Candid Fetish Interview 04

Jacqueline in Leicester; 18 November 2016,

Interviewer Hi, thanks for meeting me. How did you first find out about our figure training project?

Jackie I found your questionnaire a few days ago and the speakers at the Leeds conference encouraged me. I felt straight away that I should send my story. I never would have thought to do such a thing but I hope that my story will help other women to get the pleasure I've got.

Interviewer Please tell me your story. How old are you and when did you first start training your figure? Shall I name you in my report as Jackie?

Jackie Call me Jackie. I'm 42 years old and was widowed in 2012 at the age of 38. My first husband was a steady man but unexciting and once I left him for a fling with a more exciting man. But it didn't last and I went back to the marriage. He wasn't an imaginative lover and not suggestive. Then he died after an accident at work.

Interviewer I'm sorry to hear that. Whatever the state of a marriage, a sudden death is a shock.

Jackie Yeah, it was But then I met another man after about a year and we were married on my fortieth birthday. My second husband is Frank; short for Francis. He's always suggesting new way to get pleasure and good sensations especially in bed but also in everyday life. You know, trips and places to see and nice things to buy.

I lost weight deliberately for the wedding. I'd always been a size 12 but at 5ft 4in I felt tubby. My bust was and is 36B but my waist was a bit sloppy and my tummy was slack as well. If I held my waist in by my muscles, it was probably around 26-28 inches; maybe 30 inches depending on the time of the month and how much I'd been eating. But I never measured it, because I knew it would disappoint me. [Little laugh] I'd worn girdles ever since I was a girl. In the 1980s and early 90s I wore real girdles with suspenders but later I just wore light panty girdles with flower patterns - they seem to be called tummy shapers now - or else just control briefs or control tights.

I always liked the feel of support stockings, too, especially when they came available in nice colours and thinner fabric but didn't often wear suspenders during my first marriage.

I had a drawer in which I'd kept all my lingerie and corsetry over the years including two girdles I'd never worn. One was a Berlei high waist in black with a side zip and the other a long leg high waist with a front zip and suspenders inside the legs, in white. Both were very firm and would control my waist - but I never wore them once during my first marriage.

Interviewer So how did you get to wear them?

Jackie For the wedding, I decided to wear the Berlei girdle but on a trip to Manchester I saw a really firm American girdle called Always-21 and bought it. As soon as I got home I tried it on and it was a struggle. It was (it still is) nearly 18 inches long and fitted from under my bottom right up to my bust with a side zip over a row of hooks and eyes. It has six suspenders and light boning around the waist to stop it from rolling. It is very firm over my tummy with no stretch at all and really holds my hips and bottom. It was brilliant white in colour.

I also bought a long line strapless bra at the same time. It has a 2-inch cuff at the waist and fastens at the back. When I put them on with some nice creamy support stockings, I felt really covered and controlled. Encased sort of. I was excited all through the wedding and worried in case he thought they looked old fashioned and matronly. [Little laugh]

The long bra over the girdle gave me a specially tight waist - and a nice shape over my hips. I felt I had a girlish shape and I loved it. We hadn't talked about this sort of thing at all although we'd made love and knew each other pretty well.

Interviewer What did he think about your outfit? Did he like it?

Jackie I needn't have worried because he was delighted. In the hotel room later he lay me down and stroked me and kissed me all over and we made love with both of us partly dressed. Gradually he undressed himself completely but he left me in the tight undies and we both enjoyed the slight restriction they made on our movements.

From that day, I've always worn a girdle or something of the sort. Every day. Usually my girdle is open with suspenders and often it is firm control especially when I know he will appreciate it. Such as after a hard day at work or if we are doing something special it the evening. We sometimes meet at lunchtime and he holds me when we kiss so that we can both feel the bones and the tightness of the fabric.

Interviewer It sounds as though your firm underwear has become part of your life together.

