Possessed by My High Heel Ita

Ready to be possessed by my heel, by my weight so completely at the mercy of my power like this banana, like this fruit.

Ready to sacrifice, be pressed by me completely helpless.

He's also eager to be crushed to a pulp in the feet of his divine, magnificent mistress.

Completely crushed, so pumped, pumped under my helpless heel

Because you make me do everything, anything, because you're my foot, my power, feel my weight, like I decide about you and you do nothing.