Catering A Trample Party.

It all started out one day, when I was at work. I work for a catering company, which is run by all women, except for me. One day a woman was getting married, and she was having a bridal shower. She wanted a man to cater it, so my boss told me, that I was the chosen one. We got all the food prepared, and loaded up our company van. I drove off and headed to a house by the ocean. It was an expensive part of town, and the houses were beautiful.

I arrived, and began to unload the van. There I was met by two women, probably in there 30's. They helped me carry all the stuff in, and showed me where they wanted everything set up. After everything was ready to go, I excused myself, and told the woman I would be waiting outside. I figure I would head down to the beach, and relax. They told me I was to stay, and help with the party. I told them that I normally do not do that, I just set up the food, and clean up afterwards. They told me they would pay me an extra $100 if I helped them. I got a little curious on why they would want a man at a bridal shower. They kept insisting that I stay, so I finally said, sure why not.

I later learned that the women were sisters, and they were setting everything up for there third sister who was getting married. One of the woman, named Nancy, started to get really friendly with me. I started to get really nervous. I am not that great looking of a guy, and she looked like a queen. She asked me if I wanted some champagne, which I agreed to. I figured it would take the edge off a little. We sat on the couch, and she began asking all sorts of personal questions about myself. I really started to feel intimated by her, so I finished my glass of champagne to hopefully calm me down. She was right there to fill up my glass again. We talked a little more, and she was asking me questions about women's heels. She asked if I had any type of fetish towards them. I told her no, and I do not think I have any real fetish that turns me on. She told me that was too bad, and headed off to the kitchen with my glass.

She returned, with another full glass of champagne, and told me to drink up, because the party was about to begin. I asked her what she wanted me to do at the party. She said finish your champagne, and I will show you what we need. I did, and that was when everything started to get really fuzzy. I felt light headed, and thought I was going to fall off the couch. She was just starring at me. She asked how I was feeling, but I could not answer her. Finally everything went black.

I woke up with my left arm tied to my side, my feet tied together, and I was stuck in box. I finally got my senses about me, and realized I was in the floor by the front door. It was cut out to fit a body inside, and there were straps around my waist and chest that held me in place. The only thing I could move was my right arm. I started to fumble around to get the straps off, but they were pad locked, and of course I did not have the key.

I struggled for at least ten minutes, yelling and squirming around. Finally Nancy showed up, and told me to shut the fuck up. I did, and was scared shitless. I asked what was happening, and that she unties me immediately. She just laughed, and told me that I was not going anywhere. She started to explain that her sister has a foot fetish, and she loves to walk on men with her heels on. Her husband to be is not into that, so this would be her last chance to do her fantasy. Nancy also explained that since the bridal shower was for everyone, that everyone should get to enjoy me as well.

I was shaking my head no, you can't do this. Oh yes I can she answered. I can do anything I want to you right now. She was wearing a normal pair of heels. She walked up to my chest, and stood right on top of me. She was standing on the flat part of her shoes, but the weight was making it very hard to breathe. She told me that she should soften me up before the guests arrived. With that comment made, she dropped her heel down into my chest. I could feel this incredible burning in my chest. She then picked up her left foot, and balanced on her right. Then she leaned back, and I could feel my skin start to tear. She started to swivel around on her one foot, using the wall the keep her balance. Her heel was digging into my chest very deep. My skin had started to tear from her swinging around. She finally placed her left foot back down, and began explaining what I was supposed to do.

She told me that everyone that came in was going to walk on me, anywhere they want, and you are going to take off their heels with your right hand. You will then place those heels next to you, and wait for the next person to come in. Then when everyone is ready to leave, I will have to put all there heels back on their feet, the same way I took them off. But, if I forget which pair of heels belongs to the woman, than I was going to get a steel tip in my face for every pair I messed up on. I told her that this would never work, and that I would tell her guests that I was being help captive. She laughed, and said tell them anything you want. They really do not care about men.

After about ten minutes of struggling to get free, the doorbell rang. Nancy and her sister greeted her other sister Rita. She had know idea they were having a party for her. She walked in, and the girls filled her in on what was going on. They started telling her about me, and with that Rita looked at me and smiled. She almost ran for me, and jumped from about 2 feet away, and landed right onto my chest and stomach. She started to walk all around. When she landed on my stomach, one of her heels dug between my ribs. I could feel a slight cracking sound, but was trying to catch my breath to think about it. Where her heel landed on my chest, blood was starting to flow through my shirt. I think it was from Nancy doing her spin around heel thing that started it. Rita got mad, and said the stupid man is broken. I yelled up to her please help me, I do not want to be here. She did not even acknowledge me, she just continued to bitch because I was bleeding.

Nancy ran and got a towel, and laid it over my chest and stomach. Nancy said well here comes your first punishment. I said punishment for what. She told me that since I had talked out of turn, I needed to be punished.

