Andrea's Diary (Part 7)

Following my venture out on a 'date' with Richard a few months ago we decided it was time to hit the evening lights of London again. I had arranged to stay at a hotel just off Oxford Street, which was well placed for where we thought of going.

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Bare legs it was - I had also brought with me some 6" heel sandals and again asked Richard for his preference. He wanted me to remain in my 6" courts. With the decisions made for me I delighted Richard in asking him to unfasten my suspenders and straps to my shoes. These pulled slowly off, I fitted myself back into the high heels.

I asked Richard to fasten up the straps and thread the ends through the leather loops around the back of the heels. This left the ends of the straps protruding with just the first hole in them visible. This hole is slightly larger than those in the rest of the ankle strap.

Richard looked puzzled - until I handed him two small padlocks! With these securely in place Richard drew his hands up my smooth legs, "You're locked in these heels for the rest of the night now?" as he put the keys on the dressing table. This was very pleasing as we also had a ten minute walk to our next port of call for that evening. I knew that as long as Richard held me firmly around the waist I would have no trouble. (Any excuse!)

We set off for the 'House of Drag' club night which was in a private club in Green Street, Mayfair. Walking out through the hotel lobby and into Oxford street, I felt very conscious of my very short leather dress and my locked in 6" heels. Richard enjoyed himself with my predicament. Small steady steps and we were soon there. From the outside it looked almost like any other of the old fashionable houses along the road, but once inside the décor was definitely club like and a splendid venue.

We made our way to the downstairs bar and dance area, there were candle lit tables around the sides, having bought our drinks at the bar we found a nice table to sit and chat.

This venue has enormous potential, so it was a shame that there was not more people. Maybe through columns like this and word of mouth that will happen.

Nonetheless we enjoyed ourselves and Richard caressed my thigh as I suffered for my vanity in my heels. The club finished around 1pm after a couple of marvellous cabaret acts and we made our way back to my hotel - and the keys to my locks!

Back at my hotel Richard toyed with the keys to my heels and after a little more teasing and gentle caressing he finally unlocked me from my heels. The evening was great fun and it would be nice to repeat it sometime, with hopefully more people attending The House of Drag Club night, and Richard locking me into my heels for the whole evening and holding onto keys until I earn my release!

Andrea

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