High Heel Worship Stories

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A Japanese Adventure Ch. 02

by Katiekatsman on Dec 3, 2019
Fetish

Chapter 2: Changes I was beyond excited. I couldn't believe I was staying in Kyoto. I was staying! So long to the good ole USA and everything I owned there. That would be a project for another time. But for now, at least, I was going to stay with the beautiful Meiko! (pronounced Meeko) As we walked through the maze of halls on our way out of the airport, I...

She Says, He Says...

by MistressLacy on Nov 20, 2018
BDSM

He: It's the thought and the anticipation that really do it ... clink, snap, ow, shit what next? She: sounds like heaven to me He: Damn this thing on my cock is really driving me nuts. You are not helping either. She: Why aren't I helping? He: Oh, come on, you know why, teasing me knowing I can't do anything She: Mmmm, works for me He: I bet it does,...

No Holiday at the Beach Ch. 5

by Saoadora on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

XII. Mistress returns The sound of voices stirred him from his partial slumber. It was Mistress Wendy, he noted immediately, with relief. Not a maid. But there were other voices. They sounded like those of the couple in the units adjacent to the Sundown units. "No, kidding, he does that?" he thought he heard from a female voice, not his Mistress's. "Well,...

Car Accident Ch. 02

by pedic7717 on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

2nd Day: Madame' s beauty bath & Party Next morning a bell woke me up. Probably the door, I thought. I'd better get down to see. I quickly dressed up and rushed towards the stairs. Then a harsh female voice made me stop. -Slave! Come here you miserable worm! It's Madame! I said to myself. I'd better go quickly. I rushed to my room, took her slippers with...

Filthy Slave

by justjv on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

I unlock the door to my apartment and slowly crack open the door, not sure of what I will find. You have been my slave in training for quite some time now, and although you typically obey Mistress's orders, dearly afraid of the punishment you will receive if you don't, on rare occasions the unruliness in you gets the best of you. Ah. And there you are. Still...

Blond Foot Queen and Bully

by profperverse on Dec 3, 2019
Fetish

The strip club was off the main drag of a small town area. I had frequented it semi regularly and had become enamored of a blond dancer who was slender and small breasted but had long legs and sensational looking pedicured feet. She wore open toed and open heeled pumps rather than the platform stripper heels favored by the other dancers. The club allowed the...

Amazing Matinee

by ten_amazing_touch on Sep 15, 2017
Fetish

The service manager at the dealership gave Gary the bad news. It would be 4 or 5 hours before his car was ready. He decided to kill the time at the mall instead of hanging around the dealership. It was close by and the day was pleasant, so Gary didn't mind the walk. He could think of a better way to spend a rare Monday away from the office, but it was still...

Executive Slave

by defiant_1 on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

In less than three hours, she'd gone from being an office temp to holding the whip hand over the company president. A bizarre turn of life-events led Paula -- utilizing her knowledge of certain men's needs to submit and of their fetish-related obsessions -- to turn her life around as she approached her mid-thirties. And now, as she worked the relatively meni...

Nylon Femdom

by BlkNYLONS on Sep 18, 2017
Fetish

This took place in 1964... A time when the fashion called for women too wear girdles, garters, and shiny ultra sheer reinforced heel and toe stockings, spike heel pumps/mules daily! A time when my fetish for nylons was young and in full bloom! A FANTASY STORY.... As she stood in her bathroom she could almost still feel his presence. Joan would know just...

Doll Parts

by dekucat on Sep 16, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

I walk into the room without knocking, but he doesn't look surprised. That's part of our routine; his lack of response, that sweet passivity I've come to crave. And my need, balanced precariously against his tacit acceptance of it. I stop and just stare at him. He's a work of art, this boy - sitting statue-still on the side of the bed, legs primly together,...