Secretaries/Teachers Slave

Chapter 1- intro and foot massage

My job at the high school was different than most of the other employees. I work as campus security. I don't look like a security person, being 5'10" and 150 lbs, but i am good with students so it works out. Security sounds more intense than it is most days anyway. Sure there is the occasional fight to break up or kid using drugs, but more often than not I'm roaming the halls telling kids to go to class and responding to any needs of the office staff and administrators.

If you have ever worked in a school you know the principal is in charge but the secretaries and janitors really run the place. The school I work at is no exception. Not much gets done unless one of our secretaries is involved. Here we have three secretaries in the main office. Maria is a light brown Hispanic women in her early 50's. She is in good shape and if it wasn't for some of the wrinkles in her face, could pass as much younger. Maria has been here the longest. Niki is a very petite Asian women. She is strikingly beautiful and In her 40's. She always dresses very well and does a little bit of everything in the school. Leslie is a tall white women. She is probably 5'11" and is very beautiful as well. A mom of several, she looks to be in fairly good shape and has a nice, large ass. These women are really the backbone of the school and a big part of my job is responding to their needs when I get a call on the radio.

This is my first year working at this particular school. It became apparent quick that these women get my assistance when they need it. And because of their jobs, they tend to be assertive. Not unkind, just know what they need done and who they want to do it. At the beginning of the year I mostly ran notes for them, or grabbed a kid from class. Normal stuff that may not technically fall under my job description, but was no big deal to handle. Over time though, their requests of me got further and further out of my per view. They started radioing for me to come to the office then asking "can you fill my drink" or "can you make a coffee run". I think they caught on quick that I was a people pleaser and a push over. Not with students, but I would do just about anything another staff member asked of me. Not only do I want to go above and beyond in my job, but I'm a fairly meek person in general. So I go get the coffee and move the cars and whatever else they ask me to do.

After a couple months on the job I was getting called into the office more and more for tasks. Near the end of the day On a Friday halfway through the first semester, I was walking back to my office (a little closet thing at the back of the main office), when Niki said, "how's your day been Mike?"

"Good. Mostly boring" I replied. "How was yours?" I ask trying to extend the courtesy back.

"Oh, it's felt long. I've had to walk more than normal around the school I'm tired. My feet are killing me." Niki says.

"I'm sorry" I say. "You guys have been busy today".

Maria, who shares a big desk with Niki says, "Mike doesn't look too busy right now. I bet he would rub your tired feet."

This had to be the most out there task yet. But Man, what a set up. Maria knows it's hard for me to say no to a question. It's even harder when someone says I will do something. It's silly, but I feel like if I don't, I'm not pleasing either the person who said I would or the one I'm supposed to help.

Niki says, "oh that would be fantastic Mike. It's actually about to be my break time. You can meet me in the back break room".

"Yah, sure" is all I can muster to reply. I didn't want to rub her feet, but more than that, I didn't want to disappoint these women. I walked back to my office to drop

Something off, then to the break room behind the offices. Thankfully, no one really uses this but the office staff. It will be weird to rub her feet anyway, but embarrassing if someone else were to see me doing it. The room is small, has a table with four chairs, one more comfortable love seat and a little kitchenette with mini fridge and microwave. She had beat me there and was on the love seat on her phone. She was wearing tight jeans and a nice looking green blouse. She looked up when I came in and said, "pull up a seat Mike. Thank you for doing this. I really needed it."

That was all I needed to feel better about it. That I was making her day so better. That she was so thankful for what I was doing. That I was pleasing her.

I pulled a hard chair from the table over in front of her. I sat and she immediately put both of her feet up on my lap. She hadn't even taken her shoes off. She was wearing a pair of black flats. I took one off on the outside foot to reveal a black, thin, no show sock. I grabbed the foot and began to rub the middle with both hands.

After just a few seconds of that she said, "do you mind taking my sock off? It will feel so much better."

I reached over and took the sock off placing it in the shoe that was now on the ground. She had about a size 6 foot with a little bit longer toes and a distinct arch. Here toes were French tip and looked professionally done. I grabbed her foot again and began to rub with both hands. Her foot was very soft. She clearly took care of them. I started with the balls of her feet and worked my way down the the heal using my fingers and knuckles. I worked around the heal a bit and the ankle then back up all the way to the toes. Then I massaged each toe individually. I wasn't a professional or anything, but being the push over I am, I'd given a good amount of foot massages before.

Once done on the outside foot, I took off the shoe and sock of the inside one. She didn't seem to be paying attention to me much, just scrolling her phone. I began to do the same thing to this foot as I did the last starting with the balls of her feet.

When I finished with that one it had been about 20 mins. Her break was only supposed to be 15, but I doubt the ladies at the front were going to care.

"Thank you Mike. That was soooo nice" she said moving her feet off me and starting to put her socks back on.

"No problem. Glad to help" I said.

We walked out together. She stopped at her desk and I kept going to get back into the halls. I heard her say to Maria, "it was actually a really good massage". Then they both laughed.

That day ended with no more weird tasks and then it was the weekend. The next Monday we were back at school. It was a normal morning of me walking the campus and getting kids to class. After lunch I get a radio call, "Mike can you come to the office please?" I headed over there and when I arrived was asked by Maria to go get a student out of class who was being checked out. I went and got her and we came back to the office. The student signed out and me and the three office ladies were the only ones left. "I heard you give a pretty mean foot massage Mike!" Said Leslie.

"I guess so" I replied.

"No, it was so good" Niki said. "I told these ladies you have to let him give you one".

'Let me give them one?!?' I think. That makes it sound like it was my idea. Like I really wanted to do it.

"Could you please give us one on our break?" Says Maria.

"If I'm not busy, I guess I can" I reply.

"You don't look busy now" Leslie says. And she was right. I had no good excuse not too.

"I got the front covered if you both want to head back" Niki said.

They both stood up and walked back, I didn't know what else to do so I just followed without saying anything.

When we got back to the break room Maria took the love seat and Leslie sat in one of the chairs at the table. "Can you start with me" Maria asked? "I need to go back first".

I pulled up a chair like I did for Niki. Maria had on a pair of sandals and took those off before I sat down. Once I was seated in front of her, she put one foot up. Her feet were about the same size as niki's but a little shorter toes, much thicker and more rough around the edges. She had some calluses in different places and her heels looked a little dry. Her toes are painted blue, but for sure it was done at home. I grabbed the one foot up there and massaged starting at the balls of her feet and working my way down to her heels. She seemed to like the massage on her heel and ankles so I spent a little more time on that then I had before. Then I worked my way back up to the toes. She had some spots on her feet that were tough. I massaged each toe and separated them carefully with my fingers to give them a good stretch. Before I was even finished with her toes, she put the other foot up and took the one I was working on out of my hands. I guess that meant she wanted this one now so I massaged doing the same thing paying special attention to her heels. Her massage was a bit shorter than Niki's, only about 15 mins in total. When she was ready she simply took her foot out of my hands and put them down in her sandals. "You are pretty good at this. Thanks." Maria said as she stood up and walked back out to the front.

Leslie was on her phone over by the table but when maria left she hopped up and came right over. "Finally my turn", Leslie said. I had to scoot the chair back some since she was much taller than the other two ladies. She was wearing a pair of fairly worn burkinstocks. She slid one foot out and put it up in my lap. Her feet were much bigger than the other ladies. She must have been about a size ten. Her toes were long, but proportional to the rest of her foot. She had a pretty deep arch and they were soft. Not quite as glamorous as Niki's, but she definitely took care of them. Her toenails were painted black. I started massaging the same way I did with the other two. The balls of her feet and soles took longer though just because of shear size. I worked into the high arch and all around the top and bottom. Leslie seemed partial to having her toes massaged so I spent more time there than the other girls. After the first foot she plopped her second foot up without taking the first off. I went through the same massage on that one. Her feet took longer but the whole massage maybe took 20 mins.

Once we were all back in the front office, Leslie says, "you were right Niki, that was great".

"I told you" Niki said. "We're going to have to let him do that more often".

'Great' I think. One more crazy task for these ladies. I walked out to the halls leaving the ladies to their work in the office.

Chapter 2- foot massage, foot smelling

Tuesday and Wednesday that week went by pretty normal. I was dreading the call for another foot massage. I didn't mind doing the massage. It was the fact that I was being taken advantage of that I didn't like. The reality was though, I would do it again If they asked. Push over for sure.

On Thursday as I was walking the halls I saw Niki and Leslie several times out running errands around the school as well. It's a fairly big school so it meant a lot of walking. I had a suspicion that I would be getting called in to the office in the afternoon because of their tired feet. I spent some time trying to come up with excuses not to, but I had to answer all the radio calls. What if it was something serious?

An hour or so after the kids lunch, I get a call from Maria to head to the office. When I make it in the office Niki says, "hey Mike. Could you do me a huge favor? You've seen me walking around a ton out there and I could really use another foot massage. It would just make my day".

"Yah. I can do that." I reply and start walking back to the break room.

"The problem is" Niki says, "I already took my break and have some work to do on my computer. Can you do it up here Please?"

"It might be weird if someone saw me doing that don't you think" I say nervously.

"Oh they won't" Niki says. "Come over and I'll show you".

I walked over behind her and Maria's desk and stood by her chair.

"You can just sit down there" Niki points at the ground in front of her desk. "No one will know if they walk by".

