6 comments/ 32437 views/ 10 favorites Serving My Boss By: womensToilet I'm a lucky guy. I was born from an extremely wealthy family. My father being a politician and my grand-father being the founder of a successful company I pretty much enjoyed my life since I was a little kid. I was not overly spoiled though. My parents always believed I had to demonstrate my worth. I was also quite a good looking guy, 6 ft tall, blonde hair, hazel eyes, a very fit body due to my love for sports. I never had any problems with the other sex and had quite a lot of attention from girls. However, since I was a child I felt different. I had these fantasies of women beating me up, trampling me, and humiliating me. I had these fantasies since I was 3 or 4, and I my female cousins, little girls at kinder-garden and baby-sitters were the first subjects of my fantasies. Never actually did anything though, a part licking my older cousin's feet when I was 8, but that's another story. All my relationships had been quite "normal" if you know what I mean. I was quite a master at oral sex though, since I simply loved to lick a girl to orgasm. Anyway, my parents' money got me to travel a lot, study in the best business schools in Europe and the U.S.A. By the time I was 24 I graduated from my Master's degree and got a great job in London. Their idea was for me to get enough experience so that I would one day take over the family business. They even bought me a house in London, a penthouse in South Kensington. It had a great view on London. My bedroom was a suite and had a Jacuzzi and walk in closet. The walk in closet was stuffed with expensive branded clothes. So much stuffed that lots of them were just piled on the floor. As I said my parents were wealthy and this was my graduation present... Together with a Maserati. The job was great, and everything seemed to be perfect in my life. I had broken up with my last girlfriend as she stayed in New York while I moved back to Europe, but that didn't seem a big problem. My boss was wonderful, and by that I mean she was a stunning beauty. Her name was Priya, she was 32, Indian. She had dark brown skin and hair, blue eyes and a wonderful sexy body. She was 5ft 8, slim and toned, with a sexy butt and long legs. Her feet were amazing; she used to wear open shoes so I always got to see her beautiful feet. Her toes were long and scaled, with the big toe the longest and the others gradually shorter in a perfect shape. Her nails were so beautiful and always painted red or pink. She was married, but that didn´t mean I couldn´t fantasize about her. She was very friendly with me at first and gave me a lot of freedom. We were quite close and she would even have lunch with me from time to time. One day after lunch we went to the relax room and had a coffee. She was on the sofa while I was on the opposite chair. As usual I was stunned by her beautiful feet and couldn´t help but stare at them. "Do you hate my feet so much? They're clean, don´t worry" I immediately flushed, becoming red and started mumbling a reply. She laughed and told me not to worry, she was joking but she didn´t understand why I stared at her feet. I just replied that they were the most beautiful feet I had ever seen. She thanked me and told me if I liked them so much perhaps I could massage them when she was tired or paint her nails if I knew how to. I became red faced and she told me she would make good use of me. Then she left for a meeting. The next morning I was summoned to her office. She asked me to close the door and as I did she removed her shoes and let them fall on the ground. Her bare feet were now on the seat as she told me to get closer to her. She guided me on the floor right in front of her desk, laying on my back as she placed her feet over me. One foot was on my chest, the other on my face. Her soles were light skinned, which made a very strong contrast with her dark skin. Her skin was soft, and smelled very good. She then told me since they were the most beautiful feet I had ever seen I could actually kiss them, which I did as she laughed. I was then ordered to massage her feet for the next 15 minutes before she would tell me to go back to work. I still couldn´t believe my luck, this was like my biggest fantasy. Just it was real. This situation went on for a while, I was even asked to paint her nails and when I said I couldn´t she did it herself but keeping her feet on my face. She gradually became more confident and let me lick her feet too using me to a fuller extent. One day as she was sitting in the chair she had to get up and without thinking she just stood up. Her full weight was now on my face and the soft sole of her foot was pressing against my nose. It was amazing sensation for me. However she immediately realized she was standing on me and got back to seat apologizing and asking if I was hurt. I just told her how much I liked to which she replied with a smile. She was not heavy at all, so it was quite easy for me and soon she was sold and started trampling me too. She would stand on my chest, even with both feet on my face and she would use me to do step exercises sometimes. Her feet were always very clean and smelled good. Our time together was also a good chance to talk. She asked me why I liked being under her feet to which I replied it was a fantasy of mine since I was a child. She asked me if I did this with my girlfriend too, to which I replied I didn´t have one currently but no, I didn´t when I had. I explained to her how I couldn´t bring myself to ask my ex-girlfriends to do it and how giving them prolonged oral was the only way I expressed my fantasies. She listened as I said that and asked if I liked giving oral that much to which I said I simply loved it. I then asked her if she used to do these things with her husband but she said her husband was very traditional in bed and would never even give her oral, which was a shame as she loved it with previous boyfriends. I took my chance and told her I was available, but laughed afterwards, as I wasn´t sure of her