I’d been working at this upscale restaurant called Martin’s Café for the past seven years. It’s a very popular and trendy seafood/steakhouse that always seems to be packed with beautiful and fabulously wealthy people. The food and drinks are outrageously expensive (the wine especially) and the tips are outrageously generous. Our uniforms were white tux shirts and black slacks (the girls had the choice to wear either black slacks or skirts and hose). I was so lucky to have been a waiter at this place. I was making six figures a year and living like a king. I didn’t think it could get any better, but my time had finally come…or so I thought.

Our manager, Stewart, was moving on to the new restaurant that was opening up across town, so his managing position was becoming available and I was a shoe in for the job (the owner, Martin, absolutely loved me and I was clearly the most promising candidate). After paying my dues and playing the political game for the last several months, I couldn’t wait to be the new boss of this place…and it was perfect timing, too.

I generally got along with everybody who worked at Martin’s, but there were two waitresses, Jenn and Kim, that really got on my nerves and it was no secret. I’d gotten into it with these idiots on more than one occasion and there was a mutual hatred that underlied our every encounter.

These two were the classic beautiful sorority bitches that were snooty and looked down on everyone…and they always seemed to get whatever they wanted. As much as I hated these girls I have to admit, they’re breathtakingly gorgeous. Jenn is about 5’5” and about 120 lbs. She has a perfect face with green eyes, high cheekbones, and a flawless complexion. Her light brown hair is all one length and cut just below her chin, framing her face and adding to her beauty. Her bust is medium sized, her ass is perfectly rounded, and her legs are lightly muscular and, in my opinion, her best feature. Her and Kim often wore short skirts to work showing off their legs because they thought they got better tips…and they were probably right. Kim is Lebanese and magazine beautiful; she’s 5’8” and about 135 lbs. with long black hair, big brown eyes, baseball sized breasts, a plump perfect ass, and legs to die for. She also has a certain elegance about her, a certain classiness; the way she walks, her perfect posture, French manicured fingernails, etc. She always looked out of place carrying a tray and serving food, and she certainly didn’t have the attitude for it.

Anyway, ever since they started working at Martin’s about a year ago, Stewart was completely under their spell and wrapped around their little fingers. They flirted with Stew like he was some sort of Greek God, which pretty much kept them out of trouble. Hell, every male employee was in their power…except me. They had the poor adolescent busboys running around like headless chickens serving their food, cleaning their tables, refilling drinks, and generally doing everything for them accept greeting their customers, taking their order, and dropping the check. Martin never had a clue that they were horrible waitresses that should have been fired long ago.

Not only did they still work there, but they got away with everything. They were constantly late for their shifts, they were always leaving early without doing any clean-up or sidework, and they worked whatever shifts they wanted and frequently called in sick only minuets before their shifts began leaving the rest of us to cover for them. And oh, did they hate my guts. They resented me for pointing out their every mistake to Stewart. They resented me for not succumbing to their physical beauty, for having enough dignity to tell them to f*ck off and go bark at the moon along with their idiot sorority sisters.

I couldn’t wait to call these two beautiful bitches in to my office and watch them squirm and plead for their jobs. They’d already been sucking up to me for the past month, knowing that I would soon control their fate and posh financial reality that all of us waiters had become so accustomed to. Yes, Jenn and Kim were especially nervous, knowing that they’d be out of a job when I took over. I had it all planned out…

So, Friday night rolls around and there was a mandatory team meeting before the shift began at 5:00pm. Martin was there, which was sort of surprising (he never sat in on meetings like this unless something big was going down). The whole wait staff was there along with the kitchen and hostess staffs. After Stewart got done going over the usual stuff (specials, what we’re out of, etc.), he paused for a moment, cleared his throat and said “Well…as most of you have heard, I’ll be leaving to open up the new Martin’s Café. What you probably haven’t heard…is that this will be my last night here.” This news caught everyone by surprise. Jenn and Kim both completely froze, the color draining from their faces. My heart started to pound with anticipation as Stewart looked my way and continued, “Tonight I’ll introduce you to your new manager. Russel…I want you to show her around and get her up to speed.” Wait a minute…hold on a sec. Her?! Are you freaking kidding me?! Her?!!! “Sure Stew, whatever you need.” I calmly said. I was fuming, though, and the looks of happiness and mockery on the faces of those two lucky bitches made it ten times worse.

My mind started racing. I thought of getting up right there and walking out on that sh-thole of a place. I thought about charging Stewart and choking the living crap out of him for being so damn stupid. I was livid…but I wasn’t stupid. There’s no way in hell that I was going to kill my cash cow. I was completely dependant on this job. I needed it to pay off my whole reality. No, the best thing for me to do now was to be as helpful and professional as possible. At least I was fortunate enough to get the first shot at impressing this new manager, and who knows, maybe she’ll see right away what complete dumb asses those two sorority bitches were. Okay, I was calmer now with a new state of mind about the immediate future. Things would be fine…just fine…

Just then, a stunning lady walked out of the office and into the kitchen with the head chef, Chef. They were looking at some papers and not really paying attention to the meeting that was going on. She was radiantly beautiful as she stood there talking quietly with Chef. Her straight blonde hair was cut like Rachel’s from ‘FRIENDS’, her face was porcelain smooth, she stood about 5’7” in her black heels, must have weighed about 120 lbs, and she was dressed in a midnight blue professional business suite. At this point, I was really looking forward to meeting her and walking her through the routine here.

I was brought out of my daze when Stewart said “Tanya, come over here for a moment please. Let me introduce you to our staff…uh, your staff.” Tanya…hmmm…pretty name. Tanya smiled, flipped her hair out of her face and confidently walked to the front where Stewart was. “Everyone, this is Tanya. She comes highly recommended…” As Stew was making his welcome/changing of the guard speech, I almost crapped my pants when I saw what happened next.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part II

Tanya had made eye contact with Jenn and Kim and threw them a look of joyful surprise and a big smile. My heart skipped a beat and I almost fainted. Was this really happening? Did these two stuck up beauty queens know this beautiful new manager? Good God, are they all friends or something, do they all hang out together or what?! I glanced over at them in total shock. Sure enough they were looking right at me and silently laughing and smiling like they had just won the lottery. I couldn’t believe it. My heart sank into my stomach. I was in Hell- no, this was purgatory…at least in Hell you know exactly where you stand. I looked away from them and wiped the sweat off my brow. Just then Stewart was finishing up “…so make her feel welcome and go out there and make some money. Russ, can I see you for a sec?”

Everyone slowly departed as I hesitantly walked up to where Tanya was standing with Stew. “Tanya, this is Russel. He’s one of our best, if not the best, and he’ll be at your service.” Tanya looked at me with her captivating light blue eyes and smiled revealing perfectly straight white teeth. She extended her hand to me “Russel, it’s nice to meet you. I’m looking forward to working with you.” Her monotone voice was all business, but she was truly lovely; I could see why she got the job. I shook her slender hand and managed to reply, “It, ah…it’s nice to meet you, too, Tanya. Let me know if you have any questions about anything.” “Thank you, Russel, I will.” Her grip was firm, serious. She then looked away and dropped my hand and her whole demeanor changed as her face lit up “Jennifer, Kimmy, oh my God!” She was literally hugging these two idiots and dancing up and down practically squealing with joy. They were all bouncing up and down…the sight made me sick. “How long have you two worked here?” “Almost a year now.” “Really? Oh my God!” “ I know, Oh my God!” This was my worst nightmare- strike that, this was the beginning of my worst nightmare.

