A few days a go I was trampled flat by a new mistress that works at the Dungon I work with. Her name is Mistress Sabra, she is 6"3, 180 lb's, and she looks geat too. I know some of you might like to meet her, if you do please e-mail me and I will give you the info on how to contact her, it was the only way she would let me post this

Arthur MrRugman@aol.com

How did it go with Sabra you ask, great :-)) I am going to be hurting for a LONG time:-)))) She is working as a Pro Dom at Dungon in NYC, (I work there too - same owners as the S&M papers I work for), and she is a little new at it, (trampling) . Her being 6"3" and 180 lb's I know she will be called on to do trampling scenes. Now I should tell you it took 5 ½ weeks to get her to trample me in flats! The time with the flats went fine, after the first 10 or so steps she saw I was not going to die, or be crushed flat and she really got into it and she stepped full weight on every part of my body for almost an hour. That night I tried to get her to put on the heels she had, but she said she would use them the next time.

Being that Sabra works as a Pro Dom at a Dungon she must try to follow what is says in the member profile, well most of the time anyway! I wrote out a member profile in hopes she would follow it, she did say she would trample me for at least 1 hr. in her heels. I told her I didn't want her to stop FOR ANYTHING, not my begging, crying, screaming and NO safe word, she could not stop even if she thought she broke a rib, and I wanted heel marks all over me! She said OK with a look on her face the almost made me change my mind. I should say she had a FEW drinks at this point and I knew I was in for it. (Just the way I like it)

One of the play rooms at the Dungon looks like the back ally in some big city and this is the room I picked to play in. The set up is she is in the wrong place at the wrong time, in that dark ally and she is dressed in a short & tight black leather skirt, black leather top, black stockings and black patent leather pumps with metal spike heels. ( you know the ones where the bottom 2" of the heel is metal with that little, little tip). Looking all like a hooker.

She would not wear those pumps. She still has a little trouble walking in them and she knows, they might go right through me if she slips. She wore the pumps she got to work there. They are black patent leather pumps with a 4" heel that looks like a crescent moon about 1" across at the tip. (The points on those heels HURT LIKE HELL), and a pointed toe.

Any way back to the scene, I walk up to her thinking she is a hooker and start to give her a hard time. We have a few words and she pushes me back and kicks me in the balls as hard as she can, (I like to be kicked too), I fall to the ground and she keeps kicking and stomping me all over until I stop moving. During this my clothes get ripped off. Then she rolls me flat on my back and starts the trampling, and I wanted her to start with my groin and give it a good working over.

Now it starts, she goes into the room, before I go in I tell every one there not to bother us for anything. I go into the room and see her standing there and she looked great, but to the action!!!

I did my thing and she grabbed my hair and pulled me to her, the next thing I feel is her knee flatting my balls, the pain is more that if she had kicked me. Again she plants he knee in my nuts, with a smile that instilled TERROR in my hart. Four more quick knees and I realize my legs are now rubber and she is holding me up by my hair!!!! The pain in my balls kept me from feeling her pulling on my hair. One more knee to my balls, but she lets go of my hair this time and I fall to the floor. Before I have a chance to move she kicks me in the side as hard as she can. Again and again the pointed toe of her pump slams into me. Her heel digs into my body as she stomps and rips at my chest, ripping my shirt to ribbers. Then it stops, my eyes slowly pan up her long powerful legs to her face, she is smiling.

"Don't you dare look at me! Take that rag off your body" Sabra digs her heel into my chest pulling at my torn shirt. I start to take it off, Sabra kicks me again, "Faster and remove your pants too", another kick to my side and I rip my my shirt and pants off as fast as I can.

"On your back and don't move", I roll over onto my back, "Spread you legs wide and don't move or I'll kill you right now" she says.

Sabra slowly walks around me stamping her foot as she moves, then I feel the back of my right hand being crushed under her heel as she slowly transfers all of her 180 lb's to her heel, the pain is incredible, I thought I heard my bones crack as Sabra slowly walks over my hand, like it wasn't there.

