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welcome to my secret closet - part 2
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I loved the feel of my legs covered by stockings and stay-up tights, leggings, and long over-the-knee socks. I had been wearing fishnet tights for a few years underneath my combat shorts – this was something I had seen some punk boys (and girls) wear when I had been at concerts and had adopted the same look.
When I succumbed and bought my first latex skirt, that same day I bought my first stockings to go along with it – some basic nylon stay-ups and some black opaque over-the-knee socks. Even though I regularly shaved my legs, I almost always covered my legs and did not like to show them off completely bare often in public. While many of my female friends told me I had nice legs, for some inner reason I felt vulnerable and insecure when I had bare legs.
I bought and wore all manner of stockings – from ultra-sheer nylon to dark black opaques. Lace stay-ups and plain banded held up with garters. Fishnets galore, of course. Latex and wetwear stockings that wore in bed and for sexwork. I never wore any sort of pantyhose as I liked having free movement and access between my legs, but I did sometimes wear leggings underneath my skirts or under long shorts. For the winter in my cold apartment, I sometimes wore thick cable-knit tights under my skirts as I curled up on the couch and watched a movie or read a book.
Doc Martens and combat boots were my usual street footwear, but when my boyfriend T had asked and convinced me to wear stiletto heels for him in bed, I soon became addicted and started collecting an assortment of women’s heels and boots. My favourite fetish shoes were the black five-inch heels that T had originally bought for me, and I later bought two or three more exact pairs of them just so I didn’t wear out my original pair. Once I discovered heels, I wore them as much as possible when alone in my apartment or staying with T as I loved the feel how they arched and bent my feet and pushed up my firm backside.
I didn’t wear heels out much in public however, like when we were out at clubs, mostly because I found them hard to dance in – although if we were going to be spending most of our night sitting down and socializing in the private area, then I would sometimes wear them, depending on my mood and the rest of my outfit. I found women’s footwear instead something I much more preferred to enjoy in the privacy of my own home or when privately socializing. More than any article of clothing, I found heels to be the most powerful instrument in my possession for expressing my sexuality and fetishism – and sometimes I didn’t want that advertised so strongly, for safety reasons when out.
I kept a pair of five-inches at Mistress R’s studio as well, so I could change into them if I had walked there, as she loved it when I wore women’s footwear for her. She often told me how much she liked watching me walk around in them and how they brought out the femininity from inside of me.
I did have a pair of black six-inch domina heels but found them difficult to stand in, and wasn’t very stable when I walked about in them, so I rarely wore them unless I was intending to get fucked in them – because with my feet spread wide and up in the air, walking or standing in them wasn’t a concern. I so loved it when my lovers would grab my heels and use them to force my legs wide. Most of the time when fucking men, they took me from behind while on my knees or bent over – but my favourite sex position when receiving was on my back, my legs spread wide as possible or back up and around behind my head. Thankfully whenever Mistress R pegged me, she liked taking me from the front, so we could look at each other and kiss while in coitus, and I could wrap my legs around her.
Mistress R suggested I should try wearing heeled boots, both for appearance as well as enjoyment, so I went and bought some black leather kneeboots with the same heel and foot shape matching my five-inches. Even though I generally preferred wearing heels over boots, for ease of getting and out of them in a pinch, I did love how boots zipped up and wrapped around and encased my calves. Later I branched out and bought some platform knee boots and leather thighboots but these I only wore during sexwork when asked by my clients. All in all I acquired around a dozen different pairs of women’s shoes and boots.
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Posted on : Nov 5, 2021
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