They walk all over you

You’re just about to pass out, both from the pain and the asphyxiation, when once again the two beautiful brunettes get up off your body. You hope that they’re not just swapping places once more, as they look down at you, smiles on their faces, but then it must be over, for the two girls merge into one, and she places a stiletto heel on your chest, and assumes a victory pose, signalling her superiority.

You look at her helplessly, your gaze taking in her flowing yellow cape and thigh-high yellow boots, her skin-tight purple and orange bikini, her scorching hot body, and then she looks down, noticing your excitement, and smiles a sadistic smile as she steps onto your chest with both boots now, the heels cutting into your skin.

“This seems to be turning you on,” she says, looking down at your engorged penis, while she grinds her heel into one of your nipples. “Think you can take twice the fun?”

And then there are two of her on your chest and stomach, and then walking all over your body, grinding their heels into your nipples and cock and balls and navel, leaving marks under their sharp heels. You squirm beneath them, but they maintain balance; if anything, it seems to be adding to their enjoyment, along with your yelps and screams and begging them to stop.

Finally, they agree to stop, and merge once more into one.

“Thanks for the entertainment,” she says, as she gets on her knees besides you, her hand moving along your tender body and the bruises she/they have inflicted, making you wince. “Maybe I can make amends.” She reaches for your feet, and pulls them apart, spreading your legs. “Don’t worry, I’m not going to bust your balls,” she reassures you, “unless you want me to.”