The 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.

He didn't know any of them but he noticed most of them

were excited and were obviously here for the same

reason as him. Others looked nervous and

uncomfortable, and he figured they were here just for

the money.

All he knew was that all this had been arranged for a

very rich older socialite. She always enjoyed using

her vast amounts of inherited wealth to entertain the

hottest female celebrities. She had long had a fantasy

of creating a long red carpet formed of human beings.

The beautiful female celebrities would walk upon them

like they were just a bunch of lowly peasants.

She had this idea years ago: but only now did she have

the ability to pull it off. She had carefully watched

and studied the beautiful females as they danced and

mingled. Noting carefully how they treated her

servants, and which ones had a real attitude.

She used all this information to decide with ones she

knew would enjoy what she had planed. And also which

could be trusted not to go blabbing to the media. She

invited them all to what she called a "Female Power

Party" and said it would be something special they

would never forget.

Here it was the big night the food set, the house and

grounds were perfect, and most important her human

carpet was laid out ready and weighting.

He was just lying there looking up at the stars. He

was so excited he didn't feel cold even those he was

lying on the cold stone walkway. They had all only

been given a thin cushion to lay on.

He was daydreaming as to who these lovely ladies would

be when he heard the sounds of a limo pulling up the

driveway. Since he was positioned right by the

driveway he felt the vibration as the vehicle pulled

up.

As the door opened he saw emerge two lovely female

feet in a pair of black open toed sandals with thin

high heels. The straps covered in little diamonds

formed the shape of a hart on each foot.

As she fully emerged from the vehicle, he could

recognize her. It was the beautiful Alyssa Milano. She

was dressed in a sleek black dress that hung from her

shoulders by two thin spaghetti straps. It sparkled

with little black sequins and clung to her shapely

body.

She may have played a good witch on TV but she sure

looked wicked tonight he thought.

As she looked down and noticed him and the others all

lying along the walkway, she smiled and looked a

little surprised.

"What's all this" she asked the servant that opened

her door.

The servant answered that tonight his mistress wanted

all her favorite female friends to experience the true

pampering a goddess deserves.

Alyssa just laughed and said "Sounds like fun" "you

never know what she's going to do".

As he looked up at her a little star-struck, she

walked up next to him and smiling down at him, she

lifted up her foot. He felt the pressure of her shoe

resting on his stomach; it felt like she was checking

her balance. Suddenly she lifted her other foot

bearing all her weight down on him causing him to

wince. As he felt her thin heel sink down into his

stomach, he could hear her laughing above him.

She brought her other foot down on his chest, as she

shifted her weight it felt like her heel was going to

go right between his ribs. She just stood and twisted

and ground her heels into his chest and stomach.

Looking down at him, she was thinking how these people

must like this or they wouldn't be doing it. She

decided she'd walk heavily across each of them, and

have some real fun.

As she stepped from him to the next person and then

the next, he could hear her laughing as they grunted

and moaned trying to bear her weight.

As he watched her tromp from one person to the next,

he heard another vehicle coming down the drive and

wondered who would be next.

After the limo rolled up and the servant opened the

door. Out popped Mariah Carey. She was wearing a short

black skirt showing off her great legs and a white top

that sparkled with silver glitter that showed off her

breast. She was wearing a pair of silver satrapy

sandals on her feet over her red painted toes.

After the servant told her what was going on, Mariah

had no problem using them as her rug. She had become

quite spoiled, havening other people cater to her

every whim.

She walked up to his side in her shiny sandals with

sharp high heels.

She lifted her silver heel up and stepped up on his

chest with out even missing a step. She walked regally

across him letting her full weight sink down into his

flesh. She walked on them all as if it was normal and

she received this treatment all the time.

Cars were staring to back up. The next girl he saw

walk up was Christina Ricci. He remembered hearing on

some show that she had a little fetish for her own

feet and liked to smell them. She was wearing a kind

of dark colored pantsuit with shiny black slip-on

dress shoes on her feet.

As she walked up and saw him a smile spread across her

face. She stepped right up on his chest. She stood

there a moment just staring down at him with her arms

crossed, then he felt her weight shift as she slipped

her foot out of one of her shoes. He saw her bare foot

sparkling with sweat hovering over his face. She

wiggled he toes right over his nose. He could feel the

heat from her foot as it descended on his face. She

planted her foot right over his mouth and forced his

nose between her smelly toes. She was forcing him to

smell the strong odor of her sweat.

