Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
ENGLISH SPEAKINGI enjoy nothing more than to have a little footstool to rest my feet. However, theres always plenty of scope to make my bitch suffer. I am wearing a beautiful pair of new designer stiletto heels, and Im going to test their sharpness on my slave stomach. I want to hear him squeal for me as I make him suffer with every pulverizing dig into his skin, as I give him a painful trampling Stiletto Style
ITALIAN SPOKENIts the first time that I use this slave for trampling. He is a good whipping-boy and ponyboy, hes my personal toilet slave and now I have decided to train him as a human carpet. Being the first time, I do not expect him to resist too long, also considering that I will be wearing stiletto heels; however, I want to see if hes fit for the extreme trampling I use to performe on my slaves. He is clearly suffering under my weight, my heels painfully puncture his skin, but he makes every effort to resist and not give-up. Now he is groaning, while I increase the pressure on his belly; he tries to say something but he is so out of breath, that can only emit indiscernible sounds. Finally he cannot stand any longer and plead for mercy. He lasted 4 minutes, not bad for the first time, but far from what I will require. Next time he needs to double this time, otherwise he will be relegated to the role of toilet-slave!!!
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.
This is the zoom action of the clip Super Facestanding.We want to get into the head of this doormat that he cannot touch our heels without our permission and he cannot take any initiative. And what better way than to crush his head to impress our rules well? I already start with my heels while Gaia sinks hers on his body. After that we remain barefoot and focus on his face. It will be an extreme and merciless facestanding! Four feet both alternating and simultaneously on the face of this doormat!
A doormat for two mistresses, four sharp heels ready to pierce the flesh of his naked body lying on the floor. Im with my friend Victoria for this afternoon of luxury trampling, black stockings and shiny stiletto heels. We trample every part of his body, trunk, hands, legs, balls and cock: we have no mercy even hearing his moans of pain which, on the contrary, amuse us. We help each other with a bar hanging from the ceiling and even conclude with a few jumps to better impress the marks of our shoes on his skin.
Two mats at my disposal today, different colors but both made of flesh in which I will sink my sharp heels. I help myself by holding on to the chains fixed to the ceiling but despite this their cries of pain are excruciating and bother me. So I take off my shoes and continue barefoot, stepping from one to the other without touching the ground, walking, running, jumping and even crushing their heads. I like to feel the skull bones deform under my weight and I challenge them to a contest: one foot each on their head and lets see who will be the first to give up
There are three of us today wanting to play with this slaves genitals, me Gea and Cleo with our sharp heels against this useless worm. We have prepared him lying naked on the floor, with his cock sticking out of the hole in the table and well tied with a purple ribbon so that it will always be there at our disposal. We approach slowly with our stiletto heels that mark the seconds almost like a countdown that separates the slave from the destruction of his balls. With our feet on the coffee table we immediately start squashing this soft little dick without sparing his balls of course. Each hit of our shoes and heels pinches and stabs his flesh: the slave complains and so in turn we silence him with a shoe resting on his mouth. I want to try to crush him even with my bare feet and so I take off my shoes followed by my friends too: I love the sensation of his balls bursting under my feet while I crush him as if they were made of rubber. We finish with three feet at the same time on his cock until he cant stand it anymore and we abandon him to his sufferings.
There are situations and desires that can be realized in any place, always maintaining each other role. I was swimming in a pool with this worm and suddenly I decided to make trampling with him in the water; I ordered the slave to get into the water, naked, and o lie down on the pool floor. I had fun walking many times on his belly and the funny thing was that he couldnt say anything; he could not beg me to stop or ask for help; he could only stay there, under my fee,t which were pressing on his body, making him suffer for my enjoyment. Once in a whil, I allowed him to get some air, but only for a few seconds, then he had to return to his place, under my feet, for my pleasure.
ITALIAN LANGUAGEMy doormat has greased and this bothers me a lot. He should always keep fit for his Miss! Instead he did not and for this I will step on him with my heels without any mercy! I approach him almost gently, showing the sandals I am wearing well, without telling him the reason for my punishment. I make him kiss them in greeting and submission and then I step on him. My heels immediately sink into the fat. I enjoy crushing him, I sink more and more. I even jump on him and he squirms like pudding. Too funny! While I laugh he complains. I can stay even without hands, in balance. Now he is all pitted, he begs me for mercy. I walk away without saying anything but hoping that with my actions he has guessed what has bothered me…
Im heading to a party with my friends Cleo and Gabriella when suddenly we hear a whistle. We turn around and see this loser on the sidewalk in front of us looking at us and trying to make compliments but unfortunately he is messing with the wrong people. We get closer because we want to understand what his intentions are, he thought he was paying compliments and having fun with us but we will be the only ones to have fun today We immediately drag him to the ground and start giving him a good lesson: stick out his tongue to clean our dirty soles and then in turns we step on him for a nice trampling. He begins to regret his gesture and when he cant take it anymore we make him crawl to a corner of the street where we leave him like a garbage bag.
