Back from beyond.

By Kissingherfeet    

kissingherfeet@yahoo.com

I bet you've all been wondering what's been going on in my life since we talked last. Well I made it out of the hospital ok but leaving was kind of depressing if you can believe it. During my stay I had grown quite close to that nurse Marie, boy she was a sweetheart. She made my stay in the hospital almost fun. I can still recall her last visit to my room.

     "I hear that you are getting kicked out of here next week" she said. Sitting down in the chair next to my bed and kicking off her shoes.

"So the Doctors tell me....why did you want to be the one doing the kicking" I asked her.

That got a good laugh out of her, she was one of the few women that I've ever met that liked my foot fetish related jokes and I really enjoyed that. "No... It’s just that I won't be here to see you off "she said with a sad expression on her lovely face "I'm going on vacation starting tomorrow" The stunned look on my face must have said it all.

”Where are you off to" I inquired.

Marie had told me something of the things that she had been through in recent years and I knew that this wonderful lady could use some fun. "A few girlfriends and I are going on a two week cruise, my first time ever on a big ship"

     The night flew by as we talked, she had moved her chair so she could face me some time ago and in mid conversation she asked "do you mind if I put my feet up on your bed, it's been a long night" 

Thinking to myself would I mind, hell no! "Please do Marie, make yourself comfortable" What she did next blew my mind.

"Thanks" she said looking at me with those big dark eyes of hers "as long as you don't mind, they may smell a bit" With that she placed her pretty feet right next to my head. I've never understood how a woman can think that her feet smell bad; I've always loved the scent of leather, nylon mixed with the natural scent of her feet. But then again most men that share my passion for a lady's feet enjoy that.

      For what seemed like a moment my eyes locked onto her beautiful soles, and her eyes never left my face. The next thing I know Marie is waving her feet back and forth

"You awake over there" she asked with a giggle in her voice. "What happened is the smell getting to you" she chuckled.

"No, they smell fine" we were both silent for a moment "Actually.....I was wondering where you wanted me to start kissing them" I slyly inquired.

"You don't have to, I mean I've been on them all night" she protested. Before she thought to pull them away, I started kissing her soles "Really you don't have to..."

"Relax and enjoy it Marie" I kept kissing her feet, after some time Marie seemed melted into the chair. "May I interest M'Lady in a massage"

Marie perked up a bit "That would be heaven but..." "But nothing" I interrupted. Now I really had her melting into the chair, I could tell she was really enjoying it and finally relaxing. Things were going great when an alarm sounded. Suddenly Marie's feet vanished from my hands and were flying back into her shoes.

"Damn" she exclaimed "I was really enjoying that" As she went to leave in a hurry. I said "Anytime babe" she came over to my bed in a flash of white bent down and gave me a kiss "I still need to collect on your promise" she said with a smile as she rushed out the door.

      As the next week went by, I thought of Marie often. I must have re read the letter that she wrote me a thousand times. Could it be that my luck was finally changing for the better? I would have to see that to believe it. When I was released and made my way back to my apartment only to find that my prince of a landlord had rented out my place and put all of my stuff in storage....nice guy, boy is he ever lucky that I didn't get my hands on him. I picked up my mail and headed to a friends house to figure out my next move.

Reading my mail on the way brought even more "good" news. My place of employment decided that my services were no longer required......I guess my luck is right back to normal. I made it to Slim's place and explained my situation to him. A little background on Slim, we go way back he is one of my oldest friends. I helped him start up his custom motorcycle shop a few years back when my life was doing much better.

After hearing everything Slim had only one thing to say "You don't worry about a thing Bro...you just leave it to me" "Thank you my Brother" I replied" Slim chuckled as he left "I guess this means you can finally be my partner at the shop now" Before I could say anything he was out the door and firing up his bike. I sat back to reflect on the day.......what a day.

      I won't say how things were taken care of but once slim sets his mind to do something... pretty much it gets done. The bike shop over the last few years turned out to be quite a good investment. Out in the country with lots space in the buildings, when Slim and Debbie ‘his wife’ were having problems a few years back he build a little log cabin out back. Nothing fancy a great room, kitchen, bath, a den that was converted to a workout room and a bedroom....that have become my new home. As for the shop plenty of room for building whatever you'd like.

One night after everyone had left for the day, I had a really restless feeling I needed to get out on the road and think. I had been driving one of the shop trucks but that wasn't going to cut it tonight. I walked over to the garage where my only other prized possession in the world sat waiting. Even my ex didn't know about this one, I'd built her years ago for street racing and she had been retired from that for years now. I pulled the cover off and she still had the evil glow about her.

I thought to myself "I'm glad Slim has been taking good care of her"

I slid into the familiar leather bucket seat and turned the key. With a deep rumble, the beast came to life. I eased the 1970 Challenger R/T out of the garage, getting out to close the shop's door I stood looking at her, the deep purple ghost flames blending into the gloss black paint...."Midnight Mistress" painted on her hood scoop.......yeah she still had it. Back behind the wheel I put the pistol grip in gear and let her rip.

