The Special Red Carpet
Submitted on 02/04/06
by Subtosh
It was a fairly warm night for December, even in
California. But it was much colder lying here on this
cold stone walkway.
Here he was with all the others, men and women all
dressed in outfits made of a soft dark red material
witch felt like carpet.
They were all lying side by side leading all the way
from the driveway, trough the well landscaped grounds,
right up to the front door of the elegant mansion. All
together they formed a long human red carpet.
He figured they all like him had been sworn to secrecy
and transported secretly to this secluded mansion up
in the hills surrounded by mountains.
He didn't know any of them but he noticed most of them
were excited and were obviously here for the same
reason as him. Others looked nervous and
uncomfortable, and he figured they were here just for
the money.
All he knew was that all this had been arranged for a
very rich older socialite. She always enjoyed using
her vast amounts of inherited wealth to entertain the
hottest female celebrities. She had long had a fantasy
of creating a long red carpet formed of human beings.
The beautiful female celebrities would walk upon them
like they were just a bunch of lowly peasants.
She had this idea years ago: but only now did she have
the ability to pull it off. She had carefully watched
and studied the beautiful females as they danced and
mingled. Noting carefully how they treated her
servants, and which ones had a real attitude.
She used all this information to decide with ones she
knew would enjoy what she had planed. And also which
could be trusted not to go blabbing to the media. She
invited them all to what she called a "Female Power
Party" and said it would be something special they
would never forget.
Here it was the big night the food set, the house and
grounds were perfect, and most important her human
carpet was laid out ready and weighting.
He was just lying there looking up at the stars. He
was so excited he didn't feel cold even those he was
lying on the cold stone walkway. They had all only
been given a thin cushion to lay on.
He was daydreaming as to who these lovely ladies would
be when he heard the sounds of a limo pulling up the
driveway. Since he was positioned right by the
driveway he felt the vibration as the vehicle pulled
up.
As the door opened he saw emerge two lovely female
feet in a pair of black open toed sandals with thin
high heels. The straps covered in little diamonds
formed the shape of a hart on each foot.
As she fully emerged from the vehicle, he could
recognize her. It was the beautiful Alyssa Milano. She
was dressed in a sleek black dress that hung from her
shoulders by two thin spaghetti straps. It sparkled
with little black sequins and clung to her shapely
body.
She may have played a good witch on TV but she sure
looked wicked tonight he thought.
As she looked down and noticed him and the others all
lying along the walkway, she smiled and looked a
little surprised.
"What's all this" she asked the servant that opened
her door.
The servant answered that tonight his mistress wanted
all her favorite female friends to experience the true
pampering a goddess deserves.
Alyssa just laughed and said "Sounds like fun" "you
never know what she's going to do".
As he looked up at her a little star-struck, she
walked up next to him and smiling down at him, she
lifted up her foot. He felt the pressure of her shoe
resting on his stomach; it felt like she was checking
her balance. Suddenly she lifted her other foot
bearing all her weight down on him causing him to
wince. As he felt her thin heel sink down into his
stomach, he could hear her laughing above him.
She brought her other foot down on his chest, as she
shifted her weight it felt like her heel was going to
go right between his ribs. She just stood and twisted
and ground her heels into his chest and stomach.
Looking down at him, she was thinking how these people
must like this or they wouldn't be doing it. She
decided she'd walk heavily across each of them, and
have some real fun.
As she stepped from him to the next person and then
the next, he could hear her laughing as they grunted
and moaned trying to bear her weight.
As he watched her tromp from one person to the next,
he heard another vehicle coming down the drive and
wondered who would be next.
After the limo rolled up and the servant opened the
door. Out popped Mariah Carey. She was wearing a short
black skirt showing off her great legs and a white top
that sparkled with silver glitter that showed off her
breast. She was wearing a pair of silver satrapy
sandals on her feet over her red painted toes.
After the servant told her what was going on, Mariah
had no problem using them as her rug. She had become
quite spoiled, havening other people cater to her
every whim.
She walked up to his side in her shiny sandals with
sharp high heels.
She lifted her silver heel up and stepped up on his
chest with out even missing a step. She walked regally
across him letting her full weight sink down into his
flesh. She walked on them all as if it was normal and
she received this treatment all the time.
