//------------------------------// // The Jeweler P1 Ch 10 // Story: Special experience files (volume 7) // by keithsterling //------------------------------// It was close to 4:30, the end of my work day, went my office door was opened by my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier, attired in a tailored-made gray Le suit pantsuit and custom-made black high heels waiting for me to join her as we both parked in the same area of the parking lot at Canterlot trade center in downtown Los Ungulas. I joined her in the outer office as I was waiting for her to get her light blue Stone Mountain hobo bag from the drawer of her rustic gray double pedestal desk at her workstation at the office. I noticed that my Executive Secretary Alexandria Glacier was wearing a pair of black Farrah custom-made pumps with three-and-one-half-inch heels on her feet. From what I could tell, she was wearing no stockings this day, which meant she was barefooted. After finding her purse in the mess that was her desk drawer, I asked her to remove her heels. Alexandria softly sniggers and, with a smile, pulls her heels, leaving her barefooted. With her heels removed, we left the office together; the weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet were music to my ears, even those it was muffled by the carpeted hallway leading to the private elevator on this floor. As it would take twelve minutes for the elevator to reach the ground floor, I asked Alex to turn around and take hold of the side of this private elevator. In that position, I bent her leg back, exposing her sensitive alabaster white creamy soft sole that unintentionally gently unwrinkled and wrinkled, demonstrating how smooth the skin is on the bottom of her foot. Soon this private elevator filled with hysterical mare’s laughter as I tickled this helpless mare’s barefoot all the way down to the lobby floor. Every so often switches between the other sensitive alabaster white creamy soft sole of her other vulnerable bare sole. By the time the elevator pinged on the lobby floor, Alex was gulping much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs after I tickled the soles of her feet till we reached the lobby floor from the executive floor of the building. Soon the weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet returned as we walked across the lobby's blue vita bella polished porcelain tile floor toward the double large glass door of the building to leave. The weightier pip-pops of her sizable and lovely Greek shaped bare feet became more pronounced as we walked across the cement sidewalk to the blacktop of the parking lot to our vehicle's parking spots. "I noticed that empty block of time you scheduled in your agenda for today, Justice. May I ask where you are going right now?" Alexandria inquired as she tossed her purse and heels into the passenger seat of her vehicle, leaving her standing barefooted on the blacktop, why she spoke to me about my agenda for today. "On the ball like always, Alex (Alex smiles). I was invited for drinks at Appaloosa Bar and grill by Ms Sparkle. What was unusual, Alex…is that Cadence came to my office; why you were at lunch today?" I explain as Alexandria walks over to my car and leans against it, allowing me to continue to look at her naked feet why we talked. "That doesn't sound that unusual…." Alexandria said, being interrupted in mid-sentence went my text message ding on my cell phone. "Cadence?" Alexandria comments as I shake my head, and she hops up onto the hood of my car, crossing her long Alicorn legs in front of her. "She said, ‘running late…will meet you are the bar’." I read off my cell phone screen as Alex once again giggled. "But anyway, Justice, as I was saying…I have been told by the other Executive Secretaries on that floor. That Ms Sparkle often visits you on my lunch breaks." Alexandria explained as I stood in front of Alex wrapping my hands around her barefoot, feeling that the sole of her foot was still very smooth, even those she walked barefooted on the blacktop of the parking lot. "That is not what is unusual, Alex…When she came to invite me for after-work drinks, I swear she was wearing stockings and recently had her hands manicured. So you can assume she had her feet pedicured as well.” I explain as the tips of my fingers play inside Alexandria's deep and high smooth arch, causing her toes to splay from the tingling sensation. "I see what you mean, Justice (reach down and unwrapping my hands from around her foot). Everyone at the company knows she doesn't like wearing stockings…she prefers being barefooted went she wearing her heels." Alexandria replied as she hopped down off the hood of my car before hugging me and walking back over to her car to head home. It took me a solid hour to get to the Appaloosa bar and grill in downtown Los Ungulas as the traffic was heavy then. The Appaloosa bar and grill is located in the historic district of downtown Los Ungulas; it is a legendary drinking location that has been there for many years. It has excellent food and even better drinks, a great place