O/our Shoe Fetish Dance

 

 

Christian Louboutin - Daffodile Pony Zebra

My latest acquisition!  I decided to take My bitch off his leash and take him on an outing to the mall.  I tried on shoe after shoe after shoe after shoe.  What a delight it was to put him to work.  he worked up a sweat placing each pair of shoes on my feet... then taking them off... then on to the next pair.  W/we must have gone through at least two dozen pairs of shoes yesterday.  And in between My salesperson fetching shoes from the back room for Me (ah, yet another slave to be had), bitch would proceed to give Me a foot rub.  I love to have My feet worshiped and I believe bitch loves to worship My feet even more.  But the most thrilling aspect of it all, were the voyeurs that surrounded us from a short distance - stretching their necks to watch, some doing a double-take and a few others even doing a triple-take to watch O/our little "shoe dance."

I have been posting "Shoe of the Week" for several weeks now but I'd like your thoughts/comments on that part of My blog.  Would you like Me to continue to post "Shoe of the Week" or scrap it altogether?  Please leave a comment and let Me know.

As always... stay kinky.

Lovingly,
Ms. Sophia

Happy Birthday, Bitch! Part 2

My bitch stopped by the next evening to show me this. So, I gave him more!

Now that the extended festivities of My bitch's birthday weekend are over and he's - sort of - had time to recuperate...

Let's just say I left his ass on fire... for several days!

My toys of pleasure and pain were used with lovingly fierce strokes and intentions.  After stopping by Sunday evening to show me his so-called "battle scars," I felt that I didn't do him enough justice over his birthday weekend.  I mean, after all, one's birthday is a special occasion and something to be remembered.  Right?  So... I took to his ass again!  When will this pitiful little bitch of Mine learn his lesson?

Anyway, his birthday weekend started off with Her and his bikini waxing appointments.  I thoroughly enjoyed Mine... bitch, not so much.  Then it was off to dinner at one our favorite trendy restaurants in Hollywood and later on drinks at a cozy little spot.  The rest of the weekend he spent being bound, paddled, caned, pricked, prodded, poked, had hot wax slowly dripped upon him - everywhere!, received bout after bout from My riding crop, led around on collar and leash, teased with tiger balm, felt the use of My vampire gloves, smacked with a ruler, felt the "tingling" sensation of a "zipper" (one of My favorites), and teased and denied endlessly. 

My bitch's birthday is so close to Valentine's day, that I only felt it appropriate to continue showing My love and locked him up.

And, all of this done from the bottom of my heart.

Happy Birthday to My bitch!

Lovingly,
Ms. Sophia