“Sit down on the edge Anna”Michael took my left foot in his hand, gently caressing it before placing it inside the boot. I knew these boots; they...were my favourites. Long, thigh length PVC fetish boots with killer heels and platforms. A full length zip ran from my ankle to my thigh, black ribbons tied at the front and buckles secured them; one at my thigh, another just above my knee and the last at the ankle. I loved them, they made me feel like a slut.Once the boots were on, Michael took. If she could get to back to the techs at the Citadel, she was sure they could break the encryption, but it was useless to her now. Shrugging, she stuffed it into a small pack anyway; loathe to give up whatever secrets it may hold.She pulled the radio that Bob had taken from Vega, out of her cargo pocket and turned it on. There was a brief burst of white noise and then the signal cleared and the radio went silent. By now, the Vega's backup team would have found the body and discovered that the. In big bold red letters on the topit reads Sexy Shoes. Mistress is one of their best customers with close to a hundred pairs thatshe owns and the two dozen or so she has bought for me. Every night when Iget home from work whether she makes me dress in full fem-mood or not I amrequired to put on a pair of five inch heels and wear them until bedtime.Opening this one excites me the most because of my many fetishes high-heeled shoes is number one. I slowly open the lid and peak at what's inside.. Now put your hands on top of your head. I'm going toshave you under your arms while the creme works it's magic down below,"she said.After working in a little shaving gel under his arms, she used her pinkDaisy razor to remove it and what little hair there was leaving his underarms girlishly clean. As she turned to rinse the razor in the sink, shenoticed that Wendy was still erect."Wendy, it looks like your little boyhood is having a good time," Madgemused."Mommie, I hate it when it does that..