Lawn Care Buisness

[Miss_clinton]

I have had this story in my hard disc for a while.. don't know from where exactly i have downloaded it..



I liked it and well..may be you all may too...enjoy.

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Five AM and I rolled out of my cot in my makeshift bedroom in my wife's big three car garage, yes it was now my wife's Lori's garage as was the thirtyfive hundred square foot home it was attatched too that my ten years of hard work developing a now very successfull lawn care buisness had purchased.

My wife Lori now thirtyfive has been my wife for ten years, and I love her dearly or perhaps I should say I worship her. For over eight years we had a fairly normal marriage but thenshe discovered my secret life that I had managed to keep hidden from her.

I was a closet submissive, I had a craving to be humiliated, degraded and dominated and I would occaisionally pay a professional dominatrix to fulfill my fantasies. When Lori discovered this she went balistic threatening to divorace me and leave me penniless.

I wasn't concerened about being penniless but I was terrified of losing her, for weeks I begged and pleaded with her to reconsider and after she had time to think about the situation my sweet wife of eight years began to show her devious side.
She reguarded me with nothing but contempt now as she told me what it was going to take to save our marraige, it seemed rather one sided but I aggreed to everything to keep her.

Her first demand was that I sign over all our jointly owned possessions to her solely, this included our home, our cars and my buisness. I would continue to run the buisness but it would basically be as her employee.

Rule number two was that since she couldn't trust me to be faithfull to her I was to leave her a daily intinery so she knew where I was at all times and further since she would now control the money I was to be given only a small weekly allowance.

Rule number three was that I was never to question her whereabouts or when she came home.

When I aggreed to all her demands without question I think I surprised her, although a sligh grin came to her face a few moments later and after she allowed me a short hug she began walking from the kitchen where she had been sitting she paused and turned back to look at me standing there with a big happy grin and said

"oh, and one more thing Timmy, I don't particullary care for housework so let's add that to your new list ok"

She then turned instantly and continued walking out of the room knowing full well that I was putty in her hands and wouldn't dare risk questioning her.



A few months later I found myself on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen tiles on a Saturday night. It hadn't happened overnight but it seemed I was becomming Lori's maid more so than her husband. I didn't mind doing things for her but I was beginning to think she was cheating me and even that I could deal with if I just got the chance to see her more often.

It was now just after midnight and I only had a few more feet to scrub when Lori came strutting in through the garage door, I hadn't even heard the garage door open. She was barefoot and her feet were very sandy, she had obviously been walking on the beach and I could also tell she was a bit tipsy.

"Hey there Timmy, What a sweet little man you are making my floor all spic and span" there was a definate hint of sarcasium in her little gigglish voice.

She continued to the kitchen table where she took a seat not caring at all that with every step she took she left a sandy footprint behind on the freshly waxed floor.

I just looked at her from my knees next to my scrub bucket and floor polish, she was just so beautiful I could't even be angry with her for ruining my hard work.

"oh dear, look what a mess I've made of your nice clean floor....oh well, you don't mind cleaning it again do you?" again with that same little sarcastic giggle as she dropped her strappy sandals which had been dangling from her nicely maninicered finger tips leaving another small pile of sand as they hit the ceramic tile floor.

"ah no, of course not honey" I finally got the lump out of my throat to say.

"Didn't I ask you not to call me that!" her smile and giggles turned serious for a moment and I quickly appolagized

"I I'm sorry Lori, I I was just ah taken in by your beauty" I tried to sugar coat my mistake as for some reason she didn't like me addressing her in such a way, it seemed to work this time as a soft smile came to her red lips again.

"well stop being so forgetfull or I'll have to find myself a new maid" she teased but in a way we both knew her statement to be more real than imaginery.

"now, why don't you get some towels and clean my feet so I don't get sand on the carpet, and then, after you reclean the floor maybe I'll give you a treat in my bedroom"

"su sure Lori, thank you" I replied excitedly, it had been a few weeks since I last had sex with my wife, not that I was allowed to actually allowed innercourse, no our sex life now consisted of my licking her pussy or ass bringing her to several orgasams and occaisionally she would get my off with her foot if she was in a very good mood.

I rushed to get a warm wet wash cloth and a soft fuffly towel and returned just as quickly to kneel before my sexy wife. She let out another soft giggle amused at how attenative I became when she tempted me with sexual releif. I gently reached foreward and began to lovingly clean the sand from her beautiful soft soles and sexy finely pedicured toes.

She allowed me to continue to caress her foot for several minutes even after it was washed and dried befrore snatching it from my hands and replacing it with her other sandy foot which I cleaned just as gently as the first. There was no lingering this time as I finished the cleaning she stood up rubbing the top of my head with her hand as I remained kneeling before her.

"good job Timmy, you do that so well, now hurry and get back to your work so you can join me in my bedroom,....oh, and be a dear and clean my sandals, I may want to wear them again tomarrow" she giggled using her toes to push her pretty sandals towards my crotch which she knew was rock hard.

"su sure Lori" I replied with a bead of sweat rolling down my forehead. Another little giggle and she turned and walked out of the room giggling as she walked.

Just twenty minutes later I stood at the foot of my wife's large bed holding her strappy sandals I had cleaned in my fingers.

"that was quick, our those clean?" she asked with a grin, indicating her shoes I was holding as she layed on the bed in only her panties and bra.

"yes Lori" I replied holding her heels up, she had never asked me to clean her footwear before but that was about to change.

"let me see" she said holding out her hand.

I handed the strappy sandals to her and she inspected my work with a smile.

"nice job Timmy, I'd like you to clean all my shoes tomarrow ok" she grinned handing her shoes back to me for me to put in her closet, it really wasn't a request and I knew it was going to be time consuming as like most women she owned at least fifteen pairs of shoes. I just nodded that I would and then put her sandals away.

"so which would you like tonight Timmy, pussy or ass?" she offered me a choice with a sligh grin.

I really didn't much care for sticking my tongue in her ass so given the choice I instantly choose her pussy.

"noo, I think I want my ass done first" she giggled as she rolled over onto her stomach, it seemed I only had a choice if it was the choice she wanted, none the less I wasn't about to pass up the oppertunity for any form of sex with my gorgous wife.

For over an hour Lori kept my servile tongue busy switching from ass to pussy and bringing her to mltiple orgasams. I knew and she knew I knew that when my tongue entered her moist pussy that it was not her juices alone that I was swallowing.

It was not the first time I had tasted someone elses fluids mixed with my wifes and like I had done before my head pulled away upon the taste but also like before Lori giggled and with a firm grip on my hair forced my head back down. I didn't care for this but I had agreed not to question her whereabouts or activities.



Lori was finding my lack of rebellion to any of her demands to be very enjoyable. As the weeks went on she became more dominant with me and began to explore the freedoms she had more intently. Since she controlled my income she began to freely spluge upon herself while I was being given smaller allowances.

She spent the days shopping, playing tennis or on the beach or at the spa and most nights she was either out with friends or on a date. Even though she was in title my companies president she let me run the buisness and the crew of six immigrants I had working for me.

Buisness was good and all day I would bust my tale only to come home most times to an empty house to spend another several hours doing housework, laundry and any other chores she may have left written on my to do chalk board. I no longer slept in my wifes bedroom, I had been moved to one of the guest rooms and only visited her room to clean or provide her some sexual pleasure with my tongue, at times it was very overwhelming but for some reason I was more in love with Lori now more than ever.



About a month later another degrading change was made in my life. It was late in the afternoon and I was in my small office at the garage where I kept my lawn care equipment filling out the schedule for the next days work like I did every evening before going home.

I was quite surprised to see my wife enter as she rarely visited the shop. She was not alone as a young handsome dark haired guy no more than twentyfive walked in with her, their arms were wraped around each others waists.

"hey there Timmy, how's my buisness doing?" Lori chuckled making it clear that all this belonged to her,

"ah g good Lori, very busy" I replied nervously not knowing what she had up her sleeve now and thus admittint that even though I did all the work it was her buisness.

Without any words her and the young guy moved behind my desk and with only a gesture from her I got out of my chair which she then offered to the young guy she was with and then she stood behind the chair as I now stood before them.

"Timmy I'd like you to meet Josh, he's going to be your new boss" Lori said with grin and then she leaned over the chair and kissed Josh right there in front of me.

I was floored and speechless and uncomfortable as the two of them were lip locked for a good thirty seconds.

"did you here me Timmy?" Lori asked after removing her tongue from the young guys mouth and then taking a seat on the corner of the desk.

"I I don I don't understand Lori" I studdered out

"what's to understand Timmy, it's my buisness and I decided to replace you, Josh here just graduated from buisness school and he's already looked over your books and he tells me I could be making a lot more money if the buisness was run properly" my wife stated

I was flabbergasted, what could this arrogant young guy dressed in his fancy three piece suit and shiny loafers possibly know about the lawn care buisness, he didn't even have any dirt under his fingernails which actually looked to be professionally manicured.

"wh what am I suppose to do then?" I asked not knowing where this left me.

"you'll keep working here, as a laboror, you'll do anything your boss tells you to do,...of course you and the other workers will have to take a pay cut, men of Josh's calibur don't come cheap" Lori giggled giving Josh a wink and then he looked at me with a smug grin.

"Oh, and there is one more thing" Lori giggled again and then paused to let me conteplate what could be worse then what she had already told me.

She then hopped off the desk and leaned over Josh's chair again with her head next to his she kissed him.

"Not only will Josh be your boss at work but he's going to be your boss at home also since he's moving in with me" Lori seemed to take great pleasure in telling me this before the two of them locked lips again and jabbed their tongues into each others mouths.



Two more weeks passed since I was given the life changing news. Josh, or as I was to address him Sir, assumed his role very quickly. He had no problem barking out his orders to me even though I was almost twice his age. His first order was for me to make his shop office more suitable for him, this meant new furnature, new carpet, new paint, a new air conditioner and even a luxerious private bathroom added, he certainly was not about to use the filthy pig stye(as he called it) bathroom that his work pigs (another one of his words) used, in fact that bathroom ended up being removed to make room for Josh's lavish bathroom, a porta potty was placed outside for me and the other workers to use.

His new office was off limits to me even though for the time being I was still to be the supervisor, of course like my wife's bedroom now their's I was still allowed to enter his office to clean it. I couldn't understand how this buisness school graduate was going to make more money since so far all he was doing was spending it.

What made even less sense was that he was fixing up the shop office even though he said he would be mostly working out of his home office which just happened to be the guest room that used to be my bedroom. This is how I ended up on a cot in the garage, Josh felt I needed to toughen up and live like the other laborers probably did since I might soon be doing the same work, of course Lori agreed.



Another month passed and as much as I hated to admit it Lori had been right, Josh had taken a properous buisness and had made it very properous. He did this by signing contracts with large office complexes and malls where I had basically only targeted residences and small buisness parks.

The increased workload meant another demotion for me as Josh hired a buddy of his Kevin to be the new supervisor and along with him came his foxy but bitchy twenty year old girlfriend Jen who was to be the office manager. Four more minimum wage laborers were also hired and that was what I was now also.

Josh had also purchased the garage I had been renting along with three additional attatched units to house the additional equipment we needed. If it wasn't bad enough being demoted all the way to the bottom and having two more young bosses Josh actually encouraged Kevin and Jen to treat me like crap telling them I got off on being treated like shit.



I am still struggling to get use to waking up so early exspecially since I often don't evan get to bed before midnight, this was because my wife and her young lover had become quite use to having a devoted servant at their beck and call. Like just last night, I had managed to finish my routine cleaning chores by eleven PM, it amazing how messy two people can be in one day when they know they don't have to clean up their own mess.

I had been picking up and cleaning for over an hour all the while listening to the grunts, screams and moans emerging from the master bedroom as my wife and her lover, my boss had one of their almost nightly fuckfests. The laundry was done, my cleaning was done and it looked like I might be in my cot by eleven.

I was just about to the garage door.

"hey dirtbag! Get your ass in here!" my boss and Master bellowed using one of his many less than flattering niicknames to summon me.

My head dropped, I should have known my long day wouldn't end so soon. I turned and headed towards their bedroom none to slowly as their was a heavy price to pay for not responding to their needs promptly. The bedroom door was wide open as usual, they enjoyed making sure I could here the sounds of their lovemaking.

"Yes Sir" I responded standing at the foot of the four poster bed.

The smell of sex embodied the room, Josh had his head propped up on a pillow his hand behind his head showing his impressive bicep muscle, that superior smirk on his face and only his midsection covered by the silk sheet. My wife looking as beautiful as ever even with her hair a mess laid her head on his strong chest wearing a similar smirk on her face. She was covered by the silk sheet except for a small glimpse of one firm breast and one silky smooth leg and beautiful soft foot.

"I want a snack dirtbag, make me a sandwich" Josh ordered

"yes Sir, would you care for anything Mistress?" this was how I now was to address my wife.

"just a glass of juice dirtbag" she grinned at me and then ran her finger around Josh's nipple. God I still loved her but with each passing day she seemed to enjoy taking bits and pieces of what little dignity I had left.

"yes Mistress" I responded and turned to fetch their food and drink

"wait dirtbag!" my wife stopped me and then she got one of those devil like grins on her face.

"my little toe itches, kiss away the itch" she giggled

Ordinarilly I would be estatic at such an oppertunity but I knew she was ordering it just to demean me a bit more and it gave me no thrill to service her this way in the presence of her young handsome lover. I didn't dare disobey though as I moved back to the foot of the bed and lowered my head to begin kissing and sucking on her small toe.

She wiggled her other sweet smelling toes under my nose while the two of them tongue kissed for a minute or two while I serviced her foot before I was shoved away by my Master's masculine slightly sweaty bare sole.

"enough footwimp, your making me jealous, go fetch my sandwich!" he ordered and my wife giggled at his joke of being jealous.

"yes Sir" I replied from the floor which is where I landed after my Master's sole planted against my face had put me.

I meekly crawled from the room with both of them now laughing and mocking me about Josh's stupid jealous comment, it wasn't the first time I was the butt of one of their jokes and I would get over it once again. It was then off to the kitchen to prepare the pompas asshole his sandwich.

It was easier to talk to myself in an angry manner then to do anything about it as I toasted his French roll just like he likes it and then layered on the twelve dollars a pound imported rare roast beef that I had to visit a special deli store clear accross town just to purchase each week.

Within ten minutes still angry I walked back to their room with a perfectly arrannged tray filled with the perfectly made sandwich an imported beer in a ice chilled mug and a tall glass of fresh squeezed grapefruit jusice that my wife loves so much.

The lovestruck couple still rested in each others arms and I waited for them to prop themselves up on their fluffy pillows before setting the tray on the bed.

"uummm, that imported beef smells sooo good baby, it's nice to have the finer things in life now and not live in poverty like I use too" my wife actually said with a semi straight face as she sipped her juice.

Some poverty, I had bought this house and she certainly never went hungry but I had to admit as much as it hurt since Josh took over my former buisness the profits increasded four fold. It had now bought her an assortment of exotic jewelry, clothing and shoes not to mention the shiny metelac red Porshe and Lexus sport coupe that I meticulously kept waxed every weekend along with Josh's Hummer.

"those days are over now, nothing but the best for you now babe" Josh responded to Lori's comment and then took a bite out of his sandwich as I stood there at the foot of the bed dejected listening to them talk about what a loser I was and how I couldn't provide for my wife like he could.

"Do you hear that Timmy? Arnd't you happy for me, now that I found a real man to take care of me" my wife teased me with a giggle.

"yes Mistress" I sadly mumbled looking at the ground.

"awww, don't be so sad dirtboy, you still have your uses, like giving us foot rubs, now get to it!" my wife then ordered.

Without even responding I knealt at the foot of their big comfortable bed and alternated between their feet giving them foot massages while they finished their snack for the next twenty minutes. I then took the empty tray back to the kitchen and went to bed at almost midnight.



Life at work was no better than life at home as Kevin and Jen had really taken to Josh's encouragement of treating me like shit. They had made it my job to arrive at the shop before everyone else with donuts and pastries. I then had to clean the office and scrub the toilets in the private bath and the employee bathroom.

Shortly before everyone else started arriving at 7AM, I arrive at six, I start the coffee and lay out the pastries. My next job is to stand outside and wait on Kevin and Jen's arrival. This became a job of mine a few weeks ago after one mourning when the young couple arrived after it had rained heavily tthe prior night. Jen had stepped out of the passenger side of the truck and into a muddy puddle she had not noticed.

The young vixen was ferious and for some reason she felt I was to blame. After giving me a good ten minute tongue lashing for not filling in all the holes in the parking lot during which I cringed before her silently, the pretty little bitch then ordered me to clean her shoes.

No it wasn't with my tongue but it was every bit as humiliating as I knealt before the pretty blonde girl using a towel to wipe the mud from her sneakers all the while she continued to verbally assault me. What made it even more humiliating was the other workers began arriving and they were getting a good laugh out of seeing their former boss degraded in such a manner.

I even remember trying to stand up when I heard a couple of my fellow employees begin laughing at me only to be driven back to my knees by Kevin's foot to my ass.

"no you don't dirtbag, not until my girls shoes are spotless" he laughed as did everyone in the office and then I was not permitted to stand until her sneakers were immaculate as every time I thaught I was done Jen would find a small pebble or dirt particle stuck in the treads on the sole of her sneakers.

Since that day I was now required to wait on their arrival and then I was to lay down face first next to Jen's door so her first step would always be onto my back and never into mud. Needless to say I tried to make sure all the holes were now promptly filled after rain storms.

I stood watching as the sharp looking Ford 4x4 pickup pulled into the lot, it use to be my truck but now I only got to get in it when I gave it it's weekly thorough cleaning. Even before Kevin put the truck in park I was laying in the dirt next to the passanger side door. The door opened and I cringed as I felt a spiked heel pushing into my lower back, damn I thaught, Jen rarely wore heels to work, then it occurred to me, Josh and Lori were comming today to take Kevin and Jen to lunch.

The second heel landed and she paused on my back for a few moments before stepping off bringing her thin spike from her stilletto dangerously close to my face.

"dirtbag, you need to clean up out here, I want this paring lot looking sharp" she gave me my first order of the day before joining her boyfriend to walk into the office.

I managed to get to my hands and knees just in time to see Jen's magnificent sculptured tan legs as she was wearing a short skirt before they entered the office, even Kevin was dressed sharply I imagined they were probably going to that upscale steakhouse that Josh like so much.

Keeping the lot cean was part of my daily duties so it was already pretty clean but I went and got a broom anyways and began sweeping the paved portion of the lot. The other laborers began arriving as I was sweeping, of the ten laborers eight were Mexican immigrants and one was Kevin's eighteen year old brother Tom and his buddy Rob.

Tom and Rob barely graduated high school and if it wern't for Kevin they would probably be unemployed but here they were making thirtyfive grand a year as supervisiors. While I had been demoted to the bottom so everybody was basically my boss the Mexicans although they enjoyed laughing at me didn't really dish out any abuse, Tom and Rob were another story and they were allowed to dish out abuse as long as I wasn't injured and the work got done.

They were the next to arrive on their motorcycles as I was still sweeping, upon seeing me in the parking the two young punks peeled into the lot and my instant reaction was to jump out of their way which was the specticle they were looking for leaving them laughing as they parked their bikes.

"you better get back to work dirtbag or I'll have to tell Jen your lounging on the job" Tom laughed, if you hadn't guessed by now dirtbag is what I'm known as at work.

I mumbled an obsenity to myself at the arrogant asshole knowing he couldn't here me but he must've seen my lips move.

"what was that dirtbag!" he demanded walking in my direction and instantly putting me on the defensive.

"noth not nothing Sir" I replied in a paniced voice, even these young punks I had to address as Sir.

"you got a problem with me dirtbag?" he continued to question me as his buddy Rob also now stood next to him.

"no no Sir" the two guys had me flustered as theyy acted like a couple of highschool bullies.

Rob then kicked my broom from my hands and when I reached down to pick it up he stomped his foot down on the handle causing me to fall to the ground before them.

"clean my boots dirtbag!" Rob ordered with a slight chuckle

"please Sir, please let me just get back to my work" I pleaded but they were having none of it.

"clean um dirtbag or I'll make you lick um clean" Rob demanded

I was almost in tears as I reached in my back pocket and pulled out the rag I always carry and began to wipe the top of his boot. The two of them stood above me laughing, Rob didn't really want his boots shined it was more symbolic and after a few minutes Tom threw the butt of his cigarrette down in front of me and then kicked me in the ass.

"get back to work dirtbag" he ordered and the two of them walked away but not until Rob got one more shot in by stepping on my hand as he walked away.

By the time I walked back into the office the crews had their assignments and were getting ready to leave, I was wondering which punk supervisior I was going to get today when Kevin informed me I was going to be cleaning the shop today and I was to report to Jen for my instructions.

Jen was seated at her desk confirming the last of the days appointments. I waited patiently for her to complete her call which I soon found out was the wrong thing to do. As soon as she hung up she shot me a angry glare

"what are you just standing around for dumb shit, get to work, I want this office spotless!" she practically screamed startling me.

"I'm sorry Mistress" I inadvertantly replied after she snapped at me.

"I'm your boss idiot not your Mistress" she half chuckled

"your right, I'm sorry Miss" I replied embarrassed by my mistake.

I then went right to work cleaning, this was not uncommon as I had been kept in the office several other times to clean it, as low man on the todem pole I always got the crap jobs. I first picked up the box of donuts I had layed out earlier, nothing but crumbs big surprize, for weeks I had been bringing donuts and only three times had I gotten one and twice it was because bof Rob and Tom tormenting me.

The first time Tom had accidentlly dropped a donut on the floor but then he decided to turn ithe accident into a humiliating experience for me by ordering me to pick it up off the floor and eat it. A few days later Rob dropped a donut to the shop floor, not by accident this time and again I was ordered to eat it but this time he and Tom decided to step on it first.

Everyone including the Mexicans found this to be halarious exspecially when Jen sat down on my back forcing to eat from the floor while on my hands and knees. Fortunatlly I am not so severely humiliated very often, they only do this every now and then to entertain the Mexican workers and to remind me of my status in the shop.

For the next hour I cleaned the office as Kevin and Jen went on with their work. I then reported back to Jen for my next task which was to organize the shop area and she wanted the concrete floor of the shop scrubbed clean and once that was done their pickup needed to be cleaned washed and waxed.

This kept me busy until 2PM and as I was just finishing buffing the wax of the pickup Josh's Hummer was pulling into the parking lot with him and my wife. It wasn't so long ago I owned this shop now as I watched the new owners park their $80,000 automobile it was hard for even me to comprahend how I had been demoted down to the shop lackey.

Instinctivelly I hurried over to the Hummer passenger side to open the door for my wife knowing it would be expected of me. She gave me a litlle smile as I opened the door, she like Jen was looking very sharp dressed in a white pants suit with white pumps, very suitable for a hot summer day.

"eeewww, you really smell dirtbag, go hose yourself off, Josh and I want to talk to you before we leave for the resturant with Jen and Kevin"

"yes Mistress, I'm sorry" I actually apolagized for smelling, of course I smelled, I had been working like a dog in the hot sun now for several hours.

I put away the car washing products and the went to the outdoor shower that was set up in back of the shop for the guys to use if they wanted to clean up before going home, to this point I was still allowed to use it, afterall I was the one who kept it cleaned.

After I showered and changed my clothes I walked into the office. I was a litle apprehensive, something in the tone of my wife's voice told me another change was comming my way. Immeadiatelly upon entering the office I could here the jubulant voices of the two couples as they were all sharing a champagne toast.

"dirtbag! Come in here we have some wonderfull news" My wife said excitedlly once she saw me standing near the doorway.

I felt very out of place in my raggedy tattered work clothes while these four well dressed people drinking an expensive champagne from crystal glasses all with smiles on their attractive faces stood before me. I walked into Kevin's office and I couldn't help but notice the huge diamond rock on my wife's ring finger.

"Josh has asked me to marry him" my wife then said holding up her hand to show me the huge flawless diamond ring on her pretty finger, the rather modest little diamond wedding ring I had given her years ago had been removed some time ago.

It was almost like she expected me to be happy for her, but how could I, I was about to really lose the woman I loved and worshoped. Fortunatelly Jen saved me from having to comment as she raised her hand next to Lori's showing me another impressive diamond just not quite as big.

"And Kevin has proposed to me also" Jen said excitedlly.

"arnd't you excited for us dummy?" my wife then questioned me because of my lack of enthusiasum.

"Oh ah ye yes sure Mis Mistress, It's just ah well... what about us, I I mean were still married" I sputtered out bringing giggles from my wife and Jen.

"Oh that, we've already taken care of that, in fact while we go out to celebrate you need to go too our lawyer and sign some papers, she's expecting you at three so you probably need to get going, here's the address" my wife responded rather nonchalantly while handing me the layers card.

Just like that our ten year marraige was over. I took the card and hung my head in sorrow not that any of them even noticed as they went back to their celebration, I don't think they even noticed me leaving as tears welled up in my eyes.

I knew there was no stopping the inevitable so I went to the address my wife had given me. I arrived at the layers offices just before 3pm, the modern executive building told me this law firm must be very successful. I checked in with the receptionist who let out a little giggle when I gave my name and then yold me to take a seat.

After having me wait for nearly thirty minutes an attractive professional looking woman came out of her office.

"you must be Timmy, you may come in now" she came off as rather snooty to me and she already had me back on my heels feeling very inferior to her.

I entered her plush office and took a seat in front of her ultra modern expensive looking glass desk. Again I waited nervously for another fifteen minutes before she entered her office herself.

"who told you to sit down" she said walking in from behind me

"ah I I'm sorry Miss" I stuttered very nervously while at the same time popping out of the chair, the woman lawyer let out a soft laugh.

"that's ok Timmy,I was just joking, please take a seat, my name is Heather Moss, you may call me Miss Moss" I let out a somewhat releif sigh as her words now made me slightly less nervous, Heather, that was a fitting name since she closely resmembled the actress Heather Locklear.

"thank you Miss Moss" I said softly while lowering myself back into the seat while watching her shapely nyloned encased longs move around the desk to her chair.

"I must tell you Timmy I think Lori and Josh make a very attractive couple don't you?" She said grinning as she sat down. She knew what I was here for, nothing like rubbing salt in the wound.

"I don't know Miss, I guess" I answered half heatedly just wanting to get this over with.

The pretty blonde woman then opened the folder laying on the desk before her.

"well then let's get started, I've handled hundreds of divorace settlements Timmy but this one is certainly one of the more interesting ones" she grinned, I wished she woukd stop calling me Timmy, sure it was better than dirtbag but only my wife called me Timmy, I think she always knew I hated it and she did it just out of spite and now she had her lawyer calling me Timmy.

"Now you understand that everything you sign here is legally binding correct?" she asked and I told her I understood.

She then put several documents in front of me and explained these were the forms stating that Lori and I agreed to a divorace and waived a trial. I signed the forms with no questions knowing that's what my wife wanted.

"Now here is where it gets interesting, Lori has already given me the list of all the major holdings which are already in her name, you agree they are hers and release any claim" I signed that form confirming I had given her everything.

"I'll let you read this one over" Heather said with a sligh grin while pushing another form towards me.

I read the form over and I could quickly understand why she found it unusual but for me it didn't sound that bizzarre. It simply stated that I aggreed to turn over any other possessions I had to Lori and Josh and that I aggreed to be an induntured servant to the couple for a period of their choosing.

It must have surprized the attractive lawyer when I finished reading the document I didn't question it at all and was about to sign it.

