For Girdle Enthusiasts Only
Ever since the earliest days of The Girdle Zone, I've received a steady stream of reminiscences from men about their encounters with girdled women. Many of these have found their way into Roundtable Discussions such as "All Men Hate Girdles, Don't They?" and "The Power of the Girdle Glimpse." Others have not fit easily into established discussions.
I have deliberately avoided posting material that did not seem directly connected to the ongoing discussions, and I have filtered out many of the Girdle Glimpse submissions in order to keep Zona from becoming an exchange point for masturbatory fantasies. The Girdle Zone has a mixed audience, male and female, and there is no quicker way to drive away female readers than to allow development of a locker-room atmosphere.
On reflection, I begin to feel that I have been, perhaps, a bit too cautious. It has become quite apparent that one of the undeniable accomplishments of Zona has been to foster a sense of solidarity and validation among girdle fanciers who find their way to the site. A common theme in mail received is, "I thought I was the only man who felt this way."
Most men validate the normality of their sexual desires through a process of sharing them with other men- a process denied by culture to girdle enthusiasts, or indeed, anyone whose urges are even slightly "different." A recent message from "RC" made me realize that there might be a place in The Girdle Zone for an exchange of casual anecdotes… a session around the campfire… in the interest of furthering this validation process. He wrote:
There is a concept I refer to as the "girdle moment." I suspect we have all had this experience. It happens during the course of any otherwise uneventful occasion. Your mind is on something else altogether and then--out of the blue--the subject of girdles comes up.
Example 1- In my high school chemistry class while fiddling with a beaker of acid, my very attractive Homecoming Queen lab partner came out with, "Guess what! I'm wearing a brand-new girdle today."
Example 2- I am sitting next to a cute, slender coed at lunch in the college cafeteria in 1975 (!) when she asks me, "Can I borrow your philosophy notes? I was late today because I didn't have a clean girdle to wear and I had to wash one."
Example 3- I am in a Lamaze class in 1981 and the very sexy young nurse teaching the class says, "After you have your baby wear a girdle for a while till you get your figure back . . . or, if you're like me, you might decide to just keep wearing one full time."
I trust others have had such experiences and it might be interesting to share them.
Any girdle enthusiast would immediately recognize the frisson elicited by those brief encounters, and would understand why RC has preserved and treasured those memories over the years. I am just as certain that a non-enthusiast would find the incidents devoid of the slightest interest.
So be it… "It's a girdle thing-- you wouldn't understand."
I also suspect that women reading the accounts that follow might find them puzzling, distasteful, or perhaps even threatening. Male sexuality is a powerful force, and no one can deny that it is sometimes channeled into directions harmful to women. Addressing this concern, the articulate Brad, author of a number of vivid recollections, offers the following:
You are right that any individual story, especially one which goes on so much about a reaction to one woman's girdle, when it is seen as isolated, may represent a male in a situation in which the female is vulnerable. But as a pattern of a lifetime of reactions to things feminine, it might be so much better received by female readers. I very much want females to realize the healthy sensual power of such things, rather than any focus on what they see as their vulnerable situation with a male.
Actually, it all comes from a great deal of respect for women, and a strong love for all things feminine. When put together as a set of stories this sentiment is indeed there. In none of my stories of lifetime experiences of this kind is there any attempt to use any of the incidents for an encounter. It is simply indicative of a love of femininity, and a strong sensual attraction in my feelings toward items of their underwear, for various understandable reasons, which can be seen as a result of a healthy reaction to the sexuality which they so beautifully and naturally can exude.
So let us open the discussion of Girdle Moments. Note well, though… while this is a night out with the guys, the usual Girdle Zone standards will prevail. Don't send me any accounts of explicit sexual activity, deliberate voyeurism, or the like; and remember that all contributions may be edited for brevity or other purposes.
-Virginian
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