Death in Service by Sally
Theme: Authoritarian
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Death in Service
Chapter 1.
Elaine Strich felt very uncomfortable as she stood before the desk as the short Asian man sitting behind it examined her from head to toe. Without shoes, her feet exposed, she felt peculiarly vulnerable; she made a vain effort to cover her naked feet by crossing the one over the over. The Asian, the director of the new company she had joined, just smiled. Even though there was a chair across from his desk he had made no offer for her to sit.
Eventually, after another long perusal of her body, he said, "Very nice Mrs. Strich, you are a most attractive addition to our staff."
In any other situation Elaine could have accused him of being sexist for such a remark, but for the Asian, such niceties of Western protocol seemed not to hold. Elaine smiled weakly, unsure what to say but it appeared that no comment was necessary. The `interview' was over and a small, dark Asian girl escorted her to her new office.
After the uncomfortable moments in the director's office, Elaine was now pleasantly surprised. Unlike her previous office in the small lawyer's firm she had left this was four times the size and carpeted in a lush carpet that felt beautifully soft on her bare soles. It was furnished extremely tastefully in an Eastern style. The Asian girl who had escorted her to the office introduced herself as Kim Lee. Elaine was delighted to find that Kim was her personal secretary and occupied the desk right outside her own office. Like Elaine, she too was barefoot, her small dark feet tiny in comparison to the taller blonde woman.
The necessity of being barefoot in the office seemed to be yet another of the director's strange edicts. Apparently this was another Eastern custom he had imported to Manhattan. Elaine had encountered this rule when she had arrived that morning for her first day at work. The security guard that sat outside the elevator when she reached the 25th floor had insisted that she remove her shoes before entering the office suite and then collect them when she left. Elaine had grudgingly complied and left her shoes in the bank of lockers that lined one wall. This small, insignificant act had somehow skewed her whole morning. She had been apprehensive about her first day at work in the new firm but had been determined to be cool; this simple act of becoming barefoot had left her feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Elaine had been headhunted by the Asian law firm and made an offer she could not refuse. The firm had a good reputation and Elaine was very pleased. At thirty she finally felt her career was taking off.
During the morning Elaine was introduced to her colleagues of whom about fifty percent were Asian, the others Westerners like herself, mainly Americans but some Europeans too. The first thing that Elaine noted, however, was the incongruity of their bare feet with the power-dressing suits. Elaine had difficulty keeping her eyes on their faces as they spoke, her eyes being drawn repeatedly to their naked feet.
Finally one Norwegian girl she was introduced to confronted her. "Yes, I had difficulty getting used to it too."
"Pardon?" said Elaine
"I notice that you keep staring at my feet."
"Oh god, I'm so sorry -- is it that obvious?"
"Don't worry. I did it when I first arrived too. I got to know everyone by their bunions!"
"It's just so unusual. I guess you get used to it after a while?"
"No!" the Norwegian girl said, laughing. "Don't worry. You have very attractive feet. You'll fit in fine."
That night when she got home, Elaine's husband asked her how her first day went. Elaine was bubbling with excitement about the new office and having her very own secretary. She was about to tell Martin about the `barefoot' policy when she paused. She wasn't quite sure how to drop it casually into the conversation without a note of... of what? Of excitement in her voice? She tried several times to mention it in passing but each time the words stuck in her throat. She wasn't sure why such a trivial thing had affected her so much. "They make everyone walk around barefoot." Somehow even thinking of the words made her flush. She turned away from Martin, busying herself with something else.
That night she woke from a dream of bare feet and the next day found her even more nervous entering the office than the first time. When she slipped off her shoes under the gaze of the watchful security guard she found herself trembling slightly. Entering the office, her feet naked and exposed, she felt like a different person. Maybe that was what the director intended.
Kim Lee was waiting with her mail and a number of files. Elaine tried to engage her in conversation but she seemed fairly reserved. Elaine noticed again how small and beautiful her light brown feet looked and hid her own under her desk self-consciously.
Elaine tried to concentrate on her work but her naked feet bothered her. They somehow seemed extra sensitive. If she put them on the floor she felt the soft tickle of the plush carpet on her delicate soles.
Crossing her legs seemed to make her feet sensitive to each other. This is crazy, she thought. Every time she spoke to Kim Lee she couldn't help looking at the girl's feet too.
