Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
In this clip I appear in a bikini with tall boots on high heels and walk all over my slaves bare torso. The weight of my body and the sharp heels make every step a real challenge for him. He moans, begs, and finally cant hold back his lust anymore he pulls down his underwear and starts to masturbate. He pleads with me to kick him harder with my boots, desperate to reach his climax under my merciless domination. In the end, he gets what he craves.
Are you happy that your face will be a doormat for your mistress again? And that your tongue will be used by her to wipe her dirty shoe soles off on? But today, youll suffer more than usual … my hiking boots are still a little dirty … and Im going on my next hiking trip soon … so they need to be properly cleaned! These brutal boot soles with the deep tread will leave long-lasting impressions on your skin and easily crush anything underneath them! And youll also lick them clean … youll stick out your tongue and Ill wipe my dirty boot soles over it to get the dirt out of the deep tread. I really dont know what your face will look like when Im done with you today … or whats going to be left of it … but I also dont care – youre just a doormat and a shoe-cleaning rag!
This is a continuation from the previous clip with the amazing and stunning Jenna Jae- Introducing to You Jenna Jae; As you probably know the previous clip was warming up for my slave and now I am wearing my black leather worn boots with high heels, so I can enjoy the trampling even more. Honestly I love that kind of trampling because I dont put much effort and the slave is suffering a lot. But this time Ive added trampling on his testicles, because it is more fun (for me) and I feel like doing it. As soon as I started crushing his balls I noticed that my boy is in a lot of pain which brings me so much pleasure. I apply pressure and he suffers. This is just perfect for me.
I take control with every step, walking over my slaves body with full authority. His body is crushed under my boots as I press down on him, showing him exactly where he belongsbeneath my soles. He can do nothing but endure my weight as I walk all over him, completely at my mercy.
The slave is waiting for us lying in the middle of the studio, wearing a mask and black boxer shorts. We join him dressed in riding clothes and boots. We will crush him under the soles of our boots with all our weight. We take turns and simultaneously trample his body without mercy. While one tramples him, the other rests her soles on his face to make him worship them. The most fun is when we trample him together; he really struggles to bear our weight. Our trampling gives him no respite until we realize that he is truly at the limit of his strength and decide to leave him in pain on the floor.
I walk with absolute control, using his body as nothing more than a surface beneath my boots. His chest and limbs take my full weight as I move across him, reminding him of his place beneath my feet. He is my human carpet, ****** to endure each crushing step I take.
This slaves hands are going to suffer a lot today – not only am I going to trample them under the hard soles of my riding boots – but on top of that, the boots are really dirty and the dirt will act like sandpaper on his skin as I walk over his hands and grind my boots on them. He really struggles to deal with the pain my full body weight causes his fragile fingers and weak hands – and with the pain the dirt causes his skin – and the with the fear of his fingers actually being damaged for a long time by the hard boot soles. But for me its a lot of fun … I enjoy hearing his screams of pain and seeing the feat in his eyes. Lets see how long it takes to get my boots nicely clean again!
ENGLISH SPEAKING Today I dressed as a horsewoman, shiny black boots, tight pants. But it is not with a horse that I spend my time. A beast yes, that animal of my slave. I make him lie bare-chested and begin to climb on his stomach and belly. I have boots with razor-sharp heels, which I bought especially for him. Every time I climb on him a red hole appears in his flesh. Each time I insist a few moments longer, stay on him and hurt him more, so that the hole deepens. He groans in pain, the poor man. But he accepts it all. I jump on him, put both feet together with my heels hurting him, look for his weak points, the most delicate ones. I crush his head also. I slaughter him. My dominant figure towers over him and reduces him to a sore mat. Maybe he cries,but I dont care. He learns that he belongs to me, only to me, and that I do with him what I want.
In this clip I walk all over my slaves body in boots, pressing him down under my full weight. He lies on the floor while I step on his chest, stomach, and body again and again. The sound of my boots and the sight of him being treated like a human carpet make this session intense and merciless. Pure domination and control through trampling.
The slave is waiting for us lying in the middle of the studio, wearing a mask and black boxer shorts. We join him dressed in riding clothes and boots. We will crush him under the soles of our boots with all our weight. We take turns and simultaneously trample his body without mercy. While one tramples him, the other rests her soles on his face to make him worship them. The most fun is when we trample him together; he really struggles to bear our weight. Our trampling gives him no respite until we realize that he is truly at the limit of his strength and decide to leave him in pain on the floor.
