Red Shoe high leads...and leads..and leads..and lea...

   
They came!!  
My shoes of Mad Max Thunderdome blessing.....  
Spiked, silver rimmed red heel that rose....ever and up to maddening point..  
Maddening break...and it was.    
The silver wound around the impossibly pointed tip of woman's mega death 👠 heels...dangerous? Brave? Sexy! Yeeugh sexy..walk on me! On him for that matter..  
(wrings fingers in grizzly plan)  
   
But sexy as it was...is.  
The high sky reach.. As we?  
I touched and will touch Man's soul and balls 5 inches up....through atmosphere and our sexuality...  
   
He sees my wanton need...grrr!  
   
Am I less a fucking spectacular woman, that others estimate i need and do rise in these Satan Slippers for an itty bitty peek....of your hard on?. Of sight of your prick!?    
I pant to see...me. Me baby. Pant to see my ripening and red bloom..the better to stretch round you to rosey your cock...  
   
And, and, and..aannnd if we meet then baby..then? When your cock begins to knock like a tin lizzy, then darlin..You just might fuck harder!    
   
And..deeper...Less..hmmmnn..less reckless about my pleasure. A serindipitous whole hearted, ain she happy she answered,  fill her femme num num awe shucks fuck....Fuck!    
Her eggs on my face! Hehehehe fuck you.  
   
5 uncomfy minutes inches into our skies...  
   
I stocking my calf with fusain curve and lace feet up as if i were bound..  
Half pant half crazed he begs me..now?  
No baby i say...  
   
No baby he says!  
You could kill me in your femdom    
Torture..torture, sadist torture...bitch!  
   
Hah...! You Fuck!! My gut is crushed..a blow...significant blow...  
I turned my head sharp..it wretched.and hurt...  
   
My grin gave up my unease straight away.  
I loved my given superiority. My wings.  
And i would love to spread wide over him...  
   
But, no. No time left to spend on any naughty, just the small drivel we had to attend to because of business.  
   
I was going to wear the proper black suit, hair in it's bun and glasses resting too low on my thin nose.    
   
A serious scared player in my world..but ease in Wolfie and Red's roleplay clothing...  
   
What a big furry Prick you have Gramma!?! And then he eats me up like i beg...i imagine what i will say after our long climb back to his soul.    
   
The minute i return..I start. Rouge my cheeks and breasts, perfume my cunt vanilla.  
I wear a red leather corset adorned by ribbon and lace. I stand arms akimbo, and rest a foot up on his tummy to shine my pink pussy at him in my spread.....My spiked red heel lands firm on the pale baby skin inside his thigh....  
   
"Have you been a good Wolf?" i snarl.  
And what high moral standard does that hold you too?  
   
(behind my hood i hoped none.)