"you understand that this is a legal document?" she asked me in a questioning tone.

"yes Miss, I understand" I answered with no hesitation but still she was having trouble understanding why I would agree to such a stipulation.

"It means that your exwife and soon to be husband will virtually own you, you'll be like..., well like a slave" she was finding it very difficult to understand why I would do this but at the same time I could tell she was very intriged by the idea.

"I understand Miss, I love and adore my wife and if this is what I must do to keep her in my life and it is what she wants then I fully accept it" I said exactlly what I felt with no hesitation and I think she finnally got it as she leaned back in her chair with a big grin.

"incredible" I heard her sort of whisper to herself.

I signed the form and put the pen down, it was done.

"ok that's done, now strip" the attractive blonde woman then told me.

"I I I beg your pardon Miss?" I asked somewhat stunned by her command and the change in her tone.

"I said strip dirtbag, your Mistress and Master have a uniform for you to wear" Heather's attitude had changed completly, she obviously knew much more about our lifestyle then she had let on.

"ri righ right here Miss?" I questioned stripping in front of her growing more frazzeled by the second.

"of course right here, your a slave, slaves have no right to privacy" she stated quite as matter of fact and then she leaned back in her chair propping her high heeled shod feet up on her desk to watch me strip for her.

"wh where is the uniform Miss" I asked while beginning to unbutton my shirt hoping I could just change quickly to save me some embarrassment.

"you'll get it when I give it too you for now just strip, and fold those rags neatly, afterall they belong to your owners" she replied smugly, I still couldn't get over how quickly her personality changed. I did get the impression that she was enjoying barking orders at me and at how quickly I jumped at her commands, this was now normal for me, I had become accustomed to obeying dominant people.

It didn't make it any less humiliating however as I now stood in only my underware before this grinning attractive proffessional woman.

"those too dirtbag" Heather giggled pointing her pen at my underware.

I knew that order was comming and I obeyed sliding my underware down and turning beet red as I did so.

"now twirl for me" Heather giggled again while spinning her finely manicured finger indicating she wanted me to turn so she could see my whole naked body. Turning an even brighter color of red I did as she ordered.

I was embarrassed and humiliated bu at the same time this beautiful, sexy proffessional woman had pushed the right buttons and as hard as I was fighting it I couldn't keep my hardening penis from saluting her.

"My would you look at that! Arnd't you quite the horny dirtbag" she laughed as I finished my twirl and my dick was at full attention.

"I I I'm so so sorry Miss" I begged her forgiveness hoping I had not offended her and while looking at the ground not having the courage to look her in the eye.

"and just what is it you plan to do with that puny little thing?" Heather laughed again, I knew my size was not much below average but she also knew that since she now had me aroused that further humiliating me would only make me that much harder and uncomfortable, either Lori had really explained things to her or she was fully aware of the dominance and submission scene.

"noth nothing Miss I jus I just can't help it" I was still trying to be appologetic.

"well you just have to get rid of it, it won't work with your new uniform" the pretty lawyer told me knowing full well I couldn't just make it shrink.

For the next couple of minutes I was doing my best to mentally make my hard on dissapate, I was in agony but it was no use exspecially now that Heather began to twirl her sexy ankle only a foot or two in front of me.

"I'm waiting dirtbag" she then said in a mocking impatient voice while at the same time she began dialing a phone number on speaker phone.

I had no idea who she was calling as I continued to try to surpress my erection. I heard three rings and then my wife's voice.

"hello Heather, how are you?" I heard my wife ask

"I'm doing just fine, it sounds like your having a good time" Heather responded and commented about the voices and laughter in the backround.

"oh we are, we just had a marvoulous dinner and we're just having some drinks talking about where we should go next. So how did the signing go, do Josh and I have a new property?"

"you certainly do Lori, you were absouloutly right, he questioned nothing, and now he's standing before me naked waiving his puny little stick at me" I then heard my now exwife break out in laughter and she knew she was on speaker phone.

"dirtbag! you dirty little slut! you better not being embarrassing me and Josh" she said still laughing

"I I'm sor sorry Mistress, I just can't help it" I was now appologizing to my former wife over the phone.

"It's really nothing I can't take care of Lori, I just felt that since it belongs to you now that I should ask your permission before taking any corrective action" Heather told my wife speaking of my penis or me as nothing more than a peice of my ex wife's property.

"Sure Heather, as long as he can still work" Lori responded which gave me little comfort in knowing she cared very little for my well being.

"Of course, a little painfull perhaps but nothing he won't recover from" Heather told her with a smirk while looking me in the eyes instantly bringing back a nervous tension but none the less as these two beautiful ladies discussed my fate my boner was as hard as ever.

"I have complete trust in you Heather and dirtbag you had best not dissapoint me, I expect you to obey Heather completely"

"Yes Mistress" I heeded her warning while looking at Heather who wore a big satisfied grin.

"thank's Lori, I'll let you get back to your celebration, oh but there is one more thing. I have some chores I've been putting off for some time, do you mind if..." Heather began and then Lori caught on to what she wanted

"Sure Heather, put him to work, that's what Josh and I wanted to keep him around for, in fact after you get him started why don't you meet us at Cody's bar and celebrate with us" My ex freely voulanteered my services which was a little disheartening as it seemed to be a glance into the future, was I actually just to be a beast of burden to allow my exwife and her new husband a more leisurely lifestyle.

"that sounds like fun, ok I'll see you there, bye" Heather was still grinning as she hung up the phone.

"well, it looks like your ass belongs to me for awhile" Heather stated with a sneer and I was beginning to see her more devious side yet my hardon continued to rage, it was getting to the point where it was painfull.

"first we really need to take care of that little problem of yours" the attractive blonde commented and then swung her long legs off the desk and stood up walking towards me.

She was making me very nervous but it was an excited kind of nervousness. She then placed her perfectly manicured index finger under my chin.

"come with me little man" she said seductivelly and with her finger still under my chin she led me to her private bathroom. Once we got there she sat down on the lid of the toilette and pointed to the marble tiled floor.

"kneel" she commanded and I obeyed.

"would you look at that, it's turning purple" she remarked with a giggle looking at my throbbing enlarged manhood, then in another act of cruelty she crossed her sleek legs and began to gently jab at my penis with the toe of her shoe with a stern warning.

"don't you dare have an accident, those are $300 shoes and I'm sure your owners would be none to happy having to replace them"

She continued to prod, jab and press the sole of her shoe against my boner all the while looking at my face twist and sweat in agony from her torment which she found quite amusing and when I accendently touched her shoe with my waiveringhands she made it even more excrutiating for me by ordering me to lock my hands behind my head.

Moments later I just couldn't contain myself much more as a small amount of jisim began to leak out.

"uh oh, are you about to cum without permission?" she laughed and then scraped off the precum with the sole of her shoe which she next raised and wiped off on the side of my face.

"Please Miss please, I just can't take it no more!" I pleaded with her for permission to cum. She grinned feeling the rush of ultimate power.

"oh very well, keep it in a nice little pile right there" she granted her permission pointing to a spot on the floor in front of me with her pointed fine leather encased toe.

It only took seconds for me to deposit my load on to the floor at her feet. It was extremely humiliatating but I cared about nothing for several moments as I released my load. Now came the shame, guilty feeling of realizing what a thoroughly degrading act I had just performed for the amusement of this beautiful woman. I understood everything I had agreed to but being humiliated by a stranger, a pretty one at that was giving me second thaughts.

Heather must have realized what I was conteplating and was going to have none of that as she quickly took control again.

"what a disgusting filthy pig! Look at the mess you made on my floor!" she yelled trying to act angry but I knew she was laughing on the inside.

"I I I'm sorry Miss" I replied in utter shame kneeling before the slimmy mess.

"you should be! Clean it up!" she then ordered

I was confused as I looked around, there was nothing to wipe it up with other than the expensive looking monogrammed towels which I didn't dare use and toilette paper which I would have to reach across her lap to get.

"well! what are you waiting for!" she could see my delema

"I I don't know what to use to wipe it off with Miss" I stated the obvious not evan thinking of what was comming next

"is that so dirtbag, I know you used your tongue to clean your Master's sperm from your wife so I don't see any problem of using it to clean your own mess from my floor" I was shocked by the thaught, and also that such a beautiful woman would evan suggest such a thing.

"I'm waiting dirtbag, if there's a problem I could always call your Mistress again" Heather cautioned me as she dangled her expensive shoe from her toes as she twirled her ankle impatiently.

"No No Miss please not that, I'll do it" I blurted out, I'm not evan sure why but I didn't want Lori to know I couldn't follow a simple order, besides how bad could this be, I had already been utterly humiliated why would this be any worse, not to mention I was actually secretly being turned on by the humiliating abuse this sexy woman was dishing out, I just had to get over the sickening mental thaught of just how disgusting this was going to be.

"I'm still waiting dirtbag" she said once more although she now sensed I was going to do it she was just speeding up my thaught process.

I could stall no more and I slowly lowered my head to the slimey gooey mess. I intended to take a quick short lick just to find out how disgusting it was going to be but once I was within a couple of inches of the floor she placed the sole of her shoe on the back of my head and pushed my face down hard into my foul tasting cum.

"that's right dirtbag lick up that mess, show me what a peice of scum you are" I could here her laughing above me, her foot still firmly planted on my head actualy pushing my face around in the milky puddle.

I was not getting my first taste of my own sperm, it was every bit as gross as I imagined it would be. It seemed like I was stuck in the mess for hours but actually it was only minutes as after Heather tired of pushing my face around in it she ordered me to take two long swipes at it with my tongue and then she lifted her foot from my head.

"very good dirtbag, your going to make a fine slave, now finish licking my floor clean and then join me back in my office" Heather said with a giggle and then stepped over my prone body.

"ooowwww!" I yelped as a few seconds after stepping over me the pretty blonde lawyer reared back and delivered a full force kick with the side of her sheo to my bare ass catching me totally off guard.

"sorry dirtbag, but I did promise your Mistress a little pain" she giggled loudly

"oh and you are not to wash your face off until I tell you too" she added still laughing and using her foot to shove my legs out of her way so she could exit the bathroom.

She had kicked me hard enough to bring tears too my eyes and after I was sure she left I lifted my head, my gooey mess dripping from my face I turned to look at my stinging ass, she had kicked me so hard that there was a red outline of the instep of her shoe. I used my hand to rub away some of the pain and then lowered my face back to the floor too finish licking up my mess fearfull she might still be watching to make sure I obeyed her orders.

There was a time that I paid a woman hundreds of dollars to be humiliated but I knew now I had never gotten my moneys worth like I had just gotten from a gorgous woman who seemed to enjoy dishing it out as much as I enjoyed receiving it. A short time latter still naked and my face a sticky stained cover mess I found myself on my knees beside the woman who had just so thoroughly degraded me.

I was not told to kneel it just seemed appropriate, My presence had not yet even been acknowledged other than a little giggle from her upon seeing what a complete mess I was. She then went back to finishing reading over some documents she was looking at. After a few more minutes she reached into a desk drawer and pulled out a cloth and a can of shoe creme designed for polishing her expensive leather footwear.

"here, get under the desk and make yourself useful, I don't want any splatters of your disgusting jisim ruining my shoes" she said handing me the shoe cleaning items and moving her legs slightly for me to crawl under her desk.

Once I was huddled up under the desk she slipped off her heels saying she didn't want any of the creme on her silk stockings, this also allowed her to place her stocking feet on my back using me as her footrest. The sweet smell of her her delicate perfume mixed with a slight tint of her foot perspiration in my tight confined area was intoxicating, combining that with the feeling of her rubbing the soles of her stocking feet on my back and ass was making me very uncomfortable as my penis was trying to harden again although it was difficult given my crunched positioning.

I again tried very hard to surpress my sexual tension instead putting total concentration into polishing her fine leather pumps. I desperately wanted to please this vixen by giving her shoes the best cleaning they ever had, I loved and adored my now ex wife but I was becomming extremely attracted to this proffessional woman.

I had just a short time ago wiillingly signed up for a life of servitude to my ex thinking she would be the only woman I would ever find to give me the type of domination I so desperatelly craved but now I was thinking I acted to quickly. My hopes of starting a relationship with Heather were dashed slightly next when I next heard her make a phone call.

"hey baby it's me" her conversation began

"you are, umm you know the thaught of your hot sexy body at the gym getting all sweaty really gets me sooo hot" I heard her say into the phone seductively while at the same time her feet began to move more rapidly on my back and although I couldn't see from my crouched position I beleived she was pleasuring herself with her fingers.

Her seductive sexy conversation continued, occaissionally I could feel her toes curl on my back and sometimes I would receive an unexpected jab from her heel. At the moment I'm sure she didn't even consider me to be a human being, I was just a soft shoe shinning machine under her feet.

I found myself fantasizing what it would be like to be the lucky guy on the other end of the conversation although I was pretty happy right where I was, I just wanted the best of both worlds.

"uuummm, that was great baby, hey but what I was really calling for was to ask you if you'd like to meet me at Cody's later, I'm going to meet some friends, I think you'l like them" She said after winding down from a twenty minute phone tease conversation.

"great! I was thinking about nine, I have a new maid I have to go over some things with at my condo and then I'll be ready to go"

"ya I know I've been through several cleaning services, it's just so hard to find good help at minimum wage and you know I'm not cleaning it but I really have a feeling this maid will work out"

"Ok baby, I'll see you soon, love ya"

She hung up the phone and then gave my head a nudge with her foot.

"are you done with my shoes down there?" she asked not at all in the sexy tone she had used with her boyfriend.

"yes Miss" I answered quickly, I was pretty sure I had done a good job although it was hard to tell since there was little light and my eyes where only inches from the floor and her shoes.

"good, then get out from there I need you to do something" she replied back removing her feet from my back and allowing me to crawl out.

I was very sore from being crouched for so long and I tried to stretch out as I crawled from under her desk.

"go wash your face and get back here pronto!" she ordered thus allowing me to wipe my dried cum from my face.

"and wash out your filthy mouth, there's some mouthwash in the cabinet" she added as I walked to the bathroom.

I was back on my knees before her within ninety seconds excited by the thaught of what was comming next.

"did you was out your mouth dirtbag?" she asked

"yes Miss"

"your Mistress tells me she has taught you how to be somewhat pleasing to a woman with your tongue. I hahn't planned on using you for this but my boyfriend got me all worked up so you had better be as good as she says or I'm going to be really mad" Heather warned me

I had indeed spent numerous hours with my tongue in my ex wife's pussy as well as her ass and she had given coutless instructions as well as slaps when I got it wrong on how to please her so I was pretty confident I could please Heather but her stern warning made me a bit nervous.

I then looked on as the beautiful blonde woman slid her G-string down and kicked it off and then pointed to her pussy'

"please me dirtbag"

I went right to work just as I had been taught slowly circling her moist pussy to work her juices up. So far so good I thaught as she only applied light pressure to the back of my head still allowing me to move my tongue as I wished. Her moans intensified so I began darting my tongue into her hole, she let out a soft scream so I still knew I was on the right track. After a few more quick in and out movements I extended my tongue deeply inside her and flickered the tip, this is very uncomfortable and strenuous for me but Lori insisted it is esential in providing a woman the ultimate pleasure.

She was right because as my ex wife Heather began to convulse, her thighs tightened squeezing my head and her hand tried to press my face in even deeper. also like Lori she now grabbed a hanfull of my hair and yanked me in differnent directions. Although painfull for me I relaxed my neck allowing her to move my head around at her will which Lori had taught me is very important because at this point I am nothing more than a sex toy and as a man I could never be completely taught as to where to place my tongue myself.

After her first orgasam she held me in place only allowing me some quick gasps of air and then it was on to another orgasam. My ex wife's record was four in one session Heather was satisfied after two. She relaxed her thighs allowing me to pull back some but she kept her grip on my hair as I now cleaned her pussy hairs of any escaped juices.

"your Mistress has taught you well" she grinned pushing my head away and reclining back in her highback swivel chair to recoup.

"thank you Miss" I said happily, pleasing a woman in this way was one of the last bits of pride I had left as a man

"Let me see how you did on my shoes" she then ordered after taking a few minutes to wind down.

I retrieved her shoes from under the desk and held them up to her like idols with the soles resting on my palms. She smiled as she looked at the gleeming shine..

"and the soles?" she asked thinking she had caught me missing a spot but I was too well trained for that as I set one shoe down and with the polishing rag not daring to leave a smudge mark with my fingers I turned the shoe to show her the equally shined sole.

"I'm impressed and a bit jealous, your ex wife has trained you very well" Heather grinned

"perhaps she'l share me with you Miss" I replied rather brazenly causing her to lift an eyebrow mildly surprised by my statement

"perhaps, would you like that dirtbag?" She asked already knowing the answer

"oh yes Miss, very much" I said, if I had a tail it would be wagging

"well be carefull what you wish for slave, I can be quite the bitch and very demanding as can my boyfriend" she laughed

"yes Miss I understand" I replied bowing my head and not nearly as excited now that she mentioned her boyfriend, I just wanted a pretty dominant woman in my life but it seemed all of them came with an arrogant hot boyfriend who thaught of me as a wimp and their own personal doormat and lackey.

I do not really care for serving men but I've done so to stay in my ex wife's life, first it was Josh and then I had fantasies about Jen being my Mistress but of course Kevin was with her and now Heather came with a boyfriend also.

"well we better get you into your uniform" she grinned and then she retrieved a bag from her cradenza behind her.

"here you go, I hope it fits" she laughed lightly dropping the bag on the floor in front of where I remained kneeling.

I opened the bag and although I expected to see some kind of a servant outfit I did not expect what I found. I pulled out a plain grey dress, it was a scrub womans uniform included with white socks and white shoes and to top it off instead of underware a baggy pair of panties was included.

"is this really suppose to be my uniform?" I asked Heather who was looking down upon me with a grin

"of course it is dirtbag, your Mistress picked it out herself, just be happy I didn't give you the pink one, now hurry up and put it on youv'e got work to do and I've got some drinnking and dancing to get too" Heather ordered me while she wa slipping her shoes back on.

I did as she ordered and it really wasn't that bad, at least it fit, it was less humilating than being naked but then as we stood waiting for the elevator Heather looked at me and giggled.

"you know you really look ridiculous" so much for my self esteem



I followed her Lexus sport coup to her high rise luxuery condo and then met her at the elevator, there was another very attractive young black lady standing next to her as I made it across the parking lot from the visitor parking area.

"oh, you'll have to use the service elevator, domestics are not allowed on this elevator, it's unit 1509" Heather said, the service elevator was back on the other side of the parkng lot where I had parked.

The young black woman was doing her best to stiffle her laughter and before I had made it out of the lobby I heard her crack up.

"that has to be the ugliest maid I've ever seen" she told Heather as the two of them entered the elevator, I could here them both laughing even after the elevator doors closed, the security guard had also gotten a good laugh at my expense also..

I treked back accross the parking lot with no self esteem left at all and found the service elevator, fortunately no one was there. I arrived at her door several minutes later and rang the intercom. After making me wait nervously in the fancy hallway for several minutes she finally opened the door.

The condo was very nice with an awesome over the bay but it was a mess, I seriously doubted she ever picked up after herself.

"as you can see there is a lot of work to do, I've got to get ready so I'll just give you the basics. you should find everything you need in the utility room off the kitchen, that's where the washer and dryer are also, I don't have time to tell you exactly what I want done so let's just say I want it immacculate when I return. Oh and by the way Venessa from the elevator, she's looking for a weekly maid also and she told me if you could my place in one night she'd hire you in a minute so do a good job and it could mean some extra spending cash for your Mistress" Heather said bluntly and then turned and walked towards her room removing her blouse as she walked and dropping it on the floor near some other discarded clothing for the maid to pick up.

I took a deep breath and questioned what I had gotten myself into. I had fallen for Heather much the same as I did for Lori and I wanted to please her. I was a pretty good housekeeper as Lori rarely lifted a finger herself but our house had never been in such disarray.

By the time Heather had finished getting ready and walked back into the living room I had already picked up all the clothing that had been strewn about and a load was already in the wash. I had also picked up all the dishes cans and food containers and brought them to the kitchen.

"it looks better already dirtbag" Heather stated comming out of her room dressed much more casually in designer jeans, black heels and a low cut halter top.

"thank you Miss"

"but don't take that to mean I'm easily pleased, I still expect everything to be dusted, vacuumed,, the floors scrubbed, windows washed, toilettes scrubbed and so on" she quikly cautioned me.

"yes Miss, I understand, have a good time Miss" I replied as she picked up her car keys.

"beleive me I will, and I don't think any of us will give a second thaught about you here slaving away, ta ta" she laughed walking out the door.

Of course the first thing I had to do once she left was to check out her bedroom. It was a typical girly princess room, a big canopy white bed with a fluffy comforter and a lot of lace. Several stuffed animals layed on an overstuffed chair along with more dirty clothes, I had no idea how long it had been since her home had been cleaned but I was beginning to beleive she needed a full time maid.

After taking some gratuitous whiffs of her dirty panties, braws and nylons I set out to complete my task. For the three hours I worked non stopped like a cleaning tornado. It was now 11:30 and I only had one more load of laundry and the ironing to do.

That's when I was caught totally by surprise when the front door opened and in walked Heather and her boyfriend but worse than that they were followed in by Lori, Josh and the black woman I had seen earlier at the elevator who I was told was Venessa and her gentleman friend.

My jaw nearly hit the floor and I froze foolishly hoping I would not be noticed, to make matters even worse they all appeared to be drunk exspecially the ladies.

"hey honey there's our dirtbag, come over here dirtbag, let me take a look at my new slave" my ex wife said quite loudly and slurring her words some, I had not seen her this drunk in some time.

I was stunned as I turned beet red, how could she say such things in front of total strangers or was it possible they all now knew what the story was. I remained at the ironing board in a paralyzed form of shock.

"dirtbag! get over here your Mistress gave you an order!" Josh yelled at me in a really authoritive tone which frightened me from my shocked state and I rushed over to them, Josh was usually very abusive to me but even more so whenn he'd been drinking..

"yes Sir, I'm sorry Sir" I apologized while rushing to them only to be greeted with him grabbing my hair and snapping my head to look at him.

"I own you now wimp! It's now Master! You got that dirtbag!" Josh corrected me sternly and Lori. giggled.

"yes Sir I mean Master Master, yes Master I understand!" I blabbered out terrified.. This was not at all what I expected, I was not finding this enjoyable at all reguardless of how much I craved humiliation I was now reacting out of fear even more so than usual when Josh was in one of his macho moods.

Finally he let go of the vise like grip he had on my hair as Lori snuggled up next to him wrapping her arms around his waist and looking at me with a look of contempt.

"doesn't our slave look adorable in the outfit I picked out for him sweety" Lori asked her lover soon to be husband

"ya baby, it suits the sissy wimp" Josh answered her and then they embraced in a passionate open mouth kiss makng me feel even more awkward.

"let's not stand here in the foyer, please join me in my nice clean living room" giggled Heather

"it is the cleanest I've ever seen it babe our you telling me that wimp did all this in just one night?" Heather's 6'2" blonde boyfriend asked her.

"you bet Kenny, it was even worse tonight then when you seen it the other night" Heather responded while sitting down on the couch and tossing her small purse on the coffee table and kicking off her heels.

"take care of those dirtbag, your still the maid while your in my house" the pretty blonde lawyer barked out her order at me

"yes Miss of course" I shot into action picking up her shoes off the floor and her handbag from the table to take them to her room amongst the laughter from the others.

"it's sooo cool having a wimp housemaid, we've got to find us one baby" Heather giggled rubbing her hand across her boyfriends chest who was now seated next to her.

"you got that right, let me know where you find them and I'll take two for Cal and me,..hum hum dirtbag?" Venessa got into the act as her and her boyfriend sat down on the large sofa next to Heather and Kenny, her last words were to get my attention so she could hand my her handbag also.

At least she was kind enough to hand me her bag I thaught as I returned to retreive it from the beautifull dark skinned woman with short dark hair. I soon found out that she was no different from the other two women though as again I turned to go drop off their items in Heathers bedroom.

"ah dirtbag, the shoes too, my feet are killing me" she didn't have any reluctance in issueing orders and it made me beleive that she had been brought up in a wealthy famiily and was use to having servants at her beck and call as she actually seemed a little miffed that I hadn't automatically removed her shoes.

"oh yes of course Miss" I was now in full servile mode fully realizing my place and that there was nothing at the moment I could do to change it. I layed down the items I was carrying and knealt down to first unstrap the delicate ankle strap and then removed the dangerous looking stilletos from the nubian goddesses bare feet.

Her gorgous coffee colored toes spead out as they were released from the shoes and I could see her well cared for pretty feet must be sore noticing the reddish marks on her smooth heels and big toes, I could never understand why women put up with such pain just to wear fashionable stilletos.

"hey dirtbag, if your about done drooling over my girls feet you can take these off too" Cal, Venessa's handsome black boyfriend ordered pushing his black leather dress shoe under my chin, I guess I had spent a little too much time removing Venessa's shoes and Cal had made it unanimous, obviously no one here was going to have an issue ordering the wimp around.

"yes Sir, sorry Sir" my face reddened again after being caught admiring Venessa's pretty feet.

"you should have dirtbag give you a foot massage Venessa, I know I'm going to get one" Lori commented as her and Josh finally broke their french kiss and had taken their seats on the love seat while I was still ulacing Cal's shoes .

"me too" Heather spoke up which excited me, my ex wife's feet were very attractive but I had given her hundreds of massages the more the marrier was what I was thinking hoping Venessa would make it a trifecta, but while I was eagerly awaiting her reply I slipped off Cal's shoes.

Yuk, man feet, this was another reason I hated serving men as the odor from his moist sweaty black dress socks passed by my nose. I should have known not to have my face so close to his feet from my similar experiance in removing Josh's shoes.

"sure I'm game for a foot massage, can the wimps hands last through three massages?" Venessa asked and I quickly forgot about the odor that I was inhaleing while removeing Cal's second shoe.

"not to worry girlfriend, I've trained his tongue if his hands get tired" Lori giggled as did the rest

"I know that's true" Heather's giggle turned to a laugh

I was silently thrilled for the next few seconds until Josh decided he would just use the top of my head as a shoe horn to pop his boat shoes off. One after the other shoe fell in my lap and then much to the amusement of all those seated he proceeded to rub his big bare sweaty man feet all over my face and head

"ya our little wimp has a thing for feet, ain't that right dirtbag?" he asked with one last swoop of his bare sole right down the front of my face.

"yes Master" I replied meekly knowing he would want a response to his degrading comment and act. The one benifit to him doing that was that it tottaly killed the embarrassing erection that was forming under my dress after Venessa had agreed to a foot massage.

"well I've never had my feet tongue bathed before, it sounds interesting" Venssa added after the laughter subsided and I knew I had better move on quickly before my Master's foot odor wore off my face and my erection would pop up again. I gathered up all the shoes and slid my ex wife's slides from her feet when she stuck her legs out

"one more pair to go dirtbag" Kenny then spoke up not to be the only one left wearing shoes. He like Josh was wearing boat shoes and I slipped them off one at a time as he rested his feet on the coffee table. Intresting I thaught to myself, although his feet had a similar pugnet odor as Josh and Cal they were much smoother and cared for it even looked like he had his toenails professionally trimmed.

"is there a problem dirtbag?" he asked as I apparently had taken a moment too long looking at his feet after removing his shoes.

"n no Sir" I replied embarrassed

"I think he likes your feet baby, hell if I had a foot fetish I'd like your feet, they are kinda sexy and I love that you take care of them" Heather sort of whispered to him as she also placed her feet on the table crossing them at the ankles and snuggling up closer to her man.

