Tag: Shoe worship

Indulgent Next Door Neighbor – Part II 5 (2)

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Indulgent Neighbor

neighbor brings a friend

written by Solestruck
 original source of the story was Unknown source

The next night I came back from the gym, and found a piece of cream pie outside my door with a little note taped to it. The note read, ‘Peppermint cream pie. Couldn’t resist when I saw it, and you don’t even have to lick it off my feet . . . unless you want to.’ It had a little smiley face at the end. I knocked on her door but no answer. I did not eat the pie. Too many carbs. She was away for the weekend.

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Indulgent Next Door Neighbor – Part I 5 (5)

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series Indulgent Neighbor

attractive neighbor with expensive shoes enjoys foot and high heel worship

written by Solestruck
 original source of the story was Unknown source

12/06/04 – True Story

Shortly after law school I took on a job with my state attorney general’s office. I was working in the corporations division, looking to maybe make some connections and land myself something on the corporate side down the road. As such I was willing to take the job even though it only paid $30,000 a year (that’s about $600 a week) as an entry level government employee.

I found a sweet little studio, emphasis on the word little, in the heart of the hippest neighborhood in the city. Cost was $1200 bucks a month so, after paying my rent and my school loans, I was living on take home of about $200 a week.  That had to cover clothes, food, utilities, everything. Needless to say, there was not much budget for entertainment. I did work part time at a gym, mainly so I could work out for free, but that barely paid for supplements.

My apartment was on the top floor of a four story building overlooking the trendy street. It was one of those set ups with posh retail space below, two buzzer locked doors to access the residential area, with one apartment on the first retail level, and two apartments with doors facing each other at each landing on the other three levels. The front side apartments were tiny studios. The rear side apartments were huge 2 bedroom apartments. Both types though had a small kitchenette type entry way, such that if you walk in, you are in the so-called kitchen and can almost touch both walls at the same time. There was a shallow counter, fridge, sink and shallow cooktop.

I noticed upon moving in that my next door neighbor had to be a woman since there were always all sorts of expensive shoes left on our tiny shared landing. A lot of pumps which she apparently wore to work. Names like Manolo Blahnik, Dolce & Gabbana, Jimmy Choo, etc. Each one of these was like a week’s pay for me as I later found out.

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High Heel Seduction in China 3.8 (14)

language class turns into a boot worship session

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

While living in China, I arranged to have a language exchange partner so that I could improve me Mandarin. My partner who turned out to be a good looking girl called Eva, about 1.66m, 48kg, (5-6”, 106lbs.) 5 years younger than me (I’m 33 she’s was 28y/o), she wanted to improve her English so it was a good match.

Things started well. We would meet in a local cafes and take turns helping each other with our non-native language. We would choose a language and then talk about all sorts of things, from weather and what we like to do, to more personal things. One night we were practicing her English and she mentioned she loved to go shopping.

“What do you like to buy?” I asked her. “Shoes and boots,” she replied. She then thought a moment as if trying to remember a word. Eventually, she made a gesture with her hand before resorting back to Chinese. “Gao gen xie.” I knew the word. “High heels you mean?” “Yes,” she said as if in relief to finally hear the words she had been trying to remember.

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My Goddess Cousin 4.2 (25)

A guy unwittingly explores his cousin’s dominant side one evening when she wears high heel boots

written by postanley
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I was exhausted when I finally got home on Friday evening. It had been a hard week with multiple tests and assignments due. Going out that evening was absolutely the last thing on my mind. But when my mom said they were heading to a dinner at my grandfather’s house, I had to join them.   I always  look forward to these family meals for one main reason: my gorgeous cousin Regina would usually be there. She was 20 years old,  a 5’11”  (1.90 m) beauty with long legs and an amazing figure.  She worked as a model – but only only part time as she finished her university studies.

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Asian girl 4.2 (20)

The author remembers a foot-fetish relationship he had with a female neighbor to whom he was truthful about his desires.

written by JD
 original source of the story was Submitted by a visitor

I used to live in an apartment complex in a medium-size Midwestern city. One day after work I was getting my mail out of the mailbox in the lower level of the building. While I was standing there an Asian female walked up and proceeded to get her mail as well. She appeared to be about 22 years old 5’3 about 100 lbs and very pretty. She was dressed in a short black skirt, black nylons, and 3-inch heels. Continue reading “Asian girl 4.2 (20)“

Becky 3.3 (9)

The author wrote a short story about a humiliating lady boss at the workplace who has introduced him to his new duty of spit shining her footwear.

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Submitted by a visitor

Becky was my superior in my first job. She’d joined about a year after me and my management was one of her responsibilities. I felt humiliated by her from the start as I had applied for the job myself but had not got it despite being more qualified and having more experience than her. She, however, was stunning and had an unbelievably sexy manner that turned men to putty. So it was her that got the job. And she loved the fact that someone more suited to the role was her underling. She would spend her days bossing me around and would call me ‘boy’ and ‘number two.’ i even once heard her laughing in the corridor about my name being number two as I loved to be treated like shit so the name was fitting. This was not true, although I must admit I did find being ordered around by someone so beautiful strangely thrilling. But up until one November morning, it was just a case of her treating me like a skivvy and nothing more. That was until we found ourselves alone in one of the store cupboards. Continue reading “Becky 3.3 (9)“

Late Night Train 4.4 (13)

The author wrote a well-written fantasy about an ordinary man being sexually humiliated and used by a beautiful young woman wanting to use him for some fun.

written by BITEME
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Author warnings:

This story contains some elements that might be considered racism. However, if you read it you will know the race is NOT the focus.

