I had slowly building up my BootBoy with some ongoing fun and games, but now it was time to start getting kinkier! So far, in tonight's little boot-teasing activities, I had mostly been showing off and letting my BootBoy do relatively tame things to my boots, like touching them and kissing them.
Of course, this fun had been preceded by lots of brazen and shameless displays of myself and my boots for him - strutting around, making him follow me on his hands and knees and playing little games like ordering him to come and get them but then denying him...this had proven to be very enjoyable for me, and for him too, even though he had not been afforded the pleasure of really doing what he wanted to them.
But little by little, that was about to change! My first two outfits for the evening had been a white one and a baby pink one, with boots to match, and my behavior had been relatively sweet and nice, even though I was being somewhat cruel in my tease and denial of his desires. Ooo, the yummy contradictions of those two things!
And at the end of my last little boot-tease, I had used the toe of one of my shiny pink boots to touch his erection inside his pants for the first time. After all the showing off and touching and kissing of my boots, having me finally touch his sex organ was very exciting for him, even if it was being done with it still in his pants...
But as I said, now it was time to start getting kinky...well, kinkier, that is!
I had left him in the other room as I marched back into my dressing room, and I was going to select an appropriately HOT outfit - this time, it was going to be bright red. I selected a red and black push-up bra, and put on a sexy red angora button-down crop sweater, very similar to the other white and pink sweaters I had worn that night. It was very short, and only covered the top half of my torso, leaving my waist and tummy bare. I wrapped the sweater around my breasts, which were being pushed up and together by the sexy bra, creating wonderful cleavage, and I only buttoned the bottom two buttons, leaving my cleavage very exposed. Sound familiar?
I then selected a shiny red micro-miniskirt and slipped it on, and I still had on the required shiny gold jewelry - earrings, bracelets, dangly necklaces of different lengths falling down between my boobs, and a sparkly gold heart belt. And then, I picked out a fabulously sexy pair of shiny red boots, with platforms and a slutty 7" heel.
I fluffed up my sexy long blonde hair, and painted my juicy lips with glistening wet, red lip gloss. I really looked like a slutty blonde hussy! I then posed for myself in the mirror, fussing over my top and skirt for a moment, and when I was satisfied with the details of my appearance I pranced back into the living room where my BootBoy was faithfully waiting.
"Hello there, BootBoy!" I said gleefully, strutting confidently toward him and posing for him with my hands on my hips as he sat on the floor and looked up at me hungrily. "Things are getting exciting now, aren't they?" He just nodded and smiled, and I pointed down at my sexy red boots and continued, "Now, feast your eyes on these red boots, BootBoy, and tell me what you think! Do you like them??"
I started to strut back and forth in front of him, spinning around to face away from him, looking back at him and lifting up one of the high heels, showing it to him, saying, "And just look at these sexy high heels, BootBoy! You wanna do naughty things to them, don't you!"
He just stared, unable to respond, still quite overwhelmed by my brazen indulgence of his desires. Being so openly confronted by his fetishistic boot-needs was still very new to him, and I just loved the way I could overload his senses with my boots!
I decided to get right to it, and I turned around to face him, took a few steps back for added effect and practically shouted, "Come here!" He ambled over toward me, and I leaned against the wall to keep my balance and lifted one boot up to him, sticking it right in his face. This time I did not deny him as he kissed the toe repeatedly, but then I pulled it away and sat down on the couch, ordering him to come with me and kneel in front of me.
"So...I know you want to do other naughty things to my boots, don't you!" It wasn't a question...it was more like an accusation.
"I...I..."
"And we haven't talked about what those naughty things are yet, have we?"
"No, we haven't!"
"Would it surprise you to know that I think I have a pretty good idea as to what those naughty things might be??"
He just looked at me, not sure what to say. His kinkiest boot-desires were right on the tip of his tongue, and even though I had been teasing him quite deliciously with my white boots and pink boots so far, we had focused on only his tamer interests, like being made to follow me around on his hands and knees, and then being allowed to hold my boot in his hands and caress them. Then he had let him start kissing them, but each of these favors was preceded by extensive teasing and denying.
Like I said, even though I was indulging him in these naughty behaviors, so far we had not proceeded into any more overtly sexual acts involving my boots, and I was enjoying the process of drawing out his enslavement, leading him excruciatingly slowly into his inevitable fate. And the way I was doing it, encouraging him to try to do what he wanted, but then denying him the privilege, was leaving him feeling like every little tidbit of my boots I granted him was a delightful sexual gift!
But now it was time to heat things up to a boiling point, and I just sat there and crossed one leg over the other, dangling the foot of my boot up and down. He eyed it hungrily but did not move a muscle, and I loved the fact that he was taking nothing for granted, that he was waiting obediently for me to allow him whatever favor I might decided to give...
"You DO like these sexy red boots, BootBoy!" Again, it was NOT a question...
"Yes!"
"What do you like about them?"
"Oh, Mistress...I love how shiny they are!"
"And the color?"
"Yes - I love red, it's so hot and sexy..."
"Feast your eyes!"
"Yes, Mistress!"
I continued to bounce the boot up and down while he watched, and I noticed the way his mouth hung open. I just sat there and waited for him to lose control of his impulses, wondering if he would reach out and try to touch it. But he didn't. So I decided it was time for a little encouragement.
"You wanna touch it?"
"Yes!"
"You sure?"
"YES!"
"Go ahead!"
He slowly reached out with both hands, reaching toward the bottom of my sexy boot, but I lifted it up, evading his approach, and he slowly followed as I moved the boot around, side to side, up and down, to keep it out of his grasp. This game was becoming quite familiar to him, and he dutifully played along, slowly following my boot as I led his hands round and round in circles. It was delightful to watch!
Finally I let him have it, and he cradled it softly in his hands, letting his fingers run all over it before moving around to the kinky spiked heel. I lifted it away again, holding it up in the air so he could see the heel...I knew this was of particular interest to him.
"You like the high heels on these boots?"
"YES!"
I looked at them longingly, moving it round and round. "My, my, they are VERY sexy, aren't they?"
"YES!!"
"They're even higher than the other ones..."
"I...I love them!"
"You do???"
"YES!"
"You wanna do naughty things to them?"
"YES!"
"Like what?"
He hesitated...and I just held the spike heel right in front of his face, bouncing it up and down, taunting him with it, daring him to tell me what he wanted. But he wouldn't...he was just too embarrassed, so I figured I'd have to coax it out of him some more...
"You wanna kiss those spike heels, don't you, BootBoy?"
It was such a great question, and I just loved asking it, particularly because I knew what the answer was, but he was too embarrassed to say it himself. He looked into my eyes and I smiled back at him, continuing, "It's okay, sweetie, I know you want to, now tell Kitty all about it!"
He paused a few more seconds, then practically exploded as he burst out, "YES! I wanna kiss your high heels!"
"What else does my naughty little BootBoy want?"
"I...I..."