"is that it dirtbag? you like my stinky feet" he then teased me and I had thaught he was the more conservitive one in the group.

"n n no Sir, I ah I mean there ok Sir" I was now embarrassed and flustered, I might offend him if I said I didn't like his feet but I certainly didn't want to admit they were the best looking male feet I had ever seen, it was all so confusing exspecially with all the others looking on with amused grins.

"I think you do, would you like to kiss my sweaty stinky sole" boy had I judged him wrong, he might be the most dominant of all the guys, but it was an understanding dominance, he knew I found his feet intriging but he also knew I craved humiliation, this made him different from Josh who would have just smashed his foot into my face forcing me to kiss it..

"do it asshole! Kiss his feetr!" Josh yelled at me

That was what I meant, Kenny was on the way to making me beg to kiss his foot which I was finding nervously exciting but Josh saw me as just a wimp slave to use.

"ah yes Master, I'm sorry" at least I could do it now because my Master ordered it if that was any consolation, the truth was that I really did want to kiss his foot, just out of curiosity of the taste, I was struggling with the question, does this make me gay? No, it wasn't that I liked women although I pretty much knew my sex life would only consist of using my tongue and not on a man as that idea still disgusted me.

No this was more than just the fact that his feet were more attractive than most mens feet it was about him and Heather, they were more mature and worldly, they seemed to understand why I was like I was and how they could use that to beifit them but at the same time have some consideration of what I was feeling. If I was to be a couples slave I wanted them as my Masters.

Josh and my ex wife didn't understand me in this way, Josh was still a childish spoiled punk who looked at me as some kind of a freak that he could use and abuse at will and Lori was never really into the scene but she was a greedy coniving woman who always wanted more than I could give her and now that Josh had given her that she now looked at me with contempt, nothing more than dirt under her feet, a toy that she could amuse herself with and make her popular with her friends.

I was realizing this for the first time as I fell to my knees to kiss the foot of this soft spoken masterful man. I placed my lips to his moist sole, the order wasn't that bad mainly because Heathers bare feet were only inches away and I could smell the same purfumed perspiration that I had experianced early in the day while under her desk.

"there now that wasn't so bad was it? Later after you finish serving the ladies I'll let you lick off all that dried foot sweat" he grinned and Heather winked at me as if to tell me she knew I wanted to be there slave.

"all those shoes need to be cleaned before we leave dirtbag" my ex wife instruted me once I gathered them all up.

"yes Mistress" I replied and took them to the laundy room where I could clean them later instead of Heather's room.

"should we get down to the foot massages?" Heather asked, Vennesa and Lori quickly agreed.

Lori and Heather agreed to let Venessa be first which was fine with me although I had no choice in the matter. I took my position on my knees before the black couple and instantly went to work on the heels of Venessa's sore feet being very gentle around sores created by her stilettos.

"uuumm this is heaven, they aught to have this service at the club" Venessa sighed while closing her eyes and laying back into her boyfriends arms.

After Venessa I moved on to Heather while the three couples passed a joint around to help them wind down. It was difficult to keep my penis from stiffining while massaging these pretty ladies feet but I had so farbeen successfull and I had to maintain because unlike Heather who was amused by it and found a way to stimulate me even more through humiliation and even allowed me to eventually cum Josh would never allow that, he would more likely slap me around until it went away.

This is what I saw in Heather and Kenny, they understood I had needs also and they knew they could use those needs to entertain themselves and by allowing me to experiance my need for more intimate humiliation it made me all that more eager to please them whereas with Josh and Lori my needs meant nothing, it was all about them and what they wanted, I hadn't realized this until I met Heather and now her boyfriend.

The whole time I massaged Heather's lovely feet Kenny kept his bare soles near my face, the couples were basiclly ignoring me caught up in there own conversations but occassionally Heather would touch my face with her big toe and nudge it slightly so I would look at her boyfriends soles, she and he would then give me a little grin, they were teasing me and it was getting me excited.

Fortunatlly for me just as me cock began to harden Lori said it was her turn. I was able to scoot over on my hands and knees without anyone noticing my growing buldge. My ex wifes feet still excite me also but I was able to contain my excitement by looking at Josh occaissionally.

I really didn't like him, I had only agreed to this bizzarre arrangement to be able to continue to serve Lori and because I felt trapped, I had already signed over everything I owned to Lori and I didn't want to be out in the street penniless. Suddenly my ears perked up when out of the blue Kenny asked Josh and Lori

"would you two ever consider selling your slave?"

"hadn't really thaught about it Kenny, you'd actually want to buy this piece of shit" Josh laughed while shoving my head with his stinky bare foot nearly toppleing me over.

"maybe, Heather and I were talking at the bar and she really needs a full time maid, the cleaning service companies refuse to come here anymore" Kenny said half jokingly teasing Heather about how messy she could be.

I continued working on my ex wife's feet but my attention was on te conversation as the couples discussed the sale of me like I was cattle. Then Venessa got in on it.

"Look if your serious about this I'd like to put a bid in, I could use a well trained slave"

"what do you think babe, we could use some cash for the honeymoon, and to tell you the truth I've always thaught it was kinda freaky having him around, I mean he's fun to kick around but now that we've taken everything from him why not get some cash for him" Josh's words were music to my ears, I knew Lori would go along with him eventually and I would miss her but I really wanted to belong to Heather and Kenny or even Venessa although I really knew nothing about her.

"how much are you all talking about?" Lori asked and I knew this was for real now

"that depends, we could always share him Venessa, we live in the same building" Heather suggested they go in together

"half a slaves cool with me" Venessa replied with a grin really liking the idea.

"what do you think he's worth?" Cal then asked Josh and Lori who took a minute to confer with each other

[bufan]

wouaw !!! great story, thank You Miss Clinton !!!

[livingfurniture]

I must say, milady, you have a wonderfuly exquisite imagination.

[tiptoe_on_my_twolips]

Ms Clinton
That hit really Close to home.. Now I have to find a Lawyer who is willing to let me sign over all my assets legally..

Your writing is insperational, I cannot wait to see if I can emulate it in real life.

Keep Your ceative juices flowing.

Thanks

[toejam]

Miss Clinton the story was written by whitedog_34250 on CW yahoogroup he is a great writer I also love this story and his others as well thank you for posting it

[Miss_clinton]

Originally posted by tiptoe_on_my_twolips
Ms Clinton
That hit really Close to home.. Now I have to find a Lawyer who is willing to let me sign over all my assets legally..

Your writing is insperational, I cannot wait to see if I can emulate it in real life.

Keep Your ceative juices flowing.

Thanks


Guys...I did not write this story..I liked it..so i have posted it here.

:)

[Toes1622]

I thought it was going to be a decent story until the homosexual stuff. That stuff does NOTHING for me.

[Miss_clinton]

Originally posted by Toes1622
I thought it was going to be a decent story until the homosexual stuff. That stuff does NOTHING for me.

Lets just say.. it has something for everyone.

[aussiefootslave]

FANTASTIC story!!!! is there anymore to it it seemed to end mid sentence???

[Miss_clinton]

Originally posted by aussiefootslave
FANTASTIC story!!!! is there anymore to it it seemed to end mid sentence???

You are right... It has..but that is how it was when I found it.

How come you have stopped writing? Your story 'a foot slave forever' is still one of my all time fevs. You should continue with it.

[aussiefootslave]

Hi Mistress Clinton thank you for your kind words but i did not actually write A footslave forever i copied it from an early leg tease magazine for all to enjoy, i did post the whole story here i hope you got it all, thanks for posting this story Wade

[Miss_clinton]

Originally posted by aussiefootslave
Hi Mistress Clinton thank you for your kind words but i did not actually write A footslave forever i copied it from an early leg tease magazine for all to enjoy, i did post the whole story here i hope you got it all, thanks for posting this story Wade

Then may be you should try your hand at writing.. or post some more from that mag.

:D :D

[Darwin]

From the same author another story:

Jocks Rule

It was a typical Monday afternoon for me as I picked up the empty beer cans and pizza boxes in Josh's off campus apartment. Everyone refers to it as Josh's apartment even though I pay the rent and when allowed sleep in the smaller second bedroom. Last night I was not allowed as Josh had a high school buddy visiting from out of town and they along with several other of Josh's friends spent the day watching football leaving the place a mess while I spent the day working at one of my three jobs and the evening in the library doing research for one of Josh's papers as well as my own studying before sleeping in my car.

Josh was a big man on campus, the popular good looking quarterback, the girls adored him, the school president loved the way his talented play had brought notaritaty back to the college, he could do no wrong. I on the other hand was his lackey, which most people seem to know me as, I had went to high school with him where I was more like his sidekick but half way through our freshman year where we were roomates in the dorm Josh had made many new friends as his poularity began to grow and he began treating me less as a friend and more like his errand boy as his busy schedule with football, school and dating left him little time to run his own errands.

After our freshman year we were allowed to leave the dorm and it was actually my idea we find an apartment as I was becoming a joke at the dorm and I figured if we shared an apartment I could hang onto my minimal popularity by association. He wasn't so sure about the idea but when I offered to pay all the rent he agreed. I hadn't seen much of him that summer and when we returned to school early the next year Josh took charge right from the start.

He called me a week before we were suppose to go back "hey Tim, you found us an apartment yet?" he asked me "ya, Josh, I think you'll like it, it's only ten minutes from campus, they have two pools, a weight room and allot of babes" I said trying to win some browine points with him, he kinda chuckled and said "sounds good, I've got to go down a few days earlier for football orientation, I'll probably get a motel room, why don't you stop at my house and pick up my stuff on your way down" "ah ya sure Josh, no problem" I replied.

That next weekend I had a busy day as I loaded all my stuff into my pickup said goodbye to my parents and then went
cross town to the more affluent part of our small town to get Josh's stuff. Even Josh's parents an atractive couple in their early forties knew me as their son's somewhat lackey as they offered little help in loading the truck instead standing back and directing me as to which items Josh wanted to go.

After I had the truck loaded Josh's mom, a very athletic looking strawberry blonde did offer me a bottled water as she said "now were relying on you to take good care of Josh Tim. he's got allot on his plate with his football scholarship and all, please try to be helpfull to him" she was obviouslly just looking out for her son but she was regarding me as kind of his servant but showig her the respect she deserved I replied "ah yes sure Ms. Collins, I'll look out for him"

I then made the long eight hour trip south to school. I was beat when I arrived that evening and met Josh at the apartment, he had picked up the keys to the apartment earlier and just like him he had already hooked up with one of the fine looking coeds also renting there. I found them both sitting in the living room of the apartment I had rented furnished since neither of us owned any furniture.

They didn't bother getting up as I entered carrying two of his boxes "their he is, Janet this is Tim" Josh said interducing me to the gorgous dark haired sophmore coed "hi Tim, I'm Janet, I live a few doors down with my roomates Tammy and Cindy" "It's ah It's nice to meet you" I said meekly taken aback by her awesome beauty. I was rather meek and shy nothing like Josh's smooth personality and her attention immeadiately went back to Josh as he said "I'm taking that room, so you can put my stuff in there" pointing to the larger of the two rooms the one with a private bathroom and then he added "Janet and I are going to catch a movie so I guess you'll be going to bed after you unload, you start your job tomarrow don't you?"

"ah ya Josh, at six AM" I replied a bit dissapointed he was leaving me to unload while he went out on a date but that was just like him and I did start my first of two jobs I had already lined up, the one I had tomarrow was as a maintenance worker at a private country club in town, the second job was as a waiter at an upscale resturant. I'd be working between thirty and forty hours a week with about sixty percent of my pay going towards rent and utilities. Josh didn't have to work as since I was picking up the rent and his parents gave him a sizeable amount of money to live on.

So that's how it started, it was clear Josh was going to make the rules which I had expected but my mistake was giving in to easy to his demands which made it extremely easy for him to make even more demands. I rarely saw Josh over the next few weeks, classes hadn't started yet but I was busy at my jobs and he was either at football practice or out on a date. The housework in the apartment had clearly been left up to me as every time I returned home from a long day dirty glasses, plates and even clothes littered the apartment.

At first I just let the lie around but when it became clear he wasn't abut to pick up after himself I couldn't live that way being somewhat of a neat freak and I began cleaning up on a daily basis. Then one afternoon I found a note on my door 'I'm bringing home a date tonight so put a little extra in your cleaning and don't forget my room this time. I've also left some laundry in my room you can do it with yours tonight. Don't come home until after four am, I don't want you walking in on us and spoiling the mood, Josh'

I had to read the note three times before I beleived it, he was treating me like his slave or something, I liked Josh and being his roomate did have it's advantages as I was being recognized by many students on campus, exspecially the girls who I realized were just trying to use me to meet Josh, but at least they knew my name. I decided to go ahead and do as he asked thinking maybe he'd realize I was good to have around as I knew he was considering joining a fraternity.

Things went downhill fr me after that as Josh really started becoming accustomed to having his own servant. Cleaning his room and doing his laundry became a regular duty for me and as weeks turned into months I found myself no longer even questioning his demands as I always just ended up doing as he wished anyways.

Now were back to the present some four months after arriving back at school as I filled the trash bag with his and his jock friends garbage, I still had his laundry to do and his football cleats to polish for the last game of the season before heading off to my night job at the resturant.

I had just filled the duffel bag with his dirty laundry and was about to get mine when he walked in with Sara, a stunning long blond hair blue eyed freshman who Josh really mustv'e liked because he had been seeing her for almost two weeks now, practically a record for him, he still dated other girls but him and Sara had allot in common as both came from upper middle class families.

"hey faggot, how's it going?" he laughed and I blushed embarrassed, I hated him calling me that, I wasn't even queer but I also never dated and one of his buddies had called me a faggot a couple of weeks ago and Josh just kinda picked up on it. Sara had heard him call me that before but I was still humiliated by him calling me a faggot in front of her. I sucked it up and meekly replied "ok Josh, I was just going to do the laundry"

I felt uncomfortable as both of them snuggled up to each other as they flashed their arrogant grins at me "shouldn't he really be calling you sir babe? Afterall he cleans your place, does your laundry, even shines your shoes, you'd think he could at least show you some respect" Sara giggled, she was really a bitch as I recalled meeting her for the first time a couple of months ago before they started dating, she was a member of one of the most popular sororities and since she was grandfathered in because her mother had been a member she didn't have to pledge.

It was hell week for the pledges and her sorority was having a party and of course Josh had been invited and he actually invited me to o along with him, he didn't always treat me like shit at least not a month ago. I remember standing in a corner being ignored by most everyone as I watched Sara put a few pledges through their paces. She made one girl kneel on all fours as she and her then date used her back as a footstool while having a second pledge kneel next to them holding her drink and an ashtray.

I remember actually becomming excited by the scene not even thinking that just weeks later I'd be the one at her mercy. "hum, you may have something there Sara, I should get a little respect, you here that faggot! From now on you'll address me as Sir, you got that!" he demanded half grinning as Sara continued to giggle. I was now a deep shade of red, what could I do, he'd probably kick my ass if I disagreed, which would be even more degrading so I meekly said "yes Sir" Both of them laughed but Josh wanted me to say it louder as he said "what was that faggot, I couldn't here you?" "yes Sir!" I replied much louder. "that's better, and you can refer to Sara as Miss Sara you got that?" I hung my head but clearly said "yes Sir"

"good, now go fetch us a couple of beers before you go" he ordered as the two of them plopped down on the couch. I came back with two beers and watched as Sara whispered into Josh's ear bringing a grin to his face as both of them looked at me as she was whispering making me even more uncomfortable than I already was, then Josh said "kneel faggot" Sara giggled as he gave his order it was obviously her idea.

I just wanted the ordeal to be over with so I hit my knees at their feet "good faggot, now hold the beers out" Josh ordered and as I did they each grabbed one as Josh added "this is the way you'll serve me and my guests from now on" "yes Sir" I replied to what seemed like a never ending list of from now ons. They each took a sip from their beers as I remained on my knees "get me an ashtray faggot" Sara ordered not at all shy about degading me like some other girls Josh dated. I brought her an ashtray as she pulled out a cigarette and tossed her lighter on the coffee table ordering me "give me a light" I picked up the lighter and presented her a light, she inhaled and then exhaled a big puff of smoke into my face causing me to cough.

Finnally Josh said "get the laundry and get out of here, and make sure my cleats are shined up real good, I want to look sharp for our last game" "yes Sir" I said dejectedly and picked up the laundry and left. I didn't like Sara but there was nothing I could do about it as Josh really had a thing for her.

Three weeks later Josh was still dating Sara now almost exclusivelly. Several more from now ons had become part of my regomin. It was the start of the college bowl games and the Christmas holidays were around the corner and mid terms were comming up. It was an extremely busy time at least for me.

I was busy in the kitchen preparing some dips for Josh and his friends as several guys were coming by later to watch the first of the bowl games, being from a 1AA school our season was over even though Josh led the team to a 10-2 season the best in years. I didn't here him enter but soon heard him bellow "Two beers out here faggot!" I jumped at his voice and quickly grabbed two cold beers poured them into ice cold mugs and set them on the serving tray and headed out to the living room.

He and Sara were on the couch making out as I walked over and knealt holding the tray out to them with my head bowed. They ignored me and soon my arms began to ache as I held the tray out. Some five minutes later they released their lip lock and took the beers from the tray and I was able to drop my arms letting the blood flow again which felt like tiny needles poking into my arms.

Josh extended his foot towards me and that was my single to unlace his sneakers and remove his shoes which I did only to have Sara also extend her foot to have her sneakers removed. She then tucked her legs beneath her as she snuggled up to Josh running her finely manicured fingers through his hair.

"how you comming on your chores faggot?" Josh asked enjoying the feel of Sara's fingers "good Sir, both bathrooms have been scrubbed, I finished typing both yours and Sara's papers, I finished your Christmas gift wrapping, your allagator boots have been conditioned and polished, your bed has fresh sheets and I was just finishing up the dips for you and the guys" I spoke with my head bowed and then continued having almost forgotten "oh and your mom called and said they had to put off their visit until the weekend before Christmas as they got a better deal on a Christmas cruise"

"well I guess that screws up your plans to go home for Christmas faggot" Josh said and my lowered head popped up "but Sir my parents are expecting me" I complained as I looked at them both grinning with those damn arrogant grins of theirs. "get those eyes back on the floor! Don't you be disrespecting me boy!" Josh demanded using his socked foot to push my head back down.

"you'll just have to change your plans, or you can invite them here, my parents our anxious to see how youv'e been taking care of me and if your not here who the hell is going to cook and serve dinner" Josh said and I could here Sara giggle, she loved the way her boyfriend dominated me. Ya, great idea I thaught to myself, invite my parents over so they could see what a complete wimp I had become, like that was going to happen.

No sooner had I put that idea from my mind when Sara said "hey baby that might be a great idea, I can invite my folks also why don't we make him invite his parents, it'll be a riot watching him serve us in front of his own mom and dad" she laughed cruelly and my heart started beating rapidly, what a bitch she was. I knew what was comming as Josh said "alright babe, sounds good, so that's what your going to do faggot, I want your parents here also" he was not use to me argueing with his orders but I tried to make a stand.

"please Sir, not that, I'll change my plans but please don't make me invite them here" it wasn't really argueing but more of me begging him but in my panic I had lifted my eyes again and the next thing I knew his foot swung up catching me under the chin and knocking me onto my back, he then jumped off the couch and kicked me twice more in the ribs and then placed his socked foot over my nose and mouth pushing down and squishing my nose under his sole. "kick his ass baby!" I heard Sara exclaim excitedly.

Josh twisted his foot on my face as he glared down at me "what did I tell you about lifting your eyes faggot!, And I'm not in the mood for you sissy ass begging, I gave you an order and that's final! Now you'll call your parents no later than tomarrow and invite them and you had better damn well convince then to come or I'm really going to kick your wimp ass!" I was in fear and began to cry as I tried to say "yes Sir" but with his foot pressed down hard on my face all I could do was mumble.

"what was that faggot, I can't here you,.. kiss my foot!" Sara was now laughing hysterically as I frantically tried to smother the bottom of his filthy sweat sock with kisses. He let up on the pressure some ordering "lick it wimp! Lick the dirt off my sock!" I was at an all time low as I pushed my tongue through my teeth and attempted to wiggle it against the dirty odorous sock. He mustv'e liked the feeling because he lifted his foot a little more alllowing my tongue to make full passes along his sole. I could now taste his foot sweat as the dirt began disolving on my tongue.

Both of them were now laughing as tears continued rolling from my eyes. A few minutes later he switched feet and a few minutes after that he gave me one more kick in the ribs ordering "enough faggot! Now crawl over to Sara and kiss her feet and thank her for even being kind enough to allow your parents in the same room as ours"

Quite a spin he had put on it, I was now suppose to be gatefull to be allowed to be humiliated in front of my parents but his little rage had terrified me and I wasted no time getting back to my hands and knees and crawling to his grinning girlfiend. She was loving this, it was because of her that Josh had a groveling lackey and he didn't have to lift a finger to do anything which is probably why this relationship lasted as long as it did, they were two of a kind.

As I crawled to her socked feet she let out another giggle as Josh gave me a firm kick in the ass telling me I wasn't moving fast enough. I fell to my belly at the foot of the couch beneath the eighteen year old she devil. Sara who was still curled up on the couch extended her jean covered legs and placed her socked feet on my head pushing my face into the carpet. "that's right faggot, grovel before before me" she giggled rubbing her feet on my head.

She left her feet on my head for several minutes as Josh sat back down next to her resting his feet on my ass. I was now their human footstool. I couldn't see but I could hear them making out again as I laid helplessly beneath their feet. A few minutes later Sara pulled her feet off my head saying "you haven't kissed my feet yet faggot" Josh didn't remove his feet so I had to push myself up on my elbows and lean my head back extremely uncomfortable as Sara placed the sole of her socked foot in my face. "lick it faggot" she snickered and I did the best I could to to lick her sole as she teased me by moving her foot around making me struggle to follow it.

They had been at the mall all mourning and Sara's socks were almost as dirty as Josh's as she finally placed her foot back in my face allowing my tongue to lick the dirt and loose lint off. I had definatelly sunk to a new low and after Sara was satisfied all the loose dirt had been removed from both her socks she rested her heels on my arched head telling me to stay put. My neck was aching as the two of them sipped their beer snickering at my predicament for several minutes before they both removed their feet as Josh ordered "get out of here and go finish the snack tray"

I was more than happy to leave them and as I got up Josh said "wait faggot!" I stopped dead in my tracks thinking what now as he then said "where's my paycheck?" This had started about three weeks ago when Josh had found me a third job cleaning the locker rooms after sporting events, it was a disgusting job and I hated it but he insisted I take it because it paid fairly well and since he found it for me he decided he was entitled to seventyfive percent of my pay, it had started at ninty percent but I somehow conviced him I should get at least twentyfive percent and I was shocked when he agreed.

He really didn't need the money as his folks gave him more than enough but it was another way of proving who was boss. "I ah I'm sorry Sir, I ah I didn't have a chance to cash it yet" I studdered out, he and Sara both grinned and then Josh said "I told you I wanted to be paid every Thursday and what is today faggot" a silly question I thaught I had already tried to explain but I played his game "Thursday Sir" "that's right faggot, it's Thursday and I want my money so you had better make sure I have it before midnight...oh and I've changed my mind on the amount" he looked at Sara and chuckled before continuing "I want onehundred and ten percent so I get the whole check plus another ten percent for allowing you to work for me"

They both got a good laugh out of that and I was already to degraded and tired to argue as I just hung my head and said "yes Sir" They grinned at each other realizing they had completely boken me and then he dismissed me back to my chores. Thankfully I was dismissed before his jock friends arrived to get his money and go to my night job at the resturant, and since I had to work until closing at two AM he tacked on another ten percent as a late fee, so much for me buying many nice Christmas gifts exspecially since he and Sara decided we would all exchange gifts and they expected something nice.

Another week passed and mid terms were over allowing most students to relax and kick back for the three week break. Not for me however as I seemed to be working non stopped between my jobs, Josh's, Sara's and my own last minute Christmas shopping as well as getting the apartment ready for the dinner party, something I wasn't looking foreward to as my parents had agreed to come and without giving allot of details I tried to explain that I was making dinner and I insisted on serving which of course was not true but I was trying to prepare them for what my be a shock to them.

Josh wasn't overly concerned with the apparance of the apartment as he was spending much of his winter break on the golf course with the free passes he insisted I get for him and his buddies, being in the south they were getting some nice weather for it. Sara on the other hand wanted everything perfect and since she had all but moved in with Josh she was at the apartment frequently.

Every free moment I had in between my jobs I spent scrubbing floors, washing windows, dusting and vacuuming under her direction. The day then finally arrived as Josh's parents and Sara's parents were going to be staying at the plush Hilton Inn my parents who couldn't afford such luxury were staying at the discount motel. Even though all our parents were arriving at similar times Josh demanded I accompany him and Sara to meet their parents before I went to greet my own parents.

They rode together in Sara's BMW which was gleeming as I had spent last night washing and waxing it as I followed behind in my beat up pickup. I was very nervous not knowing what to expecct as I knew Josh's parents were aware I was somewhat of a lackey to their son so they would expect to see me in a subserviant role but I had never met Sara's parents but if they were anything like her they would probably find slave like devotion amusing also.

We arrived at perfect timing as Josh's parents had just arrived in their sharp looking Lexus and Sara's parents were just getting out of their silver Mercedez coup. Sara's parents much like Josh's were a very sucessful attractive couple in their early forties. Josh and Sara went to meet their parents and make the interductions as I meekly trailed behind carrying the two Christmas Poinsettas that Sara had me buy to brighten up their suites.

I watched from several feet away as they all hugged and exchanged greetings, they all seemed so happy and my thaughts went to my parents who were now probably checking into their tiny motel room with no one to meet them and of course no flowers. I was brought out of my sad thaughts by Josh's mom who said "and how are you Tim? What pretty plants, are those for us?" "ah yes Ms. Collins, Sara felt they would help brighten your rooms" I replied "oh how sweet of you dear" she then said to Sara giving her another hug.

"it was nothing, I'm happy you like them" Sara responded to her and it was nothing as it was me who went and bought them. "I guess we should get checked in" Josh's dad said and Sara's dad was about to pull one of their suitcases from the trunk when Josh said "don't bother Ron, I'll have Tim come down and get your bags after you get checked in" Sara's mom and dad grinned at me and then her dad said "ok Josh, thanks" "no problem Ron" Josh responded and the six of them began walking towards the lobby with me trailing behind carrying the plants.

They checked in and even though the plush hotel offered bellman service they declined and went to their suites. Their rooms were side by side and each was the same, huge two room suites and as I set down a plant in each room Josh waisted no time in saying "go get the bags Tim" as it was now second nature to me I didn't even realize I was saying it as I responded with "yes Sir" but seeing everyones amused grins I realized how foolish I mustv'e looked at that moment calling Josh Sir but since grins was all I got instead of surprize told me they all knw at least somewhat of our unique relationship.
I blushed and immeadiatelly headed down to their cars after each father gave me their keys.

Luckily I found a luggage dolly so I wouldn't have to make four or five trips, again my thaughts went to my parents who were in their late forties and nowhere as attractive or half as fit as Sara's and Josh's having to lug their own luggage out of their car while I was busy acting as a bellboy for Josh's and Sara's.

