Jeremy Rutger would never forget, back in high school in 1994, a really special thing that happened between him and

his Sex Education teacher. It was 12^th grade, and absurdly enough, Sex Ed was one of Jeremy’s favorite classes at his high

school.

Jeremy was an obvious foot fetishist. It was just a couple years ago when he had this really big crush on his Sex Ed

teacher, Miss Reiner. She had long brown hair, down to her waist, and a nice, round face. She had cute blue eyes and

medium-sized lips. She looked like she was in her late 20’s. But she was his teacher though, so he couldn’t make a pass at her

or anything.

It’s 2:32 p.m., and class is almost over. The whole room was quiet because everyone was busy reading. Jeremy peered

up from his book and saw Miss Reiner dangling her red high-heeled pumps on her feet. The way they shined like that...he liked

the shape of her feet, and the way it shaped her shoes. If she was his girlfriend (of course, once again, that couldn’t happen),

then he’d would worship her and her shiny red high heels every day.

Miss Reiner suddenly looked up from the paperwork she was doing at her desk and said to Jeremy, " Do you have

something to say, Jeremy? Dean? "

" No, no, Miss Reiner, " he said. A couple other kids were laughing at both of them. They felt like jerks for the moment.

For another 30 minutes, the class just sat quietly, reading. Every 5 or 10 minutes, Jeremy looked up from his book to

see what Miss Reiner was doing with her feet again. The second time he looked, she just had them rested on the floor, bending

her toes up and flexing her feet every once in a while. The shine in that red leather was still very terrific.

The bell rang. All 30 students jumped out of their seats, got their stuff together, and left. Miss Reiner said, " Have a

good one ", " See you tomorrow " and all that jazz. As Dean and I were leaving, she called Jeremy over to her desk.

Jeremy stopped, turned around and walked toward her as she got up from behind the desk. He just stood there as she

sat on the front of the desk with her legs crossed. The room was empty, and the last leaving student slammed the door as he

could now hear a bunch of students chattering, walking, yelling, and shouting as the school day was over.

She said, " Mmm-hmmmm... " in so-called " acceptance " of his compliment. She flexed her feet again, as he made a

swallowing sound.

" Are you sure? " she asked. " I could keep you here in detention for an hour and a half every day this week. "

He said, " Well, okay. I said...well, I said... " He couldn’t get it out. He was a little nervous.

She interrupted, " Go ahead, tell me. I’m your teacher. There’s nothing to be afraid of. We’re open here, remember? We

can talk about anything in this class. " Yeah, right.

" Well, I told Dean that - well...I thought you gave great foot. " Jeremy looked down to avoid eye contact with her. Her

feet were in the corner of his line of vision.

" Oh, just a meaningless compliment, Miss Reiner, " he replied. He really wanted to leave, but yet, he was so attracted to

her.

" You know, Jeremy, that doesn’t sound like a compliment to me. It sounds more like a sexist remark about a female’s

foot, " she lectured with a slight frown. " You really shouldn’t talk that way about women. I mean, how would you like one of

these feet in your mouth? Do you realize the power of a woman? "

" I said, I w-would. I would like...I...forget it! I knew you wouldn’t understand. " Jeremy started to walk off as she called

him back.

Miss Reiner said, " Jeremy, wait a second, hold on. I can tell you’re nervous. You don’t have to be. I know what you’re

thinking. You’re attracted to my feet, aren’t you? "

He said, " Miss Reiner, I was only joking. I just think you’re beautiful, and - and, if you were his age, I’d ask you out. "

She smiled and said, " That’s sweet, Jer. But I’m married, " she chuckled. " So what about my feet? What is it that you

adore about them? "

She answered, " Okay. Let’s see. Maybe I can pinpoint exactly what you like to do. Let’s try something. "

This was a little strange for him. " I can’t, Miss Reiner. I was just - hey, listen, I’m going home, okay? I really need to

go! "

Jeremy slowly turned back toward her. She said, " If we don’t finish this, Jeremy.., " she stood up, walked over to a

cardboard box next to a bookshelf, and pulled out a red, 3-foot whip. " ...it’s detention for you. Every day this week. " She

laughed a little, as if she was trying to seduce him. " Now you’re going to fulfill your fantasy right here. I’m interested in you,

Jeremy. I want to see you worship me, like you said you wanted to. " She was now standing in front of him, posing with her

whip in hand. She stroked his cheek with the whip. " On your knees, boy. "

After this, she said, " I’m very flattered, Jeremy. You have good taste. " (Was that a pun?) With that, he sat back with his

head resting on the side of the desk. Miss Reiner lifted her shoed foot into the air and plunged it deep into his mouth. Jeremy

now had a toe full of red leather shoe in his mouth.

