Treats me like her worst enemy ! 4.7 (27)

man gets abused under his new trample friend

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

My new trample friend really did a number on me last night !  She is much more into it than anybody I’ve ever met. She called me around 7 and asked if I’d like to come over as she had some furniture to move.

I got there and she had a bookshelf that she wanted to move into another room.It was filled with books so we began to remove them. she started at the top and asked me to remove the ones from the bottom shelves as I squatted down I braced myself with my left hand and began to remove books with my right. It wasn’t 10 seconds before I felt her foot come down on the back of my hand and my fingers at first lightly and then with all of her weight.

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The Peter Pressure Principle 4.8 (20)

girlfriend gives a great shoejob under her Mary Janes

written by Sparky
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I had some bubble wrap for my girlfriend Sherry to step on and make it pop, so I laid down on the floor, slipped it under her heel and indulged in Sherry’s stepping; trying to pop every bubble on that piece of wrap. I got off on it and when I stood up, my erection jammed in my pants keeping me from standing up all the way.

Sherry squeezed it through my pants and commented on its hardness. I told her that it was so hard that she could stand on with the heel of her Mary Janes. Sherry was as giddy as a school girl over that.

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Full body trample 4.5 (25)

woman uses a man as proxy punishment of her ex-boyfriend

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

Finally after more then 6 weeks I got trampled again, and what a workout it was. My new trample friend is a government employee so she had today off for the holiday and she paged me about 10:00 this morning. I need you to come over she said and I was there by 11:15. She was wearing jeans and running shoes so I felt nothing was going to happen but she said wait here and went into her room. She came back dressed to kill from head to toe. She was wearing a black silk dress black mesh gloves black nylons and a pair of high black spikes.

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Trampled under the bridge 4.7 (26)

a man’s wife helps him get face trampled by unknowing women

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

True Story

As my wife and I were taking our midnight walk we decided to change our normal routine of walking up to the university and back. We decided to take and alternate route which would take us through the park. We normally didn’t like to take this route because it was not that well lit but we were feeling adventurous. My wife is very good about my trample fetish and tramples me regularly when she comes home from work with her high heels.

As we were walking along the path we passed quite a few couples out on there nightly walks as well. In the darkness ahead I noticed that there was a bridge that we had to cross to get over a small ditch that was in the way of the path. I mentioned to her that it would be great to stick my fingers between the wood in the bridge and feel the weight of women that walked over them. She said to me that I should go under and she would step on me fingers.

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Old girlfriend’s spike heel trample 4.3 (42)

Man finds out it hurts the most when she just stands on one spot

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

It was right after I got out of college and I was over at an old girlfriend’s apartment.  She was the “type” I usually dated  (and got trampled by):   5 ft 4  and about 115 lbs (163 cm, 52 kg).  She had long blond hair parted in the middle as was the custom in the early seventies. She had told me earlier in the day that she intended to trample the shit out of me when I came over so I was looking forward to it all day long.

When I got there she was wearing a pair of gold spike heels with maybe a 2 1/2 in (7 cm) heel.  She said she’d picked them up at a Salvation Army Thrift Store for one dollar. “I know you like narrow heels” she said “so how are these?”  I was more excited than ever because spikes were hard to find in the seventies.

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Massage Parlor Trample 4.6 (25)

Barefoot trample and footjobs mean happy endings for everybody !

written by Unknown author
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Last week I was coming home from a trip to Charlotte and stoped by a Massage Parlor that I know about in Greensboro, NC. I walked in and paid the 30 year old Japanese women and she showed me to a small room with a low futon which took up most of the room.

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Girl named Raj loves to stomp on cans (and people too) 4.6 (40)

His first time being trampled was by a pretty high school classmate

written by Amrik
 original source of the story was Unknown source

In school there was a fundraising activity done by one of the clubs.  Students, teachers and staff would bring in their used coke cans every day for recycling.  The scrap aluminium was sold which was then used to fund a big social function at the end of the year.

Well, there was one girl, two years older than me, called Raj who really used to enjoy stomping on the coke cans to crush them flat. She was very beautiful, and I got extremely turned on watching her flatten the cans under her weight, all the time wishing she was stomping on me! I always used to take her my cans to crush, and one day casually asked her why she enjoyed stomping on them. My heart pounded in my chest when she told me that she liked to imagine she was squashing little people into a bloody pulp!

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New Year’s Eve trample fun 4.6 (32)

Combine New Year’s Eve, some alcohol and lowered inhibitions

written by Unknown author
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My wife and I had been planning our New Year’s Eve party for the last 3 or 4 months and had invited about 60 people that we know. About a half and half mix of her friends and mine. We had bought all the drinks, food, and party favours over the past couple of weeks. Many women from my wife’s office accepted, the people that she worked with closely.   The suggested dress code on the invitation was suits or coats and ties for the men and dresses and heels for the ladies.

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Unknown crush experience 4.3 (26)

Man gets his finger brutally crushed beneath the high heel of a completely unaware woman

written by throwrug
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I was wandering around the local shopping mall and, as always, was keeping my eyes open for ladies wearing nice heels. I noticed this well dressed young woman about 24 or so at a counter in one of the stores paying for her stuff.  As I got closer I realized she was standing up on her toes as she looked over the counter. Apparently she knew the worker there, probably a coworker. Well I noticed how the heels of her brownish colored pumps came up off the floor. Well she was in a perfect position for me to sacrifice my finger.

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Bartender, Make It a Stiletto 3.8 (10)

Story about a famous New York City trample enthusiast, Georgio

written by Kirk Semple
 original source of the story was NY Times

  • June 12, 2009

A man walks into a bar. He’s carrying a carpet under his arm. He wraps himself in the carpet, lies on the floor, covers his face and waits for people to step on him. A sign taped to the bar reads: “Step on carpet.”

People step on the carpet, dozens, in fact. The more people who step on the carpet, particularly if they are women in heels, the happier the man is. Some are timid, others are audacious. Some dance on the man. Some step on him while ordering their drinks, completely unaware that a live body is underfoot. Some just stand there, frozen, looking totally freaked out.

Four hours later, the man slips out from beneath his carpet, folds it up, tucks it under his arm and heads home. “It was a nice party,” he says cheerily, as if he were talking about something far more ordinary, like, say, a backyard barbecue.

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