Close ups of my sexy heels on the human carpet

Mistress' Feet

Some pictures of my feet with dark nail polish

Pain, Pain and more Pain

A Bad MOOD

I trampled the slave today in such a cruel way. It's just that I was in such a MOOD. Of course this "MOOD" is completely to blame on my mighty hormones, however the awareness of this doesn't stop me from being very short with everyone, and downright mean and nasty. I just don't feel like being nice.
Before the carpet came over today, I also had half a bottle of wine for lunch which typically escalates any mood I may be in. This time, it made me from mean, to a monster.
So I laid him down in the living room and put on some leggings and high stilettos. Then I just went to town on his face and belly. He couldn't take any of what I had to give, because I completely omitted a warm up. I started trampling super hard right from the get go.
He was squirming and screaming, and the more he did that, the harder I trampled. I placed some beautiful marks on him and I felt satisfied with the look. There was unbelievable tension within me, and somehow the trampling just released all the negativity. I feel much better now

Inside the Woman

Inside the Woman's mind, the dominant woman's mind, it seems absurd that a man would anything else but an object that serves her purpose.
He may be the doormat, the carpet and stepping ground wherever she walks, both figuratively and literally. In doing this he would be fulfilling his life's greatest honor.
I always think that what other way could an omega man contribute and therefore take part in my life? Perhaps some other enslavement...but outside of being my object to use as I please I see very little to no possibility. That is just the way that it is.
Good thing I've become such a master trampler. Many men love to suffer for me, and take great pride in serving me. This is most suited to the choices I've made in my life, so therefore we have all become a very happy family...

Trampling seems to be one of those things that happen to be a natural expression of me.
I think those marks I leave on my subjects are gifts more significant than kisses could ever be. And any one who bears the pain of my heel, is bequeathed with the greatest gifts of all: The divine and infinite feminine love that is present.
Yes I do believe that Female Domination, and therefore trampling, is an exercise in Goddess Veneration and Connection to the Infinite Forces of the Universe.

Sneaker Face Standing- Trampling Clip

My sister Shalima decides to have a workout on top of my carpets' face. She wears hot running shoes and stands on his face. This type of trampling is very enjoyable to women because we get to completely objectify the man, and step on his face, and get a work out all at the same time. She stands there with her hot puma sneakers and does squats and rises, every now and then when he moves his pathetic face she gives him a hardcore tonguelashing.

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Shopping and Torture

I'm just preparing for a day of shooting with the carpet, my sister and myself.
I think we are going to do a lot of trampling, jeans face sitting, foot and shoe humiliation and financial domination.
We were talking about having a nice lunch over at the Seafood grill, maybe some raw oysters and champagne, and then we could go and buy some new jeans. The jeans can later be used to torture the slaves face with.
He can also take us to the spa so we can get pedicures, and all he gets to do is wait outside until we're done, so he can pay the bill and then drive us home.
Once there, we're going to crack another bottle of champagne, and start with the wickedness. We are going to change into different outfits and torment the slaves with how hot we look in the stuff he buys us, and how he's never ever allowed to even touch either of of us. We will trample his face and body viciously, and make the peanut of a cock he has into mush. I think we're going to have a lot of fun today, check in later for a video update.