If there is anytime to have a backbone it's now. But I'm to meek. I bend down and crawl under her desk turning and facing her. The other two giggle a little. My head barely fits without hitting the top. She scoots her rolling chair back a bit so she can stick on foot out right at me. She's wearing the same black flats as she was the first time I rubbed her feet. Her foot sticking out was about at my upper chest hight. I slid her shoe off from the heel and saw she was wearing thin black no show socks again. They were thin enough that you could see through them a tiny bit. As soon as I slipped it off A smell hit my nose. Her feet must have been sweeting in those shoes. I didn't remember her feet stinking the first time I massaged them, but this time they are way closer to my face and she had been walking a ton around the school. I must have made a funny face because the ladies all started laughing. I looked up to see all three watching me. My face turned red with embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, do they stink?" Niki said through her laughs. I couldn't tell if she was honestly asking or teasing me. I was about to answer when Maria said, "no way. Mike would never say something like that about you. Her feet don't stink, right Mike?"

"Not at all", I said panicking. They did stink, but Maria made sounded like I would offend Niki by saying that. I definitely didn't want to offend anyone.

"Are you sure" Niki asks?

"Of course he's sure" says Maria. "Show her that they don't stink Mike. Lean in and give them a good whiff".

'Do what?!?' I think. I didn't know what to do. My mind was racing. I didn't have much of a choice though because Niki lifted the foot a bit more to my face and pushed it lightly on my nose.

Her sock was a bit moist. I inhaled a little. The smell was sweaty and vinegary with a little hint of fruity which must be her moisturizer.

"Are you sure your sure" Niki ask keeping her foot on my nose.

"Not bad at all" I lied talking with her foot in front of my mouth.

"Oh good" she said pulling her foot back just a little bit still in my face. "You can still give me a massage then".

I took off her sock and began massaging her feet just like a did the times before. I kept trying to lower it from my face some, but she would always move it right back up. She thought it was funny and was being egged on by the others laughter. I kept massaging the foot doing my best at a funny angle. I tried to breath through my mouth so I didn't smell her foot as much. Once I finished her toes she took her foot away and put the other shoe up. I pulled it off and hear Niki say, "that one doesn't smell either does it?" And pushed it against my nose like the last.

"No. Your good" I lie. I take off her sock and massage that foot as well. Her feet are a tiny bit damp with sweat. Those shoes really trap in the heat. As I'm massaging that foot I hear someone come in the office. "How may I help you?" Maria asks. They have a normal conversation like nothing is happening. I breath a sigh of relief when they leave.

I finish up that second foot of Niki's and she pulls her feet away rolling back a little to let me out. "That was great. Thank you!" She says. I crawl out past her when I heard Leslie say, "hey, I walked just as much as her where's my massage".

"I'm sure Mike's happy to do yours too" Niki said.

"It would be great if you came over to my desk and did what you did for her". Leslie says.

I walk over without saying a word and crawl under. Leslie puts up one shoe. Today she is wearing low top white Nikes. I start to take them off on the heel when she tells me to unlace them first. It's a bit sharp in tone, so I unlaced the shoe then pulled it off. It stuck a little to her white no shoe high athletic socks she had on and I could feel the warmth coming off her foot. "Mine don't smell either do they?" She said putting her socked foot up to my face.

Her foot seemed longer than my face. I sniffed the sock on my nose and said. "No ma'am." Really they smelt just as bad, if not worse than Niki's. Leslie's we're more of a cheesy, earthy smell though.

"Ma'am. I like that" Leslie giggled. "I'm glad they don't stink. Take off my sock and massage them".

She was getting a bit demanding. I was getting more uncomfortable with the whole thing but what was I going to do in the moment? I took off her sweaty sock and began massaging her big feet. She was having just as much fun as Niki was keeping her foot that I was massaging right in my face. When I was on her heels or near the bottom of her feet she would even tap my face with her toes. She would make a tiny giggle every time she did. Once I finished with the first foot, you put up the next shoe. I knew this time to unlace first so I started there. When I pulled the shoe off it was the same smell on this foot. She put the sock up to my face and said, "is this one ok too?"

I wasn't going to stop lying now so I said, "yep".

"I wonder where that smell is coming from then?" Leslie said teasing. She moved her foot from my face, reached down and picked up the shoe I had just take off. "Do you think it could be my shoes?" Leslie asked while moving the opening of her shoe over my nose and mouth. I smelt the shoe a couple times, it was worse than the socks. After a few moments, I said "not these either". My voice was muffled by the shoe and this made all three of them laugh out loud. I just wanted to get this massage over with. She put down the shoe and lifted her foot back up. I took the sock off and began to massage the way I had done all the other. After ten minutes or so I had done the whole foot. Leslie pulled it back out of my hands and said, "another great job Mike. Thanks". I hoped up and out from under the desk and left as quick as I could embarrassed by smelling the shoes and socks.

Chapter 3- foot smell, licking

The next day, I nervously went back to the school. I was hoping that the whole foot massaging and smelling thing was behind us, but I doubted it. I tried to stay out of the office area as much as possible, but it didn't last long. "Mike, can you come to the office" comes over my radio.

I head that way. When I walk in Maria says, "hey Mike. Would you be willing to grab us some coffee. We're swamped in here".

I have a sense of relief. I figured it would be more foot massages, so grabbing coffee is no big deal. "Sure" I say. "Text me your orders and I'll head that way."

"Oh, your a life saver" Maria says. As I walk out the door I feel good. This is an easy way to please these ladies. I feel like I'm really helping them.

I drive over and grab the drinks and head back to the school. I drop the drinks off to

Them at the office. All three say thank you and seem grateful. I'm about to walk out the door when Niki says, "that was such a nice thing for you to do, grabbing our coffees. As a way of saying thank you I think I'm going to let you massage my feet later."

'Let me do it as a thank you?!?' I think. What kind of thank you Is that? I walk out of the office. The next couple hours I can't stop thinking about when I might get called back to Receive my 'thank you'. I was dreading it. I grew more and more anxious as the minuets pasted. We made it through lunch and but right when the students lunch was done and the school was calm with everyone in class I get the call, "Mike, to the office please".

I walk as slow as I can to the office trying to make any excuse I can not to go. It was embarrassing at this point. They just tease me. I'm wasn't even sure I was helping them with the massage or if they were just getting enjoyment out of my embarrassment.

I got to the office and Niki says, "dang, took you awhile. You get caught up with something?"

"Yah, just pushing some kids to class" I lie.

"Well, we just wanted to say thank you so much for the coffee earlier. It really meant a lot to us and made our day so much better" said Niki.

These ladies really know how to manipulate me. Those words change everything. They make me feel so good. I'm such a sucker, but I can't help it.

"You know what would make our day that much better though?" Leslie asks. "One of those incredible foot massages you give."

"Oh that would be heaven" Niki follows.

Maria is just sitting back smiling at there antics.

They know exactly what they are doing. But here I am falling for it. "Yah, I guess I could do that again." I say.

"Your the best. How about you start with me." Niki says.

I walk over to her and Maria's desk. I crawl under just like I did the day before. She is wearing the same black flats as she was the day before which was strange because she normally changes shoes often. She's a pretty stylish person and has a ton of different outfits. She rolls the chair forward enough once I'm in that her foot is close to me again. She puts one foot out, close to my face like yesterday. I pull the shoe off to reveal a black sock that looks identical to the ones she wore yesterday. Then the smell hit me. Same as last time, vinegary and sweaty, but at least twice as strong. My nose wrinkles at it.

"Sorry Mike" says Niki. "I hope they don't smell today. I couldn't find my other socks so I wore the same ones as yesterday. They shouldn't be bad though since you said last time they smelt fine."

"They are a little stinker this time" I say as politely as possible.

"Really? You think they stink? I'm so disappointed that you think I smell bad" Niki said.

I didn't want her to think I said she smells. I panic a little and say, "no no no, it's not bad. I meant they smell kinda good". I didn't know what else to say, but the people pleaser in me couldn't stand the idea of others being disappointed.

"Oh so you like the smell?" She says and the other two try and hold in their laughter.

"No, I mean, uhh yah" I stutter through trying to figure out what to say.

"Great! Then you should smell them again" Niki says as she pushes her sock against my nose. I smell a little and she says, "if you like it, why don't you sniff loud enough for all of us to hear".

I sniffed deeper and louder that time nose wrinkling from the smell. This made all the office ladies laugh.

"If you like hers, maybe you'll like mine too" says Maria. Niki rolls her chair away a little and Maria rolls in front of me. She had a pair of strap sandals on and kicks one off putting her foot close to my face. I didn't know what else to do so I just leaned in and smelt loud again like I had Niki's. Maria's brown foot didn't smell nearly as bad. It was a little cheesy with a real leathery smell from the sandals.

"I hope you like the smell of mine too. I would hate to think I'm worse than Niki" Maria says.

"Itttts great" I muster out.

"Oh thank god" Maria says.

She keeps her foot there and I smell it a few more times not knowing what else to do. Then I hear Leslie from her desk say, "I hope I'm not the only one in the room who's feet stink. That would be devastating."

"I'm sure they are fine. Heck they might smell good to him like ours do". Maria says.

I can't see it because of Maria's foot, I hear Leslie rolling her chair over from the other side of the office. Maria moves and rolls her chair back and Leslie replaces her. She had the same tennis shoes on as yesterday she pulls one up and puts it next to my face. I untie the shoe and pull it off. The smell is super strong.

