Trampled by two hot girls 10 min read

Tonight at work was one of the best nights I have ever had at work. I am a manager at a restaurant and there are a lot of hot girls that work there. One girl, Amanda, stays till I leave about 3 times a week. At least one of those days I get her to walk on my back for about 20 minutes. Her work shoes are kind of plain with only a small block heel but on her they look good. Anything looks good on her. She is 23, about 5’4, blond hair and a killer body.

Tonight she stayed again but she brought clothes with her because she was going out clubbing after work.

When everyone else left she went to get changed while I finished my paperwork. When I was done I waited for her to come out of the bathroom. When she came out she looked incredible. She had on a tight black dress at stopped about the knee and she had on the most incredible boots. They were knee high boots with a platform and at least a 6″ heel. I comment on how good she looked and said I loved her boots. She then said imagine her walking on my back in these boots. I said sarcastically you could walk wherever you want in those not expecting what happened next. “Really” she said, “you think you can handle these boots. I told her she was too light to really hurt me. She said “OK, let’s find out, lay down.”

I laid on my back, I think she was a little surprised I didn’t lay on my stomach like I usually. “I can step anywhere” she asked. I said just don’t give me a black eye everything else is fair game, don’t hold back. She hesitantly put her left foot on my stomach then brought her right foot up on my chest and then got off after a few seconds. “Did that hurt” she asked. “Not at all”, “I told you you can’t hurt me” I said. “Let find out” she said. She then quickly stepped up on my stomach and started bouncing, really digging her heels in.

She noticed I was aroused and started laughing. “You like this don’t you” she asked. I told her anything she does to me excites me. She stepped off me and stood between my legs. “Lets see how you like this”. She firmly put her right foot right in my crotch and brought the left up and slammed it down on my balls. I thought I was going to explode right there. She was surprised to see I was taking this so well, I think she was somewhat upset that she was not hurting me. She began marching on my crotch progressively getting harder and hard until she was stomping on my balls at rapid pace.

“Can I stand on you face?”. “Go right ahead”. She didn’t step off, instead she walked across by body with small steps digging her heels and twisting with each step. She stood on my chest and told me to turn my head to the side. She then turned her right foot sideways and placed it on the side of my face and followed by her left foot. She held onto the wall to keep her balance. She was laughing and asked how I was doing do there. I told her I was fine even though it did hurt a little, but I wouldn’t let her know that. She then stepped off. “If I didn’t have to go out I could do this all night” she said. She then asked my to take my shirt off to see what her heels had done. My body was all red with some very defined heels marks.

“You should kiss the boots that did this to you” she said. “I would love to” I said. She put the sole of her right boot right in my face and I started kissing it. “Use your tongue” she demanded. I started licking her sole which was somewhat dirty and gritty. “now my other one”. I did the same for her left boot. She then had to go but she said we will do it again. I asked her not to tell anybody about this except one of her friends that also worked there. She said she will get her friend to join her next time, and next time she will do it much longer and harder.

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Tonight was another good night at the restaurant. When I arrived at work to, Amanda, the girl who had trampled me about two weeks ago, approached me and said she had a surprise for me tonight and she show me her new work shoes. The shoes weren’t fancy at all, they were wedges with at least a 3″ heel on them. The whole night I waited with anticipation for what she had planned for me. During the night when she saw me she would “accidentally” step on my foot which only built up my excitement. Finally the end of the night was near and I could hear her talking on the phone with someone. Everyone else had left by now and it was just the two of us. I asked her what my surprise was and she told me to just wait.

When I was finished we went to the dining room and she received a phone call. “Oh good she is here, now we can begin” she said. At the front door was Marissa, another waitress there, and one of Amanda’s best friends. Marissa is only about 5’1, 110 pounds but I had always fantasized about being under her feet. She was wearing jeans, a cut off teeshirt but was wearing a pair of ankle boots with a large thick heel. “So you like to be stepped on huh, we will see how much you like it” Marissa said.

