Seated on her new human throne, Lady Scarlet contemplates the slave’s suitability as a doormat. She rises, stepping onto him, testing his resistance. He proves resilient, but she remains relentless, walking, jumping, and kicking – even on his face. His arousal is palpable, drawn by her perfect form and legs sheathed in black nylon stockings.
Once satisfied with her trampling, she demands his gratitude in the form of release. She grants him five minutes, a duration both long and short, to reach climax. Commandingly, she urges him to masturbate while she towers above, standing on his face. Her sultry voice guides him, and he is unable to resist.
Within moments, he ejaculates, and she squeezes out every drop with her feet, savoring his gratitude.