Ramblings on Boot Blacking

So I don’t know much about it, but I want to learn more about boot blacking. I only have my pair of Docs to care for and they are in dire need of a good polish. I taught myself a bit about it and have been polishing various pairs of boots I’ve owned for a long time, but after more research have realized just how much I don’t know (which is a lot!) I can’t wait to have more things to care for, like a quality leather flogger or paddle although I expect caring for them will be somewhat different than polishing my boots will be. Unfortunately, my partner isn’t into the shiny boots or shoes look so I can’t really do it as an act of service for them. But I can do it as an act of self care for myself and get lost in the feel and smell of leather, both of which I find to be incredibly erotic (so much so that I wrote a story about boot blacking from a submissive’s point of view.)

As I am reading and learning many things I’m finding that the very idea of polishing boots other than my own or my partner’s very intriguing, but I think it would also be very nerve wracking as I would be terrified of messing up. As someone with a very submissive mindset I think it would bother me greatly to make a mistake. Which means that even if I had the chance or skill level I doubt I would ever boot black at a leather or kink related event. I might, however, be willing to sit and have my boots polished. I think there would be something potentially charged in that exchange that I would enjoy. And by watching the process I might learn a thing or two about taking better care of my own leather goods.

I read a blog post ( https://leatherati.com/leatherati-bootblack-week-the-spirituality-of-bootblacking-36ed855a434b) that really spoke to me about how leather care can be a spiritual sort of experience and in some ways I think that it is something that I could use in my life to help me deal with some of my own personal demons. I want to see if it will help me manage some symptoms of bipolar or anxiety, although I worry that trying to do that could lead to my becoming slightly obsessive over keeping my boots clean and polished, which would be a difficult task given the winter weather where I live. But doing all the reading I’ve done and glancing over at my boots from time to time has left me almost aching to get down to business, but I don’t have polish or other supplies at hand just now so I’ll have to content myself with soaking up as much knowledge as I can find while I imagine the smell and feel of leather surrounding me. I’m genuinely looking forward to getting the supplies and applying myself at a task that I imagine many people would find to be arduous and time consuming.

Anyone reading this may wonder just how it relates to the more sexual topics that I typically write about, but I feel like learning to clean and polish my boots with care and skill is something that will let me improve my submission overall because I can give in to the feelings that I have and just surrender myself to them. This is something that I fight with as I’m (still) not always comfortable letting myself be vulnerable when I submit to Sir especially if I want to ask for something or share something and I want to be the best version of myself than I can be, not only for them, but for myself. I want to learn and grow and be more than I am. So for me, even if I’m not caring for anyone’s leather but my own, I want to be the best I can be at it, to let it teach me lessons that I might not have known I needed to learn, and to be able to have pride in a job well done just like I would from any other act of service, even if, in this case, the service is for myself. I’m also curious to see if I can reach a sort of head space or subspace in the repetitive nature of the task, the smell of leather and polish, and the general flow of the act itself and see how that affects me as well.

For anyone out there who has more experience with boot blacking than I do, I’m certainly open to comments or suggestions about how to learn more and become good at a skill that I know so little about. I know that reading can only get me so far and much of it I will have to learn by doing my own thing and figuring out what works for me. As I become better versed in the skill perhaps, sometime in the future, I will write a basic boot blacking 101 type post where I share what I’ve learned to help other people looking to learn, but for now I’m just going to polish my boots and let the journey lead me where it will.

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KOTW – Boots – (Polishing Ava)

Ava started her day with the usual chores and upon finishing them went for his boots. She’d noticed that they were in dire need of a good cleaning and polishing and she loved the scent of leather and shoe polish together. She scrubbed them down carefully and then began applying polish and buffing it in. She repeated the process until the boots looked nearly new again, relaced them, and put them away. She hoped David would be pleased at the small act next time he wore his boots.

As time permitted she also polished the leather strap used for her spankings, her own boots, David’s good belt, and anything she could find that needed polishing. David knew the scent of leather turned her on and so he began to make plans. He told her about them over dinner a week later and she couldn’t quite believe her ears. “You want me to do what?” He repeated himself and then just looked at her. After a moment she simply nodded. He waited. Finally, “Yes, Sir.” “Good. I’ll make all the arrangements and you’ll prepare your kit as needed.”

A couple weeks later found Ava kneeling, wearing nothing but her collar, and waiting by a high chair that had been designated as the boot blacking chair for the evening. The doorbell rang and Ava quivered. She’d never done anything like this before and despite her initial misgivings she was excited to serve in this way. As her first “customer” took his place Ava quickly began to work, brushing the dirt and dust away, giving the books a quick scrub and polishing them deftly all while the man in the chair above her ogled her nude body and chatted with David. As the evening went on she found that she was not only surrounded by men, but almost always had one in her chair as well. She knew she polished some pairs of shoes or boots more than once.

The smell of leather was intoxicating and almost overwhelming and she had forgotten her embarrassment as she lost herself in her work. Then she heard David discussing why she was wearing a collar and even without him going into great detail she blushed and lost her concentration for a moment. That moment was enough to spoil the shine she was working into a pair of lovely handcrafted shoes and she muttered angrily to herself about the mishap as she started over. “David, my friend, I think you’ve rather rattled your pet.” And the gentleman pointed at the obvious flaw in the polishing job that Ava was hurriedly trying to repair. And then David said her name. Only once, but she knew she was in trouble. “Finish up properly this time and then bring the strap.” She gulped and wondered if he would spank her in front of all these people and she feared that was to be the case.

“Gather round gentlemen and I’ll show you just how good she is for me and perhaps will be for all of you as well.” Ava heard this and blushed hotly as she returned carrying the leather strap reverently in both hands. She knelt, head down, ass up, her knees pressed tightly together hoping that would afford her some some semblance of modesty in front of all these men. And David brought the strap down. Once. Twice. A total of ten times he hit her and by the end she was thanking him for it. Every man in the room wanted a turn with her (as if they hadn’t already) and David whispered to her that if she wished to please him further she would be a good little slut and let the men in the room, none of whom she knew, fuck her, come on her, and treat her like the dirty girl he knew she was. His words only made her moan as she nodded her assent.