flyest826
10-06-2008, 7:04 PM
this is a story i found about famous people trampling human carpets enjoy.
The Special Red Carpet
It was a fairly warm night for December, even in California. But it was much colder lying here on this cold stone walkway.
Here he was with all the others, men and women all dressed in outfits made of a soft dark red material witch felt like carpet.
They were all lying side by side leading all the way from the driveway, trough the well landscaped grounds, right up to the front door of the elegant mansion. All together they formed a long human red carpet.
He figured they all like him had been sworn to secrecy and transported secretly to this secluded mansion up in the hills surrounded by mountains.
He didn't know any of them but he noticed most of them were excited and were obviously here for the same reason as him. Others looked nervous and uncomfortable, and he figured they were here just for the money.
All he knew was that all this had been arranged for a very rich older socialite. She always enjoyed using her vast amounts of inherited wealth to entertain the hottest female celebrities. She had long had a fantasy of creating a long red carpet formed of human beings. The beautiful female celebrities would walk upon them like they were just a bunch of lowly peasants.
She had this idea years ago: but only now did she have the ability to pull it off. She had carefully watched and studied the beautiful females as they danced and mingled. Noting carefully how they treated her servants, and which ones had a real attitude.
She used all this information to decide with ones she knew would enjoy what she had planed. And also which could be trusted not to go blabbing to the media. She invited them all to what she called a “Female Power Party” and said it would be something special they would never forget.
Here it was the big night the food set, the house and grounds were perfect, and most important her human carpet was laid out ready and weighting.
He was just lying there looking up at the stars. He was so excited he didn't feel cold even those he was lying on the cold stone walkway. They had all only been given a thin cushion to lay on.
He was daydreaming as to who these lovely ladies would be when he heard the sounds of a limo pulling up the driveway. Since he was positioned right by the driveway he felt the vibration as the vehicle pulled up.
As the door opened he saw emerge two lovely female feet in a pair of black open toed sandals with thin high heels. The straps covered in little diamonds formed the shape of a hart on each foot.
As she fully emerged from the vehicle, he could recognize her. It was the beautiful Alyssa Milano. She was dressed in a sleek black dress that hung from her shoulders by two thin spaghetti straps. It sparkled with little black sequins and clung to her shapely body.
She may have played a good witch on TV but she sure looked wicked tonight he thought.
As she looked down and noticed him and the others all lying along the walkway, she smiled and looked a little surprised.
“What’s all this” she asked the servant that opened her door.
The servant answered that tonight his mistress wanted all her favorite female friends to experience the true pampering a goddess deserves.
Alyssa just laughed and said “Sounds like fun” “you never know what she's going to do”.
As he looked up at her a little star-struck, she walked up next to him and smiling down at him, she lifted up her foot. He felt the pressure of her shoe resting on his stomach; it felt like she was checking her balance. Suddenly she lifted her other foot bearing all her weight down on him causing him to wince. As he felt her thin heel sink down into his stomach, he could hear her laughing above him.
She brought her other foot down on his chest, as she shifted her weight it felt like her heel was going to go right between his ribs. She just stood and twisted and ground her heels into his chest and stomach.
Looking down at him, she was thinking how these people must like this or they wouldn't be doing it. She decided she’d walk heavily across each of them, and have some real fun.
As she stepped from him to the next person and then the next, he could hear her laughing as they grunted and moaned trying to bear her weight.
As he watched her tromp from one person to the next, he heard another vehicle coming down the drive and wondered who would be next.
After the limo rolled up and the servant opened the door. Out popped Mariah Carey. She was wearing a short black skirt showing off her great legs and a white top that sparkled with silver glitter that showed off her breast. She was wearing a pair of silver satrapy sandals on her feet over her red painted toes.
After the servant told her what was going on, Mariah had no problem using them as her rug. She had become quite spoiled, havening other people cater to her every whim.
She walked up to his side in her shiny sandals with sharp high heels.
She lifted her silver heel up and stepped up on his chest with out even missing a step. She walked regally across him letting her full weight sink down into his flesh. She walked on them all as if it was normal and she received this treatment all the time.
Cars were staring to back up. The next girl he saw walk up was Christina Ricci. He remembered hearing on some show that she had a little fetish for her own feet and liked to smell them. She was wearing a kind of dark colored pantsuit with shiny black slip-on dress shoes on her feet.
As she walked up and saw him a smile spread across her face. She stepped right up on his chest. She stood there a moment just staring down at him with her arms crossed, then he felt her weight shift as she slipped her foot out of one of her shoes. He saw her bare foot sparkling with sweat hovering over his face. She wiggled he toes right over his nose. He could feel the heat from her foot as it descended on his face. She planted her foot right over his mouth and forced his nose between her smelly toes. She was forcing him to smell the strong odor of her sweat.
He could taste the sweat from her sole as it was forced in his mouth.
She lifted her foot and kicked him in the nose telling him to open his mouth. She had him hold out his toung as she wiped the sole of her foot back and forth on it, making him lick off her salty sweat. She would pinch his toung between her toes, forcing him to lick out the sour tasting sweat there. She switched feet forcing him to provide the same service to the other one.
After putting her shoes back on she just walked away with a smile on her face like nothing happened.
Christina Ricci wasn’t even out of site when he was surprised to see Lindsay Lohan walk up wearing a black bikini. She could never resist the beach and had come straight from the local beach. She had just put a matching wrap around the bikini bottom and came straight here. She had a pair of black flip-flops with a wedge heel on her sandy little feet.
When she had heard about the rug she thought it was a little wired put decided to have some fun.
As she walked up to him, he was surprised at the cold evil way she was looking at him. What he didn’t know was that she thought he resembled her father, who she had a lot of hostility towards.
The next thing he knew she jumped up and landed hard on his stomach.
She was sorry she didn’t have her heels on, but figured she could still hurt him if she jumped really high. She keep jumping up and down as high as she could. He was glad when she finely got tired and stopped. She stamped down hard on his face “Open Up” she yelled. She made him stick out his toung. She pressed the sole of dirty flip-flop down on his toung, dragging it back and forth forcing him to lick off the gritty beach sand.
She kick the flip-flop off and stooped dawn picking it up, she forced the insole down on his toung, using it to clean of the salty crud that built up from the frequent trips to the beach. She enjoyed the grimace on his face, knowing how afoul it must taste, considering she had never cleaned them.
She got so close to his face he could feel her hot breath. She looked down at him with such an evil frigid smile his blood ran cold. The flip-flop was removed from his mouth. He saw her lean down over his mouth, puckering her lips she spat a large glob of spit right in his mouth. He had to admit that it tasted sweet and wasn’t that bad.
She hopped up and forced her dirty bare foot into his mouth, making him suck the salty sweat off her toes. She then had him swab his tongue between her toes and lick out the grimy sand. After she made him do the same to her other flip-flop and foot, she put her flip-flops back on and stomped up on his head. Standing full weight on his face she amused her self by grinding and wiping her soles on his face, mashing his nose. He could hear her mumbling, she sounded angry and excited at the same time. She was so excited she was shaking.
She soon grew tired and new she would have to sit down soon. She went stomping off towards the house. He could hear some of the others moan in pain as her stomped down hard on them. She yell “SHUT UP ASSHOLES” “Your were you all belong”.
He hardly had time to recover before Jessica Alba walked up. She was wearing a plush black top over a long white skirt and had black leather boots on her feet.
Jessica Alba walked over with her trademark smile on her lips. She had seen a little of Lindsay's little performance and was quite amused. She felt some of her frustrations bubble up the surface. She had always loved doing the fighting scenes in movies were she got to kick ass, but it was all so fake. Seeing Lindsay’s little show made her wonder what it would be like to really grind someone into the ground.
She was so quick the next thing he knew her boot heels wear digging into his chest, and she was grinning down at him. She leaned back on her heels just to see the grimace on his face. Laughing she stepped up on his face.
He could feel little granules of gravel on her soles as she ground her boot soles into his face. It seemed like she was standing up there forever before she finally stepped down off his face. She heavily walked down his body to his crouch. She just stood there grinning as she watched him straining to bare her weight.
