|It was almost midnight, when my train
arrived at the station. I got in and walked through the empty
compartments. Although I had the train all for myself, I kept going until I reached the last
compartment. If I had known about the deadly trap that I was about to step in, I still wouldn’t have
turned back. The last compartment was for smokers and I just wanted to turn around and go back,
because I don’t smoke when I saw a small smoke trail ascending over the last pair of seats back on the
left side of the compartment. And while I was watching it I noticed a strange and alluring scent coming
from back there.
|I entered the compartment and took a seat
on the right, just beside from where I saw
the smoke trail. I turned my head to see who was sitting on the other side of the train and the sight of it
took my breath away and I felt my heart beating like mad. I presumed she was in her thirties. She was
wearing a white top and leather skirt.
|She had red long hair and while her skin was a bit pale, she had
the most delicate and beautiful face I had ever seen. Her eyes a poisonous green she had a perfectly
shaped nose and her lips carried a fine scent of red lipstick. Around her neck I saw a fine silvernecklace
with a strange looking pendant, that reminded me of a Chinese alphabet letter.
She wore flat, black shoes and very fine cream-colored stockings. She had cross-legged her shapely
legs and was reading in a small book.
|I let my eyes glide over her perfect legs. My heart was beating
faster and I just couldn’t take my eyes away from that beautiful sight. I felt somehow bewitched by the
unspeakable beauty of her legs.
|Then I felt her stare. I didn’t see it. I felt it. I noticed my face
hot red, but I still couldn’t turn my eyes away. I knew she was smiling as she had found another victim. Suddenly she stood up and I managed to look away. A feeling of depression came over me as I
realized, that she was about to leave the train on the next stop and I would never see her again.
From the corner of my eyes I saw her rummaging through a bag that rested on the luggage-rack above
| Then she sat down again and I saw that she had just stowed away
the book and had taken out a
small mirror and a lipstick and was now applying some of it onto her lips. When she was done, she
stowed it away in a small bag and placed that on a small bench that was mounted under the window.
She now very slowly took her feet out of her shoes and placed them on the opposite seat.
| That did it. I just stared a her feet right away. At first she
didn’t move and I just stared in awe at the beauty of her
feet. Then she shifted them from one side to the other and I nearly lost my mind. I couldn’t think
anymore. I just drowned in the sight of her perfectly shaped feet. All of a sudden she pulled her feet
back into her black shoes.
|They seemed to be made of soft and very thin leather. The shape of
and toes were clearly visible and were deeply imprinted in the material. “How wonderful they must
smell” I thought to myself.
She stood up slowly, got her bag from the rack and walked to the door.
I noticed that she had left her
| The train stopped and she left through the doors. I got up
quickly, grabbed the small bag and left the train behind her. I wasn’t sure if I should give her the bag
right now or maybe follow her a bit and see where she is going. “Did she leave it intentionally there for
me ?” I wondered. Walking behind her I noticed, that she was wearing seamed stockings. The shape of
her perfect Legs drove me nearly insane. I followed her like in trance. We came to a small parking
place behind the station and she headed towards a black sportscar. She stopped by it’s side and started
searching for the keys. I stopped right behind her and said with a trembling voice “Maybe they are in
|She turned around and looked at me in surprise for a second, but then
began to smile as she
spotted the small bag in my hand. “Oh, that’s very nice of you. I’m glad you noticed it. Thank you.” I
handed her the bag. “Where do you live ? Maybe we have the same direction and I can bring you home
as a reward”. Oh my god, what should I say ? I desperately wanted to drive with this woman no matter
what direction. But how could I know in what direction she needed to go ? I decided to tell her the
truth. “I don’t live here. I would have had to get of the train three stations ago.” I said. She smiled
again. “Get into the car” she ordered. “I will bring you home, but I will need to make a stop at my
home for an important phonecall. I hope you don’t mind. It’s not far from here.” “I do not mind at all” I
said. She got into the car and I took seat beside her. She drove off and I had a hard time preventing
myself from staring at her legs.
|Eventually I could not resist her beauty any longer and I tried to
glimpse of her legs and feet out of the corner of my eyes. “Do you like my legs ?” she asked all of a
sudden. I flushed and muttered “They are of perfect beauty”. She laughed and said “Yes, they are.” Her
self-confidence shook me to the core. “Your shoes are very beautiful and elegant, but they also look
strange somehow” I heard myself say.
|“These are indeed unusual shoes. I made them myself.” she said.
