Joan Discovers Her Submissive Side

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Chapter 1

Joan was going to spend a few weeks with her aunt and uncle at their summer home in a remote area of south central Missouri. It was the summer between her Junior and Senior years at the University of Missouri in Columbia. She had turned twenty one earlier that spring. Her Aunt Susan was in her early-forties and along with her Uncle Mike ran a very prosperous advertising business in St. Louis.

After building the business up over the years, complete with a competent office staff, they could now take much of the summer off and spend time at their rather large country home and nearby Lake House. The summer home was located in a rather remote area about thirty miles southwest of their lake house which was on the Turkey Bend area at the Lake of the Ozarks. They also used that home and their rather large boat at the lake for entertaining business clients which gave them a legitimate reason to spend some time there, particularly in the summer.

Joan had always liked her mother’s younger sister as she admired her aggressive business attitude, desire for high fashion, and in particular, her penchant for very-high heels. Joan’s Aunt Susan had turned sixteen in 1984 about the time that spike and stiletto high heels came back into fashion for the second time after their introduction in the late fifties and ran into the early sixties. Therefore, she was the right age to enjoy their renaissance in the eighty’s although she continued to wear very high spike and stiletto heels of at least 4-3/4 inches through and past the nineties. She had even higher heels that she wore for special occasions.

Joan coincidentally turned fourteen in 2003, about the time that high stiletto heels and their variants starting returning the third time, for what appears to be a much more lasting trend. They will probably not be, in the foreseeable future, entirely ‘out of fashion’, but rather a stable segment of whole fashion scene. During this last period of high heel popularity, Susan had graduated into wearing 5-1/4 inch stilettos in public almost exclusively as they became a trademark of the high end fashion portion of their advertising business. She even appeared in some of their videos and photographic layouts as a model using her ultra-high heels as the focus of big time glamour fashion promotions for some of their clients.

Taking Susan’s lead, Joan had also become somewhat of a high heeled devotee starting with a pair of 3-1/2 inch spike heeled opera pumps for her junior high school graduation ceremony in 2003. Her mother finally relented and allowed her to start with such a heel height as most other students’ parents only allowed them to buy 2 or 2-1/2 inch kitten heels for the ceremony. Joan’s 3-1/2 inch spike heels dismayed some of her classmates since it was just the time when high spike heels were coming back in fashion and all fourteen year old girls wanted their first “heels” to be the highest possible.

Aunt Susan had helped convince her mother to allow Joan to wear the 3-1/2 inch heels on the grounds that the higher heels were more fashionable at the time and that this occasion was essentially a coming out party for Joan. Although it was never discussed, Joan believed that Aunt Susan probably bought the shoes herself since they were much higher quality than what her mother would have bought.

Joan practiced for a month wearing the heels and began her first foot training exercises to adapt to high heels in general. Aunt Susan had directed her to the quality sites on the internet which were devoted to the foot and ankle training aspects of standing and walking in high heels. Joan had quickly adapted to wearing higher heels because of those high quality sites and other published training materials provided by her Aunt. In fact, in that month prior to graduation ceremony, Joan had quickly trained her feet and ankles to accept a heel height of 4-3/4 inches. She knew that Aunt Susan, at the time, wore at least 4-3/4 inch heels regularly and because Joan was fully developed and had the same 6-1/2 shoe size as Susan, there may be a time in the future she would let her try on and wear some of her beautiful high heels. Joan was also the same height as Susan at 5′ 5″ and had similar shapely figures.

As it turned out, Susan did let her wear her 4-3/4 inch heels later that same year when Joan would visit their home in the West County area of St. Louis. Joan’s parents lived in South St. Louis County, but because of Susan’s work and Joan’s school over the years, she did not get together with her Aunt and Uncle often during that period. Aunt Susan and Joan communicated via Email over the years and became very close and in some respects Joan almost considered her more like an older sister rather than an aunt. All of these events, of course, propelled Joan into the world of very-high heels.

