Subject: Story/Conclusion - enjoy all :-) Date: Thu Jan 22 17:51:03 1998

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When I heard her say the party would start soon, it didn't take a genius to figure out what was going to happen to me. I heard them bringing food in and placing it on one side of the room, and I heard them move a few coffee table type things up on the matting to the sides of me..not real close, but I was getting the picture. The room was set up so the food was on one side, the chairs on the other, and I was between them. The coffee tables served as a place for folks to set their drinks down and talk while standing there, and they also would help to funnel all traffic over me. Judging by the sounds made when they walked around, I was guessing the matting covered a very huge area, approximately 40 x 40 or so.

The door bell rang, and I heard the first guests to arrive enter, it sounded like at least 5-7 people, it was mixed women and men. From then on, for the next 30 to 40 min, people just kept coming, as the noise grew I could no longer hear anything but the door bell ring every minute or so. The guests entered the main room, and headed for the food and the wet bar. At first I didn't get stepped on much, and the few that did, didn't hurt to badly. But quickly the room filled with people, and soon I was being stepped on constantly, some times people would actually stop and stand right on me to talk with people. I was in a lot of pain, every time a woman in heels would step on me, it hurt so much, and every so often one would hit a spot Queen and the ladies had softened up. I was also in heaven, this was it, what had always dreamed of, I was being stepped on by many ladies who had no idea I was under them. They would stand on my face, grinding their heels while they talked, with no idea the pain they where causing. Some of them would stomp their heels lightly as they talked, it was great. But as the room got more and more crowded, I was soon under several sets of feet and I was hardly able to breath. When one person stepped right on my nose, it was closed shut for about a minute, thats when I got worried, I suddenly realized I could have my air cut off, and no one would know! Heaven it was, but it was also hell at the same time, every time a foot would hit my face I prayed it would move. More and more I was not being aloud to breath as people gathered to talk. I wondered where Queen was, and did she realize the danger I was in? I started to panic, but under all those feet, I couldn't even twitch.

I survived the next hour, with several close calls, as my air would be cut off for a few minutes at a time, when ever a new group of guests arrived and they made their way through the crowd stopping to greet friends. My head Was taking a sever pounding as ladies would get up and walk across the floor quickly to get another drink and return. The amount of force a woman walking in heels delivers to the floor when her heels hits is delightful, but it quickly takes its toll. I'm guessing it was somewhere around 10, 10:30 when I heard the mistress announce it was time for the dancing to start, thank god I thought, at least these people will get off me now, I can handle just a few at a time. Yea right, as usual I guessed wrong, the next thing I felt was a heavy flat object being placed on top of me. Then I heard the mistress ask every one to help her with the dance floor, I heard a bunch of noise, and then heard and felt something else laying down on the wood that was placed on me. Later I was given the description of the dance floor, It was specially made for the mistress, it was 20 X 20 folded in half, and was stored up against one of the walls. It was made to sit about 8 inches off the floor, and had these huge heavy duty hinges joining the 2 sections. When unfolded it required a center support, (guess who had that job tonight), and the outer edges had thick legs, with supporting beams running to almost the center of it. The bottom line, it was designed so any weight on it that was not right near a support post was held up by the center support.

I had no idea what was going on, but when the first song started, and I heard the people steeping up on the floor and start to walk around on it, I realized I was in serious trouble, they where a good ten feet from me, and I could feel their weight, I quickly was crushed to the point of not being able to breath as they started to danced. I was lucky in the fact they moved around a lot, as they moved away from me I could catch a breath or 2, before their dancing brought them back closer. The board on me was on my entire upper body, and head. As people would get closer to me, the floor would give a lot more pressing the other piece of wood far enuff down to crush my head. I really thought it might end right here, the chance of to many people dancing at one time was very good.

The dances ended and started, as the people would go to leave the dance floor, and the next bunch step up, the weight on me was almost doubled sometimes, I swear I could feel my body about to burst at the seams from the pressure on me. Then, it happened, about an hour later, a slow dance played, all I could here was people getting up, and heading towards the floor, I heard heel after heel step up on the floor, and I was quickly crushed beyond being able to breath. That was the last thing I remember, I obviously passed out from lack of air. When I came to I was in the car heading back to Queens. I didn't make a sound, or even try to move, my body hurt like nothing I had even known before. Breathing hurt so much I thought all my ribs where broken. I really thought I'd just lay there and cry I hurt so badly. But, I didn't, I just smiled, I was still alive, and I was heading back to Queens, and I found a great comfort in that.

As they carried me back into Queens house, I was excited, I knew they would untie me now, and I couldn't wait. They carried me upstairs, and I was placed on a bed, and the covers pulled over me, but, I was still tied to this damn board, and my mouth was still taped shut… Nooo! They have to untie me, their not gonna make me sleep like this all damn night. The next thing they did was reach up under the covers and remove the blanket from my head, and pull it down just below my neck. Great, well at least they are going to make it easier for me to breath. I heard Queen say good night to Ariel and Rhonda and they left. Queen and Mika sat down on me and just chatted a bit about the nights events, nothing to do with me, just about the people the had seen and chatted with. Then I heard Queen say good night to Mika, and Mika left the room. Queen got up, and I heard dresser drawers open and shut, and then I heard Queen walk off down the hall.

I fell asleep, I have no idea for how long, but I awoke to feeling someone climb on top of me, it only took a second to figure out it was Queen, I heard her say "my turn" and then I felt her crotch settle down on my face, great, so much for breathing. Queen must have read my mind earlier, because I was now being used for her pleasure, my face was now buried in her crotch, and she was sliding back and fourth ever so slightly. Every few minutes she would allow me a breath of air, then settle back down and continue, as she became aroused, her movements ground my face with all her weight, her powerful thighs threatening to try and crush my head. I wanted so desperately to use my tongue and help her, but the whole idea was for her to use me, and me not to interfere. The tape made sure I did not interfere, as Queen got more lost in her own pleasure, the chance for air became less and less, and as she came close to climaxing, stopping to let me breath was not going to happen. I thought for sure I'd pass out again, but I managed to hang on to feel Queens powerful orgasm. I cannot describe what its like to just lay there and feel all of this happen. It is a very powerful event, one in which you play no real part, but are lucky enough to be right there, and feel her joy. As Queen finished her relief, all I could do was pray she would move, I really needed air. Queen finally laid down, and slide up just enough to let me breath, my nose still well in her crotch. She quickly fell asleep. I laid there, praying she didn't move much in her sleep, if she did, I was as good as dead. She would never know if she cut off my breathing. Queens weight, even though she was laying down on top of me, was really beginning to hurt, I didn't think I could ever fall to sleep in this much pain, not to mention it was taking a lot to breath. Finally about 30 minutes later she rolled off me, and I fell right to sleep.

I woke up to Queens Crotch plopping down on my face, yes, she must have enjoyed the night before, because when she woke up she rolled right back on top of me and started again. As her weight hit my body, I felt the damage of the day before, every part of me hurt as if some had taken a hammer and beaten every inch of me with it, this was going to be a long day. As Queen slid down on my nose my only thought was " Great, no breathing again(mumble).