Needless to say, Friday night went by very uncomfortably for me. I didn’t have much of a chance to talk with Tanya and before I knew it her and the two idiots were off for the evening, leaving all the clean up for me and everyone else. They were probably having a drink somewhere and discussing old times…and new times to come. This wasn’t looking good. Nope, not good at all…

At the end of the night, just as I was about out of hope, Martin approached me. He put his arm around my shoulder and said in his fatherly voice “My boy, I’m leaving tomorrow on a jet plane to the Bahamas. I’ll be opening up another restaurant there next year and I want to get acquainted with the land. I’m telling you this, Russel, because I want you to run it for me.” I was freaking out…in a good way, “Are you serious Martin? Seriously?” He smiled and said, “You’re damn right I’m serious. Seriously.” I didn’t know what to say; I was flabbergasted “I…uh…I’m thrilled. I-I can’t wait.” “Well you’re gonna have to wait, about a year.” A year…a whole year…here, “so you’re leaving for the Bahamas tomorrow and you’ll be there for…” “About a year” “A year…” Hmm…could I last a year here with this new situation? I had to, “Okay, well…have a safe trip. And thank you, Martin, I won’t let you down.” He shook my hand and said, “I’m counting on you, Russel. I’ll be in touch.” And he was off.

So, Stewart was out, Martin was going to the Bahamas, and I was here for another year working for Tanya. Hmm…I guess I’ll play it by ear and do my best to cause as little friction as possible. The Bahamas…me basking in the sun for the rest of my life…yeahhhhhh…

I showed up at work a little early on Saturday, just to make a good impression on Tanya. She wasn’t even there yet, go figure. At about 5:55pm she came in with none other than Jenn and Kimmy. They were actually quite the sight. They looked like Charlie’s Angels, only prettier. Tanya was wearing a cream-colored business skirt-suit with matching heels and white stockings; she clearly stood out amongst all the black cloths the rest of the staff was wearing. Jenn and Kim were in their usual white tux shirts with black skirts and black sheer hose with leather low-heeled black shoes that had served as their work shoes for the past year. I was prepping my section for the evening as they came sauntering by smiling wickedly and giggling. As they passed me, Jenn turned and said “Whatcha starin’ at, Russel boy?” Then Kim added “Got a problem?” I looked back down at what I was doing and tried my best not to explode. Those cocky little wenches. One year…one…year…(deep breath)… I can make it…I have to make it.

At 9:30pm I’d only had one table in my section and it was a little old lady who stiffed me. Meanwhile, Jenn and Kim were each waiting on large parties of known millionaires; they would bank tonight…I was getting pretty pissed off. As I was on my way to the hostess stand to ask them what the hell was up, a monotone voice called me from behind “Russel, can I see you in my office, please?” “Sure Tanya, I’ll be there in a second.” I continued to the hostess stand, “Now, Russel.” I turned around expressing a little annoyance and followed her into her office.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part III

Tanya sat down behind her big oak desk, which she had personalized with pictures and flowers. I noticed the desk chair had been replaced with one of those big black leather, high-back chairs. I stood there for a moment as her eyes bore into mine. Finally she broke the silence, “Close the door.” I paused and then slowly stepped back and pushed the door closed. I went to the front of the desk where there were two chairs and sat in the one on the left. “I didn’t say you could sit down.” I took a deep breath and casually stood back up. “Do you like working here, Russel?” I couldn’t believe I was hearing this “Yes, I like working here. I’ve liked working here for the past seven years.” Her eyes narrowed “Then what’s with all this attitude your throwing at me?” I was dumbfounded “Attitude? How about letting me do my job? I’ve had one customer all night. I need to make some money, too.” At this, she smiled “Ah yes, lets talk about money shall we? You do make pretty good money don’t you? You probably cleared over $100,000 last year, huh?” I didn’t know where she was going with this, “Probably, somewhere in there…” Again, she smiled as if she knew something I didn’t, “Well that’s odd, Russel. You see, I have access to all the company’s books, records, and tax information. After catching up with my sisters last night I decided to do a little research, and do you know what I found, Russel boy?” Okay, she was scaring me. Her sisters? That made sense, I guess. But what was she talking about…research? I was confused and I must have looked it. She was almost gloating, sort of toying with me, “I found out how much the federal government thinks you made last year and the year before and the year before that. Now I was really confused “Yeah…so?” “So? So according to them you made a paltry $27,000 a year!” She looked at me like I was an idiot. “You really are clueless aren’t you? Do you know what ‘tax fraud’ is Rustyboy? Do you have any idea how deep the bucket of sh*t is that you just fell into?” My heart started to pound. I wasn’t exactly an ace in the ol’ tax department. I was just claiming what my friend Jake told me to when I first started working there. Of course Jake hadn’t worked there for six years, but he was a pretty smart guy…sort of. “Let me break it down for you, Rusty. The government expects you to make 15% of your total sales in tips. They expect you to claim at least 10% of your total sales. You, my dear jackass, have claimed less than 5% for the last seven years. Let me ask you this: Have you been getting money back from taxes in the last seven years?” I was extremely nervous at this point and she could sense it, “Uh…yeah? I always get about $3,000 back…why?” She leaned back in her big leather power chair and laughed out loud “Oh my, my. Let me break this to you as gently as I can…let’s see, let me find the right words. Mmmmm okay…” She spoke very slowly and deliberately, “You, Russel, have committed fraud against the United States Federal Government for the last seven years. This is what we call a felony. Not only do you owe them a considerable chunk of change, but you will probably serve time in a federal prison…you know, with rapists, murderers, that kind of thing.” I was in shock. I could feel my heart racing, but I couldn’t move. Could she be right? She sure as hell sounded right. “Are you getting this, boy? Is this making sense to you?” I was about to break down. I could actually feel tears welling up in my eyes. I was sweating profusely, my heart was racing “Oh my God…Oh my…my God…” She just snickered and stood up “Stay here. I’ll be right back.” She went to the door and just before she left, she turned and said, “You can sit now…boy.”

This was all happening so fast. Tax fraud? How could I have been so incredibly stupid? Jake, you f*cking moron. Why did I listen to that *sshole? And why was she calling me boy? Just a few minutes ago my biggest problem was that I hadn’t had any customers for three hours. Now I’m facing a felony, more financial debt, and federal prison? What the hell was happening to my reality?

