The relationship between a leader and a secretary

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I pushed open the door; the blinds were open. Following yesterday's instructions, I closed the door behind me. Entering the hall, I was surprised to see the finance director's aloof secretary kneeling in my spot, polishing his shoes. The director was on the phone, glancing at her coffee cup. I quickly made him coffee.

The secretary, kneeling under the desk, had her buttocks sticking out high, the heels of her high heels protruding. Under her very short skirt, I could already see her white underwear. But she didn't care; she was diligently polishing the director's shoes.

I respectfully served him the coffee. But the director stood up, went to the window, and admired the breeze below…
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"Kneel down and crawl over here," the director was calling me. I quickly knelt down, came to the director's feet, and took the silk handkerchief from the secretary.

"Lick," the director commanded. So I lowered my head and began licking the director's leather shoes. The secretary seemed well-trained; she obediently clung to the director's high buttocks, inhaling deeply, her long breaths filling the air.

I peeked up; the director's hand was pressing down on the secretary's head, her buttocks pressing forcefully against her mouth and nose. The secretary didn't dare utter a sound, her hands flailing wildly in the air.

I stopped watching them and focused on licking the director's high heels when a phone call came in. The director walked to the sofa and sat down to answer the call, and we quickly scrambled over. The secretary knelt beside the director's legs and began massaging them, while the director crossed her legs. She stepped on my face with the sole of her shoe, and I understood. I started licking the sole of the director's shoe.

The director spoke to the person on the phone for a long time; I noticed the director's words were very humble, which surprised me slightly. After finishing the call, the director said to the secretary, "Take off my shoes." The secretary carefully took off the high heels, holding the director's feet in both hands, and the director then stepped on my head.

"Smell," the director ordered the secretary. The aloof and young secretary obediently buried her face in the fabric, and I saw her chest heaving violently.

"Does it smell good?" the director asked coldly.

"It smells good," the director said. "Please let me smell it a few more times."

"Hmph. It smells good?! You slut, you're actually trying to seduce the general manager. You better smell it properly." "I wouldn't dare, Director. I love smelling your shoes the most."

"Hmph, is that so? Get in here." The director said, opening his legs, and I saw the director's black panties. And the wisps of black hair peeking out from the edge of the panties.

The secretary hesitated for a moment, but the director remained calm, lying on the sofa, his sweaty feet stepping on my head. The secretary did indeed crawl into the director's black pencil skirt.

"Slut. If you want to seduce the general manager, serve me properly first." The director said, squeezing the secretary's head tightly, chuckling coldly.

"The secretary was obviously giving the director oral sex, her ass sticking up high, right in front of my head.

"Lick it hard," the director said, grabbing the secretary's long hair.

I saw the secretary's head bobbing up and down like a dog searching for food.

My face was right in front of her buttocks, and I was already aroused. I stuck out my tongue to lick the secretary's exposed underwear and found that her genitals were already wet. After

the secretary licked for a while, the director stood up, grabbed the secretary's head, and pulled her onto his buttocks. "Now crawl in and lick my asshole."

The secretary had no choice but to try to bury her head under the director's skirt, but the director's legs were closed, and she couldn't get in.

"Beg me," the director ordered.

The secretary hesitated for a moment, looked at me, and whispered, "Please, Director... let me... let me... lick your asshole." "Slap!" The director slapped the secretary hard across the face.

"Say it again."

"Please, Director, let me lick your asshole." The secretary's voice was a little louder.

"Slap!" Another slap. "You slut, you slut who licks my asshole and you want to seduce the general manager? Haha." "I wouldn't dare, Director, I'm only fit to lick your asshole."

"Lick." The director ordered. The secretary carefully lifted the director's short skirt, revealing her black underwear and garter belt.

"Come here and give me oral sex," the director said, grabbing my hair and pulling me over.

So the secretary and I took turns servicing the finance director with our tongues.

The director's libido was incredibly long-lasting; even with my face covered in her juices, she hadn't reached orgasm. But then she yanked my head away and said to the secretary, "Come here." "Now lick my asshole." I crawled on my knees behind the director's buttocks, a stench assaulting my nose. I discovered that the finance director's anus was covered in thick, dark hair. "Clean my anal hair carefully," the director told me. I took the director's glossy anal hair into my mouth and carefully sucked on it. At that moment, I felt the secretary's head shake violently.

