Taxi Hell – Driver POV

Author – Shoeless guy

I’d had a busy day with plenty of fares even with my payment machine refusing cards. I was about to switch off my ‘FOR HIRE’ sign and head home when some 6ft ‘trendy
bearded’ idiot in a grey suit stepped out in front of my cab shouting ‘TAXI’. My sudden stop enabled two young men in suits to get in my cab followed by the idiot that I nearly hit. They where merry in drink but not totally drunk. No polite request but a demand to be taken out of town. The traffic was heavy and they where getting impatient when one shouted arrogantly “Stop driver! we’re getting the tube as you’re too slow” and proceeded to shove his debit card through the payment hatch. “Sorry guys” I said politely “machine is down, cash only I’m afraid”. “We have no cash” explained the tall blond haired guy, i heard the others call him Mike “Can you find an ATM machine on route”. I would of happily kicked them out without payment and just head home but their rudeness stopped me. I passed several ATM machines but couldn’t stop due to the traffic, eventually I found a bank with several ATM’s, the blond guy called Mike got out and tried every cash machine without success, as he walked back to the taxi I noticed his footwear, nice expensive brogue shoes. As soon as he was back inside the cab I locked the doors and demanded something as collateral until they could pay the fare. The bearded guy shouted in a condescending manner that anything I suggested was far too valuable for paying a lousy taxi fare. His arrogance was becoming unbearable when the guy sat between him and Mike suggested a supermarket with cashback facilities and more urgently ‘toilets’. I agreed and drove off.
With their desperation for a piss they would agree to anything, so I took my time finding a supermarket. I deliberately parked my cab furthest away from the supermarket entrance. Another request for collateral was dismissed. So I said to the bearded guy “To stop you doing a runner after getting out of my taxi, give me your shoes, it’s the only way your getting out”. He stared at me as if in defiance, his mates laughed and said “Yeah Nick give him your shoes” he was about to swear when I shouted “SHOES NOW” he reluctantly undid his laces and removed his shoes revealing plain black socks, I couldn’t believe I got a 6ft tall man to give me his shoes. He squeezed them through the money hatch in the cabs partition. I looked at them, I could smell the warm patent leather and threw them in the front passenger footwell. I knew they where expensive and they alone would cover the cost of the taxi fare but I wasn’t finished. The other two where still laughing at their friends embarrassment. “Not enough” I said then looked at the guy sat in the middle, his laughter stopped as I demanded his too, “Take off your shoes and give them to me”, he did reluctantly and passed them through the hatch, another strong smell of leather and feet from his warm shoes. I threw them next to the other pair. He called me a pratt, I wasn’t bothered, he was in his socks and I had his shoes. Mike, the last remaining wearer of footwear shouted “Can we get out now for crying out loud, I need a piss”, “Not until you also hand over your shoes” I said. The 6ft tall blond stared at his friends shoeless feet, looked down at his own shoes and realised his fate. “Your not laughing now” I said as he undid the laces of his tan Brogues, he slipped them off his feet and handed them to me. “Nice expensive shoes” I said to him as I also threw them into the footwell next to the other pairs of ransomed footwear. They sat on the back seat of my cab, three strapping men in their expensive grey suits and black socked feet, expressing their embarrassment by hiding one socked foot behind the other repeatedly. ‘Not so arrogant now are we boys’ I thought to myself as I unlocked the doors. They got out and clumsily walked quickly in their socks across the large car park towards the entrance of the supermarket and disappeared inside.

