It was a bright morning and as usual I got ready for my office and left home at about 8. I had been very much annoyed with my boss from last days as she always gave me all the work every time. My boss is 5’6, 135 lbs. and in her late 30s. Her name is Ms. Bhanvi. She is having long black hair, a very attractive face, great breasts, beautiful round ass, sexy legs and perfect feet. I went to her office to talk to her. I asked for the permission to come in and she said, “Come in and sit down here.” I sat on the chair opposite to her. She began. What do you want to talk about? Just let me know. I told her that I wanted to resign from the job. Without asking me the reason, she directly said, “Where will you find the new job? I didn’t reply. After a pause of 20 seconds, she again said,“Okay! I will give you the new job. Are you ready for it.” After thinking about it for a minute I said yes without knowing what the job was.
As soon as I said yes, she got up and went over to store room. After 5 minutes, she came back but I didn’t notice her as she hit my head from back very hard. I fell to the floor and became unconscious. When I regained back, I found myself naked on the floor and my wrists were tied to the table and I found my boss standing with a camera in her hands. She took my photographs and I just couldn’t do anything, as I was feeling very weak. She said, “Here is your new job. You have become my slave! You now have to serve me and don’t try to tell this to anyone or else I will show your photographs to the whole world. Now listen to the
rules, slave boy! You will call me MISTRESS, obey me, and do whatever I say. If I will not be satisfied with your work, you will get punishment. Is that clear?” “Yes mistress”, was my reply. After this she untied me and ordered to go under the table while she sat on her seat. She ordered, “Clean my heels.” I took out handkerchief from my pants, which was near the table and started cleaning. She immediately kicked me and said, “Do you think these heels of your owner should cleaned with a piece of cloth. You have done a mistake and you will punishment. Clean them with your tongue, BULLSHIT! I just started to lick the dirt off her heels. The awful taste filled my mouth. I took about 3 hours to clean those heels. Till evening I laid there under the table with her cleaned heels sometimes on my chest, sometimes on my face and sometimes on my erect. I felt very much humiliated. She finally me to get up, wear my clothes and go to the car. I lay down in the car with my mistress’s feet on my chest. I felt very ashamed of myself in front of the driver. At least he had a better job than me.
Finally, we reached there and outside the house I was ordered to open my clothes. I did it and went inside her house following her on my ALL FOURS. Immediately she sat on the couch and ordered me to bring a glass of apple juice from the kitchen. She switched on the television and rested. I brought her favorite apple juice for her. Then, she said, ”My feet are really tired and sweaty and they need some tongue service.” I immediately sat on the floor mat and began with gentle kisses and slowly began to give long strokes to her soles with my tongue. My dick was hardening on. Actually the taste of her feet was not so bad. I liked the taste of her sweat and toe jam. Now I was licking her feet through my heart. When my job was finished with both of her feet, she said, “You might be feeling hungry. So, bring two bananas from the dining table” I went on and brought the bananas from the table and then she said, “Keep them The night went over and bright sunny morning came. My mistress’s panty was still over my nose when my mistress said, ”Wake up you dirty slave” with a kick to my chest. I woke up and right on my all fours in front of her bowing down my head. She said, “I am going for exercises. But before that take your morning tea.” I knew that what that meant. It meant her morning piss. I lay in the position to take it. She started with it and the stream of her golden nectar was coming much faster than the night. So, it overflowed my mouth and fell on the floor. But this time my mistress didn’t say anything. An instruction came, “You will clean it whatever you did and after that prepare something for me foe the breakfast. Not only for me but also for you but you will get your breakfast after it is crushed under my feet.” When she was near the door, she said, “By the way I am not going for exercises for myself. I am going for you as you like my sweaty feet and those stinky socks and sneakers. They will be ready for you to be worshipped and cleaned.” She shut the door and locked the main door. I quickly cleaned up her piss from the floor. Her cupboards were not locked and a thought of stealing those photographs hit my mind so that I can free myself from her slavery. But I didn’t do anything. I don’t know what was happening to me I was starting to love to be dominated by my goddess. I opened her cupboard but not to steel those photographs but to satisfy myself with her socks or panties. I saw two blue and one white panty there. I picked up the panties and brought them to my nose but they