We all figure out our predilections in our own ways. For some of us, it was something we watched or read as a child that woke up a part of our mind to possibilities untold; for others it was a person we met later on, someone who saw something in us we hadn’t fully understood about ourselves. For the two young ladies trapped together in this week’s release, it was an idle play at first - then a mutual recklessness, a delicious sense of being in a fantasy land away from the strictures they were raised to think unbreakable.
It begins so innocently. A game of cards; an exchange of dares. A revelation - Lana has thrown off her petticoats, taken her quarantine as an opportunity to experiment with something a little more daring. Pandora is more cautious at first - whatever will the landlady think? - but it’s not long before they’re both topless and skirtless, stripped to their stockings, admiring each other’s exposed breasts with a newfound, blushing desire.
This is not a story from our own quarantines of recent years, but still it feels familiar to us as this latest pandemic drags ever on. I’m certain there are people out there who explored new horizons during our lockdowns, too: who were spanked for the first time, learned an entirely new side of themselves, discovered the true depths of a friendship hitherto platonic.
I hope they had as much fun as these two, giggling and thrilling as they tie each other’s wrists and take a hairbrush to each other’s backsides.