Serving the perverted female boss

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We were having dinner in a private room at a luxurious hotel. Our guest was Chen
Xiaoyi, the female boss of a large company. It was hard to say her exact age, but she was probably around 40. She was the kind of woman who, though past her
prime
, still possessed a captivating charm. She had arched eyebrows, bright eyes, a voluptuous face, and a full, curvaceous figure. Her mature feminine beauty was truly mesmerizing. She was dressed elegantly and luxuriously, exuding the air of a wealthy and aristocratic family. Every smile and gesture carried a regal air,
and apart from a hint of worldliness in her conversation, she was almost on par with my hostess. Of course, my hostess
was a celestial being, while this female boss was of earthly nobility—they were not comparable. Chen Xiaoyi's
accompanying secretary, Zhao Xue, was a young and beautiful woman with two bright, expressive eyes that seemed to sparkle with affection.
Her fair skin perfectly matched her name. After everyone was seated, A Cang introduced me as his secretary, A
Huang, and said there was no need for formalities. After several courses of food and drinks, A-Cang and the female boss chatted casually about business matters and
recent news and topics. My mind wasn't on the food; I was more interested in
the feet of the two beauties under the table. I glanced at them. The female boss was wearing flesh-colored stockings and light camel-colored stiletto heels with square toes—a classic
style that complemented her elegant light camel-colored suit. Her feet were slightly plump, with
the flesh on the instep protruding high at the square toes of the heels, making them extremely sexy and alluring. The female secretary wasn't wearing stockings;
her slender, fair legs were accentuated by a bright red silk slip dress, making them appear as smooth and delicate as jade. She wore
black suede strappy high-heeled sandals, revealing bare feet as white and tender as lotus roots—truly white and
tender, with ten oval, peach-colored toenails adorned with exquisite patterns—they were simply priceless
works of art. I thought to myself, those two beautiful feet under the table are truly heavenly feet
. How wonderful it would be to kiss them!
Before long, A-Cang and the female boss seemed to have reached a tacit understanding on business, and they began to urge each other to drink.
After several drinks, both A-Cang and the female boss were a little tipsy, their eyes gleaming with excitement.
The female boss said to her secretary, "Zhao Xue, you should toast Mr. Zhang." The secretary smiled and
picked up her glass, "Mr. Zhang, I'll toast you, but you have to drink the wine in my glass first." A-Cang said,
"Okay, the wine in Miss's glass is stronger." He reached for the glass in the secretary's hand. Miss Zhao Xue
dodged, "Oh no! I want to pour the wine into Mr. Zhang's mouth myself." A-Cang was more than happy to oblige, saying "Okay, okay," and
opened his mouth wide, waiting for Zhao Xue to pour the wine into his mouth. The secretary said again, "Mr. Zhang, please sit closer, I
can't reach you ." A-Cang, mouth agape, moved closer to Zhao Xue. Zhao Xue feigned a worried expression and said, "Mr. Zhang,
you're too tall, I can't reach your lips with my wine glass." A-Cang asked stupidly, "Then what should I do?" Chen Xiaoyi and I
laughed heartily. Zhao Xue said, "Just lower your head a little," so A-Cang
lowered his head to Zhao Xue's chest. The secretary's halter dress was already low-cut, and with A-Cang's head
lowered so much, a pair of full, white stockings almost fell into his mouth. I could see A-Cang's Adam's
apple moving as he swallowed greedily. In a flash, Zhao Xue suddenly poured a glass of wine onto A-Cang's
face, the wine splashing into his eyes and nose, but not into his mouth. Zhao Xue feigned surprise and apologized,
"Oh dear, I'm so sorry, Mr. Zhang, it's all over your face. Let me wipe it off for you." A Cang quickly said, "
It's alright , it's my fault, I didn't open my mouth wide enough." Chen Xiaoyi chimed in, "Zhang Tiancang, you should
lower your head a little more, then A Xue's wine could be poured into your mouth." A Cang looked at Zhao Xue questioningly. Zhao Xue
said, "Mr. Zhang, if you could kneel down, that would be fine. I promise to pour every last drop into your
mouth . However, a man's knees are precious, Mr. Zhang, please don't force yourself—" "A smile from a beautiful woman is priceless!
To kneel at the feet of a beauty like Miss Zhao is my great fortune!" With that, A Cang
knelt down before Zhao Xue, his hands reaching towards her slender, fair legs…
Meanwhile, the female boss started courting me. "What, Ah Huang, aren't you going to toast your older sister?"
