Shoe Slut

Aurore recently asked, “Are you ever not in heels?”  I know she was teasing, but that got me to thinking about W’s and my heel obsession, and how it all evolved.

The truthful answer to Aurore’s question is, when I’m with W, or taking pictures for him, or dressing in case I might see him: no, almost never.

Of course there are times when I can’t wear heels–in the bath (although he has said he would love to find a pair that I could bathe in), when we are taking walks, very occasionally just after I first get up and before I’ve had a chance to dress (though like as not I’ll put on a pair before going downstairs without even thinking about it, whether or not I am dressed.) There are also times when I am not feeling well, or if we’ve played very hard, or if I’m just worn out, that he’ll allow me to barefootie-it.  But those times are not very frequent.

I’m not stupid about it though–I have several pairs that are my “walking around,” “house,” or “sleeping,” shoes. Shoes with the requisite at-least 4-inch heel (I don’t think I have a shorter pair at W’s) but that are, by some odd make up in their design, actually comfortable to wear for an extended period.  I don’t cram my feet into too small or too tight shoes or shoes that pinch my toes.  He also doesn’t require that I wear shoes like this pair to actually walk around in, or if he does want me to, he is very cognizant of how long they’ve been on and will allow me to remove them before they are unbearable.  (Of course, sometimes, he likes to have me wear them precisely to see how long “until they are unbearable” is.) ;-)

And I am absolutely proud–vain even–of the fact that I can (and do) wear heels for hours at a time, without complaint, or even the desire to complain.

The first weekend I ever spent with W I was in heels almost the entire 48 hours, even in bed (the exception being in the bath) and when he told me how impressed he was, how amazed that I hadn’t complained even once, I was thrilled that I could (apparently) do something (with ease) that apparently none of his others had done (or at least not without complaints.) I was also a bit confused. Since I’d started wearing heels, I wore them daily at work and usually when I went out, and I had no reason to complain: I was smart and chose my long-term shoes with care.  I also switch shoes frequently, so that my feet don’t cramp from being in one position for long. There are tricks to doing it successfully!

That’s not to say that I never wear heels that are uncomfortable or hurt my feet to wear. I have several pairs that I know aren’t suitable for long-term wear, but they are so sexy, I will wear them over short periods, or in a scene where I know I won’t be standing in one position for long in them. I have also purchased shoes knowing they will hobble me (see the photo above.)  I bought them specifically because I knew that for some strange reason W would get off on the fact that I would be hampered by them, that they would be uncomfortable. He’s strange that way: he loves that I am quite capable of walking gracefully in a pair of six inch heels, but he also loves seeing me struggle with a pair like those above.

My love affair with heels didn’t start with W though. He only made me recognize the addiction and is an enabler. ;-)

I have never been physically graceful. I have always been much too self-conscious to feel graceful, and that, of course, translates to being awkward.  As a young woman I had the curse of being both invisible–and grateful for that invisibility–and desperate to be truly seen.  To be looked at, to be desired and admired. I wanted people to notice me, but when they did, I became unbearably self-conscious and wished once again to disappear. It was only when my ex and I embarked upon the lifestyle that I achieved non-invisibility (which both terrified and thrilled me.)

I’ve talked about how BDSM made me love my body and myself.  Another part of it was the discovery that I could wear the highest, most precarious of heels–and look graceful in them!  When I wore them I could strut about, prance, parade and dance around with confidence and ease. I didn’t feel awkward in them. I felt sexy and powerful and self-confident and like I deserved to be look at.  Pretty stupid that a pair of heels could do that, but they did.

I first discovered it on a trip to Chicago with a couple of friends. I don’t know how it was decided that we’d go there, but we ended up at Skyscraper Heels. My ex was joining us at a fetish club that night, and I wanted to surprise him by wearing a pair of true slut heels.  Of course, the highest shoes I’d worn up to that point were 4-inches, and those were fairly blocky heels. But when the proprietor put these shoes on my feet and I stood up in them, I was transformed.

Later that night my instinct about the power of a high pair of heels was more than adequately demonstrated: when we got ready to play at the club, my ex ordered me to strip naked: “Except for the shoes. The shoes stay on.”  Woohoo! A shoe whore was born.

And that knowledge, that I could elicit men’s desire just by wearing a pair of fuck-me heels, has never been disproved. Yes, there are men that aren’t as big of shoe sluts as W, some even that make me take my shoes off to play with them or fuck them (~gasp!~) but for the most part, the shoe thing is a truism.  It’s an intoxicating feeling, to say the least.

Oddly enough, the first pair of shoes I wore to W’s wasn’t my Skycraper heels, but the strappy pair of shoes with the blocky heels I mentioned above. I didn’t know W’s predilection for slut shoes then, and I was sure that my Skyscraper heels would be too much!  Little did I know.

Still, I considered these my “bondage” shoes, because of all the straps, and thought they suited a guy who liked bondage quite well.

The second time we played I realized that high heels were a necessity, but I still wasn’t quite sure that slutty shoes were okay.  I thought these worked pretty well, toeing the line between the two worlds.

