The slave is already completely exhausted from the previous videos and thankful that I didn't put on shoes for this trampling ... but the truth is ... I don't need shoes to him! I trample all over his bruised body with my nylon feet and enjoy how he's suffering under my weight. And of course, he gets to smell my divine nylons in between as well. He can barely breathe as I stand on my tiptoes and my feet dig deep into his stomach, and when I slam my heels into his sternum. He also has to endure some headstanding and jumping before I end his suffering and order him to get on his knees to kiss my feet - to kiss the feet that just hurt him so much moments ago!