By now, you probably know how much I enjoy playing with my wheel of fortune – and today it will decide which body part of this loser is going to be trampled – and I will decide how long this body part is going to be trampled. And especially with these rough boots its going to be pretty tough for the slave! Slowly but surely, his body gets completely covered in boot marks … and maybe I can also jump into position a few times?! I even make him spin the wheel himself a couple of times … thats as close to free decision making as a slave deserves! And no matter what the wheel decides … when Im done with him, hell remember this trampling session for days!
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Im looking for my slave around the apartment and where can I find him? On the bed to rest! He tries some excuses by saying that he was waiting for me but now I really think he will regret it. I cant wait to try these new studded red shoes with sharp heels: I climb on his flaccid abdomen and push my heels deep into his flesh to make him feel the pointed studs too. When his skin is well marked, I let him take off my shoes and I resume trampling with my feet veiled in tan pantyhose. I walk, crush and jump but he resists well and so I step from the belly to the face with both feet to crush his head with all my weight.
Teen Princess Trampling Striptease Face Jumping!Princess Kirstin first does a striptease with heels on her slaves head to see him suffer even more under her feet. Then she uses his face and head as a tramplin. Again and again she jumps heartily full weight with her feet on his face.
A beautiful immaculate white mat all to ourselves, I cant wait to step on it with my friend and leave nice marks with our boots. The Dr Martens are very heavy, the hard sole makes our steps and stomps even more painful: the slave barely resists and moans aloud. We dont limit ourselves to the torso, on which we also climb together at the same time, but we also trample on his legs, hands and even his face, which deforms under our weight. After a few last jumps, we leave him on the ground with barely the breath to thank us.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday at le prisonnier club in Milan we have a slave that wants to be pampered. Well… Im joined by my beautiful mistress friend, and we have just the thing for our pathetic slave. He is out of condition, and we have decided to improve his persona. Wearing our beautiful sharp stiletto heels, we approach our bitch as he lies on the floor between the ballet bars. He thinks hes going to have a gentle foot massage on his flab. Not so… We quickly get on top of him and dig our sharp stiletto heels into him. His squeals are so amusing as we bury our heels in his belly. We also stand on his head, and watch his face turn a nice shade of purple. Then we remove our shoes, and jump and stamp on him. Its great exercise, as we balance ourselves on his head and face. What a blast!! As we continue to make our bitch suffer his trampling in our beautiful Pain Parlour…
Sitting on my new human throne, I decide that maybe hes more suitable as a doormat so I stand up to step on it. The slave is resistant, I walk, jump and kick even on his face and in the meantime he also seems to get aroused: understandable given my perfect body and these legs veiled in black nylon stockings. Now that Ive trampled him well I want to see him come for me as a sign of gratitude but I only give him 5 minutes, 5 very long and very short minutes. I encourage him to jerk off while I look at him from above standing on his face, I guide him with my sensual voice, he cannot resist and in fact after a few seconds he cums and I enjoy squeezing it out to the last drop with my feet.
My doormat is waiting for me at home, he is always waiting for me, this is his role and he lives for this: he lives lying in the entrance waiting for my return. I come home after a nice walk, my dirty shoes need to be cleaned before being placed in the shoe rack and for this there is his tongue. He licks the soles well but while Im at it I also want to have fun crushing his head and vigorously trampling his flaccid body. The power of my blows is so strong that he also loses the coins that come out of his pockets: what a poor loser, only coins this is all he has… I also jump from the low wall and the marks I leave imprinted on him will probably last until the next time.
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.
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.