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University Life part 32 0 (0)

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

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

The girls left me to clean myself up in the bathroom and when I eventually came out I went into the kitchen to get some paracetamol.  My whole head but in particular my nose was absolutely throbbing.  I downed the tablets with a glass of water and turned round to face the girls.  They were sitting at the counter having a coffee.  Erin had her phone and said “let me take a quick pic of your nose.  The rest of the girls want to see.”  She snapped a couple of pics of my face and then handed me the phone and said “take a pic of our boots.”  She sent them off to the group then put her phone down.

Riah looked at me and said “ready for round 2?” as she finished the rest of her coffee.  “Are you fucking joking?” I replied, “you broke my nose It’s going to be a while before you stand on my face again.”  “Oh man up will you”, replied Erin sarcastically, “it’s just your nose.  If you want your face stood on what do you expect is going to happen?”  “Yeah I know, and I don’t mind” I replied “but you need to give it a few weeks now to heal.”  “Haha”, replied Riah “I think we all know that’s not going to happen”.  “Exactly” agreed Erin. Continue reading “University Life part 32 0 (0)“

Leaf Man Part 11 5 (1)

This entry is part 11 of 12 in the series Leaf Man

Part 11 of Groundview’s Leaf Man

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

Rebecca, the high school student, is wearing frayed dirty black, flat-heeled boots. Her leather boots’ scent is very strong, the smell makes me so hot.

But then suddenly Rebecca turns to her side and then steps back with one foot and lands her boot partly against the side of my face. Crystal then moves closer to Rebecca to stand completely on my right side’s hidden arm with both her nasty treaded hiking boots.

“I waited for you at my house, where were you, I can’t be late again!!” – Crystal yelled at Rebecca! Continue reading “Leaf Man Part 11 5 (1)“

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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Security girl deals out punishment 3.2 (19)

Brutal trample of a guy wanting to steal shoes from a women’s athletic team

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

Late one night Alex had finally decided to sneak into the athlete dorms in his local college. His dream was to steal a pair of cleats from the women’s soccer team. Around 11 pm after the night of one of their games he snuck in. He waited until this night in particular so the girls would be asleep. A window was unlocked on the back of the building so he quietly opened it and crawled in. Being as quiet as possible in the dark hallways, he crept by each door and tried the handle. The 5th one was unlocked. No light went under the door so he assumed whomever was in the room was asleep. What he didn’t know was that he quietly crept into the room of the female security guard for the building

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Contract Killer 3.9 (42)

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 (42)“

Peggy’s Floor Matt 4.1 (25)

The author wrote a fantasy about an introduction to CBT at a young age.

written by Cyrpent
 original source of the story was Unknown source

“Hurry up, I’m going to be late!” Peggy yelled out the kitchen window. She didn’t wait to find out whether Matt heard her or whether he listened. It was an important meeting with a new client and she couldn’t afford to make a mistake. She fished through her briefcase, making sure she had everything and snapped the laptop shut. She began to slide her feet into her business pumps, but on second thought reached into the closet for the 4″ black patent heels. Continue reading “Peggy’s Floor Matt 4.1 (25)“

University Life Part 22 4.6 (18)

This entry is part 22 of 32 in the series University Life

New girl Zoe does not like trampling

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

I heard Erin and Riah’s voices as they walked towards the bar. Then all hell broke loose. “What the absolute fuck is that”, someone shouted. Natasha stepped off my face and stood there looking shocked. I sat up and stood with Riah and Erin was the third dancer Zoe. She was 5ft 6 and around 125lbs with size EU38 feet, she had long black straight hair and had a much harder looking face than any of the other girls although she was still very pretty. She was wearing a red puffa jacket, black leggings, and lugged-sole black leather ankle boots. Continue reading “University Life Part 22 4.6 (18)“

Early trample experiences 4.1 (36)

The author writes about his earliest trample experiences

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

written in October 2003

I was 12 before I fully realized where my interests lay, and that was a long time ago…back in 1978. The events of that year were some of the most intense I’ve ever had. Continue reading “Early trample experiences 4.1 (36)“

Celeste Part 3 4.3 (6)

This entry is part 3 of 9 in the series Celeste

The story primarily involves psychological aspects of femdom intertwined with humiliation and physical abuse.

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

I slept fitfully beneath the floorboards. It was comfortable enough. I felt oddly at home. I won’t try to describe how I felt. I wouldn’t even know where to begin. To see Celeste, the love of my life, do that, and do it so casually, and to hear her talking like that about another man… I just don’t have the words for that. I expected her to come home in the early hours of the morning. I felt sure that she would apologize, tell me that she knew she’d gone too far. Time passed. I remember waking up at one point and noticing that it was daylight and that she still wasn’t home. Maybe she’d crashed on the sofa at Jane’s. I dozed off again. Continue reading “Celeste Part 3 4.3 (6)“

Midnight Train to Jail 4.6 (19)

The author wrote a story about an intended rape victim who turned the power play against her attacker crippling him in the process

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

It was an incredibly hot summer. One of the hottest on record. It was bad enough that Suzanne had to leave the office late each day that week, but this night was especially frustrating. The legal meeting on the pending merger was intense and tonight’s dinner meeting uptown didn’t end with any final understanding of a path forward. The taxi strike was just the icing on the cake. As Suzanne sat down in the subway car, she was all but exhausted.
Her long red hair sat on her shoulders, damp with sweat. The heat on the subway seemed even more unbearable than the heat outside. Suzanne looked around the empty subway car. She glanced ahead through the door at the far end of the car and noticed the next car was empty too. Honestly, she wouldn’t have been surprised if the whole train was empty. Alone on a subway after midnight… “Not too smart,” she thought. The good thing was that this was the express train. There were two stops and then a long 20-minute ride with no stops that would drop her at the downtown station right next to the police station. Heck, maybe she could even get some sleep along the way.

At that moment, the train made one of the only two local stops. A middle-aged man slowly stepped onto the train. He had a buzz cut and some grey stubble for a beard. He wore some loose grey sweat pants and a white T-shirt. As the door closed he walked slowly down the center aisle towards Suzanne. The hairs on the back of her neck stood up. Something seemed …off. Continue reading “Midnight Train to Jail 4.6 (19)“