Luke
11-17-2002, 10:46 PM
Denna stood there and watched as he was gathering his stuff up, and she thought of her father and the house. There was no way she could retrace those 100 metres back to the house, back to the house that her mother had walked out of when she was a little girl. She left to see the world, why couldnt she have taken her daughter with her? Instead she left her to rot with the emotionless husband she left behind. And now this guy thought he was going to do the same thing to her? Leave her to rot? Something inside Denna snapped, snapped big time!
Picking up a shovel leaning across a supporting beam in the barn, Denna strode toward the wide back that was Richards. With a primal scream and a huge swing she hit him squarely in the lower spine, resulting in a crunching DONG and a sharp cry from Richard as he droppped to his knees. Then as she strode round to face him she gave him a lesser hit in the face with the shovel that sent him sprawling on his back. She then ditched the shovel and stood astride him, glaring down with steel in her blue eyes.
Richard was worried, very worried. He didnt have any feeling in his legs or feet except a tingling sensation. He didnt think he was paralysed permanantly, at least he hoped not, but he was definately paralysed at this moment. His face hurt like hell, and he could feel the wetness of the blood that had oozed slightly from his nose.
'Now Im gonna have some fun with you, like you used me for pleasure. But first Id better gag ya so you cant make a peep.' With that Denna removed her hiking boots and unrolled the thick sweaty socks she was wearing under them. Richard was hoarsley crying out as she pushed one of the socks deep down his throat, snuffing out his weak verbal resistance. Then she stood up with her barefeet on his chest.
Richard looked up with wide eyes as Denna held one of her feet over his face, she wiggled her toes and then splayed them, giving him a good look at the instrument of torture. Then she pressed the toes into his cheek, slowly grinding them to and throw, watching his face contort in pain.
'How do they feel Dick? Do they feel hot? hot and sweaty? humiliating isnt it? not very nice to be humiliated under a girls sweaty, smelly feet is it?' she degraded him thoroughly. 'Lucky my toenails are painted red, in case I get any blood on them it wont show.' This was not what Richard wanted to hear.
Then Denna kicked Richards head to the side and placed one foot on it. Slowly she lifted her other foot off his chest, trailing her toes down to his chin, before placing that foot next to the other one on top of his head. Perched atop his head, hearing him grimace in pain underneath her feet gave Denna an awesome rush, she felt very powerful. Squatting on Richards head, Denna curled her toes under and dug her toenails into his flesh. She saw his bag and reached across for it, it seemed to be just outside her grasp, but she was determined not to have to get off his head. Digging her toes in even harder she really stretched her lithe figure and managed to grab hold of the bag and drag it over, sending dust and dirt into the face of the agonized Richard. Lifting her toes up Denna was amused to see that her nails had left little half moon crescents imprinted into Richards cheek.
'Well Richard, lets see how much money you have in your wallet shall we?' Sifting through his bag Denna eventually found the wallet, all the while squatting on the poor Richards noggin. 'Excellent, this oughtta be enough to give me a good start I reckon, what do you think?'
Richards only reply was a pitiful groan.
Ditching the bag into the hay loft, Denna stood to her full height on Richards head, and began to speak 'Now, Im almost finished with you Dick, but I wanna do one more thing before I shoot off, now your gonna be a cooperative boy and let me do that arent you? She asked with barely masked malice. Looking at the bottom of her toes that hovered just above his eyes, Richard gave an affirmative grunt.
'Alright then, well, what Im gonna do is stand on your throat. When I do that I want you to turn your head and look up, so that I can stand on your face, comprenday?' Another grunt of affirmation.
Lowering her right foot onto Richards throat she suspended the left one over the side of his head, whick quickly turned into an upturned face. Richard was swallowing very hard under the pressure on his throat. Placing her left foot on his forehead Denna then lowered the right onto his mouth, toes first. 'Kiss my toes bitch.' she said humorously. He got straight to it, kissing her sweaty toes vigorously, and of course licking in between them when commanded to. The weight on his forehead was unbearable, but he was trying to hang in there.
Then Denna stomped the sole of her right foot down hard onto his mouth, mingling the moist sweat of it with the bit of blood on his upper lip. She then proceeded to mash the foot down so hard on his face that she was gritting her teeth. Richard could not breathe, the blood from his nose had solidified in it, and since she was mashing her foot down so hard into his mouth he had no way of getting air in. Watching the face of this asshole under her feet being contorted in pain and fear drove Denna on, but when she saw that his eyes began to roll back in their sockets she brought it to a sudden halt. She did not need to start her new life with a murder charge.
Standing back on Richards chest she yanked her sock from his mouth and ditched it. Watching the gasping man get air back into his lungs thrilled her, how close had she come?!
'Im going to leave you now Dick, I dont know if you will regain the use of your legs, and frankly I dont care, but i think you will. Thankyou for all of your help, meeting you hase been very....therapeutic i think.' she finished with a smile.
