Deadly heels at the old stadium 4 (23)

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

Finally the day Jim had been waiting for. Jim was a bright young boy of 16 every day after school he would go work a the old stadium selling tickets or just helping out. Today was the day of the concert he had been selling tickets for the past two weeks.

Every time a pretty girl would come for tickets he would mark down on a piece a paper who she was and where she would be sitting. Jim loved his job because every time the town had an event he could go below all the people in the stands and when he saw the seats he had marked out as that of a pretty girl he could easily slide his hand up and get her to step on his finger without any fear of getting caught as the girls laughed and stomped on him without ever giving any thought to what they are crushing under their thin spiky heel.

Today was going to be even better, the concert was sold out so they brought in spare seats. They made a small mound of dirt to raise the last row of seats so the people could see without any problems. They had a small piece of wood over a slightly raised mound of dirk as the floor in front of the seats they had put up for the concert. Continue reading “Deadly heels at the old stadium 4 (23)“

A Brother’s Servitude Chapter 1 5 (6)

This entry is part 1 of 2 in the series A Brother's Servitude

written by Horsefly
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Chapter 1

“Bye now, dear!” Claudia said to her daughter, weeping. Samantha gave her a big hug, tears streaming down her cheeks. Claudia looked down at her daughter one last time, and unable to bear the sight of her sad face, left without saying another word. Samantha’s dad, however, wasn’t quite as emotional as his wife: “Now Samantha, you KNOW that mommy and I love you very very .much.” Samantha stopped crying and nodded silently. He smiled and lifted her chin. “Come on, sweetie! Can’t you give daddy a little smile?” Samantha looked at him and managed a small, feeble smile. “Don’t worry, honey… I and mommy will be back soon. We just need some time alone. The week will go by like that!”

With that, he snapped his fingers. As sad as she felt, Samantha couldn’t suppress a giggle. “I love you, daddy.” Her dad gave her a hug and said: “Now you be a good girl, okay? You can invite some friends to sleep over you want, but be nice. Nana’s phone number is posted on the fridge, and I want you to listen to your brother, okay? He’s older, so he’s in charge.”

With that, her dad gave her a big kiss on the cheek and started out the door. Before closing it, he turned to his daughter and said half-jokingly, “I don’t want to hear any horror stories from Tommy, okay? BE NICE.” Continue reading “A Brother’s Servitude Chapter 1 5 (6)“

A Lesson For Peter 4 (6)

written by Unknown author
 original source of the story was Foot Stories Specialist

It was September 1996. 24-year old Kayla Murray was just getting off work at the local shopping mall. It was about 10:30 at night as she approached her shiny red convertible in the parking lot. Kayla was a rather wealthy female, living in a large house in Los Angeles, California.

Kayla was a gorgeous girl of Japanese origin, with a perfect American dialect. She was 5’8, thin, and had a lovely face with a great complexion, complemented by her long, jet black hair. Kayla was always a good dresser. Tonight she wore a blue blouse with a black miniskirt, stockings, and leather flat-soled ankle boots.

Kayla arrived home 10 minutes later to find that a light on the second floor of her house was on. Something was seriously wrong. Kayla exited the car and rushed through the front door of the house. She checked the rooms on the first floor but found nothing unusual. Continue reading “A Lesson For Peter 4 (6)“

Trample experience with Sammi and her heavy friend 3.8 (16)

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Since my early twenties, I have sought trample experiences and have managed to get a trampling from several women. Last summer I approached a woman called Sammi who had advertised in a magazine and she agreed to trample me. I arrived at her house on one of the hottest days this year: Sammi is around 5’9″ tall and probably weighs around 140 – 150 pounds. She asked me how much experience I had with trampling and when I told her she then asked: “The heavier the better?” “I guess so,” I replied. She then suggested that she had a friend who could join in for a little extra cash. Continue reading “Trample experience with Sammi and her heavy friend 3.8 (16)“

Wedding trample 4.3 (20)

written by Mat11
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Although the wedding invitation said “Adults only” Mary Sylvester was forced to bring her 8-year-old Tommy. At the reception hall Mary quickly surveyed the scene and after dinner when she noticed Tommy becoming tired, decided on a plan of action. She carried Tommy out into the dimly lit hall and wrapped him in a light sheet (three times his size). She carried him down the hall and laid him down behind an old Victorian chair, beneath a window. “Sweety,” she said, “mommy will be back to check on you in a little while. If you need me I’ll be right over there in that room”. Tommy nodded sleepily. Mary was relieved as his eyes shut immediately, she gave him a quick kiss and then covered his head with the sheet. Initially, she was concerned with the loud music coming from the reception room, but Tommy had always been a heavy sleeper and apparently, it didn’t bother him. She returned to the reception, got a drink, and started dancing. Continue reading “Wedding trample 4.3 (20)“

Drunken college girls 2.9 (15)

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First off, I have been a ghost for as long as I can remember. I was here when this was a Delphi forum (I think that’s what it was) and have never shared anything. I hope that this story can only begin to make up for the years of non-participation on my part. By the way, all parts of this story are completely true as I lack the creative imagination to create something of this calibre. Thank you and enjoy.

