ITALIAN SPEAKINGHere in Milan we have all gathered to enjoy making our slaves suffer. Today we have three slaves lying on the floor ready to receive their fate. It?s going to be a painful time for our three bitches. They are going to suffer, and we will enjoy every minute of their squeals for mercy. Taking turns we all work our way from one end to the other, as we dance and dig our designer stiletto heels into their bodies. There?s no escape for our slaves, as we relentlessly stamp and trample on their head and faces. All the mistresses are having a great time as we continue to pummel and marmalize our slaves under the powerful and beautiful feet of the Trampling Seven!!!
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ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday I have to stay behind and check this idiot pupils school work. He?s not worked hard enough on the problems and has got most of the questions wrong. So I decide to punish him. Getting him on the floor, I begin by stranding on his head with my sharp stiletto shoes. Then I remove my shoes and begin placing my full weight on his head and body. His pleas for mercy go unnoticed as I make him suffer. Maybe he?ll respond to some serious Airhead Pressure?
ITALIAN SPEAKINGI chained my slave because I want to subject him to a harsh trampling treatment. In this way he will not be able to escape, and will suffer a lot. Despite the pain he inflicts, he can take the pain, and when I stop trampling him his body is filled with my lethal, piercing marks.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGMy shoes today are an object: look at the metal, silvery heels. Now look at him, my most faithful slave. Here he is ready, with his soft flab that serves no other purpose. I climb on him with ease. I pierce him where I please. Straight on him, incurable of his labored breathing and moans, I stroke my hair. Then I get off , deluding him that its over, but instead I spring back up, arrogant as I am, a little bitchy even. I ravage him: look what Ive reduced him to at the end. A gruyere. A map of red marks and holes. A being devoid of any will ,a piece of meat at my disposal
Two Mistresses. One human doormat.We lay him flat on the floor, ready to feel the full weight of our disdain. Wearing our flatheeled boots, we begin walking all over his body, slowly and deliberately, enjoying every groan, every strained breath. We step on his chest, his belly, and when he moans too loud? we sit right on his face, silencing him with our bodies. Then it starts again: more trampling, more pressure, watching him squirm under our soles. We turn him into a living rug. No mercy?just shared pleasure and total control.
ITALIAN SPEAKINGToday Im with some of my mistress friends, and we are all wearing beautiful designer stiletto shoes. Our slave is on the floor at the ready and we are going to enjoy making him suffer. We take turns at standing on his back, and with our full weight dig our stiletto heels into him, as the pain intensifies his squeals get louder and of course we make him suffer even more from our sharp Steel Heels









