I want my riding boots to be clean and shiny again – so it will be the slave girls job to properly clean them with her tongue. I lean on to the sideboard and instruct her to lick my riding boots, starting with the leather on top – she has to start at the tip of the boot and then lick them all the way up to the top. And afterwards she obviously has to lick the soles clean as well. Im heading to the stables later – and I hate getting there with dirty boots … I mean, surely they get dirty again when I walk around the stables and the paddocks – but then it will simply be the slave girls job to clean them again. I know she hates cleaning the riding boots – simply because of the type of dirt that usually on there … but this isnt supposed to be fun for her … its simply her job to keep my boots nice and clean!
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Kiss my boots – or Ill destroy your hands!
I want to play another mean hand trampling game with the slave. His hands are already sore, but I want to hurt him even more. I explain the rules to him … Ill trample his hands, stand on them … and he can kiss my boots to free his hands – if Im satisfied with his boot kiss, Ill get off his hands … but if Im not satisfied with his kiss, Ill stomp his hand as a punishment. And I also brought along my riding crop – just to point out where hes supposed to kiss my boot … and maybe for some extra fun 😀 And to top off his humiliation, I grab his phone and snap some nice photos and videos with his phone … could be fun to share these on his personal social media accounts, dont you think?!
Slave has to smell stinky nylons and is smothered by them
Ive put a little stool on top of the slaves stomach – so I can sit comfortably while I press my feet on his face! I take off the boots Ive been wearing all night for a party … and reveal my moist stinky nylons. After a long night in these boots, theyve collected a lot of my foot sweat and now I can easily press them on the losers nose. And today, hell suffer in different ways … either he will smell my stinky nylons … or Ill smother him with my feet! To let him breathe, I only lift my toes a little bit, so he has to breathe through my nylons and inhale the foot smell. And obviously it doesnt help that my full weight is compressing his upper body, making it hard for him to breathe at all, even if I dont press my feet on his mouth and nose!
Slave girl serves as an office foot stool
The slave girl lies under my desk in the office and I use her body as a foot rest for my office pumps – but that was merely the beginning of her suffering! I take off my high heels and then use her face as a foot stool for my moist stinky nylon feet … after a long day in the office they always have a very strong smell – and this little bitch will inhale the foot odor now, while I continue to work! She moans and whines, but thats not going to help her – again and again I order her to inhale deeply and to embrace my foot smell! After a while, I order her to get on her knees and kiss my nylon feet while she also smells them – then she has to lie down again and will be used as my foot rest again!
Trampling your ugly face, pay slave!
I came up with a nice game for you, pay slave! Since your face isnt nice to look at anyway, Ill make it a little more beautiful by trampling all over it with my sexy high heel shoes … and for every heel mark I leave behind on your face, Ill take another 100 Euro out of your wallet! Come on, give my shoes a kiss – and then lie down on the floor – so I can start trampling your face! I love to make you suffer twice … the extreme pain of my high heels slowly destroying your face … and the financial pain! Are you grateful for this, slave?! More and more of your money goes into my pocket, while you struggle to endure the pain and scream under my merciless shoes … and you didnt think wed stop before your wallet is completely empty, did you?!
Lick my high heels – can you taste the difference?
Ive brought a few pairs of high heels for you – youll get a variety of tastes today! One of the pairs, I wore to a party, one is my usual office pair and another one I just wore in different public places – and Im excited to hear if you can taste the difference! Well start with my party heels … who knows what got stuck to these soles – the dirt from the dance floor … drinks that got spilled on the floor … maybe a little ash I stepped in during a smoke break … and the club toilets are extremely dirty as well – can you taste it, slave? Are you disgusted by the taste when your tongue slides over the soles of my shoe?! Youll clean them completely regardless – and youll even thank me for it! Next up, youll take care of my everyday heels – theyre so comfortable that I wear them almost everywhere … and the dirt from public streets, parks, malls and who knows what else is stuck to their soles – come on, get your tongue to work, and dont forget to suck the heels clean! And finally, my office heels need a thorough cleaning as well – do you want to stick your nose into them, before you start licking? After years of wearing them in the office, mostly with nylons inside, the inside has a very special odor. And then youll take care of the soles and the leather – as you can see, theyre in dire need of a cleaning!
Loser is buried under disgusting trash
Ive completely bound this loser – with his head at the bottom of the trash bag – just where he belongs! I want him to accept his place in the food chain – at the very bottom of it! And just dominating and humiliating him simply isnt enough to put this loser in place! His face will be completely covered in all kinds of disgusting trash – starting with some food scraps, eggshells and rotten kitchen rubbish! Next up, the little trash can from my bathroom – completely different, but also really disgusting! It doesnt take long until his face is completely covered, and his head is completely engulfed in trash … but theres so much more trash in my house … whats next for the loser? Ash from my ashtrays? The contents of my vacuum cleaner? Food packaging with some rotten remains? And he will stay there, buried under all this garbage for a long time – until he finally accepts his position in life!
Dirty boot soles and stinky socks for you!
Come with me, foot bitch! I just had a great walk – and my boot soles are covered in dirt! It rained a lot over the last couple of days and all the paths were still wet – so wet that the dirt even sprayed on the leather on top. But first, youll get your tongue out and clean the muddy boot soles. Come on, what are you waiting for, foot bitch? Youll lick off all the dirt and swallow it! Youll slide your tongue over the soles again and again until theyre completely clean again! And when youre done with the boot soles, youll also clean the leather on top. And in the end, Ive a special surprise for you … Ill take off my boots and reveal a pair of socks that Ive been wearing for a couple of days already … and by now, theyre so stinky … really disgusting … but youll stick your nose into these smelly socks and inhale the intense foot odor of your goddess!
Bound slave smothered with hands and feet
I really enjoy a slave completely bound, helpless and at my mercy! Ive bound the slaves hands and feet – ensuring theres no way for him to get away or resist. Now I can easily smother him with just one hand! And I can just as easily sit down on the couch and press a foot over his nose and mouth – either to smother him or to make him smell my feet! The slave struggles and as his oxygen supply runs out, he starts panicking more and more … but hes still completely at my mercy and he can only hope that I always let him breathe in time!
The ultimate trust challenge – Part 5 – Double Trouble
Ive told my friend Lady Nadja about the trust challenge and she was immediately intrigued by the thought of playing this game with the loser. Shes wearing a pair of high heel ankle boots, while Im wearing a pair of boots with thin metal heels. For starters I trample his chest for a while and pierce through a blackberry with my thin heel to show him the dangers of such thin heels. The next challenge will be to crush strawberries – on the losers throat. And of course, the finale will be to crush some grapes and blackberries on his eyes! Now hes really afraid – especially since its the first time Nadja is challenging his trust … and since I want to have some fun as well, I sometimes just trample his chest while Nadja plays with his eyes and throat – I dont want to get bored after all 😀