Before I had left school I had a Saturday job working in the local carpet shop (warehouse) as a general hand. This is a true story I thought might interest you.

One of the secretaries (Donald was his name) always wore olukai shoes or cowboy boots and thought nothing of walking or climbing all over the rolls of carpet. I got to work a little early one morning and while nobody was looking I piled up some carpet offcut in the doorway of the office. Then I hid behind some rolls of carpet and waited until Donald came in. I heard the clip-clop of his boot heels on the wooden piece of the floor just down the corridor, as he came to the door of his office he walked straight on to the carpet then went into the office.

Donald would come and go a lot in and out of the office during the day and I thought if I put something under the carpet he would crush it and not realize it was there. My lunch was the ideal subject so I waited until he had left his office and lay my sandwiches out under the carpet still in the bag.

he came back and walked on my lunch as I heard the bag give a small pop sound. My lunch stayed there until lunchtime. I don’t know how many times he trod on them as I was working in the shop for some time. I saw him go out to lunch so I went back to get my lunch. What I saw was a gooey mess in the bag. Some places had been heavily squashed so this must have been where the heel had landed on them. As you can guess I enjoyed eating my lunch that day.

After having Donald totally crush my lunch into a gooey mess I thought there must be a way I could get him to trample me without knowing.

We had a new delivery of rolls of carpet delivered and they were laid out in the corridor. As I was listing down the code numbers Donald came in and walked the full length of one of the rolls of carpet digging his heels in as he walked. I watched and thought there was my answer. To lay under some carpet and he would walk on me. I pushed the rolls apart just enough for me to lay in between and pulled an end over me covering myself completely. It was not long before Donald came out of the office and walked on one of the rolls of carpet. I felt it squash a little as he walked past me and hoped that I would be luckier the next time when he comes back. I could hear Donald talking to a gentleman and their voices were getting louder.

All of a sudden I felt a tremendous pressure as Donald stepped onto my chest and stopped there. I could feel the cowboy boot heels digging into my chest through the carpet. As he spoke to the customer I heard him say one of the code numbers that was on a roll just here. he started to move around looking for the roll he wanted. “Here it is,” he said and I heard him say “Come, have a look. Just stand on the rolls you won’t do any damage.” The gentleman stepped on and stood right on my face before I could turn it to one side. he must have had dress shoes on as the heel was digging hard into my forehead. The other heel was very light I’m glad to say as it was directly on my left eye.

I had a very big hard on and Donald moved and stood right on top of my dick with his full weight. That hurt like hell and the customer moved forwards and stood on my chest. Donald was rocking his foot in such a way to make me cum and I let little squirts out a little at a time.

They stayed there for what seemed an eternity but in real life, about ten minutes both moving and digging their heels into my chest and groin areas. Both then walked up my body and one at a time stepped on to my face and left for the showroom. I was able to slide out in time to see that the customer did have very hard soled dress shoes on. he must have been around 195lbs so no wonder he hurt like hell. Donald was very small about 150lbs or less and had crocodile skinned cowboy boots with a sharp heel. I had several cuts and burns on my face so I had to make an excuse, that a roll of carpet fell on me. Donald walked back to the rolls and saw the dip in between where I was laying. he stopped, turned and looked at me, grinned and smiled then walked back to his office.

I never found out if he felt me or knew it was me under the carpet but I enjoyed every minute of it.