My friend Raksha 3 min read

Hi I am from India and this my story. It all happened in school when I was sitting with a girl name Raksha. I had a huge crush on her because she is slim, tall and more beautiful than any other girl in my class.

I remember stepping on her feet quite a lot only to get my feet get stepped back by her. They only way to get your feet stepped on by any girl is to just step on her feet first and then watch her crush your feet to dust.

So one day we were learning about pressure in physics chapter and our teacher told us that sharp heels can cause more pain if stepped on compared to an elephant. I laughed and joked to the teacher that heel shoes doesn’t hurt that much and not anywhere near an elephant. My teacher then decided to have an experiment to demonstrate this concept.

Next day I saw Raksha carrying a pair of strappy 6 inch (15 cm) silver pencil heels to school. I didn’t expected what’s coming next. My teacher told me to come ahead and stand still and then call Raksha and Anjali, two cute girls of my class. Raksha was wearing those pencil heels and Anjali normal flat school shoes. My teacher told them both to step on my foot with all of their weight.

Anjali stepped first and it didn’t hurt at all.  But suddenly I felt my toe bone getting crushed.  It was then I realised Raksha was standing on the front part of my shoe with only her heel tip. Both of the girls leaned back and put all of their weight on my feet. I feel like my foot went numb as Raksha heel easily pierced my school shoe.  I looked at Raksha’s face and could easily see her enjoying every moment.

My female teacher then asked me “which one of them is hurting more?” For the sake of my respect I said “no one mam”. That’s when mam called “Raksha”. Raksha acknowledge and put both of her stilettos on my front part of my foot and leaned back lifting both toes and balancing only on the heel tips. She was using the teacher desk to balance and apply every ounce of her weight on my foot without mercy.

After 1 minute I cried and gave up and lifted my foot in pain dancing like an idiot with pain. The whole class laughed and mam jokingly said “you’re strong boy but you can’t win against girls especially when we wear our favourite weapons high heels”.

Raksha and I sat together on the last bench.  I was still limping like a pig. She didn’t remove her heels yet.

After some time she casually dropped her pen and asked me to picked it up. I bend down as soon I was about to pick it up she stamped her heel on my hand. I had to bite my tongue to endure all the pain watching her heel tip on my finger slowly getting deep.

Raksha smiled looking at me and I realised my deepest fantasy coming true. Suddenly mam called out “Raksha can you explain to the class why high heels exert more pressure on ground”.

“Yes mam” she said and stood up.  Now all her body weight was on her heel which was on my finger tip. She didn’t care and put pressure on that heel crushing my finger.

I could see her shifting her full weight slowly and my finger getting smaller and smaller, crushed under her spike heel.  Finally, with the help of desk, she managed to lift off her other foot and for a quick second apply all of her weight on my finger through just her one heel.  The pain was intense.

I bit my tongue so hard it bled as I hardly managed not to scream. I sat up gave her pen and showed what she and her favourite weapon high heels can do to a boy’s finger. She smiled and laughed knowing she did enough damage to me.

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