This is a true account of how I was trampled by 15 women in stiletto shoes - but they do not know to this day!
My girlfriend was left to organise the Hens night for her sister, who was getting married. She was right into my fetish also (trampling in heels - stomach mainly), and we had this idea, dont think it was that smart at the time, but anyway, we pulled it off.
The dress code for the night was glamor, and the girls were told to wear high heels. Only at the last minute did we think of a way to get me trampled.
The party was at night, and we set up an obstacle course in our large garage. This was made up of old tyres, mattresses, rugs, tables, and the side of the car, where the girls had to negotiate their way through to the other side.
But I digress.
The party kicked off somewhere else, my girlfriend had to ring me when they were on the way, and I would get into position (explain later). When she rang, she was very hesitant about going through with it. I did not know of course, but there was a rather large girl in the crowd of 15, which I found out about later (when I was nearly punctured ha).
I ran up to the shed, and lay with my legs under the car, my head obscured by the table, and either side were mattresses. I covered my tummy with a thin rug. The plan was to blind fold the girls and have them walk over the obstacle course holding each others hips, like a 'train'.
Well, I was in position, and heard the cars pull up. I was committed now, could not move from my position. I could not see a damn thing because of the table over my head, but the noise of the girls was huge. They were all drunk by now. Absolute terror was overtaking me, especially the thought of being caught out.
Then I heard them all go 'choo choo' and I knew that they would be coming into the shed. The sound of 15 sets of high heels on the concrete and the screaming of some very drunk girls was overpowering, and I thought I was going to shit myself.
They are in the shed, I cannot go anywhere, I am stuck under the car, and about to be seriously walked on. They have to walk between the heavy wooden table and the side of the car, being herded towards my stomach in single file. The mattress beside me started to move them whack, the first girl stumbled across, pretty much missing me. But then 5 more followed, step after step, directly onto my stomach, several times the heels landed right in the middle of my tummy, sinking right in.
But I could not move, and that included breathing, was too afraid to. Then it happened. The table jolted sideways violently, and I felt a shoe touch my stomach very gently, followed by an all mighty 'oomph'. The larger girl was on my stomach full weight, and STUCK. I really felt like groaning, my breath was completely forced out of me, and this heel was massaging my spine from the wrong side (no joke). My girlfriend (not blind-folded of course) nearly shit herself, and came running around to help her along. To make things worse, there were still 8 drunk, blindfolded girls behind her, wondering what the hold up was. Could have turned nasty.
Somehow she was moved, but I was totally exhausted. Then, 8 more girls had to come across, it was great, step after squishy step. I kept my composure till the very end however, but the last girl was lagging behind for some reason. As she stepped on my stomach, I had just breathed out, and I know that I moved a little (my stomach jolted, because she caught me by surprise). She also sank into my stomach a long way because I had relaxed. To this day, she still talks about stepping on something 'warm' in the garage. We told her it was the cat.
In the end, we had a great laugh about it (my girlfriend and I). Later that night, when the party was finished, I got the most intense high heel trampling from her. I was still so fired up from what had happened, that no matter what she did, it did not hurt at all. In fact, she got pissed off, and resorted to jumping and twisting. Then she stood on me with her heel right in the middle of my stomach, with all her weight on one foot, and did not get off for 10 minutes (dont try that at home). That was fantastic.
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