deusfan
03-10-2010, 1:59 PM
Hi folks!
Seemed to be alot of intrest for this story so I am going to write the second chapter. If you havenīt read the first one, you can find it here.
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?t=138503
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I woke up early. My legs could barely stay still, I have so nervous about what was going to happen. It had been a long time sense I had any kind of job, at this point I didnīt care what I do for a living, just that I do something. The phone rang, it was my boss. She told me to go to a company, my partner is already there.
I arrived at the relatively small building, it was about 3 stories tall. There was a simple glass door serving as entrance. Inside I saw my new co-worker. A long brunette, standing about 175 centimeters and weighing about 58 kilograms. She had B-cup breast and a nice firm bottom. She wore skintight shorts and a black t-shirt, just like the one the receptionist had back at the office where I applied for the job.
"Hi, just must be the new guy, she said smiling"
"Yes, hello, I said and shook her hand. So what do you need me to do?"
"Well this is a company that comes up with new designs for panties. One of their chairs broke down, apparently a wheel came loose and they donīt know how to fix it so I will take care of that. They also need a doormat at the beginning of the day and at the end of the day so you will cover that. But you will also have some assignments during the day, I overheard that their chairs are a bit uncomfortable so you will probably serve as a pillow."
"What wait, I said. So our boss wasnīt joking? They will actually step on me as a common doormat and sit on me?"
"Yes, that is why they hired us. They want to take care of the actual problem and also have some fun. But know this, if you struggle or donīt do as they say, they are allowed to hit you and I mean really beat you up. Last week we had a rookie that didnīt even make it past the first hour because she refused to be sat on by a young woman."
"So no struggling, but what if they sit on my face and I will not be able to breath? Should I just take it and die?"
"Sometimes the girls can forget that they are sitting on you, gentle tap their leg and hope that they get up. If they decide to remain seated you can choose between getting smothered until you pass out or turn your head and face the consequences. Oh, I almost forgot to give you this."
She handed a watch to me. She said that an alarm would go off if they sat on me until I get unconscious. They would often get up to so they didnīt have to hear the peeping sound.
It was still early and the only one at the office was the manager, a blond woman, about 170 centimeters, roughly 60 kilos wearing tight jeans and a pink t-shirt covering large firm breasts. She had red lips and a really pretty face. She led my co-worker, also called Lena, to the broken chair. She ordered her to lie down and placed the chair on top of her stomach.
"You stay there now and wait, the manager said. Our receptionist will come soon and sit down on this chair."
The manager then proceeded by ordering me to lie down infront of the entrance and wait for the other girls to arrive.
I waited what seemed like an eternity, I had never been trampled before and now I was about to be used like a doormat. But I needed the cash so I had to suffer through the pain. I mean, how hard could it be, just a couple of ladies taking one step on me. All of the sudden I heard some footsteps. The door opened and what seemed like a gigant girl entered the room. She wore a tight black mini-skirt, a white t-shirt and a pair of white sneakers. She didnīt even look down before she placed her foot right on top of my stomach and slowly began to shift her weight to that foot. My stomach kept sinking, no matter how hard I tightened my abs, she kept getting heavier. Her other foot lifted of the floor, she was now balancing all her female weight on one foot on my stomach. She stepped down and walked over to the chair that Lena was under. The woman turned and fell down right onto the chair like just any other day. She fell down really hard, no wonder the chair broke in the first place, wonder if Lena would break. The chair sunk in deep into Lena's stomach and I could see that she had some trouble breathing. It looked like it hurt alot. Lena turned her face toward me and looked straight into my eyes. I could see it her eyes that she could barely take it. The chair stood on sort of a platform of wheels, just like any other office chair, Lenas stomach was right in the center with all the weight concentrated on her. The receptionist became heavier and heavier.