They where either drunk, stupid or just too materialistic to hand over a watch. After all depositing a watch would not of been noticed by anyone, but for all three to give up their shoes and walk around a supermarket in their socks was just plain stupid and very very noticeable.
Whilst they where gone I took off my cheap brown shoes and tried on Nick’s black patent leather shoes, they where still quite warm and really comfortable. I then tried Mike’s tan Brogues, they looked good on the tall blond’s feet, even better on mine and I wanted to keep them for myself as I could never justify the cost of a pair. Whilst waiting I listened to the radio news and learned of a banking problem, I realised it wasn’t their fault. I had passed caring about the fare, the enjoyment of persuading three annoying young men to part with their shoes and walk into a supermarket in socked feet was priceless. Even though they where arrogant pigs, I wanted to drive off leaving them stranded penny less and shoeless miles from home but I took pity on them and waited.
They hobbled in socked feet back to the taxi, as soon as the doors closed I locked them and drove out of the car park. I was about to let them have their shoes when Nick ‘demanded’ them back, he also lied about having the cash. His annoyance changed my mind, I drove nowhere near their destination and pulled over. I asked again for payment, Mike the tall blond said ‘I am really sorry but we still haven’t got the cash” I picked up their shoes and was about to give them back when Nick mouthed off again “Give us our shoes and let us out”. I told them I knew they had no cash and why, I was about to give them back again but because of Nicks further annoyance I threw their shoes back into the footwell. I shouted at Nick “Do you ever shut that mouth of yours or are you enjoying being shoeless and confined in my cab?” Mike the blond guy gave me his watch as payment, neither cheap nor expensive it covered more than the cost of the fare. I called the arrogant bearded Nick a shit and told him the homeless people across the road had more respect than them. I picked up Nick’s shoes and opened the front passenger window, I told him he had nice shoes, he looked at them, his bearded jaw dropped as I threw them out of the open window, his big mouth demanded to be let out to get his shoes as he glanced over to the homeless people. I picked up the other pair of black
shoes and as I threw them out, their owner called me a bastard. Finally I told the tall
blond guy how much I admired his expensive footwear and quickly threw them out of the door window landing in the darkness next to the other men’s shoes. I told him the homeless people would appreciate them. I sounded the car horn as I pulled away, their heads turned from the open window to the homeless people whose attention had turned to the pile of expensive patent leather shoes on the roadside. No sooner had I moved I slowed to a halt and unlocked the doors. The three tall young men in their expensive grey suits exited the taxi and ran in their socked feet to retrieve their shoes before the homeless people got to them. I drove off looking in my rear view mirror it was a very close race between them all to reach the expensive patent leather shoes.

I did feel guilty though, not only did I have Mike’s watch I also have his expensive shoes. I had driven from the supermarket in my socks and there where four pairs of shoes in the footwell including mine. I’d actually thrown my own shoes out of the window instead of Mike’s.

Although I had expected to finish work several hours earlier I’d enjoyed watching the captive arrogant young men squirm with embarrassment without their shoes. It was better than a night in front of the TV. Perhaps I should do it again!

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Taxi hell

Author – Shoeless guy

It had been a long day in the office in central London when me and two of my work colleagues, Mike and Nick decided to have a few beers before getting the tube home. The bar was quiet at first as we sat
there in our shirt and ties and dark grey suits with black lace up shoes except Mike who was wearing dark tan brogues. One pint lead to another until the cash ran out and we’d tried using contactless but
the barman said the machines where down. At this point it was decided to grab a cab, we all lived in the same block of flats in a town south of London so one cab was easier than the tube in our inebriated state.

We flagged down a black cab and jumped in. Traffic was heavy and after half an hour we hadn’t travelled far, so we decided to get out and use the tube. Mike asked the cab driver to pull over and asked to pay using contact less. “Sorry guys” said the driver “machine is down, cash only I’m afraid”.
“We have no cash” explained Mike “Can you find an ATM machine”. The driver continued passing loads of ATM’s on our original route obviously wanting to take us home. After an hour the traffic got lighter
and the fare got larger as he pulled over to a bank. Mike got out and tried several machines with no luck, he jumped back in and as the door closed the locks where activated. I’ll need collateral against payment before continuing explained the driver. “Like what?” asked Nick. “Jewellery, watches or phone” said the driver. In an arrogant manner Nick told the driver that these items are far too expensive to pay a dismal taxi fare. This enraged the driver into thinking we where arrogant overpaid ‘suits’. “You’re not leaving this cab until I’m paid” said the driver. I asked if we could try a supermarket and buy something to get
‘cashback’ at the checkout, we also needed the toilet too. The driver deliberately took some very long routes and eventually arrived at a supermarket on the outskirts of the city. He again asked for collateral,
Nick refused again, the driver, now annoyed said to Nick “To stop you doing a runner after getting out of my taxi, give me your shoes, it’s the only way your getting out”.