Somehow she got through the day. That evening she went out for a full pedicure. She had never really paid her feet much attention before. She was happy with them in that they seemed to get her from A to B without too much pain or discomfort, however, if her poor feet were to be exposed to scrutiny every day then she would have to make sure they were in good condition. Any hard areas would have to be pumiced, any quick pushed back and each toenail carefully painted.
"Like them?" she said to Martin that evening. She had slipped off her shoes and was dangling one elegant manicured foot in front of his face.
"How much did you pay for that again? I can't see any difference!"
Elaine was just a little miffed. On the way home she had somehow imagined Martin becoming enamoured with her beautifully pedicured feet, throwing himself at them and showering them with kisses. Instead he sniffed slightly and said, "Phwoar! Cheese!"
Martin had never been exactly a sensualist.
Martin went to bed leaving Elaine on the sofa, listlessly flicking channels for something, anything, to watch. She felt like her feet had somehow been picking up charge all day and her body was now humming with static, buzzing to be released. Pulling up one of her feet to her nose (pleased she was still supple enough to do it) she sniffed. It was not cheesy at all, the smell was somehow musty yet sensual at the same time. It was a gorgeous carnal smell and she breathed in the odor deeply. It was almost aphrodisiacal and she felt herself getting wet. With one foot up by her nose, the other still on the floor her crotch was wide open and instinctively her hand went down her panties to touch herself.
As she rubbed herself she also tasted her foot experimentally. It didn't taste of anything but she liked the twin sensations of her toe in her mouth. Continuing to play with herself she pushed the toe slowly in and out of her lips, like a cock. The sensations were wonderful. She rarely masturbated, except when Martin was away on business trips, but then it was usually a late night affair - something to help put her to sleep after she turned out the lights.
This was a fully awake, narcissistic self-pleasuring of her own body for the sake of pleasure alone. That thought alone made the experience all the more thrilling. As she sucked on her toes with wanton abandon, one after the other, and rubbed herself, vague sensual images formed in her brain and dissolved. She tried thinking of Martin but the image would not remain. Then, suddenly, shockingly, a crystal clear image of her secretary, Kim, came to her. It was Kim Lee's toes she was sucking not, her own. The thought was at the same time both appalling and yet compelling. Elaine had no sexual interest in women and yet the thought of Kim's feet and herself, on her knees, licking and sucking on them was suddenly overwhelming. She groaned involuntarily with pleasure and came suddenly and swiftly, soaking her panties.
The next day at work Elaine could not meet Kim Lee's eyes. She was deeply ashamed of the filthy thoughts she'd had the night before, despite the pleasure they had given her. When she looked up once, briefly, at Kim's eyes she saw a hint of curiosity in them and felt herself blushing deeply. What must Kim think of her?
Avoiding Kim's eyes though was difficult though; if she looked down then she saw those exquisite small brown feet - the same ones she had imagined in her mouth the night before....
Elaine's mind was deeply troubled. Everywhere she went, everyone she spoke to, all she saw was naked feet. This nakedness seemed to excite a passion in her that she could not control. Now, late in the evening she was still in the office trying to catch up with all her work. She had thought she was alone but a movement outside her office door made her jump. Through the frosted glass she saw a figure moving. Was it a cleaner?
Her door opened and in walked Kim. She bowed slightly.
"Forgive my intrusion. I thought that you had gone home. I came in to turn off your lights."
"Oh well I'd better go home then! I don't want to sit here in the dark," joked Elaine, weakly.
Kim walked closer to her desk and stood looking down at her silently. Elaine looked up at Kim, her quiet presence making her feel unaccountably nervous.
Kim looked at her curiously for a few moments and then finally said, ""May I ask you something?"
"Certainly."
"Why do you stare at my feet so much?"
Elaine felt a hot flush rising from her stomach to her cheeks. Found out! What could she say?
Trying to maintain eye contact Elaine forced a smile and said, "I'm so sorry Kim. I'm really not used to working in an office where everyone is bare foot. I don't know why but I find it really distracting. I hope I haven't offended you?"
Instead of answering Kim Lee turned her head to one side with curiosity and said, "Your throat and cheeks have gone red."
Elaine, blushing even more furiously said, "I know. I find this all a bit, well... embarrassing."
Kim Lee smiled for the first time since Elaine had met her.
"There is no reason for embarrassment." She lifted one slim leg and put her bare foot on the leather-topped walnut desk in front of Elaine. "It is only a foot!"
