Heels of Steel
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Mistress Evilyn is back - nude and rude! She has ordered a whipping boy from the S&M escort agency.
The moment tall Tar enters the room, she tosses him to the ground and teaches him what steel-toed shoes
feel like when they dig deep into his sternum and collarbone. "I don't do this!" Tar complains. "I'm a
gigolo, not a pain-boy!" "You're on MY turf now," explains Evilyn as she smashes those steel heels right
into his face. Ah, he marks nicely. No Femme Domme has ever been so alluringly imperious as Mistress E,
especially when she orders tar to massage and worship her pantyhose-clad feet. But Evilyn also likes to
slap his face, and especially to TRAMPLE this toad non-stop…not only in her bare feet, but also in those
outrageous pain-giving pumps! "Don't you move!" she screams, as she digs her knees into his torso and
drops butt first onto his easily-bruised body. The face-sitting is both violent and sexy - she PUMMELS
his noggin with her ass and pussy! But she likes stomp action best…CLOMP CLOMP CLOMP, she marches double
time, raising those lovely knees high. Of course, she uses her strong thighs to cut off his hair, figure-fours
his torso, rides him like a horsie, slaps his face, suffocates him by hand, strangles him with her stocking,
chokes him with her bare feet, makes him kiss her bare feet, and basically stamps him into the next world.
Evilyn is so luscious and so lethal, she could give Mr. Bill a stiffy.
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