I met this woman in a bar, she was of normal build, He had white skin although it seemed slightly turned by the sun, gre

I met this woman in a bar, she was of normal build, He had white skin although it seemed slightly turned by the sun, green eyes and blonde hair a little below the shoulders. He could have been about 25 years old. age. She had a beautiful face and was dressed in a blouse and a miniskirt. black that outlined the beautiful buttocks that were beneath her. Likewise She was wearing black high heels. Her name was Erica. After a few drinks he invited me to his apartment where We continued with a couple more drinks until the atmosphere warmed up. Us We were in an armchair in the living room at that moment. We started kissing mouth as she took off her shoes and gently pushed me to lay down on the couch and he would climb on top of me. After a few seconds of kissing each other on the mouth, I began to feel like I couldn't move, and not because of the weight of her, but by a kind of force that did not allow me to move my body in the absolute. I looked at her face and she smiled. Even on me it was advancing until it was above my head. I could see from my position all his crotch covered by white panties. I tried to speak but it was impossible, although I could move his mouth and tongue, he could not articulate any words. Only about 6 inches separated her sex and buttocks from my face, but that distance began to shorten, now it was only 5 inches, then 4, She was about to sit on my face and I couldn't do anything!, 3 inches, 2 inches, everything starts to get dark, 1 inch, now you feel the smells from this area of the body, and then I no longer see anything, but I feel its weight on my face. Nothing. I can't do anything. A person is sitting on me face and I can't do anything. My head is also now covered by its black miniskirt Then she starts to move on my face, forward and back, again and again. He made moans of pleasure while the rhythm of His crotch was increasing on my face little by little, until he himself He becomes very agitated as well as his moans, and he continued like this for a while longer until He finally reaches the climax. It then stops slowly with the occasional expression of delight for the achieved orgasm. Her panties were wet but she did not get up. She moved a little to adjust herself and continued sitting. on my face. While I was like that I heard him tell me: This situation surprises you, right? Well it happens that now you are mine Then he started to explain to me what was happening. while I continued supporting the weight of his body: I happen to come from a family of witches, in which which after reaching a certain age, powers are given to me supernatural. With these powers I can do whatever I please, I can manage to own jewelry, money, cars, and even the lives of someone. And only for the pleasure that at a given moment this causes me, although This person has to be enslaved for life. Continuous: And that is your destiny from now on; I can do with you whatever I please even if that means you never see your loved one again. family, that you don't walk the streets again, that you don't do things again things you like. And why? Because I feel like it. He said that while wiggling back and forth on my face. as if to demonstrate his superiority by reminding me that I was under his buttocks. At that moment I felt like vomiting, my stomach was cramps and the feeling of loss of freedom in those conditions humiliating was something I never imagined feeling. If she wanted she could let me go, but she wasn't going to. In The worst case scenario was that he could take me whenever he wanted and leave me free for the rest of the day. time but I wouldn't do it either. He had taken my life, everything, and just for what? For woman's vanity. Already. For nothing more. Just to satisfy that she deprived a human being with his own life, friends and family of his freedom. For a vanity. She continued: And when I mean that I can do with you what I want, it's literally that I can do whatever I want with you. If you give me the I want to turn you into my table, I can do it, if I want to turn you into carpet I can do it too. You will be what I want you to be. Saying these words he left my face and He picked it up (without touching me, with the same invisible force) to the side of the couch. Meanwhile, she sitting next to me looked at me and smiled sarcastically, maybe enjoying my horrified expression. Then he said, "Well, I think I'm going to sleep now, but I need some flip flops to go to my room since the floor is a little cold". At that moment I had a very strange feeling, I couldn't see neither my hands nor my body. I was on the couch looking up. Then I could see Erica's hand reaching out as if to grab me by the wrist. face, while looking directly at me with a smile from ear to ear. I was enjoying what I was doing. My lifelong misfortune was his delight passenger. I felt like he grabbed me by the head and lifted me very high. easily. At that moment he could no longer see almost anything because the palm of his hand It covered my visibility. Then I felt like it was taking me to the ground, and then He let me go, I felt like I fell a few centimeters and hit the back of my head. head against the ground. At that moment I staggered a little and I could see that next to me On the right was a yellow flip-flop. I was left looking towards Above, Erica sitting on the couch. I could see Erica place her foot left on something, possibly