He could taste the sweat from her sole as it was

forced in his mouth.

She lifted her foot and kicked him in the nose telling

him to open his mouth. She had him hold out his toung

as she wiped the sole of her foot back and forth on

it, making him lick off her salty sweat. She would

pinch his toung between her toes, forcing him to lick

out the sour tasting sweat there. She switched feet

forcing him to provide the same service to the other

one.

After putting her shoes back on she just walked away

with a smile on her face like nothing happened.

Christina Ricci wasn't even out of site when he was

surprised to see Lindsay Lohan walk up wearing a black

bikini. She could never resist the beach and had come

straight from the local beach. She had just put a

matching wrap around the bikini bottom and came

straight here. She had a pair of black flip-flops with

a wedge heel on her sandy little feet.

When she had heard about the rug she thought it was a

little wired put decided to have some fun.

As she walked up to him, he was surprised at the cold

evil way she was looking at him. What he didn't know

was that she thought he resembled her father, who she

had a lot of hostility towards.

The next thing he knew she jumped up and landed hard

on his stomach.

She was sorry she didn't have her heels on, but

figured she could still hurt him if she jumped really

high. She keep jumping up and down as high as she

could. He was glad when she finely got tired and

stopped. She stamped down hard on his face "Open Up"

she yelled. She made him stick out his toung. She

pressed the sole of dirty flip-flop down on his toung,

dragging it back and forth forcing him to lick off the

gritty beach sand.

She kick the flip-flop off and stooped dawn picking it

up, she forced the insole down on his toung, using it

to clean of the salty crud that built up from the

frequent trips to the beach. She enjoyed the grimace

on his face, knowing how afoul it must taste,

considering she had never cleaned them.

She got so close to his face he could feel her hot

breath. She looked down at him with such an evil

frigid smile his blood ran cold. The flip-flop was

removed from his mouth. He saw her lean down over his

mouth, puckering her lips she spat a large glob of

spit right in his mouth. He had to admit that it

tasted sweet and wasn't that bad.

She hopped up and forced her dirty bare foot into his

mouth, making him suck the salty sweat off her toes.

She then had him swab his tongue between her toes and

lick out the grimy sand. After she made him do the

same to her other flip-flop and foot, she put her

flip-flops back on and stomped up on his head.

Standing full weight on his face she amused her self

by grinding and wiping her soles on his face, mashing

his nose. He could hear her mumbling, she sounded

angry and excited at the same time. She was so excited

she was shaking.

She soon grew tired and new she would have to sit down

soon. She went stomping off towards the house. He

could hear some of the others moan in pain as her

stomped down hard on them. She yell "SHUT UP ASSHOLES"

"Your were you all belong".

He hardly had time to recover before Jessica Alba

walked up. She was wearing a plush black top over a

long white skirt and had black leather boots on her

feet.

Jessica Alba walked over with her trademark smile on

her lips. She had seen a little of Lindsay's little

performance and was quite amused. She felt some of her

frustrations bubble up the surface. She had always

loved doing the fighting scenes in movies were she got

to kick ass, but it was all so fake. Seeing Lindsay's

little show made her wonder what it would be like to

really grind someone into the ground.

She was so quick the next thing he knew her boot heels

wear digging into his chest, and she was grinning down

at him. She leaned back on her heels just to see the

grimace on his face. Laughing she stepped up on his

face.

He could feel little granules of gravel on her soles

as she ground her boot soles into his face. It seemed

like she was standing up there forever before she

finally stepped down off his face. She heavily walked

down his body to his crouch. She just stood there

grinning as she watched him straining to bare her

weight.

Soon she started jumping up and down. He thought his

guts might burst, her boots were pounding into him so

hard. Finely she grew board and stomped off towards

the house. He could hear her laughing as she stomped

down on a woman's breast as she went inside.

As he turned his head back to the driveway he saw the

Olsen girls trotting his way. He was one of the people

who could never tell or remember which was which. One

was wearing a long white silky dress and the other had

on a black silky dress, they both had on platform

sandals that showed off their all-natural unpainted

toes.