“What the..” said Nick. “SHOES!!! now”
shouted the driver. Nick reluctantly undid his laces and removed his shoes revealing his black socks, he just managed to squeeze his shoes through the money hatch in the cabs partition. The driver looked at
them and threw them in the front passenger footwell. “Not enough” said the driver, he looked at me and said “Take off your shoes too” I looked down at my feet,
“hurry up and give me your shoes posh
boy” he said. I undid my laces and took off my shoes and passed them through the hatch that Nick’s shoes went. The driver stared at my shoes and threw them next to Nick’s. “Hey be careful with my shoes
you pratt” I said. The driver just glared at me as I sat helpless in my socks. Mike shouted at the driver “Can we get out now for crying out loud, I need a piss”
“Not until you give me your shoes too” said the driver. Mike stared at mine and Nick’s shoeless feet and realised he too was going to be in his socks before leaving the taxi. He undid his laces, slipped off his tan brogues and proceeded to place his shoes through the hatch reluctantly handing them to the driver. “Nice expensive shoes” as he threw them next to ours. We sat in our suits and socks awaiting our release.

The doors unlocked and we headed into the supermarket shoeless. Customers stared as we looked for the toilet, who wouldn’t stare at three men in suits padding around the shopfloor in their socks. After the toilet we headed for the drinks section, if we each bought water we could get cash back to pay the taxi fare and get our shoes back. I scanned my water at the self service till to avoid standing with embarrassment In my socks in the normal queue. I could feel the blood drain when my debit card was
not accepted, the shop assistant came over and said ‘Sorry sir, there is a bank failure nationwide and no card transactions are being authorised “. Nick and Mike quickly realised too, we headed back outside hoping the taxi was still there, it was, we said nothing to the driver until we got back in the cab. Nick arrogantly asked for his shoes, “Have you got the taxi fare” asked the driver. “Yes” said Nick.

The driver said he would pull over soon and hand back our shoes. It seemed like the journey took longer than necessary, we where like mobile prisoners locked in the vehicle without shoes to prevent us fleeing if we where to escape our confinement. He eventually pulled over below an overpass where a group of homeless people where sheltering on the opposite side of the road and asked for payment, we looked at
each other, stared at our socked feet and Mike said ‘I am really sorry but we still haven’t got the cash”.

The driver began picking up our shoes from the footwell when Nick’s arrogance resurfaced “Give us our bloody shoes now and release us” “I was going to do just that you arrogant lying piece of shit, when you went into the supermarket I heard on the radio about the bank payment fault and took pity until you lied” said the driver. “Now I want a watch or jewellery to pay this high taxi fare and then I will release you and your shoes”. Mike was wearing an inexpensive watch but still cost more than the fare, he handed it through the same hatch that our shoes disappeared through. “Give us back our shoes and take us home” said Nick. “Your arrogance is unbelievable” said the driver. “First you want releasing then taking home, make up your mind you shit, those people sheltering over there have more respect than you’ll ever have” he said. The driver picked up Nick’s shoes “I’ll keep my promise, I’ll release your shoes then you” The driver opened the front passenger door window looked at Nick’s shoes then threw them out the window landing on the ground beside the cab. Nick demanded to be let out to retrieve his shoes. “All in good time you shit” said the driver he then picked up my black shoes, smiled and threw them out the window. “You bastard” I shouted trapped sitting there in my socks. He finally picked up Mike’s tan brogues “These are lovely expensive shoes, do you think the homeless people will appreciate them more than you” he threw them out the window too. “I promised I’d release your shoes now to release you three from my cab”

He pulled away, with us still in the cab and at the same time sounding his horn to alert the homeless guys of our pile of shoes. One hundred yards up the street he stopped the
taxi and released us from our confinement (as promised) and we legged back down the street in our suits and socks. It was a race against time, the homeless versus the shoeless, who would get to our shoes first?

