Boot-Shoe worship stories ?

[s_l_ave2003]

Greetings everyone !
Im wondering if some one could help me to find some good stories mostly involved in boot or shoe worship
or degradation and humiliation in this theme !!
I would be very thankfull for posting links or stories if possible !
thank you all :)

[proudcloud]

id like the same thing lol

[footpedall]

hallo / You ask for help in boot and shoe smelling experience hope Your interested in my true reall experience . I Belong to a medievil archery club and doing shows for the public. at one ove thes shows we were all lind up shooting at it. each time a member mist ;he or she wood drop out ;ther was onley me and one uther left to decied the winner. how ever houre chef archer anounces over the microphone . Who ever loses out ove you to gets thrown into the pillory for one houwer;that should teach you not to miss the target next time. determind not to be put in the pillory i must whin .but as i loost my arow a dog run out from the crowd and maed me jump; Iobveasley mist. and lost; so I was standing in the pilory nerly have an hower wen a femail member came up to me ;she sead wat a sory stayt You look with tomartoes and eggs all aver You. It is starting to smell i can smell You. as she was walking rownd me . I did not see or hear her slowley slip out ove her Shoe ; all I sean was an arm came from behind me. and Iwas looking inside ove her Shoe; she sead since Iliked to have smelly things like tomartoes etc etc; perhaps i wood like to SMELL Her Shoe. with that sead She held the Shoe on to my Face pushing my face right inside of it. then with some thonging;she lashed it fermley to my Face. ther I stood in the midall ove the medievill fild held ferm;in the Pillory forced to SMELL Hr Smelly old SHOE. Wat a sight wen the rest ove the wimon medievill members ternd Up;to pock fun ove Me.....inbarison ; isant the word i can tell YOU;SIR... THIS IS TRUE FROM ROBINHOOD Foot Pedall.......

[s_l_ave2003]

Originally posted by footpedall
hallo / You ask for help in boot and shoe smelling experience hope Your interested in my true reall experience . I Belong to a medievil archery club and doing shows for the public. at one ove thes shows we were all lind up shooting at it. each time a member mist ;he or she wood drop out ;ther was onley me and one uther left to decied the winner. how ever houre chef archer anounces over the microphone . Who ever loses out ove you to gets thrown into the pillory for one houwer;that should teach you not to miss the target next time. determind not to be put in the pillory i must whin .but as i loost my arow a dog run out from the crowd and maed me jump; Iobveasley mist. and lost; so I was standing in the pilory nerly have an hower wen a femail member came up to me ;she sead wat a sory stayt You look with tomartoes and eggs all aver You. It is starting to smell i can smell You. as she was walking rownd me . I did not see or hear her slowley slip out ove her Shoe ; all I sean was an arm came from behind me. and Iwas looking inside ove her Shoe; she sead since Iliked to have smelly things like tomartoes etc etc; perhaps i wood like to SMELL Her Shoe. with that sead She held the Shoe on to my Face pushing my face right inside of it. then with some thonging;she lashed it fermley to my Face. ther I stood in the midall ove the medievill fild held ferm;in the Pillory forced to SMELL Hr Smelly old SHOE. Wat a sight wen the rest ove the wimon medievill members ternd Up;to pock fun ove Me.....inbarison ; isant the word i can tell YOU;SIR... THIS IS TRUE FROM ROBINHOOD Foot Pedall.......


thank you footpedall !! its a really nice experience and personally I wouldnt mind being in your shoes at all :)
lucky you hehe :p

[s_l_ave2003]

this is on of the storeis that this one found on the internet
from an old site english/french language sadly it is not active for long time
this one one hopes you like it


