University Life Part 20 6 min read

Back at the flat I had lunch and started doing some more coursework for University. About an hour later Erin and Riah arrived back and came in to see how I was doing. “Did you have fun on your workout Erin”, asked smirking? “Yeah I know she sent you some pictures”, I said. Erin went through to the kitchen to make coffee and Riah sat on the sofa. I kept on working on my assignment and after a couple of seconds Riah snapped her fingers and said, “foot massage please”. I looked over at her pointing at her old black ballet flats and couldn’t resist. I closed my laptop and walked over and sat on the other end of the sofa as she put her feet in my lap. “You better give my flats a shine first,” she said pushing one shoe hard onto my cock. She held the other ballet flat up to my tongue and I licked the street grime off the sole. “There that’s better, isn’t it,” she said as she pressed the sole against my nose leaving a black mark on it. After a few more long strokes of my tongue on her sole, she rubbed it against my cheek and with not leaving a black streak on my face she seemed satisfied it was clean enough.

She lifted up the second shoe and said, “don’t forget this one”. I felt my tongue get coated in street grime as I lapped at the second sole. Erin walked back in with the coffee and laughed. “You’re insatiable, is there no end to your shoe licking lust”. I just shook my head laughing as I took off Riah’s ballet flat and pressed my nose against the damp insole and took a deep breath. Her flats were just the way old ballet flats should be. The insoles were heavily stained with sweat marks, hot and damp from her bare feet and smelled very strongly of vinegar. I was in heaven. Riah kicked me in the face with her bare foot and then ground my cock under her other shoe saying, “hey perv, that’s not getting my feet massaged.” I laughed and grabbed her bare foot, planting a big kiss on the sweaty sole and started massaging it with my fingers and tongue. “That’s much better,” she said smiling.

20 minutes later Riah was satisfied with my massage and looked at Erin saying “you want a turn?” “No I’m ok at the moment, I am thinking I haven’t christened my new boots yet though,” she said as she stamped the new Doc Martins I had bought her on the floor. I looked at her and said, “what do you have in mind.” “Lie down beside the wall, I want to mark your face.” I lay down next to the wall and Riah turned round so she could see what was happening as Erin stomped towards me in the platform Doc Martins.

She stepped up onto my chest and turned round and leaning back against the wall put one boot on my forehead and the other on my mouth. Rather than having the middle of her boots on my face so it was more the smooth part of the sole between the heel and the toe that was pressing into me she had the balls of her feet on my face so I was getting pressed deep into the treads of the boots. Despite Erin’s light weight, the brand new boots with their unforgiving heavy treads were causing tears to stream from my eyes. After a couple of minutes Erin said “come and stand on my feet babe.” A couple of seconds later I could see Riah holding onto Erin as she placed her bare foot on top of Erin’s Dr Martin that was on my forehead. The weight increased massively as Riah brought her other foot up standing on Erin’s toes. Now the pain was brutal as their full combined body weight drove the treads down into my face. They stood silently together on my face for a couple of minutes holding onto each other, both very still pressing their mark into me. “I’m not hurting your feet am I babes”, Riah said checking in with Erin. “No, you’re good doll. Not sore at all, these boots are amazing. I honestly can’t feel you ontop of me.” “That’s good then, lets see how long we can stand here.”

10 minutes passed although it felt like hours, my face felt like it was being destroyed under Erin’s boots when Riah said “you still ok.” “Yeah never better, honestly. You’re not hurting my feet at all.” “You can jump up and down on my toes if you like.” Riah laughed and said “what a great idea.” She started bouncing on Erin’s boots on my face and I thought my skull would explode. It was brutal. After a few bounces Riah felt more comfortable and said “you ok?” “Yeah honestly go for it”, replied Erin. Riah jumped off Erin’s boots and landed heavily back in place. I saw stars, I couldn’t believe this new wave of pain, I actually felt dizzy and sick. With the two of them having been digging the treads into the same spot on my face for the last 15 minutes the boots didn’t slip at all and Riah’s impact just drove them into my face deeper and deeper. “That wasn’t bad at all” said Erin and Riah jumped 5 more times landing in exactly the same spot. I felt bile in my throat as I desperately tried not to puke.
“Let’s see our artwork” Erin said as Riah stepped off her boots and Erin went to step off my face. Her boot treads were so deeply in my face that she actually had to unstick herself from my skin. With the release in pressure I actually felt euphoric for a moment at having been released from the torment. The two of them burst out laughing, “Oh my fucking god, go and look at your face.” I got up and walked into the bathroom to see the too deepest angriest looking treadmarks I’ve ever had on my face. They were so obviously shoe prints and couldn’t have been more dramatic looking if they had been drawn on with a Sharpie.

I walked back into the lounge and the two of them were still doubled up. Finally, they looked at me and said “fuck that looks so sore, are you ok?” “Yeah I’m fine, that was mad though I thought you were going to crush my skull when Riah started jumping.” “You have to come to the club tonight and let everyone see.” “Yeah sure I can come down later on,” I replied. Riah touched the treadmark on my forehead and said “I wonder how many of us could get on your face?” “At the same time?” I asked. “Yeah” said Riah. “Oh my god, we have to try that next time we are all together”, said Erin clapping her hands together.