BBW_British_Amber
Rich. Elegant. Deliciously worn. These plum ankle boots are pure indulgence — deep, velvety colour, soft curves, and a subtle heel that adds just enough click when I walk. They hug my ankles tight, zip up with a whisper, and carry the unmistakable air of a woman who knows exactly what she wants. I’ve worn them on dinner dates where I didn’t wear any knickers, in hotel bars where I crossed my legs slowly and let men imagine what lay just above the hem. The insides are warm, slightly worn, and infused with the soft scent of skin, sweat, and perfume — a heady mix of luxury and lust. They’re posh, yes — but they’ve been places. And they’ve got stories to tell. Want them worn barefoot on a long walk through the city, or slipped on after a steamy bath with no barriers between us? Or perhaps you’d like to see me slowly zip them up while I describe what I’d do if you were beneath them? Just say the word — I’m ready to play.
50.00 GBP
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Mystery Worn Panties – 2 Days Soaked in Me Soft, s**y, and oh-so-secret — these panties have been worn for 2 full days, tucked tight against my warm, wet skin. You won’t know the colour, style, or material until they arrive… but you will know they’ve been thoroughly used. They’ve soaked up every sigh, every movement, every moment I’ve kept them on — morning to night, errands to bed, maybe even a little playtime when I couldn’t help myself. The scent is strong, intimate, and unmistakably mine. Want them even filthier? Add just £10 for each extra day I wear them — more heat, more scent, more of me. Every added day means more build-up, more teasing, more of my juices trapped in the fabric, just for you. Take a chance. Unwrap the unknown. And breathe me in.
30.00 GBP
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Strict. Dominant. Worn by a woman who takes control. These black lace-up boots aren’t just footwear — they’re a statement. Heavy soles, high up the calf, and laced tight like my subs when they’ve misbehaved. I’ve worn these boots in scenes where I’ve had someone on their knees, begging to kiss them. They’ve heard whimpers, felt tension, and pressed down hard on chests, necks, and thighs. The leather is worn in, creased and softened by movement and heat. Scuffs on the toes from dragging across floors — and bodies. The insides carry the scent of domination: sweat, power, and the subtle musk of bare feet inside after hours of play. I’ve worn them barefoot under latex, over fishnets, and once with nothing but a collar and a crop in hand. These boots command attention — and submission. Want them worn again while I walk all over someone for you? Or maybe you’d like the socks I wore in them last session, soaked in sweat and power? Tell me how filthy, how dominant, how far you want to go.
100.00 GBP