Seated in this hotel room, I contemplate whether to stretch out and unwind or… My sadistic inclination takes over, and I summon the slave. I instruct him to lie down on the sofa, revealing that he will now serve as my personal sofa. I position my veiled feet on him and stand up, causing them to sink into his flesh as he melts into the sofa. It’s almost comical. I savor the sensation and continue to apply pressure, stepping on him all over his body, even his genitals. I also mount his face (close-ups) and bear my full weight down upon him. He becomes indistinguishable from the sofa, and now, as I settle onto him and plant my feet on his face, I have discovered my ideal position.