Tag: High heel

The tag high heel is added to stories of many genres. It indicates that the female character/s is/are using high heeled footwear to fulfil her act. Other tags should indicate what kind of action is being done with high heels.

When it’s a trample story the female character is trampling with high heels. If the story is about crushing, she is crushing something with high heels.

Latino-American girl 4.1 (14)

The author writes about a very nice trample experience with a lady who wanted to try something strange and funny

written by SubSole
 original source of the story was Unknown source

As I travel a lot for my work, I always try to find a girl in the place where I have to spend a couple of days, who is slightly interested in trying out our beloved fetish, as I introduce it to them bluntly, by asking about their shoe sizes, favorite type of footwear and … if I could be their doormat for some moments…

This time I had to go to Lima, Peru, for several weeks and I responded to some classifieds of girls wanting to date guys. One of the replies was of a nice 36-year-old latina (of course) lady, 1m65, 50 kg, who was about to marry an American guy in a couple of months after my stay.

She wanted to try something strange and funny, before she committed herself, and agreed to meet when I was there. Super nervous I called here and she sounded so sweet. She had to laugh a lot, as I kept my part of the bargain by introducing myself (on the phone) as: “Here’s your doormat calling”… That night she arrived at my apartment in her knee-high brown leather boots, with 4×4 cm square heels, some 6 cm high… I was shocked by her beauty, and she made herself comfortable in one of my chairs. Continue reading “Latino-American girl 4.1 (14)“

Old Girlfriend Tramples Me at the Game 4.3 (10)

The author gets his hand trampled by his ex

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

Went to a high school basketball game couple of nights ago and spotted an old girlfriend in the bleachers, so I sat next to her. It had been about 5 years or so since we’d seen each other so we had some catching up to do about our lives. We had really been into trample when we were dating.

Finally, she asked me if I were still into it, which kind of shocked me but I said: “Why? Yes, certainly when I can find someone to trample me.” I noticed that she was wearing some very nice calf high heel snow boots. She then looked down at her feet for a second and then remarked: “I believe that you can get your hands and fingers under my boots if you go behind the bleachers and stick them through and I’ll be glad to stand on them for a while during the game.” I said: “That would be great.” Continue reading “Old Girlfriend Tramples Me at the Game 4.3 (10)“

Dating A Stripper 4.6 (17)

The author has written an excellent text about him experiencing his girlfriend’s secret profession

written by Smokncatfoot
 original source of the story was Unknown source

You think you know someone pretty well, and then – BAM! You find out something about them that totally blows your mind! Take Michelle, for instance. Michelle and I had been dating for a little over three months. We both attend State University, where we have several classes together. We both listen to classic rock, we both love Thai food, and we both think Dane Cook is friggin’ hilarious!

I thought I knew her pretty well, but now I come to find out that Michelle is an exotic dancer! Apparently, she’s been doing this to work her way through college since before I met her! She works at a strip club in a neighboring town, hoping no one from school finds out about it. I found out from a friend of mine who lives over there. Continue reading “Dating A Stripper 4.6 (17)“

Supermarket Crush 4.5 (12)

The author writes a fantasy about an unknown trampling in the false floor.

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

Publisher note: original publishing date Thursday, 06-Nov-97

I am the manager of a small but busy supermarket near an all-girls boarding school. All day I see them come in, wearing cut-offs or shorts usually. This is hot enough for me, but on Sundays, they like to dress for church or dinner or whatever and they wear skirts (short skirts) and heels. Since I got there, I’ve been trying to figure out a way to get them to crush me without their knowing it. After all, I am a businessman and it wouldn’t be great for business if my customers thought I was a pervert. Finally, I came up with a plan.

I usually schedule two cashiers on Sunday, since I have to pay them overtime. I told the girls that I would have to finish some work in the aisles and that they would be covered over with a rug for the entire day. I also told them that I would be working throughout the night and I wouldn’t be in on Sunday, so they would have to open and close the store. I had been working on a hole in one aisle for weeks and covering it up with a rug so they would not think anything unusual. The ground was also unsteady so the fact of my would-be tormentors walking over an uneven surface would be thought of as normal.

On Saturday night, we closed the store and I got to work. I carefully dug the fake hole, covered it up again and laid down the rug. Then I switched the magazine racks so the most recent issues of magazines would be in the aisle I would be laying in. I made sure that I would fit snugly in the hole and that the rug would not ride up when someone not picking up their feet might kick the rug. As a bonus for me, I scraped the underside of the rug so that I could look up but no one could see in because of the overhead lighting. I laid in the hole, secured the rug and waited. Continue reading “Supermarket Crush 4.5 (12)“

Party Rug 4.7 (12)

A fictional story, written from a female perspective, about unknown trample of a man at a party where the guests were females only.