I unloaded the Nolan's bags first as their door was open but they were all in the Collin's suite, I then went into that suite as the door was also open. They were all seated on the ample couches and chairs chatting, like Josh and Sara their parents also seemed to have much in common and they were quickly becomming friends, I knew my parents were going to feel out of place with these successful well heeled couples.

"why thank you Tim is it" Sara's mom said to me as I pulled Josh's parents bags from the dolly "yes Ms Nolan, your welcome" I responded to the slim woman with short blond hair that highlighted her soft attractive face "would you mind going down and getting me a bottled water, that was such a long ride" the woman added and before I could respond Josh's dad added "I could sure use a cold beer myself" Josh then said "you could probably get a six pack for what they charge for a single beer here dad, you both have refridgerators I'll just have him run down to the grocery down the block, he can stock the fridges and get some snack trays"

"great honey, if he doesn't mind" Josh's mother grinned knowing full well it didn't matter if I minded or not. Josh's dad then handed me a hundred dollar bill saying "try to hurry back ok Tim" I hung my head as I took the money saying "yes Sir" it just seemed to be appropriate at this point. Just as I was about to leave Sara said "Tim, bring us up some waters first so we don't have to wait" I just nodded again embarrassed before their parents, at least she didn't call me faggot, probably thinking that might be a bit much for her parents to swallow.

I brought back up a six pack of bottled waters and then headed to the grocery store as they continued getting to know each other. I brought back beer, wine, waters and meat and vegatable snack trays and loaded up the small refridgerators in each of their rooms being ignored by them as they were still talking and enjoying each others company. Then I served drinks and passed one of the snack trays around at Josh's order "my my, your quite the little shopper arnd't you Tim" Sara's mom grinned admiring the fancy order'v tray I presented. I just blushed to ashamed to even respond, there was no doubt left on what my role was with their son and daughter.

"I guess you had better go say hello to your parents Tim" Josh finnally said knowing I had been wanting to "thank you Sir" I foolishly responded but once again it just came natural for me to respond to him in such a manor. "tell them we said hello Tim" Josh's mom said as I was leaving "yes of course Ms. Collins" I responded beginning to really dread what would happen tomarrow when we all got together for dinner.

I headed out of the plush resort to the less impressive side of town where my folks were staying, I did have one more Poinsetta left although it was the smaller of the three as Sara had chosen who was to get which. I pulled into the motel, quite modest to the luxury resort I had just left. My parents were sitting on the only two well worn chairs in their small room. I set down the plant and hugged my mom and shook my dads hand. My parents were hard working blue collar people the kind of people Josh's and Sara's parents loved as employees in their buisnesses.

I sat down on the hard bed as we chatted, to make matters even worse for tonight my mom explained how she had just been laid off at the factory she had worked at for years. I was also trying to prepare them for what they might see tonight without stating the obvious that I was basically Josh's and Sara's slave although they both already knew Josh had bullied me for years I'm sure they had no idea to the extent it had gone.

We had a pleasent conversation although I had to cut it short because I had much to do before tomarrows dinner, I had some of Josh's and Sara's dry cleaning to pick up, some last minute grocery shopping and the orderv's to prepare, my mom offered to help but I knew they were tired from their long drive and insisted they relax. Josh and Sara on the other hand had the rest of the evening to spend with their parents, the three men had talked about trying to get in nine holes of golf at the resort before it got dark while the ladies talked about going to the resort spa to get massages, manicures and pedicures.

I worked until about ten PM getting everthing ready only to have Josh and Sara walk in slightly intoxicated. "Faggot! Get out here!" I heard Sara call out as I had just gone to bed. I quickly came out to see what she was moaning about. She was standing at the table I had set for tomarrow. "this won't do at all" she said as I walked into the dining area "what's wrong Miss Sara" as I now was required to address her "I'm not going to have our parents all crammed up at this table, you need to set up the card table for yourself and your parents, you know like a kiddy table" she chuckled.

My jaw dropped, wasn't it bad enough they had to degrade me but now she couldn't even show my parents a little dignity, sure it was tight quarters as the dinning room table was really only designed to comfortably seat six but it wasn't that cramped, however when they were drinking I found it best not to argue with them and meekly said "yes Miss Sara, as you wish" "yes, as I wish, your such a good little ass kisser" she laughed patting me on the head like you would a dog.

Both of them then headed off to Josh's room leaving me to rearrange the settings while they went to screw. This was a good thing for me as several times after they had been out drinking they would spend a good hour tormenting me before going to screw.

It was near impossible for me to sleep that night worring about how the dinner would go and before I knew it six am rolled around and I had to get up and get started. The apartment needed a final cleaning and then I had to start preparing the turkey and ham. I had to clean quitely not daring to wake them and piss them off, I knew they would probably sleep until at least ten. Our parents were all due to arrive at two pm.

When Josh and Sara did get up at around ten thirty I served them orange juice and coffee and they just lounged around for two more hours while I continued working. They then took a long shower together while I made Josh's bed and tidied up his room and then his bathroom after they were done. I managed to get a quick shower in although they had used up most of the hot water during their fortyfive minute lovemaking shower.

Their parents arrived first all coming together as I heard them enter while I was in the kitchen, my heart rate sped up as I thaught 'here we go' and moments later it started "Tim, we need some drinks out here" Josh called out and out I walked to begin my serving duties. "what an adorable apron!" Sara's mom said as she saw me, I had forgotten I was wearing the pink frilly apron that Sara had given me a few weeks ago as a joke but it was the only apron I had and I didn't want to spill anything on my clothes. I couldn't ven respond as I turned bright red.

"say didn't you have an apron like that honey?" she asked her daughter who was grinning at my embarrasment "it is mine mom, I gave it to him since he does all the cooking anyways" Sara said to her mom while continuing to grin at me "is that so, it seems like he does most of the work around here, doesn't that bother you Tim?" her voice was pleasent as she questioned me and I nervously cleared my throat saying "oh ah it's ah it's not that bad" I felt a bead of sweat forming on my forehead as she continued "well I know my daughter is quite spoiled, I hope she's not to hard on you" "oh ah no ah not at all Ms. Nolan" I shuffled my feet as I answered "Cindy, your embarassing the boy, wy don't you let him get our drinks" Sara's father half chuckled "oh ok I was just curious honey"

That was a releif it was really getting uncomfortable for me, I took everyones drink orders and returned shortly after to serve them along with some appetizers. I then excused myself to go back and check on the food although no one really seemed to care. A short while later my parents arrived, Josh let them in telling them I was busy in the kitchen. I walked out a few moments later while Josh was interducing them to everyone, at least he did that much but then he sat back down next to Sara leaving my parents no where to sit, I quickly grabbed two of the card table chairs for them and asked them if they cared for a drink.

Josh's mom lifted her empty wine glass in my direction indicating she wanted another and just so I wouldn't have to be told I asked if anyone else needed a refill. There were several yes' and I went to get refills and my parents drinks. I was no longer wearing that silly apron and fortunatelly no one mentioned it. I couldn't have been gone for more than five minutes when the news I hoped was not going to get out was already being discussed as I re entered with the tray of drinks "that's too bad Martha, youv'e worked there for quite awhile haven't you" Josh's mom was saying to mine.

"more than ten years" my mom answered her "that's so sad, Ron and I had to lay off several workers ourselves a few months ago, this economy needs a good boost" Sara's mom said which seemed to me a rather arrogant comment but maybe I was being to sensitive. As I lowered the tray to Josh's mom Laura she took her drink and a thaught seemed to pop into her head and she said "Wayne, why don't we offer the job to Martha, we've known her for years" "I don't know if she would be interested but sure I don't have a problem with that" Josh's dad replied to his wife.

I felt ashamed when Laura then said "Martha, we've been looking for a housekeeper for some time now, we've been using one of those services but there not very reliable and to be honest they just don't do a very good job" "oh I hear that, I asked our girl to actually scrub the kitchen floor and she thaught I had lost my mind" Sara's mom interjected with what I felt was another rather arrogant comment but no one else felt it was out of place as Laura responded "tell me about it, try asking them to hand wash your delcates" she chuckled and continued "so what do you think Martha, I'm sure we can match your old wages and provide some benifits."

I was humiliated for my mother but my parents who I know relied on two paychecks as well as needing medical benifits seemed happy for the offer. "well you know I have not done that kind of work before Laura" My mom said "I've seen your house Martha, if you keep our house half as clean as yours I'd be happy, and I know your a hard worker" my mom was a fanatic about a clean house, probably what caused my neatness habit.

"it sounds good to me Laura, when would you like me to start" I was stunned my mom just accepted a job as a maid to the parents of the guy who was making my life a living hell. I took a moment to look around the room and and I was clearly the only one dissapointed by the new as everyone else was smiling including my parents. "how about in two weeks, Wayne and I our going on a cruise, I'll give you keys and the alarm code and you can start a few days before we get back, that way we can come back to a clean house"

"sure Laura, thank you, I really appreciate it" my mom was practically falling all over herself with gratitude. "well now that we've solved an unemployment problem, how's dinner comming Tim, I'm starving and whatever your making sure smells good" Josh's dad asked. In all actuallality a load seemed to be lifted off my shoulders, Istill wasn't happy about mom mom working as a maid but for some reason I didn't feel as embarrased before them on how I was being treated.

"let me go check on it, but it should be ready in about thirty minutes" I replied and again excused myself to the kitchen. I was now not as concerned about the discussion in the living room and could take a little more time with the final prearations. Ten minutes later I was called out again by Josh "Tim, we can use some more refills" I was somewhat surprised that my parents didn't show any reaction seeing their son being ordered about like this, it was almost as if they felt it was natural for the son and daughter of the well heeled families to have me as their somewhat houseboy.

It was a little dissapointing but at the same time I was much more at ease not haveing to worry that I was dissapointing them. I replenished everyones drinks and realized my parents were not even a part of their conversation having little in common with the other families as they sat off to the side on the card chairs.

I returned to make the final touches on the dinner, A couple of minutes later Josh and Sara walked into the kitchen as I was carving the turkey and ham. "how about that faggot, your mom our new maid?" Josh and Sara chuckled as they leaned on the counter watching me work. "I guess so Sir" I replied softly shrugging my shoulders. "It seems like the servant role suits your family very well faggot" Sara said as they were teaming up on me maybe to get a rise out of me. I didn't respond not thinking of it as a question.

Sara then continued "I expected more surprise from your parents as they watched you serving but I guess you all know your place, so since you all realize your inferior you should eat like it" she paused as she gave one of her devilish grins to Josh who was very curious what she was getting at. I continued cutting the meat but now also was growing nervous about what she had in mind also.

I had two serving dishes ready to start laying the meat onto "cut off that fatty piece there" Sara said pointing to a fat ladden piece on the ham, when I sliced it off she picked it up delicatelly between in perfectlly manicured fingers like it was diseased, she dangled it for a moment and then giggled saying "this looks like good servant food" she then dropped the piece on the smaller of the platters as Josh joined her laughter. "you got that right babe, no use waisting good food on the servants" he chuckled.

I guess they were dissapointed in my parents lack of shock and now were trying to find new ways to humilate us as a family. It was working at least with me as I looked at the sorry piece of meet on the platter that I had intended to dump in the trash. They managed to find several more pieces of barely etible pieces and got a few more laughs as they dropped it onto the small platter.

They then had me fill the big platter with all the choice cuts of course using a fork not my fingers like they had done. After they had their fun they returned to the livingroom and I quickly replaced the fatty scraps with with more etible pieces, sure there might be hell to pay if they found out but I wasn't about to serve my parents the stuff they had picked out.

I stepped out and announced dinner was ready and everyone headed for the table, my parents didn't seem to mind pulling their chairs up to the card table as the others took their seats at the big table. I then began bringing out the food serving the big table first knowing I might already be in trouble for exchanging the meat on the small platter I didn't want to risk angering Josh and Sara further by serving my parents first. "this all smells wonderful Tim, your quite the little cook arnd't you?" Sara's mom said and I simply said "thank you Ms. Nolan"

I then brought out the smaller servings to my parents and my table, fortunately neither Sara nor Josh had noticed I had changed the meat. Josh's mother siad grace and as everyone began filling their plates Josh's mom said "oh Tim, woud you mind pouring me a little more wine please" I thaught it was odd she didn't ask her own son who was seated accross from her but they all seemed to come to accept that I was the servant in this household.

I did as she asked and as they had all begun eating I filled several of their glasses with wine while my parents waited for me to return before eating and they had to wait a bit longer as Josh's dad said "I'd like a glass of water also Tim" next it was some low sodium salt for Sara's dad and then a glass of water for Sara and her mother. They were half done with their meal by the time I retook my seat and my parents and I began to eat only to be interuppted a moment later as Josh had dropped his fork on the floor, "bring me a new fork Tim" he ordered and none of them blinked an eye as I scurried back to the kitchen to fetch him a clean fork.

My parents and I barely spoke as their conversation dominated the room and did not include us. When everyone was finished eating I did recieve a few compliments first from Josh's dad "that was very good Tim" "I agree Wayne, I'd love to have him for our next client dinner, what do you think Sara honey, do you think we might be able to barrow him?" Sara's mom asked her daughter as if Sara was my employer. Again no one but me seemed to think her comment was out of place, my dad raised an eyebrow but no one else showed any reaction as Sara responded "sure mom, just let me know when, the three of us will make it a road trip"

They all began getting up from the table and Sara said "Tim, why don't you serve dessert and coffee in the living room" my mom noticing how things were going and now becomming curious said "I'll help you honey" My mom joined me in the kitchen and we began slicing the pie and getting the coffee ready and to my surprise my dad had begun clearing the table and bringing in the dirty dishes. "you don't have to do that dad" I quickly said but he insisted it was no problem. "so what's actually going on here dear?" my mother asked me as she had waited until we were alone to question me "aw it's nothing mom, I ah I lost a bet to them and the loser had to serve dinner" I had just lied to my mom and she knew it but she didn't want to make me uncomfortable either.

"our you doing ok here, I mean our you happy" "sure mom, everythings great" I replied "well your father and I were just a little concerned but if your ok we won't question you anymore" My mom said knowing full well this was no bet but at the same time realizing I was old enough now to make my own decisions and if this is the way I chose to live they would support me. They were wise to the world and they knew in this material world that well to do families could be quite arrogant and snobbish and her and my dad had come to accept it, she was not thrilled with being a maid to Josh's parents always considering them rather arrogant but she knew the pay would be good and they needed two paychecks, I also knew she would be the best damn maid they ever had as my mom was very loyal and dedicated to whatever job she had, in these tough economical times she was actually gratefull for the oppertunity. They just wanted to make sure I was getting a good education so maybe I wouldn't have to suffer through the gruelling life that they had endured having both had to drop out of school to help support their families.

I hugged my mom and my dad as he brought another stack of plates in, I was so happy to have understanding and loving parents and as I thaught about it I was happy, sure at times it was humiliating but something inside me really enjoyed serving Josh and Sara, I was a wimp at heart and they fulfilled my need to be dominated although I could do without some of their degrading treatments I couldn't imagine not having them in my life. It was the first time I actually addmitted that to myself but my parents understanding may it easier for me to accept that some people were born to rule and others were destined serve them.

She just dropped the subject then as we carried out the dessert plates and coffee. The two familes accepted their derrsets and even though they thanked my mom and dad who served their plates they were not at all uneasy with the fact that while they sat comfortably on the sofas my family servered them and I followed behind pouring the coffee. I couldn't help but notice the contented smug looks on Josh's and Sara's faces as my parents served them their deserts. I then poured them coffee "after you've finished clearing the table why don't you join us" Sara said smuggly, I glanced at her mother who was seated to her left and her smile told me how proud she was of her daughter.

I could tell my dad was beginning to grow tired of the whole ordeal but my mom kept his mild temper in check and the three of us quickly finished clearing the two tables, my mom offered to help me with the dishes but I knew my dad was itching to go, he had to be back at work the next day unlike Josh's and Sara's parents. We all walked back out and my mom and dad actually thanked Josh and Sara for inviting them and said they had to begin their long drive home "oh, I'm so sorry you can't stay longer, we barely had a chance to talk" Josh's mom said as none of them even bothered to rise to say goodbye as Josh's mom continued "Tim, bring me my purse please" she said to me and I picked up her purse that was only a few feet away from her.

She opened it and pulled out a spare set of house keys and a notepad and pen and began writing as she spoke to my mom "here are the keys to the back door, the alarm code and Wayne and mines cell phone numbers, it seems that Cindy and Ron have a buisness meeting near our town a day after we get back so we invited them to stay with us, our guest room is a mess so please clean that room first, I'm so happy youv'e accepted the job, I'm sure it well work out well for all of us" I was somewhat taken aback as my mom took the keys and note and replied "yes Ms. Collins and thank you again"

I walked with my parents out to their car and hugged them again, I knew my dad was somewhat dissapointed with my servile demeanor but he was a man of few words and then I watched them leave.

End of this lengthy chapter as things take a somewhat strange turn as I reenter the house.

Jocks Rule
Chapter 2

I walked back into the apartment now on my own not knowing what to expect and rapidly grew nervous when all their conversation stopped and all eyes landed on me. I quickly looked at Josh and Sara who displayed their devilish conceded grins telling me something not good for me was about to happen "so Tim, why don't you join us and tell us all about your living arrangements here" Josh's dad Wayne sort of chuckled and I began to sweat and turn red.

Feeling very awkward I started going for one of the card table chairs when Josh's mom said "you don't need a chair sweety, come here and sit on the floor, you can rub my tired feet while we chat" I was shocked and horrified, sweat was now visible on my forehead and underarms and I knew my face was extremely red, how much did they know? I began to wonder. "do it Tim!" Josh ordered and all their smiles widened. Thoroughly out numbered and feeling powerless I did walk over with my head bowed and knealt on the floor in front of Josh's mom Laura.

She waisted no time placing her strappy sandeled foot on my thigh for me to remove her shoe. I was beginning to get dizzy as I slid her sandal off her and she presented her other sandal which I also removed. With both her bare feet now resting on my thighs and feeling humiliated I actually felt my penis twitching, I was becomming aroused, how much more embarrasing would that be. I began to massage one of the very attractive fortytwo year old woman's feet, it was so soft and pampered from the frequent trips she made to the salon, her light pink toenails were pedicured to perfection, like all of them Laura took great care of her magnificant body.

"ooh, that feels sooo good, you have very good technique Tim" she smiled down at me. "so Tim, Josh and Sara tell us that you do all the chores around here, is that true?" Sara's mom Cindy said touching my elbow with the toe of her pump first to get my attention. "ah oh yes I ah I guess I do, I mean I guess I do most of them" I stuttered out meekishly trying to control my hardening penis by closing my thighs and at the same time enjoying the feel of Laura's pleasently perfumed luxeriously soft foot as I worked my thumbs into the soles of her foot striving to please her.

It had to be obvious to all of them that I was getting sexually excited but none of them wanted to humiliate me with that just yet as they were enjoying their game of torment. "I'm sure they appreciate having you around, I sure could have used someone like you when I went to school" Sara's dad Ron chuckled. "yes I ah ya I ah I guess so Sir" I nervously replied and then Laura tapped the toe of the foot I wasn't massaging on my shoulder "no need to be so nervous sweety, we don't bite" she giigled and I thaught I was going to lose it riight there and then.

"aw he always gets that way when he's flustered Laura" Sara chuckled "I think it's cute, he's so shy" laughed Cindy again lightly prodding my arm with the toe of her shoe. Laura then slid the foot I was massaging from my hands and replaced it with her other equally as pampered foot. "So Josh, does he rub your feet also like after practice and games" Wayne asked his son "hadn't really wanted him to dad, it seemed kinda gay, but watching him work on mom's feet I just might have him start" Josh laughed "your not gay are you Tim?" Josh's dad asked me as if I wasn't flustered enough "oh ah no Sir, I like girls" I quickly replied not that it was any of his buisness.

"I can see that, at least you like their feet huh" he laughed as did the others and there it was the first comment on my ever hardening penis. I could not reply instead just turning a deeper shade of red. "maybe you should work on my feet awhile before you have an accident down there" he then added "aw honey, it feels so good, I'm not so sure I want to give him up" Laura mockingly whined and then said "but maybe your right, I wouldn't want the boy to humiliate himself in front of us all" like I wasn't already humiliated but she pulled her foot from my hands and used it to gently nudge me towards her husband.

I knew what was expected of me and I slipped his loafers off his socked feet and began massaging them. I was now nervous that what if I continued to have a hardon, how embarrasing would that be. I recalled the time Josh forced me to kiss and lick his socked foot and that my penis had twitched, it wasn't that I liked guys feet even though I knew I had a fetish for women's feet it was more the domination thing that I think got me excited. I used all my mental strength I could muster up and fortunately it was working as my hardon began to subside. "see Josh, he's not a faggot, but he does give one hell of a foot massage, you really should have him do it for you" Wayne stated really enjoying the feel of my twirling thumbs on his sock covered soles.

"well maybe not, but I'm still calling him faggot, I like the ring to it" Josh laughed and I thaught my heart was going to stop. There were no secrets left anymore "is that what they call you! I guess you don't get any respect at all, do you boy?" Ron, Sara's dad laughed. I just kept my head down and allowed them to have their fun at my expense. "maybe we should get going if you all still wanted to see that Christmas store in town" Sara said "oh that's right, I guess our little foot massager will still be here when we get back" Sara's mom Cindy replied not yet recieving a foot rub. "yes he sure will mom, he's still got all those dishes to wash" Sara laughed.

They began getting up and Laura said "Tim put my shoes back on me please...or should I say faggot, my your right Josh honey, it does have a nice ring to it, whatever will we call his mother" I paniced "pl please Ms. Collins, ah please don't let her know about this" I pleaded with Josh's mom and she just looked down upon me with her own arrogant grin "we'll see, as long as she does a good job for us and you continue to keep my son happy, we'll keep it our little secret, now finish putting my shoes on like I told you" her tone was serious and now I had a bit of a blackmail threat hanging over me as if I wasn't already completely enslaved by her son and his girlfriend she had just all but sealed the deal.

I finished sliding her expensive looking heels back on her feet as her husband had put his own shoes back on. I remained on my knees as they all rose and Josh and Sara stopped in front of me their arms wrapped around each others waist "after you clean up out here and do the dishes there's a few more gifts in the bedroom that need to be wrapped" Sara said and Josh added "have all the presents under the tree, we'll be exchanging gifts when we get back" "yes Sir" I replied my head still bowed looking at their feet beneath me.

They all left leaving me kneeling in the living room, at least they had waited for my parents to leave before they had put me through this ordeal but I knew my life had probably changed for ever. How had I ever let myself fall to this level I berated myself as I picked up their dirty dessert dishes. It took me over two hours to clean up, wash the dishes, wrap their gifts and put everything under the tree leaving me another thirty minutes to wallow in self pity before the phone rang, it was Josh "pack up all the gifts and bring them to the hotel, oh and bring ours as well as your own swim wear" I wasn't even allowed to ask why as he hung up the phone.

I obeidiantly did as he ordered and showed up at the resort about forty minutes later. The resort was fairly empty as most students had gone home for the holiday break and most of the town was somewhat deserted. I found the luggage dolly and loaded the gifts onto it and headed for their suite but there was no answer at either door. I was sure I had the right rooms and didn't know what to do now as I stood in the hallway with the loaded cart. After about ten minutes I began wondering if I had the right suites and wheeled the cart back to the elavator and to te front desk.

A pretty long dark haired girl sat behind the desk looking board and I explained to her I was suppose to meet the Collin's and Nolan's at their room but wasn't sure if I had the right suite numbers, I knew she wouldn't give me the suite numbers but at least she could call them but instead a smirk came to her pretty face, "oh yes, they told me you would be comming but they insisted you give me your name first" she was stuggling to keep from laughing but I couldn't understand what was going on as I gave her my name "no, that's not it" she giggled and I was growing nervous.

I began stuttering nervously "pl pl please just just call them, I ah I know their expecting me" "oh you got that right and I think their growing impatient as they called five minutes ago to see if you were here yet, but you must tell me your name first" She was really enjoying this as I nervously shuffled my feet in front of the desk. I gave her my name again and again she said "sorry, that's not it, let me give you a hint, they told me you were a little slow, it begins with an F" she was really struggling to hold back her laughter now and I knew exactly what was going on now, how could they do this to me. I could beleive it from Josh and Sara but not with their parents around.

I turned very red and lowered my eyes and softly said "faggot" "what was that" the pretty girl giggled "faggot" I said a bit louder "there you go" the girl no longer could no longer contain her laughter. "oh but your suppose to tell me with respect" she said still laughing and displaying her name tag to me. Why were they making me do this I wondered almost in tears "my name is faggot Ms. Heather" I just blurted out to get it over with. "very good faggot" the girl replied now laughing very hard, fortunately no one else was in the huge lobby.

"The Collin's and the Nolan's are now sharing the penthouse suite but they need their clothes packed up and luggage moved from their old suites, they said you would be handling that, here are the pass keys to the old rooms,...oh and I suggest you hurry" the girl was still laughing as I took the cards from her. I began pushing the present loaded cart away.

I continued back to the same suites I was at earlier. I entered the Nolan's old suite first and had to pack up alltheir clothes, shoes, and bathroom items as well as bag up their dirty laundry and clen out the refridgerator. Then it was on to Josh's parents old suite. I was not surprised to see where Josh's lazy habits came from, dirty clothes and towels were draped over chairs, food wrappings and beer bottles and water bottles laid half filled on the tables, the bathroom counter was a mess and several pairs of shoes laid scattered about the suite. My thaughts immeadiatelly went to my mother as I began packing their bags, it was going to be a tough job for her to keep their house in order, no wonder they had trouble keeping temporary housekeepers.

It was a struggle but I managed to get everything on to one cart even though it was packed beyond capacity. I carefully and slowly pushed it to the elavator. The very expensive penthouse suite was the entire top floor and a special card was needed just to work the elavator button. I put the card in and pushed the button and when the doors opened I there was a small expensively decorated entry way leading to two huge solid oak doors. I took a deep breath to help calm my frazzeled nerves and then rang the buzzer. A minute or two later Sara opened the door "it's about damn time faggot!" she said "I'm ah I'm sorry Miss Sara, it ah I didn't know you had all changed rooms" I tried to explain.

"I don't want to here your lame excuses, just get your ass in here!" she ordered and then walked back into the suite. I pushed the cart in and my jaw hit the floor as I looked around the huge impressive suite. The living room was almost as big as our whole apartment with a huge fire place. The families were comfortably seated on the massive sectional fine leather sofa which had four built in recliners with heat and massage units. The collin's had their feet propped up on one set while the Colin's used the other, Josh and Sara were seated between them. The gas fire was burning brightly. The room even had a decorated Christmas tree set up in it.

"you sure took your sweet ass time didn't you faggot" Josh said and I already knew it was useless to explain so I just said "I'm sorry Sir" "ya you are one sorry ass faggot, just start putting the gifts under the tree" he and the others laughed. I began pulling the wrapped presents off the cart and was putting them under the tree when Sara's mom said "that Heather is sure a pretty girl isn't she Tim?" "ah yes Maam, she is" I said shyly knowing they all knew the ordeal I had just been through "we tried to set you up with her but she declined saying something about how she didn't date faggots" she continued and I didn't find it very amusing but the rest of them sure got a chuckle out of it.

"I'm sorry dear, that wasn't very nice, it's just that you make such an easy target and it brings back memories of when I was in school and we use to torment the nerds and geeks as we called them" Cindy then said as somewhat of an apology. "and you use to be one hell of a tormentor if I recall" chuckled her husband. "you don't have to apolagise mom, it's the holiday cheer season and if humiliating faggot brings cheer then so be it, besides he won't admit it but I think he gets off on it" Sara said to her mom.