I’d been waiting in Tanya’s office for over an hour. I was about to finally leave when the door swung open and Tanya came in all chipper and happy. She sat back down in her chair and kicked her legs up on the desk. She seemed very relaxed in contrast to me being a complete wreck. “Shut my door, boy. There might be a way out of this yet.” I immediately perked up with new hope. I got up and gently closed her door and sat back down. I looked at her patiently, waiting to hear what she had to say. She was in the catbird seat and she knew it and she was milking it. She glared at me, smiling, and said “Don’t worry about taking anymore tables tonight, Russ. I don’t think you’re up to it, do you agree?” I felt helpless as I looked at her, “Yeah, I suppose I’m not.” She just continued smiling at me like she had something on me, which apparently she did. I finally said “You mentioned a possible way out of this mess for me?” She rocked back in her chair using her high heel to push herself back and fourth, “Oh I think I’ve got an out, but it’s not a sure thing.” I waited and waited until finally she burst out laughing at me, “Russ you’re killing me! You are hilarious! This is going be more fun than I’d originally thought. Okay, here it is: The IRS doesn’t audit everyone, and chances are they’d never audit you; they haven’t so far anyway. They go after big fish, not some dumb ass waiter who seemingly makes less than $30,000 a year. They’d only look into your tax situation if someone were to tip them off, say someone who doesn’t like you or someone you’ve been mean to. You don’t have any enemies who know your little secret, do you Rusty boy?” Oh my God. I’d just realized where this whole thing was going. They had me. They had me big time…and they weren’t just going to let me go. I stood up and pleaded with Tanya “Tanya, I don’t even know you. Why are you doing this to-” “Sit the f*ck back down, boy!” Her tone was vicious now. I sat down as she quickly stood up and walked briskly over to my chair and stood above me. “Let’s get one thing straight, you piece of sh*t. For the last year you’ve done everything you could to get my sisters fired. You’ve been disrespectful and downright nasty to two girls that I care about.” “Is that what they’ve told you? Tanya I-” WHAP! She slapped my face…hard. I just froze. I couldn’t believe that she actually just hit me. “Don’t interrupt me when I’m speaking, ever! In fact for now on you don’t speak unless you’re told to, you got that, boy?” My head was still ringing. I looked up to her in confusion- WHAP! “I said do you understand me, boy?” Now I was simply lost. Did I just enter the twilight zone? Was this really happening? Was this angel of a creature really slapping me across my face and commanding me to not speak unless I was told to? WHAP! She smacked me a third time and then got right in my face and softly, wickedly said “You did this to yourself, bitch. You made your own bed and now you’re going to face the consequences. The rules are simple: You do exactly as I say for the next year and you’re off to the Bahamas. If you don’t, then I make a thirty second phone call to the IRS and you’re on your own. If that’s the case, I hope you have one hell of a lawyer. Now, I know this is sudden, but all I want from you at this very instant is a nod of understanding. I’ll say it again for you, nod if you understand your position.” I took in this information the best I could and slowly nodded, confirming that I understood my position and options. “Good boy.” She patted me on the head like a puppy and went back around, sat at her desk, kicked her feet up, and leaned back. At least this meant she wasn’t going to hit me again, for now… “Listen carefully, boy. Now that you have a firm grasp of your situation, I want an answer: Will you obey my every command for the next year or do I pick up the phone right now and call the proper authorities? Take a moment and think about this, but don’t make me ask you this twice.” She then reached forward and picked up some sheet of paper from her desk and began casually reading it.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part IV

I’d never imagined myself in this kind of scene. I’d always been a relatively good person; sure I’ve done stupid things, but nothing to ever harm anyone. And here I was now faced with being ordered around for a year by a beautiful vicious bitch who clearly had violent tendencies and happen to hate me, or face the feds with a tax fraud charge and likely have to pay back a hefty sum of money that I don’t have, not to mention a stint in prison for God knows how long. The legal bullsh*t I’d have to go through, a felony on my permanent record…or one year of agony and humiliation followed by a lifetime of hanging out in the Bahamas. There really wasn’t a choice for me…and she knew it, that f*cking bitch knew it and those other two idiot bitches knew it. I finally said weakly “Tanya, may I speak?” Tanya put down the paper she was reading and smiled victoriously at me, which made me cringe inside and feel weak. How could such a wonderfully beautiful creature be so completely cruel? She spoke in her monotone voice “Yes, you may speak, boy.” I looked down at the floor “I…uh…I-I have chosen to do as you say for a…for a year.” I meekly looked back up to meet her eyes. She was trying to be serious, but she could barely hold it in, “I see. Well, that’s your decision, now isn’t it?” “Yes, Tanya…that’s my decision.” She chuckled lightly, “We’ll see. We’ll see if you can hold up your end of the bargain. I must warn you, I’m not very tolerant. I can deal with minor infractions in my own way, but if you mess up in any major way, like disrespecting me or any of my friends, I won’t hesitate to make the call. Are we absolutely clear on that, boy?” I was defeated. I nodded my head in acknowledgement. “Good. Then it’s settled.” I actually felt a slight sense of relief. I just dodged a huge bullet…but at what price? Only time would tell.

“Boy, stand up and lean over my desk and kiss the sole of my shoe.” It was starting…the humiliation. “Okay, now this hesitancy is something that we’ll have to correct as soon as possible.” I could tell she was getting angry and I tried to make immediate amends. I stood up and leaned over her desk to where her foot was resting…and I kissed the gritty sole of her shoe. “That’s a good boy, but you’ll have to be a little quicker about obeying my commands in the future, is that understood?” Obeying her commands? Like I’m some sort of dog? “Yes.” I said as I cursed her under my breath. She smiled “Yes what?” I thought for a moment, “Yes…Tanya?” She took a deep breath, removed her feet from the top of the desk, stood up, walked around and once again stood over me, “Boy, you will treat me with respect.” I thought I was respecting her. “You will refer to me as Miss Tanya. Do you understand?” I swallowed, looked up at her beautiful menacing face “Yes…Miss Tanya.” I couldn’t believe I was in this position. Kissing her shoe? Obeying her commands? Calling her Miss Tanya? Her face went from stern to satisfied, “Good boy. Now kneel down and kiss my feet” Was she freaking serious? How far was this whole thing gonna go? “Now!” WHAP! I was out of my chair in a heartbeat and down on my knees before her with my head bowing down to do as she commanded. God, she had beautiful legs. I leaned down and planted a kiss on the tops of each of her shoes (I was guessing she wore about a size 6 ½). It was absolutely humiliating. “Keep kissing, boy, I’ll tell you when you can stop.” I was at an all time low, literally. Just when I thought I couldn’t be more degraded, she lifted her white stockinged right foot out of her high heel. A wave of her foot scent went straight in my face. It smelled lightly of foot sweat mixed with shoe leather and new stockings with a slight hint of vinegar. I reared back and looked up to her in disbelief. She was grinning from ear to ear. She put one hand on the desk to balance herself and held her foot out for me to kiss. “You must really like being smacked by me, boy.” Hearing this, I instantly lowered my face and began planting kisses on the top of her foot. I could see through her stockings that her toenails were painted the same cream color as her suit and heels and that they were perfectly aligned with her big toe being the longest descending down to her pinky toe. I also glanced down to her shoe a few inches from my eyes. I could see the imprint of her toes on the inner soles and noticed that I was right about her size, a 6 ½.

