All of my slaves fear my Louboutin stilettos, because when it comes of being trampled by them, they know that the pain they will bear will be extreme and the marks on their bodies will last months. But that's the reason I love trampling my human carpets with my red soled heels. My slaves' cry are music for my ears, and the more they suffer the better I feel. I want them to be happy that their sufferings fulfil me, because that's the only thing that counts.

Tutti i miei schiavi temono i miei tacchi a spillo Louboutin, perché quando si tratta di essere calpestati da loro, ... Show more