Tag: Face trampling

University Life Part 28 4.6 (13)

This entry is part 28 of 32 in the series University Life

written by StompedAllOver
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After about 10 minutes, I was able to sit up. Every part of me was still in agony. “So how was that for you?” Erin asked, laughing. “Brutal”, I replied. Erin got up to go and get us another beer. “What about for you guys?” Riah looked at me seriously and said, “yeah it’s fun with heels, I mean, I can see instant results, it’s cool seeing all the dents and marks the heels leave everywhere but in my head I was constantly trying to keep myself under control”. Erin was coming back in now and handed us beers. “What do you think babes, do you prefer using heels?” Riah asked. “To stomp?” She replied. “Honestly, no, it’s like bad sex its all over too quickly, I was just getting going and it’s done already.” “Yeah exactly, I mean at the end of the day I want to hurt you but I don’t want to really hurt you. Standing on your face, I was fighting the urge to start stomping and jumping. I’m way too scared to do that with these on”, she said waggling her heels. “To be honest, with heels on, it’s too easy. Just our weight combined with the stilettos is more than enough for you, especially on your head. Barefoot or trainers or my Uggs I have to put in the effort, I love that feeling of really having to work to get you to submit. I don’t know it just feels more competitive.” “Like he’s got a fighting chance”, Erin joked. “Yeah exactly. Heel’s just feel lazy haha.” “Need to try the platform boots next time”, I suggested. “Yeah that sounds like a plan”, Riah replied. “I haven’t worn those boots for about a year”.

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University Life Part 27 4.6 (13)

This entry is part 27 of 32 in the series University Life

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Riah pointed at the floor and I got off the sofa onto my knees in front of her. I put my hand on the floor and said, “Can you grind my hand under your heels?” “I’m going to grind more than just your fucking hand under my heels for the ass comment a minute ago.” Riah put the platform sole of her sandal on my hand and stepped on bringing her other foot onto my fingers and started grinding back and fore. I could feel the bones in my hand grinding under her weight. I leaned forward and passionately kissed Riah’s toes. She started marching on my fingers and I was mesmerised watching her feet flexing in her shoes as she ground my hand flat. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Erin step forward and felt my other hand crush under her weight. Occasionally I would feel a heel digging into my hand but for the first few minutes my hands were mainly ground under the soles.

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Russian beauty in a self defense class 4.5 (20)

Self-defense class for women becomes a trample dream

written by Anthony
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This true story happened about two years ago.  Milana, she’s Russian 5’10 (1.78 m) about 140lbs (63 kg) with a size 9 (40 EU) shoe. I met her online and offered her a free self defense class as I used to teach lessons being in martial arts for over 10 years.

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Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)

This entry is part 9 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part 9 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

The woman with the gray half-boots presses her blackened tar-stained sole more solidly on my nose and across my cheek, for a moment.

Then suddenly she plants her boot massively down on my cheek and eye, bringing up her other foot to land both of her feet on unevenly on my head.

I see stars and bright flashes of light as this unknown woman park’s her flat heels against my ear and temple. Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 9 4.5 (8)“

Leaf Man Part 8 5 (3)

This entry is part 8 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part eight of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

I quickly turn my head to the right side, away from the curb towards the wall and park trees to see Cynthia’s heavy foot is still mashing solidly on my fingers.

She shifts her body again and resumes her normal stance. Cynthia nails my right upper arm with her black high heels full foot profile crushing my fingers and spearing my arm. I then try and move my other arm that Maria and Donna Ann had played tree root with.

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Leaf Man Part 6 5 (3)

This entry is part 6 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part six of Graundview’s Leaf Man series

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

With Cortney still standing on my back, crushing me down, I can’t move my body at all, without letting them know I’m below their feet. So whatever they do to me, I must hold still and take it.

But this is where I wanted to be. I’m in double heaven. I’m smelling Maria’s expensive shoe leather, a smell of old tobacco smoke, Channel Number Nine, mixed with a smell of sweet worn erotic rich leather.

Luckily my nose is still hidden, buried very close to their parked feet just under the leaf pile.

The girls stand by me I see the bones of Maria’s right tanned foot slowly radiate upward. This is a sure sign that she is about to move her black leather shoe forward once more.

Sure enough, she raises her high heel shoe off the ground.

I see daylight under her shoes grit-covered sole. Maria then thrusts up her shoe on her long thin three-and-a-half-inch heel, she then balances her body weight on her long thin heel poised very close to my face, the pointy worn sole of her shoe is now overhanging my nose.

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My steps 3.3 (19)

Step brother trample

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I glanced up and saw Kim, the oldest of my two step-sisters, coming down the basement stairs, just as my step-mom secured the last strap around my left wrist, rendering me totally immobile. The basement was used as what my step-mother and step-sisters referred to as the “Punishment Room.” I had done absolutely nothing that I could think of to warrant being punished, but then again, I learned very quickly that my step-family didn’t need any excuse to punish me.

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Trampled at the bank part 8 4.6 (10)

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

Part 8
Susan had an idea to really crush Janet as all the girls were starting to gather their things with anticipation. She slipped off her heels and asked Kay for hers. She laid them on the floor heels facing the ceiling and told Janet to carefully lay down on her back on top of the heels for an ultimate feeling.

Janet carefully nestled her small frame on top the heels as other girls started to walk up on the scene. ” Hop on everybody ” Susan said as the ladies began to step up and stand on Janet. The heels began to sink into Janet’s back as the ladies on top began to dig their heels into her front side. Kim thought that it was so cool to get ” heeled ” on both sides at the same time.

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My girlfriend is a SADIST 4.2 (34)

Tiny woman provides unreal trample cruelty for her boyfriend

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When I first met my girlfriend, she did not know anything about trampling or foot/shoe worship. But I was able to talk her into trying it.  Now she has became a sadistic trampler. Sadistic.  Be careful what you wish for . . .

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Trampled at the bank part 4 4.8 (12)

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

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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