The Forum: For All of us Lock-Ups Let's all get together, guys, gals, Tops, and bottoms and form a place to spout off. Reader letter: Sassy!

I'm a late 20's female who just happens to love bondage. While I absolutely abhor violence of any kind in real life, I've always had a strong fascination and some ornery dark fantasies concerning situations where a woman gets tied-up and gagged, (especially by another woman) as part of a robbery or general kidnap scenario. To some extent, I always feel a little guilty about my fetish because it's like I'm a traitor to my gender. While I'm totally stable mentally, it still doesn't seem like a woman should really love to see a member of their own sex get stripped, bound and gagged even when it's a created or posed fantasy. But I do get excited and I do think about it a lot and I like thinking about it a lot. So, shoot me full of holes. I'm an honest chick. One of my favorite dastardly fantasies centers around the following situation.

I frequent this trendy downtown bar that is nothing short of a "Happy Hour hot spot" for upper-class executive type yuppies. As the work day draws to a close, the place fills up with a plethora of career-oriented, power-dressed, executive-class women in their tailor-cut, color-coordinated business suits and black patent leather heels complete with an ultra sheer pair of high-priced pantyhose. This type of self-assured, on-the-go, working-class lady really attracts my attention.

Now, as nasty and deviant as this sounds, here's what I often fantasize about doing. (Please understand...this is not for real of course.)

When one of these power hungry professional tarts would head for the ladies room to "powder her nose," I'd follow her down the hallway, shove her into a storage room, force her to undress, leave her tape-gagged, hogtied and naked, then pompously change into all of her clothes and promptly leave, strutting my stuff in the full confidence of a "lookin'-good-girl."

I'm certainly open to your's or anyone's comments, critiques, opinion or has an interest centered around fantasies where one woman dresses in the clothes of their bound captive.

Second letter:

Shevette:

So you'd like to draw pictures, eh?

How's this for a sexy little cartoon with an ornery but still humorous caption line:

Since I obviously have a fondness for burglary and bondage blended together, how 'bout a drawing of you (or your character) sitting upright, hands tied to your feet with your own hose, your clothes and shoes scattered nearby, you have a pretty little frustrated pouty look on your face, (you can be ball-gagged or not--your choice) and standing over you is a masked thief (I prefer a dominant female but a guy is OK too). And the thief is holding up your bra, right in front of you and taunting, "MY THERAPIST SUGGESTED THAT I TAKE UP A HOBBY...AND COLLECTING STAMPS JUST SEEMED LIKE SUCH A BORE...DON'T YOU AGREE?"

Or, this one:

The same basic robbery scheme in the setting of a boutique store (only this time you've been stripped and left hog-tied). The female thief is holding onto an assortment of your clothes and saying to you, "OH COME NOW, SWEETHEART. DID YOU REALLY THINK I LOOK LIKE THE KIND OF GIRL WHO WOULD SHOP OFF THE RACK?"

let me know what you think...if you like them and draw them, feel free to use them at your will.

kisses and hugs galore

i call her Sassy, she has another name. i think she's great. Love her spirit! i plan to do a site within a site on nothing but the person i call Sassy! Stay tuned!

Shevette:

Don't want to be a pester but the ideas have been flowing so I thought I'd better add these. And, you did beg me to write. Just thought of two more cartoon drawings you might like to consider.

Your cute little character, stripped down to her bra and panty set, is standing sheepishly with her head down and one foot placed on top of the other, in a room with a sign that says "CUSTOMS INSPECTION". Again, the unfortunate girl's clothing is scattered around. The big, bad, meanie of an inspector is saying, "AND SINCE YOU CAN'T PRODUCE A RECEIPT FOR THE BRA AND PANTIES, I'LL NEED THEM ALSO."

NEXT; I haven't happen to mention this yet but as strange as this may sound, I've recently really been attracted to the image of other women wearing girdles. I think it's because they are such a prudish, tight-fitting and generally uncomfortable garment, they are actually a form of bondage within themselves. That's also what I think of pantyhose. They're uncomfortable, hot and tend to totally confine or encase your body from the mid torso down. Regardless, with that in mind, here's my next cartoon idea.

