Monika Feet Novels & Stories

"You've clearly changed since Trisha left; that much is obvious... and Brandon and I have done everything for you since then, no matter how horribly you've treated us, because we love you. But, god damn it, Monika, I have half a mind to kill you where you stand!" Monika looked down at her friend as tears welled behind her bright, hazel eyes. They looked almost identical to Trisha, and anyone other than her would probably say they were exactly the same. But Monika knew better. Trisha's eyes were black with a green hue, and Sara's were green with a brown hue. She felt a deep breath enter her lungs, one that made her feel like maybe, over the last few weeks, she really hadn't been breathing at

Clary said determinedly, squeezing her back just as tightly, she grinned when she saw the look of surprise turn to a nod of pride. "Well then, you had best gear up," Monika said, taking her hands. "Damon is a wonderful man but he knows nothing but rules and the law. I really hope you can convince him; he has worked wonders in LA and to be honest, you both deserve to be happy, royal blood be damned" she said.

I smirked. Monique brought out a rare type of high heels and put them on my feet. She stood behind me, lovingly touching my shoulders and smiling at me as we stood behind the mirror. " Look at you, all eyes will be on you," she purred, smacking my ass and I gape at her. We both burst into fits of laughter. Monique picked a lovely sequin dress that held onto her body like a glove, it showed off her exquisite bodyline and cleavage.

The anticipation and fear I felt as I walked out the door had my anxiety sky sky rocketing and me panicking a little. “They are looking at us, so act normal.” Monica murmured lowly causing me to trip over my feet. She snapped her head towards me and narrowed her eyes like I had done something wrong. “I said act normal.” She exclaimed in irritation as I grabbed ahold of the door. My brows furrowed because It was kind of hard to act normal when I had to catch myself from falling. “What kind of shoes are these?” I mumbled as I looked down at the heels she gave me. “Stilettos.” He mumbled as she looked at me with narrowed eyes.

she said in annoyance. Doing a turn I noticed the high split on the skirt and raised my brow at Monica. Brushing off my concern she said, “It's perfect.” “I'm going to go out and show Mister Hawkins,” I giggled. “Put on this pair of heels,” Monica said firmly and I frowned. “Do I have to? I'd rather be barefoot, and besides, my feet don't even show,” I responded before I scurried from the room to see Donovan. Once I entered the living room area, all eyes landed on me, and Mister Hawkins made an audible gasp as he stood up quickly from the chair he was sitting in.

She had scanned through the dance floor several times but she still could not find Henry. Monique slipped her foot into her heels and got ready to go search for Henry. Since Monique was not used to wearing heels, she spent all her focus on balancing on them while she walked. She did not notice that the heels were cutting into the back of her ankle. Nick saw her and said, “Hold on a second.”

I remove my heels and hiss when I see my red bruised toes. "Fucking heels," I whisper to myself. The door opens and Mona walks in. "Hey you," she says. "Hey you back." She takes a seat on my bed and watches me intently. Her features a mirror of my own. "Why did you leave early?" "I-i just got tired,my feet were killing me." Her gaze moves to my toes. "Come on,let me take a look at those." She grabs a kit and brings out some ointment,I place my feet on her laps and she applies it on my toes,then gently massages them.

My pussy twitched with need. She knelt down on the floor right in front of me and undid the buckles of my stiletto shoes, and gently pulled them off my feet. She grabbed my right leg, lifting it up slightly. She stared at my foot for a minute without warning, she ran her wet tongue right under my foot. I jerked my leg back in pure shock, my toes curling tightly. "Ah! What are you doing?" Monet held my ankle firmly, keeping me in place. She traced her tongue from the arch of my foot all the way up to my toes. She began licking and sucking each toe, one after the other, using her warm mouth to coat them in saliva.

What a messed-up family! I ignored the stinging comments and spoke calmly to the camera. "The first time Monica wore the prosthetic legs, she took three steps across the living room and fell. "She scraped her knee badly. Blood seeped out. "But she just sat there on the floor, tilted her head back, and smiled like an idiot. She said it didn't hurt at all." Before the words even finished leaving my mouth, I swung the hammer and slammed it hard against the flagpole beside Eric's ankle.

Did she think I was a bad person ---- no wait if she did then she would have chased me out of the room and called security. "Okay done now," Monica said and both me and my mate looked at her and Raima. They were both wearing knee-length loose dresses that had Kaira's scent all over. "Can we go eat now, I'm starving," Raima said rubbing her stomach. "Yeah me too!" Monica said going to the bed about to pick up one of the babies but my mate quickly rushed over and smacked her hand away.