Our trampling subject lies submissively at our feet. Mastered by Missy Van Licks, Lady Adora, and another mysterious figure, he surrenders his body to be trampled upon by our high heels. No part of his body is spared from the sensation of our full weight pressing down upon him. We do not relent, even when it comes to his hands and head.
As we grow tired of our heels, we abandon them and continue to dance and press down on his body with our bare feet. His body gives way under our weight, but he relishes in the feeling of being crushed by our powerful figures.
As he lies there, he is granted a unique view as he looks up at our dominant figures from below. He is the only one who can see who among us is not wearing panties today.