Weeping at my feet, Zero is reminded of what a waste of space he is after every kick to the balls and stab of my heel on his ass. His intolerable squeals reduce to pitiful whimpers when I remind him just how lucky he is to be crushed by me in all my glory. Watching him squirm under my boots is his only redemption, and I end today's torment with some delightfully hard leather paddle smacks all over his body to leave him tingling all day long.