The submissive doormat plays at worshipping my heels, unaware of my true intentions. I permit him a brief moment of admiration before moving on to more severe games. I position myself on top of him, my heels digging into his soft belly, leaving marks on his skin. But it is his nipples that I am truly focused on today. I pierce him with my heels, causing him to scream out in pain. I alternate between his abdomen and his nipples, but I always return to those small, tender breasts that I am determined to destroy.
He screams and begs for mercy, but I do not relent until I see him reduced to a quivering mess. In the end, I admire my handiwork, my fingers tracing the deep holes I have created where his nipples once were. And as I measure the depth of these new holes, I know that he will never forget the pain and pleasure of serving me.