I just kept unloading the gifts under the tree knowing in a way Sara was right but that didn't make it any easier to accept their degrading remarks. As I set the last of the gifts down Josh's mom said "you can go unpack our bags now Tim, our rooms over there and Cindy's and Ron's is on that side" "yes Ms. Collins" I replied and the ladies all went back to talking about the home furnishing magazines they were looking at while the guys continued their football conversation.The bedrooms were the size of their entire old suites, it was good to hace money I thaught to myself, I could never imagine spending so much money for a four day stay but if youv'e got it flaunt it, at least that seemed to be their motto.

I put away all of the two couples clothes and laid their toilettries on the vanities and then returned to the group. "you brought our suits faggot?" Josh asked "Yes Sir" I replied and the he said "shoud we give the hot tub a try?" he asked the others and all agreed as Josh's dad pushed a button next to his chair and the electrically controlled blinds began to open at the patio door. What an amazing view I thaught as the blinds opened showing the city below all lit up with Christmas lights, off to one side of the large balcony was huge ten person jacuzzi.

They all stood up to go put their suits on as Josh's dad said "go freshen all our drinks and have them on the balcony for us" "yes Sir" I replied as they went to their respective rooms and I handed Josh and Sara their suits. I brought out fresh matini's, wine and beer and set them down on the patio table for them as I looked at the bubbling hot water in the hot tub, it sure looked inviting on this rather chilly southern December night.Sara and her parents were the first to come out and even though they were in their forties her mom and dad still had very fit and trim bodies as her mom displayed a tiny bikini beneath her soft luxerious bathrobe.

"you can serve our drinks once we get in" Sara said as she then told me to extend my arms as she took off her robe displaying her sexy looking thong bikini she was wearing and laid her robe accross my extended arms followed by her mom and then her dad and then they stepped into the warm bubbly water. Josh and his parents came out a moment later his mom although wearing a one piece suit could have easily looked just as hot in a bikini. They also laid their robes on my outstretched arms and joined the others in the hot tub.

"our drinks faggot" Josh ordered as they all found comfortable spots laying their heads back on the cushioned neck rests. I set their robes down on a chair and moved around the large hot tub serving the drinks. Not knowing what to do next I moved back to the table and stood while they all chatted enjoying the warm massaging water on their bodies. I had left my jacket inside and was now beginning to shiver in the chilly night air. I was pretty much ignored for a good ten minutes until Sara's mom Cindy said "Why don't you put your suit on and join us Tim, you look like your freezing out their,..besides I'd really love one of those footrubs that Laura and Wayne raved about"
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They all looked rather smug sitting in the comfort of the warm water sipping their drinks while I shivered before them. I had been hoping to be invited in even if it was to give foot massages.I looked at Josh and Sara feeling for some reasoon I needed their permission which seemed to amuse them as they both grinned before Sara said "well go on Tim, get your suit on and join us" I instantly went back into the suite to put my suit on.

I returned and stepped into the huge ten person jaccuzi and took a seat accross from the six of them feeling rather awkward as their conversation stopped as they all looked at me. After a minute or two of the uncomfortable silence Laura finnaly said "so what do you think of our penthouse suite Tim?" "oh it's ah it's very nice Ms. Collins" I answered finding it hard to look any of them in the eye. "yes it is, it's too bad your mom and dad couldn't be here" she added and before I could respond Sara said "ya that's the only thing missing in this place, a maid" she sort of chuckled in my direction which once again turned my face red as I lowered my eyes, everytime I started to feel a little at ease one of them would make a comment to embarrass me.

"You don't have to be embarrassed Tim, there's nothing wrong with being a maid, does it bother you that your mom's going to be our maid?" Josh's mom asked me. The three guys had gone back to their conversation about the college bowls saeson so it was just the three ladies who's attention was on me now.

With my head lowered I decided to be honest as I said softly "I ah I'm not I mean I'm not overly happy about it Ms. Collins" she and Sara chuckled "is that so, and why's that, do you think we will treat her badly?" Laura continued putting me on the spot "oh no Ms. Collins it isn't that, I ah I just I'm just having a little trouble thinking of her as a maid maam" I tried back peddling not to upset her "don't call me maam Tim, it makes me feel old, and you'll soon learn that it's a tough world out there and uneducated people need to do what they half to to make ends meet, and as far as her not having any experiance I'm sure she'll do just fine, your mom's a hard worker and both of your parents understand their status in life"

I was shocked by her statement and didn't know what to make of it, was she complimenting my parents for be hard working dedicated people who never had a chance at higher education or was she mocking them and me saying we were born peasents and should just accept our roles. I had never had such a lengthy conversation with Josh's mom before and her uppity snobbish attitude was making me even more uncomfortable with the idea of my mom working for her.

As I tried to think of a response I was saved by Sara's mom Cindy saying "well how about that foot massage Tim?" she smiled as she extended her foot to my lap under the bubbly water. She pushed her toes against my crotch perhaps by accident but her sly smile told me otherwise. I lowered my hands under the water and began massaging her pretty foot."oooh, that does feel soo good, you really are quite good at this dear" Cindy sighed as she relaxed back on her cushon and closing her eyes.

Sara and Laura went back to their conversation talking about Laura's and Wayne's upcomming cruise, Sara was telling her that Josh and her were considering a cruise for spring break and Laura suggested they contact her if that's what they decided on as she and Wayne took frequent cruises and her travel agent could get them top notch accomadations. I had looked at their brochere and itinery when I was cleaning the apartment earlier and they did have first class acconadations. A top deck suite with a big balcony and their own personal butler and room valet. Also included were two in suite massages every day as well as priority bookings to any excursions they wished to take on the islands they visited.

As I continued massaging Cindy's soft feet under the water and she let out another sigh enjoying what I was doing as her eyes remained closed. For the next fortyfive minutes several feet were alternated in and out of my hands as I was basically ignored except for the occassional direction of more pressure to the sole or work on my heel some. After they had been in the tub for an hour Josh's dad suggested they get out before becomming water logged and I was ordered by Josh to get out first to fetch them all towels.

I was really shivering now as I stood outside the hot tub as one by one they stepped out, I would hand them a towel and then their robe after they dried off. Once they were all comfortablly seated back in front of the fireplace I realized I had forgotton a towel for myself and I ended up using some of their wet towels they had dropped to the ground to dry myself off. I then joined the rest of them inside.

They were all saeated once again on the big sofa in their fluffy warm cotton robes and for some reason even though no one was paying any attention to me I asked Josh "I'm going to get dressed if you don't mind?" he looked at me as did Sara and Laura with an amused grin, I guess they found it amusing that I was actually asking his permission to get dressed, when I thaught about it for a moment it was a small victory for him, not only was I obeying his orders but now I was asking his permission to do something as simple as getting dressed.

"you've really got him well trained, don't you honey" smirked his mom and I turned beet red, why had I said anything I began thinking, at the moment it had seemed like the thing to do but now I was regretting it. "I guess so mom" Josh replied to his mother with a chuckle relishing in the fact that he seemed to have even more power over me than he had thaught, then he said "what do you think Sara, should we let him get dressed?" I guess he was making a point to me that since I felt I needed permission that I should have asked them both.

"I guess he should seeing as how he's dripping all over the place" Sara half giggled also sensing some new power, it now seemed that everyone was looking on and I was really embarrassed as finally Josh said "ya go ahead faggot, get dressed and make it quick, then you can start passing out the gifts" I couldn't get out of the room fast enough as I went to the bathroom where my clothes were.

I really didn't want to go back out but I couldn't hide in the bathroom forever. I came out like a dog with it's tail between it's legs and Josh's dad Wayne was the first to see me and he ordered "more drinks Tim" just like Josh I thaught, he kept his orders short and to the point. "yes Sir" I replied respectivelly and went to do his bidding. As I moved about the room serving everyone new drinks I couldn't help but think something had changed, not that any of them had much respect for me a few minutes ago but now it was like they all accepted the fact that I was basically kind of like a slave to Josh and Sara, maybe that was just how I saw myself I began trying to convince myself.

"Start passing out the gifts faggot" Josh ordered after everyone was served. I began stacking the neatly wrapped presents down by each of the three couples. There were even a few gifts for me which I left on the floor. After all the gifts were distibuted I wasn't sure where I should sit, the spaces between them were now taken up by the stacks of gifts. This delema was solved when Sara snapped her fingers at me and pointed to the floor in front of her and Josh.

I turned red once again but rather than question her authority and open up to more embarrassment I slid my gifts over and sat on the foor before them "my he is quite the obiediant little puupy dog" laughed Sara's mom Cindy and I just looked at the floor hoping this night would end soon, even though I was strangely excited by the humiliation at their hands it was a rather awkward situation exspecially since I knew Josh's parents fairly well.

They all had been drinking for a good part of the day and were all a little buzzed which had really loosened them all up and they also seemed fasinated with the way Josh and Sara dominated me. Josh and Sara noticing this were becomming very comfortable taking advantage of the situation.

They had never treated me this way before but within the time frame of this one long day I was becomming the perfect obiediant house pet. As Sara's parents were to the right and Josh's to the left each pushed back on their recliners with their feet up Sara felt it only fitting that she and Josh had a foot rest as she used her foot to manuver me to an all fours position and then crossed her bare feet at the ankles as she rested them on the back of my neck.

Josh was quick to prop up his feet on my back "hell who needs this expensive furnature when youv'e got him around" Ron, Sara's dad remarked. "and he's adjustable too dad, head down faggot!" I lowered my neck to her comfort level and she grounded her heel into my neck ordering "stay!" now of course Josh wasn't happy "ass up faggot" he command and once he issued the stay command I found myself in a rather uncomfortable position of resting on my elbows with my ass raised. "how convienant, we'll have to teach your mother that faggot" laughed Josh's mom and even though I felt she was just riding me knowing how defensive I was about my mother it still worried me, the thaught of my fiftytwo year old mother serving as their footstool was not a pleasent thaught to me.

They began opening their gifts like most families there was surprise and many thanks as Josh recieved a new DVD player and a surround system along with some new clothes and lap top computer from his parents, Sara had recieved a new lap top computer also along with clothes and bath and body items from her parents, both had also gotten some nice gift certificates also. Josh and Sara had Sara's parents a weekend getaway to an exclusive spa along with some micellanious home items and they gave Josh's dad a new fine leather breifcase and some other office supplies and his mom a dozen trips to a massuse knowing how much she loved getting massages. They also boought them the same weekend getaway package hoping their parents would hit it off like they were.

Then it was time to get to the gifts I had bought for their parents which were gift certificates to the country club I worked at which were actually intended for my parents but Josh had demanded I give them to their parents and since they were the only ones I could get I had to get my parents something else. Each of their parents thanked me as I remained a footstool for their son and daughter. For Josh and Sara I gave them two VIP tickets to a Shania Twain concert they wanted to see. Then their were the cards from me that I knew nothing about as Josh said "these are from faggot also, he was feeling bad because he couldn't afford to buy you more" I had no idea what he was talking about as both their parents opened the cards together "oh how sweet of you faggot, a week of maid service at a date of our choosing" Sara's mom said of the gift that obviously Josh and Sara had made up.

"I know just the week" Josh's mom said touching my nose with her bare toes, "spring cleaning week, you and your mom can work side by side getting our house all spic and span for the summer months" she and the others laughed as a lump formed in my throat at the thaught. It was now time for me to begin opening my gifts as Sara removed one foot from my neck saying.

"open this one first" she directed pointing to a gift from Josh's parents with her brightly polished toes. I began unwrapping the gift as difficult as it was in my awkward position pretty sure it wasn't going to be something I wanted. It was a shoe care kit complete with boot, shoe, sneaker and boat shoe cleaning products. "great faggot, now I don't have to hear your bitching about not being able to clean my shoes properly!" Josh laughed as I set the box down, a few moments later Josh's foot kicked me in the ass " say thank you faggot!" he ordered and humiliatedly I raised my eyes to where his parents reclined and looking at their grinning faces over their relaxed bare feet on the extended leg rest I meekly said. "thank you Mr and Ms. Collins"

"oh that's quite allright faggot, we're glad you like it" smirked Wayne, Josh's dad. "this one next" Sara ordered pointing to a gift from her mom and dad. This one was a complete car washing and waxing kit. All of them laughed again and although I couldn't see Sara's parents in the position I was in I said thank you Mr. and Ms. Nolan.

That left only the gift from Josh and Sara and I wasn't so sure I wanted to open it but as my now aching body knealt under their resting feet I knew I didn't have a choice. I began unwrapping the long narrow box and to my dismay it was a paddle, much like a fraternity paddle with the word FAGGOT engraved into it. The laughter and giggles started almost immeadiatelly after I had it unwrapped.

"what a unique gift!" Wayne stated and his wife added "and it's personallized also" "give it here faggot, let me show it to my mom and dad" Sara ordered while still laughing. I lifted the paddle up to her the best I could still supporting myself on my elbows. "holy shit! I remember those! Left one hell of a sting if I remember" chuckled her dad recalling his fraternity days. "the guy at the store recommended this one, he said the holes in it are designed to give the maximum effect" chuckled Josh as he told Sara's parents about it.

"well let's see!" I was shocked to here from Sara's mom. "my pleasure!" laughed Josh and as I felt his feet come off my back I tried to brace myself for what was comming. WHACK, there was no preparing for that as the painfull sting knocked me to the ground and the sound of my scream broke the room into laughter. "damn! that was one hell of a sound!" Josh's dad said as they all continued laughing for a good three minutes as I lay prone beneath Sara's feet which were still resting on my head having dropped as I fell to the ground.

"get back in position footstool!" Sara ordered as the laughter subsided. This was too much, I should have just stormed out of the suite but for some reason I just lifted myself back up and Sara's feet still rested on my neck. "I love it! what do you think faggot? afterall it is your gift" laughed Josh. When I didn't reply Laura giggled "he must love it honey, he's speechless!" WHACK I wasn't ready for that one not that it would have mattered as I again fell to the floor much to their amusement "I asked you a question faggot!" Josh demanded a reply beneath his laughter.

I was practically in tears as I somehow managed to say "yes Sir, I like it" which brough even more laughter "what, no thank you sir may I have another" I heard Ron say the familiar pledge slogan. "please Sir! no more" I pleaded thinking he was going to make me ask or another swat which made him laugh even harder "I guess that means the damn thing works, just remember that before you think of pissing off me or Sara" he laughed tossing the paddle onto the floor infront of my head "I want you to hang that above your bed so we always know where it is" Sara added pushing her foot down on me as she spoke "yes Miss Sara" I replied meekly with teary eyes.

"well I guess if we have no more use for him he can go, you have to work tonight don't you faggot?" Josh asked as I still layed face down on thew carpet to humiliated to rise. "yes Sir I do" I answered as I had to go to the job he had gotten me, the one where he now recieved onehundred and ten percnt of my wages meaning the more hours I worked there the less money I got to keep from my other jobs. There was a girls baskeyball tournament going on so I was going to have quite a few hours work over the next several days which delighted Josh as he already had plans for the money he would get. I much preferred cleaning up after the guy jocks as the girl jocks were a hell of allot more messier leaving empty makeup containers and used tampons laying everywhere.

"you might as well say goodbye to our parents faggot, I doubt you'll be seeing them again before they leave" Sara said her bare feet still resting on my head. I rose up to my knees and looked at their smirking faces as Sara added "I think you should kiss all their feet and thank them for your gifts" Both sets of parents seemed to like that suggestion as their grins widened. I moved to Sara's mom and dad first kissing first her fathers soles which were resting next to his wife's on the recliner and then I placed a kiss to the bottoms of her mother's cute feet. "thank you Ms. and Mr. Nolan" I said rather softly.

"your quite welcome faggot, it was a pleasure meeting you, we look foreward to seeing you again" chuckled her mother feeling rather superior. Then it was on to Josh's parents after kissing his fathers feet I then kissed his mom's. "hum you have such soft lips faggot, I hope your mom's are just as soft" Laura snickered, she was really enjoying how her little remarks about my mother made me get defensive and nervous even though I doubted they would treat her as their son treated me. I thanked them for their gift also and Josh then said "you can thank Sara and me also and then pack up our stuff and take it with you"

Feeling like my nightmare was close to ending I started lowering my lips to Josh's bare foot on the floor when his mother said "wait a second! I want to get a picture of this, it'll make for some interesting cruise conversation, you know how all they all like to brag about their kids" great I thaught now my humiliation was going to be on film, I was even ordered to get her camera from her purse for her. It was a nice digital camera that even took short movie clips. All I could think of was them showing my parents the pictures how embarrassing would that be.

My thaughts didn't last long as Josh ordered "get back here faggot, let's make this look good" he chuckled "do the footstool thing, I thaught that was so cute" interjected Sara's mom Cindy. I was ordered back into position and the pictures and filming began as Josh and Sara cuddled up using me as their footstool even ordering me to smile then there was a group picture that Wayne took first with the rest of them all using me as a footstool then Ron took the next picture allowing Wayne to be in the shot.

They were having a great time having me rekiss all their feet again this time so they could film it and the final shot was of Josh and Sara standing their arms wrapped around each other as I was prostrated on the floor my lips pressed to the tops of their feet while each had their other foot on the top of my head a perfect symbol of dominance and submission.

I was then told I could leave while they were all laughing at the pictures stored in the camera, my life would be changed forever.
Jock's Rule
Chapter 3

It only took a few days to find out how my life had changed after that night with Josh's and Sara's parents. I had not seen either of them for two days after that becauseof my work scedule and they had spent their time with their parents before they left. I came home from my job at the resturant at about ten PM to find Josh and Sara on the couch along with two of Josh's buddies Dan and Jeremy. There was another cute Oriental girl their who I did not know.

The apartment was a mess as they had ordered a couple of pizzas and dirty plates, empty beer cans and other snack bags layed everywhere. As soon as I entered I was greeted by Josh with "clean this mess up faggot, this place looks like a pig stye" he said this as he kicked one of the empty pizza boxes off the coffee table with his foot. I was shocked, Josh's buddies kinda knew I was his wimp but he had never really humiliated me in front of them before not to mention this girl I didn't even know.

Of course I turned red and was about to make a bee line for my room to hide my shame but Josh stayed on me "where the fuck are you going faggot! Didn't I just tell you to clean up this mess!" I was flustered as the others there just grinned waiting to see what would happen next, the lack of surprise from them told me they were ready for this.

"I ah I was I was just going to put my coat away Josh" I stuttered out "what did just call me! How are you suppose to address me faggot!" I turned even redder if that was possible, his tone was quite serious and it frightened me, my eyes went to the Oriental girl as I was curious what her reaction was, no allie there as she had a huge grin obviously enjoying what was happening.

"I I'm ah I'm sorry Sir" I mumbled embarrasedly. now the laughter started making me even more uncomfortable "better but say it louder faggot!" Josh demanded now chuckling himself "I'm sorry Sir" I said much more clearly feeling trapped. "Don't forget it again, now start cleaning!" he ordered quite pleased with himself. I laid my jacket on the small table and bent down to pick up an empty can that laid on the floor a few feet in front of me, as I did I was pelted by three more cans two of which bounced off my head "here's another one" someone said but I didn't know who over the roaring laughter, it was like they had planned to do that before I even got home.

By instinct I stood back up rubbing my head where one of the cans had hit and an instant later I was knocked to the floor by a karate kick to my mid section, I never saw it comming as I rolled around on the floor trying to catch my breath "I told you all I could take him down with one kick" said the Oriental girl standing above me as the others laughed even harder.

"you sure did Lyn, oh by the way faggot, I'd like to interduce you to a friend of mine, meet Lyn" laughed Sara and the pretty dark haired girl placed her white socked foot on the side of my face saying "pleased to meet you faggot" she then gave my face a shove before stepping onto my back and walking over me on her way back to the sofa where she plopped down next to Sara.

I remained on the floor for several minutes trying to recover from the kick to my midsection, then yet another empty can bounced off the back of my head "didn't your master tell you to clean this place up faggot!" Sara chuckled being the one who tossed the can at me and now referring to Josh as my master.

I was just about to start crying but I knew that would only add to my torment, I held back my tears and began to rise but Josh stopped me "stay on your hands and knees faggot like the dog you are!" "wh why, why are you doing this to me Josh?" I pleaded with him, I was already willing to do his and Sara's bidding but I couldn't understand why they insisted on abusing me like this.

His expression turned rather stern as his buddies were mocking me making whinning sounds as Josh said "crawl over here faggot,...now!" he sounded pissed and I al,ost pissed in my pants as I crawled the four feet to where he was seated. I was greeted with a resounding slap to my face and now I could no longer hold back my tears which started the giggles and chuckles from their guests.

Josh then sat back againg and pushed his bare sole into my face using his other strong foot behind my head holding my face to the bottom of the foot planted on my face as he spoke "I'm doing this because I can faggot, your a wimp faggot and it amuses me and Sara to treat you like shit, that's all the explanation you need,..and if you ever refer to me or my friends again without proper respect I'll cut your balls off and turn you into a bitch dog, you got that faggot!" he demanded while grinding my nose beneath his foot.

"yes sir, master sir" I said nervously as this is the most assertive I had ever seen him, my reply came out mumbled anyways as my mouth, nose and partial eyesight were covered by his masculine foot. He must've understood me though as he said "good, now for about the fifth time clean up this mess!" he ordered shoving his foot hard against my face and knocking me onto my back, again a round of harty laughter.

With no self respect left in me I began crawling around the room picking up empty cans. I made a trip to the kitchen to dump them in the trash and when I crawled back Sara ordered me over to pick up one of the empty pizza boxes laying on the floor at her feet. When I got their she said "you really are a stupid shit, why didn't you bring the trash bag back with you idiot?" "I ahh I don't" "shut up faggot! Start using your head, I don't want our friends thinking we have a stuoid shit for a slave!" she cut me off and then with a wicked grin she picked up a pen that was laying on the table and wrote on my forehead 'stupid faggot' and then she pulled the gum she had been chewing from her mouth and pressed it onto the tip of my nose. "continue cleaning faggot" she laughed.

"wait faggot, I've got an idea" chuckled Josh's friend Jeremy who was sitting next to Sara. He then drank down his last swig from his beer and proceeded to push the empty can onto the wad of gum stuck to my nose. With the others laughing he said "now you have your hands free to pick up another can" the can actually stuck in place and if that wasn't humiliating enough Lyn said "cool, get over here faggot!" I crawled the two feet over to her and she gave me her own evil grin then took a puff of the ciggarette she was smoking and then with her finely manicured fingers she tapped the ash into the can stuck to my nose "a roamming ashtray, we need to take him to the bars" she laughed as did the others.

"don't let that can fall off faggot" Sara ordered giving my ass a kick sending me on my way to pick up more trash. For the next fifteen minutes I crawled around the room picking up trash while they all talked and watched MTV videos, occasionally Lyn, Dan or Sara would say 'ashtray' and I would crawl over to them so they could flick ash or discard their butt into the ash can stuck to my nose which I occaisionally had to push back onto the gum when I felt it comming loose.

Once all the trash was picked up Dan had called me over for ashtray service once more and when I knealt before him he flicked his ash delibertly missing the can "you missed stupid faggot! Lick it up!" No way I thaught to myself and then looked at Josh, surely he wouldn't have me lick up ash, of course I was wrong as he glared down at me "what the fuck are you looking at me for, lick it up now! and appolagise to Dan for being such a lousy ashtray!"

Tears once again came to my eyes, why was I letting them treat me like this, I was wasn't even mad at them, I was mad at myself for being such a wimp, although I was strangely excited when I was degraded in front of their parents I was getting no pleasure now except for the occaisional sarcastically cruell giggle from Lyn and Sara as being humiliated in front of them was still erotic to me but the guys were just being downright mean and they were loving every minute of abusing me.

"aaw look the little faggot is crying again, your not suppose to be crying faggot your suppose to be lickng the carpet" Dan chuckled kicking the can off my nose and then using his sneakered foot to push my face down to the ash on the carpet, using the sole of his shoe he forced my face into the carpet and now Sara's gum that had been stuck to my nose was now stuck to the carpet on the ash he had flicked to the carpet "now look what youv'e done you stupid asshole!" Sara exclaimed as if it was my fault "I think it's time for the paddle, what do you think babe" she asked Josh "I couldn't agree more, fetch the paddle faggot!"

Somehow I knew I was going to feel the paddle at some point so his order came as no real surprize, what did surprise me as well as I think them was how quickly I went to get it, was I completely beaten or did I secretly like being paddled, even I wasn't sure as I crawled back into the room holding the paddle. "present it to me faggot, use your immagination" Josh chuckled. He wanted to impress his friends at my expense and I didn't want to let him down, the truth was I needed Josh and Sara in my life and I always strived to make them happy even if I had to put up with the abuse from his buddies who I really didn't care for.

I knealt before Josh and with my head bowed I lifted the paddle up to him in my opened palms, he appreaciated my subserviance as he said "very nice faggot, but that still isn't going to save your ass" "yes Master, I understand" I replied going for some more brownie points hoping he might go easy on me.

"looks like our faggot is learning his place" snickered Sara and Josh agreed with her. "hands and knees faggot, kiss the carpet" Josh ordered and once I was in position I was not happy to here him say "who wants the first crack at him?" of course everyone voulanteered and being considerate Lyn was handed the paddle. "how many does he get?" she asked Josh "as many as you want, just try to leave him in one piece for the rest of us" Josh laughed jokingly.

"ok faggot, this is going to hurt you allot more than it's going to hurt me" she laughed at her not so original joke. For a small girl she brought the paddle down with awesome force knocking me flat on the ground as the laughter erupted, "get back up faggot! You should be getting use to this by now" Josh ordered giving me litttle time to even catch my breath. As soon as I regained my position Lyn brought the paddle down again with the same force, this time I grimmaced but managed to stay on my hands and knees.

After five more whacks my ass was already quite sore and Lyn relunctly handed the paddle to Josh's buddy Dan. He used a slightly different technique planting his sneaked foot on the back of my head and grinding my nose into the carpet as he took his five whacks. Lyn's were actually harder but none the less my ass was now on fire and it was taking all my will not to cry.

After a few minute reprieve as they chuckled at my quivering body Jeremy was next. He suggested it might be more interesting if I lowered my pants and underware so they could see how red my ass was getting. Josh laughed and said "just tell him what you want buddy, he's trained to obey all my friends, ain't that right faggot" this was news to me but not wanting to be paddled even more I meekly replied "yes Master" "see Jer" laughed Josh and then Jeremy said "ok then faggot, pull them down" Jeremy ordered giving me a kick in the ass.

Just wanting to end this ordeal I did as he ordered and of course the giggles and chuckles began along with several derogative comments about how scrawny my ass was then just before Jeremy began his whacks Sara stood up saying "wait a sec Jeremy, I want to see something" she then began writing her name on my ass with her finger where it had begun to redden "not nearly red enough, give him some good ones Jer" she giggled retaking her seat.

"my pleasure Sara" Jeremy let out an evil chuckle and before I had even braced myself he rapid fired off about six or seven painfull swats each landing with a much louder sound as the wood paddle met my bare ass. I could no longer hold back my my tears as he finished off with one with all his might. I collapsed to the floor balling and slithered the foot or so to Josh's bare feet and began lavishing them with kisses as I pleaded "please Master, no more Please!"

I knew I was degrading myself as I groveled at his feet but I just couldn't take anymore. The room was filled with laughter as everyone was looking at me as I continued kissing every inch of Josh's feet as I begged for mercy. He was fasinated by his feel of superiority as he sat back placing one foot on the back of my head as I continued showering the other one with kisses.

