Amazon stomps a Nerd 6 min read

Bryce, the 18 y/o nerd, was in the gym trying to do a push-up. Hot from the exertion, he had stripped down to his exercise trunks and was lying face-down on the mat, panting, when Andrea, the blonde Amazonian cheerleader entered.

“Bryce! You nerdy boy!” she called out as she locked the door behind her. “What was up with that remark you made about cheerleaders being stupid?” she said accusingly as she strode over on long, muscular,
tanned legs. She was wearing her sexy cheerleader outfit with white knee-high medium-heeled boots, her long wavy hair flowing loosely over her shoulders and back.

“Andrea, make yourself useful and walk on my back,” Bryce whined. “It is illogical for this college to have a cheerleading squad because cheerleading is not academically challenging.”

“Oh, really?” she replied with amusement. She came over and placed her booted foot across the nerd’s bare back and pressed him down into the mat. “I’m going to walk on your back, all right, but I’m doing it with my boots on.” The tall blonde laughed and stepped up onto his shoulder blades with her other foot, balancing herself on him as he squirmed around.

“Ow,” he whimpered; “you’re too heavy for me.”

“These boots are made for walking, and that’s just what they’ll do:” she began to sing as she started to walk on Bryce’s naked back, her 2-inch squared heels digging painfully into his skin with each step. Her boot soles were hard and quite cold from having been outside, and the girl sunk into him so deeply that Bryce could feel every pitted and worn spot on the bottom of each gorgeous boot grinding into his bare skin. Andrea took little steps all the way down to his butt and then stomped on it, hard. Bryce squeaked, and she stomped him again, harder, and then she began to slowly walk back towards his shoulders, stopping to press and grind her soles into him with every step.

Bryce couldn’t breathe enough to tell her to stop! It really hurt as the gorgeous girl trampled his bare back — he couldn’t take her weight. He felt so degraded as the bitchy cheerleader walked on him. Nevertheless, she was beautiful, he thought to himself as he felt Andrea twist her heel lightly into his skin.

Suddenly the beauty jumped off and let him catch his breath. She dug the toe of her boot into his side, and then kicked him in the ribs, leaving a nasty red mark. “On your back, now!” she ordered the almost-naked boy. Meekly, he rolled onto his back, wincing from the bruises she had left on him. Why was Andrea being so mean? Valerie had never stomped him so cruelly!

Andrea placed her booted foot firmly on Bryce’s stomach and stood over him with her hands on her hips. “You’d better lay perfectly still, or I’m going to take you across my knee and spank you so hard you’ll wish I was standing on you again!” She then stepped across his stomach with all of her weight and went to retrieve her gym bag.

Bryce hadn’t moved from the spot where Andrea had ordered him to lie on his back, wearing only his exercise trunks. Andrea had a jump rope in her hand, and she sat on Bryce’s narrow chest. She tied one of his wrists, threw the rope around a table leg, and then tied his other wrist so that his arms were pinned over his head. Then she sat on his legs and tied his ankles the same way so that he was now completely unable to move.

The beautiful girl stood up and stepped onto on his stomach again, holding him down firmly with her booted foot. “Now, I’m going to really make you pay for your remarks,” she said menacingly. Bryce could do nothing but lie helplessly on his back, tied up and almost naked while the beautiful blonde Amazon stepped on him. His heart was pounding with fear but also a strange excitement, and beads of sweat broke out on his palms.

Andrea leaned her weight on him hard, her lovely boot sinking deeply into Bryce’s not-very-strong stomach. “I’m a lot heavier than Valerie,” the 150-pound Amazon reminded him. “Try to tighten up the best you can,” she commanded as she slowly increased the pressure until she was finally standing on the nerd with her entire weight on that one lovely booted foot. Bryce was turning red as he fought to hold her weight. Andrea giggled, and at last, she raised her other foot and placed it across his small chest, her hard sole crushing his nipple as her heel dug painfully into his ribs. She held her arms out for balance and then, to his surprise, she began to do jumping jacks on him!

The wicked blonde would jump up a couple of inches and land hard on his helpless body with her feet apart, one on his chest and one on his lower abdomen, and then she would jump again and land with her feet together right in the middle of his bare stomach, knocking the breath out of him each time. She was so beautiful, though, that it almost seemed worth it to Bryce just to be able to look up at her from this angle …

She kept this up for over a minute and then decided to stand in place and bounce up and down on his bare chest, crushing him painfully. Andrea then started to walk on him a little bit, making sure to firmly rub and grind her boot soles into him with every step, as if she were wiping her boots on a doormat. “If you knock me off, I’ll jump up and down on you full force,” she warned as she stepped all over Bryce’s naked chest, stomach, and face.

The giggly blonde ended up standing on Bryce’s bare tummy with her feet together, her entire weight crushing down on him as he lay helplessly like a carpet under her unyielding soles. The squared heels of her boots had sharp corners which hurt as they dug into his bare skin. Andrea just bounced on him and laughed as he struggled to keep his weak muscles tight. Somehow, the more it hurt, the more he wanted her to keep it up. It just seemed right … he felt as if he deserved to have this arrogant, beautiful girl standing on his bare stomach in her dirty boots, her hard soles painfully squashing him into a flat pancake …

“This is the closest you’ll ever get to having me,” Andrea said as she carefully stepped onto Bryce’s chest and stood with one foot mashing his nipple and raised the other foot to his lips. “Lick my sole to show how much you love being under my feet,” she ordered, and Bryce gingerly stuck out his tongue to taste Andrea’s gritty sole. He wanted to please the demanding girl, so he gently licked and kissed the dirty sole of her boot while she giggled, her other boot crushing his ribs mercilessly.

After Bryce had thoroughly kissed both of her soles, the girl slowly walked back down to his stomach, and, without getting off, managed to reach a hula hoop which was leaning against the table nearby. Smiling mischievously, she put it around her waist and began to rotate her lovely hips, her magnificent boots flattening Bryce’s bare stomach more and more with each bounce and wiggle of her hips as he lay bound and helpless under the cheerleader’s feet … and she was enjoying it so much that she kept it up long after he had fainted!