1. Loving Findom Mindfuck (750 words)


    Date: 10/24/2023, Categories: Fetish, Author: byjoy_of_cooking 

    This story was written forthe 2024 Literotica 750 Word Challenge. Below this line are exactly 750 words.

Alex tore his eyes away from the shoe shop's display. "They're so impractical. When would you even wear them?"

She hip-checked him, smiling wickedly. "Whenever I wanted to give my little pervert a treat."

"I'm saving for the bike." A trifold, so he could ride to work without losing a $100 beater to street parking every six months. It'd pay for itself in a year. "I'm almost there."

Sarah's eyes narrowed. Alex's skin prickled.

"I'm buying them for you," she announced.

Alex opened his mouth to protest. She made more than him, but not enough to drop hundreds of dollars on a whim.

Then he closed his mouth. Who had suggested going window-shopping? Who had led him to this store?

Her next words confirmed it.

"I never said with my own money, piggy," she purred. "Say the word, or get your card out."

He stared into her bottomless black eyes, now glittering with cruel joy. She was going to spend half his hard-earned bike money on shoes she didn't even need. It would set him back months.

That familiar thrill ran through him, excitement and fear inextricably intertwined.

As always, he found himself rationalizing it. He wouldn't want to ride through the winter anyway. The shoes were as much for him as her.

"Yes, Mistress."

She was kind. She let him kneel at her feet and put them on. She strutted slowly down the aisle and back, then ...
    ... demanded a different color.

She snapped her fingers and he scurried. She pointed and he kissed. She stroked him through his pants, and he panted, his world narrowed to her feet, her shoes, her mocking smile and shining eyes.

At last, she held out her hand. Numb, he handed his card over.

"Clean this up, then wait for me outside." With a wave at the shoes and boxes scattered around them, she strode toward the register in her new heels.

Another kindness, giving him time to calm himself before he walked past the clerk. He tugged self-consciously at his long coat. Sarah pointed and he heard them both giggle.

It was an effort to leave his phone in his pocket. He didn't want to know, yet, how much his hour of ecstasy had cost him.

She soon joined him outside, bag in hand. He pointed at her flats in surprise. She shrugged. "Maybe I'll wear them out someday. But they can be our play shoes first."

Because he didn't lick anything that had touched a New York sidewalk. Overcome, Alex pulled her into a passionate kiss.

He barely noticed when she used his card to tap them both into the subway. She draped her leg over his and put the bag into his lap. Then her hand crept into his coat pocket.

Twice, Alex begged her to stop. Each time, she gave him the briefest respite before resuming her relentless tease.

The third time, he whispered, "Please don't make me walk off the train like this."

"Ride past and walk back a stop if you care so much." Sarah shrugged, ...
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