Shoes stolen by stranger

Author – Steve Stone

I post shoeplay videos at youtube for some time.

YouTube video

Last week an fan of my video came to cologne to see it live. I sit on a wall and took a rest. I posted where I am. Because the day was realy hard, I nearly fall alseep wainting, when I suddenly feel someone touching my shoes and although I tried to avoid it, I felt my shoes being pulled of my feet. First the right, then the left shoe.

Within seconds my feet were exposed and was sitting on the wall in my socks. The guy took my shoes, put them into a bag and walked away. I still was in shock ..left behind in my thin blue socks. He even filmed it and send the video to me to make the humilation complete..

I had to pass a lot of people walking without shoes on my way back…

shoelost@yahoo.com- contact me if you want to steal my shoes as well or if you want more details.

Homework shoes

Author – shoelossfan

It was another Friday morning at J.W. Smith middle school and for 7th grader Alex Carmen it was hopefully another normal school day, after having dropped off his backpack into his school locker and grabbing the stuff he needed for his first period class. Alex was clad in his normal attire which included a blood red jacket, black t-shirt, black pants, and on his feet were a pair of black rebook sneakers with brown laces he had back hair and in front of his teal eyes were a pair of glasses. Soon enough Alex entered his social studies classroom (history class for those outside the states) and walked over to his desk, which was on the second row in from the back and one desk to the left from the right side of the classroom.

“Alright one last period of this and then on to the weekend, hm..i wonder if ether Penelope or Natalie want to hang out this weekend?” Alex asked himself as he laid back in his chair setting down his text book, note book and pencil case that contained his pens and pencils onto the desk, before watching his fellow classmates filter into the classroom through the single door at the back-left corner of the room, whilst the teacher named Jen parker who was a mostly kind women in her early 20’s was writing something on the chalk board in the front of the room for the upcoming lesson.

After a few minutes of watching Alex smiled and waved over his friend Penelope who walked over towards Alex and exclaimed. “hey there Alex, how’s it going today?”

“Oh pretty good, say you doing anything this weekend?” Alex asked Penelope while she sat down in the desk on the left side of Alex’s, she thought about the question for a minute before she answered. “to be honest not really, I mean other than having fun with little sister.”

“huh I see say want to go on a hike on those paths tomorrow?” Alex asked with a bit of an interested tone while glancing over Penelope’s outfit, which included a brown t-shirt with the old Pepsi logo, a blue jacket, blue converse that looked pretty worn and loose along with a pair of white bobby socks, she happened to have long flowing red hair with a black bow halfway down and brown eyes. Penelope meanwhile soon exclaimed in her cheerful and happy way. “sure, I would like to go on a hike with you Alex.”

“Heh thanks” Alex replied with a bit of a smile and a blush on his face since right off the bat Penelope’s right foot slipped out of it’s loose converse as she started to shoeplay a bit, while the rest of the 30 students for that class filtered into the room, with Alex noticing that about three students were at the teachers desk trading in one of their shoes or both for pencil’s notebooks, textbooks or pens since they forgot said items, making Alex sigh hoping that he wouldn’t lose one of his shoes to such a thing today.
after the trio of students left two single shoes and one full pair of shoes on the teacher’s desk and went back to their own desk with their needed supplies and the door to the classroom shut by the last students to walk in, with the bell to start the first period going off over the school intercom. With just a smile on her face and not a word said Miss parker then started to go around to student’s desks to gather up last night’s homework.