Soon she started jumping up and down. He thought his guts might burst, her boots were pounding into him so hard. Finely she grew board and stomped off towards the house. He could hear her laughing as she stomped down on a woman's breast as she went inside.
As he turned his head back to the driveway he saw the Olsen girls trotting his way. He was one of the people who could never tell or remember which was which. One was wearing a long white silky dress and the other had on a black silky dress, they both had on platform sandals that showed off their all-natural unpainted toes.
One of the girls jumped up on his stomach her sister followed stepping up on his head. They both stomped around on him, looking down laughing and smiling as they hoped from part to part on his body. They were like a blur. He couldn't keep track of them, he would be focused on one girl and then the other girls shoe would slam down on his face, taking him by surprise.
Growing board they both ran along the carpet back in forth jumping from person to person. They seamed to love to hear the sounds the people made when they stomped down on them. One of the girls took particular pleasure in jumping from one person’s head to another all along their human rug.
He could still hear the squeals of laughter from the Olsen's as he saw Paris Hilton strutting up to his side. She wearing a slinky black dress with matching heels.
Paris was so used to having the world at her feet, she didn't think the human rug laid out before her was weird at all.
She just mumbled “About Time” and stepped up on his chest.
He could feel her heels sinking into his flesh as she stood looking down at him with one of her typical arrogant expressions.
She walked up and down his body a few times, letting her weight bare down on him with each step. She came up to his face and started rubbing the sole of her shoe up and down his nose squishing it flat and smearing the dirt from her sole allover his face.
After a while she slipped off the high-heeled sandal and started rubbing her sweaty bare foot in his face. She particularly enjoyed rubbing his nose between her toes; it felt like a massage.
As she forced his nose between her long slender toes, he had to smell the sweat that had accumulated during the hours of shopping she had done earlier. As she grew board torturing his nose, she started farcing her toes between his lips into his mouth.
He realized what she wanted and opened his mouth to receive her sweaty little toes. He swirled his toung around her toes, swabbing out all the sweat and bits of dirt between them. Her sweat tasted salty and her feet were so well taken care of that it was actually a very pleasant task.
She just stood there on him, with her hands on her hips. Her eyes were closed with her head tilted back. There was a smirk of pure contentment on her face. He could see she was really enjoying the oral foot massage his toung was giving her as she moaned a little with pleasure.
After a while she seamed to come back to reality. She removed her foot from his mouth saying “Ahhhh... That feels much better”
After slipping her heels back on she had him hold out his toung. She then drug her dusty soles across it cleaning quickly cleaning off all the crap she had walked trough.
When she was done she just walked off down the carpet smiling, in a much better mood than before.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching and turned to see Jenny McCarthy tromping up the driveway, in a pair of black sandals with low heels.
Jenny knew all about trampling and domination, when she saw the human rug laid out before her, she just thought it was cool.
She walked up to his side, looking down at him with a playful smile.
She lifted up her shoe, showing him a muddy sole. She had been forced to walk at the muddy edge of the driveway because the cars were backing up.
Now her soles were covered in muck.
She stepped up on his stomach, wiping her dirty soles back and forth on him.
“Boy sure is neat finding a rug when I need one” she laughed.
She turned around and stepped up on his chest, right in front of his face.
Smiling down at him with a mischievous grin, she began waving her dirty sole back and forth over his face.
“Open wide” she cooed.
As he opened his mouth forced her filthy heel in his mouth. He figured she wanted him to clean them, so he wrapped his lips around the muddy heel and began sucking off all the muck. He could feel little bits of grass and gritty mud come off on his toung. After he had cleaned her heel, she made him stick out his toung. With his toung out she used it like a doormat dragging the filthy sole of her shoe across it over and over.
It gave her an evil pleasure, seeing his toung turn black, from all the dirt on her shoe. She scrunched up her nose as she watched him swallow down the gritty crap. She then made him perform the same degrading service too her other shoe.
She slipped her sweaty foot out of her shoe, and began wiggling her little toes right under his nose. She started pinching his nose between her sweaty toes. She loved twisting and playing with his nose.
Her toes found their way down to his mouth. She used her toe to rub his lips and then pry them open. Soon she had forced her toes into him mouth.
“Yea baby... Suck those toes” she teased.
As he sucked on her salty little toes, she liked playing with his toung, trapping it between her toes and scratching it with her toenail. She loved the feeling on her toes, as she had him clean out all the sweat and grime in-between.
After he had sucked and licked all the sweat and gunk off her cute toes, She had him stick out his toung again. She used his toung to wipe her sweaty, dusty sole clean.
After making him clean both of her sweaty feet, she started slapping his face with her soles, teasing and taunting him. She stepped up on his face squishing his nose under her soles.
“Do you like being under my feet little man” she teased as she stood on his face, laughing.
After she grew tired of stepping all over his face, she put her sandals back on, and gave his face a good slap with the sole of her shoe.
“Thanks for the memories slave” she laughed stepping up on his face spinning around and tromping off towards the house.
He could see she was jumping from person to person on along the human rug. She particularly liked stepping on their faces, he could tell by the way she laughed as she bore down on them smashing their noses flat with her soles.
He could hear her laughing all the way to the front door.
Red Carpet p. II
He didn’t have long to rest from Jenny before a group of models came walking up the driveway together. They were giggling and whispering to each other as they looked at him, while they walked towards him.
The girl in the front hardly paused a moment before she put her high heel shod foot on his stomach and stepped up. She didn’t care how she stepped, placing most of her weight on her heel, causing him to yelp in pain. The other girls just covered their mouths and giggled. They all stared and watched closely as she walked all over his body in her sharp heels.
After walking all over him she stepped over to the next person and turned around looking back at her girlfriends. The next two girls stepped up together; smirking down at him while their high heels sank into his flesh.
Then the first girl turned back around and headed for the house. It seemed like all the girls were getting on him at once. He felt their heels allover his body, there were so many he couldn’t even keep count. The girls became a blur as they streamed across him, giggling and looking down at him with smiling as they passed by. Some of them even blew him a kiss as they ground their heels into his flesh.
After they all passed he was barely conscious, the feeling of all the girls in their heels walking on him all at once was so intense. He felt like he was in a dream state.
He didn’t have long to recuperate before he heard the hard click clack of footsteps on the concrete. He looked over and saw Sarah Michelle Gellar walking towards him, in a pair of shiny black leather boots. She had on a skin-tight black mini-skirt with matching top and had on a black leather jacket that matched her boots. She was dressed all in black except for the gold cross around her neck and the dark red color she wore on her nails and lips.
As she walked over she stopped for a moment and looked him over coolly with an amused expression on her face.
Sarah Michelle Gellar had always loved playing a total bitch. It had been a while since she had been able to play an aggressive character and really kick some ass. She was really in need of a way to vent.
As she walked over to his side, she had a cool thin smile on her lips as she looked down at him with her sparkling eyes.
He was taken by surprise; all of a sudden he felt the cold toe of her boot in his side, causing him to let out an involuntary groan. The sound was hardly out of his mouth when he felt her standing on his chest.
She had jumped and landed on his chest so quickly he didn’t realize it until she was standing on him laughing down at him.
“You’ve still got it girl” she said to her self.
She stomped and jumped around all over his body, letting each blow sink in.
She liked to alternate between gentle and hard stomping, repeatedly stomping his stomach, chest and groin.
She had exhausted him nearly forced all the air out of his lungs, when she finally stopped. He felt her walking up his chest. In a flash the sole of her boot was in his face, millimeters from his nose.
She loved the startled look on his face. She had developed the ability to kick with incredible speed and precision after years of fight scenes on “Buffy”.
She stepped up with her hard boot soles right on his face.
He could feel her dirty soles squashing his face as she stood with her full weight bearing down on his head. She just stood there laughing with her arms raised in victory imaging she was vanquishing this loser in front of her adoring fans.
After she had stood on his face for several minutes posing, she jumped down onto his chest. When she looked down at his face and saw that it had gotten quite dirty from the dirt on her boots. She remembered hearing the servants talking about some of the humiliating things the other guest had done to these people. She certainly wasn't going to be out done she mused.
With an imperial smile she presented her dirty boot sole to his face.
