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Boots, Boot-Blacking, Boot-play, and when is a scene, a scene?

Boot play and blacking is something that is relatively new to me. I understand that as something that is new, and something that is generally done as a service, it may be difficult to tell whether or not what i'm doing is a scene, or a service. When i am doing a boot scene, i would prefer not to be interrupted. I did a scene last night with Daddy where i blacked his (vintage) brand new boots and kept having people approach me to talk. My feelings weren't hurt, but i would like to make a few clarifications on when i would like to be left to enjoy the leather that i'm into. I am complete and utter boot slut, please let me enjoy that.

I've put together a few guidelines that will hopefully make it easy for someone to tell if trying to talk to me is a good idea. If you are ever in doubt, just wait 'till i'm done.


  • If my mouth is on leather, leave me alone. This includes everything from a simple kiss to full on tongue-out-sloppy-drippy-boot-worship. 
  • If boots are on my chest or tits. Leave me alone.
  • If i am being hurt while blacking. Leave me alone. 
  • If boots are on my lower thighs and people are pressing them into me, i'm crying, or moaning. Leave me alone.
  • If boots are on my lower thighs and i seem to be blacking, talking and having a good time. You can approach. 
  • If i am blacking at a stand and seem to be in good spirits and responsive. You can approach. 


If i'm in a place were people can see me, you can ALWAYS watch. This is specifically about coming up to me and trying to talk to me.

Hopefully this clears up a thing or two.

Thanks for reading :3
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