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Death by my lovers heel Part 2

I lay there on the ground with Richa standing on me, making me lick my own cum and blood off her barefoot soles. I was reaching my breaking point. But Richa had miraculously made me cum at my death bed. I myself could not believe it. For a moment, I was content ... with Richa standing on me making me lick her feet.
Richa brought me back to reality with a hard stomp on my face. All I could see were her beautiful soles as she twisted her heel on my face.She stepped of me using my face as a stepping stone. She went to the car and changed into pair of sexy red Open toe stiletto

She walked back towards me... her heels clicking. She placed her left foot on my mouth and stood there. She said i have always thought what it would be like to run some one over with my car. I was terrified. I started blabbering when she cut me off with a swift stomp on my face and she shoved her heel into my mouth. As she leaned over and looked into my eyes.... she said darling I have to prove it to be an accident. I have to run you over real good to make sure you all squished and no heel marks show. I gagged with her heel in my mouth.

No... no... I dont wanna be roadkill i thought. Run over and dumped in the middle of the road, and people passing by as if nothing happened.

Richa removed her heel from my mouth with a popping sound. She laughed hysterically at the sound. She put her heel in my mouth again and removed it quickly to make another pop. She was enjoying herself. She stepped onto my chest, her beautiful red heels digging in and the pain returned. It was a constant wave, engulfing me over and over again. My darling Richa walked all over me slowly, sinking her heels into the places which hadn't already been marked. She placed one foot on my face, pivoted on it while her other foot was in the air. She walked down on my stomach, her heel finding my navel. Her next step, she ground her heel in my already destroyed dick, stomped it once, pivoted on it and walked back to my chest.

She stood there looking at me, scratching my face with her heel. She said - Bye Darling, it was fun while it lasted. With that, she stepped on my face, her heel splitting my nose and walked back to her car, an alto.

She started the car, her beautiful foot caressing the pedals. I looked across to see her sitting in the car, smiling serenely at me and I thought this is it. She put the car in gear and gently pressed the accelerator with her foot. I saw the car coming at me, the wheels aligned with my face. Richa gave it some gas and at the last moment swerved a bit to the left. The front wheel missed my head by an inch and went over my chest. Ohhh... It didnt hurt as much as I thought it would I guess. But Richa, the sadistic woman that she is gunned the engine and the rear wheel hit my left shoulder breaking it I think and she stopped the car while the rear wheel was on my chest.My ribs were about to give in. I was in terrible pain. I heard a voice and saw Richa leaning out of the window looking back at me. How was it she said. You dont look that bad and she let out a laugh. I tried to say something but the words didnt come out. I smiled faintly at her. Richa got infuriated. This turd still has the balls to smile at me. She put the car in gear and went forward. Having the wheel of my chest was a relief... but not for long.
She backed up and went over my stomach hard, both wheels bouncing. I think she damaged something bad there because it hurted very bad now. She put the car in gear again and this time aimed fgor my dick. As soon as her front wheel was on my dick, she stopped the car. I again was in agony. How much more could I take. I was about to find out. Richa put the car in hand brake and got out.
I was lying on the ground spreadeagled and helpless, the car pinning my crotch down.
She stepped on me and sat down on the bonnet of the car, with her heel on my throat and sole on my mouth crosslegged. Lick she said, and I started to lick her beautiful soles. I could smell her heavenly foot. I realized this was Richas kindness to me. She wanted me to die peacefully under her foot. I was happy there. She stood up on my chest and looked down at me. There were tears in my eyes. She simply said Bye dog.
With that, she put her heel on my throat, sole brushing my face and stood on it. I was choking and involuntarily struggling under her heel.
She became impatient and started grounding her heel into my throat. I began to see stars and her heavenly sole on my face. My throat gave in under the enormous pressure. Her heel sank deeper into my throat and I breathed my last under my lovers heel. I was dead.
Richa looked at me dead under her foot. She stepped on my face and got into the car.
She backed up over me and went back a few metres. She gunned the engine running me flat one last time, my body rolling with the tyres this time, so fast she ran me over.
Richa put on her shades and drove off into the sunset, leaving me smushed on the road- Roadkill..........

