Foot Fetish. Part 2
Already closer to lunchtime, Lydia Ivanovna couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at the monitor, reviewing yesterday's episode captured by the security camera with Victor and her shoe. It was amazing! Such a sweet boy, secretly worshipping her shoe, and of course she understood that he was worshipping her feet. Of course, she wished and hoped that Victor would have balked yesterday and she would have asked him – was he ready to continue obeying her, as his boss, or not? Thereby reminding him once again who, as they say, is the master of the house — the mistress! Who fucks whom, so to speak, but. But Victor, to her surprise, did not challenge her dominant position
and agreed to such a generally humiliating act of cleaning a woman's shoes. Of course, already at home, having taken off her shoes, she began to masturbate, remembering his confused eyes and the turmoil in his head — what to do and how to be? He couldn't refuse her at that moment! She would have fired him right then and there! But he agreed! He agreed to clean her shoes for her! And that means the boy is caught in a trap! A trap that hasn't snapped shut yet, it's true! But soon, soon it will happen! Throwing her head back and closing her eyes, Lydia furiously rubbed her clitoris, imagining how this stallion would sit at her feet, worshipping and kissing them, covering every centimeter of her beautiful feet with his slobbery lips, sucking each toe, caressing between them with his tongue, smiling and admiring the mistress's feet. Yes, Yes, MISTRESS! He will be at my feet and will do whatever I wishhhhh. This desire and Lydia's fingers on her pussy helped her release and come right at the threshold.How hungry I am! — Lydia began to think, looking around and adjusting her clothes – I need to do something! Sexual hunger is already making me jerk off right away at home! I need to put the question directly to Victor or Yulia – who wants to keep this job and who doesn't? And ask each of them, in private, hinting that they should get on their knees and show their devotion! Or maybe I need to call a prostitute again! – Lydia looked at the phone with the contact – Alexandra. Alexandra — that's actually Alexander, who at her first demand would come to her and lick, kiss, and suck her feet, but that was bought and acted, and Lydia wanted something extraordinary! Something dirty, probably! And she was already ready for blackmail just to get her way! Of course, in her desires, Yulia predominated! That beast pretending to be a sheep with wolfish eyes was more pleasing to Lydia and she was her target, not Victor, who was essentially a backup option.
And now, Lydia, seeing how this backup option jerked off twice to her shoes, forgetting about the surveillance camera – not acted, not bought, and practically without self-interest, revealed his essence and lust! The essence of what she was looking for! The essence of someone who revealed his potential to be her deputy and her favorite!
STOP!
Lydia stopped herself, having already moved away from the orgasm she got from imagining all this. I need to think clearly – she adjusted her already very wet panties and pulled her skirt down. Victor is in the mousetrap! Right? Yes! Is he mine? Yes! He won't go anywhere now! Correct? Yes, where the hell would he go! One click and the video with his shoe is on the internet – she smiled, twirling a pencil between her fingers – with my shoe – she corrected herself in her mind. So he is MINE and THAT'S FINAL!
Next target: Yulia! Lydia slammed her fist on the table, pressing the pencil across the entire plane of her palm from bottom to top! She will be my victim! But she will think she is the predator and my ally! I will lead her to Victor by giving her the task of enslaving him and I will observe! Yes! – exclaimed Lydia, realizing that a brilliant plan had come to her mind – and if she fails, I'll just fire her! No big deal – Lydia poured herself a glass of whiskey and took a sip – I definitely have Victor now! With my connections and opportunities, I won't let him slip away now! And Yulia? What about Yulia? She must prepare this lamb for my lunch! Yes! – Lydia waved the glass of whiskey, burning her throat – Decided!
Lydia began to recall how Victor had been behaving unnaturally today, trying somehow not to show himself to her, a dry – Hello – and blushing – ha ha — he's giving himself away – Lydia filled her glass a little more
— Yulia, come in — said Lydia Ivanovna into the intercom and Yulia, hearing the order, immediately stood up and entered the office
— I'm listening, Lydia Ivanovna – said Yulia, slightly bowing her head
— Tell Victor to go to the store for a hard drive! My hard drive is full, and you come back to me! Understood?
— yes – answered Yulia and, going out, gave the order to Victor. Admittedly, Yulia liked passing on orders from the boss to him, and he was obliged to carry them out! She sometimes even thought about tricking him for fun and assigning him something on her own, citing Lydia Ivanovna. Yulia felt a certain superiority over him because of this! She was jealous of Lydia Ivanovna's attention to him and wanted him fired or at least demoted to the rank of her assistant, so that he would wash her coffee cups, for example, and bring her coffee, and not hang around in front of her eyes when she didn't want it – she even clenched her fists and stomped her foot at the thought!
Okay – said Victor, receiving the unpleasant instruction from essentially his equal, Yulia, getting up from his chair and going out the door. Victor was torn by thoughts that day! Not just that day, he hadn't slept all night, wondering what might happen next, what he should do, and how to justify himself in case... and here it was like a blow to the head! Damn, okay, maybe it'll pass! But the order from Yulia, who had just come out from Lydia Ivanovna, plunged him into shock, which he tried to hide by quickly leaving.
What? Why does she need a hard drive? That one is full? When did it fill up? Maybe it wasn't working when I... and again, shame overwhelmed him like a blow. Maybe it'll pass – Victor reassured himself as he walked to the store. So what? If Lydia Ivanovna had seen what I was doing there, she would definitely have thought I was some kind of maniac and would have caused a scandal and fired me long ago! Right in the morning! But she didn't say anything! She just took her shoes in the morning, smiled, said — thank you — and went to the meeting room. Yulia brought her coffee there, I just couldn't have, and it's good that Yulia volunteered herself and I didn't have to persuade her. To be honest, Victor felt how Yulia tried to shift all the minor tasks onto Victor, leaving the more significant ones for herself, and always emphasized her superiority and Victor's worthlessness. Victor knew that if you gave this bitch even a chance to humiliate or trample him, she would certainly take it!
Wowww! – Yulia's eyes widened at the video she saw in the boss's office, she shifted her gaze to Lydia Ivanovna – I'm in shOOOck! – she shook her head.
Lydia Ivanovna saw how Yulia's eyes filled with lust, passion, and bitchiness. In those eyes, she read devotion and readiness for any actions to please her mistress!
— are you ready to play? – asked Lydia Ivanovna Yulia, slightly friendly but with a note of arrogance
— Yes! – Yulia answered clearly and quite sharply