Sabra stops between my legs, "Look at those ugly balls I don't want to see them" Sabra lifts her foot and traps my poor balls under her shoe. "Let me see how flat I can make them." She starts to crush my nuts into the hard floor twisting her foot as she goes. I scream in pain.

"Enough of this, Its time for my walk, if you dare move it will be the last thing you will ever do, understand". Sabra lifted her right foot and planted her heel on the tip of my c--- and steps up on to me. The sharp heel is trying to cut my c--- in two under her weight.

"Here we go" her left foot follows and before I know it Sabra is grinding and twisting her heels into my groin. The sharp points ripping at my skin. " this feels SOOOO good" she says with a gin on he face . As Sabra leans back and puts all her weight on the heels, I hear through my screams, " now its time its time for my walk".

Sabra starts to take little steps, about 1 in. at a time slowly rocking back and forth on those deadly heels again and again I feel my body being crushed a little at a time as she moves up my body. After what seemed like a life time, Sabra is standing on my upper chest. She just stands there, as her heels sink deep into me. The next thing I know she is slowly placing her shoe on my face, her heel is now digging into my chin and the sole is crushing my nose. Very slowly I feel her weight pressing down, I can't take much more, I hear my bones starting to crack. Then the weight on my face is gone and I feel her foot stamping on my chest again. "Maybe next time I'll crush you face, but I still have a lot of walking to do, you did say you wanted my heel marks ALL over you , RIGHT", with that Sabra stomps me with her heel. "Well ANSWER ME", another stomp. "Yes Mistress" I try to say but the 2 hard stomps have knocked the air out of me.

"Good!" I her her say as she turns around on me doing a pirouette on one heel as she turns, I again scream in pain, then slowly she walks down my body digging her heels in as she went. Sabra walked and stomped her way all over me 3 more times.

Sabra was now standing between my legs, "Roll over"she said, as she kicked me to help get her point across. I can't move but I slowly try to roll over, "FASTER" another kick lands in my balls, and I get the point and move as fast as I can.

I am now laying on my stomach with Sabra still standing between my legs, for what seams like an hour she just stands there not moving or saying a word. The next thing I feel is her hand around my balls as she pulls them out from under me. Now my nuts are exposed between my legs at Sabra's mercy. I cant' see her but I feel her start to move. "Lets see just how flat I can make those little nuts". With that she places one of heels on each of mt balls and starts to slowly apply her weight to them. "I want to see if I can lift my toes off the ground and crush your poor little nuts flat" I hear her say through my screams for mercy. "Did I hear you say mercy, well I don't think you've been good enough to be granted mercy today, and after all you said you didn't want any mercy, were you lying to me, I hope not for you sake" With that Sabra stomped on my right nut with all her weight, I saw stars and tears were flowing from my eyes. "Now where was I, oh yes I was flatting you nuts" Sabra lifted her heels off my balls and on to her toes. "Lets see if this helps" she rocked back and both of her heels crashed into me, crushing my balls like NEVER before. The stars turned int a blinding white light and I screamed, I was hopping I would just die to end the pain.

Sabra then turned and said " Look at your back there isn't a heel print on it, I'll have to fix that".

Sabra stepped up on to my back and walked, stomped, danced and even jumped on me. I had lost all track of time now so I had no idea how long it was when she stopped ans stood on my back. "Oh I missed something didn't I" I felt her lift one foot, what did she miss. Then I felt her stepping on my head, first one foot then the other, her heel was crushing my ear and I thought my scull was going to bust open. "TIMES UP" Sabra said as she steeped off my head and started to walk to the door. "I hope you had a good time, I DID, the next time I'll wear the METAL heels". As she walked away she again stepped on the back of my hand with her heel like it wasn't there.

I can tell you I DID have a great time, I am going to be hurting for a while but it is worth it. I can't wait for the next time.

Arthur