reply. She just said she would love but couldn´t as I wouldn´t be able to go back to work afterwards. I started laughing and asked why, to which she replied she was a squirter... I said to her I would really love to service her and she could come to my house whenever she wanted to, so she could squirt on me as much as wanted. She took it as a joke at first but as days passed we talked about it more and more while I was under her soles... As time passed we talked more and more about how it would be for her to ride my face until she squirted in my mouth. She made it clear that she wouldn´t have sex with me though as she considered that cheating on her husband. I came to know her husband was also Indian, 38, dark skinned, with a big 8" tool and huge balls. He was a very heavy cummer and repeater, so she got enough cock in her sex life. What she did miss was a tongue lashing as she had been with her husband for the past 8 years and had to forget about cunnilingus ever since. I told her about my experiences with my cousin and how I always dreamed of being a woman's slave. As we talked about our fantasies she usually would get wet and stop the game as she didn´t want to make it visible while at work. My colleagues also started to notice my absences and the fact that the boss summoned me a lot. Voices started to circulate that we had an affair so we had to reduce our daily appointments in her office. She then finally agreed to come to my place, where we would have more freedom. She attended the gym after work and usually went for drinks with her friends as her husband worked until late evening. We decided she would go to the gym after work and then visit me instead of hanging out with her friends. This way, colleagues at work wouldn´t notice us leaving together. She left office at 5 and went straight to the gym. I waited until six before going home. I would skip my gym that day. At 6:30 I was home and waited on my bed for her to come. Time seemed not to pass, while my heart was pounding very strong all the time. I turned on the TV, tried to kill time. However I couldn´t stop to think about what was going to happen in less than one hour... Finally at 7:20 she phoned me, she was downstairs. I opened the door and waited for her. When the elevators doors opened, there she was. She was still wearing her gyms clothes and was visibly sweaty. She clearly hadn´t showered. She told me she wasn´t going to as I had always been lucky with her feet being clean and nice. She wanted me to suffer for her... We went to my room and she told me to lie down on my back like I did in the office. She quickly removed her clothes and shoes and remained fully naked. She was amazing, her perfect legs culminating in a perfectly shaped ass, her boobs a D cup with small dark nipples, her pussy trimmed but not shaven. She was perfect. She looked at me with a grin. She stepped on my face as she always did. This time tough her feet did smell. The two hours of gym classes definitely left her feet smelly and sweaty. She stood on my face as she slowly rubbed her feet over it. She told me to lick her feet. I started licking one foot as she had the other on my chest. She said I was her footstool, her human carpet. She started jumping on me, now that she didn´t have to keep it quiet she was much more bossy and dominant. She rubbed her sweaty feet all over my hair and my clothes. She shoved one foot in my mouth, "lick it clean slave boy". She was different. She sat down on my chest, I could smell her already. The sweat and urine mix was quite strong even as she was not on my face. She looked me in the eyes than collected a loogie and spitted it into my mouth. I was shocked. She started touching herself, saying I was her pussy slave. I was going to lick her twat. She started mocking me for it. Saying that was my place, to lick where her husband emptied his balls. She was very bossy and harsh, much more than I was used to. She then moved herself over my face. The very strong smell was now asphyxiating me. Nevertheless I started licking her with my expert tongue as she started riding my face up and down. She immediately got very wet and her juices started running down my face, after a while she was already having her first orgasm. However she then started accelerating riding my face really hard. Her beautiful pussy was also dark but now I could see her pink insides as she rubbed it vigorously against my face. I tried to lick her clit as much as I could but she was riding too fast for me to do it properly. She started cumming again and again until she contracted and started screaming. It was then then a thick, viscous liquid sprayed out of her pussy and covered my face, hair, shirt, everything. It was a lot and it smelled and tasted sweet. When she finished she just sat there, breathing hard as she recovered. She thanked me for the pleasure and I told her it was the first time I saw a girl actually squirting like that. I told her I initially thought she was just going to pee on my face, to which she replied she was still on time if I wanted. I stared at her but she didn´t even let me speak. A strong stream of yellow piss hit my face, the smell and taste was awful, extremely strong. It was a very powerful stream and she kept on moving her hips to wet everything, after a minute or so she stopped. I was drenched in her pee and my hair and clothes were too. She got up and told me she would use my Jacuzzi before leaving. When she got dressed she told me we would do it often as she really liked it... To be continued... Serving My Boss Ch. 02 Working had become very difficult for me. I was constantly thinking about Priya and couldn't wait for her to summon me to her office or come home. After that evening she took a very different attitude towards me and now, she was now assertive and almost rude. I was often summoned to her office where she would order me at her feet. I was to massage, kiss and lick them until she was satisfied, she would also trample me, spit in my mouth and humiliate me as she saw fit. However we both missed the