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LadyPact -> RE: Smelling boots (10/14/2007 11:07:47 AM)
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Ok, I'm in this kind of mood today.
(For those of you who don't know Me, that's My general disclaimer anytime I have something to say that isn't especially "intellectual" discussion.)
Here's the set up...... We stayed the night in Atlanta at the club. A last minute decision to drive up Friday evening (rental car, if you've seen My other recent posts), stay at the club, and go to DomCon Saturday. After showering and dressing Saturday morning, I thought why let the opportunity go to waste? In the time W/we had before the morning's first event, I tied My boy to the cross and had a good session with him. I'm in a bit of a sweat (not to mention a VERY good Top space) when W/we head off for a day full of vendors and lifestyle presentations.
Throughout the day, I'm still on My feet. Enjoyed some wonderful presenters. Spent quite a bit of time in the vendor's area, trying out the various toys on My boy throughout the day. (Which, btw, helps to keep My head, and other parts, in a fantastic space.)
In the evening, I figure, why not? Head back to the club to give My boy another good session before getting on the road to make the trip home. Around 11:00 pm or so, it's time to make the two hour trip back. I make the decision to change out of the corset and leather boots that I've been wearing all of this time, for a more comfortable ride. When the boots and thigh highs came off, My first decision is that My boy will rub My feet on the trip back. (My husband was driving, so it works.)
My boy pulled My feet up on him, and massaged them for some time. Then, I felt this sudden change. It was his breath on My feet as he had pulled them closer to his face. Keep in mind that I had already been in Top space most of the day, and had just finished a spectacular session with him before getting into the car. I was already turned on to the ninth degree. A few moments later, I felt the softest little kiss on the top of My foot. Followed by another and another. The next thing I knew, he was licking My feet and sucking each of My toes. I laid back, and just gave out these little moans of content pleasure, until My feet were completely cleaned. Yes, the thought crossed My mind that My feet were exactly shower fresh. They had been in leather boots and stockings all day. Didn't seem to phase him though. I just laid back and let him enjoy his work. What an erotic turn on this was for Me!
(To keep this post from becoming totally x-rated, I'm going to skip ahead a bit.)
Part of My boy's tasks today are the care of My corset, and leather boots. Personally, I think I'll take a shower.
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