on the flip-flop that was next to me, and Then I realized: I was the other flip-flop!! She had turned me into a flip flop! It couldn't be!!, this was unheard of!!! Then I watched helplessly as he lifted his foot. right and how he directed it towards me. His smile showed a lot satisfaction, he even leaned forward a little to enjoy watching as he put his foot on my face, although at that moment I was a simple yellow flip flop I felt like moving, to run away, but I couldn't. do absolutely nothing. He clearly saw how the sole of his foot was getting closer more and more towards my face. I felt when he placed it completely on me face and then it was like advancing it a little forward with the help of the toes. He had his foot resting flat on my face. Then he started to stand up and the pressure increased. on my face until it was completely stopped. His weight at that time was split between me and the other real flip flop. However when he started to walk He lifted his other foot first to move forward, and I was left supporting his weight for complete, with his foot firmly planted on my face. Then he supported the other foot and it was my turn to free myself from the pressure, although only for a second since Then he supported me again. And so it was the whole time while he walked. I thought I would go went straight to sleep but it wasn't like that, he went to the kitchen and stopped in front of the refrigerator. This involved him standing on his two feet, having to support half of his weight in those moments. I heard when he opened it and It seemed like he was taking out some food, maybe to make a sandwich or something. So. Meanwhile, I was there under the sole of his foot and felt how the same crushed my nose, eyes and mouth even though they couldn't really be seen, without However, I did feel it. Did this woman have no mercy? He placed what he took out on a table and sat down. Although I had both feet still on the ground, the pressure on my face decreased a little more as that when she sat down, her weight was better distributed, leaving most of her is in the chair since it is what supports his body and head, which are more heavier than the legs. Wow, I knew it because I had been sitting before on my face. Then I felt him raise the leg whose foot he had me on. put me and crossed it over the other. I felt great relief. Now she, while I prepared and ate what I had taken out of the refrigerator, I balanced on the tip of his foot. When I tensed my toes down a little, I He forced me (that is, his flip-flop) to go up and press my face against the floor. his foot. That was my situation, humiliated serving as a flip-flop to a woman who was totally indifferent to my pain. Having to smell your foot and practically kiss him every time his sole touched my face since my lips and everything was stuck to the sole of his foot. It was only fair that he found me me in this humiliation at the foot of a woman who was hurting me? No She was a woman who loved me, she is not a woman who loved me, not even one that has appreciated me. She is a woman who makes me suffer for her pleasure and after That's why I must smell and kiss her feet. It was degrading. In one of those, apparently I broke off the tip of his foot. falling to the ground and hitting the back of my head again, she He immediately brought his foot towards my face and planted it again while he was Sometimes he would cross his other leg over the leg whose foot I was on. Again I started to feel pressure. Can you imagine that situation, dear reader? tilt your head and look up. Imagine that only your face is your entire body since You are a flip flop and you can't move at all because of the whims of a woman like that. And after that, you have his foot completely resting on your face, so much so that you practically can't see anything because when you open your eyes you have this woman's foot resting on your face, which also makes you feel the pressure of his foot on your nose and what is his heel on your mouth. Only you feel the smell of it. Not a bad smell but the typical smell of the skin of a foot. After this person takes away your freedom, you must serve as a flip-flop. Are under her foot and she doesn't care what you may feel. He doesn't care. She only wants you under her because she wants to and that's it. Well, that's how I was. After she finished eating, she got up very calmly and He walked to the sink to leave a plate there. Me supporting all your weight with each step of his right foot. She indifferently left the plate there and gave half turn, leaning on the insole of his right foot and turning on it. This me He narrowed his eyes terribly since his template was located directly over my eyes. She then continued walking towards her room. AND I? Well, with the same pain as always, a great pain in the face of having to bear its weight, its inclemency. I couldn't believe what I was experiencing, I couldn't believe that I was in this unprecedented situation, that of so many people on earth, I It had to be this woman's toy. Finally she arrived at her room, entered, took out a drawer. What I later could see was a babydoll and she began to take off what she was wearing. position. He still didn't get me off his feet. Then she put on the babydoll and later I think he took the black outfit down to the laundry. He went to his bed, and sat. Finally he removed his foot from me and with it he pushed me a little. away from the bed, treating me like any object. But what mattered to me was that finally I no