What better way to let a slave know his place in the world than to just walk all over him: literally. Of course I am not going to remove My shoes to do this. I want him to realize the reality of the situation, in a most painful way. One step at a time, I use his skinny white body as a piece of useless flooring, digging in My stiletto heels, twisting My full weight into his flesh via the sharp pointed heels. I really do expect to hear the crack of a rib at any moment, he is so thin and weak under my full bodyweight. I love to hear his pitiful cries and strained breathing while I s...

What better way to let a slave know his place in the world than to just walk all over him: literally. Of course I am not going to remove My shoes to do this. I want him to realize the reality of the situation, in a most painful way. One step at a time, I use his skinny white body as a piece of useless flooring, digging in My stiletto heels, twisting My full weight into his flesh via the sharp pointed heels. I really do expect to hear the crack of a rib at any moment, he is so thin and weak under my full bodyweight. I love to hear his pitiful cries and strained breathing while I stand atop his chest and back. It’s barely possible for him to utter a ‘than You Mistress’ as I use his torso and limbs as doormat under My feet.