You asked for it.

Well, I certainly set the bar high for myself. Nothing held back, nothing left behind. That's a lot to ask for. I really AM a moron.

But I promised a million non-existent people that I would do it, so I will. You can't break promises to non-existent people. Some would argue that's because you can't MAKE promises to non-existent people, but we're not here for an argument in semantics.

We're here to talk about sex. More specifically, to talk about fetishes. More specifically still, to talk about MY fetishes. Well, one of them anyway.

I noticed this fetish first in high school. It took a while to figure out, but I found that I thought girls were more attractive if they were wearing boots. Particularly if they were wearing doc martens. I thought at first that this was just an extension of my interest in bdsm. I thought I was just convincing myself that the girl with the badass boots, the girl who looked like she was the most powerful, would be that much more likely to be dominant in the bedroom.

But over time, I realized it's more than just the boots being a sign of dominance. It's actually the boots themselves. Sex when she's wearing boots is somehow better. A girl walking down the street with tight boots that have nice straps and good leather is hotter than the same girl walking with uggs or flip flops on.

Let me say that again. The SAME GIRL is hotter with boots. Hell, the same guys are hotter with boots.

So what is it about them? Part of it is the bdsm masochistic side of me: boots are made for kicking. And for walking. Yes, those boots are made for walking, and hopefully, someday, they'll walk all over me. Part of it is the power trip thing I initially thought it might be. But part of it is just the boots themselves.

You see, people with boots are more attractive than people without boots. But at the same time, boots by themselves are sometimes sexy.

I'm not your normal shoe fetishist. I have no desire to rub myself against the boots, or to use them as receptacles for my genetic material (that's about the least gross way I can think to say it). They turn me on, but I don't want to do anything sexual with them.

Unless you count using my tongue to clean them. I DO want to do that. So that's kind of sexual. But I prefer them to be worn at the time. Apparently, it feels like a very gentle foot massage. I like it when the people I play with enjoy the things I enjoy. I hate the idea of someone doing something just because I like it. Sex is supposed to be mutually enjoyable.

I only like it on the right kind of boots, though. The leather, not the fabric. Vinyl is okay, I guess. So is latex. But leather or synthetic leather are best. The tongue slides over those very well. And they taste good.

So yeah, I love everything about boots: the look, the feel, the effect on someone's walk, the smell, and the taste. Especially the taste, and the power exchange that comes with knowing what boots taste like.

I don't think I'm bisexual. Well, I think I might be. But I know one thing for absolute certain: it would be much, much easier for me to be with a man if he was wearing boots. And if he made me clean them before we did anything else. In fact, I'm not sure I COULD be with a man outside of a bdsm context, and part of that, to me, is the boots.

So there we go. That's about as direct as I can think to get with this.