I’m on the phone with a friend – and the slave girl is on the floor where she belongs – holding her little hands in front of her, so I can walk over them while I walk back and forth. I ordered her to be as quite as possible to not interrupt my phone call, but as my full weight comes down onto her little fragile fingers, she can’t hold back a few grunts of pain 😀 But I’m not only carelessly walking over her hands – I also keep standing on her hands and let my weight flatten her fingers, or use the thin heels of my shoes to inflict even greater pain! After a while, I hang up on my phone call to concentrate on her a little more … I think she needs a good reminder to not disturb me!

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