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Trampled at the Bank part 3 0 (0)

This entry is part 3 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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Part 3

Janet finally passed out and all the girls except Angel stepped off but Angel preceded to step across Janet’s neck with the arch of her spike heel shoe and stand with all her weight on that one foot just to make sure that Janet was out good. She finally stepped off and after about five minutes or so Janet started to come too but was very slow to attempt to get up. Continue reading “Trampled at the Bank part 3 0 (0)“

Trampled at the Bank part 2 0 (0)

This entry is part 2 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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Part 2

As the bank was fixing to close, another customer walked up to the counter and Susan did not have time to step off of Janet. The customer was upset over a transaction and Susan did not know how to handle the situation so she called her boss Angel for help. Angel was a tall athletic girl about 145 lbs. She loved towering over people as she wore 4 inch thin As she came around the counter to help the disgruntled customer, she was not surprised to see Susan standing on Janet’s upper chest as she thought Janet might have been a lesbian with a trample fetish. Continue reading “Trampled at the Bank part 2 0 (0)“

Trampled at the Bank part 10 0 (0)

This entry is part 10 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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Part 10

So they return into the bank dragging Janet by her hair. OK bitch says Susan… I have to count out my drawer and make sure I’m not short for the day so place your face where it belongs!!!! Without hesitation Janet crawls to Susan’s window and lays down on her back with her face facing the ceiling, knowing that that’s where Susan will be standing. Susan and Kay and the rest of the girls in the bank laugh at her predicament. Continue reading “Trampled at the Bank part 10 0 (0)“

Trampled at the Bank part 9 0 (0)

This entry is part 9 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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Part 9
Janet looks at Susan n says…”as far as u wish to go”…Susan says…”well we will probably end up killing you here”so lets go elsewhere. Susan made Janet get on all 4’s n bring them their heels that were spiking her in her back in her mouth…as she crawled with shoes in her mouth the other girls started laughing and pointing and poking with their nails at the penetrated spike marks on her back all while Janet was struggling to make it to her superiors with their spikes in her mouth. Continue reading “Trampled at the Bank part 9 0 (0)“

Trampled at the bank part 7 0 (0)

This entry is part 7 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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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)“

Trampled at the bank part 6 0 (0)

This entry is part 6 of 10 in the series Trampled at the bank

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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.

 

Trampled at the bank part 5 0 (0)

This entry is part 5 of 10 in the series Trampled at 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”.

 

Wedding story trample 4.8 (44)

A fantastic high heel trample by a hot woman. But was it a good idea ???

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I first met Lisa when I flew cross country for my cousin’s wedding.  She and I were both doing readings in the church for the wedding service so we had similar roles to perform. My first impression of her was that she was cute at about 5’3 tall (1.6 m). I couldn’t really get a read on her body since she wore several layers of loose fitting, casual clothes and sneakers to the church. Anyway I’m a big guy (6-5 ,  1.95 m) so to me, she just looked tiny and adorable.

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Mia likes to dance – on you ! 4.9 (14)

ChatGPT story about a sexy cousin who enjoys trampling

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Eighteen-year-old Jake stepped out of the car at his aunt’s house, feeling a mixture of excitement and anxiety. He had been looking forward to his summer visit, but he always felt a bit overshadowed by his older cousin, Mia. At twenty, Mia was tall, strikingly beautiful, and radiated a confidence that sometimes intimidated him. Their relationship had always been more about rivalry than camaraderie.

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Story made by chatgpt 4.7 (13)

Two barefoot girls and a bet about trampling

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So, I’m sitting there in P.E. class, watching Coach discuss some weird flexing-your-abs-while-people-stand-on-you thing. He’s rambling on about core strength, balance, all that.

I lean over to grab my water bottle and say to myself, “I could do that no problem.” Didn’t think anyone heard me, but of course, two girls sitting nearby—Megan and Lisa, I think—totally catch it.

Megan raises an eyebrow. “Oh yeah? You think you could handle that?”

“Definitely,” I shrug. “I’ve got this.”

Lisa smirks and nudges Megan. “Wanna bet on it?”

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