Chas. M

I never considered my use of scarves as fashion accessories as a fetish. Yes, most of my outfits or coordinated pieces had a scarf or two as a component that could be used to give them a certain look or dress it up or down to fit an occasion, but a fetish? Yes, wearing the Hermes scarf that I received as a college graduation gift from my aunt Grace Kelly style with my brown leather jacket and its turned up collar on a cold Minnesota autumn evening gave me a snug and protected feeling while looking very classy, but a fetish? Yes I did enjoy the look and feel of draping a folded scarf around my neck and tucking its ends into my bra before putting on the jacket of my navy blue pin-striped suit, but a fetish? Perhaps. ...

Every now and then, one must be a little more direct in sharing desires with your lover. I mentioned wanting to be tied up the last time Rachel fucked my ass, but we hadn’t had time during our previous romp. So on Friday night I pulled out some old silk scarves and put them in the center of the table before dinner, hoping my partner would notice them and understand what I wanted. She caught on quicker than I’d suspected and before I’d had a chance to serve our meal, she had me in her arms, her mouth ravaging mine. ...