My slave is such a tiny guy; I am taller, heavier, and stronger than him and will show him how much by trampling and crushing him like a bug under My feet. he is nothing more to Me than a carpet to step on, or a human couch to be sat upon. Can he take My full weight on his belly, his chest, his face? I really donโt care about his cock and balls, all I want to do is walk all over him. I love to feel his bones almost collapse when I step on his chest. To hear him struggling to breathe as I squash and crush his ribs with My pantyhose covered feet. Surprisingly, My little guy is doing quite well; maybe I can find use for him as one of My permanent human carpets after all.