Gothic Queen Lucia Haycock: Punishment with Barefoot Face TramplingIt was a gloomy afternoon when Lucia Haycock decided to give her foot slave a very special treatment once again. In her world, he was nothing more than a living floora loyal servant who had the honor of submitting beneath her soles. The hairs on the back of her neck stood on end with anticipation; it was time to remind him why he had fallen for her.With a mischievous smile, Lucia entered the room, her bare feet touching the floor almost tenderly before she bent over him. Ready for round two? she asked in a voice that was both challenging and playful. He lay on his back, his gaze fixed upwards, already anticipating what awaited him.Step by step, she approached him until her feet landed gently but firmly on his head. The sensation of her weight gently pressing him down filled him with a mixture of shock and delight. You are my floor, and I am going to use you as you deserve, she murmured, a hint of amusement in her voice.Lucia began to play, shifting her feet back and forth. Sometimes she pressed harder, sometimes she eased offa constant game of cat and mouse. When she stood firmly on his head with both feet, he could feel the pressure blurring his world. This is what you want, isnt it? she asked with a grin, as she punished him with another heavy, pounding step.His face was flattened, and the feeling of being nothing more than a living piece of furniture seemed to both frighten and excite him. Lucia was enjoying every second; she was the mistress, and he was her floor. At that moment, the world around them was forgotten by both of them; only the small kicks and the dominant smell of their feet remained a small hint of power and submission that slid through the room.
