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With him pinned down, Miss Lizzy and I stepped onto him together. Full weight, shifting, testing how much pressure he could take. When We moved onto Our toes, he felt every bit of it. I stood on his face while Miss Lizzy trampled his body, and then Miss Lizzy climbed higher and tried My position for herself, getting a feel for it while I watched. Then I jumped on him. Hard. And kept going. Miss Lizzy joined in, standing on him while I used his face again. When she finally started jumping on him for the first time, I made sure she didn’t hold back. Serving two Dommes means he gets used however We decide. The two of Us switched positions constantly—weight on his chest, stomach, ribs, toes digging in, full pressure, no break. When I told him to keep his legs flat, he failed just like I wanted him to. And failure comes with consequences. Ten hits from Me, ten from Miss Lizzy. I removed the gag so he could count them properly. Miss Lizzy didn’t hesitate. I liked that. By the time We finished with him, every part of him had been used exactly how We wanted