A heavy-breathing figure lies on the floor, his gaze fixed upon the approaching figure of Lady Scarlet. Her black leather stiletto boots click against the ground, drawing nearer and eliciting moans from the prone man. With a confident stride, she mounts him, her heels sinking into his pliant flesh, accompanied by his pained cries. As she presses on, her heels leave deep marks in his body, resembling holes.
With a nod, she permits him to remove her boots. Now, with her bare feet, she tramples him, her steps heavy and deliberate. His flesh and face deform under the pressure, and every step brings a fresh wave of agony.