I am now in my early 40's but maybe some of you may enjoy this story. Most of it is true but I did add some to make it more interesting. I grew up in the 60's and those wonderful spike heels in those days were the most beautiful site seeing a woman in them. Well here is my story. I was 5 years old and my mother loved to wear spike heels. She was very beautiful around 5'5 and about 120 lbs. One day my mom got angry with me for some reason. She was washing the dishes at the time and she wanted to punish me for the infraction. She was running late so she didn't have time to spank me so she told me to go and get a pair of her spike heels out of her closet. I didn't realize at the time what exactly her intentions were so I did with out question. I asked her what she planned on doing to punish me. She said shut up and place the heels on her feet. I did and then she said for me to lay down in front of the sink. I did and she stepped up on my little body and bore down on those spike heels. I was feeling the spike heels in my back and the pain was intense. I asked her what the heck she was doing to me. She told me to shut up and that she was killing two birds by getting the dishes done and punishing me at the same time. I said mommy it is starting to hurt me. That is when she really leaned back on her heels with all her weight and said for me to take her weight in her heels or she will stand on me for a very long time. I felt her weight switching from one foot to the other as she was putting the dishes in the draining stand. It did get to the point that I couldn't take it much longer with those spike heels digging into my back is when she stepped off of me. She then said the next time I did something wrong, I know what to expect and for me to just be her rug. From then on I have been into woman trampling me in spike heels. At the time she would correct me when I was bad I started to do things on purpose just to feel those heels on my body. One evening I was watching TV when she came walking into the room. I could hear her walking in those spike heels clicking on the floor getting ready to sit down to watch TV with me. She told me to come over to her and lay under her feet as a foot rest. I crawed over to her and she lifted her feet and I layed face down and she put her beautiful spiked heel feet on my back. She said to me that I will be her rug for the evening and to just lay there. I did what she asked for at least 3 hours. She would get up from time to time to get something to eat or use the bathroom and she would put all of her weight on those spike heels on my back. It felt wonderful to feel those spikes digging into my body. She wanted to experiment with me and asked me what I thought of being her rug while she slept in the bed. She wanted me to lay on the floor next to her side of the bed and then she needed to get up to use the bathroom, she would have something warm and soft to step on when she got up. I totally agreed with her and would feel l could be her rug for that night. I absolutly loved my mom and I would do anything for her. She needed a rug I would be that for her in a heart beat. That night we went into her bed room and she got ready for bed. She told me to take off my shirt so she could feel the skin under her feet when she got up at night. I did and not totally realizing that she drank alot of water that evening she had to get up often to go to the bathroom and each time step down on my little body and stand there while I squirmed under the weight of her body. She loved that I would squirm under her when she stood on me. I loved those wonderful spike heels as well her bare feet walking on me and spent many wonderful nights laying on her side of the bed when she needed to get up for any reason. I hope you enjoyed my story and write to me of your experience and let me know what you think. My girl friend and I would like to hear from women who have done that as a form of correcting there children as it works and the kids do obey you from then on after you have introduced trampling as a means of dicipline.

RUG ED