Arielle Lane sits at her desk with her black pantyhose legs crossed and dangling her shiny black pump off her high arches. She's fixated on a mysterious hole that stole her coworkers shoe that was never seen again. Slipping off her high heel, she smells and strokes inside while thinking about how exciting it would be to lose a stiletto.

Walking down the hallway, she teases whatever lurks and takes off her right shoe. Arielle inhales the shoe deeply before holding it toward the hole and talking dirty. Nothing happens, until a web wraps itself around the stiletto and tugs. ... Show more