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[Romance1600]

Victoria arrived home after a three-week business trip.
The kindly old man next door had left her a note: "I have a package that Fed Ex delivered for you."
She knocked on his door. The neighbor invited her in and fetched the box.
Victoria checked the postmark, Berlin, and the return address.
The package was from The Bootmaker.
She thanked him and returned to her condo.
Victoria dialed the number and she answered.

 

[Romance1600]

"Cerri?"
"Yes, it's me," Cerri replied.
"Cerri, I received a shipment from The Bootmaker. I need you to come over," Victoria said.
Cerri said she'd be there in ten minutes.
Victoria had chosen Cerri to be her boot slave. So far, that role had consisted of Cerri polishing Victoria's collection of boots.
But she needed help tonight with a special pair of boots that The Bootmaker had designed for her.
Victoria undressed and combed out her long, black hair. She decided to take a shower.
Cerri still was a mystery to Victoria.

 

[NekoMata]

Cerri sighed adjusting her wire rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose. Cerri was near signed and without her glasses everything looked like a single uniform blur. Still her blue green eyes were filled with a keen intelligence. Thick black lashes, ivory skin and delicate features made her look more attractive than bookish. Her hair was vibrant red and she had curled it so it hung in loose waves around her shoulders. She sighed and tapped on the front door. Cerri was a bootslave and her mistress Victoria had summoned her for some purpose. Cerri drew in a breath. She was uncertain was Victoria would think of her a slender bookish girl, with the cream and strawberry coloring typical to the Irish, and mere Bcup breast. She shhok her head and smiled softly. She could do this. She was a very experienced bootslave after all.

 

[Romance1600]

Victoria heard Cerri knock on the door. She opened it.
"Good evening, Mistress," Cerri said.
Victoria nodded. She appreciated Cerri's promptness and understanding of etiquette.
Cerri had arrived in the 10 minutes she had promised, but Victoria had not finished her shower and dried her hair.
Victoria had texted Cerri to wait outside her residence.
And she had done so.
When Victoria let Cerri in, she pointed to a box. It rested on a living room table.
"Slave Cerri, there are 15 pairs of boots in that box. I need you to unload that box in my boudoir and place those boots in the appropriate place. There is one pair that was designed for me. It is a pair of black leather boots, crotch-high, that lace up the front. The heel is a six-inch stiletto and the sole will have the initials of The Bootmaker -- KL.
"I will need assistance from you as I try them on.
"Do you understand?"
Victoria wore a white silk robe, low cut enough to provide Cerri a view of her 38DD breasts.
Victoria had never had a female boot slave before.
She followed Cerri's beautiful eyes.
"I need to get dressed. I'll meet you in my closet in 30 minutes, Slave Cerri," Victoria said.

 

[Slave Master]

Wondering what I had done wrong - everything seemed so ....

Now Mistress was not even letting me PM her ...

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