"You know what's crazy Niki" Leslie ask rhetorically. "I couldn't find any other socks this morning either so I wore the same ones as yesterday as well."

The way she says it, I get the hint it's not an accident. But would they really plan on wearing dirty socks just to mess with me? The sock in front of me I darker on the bottom than the day before. She moves it closer and touched my nose with it. I inhale loudly so they can hear and the smell makes me cough a little.

"Oh come on. Mine can't be the only one that stinks" Leslie says.

"No it ummm I just have a cough" I say.

"Ok. I'm surprised you like it. My husband thinks they stink. He won't even massage them most the time" Leslie says.

I could see why. I didn't know what to say though so I just kept smelling.

After a few moments Leslie said, "What if I take the sock off though?"

She reached down and removed the sock in front of my face. Then put her bare foot over my nose moving it around a bit and pinching my nose between her long toes. It wasn't any worse or better. I kept smelling a few times and she said, "does that stink or do

You like it too?"

I was way to deep in this lie now. I couldn't say it was all a joke. So I said, "no it's the same."

"So you like it? You like the smell of my feet. Do you like when I pinch your nose with my toes?" Leslie asked.

"Welll I uhhh don't know if I uhhh" I started stuttering through trying to figure out what to say.

Leslie moved her foot from my face and interrupts me saying somewhat sternly, "it's a yes or no question. Do you like to smell my feet?"

I can't believe she's going to make me say it out loud. I'm so embarrassed at this point my face was bright red. After a few seconds I look up to see all three ladies looking at me intently. I spit out, "uh yah. I like it".

"That's what I thought" says Leslie as she moves her foot back up to my face.

I can hear the girls whispering and laughing but can't make out what they are saying. I just keep smelling the big stinky foot in my face.

It goes quiet for a minute then I hear Niki say, "you know, if you like the smell so much Mike, I bet you would like the taste too"

"Good thought" Maria says. "I bet you'd enjoy licking her foot. Plus, I know she would like it."

Leslie chimed in saying, "I would be so good. It would feel like massage. Plus you did say you liked the smell!"

I couldn't believe what I was hearing. Massages were one thing. Even smelling was weird, but licking their feet. That was too far. Even though it went against my nature, I had to put my foot down. I said, "I don't think that's very appropriate".

Maria said, "it's fine. don't worry about it".

"It's not appropriate and I don't really want to" I say.

Niki said, "Oh come on. It will be fun just a couple little licks".

"I'm not licking her feet" I say with as much sternness as I can muster which isn't a lot.

"So that's his limit" says Maria to the other ladies. I didn't know what she was talking about. Then she looked at me and said, "we didn't know if you would ever say no to us".

I feel tricked, but a little proud of myself for making a stand. Then I hear my voice coming from the phone in Maria's hand. "It's not bad at all" I say on the video that she has now turned around and is showing me. It's a video of the first time I sniffed Niki's feet.

Maria says while the video is still playing, "I have the one of you removing Leslie's shoe and sniffing her sock too. What should we do with it you think ladies?"

I panic as they start to say things like "post it on Facebook". "Send it to the other teachers". "Send it to their whole contact list".

I jump in, "please don't send that to anyone".

Leslie says, "Why? Are you embarrassed? thought you liked smelling our feet?"

"Just please don't send it to anyone" I say still huddled under the desk.

Maria says, "Let's make a deal. We will keep this video just for us, if you start doing whatever we say. You already do most of it, but now it's anything we say. If you follow along, we'll keep it a secret. If you decide not to, we're sending this thing out."

I didn't have to think long, "ok. Deal. Just don't let anyone else see that video please".

Niki said, "oh goodie. I'm glad you made the decision to keep listening to us. Let's be real, we know best anyway."

I simply nod. Niki continues, "now I think you have some unfinished business with Leslie's foot there."

Leslie stick the bare foot back in my face and says, "stick your tongue out".

I timidly stick my tongue out and she moves her foot up so the heel is lined up with my mouth. Then she pushes her foot against my face, tongue hitting her heel and slowly begins to pull her foot down. She pulls it all the way till my tongue is on her middle toes. Her foot taste salty and sweaty. I don't know how to describe it but kind of earthy. I pull my to tongue back in but hear Leslie say, "stick that back out." I thought it would be a one and done but I guess not. I stick it back out and she starts at the heel again, working a different part of her foot on my tongue. The girls are all giggling. She runs it along my tongue four more times and then says, "that feels great. Tell me how much you like it!"

"I... I like it" I stammer out then stick my tongue back out.

"See I knew you would" Leslie says while running her foot on my tongue more.

Maria says after a few more minutes of me licking, "ok, time for him to try my foot".

Leslie swipes hers one more time on across my face and rolls her chair back. Maria rolls her chair in the place of Leslie's. She slides one if her feet out of her sandal and puts it up toward my face. I stick my tongue back out and she wipes it very similarly to how Leslie was, heel to toe. Maria's foot doesn't taste nearly as sweaty as Leslie's. Hers are a little dirty from wearing sandals. Her feet taste a little like dirt. They are much more rough as well. I could feel the calluses on my tongue when it gets to the balls of her foot and heel. It's Like a cat tongue on my tongue. She drags her foot down three times then she says, "that's to much work. You just lick around the whole thing for me". She keeps her foot still right in front of my face and I stick my tongue back out and start moving it around some. I try and stay on her arch as much as possible since it's the list rough and dirty.

It's not long before I hear Niki say, "I can't wait any longer. It's my turn now."

Maria rolls out of the way and niki rolls her chair in the place. She still has that two day old sock on her foot. "Pull that off" Niki says.

Leslie Jumps in as I'm about to grab the sock, "have him do it with his teeth."

"Yah" niki said "pull that sock off with your mouth".

I wasn't sure how to go about doing that so I just stuck the toes in my mouth and grabbed the very end of the sock between my teeth and pulled back. It stretched the sock a bunch before it finally let loose and flung in my face. They laughed as sat there with her sock hanging out of my mouth.

Niki says, "Bet that two day old sock taste good. Go ahead and drop it and lick my foot."

I let the sock fall out of my mouth and stick my tongue out. She doesn't put her foot on it though so after a moment or two I lean forward a bit and start licking trying to go from bottom to top. Her foot is the smoothest by far. It also has a sweaty almost sour taste to it. I lick up and down but because the angle can't reach her toes. After I'd licked a bunch she lowered her foot down and I began to focus on her toes more. After what seemed like a much longer her time than I had spent on the other two, she pulled her foot away and said, "that's enough for today. You have to do your job anyway. Don't want anyone thinking you went AWOL."

I started to crawl out from under the desk ashamed I let things get to this point. Maria says, "remember, anything we say. Anytime. Or this video gets posted." I nod my head and quickly walk out of the office, the taste of foot dominating my mouth.

Chapter 4-

The rest of that Friday went off with no excitement. I couldn't wait to be home for the weekend. But Saturday and Sunday all I could think about was my work predicament. Maybe I should quit? Or try and transfer to a new school? But I thought they may pass that video around if I did. I decided my best play was to do what they say a bit longer and hope they will agree to delete it.

Monday came to fast but I was back at the school. As I walked through the main office to get to my office the ladies all gave me devilish smiles. I knew I would be in for it.

I dropped my stuff off at my office and walked back out. As I was about to get through the main office Leslie says, "I could really use a quick foot licking this morning. It would make me feel ready for the day".

I knew what she meant so I turned back around and walked to her desk. Before I could get behind it she slipped her burkinstocks off and kicked both her big feet up on the desk. "Go ahead and give them a couple licks" Leslie says.

"What if someone comes in?" I ask nervous I wouldn't be hidden under the desk.

Leslie says, "you better hurry. More time means more chance of that happing".

With that, I quickly moved to the desk, leaned down and started licking her feet. I started at the heel and went up and down. They weren't nearly as nasty as last week. She sweaty and didn't have the same socks on for a few days. Still not great, but much more bearable than before.

I licked both several times then Leslie says, "that's good for now. Before you go, I think niki has a present for you".

Niki says, "I do! Come over here and crawl under the desk."

I walk over and crawl under facing her. She brought up some cute white tennis shoes with some white athletic socks sticking out the top a little. "Go ahead and take the shoes of".

I untied the laces and pulled one off at a time. The smell hits me right away and it is strong. Niki says, "I wore these socks all weekend just for you. We went on a hike and I worked out in them. I bet they are pretty ripe". Then she moved both feet up to my face and cover it with my nose in the middle of her two soles.

She keeps them there for a few sniffs, my eyes watering from the smell. Then she says, "here's your present" and hands me a mask. The school had a bunch out since the pandemic, but no one was required to wear them. I was confused how this was a present, then Niki took off one of her socks and said, "your going to wear that mask today, but under it will be my stinky sock".

The other ladies laugh hard at this. "Your gonna have to smell that thing all day? That's hilarious!" Maira says.

Leslie says, "don't get to close to others today. They might think you stink since they'll never see the sock".

Niki grabs the mask back from me, laying the white athletic sock across the inside and putting it over my face. The smell it constant, but it's easier to breath through my nose than mouth since my mouth is more covered. I stand and niki says, "now go have a great day. And I don't want to see that mask off anytime unless I tell you other wise".

I walk out to the office trying to stay away from other in the hall just I case they can smell the sock too. That whole morning I was nervous about it. The smell to me got less and less intense with time. I didn't know if that was me just getting use to it, or if they were just airing out some. The mask and sock made my face hot though. And it made me sound muffled when I did have to talk with people.