Elaine gulped. The object of her fantasies was now only inches from her face. Kim Lee was looking down at her with genuine amusement. Elaine forced a weak smile up at Kim.
"You can look at it all you like now!" exclaimed Kim, laughing a little.
Elaine, going along with the joke pretended to peer at it, all the time her heart beating wildly.
"Very nice Kim Lee!" she said.
"Good enough to eat?" laughed Kim.
"Yes, very tasty!"
"You like?"
Kim, holding on to the edge of the desk for support, lifted her foot and brought it even closer to Elaine's face.
Elaine looked up at Kim feeling very humiliated and foolish.
"You like Asian cuisine?" laughed Kim, poised beautifully on one foot, the other right in front of Elaine's lips.
Elaine could now catch a faint aroma from Kim's extended foot. It smelled unbearably delicious.
"Yes," croaked Elaine.
"Then eat!" exclaimed Kim and thrust her toes into Elaine's mouth, forcing the woman's lips apart.
Elaine was completely taken by surprise and tried to back away.
"No! No! What are you doing?" she cried, horrified.
Kim Lee just grinned at her.
"I know the way you look at my feet. You look at them with hunger. You want them. That is why you go red."
"No, no Kim Lee. I... I'm a married woman," said Elaine, desperately trying to cling to her sanity.
Kim just smiled and shrugged as though this were of no consequence. She held out her foot towards Elaine again.
"Suck it. I know you want to."
Elaine looked up at Kim aghast. How could this young woman have so accurately read her perverse desires? How could she pretend that right now she did not want to take the beautiful slim proffered foot into her mouth and taste Kim on her lips? Her whole body was shaking, she could make no sound.
Something inside her snapped; she reached forward and, holding Kim's ankle in both hands, took the young woman's bare toes into her mouth. She moaned aloud, uncontrollably, letting go of all the tension that had been building in her over the week. She began licking and sucking desperately at the foot as though she were starved. As she did so she began to babble almost incoherently.
"Oh Kim, oh Kim. I love your feet; I worship your feet. I want them. I want to taste them. I want to serve them. I want to lie at your beautiful feet and make love to them with my mouth. Oh please...." And so on and so on.
Kim just smiled down at the blonde woman as she licked, sucked and nuzzled her feet, occasionally wincing or sighing with pleasure at the wicked sensations Elaine was causing. Gracefully sliding onto the desk she now lifted both her feet to Elaine's mouth letting her hold them and worship them with her mouth.
"Yes, you are my foot lover," she finally said. "Now get on your knees and do this properly."
Elaine got eagerly to the floor on her knees while Kim slipped into her recently vacated chair. Making herself more comfortable she now let Elaine suck and lick at her feet. As Kim became more aroused she lifted her skirt, pulled aside her panties and began rubbing her pussy openly in front of the kneeling Elaine. Elaine was only vaguely aware of this, concentrating all her efforts on Kim's feet, just happy to be doing what she was.
"Strip!" ordered Kim.
Elaine stopped and looked up at Kim, taking in for the first time what she was doing. Kim smiled at her insolently as she continued to rub her exposed snatch very deliberately, legs apart.
"Strip!" she ordered again a bit more harshly this time and Elaine, surprised but more aroused than she had ever been, complied.
A little shyly she stripped off her clothes one by one in front of her masturbating secretary, watching the Asian girl's eyes sparkle with lust a she watched more of Elaine's body come into view.
When she was finally naked and kneeling before Kim she started to speak. She wanted to tell Kim that she had never been with a woman before and had no idea what to do but Kim hushed her with a toe pressed against her lips. Kim then pushed Elaine to a lying position on the floor right at her feet. Putting one foot deliberately on her Elaine's chest, pinning her to the floor, she pressed the other against Elaine's lips and thrust it slowly into her mouth. Elaine lay quite still as Kim Lee pushed her foot further and further into Elaine's mouth until her lips felt as though they were stretched as wide as they could go with Kim's toes touching the back of her throat. The sensation was most uncomfortable and she wondered for the first time what Kim was doing to her. Then, just as it was becoming unbearable Kim slowly withdrew her foot again to the front of Elaine's mouth. Just as Elaine drew a breath Kim thrust the foot back in again, a little faster this time but still as deep, before withdrawing it. Gradually, faster and faster, Kim began fucking Elaine's passive mouth with her foot. When Elaine realized what Kim was doing to her she became even more aroused. Kim was using her mouth like she was some kind of fuck slut! Instinctively she reached for her own pussy, opened her legs and began to rub herself too.
