At Her Feet in the Office: humiliation, foot worship, femdom (Professional Misconduct Book 2)

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Feet and toes are sensitive to touch, so even gentle kissing can feel incredibly sensual. Bend to your knees and kiss your partner’s toes. You’re such a good slave, boy. Rub my feet while I make some calls. Get in between the toes and kiss them while you’re rubbing.” So, it’s not clear what it is about feet that’s appealing, but a few theories have been offered to explain why some people are just drawn to feet and foot play. Biology

As I knelt, staring at the ground, my knees hurting more and more, the taste of my mistress’s soles still on my tongue, I heard muffled argument. From what I could gather, Ms. Kohlman was asking Ms. Lauren just why what she did was so bad and why and how she would be punished for it. After a few minutes, I heard footsteps towards the door, and I straightened up a bit, in preparation for whatever Ms. Kohlman was going to do. The event took place Thursday at a Midtown spa, where regular hours feature routine services such as scrubs and massages. After dark, it’s decorated to look like a bordello.

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A few days later, she wore these tall leather boots with a heel and I could tell that they bothering her. After shifting her legs about 5 times in one minute I asked her what was wrong. "It's these boots," she said, "they've made my feet so sore after wearing them all day, but I don't want to stink the office." Thank you, Goddess.” I said immediately. “..I deserved that.” She told me never to say what I said again. I assured her I would never say it again. Please make sure chapters are at least 1500 characters in length, though the occasional 'choice' chapter is fine.

my lower rib and upper stomach. I must have grimaced as Kelly said “Oh sorry, did that hurt?” (although still resting her boot heel at least half an inch into my stomach just below my rib as she asked this). The following day, Tuesday, Kelly did turn up to work. Almost half an hour late, but Kelly was usually late arriving to work. Then alyssa slap her again with her left Hand " Now the other one " and katie did the same thing and kissing her left hand. Sometimes, when she was feeling more sadistic, she would make me put her feet in my mouth. It started when she wanted me to prove her nails were dry, and I had promised they were.After about three days of this, in the middle of a conversation she joked, "I feel awful for keeping you here every listening to my babble. You should go hang out with your friends or go home or something." I explained my situation to her, to which she replied, "Oh! Then my office is open to you during any of these periods. It's so nice to have some company in this small, cramped office." So, I began hanging out in her office everyday.After a week or two of our long conversations, one day she began to dig in her drawer and slipped of her flats. "I'm sorry to interrupt, but when it gets to about 2:30 everyday my feet start feeling so cramped in my flats and I switch to tennis shoes. I haven't been doing it when talking with you because I don't want to stink up the office with my feet, but it's bothering me too much today. Sorry!" she explained. I told her that there were no worries, since I had dealt with much worse (and I really had with Ms. T just a few months before). She replied, "Haha you don't need to flatter me, you can admit that my feet can do a number in a small room." Katie look at her beautifull face while her heart beating so fast and said " i do everything and anything you want goddess i work in a big company and i have a good salary and i'm divorced and i have a house and car and you can leave that job goddess and i will give you all the money you want " , alyssa start to laugh hard and said " hhhahahahhaha What a pitiful bitch, of course, I will quit this job. Why should I lift a finger when I have a slave like you " In this interactive story you can choose whether you have a foot fetish or a dislike for feet, then decide upon your level of experience and standing within the office workplace: whether you are a manager, established for several years, or the new guy! We chilled a bit more. Goddess asked Wendi if she wanted me to massage her feet, but she was self conscious that she hadn’t had a pedicure in a while and said maybe someday after she gets one. Goddess told her I don’t care about that, but Wendi was like “Well I DO.” We gave her friend a ride home and chilled a bit at her place. I met the fur babies. Yes Goddess!!” I exclaimed lowering my head face to the floor again. “Thank you Goddess.” I continued.