Support Part 1 4.6 (30)

This entry is part 1 of 6 in the series Support

A husband finds a way to support his wife

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

It all started as the result of an argument between my wife, Carol, and me. I had lost my job of 13 years and was feeling unproductive and uncaring. All I did was lay around the house and mope all day feeling sorry for myself while Carol worked as a sales clerk in the women’s clothing section of a department store. As such, she wore high-heeled shoes and hose and spent nearly the entire day on her feet, which made her feet very tired and sore. Carol was an attractive woman with long slender legs that look great in hose and heels. She was about 5′ 9″ and slender weighing about 110 lbs. She always seemed light to me, at least before now. I found out that 110 lbs. can be damned heavy. Continue reading “Support Part 1 4.6 (30)“

The Scarecrow 4.7 (21)

The author fantasizes about taking a place of an old scarecrow lying in a yard.

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

It started out as a complaint. I have been finding cigarette butts in my garden for the last few weeks, since school started. I live in a college town next to a 5-bedroom house that is rented out to students regularly. I was out there one day and heard some girls talking on the other side of my fence, and then a cigarette butt came flying over the fence. I immediately went next door to confront them. I knocked on the door and a pretty young blond answered the door. It was fall time so she was dressed in jeans, Uggs, and a sweatshirt. I confronted her about the cigarette and she said it must be one of her roomies. She led me through the house to the backyard. I saw 2 girl’s near the fence, though they seemed tall for an 8-foot-tall fence. I looked down and noticed them standing on top of a scarecrow, which was on top of some logs or something. Continue reading “The Scarecrow 4.7 (21)“

University Life Part 21 4.6 (20)

This entry is part 21 of 30 in the series University Life

In this part Rod gets some time under high heel stilettos

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

The girls left for the club after dinner and I sat doing some coursework for the following week. As the evening passed the pain in my head kept getting worse and worse. They had really done a number on me and looking in the mirror the area round the treadmarks on my face was very bruised. Feeling inside my mouth I could feel the imprints of Erin’s boot treads where she had totally flattened my flesh. Continue reading “University Life Part 21 4.6 (20)“

University Life Part 20 4.7 (19)

This entry is part 20 of 30 in the series University Life

Part 20 of a well-liked story.

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

Back at the flat I had lunch and started doing some more coursework for University. About an hour later Erin and Riah arrived back and came in to see how I was doing. “Did you have fun on your workout Erin”, asked smirking? “Yeah I know she sent you some pictures”, I said. Erin went through to the kitchen to make coffee and Riah sat on the sofa. I kept on working on my assignment and after a couple of seconds Riah snapped her fingers and said, “foot massage please”. I looked over at her pointing at her old black ballet flats and couldn’t resist. I closed my laptop and walked over and sat on the other end of the sofa as she put her feet in my lap. “You better give my flats a shine first,” she said pushing one shoe hard onto my cock. She held the other ballet flat up to my tongue and I licked the street grime off the sole. “There that’s better, isn’t it,” she said as she pressed the sole against my nose leaving a black mark on it. After a few more long strokes of my tongue on her sole, she rubbed it against my cheek and with not leaving a black streak on my face she seemed satisfied it was clean enough.

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1200 Angry Women 4.3 (37)

A short fantasy is written about what can happen in a mob of impatient women where only a few are mean.

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

 

Author’s foreword: Well, I’d like to offer this purely fictional bit of storytelling. I wrote the original during the last ice age (when I was but a wee boy just out of high school) but cleaned it up a bit when I found it. Let me know what you think… Ken

The commotion up ahead, whatever it was, had just abated, and the crowd of women leaving the conference was finally able to move forward. After having been stuffed unceremoniously into the rather narrow hallway following the final symposium, the women were no longer the well-mannered elite of society that had entered more than an hour ago. Ill-tempered faces and sharp, irritated quips characterized the well-heeled assembly, which was not hard to understand, considering the unfortunate failure of the air conditioning. Continue reading “1200 Angry Women 4.3 (37)“

The Brogues 4.5 (30)

The author remembers an experience that occurred a few days after his then-partner bought herself a pair of new shoes.

written by Fighting-Riley
 original source of the story was Submitted by the author

This is a retelling of an event that happened with my ex-partner some years ago. It stands out as one of the best tramplings I had with her. Some days before this trampling happened, my partner had bought herself a new pair of tan brogues, which were fashionable for girls at that time. They were practically flat, but their androgynous look and sexlessness made them very appealing to me, these were shoes for her to wear when she didn’t care about looking sexy, these weren’t shoes she had picked with my interests in mind, and that made them very attractive to me. Continue reading “The Brogues 4.5 (30)“

Bewusteloos (Dutch for ‘unconscious’) 4.8 (48)

This entry is part 1 of 4 in the series Lieke

Beautiful Dutch woman teaches a man what it means to have a trample fetish

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

For most of my life I fantasized about women standing/walking or sitting on me but I never heard the term “trample fetish” until a chance encounter I had with a co-worker. This was in the 1980’s before the internet existed. So I had no idea if anyone else in the world had these same strange thoughts as I did.

I worked with a young woman Lieke (pronounced LEE-ka) at a large multinational finance company in New York City. Since she and I were both single, we occasionally went out after work for drinks. Sometimes we attended events together on the weekends. Not a sexual relationship but just some companionship which we both enjoyed. We were friends without benefits.

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Dominant trample 4.3 (26)

Curvy young girl steps on a guys face while having sex with her husband

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

I met Melanie online and chatted with her over the course of several weeks. With the cloak of internet anonymity I was able to be very honest about my trample fetish. She said she had many fetishes but one in particular she didn’t want to talk about just yet. She did ask about me and what I would be willing to do. Could she step on me ? Say mean things to me ? Was I into role play ? She seemed particularly interested if I would agree to clean her shoes, which I happily said “yes” to.

We seemed like a good match so the decision was made to meet in person.  Melanie lived about a half hour away from me by train in a slightly more posh London neighborhood.   All in all I was curious about her questions and was looking forward to getting together.

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Mandy 4.8 (27)

A fantasy fulfilled when Mandy helps to “pop” his back by walking on it

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

This story is the first of many trampling experiences I had with a girl named Mandy. She was 21 years old and a college student at the local university. Shoulder length black hair, weighed about 105 pounds (48 kg) and very attractive. Mandy also had fairly big boobs for as skinny as she was. My sister and her were close friends.

While driving home one evening I was actually fantasizing about how much I wanted Mandy to walk all over me. Well, I pulled into the driveway and, to my surprise, her car was sitting there. I thought it was a sign from the gods. My heart began to pound and I started thinking of any possible way to get her to step on me. I’m kind of shy about my fetish so my plan was to get her alone at some point and figure it out from there.

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Cocktail Party 3.5 (22)

Fetish party trample for one lucky guy

written by Steven
 original source of the story was Unknown source

On a Saturday night Mistress Natasha a friend of mine invited me to her place for a cocktail party. Natasha knows me as “Matt” and she has trampled me many times.  She also loves trampling full stop!!! She planned to use me as a doormat/welcome mat for people to walk or step on as they arrived at the party.  Those attending included people I knew from the local fetish scene plus some non-fetish friends of Natasha and people from interstate coming to look at Natasha’s leather products and perfumes etc which were on display.  There was also two rooms set up for S@M activities plus a dance floor.

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