By now, you should expect that foot boy is going bananas. When he didn’t get a response from me the other night he started texting and calling and having flowers delivered. Ignore, ignore, ignore LOL. Don’t get me wrong, I accepted the flowers, they have my apartment smelling divine, but he’s still not getting away with it that easily. Yesterday afternoon he arrived with a new pair of shoes for me, a pair of strappy Bernies. Isn’t that just precious? I opened the door to him looking pathetic, holding out the box for me down on his knees begging to be allowed to come in. I looked down at him and couldn’t help but laugh at him (and you all know how evil my laugh is) and it was as if he shrunk even more than I thought humanly possible into a little, worthless, pile of submissive putty.
I looked at the box and said “for me?” and took the box from his hands and told him not good enough, shut the door on his face and took my new prize inside to try on. They make my feet look so sexy. He really needs a good verbal humiliating from me. That combined with the tease and denial I am giving him now is what will break him and keep him submissive to me for the long haul. Otherwise what’s the point? The constant dangling of the carrot in his face will keep him interested and the verbal humiliation will tame him into the good, well-behaved, sub boy he was intended to be. We’ll see if he’s got what it takes. Stay tuned.
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