Blaze Natalie - Driving in Heels

"Fantastic energetic driving and aggressive shifting and very excited when you touch the leather of the gearbox!
Brava for the elegance of dress and movements of an emancipated woman."

I am about to get into the car, but first, I open the door of the back seat and decide to sit down to feel the leather seats in the back and hear how my leather skirt rubs against the leather seat and makes a nice sound.
I am wearing black stockings and my short skirt sometimes reveals the stocking lace, but I don't mind. It makes me feel even sexier.
While being pregnant, I less often wear a miniskirt, therefore I enjoy it this time even more.
Then I finally get to the steering wheel and aggressively push the gas pedal, to skid my car in a modest drift.

While I'm not turning the steering wheel, my right hand is holding the gear lever and when I am stationary, I quickly and repeatedly shake the lever from right to left to make sure it is neutral. I often change gears both slowly and abruptly, so that you can see the various folds of the skin, in every movement.

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One day I dressed up to visit the countryside and to have some fun on a slippery uphill. I had been there once and the place was promising - the car could not get up the hill and it looked like a perfect place for fun and safe times where I can get away from it without calling for a rescue.
I returned to that place, the road to it was soft and moist, I was so excited and a bit worried about whether I will get to the uphill at all. To me the muddy road looked tricky. I was not 100% sure I will get through it.

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"I love the part where walk out onto the road and stand there looking at your car with your hands on your head... your body language was sooo saying "omg.. what have I done?!"
And after that the desperation and frustration was showing in your trying... desperately trying to get out"

While working as a journalist at a local media outlet, I have been trying for a long time to get noticed and land a promotion. One day I received a call from my boss, saying that he received a tip from one of his anonymous sources. He also said that the source claimed to have information about a shady deal that would be very interesting to cover. He forwarded me the information that his anonymous source had sent. The message contained only some navigational data of the place which appeared in the middle of nowhere. My boss ended the call by saying I was the closest reporter he had available and that I had to hurry up, under no circumstances could I miss this opportunity.

I have been driving on for a little while and y phone has no data of the place I am headed to. Just after, I conclude that I am lost. I try to remember the way from the navigational data as I go ahead, but also decide to look for other signs. Suddenly, I noticed a peculiar road and were somewhat sure newer tire tracks could be seen in the dirt of the entrance to a field. I inspect what I think are tire tracks and my interest peaks. This could be the road I am looking for.

Suddenly, I feel the car slowing down, even though I am still accelerating. Confused and baffled, I try to accelerate more violently, still worrying about missing the potential story and my chance at making a good impression by bringing an article about it.
I feverishly keep attempting to get my car out of the mess, hoping to still make it on time. I am careful not to get my shoes muddy as I do not want to accept being stuck, so I stay in the car for a good while.

Going forward, backward, and finally understanding I have gotten stuck, I eventually decide to inspect the mess I've gotten into. I get uncomfortably hot and I even remove my blazer.
This is a big surprise to me, that my day can end in this big mess of mud. Being more precise, I am in disbelief, how this could happen. The car moves backwards slowly and I really hope to get out. I am almost sure I have to get out so I change my boots to others in order to arrive at the destination in clean and nice footwear. No one has to know about my mishap.
But can I really get out of this?

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Imagine a girl, who has never driven a car in high heels, and she finally faces the first time to do it. She goes to the car confident yet curious - whether this will work out at all. She had taken 2 pairs of heels to test out if ones are more comfortable on the pedals than the others. She carefully places the foot on the pedal, just to see - how far the pedal can be pushed...

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What you will see in this video:
shots of me driving in the car, stuck in the mud, wheel spinning, pedal pumping, bouncing and rocking in the seat, hitting the gas pedal, revving, walking around the car in wet mud, checking the tires, pumping pedal with the door open, desperate stuck in the mud, aggressive behaviour, showing frustration, damsel in leg out shots, wheel sping, peeking back, looking over the shoulder, zoom-ins, picture-in-picture, pedal shots, interior shots, outside shots and finally give up.

