This is a continuation from the previous 4 clips which were filmed with the amazing and sadistic Lady Scarlet. The following clips you see below.- Lady Scarlet – Your Face is my Boot Rest- Lady Scarlet – Your Hands and Fingers Belong Beneath my Boots- Lady Scarlet – Ignored CBT Bootrest with Cumshot- Lady Scarlet – Your Tongue Belongs to my Dirty SolesAs you are aware the slave is already absolutely knackered, but The Mistress has one more idea in mind for him. She didnt trample him using her high heels and this is what is about to happen. Basically he is just a new carpet for her and she wants to enjoy leaving some nice and beautiful heel marks on his body. The slave is suffering a lot in this clip, but Lady Scarlet is enjoying the trampling so much. He is holding her boots in an attempt to prevent her from digging her sharp high heels into his body, but it doesnt help him at all. Lady Scarlet just keeps going, not showing him any mercy. She is a very sadistic Goddess. Honestly she spent most of the time during the clip on his vulnerable and skinny body trampling his front, his back for only two minutes and a little bit of his balls. The slave is in a lot of pain, moaning and nearly crying at some point. You can see he is struggling a lot to cope with the pain. Well thats unfortunate for him, but such a pleasure for Lady Scarlet.You know by now the sadistic and cruel style of Lady Scarlet, so enjoy this amazing trampling.
Im returning to the dungeon with 4 friends for a party with some slaves when we see a familiar face on the ground in an alley… Its a slave who was waiting for us and in doing so he fell resting on the floor like a bum, disgusting… We leave him on the ground where he deserves to be and we start making him taste our sharp heels: shoes, ankle boots, leather boots, all with high and sharp heels that in turn stick into the flesh of this flaccid slave. His screams increase as well as the red marks but not satisfied we make him lie down on an iron grate and we start trampling him again while his back breaks under our weight.
Lady Layla wears her lovely high boots.She walks over her female slave and makes traces on the head, on arms, on legs and on the body. A video from Creative-Arts.at
Goddess Tracy: I want to dance on you.I work at the bar in a techno club and after my work shift I like to dance on the dance floor for 1 to 2 hours and let the night end. Now I want to dance on you. You become my floor, you become my dance floor. I will kick you and crush you under my feet. I will use my dirty boots, my worn-out socks and my bare feet. You will love every moment that I stand on you, dance on you and destroy you.
If you have seen the previous video then you will know that because of this useless slave my friend Dula and I will have to prepare lunch on our own and we at least want to make ourselves comfortable to do it. The slave seems to have understood the lesson and brings us something comfortable: he first takes off my boots and puts some slippers on my feet and then switches to Dulas sneakers which he replaces with comfortable flip flops. Before we get to work we have to decide what to do with him and in fact we notice that a mat is missing in the kitchen… We leave him there in the center and start preparing a some pasta by passing over and over him as if he didnt exist, as if he were an inanimate piece of furniture. Nonetheless, we never miss an opportunity to vent our sadism, like when I climb onto Dulas shoulders to open the window and the poor doormat has to bear the weight of both of us. In a few minutes the pasta is ready and we sit on him to eat it as if to show him that after all it didnt take that long to prepare this dish…
I want to play another mean hand trampling game with the slave. His hands are already sore, but I want to hurt him even more. I explain the rules to him … Ill trample his hands, stand on them … and he can kiss my boots to free his hands – if Im satisfied with his boot kiss, Ill get off his hands … but if Im not satisfied with his kiss, Ill stomp his hand as a punishment. And I also brought along my riding crop – just to point out where hes supposed to kiss my boot … and maybe for some extra fun 😀 And to top off his humiliation, I grab his phone and snap some nice photos and videos with his phone … could be fun to share these on his personal social media accounts, dont you think?!
Goddess Luna is here again. Shes got brand new Dr Martens and she wants to test them out on the slave. As we know this is the best way.Straight from the beginning The Goddess started to trample the skinny slave only on his front the entire clip. There is no trampling on his back. Anyway, standing on him most of the time Goddess Luna really enjoys the beautiful boot prints she is leaving on his vulnerable red skin. Laughing at him while he is suffering and ignoring him from time to time while doing some stuff on her phone Goddess Luna enjoys using the slave as a personal human floor. Actually she spends most of time using his body rather than using the actual wooden floor instead. There are also a couple of moments of ball crushing, a little bit of hand trampling and some walkover, but the trampling is mostly on his chest and stomach.At the end of the clip The Goddess just keeps standing on the slave as he is just something that belongs beneath her boots.
Its time for lunch and with my friend Dula I head towards the kitchen where we had left a slave to prepare food for us. Once in the kitchen, however, we find him sitting on the counter messing around and all he offers us to eat are an orange and a banana… After a few seconds this do-nothing finds himself on the floor amidst our screams and slaps: he really deserves an exemplary punishment and we therefore decide to trample on him with all the sadism we have. We dont even have time to undress him, we have little interest in seeing the signs of trampling, we just want to punish him painfully and so he quickly finds himself under Dulas sneakers and my Casadei boots, which crush him simultaneously and everywhere, in particular his head and face in order to cover his mouth so as not to hear his pathetic excuses anymore. Now that we have punished him well, however, we have an even bigger appetite and at this point it will be our turn to cook: we send him to get us some slippers to get comfortable and start preparing food.
I come back home and find my doormat lying on the floor waiting for me. He knows I demand that kind of welcome. My boots are all dirty coming in from outside, and stepping on him you can see footprints on the shirt. I keep my hands in my pockets, its cool in here… I realize that the idiot hasnt lit the fireplace! Now Ill have to warm up, and under the circumstances the best way is to intensify the trampling. I crush his belly, chest, genitals, face and stomp him. I also make him lick my soles while Im on him. I order him to immediately light the fireplace while I go to change, but to make it more painful for him, I step on his hands thoroughly before walking away…
While Im on the phone with a friend – the slaves kneeling on the floor and I walk back and forth over this hands and fingers. The mean tread and the hard heels of my boots cause him a lot of pain – but I instructed him clearly to be quiet and not to disturb my phone call. And he tries his best to keep quiet, although thats getting more and more difficult as I continue to walk and stand on his hands, crush his fingers under my heels and leave imprints from the boots treads all over his hands! After a few minutes, my friend notices the screams of pain in the background, and I explain to her what Im doing right now … so I make the slave tell her on the phone that its his free will to be tormented by me! And since shes pretty fed up with men currently … I spontaneously invite her to come over and give the slave the same treatment!