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Gas Masked Sub is Trampled and Crushed
Media Type
mp4
Length
00:09:12
Resolution
HD 1080p
Size
1507.77 MB
Published Date
Jul 19, 2018
$10.00 USD
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My foot slave is a very experienced trample sub, but lately he seems to be having WAY too much fun, which got me wondering just how tough this slave really was. I decided to test him, test his body, test his endurance, and really find out just how much he can take..
In order to ensure he remained completely helpless throughout his coming ordeal, I first tied him spreadeagled on the floor. Stretched out, there would be no escape for him. No tapping out. No curling up into a protective ball or crawling away. He was basically fucking helpless.
Having made him utterly helpless, I put his head in a gas mask, just to make breathing a little bit trickier. I love breath control. Then I began C-R-U-S-H-I-N-G him flat. Not lightly stepping on and off of him so that he can still breath, chat, moan or yell, but REALLY c-r-u-s-h-i-n-g him into the floor, full weight, and let gravity do the rest. He didn't scream even though it must have hurt him like crazy. He couldn't scream. You need air to scream, and my booted feet had pressed ALL the air out of him, like squeezing a tube of toothpaste empty.
And I loved it!
My foot slave tried to struggle but my ropes were too strong. His ordeal went on and on, spiced up by intense pain as i stood on booted tip-toes, or ground his nipples with the treads of my boots. I was literally squeezing the life out of his fucking body, Now it was just a matter of waiting for him to surrender to Me ...
In order to ensure he remained completely helpless throughout his coming ordeal, I first tied him spreadeagled on the floor. Stretched out, there would be no escape for him. No tapping out. No curling up into a protective ball or crawling away. He was basically fucking helpless.
Having made him utterly helpless, I put his head in a gas mask, just to make breathing a little bit trickier. I love breath control. Then I began C-R-U-S-H-I-N-G him flat. Not lightly stepping on and off of him so that he can still breath, chat, moan or yell, but REALLY c-r-u-s-h-i-n-g him into the floor, full weight, and let gravity do the rest. He didn't scream even though it must have hurt him like crazy. He couldn't scream. You need air to scream, and my booted feet had pressed ALL the air out of him, like squeezing a tube of toothpaste empty.
And I loved it!
My foot slave tried to struggle but my ropes were too strong. His ordeal went on and on, spiced up by intense pain as i stood on booted tip-toes, or ground his nipples with the treads of my boots. I was literally squeezing the life out of his fucking body, Now it was just a matter of waiting for him to surrender to Me ...
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