“Do you make all your shoes yourself ?” I asked. “Yes, all of them.” She said. “You stared at my feet
back in the train.” She stated. “Yes,” I said “I cannot describe how beautiful they are.” She said
nothing, but gave me a look as if she knew exactly what I felt right now.
I also seemed to have lost my sense of time, because the car just passed
a wide gate and drove down a
|She stopped the car at the front door and quickly jumped out and entered
the house. I followed her
through the entrance hall to a large and comfortable living room. She went over to a small table with a
phone and took seat on a comfortable looking armchair beside it, facing me. She took the phone and
dialed a number. Then she made herself comfortable in the chair and slipped off her shoes, which were
now standing right in front of her feet. My knees began to shake and I began to imagine how wonderful
these shoes must smell.
|My legs started moving all by themselves and I dropped to my knees
in front of
her shoes. I lowered my face to the inside of her shoes and tried to inhale as much of the sacred
perfume of her feet as possible. She was talking to someone on the phone and didn’t take any notice of
me. I looked at her beautiful feet in awe and slowly approached them. I was in heaven. I wanted to be
near these feet forever and serve this beautiful mistress for the rest of my live. “Are you absolutely sure
you want this ?” she suddenly asked me. I looked up and saw that she had finished her call and was
looking down at me. She had guessed what I was thinking. Or had she read my mind ?
| “These shoes and all the others I own were once human beings
just like you.” She said. I didn’t know what she was talking about.
“I am a witch. I magically transformed these Humans into various types of shoes to
fulfill their wishes of serving my feet for the rest of their lives. They are alive and feel a hundred times
more sensitive than a human. They are living shoes whose only purpose of existence is to enclose my
sacred feet and getting carried by her goddess to wherever she wants. They die like shoes do. They
wither away and fall apart. They live in absolute ecstasy for the time I wear them and rest in holy
expectancy whenever I chose another pair to wear. Do you want to share their fate ? There is no turning
back once you are transformed. You are free to go if you want. But if you choose to become a slave to
my feet then kiss my feet gently now and seal your fate forever.”
|I tried to realize everything she just told me and nearly passed out
from excitement as I gently and
slowly pressed a kiss on each foot.
She laughed satisfied and ordered me to take off my cloth and kneel down in front of her. She slowly
raised her right foot and gently placed her toes on my forehead. Then she closed her eyes and started
chanting words and sentences in a language that I couldn’t understand. My eyes devoured the beauty of
her legs and feet and I began to feel a tingling sensation at my forehead.
|I felt a heat raise through my
whole body like I would go up in flames any second, when I saw a bright flash of light and I felt my
body shrink and deform. Then I lost consciousness.
|Eventually I awoke. I was afraid. Too many impressions descended upon
me at the same time. My
body felt separated. I knew instinctively that one part could not exist without the other. I was enclosed
in darkness, but somehow I felt that I could still see. The most impressive feeling was the expecting
emptiness inside my body. I tried to become aware of the shape of my body and I soon discovered that
I had been transformed into a pair of flat shoes. Just like the ones my goddess was wearing back in the
|Suddenly there was light. A door was opened and I could see that I
had been entrapped in a
closed shoecase. She was standing above me in her breathtaking beauty. She was wearing her black
skirt, but this time no stockings. Again she guessed my thoughts and said “I never wear nylons for the
| You should feel my feet slip into your body and your soul until
your whole universe consists
only of my feet. When I go about my business in the world there will be nothing else for you but to fall
from one ecstasy into the other each time I move my royal feet inside your body. You will not be able
to think a single thought when I wear you on my feet. You will only feel and smell and tremble and
worship. Are you ready ?”. She slowly raised her right foot and slid inside me. A wave of ecstasy went
through my body that swept my mind away. Then she slid her left foot inside me also and pressed her
feet with the full weight of her body inside my body and soul.
|I drank the shape and the taste and the smell of her feet with each step she made and everything was Feel and Smell and silent worship,
|just like my queen, the nameless witch had told me.