My Job at 1st Savings Part II

It was lunch time.  My ribs were so sore from Laura trampling I needed a
place to hide and re-cooperate before the next shift began so I was sitting
under the table in the lunch room eating a sandwich I purchased from the
vending machine when Mrs. Winters came in.  She bent down to see me take my
first bite out of the sandwich when she said "Are you hiding from us Mr.

Johnson?   You cannot eat your own food Mr. Johnson.  Your a slave now and
slaves don’t eat for themselves.  Myself, or one of our employees must feed
you.  Your on a strict diet now slave.  Here come out from under there.  I
crawled out and she opened her hand for me to place my sandwich in.  As I
did this she emptied the remains of my sandwich in the garbage and dusted
her hands off.  Give me any other money you might be carrying Mr. Johnson.. 

You will not have any money unless its your day off.  You have waved the
right to own anything until your employment ends.  And that is when we see
fit.  I handed over my wallet and keys to my car.  I frowned.  I’m stuck
here aren’t I Miss Winters?  Yes you are and my name is not Miss Winters
anymore, its Mistress just like the other ladies here at 1st Savings.  Now
Lay under my chair on your back.  As I did this she placed her patent
leather pumps on my chest and began eating her lunch.  I have already made a
lunch for you slave she said.  She pulled her shoe off to reveal the nicest
set of red painted toes I have ever seen.  I watch in awe as the shoe
slipped slowly off and revealed them in full light.  She wriggled them a bit
in front of my face and waved them under my nose a bit saying open your
mouth slave.  I did this and noticed that still inside her shoe was a
flattened piece of bread that was once a sandwich.  I made it just for you. 
She peeled it out from inside the shoe and stuffed the whole sandwich into
my mouth.  It tasted so foul and I could smell the sandwich as it entered my
mouth too.  It stank of feet sweat and tasted of peanut butter and jam with
traces of hot sweaty shoe leather and foul pieces of stones and residue from
the floor.  I chewed it hungrily and swallowed it.  She patted my head and
said that’s a good slave.  Other women finally entered the lunch room to see
me and Miss Winters …um Imean Mistress Winters introduced me to them.  Laura
smiled at me and Jenny sat beside Mistress Winters.  She had open toe mules
on and her toe wiggled from them as I had a perfect view from under the
table.  She snapped her fingers and I immediately began kissing her feet all
over.  Lick them too she said.  I stuck my tongue out and licked even
strokes up and down the tops and the sides of her shoe.  It was so erotic I
was harder then I ever was before.  Jenny was such a beautiful woman.  I
felt so good kissing her shoes.  Suck the toes through the shoes she said
next.  I laid flat on the floor eye level to her shoes and took the whole
toe part of her shoe into my mouth.  It was hard to do in this position but
I managed to suck on each of her toes one at a time lifting them up from the
edge of the shoe into my mouth.   They were salty and sweaty and I ingested
more stone and dust from in between them.  Michelle tapped Jenny on the
shoulder and said hey!  Stop hogging him.  I’m finished my lunch and want a
try.  She dragged me by the hair to her side of the room.  Put your face
here she said pointing at the chair she was sitting on.  I immediately
planted my head into the chair face up and laid in front of it hands on the
floor.  I felt so humiliated in front of all these ladies.  Just then
Michelle lifted her skirt up to reveal her panties.  They were white with
pink lace around the thigh and waist band.  She straddled my head and
lowered herself on to my face wedging my nose up between her pretty panty
covered cheeks.  My face fell flat into the chair and sunk deep as she lean
back and relaxed on me.  It was so dark and I could not move my head to any
direction.  Her ass smelled a bit from her last movement and the panties
kept the smell close.  I tried to inhale as it was getting hard to breath
under her ass and  the air was cut off by the pressing of her ass against my
nose.  I struggled a bit as there was literally no air at all then a inch to
the left and finally I got a fraction of air to breath  and I took as deep
of a breath as I could.  This lady sat there for the entire 30 min break on
my face having a cigarette.  She butted the ashes on my bare flesh nipples. 
Each hot ash made me scream but the sounds were muffled by her ass I was
trapped under.    I moaned and wriggled beneath her and prayed that soon she
would lift up.  Finally she did.  She stood and walked away quickly.  Her
heels clicked as she left the room.  I was alone there was no one else
around.  I could not see for a brief min as the pressure of her sitting on
me so long hurt my eyes and I could only see in a haze of red blurry
reflections.  After I got focused I got up and walked to the working area of
the bank.  Janet was in the safe counting.  She made me lay on the floor of
the safe.  She smiled saying not a word and began to step on my chest with
her 5 inch pumps.  The heel sank into my chest and I screamed in terror as
the pain shot through my entire body.  My mouth was muffled by a well worn
pair of socks that one of the girls used daily when she wore them over her
nylon coming into bank.  Tears flowed down my cheeks as she relentlessly
trampled my entire body.  She reached for box number 11 and stood over my
stomach leaning back once in a while sinking her heels deeper as she paid no
attention to where she was standing.  After 10 mins.  She walked up to my
chest over my breast bone and stood there counting floats out of box number
31.  10 more mins went by when she walked up to my face and stood with both
feet on my face.  I could not see.  Both the soles of her shoes were
covering my eyes and her heels as sharp as they were were piercing my cheeks
and scraping my gums.  They were bleeding.  Oh God will she ever get off???
It hurt so much.  I trembled in pain trying to see from under her shoes.  No
use.  Trapped here.  Ahhhhh…… I screamed again spitting out the socks when
she said shut up and shoved her heel into my mouth.  Suck on this or I’ll
jam my heel down your throat.  I sucked as the weight was shifted to the
right side of  my face.  It felt like I was on fire.  I wriggled and kicked
my feet a bit but sucked on her heel.  She finally stepped off my face and
walked out of the safe like I wasn’t even there.  I sat up and felt my face.
  There was a perfect indentation of her heel deep into my face.  Blood was
oozing from my mouth from the bleeding gums.  I was so tired and weary when
Mistress Winters came in and said " There you are!"   Here’s your
pay stub Mr. Johnson.  You get paid daily here at 1st Savings.  Of course you know
you will not see any of this money until I let you go.  And that should be
in …oh about six months or so.  She laugh an left the vault.  My watch said
4:00pm.  Time to go.  I got up and returned to the shoe closet and covered
myself up with the many pairs of shoes in there and fell asleep until the
next banking day.


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