The atmosphere in the office becomes more unbearable with every passing moment. Jess and Olivia had made it clear you were now playing by their rules, and after your recent humiliation in front of Scarlett, the power they hold over you only seems to grow.
You try your best to focus on your tasks, but your thoughts are clouded. Their constant teasing has burrowed into your mind, and despite your best efforts, you find yourself drawn into their cruel games. Today, though, feels different. The air is charged with something more sinister, something heavier.
By midday, Jess calls you over again, her voice echoing across the office. “Tom, I’ve got something for you,” she says, a devilish smirk playing on her lips.
You stand from your desk reluctantly, every step toward her desk filling you with dread. Olivia is there, too, her usual playful smile stretched across her face as she spins slightly in her chair. They’re up to something, and you know it. Jess motions for you to sit, and you do, though it feels more like being summoned to your execution than a casual conversation.
“We’ve been talking,” Jess begins, leaning forward. “And we’ve decided that you need a little more encouragement to stay on track.”
“Yeah,” Olivia chimes in, her voice sweet yet mocking. “You seem distracted lately, Tom. Maybe you’re not getting enough motivation to stay focused.”
You stay silent, knowing that nothing you say will stop whatever they have planned. Jess crosses her legs slowly, her heel brushing against the leg of your chair, and you can’t help but notice the deliberate movement. She sees the way your eyes flick down, and a slow, satisfied smile spreads across her face.
“We know what really keeps you motivated, don’t we?” Jess says, her voice dripping with condescension. “All those little glances at our feet. You think we haven’t noticed?”
Olivia giggles, leaning forward slightly, letting her foot slip out of her heel and dangle from her toes. “Yeah, Tom. We’ve seen you looking. You think we didn’t know?”
Your face burns with shame, but Jess doesn’t stop. She stands up, moving closer, towering over you. “Since you like looking so much, why don’t we make it official?”
She gestures toward the floor. “On your knees.”
You hesitate for a split second, but the look in Jess’s eyes leaves no room for defiance. Reluctantly, you sink to the floor, your heart pounding in your chest. Jess looks down at you with a smug, satisfied smile.
“You’re going to worship my feet, Tom. If you want to keep your job here, this is how it’s going to work. Do you understand?”
You nod, though every fiber of your being is screaming in protest. But you’ve come too far now. They have you under their thumb, and you know it.
Jess extends one of her legs, placing her heel in front of you. “Start with a kiss. Show me how much you appreciate your place here.”
Your heart pounds as you lower your head, your lips hovering just above the smooth leather of her shoe. You can feel both Jess and Olivia watching you closely, their eyes full of amusement and cruelty. Slowly, you press your lips against the leather, the taste bitter against your skin.
Jess lets out a soft, mocking laugh. “That’s right. You’ll learn to love this.”
Olivia leans back in her chair, her foot still dangling teasingly from her toes. “Don’t forget about me, Tom. I want my turn too.”
You glance at her, and the playful cruelty in her eyes makes your stomach churn. But before you can move, Jess presses her foot against your chest, stopping you in your tracks.
“Oh no,” she says, her voice full of authority. “You finish with me first. I want to see you really work for it.”
She leans back in her chair, crossing her arms as she watches you. “Lick the heel, Tom.”
Your face burns with humiliation, but you obey, running your tongue along the back of her heel, the bitter taste making your stomach turn. Jess watches with satisfaction, her eyes gleaming as she revels in your submission.
“That’s better,” she purrs. “You’re learning.”
Olivia laughs softly from behind you. “Wow, he’s really into it. Do you think he likes this more than his actual job?”
Jess smirks. “Maybe. But he’s not done yet.”
She lifts her foot slightly, the tip of her shoe hovering in front of your face. “Now, suck.”
You hesitate, your body trembling with shame, but there’s no way out of this. Slowly, you take the tip of her shoe into your mouth, feeling the cold, hard leather against your lips. Jess lets out a soft laugh, watching as you degrade yourself for her amusement.
“That’s a good boy,” she says, pulling her foot away after a few moments. “Now, let’s see if you can do the same for Olivia.”
Olivia grins, stretching her legs out and letting both of her heels fall to the floor. Her bare feet are now in front of you, her toes wiggling slightly as she gives you a teasing look.
“Come on, Tom,” she coos. “Don’t be shy.”
Your body feels like it’s moving on autopilot as you crawl toward her, your heart pounding in your chest. Olivia lifts one of her feet, holding it just in front of your face. “Kiss it.”
You lower your head, pressing your lips to the soft skin of her foot. Olivia lets out a soft giggle, clearly enjoying every second of this.
“Lick between my toes,” she says, her voice full of playful malice.
Your stomach churns with disgust, but you obey, your tongue running along the spaces between her toes as she watches with a satisfied grin. You can hear Jess laughing behind you, her voice full of amusement.
“He’s actually doing it,” Jess says, her tone dripping with mockery. “I didn’t think he’d go this far.”
Olivia giggles again, pressing her foot harder against your face. “He’s such a little foot freak. I bet he’s been dreaming of this moment for weeks.”
You close your eyes, trying to block out the sound of their laughter as you continue to worship Olivia’s feet. Every second feels like an eternity, but you know that you’re trapped. This is your new reality.
Jess stands up, towering over you as she watches you humiliate yourself. “Get used to this, Tom,” she says. “Because from now on, this is the only way you’re going to survive in this office.”
Olivia pulls her foot back, giving you a final, teasing smile. “And if you’re really good, maybe we’ll let you do this every day.”
As they walk away, leaving you on your knees in the middle of the office, you feel the weight of their power pressing down on you. This is only the beginning, and deep down, you know you’ll do whatever it takes to keep them satisfied.
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