I told the slave I wanted to spend my coffee/cigarette break standing on him – but didn’t tell him yet I planned to stand more or less solely on his throat! He’s a little bit shocked when I step on his chest for just a second before the hard sole of my riding boot hits his sensitive throat – but he’ll have to endure it. I try different positions to apply pressure to his throat while I enjoy my coffee and smoke a cigarette. Looking down on him struggling to stay conscious under the pressure makes me smile – so weak and vulnerable under my boots. Later I take off the boots – but continue to stand on his throat with my bare feet.

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