were tasteless, as they were not worn. I placed them back at their place. I searched through her cupboard and I saw her socks, bras and other casuals but they all were not worn except the pair of sneakers which at the bottom of the cupboard. I picked them up and inhaled deeply. I just loved that aroma. But my mistress was about to arrive and I also had to prepare the breakfast. I was ready to eat my breakfast crushed under her perfect feet. I prepared it and mistress came. As soon as she came, she ordered me to open her sneakers. Then, she said, “My socks and sneakers are ready for you. Set the table until I refresh myself.” I set the table. I had prepared nothing but made slices of bread-butter. To impress my mistress, I placed my breakfast on the floor near to her chair so she can just on them. She came and said, “hunnnnnn, impressing me. Okay, you have impressed me but to impress you I have also done one thing. I have not washed my feet and they are still waiting for something.” She was bare feet and her feet were dirty. She set on the chair and begged, ”MISTRESS, please crush my breakfast under your beautiful feet. I want to get taste of your and aroma of your feet.” With this she pressed those two slices of bread with her delicate feet and crushed them. I just lowered my mouth to her feet and starting to eat my breakfast. She ate her and ordered me to bring a tub of water. I brought it. Meanwhile, mistress stood up and started walking all over the dining and drawing room with some pieces of my breakfast still sticking to her feet. It seemed that like me those pieces of bread-butter never wanted to stay away from her sweet feet but they had to leave those feet. They left as footprints on floor. I came back. “ Wash my feet with this water and in the whole day whenever you feel thirsty drink this water only. And I know you will because you love my feet. I have done one more thing you clean. Look at the floor. Eat whatever is there. And I know you will because you love my feet. You can eat whatever you want for the lunch but first give your lunch also a sniff of my socks and sneakers. And I know you will because you love my feet. Will you do these 3 things?” she said while I washed her sweet feet. Sweet in taste, sweet in odor, sweet to feel and also sweet to see. “Mistress your feet are my heaven. Even you did not say all things I would have worshipped your socks, sneakers, water of your feet and your footsteps. For the whole day I will give deep sniffs to your socks and sneakers. I will clean them for you and worship them thoroughly.” “Very good, you slave boy. You are the best slave I have ever found. It’s amazing that you have learnt all the things in only 1 day. So, its decided that that you will be my slave for 1 month only because just in 1 day you have learnt how to respect your goddess.” “No, MISTRESS, I want to be your slave for whole of my life. I love to be dominated by you. I just love to worship your feet, socks, sneakers, pussy, heels, panties, to drink your golden nectar, and if you desire I can also worship the heavenly ass of my mistress. I love this job. Please mistress, give me any hard punishment but don’t free me from being your slave. I am begging, MISTRESS. Please.” “Okay, Okay, you will be my slave for whole of your life. You will be under me.” she said quickly as she was getting late “Thank you, GODDESS”, I said as I bowed down to kiss her feet. Then I brought a towel and dried her feet.
Finally mistress went to the office locking the door and I was all alone in the house. After she went first thing I did was to go to her bedroom and open her cupboard. I picked up the sneakers that I sniffed earlier and brought them to the dining room. There first of all, I gave a deep sniff to her sweaty and sweet socks. My dick was erecting hard. And this time no one was to order so I started to stroke. In only 8 strokes, I cummed and just by sniffing her socks. Then, I took her one sock in my mouth and separated all the sweat and dirt from her socks. I did it with other sock also. Then I cleaned and sniffed her sneakers. I cleaned the floor not with a duster but with my tongue because I loved her feet. My lunch was nothing but the two bananas and I ate them as my mistress told me I peeled them off one I kept in her sneaker and one in her sock. I crushed the one that was in her sock by my hands and I pressed the other one hard to the toe part of sneaker. I ate them and for whole of the day I kept on sniffing and cleaning. I also drank that foot-water for my beautiful mistress. In the evening when she was about to arrive I quickly cleaned my cum from the floor which had fallen earlier and put those sneakers in her cupboard.
She arrived and again the same routine had to follow which I had followed yesterday. After that day I never wore the clothes, never went to my own home. Now everyday I worship her socks, sneakers, feet, panties, and pussy, clean her heels, sometimes worship her ass also. Everyday she smothers me and makes me cum at least twice a week. I daily drink her piss. AND I PRAY TO GOD THAT FOREVER I SHOULD BE THE SLAVE OF THIS SUPERNATURAL BEING. THANK YOU GOD…….