My new BootBoy was standing with me near my rack of slutty spike-heeled thigh high boots, and I had just informed him that I was going to tease him with all of them, showing off for him in each and every pair of boots I owned! We had been having a nice discussion about the seductive nature and feminine power of boots like mine, and we had each been slowly approaching the subject of exploring our mutual desires regarding our shared fetishes for kinky high-heeled boots...
And now, the time had come to seal his fate! I had picked out a particularly slutty outfit to begin our activities for that evening: a low-cut, black furry angora crop sweater, unbuttoned to reveal delicious cleavage from my titties barely held in place by my leopard-print push-up bra, and I had on a short, leopard-print miniskirt. To complete this little ensemble, I had selected one of my favorite pairs of thigh-high boots...they were black leather, with 5" heels!
As usual, I had put on a sexy collection of gold jewelry, dangly-charm necklaces, hoop earrings, sparkly bracelets, and a diamond and gold belly-chain belt. I had also applied lots of hooker makeup for him: black cat eyes, long eyelashes and mascara, rosy red cheeks, and dripping red wet lips.
In addition, I had teased up my long, golden blonde hair wild on top of my head and styled it into long, fluffy waves and curls down my back. This appearance would serve perfectly to attract his attention and arouse his desires...and soon he would be MINE, if he wasn't already! In fact, judging by the bulge in his pants I noticed as I displayed myself for his visual pleasure, he was definitely becoming mine for the taking!
Now, as I had already informed him, I intended to show off each and every pair of my slutty boots for him that night, and I was being somewhat naughty by starting with the black leather ones, which were one of my most wild and wicked pairs. I had already told him to select a pair that he found to be the most appealing, and he had gravitated toward the pair that was at the end of the rack, the only pair that could be considered even sexier than the ones I was wearing.
They were a shiny black PVC material, with 7" spiked metallic heels and a high platform. They were absolutely wild looking and wickedly dominant, and he had no idea what cruel little tease and denial activities I planned to explore with him while wearing them...even I had not begun to formulate the little games we could play with those ones yet!
In any case, I decided to show off the current pair of black leather boots I had on for him for just a little while, just to give him a little taste of what the end of his evening of boot enslavement might be like, and then I intended to start over at the beginning with the white ones I wore the night he met me.
I had the boot rack arranged by color, starting with white, then pink, then red, then a few animal prints, and then the black leather ones, and it was my plan to move right down the list. Each pair of boots represented different feelings of eroticism and arousal, with each one getting hotter and hotter, finally ending with the deliciously wild and wicked shiny black vinyl!
And so it would be with him...I could start slowly, innocently attracting him and toying with him while wearing the white ones, then becoming more feminine and playful with the pink ones, start getting him really hot with the red ones, and then make him wild with the zebra print and leopard print ones...and then, I could take complete control of him while wearing the wicked shiny black vinyl ones!
Images were already coming together in my mind of how I could tease him with each and every pair, and I could feel my heart pounding as I imagined the way this night might end up!
Anyway, I came up with the idea to tease him with the black leather ones first, show them off for him to make him want them, but not let him have them. Then I could go back and start at the beginning, putting on the white pair and slowly beginning to allow him to explore his kinky desires to worship them! I could then slowly lead him along farther and farther into his own erotic needs, getting him hotter and hotter along the way, and then finish him off with the shiny black leather ones. And as I said earlier, I didn't really have any specific idea as to where this would end up, but somehow I knew I could feed off of his desires and things would fall right into place!
And so, to start things off, I told him to follow me back into the living room, and I strutted proudly along in front of him, gyrating my hips and wiggling my ass with each deliberately brazen step I took. I could sense his presence behind me - he was following me without question - and it felt wonderful to know how much power I already had over him. I knew full well that it wouldn't be long before I was going to own him...completely!
I led him over to the couch and stood several feet away from it, and I simply pointed at it without saying a word. He sat down obediently in front of me, and I grinned as I put my hands on my hips and looked down at him.
I slowly began moving my hips back and forth from side to side, shifting my weight from one leg to the other. He held my gaze, looking deep into my eyes for a moment, and then his eyes glanced down, quickly peeking at my entire body and then looking back up again. This was a cursory inspection, and I intended to encourage him to pay more attention to all the little details of me...
"The first thing I'd like to do to get us started, my dear, is to put on a little show for you, okay?" He simply nodded, already feeling a little shocked that I was being so bold, so outrageously indulgent for him. But I could already sense his submission, and absolutely loved the way he was immediately playing along with every detail of my newfound kinky power over him!
I could sense the amount of control I already had over him, and I knew full well that I could have my way with him now, that he would obey my desires and whims, and that I could make him do my bidding!
So I turned very slowly to one side, looking away from him for a second and posing for him by thrusting my chest out and bending forward a little at the waist, causing my ass to protrude backward slightly. I looked back at him and saw that he was admiring my upper body, and his eyes lingered on my big titties protruding out from the soft black sweater, and then his gaze moved slowly down my stomach and waist, focusing in on my ass for a moment or two.
He then looked back up at me, and I smiled, holding his gaze for a second, and then I glanced down at my boots. When I looked back up at him, he was looking down at them too, as though me looking at them gave him permission to do the same. I didn't mind this at all, in fact, it was fascinating to observe the way he was admiring me, following my lead while still being patient and respectful.
I was getting such a thrill from all of this! I had never felt such power before over a guy before, and a rush of excitement flowed through me as I came to an even deeper realization that he would do whatever I said, whatever I wanted, just for the opportunity to explore his desire for me and my sexy, slutty boots! And I knew that as much as I liked it, he liked it even more, and I could tell by the way he was acting that this was a very erotic experience for him!
As he watched, I took a small step forward, then another, and I slowly began taking little baby-steps, rocking my hips from side to side and letting my arms sway back and forth daintily. I spun around and strutted back the other way, passing right in front of him, and I watched as he ogled my boots, his eyes moving down the length of the black leather around my lower thighs, down my calves, and toward the spike heels under my feet.
His gaze moved back up the boots, slowly back up over my entire body, and as he looked into my eyes, he had this look on his face, unlike anything I had ever experienced with a guy. It was like he was seeing something he had never seen before, something that fascinated him greatly, and something that he truly desired...and yet he was somehow embarrassed by something too!
