One common request I get from clients is to dress up in leather, be it just for the look or a full on bondage kink fest. I have a few different outfits I can bring along, not limited to leather boots, leather corsets and lingerie. You might asking, what makes leather so erotic?
We often see people wearing leather jackets, which themselves have become a sex symbol (at least if a man wears one). Think The Fonz from Happy Days and Link Wray (one of the first rock and roll stars, famous for The Rumble). Seemingly a man wearing a leather jacket with say a white t-shirt underneath gets the girls all hot and bothered. It screams rock and roll, and a rebellious attitude more than anything else. I guess us girls are supposed to like bad boys!
But what about deeper fetishes, such as seeing a woman clad head to toe in leather? After all, there are whole clubs based around it, especially in the gay scene. Leather is often associated with sadomasochistic sex play and conjures up notions of power and dominance. This is partly to do with the colour, as it is usually black, which is a dominant colour. Leather has particular moulding properties which make it fit very tightly around the body, making in essence a second skin. This creates an illusion of a perfect outer layer and reveals the subtleties of the feminine figure that regular skin cannot. Shiny black leather, when angled to the light in a certain way can highlight this even more. Perhaps this is where the expression skin tight leather comes from. Patent leather can feel very strong, yet smooth, aiding in the powerful dominatrix vibe.
In a quite environment, leather can make a subtle noise when the wearer moves around, contracting and stretching the material. This sound combined with a woman moving gracefully rather handily hits multiple senses at once. It’s as if music is being made with the material, defining a woman’s curves even more.
So there you have it, the reasons why you love leather so much. Well, what are you waiting for? Pick up the phone and let’s arrange to meet. You know you can’t resist the sight of me writhing in front of you wearing a leather corset.
