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Stilettos or Thigh high boots – they look so sexy – shiny leather, laces up the front, you love the way they look on me.

I see you watching, turning your head away every time I glace at you. I look at you and ask you if you like my shoes.

I cross my legs and point the toe of one foot towards you, rocking my leg back and forth.

You stutter and tell me you do. I lean over and whisper in your ear, asking if you would like to worship my feet, you hang your head and whisper back “Yes Mistress”. There is one thing you need to know first, I call these my cruel shoes, you ask why – I tell you that you will find out soon enough

I get up from the bar and walk towards the door; you pay the tab and follow. I can feel you watching my ass as I walk. Your jeans getting tight as your bulging cock strains against them. Sliding into a lyft, I give the driver an address and off we go. You sit quietly, watching me, as I slowly slide my hand down my calf and around my ankle. Is that your mouth watering?! You ask again, why they are called cruel shoes, is it because of all the work it takes to put them on and lace them up? Is it because of the high 6 inch stiletto heel? I laugh and tell you that while it might be an effort to put them on, it is well worth it.

I wrap my hand around the back of your head, the taxi driver watches in the rear view mirror as I push your head down to my feet and order you to kiss my shoes. Taking the heel in your hand, you place kisses on the pointed toe, working your way up to my ankle and moving towards my calf.

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