Also, the story is fiction inspired by some of my own true experiences.
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It is close to 2 AM. Lin stands uncomfortably in the packed subway. Being a grad student on a student visa and the only son of a poor Chinese family, he often stays late into the night in the research lab with the hope that his outstanding academic performance will one day land him a nice paying job and take some pressure off his parents. Unfortunately, that often means a general lack of sleep and social life. At 26 years old he belongs to the increasingly rare breed of men that have never dated a girl. Of course, his shy demeanor does not help, either. In any case, his current dilemma doesn’t involve any specific girl. Rather, it’s the rush of new year’s eve party-goers trying to get home. Combined with the sudden snow throughout the day, the train is unusually crowded.

The train shudders to a stop and the door opens. More people get on and the crowd pushes Lin in front of a line of seats. Obviously, all the seats are occupied long ago so the only thing he can do is just keep his eyes open in case anyone decides to get off. Looking around him it seems that he is surrounded by shit-faced drunkards that can barely tell where they are. That’s when he finally notices the beautiful woman seated right in front of him. She looks to be about the same age as him. Her perfectly clean face exudes a cold beauty like a classic Roman marble statue. She is wearing earphones and her wavy long blond hair drapes over her shoulders like something from an oil painting. The expensive form-fitting flare coat on her body doesn’t hide the sexy curves beneath it. Her right leg is crossed over her left in a feminine fashion. Her legs are covered in long black tights that end in a pair of black knee-high boots. The heels are about 4 inches in length and about 1 cm in diameter at the bottom. The few nerdy girls Lin knows in his life don’t dress like this at all so he is taking this chance to secretly get an eyeful. Continue reading “Late Night Train 4.4 (13)“

Ladies Night Out 4.3 (12)

A brutal fantasy about trampling by multiple women willing to inflict pain and damage.

written by The Penguin
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Chapter 1

Joe sighed as he thought about the bar where he took a job last month. It was Friday morning and he knew that he would be so busy, too busy to take a break and his boss was a bitch as well. She seemed to dislike him personally.

He always got the worst jobs like cleaning up the restrooms after someone “yacked on the phone or pissed everywhere”. It was a funny thing but the women’s washroom was always dirtier than the men’s. Jana always found something nasty for Joe to do but “what choice do I have?” thought Joe.

I want to go back to school to get my degree so I can get a better job, but this job will have to do for now as I have to pay my own way; dam my sister for using up all the college money. There’s none left for me.

Anyway, I enjoy looking at Jana; she had the biggest boobs and they were perky too, just like a 20 yr old, nice long legs too! And for some reason, Jana always wore high heels even though she was tall. About 6′ without the heels Joe estimated so he always had to look up at her when she ordered him about the bar. For some reason, this always turned him on. Continue reading “Ladies Night Out 4.3 (12)“

Amina 4.7 (15)

An erotic story about servitude of one slave to his mistress

written by L. S.
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Amina, half Greek, half Spanish, had an astonishing pair of large, dark eyes, and the blackest hair that John had ever seen. She was very tall – even though she was seated, it was obvious – and from his vantage point at a nearby table in the bar, he could see her long, muscular legs. They were, perhaps, the most beautiful legs he had ever seen in his life. They were fully exposed beneath the hem of her short, black skirt, and accentuated by being encased in sheer black nylon. She was wearing high-heeled lace-up shoes, elegant and expensive-looking, and these, by raising her heels three inches from the ground, highlighted the firm muscles in her calves and thighs. In retrospect, John felt that it was probably her shoes, more than any other factor, which caused him to do what he did next.

Most probably those elegant shoes. Nonetheless, it was debatable. Maybe it was those deep, Mediterranean eyes – in which a man could sweetly drown. Maybe the outline of her firm breasts under her tight cotton tee-shirt. Maybe it was the way the light was reflected along the edge of her nyloned stockinged thigh. Or maybe it was just because, after three beers, he was slightly drunk, hence not quite so shy and inhibited as usual. Whatever the reason, John Preston rose from his seat, walked over to the beautiful woman whom he had never seen before in his life, knelt before her, and kissed her feet. Continue reading “Amina 4.7 (15)“

The Worst Date 4.1 (7)

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

If you’re just an ordinary single guy going to a friend’s party on the weekend, the temptation to meet a female there may arise. Or maybe it won’t. It probably did for Jason Grant, too, when he went to Barry Ryder’s party on Friday night.

Oh, sorry, I’m rambling. Let’s take it slower. Jason Grant was a 25-year old single guy with a great life, something that’s rare for a single guy. He’s been divorced for 5 years, and he has no kids. His friend, Barry, threw a big party at his house on Friday and invited a bunch of his closest friends… not to mention many beautiful women!

The date was Friday, March 26, 1999. It was 7:10 p.m. and Jason was heading to his friend Barry’s house for the gathering. He pulled his beige BMW into the driveway, amongst the dozens of other cars in front of Barry’s house.

In the house, Barry and his friends were chatting, laughing, dancing to loud music, drinking, and playing games. The doorbell rang and Barry opened it to see one of his best buddies, Jason. Continue reading “The Worst Date 4.1 (7)“