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Yet Another Company of Women
Date: 1/8/2016, Categories: BDSM Author: Femdomforfun
... actually, considering the confusion and all." "Fitting?" he asked, trying to contain his anger. "You smelling her feet. Her sweaty, cheesy feet in your face. I'd almost feel bad if you didn't kind of deserve it ... considering the mess with the forms." It wasn't what he deserved, but what were his options? "You don't think she'd consider something else?" "Wow," answered Erika. "The more you talk, the more I realize how much you deserve this." "Well, thanks for your advice," he answered, standing up. He couldn't believe she'd counseled him to accept the situation. "Look," said Erika, "if it's not Alexa, who likes you, dishing out a little punishment, it'll be Dana and the women who don't want you here dishing it out. I'd say consider yourself lucky you got your job, go let her have some fun with you and move on." If there were alternatives, they seemed worse. What kind of punishment would Dana dish out, and why were they so keen on punishment? "My advice, if you care to listen, is don't let her think you hate it. Get into it. Smell her feet and pretend you love it. Thank her for it even. 'Cause the more into it you are, the less she's gonna want to do it. Make faces and you can be sure she'll find a way to make you do it again. She gets off on making people do things they hate." How was he going to pretend he loved it? It was horrible. He was sure she rarely changed her pantyhose. How else could her ...
... feet smell so pungent? "Did she wear her old red pumps today?" asked Erika with a broad grin. Kyle turned and nodded. "Wow, you're in for it," she replied before chuckling. "She's not making it easy 'cause her feet are gonna totally stink but, like I said, let her think you love it." "I can't. Why is this happening?" "You know how annoying you sound?" she asked, disgust on her face. "Smell her feet. Big deal. They'll stink but let her have a few laughs. It's all in good fun. And if you're smart, you'll pretend to have fun too and maybe you won't have to keep smelling her feet whenever you mess up." He couldn't mess up again. It was too humiliating, which Erika made worse by chuckling. He still felt he could trust her, even if he didn't like her advice. He wanted his job and realized it could mean doing things he hated. "You have only yourself to blame, Kyle. I know it's not what you want to hear." "I understand. Thanks." He was about to leave when he remembered to ask what Dana had in for him. "What's the punishment Dana would dish out?" he asked. "I don't know," she answered with a shrug and a grin. "Probably wind up with your pants around your ankles, standing in the corner during a sales meeting while Dana tells us what a stupid idea it was to hire you and how men are lazy and don't care about doing things right while the rest of us try not to giggle." Kyle flushed red at the thought. The ...