Mistress Gaia – Bruised Forearms

As I was going shopping, I ordered my slave to clean my boots and he didnt make a very good job. His excuse was he had a sore palm. So I told him to get on his knees and place his forearms on the table. Im going to give him something to complain about. I tell him to spread his fingers, and I begin to use my beautiful suede boots to trample on his mitts. As I budge from one forearm to the other he squeals in anguish. I also use my acute stiletto high-heeled slippers to really dig into his finger tips, this is extremely painful for him. I continue until I can see his hands turning a nice shade of blue. I have another pair of boots that require cleaning. This time Ill get him to use his .