I could hear their heels punishing the walkway as they approached the house and a new wave of excitement flowed through my body like a wild river. . It was a whole group of sorority girls and they were all very happy. Perhaps too happy to be sober but, what the hell, I was all in at this point.
I didn't care, I still wanted more and their laughter was a sure sign that I was going to get my thrill. I lay as still as I could; waiting for them to see all the bodies I lay out. Their heels announced each girls pending arrival. Their heels stopped with a hard scrap against the concrete, assuring me that their heels was going to do whatever the girls wanted them to do. I could see that everyone one of them had on black boots with some seriously cruel heels. As nervous as I was I couldn't help but love their amazing costumes. Each girl looked stunning from head to toe. I worshiped each one of them for their beautiful spirits.
Then suddenly their laughter transformed into evil snickers, "Wow," and "Holly shit," they said.
"Do you think they are real?" one blond said. "No but I wish they were," another said. They all busted out with laughter. As the first blond started to climb the human steps she staggered off the sidewalk and into the flower bed. "Damn it," she said. "Hey ya, it’s really dirty over here. Let’s get our boots dirty and she these dummy's that our boots are made for walking." They all giggled and willfully walked into Joes' newly planted flower bed.
I could see them playing and stomping around and having fun. I knew they were planning on really punishing me for being a little dummy on the floor.
Flipping their long blond hair back over their shoulders, each one started up the stairs but, they weren’t wiping their boots off. Then I realized they was all headed right to me. They staggered and stumbled off balance. The first blond walked right up on my chest, I could feel the wet dirt. Then she started stomping on me and laughing. They another stepped on my head, her heels instantly grinding on me and I went into pain overload. I was in trouble and she didn't care at all. Then another and another mounted my body, each with dirty wet heels stomping and grinding into my body. Pain soaked my sole and I gowned aloud by accident. They heard me and laughed, "Hey our dummy makes hurting sounds," the girl standing on my head said with joy. They all laughed with her and kicked and stomped even harder. "Come on dummy grown for me," and I did.
Shit I tried to say but my face was being stomped on so hard and she was having so much fun that no one heard me. The heels on my face was narrow and very sharp, one girl kept walking and stomping on my neck and the others was working my body over with no intent to easy up on their newly acquired dummy. It was getting hard to breath; they kept turning around while grinding their heels into me more and more.
I couldn't cry out for help!
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