The Deformographer: Leader of Boot Nation
Introduction
Once upon a time there lived a pretty blond girl from
Arizona. She was just an average girl until one day when the met a guy by the
name of BootBoy. He was a guy who liked to kiss girls boots and well, he saw
this pretty blond haired girl and they became friends. The girls name is The
Deformographer, after the Marylyn Manson song. The Deformographer had a lot of
angst, but had an incredible sweetness about her at the same time. The
Deformographer has become the most powerful woman on earth by using her incredibly
beauty, natural dominance and pure cunning. She changed our world and is the
reason we live in the world we live in today.
On the day The Deformographer met BootBoy, she was wearing a
pair of knee high lace up black Dr. Martin combat boots with a steel toe.
The Deformographer was an accomplished fist fighter. Her love of fighting
combined with skill, quickness, intelligence and lack of fear made as good of a
fighter as any guy. Indeed she had beaten up a lot of guys and usually made
them lick her steel toe docs for mercy. She said when she was young she had
seen that happen in the movie, Fast and Furious and decided that if a guy was a
pussy enough to get beat up by a girl that he deserved to suffer that kind of humiliation.
After all, The Deformographer was no butch looking girl. She was 5’5” tall and
weighed 110 lbs… soaking wet and had medium length dirty blond hair.
When BootBoy approached her and asked ever so politely if he
could kiss her boots, she thought she was being punked by one of her friends.
She immediately challenged BootBoy and he was terrified. He just wanted to lick
the dirt off the pretty girl’s combat boots. She was really pretty and there
was dirt on her pretty boots and he felt deeply in his heart that this was
wrong and knew it was his duty as a submissive male to at least offer to lick
them clean. It was his job. He was BootBoy. The Deformographer quickly realized
she had frightened the poor little man and allowed him the honor of kneeling in
front of her and licking her boots.
“What did you say?”, she screamed.
“I’m sorry”, pleaded BootBoy. “I didn’t mean to make you
angry. I just see there’s dirt on your pretty boots and I wanted to lick it off
for you. I wanted to lick your boots because are you so pretty. My name is
BootBoy.
Those words were the beginning of their friendship. It’s
okay, said The Deformographer. “You don’t have to be scared. I won’t hurt you.
I thought one of my friends put you up it to as a joke. You’re really sweet.
You may lick my boots for me.” With that, The Deformographer extended her right
leg, put out her foot and raised her heel up just slightly, you know in that feminine way.
The Deformgrapher was no stranger to having her boots
licked. She usually made guys lick them after fights, her foes knew licking her
boots was a good way to keep her from being mad at them and even her friends
licked her boots because they admired her beauty so much. But this was different.
Here was this guy who was her height, even shorter than her with her boots on
and he was so struck by her power that was willing to get beat up by asking to
lick her boots. She felt complimented and it made her feel really pretty.
BootBoy was the leader of Boot Nation. Boot Nation only had
one member though… BootBoy. But he believed in his heart that pretty girls
should be worshipped because they are perfect. The Deformographer became the leader of the Boot Nation we know
today. The combat boots that The Deformographer was wearing that day, were named Chelsea.
The Deformgraphers story begins with Chelsea, but is also told by Parker and
Lolita (knee-high and thigh-high boots, in case you hadn’t already guessed.)
Chelsea
Hi my name is Chelsea; I’m a pair of knee high combat boots and I’m made of kidskin leather. If you don’t know what kidskin
is, that’s okay. I don’t either. I just know that I’m really soft.
Unfortunately, I don’t have a zipper. Having a zipper would be fun, but back in
the day, combat boots weren’t made with zippers. I do have these cool hooks
though, called well.. hooks! 20 of them to be exact. I’m made by Dr. Martin’s. I’m like a lot of Dr.
Martin combat books. But I do have one thing that is very special about me. I
have steel toes. Oh my god, I cannot tell you how much fun it is having steel
toes. Just being a combat boot is pretty cool, but having steel toes takes being a combat boot to a whole ‘nother level! Talk about Power. I have it! I have
shattered so many guys kneecaps and then stepped on their necks it’s amazing. The
very best thing about my life though is being owned by The Deformographer.
Well, you know her as The Deformographer. I know her as Kelly. I’ve been making
passionate love to Kelly’s feet for almost eight years now! I remember the day
she bought me like it was yesterday. I was only about two-months old. I was
born in England and then shipped to this deserted place called Arizona. I didn’t
really know what was going on, but I was sad cuz all my friends were being
shipped to the cool places like London, Tokyo, Sidney, New York and of course,
San Francisco. But, whatever, I said, I’ll keep an open mind. You never know
what can happen in life. You can only play the cards you’re dealt. I had heard
there was a lot of pretty girls in Arizona. They had a good music scene, both
rock n' roll and punk rock, so I wasn’t too worried.
I have to tell you though, my little boot heart skipped a
beat when she opened up the box and I saw her pretty blond hair. She looked so
happy too. She had a huge smile on her face. Apparently, she had never had any
pair of knee high boots before and she was as excited as I was. I could tell
she had good style. She had on these super worn Chuck Taylors with Rosie the Riverter on them, whoever that is. She was wearing
one of those studded belts and was wearing a boy-beater T-shirt. She also had a
Bionic Woman lunch pail. I immediately feel in love. I could smell her sweet
foot scent from her Chucks and they gave a wink and a nod as if to say, “You’re
gonna love this” as she was about to try me on. She was so cute she struggled a
little bit with my tongue-flap because she had never worn combat boots before. That
was my fault though. I wasn’t paying attention. I was totally distracted by how pretty
she was and honestly, completely overwhelmed by the scent of her feet. She
laced me up in a synch though as if she'd been wearing me her whole life.
Actually, I was kindof taken off guard. I knew right then she was a fist
fighter. I also knew I was perfect for fighting because of my steel toes. Most
of my friends weren’t steel toed and they were sooo jealous! She put me on and
we walked up and down the store. She jumped up and down like a little girl and
said “I LOVE them!! How much do they cost?” This was in January and I had I
missed the Christmas rush, so I was on sale for cheap! The salesperson said “They
are 50% off and there’s no sales tax. So your total would be $99.” Kelly stomped
her right foot down, Hard and said. “I’ll take em!” I have to admit, at that
point I had an orgasm all over her little size 6 foot. There was juice everywhere! I didn’t
care either. I was in heaven. I was going to make love to Kelly’s feet every
single day, all-day long.. for Years! That wasn’t my first orgasm on her foot
though. I had one the instant she finished lacing me up. She unlaced me, held
me firmly with both hands and said “I love you!” And then she gave me a fat,
wet kiss! She put me back in my box and Rosie said to me, Welcome to the club,
sweettie.
Well, that’s all I have to say for now. We have eight years
of history together now and what a ride it’s been. I am the envy of every other
combat boot in history. Tomorrow, I”ll introduce you to my best friend Parker.
Parker is knee high zip up 3.5” chunk heel brown boot from Nine West. Dude, she’s
a hottie, let me tell you. Okay, bye for now. Kisses.
©BootBoy, 2012
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