Is that not so slave?”. She prodded me with the tip of her shoe. “Yes Mistress” I answered with the ache still in my balls.“While your down th...re, start worshipping my feet”. I crawled the few inches to her nearest stiletto covered foot and started kissing and licking the black leather shoe and the pale skinned foot of my Mistress. My tongue glided over the top edge of the shoe and I felt the base of her toes peeking from the leather and I kissed and licked them.“Your doing very well Slave,…. First and foremost was their Graduation. The three of us were sitting at the same old diner, while I ate something before going to my DJ gig that night (The band wasn't playing regularly yet, and we were still trying to get the right members).Anyway, both girls surprised me by asking me to go to their Graduation, to see them walk the stage."Why just walk the stage? Aren't you both "brainiacs"?" Yes, we are, I told you the first night we met that we were in the top 2% of our class. We did that. She felt him lift her up over his shoulder and carry her for a short distance to the foot of her parent's wrought-iron canopy bed. Her captor leaned her gently against the foot rail and let her stand on her own, teetering. The blonde then felt the leash being locked back onto her collar and tied to the canopy railing above.There was some rustling around the bedroom as Stephanie stood there listened, wondering what the stranger had in store for her. The waiting and wondering about what was about. Well that seemed like solid enough advice to her and her next web visit was to a toy store. Well that certainly caused her eyes to go wide; there were just so many of them. The first filter she hit, size, hmmmm five inches seemed to be long enough for now. From there she got down to reading through reviews of the toys to see if anyone recommends particular ones for beginners. Kat finally settled on two to start with, one was a small plug and the other was a supposed starter dildo of about five.