UnderHerFeet
04-08-2003, 2:52 PM
It was my first week doing tae-kwon-do (a martial art), and I really love martial arts. Each lesson lasts 2 hours, twice a week. When I first got to the place, the floor was polished wood with blue mats spread across the middle area and it was pretty big.
About 30 people turned up, and I counted there were only about 5 women. Everyone had to be barefoot or wear the training shoes that you gotta buy. I had a good look at the 5 women, and there was 1 I found extremely attractive. She was a brunette about the same height and size as me (5’ 10) and pretty slim. Her face and body resembled Eliza Dushku, she was wearing the proper training kit, but with bare feet. I was only wearing T-shirt and sporty trousers because this was my first lesson and I haven’t got a kit yet.
The first bit of the lesson we had to warm up by running around, stretching legs/arms and doing push ups/sit ups. I quickly took this opportunity to get closer to her, although I didn’t exactly approach her just yet. When we were doing push ups, I took the position directly behind her so I could get a closer look at her feet. I could see the dirt picked up from around the room on the soles of her feet. We then had to line up, and I stood next to her in line, and then we got sorted into pairs, and I was luckily enough to be paired with her J
We had to hold up some pads for each other to kick and punch, and practice the moves that the master was doing in front. During this time, we got to know each other and I found out her name was Kerri, and she had only been doing tae-kwon-do for 2 weeks, so this was only her 5th lesson. She had a very nice personality and seemed like a very caring person. It was very fun practicing with her, we chatted a lot and it was like we’ve known each other for years.
During the middle of the lesson, we were told to spar with each other. This was the best bit, because this gave me a good excuse to get kicked and trampled J
At first, I played it smart and didn’t get on the floor straight away heh. She was a pretty good fighter, which was a good thing because I was also quite good. While we were fighting, she thrusted a side-kick into my chest and it left a faint footprint of dirt across my chest and I stumbled backwards. She asked was I ok, and I teased her and said “heh, that was nothing”. She smiled and said “oh really? Well then I won’t hold back anymore”… that went nicely J The footprint across my chest made her giggle every time she looked at it.
Each time she got me down onto the floor, I quickly roll back up and she said I was pretty quick. But one time she got me down, and I stayed there for a bit longer than usual and she said “hey you better get up, or I’ll wipe my feet on your face!”, this got me excited in a way, but I didn’t want her to do it just yet, so I got back up.
I then threw her down on the floor a few times to tease her, and hopefully make her more determined to get me down. My plan was to make her more angry at me and really want to get me down under her foot. Finally I decided to stop messing about, and let her kick me down. I sighed “I’m knackered” and she said “me too…”. She walked closer a bit and looked down on me, and placed her right foot onto my face. She was very pleased and laughed, and rubbed all the dirt from her sweaty foot onto my face slowly and smoothly and teased “I bet you just want to lick all the dirt off my feet, don’t you?”. I sarcastically replied “yea sure…” but of course, in my mind it wasn’t sarcasm J
She said “it feels so good beating you finally” and she took her foot off my face, and told me to turn my face to the clean side. I asked why, and she said she needed to clean her other foot. I got up and said I won’t let her do it just to make her think I really don’t want her to do it, and she laughed and replied, “fine I will do it later”.
Each time she looked at the dirt on my face, she giggled. I just left it there to keep her giggling and remind her she needed to wipe her other foot on my face too J
We continued to spar but it was the end of the sparring time… and she didn’t get the chance to wipe her other foot on my face, doh!
The next 20 minutes we were kicking punching bags. It was great fun because we both were quite competitive people, and we had a lot in common. We had the chance to spar at the end, with about 10 minutes left. We were pretty good friends by this time, and she said “oh yea… I still have one dirty foot that needs cleaning… actually, now I have 2 feet to clean again”. I smiled at her and said to her she won’t be cleaning them any time soon to tease her, and she said “wanna bet?”.
I knocked her down a couple of times and was blocking most of her attacks. I said “is this all you got?”. She got really pissed off at me so she started kicking as hard as she could, I could feel her anger! We both were exhausted, but I gave up when she did a spinning round house kick on my face. But she fell down on the floor after the kick, and I laughed at her. She pounced onto me and said “oy!”, and then got up and stood on me with both her feet, one foot on my stomach and her other foot was rubbing against my face. I lied the helplessly and enjoyed every second, I was in heaven! She switched her feet around by walking on my chest, and then she placed her other foot onto my groin, she didn’t realise it was erect, but she was standing directly on it. All her weight went onto my groin while her other foot was rubbing all over my face and chest. The sweaty dirt stuck onto me, it was actually really painful, because I have never been trampled like this before and it was my first proper experience. She jumped off my body and then kneeled down and whispered “gotcha back”. Her face was smiling and she looked gorgeous, she asked was I ok and this time I said “no, I’m dying…” and I laughed a bit, she also was laughing and helped me up.
When we were putting our shoes back on after the lesson, we chatted and she asked me “If someone was wiping their foot on my face, I’ll use my last strength jut to get them off, why didn’t you struggle much when I was wiping my feet on you?” I said to her “I don’t know… it was like, I was enjoying it… felt kinda strange and my body just didn’t want to fight back”. She asked me “So you enjoyed being beaten by people?” and then I replied “no way, not just anyone, if it was a man who beat me up, I can guarantee no foot will be on me by the end of the fight… so its probably just an attractive women thing”
She probably caught onto the fact that I enjoyed her trampling on me, but didn’t quite understand why, and she smiled and blushed “oh, ok thanks for the compliment… I enjoyed this lesson a lot too, it wouldn’t have been the same without you. See you next lesson” and hugged me then went off.
