"Screw it." you think "I' ll take a chance." You get down on your hands and knees and lower your head towards Denise's pink trainers.
They don't look old, but you can see they are well worn. You bury your nose in the left shoe and look at the insole.
"Size 9...not bad." You think. You take a sniff...it stinks like hell. The smell is really unpleasant, nonetheless you don't stop sniffifng.
You get even more horny. You imagine Denise sitting in a chair and mocking you, while you are kissing her feet in total submission.
The smell is so strong it totally overpowered your senses, but you still want more. You don't think about being king in the office...now you
think about serving the Queen - Denise.
"I really should stop." You say to yourself. "Just one more minute."
The odor doesn't bother you anymore. You got so excited you stopped thinking rationally. You start to visualise Denise's total victory over you.
How she took over your manager position...and you are reduced to her personal footstool. Everyone in the office knows how low you have fallen.
You also had to apologise to Candice for disrespecting her. The bratty receptionist have made you beg and worship her feet for hours.
"I' ve told you you will fall...bitch! Look at that...the great James...now is licking my sweaty feet. What do you have to say...footboy?
"Thank you Miss Candice for letting me worship your beautiful feet. I beg your forgiveness for trying to defy you....:
"Ok that's enough!" You finally stop daydreaming. "I have to resist this nonsense! I am the manager goddamit! I am the king in this office!"
You decide to restrain from your fetish and get up, when suddenly you hear the door open.
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