Saturday, July 9, 2011

Scary Slave Session


Scary Slave Session
By Author Unknown
Michelle was wearing a pair of loose fitting cotton gym shorts with T-shirt and pair of white socks, and old tennis shoes. It was a very hot and humid day and Michelle looked like she was ready to kick someone’s ass. As it turned out it would soon be her slave eddie. She ordered him to strip to his boxers and lay flat on his stomach. For the next hour and a half he was not to speak a word or the session would be over. Slave eddie never saw her like this and he felt scared, she had always been timid with him, maybe she would really let him have it. As soon as he got to the ground not a second had passed before he felt her jump with both feet onto his back while she was still wearing her tennis shoes. She sneered down to him, "You said you wanted sweaty well lets make them sweaty, I have been in these same socks for 3 straight days, running and working now going to make them just a bit more wet for your pathetic face by running a few laps on your back!!" She was actually running up and down on his back and stepping on his head on occasion in her old run down sneakers. She was actually giggling. He believed at his pain and suffering she was having a great time. She ran like that for a good 10 minutes, for her slave it seemed like an hour. She kept getting off his back and jumping with both feet in the air and landing and jumping around, twisting, jumping and running, getting off and redoing the whole thing all over again. She ordered him now over onto his back and she looked and him long and hard and then, out of nowhere, spat into his lowly pathetic face. He was shocked, she just laughed. She sat down hard on his chest facing him and using the top of his head pried off each shoe. The smell was powerful. She took one of the shoes and placed it over his nose and ordered him to sniff. He tried to turn his head but that just angered Michelle and she reached around punched his balls. He ordered him to sniff again and this time he did it without reservation. Michelle leaned back having enjoyed him sniffing her ratty old sneakers for a good minute, plopped both of her feet hard onto his face. Smearing her spit and foot sweat all into his face. She reclined on him as if he were furniture which in a way that is all what this lowly slave was for. She kept rubbing her feet all over his face mocking him and saying that she could use him for her toilet if she so desired. She soon decided it was time to make the slave suffer some more. Michelle ordered her slave back onto his stomach and before he did she wanted to make sure she did not hear any noise she took off both still wet socks and told her slave not to move. She went into the bathroom and the slave thought he heard water running but Michelle came out with this evil grin and said I have a treat for you. Michelle ordered her slave to open his pathetic mouth but by this time he could smell the urine on the socks and refused to open. Michelle clenched her fist and punched into her slaves balls two times really hard, it forced the slave eddie’s mouth open and Michelle smiled and spat directly into his mouth and forced both socks deep into his mouth and warned him not to spit them out. At first it was not bad for the slave not much of Michelle’s pee went down his throat but she orded him back onto his stomach and immediately stood on his head and face, squishing his cheeks so the pee would come out of the socks and down his throat. Here he was underneath a beautiful women with her foot sweat, spit and pee all running down his throat and there was nothing he could do about it. Michelle walked all over her slave now standing sometimes for 2 or 3 minutes straight on the side of his head. Michelle would get off him and would kick him in the sides. She decided to have some more fun and had him stand up and hit him right in the gut, knee him in the gut, hit him, knee him. Michelle was giggling like a schoolgirl, and her slave could not make a sound with the socks wedged deep in his mouth. Michelle hit her lowly slave for a good 10 minutes and he finally fell from exhaustion. Michelle rolled him over on his back and stepped onto his stomach and drank some water, saying that she feels like she has to pee again soon, might as well get it directly from the source this time. Slave’s eyes grew wide; she could not be serious, could she. Sand spat into his pathetic face again. She ordered the slave to move quickly onto the couch and lay face up. She picked up a magazine and proceeded to sit squarely on the slave’s nose, facing his feet so all of her weight was upon his face. The difference this time from before is with these loose shorts his nose went right up her butt crack, she leaned back and said, that maybe she should not have eaten at Taco Bell. With that she farted right into his nose. She laughed loud and bounced hard on his face. She decided it was time to get comfortable, Michelle stretched out and began to read not caring about the worthless piece of trash beneath her. The slave was running out of breath and the air he could breath was from her butt crack and smell was making him dizzy. She would push up every couple of minutes and the slave would suck in as much air as possible. Then she would slam her beautiful rear end back down on his face leaving him in total darkness. As she was reading and sitting on his face she would slam her fist into his stomach and Michelle love the way it made him grunt and breath in more of her scent. She could not believe this worthless worm was paying her for this. Michelle got restless and began to squirm around laying all different ways on her slave’s body. She had every area of her body one-time ore another smothering the slave’s face. Michelle felt like walking again. She pride the soaked socks out of his mouth, she stood up on his chest and began to walk in place. Stepping right onto his face. Forcing his mouth open she shoved half of her foot into his mouth, pushing deep and pulling out, pushing deep and pulling out. She then started to march all on top of his stomach and chest and face. Standing on his face as if she was standing on flat ground. She did not care about him what soever, as long as she was enjoying this.
Finally the time expired; the slave would be sore for quite some time but Michelle sure felt better.
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