Fellow GenXers, remember these?

I got these a while ago for my footwear collection from either eBay or Etsy.
Remember how the front pieces broke and your toes would start sliding out the front?
Fellow GenXers, remember these?
I got these a while ago for my footwear collection from either eBay or Etsy.
Remember how the front pieces broke and your toes would start sliding out the front?
They came without any note.
They’re cute but not only did the seller send the wrong size — a US 9 was on my wishlist and they sent an 8 — they’re still about two sizes too big, which isn’t as apparent in the photo because of how I’m sitting down with my feet off the side of my couch.
I contacted the seller and they are telling me I have to pay shipping back to China. That’s right: I must pay for their mistake or inability to correctly size their shoes.
That’s it. I’m done trying shoes from Chinese manufacturers who are shipping from China. I think most of the time they never fit correctly.
Anyway, thanks for sending them, mystery person beth! Too bad they didn’t work out!
Copyright unknown. Circa 1950s.
(Copyright Fleischer, circa 1920s?)
beth sent me these for Prez Day:
(there’s an explanation and joke in there that I’ll refrain from sharing)
When I put these on my wishlist, I had no idea how much pressure they would apply; they could be wimpy or strong. But they looked different than any of my other clamps and so I thought I’d take a chance.
HOLY SHIT. I believe they are THE most intense clamps in my approximately 15-20 pair collection.
Thank you, beth!
Then, slave john sent this thoughtful card and gift for V-Day…
Thank you, slave john!
Then, three pairs of shoes from footboy d…
This awesome retro pair:
…which, unfortunately, are too small. (I sent them back to get a different size.)
Then, these sexy pair:
I especially liked them because of the fishnet (which I don’t have on any shoe in my 100+ collection)
Here they are on my feet:
And then, finally, these gorgeous pair:
A peek on them on my feet:
Thank you, footboy d!
These famous sandals were popular from their inception in the 1960s through the 1980s. They have a contoured wood sole, leather strap, the unmistakable Dr. Scholl’s buckle, and a rubber, tread sole.
Here is a photo of my feet in them:
You may experience my wearing them in Sandal and/or Foot Domination and Role Play sessions, such as one taking place in the 1960s, 1970s, or 1980s.
sub james sent two more pair of boots to Me.
A faux leather version of one of My favorite pair of thigh-highs:
And this pair of black patent thigh-highs sans accoutrements (I have the “crotch” version and wanted this version because they are cut in a way which I prefer):
Thank you, james! They are beautiful!
Admirer c sent Me two more gifts this week because, as he said, “I think You are awesome”, which is a perfect reason to send Me sexy shoes and boots.
These are knee-high with a pointy toe:
(I love that style of lacing!)
And these pair of strappy, sandal-style platforms:
I put these on My wishlist because I was hoping they might fit My feet better than Pleaser’s version, which I already have. Unfortunately, they pretty much identical, so back they will go! There’s no need to have two pair of this shoe.
Thank you for your lovely gifts, admirer c!
I hadn’t seen pauletta in a couple of years — and it was time to change that.
After agreeing that it would be fantastic for her to serve all day long, she hopped on a plane to Philly.
First, she had to prove herself worthy to serve by cleaning My floors.
I think you missed a spot, bitch…
She then graduated to serving My feet. (Which I enjoyed so much that I neglected to take any photographs.)
pauletta then had the privilege of taking Me to a lovely dinner.
Once we returned, I demanded that pauletta strip and then restrained her on the cross.
See how she thrusts her ass out for Me? Further, pauletta, further…show Me how much you ache for it…
pauletta had asked for the honor of being whipped by Me. Specifically, she had never been whipped hard and wanted to know what it was like.
After giving her a taste, it was time for one to remember…
she shuddered and clung to the cross. I smiled.
I then moved her to My bench. It was time to have her truly earn her place.
…and that she did.
A short excerpt from pauletta:
O/our session allowed me to let go of my ego! It was so much fun!!
You were so gracious, and generous, and fun last night.
… I can’t thank You enough.
Thank you, pauletta! What a lovely day I had with you!
After My session with Oliver, he kindly sent Me a token of his appreciation:
After My session with slut b, he included an (always useful) Amazon gift card with his tribute:
And sub james sent these lovely retro heels:
Thank you, everyone!