Slap, Tickle and Tie

Peter Birch

Description

A fetish, the OED tells us, is an irrational and often obsessive reverence for a principle or thing, or in the erotic sense when a non-sexual part of the body, an object or behaviour becomes a focus for sexual desire. Most of the time, when people say they have a fetish all they mean is that they like something, boobs or bums included. But it can go much further than that, through ever stronger levels of desire, right up to a need so powerful that it becomes impossible to achieve orgasm without it, or even to enjoy sexual pleasure any other way. This collection features eight articles covering many of his favourite fetishes, each one the product of years of depraved behaviour.

Informations

• Publié par: Andrews UK
• Date de parution: 22 décembre 2011
• Nombre de lectures: 0
• EAN13: 9781849899345
• Langue: English
• Poids de l'ouvrage: 1 Mo

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SLAP, TICKLE & TIE
Peter Birch explores Fetish Sex









By
Peter Birch




Publisher Information

Slap, Tickle & Tie
published in 2011 by Andrews UK Limited
www.andrewsuk.com

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The characters and situations in this book are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happening.

Copyright © Peter Birch

The right of Peter Birch to be identified as author of this book has been asserted in accordance with section 77 and 78 of the Copyrights Designs and Patents Act 1988.

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About the Author

Peter Birch has been hopelessly addicted to sex his entire life but has made the best of what society at large sees as a problem. During the ‘eighties, while yuppies were sporting their filofaxes and talking into mobile phones the size of bricks, Peter and his girlfriend were experimenting with the joys of threesomes, dogging and spanking. In the caring ‘nineties he and his wife devoted their time to running sadomasochistic cabarets in London’s more specialised clubs. Finally realising that he needed to earn some money, he took to writing erotica, and has been at it ever since, becoming a prolific novelist, mainly under the Aishling Morgan name, writing guides to kinky sex and dabbling in journalism. This collection features eight articles covering many of his favourite fetishes, each one the product of years of depraved behaviour.




What Is A Fetish, And Just How Strong Can It Be?

