TheYellowDart
10-08-2009, 2:58 PM
Part II
The first thing he noticed when he awoke was that there were six pairs of shoe-clad feet on his body, including the side of his head. Next, he noticed that he was tied to something, though he didn’t know what. He was lying in the floor, on top of a workout matt, of the ladies’ locker rooms, under one of the benches that surrounded the lockers themselves. The girls were sitting on the benches, feet on their new slave, engaging in gossip.
“Oh, he’s awake,” Courtney announced when she felt him stir underneath her shoes.
“Ok, Peeping-Tom, you’re going to lick our shoes clean now.”
“You’re fucking insane,” he retorted.
Alli, whose feet on his stomach, stomped hard, grounding the heel of her shoe deep into his gut. He gasped, unable to breathe.
“How about now,” Alli asked.
He shook his head, and she stamped again, this time harder.
“Now?”
Again, he shook his head; his pride would not allow this, his superior attitude would not allow this.
Again, she stamped down, putting her entire weight into it. Courtney also placed her shoe on his throat and applied pressure.
He coughed and gasped, but shook his head again when the girls repeated their command.
“Ok.” Was all Alli said. She climbed on top of the bench, and jumped down onto his stomach, hard and continued to jump from there four more times.
“Ok, I’ll do it,” he managed to stammer. The combined pain and pressure was too much for him to take.
Courtney simply held her shoe over his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and swept it across the bottom of her shoe in a quick motion.
“No, no, no, you’re going to have to do better than that,” Courtney said as she began to apply pressure to his throat once again. “I want you to mean it. Feel happy that I’m allowing you to lick and kiss my feet; you don’t deserve even that much.”
Again, Eric dragged his tongue across the sole of her shoe, this time, though, he did it slowly, allowing his tongue to slip into the groves on the sole. He did this for the entire sole of the shoe, then she lifted her other foot from his neck and allowed him to do the same to the other sole.
“Don’t forget the kisses.”
He swallowed the dust and filth that had accumulated on his tongue and kissed her shoe. She rotated her foot so that he not only kissed the bottom, but the sides as well.
Satisfied with his efforts, Courtney removed her shoes, revealing a pair of ankle socks. The socks were completely white except for a black ring that circled her ankle. A black Nike sign was visible just bellow it. She placed both feet on his face, covering his nose.
As the aroma filled his nose, Courtney said “Now breathe it in, breathe it as if it were the most precious air you will ever come across.”
And so he did. He sat there, beneath all of the cheerleader’s feet, breathing in the heavenly aroma that emulated from Courtney’s socks. And he knew this is where he belonged, serving these goddesses with every fiber in his being. This was his purpose in life.
“Now remove my socks with your teeth.”
He did as he was told, taking special care not to scrape her ankles. As he did, he revealed the tanned feet inside. Her toes were pedicured and painted pink.
“Worship me as the goddess I am.”
And he did, kissing her soles first, the he slipped his tongue in between her toes, tracing their outline delicately. He moved his mouth over the toes and began to suck. He took turns with each toe, trying to show the utmost adoration he had for her. Next he mapped the veins of her feet with his tongue and worked his way up her ankle.
She withdrew her foot from him and stood up silently. She stepped up onto his face with her bare foot and walked down his body and took a seat at the end of the bench. Next, Brooke moved to the head.
He repeated his actions with her as he did with Courtney. He spent the next hour worshiping the feet of each of the cheerleaders. Until finally it was Alli’s turn.
She decided to forgo sitting and instead stood on his chest as he licked her shoes clean. She allowed him extra time to worship her bare feet, which in his opinion were more beautiful than the others’, and he devoted his entire being to kissing them.
All of the girls, now barefoot, stood on top of him. This time, he did not suffer as he had before, for he felt it was right, he enjoyed being under the feet of such goddesses.
They trampled him sensuously, allowing him to enjoy his new role, before Courtney said “Alright, its time to shower. You can bring him, too; he deserves a reward.”
