Killer Heels are a must!

If there’s one thing my slaves love, it’s the sound of my heels clomping on the floor as they imagine me slowly walking around them. They love to kneel, naked, and fine-tune their hearing for those unmistakable menacing steps  of me circling my prey. Each time my heel hits the floor, their cocks throb more insistently, until they are literally begging to be allowed to worship those beautiful sexy heels.

I enjoy it too. I’ve always had a fondness for killer heels, the higher the better. I can seldom walk past a shoe shop without going in and purchasing a pair. I live for shoes. I live for sexy shoes. I’m at my sexiest, most alluring, most dangerous in my sexy heels. I prowl like a cat, enjoying the way they make my legs feel, the way they sound as I walk and the euphoria it gives me to have a slave worshipping them.

I guess you could say, because of this, I have a shoe fetish. Not in the sense that I want to lick and kiss heels. Oh no. That’s not my job. That little task is reserved for those who are worthy. But it doesn’t matter how depressed or down I feel. As soon as I put on a pair of heels, my mood is instantly lifted and the sexual creature comes out to play.

One Response to “Killer Heels are a must!”

  1. Awesome blog!

    I thought about starting my own blog too but I’m just too lazy so, I guess Ill just have to keep checking yours out.

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