I have a secret in my shoe too
PART FIVE
Story by Joy Cohaan
Standing in my opera pump ballet shoes on pointed toes wasn't as bad as I
thought it would be. Because of the tight panty girdle and the corset skirt I
had to stand perfectly bolt upright, and that made balancing a lot more easy. At
the beginning the spandex bondage felt painful but after half an hour it felt
comforting. I felt protected, secured, cuddled. At first I didn't dare to leave
the chair but after a while I had enough courage to walk around the shop in tiny
steps. At first the knowledge that I had to wear this bondage outfit for a week
frightened me, but the more time passed the more I liked the idea, liked the
feeling, liked the tightness. After half an hour I already knew for sure that I
would be aroused the whole week long. Victoria was having the time of her life.
She couldn't take her eyes of me and she had a big grin on her face all the
time.
"To kill the time, Esther, let me tell you about Lady Miranda, who will be here
with her husband in about thirty minutes. I did tell you that I keep the key to
the lock on her six inch high heels. She and her husband asked me to keep it in
order to make sure that she can never ever take off her shoes without me. A six
inch high heel is a horseshoe to them. Once it's in place you don't remove it
anymore, only if necessary. So she needs to come in when her shoes need
repairing or if one of her stockings is ruined. Because that happens only one or
two times a year we agreed that she will visit me once a month, mainly to clean
up. I remove all her clothes, she takes a bath upstairs, her husbands fucks her
and she has her toes manicured by me. Interesting isn't it?"
"I'll explain. Lady Miranda keeps a tube in her urethra. Outside her vagina the
tube is connected to three more tubes. Tube 1 goes directly into her ass. It's
held in place there by a butt plug. Tube 2 goes around her back and is fastened
at the back of her head with a hair pin. The end of that tube is hidden in one
of the arms of her eyeglasses that hangs around her neck by a chain. So when she
sucks on the arm of her glasses she gets a mouthful of piss. Tube 3 is divided
into two smaller tubes that are sewn inside the seams of her nylons. They end up
under her feet keeping her shoes always filled to the edge. So Lady Miranda
needs very special hand made stockings. Inside her vagina is a vibrator which
she can activate with a remote control. When everything is in place she'll be
helped into a panty girdle like the one you're wearing, but hers is made of
thick rubber. The only hole in the girdle is around her ass so that the butt
plug can be removed once a day."
"If you're a good listener you'll have concluded that she never, ever goes to
the bathroom to empty her bladder. Her piss or better 'champagne de nature,' as
I call it, is being entirely recycled by herself. She has three options: drink
it, store it into her ass or fill her shoes up with it. She has a switch to
operate the three tubes. She herself decides the destination of her piss."
"If you think this is dirty, you're wrong. "Champagne de nature" is the cleanest
liquid on earth. How it tastes and how it smells is entirely up to you. If you
drink beer it tastes bad, but if you drink wine or champagne it tastes
delicious. Champagne de nature only tastes and smells bad when you're sick, when
you take medicine or when you eat smelly stuff like garlic. Lady Miranda knows
exactly what she can or can't eat and that's why she smells delicious always,
even if she doesn't change her underwear for a month. You'll notice that
yourself when she comes in, but be careful because she is really hooked on
champagne de nature. Before you know it she has sucked you completely dry."
Victoria stopped talking because the door of the shop opened. Lady Miranda
walked in with her husband Frank.
"I'd like you to meet Esther, friends. She's my fiancee and I'm going to marry
her," Victoria said with a big smile in my direction. I noticed immediately that
Lady Miranda's legs were soaking wet. "Okay, let us move on. We've got a lot of
work to do. First I want Lady Miranda and Esther to get to know each other,"
I didn't know what she meant, but Lady Miranda did. She stood up and walked
towards me. She put her arms around me and kissed me tenderly with her bright
red lips. Little kisses like children do, but with love. I liked it. Then she
embraced me like a lover and very tenderly she kissed me on my mouth. My lips
parted and her warm and wet tongue entered my mouth. Her saliva, her breath, her
mouth, her tongue and even her skin tasted of "champagne de nature".