      She could still move alright, up past 115 mph now and climbing fast..... Just to blow out the carbon built up in the big 440. Easing her back down to around 70 I put the AC/DC tape in and cranked up "Back in the Black". I thought of the many things that I had been through recently.

I still didn’t know if the whole "Heaven's Gate" thing was real or not. Did I create it in my mind? Was it only a dream? Maybe I just hit my head too hard in the crash. So many thoughts just flowing. Lots of thoughts about Marie, that beautiful nurse, it had been about a month since I got out of the hospital and we kind of lost touch. The phone number that she gave me was disconnected, and my phone we all know what happened to that. I knew that I could get in touch with her at the hospital, but should I was the question.

In my mind it was like what could such beautiful lady like her ever see in a guy like me. I mean what could I offer her, I'm not a "pretty boy" and I'm certainly not a rich man. All the questions in my mind as the miles raced by.  Then all of a sudden all the power in the car went out like a short in the electrical system. Naturally I just happen to be out in the middle of nowhere.

"Son of a....bitch" As the car rolled to a stop I locked the brakes, grabbing a flashlight I went to see if I could find the problem. Getting the hood up and looking around, everything looked alright. I searched for a few more moments and couldn't find anything wrong. "Just great" I swore under my breath.  Then the strangest thing happened.

       I was standing in front of the Challenger and I heard AC/DC start playing again "What the hell" Then the car's headlights came on and it started up all by itself. The little hairs on the back of my neck were standing up now. Ok...this is freaking spooky, slowly I walked to the driver’s side door and just about had a heart attack. Sitting in the passenger seat of my car was Kali, looking at me with those intense blue eyes of hers the long red hair surrounding her face glowing by the dashboard lights.  "There isn't anything wrong with it, but I needed to talk to you"

After my heart restarted I tried to compose my words "So you mean it was all..." "Real? yes my dear it is real" she finished for me. "Do be a dear and close the hood so we can go" I walked to the front and latched the hood wondering what lay ahead, what this night would bring.

     Driving back toward the shop my thoughts raced, I could see Kali watching me out of the corner of my eye. At last she spoke "I shouldn't be here in this world, I'm breaking the rules by being here....but I am quite fond of you and need to set you straight on some things" 

I pulled the car off the road onto a little dirt road and shut it off

"Ok Kali, you have my full attention"

That wicked grin of hers appeared on her beautiful face "I knew that I would, lets go for a walk" Down the road we walked, only the moonlight showing the way.

"Everything that has happened to you had happened for a reason" she paused to let that sink in. Turning me to face her, she continued "Take it from me you have a lot to offer Marie...she is your destiny....as you are hers"

I looked at her with wonder in my eyes..."how did you..."

" I always know what is in your heart and mind" Continuing on, Kali smiled "I've known about all your desires since you were a little boy"

"How could you know?" I asked her

"I've had my eye on you for a long time" she replied "Trust me, Marie is your sole-mate... your destiny... but she needs to seek you out, and believe me she will"

Walking back to the car I tried to digest what Kali had said. Thinking of the marks on my stomach that looked like her name and shoe print, how they had pretty much gone away. As we reached the car we faced each other. "I know what you are thinking remember?" I asked her anyway "How do I know any of this is real... how do I know that I'm not going crazy?"

 "There is a way, but you will forever be tied to me for all time" Pausing to let that sink in "The mark that I made on you was not of this realm, so with time it fades" "If I mark you in your world it will never fade, you'll be my mine forever... could you handle that?"

I thought about what she had just said... Kali’s forever. Without another thought I laid myself on the ground at her feet. "Go ahead Kali" Her eyebrow raised slightly as she looked down at me at her feet.

"You're totally sure... you will be my footboy forever along with any other women that may want you at their feet"

As I looked up at her I spoke "I have always felt all my life that I truely belong at a woman's feet.....what could be better than yours" with that I picked up her left foot and brought it to my face. Kali was wearing sexy hot pink ankle boots, the kind with the pointed toe and the heel that looks real skinny from the side but is about an inch wide. I could see that on the heel was her name like a stamp, I kissed the sole of her boot and raised my shirt. Moving her foot so her heel was on my upper chest right above my heart.

"You are sure you want this?" Kali asked again.

"You already know that I do don't you Kali" I responded from beneath her boot.

With that sly smirk on her face she said "Alright then, mine forever" As she brought her weight onto that one heel, it felt like she was trying to drive it straight through me.....the pain was intense, a while hot flash and then nothing......she was gone.

        Picking myself up off the ground, I found myself wondering if what just happened was real or not. I brushed myself off and got back in the car. Firing her up I headed for home. As I drove I felt the spot on my chest where Kali had drove the heel of her boot in....the spot was slightly wet. I stopped in the middle of the road and turned on the interior light, there was blood on my shirt. I pulled up my shirt to see beneath it and there deeply imprinted on my flesh was her mark...

"Kali" along with a very deep outline of her heel. It took me a moment to for my mind to comprehend it all.....it was really true. I put the Challenger back in gear and continued toward home, lost in my thoughts along the way.

