Sexiest Soles excerpt: "Bastinado" by Teresa Noelle Roberts

Sexiest Soles: Erotic Stories about Feet and Shoes

From "Bastinado" by Teresa Noelle Roberts

She set down the slapper and picked up the fiberglass cane again.

She came close, reached out, laid it across my feet.

I yelped.

Then we both laughed, first me to release the tension, then her in wicked amusement.

It hadn't been a blow—she'd literally brushed it across my arches, tickling a bit, but not hurting—but I'd been so primed, so expectant, that I'd cried out anyway.

She set it down and picked up a light, short bamboo cane.

She positioned it carefully, said, "Are you ready?"

I nodded. My mouth was too dry to speak.

The lightest of taps on my arches sent fire through me.

Another. And another. And another, this one a bit harder.

It felt like nothing I'd ever felt before. Stinging, but not searing. Curiously intimate. Frightening, because with each blow, careful as she was being, I was intensely aware of all the fine bones there, all the ways this could go terribly wrong with someone who didn't care as much as Jeannine did.

And because of all that, it was very hot.

I could feel my pussy getting slicker.