Kitty Pimps Out Her Bootboy Ch 02

Author's note:

This is the second part of my story about pimping out my bootboy, and as described in the introduction, this part was written from HIS perspective. He wrote much of it but his work needed lots of corrections, and in fact, I had to send him back to the drawing board several times. When I was pleased with his work I took it from him and made many of my own detailed enhancements to the scene, so I hope everyone enjoys it.

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My name is Chuck, and I am proud to say that Miss Kitty has made me her BootBoy. That in itself is something I'm sure many of you would love to hear about, but right now I'm going to tell the story of how she decided to pimp me out to one of her sexy prick teasing girlfriends one time, just for kicks.

Kitty told me to head down to the mall one day and go to a particular shoe store I was quite familiar with. I had visited it on numerous occasions, since she had taken me there to buy her several different pairs of sexy high heels and kinky boots...but again, that's another story.

This time though, I knew she was up to something but I had no idea what, because she told me to go there by myself. But then, as soon as I walked in the entrance to the store, I saw this incredibly sexy girl sitting there. Suddenly things began to take shape, so to speak...

When I first laid eyes on her, this sexy-hot girl was trying on a particularly appealing pair of thigh-high spike-heeled boots, and I was instantly captivated. I watched as she slipped them on, pulling them up over her long legs, and I stared admiringly as she zipped them up...slowly and purposefully.

Then, when she stood up and started to strut around the place in those beautiful black leather boots, I could feel my breath quickening and my cock getting hard.

She was absolutely gorgeous, with wavy dark hair just past her shoulders and a body to die for. She had big, firm breasts, a trim waist, a plump, round bottom and long, curvy legs. Her classy white silk blouse was tight and low-cut, and she had on a black leather miniskirt that matched the boots she was wearing.

But the best thing about her was the all-too-obvious aura of confidence that was simply oozing out of her. The way she looked was part of it, but the way she moved and flaunted herself in those spike heeled boots was undeniably seductive, prancing around the store and moving from one mirror to another to pose and check herself out.

She seemed somewhat self-absorbed as she moved about, not paying an ounce of attention to the other customers, some of which were obviously ogling and admiring her. I've always been a sucker for women like that! Needless to say, I was hooked.

And I've always had a thing for boots like the ones she was wearing too. I have an undeniable need to worship them (and the girl wearing them), and my boot fetish has only intensified since Miss Kitty took complete control of me. Ever since she seduced me into becoming her personal, private, bootlicking teaseboy, I can't help but get excited when I see a sexy girl wearing boots like those! But again, I digress...

Anyway, I didn't know it yet, but this girl's name was Cheryl, and she was one of Kitty's cock teasing friends. Kitty had been telling her all about me, and little did I know that Kitty had promised to let her have me for a while, just to show her exactly what it was like to have a guy worshipping her in a pair of fantastically kinky boots!

So Cheryl just pranced around that store, proudly showing herself off for whomever might be watching. I couldn't take my eyes off her, and I was becoming quite lost in her awesome and brazen display of irresistible femininity.

But then, suddenly, she glanced in my direction and caught me staring at her. Oh no...

To my shock, she marched right over and stood right in front of me, confronting me visually with her hands on her hips and a stern look on her face. I knew I was in trouble. But that's all I knew, and as it turns out, there was much more to the situation than I imagined...

Cheryl didn't say a word, and I futilely tried to make it look like I was just there shopping. But I couldn't help glancing at her, and before I knew what was happening she simply strutted right by me, leaving me standing there.

Her hair flicked in my face as she tossed it over her shoulder, and I inhaled her seductive perfume deeply. The scent really made my head spin as I feasted my eyes on her sashaying out of the store and into the mall. Every inch of her was pure feminine sex appeal, but it was those boots that really captured me, and I wanted them...and her, bad!

Suddenly I snapped out of my trance when the salesgirl called out to me sweetly, telling me that my "girlfriend" was expecting me to pay for her boots today...oh wow, did that get my attention!

Buying a woman sexy boots like those has always had a powerful effect on me, starting with the feeling of taking care of her and being made to do her bidding, which caters to my submissive desires. But of course, it also excites me to think about being rewarded by her wearing boots like those for me.

