Tales from Sanatorium: Shoes for the Debutant

Looks a bit like the shoe weeks, when you read a bit earlier you see that one of our maids in the sanatorium get's some new shoes. And today one of our debutants also has the pleasure to try some new ones. A debutant is a girl that underwents the education to become a perfect lady. After she cared for the household, yes also a lady should know how to run perfectly a household it was shopping time.

Her eyes widened a bit, as she was told she will get 9 inch high heels. Thats surely more as the maid of the house recives, but the words from the headmistress: "Who wants to show beauty has to suffer...", remind the girl that she becomes a lady and not a maid.

She was a bit more shocked, as the headmistress of the sanatorium told her she will have to wear shoes two sizes to small, as this will improve her walk and posture.

Quickly she found herself after the small shopping back at the sanatorium. She should have been warned as the headmistress told her: "It is maybe better to sit down to put these shoes on"

And some minutes later she knows why, the headmistress helped her to move her feet and legs in the far to high and to tight boots. Her toes were pushed towards the bottom of the 9 inch high heels, the feet stretched, hurtfull and unable to move in the boots a bit.  The tightness becomes nearly unbareable as the boots very firmly laced and her poor feet pushed even with more force into the ballet boot. She feels the pain as the headmistress says with a little evil smile: "It's important to lace them well, if they are to loose, it will be difficult to walk in them." The poor debutant with the stretched feet in the boots cant even imagine to walk one step in this instrument of firm posture, as she feel how helpless her feet is now. But she has to walk, even to stand up from the lounger was a difficult think. But the headmistress helped her to stand, and encourage her to walk. After the first steps with the guideance of the headmistress she tried to walk alone and fall to the floor. Just there she was reminded that she was corsetted since some weeks also in some tight laced corset. Hard to stand up, she was guided by the headmistress to end in some other device of torture.

Quickly the debutants arm were restrained with some chains, with were pulled up to the strange device. She feel the pain of the stretched arms, and befor she had the time to wonder, she feel and could hardly see, as the stiff corset makes it difficult, that she was standing on some metal ball, with her new to high heeld boots. Forced to tiptoe's she tries to get some grip on the slippery bowl. She cant bare the feeling to fall down, but the sharp pain from the chained wrists remind her that she is bound and can not fall down. As this is not enough the headmistress moved around her and commented as she move some bit between the lipps of the debuntant: "Better to keep you a bit quite, instead of disturbing the neighbours with your moaning."

Feeling helpless, so tight restrained and only concentrated not to fall down, she nearly not recognize how tight the bit was forced into her mouth, she drifted into some state of unawarness of the things that happen around her, a bit wondering if this is really required to become a lady, she only hear some words: "A few hours up there will help a lot..."