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Phil was the last of us to be locked up, but only after his dick had been subjected to a few slaps courtesy of Master.
Smaller cage I think next week Phil.
He then left us, it was not yet 9 a.m I realised that I still wasn't sure what my job would entail on a day to day basis.
Master came back in. Paul l follow me.
Obeying I followed him into his office, he was again sat in his comfortable chair. He shoes and socks had been removed,
He pointed to a low stool.
Sit. These need a good massage. I hope you are better with bare feet than you are with shoes? I'm not putting these in dog food , so the answer better be yes.
I sat down and began to massage his size 12 meaty left foot.
While you do that I will give you the background on the team.
Me. I've been with the company for six years. Brought in by its new American owners to shake things up, get new contracts, clients and improve staff productivity. I've succeeded, I am as you can tell very much in charge, no one questions me, everyone obeys me, here in the office and for some when they leave for their lives outside. Staff who don't fully meet my expectations, or fail to honour all the clauses in their contract dont last long. Well they don't last long as my slaves.Those who do meet, my expectations, they get rewarded, well I think it's a reward
Not too bad a job at all, nice firm hands.
Richard, used to be a manager here, been part of the company for years. When I joined i realised he wasnt really pulling his weight. The accounts were dogy as fuck, and clients were always complaing about him, as were the staff. Then one day I walked into the bathroom, the cubicle door was ajar, the stupid fool and forgotten to lock it. He was there on his knees in a puddle of piss ,wanking. You've seen how tiny he is it was hard not to laugh. But I wasn't going to have that on my watch. I gave him five minutes to be in my office. That's when I gave him some options, resign with a two month pay off, or stay working in the company, but in a different position, and locked.
Mike, married Mike. Fit bodied, muscular married Mike Wife works in an office on another floor. Two years ago one lunchtime I saw them having a blazing row outside on the street, the night before Mike had gone out got drunk, and copped off with a woman in a back alley. Half way through he was caught by the police. She was called in the middle of teh night to collect him. She was cross at his infidelity, annoyed he could actually get it up for another woman, when he hadn;t really pleasured her in the five years of marriage, and upset that he might end up in jail. I suggested a solution, and promised I would pull strings to get him off the hook. Chastity, it wouldnt make much difference sex wise, as he was she said useless, to get him off the hook I spoke to some friends at the police station, s a few of them were meeting that night for drinks, I suggested that he could attend and serve as thier urinal. It went so well that for a week he was installed as a urinal in the station. The next morning he started to work here. Two years on his wife is a Domme and has a string of tiny dicked men who serve her. She really has no need for Mike anymore, and it's at her urging that I've kept him on a dog food diet for as long as I have, should have been just the one day, but she's become quite sadistic.
Fuck that really dows feel good.Move to the right foot. I was oddly turned on by how Master had captured his slaves, that I was massaging his feet unconsciously, and had to get myself back to reality to start paying attention to the right foot.
It's ok you can sniff if you want, get your nose right in there. I stuck my nose in the gap between the big toe and its neighbour, the scent was beautiful, I stick out my tongue and gave the sole a lick, Just massage for now, there will be plenty of time for tongue action
Kurt and Eric. Three years ago they were regulars in leather bars all over Europe, Kurt was often a poster boy for Fetish nights, Good to look at but utter cunts personality wise. As gay as anything but were the ultimate Mac4Masc type wankers, so much that although they were a couple they had never had sex with each other, and deep down felt taht even getting sucked off diminished thier masculinity. . I'd seen them in clubs being all aloof waiting for newbie twinks to approach waiting for them to bend down to lick their boots, and giving them a good kicking before the lips touched leather. One night they took it too far. Kurt misjudged the force of his kick and smashed the teeth out of a lad. The noise was horrific, but they seemed unaffected, and just walked away to a dark corner, where they took out their dicks and started to wank, daing anyone to come and try and suck them off. The police were called, I again intervened and made a deal. I made provision for the lad to have the best reconstructive surgery available, whilst Eric and Kurt agreed to work for me. I made them lock up each other dick. Every few months one of them gets sent off to a circuit party, one of the fisting groups uses them, for beginners to practice. A good sloppy hole when you first start is better than a tight hole that can't take the force.
Ok that's enough of a massage, on your back, a nice treat for you. You can inhale my feet as they press against your face. I maneuvered so that my face was positioned so both feet covered my head. The smell was intoxicating, my cock was straining
John. I worked with his husband years ago. He'd been with John since their university days, he'd grown bored of him, sexually and emotionally, so wanted a way out. He'd always been the main provider , having got himself a job in the city which meant that they lived in a damn expensive penthouse apartment, he'd got into a position where he never had to work again. John had never really gotten out of the pattern of being a temp, and at 33 had no career prospects. After three months, he finally realized that John was a freeloading bum so gave him an ultimatum, come work with me or he'd be out on his arse. So two years John turned up here, and I've been training him to be a litttle fuck pig ever since. As you saw yesterday I make sure he gets fucked twice a day. . He then gets sent home, and is made to watch as his husband gets fucked by whichever large dicked stud he's met Recon that day. If he's lucky he gets to clean up afterwards. I understand the husband is a lazy doucher so there's a lot of cleaning to do.
Open up, the skin on my heels has got terribly hard, use your mouth to soften them. From my position on the floor he positioned his right heel over my open mouth.
That brings us to Phil. Sweet Phil. On the one hand a total sadistic bastard, on the other hand a sweet innocent soul. Spent years in sex clubs , and online, had a progile setting himself out to be a disclplinarian, a collection of canes and tawses, which he excelled at using, I recall one poor chap who spent the night with him, who was lucky to leave for home with his nipples still attached. He then found himself working here, as one of the catering staff.
It was odd seeing someone who I was so used to seeing dressed in Leather barking orders and commands in what was frankly such a subservient position. Then one night when out, at a fetsih bar we were in the smoking area when we started talking, this soon ended up with us kissing. I had and have never bottomed for anyone, within ten minutes he was on his knees worshipping my boots. He looked up at me , `Please hurt me Sir' This was too good an opportunity to pass up. I ripped off his shirt. I Pushed him against the wall and gagged him with my glove. I ordered him to stay still. I then took my cigar and stubbed it out on his left nipple. The scream was horrendous. I then beckoned to one of my mates, who stubbed his cigar out on the right, again an horrendous scream. With tears in his eyes he looked at me and said Thank You Master. I moved him into this office and for the last year he's been my own dedicated pain pig. He bruises perfectly. He was also the only one not to be locked up on day one. I enjoyed inflicting pain on that dick of his far too much
Ok kneel.
I've told you all about your colleagues out there.. You are probably wondering what they all do when not serving me sexually. They as, will you. serve others. Most of this company is involved in Marketing and advertising, it just about makes enough money. The real money spinner comes from those guys out there.
Corporate slavery is a big thing.
When one of our clients is trying to get a contract with a Middle Eastern company, they call and off one of you will go.
High powered board meetings can get out of hand, what better than a few damp mouths on hand to help relieve the tension.
If you're lucky you;ll spend the night with twenty something, American on a business trip, of course you won't sit down for days.
I even offer special team building packages.
Richard for example was on one last week. Bizarrely, they went out camping for three days. Poor Man acted as their latrine the whole time.
Latrine? I thought to myself
Yes, basically three days of having to swallow piss and eat shit.
You can leave my feet now.
John's due his morning fuck. I will then go through the training plan with you .