This was the longest 2 hours of my life!
About 30 people turned up, and I counted there were only about 5 women. Everyone had to be barefoot or wear the training shoes that you gotta buy. I had a good look at the 5 women, and there was 1 I found extremely attractive. She was a brunette about the same height and size as me (5’ 10) and pretty slim. Her face and body resembled Eliza Dushku, she was wearing the proper training kit, but with bare feet. I was only wearing T-shirt and sporty trousers because this was my first lesson and I haven’t got a kit yet.
The first bit of the lesson we had to warm up by running around, stretching legs/arms and doing push ups/sit ups. I quickly took this opportunity to get closer to her, although I didn’t exactly approach her just yet. When we were doing push ups, I took the position directly behind her so I could get a closer look at her feet. I could see the dirt picked up from around the room on the soles of her feet. We then had to line up, and I stood next to her in line, and then we got sorted into pairs, and I was luckily enough to be paired with her J
We had to hold up some pads for each other to kick and punch, and practice the moves that the master was doing in front. During this time, we got to know each other and I found out her name was Kerri, and she had only been doing tae-kwon-do for 2 weeks, so this was only her 5th lesson. She had a very nice personality and seemed like a very caring person. It was very fun practicing with her, we chatted a lot and it was like we’ve known each other for years.
During the middle of the lesson, we were told to spar with each other. This was the best bit, because this gave me a good excuse to get kicked and trampled J
At first, I played it smart and didn’t get on the floor straight away heh. She was a pretty good fighter, which was a good thing because I was also quite good. While we were fighting, she thrusted a side-kick into my chest and it left a faint footprint of dirt across my chest and I stumbled backwards. She asked was I ok, and I teased her and said “heh, that was nothing”. She smiled and said “oh really? Well then I won’t hold back anymore”… that went nicely J The footprint across my chest made her giggle every time she looked at it.
Each time she got me down onto the floor, I quickly roll back up and she said I was pretty quick. But one time she got me down, and I stayed there for a bit longer than usual and she said “hey you better get up, or I’ll wipe my feet on your face!”, this got me excited in a way, but I didn’t want her to do it just yet, so I got back up.
I then threw her down on the floor a few times to tease her, and hopefully make her more determined to get me down. My plan was to make her more angry at me and really want to get me down under her foot. Finally I decided to stop messing about, and let her kick me down. I sighed “I’m knackered” and she said “me too…”. She walked closer a bit and looked down on me, and placed her right foot onto my face. She was very pleased and laughed, and rubbed all the dirt from her sweaty foot onto my face slowly and smoothly and teased “I bet you just want to lick all the dirt off my feet, don’t you?”. I sarcastically replied “yea sure…” but of course, in my mind it wasn’t sarcasm J
She said “it feels so good beating you finally” and she took her foot off my face, and told me to turn my face to the clean side. I asked why, and she said she needed to clean her other foot. I got up and said I won’t let her do it just to make her think I really don’t want her to do it, and she laughed and replied, “fine I will do it later”.
Each time she looked at the dirt on my face, she giggled. I just left it there to keep her giggling and remind her she needed to wipe her other foot on my face too J
We continued to spar but it was the end of the sparring time… and she didn’t get the chance to wipe her other foot on my face, doh!
The next 20 minutes we were kicking punching bags. It was great fun because we both were quite competitive people, and we had a lot in common. We had the chance to spar at the end, with about 10 minutes left. We were pretty good friends by this time, and she said “oh yea… I still have one dirty foot that needs cleaning… actually, now I have 2 feet to clean again”. I smiled at her and said to her she won’t be cleaning them any time soon to tease her, and she said “wanna bet?”.
I knocked her down a couple of times and was blocking most of her attacks. I said “is this all you got?”. She got really pissed off at me so she started kicking as hard as she could, I could feel her anger! We both were exhausted, but I gave up when she did a spinning round house kick on my face. But she fell down on the floor after the kick, and I laughed at her. She pounced onto me and said “oy!”, and then got up and stood on me with both her feet, one foot on my stomach and her other foot was rubbing against my face. I lied the helplessly and enjoyed every second, I was in heaven! She switched her feet around by walking on my chest, and then she placed her other foot onto my groin, she didn’t realise it was erect, but she was standing directly on it. All her weight went onto my groin while her other foot was rubbing all over my face and chest. The sweaty dirt stuck onto me, it was actually really painful, because I have never been trampled like this before and it was my first proper experience. She jumped off my body and then kneeled down and whispered “gotcha back”. Her face was smiling and she looked gorgeous, she asked was I ok and this time I said “no, I’m dying…” and I laughed a bit, she also was laughing and helped me up.
When we were putting our shoes back on after the lesson, we chatted and she asked me “If someone was wiping their foot on my face, I’ll use my last strength jut to get them off, why didn’t you struggle much when I was wiping my feet on you?” I said to her “I don’t know… it was like, I was enjoying it… felt kinda strange and my body just didn’t want to fight back”. She asked me “So you enjoyed being beaten by people?” and then I replied “no way, not just anyone, if it was a man who beat me up, I can guarantee no foot will be on me by the end of the fight… so its probably just an attractive women thing”
She probably caught onto the fact that I enjoyed her trampling on me, but didn’t quite understand why, and she smiled and blushed “oh, ok thanks for the compliment… I enjoyed this lesson a lot too, it wouldn’t have been the same without you. See you next lesson” and hugged me then went off.
This was the longest 2 hours of my life!