As he looked up and saw her dirty sole hovering over his face, he heard her bark out “Well I think you know what to do, Loser”
He extended his toung and began lapping away the dirt and grim that had accumulated on her sole.
She just stood up there with hands on her hips, standing on his chest, looking down at him with a regal smile on her beautiful face.
She couldn't believe how much fun this was, she had never had a role were she had been able to degrade someone like this. She even got to thinking how much fun it would to degrade a famous celebrity like this in a movie.
She made him lick both her dirty boot-soles clean. He had to swallow down all sorts of sandy grit and bits of grass, as she stood up there, eyes glazed over, fantasizing about all the things she could do to her co-stars.
After he had completed cleaning her boots and had made the soles shine; it just made her realize how dirty and sweaty her bare feet felt in these tight boots.
Balancing on one foot, standing his stomach, she lifted up her boot and slipped it off of her hot tired foot. As she brought her sweaty bare foot down to his face the smell was unbelievable. She had been wearing those tight leather boots for many hours now, and her feet were literally soaking wet with her sweat.
She hovered her foot over his mouth, she didn’t want any of the dirt on his face to get on her foot. She ordered him to give her sweaty foot a good licking.
As he licked her foot he could taste the salty-sour flavor of her sweat, it kind of reminded him of oriental food.
She wiggled her toes, forcing him to lick out the slimy sweaty bits between her toes. She loved to watch him forced to swallow it all down.
She moaned with pleasure as she forced him to suck on each of her sweaty toes.
“This is great... I could have the sexiest men in Hollywood licking my feet right on the big Screen” she was thinking.
She spent several more minutes having him lick both her sweaty feet, lapping at her soles, licking between her toes and sucking them, until they felt so much cooler and refreshed.
After she put her boots back on she just walked off towards the house.
He noticed that she didn’t pay attention to the people she stepped on to get there. She was to busy daydreaming about an actor she had always despised, being forced to worship her feet in front of everyone.
As turned his attention back to the driveway he saw two girls he recognized them as figure-skaters but didn’t remember there names. One of the girls was laughing and pointing at him as they approached. Wearing glamorous evening gowns they both didn’t miss a beat, they stepped up on his body with their slender high heels. One girl lifted her foot and struck a pose that looked like a classic figure-skating move, while standing on his chest, causing the other girl to laugh.
They both walked on regally to the front door. One of the girls looked backed and waved at him, smiling.
After the girls left he heard irregular footsteps like someone stumbling along. He looked over and saw Shannen Doherty dressed in a dark dress and black boots. She had been out partying earlier and you could easily tell she had been drinking.
When she saw him lying there her eyes lit up and a smile crept across her face. She walked over, swaying a bit from the alcohol.
She lifted her foot and slammed it down on his stomach, laughing.
The first time she tried to step up she slipped off. It took a couple of tries to get balanced on his stomach and chest. He heard her mumble something like “Top of the world” “Top of the world”, as she stumbled around on his chest, stomach and crotch.
She stepped over on his chest, right up in front of his face. She smiled dawn at him, laughing as she used her boot to play with his face, rubbing his nose back and forth under her dirty sole and grinding her heel down on his mouth. She kept saying “Hey rug-man... Hey little Rug... Little rug” laughing as she stepped down heavily on his face.
“Clean my boot Rug” She laughed waving her boot over his face.
As he stuck out his toung and began licking off the filth from her sole, She was a little surprised at first, but then grew really excited.
As he lapped at her dirty boot sole, he could taste the sweetness of the spilt drinks she had stepped in earlier at the club she partied at, mixed with the dirt, grim and bits of grass, her soles had picked up. She stumbled back laughing, as she watched his face, while he swallowed down all this filth.
She squatted down on his chest and leaned over his face, smiling down at him. “Open wide...” she harped. When he had opened his mouth she spat a large wad of spit right in his mouth, and nearly fell back laughing, as he swallowed it down.
As she was getting up stumbled around and stomped down pretty hard on the side of his face. She started jumping around all over his chest, stomach, groin and thighs. He could feel the wind being knocked out of him as she jumped over and over again pounding her hard soles into his body.
She kept jumping until a couple of servants saw that she was swaying back and forth as she jumped. They were worried she might fall. They came over and told her she looked like she needed to have a seat and rest. When they went to try and help her walk up to the house, she shrugged them off and yelled “I can do it... I can walk”.
She walked off to the main door, staggering a bit along the way, as each footstep came down hard on the people forming the carpet beneath her.
He could hear her chuckling all the way to the door, as she looked down seeing all the people, she was walking on.
Red Carpet p. III
It had been several minutes and he had only had a couple of girls walk across him since shannen worked him over so well. There had only been a few models that giggled and smiled as they walked across his chest and stomach.
His mind had begun to wander when he heard yet another set of heels approaching. He looked over to see Kelly Ripa walking towards him. She had on a pair of gold open-toed sandal heels that flopped loosely against her bare heels.
She had always had a dominant streak in her personally. That's probably why she had been chosen to co-host with Regis his daytime talk show; it seemed he always got along best with women who were bossy and dominant. She also loved playing the arrogant bossy starlet sister on “Hope & Faith”.
It didn’t really seem that unusual to her to walk on a person or even this whole group forming a rug on the ground, before her. She thought it would be fun as she looked down at him grinning.
She stepped up and place one of her heels on his stomach, looking down at him, giggling, she began twisting her heel back and forth on his belly. Suddenly she stepped up full weight forcing, causing him to wince as the air was forced out of lungs.
She turned around walking up to his chest facing him, and lifted her high-heeled foot up over his mouth. She smiled down at him mischievously, as she lowered the sole of her shoe to his mouth and rubbed the sole back and forth on his lips.
He kissed her sole a couple of times and then opened his mouth. As he stuck out his toung she smiled and began dragging her dirty sole on his toung, using his toung to clean off all the dirt that had accumulated on the sole of her gold sandal.
After having him lick both of her dirty soles clean she playfully stuck out her toung at him and went walking on the human rug the rest of the way up to the door, laughing all the way.
He looked back towards the driveway and saw tennis star Anna Kournikova approaching with a smirk on her face. She had seen him licking the soles of Kelly Ripa’s shoes, and wanted to have him lick hers as well.
She was wearing a tight form-fitting black top over a short black skirt with a little gold belt around her waist. On her feet was a pair of open toed platform sandals: they were black and had little gold buckles on the straps that matched her belt.
As she walked up to his side her cell-phone rang; as she answered she continued walking up to him and stepped up on his chest. She turned facing him and raised her platform shoe over his face presenting him with a really dirty sole. She had been forced to step off the pavement onto the dirty ground, because of all the backed up traffic on the driveway.
He looked closely at her sole; it was coated with mud and little blades of grass. She lowered her shoe closer to his mouth: it was clear that she expected him to lick this crap off the soles of her shoes. He stuck out his toung and began lapping the grimy mud off the sole.
She just stood there on his chest with her dirty shoe in his face, looking off into the distance, chatting away on her cell-phone, as he used his toung to lick away all the filth from her dirty sole.
She was engrossed in her conversation and paid no notice to him as slaved away below her. She only paused a moment and glanced down as she switched shoes so he could clean her other dirty shoe. She went right back to gabbing on her phone and ignored him as he struggled to swallow down the grimy crap from her shoe. She just saw considered him to be something to clean her dirty shoes, and didn’t give it another thought.
He spent many minutes lapping away the filth on her soles and around the edges of her shoes. After awhile she must have felt he was done, she lifted up her shoe and turned up the sole, so she could see how well he had cleaned it. Apparently she was satisfied because she smiled and walked off to the front door, still talking away on that phone, not paying any attention to all those she stepped on along the way.
Jennifer Love Hewitt came tromping up to him smiling. She had heard about this human carpet toy from the servants. She was in a bubbly mood and was eager to play. She was dressed in a low-cut short black dress. On her feet she had on a pair of open-toed sandals that showed off her little red painted toenails.
She was giggling a lot as she walked up to his side. She burst out with a little shriek, laughing, as she got used to balancing on his belly. She was amused at how it felt to stand on his belly and how her feet sank in.