She walked into the closet, and pulled out a pair of boots, with a bright chrome steel tip at the heel. She climbed on my chest, and instructed me to take off her shoes. I did what I was told, but started to question her on why this was happening to me. With that she put her finger over her lips, for me to be quite. She dropped the steel tip boots onto my stomach. Just her dropping the nail size heels hurt. She told me to hold the boot while she placed her foot inside it. I did what I was told to do, hoping this would not happen. She slowly pressed her foot inside the boot, pressing down on my stomach with the toe of the boot. I started to put my hand under it, hoping to somehow hold off some of the weight. She then placed her foot flat, with the tip digging into my skin.

The pain from that boot was incredible, and I began to scream. I could feel my insides being pressed on, but she did not care. She told me to scream more, and that it turned her on. I began helping her with the other boot, hoping she would balance out the weight between both feet. She did not she pressed her other foot down onto my chest, and balanced on that foot for about thirty seconds, before releasing it. The metal tip had ripped though the skin, and I believe had pierced through my chest bones. She walked down to my balls, and asked it I wanted it in the face, or should she mash a ball or two. I told her I was very sorry for talking out of turn, and if she could please forgive me. With that she said, I asked you a direct question, and again you spoke out of turn. She turned, so she was facing me. She backed up very slowly, and I could feel pinching through my stomach. She placed her left foot on my dick, and began to press down. The amount of pressure she placed on my dick was incredible. She kept pressing harder and harder, till finally her heel tip slid off, and landed on the floor. She then proceeded to head towards my face.

She told me that if I had not talked out of turn the second time, that would have been it for my punishment. Since I did not catch on quick enough, I had to be punished twice. She placed her heel on my face. I turned my head to one side, and she slowly pressed down. The tip actually pierced though my cheek. I could taste blood in my mouth. She stood there for a second, and finally I felt the boot break through inside my mouth. Her weight was now on my cheek bone, and she finally stepped off me. She looked at me, and said, you better behave tonight.

I was in so much pain, I could not believe what I had gotten my self into. I just wanted to go home, and forget I even came here. I looked down at my chest under the towel, and could see my shirt covered with blood. I was choking on the blood from my cheek. I started to touch my chest, and there I could feel the holes that had dug into my skin.

I stayed there alone for the next ten minutes, wondering what would happen to me. I heard the doorbell ring, and Nancy walked over to answer the door. There were three more beautiful women standing there waiting to come in. Nancy walked them in, and told them to take off their shoes, and sit in the living room. Two of them climbed right up on top of me, as if they had done this before. They must have weighed about 120-140 pounds a piece. I could not even think of getting a breath of air. The first woman started to kick off her shoe, and told me to help her now. Nancy just glared at me, and stomped her foot down, as if to remind me of my punishment. With her right foot digging into my chest, I grabbed her heel off her left foot. Her stocking foot came down hard on my ribs, and she lifted her right foot for me. The other woman was standing on my stomach, and started to bounce waiting for me to help her with her shoes. What little air was left in my lungs, was pressed out with her bouncing. I quickly removed her shoes, hoping she would hop off me, so I could breathe. They hoped off me, and thanked Nancy for the neat shoe guy.

About ten more women came in, and they all stepped on me for me to remove their shoes. Then it finally happened, my biggest fear. A very large woman came though the door. She did not knock or ring the bell, just walked right in. My vision was not too good at that point from all the tears in my eyes, but I could see that she had to weigh at least 350 pounds. I started to squirm, but that did not stop her. She stepped right on top of me as if I did not even exist. I guess in her mind I did not. She dug her heels into my chest, and leg. Her heel had dug right through my jeans, and pierced through my thigh muscle. Her right foot was on my chest, digging into my nipple. She raised her right foot, so all her weight was on her left foot. She started to lose her balance, so she did a little hop. All her weight came down on my thigh again. Her heel had made another hole in my muscle. I yelled, I cannot handle this much weight. Wrong thing to say. Nancy came running in, and told me I was going to be punished big time for that. The huge woman told Nancy that she would punish me. Nancy smiled at me, and told me good luck. Both of her heels were off, and she hoped off my chest. She told me to catch my breath, because I would not believe what she was going to do next. She jumped at least two feet in the air, and landed on my chest and ribs. My chest made a loud crack noise, and I could feel my heart thumping really hard. Her other foot landed on my ribs, and they broke without any problem at all. I could not even yell if I wanted to at this point.

She hoped off me, and smiled at me. I was panting trying to recover from what just happened, when she jumped on me again. This time her right foot landed flat on my face, and busted my nose. Blood squirted down my neck. Her left foot landed on the other ribs. The ones that were not broken until then. At that point she did not even bother to hop off and let me catch my breath. She just started jumping up and down, landing all over my body. She landed on my face a few more times, but this time I had my head turned. I felt my jaw break, but my whole body was in so much pain, I could not even comprehend what was broken, or hurt more.

She landed on all my ribs, my chest many times, and then finally on my balls. Her heel of her foot dug down into both of them. I screamed somewhat, but could not catch my breath. She finally hoped off me, and that was when I realized everyone was watching and smiling. I could not imagine what my face looked like after that much abuse.

