Depends on the shoes. I experimented with different things in the floppy tips and different methods to protect my toes. In the end, I put two sets of brass knuckles in each shoe and used the steel toe caps from a pair of workboots to protect my feet and provide a firm backing to the kick. I didn’t use a squirting flower. Although she wanted to be beaten and humiliated, Tracy was not into golden showers.
Beware Of Doug
I avoid women who want to be killed. I’m still not sure if it’s sculpture or wether the bamboo has actually been planted, but I saw it while visiting friends in center city and it looked cool. One section in particular reminded me of fins and spines and deep sea life. So I arranged for a friend with a digital camera to photograph myself, wearing my priest of Cthulhu costume, posing by the bamboo. Naturally, this attracted attention. A few people were familiar with Cthulhu. Ariel was quite the fan. We shared many similiar interests. We exchanged numbers. It was geek love. I was fine with her wanting me to wear the costume and shout Ry’lehian during sex. But, she was only testing me to see if I would help with her ultimate fantasy. After many tests, she finally told me-
She wanted me to stand alone, on a dark night facing towards the Atlantic ocean . I would emerge from the shadows, wearing a Deep One costume, one as realistic as possible (an expensive and lengthy project, but I knew some of my friends would help). I would muffle her screams with one huge hand, and cut off her clothes with the claws of the other. With a gurgling call, I would summon my fellows (I didn’t know if I wanted to share her with my friends, or how many of my friends would be comfortable dressing as fish men and playraping somebody. Also, more costumes meant more money and more work). We would use her for our pleasure, using our claws to scrape shallow cuts in her flesh and uttering inhuman hymns as she bled for our god, piercing her with deep wounds when she attempted to scream or get away. When we had satisfied our lusts, I was to pull back her head and open her jugular. After that, she wanted to be chopped up and fed to the many tiny sharks she kept in a saltwater tank.
I ran fast and far from Ariel.