A collection of stories about foot fetish, trampling, female domination, …
Clever schoolboy gets his hand crushed under the high heels of his teacher without her knowing.
Age seven was a productive year for me in terms of hand and finger trample. I knew my fascination with ladies high heels was unusual, and I couldn’t precisely understand why they drove me mad, but I took every opportunity to get close to them.
A man gets more than he bargained for with a car crush and boot trampling by two surprisingly uncaring women
This young lady and a friend had spent one drunken night whilst home, trawling the net for weird and wonderful things. After coming across a trample website had followed several links before they came to the Mistress Destiny forum. After reading many posts they took a liking to my true experiences and decided to contact me in the UK.
So a couple of weeks ago, on a Friday afternoon, I packed a few clothes and loaded up my car with a garden fork, spade, some sack cloth and a couple of planks of wood and drove to her home town before booking into a local hotel. We arranged to meet later that evening in a bar close to her home but as she was apprehensive at meeting me alone had asked if she could bring along a friend, which I agreed to.
Kevincarpet gets trampled at a lesbian birthday party.
Another Kevincarpet story from back in the day.
Also included at the end are a few comments from readers about the story & Kevin’s responses.
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What a crazy time..This party had a stilt walking girl..Fire eating girls and lots of go-go’s….
Ok, so when I got there another carpet friend was there too (which was great cause he drove me home later). There was room here for 2 party carpets..My other carpet friend took the side of the bar (also a small but busy spot..)
Famous NYC trample performer Kevincarpet recounts one crazy night.
Kevincarpet was a well known trample performance artist in New York City, circa the early 2000’s. He’d bring a carpet to a nightclub, put it over himself near the bar and let the women step on him all night while they waited for their drinks.
This is his account of one great night.
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A get-together with an old friend turns into trampling and boot licking.
So I have this “Friend” Jan I know who use to work with me years ago. I was a sales guy and she was the front door receptionist. Anyway Jan and I kept in touch over the years as we went our separate ways career wise. I got fatter, grayer and richer, Jan stayed thin, hot and generally living paycheck to paycheck. So we got to talking about life online and I tried to explain to Jan that she really needed to make better choices with her life to get ahead. Stop dating abusive losers that slapped her around and working for dead end jobs. Jan’s answer was “whatever”, complaining that I tell her what she should do but not how she can get there.
I then volunteered to hook up with her to go over how to get what she wants and the next night I drove to Jan’s apartment. Jan had just got off work and was wearing a tight red dress with black knee high boots, the kind with the 3 inch chunky heel. She was about 5’9 with her boots on and my guess weighed about 140 lbs. I came from work as well and was still dressed in a suit.
Part 12 of University Life
Saturday was a quiet one, both Erin and I just hung out working on assignments and drinking coffee. We got Chinese takeaway for dinner and watched a movie. She had her bare feet in my lap and I kissed them a couple of times when she would lift them to my face but otherwise, it was a very quiet day. To be honest, I was needing a relaxing day, my face was still red and sore from the night before and I felt absolutely shattered. Continue reading “University Life Part 12“
This part ends the scene from previous parts with some dancing and multi trampling
After being softened up by Erin’s Uggs, my face was instantly on fire as the brutal treads of Leanne’s Doc Martins marched and bounced to the beat. In total darkness, under her treads and with my hands still pinned under Alina and Riah I tried to get into the zone and just suffer through it. I lost track of how many tunes Leanne stayed on my face for but it was either 5 or 6. When she finally stepped onto my chest I felt the pressure on my right hand lighten as Alina stepped from my hand straight onto my face. A second later Leanne’s boot stomped down hard on my hand. Erin stepped off my cock onto my left arm pinning it and Riah stepped up onto my cock. The whole motion took them only a couple of seconds from Leanne stepping off my face to them all having changed places and it dawned on me that this punishment was not going to end soon. Continue reading “University Life Part 11“
The night continues with some trampling to the beat of the music
The girls settled on the MTVHits channel that was around 20 songs into the 50 best dance anthems. The four of them were up dancing together and I sat on the sofa looking at their feet bouncing and their asses shaking to the beat. It was hard to believe that a few weeks ago I didn’t know any of these absolute babes and here they were now having just had their feet licked by my tongue. I could still smell feet in my nose and taste dirt and sweat on my tongue and I was savouring every minute of it. Given Erin, Alina, and Riah’s part-time jobs in the club I expected them to be very sexy dancers but Leanne actually had the best moves and was the most seductive on the dance floor. Continue reading “University Life Part 10“
This part continues the scene that started in the earlier part with some shoe and foot worship and foot massages
Leanne had on a pair of black leggings and a pink top with a black skull on it and her Doc Martin Jadon Max’s which I guess explained the heavy lugged sole I felt. Alina had on a pair of denim shorts with a white t-shirt and old beat-up white Adidas Superstar trainers. Riah had on blue skinny jeans, a navy hoodie, and a pretty trashed pair of brown Uggs with a button on the side. We stood chatting in the kitchen, Erin told them what we were eating, she had made a Carbonara and we discussed what movie we were going to watch. I was overruled on all my suggestions and a chick flick was chosen.
I went through to the lounge to get the Movie ready on Netflix while Erin and the girls chatted in the kitchen. The lounge had 2 large sofas and a separate armchair. I sat down on one of the sofas and looked down at the two grimy patches on my t-shirt where it had been used as a doormat. I won’t be washing that one again ever. A minute or so later the girls came through with more beers, Erin sat down on the same sofa as me and immediately put her Uggs up on my lap. Riah and Alina sat on the other sofa and Leanne went for the armchair. As the movie played Erin kicked off her Uggs and tapped my face with her bare foot and held up her foot for me to massage it. I could feel my skin burning red as the rest of the girls watched me massaging Erin’s sweaty sole. I’m not someone who is normally shy about my foot fetish and they all knew about it but I think the fact that they were all voyeuristically watching me do this added to the embarrassment. Continue reading “University Life Part 9“
This part is a start of an interesting new scene
The next day I was out early, Erin was still in bed when I left for class. At about 10.30 my phone pinged with a message from her. “How do you feel about having the girls round for some food, drinks, and maybe a movie on Friday night?” “Yeah sure that’s fine,” I replied, “I can go out and leave you guys in peace.” “Haha no you’re invited dummy, I’m not just kicking you out to use your flat, plus I’ll need my footrest hahaha. I’ll do a pasta dish. I’ll send everyone a message.” I then got a notification… “you’ve been added to the group ‘3 strippers and a barmaid’” A couple of minutes later my phone pinged with 4 new notifications, Erin – “He said yes.” Riah – “awesome, see you Friday.” Leanne – “yayy.” Alina – “Woohoo.” Then a final notification came in A group you are part of has changed name… “3 strippers and a barmaid” has changed to “3 strippers and a barmaid and a footrest”. There were a couple of additional messages about what people could bring and then the group went pretty quiet. Continue reading “University Life Part 8“