In recent years, Joan spent a few days during her college summer breaks, at Susan and Mike’s summer home and enjoyed the time with her aunt and uncle. Joan noticed that Susan had developed a shapelier figure xslot than hers, although she didn’t flaunt it, at least not in front of Joan. She never mentioned it to Susan, but figured she must be in some sort of physical training at home or at a gym.

During those days in the summer, Joan would always want to see Susan’s massive high heel collection that took up an entire huge spare bedroom closet specifically designed for that purpose in their summer home. She also had many duplicates of those same shoes at their home in St. Louis County and at their lake house for wearing to work and other occasions.

Joan always loved to review Susan’s latest purchases and to admire the newest choice in shoe and heel styles thinking that she could someday have of her own collection as well. Also In recent years, all of Aunt Susan’s size 6-1/2 heels, mostly spike and stiletto, were custom made with the heels that were 5-1/4 inches in height. This was at least a half inch higher than any non-platform heels available in retail shoe stores; even with the resurgence of extra-high heels in the mid to late 2000’s. They were also about a half inch higher than the typical internet sites selling, non-platform, five inch heels, which usually turned out to be something even less in height for a size 6-1/2 shoe.

Joan had continued her high heel training over the years and learned to gracefully walk in Susan’s 5-1/4 inch heels while visiting at their summer home. All of her high heels were 4-3/4 inches as she refused to buy any dress shoes of lesser heel height. Joan, or Susan for that manner, did not buy or wear standard platform soled shoes as they did not want to have their heel height “synthetically” raised by platform soles and besides, they both thought platforms were somewhat ugly in appearance.

Last summer, Joan had met a young man at their house on the lake. He had worked for Susan and Mike’s advertising agency for about two years and was there for business purposes as he was entertaining some potential clients for the advertising business. Actually, Susan and Mike had planned that so called “accidental” meeting since they knew that Joan was between boyfriends and they wanted her to meet this young man. They thought she may be interested in him if nothing else because of his knowledge of high heels and their influence in high fashion advertising.

Steve Smith was very “clean cut” and had done an excellent job over the first two years with the company by landing some high fashion advertising clients. He actually was the one who inspired Susan to do some high fashion photo shoots in the lowest of the ultra high range of high fashion stiletto heels. His knowledge of promoting high fashion advertising with emphasis on stiletto high heels should, intrigue Joan to at least possibly notice him, they both concluded.

Their conclusion was right because after the “accidental” meeting early last summer, Steve and Joan had continued to date throughout that summer, and as regularly as they could later in the fall, while she was going to school at the Columbia campus and Steve was working in St. Louis. They got together during the winter as often as possible on weekends and holidays in St. Louis at his apartment or at her Aunt’s house at the Lake of the Ozarks which was less than an hour and a half drive from Columbia. Joan was staying in a dormitory at college, so other than an occasional evening in Columbia, they spent most of their spare time at his apartment or at Susan’s and Mike’s lake house.

Over the last year, they had developed a very close relationship and shared many common interests including Joan’s penchant for very high heels. They eventually developed a sexual intimacy, although their occasional sexual encounters were mutually gratifying, they did not have the ultimate, mind blowing, type of climaxes that Joan thought she was capable of achieving. In most respects, they were typical young unmarried partners, neither of which could really understand nor would dare to describe their true innermost sexual feelings or desires to another one, in part because of the fear of some sort of reprisal or misunderstanding from the other partner.

Also over the same timeframe, to Joan’s delight, Steve had given her several pair of 5-1/4 inch stiletto heels as surprise gifts. He got them from the same custom made shoe company that Susan had used over recent years. She continued to wear some of her 4-3/4 inch heels for college dress events, but when she went on a date with Steve, it was 5-1/4 heels at all times. She loved to wear those ultra high heeled stilettos, especially for Steve when they went on a date.

By the time school ended for that year in May, she had acquired over twenty pair of 5-1/4 inch stilettos from Steve in various styles, colors, and leathers, although there was a preponderance of the classic opera pumps with stiletto heels, long needle pointed toes, low cut sides and vamps. Joan did have a few pair of classic, open sided “T- Strap” pumps as well.

