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majoober
10-12-2002, 11:50 AM
We should have a game show on TV with the theme revolving around foot worship and trampling.

There could be games where a guy is forced to smell the feet of ladies from the audience. One of them is his SO, and if he doesn't identify her correctly they all trample him.

Or a contest to see which lady is the best shoe dangler, or foot smotherer, or which one is the most erotic nut crusher.

For the guys, maybe which guy can take the most models standing on him, or which one can can take being foot teased the longest and not react.

I wonder what others out there think comprises an erotic foot and trample contest. ?

serveHER
10-12-2002, 4:44 PM
Actually, there was something similar on MTV if I'm not mistaken...right guys? Some type of game-show/contest i think.

I swear I even saw some clips some time ago floating around ~our sites.

Anyone remember?

SaleB
10-12-2002, 7:15 PM
There was something on US MTV. Some show in the art of if you dare to do something that we planed for you you get money. That particular thing, when I am not mistaking , was few weeks ago with a guy and a few girls on some univerity campus.

Some people here have seen and recorded that so I think they can say more, but that is not the exact thing that majoober was thinking.

I do not agree completly to him:

If there would be some special show, some people would automaticly avoid it, but if it would be a part of some erotic show or comercial many people would see it, even if they are sceptical to fetish thematics.

SSaleB

platformsnasics
10-12-2002, 7:30 PM
Some people really make their fetish their lives. That's not necessarily a good thing either. My gosh.

MistressValerie
10-12-2002, 8:53 PM
Oh my gosh, I have actually done **several** posts about fictional game shows involving trampling!!! I will look for them and post them here when I can find them. I did a version of Fear Factor, a version of Weakest Link, and other stuff.

Love to all and happy trampling!

MistressValerie
10-14-2002, 9:28 PM
(This is one of three trample game show posts I have done ...)

My buddy Jason Henry [at our old Delphi forum, haha] suggested the format for this new game show, called "Sole Survivor." What happens is that a group of four contestants (2 m and 2 f) is chosen from a live studio audience, and they are weighed in (like boxers). Also from the studio audience are chosen two girls for each contestant such that the girls combined weigh 150% of the contestant.

Each contestant gets naked except for boxing trunks (and sports bra if female) and lies on a mat. The two girls step onto the contestant while in bare feet and also while wearing nylons, low-heeled boots, and high-heeled pumps furnished by the show. Once they step on the contestant and have placed both their feet, they cannot move their feet more than 10 cm. Once in place, the girls' goal is to keep a hula hoop going around BOTH of them until the hula hoop falls to the ground or the contestant says "give." If they contestant gives, the girls win $1000 for bare feet and nylons, $500 for boots, and $100 for high heels. If the hula hoop falls or 5 minutes pass, the contestant wins $100 for bare feet and nylons, $500 for boots, and $1000 for high heels.

At the end of the 4 challenges for each contestant, only the male and the female who has won the MOST money gets to keep the money! In any case, everyone gets to keep the memories and the videos, and the girls keep the trample footwear!

Do we have anyone who would like to be a contestant or a trampler for such a show? ;-)

majoober
10-15-2002, 3:43 PM
Dear Mistress Valerie,
Thanks for your game show idea.
I'm not sure I'd do well in your game show but trying would sure be fun.

I've been thinking about stinky feet for dollars.
The game would involve two returning champions. The lady would be the champ with the stinkiest feet, and the guy would be the most humiliated and least able to take stinky feet. The champs would compete against two new audience members each round. The two ladies would have a time period to force the two guys to smell their feet with the idea that the lady with the stinkiest feet and the guy most protesting and humiliated would be the winners. Each lady would get a period of time with each slave while the hostess interviewed them asking questions about them and their feet and what they enjoy about smothering guys. Then the ladies would switch guys and do it again. The audience would vote for the two winners each round. After a winner was selected the hostess would interview the guy while she and the winning lady would smother and victory pose on him and try to make him lose his concentration during the interview. At the end of the season the lady with the stinkiest, most humiating feet would be paired with the guy least likely to take it.
Fun for all.

Hope you like my fantasy,
majoober

MistressValerie
10-16-2002, 1:12 AM
Majoober, thank you for your reply -- this shares some things in common with your idea, since the male is penalized for saying 'give' and the female is rewarded for making him do it!

