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 riding boot hits his sensitive throat - but hell 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.