Just then a knock came at the door. I panicked and began to get up WHAP! “Boy, did I give you permission to stop kissing my foot?” My heart was racing at the thought of one of my coworkers witnessing my situation, “No, Miss Tanya…you didn’t.” and I, again bent down to her stocking clad foot and planted kisses on the tops of her toes. The knock came again. I heard Tanya say, “Who is it?” A familiar voice came from outside the door said, “It’s me Tanni, can I come in?” Oh my God. It was Jenn. “Of course, Silly. You never have to knock.” The door opened and then closed. There was a long pause as I continued to kiss Tanya’s foot. I heard footsteps come closer and out of the corner of my eye I saw Jenn’s perfect legs and her black low-heeled shoes stop right next to Tanya. All of a sudden they both burst out laughing. I wanted to crawl into a dark hole and die. One whole year of this…one year… “Boy, look at me.” I stopped kissing Tanya’s slender foot, sat back on my heels and timidly looked up to meet her and Jenn’s smiling faces. Jenn was especially beaming. “Boy, this is my sorority sister, Jenny. Say hello to her.” I thought for a moment of what Tanya had said earlier about disrespecting her or any of her friends and softly managed to say “Hello…Miss Jenny.” Jenn was giddy at this point. She started jumping up and down clapping her hands and laughing. She leaned in to Tanya and kissed her on her cheek, “Tanni, you are the best. Oh my God! I can’t believe it. This is sooo awesome!” Tanya just smiled confidently and said to me, “Boy, you will show Miss Jenny the same respect you show me. You will obey all of her commands without question. Do you understand me?” I swallowed and said in a low voice “Yes, Miss Tanya, I understand you.” Tanya gave a compassionate look to Jenn and said “You see, sweetie, everything’s taken care of. For the next year, Russel here will obey our every command.” Jenn was in awe of her sister, “You mean…like a slave? Our slave?” Tanya winked at her “Watch this.” She looked back down to me, “Boy, roll over.” I was shaking with humiliation at the thought of being their slave and being treated like their dog, but I had no choice but to obey. I went from my kneeling position and actually rolled over on the ground at their feet and ended back up on my hands and knees in front of Jenn. “You try, Jenny.” Jenn looked down on me like it was her first chance to play with a new toy. She could hardly contain her enthusiasm “Sit, boy, sit” I then went from my hands and knees position to sitting back on my heels. “Good boy. Now, bark.” Bark? Were they for real? WHAP! Tanya’s hand came across my cheek…again. “Roughhh. Roughhh.”. “Good boy.”, She looked at Jenn sternly “He learns fast, but he may need a little prompting sometimes.” Jenn gave me an evil smile “That’s good, because he has got a lot to learn.” What had I gotten myself into? How far were they going to take this?

Tanya the Boss Lady Part V

Jenn looked down at me, “Boy, on your back.” I paused for a moment and then lay down on the tile floor with my head in front of Tanya and my midsection in front of Jenn. Jenn moved around me and stood between my legs gazing down at me with anticipation. She then lifted her foot and planted it directly on my @#%$ and balls and began applying pressure. As I started to yelp, Tanya quickly raised her stockinged foot and placed it right on my face, “Shut the f*ck up, boy. I don’t wanna hear a sound from you.” Her sole was damp with perspiration and she slid it around my face, covering every inch with her girlfoot smell. Her soles were soft. The next thing I felt was Jenn’s full weight as she stood with both feet on my groin. I tried to not make a sound, but I couldn’t hold it in and I let out a slight whimper. Tanya raised her foot from my face and said, “What’s that, boy? Did you say something?” I just looked up at her with pleading in my eyes. “I didn’t think so.” She slapped my face with the sole of her foot and then put it back down, covering my lips and nose. Then Jenn started walking up my torso saying, “I think I’ve found a good function for you, doggy. You can be my carpet and maybe even my shoe cleaner. Would you like that, boy?” Tanya removed her foot as I looked up to Jenn and managed to say, “Yes, Miss Jenn.”. Jenn smiled and said, “Good boy.” And she walked up my body and held the sole of her dirty shoe about six inches from my face, holding Tanya’s hand for added balance. “Now clean the sole of my shoe. Go on, boy, lick it all clean.” I strained to reach my tongue up and lick her sole. Her and Tanya were loving this and laughing as I licked and cleaned the crud from this bitch’s shoes. As I was licking, I managed to see directly up her black skirt. She had nude pantyhose on with no panties underneath, so I got a decent shot of her neatly trimmed bush and as humiliated and degraded as I was with my current task, I have to admit that I was getting aroused, I mean this truly was a beautiful girl with a beautiful body…even if she was a spiteful, evil bitch.

Jenn looked back to Tanya “Oh, I almost forgot. Mr. Whitmore would like to meet the new boss lady. I told him I’d try and track you down.” Tanya smiled and said “Is he that gorgeous thing you were waiting on earlier?” “That’s him and he’s worth millions. He’s been done eating for awhile and now he’s at the bar.” Tanya slid her shoe back on her foot and raised the sole of her shoe to me “Lick” was all she said and I knew not to disobey. I leaned in and began licking the dirt from her sole as her and Jenn giggled. “Do you have anymore tables left, Jenny?” “No. My last two-top just left. Tipped me fifty on a hundred dollar check.” “Good for you, sis. Then you can keep our new slave company.” Tanya pulled her foot away and left me there alone with Jenn.

“Well, well, well.” She smugly said as she looked down at me. She stepped on my face for about five seconds and then got off. She went to the chair beside me and sat. “On your knees and turn to face me…slave.” I couldn’t believe this. Slave? Now I was truly in Hell. I slowly turned around until I was in front of her, still on my knees. She crossed her legs and stared down at me with malicious delight, her foot dangling about three inches from my now red face. “What an interesting turn of events. Wouldn’t you say, slaveboy?” I looked up to her gorgeous mocking face and said, “Jenn, I know we haven’t exactly gotten along in the past, but-” Before I could go on she smashed the worn, filthy sole of her other shoe against my mouth, “Just because Tanya isn’t here you think you can disrespect me? Have you forgotten your place so fast, slaveboy?” She mashed her sole against my face and then pulled it back. “No, Miss Jenny, I haven’t, but please-” “Shut up.” And from her seated position, she kicked me square in my balls. It knocked the wind out of me. I wanted to continue pleading my case to her, but I also didn’t want to give her any reason to go off on me. I just knelt there at her feet and tried my best to be humble. “I never liked you, boy. In fact I’ve grown to despise you, as I’m sure you are aware. For the last year you’ve gone out of your way to make it as difficult as possible for Kim and me, but now things have changed and you will soon learn what it means to be on our bad side. For starters, show me some damn respect, now!” I wasn’t totally sure what she meant, but I had a pretty good idea. I leaned in to her foot and began kissing the top of her black leather shoe. “Good boy. Tanya was right, you’re learning fast how to treat your superiors.” She chuckled slightly, “This is going to be a fun year, boy.” Just then she reached down and took her shoe off by the heel. Immediately I was caught with a waft of her stinky, sweaty foot, much stronger than Tanya’s had been. As I looked down at her shapely foot and wiggling toes, I could see through her sheer nylons that her toenails were painted a deep red. She then held the inner sole of her shoe about an inch from my nose and said, “Sniff. You need to become familiar with your master’s scent.” Master? I closed my eyes and prayed that this was just some bad nightmare and that any second I’d wake up. I was brought back to reality by a SMACK! to my face. Jenn had not held back when she hit me with the dirty sole of her size 7 shoe. At least, unlike Tanya, she was left-handed so it caught the other side. “Wow!” She said with a rush of adrenalin, “That felt great!” And before I knew it she did it again, SMACK! She’d hit me a second time just for the hell of it! I was completely dazed and my head was spinning. “Ohhh yeaahhh. I could get used to this.” SMACK! Again the sole of her shoe came slapping against my tender face. This was not a good sign. If she started enjoying this my life for the next year would be more miserable than I’d ever imagined. My heart was racing and I began to panic, “P-please, Miss Jenny…no-no more, please…” She was looking at me in a new way, now, like she was some sort of predator and I was her pray. She was getting worked up, almost in a sexual way. Once again she held her shoe to my nose and commanded, “Sniff, boy.” I buried my face inside her warm shoe and took a deep whiff. It was a very strong musky smell, a years worth of sorority girl sweat that was moist with tonight’s efforts. As I frantically sniffed and sniffed, my lungs filled with her scent and I could hear her laughing at me. Here I was down on my knees smelling the shoe of a prissy bitch that I absolutely hated. Could my life be any worse? SMACK! “Good boy.” I guess so.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part VI

