Attack of the Cult (WIP)
**Kisara** Felix woke me early one morning, with licks to my ears. “They’re decommissioning Concorde,” he said. “Let’s go buy some!” I’d heard of this supersonic air transport. Twice the speed of sound and a reasonable number of...
Stress-Free Summer
The hyena in front of him was a better candidate, and only partially because he was barefoot.
Put Some Clothes on, Kim.
She padded barefoot to the bag her mother had brought, bent down to put the vase back in, and flashed the room behind her under her lifted tail.
Underfoot at the Dojo
His time at the dojo was always rife with ‘distractions’, considering that everyone fought barefoot, and considering his own fetish.
A Dragon Genie's Mischief
Of course, one could only watch bare feet for so long before that started to lose a hint of charm. the dragon looked around the room, considering the differences between the species.
A Day of Indulgence
_you like being barefoot. you will always be barefoot. you are a lowly rodent that knows where he belongs, and wishes nothing more than to worship at the feet of your betters._ "...feet of my betters..."
Spirit Bound: Chapter Fifteen
**Chapter 15: Stories From the Bathroom** Nathanial was surprised to be picked up, tossed over Conor's shoulders, and carried out of Faelen's room. He was getting used to how strong these Wolves seemed to be, but every now and then, like now, he was...
Spirit Bound: Chapter Twenty-Six
**Chapter 26: Tail Tapping Time** Geoff let the adults leave the room, and waited a little before turning to Liam, "Gods, Sensei! You were pushing things a bit, don't you think? Faelen and I are sixteen, you're fourteen. Isn't this illegal in...
After-Class Activities
Most of them had, when he'd instituted the barefoot rule during practice performances; either it was too cold for their feet, or it was too difficult for them to get comfortable, or they were flat-out embarrassed to be walking around barefoot.
Collar 16 -- The End of Summer
A routine can be comforting, as long as one doesn't let it suck out the joy of spontaneity, surprise, and the occasional dedication of some time for just plain goofing-off. Fletcher had already helped me immensely by encouraging our checking in with...
A Slave to Bare Feet
One by one, other males walked into the small office, each one naked, each one barefoot.
The Problem of Sensitive Soles 2
After all, a barefoot bitch was supposed to allow their owners to tend to their feet, and no others.