Well, after my blister disaster on Friday, and some serious intensive foot care over the weekend, I have only one blister left to heal, and the others are just a bit pink. Whew.

I was looking very much forward to having my feet licked this week; I made some nice purchases for my session room and have been thinking of naughty things to do.

This afternoon I plan to take some more pics, so if you have any requests, send them my way!

Gracious me. I have had a crazy busy week with the launch of the site, some excitement at home, and out of town visitors. I was informed early in the week that one of my siblings was graduating college Friday and had forgotten to invite or even tell me. So we scrambled to prepare for our large number of family members coming to town and to attend the ceremony. This is where the “owie” part comes in.

I dressed for the occasion in a flowery summer dress, suitable for walking downtown in hot weather. I KNEW I wanted to save my pretty feet from any pain or discomfort, particularly because I had plans to visit with some of you over the weekend. So I chose a reliably classic and attractive pair of kitten heel mules I’ve owned for a few years. I have worn them many times, although not at all in the last year; and I knew they were perfect with the dress yet comfortable enough to trek many blocks from parking to the graduation. I’d originally purchased them to attend a wedding because I knew I’d be standing for many hours, and they worked wonderfully. My shiny pedicure looked hot, and I was happy.

We found parking fairly close, only about 6 blocks away; and began hoofing it to the graduation. By the time we’d gone 5 blocks I realized I was in trouble, my feet burning in pain at the edges where the sole and upper of the shoe met; but I could do nothing; we were running a bit late, and I couldn’t explain to my guests that my new line of work required perfect feet.

We found our seats, settled in, and found our graduate; standing until all grads had entered and seated themselves. The ceremony started and I gratefully sank into the seat to check the damage. Bad. Very Bad. Blisters, large ones, on the inner arch, and top of two toes on each foot. Throughout the ceremony I could feel them welling up with fluid, able to do nothing about it.

Walking back to the car I was torn. Go shoeless and risk other damage, or make the blisters worse and larger? I chose to walk sans shoes…I am a Texas girl after all, and every one of us learns to bear the searing pavement at a very young age. It didn’t feel THAT bad- it’s no where near the heat of summer; I knew my feet would be a bit raw for a day and of course, filthy. But I also haven’t had my ’summer feet’ on hot pavement for that long in many years.

When I arrived home I rushed straight to the bath and plunged them in cool water, allowing it to soak the grime from my feet. Gingerly toweling them off, I realized the soles were more than just raw, they were actually burned on the areas of my heels where I’d placed the most pressure in an effort to keep any damage to a minimum. And very red all over the rest of the sole. You know the way your feet feel after spending several hours walking around in one of those old fashioned concrete pools? Times a hundred….OWIE!

I slathered them in antibiotic ointment and a product I use called Bio oil, and put on a pair of fluffy cashmere socks infused with aloe. That was almost a whole day ago. I haven’t taken those socks off except to check my feet and add more ointments. They hurt like hell. And don’t look so sexy bare…but they do look markedly better than last night. So, today, rather than spending time with you lovelies, I’m going to be in intensive foot care.

And, planning for this week’s gallery theme …. socks and stockings week!

Maybe some boots thrown in as well….

I just sent out a batch of emails to all the responders to my October CraigsList ad “Experienced Foot Fetishist considering taking appointments..”

And I thought I’d take a minute to say hi to you guys.

Sorry it took longer than the month I’d originally planned for to get up and running. My father had 3 heart attacks in two weeks and things got a little busy for me. I know several of you replied to me and didn’t get a response back….truly sorry. That’s not like me. Keep in touch and you’ll see I’m very reliable.

Anyhoo…welcome. Yes, I’m taking appointments. Info is all on the Sessions page. If you email me asking for details that’s the link you’re going to get…I didn’t spend my time making the site for nothing! No, I don’t email out more pictures. There are plenty here. No, no face pics, sorry. I’m a grown up and the internet is a scary place, particularly when fetishes are involved…no need to identify me as the local fetish provider at HEB. I may put some in a membership area some time. I promise I’m easy on the eyes.

I plan to be adding galleries at least weekly, and possibly a members area. Are you interested in purchasing stockings/panties/custom vids/and the like? If so, I might add that as well.

Please feel free to comment or send me an email. I love discourse almost as much as intercourse!

Welcome. You’ve found my little secret out…I’m a foot fetishist. I bet you are too. Don’t go away just ’cause the site looks slick- I’m a real girl, with real feet, ready to play. I’m just a perfectionist (and a little geeky…I design websites for fun). In case you’re in such a hurry you miss it over there in the menu, check out my galleries here, and info about my sessions here. If you’re interested in online/cam foot fetish sessions, I’m considering offering them and would love your feedback. Same thing goes for just about anyone else… I’d love to hear from you. Heck…comment on a pic or two. I realize they are pretty vanilla, and few…I just got the site up and running and I plan to be adding galleries at least weekly, and blogging pretty often. So come back often!

From sweet romantic adoration to controlling men under my heel, silky stocking clad legs to steel toed stiletto boots…just about every iteration of foot fetishism makes me all gooey inside. Ok, so, outside too.

I never fail to notice when a strange man admires my crimson polished toes; I know secretly he just wants to sniff them and stuff them in his mouth….and I want him to, too. I think it’s no coincidence that when a man kneels in front of me, the distance between his mouth and his cock is almost always the same as that between my cleft and my arches. And I know too, how sweet it can be to loose ones’ self for a brief hour or two in indulgent fetish fulfillment.

I’m not just a foot fetishist; I have an in depth and professional understanding of fetishism in general and sexual interaction and psychology stemming from over a decade of work in the adult industry and almost two decades of intense personal education, research, and experience. I find podophilia (foot fetish, general), altocalciphilia (fetish for high heels), aretifism (fetish for bare feet), retifism (mmm…boot worship), and all things in between not only fascinating, but compelling and complex. Also, just hot and fun! There are other things I do in life just like anyone else; but I do this solely (pun intended) for myself. My life is just not complete without adoring fans at my feet.

I know you’re ready to be one. I know you wanna rub and sniff my feet, lick them clean, tongue polish my shoes, and lay beneath them….And you can.

Beginning May 12 I will be available for foot fetish sessions by appointment in Austin Texas. Contact me right away to escape the daily grind and indulge in a lavish foot-fetish session anytime.

For many months I have been preparing to offer my services as a pro-foot-fetishist; giving my feet extra care, building my site, checking out foot fan websites, spending a little more time shoe shopping. I put out a feeler ‘ad’ on craigslist almost half a year ago and got a great response. I’d planned to be offering sessions within a month or so of that ad; but you know, life happens sometimes…and my grand entrance was delayed. But finally…

I’m ready!

Sooo ready. I really enjoyed talking with those of you who wrote me when I put out that feeler ad, and hope to hear from many of you. Soon. My shoes are arranged, new stockings await in my dresser, my session room is set up, my toes are polished ‘Bitch Red’, and my site is complete enough to share. After all this hard work I deserve some foot worhip… Come play with me and my feet!