A fetish, the OED tells us, is an irrational and often obsessive reverence for a principle or thing, or in the erotic sense when a non-sexual part of the body, an object or behaviour becomes a focus for sexual desire. No boobs or bums, cocks or cunts then, at least not according to the OED. Most of the time, when people say they have a fetish all they mean is that they like something, boobs, bums, cocks and cunts included. But it can go much further than that, through ever stronger levels of desire, right up to a need so powerful that it becomes impossible to achieve orgasm without it, or even to enjoy sexual pleasure any other way.
There’s been plenty of research on the subject, but generally under rather dry, clinical conditions, doctor to patient, or researcher to subject, all too often when the fetish is seen as a problem, something to be cured. I wanted to look at it a different way, talking fetish as one happy enthusiast to another, using my thirty years of involvement with fetishism as a background and interviewing men and women who all take full, unashamed pleasure in their fetish needs, from the mildest to the most intense.
At the very bottom is the use of fetish as a fashion statement, privately, in advertising or by celebrities in an attempt to look edgy and sexy. It has given us some cute imagery, and sometimes that imagery may reflect the creator’s real tastes, spark new desires in others or pique the interest of real fetishists, but otherwise it’s pretty inconsequential. Beyond that is the use of fetish to enhance sex and give pleasure to others but without a driving need of ones own. My friend Samantha is a good example. Small, with plenty of curves and a soft, yielding look coupled with a submissive but slightly wicked sexuality, she is perfectly suited to school roleplay, a wet dream for the iconic English spanker. Her pleasure comes partly from the role itself, but mainly from giving pleasure to somebody else. Samantha –
“I do like playing a naughty schoolgirl, but mainly because I know whoever I’m with wants it, so it is sexual, only not so much for its own sake as because it makes me feel desired. The same goes for the uniform, because I like to feel the hem of my school skirt where it touches my thighs, knowing how short it is and that I’m likely to show my panties, not so much for the sake of it but because of what I know that does to a man who wants me dressed like that.”
She also takes more subtle pleasures in the role, not necessarily sexual. Samantha –
“When I was really at school I felt humiliated by being forced to conform, especially being made to wear uniform, so I enjoy the subversion of turning something used to keep me down into sex play. There’s a sense of nostalgia about it too, and I enjoy re-enacting a powerless situation when I’m in control, even the humiliation, which is real.”
I think it’s worth pointing out that although Samantha is in her mid-twenties the sort of school fantasy she enjoys belongs to a bygone era. Samantha -
“Oh, completely. It’s all about the ‘fifties, or how we imagine the ‘fifties were. All the men who’re into me want uniforms of exact colour and cut, so exact they prefer to supply them for me. They like big panties too, never thongs, and when they spank and cane me it’s usually part of a complicated ritual of humiliation and exposure as much as pain.”
Samantha enjoys playing a naughty schoolgirl but it’s only a fetish for her in the broadest sense. The men, and women, she plays with clearly have fetishes for both actions – spanking, caning, punishments and humiliations of every sort – and for objects – uniform, panties, uniforms exact in every detail – and often more than one at a time. That shows just how diverse and precise fetishes can be, and also gives the lie to the idea that somebody can only have one fetish, although I have found that the stronger a fetish is the more likely it is to be singular. I’ve also found that men are more prone to fetishise objects and women actions, but while that’s by no means always the case it’s well illustrated by my next two examples.
Matt has a middleweight fetish for bikini bottoms, in that while he finds the sight of a woman wearing them entrancing and has very specific preferences, he has little interest in them unless they’re being worn. Matt –
“It’s definitely a fetish. When other guys think of a girl in the nude I often think of her in nothing but a pair of bikini bottoms, or maybe under a short top so that her bottom and pussy just peep out under the hem, maybe pulled down to show everything, but always on. In my imagination they should always tie up at either hip. They should be big enough to leave plenty of cheek spilling out at the back, but not too small, and tight enough to show off what’s underneath, especially at the front. I love cameltoe. They should be bright red or a deep blue.”
That seems to me exceptionally specific even by fetish standards and I wonder if he knows why. Matt –
“I don’t understand why those details do it for me, they just do, but I’m fairly sure I know why I associate bikini bottoms with sex. I used to spend most of every summer on the beach, always surrounded by pretty girls in bikinis. There must have been hundreds, thousands, all with their bottoms half out of tight, colourful material. I remember a friend’s sister in a pink bikini, so small and so tight it was a wonder it could hold in those lovely big cheeks. I’d have died to have her sit on my face.”
I can see the appeal, but he seems to be missing out on half the fun and I ask why it’s always bikini bottoms and not tops, or full swimsuits for that matter. Matt –
“I don’t know. I like boobs as much as the next guy, but it’s just not the same. Perfection for me is a girl with a big round bum in a pair of straining bikini bottoms, tie-sided, red or blue. They’re no good on their own. I’m not the sort of guy who’ll wank off in with a girl’s bikini bottoms... well, okay, maybe if she’s just taken them off and she’s watching me, but I’d rather she kept them on and let me do it over her bum or in her cameltoe.”
By that point Matt seemed to need some time to himself, so let’s move on to Shelly, whose desire is stronger still but involves the way she wants to behave. Shelly –

“I always wanted to be a pony. The idea fascinates me and always has, long before I realised there was anything erotic about it. Then I thought I was nuts, only to discover the wonderful world of pony-girl play. You were the first one to put me in harness, so you’ll remember how enthusiastic I was.”
I do, vividly, especially how she used to love to show off, without a hint of shame. Shelly –
“I’m a total exhibitionist and I love to be the best. I’m always up for racing and shows, and getting all muddy too, anything as long as it fits in with being a pony. That’s what matters, being treated as a pony, whether it’s being fed sugar lumps by hand, given a taste of the whip, or being naked expect for my harness and just not caring.”
There’s no doubting the strength of her desire, but she also has a career and I wonder how she reconciles that with her fetish. Shelly –
“It’s a problem, yes. I can’t just be driven down the street pulling a sulky in nothing but a few strips of leather and some ribbons, more’s the pity. There’s a lot of trust involved and I wouldn’t play with just anybody, but if I’d kept my desires to myself and had never been a pony- girl it would be a lasting regret, and I’d still fantasise about it. I need it.”
Unfortunately many people do have to be circumspect about their fetish, even when it’s something not obviously shocking, as with “C”, who has a powerful fetish for gloves but prefers to keep that between himself, his partner and a few close friends, but then his desire is very strong. C -
“I delight in see