Friday, November 28, 2014

The Shoe Fetishist

A Story by Goddess Mesmerisa



  The Mistress couldn’t find her shoes 20 minutes. They were the official shoes to her clothes for the evening. It`s time her guests to come soon and she is not yet ready. Damn! Where are these shoes?
-          Slave! – she called.
-          Yes, Goddess.
-          Is everything ok for the party?
-          Yes, Goddess.
   Her careful look passed everything. Yes, it seems everything is ready. It`s so clean everywhere. The flowers…the candles…the food…the drinks…It will be just a perfect party.
-          This slave is really a perfect maid – her smile was happy. – Now let`s find these shoes.
   The bathroom was the only place she has missed to look at. It`s the last place for the shoes to be. But…anyway. Let`s look.
-          Slave! – Her voice became mean.
   The slave was laid curved at the corner of the bathroom. He was hugged the shoes tighly with the both hands. Yes…these shoes were so lovely… He kissed them again and again…and these heels…so adorable. He just couldn’t stop kissing and kissing and kissing.
-          So…so…somebody will be punished –the mistress said slowly.
   The slave looked at the floor ashamed. He trembled without to dare to do whatever else. He knew that he deserved to be punished. What will be this time? Her mind was so evil.
-          Put on the shoes  -was the order.
-          Yes, Goddess.
   He wasn’t imagined this even is his wildest dreams. Theese shoes! Her shoes! The shoes that were touched by Her precious feet! Is it possible to get a reward instead of punishment?
-          You will wear them till tomorrow – was the addition.
-           No, no, Goddess, please , I beg you, don’t do that to me- the slave kneeled and cried.- I cant wear these lady`s shoes.
-          You can wear them and you will wear them.


   The slave tried to stand up and walk. What a pain!
-          Of course, you will serve the party this way. O, don’t cry, little bitch…you are so pathetic!
-          Yes, Goddess.
   The terrific evening was so long. This party! He didn’t feel his feet any more. But he needed to be careful, to serve Her guests. With smile. With gratitude for this torture.
-          Do you notice the new shoes of my slave? – asked the mistress.
-          Yes…oh…yes – the guests replied. – Is he a sissy?
   So humiliating! They talked about him at such manier they talk about the weather or the furniture. Is he a sissy? Does he dreams about being a woman? Does the mistress use a strapon on him? Does he suck a real cock? 
-          Let`s make some  pics – somebody has made some pics of the slave with a smartphone. Pics!
-          So cute – the mistress laughed. – We will expose them everywhere!
   The slave felt on knees terrified. All laughed so loudly!
   Finally! The fucking evening was ended. They were alone again…just he and his mistress…his Goddess…his Superior Lady…his reason to exist.
-          Good night, slave – the mistress said.- Don’t take off the shoes at the night.
-          Yes, Goddess. Thanks, Goddess. Sweet dreams, Goddess.
   She slept. So intimidating and beautifull even then.
   The slave approached the bed and carefully unvealed her feet Then touched them . Then rubbed his face to them. Mmmm… Then tenderly took them in his both hands…The left one…the right one. Then put his lips on them. His tongue. Started to suck each finger. Mmmm…
   He has massaged them slowly.  He felt them –so warm and sensitive. Ah…please, please, Goddess, don’t  open your eyes, keep sleeping. He looked at her from time to time to assure that she will not awake. He heard her sounds of pleasure…she dreamed…she dreamed.
   Sweet dreams, Goddess.

   The mistress opened her eyes.  It 1was such a wonderful morning! Something was happened tonight at her dream…something exciting. As usually, her slave was waiting on knees near her bed –with a cup of coffee.
-          Good morning, slave.
-          Good morning, Goddess –he whispered.
-          Your punishment is over. You can take the shoes off.
-          Goddess, I beg You…I humbly beg You…let me wear them today too.
-          Slave?!
-          I was bad tonight. I deserve to be punished. May be even more hard.
   She looked at him without to understand.
-           I beg You, punish me…punish me.
-          We will discuss it later –she replied and left.
   A light smile appeared at his face.

No comments:

Post a Comment