(This is recopied verbatim and originally appeared at http://groups.msn.com/wildcatvaleriescathouse as "Fun factor.")

Here is an idea for another game show, "Fun Factor." We have
three male and three female contestants, each selected based on
physical agility tests and each trio evenly matched as to size
and strength.

Each male contestant must pass three challenges; every challenge is given by a different female contestant. The male contestant calls "time" when he has had enough of each challenge. The male who endures for the longest aggregate time wins, and the female who can make the male call "time" soonest, in aggregate, wins. The grand prize is $50,000, second prize is $10,000, and third prize is $1,000.

Each male contestant is completely naked for this competition,
and each female is issued a cheerleader-type outfit consisting of
black leather miniskirt, very tight and low-cut black leotard
top, and black high-heeled boots. (The LAST challenge is
trampling, so some of you might want to skip ahead if you don't
like the other stuff.)

The first challenge is spanking. The male contestant draws a
random name of a female contestant and then has to lie across her
knee while she is sitting on a bed. She may spank his bottom as
hard as she wants to but must use only the palm of her hand. He
holds a buzzer whcih he squeezes to call "time." The strategy is
that the girl will start to get a sore hand or arm if she starts
out spanking him very hard, but if she spanks him softly she
risks running up a long time on the clock. If she has to stop to
rest, the clock keeps running. If the guy comes, falls off, or
gets up before time is called, he loses the round and the girl is
credited with zero seconds.

The second challenge is tickling. The guy draws another girl's
name and then has to stretch out spread-eagled on a padded bench,
while the girl secures his wrists and ankles with velcro. The
guy holds a buzzer for this exercise also. The girl then gets to
tickle any part of his body as long as she wants, using her
fingers, hair, toes, or feathers and fur items provided by the
show. If the guy breaks out of any of the bonds, the clock keeps
running. The girl can't scratch, pinch, or slap, or she is
disqualified. Like with the spanking, the girl has to pace
herself, lest her fingers get tired too early.

The third challenge (and the most relevant here) is trampling.
The guy lies on his back on a mat, and the girl he hasn't yet
been with ties his wrists and ankles as in the tickling
challenge. There is a wall and a bar provided for balance, and
the guy similarly holds a buzzer to call time.

The girl gets to trample the guy in any way she wants for as long
as she wants, either in bare feet or nylons. (You've got to give
the guy a chance!)

The girl can step, dance, stand, or walk on any part of the guy's
chest, tummy, or face (cheek and forhead only). She may bounce,
sway, or use a hula hoop, but her feet can't both leave the skin
at the same time and she can't stomp or kick from more than 2
inches away. She may stand on one foot if she wants, and she is
allowed to tickle the guy if she wants.

If somehow there is a tie at the end between two females, they
have to each endure a trampling challenge by the losing girl, who
will of course be rather bitter ;-) If two guys end in a tie,
they will each have to endure a trampling challenge by the girl
with the losing score. (I didn't mention the guy with the losing
score, because that gets us into a whole other realm, but if
there is high interest, I can try to do an m/m story.)

Applications for contestants are currently being taken at the
Ab-Mistress website, which is the official sponsor of the Fun
Factor Games. Good luck to all!

door_step
10-16-2002, 7:15 AM
MistressValerie,
I'm definitely in for the third part and want to volonteer.
To make it harder on my fellow contestants, I suggest the women wear the cheerleader-type outfit consisting of black leather miniskirt, very tight and low-cut black leotard top, and black high-heeled boots. :D :theband:
The man may devide their tasks, but each man has to endure each woman. So if a man trades his place for tickling and spanking with his two male contestants, he has to endure the trampling of all three women.:eyebrows: :eyebrows: :thumbsup:

doorstep

humble freak
10-16-2002, 2:36 PM
This is so very arousing! Does anyone remembers Trample Jeopardy on foottales.com? It is written by Deskjob and is one of my favorites. Here goes...

TRAMPLE JEOPARDY !

(A GAME SHOW IN A FEMALE DOMINATED SOCIETY)

"WELCOME VIEWERS, TO OUR SHOW - 'TRAMPLE JEOPARDY !' " announced a female voice. The camera panned from its stage centered shot over to an attractive lady, dressed in a formal evening gown and black sandals with 5" heels, standing in a classic model's pose. "I'M YOUR HOST AND ANNOUNCER, TRAMPLING TINA". The camera dropped down almost to floor TRAMPLE JEOPARDY !

