TRAMPLE STORIES - TRAMPLING STORIES

and other femdom feet worship stories

Trample Story - PARTY

Long trampling story, 3 parts.

Trample Slave

A true slave story about session with Mistress.

Trampling Story - OBEDIENT FOOT SLAVE

As if that wasn’t bad enough, Gail stood up on his stomach with her sandals. A hundred and fifteen pounds rested on him. Then she jumped and brought her knees high before driving her feet down into his stomach.

Trample Story - UNDER SARA

She then bent her right knee, and began bouncing her weight on my abused insides. I again clenched my teeth, and squeezed my eyes shut. A few bounces later she placed her left foot on the floor, and transferred her weight from my bruised belly, to the floor.

Trampling Story - AMAZON

Hunted, tortured and crushed by Amazons.

Trampling Story - MY WIFE

Mistress removed her shoe from my groin and walked away but returned right away.

Face Trample Story

I don’t have to finish because Ms Sara puts the muddy sole of her right boot on the back of my head and shoves me to the floor, withdrawing her boot from my by wiping it through the hair she has underfoot.

Trampling Story - SMELLY FEET

She told me not to lick. She just wanted to watch and listen to me smell her stinky feet and filter my air through her toes and nylons.

TRAMPLE and TRAMPLING STORIES

Trampling Story - MULTITRAMPLING

Trampled and Squashed at ex Sister-in-law's Birthday Party.

Trample Story - WORKPLACE FOOT DOMINATION

"prove it, foot-wench, get down on your belly and slither up to each of us as you beg to be accepted as our lowly foot slave and all-purpose menial!"

Trample and Crush Story

This story is about three women dominating a smaller man. It contains boots and heels, boot worship, trampling and squashing. They try to make him the perfect doormat, but unfortunately he is too weak. They call a bigger group of women for assistance and finally crush him to paste.

Trampling Story - NEW SLAVE

She started marching in place on his chest, her white Nike sneakers marched rhythmically to the sound of an invisible, inaudible beat.

Trample and Kicking Story

My scream of pain echoed through the trees causing both girls to burst out laughing. Jenny jumped backwards and began to violently kick me in the chest and ribs.

Trampling Story - SLAVE TO SARA

I pushed my tongue out between my lips and let it tease the tips of her toes, following the line of melted butter across her foot, drinking it all up.

Trample Story - EVENING

Very long story.

Trample Story - STOMPED

I felt my pinky splatter under her heel. The pain was so excruciating it took my breath away for a few seconds.