      Trying to calm my nerves, I picked up a large coffee when I was almost back at the shop... it had been one strange night so far. I opened the bay door with the remote and backed the Challenger in, intent in making sure the electrical system was alright...  I also needed to keep busy to take my mind off the night's events. I opened the toolbox and set down my coffee.

Opening the hood of the Challenger to let it cool down a bit, I started out to the cabin out back to change my work gear. I couldn't shake the feeling like someone was watching me, I guess tonight's adventure with Kali had my nerves more shaken that I thought. As I changed I touched the angry red mark on my chest... it was still real. I made my way back to the car and started checking connections, just like they were all good. I still couldn't take my mind off Kali.

I know I thought to myself, music. I cranked up the radio in the workbench and crawled back under the hood. Guns and Roses version of "Knocking on Heaven's door" was just getting over.

The DJ started talking "Now for a special request, this one goes out to F.B. from Kali" he said as I heard Nancy Sinatra's "These Boots are made for walkin" starting up. I stood upright and promptly smacked my head on the hood latch.

"It's not possible" I muttered in disbelief ....somewhere Kali laughed. After the song, I shut off the radio and put in a Scorpions CD. "Let me see you surprise me now" I said quietly alone in the empty garage.

           I crawled under the car to get back to work, I had been working for a few minutes when I thought I heard something. Straining to listen above the Scorpions coming out of the speakers. I thought I heard a distinctive sound...like a clip clop, like a woman's high heel shoe striking the ground. That is a sound that will turn the head of any true female foot enthusiast such as myself.

"Hello" I called out, after listening for a moment more I muttered "Great now I hearing things too" I got back to checking things under the car. Another noise caught my attention, like the scuff of a shoe on the concrete floor. I looked out from under the car but saw nothing out of place.

"If anybody's out there I'm in here" I called out. Silence except for the radio, I must be going nuts, I could swear that I could smell a woman's perfume. I just got back into position under the car when the radio went off. "Oh boy....this really isn't my night"  I started to wiggle out from under the Challenger, when I felt a familiar pressure on my stomach from above me a female voice spoke

"You owe me something and I'm here to collect"

         My eyes widened when I recognised that voice "Marie....is that you?" I asked.

"Who did you think it was?" she replied bouncing her foot lightly on my stomach and laughing softly.

"Are you going to let me out from under this car or just keep walking on me" I kidded her.

"Walking all over you sound like fun, but I guess I'll be nice and let you up.....for now anyway". As I got up and wiped my hands off. Marie put her hands on her hips in mock anger and squinting her pretty dark eyes spoke

"You are planning on keeping your promise to me right?"

Now it was my turn to laugh, damn she was cute. "Anything for you Marie.....anything....anytime" Her eyes lit up and her smile got bigger

"That's what I wanted to hear. “now come give me a hug already" That was our first embrace, it's hard to believe that it's been six months since that night. 

        Since then we've been together as much as we can. Marie was promoted to a management position at the hospital; her working during the day instead of night was a very big plus as it gave us more time to spend together. I couldn't believe how perfectly we fit together, I felt like Kali was right.....we were made for each other. We spent many hours doing all the things that lovers do.

One thing about Marie that really inflamed me was the she really, truly enjoyed my love of her feet. It's like she craved me worshipping her in that way. Every way she could, she worked it into our daily lives. Weather it was just me laying beneath her pretty feet, massaging them and her calf muscles after a long day in her heels.... or standing on my stomach while she washes the dishes. Even just resting her soft little feet on my face...

one of her favourite sayings these days is "Ya know the real reason women's feet have high arches?....Room for a man's nose"

I love that one. Footjobs are a whole other matter; this woman has very talented feet! Anyway that you can think of a woman using her sexy feet to get a man off she has tried on me. I remember one time she had me so worked up when I finally came I swear I shot across the room! Marie had me laying on the floor and using the bed post for balance, she actually stood on me for 20 minutes while getting me off. Most of her weight on her left foot that was sinking into my stomach, while using the right foot to grind my shaft back and forth... it was incredible let me tell you.

      The only thing that I was trying to bring out in her was more of her dominant side. I really believe that all women have a dominant side in them but most of them tend to suppress it.

Maybe with Marie just being a former nurse stopped her from getting a little crueller... or maybe it's all the things that she's dealt with in past relationships... I don't know for sure but I'm still trying to bring that out in her. Let me explain that a bit. She enjoys walking all over me barefoot, but is hesitant to wear her shoes and won't even think of using her high heeled pumps.....and I see the look in her eyes when she tramples me, I know she wants to use them but she hold back. Another example she likes to have me clean her shoes with my tongue, but she cleans most of the dust off of them first......she doesn't think I know that but I do. I'm just trying to get Marie to let out the real her.....to stop suppressing that part of her. To let her know that it's ok.

       It seemed that lately Marie was getting a bit more assertive, was my plan working? Maybe it was that class that she was taking on Saturday afternoons, I can't say for sure but I'm enjoying the change in her. Take last night for example, it was around seven when Marie made it home,

"Hello, I'm home" she called. Continuing "A little help here please"

“I'm coming sweetheart" I replied from the kitchen.