longer had my face pressed against his foot. Ahhh.... I felt a great physical relief, although I felt great sadness about myself. Then I felt how I was getting back into my normal way. I had my body again. I was left on my knees looking towards the bed Erica, although I could see a small cage that was in the corner of The room was small, maybe a dog could fit in it. The door of the itself was open. Erica looked at me smiling as if she had enjoyed what it was. my misfortune Then while he was lying down he said to me: "Come, I want you to give me foot massages". At that moment I wanted to answer and I was able to do so, it had given me He speaks again, so I replied: "I'm not doing it!" and while he said This I started to get up to try to escape. But I was immediately shocked knees again and was dragged in this position to where they were his feet. She told me in the most carefree way while looking at me stare in the eyes: You better do it because a while ago I would have I could turn it into a piece of bread and you would have been part of my dinner. I want you to know that I thought about doing it. By now my stomach would be digesting you and you would be on your way to my anus. So you choose. I had zero chance of anything. It was true, no one told me I would listen, no one would know about my fate, this woman could even eat me if she I wanted it and no one would know. He was destined to be this woman's slave. No All I had to do then was take her feet with my hands and start massaging them. A few seconds ago he had suffered like never before under them and now he had to caress them. And on my knees. I stayed like that for about twenty minutes until when She was satisfied and pointed towards the cage saying: "Now, I want to sleep!" and before Before I could think, the same strange force dragged me backwards like that towards the cage at a surprising speed and that's how quickly it closed. a door slam I was left sitting and collected inside that small cage, I had no room to move, I was extremely uncomfortable, while I could see through from the bars to this woman sleeping peacefully. I felt terrible sorry for myself. From then on it was destined to be whatever this woman wanted him to be. I spent the whole night there, I could hardly sleep at night. discomfort and the deep feeling of humiliation he had. the back I was in terrible pain from the discomfort of the position in which I spent the night. The sunlight came out. I could notice how the woman who stole my money was waking up. life just on a whim. He sat on the bed and looked at me while yawning. he looked at me curiously, as if planning how else he could use me to serve you. Then he made a gesture with his face that made me notice that he was already I had thought of something. She went into the bathroom of her room and then I heard how the water fell from the shower. He was taking a bath. Suddenly, I was no longer in the cage. I was lying on the floor looking up, but it appeared to be another room. The water of the watering can was heard much closer. I could tell that I was in the bathroom. I could see from my position that I was lying right in front of the shower curtain, however again I didn't feel I had limbs, I couldn't move, not to speak, I was in total inactivity. I then had the evil feeling that maybe I was now his new bath mat. There I was, lying helplessly, just waiting. to be used again by this woman. Then the water faucet turns closed and the shower curtain opened, behind which she was, completely naked and wet from head to toe. She put one foot forward to leave. out of the shower and placed it on what for me was my abdomen, then took out the other and put it on my face. All with the greatest indifference. His feet were cold and wet. Then she began to rub them against me, I imagine to dry them with your new "rug". She was very heavy. Once again I found myself supporting his weight and under his feet. She took a towel and started drying her body. Sometimes it moved a little and was left stepping on my neck. The pain was intense and the difficulty breathe too. In those moments my eyes were free to look towards up to Erica. Her body was phenomenal and she was very beautiful. What was beautiful about it I had him evil. However, at that moment her beauty did not interest me, I could only think of the cruelty and humiliation in which this had me. person. This feeling was eating me up inside, I felt like this sadness was slowly fading away from me. While this gave her pleasure and It increased her ego, which made her look more beautiful and contributed to her appearance. more shiny. It was like a cruel cycle in which she, taking away my dignity, pride and my life, made his ego bigger, he felt more and more better and will satisfy her woman's vanity. After he finished he wrapped his body in the towel and took off. of me Suddenly I regained my natural formality and he said to me: "Follow me, but don't get up, follow me on all fours." I, who knew what I was exposing myself to, did exactly what I he asked. He went on all fours after her as if he were a dog. Then he sent me to place myself in that same position in front of a dresser that was in his room. She stood between the dresser and me, facing its mirror, and sat calmly on my back. It stooped a little. No It is the same, my reader, to read the story as to be in it. When you have one person literally sitting on your back, the weight is a lot. She then began to comb her hair over and over again. I think he practiced different