Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday I?m wearing a beautiful pair of black designer thigh length boots. I?m going to enjoy making my slave suffer under some severe pressure. I?ll focus on his neck and chest. Using my full weight, I dig my stiletto heels deep into his chest making it difficult for him to breathe. Also, applying maximum pressure on his throat to give him some serious Neck Pain?
Wearing my sturdy shoes, I walk across his chest and stomach without mercy. The hard soles grind into his skin as I treat him like nothing more than a floor under my dominant weight. He stays still, knowing this is his purposeto be beneath me while I trample him in my everyday footwear.
I walk over my slave, my boots pressing down firmly as his body lies helpless beneath me. Each step ****** him deeper into the floor, reminding him of his place under my soles. He is my human carpet, ****** to endure every crushing step I take with no escape.
With each step, I walk across his body, my boots pressing deeply into him. He lies there, helpless and obedient beneath my feet, enduring every ounce of my weight. His submission is mine to control, and I take pleasure in using him as my path with no mercy.
With each step I take, his body is ****** deeper into the floor. My boots press into him, leaving no room for escape. He lies there beneath me, enduring every ounce of my weight as I walk over him without mercy. His body serves as my path, and his submission is my pleasure.
My boots press heavily into his body as I walk over him, asserting my dominance with every step. He lies beneath me, helpless and obedient, while I crush him underfoot. His body becomes my path, each step reminding him of his place beneath my powerful soles.
Sophie is wearing her hard high heel leather boots and steps all over her slave her heels are very thin and really hurt him, she doesnt care as she walks all over him and steps on and off him whilst talking to another girl who is off camera.
Each step I take on his body is a reminder of my power. My boots crush him beneath my weight, his body nothing more than a surface for me to walk on. He submits to every step, trapped under my soles with no escape, as I enjoy my dominance over him.
I dont take off my shoesI dont need to. He lies on the hard floor as I step on him in my everyday street shoes, my full weight pressing down with each step. His body absorbs the pressure while I enjoy the satisfying control beneath my soles. Hes just a path for my boots.
I walk across his body without hesitation, my boots digging into his skin with each step. His chest, stomach, and legs are crushed beneath my feet as I assert my dominance. He is nothing but a surface for me to walk on, ****** to endure my weight and power.