Sexy girl next door with cute feet

Got into the lift at my apartment... As soon as I closed the grill, I heard a girl calling out to stop. I pulled the grill just in time and opened the door to see a pretty girl smiling at me. I was so happy, been a long time since a gal has smiled at me haha...
Best, she was wearing sexy black pumps, the ones with a squarish toe and block heels...
I was to get down at the 5th floor and she had pressed 7th... Thankfully the lift was slow....
She pulled her foot out of her shoe and started wiggling her toes.... I looked down.. her feet were beautiful... There was a beautiful red line where the shoe had left its mark on the top of her foot...
She saw me looking and again smiled at me.... I was in LOVE!!!!!!!!!!
I smiled back awkwardly :( :(
My floor came and I got off....
I just cant stop thinking about her.... and her lovely feet.......
Lonely me :(:(:(:(

Death by my lovers heel

Me and my girlfriend, Richa, have been together for 5 years now. She is totally devoted to me and would do anything for me. I have shared my deepest desires with her over the past years. Even though she doesn't know it, she has a dark sadistic side to her. I have seen it when she is trampling me or crushing insects under her foot, a serene look comes over her. She once had an orgasm after she crushed a lizard under her heel and smeared the remains over my face with her foot. Nevertheless, we had a content and happy relationship.
However, one day we went to the hospital. I had been coughing badly for a long time. It was my smoking. The doctors said I had 6 months to live. Me and Richa were devastated. I could not stand the thought of lying for 6 months in agony and then dying an agonizing death. An idea began forming slowly in my mind. I have always had a crush fetish. Watching Richa torture and slowly kill those pests was my greatest turn on. If I had to die, it would be on my terms under Richa's foot. But how to convince Richa. To my shock, when I asked her this, she was ready. She simply said ok. I then believed that she loved me so much that she would do anything for me. She set a date, 13th January would be the day I die. I couldn't believe my luck. Anyways, my illness grew stronger and I grew weaker. Richa grew more sadistic every day. 2 days before the appointed date she even asked me if we could do it then. I was shocked. When I started having second thoughts about it, she became all loving and caring. She convinced me that it was what I wanted.
On the appointed day, I woke up to see Richa dresses in a sexy red mini dress and sexy black 6 inch heels. They were her favourite dress. She always wore them while crushing pests to death. And that was exactly what I was to her. We loaded up in our maruti alto . She had chosen my place of death to be in a remote hill near lonavla. We drove in silence and I got a hard on seeing her foot on the pedal. We arrived at the hill. It was deserted. Richa checked around to see if anyone was there. She then looked at me so lovingly, I thought my heart was going to break. She asked me to strip down naked. I did. Suddenly, she threw me against the car and handcuffed my hands behind my back. I was shocked. She just said its for your own good darling. You want to die under my feet, but a man in his death throes thinks only for his survival.