to get a drink after a long work day. For such a place, it was tranquil at this time, but nevertheless, the live band sounded great on the stage. I found a table facing the main entrance into the bar watching for a beautiful light pink Alicorn mare with moderate violet, moderate rose and pale gold streaked mane and tail to arrive at the bar and grill. Her curvy 5ft 9in equine figure was attired in a white short-sleeve texture tee mare's round neck blouse and black straight-fit trousers. Her light pink elegant creamy smooth legs were hidden by the pant legs of her trousers. From my vantage point at the table, her ten-inch, long, beautiful light pink creamy soft, slim, Egyptian shaped bare feet were black Tillis pointed-toed stiletto heel pumps with two-and-one-half-inch stiletto heels. An asymmetrical leather strap crossed vertically from the arches of her feet across the bridge of her foot, holding the pumps on her feet. Dangling from her shoulder was a black, gray Stone Mountain washed Irene leather hobo bag holding all her personal possessions and the keys to her vehicle. And folded on her back were her medium-sized light pink feathery bird wings. This Alicorn mare was Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation and my adoptive niece. The stiletto heels click-clacked upon the wooden floor of the bar as she threads her way to my table. Even with her walking like that, I couldn't tell if she was wearing stockings or they matched the same color as her shoes. As she neared my table, I noticed the beads of perspiration form on her forehead at the base of her light pink spiral horn; she was very nervous about something. It got stranger went Cadence sat down at my table; she sat down in a position where I could clearly see her heel-clad feet underneath my table. Indeed she was wearing stockings; the opaque black fabric of the nylons obscured the ten-inch, long, attractive light pink creamy smooth slim egyptian shaped bare feet of my adoptive niece. She made no attempt to avert my eyes from looking at her heel-clad feet underneath the table and decided to drink the cocktail she ordered from the bar when she walked in to calm her nerves. Went I finally pulled away my eyes from looking at her heel clad feet underneath the table, she finished her cocktail but didn’t order another one. "Uncle, please take me to Gateway Park near the university," Cadence said in an almost begging tone. A style of voice she rarely uses anytime during the day or evening. “Huh? What the Gateway Park? That is where I take mares that are hesitant to let anyone know about their tickle torture fetish. You, adoptive niece, are hardly in that category." I said honestly as Cadence swallowed a lump in her throat. "I know, uncle…but I need that place to be very private." Cadence said, her voice edged with tension as tears formed in her light purple eyes. Not wanting my adoptive niece to start crying, I padded her on her shoulder. "Oh, all right, Cadence, if it is that important to you, niece. I'll take you to Gateway Park near the university. We have to drive to the park as this bar is no were close to the park to walk to." I explained as we both stood up from our table, paid for our drinks, and left the bar. We drove several miles to the University of Coltifornia, Los Ungulas and turned into a small hidden parking lot at the park. After getting out of our vehicles, we walked down a short concrete path; as our heels click-clacked over the cement, we passed through a wrought iron gate and continued walking down the bluestone path that weaved through the park. Cadence was in awe of the gorgeously landscaped park with plenty of well-hidden intimate areas spread across the park. A large Alpine stone three-tiered fountain was at the center of this gorgeous green space. I stopped momentarily to gain my bearings before asking Cadence to continue following me deeper into the park. As Cadence followed me further into the park, she looked around. She noticed that this park was used mainly by college students from the nearby university of Coltifornia at Los Ungulas to spend time with their mares. “Welcome to Gateway Park, my dear niece!” I exclaimed as we stood in front of high hedged intimate area in the park. As we passed through the flower-covered archway with an antique whitewashed wooden garden gate, we were standing at the entrance of a large twenty-two by twenty-eight square foot area of a pressed concrete slab. I watch Cadence walk up to the picnic table and place her purse on the bench. She watched me walk toward the gate, and I pulled the gate closed before drawing the bolt latch locking it from the inside. "Now, what is this all about, niece?" I asked as Cadence overlooked the magically created manacles that formed around her perfect slender ankles, locking her to a concrete slab. "Huh!" Cadence exclaimed as she made no attempt to break the manacles keeping her locked in place. "Uncle? Please tickle me silly…."Cadence says, her voice wooden, distant as I could hear the depression in her lovely voice. "All right, niece, if that's what you