Cars were staring to back up. The next girl he saw
walk up was Christina Ricci. He remembered hearing on
some show that she had a little fetish for her own
feet and liked to smell them. She was wearing a kind
of dark colored pantsuit with shiny black slip-on
dress shoes on her feet.
As she walked up and saw him a smile spread across her
face. She stepped right up on his chest. She stood
there a moment just staring down at him with her arms
crossed, then he felt her weight shift as she slipped
her foot out of one of her shoes. He saw her bare foot
sparkling with sweat hovering over his face. She
wiggled he toes right over his nose. He could feel the
heat from her foot as it descended on his face. She
planted her foot right over his mouth and forced his
nose between her smelly toes. She was forcing him to
smell the strong odor of her sweat.
He could taste the sweat from her sole as it was
forced in his mouth.
She lifted her foot and kicked him in the nose telling
him to open his mouth. She had him hold out his toung
as she wiped the sole of her foot back and forth on
it, making him lick off her salty sweat. She would
pinch his toung between her toes, forcing him to lick
out the sour tasting sweat there. She switched feet
forcing him to provide the same service to the other
one.
After putting her shoes back on she just walked away
with a smile on her face like nothing happened.
Christina Ricci wasn't even out of site when he was
surprised to see Lindsay Lohan walk up wearing a black
bikini. She could never resist the beach and had come
straight from the local beach. She had just put a
matching wrap around the bikini bottom and came
straight here. She had a pair of black flip-flops with
a wedge heel on her sandy little feet.
When she had heard about the rug she thought it was a
little wired put decided to have some fun.
As she walked up to him, he was surprised at the cold
evil way she was looking at him. What he didn't know
was that she thought he resembled her father, who she
had a lot of hostility towards.
The next thing he knew she jumped up and landed hard
on his stomach.
She was sorry she didn't have her heels on, but
figured she could still hurt him if she jumped really
high. She keep jumping up and down as high as she
could. He was glad when she finely got tired and
stopped. She stamped down hard on his face "Open Up"
she yelled. She made him stick out his toung. She
pressed the sole of dirty flip-flop down on his toung,
dragging it back and forth forcing him to lick off the
gritty beach sand.
She kick the flip-flop off and stooped dawn picking it
up, she forced the insole down on his toung, using it
to clean of the salty crud that built up from the
frequent trips to the beach. She enjoyed the grimace
on his face, knowing how afoul it must taste,
considering she had never cleaned them.
She got so close to his face he could feel her hot
breath. She looked down at him with such an evil
frigid smile his blood ran cold. The flip-flop was
removed from his mouth. He saw her lean down over his
mouth, puckering her lips she spat a large glob of
spit right in his mouth. He had to admit that it
tasted sweet and wasn't that bad.
She hopped up and forced her dirty bare foot into his
mouth, making him suck the salty sweat off her toes.
She then had him swab his tongue between her toes and
lick out the grimy sand. After she made him do the
same to her other flip-flop and foot, she put her
flip-flops back on and stomped up on his head.
Standing full weight on his face she amused her self
by grinding and wiping her soles on his face, mashing
his nose. He could hear her mumbling, she sounded
angry and excited at the same time. She was so excited
she was shaking.
She soon grew tired and new she would have to sit down
soon. She went stomping off towards the house. He
could hear some of the others moan in pain as her
stomped down hard on them. She yell "SHUT UP ASSHOLES"
"Your were you all belong".
He hardly had time to recover before Jessica Alba
walked up. She was wearing a plush black top over a
long white skirt and had black leather boots on her
feet.
Jessica Alba walked over with her trademark smile on
her lips. She had seen a little of Lindsay's little
performance and was quite amused. She felt some of her
frustrations bubble up the surface. She had always
loved doing the fighting scenes in movies were she got
to kick ass, but it was all so fake. Seeing Lindsay's
little show made her wonder what it would be like to
really grind someone into the ground.
She was so quick the next thing he knew her boot heels
wear digging into his chest, and she was grinning down
at him. She leaned back on her heels just to see the
grimace on his face. Laughing she stepped up on his
face.
He could feel little granules of gravel on her soles
as she ground her boot soles into his face. It seemed
like she was standing up there forever before she
finally stepped down off his face. She heavily walked
down his body to his crouch. She just stood there
grinning as she watched him straining to bare her
weight.
