GONE CLUBBING.....

It all started one night that I had only one intention to go out with my friends into the city and have some drinks and have a good time, and what a good time it turned out to be! We got into the city about 10:00, just when the night life is starting to arise. My friends and I parked the car and started to walk the strip in search of our home for the next 4-5 hours, finally coming up to a dance club that is very popular in these parts. We entered, and one of us was going to have and extraordinary night, can you guess who?

We got situated and had the beginning shot to start off the night, followed by a drink (we’re Irish, what do you expect). Well any ways after a few more I started to loosen up and my friends and I split up. I patrolled the area for some hot women and didn’t find anything that caught my eye. After about half an hour I started to get frustrated and turned around to go find my friends, only when I turned around there was this gorgeous woman standing behind me. She was around 5’6" , maybe 135-140lbs, blonde and wearing this tight black mini skirt with a tight black halter top on. Here is the best part though, she had on black silky nylons with black patent leather pumps on with a 4" heel. I introduced myself and asked if I could bye her a drink, she agreed and we shared drinks for around an hour. By this time I was feeling the effects of the beer.

I asked her if I could ask her a question, and with a curious nod I asked away. "Do you have any fetishes?" She paused a second as to look for my intentions and then responded "not really, I am really quite boring when it comes to that". "That’s OK" I responded not every one does, want to hear mine". "Sure!" she said with a big anxious smile on her face. "Well mine is to lay at a woman’s feet on my back and be her doormat and personal floor, let her walk all over me in other words". With that she stared to laugh at me thinking I was just kidding, but saw the serious look on my face and stopped. "You’re serious aren’t you.". "Yes very, it may seem weird but it is one of the things that makes me happy". "So you like to have a woman walk on you, on your front side?" "Yup" I responded in a proud manner. "Not in shoes though right? Cause that would hurt". "I like it when the woman takes charge and wears what ever she wants, like I am just her floor". With a joking tone she said "it’s too bad I don’t have that same fetish , I have an apartment just around the corner". "Do you want to try it out , I mean it’s not everyday a man offers to let you walk all over him." "Well I don’t know I am afraid I would hurt you". "Don’t be, many woman have walked on me and I am still here to talk about it". With that she polished off her drink and told me to come with her.

We arrived at her apartment and went into her bedroom. "Lay down on your back and get comfortable I guess". Before she could finish her sentence I was flat on my back, waiting for what was to come. She kicked off her spikes and placed one foot on my chest. "Are you sure about this?" she said. Staring up at this picture of beauty with on foot on my chest like I was one of the stairs in her apartment I said "I’m positive". With that she stepped up on me and just stood there, looking down at me as to see my face. "Does it hurt?". "Only in the good way" I replied. "Pretend I am not even here just do what ever you want to me , I am your personal rug". With that she loosened up a little and started to take small steps on my chest. Then she pushed down a little on my stomach as to test the waters. The look on her face changed from cautious to that of excitement. With that she stepped full weight on my stomach, and bounced a little. "I think I am starting to enjoy this, having a man under my feet just seems right" she said giggling.

After she started to loosen up she walked on my stomach and chest as if though I wasn’t even there. Bouncing up and down at times, and other times just staring down at me laughing at me in her mind. "You are like my slave, I wish I found out about this fetish before now". With that she put one foot on my face, "lick the sole of my foot slave!" (I was in heaven). I of course did what I was told. It tasted so good, I licked every inch of her sole. Before I could finish though the other foot came down on the other side of my face and all I could see was her big smile through the cracks between her toes. "Your face is turning all red, ahh too bad slave, maybe I will bring you to work some day so that when I have to reach something I can use you face instead of the foot stool". After that remark she started to walk around in little circles on my face for 10 minutes. She then jumped hard from my face onto my chest and started to march in place, and then used me as a fashion runway going from my stomach to my chest to my face and back, stepping harder each time. "You belong down there, beneath my feet, for me to walk all over". Then this smile came over her face, and I knew I had something in store for me.

She walked over to her closet and came out with a pair of shiny red spiked heels with 5" heels. "I love these shoes, and you will too, put them on me slave!" I put them on and she just looked down at me with a pity look and shook her head. She jumped up on me with her full weight, I felt like I was going to die, the spikes must of went through me and hit the floor, that is what went through my mind. "How does that feel slave, does it hurt, I hope so" she said sadistically. She mashed me into the carpet leaving small pocks everywhere she stepped. Jumping up and down at times with her full weight. "Open up you mouth" she said. I opened my mouth and she placed her heel into it and stepped with her sole onto my face. "Ya, that is what I was looking for, now I have to cover you face with something, oh ya I got it". With that she stepped up onto my face with that other spike. It hurt like hell, all I could concentrate on was the pain. "You look good under my favorite shoes". The pain intensified and I guess I passed out..the rest is in my dreams!

SULLY