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Permanent Ballet Boots
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I own over 500 plus pairs of 6 inch platform heels that I want to share with the world! As we embark on this journey together I want to share my secrets, tips and tricks with you as well as other exciting components of my life.

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How My Husband Got Me to wear Extreme Platform High Heels
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Natalie Banks closed her eyes and eased back the chair within the confines of her office, high atop the upper floor of the Relaxation Station headquarters. It was a gloomy, rainy day, and just the type of weather that merited some guilt-free, indoor fun. This afternoon, Natalie was wearing a short, dark business skirt that provided a nice contrast to her white, collared blouse. Up until a few minutes ago, she’d been wearing an interesting set of platform sandals, but Natalie had kicked them off to better indulge in her guilty pleasure. Beneath her desk, Natalie had previously installed an invention that Lara had dubbed, “the troug
"As you can see from your left, this type of Gorilla Glue we are developing is VERY strong than the original, so I would advice that you don't step into this product" She said while walking away while her heels were clicking. "You girls can go ahead and walk around the place to get educated." then she walked away.

"(Phbt) I highly doubt that would happen..",said a hot 17 year-old girl. "Well..she sounded serious about this entire place, Amber." said another 17 year-old girl. "Yeah, no duh Lindsay..oh course she did..so she could scam us out of our money.." said Amber in a upset voice. "Whatever. Let's meet back here in 30 Minutes..tops." s
(The last time we left off of Robert's revenge, she was strapped to a chair and was told by Robert if he can't have her nobody can. What could that possible mean? Read on to find out.)

The next day had came already and Michelle woke up still trapped in the chair. It isn't a dream, she thought to herself. Robert came in and said, "Wakey, wakey." Michelle looked at him and scrunched her toes only to remember that her toes were glued together. "What if I told you, I would let you go?", he said smiling. She wanted to curse at him but since her mouth was glued, she couldn't speak. Instead, she nodded her head.

"The exit is that way where I came
Brittany was an investigative journalist. She was an incredibly attractive woman, with blonde hair, and was very young for her job, only being 23. Wherever she was, no matter what she was investigating, Brittany always wore her signature burgundy blazer over a white shirt, paired with a short black skirt that only reached just below her thighs, along with opaque black pantyhose and black heels. One day, Brittany got an anonymous letter informing her of suspicious activity at a local science lab.
"Hmmm, I think that's worth checking out. I'll have to wait until everyone has left, though."
Brittany quickly changed into her investigative outfit,
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It was getting late in the evening and Alexis was beyond impatient. 'Where the hell is it?!', she pondered to herself while checking her package's shipping status for the billionth time that week. 'Still out for delivery, hmm', she questioned from the perch she'd created on her crowded desk, with the laptop's screen casting the only source of light across her dim bedroom. Alexis had almost given up hope until she heard the distinctive rumble of a diesel engine outside the house. Knowing that her package had arrived, she jumped out of her chair with glee and rushed downstairs to collect her prize. Within seconds, she had already retrieved the box left on her porch and scurried back upstairs, clutching it tightly as she marveled at the immense weight. After setting it down, Alexis grabbed some scissors and began tearing open the cardboard box, revealing a large yellow bucket with a black lid. "YES!!!", she called out with giddy enthusiasm. The label on the bucket read "DANGER: Maxim Glue", in bold print. She then picked up the manufacturer's warning that was tucked nearby. It read sternly, "Warning: Maxim Glue is a quick-drying, industrial strength adhesive. No solvent currently exists and any contact with skin will likely be permanent. Please exercise extreme caution when using this product". Alexis giggled and then gazed upon the bucket of glue. The instrument of her enemies' demise had arrived, now her plan could finally commence. 