Your sexy, innocent, girl character, is on the street and stripped down to her ultra-tight, heavily-elasticized, body- forming girdle with spandex reenforced side and tummy panels that are causing her fabulous, feminine physique to bulge out all over the place. A big bellied cop is handing her a ticket (apparently our little friend has been strip searched). The cop is saying, "I CAN OVERLOOK THE INDECENT EXPOSURE, TRYING TO BRIBE ME, RESISTING ARREST AND LITTERING, BUT WE GOT A STRICT ORDINANCE AGAINST WEARING A SPANDEX REENFORCED FULL BODY GIRDLE IN THE 90'S. YA'LL IN A HEAP OF TROUBLE, LADY."

On another subject:

Here's a true story I know you'll just love. A while back, I was at the mall and saw the cutest little, late-twenties-something, yuppy tart with dark brown hair, arrogantly styled in a page boy cut. Now get this image. This particular little "gem" was dressed in a black wool jacket and walking shorts with suspenders, a white blouse with a man style tie, crispy white opaque hose and a sassy pair of low cut flats. The entire ensemble was topped off with what I now would call a "Monica Lewinski beret cap." Talk about strutting her stuff with a lofty air of insolence. This girl was a foxette-and a-half plus some and she knew it. She looked to be maybe a size 10, five six with size seven shoes maybe only 6 1/2. To be honest with you, I've pictured her one form of bondage or another far more than once.

I bet you'd look simply adorable in her outfit. Now be honest, Shevette, (from a fantasy angle only of course...not for real). But wouldn't it be such impish fun just think about dressing in this pompous yuppy's clothes as she sat watching, bound and gagged, at your feet, displaying an indignant, so-typically- feminine, frustrated, furiously-fuming, female pout over the audacity of such an action. (Ornery chuckle, chuckle and a giggle or two...) You don't have to answer if you don't want to.

Best as always.

name changed to Sassy

PS I might be gone after tomorrow on a three day weekend...maybe...not sure yet...Don't think I've run off. Also, I noticed a couple of very simple editings on some things I rushed off on Wed. Feel free to edit those. I'm not gonna' holler about something like that.

Maybe j and i can do something along those lines... What do you think, readers?

Is Sassy some kind of something else? Write to me about her, maybe she'll let me put up her email address....

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Just back from a fairly decent weekend. Only one party--fairly formal but at least there was plenty to drink and more than enough high-fashion ladies to "observe." Nobody got naked though or did anything too far-out...Bummer huh?

One socialite did manage to get drunk enough that some other girls and myself decided to take her upstairs and put her to bed, but only after we stripped her down to her wickedly sexy little, French cut, lace-patched, panty and bra set. (We wanted her to be comfortable, of course. I put her shoes on while they were still warm and wore them for the rest of the evening. It always gives me such a yummy-good, fuzzy-fine feeling to wear something from another woman when it's still fresh with her scent and warm to the touch of her body. That's just one of my little quirks.

Hey girl! In many of my recent writings, I have really failed to realize that you are a true submissive. It suddenly dawned on me this weekend, that in some of my role suggestions and general plot lines, I have completely failed to put you in the subordinate and subdued female position. For this, I am sorry and from this day forth, I will blatantly punish myself by taking it out on you. How's that for a sincere repentance.

To start off, since you are obviously such a free-wheeling, extra casual, "jeans-shirt-and-white-Ked's kind of girl, I think some major discipline is necessary starting with your overall "look". You should rise at dawn tomorrow, shower, do a full make-up, fix your hair (you can do your nails--hands and feet--the night before if that helps) then dress in a pair of conservative, high-waisted panties, a conventional Cross-Your-Heart Bra, full slip (no splits up the side), flesh-tone pantyhose (with reenforced toes, a hip and thigh slimmer upper section and tummy control panels). Even though you surely don't need these hosiery features, they are just plain good for a young woman's general discipline. Polish off this ensemble with a heavily starched, high-collar, long-sleeved, button-down blouse (with absolutely every button fastened), a color-cordinated, form-fitting vest, tight jacket and skirt and high heels (preferably two-toned, black and white, lined with white leather--3 inch minimum heel height but make that 4 inches if you're under five six.) Finish this off with a man style tie (tied in a narrow knot) and make sure at least an inch of blouse cuff is showing through the jacket sleeves at all times. Stay dressed like this till well past dusk, refreshen you makeup constantly during the day, don't get any runs in your hose and perform your womanly duties without showing a wrinkle or crease in your wardrobe. Maintin a good attitude, (We wouldn't want people to call you bitchy).

