I finallyselected a pair of navy blue pumps with a three-inch heel.Although externally I remained calm, I was doing back flips internally.I raced home...and dressed up. I tried on my new shoes.Now I read many stories in which a man tries on a pair of high heels forthe first time and stumbles around.I didn't. I strutted around my house like I was born into high heels. Iwalked up and down stairs, across a wooden floor and the carpet, without aproblem. I loved hearing the clicking of the heels. Well this new on-line guy started sending me links in our chat window to these kinds of pictures and videos. He tell me how if we were together, he would treat me like that and make me gag on his cock. He would in fact make me his cock sucking slut. It turned me on so much I thought I would cum from just chatting and looking at these pictures and video clips. We continued this for a while and had gone as about as far as we could on-line, but he wanted to use me and he wanted me to submit and. Except for her easily locatable clitoris it seemed as undistinguished as any other part of her except for her height — and strength.Ursa submitted to his examination. Zod had taught her that submission was the best way to avoid punishment and rejection. If she gave this man what he wanted then he might stay around a bit longer. Besides, his continuing interest in her excited her all over again.Suddenly Terrell was on her and trying to force himself inside again. Although Ursa wanted to. I pull away and say… “you ready? You want to play?”I stand and state “You will do as I say or be penalized.” You look surprised yet willing to submit. First, I tell you to remove your clothes. You resist at first, and I will throw you onto the bed, jump on top of you and rip open your blouse. This is when you then realize you are no longer in control. I proceed to remove the remainder of your garments, exposing your quivering flesh to me. I ask you to stand. You comply. From across the room, I.