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Click hereOne afternoon, I was lying under Jacqueline's desk with her feet in my face, in what was by now our most common position when working together. I knew she would be leaving soon, with the rest of our workload falling to me, as was only appropriate.
"Tell me, have any of the male professors asked you for a blowjob yet?"
I shook my head faintly, her feet still in position.
"Well, when they do ask you to drop to your knees and suck their cocks, you know what to do."
This lack of female solidarity destroyed me. She was actively leveraging the patriarchy against me, to bring me further down to heel. Wasn't I obedient enough already? What need was there of dismantling me this way? And yet in submissive defeat, I nodded. Like countless women assistants before me, I would be demeaned and exploited, a glorified coffee-fetcher that would pair administrative grunt work with sucking cock. Being at the beck and call of men. Utterly put in my place. That it was a woman doing this to me just made it hotter, and more terrible, and hotter.
Jacqueline wasn't done with me, however.
"But first, you'll give me a blowjob."
This didn't mean what I thought it meant. Her stockinged toes pressed against my lips, while her other foot moved to my throat, where it nestled firmly, keeping me in my place. My lips parted, and to the sound of Jacqueline's laughter, I did what I would do for the rest of my life: I sucked. And sucked, and sucked, and sucked...
THE END
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@489518: I guess I'm at least partially guilty of the lack of freshness! Most of my stories are utter noncon in nature. This was an exception, but even then I'd argue it's a story written like it was noncon even if it isn't - I like the idea of the all-devouring obsession you cannot control or rein in in any way. If you're looking for more consensual foot fetish D/s from my side, take a look at Drawn To The Flame :D
@lawyerwife: I understand completely. "Unfortunately" the element that appeals to me the most is when it isn't just play: real D/s with real consequences is the space my fantasies inhabit.
@Anonymous: This particular story is finished, yes. My currently ongoing series are Drawn To The Flame and The Thrill Of Defeat. Going forward you can expect a mix of one-shots and serialised stories coming from me. :D
Will you ever add more to this, or is this just a one time story and done?
I love how we see the submission, the need, from her point of view, feel it with her.. but I wish this wouldn't have ruined her...
Damn this was fucking good. An absolute breath of fresh air. It's surprisingly rare to find foot fetish D/s stories where the sub is actually into it (a annoyance of mine).
I would absolutely *love* a sequel to this.
Thanks for the compliments! My plan is to roughly post one story every month on here. Don't be afraid to get in touch if you want to discuss something, and check out my bio for what information about what I focus on in my writing!