We make it through the students lunch And once they were all back in class it was supposed to be my time for a lunch break. I walked back into the office and was hopeful when I saw Maria talking with someone at the desk. I thought there was a chance I could sneak by and eat my lunch in peace. I started to walk past them all trying to make no noise or eye contact. I made it past the desks and just into the back hall when I heard Niki say, "hey Mike, can you meet us back in the break room in a few minutes?"

'Crap' I thought. I got to my office, scarfed down my chips from my lunch and headed that way. When I got to the door and looked in I saw just Leslie and Niki. Maria must be manning the office. As I walked into the small break room though I saw in the corner Michelle, one of our vice principals. She was in her mid fifties, but looked like she was in her 30s. I couldn't believe when she told me she was a grandma. She was a stereotypical blonde cheerleader type, but was very smart. I was a bit relieved seeing someone else in the room thinking they wouldn't do anything. Then Michelle says, "so, Mike. What's this I hear about you liking the smell of pretty girls feet?"

My heart sank. 'How did she know? Was I about to get fired? I'm so embarrassed.' My mind races through all these possibilities and questions, so much so I didn't answer her question. After a few seconds though Niki says, "of course he does. Why else would he be wearing a stinky sock mask?"

"A what?" Michelle asked.

Niki responded looking at me, "take off your mask and show her what's in there".

My eyes darted straight to the floor as I slowly put my hand up and pulled off my mask. Then I pointed it out to Michelle to show the sock in there.

"You been making him smell that thing all day? You guys are crazy hahaha" Michelle says.

Leslie says, "oh come on. It's an honor for him. Plus this way, his little secret won't get out. Well, won't get out much more".

Michelle says, "don't worry Mike. They told me all about what happened. The secret is safe with me. That is, if I can get my feet rubbed too."

Another person to boss me around. Great. I was thankful though that she was ok with keeping it a secret. "I can do that" I say.

Michelle looks at me and smiles saying, "awesome. Let's start now." She had walked over to the table and taken one of the chairs that went around it. I walked over as well and sat in the seat closest to her. She lifted her legs up and plopped her feet down on the table. I adjusted my chair slightly so I was right in front of them. Michelle was wearing a pair of light pink close toed heals. I reach up and take one of the heels off. There is a popping sound when it releases from her foot. She has very pale feet with red marks around where the heel was tight. The shoe must have been squishing her toes because as soon as I pulled it off she wiggled them around and spread them a couple times.

I went to put the shoe down when Leslie said, "no no no. give her the full treatment. Smell those heels."

Michelle laughs again and says, "you guys are evil. But yah, go ahead. Smell that shoe."

I lift the pink heel up to my face and put my nose in the shoe closest to the toe. I smelled and the shoe made the sound echo some. I did this a couple times before Michelle said, "bet those smell good hahaha. Do the other one".

In reality, they weren't terrible. Compared to the socks I had I my face most the day, these heels were no problem. A little sweaty, sure, but not a super strong smell of any kind. I grabbed the other and did the same thing smelling it 3 or 4 times then put it down next to the other. I grabbed her left foot with both hands and began to massage. She leaned back and relaxed even more. Her feet were soft with a few rough patches. You could tell she takes care of her feet, but is a hard working woman and the heels can mess them up. I massage like I did all the other times trying to hit the whole foot well. I worked the left then moved to the right. Michelle was damn near asleep in the crappy plastic chair around the table when I finished.

"He's pretty dang good at that" Michelle says to the other ladies.

Niki says, "we told you so. Hey Mike, how about you kiss Michelle's feet and thank her for the chance to give them a massage".

Embarrassed, I leaned down and kissed the top of each foot once and said, "thank you ma'am".

"Not the top silly. The bottoms" Niki said. Michelle smiles and kept her feet up on the table so I assumed that's what she wanted as well. I leaned back down and kissed the bottom of her feet. "Not like you kiss your mother. Really kiss them" Niki says.

Dejected, I lean back in this time making out with each foot for a couple seconds. Satisfied, Michelle took her feet off the table, put her shoes back on an walked out saying on her way, "you girls are right. We should bring him to bitch club". Then she walked out.

Leslie replaced her in the seat and threw her feet up. "Skip the massage today and just lick them some. We don't have long left in our break" she says.

As I stick my tongue out and lick Leslie's big feet. I have plenty of time to think about what Michelle said. 'What Is bitch club?' I wonder. I'm fairly sure I don't want to be invited since the test was me massaging her feet, but I couldn't even think of what that could mean. I licked Leslie's feet up and down and sucked her toes till the break was over.

Niki said, "since I didn't even get a turn this afternoon her is something to remember me by". She took the mask I had on earlier, took out her sock and placed the other sock she had left on her foot all day in there. "Leave this on the rest of the day and smell it thinking of me".

They walked out and I put my mask on, stunned by how bad it smelt all over again and walked out as well.

At the end of the day I was back in my office packing my things when Leslie stopped by and said, "be ready to stay late tomorrow for bitch club". I still had no clue what that was, but I guess I would find out in the afternoon.

Chapter 5-

I got to work the next day expecting the worst when I made it to the office but was greeted with simple good mornings from all the ladies. Surprised I just kept going not wanting to push my luck. The whole day I was waiting for a radio call from them, but it never came. I even got to eat my lunch in peace. After the last bell rang I was packing my stuff to leave when Leslie and Niki stopped by my office saying, "don't forget bitch club starts in 30 mins. We'll be over in room 205. See you there."

I had almost forgot about this afternoon. The nerves came flooding back over me. I sat in my chair trying to think through what the bitch club might be and why I was all of a sudden invited. 205 was a language arts room that was tucked back in the building. The teacher in there was a bit of a hippy free spirited type. Not like stoner smelly hippy, but like love everyone and tell fantasy stories, have a little money type hippy.

The minutes went by fast and before I knew it, it was time to walk over there. As I walked I ran into a couple other female teachers who seemed to be on there way to the same place. They gave me a strange look but I just kept walking. When I got to the room it was full of 8 female staff including the three office ladies, Michelle, the teacher from that room ms. White, the art teacher, ms. Mills, one of the pe teachers named ms. Lynn and an instructional assistant ms Valdez. I noticed right away that this seemed to be most of the good looking female teachers from the school. I figured that was a part of getting club. You have yo be decent looking.

There were snacks on some of the tables and music played over speakers as ladies mingled around. I walked in and stood near the door nervously, not sure what to do but watch them mingle. After a long minute, Maria sees me over by the door and says, "come on over Mike. Grab a snack".

I slowly walked over to the table and grabbed a couple pieces of cheese and some crackers. As I was doing that the ladies all grabbed chairs and began to form a circle clearing out some of the desks. I followed suit grabbing a chair and dragging it over but as I got close to the circle of ladies Maria said, "oh you won't need that hun. Come stand in the middle of the circle."

I nervously put the chair back and squeezed my way past some of the women into the middle of the circle. With only 8 of them it wasn't a very large circle and it was very awkward standing in the middle. Michelle the VP said, "will you kneel down for a minute Mike? I can't see the others in the group".

I sat down and crossed my legs. Now I looked like a little kid sitting at the feet of all these women. Michelle said, "welcome ladies to another meeting of the bitch club. You'll see we have a special guest today so I'll take a minute to remind us all what this club is and then share with you why he's here. The bitch club is a secret, invite only get together of likeminded women who need a place to vent and talk shit safely. Each woman here is a bit of a boss bitch. This meeting is a chance to come together and just vent, or 'bitch' to each other about our days or our co-workers here at the school. As a special treat, Mike has volunteered to come in and massage our feet while we hang out today."

Several of the women got big smiles on their face when she said that.

Niki chimes in and says, "he's really good at it too. You guys will love this."

Ms. White the English teacher who's room we were in said, "ohhhh, me first please. I'm exhausted and could use a rub".

I didn't know what to do right away so I looked at Michelle who seemed to be in charge. She nodded so I shuffled in front of ms. White's chair. She was wearing a pair of tan ankle boots and was reaching down to take them off when niki said, "you don't need to take them off, he'll do that for you."

Ms. White looked at her funny, but didn't say anything. I reached over and took one of her shoes unzipping the side. I pulled it off and saw just her bare foot. I couldn't believe she wasn't wearing socks with those things. The room was Strangely Quiet as I went to set her shoe down. I assumed they were all watching me. Just as the shoe hit the ground Michell said, "no socks huh? Mike, grab that shoe and take a few whiffs. Tell us if they stink."

The ladies who hadn't already seen me do

This let out audible gasps and giggles. I picked the shoe up, put my nose in it and breathed it. It wasn't as strong as I imagined it might be. Definitely sweaty, but the shoes seemed new enough that they still had some of that new shoe smell. I kept smelling to the shock and amazement of the 4 women who hadn't see it yet. Their coos made me embarrassed. I'm sure my face was red.

"So, do they stink really bad?" Michelle asked.

"Not my feet. They aren't stinky." Ms. White said.

