Tara’s Fetish Frustrations

Starstruck with Tara Star: Fetish Frustrations

So we meet again. This time we are taking a slightly different sort of journey. Usually we come together so that I might entertain with tales of my shenanigans and the hilarity that inevitably follows. Rest assured there will definitely be hilarity, but not because of a run in with a well known colleague.

Our adventure today begins and ends with my first and only attempt at the wild world of fetish porn. Most people watch and think, “How hard could it really be?” I myself often considered the possibility that it wasn’t too difficult, dominating all day seemed like a great idea at the time. But, unfortunately this is me we are talking about. I can find a way to wreak havoc in any situation.

I won’t attempt to bother you will the particulars, or bore you with minor issues. What I will tell you about is how absolutely ridiculous I can be when nobody is looking. I myself have to laugh at this one. Trust me, this is totally hysterical. And if nothing else, we shall all come away with a new found appreciation for those who bring us the fetish porn. Hair and makeup artists have saved my ass more than once. And on this particular day it was no different. They are the ones who make us look amazing in spite of what we did the night before. This case was no exception. After sitting a while in the chair, I emerged looking flawless, perfect, beautiful, in short, camera ready. That is until I was left to my own devices.

The nonsense began with a harmless trip to the ladies room. I had crotchless stockings to put on. Easy enough, right? Well, not for me. I ended up putting them on backwards, which caused a shift in my balance. Resulting in a stumble into the wall. Face first. My face came away, but my eyelashes stuck. To the wall that is. Trying to remain as professional as possible, because the show must go on, I did a quick check and returned to the set.

Thank god there are people around me who know what’s going on. As if the eyelashes stuck to the wall wasn’t enough, be reminded that the crotchless stockings were put on backward. I of course, had no idea. I don’t have a lot of experience with crotchless stockings after all. So, as we are about to roll, somebody realizes my situation and brings it to my attention, in between hysterical bouts of laughter. Me being used to myself, may have blushed slightly, but quickly recovered to continue our day.

That is, until the time came to use the riding crop. I, like everyone else, have seen enough horses and jockeys in my life to operate with the belief that I can use a crop. Ha! That was decidedly not the case. In an attempt to get “A feel for it,” I somehow managed to swat myself in the face. I think the bruise under my eye is fading now. How damn embarrassing?

The moral of the story, as there always needs to be, is a simple one. Never underestimate the complexity of fetish porn. It’s not as easy as it looks. And, I, should never forget, just how idiotic some of my adventures turn out to be. But ultimately, I’ve got lots of material for my book. “Wink wink”