Jackie Oh, yes. Often he would dress me in my girdle and bra in the morning before he left for work and I see him off in my negligee. I always like the sensation of him pulling the girdle up my calves and over my thighs and bottom. He's become very good at placing it just in the right place, central and the right height. Then he does up the hooks at the side and I just love the gradually tightening feel as the hooks get higher. The last one is right up towards my arm pit and then he slowly carefully pulls up the zip, making sure he does not catch my skin.

Then he helps me put on the stockings, which I like to be support stockings. I like him to do the suspenders. I select the bra and he helps me fasten the back. If it is an ordinary short bra, then sometimes I do it to let him watch from the front. If it is a long bra, he always wants to do it and I just delight in the extra control I can feel coming around my chest and into my waist.

It's quite usual for us to make love just at that moment. He leans me forward on the edge of our bed, pulls my knickers down and comes into me for a few minutes before he leaves. From behind. [Little laugh] I love that and I carry the feel of him around with me for some hours. It means such a lot to me to have him like my clothes and be involved in my restriction.

Interviewer Have you bought clothes specially to improve your "games"?

Jackie Yes. I bought a firm long leg high waist [girdle] from London, made to measure and really tight over my tummy and round my waist. I couldn't wear it for long but I like the pressure it gives all over my - er - pubic region and between my legs.

Sometimes we played a game where I've the long leg girdle on underneath the open girdle and he has to struggle to get through to me. I love the way he pulls me about to be able to excite me and touch me before we get to make love. Then I began wearing even more girdles at a time to raise his anticipation but I was worried in case he would think it weird. I needn't have worried. He was always surprised and excited, like me. [Little laugh]

I've come to need the excitement of dressing in tight foundation clothes, to feel restricted and controlled. I go shopping in the tightest girdle I have so that I can feel it as I move around and stretch for goods on the shelves. When we're shopping together, I feel I've to lean on him sometimes because of the delicious torture. [Little laugh] He holds me around my waist and touches me from time to time through my clothes.

I often wear a girdle when I go to the gym and enjoy the tautness of my body before taking it off for exercising. And again after the exercise and the sauna. Then I'm back into the girdle for the delicious controlled feeling.

Interviewer You husband seems to have become really involved with your girdles and figure training.

Jackie. Oh yes. On holiday in our first year, he bought me an outfit secretly. The complete thing from undies and some jewellery; alI the way to a blouse and skirt and a coat. He knew my Iikings really well by then. He made one request; that I should wear the undies all the time we were away, 24 hours a day except for bathing. I agreed but when I saw them I wondered how it would be. The bra was long line of course, with underwire and a cuff waist and wide straps. It was very firm around my chest and into my waist.

The girdle wasn't just firm, it was tight, even taut, it seemed even rigid in parts. It had panels of double thickness down the sides and the back under my bottom. The front was so firm that the girdle could stand up by itself. There were two zips, one at each side with hooks and eyes, all the way from near the bottom edge to the very top over my waist by about 4 inches. He put the bra on me first and then the girdle. It took half an hour to get everything in place and zipped up. [Little laugh]

Then he put me into control-pants cut high over my thighs but with a cuff waist and flat tummy. They pulled at the bottom edge back and front and added to the control on my tummy and waist. I felt enclosed and restricted but I could move all right and there was no real discomfort. Just that I had to move in a particular way and could not bend easily. He was so sweet, apologising for any discomfort but I told him I liked it.

When I looked at myself in the long mirror, I thought how feminine and lacy it looked, not at all the controlling clothes I could feel from the inside. That is what I Iike about so much of my firm underwear: they look gentle and feminine, especially in white but, really, I'm delighting in the "suffering" on the inside. [Little laugh]

That week we did everything to wear out those undies. [Little laugh] By the time we arrived at the hotel, we were both full of lust, all because of the knowledge we had about my underwear. We travelled and danced and made love and slept with me in them. I felt used but I knew that really I was the mistress and in charge of the situation. He was the slave really and he used me every way a husband should. My orgasms were tremendous.

By the and of the week we'd sort-of worn them out. They seemed a little slack especially at the bottom edge of the girdle because I'd been manoeuvred into so many different positions and he had had to force the fabric sometimes. The bones around the waist were coming loose in their coverings.