I just shook my head no not wanting to draw more attention to myself. Michelle looked at me and then the other women and shrugged So I put her shoe down and grabbed her foot. She had pale feet with deep arches and they were soft. I began to massage her foot. The women started to have some conversation, but it was clear they all were still watching me a bit. I tried to push the embarrassment out of my mind and do a decent job rubbing her foot. I just have only been massaging for 7 mins or so when she nudged me with her other foot. I took that as an indication that she was ready for me to switch. I took her shoe and unzipped it like the last one. Her foot was warm when I took it in my hands and began to massage. The foot was as soft as the other, but she had a cut on the top of one of her toes. I was carful not to grab that one thinking it would hurt. Again, I only massaged her feet for about 7 mins when she looked at me and said, "thanks for doing this, can you put my shoes back on before you go to the next lady?"

I grabbed her ankle boots putting her feet back in them one at a time then zipping them up on the sides. I wasn't sure where to go next. I looked at Michelle, but she was chatting with one of the office ladies sitting next to her. I didn't want to sit there like an idiot though so I just scooted over to the next person in the circle. It happened to be ms. Mills, the art teacher. Ms. Mills was a decent looking women in her late 20's. She was wearing soles clog shoes that she always wore. When I got in front of her I grabbed one of the clogs and pulled it off from the back. It slipped off pretty easy.

"Are you going to smell my shoes too?" Ms mills asked in a joking tone.

"Of course he is" said Michell before i could even answer. I put the clog up to my nose and inhale loud enough for them to hear. Her shoes had a much stronger smell. You can tell they were old and all used. Her socks looked the same way. Old faded pink and thin with a few holes in the bottom. Mills must have seen me looking at her socks because she said, "go ahead and take off my other shoe, but instead of

Smelling it, how about you put both my feet up to your face and smell my socks".

I didn't have the courage to protest so I just pulled off her other shoe, set it down and grabbed both of her feet. She did most of the guiding leading them to my face. I was close enough that she was resting them on me with all their weight. They covered my face. She must have been around a size 7. I inhaled the smell of sweaty old socks. They weren't bad compared to the ones niki had worn all weekend, but it was still sweaty. She moved her feet up and down some on my face as I continue to smell. The other conversations I'm the room has stopped

And everyone was watching me and her.

Her socks were rough as they run up and down my face. She had real meaty feet as well.

"Ok, take my socks of and rub my feet", said mills.

As I took off her socks niki said, "if you liked having your feet up there on his face, you should just have him massage your feet with his tongue".

"What do you mean?" Mills asks.

"Have him lick your feet. He's done it for me and it feels even better than a massage" niki said.

I just looked to the floor thinking damn her. Massaging all these women feet was embarrassing enough. Now she's telling them all about me licking feet and encouraging them to give it a shot.

Mills said, "well that sounds wonderful."

I had just gotten the second sock of when she put one of her feet under my chin pushing it up and then placed her thick feet on my face. "Stick your tongue out" she said I did and she began wiping her feet up and down. Her feet were a little rough with calluses on the balls and heals. She had shorter toes that were painted red.

I don't know how long I sat licking her feet but it felt like 10 mins then she moved her toes to my mouth and started forcing them in. "Suck on my toes" mills said. I closed my mouth over the toes in my mouth and ran my tongue around them. She moved her toes in and out making sure each one got sucked some. After a couple mins of that she had her big toe of one foot in my mouth, put her other foot on my forehead and pushed me back. I almost fell over but was able to stay somewhat upright on my knees. "Go ahead and move to the next one" mills said.

The next person in the circle was Leslie but she told me to go past her since she wanted all the other ladies to get a chance. "I can use you in the office whenever I want" she laughed. And she was right but it still was humiliating.

Next to her in the circle was ms Valdez. She was a quirky light skinned Latina girl who was in her mid twenties. Naturally beautiful and fun but never dressed up much. She wore glasses and almost always had on sweats and a sweatshirt. She did today as well. She was wearing white Adidas with black stripes on the sides. I kneeled in front of her but didn't do anything yet not Sure what she wanted. It's was like Michelle read my mind asking, "you want a massage or for him to lick your feet?"

"I want whatever mills just had" Valdez said. Michelle just smiled and nodded to me. I took off her shoes. She had white Nike tube socks on. She eagerly lifted them up and on my face. They had dirty spots on the heel and toes. She pushed down with a little force crushing my nose. I couldn't smell through it, but after a couple seconds, she laid back a bit I took a couple deep smells. Her feet had a sweaty smell to them as well. More than Ms. Mills. It was a strong corn chip smell. She was having a blast rubbing her socks up and down my face. "How do those smell" Valdez asked?

"Sweaty" I said without thinking. Immediately I knew that was a bad thing to say.

"You think her feet stink?" Niki jumped in and said. "But you loved my so much".

I began stammer, looking for something to say. I was in a panic. Finally all that came out was, "no, uh, good sweaty".

This has the room laughing. "Good", Valdez said, "you won't mind taking my socks off and smelling the feet bare then will you?"

I grabbed the top of of her socks and pulled down. She had to pull her feet closer to her to get it off. The soles of her feet were a light brown, a bit lighter than the tops. She had marks up her ankles and calfs from the sock and there where a few fuzzies left between some toes. She placed them both on my face with some force. "Do these smell sweaty too" she asked.

It sounded Rhetorical to me so I didn't say anything. Then I felt one foot come off my face and come back across it. She slapped me with her foot. "Well does it stink" Valdez asked.

A bit shocked I said, "no ma'am" and smelled loudly.

"Oh ma'am. I like that" Valdez said. "Go ahead and stick that tongue out". I did as she said and she began to run her feet up and down it. Making sure it went from heel to toe. Her feet were super soft and she had white paint on her toenails. They tasted salty though. Like she had been moving around a lot in those socks today. After licking both feet for awhile she did Mills had done and stuck her toes in my mouth. As I licked and sucked I get some fuzz on my tongue so when she pulled her toes out for a second I reached up and pulled it out of my mouth.

"How rude is that?" Ms. Lynn said. "He doesn't like the present you gave him"

Michelle looked at me and said, "I'm sure next time he'll just swallow it."

Ms. Valdez shoved her toes back in my mouth as I thought about having to swallow her toe jam. This all seemed like it was getting crazy. It seemed strange to me that they were all comfortable doing this to me. It was like they had done similar things before. And as I thought about it, there some more came. I tried to swallow the fuzz but it made me choke and big. Valdez moved her feet off my face long enough for me to cough some and finally get it down. Then she put them right back on. It seemed like she was getting a bit bored of it though because she began to use her foot to slap and tap on my forehead. After a few more mins though she said, "this is great, I'll have to have you so this again during my prep period sometime soon. You can move to the next person though."

I pulled back from her and she began to put her socks back on. The last lady who hadn't Experienced my service was ms. Lynn. She was a bigger athletic girl but very cute still. She was fresh out of college where she played post on the basketball team. She was thick and strong. When I started moving toward her she stood up and swung a desk in front of her. She sat back down and aggressively put her feet up on the desk. She had a real confidence in her voice when she said "come over her and take these shoes off". I stood up and walked the few steps over and started pulling off her shoes. They were no bull training shoes. I pulled them off and ms. Lynn said, "don't worry about smelling those old things. Just put your face down there and smell my socks for a minute then take them off and give me a massage. I don't want you to lick my feet right now".

I bent over so my cheek rested against the desk and my nose was almost touching her socks. Her socks weren't as smelly as Valdez's but they were clearly worn during her pe classes. I spent about a minute down there before coming up and pulling off her socks. She had fairly meaty feet but with long toes. I grabbed one of them and began to massage starting at the balls and working my way down to the heel, finishing off with the toes. I did this with both feet spending about 10 mins massaging.

As I wrapped up Michelle said, "well our time is almost up but before we go, I think Mike here would like to thank each of you for letting him be here for our little meeting." I knew what she meant so I bent down and kissed both of Ms. Lynn's feet saying thank you each time. All the women began to take their shoes and socks off. When I would get to one they would lift their feet up and I would give each a kiss and say thank you. I even remembered to say "thank you ma'am" to ms Valdez which put a big smile on her face. Last in the circle for me was Michelle. She hadn't taken her shoes off so I knelt down and kissed the tops of her feet saying thank you.

"Until next time ladies!" Michelle said and everyone got up and started to grab their stuff.

Ms. White looked at me and asked, "you won't mind picking all This stuff up would you?"

I said, "I can do that. I don't mind". I spent the next half hour cleaning up the food and straightening the room back out, a bit in shock of what all had transpired.

Chapter 6-

The next day, Wednesday, I walked into the school and through the front office. Only Leslie and Niki were there and they both smiled at me in a kind yet oddly terrifying way. As I made my first couple loops around the halls, I saw some of the ladies that were at the bitch club the night before. All of them had similar smirks. The smirk that comes along with holding something over someone else's head.

Class started and about 10 mins into the period I got a radio call to assist in PE. These kind of calls would come from time to time where I would need to go and escort and unruly kid out or help calm a class. I headed straight that way, but when I got down to the gym, there was no one there. I checked the other gym, but the teacher in there said they had not called. Then I checked the weight room, a large room connected to gym with one door in and out. In there I saw ms. Lynn on a rolling chair and ms. Valdez chilling on a weight bench. It was just them so I figured it was their prep period and that it couldn't be who called me. They were talking and I Didn't want to interrupt so I turned around to walk out when I heard ms. Valdez say, "hey Mike, where you going? We need your help in here"

Great! I thought. Can't be anything good they need my help with. They were both there at the bitch club and Valdez was one of the instigators of things going further than before having me lick her feet clean of toe jam. But they knew my secret and I'm sure had access to the video the office ladies took so I swung back around and put a smile on my face saying, "oh sure, what do you need help with".

