This slave needs a reality update – my sexy ankle boots are worth more than his slave life and especially worth a lot more than his stupid hands. I order him to kiss and worship them, while I walk over his fingers! The hard soles flatten his fingers and the thin heels dig deep into his fragile hands – and he screams in pain in between kisses – a lovely sound! After a while, I grant him a short rest – I sit down on the couch, rest the heel of my shoe on his hand and he has to continue kissing my shoes while gravity pushes the heel deeper and deeper into his hand! After this little break, Ill continue to trample his hands though!
