A collection of stories about foot fetish, trampling, female domination, …
brief spider crush by a beautiful woman
My colleague Lynn is beautiful and in her mid-twenties. She’s a woman who is very sweet and gentle but she doesn’t like insects at all. It’s the perfect combination!
shoe salesman gives special discount to mean women
Question: Ladies, what’s the craziest thing you’ve ever stepped on in heels?
Answer: Michelle & I can answer that one, it’s a shoe salesman’s finger!
cruel sister and friend trample little brother into the sand
Miami Beach can be pretty uninhibited at times.
When I was 11 years old I was there on vacation with my family. From our spot on the beach I happened to glance over at some kids about ten yards from us. This section wasn’t too crowded so I could hear their conversations quite easily. Two girls in bikinis, about fourteen or fifteen, were burying a boy around my age in the sand.
another big party in New York City
Smack! is one of a few fetish ball events that occur around Halloween in New York. I always wanted to go to a Goth event and get trampled by ladies with those big Goth boots.
great trample experience at a fetish party
I went to a big fetish/goth party and we must have had close to 800 people in attendance. I wore my typical dark green T-shirt with the word “Welcome” written on it, looking like a welcome mat.
woman grinds out cigarettes on her boyfriend
One night we were laying in bed and my girlfriend Heather told me of an article she read in a woman’s lib magazine. It was a short story about a woman who was smoking and used a man as her ashtray. When she said that she pulled me close to her and had a excited look on her face. In this moment of intimacy I decided to tell her of my ultimate fantasy. I have always been turned on watching women grind out cigarettes under their high heel shoes. I said I always dreamed about a woman crushing out her cigarette on my stomach. Then she would light another one and put it out on my cock. Heather said “That’s kinky” with a gleam in her eye.
guy sees his young friend get trampled by two attractive women wearing their new boots
When I was 11 I often played over at my friends house. He had the most adorable and beautiful mother who used to stand on or walk over her son as a joke at every available opportunity in whatever shoes she happened to be wearing at the time. Sometimes it was even in heels! I remember being soooo envious of him.
boy gets trampled by his 4 young cousins all wearing heels
When I was young I remember a big celebration at our house. The entire extended family was there including my aunt Juniper along with several of my female cousins. The young girls were all wearing party dresses and little girl high heels. I found out later they were called kitten heels and were only a few cm (1-2 inches) tall but came down to a tiny point (like a stiletto).
I was not allowed at the activities because because I was on restriction. Earlier that day I scratched my father’s car with my bicycle. I was angry because it was just an accident and I felt I was unfairly punished. So I was resentful, lying on my belly on the carpet in dining room and playing with some toys on the floor by myself. In the room there were two of my cousins (who had previously stepped on me and used me as a ladder) who were talking to my aunt Juniper.
Neighbor lady cleans her sexy shoes on some dirty laundry
It all started innocently enough, up early on a rainy school morning with Mom going about her early morning chores like laundry and carrying out the trash. She had already yelled at me to get a move on, so I had an attitude from the word go. Then, a knock at the door produced our attractive, well dressed neighbor, Claire, who was my Mom’s best friend. She was riding with us to work today. Denim skirt, raincoat and umbrella and tan buckskin leather shoes with at least a 4 inch (10cm) spike heel. As she came in through the service porch, she was stamping and scraping those sexy shoes all the way.
beautiful schoolgirl routinely tramples boy’s schoolwork with her cute shoes
In secondary school one year there was a very attractive young woman who sat behind me every day during my first class. She had gorgeous long red hair and skin as fair as a cup of cream. Me and every other guy at the school fancied her. But I think my interests were a little bit different than most . . .