facesitme6
03-12-2003, 3:52 PM
This story I've dreamed about for a while, just wanted to post to see what you guys think! This dream was about a twelve year old girl, guess because i have a daughter.
Luv always!
Chapter One:
After my parents abused me, I very much wanted to go into an orphanage. I wanted to live in a nice, perfect home, with a swingset in the backyard, a TV in the den, and a BIG fridge. So, when the child agency came to drive me over to the orphanage, I knew that I was in for a great time. Yet, little did I know I was wrong.....
After being at the orphanage for about one year, these two lesbians who wanted a daughter, twelve years old (the same age as me) to adopt and care. One was about thirty years old, very chubby, un-brushed brown hair, and acne. Her legs were short and fat, but hey, it doesn't matter how you look on the outside does it?
The other woman was about the same weight, except had huge feet. She had nice, straight blonde hair, hair that I wanted. Her face was smooth, and in my opinion, this woman seemed nice.
It took a little convincing to the orphanage to say that they were great mothers for me. The thought since I was abused at such an early age, I might be tough to handle. They said no problem, and commented how they liked my head, it was just the right size. Hmmmm, that was odd?
So, after five hours of signing papers and such, I was legally their daughter until I was 18, so it was 6 years. They seemed nice. We walked out, me following them, and told me we'd have to walk a few blocks to the nearest garage for the car (we we're in the city). I didn't mind, at least I was in good hands.
The car was a two seater, which confused me. Two seats, three people. I wondered how we were all going to fit. I looked through the window into the passenger seat. Underneath it was a small opening, yet big enough to fit a thin girl like me in.
"You're going to be all ours for the next 6 years, slave, and you're going to worship us like never before", the blonde, named Betty, demanded.
I was confused. Slave? Worship? HUH?
Betty commaned me to get on the floor under the passenger seat, and slide feet first into the hole under the seat, so only my head was showing. It was big enough to get it, but there was some sort of lock that made me not able to get out. The other woman, Doreen, held the key and threw it in the compartment next to her on the door. Doreen got in the drivers seat, and warned us that the ride was five hours. Five hours trapped here? Was she CRAZY?
Betty took off her shoes and socks and threw them in the trunk. She came back and sat on the seat, and looked down at my hopeless head, and greeted me, "Hello Feet Cushion", and slammed her feet smack down on my feet. The sweat and smell almost made me gag, and I still kept thinking, 5 hours trapped like this? I was going to DIE!
I know it's just feet, but more is coming!
Luv always!
Chapter One:
After my parents abused me, I very much wanted to go into an orphanage. I wanted to live in a nice, perfect home, with a swingset in the backyard, a TV in the den, and a BIG fridge. So, when the child agency came to drive me over to the orphanage, I knew that I was in for a great time. Yet, little did I know I was wrong.....
After being at the orphanage for about one year, these two lesbians who wanted a daughter, twelve years old (the same age as me) to adopt and care. One was about thirty years old, very chubby, un-brushed brown hair, and acne. Her legs were short and fat, but hey, it doesn't matter how you look on the outside does it?
The other woman was about the same weight, except had huge feet. She had nice, straight blonde hair, hair that I wanted. Her face was smooth, and in my opinion, this woman seemed nice.
It took a little convincing to the orphanage to say that they were great mothers for me. The thought since I was abused at such an early age, I might be tough to handle. They said no problem, and commented how they liked my head, it was just the right size. Hmmmm, that was odd?
So, after five hours of signing papers and such, I was legally their daughter until I was 18, so it was 6 years. They seemed nice. We walked out, me following them, and told me we'd have to walk a few blocks to the nearest garage for the car (we we're in the city). I didn't mind, at least I was in good hands.
The car was a two seater, which confused me. Two seats, three people. I wondered how we were all going to fit. I looked through the window into the passenger seat. Underneath it was a small opening, yet big enough to fit a thin girl like me in.
"You're going to be all ours for the next 6 years, slave, and you're going to worship us like never before", the blonde, named Betty, demanded.
I was confused. Slave? Worship? HUH?
Betty commaned me to get on the floor under the passenger seat, and slide feet first into the hole under the seat, so only my head was showing. It was big enough to get it, but there was some sort of lock that made me not able to get out. The other woman, Doreen, held the key and threw it in the compartment next to her on the door. Doreen got in the drivers seat, and warned us that the ride was five hours. Five hours trapped here? Was she CRAZY?
Betty took off her shoes and socks and threw them in the trunk. She came back and sat on the seat, and looked down at my hopeless head, and greeted me, "Hello Feet Cushion", and slammed her feet smack down on my feet. The sweat and smell almost made me gag, and I still kept thinking, 5 hours trapped like this? I was going to DIE!
I know it's just feet, but more is coming!