So of course I took care of the bill, and to my surprise the flirty salesgirl even suggested that I come back and see her sometime...

After I left, Cheryl continued putting on a blatant display of her feminine charms as I followed her through the mall, during which time I could feel myself being completely ensnared and seduced. Watching her strutting around in those boots was definitely getting me excited, and I could tell that getting and keeping my attention like that was exactly what Cheryl wanted!

She went from one store to another, taking every opportunity to pose or bend over, sticking her ass out and teasing me visually. She wasn't even saying much to me, preferring to keep me close but also at a distance somehow, and I just fell for it hook line and sinker.

Occasionally she'd glance back at me and beckon me toward her with a slender, long-nailed finger, and then strut away once I approached. Or, sometimes she'd summon me but then put up her hand like a stop sign, halting my advances as I got close to her. And then she'd just smile at me and simply walk away, leaving me simply absolutely with desire.

Wow...the way she was acting, dangling me from her sexual string and controlling me like that was really turning me on! Of course, I obeyed her without question, playing along with her games and catering to her whims. Finally, after quite a while of this, she eventually made me follow her out to her car.

Cheryl really sexed up her strut at that point, wiggling and jiggling every inch of her body as she marched through the parking lot, making sure to increase the heat to boiling. And then she turned and faced me as she leaned on her red Corvette, and she reached out to give my cock a squeeze.

I was already quite turned on, and my erection had become an obvious bulge in my pants.

"Very good," she said sweetly as she gently inspected my manhood with her hand, "I see you are just about ready to come play with me. Now you be a good little bootboy and keep following me." And with that she turned and jumped in her car, leaving me to fumble with my keys. I practically caused an accident trying to keep up with her as she drove out of the parking lot!

As she led me through traffic, it quickly became obvious where she was taking me, and my heart began pounding as I realized she was leading me over to Miss Kitty's high rise apartment. Oh my god, what was about to happen to me?

Kitty welcomed us in, and she and Cheryl went in the other room to have girl talk. My face flushed with anticipation and I fidgeted nervously, not knowing what to do with myself. Cheryl's powerful display of feminine pulchritude in the mall had really put me in a highly aroused state, and now that I couldn't see her I was going wild with desire.

I figured she might be getting changed into something really sexy, maybe fussing over her hair and makeup, and also getting some tips from Kitty. Oh my god was I starting to go wild, and of course, I was simply dying to worship her in those fabulously kinky boots!

After a while, Kitty marched out of the back room with a mischievous smile on her face. She called out to Cheryl, telling her to have lots of fun with me, and she barely acknowledged me as she went out the door.

And then...then I heard Cheryl's sweet, feminine voice call out for me to come to her. "Oh, bootboy, come here my dear!"

I walked into the living room and there she was, sitting on Kitty's couch. And boy, was she ever dressed to thrill, wearing nothing but a sexy, black satiny teddy and those delicious-looking, thigh-high butter-soft black leather boots. Once again, she beckoned me to her, and I approached slowly, drinking in the luscious sight of her.

She had touched up her makeup, darkening her eyeliner, shadowing and contouring her eyes so she looked like a total sex kitten on the prowl. She had applied a blood-red shade of dripping wet lip gloss, and her hair had been fluffed and teased up wildly too. Oh wow, was she sexy...

She smiled when my eyes moved over her body and naturally fixated on her sexy boots, and I could feel myself getting more turned on as I stared at her very high spiked heels...oh those heels!

"Thank you for buying these sexy boots for me baby!" she cooed, adding, "Now it's time to reward you for being such a good little bootboy..."

She eyed me hungrily, licking her lips as she lifted one leg up, crossing it over the other and bouncing it up and down in a very alluring fashion that made me blush. My eyes continued to fixate on the sight of those wildly sexy spike heels at the bottom of her boots, and she glanced at me with a knowing smile.

"So," she said softly, "it's true! You really ARE a boot lover, aren't you!" It wasn't a question, so I didn't bother giving an answer. Instead I just stood there and stared at her as she spun her web of seduction around me.