She just giggled as she walked all over his body: she really liked walking from one part of his body to the next, feeling her shoes sink down into different parts of his body.
She walked onto to his chest and lifted her foot out of her sandal and brought it up to his nose. Giggling, she clamped her big and second toe around his nose, forcing him to smell in-between her toes. It smelled really good with the smell of her sweat mixed with the odor of her soap. She played with his nose twisting it and rolling it with her toes.
She started rubbing her big toe on his lips. As her toe went slowly back and forth, he opened his lips and let her toe sink down into his mouth. Her eyes rolled back and an exaggerated smile formed on her face, as he swirled his toung around her toe. He enjoyed the salty flavor of her sweat.
She pulled out her big toe with a little pop, and inserted her next toe, allowing him the honor of sucking on it to. She did this with of her other toes until he had sucked on them all.
After he had sucked all her toes on both feet, she began pressing down with her sole on his nose squashing it flat against his face. As felt her bare heel above his mouth he let out his toung and lapped at her heel. Realizing how good it felt, Jennifer drug her foot along on his toung, letting it massage the whole length of her sweaty sole. She spent several minutes allowing him to lick both of her soles. As his toung reached her toes he used it to swab between them, cleaning and massaging every part of her feet.
All this attention felt so good on her tired feet that she had grown quite and had her eyes closed. She was gently swaying and he felt her shiver with pleasure as she removed her foot from his mouth and put back on her shoes.
Her knees felt a little week and she knew she had to sit down quick.
He saw her stager a bit as she walked up to the front door.
Red Carpet p. Four
He had been lying there for quite while, until Catherine Zeta-Jones walked up. She was wearing a sleek, silky, black dress that really enhanced her bust. Her red painted toes were in a pair of shiny silver heels.
She came up to his side, with an amused expression on her face. She had heard about the human carpet; and that she could even have the people lick her shoes. She was really excited to try it out!
She wasn’t the least bit hesitant; She stepped up on his chest and stomach rather hard. She began grinding her heels all over his body. One of her heels found its way into his belly button. She twisted her heel in this sensitive spot, causing him to shudder and shake a little.
She walked up his chest, she had her arms crossed and looked down at him with an eyebrow raised. She lifted one of her shiny silver sandal-heels up to him mouth; making it clear to him exactly what she wanted.
He let out his toung, and licked the dusty sole of her high heel shoe. She had him lick both dirty soles clean, as she looked down at him arrogantly, from above. She would twist the sole on his toung, forcing every little bit of grime off her shoes.
After a while she started growing a little board, and when a friend called out to her from the door, she just stomped off regally towards the party, not giving him or the others another thought.
After a few more minutes with only a couple of giggling nameless models tromping across him, he spied Jennifer Aniston walking up the driveway towards him. She was dressed in a kind of flowing summer dress with a pair of wedge-sandals on her brightly painted feet.
She had been out all day, shopping and playing at the beach, trying to cheer herself up. As she was walking up, she perked right up when she saw him lying there on the ground.
She had a weird smile on her face as she looked down at him; suddenly she hopped up on his chest, knocking the wind out of him. She was laughing and generally having a ball as she stomped all over his chest and stomach.
He could feel the soles of her shoes coming down hard all over his body. She really seamed to enjoy jumping up and down, landing on his crotch and stomach. She wore a sadistic smile and he could hear her mumbling to herself as she worked up a sweat jumping and stomping on him.
His whole body was beginning to ache and he thought he would die, when she finally grew tired and stopped to rest, on his chest.
She looked down and saw that she had left dirty footprints all over his clothes and body. She smiled down at him wickedly, and lifted one of her dirty shoes up to his mouth.
He looked up and saw her sole was covered in mud and filth. Letting out his toung he licked up the grime and mud gratefully, he was just glad she wasn’t still jumping up and down. He could tell by the large grin on her face that she really enjoyed watching him swallow all this filthy crap. She adjusted her foot, and pressed it down on his toung, forcing him to lick off all the patches of dirt on her shoe.
Jennifer Aniston was so entranced with, forcing him to suck on her filthy shoe; she didn’t even notice Angelina Jolie, until she heard the loud clicks of Angelina’s tall black boots a few feet away. When Jennifer looked over and saw her, she had a look of distaste spread across her face.
Angelina Jolie didn’t look any more pleased than Jennifer. She gave her a look of disgust and then looked down and saw him and smiled wickedly. Angelina came over and tried to step up on the rug. Jennifer stomped over blocking her from being able to get up on his chest, staring her down. Angelina tried going around her, but Jennifer jumped over on his crotch, blocking her way.
When Jennifer came down on his crotch he made a funny loud noise. Angelina Jolie looked down smiling and gave him a playful kick in the side. Jennifer laughed and thought the sound was funny; she started jumping up and down on his chest trying to cause him to make the sound again.
Angelina Jolie said “that’s not how you did it” and hopped up on his groin area and started jumping up and down, like she was on a trampoline.
Jennifer kept jumping up and down on his chest and stomach as Angelina Jolie jumped and stomped on his crotch.
They were laughing and smiling at each other; they even joined hands and jumped up together, knocking the wind right out of him. They just kept jumping and giggling, working up quite a sweat. He was growing very nauseous beneath them, as their footwear pounded down onto him. Angelina Jolie’s hard boot soles were really difficult to bare, as they pounded into his flesh. He was vary relived when they grew tired and stopped to rest.
Jennifer Aniston went back to making him lick her filthy shoes. While she was making him lick the other dirty sole, Angelina Jolie watched over her shoulder, giggling as he swallowed down the filth. Angelina grew board just watching, and wanted in on the action. “Let me do mine, there even dirtier than yours” Angelina said. Jennifer looked down at Angelina Jolie’s boots and saw they were absolutely filthy. She smiled back at her wickedly and said “sure go right ahead” Jennifer was having so much fun seeing this loser degraded she didn‘t even care who was doing the degrading.
Angelina Jolie stepped in front of Jennifer, up onto his chest. She smiled down at him evilly as she held her boot over his face, showing him the dirty sole caked in mud. She had been forced to walk off the pavement trough a big muddy puddle.
When she held her boot down to his lips, he let out his toung and began lapping away the mud from her sole. Her boots had lug soles, with caused him to have to use the tip of his toung to scoop out the mud in the crevasses.
Jennifer and Angelina both watched, smiling evilly as he had to swallow the large amounts of mud from her boot.
As Angelina Jolie forced him to lick her other boot clean, Jennifer had stepped over onto the person next to him, she was standing right next to his head and than she slipped off her wedge-sandal shoe. She started rubbing her bare smelly toes right on his nose as he continued licking Angelina Jolie’s filthy boot sole. They laughed as he was forced to smell her stinky feet.
Angelina Jolie had a bright smile and said “ I bet mine REALLY stink”.
She bent down and started taking off one of her boots. As she pulled her bare foot out of her boot he could see it was literally gleaming with sweat.
Soon her foot was hovering right over his nose; it smelled so strong he couldn’t believe it, it made him dizzy. She brought it down on his nose, rubbing it all over his face. Both girls had fun rubbing their feet all over his face and making him smell in between their toes. They then took turns forcing their toes in is mouth and making him suck them clean. He couldn’t believe how sweaty Angelina Jolie’s feet were, and how much sweat he had to lick off. They both loved having him lick out the grime between their toes. Jennifer had a lot of gritty sand from the beach, between her toes and on her soles.
Jennifer and Angelina Jolie were having a ball, forcing him to lick their dirty, sweaty feet and even taking turns standing on his face. They were laughing at how their feet distorted his face as they took turns standing on it. He thought it would never end, they kept on sticking their sweaty feet in his mouth and standing on his head and mashing his nose. Angelina Jolie started spiting in his mouth and Jennifer followed her lead, Spiting in large wads of her own. It was like they got into a contest over who could degrade him the most.
The two women were smiling and laughing with each other. Jennifer was having so much fun she wasn’t even mad anymore. They both put their shoes and boots back on, and joined hands on his chest and stomach.
He had a feeling he knew what was coming next. They both jumped up as high as they could and came down landing on his chest and stomach, knocking all the breath out of him; he thought he was going to puke.
