Sleeping Feet Story Novels & Stories

"Mia, you are just as special as I knew you would be." Flipping my legs over the side of the bed, I try to roll my ankles, but a large boot is on one of my legs. I wiggle my toes inside the boot before opening each of the straps and tossing the boot to the side. Sliding slowly off the bed, I test my weight on my feet.

His touch was deliciously electrifying and as he gently rubbed at her soles, the throbbing pain that she felt earlier began to fade away. She closed her eyes, savouring the moment and without realizing it, she started to relax and lean back against the sofa. As the minutes ticked by, her breath evened out and she dozed off, exhausted from the lack of sleep. She had only an hour’s sleep that day. *** Fabian had his back towards Amber as he massaged her feet and only realized that she had fallen into slumber when he was done with the massage. Her head was drooped slightly to one side and she did not stir when he called out her name.

His eyes narrowed at the silhouette lying beside the bed. "Because I will go barefooted" "Why?" Because I am planning to run which is not possible in heels. "I don't think it is important to answer all your questions" "Sianna!" He warned me, and I got the underlying threat. "Last day I ran barefooted on the warm sand so I have got blisters on my feet. I can't wear heels now. It is painful" I lied and thankfully he believed it. I never knew that I could lie and fool anyone so cleverly.

JANICE POV: I was sleeping heavily. Till I stirred slightly awake in my sleep as I shivered from the chilly air. I heard faint noises and realized it was foot steps. Half asleep, I was trying to let my mind slip back into deep slumber when I felt someone’s eyes locked on me. I ignored my suspicions and gently drifted back off into a light sleep. Until I felt a hand grab onto my left ass cheek. A moan escaped my lips and I tried to cover it up by mumbling some nonsense. Oh god, I thought to myself knowing It was Jameson’s touch. He sent shocks through me and I wished he would touch me again. When I felt a blanket thrown over me, I sighed, immediately falling back to sleep.

My house was the last stop, just the walk from the cab to my front door was painful, the moment I stepped in the house I slipped them off, my feet felt like they had been held in a torture contraption, and I now felt a foot shorter on my bare feet. I hauled my arse up the stairs, stripped off my dress that now stank of sweat and alcohol and pulled on my oversized baggy bed t-shirt, falling into bed my eyes were shut and I was asleep within seconds, the buzzing of music still ringing in my ears and dehydration already setting in my mouth.

The voice grumbled. It was such a vivid dream that it appeared real. My feet touched the ground and I put them in the bunny slippers in front of me but first, I paused because the legs I had in this dream, rather than my pale, dried-up feet that could barely support my body, were strong and healthy to the point it made my eyes water. I had suffered so much that I was now dreaming of healthy feet!

I asked, and she shook her head. “It’s evening. Seems you’ve been here all day. What on earth would make you pass out like that?” Well, aside from going an entire night without proper sleep and having the orgasm of my life, I couldn’t think of any more tangible reasons. As I tried to get on my feet, a hiss left my lips instead. “What’s the matter?” she asked. “My feet. They hurt a lot,” I said with a pout, and she crouched closer to get a better look at them.

It was roughly ten minutes past four, early in the morning and still dark, when I woke up to someone touching my feet. I know it may feel weird when you are having a crazy dream about falling from the top of a treehouse, and when it seems you are about to land and crash on the ground, you suddenly realize you are on your bed with an intruder romancing your feet. That is how I felt when my cold feet came in contact with foreign hands. I groaned and mumbled to myself, half asleep.

they screamed and watched me fall down. … “Haaah!” I gasped and opened my eyes, catching my breath. I checked if my body was still intact. I sighed, relieved, when nothing was missing. “Geez… that really scared – “ I said when I suddenly froze after I tried to put my feet down on my bed, but I couldn't. “ – me…” I continued. Why can’t I put my feet down on my bed? I thought and looked down. Because there is no bed.

**** Laura hotel room. She roll over in bed again and again. There must have make it the several times she had been in these state. last nightt she wasn't able to sleep well due to the pains the swollen feet was causing to her entire body. She didn't have the time to wake and practice the steps Tiana have given them. She had been exhausted and weak on the bed like a bread pushed in a blow of water. She couldn't feel her feet anymore. As it seen the pains have increased and worst the situation .