Her stunning shiny silver glitter seven inch heel platform peeptoe pumps are in need of attention and that’s just what a heelslut’s tongue was made for. And when she requires service all she has to do is open the trap door in her floor. Her human heel mop pops right up to clean,...
Beneath Her Floor
Who knows how long I was left in the dark while She got ready, the clicking of her sharp stilettos echoing all around the small chamber carved out for my body beneath Her closet floor. I would not be allowed to accompany Her this evening. I would serve only as Her human sole rag. When She...