They both walked off to the house, arms around each other, laughing; leaving him withering on the ground, clutching his gut.
The Special Red Carpet
It was a fairly warm night for December, even in California. But it was much colder lying here on this cold stone walkway.
Here he was with all the others, men and women all dressed in outfits made of a soft dark red material witch felt like carpet.
They were all lying side by side leading all the way from the driveway, trough the well landscaped grounds, right up to the front door of the elegant mansion. All together they formed a long human red carpet.
He figured they all like him had been sworn to secrecy and transported secretly to this secluded mansion up in the hills surrounded by mountains.
He didn't know any of them but he noticed most of them were excited and were obviously here for the same reason as him. Others looked nervous and uncomfortable, and he figured they were here just for the money.
All he knew was that all this had been arranged for a very rich older socialite. She always enjoyed using her vast amounts of inherited wealth to entertain the hottest female celebrities. She had long had a fantasy of creating a long red carpet formed of human beings. The beautiful female celebrities would walk upon them like they were just a bunch of lowly peasants.
She had this idea years ago: but only now did she have the ability to pull it off. She had carefully watched and studied the beautiful females as they danced and mingled. Noting carefully how they treated her servants, and which ones had a real attitude.
She used all this information to decide with ones she knew would enjoy what she had planed. And also which could be trusted not to go blabbing to the media. She invited them all to what she called a “Female Power Party” and said it would be something special they would never forget.
Here it was the big night the food set, the house and grounds were perfect, and most important her human carpet was laid out ready and weighting.
He was just lying there looking up at the stars. He was so excited he didn't feel cold even those he was lying on the cold stone walkway. They had all only been given a thin cushion to lay on.
He was daydreaming as to who these lovely ladies would be when he heard the sounds of a limo pulling up the driveway. Since he was positioned right by the driveway he felt the vibration as the vehicle pulled up.
As the door opened he saw emerge two lovely female feet in a pair of black open toed sandals with thin high heels. The straps covered in little diamonds formed the shape of a hart on each foot.
As she fully emerged from the vehicle, he could recognize her. It was the beautiful Alyssa Milano. She was dressed in a sleek black dress that hung from her shoulders by two thin spaghetti straps. It sparkled with little black sequins and clung to her shapely body.
She may have played a good witch on TV but she sure looked wicked tonight he thought.
As she looked down and noticed him and the others all lying along the walkway, she smiled and looked a little surprised.
“What’s all this” she asked the servant that opened her door.
The servant answered that tonight his mistress wanted all her favorite female friends to experience the true pampering a goddess deserves.
Alyssa just laughed and said “Sounds like fun” “you never know what she's going to do”.
As he looked up at her a little star-struck, she walked up next to him and smiling down at him, she lifted up her foot. He felt the pressure of her shoe resting on his stomach; it felt like she was checking her balance. Suddenly she lifted her other foot bearing all her weight down on him causing him to wince. As he felt her thin heel sink down into his stomach, he could hear her laughing above him.
She brought her other foot down on his chest, as she shifted her weight it felt like her heel was going to go right between his ribs. She just stood and twisted and ground her heels into his chest and stomach.
Looking down at him, she was thinking how these people must like this or they wouldn't be doing it. She decided she’d walk heavily across each of them, and have some real fun.
As she stepped from him to the next person and then the next, he could hear her laughing as they grunted and moaned trying to bear her weight.
As he watched her tromp from one person to the next, he heard another vehicle coming down the drive and wondered who would be next.
After the limo rolled up and the servant opened the door. Out popped Mariah Carey. She was wearing a short black skirt showing off her great legs and a white top that sparkled with silver glitter that showed off her breast. She was wearing a pair of silver satrapy sandals on her feet over her red painted toes.
After the servant told her what was going on, Mariah had no problem using them as her rug. She had become quite spoiled, havening other people cater to her every whim.
She walked up to his side in her shiny sandals with sharp high heels.
She lifted her silver heel up and stepped up on his chest with out even missing a step. She walked regally across him letting her full weight sink down into his flesh. She walked on them all as if it was normal and she received this treatment all the time.
Cars were staring to back up. The next girl he saw walk up was Christina Ricci. He remembered hearing on some show that she had a little fetish for her own feet and liked to smell them. She was wearing a kind of dark colored pantsuit with shiny black slip-on dress shoes on her feet.
As she walked up and saw him a smile spread across her face. She stepped right up on his chest. She stood there a moment just staring down at him with her arms crossed, then he felt her weight shift as she slipped her foot out of one of her shoes. He saw her bare foot sparkling with sweat hovering over his face. She wiggled he toes right over his nose. He could feel the heat from her foot as it descended on his face. She planted her foot right over his mouth and forced his nose between her smelly toes. She was forcing him to smell the strong odor of her sweat.
He could taste the sweat from her sole as it was forced in his mouth.
She lifted her foot and kicked him in the nose telling him to open his mouth. She had him hold out his toung as she wiped the sole of her foot back and forth on it, making him lick off her salty sweat. She would pinch his toung between her toes, forcing him to lick out the sour tasting sweat there. She switched feet forcing him to provide the same service to the other one.
After putting her shoes back on she just walked away with a smile on her face like nothing happened.
Christina Ricci wasn’t even out of site when he was surprised to see Lindsay Lohan walk up wearing a black bikini. She could never resist the beach and had come straight from the local beach. She had just put a matching wrap around the bikini bottom and came straight here. She had a pair of black flip-flops with a wedge heel on her sandy little feet.
When she had heard about the rug she thought it was a little wired put decided to have some fun.
As she walked up to him, he was surprised at the cold evil way she was looking at him. What he didn’t know was that she thought he resembled her father, who she had a lot of hostility towards.
The next thing he knew she jumped up and landed hard on his stomach.
She was sorry she didn’t have her heels on, but figured she could still hurt him if she jumped really high. She keep jumping up and down as high as she could. He was glad when she finely got tired and stopped. She stamped down hard on his face “Open Up” she yelled. She made him stick out his toung. She pressed the sole of dirty flip-flop down on his toung, dragging it back and forth forcing him to lick off the gritty beach sand.
She kick the flip-flop off and stooped dawn picking it up, she forced the insole down on his toung, using it to clean of the salty crud that built up from the frequent trips to the beach. She enjoyed the grimace on his face, knowing how afoul it must taste, considering she had never cleaned them.
She got so close to his face he could feel her hot breath. She looked down at him with such an evil frigid smile his blood ran cold. The flip-flop was removed from his mouth. He saw her lean down over his mouth, puckering her lips she spat a large glob of spit right in his mouth. He had to admit that it tasted sweet and wasn’t that bad.
She hopped up and forced her dirty bare foot into his mouth, making him suck the salty sweat off her toes. She then had him swab his tongue between her toes and lick out the grimy sand. After she made him do the same to her other flip-flop and foot, she put her flip-flops back on and stomped up on his head. Standing full weight on his face she amused her self by grinding and wiping her soles on his face, mashing his nose. He could hear her mumbling, she sounded angry and excited at the same time. She was so excited she was shaking.
She soon grew tired and new she would have to sit down soon. She went stomping off towards the house. He could hear some of the others moan in pain as her stomped down hard on them. She yell “SHUT UP ASSHOLES” “Your were you all belong”.
He hardly had time to recover before Jessica Alba walked up. She was wearing a plush black top over a long white skirt and had black leather boots on her feet.
Jessica Alba walked over with her trademark smile on her lips. She had seen a little of Lindsay's little performance and was quite amused. She felt some of her frustrations bubble up the surface. She had always loved doing the fighting scenes in movies were she got to kick ass, but it was all so fake. Seeing Lindsay’s little show made her wonder what it would be like to really grind someone into the ground.
She was so quick the next thing he knew her boot heels wear digging into his chest, and she was grinning down at him. She leaned back on her heels just to see the grimace on his face. Laughing she stepped up on his face.
He could feel little granules of gravel on her soles as she ground her boot soles into his face. It seemed like she was standing up there forever before she finally stepped down off his face. She heavily walked down his body to his crouch. She just stood there grinning as she watched him straining to bare her weight.
