Princess Rachel walks in barefoot and uses her slave as a step to get onto the sofa. She doesn’t say a word to him as he is just part of floor in her opinion. She gets comfortable sitting on the couch and rests her bare feet on his neck. She crosses her legs without even considering the human rug beneath her. She doesn’t care if he can breathe or not, the only thing that matters to her is that she has a warm comfy place to relax. She plays on her phone while completely ignoring her footslave. She forgets about him and casually moves her feet around just the same as she would if her feet wer...

Princess Rachel walks in barefoot and uses her slave as a step to get onto the sofa. She doesn’t say a word to him as he is just part of floor in her opinion. She gets comfortable sitting on the couch and rests her bare feet on his neck. She crosses her legs without even considering the human rug beneath her. She doesn’t care if he can breathe or not, the only thing that matters to her is that she has a warm comfy place to relax. She plays on her phone while completely ignoring her footslave. She forgets about him and casually moves her feet around just the same as she would if her feet were resting on the ground. He lays there silently inhaling her foot odor while struggling to breath with the full weight of her legs crushing his windpipe. This is not planned or scripted, it is just how she makes her slaves useful when she hasn’t made him to do any other chores or humiliating tasks. She sometimes rests her soles on his face and other times she extends her legs and makes him to attempt to breathe through her calf. She really doesn’t care though, because she never even looks down to see where her feet are resting.