Tag: Blood

The tag blood is added to stories of many genres. It is often an indication of an extreme storyline. In stories about trampling it often depicts consequences of harsh trampling action. Readers searching for more brutal stories can use this tag as an indication of stories which are more to their liking. Other users may consider this tag as a content warning.

Leaf Man Part 3 3.8 (4)

This entry is part 3 of 9 in the series Leaf Man

Part three of the excellent slow-paced story about man’s getting unknowingly trampled with metal-heeled boots

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

Cortney is pressing her boot’s sole from her shifting hips, her body is forcing her boot’s sole around my throbbing hand. I also love her tantalizing-looking foot profile, as I see her ankle shift in small movements side to side still balancing fully on boots narrow edge of her sole, as her soft tender toes go along for the ride.

Cortney then has suddenly shifted her whole body! Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 3 3.8 (4)“

Contract Killer 3.9 (40)

The author wrote a violent fantasy about the end of the life of one burglar.

written by Neckstand
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Jimmy was desperate for money. It had only been two weeks since he’d been let out of prison and work was hard to come by for a convicted murderer and drug addict. At 6’5″ 240, Jimmy had started bouncing at a strip club but the paycheck wasn’t enough. An old contact of Jimmy’s offered him a job as a contract killer. It was Jimmy’s first assignment, an easy mark, 62 yr old Lucy Goldman. Lucy’s husband wanted her dead collecting on a large insurance policy he had taken out for her. Jimmy went to Lucy’s house that afternoon, it was supposed to look like a burglary. An unlocked sliding glass door allowed Jimmy to slip into the house and discover no one was home. Several hours had passed when the lock on the front door turned and Jimmy ran into a living room closet. Looking through the slats in the door he could see the entire room. Jimmy planned on hiding out, carrying out the hit, and leaving under the cover of darkness. A woman walked into the room and removed her sandals, it was Lucy. Jimmy couldn’t believe this decent-looking lady with gorgeous feet was 62 yrs old, as he had always had a foot fetish he quickly focused on those bare feet walking around the house. Continue reading “Contract Killer 3.9 (40)“

New Year’s Eve 3.2 (14)

The author remembers the finger-stepping experience during New Year’s eve

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

A few months ago, I was asked to write this down. Now that I finally have a stretch of time at my disposal I can sit down and write it. It happened during the public New Year celebration 2021/22. Our city traditionally makes a big concert in front of the town hall and brings local and regional stars. The city is also an interesting holiday destination for visitors not only from neighboring countries but also for visitors from further locations. Sure, not all of them end up in front of the town hall, many of them don’t, but some do. Usually there get to be about 30k people, of whom many disperse shortly after midnight fireworks. Continue reading “New Year’s Eve 3.2 (14)“

Impaled Part 4 3.9 (14)

This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Imapled

The last part of the story about Cyndi and Jim

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

Moving even closer to Jim now, Cyndi extended her right hand and gently patted Jim between his legs saying, “come on Hon, let me take care of that for you.”

Rising from the couch with Jim in hand/tow, Cyndi lead him through the kitchen and down the basement stairs. Jim really did not know what to expect, he thought that he might be led into some kind of dungeon or something, but was put at ease when he arrived at the bottom of the basement stairs and saw a normal basement. This was obviously Cyndi’s playroom, as it contained a full bar, a stereo system, as well as, another wide-screen TV, a comfortable couch, and three chairs. Curiously though, there was no carpet on the floor, just a concrete floor. It seemed strange that she did not have this touch of added warmth to such a cozy room. Continue reading “Impaled Part 4 3.9 (14)“

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)“

The Brogues 4.5 (29)

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 (29)“

University Life Part 11 4.9 (34)

This entry is part 11 of 30 in the series University Life

This part ends the scene from previous parts with some dancing and multi trampling

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

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 4.9 (34)“

University Life Part 3 4.8 (38)

This entry is part 3 of 30 in the series University Life

The third part of University Life

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

The next morning, I woke to the sound of Erin knocking on my bedroom door. She came in with Coffee and a Bacon Roll for each of us. She sat on the edge of the bed and noticed her ballet flats on my pillow. She laughed and said, “I see you’ve got a new comforter. I’ll have to make sure I keep them stinky for you”. We chatted about what was happening that day and I told her I was going to go to the university gym and Erin decided she would come down for a workout too. Continue reading “University Life Part 3 4.8 (38)“

Mary at the bus stop 4.7 (14)

The author wrote a detailed fantasy about a finger being unknowingly transformed to bone dust and meat pulp on a bus station by a woman who wore steel-tipped stiletto heels.

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

Mary Stepped out of the front door onto the path. Her sharp steel-tipped stilettos clicked loudly on the hard concrete. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a big black beetle crawling along the path in front of her. She stepped forward to lock the door. There was a loud crack as she stood onto the big black beetle which was in her way. She locked the door, and without a second thought proceeded to destroy the beetle. She twisted her foot quickly, grinding it into the path. Its body fluids spurted out in a thin line from under the hard soles of her stiletto heels as she pulped and tore it to pieces within seconds. She dragged her foot quickly backward shredding the remains into a wet line. Then she opened her bag and dropped the key into it. She walked away down the footpath. A wet mark on the footpath was all that was left of the beetle. Continue reading “Mary at the bus stop 4.7 (14)“

School Day Stomping 4 (10)

The author wrote a fantasy about trampling by two of his female schoolmates while discovering that he liked it

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

Part 1

I was still in high school at the time, but this happened on a Saturday when the school was closed. I was on my way to the store and decided to take a shortcut through the schoolyard. There was a parking lot in the back, hidden from view from the street, and through it, I walked. When I entered the lot I saw two figures sitting on the school steps. As I got closer I saw that they were two girls that I knew from class, Suzanne, a shapely blonde, and Leah, a gorgeous redhead with whom I was madly in love. But alas, she did not return my affections. I would even go so far as to say that she despised me. Both wore skintight jeans and blouses, Leah’s a white, and Suzanne’s a red one. Leah was trying on a pair of red stilettos, which I gathered Suzanne was lending her. I remember her wearing them before. Suzanne had on a pair of black boots, ankle-high with high stacked heels. Continue reading “School Day Stomping 4 (10)“