written by AJ Jones
original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums
I was out at my favorite club last Saturday night, placing my hand on the elevated stair landing where the women line up with their backs or sides to me, leaning against the railing, or dancing, and standing or dancing on my fingers without knowing it. It’s a perfect setup, as the club’s theme is industrial, with a hard corrugated steel floor and quite a few bolt heads drilled into the floor near the railing, making for an irregular surface for the women to stand on. The club sells a lot of shots in semi-hard plastic test tubes, that compress when they’re stepped on, rather than break. These tubes collect on the floor in large numbers, after they’re dropped there when someone finishes a drink. Fingers feel VERY much like a spent test tube when you step on them, so the women get used to stepping on the test tubes and think nothing of it when they feel my fingers compress underfoot. Finally, it’s dark and very crowded, especially in that corner, so when a woman steps on my fingers, it’s pretty difficult for her to even check to see what she’s standing on, so very few women do. They just keep dancing without a care in the world. And, if that’s not perfect enough, there are small mirrors all over the opposite wall to the landing I usually stand below, so you can actually see the women’s faces above you in the mirrors if you look carefully. Continue reading “True Hand Crush“