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WaspWaistLover [2019-01-03 18:10:13 +0000 UTC]

MISSY GETS HER ULTIMATE WAIST: BACK STORY- For well over a year, perhaps nearly two, the talented commercial artist known by both family and professionally as "Missy" had kept up with the waist restraints made or designed for her use by niece Bettina, but their extremely tightness, if worn for more than a few hours at a time, sometimes disturbed her digestion and even caused occasional skin rashes. Despite the pressure pleasure from their use, Missy, on reflection, began to grasp that her domineering young Niece, despite her youth, had actually been a cunning manipulator and even exploiter of of her own Aunt's inner yearning for tremendous amounts of constriction. She gave away many of the belts and cinches; one older woman even used a few for dog collars! Some others went into the trash with little regret. Missy DID keep the 11 inch shiny leather belt, however, and would sometimes, when done with illustrations for the day, just gaze at it, still amazed that something so tiny, so doll like, had once so often fit completely around her waist! In fact, without revealing its nature nor purpose she once lent it to a neighbor's 12 year old daughter to use as a Victorian style neck choker!! And the girl complained it was a little tight! Missy, however, had no desire to publicise her prowess in waist constriction.

   STORY: After a couple more years, our favorite female illustrator again wishes to bear the yoke of abdominal discipline. Would she dare call up her niece, especially after giving or tossing away so much of her handiwork? A mood of uncertainty bedeviled her deep seated desires. Then she phoned a friend in Hardwick who worked as a physical therapist by day and a kind of commanding "mistress" at night.  Did she know anyone who was into drastic waist reduction or some kindred "kink"? Very few, it seemed. Mostly fetish fans seeking to make for themselves "scary" personas to impress the gullible. Missy was unimpressed and unenthused; her distaste for social misfits, ingrained from childhood, hardly allowed her to treat with possible rabble!

   Then her friend told Missy about an illustrated booklet a fetish acquaintance had left at her office one day. It was all about "self-restraint", not of the moral kind, but in ways a trifle darker. There was no need for her artist friend to drive over; it could be cheaply sent by parcel post. Fine. Missy was frankly leary of involving herself in any more questionable or even dangerous relationships. Once the promised little tome arrived in the mail, it was devoured by the eye and mind of the recipient that afternoon. Each diagram and illustration, none of to the high standards of the most hourglass resident of the Hamptons, proved a revelation. How foolish and overly trusting she had been to rely on a willful, spoiled brat to fulfill her wasp waist cravings! It was all here in this cheesy little booklet! Thus, in the coming days, after finishing her art assignments, she was able to build several rather simple devices with heavy duty hardware, embodying the principles of mechanical advantage. Parts as simple as stout hooks, eye brackets and channel guides would afford the tools to pursue the most exquisitely severe abdominal pressure and waist bondage.

   The one shown in the drawing above, entailing several feet of smooth sash-cord, two large, stout hooks screwed deeply into the woodwork of the work space area, and some thick lotion slathered onto her stomach and lower back, allowed this voluptuous user to reach a degree of waist constriction, albeit for brief time periods, before only attained in the realm of fetish fantasy tales of the late John Willie Coutts! For, within the smooth but ruthlessly taut woven coils, Missy's "microscopic middle" had been squeezed to no bigger than a small jar of peanut butter!!!! WWL

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