sneakfreak
02-17-2004, 1:53 PM
David stepped of the schol bas and was confronted by Josie and her friend Sandra.
"Race you home?" Josie suggested.
"No way," David told her.
"Why not?" she wanted to know.
"Well in the first place I know you can run faster anyway, and secondly you're dressed for running and I'm not," David replied pointing at Josie's blue tracksuit pants and black converse sneakers. David was wearing long trousers and slip on ankle boots, and unlike Josie's backpack he had his books in a carry bag.
"OK, we'll make it that you have to beat both of us, and I'll give you a ten pace head start," Josie offered. David considered it. Sandra was a lot shorter than Josie, plus she was wearing a school uniform skirt and cheap ked style sneakers and like David, she had a school bag that she would have to carry. She didn't look too hard to beat.
"OK, but fifteen pace head start," he said. Josie smiled and nodded and David took a tighter hold on his school bag and turned to step out the fifteen paces.
He counted carefully and at the fifteenth step he raced off. He didn't think he had any chance of beating Josie, even with a head start, she had been running races for years.
Sure enough in no time at all he heard the thud of her feet as she came up behind him. He moved over slightly on the path to give her room to pass, but instead she ran up behind him and gave him a tremendous push just as he was in mid stride. He flew forward and measured his length on the grass verge of the path. Almost as soon as his body had hit the ground a heavy weight slapped down on his ass as Josie ran right onto him. Her other foot thumped down on his back between his shoulder blades just as the foot on his but stepped off, the tread on her sneaker shoving his pants part way down as she went. His bag had been thrown in front of him with the contents spilling out, David watched as a white soled sneaker attached to a blue clad leg landed on the scattered books on the grass, Josie ran on beyond his prone body. David was about to get up when another foot thumped down on his butt. He'd forgotten Sandra. She hadn't stepped right onto his but and her foot slipped off down between his legs, with the toe of her soft sneaker landing fair on his balls, crushing them painfully. David had been right about her being slower, but wrong about the softness of her shoes, they felt like a ten pound hammer had belted him in the nuts. She ran up his back using two more steps, and as he turned his head to look back her foot came down on the side of his face, forcing his head down onto the ground. She stepped of his face and jogged slowly up to where Josie was standing.
David rolled over onto his back as the girls returned. They both stood on the contents of his school bag, Josie with one foot right on top of the bag itself, and looked down at him as he lay groaning at their feet.
"We win," Josie said.
"You cheated," David replied.
"Cheated," Josie said in a shocked voice. She walked closer and put one foot right on David's groin area. She applied a bit of pressure and David groaned again as the rubber sole of her sneaker painfilly sqeezed his balls.
"Take that back or I'll step up here with both feet," she warned.
"OK, ok," David agreed and she removed her foot. However she walked up to his head and put one foot on his forehead.
"Well, you know the rule, you have to be my slave all weekend now," Josie said, and putting one hand on Sandra's shoulder to balnce herself she stepped up on David's face and put her other foot on his mouth. David;s nose was painfully trapped between Josie's sneakers ans she stood on his face, one foot was right across his eyes while the other was full on his mouth. He could smell the rubber and canvas of her sneaker mingled with the sweat and smelliness of her feet. His mouth was slightly open and his lips were crushed flat against his teeth by her weight, he could taste the rubber of her sneaker sole, and the dirt that was stuck to the bottom.
"Any problem with that slave?" Josie asked. "I'll give you ten seconds to say if there is."
Of course David couldn't say shit with her sneaker squashing his mouth, and when the ten seconds were up Josie slowly stepped off him.
"My place at eight am, my parents are away all day," Josie told him, and she walked off trampling his books under her feet as she went. Sandra stepped forward and put one foot directly on his groin, briefly standing on one leg full weight on his already tender parts before stepping back again.
"I'll be there too slave," she said, before following Josie and seemingly taking the trouble to tread down on every item of David's property she could find.
This could be painfull David thought to himself as he got gingerely to his knees and began to gather up his books. He'd lost a race before and been Josie's slave, but that had been several months ago and shs'd apparently matured a bit since then if the stories from the school yard were correct.
