The Midland Girls 18 min read

This young lady and a friend had spent one drunken night whilst home, trawling the net for weird and wonderful things. After coming across a trample website had followed several links before they came to the Mistress Destiny forum. After reading many posts they took a liking to my true experiences and decided to contact me in the UK.

So a couple of weeks ago, on a Friday afternoon, I packed a few clothes and loaded up my car with a garden fork, spade, some sack cloth and a couple of planks of wood and drove to her home town before booking into a local hotel. We arranged to meet later that evening in a bar close to her home but as she was apprehensive at meeting me alone had asked if she could bring along a friend, which I agreed to.

When I arrived I was easily able to pick them out sitting at a corner table, watching the door awaiting my arrival. The girl I had Emailed introduced herself as Penny, a 23 year old nursery school teacher. She was very attractive, slim and about 5ft 6ins (1.65 m) tall with shoulder length brown hair straight as can be, a fresh complexion and big, warm almond eyes that would melt the heart of any red blooded male. Her friend was Amy, of similar age and build  with curly auburn hair and a smile which put me at ease pretty much instantly.

They both dressed casually but smart, wearing elegant blouse tops with designer jeans and white trainers. Over a few drinks I got to know both girls and they asked me a lot of questions about my fetish. Neither of them regard themselves as powerful women or sadistic, they just wanting to see if they would enjoy the experience as much as I would.

It was incomprehensible to them both that I would lay down and let them run over me. They then asked if they wore fashion boots the following day, would I allow them to walk all over me and would I lick them clean if told to do so. To both of those requests, I answered “I’d love to”.  The girls responded by looking at each other with a knowing glance.

At the end of the evening I walked the girls to their car, a two door early model silver VW Polo, which looked like it had seen better days. We stood and talked for a few moments before Amy laughingly asked, “Could we have a quick go at standing on you now?” I smiled and instantly said “Yeah, why not?” So I laid down on my back next to the car and looked up in amazement as Amy stepped straight up on to my chest. She wobbled a little but continued to giggle as she grabbed Penny’s shoulder for balance.

She looked down and noticed the flush on my face before asking “How you gonna cope with a car parked on you?” Just as I was taking a deep breath to answer her question Penny stepped on to my stomach and burst out laughing. They both lent against the car and started walking on the spot, moving their weight from left to right foot. Although they both probably weighed about 120 lbs (55 kg) the air was quickly pushed out of my lungs so I was unable to say anything. After about five minutes my gentle groans alerted them to my pain and they simultaneously jumped off my aching body.

After getting up and brushing myself down we agreed to meet the following morning in a village not far from Penny’s home. From here I would follow the girls to a remote location which they knew would be fairly isolated and we would probable not be disturbed. They were still laughing as they got in the car and I stood and watched as they drove off down the High Street, wondering if perhaps I had made a mistake agreeing to let them do as they wished to me the following day. Finally I headed back to my hotel and went straight to the bar for a nightcap.

The following morning I got ready and went down for a light breakfast. About 9.30, after checking out, I threw my bag in the back of the car and followed Penny’s directions to a nearby village for the meet at 10am. As I came down the main road I saw Penny’s car facing me, parked on the opposite side of the road. She flashed her headlights and indicated to me to turn around and follow them. We drove for about ten minutes until turning down a narrow lane and then on to a dirt track leading in to open countryside. After about 300 meters we stopped close to a small wooded area and the girls got out of their car.

My heart jumped when I saw Penny was wearing tight jeans that flattered her slim figure and a pair of knee high black leather boots with her jeans tucked in. As she walked towards me I could see where her 4 inch (10 cm) block heels had sunk in to the soft earth by the side of the track, instantly arousing me.

As I opened my window Penny said “This is one of my club going outfits.  Do you like ?” as she twirled around and sashayed right in front of me, obviously enjoying the attention.  I was completely aroused by her nubile body and flirty behavior. Like a big dope, all I could do at that point was nod my head.

Penny pointed to an area just in front of her car saying “Here will be OK, we can see for miles and will be able to notice anyone coming” I climbed out and collected my tools, walked to where she had indicated and began to use the fork to loosen the soil. At this point Amy walked over to give me a hand.

At first I couldn’t take my eyes off her burgundy knee high boots with 3 inch  (7.5 cm) wide narrow heel.  She noticed, but eventually I lowered my eyes and continued to dig. By the time a suitable trench had been prepared, even with the help of the girls, I had worked up a bit of a sweat so I was happy to remove my jacket and shirt.

Penny carefully laid the sack cloth down and stomped it into place beneath her sexy boots.  She was looking directly at me and laughing the whole time, a foreshadowing of what was to come – I hoped.

The pair then looked at me waiting to see the next move. A smile came across Amy’s face as I slowly lowered myself in to the coffin shaped hole.  I wriggled to make myself as comfortable as I could. My arms were tight by my sides and my hands turned inwards so they were behind my back. There was no way I could get up now without help. She then placed some lengths of wood over my legs and walked back to join Penny by the car.

