Foot Slave Stories Novels & Stories

The night however took a disastrous turn when I misstepped and something snapped. I froze on the spot in disbelief then slowly glanced down to where my feet now stood unevenly on the ground. "No, this...this can't be happening," I sputtered incredulously and dropped to my knees to inspect my heels. It had snapped, alright. The right foot had broken. I grabbed the wall to steady myself and slipped it off, muttering incoherently with annoyance that rose from almost immediately. Of all the nights these heels could have chosen to mock me, it just had to be tonight.

My legs felt a bit heavy after sitting in the meeting room for a whole day. I had also taken my shoes off when I sat down. I made an awkward discovery that I was not able to put my shoes on again. Sophie had already stood up, but I was still sitting in place. She stared at me in confusion. “What’s wrong, Cassia? Why aren’t leaving? Are your legs numb?” “My feet are swollen. I can’t put on my shoes.” “Oh.” She looked down. “Let me find you a pair of slippers.” “No, it’ll be ugly.”

All I want is to live a peaceful life with my son. *** I drove off and straight to the Moon Royal Pack's headquarters and once the shipment was delivered, I had it well documented before heading back to the car to drive off. On my way to the car garage, I noticed that my heels were broken and it was hurting my feet so bad. I managed to limp into the car. "Sh!t! Of all the days, why today?" I grumbled. Then, I decided to drop by at a shoe store to get another pair of heels. I got into the store quickly and grabbed a new pair of heels and while I was on my wait out, I meet two creepy young men.

Daphne My heel snapped somewhere between the twelfth and thirteenth rejection. It happened mid-step, the cheap leather strap giving out with a sharp crack that sent me stumbling. I caught myself on a lamppost and just stood there for a second, blinking at the broken shoe dangling from my foot like it was the last straw. Maybe it was.

I reached for my wallet, ready to swipe my card, only to find it had insufficient funds. I tried several other cards, but all of them had been frozen. Who else could've done this, if not Huxley Carlson? Fuming, I called him. It wasn't until the third attempt that he finally answered. "Huxley, have you gone mad? You froze all my cards! Mom and Dad are in the hospital. They need the money to survive!" His voice on the other end was as cold as ever. "This is your punishment, Katherine Sadler. We had a deal. Your backwater parents were not supposed to come here. You broke that promise."

You'll be sorry if Wren and I miss the bonfire festival in Xenas. A squishy noise sounded as he kicked the sack, and his shoe sank into something disturbingly soft and sticky. Startled, he yelped and yanked his foot back in horror.

The heel of one shoe had come off. The first step forward was equal to walking on pins and needles dipped in fire. I grabbed the passenger door for support to keep from tripping. I might have sprained my ankle. These designer shoes were trash. Most of them were fake shit slapped with a high amount. I toed off the broken shoe and tried to walk on the same leg, hissing out in pain. “Beth?” “I’m fine.” Not really.

Was he going to have to hold her up for the whole show? She turned once again to continue her journey to the pole and tripped over her own feet. He quickly reached out and caught her again. As she scrambled to stay on her feet, one of her boots landed heavily on his right big toe because he was wearing a pair of sandals.

Isla By the time I stumbled into my apartment, my feet were screaming in protest. I kicked off my heels the way a prisoner sheds shackles, wincing as the raw skin at my heels caught on the strap. Blisters. Deep ones. I hobbled to the bathroom, filled a basin with warm water, and lowered my feet in with a hiss that could have woken the dead. The sting made my eyes water, but the relief was immediate.

I tried to squat his foot away when I accidentally stomped on someone's feet from under, adds up that I was wearing a stiletto and the heel part was the one that hit him. "Awe!" His twins brother groaned in pain and I was startled by his loud voice. The mischievous looking guy frowned at his brother, "What the fuck, dude!?"