Mistress Christin has a new found fetish. She likes to crush food. She enjoys getting some good food and especially the expensive kind and then she crushes it. Sometimes she teases someone and when they know that person is longing for that food, she then crushes it in front of them. Like when today she crushed these sweet smelling burgers with her high heels and left a mess when she was done.
Lady Alshari was bored while she was taking a walk. She came across a fruit on the road. She walked toward the orange and when she got to it, she did not hesitate crushing it. She used her boots to crush it and make sure there was nothing left of it. She squeezed all the juice out of it and left the pulp as dry as she had never seen one before.
Madame Marissa was pissed at her boyfriend because of what he had done. She was so pissed off that she took some of his antique toys which were of a lot of value and she crushed them. She used her boots to crush them and by the time she was done with them, there was nothing remaining of them except a huge pile of garbage which she left for him to find.
Mistress Christin wanted a new PC. Her old one had become slow and she no longer found it useful. She told her husband she needed a new one but he kept referring to the old one. So she did him a favor and used her high heels to destroy the old one in order to kill all references to it. She then made him by the new one that she wanted.
Madame Madison had heard of food crush and she wanted to try it. She took some bananas and crushed them. She used her high heels to do it and when she was done, she had left a huge mess on the floor. But she was not bothered about all the mess because she wanted to use that mess to humiliate her slave. He was the one to clean it all up.
Christin and Lady compare their sneakers for a bit before deciding that an entire fleet of toy cars must be destroyed. They step, stomp, and bounce on the plastic toys, reducing them to splintered shards of rubble all over the floor. These sexy doms are hell bent on annihilating anything in their path, and these toy vehicles are most definitely in their way. Goddesses in sneakers rule here.
A fan sent me a pair of killer New Rock boots and his own laptop, and I know just what to do. The heels of these boots are like daggers, and they easily puncture the hardware. I stomp hard on the laptop, loving the breaking noises it makes, especially when the screen shatters and the keyboard buttons skitter across the hard floor. I've take great pleasure in ruthless trampling.
My stupid slave never seems to learn. That fucking loser bought another expensive watch, even after I'd already totally destroyed all his previous ones. I take it out to the street and gleefully grind my killer high heel boots into it. I love the clinking and crunching noises it makes under the soles of my boots as I stomp it into submission out in public, including the stupid box.
This sturdy looking tank is no match for my need to crush things into oblivion. I play with the plastic toy, teasing it a bit before my reign of terror begins. I don my high heel pumps, stepping on it roughly and preparing to smash it into utter destruction. Listening to the toy get crushed to pieces and feeling the helpless plastic shards under my feet feels intense and amazing.
Lady B can't wait destroy this phone. She takes it outside to get the fun started. She starts to trample and stomp on it with her killer high heel boots. She stomps on it over and over again viciously. Using her metal heel to inflict as much damage as possible. She's not going to stop until this thing is completely crushed and destroyed. She wants this thing in tiny pieces.