Tag: Trample

The Years Go By 4.5 (10)

First realizations of a male submissive

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It took many years for me to get over my traditional male conditioning, to accept myself as a male submissive. The whole process began a long way back when I was about fifteen; I am still tall, and was then an athlete, and was regarded by the other youngsters and teenagers in the mixed boarding house where we lived, as their leader. It was a role I had personal doubts about, but I acted it out well enough to convince the others, I thought. But I later learned that night time conversation in the girl’s dormitory was about the unfairness of the male-run world, resentment at favouritism shown to us boys by the women who ran the place, and how girls were better than boys.

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Gina 4.9 (25)

Amazon girl doesn’t mind using her tremendous size to casually crush people and things under her shoes

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As a child Gina had been bullied because of her height. It was not so bad when she was the tallest of the girls in her class but by the end of secondary school, she had become taller than the boys as well. Through university she was so conscious of her height that she hid away most of the time. This meant she worked hard, got a good degree but enjoyed very little of the social activities enjoyed by other students.

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Ms Sara shows kenrug who’s the boss 4.6 (14)

Excerpt from kenrug and Sara’s lifestyle

written by kenrug
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FACE TRAMPLE STORY

I could tell that Ms Sara was feeling a little bit “antsy” early in the afternoon. I usually can tell this because she gets a wee bit more demanding and quick to anger. Why does this happen from time to time? I don’t know. But she has this side to her personality that mystifies me and, well, makes me damn happy. Okay, damn excited is more like it.

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The anonymous janitor 4.9 (14)

Oh to be ignored by so many careless young women in stilettos . . .

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He’d been working as a janitor for many years in the main office of a major fashion brand.  Quiet and painfully shy he’d become anonymous, if not even invisible, to his young and lovely co-workers.  Many of these girls had previously been models so tall, slim and beautiful was the norm at this place.  As the only male in the building, he did all the menial jobs which these stylish women took completely for granted.  Small and slight of build, the man went unnoticed on a daily basis by virtually every lady there.  He assumed that the well dressed fashionistas didn’t want to talk to a lowly janitor so they just pretended he didn’t exist.  In any case, this poor soul had long since resigned himself to silently accepting the daily abuse he suffered by these women who no longer even acknowledged his presence.

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University Life Part 26 4.6 (11)

This entry is part 26 of 32 in the series University Life

Strappy stiletto foreplay and anticipation

written by StompedAllOver
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For the rest of the afternoon we just chilled out watching TV in the lounge. At 6pm the girls went through to Erin’s room to get ready to go out. I had booked a really nice seafood restaurant that they both really wanted to go to. I sat in the kitchen waiting for them to finish up drinking a beer. When the door opened my jaw dropped when I saw the two of them. Riah was wearing a black sequined top with black leather trousers and her black 6 in platform strappy stilettos and her toe nails were newly painted black to match. Erin had on a long figure hugging cream and beige summer dress with beige strappy 4 in stilettos and she had French polished her toe nails. Both of them had their hair up, make up done to perfection and looked drop dead gorgeous.

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Special rug – Part II 4.9 (14)

More tales from the kinky marriage

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Jim tried to smile but he was too busy panting and trying to recover the
breath so casually robbed from him. “Well, ta ta, honey. Mustn’t dawdle
any longer. I’m going to put the car in the garage tonight, so be ready in
the kitchen pit when I return,” she said, then turned on his lungs,
grinding the grip pattern of her soles into his skin. He cried out this
time and she turned at the door. “Save your breath, honey. You’re going
to need it later.

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Special rug – Part 1 4.7 (11)

Excerpts from a kinky marriage

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Alexis and Jim were happily married, though certainly not in a “normal”
sense by any stretch of the imagination. Their unique relationship was, in
fact, based on a very unusual reversal of roles in which she was the
dominant partner and he was, most definitely, the passive agent.

Although many modern marriages operate smoothly on a reversal of
traditional male/female roles, theirs carried the still somewhat unusual
and sluggish trend a step further (and I use the term “step” with tongue
firmly entrenched in cheek!) To Alexis and Jim, however, the close
relationship they enjoyed didn’t seem bizarre or even particularly unusual.
They would have conceded that it was “special” and indeed often called it
just that, but they would never have admitted that it was perverse, though
they were fully aware most people think it not only perverse, but downright
weird. Although, at first, their special way of relating to each other had
seemed a little strange to Alexis, as time passed and she began to enjoy
and even relish her new role, what was once odd quickly – surprisingly
quickly became accepted as normal and everyday.

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Under My Feet (true story) 4.9 (26)

Trampling session from the female’s perspective

written by Valerie Sonn
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I had a true experience recently that I would like to share.

I was in a slightly grumpy mood the other day, probably from sitting too much and spending too much time on the Internet 😉 Around 10 p.m., I was in the kitchen looking for something good to eat, when my husband – my “subby hubby,” Hiro – got home from work. I mentioned that I was feeling cranky, and he told me that I should do something physical to reduce stress … now there was an idea!

“Sounds like a plan,” I told him with a smile as I took his hand and pulled him out of the chair. I led him to the bedroom and told him “Take off your clothes.” I unrolled our squishing mat, put a couple of towels on it (you’ll find out why soon), and removed my shoes and socks.

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Wicked Trample Torture, Part I 4.7 (28)

Jessica put a spell on him . . .

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Those who say witches are ugly, green and covered in warts where sorely mistaken. I know; I’ve seen them, been around them, and have been tortured by them for a long time. It is hard to keep track of time down here, in this room. I don’t know how long I’ve been down here, weeks, maybe months; all the days seem to run together. How, may you ask, did I find myself in such a predicament? Well, my friend, I am about to tell you in the hopes that this letter, this warning finds its way into the right hands. I have written in detail every cruel and humiliating thing these people have done to me. But before I reveal all of this, I must tell you the back story, and explain how I came to be in this terrible situation.

Her name was Jessica. She stood 5 and a half feet from the ground and weighed around 130lbs. She had gorgeous jet-black hair, deep blue eyes, and a natural tan tint to her perfect skin. She was in my Psychology class at the University of Texas, and I was madly in love with her. We talked every so often, but not nearly as much as I would have liked. That’s why it came as a surprise to me when she invited me to her party.

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Trampled at the bank part 8 4.6 (10)

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

Part 8
Susan had an idea to really crush Janet as all the girls were starting to gather their things with anticipation. She slipped off her heels and asked Kay for hers. She laid them on the floor heels facing the ceiling and told Janet to carefully lay down on her back on top of the heels for an ultimate feeling.

Janet carefully nestled her small frame on top the heels as other girls started to walk up on the scene. ” Hop on everybody ” Susan said as the ladies began to step up and stand on Janet. The heels began to sink into Janet’s back as the ladies on top began to dig their heels into her front side. Kim thought that it was so cool to get ” heeled ” on both sides at the same time.

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