(A GAME SHOW IN A FEMALE DOMINATED SOCIETY)

"WELCOME VIEWERS, TO OUR SHOW - 'TRAMPLE JEOPARDY !' " announced a female voice. The camera panned from its stage centered shot over to an attractive lady, dressed in a formal evening gown and black sandals with 5" heels, standing in a classic model's pose. "I'M YOUR HOST AND ANNOUNCER, TRAMPLING TINA". The camera dropped down almost to floor level, then pointed and focused directly on her right spiked dress shoe. The camera zoomed in until the shoe nearly filled the frame in sharp focus. Through the opening between the heel and the sole, the camera captured an out of focus view of a large bump in the floor some distance away.

The credits began to scroll down the TV screen while the opening theme music played. The camera slowly pulled back and elevated to look down upon the stage floor. The TV picture placed Trampling Tina on the left, and three female contestants at their podiums on the right. These women were neatly attired fine dresses, complete with high heels.

The camera zoomed in on the center of the stage, and the outline of a man filled the screen. He was laying on his back in a cavity in the center of the stage. The cavity was constructed so that he was almost flush with the surface of the floor. Actually, from head to toe he was above the normal floor surface by about 1 inch. A number of 2 inch wide leather straps restrained his waist, knees, wrists, and neck. This not only prevented his escape, but held him in a flat position. Suddenly, the man's eyes darted to his right. The camera pulled back slowly and slightly to the left until Trampling Tina was included in the picture. She had begun to walk over to the contestants, and the click of her heels on the stage floor warned the man that he was in danger.

The camera continued to aim down to view Trampling Tina from slightly above, and began moving to the right to follow her movements across the stage. The camera angle included Trampling Tina from the top of her head to her high heels, as well as a section of the stage floor 4 or 5 feet in front of her stride. It was obvious that her path to the 3 contestants would cross over the imbedded man. Trampling Tina continued her walk across the stage, taking slow and small steps as required by the heel height and the formal gown. As she walked, she continually smiled into the camera.

As expected, the moving camera soon included the man into its view. His head was straining against the strap over his neck to see the approaching spikes. Trampling Tina continued her stride, and after 3 more steps her right foot descended upon his chest. She grinned a little at the camera when she felt the man under her step, and hesitated briefly to allow her weight to settle into the man before continuing her stride towards the three contestants. The man's head jerked even farther upward as her weight settled on her right shoe, and she drove her spike heel down on his chest until it almost punctured his skin.

The man had raised his head against the neck restraint to anticipate where she would step on him. However, that information almost cost him dearly. Her step on his chest caused his head to react by moving even further against the restraint and above the floor. When she continued her walk, her left foot began moving forward and directly towards the exposed side of his face. He instinctively reacted to this movement and quickly lowered his head back down into the cavity as low as possible. Certainly, if she had kicked the side of his head with her left shoe, he would feel it for hours. Even worse, she could have slightly stumbled and taken a quick half step with her left foot as it passed over him. A step that would have landed directly on his exposed face and could have crushed his head.

He was fortunate. He successfully retracted his head back into the cavity just as her shoe sole passed over his face. He briefly saw the gritty bottom arc over his head, followed by the deadly spike heel. Trampling Tina continued over towards the contestants.

Deskjob

level, then pointed and focused directly on her right spiked dress shoe. The camera zoomed in until the shoe nearly filled the frame in sharp focus. Through the opening between the heel and the sole, the camera captured an out of focus view of a large bump in the floor some distance away.

The credits began to scroll down the TV screen while the opening theme music played. The camera slowly pulled back and elevated to look down upon the stage floor. The TV picture placed Trampling Tina on the left, and three female contestants at their podiums on the right. These women were neatly attired fine dresses, complete with high heels.