We've never forgotten that weekend - every little detail of what we did and where we went and how we felt about each other. It sort-of gave the marriage a stronger basis because only we knew what was going on underneath the respectable exterior. I sometimes feel that the strength of my undies reflect the strength of our relationship: firm, sure, reliable, sexy, exciting, secret. [Little laugh] Would that make sense to anyone else, I wonder?

Interviewer I understand what you mean. Many of our replies say something like that.

Jackie Yes. I heard at the meeting. We talked about it afterward and we agree that every aspect of our sexual relationship was getting better alI the time. Our foreplay was more intense. I could feel the presence of the girdle all the time; pulling across my bottom and the front of my legs.

Some positions needed quite a strain on the girdle and I felt as if I was being 'saved by my corsetry' as he said at the time. He had to push the girdle out of the way sometimes to be able to get at me and that increased the pull on the rest of my body.

He is so strong and I felt very cared-for, for the first time. My orgasms started to come much higher up in my body and my waist seemed even more sensitive than usual. My bottom was puckering and tightening all the time we were together and I had orgasms two and three at a time. [Little laugh]

Interviewer Is that as far as you got with figure control? You look to me now to be corseted more than in a girdle.

Jackie Oh, well, we moved on from then. On the way home, we decided that we would buy a proper corset, the lace-up type to give me a smaller waist. I was still sensitive of my waist and tummy when not dressed in my tight girdles.

But we did'nt know anything about real corsets except what we had seen in magazines. We didn't know where to go until I saw an advert in "The Lady" for Rigby and Peller in London. I wrote to them but they don't do mail order. So we decided to visit them and went one weekend as a short holiday. Their shop isn't really a shop at all. It is a waiting salon and fitting rooms. We had to wait for over an hour.

Then we got tongue-tied about describing what we wanted. But the assistant seemed to know how we were feeling and was very helpful. We ordered a nice long corset in cream satin with pink edges and laces. It stopped just short of my bra line at the top and came down to the widest part of my hips at the bottom. It was made four inches less than my waist size but it would fit perfectly around my hips and chest. It had four suspenders on each leg. We waited about three weeks for the letter to say it was ready and we went to London again specially.

The assistant took me alone into a fitting room and put it on me with no tightness at all. She said it was important to let my body heat get into the fabric and then it would begin to take up my shape. Then I could start to lace down gradually. I put on my clothes and went out into the waiting salon. Frank could not see any difference so he came across and felt at my waist. When he felt the bones and the tension of the panels, his eyes nearly stood out and I could tell he was getting roused from his usual signs. I went back and changed into my normal girdle and we travelled home in a real frenzy of excitement.

Interviewer When did you start to wear the corset?

Jackie That evening. I bathed, and talced myself all over. Then he put the corset round me and laced it until it just fit onto my figure. Because my tummy is a bit prominent, the bottom edge stood out a little way. He knelt down and put on my stockings for me and attached the suspenders and pulled them up a bit higher than usual. At that point the tightest things on me were the support stockings. [Little laugh]

Then he started lacing me in the way described in the booklet from Rigby and Peller. From the top to the waist first. Then from the bottom to the waist. Then he crossed over the laces and gradually put pressure on the waist. He pulls so that my waist was about two inches less than before. I could feel it but not uncomfortably. He tied off the laces and I put on my negligee. That evening I wandered around the house feeling at myself with no panties on and just loved the freedom to feel open but controlled at the same time.

We made love with me laced like that. I couldn't move much and he was so gentle. I reached down and brought myself to an orgasm in just a few minutes. It was wonderful and we both knew that we'd found the real excitement of corseting for sex.

After that, I trained my waist to be six inches less so that the corset was tight and rigid at the waist. Measured over my corset, my waist was about 22 inches. I felt perfectly comfortable at this lacing and could move around with only the same restriction as if I wear a girdle. I quickly got a collection of corsets of various styles for different occasions. Some are short and only press on my waist. Others are really long covering me from thighs to bosom including my breasts. Always the sensation of being held-in gives me the same excitement. I'm controlled and contained but also I feel very strong and feminine and purposeful. My orgasms are enormous. [Little laugh] Does this make sense to other people?