"Good, good!" encouraged Kim.
Elaine had hardly begun before she felt herself coming. As she came her body spasmed and she doubled over, groaning. When she finally looked up Kim was still masturbating in the chair, grinning down at Elaine.
"Make me come now," she said.
Elaine did not really know what to do but put her mouth close to Kim Lee's fragrant pussy and tentatively licked at it. Kim needed more than that however, and, gripping the back of Elaine's head by her long blonde hair, thrust her pelvis into Elaine's face and began to ride her mouth, mashing her dripping pussy into her boss's lips and nose, moaning as she did so.
"Make me come. Make me come!" Kim moaned, as she jerked up and down in the seat, riding Elaine's face between her legs, smothering it with her creamy juices.
As she came she wrapped her legs around Elaine's neck, crossing her feet, and started to jerk violently, moaning loudly. Elaine had never been with anyone so enraptured by their own orgasm. Martin normally gave a small grunt before he rolled off her but this was something else. Had she really been the agent of providing such pleasure? She wanted to kiss this marvelous woman who had provided her too with such pleasure, this woman who had given her the privilege of letting her suck on her exquisite feet.
Kneeling up to get closer to Kim she leaned forward to kiss the recovering girl. Kim opened her eyes and saw Elaine's face close to hers. She immediately stood, pushing the chair backwards, to get away from Elaine, straightened her clothing and left the room without a word.
Elaine knelt naked, holding the arms of the chair, completely surprised. Her whole sense of euphoria suddenly came crashing down around her as reality hit.
What on Earth had she just done? Was Kim as disgusted with her as she was with herself? My god, she had just made love to a woman; a woman who was her secretary! She hung her head and sobbed.
If Martin had been more perceptive and not so tied up in his own career he would have realized that something was wrong and maybe could have saved Elaine.
As it was, when she got home late he was already halfway through watching a movie on TV and she was able to shower and make herself look and feel presentable again.
"Tired?" was his only comment on noticing her red eyes after finishing the movie.
She nodded.
The movie had included some sexy scenes and he was feeling semi-aroused when he got into bed later with Elaine. He made some fumbling attempts to get her interested but she curled up with her back to him.
"Bitch...." he thought before drifting off to sleep.
Chapter 2
The next day Elaine felt absolutely dreadful. She thought of taking the day of sick; anything to avoid seeing Kim Lee. The only thing that stopped her was knowing that leaving the confrontation to the following day would just make matters worse. She had to face up to what she had done and somehow move on.
The first thing that happened the moment she reached the office was that, after removing her shoes as usual, the security guard asked her to follow him to the director's office. Elaine remembered his cool appraisal of her body the first morning she arrived and shivered.
Inside the director's office sat the director and... Kim Lee. Elaine was shocked to see her there and her first reaction was to think that Kim was there to complain that Elaine had sexually assaulted her. However, on entering the office Kim turned and smiled and the director was smiling too. Elaine smiled weakly in response. What was this all about?
"Ah, Mrs. Strich, please sit down," said the director pleasantly.
At least she was offered a seat this time Elaine thought.
"Mrs. Strich, I would like you to watch a video," he continued and pressed a few buttons on a panel on his desk. The lights dimmed and an LCD projector lowered itself from the ceiling of his office and illuminated one wall. The video began and Elaine was shocked to realize that she was looking in to her own office and could see herself being taped. From the angle of the video she guessed immediately it must have been taken with a camera looking through the mirror on the wall. The video had been taken from the night before and began from the moment that Kim put her foot to Elaine's mouth. Elaine looked on in horror as she saw herself lean forward and take Kim's foot in her mouth.
She could not bear to watch any more and stood immediately, saying, "I'd like to offer my resignation."
"Sit, sit," smiled the director, hungrily watching as now Kim sat on the desk and put both her feet in Elaine's mouth.
Elaine stepped in front of the image of herself sucking on Kim's toes. It was impossible to reach the projector or turn it off.
"I don't wish to see any more," she managed to say, her voice trembling uncontrollably. "I will resign and you will not see me again."
The director tutted as she spoiled his view of the unfolding scene. Finally, with some reluctance, he switched off the projector and the lights came up again.
