How We Get Kinky with Panties
We’ve said it before, and we’ll say it again…anything can be kinky, and there are multiple ways to get kinky — with any single item. Thanks to inspiration from this week’s Kink of the Week (all about panties), we’re sharing ways we’ve gotten kinky with my panties.
Feel free to use or adapt these ways to your own kinky fun.
*Note: In this discussion we’re focusing on panties worn by anyone who identifies as a woman. Men wearing panties is a kink/fetish in its own way, but we haven’t delved into that (yet?).
The No Panties Rule
It began as part of our long distance relationship. “You’ll only wear panties when I tell you to wear them, babygirl.”
Oh gawd, it was such a kinky feeling on the days when the text came through. “No panties today.”
Sometimes the decision wouldn’t be made until I told him what I was wearing for the day or where I was going. A summer dress on the weekend? No panties. An important business meeting where I wore slacks and a jacket? No panties.
A dress or skirt with no panties always made me worry about getting caught. Which was kind of exciting. Going without during times when I was supposed to be my most vanilla self reminded me that I’m not at all vanilla.
These days, I rarely wear panties, and it feels completely normal. Putting them on is a strange feeling. But at the time, going commando was one of the kinkiest things I’d ever done in public. Which, by the way, makes it a great way to experience D/s in a public way while still maintaining your privacy. Assuming no one’s skirt goes flying up in a breeze.
Picking Out My Panties
It began when we were LDR, and it continues to this day. If I wear panties at all, John Brownstone picks them. When we were long distance, he would text me each day and let me know what to wear. Except on those no panty days, of course.
To make this work for both of us, one of my first tasks was to take a picture of every single pair of panties I owned and upload them into a shared DropBox folder. If we did this today, it would likely be Google Drive. Each day, he’d text me a picture with his choice. My job was to take a picture of me wearing them as I got ready for the day.
It was hot, and it was a connection.
These days, I wear panties infrequently. Sometimes I ask for panties because we live in Florida and crotch sweat is a thing. Sometimes he just wants me to wear them.
Occasionally I pick out my own panties, but only with his permission. And it comes with an extra task. I have to take a picture of myself once they’re on and send it to him. Yes, even when he’s simply in another room. Of course, these days, he knows those pictures will also go up on Instagram, too.
Panties as a Gag
We haven’t played this way in a very long time, but using my own panties as a gag turns me on just thinking about it. They’re always worn for a while first. He works hard to turn me on so that I get them damp, and they’re covered in my scent.
I might have to take them off and hand them to him. Or he might pull them down my legs while I’m bent over something. (That one is my favorite.)
Either way, he’ll use my loud cries — which he’s very carefully orchestrating — as the reason for the gag. They get stuffed in my mouth and now he works even harder to make me cry out and get me as wet as possible.
FUCK, it’s glorious! And it has been too long since we’ve played like this.
Being gagged still isn’t always easy for me because I panic (with actual panic attacks) if I feel like I can’t breathe properly. But as we’ve only done this game with lacy thongs, it has always worked well for us.
Of course that I can taste and smell myself adds a layer of desire and humiliation to the game. Since humiliation play is a kink of mine, I’m here for it. And really, it’s been far too long since we’ve done this in a scene.
Ripped Clothing
I’ve talked about ripped clothing in the past, but as it’s directly related to my panties, I’m bringing it back. When my lacy panties, especially thongs, begin to wear out. Or I, in all my usual clumsiness, tear the lace, he rarely lets me throw them away. Not immediately, anyway.
They go into a special pile, usually in his keeping, for whatever scene he has in mind. Another way to play that we haven’t done in far too long.
I know that when he tells me to wear “those” panties, he’s got something rough and tumble in mind. He’s going to rip them off my body. Maybe they’ll be a gag, or maybe they’ll dangle from my leg while he fucks or spanks the hell out of me. Frankly, I’ll take whatever.
Ripped lace is fairly easy (your results may vary) to tear compared to other clothing and fabric. The sound is satisfying, and the ferocity of the moment can send us each over into a very primal headspace.
Basically, it’s a fucking turn on, and another kinky fuckery thing we don’t do often enough, either.
Panties During a Public BDSM Scene
This isn’t so much kinky as it is A Thing We Do. When we go to a local club or BDSM dungeon to play, not only does he pick out my panties (of course), they’re always a thong. Technically I could get completely naked, as long as I don’t leave behind any fluids, but it’s a little too far outside my comfort zone.
Oh, I can take off my top and go braless, though you won’t see me parading through the club with no shirt. But having my vulva exposed to all those eyes is a step too far for me. So I wear panties.
I don’t wear briefs or “boyshorts” or anything that covers my ass, though. Even thin fabric can muffle the impact (at least in the beginning). And we both want my skin to turn as red as possible — and to be able to see it.
My ass is still completely exposed in a thong, but I feel like I’m covered up where I most want to be.
Once I put my clothes back on, I might take off my panties (with permission, of course) but I won’t take them off during the scene. They’re as much a part of our gear as the paddles and floggers. No public scene is complete without my panties.
These are the ways we incorporate panties into our kinky fuckery and D/s, but of course it’s not the only way. If you do something else, share below in the comments or talk to us on Twitter! And for more panty-related experiences, click the lips.
