written by Unknown author
original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums
One of my big turn-ons is a woman to crush me somehow without knowing it. I have spent time under the old type bleachers when I was in high school. I managed to get a few ladies with heels on to crush my finger as she stood cheering. It was always very quick because as she came down on my fingertip, she would slip off. Some of you out there know what I am talking about. The heel pushes down to the bone in the finger, and the flesh acts like a loose covering and allows the high pressure to push the skin to the side. This also causes much pain since it flattens the skin to the floor or, in my case here, the bleachers. It usually cuts the skin as it flattens down, and the edge of the heel also cuts if it is sharp from being new or if the nail is protruding without seeing it. Anyway, it all happens in a couple of seconds as she rests her weight back on her heels and the pressure goes up real quick. All of the high heel fetishists out there know that the standard for figuring high heel pressure on the heel tip is a 120 lb. woman on one heel, if the heel is a quarter inch in diameter, it is around 2000 PSI. Now consider some of the ladies I put my finger under were hefty and had large bottoms. Some I would guess to be around the 160 to 180 lb. range, you do the math!
Now, as time went on during the class year, football season turned to basketball. I went under the bleachers in the gym too. The difference was I carried a small adjustable wrench with me under these folding bleachers. I scanned the hundreds of feet and legs for the one bleacher board that had four women sitting together. They were a little higher than my head would reach, so I climbed up on the framework to get closer. They all had high heels on ( this was 1966, so all women wore them), and I was in heaven. I noticed one had her feet scooted back further than the others and her heels were up. I got my face very close, so close I could actually feel her body heat from her shoes! I put my tongue out and put it in the tip of her heel as the crowd was cheering. It was so exciting that I almost came in my pants right then and there. I got away with this without her feeling anything because of the stands were really rocking and vibrating. I saw that she shifted her feet forward again and her heels were on the edge of the board. I proceeded to put my tongue under her heel again and got it about a half inch under when all of a sudden she shifted her weight back on her heels. It was an instant shock of pain as my tongue couldn’t hold her weight, and it was only her leg weight since she was seated. The heel cut through my tongue like it was butter, and I could actually hear the pop of the flesh of my tongue. I wanted to get her heel off as soon as possible so she didn’t slide her foot forward and pull my tongue out of my mouth. I slowly lifted her heel and got my tongue out from under it. I could taste that salty taste of blood, and there was no feeling on the tip of my tongue. Everyone knows what it is like to bite your tongue by accident, well, that is what it felt like.
It took me a little while to get myself back together, and after I did, I started to loosen the two bolts and nuts on the bottom of the board of the bleachers. After I got them loose, I thought it would be easy to lift to put a couple of fingers under the board as the ladies were sitting there. Let me tell you, it wasn’t easy, the four ladies were at the end of the board, one right at the end. I guess the other people further down all added to the weight, and I had to use the top of my head to push the board up high enough to get my fingers under it. I waited about 2 minutes while enduring a fairly good crush in itself, probably a couple hundred pounds. As the crowds cheering got louder, I got scared, I wasn’t sure what to expect when all of the ladies stood up along with everyone else. Sure enough, as the crowd got really loud, they all stood up to get a better look. My fingers all went flat immediately, and I mean immediately. The crush was way more than I had expected, and I couldn’t do anything about it, only wince and look up at the women cheering and jumping up and down. I thought I could pull my fingers out on one of the jumps up, but everyone was jumping at a different rate. The board was bouncing up and down on my head as I tried to lift it, but couldn’t. I counted the people on that board, and it totaled 9 people. The four women sat back down, and as they did, it was a relief to me. I was able to get my fingers out fairly easily now because they were flat. All the women continued to have a good time up above me as I looked at my flattened fingers from them, and they didn’t even know it.