Foot Slave Stories Novels & Stories

Then somehow we drift into talking about jobs, and I tell him about the time I worked at a call center and had someone scream at me for twenty minutes about their cable bill, and he tells me about the summer he worked construction and accidentally put a nail through his shoe. “Did it go through your foot?” I ask, wincing. “Just barely missed. But I had to walk around the rest of the day with a nail sticking out of my boot because we were on a deadline.” “That’s horrifying.” “It was character building.” I laugh and it feels good, feels normal, feels like I’m not constantly bracing for the next disaster. We keep talking—childhood stories, embarrassing moments, things we believed as kids that w

"Your shoes will stain them..." As he spoke, he took off his shoes and stepped on them barefoot. He rebuked her in a low voice, "You! You don't know how to cherish the piano at all... Your shoes are dirty. How could step on pedals with shoes on?" "I'm sorry!" Danica stuck out her tongue in embarrassment and also took off her shoes. She was wearing a pair of flat sandals and did not have socks on her feet. With a slight smile, she stepped on the pedals barefoot. The moment she stepped on them, she was very excited.

I want to be with him again because I miss his care so much. Right now I’m sitting in his swivel chair because he’s squeezing my foot. It hurts because I always wear heels. I told him that it was okay even if he didn't massage it because I was also used to my foot hurting because of the heels but he wanted me to do nothing but hold my foot to him. "You should be wearing flat shoes so it doesn't hurt too much. Your foot is red because of these heels," he said and removed the heels on the other side of my foot.

Her high heels were really tall, and he truly felt sorry for her. He had attended several dinner parties before, and by the end of the night, what he heard the most were the complaints from the female guests scattered around, saying, "My feet are killing me."

she said and I chuckled. "No thank you. I would never do that to my self. Do you know what Achilles tendon is? It is a tendon of your foot. Wearing heels shortens and thickens it and then the pain starts in the ankle joints. Soon it won't stay at ankle joints but start to go up, hip joint and calf muscles and back joints everything will start paining. Keep wearing them and before forty all these things will happen and you will realise what a bad decision it was to choose heels to match up to a man rather than your good personality." I said and her eyes widened. She can't speak and the head designer spoke.

She limped back to him barefooted and told him she was ready. "You still aren't on heels, are you intending to tire out my patience?" He said as he looked down at her feet. Sophia cringed. She could only imagine him at his worst. Immediately, she spoke, "I was thinking, since I am injured, how about I wear some slip on. When we get there, I can wear my heels in the car. Please, because I would be in much more pains if I wear them right now" she pleaded.

I did not look forward to ruining it and end up being scolded by the rich girl. My movements were serene, thanks to my flat shoes which were ever comfortable to me. If anyone could have seen my shoe rack, they could think I had a thing with flat closed shoes. But I had a dark history with heels. When I ran away from home back then, I was forced to walk for a long distance wearing heels which got me bruises and boils that took me weeks to nurse. So heels reminded me of a pain I never wished to experience again. That though was a story for another day.

This concludes His Achilles heel. Don't worry, though. The big story doesn't end here. The thing about my books that readers don't realize is they are all connected. The spinoff series of this book is called Aces and Eights: The inner six. If you got caught up in the smiling assassin's charm or the stud's cockiness, then this is the series for you. Read on to discover what becomes of the six original members of Braxton and Aimee's crew. If the supernatural is something you'd rather sink your teeth into, and sexy Braxton is on your 'to-do' list, then hook into the Fated series, where Brax and Aimee team up with the 'it' Alpha couple Shadow and Isabella Stalker-although this series is not for

When I was about to step foot into the pack house, Zack asked, "Where have you been? Where is your other shoe?” His gaze shifted to my feet, and he looked at me in disgust. I looked down at my own feet. I was so caught up in thinking about the king that I forgot I was only wearing one heel. I was limping to the pack house with one heel! I took off the heel and tossed it to the side. The other pair had been lost, so it was no longer useful. I stepped forward to the door instead of answering his question.

Alex was exhausted. Her feet ached. She just wanted to scream and kick off the shoes. She blamed the four-inch high heels or stilettos or whatever they were called for this because she was unaccustomed to them. Sneakers and slippers were her best friends. When she had no one to talk to during their long dinner party, she dreamt of her thick, fluffy Sylvester the Cat slippers. She dreamt of how warm and cozy and soft they’d be on her feet.