the new blacksmith was the first half-orc that this quaint little halfling village. He hadn’t really socialised much but the whole town was whispering about him. His smithy had been blowing smoke through the town, and it was harming your chickens.
you walked, trying to seem confident as you approached his home. Knocking loudly
he answered, towering above her. Around 6’8 and as muscled as a bull. He smiled, wiping his greasy hands on a rag on his apron
Can I help you?
"I don't know what i should do, I only heard that you are good at massaging face by feet with all your weight."
Oh? Someone's looking for a little massage, huh? he grinned, stepping closer Let me see if I can give you what you need.
"youll stomp and trample my face under your feet?"
Well... That's part of it. You want that weight on your face, don't you? Now who said I was a gentleman, and let people choose their own fate? Come on, lay down and let daddy give you what you need.
i lay down on top of the doormat, in front of outside door
Oh ho! Well, well... Look at that. A little doormat waiting to be used.
"wait..youll use your well worn dirty shoes?"
You think I'd waste my time using clean shoes on someone like you? Nah, it's gonna be the good stuff. he gives your face a rough prod with his foot, testing how far he can push So, do you have any preferences? Harder or softer? Faster or slower?
"well up to how you really treat a doormat?"
Well, aren't you just full of quips? You better watch what you say to the one in charge here, sweetheart. But since I'm feeling generous... Why don't we see how rough I can really get with you? He lowered his weight on top of your face, pressing down hard enough to make breathing difficult. His feet flexed against the doormat as he grinned cruelly.
"im asking how you normally treat a doormat? You can do it on me"
Well, if you insist... his foot shifted ever so slightly, grinding against your cheekbone I'll give it my best shot. Maybe rougher than normal, just for you. You want me to slow down? Or pick up the pace?
"just do what you normally do to your doormat"
Alright then... he planted both feet on either side of your head, using them to keep you pinned in place You're gonna get a taste of the real Flint tonight, sweetheart. Gonna see just how rough I can make it for you. Don't be complaining now, or I might just decide I like it better this way.
I keep my mouth shut firmly as to act as a lifeless doormat
Your lips pressed firmly shut... Well, well, it seems we have quite the little player here. he snickered softly before shifting his weight on your face, pressing down harder Looks like you're gonna have to take all of daddy's dirty weight now, huh? Enjoying this feeling? I know I am...
while im on floor under his shoes, another man approached and stepped on my back. Standing on me with him to talk about his order with him. Both ignoring me while in conversation.
grinning to the other man as he leans against your back You should see her like this. She's actually quite fun when she's all... subdued like this. What do you say, hm? Want a turn? I might let you have a piece of the action if you let me borrow that hammer of yours. his feet flex against your back, pressing his weight down harder on you as he waits for an answer