If that is not enough, please check my other videos, e.g.:

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I decided to take my 7 inch footwear for a test - how far I can press the gas pedal?
Of course, I tested it on a still car because I was not sure if I can drive in those heels at all. After a good test and nice revving sounds later I decided to give it a try.

Do you think I was able to drive in those like in all other heels?

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At my place rushing around the house to get ready for my trip to the mountain home for a vacation where I am meeting my husband. I get my things ready and go out to my car. I walk really fast in my boots, as I don't want to be late. When I am about to open the door I drop my mascara and it rolls under the car. I try to reach down and grab the mascara from under the car but I can’t quite reach. I finally get the mascara by getting down on my knees and crawling under the car a bit to retrieve it.

I am trying to get to the house quickly so I take a little known shortcut.
Little do I know a wet place had occurred after last night's rainfalls and the road is a bit muddy. I get stuck several times, each time trying to drive through and reverse out of the mud. I inspect the car and try to push it in all the possible ways, but no luck. Not willing to damage my outfit I put a wooden log behind the car to step on it instead of the mud. I was experiencing so much stress that I forgot about the log and went over it with my BMW. In the end I god my boots muddy and luckily I had another matching pair, that one got muddy as well. Hell of a place.
I tried calling my husband a few times, but he doesn’t pick up which made me really frustrated. I eventually gave up and went away to look for help.

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"You're definitely stuck, but not so stuck the car doesn't move. The subtle movement of going forwards and backwards gives total credibility of you continuing your efforts to try to free the car. It's indeed very captivating for the viewer. Bravo Magnifico!"

I am on my way to friends' party in the countryside. The road doesn't look muddy at all, but before I even realize the car slows down and the wheels start spinning and I am stuck really bad. I get out of the car to inspect the wheels but my heels get stuck in the soft ground with every step I take. I try pushing the car but it doesn’t budge, so I try shoveling the mud with my shoes, no luck. I get back in the car and try to get out by flooring the gas pedal, rocking the car, pushing the car from all different angles. Nothing works. As a last-ditch effort I try shoveling the mud from out with my heels again. The heels get covered with thick and sticky mud. There is no one out here! And I am not sure I can call my friends and let them see me in my muddy heels...

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Wow wow wow wow wow. I am speechless that was great!
When you first got stuck and put it into reverse and pushed your boot down I thought you were going to get free. Your bmw moved back then sank.
Natalie you sure know how you get your BMW stuck! I can see why the JCB was needed a 4x4 truck would have e struggled pulling your bmw out of that bog

After visiting a friend I am driving home, and my boyfriend texts me as he is leaving his work, he suggests the last one home has to cook dinner. Of course, the race is on!
I laugh, as I know he has an advantage as my friend's home is a longer journey, But I have a cunning plan. I will take a shortcut and cut across the field and farmland which will save me a lot of time.
However, the recent rainfall has made an area of the field very soft and boggy. A disaster strikes when I happen to drive right into this very boggy spot and I end up getting my BMW stuck very very badly.
I guess I will be cooking dinner after all.

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Amazing....just plain amazing. That is a fantastic location. Great muddy pathway, a great soft wet grassy area, hills to have to try and get up... just an awesome place. Your acting has come a long way too btw. You conveyed nervousness, anxiety and urgency very well...and without a word spoken too.


Not very long ago, I just moved in with my new boyfriend, although we had not known each other for very long. But, a few weeks into living with him, I have started to consider leaving my boyfriend, as the two of us never seem to stop fighting with each other. Lately, however, things have been getting way out of hand, as my boyfriend has been starting to threaten me and even throw things in my direction. However, I have not been successful in my attempts to find another place to live before ending the relationship.
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Wearing black polka dot hosiery, lacy miniskirt, and black pointy patent leather stilettos, I get into my beautiful and powerful Polo GTI. Since no one is around, I take a chance to rev the car a bit. Rev limiter restricts my fun, so after some playing with the gas pedal I finally decide it is better to feel the car in action.
Little did I know that a few minutes later I will be dealing with a stuck gas pedal and later in the evening watching "3 Ways to Safely Deal with a Stuck Gas Pedal on The Freeway". I don't remember the last time I felt such stress and helplessness behind the steering wheel.

