My first real actual trampling 4.5 (11)

The author writes about his first planned trample experience, in a foreign brothel

written by CrushJohny
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Continuing to write down my experiences, I’m going to jump past some times in my teenage years to my first real actual trampling. I’ve had my aunt walk on my back, and my older sister and her friend step on me in heels once as a dare, I’ve been crushed under furniture before and figured out candid car crushes down to a science, but for many years I fantasised (sometimes even daily) about trampling experiences, dreaming up fictional scenarios in which I could be unknowningly crushed or stood on by women but never really working out. I often imagined meeting a woman with a sadistic streak who would enjoy trampling. Continue reading “My first real actual trampling 4.5 (11)

The Floor is Lava 4.9 (13)

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

Author’s note:

These aren’t as exciting as some, but I guarantee they are 100% genuine, true to my recollection. It’s something I feel I can’t share with anyone I know in person, so if you’ve read this, please leave a comment. It’s my motivation to keep journaling them down.

When I was in my first year of middle school, my sister had invited 3 of her volleyball teamates over, my sister is 3 years older than me, and her friends similar age. Her friends were all beautiful, but unfortunately I was really quite awkward and shy at that time. I’d never been to the gym yet, had fairly low self-esteem and no idea about women. I wish I had a time-machine to go back and redo this night, but anyway I hid in my room most of the night playing Call of Duty, only emerging when my mum yelled out that the pizza had arrived. I grabbed a full plate before scurrying back upstairs, but not before I saw that her friends had already switched into their slumber-party outfits for the night. Continue reading “The Floor is Lava 4.9 (13)

A Quiet Movie Night – Part 2 4.3 (3)

This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series A Quiet Movie Night

A fantasy about a slave recruiter, part two of four

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

— Part two —

Kimberly rubbed her incredible lycra clad body against my bare skin, then lifted one of those evil steel spiked heels out of my instep, putting all her weight on the other heel. She rubbed her boot against my leg, dragging the sharp heel up my calf, then pushed the heel back down the side of my leg, scratching it badly and drawing blood. Then she did the same to her other leg, dragging the heel up then driving it back down along my poor skin.

She stepped back and surveyed her work with her hands on her lovely hips. She then sat back on her bed and said, “Had enough of these bad boys yet, got enough holes?” I could not answer, I was still sobbing in pain. Continue reading “A Quiet Movie Night – Part 2 4.3 (3)

Beach Concert Hand Trample 4.9 (13)

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

Publisher’s notice:

AJ wrote this originally as a forum post, so there are throughout the story some explanations, tips-and-tricks, how-tos, and best practices for like-minded people. 

First, tips for concert crushes:

Buy a lawn ticket and get there early. Once it’s dark, it’s difficult to tell from a distance who has heels on, so watch the girls coming in while it is still light, noting the outfits of the girls with heels (you’d be surprised how easy they are to find later). It’s better to look for girls with high-heeled boots on, as the girls tend to keep them on the entire show. Too often, a girl with high-heeled SHOES removes them and goes barefoot eventually. Low heels are better than high heels, as the girls usually raise them off the ground enough to get your finger beneath them. High-heels are already so extreme, a girl notices she’s standing on you more easily. This is less true, the softer or muddier the surface is, and works backwards in soft sand, as I’ll discuss below. Also, many times, a woman’s high heels drive your fingers apart and slip between them as she steps down, not on top of them. Even worse, stilettos easily (and horribly) pinch finger skin or the web of your hand, missing your fingers. You haven’t experienced pain until you’ve had a woman calmly stand on the web of your hand in heels for minute after eternal minute while she talks to her boyfriend! Cowboy boots allow for a long-time, very satisfying hand and finger crush, and are VERY hard-core if a tall woman is wearing them! Continue reading “Beach Concert Hand Trample 4.9 (13)

Trampling girl in a store – Part 3 3.2 (6)