“What happens if we really hurt or kill him”? I heard Penny say. Amy seemed to just shrug her shoulders and urged Penny to get in the car. The engine started and the car began to move towards me, the sound of stones crunching under the tires quickly alerted me to what was about to happen. Suddenly Penny somehow overcome her apprehensions and gently accelerated, running straight over my stomach with both front and rear wheels.

Amy came running over to see if I was still alive.  When I smiled up at her, she used her boot to sweep the dirt off my body and have a closer look at the deep tire tread marks. Penny remained in the drivers seat but called out

“Is he OK?

“Well, he’s still alive and smiling” replied Amy

“Shall I do it again? asked Penny.

Having had the breath punched out of me I looked up at Amy and said “Just give me a minute” but before I could finish what I wanted to say, to my astonishment she shouted out “Yeah”.

The reverse lights came on and seconds later Penny drove the car right across my chest, crushing me into the soft earth below. She stopped about ten feet away and jumped out to see her handy work. She came over, looked at the deep tread marks and burst out laughing.

“My God” she exclaimed, “That felt brilliant. I could feel the car bump right over him” She placed her right boot on my chest and pushed down, watching the obvious pain on my face. I closed my eyes for just a second but in that time she stepped up with both feet, her heels digging in to the sore area that had been mashed under her wheels. As I held my breath to adjust to the agony, she rocked back onto her heels before stepping off and began laughing even louder.

The two girls stood silently for a moment as if deciding what to do next before penny said, “Do you want to drive this time”? That was an opportunity Amy was not going to pass up! She literally sprinted back to the car, jumped in, got it in first gear and had it rolling across my chest within seconds.

I could hear her screams of delight as each wheel bumped over me and then again as she slammed it in to reverse and came back over me a little faster. Penny stood at the side jumping up and down, clapping her hands like a child who had just opened her best Christmas present ever, screaming “My turn, my turn” She quickly retook her place behind the wheel.  As the car edged forward Amy jumped up on to the front wing, her legs and those sexy burgundy boots dangling down over me.

Just as it rose on to my chest she shouted out “Stop” causing Penny to hit the brakes. Now with the car parked firmly on my crushed body I began to scream out, begging them to move, as I couldn’t breath. This only added to their amusement and both burst out laughing again until Amy finally lost her balance and slipped off the wing.

She landed with both boots squarely on my face, smashing my nose and lips, before the momentum carried her off of me. Blood started to flow around my mouth and I felt lucky I didn’t lose a tooth.  But it seemed that my involuntary moans were annoying her.  So she moved back beside my chest.

Amy then lifted her right boot and stepped slowly and firmly onto my face. The heel of her dirty boot sank deep into my cheek as she walked over me.  She was telling me to “shut up” without saying a word, just letting her boots do the talking.   I instantly understood the message and fell completely silent, as instructed.

Amy must have enjoyed this experience a great deal since when she turned around, she had a big smile on her beautiful face.  As she towered over me and looked down, the rounded toes of her burgundy leather boots were just an inch or two away from my face.

After recognizing my injuries Amy decided to check the hard, ridged soles of her boots. Seeing traces of blood on them, she walked away and started rubbing her boots in the grass to remove the mess.  She showed zero interest as to the damage she had caused me.  Her only concern now seemed to be getting her boots clean.

Penny leaned out the drivers side window, saw I was having great difficulty breathing and allowed the car to move slowly forward.  She stopped with me now completely trapped under their car.

I lay still for what seamed forever, gasping heavily to get air back in to my lungs. The door opened and I looked up at Penny, my eyes pleading to be set free, but she had other ideas. She swung around in the driver’s seat and pushed her feet in to my face. “Lick my boots clean” she demanded “or I’ll park the car on you again” I spat the blood from my mouth, pushed out my tongue and began to lick the hard, dirty leather soles of her boots.

As she moved them around I licked and licked until the bottoms and heels were spotless, swallowing the dirt as I went. After inspecting them thoroughly she swung her legs back in to the car and closed the door. The car started moving slowly forward and I braced myself for the back wheel to role over me. She stopped about 20ft away and got out.

Amy had watched with amusement as I licked Penny’s boots and now wanted the same. She stood over me and placed her right boot across my mouth. “You can lick my boots now” she insisted. Again I pushed my tongue out and used the tip to remove the dirt from the sharp ridges of the sole. The smell of her leather boot, the taste of the rubber and the soft smile on her lovely face began to arouse me, which was quickly noticed by Penny.

Without me realising what was about to happen, she had quickly jumped back in the car, took aim and reversed the rear wheel on to my groin, crushing my cock deep into my pelvis. My mouth flew open, the deep-throated scream that came out caused Amy to jump back shocked until she realised what had happened. Penny stepped from the car with a grin from ear to ear, stepped forward and stood on my chest. “So you’re starting to enjoy this now, are you”?

My head was held firmly in place in the soft earth so I couldn’t shake my head and didn’t want to speak with a mouth full of blood, grass and mud so said nothing. This annoyed Penny. She squinted her bright eyes, gave half a snarl then lifted her right foot high and stamped her boot down hard, aiming her heel at my ribs.  For a girl who claimed the night before that she wasn’t sadistic, she sure as hell seamed to be enjoying the immense pain she was causing me now.