Lynn said, "can you help us put these weights away?" Pointing to the bar over the bench Valdez was sitting on. "Some kid was in here benching a heavy load and neither of us feel like we can handle it".

I walked over and started taking plates off one side one at a time. It was an assisted bench press machine that locked in place so I didn't need to worry about one side greeting to heavy. I moved the 45lb plates to the storage against the opposite wall. There was three on each side so it took me a bit and honestly, I was a tiny bit tired when it was done.

As I placed the last one in the storage rack ms. Lynn said, "thank you for doing that. We needed to test this machine but neither of us wanted to move that much weight. I'm fact, will you come test the press for us? It's only the 45lbs bar so you should be able to do it easily. Kids where saying the locks were sticking some while they used it."

Valdez stepped up from the bench and walked to one side of the bar. Ms. Lynn was at the other side. I laid on the bench and scooted under the bar. I didn't work out much, but 45lbs press was nothing. I put my hands up, and then turned the bar a bit to unlock the pins holding it in. I let the weight drop and then pushed it back up once. "Can you do it a few more times?" Lynn asked. I did a few more reps and she said, "ok, I may see the problem, can you do one more but real slow and hold it at the bottom for a second".

I let the weight drop slowly then, when it was just above my chest I held it for a couple seconds. I heard them fiddling around with something on each end and figured they were trying to fix whatever was making the bar stick but when I looked over at ms. Lynn she had just finished putting in a big metal pin in the hole just above where I had the bar. I panicked a little and turned to she Valdez had don't the same thing. I tried to push up, but the bar wouldn't go. The laughed. The bar began to feel heavy as I realized I was stuck but before I could panic too much ms. Lynn said, "it's ok! Just lock the bar in the holes bellow".

In my panic I had missed the fact that there were still holes to lock it in place left bellow the ones they blocked. I got the bar down a little further and turned it to lock in place. The bar was now only an inch or two above my chest. I was effectively trapped under it. "Is it fixed now? Can you move those pins now so I can get up?" I asked.

"But that is such a good spot for you to lick our feet from" ms. Valdez said as she grabbed a chair and set in up behind my head.

I see where this is heading now. Damn these office ladies. Now I'm stuck (literally) licking all these women's feet. Valdez was wearing Nike slides with no socks. I was always impressed by how little she carried about dressing up. She was never worried about what the school may think, she just wore whatever she would feel comfy in. She had on the slides, sweatpants and a sweatshirt. She kicked off her slides and pulled her light brown feet on my face. They looked a little dirty, probably from wearing her Sandals. They covered my face with her toes on my chin. They weren't the worst smelling feet, but definitely a little dirty.

"Stick your tongue out" ms. Valdez said. I wet my tongue as best as possible and stuck it out. She began wiping her feet across it alternating each time and running from her toes to her heels. It was strange to have the feeling of appreciation for the softness of her feet. I had done this enough now where small things made it a little better. While she was rubbing her feet on my tongue I heard the sound of someone using the assault bike. Worried for a second that it was someone new I peeked over in between feet. It was ms. Lynn who was using it. For the next 15 or so mins this continued. Ms. Valdez seemed to be enjoying using my tongue on her feet and would occasionally pop a few toes in and out of my mouth.

"Alright, I think I'm ready for my turn now" said Ms Lynn. Valdez moved her feet from my face and I looked over to the assault bike. Lynn was getting off and was drenched in sweat. I knew this was going to be gross. She walked over and Valdez stood up and offered her the seat. Lynn declined though saying, "I got a better idea", and sat down on my chest/stomach swinging one foot across so her legs were straddling me. It took me by surprise and she was a bit heavy so I struggled a little.

Lynn just looked down and in a condescending way said, "oh come on now. Don't struggle. I think you'll like these sweaty feet in your face".

I calmed myself and found a comfortable pattern of breathing. It was harder because Lynn was a thick and strong woman. It got a even worse when she picked her feet up and placed them over my face. She still had her shoes on and was wearing pink and white Nike running shoes. The tread on her shoes dug into my face and hurt. Pretty quickly though she put her heels one at a time on top of my head and pushed her shoes off. As soon as she did her socked feet landed right back on my face. They were damp with sweat.

"Take a big whiff of those" Lynn said while laughing. I smelled loud enough for them to hear. They were really sweaty. Had a corn chip smell to them. Lucky the sweaty was new so it wasn't so stale smelling. Her and ms. Valdez were laughing as I continued to smell them.

"Tell me they smell good!" Ms. Lynn said.

It wasn't even a question. She knew it was all a charade and just wanted to embarrass me more.

"They smell great" I said muffled by her socks.

As I said 'great' she shoved one sock in my mouth. She had big enough feet that there was no way all her toes would fit, but she pushed to try and make it happen. Thankfully that only lasted a few seconds. She pulled her foot out, reached up and took her socks off.

Lynn said, "Man these things are sweaty. I don't want to walk around in sweat the rest of the day. I got an idea. Open up". Then she shoved one of the socks in the mouth and placed both her bar feet back up on my face.

I was already struggling to breath but this made it even worse. Her sock was very damp and I had no idea what sucking the sweat out meant so I just tried to move it around in my mouth. It was salty and I could feel the sweat seep out on my tongue. All while still smelling her feet since I could breath out of my mouth. The ladies went on chatting and after a couple mins she removed her feet and told me to open up. She grabbed the sock now wet with sweat and saliva.

"You made it worse dip shit", Lynn said. Then she slapped my face. Not super hard but I'm sure enough to leave a red mark.

"I'm sorry ma'am." I shot out as quick as I could.

Ms. Lynn said, "no matter. I'll just wear the other pair I brought" and both of them laughed. "Go ahead and stick your tongue out like you did for her" Lynn said and began whipping her feet against it. Her thick feet dominated my face. I lost track of how much time she was using my tongue on her feet.

After some time though I heard ms. Valdez stand up and said, "we're almost out of time. The next period starts soon. I have a quick present for our friend here before we let him up."

Ms. Lynn moved her feet off my face and I saw Valdez standing above my head facing out and squatting so her butt was near my face. Then she let out a bid fart. Her sweats blocked the smell from hitting me right away, but when it did it reeked. I coughed some while both of them died laughing. "Tell her that it smells good" Lynn said.

"It smells good" I said grossed out and with little enthusiasm.

Ms. Valdez said, "I'm glad you liked it, cause I got another one for you." She walked back over to my head but before she squatted Lynn said, "pull your pants down so he gets a direct shot of it."

"Your nasty" Valdez responded but she did just that. She pulled the sweats down to her ankles revealing her thing underwear. She had a great ass. Big and round. It almost hid under her sweats all the time. For a moment I was excited to see such a beautiful woman's butt, then she squatted down only inches from my face as let out another fart. This one wasn't as long, but it has some force. I could feel it on my face and smell it instantly. I coughed some and heard Valdez say, "I want to hear you smell it". I gathered myself enough to take a loud sniff. This of course made both woman laugh harder. I think ms. Lynn may have been in tears.

Ms. Valdez pulled her pants back up and stepped away. She was replaced by ms. Lynn. "I bet this sweaty ass smells baaad" she said and lowered her but right over my face. She was wearing black leggings and I assumed no underwear since I couldn't see any outline. She hovered just touching my nose and loudly said, "sniff". I inhaled and smelt musky butt and pussy smells.

After a couple sniffs Lynn asked, "does that smell good?" I knew by now that I wasn't supposed to answer honestly. Just to say yes so I nodded my head. "Maybe just like our feet since you like the smell, you like the taste".

My eyes got big. What did she mean? The taste of their asses? We're they going to have me lick their asses? Before I could figure out what they meant though the bell rang to end first period.

"Guess we'll have to answer that question tomorrow." Valdez said. "Be here at the beginning of 1st period and we'll do this again!" With that they pulled the pins that locked the bar in place and walked out.

I laid there for a little processing what had just happened. These girls really just farted on my face. And tomorrow they wanted me to taste there ass? How did we get here?

I pushed the bar off me and walked out to monitor the halls. I avoided the office, I felt like I had had enough for that day. Once students luck ended, I tried to sneak through the main office to get to mine. While walking by, Leslie said, "hey Mike. Heard you had some fun this morning with a couple of our friends. Sounds like you have even tried something new. Can't wait to hear how tomorrow is."

I didn't answer and instead walked to my office for lunch. The rest of the day was low key, but I couldn't shake the fear of what might happen in the morning. A part of me was excited about the idea of beautiful women's ass and pussies so close to my face. But these women were doing it to embarrass me. Sure I'd eat them out, but I didn't want to be farted on. When I got home that night the panic was to much and I decided to call in sick the next day. I needed some space. And maybe if I wasn't there tomorrow, all this would peter out.

Chapter 7- pantyhose smelling/licking, foot worship, face farting, ass licking

Thursday, my pretend sick day, was one of the most restful I had in a while. I relaxed, ordered pizza and played some video games. Perfect way to get my mind off the craziness of work. The next day was Friday and staff had to be there, but there was going to be no students. Some sort of professional development day. But in my position I had no meetings or trainings to do so I planned on hiding in my office all day watching YouTube and get paid for it.

Friday morning though as soon as I walked in the doors Michelle the vp greeted me. She was the one who ran the bitch club and so easily took charge of how I served the others. She said, "morning Mike. Heard you were out sick yesterday. Glad your feeling better. Will you join me for a meeting?"

