Cooking is always more fun with my human floor underneath me. It's funny to hear him struggling down there to hold my weight on his stomach and chest. This time I started trample him with my heavy Dr. Martens. With these boots he is suffering more to hold my weight on his body and his body is coloring more red because of the coarse shoe soles. After standing, jumping and stamping with my Dr. Martens I moved on with socks and eventually I told my slave to take off my socks so I could continue cooking barefoot while I was trampling my human floor.