My Asphyxiation From Britney
(Published on Thursday, January 27, 2005)
This story was submitted by Trek.

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I stop by to visit with Britney at her flat for a bit, and after inviting me in and chatting for a bit, I come to learn that she has been out clothes shopping all morning. I ask her if her feet are sore from walking all morning, and she says that they are, so I offer to massage her feet. I see a mischivious smile cross her lips, and she tells me that she has a better idea, and brings me over to her chair. She motions for me to lie down, and I start to get the idea of what she is thinking.

As I lay on my back, she tells me to cross my arms like a mummy across my chest before she rests the chair over me. I take notice of two metal bars that help brace the chair that are resting on my arms before she sits down. Looking up at her, I watch as she takes a seat in the chair above me, and the two metal bars instantly press down on me, pinning my arms tightly against my chest. I am stuck there, and can't move!  Kind of alarmed, I watch her giggle at this, and I realize though I am now completely at her mercy. It is definitely a turn on.

Brit then brings her size 6 foot up onto the chair, and begins to unlace her shoe, allowing it to drop beside my head, revealing a white slightly moist sock from being bound iside of her shoe all morning. Then she does the same with her other shoe, dropping it right next to the other side of my head. Placing her heels on the chair, she hugs her knees, and stares down at me with those beautiful emerald green eyes. She gives me a reasuring smile while playfully waving her toes at me, teasing me with what is to come. Then I watch as her heels slide off of her chair, and slowly begin to descend down on me while all I can do is stare at her soles getting closer and closer to my upturned face.

When contact is made, it is instant bliss as I am enveloped in the sweet aroma of her cotton socks and warmth of her feet as she lets them sink into my face. Allowing me a few moments to absorb the feeling, she then places her toes against my mouth, and while looking deep into my eyes to watch my reaction, she grabs my nose between the toes of her other foot, and clamps it shut, closing off my oxygen. I can no longer breath, and can only gaze into those penetrating eyes looking down on me helplessly lying there. I have become her toy to use and torment in whatever way that she wants.

As the seconds tick by, they turn into minutes, and my face is shifting through different shades of purple, but still she doesn't let go. She simply watches me, seeing how much I can take from her. Staring into her eyes, I realize how much that I trust her, and I reach a feeling of calmness beneath her as my ears begin to ring, and my heart begins to beat heavily. She could just choose to not let go, and let me slip away at the mercy of her feet if she wanted, and I could not stop her from doing so. But looking up at her, I decide that I really don't care. Right here, right now is where I want to be with my life in her hands as to whether she wants me to live or not. I love this woman, and am willing to die for her if it was for her own amusement.

And all of these realizations are coming to me in just the couple of minutes that she has taken over me in this way for she has gotten inside of my mind, and is playing with its inner workings. My vision of her begins to draw blurry, and like seeing her through a tunnel I start to pull away inside of myself as my body asphyxiates.

Brit can see the change happen in my eyes, and knows that I am about to exceed my limit, and at the last second releases me allowing, me the oxygen that I desperately need. As I gasp away for air, she once again places the soles of her feet upon my face, keeping constant contact with me while I recover. Since her feet are still covering my face while I breath in much needed breaths of air, the air I breath is still laced with her soles' perfume, so it is like she has taken away my own air from my body, and replaced it with her own, making me feel like I am more hers now then I ever was before.

After I have mostly recovered, and the color has returned to my face, she then removes her feet from me, and hugs my head between her ankles. While holding me there, she looks down at me again with her shining eyes, and blows me a gentle kiss with her lips, reasurring me that everything that she just did was out of love and understanding for me. Still exausted from her test, I mouth her a "thank you," and close my eyes a minute to relax, and think back on what has just happened.

When about ten minutes have passed since she first gave me back my life, Brit then lifts her feet up and removes her socks, revealing her soft silky bare feet. And before she decides to release me from my prison, she has me kiss, lick, and suck every inch of her yummy feet until they are relieved of their gentle odor and anxiety, and meet her satisfaction of being cleaned. But as one final treat to me, and to relax them even further, she rubs them firmly right into my face while using my nose, my chin, and my tongue as tools to massage them thoroughly and completely.

Then finally, when she is ready, she sets me free ...

I have been to this story board quite often, and decided to contribute a story of my own. If you liked it, or have any comments, please send to Treklostfaith@yahoo.com. Since this is my first story, we'll see how it goes, and I might publish more at a later time. *By the way, this story is completely fictional unfortunately, but who knows what the future may hold, yeah? Maybe someday it will be a reality, for any of us.

Trek