Another commission for furrymike, continuing the "Sadie vs. the shoe thief" series! This is Part 3.

Part 2: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/16579764/
Part 1: http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15713967/

Sadie seemed poised to "punish" Mike the wolf for stealing her shoe. She had him pinned under her stocking foot on a bench in the back of the club he had absconded to, and he appeared to be ready for whatever she had in store for him. But she seemed distracted by the increasing noise inside the club, and she looked back over her shoulder. The place was filling up faster than she expected. "It's getting too crowded in here," Sadie said. "I don't like to have too many 'witnesses'." She smirked. "Follow me, wolf," Sadie commanded. "I'm taking you to a place where I can discipline you in private."

And with that, Sadie snatched her missing right shoe out of Mike's hand, placed it on the floor, and stepped back into it. She pivoted 180 degrees and hurried toward the club's exit, her reunited spike heels clicking rhythmically across the floor. Mike looked disappointed, but his disappointment quickly turned to excitement as he followed behind the young mongoose, jogging to catch up with her speed-walk.

Sadie and Mike crossed the road back to the Cowtech parking lot. Sadie led Mike to her car, parked in her premium space right next to the offices. Sadie sat down in the driver's seat, then unlocked the front passenger door to let Mike in. Mike had barely sat down and closed the door when Sadie reached down and pulled her right shoe back off. She then slipped off her left shoe as well, and tossed both size 6 pumps in the back seat.

With Sadie's pretty nylon feet now on full display, Mike couldn't help staring. From the moment she turned the key in the ignition, every move she made on the pedals was like a dream. Whether she was giving the gas pedal a firm, steady press to accelerate to full speed, gently rocking her foot up and down on the gas to maintain her speed, or repeatedly pumping the brake pedal to come to a smooth stop, it was all mesmerizing. Mike thought about how much control Sadie exerted over a 4,000-pound vehicle just through skillful application of her cute pink paw pads to the pedals beneath them. Her footpaws were dainty and petite, yet so powerful.

Mike hadn't taken his eyes off Sadie's stocking feet for a second, and finally she appeared to notice. She turned her head and glanced at him with a knowing smile. Then she began to put on a show for him overtly, scrunching and spreading her toes as she pressed and released, bouncing her feet up and down on the pedals while stopped at red lights, and teasing the edge of one pedal with her toes while the other was pushed down.

"We're almost there..." Sadie said.