Hahaha, I couldn’t help it, after posting that last tease and denial parking lot pic, I had to tell this story. They used to *just* be my biker boots, but ever since I started enjoying my power over men, they’ve come to be known as my “Sissy Stompers”. hehehe All because this one sissy boy with that psuedo “forced femme” fantasy told me he “really wanted to feel like I was forcing” my strap on down his throat. I was all too happy to oblige, as my red headed temper sometimes takes over. That lil bitch never expected my boot to wind up wedged beneath his chin, crushing the very same throat he wanted stuffed full of cock. *giggles madly*
I just had to tell that story before I forgot. How do you like my boots now, boys? hahahaha
