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
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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.
When a man came to the spa complex and ordered a massage after the sauna, he expected to see a completely different masseuse. A provocatively dressed girl in high heels invited him to lie down on the massage table, after which she began to massage him very roughly with her fists. Then immediately Sofi sat on the slaves back and asked if he minded, and after that she completely sat on his face. Without feeling much resistance under her ass, Mistress Sofi, sitting on the face of a submissive man, called her girlfriends and said that she had found a new slave whom they could torment. Two more Mistresses immediately enter – Kira and Agma in sexy clothes and high heels. Kira and Agma immediately began to sit on the slaveÂ’s face and pinch his nipples, twisting them and whipping his body. Then the three sadistic girls began to implement their main plan to torment the slave – trample him with their full weight in high-heeled shoes. The slave was placed lying on the floor, face up, and immediately Sofi stood on his stomach, driving her stilettos into him, causing the slave to cry out in pain. But Kira immediately put her high heel into the slaveÂ’s mouth, ordering him to suck it, thus silencing his screams. But the cries of pain only excite these three girls, so Sofi, instead of having mercy on the slave, on the contrary, began to jump with her full weight on his body. Then Kira and Agma also began to trample the slave, standing on his body with their full weight in high heels. Kira also jumped on the slaveÂ’s body as if on a trampoline, trying to pierce him with her stilettos. Agma, standing on the slave as if on a carpet, additionally struck his stomach and chest with the heel and sole of her shoes. The Mistresses tormented the slave for a long time, trampling his body and occupying his mouth with high heels, tormenting his nipples. And at the end, each of the Mistresses spat on the slaveÂ’s face and the three girls left enjoying their power.