Domina Illsa feels that one of her slaves has over stepped his boundaries, become a little too opinionated. That he has spoken his mind one to many times. After all, once is too many times as far as Illsa is concerned. A slave has no opinion and need remain silent.

What better way to remind a slave of their rightful place, than to put them there quite literally. Illsas beautiful black patent leather boots are far too good for this slave but sometimes you just need to dig your heels and get to work.

Illsa has the object of her torment naked and lashed down to a table. He la...

Domina Illsa feels that one of her slaves has over stepped his boundaries, become a little too opinionated. That he has spoken his mind one to many times. After all, once is too many times as far as Illsa is concerned. A slave has no opinion and need remain silent.

What better way to remind a slave of their rightful place, than to put them there quite literally. Illsas beautiful black patent leather boots are far too good for this slave but sometimes you just need to dig your heels and get to work.

Illsa has the object of her torment naked and lashed down to a table. He lay beneath her trembling in fear as she mockingly looks down upon this pathetic soul from her majestic throne. She digs her heels into his flesh practically impaling him as he flails about in anguish. Illsa twists and grinds, pokes and prods at her miserable little subject, she puts her full body weight on him and lets the heels do their work, catapulting her slave into a world of excruciating misery further enforcing that he belongs beneath her ALWAYS!