Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
An afternoon of trampling for 5 friends who meet at home in an informal way, with casual clothing and two mats at their disposal. With my friends we form a nice mixed group, different heights and weights, and different shoes. We stomp, walk, and leap on their abdomens, chests, and faces as the doormats try to suffer decorously in silence under our soles. We take off our shoes and continue barefoot until we are satisfied and leave them where we found them.
There is a young woman under my feet today, a tiny waiting for me lying on the floor belly down. I dont waste time and climb on her back even before taking off my heels to make her understand right away that it will be a difficult day for her? I let her take off my shoes and start trampling her back with my feet, only a thin layer of nylon separates me from her bones that I hear crunching under my weight. I continue mercilessly, she moans in pain but I silence her by pressing her face to the ground with a foot on the back of her neck.
I enter the room in My underwear and wearing the Wolfords that this jerk gave Me. He compliments Me on how beautiful I am and how good the tights fit Me. I reply that today I want to try them on him and he enthusiastically thinks that I intend to use him as a footrest. Yes, more or less… My concept of placing My feet on his face is different, at least today when I intend to crush him and flatten his face! And so, after having taken off the Casadei, I start a long facestanding interspersed with a few kicks always in the face… Now My feet are well printed on him! This is My way of reciprocating his gift…
Its cold here at this altitude in the mountains but luckily I always carry my human carpet with me. I have just parked the car but before starting the excursion I need to warm up and I will do it by stepping on my slave. He is waiting for me lying on the ground without a shirt, I dont care if hes cold, Im the one who has to warm up and in any case he will soon have something else to worry about. I step on him with my boots, the heels are heavy and sink into his flesh as I jump and wriggle to warm me up without even sparing his head. He suffers and I get warm and I continue like this until I feel ready and I let him kiss the soles before starting the walk.
Will this slave be suitable to make the carpet for our throne? We test it with our feet. We give it some stomps, some small kicks, but above all we go up its throat. It must have a good resistance to satisfy us, it must know how to dose its breath? In addition to supporting our weight, in fact, it will be its job to suck our toes to massage them and keep them hydrated? a multifunctional mat!
Me and a friend of mine, Gabriella, are getting ready for the video shoot and exchange make-up tips. We completely ignore the slave who acts as our floor? When we remember it, we trample it vigorously, having fun. I barefoot and Gabriella with sneakers, on the body and on the face. Then the bathroom door closes? Will he have survived?
I have a very particular outfit, I combined a nice dark one-piece swimsuit with fluorescent laces with a nice pair of white sneakers with fluorescent laces too. And it is with this clothing that I want to destroy my slave, who awaits me lying with his head fixed in a box ready to be crushed like a worm. I like getting on his face but even more crushing his throat: hearing the noises of suffering as he tries to breathe to survive … While I squeeze him I also take advantage of his tongue to get the soles of my sneakers cleaned, all while I continue to deform his face and crush his throat.
My mat today will also be a dance floor, I want to go wild and dance to my favorite songs. Skirt, black stockings and sneakers, I get on top of him and start dancing as I clearly explain to him that he shouldnt bother me while Im having fun. I jump and walk in time to the music on the abdomen, face and throat of this helpless mat. After a while, I allow him to take off my shoes and I continue to step on him dancing even with bare feet.
I am very elegant and sexy. I wear a dress in leather and satin, and on My feet I wear beautiful limited edition Louboutin shoes with heels 15. Sexy and sadistic, I put My slave on the sling and now I enjoy piercing him with My heels. A suspended trampling… You can see how I sink into his flesh. Lulled into his suffering, I then take off My shoes and continue barefoot, mostly standing on his face.
Me and a friend of mine stand on the side of the bed and watch this stupid slave rest. But the bed is ours how dare he take our place? Now he will pay dearly! We wake him up and dont even give him time to figure out whats going on that were already on top of him. We crush him, sink our feet into him and he sinks into bed. We reproach him but at the same time we are glad he did this bullshit because it sparked in us the desire to punish him. We also start bouncing on him and slave and bed no longer stand out. Before doing any damage to our bed, we move and the trampling continues to the parallels. Body and face will have no respite under our feet. And from today he will learn that we decide what his place is.
