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Office Submission
(Mistress Daria)

"Drop to your knees and crawl to me.".



"Yes ma'am," I obeyed dutifully, falling to my knees gracefully and slowly, crawling submissively on my hands and knees to her, my new mistress.



While I was crawling towards her I caught a look of her running her fingers up and down her neck. I was mesmerized.



One last time she said,



"Are you sure you are ready for this?"



I didn't know if she meant the job or a what, but the answer was the same to both. Not remotely hiding my hunger to submit to her, to the Firm unconditionally, I moaned, my insatiable hunger to obey, to please her, 



"Oh God, yesss."



"Ready for your first figure?" she asked, unfastening her skirt.



"Ready and willing Ma'am," I replied, eager to see her pussy, praying it was as impressive as I was already imagining. I watched intently and sensing my eagerness, she teased me and took her time. 



My mouth literally watered in eager anticipation of what I was about to do.



"By the look in your eyes and your opened mouth, I assume you approve of the type of assets you will be handling regularly?" she smugly smiled, her cunt ready for my thirsty lips.



"It is very impressive Ma'am, indeed," 



I replied, resisting the temptation to take and feel it's warm goodness in my mouth. 



"I think I have the perfect thing for it," I added.



"What would that be?" she questioned.



"My mouth Ma'am," I replied, eagerly.



"What about your fingers?" she questioned.



"That is also available too, on demand," I smiled demurely, making it clear I was completely at her sexual disposal.



"And your cunt?" she added. "Is your sweet cunt at my disposal too?"



I had never been fucked before, and although I never experienced the feeling of another person, or more particular, a woman, the feeling of utter submission, giving my body freely and entirely to this woman was exhilarating. Again, I responded as any obedient Sub I had seen on the BDSM DVD's would, 



"Yes, ma'am, my tight pussy is at your disposal too."



A soft, evil chuckle left her lips. 



"Let's start with those cunt-sucking lips of yours."



Once at her feet, she looked down at me and asked, 



"Do you, in fact, want this job by all means? Perhaps, even a special assignment?". 



When I looked up, I saw Tabitha sharply aiming her eyes into my face. My lip was quivering with fear as I was forced to eye my possibly new menacing boss. I gave a precious little nod.



"Nadine. Nadine Davies...How do you like my toes?" Tabitha had taken on a foreign strange look of niceness. She flailed her toes while pointedly looking down at me.



My look was that of horror and confusion. What did this have to do with anything? Looking down at Tabitha's toes, I commented. 



"They are beautiful. Your toes are very beautiful."



"You know, Nadine...I don't like lying little women, especially on my staff. Do you or don't you like my toes?" Tabitha barked with a snarl on her face.



I started shaking unsure as to what I should do. My mistress's toes did, in fact, look very young and vibrant and I didn't want to seem like a liar.



I bent over forwards feeling the plush carpeting under my hands. In this position, my breasts dangled heavily against my cheap cotton blouse. I reached up and brushed my hand through my hair again to get it out of my face. She began moving forwards on hands and knees.



After several moves forward, I was right in front of Tabitha, with the her dangling foot just inches away from my face.



"I really do like your toes, Ms. Stevens." I remained on hands and knees, peering up at Tabitha like a worried child.



I felt Tabitha's eyes as she watched me proceed forward on my hands and knees from the couch and while keeping her face in a stern gaze. With the me right down below her, she transformed her snarl into a look of blankness. Tabitha slowly started rotating the chair again after she moved forward several inches first.



Swaying from right to left slowly in her leather chair, Tabitha's right toe grazed underneath my nose. I didn't flinch, however. Tabitha continued the arc before stopping and beginning the return trip the other way. Again, her toe lightly brushed under my nose once more. All the while, I continued looking up at Tabitha with drying tears on my face.



Upon the third time of Tabitha brushing her toe under my nose, she stopped right there leaving her toe on my upper lip. Still looking at me, Tabitha slid her toe down slowly until the tip of it pressed at the crease between my lips. Giving the pressure behind it a bit of force, Tabitha began forcing my mouth open with her toe. My eyes closed.

Her toe had forced its way into my mouth and I was in shock and didn't know what to do. My new boss was in the middle of talking to me. That being the case, I remained on my hands and knees allowing the digit entrance into my warm mouth, hoping that it would soon be over. With my eyes closed, it was easier for me to wait out this violation of my dignity.



Bit by bit, inch by inch, the salty toe entered into my mouth until my mouth had enveloped the toe all the way, I heard a distant command from worlds apart, 



"Nadine, show me how much you love my toes..." 



Immediately, my tongue began to swathe over the toe. It was such the perfect size for my little mouth.



Soon enough, I reached up my right hand and took hold of the heel of the foot. With the foot locked in place, I began licking down the length of the entire foot. At times, a foreign image would appear in my eyes and I would see a woman delving her hand into her white silk blouse and seemingly be rubbing her chest.



Whenever I reached the arch in the foot that I had possession of, I would bite into it sensitively, causing a moaning sound to infect my hearing. I had to disregard it, though, because my focus was on my task at hand.



Soon, a hand was on the back of my neck and my head followed. It had apparently been lead to a warm polyester enclosure and soon my vision and head was enshrouded in darkness.