This woman had champagne de nature in every hole of her body. Every pore of her
was drenched in it. If one would analyze her breath it would surely contain 50
percent champagne de nature. But I didn't have the idea that I was kissing a
toilet at all. There was no mistake about it that what I smelled was champagne
de nature, but it smelled good, real good, and it tasted heavenly. I couldn't
describe it exactly, but it sure was addictive. I couldn't get enough of her
tongue, her mouth and her breath. After what must have been fifteen minutes she
removed her sweet lips from mine and guided one arm of her eyeglasses into my
mouth. I sucked as hard as I could to get as much champagne de nature as
possible. She removed it from my mouth again and took a few sips herself. Then
she started french kissing me again. We pressed our lips together hard to make
sure that no drop of her golden nectar would leak out of our mouths. While
kissing passionately the champagne de nature was playing and streaming and
sloshing into both our mouths. We kept on kissing for a least fifteen more
minutes.
Finally we both swallowed the contents of our mouths and started laughing
because we were happy as little children. I didn't want it to end yet and
therefore I motioned her to put her lips around my nose. She immediately knew
what I wanted. She sealed off my nose with her bright red lips and made sure my
nose was as deep in her mouth as possible. I kept my mouth tight shut. I could
only breathe the air in her mouth, in her lungs. It was intoxicating, addictive.
By belching as much as she could she made sure I got as much scent as I wanted.
My lungs were on fire as well as my pussy. I felt like a baby bird being fed by
her mother. When the belching became retching and the retching became gagging
she was able to get a mouthful of champagne de nature out of her stomach. It
filled my nose and I climaxed. I inhaled fiercely and emptied her mouth trough
my nose. I immediately fell in love with this wonderful woman and by the look of
her eyes I could tell she had the same feelings. Now I knew why Victoria had
said that I was her fiancee. She was afraid she would lose me to this woman. But
that would never happen. Victoria would forever be the only woman in my life.
"Now you know each other," Victoria said. "I think you like each other." Her
remark made us all laugh.
"Let's proceed." Lady Miranda, I want you on that chair. Esther and I will lie
down on the floor. Each of us will remove one shoe and make love to your feet.
Victoria first unlocked the locks on the six inch high shoes. Then Frank and
Victoria helped me to lie down on the floor. We both removed a shoe and we both
planted a foot on our face. When the shoe came of my face was sprayed with
champagne de nature. I didn't notice it at all because my eyes were glued to the
underside of the foot. Lady Miranda had been wearing these shoes and these fully
fashioned seamed stockings day and night for a month. Day after day and night
after night a steady stream of champagne de nature had traveled trough her
shoes. The stocking had been filtering the liquid and the sediment was plastered
against the underside of her foot. Together with her sweat, toe-jam and dust it
had made a colorful and sticky sludge good enough to eat. Both Victoria and I
opened our mouth instinctively and Lady Miranda guided her reinforced nyloned
toes in our opened mouths as deeply as she could. At the same moment the
champagne de nature started streaming into my mouth. With chewing, sucking and
biting I gulped the sludge down.
After about 5 minutes Lady Miranda's bladder was empty but she had an answer to
that. She brought her face down to her knee and very delicately started gagging
ever so slightly with her red full lips pressed to the sheer nyloned knee.
Little by little the champagne de nature in her stomach traveled up her gullet
into her mouth. From her mouth it dripped on her nyloned knee and the stocking
transported the liquid down into my mouth. Her stomach must have been totally
filled with her champagne de nature because she kept on oozing on her nyloned
knee for more than 15 minutes. The wetness made her stocking more shiny than it
already was. I will never forget the wonderful view I had: her sheer nylon
smelly toes deep in my mouth, her wonderful and lovely super feminine face above
her black fully fashioned nyloned knee, her red lips kissing and caressing her
shiny nyloned knee, her beautiful eyes fixed on my eyes, the never ending stream
of piss that traveled through the sheer stocking from her mouth to my mouth, the
smell of piss everywhere and our love for each other sparkling in our eyes.