This summer xslot Giriş Joan planned to stay for a few weeks at her aunt and uncle’s house and spend time developing the outline for a viable business model for her college major in business. It was essentially a “mini theses” at the undergraduate level during her senior year. It would be the last of her college requirements before graduating the following May.

Joan drove to their summer home in late June after spending some time with her parents after school ended in late May. She also had spent a lot of time with Steve in St. Louis before she left for Susan’s and Mike’s summer home. Steve had promised to drive to either the lake house or the summer home for regular visits during her stay in central Missouri.

Joan arrived at their summer home late in the afternoon that first day and Mike carried her bags to her room. The three spent the rest of the afternoon and early evening in their spacious great room catching up on the events and stories of the past year, including her relationship with Steve, prior to the scheduled seven o’clock catered dinner.

Even though it was unspoken that the dinner was going to be a semi-formal summer affair, Joan dressed for it in a, tight fitting, light tan pencil skirt hemmed to just above the knees, a white silk blouse, a tightly cinched three and a half inch wide white kid belt and beige thigh-high nylons with stay-up elastic bands. She put on her only pair of white kid opera pumps, which Steve had given her, with full 5-1/4 inch stiletto heels with needle toes, and a matching light tan stylish business suit jacket.

As usual both Mike and Susan were casually “dressed to the nines”. Mike was business casual with Dockers, golf shirt, and high quality slip-on shoes. Of course, Susan was sporting an even higher heeled pair of shoes which she later found out were 5-5/8 inch extremely thin stiletto heels. The shoes were white patent kid summer sandals of the daintiest style. They were essentially “T-Strap” versions of strappy sandals with open toes and heels, showing all her perfectly trained insteps and ankles. The beautiful stilettos displayed all of Susan’s ultra high heel attributes to their fullest.

Susan’s summer dinner outfit consisted of white pencil skirt hemmed to about mid-thigh, a tight fitting tangerine silk blouse, a white five inch white patent leather belt, cinched to what possibly could be down to the 20 inch range in what had to be with a full length corset. The wide belt added to the hourglass effect since it had a unique silver four hasp front buckle. What really caught Joan’s attention was the bullet bra that Susan must be wearing since it deliciously displayed her ample C+ cup breasts in a pointed fashion that stood straight out from her chest. They certainly seemed to Joan that they were larger and more pronounced than she had ever seen them before.

During dinner, the conversation continued about the events of the past year. Joan talked about the great relationship she had with Steve and how he also was a high heel “connoisseur” and had given her over twenty pair of 5-1/4 inch heeled stilettos over the past year. Joan also commented on Susan’s higher heels and questioned her if this height was going to be her new standard heel height. Susan indicate to the affirmative and noted that her most recent fashioned photo shoot, with her wearing 5-5/8 inch stilettos, had resulted in tremendous response as a result of one their advertising campaigns where she was featured modeling an outfit, and the stilettos, for their client while walking down a city street.

Susan made some comments towards the end of the dinner conversation that caught Joan’s attention. She casually noted that Joan should meet her later this evening to review the latest additions to her ultra high heel collection and wanted to show her the latest pair that she had just received. Susan also said that she had a surprise for her regarding her future high heel training and some other figure training plans that she had in mind for her this summer and would talk to her about it when they got together later that evening.

Joan pretty much had suspected that her Aunt Susan wore corsets and had obtained somewhat of an hourglass figure over the years, but it was the first time that she had mentioned anything about any figure training plan for herself. Also, tonight was the first time that she saw Susan wearing a bullet bra and displaying such a tiny constricted waist, at least so conspicuously. Joan decided not to mention anything about that fact until they were alone when Susan showered her the latest additions to her shoe collection.

After dinner, Susan and Mike went for a walk as Joan finished unpacking and settled in to her room overlooking the rear of the two story house and swimming pool. After unpacking, Joan looked out the window, noticed that there was a light on in the upper level guest house of the three car garage located about fifty yards behind the main house. She was curious xslot Güncel Giriş if that was where Mike and Susan had gone when they said they were going for a walk. In all the times that she had visited them, that guest house had always remained locked. She had assumed that it was only open when they had business guests staying there for some reason. Therefore, curiosity got the best of her and so she decided to investigate. Joan also justified her actions by using it as an outdoor high heel training exercise because of the flagstone path leading to the outbuilding. It would be good practice for her to navigate those flagstones in her 5-1/4 inch stilettos and pencil skirt in the dimly lit area around that building since she still had on the same outfit that she had worn at dinner.