The camera zoomed in on the center of the stage, and the outline of a man filled the screen. He was laying on his back in a cavity in the center of the stage. The cavity was constructed so that he was almost flush with the surface of the floor. Actually, from head to toe he was above the normal floor surface by about 1 inch. A number of 2 inch wide leather straps restrained his waist, knees, wrists, and neck. This not only prevented his escape, but held him in a flat position. Suddenly, the man's eyes darted to his right. The camera pulled back slowly and slightly to the left until Trampling Tina was included in the picture. She had begun to walk over to the contestants, and the click of her heels on the stage floor warned the man that he was in danger.

The camera continued to aim down to view Trampling Tina from slightly above, and began moving to the right to follow her movements across the stage. The camera angle included Trampling Tina from the top of her head to her high heels, as well as a section of the stage floor 4 or 5 feet in front of her stride. It was obvious that her path to the 3 contestants would cross over the imbedded man. Trampling Tina continued her walk across the stage, taking slow and small steps as required by the heel height and the formal gown. As she walked, she continually smiled into the camera.

As expected, the moving camera soon included the man into its view. His head was straining against the strap over his neck to see the approaching spikes. Trampling Tina continued her stride, and after 3 more steps her right foot descended upon his chest. She grinned a little at the camera when she felt the man under her step, and hesitated briefly to allow her weight to settle into the man before continuing her stride towards the three contestants. The man's head jerked even farther upward as her weight settled on her right shoe, and she drove her spike heel down on his chest until it almost punctured his skin.

The man had raised his head against the neck restraint to anticipate where she would step on him. However, that information almost cost him dearly. Her step on his chest caused his head to react by moving even further against the restraint and above the floor. When she continued her walk, her left foot began moving forward and directly towards the exposed side of his face. He instinctively reacted to this movement and quickly lowered his head back down into the cavity as low as possible. Certainly, if she had kicked the side of his head with her left shoe, he would feel it for hours. Even worse, she could have slightly stumbled and taken a quick half step with her left foot as it passed over him. A step that would have landed directly on his exposed face and could have crushed his head.

He was fortunate. He successfully retracted his head back into the cavity just as her shoe sole passed over his face. He briefly saw the gritty bottom arc over his head, followed by the deadly spike heel. Trampling Tina continued over towards the contestants.

Deskjob

humble freak
10-16-2002, 2:43 PM
Hats off to Mr. Deskjob, I hope he doesn't mind me postig this. Otherwise, it can be deleted.

Trample Jeopardy Part 2 Wednesday, 29-Oct-97 19:45:2

PART 2 "Welcome to the show, and what's your name?" asked Trampling Tina of the returning champion. "Sally", she said, "my friends call me Squashing Sally". "No doubt some of your victims have called you the same thing" laughed Trampling Tina. "Our loyal TV viewers saw what happened at the end of the last show" said Tina. "Squashing Sally became very excited when she won, and the cheering studio audience encouraged her entirely too much. Watch this brief clip".

The show producer quickly started the replay machine and played a section of video tape onto the large studio TV screen. The action was horrific. The man was already bruised and bloody from the contest activities, and a number of puncture wounds were evident. Sally was standing proudly on the mans chest with her hands on her hips, looking out into the audience and smiling broadly. She was wearing a pretty red sun dress and red high heel sandals that laced up her calf. The heels were all of 5 inches high, and narrowed to a point about the size of her little finger.

All game winners were allowed to spend a few minutes standing on the man as the show ended. It provided a lasting impression on the women viewers that hopefully would last until the next show. The audience began chanting "Sally Squash ... Sally Squash" over and over. She began to raise and lower her feet in time with the chanting, marching in place on the mans chest. The steps were small at first, but she soon became fully engrossed in the action. She knew that she would forfeit her prize money if the man was damaged too badly to be used again, but that didn't matter anymore. She could make more on her return visit to the show. In this female dominated society, it was perfectly legal to use a male for any reason a women desired. But it was expensive. Here was a chance to crush a man flat under her pounding heels for free.

Trampling Tina saw Sally losing control, but she decided to allow the action to continue a little longer before she intervened. The man had disrupted the show a few times with a few comments, and resisted licking the bottom of a contestants shoe. Certainly the female viewers needed to see that the man was put in his place. And most women believed that all men belonged under the their heels, serving as their door mat.