After a few minutes of allowing me to grovel beneath him he said "alright faggot, I guess you've learned you lesson, Sara and I can take our turns later. Now finish cleaning up your going to have to pull that gum out of the carpet with your teeth" I didn't care, I was just happy he ws showing me mercy as I kissed his toes several more times saying "thank you Master"

The laughter had subsided as now they all seemed fasinated at the extent of my humiliation as I began nibbling at the ash covered gum embedded the carpet. "Damn Josh, he's even more of a wimp then you said" chuckled Jeremy as he stepped on on my back to retake his seat on the couch. "I want that carpet spotless faggot!" ordered Sara giving my thigh a shove with her foot wanting to show the others that she had jjust as much power over me as Josh.

"yes Mistress" I muttered into the carpet knowing that might make her happy and even though I couldn't see I'm sure it brought a grin to her pretty face. "I've got to find me a faggot of my own" giggled Lyn and Dan and Jeremy agreed with her that it was a rush to see me degraded and groveling beneath their feet not to mention the benifit of having a total lacky at their beck and call.

It took a good twenty minutes to pull up all the gum from the carpet at which point they all began getting up from the couch "we're going out to the bar faggot, finish cleaning up and then get some sleep, I know youv'e got locker room duty again in the mourning and tomarrows payday" Josh said happily knowing he would be getting a good amount of money from my many hours of locker room cleaning the previous week.

"oh before you go to bed pull out your shoe kit and clean up all of mine and Sara's shoes in our closet" Josh gave one more order before they headed out "good night faggot" laughed Sara as she pushed her sneaker clad foot into my burning red ass bringing a screech from me and then she and the others laughed as she said "it's definatelly red enough now" as they all looked at her sole print left behind on my bright red ass.

"put some conditioner on that paddle too, we want to keep it looking good" Josh said as they walked out the door leaving me in tears laying on the floor. Who knew what humiliations lied ahead for me, for some reason my thaughts went to my mother, in just five more days Josh's parents would return home from their cruise. I was beginning to wonder if his mom was going to show my mom those humiliating photos.
Jocks Rule
Chapter 4

The next day my ass was still extremely sore and had begun to blister some while it probably would have been wise for me to run away and never return there were now several reasons I couldn't. For one there was that blackmail threat that Josh's mother had given me about showing those photos if I displeased her son and then there was the fact that I knew my mom and dad needed the income from moms job as their maid and I didn't want to jepordize that and lastly I needed Josh and Sara I just didn't care for being humiliated in front of their friends and really didn't like the beatings. So my plan was to try not to do anything to piss them off and maybe that damn paddle could just remain hanging above my bed like a picture, it sounded like a good idea to me.

I had finished cleaning the visitors locker room and now headed into our home teams girls locker room, our girls had made it to the final game which was tommarow night, I'd never seen them play but Josh and Sara had attended a few games, I was just happy that the tournament was comming to an end and after tommarow night I could return to the once or twice a week cleaning duties.

They had some celebration I could see as I entered noticing the place was a total wreck. They had popped several bottles of champagne and the it had splattered the walls and cieling, no one ever thinks about the poor slobs who have to clean up when they watch those locker room celebratons. I could just imagine what it would look like tommarow night if they won the final game.

There was no use whinning about it, I had a job to do. I bagan picking up all the discarded towels and tape used to tape up their ankles. It seemed rather rude of them not to throw the tape into one of the many trash cans in the room let alone toss the towels into one of the two bins of which out of some twenty towels only one was inside and one hang over the edge. Typical jocks I thaught to myself as I dropped the first armfull of towels into the bin, even though they were college athletes they acted like they were pros expecting everyone to kiss their ass and marvel at their talent.

I guess that was kind of unfair of me since I never even met any of these girls I was just angry that they seemed to care a less about the smuck that had to come in and pick up after them. Once all the towels and trash was picked up I went to scrub down and deoderize the shower stalls. I had a long checklist to go through that had been issued to me when I got the job. All trash was to be picked up, the towels were to be bagged and ready for the janitor to take to the laundry, the uniforms went in seperate bags, the showers had to be wiped down with a germ killing deoderizer, the toilets all needed to be scrubbed and deoderized, mirrors and vanities cleaned, lockers wiped down, carpet vacummed with another antibacteria deoderizing powder, benches all wiped down, trashed bagged up, the coaches office organized, the soaking tubs and massage tables ewiped down and today I would have to wipe down the walls and ceiling.

Finished with the showers I moved on to the toilets, half of which hadn't even been flushed. The usual assortment of used tampons on the floor instead of the trash can. As I was mopping the tiled bathroom floor I heard a couple of voices, someone had come in. I walked out to see if it was the janitor picking up the laundry bags but it was not. It was two of the players, an attractive tall blonde girl about 6' tall and a very pretty shorter black girl .

"oh ah excuse me, I ah I didn't know anyone was going to be here" I said, the two girls looked me up and down with strange looking grins on their faces. After several moments of very uncomfortable silence the dark skinned girl said "so your the cleaning wimp huh?" I was shocked, what gaw this bitch had. It hadn't even occured to me that they knew more about me than I thaught as I replied "ah excuse me, I'm with the jantorial staff" I tried to say it sternly to make my point but then both girls began to giggle and I knew I was going to be no match for them.

"whatever,...I say your the cleaning wimp so that's what you are,...or would you rather we call you faggot" the black girl laughed and my heart about stopped, they knew, was there no one Josh and Sara wern't telling about me. I began to turn red and tremble as the two girls looked at me grinning waiting to see if I had any response, when it was obvious I wasn't going to reply the taller white girl said "ok the I guess cleaning wimp it is, well you can get back to your cleaning, wimp, Michelle and I are the co captains, we just came in to make sure you cleaned this place up properly and to get in a little shooting practice"

I felt like digging myself into a hole but maybe they would just leave me alone I hoped as I turned like a wimpering dog tucking it's tail between it's legs and went back to mopping the floor. It was only about a minute later when I heard "wimp! get over here!" it was the black girls Michelle's voice. How could I pretend I didn't here her as she had bellowed, my head hung low I walked back out to the lockers where the two girls had sat down on the bench and were about to start changing into their workout gear.

"what's this!" Michele demanded pointing to a gum wrapper under her locker. "I ah its ah it's a wrapper" I replied not knowing what to say "I know what it is dumb shit, why is it here, arnd't you suppose to pick up all the trash?" I mustv'e missed it but as I still had to vacuum I would have seen it then but was there any point in telling her that. I just walked over and got down on my knees to pick it up "stay there" the blonde girl said as she placed her sneaker on my back to make it easier for her to untie it. "don't strain yourself Denise, just have the wimp take your shoes off" Michelle suggested to her friend and teamate.

"your right chelle, I guess he might as will be useful" Denise responded removing her foot from my back and extending her long leg placing her size ten shoe in my lap. My trembling fingers began untieing her laces and then I slipped the shoe from her foot "sock to wimp" the girl giggled and I slid her white sock off also, even though her feet were rather large for a girl they were in perfect proportion to her body and even though they took a beating on the basketball court it was quite soft and well cared for even though there were a few small callouses on her big toe and near the ball of her foot. Her light red toenails were perfectly trimmed probably by a pedicurist.

There was no hiding it, the touch of her foot was exciting me, "are you just going to sit there admiring my foot wimp or are you going to take my other shoe off" Denise giggled "oh ah I'm sorry Miss" I stammered out caught off guard not realizing I was studing her foot. "Miss huh, Sara was right he really does know his place" laughed Michelle. Denise then laid her other sneaker in my lap and I removed that shoe and sock also then Michelle quickly put her open heeled mule in my lap, she could have easily slipped out of them but she preferred to have me slide it off her foot.

Her feet were stunning, the tops darker than the lighter shade on the bottoms, very soft, her toes were painted dark red and also perfectly trimmed, except for one tiny callous on her big toe they were everybit as sexy to me as Sara's who's were damn near perfect. Again I was caught admiring them as Michelle chuckled "we really need to start practicing wimp, maybe if you do a good job polishing our lockers Denise and I will let you lick the sweat off our feet when were done practicing"

My heart began pounding and my face musv'e showed my excitement at the idea as Michelle giggled "silly me, of course you would, Sara told us you were a foot freak" she then pulled her feet from my lap "get back to your chores and let us get changed, oh and when you finish our lockers give my shoes a good shine also boy" she added and what I thaught was going to be something I dreaded was turning out to be a fantasy come true.

I went back to mopping the bathroom but couldn't stop thinking about what was going to be awaiting me when they finished their shoot around. They had left for the gym when I finished the bathroom and per Michelle's orders I began cleaning their metal lockers, I was really determined to do a good job as I polished and cleaned every inch of the two lockers. The hole time I was cleaning the lockers I kept looking at Michelle's mules laying on the floor and kept trying to recall what her feet looked like while she was wearing them.

The lockers practically sparkleing I sat down on the benchand picked up one of her shoes, looking to see if the coast was clear I couldn't helpbut take a sniff of her shoe trying to inhale her foot scent, of course all I could smell was the leather but as any foot fetishist knows I convinced myself I could smell her sweet smelling foot. I then took a clean towel and using allot of elbow grease I buffed and polished both shoes for all I was worth, I was determined to please her with my efforts. As they had still not returned when her shoes were as clean as I could possibly get them I picked up Denise's rather large sneakers for a girl and did my best to clean those also.

I was still cleaning her second sneaker when the two of them walked back in chatting about their workout. They snickered and giggled when they saw me on the bench wiping the sole of Denise's sneaker. "So let's take a look at the cleaning wimps work shall we" Michelle said to Denise and the two of them looked at their lockers with huge grins with looks of mild surprise, I'm sure they never expected to see them so clean and Denise said "damn, we may have to make him do the rest so they don't look so out of place"

She said it somewhat as a compliment to my efforts but Michelle took it seriously replying, "you know your right girl, we need to be sharp tommarrow and we don't want our teamates think we're getting special treatment, you hear that wimp, I want all the lockers looking as good as our's before you leave today" this was not ggod news to me as there were some fifty lockers in there it would take me close to eight hours to clean all of them as good as theirs and Denise who started the idea seemed to realize that and changed the order.

"That'll take him all day and night chell, why don't we just have him do the teams lockers that way he can work on the carpet and benches also, I'm sure the other girls would be thrilled to have this hole row looking like brand new" Michelle thaught about it for a minute and then agreed with her friend "I guess your right Deni, change in plans wimp, just do these twelve lockers but I also want you to scrub the carpet on your hands and knees and also polish the benches top and bottom, you got that?"

I felt fortunate for the change it was still going to take a while but not nearly as long as polishing all the lockers as I replied with "yes Miss Michelle, I understand" it just seemed normal for me to answer those who took a dominant role with me with such respect but it came as a bit of a pleasent surprise to the two of them "Miss, I like that, always refer to us that way" Michelle said which of course I would anyways but responded with "of course Miss"

"good, now let me see how you did on my shoes" Michelle who was taking more of the lead role said. I picked up her mules and presented them to her but instead of taking them she just directed me to turn them this way and that as she inspected them "very nice wimp, ...why don't you give them a kiss" she giggled seeing if I would do it, of course I did as I placed a kiss on the toe of each shoe "shit, you really are some kind of a foot freak arnd't you boy!" Michelle laughed surprised I actually did kiss her shoes and then Denise added "I guess he'll have no problem licking our sweaty feet then"

I really don't think they expected I would do such a thing but now they seemed to be looking foreward to having me lick their feet almost as much as I was. "get on the floor wimp so we can sit down" Michelle ordered growing much more confident that all her orders would be obeyed. I knealt on the floor setting her shoes back on the carpet as they both took a seat and examined me for a moment trying to decide how they wanted to proceed.

Michelle stuck her foot on my thigh "take off my shoe wimp" she said and I almost instantlly began to get hard as I began untying the laces of her sneaker. I slid off her shoe and could feel her very moist sock, they had obviously worked up a good sweat. "Oh my god! I think he's getting a woody Chelle" Denise laughed and now I was beginning to feel self concious as my face reddened and I bowed my head "is that right wimp" Michelle laughed also as she moved her damp socked foot to my crotch area "your right Denise, he's hard as a rock, what a pervert!"

What started out as something very exciting to me was now turning out to be quite humiliating and I was growing nervous again, I thaught they understood my fetish but their reaction was telling me that they couldn't understand how a guy could get that excited from touching their sweaty feet. Michelle pulled her feet away saying "I'm not so sure my boyfriend would want a pervert playing with my feet, he just might kick your ass wimp" she said and I was so much looking foreward to servicing their feet exspecially Michelle's that I actually began to beg her to allow me to continue.

"please Miss Michelle, I'm sorry, it's just your feet are so beautiful, I'm sure many guys get excited when they see them" I actually got the hole sentance out without stuttering, I was that determined to touch them again. Michelle and Denise looked at each other and then whispered to each other before Michelle said "ya, you know your right wimp, I have seen dozens of guys checking out my feet when I walk around campus in flip flops, I wonder if their all wimps like you,...hum maybe I'll have to confront some of them, maybe I can get myself a foot wimp of my very own"

"oh I'm certain there's allot of guys out there who would love to be your foot wimp Miss Michelle" I said trying toexplain my fetish wasn't that unique "probablly some girls to" I added making both girls giggle at the thaught and Michelle was quickly regaining her confidence "well if my feet are that precious to you I think you should beg me to touch them" She laughed curious on how I would respond. It didn't take more than a second for me to bow my head to the carpet before her feet and begin to beg for the privelege of licking the sweat from her bare feet.

"oh very well wimp, take my other shoe and socks off and start licking, I want to know what it feels like already" Michelle was getting hot herself with her new found power rush of having a guy grovelling before her feet begging to lick the sweat from her toes. She pulled her foot back when my tongue first touched her toes but then put it back and as I gently lapped the sweat from the top of her smooth dark skinned foot she was growing much more receptive. My penis was again rock hard having shrunk when they were having second thaughts.

"I can see you two are enjoying yourselfs, I'm going to take a shower" Denise said as she was beginning to become uncomfortable as Michelle had begun moaning as my tongue began moving to her sole and she was now beginning to massage her own pussy. I felt proud of my efforts and even though I was extremely aroused myself I wasn't even thinking of my own pleasure as I was giving my all in working my tongue into the most sensitive parts of her gorgous sole. She let out a scream as she came and a few moments later became a bit self concious as she kicked me in the head "enough wimp!" she said and still a bit weak herself she stood up "I'm going to the showers, get busy on the lockers!"

I was depressed as she walked away, I thaught I was going to get to cum myself but her hard kick to my head ruined the moment for me and now it was back to work, such is the life for a wimp I guess. My erection quickly diminished and it took me a moment to recover but I did as she ordered and as I heard the two of them laughing in the showers I picked up my rag and cleaner and began working on their teamates lockers.

Some ten minutes later I heard Denise's voice call out "Hey wimp! Crawl in here!" I wasn;t sure if this was a good thing or bad but I was curious to find out as I immeadiatelly began crawling to the showers, as I got close Denise's voice again rang out "Keep your head down, I don't want you gawking at our bodies, that's for the real men" and I thaught Denise was the shyer of the two but she had seemed to find her dominant side in the shower. I crawled in my eyes on the floor as the hot water was still flowing.

"strip wimp! And then crawl in here, I want some of that foot worshop" Denise ordered. I was a little concerned about being naked before them as I was rather shy but her order was quite serious and I began removing my clothes "keep those eyes down!" Denise ordered as I moved about trying to pull my pants off. Once I was naked the girls both giggled and made a few derogative remarks about my scrawny body which certainlly didn't help my self confidence "get over here wimp and start on my toes" Denise ordered and I made my way to where the water was falling. I found Denise's feet and lowered my head being pelted by the water and began kissing her long toes.

Both girls were next to each other as I kissed and licked at Denise's toes I was constantly being brushed by Michelle's feet. It didn't take long for Denise to begin getting hot herself as I kissed and licked her feet, Michelle was also sticking her feet to my mouth to share in my worshop and I was not expecting what came next. As the girls were getting hotter they began fondleing each others pussy and tits, of course I couldn't see them as I was warned several more times to keep my eyes on their feet only but from their movements and their soft moans I knew they were pleasuring each other.

Most every normal guys fantasy was taking place above me and being the wimp I was not permitted to even sneek a peek. They had lost intrest in me as they were getting each other off as I followed their moving feet around the shower floor. They both enjoyed tremendous orgasams and several moments later my head again was kicked to the side "lick the floor dry while we dry off wimp!" Michelle ordered as the water turned off "and keep those eyes down!" Denise added with another kick to the back of my head, being warned so many times I didn't dare try to get a peek of their athletic nude bodies as they left the shower which I was now licking the floor of.

I heard them laughing at me for a few minutes as they dried off and then they walked back to their lockers. I was left in the shower for some fifteen minutes before they came back to the vanity area to brush their hair. "Arnd't you done licking that floor yet wimp" Michelle giggled "Yes Miss Michelle" I replied with my aching tongue "well then get out of there, you still have all that work to do" she laughed.

They were now both dressed as they brushed out their hair and I picked up one of the towels they had dropped to the floor to dry myself off as Denise pulled it out of my hands "did we tell you to dry off wimp!" "ah no no Miss Denise, I ah I just" "Shut up wimp, just get back to your chores!" she ordered. I stood up naked before them and I guess it was ok with them for me to stand as they didn't say anything but as I began walking back out to the lockers Denise snapped the wet towel catching me squarelly in the ass which was already still sore from the beating I recieved the night before "Move!" she had ordered just as the towel snapped against my ass. I let out a howl and both of them errupted in laughter and Michelle said "nice one girl!" and then the two of them high fived each other.

My thrill of being at their feet was now over as now I was feeling very embarrassed as I dripped from my naked body as I once again went to work cleaning lockers. My penis was now completely shriveled as it was now chilly as the airconditioning blew down on my wet body. Michelle was the first to come back to the lockers "put my shoes back on me wimp" she ordered as she was still barefoot. I knealt down and held her shoe for her as she slid her foot in and then the next one. "kiss them goodbye wimp" she giggled and I experianced no joy now just humiliation as I kissed the toe of each shoe.

With my head bowed kissing her shoe their workout shorts, shirts, socks and panties were dumped onto my head followed by four sneakers bouncing off the back of my head as Denise had come back also and both girls again laughed as Michelle finished shaking out the contents of their gym bags onto my bowed head "make sure all those are washed, folded and hung back in our lockers before tomarrows game wimp" the two girls then walked away together laughing all the way out the door.

I sat on the floor in shame for several minutes trying to figure out what had just happened. Realizing it had not been a dream and really did happen I quickly went and dressed afraid someone else might walk in and I had already been through enough humiliation for one day. Four hours later the twelve lockers were all cleaned along with the carpet and bench. I finished the rest of my normal duties and then picked up the girls clothes I had put in a bag and headed out.

I noticed the clock as I walked outside, it was almost 4 pm, all I could think now was that Josh was going to be pissed, I was suppose to have his money to him by noon, now I was four hours late and I still had to get to the bank to cash the check. I knew he was not going to accept my excuse and wasn't even sure if I would tell him what had happened, I guess my ass was going to get it again.








Jocks Rule
Chapter 5

I was on my way home from the bank, thankfully I had made it there just in time to cash my $300 check and converted it into Josh's $330 cash, I should have been pissed that all this money I had worked so hard to earn was going to Josh but instead all I could think of was how pissed he was going to be because I was more than four hours late delivering it to him. It was amazing how enslaved I had become, I rarely ever thaught about myself anymore all my concerns were was Josh happy, was Sara happy, was the person I happened to be serving at the time happy.

I decided to pick up a pizza on my way home, I was already late and I thaught maybe if I brought food home it would soften the blow. I walked in and the living room was empty but I could here them in the bedroom, they were making love, another good thing I thaught, surely they would be in a good mood after that.

I placed the pizza in the oven to keep it warm and tidyed up the living room which amazing enough wasn't that messy. The wait was killing me as I listened to Sara's moans and Josh's grunts as I sat quietly in the living room. Some thirty minutes later Josh came out with a big satisfied grin wearing only a pair of cotton shorts.

He plopped down on the couch picking up the remote saying "hey faggot, what's happening" he didn't seemed pissed at all as I nervously responded "hello Sir, nothing Sir, I ah I just got home" he began flipping channels with a contented grin, life was good for him, a gorgous girl he just screwed in the bedroom and a devoted lacky sitting across from him waiting to do his bidding.

"get me an iced tea faggot" he ordered quite comfortable with the situation not even looking at me. "sure Sir, I ah I brought home a pizza also Sir, I didn't know if you had eaten" I replied jumping off the chair to fetch his drink, again he grinned saying "ya that sounds good, bring me some of that also" surely he hadn't forgotten today was payday for him and I was walking on pins and needles just waiting for his anger to emerge.

When I returned with his drink and plate Sara had come out and was seated next to him in just her panties and bra. What an awesome looking couple they made. "hi faggot, was your day interesting?" she giggled, of course I thaught, they knew all about my day in the locker room, they had probably arranged the whole thing.

"ah yes it ah it was different Miss Sara" I nervously replied still not positive on how much they knew. "I bet it was, I'll have the same faggot" Sara chuckled again referring to the tea and pizza I was bringing to Josh. "sure Miss Sara" I said and set down Josh's plate and returned to the kitchen to fix a plate for Sara.

After serving Sara I stood nervously to the side and then said "I ah I have your money Sir" Josh and Sara looked at each other grinning, they were very pleased with how devoted I had become and then Josh said "oh that's right it's payday" he looked at the stack of twenty's I held out to him and said "do you really want me to have your hard earned money faggot?"

I was taken aback as Sara grinned at Josh's new tormenting game, of course he was going to take the money but now he wanted me to insist he take it or at least that's the way I saw it. "ah yes Sir, it's ah that's what ah we agreed on Sir" I didn't know what I was suppose to say or do as I nervously swayed before them. Maybe I should have said hell no, I busted my ass for it I should keep it but that thaught didn't even cross my mind.

Sara had snuggled up under Josh's strong arm to enjoy the show as Josh continued his game "ya we agreed on it but if you really want me to have it I think you should beg me to take it" his grin widened and Sara's girlish giggles continued. At least I wasn't being beaten for being late was all I could think as I tried to play along with him.

"ah please Sir, take the money you deserve it" I said lowering my eyes "not very convincing faggot, get on your knees" he was having a ball with this game of his. As I fell to my knees he continued "why do I deserve it faggot? You did all the work, shouldn't you keep it?"

The more he talked the more I was thinking he was right, he was screwing Sara all day while I scubbed, polished and was humiliated by the girl basketball players, but this was his world, I was just a pawn in it and now I had to try to convince him that he was more entitled to the money I had worked for than me.

I lowered my head to the floor and placed a soft kiss on his bare toes and then said "please Sir, I want you to have it, I don't deserve it, you and Miss Sara would spend it much more wisely" Sara's giggles had turned to laughter as she watched her hunk of a boyfriend humiliate and demean the groveling wimp at his feet.

"your right faggot, I could spend it on a trinket for my foxy girlfriend or maybe I could use it to pay for one of Sara's pedicures to pamper her toes that you seem to like so much or maybe we could just blow it at the bar buying drinks for our friends and us, much wiser than you would blow it. You'd probably use it for something goofy like maybe your college education or maybe sending it to your poor parents so they could pay their electric bill or buy some food"

The parents quote really hit a nerve as they both laughed above me he was stating the obvious, my parents could really use the money to get through some tough times and he and Sara would eventually blow the money on something friviolous, why didn't I have the balls to put an end to this, he was playing me perfectly, extracting any self pride I might have left and at the same time instilling in me that I was insignifitant, only an object to make their lives more pleasuable.

He could sense the thaughts running through my head and took that moment to prove his conquest as he placed his bare foot on the back of my bowed head. "you begged well faggot, I am much more entitled to the money than you, so I'm going to alow you to give it to me, but you have to present it properly" he was really struggling to keep from bursting out laughing as he ordained the way I should present my earnings to him now and in the future.

"On paydays you will kneel across the room from me and then crawl to my feet, you will then kiss my feet and say someting like please accept this money master, use your own words, amuse me, then when I place my foot on your head you may lift your arms up and present me my cash"

Him and Sara could no longer contain their laughter when I meekly replied "yes Master" after a few moments of laughing hysterically Sara said "do it faggot, do it now" I crawled to the other side of the room while they continued chuckling and then crawled back to Josh and again lowered my head and kissed his toes saying "please Master accept this small token from your faggot" using my own degrading words and bringing out more laughter from both of them.

Josh placed his foot on my head saying "very good faggot, I like it" I awkwardly lifted my arms up holding the wad of twenties for him to snatch out of my hands which he did. I truely felt like a slave at that moment, I owned nothing I was nothing, everything I had including myself belonged to my masters.

They went back to eating their pizza as Sara ordered "go clean the bedroom, and take the sheets and comfoter to the laundrymat" It was official, I was their slave and they intended to take full use of me. What more could a couple of spoiled coeds ask for, their young lives were turning out splendidly.

I spent the next three hours cleaning their bedroom and bathroom and at the laundrymat washing the sheets as well as their's and my dirty clothes. When I returned home they had left to meet friends at the bar, a note was left instructing me to wash, wax and vacuum out Sara's car.

A few days later another incident of their domination took place. I had returned home from one of my classes which I wasn't even sure why I was even attending class anymore as it seemed my life would be devoted to Josh but for now I was still attending my classes. I walked in and Josh and Sara were on the couch watching MTV videos.

They didn't greet me and as what was now a routine after I put my books in my room I began picking up after them which all seemed perfectly normal and they paid me no attention even as I dusted the coffee table around their propped up feet. When a commercial came on Sara said "hey faggot, go fetch the mail, I'm expecting a magazine I ordered" "yes Miss Sara" I replied and went back out in the chilly rain to the complex mail boxes.

I returned with the mail in hand which included the glamor magazine she had ordered along with a few utility bills that I was responsible for paying and a letter from my parents. I handed it all to Sara's waiting hand as I was not allowed to open anything until they looked at it first. Just another way of showing me I had no rights in their apartment that I paid for.

Sara had all but moved in now as I even had to give up my closet to accomidate her overflow of clothes. She thumbed through the mail tossing the bills onto the floor for me to pick up and then she came across my letter. "looky here faggot, a letter from home" she chuckled as she tore it open, I had no privacy and at this point expected none although I was a little peeved about her opening the letter from my parents.

"heel faggot, let's take a look at it shall we" she said quite accustomed now to treating me like a dog and just like an obiediant little lap dog I knealt down next to her as she began reading the letter to herself. "you really must tell your dad he's got lousy writing" she paused to remark and I just hung my head trying to ignore her comment. I was very interested to see what he had written but had to remain patiently as she hummed and hawed as she read on.

"hum, your dad is inviting you to go to a gardening show with him, oh dear, it's a shame you can't go, that's the exact day I want the closets reorganized" she giggled and I was about to make a remark but thaught better of it, of course this was just another way of teasing me. My dad was a secret gardening fanatic, it was his hobby but very few people knew of it as it was not considered a very manly hobby and my dad was a little embarrased about it. I had been attending this show with him for years.

"I didn't know your dad was into gardening, I'll have to tell my folks, my mom's been wanting a good gardener for years, maybe they can both work for my parents" Josh stated quite frankly and I was afraid of that but I still remained silent. "oh well, the rest is all jibberish" Sara chuckled as she crumpled up the letter and tossed it across the room in the direction of a trash can.