After a while Lady Miranda removed her foot from Victoria's mouth and placed it
on my nose. My nose was buried under her wet and smelly reinforced nylon toes
whilst her other foot was still in my mouth. I was smothered by two wet nylon
feet soaked with champagne de nature, my eyes still fixed on the eyes of Lady
Miranda and her mouth still oozing onto her knee.
When her stomach was almost empty the only thing she managed to produce was a
big and almost never ending trail of white saliva coming down from her knee.
When she discovered that I was unmistakable disappointed that both her bladder
and her stomach were emptied of all champagne de nature, she asked me: "Do you
want it?"
"Yes," I told her with my eyes because I knew what she meant immediately. She
disconnected the tube that disappeared into her bowel and guided it to her
mouth. By sucking fiercely on the tube she was able to empty her bowel in a few
minutes. She swallowed everything. After she finished she let go of the tube and
pressed her lips against her nylon knee again. She only needed to gag a few time
to guide the stream upwards and within seconds there was again a steady stream
of champagne de nature oozing down from her knee into my mouth. It was a good
thing I hadn't eaten all day because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to
empty her piss filled bladder, her piss filled stomach and her piss filled
bowel. Victoria had warned me that Lady Miranda would suck me dry, but it turned
out to be the other way around. I sucked her dry. After I climaxed again,
Victoria said: "Let's go to work. There's a lot to be done."
Lady Miranda was stripped of all her clothes. Then she took her monthly bath.
Afterward her husband fucked her twice. He can only fuck her during the visit to
Victoria's shop because that's the only day in the month Lady Miranda takes of
her rubber panty girdle. With the girdle on her husband can't fuck her because
her crotch is completely sealed in rubber, there's no crotch opening in the
girdle. Only a little opening for the butt plug. That doesn't mean they can't
have sex. Lady Miranda climaxes many times a day with the vibrator in her
vagina, and she loves to give oral sex to her husband. After Lady Miranda and
her husband were done she walked naked into the shop. Victoria and I manicured
and polished her toenails. "We're ready to dress you," Victoria said.
"Wait," Lady Miranda answered, "We've got something new." She went to the bag
they'd carried with them and took out a new set of tubes.
"We bought a new tube system," Lady Miranda said. "This one is much better. With
the old one I could only guide the contents of my bladder to my mouth, my bowel
or my shoes. The new one enables me to operate all the different streams both
ways by means of a computer operated vacuum pump. With this remote control I
operate the tubes: Key 1 opens the tube in my urethra and the contents of my
bladder run freely to all connected tubes: to my bowel, my mouth and my shoes.
Key 2 directs the stream directly to my mouth. Key 3 directs it to my bowel and
key 4 directs it to my shoes. And now comes the good part: with key 5 the
contents of my shoe travel up to my mouth, with key 6 it goes from my shoes to
my bowel and with key 7 it goes from my shoes back in to my bladder. Key 8
guides the contents of my bowel to my mouth, key 9 transports the stream from my
bowel to my shoes and key 10 from my bowel back in to my bladder. Key 11 enables
me to direct the contents of my mouth to my shoes, with key 12 it goes from my
mouth to my bowel and with key 13 it goes from my mouth back to my bladder
again."
"So I don't have to wait anymore for my bladder to fill in order to activate the
tubes. With this new machine I can play with my self all day long. I can direct
my piss to and from all the places I want. I'll never run out of champagne de
nature anymore. And there is one key left: key 14. This key is for an extra
tube. It collects my pussy juice. As you have seen my rubber panty girdle was
extremely dirty inside because of all the pussy juice from a month long
collected in the crotch. With key 14 I can direct my pussy juice to my shoes."
With sterile tubes and surgical gloves the tube system was inserted by Victoria.
After that came the cleaned rubber panty girdle with 24 rubber garters, her
ultra sheer fully fashioned seamed nylon with a tube inside each seam, her six
inch high heeled shoes with plastic coating inside, her black nylon full slip,
her nylon dress and her nylon gloves. The tube in her hair was connected to the
chain which held her eyeglasses. "Ready," Victoria said.
"It's a pity we can't test the new system because I'm completely dry," Lady
Miranda said.
Then the door opened and three beautiful ladies entered the shop. "Can we please
use your toilet?," they asked.
End of part 05