The "Sally Squash ... Sally Squash" chant continued, and Sally obliged the audience. She briefly extended her arms to assist her balance before returning her hands to her hips. Sally marched forward to the mans crotch and backward to his chest a number of times. Squashing Sally looked down and watched her heels sink into the helpless male as he squirmed below her stomping feet. Sally occasionally stopped marching and rocked back on her heels, attempting to get them to pierce into the man's chest. When she couldn't bury a heel, she frowned and resumed marching. And laughing.

Trampling Tina suddenly realized that the situation was out of control, and it was probably too late to save the man. However, Tina knew that ratings always jumped when this happened. A few months back, the man in the cavity severely bit the bare heel of a contestant who answered a question that briefly allowed a shoeless trample on his head. The other contestants reacted quickly and were soon upon the man with their heels. The injured contestant quickly slipped her spike pumps back on to her feet and added her weight to the group trample. In fact, she forced a contestant off of the mans head so that she could administer the most punishment. Tina watched and shook her head. "Stupid male" she muttered, and herself joined in on the crushing. The camera finally found an angle that showed six beautiful legs driving sharp spikes down onto the man's body, and two more hammering down on his head like a sewing machine. After a few minutes, the man was reduced to a pulp.

The ratings for that show were twice the normal level. And ratings were important. Tina knew that on another channel, a show was on that matched men with their hands tied together against women on horseback. Much like a rodeo, the man was released and allowed to run for safety. Five seconds later, a woman on a horse (a female horse, naturally) began chasing the man. If he could avoid being stepped on by the horse for 30 seconds, the woman did not receive a score. Trampling Tina herself competed successfully in a few of these events. She remembered how satisfying it was to first overtake the running male on her much faster horse, then bump the man down to the ground with her horse. She would then maneuver the horse sideways until he was positioned between the 4 hooves. This helped trap the man as he tried to get up and run away. A simple nudge or tug on the reins would cause the horse to move forward or backward and step on the male. Women judges observed the first moment that the male was stepped on, and stopped the clock. The riders were scored based on how long it took to "nail the male" under their horse.

The women were supposed to stop trampling the male immediately after scoring. The males usually recovered quickly, and with experience they became better at avoiding the trampling hooves. Tina was barred from further competition when she failed to stop pursuit after the 30 second whistle. The man she was pursuing was very good, and had the nerve to taunt Tina during the chase. Tina became enraged at this outspoken male, and decided that 1500 pounds of horse hooves pounding him flat will teach all the males watching a good lesson. When the whistle blew, the male naturally assumed that the chase was over. He rested against a wooden fence as Tina trotted by. Tina suddenly spun the horse around and pinned the male between the fence and the very rear of the horse. Since the male was somewhat short, his head was pressed against the butt of the female horse. His arms and legs began to swing wildly as he tried to escape the crushing force, but Tina continued to drive the horse backward into the male until he passed out. Tina then moved the horse forward and allowed the male to fall forward onto the dirt. Tina waited the few seconds necessary for the male to recover and begin to move, then she backed the horse over his body, allowing each heavy hoof to step on a part of the man. A few nudges brought the trained horse into a stationary trot on top of the males body. She continued trampling the man flat as she waved to the cheering crowd. She ignored the judges pleas. The women judges were cheering too!. Tina trampled the male until his body was mashed into a pulp by the crushing horse hooves. She earned her name that day - TRAMPLING TINA.

Deskjob

humble freak
10-16-2002, 2:47 PM
Trample Jeopardy Part 3 Sunday, 02-Nov-97 12:23:09

PART 3 The male's screaming snapped Tina back to the present. "We need the ratings", she thought, "I might as well join in and end the show on time. She's going to crush him anyway. If I help her do it quickly, the show will end on time." Besides, Tina thought, her busy TV schedule made it difficult for her to find the time to acquire a male and trample him under her favorite boots. Here was a chance to get in some 'crush time'.

Trampling Tina walked over behind Squashing Sally, and approached the male's head. As Sally's actions caused her to sink lower and lower into the male, Tina lowered her right spike into the male's screaming mouth and stepped down until his mouth involuntarily closed around the heel. The audience erupted with even more cheering and added the chant "Trample Tina, Trample". Tina feigned surprise, and touched herself as mouthed the words "who, me?". The audience continued encouraging Trampling Tina until even Sally joined in the cheering.