Soon she started jumping up and down. He thought his
guts might burst, her boots were pounding into him so
hard. Finely she grew board and stomped off towards
the house. He could hear her laughing as she stomped
down on a woman's breast as she went inside.
As he turned his head back to the driveway he saw the
Olsen girls trotting his way. He was one of the people
who could never tell or remember which was which. One
was wearing a long white silky dress and the other had
on a black silky dress, they both had on platform
sandals that showed off their all-natural unpainted
toes.
One of the girls jumped up on his stomach her sister
followed stepping up on his head. They both stomped
around on him, looking down laughing and smiling as
they hoped from part to part on his body. They were
like a blur. He couldn't keep track of them, he would
be focused on one girl and then the other girls shoe
would slam down on his face, taking him by surprise.
Growing board they both ran along the carpet back in
forth jumping from person to person. They seamed to
love to hear the sounds the people made when they
stomped down on them. One of the girls took particular
pleasure in jumping from one person's head to another
all along their human rug.
He could still hear the squeals of laughter from the
Olsen's as he saw Paris Hilton strutting up to his
side. She wearing a slinky black dress with matching
heels.
Paris was so used to having the world at her feet, she
didn't think the human rug laid out before her was
weird at all.
She just mumbled "About Time" and stepped up on his
chest.
He could feel her heels sinking into his flesh as she
stood looking down at him with one of her typical
arrogant expressions.
She walked up and down his body a few times, letting
her weight bare down on him with each step. She came
up to his face and started rubbing the sole of her
shoe up and down his nose squishing it flat and
smearing the dirt from her sole allover his face.
After a while she slipped off the high-heeled sandal
and started rubbing her sweaty bare foot in his face.
She particularly enjoyed rubbing his nose between her
toes; it felt like a massage.
As she forced his nose between her long slender toes,
he had to smell the sweat that had accumulated during
the hours of shopping she had done earlier. As she
grew board torturing his nose, she started farcing her
toes between his lips into his mouth.
He realized what she wanted and opened his mouth to
receive her sweaty little toes. He swirled his toung
around her toes, swabbing out all the sweat and bits
of dirt between them. Her sweat tasted salty and her
feet were so well taken care of that it was actually a
very pleasant task.
She just stood there on him, with her hands on her
hips. Her eyes were closed with her head tilted back.
There was a smirk of pure contentment on her face. He
could see she was really enjoying the oral foot
massage his toung was giving her as she moaned a
little with pleasure.
After a while she seamed to come back to reality. She
removed her foot from his mouth saying "Ahhhh... That
feels much better"
After slipping her heels back on she had him hold out
his toung. She then drug her dusty soles across it
cleaning quickly cleaning off all the crap she had
walked trough.
When she was done she just walked off down the carpet
smiling, in a much better mood than before.
He heard the sound of footsteps approaching and turned
to see Jenny McCarthy tromping up the driveway, in a
pair of black sandals with low heels.
Jenny knew all about trampling and domination, when
she saw the human rug laid out before her, she just
thought it was cool.
She walked up to his side, looking down at him with a
playful smile.
She lifted up her shoe, showing him a muddy sole. She
had been forced to walk at the muddy edge of the
driveway because the cars were backing up.
Now her soles were covered in muck.
She stepped up on his stomach, wiping her dirty soles
back and forth on him.
"Boy sure is neat finding a rug when I need one" she
laughed.
She turned around and stepped up on his chest, right
in front of his face.
Smiling down at him with a mischievous grin, she began
waving her dirty sole back and forth over his face.
"Open wide" she cooed.
As he opened his mouth forced her filthy heel in his
mouth. He figured she wanted him to clean them, so he
wrapped his lips around the muddy heel and began
sucking off all the muck. He could feel little bits of
grass and gritty mud come off on his toung. After he
had cleaned her heel, she made him stick out his
toung. With his toung out she used it like a doormat
dragging the filthy sole of her shoe across it over
and over.
It gave her an evil pleasure, seeing his toung turn
black, from all the dirt on her shoe. She scrunched up
her nose as she watched him swallow down the gritty
crap. She then made him perform the same degrading
service too her other shoe.
She slipped her sweaty foot out of her shoe, and began
wiggling her little toes right under his nose. She
started pinching his nose between her sweaty toes. She
loved twisting and playing with his nose.
Her toes found their way down to his mouth. She used
her toe to rub his lips and then pry them open. Soon
she had forced her toes into him mouth.