Chen Xiaoyi said to me with a sly smile. "No, no, Ms. Chen is my elder, I should call her Auntie,"
I said. "Calling me Auntie sounds awful. Since you consider me your elder, how about calling me godmother? Would you like that?"
Chen Xiaoyi wanted me to be her godson, which was quite unexpected, because she looked no more than
ten years older than me. I had only addressed her as my elder out of politeness, but I didn't expect her to take it seriously.
As I hesitated, the female boss glared at me angrily: "What, you look down on me? You don't want to be my godson!" I
quickly said, "No, no!" "Then hurry up and toast your godmother!" Chen Xiaoyi's voice wasn't loud, but her tone was extremely
authoritative. I was completely stunned by her imposing presence. Involuntarily, I raised my glass with both hands and called out, "Godmother,
please drink." A satisfied smile immediately appeared on Chen Xiaoyi's face, but she didn't immediately take
the glass from me. Instead, she smiled and said softly, "Kneel down—" As if hypnotized, I obediently
knelt before the female boss, Chen Xiaoyi, holding the glass high for my newly recognized "godmother."
Chen Xiaoyi then took the glass and drank it all in one gulp, followed by a hearty laugh. In just a moment,
I became the female boss Chen Xiaoyi's godson. Kneeling before such a beautiful, noble, and wealthy godmother,
my mind went blank. In my daze, I heard Chen Xiaoyi say, "Call me, and I'll give you a greeting gift!" I
actually opened my mouth and called out, "Godmother…" Before the word "Mom" was even finished, I involuntarily prostrated myself
on the ground and kowtowed deeply to Chen Xiaoyi. This time, Chen Xiaoyi was caught off guard. As I was about to kowtow a second
time , she quickly put one foot under my head to prevent it from hitting the marble floor again, but
my nose and mouth bumped heavily against the back of her foot. Instantly, a jolt of electricity shot through my body, and
I blurted out, "Godmother, I'm sorry, did I hurt your foot?" This spontaneous
"Godmother" earned Chen Xiaoyi a burst of happy laughter. At the same time, she stroked my head and said, "
Good son , so filial!" As she spoke, she turned around and took out a stack of hundred-yuan bills from her purse, totaling more than 10,000
yuan. "Here, take it. As long as you are my good son, Godmother will not mistreat you." I quickly declined,
"No, no, I don't want it. I know Godmother's good intentions, thank you for your kindness, but I can't take the money!"
I was so anxious my face turned red, and I waved my hands frantically. "Hmm—? What do you want if you don't want money?" My godmother's face
darkened. "Godmother, don't be angry, I just want…I want…" "Want what?" "I want
…I want to kiss your feet—" I finally timidly voiced my desire. My godmother was taken aback at first, but quickly
understood. She stroked my head again, looking at me with pity, and said softly,
"Poor child, kiss them if you want, godmother won't be angry." I felt like I'd won the lottery,
trembling . I only managed to say "Thank you, godmother!" before eagerly throwing myself down, kneeling at my godmother Chen
Xiaoyi's feet, holding her beautiful, sexy feet tightly in my hands, and kissing them passionately… My godmother's insteps
were full and elastic, fleshy to the touch. Kissing her feet felt sweet in my heart and fragrant to my bones, a
truly blissful and pleasant sensation…so satisfying! Soon, I had licked my godmother's stockings wet,
and the uppers and soles of her light camel-colored high heels were wet and shiny. My godmother silently watched me,
like a puppy, licking her feet and shoes, enjoying the
pride and pleasure that only beautiful women could experience—being worshipped by men, being subservient to them, and having them willingly submit to humiliation… Meanwhile, Ah Cang and
Miss Zhao Xue were playing a game of "beauty teasing hero." After kneeling and drinking the wine Zhao Xue had poured into his mouth, Ah Cang
never stood up again, remaining kneeling and crawling around Zhao Xue's feet like a dog. Then
Zhao Xue giggled and said, "Mr. Zhang, if you bark like a puppy twice, I'll let you drink the wine that dripped from my toes
." Ah Cang immediately barked twice like a dog. Zhao Xue clapped her hands excitedly and
sat on the table, her feet on a chair. Holding a glass of wine, she lifted her sundress high and
slowly onto her thighs. The wine flowed down her legs, into her high-heeled sandals,
and then dripped from her toes and the tips of her shoes. A Cang, with his mouth wide open and
tongue lolling out, knelt at Zhao Xue's feet, licking the wine dripping from her toes and shoes. His lips and tongue continuously sucked
on her toes and the tips of her shoes, a look of blissful ecstasy that made everyone envious.
