Locked up shoeless

Author – Shoeless guy

The three pals had been hitching across America for two weeks on their month long vacation. They where heading west on Route 66, their last ride, an old gentleman in an even older car had dropped them off at a crossroads off the main highway. There wasn’t a lot of traffic and the day was getting old and the three 25 year olds where getting hungry. After half an hour a police car pulled up and asked them why and where they where going. Jack had answered the officers questions while Andy and Jake stared at the dark clouds heading in their direction. “It will be dark soon and there is a storm heading this way” said the officer. Jack asked if there was a motel nearby. “No and there is not a lot of traffic on this route” said the police officer. “I’d be failing in my duty of care to leave you here, get in the car and I’ll take you to the police office where you can stay the night” he said. They placed their bags in the car trunk and clambered into the back seat. After 30 minutes they pulled up outside an old single storey building that had a small sign saying Sheriff. The officer got out and left the three young men in the car and entered the building. They tried letting themselves out but couldn’t as the rear seating area was enclosed by caging and no release locks on the door. “Feel like we are prisoners” said Jake’ they laughed. The office returned to the vehicle and opened the door and let them out. They grabbed their bags from the trunk and followed the officer through the front door of the Sheriff’s Office. “You can sleep in the jailhouse tonight, the cells already have a prisoner so we’ll need to take your valuables and possessions for safe keeping. If he finds out you’re not genuine prisoners it could be awkward so you’ll need to pretend you are, even to the officers whilst your in there”. “I’m not sure about this” said Andy feeling uncomfortable about being in a cell. “You’ll be fine, just keep your heads down and morning will be here before you know it” said the officer. They went to the desk which said ‘processing’ they emptied their pockets and placed their valuables including their cell phones into their bags and handed the bags to the officer who placed them in a room behind the desk. The officer filled out some paperwork and asked the guys to sign. “Disclaimers” said the officer. They followed the officer down a corridor into another large room with old fashioned style jail cells that looked like cages, like in an old western movie.
Andy and Jake entered one jail cell and Jack had another cell to himself. They stood inside the cells and the officer locked the doors, the feeling of being locked inside a jail cell without escape was overwhelming. One last thing said the officer “Take off your shoes”. “What!” shouted Jack. “Prisoners are not allowed shoes in the cells” said the officer. “We are not really…” said Jack stopping himself mid sentence remembering what he was told earlier. “Take off your shoes” repeated the officer. Andy and Jake undid their laces and handed their athletic shoes through the bars of the cell leaving their socked feet touching the cold stone floor. Jack just stared at the officer in defiance. “I’ll be back to deal with you” said the officer as he left with Andy and Jakes Nike’s. The office returned “Are you going to hand over your shoes or do I have to use this” said the officer whilst pointing a taser gun at Jack. “you’re not having my shoes” said Jack. He warned Jack again and told him to lie on the floor and place his hands behind his back. Andy shouted at Jack ‘Just do as he says Jack’ we don’t want to cause any trouble Officer” “Get on the floor” shouted the officer and this time Jack obeyed. He layed face down and placed his hands behind his back, the cell door opened and the officer knelt down and placed handcuffs on Jacks wrists. He then got out a set of ankle cuffs and placed one end around Jacks left ankle and threaded the other end half way up the cage bars and pulled which lifted Jacks ankle in the air he then locked the other cuff around Jacks right ankle. This left Jack handcuffed on the floor with his feet up in the air. The officer proceeded to remove Jacks Reebok shoes leaving a pair of damp smelly black socked feet dangling from chains. The officer left the cell locking the door. He said to Jack “If you had just complied like your friends you would not be in your predicament. If your a good boy I’ll let you down” He left carrying Jacks Reebok athletic shoes.
In the next cell to Jack, the real prisoner started laughing, he was about 35 years old and drunk. “Are you stupid” he said to Jack. Jack said nothing as he laid handcuffed with his feet dangling from the cell bars. The drunk prisoner could reach through the bars and grabbed Jack and pulled him over towards him. “Have you any cigarettes as he tried searching through Jacks pockets. “Let go of him, they took all our stuff” shouted Andy at the drunk guy. The drunk grabbed Jacks dangling feet and shouted “ticklish”. “Get off my feet” shouted Jack as he started giggling like a child. After five minutes the drunk got bored and let go of Jacks feet and laid down in his cell and fell asleep.
Another five minutes passed and the officer returned, he opened Jacks cell and entered, he removed the cuffs from Jacks ankles and let his legs fall to the floor, he left the cell and locked it. He told Jack to stand up and walk backwards towards the cell door where he released Jacks handcuffs through the cell door. When the night duty officer gets here you’ll get some food.
They sat in the cell whispering in order to not awake the drunk in the next cell. “I want to leave” said Jack, “This wasn’t a good idea, I cannot believe we are in jail without our cell phones and shoes, tortured by a jailer and my feet abused by a drunk” The door opened and a teenager was escorted to the adjoining cell to the drunk. The officer removed his cuffs and shoes and locked the cell. The teenager lifted his gray socked feet off the cold floor and placed them on the bench and put his head between his knees and sobbed. The new officer carried the redundant cuffs and teenagers shoes towards the doorway when Jake shouted to him “We need to leave, we made a mistake coming here, can we have our bags and shoes back so we can phone a cab and leave”. The new officer just laughed “Yeah, everyone makes a mistake coming to this hotel you’re prisoners god damn it” and proceeded to leave. They looked at each and feared that things were not quite what they seemed.
They fell asleep without food.