Greeting her in the entryway it was the first chance that I had to see her dressed today… I left for the shop early this morning. God she was beautiful. Straight into her arms I went, kissing her and getting lost in those dark eyes of hers.

      Fridays were dress casual days in her office and I noticed that she did. Marie was wearing a cream coloured turtleneck sweater, a long slightly faded denim skirt, and those boots that I bought her. The ones that she called her "Biker Chic" boots. They were thigh high black ones with wicked four inch heels, small metal chains encircled the ankle part of the boots. Marie always wore them when we went out on the bike, but never in my wildest dreams did I ever think that she would wear them to work... mostly hidden under her long skirt but still. Secretly I think that wearing those boots gave her a feeling of power... I think that the real Marie, hidden away for years was starting to shine through.

     As we let go of our embrace, I asked her "Now what did you need my help with?"

With a devilish glint in her eyes , and her lower lip in full pout mode "I need you to help me with these boots darling"

We made our way over to the bench that was at the side of the entry way and she sat down. As I got down on the floor to remove her boots, Marie noted with a slight hint of drama in her voice

"Walking around in these all day has made my poor little feetsies sore"

With a laugh I replied "I think I can help you out with that"

Crossing her arms, with a smirk on her face "Can you now? walking all over in these boots today I may have dirtied them up a bit, can you fix that too?"

Wow I thought to myself, attitude... this was new. I addressed her as an old time servant would "Anything M'Lady requires... I'm at your service... use me as you will"

    The smirk on Marie's face had just changed into a wicked grin "As I will you say"

My first thought was "oh boy" Looking up at those beautiful dark eyes of her I replied "Yes dear....as you will"

Marie looked thoughtfully at me for a moment, then said "Cool... lay down" I questioningly arched my eyebrow, and then lay myself at her feet.

She got up from the bench and stood with one foot on either side of my, my first thought was "she's going to walk on me" But she didn't, Marie put her left hand on the wall to help her balance. She picked up her right boot off the floor and extended it to my face. I reached up to grab her leg and she pulled it back and spoke with mock anger "No hands mister"

I had to work hard to keep the smile from my face, damn she was cute.

"Now just stick out that tongue of yours and I'll take it from there"

Huh? Marie was getting more assertive....and I was loving it.

"As you wish M'Lady" I replied.

I extended my tongue to meet the sole of her boot, her heel resting gently on my throat. Marie rubbed the sole of her boot all over my tongue cleaning it. After a few minutes she removed her right boot and exclaimed "That worked well. Better get that tongue wet again, you still have the left one to clean”.

I had just got the dust from her boot off my tongue and more saliva on it when her left boot pushed into my face "Come on....we've other things to do tonight" I tried to reply to her but she was already rubbing her right boot sole all over my tongue.

     After Marie finished she sat back down on the bench, resting her boots on me as I tried to get the dirt from her soles off my tongue again.

"Can you be a dear and help me off with these now?" she asked.

"Whatever you desire Marie" She lifted her boots and let me up

"Really" she questioned.

"Really sweetie" I told her while pulling off her right boot, sliding the leather down her long sexy leg.

 "Good because I have something in mind I'd like to try".

Putting down her boot and picking up the other, starting to remove it "You're just full of surprises tonight aren't you baby" I asked while giving her a sly smile.

With her pretty little feet now free from the confinement of her boots Marie raised her feet to my face "Do they smell good?" she chuckled.

God I loved her scent "Like heaven" I replied after a long inhale.

"You are ssssssooooooo weird but I love it" she laughed.

"I know you do.....I can tell these things ya know" I joked.

She got up and took my hand, I got to my feet and she led me to the hallway and stopped. It had become our little ritual that I would lay myself across the hallway entrance to the living room as a way to welcome Marie home every night. As I started to assume my regular position for her to walk across into the hall Marie said "Not so fast.... tonight I'd like you to lie in the hallway"

I looked at her with a questioning look. She came close and whispered in my ear "I want to walk right up your sexy body....will you let me?"

Marie backed away and I saw the glint in her eyes. Let her walk up me?...hell yeah! Without a word I went into the hallway and lay down

"Your carpet awaits madam"

As she started to walk toward me she asked, "You are sure it's ok?"

I sat up slightly and wrapped my hand around Marie's left ankle, raising her pretty little foot off the floor I set it down I my lower abdomen. As I lay back down on the carpet "Sweetheart, you can walk all over me anytime" Marie smiled and reached out to the walls for balance.

    Placing her right foot on me next to the left, she shifted her weight and moved her left foot forward a little step. Looking down at me "I'm not to heavy am I" she inquired

" I had to laugh inside this beautiful woman had to weigh only around 117 lbs or so.....heavy indeed "No baby, you're fine" Looking at me beneath her feet she smirked

"Good cause I'm starting to like this" God, she looked so beautiful.....and tall...of course with her standing on me she's going to look tall. There was something else... she looked like... a Goddess. She continued walking slowly all the way up me in little baby steps stopping on my upper chest, teasing me with each touch of her feet. With that evil grin on her face she put her right foot down on my face, feeling the heat from her sole as the pressure increased.

