tbone
02-03-2004, 4:25 PM
Hey, guys and goddesses :) This is an experience I posted a while ago and couldn't find here again. I'm posting it again because it goes with a thread in the pics forum. This is the url of that thread.
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&postid=165941
Hi, Tony. Before there were even digital cameras and scanners, my ex really surprised me one day. Even though this was years ago I still remember a lot of the sensations like it happened an hour ago.
We were out skating on a lake in Minnesota where we have a family place. At the point it had frozen that year there was no wind so for a while it was like a sheet of glass nine miles long. We were down in the next bay skating along and having some kind of a pretty involved discussion when she suddenly turned around in front of me and shoved me. I fell over on my back and she skated up to me and without hesitation just stepped up onto my chest and just stood there with her hands on her hips looking down at me with this big grin on her beautiful face.
I was kind of shocked, amazed at her and how immediately sensual the feeling was. Before we were married she had started trampling me but this was something entirely new and I didn't know exactly how to feel.
My next reaction to the sharp pressure even through my coat was (of course like a good "trample slut") to wonder what it would be like if I took my coat off. I was going to play this game out and see if she'd go along.
I shoved her off and rolled over, taking my coat off and laid back down on my back with just my shirt on. To my surprise she just stepped back up onto my belly.
She asked me if I was ready to admit she was right. (Don't even remember what the argument was about, of course. )So this was how we'd play it out?!
When I didn't respond quickly, she rose up with all her weight driving her toe picks down into my belly. Now the sensation was sharper than pressure, a kind of burning even through my shirt. I was shocked that I could endured this and even find it pleasurable and I was getting aroused.
This was a challenge so I pushed her off again, sat up and took my shirt off, laying down again on my shirt and coat on the ice bare-chested. It was about 15 degrees F at that point and I wasn’t even aware of it. Lol
She just shook her head, smiled at me and stepped right up again onto my belly.
Now I was in pain. The edges of her runners were biting into my skin and the points of the toe picks felt like they were poking little holes in me. It was kind of beyond pain to a burning sensation now.
She bounced slightly and then started to walk around on my belly, pushing her toes picks in and I lost any power to resist. As she sank into my belly the burning sensation was too much to resist, even through my endorphin soaked nerve endings and I just croaked, “ok, ok, you win; I give up.
She just bounced kind of hard once and stepped off with a final dig of her toe pick.
I just lay there for a few moments, kind of shocked that I had done this and that my beautiful wife had started this and then so readily gone along with it. And feeling the effects now, I slowly propped myself up and looked down at my belly which was a maze of deep red lines and even some patterns of tiny cuts where she had shoved her toe picks down into me.
I looked up at her and she just grinned again, looking at my belly, and said, “oops, I guess that’ll teach you.”
We were about 100 yards off shore, close enough for a neighbor and friend of ours who happened to be out in her front yard to have seen the whole thing. We heard this clapping from the shore and realized for the first time that we had not been alone. We just waved to her. What else could we do? I put my shirt back on, collected my jacket and we headed back to the house and went from there.
Oh, and when we were walking down the little sand road a few hours later we passed by the back of our neighbor’s house. She was out by her garage. I started to apologize for the scene but she just said, “That was pretty cool, don’t worry about it.” I was so young and naïve in this that it never occurred to me to even follow up. At about 5"10" - about 7 inches taller than my wife, that would have been deadly. Oh, well.
The sensation and the marks remained for a few days and I guess, as you can see, the memory for a lifetime.
I know no one but you guys would ever begin to understand this. Well, maybe not entirely true because that was not the last time.
Thanks, Tony, for another trip down amnesia lane.
Tbone
http://www.mistressdestiny.com/forums/showthread.php?s=&postid=165941
Hi, Tony. Before there were even digital cameras and scanners, my ex really surprised me one day. Even though this was years ago I still remember a lot of the sensations like it happened an hour ago.
We were out skating on a lake in Minnesota where we have a family place. At the point it had frozen that year there was no wind so for a while it was like a sheet of glass nine miles long. We were down in the next bay skating along and having some kind of a pretty involved discussion when she suddenly turned around in front of me and shoved me. I fell over on my back and she skated up to me and without hesitation just stepped up onto my chest and just stood there with her hands on her hips looking down at me with this big grin on her beautiful face.
I was kind of shocked, amazed at her and how immediately sensual the feeling was. Before we were married she had started trampling me but this was something entirely new and I didn't know exactly how to feel.
My next reaction to the sharp pressure even through my coat was (of course like a good "trample slut") to wonder what it would be like if I took my coat off. I was going to play this game out and see if she'd go along.
I shoved her off and rolled over, taking my coat off and laid back down on my back with just my shirt on. To my surprise she just stepped back up onto my belly.
She asked me if I was ready to admit she was right. (Don't even remember what the argument was about, of course. )So this was how we'd play it out?!
When I didn't respond quickly, she rose up with all her weight driving her toe picks down into my belly. Now the sensation was sharper than pressure, a kind of burning even through my shirt. I was shocked that I could endured this and even find it pleasurable and I was getting aroused.
This was a challenge so I pushed her off again, sat up and took my shirt off, laying down again on my shirt and coat on the ice bare-chested. It was about 15 degrees F at that point and I wasn’t even aware of it. Lol
She just shook her head, smiled at me and stepped right up again onto my belly.
Now I was in pain. The edges of her runners were biting into my skin and the points of the toe picks felt like they were poking little holes in me. It was kind of beyond pain to a burning sensation now.
She bounced slightly and then started to walk around on my belly, pushing her toes picks in and I lost any power to resist. As she sank into my belly the burning sensation was too much to resist, even through my endorphin soaked nerve endings and I just croaked, “ok, ok, you win; I give up.
She just bounced kind of hard once and stepped off with a final dig of her toe pick.
I just lay there for a few moments, kind of shocked that I had done this and that my beautiful wife had started this and then so readily gone along with it. And feeling the effects now, I slowly propped myself up and looked down at my belly which was a maze of deep red lines and even some patterns of tiny cuts where she had shoved her toe picks down into me.
I looked up at her and she just grinned again, looking at my belly, and said, “oops, I guess that’ll teach you.”
We were about 100 yards off shore, close enough for a neighbor and friend of ours who happened to be out in her front yard to have seen the whole thing. We heard this clapping from the shore and realized for the first time that we had not been alone. We just waved to her. What else could we do? I put my shirt back on, collected my jacket and we headed back to the house and went from there.
Oh, and when we were walking down the little sand road a few hours later we passed by the back of our neighbor’s house. She was out by her garage. I started to apologize for the scene but she just said, “That was pretty cool, don’t worry about it.” I was so young and naïve in this that it never occurred to me to even follow up. At about 5"10" - about 7 inches taller than my wife, that would have been deadly. Oh, well.
The sensation and the marks remained for a few days and I guess, as you can see, the memory for a lifetime.
I know no one but you guys would ever begin to understand this. Well, maybe not entirely true because that was not the last time.
Thanks, Tony, for another trip down amnesia lane.
Tbone