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.
Sometimes you get what you ask for, Madame Marissa's slave chose very poorly...he was not specific with what he expected, but he did get into bed with her. Wearing sexy lingerie, she binds his hands, and ties them to the bedpost. She then climbs into the bed with her slave, but not for what he is expecting, she begins to rake his chest with her sharp nails, and soon begins to bite the shit out of his useless chest, carelessly ruining his skin as she sinks her teeth deep into his soft, vulnerable body. She again and again, slams her nails and teeth into his skin, making him whine and whimper, as his skin is carelessly marred. She then takes the camera and gives some great closeups of the damage she inflicted onto her slave. The slave should be careful what he asks for!!
Madame Marissa decides to really abuse her slaves stomach and guts by placing a chair on his worthless body, with just one leg resting on his soft belly. She sits her 6ft tall sexy body in the chair, her weight pressing the leg deep into his internal organs. She really doesn't care what is being flattened in his stomach under her weight, as she casually leafs through a magazine. Her sexy long legs and feet, clad in nylons, rest on his puny chest and pathetic face. Soon she needs to stretch, crushing his chest and face under both of of her sexy size nine nylon clad feet. She can feel the air being forced from his lungs, and his heart beating rapidly against the soles of her feet. She plops back down in the chair, driving the leg of the chair right back deep into his stomach. The slaves guts were just owned by the very sexy Madame Marissa!
A friend trying to suck up to Madame Marissa drops her off a sack of nuts as a present, to begin with, she finds him annoying, and more importantly, she is allergic to them. So after she makes him leave, she spills them on the floor and shows what a nut is supposed to be used for in her home! She begins to pulverize and crush them under her high heels and wooden soles, the nuts don't stand a chance beneath her powerful long legs and sexy shoes. If only it was his nuts that were on the floor, making a soft squishing sound as they yielded to her shoe sole, but she is enjoying the crunching sound, and the feeling of the hard nuts going to pieces under her shoes.
You can see the fear in eyes of Madame Marissa's slave as she walks up to him in her sexy black 16cm high heels. His fear is realized when she steps up onto him like he was a discarded piece of trash lying on the floor. She only tramples him for a short time in her cruel shoes, she has more fun in-store for him. She orders him to remove her shoes, and start applying his tongue to her bare soles, worshipping them like a proper slave should. But she is not done, she places her size nine foot onto his skull, and transfers all her weight to that foot, forcing the other foot to his lips to kiss and worship, and eagerly please her. His skull is supporting all of Madame Marissa's body weight, briefly, she wonders if his skull might start to compress under her sexy foot sole, that would be his problem not hers. She decides to jump on his body some more and stand on his face and head before she decides she has had enough of his sorry ass.
Madame Marissa lines up her sweet little Santa's for a crush fun holiday! She slowly crushes them beneath her sexy bare feet as the other Santa's must cruelly watch and wait for their turn. The sight of their little bodies slowly compressing under 6ft tall Madame Marissa's towering athletic body should make you wish you were there under there also. Would you like it quick and fast, or maybe the ball of her foot twisting and grinding on your frail little body, or maybe even her bare heel, resting gently on your chest, slowly applying all her weight until you become part of the floor. Just ask the Santa's, their fate was met under each part of her foot. Wouldn't you like to have the tongue that gets the privilege of licking the crushed Santa's from the bottom of her feet, and what remains of them, off the floor???
Any fan of Madame Marissa knows that she has no filters when it comes to destruction and ruinization beneath the wheels of her sexy black car, or her shoes and feet. So today is no different for a giant teddy bear, holding a big heart, to be offered up to Madame Marissa. She takes it for a ride to a muddy, vacant lot, where she carelessly drops it on its back, holding it's big heart up for her to see. She raises her tall, sexy black high heeled boot and slams it down into the big heart, giving it a nice twist, and leaving her muddy bootprint on it. Now time for the real fun, as she climbs back into her car and begins to crush the bear into the muddy road. It doesn't stand a chance under her big, powerful wheels. She stops the car, with one wheel on it's stomach, and stomps the gas pedal with her sexy boot, spinning on top of the poor toys body, the transfer of power from her boot to the powerful engine turns the cuddling thing into a ball of mud, but she is not done. As her car sits idling atop the toy, she drops a cheeseburger on to it, and you can see the deep tiretracks now embedded into the object, soon the cheeseburger disappears under her tires, crushed into the body of the object. Stopping the car, Madame Marissa steps out, lights up a cigarette, and has a little more fun using her sexy boots on the object and what's left of the burger, of course adding some cigarette ashes to her fun creation, before she drives off, leaving it's twisted broken form lying in a pool of filth.
Out with the old, in with the new, Madame Marissa has decided the fate of her old headphones, to be crushed to oblivion beneath her rugged soled boots with chunky heels. At first, the headphones put up a good fight, but 6ft tall Madame Marissa's size 9 boots are no match for the poor headphones, and they slowly start to feel her weight pummel them to obscurity, jumping and landing on them with both feet, stomping on, and being ground under her heavy heels, the headphones surrender to her superior strength and determination, and lie in pieces under her rugged boots. wouldn't you like to be those headphones, lying ruined under Madame Marissa's rugged sexy boots??
Madame Marissa is in a caring mood this morning and decides to fix her slave a delectable crushed, and spit covered waffle. She places the Waffle on the floor, and begins to crush it under her sexy high heeled shoes, getting it ready to accept the copious amount of spit that she will apply. Once spit laden, she crushes the spit and waffle together, to a pasty treat for her slave, who is ordered to lick her slop creation from her shoe. After his tongue as cleaned the soles, she removes her shoes and begins to trample the tasty treat, reducing it to an even pastier substance, beneath the weight of her 6ft frame, and sexy bare feet. Next, the slave licks her feet clean of the goo, and she makes him lie down next to it, and feeds the rest to the slave with her feet.
Today, Madame Marissa is in a playful mood , and wants to bounce on a trampoline. Since she does not have one, she must use the next best thing, her slave. She puts on her rubber boots and orders him to lie down next to the kitchen counter. She steps softly into his frail body and begins to lightly trample him, slowly trampling harder and harder on his soft stomach and chest, stepping into his face and leaving her footprint for him to wear for the rest of the day. She can actually feel his ribs flexing beneath her size 9 feet, and 6ft tall body. Standing ridgedly on his chest, his heart beats helplessly through her boot soles, which makes Madame Marissa very happy. She then takes off her sweat drenched boot and holds it over his nose and face, pressing it under her weight, making him emmit funny breathing sounds as he struggles to breath in the sweat boot stench, it reminds Madame Marissa of the breathing sound of Darth Vader, of course she has the other one to be loved also by the slave. Now barefoot, she begins to jump up and down on his body, not caring about the cracking sounds she feels beneath her bare feet, and then proceeds to stand on his face with both feet, feeling him struggle to breath beneath her feet makes it very hard for her to step off, she could stand there all day.