This clip contains a shoe role play where I decide which heels to wear on a night out. Teasing the viewer, I model a collection of heels by trying a pair on, walking around in them & taking them off. The story is fiction based where I converse with myself and reminisce about a relationship I have with a person who has a foot fetish. I am by no means a writer in the slightest but rather enjoy creating fantasies and getting lost in the moment :) You could consider me just another gal who admires the foot fetish community & who has a few fetishes herself. Can you guess what they are? I hope y...

This clip contains a shoe role play where I decide which heels to wear on a night out. Teasing the viewer, I model a collection of heels by trying a pair on, walking around in them & taking them off. The story is fiction based where I converse with myself and reminisce about a relationship I have with a person who has a foot fetish. I am by no means a writer in the slightest but rather enjoy creating fantasies and getting lost in the moment :) You could consider me just another gal who admires the foot fetish community & who has a few fetishes herself. Can you guess what they are? I hope you enjoy xo.

Part 1.

It’s finally Friday night and after a long week at work I'm ready for a night out on the town with the ladies. We were supposed to meet up at our usual spot by 7:00 but I am running late. As I walk into our room I see that you have left something for me prior to leaving for your business trip in New York. I immediately smile. I see you have picked out a couple of your favorite heels and tell me to choose a pair to wear out. This is something you would do since you have always admired my taste in heels. I miss you already. I decide to keep on the same outfit that I wore to work earlier...A simple black long sleeve dress that hugs onto my curvy body in such a classy way.

My feet are hot & sweaty after being inside of my ballet flats for the past 8 hours but I don’t have time to let them breathe since I’m running late. I can be indecisive on which heels to wear since I love them all. I need a personalized shoe keeper with me at all times so when I decide to change shoes, my keeper is there ready with my next option. I've mentioned this before and I remember you laughed and said, "Don't look at me gorgeous, my job is to worship those lovely feet yours. Not be your shoe bitch." Well a girl can dream!

You did a marvelous job picking out such great options. I feel like a vixen in the first pair as my ankles look like my feet's slave since the strap looks like a collar. The second pair, a devilish style with a wicket heel is any stiletto slut's wet dream. The more I walk around in my heels, the more I gravitate to wearing my boots.

I grab my thigh high fishnets and carefully put them on. I realize there is a hole in the left one, sigh...I'll have to pick some more up this week. As I slide the first boot on, my foot feels at home....Perfect. I have always been a bit of a boot whore gawking over Louboutin's or Tom Ford's latest trend. There's just something about how a pair of boots makes a woman feel so sexy, dominant, and mysterious. I always feel like the best version of myself in them. You came home once and found me in your underwear, a see through tank top and in a pair of black suede thigh high boots, dancing to an old 90's ska band mix tape. I was surprised you didn't break up with me right then and there...instead you decided to join me. Cheeky.

Attempting to seal the deal with the boots I chose, my zipper had thoughts of its own and decided give out on me... Well... Looks like I will have to figure out a different pair of boots to wear. Which pair will I choose...