Madame Marissa's human rug is in for some real punishment beneath some shoes from her huge collection. She wants to fuck with the slave's feeling of security and starts out walking on his frail body with her soft flats. The 6ft tall Marissa steps up onto her rugboy's soft tummy, feeling it sink beneath her weight, and begins to work her way to his face and head. Next comes the riding boots, with a rougher sole, which she delights in using on his head and face, marks are now beginning to show on his frail and pathetic body. Just when the rugboy was feeling secure about his pain level, Madame Marissa switches to her arsenal of high heels, and begins to trample him unmercifully, heel marks being dug into his skin, making her human rug's pain intensifies, robbing him of his secure feeling of a painless encounter under the soles of sexy Marissa. She finds the artwork she left on his torso very amusing, and his sounds of pain did not mean shit to her!
A very unlucky slave is going to find out today if is head is stronger than a concord grape. Will it compress and crack as 6ft tall Madame Marissa steps up onto it with all her weight? Or will he just suffer extreme pressure under her sexy long legs and feet. She has chosen to wear skin toned falke stockings, and her favorite pair of Daisy Duke cutoff jeans. She tramples his face and head, stepping off now and then onto his chest, squatting down to see his crushed face, only to stand back up and step onto his face like it was a doormat. She wiggles her toes to apply more pressure to the slaves worthless face, after all, his face is good for only one thing, to be Madame Marissa's trample and stomp toy.