One man's shoe is another man's poison

I have yet to meet a woman who doesn’t love shoes. They are an essential part of the image we create before we go out on parade to the World. Whether a glamorous NY Fashionista addicted to spunking her entire salary on her  Louboutin collection, a London punk devoted to a smelly beaten up pair of studded Dr Martins or a Tokyo Geisha faithful only to her wooden platforms, your choice of footwear can reveal and exhibit your character, status and sexuality even more than your hairstyle does. For a Dominatrix, shoes are even more significant. They are the tools of our trade and just like a carpenter needs a whole collection of screwdrivers, we Dommes need a pair of shoes for every different scenario.

Fetish and kink, as probably most people who are reading this know, is a diverse and infinite thing.  Vanilla folk often imagine we are all into cliched Miss Whiplash scenarios but slaves who like sensual erotic tease and denial would be horrified if they were tied up and beaten. The same goes for shoe fetishists…… The choice of footwear they crave and yearn for is more diverse than a box of Quality Street. Well I say shoes but it could be platform boots or open toed sandals. Or flip flops. Or Uggs…Yes you read me right.  Diverse and infinite thing remember.

Writing this is making me think about all the shoes I used to have but are long gone. I must have had hundreds of pairs and am now down to about 80… that’s the thing with shoes, they don’t last forever unless you never venture outside in them. Bugger that. Some shoes are too fabulous not to party in. They need to be shown off and danced in and worshiped by slaves in fetish clubs where they get the adulation they deserve. In this blog I will write about my favorite shoes, what I love about them, where I bought them or who bought them for me, what type of sessions I wear them for as well as shoes I am currently coveting and are on my hit list for the near future. 

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