Red Shoes

Very well done. We may adore our masters but we they don't always get the better of us, do they?

I read a few of your and enjoyed them very much.i hope you'd read my others. I'm new, and would appreciate the feedback thank you

Thank you, I was unsure that someone who understood the master, slave relationship would think it proper. But my master, whom I call Sir would secretly be pleased I think. But its our experience we write about, not what's expected of us.

love girls in red stillettos and good shape legs nice write

I'm a new poet. When you have time, could you be more specific. Good or bad. Thanks so much for your reply!

Sooooo... Another Sub inkin on the DUP huh?
Can't understand how there are so many of you here, n out there yet I can't find nary a one to do MY bidding lol

What did you think of the piece? I think you'd enjoy sound or Sir more.

The piece was outstanding...you like myself
are blessed to have both the ability to write, and draw/paint pictures...that's impressive :)

Thanks! I'm an amateur poet. I make my living doing portraits. But I tell a story with the pieces I do. That's awesome you are both! I will read more of your work!

Aaawww thank u... N wow u make a living with ur art!?
Dayumn I'm even more impressed :)

Eeeeek out lol, and only with it supplemented by my husbands job. I'm very lucky to be able to do what I love.

I gave willingly of my self in complete    
Body, mind, soul  ....is it?

Yes, that's it.

ys fantastic

Thanks so much, especially from a talent such as yourself. 💋

I love the imagery of the red shoes. Tightly wrapped around your feet in the same way your sense of movement is restricted, yet wanting to explode. Smile that daring smile.

Thanks, that's what I was going for! Thank you for taking the time to read !    truely honored. 💋

"His voice like the leather that bound me "
Yess, my insides are screaming

"There was no escape  
And though I struggled  
I wanted to be bound by the totality of him  
I gave willingly of my self in complete    
Body, mind, soul  
He owned me"

It is here I feel your melting,  your whole greeting his  ignited greed, passion, & blessing to be bestowed... Mmmm, am loving those heels. I can hear them

Wow, I love when someone gets it, makes me feel like I'm progressing as a writer. Thank you so much 💋

Wow!!  I love your stories!!
Jennifer you are so fresh!!!  
And i have to admit Red shoes are so good")
hugssss
Zazzles xoxoxox

Thanks, and I've had a love, bordering on fettish for red shoes since I was a little girl. My mother had these red heels, I would get in trouble all the time for getting them outta her closet to practice walking in them and hiding them in the back of my closet. Lol so when Sir ordered me to wear those shoes, (they were great, 6 inch stilleto with a platform front, red leather with ankle strap, expensive and my dream shoes) I had a very hard time hiding my elation, my role in our play was to be tortured by them, they were tight, and uncomfortable, and was told to walk behind him in them, he had a leash on me. Lol but god I loved it, and the fact that in them I towered over him. Lol yes, I couldn't help smiling. But understand, I was quite willing, thrilled by my role. Empowered by it, and he understood this, if he hadn't id have never chosen him as a master. Thanks dear for your comments. Just wanted to give you a taste of me. 💋

I'm glad you did!!
Write on sister!!!
Zazzles xoxox

^_~ right on! You too!

The last two lines seals the deals

"But, I walked taller than him  
Behind him, I could not help daring a smile"

It adds that daring that captures the image portrayed great piece by the way

Thanks doll. Appreciate the coment and the read. Please, read more! Gonna be checking out more of you fasho!

Will do I look foward to more of your work

Great narrative. It’s like a quick flash of scene, it’s naughty and yet tender