I've been imagining what it would be like to have you kneeling in front of me so that I could crush your delicate little balls under my strong feet. I've got this beautiful, thick cake with sprinkles on top that looks so tempting, I just have to trample my red stilettos right in the middle of it. I then slip them off and go to town with my barefoot just loving how it feels to have it squish in between my toes and under my soles. I just imagine you crying and begging for mercy while I dance on your balls over and over again until I finally give you a minute to breath, just to trample you all over again