One of the girls jumped up on his stomach her sister

followed stepping up on his head. They both stomped

around on him, looking down laughing and smiling as

they hoped from part to part on his body. They were

like a blur. He couldn't keep track of them, he would

be focused on one girl and then the other girls shoe

would slam down on his face, taking him by surprise.

Growing board they both ran along the carpet back in

forth jumping from person to person. They seamed to

love to hear the sounds the people made when they

stomped down on them. One of the girls took particular

pleasure in jumping from one person's head to another

all along their human rug.

He could still hear the squeals of laughter from the

Olsen's as he saw Paris Hilton strutting up to his

side. She wearing a slinky black dress with matching

heels.

Paris was so used to having the world at her feet, she

didn't think the human rug laid out before her was

weird at all.

She just mumbled "About Time" and stepped up on his

chest.

He could feel her heels sinking into his flesh as she

stood looking down at him with one of her typical

arrogant expressions.

She walked up and down his body a few times, letting

her weight bare down on him with each step. She came

up to his face and started rubbing the sole of her

shoe up and down his nose squishing it flat and

smearing the dirt from her sole allover his face.

After a while she slipped off the high-heeled sandal

and started rubbing her sweaty bare foot in his face.

She particularly enjoyed rubbing his nose between her

toes; it felt like a massage.

As she forced his nose between her long slender toes,

he had to smell the sweat that had accumulated during

the hours of shopping she had done earlier. As she

grew board torturing his nose, she started farcing her

toes between his lips into his mouth.

He realized what she wanted and opened his mouth to

receive her sweaty little toes. He swirled his toung

around her toes, swabbing out all the sweat and bits

of dirt between them. Her sweat tasted salty and her

feet were so well taken care of that it was actually a

very pleasant task.

She just stood there on him, with her hands on her

hips. Her eyes were closed with her head tilted back.

There was a smirk of pure contentment on her face. He

could see she was really enjoying the oral foot

massage his toung was giving her as she moaned a

little with pleasure.

After a while she seamed to come back to reality. She

removed her foot from his mouth saying "Ahhhh... That

feels much better"

After slipping her heels back on she had him hold out

his toung. She then drug her dusty soles across it

cleaning quickly cleaning off all the crap she had

walked trough.

When she was done she just walked off down the carpet

smiling, in a much better mood than before.

He heard the sound of footsteps approaching and turned

to see Jenny McCarthy tromping up the driveway, in a

pair of black sandals with low heels.

Jenny knew all about trampling and domination, when

she saw the human rug laid out before her, she just

thought it was cool.

She walked up to his side, looking down at him with a

playful smile.

She lifted up her shoe, showing him a muddy sole. She

had been forced to walk at the muddy edge of the

driveway because the cars were backing up.

Now her soles were covered in muck.

She stepped up on his stomach, wiping her dirty soles

back and forth on him.

"Boy sure is neat finding a rug when I need one" she

laughed.

She turned around and stepped up on his chest, right

in front of his face.

Smiling down at him with a mischievous grin, she began

waving her dirty sole back and forth over his face.

"Open wide" she cooed.

As he opened his mouth forced her filthy heel in his

mouth. He figured she wanted him to clean them, so he

wrapped his lips around the muddy heel and began

sucking off all the muck. He could feel little bits of

grass and gritty mud come off on his toung. After he

had cleaned her heel, she made him stick out his

toung. With his toung out she used it like a doormat

dragging the filthy sole of her shoe across it over

and over.

It gave her an evil pleasure, seeing his toung turn

black, from all the dirt on her shoe. She scrunched up

her nose as she watched him swallow down the gritty

crap. She then made him perform the same degrading

service too her other shoe.

She slipped her sweaty foot out of her shoe, and began

wiggling her little toes right under his nose. She

started pinching his nose between her sweaty toes. She

loved twisting and playing with his nose.

Her toes found their way down to his mouth. She used

her toe to rub his lips and then pry them open. Soon

she had forced her toes into him mouth.

"Yea baby... Suck those toes" she teased.

As he sucked on her salty little toes, she liked

playing with his toung, trapping it between her toes

and scratching it with her toenail. She loved the

feeling on her toes, as she had him clean out all the

sweat and grime in-between.

After he had sucked and licked all the sweat and gunk

off her cute toes, She had him stick out his toung

again. She used his toung to wipe her sweaty, dusty

sole clean.

