**Part 3 of 3** Warning: These aren't pleasure footjobs. If..

**Part 3 of 3** Warning: These aren't pleasure footjobs. If you attempt doing what I do you'd better enjoy pain. It's not without risk of injury either. Maybe my brain is wired wrong but I get intense pleasure out of being stomped on like a pedal. I imagine I am a tired old engine. Maybe I'm cold or have something mechanically broken. I can't talk so there is no way I can tell her what's wrong. I am nothing but a lifeless machine to her. She has to get me started no matter what. She might get frustrated and hurt me. Think about all the moving parts of an engine and all the horsepower. A perfect sequence of events must occur during the startup. Before computers & fuel injection - her foot controls the fuel squirting down the carb to be sucked into an intake, met with a spark that will explode. The fuel/air ratio has to be just right to fire. Cold dense air requires even more fuel. Bare parts need oil to lubricate after sitting, making the engine more sluggish. Starting an engine can cause the most wear. All of these parts moving thousands of revolutions per minute. Her foot can instantly make the engine surge 1000s of RPMs in a split second. I feel sorry for the struggling engine. The sputtering is like crying out, "no, please it hurts trying to start!" Maybe she thinks it's a fight or maybe she thinks she's helping you. Depends on the girl. Either way, I put myself in that fantasy and I love it. I risk getting injured so for a moment on video - through me - you can feel what it's like to be her gas pedal. She liked me and before we started she asked how she could give me the best footjob of my life. I told her that I didn't want her to make it sexual. I wanted to be her gas pedal. She was delighted to show me no mercy. Look at her face when I pan the camera up. She's has a sexy little smirk because she was enjoying giving me pleasure. Again, not all girls like doing these but some absolutely do. **Notes for the stinky lovers** I was disappointed that her feet weren't smelly. I was looking forward to pantyhose feet. She told me a story about going away to camp and the girls had a challenge where the loser had to wear the same pair of socks every day for the entire week. She lost the challenge. She said her feet reeked and the girls all made fun of her stink! Her socks were gross and crusty with sweat and she threw them away at the end. What I wouldn't give to have those socks!