She hadn’t even seen the other woman’s face—squeezing through the crowded ballroom, someone brushed behind her, and then... that voice. Whispered in her ear, five simple words. She’d turned to look, caught just a glimpse of red satin, blonde hair, a pale elegant shoulder disappearing into …
She'd felt it as soon as she'd started to do up the zippers.
A tingle, hard to tell if it was in her pussy or just in her head. She'd giggled to herself at first, turned on by her own clothes! She didn't know who'd sent her the gift, but …
"The higher the heels," she whispered, "the better it feels."
Couldn't remember how she'd got there, but she leaned against the wall, so weak, legs trembling, so unused to the towering shoes that bound her body and ruled her mind.
"The higher the heels, the better it feels..."
She hoped …