After making him clean both of her sweaty feet, she

started slapping his face with her soles, teasing and

taunting him. She stepped up on his face squishing his

nose under her soles.

"Do you like being under my feet little man" she

teased as she stood on his face, laughing.

After she grew tired of stepping all over his face,

she put her sandals back on, and gave his face a good

slap with the sole of her shoe.

"Thanks for the memories slave" she laughed stepping

up on his face spinning around and tromping off

towards the house.

He could see she was jumping from person to person on

along the human rug. She particularly liked stepping

on their faces, he could tell by the way she laughed

as she bore down on them smashing their noses flat

with her soles.

He could hear her laughing all the way to the front

door.

Red Carpet p. II

He didn't have long to rest from Jenny before a group

of models came walking up the driveway together. They

were giggling and whispering to each other as they

looked at him, while they walked towards him.

The girl in the front hardly paused a moment before

she put her high heel shod foot on his stomach and

stepped up. She didn't care how she stepped, placing

most of her weight on her heel, causing him to yelp in

pain. The other girls just covered their mouths and

giggled. They all stared and watched closely as she

walked all over his body in her sharp heels.

After walking all over him she stepped over to the

next person and turned around looking back at her

girlfriends. The next two girls stepped up together;

smirking down at him while their high heels sank into

his flesh.

Then the first girl turned back around and headed for

the house. It seemed like all the girls were getting

on him at once. He felt their heels allover his body,

there were so many he couldn't even keep count. The

girls became a blur as they streamed across him,

giggling and looking down at him with smiling as they

passed by. Some of them even blew him a kiss as they

ground their heels into his flesh.

After they all passed he was barely conscious, the

feeling of all the girls in their heels walking on him

all at once was so intense. He felt like he was in a

dream state.

He didn't have long to recuperate before he heard the

hard click clack of footsteps on the concrete. He

looked over and saw Sarah Michelle Gellar walking

towards him, in a pair of shiny black leather boots.

She had on a skin-tight black mini-skirt with matching

top and had on a black leather jacket that matched her

boots. She was dressed all in black except for the

gold cross around her neck and the dark red color she

wore on her nails and lips.

As she walked over she stopped for a moment and looked

him over coolly with an amused expression on her face.

Sarah Michelle Gellar had always loved playing a total

bitch. It had been a while since she had been able to

play an aggressive character and really kick some ass.

She was really in need of a way to vent.

As she walked over to his side, she had a cool thin

smile on her lips as she looked down at him with her

sparkling eyes.

He was taken by surprise; all of a sudden he felt the

cold toe of her boot in his side, causing him to let

out an involuntary groan. The sound was hardly out of

his mouth when he felt her standing on his chest.

She had jumped and landed on his chest so quickly he

didn't realize it until she was standing on him

laughing down at him.

"You've still got it girl" she said to her self.

She stomped and jumped around all over his body,

letting each blow sink in.

She liked to alternate between gentle and hard

stomping, repeatedly stomping his stomach, chest and

groin.

She had exhausted him nearly forced all the air out of

his lungs, when she finally stopped. He felt her

walking up his chest. In a flash the sole of her boot

was in his face, millimeters from his nose.

She loved the startled look on his face. She had

developed the ability to kick with incredible speed

and precision after years of fight scenes on "Buffy".

She stepped up with her hard boot soles right on his

face.

He could feel her dirty soles squashing his face as

she stood with her full weight bearing down on his

head. She just stood there laughing with her arms

raised in victory imaging she was vanquishing this

loser in front of her adoring fans.

After she had stood on his face for several minutes

posing, she jumped down onto his chest. When she

looked down at his face and saw that it had gotten

quite dirty from the dirt on her boots. She remembered

hearing the servants talking about some of the

humiliating things the other guest had done to these

people. She certainly wasn't going to be out done she

mused.

With an imperial smile she presented her dirty boot

sole to his face.

As he looked up and saw her dirty sole hovering over

his face, he heard her bark out "Well I think you know

what to do, Loser"

He extended his toung and began lapping away the dirt

and grim that had accumulated on her sole.

She just stood up there with hands on her hips,

standing on his chest, looking down at him with a

regal smile on her beautiful face.

