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**I’m going to tell you a fantastic story I had with Kazumi.
She’s a very special girl. The first day she arrived at school, she immediatly perceived my footfetish. During the curses, I couldn’t see anything else than her barefoot shoeplay. That made her enrage. So at the end of the day, she trapped me in the empty classroom, she let me worship her feet and trampled me brutally with her bare feet during several minutes. I suffered a lot, and kept a respectful distance from her. (see sta.sh/01mgqriwf62z)
But I still was attracted by her, I wanted her to bully me with her feet again !
In the classroom, she managed to find her seat under my sight. Then she’s always shoeplaying, feigning indifference. And I always loose my means, I don’t even listen to the curses, my results are catastrophic. Actually she tortures me. And she’s got always that sadistic little smile, she likes that obviously… The teacher bawls me out regularly : « hey, where are you ? Are you dreaming ? Your results are awful, it isn’t enough for you ? You’re behaving like an idiot ! » The whole class is laughing, and Kazumi throws me a piercing glance, her smile being more cruel than ever.
Now it’s the end of the year. We prepared a theater piece in which Kazumi plays the role of a maid with a very cute outfit. I’m playing the role of a little groom, a bit dumbo. This is completely accidental, but we’ve got a scene together. She has got to insult me because I made some mistakes in the service. It durates 1 or 2 minutes, but she has to talk to me very hard and treat me as a nut. I’m kneeling in front of her and mumbling « please, sorry, sorry ». Every time we rehearse this scene, I feel a very strong conviction inside her insults, I feel a real intention to humiliate me. But -I’m ashamed to say that- I always enjoy it…
At the moment represented on the pic, we’re waiting for the time of the representation. The girls sit down in comfortable seats, and we’re on common chairs with another boy. I found a place just in front of Kazumi. I’m starring at her. Suddenly she moves her feet in a special way, poses them flat on the floor. Then she lifts her heels and I can see the heel popping out of both loafers. She slightly shakes her feet and slips them out of the shoes. I’m clouded. I love her outfit and the white long stockings make me dream. When I see her feet, I almost faint. I’d like to do one and only thing : to fall down at Kazumi’s feet and kiss them. As usual, she’s feigning indifference and is tapping on her tablet. But she knows what I’m feeling and begins to play with one loafer, lifting and letting it down with her toes .I can’t stand it any longer. I kneel vehemently, very excited, I’m only seeing Kazumi’s feet, nothing else. I bring my mouth close to her feet, and, surprised, she says,« hah ! ».
« Are you mad ?? What are you doing ? » From this moment on, all happens very fast. I hear giggles from the other girl, and I feel Kazumi’s foot pushing me strongly on the floor. She stands up suddenly. « I’ll trample you, if it’s what you wish, bastard ! » And, the expected moment of the whole year happens : she climbs on my back and marches insistently on it. I’m moaning in suffering but I’m in heaven. I hear the other girl : « hey, wait ! I’m coming ! » « me too » says the other boy. I hear them taking off their shoes *slip, tack, spock* and running at me with a nice barefoot noise on the floor. I see quickly the boy’s feet, he took off his socks too ! And after a few seconds, they’re all on my back, my legs, my arms and trample me, laughing quite loudly. If I had a full house on my body, it would not hurt me more ! I can hardly breath, and I’m feeling the six feet pounding me like hammers ! After a short while, they suddenly go away from my back. « Hey, the teacher’s coming. Quick !» They get back quickly at their seats, taking in their shoes as fast as possible.
I remain lying on the floor, watching at the teacher’s shoes. She says sharply : « What are you doing here ? You’re not loosing an occasion for being ridiculous ! Stand up, right now ! No, wait a minute ! » Surrealistic : she removes her stiletto, poses her nylon foot on my back and pressures it quite hard « aah !! ». « that’s your punishment and now stand up ! » she says taking on her stiletto back. The others laughs. I feel humiliated but…happy for having been underneath the feet of each present person here !**