I told the slave I dreamed to spend my coffeecigarette break standing on him - but didnt tell him yet I planned to stand more or less solely on his mouth! Hes a little bit shocked when I step on his chest for just a 2nd before the hard foot of my railing boot hits his sensitive mouth - but hell have to suffer it. I attempt different positions to apply pressure to his mouth while I love my coffee and smoke a cigarette. Looking down on him fighting to stay conscious under the pressure makes me smile - so feeble and vulnerable under my boots. Later I take off the boots - but proceed to stand on his throat with my bare feet.