With all of her weight now on her right foot, she brought her left on down on my face too. She stood there for only a moment then stepped off, but it was so cool, this Goddess of a woman that I loved had just walked right up me. It took me a moment to peel myself off the floor.

Marie took my hand and led me into the living room, asking me if I was ok. "Of course I'm ok sweetie" As we made it over to her favourite chair she faced me "Good because my little tootsies need their face rest.....I mean footrest" she joked.

As she unwound with a glass of wine at night before dinner I usually offered my face for her to rest her pretty feet on. As I lay down in front of the chair, and Marie sat down with her feet on either side of my head she asked about the dinner reservations at the restaurant.

"We have about an hour and a half before we need to leave" I told her.

"Good....that gives me and hour or so to relax" she said moving her feet to my face in one swift move. As they came down on me firmly I let out a grunt. I heard a soft chuckle from above....

"Did you say something dear?" Marie asked with a fake innocence... another soft laugh at my mumbled reply from under her soles "I didn't think so" she quipped. Turning the television on to a music channel, sipping her glass of wine... with me beneath her feet... what could be more relaxing?

        As I lie beneath the feet of my Goddess Marie I had time to ponder my position... and no I don't mean being under her pretty feet either. Since I had found her in my life, it had given me something that I hadn't felt in quite some time... hope. Being with her was like... well for lack of a better word... it was like being home. As she relaxed above me, tapping her feet to the music.... and rubbing.... well maybe softly grinding her soles into my face, I thought to myself how lucky I was to have her, the black nylons that she still wore were feeling more like sandpaper now, but I would go through anything, or do anything for my sweet Marie.

I continued to massage her tight calf muscles as her feet had their way with my face. I could tell that Marie was pretty relaxed now, except for the occasional comment from her like "I bet it smells good down there" or "A bit more tongue please" Marie was pretty quiet. The pressure from her heels resting on my eyes felt quite heavy now. I was starting to see white "stars" behind my eyelids. All at once the pressure lifted and I heard Marie's feet softy hit the floor next to my ears. I heard her getting up from her chair as my eyes struggled to see clearly.

Her voice called to me from overhead "Come along we need to get ready to go" a soft laugh escaped her lips 

"You aren't planning on laying around all night are you?" As I started to answer her, I caught a flash of movement above me. Without warning one of Marie's feet slammed down hard on my stomach quickly followed by the other one.

Taking me completely by surprise she knocked all of the air right out of me. Struggling for breath I heard a cute "I got ya didn't I" from her. Regaining my air I weakly replied "You nailed me" another soft laugh from her, I felt one of her feet softly grinding my extreme hard on flat against my abdomen

"Poor baby... I'll have to make it better tonight”, with that she stepped off me and was on her way to get ready. Lying for a few moments to really catch my breath and compose myself, I could still feel Marie's foot on my stomach... got me good indeed. I looked over at the clock as my vision cleared and picked myself off the floor, true to her word Marie had kept me underfoot for an hour. I headed off to get ready.

     We finally made it to the restaurant, a little Italian place in town that had become a Friday night thing for us. As we neared the door of the restaurant Marie gave me a hug and a passionate kiss. "You taste a bit like feet" she smirked.

Scrunching up her cute little nose "Smell like it too" she joked.

Then she whispered "That's alright...my little feetsies aren't done with you tonight by a long shot" I arched my eyebrows in surprise as she pulled me into the restaurant, wondering what she had in her sexy little mind.

After we were seated at our usual table in the dimly lit back, we ordered some wine to relax and wait for our food to arrive. As we talked over the events of the day and prior week, I lost myself gazing at this incredible woman before me. Thinking about how far we have come since we started out together. I also thought how much Marie had grown, how much more assured of herself she was these days, more confident. Looking at her across the table, her dark hair flowing over her hot pink top... liquid dark brown eyes that could melt any man's heart... the most beautiful woman in the world, at least to me.

    A playful kick from Marie's platform sneaker to my shin under the table snapped me out of my daze "Are you listening to me?" she inquired.

Faking a big mouthful of ravioli, as our food had been here a few minutes "Umm yes of course I am sweetie" She kept looking at me

"So you'll do it for me?" Not having a clue to what she wanted of me, I went with the safest reply

"Yeah, sure I'll do it for you"

Her other sneaker found it's mark beneath the table... right between my legs... what a tease!

"Good, I'll call them and leave the address on the counter in the morning for you" She continued as I tried to figure out what the hell it was that I just agreed to do.

"I'm really sorry that I have go in to the office tomorrow. I know that we were going to go for the first ride on the rebuilt bike, but I should have it all done and be home by 3:30 or so and we can still get some good riding time in right?"

