All articles tagged with "Face Trampling"
Marissa put her slave in the facetrampling box and then steps on top of it wearing flip flops. She tramples the slave's face under her sandals - but wants to feel his face getting crushed under feet - so she takes off her shoes and continues to trample all over his face with her sexy big bare feet! She tries out different positions and even stands on his face on her tip-toes only!
Marissa just got back from a long hike and her hiking boots are covered in dirt and mud. She puts her foot slave in the face trampling box and steps on it. She tramples his face with her muddy boot soles and forces him to lick the dirty boot soles. The slave struggles to get all the dirt out of the deep tread - but his mistress knows no mercy - if he fails to lick the dirt, she'll just continue to trample his face to get it out!
Madame Marissa locked her foot slave in a box where only his face is sticking out on top - and then steps on the box with her dirty hiking boots! She walks all over the guy's face like he's a shoe cleaning rug for her - and hurts him badly with the hard deep tread of her boots. But she's not only rubbing the dirt all over his face - she makes him lick the dirty soles as well until they're spotlessly clean again!
A worthless face becomes a floor for Madame Marissa today. She has grown bored, and wants to amuse herself at her loser slave's expense. She has ordered him to the floor, waiting for her arrival. She enters the room carrying her book, and steps up onto his face like it was yesterday's news paper. His face is crushed and hidden beneath the soles of 6ft tall Madame Marissa. Her full wait flattening his face as she looks through her book, she shifts around, trampling and crushing his face, his face has but one purpose, to exist beneath the soles of the very sexy Madame Marissa!!
Madame Marissa is in one of her "no filters" trample mood, which means, she wants to trample the shit out of her worthless rugboy slave, and cause maximum pain, while laughing at the destruction going on under her feet. The sharp high heels add another 2 inches to the 6ft tall goddess, clad in a very sexy short black dress. She steps up onto his frail body, her heels sinking deep into his skin, and begins to trample and jump on him, his screams and pain keeping a constant smile on her face. She has turned him into a human pin cushion. Admiring the scratches left on his pathetic body, she removes her heels and presses her shoe into his face, along with her sweaty nylon foot. She begins to trample him in her nylons, being sure to grind away at the wounds left by her heels, she steps up onto his face, totally owning him, and laughing as she feels his face crush under her size 9 nylon clad feet. You can tell the pure enjoyment she received at the expense of the slave by her big sexy smile, totally satisfied by the pain and destruction that was caused beneath her feet!
After a long walk in the woods, Madame Marissa returns home with extremely muddy boots due to the recent rains. She summons her rugboy slave to lie down, and begins to trample the shit out of him, wiping her muddy boots all over his clean white shirt. His face becomes a boot wipe also, the filthy soles grinding the mud into his body. You can almost see his head compress under the weight of her 6ft tall body when she stands with all her weight on the side of his head. She totally owns him under her muddy boot soles, wiping them clean so that she does not dirty her floor. She even has a surprise at the end of the video, some angles of her looking down at her slave, as her size 9 boots stomp the mud into his worthless body.
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.
