I’ll admit it. I can be a horribly shallow person. Looks are
important to me.
When it comes to submissive men, I often find myself in an
uncomfortable situation. While I can feel attracted to a man intellectually and
emotionally pretty easily, it is rare that somebody provokes a physical
response in me. I am not even talking about staring, salivating or, lo and
behold, getting turned on here. Oh no, I am just hoping for a flicker of
something only to find that most submissive boys I’ve come across do absolutely
nothing for me.
Of course, I don’t expect to be into everybody, but it would
be nice to be into somebody every now and again. Sometimes, I wonder if I am
too picky.
Ironically, this usually has nothing to do with the man’s
body weight, age, hair colour, skin colour, hair style or any other physical
feature. It’s the clothes that get to me in a bad way. Is it really that
impossible to find a man who cares enough about his appearance to actually put
some form of effort into his presentation?
I can’t shake the feeling that there is something wrong with
me. Is it unusual to lust after men who look good in a well-tailored suit? Is
wearing a clean pair of fitting jeans and a nice shirt really too much to look
for? Yes, I’ve already adjusted my expectations downwards time and time again.
Once upon a time, I dreamed of style and elegance, of a man
who would be elegant and dandy-esque, not necessarily in public, but in private
and just for me. I want a dapper gentleman who’d be fetching in a more formal look.
My dream boy would be interested in fashion and how he looks. He’d spend time
on finding beautiful outfits he’d look appealing in instead of purchasing lots
of ill-fitting fetish gear. Pictures from fashion shows actually get me more
worked up than porn could ever hope to achieve. Male fashion is so beautiful. Sadly,
only gay boys seem to agree with me.
I’d be all over a beautiful boy like that, if only I could
find one. The thing that puzzles me with this is that there are so many
submissive boys who are quite effeminate in personality and interests yet
somehow manage to dodge the topic of fashion entirely.
The ones that do care are usually the cross-dressers or those
into ‘forced’ feminisation, but seeing a boy in girl’s clothes, no matter how
fun, doesn’t usually get me hot and bothered. I know, this is probably a weird
thing to say for a girl who likes boys in corsets.
I should stop ranting before my brain implodes, shouldn’t I?
