You imagined it was your palm… or maybe your foot. And I stepped right onto it—unaware, uncaring. Wearing sheer black reinforced stockings, sharp green high heels, and an oversized white shirt-dress, I unknowingly crush a chocolate bar under my stilettos. I shift my weight, stand still, check my phone—completely ignoring the pressure beneath me. You endure it silently, not daring to move. At the end, I peel back the wrapper to reveal what’s left: shattered pieces and deep, round stiletto marks. That could’ve been you. Maybe it was. This clip is your perfect mix of ignore fetish, high heel domination, and crush play—with a sensual, elegant twist.