This wasn't really a question since she was the boss, and she knew all about the embarrassing stuff I had going on, but to be polite I said "sure".

I didn't think I was a part of any meetings today, but maybe a safety team got planned or something I hadn't heard about yet. I followed her as we walked down the halls. I was a bit confused when we got to the gym, but it all made sense when we walked into the weight room and Ms. Valdez and ms. Lynn where there. I guess they hadn't forgot about all of this.

Michelle said, "I heard you guys had some fun on Wednesday in here. How about you show me where you were for that". Lynn patted the bench with a big smile on her face.

I walked over and laid on the bench mad at myself for letting myself think they would forget. Lynn lowered the bar and locked it into place right above my chest again. Once it was locked I felt rubber covering my stomach and trapping my hands down. I looked down to see ms. Valdez wrapping a restraint band around my body and tying it at the bottom. not only was I trapped under the bar but now my I had no use of my arms.

Michelle said, "if you ladies don't mind, id like to go first, I have a meeting to go to in a few minutes so he'll be all your till I get back."

"After you", ms. Valdez responded.

Michelle pulled a chair over and sat in it behind my head. I couldn't see very well what she was doing, but before I knew it her pantyhose covered feet were covering my face. I didn't even have to be told, I just started smelling loudly.

Michelle said, "Those are probably pretty ripe. I wore them Yesterday and when I heard you skipped out on work I thought you deserved something special so I wore them again."

They were ripe. Not nearly as bad as some of the other women though. Michelle had a real feminine scent. Even her sweaty feet had a bit of a flowery smell mixed in. If I had to choose, I liked hers best out of all the ladies so far. I kept thinking how I hoped that she would keep them up on my face longer, just so the others don't get a turn.

After a minute or so of just sniffing Michelle said, "I was going to have you give me a massage again, but it looks like ms. Valdez made that tough for you to do. How about you just use your tongue and push as hard as you can with that".

I stuck my tongue out and she immediately began to run her pantyhose covered feet over it. They were nice material, but even then it scraped across my tongue. It wad a weird feeling and kind of hurt. I just kept thinking though, the longer I lick hers, the less time for the other two in the room. And I had no idea what those crazy women wanted to do.

Unfortunately my time with Michelle was fairly short lived. After only about 5 minutes she took her feet off me and said, "I have to go to a meeting but ladies, he has no meetings or trainings today so he's all yours. I'll come back in a few hours to see how things are going and get another round of my feet in."

Michelle came into my field of view as she was leaving. As I watched her walk out saying goodbye to the other two ladies I caught eyes with ms. Valdez who had a huge sinister grin on her face. Michelle made it out the door and I feel a pat on my stomach area. I turn a bit to see ms. Lynn with the same smile. She says, "you hear that buddy, your all ours till she comes back in a few hours. What should we do first?" As she spoke she walked her fingers up my stomach to my chest. When she hit my ribs it tickled and made me laugh and squirm.

Ms. Valdez jump right in saying, "oh your ticklish are you?" As she grabbed each side of my waist and tickled. I laughed uncontrollably and squirmed as much as I could under the restraint. They both just kept tickling, moving their hands around to fin more sensitive spots. My eyes began to water as I continued to laugh and squirm.

"Want us to stop?" Ms. Lynn asked.

"Pleassse" I said through the laughter.

"Are you going to be a good boy and do what we say?" She asked.

I replied frantically, "yes. Yes anything. Just please stop".

Ms. Valdez said, "beg to lick her ass"

I really didn't want to do that. Sweaty feet was enough, but the tickling was getting to be too much. I couldn't handle it as they kept going while I tried to think. I took long enough that they increased the intensity a bit.

"Plllleeeese, please please" I cried out.

"Please what?" Ms. Valdez asked.

"Please let me lick ms. Lynn's ass" I struggled out through the laughter and crying.

They stopped tickling and I tried to catch my breath. I was sweating and my eyes still a bunch of tears in them.

Ms. Lynn said, "I mean, I guess if you want to soooo bad, I'll let you lick my ass".

My vision was blurred a bit but I could see her pull down leggings and underwear. Facing away from me she squatted down and sat on my face. She had a fairly big butt that was pale white. It covered my whole face. The way she sat her pussy was more on my nose and mouth was covered by her taint. When she sat with her whole weight it hurt some since she was a bigger gal. She sat there for about 20 seconds and just as I was starting to struggle with no air, she lifted up a little.

Ms. Lynn said, "stick your tongue out so I can find it with my ass hole."

I paused for a second and Valdez started tickling me. I immediately stuck my tongue out so she would stop. Lynn lowered herself more and ran her ass crack back and forth a few times on my tongue. The taste was sweaty and sour. After several passes she lined my tongue right up with her hole and sat back a little more. I kept my tongue out not wanting to be ticked any more. The wasn't great, but not unbearable.

Lynn said sternly, "move your tongue around a bit. Really lick it."

I did what she asked and she said, "that's better". The nice thing about licking her ass was that she wasn't full weight on my face. She seemed to be enjoying it to so that made me, the people pleaser, actually feel good.

After awhile, ms. Valdez moved over and said, "ok, my turn"

Ms. Lynn said "fine, I guess you can have a turn" as she stood up off my face.

I took several deep breaths trying to recenter myself. Valdez pulled her sweats down revealing her large round butt. I would be lying if I said it didn't turn me on a bit. Having her tie me up and put her ass on my face wasn't my favorite idea, but she was so hot I almost didn't mind.

"Ready?" Valdez said looking down at me with a smile. Before I could answer she turned away like ms. Lynn had and sat down. Her butt engulfed my face. I stuck my tongue out but didn't have to go far to hit skin. It was hard to tell but I didn't think I was actually licking her butt hole. More like somewhere in the crack. I couldn't breath but I was beginning to enjoy the fact that I was this close to such a beautiful woman. I couldn't believe it but I was actually starting to get erect. It was confusing and a little embarrassing.

That embarrassment got worse though as Valdez started moving around, and my erection grew. Clearly it became visible because ms. Lynn laughed out loud and then said, "are you really enjoying her ass

that much".

I could feel Valdez turn and look at my crouch and laugh herself. I was actually thankful she was sitting on my face to hide the embarrassment.

"I think Mike has a little crush on you." Lynn said. This whole time my tongue never stopped working all over her ass.

As they laughed, I heard the door open. "Hey ladies" Lynn said. By the voices I could tell it was Leslie and Niki. I didn't think I could be more embarrassed but as they walked in Lynn said, "come check out how much our friend likes ms. Valdez."

They all laughed as I spent the next ten mins licking her ass. Thankfully once she was done they let me up. "I think you need a lunch break Mike. Get out of here for awhile, but be ready to come back. The bitch club has another meeting this afternoon".

Chapter 8-

I went home and hopped in the shower hoping to wash the smell of ass off my face. Once satisfied with my cleanliness, I went and sat on my couch relaxing trying to forget about all that had transpired. Just as I found a good distraction, I got a text from Michelle that said,

'Bitch club decided to meet at Grover's. Be there at 5:45 and save a table for 8 and make sure to tell them I sent you.'

I thought it was strange it was only for 8. Someone must not be making it. I chilled out until about 20 mins before I was supposed to be there and headed out. I pulled into Grover's, a bar/restaurant that was nothing crazy fancy but definitely not a dive. I walked in and was greeted by a cute blonde girl with an athletic build. She looked like she was in college. She smiled and I smiled back saying, "hey, Michelle sent me to save a table for 8."

"Oh yah. I'll put you in their regular spot", she responded.

We walked toward the back of the restaurant and entered a room with a couple smaller tables and one big booth in one of the corners.

The hostess said as we walked, "this group

Comes here all the time, but I've never seen a guy with them. How'd you get involved with them."

I scrambled a bit but said with a smile, "I've been helping them out with some stuff and they invited me to join their little get together."

"That's sweet of you", she said and sat me at the table.

The waitress came and said hello dropping off a water. She was a beautiful college age girl as well. Bubbly personality and curvy in all the right places. I played on my phone until the first few laddies arrived. It was the office staff and ms. Valdez who must have driven together. They greeted me politely and sat in each side of me pushing me toward the center of the booth. It wasn't long before all the ladies trickled in taking a seat and laughing with each other in conversation. The last to arrive was Michelle.

"Sorry I'm a bit behind ladies, you know how the end of the day can be with those kids", she said.

"Good to see you here as well mike. We have problem though, there are only 8 seats at this table, didn't you get us a table for 9", Michelle said.

"Your text only said 8", I responded.

"There is no way. Are you saying I made a mistake? Do you think I'm dumb and can't count", Michelle said gaslighting me.

"Uh uh, of course not ma'am", I said meekly. "I must have made a mistake. I'm sorry."

Michelle said calmly, "it's ok Mike. I have a solution. You can sit under the table. These ladies deserve a bit of attention on their feet anyway, don't you think?"

"Yes ma'am. They do." I said looking down as I slid under the table. The floor was a bit dirty but not disgusting. The table was just tall enough that I could sit upright, but moving around I had to duck my head and crawl. I tried to get as comfy as possible as the ladies scooted over to let Michelle in. One of the ladies, I believe ms. White kicked her feet back and forth a few times and I took that as a sign that she wanted to go first again. I went over and removed her ankle boots and began to rub her socked feet. She moved them from my hands a few times till I got the hint and pulled her socks of placing them in the shoes for safe keeping. I took her now bare feet in my hands, certain it was ms. White and began to message. I could hear the waitress come back handing off drink and taking orders. I was freaking out to be under a table massaging someone's feet at a restaurant. The waitress didn't seem to notice that I was missing though and left to get those drinks going.

