The message read, “Your outfit is in the garment bag in your closet. You have 1 hour.”
she read it twice. And then her mind started racing. Had she missed something? Was this a celebration? A setup? As she started to let her Anxiety overtake her, she received another message. “Now u have 57 minutes. Not doing a countdown with u so u better MOVE UR ASS!” And just like that, she snapped into action and went through her prep regimen. Bathed, conditioned, relaxed (not really lol), she unzipped the garment bag. A simple dress; something she’d wear on a night out with Him. she put on the undies and garter, then slowly and carefully put on the stockings, making sure they were fitting and aligned properly. she briefly surveyed herself in the mirror. Next she put on the dress and shoes. she walked into the Man Cave and knelt in her designated area. After a few minutes she heard the garage door open then close. she heard Him walking into the house and then nothing…because the sound of her heart pounding drowned everything else out. By the time He stepped into the Man Cave, she was absolutely giddy. “Well done, Duchess.” She watched in shock and awe as He reached into His pocket and tossed something onto the floor. As she focused, she realized EXACTLY what it was. “Come here. Slowly.” The giddiness was replaced by…a brief moment of dread. As she raised her dress above her knees she tried her best to control her breathing. “Si, Signore.” As she bent over and placed her hands on the floor in front of her, she felt the rice beneath her. As she began to crawl towards Him she felt it digging into her skin, through the stockings, and the pain was excruciatingly exquisite. “Aht, aht…slowly.” When He chastised her she realized that she had quickened her pace. Oh how she wanted to see the look on His face; that satisfied Sadistic grin as she suffered. Another part of her hoped He smiled with pride. Suddenly the distance between them seemed like miles. The pain and agony was increasing. Through her tears she could make out His shoes; she was close now. “Stop.” she felt relieved. “Stand up.” As she did what she was told, she realized that some of the rice had stuck to her. Some had even caused tears and tiny holes in her stockings. With her head down, she started to remove the rice. He grabbed her wrist. “Don’t you DARE.” He took her chin in His hand, looked her in the eyes, then kissed her tear stained cheeks. He then ran His thumb over her lips, roughly. she knew why. His breathing became slightly ragged as His hand traveled down her body. He moved behind her and bent her over. As He surveyed her, He was completely silent. she couldn’t even hear Him breathing. Then she felt something cold against the back of her thighs. Omg! His scalpel! He pulled at her stockings, then made tiny slices in them. Then His hands squeezed and caressed her. “Breathe, baby. I got you.” Trying her best not to lock her legs up, she feebly attempted to brace herself. SLAP! Both cheeks, BOTH HANDS! The sting!!! There was no time to adjust to the impact fom His hands before He started clawing at her stockings, tearing a huge hole in them. She knew that He was thoroughly enjoying Himself while ruining her.
“Defilement is a term for the act of polluting, damaging, or otherwise violating a fetish object, an intimate partner, or oneself for sexual arousal or gratification. The arousal that stems from defilement is known as anophelorastia.”
~ Kinkly
Hey, y’all! So, let’s talk about this, shall we? The FLYGOD LOVES this girl in pantyhose, stockings and fishnets. Yet sometimes, after He admires her wearing them, they are ripped, cut, even torn off.
Through the decades of this girl’s journey, this classification was new to her. she actually had another of those, “It has a name!” moments that are constant in Our Thing. That is one reason research is so critical; it demystifies our deepest, darkest thoughts, feelings, actions and desires, y’all.
Speech over…now back to it.
Defilement has many forms and this girl freely admits she only knows a few of them.
There is definitely something Primal about Defilement. Smearing makeup, tearing, slicing, ripping off clothing. Ruining someone or something they’re wearing after admiring how wonderful they looked. And being ruined can free us to surrender ourselves to the moment and just be who and what we are and allow our pure instincts to take over.
Time for The Pillars, y’all!
COMMUNICATION. Discussing Defilement is crucial, preferably during Vetting. There may be some trauma attached to it, making it a limit. Definitely necessary to speak out about that. If it makes you a wet sticky mess or harder than a brick just thinking about it, let it be known. If you’ve never done it before, let it be known. Discuss what you’ve learned through research and from others and/or share your previous experiences. Clear, consistent communication sets the stage for deciding whether Defilement takes place or not in our Dynamics.
HONESTY. Some of us may be curious about it but hesitant or even afraid to try it. Being truthful about how we feel is absolutely critical. Don’t want your clothes messed up? Say that! Don’t feel comfortable smearing someone’s makeup after they took the time to put it on? Say that! After trying it out you feel uncomfortable or ready for more? Say that! Be honest with each other before, during and after Defilement takes place.
TRUST. Defilement and CNC often go hand in hand, so trust is usually already established. However, if you are exploring the idea of incorporating Defilement into your Dynamic(s), make sure you trust each other completely first. Flinching because of lack of trust, uncertainty or fear at the wrong moment may cause injury or even worse. Negative Psychological effects are possible as well. Trust can be compromised. So we all must do the work to build and maintain trust before, during and after Defilement takes place.
RESPECT. Listen…just because someone enjoys ruining us doesn’t mean they honor or value us any less than they should. Far from it. And yes, while there are also possible elements of Degradation and Humiliation involved as well, Respect is still a HUGE part of Defilement. We must remember to always be respectful of each other’s wishes regarding Defilement.
So…as with EVERYTHING in Our Thing…whatever we get into, make sure we can get through it safely so we can do it AGAIN and AGAIN!
Thanks for reading, y’all.
~His Duchess