I began to go after it but she ordered "stop! Did I give you permission to go?" I reassumed my heel position with head bowed meekly replying "no Miss Sara" she knew I desperatelly wanted to read the letter but just as Josh frequently did this was her turn to torment me. She pretended to ignore me as I remained humbled at her side for several minutes and then she said "go put those bills in your room and then fix a snack for us, if it's good I might just let you read the letter" she loved the power she had over me, it really excited her to see me squirm before her or Josh.

"yes Miss Sara" I responded and went to follow her orders. I served them a tray of meats and cheeses and Sara made me heel again as they ate and drank the tea I had just made fresh. I kept looking at the balled up letter dying to read it and Sara knew it was killing me not to be able to. Finally she said "stop your fidgiting already, go get the damn letter and bring it back here, you can read it while you rub my feet"

"thank you Miss Sara" I said very gratefull for being allowed to read my own mail. I crawled over and picked up the crumpled paper and returned to where Sara's ankle socked feet rested on a pillow on the coffee table. I did my best to smooth out the letter then placed it on the table next to her feet as I began massaging her soles I read the letter. It was not very long as my dad was a man of few words but along with asking me if I was going to go with him to the gardening show he also wrote that him and mom were fine.

He wrote that mom had started her new job with the Collin's and she was working many hours, she wasn't thrilled with the job but the pay was good and she was gratefull to the Collin's for the oppertunity. He said it was good that she was working again because he was getting less hours at his job and money was still tight. My heart was aching, they were such hard workers it just wasn't right they should be struggling, I guess I lost my concentration on the foot massage as Sara demanded "pay attention to my feet faggot or I'm going to shred that letter" "oh I'm sorry Miss Sara" I appolagised and began appling more pressure to her instep the way she liked it.

I was through with the letter now anyways so her feet were now recieving my full attention. It may have not been the right time but I decided to ask "ah Miss Sara may I ask a question?" She grinned at me as she looked at me over her socked toes, They were even amazed at how servile I had become "what is it faggot" she said granting me permission to ask "it's ah it's just that ah this is really important to my dad" she cut me off knowing what I was getting at "and my closet being organized isn't important!" she tried to say with a straight face.

"oh no Miss Sara it's very important I ah I was just thinking that ah maybe I could do it the day before" organizing the closet was just the first thing that had popped into her head, it was not something she had really scheduled the bottom line though was I needed their permission to be away for a weekend as god forbid they would have to find a way to survive without their devoted servant. Josh was more interested in the show he was watching but he was listening with one ear with a big shit eating grin on his face enjoying the way Sara was making me grovel.

"your asking for allot faggot, what day is it anyways?" she asked having forgotten already "it's a Saturday two weeks from now Miss" I answered her questions like a child begging for a piece of candy. I was giving her feet the best massage possible hoping to win her favor and her genntle sighs told me she was enjoying it. "oh alright but you will not leave until the Friday evening and I'll expect you back before we wake up on the Sunday...and I'll expect you to really kiss up to us for the next two weeks for granting you permission" she was through with her game as she was now more interested in laying back into the plush leather couch, closing her eyes and enjoying her foot massage which something told me could be a lengthy one as she looked like she was going to take a nap and I knew I was not to stop until she told me to.

"yes Miss Sara, thank you soo much" I thanked her for something I shouldn't of even had to ask for and a small smile came across her pretty lips as she gave a small brush off with her finely manicured fingers indicating she was done talking and just wanted to enjoy her foot massage.

Talk about walking on glass, for the next two weeks I was kept on edge trying to make sure both of them were kept happy and comfortable, at the slightest sign that they needed something I fell all over myself to get it done, they knew it and were using it against me at every oppertunity, dropping hints that they might change their minds.

Right up to the day I was leaving they kept me squirming as five minutes before I was going to leave Josh said he needed his basketball sneakers cleaned, I didn't even protest I just quickly gave them a good cleaning and then I was off. As I made my way down the interstate it occurred to me that this was the first time in almost three months that I wasn't under Josh's rule. Him and Sara had gone away on a couple of weekend trips but even then I was left with a list of chores to do.

It was two AM when I arrived at my old house and my mom and dad had waited up but we didn't have long to talk as my mom had to be at work by 8:00 as Ms. Collin's told her she couldn't afford to give her the day off because they had a big upcomming party to get ready for.. My mom wasn't happy about it but being the dedicated employee she was she agreed to it, knowing I was on a short schedule though Ms. Collins did agree to let me and my dad visit her for awhile before we went to the show.

My mom was already gone the next mourning when my dad and I ate breakfast, we were both rather quiet people so we didn't talk much and then we went to visit mom. When we pulled up to the Collin's home I could tell buisness was ood for them, they had added another wing to the already big house including an indoor pool. When we rang the bell I was a bit surprised even though I shouldn't have been to see my mom answer the door in a maids uniform.

She invited us in saying she would be with us shortly as she was just finishing up one of her chores but that Ms. Collins wished to say hello to me and she pointed the way down the new hall to the new indoor pool. My dad said I should go but he prefered to wait in the foyer for mom, he was very uncomfortable around the Collin's. Mr. Collins was away on buisness so only Laura Collin's was home or so I thaught.

I went down the hall and entered the pool area which was decorated as a tropical resort. Ms. Collins was laying face down an a massage table being given a massage by a handsome massuer probably named Hans or something like that, next to her was a pretty girl of probably just eighteen recieving a massage also by another handsome sweedish massuer. Ms. Collin's saw me and said "oh hello Tim, it's so nice to see you again" She then snapped her fingers and said something in Swedish and the massuer stopped his massage and helped her back into her robe as she began to rise up off the table.

"please have a seat Tim" she pointed to a chair across from one two of those chairs one would see in a beauty salon for giving pedicures and then spoke in Swedish to the massuer again and he walked out and as she got down from the table and made her way to one of the pedicure chairs two women walked in carrying a bag of supplies. "so how are Josh and Sara?" she asked as casual as could be as one of the woman took her place on a small stool at her feet and the other on a stoll by her side and they began giving her a pedicure and manicure.

Laura noticed my attention was divered and said "don't mind them Tim, it's just so much more convienant to have the salon come to me instead of me going to them" spoken like a true snob I thaught to myself as I then replied to her question "their fine Ms. Collins" again she noticed I was now looking at the young girl still being massaged behind her "oh, I'm sorry, Tim this is Josh's cousin Kelly, she's visiting us fpr a few weeks, Kelly I'd like you to meet Josh's roomate Tim" the pretty long dark haired girl lifted her head slightly giving me a smirk and then lowered it again, I was sure she knew all about me from her expression.

I looked around the lavishly decorated pool area in astonishment, hell there was even a water fall. Here I was begging Josh to accept my meager earnings when his parents were having a banner year. I was brought out of my thaughts by Laura's small shriek "ow, please be carefull woman" "I'm so sorry Ms. Collins" the thirtish woman giving her a pedicure replied with a tint of nervousness, just like the many maids before my mom I'm sure this woman feared for her job knowing mistakes would be reported to her boss.

Just then my mom and dad walked in and before I could even say hello to my mom Laura said "oh there you are Martha, please bring us two more herbal teas" "yes Ms. Collins" My mom answered dutifully and again dissapeared to the kitchen, of all the nerve I thaught, she couldn't even allow us a few minutes to talk and neither my dad or I were asked if we cared for any refreshments although that would have been awkward having my mom serve us as a maid.

"so George are you all set to start Monday?" Laura asked my dad and I gave him a look of confusion and my dads face reddened and then Laura said "oh I'm sorry, did I spill the news?" she had a smug grin much like the one I've seen many times on Josh's face. "what ah what's going on dad" my dad was embarrassed and just looked down at the floor as Laura picked back up the conversation "well since I let the cat out I'll tell him George, Tim your dad has recently been laid off, but then Wayne and I were told of his gardening skills and we offered him a job also, It seems their house is also being foreclosed on and we felt bad but as we have been having a great year we offered him his full old salary if he we take on additional duties other than just gardening and he accepted to be the chauffer and pool maintenance also. We even agreed to give them room and board so they could get caught up on their debt and we also agreed to finish paying for your schooling as long as they signed a two year contract with us, so everything worked out spendidly" Laura said with a huge smile.

I looked at my dad and he couldn't even look at me, he was a proud quiet man and I could see that the pride had been sucked out of him but they mustv'e really been in a bind to accept all those terms. The Collin's were doing to them what Josh and Sara had done to me although not on as severe basis but it seemed much the same. My mom came back carrying a tray with two tall tea glasses just as Laura's neice Kelly was getting off her massage table. She took a seat in the identical pedicure type chair next to her aunt and just like the spoiled little bitch she appeared to be she snapped her fingers at woman giving Laura a manicure and said "you don't mind if I have her start on my pedicure do you aunt Laura?" "oh no of course not dear, be my guest" Laura smiled pulling her hand away from the woman who then lowered her stool and moved to Kelly's feet.

My mom set the tea's on the table between them without a thank you from either and then Laura said "Martha, I was just telling Tim of George's new job" "oh, I, we hadn't told him yet" my mom said somewhat shocked by the news "yes, I'm sorry, I sort of let it out of the bag" Laura said as if it was no big deal. "would it be ok if I talked with George and Tim for a little while Ms. Collins" my mom respectively asked her employer "yes of course, I'm sorry why don't you take a fifteen minute break" how kind of her I thaught.

I rose up and went towards my mom and dad so we could go somewhere with a little privacy when that spoiled bitch cousin of Josh's said "oh Martha, when your breaks done I would like you iron a pair of pants I laid on my bed" "yes Ms. Stetson" my mom responded to her.

We walked into the kitchen, none of us had much to say, we all seemed to be indebted to this family. We all hugged and tried to give each other strength to make it through these tough times. They asked me about school and I couldn't bare to tell them what was really going on but I did answer truthfully saying classes were going ok which they were. They emphasized I do well in school so I might have better oppertunities than they did by not ever going to college. I promised I would but as of now I wasn't quite sure what the future held for me and for how long Josh and Sara would keep me under their heels.

My mom's break ended and she said she had to get back to work, we all hugged again and my dad and I left, I didn't even return to say goodbye to Mrs. Collins, I doubted she cared, she had had her fun, I'm sure she was much more interested in her pampering at this point.

My dad and I went to the gardening show although it wasn't the same as years past, he was not there for his hobby, this time he was there to see what kind of plants would brighten up the Collin's garden. The day past and before I knew it I had to get back on the road to make it home by two or three AM. My dad and I hugged again, I took one last look at the house I had grown up in as I probably would never be inside of it again.


Jocks Rule
Chapter 6

I drove through the night, heavy rains had slowed me down and I didn't arrived back at campus until about four AM. I was beat and all I wanted to do was get a good nights sleep. I reached the front door of the apartment and there was a note stuck to the door with large letters reading faggot. I pulled the note off and was saddened by what it said 'faggot, we have guests over, you'll have to sleep in your car so you don't disturb anyone. You'll need to go to the grocery store in the mourning we need breakfast for eight at ten'

So much for a good nights sleep, it was chilly out and I didn't have a blanket or a pillow, not to mention I could only sleep for about four hours anyways since I now had to go to the grocery and have breakfast ready. I looked in my wallet, only $50 left, it would take all of that to serve eight and I wasn't going to get paid again for three more days. I knew Josh would't reimburse me for the groceries and I would have to beg him for a few dollars to get me through the next few days.

I layed out the best I could in the back seat and was out quickly constantly reminding myself I had to be up by eight. I woke up at 8:30 and realizing I was behind schedule I rushed to the grocery store. I felt miserable as I pushed the cart through the store trying to hurry but at the same time budget shopping.

I made it back to the apartment by 9:30 and when I opened the door my jaw dropped. They must've had a party, the place was trashed and two guys and a girl were sleeping on the couch and floor. I quietly made my way through the rubbish and around their bodies to the kitchen and then went back for the remaining bags.

None of the sleeping guys or girl even stirred from their peaceful slumber as I made my way through again. I didn't recognize any of four which meant I face further humiliation in front of somebody new. I began unpacking the groceries and decided a buffet type breakfast would be best.

It was now ten and I was ready but where were they, I guess schedules were only for me. I thaught about taking a quick shower but then one of the guys who was sleeping on the floor walked into the kitchen. He was a fairly attractive guy with long hair, he sat down at the kitchen table and stretched and yawn as I felt awkward standing near the sink. "you must be faggot" he grinned "coffee faggot" he said, it was obvious he knew my place in the apartment and I picked up the coffee pot and poured him a cup and set it before him.

He took a sip and before he could say anything the other guy and the girl walked in and sat at the small table "that looks good, I'll have a cup also" the short blonde haired girl said as she yawned and then kissed the guy I had already served, who must've been her boyfriend. They seemed very comfortable giving me their orders which in a way was good because I didn't have to answer any embarrassing questions "can i get you a cup also" I asked the other guy who didn't sit down and he looked at the guy and girl who were seated and the blonde girl said "he doesn't need a cup, I'll serve his refreshment later"

That caught me off guard and then she pointed to the floor and the guy knealt next to her chair and she ran her hand through his hair like she was petting a dog. I was transfixed on the scene as she said "you did well last night slut, I'm very pleased" the girl said and then she motioned to her pussy and the guy crawled under the table and began kissing her cotton short covered crotch.

What the hell was going on I wondered. Fortunatelly Josh and Sara strolled in with a fairly attractive girl crawling behind them, the girl had her hair cut very short, almost a crew cut and she had multiple piercings even her relatively small tits were pierced as they were exposed and all she was wearing was a pair of panties.

I looked on in disbelief as Josh said "hey faggot, so you made it home" "ah yes ah Sir" I wasn't sure how to respond but I was quite use to addressing him as Sir and no one thaught it was strange. "why don't we go into the living room, there'e more room and faggot can serve us breakfast out there" Sara suggested and the seated guy and girl got up and the guy who was under the table followed on his hands and knees as they all went to the living room. "Coffee and juice faggot" Sara ordered before joining the rest in the living room.

I wasn't sure how many cups and glasses to bring out so I just placed several glasses and cups on a tray along with the coffee pot and a craft of juice. I carried the tray out, Josh's friend Jeremy and Lyn who he was now dating joined the rest of them on the couch. The guy who had been on his knees in the kitchen was still on his knees now kneeling next to the same blond haired girl with his head resting against her thigh.

The crawling girl now knealt to the long haired guy from the kitchen gently stroking his calf. They continued their conversation asI sat the tray on the coffee table and began pouring. "that piercing in her tongue is great, and really stimulates, now Josh wants me to get one" Sara was saying and she continued "I told him no way, if he wants it that bad he can get faggots tongue pierced" everyone laughed and I really didn't even know what she was talking about.

"I just got comfortable having him lick my feet, there's no way he's giving me a blow job!" Josh fired back and now I knew what they were talking about and I turned red but none of them were paying any attention to me anyways, it was like I wasn't even in the room. "so I take it our little slut pleased you" the blond haired girl asked Josh and Sara "hell ya!" Josh quickly said and then Sara added "I was a litle uncomfortable at first, I never had a girl go down on me before but damn she has some tongue"

I was really feeling uncomfotavle myself as I now stood there not knowing what to do next "our you going to serve the juice faggot or do we have to get up and get it ourselves" Jeremy said rather arrogantly "I'm ah Im sorry Sir, I ah I just didn't want to interupt" I said as I picked up two juice glasses to bring to him and Lyn"would you like coffee also" I asked "no just juice for me" Jeremy said and Lyn added "I want coffee, cream and sugar" "yes Miss Lyn" I replied bringing a smile to her face at my addressing her as Miss.

I freshened the guys and blonds coffee and served them juice as the guy said "pour some juice into a bowl for our pets" "ah yes Sir sure" I replied to the bizzare request. I then served Josh and Sara knowing how they took their coffee "is breakfast ready?" Josh asked "yes Sir, I was planning on laying it out like a buffet" "buffet! So were suppose to get up and serve ourselves! And what were you going to do, lounge on the couch! Get your ass back in there and fix our plates and it had better still be hot!" Josh demanded and I immeasiately went to comply, what was I thinking, buffet, I should have known better.

I rushed around the kitchen warming plates in the microwave and gathering up utensils and napkins "how about that bowl of juice faggot!" called out the long haired guy, I had forgotten in my haste to get their breakfast. I quickly filled a bowl and brought it out "set it there on the floor" the blond girl ordered pointing to the floor in front of her and her boyfriend. I sat the bowl on the floor and the girl snapped her fingers "go ahead kittens, lap up your juice" she said and I watched a moment more as the kneeling guy and girl bowed their heads and took turns lapping the juice from the bowl, damn what a trip.

I wanted to watch more but I had already stayed too long and went back to the kitchen to finish filling their plates. I carried out the first two plates and served the new guests first having to step around the lapping guy and girl before them. "looks good, I'm starving" the guy said as I handed them the plates filled with scrambled eggs, hash browns, sausage, bacon and toast. "ah will they be getting a plate Sir" I had to know if I needed to bring a plate out for what appeared to be their slaves "no faggot, we'll feed them from our plates" the guy answered.

I returned to the kitchen serving Jeremy and Lyn next and then Josh and Sara, I was expecting eight to be eating so I had leftovers, I had already eaten while I was cooking so I just covered the rest in case anyone wanted seconds. I was called back out by Sara to refill coffee cups.

Once all the cups were refilled Josh said "make yourself useful faggot, start cleaning up the trash" I looked around the room, it was more of a mess than I had ever seen it, it was going to take an hour just to pick up all the trash, that's when I made a foolish comment "our they going to help me Sir?" the kneeling guy and girl shot me a wicked look as did Josh "what the hell kind of a question is that faggot! They are nothing like you! They are very talented sex slaves, your just a wimp, you'll show them the same respect you do us! I aught to let them beat your ass just for asking that they help you"

The kneeling sex slaves both displayed huge grins "can we Mistress!" the kneeling girl asked the blond girl "it would be a nice little treat for them Josh" the blond said and I knew my ass was grass, I had just recently fully recovered from the paddling I recieved a month ago. "why not, it'll make for some good breakfast entertainment" Josh chuckled "fetch the paddle faggot" he added and my head hung as I responded softly "yes Sir"

I went to my room and found that Jeremy and Lyn had trashed my room also, just add more cleaning time to my list. The paddle was on the floor either used last night or just knocked down like everything else. I carried it out and as soon as I re entered the room Sara snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor. She wanted me to present it like I had been taught to present Josh his paycheck.

I knealt down much to everyones amusement as I started crawling across the room to Josh. I stopped before him bowed down and kissed his bare toes. "he is well trained, I love your presentation technique" yhe blond girl complimented Josh and Sara "he's learning, but nothing like your pets" Sara said "oh, are you thinking of using him as a sex slave" the blond girl responded as I continued kissing Josh's toes because he still hadn't placed his foot on my head singaling me to present the paddle.

"hell no! the idea of him licking my pussy repulses me, no he can stick to my feet" Sara started off seriously and then giggled at the end. Her words were very hurtfull, not that she cared. Finally Josh placed his foot on my head and I remained face to his foot as I lifted the paddle upwards. "ladies first" he chuckled handing the paddle to the kneeling girl.

"move out in front of us faggot, give us a good show" Josh ordered using his foot to push me away. I didn't even question their orders anymore I just did as I was told as I crawled out to the middle of the room. The extremely short haired girl stood up and walked over to me with the paddle tapping in her hand. She was a small girl and I didn't think she could do much damage but that is also what I thaught about Lyn.

The three couples sat on the couches eating the breakfast I had cooked and served now looking foreward to the amusement of seeing me get paddled, and for all this entertainment I was providing I was the one who was now broke. The girl began to play with the paddle running it along my body and then gave my ass a few light slaps. "pants down!" the girl ordered to the chairs of the onlookers, something told me this girl had done this before as I lowered my pants.

She took it upon herself to first snap my underware and then yanked them down nearly tearing them off my body. She then sat on my back and increased the power behind the taps to my ass, she hit me not very hard about twenty times, no severe pain but I could feel my ass heating up, yes she had definately done this before. She then stood back up and to the laughter of everyone she ordered me to lick the paddle and to make sure I got it good and wet.

It was quite humiliating to be licking this wood paddle that in moments was going to be causing me a great deal of pain, the laughter and degrading comments didn't help either. The little bitch made me lick the paddle for a good five minutes she even lifted it three times and spit on it and then made me lick it again to spread her spit around, that brought a roar of laughter which is probably why she did it three times.

Then it was time to get started with the actual beating, she walked back towards my ass and the next thing I felt was her spitting on my ass. I was now just praying she would beat me and end the humiliation, my prayer was answered in the next moment as I could actually hear the paddle whistle through the air rushing through the small holes in the paddle and it landed with a tremendous smack.

She may have not had much strength but she knew exactly how to use the paddle as it didn't even hurt for almost two seconds but then a rush of pain ran through every nerve I had and I let out a scream. "damn, that was awesome!" Lyn exclaimed still giggling at my quivering body. "ya but he's much to loud, he's going to disturb the neighbors, so as the saying goes, put a sock in it!" laughed Sara and she put her plate down and removed her socks and shoved them in my mouth.

"that should quiet him down" she giggled and the others roared again with laughter. The girl again spit on my ass and again the paddle whistled through the air and again the excrutiating pain and my now muffled scream. Five more times the girl hit me and I could take no more as I fell to the ground sobbing, the girl walked around to the front of me and I grabbed at her ankles and lowered my socked filled mouth to her feet pleading for mercy.

She stuck her toe into my mouth and hooked Sara's socks and pulled them out of my mouth so I could properly kiss her feet and beg her to stop. I kissed her feet for all I was worth and then she said "sorry, I think I'm going to give you ten more" she was about to put the socks back in my mouth when Josh said "I think he's had enough little slut, if you beat him much more he'll be useless to us and the whole place still needs a good cleaning" I let out a sigh of releif, Josh may have protected me for the selfish reason he gave but I actually think he was feeling sorry for me.

I knew my ass was on fire and could only imagine what it looked like, I could swear it was bleeding. "aw, I was just getting warmed up" the girl whinned "that's enough slut, he doesn't belong to us and he is not use to such beatings, now go get your things, we really need to be leaving soon anyways" the girls mistress said. "yes Mistress" the girl answered her and as I remained sobbing on the floor the blonde girl who I finally heard her name to be Sylvia and her long haired boyfriend named Damien explained they had to meet some people at the club.

I didn't know what the club was but I was happy to see the little tyrant who had beat me leave. They all said their goodbyes and once they left I still remained on the floor sniffling as Josh, Sara, Jeremy and Lyn sat back down on the couch. "do you beleive what she did to his ass, and she wanted to give him ten more" Josh spoke to the others and as I was not ordered up right away began to make me worry that I was bleeding badly.

I had to ask "ah Sir, please how bad is it?" I could here Sara and Lyn giggle as Josh answered my question "well let's just say you arnd't going to be sitting for a while" he chuckled which I took as a good sign as if I was bleeding I wouldn't think they would be laughing. "I tell you what, that slut gives one hell of a blow job but there just too deep into the S&M scene for my taste" Josh said and Sara agreed with him.

"Ya, their ok but they were a little wierd" Lyn said and then Josh felt I had enough time to recoop "allright faggot, time to get to work, I'm tired of looking at this mess,so get busy" as soon as I moved I could feel the pain and I knew Josh was right, I wouldn't be sitting anytime soon. Seeing I was struggling just to move they all pretty much left me alone as I began picking up the garbage that littered the room, ya maybe that was kind of them but not one of them offered to help unless you can consider Lyn kicking an empty can that layed at her feet in my general direction as help.

A short time later Jeremy and Lyn said they had to leave also and once they were gone Josh headed back to his bedroom and Sara said "we're going back to bed faggot so try to be quiet while you clean up, looks like youv'e got enough work to keep you busy for a while" she then let out a yawn and went to the bedroom also.

Without going into detail let's just say I worked ten hours that day to get the apartment back in shape, the only good thing was that by the time I finished I was so beat that the searing pain of my ass when I laid down only lasted for a few minutes before I drifted off to sleep.

Two more weeks passed by and although there was no reduction in my normal chores Josh and Sara seemed to be taking it easy on me as my ass was still healing. I was no longer having to stuff padding down my pants just to sit down.

Then one day I got some news I didn't want to here when I arrived home from work. Josh and Sara were seated on the couch when I walked in "hey faggot get over here I want to tell you something" as was now the custom I kneat down before them. "my mom called me today, their throwing a party at the house now that all the remodeling is complete" Josh began and I just listened "she's sending her chauffer to pick me and Sara up this Friday" I didn't think anything of that for a moment but then I realized my dad was their chauffer.

Josh and Sara waited until I caught on and when I did I hated the idea of my dad making that long drive just to pick up them and I said "couldn't I just drive you two there Sir?" They both grinned and Josh said "maybe you could but you weren't invited" Sara giggled when he said that and my head just hung, it wasn't like I could argue with him.

"I'll tell you what faggot, I'll call my mom back and see what I can do" Josh said with a smirk and then added "why don't you go scrub the kitchen floor or something and I'll let you know what she says" again Sara grinned and giggled as she snuggled up to Josh. "yes Sir" I replied and went to the kitchen.

After I had washed and waxed the kitchen floor I returned to the living room where they were watching a movie "make us some popcorn faggot" Sara ordered when I came into her view and again I did as ordered. After I served the bowl of popcorn and drinks Sara pointed to the floor and I again knealt before them. She extended her leg and for the remainder of the movie I massaged her feet.

When the movie ended Josh said "I talked to my mom" this was the news I was waiting for "she said her guest list was already filled...but she did say they could use an extra server so I voulanteered you" he said smugly and Sara giggled once again "ah ya sure Sir, does that mean I can drive?" I asked hoping to get my dad out of it "yes you are going to drive" Josh said with a sly grin and Sara's wicked grin told me there was still a catch then Josh continued "but Sara and I are still going to be picked up by the chauffer or should I say your dad, my dad just leased a new limo and Sara and I feel it'll be a hole lot more comfortable that riding in the back of either of our cars"

Once again my head hung low, I had been defeated once again and wasn't looking foreward to the upcoming weekend where my mom, dad and me were going to serve as the hired help for the Collin's ritzy party.





Jocks Rule
Chapter 7

That next Friday came all to quickly as I found myself finishing packing Sara's and Josh's suitcases. They were out at a resturant eating breakfast with friends but had left me a long list of instructions of things they wanted done before their limo arrived. I had already done the laundry and hand washimg of their underware and socks, the shoes they were taking had been cleaned or shined and polished. The CD's and DVD's they wanted for the long ride were placed in a small carryon type bag, along with gum, magazines, and a few condoms.

Condoms, it would be just like them to screw in the back of the limo while my dad the chauffer drove, they probably wouldn't even lower the privacy devider making my dad listen to their sounds of passion while he drove and no doubt they would leave the spent condoms laying on the limo floor for my dad to throw out when he cleaned the limo.

I felt so embarrassed for my dad but I knew he would carry out his duties to the best of his ability, that's just the way my parents were. I finished al their packing just as they arrived home and two minutes later my dad arrived. I let him in and we greeted each other, he was dressed in full chauffer garb even wearing the white gloves and cap.

