You cant imagine how much my feet sweat in these heavy Dr. Martens boots … but you dont have to imagine … youll get to know soon enough! But first, Ill use these brutal boots to trample your face, leaving behind deep marks all over it, making you endure the unimaginable pain that they cause you. Do you like the thought of wearing my boot tread all over your face for the next couple of days? Take a close look at it, just before the tread comes down onto your face! This tread always provides perfect grip – on muddy ground as well as on your face! When I think that your face has been properly marked, Ill take them off – revealing my sweat-soaked socks and then the face trampling will continue. Then youll not only have to endure the pain of my full body weight crushing your face, but youll also have to endure the rancid smell of these stinky socks. And since you love being my doormat so much, Ill take off these socks in the end, put them on your nose and put the heavy boots on top of them … so youll get to enjoy this smell a little longer!
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My beloved Buffalo boots got really dirty and muddy – but thats no problem when you have a human doormat! This way, I can combine cleaning my boots and hurting this pathetic weakling under their soles! Hes in great pain as I walk all over his naked chest, trample him and rub my dirty boot soles over his unprotected skin … or grind them on it! He not only has to deal with my full body weight and the boots mean tread, but on top of that the dirt acts like sandpaper and bruises his skin even more. Maybe I should also use his face as part of my doormat? Hurting him even more and also leaving behind an imprint of my boot tread so everyone can see he was used as a doormat?!
Look at the filthy soles of my high heels … do you think Id go out with such dirty shoes? No … youll lick them clean and Ill wipe off the dirt on your face while trampling it! Yes, these shoes are extremely painful for you – but I dont care – I want to have some fun and I want my shoes to be clean! How does it feel when I stand on your face with my full weight? My soles crushing your lips, my heels digging deep into your skin? You normally love my high heels … but at the moment it seems like you dont love them … or do you?! 😀 Getting your face completely destroyed and being humiliated is a fair price to pay for being allowed to get such a close up view of my sexy shoes – so endure it, loser!
Are you excited to be part of our little competition?! Today well find out if I can hurt you more, or if Nora can hurt you more! Of course, were both wearing high heels – so your face will clearly suffer either way, but Im still excited to see if the metal heels of my Casadei heels or Noras Buffalo high heels will hurt you more. Again and again we both walk carelessly over your face, leaving behind deep marks from our thin heels and flattening your face under our full weight … and judging by your screams youre really suffering – no matter which one of us is trampling you! But its kind of a win-win situation, isnt it? You love sexy heels and being trampled – and we love to make you suffer!
How does it feel when I stand on your naked chest with my dirty party high heels? Yes, I bet it hurts, but its going to get a lot worse for you today! Look at all the dirt that stuck to the shoe soles … I dont even want to know what I stepped into in the club … spilled drinks, spat out chewing gums, cigarette buts, who knows … but either way, I want my shoes to be clean again! And Ill do 2 things to get them clean again – Ill trample your face and use it as a doormat – and Ill wipe the dirty soles over your tongue and use it as a shoe cleaning rag! Yes, youll not only experience the extreme pain of getting your face trampling with my full body weight, but youll also lick and eat all of the disgusting filth thats stuck to my shoe soles! What are you waiting for, loser? Stick out your tongue, so I can wipe my shoe soles over it! Im sure, once Im done with you, not only your face will be completely destroyed, but also your stomach is going to be filled with disgusting dirt – and most importantly, my shoes are going to be spotlessly clean!
This slave is terribly afraid of hand trampling – always afraid that the pain will be too much to endure or that something will happen to his fragile fingers … so today Ill make him confront this fear! Im wearing my sexy, but very dangerous, red high heels – with nice hard soles that I can use to flatten his fingers … and with terribly thin and painful heels to dish out some serious pain! And on top of all that, I order him to suffer in absolute silence … I dont even want to hear him breathe loudly! Something tells me, that hell fail this part … and Im not sure that hell be less afraid of hand trampling after our little session either 😉
For the next couple of days, this slave will be my personal doormat. Hell wait for me at the door and whenever I come back in, Ill walk over him, trample him, rub my dirty shoes on his skin and watch as his body gets more and more dirty – and bruised – every time! And of course, hell get to experience different kinds of boots as well – sometimes my riding boots, which were extremely dirty, sometimes boots that Ive worn to the office and that have a heel and some sexy high heel boots as well. And once he gets to dirty to be a good doormat, Ill simply order him to turn around – his back is just as good as a doormat as his chest!
It has been quite a while since this loser felt my boots and my full body weight on his fragile hands. And I think he should be very grateful that I didnt put on a pair of high heels right away! Of course, the deep tread and the chunky heels will also do great damage to his hands … and he not only has to be grateful, but I also want him to beg for pain … I want him to beg me to mark and destroy his stupid hands under my boot soles! Sometimes I simply stand on one of his hands with my full weight and keep standing there … letting my weight do the work … other times, I stomp down on his hand fast and hard … and other times, I just walk back and forth over them. It doesnt take long until his hands look pretty bruised already … but I think we can make them look way better!
Lady Nadja and I are going to have a little competition today – well both trample one of these losers hands and see which one of us hurts him more! Were both wearing our gym outfits and running shoes – and we try out different techniques to make him suffer. We stand on his hands for a long time, stomp down on them, grind the grippy rubber soles on his skin or stand on just a few of his fingers. Soon his hands are completely bruised and covered in imprints from our sneaker soles … but were far from done! What do you think who won this competition? And does it really matter as long as the loser suffered sufficiently?!