There are two types of college students, those that struggle to pay for college and those who do not. Sadly, my family was not in any position to help me pay for college. If I wanted to go, I needed to pay for it myself. First semester was tough. I lived in the dorm and ate a lot of ramen noodles. I had a job at a local sandwich shop which provided me just e...
Notes: This story is for foot worshippers and boot lovers. Specifically for admirers of women wearing shiny Hunter wellington boots and people who love to wear them too. ***** She strode down the busy streets, head under her large umbrella. The pedestrians she passed on the pavement, and the drivers in their cars, all had the same reaction. Eyes were drawn...
My uncle died long time ago, when I was a small kid, and I barely remember him. Aunt was left with their daughter, but never married again and rose her alone. Uncle was aunt's love from student days (they both studied Law, and became excellent lawyers), and aunt whole time was saying that uncle was her only true love in her whole life. Aunt was fighting all...
The setting sun lazily flashed and flickered off the final water jump. Caroline dug her boot heels in to goad her horse, Odyne, to complete the final jump. Before the ripples caused by the mud falling from the horses hoofs had reached the bank, she had crossed the line to what can only be described as polite, almost sympathetic applause. 'Bugger' she thoug...
It was just about time to finish off my BootBoy...on this particular occasion I had teased and denied him with each and every pair of thigh-high spike-heel boots I owned, and each was accompanied by a matching slutty outfit. We had progressed from innocent white, to girly pink, then to hot hot red, finally leading to the black fishnet and leather Dominatrix...
"So. You little fuck! you don't like my taste in music? Well I'm gonna teach you a lesson you won't forget." Fuck me she's not all there. What she doing? She was pulling on a pair of long P.V.C. Gloves. Where the fuck did that whip come from. WHACK! across the chest. "You." Whack, "Will," Whack, "Do," Whack, "As," Whack, "I," Whack, "Say," WHACK! Fuck me I...
Any guy would’ve taken notice. She was on the subway and looked to be in her mid-twenties. Full breasts contoured a red blouse beneath her open jacket. An above-the-knee skirt hugged hips and thighs. Spikes and dark nylons completed the outfit. But it was her legs and shoes that got my attention. And she knew it. In a subtle tease, she moved a foot and dropp...
"I am a puppy, I will be trained to be a dog. I am an animal, for all of my days. I live only to serve and please my Master." Over and over in my head, my silent mantra, the guideline of my life, reaffirmation of what I truly was inside. An animal wrapped in a woman's flesh, both and neither, a puppy-girl that longed to lick and howl and roll at a Master's f...
Day 4 I had taken Ms Marshall's advice and masturbated several times last night and this morning, not that I needed the encouragement after being breastfed by her. I was desperately excited for whatever lay in wait today. Was she going to give me a blowjob? Maybe I will get to cum all over her face like in a porn movie. Knock knock. "Come in." I hesitated...
Lisa had just got out of the car and boy was she dressed to kill. A short black spandex hot pants with a black bikini top and thigh high 5 inch black boots. She had the outfit on all day for the added effect and now she was going to be dancing in the boots for the next 8 hours. A friend she had talked to on AOL for many months was coming to see her dance and...