I love this spiral staircase, it has just the right space for my slaves hands to appear in between steps while he is hidden under the stairs. Its always exciting to come down and find the surprise of his hands ready to get trampled. Today, by the way, I have some new wide-heeled ankle boots, Ive never used them to walk on him yet and I cant wait to try them. I squeeze those sausage-shaped fingers until they get thinner while ignoring his moaning of pain: only when Im satisfied do I let him out of his den to let him kiss the shoes that made him suffer
