Hidden under foot
Tiny Way Of Life
chapter 11
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
A loud knock on Sandra’s door prevents you from being crushed by the sultry vixens foot. The pressure stops and Sandra lifts her foot up a few inches for you to breath. You cough and gasp for air as you rub your mouth with the back of your hand trying to get the taste of feet out of your mouth. Her foot still hovers above your head, looming over you as you lie flat on the ground.
“Who is it?” Sandra called out, giving you a glance downwards to make sure you’re still pinned under her foot.
“It’s me honey, is your friend going to stay for lunch?” Sandra sighs as her mother walks into the room. She thought that her mom was still at work and wouldn’t get home later, but apparently she was wrong. Sandra lowered her foot a little, making sure her sole was pinning you flat to the ground. It would be a disaster if her mother saw you, so Sandra compressed you under her foot and out of her mother’s sight.
“I guess Angela’s staying.” The plan was that they were going to torment their new little pet all morning and into the afternoon, but now it was going to be risky with her mom in the house. They could still force you to worship them, but now they would have to keep it down.
“Are you standing on something?” The question halted Sandra’s train of thought. She looked quickly over at Angela, who was equally worried about being caught.
“No,” Sandra quickly said and then placed her right foot completely on top of you, putting as much weight as she dared down on you. You let out a squeak as you were pushed deep into the fabric of the carpet, which was the only thing protecting you from becoming a stain. Being totally beneath Sandra’s huge foot caused you to start panicking. Was she trying to crush you to hid the evidence from her mom or was she just trying to keep you from being noticed? It was hard to think with the sick, warm flesh of the foot mashing against your naked body. Your bones creak as the pressure continues, even if you survive this, you’re going to be in a lot of pain later on. Your face is pressed against the meaty flesh, drowning you in the putrid smell of her unwashed foot.
Sandra’s mother looks several times at her daughter’s feet trying to tell if she’s really hiding something. While she does this, you slowly are suffocating under Sandra’s foot.
“Who is it?” Sandra called out, giving you a glance downwards to make sure you’re still pinned under her foot.
“It’s me honey, is your friend going to stay for lunch?” Sandra sighs as her mother walks into the room. She thought that her mom was still at work and wouldn’t get home later, but apparently she was wrong. Sandra lowered her foot a little, making sure her sole was pinning you flat to the ground. It would be a disaster if her mother saw you, so Sandra compressed you under her foot and out of her mother’s sight.
“I guess Angela’s staying.” The plan was that they were going to torment their new little pet all morning and into the afternoon, but now it was going to be risky with her mom in the house. They could still force you to worship them, but now they would have to keep it down.
“Are you standing on something?” The question halted Sandra’s train of thought. She looked quickly over at Angela, who was equally worried about being caught.
“No,” Sandra quickly said and then placed her right foot completely on top of you, putting as much weight as she dared down on you. You let out a squeak as you were pushed deep into the fabric of the carpet, which was the only thing protecting you from becoming a stain. Being totally beneath Sandra’s huge foot caused you to start panicking. Was she trying to crush you to hid the evidence from her mom or was she just trying to keep you from being noticed? It was hard to think with the sick, warm flesh of the foot mashing against your naked body. Your bones creak as the pressure continues, even if you survive this, you’re going to be in a lot of pain later on. Your face is pressed against the meaty flesh, drowning you in the putrid smell of her unwashed foot.
Sandra’s mother looks several times at her daughter’s feet trying to tell if she’s really hiding something. While she does this, you slowly are suffocating under Sandra’s foot.
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