Still too…tame…for him, but I was rapidly getting the idea that my favorite slut shoes, the ones I’d been too shy to bring over before, might just be acceptable…

But I still wasn’t quite ready to make the leap from semi-respectable girl that just happens to end up tied to a post in his basement to slut girl extraordinaire. I was figuring out what W liked though in the way of clothing, demeanor, and shoes though, and one day I went shopping.

These shoes trod the line between where I was…who I was…and where and who I wanted to be.

Which was right here, being W’s shoe slut…his slut any which way he wants me, really.

And the rest, as they say, is history.







Comments

  1. Aurore

    You have the most awesome shoe collection! While I haven’t reached the point where I feel truly graceful in my heels – I’m working on it. I think I’m developing into a burgeoning shoe slut myself…I’ve bookmarked a few awesome pairs as of late.

    I am noticing that I too am beginning to see myself differently the more I’m out in the BDSM community and the more that I interact with my partners. It’s interesting to me how through our partners sometimes we are able to better express ourselves.

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    1. piecesofjade

      I am a firm believer in “practice makes perfect.” (grin) The more you wear them, the more natural they feel to you.

      And yes…I have often mused on the change in my own attitude about myself as I have allowed my partners’ perception of me to inform how I see myself. I’ve always known I’m a “smart girl,” and I love it that the men that are attracted to me are attracted to that, but to know they think I am hot, and sexy, and beautiful? It’s taken me a long time to truly accept and believe that about myself.

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  2. Kara

    Well Jade……I Have to say this is my new FAVORITE post by you. As a fellow shoe lover this was amazing to read and look at. Hopefully you do a follow up at some point ;) You have some of the most beautiful heels I’ve seen!
    My heels average about 4 inches. Anything higher is a wedge or platform. I’m with you though, I just love wearing them. Sometimes it might not always be comfortable, but some of them just make me feel HOT!!
    I do have to ask….What type of heels do you sleep in, how did it start and did it take you a while to get use to sleeping with them.
    Thanks again for sharing this post..I loved it. Kara XOXOXO

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    1. piecesofjade

      I was hoping you two would like this post! (grin) I am thinking about doing a follow-up–that was only a few of the 30+ pairs (and growing, in fact I should have a pair delivered today or Monday!) I have. (Truly, it’s an addiction.)

      My sleeping shoes are normally the Mary Janes in the pic of me under the desk. However, because they are close-toed, they are really too hot for summer, so I recently started trying out a cpl others to see if they are comfy enough to sleep in. I’ll post some pics of those in my update to this post. :-)

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  3. SapioSlut

    Hi my name is SapioSlut. I am a shoe whore. I haven’t bought a pair of shoes in…a week. (this is your cue to clap or should that be slap?)

    Lovely post jade! I realised part way through that I was getting hot looking at all your shoe pics. I think you need to call it shoe porn. :)

    And yes, shoe-envy is real. I think I need to go put mine on now. xx

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    1. piecesofjade

      Hehe…I love that, “Shoe Porn.” Maybe I have the title of my follow-up post, eh?

      And now I have to go see if you posted pics of whichever shoes you put on. ;-)

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      1. SapioSlut

        Reality bit my ass on the way to put shoes on…unfortunately it wasn’t SapioSir so no post!

        Yes please to a shoe porn post – fave links for shoe perving included? Any boots in there?

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  9. jewel

    mmm show porn!…I wish I was more of a wearer of them than an admirer. As a larger girl it’s a bit daunting to perch on really tall really sexy stilettos.

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  10. N. Polo

    Absolutely love the post. Being on the other side of the equation, your comments and thoughts were fantastic. They mirror discussions I’ve had with my girl about heels and shoes in general. (We are both very much shoe fans, and any reason to get her new heels is fine in my book. I’m happy to support her shoe habit as I get to enjoy her in all of those glorious heels.) It looks like you have quite a nice collection already.

    Which brings me to my question. I’ve been looking for a nice pair of simple black heels for my girl. A single thin strap at the toes, and a single thin strap at the ankles. All of the pairs I’ve been able to find thus far have been adorned with rhinestones and bright shiny trim, which is not what I’m looking for here. All I want is a nice pair simple and elegant heels that will flatter her without being too bright. I want to accentuate her feet, not distract from them with fake jewels and such. When I saw your “Strappy” photo in this post, I just about strained something. ;) Those heels look to be exactly what I’m looking for for my girl. Would you be willing to share the manufacturer with me or any label information they may have in them? I’d love to get a pair of those to add to our collection.

    Any help you might be able to provide would be greatly appreciated.

    Thank you so much! And enjoy your collection.

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    1. piecesofjade

      Hi there, and welcome to my blog! Glad you enjoyed the post…I am working on a follow-up to it. ;-)

      Sorry it took me so long to get back to you on the strappy heels, but they are over at W’s and I kept forgetting to look at the manufacturer, etc. Unfortunately, even with the name of the shoes, I don’t think it’s going to do a lot of good–I purchased them several years ago, in fact at least 5 or 6, because I was still with my ex then. And I don’t recall where I got them. :-( They are one of my favorite pairs tho because they are just so minimalist, and yet, because of that, so very sexy. I don’t wear them often because even tho the heel isn’t as high as some of my others, they are harder to walk in. Anyway, the name on the shoe is “hirchiny” with a heart at the end. Sorry I can’t be more helpful. :-(

      Jade

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