Interviewer I'm sure it does. Don't worry; you're not alone and many of our replies say just the same. It seems to be about being in control of yourself and your body. Is that it?

Jackie Yes. I always wanted to know that I've the control of my figure. All this time I also wear girdles whenever I haven't got a corset on. They seem loose now so I always wear the firmest and always with a cuff waist bra. Wearing two girdles at a time gives me more pressure and I find it exciting but I'm sure that's weird. Frank seems to think it's wonderful and liberated of me! lsn't that strange? [Little laugh]

About a month ago, I bought a corset from a specialist corsetière in Nottingham. It is the same style as the first from London but it's a full eight inches less than my waist was two years ago. It has lacing at the back and at the sides, just in front of the main curve of my hips. The back lace can take in four inches and each of the side laces can take in 2 inches.

The first time we put it on me, he laced me as tight as I could go. The side laces were pulled to one inch each and the back was closed. So I had a further two inches taken off my waist to 20 inches and I felt such a pressure. It's hard to describe the control and containment that it gave me - partly a panic but also an excitement. Over the next two days he gradually laced me fully tight so that my waist was 18 inches. I can't explain how it fell but it was wonderful. In the mirror I looked like a 19th century mannequin and I felt to be the most desirable woman in the world. [Little laugh]

It was too tight to stay like that for long and I could not have lain down for him even if he had asked me to. Which he didn't. I was panting and my bowels were churning a little. The downward pressure on my pubic region was intense and I felt that I was going to be pushed inside out. I reached down and got such an intense feeling when I rubbed gently. I knew then that orgasm would be possible and very good once I got used to the pressure.

Frank could reach around my waist with his fingers and he was more excited than I've ever seen him. After about 30 minutes he let out the laces and took it off me. I left relieved and free but also a bit sad. He dressed me in the same girdle I'd worn at our wedding and the same bra. It was so romantic. That night we made love many times with me in the wedding outfit.

He seemed to be inspired by the memory of the 18-inch waist and my restriction. I knew deep down that I had this wonderful lover for ever because he wanted me and all that I could offer to please him through his hands, and his eyes and his sex. He enjoyed rubbing up against me and feeling the fabric of the girdle as if it were a new experience, all because he really wanted the tight corset on me. [Little laugh]

Interviewer I understand. Please tell me about the most recent aspects of your corseting.

Jackie Since then, I've been training myself to lace down to the smallest of 18 inches for a short time, you know. For a few hours. We've made love a few times with me laced to the limit. I'm not comfortable yet but getting pretty close. Already, 20 inches feels perfectly all right and my orgasms have started to become intense again now that I'm breathing and moving more easily inside the corset.

One day soon I'll be totally trained to 18 inches and I can hardly wait. But I know it takes time and he's delightful with me. So caring and careful and romantic. He laces me into the earlier corsets with no rest - just straight down to 21 or 20 inches in one smooth movement. They are easy to wear and I will wear one as often as not - during a full morning or evening.

Sometimes I wear a tight girdle and long bra over the top of my corset. And I pulI up my stockings really short so that they hold my thighs and the tops of my legs right up to my lips [labia?] I've a new collection of tight girdles specially made with only 21-inch waists, which is the smallest they can be made. A couple of them are firm control long leg high waist styles with a front zip, just as I remember from when I was young. The girdle zip has difficulty fitting into my waist in the corset. I really feel super feminine when I'm totally covered and contained in so much underwear. [Little laugh]

Sometimes I wear a corset laced by my husband before he leaves in the morning. At weekend, I choose what I want to wear and I fluctuate from week to week to suit my mood and to excite him with the mystery. Sometimes just the girdle and long bra. Other times a really tight corset. And sometimes a girdle over the corset. Just sometimes, we put me into more of them - corset and two or three girdles.