#303341 - Boots & Leather 9 2 Eros Goldstripe 1977

Boots & Leather, Volume 9, Number 2
Eros Publishing Co., Inc.
Wilmington, Delaware
1977

digital replica

The good news here is that all four pictorials show women wearing boots. For some, the less appealing aspect of these photographs resides in the fact that the women are shown by themselves — without men to abuse. Short adjacent blurbs refer to domination practices, but only whips appear.

Heartless Hussy

With a background of tropical plants, Alma reclines on the sofa showing her cat-o'-nine tails to the camera. In knee-high boots, stockings, a loose corset, and leather gloves, she displays her youthful curves and the tokens of her womanhood.

Peter's Lesson — short story

Introduced by a Bill Ward illustration, the story tells of Peter's visit to co-worker Sylvia's apartment. After agreeing to the visit at school, he called her later and tried to re-schedule. She demanded that he keep the appointment.

When he arrives, she's angry, takes down his trousers, draws him across her lap and spanks him. Then, her mood changes.

She lay back, propping herself on her elbows and extending her legs out directly in front of her, opening them so that the lust-filled man had an unrestricted view of her.

Peter didn't want to look. Every nerve in his body told him that she was only toying with him as a child toys with a wounded insect before squashing it underfoot. But there was no denying that his cock was pounding painfully against his belly as she exposed her feminine charms to his excited eyes. The more aroused he became, the hornier she got. . . .

"Don't you want to examine me?" she asked coyly, seductively. She could see the resistance in his eyes and on his handsome face, the look of ambivalence and frustration at being torn between two basic human emotions — fear and lust. "Come on, Peter, just move your face closer and pretend that this thing between my legs is a delicate flower about to bloom for you."

He couldn't stand it another moment. Moving slowly, as if in a dream, he shifted his body around so that his head was pointing directly up into her luscious crotch. The creamy white flesh of her thighs was glowing with a reddish tinge, and he crawled toward them, feeling her long lovely legs on either side of his body. The lacy black hose were held up by a dark garter belt. Thin strips of elastic connected the garterbelt and the stockings, leaving an expanse of white flesh on each leg that was separated by the succulent gash.

His nostrils flared with lewd excitement as he caught the first whiff of her steaming lubricants wafting up to him. The aroma was like nothing else in the world — a mixture of musky femininity and sexual allure, a sure signal to his excited mind that she was in heat. His lips were dry and he licked at them with the tip of his tongue, wondering what it would be like to dip his head down into the fragrance and lick out the honey-pot.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever considered such a thing. Now, incredibly, he wanted to hungrily eat out this luscious slit of velvet and flesh, to worm his hot tongue up into the gaping wound and lick out each drop of her precious fluid while she ground her pelvis up at him and urged him on. . . .

"I believe your education about sex has been sadly neglected," she laughed cruelly. "You're lucky I found you before some other female got to you first . . . some dirty bitch who hasn't my patience and methods of training a male to serve a woman correctly! Because, darling, I am going to train you to serve me!"

Peter had no idea what she was talking about, nor was he particularly interested in anything she had to say to him. He had already been brutalized to the point of hatred for the luscious woman by her savage beating of his ass and the incredible way she had degraded him. All he wanted to do now was to kneel on the floor and rapturously drink in the exciting sight of her, to look at it with calf-eyes and contemplate what the exquisitely damp hole would taste like against his tongue.

Suddenly, without warning, her grasp increased the pressure of her fingers and he was being brutally drawn down into the waiting warmth. For a moment he tried to resist and he thought his ears would be torn off his head as she dug her razor-sharp fingernails into his defenseless flesh. Then, moaning with pain, he found his face flush up against the roaring heat, felt the smooth flesh digging into him. realized that his lips were being surrounded by soft, warm flesh, and knew that all he had to do was let his tongue-tip snake out even a fraction of an inch to be tasting woman for the first time.

Whipping Witch

We first see Carmen in a short leather dress. Then, she strips down to leather gloves, lacy garter belt, hose and leather boots, all while grasping a cat-o'-nine tails.

Strap and Sneer

Zoftig Annie holds and mouths a slab of leather that's been divided into mean strips. In shiny boots with five-inch heels, she presents her shapely figure in long gloves, corset and nylons.

Booted Bitch

On the couch, Katya discloses all her secrets when she spreads her legs in a studded leather dress. In long gloves, garter belt, stockings, and shiny lace-up boots, she tongues her cat-o'-nine tails.

The ebook contains all content of the 48-page magazine, including advertising, except for a .9 inch square on the cover. Page sequence was revised to obtain continuity of the short story.

Some borders, margins, walls and floors were cropped out. A few page layouts were revised. On two pages, photographs were enlarged.

Brightness, contrast and levels were adjusted, shadows reduced and many specks re-touched. Professional photography transposed to ebook format with clarity.

All new scans. Nudity.

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Although some parts of pictures are obscured on this page, the ebook shows everything that's in the original.

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