Soon she started jumping up and down. He thought his guts might burst, her boots were pounding into him so hard. Finely she grew board and stomped off towards the house. He could hear her laughing as she stomped down on a woman's breast as she went inside.
As he turned his head back to the driveway he saw the Olsen girls trotting his way. He was one of the people who could never tell or remember which was which. One was wearing a long white silky dress and the other had on a black silky dress, they both had on platform sandals that showed off their all-natural unpainted toes.
One of the girls jumped up on his stomach her sister followed stepping up on his head. They both stomped around on him, looking down laughing and smiling as they hoped from part to part on his body. They were like a blur. He couldn't keep track of them, he would be focused on one girl and then the other girls shoe would slam down on his face, taking him by surprise.
Growing board they both ran along the carpet back in forth jumping from person to person. They seamed to love to hear the sounds the people made when they stomped down on them. One of the girls took particular pleasure in jumping from one person’s head to another all along their human rug.
He could still hear the squeals of laughter from the Olsen's as he saw Paris Hilton strutting up to his side. She wearing a slinky black dress with matching heels.
Paris was so used to having the world at her feet, she didn't think the human rug laid out before her was weird at all.
She just mumbled “About Time” and stepped up on his chest.
He could feel her heels sinking into his flesh as she stood looking down at him with one of her typical arrogant expressions.
She walked up and down his body a few times, letting her weight bare down on him with each step. She came up to his face and started rubbing the sole of her shoe up and down his nose squishing it flat and smearing the dirt from her sole allover his face.
After a while she slipped off the high-heeled sandal and started rubbing her sweaty bare foot in his face. She particularly enjoyed rubbing his nose between her toes; it felt like a massage.
As she forced his nose between her long slender toes, he had to smell the sweat that had accumulated during the hours of shopping she had done earlier. As she grew board torturing his nose, she started farcing her toes between his lips into his mouth.
He realized what she wanted and opened his mouth to receive her sweaty little toes. He swirled his toung around her toes, swabbing out all the sweat and bits of dirt between them. Her sweat tasted salty and her feet were so well taken care of that it was actually a very pleasant task.
She just stood there on him, with her hands on her hips. Her eyes were closed with her head tilted back. There was a smirk of pure contentment on her face. He could see she was really enjoying the oral foot massage his toung was giving her as she moaned a little with pleasure.
After a while she seamed to come back to reality. She removed her foot from his mouth saying “Ahhhh... That feels much better”
After slipping her heels back on she had him hold out his toung. She then drug her dusty soles across it cleaning quickly cleaning off all the crap she had walked trough.
When she was done she just walked off down the carpet smiling, in a much better mood than before.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching and turned to see Jenny McCarthy tromping up the driveway, in a pair of black sandals with low heels.
Jenny knew all about trampling and domination, when she saw the human rug laid out before her, she just thought it was cool.
She walked up to his side, looking down at him with a playful smile.
She lifted up her shoe, showing him a muddy sole. She had been forced to walk at the muddy edge of the driveway because the cars were backing up.
Now her soles were covered in muck.
She stepped up on his stomach, wiping her dirty soles back and forth on him.
“Boy sure is neat finding a rug when I need one” she laughed.
She turned around and stepped up on his chest, right in front of his face.
Smiling down at him with a mischievous grin, she began waving her dirty sole back and forth over his face.
“Open wide” she cooed.
As he opened his mouth forced her filthy heel in his mouth. He figured she wanted him to clean them, so he wrapped his lips around the muddy heel and began sucking off all the muck. He could feel little bits of grass and gritty mud come off on his toung. After he had cleaned her heel, she made him stick out his toung. With his toung out she used it like a doormat dragging the filthy sole of her shoe across it over and over.
It gave her an evil pleasure, seeing his toung turn black, from all the dirt on her shoe. She scrunched up her nose as she watched him swallow down the gritty crap. She then made him perform the same degrading service too her other shoe.
She slipped her sweaty foot out of her shoe, and began wiggling her little toes right under his nose. She started pinching his nose between her sweaty toes. She loved twisting and playing with his nose.
Her toes found their way down to his mouth. She used her toe to rub his lips and then pry them open. Soon she had forced her toes into him mouth.
“Yea baby... Suck those toes” she teased.
As he sucked on her salty little toes, she liked playing with his toung, trapping it between her toes and scratching it with her toenail. She loved the feeling on her toes, as she had him clean out all the sweat and grime in-between.
After he had sucked and licked all the sweat and gunk off her cute toes, She had him stick out his toung again. She used his toung to wipe her sweaty, dusty sole clean.
After making him clean both of her sweaty feet, she started slapping his face with her soles, teasing and taunting him. She stepped up on his face squishing his nose under her soles.
“Do you like being under my feet little man” she teased as she stood on his face, laughing.
After she grew tired of stepping all over his face, she put her sandals back on, and gave his face a good slap with the sole of her shoe.
“Thanks for the memories slave” she laughed stepping up on his face spinning around and tromping off towards the house.
He could see she was jumping from person to person on along the human rug. She particularly liked stepping on their faces, he could tell by the way she laughed as she bore down on them smashing their noses flat with her soles.
He could hear her laughing all the way to the front door.
Red Carpet p. II
He didn’t have long to rest from Jenny before a group of models came walking up the driveway together. They were giggling and whispering to each other as they looked at him, while they walked towards him.
The girl in the front hardly paused a moment before she put her high heel shod foot on his stomach and stepped up. She didn’t care how she stepped, placing most of her weight on her heel, causing him to yelp in pain. The other girls just covered their mouths and giggled. They all stared and watched closely as she walked all over his body in her sharp heels.
After walking all over him she stepped over to the next person and turned around looking back at her girlfriends. The next two girls stepped up together; smirking down at him while their high heels sank into his flesh.
Then the first girl turned back around and headed for the house. It seemed like all the girls were getting on him at once. He felt their heels allover his body, there were so many he couldn’t even keep count. The girls became a blur as they streamed across him, giggling and looking down at him with smiling as they passed by. Some of them even blew him a kiss as they ground their heels into his flesh.
After they all passed he was barely conscious, the feeling of all the girls in their heels walking on him all at once was so intense. He felt like he was in a dream state.
He didn’t have long to recuperate before he heard the hard click clack of footsteps on the concrete. He looked over and saw Sarah Michelle Gellar walking towards him, in a pair of shiny black leather boots. She had on a skin-tight black mini-skirt with matching top and had on a black leather jacket that matched her boots. She was dressed all in black except for the gold cross around her neck and the dark red color she wore on her nails and lips.
As she walked over she stopped for a moment and looked him over coolly with an amused expression on her face.
Sarah Michelle Gellar had always loved playing a total bitch. It had been a while since she had been able to play an aggressive character and really kick some ass. She was really in need of a way to vent.
As she walked over to his side, she had a cool thin smile on her lips as she looked down at him with her sparkling eyes.
He was taken by surprise; all of a sudden he felt the cold toe of her boot in his side, causing him to let out an involuntary groan. The sound was hardly out of his mouth when he felt her standing on his chest.
She had jumped and landed on his chest so quickly he didn’t realize it until she was standing on him laughing down at him.
“You’ve still got it girl” she said to her self.
She stomped and jumped around all over his body, letting each blow sink in.
She liked to alternate between gentle and hard stomping, repeatedly stomping his stomach, chest and groin.
She had exhausted him nearly forced all the air out of his lungs, when she finally stopped. He felt her walking up his chest. In a flash the sole of her boot was in his face, millimeters from his nose.
She loved the startled look on his face. She had developed the ability to kick with incredible speed and precision after years of fight scenes on “Buffy”.
She stepped up with her hard boot soles right on his face.
He could feel her dirty soles squashing his face as she stood with her full weight bearing down on his head. She just stood there laughing with her arms raised in victory imaging she was vanquishing this loser in front of her adoring fans.
After she had stood on his face for several minutes posing, she jumped down onto his chest. When she looked down at his face and saw that it had gotten quite dirty from the dirt on her boots. She remembered hearing the servants talking about some of the humiliating things the other guest had done to these people. She certainly wasn't going to be out done she mused.
With an imperial smile she presented her dirty boot sole to his face.
