Arielle Lane hobbles in her tight white stilettos. They're so snug, she can barely walk and regrets wearing them. Easing into a chair, she rubs her sore feet and gingerly removes the high heels off her swollen feet. Gasping, she slowly moves her tender toes trying to get feeling back to her footsies. The second pump is worse than the first and is almost stuck on her feet.

Crying, she massages her soles and tries to stretch her feet out. She stands to get ice and feels a new level of pain as she slowly walks to the kitchen. Ambling, her foot bangs a table and she doubles o...

Arielle Lane hobbles in her tight white stilettos. They're so snug, she can barely walk and regrets wearing them. Easing into a chair, she rubs her sore feet and gingerly removes the high heels off her swollen feet. Gasping, she slowly moves her tender toes trying to get feeling back to her footsies. The second pump is worse than the first and is almost stuck on her feet.

Crying, she massages her soles and tries to stretch her feet out. She stands to get ice and feels a new level of pain as she slowly walks to the kitchen. Ambling, her foot bangs a table and she doubles over in agony while hopping on one foot and holding the other. When she tries to put pressure on the damaged foot, it's unbearable.

After a long struggle, she hops to her chair and moans in pleasure while icing her angry feet. The blisters are forming and she's going to have a hard time walking for a long time!

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