As I struggled to clear the cobwebs from my head, I was assaulted with a smell twice as potent as her shoe. She had raised her foot and placed her wet sweaty high-arched sole squarely on my face. I heard her other shoe drop to the ground and felt her leg rest on my shoulder. She moved her foot around my face, wiping her stinky sweat all over my cheeks, nose, and lips. She was literally massaging her foot using my face. It was degrading. I felt a deep sense of humiliation and shame as I knelt there and took it. “Get used to this, doggy. For now on you’re mine. I own you. I am your master and you are my slave…for one whole year. She then switched feet and began rubbing her other foot all over my now swollen face. “Your only purpose is to please me and make my life easier, isn’t that right, boy?” She pulled her foot back about three inches to let me answer, “Yes, Miss Jenny. I am your slave. I will do my best to please you and obey your every command.” I figured maybe it was time for me to change my way of thinking and try to adapt to my new situation, I mean resisting would only make matters worse for me…that is if things could be worse. I leaned in and gently kissed the sole of her smelly nyloned foot. “That’s a goooood boy.” Tears of shame began to well up in my eyes as I kissed every inch of her sole. I was completely and utterly defeated. She moved her foot so that my nose was lined up with the crevice just under her toes and said, “Smell my foot, slave, and get used to it.” I inhaled as she commanded. This was the strongest smelling part of her foot and she new it. Just then the door opened and I heard Tanya’s voice, “All right for you, Jenny. I like your style.” They both giggled as Jenn responded, “This is nothing, watch this.” And she took me by the hair with one hand and started smacking my face with her shoe in her other hand. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! She then sat back again, rested both of her feet on my shoulders and looked up to Tanya with pride, “I think I could get used to this.” They both cracked up. Tanya came over and stood by her looking down at my red swollen face, “And we haven’t even scratched the surface. Hey, Jenny, why don’t you go get Kimmy so we can show her our new slave.” Jenn snickered and said, “Better yet, why don’t we let slaveboy go fetch her.” “Excellent idea, sis.” Tanya looked down at me and said, “Bitch, go out and fetch Kimmy. Tell her that it would be your privilege to have her come into the office where you can show her the respect you’ve been lacking for the last year.” I weakly said, “Yes, Miss Tanya.” As Jenn removed her feet from my shoulders I began to stand up. “Uh uh uhhhh.” Tanya began tapping her foot on the ground. I leaned down and kissed her shoe. “That’s better. Now go on boy, fetch…” “Yes, Miss Tanya.”

My legs were tight as I stood up and slowly walked out of her office. As I stepped out into the dining room, my new reality was finally starting to sink in. This dining room that I’d spent the last seven years of my life in all seemed like a distant memory. My coworkers were looking at me like they didn’t even know me and they seemed…sort of pissed off at me. What had Tanya told them about my situation?

I snapped out of my daze when Suzie, a cute little Chinese waitress I’d trained just three weeks ago, bumped into me carrying a tray of drinks. Instead of the usual ‘Ohh, sorry bout that, sweetie’ she just looked at me with disgust and said “Watch it.” with a nasty tone. I asked her, “Suzie, what’s up?” She rolled her eyes and said, “Screw you. I hope you get what you deserve.” And she walked away. What the hell was going on?

As I looked around the place, I saw Kim across the room clearing silverware from a table and I immediately remembered my task. I took a deep breath and began my walk of shame. As I neared where she was, I noticed that she was sort of sweating. Hmmm, must have been a busy night for her, she probably made close to five hundred tonight. I hesitantly approached her and spoke humbly, “Umm…Miss Kimmy?” She paused for a moment and then turned around with a genuine look of astonishment on her beautiful face, “Yes?” I couldn’t look her in the eye. I nervously looked down her legs to her feet, thinking about how sweaty they were and wondering if they reeked like Jenn’s. “What the hell is it, loser?” Now I started sweating, “It would a…It would be my privilege if you would come to Tanya’s office…ummm…where I can show you the respect I’ve been lacking for the past year…ah…that is, if you want.” When I glanced up to meet her eyes again, she was looking at me in a whole new way. We’d always had a certain amount of respect for each other, even though we hated each other, but now she was looking at me like I was worthless. She laughed slightly to herself, “Oh my God. She did it…she really did it. Oh my God…” I looked down, humiliated. I began shaking a little and my heart was racing. “Tell you what, finish cleaning the rest of my section and I’ll meet you back there.” “Yes, Miss Kimmy.” Now this I could handle. This wasn’t so bad. “One more thing…” At that point she reached out with her right hand and grabbed my balls through my pants…and squeezed “You’re gonna wish you never laid eyes on my grade A ass.” My God she was strong, and ruthless. She squeezed until I literally yelped. I was up on my tiptoes as the pain shot up my spine. “Your balls belong to me, now, don’t they?” And then she pulled me within three inches of her and spat directly on my face. Her gorgeous brown eyes looked into mine and challenged me to do something about it, but I just took it “Yes, M-Miss Kimmy.” She finally released my balls. As I was bent over coughing and trying to regain my senses, she grabbed me by the scruff of my neck and lifted my face to meet hers. I could feel her spit running down my cheeks as she spoke, “This is nothing, @#%$. You’re gonna wish you were dead. Now clean my section and hurry the hell up about it.” She released me and briskly walked away as graceful and cocky as ever.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part VII

As I finished up with her section, I noticed that there were only a few employees left. Wow, time sure flies when you’re being degraded and put through hell. Before I went back to the office to face the witches I decided to make a pit stop. That whole ball-grabbing episode must have messed with something because peeing now hurt like hell. I was pretty tender down there. I splashed some water on my face and unenthusiastically made my way back to Tanya’s office. Just before I was about to go in, Susie came up to me and said, “How could you? You must be so ashamed!” She had to be talking about my fraud case, “I am, Susie. It was stupid, I know.” She shook her head and said “Nobody steals from me. I’ll get you back, you son of a bitch.” And she stormed off. On an impulse I barged into Tanya’s office and aggressively said, “What the hell did you tell Susie? Now I’m a thief?” I guess I must have really stunned them. They just sat in their respective chairs and glared at me like I’d just killed their puppy. After a pause you could drive a truck through, Tanya stood up from behind her desk. Oh no…I’ve awoken the beast. Sh*t! She wasn’t showing any emotion as she purposefully walked directly in front of me, her heels clicking on the tiled floor. “Clearly you need to be taught a lesson, slave.” She was fuming. What was I thinking? “Take off your cloths and discard them in the trash…NOW!” What the hell was I thinking barging in and demanding answers? How could I face these evil bitches naked? WHAP! Tanya’s hand slapped my face “Hurry the f*ck up, bitch!” I quickly removed my tux shirt, then my undershirt, then my shoes, my socks, and finally my pants. I stood before them in my underwear. Jenn and Kim were laughing at me as Jenn said, “C’mon, boy, get those undies off. Dogs don’t were cloths.” They continued cackling as I hesitantly slid them off.