Slowly, Trampling Tina's smile faded into clenched teeth. Tina glared down into the man's eyes and said "You little worthless bug of a man, I'm going to trample you under my feet until my shoes pound your head flat. Cold oatmeal will stick together better than you when I'm finished trampling you under my spike heels". Tina ground her spike into the man's mouth for effect before pulling it out. She positioned herself directly behind Sally, and placed her arms on Sally's shoulders for support. Trampling Tina began marching in step with Squashing Sally, directly over the man's head but with her feet landing on the stage.

A camera quickly moved into position to show the man's head buried in the cavity with Tina's heels pounding down just one inch away. The camera quickly panned up to Tina's grinning face, then down to Sally's high heels as she relentlessly marched on the man. She had already flattened him so much that he had sunk slightly below the stage floor level. Then the camera panned back to Tina's face. She gave a sly wink to the camera, and looked at the nearest monitor. When the camera panned down to her feet, the same view of her heels marching so close to his head was presented.

She abruptly stopped marching, and raised her right shoe to knee height. She moved her foot inwards so that it was directly over the man's head. Slowly, it lowered down towards his head. In spite of Squashing Sally's marching, the man saw what was about to happen, and began to scream almost in time with Sally's cruel steps. In fact, Sally's steps seemed to make his screams louder. The camera was close enough to see just how high the heel was on Trampling Tina's black open toed sandals. Even worse for the man, the camera showed how the spike heel narrowed down to a wicked point. It was not quite a stiletto. Tina didn't like heels that sharp - they were too hard to control. When she intended to trample a man for a long time, one careless step could end the session. The heels on her spikes narrowed down to slightly larger than a pencil eraser. Tina preferred this size of a point, because she could be just a little careful and not puncture him, or simply balance herself on her heels and feel them slowly sink into the man.

Trampling Tina took another look down at the man's face to make sure that her shoe was properly positioned directly over his head. She held it there for a few seconds, enjoying how the man intently stared at the bottom of her shoe. "Do you see what's coming? Do you realize that you are about to get mashed under these when I step down? I'm going to enjoy feeling your head pop and squish under my weight. I wonder what will happen first? Will my heel sink into your forehead before or after my sole crushes your mouth?". Trampling Tina started lowering her foot. After she dropped it a few inches, she moved her foot forward so that the spike was descending directly over his right eye. Helplessly, the man tried to rotate his head in the tight cavity. Down and down her shoe came. At the last inch, she moved her shoe backward to that the spike landed on his forehead and the sole ran along the side his nose and covered his mouth. The screaming suddenly stopped as she transferred her weight onto her right foot and trapped his lips between his teeth and her shoe sole.

Deskjob

majoober
10-16-2002, 2:53 PM
Nice fantasies Mistress Valerie and humble freak. The only thing I'd think about modifying in the fun factor game is rotating different contests. For example flogging, or waxing, best freestyle humiliation, or (my current favorite) forced foot smelling and foot smothering. Great ideas.

Thanks again,
majoober

humble freak
10-16-2002, 3:02 PM
And the last part that I have. I know there are two more, and anyone that has them, may feel free to post?

Trample Jeopardy Part 4 Sunday, 02-Nov-97 12:25:27

Part 4 Tina checked the show clock, and decided that she had a few minutes to spare. She lifted her right shoe slightly off the man's face. A camera was quickly positioned to capture a side view that included her shoe and his face. The big studio monitor showed this view, as well as a full length shot of Trampling Tina standing above the man. "Now, stick out your tongue and lick the bottom of my shoe", Tina commanded. As before, the man hesitated. "Well then, maybe you need some encouragement", Tina growled, "maybe this will loosen your tongue."

Tina placed the sole of her shoe directly onto the mans lips and stepped down firmly with all of her weight. She rotated her foot back and forth a few times, and then lifted her foot back up. "Now, are you ready?" she asked. "Start licking, and make sure that you press hard with the back of your tongue." Sure enough, the man started quickly lapping the bottom of her shoe, licking so hard that it slightly lifted up her shoe. The camera caught the action very well. Since the audience couldn't easily see it directly, they all looked at the large studio monitor and enjoyed the male's submission.

