A white, immaculate and perfect wall will be the backdrop to my sadism today: the wall will be support for me and a wailing wall for my slave. I make him lie down, I even give him a pillow but the comfort ends here because my bare feet begin to dominate him in every way, trampling on his face, climbing onto his abdomen, crushing his lungs and finally taking away his breath by sinking deep into his throat. Between one moan and another he also finds time to get excited to the point that his little cock pops out and immediately becomes object of my merciless trampling. He tries in vain to lick and polish my feet which I asked him to clean but they are still black and so I insult him while he begs for mercy and I go to wash them myself.
