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Support Part 5 4.9 (21)

This entry is part 5 of 6 in the series Support

5th part of the story about Carol and her co-workers

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

Hearing the woman’s astonishing voice, Carol spun around on my face to greet her co-worker.

She came to rest with her back to the cash register and her left heel was resting right on my left eye (it’s a good thing I had placed the plexiglass eyepieces over my eyes) and her right heel was pressing into my forehead. Her soles were mashing down the rest of my face as she stood there and greeted her friend. Continue reading “Support Part 5 4.9 (21)“

Support Part 4 5 (20)

This entry is part 4 of 6 in the series Support

Cash register support’s adventures with his wife Carol continue

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

The sudden release of pressure as Carol stepped down from my face was most welcome, but it didn’t last long.

Betty’s feet immediately replaced Carol’s on my face as she stepped up with first one foot and then the other and stood on my face while she busied herself with the cash register. She stood with her sharp spike heels digging into my chin and her soles mashing down my forehead and eyes. Continue reading “Support Part 4 5 (20)“

Support Part 3 4.8 (20)

This entry is part 3 of 6 in the series Support

Support story continues

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

I hadn’t laid there very long when I heard footsteps coming toward me and out of the corner of my eye could see Carol approaching. Apparently, the store had opened because just before Carol reached me I heard someone else approach from the other side of the counter and place something on the counter.

As Carol neared I expected she would sort of look at me and acknowledge me lying there before she stepped up on me, but she didn’t give me the slightest glance. She just walked right onto me as though I were a natural part of the floor and began to converse with the waiting customer. Continue reading “Support Part 3 4.8 (20)“

The Scarecrow 4.7 (21)

The author fantasizes about taking a place of an old scarecrow lying in a yard.

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

It started out as a complaint. I have been finding cigarette butts in my garden for the last few weeks, since school started. I live in a college town next to a 5-bedroom house that is rented out to students regularly. I was out there one day and heard some girls talking on the other side of my fence, and then a cigarette butt came flying over the fence. I immediately went next door to confront them. I knocked on the door and a pretty young blond answered the door. It was fall time so she was dressed in jeans, Uggs, and a sweatshirt. I confronted her about the cigarette and she said it must be one of her roomies. She led me through the house to the backyard. I saw 2 girl’s near the fence, though they seemed tall for an 8-foot-tall fence. I looked down and noticed them standing on top of a scarecrow, which was on top of some logs or something. Continue reading “The Scarecrow 4.7 (21)“

University Life Part 21 4.6 (20)

This entry is part 21 of 30 in the series University Life

In this part Rod gets some time under high heel stilettos

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

The girls left for the club after dinner and I sat doing some coursework for the following week. As the evening passed the pain in my head kept getting worse and worse. They had really done a number on me and looking in the mirror the area round the treadmarks on my face was very bruised. Feeling inside my mouth I could feel the imprints of Erin’s boot treads where she had totally flattened my flesh. Continue reading “University Life Part 21 4.6 (20)“

University Life Part 20 4.7 (19)

This entry is part 20 of 30 in the series University Life

Part 20 of a well-liked story.

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

Back at the flat I had lunch and started doing some more coursework for University. About an hour later Erin and Riah arrived back and came in to see how I was doing. “Did you have fun on your workout Erin”, asked smirking? “Yeah I know she sent you some pictures”, I said. Erin went through to the kitchen to make coffee and Riah sat on the sofa. I kept on working on my assignment and after a couple of seconds Riah snapped her fingers and said, “foot massage please”. I looked over at her pointing at her old black ballet flats and couldn’t resist. I closed my laptop and walked over and sat on the other end of the sofa as she put her feet in my lap. “You better give my flats a shine first,” she said pushing one shoe hard onto my cock. She held the other ballet flat up to my tongue and I licked the street grime off the sole. “There that’s better, isn’t it,” she said as she pressed the sole against my nose leaving a black mark on it. After a few more long strokes of my tongue on her sole, she rubbed it against my cheek and with not leaving a black streak on my face she seemed satisfied it was clean enough.

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1200 Angry Women 4.3 (37)

A short fantasy is written about what can happen in a mob of impatient women where only a few are mean.

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

 

Author’s foreword: Well, I’d like to offer this purely fictional bit of storytelling. I wrote the original during the last ice age (when I was but a wee boy just out of high school) but cleaned it up a bit when I found it. Let me know what you think… Ken

The commotion up ahead, whatever it was, had just abated, and the crowd of women leaving the conference was finally able to move forward. After having been stuffed unceremoniously into the rather narrow hallway following the final symposium, the women were no longer the well-mannered elite of society that had entered more than an hour ago. Ill-tempered faces and sharp, irritated quips characterized the well-heeled assembly, which was not hard to understand, considering the unfortunate failure of the air conditioning. Continue reading “1200 Angry Women 4.3 (37)“

New Year’s Eve trample fun 4.6 (32)

Combine New Year’s Eve, some alcohol and lowered inhibitions

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

My wife and I had been planning our New Year’s Eve party for the last 3 or 4 months and had invited about 60 people that we know. About a half and half mix of her friends and mine. We had bought all the drinks, food, and party favours over the past couple of weeks. Many women from my wife’s office accepted, the people that she worked with closely.   The suggested dress code on the invitation was suits or coats and ties for the men and dresses and heels for the ladies.

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Nearly impaled 4.5 (30)

High school student gets more than he bargained for under 5 girls

written by Richie
 original source of the story was Unknown source

This is a true story.

When I was in high school I was part of a stage crew for a school play which involved a jazz dance scene with 5 girls. One of the props was a spiral staircase which extended down through the stage floor and was secured to the floor beneath the stage to prevent it from twisting around. The upper part of the staircase was simply held in place to prevent it from moving side to side. During the dance sequences, the girls would walk or run up the staircase and/or swing off the staircase either one, several, or all the girls at the same time depending on the dance.

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Suffragette Street Justice 4.6 (36)

A group of stylish young women from 1906 London show the true power of acting together

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

 

London England circa 1906

Abigale stepped outside after the suffragette meeting.  It was now close to 8:00 PM and the streets were chilly and dark on this November night.  Abby felt safe, though, as she was with a group of 8 female companions who also attended the lecture.  They all had similar progressive views:  voting rights for women, the temperance movement, women’s legal rights, allowing women to work outside the home, etc.  

This group had attracted some attention in the area with a few of the local men mockingly calling them the “Nubile Nine”.  Publicly the women were insulted by that title but secretly they were flattered.  They were all attractive young women from 18 to 21 years old.  And Abigale was their unofficial leader.  

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