Strict mistresses trampling their slaves
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.
Me and a friend of mine, Gabriella, decide to go for a walk but going down the stairs we notice the slaves head and hands appear. What is this fool doing? But is he sleeping? I step on his head and Gabriella pats him with a shoe and finally gives signs of life. He was waiting for us and he will have put himself like this to attract our attention… Now lets show him! We start stepping on his head and hands, we crush him under our shoes and our weight. He complains, it hurts him. We do the walk on you! Boots with wide heels and sneakers? We have fun until we get tired and while the slave kisses us and licks our shoes, we decide to leave and order him to wait in that position for our return.
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.
I am sitting comfortably on my throne, dominant, elegant, dressed in black with sheer nylon pantyhose and decollete. Under me, lying with his torso on the seat, is the slave with whom I will have fun today. He takes off my heels with his mouth, I stand up on the chair and start a game of trampling and facestanding. My feet sink into his flesh, crush and deform his nose, he has never seen my feet so close and maybe neither have you! To conclude, I sit on his face for a final pose that literally takes the breath away…
It glistens my dress as well as my shoes to charm my little slave who follows my instructions and sucks on my heels. After a while I have her take off my shoes because I want to step on her with my bare feet on her back. She is really tiny and Im almost afraid of breaking her but she actually proves to be quite resistant… Her back creaks at first but then resists even better than my male slaves and as a reward I allow her to lick my feet.
After days of seclusion in a cage I go back to my puppy eager for his mistress. As soon as he sees me coming he immediately gets up on his knees and I offer him the chance to greet me by kissing and sucking the toe and heels of my black boots. I feel like a bit of trampling and I want to do it inside the cage, taking advantage of the opening on the top from which I drop. I land on the soft fat of his belly and start to leave deep marks with my stiletto heels: I squeeze and walk without ever remaining still amidst the screams of pain mixed with pleasure of the slave. I let him take off my boots, the pleasure of discovering my feet veiled in black nylon is immediately interrupted by the blows I inflict on him with my bare feet walking on him. I continue with prolonged facestanding while he sweats like a pig underneath, how disgusting… Now I abandon him again for a few days but this time I leave him my boots to keep him company, Im too caring?
A trip to the mountains, thats what I need to spend some well-deserved holidays. I go up with my car to a clearing where I can enjoy some rest but I almost run over someone… I get out of the car and find him there, lying in front of the hood, my slave never abandons me and he doesnt even leave me one moment to rest. At this point, however, I decide that he will not be run over by my car but by my wedges and by the weight of my body! I get on him, I crush him for good walking and hopping on his face until I get tired and then let him take me home, as he will now be my taxi driver.
Two sadistic Mistresses and their sharp red heels, red like the marks they will leave on the body of this flaccid doormat. His t-shirt is also red but we make him take it off, we want to sink our heels into his flesh without obstacles. We step on him and sink the shots as he moans in vain, we both climb on him laughing as he begs for mercy. When he cant take it anymore we step down and admire the holes and marks we have left on his flesh.