She couldn't believe how much fun this was, she had

never had a role were she had been able to degrade

someone like this. She even got to thinking how much

fun it would to degrade a famous celebrity like this

in a movie.

She made him lick both her dirty boot-soles clean. He

had to swallow down all sorts of sandy grit and bits

of grass, as she stood up there, eyes glazed over,

fantasizing about all the things she could do to her

co-stars.

After he had completed cleaning her boots and had made

the soles shine; it just made her realize how dirty

and sweaty her bare feet felt in these tight boots.

Balancing on one foot, standing his stomach, she

lifted up her boot and slipped it off of her hot tired

foot. As she brought her sweaty bare foot down to his

face the smell was unbelievable. She had been wearing

those tight leather boots for many hours now, and her

feet were literally soaking wet with her sweat.

She hovered her foot over his mouth, she didn't want

any of the dirt on his face to get on her foot. She

ordered him to give her sweaty foot a good licking.

As he licked her foot he could taste the salty-sour

flavor of her sweat, it kind of reminded him of

oriental food.

She wiggled her toes, forcing him to lick out the

slimy sweaty bits between her toes. She loved to watch

him forced to swallow it all down.

She moaned with pleasure as she forced him to suck on

each of her sweaty toes.

"This is great... I could have the sexiest men in

Hollywood licking my feet right on the big Screen" she

was thinking.

She spent several more minutes having him lick both

her sweaty feet, lapping at her soles, licking between

her toes and sucking them, until they felt so much

cooler and refreshed.

After she put her boots back on she just walked off

towards the house.

He noticed that she didn't pay attention to the people

she stepped on to get there. She was to busy

daydreaming about an actor she had always despised,

being forced to worship her feet in front of everyone.

As turned his attention back to the driveway he saw

two girls he recognized them as figure-skaters but

didn't remember there names. One of the girls was

laughing and pointing at him as they approached.

Wearing glamorous evening gowns they both didn't miss

a beat, they stepped up on his body with their slender

high heels. One girl lifted her foot and struck a pose

that looked like a classic figure-skating move, while

standing on his chest, causing the other girl to

laugh.

They both walked on regally to the front door. One of

the girls looked backed and waved at him, smiling.

After the girls left he heard irregular footsteps like

someone stumbling along. He looked over and saw

Shannen Doherty dressed in a dark dress and black

boots. She had been out partying earlier and you could

easily tell she had been drinking.

When she saw him lying there her eyes lit up and a

smile crept across her face. She walked over, swaying

a bit from the alcohol.

She lifted her foot and slammed it down on his

stomach, laughing.

The first time she tried to step up she slipped off.

It took a couple of tries to get balanced on his

stomach and chest. He heard her mumble something like

"Top of the world" "Top of the world", as she stumbled

around on his chest, stomach and crotch.

She stepped over on his chest, right up in front of

his face. She smiled dawn at him, laughing as she used

her boot to play with his face, rubbing his nose back

and forth under her dirty sole and grinding her heel

down on his mouth. She kept saying "Hey rug-man...

Hey little Rug... Little rug" laughing as she stepped

down heavily on his face.

"Clean my boot Rug" She laughed waving her boot over

his face.

As he stuck out his toung and began licking off the

filth from her sole, She was a little surprised at

first, but then grew really excited.

As he lapped at her dirty boot sole, he could taste

the sweetness of the spilt drinks she had stepped in

earlier at the club she partied at, mixed with the

dirt, grim and bits of grass, her soles had picked up.

She stumbled back laughing, as she watched his face,

while he swallowed down all this filth.

She squatted down on his chest and leaned over his

face, smiling down at him. "Open wide..." she harped.

When he had opened his mouth she spat a large wad of

spit right in his mouth, and nearly fell back

laughing, as he swallowed it down.

As she was getting up stumbled around and stomped down

pretty hard on the side of his face. She started

jumping around all over his chest, stomach, groin and

thighs. He could feel the wind being knocked out of

him as she jumped over and over again pounding her

hard soles into his body.

She kept jumping until a couple of servants saw that

she was swaying back and forth as she jumped. They

were worried she might fall. They came over and told

her she looked like she needed to have a seat and

rest. When they went to try and help her walk up to

the house, she shrugged them off and yelled "I can do

it... I can walk".

