"Real Worship"

By George Wissenz

This story took place when I was in the twelfth grade.  There 
was a girl in my class named Dawn and she and I lived very close to each other. 
It was with this girl that I realized my fetish for feet as well as foot and 
hand crush.  We were assigned a social studies project together and one day 
right before the paper was due my mother picked her up and brought her over to 
the house so we could go over it together and make sure it was in order. 
 

My mother went outside so we could get our work done without being 
disturbed. I had no idea at the time what a blessing that was. Dawn was tall and 
played sports so she had an athletic build, with dark brown hair and blue eyes. 
When she came in to go over our class assignment I was watching a sports show on 
tv talking about that evening's hockey came.  She made it clear from the 
beginning that this was an important project and didn't want me to let the tv 
distract me "or else".  
I'd seen the day before that she had a tough 
side, so I knew this was no empty threat. After going over the 
project for a few minutes I accidentally let my attention drift to the show on 
tv.  I had no idea that she was waiting for my opinion on something on the 
paper and I was told it better not happen again.  She got up on the sofa 
and turned on the light but I stayed on the floor so I could see the tv and now 
was sitting right next to her feet.  She had on white sandals since the 
weather was very warm for early April and I 
noticed right away how nice her feet looked in those sandals. 
 I started feeling very excited by the site of them but at that age I 
wasn't sure why.  
While I was staring at them she asked me a question and I didn't 
realize it. "I thought I told you about that television" she said and I 
pretended that it really was the tv the I had been staring at and didn't say 
anything so I could find out what she'd do.  What she did next changed my 
life and made me realize my fondness of womens' feet and shoes.  She put 
her books to the side of the sofa and looked down at me on the floor and took 
her left foot out of her shoe and put it over my eyes and slowly pressed my head 
down to the floor.  "That'll keep your eyes off of the tv" she said and 
asked me the question again.  I was so excited by having her foot right 
over my eyes that I couldn't even say anything.  
"Pay attention or I'll put every pound of my weight on your head 
and you know I will" she said.  I managed to compose myself enough to 
answer but she left on foot on my face.  I asked her if she was going to 
move her foot now and she just laughed and said "no" and started pressing down a 
little harder.  I was in heaven and just kept hoping 
that my mother would stay outside and continue her gardening. 
 After about ten more minutes she finally decided that the school project 
was well done and I could hear her putting her books away but she still had her 
foot on my face.  
When she was finished packing up I asked her if she was going to move her 
foot now and she laughed and moved her foot enough that I could look up at her 
and saw she had this devilish grin on her face.  I had never been so turned 
on in my life.  She pressed down a little more on my cheek and said, "I 
hope you learned something more from our project than just social studies. 
 Never doubt the power of a female". She said and slowly removed her foot. 
 As I got up off the floor I heard my mother calling to see if Dawn was 
going to be leaving soon. She told my mom she'd be right out and smiling said to 
me in a teasing voice, "see you in class tomorrow and don't forget we have 
science project together next week".  I couldn't believe how I was feeling 
and went up stairs to "think"