She smiled at me, a wicked smile which struck fear at my very inner core. I thought what had I done. She said darling, for your very own sake I am going to make this very painful for you. She threw me in fromt of the car. The ground was dusty and rough.I was hot. It was roughly 3 pm. As I lay face down on the ground, I heard the sound of heels clicking. I looked up to see her walking slowly and sexily towards me.I looked up to see the tips of her toes peeping out of her sexy black pumps. Her toenails were bright red. I got a hard on and it hurt against the dust ground. Richa lifted my face with her right foot. I was feeling pretty comfortable and was thinking that this was a very bad idea. As Richa looked at me pitifully, she simply said let the execution begin. She removed her foot from below my chin, as my face fell towards the ground, it hit a little sideways. She brought her right foot down on my head hard. As my head was a bit sideways, I saw her heel coming down and I winced.Her shoe hit me hard on my cheek with her heel barely missing my eye. I was dazed. I buried my face into the ground and she landed 4 more kicks to the top of my head. I was in pain in the first minute itself. She then simply stepped on my head, the heel sinking my head further into the ground and walked across my back. My dick was sticking out below my back. She used it as a stepping stone as she stepped of my body. Her heel landed on it and my Penis exploded in pain. It was split instantly. I had never felt such pain in my entire life. I lay there on the ground coughing blood as Richa circled me mercilessly. She kicked me in my side hard and blew the air out of my lungs.
Richa pushed me over on my back and I lay on the ground facing her. To her I was no more than a worm. She started laughing, a wild merciless laugh. She pulled out a cigarette and lit it. She then stepped on me, placing one foot on my throat and one on my chest and stood there smoking. She kept her weight on her heel. Her heel gouged deep into my throat. I started gagging and spewing blood. Her pretty left foot had droplets of my blood on it. As I started blacking out, she removed her foot from my throat placed it on my face and stepped off me. I had a wonderful view of her foot bulging from the sides of her heel as she did it. She planted her feet on both sides of my head and looked down at me. I managed to mumble STOP. Please STOP. She started smiling again. I was very afraid. She said darling, IF you die of cancer, who will take care of the hospital bills. How will we get the insurance.
I was very confused now. Insurance..... I then remembered the Rs.1 Crore life insurance Richa had taken out in my name a few months back. My blood became cold. I realized that if i died lie this and Richa could prove it to be an accident, she would get the insurance money. I then realized that she was going to run me over with her car also to prove that I was a roadkill.
I started crying.. please Richa dont... why..... She said that I had got the perfect girlfriend... Dont cry darling.. u will die under my feet... I will make sure your last breath is under your darling heel.... With this she threw the cigarette bud on my face and started stomping it out with her right shoe... slowly... I screamed out loud.. she then rammed her heel down my open mouth and it hit the very base of my throat... This was my ultimate fantasy but I was not enjoying it very much now. To my horror.. she stepped on my face with her heel still lodged in my throat and balanced on one foot. I could see her ankle up very close and her heel lodged in my mouth.. but I was in shock... She stood like this for maybe one minute... I guess this is when my larynx got crushed and I lost my voice.. She then stepped onto my body... as her heel left my mouth scraping it thoroughly... it was painted red in blood....
I was close to the end now I thought.. as I started drifing away.. I heard the soun of music.. "These boots are made for walking" come from the car stereo. Richa walked up to me and threw some beer on my face. Not so soon looser she said.... I know you can take more...
She stepped on me and started dancing.. beer in one hand and cigarette in another.....
She stomped her foot repeatedly into my stomach.. that was her target now... As her heels sank deeper into my stomach.. I could realize the damage she was doing to my liver, spleen god knows what else. If things couldnt have gone any worse... her heels were now landing on my exposed dick. She started losing her balamce..I guess she was a bit tipsy .. I couldnt help feeling conerned for her safety.. that she wouldnt fall off.. I tried to speak but the words didnt come out.. She saw me gurgling helplessly...
She said.. ohh darling.. u want a little barefoot action now dont you... She took off her heels and started dancing barefoot on my penis... The little pecker was smashed blue mercilessly under her foot... I got a hard on. even I couldnt believe.. here I was dying and my damned pecker had a hard on...
Richa saw this and I guess she to went orgasmic...
As she swayed to the music.. her foot twisting and grinding my dick down... I came all over her foot.. Richa said I am impressed of your love for my foot honey.. She stood on my chest and placed her heel on my chin. I could see her lovely sole with my cum and blood all over it...
She said lick bastard...I slid my tongue out and she crushed it against my face with her foot... I could feel her lovely sole all over my face...

TO BE CONTINUED...........................

Happy New Year Hand Trample

Hi everyone, happy new year :)
This is the first time I am blogging and intend this blog to be a place where fellow fetishists, trample artists :) , feet lovers, shoe lovers in and around India and the world can share their views.
I also intend to write some steamy trample stories including the trampled to death fantasy.
But today is a very special day for me as I actually managed to get my hand trampled this new year at a Bash I was in. So heres a first hand account of what happened.
I work at a software giant in Pune India. So me and my friends had gone to this bash at a hotel here. Unlinited drinks so I got started pretty early in the evening. As the night progressed, I realized that there were a lot of women around, almost all in awesome dresses and killer heels.
Pumps (Court shoes in british english :)) are back in fashion and a lot of girls were wearing sexy black pumps with sharp heels and a vinyl touch to it.
Below is a pic of the kind of heels I was up against.

