sole bound

 
his eyes spoke at full volume
intense & narrowed with hunger
gaze curving downward
following heated palms
cupping perfectly rounded bottom
lingering in reverence
...pausing...
a dominant squeeze...
traveling at leisure
{he always had an intended destination in mind}
over thighs deliciously lush
slightly parted...nothing hidden
calves caressed by his possessive touch
but it was the ankles...
...the arch
...toes slightly pointed
as knots released & bindings fell free
their movement...
sending his breath into shallow inhalations
softly panting
with a barely audible growl
as thumb pressed into sole
& I'd watch his appetite rapidly grow
thickening with need
as he kneaded
I wielded my only power in this realm
using one foot to caress the other
like a lover
slowly
knowing full well
he could never ignore my feet
having declared them sheer perfection
their power far more than I ever expected
{who knew my hatred for shoes...
would be such an aphrodisiac
their nudity eliciting such...
...potent responses}
until the last thread snapped
& he launched
burying his desperation in my succulence
murmuring incoherent ravings
as I arched & deepened his reach
locking those prized ankles tight around his waist
claws digging into rumpled sheets
spine going taut as I drenched his throb
sending him tumbling over the edge
time after time
never failing...
...to take me with him



my feet were valuable to him...