there are few places of obesiance and absolute solace for the male submissive, than that of under his Mistress' boots. i know this, for after what seemed like an eternity, my Mistress has finally allowed me again to be close to Her feet. much to my surprise, She permitted me to assist Her with putting on Her boots. what a thrill it was to be allowed to touch Her foot and to gently guide it securely into it's home of encased leather, and then to watch as the leather sheathed her powerful feet and wrapped itself around Her calf tightly after the characteristic zip. this is indeed a special place for both my Mistress and i. it is a bond of closeness and amity that is felt by both of U/us. this is an expression of utter devotion to Her, and it is through this humbling, submissive gesture that i can safely admit that because of my dorkiness and short comings, that i belong under the heel of Her boot.
the fact that i am below that of my Mistress, makes this ritual all the more meaningful and relevant between U/us. as the submissive of my Mistress, i delight in the ideal of O/our yin and yang, and it gives me a shiver to have the opportunity to be invited to lay prone at Her feet. i know that my belief in this thinking is fetish oriented, and that it reinforces the caste that is between U/us. however, as Her slave, i know my place, for i worship the very ground that She walks upon whether it be the polished toes of Her high arched feet or the stacked towering heels of Her favorite pair of platform boots. it is under Her feet, that i feel safe, protected and accepted for who i truly am.
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