This friday I was in the office and I made a bad move with my body and injured my back
again. My muscles tensed up and my spine started to hurt real badly. Some colleagues
already started to worry and wanted to call a doctor as I said that I was used to this and
I would manage until closing time. I continued work and the pain got less but my back
remained stuck.
One of the women of the department suddenly stood up and said to me that she couldn't
stand seeing me in pain like that anymore and offered me a back massage, which I (of
course) didn't refuse.
We went to a meeting room to get some privacy and she had me lay down on my stomach and
started to rub my back with her hands. She is of oriental origin, firmly build and strong
in her hands, but she felt that my muscles were too tense to rub them loose. Then she
started to push harder and finally she was leaning full weight on her hands. "How
does this feel?" "Nice, thanks" I replied. "No, I mean is this not too
heavy for you?" "No, not at all." And with that she said: "Ok, in that
case I'm going to use a bit more force on you. Just don't shout." And with that she
stood up, put a foot on my upper back and stepped up full weight immediately.
My back instantly popped and she added her second foot to equalize the weight and she
trampled me lightly too stimulate the .......How do you call that? Blood flow? I think you
know what I mean.
After one minute she stepped down and asked if I was still alive. As I was indeed, I
rolled over and thanked her as she told me not to get up immediately because of possible
dizziness. At that time I got to tell her that my own girlfriend used to trample me as
well. She told me that she massaged her boyfriend the same way because he loved being
trampled as well and with that she got up again and stepped up on my stomach, with the
words: "so, you like this too? Let's see if you're as strong as my boyfriend."
She walked on my stomach and chest, stood on one foot and once she lifted that foot onto
her toes. That was heavy, but I could take it.
The complete session took about 20 minutes and nobody else saw what happened. Back in
our room, the others asked if the "treatment" had any results and looking at
each other, smiling, we said: "yeah, you could say that....." :-).
I didn't expect it to happen, I certainly didn't ask her or let her know in any way
that I would love it.
It just overwhelmed me.
I now have a jealous girlfriend who want to repeat every move my colleague made.
Happy trampling,
Massagerabbit.