Licking Her Boots
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When Alexandra is away I avoid our bedroom until it is time to go to sleep. Then in the dark my body falls across the mattress into oblivion.
Today, doing some substantial home remodeling I went into our bedroom in the daylight.
There were her boots and shoes. As I learned about a year ago kissing them without her wearing them would mean nothing. Strongly as I wished I could incline my head and heart and rest my brow on her boots I knew that I had to wait.
What might leave me happier than her hand on my leash, leading me wherever she wished me to go?
In a couple of months she’ll be back. And again my tongue will enable me to express my adoration of her as she allows me to lick her boots.
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My mistress loves to chain me to the ironing board before handing me a huge pile of clothes to process while she reads a book. If she is feeling mean she will make me wear a feminine overall and tight high heel shoes which will have me in agony after a couple of hours.
Posted by: John/Joanna | August 31, 2006 5:27 AM
No question, Richard, licking Her boots whilst they arae adorning Her very feet is the most rewarding way of doing it.
But slaves and submissives that beg to serve cannot always be choosers, can we? So if one’s Owner pleases not to grace our lives with Her actual presence, we must make do with what we can.
If we reach the point of worshipping Her shoes for their own sake, and not because they are sacred by reason of being Hers, then we can begin to worry (She may have cause for concern as well)!
Boot licjer
Posted by: Boot licker | May 4, 2008 6:02 PM
Answered in a new post on the front page of this site.
Posted by: Richard | May 4, 2008 6:37 PM