Oh crap, she had to work. "No problem honey... we'll just get out a bit later"

The relief showed on her pretty face "Besides I'm sure that Karen and Fiona will love to have your help" So that's what I'm doing. I've heard Marie talk about those two... sisters I think, but I haven't met them yet. As we ate and talked, and talked and ate... I kept thinking how lucky I was to have this lady in my life. Somewhere a world away;  Kali smiled.

     Once we got home, both of us changing and heading for the big leather couch, Marie on one end and I on the other. She went over some things from work and I was working on a new paint scheme for the newest custom bike. The music channel was playing again on the TV. We must have sat for a little over an hour and a half not even talking, doing our own thing but together, somewhere along the way Marie's cute little feet had found their way to resting on my mid section.

Did you ever notice that with perfect person, even silence could be comfortable?

Marie must have finished going over her things for work, she was now softly singing along with the songs on TV under her breath… I secretly smiled at that, she was trying not to disturb me while I finished. All of a sudden AC/DC's "Walk all over you" came on....

Marie playfully laughed and started moving her feet all over me as she sang along with the song... god I love that song. Needless to say my design work was done for the night, I had put it down when the song started and let Marie have her fun. I was sorry to hear the song end, did I mention that I love the feeling of her sexy feet on my body. Holding her feet up to my face Marie said only one thing "Kiss?" You don't have to ask me twice, my lips found her soft soles.

After I had kissed her feet to her satisfaction she pulled them away and got up "Give me five minutes" The questioning look on my face was met with her reply

"I told you that I wasn't done with you yet" my smile got bigger as she headed to the bedroom.

     Five minutes to the tee, I walked in the door, candles lighting the room. Marie dressed all in red lace, four inch heeled patent leather mules on her pretty feet, looking like the devil's daughter with evil on her mind.

Using all of our bodies to love each other... twice heh heh... really the devil's daughter tonight.... as she climbed off of me, the second time she was on top. I lay there spent I looked over at her and smiled, she was looking back with a glint in her eyes I know that look.

Softly she whispered "I'm not done with you yet...."

oh boy... my look must have said it all. Playfully kicking me out of our bed "My little feetsies need their turn too you know"

Feeling her feet touching my body, I was hard once again. Her feet found their way down to my shaft and went to work, once again, I lay at her feet in total bliss. After she had her way with me yet again, we both took a quick shower together and fell into bed, exhausted from our passions. We fell into dreamland in each other's arms...what could be better than that.

      The next morning I awoke alone, Marie had already left for work, her red shoes from last night lay on the bed next to me with two notes.... one in each shoe.

One said "Good morning sleepy head" and the other said "Since I'm not there, kiss these"

I guess if I have to start the day without Marie, I should start it with a laugh; and I did, that was quite cute of her. When I made it to the kitchen and started making coffee, I saw the note Marie left. It would be better to read it after I wake up, I walked outside for a smoke while I waited for the coffee to brew. I had my smoke and walked out to the garage, there the rebuilt bike sat eagerly waiting... out of the wrecked remains she's what I came up with, and with Slim's help she was perfect.

Not one of the silly west coast looking things. I don't give a crap how they do it in California. I'm east coast old school, Indian Larry rules I still can't believe he's gone. Rest in peace Larry, you are missed I hope that you're riding free in heaven brother…Amen.

         A Springer front end with a 21 inch front wheel blended into the custom tank, a low rider seat along the hard tail frame... classic wire laced wheels tied it all together.  The paint was candy lime flames outlined with orange pinstripes over a candy blue base.... yeah, she was bad....too bad Marie had to work today.  We would be in the wind already. Heading back into the house and making that first cup of coffee. I picked up the note.

"Thanks for helping out Karen And her sister Fiona today, you're a sweetheart make sure you take care of them; I'll try to get out as soon as I can but I think that 3:00 will be the earliest. love ya"

It also went on to give directions, a time and the name of the place.

"In defence of Women"

I wonder what kind of place that is. The note said try to get there around noon, looking at the clock, 9:30 it gives me some time to go over the bike again. I took my second coffee of the day out to the garage. Taking my wallet out of my jeans pocket and putting it on the workbench, the last thing that I wanted to have happen was to have the chain on my wallet scratch this paintjob. Popping in a CD in the player, something a bit mellower... it was still early after all. The Beatle's "In my life" came on as I got to work checking out the bike.

I took the beat up pickup truck instead of the bike, wanting to save the first ride for when Marie and I were together, kind of like a new bike for a new start on life, hell I even used her favourite colours on it...  

This bike was ours...

I didn't want to ride it without her. I made it to the address that Marie wrote down, a bunch of none descript store fronts it looked like I parked and got out of the truck, looking for the right building number. After a quick search I found the right place, the windows were frosted over so you couldn't see in from the street but they still let the light in.

I found the front door and gave it a pull, it was locked, was this the right place? I wondered.

I looked at the small sign on the door. "I.D.W." it sounded right. I read the smaller print,” Positively NO men beyond this point unless you have been invited. NO EXCEPTIONS!" Wow, I thought, quite friendly  it's ok... I was invited right?

I went around the side of the building, down the rundown little alley until I came to a door. The same I.D.W. lettering and warning that was posted on the front door was on this one....I tried the door and it opened, I started inside.

