Corseted Week..

This week I managed to corset Monday to Friday, which for recent times is a lil bit of a record. It is feeling nice and consistent and comfy - managing to last the whole day fairly tight without even adjusting, most days - providing I'm not silly and over tighten, of course!

Now previous days I've said I want it to become normal, so why am I celebrating this? Well, perhaps because it is becoming normal - I can just wear it day in and day out. It is just my life, my normal day - previous weeks I've got to Thursday and not felt like  - today, Friday, I was fine and happy to be all squished up... I think its growing on me ;)

CazaDolly

New Corset Day!

Yesterday, got an email from FairyGothMother to say that my new corset was ready to collect! Popped in at lunchtime and collected it - gorgeous colour: a sort of purply violet, with pinkish purple laces. Tried it on when I got home, and it is so much tighter - took me a while to get it laced up around me... a bit more tugging and pulling needed to get it suitably tight. Not much chance (and the moment) of lacing it shut at the back, there's about an inch or two gap there, which is good. I might actually get more life out of this one than any of the others :) Not that I'm complaining - I love my Puimond corset too, and would get another one (when I can afford it).

So I'm on the train into work today, feeling very held, sitting so very upright on the train. Not sure how long I'm going to manage to wear this until I have to take it off today, since its tighter and more rigid than I'm used to, but we'll see. I'm certainly enjoying it's clutches, and the position it forces me to adopt.

There is one minor drawback: it does seem to creak quite alot! I don't know if its the fabric I chose or the laces, or a combination, but it does make noises when I move my back. Don't think its going to be too much of a problem - probably also part of breaking it in.

So, Happy New Year to all my readers - I'll hopefully get pictures of it up here soon - haven't had a chance yet to take any

xoxo

CazaDolly

My first week corseted properly

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Tightly Laced Dolly

Ohhh, how I've missed this feeling! Sitting here on the train to work, feeling its tightness around my middle. My tummy is compressed: if I put my hand on it it feels hard and rigid, the pins of the busk giving it definition where my tummy button was one a feature. Two hands on my hips and I feel the shape of the garment, moulding me, shaping my body to conform to its shape, restricting me, holding me tight and giving me such a figure.

I'm trapped, now, I might get a chance to remove it once I'm in the office, but I'm unlikely to do so so early. But otherwise, removing it is tricky without attracting attention. Walking out of the ladies room clutching a pink corset might earn me very funny looks. But that just adds to the feelings I'm having. Its an imperative almost as strong as if there was a padlock physically enforcing my enclosure.

I stretch, lifting my arms above my head, seeing if there's relief from the compression, but there is none: its still just as tight around me. There is no escape from its clutches. Only this evening, when I'm home and safe will I be able to take it off. Only then will I be free to loosen its laces, pop open the busk and feel the freedom which will soon be denied me much more often.

But that time cannot come slow enough for me...