Induction
Office manageress-mistress – miss Mei Fan – a bright, young(ish) woman of Chinese origins – is kindly inducting me into her office environment as her office footslave.
She begins by having me kiss her own, managerial shoes and socks several thousand times, so that she can satisfy herself as to my humble foot-kissing abilities before unleashing me onto her more junior staff.
Magnificent madam Mei Fan is wearing a fashionable pair of two-tone, high-heeled pumps with plain, black socks on her dainty, manageress feet beneath her smart, black-pinstriped, cotton, officewear trouser-hems, and so she teaches me how to kiss the white toe areas of her shoes in particular, since she enjoys humiliating me by specifying the areas of her office footwear that I am permitted to touch with my dirty maleslave-mouth!
She also criticises my shoe-toe kissing for being much too soft – as she explains she really likes to feel a slave's lips through her dirty shoeleather. She therefore whips me across my bare, kneeling shoulders a few dozen times with her smart, office whip - just to inspire me to kiss her shoes harder, and better (which I do, whilst very much admiring the lines of perpendicular stitching, and the creases, in her black socks!)
Finally, after some three hours of two-tone pump and sock kissing, she deems me fit enough to kiss her female staffs’ feet, and orders me to crawl behind her to flat-loafered heel so that she may introduce me to them.
The first staff member I am required to foot-worship is a fat, blonde girl in her twenties. She is wearing brown leather, laced-up, DM boots with thick, black anklesocks on her podgy, but still shapely, feet, and so I must spend the next 10 minutes or so kissing fat-blonde-girl, plain brown bootleather and plain black sock-top under the beady eye of my demanding, Indian manageress-mistress – taking great care not to lip-stray onto the fat, blonde mistress's turned-up, jean hems above her scrunched-up socktop (for my manageress mistress, madam Mei Fan, had already explained to me that such an act of wanton, footslavish carelessness would result in many more strikes of the office whip on my back!)
I also had to suck the blonde girl's fat bootlaces, and tell her how much I admired the shapeliness of her socks around her ankles, whilst pledging never to look at her above the sock.
Next I am introduced to a thin, red-headed mistress, who is wearing a stylish pair of stiletto-heeled, zipped-up and round-toed ankleboots, with black knee-hose beneath her sharp, officewear pencil-skirt. I notice that her hosiery tops are deliciously frilly.
Her hosiery feels nice and warm to the lip, though (once I have tongue-attended to her boots). Plus, of course, it is an honour for the likes of me to kiss the hose of such an outstandingly beautiful, young woman – someone's girlfriend, no doubt! (He's a better man than me!).
The thin, red-haired girl finally makes me straighten her frilly hosiery tops with my nose – so I end up having to press on them quite hard with my slave face!
Last, but not least, it is the turn of the office cleaner-mistress to have her cheap, pink-plastic flip-flops and white anklesocks kiss-worshipped. Throughout my flip-flop and sock kissing humiliation my manageress-mistress is talking to the cleaner-mistress (who, unbeknown to me at the time, is her first cousin) in fluent Mandarin, explaining to her (it later transpired) that she was delegating all her office-footslave, managerial-supervisory powers over to her, and ceremonially handing over the office whip to her, so that she could beat me if I failed to please any of the office-mistresses with my footkissing efforts; or even if I just looked one of the office-mistresses impudently above the sock.
Needless to say, the Chinese office-cleaner mistress relished her new role, and her new whip. Consequently, my back was soon well striped!
