My friend Dula and I are staying at the bar of the club to comment on the party that has just ended, a really nice event where the slaves have suffered everything… And one of them who hasnt left yet obviously takes the opportunity to prostrate himself at our feet and lies down under our stools to admire the beauty of two women who are unattainable for him. But while we sip our drink we have already planned to let him taste our heels again, so in turn we climb on his flaccid abdomen to leave the marks of our boots and while the slave tries to scream in pain one of us is immediately ready to stick a heel in his mouth to shut him up and make him suck it.
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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.
My friend Samantha and I free our little puppy from the cage we put him in because the time has come to play. Obviously we will be the ones playing and having fun, while he will have to suffer with our sharp heels piercing his flesh. He has an abdomen as soft as pudding, its almost difficult to step on him but then we take turns getting on him well, walking back and forth up to his face and leaving deep red marks. After having pierced him like a colander we let him take off our heels: now our feet wrapped in stockings will finish the job, without mercy and no less lethal.
A relaxing weekend in my mountain home with my human doormat ready to be trampled on. Ive got some really sharp heels to try on his flesh and Im starting right away with these ankle boots. The slave is lying at the foot of the fireplace, which I use to help me climb onto him. The screams of pain are continuous and excruciating, justified by the marks my heels leave on his now punctured abdomen. Short breaks just to adore me and adore those same heels that are inflicting so much pain on him. Halfway through the shoe change, we switch from the ankle boots to these red shoes but the heels are equally sharp and will lead him to give in amidst cries: ironic, given that it was he who suggested me to buy these shoes
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.
Two irresistible Goddesses, two statuesque bodies completely veiled in black nylon and resting on sharp stiletto heels This human mat has no chance of resisting us and in fact we climb onto him at the same time enjoying his pain. We trample him repeatedly, we pierce his flesh until he begs for mercy and we bend down to admire the marks we have left.
Prelude – The company is run by three Women, beautiful and authoritarian. Scarlet the redhead, Gea the blonde and Cleo the brunette. The company works and is among the most productive because the trio is ruthless and commands with terror: blackmail, threats of dismissal, harassment, salary cuts… Employees live in fear, but for this they show respect and obedience. They are also aware that finding another job is difficult and then they work for the most beautiful Bosses of all companies! They are in fact envied by all the other workers who do not really know of the slavery to which the employees who are obliged to keep silent are subjected. -Gea finds out that this employee took a longer break than allowed, so we have no doubts, we need to fire him immediately. This loser begs us that he needs the job, he has a mortgage to pay and he is willing to do anything we want Of course he couldnt imagine what would happen to him shortly thereafter, when all of a sudden he found himself first on his knees and then lying with his face under the desk and Cleos feet on his nose and mouth. And thats just the beginning, we want to inflict exemplary punishment and literally leave marks on his flesh as a warning to all other employees: our sharp heels take turns slipping into his flabby abdomen as his screams of pain are muffled by one of us who keeps her feet on his face. To conclude, Cleo and Gea go up on him at the same time while I shut him up by putting my heel down his throat: we send him away full of holes and without the t-shirt we seized.