As he looked up and saw her dirty sole hovering over his face, he heard her bark out “Well I think you know what to do, Loser”
He extended his toung and began lapping away the dirt and grim that had accumulated on her sole.
She just stood up there with hands on her hips, standing on his chest, looking down at him with a regal smile on her beautiful face.
She couldn't believe how much fun this was, she had never had a role were she had been able to degrade someone like this. She even got to thinking how much fun it would to degrade a famous celebrity like this in a movie.
She made him lick both her dirty boot-soles clean. He had to swallow down all sorts of sandy grit and bits of grass, as she stood up there, eyes glazed over, fantasizing about all the things she could do to her co-stars.
After he had completed cleaning her boots and had made the soles shine; it just made her realize how dirty and sweaty her bare feet felt in these tight boots.
Balancing on one foot, standing his stomach, she lifted up her boot and slipped it off of her hot tired foot. As she brought her sweaty bare foot down to his face the smell was unbelievable. She had been wearing those tight leather boots for many hours now, and her feet were literally soaking wet with her sweat.
She hovered her foot over his mouth, she didn’t want any of the dirt on his face to get on her foot. She ordered him to give her sweaty foot a good licking.
As he licked her foot he could taste the salty-sour flavor of her sweat, it kind of reminded him of oriental food.
She wiggled her toes, forcing him to lick out the slimy sweaty bits between her toes. She loved to watch him forced to swallow it all down.
She moaned with pleasure as she forced him to suck on each of her sweaty toes.
“This is great... I could have the sexiest men in Hollywood licking my feet right on the big Screen” she was thinking.
She spent several more minutes having him lick both her sweaty feet, lapping at her soles, licking between her toes and sucking them, until they felt so much cooler and refreshed.
After she put her boots back on she just walked off towards the house.
He noticed that she didn’t pay attention to the people she stepped on to get there. She was to busy daydreaming about an actor she had always despised, being forced to worship her feet in front of everyone.
As turned his attention back to the driveway he saw two girls he recognized them as figure-skaters but didn’t remember there names. One of the girls was laughing and pointing at him as they approached. Wearing glamorous evening gowns they both didn’t miss a beat, they stepped up on his body with their slender high heels. One girl lifted her foot and struck a pose that looked like a classic figure-skating move, while standing on his chest, causing the other girl to laugh.
They both walked on regally to the front door. One of the girls looked backed and waved at him, smiling.
After the girls left he heard irregular footsteps like someone stumbling along. He looked over and saw Shannen Doherty dressed in a dark dress and black boots. She had been out partying earlier and you could easily tell she had been drinking.
When she saw him lying there her eyes lit up and a smile crept across her face. She walked over, swaying a bit from the alcohol.
She lifted her foot and slammed it down on his stomach, laughing.
The first time she tried to step up she slipped off. It took a couple of tries to get balanced on his stomach and chest. He heard her mumble something like “Top of the world” “Top of the world”, as she stumbled around on his chest, stomach and crotch.
She stepped over on his chest, right up in front of his face. She smiled dawn at him, laughing as she used her boot to play with his face, rubbing his nose back and forth under her dirty sole and grinding her heel down on his mouth. She kept saying “Hey rug-man... Hey little Rug... Little rug” laughing as she stepped down heavily on his face.
“Clean my boot Rug” She laughed waving her boot over his face.
As he stuck out his toung and began licking off the filth from her sole, She was a little surprised at first, but then grew really excited.
As he lapped at her dirty boot sole, he could taste the sweetness of the spilt drinks she had stepped in earlier at the club she partied at, mixed with the dirt, grim and bits of grass, her soles had picked up. She stumbled back laughing, as she watched his face, while he swallowed down all this filth.
She squatted down on his chest and leaned over his face, smiling down at him. “Open wide...” she harped. When he had opened his mouth she spat a large wad of spit right in his mouth, and nearly fell back laughing, as he swallowed it down.
As she was getting up stumbled around and stomped down pretty hard on the side of his face. She started jumping around all over his chest, stomach, groin and thighs. He could feel the wind being knocked out of him as she jumped over and over again pounding her hard soles into his body.
She kept jumping until a couple of servants saw that she was swaying back and forth as she jumped. They were worried she might fall. They came over and told her she looked like she needed to have a seat and rest. When they went to try and help her walk up to the house, she shrugged them off and yelled “I can do it... I can walk”.
She walked off to the main door, staggering a bit along the way, as each footstep came down hard on the people forming the carpet beneath her.
He could hear her chuckling all the way to the door, as she looked down seeing all the people, she was walking on.
Red Carpet p. III
It had been several minutes and he had only had a couple of girls walk across him since shannen worked him over so well. There had only been a few models that giggled and smiled as they walked across his chest and stomach.
His mind had begun to wander when he heard yet another set of heels approaching. He looked over to see Kelly Ripa walking towards him. She had on a pair of gold open-toed sandal heels that flopped loosely against her bare heels.
She had always had a dominant streak in her personally. That's probably why she had been chosen to co-host with Regis his daytime talk show; it seemed he always got along best with women who were bossy and dominant. She also loved playing the arrogant bossy starlet sister on “Hope & Faith”.
It didn’t really seem that unusual to her to walk on a person or even this whole group forming a rug on the ground, before her. She thought it would be fun as she looked down at him grinning.
She stepped up and place one of her heels on his stomach, looking down at him, giggling, she began twisting her heel back and forth on his belly. Suddenly she stepped up full weight forcing, causing him to wince as the air was forced out of lungs.
She turned around walking up to his chest facing him, and lifted her high-heeled foot up over his mouth. She smiled down at him mischievously, as she lowered the sole of her shoe to his mouth and rubbed the sole back and forth on his lips.
He kissed her sole a couple of times and then opened his mouth. As he stuck out his toung she smiled and began dragging her dirty sole on his toung, using his toung to clean off all the dirt that had accumulated on the sole of her gold sandal.
After having him lick both of her dirty soles clean she playfully stuck out her toung at him and went walking on the human rug the rest of the way up to the door, laughing all the way.
He looked back towards the driveway and saw tennis star Anna Kournikova approaching with a smirk on her face. She had seen him licking the soles of Kelly Ripa’s shoes, and wanted to have him lick hers as well.
She was wearing a tight form-fitting black top over a short black skirt with a little gold belt around her waist. On her feet was a pair of open toed platform sandals: they were black and had little gold buckles on the straps that matched her belt.
As she walked up to his side her cell-phone rang; as she answered she continued walking up to him and stepped up on his chest. She turned facing him and raised her platform shoe over his face presenting him with a really dirty sole. She had been forced to step off the pavement onto the dirty ground, because of all the backed up traffic on the driveway.
He looked closely at her sole; it was coated with mud and little blades of grass. She lowered her shoe closer to his mouth: it was clear that she expected him to lick this crap off the soles of her shoes. He stuck out his toung and began lapping the grimy mud off the sole.
She just stood there on his chest with her dirty shoe in his face, looking off into the distance, chatting away on her cell-phone, as he used his toung to lick away all the filth from her dirty sole.
She was engrossed in her conversation and paid no notice to him as slaved away below her. She only paused a moment and glanced down as she switched shoes so he could clean her other dirty shoe. She went right back to gabbing on her phone and ignored him as he struggled to swallow down the grimy crap from her shoe. She just saw considered him to be something to clean her dirty shoes, and didn’t give it another thought.
He spent many minutes lapping away the filth on her soles and around the edges of her shoes. After awhile she must have felt he was done, she lifted up her shoe and turned up the sole, so she could see how well he had cleaned it. Apparently she was satisfied because she smiled and walked off to the front door, still talking away on that phone, not paying any attention to all those she stepped on along the way.
Jennifer Love Hewitt came tromping up to him smiling. She had heard about this human carpet toy from the servants. She was in a bubbly mood and was eager to play. She was dressed in a low-cut short black dress. On her feet she had on a pair of open-toed sandals that showed off her little red painted toenails.
She was giggling a lot as she walked up to his side. She burst out with a little shriek, laughing, as she got used to balancing on his belly. She was amused at how it felt to stand on his belly and how her feet sank in.
She just giggled as she walked all over his body: she really liked walking from one part of his body to the next, feeling her shoes sink down into different parts of his body.
