Annie Agar Feet Novels & Stories

She laid the skirt back across her thighs, then put her ankle on her knee, offering a different upskirt view. She slowly undid the strap on her pink high heel, and the camera panned to her foot. Ann began to rub the underside of her heel through the pantyhose with one hand. She wiggled her toes and then put her other hand to task as well, massaging from her heel, all the way along to her toes which had pink nail polish, a perfect match to the hue of her high heels. The camera panned out to a full view of Ann again as she lowered her foot and gave a different upskirt view of her pantyhose clad white knickers as she removed her other shoe, this time with legs spread and both feet on the ground

Baby Robbie and Baby Zetty looked at each other, shaking their heads while smiling bitterly. Baby Robbie said, “I probably came from a crack in the rock.” Baby Zetty said, “I’m probably just spare change.” … Angeline was lying on the sofa. Her spotlessly white feet were badly squeezed from wearing high heels for a long time. They were red and swollen with traces of blood. Jay found a bottle of ointment from the medicine box and sat in front of Angeline. Then, he gently applied it onto Angeline’s feet. Angeline said, “I finally know why Cinderella threw away her glass slippers.”

He stood on his chest with his front paws preventing him from getting up. “You were saying?” asked Anita to the rogue that was struggling to remove her foot from his neck, but no matter how hard he tried he could not remove her foot. Eventually, he nodded his head and Anita moved her foot from his neck to his chest. “Talk.” She said baring her canines at him. “We were paid to do it, there were ten of us.” Said the rogue coughing.

People in general, but certainly not Mina, because that girl knew exactly what she was doing. Funnily enough it wasn't even Nadine's toes that were the most effective target. No, this unassuming area squarely on the top of her feet, and even her ankles turned out to be unbearably ticklish when attacked by Mina's nails. So much so that within seconds Nadine shifted gears completely and spread her feet out as much as she could, offering her soles up instead.

She started to move her leg back and forth, definitely calling attention to her heels. I couldn’t help but notice, as she did this, that she had the most beautiful feet and toes I had ever seen on an 18-year old girl. They were flawlessly polished the most stunning shade of baby pink imaginable. She saw me admiring her legs and toes, and she smiled at me, as if encouraging me to get all the eyeful I wanted.

Daniel laughs as he loops his arm in mine, “Walk you to your next class? Then drinks tonight?” I smile and shake my head, “No, I have plans tonight but maybe Thursday?” I ask. Daniel nods and we walk to our next class together. ~~~Later that Evening~~~ I decided to accept the feet fetish guy. He offered $500 more than Stiletto Kenny and Laila. I have dealt with feet fetishes before and it’s not necessarily disgusting to me but it’s not a turn-on. The agency I work for highly vets each of the clients. Background checks and even stalking sometimes. They only accept the elite and high class who can keep their mouths shut.

She was holding a small blue tub, "Hot water will help you." Her gaze returned to them. She wiggled her fingers again and felt them aching, "A painkiller?" She asked. "No," Angelina shook her head hysterically, placing the tub down. She could see the stream floating over it, "Some herbs will give you relief from aching. You shouldn't go out barefoot." Her lips were straightened in a thin line. She checked the temperature. "He took away all my heels," She complained, feeling gloomy. "You shouldn't wear them for some time." She held her anklet and guided her feet into the water. It felt hot to her. She wanted to pull back but her grasp deterred her.

Quickly, she placed the leaf of Anita's leg and rubbed it on it, allowing some of the particles to be absorbed by Anita's feet. Anita was swift to detect this, and she pulled her brows together, when she felt a burning sensation on her feet. Without saying anything, she lifted up her feet, just before Violet could collapsed! Violet gasped loudly and patted her chest, coughing at the same time. Instantly, Akira and Jett ran to her side to check up on her. Anita looked down at her feet and saw that there was something like a dark greenish color, appearing on it, but she couldn't comprehend what that was. ....

*Ana* As we make our long trudge down the hall, I can’t help but feel it takes forever. We are barely out of our own hall when I feel the sweat drip down my back. And it intensifies as the steal skirt cage sways as I walk. It hits my hips with each step. And my shoes are pinching my feet. But they are not heels. Not like Hidi’s or Belinda’s, thank god. I don’t think I could walk in heels on top of everything. I might fall over.

I snap, and turn to walk out without looking at her. It’s twenty painfully long minutes until she comes out, but when I see her in my shorts and shirt, I forget why I’m mad. Her long blonde hair is tamed into a loose bun and she’s removed a couple of her bandages. Her tiny feet don’t even make a sound as she walks toward me. Goddess she’s perfect. Cassandra has massive feet and weird toes, they freak me out and I’ve definitely thought about my pups getting stuck with those monkey feet.