So there I was, standing naked and defeated in front of the two girls who I hated most in this world and our new gorgeous boss who happened to be their sorority sister. Tanya walked around and sat in her power chair and said to me in her commanding monotone voice, “Slave, you have broken one of my most important rules. You have raised your voice to your superiors and forgot your place here. You will now be punished severely. Hand Miss Kimmy your belt, keys and wallet and throw the rest of your useless cloths in the trash and come here.” My belt? My keys and wallet? To Kim? Sh*t! I was about to break down and beg for their forgiveness, but that would only make this whole thing last longer. After I put my cloths in the trash I made my way between Jenn and Kim, “Hold on a sec.” Kim said. I stopped in front of her and handed her my leather belt, my keys and my wallet. I felt so totally embarrassed as she inspected my penis and balls. She reached out and grabbed my @#%$ with two fingers and lifted it, exposing my sack. She then slapped my naked balls, which gave me an uncomfortable tingling sensation throughout my whole body. “Okay, boy, I just wanted to get a closer look at my new set of balls. You may continue.” I breathed deep and moved to the front of Tanya’s desk and waited for her instruction. She rested her legs on her desk and crossed her feet at the ankles and said, “Lean over, boy, and kiss the soles of my shoes.” As I bent across her huge desk and began my task, Tanya said, “Now, Miss Kimmy is about to give you the gift of discipline, but before she begins I want you to convince her that you are deserving of such a gift. You may begin pleading your case.” As I kissed Tanya’s dirty sole, I shuddered at the thought of explaining to this snooty bitch why I deserved her discipline. Tanya pressed harder on my face with her shoe sole, “You’d better hurry it up, boy, it just keeps getting worse.” Exactly what I was thinking, “Miss Kimmy, I have committed a great act of disrespect to You, Miss Jenny, and Miss Tanya. I wish to be disciplined however you see fit so that I may learn my proper place when in your presence. Please discipline me, Miss Kimmy, for my own good.” Jenn must have thought this was hilarious because she was laughing her ass off. I must have been quite the site, bent over Tanya’s desk naked as I kissed her shoe sole and pleaded to be disciplined. There was a long pause as Kim got up from her chair…and then WHAP! My own belt came crashing across my ass and Holy Sh*t did it ever f*cking sting. She wasn’t holding back. WHAP! again WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! My God this was almost unbearable…WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! I could faintly hear Jenn cheering her on and I could barely focus on Tanya’s shoes as the blows kept coming WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! I began sweating profusely and quivering uncontrollably. WHAP! WHAP! I didn’t deserve this…nobody deserves this. WHAP! Tears started falling down my cheeks. As I was beginning to get light headed, I was quickly brought back to my senses with a familiar smell. Tanya had kicked off her shoes and my face was now buried in the sweaty white stockinged soles of her feet. WHAP! WHAP! the blows kept coming and coming. Tears blurred my vision, but I could barely make out, between Tanya’s slender soles, the stern look on Tanya’s face. She looked so radiant and confident and so completely in control as she just sat back rubbing her feet on my tender face while I endured the most pain I’ve ever been in. After a few more smacks to my ass, Tanya said, “That’s enough, Kimmy…” By now I was sobbing. I collapsed on Tanya’s desk and began kissing her smelly soles and thanking her for stopping this, “Tha-thank you, Miss- Miss Tanya. I-I’ll never disobey again. I promise, Miss Tanya, I promise…” And I kissed and kissed with the utmost newfound respect. She simply spread her toes, releasing more of her scent, and smiled lightly at me while I kissed her feet, “Oh, I know you won’t, boy. I’m confident that you have learned a valuable lesson…but we’re not quite finished here. You disrespected Miss Jenny, too.” Nooo, noooo, I couldn’t take anymore, “Oh God, please, please no, Miss Tanya, please…I’ve learned my lesson, please…” I pleaded with my heart and sole for her to stop this. She ignored my pleas and spoke to her sisters, “Your turn, Jenn. Do with him what you will. Kimmy, why don’t you come join me over here? This chair is definitely big enough for us both and you’ve got to see the look on his face.” Tanya smirked at me. Kim said, “I’d love to, Tanni.” I heard her say to Jenn, “Here, Jenny. Have fun.” She must have handed Jenn my belt. I then felt Kim’s hand on my ass. She was sort of patting it, checking out her work…and then OWWW! She reached from between my legs and grabbed my already tender balls and squeezed them roughly, digging in her nails, “Boy, I think you should thank me for beating your ass, after all, I did it because I care about you.” I could barely speak, “Miss Kimmy…Thank…thank you for my …my punishment. I won’t disrespect you ever again. Thank you, Miss-Miss Kimmy…please…thank you.” Then she pulled up on my balls through my legs until I was almost off the floor, “You’re damn right you won’t be dissing me again, slave. But to be honest, I hope you do, because this was a f*cking blast!”

Tanya the Boss Lady Part VIII

She gave my balls one last tug before releasing them. She then moved around the desk and sat with Tanya. Tanya removed her feet from my face and said, “Here, Kimmy, why don’t you take over.” With that, Kim slid her shoes off and put her long legs on Tanya’s desk and placed both nylon covered feet about two inches from my face and said, “Here you go, boy. Smell the feet of the woman who just gave you the beating of your life.” Her feet must have been about a size 8. She had high arches, her French manicured toes were long, and they smelled like she just walked ten miles. Of the three, hers were by far the most potent. There would be no passing out while these soles were in proximity. I struggled to lean in closer and breath in her foot odor as she had commanded. “How do they smell, slavedog?” “Miss Kimmy, your beautiful feet…” I was losing it. I started to weep openly, sobbing, “…your feet smell…wonderful. Thank you for- for…” I couldn’t continue. I was a wreck. I’d lost every shred of dignity I’d ever had. I was beaten both physically and mentally. I’d given up. I’d decided then and there to completely submit to these…Goddesses. I decided to follow every command without hesitation, to anticipate their pleasure. I’d reasoned that it had to be this way if I ever wanted to see the Bahamas…oh, the Bahamas…how distant was that dream. I leaned in to my new owner’s sweaty feet and slowly gently placed heart felt kisses on her soles. I kissed and smelled her feet in an effort to please her. I wanted so bad to please her. She moved them around so I could get to every part. “That’s a good, boy.” Tanya said, “I think he’s finally got it. Now stay still, doggie, while Jenny gives you the second part of your gift.” “Yes, Miss Tanya.” I craned my neck to her soles and said between kisses, “I won’t disappoint you…any of you. Please, Miss Jenny, please help me learn my place as your slave.” Jenn said from behind me, “My pleasure, boy. I’m only going to give you ten lashes because we still have a long evening ahead of us, but I want to hear you thank me between each one. Is that understood, slave?” My heart was racing with gratitude, “Yes. Yes, Miss Jenny. Oh thank you. I understand. As you wish, Miss Jenny, thank you.” And then came the first blow WHAP! My God, she was using the buckle side of the belt. “Th-thank you, Miss Jenny…” WHAP! “Thank…thank you, Miss Jenny…” I took the full ten blows with my face buried in Tanya’s and Kim’s sweaty soles. If I hadn’t gone to the bathroom earlier, I surely would have wet myself. By the last one I was a total mess. I couldn’t think straight. I didn’t know where I was. I just knew to thank someone named Miss Jenny after every blow that sent pain throughout every inch of my body.

