Tramplee plays an annoying door-to-door vacuum-cleaner salesperson. Well, whatever he tries, he is ALWAYS annoying. Not only does he ignore the "no solicitors" sign above Tori Sinclair's door, he has an insulting closing technique: "I can see you need a cleaner - it's filthy in here!" Well, Mistress Tori - as dominant and violent as she is beautiful and shapely - knows one sure cure for a mouth like that. She tosses him to the floor and TRAMPLES all over his torso. We've seen stiletto heels before, but these - they are like hypodermic needles. Every time she shoves them into his flesh, his body practically bursts like a balloon. "Look, lady," he groans, "I'll go through anything if it means a sale. How about I throw in a dustbuster...?" WHAM! The heel pokes into his navel. "Suck my heel!" she commands. "Suck it! Maybe I'll just fuck you with my heel. You know what I mean?" What a merciless bitch! She slaps his face and jumps on his ribs. After doffing her torture-shoes, she smashes his body under her bare feet, marching on him rapid time - hell, she practically does a riverdance on his chest. "I think I'll take your cleaner," she announces, "for free!" How can he refuse, with her feet smashing right on to his face - which is looking straight up? "This is fun!" she crows, as she forces him to lick the bottom of her feet clean. (Hey, his job is hoovering up the dirt, right?) His nose practically disappears beneath her weight...and just wait until you hear him grunt and groan. This is REAL trample torture, folks! His face supports her full eight - and it literally knocks him out.

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