Sunday evening, Im relaxing on my soft black leather sofa, but rest is not for me, it bores me. I call the slave who promptly arrives crawling and I tell him that I want to play a little to break the boredom of this evening. I have him lie down on the sofa and get up on him: my long and muscular legs in pantyhose begin to walk on this soft human carpet. As I walk, kick and jump, my slave sinks deeper and deeper into the sofa. After several facestandings I start having fun and boredom disappears: meanwhile the slave deforms under my weight and turns red from the effort. Before I leave him, after yet another facestanding, I touch his nose which now looks like play dough for how much I have crushed it.
Tag: Lady Scarlet
Lady Scarlet – Lick the mud!
I come home after a walk in the park with friends. My slave is waiting for me laying down like a doormat and I explain to him that I really need a mat because my shoes are all dirty with mud, real and filthy mud. I get on top of him, rub my shoes a little to clean them and his chest starts to turn brown. I enjoy it and keep walking back and forth, I like to hear the sound of the mud between my soles and his skin. I also get on his face, crush it, dirty it and leave brown marks on his cheeks. Still not entirely happy, I order him to open his mouth and lick my shoes to complete the cleaning and in the end I want to see his tongue filthy and brown.
Lady Scarlet – Punishment for the swaggering slave
This slave made a great mistake with naivety and impertinence. In the absence of his mistresses he dared to sit on the throne to talk on the phone, defiling a symbol of power that he can only approach by crawling. Unfortunately for him he is caught red-handed and mercilessly punished by me and Mistress Gaia. We throw him to the ground, beat him, insult him, destroy his phone and make him eat it. We crush him under our boots and step on him together until we kick him out and he crawls out like a worm.
Lady Scarlet – “Buffalo brand”
This doormat salve is here in front of me: he is ready to try all my weight and I cant wait to try my new shoes on him. With my Buffalo shoes I can crush his entire head under one foot but I want to get there slowly. I start with his hand, I squeeze it under my feet until I hear the sound of its bones, then walk on his arm before climbing onto the abdomen. He is soft, flaccid, I insult him and punish him by jumping on him with increasing strength. My sole is now on his face and I crush his skull: it is a feeling of absolute power. Before leaving him to his miserable fate, I enjoy running and jumping on his abdomen for one last time.
Lady Scarlet – Hotel room sofa
Sitting in this hotel room, Im thinking whether to lie down and relax or… My sadistic disposition prevails and I call the slave. I make him lie down on the sofa and tell him that now he will be my personal sofa. I place my veiled feet on him and stand up. They sink into his fat, and he sinks into the sofa. Too funny. I taste it and keep crushing it. I step on it all over his body, even on his genitals. I also get on his face (close-ups) and all my weight sinks. He becomes one with that sofa, and I now sitting on him and with my feet on his face, I have found my comfortable position.
Lady Scarlet – Destroyed hands in a hotel room
I am angry. I told the slave to fix the hotel room where we have been staying since last night and to do the cleaning well. I want him to do them and not the employees. He must be the most submissive slave! The last of his rank! But unfortunately he didnt do a good job and Im disappointed. I call him at my feet, tapping the boot on the floor. I blame him for his negligence and tell him to show me his hands. They are too nice, they are not the hands of a worker. Be smart! But Ill fix them for him now … I make him put them under the feet of the stool and I crush them, sitting down or standing up on the stool. Then I make him put them on the stool and I sit comfortably on the bed next to me, stretching my legs and placing the heels of my boots on his hands. I climb on them, crush them under my soles. Or I squeeze them under my butt. There are also close-up scenes to show the trampling action well. By alternating all of these positions, he will eventually find his hands destroyed and walk away whining and repenting.