Saturday dream


I'm walking in the street, with a lot of other people, because it is Saturday, and the sun is back for the first time.
It has been raining all week, and even this morning. The floor is still wet, but the sun is back.
I notice a woman, who might be around 35, with short black hair, a black skirt, and big black boots. With a square heel, not too high.
I can see that her boots are a bit dirty, some dust and mud are stucked to the bottom of her heels. I can't get my eyes off her boots. So I follow her down the street, watching her boots, looking at where she steps…
She stops to have a drink in a bar, and so do I. I sat in front of her, and just look at her boots, how she moves her feet, how she plays with her heels…
After about 20 minutes, she stands up and leave the bar. I follow her again, still watching her boots, I can't keep my eyes off them.
We are now leaving the crowded street, so there are just a few people left into the street.
She stops in front of the door of a house, and seems to think how she will open this door as there is water and mud just in front of it.
I watch her, being sure that she will have to step in the water and mud to get in the garden in front of her house. I am very excited, and I watch her as she put lightly one boot in the mud and open the door then put the second boot in it and get in the garden.
I walk to that door, I hope to have a last look of her boots, now muddy.
The door is still open, the woman might have forgotten to close it. But I can't see this booted woman, also, I try to look inside.
And when I pass my head through the door, a hand catch me by the collar and take me inside, throwing me to the floor. I hear the door being closed, and turn back, still seating on the floor.
The booted woman is standing in front of me, looking at me, both hands on her hips. She says : "Do you really think I didn't noticed you were looking at my boots ?". I have been caught, I don't really know what to say. "Why do you watch my boots like that ?" she asks me. The only think I can say is : "Because I am a boot fetishist mistress".
She seems to be surprised to be called mistress, but doesn't tell me not to call her like that. "So you like boots, and mine ? May be I could try to satisfy you, or disgust you with boots ? Dont' you think so ?". I still don't know what to answer, so I just say :"Do anything you want mistress".
She took a look at her boots and says : "As you are a boot fetishist and my boots are dirty I think we could find an agreement". I'm still seating on the floor, not moving, and the comes to me.
She lightly pur the toe of her right boot on my chest and push me to the floor. I'm now lying on my back, with the toe of her boot on my chest.
She took her boot off my chest, put it on my neck and said : "take off your shirt". I did it, and as soon as my shirt was off she moved her boot from my neck to my naked chest, putting the complete sole and the heel on me this time.
I could feel the cold mud under her sole on my flesh. She said : "Now you will clean my boots, and obey me, OK ?". Saying this, the took her boot off my chest and pushed her heel in my balls, pressing a bit on them. I said : "I will clean your boots mistress." She removed her heel, and walked back a little. I looked at my chest and saw the muddy print of her boot. She ordered me to crawl on the floor, on my belly, to her boots.
I started to crawl and when I arrived to her boots, I noticed they were in a small mud puddle. When my nose was in front of her boots she ordered me :" Kiss my boots". I gave a kiss to each toe, and she said : "Better than that, I want you to show respect to my boots, kiss them until I tell you to stop."
I kissed the top, the toe and the sides of her boots for a few minutes and she told me : "That's good, now lick them." I was surpirsed so I didn't licked them as soon as she ordered me to do it.
She gave me a quick kick into the side of my face with the toe of her right boot, and I immediatly began to lick her left boot. While I was licking she put her right muddy sole on my hear, to be sure I didn't stop before whe wanted it.
She put her right boot back into the mud and ordered me to lick it clean to. Although the top was not muddy it was a bit dirty, with dust from the street…
When the second boot was shining, she pushed my face, and get off the mud puddle. "Turn back. I will give you a heel, and you'll lick it clean. Now".
I started to lick her heels too. They were quite muddy, from all the mud the has been stepping in. But I licked it clean. "Swallow the mud. Now the second heel". I was eating mud, fresh mud, and I was low licking the second heel.
My mouth was full of mud, and I thought she would stop here as she didn't seem to have a lot of pleasure doing this.
But she planted firmly a heel on my throat, so that her sole was just over my mouth and said : "Now you will clean this very muddy soles, slave".

[keanu]

Boot Stories --> http://www.geocities.com/xt12w1/

And More --> http://www.geocities.com/dirtyfeetguy/

[hhhmmm]

I'm surprised that the boot stories link is still active, since it was last updated in 2001.

But thanks for the links,

hhhmmm

[s_l_ave2003]

Originally posted by keanu
Boot Stories --> http://www.geocities.com/xt12w1/

And More --> http://www.geocities.com/dirtyfeetguy/

thank you for postin the adress cuz its been a while since this one has visited it
sadly its still not updated for a long time :(