Although she didn’t actually see the two of them enter the upper level garage by the outside wooden stairs, she concluded that it couldn’t be anyone else but Mike and Susan in the now lighted room. Joan arrived at the bottom of the wooden stairs after carefully navigating the flagstones in her stilettos. Joan was very quiet when she tip toed up the stairs carefully in her opera pumps. After silently arriving at the top of the stairs, she noticed that the pull down shade at entry door window was only pulled down to about an inch from the bottom of the window frame, so there was some room to peek inside. Kneeling down into a squatting position and hiking up her pencil skirt to above her knees, she peered into the lighted room.

Joan almost let out a verbal gasp when she saw what was happening inside. She did contain herself, but gazed, open mouthed, as she studied the scene before her.

Susan was strung up on some kind of a wooden bar arrangement with her arms, encased in what she later found out was an arm binder or single glove that forced her elbows together behind her back and caused her upper body to project up and outward in a dramatic fashion. The two inch diameter padded horizontal bar ran behind her back at the shoulder blades with her bound arms over the top of it so that her only means of support was at each arm pit, which were held in place by a set of straps at her upper shoulders. Another leather strap fastened around her waist and held Susan’s bound arms tightly against the middle of her back. The bar itself was held up by two ropes running to two pulleys in the ceiling and then to tie hooks on the back wall.

Susan’s ankles were held about three feet apart by a solid wooden spreader bar similar to the one at her shoulders, except that it was only about an inch in diameter. It was connected to each of her ankle cuffs so not only were her heels about an inch off the floor; they were also bent at an angle since her soles were flat on the floor. Joan suspected that with all her high heel training and flexible ankles, that wasn’t a big problem for Susan.

She was naked except for her black thigh-high nylons held in place by a black waist-high garter belt and the same white patent 5-5/8 inch open toed T-strap sandals that she had worn to dinner. The horizontal bar was raised to such a height, by two cables and pulleys attached to the ceiling, that it caused Susan to stand on her tip toes such that the 5-5/8 inch stiletto heels sandals were raised off the floor about an inch, forcing her insteps into vertical arched positions.

There was another matching article of clothing on Susan, if you could call it clothing. The apparel was a black patent leather, lace up, open tip cone bra that consisted of two sharp pointed circularly stitched, eight section cups, apparently with stiff boning or underwire. The extremely pointed cups caused her breasts to stand straight out from her body and with arms pulled tightly be hide her back, they actually pointed upward at about a five degree angle.

Susan’s half dollar size areolas were fully aroused and puffed out over a quarter of an inch so that they conically tapered down to her fully aroused inch and a half long, bright red sharp pointed nipples. Her areolas were slightly a lighter shade red than her nipples. The final bondage item Susan donned was a matching black patent muffle gag tightly laced together in front by tiny tan leather shoestrings. The gag was so tightly laced that Susan’s cheeks puffed out above and below the edge of the gag in what Joan speculated to be highly uncomfortable manner.

Susan squirmed and withered as much as she could, but her restraints held her pretty much in place for whatever was to come. Joan could tell that Susan was extremely aroused, not only by the condition of her nipples and areolas, but also from the way she thrust her cleanly shaved vulva and blood swollen labia in a sexually explicit manner.

The sight caused an instant arousal within Joan and she felt her own sensitive nipples spring to attention. Mike, who was dressed in tight fitting black leather pants and white shirt, opened the drawer on a nearby lamp stand and retrieved a few pieces of strange looking hardware and set them down on the table top. Joan thought that two of the pieces on the table were possibly nipple clamps, but she couldn’t tell for sure from her position. He then stood in front of Susan with an apparent plan to use the hardware and cause Susan some more “pleasure”.

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