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

A few days later, I stopped by to see Ida-Lisa, who was alone in the store. She looked less annoyed than the last time I’d seen her. She was unpacking some things, so I could watch her in peace. I liked it when she dropped an empty bag on the floor and accidentally stepped on it. “This is where the bags should be,” I said, my voice tinged with longing. “What kind of person are you?” Ida-Lisa asked as she turned around, a mischievous gleam in her eyes. “Hi, my name is Ove,” I said, glancing at Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “Oh, really?” Ida-Lisa replied. “I’m going to work as a walkway mat from now on,” I said, casting another glance at Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “I didn’t order anything like that, but lie down in front of, or rather, behind, the checkout counter, and I’ll give it a try.” I walked over and lay down. I had barely settled in when the first customer walked in. Ida-Lisa walked toward me with a welcoming smile for the customer, who didn’t suspect anything out of the ordinary. She just picked out what she wanted and lined it up at the register. Standing gently on me, Ida-Lisa talked with her. They then stood there chatting about nothing for a while. I enjoyed being flattened under Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops. “I know you’ve started working out, but I didn’t realize it would affect your height,” said the customer, who happened to be the known hairdresser, amused. She leaned over the counter and looked down at me as I lay there, smiling at her. “You’re such a dodgeball, lying there,” she said with a playful wink in my direction. “Yeah, I’m lying here enjoying myself under Ida-Lisa’s flip-flops.” Continue reading “Trampling girl in a store – Part 3 3.2 (6)

True Car Crush 4.9 (14)

written by crushed1000
original source of the story was Submitted by a visitor

Submitted by Zawey

I’ve been a trample fan for all of my adult life and I’m sure like many of you guys have spent hours trawling the net for good trample and crush sites. Recently I’ve found some good car crush sites and this has really interested me. The thought of being run over by a beautiful woman has gripped me for some time, so when my chance came I couldn’t resist. This is how it happened.

I live in rural England in a village of around 200 dwellings. Near to my home is a lane leading to the countryside with six individual properties built along one side. At the far end is a single storey home occupied by an attractive blonde lady in her mid thirties with her teenage daughter. Slim build about 5ft 10ins tall, she is a real “Yummie Mummy”. I’d seen her a couple of times in the village post office and she had become my real fantasy woman. Continue reading “True Car Crush 4.9 (14)

University Life part 31 4.8 (6)

written by StompedAllOver
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Riah said “go on babe choke him out”.  I felt Erin wiggling her boot heel onto my throat again and felt the pressure increasing as she put all her weight onto it.  A couple of bounces was all it took to overpower the muscles in my neck and my windpipe was again clamped shut under her heel.  Within a few seconds my body was thrashing around.  I was unable to get my hands up to defend myself and the combination of Riah on my face and Erin flattening my throat was doing its job.  I felt the lights in my eyes dim and I was out. Continue reading “University Life part 31 4.8 (6)

Leaf Man Part 10 5 (2)

This entry is part 10 of 13 in the series Leaf Man

Part 10 of Groundview’s Leaf Man story

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

“One Two Three Jump… They both come down on me at once!

I hear a sound like a TV test tone. Time slides forward very slowly. I can hear my heart beating.

“One Two Three Jump… I taste my guts. My back cracks again with another flash.

My hand is stung with a heel but I don’t feel a thing…

“One two three Jump. …” Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 10 5 (2)

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

ChatGPT story about a sexy cousin who enjoys trampling

written by ChatGPT
original source of the story was Submitted by a visitor

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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Road Rage 4.7 (16)

Fictional story of a guy who gets more than he bargained for when he attacks the bus of a female swim team

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

It was a Friday evening, and Eric was late. He had a dinner business meeting to attend, and he was speeding. To top it off, it was one of the hottest days of the year. The high had been 112 degrees, and the humidity was off the scale. Eric had untied his tie, and was sweating like a pig. He was not in a good mood.

Now, he was stuck behind one of those short school busses, and it was driving slower than he thought it should. Granted, it was filled with good looking young women, but that didn’t quell the growing frustration he was feeling towards the occupants of that bus.

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