The Fifty Shades Effect
I have a client who likes me to walk on him—in heels. John has been into BDSM long before the Fifty Shades trilogy made it into the hands of every secretly horny woman. And because of that trend, John has been able to get this service…for free.
John has been coming to see me for the past two years, after answering a foot fetish ad. He showed up for his appointment and asked if I could walk on his back. John is thirty-something, very fit, single and witty, with no outward signs of his kink.
I’ve been asked to walk on guys before. I’m barely100 pounds with 5.5 shoe size, not exactly a bone-crushing weight and some men prefer a deep massage. However, when a guy asks you to put on stilettos and walk on his penis, that’s something different than deep-tissue.
In our first session, after I had walked on John with bare feet, he asked if there was any way I would consider slipping on some heels. I agreed as I always keep a pair of heels in my studio for those clients who like a topless, yet well-heeled, body rub.
John is always on the floor when I walk on him in heels. I usually start at his chest and lean back so that my heels leave dark half-moons on his pecs. He’ll run his hands up my calves and thighs. Potential internal organ damage notwithstanding, he likes me to walk on his stomach as well, though this area requires more balance, somewhat akin to walking on a waterbed. From the stomach, I branch out to the thighs, calves and arms. And eventually, when John has given me the green light, I go for the wiener, toe first then heel, and eventually with my full weight. This is not for the faint of heart, nor is it something that I promote to clients, but it’s what John likes, has been doing long before he came to me, so I’m happy to oblige. He’s also not alone in his love of BDSM.
Interestingly, at our last appointment John mentioned that he had a female friend who offered to walk on him. I’m not privy to the entire conversation, though I was curious as to how this subject came up. I call it the Fifty Shades Effect; women are opening up their minds and vaginas to some kink and from what I’ve observed, this trend can boost your mood better than any antidepressant. I’m happy for John, although I’ll miss seeing him as much.