want me to do," I said hesitantly as I broke the magical manacles around her ankles. Once free, she ran up to me and hugged me tightly as I caressed her moderate violet, moderate rose and pale gold streaked mane with my hand. The loving gesture caused Cadence to weep, telling me she would now listen to me. "Now, Cadence, I can't tickle you in this state of mind. The experience would be more painful than pleasurable." I explained as Cadence allowed me to wipe the tears away with my fingers that fell from her light purple eyes. "I know, uncle, you care greatly for those you tickle…My emotions were so scrambled I want the pain and not pleasure from the experience (kisses me on my cheek)." Cadence was regretful as she sat on the table and placed her feet on the bench. "Is there something wrong, niece?" I asked politely, scrutinizing my adoptive niece’s features for clues as she didn’t stop me from opening the Velcro closure that held the pumps to her feet. "What makes you think that something is wrong dear uncle?"Cadence said in her soothing voice, edged with tension as she smiled spastically ever so often as I took the pumps off her feet, standing them up underneath the bench. "Oh?" I said, pretending to be shocked as I confirmed that my adoptive niece was wearing bare black stockings that obscured the light pink skin of her feet. I blinked with surprise; through the opaque fabric of reinforced toes of her stockings,I could see that her toenails were painted with sage green nail polish. "Well, niece? As I stated earlier at the bar, my adoptive niece is hardly in that category of hiding her tickle torture fetish. That is one of many things I love about you, niece." I explained as I tickled the underside of her well-formed bosom through the blouse, causing her to squirm and slap away my hand from stroking her breast. "You got me, uncle…there is something wrong," Cadence said, relenting as I rolled up the pant legs of her trouser, revealing the full French lace detail of her knee-high reinforced toes stockings she was wearing. Cadence graciously lifted her long Alicorn legs up in the air so I could easily slide the knee-high reinforced toes stockings down her smooth, light pink legs and off her beautiful delicate pink creamy soft, slim, egyptian shaped bare feet. With her stockings removed, left revealed were her slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish. Her feet were slightly more petite than her aunt’s wider white with a hint of pink plushy bare feet, and her perfectly normal-shaped arches were shallow but with a smoother curve. The soft round balls of her feet had a smooth curve, and her gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heels accentuated her gorgeous shaped light pink bare feet. Her feet were topped with ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. Her two big toes were the longest on her long attractive light pink slim egyptian shaped bare feet, and the rest were alluring, tapered off the end of her feet. The creamy light pink smooth skin on the soles of her feet were luscious with very effortless creases upon them. That gently rolled went she unintentionally curled her ten slightly plump elegant, and dynamic slender long toes. A moment later, she rested her egyptian shaped bare feet on the bench and unrolled the pant legs of her trouser; the bottom hem of the trouser hit just above the ankle bone of her Egyptian shaped bare feet with a thin sheen of sage green nail polish. I reach for my adoptive niece's perfect slender ankles resting on the bench. Cadence's curvy equine figure started to shudder and shake as my strong hand wrapped around her perfectly slim ankles. She braced herself as best as she could. I pulled her long Alicorn legs straight in front of her locking them inside two magic bubbles in midair. I followed that up by creating ten smaller bubbles that latched onto her ten slightly plump elegant and dynamic slender long toes on top of her feet and gently let them pull them back, causing the soles of her feet to become more prominent. She blindly searched for the edge of the picnic table with her well-manicured slender hands behind her. Her equine face grew haggard with worry about the longer it took for her to find the rounded edge of the picnic table; when she finally found the edge, she wrapped her fingers around the rounded edge, driving her almond-cut nails with sage green nail polish into the wood. Beads of her perspiration form at the base of her medium-sized light pink spiral horn in the center of her forehead as I got to her feet and moved to her helpless creamy, delicate pink smooth skins on the soles of her feet. Cadence prematurely squealed and began to giggle as I brought my fingers toward her gently flowing, beautiful slender curved heels to start scratching the creamy smooth skins on the bottom of her feet and the soft, shallow but perfectly normal shaped arches of her feet. The heat coming off her light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish caused me to pause went I picked up the dry, earthy, woody, leather and smoky scent of