She placed both of her feet next to my ears, and held my head looking up. With that she pulled up her skirt, and proceeded to sit down. Her ass was so big. I do not think she was wearing a G-string, but all her underwear was wedged in her crack. As her butt approached my face, she moved her feet forward past my head, so she could park her truck size butt on my face. I started to turn my head, but she corrected me, and said that would not smart for me to do.

I followed her instructions, and held my head looking up. She looked as if she was just going to tease me, but then all of a sudden, she kicked her feet out, and dropped all of her weight on my face and chest. My nose went right up her butt hole, and her lips were right over mine. I could not get a breath at all, and my only free arm was waving in the wind. I felt both of her fat legs lie across my chest, and stomach. I was in so much pain, but I needed to get a breath.

She finally leaned to one side, and let me catch some air. I could almost taste the smell of her butt and pussy. Trust me, it was not a very good smell at all.

She leaned back on my face again, but this time I got a pretty good breath of air. She started to bounce on my face as hard as she could. I could hear her tell someone to hop on her shoulders, so she could flatten my face even more. I could not even imagine any more weight on my face at that point. But someone did climb on her shoulders, and that was when both cheek bones gave way under the weight. My jaw was wedged opened, and my eye sockets were cracked. She bounced a few more times before letting me gasp some air.

Everyone walked back to the party, and the big lady just smiled at me, and told me, see ya after the party.

I must have dozed off for awhile, due to all the exhaustion. It seemed as if only a few minutes had passed, and I heard everyone walking towards me. I was hoping that everyone would leave at different times, but they all seemed to be leaving at the same time. I started to rub my eyes, but the pain of touching my face kept me from doing so. So I just laid there and waited, waited for the end as far as I was concerned.

All of a sudden five women showed up at my side. I was panicking trying to remember who had what shoes. Three of the woman had grabbed their shoes and dropped them on my chest and stomach. All three stood up at the same time, and that was the last breath I got. The bruises, and broken ribs were killing me under the weight of these woman. I started to grab the first woman's shoes, and she slid her foot in. There she balanced on one foot, with her heel digging into my chest waiting for her second shoe. I proceeded to put the rest of the shoes on the woman. One by one they all stepped off me, and gave me a quick chance to catch my breath. Two more women jumped on me. There was even a slight cracking sound when they landed. The bounced two times, and each time little cracks were heard. One of the woman suggested that three of them try and bounce on my stomach and chest. This way they could here a loud crack, instead of the little ones they were hearing. The bride to be stepped up, with another woman by her side.

Now there were four of them lined up, and ready to bounce. I was praying the fat woman would not join in on this one. All of a sudden I heard one, two, three, and away they jumped. The first two women landed onto my chest, crushing what bones were left. The other two landed on my ribs and stomach. I could feel them bounce up and down, laughing all the time while I was screaming in pain. They all slid down so they could get there shoes on.

Now I had one woman on my dick. She was digging her heel of her foot into my balls, and kind of bouncing around. The second and third woman were on my stomach and ribs. The last one was on my chest, and she kept jumping up and down. I kept yelping in pain, but she did not seem to care. I grabbed what I thought was her shoes, but I guess I was wrong. Nancy gleamed at me, and that is when I noticed the fat woman appear.

Nancy said, you might as well sit back down on his face, because he will not be able to find whose shoes are who. And that is exactly what she did. Her butt came slamming down on my neck, and head. I thought my head was going to explode. The other woman found their heels, and placed them on their feet. I could barely make out what the women were saying, but I heard one suggest jumping on me in heels. Since I could not breathe, I would not be able to make any noise.

The fat woman leaned over to one side, and let me get a gasp of air. I was breathing heavy, and she said, oooh the breeze feels nice. She told me to get a big breath of air, which I did. There she leaned back onto my face. Blood was running down my neck from my nose.

The fat woman told the woman to jump as high as they could, and try to knock the wind out of me. She wanted to feel me blow air up her butt. All of a sudden, I felt my skin being torn, and all the air in my lungs being forced out. It made a funny sound, as I exhaled into the fat woman. I could here all sorts of crunching coming from my back. It echoed very loudly in my head. Heels were making holes in my chest and stomach, and I could feel more warm blood rolling down my sides.

I could not even think of the pain, because I was out of air. All of a sudden, the fat woman started bouncing on my head, and blew a huge fart right into my mouth. It was as if air was being forced back into my lungs. I heard the woman laughing, and a couple of them jumped up, and landed back on my chest, knocking all the air back into the fat lady. I was panicking now, and my arm was swinging frantically.

Finally the fat woman leaned over, but the woman remained standing on me. I was panting, taking very short breaths. I could not inhale all the way because of all the weight on me. One of the woman said, look he is turning blue. Finally after an eternity, the woman stepped off, and the fat woman, sat next to my head. Go ahead and catch your breath you piece of shit, one of the woman yelled at me. I did just that, praying it was all over.

Part II coming soon...