After a couple of minutes I heard more footsteps, this time it sounded like high heels and alot of them. I braced myself. The door opened and several women entered. I got a quick look at all of them. All about 20-25 years old, 170-180 centimeters, weighing in about 55-60 kilograms each, wearing tight jeans, skirts, t-shirts and tops. There were 7 ladies. Each woman hotter than the next, I was almost excited having these women step on me. The first one placed her high heel boot onto my stomach. She stepped up and it felt like she squashed my guts in a second, before I knew it another girl placed her sneaker right onto my chest. The air in my lungs was crushed out when she stood up. It felt like I was flattened to the ground, but that was my job, a doormat was supposed to get stepped on. The stomach-trampler got of and another woman stood up, she placed her high heel shoes right onto my crotch. Unfortunately I was for some reason a bit hard and my dick was ontop of me so to say. So when she stood up, all her weight was concentrated on my dick. It felt like it was about to split beneath her. The chest-trampler got of and yet another lady stepped ontop of me. This time in high heels and placing the shoe right on top of my throat. I gagged and couched a bit but before I could even experience the pain I felt the pressure increase on both my chest and stomach, the groin trampler had got off. I could feel that all three ladies that was ontop of me had high heels on them. Luckily for me they all got of before they did some serious damage. The last girl had sneakers on. She stepped right ontop of my dick, I jerked and she lost balance. What seemed like slow-motion, I saw her body falling towards me with her butt first, I knew that this was going to hurt. Her jeansass landed straight onto my stomach and all the air in me gushed out. She sat there for about 10 seconds, squshing my guts, before she got up. I couldnīt believe how heavy she was, she looked so slim and light. I felt a strange warm feeling in my stomach after she had gotten up, almost like something was broken.
After my ordeal I looked over to Lena, she was sweating alot, her face was red like a tomato and she was tightening her abs as hard as she could so that they weight of the receptionist wouldnīt crush her. I couldnīt imagine how painful that had to be. This was going to be a long day for the both of us, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
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That is the second part. I know that it isnīt super long but I figured, better to be a short story than no story at all :D
I hope you enjoyed it and I promise you, in the next chapter there will be facesitting! Also some squashing, trampling, maybe some ballbusting and maybe some spitting, time will tell ;)
/deusfan
Seemed to be alot of intrest for this story so I am going to write the second chapter. If you havenīt read the first one, you can find it here.
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?t=138503
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I woke up early. My legs could barely stay still, I have so nervous about what was going to happen. It had been a long time sense I had any kind of job, at this point I didnīt care what I do for a living, just that I do something. The phone rang, it was my boss. She told me to go to a company, my partner is already there.
I arrived at the relatively small building, it was about 3 stories tall. There was a simple glass door serving as entrance. Inside I saw my new co-worker. A long brunette, standing about 175 centimeters and weighing about 58 kilograms. She had B-cup breast and a nice firm bottom. She wore skintight shorts and a black t-shirt, just like the one the receptionist had back at the office where I applied for the job.
"Hi, just must be the new guy, she said smiling"
"Yes, hello, I said and shook her hand. So what do you need me to do?"
"Well this is a company that comes up with new designs for panties. One of their chairs broke down, apparently a wheel came loose and they donīt know how to fix it so I will take care of that. They also need a doormat at the beginning of the day and at the end of the day so you will cover that. But you will also have some assignments during the day, I overheard that their chairs are a bit uncomfortable so you will probably serve as a pillow."
"What wait, I said. So our boss wasnīt joking? They will actually step on me as a common doormat and sit on me?"
"Yes, that is why they hired us. They want to take care of the actual problem and also have some fun. But know this, if you struggle or donīt do as they say, they are allowed to hit you and I mean really beat you up. Last week we had a rookie that didnīt even make it past the first hour because she refused to be sat on by a young woman."
"So no struggling, but what if they sit on my face and I will not be able to breath? Should I just take it and die?"
"Sometimes the girls can forget that they are sitting on you, gentle tap their leg and hope that they get up. If they decide to remain seated you can choose between getting smothered until you pass out or turn your head and face the consequences. Oh, I almost forgot to give you this."
She handed a watch to me. She said that an alarm would go off if they sat on me until I get unconscious. They would often get up to so they didnīt have to hear the peeping sound.