She walked onto to his chest and lifted her foot out of her sandal and brought it up to his nose. Giggling, she clamped her big and second toe around his nose, forcing him to smell in-between her toes. It smelled really good with the smell of her sweat mixed with the odor of her soap. She played with his nose twisting it and rolling it with her toes.
She started rubbing her big toe on his lips. As her toe went slowly back and forth, he opened his lips and let her toe sink down into his mouth. Her eyes rolled back and an exaggerated smile formed on her face, as he swirled his toung around her toe. He enjoyed the salty flavor of her sweat.
She pulled out her big toe with a little pop, and inserted her next toe, allowing him the honor of sucking on it to. She did this with of her other toes until he had sucked on them all.
After he had sucked all her toes on both feet, she began pressing down with her sole on his nose squashing it flat against his face. As felt her bare heel above his mouth he let out his toung and lapped at her heel. Realizing how good it felt, Jennifer drug her foot along on his toung, letting it massage the whole length of her sweaty sole. She spent several minutes allowing him to lick both of her soles. As his toung reached her toes he used it to swab between them, cleaning and massaging every part of her feet.
All this attention felt so good on her tired feet that she had grown quite and had her eyes closed. She was gently swaying and he felt her shiver with pleasure as she removed her foot from his mouth and put back on her shoes.
Her knees felt a little week and she knew she had to sit down quick.
He saw her stager a bit as she walked up to the front door.
Red Carpet p. Four
He had been lying there for quite while, until Catherine Zeta-Jones walked up. She was wearing a sleek, silky, black dress that really enhanced her bust. Her red painted toes were in a pair of shiny silver heels.
She came up to his side, with an amused expression on her face. She had heard about the human carpet; and that she could even have the people lick her shoes. She was really excited to try it out!
She wasn’t the least bit hesitant; She stepped up on his chest and stomach rather hard. She began grinding her heels all over his body. One of her heels found its way into his belly button. She twisted her heel in this sensitive spot, causing him to shudder and shake a little.
She walked up his chest, she had her arms crossed and looked down at him with an eyebrow raised. She lifted one of her shiny silver sandal-heels up to him mouth; making it clear to him exactly what she wanted.
He let out his toung, and licked the dusty sole of her high heel shoe. She had him lick both dirty soles clean, as she looked down at him arrogantly, from above. She would twist the sole on his toung, forcing every little bit of grime off her shoes.
After a while she started growing a little board, and when a friend called out to her from the door, she just stomped off regally towards the party, not giving him or the others another thought.
After a few more minutes with only a couple of giggling nameless models tromping across him, he spied Jennifer Aniston walking up the driveway towards him. She was dressed in a kind of flowing summer dress with a pair of wedge-sandals on her brightly painted feet.
She had been out all day, shopping and playing at the beach, trying to cheer herself up. As she was walking up, she perked right up when she saw him lying there on the ground.
She had a weird smile on her face as she looked down at him; suddenly she hopped up on his chest, knocking the wind out of him. She was laughing and generally having a ball as she stomped all over his chest and stomach.
He could feel the soles of her shoes coming down hard all over his body. She really seamed to enjoy jumping up and down, landing on his crotch and stomach. She wore a sadistic smile and he could hear her mumbling to herself as she worked up a sweat jumping and stomping on him.
His whole body was beginning to ache and he thought he would die, when she finally grew tired and stopped to rest, on his chest.
She looked down and saw that she had left dirty footprints all over his clothes and body. She smiled down at him wickedly, and lifted one of her dirty shoes up to his mouth.
He looked up and saw her sole was covered in mud and filth. Letting out his toung he licked up the grime and mud gratefully, he was just glad she wasn’t still jumping up and down. He could tell by the large grin on her face that she really enjoyed watching him swallow all this filthy crap. She adjusted her foot, and pressed it down on his toung, forcing him to lick off all the patches of dirt on her shoe.
Jennifer Aniston was so entranced with, forcing him to suck on her filthy shoe; she didn’t even notice Angelina Jolie, until she heard the loud clicks of Angelina’s tall black boots a few feet away. When Jennifer looked over and saw her, she had a look of distaste spread across her face.
Angelina Jolie didn’t look any more pleased than Jennifer. She gave her a look of disgust and then looked down and saw him and smiled wickedly. Angelina came over and tried to step up on the rug. Jennifer stomped over blocking her from being able to get up on his chest, staring her down. Angelina tried going around her, but Jennifer jumped over on his crotch, blocking her way.
When Jennifer came down on his crotch he made a funny loud noise. Angelina Jolie looked down smiling and gave him a playful kick in the side. Jennifer laughed and thought the sound was funny; she started jumping up and down on his chest trying to cause him to make the sound again.
Angelina Jolie said “that’s not how you did it” and hopped up on his groin area and started jumping up and down, like she was on a trampoline.
Jennifer kept jumping up and down on his chest and stomach as Angelina Jolie jumped and stomped on his crotch.
They were laughing and smiling at each other; they even joined hands and jumped up together, knocking the wind right out of him. They just kept jumping and giggling, working up quite a sweat. He was growing very nauseous beneath them, as their footwear pounded down onto him. Angelina Jolie’s hard boot soles were really difficult to bare, as they pounded into his flesh. He was vary relived when they grew tired and stopped to rest.
Jennifer Aniston went back to making him lick her filthy shoes. While she was making him lick the other dirty sole, Angelina Jolie watched over her shoulder, giggling as he swallowed down the filth. Angelina grew board just watching, and wanted in on the action. “Let me do mine, there even dirtier than yours” Angelina said. Jennifer looked down at Angelina Jolie’s boots and saw they were absolutely filthy. She smiled back at her wickedly and said “sure go right ahead” Jennifer was having so much fun seeing this loser degraded she didn‘t even care who was doing the degrading.
Angelina Jolie stepped in front of Jennifer, up onto his chest. She smiled down at him evilly as she held her boot over his face, showing him the dirty sole caked in mud. She had been forced to walk off the pavement trough a big muddy puddle.
When she held her boot down to his lips, he let out his toung and began lapping away the mud from her sole. Her boots had lug soles, with caused him to have to use the tip of his toung to scoop out the mud in the crevasses.
Jennifer and Angelina both watched, smiling evilly as he had to swallow the large amounts of mud from her boot.
As Angelina Jolie forced him to lick her other boot clean, Jennifer had stepped over onto the person next to him, she was standing right next to his head and than she slipped off her wedge-sandal shoe. She started rubbing her bare smelly toes right on his nose as he continued licking Angelina Jolie’s filthy boot sole. They laughed as he was forced to smell her stinky feet.
Angelina Jolie had a bright smile and said “ I bet mine REALLY stink”.
She bent down and started taking off one of her boots. As she pulled her bare foot out of her boot he could see it was literally gleaming with sweat.
Soon her foot was hovering right over his nose; it smelled so strong he couldn’t believe it, it made him dizzy. She brought it down on his nose, rubbing it all over his face. Both girls had fun rubbing their feet all over his face and making him smell in between their toes. They then took turns forcing their toes in is mouth and making him suck them clean. He couldn’t believe how sweaty Angelina Jolie’s feet were, and how much sweat he had to lick off. They both loved having him lick out the grime between their toes. Jennifer had a lot of gritty sand from the beach, between her toes and on her soles.
Jennifer and Angelina Jolie were having a ball, forcing him to lick their dirty, sweaty feet and even taking turns standing on his face. They were laughing at how their feet distorted his face as they took turns standing on it. He thought it would never end, they kept on sticking their sweaty feet in his mouth and standing on his head and mashing his nose. Angelina Jolie started spiting in his mouth and Jennifer followed her lead, Spiting in large wads of her own. It was like they got into a contest over who could degrade him the most.
The two women were smiling and laughing with each other. Jennifer was having so much fun she wasn’t even mad anymore. They both put their shoes and boots back on, and joined hands on his chest and stomach.
He had a feeling he knew what was coming next. They both jumped up as high as they could and came down landing on his chest and stomach, knocking all the breath out of him; he thought he was going to puke.
They both walked off to the house, arms around each other, laughing; leaving him withering on the ground, clutching his gut.