Alternative ending ‘A’

The next morning they woke up to the sound of a cell door being opened by another officer, not their cell doors but the drunk next to Jack. “Wake up Jones, it’s time to leave” as the officer threw Jones’ boots on the floor next to him. He woke up and pulled his boots on and mumbled “cannot believe i’m here again” as he followed the officer out. The guys where fully awake and hungry, “we’ll be out shortly” said Andy “We’ll get some food and hitch a lift back to the highway”. The officer returned carrying a pair of shoes, not any of the guys shoes but the teenagers, his cell was opened and the teen put on his shoes and followed the officer out. They where left alone for 30 minutes when the officer returned not carrying their shoes but coffee, he handed them through the cell bars. “Drink these guys” he said, “We need to leave” said Jake. “Prisoners don’t decide when to leave” said the officer “Your paperwork is incomplete, we need to wait for Officer Burke to come on duty to sort it out. “How long” said Jack. “Late afternoon” said the officer. “We’re not real prisoners” shouted the guys. “Yeah yeah, that’s what they all say” said the officer as he left them in their locked cells shoeless and desperate to leave. Six hours later a familiar face appeared carrying their athletic shoes, Officer Burke opened the cell doors and gave them to the guys to put on. “Sorry guys, I had a long night, overslept and totally forgot about your overnight stay. I apologise to you for the brutal behaviour chaining your feet up in the cell but I couldn’t let you speak to me like that near other prisoners, my mistake for not confiscating your shoes before entering the cells”. They where given their bags back and Officer Burke gave them a ride back to the highway. They sat on the side of the road bewildered at what had just happened over the last 24 hours. Now they where in the same position as a day earlier, no traffic, dusk approaching but they took their chances hitching than spending another night at the hospitality of the local police department.

Alternative ending ‘B’