This story takes place last night when I and my buddies were going to go out. There were no parties going on (which is weird cause we are a school known for our parties), so we decided that it wasn’t worth our trouble to get booze, would drink instead of saving for tonight when there is a couple of calibres. We went down to this room of a couple of girls that we know and they were all wasted. Now for some descriptions. None of these are their real names. Julie is a tall blond girl about 6’0″ and weighing in at about 160-170 pounds, she isn’t fat mind you. She holds her weight well and looks decent, and when your drunk, really good. Stef is about 5’2″ weighing in at about 100-110 pounds with brown hair and the cutest perkiest ass. she’s a real looker. And lastly, Denise is an Asian girl with a really nice ass and great body she is just about the same size as Stef. Anyhow Julie has like size 11 feet and I’m not sure about the other two. Like I said they were already wasted and things were getting kinda decent. Continue reading “Drunken college girls 2.9 (15)“

Drunk trampled by a drunken model 4.3 (16)

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The post by the man who wanted to be trampled by six women at the same time all wearing high heels and all drinking very heavily brought to mind a trampling experience I had that got way out of hand because we were both drinking. I’ll warn him again because this was only one woman and he’s talking about six. Continue reading “Drunk trampled by a drunken model 4.3 (16)“

Underwater trampling at the lake 3.8 (12)

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We have a large public lake close to home that has a swimming area that is open to the public for most of the summer. The owner of the lake allows me to dive around the swimming area and pier when the area is not open to the public. With my metal detector, I find coins, rings, keys, and other personal items lost by the swimmers, especially around the diving board. I have been out there diving many times when the swimming area is open and sometimes manage to stealth over to the dock where I can enjoy My Hobby which is inspecting the lower extremities of a woman’s body without being noticed. There is a horizontal board along the side of the pier that allows a swimmer to stand and rest while holding on to the side. This board is 4 1/2 feet down which puts me totally out of sight from the surface. Alongside this board, on a hot summer day, there might be a dozen or more nice looking feet that I can inspect close range at my leisure.

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A Bet 3.9 (22)

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

I always wished to be extremely trampled with spiked high heels. One day I met a lady in a bar who was in a pair of spiked high heel boots. I invited her to drink together. She might have thought that I wanna fuck her because when I asked her how much, she said 300. I then took her out to a hotel.

Arriving at the hotel I asked her if she is cruel and if she likes blood. She said yes and her eyes lit up. I then asked her if she liked to trample me with her spiked high heels. She looked surprised and stared me for some time as if I’m from an alien star. After a while, she laughed crazily and said yes if you would like it. I said: “I think you may not dare to go on with trampling if I was bloody.” She said: “No, I don’t care how much are you suffering under my high heels since you demanded from me to trample you.” I said: “But to make sure you will not get off from my body, we should make a bet.” She asked, surprised: “What bet?” I answered: “If you keep your full weight on my body during a one full hour you will get your 300, or else you should pay me my medical fee. It means u should never put one foot on the floor, and no matter how much I cry for help and beg u to stop and how much I am hurt u can’t get off.” She laughed loudly: “You stupid. I would like to trample you very much, don’t worry I will not show any mercy to you. You should pray to God that you won’t die under my high heels. I will not care if you are living or not or if you are hurt badly.”

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Stephanie 4.4 (16)

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

It was one rainy day during my university years and I was out in the drizzle waiting for the bus. I was lost in thought, worried about my upcoming exams and was brought out of it by a splash. I looked down to see that a book had fallen into the puddle beside me. As I bent down to pick it up I noticed out of the corner of my eye the person who had dropped it. Slouched to the ground, the first thing I noticed were white high-heeled boots. My gaze rose over shapely legs in a white mini skirt, a white jacket ensemble and finally a gorgeous face framed by jet-black hair. She smiled sweetly at me and said thank you as I wiped her book off on my jacket and handed it to her. Her name was Stephanie and as I gazed into her eyes I felt she was very gentle and caring- sweet. We chatted a bit about the miserable weather and she invited me up to her nearby apartment to escape the rain. Ah, she was so beautiful that I couldn’t say no. Besides what could it hurt? It wasn’t like she was a threat, right?

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