While most students already had it out Alex opened his note book since he left his homework in it the night before, but his smile from his talk with Penelope faded when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework inside the textbook as planned. So instead he opened up his text book to see if he put it inside there making his heart sink when he noticed that he didn’t have his homework on hand for class, with Natalie who was another friend of Alex’s who sat in the row behind him but one desk to the right noticing.

“Psst what’s wrong Alex?” Penelope whispered over while Alex looked back over at her and sighed before admitting in his own whisper so not to be heard by the teacher. “I think I forgot my homework at home…”

“that’s not good, wish there was something I could do.” Natalie replied with Alex looking back towards miss parker who was busy talking with a student one row ahead. “so where’s your homework at Nathan?”

Nathen himself was a normal looking boy for his age with short brown hair and blue eyes, he sighed before replying to the teacher. “I forgot to do it last night miss parker…”

“Well you know the rules, please hand over your shoes.” Miss parker replied holding out her free hand as Nathen hesitated for a minute before reaching down to taking off his white and blue Nike sports shoes, undoing the laces before slipping them off and setting them onto his desk, at which point Miss parker grabbed both shoes by the laces and walked them back to her desk where she set them down explaining. “since this is the second time this week Nathen that you forgot your homework you can have them back at the end of the day Tuesday understand.”

Nathen said nothing as he just nodded to his teacher and agreed with what she said as miss parker continued to gather the homework from the other students, soon reaching Alex’s desk and asking him. “so Alex where if your homework today?”

“Look I was so sure that I had it last night when I put it into my bag, I must of just forgot it in my bag.” Alex replied a bit scared as miss Parker just sighed before saying. “well you know the rules regardless hand over your shoes.”

Alex’s heart sunk as he hesitated for a few minutes before miss parker stated a bit annoyed holding out her free hand. “I said take off your shoes and hand them to me right now.”

Sighing since he knew there was no way he was getting out of this Alex reached down and started to undo the brown laces of his black rebook sneakers, slipping them over slowly with an embarrassed blush on his face as he exposed his black socks with red on the toes and heel to the open air. As he picked up his untied sneakers and set them onto the desk with miss parker quickly snatching them up by the laces before she said. “that wasn’t so hard and don’t worry you will get them back at the end of the day.”

Looking worried as he nervously rubbed his socked feet together Alex couldn’t help but watch as Miss parker walked with his shoes in hand to her desk and sent them beside Nathen’s shoes before she continued to gather up everyone else’s homework sheets before starting class, while the foot shy Alex had a hard time with it since during class a few classmates from neighboring desks seemed to be staring at his socked feet.

School for Alex for the rest of the day was pretty normal with him having no other problems, though he didn’t like the fact he was stuck walking in his socks for the whole the school day, Luckily true to her word miss parker returned Alex’s shoes at the end of the day before he walked home with Penelope and Natalie.

Shoe Fleet

Author – Shoeboy

Since I was a boy I have had an interest in losing shoes. Boys often seemed to lose shoes in stories and I had a secret wish that it would happen to me one day. Well it did!
I was always thinking up things I could do with shoes,, like throwing them up into a tree to see if they stuck there; they never did! I threw one up into the air near a flat roofed building hoping that it would land on it, but it didn’t.
Then one day I was with a friend playing by a lake and I got the idea of floating my shoe on the water. It worked! My friend , who was wearing sandals, did the same and soon we had a fleet of four shoes floating on the water; it was very exciting. Then suddenly the wind got very strong and our shoes were in danger of going too far. I waded in and rescued my friends sandals, then one of my school shoes. But the other one was too far out and although I waded as far as I could without taking my clothes off, I couldn’t reach it. I watched helplessly until it took in water and sank without trace. I felt embarrassed walking home wearing one shoe, but it started a long sequence of shoe losses. It became an obsession and is to this day. I just can’t stop losing shoes!