It was the following afternoon on campus. Chloe, Tara, and Nikki had just left their last class, albeit somewhat early, and had sauntered out to the quad for their usual diet of cigarettes and gossip. "I thought August would never end, now it's finally time to rock these babies to the bars tonight", exclaimed a somewhat perky Nikki as she lifted her right foot off the ground, then pivoted it whimsically in a shameless act to further showcase her new high heeled boots. They were suede thigh-highs and matched her midnight blue miniskirt perfectly. Rather tall, she stood at 5'10", and was devastatingly beautiful. Her long brunette hair bounced across her white blouse as she continued to stare down, further admiring the boots. Chloe and Tara gazed at them casually, both seemed unimpressed due to their overly snobbish nature. "Please, it's not even boot season. Besides, you have absolutely nothing on these", snapped Tara as she wiggled her own feet, displaying her platform espadrilles from beneath her black leggings. Tara was a somewhat shorter 5'4" with wavy blonde hair, which she ran a hand through as she scoffed at her friend's selection in footwear. Chloe rolled her eyes and crossed her arms before returning her attention to to her friends, "Seriously? Are we really playing this cliche game of who has the best heels? Because if we are, you both know that you're fucked in this competition. Those guys tonight are gonna die when they lay eyes on these", she blurted out with certainty while pointing down to her feet. They were clad in a lavish pair of strappy white plateau heels that easily boosted her at least three inches off the ground. Chloe was a petite 5' tall, but was by far the most striking of the trio...and she knew it. Her short hair had been dyed bright pink, and today she wore a pink t-shirt and white shorts. The three continued to banter and smoke as they walked across the quad, basking in the sunlight and contemplating their plans for the evening. 
Unbeknownst to them, Alexis had already laid out their plans for them long ago. She had been hiding out, sitting under a nearby tree with her laptop as she surveyed the group. Her eyes then turned to her phone, she had just received a text that she'd been waiting on for hours, signifying the final piece of the puzzle. It was Jackie, an acquaintance of Alexis. She played on the college softball team and only shared two classes with Alexis, but she also shared an overwhelming contempt for the three girls in question. Chloe, Tara, and Nikki were perhaps the snobbiest, most entitled college girls within the entire world. Anyone outside their circle was deemed unworthy, and they made no hesitation to be verbal about this, especially when it came to condescending remarks. Other girls trembled at their sight, avoiding them at all costs while simply trying to live their lives. Jackie and Alexis loathed them more than any other, the two had joined forces solely to punish them. Their conversation went as follows;
Jackie: So wtf is this anyway? I just found it outside my dorm room.
Alexis: Maxim Glue, it's permanent, so be careful. 
Jackie: Lmao permanent?? Damn I hate these bitches too but ur taking this shit to a whole new level.
Alexis: I know, I know. But that's why I need you, they'll never trust me enough to get close to them.
Jackie: Relax, I got this. I'm already luring these three bitches to their fate, plus I gotta couple girls from the team to help. I'll text u when it's safe to show up.
Alexis then slipped her phone back into her pocket and stared at the girls once more. Her work was finished now, fate would soon take its course on her oppressors. 
"I dunno, Chloe. This feels shady", said an apprehensive Tara as the three waited outside Foster Hall. The hall had been abandoned for over a decade and sat on the very edge of campus. Few people could be found nearby, and absolutely no one ventured inside. Foster Hall hadn't been used for classes in years due to budget concerns. The college administration was swift to punish any trespassers, so practically everyone tended to avoid the building altogether. "Relax, we'll be fine. Just going to get a little trashed and maybe get lucky, what's so scary about that?", retorted Chloe as she glanced at her phone, typing out a text to inform her host that they'd arrived. Tara looked inquisitive, "Who is this guy, anyway?", she asked. "Just some guy from the swim team, his name's Aiden. He says he's waiting upstairs with two of his friends and a bottle of tequila", Chloe answered excitedly before heaving open the door and dashing inside. Tara and Nikki looked at each other, intrigued, before following suit and heading inside themselves. 