It was still early and the only one at the office was the manager, a blond woman, about 170 centimeters, roughly 60 kilos wearing tight jeans and a pink t-shirt covering large firm breasts. She had red lips and a really pretty face. She led my co-worker, also called Lena, to the broken chair. She ordered her to lie down and placed the chair on top of her stomach.
"You stay there now and wait, the manager said. Our receptionist will come soon and sit down on this chair."
The manager then proceeded by ordering me to lie down infront of the entrance and wait for the other girls to arrive.
I waited what seemed like an eternity, I had never been trampled before and now I was about to be used like a doormat. But I needed the cash so I had to suffer through the pain. I mean, how hard could it be, just a couple of ladies taking one step on me. All of the sudden I heard some footsteps. The door opened and what seemed like a gigant girl entered the room. She wore a tight black mini-skirt, a white t-shirt and a pair of white sneakers. She didnīt even look down before she placed her foot right on top of my stomach and slowly began to shift her weight to that foot. My stomach kept sinking, no matter how hard I tightened my abs, she kept getting heavier. Her other foot lifted of the floor, she was now balancing all her female weight on one foot on my stomach. She stepped down and walked over to the chair that Lena was under. The woman turned and fell down right onto the chair like just any other day. She fell down really hard, no wonder the chair broke in the first place, wonder if Lena would break. The chair sunk in deep into Lena's stomach and I could see that she had some trouble breathing. It looked like it hurt alot. Lena turned her face toward me and looked straight into my eyes. I could see it her eyes that she could barely take it. The chair stood on sort of a platform of wheels, just like any other office chair, Lenas stomach was right in the center with all the weight concentrated on her. The receptionist became heavier and heavier.
After a couple of minutes I heard more footsteps, this time it sounded like high heels and alot of them. I braced myself. The door opened and several women entered. I got a quick look at all of them. All about 20-25 years old, 170-180 centimeters, weighing in about 55-60 kilograms each, wearing tight jeans, skirts, t-shirts and tops. There were 7 ladies. Each woman hotter than the next, I was almost excited having these women step on me. The first one placed her high heel boot onto my stomach. She stepped up and it felt like she squashed my guts in a second, before I knew it another girl placed her sneaker right onto my chest. The air in my lungs was crushed out when she stood up. It felt like I was flattened to the ground, but that was my job, a doormat was supposed to get stepped on. The stomach-trampler got of and another woman stood up, she placed her high heel shoes right onto my crotch. Unfortunately I was for some reason a bit hard and my dick was ontop of me so to say. So when she stood up, all her weight was concentrated on my dick. It felt like it was about to split beneath her. The chest-trampler got of and yet another lady stepped ontop of me. This time in high heels and placing the shoe right on top of my throat. I gagged and couched a bit but before I could even experience the pain I felt the pressure increase on both my chest and stomach, the groin trampler had got off. I could feel that all three ladies that was ontop of me had high heels on them. Luckily for me they all got of before they did some serious damage. The last girl had sneakers on. She stepped right ontop of my dick, I jerked and she lost balance. What seemed like slow-motion, I saw her body falling towards me with her butt first, I knew that this was going to hurt. Her jeansass landed straight onto my stomach and all the air in me gushed out. She sat there for about 10 seconds, squshing my guts, before she got up. I couldnīt believe how heavy she was, she looked so slim and light. I felt a strange warm feeling in my stomach after she had gotten up, almost like something was broken.
After my ordeal I looked over to Lena, she was sweating alot, her face was red like a tomato and she was tightening her abs as hard as she could so that they weight of the receptionist wouldnīt crush her. I couldnīt imagine how painful that had to be. This was going to be a long day for the both of us, I had no idea what I was getting myself into.
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That is the second part. I know that it isnīt super long but I figured, better to be a short story than no story at all :D
I hope you enjoyed it and I promise you, in the next chapter there will be facesitting! Also some squashing, trampling, maybe some ballbusting and maybe some spitting, time will tell ;)
/deusfan