types of hairstyles. He picked it up, he left it loose, etc. Meanwhile, time passed and the pain in my back became more more intense. He did this perhaps knowing that due to the position in which I slept, my back was hurt. She sat on me like that for a long time. for a while until he finally finished and got up. Erica made the rest of the world see that she was wearing a normal life. She had a job like any other woman, although she didn't It depended on this. And that was where he was heading that morning. I thought that when she was gone I would be free of her humiliations for the rest of the day. I couldn't have been more wrong. She, already ready to get dressed, opened one of her drawers. I was trying to look for something but apparently I couldn't find it. That's when He looked me directly in the eyes and said: I can't find any clean panties to wear. But for lucky I have you. What do you think? He asked me this while he was still approaching me. wrapped in the towel. I was filled with horror at that moment and began to tremble from fear. Stammering and with a trembling voice I told her as she continued approaching with a malicious smile: "Nooo, noo please, I beg you, don't do..." She didn't care. I felt that sensation again strange feeling of helplessness and that something had happened to my body. However I could see how his smile grew more revealing his white teeth, this was for the happiness it gave her to have me like this. Then I felt that I He lifted it very easily with the tips of his fingers on both hands and placed me in front of the dresser mirror. I could only see a white panty that she was holding between his hands. That was a feeling of indescribable horror. He immediately dropped the towel at his feet, remaining completely naked and began to "place me in it." He felt how his legs were They were sliding along what maybe were my biceps while she was lifting me up. increasingly. I was looking up from being right under his crotch. I could anticipate that my eyes would be below her buttocks, that my nose would be right in the part of his anus and my mouth would be kissing his vaginal lips. She continued to raise me and I felt her thighs move. They were now sliding down my biceps, now being on the verge of making my face contact with its parts. And so it was. He placed me very well, and exactly As I feared, I stayed. My nose remained in what was his anus, my eyes glued to her buttocks and my mouth kissing her sex. At that moment everything was dark and time stopped. Other Maybe he was humiliating me, and this situation would last all day. Erica then started walking, perhaps towards the closet. looking for what clothes to wear. With the steps he took, I felt the skin of my face It was stretched to one side and the other by the movement of her buttocks. This situation of degradation was almost unbearable. She stopped and seemed get dressed. Then I heard him place some shoes on the floor and the movement typical of what he was putting them on. Then he started walking again, maybe towards the kitchen to have breakfast. Again stretching my face with his buttocks while walking. With every step. From one side to the other, over and over time. Likewise my mouth against her sex. My mouth moved from one side to the other because her sex on it made it happen that way. After hearing the refrigerator open and close, some noises from the coffee maker and the placing of some implements on the table, she sat down. Crushing all its parts against my face, the pressure was tremendous, I felt like my eyes wanted to explode, the weight was too much. She started having breakfast, and I was there, serving as her panties. white panties Then I heard her speak to me mentally asking me as follows: Do you feel very overwhelmed? Yes (I also answered mentally and in a hurry to see if I got rid of this) She answered me. Okay, I just wanted to know that. And without further ado it stayed that way. He didn't flinch from moving or free me from my torture. She continued sitting on me with complete indifference. I guess she would think that if I'm just a panty to her, then what else can I do? Hope it serve you like a real panty. My breathing was becoming very difficult, so I decided Tell her in your head: "Erica, I can't breathe right." Instead of helping me, she stood up a little and I felt her hand. like behind my head and he put me further between the crack of his buttocks, which made my nose completely inside her anus, allowing me breathing even much less, and now breathing in the smell of it. It turned to sit. Now I could only stay alive by sucking in the little air I had with my mouth. rescued from between Erica's vulva. And the strong pressure on my face still continued. Then he asked me again mentally: Do you feel very squashed under me? To which I, like a meek lamb and with the hope of being released, I answered: Yes that's how it is And she only responded with a simple: Okay. And again he didn't move at all, I was still crushed by her buttocks, while I had nothing left but to wait for her to finish her breakfast sitting mercilessly on my face. Dear reader, right now I'm listening to you enter through the door, perhaps I will continue my sad story in which I still find myself some other day. I hear her coming towards me. He's already in the room where I am. She has taken off her shoes, she is barefoot. looks at me directly into the eyes. I need some flip flops! he told me- Nooo, please... nooooooooooooooooo!!!sadkañklssfbvañoiiusjkñ rsolo07@yahoo.com