I expect my shoe bitch to be intimately acquainted with each pair of heels I own. Not only should it be able to recognize them by name, but it needs to know each pair's scent, what the leather feels like on its shoe rag, and be able to pick out a shoe by sucking its heel! To that end, I decided to play a little game with my heel bitch. I selected three pairs of my favorite designer high heels, allowed it to sniff each one and then blindfolded it. If it could tell me which shoe I allowed it to sniff it would get to lick the inside. If it couldn't, it got the crop. And it got a lot of crop! Even...

I expect my shoe bitch to be intimately acquainted with each pair of heels I own. Not only should it be able to recognize them by name, but it needs to know each pair's scent, what the leather feels like on its shoe rag, and be able to pick out a shoe by sucking its heel! To that end, I decided to play a little game with my heel bitch. I selected three pairs of my favorite designer high heels, allowed it to sniff each one and then blindfolded it. If it could tell me which shoe I allowed it to sniff it would get to lick the inside. If it couldn't, it got the crop. And it got a lot of crop! Eventually it pleased me by naming the correct designer, but only after I allowed it to suck on the heels. It has a lot to learn, but I do enjoy strict training!