Series: Trampled at the bank

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Part 4

It became lunch time at the bank and most of the ladies were going out to eat. Janet was coming back around and said she wanted to take a break while they were gone. All of the girls agreed as they wanted her to feel refreshed for more trampling and foot worship. A storm was blowing in as they were leaving the bank and Susan told Janet to be ready when they got back as their heels would surely be wet and muddy with the new construction outside the bank.

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Part 5

As the three girls stood back looking at Janet wondering how much more she could take. The answer came quick enough as another customer came to the counter. Susan stepped up onto Janet’s torso, pushing the wind completely out. A some what loud moan could be heard causing Kim to shove her heel deep into Janet’s mouth to shut her up.

Janet began thrashing a bit but soon passed out.

The rest of the afternoon went like this. Different girls coming to the window just to trample Janet. It seemed most of the woman had made it a point to were high heels on this day as they knew Janet would be at the tellers window under Susan. One woman, Joan, had returned from vacation and had heard the scuttle about Janet being used as a floor mat. She finally had to go see for herself. When she got there she could not believe what she was seeing. There laid Janet, just as the girls had told her, her blouse all muddy from the shoes, her legs and arms full of bruises and heel marks. Some places there were blood blisters were her skin had gotten pinched between the floor and heels of the woman. “Would you like to use her” asked Susan. “every one else has”.

“I, I don’t know, she looks pretty bad already, I would really to hate make her suffer any more”

“Oh don’t worry about it, if she expires under your shoes we have a plan to dispose of her” Kim said, as she pulled her heel from Janet’s mouth.
Susan stepped off Janet’s body, “go ahead Joan step up, I don’t think she will even know your on her, she is so out of it”.

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Part 6

Joan walked up to Janet, her 5’9, 155 lb body towering over Janet. Joan looked young for her age of 61, no one would guess her for a day over 50, and she dressed to impress. A knee length navy skirt, dark nylons, and low navy pumps to match.

“Janet, it’s me Joan, would you like me to walk on you, if you don’t want me to I won’t” Joan asked with some what would seem as compassion.
Janet could just make out who it was and what she was saying. She had always enjoyed seeing Joan’s legs and heels around the office, and loved her taste in clothes. she always wondered what it would be like to be under her heels, serving her feet, now she had her chance.

Lifting her hand and placing it on Joan’s leg, she began to stroke her calf and ankle. “yes, please walk on me”.
Joan took a half step back, catching one of Janet’s fingers under her heel which broke with a loud snap. “Oh shit, I think I broke her finger”.
“I’m sorry, did that hurt honey” Joan looked down and saw the crooked finger and mangled manicured nail. Joan looked back at Janet and thought that if this is what she wants, why not give it to her. Joan planted her shoe on Janet’s gut then began to apply pressure. She could feel Janet’s gut give under her weight. She placed her other foot on Janet’s chest, right across her tits.

Susan, watching this, was getting wet. She was going to need it good tonight.

Joan could feel Janet’s labored breathing under her, she could see the strain in her face, but Joan could not bring self to step off just yet. It felt so good to be in full control of some one. She began to move back and forth. Up and down Janet’s torso, wiping her shoes off on her blouse. She could feel her breasts give way, and push off to the side as they flattened under her weight.

Just then Kay walked in and said the bank would be closing in few minutes and not to get Janet up until she had her way with her one more time before going home. Just then a last minute customer came up to the tellers window. “Oh I need to go anyway” said Joan stepping off Janet’s torso and on to her arm, leaving a nasty mark, walking away some what refreshed, some what guilty, thinking of the pain she caused with her heels, “but she asked for it” she reminded her self.

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Part 7

Susan stepped up on to Janet very harshly. One heel pushing deep into her weakened stomach and the other just below her throat, Janet began gasping and wearing. Arms and legs started thrashing, causing Susan to bounce slightly.

“Is everything ok” asked the customer.

“Oh yes, just a little giddy to get out of here, you know end of a long day” Janet replied as she sank her heels in deeper. Continue reading “Trampled at the bank part 7 0 (0)“