Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Worst High Heel Trampling (true story)

 

 

Worst High Heel Trampling (true story)

by Bootlover
 
 This post is for you to tell the worst you endured under her high heels.
I must admit that high heels full weight trample is for me the best. I
love the look of my gf as she knows how much she can hurt me with a
single step. She loves pushing the limits and her high heels perfectly
fit the job. The mix of pain and pleasure is awesome but it happens that
pain takes over. That's what

I'd like to learn from you. When you feel you're almost dying under her
feet but still doesn't want her to stop... Here's my story for the
hardest trampling I had until now.

It was the end of a hot day in Summer. I went back home after a day of
work and was wondering if she would be ok to give me a trample session.
We started doing some sessions not long ago and I was not yet really
comfortable to ask her about it, but I know she had fun when doing it
and she liked having me at her feet. I was surprised when entering the
flat as she was not here yet. She usually come back at least one hour
before me. I changed clothes then eased myself and started watching a
game on TV. Not long after, I heard the keys in the door and she
entered. Dressed to kill with a white blouse, black skirt and opened toes
block heeled sandals. Her blond hair was falling

in a mess on her shoulders. I quickly noticed that something was wrong,
as her angel face has an annoyed air. I got up and went to her for a
quick kiss then asked "Hard day honey ?". "...the least we can say" she
replied throwing away her bag then sitting on the couch to try to relax.


I sat down beside her and listened to her telling her day. Some assholes
kept disturbing her all day to ask stupid things and her boss gave her
an awful report to do, which had to be ready for the end of this day...
She was pissed off and really needed to relax. I knew she would prefer
being alone for a moment to do what she wanted to, but I took my
chance:"I know how you can ease yourself baby" She hardly looked at me
as she grabbed the remote to change the channel. I went on my knees then
started to untie her shoes, then removed them. I took her left feet and
started to slowly

massage it. She looked at me, strenched her leg then let her head fall
and said "Oh yeah, thank you my dear..." I massaged both her bare feet
then asked her how she felt. "Really better now, you're a sweetheart".
"It's not over... You need to completely let the stream off now" I said
while getting up. She examined me as I left the room. I came back with
the carpet gym in one

hand and a pair of her boots in the other. It was her knee high heeled
black boots. The heels were not very high but sharp. She had already
trampled me with these but not for long and she liked it as she said it
was easier for her to remain on my body without falling with these
shoes. She stared at me as I dropped down the carpet in the frame of the
door and she smiled as I
approached her with the boots. I knelt down and she immediately strenched
her legs, one after the other so that I could put the boots on her
feet. I then stood up and she stood up right after me; she looked to be
impatient. I walked to the carpet, she was right behind me and I could
hear her heels

slamming on the floor. What a wonderful sound... I removed my shirt
then lied on the carpet on my back.

Without an hesitation she put one feet on my belly then stood on it with
both feet. Her heels dug into my flesh as she moved a little to get in a
good position. She used the frame of the door to keep balance. "I got a
little fatter these days honey, can you feel it ?" With this she leaned
on her heels and the pain came awesome. "Not really" I answered "The
same thing for me...". "You're so strong..." she said ironically. She
started walking on the spot for two or three minutes then she put all
her weight on the sole of the boots then suddenly leaned on the
heels.She did this many times and I got concentrated to endure it. The
pleasure I had being under her was overtaking the pain. After this she
got off then stood each feet on one of my thighs. She then proceeded to
walk over my body as if I was some kind of bridge. She took full weight
steps from my belly to my upper chest, got off, then walk over me again.
She went back and there 8 times, then the 9th she stopped on my upper
chest and started walking on it. Her 145 pounds were

crushing my ribs and her heels stabbing me with no mercy... The pain was
intense but this was heaven.While doing this, she was looking at me in
the eyes, not even smiling but I felt she enjoyed it and was really
relaxing herself by trampling me. I surely have a trample fetish but I
was almost sure that she loved inflicting pain... And the way she felt
my body tense under her, the way my breathing intensified when being
under her heels... she just loved this. After a while she stopped
walking, leaned on the heels then heavily ground them on my ribs. She
planted her heels then moved them from left to right. The pain was
electrifying and I Unconsciously waved my arms in the air. She released
me then did it again, smiling at me. I concentrated to prevent a scream
from going out then grabbed her ankle. "Enough honey ?" she asked as she
stopped grounding the heels but still let them sink into me. I took a
breathe "No...go on sweety, I'm yours.I Just love to touch your
boots..." That was wrong. The growing pain made me caught her feet to
stop them crushing me... It was just a reflex that I couldn't refrain.
She lifted her feet one after the other to place her heels a little lower
on my ribcage then started again grounding them. I made my best to take
it and smile to her.

