I am on holiday with two colleagues who are guests of this slave. We are in the mountains and the day is great for walking and humiliating this loser. While we are walking, at the exit of a forest we find a tiny deconsecrated church and we decide to have fun with him. We order him to lie down and we trample him under our boots and amphibians. We climb on top of him, all three of us either together or alone. The trampling is intense all over his body, under our shoes his head, his chest and his balls end up. With his clothes and his tongue we clean our dirty, dusty soles. We take turns slipping off our boots and letting him smell our veiled feet that have walked for hours. The smell is strong and when he refuses to sniff our pantyhose we get on his face with all our weight. I love standing on his cock face and letting him taste the aroma of my veiled feet! Before we let him resume we order him to make the sign of the cross.