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

I was very angry with ’54’.

Oh, I forgot to mention, I number my personal slaves: that way it’s easier for me to remember and it breaks up the monotony of calling them all ‘slave’ or ‘dog’. As an added touch, I make them wear their number painted in red lipstick on their foreheads.

Anyway, he was crying, begging for my forgiveness. He had done something stupid – I can’t remember what it was, I forgot – he was on the floor crying, begging me to punish him so that I would not be angry with him. I walked around him, put my 4″ heel on the crack of his ass, and pushed him to the floor. He fell in a heap, thanking me for touching him again, still crying.

I walked back to his face, my shoes a half inch from his nose. ’54’ knew not to look up, so he stared at shoes, thanking me.

“You do NOT think you’re getting off THAT easy”, I growled. You’ll have to pay a lot more for what you did (to this day I still don’t remember what he did !) Continue reading “Party Rug 4.7 (12)“

Total Surprise 3.5 (11)

The author writes about an unexpected experience with a female acquaintance at a random foot party

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

I’m going through a bit of a tough time with my wife right now and we’ve been separated for about a month.

I started going to this sports bar in town to watch the world series and have befriended a couple of waitresses and bartenders. This one bartender Tracey (not her real name) caught my eye. A Sandra Bullock (sp) look alike and a way about her that was so natural kept me seeking her out when I came in. She was quick to learn my name and greeted me with a glad to see ya smile as she sang a “hi ya doing Bri?” as I find a place to sit. On slow nights we would talk about what we liked to do, food, wine (we both love it) and we got to know a little about our private lives. Continue reading “Total Surprise 3.5 (11)“

Finger crush in Hallmark shop 2.7 (11)

The author recalls an early age finger crush experience

written by CEF1964
 original source of the story was Unknown source

Another of my memories from when I was around 11. I would ride my bike to the local Hallmark gift and greeting card shop. There was a young lady (college age) who worked there. She always seemed to be working when I went. I loved her because she wore very sexy shoes. Most were platform and had wedge heels.

On this particular occasion, I had gone with the intent of sticking baseball cards under ladies’ shoes with two-sided tape so I could watch them walk on/crush them. Unfortunately (or so I thought at first) she was working on the greeting card displays on the aisle where I had the most success since it was furthest from the register. Continue reading “Finger crush in Hallmark shop 2.7 (11)“

Handtrampled in the train 4.2 (13)

The author based the fantasy on the real experience that ended too quickly

written by handtrampled
 original source of the story was Unknown source

She was amazingly beautiful. I had spotted her at first sight as I walked to the train, or to be more precise, I had spotted her high-heeled white leather boots. She was dressed in blue jeans and some kind of pink business suit jacket. Because of the jeans, I could not see how high the boots were, but what I could see had my full attention. She was standing in the corridor, in between the still opened train doors and the narrow stairs leading down to the lower compartments in this double-decker train. I estimated her age around 25. Long blond hair with a beautiful face and a nice feminine shaped body, not fat at all, but not skinny either. Continue reading “Handtrampled in the train 4.2 (13)“

Private School 4.8 (27)

A story about a fictional private school governed by women where male students are disciplined by the means of trampling

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

The Hancock school was a private institution renowned for turning troublesome students into high achievers. Run by a faculty made up entirely of women, it was set on the grounds of the former estate of the late Miriam Hancock, who had founded the school many years before. The school carried grades one thru eight, tuition was expensive and rules were strict. The faculty demanded complete disciplinary autonomy from students parents. This meant teachers could use whatever means necessary to achieve the desired results. Continue reading “Private School 4.8 (27)“

The worst high heel trampling 4.5 (23)

The author remembers sweet suffering under his girlfriend’s boots, which helped her relax after a bad day in the office

written by Bootlover
 original source of the story was Unknown source

It was the end of a hot day in Summer. I went back home after a day of work and was wondering if my girlfriend would be ok to give me a trample session. We started doing some sessions not long ago and I was not yet really comfortable to ask her about it, but I know she had fun when doing it and she liked having me at her feet. I was surprised when entering the flat as she was not there yet. She usually comes back at least one hour before me. I changed clothes then eased myself and started watching a game on TV. Not long after, I heard the keys in the door and she entered. Dressed to kill with a white blouse, black skirt and opened toed block-heeled sandals. Her blond hair was falling in a mess on her shoulders. I quickly noticed that something was wrong, as her angel face had an annoyed air. I got up and went to her for a quick kiss then asked “Hard day honey ?”. “…the least we can say” she replied throwing away her bag then sitting on the couch to try to relax. Continue reading “The worst high heel trampling 4.5 (23)“