Amanda pointed to the floor and told me to lay down. I got down and laid on my stomach. “No no, roll over I like stepping on you front more, more things to step on”. Amanda said. I rolled over and she immediately jumped up on my stomach. She was a lot more confident than the first time, she seemed to be enjoying herself instead of worrying if she was hurting me. I started getting excited and she brought Marissa over. “Step on his balls” Amanda told her. “You sure? ” Marissa said nervously. “Don’t worry he likes it”. Marissa then put her right foot right in my crotch and then brought the other up but slipped off, bringing the heels of one of her boots right into my balls. “Sorry” she said. “Don’t be sorry” Amanda said, he asked for it”. Amanda was becoming a lot more aggressive, she was trying to hurt me. ” Let me show you how to do it. Amanda walked from my stomach right on my balls” She was bouncing up and down on them. The bottom of her shoes were soft so it didn’t hurt that much.

Marissa then tried standing on my stomach. It took her a few seconds to find her balance, and them steadied herself. I was surprised she could walk at all in those boots. “I wore these boots just for you. Amanda told me to wear something that would be painful. Amanda told me how good you did while she was wearing her boots”. I was not aware that Amanda had told someone of our last experience.

Amanda then started stomping my balls as Marissa started marching on my stomach and chest. They were both laughing a lot from my reaction of what they were doing. Marissa then wanted to stand on my balls for a little while. She saw what a good time Amanda was having. Amanda stepped off and Marissa quickly stepped right back on. She was gaining confidence very quickly. Amanda stepped up on my chest. She didn’t hurt me at all, with the shoes she wore it almost felt like a massage.

Marissa then started stomping my balls with the heel of her boot. Amanda stepped up on my face and covered my eyes. “I don’t want you to see her stomping you, so you can anticipate it” Amanda’s shoes were really dirty from working all night, she even had some food on the soles. Even know the soles were somewhat soft, after about 3 minuted of Marissa stomping me and Amanda standing on my face in one spot, I started feeling some discomfort. Amanda started rocking back and forth on my face, going on her toes and then putting all her weight on her heels. “How can you take this” Marissa asked me. “I don’t know I can just take a lot of pain”. “Oh yeah let me step on your face, I bet you can’t take it” Marissa said. She gave me one last stomp and them walked across my body to my chest. Amanda stepped down. “Look you left 2 shoe prints on his face” Marissa said laughing. “Wait ill you see his face when I am done” She held on to the wall and stepped on on my face.

Instead of just standing in just one spot she walked in place, changing where she stepped down each time. When she would stay in one spot she would twist her feet back and forth, grinding my face under her boots. She asked Amanda to stand on her feet to she could put more weight on me. She wanted to leave a distinct footprint on my face. Amanda stepped up on my chest and slowly stood on Marissa’s feet and they held each other to keep their balance. I now had both of them standing on my face, the heels of her boots was digging into my forehead. Amanda then got off and whispered something to Marissa. Marissa them adjusted herself so she was just standing on the top of my face covering my eyes as well. “I need my shoes cleaned, they are too dirty” Amanda stated. “Stick out your tongue” She then put her foot right over my mouth and started moving it back and forth. Since my eyes were covered I could not see the dirt on her shoes but I remembered from before. I started licking the tops and them she told me to clean the sole, they needed it the most. They were filthy, a bit slimy from all the stuff she had stepped in throughout the night. She probably stepped on food on the floor intentionally because she knew what was going to happen later.

I licked both shoes clean. “Good job” Amanda said and Marissa finally stepped off my face. She was amazed by the boot print that she left. They went on for another 30 minutes stepping everywhere and with force. It was like they were trying to make me give up. At the end they each took turns kicking me in the balls. They progressively kicked harder. They were really trying to hurt me and wanted me to say I had enough. “That’s enough for tonight” Amanda said. “But don’t worry we will get you again” I got up and walked out with them and Marissa told me to come to her. “Kiss my boots and thank me” I got on my knees and slowly kissed her boots”. If you think these boots were bad wait till next time, you will hurt for days when I am done with you. Then they left. I can’t wait till next time