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I did my first ever sim racing video specially for my patrons and decided to share it here as well! BMW on a winter track was one of the top choices so here you go - lots of new angles and great pedal visibility :)
To be honest it was a real challenge for me. I did not know that it would be so difficult to stay on track, required lots of action on the pedals. I constantly overvalued my capabilities and did not understand my real speed nor the adhesion between tires and snow. Needless to remind you the last time I was driving on a snowy road was a year ago.

I start the day by putting on my leather skirt and sky-high over-the-knee leather boots. Quick walk to my BMW and by a big surprise, the car doesn't start. I crank it three times but the engine doesn't roar.

Whoops, I forgot to unlock the car's alarm system...
Ok, after that all is good and I can safely drive to my playground.

Winter hasn't been generous with snow and I just cannot wait for more, so I try some wheel spinning on gravel. I put the car in the first gear, release the clutch while pushing the accelerator. Wheels are spinning and I manage to leave noticeable marks on the gravel. Second gear, clutch, gas, and spinning wheels again. Although it looks innocent, this car is more powerful than I thought.

I even manage to leave the marks on the road and throw the rocks while driving backward. Can this car perform some drifting knowing it does not have a locked differential?

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"Uber sexy princess! You must have caused many cases of whiplash when you walked in the room...real head turner you are. That is a truck drivers dream right there lol. Love to see those short hemlines "

There is something so arousing about stockings. The longer I drive, the more sensual my movements become. It is up to you to judge if the dress is too short. But I know that at least one person (the cameraman) just could not turn the camera away from my tighs.

I created this video for all my patrons as new years greeting! It turned out so well I just wanted to share it with all of you :)
Years come and go, but this year I especially wish for you a double dose of health and happiness topped with loads of good fortune.
Have a great year ahead!

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I have gotten stuck with regular tires before and I already know how much problems a stuck car can cause. That is why I have installed deeply treaded winter tires to prevent getting stuck.
During my weekend winter ride, in spite of the new winter tires I am unable to climb the car up a snowy hill.
While walking around and inspecting the situation, I slip several times. My suede boots with smooth soles are not the best footwear for snowy forest roads. Fortunately I have with me another pair of boots that has lug soles.
The harder I try getting uphill, the more winter tires spin. I still believe to be able to get up as the car can move up and down.

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"In all honesty, I thought the spot where you 1st got stuck was it... But then encountering a slick hill is an awesome way to end things. You portrayed the perfect inexperienced driver there.
Lots of car movement gives the feel of hope.."I'm still moving, I can still get out" "

I have just passed my real estate courses and obtained a job with a local prestigious real estate agency. I have been entrusted with an important assignment of surveying a large plot of undeveloped land for a very important client. The boss was very adamant that this survey was to be done as soon as possible, and accurately. Knowing full well that doing a very good job will gain good recognition from my boss, I set out for the secluded plot of land that lies an hour's drive from the nearest civilization. Being that I'm a city girl through and through, I know nothing of the dangers of driving the far-out country roads and lanes, all I know is that I can not let my boss down at any cost.
Upon completing my assignment, I get horribly stuck in the mud while trying to turn around to leave.
With or without ABS, is a real struggle. Scared that I will get in trouble with my new boss, I am determined to try and free myself without calling in for help, but I'm terribly inexperienced at driving in such conditions being I'm such a city girl by nature...

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"For an instant stuck....that was awesome .. love it!!!!
I love how you spent a good amount of the time driving in there ..slipping sideways"

I’ve been working so hard lately, getting up eating breakfast, driving the one-hour journey to work from my home, working for 8 hours, then the one-hour drive back home, cooking my evening meal, eating, washing up, ironing my clothes for the next working day then napping and repeat.

