Month: July 2026

Wedding Surprise Part 5 4 (2)

This entry is part 5 of 10 in the series Wedding Surprise

Dan’s wedding night adventure continues

written by paragon
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Vivian asked Nancy to step down off Dan’s dick and sit on the couch. Nancy stepped down and sat next to Vivian. Tracy was still on her knees on top of Dan’s chest, and her foot was still in his mouth. Vivian told her to sit on the couch as well, and she too, did as asked. Vivian slid down off the couch and straddled Dan’s chest so that she was sitting on him with one leg on each side. She put her hands on his bare chest and rubbed gently. She slid her hands up his chest and caressed his face in her hands. She leaned over and passionately kissed him and then whispered in his ear. „Do you want to watch me trample Tracy or Nancy?“ She asked. Continue reading “Wedding Surprise Part 5 4 (2)“

Leaf Man Part 13 4.5 (2)

This entry is part 13 of 13 in the series Leaf Man

Part 13 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Brenda is so muscular and strong that I feel her solid mass through her lumpy white sock brush up against the side of my neck as she wobbles to get her balance. I feel the warmth of her other sweat suited knee wedged on my face while the coldness of her sneaker’s sole bottom is parked on my neck.

Brenda now stands, and repositions her other sneaker, completely on my sideways laying head. Brenda’s muscular legs are squeezing the side of my face into the earth, to support her full body weight. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 13 4.5 (2)“

A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 6 0 (0)

written by ogilthorpe
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Jennifer Gasped.

She gazed at a spectacle of bloody horror. She was partly shielded from the scene by Shannon’s bed. There, on the far side of the bed, she could see her sister holding what looked to be a small hatchet. Her face and arms were covered with fresh blood, as she stood immobile, leering down at something not yet visible.

It took Jennifer a second to gather her thoughts. Then she rushed around the bed to see Shannon standing on her brother. Her high heels impaled each of his nipples. The tips had clearly penetrated his chest. For a moment Jennifer was transfixed by the slow rise and fall of Shannon’s body as his chest heaved in a desperate attempt to get air. Freddy appeared to be unconscious beneath her. His face and trunk were terribly bruised and lacerated, but Jennifer finally noticed, to her horror, that all four of his limbs were neatly severed from his body. Shannon had arranged the dismembered limbs in a neat circle around her victim. She stared at her handiwork with the look of a demented artist, admiring the final composition of bloody limbs. Shannon’s eyes slowly rose to meet her
sister’s astonished stare. Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 6 0 (0)“

A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 5 0 (0)

written by ogilthorpe
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

It was two in the morning. Jennifer was getting sleepy. She had just about lost any lingering desire to persuade her brother Freddy into becoming her floormat. He had been talking, nonstop, for hours. He needed to convince his sister that He was truly his sister’s milder half, and that Shannon could not be whole, or content, until they were permanently reunited. His twin must accept him as her mat. On and on he went, determined, it appeared, that he would not stop until he had enlisted Jennifer in his cause. This seemed pretty silly to Jennifer. But she had decided that two people so intense probably deserved each other. She also decided that when she got her own advanced mat, that they could leave the talking part out. She still lay with her feet comfortably in Freddy’s lap. The idea of poking her toes between his lips still appealed, but not so much to tease him into submitting to her. The idea was rather to shut him up. Jennifer stretched and yawned.
“Look, Freddy, this makes zero sense to me. But if you really would rather belong to Shannon, instead of having me play with you, then I’ll try to help you. Don’t start in again. Yes, I know, you were put on this earth to be the yin to her yang, or something like that. As far as I’m concerned, you’re just as likely on this earth to keep my feet warm. And I’ll just bet I could convince you and your own little yinyang that I’m right. But, I’m too tired to argue. So, how can I help you with Shannon?” Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 5 0 (0)“

A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 4 0 (0)

written by ogilthorpe
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

The ride home took a long time. Traffic was heavy, and the big Lincoln frequently slowed to a crawl. “I sure wish there was a spell to fix traffic jams, Jennifer announced. “I bet you could make another fortune, Mom.” Gloria grinned at her daughter. The first smile in some hours, and Jennifer was pleased to see it.

“Well, Jennifer, we could always fly home. It would make us sort of conspicuous, I’m afraid.” Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 4 0 (0)“

A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 3 0 (0)

written by ogilthorpe
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

The headquarters of Custom Floormats Inc. was in keeping with their commitment to modern technology. It was a very modern, rather generic looking office building, in a suburban business park. It was not a large building, and was wedged between two national insurance companies. Jennifer was getting more excited as the limousine pulled up to the front door. Elizabeth, who was driving, ran around to let Jennifer and her mother out. She looked a bit odd in her chauffeur’s uniform. Her blond curls burst out from under the cap. She tried to look solemn as she held the door open, but could not manage it. She looked like a young mischievous lady who was trying hard not to giggle. In this case, her looks told the truth. As Jennifer stepped out, Elizabeth leaned over and whispered, ”Have fun in there. I want to hear all about it later.” Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 3 0 (0)“

A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 2 0 (0)

written by ogilthorpe
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Chapter #2

Jennifer Blake awoke with a smile. It was Tuesday morning. Today she would go with her mother to meet Lilith, and maybe purchase her first mat. She sat up and sensuously stretched to wake up. She looked at the light streaming in through the balcony doors. She hopped out of bed and made her way into her bathroom. She sang as she showered, and then dressed.

