Footwear and defenceless cocks- Part 2
Continuing from yesterday’s post. I do love high heeled mules. I keep a pair of six inch heeled mules with a two inch platform by my bed all the time. Firstly they are so easy to slip on. Even first thing in the morning, getting out of bed, slip on the mules and the sheer black dressing gown and poor denied bitch-boy is tortured as I nonchalantly walk past. And I always slip on the mules when naked and walking to and from my sun lounger. But the point of this post, is the use of mules in shaming and teasing. (You will of read of this specific mules practice in several of my published journals.) With my petty foot in the mule on a pile [...]
