A collection of stories about foot fetish, trampling, female domination, …
This category contains all the stories involving the acts of female domination. Femdom is a portmanteau word for female domination. These stories may contain topics about mistress vs. slave relations, humiliation, facesitting, whipping, bondage and many other forms. Details about a specific story you can find among the tags or the excerpt for that particular story.
The stories in this category often involve mistresses or other strong females who dominate over others, often men. The scenarios may involve foot fetish fantasy or real-life situation. Such and many other similar stories about various aspects of femdom you will find in this category.
Hot bitchy girl enjoys a boot licking
I was coming back from a vacation and I was sitting on the bus. This was an 8 hour long ride back home. As it was pretty empty, I sat down in a place where there are 2 chairs facing each other (more leg space as I’m 196cm, 6-5). A very attractive girl (let’s call her Roxi for anonymity purposes) with blonde hair, glasses and a very mean vibe sat across from me.
Young, attractive office mate recognizes a coworker’s boot fetish and indulges it.
Gemma was the newest employee in our office. A lovely one, she was in her early 20’s with long flowing blonde hair. Not too tall, maybe 5-3 (1.60 m) with a slim figure. I didn’t interact with her that much but whenever she was around, she really brightened up the room. Gemma was a ball of energy!
One thing I noticed right away about Gemma was her great choice of footwear. She wore thin heeled boots or shoes to work virtually every day. Nothing too crazy, it was mostly classic styles. But always elegant and perfect for her outfit. I think she may have liked the extra height the heels gave her since she wasn’t that tall. In any case I tried to steal glances at her attractive shoes whenever I had the opportunity (as discreetly as possible, of course).
Early shoe cleaning experiences with his college-aged aunt.
My aunt used to live in my house when I was 6. I was sure that I liked her feet; she was around 20 years old.
She would often watch TV on the bed, and I would lie down closer to her feet. During commercials, she would rub her feet on my stomach and leg, knowing that I enjoyed it. If I had the awareness I gained later, I would have been bolder. Sometimes, while I was lying on the floor, she would walk by and place her foot on my chest or stomach.
I saved my favorite Lieke stories for last. I combined both of them since they are related and the last one is very short. True events contributed by an unknown author many, many years ago.
The following week the temperatures in NYC began to plummet and it snowed a couple of days. Lieke, like most of the women in the office, began wearing boots to work. Except Lieke’s were all designer brands that looked absolutely amazing.
second true post about Lieke, the Dutch domme accidentally discovered by her co-worker
Posted in the original forum – many years ago:
“There have been a lot of requests to hear about my interactions with Lieke after the first event. So I’ll write up a few of them. Nothing too crazy until the last one. That Lieke was something else ! But here are some fun times in the last few weeks before she moved back to Europe. ”
The author wrote a short story about workplace domination by the female manager
Tyler used to be one of the most powerful businessmen in the city. He was arrogant, rude, cocky and dishonest. He had dated one of the most beautiful women in the world – Danielle Hilton, herself the sole heiress to a fortune in the hundreds of millions, but that wasn’t enough for him. He cheated on her, numerous times and with different women. Of course, she eventually found out and split up with him, feeling humiliated but also rightfully outraged by his behaviour. Continue reading “The Ultimate Revenge“
The author wrote an interesting introduction to some other society in some other world
Kate pushed the door open whilst chatting on her mobile with Steph. She paused as normal on the upturned face as its tongue slid over the soles of her favourite black work heels. If she’d looked down she may have noticed that it was almost unrecognisable, a flattened mess of heel marks around a long-since pulverised nose. It would need to be replaced soon. But she didn’t look down, she merely paused whilst it did its work, laughing at Steph’s latest story. She kicked off her shoes and strode into the living room, walking full weight over another of the faces in the floor. The smooth bare skin of her heel split its lip before her weight spread to engulf it completely. She didn’t even notice the tongue dart out to lick her instep, why would she pay any attention to something so normal? Continue reading “A Normal Day“
An excellent, old story about a femdom marriage filled with trampling
Alexis and Jim were happily married, though certainly not in a “normal”
sense by any stretch of the imagination. Their unique relationship was, in
fact, based on a very unusual reversal of roles in which she was the dominant partner and he was, most definitely, the passive agent. Although many modern marriages operate smoothly on a reversal of traditional male/female roles, theirs carried the still somewhat unusual and sluggish trend a step further (and I use the term “step” with tongue firmly entrenched in cheek!) To Alexis and Jim, however, the close relationship they enjoyed didn’t seem bizarre or even particularly unusual. Continue reading “The Special Rug“
The new job adventures continue
As I inched toward her shoe, I could smell the scent of her feet. She had those heels on all day and the aroma was a sweet, yet salty, vinegary-like smell, with a hint of leather. I was totally aroused. I began to kiss her shoes all over with passion. She was amused by this and said, “That’s a good sub. Kiss them all over.” I started to lick a little as I kissed her shoes. I rubbed my nose across her nylons as I licked and man was the smell awesome. She said, “OK sub, roll over on your back.” “Yes, Principal Dawn,” I said with a strange look on my face. “Now, you must clean the soles of my high heels.” I thought, OK great. But then, she stepped up on my stomach and I could hardly breathe. “You weren’t ready for that, sub, but you better get used to it because this is how you will greet everyone in this school from here on out.” Man, her heels were piercing into my flesh and the pain was immense. But, I think I can handle it. She doesn’t weigh that much. Continue reading “Substitute Teacher Part 3“
Adventures of the substitute teacher continue
So, what was I going to do? If I don’t do as she says, she’s going to report me to the principal and I’ll lose my job. And besides, I’m enjoying this anyhow, so what the hell. I start licking her soles. This time I’m really getting into it. I can feel the grit off her soles sticking to my tongue each time I lick them. This is awesome. And she’s really liking it too because now she moves her shoe off my chest and places it on my cock and starts to pump it with her heel. Oh, man… what a dream… I can’t believe this is really happening. I’m getting really hard, so I start licking her soles all over faster and harder. She grinds her sole harder into my face and pumps my cock faster. I’m about to explode. This is awesome. Why did I ever wait so long to try this? She places her hand under her skirt and starts to get herself all worked up. Oh my…. Oh my… I can’t hold it much longer. I’m about to cum all in my pants. Continue reading “Substitute Teacher Part 2“