She was skipping school today, so she decided to dress up. A leisurely search through her closets ended with a finely tailored blue suit. It went on over her sheer dark pantyhose. At last, she found the matching blue pumps and slipped them on. They were conservative as such shoes go, with only a two-inch heel. Continue reading “A Million Dollar Floormat – Chapter 2 0 (0)“

A new Lady Trampler 4.9 (7)

written by GreyWolf
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Well guys, it’s been a while since ol’ Greywolf last posted, but I’m back with an explanation and a new story. Over the last few months, I’ve been battling an enemy that came home with me from a distant jungle in the early 1970s. As a result, I’ve been very weak, tired, and generally feeling rough … but with good medical care and proper rest, I’ve been returning to a basic platform of recovery. Because of the health situation during this time, I’ve not been able to enjoy some of my special hobbies … one of those hobbies being limited is the one that is the basis of this forum.

Well, about 4 weeks ago a very special friend came to visit. I remember well the times that trampling has come up by way of TV shows or other friends, but she always declined the opportunity to have a guy under her very attractive feet. However, about a year and ½ ago, I was showing her some Shiatsu information (which involves walking on a person) and some pics from a few trample sites. After looking at the printouts I made for her, she said she’d like to give it a try. She pointed out that her cousin occasionally walked on her back, so walking on my back and my front might be ok. A few days later, she and I were sitting on the couch and watching one of my DVD’s. It happened to be Charlie’s Angels, which has a good scene of “back-walking” by Lucy Liu. She mentioned that when the video was over she’d like to try walking on me. “Finally!” I thought, she’s going to give it a try. She (I’ll call her Deanna) was 5’8”, 135#, and size 8 ½ feet. Continue reading “A new Lady Trampler 4.9 (7)“

Beach Concert Hand Trample 4.9 (10)

written by AJ Jones
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Publisher’s notice:

AJ wrote this originally as a forum post, so there are throughout the story some explanations, tips-and-tricks, how-tos, and best practices for like-minded people. 

First, tips for concert crushes:

Buy a lawn ticket and get there early. Once it’s dark, it’s difficult to tell from a distance who has heels on, so watch the girls coming in while it is still light, noting the outfits of the girls with heels (you’d be surprised how easy they are to find later). It’s better to look for girls with high-heeled boots on, as the girls tend to keep them on the entire show. Too often, a girl with high-heeled SHOES removes them and goes barefoot eventually. Low heels are better than high heels, as the girls usually raise them off the ground enough to get your finger beneath them. High-heels are already so extreme, a girl notices she’s standing on you more easily. This is less true, the softer or muddier the surface is, and works backwards in soft sand, as I’ll discuss below. Also, many times, a woman’s high heels drive your fingers apart and slip between them as she steps down, not on top of them. Even worse, stilettos easily (and horribly) pinch finger skin or the web of your hand, missing your fingers. You haven’t experienced pain until you’ve had a woman calmly stand on the web of your hand in heels for minute after eternal minute while she talks to her boyfriend! Cowboy boots allow for a long-time, very satisfying hand and finger crush, and are VERY hard-core if a tall woman is wearing them! Continue reading “Beach Concert Hand Trample 4.9 (10)“

Trampling girl in a store – Part 3 3.2 (6)

written by andsonpoa
 original source of the story was Submitted by the author

A few days later, I stopped by to see Ida-Lisa, who was alone in the store. She looked less annoyed than the last time I’d seen her. She was unpacking some things, so I could watch her in peace. I liked it when she dropped an empty bag on the floor and accidentally stepped on it. “This is where the bags should be,” I said, my voice tinged with longing. “What kind of person are you?” Ida-Lisa asked as she turned around, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “Hi, my name is Ove,” I said, glancing at Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “Oh, really?” Ida-Lisa replied. “I’m going to work as a walkway mat from now on,” I said, casting another glance at Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “I didn’t order anything like that, but lie down in front of, or rather, behind, the checkout counter, and I’ll give it a try.” I walked over and lay down. I had barely settled in when the first customer walked in. Ida-Lisa walked toward me with a welcoming smile for the customer, who didn’t suspect anything out of the ordinary. She just picked out what she wanted and lined it up at the register. Standing gently on me, Ida-Lisa talked with her. They then stood there chatting about nothing for a while. I enjoyed being flattened under Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “I know you’ve started working out, but I didn’t realize it would affect your height,” said the customer, who happened to be the known hairdresser, amused. She leaned over the counter and looked down at me as I lay there, smiling at her. “You’re such a dodgeball, lying there,” she said with a playful wink in my direction. “Yeah, I’m lying here enjoying myself under Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops.” Continue reading “Trampling girl in a store – Part 3 3.2 (6)“