Tina said "Good job, you door mat. I'm sorry, but the show is about to end. AND SO ARE YOU! " she shouted down. Trampling Tina positioned her spike heel on his forehead and prepared to start the crush. The male furiously continued to lick her sole, attempting to delay her actions. Tina observed this on the monitor, and slowly leaned forward to apply more weight onto her toes. The man's tongue was pressed back into his mouth as her shoe bottomed out on his mouth. Tina enjoyed this view, and reduced the weight she was applying on his mouth so that his tongue could push the shoe back up again. "Look", Tina shouted at the audience, "he knows that I'm about to crush his head under my shoes, and he is still licking".

Tina quickly looked at the show clock, and realized that it was time to finish the crush. "Take one last look at his tongue, women. Soon it will be squished along with the rest of him". Tina pressed the tongue back into the man's mouth, and stepped down firmly. His head sunk even deeper into the cavity as her weight pressed down. A slight trickle of blood began seeping out from under her spike heel, and the audience went wild. Tina raised her left foot high off of the stage floor, firmly pressing her right shoe down onto the man. So far, his head remained mostly intact. Tina watched the progress on the TV monitor, and the crowd chanted "Trample Tina, Trample" over and over. Sally had moved up onto the man's crotch, leaving Tina balancing like a ballerina on one foot firmly planted on the man's head.

When Sally marched backwards onto the man's chest again, Tina placed her arms on Sally's shoulders for balance and quickly moved her left foot onto the man's face. Tina watched the monitor, and began swaying her hips in time with Sally's steps. Tina began taking small steps on the man's face, but soon her steps were equally as vigorous as Sally's marching.

The camera began to pull back until 4 spike heels were displayed trampling the man in unison. Together, Sally and Tina began to march forward and backward over the man. Cracking noises and an occasional snap were heard, and the audience all began to stand up to get a direct view. When Tina's heels were disappearing into the man, the clip ended.

"Wow, what a scene" declared Trampling Tina. "Oh well, we got another man for today's show. And this one looks a little stronger. Now Sally, the same thing won't happen if you win again today, will it? " asked Trampling Tina.

Tina got an answer she didn't expect. "It certainly won't" said Squashing Sally. "It was hard to get my pretty sandals clean after that scene. And the heel was just a little too thick at the point. I couldn't puncture him on my own. I really enjoy sinking my heels into a man, and I had to wait for your wicked spikes to open up some holes that I could enjoy. And his guts splashed onto my feet. So today I'm wearing these knee high black leather boots with a 1 inch platform under my toes and a 6 inch stiletto heel." Sally proudly stepped around her podium and presented her boots to the camera. "Just look at these weapons. The spike is as sharp as a ball point pen. With just a little effort, I can make it sink into asphalt. I have to be very careful when I walk on carpet because these heels sink all the way through to the floor. I have to walk on my toes when I'm on a vinyl floor or its ruined with holes. Imagine how quickly I can destroy a man who has the misfortune to be under my boots. I don't even have to be mad and stomp down." Sally said to the audience, "If I win again, Tina won't get a chance. I'll trample and squash the man until he can be sucked out of the cavity with a vacuum cleaner".

"Oh No!" Trampling Tina moaned. "I hope the increase in ratings will pay for another destroyed male" she quipped.


Once again, all credits should go to Mr. Deskjob. Thank You for this wonderful story, wherever You are...

MistressValerie
10-17-2002, 1:44 AM
Thank you, everyone, for your comments. This is my third game show idea, and originally appeared at our old Delphi forum and at http://groups.msn.com/wildcatvaleriescathouse -- enjoy!

Here is my version of "The Weakest Link." In real life this would probably be too dangerous for the participants, but we can suspend reality for a moment and enjoy ...

In this game show, a team of contestants, four men and four women, is chosen and are all matched by weight, using standard boxing categories (i.e., strawweight, flyweight, etc.). Each show would feature a different weight category, but all contestants in each match are the same size.

The show also employs a group of sexy women, with one in each weight category from 100 lb./45 kg. to 150 lb./70 kg. Each woman is a trained acrobat with exceptional balance.

The game field consists of eight pairs of air-filled cushions, situated with a gap of about 18"/42 cm. in between, with the pairs arranged in a semi-circle around a heavily padded mat. At he back is a podium for the show host, who will read the questions.

The contestants are each wearing swim-trunks (men) or a two-piece swimsuit (women), and they take their positions lying face-up on the cushions, with their midsection over the gap. Each girl acrobat is wearing a mini-skirt and top and is barefoot.