The first thing he noticed when he awoke was that there were six pairs of shoe-clad feet on his body, including the side of his head. Next, he noticed that he was tied to something, though he didn’t know what. He was lying in the floor, on top of a workout matt, of the ladies’ locker rooms, under one of the benches that surrounded the lockers themselves. The girls were sitting on the benches, feet on their new slave, engaging in gossip.
“Oh, he’s awake,” Courtney announced when she felt him stir underneath her shoes.
“Ok, Peeping-Tom, you’re going to lick our shoes clean now.”
“You’re fucking insane,” he retorted.
Alli, whose feet on his stomach, stomped hard, grounding the heel of her shoe deep into his gut. He gasped, unable to breathe.
“How about now,” Alli asked.
He shook his head, and she stamped again, this time harder.
“Now?”
Again, he shook his head; his pride would not allow this, his superior attitude would not allow this.
Again, she stamped down, putting her entire weight into it. Courtney also placed her shoe on his throat and applied pressure.
He coughed and gasped, but shook his head again when the girls repeated their command.
“Ok.” Was all Alli said. She climbed on top of the bench, and jumped down onto his stomach, hard and continued to jump from there four more times.
“Ok, I’ll do it,” he managed to stammer. The combined pain and pressure was too much for him to take.
Courtney simply held her shoe over his mouth. He stuck out his tongue and swept it across the bottom of her shoe in a quick motion.
“No, no, no, you’re going to have to do better than that,” Courtney said as she began to apply pressure to his throat once again. “I want you to mean it. Feel happy that I’m allowing you to lick and kiss my feet; you don’t deserve even that much.”
Again, Eric dragged his tongue across the sole of her shoe, this time, though, he did it slowly, allowing his tongue to slip into the groves on the sole. He did this for the entire sole of the shoe, then she lifted her other foot from his neck and allowed him to do the same to the other sole.
“Don’t forget the kisses.”
He swallowed the dust and filth that had accumulated on his tongue and kissed her shoe. She rotated her foot so that he not only kissed the bottom, but the sides as well.
Satisfied with his efforts, Courtney removed her shoes, revealing a pair of ankle socks. The socks were completely white except for a black ring that circled her ankle. A black Nike sign was visible just bellow it. She placed both feet on his face, covering his nose.
As the aroma filled his nose, Courtney said “Now breathe it in, breathe it as if it were the most precious air you will ever come across.”
And so he did. He sat there, beneath all of the cheerleader’s feet, breathing in the heavenly aroma that emulated from Courtney’s socks. And he knew this is where he belonged, serving these goddesses with every fiber in his being. This was his purpose in life.
“Now remove my socks with your teeth.”
He did as he was told, taking special care not to scrape her ankles. As he did, he revealed the tanned feet inside. Her toes were pedicured and painted pink.
“Worship me as the goddess I am.”
And he did, kissing her soles first, the he slipped his tongue in between her toes, tracing their outline delicately. He moved his mouth over the toes and began to suck. He took turns with each toe, trying to show the utmost adoration he had for her. Next he mapped the veins of her feet with his tongue and worked his way up her ankle.
She withdrew her foot from him and stood up silently. She stepped up onto his face with her bare foot and walked down his body and took a seat at the end of the bench. Next, Brooke moved to the head.
He repeated his actions with her as he did with Courtney. He spent the next hour worshiping the feet of each of the cheerleaders. Until finally it was Alli’s turn.
She decided to forgo sitting and instead stood on his chest as he licked her shoes clean. She allowed him extra time to worship her bare feet, which in his opinion were more beautiful than the others’, and he devoted his entire being to kissing them.
All of the girls, now barefoot, stood on top of him. This time, he did not suffer as he had before, for he felt it was right, he enjoyed being under the feet of such goddesses.
They trampled him sensuously, allowing him to enjoy his new role, before Courtney said “Alright, its time to shower. You can bring him, too; he deserves a reward.”