Tip toes on top

I recently bought a pair of high heel boots which are proving to be very popular. They are black knee high boots with a lacing detail up the front. They give me enjoyment for two reasons...they were on sale at a very low price and they are very easy to wear permitting hours of use. It was this feature that led me to wear them to the the last club night.

I arrived and feeling a little antisocial chose to sit in an unoccupied room. It was not long before I was joined by a jovial man seeking understanding for my isolation. Conversation flowed and eventually he disclosed how attracted he was to my boots. He offered a deal - to polish my boots if I would trample upon him. I was delighted and agreed to find him later in the night so that we might indulge ourselves.

Time lapsed and the people around me fluctuated until I felt it was time to seek him out. In a small antechamber I found him and his eyes lit up. In truth he probably would have polished my boots without needing to be trampled but it was my desire to do it. I lusted to be in the position of standing over a man and teasing him with my boots.

We crossed the room to a mattress he laid upon beneath a structure that could support me. I reached up and grabbed hold and then stepped on to his belly. I looked down on him, two bright eyes and a brilliant smile shone from both our faces. "How do this go?" I asked him "just walk on me" his less than useful reply. I took steps up his torso and then down to his own feet. Up his body I went again and began to move with the pulsating music flowing around us. Perhaps it is not wise to ask a dancer to trample upon you.

Knowing how much he desired my boots I let my foot fall on his mouth and as he kissed the leather I slid it around his face. I could have stroked his cheeks with my boots endlessly. But the music continued to thrill me and my feet began to dance back up his body. It was a shame that it was not a lap dancing club, I wanted to grind down upon him and thrust my pussy in to his face. Instead my heels did the grinding into plump flesh until the heat in me became too great and I jumped away from him to claim his boot blacking expertise.

Introducing aldo

I appear to have gained another submissive man keen to suffer under my hands.

As his hands slid over my body, shining my latex dress in the dim light of the fetish club and tantalizing him, he pleaded for another opportunity to play with me. When I deferred he suggested we meet at a local dungeon and as I was keen to try the facilities I agreed.

May I say that playing in a dungeon is an excellent way to pass a cold, wet windy afternoon.

We entered a dark cell that was heated like a sauna. That was going to be fun for the sub (I think I will call him Aldo) as he had dressed in his rubber gear. I had not choosing to wear a short leather skirt and t-shirt instead. My boots were classic Domme boots, high black leather and laced up the front. They pushed his buttons as his eyes would constantly swivel to look at them.

The room had a wall from which all the implements were suspended, crops, floggers, canes, restraints, chains, a rather enticing spiked cock cage and plenty of other things to draw my attention. Centered in the room was a padded table that could be used for restraint and indeed it was but first it was used for seating.

We sat side by side to establish boundaries. With my feet swinging to and fro it was hard for aldo to concentrate and he rapidly reached a state of arousal that was to remain unrequited.

I jumped down from the table and strolled over to the wall. The wrist restraints had caught my eye. I lifted them from the hooks and took them back to aldo. He didn't need to be told to hold out his hands. The cuffs were quickly wrapped around and buckled. I lifted each arm in turn and fixed him to a bar that swung above his head.

I had been impressed by the feel of his icy cold hands through my latex dress and wanted to return the favor. Now he was captive I left him in place and stepped away to cool a washcloth under the cold tap.

The washcloth was draped across his shoulders and he shivered. His flinching followed the movement of the cloth as it traced over the rubber. Slowly I innervated his entire body. Even though he shivered and shook I could see the sparkle in his eyes and hear the low moans of pleasure.

It was time for me to stop and step aside for a few moments. I let the feelings in aldo work their magic whilst considering my next move.

Aldo's rubber pants had cut outs for his butt cheeks. I could see them squashed under his weight as he sat and they clearly asked for a spanking. Why else would anyone wear such an article of clothing?

His wrists were let down and I instructed him to hop off the table and bend over it for a spanking. It was the perfect height for a man, positioning him nicely before me. I began to warm his cheeks with gentle smacks spreading over them. I stopped and ran my hands up and down the rubber on his legs then began the spanking again with a slightly harder pressure.

The next time I stopped I bent around him to pull away the rubber and check on the state of his cock, the only time he got to feel my fingers on him. Precum was oozing and sticking his cock to the rubber.

Back behind him the spanking continued with much greater force. I discovered the pleasure of landing my hand on rubber. I've no idea what it felt like for him but it was sensational for me and so I tended to cover the rubber rather than his bare flesh.

I stopped again and walked around the table. I could see it had rings along its length and that suggested a change in position for aldo. I told him to lay along the table and once he was where I wanted him his wrists were fixed into position.

Now I was at leisure to really view the tools strung from the wall. The canes were very appealing, only short they would have been perfect for me to swing against him but not this time. I picked first what I think was a quirt, a short leather thing that I wanted to test. It fell well onto his bottom and I controlled each stroke for six of the best on each cheek. I swapped to another leather thing but it felt all wrong when I brought it down onto his flesh and I stopped after only a few strokes. I had to look very closely to find the crop, knowing that there had to be one I persevered until it was found and then set upon aldo. This made him complain so was entirely satisfactory.


I could see that our time was running out and after the indulgence of his body I needed to get closer. I pushed a step against the table legs and using it climbed up to lie along the length of aldo's body. The walls had mirrors on them and as I relaxed I was aware that aldo was viewing me as well as feeling me. So once more I moved my feet to taunt him in his prostate state until the call came to tell us time was up.


I do believe this was my first doming session which didn't involve genital play. Aldo would have had to wait a significant time to replay the afternoon in his mind and find release. While I was filled with contentment.

condom shopping

My sub billy has never had any need to question how the size of his cock compares with other men's. He has been endowed with a porn star sized cock. Over time other men have admired his equipment and offered their wives to him for him to pleasure. So I snickered with amusement when I sent him off on another shopping spree recently.

In stocking the box of goodies I required for playtime he had purchased large condoms to fit himself. They are quite unsuitable for covering the butt plugs that he has and I finally ran out of patience with them.

"I want you to go out and buy condoms for a tiny dick" I told him.

He excelled himself. The next time we met there were four different boxes of condoms waiting. It seems it was a harder endeavor than I had imagined. The first box he bought was labeled closer fit but when he got home he discovered that they were designed for an average dick. So he spent time on the internet exploring the range of condoms available to buy.

Back he went to the store and bought three boxes of smaller condoms from different manufacturers. Amazingly one box had giant writing saying King Size with tiny writing under indicating they were for small cocks.

Now for an interesting fact......in my part of the world large condoms generally have blue packaging. Small condoms always have red packaging and the average condoms are packaged in cream, white and gold. Is the same protocol used elsewhere in the world?