“You may have a future as a shoe salesman after all, that’s far more comfortable!” Mistress Ruby says with a smirk, looking down at the victim beneath her. What a pity, he is writhing in pain under her lethal stilettos. She shrugs, he knew what he was in for when he became her slave. She presses the iconic red sole against his mouth and purrs “Very good,” the words roll off her crimson lips like water downhill “I like the weight of my heel on your face.”
Gracefully and with purpose she lifts her other heel off his chest and momentarily balances on one foot then puts both heels over his mouth. “Your weight is divine.” groans the slave, both in ecstasy and sheer agony. “I know.” coos his Mistress in reply. She knows just how to stroke his buttons, to give him just enough to want more but not too much that he can’t handle it. It’s a perfect balancing act, just like the act they are currently in with her heels digging into his flesh.
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