After a few mins of rubbing, ms. White took her foot out of my hand and flattened her soles right up to my face. I stuck my tongue out and ran it along her soles heal to toe. She pushed me away and I slid to the next pair of feet just as the drinks came back and the orders for food went in. The waitress asked where I was as I was taking off the next ladies shoes.

"Oh he's busy at the moment, but he'll have a nice big plate of fries", Michelle said.

I was thankful to not be sold out, but I didn't really want fries. Oh well I guess and I kept massing and licking. I worked my way around the table of ladies massaging and licking and sucking and smelling. Even when the food came out they all ate and I kept massing. I was only a few ladies away from being done. Just Leslie and Michelle left. I got Leslie's socks of revealing her large feet. I started to massage one when I saw Nikki's head peak down.

"You hungry down there? Worked up an appetite massing all those feet", Nikki asked with a smirk.

"Yes ma'am", I replied.

"Great. We'll get you some fries", Nikki said and popped her head back up. I was still massaging one of Leslie's feet when the other went up across her lap and rested my the seat. I saw her and Nikki loading it up with fries, sticking them between each toe.

Once there were a couple in each she moved her foot carefully to my face so she didn't drop any. I began to take them out one by one with my teeth and ate them. They reloaded it a couple times ladies looking under to watch me eat and laugh each time.

"Wow, you finished the whole plate", said Leslie. "Now lick between my toes and clean all that oil and salt off please."

I stuck my tongue in there and got to work. It tastes like a weird mix of sweat and salty fries. As I was sucking and licking her toes clean the waitress came into the room to ask if anyone had room for dessert. I was near the front of the booth now and as she got closer me made eye contact, foot still in my mouth.

I was mortified as I saw the look of shock on her face. Then it turned into a big smile. "Wow. I thought it was weird that you ladies brought a guy along to your meal here, but now I see why. I have to go get Jess so she can see."

All the bitch club ladies laughed in within a few seconds the hot hostess came back with the waitress. I looked at them both foot still in my mouth and shame all over my face.

"Damn, what's he doing that for", Jess the hostess asked.

Michelle hopped in saying, "Oh he's just trying to make us feel better. She such a nice guy who does a great job rubbing our feet after long days of work. Sometimes he even uses his tongue to really do the job. Have you ladies every had your feet licked like this?"

"No way. This is crazy. But does look kind of pleasant", Jess said. The waitress agreed.

"Wow, we'll I bet our friend down here would oblige in doing this for you. He loves to help make people feel better and I especially think he would as a way of showing appreciation for your discretion on what you saw here", said Michelle.

The waitress said, "your telling me this guy will massage and lick my dirty work feet and all I got to do is not tell anyone? Sounds like a good deal to me."

Jess the hostess said, "yah. What the hell. I'm in."

"Great", said Michelle. "You think they'll be fine without you out there?"

"You guys are my only table and Jess just got off. I grabbed her from the break room", said the waitress.

Michelle said, "we'll isn't that fortuitous. Mike, why don't you crawl out of there and pull up some chairs from the tables over there for these ladies."

As I climbed out and grabbed some chairs placing two of them in front of the women close to the table Michelle continued to say, "these women have worked so hard and I bet they would appreciate nothing more than a nice foot rub. Plus you should thank them anyway keeping quiet about what they saw today, no?"

"Uh yah. Thank you ladies", I said as I went and knelt in front of them.

Michelle said, "ok who first?"

The two looked at each others but before they could speak Nikki said, "why doesn't he just do both of them."

"Good idea", Michelle said. "Start by taking off all their shoes."

This seems ok with the two so I went ahead and grabbed the waitress' feet first about to remove her shoe when Leslie said, "I bet those shoes get pretty smelly huh? How long you guys been working today?"

This whole thing just prolonging my embarrassment and I think she knew it.

Jess said, "oh yah. These old things have been though it" pointing to her shoes. "I've been on since this morning. Just finishing up a 10 hour shift."

"I've only been here since lunch so awhile but not as long as her", the waitress said.

Leslie says, "well, he'll let us know if they stink. Go ahead then Mike, pull off their shoes and when you do, instantly put you face on each foot. Take a big whiff and tell us if they smell at all."

I went back to grabbing the waitress shoe. She was wearing a pair of all black vans. The laces looked loose to I went ahead and pulled on the heel releasing the first foot from the shoe. She had on black no show socks and I pushed my face against it smelling loudly for the room to hear. I imagine the look on her face was full of

Shock because the rest of the room laughed. The smell was strong. Sweaty and like corn chips. I pulled the other shoe off not taking my nose off the first as it rested on my face. Once off I moved it on my face as well, smothered by both. The smell became stronger as I felt both moist socks on my face. I smelled a few more times before Nikki said, "now you really going to say this beautiful women's feet smell BAD?"

Another opportunity for them to gaslight me. "Not at all", I respond. "They smell great."

Nikki said, "don't tell me. Tell her."

I moved her feet off my face and looked up at her embarrassed saying, "your feet smell great."

"Thank you. But mine can't smell as good as hers", the waitress said looking at the hostess Jess. She was catching on to how these women used me.

I let her feet fall out of my hands and shuffled over a little to be in front of Jess. She was wearing all black vans as well (must have been uniform to wear all black), but hers where slip on. I pulled the first off and placed my face on her white no show socks. They were much more moist than the waitresses. The sock was a bit dirty with dark spots on the ball and heel. The smell was dizzying. Stronger than maybe any I had smelled yet. The only reason I was able to keep my face in there was the fact that over the last week I had gotten somewhat accustomed to doing it. That didn't stop my face from scrunching and pulling back a bit as I pulled the second shoe off and both socked feet covered my face. The involuntary face I made had the whole room laugh again.

"Ok, be honest", Jess said, "my feet stink from this long day of work."

I didn't know what to say to keep me out of

More trouble to I tried to play it safe. "Only a little", I respond taking in a loud smell right after.

Leslie said, "ok. Enough with the silliness. You promised to lick these ladies feet. Pull their socks off, lay back and get to work."

I pulled Jess socks off and then the waitresses then laid down between their chairs head right under their feet. Jess started by placing her smelly feet in my face. She had chipped blue nail paint and her soles had some calluses especially on the heel. I stuck my tongue out as she ran her feet back and forth on it. The taste was as bad as the smell. She increased the pressure on my face and tongue apparently wanting more of a massage effect. I guess I couldn't blame her, being in her feet that long. I mean, they stank for a reason.

The waitress put her feet up and starting working then in the mix. I could tell whose was who by the taste. While hers were significantly less sweaty, they still had a salty, earthy taste to them. They moved their feet along my tongue and face and made light conversation with the ladies at the table.

I must have been licking for a solid 5 mins when my tongue and mouth began to get really dry. The ladies noticed and Jess said, "it's starting to feel like a cat is licking my feet. Can I get some water for our friend over here."

Michelle grabbed someone's half empty water cup and passed it over to Jess. I put my hand up, still lying on my back thinking she would pass it to my. Instead she took a big mouth full, swished it around, look down and began to let it dribble out of her mouth on my face. Instinctively, I moved my face left and right, trying to avoid the stream. The room howled as my face got soaked.

"Come on now", Jess said, "that's not helping with your dry mouth. We'll try this again, but open your mouth."

Disgusted, I opened my mouth and closed my eyes as she took another mouth full. I kept following orders at this point though, afraid these ladies would let other know about all that has happened.

I heard Jess swirl the water in mouth extra this time and then felt a steady stream hit my tongue. It didn't taste bad, but the thought of it coming from someone's else's mouth somehow made it worse. When she finished about half of it was in my mouth, the other all around my head. I closed my mouth and swallowed what had made it in.

"I don't think that's quite enough", the waitress said, "keep your mouth open."

'Really', I thought. 'That's wasn't enough' I was soaked. I opened my mouth again though and after a few seconds opened my eyes to see what was happening. That was a mistake. I saw the waitress leaning over above my head about a foot and a big glob of spit about to drop out of her mouth. Before I could react, she let it drop. It landed half on my bottom lip and half on my tongue.

"Don't you dare do anything but swallow that", Jess said.

I gagged as I closed my mouth and swallowed trying to to Think about it. The shock this time came from the table. The bitch club ladies lost it. Hooting and hollering. And with that the feet landed back on my face and I began to lick. The waitress made sure to get the saliva off my lip with her toes and then shoved them in my mouth. She seemed to enjoy the sadistic parts of this game.

I licked as their conversation continued. Another 20 mins or so then all of a sudden their feet came off my face, and above me was Leslie, she had a big loogie dangling from her lip about 6 inches down, toward my face. It dropped and hit my forehead as the ladies laughed. Then one at a time the bitch club girls came over and spit on me. Some barely any saliva on my cheek, some aiming for my eye or mouth. All except Michelle. It seemed unbecoming of a women like her. Ms. Valdez was last and she came up clearing her throat as much as possible getting all the phlegm. She put her foot on my chin pushing down and my mouth open, smiled and spit it right in my mouth. It was thick and disgusting. I gagged as she covered my mouth with her foot not letting it come out. I let the spit slide down my throat and she said "good boy. Now thank these ladies for the good time. Oh and pay the bill."