Seeing A Cang drinking from Zhao Xue's feet, her godmother also became interested. My godmother looked down at me and asked, "My dear son,
do you want to drink some wine?" I lifted my head from her feet and said, "Godmother, I'll drink whatever
you say." "You'll have to drink from my high heels, and you have to finish the wine in one shoe in one go!"
she commanded. I nodded seriously, "Yes, godmother." "
Pick up my high heels!" she ordered again. I carefully took one high heel off her feet, knelt up, and held
my hands in front of my face, waiting for her to pour the wine into the shoe. She picked up a bottle of wine, poured out a thin
stream, and a shoe full of wine appeared before me. The dark red wine shimmered beautifully in the light camel-colored high heel
. I pressed my lips tightly to the bend of the high heel and drank the entire shoe
of wine . I took off my godmother's other high heel, held it in front of me with both hands, and said, "Godmother, please
pour another shoe. Drinking wine in your high heel tastes so wonderful." My godmother smiled proudly and said,
"How about it? The wine tastes better when it's in my godmother's high heel, right?" "Yes, yes, it's mainly because my godmother's
high heel tastes so good that the wine tastes so good. Please, godmother, let me drink from your high heel again!"
My godmother said "okay" and poured out another thin stream of wine. I silently said, "Thank you, godmother,
thank you, godmother..." and drank it all in one gulp. My godmother praised me happily, "Good
drinking capacity! You're a good son, I'm glad I adopted you." She added, "Good son, you've gotten my shoes all wet
from drinking , what am I going to do with my feet?" I quickly bent down and lay on the ground, saying, "Godmother,
please step on me, I'll be your footrest." My godmother smiled and nodded, "Hmm—you
really are a good son, quite filial." As she spoke, she placed her feet on my shoulders and
affectionately rubbed her toes against my neck, making me feel incredibly aroused. I couldn't help but turn my head and
lick my godmother's ankles with my tongue. My godmother's feet were beautiful, and her ankles were beautiful too. The curves of her feet were simply
a masterpiece of art, a living Venus!
I was being trampled under my godmother's feet, and looking down from under the table, I saw that A-Cang's face was flushed, clearly he had drunk quite a bit from
Miss 's feet, but he was still lying on the ground and refused to get up. At this moment, Zhao Xue said, "Mr. Zhang, there's no more
wine , get up quickly!" "I won't get up, I want to lie down, I want to be Miss Zhao's little dog,
does Miss Zhao like that?" A Cang seemed a little drunk. Zhao Xue then said, "Then lick the soles of my shoes clean first."
Without saying a word , A Cang picked up one of Zhao Xue's feet with both hands, pressed his face against the sole of the high-heeled sandal, and began to lick it vigorously.
In no time, Zhao Xue's two high-heeled sandals looked as if they had just been washed in water, wet, shiny,
spotless, cleaner than new. Zhao Xue let out a string of silvery laughter like a young girl, her two feet
swinging happily. A few times, the high-heeled sandals kicked A Cang hard in the face. A Cang winced in pain at first,
then showed a very pleased expression. Actually, I also really wanted to lick Zhao Xue's high-heeled sandals and be kicked hard by her a few times,
so I was itching to do it, but I was held back by my godmother's feet and couldn't crawl over immediately. After laughing, Zhao Xue
said to Acang, "Mr. Zhang, you really are like a little dog! Bark a few more times for me, and if you bark nicely,
I'll let you be my little dog, okay?" Acang, no longer speaking human language, started barking
, "Woof, woof," while crawling and burrowing under Zhao Xue's legs. Zhao Xue stood up, lifted her skirt,
and spread her legs, letting Acang crawl between them. This made Acang even more excited,
barking incessantly. Finally, as Acang crawled under her again, Zhao Xue pulled her legs together, trapping Acang
between them, and covered Acang's head with her skirt. Acang's barking immediately turned into soft whimpers. At this moment,
my godmother spoke up: "Acang, let go of Mr. Zhang, don't go too far." Zhao Xue released Acang and sat down
in a chair. A-Cang crawled to Zhao Xue's side, kneeling and wrapping his arms around her knees, saying, "Miss Zhao,
did I sound nice?" "Yes, I did." "Then will you take me as your little dog?" "This…" Zhao Xue
glanced at her boss, Chen Xiaoyi, who gave her an approving look. Zhao Xue said, "Alright, I'll take you
!" A-Cang quickly kowtowed, "Thank you for your kindness, Miss Zhao. I will definitely be an obedient little dog!" "Then I…"
" From now on, I won't call you General Manager Zhang anymore, I'll just call you... Zhang Little Dog—no, Little Dog Zhang! You have to call me Master
Xue —or you can call me Aunt Xue, that sounds more intimate." Upon hearing this, I thought: Oh no,
in just one meal, A-Cang and I have become someone else's sons; one is a godson, the other a dog son.