Also...Stay alert! Watch out for the basic things like roving female street gangs (looking for someone to hassle), mall restroom bondage bandits, drooling lust-crazed male perverts on the street, whistling construction workers and the ever increasing numbers of open-minded, out-of-the-closet, uninhibited, ladies-of-the-90's who are more prone than ever to make a pass at a babelicious little tart like you while in the ladies room. Modern life can be such a bitch for a bitch. Don't you agree.

Let's start out with what I've outlined for a day or two then we'll see what needs to be added.

Be thinkin' bout you...

Always Sassy girl..

Halp me someone! Don't let her dress me like this! Holding off on fullfilling command until someone prevents me from doing it. How about some reader input?!!!

Sassy

Hi Sassy (or should i say MisstressSassy?)
Hmmm. What happens to the one you left behind? Bet you don't go back to that bar! Giggle. Have you ever tried to act out the scene with a friend? Y'know, pretend your home is the bar, have her dress up like you describe, then do it to her to see where it leads... If you did it to me you'd have to gimme my clothes back, you know that, don't you?
i'll post this as soon as i can update my site. Should provoke some interesting comments. Don't feel guilty though, ok? If it's safe, sane, and consensual then go for it!
Kisses
Master Chris' slave shevette

Glad you liked my peevish little ploy about taking another woman's clothes. And just like you, I think it's worth a role play in one form or another. Speaking of role playing, about 6 months ago, my live-in boyfriend had been pestering me to make love to another woman while he watched. To satisfy his request and give myself a little treat, I came up with and got him to agree to a cute and clever role playing scheme that gave him exactly what he wanted with a little something extra for myself.

I got one of my girlfriend's, who's more than ready to do about anything kinky on a dare, to dress up like a cat burglar, complete with a mask and black sock cap and then enter our apartment through a patio door that was "conveniently" left unlocked. She nailed my boyfriend and I in the kitchen toward the end of our evening meal and forced me to tie him to a chair. She made me undress while she undid his pants and opened up his fly thus exposing his private organs. She proceeded to mock their size and condition (which was embarrassingly flaccid at this point). And then, then to symbolize the emasculation of his manhood, she tied a pretty pink ribbon around his cock and another one around his balls. He was a little pissed-off over this part of the role. You know how men are when they loose control of their genitals or "family jewels" as they are always calling them? As he looked on, my girlfriend and I then made love to one another right on the kitchen floor in front of him. He squirmed and kicked in total frustration over not getting to join in but he never said that that was to be part of the deal. You'd of loved to have seen a man in this condition. They are like whimpering little pups--so pitiful and helpless.

Of course, we eventually finished up and we let him loose so he could relieve himself, sexually speaking that is. Hey, a guy has to get it anyway he can. You should of seen him pull off the pink ribbons. That simple trick really took him down a notch or two. My girlfriend warned that next time, she'd like to shave his pubes and spray paint his c_ck yellow and his b_lls red. Didn't I tell you that she was a wild one.

Bye for now.
Sassy

Hi Sassy!

Wow! Hot story! May i add that to your page too? Yeh, i devoted a whole page to you and it\'s called "SASSY.HTML"! Giggle. Did i name it right? Go to my FORUM page and your link is near the top. Check it out! You\'re in print!
This latest installment is great. i did a burgular scene once. Of course, in mine i was the one who got tied up.... (wouldn\'t have it any other way!)
Ok, write me back and tell me i can use this latest article.....
Kisses

Master Chris' slave shevette

Sure, you can certainly do whatever would work for you and your web page. Thanks for asking. too. I've got a couple of other "stories" and "thoughts" I'll send your way as soon as I get them polished up. Sasia

Shevette:
It's such sexy fun to see my stories and comments on your web page. It will be interesting to see if anyone else has similar fantasies or offers any replies.

Feel free to use the following little addition anyhwere you please.

Concerning my first scenario (ie. about dressing in another woman's clothes after leaving her stripped, bound and gagged). Just so you won't think I'm a big, bad, nasty meanie, I will say that if it was you that I did this to, rest assured, I'd let you keep your panties. After all, I wouldn't want you to get cold. Chuckle! giggle! Laugh, laugh...