"Aiden? It's us!", Chloe called out as the group walked softly to the stairs. They heard footsteps and assumed it was their dates, so they all headed upstairs. The floor was extremely dim, minimal light was cast inside through the windows. A cache of old books, chairs, and random junk filled the hall as the girls followed onward. The maintenance crews had been using the entire building for storage, turning the building into a seemingly endless hoard of junk, tools, and random fixtures strewn about. "Aiden? Aaaaaiden?? OH FUCK!!!", Chloe called out in shock as she felt a pair of hands grasp onto her wrists. Next, she heard the unmistakable sound of duct tape as the unknown figure began rapidly binding her wrists in front of her. "Chloe?? What's happening?!? What the hell???", moaned out Nikki as she too found herself being taped, immediately followed by Tara. The trio likely would've struggled a bit harder had they known what awaited them, but the softball players had caught then completely by surprise. "Sit down, I promise that you'll be here for a while", called out an unknown voice as the trio looked around anxiously for answers. Next, the three were each shoved into junked chairs. Jackie emerged into the light. "Well now, this is my kind of party", she said slyly while folding her arms and staring at her prey. Two more girls emerged from the darkness, Tally and Amy. Jackie had personally recruited them from the softball team for this particular endeavor. Both were positively sadistic and were clearly enjoying the squeals of their captives. "W-what do you want??", Nikki asked nervously as she sat with her friends. Jackie ignored her as she produced more tape, then began binding her torso and thighs to the chair. Chloe and Tara received the same treatment immediately after, their arms and legs kicked with resistance, but were no match for the strength of the softball players. "Hmm, you three have probably been on your feet all day, that must really hurt in these heels you have. Why don't we just help you all out and let you rest your feet for a little while", proclaimed Jackie as she knelt to Tara's espadrilles and began sliding them off of her feet. Tally and Amy knelt and de-shoed the other two, then giggled at the sight of all their bare feet wiggling about on the floor. Jackie especially enjoyed their ignorance, finding great amusement that her victims had no idea what lay in store for them. 
"This one first, the one with the boots", commanded Jackie as she gestured towards Nikki. "What? What the fuck is happening?!", Nikki blurted out as she saw Tally gather her prized thigh-highs from the floor. Amy then emerged with the yellow bucket of Maxim Glue and began to pry off the lid, ever careful to hide the label from the captives' eyes. "Here, hold it up vertically", Amy called out as she stood a few feet in front of Nikki, bucket in hand. Tally brought the boots over and stood one up next to Amy, who subsequently began filling it with glue. Nikki sat motionless, trapped by the duct tape as she tried to figure out what was happening to her favorite footwear. "What the fuck are you doing?! What is that shit?!", she questioned furiously as she witnessed her precious boots being defiled before her eyes. Amy and Tally had already finished the first boot and we're now filling the second. The glue was immensely thick and sticky, soft gulping noises could be heard as it flowed further into Nikki's boot. "Alright, little Ms. Thigh Highs here decided to make things hard for us, so the three of us will need to put these on her together", Jackie proclaimed while studying the situation. Nikki was as confused as she was angry, completely oblivious to what was happening. Chloe was furious from her seat nearby, "What the FUCK are you doing?! You'd better not be putting those on her feet!!!", she called out bitterly. Nikki cringed as Jackie approached her and clasped onto her left leg, the other two followed and began shoving and pulling Nikki's boot back onto her. "What the...EWWW!!! For real, what is this shit?!", Nikki complained as she felt the glue against her bare foot. The glue was making squelching and sucking noises as both boots were forced back onto her feet and legs. As her limbs were shoved further inward, the glue began to overflow and leak down from the tops of her boots in thick strands. Tally and Amy looked down at Nikki's feet, tremendously satisfied as she kicked about. 
