The slave arrives tardily, warranting a punishment: I instruct him to disrobe, then blindfold him with a balaclava, leaving him in the dark about the surprise I have in store. I begin crushing him with my pointed Casadei heels, eliciting complaints as I trample. My friend Claire joins in, and soon four stilettos pierce his flesh. We take turns, preserving our secret, pushing him to his limit. As he nears his breaking point, we mount him simultaneously, and only then does he realize there is a second enigmatic Mistress, leaving marks and holes on his skin. I remove the blindfold, allowing him a final glimpse of our lethal Casadei heels before his inevitable submission.