There are few things I love more than stomping my slaves into the ground beneath my perfect size 7's, and today I do just that. My slave lies obediently still for me as I leap onto his body and march all over it. I jump, squat, stand on his balls and on his face till even I wonder how he can possibly take anymore. Not that I care. I stand on his sternum with one leg, wondering how long he can take it before his chest collapses beneath me. I stand on his face and make him smell my feet. Trampling my slaves is a real joy for me and I think you'll see why!