It's well known I have a wonderful and eclectic collection of heels, and today I'm going to be playing with one of my sharp, spiky ones by using them on my new floor matt. It dutifully lays on the ground waiting for the painful pressure of my heels, which even have spikes all the way up the sides. There's no getting away from the piercing pressure as I walk all over it. I really enjoy the sounds it makes as the heels dig into it's skin. It's so lovely seeing the little marks they leave as I trample it into the ground.

What else can it do but lay there and submit to my heels. It's ...

It's well known I have a wonderful and eclectic collection of heels, and today I'm going to be playing with one of my sharp, spiky ones by using them on my new floor matt. It dutifully lays on the ground waiting for the painful pressure of my heels, which even have spikes all the way up the sides. There's no getting away from the piercing pressure as I walk all over it. I really enjoy the sounds it makes as the heels dig into it's skin. It's so lovely seeing the little marks they leave as I trample it into the ground.

What else can it do but lay there and submit to my heels. It's nothing but a carpet after all, and I thoroughly enjoy using it to it's full potential. I pay special attention to it's sensitive parts, stepping on it's face then standing on it's soft little belly while it struggles to support my weight. It doesn't matter if it can take the pressure or not, it's only an object for me to walk all over. I know how much it worships my heels so every ounce of pain is not only worth it, but it thanks me profusely for using it so well. I could use my little living carpet all day and I know it would be the happiest matt in the world.

Featuring Goddess Nyx and Arthur Matt!