Foot fetish 

A bible college student discovers his fiancée has a foot fetish.


Im Jake.  I grew up in a strict baptist church. We did not own a television.  Myself and my siblings were home schooled.  Most of our activities were centered around the church or area like minded churches. We loved the outside. We were active. 

As a teen , a new family moved to the area. They had a family comprible family size to myine. The oldest daughter was Julie.  Our two families hung out quite a bit. We all became close friends.

We hung out at church. We also hung out outsude of church. Eventualy julie and i became closer. We became friends and then close friends.  We eventualy decided to start a process similar to what some call courtship.basicaly we dated.  

Things went well with us. With consultation with family and church and college oficials , we began to discus marriage.  

Everyone has qirks. Some people hqve trouble pronouncing words. Some studer. Some get nervous. Some people have there own ant farm. Some stil have imiginary friends etc. Jules had a qirk of her own. 

You see she had a foot fetish. As an independent fundimental baptist, she routinely wore dreses or skirts. She never wore pants except under dreses during  winter outdoor activities.  She wore dress shoes a lot.she commonly wore sandles or flip flops. She had a habit of taken off her shoes. I am schocked that she had not lost her shoes. She was often barefoot.  That was not that uncommon for girls .

She liked to pant her nails.  Again not a big deal. I had never heard the term foot fetish.  I was nieve about that kind of stuff. 

I did not pick up on it at first.  It was subtle. On ocasion she asked me if i liked her shade of nail pilish? I was stuned by the question.  It just seemed off the wall. It seemed out of no whare. It was kind of a looney tune questions.  She was prety even keeled.  That was what i believed at the time. 

“Yea i like it. ” i said. ” i’m glad. ” she said. I was taken aback. I noticed she made comments about feet.  She rubed her feet in front of me. She acted weird around me. At first it was unoticed by me. After a while it was unavoidible. 

I had no idea what it was all about.  ” mom i have noticed an odd paturn. “I told her. “Whats that?” she asked. “Julie is obsesed with her feet. She is always talking about that.  She makes coments. It is kind of bizare. ” i said. 

Her jaw dropped. She was shocked and stuned.  She had different life experiences then i did. I grew up only attending independent fundimental Baptist.  Mom grew up in a more evengelical baptist church. Mom watched telivison as a child. She knew a little more about the outside world that i did. 

I was clueless what this ment. She had insight that i did not have.  “This is something you should talk to your father about. ” she said.

I explaned things to dad. He got a scowl on his face. He usualy stayed in one spot. When he was deep in thought he paced though the room. After a few seconds,  he stoped.  

“I think Julia might have a foot fetish? ” he remarked. ” a what?” i asked.  “Some people sexual desires arw triggered by some thing. For some three sexual desires are trigered by things objects. While there is a very smal sagment of society are trigered by feet. She may fall into that catagory. She may be unaware of it. ” he said. 

Unwittingly stirred  a hornets nest. My parents spoke to her parents.  We were alowed to mantiain our relationship but more supervised. It was supwrvised before. She had to wear shoes for now. They tried to get her to wear sox. That was hard for her because she hatted sox. She did like nylons or panty hose though.

She toned down her foot fanaticism.  We eventualy got engaged.  We got maried and went on a honey moon. She wore flip flops.  I was under the impreson that all of her sandles or flip flops had been given away or thown away. Perhaps she brought some without her parents knowledge. She painted her toes. I was also under the impreson that nail polish was banned by her parents. 

We got to the hotel. We had traded driving. We were both tired. “Take off my sandles.  Play with my feet! ” she said.

“Oh. I dont do stuff like that!” i said. “It is not banned in scripture. Come on. Give me a massage! ” she asked.i thought it over. I supposed that she was right. I decided to go along with it 

I pulled off her sandles. I started to rub her feet.  Her feet felt realy nice. Within secconds i was hooked. My thing went up.

After a while,  i got on top of her. We removed each others cloths and went at it. I had no idea but it seems that i had a foot fetish.  She usualy reveled hee feet and it got me into the mood.

We were a hspily maried couple. We had four children.  We were busy in full time miniatry. No one was aware of the weird foot thing.

The notes. 

This story is not ment to be a commentary on foot fetish.  Nor dows it endorse or condem foot fetish.  

Bare foot prison

A young colege student is falsely arrested and ends up in prison where she ia forced to go batefoot.

I’m katie. I am 19 years old. I was a college student.  I was a good student. I got good was good. 

I was shy and qiet. I got asked out by another freshman.of course i said yes. He was smart like me. He was not a showman. He was not full of himself at all. I respected him for that and severl other reason. 

Our date was amazing.  He saw kind and thoughtfull.the perfect gentlemen.  We arranged to have a second date. 

What i did not know was that this made another person jelous. Bradford Clifton jenings roberds the third. He liked me. He thought i should be with him. He was anoid at the thought of me being with someone else. Especially a freshman from a less then middle class family.  

Instead of trying to win me over,he decided to get revenge. If he could not have me,no one could. He came up with a plan.he decided to frame me for cheeting. 

He hacked into my oficial school digital portfolio.  He changed my paper. I was always careful to cite my sources and give proper citation when i qoated or made illusion to a saurce. I used the turabien method if citing. He made it look i was attributing qoate to myself. Sence he hacked into my accounts it looked like i was doing it.

Sence colleges were under the department of education, cheating was a federal crime. Due to high profile cheating scandles. It was punishable by jail time. 

I went to my room. I saw several fbi agents. “Are you katie burton?”the lead f.b.i. agent asked. “I am.”i said. I was realy concerned.  I had no idea what was going on. I knew it was not good. 

“Katie Elizabeth burton you are under arest fir violating title five of the fairness and inrregrety act.”he said. My rights were read. I was led to prison.

I was striped out of my green shirt,jeens and underware. I was put in an orange jumpsuit. I was then shakled . i was put in handcufs,belly chain and ankle cufs.

“Where are my shoes? “I asked.  “Prisoners are not alowed shoes or sox. You go barefoot all the matter what. ” the gaurd said.

I did not like that at all. What could i do. I was taken my cell witch was cubicle realy. The shakles were removed.  I was placed in a chair. I was shakled in the chair for a day. 

I was forced to stay in the chair until night.  I was then shakled in a bunk in another room.

I was unable to pay bail. I had to await trial in prison.  I was barfoot. At my trial i could ware shoes. I did not like it any more. I felt hot. I was excited to take them off.

Then on day i was shakled in a chair. A gaurd came in.she undid my shakles. It was not close to bed time i realy had no idea what was going on.

“You are being released! “She said.”did someone pay my bail?”i asked. “No you misunderstand! The charges were droped. It seamed a jilted lover framed you. He felt bad and confessed “she said. 

I was alowed to change. David the freshman i started to date before i ended up in the pocky. Picked me up. I go in. We kissed and huged.

My feet were kiling me. I took off my shoes.much better. I had a feeling i would be going barefoot more often.

The end.

So i dont end up barefoot in prison, the idea came from qurhk on tumbler. If you google barefoot in prison tumbler,ther are quite a few tumbler pages involving batefoot girl in prison or slaves.  

I have a thing for bategoot girls in seams other do we wel.