ITALIAN SPEAKING Today my slave suffers for me. Lying at my feet. Motionless. He waits for me to make him suffer. I will use my heels as instruments of suffering. Sharp, they penetrate his sagging flesh, leaving indelible marks on his skin. I move them as I please. On his chest, his belly, his cock rearing with desire. He moans in pain, the asshole. He doesnt know where Ill press my heel. Its a surprise. Now I place my sandaled foot on his fucking face. I squash him like a cockroach. I raise myself up, gripping the plank Ive devised to better maintain my balance. Then I release my grip and my heels penetrate his soft flesh. He screams in pain. His body is marked by the reddish marks of my heels. Bruises everywhere. I enjoy watching him moan. What an asshole, right? And to think he likes it. Hell thank me in the end, and Im sure hell beg me to do them again very soon.