To begin the game, as the host reads a question, the lightest girl (for Round One) steps up onto the tummy of the first contestant and stays in place on him or her until the contestant either answers the question correctly or falls through the gap! If he/she answers correctly, the girl steps onto the next contestant while the host reads the next question, etc. Any player who falls through is eliminated in that round, but if more than one falls through, only the one who fell in the quickest time is eliminated.

In Round Two, the next heavier girl stands on each contestant while the question is read, etc., until the final round in which only two are left.

In the elimination round, the cushions are rearranged, and a pair of identical twin girl acrobats comes out. During the round, each girl will remain standing on her contestant for the whole round, but after the host reads the question, the girl will begin rotating a hula hoop until the contestant either answers correctly or falls through. If a contestant falls, then other must answer the next question correctly to win. If he/she does not win, then a pair of girls from the next heavier weight category is called out, until the 150 lb. twins are standing on their contestants.

If there is still no winner, the girls put on high-heeled boots and stand on the contestants in those. If there is still no winner, the girls each rotate their hula hoop non-stop until one of the contestants falls through. The winner gets all the money but the loser takes his or her place with the other losers, who, for a small cash award, line up face down on the mat to form a human carpet, and every one of the girl acrobats walks across their backs wearing boots or high-heeled shoes to leave the studio. For a larger cash award, they can participate in the after-show party, in which they lie on the ground face up so the girls can dance on their naked chests and tummies and step on their faces as long as they want!

What a game show!

[This was a response I gave to someone who asked how one becomes a contestant.]

*****
Sorry for taking so long to respond. The contestants are screened by the sponsor, Mistress Card. Applicants are told to bring a pair of swimming trunks (bikini for females) and not to eat for an hour before arriving ;-)

You would come to our lovely tropical office plaza and would be ushered into a large room with couches, where you would first take an oral test of general knowledge, with the questions given and scored by a team of young, gorgeous female quiz-show experts who are all wearing tight mini-skirts, black nylon hose, and spike-heeled shoes and boots.

Then you would take a physical agility test, for which you would need to change into your swimwear. No changing room -- you'd have to do it in front of our staff of beautiful, giggling girls. Once you were ready, you would be led to a nice soft mat on the ground and told to lay on it, face up. Then the girls, of many different sizes, would take off their wicked high heels and take turns walking all over you, observing how well you can hold them.

The girls will turn you over and walk on your back, but this time in their high heels! They'll stand on your chest and stomach two at a time to see if you're a strong link. If they really like you, they will all pile on you at the same time, so that you're being crushed flat under twelve nylon-clad, bare, and/or spike-heeeld female feet. It's all in the name of fair play, of course. They want to make sure that all contestants are equally qualified, so they'll take their time, say, a couple of hours, as they make their decision.

Afterward, the girls will help you up, towel you off, and then give you a videotape of your screen test as your thank-you gift.

We look forward to having you as a contestant!

door_step
10-17-2002, 3:15 AM
Oohhhhhhh, MistressValerie, you sure know how to set the scene:D :D
Of course, every right hearted tramplee want's to join in such a show.
Surely I would; only thinking about such a show, makes it hard for me to keep on touching the right buttons on my PC.:bugeyes: :theband: :eyebrows: :eyebrows:

doorstep

MistressValerie
10-17-2002, 10:04 PM
Hi, thanks, Door Step ... I have always had fantasies of a game show like that, ever since I was about 6 years old. I don't know where these ideas could have come from, but I am so glad to be able to express the thoughts I have had hidden deep inside for so many years. I am especially happy that people actually appreciate and enjoy my "dark" fantasies :)

Love and squishing! :theband:

door_step
10-18-2002, 9:46 AM
MistressValerie, I’d rather call them your enlighten fantasies in stead of your dark fantasies. At least to the most of us (and certainly to me ) they are the nicest fantasies you can have.
Perhaps if your shoulder has had enough rest, you could write a story about this game “The Weakest Link” and I would highly appreciate it and consider it a great honor to be one of the contestants. :eyebrows: :eyebrows:
Only the thoughts about being in this game, lead by you weakens my legs and hardens my ….:thumbsup: :thumbsup:

yours to use,

doorstep