Sunday, December 05, 2010
I have been busy doing a lot of boot worship sessions of late, with sections of this week being spent crushing some spines with lovely dark brown leather boots. There is an overwhelming eroticism when it comes to boot worship. What the shapely female boot represents, the penetrating quality of the spike, the way it glistens after being serviced with the tongue of a slave. My view is glorious - observing your loving act (despite you having no choice in the matter), a whip's reach away from your ass and steering your throat with the lead.
Also, I have been making a few custom videos, mainly related to stocking worship. It seems that when the weather grows cold, all of the sandal lovers hibernate for the winter
Club Pedestal was fabulous at the last event, and I'm now a resident in the main play room.