level of domination we reached when she came over. One day she asked me to give her a copy of my keys. Life would drastically change from that moment. She wouldn't even tell me anything. One day I came back from work and found her sitting on the sofa, watching TV, completely naked. Her gym clothes were tossed on a chair and it was clear she was sweaty. As I came closer to her the strong smell hit me. She ordered me under her feet, and started rubbing them all over my face. I did my best to withstand the strong smell and even licked them when she asked me to. She then stood up, over my face and then told me to place my head on the cushion, which I did. She lowered herself on my face and ordered me to lick her ass. I slowly looked as her perfect caramel ass descended onto my face. The smell was strong too, hours of workout had make her sweat and she was well aware of that. She sat on my face full weight and I had to start licking her ass while she watched TV and slowly started masturbating. My rim-job was apparently liked as after a while I felt her juices dripping on my chin and neck. She started masturbating furiously until she squirted violently all over me, I could feel my entire torso get drenched. The quantity of liquid was unbelievable, it was like being pissed on, just this was thick and dense. She didn't move, and told me to keep rimming her, until she farted right in my mouth and started laughing. The smell was obviously horrible but I could focus on that as she started peeing right after. I felt the warm liquid running through my clothes as it soaked them and passed on my skin, then felt it behind my head. The sofa, the rug, everything was soaked as she just sat there naked not giving a damn. She got up and told me she would use my toilet then run a bath for herself. As she went she told me to consider myself lucky she decided not to shit in my mouth. I then got up, my skull hurting for the long time pressure of her weight. I looked in horror at my expensive leather sofa and Persian rug soaked in pee... Dry cleaners will charge me a fortune to clean them, and hopefully they will be able to. It wasn't long that I heard her calling me, I went to the toilet and she told me there was no toilet paper. I looked in the cabinet but she was right, it was over. She looked extremely pissed off as she stood up went into my room and opened the wardrobe. As she did she looked at me, told me she didn't know I had a walk-in closet and that she should make good use of it. She entered, stepping on the shirts on the floor with her sweaty and piss soaked feet and took one silk Armani shirt which she used to wipe her ass. She tossed it and took another, a Burberry one. I could only look at her wrecking my expensive clothes as she wiped her ass on them leaving brown spots all over. She then looked at me and told me that should teach me to buy toilet paper. She went back to the bathroom and used my Jacuzzi. After that she left. I went to bed not managing to sleep that much. Only around 5 I was able to finally sleep. It was not even 7 when I was suddenly waken up by her pussy pressed on my face. The smell was extremely strong and different from usual. All she said was lick it. I did and a big quantity of liquid entered my mouth. She started laughing telling me her husband left a surprise for me. Yes, I was actually eating his spunk from her pussy, apparently he fucked her in the morning before leaving for work and she had the brilliant idea to come rubbing it on my face, literally. I couldn't move with her full weight on my face and so I was forced to keep cleaning up her creampie. The cum never ended, and mixed with her abundant vaginal fluids into a slimy whiteish stuff. The taste was no good, but honestly not as bad as I would have expected (I had never tasted cum before, not even mine). She started thrusting hard on my face, until she reached an orgasm of her own, squirting right in my mouth. When the spasms of her orgasms were over she just said to me I better drank it all or she was going to make a mess on the bed. As she ended speaking her morning pee started spraying in my mouth. Being the first in the morning the taste was simply horrible but I had to keep up with it and drink it all to avoid it spilling on my bed. After a minute or so she was done, then she picked another shirt from my closet and wiped on it. "See you later at work" was all she said before leaving. Time went on and she was more and more in charge of my life, she would come by whenever she felt like it and use me as she felt like using me. One day I left work and headed to the gym, when I got back home it was around 8 pm. As I entered the flat I heard women laughing in the living room. I went to check and there I found her with 5 other ladies. They were all very good looking women, in their late 20s to early 30s and all of Indian origins. They were sipping wine, sitting on my sofa and had taken their shoes off. Priya called me over, telling me she didn't want to choose between using me and hanging out with her friends. I was ordered to lie down on the rug and all of them put their feet on me while they kept drinking wine and talking. They ignored me for a while, rubbing their feet all over me as they laughed and chatted. Then one of Priya's friends asked her if it was true she used me as she said. So Priya stood up on my face and started trampling me, after a while all of them were trampling me simultaneously. The combined weight was really too much and the pressure was about to make me faint. Then luckily they stepped down and started rubbing their bare feet on my face telling me to lick them. They all started spitting on my face, in my mouth and mocking me for letting them abuse me this way. Finally Priya suggested they all tried a new game, she guided them into my bedroom, had me lie down inside the walk in closet and placed my shirts all around me so that I was completely surrounded in the "floor" she had made with shirts. The girls all got naked, they were quite tipsy on the wine so their inhibitions were