Tag: Object crushing

Girlfriend object crush 3.8 (16)

Woman seems to really enjoy walking on her boyfriend’s things

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One girl I was seeing completely got off on having my stuff laid at her feet.

One time she stayed at my place for a few days, and the whole time my vinyl collection was all over the floors in every room (including the bathroom and toilet)completely covering the flat, with only just enough space for me to be able to walk around, myself, without actually stepping on the records – which was actually quite hard and undignified to do, and which she never even considered doing.

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Phone booth crush 3.6 (16)

Before cell phones became common, a guy gets attractive young women in heels to trample his stuff in a phone booth

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On the way home I’d pass this phone box by the railway station, and I’d ‘drop’ (put) my schoolwork/homework on the floor and pretend to be making a call, but making sure I didn’t step on my own stuff, myself…. And then when some young woman came along and was waiting for the phone (where they’d all ring home, or ring taxis in those days, no mobiles) I’d put down the phone and ‘accidentally’ leave my work on the phone box floor, acting like the line was engaged or like the box hadn’t taken my money.  They’d mostly be young office girls in their skirts and heels.

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Object crush in the passenger seat 3.9 (13)

Personal items are deliberately placed in the floor of the passenger seat for women to “accidentally” step on with their high heels

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 original source of the story was Unknown source

I got a car and so I often offered lifts. And again, I always had bits of work and stuff, or maps, on the floor. Some girls would kind of go, ‘I don’t know what I’m stepping on, is it OK?’

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The Musical Chicago 3.4 (7)

Egotistical actress tramples a piano in heels every performance.

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 original source of the story was Unknown source

My favorite of all, that way, was when I was playing piano for the musical Chicago. I was band leader, so I was at every rehearsal. The producer wanted ‘Roxie’ (who was full of herself) to perform her first song whilst stepping off the stage, onto the top of the piano (while I played) and then laying herself along it. The first couple of times she walked right over my music, on the way, and they all wanted to keep it that way! So my manuscripts picked up a ton of her trainer prints from the dirty rehearsal room, night after night.

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University Life Part 4 4.8 (35)

This entry is part 4 of 30 in the series University Life

In Univerity Life Part 4, Rod gets the chance to meet the other employees in the club where his flatmate works

written by StompedAllOver
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We were both working on assignments that afternoon and in the evening Erin made the best pasta dish I’ve ever tasted, turns out her mum is Italian which I guess is where the dark hair and tanned skin come from and we sat drinking wine watching a couple of movies on the sofa with her curled up with her feet on my lap. She still had her Converse on from the gym and I was desperate to get a sniff of her feet but didn’t want to push my luck too far and ask to smell them. Around 11 pm we were both yawning and Erin said she was going to turn in for the night. I put the stuff through to the kitchen and cleaned up before heading to my room. Sitting on my pillow were her Converse and a note saying thanks for not being a dick and trying to get into my pants. “You’re awesome, took these off and the smell nearly made me puke, thought they’d be better stinking up your room than mine, enjoy. See you in the morning x” I picked one up and pressed my face inside and nearly gagged, they were unbelievably smelly, a combination of vinegar and cheese. I’d never smelt anything as strong before. I lay in bed with my nose inside her converse my nostrils filled with the smell of Erin’s funky feet thinking about my perfect flatmate. Continue reading “University Life Part 4 4.8 (35)“

Violin Virtuoso 3.9 (22)

This is a story about a man who had fully committed himself to one dominant woman, special to him.

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

I remember like it was yesterday opening that case, slowly lifting the lid, running my fingers along the velvet interior, not even daring to touch the smooth hardwood of the violin itself. It was days before I had the courage to actually touch it, weeks before I finally lifted out from the case and held it aloft. I was in awe, more than that, I was scared by it, by what it meant to me, of the memories. It was so much a part of my grandfather, so much a part of my childhood. All those years staring up at him, his eyes screwed shut, his fingers dancing along its neck. They say he was the best of his generation, a true virtuoso. The music flowed from him, flowed directly into my soul, not so much sound as pure emotion. I could feel it reverberate through every cell of my body, it wasn’t something external, it somehow seemed to come from within me. Every note, every pause, every moment took me into an ever more dreamlike state. It was my religious ecstasy, my paradise. I felt so close to him, connected by the pure emotion of his music. When he played the world simply melted away, it stopped to listen, sat in rapture until he was finished, until he shut that magical violin back in its case and the spell was broken. Continue reading “Violin Virtuoso 3.9 (22)“

True experience while grocery shopping 4.8 (27)

an innocent shopping trip turns into a stiletto boot trampling

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I need to share this experience that’s just happened at Sainsbury’s!!  I usually hate shopping so I try to rush through and get it done as quickly as possible.

Tonight, though, as I walked in the store this lady caught my eye. She had on black stiletto boots, quite well worn with a little bit of mud on them as if she had just walked through a wet yard.  The boots went on to her thigh, with a pair of skinny jeans tucked into them. As I looked up I saw they were being worn by a tall lady, probably mid to late thirties, long dark hair, slim figure.  Attractive.  Looked wealthy.

The boots fascinated me for a moment.  They were unusually sexy to see in a grocery store – as if some supermodel stopped by to pick up a box of cereal after her photo shoot.  I also love to see boots in that condition (well worn, even a bit dirty).  So this woman had my undivided attention.

I listened briefly to the clacking of her sharp heels on the tile floor as she walked into the store.   But as we both got through the front door we went our separate ways and I assumed that would be the end of that.  But oh what a vision she had been !

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Sinking Feeling Fun 3.9 (16)

a brief description of wearing high heels from a woman’s perspective

written by pamshoes2u2
 original source of the story was Unknown source

I go with those who say the pressure under their spike heels is an added “rush” of wearing thin, spikey heels. Most of my heels have a pencil-thin diameter, some with steel heel tips. I’m also tall which equates to tremendous pressure under my heels. I can easily press noticeable heel marks into soft wood. But my pleasure comes when I notice some man become attracted to how my heels sink into what I walk on.

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Evil sister’s boots 4 (15)

mean sister steps on brother’s cadet badge and it gets stuck to the bottom of her boot

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When I was younger, I grew up with my evil sister standing on and breaking, anything she has seen me playing with. I was in to model planes, as soon as I had finished them. She would find a way of smashing them under her heels.

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Mary at the bus stop 4.7 (15)

The author wrote a detailed fantasy about a finger being unknowingly transformed to bone dust and meat pulp on a bus station by a woman who wore steel-tipped stiletto heels.

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Mary Stepped out of the front door onto the path. Her sharp steel-tipped stilettos clicked loudly on the hard concrete. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed a big black beetle crawling along the path in front of her. She stepped forward to lock the door. There was a loud crack as she stood onto the big black beetle which was in her way. She locked the door, and without a second thought proceeded to destroy the beetle. She twisted her foot quickly, grinding it into the path. Its body fluids spurted out in a thin line from under the hard soles of her stiletto heels as she pulped and tore it to pieces within seconds. She dragged her foot quickly backward shredding the remains into a wet line. Then she opened her bag and dropped the key into it. She walked away down the footpath. A wet mark on the footpath was all that was left of the beetle. Continue reading “Mary at the bus stop 4.7 (15)“