CUSTOM REQUESTI would like a video where you use me as a doormat, show me your deadliest heels and then weigh yourself.
Tag: Mistress Gaia
MISTRESS GAIA – TRAMPLING FOR PUNISHMENT – HD
ITALIAN SPEAKINGMy slave disobeyed, did not eat all my chocolate as he has to doevery day. Here is the punishment: at my feet, indeed under my feet. Trampled by thesharp heels of my beautiful boots. I play with them. I climb up and down as if it were aslip-on. Then I stop and start piercing him with my heels: chest, belly, nipples.I spare nothing of him. I dont give a damn about his moans. And when he is wellpierced that he looks like a gruyere, I turn him over on his stomach, and begin thetreatment on that side as well. He cannot evade or dodge. The heel is likea nail, and his skin is made to be pierced. By me, who is her absolute mistress.
MISTRESS GAIA – BAREFOOT TRAMPLING – HD
I am with my friend Mistress Ludovica Luxury, and we are having fun trampling on one of our slaves. We decide to trample him barefoot, with all our weight. We take turns with each other, and the slave was really lucky to be in contact with our feet!
MISTRESS GAIA – MY SUBMISSIVE CARPET – HD
ITALIAN SPEAKINGThe slave trampled at my pleasure. Today gymnastics on my slave used as a mat. ?puny , I know. But I dont give a damn. I climb on it barefoot and begin to moveon his body the way I like. One foot I stick in his mouth. With the other I touch his already straight cockand aroused. But it is on his neck that I enjoy insisting. How long does it last? Just long enough for him tounderstand who is in charge. He endures everything. He knows he has no more options.
MISTRESS GAIA – WE ENJOY YOUR EVERY SUPPLICATION – HD
There?s nothing more satisfying than stepping all over a human doormat. My friend and I indulge in the pleasure of digging the sharp heels of our boots into the body of a useless slave, who can do nothing but endure in silence. We crush him mercilessly, ignoring his pathetic pleas, savoring every gasp of pain. When we finally decide to stop, we burst into laughter at the sight of his battered body?an artwork of cruelty, imprinted with the marks of our soles and the perfect circles of our heels.
MISTRESS GAIA – TRAMPLING DUO FLAT BOOTS & FACESITTING POWER – HD
Two Mistresses. One human doormat.We lay him flat on the floor, ready to feel the full weight of our disdain. Wearing our flatheeled boots, we begin walking all over his body, slowly and deliberately, enjoying every groan, every strained breath. We step on his chest, his belly, and when he moans too loud? we sit right on his face, silencing him with our bodies. Then it starts again: more trampling, more pressure, watching him squirm under our soles. We turn him into a living rug. No mercy?just shared pleasure and total control.
MISTRESS GAIA – NECK TRAMPLING – HD
Today I want to trample one of my slaves, but I wont limit myself to classic trampling on the body. In fact, I want to test the strength of his neck. My boots will literally leave him breathless!
MISTRESS GAIA – POINTS OF PAIN – HD
ITALIAN SPEAKINGI have my slave in a very vulnerable position. With him on the floor and his cock in the cock table, he is going to experience pain and I will enjoy making him suffer. As I trample his cock with my designer stiletto heels, all he can do is beg for mercy. Not today? With piercing accuracy, I marmalize his tiny piece of manhood with my razor sharp Points Of Pain?
MISTRESS GAIA – PONYBOY TRAMPLING – HD
I have summoned my pony slave, but I will not ride him. I want to trample him because he has not satisfied me in riding the last few times, so I have to find a new role for him. Im satisfied with this first trampling training, we can continue in the future!
MISTRESS GAIA – MAN REDUCED TO DOORMAT – HD
Here he is, our devoted slave. He waits half-naked for us to profit from him. And we please him. We make him lie at the foot of the sofa where we comfortably sit and we humiliate him by crushing him under our divine feet. Feet in our mouths, kicks in our faces, trampling, rubbing our soles in his face; nothing is missing from the repertoire. He gasps as he realises our fury. And we revel in it. A man reduced to a doormat, at our complete disposal. The scent of our sweaty feet will linger on him for a long time.
