The Boss's Feet: A Forbidden Taste
As the elevator doors opened, Dorinha stepped out and caught her maid Polly red-handed. The young woman's face turned crimson as she hastily tried to stuff various items back into her bag, but it was too late. Dorinha knew exactly what she had been up to - touching her things without permission.
Dorinha sighed, feeling a mix of anger and amusement. This was the second time Polly had crossed the line, and she needed to be taught a lesson. But instead of firing her on the spot, Dorinha decided to come up with a unique punishment. One that was both humiliating and potentially arousing for both of them.
"You like my feet, don't you, Polly?" she asked, arching an eyebrow. Polly gulped, looking away. "You've been secretly touching them, haven't you?" Dorinha pressed, her voice growing softer. Polly didn't respond, her face a deep shade of red now.
Dorinha paused, taking a moment to enjoy the sight of her young, nervous maid. "I think it's only fair that you get to experience them properly," she said finally, a sly grin spreading across her face. "And since you seem to have such a foot fetish..."
She paused again, her eyes darting down to Polly's feet, which were inexplicably clad in heels today. "Why don't you show me how good you are with your mouth?" she asked, her voice low and seductive now. "Show me how much you enjoy them."
Polly's heart raced as she felt a wave of both fear and anticipation wash over her. She knew this was wrong, but something about the idea of pleasing her elderly boss with her mouth was strangely thrilling. Without another word, she knelt down before Dorinha and slowly, tentatively, reached out to touch her foot.
Dorinha closed her eyes, savoring the sensation as Polly's soft, gentle hands massaged her wrinkled soles. It had been a long time since anyone had paid attention to her feet like this, and she found herself growing more and more aroused by the innocent touch.
But it was time for the real test. Slowly, Dorinha pulled her foot back, leaving Polly's hands empty. She watched as the young woman's eyes followed the motion, her gaze shifting between fear and desire.
"Do it," Dorinha whispered, her voice barely above a whisper. "Suck on my old, stinky feet."
And so Polly did, closing her eyes and pressing her warm, wet lips against the rough skin of Dorinha's foot. She couldn't believe she was doing this, but the taste was actually...not unpleasant. In fact, it was kind of turning her on.
As she lavished attention on Dorinha's feet, Polly could feel her heart racing and her pussy growing wet. She had never experienced anything like this before, and she wasn't sure how she felt about it. All she knew was that she had to keep going, to please her boss and satisfy this strange new craving.
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