As I collapsed on Tanya’s desk, with her and Kim’s feet still rubbing on my face I heard her say, “Now, we won’t be hearing any back talk from you for now on, will we, boy?” I kissed each of her toes and weakly said, “No, Miss Tanya. I am your slave and I won’t ever disobey you. Thank you for teaching me and disciplining me, Miss Tanya.” As I was kissing her feet, I felt Jenn’s hand reach around me and grab hold of my penis. She then began slowly squeezing and stoking it, “Does this feel good, slave?” As I kissed and inhaled the scent of Tanya’s feet, I began to get hard, “Yes, Miss Jenny. That feels wonderful.” “Good, now stand up and show your owners your hard on.” I slowly pulled myself together and pushed myself off the desk until I was standing straight up with my penis erect for my owners to inspect. I became very self-conscious as they stared at me and giggled. Jenn then took off her own belt, which was made of very thin black leather, and began fastening it around my balls at the base of my penis, “There, not a bad cockleash if I do say so myself.” A cockleash…me on a cockleash in front of my new owners. She sat back down behind me and firmly tugged on it; I immediately was pulled around. “On your knees, boy.” I fell to my knees and leaned down to her stockinged feet and began kissing them as she firmly held my new leash. “Goooood boy.” She sat back down and raised her sole for me to kiss, which I did. As I was lost in the smell and degradation of my new position, I heard Tanya say, “Slave, just to let you know I told Suzie and the other waitresses that you have been stealing tips from them. Is that okay with you?” I swallowed and spoke through tears, “Yes, Miss Tanya. Thank you.” She snickered and said, “I thought it would be. I also told them that instead of turning you over to the authorities or firing you that we’d discipline in house. They were skeptical, but I assured them that you’d be paying them back one way or another. So, the next time you see any of them I want you to get on your knees and apologize for stealing from them. Tell them that you will gladly serve whatever punishment they thought was appropriate.” “Yes, Miss Tanya. I will beg their forgiveness and plead for them to punish me however they see fit. Thank you, Miss Tanya.” “Good boy.” Tanya then got up from her desk and walked to her door and said to her sisters, “Ladies, I’ll make sure everyone is gone and then we’ll open a bottle of wine and have some more fun.” Kim said, “That sounds great, Tanni. We’ll continue training slaveboy.” “Excellent, maybe you can give him a new name…something like Rover or Spot.” They all laughed and I heard the door open and close. Kim got up and came around to the other chair in front of the desk and sat down, “What do you think, boy? How does Fido sound to you?” I turned to Kim and leaned down to her stockinged feet and began kissing them, “Whatever pleases you, Miss Kimmy. I exist to please you.” Jenn said, “Good, then Fido it is.” She stood up and handed my belt to Kim and then removed her nylons and sat back down. She jerked my cockleash and said, “Here, Fido, here boy.” I scampered over to Jenn’s bare feet and began kissing the tops of her toes. “Good boy. Now, I want you to lick my feet clean like a good doggy. Be sure to get in between my toes and be sure to get em good and clean or else I’ll have to punish you again.” My heart started to pound as she raised her bare sole and held it up to my face. I quickly reached up to support it for her and began feverishly licking her sweaty smelly bare foot. “Slow down boy” She tugged hard on my cockleash, “I want you to enjoy it and savor the taste of your Mistress’ foot. “Yes, Miss Jenny. Thank you for the privilege of letting me lick your beautiful feet clean.” When I’d licked every part of her foot until it was completely clean, I lowered it onto my leg and raised the other one to my face and began slowly licking. I licked her sole and in between her toes where there was some fuzz from her nylons, which I dutifully chewed and swallowed. I actually think she was impressed by this, “That’s a goood boy, Fido! I didn’t even have to tell you to swallow my toejam. Good boy.” And she reached out and patted me on the head, which, for some strange reason made me happy and incredibly proud. I was so happy to have pleased her. I kissed her sole a few times before continuing with the cleaning.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part IX

As I was finishing up with her second foot, a light knock came at the door. Kim and Jenn looked at each other and smiled. I hesitantly lowered Jenn’s foot to my leg as Kim got up and opened the door. “Tanya told me that Russel wanted to speak to me.” Holy sh*t! Cute little Suzie, who I trained just three weeks ago, was about to witness my complete and utter humiliation. For the last three weeks this girl thought I hung the moon…and now she’s going to see me like this and she’s under the impression that I stole tips from her. Wonderful. My instructions, though, were clear. I sat at Jenn’s feet and waited for Suzie to enter and see me there, naked with my beaten ass, on my knees, with a cockleash on…a cockleash that was being held by one of my new owners. “Yes,” Kim said, “I believe he owes you an apology. Come on in, Suzie.” The seconds seemed like hours as I waited for some sort of reaction. Finally it came, “…ooooohh…myyyy….God…” was all she said. Jenn looked up at her, “You see Suzie, Russel here does not want to go to jail for his little crime and he certainly doesn’t want to lose his job…so we gave him an option. You can pretty much guess that he opted for the alternative. He’s now our slave.” Suzie was trying to grasp this whole thing, “Are you serious? I mean…” Jenn took her feet off my lap and stood up, jerking my leash in the process, “Boy, up on your knees.” I immediately rose up and did as she commanded. “C’mon, boy, here boy.” She was leading me by tugging on my cockleash. We went about six feet until we were right in front of Suzie and Kim. She then handed Suzie my leash. Suzie hesitantly took hold of it. I bowed my head in shame as I knelt there before her, staring at the tips of her black thick-soled shoes that were covered almost completely by her too long black slacks. I could tell she was uncomfortable because there was another long pause and some slack in my leash. Remembering what Tanya had said earlier, I leaned down before her and gently kissed the tops of her shoes. Kim said, “Good boy, Fido. Now, don’t you have something to say to Suzie?” I cleared my throat and spoke softly, “uh…Miss Suzie, I uhmm…I would like to apologize for…uhmm, for stealing tips from you. I deserve to be, uhmm…punished however you see fit.” I again leaned down and kissed her shoes. “Hmmm…”, Kim said as she moved around behind me, “Not very convincing, Fido.” WHAP! That familiar sting from my belt on my tender ass was more than enough to motivate me. “Look at her, Fido. Look at the girl you stole from and let’s try this again.” WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! My body jerked with each ruthless blow. I raised up on my knees and met Suzie’s curious stare. She was so petite and young looking...so innocent and beautiful…pure. Her Asian face was angelic. I again pleaded to her with watery eyes, “Please, Miss Suzie, please forgive me for my selfish stupidity. I beg you to punish me harshly. I have committed a great act of mistrust against you and I wish only to please you with my complete and utter degradation and punishment. Whatever you see fit, Miss Suzie.” And with that Suzie’s eyes lit up. I could see the wheels and gears turning with the possibilities inside her head. I’m not sure if it was joy or just deep interest, but something in her clicked. She grabbed my leash and pulled it tight, almost causing me to fall forward. The sisters cheered and egged her on, “That a way, girl, you show him what’s up” said Kim. Jenn added, “Yeah, sweetie. After all, he did steal upwards of $300 from you over the past three weeks…” Jenn paused, kicked me in the chest and looked down at me, “Isn’t that right, Fido?” I immediately saw a chance to impress my new owners, “Yes, Miss Jenny. I would have to guestimate the total at about $450 or $500.”

