Local college library finger crush experience 4 min read

My favorite place to go for finger crushing is the local college library. The area with the most intense readers and the least traffic (while fingers are trapped) seems to be the science/medical level where the book stacks are about 3 feet apart with 3 shelves each and flat top for reading/research.

I’ve worked for years to try to perfect the test for how sensitive the woman is for objects under her feet. One of my favorites is to place a ballpoint pen under her shoes and watch for her reaction (if you’ve got one you can work with, remove the pen and slip a finger or two underneath her shoe).

If she is uncomfortable and looks down, she will generally kick it away. If not, you’ve struck gold… she will not look down and: 1) try to adjust her stance and step off whatever she feels 2) simply stand firmly on it 3) be a dream girl who will not look down and will “play” with what she feels underfoot.

A recent experience involved a very attractive brunette, about 5′ 6″ around 135 pounds wearing a tight sweater, blue jeans and a pair of brown Tommy Hilfiger clogs. The clogs had a wooden sole about 2 1/2 inches at the heel and 1 1/2 inches under the sole with a ribbed rubber tread. I took a sitting position beside her with my back to the shelf she was facing and waited for the chance to slip my pen in to “test the waters.”

She stepped forward on her right foot forward to reach for a book on the shelf top. When she did, her left heel lifted off the floor. I slipped the pen sideways under her left heel. She lowered her heel slowly down onto the pen. As she did, her heel pressed the pen into the floor. I waited anxiously for her reaction. To my delight, she lifted her heel slightly and stood firmly on the pen while supporting more weight on the left leg than the right. Then came the seemingly eternal wait for the opportunity to trade places with the lucky pen.

Finally, she again reached up for a book with the same move as before: stepping forward onto the right shoe and lifting her left heel off the floor. The pen stuck to her heel for just a moment and fell to the floor. I noticed this but thought nothing of it as I quickly removed the pen and placed my left index finger under her heel. I probably should have questioned what made the pen stick, but you know how it is… heat of the moment. She again stepped back down, lifted her heel a fraction when she felt resistance and pressed down very firmly.

She had my finger trapped two joints deep near the front part of her heel. This was good as it gave more heel surface to spread the weight but bad as it held more of the weight. For the record, I was in HEAVEN! For all those that know the joy of having your finger crushed, you go through all the same sensations. First, a little pain then throbbing, then the cold sensation of all the blood being squashed from your finger. Any shift brings about the pain as blood is allowed back to the tip of your finger. I had hoped the rubber tread would provide some relief, but as time went on, it offered little comfort.

After about 10 minutes, she again reached across the shelf top, her left heel lifted up but my finger stuck to it as the pen had done. Before I knew it, she had smashed her heel back onto my finger with its fresh new blood supply. I still had just two joints pinned, but at a slightly different angle which gave the tread fresh meat to leave a new indention. As she stood there and my finger throbbed, I started hoping for a break. I should have been careful what I wished for.

She slid her left foot forward, barely lifting it as she did. In the process, my finger was rolled awkwardly and the skin began to pull. I thought my knuckle was going to explode! She held this position for a few minutes and then shifted her weight onto her right foot. With that, she rocked her left shoe back on its heel and began to play. My finger was still trapped, but the angle was better and the pressure was drastically reduced. This went on for about 10 more minutes.

Finally, she slid her left foot back into her shoe, pressed down with all her weight and pushed off as she walked down the aisle to the restroom. I stood up very carefully as I had been fully erect for nearly 30 minutes. I will share more of my experiences soon. This library has been very good to me!