Do not get me wrong I love my job, but I am looking forward to the next few days off I have scheduled. It feels like I have not seen my friends and family for ages.

I have recently treated myself to a new digital camera, I have also been invited to have lunch with one of my old college friends I have not seen for a while, so I have decided to k ill two birds with one stone.

She lives out in the countryside, so I am going to take a quick detour and take some nice photos of the beautiful scenery and countryside near her home, test out my camera, enjoy some nice fresh air before I meet her for lunch and enjoy a nice chat and catch up, just what the doctor ordered after a manic few weeks at work.

I want to look nice, so I am wearing my new dress and while it is not yet winter, you can feel the weather is changing so I am going with my black leather knee-length boots.

I think they will go well with my dress, and be ideal for either a smart or casual restaurant, wherever by a friend as booked for us to have lunch that afternoon.

Having pulled off the road and ventured into the wilderness, taking in the nice fresh air and getting some stunning shots with my camera, its time to head off and meet my friend, and I will admit I am beginning to get a little hungry.

Is it better to turn around and head back the way I came or venture on to find a route back to some solid tarmac?

While its nice I see no harm in venturing on, after all, what is the worst that can happen?.....

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"OMG Nat!!!! EPIC!!! I love the lead up to the flat. Then you just make it past that bad spot to discover the pathway is blocked!! And the stuck part...the perfect stuck...you put up a good fight but in the end you loose♥♥♥
Oh and kicking the log n the end....classic and so cute ...I love it!"

40 minutes long movie about two days in my life who were just meant to be unlucky.

Red patent leather boots, tied blouse exposing the waist, red nail, high ponytail. Everything is well thought out to have a perfect afternoon at work. The sun is shining and it seems that nothing can get wrong. Except for one tiny thing. A tiny innocent nail that does not any harm at first and I don't even notice it.

The next morning I wake up and get dressed. I don't feel so well today and I choose my comfort colour - all black. Besides, I have a meeting today, and I want to look a bit more formal than yesterday.

But something else except my mood is different today. The car feels strange. I stop it and inspect all tires. One is flat. It doesn't help with my bad mood. I quickly get to the garage and find a foot pump. Takes patience and a bit of strength, but after some time the tire looks drivable and I get in the car. As some time has passed, I am late to my meeting thus I rushingly take the shortest way through the woods.

Did I say already that these two days just were meant to be unlucky?

The road gets softer and softer and it becomes a challenge to get through. Back and forth, I use all my skills to get through these muddy patches. Smiling I drive no further than a few hundred meters and nothing surprises me more than a huge old branch over the road.

Next time when I wake up and don't feel like doing it, I will just stay home.

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"The "stuck" parts is a masterpiece !!
I like the way you never give up, I've almost believed that you can get out at a moment ;)
This is the best "stuck situation" for me, we can't say if you're going to stay trap here or not, but at the end there is no hope ^^"

[Continued from PART 1 ] ...

As some time has passed, I am late to my meeting thus I rushingly take the shortest way through the woods.

Did I say already that these two days just were meant to be unlucky?

The road gets softer and softer and it becomes a challenge to get through. Back and forth, I use all my skills to get through these muddy patches. Smiling I drive no further than a few hundred meters and nothing surprises me more than a huge old branch over the road.

Next time when I wake up and don't feel like doing it, I will just stay home.

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Red patent leather boots, tied blouse exposing the waist, red nails, high ponytail. Everything is well thought out to have a perfect afternoon at work. The sun is shining and it seems that nothing can get wrong. Except for one tiny thing. A tiny innocent nail that does not any harm at first and I don't even notice it.

The next morning I wake up and get dressed. I don't feel so well today and I choose my comfort colour - all black. Besides, I have a meeting today, and I want to look a bit more formal than yesterday.

But something else except my mood is different today. The car feels strange. I stop it and inspect all tyres. One of them is flat. It doesn't help with my bad mood. I quickly get to the garage and find a foot pump. Takes patience and a bit of strength, but after some time the tyre looks driveable and I get in the car.

To be continued...

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