How am I going to explain this when the mistress comes back?! A-Cang, on the other hand, was very happy. I heard him pleading with Zhao Xue: "Aunt Xue,
let me lick your toes, I've been wanting to do it so much... I beg you, my dear Aunt Xue, my dear Aunt Xue
..." Zhao Xue's high-heeled sandals stepped on A-Cang's face, and she said: "Licking my toes is fine, but you
can't just lick them casually. It'll cost 10,000 yuan per lick, deducted from your contract with our General Manager Chen. Are you
willing ?" After saying this, Zhao Xue and Chen Xiaoyi exchanged glances and burst into laughter. They thought A-Cang definitely wouldn't be willing to spend this
"romantic money." A-Cang's eyes darted around, and he readily agreed: "Okay, okay!" " Thank you, Xue Niang, your little dog is going to lick you
now ." With that, A Cang used his mouth to bite and
pull, quickly removing Zhao Xue's high-heeled sandals. He eagerly opened his mouth wide and began to bite Zhao Xue's delicate, white feet. Poor Miss Zhao Xue's
pair of exquisite feet fell into A Cang's "dog mouth."
A Cang licked and sucked wildly, countless times. Zhao Xue closed her eyes slightly, her lips parted in panting,
her brows furrowed, her body tingling with pleasure. She leaned back in her chair, feeling as if she were in a dream, completely comfortable. My
godmother, Chen Xiaoyi, pulled Zhao Xue from her "fairyland": "A Xue, how many times has your little dog licked you?
It's time to settle the score. " Zhao Xue suddenly opened her eyes, pulled her foot out of A Cang's mouth, and realized she
had been a little out of line. A blush swept across her face. She scolded A Cang with a playful laugh, "It's all your
fault, you little rascal Zhang! You're so annoying! You made your feet so itchy, I won't lick them again next time." A Cang feigned a pitiful look:
"Xue Niang—please, don't do this! You have to lick them again next time! I'm your little dog,
I'll die if I don't lick your feet—!" Chen Xiaoyi banged her chopsticks on the table and said, "Alright, alright, Zhang Tiancang,
your performance ends here! I've counted for you, you licked A Xue's feet 20 times, 10,000 yuan per lick,
200,000 yuan in total, you pay up!" Only then did A Cang stand up from the ground with a grin, "200,000? Okay!" He pointed at
me and said to Chen Xiaoyi, "The money is right under your feet, Ah Huang is yours today." "Ah, no wonder A-Cang agreed so readily to licking my feet
for 10,000 yuan. So you wanted to use me as a bargaining chip. It seems a businessman is a businessman;
he won't do a losing deal. You
have to admire him!" Zhao Xue suddenly cried out, "Oh dear—Little dog Zhang, you're so naughty! I thought you really liked my feet and were willing to spend a lot of money, but it turns out you had other plans! You're a little
bad dog, I don't want you anymore—!" Her coquettish voice made A-Cang and me melt. Maybe every
man in the world would die for a beauty like Zhao Xue when she flirted. My godmother was overjoyed and asked A
-Cang, "Are you serious? Then can I take this godson home today?" A-Cang said, "Sure,
take him home." My godmother patted my head with her foot and said happily, "Good boy, come on—
come home with your godmother today." I looked up at A-Cang, bewildered. A-Cang gave me a mischievous smile and winked
, as if to say, "Just go obediently!" And so, my godmother took me back to her home.
My godmother lived in an apartment building in the city center; the house was large and luxuriously decorated. Once inside, I
realized that my godmother lived alone—Chen Xiaoyi was a bachelor! Soon I learned about her
"hobby" and experienced it firsthand…

[The End]

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