She walked off to the main door, staggering a bit

along the way, as each footstep came down hard on the

people forming the carpet beneath her.

He could hear her chuckling all the way to the door,

as she looked down seeing all the people, she was

walking on.

Red Carpet p. III

It had been several minutes and he had only had a

couple of girls walk across him since shannen worked

him over so well. There had only been a few models

that giggled and smiled as they walked across his

chest and stomach.

His mind had begun to wander when he heard yet another

set of heels approaching. He looked over to see Kelly

Ripa walking towards him. She had on a pair of gold

open-toed sandal heels that flopped loosely against

her bare heels.

She had always had a dominant streak in her

personally. That's probably why she had been chosen to

co-host with Regis his daytime talk show; it seemed he

always got along best with women who were bossy and

dominant. She also loved playing the arrogant bossy

starlet sister on "Hope & Faith".

It didn't really seem that unusual to her to walk on a

person or even this whole group forming a rug on the

ground, before her. She thought it would be fun as she

looked down at him grinning.

She stepped up and place one of her heels on his

stomach, looking down at him, giggling, she began

twisting her heel back and forth on his belly.

Suddenly she stepped up full weight forcing, causing

him to wince as the air was forced out of lungs.

She turned around walking up to his chest facing him,

and lifted her high-heeled foot up over his mouth. She

smiled down at him mischievously, as she lowered the

sole of her shoe to his mouth and rubbed the sole back

and forth on his lips.

He kissed her sole a couple of times and then opened

his mouth. As he stuck out his toung she smiled and

began dragging her dirty sole on his toung, using his

toung to clean off all the dirt that had accumulated

on the sole of her gold sandal.

After having him lick both of her dirty soles clean

she playfully stuck out her toung at him and went

walking on the human rug the rest of the way up to the

door, laughing all the way.

He looked back towards the driveway and saw tennis

star Anna Kournikova approaching with a smirk on her

face. She had seen him licking the soles of Kelly

Ripa's shoes, and wanted to have him lick hers as

well.

She was wearing a tight form-fitting black top over a

short black skirt with a little gold belt around her

waist. On her feet was a pair of open toed platform

sandals: they were black and had little gold buckles

on the straps that matched her belt.

As she walked up to his side her cell-phone rang; as

she answered she continued walking up to him and

stepped up on his chest. She turned facing him and

raised her platform shoe over his face presenting him

with a really dirty sole. She had been forced to step

off the pavement onto the dirty ground, because of all

the backed up traffic on the driveway.

He looked closely at her sole; it was coated with mud

and little blades of grass. She lowered her shoe

closer to his mouth: it was clear that she expected

him to lick this crap off the soles of her shoes. He

stuck out his toung and began lapping the grimy mud

off the sole.

She just stood there on his chest with her dirty shoe

in his face, looking off into the distance, chatting

away on her cell-phone, as he used his toung to lick

away all the filth from her dirty sole.

She was engrossed in her conversation and paid no

notice to him as slaved away below her. She only

paused a moment and glanced down as she switched shoes

so he could clean her other dirty shoe. She went right

back to gabbing on her phone and ignored him as he

struggled to swallow down the grimy crap from her

shoe. She just saw considered him to be something to

clean her dirty shoes, and didn't give it another

thought.

He spent many minutes lapping away the filth on her

soles and around the edges of her shoes. After awhile

she must have felt he was done, she lifted up her shoe

and turned up the sole, so she could see how well he

had cleaned it. Apparently she was satisfied because

she smiled and walked off to the front door, still

talking away on that phone, not paying any attention

to all those she stepped on along the way.

Jennifer Love Hewitt came tromping up to him smiling.

She had heard about this human carpet toy from the

servants. She was in a bubbly mood and was eager to

play. She was dressed in a low-cut short black dress.

On her feet she had on a pair of open-toed sandals

that showed off her little red painted toenails.

She was giggling a lot as she walked up to his side.

She burst out with a little shriek, laughing, as she

got used to balancing on his belly. She was amused at

how it felt to stand on his belly and how her feet

sank in.

She just giggled as she walked all over his body: she

really liked walking from one part of his body to the

next, feeling her shoes sink down into different parts

of his body.

