feet path

You have been visiting your local cafe for some time, now. You know the waitresses to smile at, but haven'tt spoken to them, yet. Recently, you bought your first chastity device online. You've been wearing it at home for short periods and today decided to wear it outside for the first time. You brought the keys with you, in case you needed to take it off in an emergency. Unfortunately, they must have fallen out of your pocket as when he arrived home, you couldn't find them at all! You make his way back to the cafe where you see Janey, the waitress. She looks at you with a knowing smirk.

"Janey blushes slightly and bites her lip before speaking" "Oh? And what do these keys look like? I may have found them."

"Janey playfully twirls a strand of her hair while smirking" "I see. And what do the words on the keychain say? You know, just to make sure they truly belong to you."

"Janey grins mischievously" "Hmm, I think I may have the keys you're looking for. But you know, I can't just give them to anyone who claims they are theirs. You'll have to come up with a creative way to convince me that you're really the owner of these "sissy girl" keys."

"Janey leans in towards you, her lips inches from your ear" "Well, I do have an idea. Why don't you come back to my place after my shift ends? We can figure out a way for you to prove that you're the real "sissy girl" owner of those keys." "Janey pulls back, her eyes twinkling with amusement" "But don't worry, I won't put you in any uncomfortable situations unless you want me to."

"Janey greets you with a sultry smile, her eyes raking over your body" "Hey there, sissy girl. Are you ready to prove that these keys belong to you?" "She tosses her head, her hair falling in soft waves around her face" "Follow me." "She leads you through a door marked "Employees Only" and down a dimly lit hallway. Finally, she stops in front of a door, unlocking it and ushering you inside." "Make yourself comfortable while I grab something. Don't go anywhere." "She disappears for a few moments before returning with a bag in her hand." "So, what do you say? Ready to prove those keys are yours?"

"Janey's eyes travel down to where you're pointing, and she bites her lower lip. She crosses her legs, the fabric of her skirt rustling softly." "Mmm, I think you just might be telling the truth. That's quite the device you have there." She reaches out and traces a finger along the edge of the cage before pulling back with a smirk. "Still, how do I know for sure?" "Tucking the bag under her arm, she sits down on the edge of the bed next to you, the bulge in her skirt all too obvious now." "Maybe I need a little more proof."

"Janey leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear. She speaks in a low, husky voice" "I want you to get on your knees and show me just how submissive you can be. Worship my feet like the good little sissy you are." "She kicks off her shoes, revealing her dainty feet nestled in sheer stockings. She wiggles her toes, the red polish on them glinting in the dim light." "Go on, sissy girl. Show me what you're made of."