     As I opened the door, the first thing that I noticed was the sound. It sounded like someone hitting a heavy bag. Like at the gym. A small entry hall greeted me as I came through the door, another sign in the hall "No men allowed beyond this point, unless on a leash"

Thinking to myself someone has an interesting sense of humour. I walked in to an open room mats covering the floor. It reminded me of a Dojo that I had taken Karate lessons in many years ago. I entered and called out "Hello anybody around?"

The sound of the heavy bag coming from the left stopped; a female voice inquired, "What the hell do you want?" Walking out of the other room onto the mats, my first impression was that she resembled a certain pretty folk singer that I loved listening to… but this one had attitude, light brown colour hair and sparkly blue eyes...dressed for her workout in shorts and a tank top, her cute little feet were bare.

Nearing me, I could see she was quite pretty, she spoke again "I guess you don't read so well do you biker boy...the bar is two doors down"

Wow… the attitude on this one... most of the time I'm quite a nice guy, but can also be quite the smart ass when the mood strikes me. Being into motorcycles I do look the part, long hair tied back in a ponytail I wear a goatee and an earring a few tattoo's here and there.

People that truly know me, consider me a great guy. If I'm your friend, you've got a friend for life... I'd do anything for my friends; but on the flip side, you really don't want to piss me off.... you may get me first, but I'll come back at you twice as hard.

Most women that didn't know me would not be giving me attitude, this one had some fire in her, I like that. I decided to go with smart ass and mess with her a bit.. In retrospect this would be a mistake.

Her hands on her hips now "Didn't you see the sign"

That was it.... the sign, "It seems I've lost my leash.... I was thinking maybe your cuuuute little self could help me out"

This seemed to get to her just a bit, I went on "No leash? how about some handcuff then?" I could see her anger creeping into her eyes but I couldn't resist. "Ok no leash, no cuff... how about whips and chains then?"

That did it, must have hit a touchy subject or something. Her right leg snapped out in a perfectly chambered front kick aimed at my face, I moved just in time and grabbed her powerful leg.

"Look I'm sorry, after seeing that sign and you busting my ass I couldn't resist" I let go of her leg and continued "I'm just here to help the owners out"

She looked at me sceptically "Help the owners out.....really?"

I nodded "Yes honestly" Not taking her eyes off me she called out to the right

"Fiona"

An office door over on the right opened up and a pretty woman with dark shoulder length brown hair peered out.

The woman with me continued, "Do you know this man?"

Fiona looked over at me for a moment

"Nope" with that disappeared back into the office.

       The Lady was still tensed for a fight, looking at me with doubt in her eyes.

"Really, I was told to stop by and take care of Fiona and her sister Karen"

"Who told you that?" she inquired but still at the ready....watching my every move.

"A friend of their's" I replied.

"Take care of them you say?" she relaxed a bit, so did I

"Yeah, take care of them"

She looked at me for a moment, them held out her hand ready to shake mine "Why didn't you say so"

I went to shake her hand, as soon as my hand touched hers she grasped it tight and pulled me forward. At the same time she launched a perfectly timed side kick to my stomach. My first thought was damn she could kick, as a loud hhhhhhhhuuuuuuuhhhhhh came out of my mouth as all the air came flying out of my body.

"Take care of me will you?"

Oh crap... this must be Karen. With no way to speak I was totally at her mercy; for the moment, I kinda wished I didn't bust her cute little ass before. I was still standing, but barely… damn that was a hard kick.

Karen still had my hand in her grasp "At a loss for words are we?"

I tried to look at her… wishing I could address that smart ass remark.

"You look beat, perhaps you should lie down and rest" Karen smirked. Since I was still bent over it was easy for her to put her right foot on my face and give me a push, flat on my back on the floor I went, still trying to breathe.

"Opps... you seem to have fallen"

walking over next to me bending down and grabbing my left hand, she stood back up

"Let me help you up" placing her left foot squarely on my face she pulled on my left arm. Ok... now she was just being evil.

After tugging on my arm and grinding her foot into my face for a few moments more, she dropped my arm and took her foot off my face. Walking to the other side of me stomping on my stomach as she went over, and I was just starting to breathe again too.

"I try to help you and this is the thanks I get" Looking at Karen from my daze at her feet... man did she have attitude.

"Really if you want to lay around underfoot just say so... I don't mind" she smirked.

Karen now seized my right hand and pulled, but this time put her right foot on my throat. "As I struggled for air beneath the foot of this beautiful woman I heard her laugh and then she called

"Fiona you've got to see this"

Appearing at Karen's side "What are you doing Karen?" Fiona asked looking down at me turning red beneath her sister's foot.

"Isn't this cool...the red of his face matches my toenails" said Karen wiggling her toes.

After a bit of a laugh Fiona asks "Don't you think maybe you should let him have a bit of air?"

"Aw you're no fun" replied Karen.

"Why exactly are you stomping him into the floor for anyway?" Fiona inquired.

