Sadistic Carpet Training
Making new friends is great, but finding someone who shares your exact taste in cruelty is even better. While in Miami, I met up with Mistress Luna Black, and we **** no time turning our newest toy into our personal human rug.
We turn his body into our playground. We laugh, stomp, and trample all over his chest and stomach, completely ignoring how hard it is for him to breathe under our weight. What better way to test our carpet, than having him sing for us as we dance and jump on him? We mock his pathetic effort and revel in his suffering.
Deep down, this is exactly what a trample sub craves. His entire purpose is to be a rug, to have his chest flattened and his ego entirely crushed beneath our feet. He finds his true fulfillment in being completely objectified, knowing his place is firmly at the very bottom. He needs to feel the heavy pressure of our bodies to remind him of who he belongs to, finding a twisted sense of peace in the absolute dominance we exert over him.
We push that submission to its absolute limit, sealing his mouth with a socked foot and crushing his face and neck under our weight. Watching him **** on his words while we mock his muffled attempts to speak is the ultimate display of his helplessness.
Witness us strip our sub completely of his humanity and break him down into nothing but his true purpose, our human carpet....
We turn his body into our playground. We laugh, stomp, and trample all over his chest and stomach, completely ignoring how hard it is for him to breathe under our weight. What better way to test our carpet, than having him sing for us as we dance and jump on him? We mock his pathetic effort and revel in his suffering.
Deep down, this is exactly what a trample sub craves. His entire purpose is to be a rug, to have his chest flattened and his ego entirely crushed beneath our feet. He finds his true fulfillment in being completely objectified, knowing his place is firmly at the very bottom. He needs to feel the heavy pressure of our bodies to remind him of who he belongs to, finding a twisted sense of peace in the absolute dominance we exert over him.
We push that submission to its absolute limit, sealing his mouth with a socked foot and crushing his face and neck under our weight. Watching him **** on his words while we mock his muffled attempts to speak is the ultimate display of his helplessness.
Witness us strip our sub completely of his humanity and break him down into nothing but his true purpose, our human carpet....
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