In the locker room, a gay master orders his sub to lie down. The master, clad in his soccer gear, steps onto the sub's chest, his cleats sinking in. He grinds his feet, moving up and down the sub's body, leaving a trail of red marks. The sub squirms, gasping in pain and ecstasy as the master's cleats dig into his flesh, his soccer shoes leaving their unique, painful imprint.