Yanking her boots back on she hoisted the knapsack once more and slipped the cash she had obtained into her pants pocket. Then Denna headed out into the hayfeilds and started to cut a course towards the interstate road, a couple of miles away. She didnt know which way she was headed exactly but she was thinking of her mother. Perhaps she would pay her a visit, and show her how disatisfied she was with how she abandoned her. Show her the same way that she had showed Richard. The world was full of possibilities.
THE END
Picking up a shovel leaning across a supporting beam in the barn, Denna strode toward the wide back that was Richards. With a primal scream and a huge swing she hit him squarely in the lower spine, resulting in a crunching DONG and a sharp cry from Richard as he droppped to his knees. Then as she strode round to face him she gave him a lesser hit in the face with the shovel that sent him sprawling on his back. She then ditched the shovel and stood astride him, glaring down with steel in her blue eyes.
Richard was worried, very worried. He didnt have any feeling in his legs or feet except a tingling sensation. He didnt think he was paralysed permanantly, at least he hoped not, but he was definately paralysed at this moment. His face hurt like hell, and he could feel the wetness of the blood that had oozed slightly from his nose.
'Now Im gonna have some fun with you, like you used me for pleasure. But first Id better gag ya so you cant make a peep.' With that Denna removed her hiking boots and unrolled the thick sweaty socks she was wearing under them. Richard was hoarsley crying out as she pushed one of the socks deep down his throat, snuffing out his weak verbal resistance. Then she stood up with her barefeet on his chest.
Richard looked up with wide eyes as Denna held one of her feet over his face, she wiggled her toes and then splayed them, giving him a good look at the instrument of torture. Then she pressed the toes into his cheek, slowly grinding them to and throw, watching his face contort in pain.
'How do they feel Dick? Do they feel hot? hot and sweaty? humiliating isnt it? not very nice to be humiliated under a girls sweaty, smelly feet is it?' she degraded him thoroughly. 'Lucky my toenails are painted red, in case I get any blood on them it wont show.' This was not what Richard wanted to hear.
Then Denna kicked Richards head to the side and placed one foot on it. Slowly she lifted her other foot off his chest, trailing her toes down to his chin, before placing that foot next to the other one on top of his head. Perched atop his head, hearing him grimace in pain underneath her feet gave Denna an awesome rush, she felt very powerful. Squatting on Richards head, Denna curled her toes under and dug her toenails into his flesh. She saw his bag and reached across for it, it seemed to be just outside her grasp, but she was determined not to have to get off his head. Digging her toes in even harder she really stretched her lithe figure and managed to grab hold of the bag and drag it over, sending dust and dirt into the face of the agonized Richard. Lifting her toes up Denna was amused to see that her nails had left little half moon crescents imprinted into Richards cheek.
'Well Richard, lets see how much money you have in your wallet shall we?' Sifting through his bag Denna eventually found the wallet, all the while squatting on the poor Richards noggin. 'Excellent, this oughtta be enough to give me a good start I reckon, what do you think?'
Richards only reply was a pitiful groan.
Ditching the bag into the hay loft, Denna stood to her full height on Richards head, and began to speak 'Now, Im almost finished with you Dick, but I wanna do one more thing before I shoot off, now your gonna be a cooperative boy and let me do that arent you? She asked with barely masked malice. Looking at the bottom of her toes that hovered just above his eyes, Richard gave an affirmative grunt.
'Alright then, well, what Im gonna do is stand on your throat. When I do that I want you to turn your head and look up, so that I can stand on your face, comprenday?' Another grunt of affirmation.
Lowering her right foot onto Richards throat she suspended the left one over the side of his head, whick quickly turned into an upturned face. Richard was swallowing very hard under the pressure on his throat. Placing her left foot on his forehead Denna then lowered the right onto his mouth, toes first. 'Kiss my toes bitch.' she said humorously. He got straight to it, kissing her sweaty toes vigorously, and of course licking in between them when commanded to. The weight on his forehead was unbearable, but he was trying to hang in there.
Then Denna stomped the sole of her right foot down hard onto his mouth, mingling the moist sweat of it with the bit of blood on his upper lip. She then proceeded to mash the foot down so hard on his face that she was gritting her teeth. Richard could not breathe, the blood from his nose had solidified in it, and since she was mashing her foot down so hard into his mouth he had no way of getting air in. Watching the face of this asshole under her feet being contorted in pain and fear drove Denna on, but when she saw that his eyes began to roll back in their sockets she brought it to a sudden halt. She did not need to start her new life with a murder charge.
Standing back on Richards chest she yanked her sock from his mouth and ditched it. Watching the gasping man get air back into his lungs thrilled her, how close had she come?!
'Im going to leave you now Dick, I dont know if you will regain the use of your legs, and frankly I dont care, but i think you will. Thankyou for all of your help, meeting you hase been very....therapeutic i think.' she finished with a smile.
Yanking her boots back on she hoisted the knapsack once more and slipped the cash she had obtained into her pants pocket. Then Denna headed out into the hayfeilds and started to cut a course towards the interstate road, a couple of miles away. She didnt know which way she was headed exactly but she was thinking of her mother. Perhaps she would pay her a visit, and show her how disatisfied she was with how she abandoned her. Show her the same way that she had showed Richard. The world was full of possibilities.
THE END