"Yea baby... Suck those toes" she teased.
As he sucked on her salty little toes, she liked
playing with his toung, trapping it between her toes
and scratching it with her toenail. She loved the
feeling on her toes, as she had him clean out all the
sweat and grime in-between.
After he had sucked and licked all the sweat and gunk
off her cute toes, She had him stick out his toung
again. She used his toung to wipe her sweaty, dusty
sole clean.
After making him clean both of her sweaty feet, she
started slapping his face with her soles, teasing and
taunting him. She stepped up on his face squishing his
nose under her soles.
"Do you like being under my feet little man" she
teased as she stood on his face, laughing.
After she grew tired of stepping all over his face,
she put her sandals back on, and gave his face a good
slap with the sole of her shoe.
"Thanks for the memories slave" she laughed stepping
up on his face spinning around and tromping off
towards the house.
He could see she was jumping from person to person on
along the human rug. She particularly liked stepping
on their faces, he could tell by the way she laughed
as she bore down on them smashing their noses flat
with her soles.
He could hear her laughing all the way to the front
door.
Red Carpet p. II
He didn't have long to rest from Jenny before a group
of models came walking up the driveway together. They
were giggling and whispering to each other as they
looked at him, while they walked towards him.
The girl in the front hardly paused a moment before
she put her high heel shod foot on his stomach and
stepped up. She didn't care how she stepped, placing
most of her weight on her heel, causing him to yelp in
pain. The other girls just covered their mouths and
giggled. They all stared and watched closely as she
walked all over his body in her sharp heels.
After walking all over him she stepped over to the
next person and turned around looking back at her
girlfriends. The next two girls stepped up together;
smirking down at him while their high heels sank into
his flesh.
Then the first girl turned back around and headed for
the house. It seemed like all the girls were getting
on him at once. He felt their heels allover his body,
there were so many he couldn't even keep count. The
girls became a blur as they streamed across him,
giggling and looking down at him with smiling as they
passed by. Some of them even blew him a kiss as they
ground their heels into his flesh.
After they all passed he was barely conscious, the
feeling of all the girls in their heels walking on him
all at once was so intense. He felt like he was in a
dream state.
He didn't have long to recuperate before he heard the
hard click clack of footsteps on the concrete. He
looked over and saw Sarah Michelle Gellar walking
towards him, in a pair of shiny black leather boots.
She had on a skin-tight black mini-skirt with matching
top and had on a black leather jacket that matched her
boots. She was dressed all in black except for the
gold cross around her neck and the dark red color she
wore on her nails and lips.
As she walked over she stopped for a moment and looked
him over coolly with an amused expression on her face.
Sarah Michelle Gellar had always loved playing a total
bitch. It had been a while since she had been able to
play an aggressive character and really kick some ass.
She was really in need of a way to vent.
As she walked over to his side, she had a cool thin
smile on her lips as she looked down at him with her
sparkling eyes.
He was taken by surprise; all of a sudden he felt the
cold toe of her boot in his side, causing him to let
out an involuntary groan. The sound was hardly out of
his mouth when he felt her standing on his chest.
She had jumped and landed on his chest so quickly he
didn't realize it until she was standing on him
laughing down at him.
"You've still got it girl" she said to her self.
She stomped and jumped around all over his body,
letting each blow sink in.
She liked to alternate between gentle and hard
stomping, repeatedly stomping his stomach, chest and
groin.
She had exhausted him nearly forced all the air out of
his lungs, when she finally stopped. He felt her
walking up his chest. In a flash the sole of her boot
was in his face, millimeters from his nose.
She loved the startled look on his face. She had
developed the ability to kick with incredible speed
and precision after years of fight scenes on "Buffy".
She stepped up with her hard boot soles right on his
face.
He could feel her dirty soles squashing his face as
she stood with her full weight bearing down on his
head. She just stood there laughing with her arms
raised in victory imaging she was vanquishing this
loser in front of her adoring fans.
After she had stood on his face for several minutes
posing, she jumped down onto his chest. When she
looked down at his face and saw that it had gotten
quite dirty from the dirt on her boots. She remembered
hearing the servants talking about some of the
humiliating things the other guest had done to these
people. She certainly wasn't going to be out done she
mused.
With an imperial smile she presented her dirty boot
sole to his face.