So now this gentle, sweet looking nursery school teacher was just standing on my chest, contemplating my fate. Her mood had changed from the first time we met. Her eyes had become cold, murderous even. My body began to shake with fear, unable to move or protect myself. I was at her mercy. I realised at any moment she might lift her foot and start stamping on my face, not stopping until she felt like it.  There was nothing I could do to stop her.

After a moment she lifted her foot. I closed my eyes tight and took a deep breath waiting for the pain to come my way but she slowly lowered the toe onto my lips and told me to kiss her boot. I did as I was told, breathed out and relaxed a little. Even the pain of the car parked on my groin began to ease. A minute later she was off and standing next to Amy.

I had been in my trench now for about an hour and the girls seemed to loosing interest, bored even. The flow of blood from my smashed lips and nose seemed to have stopped. However, my respite didn’t last long. Amy stepped forward and pushed the heel of her boot into my mouth. I knew exactly what I had to do and began sucking the mud off.

Penny jumped back in the car and moved it off my groin. She waited in the car until I had finished sucking Amy’s heels clean, then opened the door and lent out. She carefully took aim and rolled the car back, lining the rear wheel up with the top of my chest right below my throat. She stopped with the tire just touching my shoulder.

“You realise I just have to move my foot a little and I’m going to crush your chest”? Penny now had complete power over me and I couldn’t prevent it. I pushed my head back so that my chin wouldn’t be hit and then she did exactly as she said. She slowly moved her foot off the clutch and the car started to mount my body, first my shoulder then my chest, so close to my face I could smell the rubber tire.

I quietly prayed she wouldn’t stop and to my relief she allowed the car to continue until it bumped off my other shoulder. Again I was trapped under her car and looked up into Penny’s eyes. The sparkle had returned and a soft smile spread across her face.

“Are you OK”? she asked, the first show of compassion from either girl since they began their punishment of my body. “A-ha” was all I could reply although the swelling around my face and maybe one broken rib told a different story.

“I’m really enjoying this” she added with a big smile and a laugh.  Her whole face lit up when she said that.

In the few moments while I talked to Penny, Amy had climbed into the car from the other side, seating herself behind the drivers seat, all her weight now over the back wheel. Whilst still smiling, Penny slipped the car into first gear and rolled very slowly back over my chest, now with the full weight of both girls crushing me. They both started to giggle as they watched me close my eyes and grit my teeth. Penny then re-aimed the car and reversed across my stomach with rear and front wheels.

She then got out and came over to take a close look at the latest damage. There was hardly a part of my body which wasn’t covered in deep tire tread marks, the newest and sorest across my stomach. Penny took a few seconds to tap along my body with the toe of her boot before deciding which spot looked the most painful. Stepping back, she launched herself as high as she could go and came crashing down with both boots on my gut, leaving me completely winded.  Wobbling for a second, she stepped off, throwing her head back and burst out laughing.

Amy climbed out of the car and was walking towards her friend when she just stepped on the center of my face with her boot (including the heel) as if I wasn’t even there.  She didn’t show any concern for the pain she caused me.  In fact, the woman didn’t even acknowledge that I existed at all.

They stood for a while with an arm around each other, grinning and laughing, then turned to walk back to the car. It was Penny’s boot which stepped on my face this time, Amy stepping hard on my shoulder. They picked up the tools and began loosening the earth around me until my shoulders were free.

I was then able to push with my arms until able to roll out of the trench.  I laid still on my stomach catching my breath for a moment when I felt both girls step up onto my back. In my weakened condition I couldn’t shrug them off.  So they just stood on my body for several minutes, chatting, laughing and sharing a cigarette between them.  I felt so completely ignored and used at that moment.

After a little while I felt something hot land in the middle of my back.  The burning sensation was intense but quickly crushed under one of the girls boots, twisting back and forth with some force.  Apparently the pair thought nothing of grinding out a cigarette on my body.  Which made me feel even more lowly.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.  When the two finally decided to get off of me, they walked down my body and stepped on my head.  It was a full-weight walkover trample.  Each girl paused ever so slightly while crushing the side of my face/head under her boot just to make sure that her final step onto the ground was secure.  Even though they were walking over my face with their heeled boots, the women took their time and didn’t rush it at all.  Which meant my head was carrying essentially their entire body weight for several seconds. Oh, those cruel boots.

The women then returned to their car, not looking back or saying another word to me.  They just drove off, leaving me to sort myself out.  I guess at that point I had served my purpose to them and they were done with me.

After a brief recovery I was behind the wheel of my car, driving back home.  Which gave me some time to ponder if this had been such a good idea after all.

To be honest there was no permanent damage and I generally enjoyed my experience with these cruel beauties. I was both amazed and surprised  how two seemingly vanilla women could become so mean when given the opportunity with a complete stranger.

As for me, my favorite activity of the day was the face trampling by their sexy boots.   So casual.  So uncaring.  So perfect.

I would still like to meet other ladies who would enjoy crushing me.  Drop me a line if you’re interested:

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