She walked onto to his chest and lifted her foot out

of her sandal and brought it up to his nose. Giggling,

she clamped her big and second toe around his nose,

forcing him to smell in-between her toes. It smelled

really good with the smell of her sweat mixed with the

odor of her soap. She played with his nose twisting it

and rolling it with her toes.

She started rubbing her big toe on his lips. As her

toe went slowly back and forth, he opened his lips and

let her toe sink down into his mouth. Her eyes rolled

back and an exaggerated smile formed on her face, as

he swirled his toung around her toe. He enjoyed the

salty flavor of her sweat.

She pulled out her big toe with a little pop, and

inserted her next toe, allowing him the honor of

sucking on it to. She did this with of her other toes

until he had sucked on them all.

After he had sucked all her toes on both feet, she

began pressing down with her sole on his nose

squashing it flat against his face. As felt her bare

heel above his mouth he let out his toung and lapped

at her heel. Realizing how good it felt, Jennifer drug

her foot along on his toung, letting it massage the

whole length of her sweaty sole. She spent several

minutes allowing him to lick both of her soles. As his

toung reached her toes he used it to swab between

them, cleaning and massaging every part of her feet.

All this attention felt so good on her tired feet that

she had grown quite and had her eyes closed. She was

gently swaying and he felt her shiver with pleasure as

she removed her foot from his mouth and put back on

her shoes.

Her knees felt a little week and she knew she had to

sit down quick.

He saw her stager a bit as she walked up to the front

door.

Red Carpet p.IV

He had been lying there for quite while, until

Catherine Zeta-Jones walked up. She was wearing a

sleek, silky, black dress that really enhanced her

bust. Her red painted toes were in a pair of shiny

silver heels.

She came up to his side, with an amused expression on

her face. She had heard about the human carpet; and

that she could even have the people lick her shoes.

She was really excited to try it out!

She wasn't the least bit hesitant; She stepped up on

his chest and stomach rather hard. She began grinding

her heels all over his body. One of her heels found

its way into his belly button. She twisted her heel in

this sensitive spot, causing him to shudder and shake

a little.

She walked up his chest, she had her arms crossed and

looked down at him with an eyebrow raised. She lifted

one of her shiny silver sandal-heels up to him mouth;

making it clear to him exactly what she wanted.

He let out his toung, and licked the dusty sole of her

high heel shoe. She had him lick both dirty soles

clean, as she looked down at him arrogantly, from

above. She would twist the sole on his toung, forcing

every little bit of grime off her shoes.

After a while she started growing a little board, and

when a friend called out to her from the door, she

just stomped off regally towards the party, not giving

him or the others another thought.

After a few more minutes with only a couple of

giggling nameless models tromping across him, he spied

Jennifer Aniston walking up the driveway towards him.

She was dressed in a kind of flowing summer dress with

a pair of wedge-sandals on her brightly painted feet.

She had been out all day, shopping and playing at the

beach, trying to cheer herself up. As she was walking

up, she perked right up when she saw him lying there

on the ground.

She had a weird smile on her face as she looked down

at him; suddenly she hopped up on his chest, knocking

the wind out of him. She was laughing and generally

having a ball as she stomped all over his chest and

stomach.

He could feel the soles of her shoes coming down hard

all over his body. She really seamed to enjoy jumping

up and down, landing on his crotch and stomach. She

wore a sadistic smile and he could hear her mumbling

to herself as she worked up a sweat jumping and

stomping on him.

His whole body was beginning to ache and he thought he

would die, when she finally grew tired and stopped to

rest, on his chest.

She looked down and saw that she had left dirty

footprints all over his clothes and body. She smiled

down at him wickedly, and lifted one of her dirty

shoes up to his mouth.

He looked up and saw her sole was covered in mud and

filth. Letting out his toung he licked up the grime

and mud gratefully, he was just glad she wasn't still

jumping up and down. He could tell by the large grin

on her face that she really enjoyed watching him

swallow all this filthy crap. She adjusted her foot,

and pressed it down on his toung, forcing him to lick

off all the patches of dirt on her shoe.

Jennifer Aniston was so entranced with, forcing him to

suck on her filthy shoe; she didn't even notice

Angelina Jolie, until she heard the loud clicks of

Angelina's tall black boots a few feet away. When

Jennifer looked over and saw her, she had a look of

distaste spread across her face.