As he looked up and saw her dirty sole hovering over
his face, he heard her bark out "Well I think you know
what to do, Loser"
He extended his toung and began lapping away the dirt
and grim that had accumulated on her sole.
She just stood up there with hands on her hips,
standing on his chest, looking down at him with a
regal smile on her beautiful face.
She couldn't believe how much fun this was, she had
never had a role were she had been able to degrade
someone like this. She even got to thinking how much
fun it would to degrade a famous celebrity like this
in a movie.
She made him lick both her dirty boot-soles clean. He
had to swallow down all sorts of sandy grit and bits
of grass, as she stood up there, eyes glazed over,
fantasizing about all the things she could do to her
co-stars.
After he had completed cleaning her boots and had made
the soles shine; it just made her realize how dirty
and sweaty her bare feet felt in these tight boots.
Balancing on one foot, standing his stomach, she
lifted up her boot and slipped it off of her hot tired
foot. As she brought her sweaty bare foot down to his
face the smell was unbelievable. She had been wearing
those tight leather boots for many hours now, and her
feet were literally soaking wet with her sweat.
She hovered her foot over his mouth, she didn't want
any of the dirt on his face to get on her foot. She
ordered him to give her sweaty foot a good licking.
As he licked her foot he could taste the salty-sour
flavor of her sweat, it kind of reminded him of
oriental food.
She wiggled her toes, forcing him to lick out the
slimy sweaty bits between her toes. She loved to watch
him forced to swallow it all down.
She moaned with pleasure as she forced him to suck on
each of her sweaty toes.
"This is great... I could have the sexiest men in
Hollywood licking my feet right on the big Screen" she
was thinking.
She spent several more minutes having him lick both
her sweaty feet, lapping at her soles, licking between
her toes and sucking them, until they felt so much
cooler and refreshed.
After she put her boots back on she just walked off
towards the house.
He noticed that she didn't pay attention to the people
she stepped on to get there. She was to busy
daydreaming about an actor she had always despised,
being forced to worship her feet in front of everyone.
As turned his attention back to the driveway he saw
two girls he recognized them as figure-skaters but
didn't remember there names. One of the girls was
laughing and pointing at him as they approached.
Wearing glamorous evening gowns they both didn't miss
a beat, they stepped up on his body with their slender
high heels. One girl lifted her foot and struck a pose
that looked like a classic figure-skating move, while
standing on his chest, causing the other girl to
laugh.
They both walked on regally to the front door. One of
the girls looked backed and waved at him, smiling.
After the girls left he heard irregular footsteps like
someone stumbling along. He looked over and saw
Shannen Doherty dressed in a dark dress and black
boots. She had been out partying earlier and you could
easily tell she had been drinking.
When she saw him lying there her eyes lit up and a
smile crept across her face. She walked over, swaying
a bit from the alcohol.
She lifted her foot and slammed it down on his
stomach, laughing.
The first time she tried to step up she slipped off.
It took a couple of tries to get balanced on his
stomach and chest. He heard her mumble something like
"Top of the world" "Top of the world", as she stumbled
around on his chest, stomach and crotch.
She stepped over on his chest, right up in front of
his face. She smiled dawn at him, laughing as she used
her boot to play with his face, rubbing his nose back
and forth under her dirty sole and grinding her heel
down on his mouth. She kept saying "Hey rug-man...
Hey little Rug... Little rug" laughing as she stepped
down heavily on his face.
"Clean my boot Rug" She laughed waving her boot over
his face.
As he stuck out his toung and began licking off the
filth from her sole, She was a little surprised at
first, but then grew really excited.
As he lapped at her dirty boot sole, he could taste
the sweetness of the spilt drinks she had stepped in
earlier at the club she partied at, mixed with the
dirt, grim and bits of grass, her soles had picked up.
She stumbled back laughing, as she watched his face,
while he swallowed down all this filth.
She squatted down on his chest and leaned over his
face, smiling down at him. "Open wide..." she harped.
When he had opened his mouth she spat a large wad of
spit right in his mouth, and nearly fell back
laughing, as he swallowed it down.
As she was getting up stumbled around and stomped down
pretty hard on the side of his face. She started
jumping around all over his chest, stomach, groin and
thighs. He could feel the wind being knocked out of
him as she jumped over and over again pounding her
hard soles into his body.