We hit the dance floor and it was packed with hardly any space to move. New year came and everyone went crazy dancing. Around 12:30, most of my friends got tired and flopped out besides the pool outside.
I was in the bar getting my 6th peg . As I waited there, checking out the crowd. I saw a group of four women dancing and there was a drunk fool lying on the floor beside them in his own puke. The floor was still packed and I saw that the women were actually stepping over his hand as they danced and they didn't even realize it.
I got turned on seeing this and started planning :D. Two girls started leaving the floor at this time and the guy was lying in their path. Since, the floor was so packed, they did not realize that someone was on the floor. They saw him at the last moment and the girl in lead managed to miss him. damn I was disappointed. But, the trailing girl did not see him accidentally kicked his head. Unfortunately, she had just started taking the step so her shoe just brushed over his face. I was ready to explode at this point. Unluckily, a security guy saw the drunk lying on the floor and they escorted him outside.
I could not control myself anymore, i had to get down on that dance floor. So oblivious to any shame and embarrasment (Good think I had a lot of alcohol ), I zeroed in on the group of four women dancing. I had my eyes on one chick who was wearing a sexy black mini dress, had awesome shapely legs and was wearing the mot amazing pair of heels ever. They were black vinyl pumps with 6inch sexy and pointy heels. I started dancing behind them and then dropped a hundred buck note on the floor just below this gal. As I got down on the floor in pretense of picking up this note, dance floor closed in around me.
I was in heaven. I saw loads of heels flashing by me.The note got stuck to the girls shoe sole as she twisted her shoe and ground her heel with the music.  The floor was dirty with spilt beer all around and it felt downright humiliating as I crouched there looking at my money stuck on the girls shoe. This was her left shoe. I took a deep breath and extended my right hand, palm up just below the place where her right heel was landing.I would later realize that palm up was a big mistake. For your information, I have never been trampled in my life, much less in high heels. She put her foot down, literally stomped and her heel came down on my palm. I was in pain... I have never experienced such intense pain my entire life. The alcohol didn't help and the pain was numbing. I barely suppressed the urge to shout out.She did not remove her foot and kept on twisting my hand in tune with the music. I had misjudged and my hand was stuck real bad. She had her heel just where my palm begun. She had a small shoe size, I guess 6. So her soles were pressing down on my fingers .And she was constantly twisting her foot.
So here I was, my money under her left heel and and my hand under her right. I was in agony and felt very humiliated. My hand was stuck under her foot for maybe 45 seconds before she finally lifted her foot again. My sole intention was to get my hand out of there before it was permanently damaged. However , my hand was numb and I was not fast enough. As I started slipping my hand out, her heel came down hard on my palm at the point where the middle and index fingers meet. Her heel sliced right through the thin flesh there and impaled my hand on the dance floor. There was blood on the floor and on her heel. At this point, she pivoted her shoe on her heel and started twisting it. I was in hell. Her heel was gouging out more flesh with every twist. Finally she lifted her foot. To my dismay, my hand was stuck to her heel. She stomped her foot down again and my hand came loose from the impact. I quickly pulled it in. It was bloody. I made my way quickly to the bar for some ice. I had had enough action for my first time. As I took, one last look at the floor, I saw her heel tips were red with my blood and she had left slight blood prints on the dance floor. My money had come unstuck from her left shoe and lay in the dirt and my blood as she repeatedly trampled it while dancing.
As, I stood at the bar, putting ice on my hand and enjoying my drink, a smile came across my face. My hand had officially been trampled on for the first time in my life, and boy what a way to start the new year. I was in pain , but somehow I enjoyed the pain. The feeling of being at the mercy of a woman is so awesome. Total and absolute subjection. I guess thats just the way we tick.
This is a true story.
I still have that bloody and dirty hundred buck note
Happy new Year Folks.
ps- My hand is Ok, it is just a flesh wound. No fractures luckily. I am typing with one hand as of now.
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