Fluffy pervertable scarf - On Queer Street
In autumn, I bought a gorgeous mustard-yellow scarf for myself. It was warm and soft and despite its habit of shedding fluff everywhere I love it. (Seriously, everything is covered in fluff right now, including partners I have fucked since buying the scarf because the fluff travels with me.) I’ve worn it a lot in the last few months, and thus have had plenty of time to come up with lots of deliciously pervy ways it could be used “against” me… There are so many ways he can turn my scarf – my innocent, fluffy scarf – into a perverted symbol of our power dynamic.Read More →