Category: Trampling

This category contains all the stories about trampling or stories where the main focus is trampling. For the further details about a specific story look at the tags for that story.

There are many people interested in trampling. Some of those people are keen on being trampled by others, some would rather be on top, doing the trampling. All of them and many others who have just fantasized about trampling like to read about the experiences or fantasies of others with the same fantasies.

The Years Go By 4.5 (10)

First realizations of a male submissive

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Submitted by the author

It took many years for me to get over my traditional male conditioning, to accept myself as a male submissive. The whole process began a long way back when I was about fifteen; I am still tall, and was then an athlete, and was regarded by the other youngsters and teenagers in the mixed boarding house where we lived, as their leader. It was a role I had personal doubts about, but I acted it out well enough to convince the others, I thought. But I later learned that night time conversation in the girl’s dormitory was about the unfairness of the male-run world, resentment at favouritism shown to us boys by the women who ran the place, and how girls were better than boys.

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Russian beauty in a self defense class 4.5 (20)

Self-defense class for women becomes a trample dream

written by Anthony
 original source of the story was Submitted by the author

This true story happened about two years ago.  Milana, she’s Russian 5’10 (1.78 m) about 140lbs (63 kg) with a size 9 (40 EU) shoe. I met her online and offered her a free self defense class as I used to teach lessons being in martial arts for over 10 years.

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Ms Sara shows kenrug who’s the boss 4.6 (14)

Excerpt from kenrug and Sara’s lifestyle

written by kenrug
 original source of the story was Unknown source

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I could tell that Ms Sara was feeling a little bit “antsy” early in the afternoon. I usually can tell this because she gets a wee bit more demanding and quick to anger. Why does this happen from time to time? I don’t know. But she has this side to her personality that mystifies me and, well, makes me damn happy. Okay, damn excited is more like it.

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Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)

This entry is part 9 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part 9 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

The woman with the gray half-boots presses her blackened tar-stained sole more solidly on my nose and across my cheek, for a moment.

Then suddenly she plants her boot massively down on my cheek and eye, bringing up her other foot to land both of her feet on unevenly on my head.

I see stars and bright flashes of light as this unknown woman park’s her flat heels against my ear and temple. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)“

Leaf Man Part 8 5 (3)

This entry is part 8 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part eight of Groundview’s Leaf Man

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

I quickly turn my head to the right side, away from the curb towards the wall and park trees to see Cynthia’s heavy foot is still mashing solidly on my fingers.

She shifts her body again and resumes her normal stance. Cynthia nails my right upper arm with her black high heels full foot profile crushing my fingers and spearing my arm. I then try and move my other arm that Maria and Donna Ann had played tree root with.

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Leaf Man Part 7 5 (3)

This entry is part 7 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part seven of Groundview’s Leaf Man

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

Cortney’s now-familiar heels moved up and down my back and abruptly off my body. She steps down right in front of my face and walks to the curb.

Maria then suddenly flips the shoe that is in my mouth, it catches on my jaw causing Maria to stumble backward and away from me.

“What was that” Maria cries out to Cortney. “What was What?”

Cortney glances back at Maria from the curb.

“There must be something in the pile!” Cortney answers back.

“I almost tripped and fell over… Did you see that!”

Donna Ann then says “it’s most likely a big root.”

“I’ve been standing on one the whole time we’re here.”

“Come and feel this!” Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 7 5 (3)“

Leaf Man Part 6 5 (3)

This entry is part 6 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part six of Graundview’s Leaf Man series

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

With Cortney still standing on my back, crushing me down, I can’t move my body at all, without letting them know I’m below their feet. So whatever they do to me, I must hold still and take it.

But this is where I wanted to be. I’m in double heaven. I’m smelling Maria’s expensive shoe leather, a smell of old tobacco smoke, Channel Number Nine, mixed with a smell of sweet worn erotic rich leather.

Luckily my nose is still hidden, buried very close to their parked feet just under the leaf pile.

The girls stand by me I see the bones of Maria’s right tanned foot slowly radiate upward. This is a sure sign that she is about to move her black leather shoe forward once more.

Sure enough, she raises her high heel shoe off the ground.

I see daylight under her shoes grit-covered sole. Maria then thrusts up her shoe on her long thin three-and-a-half-inch heel, she then balances her body weight on her long thin heel poised very close to my face, the pointy worn sole of her shoe is now overhanging my nose.

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The anonymous janitor 4.9 (14)

Oh to be ignored by so many careless young women in stilettos . . .

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Unknown source

He’d been working as a janitor for many years in the main office of a major fashion brand.  Quiet and painfully shy he’d become anonymous, if not even invisible, to his young and lovely co-workers.  Many of these girls had previously been models so tall, slim and beautiful was the norm at this place.  As the only male in the building, he did all the menial jobs which these stylish women took completely for granted.  Small and slight of build, the man went unnoticed on a daily basis by virtually every lady there.  He assumed that the well dressed fashionistas didn’t want to talk to a lowly janitor so they just pretended he didn’t exist.  In any case, this poor soul had long since resigned himself to silently accepting the daily abuse he suffered by these women who no longer even acknowledged his presence.

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Leaf Man Part 1 3.3 (11)

This entry is part 1 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

A long and very detailed series written 20 years ago. Worth the read. A homeless man hides in a pile of dirt at the bus station to be unknowingly trampled by attractive young women waiting for the bus.

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

It’s an early workday morning and the usual crowd of well dressed, young professional women wait in a posh, upscale London neighborhood.   Just another Wednesday.  The bus stops here to take these lovelies directly to the City of London for their high flying careers.  These are pretty girls from wealthy families who would never even think to acknowledge me in real life.  See,  I’ve been homeless for the last year and a half.  Dressed in rags.  Probably smell worse than I realize.  Just in a very bad way.

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Leaf Man Part 2 3.9 (7)

This entry is part 2 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Homeless man’s hand gets trampled unknowingly

written by Groundview
 original source of the story was Mistress Destiny's Femdom Forums

I continue to press myself down forcefully on the earth in anticipation of some sort of action I might get by her or any one of the other wonderful-looking women’s feet now standing near me. I’m so excited about all the other women’s legs and shoes that I can see stepping all around now, their gathering on either side of this high leaf pile I’m now below. I hope I might just get Cortney to make a small step of her foot to land on me. If not I’ll be happy just to get someone else’s foot to grind down on me. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 2 3.9 (7)“