"Hahaha. Drink it."

I peeked and saw that the secretary's head was soaking wet; the director had clearly urinated on her face.

Noticing that I had stopped, the director turned around and slapped me. I quickly continued sucking on the hair on the director's anus. And then I heard the director command.

"Lick the floor clean... you slut, lick the shoes clean too."

This morning, the secretary smelled the director's shoes, drank the director's cum, I licked the secretary's underwear, the secretary licked the director's anus, I licked the director's anus, the secretary even drank the director's urine, and licked the urine off the floor. This morning completely changed me; I believed many things I didn't believe before. But something happened in the afternoon that shocked me even more.

When I crawled to the lobby from my knees in the afternoon office, I saw the noble finance director kneeling in front of the sofa, taking off a man's shoes. She neatly placed the man's leather shoes in front of the sofa, then picked up the man's black socks, his hairy feet sniffing them hard.

"Your feet have become even smellier, Mr. Xia."

"Hahaha," the man laughed smugly, as if smelly feet were a glorious thing.

Seeing me come in, the director ordered me to crawl over and lick the sweat off Mr. Xia's feet.

Good heavens, this is too difficult. I like licking women's smelly feet, but I absolutely cannot lick men's. This is too shameful.

"Come here, you filthy dog," the director commanded, her head held high.

"Never mind. You lick my feet," Xia said to the director, then to me, "Go and call Xiaoling in."

Xiaoling was the director's secretary, the pretty secretary who was only fit to lick the director's asshole.

I hesitated. The director's face was grim, but she still turned to me and ordered, "Go." I called the secretary in. As soon as the secretary saw Xia, she swayed her hips and walked over, sitting down next to him.

The director, who had been so arrogant yesterday, was now silently bowing her head and giving Xia oral sex.

I knelt to the side, not knowing what to do. Xia instructed me, "Come and take off Queen Xiaoling's shoes."

I did as she said and took off Xiaoling's shoes. Xia took Xiaoling's red high heels from my hand and smelled them greedily.

At the same time, she pressed down on the finance director's head with her other hand. The finance director's head bobbed up and down, sucking on Xia's penis.

At this moment, Xiaoling suddenly slapped Xia across the face. In a panic, General Manager Xia hurriedly knelt at Xiaoling's feet. Xiaoling placed her bare foot on the head of the finance director, who was bowing his head.

"You slut, you should settle the accounts from this morning properly," Xiaoling said viciously. She lit a cigarette and started smoking.

"Take my shoe and walk around the room three times," Xiaoling ordered the finance director.

The director obediently picked up Xiaoling's high heel and scrambled around the room, while General Manager Xia buried his head in Xiaoling's crotch, licking it. Xiaoling smoked her cigarette, glancing at the finance director out of the corner of her eye.

"Go get this stinking dog's lunchbox," Xiaoling ordered me.

I retrieved the director's lunchbox, and the director, having already scrambled around several times, saw that Xiaoling's cigarette had gone out and quickly crawled to the coffee table to get the ashtray. Xiaoling forcefully stubbed out her cigarette. She kicked the director to the ground, then roughly shoved General Manager Xia aside and stood up with her legs spread.

"Put it down," Xiaoling said to me.

I placed the lunchbox at Xiaoling's feet.

"You," Xiaoling kicked the director, "come and hold it."

The director crawled over and picked up the lunchbox with both hands, and Xiaoling sat on it.

"Make me drink urine? I'll make you eat shit,"

President Xia said with a smile. "Don't laugh, you have to eat too. You lowly dog," Xiaoling scolded President Xia.

As she spoke, Xiaoling defecated, and a stench filled the room.

"Come here and lick it clean," Xiaoling pointed at me. I didn't lick Xiaoling's anus because she was too young; it wasn't my interest. The finance director, holding the lunchbox, was at a loss. President Xia slapped the department head across the face.

"Eat," President Xia commanded, simultaneously shoving Xiaoling's anus to clean it. As I stood up to leave the office, I saw the finance director's head being stomped into the lunchbox by Xiaoling's shoe.

I left. But I became the finance director's slave. To avenge her humiliation, she made me eat her feces every day. But I was willing. She was of a certain age, with full legs, and incredibly smelly feet. Her shoes were always wet.

[The End]

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