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I’ve been out of town for several days know with Pat a co worker of mine the whole time we were out of town his wife and him fought on the phone, what I could tell is she wanted to try something new and Pat was freaked out about the hole idea of even trying it.
I tried to talk to him but he didn’t want to talk about it so I left it alone until we came home and his Melissa was waiting in the parking lot and she looked pissed off.
When Pat got out of the car she started complaining to him how he was a scared baby afraid to try anything new.
Pat and her continued for several minutes until I got out of the car and grabbed my bag, Franny you’re an open minded person wouldn’t you want to try something new in your relationship if your girlfriend wanted too, Melissa put me on the spot?

The Special Red Carpet

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.

Weekend Play

When Bethany woke up latter that morning, she realized she had sleep in quite late. She was really glad when she realized it was Saturday and the bank would be closed today. The pampering she had received trough the night had left her feeling like a new person.

She got up quickly tromped of to the bathroom to get ready, she was really excited to get out and enjoy the weekend. As she left the room she called back ordering her little slave to get started on breakfast and hurry.

He hurried into the kitchen to make the girls all their favorite breakfast foods. He made bacon, eggs, country ham, grits and fresh fruit and of course coffee and juice. He made just about everything he could think of, knowing how they loved to be served a buffet like in a hotel or spa.

Sis comes home
As Lela inspected her now clean flip-flops, they heard the sound of a key opening the front door. Jennifer smiled down at him and said “sounds like sis is home” “I think she’ll need a doormat, don’t you?”

After all the girls removed their feet from his back, he sprang up and ran swiftly into the foyer. He then quickly lies down on the cold stone floor in front of the door, just in time as he heard the door open.

By the way she slammed the door, and the loud slap of her steps on the hard floor, he could tell she was in a bad mood. As she turned around and looked down at him, he saw an evil smirk on her lovely face.

Serving His Princess

Serving Her Friend

Kneeling at Gwen’s pretty young feet, he was
Kissing her toes tenderly with passion. He knew his princess who was watching would expect nothing less in treatment for her best friend.
She always enjoyed seeing her friends humiliate him and use her slave to serve their whims.

Gwen’s feet smelled of her sweat and the expensive leather of the boots that she wore all morning while shopping with his princess Jennifer.

Gwen loved to be worshiped. She had gotten used to being pampered in every short time.
She enjoyed every degrading moment she put him trough.

It was a fantastic day yesterday and I decided to invite a couple of female friends round for a barbeque. The girls have been good friends for a few years now but have no idea about my trample fetish. They turned up at the house together looking stunning Angela has dark hair and is 5’2” and around 115lbs (Size 36 foot). Donna is a blond, around 5’5” and is a little heavier at around 125” (Size 38”) Both girls have beautiful figures. Angela was wearing a pink top, blue denim shorts and pink flip flops with a sole about 2” thick. Donna was wearing a white t-shirt, white shorts and platform denim mules about 4” thick.

I had just sat down on the couch, hoping to catch the game.

I said goodbye to my wife, her mother & sister, and the rest of the women heading to the wedding shower. Finally….an afternoon all to myself!!

We lived on the ground floor of a house that we rented, with another family renting upstairs. Our door led out the back of the house onto a patio.

Well, just when I got comfortable….it happened. “JOE….come here quick!” I heard my wife calling for me from the patio. I got up and went over to the door. All 7 of the women were huddled on the patio, under the deck above them. It was soaking wet outside because it had rained for the past 12 hours straight.

This wasn't a whole lot of trample....but at the time it was HEAVEN!

When I was in 10th grade, I had detention from the music teacher. She was in her late twenties, with bright red hair, and an incredibly sexy body! What I loved about her is that she always walked around barefoot!!! Even during the day in the classroom.

Well, I used to always give her a hard time, just so she would pay attention to me, and occassionally give me detention.

This particular time, she was sorting the classroom while I sat on the floor watching her. I was on the other side of the room, and she was putting away sheets of music, etc. At one point, she had a couple things that had to go up on a high shelf. She stopped, and started to look around the room for something to step on. All of a sudden she looked at me and said "Okay, want to earn the right to leave early?" I said sure! She said "Get over here and lay down."

Lying under that shady oak in Hyde Park with my girlfreind, it was hard to believe I was in Central London. The "madding crowd" indeed seemed far as I lay on the grass, watching my girlfriends toes playing with her flip-flops. But the moment was too good to last. The sound of excited, angry voices shattered my tranquility and let us know that we had unintentionally wandered onto the edge of London's famed "Speaker's Corner". Some call it a "Shrine to Democracy and Tolerance", I call it a "nut-farm". For those of you unfamiliar with the place, Speaker's Corner is basically a section of Hyde Park where anyone, from Marxist advocaters to right-wing extremists can literally 'stand on a soapbox' and air their opinions to a crowd of supporters or heckelers.

It's great for guys like me to work in the police force. Women in uniform and the occasional forceful arrest with my female colleagues stamping out their authority by a 'knee on back' arrest. But what happened in April 2003 was way beyond my expectation. I was on patrol at about 2 o'clock in the morning, and trying to recall some of the stories that I remembered from Great Feet. It was a pretty lonely night on the highway - no partner and not many cars. Finally someone was above the speed limit. Luckily the driver had enough sense to stop at my siren.

As I stopped in front of my target, I realized that it was a woman this time. "It must a good night," I thought. I asked her, "Can I see your licence and registration please?"