Last Summer

Author: Bootaboy, also known as yours_on_fours -- one more admirer of female strength expressed through the lower part of the body.

Out of school, I was trying to get a life when I found a nice job - distributing ads in Colleges. Most of the work was to figure out where the dorms were, and to pass from door to door just leaving the ads on the floor, or stick them into the door. No door-knocking, no soliciting, no contact with people. Plus, I get to choose my own hours, and I get paid decently. One Monday morning, I was starting my day at a well known mid-west all-women school. I had a bunch of ads, advertising for a local nightclub. Imade my way into the main building, and started delivering. Time is money, so I was walking pretty quickly through the corridor, making my way between the women that were on their way to class, when I bumped into one of the young ladies that were hurrying to class. "Hey, watch where you are going, silly cow!" I said angrily and loudly. There was a sudden pause in the corridor. All the women stopped and looked at me. The woman I had bumped into turned back to me. The most incredibly gorgeous woman I have ever seen in my life, was standing justa yard away from me. I looked into her eyes, stunned, looking probably quite dumb, and could not move nor speak for a while. My gaze went down from her penetrating green eyes to her firm breasts, down to her legs, beautiful looking calves, all the way to her feet, encased in classy black pumps, and then back up again to her mesmerizing eyes. "Did you say "silly cow" ?" she slowly and quietly asked, penetrating into my eyes. I opened my mouth to say something when her knee came up to my groin in a sudden stroke. My mouth remained open and I bent over, in pain, holding my groin with both hands, letting all my ads fall over. Her knee came up again, this time into my mouth, nearly breaking my teeth, and my head was jerked back slamming into the wall behind me. The lady with the green eyes then delivered a swift kick to the side of my leg, and I fell down to the floor, holding my groin with one hand and my face with the other one. She stood above me, hands on her hips, legs spread. In the same quiet tone she said "Now you will beg for forgiveness, asshole.", and with that she placed her classy shoe right on my face, and pressed hard. I was squealing with pain and begged: "please forgive me; I did not mean to offend you. Please let me go and I will never bother you again", I begged. With her shoe still grinding my face, she turned around to the women that were watching and asked "Did you hear the doormat speak? the doormat says it will never bother me again; any of you ladies ever met a bothering doormat?" and they all laughed. She then turned to me, kicked my face lightly, and brought her shoe to my neck, pressing down so that I could hardly breath, and said loudly, "Listen doormat. I am absolutely certain that you will not bother me again. In fact, I am so sure, that I shall keep you as our building's doormat. I shall now go to class; when I return, I will expect to find you lying on your back at the entrance to my room, 101, waiting for me or my roommate to clean my shoes on your pathetic face. To prevent you fromhaving second thoughts about it, I shall chain you to my door. This way you'll get used to your other destiny in life- being my dog." She pressed harder on my windpipe, as if to emphasize her last words. She took her shoe off my neck and walked towards her door. "Here doggy, come here doggy!" she said. I crawled quickly after her, and when she reached her door she said,"Heel, doggy, Stay!". She opened the door, got a leash and a chain, and chained me to herdoor from the outside, so that every passerby could see me. She left a bowl filledwith water nearby, kicked me again and went off. I must have been there a good few hours before she came back. She was accompanied by her roommate, a tall blond with never ending legs. They approached the door when mytormenter said: "here is the doggy-doormat I have been telling you about. She kicked me and said "down doggy! we need to wipe the dirt off our shoes!" I laid down and she brought her shoe down on my lips, grinding the dirt into my mouth. Then came the other shoe. Then she simply stepped on my chest, and stood on me for a moment, saying to her roommate "Your turn". The blond roommate had shiny black ankle boots. She placed her foot on my eyes, crushing the sole onto my face. "Get your tongue out" she commanded. I put my tongue out and she moved over her sole to my tongue "Lick it clean, doormat", she commanded. There I was, trampled under the foot of a blond goddess, totally humiliated, chained to the door and unable to resist. Only later I had realized that I did not really want to resist: I wanted to be the doormat of these goddesses. I wanted to lick the dirt off their boots clean. I wanted to crawl around them as their doggy. The blond goddess got her boots clean, and also stepped over my chest and got into the room. She undid the chain, and took the leash to her hand. Her hand was holding the leash firmly and she said, "Heel doggy!" and began to march me around the room as a dog trainer would do. I stumbled after her on my knees when her beautiful roommate came by and placed her foot on my back, pressing hard downwards. I smashed into the floor, and she kicked me hard in the face. "Thank me for that kick" she ordered dryly, and pointed her shoe at my face. I craned my neck and crawled a bit to lick her shoe. "What a good doggy you are, doormat", the blond said and placed her boot on the back of my head,crushing my face into her roommate's pump. I was being toyed and crushed by these two lovely vixens, but apparently I was in peace, realizing that this is what I wasgood for: being a doormat doggy of beautiful women. I licked her shoes clean, andthen licked the blond's boots clean. "Bark for us, doggy", said the blond and shekicked my ass hard. I crawled to her legs, barking and whining, embraced her calves and begged: "Please don't heart me, goddess." With contempt, she took my headbetween her calves and slowly pressed until the air was fading out for me. I was being put to sleep by her muscular calves. "Thank you, goddess," I managed to say before I passed out.