University Life Part 11 9 min read

After being softened up by Erin’s Uggs, my face was instantly on fire as the brutal treads of Leanne’s Doc Martins marched and bounced to the beat. In total darkness, under her treads and with my hands still pinned under Alina and Riah I tried to get into the zone and just suffer through it. I lost track of how many tunes Leanne stayed on my face for but it was either 5 or 6. When she finally stepped onto my chest I felt the pressure on my right hand lighten as Alina stepped from my hand straight onto my face. A second later Leanne’s boot stomped down hard on my hand. Erin stepped off my cock onto my left arm pinning it and Riah stepped up onto my cock. The whole motion took them only a couple of seconds from Leanne stepping off my face to them all having changed places and it dawned on me that this punishment was not going to end soon.

In comparison to Leanne’s boots, Alina’s trainers were much easier to take. However, I was aware of the savage stamping and grinding that was happening on my right hand. It felt as if Leanne was trying to rip my fingers off with her treads. I could hear Erin laughing at the effort Leanne was making. Despite the light weight of Alina, after a few minutes, my face was also starting to hurt again. It had been danced on now for over 45 minutes. I had a metallic taste in my mouth and when Alina would lift a trainer off my face I could see red smudges on the sole which I assumed was blood from my face. It didn’t feel like my nose was broken which was good as Alina would put her weight on it every few steps and it still felt ok. My cock had exploded 2 or 3 times already and was starting to feel overworked. My whole body felt exhausted but the girls seemed to be really enjoying their dancefloor.

As another anthem came to an end I felt Alina and Riah change places and now I felt the all too familiar feeling and smell of Ugg soles on my face again as Riah started bouncing on my face to the next song. Although Riah was the heaviest of the four girls, the combination of her gently bouncing, coupled with the heavily worn down soles of her trashed Uggs and the fact that my resistance was shattered I felt I was able to just relax into a zone as Riah’s weight compressed my face under her boots. I heard Alina ask, “what number in the countdown are they at now?” “This is number 13”, I heard Erin say. “If we swap again at the end of this one we can take 3 songs each to get to number 1”. I could feel my heart rate build as I realised they had got on me at number 30 so I had only made it to just over half way. I really wasn’t sure I could make it to number 1 but it didn’t look like they were in the mood for asking if I was ok.

It’s funny, if you had asked me before about a four-way dance trample like this I would have told you it was my ultimate fantasy, especially the element of not having any control over when they stop but at the moment, it really is incredible the level of pain I was feeling at that time. The girls weighed between them less than 500 lbs and were only wearing flat-soled shoes and boots but my body felt totally destroyed. My hands were numb my arms and shoulders ached from not moving. My cock was in agony, I felt as if I’d been kicked in the balls. As for my face, it was really feeling tender, I felt as if I’d been gritting my teeth for hours, my jaw ached, my cheeks felt raw and my nose felt swollen. At that moment I would have given anything for the punishment to stop. The feeling of total despair that there were still 12 tracks to go was overwhelming and I felt my muscles give up and accept their fate.

As track 13 ended I felt Riah side step onto my chest as Erin stepped straight off my left hand onto my face, Riah took her place on my left hand. Leanne and Alina also swapped and again I had the familiar feeling of Leanne’s heavy Doc Martin’s on my cock. There was a commercial break and as I lay under them, I heard Riah say “this has been such a good night, we have to do this again”. Alina said, “yeah, it’s been amazing, I could dance all night. Do you think Rod’s ok down there?” “Who cares”, said Erin and Leanne together and they both jumped up and down as the four of them laughed.
Number 12 was a huge club anthem, even I thought ooh this is a great one. As “Show me Love” got into its groove I felt the trauma on my face increasing as Erin started jumping up and down again. As song 10 was drawing to a close I had a feeling of dread knowing Leanne’s Doc Martins and my face were going to become 1 again. The first two of Leanne’s tracks were not too bad and she was more bouncing lightly but as her last track came on I heard her say I love this one as “Starships” by Nikki Minaj started and for the next 4 minutes my face took the worst ponding of the night.
As the girls swapped places again I could sense my face was bleeding quite heavily. Alina took a double-take as she was about to step on unsure whether to add her shoe prints to my ruined face but then as the music started again she shrugged, stepped fully onto my nose, and started bouncing to the beat. She spent all three of her songs standing full weight on my nose, bouncing up and down pumping the blood out of it with her weight. As she stepped off my nose I could see the sole was coated in blood and finally I had gorgeous Riah on my face for the final three anthems. The intensity of the dancing had steadily increased in the top 10 as the tracks got more and more recognisable as club favourites.

The final Anthem was Café Del Mar and they all cheered and started jumping. Erin and Leanne stepped of my hands on to my body and the four of them holding onto each other started jumping up and down in sync for the last anthem. The four of them collapsed on the sofa and as Riah looked at her watch she said, “shit it’s almost midnight, we’ve been dancing on him for over 2 hours.” I just lay there unable to move. Erin asked, “are you ok, yeah I’ll be ok, I just need to get some breath back before I get up.” I lay there for about 5 minutes as the girls all talked about how amazing a night it was. Leanne had called a cab that was due to arrive in 20 minutes or so which gave everyone enough time for another beer.

As I got up the girls were all giggling, saying “wait till you see your face, you look like a doormat.” I walked into the bathroom and wasn’t surprised to see a bloody mess. My nose wasn’t bleeding anymore, but there was blood from it everywhere. I washed the blood off and what was left was not as bad as I expected. I had a heavy rash on both my cheeks and around my eyebrows which had taken most of the impacts and weight. My nose was flat and had grazing and a couple of cuts on it. My lips were swollen, and I had clear Doc Martin heel treads on my forehead. Surprisingly though I didn’t lose any teeth or get a broken nose. The most amazing part though was my t-shirt, it was now covered in bloody Ugg, Adidas Superstar, and Doc Martin tread prints. It actually looked like a piece of art. I walked back out of the bathroom as the three girls were starting to get ready to go. Everyone gave me a hug asking if I was ok. “Yeah, I loved it. Don’t get me wrong it was brutal but I absolutely loved it. Give my face a few days to recover and you can go again.” Alina said, “that’s great, I don’t think I can go back to a normal dancefloor again, that was awesome fun tonight” and they all agreed.

The girls left when their taxi arrived with one last hug and then Erin and I went into the kitchen to finish clearing up. With the two of us clearing up it didn’t take long, I was finding it a little hard to use my hands perfectly after the stomping they had taken but they started to loosen up after a few minutes. Finished, we grabbed a glass of water each and sat down. Erin looked at me and said “Honestly that was one of the most fun nights I think I’ve ever had, It was so hot watching the girls trampling on your face like that. Was it ok for you, your face looks so sore?” “Honestly I loved it, it was brutal at times, the standing on my hands was amazing as it left me with no way to stop you, also when you were changing places it felt like you guys had practiced that so that I would stay pinned down.” “Hahaha It felt like a game of Twister, I was sure you would get stood on tonight but the dance countdown was a great idea. We were all talking when you were cleaning yourself up. Do you think you could take that every 2 weeks?” “Yeah I think so, I’d love to try anyway, the Ugg’s and the trainers were fine, Leanne’s boots were brutal though but I look better after that than I expected.” “Yeah, I’d love to do this every week. We will try and get the same Thursday or Friday off from the club together so we are all here.” We finished our water, Erin gave me a hug and a kiss on the lips then said, “thanks for being such a good dancefloor.” I watched her gorgeous ass in her tight black leggings and her black Ugg’s walk through to her bedroom.