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[Written by me and @submissivegayfrenchboy]

My part:

"It's been a long day foot boy. I just secured a great deal for my company, and I know you how eager you are to worship my big sweaty feet. Take my shoes off boy."

"Yes boss."

You knelt down and planted one kiss on each shoe before taking them off. The strong manly smell was all over his office, and he started teasing you with his socked feet by rubbing them all over your face. You tried to take the off but he kicked your face.

"I didn't order you to take them off foot boy. Now you sit back, apologize, and beg for my feet."

He started taking his socks off and teased you with his feet.

"Sorry boss. May I please get to worship your feet? I beg you boss."

"Go ahead foot boy."

You started sniffing his soles enjoying his smelly feet. He ignored you while he worked on his computer.

@submissivegayfrenchboy part:

You properly sniffed your boss's long feet, but he preferred to simply place them on your face, as if you were his footrest. He kneaded his feet on your face, wiggling the toes on your forehead, sometimes accidentally making them go into your eyes or intentionally go into your mouth.

You knew your boss was upset about a phone call or something he couldn't do if he stuck your nose between two toes: the harder he squeezed your nose between his toes, the more upset he got.

My part:

After he was done he propped his feet on the desk and ordered you to start licking his feet. You gave his manly feet long intense licks making sure to eat any toe jam or lint from his soles. He made sure to rub his feet all over your face covering your face with your saliva.

You were then ordered to massage his feet. You spent the next couple of hours massaging his feet as he let out soft moans every now and then.

That was your life now... a slave to a successful man, once your friend and now a superior to you. Your job was to worship a man, you get paid for that. Your relationship with him transformed more and more everyday turning you into a complete obedient slave.

@submissivegayfrenchboy part:

Your job was to relax him, so sometimes you took the initiative to lick or kiss his feet, but he didn't really think of you as a human during your work hours, but as an object. So you had to be content to wait for his orders, depending on whether he wanted his feet massaged, sniffed, kissed, licked or just placed on your face.

You were considered legally like any employee: an employment contract with hours and remuneration. But in practice, you didn't live like the others. You had to arrive before your boss, of course, stay under his desk and greet him by bowing at his feet. If he said “shoes,” you had to take them off. If the boss said "socks", you would first sniff them gently until a tap of his feet on your head informed you that you had to take them off.

Massaging them, kissing them, licking them, sucking them, biting them, scratching them when he was itchy,...: your duties were formulated by orders summed up in a word or a verb.

The sweat of his feet was your meal, because he wanted you available as soon as he returned from his own lunch break. So you ate a hearty breakfast in the morning, arranged to go to the bathroom when he was away, and ate a good dinner in the evening so you wouldn't be hungry the next day.

Massaging his feet was daily, but licking depended on his mood. If he felt tired, you were to lick his feet energetically and passionately, allowed to speak for the only time of the day (aside from morning and evening greetings). It was necessary to flatter and compliment him to make him regain self-confidence in his moments of doubt. If he was upset, you had to lick gently to relax and calm him.

Whether his feet were placed on his desk, on a footrest, on the sofa or on the floor, you were forbidden to move upright in his presence: you had to crawl on the ground so that your face remained symbolically at the closest level of his feet. And of course, he entrusted you with cleaning his socks and shining his shoes.

You have several times been helpful in concluding a contract for your company by licking and worshiping the feet of an ally or a business competitor, whether it's a male boss or a female boss. You had your place in the company, even if it consisted of licking feet and complimenting the feet of these men and women, whether you meant your flattery or not.

My part:

Thats what you got turned to. A slave for your boss and whomever he desires. But you were happy and satisfied with your new life, you finally had a purpose.

(Thank you @submissivegayfrenchboy for helping in this story. Hopefully we'll get to co-write more stories in the future)

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[Phone call] "Hey Luke, how are you doing today buddy?" "I'm fine... a bit disappointed after yesterday's interview. Thought I'll find a j

Your master had left his job to focus on gaming and using you. His income from renting you to other guys can easily cover his expenses. You've been rented to worship feet, clean houses, and be used sexualy. Sometimes you see him only once a week and as much as you like to serve other alphas, you crave to be used personally by him.

Today he decided to keep you for himself. You woke up and prepared his breakfast before serving it to him. He didn't want to go to the gym but he still needed practice so he taped you to a pole and started using you like punching bag. Your whole body was beaten and you get some kicks too.

After he finished he let you taped for some time before freeing you and ordering you to bow before him.

"You ready to worship master's feet fag? Been a while since you worthless piece of shit licked my foot."

"I'd love nothing more master. I beg for your permission master."

"First you have to thank me for using you earlier today. Then I want you to sit and watch my godly feet as I play. I want you to appreciate the feet you owe everything to, the feet that gave you a purpose fag."

You did as he said and watched his feet. His wide meaty soles and sexy toes resting on the coffee table showing more masculinity than you. Your dick was straining against it's cage and leaking.

After an hour of watching him wiggling his toes he ordered you to start sniffing his feet. You did as he completely ignored you. That was followed with an order to worship his feet. You started licking his feet passionately while you rubbed your face against his soles. You moved on to suck his toes and after some time he started stomping your face signaling you to stop.

"That's all you get for now. Go get ready my guy is on his way to take you for a couple of days. You better serve him well he'll pay me good."

"As you wish master."

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It's been three months with the new arrangement. Three months of getting beaten up, three months of worshipping feet, three months of humil