*The Alternate story that inspired The Captive
I like my men captured, bound, desperate, hung and begging to cum!
When I caught this young, handsome guy eye fucking my feet at the bar last night, I decided to have some fun with him! I was wearing my stiletto high heels, and they pretty much give everyone full view of my soles/arches from the side, and my insanely soft, plump, delicately wrinkled ankles/heels - Thanks to the open back. (A single strap wraps around the back of my ankles to keep them on.)
My heels are so pampered from pedicures that there s a very sexy, very visible contrast/line from the flush, candy-cane pink of my soles and the marshmallow white of the tops of my foot... That coupled with the cute details and wrinkles around my heels and arches, the poor foot fetish boy didn t stand a chance!
By the end of the night he was buying me drinks, my bare feet propped up on his lap under the table! Of course, he had his hands all over my soles, rubbing, feeling, exploring and lightly tickling all night long!
I m super ticklish, but when he did tickle it was light, super flirty, and obviously intended to be seductive... It was working!
I couldn t help but acknowledge his cock, and how big it obviously was, as he played with my feet on his lap under the table! Within the first minute of touching my heavenly soft soles, all 8-9 inches of him was pulsing into my ankles, resting on his swollen member!
I had him hook, line and sinker! If only the poor guy knew what I had in store for him...
I told him he was coming home with me at the end of the night. I m guessing he had visions of worshipping my perfect soles, before seeing me wrap my high arches around his big dick to give him a teasing footjob? Followed finally by stripping me naked and having wild sex!?
He was right about 1 of those things... As he came too, tied tightly to a chair at my place, he was about to find out which one he was right about!
