If you read the headline “Shoes and Feet” and thought you were going to get a kinky foot fetish blog entry, you’re going to be very disappointed. I’m very particular about the shoes my submissives wear, or rather, I’m particular about the shoes that I don’t want them to wear. I don’t have a shoe fetish, so it’s not as if I want them to wear something specific. I simply have a deep hatred for certain types of shoes and I forbid them to be worn around me. They can wear the forbidden shoes whenever they’re alone or not around me, but if they come near me with these beastly atrocities adorning their feet, I will promptly throw the offending shoes away and I don’t give a shit how much they cost.
First on my list are all open-toed shoes. No peep toes, no open toes, and no sandals that look like you just stepped out of Sparta. The only exception to this rule are flip flops if we’re going somewhere that warrants them, like the beach. Why no open-toed shoes? Because when your toes hang over the front of them, all I can envision is you as a bird whose talons are gripping onto your nimble perch. I hate birds. Do you want me to hate you? No? Good, then don’t wear open-toed shoes.
Secondly are espadrilles of any kind. From Wikipedia: “Espadrilles (aka Alpargatas) are normally casual flat, but sometimes high heeled shoes originating from the Pyrenees. They usually have a canvas or cotton fabric upper and a flexible sole made of rope or rubber material moulded to look like rope. The jute rope sole is the defining characteristic of an espadrille; the uppers vary widely in style.” Plain and simple, these shoes are just fucking ugly. You don’t want me to think you’re wearing something ugly do you? No? Good, then don’t wear espadrilles.
The final shoe for which I have great disdain are wedges. Wedges remind me of the 70’s. The 70’s sucked! Let’s not bring back anything from the 70’s. Not the music, not the television, not the movies, and certainly not the fashion. Do you want me to think of you as having big feathered hair and a giant 70’s bush to match? No? Good, then don’t wear wedges.
Moving on to feet. I fucking love having my feet pampered. Pedicures, foot massages, boot blacking, etc. It’s also not a fetish for me; I don’t sexualize it. It just feels good. Having my feet taken care of relaxes me to a point where I can feel like I’m floating. Sometimes a good foot rub will put me right to sleep. I’m secure enough in my masculinity that I don’t have a problem admitting that I’m down for the “pedi”. If you think it’s “gay”, then I’d argue that you probably have some repressed desire for a cock in your mouth. Don’t fight it, just embrace it, dude. Go guzzle beer with a bunch of other dudes while watching some other dudes in tight pants chase a ball around on TV. Then you and your “buddies” can circle jerk during halftime. I’ll be over here with a cute girl servicing my feet.