This is where my whole experience gets a little weird (As if my experience so far isn’t messed up enough). I write this now because it’s the truth. As Miss Suzie took a firm grasp of my cockleash, I heard Kim and Jenn get up and leave the office, “All yours, Suzie. Remember, he’s the pig that took complete advantage of you.” “That’s right” added Jenn, “He stole tips that you rightfully earned. He deserves no mercy. Absolutely anything you desire. We’ll be back in a few minutes to make sure Fido hasn’t grabbed a soft spot in your heart.” Suzie reassured them, “Don’t worry, I think I know how to deal with this pig.” The two sisters giggled on their way out.

As the door closed, Suzie slowly moved around me until she was leaning against the desk. I didn’t look her in the eyes, but I could feel that she was glaring at me with utter contempt; she hated my guts.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part X

I turned and knelt before her…I couldn’t help but wonder what she had in store for me. I, who had trained her and walked her through her first two weeks on the job, who was her superior, who she had looked up to and admired, was now naked, on my knees before her at her mercy as she tugged on my cockleash. She spoke softly, but deliberately, “A whipping is too good for you. You took advantage of a defenseless girl who trusted you. You need to be taught your true place for such a shameful act.” She jerked my cockleash so hard that I fell towards her.

I was now on my hands and knees as she moved around behind me and passed the leash between my legs as she stood behind me holding it, “Stay” was all she said. She fiddled around with the leash at the base of my penis and balls and actually tightened it, ripping out more than a few pubic hairs in the process, ouch. She gave it a few test pulls, and then viciously tugged on it like she was trying to rip it off, but it was now fastened way too tight. My God, did it hurt. She was literally pulling me backward by my penis and balls. I must have been whimpering or making some noises because she kicked me in the ass and said, “Shut up!” I took quick breaths and tried to calm down. I felt her place her foot on my ass for leverage and tug the leash even more. She just kept pulling. The pain was unbearable and I started to frantically beg her to stop. She responded by pulling harder on my leash. With her foot she pushed my ass down and said, “Down, boy, on your belly.” I managed to catch my breath and say, “Yes, yes, Miss Suzie.” and I went to the cold floor on my stomach with my penis now pulled back between my legs.

I felt her let up a little on my leash and then there was a long silent pause, just enough time for me to gather my thoughts and for the degradation to sink in even more. Finally she spoke, “That was only a warm up, you filthy thief.” I was quivering on the floor, praying for her to show me mercy…when she began kicking my balls, lightly at first and then with more gusto. Every time she connected it was like an electric shock coursing throughout my body. She kept finding different angles, so I never knew where to expect the next blow. After what seemed like forever, she finally stopped kicking me…or so I thought. Her next kick was her hardest yet and it made my whole body spasm. I was losing control of my faculties again and I begged, pleaded and apologized over and over. It didn’t faze her, “Your pathetic whining is making me sick!” and with that she kicked my battered, flaccid penis and then stepped on it. She applied more and more pressure until she was standing on it with her full weight. She jerked the leash, put her foot on my ass and yelled at me to stop squirming. She then stepped up on to my ass with her other foot and began walking up my back until the sole of her right shoe was stepping on the side of my face. She gave the leash a hard tug and I felt like my balls were going to explode all over my ass. After pulling and tugging for a few minutes with me under foot, she got off and stood in front of me. I was panting and gasping for breath as I nudged forward and began kissing her shoes, “Thank…thank you, Miss Suzie.” I was weeping. She reached down and grabbed me by my hair, “You are a loser. You deserve what you’re getting. Now roll over on to your back, loser.” She leaned down to me and spit in my face and then shoved my head back down and let go of my hair. I instantly went to the commanded position. She maneuvered the leash around my leg, stepped up onto my chest and stared down at me. As I looked into her eyes, I found that the angelic, innocent image I had of her had changed drastically. I now feared this vengeful young beauty. I was at her complete mercy. She dug her thick soles into my chest and started to stomp around on my body like it was covered with bugs, all the while using my leash to help her balance. Every now and then she’d concentrate on my nipples or stomach. I was getting pretty tender and very marked up from this, not to mention being absolutely exhausted from tensing my muscles, anticipating her blows.

She suddenly let go of the leash and began undoing her pants. Before I knew it she had stepped off of me with her feet on either side of my head facing my body. Her slacks were down to her knees exposing her smooth, firm ass through her thin pink panties. She looked down at me over her shoulder and her face lit up with anticipation. What was she going to do, make me eat her out? Was she this kinky? She pulled her panties down to her knees and slowly lowered her ass until it was about three inches from my nose. I was shocked to see a tattoo on each of her cheeks; they were Chinese symbols of some sort. I never thought she was the type to have a tattoo, much less on her ass cheeks. I wondered what else I didn’t know about her.

Her @#%$ smelled musky and sweaty, probably from running around all night serving rich people. She picked up my leash again and began pulling on my @#%$ and balls, “Now I want you to stick your tongue up my ass as far as it will possibly go. If I think that you’re not trying hard enough…well, you’ll know it.” She giggled and began pulling on the leash. I craned my neck up to her anus and just as I was about to enter her, she let out a fart. It went straight in my face and caught me off guard. It was completely degrading. I reared back, which was a huge mistake. She began violently yanking my leash and yelling something in Chinese. Each tug was extremely painful. I yelped, “I’m sorry, Miss Suzie, I’m sorry, please, please Miss, please…” Finally she settled down, “Don’t make that mistake again, loser slave, or I’ll rip ‘em off completely. You hear me?!” I responded through tears, “Yes, Miss Suzie. I deserve this. Please let me try again to please you. Please Miss Suzie…” She said, “Good, now let’s try this again” and she lowered her ass, again, above my waiting face. As I was leaning up to her @#%$, she let out another fart, only this time it was longer and more potent, but I stayed right there and took it. I could tell she approved because she let up a tad on my leash. I then stuck my tongue out and inserted it into her pinkish brown bud; it was a tight squeeze, but I managed to get it in there about 2 ½ inches. It was tangy and warm. She wiggled a little and lowered herself until her full weight was resting on my face.

Tanya the Boss Lady Part XI

There I was, naked on the office floor with Suzie holding my cockleash while sitting on my face with my tongue up her ass. Just as I was about to pass out from lack of oxygen, I heard someone come in. Suzie must have been startled because she lifted up just enough for me to take a breath. My tongue was still in her @#%$ as I heard Kim say, “Wow, Suzie! Impressive!” Suzie tugged my leash with authority, “This is nothing. I haven’t even started with him.” Kim laughed and said, “That’s good because Tanya sent me in here to let you know that everyone is gone for the night. It’s just us. She even sent the security guard home. Now we can bring Fido out on the floor and really have some fun.” Oh my God! What more could they possibly do to me? Alone in this huge restaurant with them? I was getting very nervous and worried about failing them. I was already spent from all the abuse and was fast losing hope of any mercy from my new owners. If I was to stand any chance at all I not only had to try to completely accept my new role as slave/doggy/foot