Fetish Submission Blog

The time has finally arrived for the very first fetish journal entry! Where I, the ArchAngel, can speak of a life's traveling in the plethora of decadent heels and shoes of angels and the feet they adorn. After aimlessly swooping in the heavens contemplating on where and how to christen my first entry, I've settled on a fetish minded decision: reminiscing the last candid experience and working backward unless another episode interrupts my recollection of events. With that said, my farewell weekend with friends in the most Sinful City is where I will begin my epilogue...shall we? It's no secret that I keep from any of my friends,even freshly met cquaintances whom I've yet toindulge, that I have and always had a foot fetish. Mine was a progressive type starting with visual adoration for shiny red toes I would encounter on my oddles around the bare floors of the adult world. To my present evolved state into gaining blissful arousal from the sweet and pungent aroma of a freshly freed heel for immediate worship and tongue cleansing, like found on a heel constrained foot of a playful lover. So when I bless my presence amongst those held dear to me for a hedonistic night of decadence, all are aware of my persistent pursuit for the submissive foot fairies. So with newly purchased camera in possession (Canon 950IS) and heeled equipped friends at my disposal, we set out for a candid adventure at Cherry the nightclub at the Red Rock Casino.

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