I love stepping on slaves with my stilettos, and the shoes Gaia and I are wearing are really dangerous. We have wonderful Louboutin sandals on our feet, with studs and very high, very thin heels. With this loser we have agreed on a safeword for when he can no longer bear the pain: RED.We climb on his back, sink our heels into his flesh and dont want to stop. After a few minutes this slave already wants to get us off, but he doesnt remember the safeword and we continue to slaughter him. He is in so much pain that he has forgotten and we continue to trample him and laugh at him. Finally at some point he remembers and when he says the word RED we get off his back. The marks left by his heels on his skin make an impression.
