The slave will remember this part of the humiliation for a long time. Those very moments when Mrs. Elena put her legs in black leather boots right on her head. That feeling when the sole of the boot gradually squeezes her face, how cheekbones start to moan with pain, it feels like the skull is bursting with pressure and the cold concrete floor is pressing against the back of the head with increasing power despite the spread out rug. And for a moment everything seemed to be over, the pain ceased. Mrs. Elena removes her leg and on the face, mainly on the slaves cheek, a distinct dirty coating of dust is visible. The slave is taking a break at this moment, but she still did not suspect that Elena was going to test her head for strength, with two legs. What ended this trampling? What, then, did the slave feel when both soles of her boots were thoroughly crushed on her face?