Ornery Sassy

I'm a great believer in role playing for a variety of reasons. It's fun, it's harmless, it's arousing and it allows a person to explore some forms of sexual behavior that you otherwise might be a little reluctant to do so under normal conditions. For those more conservative women who are basically straight, but would just like to sample a little girl-on-girl action without feeling guilty about be branded a lesbian (not that it matters), here's a role playing game with a burglary theme that worked really well on cute little short-haired, feisty tart from the office where I work. I'll call her Tosha.

Like a lot of modern girls, Tosha had this modest curiosity about experiencing some lesbian action but just felt a little morally guilty about actually doing it. She was brought up conservatively and worried about such activities. To relieve some personal responsibility, I got her to agree to a simple role playing game. Tosha stopped by my apartment after work one day for a glass of wine and some general conversation. After a half hour or so, my boyfriend came onto the scene, dressed as a burglar welding a squirt gun (for total safety purposes). He promptly robbed us, made us undress each other, (under the guise that we might be hiding some valuables), then led us into the bedroom and told us to get on the bed and keep each other warm. (ie. hold onto one another in a hugging position). After rummaging through some draws and the closet he left us gagged with each other panties (an interesting experience to say the least) and then taped up together, face-to-face, wrist-to-wrist, ankle-to-ankle and well...yess...p_ssy-to-p_ssy.

For the next 30 minutes or so, we twisted, squirmed, writhed, wiggled, wormed and torqued against one another's naked bodies. We giggled and grunted moan and snorted in a very feminine and sometime unfeminine way. Most of all, we had fun--sexy fun. What a super turn-on plus. We both reached a very special level of arousal that's unique to say the least. I highly recommend this method for any ladies who feel just a little reluctant and inhibited to go one-on-one with another lady. It removes a lot of the guilt (if you have any) and is an ornery blast of sexual fun. Go for it. It's the nineties.

My boyfriend watched for awhile, got his own rocks off, then went to get something to eat and check on a ball game. Men!!!

Sassy

For you guys out there who would like to see your favorite femme wearing stockings and a garter belt instead of those mundane pantyhose, here's a suggested demonstration to show your lady the perilous hazards of wearing the afore mentioned standard modern working class hosiery.

I'm employed in an office that's just chocked full of these standard, stuck-up, pompous, career-oriented, business-suited, career women. I call them "pantyhosed cats" and you can bet there isn't a stocking and garter belt girl in the whole damn crowd. Talk about a bunch of up-tight, conservative twats. They all think they're really something special as they click around the office in their one-size-too-small, color-coordinated suits and a $90 pair of pumps and their ultra-sheer, designer brand pantyhose.

I've got this fiendish little fantasy about putting someone dressed in the above describe manner, in a particularly unique form of bondage. Here’s how I’d like to handle (and humble) this type of self-centered, overly-confident professional-chick-of- the-90's and leave her in a state of total submissiveness, which in turn, would serve to make her a much better person in society. Of course this is just a fantasy.

Take a woman's pantyhose and pull the crotch portion over her head. If you gag them with something (preferably...giggle, giggle...like a pair of panties--either your's, their's or those of a friend) this "pantyhose-over-the-head" action efficiently holds the gag in place so that it can't be spit out.

With the woman sitting upright, take hold of one leg of the pantyhose and jerk the woman's head back. Bring that hosiery leg down her back, through her crotch and use it to tie her ankles together in front. Tie it off plenty tight, too. You don't dare cut a cocky bitch like this any slack. Run the second hosiery leg between her breast, through her crotch in the opposite direction and bring the loose end up to tie the woman's wrists together behind her.

At this point, your human female conquest can struggle all she wants to, but getting loose is extremely difficult if not nearly impossible. The frustrated, disgusted and vanquished "wimpette" can do little more than kick, squirm, twist and whine for mercy. A little verbal taunting and casual prodding from the captor doesn't hurt the process at this point. It's your moment- -enjoy it.

Sassy

Hi Sassy!
Hey! Yer gonna have a biger page than me! Giggle. It's like potato chips.... i'll make more... (pages). Keep it up this is good. You go girl! Thanks

Kisses
Master Chris' slave shevette

You should come with a warning label, "Addictive". Giggle