"He said he was here to take care of us"

Both of these beautiful women glared down at me. Fiona stomped on my slowly recovering stomach and walked to my left side, at least she was barefoot too.  Now with one of them on each side of me, they asked why you here, who sent you are, how is it you were planning on taking care of us.

Slowly regaining some ability to move I tried to do just that... wrong thing to do. One of Karen's feet found my stomach quite heavily and one of Fiona's was planted firmly on my face. Most times I would enjoy being at the feet of two beautiful and dominant women such as Karen and Fiona, but this was serious, I could be in trouble here. I tried to speak with what little air Karen's foot would allow me, but it came out like a mumble beneath Fiona's sole.

Thankfully Fiona moved her foot slightly to allow me to speak. "What did you say?" she asked.

Mustering all my strength I replied "Marie sent me" The pressure on my body from these two Goddesses lessened a bit.

"Ok if you know Marie, who the hell are you?" Karen asked.

Both of them awaiting my reply "I'm her boyfriend, she asked me to help you two out"

They talked quietly to each other for a moment

"If you are her boyfriend, I assume you can prove it" Trusting sort, these two are,

"I have her picture in my wallet along with my ID and the note she wrote telling me to stop by and take care of you both"

Fiona moved her foot to let me move "Why didn't you say so" she asked "I assume that you are willing to show it to us"

"As long as you both will stop stomping on me long enough I will" I reached down to my back pocket.... oh shit... both of the looking at my puzzled and weary expressing....my wallet was still on the workbench at home.

"You two may not believe this but...."

"What am I not going to believe?" asked Fiona putting her foot back on my chest to hold me to the floor....

Karen's foot never left my body. I told them about the wallet.

"I knew I didn't trust him" Karen said pushing her foot down a little harder. Fiona thought for a moment "I've got it” she exclaimed.

"You've got what?" Asked Karen.

"I know how we can check out his story... Let's get him into the office" Fiona said.

Both of them took their feet off of me and dragged me to a semi standing position. "One wrong move on your part and you will be quite sorry....right sis” Karen exclaimed

"Right Karen" Fiona replied... I did believe them.

They dragged me into the office, in my current state I don't think that I could have put up much of a fight of I wanted to. I've done a lot of things in my life and hitting a lady was never one of them.

"Get him over by the couch Karen"

They walked me over to the couch along the far wall. "What do you have in mind sis?" asked Karen

"You'll see" replied Fiona with a chuckle. “Lay him down this way" she said.

 Karen laughed "I see where you are going with this"

They stretched me out in front of the couch; it was then that I caught on to their plan.

"I told you who I am, do we really need to do this?" I asked

"Yup... we do" Karen said using two thirty pound weights in the corner to tie down my wrists.

"Look until we can check out what you've told us, you aren't going anywhere” Fiona said.

Karen stepped on my stomach, turned and sat down on the couch and put her feet on me one on my stomach the other on my chest. Fiona picked up the phone and makes her way over to the couch, looking down at me with an evil smirk on her pretty face... a glint in her pretty brown eyes

"My sister said you like being underfoot... so you may as well get comfortable" she stepped up onto my chest turned around and sat down joining Karen and put her soft bare feet on me. Resting one on my upper chest and the other on my face... mouth to be exact

"It may take me some tome to get hold of Marie you know"

I hear soft laughter from both of them. Fiona leans forward to say something..."By the way, feel free to use that tongue of yours to clean my foot.... I won't mind...really" I hear loud laughter from Karen...and a chuckle from Fiona.

I heard her dial the phone and was straining to hear the conversation. The only part that I caught clearly was the end

"So she's in a Lunch meeting until 2:30 you say...alright...I'll try back then. Fiona hung up the phone "She's in a meeting Karen.... I guess we'll just have to put up our feet and relax for a bit"

More laughter from above "Good one sis.... but I do think he's starting to enjoy this" Karen said laughing...

During Fiona's phone call, Karen's left foot had found my hard on...

"Really...that's good because he'll be there awhile" Fiona chuckled. "Hey do you want to watch a movie while we wait?" Karen asked Fiona

"Sure why not" she replied.

Karen quickly stood up and knocking the wind out of me yet again... I swear she was enjoying doing that. Karen stepped off me and went to put in a DVD in the TV across from the couch. "Is Rush Hour 2 ok" she inquired.

"Yeah Jackie Chan is quite amusing" replied Fiona.

On the way back to her seat it felt like Karen jumped on my stomach, she really sunk in that time with both feet. I heard a giggle from her as she turned around and sat down. I knew it... she was taking great pleasure in having me at her feet like this...I think that they both were.

As the movie started, Fiona lightly kicked my cheek "Hey where is that tongue of yours and why do I not feel it yet?”

She put her foot back over my mouth...as soon as my tongue touched her sole "Good boy, I knew you'd make the right choice" Fiona teased.

From the other end of the couch Karen spoke up "Don't forget.... when he's done with yours it's my turn"

Here I am totally helpless under the feet of two assertive and very beautiful sisters... Karen was right I was starting to enjoy this... how do I get myself into these things.....in my mind I could hear Kali laughing again...            

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