She continued, "I mean, Kitty told me all about the little games she loves to play with you, but I simply had to see for myself! But now I see what she means - you really DO love looking at boots like these...and you really DO want to do all kinds of yummy things to them, don't you!"

Again, this was a statement, one which didn't need a response, so I simply nodded in agreement. And besides, I was simply beside myself with excitement, which was really interfering with my self-control. She seemed to like that...

Then she looked down at her high heel and rotated it round and round, glancing at me to see if I was watching...which I was. She knew she had me at that point. And the way she was confronting me about my desires was simply wonderful!

Cheryl's black teddy covered her full breasts just barely, leaving lots of their roundness and cleavage exposed, and she teased me by moving her upper body back and forth, causing them to sway and jiggle before my eyes.

She saw me staring at them, and she moved her hands onto them, lifting them up from underneath and letting them fall back down with a jiggle. And then she tweaked her nipples between her thumb and forefinger, pinching them gently and causing them to stick out right through the silky fabric of her teddy.

She wriggled her body around, letting me see more of her and giving me a fantastic view from the side, and my eyes travelled up her toned and athletic legs to her sweet, curvy ass, barely covered by the sexy lingerie. She rubbed her hands slowly down her sides, down onto her thighs and then down further, moving slowly over every inch of those kinky boots.

I just watched, transfixed, while my cock throbbed in my pants. I was in heaven!

She studied my responses to her carefully, and then her eyes fixated on mine, taking control of my soul...oh, those dark, beautiful, perfectly shadowed eyes, and her juicy red lips, just glistening and dripping wet. Everything about her screamed of enticement and pure seduction, and I was instantly captured.

I could really tell she was enjoying the way I was being so passive too, the way I wasn't making any moves, waiting for her to tell me what she would allow, and what she wouldn't...

Suddenly she opened her mouth, leaving me dangling for a moment, not saying anything as I waited to do her bidding. And then she ordered me, "Strip for me, Chuck!" Oh my god, that sweet but assertive tone in her voice was simply impossible to resist!

Of course, I obeyed, and my clothes fell in a pile around me - I don't think I've ever taken my clothes off that fast. She just smirked as she inspected my nudity, and then she turned to face me, spread her legs and stuck her boots out.

Without even thinking about it, and without even realizing I was doing it, I fell to my knees in front of her, simply needing to be close to those boots I wanted to touch so badly. Such an action could have easily been punishable, since she didn't command it, but she seemed pleased with my response as she looked at me.

Her smile grew into a confident grin as her eyes gazed down at my erection. It twitched and bobbed up and down as the blood pulsed through it, and she seemed to like the way it was behaving for her.

My eyes were moving all over her fabulous body right there in front of me, but after they danced all over every inch of her, my gaze fell down to those wonderful boots again - of course!

The soft leather going all the way up her thighs was so touchable, so appealing, and there was something about the way it contrasted with the sharpness of her spike heels...god they were so beautiful to me, so enticing and so powerful all at the same time.

"Do you want to touch my boots, Chucky?" she cooed. Her feminine tone was quite sweet, but there was an overwhelming sexual power in there that was undeniable...

"Oh, yes, Cheryl. Please let me touch them and kiss them," I answered, my voice trembling with excitement.

"That's MISS Cheryl to you, got it, slaveboy? And no kissies just yet, only touchies, okay?

"Yes, Miss Cheryl."

"Chucky , you are going to be MY bootboy today, and if I enjoy toying with you I am going to keep you with me tonight. I am going to tease you...and taunt you...and make you go crazy! And you..." and she paused for effect, licking her lips slowly and suggestively, "you are going to beg for my boots, beg me to let you cum, and beg to be my permanent prick teased bootslave."

I couldn't resist - I had to say it. "Oh yes, please, YES! Please, I'll do anything you want, anything you say, I need it so badly!"

She smiled at my overly enthusiastic behavior, but then rolled her eyes and added, "I don't care what you need! This is about ME and don't you forget it!" My head felt dizzy as she corrected me like that, and I just knelt there in complete shame at my self-centeredness.