One shoe at the movies

Author – Evan

Yesterday I was hanging out with one of my friends. We decided to go see Incredibles 2 together. I sat at the end of one row while he sat in an adjacent seat in the row in front of me. I kept propping my feet up on the seat in front of me on and off throughout the movie. By the time the movie was over, my friend got up and as he walked past the seat my feet were on, he grabbed my left shoe and quickly bolted out of the theater with it. I wouldve went after him immediately, but there was a good amount of people in front of me so it took awhile. I was one of the last people to leave the theater when I bumped into an usher who looked down and saw I was missing a shoe. “Lost your shoe there bud?” I just told him sorta and ran off to catch up with my friend. By the time I got outside, my friend was backing up his car and shouted out of his window, “See ya tomorrow.” He was waving my shoe at me before throwing back into his car and driving off. Had to walk back home in one shoe and my white sock.

Lost to a roof

Author – Shoelossfan

My story starts off back when I was in middle school about 8 or so years ago, It was the middle of summer vacation while I was living in Colorado springs at the time and one of my favorite things to do was hang out at the local elementary school park (as the school itself had about 3 playgrounds since it was attached to a rather large park) Anyway I was at the playground of the far side of the park from where I normally entered, swinging on the playground swings since I always loved to do that when I was little. My shoes at the time were some kind of black sneaker but It’s hard to remember the brand since back then I went through shoes like crazy, I was wearing them loose since I like of liked to kick off my shoes while I was on the swings from time to time and see how far they would go.

While swinging there I noticed a group of 3-4 middle schoolers about a grade above me (I was about the enter the 7th grade) rounded around the corner of the school, and I don’t really know what was going through their heads, but I was all on my lonesome and they figured they were going to have a little bit of fun with me. Myself being a bit stupid looking back at it now waved over and greeted them since I really had no friends near my age range. (I have some autism though it’s not that severe and this is around the time my shoe loss fetish was starting to form, leading to a lot of awkward moments.) I fixed my shoes as I looked the trio over since I have made a few enemy’s in the area because I would try to steal shoes from time to time.

There were I think two girls and a guy in their little group I think and the guy greeted me as well while the girls sat on the swings that flanked me, of course being the teenage I was I couldn’t really look away from their choice in shoes, which I think they were both wearing sneakers of some branding. They asked me if I wanted to hang out with them which of course I figured It wouldn’t hurt, so we chatted about a few things walked around the playground area and on the equipment.

After a few minutes I was sitting on top of this electrical thing that was on the pavement between the playground and school (no idea what it was used for), and they wanted to go onto the school roof to continue the chat. Now before you ask there was a way to get up there since the main electrical transformer and such for the school was right against the wall, it was somewhat easy to get on top of (there wasn’t any exposed wires or such.) however I was a bit of a coward and didn’t want to follow them up there. So one of the girls got the bright idea that I needed some motivation to go up there, while her two friends went up ahead of her, she then out of the blue took one of my sneakers off and tossed it up onto the school roof, Telling me that “If you want your shoe back then come on up with us, besides it’s fun.”
She then went up to the school roof to join her friends leaving me standing at the school wall without my shoe, I was wearing those cheap Hanes socks that have grey on the toes and heel while the rest was white. For a few minutes I couldn’t believe what had happened to me, but at the time I was worried about being caught and was a lot a bit paranoid about what would happen if I was caught on the school roof. I shouted up to them asking for my shoe back but they just said in something of a teasing tone. “If you want it back then come up here!”

At that point I just knew that my shoe was gone for good so I started to make my way out of the park with one shoe and one sock, A bit upset and worried since those were my only shoes at the time. Luckily when I got home no one else was home so it was easy to sneak into my room but I never saw that shoe again and for a few days I had to go around with only one until my parents could afford to get me some new shoes.