She kept jumping until a couple of servants saw that
she was swaying back and forth as she jumped. They
were worried she might fall. They came over and told
her she looked like she needed to have a seat and
rest. When they went to try and help her walk up to
the house, she shrugged them off and yelled "I can do
it... I can walk".
She walked off to the main door, staggering a bit
along the way, as each footstep came down hard on the
people forming the carpet beneath her.
He could hear her chuckling all the way to the door,
as she looked down seeing all the people, she was
walking on.
Red Carpet p. III
It had been several minutes and he had only had a
couple of girls walk across him since shannen worked
him over so well. There had only been a few models
that giggled and smiled as they walked across his
chest and stomach.
His mind had begun to wander when he heard yet another
set of heels approaching. He looked over to see Kelly
Ripa walking towards him. She had on a pair of gold
open-toed sandal heels that flopped loosely against
her bare heels.
She had always had a dominant streak in her
personally. That's probably why she had been chosen to
co-host with Regis his daytime talk show; it seemed he
always got along best with women who were bossy and
dominant. She also loved playing the arrogant bossy
starlet sister on "Hope & Faith".
It didn't really seem that unusual to her to walk on a
person or even this whole group forming a rug on the
ground, before her. She thought it would be fun as she
looked down at him grinning.
She stepped up and place one of her heels on his
stomach, looking down at him, giggling, she began
twisting her heel back and forth on his belly.
Suddenly she stepped up full weight forcing, causing
him to wince as the air was forced out of lungs.
She turned around walking up to his chest facing him,
and lifted her high-heeled foot up over his mouth. She
smiled down at him mischievously, as she lowered the
sole of her shoe to his mouth and rubbed the sole back
and forth on his lips.
He kissed her sole a couple of times and then opened
his mouth. As he stuck out his toung she smiled and
began dragging her dirty sole on his toung, using his
toung to clean off all the dirt that had accumulated
on the sole of her gold sandal.
After having him lick both of her dirty soles clean
she playfully stuck out her toung at him and went
walking on the human rug the rest of the way up to the
door, laughing all the way.
He looked back towards the driveway and saw tennis
star Anna Kournikova approaching with a smirk on her
face. She had seen him licking the soles of Kelly
Ripa's shoes, and wanted to have him lick hers as
well.
She was wearing a tight form-fitting black top over a
short black skirt with a little gold belt around her
waist. On her feet was a pair of open toed platform
sandals: they were black and had little gold buckles
on the straps that matched her belt.
As she walked up to his side her cell-phone rang; as
she answered she continued walking up to him and
stepped up on his chest. She turned facing him and
raised her platform shoe over his face presenting him
with a really dirty sole. She had been forced to step
off the pavement onto the dirty ground, because of all
the backed up traffic on the driveway.
He looked closely at her sole; it was coated with mud
and little blades of grass. She lowered her shoe
closer to his mouth: it was clear that she expected
him to lick this crap off the soles of her shoes. He
stuck out his toung and began lapping the grimy mud
off the sole.
She just stood there on his chest with her dirty shoe
in his face, looking off into the distance, chatting
away on her cell-phone, as he used his toung to lick
away all the filth from her dirty sole.
She was engrossed in her conversation and paid no
notice to him as slaved away below her. She only
paused a moment and glanced down as she switched shoes
so he could clean her other dirty shoe. She went right
back to gabbing on her phone and ignored him as he
struggled to swallow down the grimy crap from her
shoe. She just saw considered him to be something to
clean her dirty shoes, and didn't give it another
thought.
He spent many minutes lapping away the filth on her
soles and around the edges of her shoes. After awhile
she must have felt he was done, she lifted up her shoe
and turned up the sole, so she could see how well he
had cleaned it. Apparently she was satisfied because
she smiled and walked off to the front door, still
talking away on that phone, not paying any attention
to all those she stepped on along the way.
Jennifer Love Hewitt came tromping up to him smiling.
She had heard about this human carpet toy from the
servants. She was in a bubbly mood and was eager to
play. She was dressed in a low-cut short black dress.
On her feet she had on a pair of open-toed sandals
that showed off her little red painted toenails.
She was giggling a lot as she walked up to his side.
She burst out with a little shriek, laughing, as she
got used to balancing on his belly. She was amused at
how it felt to stand on his belly and how her feet
sank in.
She just giggled as she walked all over his body: she
really liked walking from one part of his body to the
next, feeling her shoes sink down into different parts
of his body.
