I had a 5th grade teacher that was a real knockout. I got along with her pretty good until one day I found out that the punishment for chewing gum in class was to spend an entire class day under her desk. I immediately took to chewing gum in class. When she finally made notice of this just before lunch, she told me that that was too bad because now I would have to spend the afternoon under her desk and would miss the movie we had planned after lunch. I eagerly anticipated after lunch and arrived back in class early to take my place under her desk. I sat down in the corner beside the wooden footstool that was under her desk. When she arrived at her desk, she looked at me and smiled, sat down in her chair and rolled up to the desk. After she slid up to the desk, she placed both of her feet on the footstool and began class.

She was wearing strap sandal platform shoes with hard wooden soles. Her toenails were painted pink, and she wasn’t wearing any stockings. I moved my head close to her feet so I could get a better look, and about that time she lifted her left foot off the platform and swung it around over her right, crossing her legs. I was still bent over at the platform, but when I tried to sit up, I found her left foot was where my head used to be. I thought to myself that she must have done that on purpose… She had looked under her desk before sitting down and she knew where I was. I was only uncomfortable for a minute, and she got up from her desk to start the movie. I took the opportunity to push her footstool out of the way and lie down where it was in an effort to startle her. I figured that she would come back to her desk, see me there, and I would have to move. Just as I was happy about my plan, the lights went out and I remembered that we were seeing a movie. I started to get up, but something heavy landed on my shoulder and chest. It was her right foot. Someone else had got the lights. Before I had a chance to react to the heavy landing of her foot on my chest, her left foot came down across my nose and mouth. Her wooden soles were hard and heavy, I knew she couldn’t feel my face under her foot, because she started twisting and turning her left foot on my face and pushing down hard with the heel of her shoe.

I was seeing stars, The sole of her left foot finally settled diagonally across my face smashing my nose and cutting my lips with her heel. I could hear the movie starting and with the opening music, she began tapping her heels and soles up and down to the music. The shoe on my face was banging me in the mouth and forehead while her other foot crushed my ribs. Then I felt something else. My hand was sticking out the bottom of her desk up to my wrist and someone had just stepped on it and was standing there. I heard Mary’s voice as she asked teacher if she could go to the restroom. Mary had seen my hand and was stepping on it on purpose, she had no idea that I was being crushed under teacher’s platforms. Even so, when Mary asked for a hall pass, teacher leaned forward to hand it to her and nearly lifted out of her chair standing on my face and chest. Mary rocked back on her heel, which was on the back of my hand, spun on that one heel, and walked off. I was about ready to pass out from the left foot bearing down on my face when both her feet lifted off of me and she rolled back and got something from the table behind her. The stars and spots hadn’t even begun to clear when I was pounded in the forehead by the sole of her left shoe. Her right shoe came right behind the left and dropped hard on my mouth and chin. It stayed there only a moment and then she swung her left foot over her right to cross her legs. As soon as her legs were crossed, she lifted both her legs and re-positioned dropping her left foot and the weight of both legs onto my mouth. I was crying real tears at this point, but hadn’t made a noise, mostly because there was a shoe covering my mouth. I was trapped like that for nearly 20 minutes before she changed position, uncrossing her legs, and kicked me in the temple to push her chair back. She left her desk and walked around the room to stand in front of it. I didn’t think fast enough to move my hand and she stepped right on it and stood there, leaning back on her desk and talking to the class.The Teacher really forgot that she put me under her desk. It didn't suprise me because teachers forget things all the time. I tried to get up but my hand being pinned and my arm under her desk kept me from getting up. After a couple of minutes, the bell rang and class was dismissed.

Teacher stood in front of her desk until the class was gone, and then stepped off and around her desk to sit down. She still doesn't remeber that Im under the desk. The only good thing is she kept her legs back and not on me.Then I hear the door open. "Hey my computer is down can I use the computer"- Mystery women

"Sure and if you feel something under my desk, don't be alarm its my foot rest"- Teacher