Spit Shine
An attendant is a little too excited to be in charge of caring for the lady's hooves, and can't help but admire them closely
Rudy was one of the honoured servants of Lady Donna and Lord Blitz. Normally his duties was pretty standard stuff, the most exciting being escorting her in public- making sure the plebs knew their place and fell to the wayside for her. Tonight though a very special task had rotated to him. Donna was fairly shy, and always took rules seriously, so Rudy would have to be careful not to outwardly show his enthusiasm for the task at risk of displeasing her. Rudy was scrawny but quite tall, not one to stand out usually. Donna however... a beast to behold.
Donna was a reindeer woman, and since it was winter her huge antlers were grown in full. They lived in an estate to the far north so it became too cold in the winter for most couriers to handle- being a reindeer however, Donna was immune to the cold. Her entrance was announced by a blast of frigid air as she came in the front doors. The click of her hooves on the stone floors built anticipation in Rudy. Her broad nose dipped toward her mouth giving it a bit of a triangular look to it. Most of the fur on her body was so dense but fine you could not tell it was fur at all- except her neck and her fetlocks which were giantly fluffy and thick. Several tongs of her antlers had rings slipped on them in decoration, all with uncut gemstones facing outward like crystal thorns. When her leaf shaped ears shifted around it made a gentle jingling sound from her sleigh bell earrings. Another attendant rushed to her side to take her coat and guide her to her seat to start brushing her huge mane of fur, keeping her long neck fur soft and fluffy. Normally Rudy was doing that, but tonight he got a better job. He got down on his knees and gently took her leg in his hands, he was in charge of her hooves tonight. They smelled cold, and slightly earthy like subtle fresh soil. The cloven hooves were fairly broad, and protected from chipping on frozen stones and sharp ice by her special shoes. Her shoes framed the edges of her hoof as ornate golden filigree. Rudy carefully slipped them off exposing her bare hoof to him, as he dropped the golden shoes into a special cleaning mixture that started to softly fizz as it corroded the dirt off.
He softly ran his thumb over the surface of the hoof to feel for any imperfections, feeling a few minor nicks in the surface. They were so narrow and womanly, yet holding it in his hand he could easily feel the power. She could pull sleighs in snow too high for most people to even walk in- if she wanted to, she could kick a hole straight through his rib cage. Her legs were toned and smooth, their contours not at all obscured by the very fine fur. Her broad hips swayed in time with her steps and her round butt cheeks took turns enticing arousal. The bushy wisp of fur that was her tail crowned it all. But her hooves were the real crux. Her work depended on her hooves being in good condition, they held her up and were the solid and beautiful foundation of her perfect statuesque legs. The two huge segments in the front, and the adorable little dew claws in the back.
Rudy gently lifted one in his hand, holding a coarse cloth in the other. He softly kissed the hoof and then quickly scrubbed in a circular fashion with the cloth, using the moisture from his lips. The coarseness of the cloth would help buff out any scuffs on the surface of the hoof. Donna could feel him working on the hoof, but didn't have to worry about him being too rough- the feeling within the hooves was very non specific. Rudy continued to softly kiss and polish her hooves, making sure to get into the cleft as well. Whenever she glanced away Rudy would dare lick the hoof when she wasn't looking. It felt so solid on his soft tongue. So strong and defined, yet it was the elegant foot of a woman. When it came to her bushy fetlocks, Rudy took out a small prismatic comb carved from a seashell. To keep her fur fluffy, soft, and warm, fine toothed brushes and small combs were needed. The fur was slightly damp- melted snow from having just returned. He combed it using very subtle brushing near the tips, working deeper into the fur with each stroke. With each pass of the comb the fur became less heavy looking and more fluffy.
Rudy took her golden shoes back out, now perfectly glistening again. The liquid was highly corrosive but only to specific things- gold was immune. He slid one in place, marveling at the beauty of the ornately adorned hoof. When he should have placed the second on he hesitated, tracing the contours of the underside of the hoof. His biggest mistake was touching her actual foot around the top of the hoof- because she could accurately feel that and immediately seen the obsession in his eyes, hardening her brow in reply. Rudy quickly slipped the second shoe in place to finish, but by then it was too late, she had noted the stiff lump in the crotch of his pants. Donna stood, placing her hoof in the middle of his chest as she stood to kick him onto the floor. She lifted her hoof again and placed it firmly down on his crotch. His dick was wedged in the narrow gap between hoof segments, and the outer edges of the hoof threatened to crush either ball. She slid her hoof forward and put a bit more pressure down, immediately taking it off when she seen the damp spot form from him cumming in his pants. She sneered at him and quickly walked away in a huff. The other attendant looked at him nervously and he could only shrug. On the up side she was probably more likely to forget this and not tell Blitz. On the downside, it was also probably going to be a while before Rudy was allowed to tend to her hooves again.