So, it was Monday and I was thinking about the corridor of death and wanted to be trampled again by all of the girls but didnt wanna be caught, my body was healled and my penis was back working again after 3 months of healing so, I went to school that morning early and went to the corridor where the hole was at and began my action of play. I was about to lay in the hole when I heard some girls coming down the corridor so i hid in the closet, as I was in there I remembered the dummy was under the carpet so, after the girls walked by and out of the hallway, I moved the dummy into the closet area. When I picked up the dummy I seen that it had alot of shoe prints on it and the stomache was torn and the face was smashed in alot with a hole in the middle it's head. You can tell the hole was made by a woman's heel of some sort and I got nervous all over again but really wanted to feel that feeling from the last time. So, I hid under the mat waiting for my chance I went to sleep for about 20 min. until I was a wokened from the souds of feet walking down the hallway, when I looked I can see 50 girls all dressed up in dresses and make up, they was wearing black business heels they looked like 2-4 inches tall. Man, I forgot it was business day and all of the students have to dress up today, man, am I in trouble I felt the first girl walk right over me but the other 19 girls crushed me into a pulp. It felt like 5 of the girls trampled my face and the other girls tampled over my stomache, it really didnt hurt as bad as I thought and actually felt very good like a massage over my body. I layed there thinking who will trample me now and suddenly after I thought that, I heard a klick klack and looked and seen my two favorite teachers Ms. Flower and Ms. French both of the ladies had on these sexy high heel sandals, I never seen Ms. French in heels no higher than 2 inches but the ones she have on today is about 5 inches tall and very sexy. Ms. Flower always wore sandals and today was the first time I seen her in high heels enspecially with her being a big girls, I can her the teachers getting close and talking then I hear Ms. Flower say, I wonder if the dummy is still on the ground? And when they got close I heard Ms. French say, yes, it's still there and I can see the hole in his head that I put on it yesterday, and she steps on my head with her heel into my eye. Now at this time Ms. Flower says im gonna wipe my feet off before we get into the auditorium and she starts to wipe her feet off on me, she's standing on my stomache down by my crotch area and starts to wipe her feet, I could feel her heel digging into my stomache and crotcha area, at this time I wanted to scream in agony but was loving that my two favorite teachers are crushing me to a grain of sand and then they walked off leaving me sore and worried about the rest of the day. I layed there for two more hours as more than 100 ladies crush me in heels and sandals and then the bell rung, I thought I had a few min. to recooperate but then I heard the hockey teacher come down the hallway and right towards me. She had two other girls with her and then I seen and felt the rug taken off of me and the hockey teacher say, "we'll use this dummy since it's dirty and take the sand out of the closet and fill in the dirt. Both of the girls grabbed me like a rag doll and threw me toward the teacher which she took her size 11 foot in the heels she had on and placed it right on my crotch, the girls filled the hole and grabbed me and took me to the gym where there were all of the girls in school in the gym waiting. I didnt know what was goin to happen or if they knew it was me, the girls threw me on the ground very hard by the hockey teacher who was by this podium in the middle of the gym floor and then I heard her say, "class im gonna teach you girls self defense and how to defend yourself from a guy or a predator. I didnt know how this was gonna go down and I couldnt give up my identity or I might be expelled. So, the hockey teacher, Mrs. Jordan talks to the girls for a bit as she puts on her tennis shoes and asked the two girls who brought me into the gym to pick me up and she took her elbow and smashed it into my ribs. Ooow is how I felt and then she jumped into the air and took her fist and slammed it down onto my head the force was to hard that the girls dropped me and Mrs. Jordan told them to keep me on the ground but to spread my legs out for the other example. I tried to make it hard for the girls to spread my legs but one of the girls kicked me in the groins and I had no choice, Mrs. Jordan laughed and told her to do it again and explained what it does to guys when kicked there I wanted to jump up and explain it myself but was in fantasy world thinking about the girls kicking me and even the teacher having a wack at my nuts. After the beating I took the girls took me and placed me at the exit of the door way and then I heard the bell rang and Mrs. Jordan telling the girls to step, stomp, or crush the dummy on your way out and dont walk over it, walk on it and then I seen nothing but heels sandals and feet coming towards me I started to shake and my manhood raised to full attension. One of the girls saw that and said there is a bug or worm in this dummies pants and stomps on me with all of her weight and then another and another, after being crushed by all of the girls in the college I fainted.
I woke up to a scent a sweet smelling scent and found myself under the desk of Mrs. Jordan and she had on her heels again but the left shoe was off and placed on my mouth, I wanted to open my mouth and take a lick but I didnt want to have her feet wet and then I would be caught for sure, just then I noticed, that she had the girls hockey team in her room and was talking to them about bein more agressive on the field and that she's gonna do what ever it takes to get them more mean on the field. Now im thinking how is she gonna do that and I hope im not the one she's gonna use and then I felt myself bein slid from under her desk by her, "This is your enemy and I want all of you girls to trample this dummy until it tell you that it gives up and dummies dont talk." I thought to myself I should say, I give up before the beat down starts. and the girls line up and jumps on me, one after another jumping on my chest my crotch and my face. I heard one of the girls say im gonna break his face and then im gonna stomp his cock off his dummy body and then a thump she stomps on my face so hard that my nose broke instantly and then I felt her grind her heel into my face her friend says, "dang girls your not mad at all watch how I do it and she jumps and stomps down on my crotch I felt one of my balls go into a heart attack arrest and the other one shot into my body to the point it felt like it was in my chest. This was getting dangerous and the girls are getting more roudy and chanting, "Smash him down, beat him down, under my spikes." I felt my body get weak like I can feel myslef dyeing under the weight of these ladies and then the goggles came off my face and one of the girls had on her spike hockey shoes and steps on my eyeball gringing it to nothing and I felt it pop. Aaaaaw I was feeling in my mind but didnt want to get caught. After 30 min. of trampling me and crushin me, the girls all lined up and stomped on my crotch area on there way to dress up for there game after all the girls trampled me, Mrs. Jordan was still in there standing over me and then I heard her say, yea we got you good dummy I bet you wasnt in a mostly girl school huh?" then I heard her laugh and stomps on my chest area where my heart was and I felt her heel go through my chest and touch my heart. As she walked away, I could see the blood on her left heel as she walked away out of the class room.
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