totally gone. They then entered the closet, stepping on the floor made of shirts and myself, they started jumping on it, landing with their feet over me. The pain was really a lot, one of the ladies landed right on my face and I felt my skull and nose almost breaking under the sudden pressure. Another girl landed on my abs but I had no time to prepare so she went down crushing my stomach. When they finally stopped they were laughing while I was sure I would have a lot of bruises the next day. They then started sitting on my face, first as a joke, then thrusting their pussies and asses on it and commanding me to lick. They started all masturbating while one at time used my face to get off, their fluids rapidly covered my face and they all came on my face. When Priya did the others noticed she was a squirter and were amazed. She then said I was used to it and actually she even pissed on my face. It was then that her friends said they all had to use the toilet, so Priya suggested they would just do it right there. They started peeing simultaneously, all over me. It was six of them and they had a lot of wine so it was a lot of pee. They drenched everything, there were at least 200 shirts on the floor and they soaked them all. They apparently loved it and Priya told me I was to stay there soaked in piss while they went back to the living room as their ladies night was not over. They would come back whenever they would need the toilet again. I had a wine cellar in the living room, with very expensive French, Italian and Spanish wines, which they drank until the last drop. I could hear them laughing. After a while one friend of Priya came in and took another piss on me, spitted on my face and left without saying a word. Another did the same. Priya was next, she took a pee, it now tasted like alcohol and stayed there, squatting over my face. She started pushing and a fart came out. I screamed "what are you doing" but she ignored me and soon I saw her anus puckering as a big stool came out and landed on my face, the smell disgusting I was really on the edge to puke. That didn't stop her, as she kept shitting until I was covered. When she was done she wiped on some of the shirts that were still hanging and not on the floor and left staggering. When a friend of her came in and saw me covered in shit she left a scream then started puking, right on my face, and basically everywhere... Her screams also made the other girls come checking and between the disgusting smell and the alcohol they all couldn't avoid vomiting right on me, or on my clothes which were soon soaked. They all left, not before one of them squatted on my face and sprayed diarrhoea everywhere. They cleaned themselves and left. While I was left there, overwhelmed with what happened and about 20,000 pounds of branded clothes to throw away. Priya was apologetic the next day, she said they went too far and blamed the wine for that. However it wasn't long before she started coming over again and using me. It wasn't gonna last much longer though as she had been offered a position in another company and were going to move to Singapore. Also her husband discovered something so she had to tell him the truth, but he still thought we were lovers and didn't believe there was no sex. We had a farewell party for her in the office the last day. She bade farewell to all then left. I too left and went back home. I was surprised when I heard the door opening. Priya entered my room, but she wasn't alone, her husband Patel was with her. He wanted to see with his very eyes how I was just her slave as he was sure there was something romantic between us. Priya ordered me to lie down on the floor, and she stepped on my face. She started kissing her husband, while gradually taking off her clothes. Her husband was also getting naked. He was also Indian, dark skin, about 6 ft tall. They both got naked, his cock, still soft was at least 8" long and quite meaty. They made out as she stood on my face. Soon he also had one foot on my chest. Priya then told me to go to the walk in closet. She placed all my remaining clothes around me, recreating the same scenario as that night with her friends. The pile of clothes was as high as my body so that I was not sticking out. She and her husband stepped on it, walking on the shirts until she was again over my face. She lowered herself and told me to lick her pussy, which I did. She started to masturbate and suck her husband cock, which gradually became rock hard. He was leaking a lot of pre-cum which dripped on myself and on my clothes, she was also very wet as I was giving her an orgasm with my tongue. After she came squirting over my face, she asked her husband to fuck her. He came over entering her while still on my face. I could see his huge balls on my eyes as his big shaft disappeared into my mistress' pussy. They fucked right there, while I kept licking her and sometime him as he came out. They both were dripping a lot of sex juices and the smell and taste was very strong. She soon started shivering and had a very strong orgasm, the amount of fluid she squirted all over my face was something I had never seen before. It wasn't long and her husband started thrusting stronger and screaming. I saw his balls contracting and I knew he was cumming inside her. It lasted for a long time, he was really a heavy cummer and when he withdraw a huge gob of spunk came out of her pussy which she told me to lick clean. Her husband wiped on a shirt from the "floor" and then they went at it again, and again, for 3 times. After they were spent she started peeing on my face. She didn't warn me so I obviously wasn't ready, and her pee splashed everywhere. She then stood up, took her husband's cock in her hand and directed on my face, he soon started peeing too. She played with it directing the stream everywhere, in my mouth, all over the clothes and even on the clothes that were left hanging. They wiped on some clean clothes and left. Before leaving she bade goodbye one last time. That was the last time I've ever seen her.