After 3 minutes of this, the place where her heels were planted was
hurting me like hell and I couldn't bear it anymore. I needed her to
move the heels somewhere else. So, I tried or in fact feigned to lift
one of her feet with my hand. She froze and looked at me, her eyes were
asking why I was doing this.

Without thinking much, I pulled her ankle and then led her feet to my
head. Big mistake, as she put all her weight on the foot resting on my
chest, while the other was in the air, and the heel pressed even harder
on me. I moaned a little as I drove her feet to rest on my head, the
sole on my forehead and the heel on my chin. The heel was just high
enough for her not to crush my nose."Hum...OK !" she said. With this she
started to ground her feet on my head, at first lightly then with more
and more weight as she noticed that

I didn't complain. It was great pleasure again and the pain inflicted by
the other heel on my ribs seemed to decrease. She played with my head
some time then push on the side so that her heel was on my chick. "Is it
too much if I step on your head ? Will it burst or no ?" I heard her
laughing. She then changed the position of her feet to put the sole of
the boot in the middle

of my head turned on the side. I realized that she was not joking.
"Honey, please don't..." "Don't what ? You are my Iron man, don't you ?"
she told in a laugh. "Sure... but this will hurt much... I don't know
if... please my love, you can do whatever you want but I don't know
if..."

She cut : "That's what I'm doing, everything I want and I love you for
let me doing this to you. I do love to see how strong you are and what
you accept to take from me..." This made my last defense fall... I
didn't want to disappoint her. "OK...OK..." I just said. "Good boy" she
said with enthusiasm.

Then I felt her sole pressed heavily on my skull as she walk on it to
got off. "See... no problem..." as she put again one foot on my head and
stepped on it to stand on my chest, her head looking to my legs.

She planted her heels not far from my throat and the pain was
overwhelming. I moaned noisily and she began walking on the spot again,
crushing on heels on my upper chest. She the advanced to my belly and
turned

around on it to face me then came back on my ribs. The pain was
irradiating all my chest and I couldn't take more but I was unable to
ask her to stop. She was so beautiful and I loved her dominant behavior.

I would have have died at her feet instead of saying something.

She suddenly lift her right boot and lead it right above my head. She
froze and threatened me with her heel. Without thinking I kissed the
sole of her boot... one time, two times, three times... "Oh yeah...Good
idea..."

She said as she leaned on the heel planted on my chest. I endured the
pain and asked "Would like me to lick your boots honey ? Would like to
see me doing this ?" "Great..." she answered "You know these are clean

as I didn't wear them outside the house yet. But They need to be
cleaned, do the job honey !!" I started licking with passion. She stared
me doing and had fun moving her foot to have all the surface get done.

She then gave me the other foot and I did the same to it. Then she had
enough of me licking and she rested both feet on my chest. After all
this time, I think my ribs would start collapsing under her.

She just stood there and stared at me with a smile on her face. She
looked satisfied and I loved her look. Suddenly she grab the frame of
the door and told me "I advise you to contract your muscles right
now..."

With this I felt the pressure she applied on me grow quickly, she then
took off and landed heavily on me. Her heels slammed into my ribcage and
I moaned in pain. "I know you could take it.." she said. She jumped
about 10 more times one me... After the last I grabbed both her ankles, I
was tensed to the max and out of breath. She stayed there one minute
looking at me under her, trying to recover then she got off. I was
really exhausted and my chest was hurting like hell, I didn't move. She
squat and her funny air changed as she watched the marks she did on my
body with her heels. "My God... I pushed it too far..." She was shocked
with what she had done. She move her hand along the marks to see how
deep they were. "I'm so sorry dear, why didn't you tell me... I drive
you to the hospital or something..."

"No, it's OK my love" I moaned. "I will recover, I'm OK...Just...tired".
"You should have told me..." she said. "Not to worry... I appreciated
this you know. I love to be at the feet at my princess..."

She smiled. "I'm heavy... and those heels... I didn't realize... You're crazy !" "Maybe... But now you're

relaxed... so do I !" "Did I tell that I loved you ?" she said. She then got up and helped me to stand up...

I never experienced a harder trampling with high heels. Up to you now, let us know the worse you had.

No need of a story like mine with details, just facts...