For some women it’s shoes, for others, it’s handbags, for me, while I am not immune to the female attraction of such items, it’s silk scarves. To say I have a bit of a thing for them is an understatement; I currently have about 300.
I was given my first one by my Italian grandmother then I was 12. It is still one of my absolute favourites. Since then, they have been an almost ubiquitous part of my attire. If you have ever met me, then unless I was wearing a swimsuit/bikini, or it was some other situation where I was skimpily attired, then the chances are, I will almost certainly have been wearing one.
As well as being part of my wardrobe, since embracing my submissive side, my scarves also feature quite regularly in my sex life. They can be used to restrain me; binding my wrists and/or ankles. They can be used to gag me. They can be used to blindfold me, they can be used to choke me.
They also have another very practical use. Should Master C be particularly rough, the scarf can also hide the belt marks on my neck.
So, as you can see, the humble silk scarf can be very versatile indeed…