Some of Her Footwear
» Prior Relationship
Shoes. Never thought much about shoes. Or boots. She certainly changed that.
Before she left Alexandra said she liked these. A wine-colored pair is awaiting her as a welcome home present. Cant think of anything to say that doesn’t sound too coyly slavish. I’m looking forward to seeing where her imagination take her.
These are pretty, not evoking a strong fetish response in me. I like seeing her wearing them. What happens then is up to her.
The moment I saw these I knew I had to buy them for her. They were to be her welcome to the US present. They were too small. The online merchant lied about their return policy and never sent me an RMA. As much as I hated to give them more money we liked them so much that I ordered a second larger pair.
These coffee-colored knee-high boots were equally irresistible. Happily she likes them even more than I’d hoped. They look lovely when she wears them. (Bought from Zappos, a footwear site I can’t recommend strongly enough. Though most of the shoes were bought from Amazon.)
I don’t have a knack for writing about clothing. What can I say, she always looks fetching in these ankle-high boots. While I really tend to think of them only as pretty shoes for a pretty girl I think they have the most exciting (i.e., most complicated) underside for licking.
These 1950s style heels suggested sweaty transgressive lust when I saw them. Even though I knew she didn’t particularly want red shoes I felt that had to be the color. Probably lots of images from old movies of women manipulating men with their sexual beauty. Not particularly D/s but the simple power of sexuality.
Strictly kinky:
Made for groveling before. There’s something about the expanding curve of the heels that thrills me. A pair I used during my failed attempt at shoe worship without her.
She didn’t ask for these. I wasn’t sure she’d like them at all. The straps just got to me and again for some reason the color had to be red. I guess I have to confess to having some trite desires.
I think we were drinking one night and started looking at boots on Amazon. A few weeks later three pairs of thigh-high boots arrived. They proved so cumbersome to mess with they’ve seen almost no use. Not that I’ll give up on my hopes.
The selection above is partly based on what I could find photos of. Most of what she has is black, a color that never fails.
