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TRAMPLING STORY - NEW SLAVE

  

  

  

Cody was a nerd. Plain and simple.

 

He had a 4.0 GPA, and was at the top of his college class. He was also a smart-ass. Unfortunately for him, this made him very unpopular. He had a huge crush on his fellow class-mate, Rachel.

 
Rachel was tall, with dark brown hair, glowing green eyes and a smile to die for. Weighing around 120 lbs, she was absolutely perfect, any guy’s dream. She was a school cheerleader, track star, and a starter on the school basketball team.

 
One day, Cody followed Rachel to her house, this was a normal routine for him, he had never been caught before….until that day. When she arrived to her door, he quickly hid behind some bushes, unfortunately he made a rustling in the bushes, and she saw him there. “What the hell are you doing freak?” Came her cry of outrage. But before he could respond, she pulled from her purse a can of pepper spray, and sprayed him full in the face. He screamed, and actually fainted. In his unconscious state, he could not see her standing over him, with a wicked smile on her face, and an evil glint in her eyes.

 
When he finally woke up, he saw Rachel standing over him, he also noticed their location had changed; they were in her room. He also noticed that he had been chained to the floor. “So, are you happy now? You finally managed to get into my room, too bad I had to drag your sorry, pathetic ass in here! Heh, oh well, I’ve been needing a new slave for a while now, ever since I wore the last one out…” And with that, she stepped up onto his chest. He wasn’t very strong, having preferred to mind his studies rather than participate in P.E., but he small frame didn’t seem to hurt him much, he had always had unnaturally strong bones. “Yeah, you’ll work just fine.” The Slave was alarmed to hear such an amused tone, what did she plan on doing to him?

 
She started marching in place on his chest, her white Nike sneakers marched rhythmically to the sound of an invisible, inaudible beat. Soon, his chest began to get real sore from the continuous, nonstop marching, and it began to show on his face. “Aww, is my new Slave already getting tired…well we’ll just have to work on that, soon you’ll have a high endurance level…but I suppose I’ll be nice…just this once.”

 

And with that, she moved down to his stomach. Her change in location came as a relief to the Slave until she began to jump into the air. She jumped, and jumped, each time landing in the exact same place, and each time she jumped higher until the Slave thought he was about to die. Suddenly, the jumping stopped and she just stood there. “That didn’t hurt did it?” The Slave couldn’t believe it, she wasn’t even breathing hard after all that jumping, how much energy did this woman have?

 
She stepped forward onto his chest for the second time. She lifted one foot in the air, and held it over his face. “Lick it clean!” The Slave stared up at her in horror, his hesitation earned him a hard stomp on the face. “Do it!” The Slave stuck out his tongue and licked, and licked. Rachel just stood there on his chest staring down at him until it was time to change shoes. Soon, both shoes were licked clean, and looked new.

 

Rachel enjoyed every minute of it, the domination, the power, and the humiliation that she caused this insignificant piece of shit. “You’d better get used to this.” She said. “No one’s going to miss you. No one is going to care when you don’t ever show your ugly face again, no one will even notice you are missing. From now on, you will do what I tell you, you will lick all my shoes clean, worship my gorgeous feet, you will be my rug, my trampoline, my foot rest, from now until the day you die, so get used to it slave!” The Slave’s eyes were wide with fear, surely someone would notice his absence. And yet, even as he thought these words, he knew them to be untrue, no one cared about him. His own parents despise him, and wish him dead. “Well they’re dreams are about to come true.” He thought.

 
Rachel began to grow heavier on his chest as time passed, she just stood there, staring at him, trying to determine whether or not he had accepted the inevitable, or if he needed more breaking. “Take my shoes off.” He did as he was told, knowing that punishment followed if he refused. She flexed her toes, her white socks were warm and moist, the black Nike logo stoop out on the back of her upper ankle socks. She placed her right foot on the middle of his face completely covering his nose. “You’d better get used to this, and learn to love the smell. Now, let’s see how you like this.” She transferred all of her weight onto his face, and rested her other foot on his throat.

 

The Slave could not believe this was happening, his face burned from the heavy weight, he would not be able to take it much longer. Just as he thought these words, she shifted her weight to the foot that was resting on his throat. He was gagging, his face was turning red, the very little air that came into his lungs smelled of her sweaty feet, and Rachel just stood there and laughed. Finally, after his face turned purple, she stepped down, and let the Slave breathe his precious air.

 
She didn’t give him long to rest however, she quite literally jumped back onto his chest, once again forcing the air out of him. “Take my socks off…with your teeth!” He did as he was told, and was revolted when he felt both socks being forced into his mouth. She placed her bare foot over his face. The socks tasted very salty, and they absorbed the moisture in his mouth, leaving it dry. She had beautiful feet, the red polish shone brightly. She walked up and down the entire length of his body, including his head. Finally, she paused at his chest and told him to spit her socks out.

He did.

 

“Now, lick my feet, and suck my toes!” The Slave endured a whole hour of foot worship as she stood on his chest. Finally, she removed her foot from his mouth, and stoop, tip-toe, on his throat until he passed out.

 

  
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