"Mrs. Strich, Mrs. Strich," he said, patronizingly. "I have no intention of letting such a valuable member of my staff resign. You have shown you have all the qualifications for a very special assignment."
Elaine had no idea what he was talking about and stood, shaking. She glanced at Kim who, to her amazement, seemed to be perfectly relaxed about the whole thing.
"I... I don't understand," she said, miserably.
"Please sit, Mrs. Strich, and let me explain."
Elaine sat as she was told, her mind too numb to do much else except follow instructions.
"You see, Mrs. Strich, we attract a lot of very wealthy Asian businessmen who need legal representation in your country. Competition is fierce and I have always found the company that can provide certain... extras, is often successful in gaining business."
"Extras? What extras?" Elaine did not like the way he had said the word.
"Let me be plain, Mrs. Strich. When these businessmen come to America they like to be entertained, and so do their wives. Other companies may provide limousines to take them shopping but we provide something far more valuable - their own personal foot slave."
The three words, 'personal foot slave', made Elaine shiver.
"You see, in the East, a rich woman can afford to have personal servants and a good foot slave is worth a great deal. Providing our clients' wives with a foot slave impresses them greatly and in Asian families it is often the woman who make or break the business decisions."
"I don't understand what this has to do with me," said Elaine, almost in tears.
"Don't you? My dear, you have shown in this video you have all the qualities of an excellent foot slave."
Elaine shuddered at the thought of the director having seen the whole video. My god, she had stripped off, lain on the floor and made herself come!
"That was different!" exclaimed Elaine.
"Oh was it? Was it really?" said the director. "You see, some people have an inherent attraction to bare feet. They cannot help themselves. The sight of a bare foot triggers an automatic sexual response and they can't help themselves. I think you are one of those people Mrs. Strich."
Elaine could hardly speak. "Whatever you think of me I will not be used as some kind of escort. Please accept my resignation and I will go."
The director leant across the desk, his smile fading.
"Mrs. Strich, I do not think you understand the seriousness of your position. I am in possession of a video of you cavorting naked with your secretary. I'm sure your husband or any future employer would be amused to watch a copy."
Elaine's heart sank at his words. This was... this was... blackmail.
The director watched his words sink in and said, "That's right. You will never work again and your husband will leave you."
Elaine wanted to scream yet she had no words.
"But don't worry. We will retain your services and pay you the wages you have been getting. In addition, certain customers tip heavily and a white woman like yourself will attract much business."
Elaine knew she was trapped. The director was ruthless enough to carry out his threat if she refused. She had no idea what a 'foot slave' was expected to do but it looked like she had no choice....
Chapter 3
Two weeks later Elaine sat nervously in a hotel suite in Manhattan waiting for her first client to arrive. The bell rang and she answered the door to a middle-aged Asian couple who took her in quickly in one glance then bustled past her into the room. Behind them came their daughter, a girl of twelve or so, who did not even look at Elaine.
Elaine was unsure what to do - the family began looking around the suite and unpacking as though she were not there. She stood mutely by the door as Kim had instructed her and waited to be told what her duties would be.
Eventually the woman sat on one of the chairs and motioned for Elaine to kneel in front of her. The man had gone off to take a bath or shower and the daughter sat, feet up, flicking the TV between cartoon channels. Nervously Elaine kneeled before her. The woman, who obviously had no English, motioned irritably for her to undress. Elaine looked around at the daughter then glanced back at the woman. Did she really want her to strip with her daughter present? The woman ignored her glance and leant forward, tugging at her top to indicate she should remove it.
Elaine complied, embarrassed by stripping in front of this stranger but even more so by the fact that she did not seem to mind her daughter being present. When she had removed her top the woman motioned to her skirt which Elaine removed too. Kim Lee had already told her that she must be barefoot at all times so now she was left in just bra and panties.
The woman smiled for the first time since entering the room but it was not a pleasant smile, it was a smile of anticipation and Elaine did not like it one little bit.
The woman motioned impatiently for Elaine to remove the bra too. Elaine could not believe she really wanted her to remove it with her daughter present and looked quizzically at her. The woman motioned angrily that she should hurry up and remove it.
Holding her head up and gazing into the middle-distance as Kim Lee had taught her Elaine reached behind her and slowly undid the clasp. Shrugging, she let the bra straps slip from her shoulders and the bra fall to her waist. Instinctively she crossed her arms but the woman motioned that she should leave them by her sides. Elaine's nipples became stiff involuntarily at the sudden exposure.