She walked onto to his chest and lifted her foot out
of her sandal and brought it up to his nose. Giggling,
she clamped her big and second toe around his nose,
forcing him to smell in-between her toes. It smelled
really good with the smell of her sweat mixed with the
odor of her soap. She played with his nose twisting it
and rolling it with her toes.
She started rubbing her big toe on his lips. As her
toe went slowly back and forth, he opened his lips and
let her toe sink down into his mouth. Her eyes rolled
back and an exaggerated smile formed on her face, as
he swirled his toung around her toe. He enjoyed the
salty flavor of her sweat.
She pulled out her big toe with a little pop, and
inserted her next toe, allowing him the honor of
sucking on it to. She did this with of her other toes
until he had sucked on them all.
After he had sucked all her toes on both feet, she
began pressing down with her sole on his nose
squashing it flat against his face. As felt her bare
heel above his mouth he let out his toung and lapped
at her heel. Realizing how good it felt, Jennifer drug
her foot along on his toung, letting it massage the
whole length of her sweaty sole. She spent several
minutes allowing him to lick both of her soles. As his
toung reached her toes he used it to swab between
them, cleaning and massaging every part of her feet.
All this attention felt so good on her tired feet that
she had grown quite and had her eyes closed. She was
gently swaying and he felt her shiver with pleasure as
she removed her foot from his mouth and put back on
her shoes.
Her knees felt a little week and she knew she had to
sit down quick.
He saw her stager a bit as she walked up to the front
door.
Red Carpet p.IV
He had been lying there for quite while, until
Catherine Zeta-Jones walked up. She was wearing a
sleek, silky, black dress that really enhanced her
bust. Her red painted toes were in a pair of shiny
silver heels.
She came up to his side, with an amused expression on
her face. She had heard about the human carpet; and
that she could even have the people lick her shoes.
She was really excited to try it out!
She wasn't the least bit hesitant; She stepped up on
his chest and stomach rather hard. She began grinding
her heels all over his body. One of her heels found
its way into his belly button. She twisted her heel in
this sensitive spot, causing him to shudder and shake
a little.
She walked up his chest, she had her arms crossed and
looked down at him with an eyebrow raised. She lifted
one of her shiny silver sandal-heels up to him mouth;
making it clear to him exactly what she wanted.
He let out his toung, and licked the dusty sole of her
high heel shoe. She had him lick both dirty soles
clean, as she looked down at him arrogantly, from
above. She would twist the sole on his toung, forcing
every little bit of grime off her shoes.
After a while she started growing a little board, and
when a friend called out to her from the door, she
just stomped off regally towards the party, not giving
him or the others another thought.
After a few more minutes with only a couple of
giggling nameless models tromping across him, he spied
Jennifer Aniston walking up the driveway towards him.
She was dressed in a kind of flowing summer dress with
a pair of wedge-sandals on her brightly painted feet.
She had been out all day, shopping and playing at the
beach, trying to cheer herself up. As she was walking
up, she perked right up when she saw him lying there
on the ground.
She had a weird smile on her face as she looked down
at him; suddenly she hopped up on his chest, knocking
the wind out of him. She was laughing and generally
having a ball as she stomped all over his chest and
stomach.
He could feel the soles of her shoes coming down hard
all over his body. She really seamed to enjoy jumping
up and down, landing on his crotch and stomach. She
wore a sadistic smile and he could hear her mumbling
to herself as she worked up a sweat jumping and
stomping on him.
His whole body was beginning to ache and he thought he
would die, when she finally grew tired and stopped to
rest, on his chest.
She looked down and saw that she had left dirty
footprints all over his clothes and body. She smiled
down at him wickedly, and lifted one of her dirty
shoes up to his mouth.
He looked up and saw her sole was covered in mud and
filth. Letting out his toung he licked up the grime
and mud gratefully, he was just glad she wasn't still
jumping up and down. He could tell by the large grin
on her face that she really enjoyed watching him
swallow all this filthy crap. She adjusted her foot,
and pressed it down on his toung, forcing him to lick
off all the patches of dirt on her shoe.
Jennifer Aniston was so entranced with, forcing him to
suck on her filthy shoe; she didn't even notice
Angelina Jolie, until she heard the loud clicks of
Angelina's tall black boots a few feet away. When
Jennifer looked over and saw her, she had a look of
distaste spread across her face.
