I’ve just gotten out of the shower – feeling fucking awesome! But during that shower time, I reflected a small bit about a certain pair of shoes. Now, I love my shoes. I love my stilettos. I love my leather boots. But on occasion – a particular pair comes along that just fucking screams – “I was made to be a part of Mistress Chianti’s wardrobe!!” But alas, another Mistress, Mistress Kayla, teases and then thwarts this lady’s lust with her own devious and sadistic mannerism! And here is how this unfolded.
A heel made for Mistress Chianti
A few days ago, Mistress Kayla throws up this delicious pair of shoes on her profile. Now we are extremely good friends and I write her and mention just how lovely they are and could she be kind enough to share where I could locate them. To which… I received… the following answer:
“You and about 50 others!”
In other words – this woman, a real life dear friend of mine – who has visited The Chateau on numerous occasions – just phffft my request.
I, Mistress Chianti, do not accept defeat that easily.
So, in speaking with an absolute sweet submissive of mine, I mentioned to him the silliness of the above conversation. He asked to see the heels in question, to which I generously shared the photograph. Within 3 minutes – he had found them and they are now added to my Amazon Wishlist. His effort alone in simply finding them for me, touched me deeply – and as many of you know – although sadistic in nature – I have this “compassionate” side to me – and this particular submissive has received his reward for his efforts.
Now the shoes have not made it from my wishlist to my lovely toes yet – but I am sure one of you will see to it. Who shall it be?
Oh – and by the way – Hey, Mistress Kayla – phfffffft – - back at ya, doll! ROFL
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