vetiver from the moisturizer she rubs on her feet to keep them lush. Cadence pleaded with me to stop tracing my fingers on the soft round balls of her feet, which had a smooth curve and were very sensitive to the touch. She began to giggle and scream for me to stop as the tips of my fingers really tickled on the perfect toe stems that I targeted. She screamed with laughter as my devilish fingers skitter across the pliable toe pads of her ten slightly plump, elegant, dynamic, slender long toes. She gulped much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs when I released her sensitive bare feet from the magic bubble that held them aloft. "All right, my dear niece, what is this all about?" I asked as tears started forming in her light purple eyes and dripped down her cheeks as she nodded. I took hold of my crying niece in my arms, hugging her and rubbed her back, calming her emotional state. "I thank you, uncle… (Voice trailing off)." Cadence said, appreciative as she didn't mind me taking hold of her sensitive barefoot in my hand to examine it as she quickly composed herself. "What is going on, uncle? I just finished a meeting with a client at the newly build downtown Los Ungulas outdoor mall. Walking back to my vehicle, I passed the beautiful Mares Jewelry store and browsed the jewelry for a bit." Cadence explains as I rub the top of her foot with my thumbs from the tip of her toes, moving slowly up to her ankle with firm pressure relaxing her so she would talk more. "That went, I met high-end Jewelry designer Filomena Amore Aperture; we talked for some time about the jewelry displayed in the glass case at the beautiful Mares Jewelry store. She told me she was the designer of the jewelry collection on display. I told her that I was the Chief Operating Officer Cadence Sparkle for the Dayspring Corporation, a high-end advertising company and asked if she would be interested in doing business with us to call me. I gave her one of my business cards and told her to call." Cadence explains as I apply light pressure with my thumbs in her arch, massaging it right below the ball of the foot, and she unleashes a satisfying groan as the tension is released from the stress in her foot. "Miss Aperture contacted me just a few hours ago, which is why I was late. On Rodeo drive, she asked me to visit her jewelled saddle jewelry company in the city of Grazing Hills. So I did, and she showed me around her company. I was very impressed with her company. As we walked to her office, we talked about what kind of advertisement she would like us to do for her." Cadence continued as I moved my thumbs up and down on her Achilles tendon, which made her groan even more relaxed. Went I started to rub in circular motions with my thumbs on her gentle, flowing, beautiful slender curved heel, she wanted me to do her other foot as well. "In her office, she was called away for a little while to check on a new design. So I took the opportunity to look at the framed pictures she had hanging on the walls of her office. Figuring out what type of advertisement would most appeal to her. She had a lot of pictures of her holding her jewelry designs which were fine; it would make it much easier to create an advertising campaign for her. But then, in one corner of her office, I found a black and white photo of baby Alicorn mare." Cadence's lovely voice cracked as she suddenly squealed at me went I accidentally yanked the big toe of her other foot too hard when she said she found a picture of baby Alicorn mare in Miss Aperture's office. "Did you ask Miss Aperture about it, niece?" I inquired as Cadence leaned forward and kissed me on my cheek to thank me for giving her a foot massage and was reassured that nothing would change between us after what she told me. "(Nodded her head) She told me about twenty-one years ago, in the city of Monocolt in Prance, she was doing her first high-end jewelry show. During that show, her baby was kidnapped by two jewelry thieves to force her to give them the most expensive gems in exchange for her baby. But before the exchange, the pair were killed in a serious auto accident. Her kidnapped baby was no were to be found and feared dead." Cadence explained as she allowed me to take her now sweat-covered, slenderly gracefully rounded gorgeous, shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish and begin licking the sweat off her sensitive bare feet cheering her up as my tongue felt terrific on the bare skin of her feet. "So I assume you believe you found your real mother, niece," I commented as Cadence nodded yes. I took hold of Cadence's slender well-manicured hand and helped her to her feet. Once on her feet, she pick-up her stocking and heels from the ground but remained in her bare feet to walk back to the parking lot. The gentle pip-pops of Cadence’s slenderly gracefully rounded, gorgeous shaped pair of light pink egyptian shaped bare feet with sage green toenail polish walking over the bluestone path that weaved through the park was calming as we spoke all the way back to the parking lot of the Gateway Park.