"Race you home?" Josie suggested.
"No way," David told her.
"Why not?" she wanted to know.
"Well in the first place I know you can run faster anyway, and secondly you're dressed for running and I'm not," David replied pointing at Josie's blue tracksuit pants and black converse sneakers. David was wearing long trousers and slip on ankle boots, and unlike Josie's backpack he had his books in a carry bag.
"OK, we'll make it that you have to beat both of us, and I'll give you a ten pace head start," Josie offered. David considered it. Sandra was a lot shorter than Josie, plus she was wearing a school uniform skirt and cheap ked style sneakers and like David, she had a school bag that she would have to carry. She didn't look too hard to beat.
"OK, but fifteen pace head start," he said. Josie smiled and nodded and David took a tighter hold on his school bag and turned to step out the fifteen paces.
He counted carefully and at the fifteenth step he raced off. He didn't think he had any chance of beating Josie, even with a head start, she had been running races for years.
Sure enough in no time at all he heard the thud of her feet as she came up behind him. He moved over slightly on the path to give her room to pass, but instead she ran up behind him and gave him a tremendous push just as he was in mid stride. He flew forward and measured his length on the grass verge of the path. Almost as soon as his body had hit the ground a heavy weight slapped down on his ass as Josie ran right onto him. Her other foot thumped down on his back between his shoulder blades just as the foot on his but stepped off, the tread on her sneaker shoving his pants part way down as she went. His bag had been thrown in front of him with the contents spilling out, David watched as a white soled sneaker attached to a blue clad leg landed on the scattered books on the grass, Josie ran on beyond his prone body. David was about to get up when another foot thumped down on his butt. He'd forgotten Sandra. She hadn't stepped right onto his but and her foot slipped off down between his legs, with the toe of her soft sneaker landing fair on his balls, crushing them painfully. David had been right about her being slower, but wrong about the softness of her shoes, they felt like a ten pound hammer had belted him in the nuts. She ran up his back using two more steps, and as he turned his head to look back her foot came down on the side of his face, forcing his head down onto the ground. She stepped of his face and jogged slowly up to where Josie was standing.
David rolled over onto his back as the girls returned. They both stood on the contents of his school bag, Josie with one foot right on top of the bag itself, and looked down at him as he lay groaning at their feet.
"We win," Josie said.
"You cheated," David replied.
"Cheated," Josie said in a shocked voice. She walked closer and put one foot right on David's groin area. She applied a bit of pressure and David groaned again as the rubber sole of her sneaker painfilly sqeezed his balls.
"Take that back or I'll step up here with both feet," she warned.
"OK, ok," David agreed and she removed her foot. However she walked up to his head and put one foot on his forehead.
"Well, you know the rule, you have to be my slave all weekend now," Josie said, and putting one hand on Sandra's shoulder to balnce herself she stepped up on David's face and put her other foot on his mouth. David;s nose was painfully trapped between Josie's sneakers ans she stood on his face, one foot was right across his eyes while the other was full on his mouth. He could smell the rubber and canvas of her sneaker mingled with the sweat and smelliness of her feet. His mouth was slightly open and his lips were crushed flat against his teeth by her weight, he could taste the rubber of her sneaker sole, and the dirt that was stuck to the bottom.
"Any problem with that slave?" Josie asked. "I'll give you ten seconds to say if there is."
Of course David couldn't say shit with her sneaker squashing his mouth, and when the ten seconds were up Josie slowly stepped off him.
"My place at eight am, my parents are away all day," Josie told him, and she walked off trampling his books under her feet as she went. Sandra stepped forward and put one foot directly on his groin, briefly standing on one leg full weight on his already tender parts before stepping back again.
"I'll be there too slave," she said, before following Josie and seemingly taking the trouble to tread down on every item of David's property she could find.
This could be painfull David thought to himself as he got gingerely to his knees and began to gather up his books. He'd lost a race before and been Josie's slave, but that had been several months ago and shs'd apparently matured a bit since then if the stories from the school yard were correct.