He held her shoe by the heel and pushed the foot into his mouth as far is it could go, as if he were eating a hot dog. The

shoe had completely plugged his mouth. She pushed the foot in harder, and that’s when he groaned in pain.

She smiled. " There you go, dear. Are you sucking on it? I hope so. This is great leather. And great foot. So enjoy the

taste while you can. "

Jeremy sucked the delicate leather of her shoe. He felt a little edgy, but he was still glad that she actually let him do this.

He was enjoying the taste of the leather shoe as he sucked and sucked, and his tongue caressed the sole of the shoe in his

mouth. She moved her foot around in his mouth to give him greater pleasure.

Miss Reiley - or Linda - rested her hands on her waist and watched him intently as her foot was still lodged deep into

his mouth, and her shoe was getting enough treatment from his tongue. She was enjoying this too, He could tell. He had been

sucking the shoe hard for 5 minutes now, and his jaw was getting sore. She then slowly nudged the inside of his mouth with her

shoe toe as she slid her foot out of his mouth. Jeremy swallowed the shoe-flavored saliva that remained on his tongue and

behind his gums.

" That was quite interesting, his slave, " Linda said. " You’ve been very obedient. It looks like we won’t be needing this. "

She threw her whip across the room back into the cardboard box.

She commanded, " Now I have another job for you. Lick his shoe heel. Make it shine even more. " With Jeremy on his

knees before her, she put a foot up sideways on his collar bone, so he could easily access her heel. He held her foot and slid his

tongue gently across the patent leather heel of her shoe. He licked over and over again so the shoe heel was coated with

wetness. She then released the foot again.

Linda said, " I’m amazed how much you worship me, Jeremy. That was very nice of you. Now, lie on your stomach at

my feet. " Jeremy got down on his hands and knees, and then positioned hisself on his stomach at her feet.

She said, " Good. Now, let’s see how much you really worship me. I want you to kiss his pumps - with affection. Go

from the heel to the toe and everything in between. I want you to really put your lips to the leather hard. Show me how much

you adore me. Go ahead, Jeremy. Remember, it’s detention if you don’t. "

He said, " Yes, ma’am. " He was completely entranced by her. And no one was watching. No one was in the room. This

was better than he thought! She put one foot out toward him.

Jeremy began to kiss her shoes like she told him to. He began his pressing his lips as hard as he could on her shiny red

shoe toe. He kissed all the way up the length of her shoe, applying what he felt was enough pressure as he covered the surface

of the leather. She then put her two feet together right next to each other. He continued kissing the beautiful red leather, in every

way.

Jeremy absolutely loved this, and he thought she did too. She still had her feet planted together, and he slid his tongue

between the inner surfaces of her shoes, in and out, up and down. He licked here, kissed there, sucked a little here. He gave

her shoes the perfect mouth treatment. She smiled down at him, as if she was glad to have an innocent high school student as

her slave, even if it was for a short time after school.

He finished pretty soon. " I’m finished, Linda. May I go now? " Part of him didn’t really want to go, but part of him did.

This had gone too far. " Oh, I suppose, " she said. " But I want you to do one last thing for me. Please? Just one more thing. I

promise, sweetheart, it won’t take long. "

Linda concluded by saying, " You will lick both of his shoe heels before you leave. Convince me that you’d do anything

for me. Lick them affectionately. I want you to make them wet and make the leather really shine. Now do it. "

Still on his stomach at her feet, he inched himself closer to her so he could reach her shoe heel. He brought his tongue

out as far as he could and pushed it across the heel over and over. To him, it actually tasted delicious! He did the same with the

other foot, licking the red leather heel delicately, but thoroughly. He did everything he could.

Jeremy stood up now, and she smiled at him as she slid her other foot back into her shoe. She sat on the desk again

with her legs crossed, and said, " You’ve earned an A for the day, his dear. I’d say you certainly do have an obsession with my

feet. You pass. "

While crying slightly because of the pleasure, Jeremy held her hand and said, " Thank you, thank you so much...I truly

do worship you, Linda... "

" We can do this every day after school if you’d like, " Linda said with a smile. " I’ll just stand here with you at my feet,

and you will do his bidding from 3:00 to 3:20. Only tomorrow, I’ll be wearing boots. "

" No, really, that was great, but I -" 

She interrupted him while lightly tapping his arm, " I was being sarcastic, Jeremy. And yes, that was fun. You’ve

definitely satisfied me. You know, Jeremy... " she stroked her high-heeled pump along his left leg, " ...you’d make a great foot

slave for me. "

And that’s the story. Jeremy has never had anything like that happen before. And Miss Reiner told nobody about this,

nobody at all. This was completely private. Jeremy was nervous in the beginning, but expressing his feelings for her had really

paid off. And it was very nice. Unfortunately, he never got to do it again. He just never had the guts. But he’d always remember

that day he worshipped Miss Linda Reiley, his wonderful Sex Ed teacher...