"Okay there, the hard part is over. Let's get these two fitted", Jackie mused as she motioned to Tara and Chloe. "Fitted?! Is that what you call...this?!?!?", Chloe questioned furiously as she continued to struggle within the duct tape which bound her to the chair. Amy and Tally then brought the bucket of glue to Tara's feet. She had been utterly petrified throughout the entire ordeal thus far, she sat motionless and horrified as the two picked up her espadrilles. Chloe tilted her head and tried to make out the bucket's label within the dim lighting. "Glue?! You filled her boots with permanent GLUE?!?!", she screamed out in a violent rage. Tally and Amy the looked at each other, giggling as they shifted their gaze to Nikki. Her jaw had dropped wide open upon hearing this news. Panicked and speechless, she began gyrating her legs about in a fruitless effort to remove her boots. Jackie laughed at Nikki's predicament before she and her friends turned back to poor Tara. Tally had positioned the espadrilles in front of Tara's chair, side by side, then began dumping glue into each of them. Tara looked down, highly alarmed as she tried to tuck her feet back underneath the seat. Amy took notice of this and grabbed her right ankle, "Oh come on now, sweetie, your shoes are new and improved now! I think you should try them on", she berated as her and Tally grabbed hold of Tara's ankles. "No! No, please! Don't do this!!! NOOO!!!", she cried out in fear, right before she felt the squishing sensation of her feet being plopped into the glue-filled espadrilles. Jackie was highly amused by her plight, she studied Tara struggling, as well as Nikki still trying to kick off her boots. 
Finally, all eyes were on Chloe. She was still fidgeting wildly in her seat, irate and helpless. Jackie picked up one of her plateau heels from the floor, then lifted it up to examine it. "Hmm, these are a bit too flat for us to fill them with the glue, any suggestions?", she asked while staring at the shoe. "I do!", called out Amy as she jumped to retrieve a rather large paint brush from a pile of junk on the other side of the room. "Here, you two each grab an ankle and lift her feet into the air", she commanded while bringing the bucket of Maxim glue over to Chloe. "NO!! FUCKING STOP IT!!!", Chloe cried with fury as the other two lifted her feet into the air, exposing her bare soles. "She's just in such a foul mood, I thought a little tickle might help her", Amy explained as she dipped the brush into the Maxim glue, tugging with force to pull it out. Jackie and Tally giggled with enthusiasm as they realized Amy's plan, then stared at Chloe, eager to see the look on her face as she felt the sensation. Chloe was thrashing her legs and body in another desperate attempt to free herself, but the duct tape prevented any such luxuries as Amy approached her feet, brush in hand. "Get the fuck off me!!! Now!! No...NOOOO!!! AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!", she laughed maniacally as Amy began spreading glue over her bare soles with the brush. Chloe had always been deathly ticklish, but this torture was on an entirely different level. "Amy! Don't forget the toes!", Jackie suggested with a sadistic giggle. Chloe's eyes widened with terror as she felt the brush work its way to her toes, soaking them in glue as she continued to laugh uncontrollably. Amy continued spreading the glue. Chloe's feet had already been completely covered for some time now, she just enjoyed tickling her. "Ok, I think that's enough", Jackie said to Amy without much enthusiasm. "Dammit! Oh well. Time for your shoes, bitch!", Amy replied as she picked up Chloe's lavish plateau heels. Chloe tried to fight the softball players, but was left utterly exhausted from the tickling. She cringed as she felt her feet slide into the massive heels, knowing they'd be permanently fixed to her. Tally and Amy then stood up to gaze upon their work with satisfaction. Jackie was tying the straps on Chloe's heels, then got up herself to join them. Nikki, Tara, and Chloe all panicked and shuffled about, tremendously concerned about freeing themselves from their heels. They could feel the Maxim glue setting as the trio found it increasingly harder to wiggle their feet and toes within the slimy stickiness. Jackie, Amy, and Tally then surrounded Nikki before cutting her free from the duct tape, but leaving her wrists bound in front of her. Nikki immediately leaned forward and began tugging at her boots, but it was utterly useless. The glue had now set, creating a permanent bond that could never be broken.
Tara and Chloe watched as their friend realized that her feet had no escape whatsoever from their high-heeled prison. "Oh no, oh please no!!!", Nikki cried out pitifully as she struggled, feeling the glue enveloping her skin from her toes up to her thighs. "So what now, you're just going to leave us here like this?", Chloe asked from her seat nearby. Their captors looked at each other and snickered, amused at her question. "Well, that's all up to you. We've set up a series of traps throughout the hall, so your escape will entirely be up to you. We'll at least give you the advantage of being freed of the tape, but then you're on your own", Jackie explained with a great sens
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