The woman studied her bared breasts and from the corner of her eye Elaine noted that the daughter too was looking over from her cartoons.
When the woman was satisfied she then pointed at the Elaine's last barrier to nakedness, her panties, and grinned. Elaine knew better than to try and argue and raised herself enough to peel down the panties to her knees, exposing her blonde bush. Past one leg, then the other, she removed the panties slowly and deliberately then put them beside her. Now she was utterly naked before her new mistress and totally at her mercy.
The woman picked up Elaine's discarded clothes and shoved them in the bin beside her. Elaine gulped nervously. Kim had told her that she might be expected to remain naked at all times.
The daughter had stopped all pretence of watching her cartoons now and turned to look with interest at the naked blonde kneeling before her mother.
The woman thrust her feet into Elaine's face. Elaine knew the drill. The woman's feet were sweaty and smelly from her long journey and she must clean them - using only her tongue.
Elaine removed the woman's shoes, then, holding back the urge to be sick, put her mouth to the woman's feet and began to lick. To her surprise the smell and taste were not as bad as she had thought they would be. Certainly no worse than Kim Lee's feet at the end of a day's work. Kim often came to her office now and made Elaine 'practice'. Although she hated Kim for the way that she had trapped and betrayed her she could not resist her feet and, scowling, would lick them clean for her, no matter how dirty they were.
The more Elaine began to lick the woman's feet in this humiliating position, the more aroused she became. She was ashamed of herself and yet the more guilty and ashamed she felt the more aroused she became. Now she was showering the woman's feet with loving licks and kisses as though she were in love with her, oblivious to her daughter's presence. The woman sighed with satisfaction; here was a truly great foot slave, and a white woman too.
When the woman's feet were 'clean' she dismissed Elaine and stood. By this time the husband and re-entered the room after his shower. He was a short, rounded man; a towel was around his waist. He grinned at Elaine's naked form kneeling on the floor and bent over to tweak an inviting breast but his wife scolded him and motioned for Elaine to go stand in a corner.
After the woman had showered and changed to the man spoke to her in broken English. He pointed to their daughter and said, "You babysit."
Elaine nodded to show she understood and then the couple left. When the door closed. The girl looked up from the TV and surveyed her naked 'babysitter'. Elaine noticed that, although much younger, she had the same evil half-grin of her mother. Elaine's strategy was to stay as still as possible and look into the middle-distance, as though she were no longer physically there. This is what Kim Lee had told her to do when she was not wanted. The girl would not allow her to do this though. She got up and walked around Elaine's naked body, examining her like she were a new toy to be played with. With a little jump Elaine felt the girl's hand gently caress her buttock before flitting away. Standing before her again the girl looked up into her eyes with an insolent expression. Keeping her eyes on Elaine's she reached forward and tweaked a nipple. Elaine gasped but managed to keep her hands by her sides; if she reacted too much it would only make the girl do it worse.
Seeing that she effectively had free reign with Elaine's body the girl pulled Elaine into the bedroom and pushed her on the bed. When Elaine was lying down the girl started to examine her in earnest. No part of Elaine's body was spared from the girl's ruthless probing fingers. Elaine guessed that she had never seen a woman's vagina close up and she certainly made the most of the opportunity to explore, opening the mysterious petals that hid her flower.
The girl imitated what she had seen her mother do and thrust her feet in Elaine's face. Elaine, telling herself she had no choice as a slave began to lick them and at the same took her own dark exquisite pleasure from having the young girl's feet in her mouth. As she continued to lick and suck at them she could tell that the young girl was becoming aroused.
The girl took her feet from Elaine's mouth and put them against Elaine's pussy lips. Elaine gasped as the slim foot penetrated her then started to fuck her.
As the girl's foot was so small the girl had no problem in slipping it right in up to her ankle. Elaine gasped with pleasure and pain as the girl fucked her with her foot. The girl was obviously enjoying her mastery over the older woman in this way.
It did not take long before Elaine came but the girl did not stop. She was not satisfied until her new 'toy' lay exhausted and panting at her feet....
The daughter was so pleased with her new toy that a week later Elaine was 'purchased' by the family and moved back to Asia with them. Her husband was told she was on a 'business trip' and then later told she had been killed in an accident. He was handsomely rewarded for her 'Death in Service'.
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