The next morning they woke up to the sound of a cell door opening, more prisoners entering another cell, shoeless but no cuffs, two men in their early twenties. The drunk woke up, “Where am I” he said. Jack told him he’s in jail. “What” said the now sober drunk. “Do you not remember tickling my feet, you where quite drunk” said Jack. “I don’t remember anything after being offered a bed for the night from a police officer who gave me a bottle of water after missing my bus yesterday, I don’t drink alcohol” he said. The teenager in the next cell mentioned that an officer pulled over and accused him of breaking a store window and arrested him, “He wouldn’t let me contact my parents and brought me here, took away my cell phone and shoes and locked me up”. The new guys in the end cell looked horrified after listening to everyones stories for being incarcarated including Jack, Jake and Andy’s explanation. “We where told to accompany the officer here as we looked similar to a description of some felons who are wanted for jumping bail. He said we’re not arrested but need to keep us in a cell until our identification could be verified, they took our cell phones and shoes for safety”. Jack said “How on earth can seven men be duped into handing over their possessions and allowing their shoes to be confiscated and being locked up against their will”. They all started banging on the cell bars demanding to be let out. In walked an officer who told them they would be leaving shortly but not with their liberty!

Which ending do you prefer?

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Threatened for my sneakers

Author – Shoelover

So I was taking the train last night and I was wearing shiny Nike’s that seemed to have bright reflectors on the sneakers’ design so they catch your eye from a distance. I was walking home by myself and I encountered a guy that was a few inches taller than me wearing all black and he said that if I don’t hand over my sneakers I’ll get beat up. So I handed over my sneakers and he pushed me to the ground and he ran off with my shiny new sneakers. I had to walk through my neighborhood back home in my white socks.😓

Shoes stolen at school

Author – Martin

I have had my shoes taken or stolen plenty of times. Most of these were when I was in high school. Our school uniform consisted of a white button up shirt and navy shorts, with an optional tie. We were required to wear white socks and black shoes. A lot of the boys wore black skate shoes.

It was my third day at school the first time my shoes were taken. It was a lunch break and I was on my own, walking through the outdoor area. I am always quite neatly presented, and had my nice clean shirt tucked in to my shorts as per school rules. I was wearing a pair of black Globe shoes with my white crew length socks.

I was considering where to have lunch when I felt a hard pull on my backpack. I was yanked backwards into a taller guy. He was in a group of four older boys at the school. They had a more scruffy appearance – their shirts were definitely not tucked in.

“Hey, new kid. Look at you, all nice and tidy”, one of them taunted.
“He’s got his shirt tucked in and everything”, said another.
“It would be a shame if he got all dirty!” exclaimed another. The group all laughed.

Suddenly, I was pulled backwards much harder by my backpack. I felt a hard push from behind, and I fell to the dirt. I was held down on the ground and I felt each of my shoes being pulled off my feet. The boys were laughing. I heard one of them say “let’s throw him in the bin!”.

I felt myself being lifted up to my feet. I was pushed forwards towards a tall green wheelie bin. I was stumbling across the ground as I was being pushed closer. I felt myself being lifted up and was dropped head first into the bin. I heard the lid slam down after me, and the boys laughing. I stayed quiet amongst the rubbish, and I heard the boys laughter fade away into the distance.

After a few minutes, I knew that I needed to get out of the bin. I pushed against one of the sides. I felt the bin tip, and it hit the ground on it’s side. I slowly slid out of the bin and stood up. I must have looked quite a sight – my shirt was all dirty and pulled out, and my shorts were stained. The bottoms of my white socks were dirty from the ground.

I looked around for my shoes, but I could not see them. I started walking across the dirt and grass in my socks looking for any sign of them. After walking around for about 10 minutes, I found my shoes inside another bin. I was relieved, as I knew that my white socks were getting dirtier and dirtier. I quickly slipped my shoes on to my socked feet and raced away to class, hoping that I would not run into those guys again.

Leaving my shoes behind

Author – Shoelover

So I was walking around my college’s library and I decided to be really daring and leave my sneakers behind. I saw a few people around but one guy had his phone out and it looked like he was either taking pictures of me or videotaping. I gave him some shoeplay and some white socked foot action as a tease. I decided to take it to the next step by leaving my sneakers vacant. I was so curious if he would take them or someone else. I walked around to different parts of the library and when I came back they were still there. So I put them back on and walked closer to a table that had people nearby. I slid them off and rolled them over to the same guy. He didn’t notice them at first but I watched from a distance. I finally saw him stare at my nikes and he quickly stuffed them in his backpack. Then he started to leave, I got a little horny but scared that he would leave with my shoes so I stopped him and said ‘You have my shoes’! He refused to give them back and said maybe you should buy a pair of sneakers, your socks will get dirty. I was in a complete state of shock and I had to take the train back home in my white socks. It was very embarrassing but what would you guys do if I left my sneakers by your bag?😊🙈

