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Chapter #6

Corporate Overlords

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"Excellent!" Naomi clapped her hands with glee as her smile turned into a full grin. She span on her left stiletto heel and called out across the shop.

"My friend's boots here. Put them on my corporate tab!"

A lowly man dishevelled and trapped behind the till, gave out a grunt of obedience. He was a well-trained male, knowing never to speak unless given explicit permission or orders to do so.

Naomi lead Amy out of the store with a confident, alpha woman strut. Below the feet of both women, the insole slaves worked away continuing to lick and knead at their goddesses' perfect soles. Outside a lavish corporate car awaited them, the door held open by a man who kept his eyes to himself in fear of punishment.

"I'm so glad you decided to come, Aims. You're going to have sooooo much fun!"

Amy grew a wicked smile. She had heard of what went down in these "meetings". The corporate goddesses embracing their cold and wicked sides as they use and abuse masses of tiny slaves on a scale mere mortals like her could only dream of. She looked out the window like an excited child watching skyscrapers that tower high in the sky on a scale she towered over the tinies. It was a mercifully short trip as the HQ of the newly branded HeraCorp was only a few blocks away.

The place was pure excessive extravigance as Amy walked amongst the highest-stature giantesses in the country. Women of perfect bodies in perfectly tailored clothing and footwear she would have to spend a lifetime of savings to afford... it was a bit of a comedown after the sheer electric rush of the shoe store...

The lift took them right to the penthouse where a few more women stood waiting.

"Ah, sorry for being a little late ladies. I just ran into an old friend who I just had to bring to the party with me! Amy meet..."

"Lauren..."

Lauren was blonde in a smooth silver dress and sophisticated slingbacks. She looked at Amy with an air of disgust as she could taste the lower class a mile away. At her feet, 10 ant sized men were on their hands and knees kissing and licking the shiny leather of her shoes.

"Angelique..."

Angelique had jet black hair and sleekly framed glasses. She was dressed in an expertly tailored shirt, blazers pencil skirt with her feet in shiny matte 3 inch heeled boots that went up to the knees. She had a much more welcoming face.


"Jess..."

Jess was asian and petite. But her face gave a sense of psychopathy that unnerved even Naomi. She was dressed in shiny black loafers with a thick tread and almost schoolgirl-esque look. A twisted take on innocence, Amy mused...


"And of course, our gueen overlord... Ms. Jenna Sinclair."

Jenna was easily the oldest of the group of women in her late 30s or early 40s at a glance. She wore a red slinky cocktail dress that showed off some major cleavage and a pair of extravagant strappy sandals that spiraled up her legs to the knees. On each and every crossing of the straps a tiny man or woman was tied up at the hands and knees and hung like little adornments for all to see. She looked at Amy with the usual false CEO warmth.

Jenna was the next to speak up.

"Ladies! Ladies! It's time for our monthly commendation meeting. As you know, this has been HeraCorp's most profitable month and as a reward for our most hard-working, diligent workers, I have arranged for the biggest, best reward yet."

CLAP CLAP

Amy looked with incredible excitement as the floor in front of them opened wide... mechanical whirring brought up a vast miniature cityscape spreading across the entire floorspace. It was enough to fit hundreds of thousands if not millions of tiniest in a scale smaller than even the most mite sized people outside.

All of the women gasped in awe and excitement as the city came to a halt in their immense shadows. A chorus of tiny screams started to fill the air to the delight of the sadistic women.

"Enjoy, girls!" Jenna said. "But remember... shoes

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