Posts Tagged “heel worship”
You’ve been excited for this, haven’t you?
It’s been a while since you’ve had a good face slapping, hasn’t it?
(fingers in mouth)… (toes in mouth)… (heel in mouth)
Is that rough in your mouth?
(spits in his mouth)
(him sucking your fingers)…
If you’re good, maybe I’ll stick my cock in you later and stretch you out.
I like making you hurt for me.
Nothing else matters when you’re hurting for me, does it?
I like watching you endure for me.
Look at how nice I’m being.
(slaps face with gloves on)
Smell that leather.
(steps on cock)
It hurts, doesn’t it?
But you endure for me anyway, don’t you?
Are you gonna cry for me?
I like watching you put yourself through things that are difficult.
It shows me how devoted to me you are.
Even when it’s as simple as being on your knees.
I love seeing your devotion to me.
It’s so easy to see it when you push yourself through pain.
See that? That is true devotion.
Pushing yourself through trials and tribulations. That matters more than just about anything.
Click, click, click. The sound of the high heels on a cold tile floor, representing your impending doom. You’d better not tremble, as that will just make it worse for you in the end. Click, click, click. Closer and closer. You get a whiff of freshly polished leather. Your Mistress’ new thigh-high Blahnik boots look stunning, like poured liquid over her creamy flesh. “You’re eager, aren’t you?” she asks with a bemused laugh as you groan on the floor, waiting… squirming… panting… The collection of fabulous Louboutin pumps adorning the fireplace behind you set the mood for what is about to take place.
“Click. Click. Click.” states your Mistress, mimicking her boots as she paces around you like a cat stalking her prey. “So sharp,” you murmur with delight and anticipation. “They are,” she replies with a purr. Click, click, click. “Lucky for you, the floor is getting boring to tread upon.” You groan and shudder with delight at the idea of where this is going. “Mistress, you are so beautiful, ” you murmur. Your Mistress slinks past you again and with a smirk of delight and sadistic glee replies “And don’t you ever forget it.”
After a very pointed pause and a devious smirk, she steps towards you with ferocious intent. This can only mean one thing, she is about to crush you into the floor beneath her. Can you endure her weight?