When i was in high school, as always before too, being trampled and stomped was never far from my thoughts.  When I was a sophomore the seniors had this thing about sophomores and would deliberately find ways to intimidate them.  Usually it was the guys that did most of the tormenting but occasionally some of the girls would too, and often the guys would put their girlfriends up to doing things to sophomores just to be mean.

With my desire to be trampled and stomped, I soon became a favorite to pick on.  Sometimes I would drop my books or papers on purpose and then get down on the floor, usually in the hallway between classes, to pick them up, while the hall was congested with other students going to their next class.  As I picked up my stuff from the floor, i would keep one hand out away from me and flat to the floor and have had it stepped on many times.  Unfortunately it wasn't always girls that stepped on it, but a lot of guys too.  But i would gladly let 3 guys step on me just to get one girl to.  

One day I was down on the floor picking up papers I'd "accidentally" dropped and one of the most popular guys in the senior class came by and intentionally stepped on my hand and just stood on it.  I looked up and saw that his girlfriend was with him too and she was a cheerleader and very hot!  She was looking at her boyfriend's foot standing on my hand and was giggling at him about it.  "You know nerd, I think you should make it a point to lay down here in the hall every time classes dismiss so we can all trample you when we walk to our next class.  What do you think, Baby?"  I couldn't believe how his girlfriend answered!  She said, "that would be awesome!"  and then giggled some more. 

Then the guy standing on my hand, raised his foot and stomped it really hard.  "There, how does that feel nerd?"  Then he stomped it again even harder.  "I asked you a question nerd!"  He snapped at me as he stomped my hand a third time.  "Here Baby, step over here and have some fun with the nerd!"  The guy then said to his girlfriend.  She was laughing now at the way her boyfriend had stomped my hand and before I realized what was happening, that beautiful creature raised her dainty little size 6 foot and stomped on my hand nearly as hard as she could.  Of course both she and her boyfriend were wearing sneakers so it didn't hurt me at all.  By member was bulging inside my pants by now as the beautiful cheerleader stomped me again and then again almost as hard as she could as her boyfriend encouraged her.  There was a crowd of students gathered around watching it all and they were all laughing, both boys and girls.  They seemed to think it was so awesome that their friends were stomping my hand.  Then the guy looked at the crowd and said, "Who votes for the nerd to be here on the floor between every class with both hands out so we can stomp them?"  To my surprise, just about all of them cheered a "yes!"  

From that day on, I was there on the floor and literally dozens of students would intentionally step on my hands as they walked by going to their next class.  Some of them would even take the time to stop long enough to stomp me a couple of times, and the girls were enjoying it as much as they guys were!   This is how it all started, and my next story, if anyone is interested in me continuing the story, has me going to their get togethers and being their entertainment.

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About once a month a particular "clique" of seniors would have a get together at one of the student's cabin on some land they owned on a private lake.  There were eight of them all totaled, (4 couples) and the senior who stomped on my hand and his girlfriend (the cheerleader) was one of the couples.  The others were also popular football players and two of the others were cheerleaders as well.  The girlfriend of the other football player was a twirler.  All of the girls were so hot!  

The dominate footbal player, Tim, we'll call him, told me he and his girlfriend, Kim, we'll call her, would pick me up that afternoon, which was a Friday.  We would go to the cabin where all the others would meet us and have a night of fun and games at my expense.  I had no idea what I was in store for, but it really didn't matter as I was thinking about those hot girls that would be a part of it.

When we left my place Tim pulled into  a parking lot and he and Kim got out of his truck.  Tim instructed me to lay down flat of my back in the seat with my head at the steering wheel.  I did as he said and Kim got in and sat on my head first as she scooted over onto my chest.  Then Tim got in and sat on my head as he started the truck then and drove off.  As I recall, it was about an hour drive to the cabin and I was feeling very squashed by the time we got there, with Tim and Kim sitting on me the entire distance.

Everyone else was already there when we drove up and they laughed when they saw that Tim and Kim had been sitting on me during the drive there.  After a few minutes of chit chat then, Tim asked everyone if they were ready to have some fun.  They all cheered in affirmative.  "Okay, here's what we're gonna do first!"  Said Tim.  "The nerd is gonna lay down on the porch there with his arms extended out from his sides and his hands flat on the porch floor.  The guys will line up at his left hand and the girl at his right hand.  When the contest starts, one guy and one girl will stomp his hand and fingers 5 time as hard as they can.  Then the next couple will step up and do the same and on and on until everyone has stomped him.  Which ever team does the most visible damage to his hand and fingers, wins the contest and gets to decide what we do to the nerd next."  They all cheered in excitement about the contest.

I quickly looked and all but one of the guys were wearing tennis shoes, and jeans and tee shirts and the other was wearing some type of men's sandals and shorts with a tee shirt, but his sandals looked to have fairly soft soles.  All of the girls however, were wearing summer sandals with flat, hard heels. They all were wearing shorts and tee shirts.   I knew they could inflict quiet a bit of pain with their sandals, but at least probably wouldn't break any bones.  At least I hoped so.

"Okay Nerd, go lay down on the porch and put your hands out."  Tim told me.  I did as he said and soon they were all lined up at both of my hands, guys at one hand and girls at the other.  Tim and Kim were at the front of the line and I lay anxiously awaiting to be stomped.  Then Tim said, "OKay let the contest begin!"  He and Kim stomped about the same time as hard as they coiuld.  Tim stomped my hand, but Kim's heel slammed down on my four fingers.  I had no idea the pain would be that bad but she stomped as hard as she could.  Tim was only hurting me a little with his tennis shoes.  It was Kim that was making me wince in pain every time she stomped me.  

After they stomped 5 times each they stepped away and mmediately the next couple stepped up and started stomping my hands and so forth until they had all stomped me.  Needless to say, the girls did the most visible damage.  All of my fingernails were bleeding and there were a couple of small cuts on some finger joints, but nothing too severe.  The guys managed to get blood from only one nail.

"Okay girls, you guys won the contest so you get to decide what we do to the nerd next.  The girls got together and talked for about 2 minutes and then Kim announced.  "We're going to put the nerd on the porch swing over there and we're all going to sit on him while you guys fix us something to eat.  All the girls laughed then and Kim told me to go lay on the porch swing.  After I got on the swing flat of my back, Kim sat down on my head and the other three sat side by side on the rest of my body.  I was literally being crushed under all of them.  Kim's thighs sagged down over my have and all I could see was blurred flesh for the next hour or so.

After supper was ready, the girls all sat on me again while they ate!  Then the group had me lay down on the ground and they spent the next couple of hour all trampling me into the ground, occasionally jumping on me and stomping me.  Kim even unbuckled her sandals and stuck her toes in my mouth and made me suck them for several minutes while the others laughed.  All in all, it was a great afternoon!
 

Great story! To think that this all happened in high school is crazy.

These parties happened about once a month, and most were not as intense as the first one, however I was stomped and trampled and sat on at all of them.

Wonderful tale; carry on, please!