Angelina Jolie didn't look any more pleased than
Jennifer. She gave her a look of disgust and then
looked down and saw him and smiled wickedly. Angelina
came over and tried to step up on the rug. Jennifer
stomped over blocking her from being able to get up on
his chest, staring her down. Angelina tried going
around her, but Jennifer jumped over on his crotch,
blocking her way.
When Jennifer came down on his crotch he made a funny
loud noise. Angelina Jolie looked down smiling and
gave him a playful kick in the side. Jennifer laughed
and thought the sound was funny; she started jumping
up and down on his chest trying to cause him to make
the sound again.
Angelina Jolie said "that's not how you did it" and
hopped up on his groin area and started jumping up and
down, like she was on a trampoline.
Jennifer kept jumping up and down on his chest and
stomach as Angelina Jolie jumped and stomped on his
crotch.
They were laughing and smiling at each other; they
even joined hands and jumped up together, knocking the
wind right out of him. They just kept jumping and
giggling, working up quite a sweat. He was growing
very nauseous beneath them, as their footwear pounded
down onto him. Angelina Jolie's hard boot soles were
really difficult to bare, as they pounded into his
flesh. He was vary relived when they grew tired and
stopped to rest.
Jennifer Aniston went back to making him lick her
filthy shoes. While she was making him lick the other
dirty sole, Angelina Jolie watched over her shoulder,
giggling as he swallowed down the filth. Angelina grew
board just watching, and wanted in on the action. "Let
me do mine, there even dirtier than yours" Angelina
said. Jennifer looked down at Angelina Jolie's boots
and saw they were absolutely filthy. She smiled back
at her wickedly and said "sure go right ahead"
Jennifer was having so much fun seeing this loser
degraded she didn't even care who was doing the
degrading.
Angelina Jolie stepped in front of Jennifer, up onto
his chest. She smiled down at him evilly as she held
her boot over his face, showing him the dirty sole
caked in mud. She had been forced to walk off the
pavement trough a big muddy puddle.
When she held her boot down to his lips, he let out
his toung and began lapping away the mud from her
sole. Her boots had lug soles, with caused him to have
to use the tip of his toung to scoop out the mud in
the crevasses.
Jennifer and Angelina both watched, smiling evilly as
he had to swallow the large amounts of mud from her
boot.
As Angelina Jolie forced him to lick her other boot
clean, Jennifer had stepped over onto the person next
to him, she was standing right next to his head and
than she slipped off her wedge-sandal shoe. She
started rubbing her bare smelly toes right on his nose
as he continued licking Angelina Jolie's filthy boot
sole. They laughed as he was forced to smell her
stinky feet.
Angelina Jolie had a bright smile and said " I bet
mine REALLY stink".
She bent down and started taking off one of her boots.
As she pulled her bare foot out of her boot he could
see it was literally gleaming with sweat.
Soon her foot was hovering right over his nose; it
smelled so strong he couldn't believe it, it made him
dizzy. She brought it down on his nose, rubbing it all
over his face. Both girls had fun rubbing their feet
all over his face and making him smell in between
their toes. They then took turns forcing their toes in
is mouth and making him suck them clean. He couldn't
believe how sweaty Angelina Jolie's feet were, and how
much sweat he had to lick off. They both loved having
him lick out the grime between their toes. Jennifer
had a lot of gritty sand from the beach, between her
toes and on her soles.
Jennifer and Angelina Jolie were having a ball,
forcing him to lick their dirty, sweaty feet and even
taking turns standing on his face. They were laughing
at how their feet distorted his face as they took
turns standing on it. He thought it would never end,
they kept on sticking their sweaty feet in his mouth
and standing on his head and mashing his nose.
Angelina Jolie started spiting in his mouth and
Jennifer followed her lead, Spiting in large wads of
her own. It was like they got into a contest over who
could degrade him the most.
The two women were smiling and laughing with each
other. Jennifer was having so much fun she wasn't even
mad anymore. They both put their shoes and boots back
on, and joined hands on his chest and stomach.
He had a feeling he knew what was coming next. They
both jumped up as high as they could and came down
landing on his chest and stomach, knocking all the
breath out of him; he thought he was going to puke.
They both walked off to the house, arms around each
other, laughing; leaving him withering on the ground,
clutching his gut.
Part V