Lazy slaves in my service do not remain so for long.

On a beautiful morning walk in the glorious outdoors, I catch my slave sunbathing and attempting to tan his pale, skinny body. So he wants a little colour in his skin, does he?

Immediately scolded and punished for his poor choices, I begin trampling and walking all over his body. My fringed, suede boots blow nicely in the outdoor air as I dig their sharp stiletto heels into his chest and back, giving him the added colour he seemed so desperate for a few moments ago. Red heel marks appear on him as I use him as my huma... Show more