This is a continuation from the previous 4 clips which were filmed with the amazing and sadistic Lady Scarlet. The following clips you see below.- Lady Scarlet – Your Face is my Boot Rest- Lady Scarlet – Your Hands and Fingers Belong Beneath my Boots- Lady Scarlet – Ignored CBT Bootrest with Cumshot- Lady Scarlet – Your Tongue Belongs to my Dirty SolesAs you are aware the slave is already absolutely knackered, but The Mistress has one more idea in mind for him. She didnt trample him using her high heels and this is what is about to happen. Basically he is just a new carpet for her and she wants to enjoy leaving some nice and beautiful heel marks on his body. The slave is suffering a lot in this clip, but Lady Scarlet is enjoying the trampling so much. He is holding her boots in an attempt to prevent her from digging her sharp high heels into his body, but it doesnt help him at all. Lady Scarlet just keeps going, not showing him any mercy. She is a very sadistic Goddess. Honestly she spent most of the time during the clip on his vulnerable and skinny body trampling his front, his back for only two minutes and a little bit of his balls. The slave is in a lot of pain, moaning and nearly crying at some point. You can see he is struggling a lot to cope with the pain. Well thats unfortunate for him, but such a pleasure for Lady Scarlet.You know by now the sadistic and cruel style of Lady Scarlet, so enjoy this amazing trampling.
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Today I am in Budapest as Lady Zaras guest in the ?Infinity Studio? dungeon and we are both determined to try out our new heels on a soft mat of human flesh. We are very proud of our shoes, we exchange compliments and we cant wait to get on that flaccid slave who is waiting for us naked on the floor. The heels of Zaras sandals and my décolleté immediately leave beautiful red marks on his skin and so we continue with more enthusiasm and strength, even climbing at the same time while he screams in pain under our weight. We dont even spare the genitals which after our treatment are practically destroyed and disappear from our sight.
The cock box wasnt enough and so we put a wooden box around our slaves face too. That way we can all three play with this flaccid worm at the same time. My friends Gea Domina and Cleo Domina and I alternate between the face, the abdomen and the small cock of this humble aching and screaming slave. The soft, small dick that emerges from the cock box is constantly crushed under the sharp heels of our boots, same treatment for his belly and chest that undergo a relentless trampling. Our heels stick like nails into his flesh and nipples as the screams are softened by the sole and heels of one of us taking care of his face.
ITALIAN LANGUAGEMy friend and Me are very sensual wearing sheer stockings that highlight our long legs and spotted décolleté. We approach the slave who is lying on the floor and awaiting our treatment. He still doesnt know that while Maya is trampling him I will jerk off him to make him cum. Lets start to trample him together. The heels sink and he moans. When the first signs appear, I decide to tease his cock. He gets excited, and then I stop. We still step on him. We take off our shoes and with her feet veiled my friend goes on his face while I masturbate him with my hands and feet. His moans are both of pain and of pleasure and I feel he is close to enjoying. I stop. Our sadistic game isnt over yet. We put our heels back on and now while I step on him, Maya is jerking off him with the sole of her shoe. This doormat is more and more exhausted, for him it is a double suffering. I get off, grab his cock and masturbate him with both my hands and feet while my friend goes on him. He reaches orgasm on my feet with heels in the flesh, between moans of pleasure and pain and my exclamation: the apotheosis!
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.
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.
I am angry. I told the slave to fix the hotel room where we have been staying since last night and to do the cleaning well. I want him to do them and not the employees. He must be the most submissive slave! The last of his rank! But unfortunately he didnt do a good job and Im disappointed. I call him at my feet, tapping the boot on the floor. I blame him for his negligence and tell him to show me his hands. They are too nice, they are not the hands of a worker. Be smart! But Ill fix them for him now … I make him put them under the feet of the stool and I crush them, sitting down or standing up on the stool. Then I make him put them on the stool and I sit comfortably on the bed next to me, stretching my legs and placing the heels of my boots on his hands. I climb on them, crush them under my soles. Or I squeeze them under my butt. There are also close-up scenes to show the trampling action well. By alternating all of these positions, he will eventually find his hands destroyed and walk away whining and repenting.
Today IÂ’m hosted by my friend Lady Selly and for the occasion we are both dressed in black with razor sharp red heels. The slave is tied up and we immediately make him understand what is going to happen to him: we make him lie down and start stepping on him everywhere with our sharp heels. He screams in pain as our heels sink into his abdomen, his arms, his hands and even there, between his legs. While one tramples him, the other makes him lick the soles and suck the heels, then we take turns and then at the same time we step on him: the screams are too loud so Selly decides to cover his mouth while my heels destroy him.