The Joy of TRAMPLING
ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday Im going to do some trampling on my worm as he is ready to be ************. I will jump on his belly with my dancers, without giving any notice to his complaints. My worm just has to suffer quietly, and be thankful to his mistress. As I make my imprint on his belly, my slut will bear the marks and footprint autograph of Mistress Gaia…
After a nice walk with friends I really need a doormat to clean my boots on. My slave is waiting for me at home ready on the floor and I immediately throw myself on him. I jump on his soft belly and then I stop on his face and finally complete the cleaning by rubbing my soles on his tongue which in the meantime turns black. Im really ruthless, now my boots are clean but I continue to rage by trampling and crushing every part of his body from his genitals to his face.
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.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGI am with two of my Mistress friends and at our feet there is a slave who will be used for our entertainment. He is very thin and we decide to check if he can withstand our jumps. We step on him and then jump on his slender body. In the end we are satisfied with its performance, so we warn it that it will be used again.
My friend Gabriella and I are continuing the punishment of the pervert who thought to take us into the woods and take advantage of us… After leaving him on the ground in mud and snow, now is the time to let him feel our weight, we place him near the barbecue wall and in turn we go up and we let ourselves fall on his abdomen. The wall is high enough and our boots have a nice hard sole – every jump is a powerful blow for this creep who moans in pain and begs for mercy. But instead of stopping we use the wall as a support to walk and jump on him until, tired, we decide that now he will have to use that same barbecue to prepare our food.
This is a continuation from the previous clip we have filmed with the beautiful Miss Jen Bailey. You can find the clip in our store.- Miss Jen Bailey – Riding Boots TramplingSo basically after the first clip Miss Jenny has instructed the slave to keep lying on the floor, because she has something else in mind for him wearing the same riding boots. This time she decided that she wants to jump on him, trampling his hand and standing on him from time to time while having fun doing it. She did 12 jumps by the way which she really enjoyed. A few moments of hand trampling also took place and pretty much the entire clip is filmed in full body camera angle. There are some close ups, but not a lot.
Four princesses star in a fairy tale about a poor skinny white Donkey. They were looking for a prince on a white Donkey, but they only found a humane Donkey. For them, that is enough to have their wishes granted.Lola Megan Tracy Anabel The girls jump from the bed on his belly.
ENGLISH LANGUAGEIt rained all night and this morning I went for a walk in the park in my tank soled ankle boots: they are perfect for these occasions but now they are completely muddy and dirty. I look disgusted at the mud on my shoes but luckily my slave is lying here on the balcony with me to clean them. I also take this opportunity to have fun and I dont just let him lick the dirt but first I get on top of him for some trampling. Standing on his abdomen, I leave mud footprints on his shirt and then have him lick one sole at a time: he is at the same time a doormat and a shoe polisher. The mud is wedged well in the cracks in the soles and I have to jump on my doormat to move it. I keep doing this until my shoes are clean and my slaves tongue and face are filthy.
Im wearing my red converse to trample the slave – but today hes not only going to suffer pain! While I stomp and jump all over his weak body I constantly spit down on his face and into his mouth as well. I also spit on my shoe soles and make the loser lick my spit-covered converse soles! Hes whining about the pain and disgusted by all the spit covering his face – but he very well knows he shouldnt expect mercy from me. Ill keep going for as long as I want!
Two friends who share a passion for sadism find themselves in front of a ready-made human doormat shirtless on the floor what do you think its going to happen? Gabriella and I are beautiful but just as cruel and we cant wait to step on this useless piece of flesh. With the help of the parallel bars we begin to trample, walk and jump all over his body: our feet, veiled by nylon pantyhose, sink into his abdomen and deform his face. Yes, because we dont even spare his face and we both climb on his head, four feet that crush and slap his face while the cries of pain come out distorted from his mouth.