Angelina Jolie didn't look any more pleased than

Jennifer. She gave her a look of disgust and then

looked down and saw him and smiled wickedly. Angelina

came over and tried to step up on the rug. Jennifer

stomped over blocking her from being able to get up on

his chest, staring her down. Angelina tried going

around her, but Jennifer jumped over on his crotch,

blocking her way.

When Jennifer came down on his crotch he made a funny

loud noise. Angelina Jolie looked down smiling and

gave him a playful kick in the side. Jennifer laughed

and thought the sound was funny; she started jumping

up and down on his chest trying to cause him to make

the sound again.

Angelina Jolie said "that's not how you did it" and

hopped up on his groin area and started jumping up and

down, like she was on a trampoline.

Jennifer kept jumping up and down on his chest and

stomach as Angelina Jolie jumped and stomped on his

crotch.

They were laughing and smiling at each other; they

even joined hands and jumped up together, knocking the

wind right out of him. They just kept jumping and

giggling, working up quite a sweat. He was growing

very nauseous beneath them, as their footwear pounded

down onto him. Angelina Jolie's hard boot soles were

really difficult to bare, as they pounded into his

flesh. He was vary relived when they grew tired and

stopped to rest.

Jennifer Aniston went back to making him lick her

filthy shoes. While she was making him lick the other

dirty sole, Angelina Jolie watched over her shoulder,

giggling as he swallowed down the filth. Angelina grew

board just watching, and wanted in on the action. "Let

me do mine, there even dirtier than yours" Angelina

said. Jennifer looked down at Angelina Jolie's boots

and saw they were absolutely filthy. She smiled back

at her wickedly and said "sure go right ahead"

Jennifer was having so much fun seeing this loser

degraded she didn't even care who was doing the

degrading.

Angelina Jolie stepped in front of Jennifer, up onto

his chest. She smiled down at him evilly as she held

her boot over his face, showing him the dirty sole

caked in mud. She had been forced to walk off the

pavement trough a big muddy puddle.

When she held her boot down to his lips, he let out

his toung and began lapping away the mud from her

sole. Her boots had lug soles, with caused him to have

to use the tip of his toung to scoop out the mud in

the crevasses.

Jennifer and Angelina both watched, smiling evilly as

he had to swallow the large amounts of mud from her

boot.

As Angelina Jolie forced him to lick her other boot

clean, Jennifer had stepped over onto the person next

to him, she was standing right next to his head and

than she slipped off her wedge-sandal shoe. She

started rubbing her bare smelly toes right on his nose

as he continued licking Angelina Jolie's filthy boot

sole. They laughed as he was forced to smell her

stinky feet.

Angelina Jolie had a bright smile and said " I bet

mine REALLY stink".

She bent down and started taking off one of her boots.

As she pulled her bare foot out of her boot he could

see it was literally gleaming with sweat.

Soon her foot was hovering right over his nose; it

smelled so strong he couldn't believe it, it made him

dizzy. She brought it down on his nose, rubbing it all

over his face. Both girls had fun rubbing their feet

all over his face and making him smell in between

their toes. They then took turns forcing their toes in

is mouth and making him suck them clean. He couldn't

believe how sweaty Angelina Jolie's feet were, and how

much sweat he had to lick off. They both loved having

him lick out the grime between their toes. Jennifer

had a lot of gritty sand from the beach, between her

toes and on her soles.

Jennifer and Angelina Jolie were having a ball,

forcing him to lick their dirty, sweaty feet and even

taking turns standing on his face. They were laughing

at how their feet distorted his face as they took

turns standing on it. He thought it would never end,

they kept on sticking their sweaty feet in his mouth

and standing on his head and mashing his nose.

Angelina Jolie started spiting in his mouth and

Jennifer followed her lead, Spiting in large wads of

her own. It was like they got into a contest over who

could degrade him the most.

The two women were smiling and laughing with each

other. Jennifer was having so much fun she wasn't even

mad anymore. They both put their shoes and boots back

on, and joined hands on his chest and stomach.

He had a feeling he knew what was coming next. They

both jumped up as high as they could and came down

landing on his chest and stomach, knocking all the

breath out of him; he thought he was going to puke.

They both walked off to the house, arms around each

other, laughing; leaving him withering on the ground,

clutching his gut.