Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
ENGLISH SPEAKINGMy friend and I both wear beautiful and very expensive Louboutins. We have a slave to act as our doormat, but he will not be allowed to lick them. He will have to undergo our very painful trampling, the only way he will have to come into contact with our shoes.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday Im going to take some exercise. To assist me I have my slave on his back, and Im going to enjoy making him suffer. With all my weight I give him a good jump sitting, also a good head standing. His moans go unnoticed as I continue to pummel him. What a blast!! Im having great fun getting fit while flattening my Marmalized Pet
ITALIAN SPEAKINGI have a beautiful new pair of black leather designer boots. I want to try them out and see how comfortable they are while inflicting pain. I have my bitch naked on the floor, and I?m going to give him a painful throat standing. I also use my sharp stiletto heel to trample his body and continue with my painful stiletto Neck Work?
Zeida and I are tired of wearing our high-heeled shoes and after stepping on this slave we decide to have them taken off. We dont want to soil the beautiful tights we are wearing and we climb on him again. The trampling is very intense and hard, we trample him together and alternately. We focus mainly on his head. We trample his face with both feet both frontally and sideways. His nose often disappears under our feet and all our weight. His face and head are always under our pantyhose. With stomps I target his nose, my foot comes down hard and rhythmically on his face. I know my slave well and I want to make him suffer as much as possible. His face always turns red and on his body the marks caused by the heels from the previous trampling are still evident.
I am in my studio with Mistress Bella Lugosi who has come to visit me from Berlin. We are both wearing our beautiful black Louboutin pumps with razor-sharp heels. The slave is caged in fear ready to feel them on his body. We make him get out and lie down between us and with our heels piled on Bella Lugosi devotes herself to his balls while I devote myself to his nipples. We step on him, climb on him together and he moans in pain. His moans annoy us so we put a ball gag in his mouth. We continue to sink our heels into his chest, his belly, his nipples and his cock. We scratch his belly and chest and the marks are more and more evident. Thanks to the ball gag his moans are definitely less annoying. With our stilettos we continue hammering his nipples, twisting and sinking them mercilessly before stomping him again. He suffers so much, the pain is more and more unbearable and when he gives in, before we put him back in the cage, we make him kiss our shoes.
For the making of this video I involved my followers on my social profiles. I held a poll in which I asked which shoes with heels I should wear to trample hard my slave. People voted and chose well and tastefully.The slave does not know which shoes I will use and waits for me lying down and with his hands tied on the throne platform. The atmosphere is hellish and red is the dominant colour as are the marks that will remain on his body… He wont be able to defend himself and my trampling will be merciless! I approach him wearing my new leather outfit and my white Cesare Paciotti sandals with the profile of the metal heel in the shape of a sword. I trample him roughly without giving him a break. My sharp heels sink into him like blades and leave very obvious marks. For him it will be like being in the underworld, there will be no break but only so much pain and suffering.Then I sit on him and change my shoes. I am now wearing my red Le Silla with the gold metal heel. I love trampling him in these shoes that he adores for their beauty and fears for their badness. The heels sink, disappear into his belly and pierce his chest. I hear his cries of pain, they excite me and push me to hurt him more and more.The marks of the treatment he has undergone are clearly evident….
For the making of this video I involved my followers on my social profiles. I held a poll in which I asked which shoes with heels I should wear to trample hard my slave. People voted and chose well and tastefully.The slave does not know which shoes I will use and waits for me lying down and with his hands tied on the throne platform. The atmosphere is hellish and red is the dominant colour as are the marks that will remain on his body… He wont be able to defend himself and my trampling will be merciless! I approach him wearing my new leather outfit and my white Cesare Paciotti sandals with the profile of the metal heel in the shape of a sword. I trample him roughly without giving him a break. My sharp heels sink into him like blades and leave very obvious marks. For him it will be like being in the underworld, there will be no break but only so much pain and suffering.Then I sit on him and change my shoes. I am now wearing my red Le Silla with the gold metal heel. I love trampling him in these shoes that he adores for their beauty and fears for their badness. The heels sink, disappear into his belly and pierce his chest. I hear his cries of pain, they excite me and push me to hurt him more and more.The marks of the treatment he has undergone are clearly evident….
I am a guest of Mistress Zeida in her Dracula Femdom Castle. My slave is waiting for us lying on the stones at the foot of the walls and we are ready to trample him with our stiletto heels. For the occasion I am wearing my beautiful Casadei blades and I am sure they will hurt him a lot. When we are close to him we enjoy poking his nipples, belly, chest, arms and hands with our heels. He is afraid and I sense it because I know him well; he knows that I can really hurt him with these shoes. I climb on him, my heels sink into his flesh and I hear his moans of pain. The marks are immediately evident and it is exceptional for me to see him in pain like this. I get off and it is Zeidas turn, who enjoys sinking her heels as they disappear into his belly. We dont give him a moments respite and when we are not on top of him our heels prick his skin. In turn we continue to step on him and brand his skin where the marks left by our stilettos and the imprints of our soles are evident. The square marks of my blades heels and the round ones of Zeidas can be seen on his body. He is exhausted and cant take it any more so we leave him in his misery and leave.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGCUSTOM REQUEST – Here is my doormat, my mat, ready for torment. Today will be really hard because I really want to have fun on you, Ill crush you, Ill trample you good. It will be at least 15 interminable minutes for you. Lets get started, dont complain so much, Im not going down, I dont feel any pity. Youre just a mat that has to fit under me. You feel my sweet weight crushing all your bones, youre already changing color, youre red. Were just at the beginning, theres still a long way to go, you have to resist also because theres a nice surprise for you soon. Admire my riding boots how beautiful they are, youre really lucky you see them right up close. Well now I want to raise the level I will crush you with more beautiful boots. Look at what a beautiful heel they have, they will leave you incredible holes. Lets start, I really want to destroy you, Ill ruin you a lot, at most tomorrow Ill have another doormat. They hurt so much right? Lets continue, Im having a lot of fun. I dont believe you, you are undergoing atrocious torment. After being up for a while and relaxing, you have to see what nice signs I made on you, they will last you for a long time, youre all red. Is there anyone who wants to try to resist? I welcome it very willingly, in fact my heels will welcome you!
I am a guest of Mistress Zeida in her Dracula Femdom Castle. My slave is waiting for us lying on the stones at the foot of the walls and we are ready to trample him with our stiletto heels. For the occasion I am wearing my beautiful Casadei blades and I am sure they will hurt him a lot. When we are close to him we enjoy poking his nipples, belly, chest, arms and hands with our heels. He is afraid and I sense it because I know him well; he knows that I can really hurt him with these shoes. I climb on him, my heels sink into his flesh and I hear his moans of pain. The marks are immediately evident and it is exceptional for me to see him in pain like this. I get off and it is Zeidas turn, who enjoys sinking her heels as they disappear into his belly. We dont give him a moments respite and when we are not on top of him our heels prick his skin. In turn we continue to step on him and brand his skin where the marks left by our stilettos and the imprints of our soles are evident. The square marks of my blades heels and the round ones of Zeidas can be seen on his body. He is exhausted and cant take it any more so we leave him in his misery and leave.