Library trouble

Author – Shoelover

So I was in the library one day working on papers and I wore one of my favorite mint green nikes with white socks jeans and a sweater. There weren’t that many people around so I took my sneakers off and propped my feet up. I got a few glaring looks but it didn’t faze me in the least. I walked around the library floor in my white socks and left my nikes unattended hoping maybe someone would take them and leave me stranded in socks. So I waited in the other side of the library and when I came back to where my sneakers should have been, they were gone!! I checked the list and found and all over the place but they were nowhere! I couldn’t believe someone would do this to me so I had to walk around the neighborhood in my socks risking getting them dirty. Tell me in the comments what you would have done if you saw me leave my sneakers unattended 🙈🙊😊

Stalker stole my shoes and socks

Author – Shoelover

So I was sent an email by one of my followers to go to their apartment after he found out about my fantasies to get tied up and be in a shoeless state. I didn’t even know the guy but I gave him a chance. He also knows that I love walking around in my white sneaker socks so he said he wanted to have some fun with me. I felt like a part of me shouldn’t go and be around a stranger but I couldn’t let this exciting opportunity bypass. So I took the train and a bus to his apartment and I found his place. He texted me his number and said that the door was open. So I walk right in and I saw no one in the apartment. I got really spooked and I decided to wait for him on the sofa. I kicked off my sneakers and wriggled my toes while I waited. Then I saw the guy, he must have been 20 years older than me and had a devilish smile when he gazed at my long slender feet on the table. “Ah I see you made yourself comfortable my dear”, I slowly got a bit nervous because I then saw him sit next to me crawling his fingers up my leg. He said “Aw look at your poor tired feet, let me rub them for you”, I nodded nervously not knowing where it is going. So he took my socked feet and rubbed them, then he stripped me of my socks and tickled my feet. I couldn’t stop laughing and giggling. Then he was about to take my jeans off and I screamed “NOOO”. I ran away from him but he then whipped out rope and said “I haven’t tied you up yet!” I ran as fast as I could not realizing that I left both my socks and sneakers in his apartment. I was then running in the street and headed towards the train only to have people give me weird looks of why I was not wearing shoes or socks.

Stalker stole my shoes and socks

Author – Shoelover

So I was sent an email by one of my followers to go to their apartment after he found out about my fantasies to get tied up and be in a shoeless state. I didn’t even know the guy but I gave him a chance. He also knows that I love walking around in my white sneaker socks so he said he wanted to have some fun with me. I felt like a part of me shouldn’t go and be around a stranger but I couldn’t let this exciting opportunity bypass. So I took the train and a bus to his apartment and I found his place. He texted me his number and said that the door was open. So I walk right in and I saw no one in the apartment. I got really spooked and I decided to wait for him on the sofa. I kicked off my sneakers and wriggled my toes while I waited. Then I saw the guy, he must have been 20 years older than me and had a devilish smile when he gazed at my long slender feet on the table. “Ah I see you made yourself comfortable my dear”, I slowly got a bit nervous because I then saw him sit next to me crawling his fingers up my leg. He said “Aw look at your poor tired feet, let me rub them for you”, I nodded nervously not knowing where it is going. So he took my socked feet and rubbed them, then he stripped me of my socks and tickled my feet. I couldn’t stop laughing and giggling. Then he was about to take my jeans off and I screamed “NOOO”. I ran away from him but he then whipped out rope and said “I haven’t tied you up yet!” I ran as fast as I could not realizing that I left both my socks and sneakers in his apartment. I was then running in the street and headed towards the train only to have people give me weird looks of why I was not wearing shoes or socks.