"Don't you look spiffy George" Sara somewhat giggled, I was dying inside, I always referred to their parents with the utmost respect and here she was caling my dad George, it was even harder on me when my dad responded with "thank you Miss Nolan" Sara loved it as she displayed a big grin "get the bags George" Josh ordered him and I tried to voulanteer to do it saying "I can do that Josh" Josh gave me a stern look, probably pissed I didn't address him as Sir and he shot back with "no you can't, that's the chauffers job, besides you need to go check the back of the limo and make sure it's stocked with the champagne I resquested"

This time I did reply with "yes Sir" as I hung my head, my dad thaught my response was rather strange but he said nothing as he went to get their bags. Josh like Sara was pleased with himself as he also grinned. He knew damn well that if he requested champagne that it would be in there but wanted my dad to carry their bags and he probably also wanted me to see the luxury they would be riding in while I drove my beat up pickup for the long eight hour drive. My dad had actually arrived in town late the night before but must've had instructions to stay at a low budget motel and not to arrive at the apartment before ten.

I walked out to the sharp looking white stretch Lincoln Limosine, brand new it must've cost about a hundred grand. I opened the back door and it was loaded, plush leather seats in the back and along the side, it could seat eight adults very comfortablly. Two moon roofs, a small bar with a small refridgerator, a nineteen inch plasma TV with a DVD player and awsome sound system, hell the rear seats even had foot rests, heat and massge units built in. There was even a sattlite dish for the TV and high speed modem for the recessed lap top, printer, fax machine and telephone.

I found two bottles of the expensive champagne chilling in the fridge along with several bottled waters a few beers and a snack tray. My dad was loading the bags into the trunk as I climed back out "close the door Tim" Josh ordered at least he didn't call me faggot as him and Sara stood a few feet away grinning. I closed the door even my dad thaught this was a litle ridiculous as the two of them were ready to get in but they insisted their chauffer open the door for them and my dad knowing Josh was just as much his employer shrugged it off and reopened the door as first Sara and then Josh got in and my dad then handed Josh the little travel bag I had packed.

"tidy up the apartment a little before you leave Tim, see you there" Josh chuckled before my dad closed the door, my dad then gave me a look of dismay, I beleive he had an idea of what was going on but all he said before getting into the drivers seat of the luxerious limo was "drive carefully son, but try to hurry, there's alot we have to do yet" that little comment told me that Ms. Collin's surely had my mother running ragged getting everything just right for their party.

There wasn't much to do, only make Josh and Sara's bed and pick up their clothes they had just changed. I knew I wouldn't catch up to them as Josh and Sara who's parents were among the guests were anxious to see their parents and I'm sure Josh was having my dad exceed the speed limit to get them there as quickly as possible.

I started out driving over the speed limit myself, I was not looking foreward to getting there but I wanted to be able to provide my parents as much help as possible, I'm sure there was much to be done before tomarrow afternoon. It was now late winter and the farther north I drove the colder it was getting, although it was still warm enough that the unusual amount of snow that had fell earlier in the month was slowly melting and turning to slush.

About fifty miles from the house I saw the limo on the side of the highway, they must've picked up a screw or something because my dad had the car jacked up and was undoing the lugnuts on the rear wheel. I quickly pulled over and of course Josh had not bothered to get out and give my father a hand, no him and Sara were snuggled up in the back seat the car still running to provide them heat as they sipped the expensive champagne.

My dad and I spoke no words as I started pulling the spare tire from the trunk, I could tell he was a bit perturbed as he continued loosening the lugs in the cold air, his neatly pressed uniform now had slush covered knees and his white gloves were filthy, I could just imagine Ms. Collins docking his pay to have the uniform cleaned.

As we put the spare on I heard the rear window lowering and Sara say "would you two mind hurrying up a little, I'd like to see my parents some time today" and just as quickly the window went back up once they felt the chilly air. My dads face reddened, I knew he was getting more than a little angry and I felt really bad for him, he had worked too hard all his life to have to put up with the crap this eighteen year old girl and twenty year old guy were dishing out.

As my dad retightened the lug nuts I threw the flat tire in the trunk. It was a good thing they were in a hurry I thaught or Josh may not have allowed me to help my dad. The tire changed I followed the limo from the shoulder, we'd be at the house in less than an hour. I was impressed as we pulled into the drive that they had turned into a brick circular drive, very impressive.

My dad stopped the limo before the now double wood door entrance and I stopped behind him. By the time I got out of my truck my dad was already at the back door of the limo opening the door. As my two regal looking masters stepped out Josh couldn't wait to give me his first order at the house "this walk way is entirelly to messy and slippery, Tim your first job is to sweep it off and make sure it's dry before someone slips" he looked at my dad as he spoke either to show him he controled his son or as to say it was my dads fault it wasn't clean.

Josh and Sara walked up to the front door hand an hand and the door opened just as they reached it, there stood my mom in her working maids outfit, not the fancy one I saw her in several weeks ago, ready to take the light jackets Josh and Sara were wearing, Josh's mom and dad as well as Sara's were their also ready to greet them.

My dad had begun to remove their bags from the trunk while the families hugged and greeted each other and before they walked deeper into the house Ms. Collins said "Tim, please don't leave that eyesore parked there, there's a shed around back you can park it there" They al moved out of the foyer before I could even answer.

I went back to my truck as my dad carried the two heavy suitcases into the house. Before I got into my truck my dad said "Tim, make sure you come in the back door when your done with the sidewalk, Ms. Collin's doesn't like us using the front door" "ah ya sure dad, no problem" I answered him, I'm sure I would learn more of the rules as the weekend went on.

I found a broom and some towels in the shed where I parked my truck and walked around to the front of the house to sweep and dry the walkway. I then found the rear door that use to lead into the kitchen, now it led into a mudd room where several pairs of shinned up gloshes were lined up as well as some coats hung, as a few of the pairs of gloshes looked rather expensive I assumed those belonged to Mr and Ms. Collins, I wondered whos job it was to keep them shinned up, the other cheaper pairs were probably my mom and dads to use when they went out fot the mail or more firewood.

I hung up my coat and proceeded into the kitchen, there was another woman in there about my moms age dicing some vegtables, the cook I assumed and when she saw me she smiled softly saying "you must be Tim, lord knows we can use the help, it's been rather hetic around here, I'm Gloria it's nice to meet you" "ah hello" I replied "there's an apron in that cupboard, you can start by bringing out that tray of ordervs to them" nothing like being put right to work I thaught but that's what I was here for.

I grabbed the apron and picked up the tray of fancy finger foods and headed out to the family room. I quickly noticed that this room had been revamped also, dark teak wood on the walls gave the room a warm cozy feeling and the big stone fireplace had been enlarged giving it a majestic appearance. They were all there seated on the custom made furniture, Josh and Sara, their parents, that spoiled bitch Kelly I had breifly met over a month ago and her mother, Laura's sister who I discovered later had won a huge divorace settlement from her very wealthy older exhusband, that explained the special edition Jaguar I had seen in the expanded four and half car garage when we arrived.

I began moving about the room serving the ordervs' being barely noticed, I then noticed my father standing in a corner of the good sized room. He had changed clothes and was now in full butler garb. The Collin's wern't quite wealthy enough to employ allot of servants so the three servants they had pulled various duties. He held an empty drink tray in his white gloved hands as he stood practically at attention in the corner.

Josh's dad Wayne then said "George, stoke the fire some...and try not to get your uniform dirty this time" how rude I thaught as several of them chuckled at his joke, my dad apparantlly use to such remarks simply said "yes Sir" and he set down his tray and went to stoke the fire to keep all the guests warm and cozy.

It was then that I also noticed my mom busy dusting the display cabinet containing several fine antiques. I was just offering the snack tray to Sara who looked into my eys with a devilish grin and then she said "Martha...go run me a bath, I'd like to take a nice bubble bath before dinner" she knew I hated seeing my mother treated as a servant but my mother now quite accustommed to her new position merely said "yes Miss Nolan, would you prefer any particular scent?" Sara didn't understand what she was asking but her mother Cindy quickly said "use the lilac Martha, I think my daughter will like that" "yes Ms. Nolan" my mother replied.

As my mom was about to head up to the guest room Laura said "Martha, after you've drawn Sara's bath you had best change into your other uniform to serve dinner, why don't you give Tim your list of chores you haven't completed, he can do them while we have our dinner, oh and be sure to tell him how I like them done" "yes Ms. Collins, as you wish" my mom replied respectively.

This was going to be a long weekend I thaught as I carried the empty tray back to the kitchen. "they've finished that whole tray already?" the cook said as I reentered the kitchen. "yes maam" I said and she then said "well be a dear and set the dinning room table for me, I'll show you where all the fine china is" "yes maam" I replied and I followed her out to the newly remodeled dining room.

She took me to the china cabinet and showed me the sterling silverware, she then explained to me how the table was to be set before going back to her cooking duties. Once the table was set I returned to the kitchen and my mom was in there talking to the cook, they seemed to be good friends which made me happy, at least she had someone she could talk with. She was now dressed in her formal maids outfit.

"oh hello Tim, I need to go over a few chores with you" my mom said. I wanted to hug her and ask if everything was ok but she was all buisness as I joined her at the tiny table in the kitchen. "I'm going to be tied up serving dinner for the next couple of hours but there's still a few chores that need to be completed" she began and then pulled out a list she kept, kind of like a check off sheet. "the library still needs to be dusted, you'll need to dust the books and under them, the pool furniture all needs to be cleaned and polished and all the windows in the pool area need to be washed, I have a special cleaner for those and both the inside and outside need to be cleaned, oh and make sure you get to the upstairs guest bath and clean the tub and bathroom where Miss Sara is taking her bath before they finish dinner, you may have to go back to the windows, just make sure the bathroom is cleaned up before their done with dinner."

My mom was attimate about having the bathroom cleaned apparently having been scolded previously for not doing it in a timely manor, I was also surprised at her referring to Sara as Miss Sara even though they wern't even in the room,being a live in maid I guess she always spoke of her employers and their guests with the utmost respect. . "ah ya sure mom, but ah when do we get to eat, I haven't had anything all day" I asked her "I'm sorry Tim but you'll just have to wait, we usually all meet back here about nine to heat up the families leftovers" she could here my stomach growling and being my mother she felt bad and said to the cook "Gloria is there something I can give him to snack on?" "oh sure Martha, let me just heat up some of yesterdays meal" the cook happily obliged as she pulled a container out of the refridgerator. There wasn't much but the small pork chop and vegtables help quiet the rumbling for the time being.

My mom showed me to the cleaning supplies and directed me to the new library in the house. Dusting the many books was very time consuming and just as I had finished I heard the tinkle of a dinner bell, the families were ready to begin being served their dinner. I hadn't even got to the pool area yet but I thaught it best to go clean the upstairs bath since my mother made that a priority.

I wasn't supprised to see the bathroom left a mess, why would I expect to Sara any less messy than at our apartment. I drained the lilac smelling bathwater fron the big jacuzzi tub and began picking up the towels and her dirty clothes. I then scrubbed out the tub and the marble tiled floor, walking into the bedroom her and Josh would be using I noticed their suitcases had already been unpacked all all their clothes were hung or in the dresser, mints had even been left on the perfectlly made bed, all my moms doing I assumed.

I then made my way back down to the indoor pool stopping for a moment at the bottom of the stairs to inhale the magnificant aroma of the pasta dinner they were dining on. Following my mom's instructions I began the tedious chore of cleaning and polishing the many pieces of pool furniture. I then began washing the many glass windows noticing the sun was all but set and it sure looked chilly out, I was not looking foreward to washing the outside glass which didn't even look that dirty as they appeared to be washed on a regular basis.

Fininshed with the inside glass I passed through the family room on my way to get my coat from the mudd room, I couldn't see the dinning room but I could here their laughter as my mom was now serving dessert, they sure lived a glorious life, they may not be among the super wealthy but they enjoyed living like they were, I had always thaught of the Collin's as arrogant but now they were downright snobs as I heard a bit of the conversation about how people down on their luck should not be given any handouts "why should my tax dollars go to feed and house those freeloaders, there's always trashed to be picked up along the highways, make them earn their wages, that's what I say" Josh's dad was saying and everyone at the table agreed.

Damn it was cold out I mumbled to myself as I climbed up the small step ladder to wash the first of many windows. Half way through my chore dinner must've ended as I saw Ms. Collins, Ms Nolan and Josh and Sara enter the pool area, Laura was showing them how nice it turned out. Noticing me outside shivering as I washed the windows Sara and Josh gave me one of their superior sarcastic grins, Josh making a circular motion mocking me while the others giggled at his cruell sense of humor.

It was almost eight pm by the time I finished and headed back inside to warm up, I couldn't imagine my mom or dad doing such a chore even though I knew they did. Gloria was busy doing the dishes as I hung my coat back up. "don't put your coat away just yet Tim, Mr. Collins wants you to bring in some more firewood, it's near the back of the yard" do the chores never end I muttered to myself, I had barely had a moment to sit down since I got here. I put my coat back on and made the long walk to the back of the big yard finding a mound of firewood all neatly stacked along the fence.

At least there was a small cart there to wheel the wood back to the house. I filled it and struggled to push it up the slippery path back to the house. My dad was there to meet me when I got in the back door "just dump it here Tim, I'll take it in, but you had better get another load, that fireplace burns allot of wood" "sure dad" I answered not wanting to show him I was dead tired, afterall him and my mom did this on a daily basis who was I to complain.

I delivered the second load and my dad told me to put the cart back where I found it as Ms Collins didn't like seeing it by the back door. It had to be almost nine I thaught, I didn't even care that much about dinner now I just wanted to sit down for awhile, I thaught I had it hard serving Josh and Sara at the apartment, this was at least like twice as hard.

It must've been nine as I walked back in Gloria was setting the heated up remains of their meal on the small table in the kitchen, there were only three chairs so I pulled up a srep stool to sit on as the four of us sat down to eat, not much was said as we all just seemed to enjoy the moment of rest after a long days work which made it even that more irratating when I heard the intercom buzz "George, we need some drink refills in here" came Wayne's voice and my dad didn't even hesitate as he began to rise, damn them I thaught, they couldn't even refill their own drinks and allow us twenty minutes to eat dinner in peace.

My dad came back a few minutes later saying nothing as he sat back down to finish his quickly cooling dinner. As the four of us finished our meal of their leftovers my dad said "Mr and Ms. Collins would like us all to join them in the family room when the video they are watching is over" We all helped to clean up our meager dishes and then sat back down to relax while we waited on their movie to end.

PS
Things get a bit more interesting possibly, Readers you make the call, does the real faggot get exposed to his parents or does the party go off much like today. The next chapter doesn't start until I get your feedback.









Jocks Rule
Chapter 8

The four of us were gratefull for the thirty minute pause of our service to the Collin's family and their guests, not much was said as we sat quietly waiting to be buzzed into the family room. Then it came as the intercom buzzed and Wayne's voive came accross the speaker "please join us" was all he said and the four of us stood up and walked into the family room.

None of us knew what this was all about as we looked at all their smug grinning faces as they sat comfortablly on the couches. "We wanted you all to join us and watch the slide show of our cruise several weeks ago" Wayne said and I immeadiatelly began to break out in a sweat. Surely they wern't going to include those very embarrassing photos of me serving at their feet.

My dad was ordered to freshen their drinks before they started the slide show as I nervously fidgited behind the couch standing next to my mom and Gloria. I could swear several of them were giving me devilish grins as if to tell me I was about to be thoroughly humiliated in front of my parents, but maybe I was reading to much into it. The suspense was killing me as they were taking their sweet time sipping their freshened drinks and making small talk before starting the show, I just wanted to get it over with.

We had not been invited to sit down and there were no available seats anyways as the four of us remained standing behind one of the couches. Then using the remote Wayne dimmed the lights some and the show was about to start. The first slide popped up showing the massive luxury cruise ship at the port, this was after they had left the apartment, maybe I was going to be spared I began to pray.

Ten more slides passed showing various parts of the cruise ship and their delux suite. I began to relax slightly listening to the oohs and aahs from the other guests as they viewed the astonishing luxury of the cruise line. I glanced at my parents and Gloria as they looked on with jealous admiration, none of them had ever expieriance such opulance and probably never would.

I now breathed a sigh of releif thinking they just wanted to show us how the other half lived, a cruel way of rubbing our noses in their good fortune. For the next thirty minutes my family and Gloria remained standing silently while the slide show continued and they all chatted about the amazing pictures of their excursions on the islands they visited.

I had totally left my guard down and then it happened as the next slide came up there for everyone to see, me on my hands and knees with Josh and Sara resting their bare feet on my back. I did a double take and then nearly passed out from the shock. The room had erupted in laughter with the exception of my parents and Gloria who at first was stunned and a few moments later even she put her hand over her mouth to stiffle her chuckle.

My mom and dad looked as white as me trying to figure out what they were seeing but were to stunned to say anything for a minute or so as Wayne pressed the clicker a few more times showing me as a footstool for him and Laura and for the Nolan's ad then me kissing several of their feet.

My mom and dad looked at me for an explanation but I just put my head in my hands beginning to cry. "What's the meaning of this Wayne!" my dad then demanded no longer remaining silent. Josh's dad let out a chuckle and replied "well I would like your son to explain but seeing as he seems to have swallowed his tongue I'll tell you" again my dad looked at me this time with contempt as my mom moved away from me and closer to dad also stunned at what she was seeing.

"come on George and Martha, you must've noticed how subserviant Tim was at the diinner we had" Wayne began and then continued "well that's what he is, Josh's and Sara's servant or I probablly should say slave since he doesn't actually get paid" Wayne and the rest of them laughed after that comment and his wife Laura quickly added "the way I hear it is that Tim actually pays Josh" the laughter continued.

"why are you doing this to us" my mom was now crying also as she said through her tears. "I guess it's a bit selfish of us, but we felt Tim's special services would come in handy this weekend, so we felt it was best to just get it all out in the open now before our other guests arrive" Laura stated speaking quite honestly. Wayne had turned the lights back up causing me even more embarrasment as I felt all eyes upon me even though I could not bare to pull my face out of my hands.

Josh's parents stayed in complete control of the awkward situation and noticing my dads growing anger Laura continued to say "now don't go thinkng about doing anything foolish George, like leaving us,...remember you both signed a two year contract with us and with our ties to the local judges we could have you thrown in prison if you think about breaking it, not to mention humiliation we would put you through if this went to court" they had thaught this whole thing through and my parents knew they were trapped.

I could sense my father getting more furious with me by the second but I knew my mother would protect me or at least I was hoping. Gloria in the mean time remained silent, she felt bad for my mother exspecially but even she had thaughts running through her head on how this could benifit her. She now seemed to have the upper hand, at least among the servants of the house.

"so what do you expect of us, were nothing lke our son" my dad said feeling trapped and now trying to distant himself and my mom from me. "we expect nothing more than what you've been giving, perfect service George, we couldn't be happier with yours and Martha's work" Laura said and Wayne added "we will continue with our end of the contract, paying off your debt, paying your salaries and covering your medical exspenses"

Laura again picked it up from there "were even going to continue to put Tim through school,...although we never did say what school" she, Wayne, Josh ans Sara all chuckled and giggled as it was as much a surprize to everyone else as it was to us what she said next "starting next week Tim is leaving the university, Josh and Sara have found some excellent schools near them that would be more benificial to his choosen life of servitude, he'll begin attending a cooking school and a massage and beauty school" now everyone began laughing of course with the exception of me and my parents.

"bravo! I think that's great, and very gracious of you and Wayne I might add" applauded Sara's mom Cindy. My tears had dried up as I pulled my head from my hands looking at Josh's parents in astonishment and then noticing the huge satisfied grins on Josh and Sara's faces.

The only positive aspect from my point of view was that I no longer had to hide the fact from my parents about my strange choosen lifestyle. I was extremely saddened though by their obvious dissapointment with me. My dad cleared his hoarse throat and then said "if there's nothing else Martha and I would like to go to our room" I really think Laura wanted to assign them another chore but she held no annamosity against them other than the power rush she got from her and her families utter control over them.

Laura said after a moment "I understand George, you are dissmissed,...oh but one other thing, Josh and Sara have given Tim a cute little name and you may here several of us call him by it, I beleive it is faggot" my tears started again, how could she! To my dad it was like the final straw as he looked at me with disgust and just mumbled "whatever" as he then held my weeping mother as they began to walk away.

I watched them walk away with a huge lump in my throat and thinking I was free to leave also I began to turn to walk to the garage or somewhere I could really break down and cry but was immeadiatelly halted "you haven't been dissmissed faggot!" Sara blurted out amongst the laughter, Gloria was now joining in the laughter now that my parents had left.

I turned back towards them and all of them beamed with joy, I'm sure they all felt the that the whole thing with my parents went very well and now they all looked foreward to the fun and enjoyment they could have at my exspense. Sara then snapped her fingers at me and pointed to the floor in front of her and Josh, just like she does at the apartment.

I had no alies at this point and meekly walked to them and knealt at their feet. Josh's cousin Kelly the spoiled bitch looking girl just half grinned, she did not seem to care for me at all, her mother, Laura's sister, on the other hand had a much more ammused quisical look on her face seeing me obey my masters like a well trained mutt. Gloria also appeared quite amused now knowing the full story.

"I thaught your mom and dad took the news rather nicely" Sara giggled and then said "heel!" a trick her and Josh had taught me since the last time we were with their parents and now she was eager to show it off as I lowerred my head and placed my lips to the carpet about two inches from her sock coverd heel. "so he's learned some new tricks" Sara's dad Ron laughed. "ya, he's comming along quite nicely Ron" Josh said putting his arm around Sara and crossing his legs allowing his loafered covered foot to hover above my head.

"So, who would like to be the first to sample faggots talents?" Sara grinned knowing most everyone wanted a shot at me. She paused briefly and then said "how about you Gloria? I'm sure your feet must be sore from standing all day, would you like a nice soothing foot massage?" I couldn't see her reaction as my eyes only seen carpet but she grinned widely and said "oh, that would be wonderful, may I Miss Nolan?"

Laura quickly interviened on Sara's behalf "of course you may Gloria, part of faggots new duties is to make sure everybody is happy, even his parents for that matter, oh and speaking of them, I'd like you to take more control of the household staff, it'll free my time up some and it'll allow you to pawn off some of your duties if you choose to, just as long as evertrhing still gets done, Wayne and I will be happy. I'll explain the new chain of command to them in the mourning"

I was flabbergasted, Ms. Collins really didn't have anything against my parents she was doing this as another way to torment me, or was she actually trying to turn my parents into the groveling wimps that I was. The idea terrified me. Gloria was estatic "thank you Ms. Collins, that is so kind of you" she practically fell all over herself showing her appreciation "no problem Gloria, you've been with us longer than them anyways, it only seems fitting, now why don't you have a seat and let faggot do his magic on your feet" Laura replied and she moved closer to her husband giving Gloria room on the couch.

Gloria sat down and Sara nudged my head with her foot "move it faggot, and keep those fingers nimble, I've already prommised my mom a rather lengthy footrub before she goes to bed" "and I've been looking foreward to it ever since we got here" her mom giggled twisting her high heeled sandeled foot in my direction as I moved towards Gloria. "I'm going to bed, I'm sure I'll find some way this wimp can entertain me in the next couple of days" the bitch Kelly said as she kissed her mother and then stood up, there was something about her that really frightened me.

Everyone said goodnight to her except for Gloria who was more intrigued with the way I was gently removing her nurse like white shoes from her feet. Her nyloned feet were quite calloused, nothing at all like the pampered feet I was accustomed to servicing. Both her shoes removed I began working my thumbs into her warm moist nyloned covered feet, almost immeadiatelly Gloria sighed not at all use to the relaxing feeling of having her tired feet massaged.

"this is so wonderfull, thank you so much Ms. Collins" Gloria again thanked Josh's mom even though it was me doing the servicing. "it won't be long Gloria and your feet will look like mine" Laura smiled back at their cook. "I doubt that Ms. Collins, yours are quite lovely" Gloria responded and sighed again as I began working on toes which badly needed a professional trimming of her ragged edged toenails.

I was also wondering what Laura had meant by her comment of Gloria's feet improving, certainly there was only so much my massages could do in just two days, was she intending to allow Gloria to share the services of her proffessional pedicurist's or was she intending to have my mom or dad perform this service for her, I was hoping the later was not the case.

It was really getting late now and Laura's sister Kathy said "I think I'll retire myself, if the faggots available, I'd sure like to be awoken about nine with one of those foot massages" "sure sis, no problem, you here that faggot, nine sharp" Laura then said to me "yes Ms. Collins" I meekly replied continuing on the now thirty minute massage of Gloria's feet.

A short time later Sara's parents Ron and Cindy decided to call it a night with Cindy touching my thigh with the toe of her shoe after saying goodnight to the others "I'll be seeing you shortly" "yes Ms. Nolan" came my reply. After they had left Josh said "so what do you think of our faggot Gloria?" "oh this is pure heaven, thank you so much Sir" this time it was Josh she thanked for the efforts of my now crampinng fingers.

"you haven't even expierianced the best of faggots talents yet" Josh chuckled, "her feet look rather sweaty faggot, see what you can do about that" he laughed and I as well as the others except Gloria knew what he meant. This was not going to be pleasent, it was one thing to lick Laura's, Cindy's or Sara's maticulously maintained feet but this older woman's calloused quite swaett soles was going to be a chore.

I began lowering my head to her feet in my hands and Gloria let out a surprized gasp "oh my lord, is he going to lick my feet!" she exclaimed "relax Gloria, it's really quite enjoyable" Laura explained to her as my tongue touched her very odorous moist toes. My servle tongue moved along the older woman's dirty nyloned sole removing the foul salty tastinng dryed sweat and dirt.

Sara even ordered me to suck on her reenforced stocking toes much to Gloria's enjoyment. Thankfully my cleaning of her feet was cut short as Laura said "I'm sorry Gloria but Cindy's waiting for him and my guests come first, faggot, I don't care where you sleep tonight when Cindy's through with you, but you are to report to Gloria by six am for your mouring duties" "I understand Ms. Collins, and thank you so much again, that was wonderfull" Gloria replied to her and I just said "yes Ms. Collins"

I reported to Ron and Cindy's room, they were already in bed and for over an hour I knealt at the foot of their bed massaging both of their feet under the covers until they drifted off to sleep. I decided to sleep on the kitchen floor that night not able to face my parents just yet.


Jocks Rule
Chapter 9

Six am came all too quickly as I got up from the hard kitchen floor used the bathroom and cleaned up before reporting to Gloria's room. I knocked on her door and waited for a few moments before her sleepy raspy voice told me to enter. I entered her small room and found her still in bed. "good mourning faggot" now even she was calling me faggot and showing her the same respect I showed all who took a superior role with me I replied "good mouning maam"

She smiled as she yawned then said "I've decided to sleep in a bit this mourning, so you can do my mourning chores, your parents already know what they have to do so your duties will be to clean the kitchen floor, when your done with that bring me a cup of coffee" "yes Maam" I replied, she was already taking advantage of her new position even though it wasn't even official yet, I couldn't help but think that starting next week it'd be my mom or dad bringing her coffee as she would begin getting an extra hour sleep from now on.

I began scrubbing the kitchen floor feeling terrible about what I had done to my parents, I was use to such treatment but the thaught that my parents would now even have more work to do just because I was such a wimp was killing me. My mom and dad must've already been busy on their chores because the coffee had already been made and two cups were in the sink.

At seven I brought cup of coffee to Gloria's room. She was up and dressed now as I handed the cup to her, she took a sip with a smile and said "Ms. Collins wants to meet with all of us in ten minutes in the dining room, is the kitchen floor done?" "yes Maam" I replied "good, then go wash up and meet us all in the dinning room"

I was very nervous as I cleaned myself up, it was going to be the first time I saw my parents since last night and I knew what was comming. I walked into the dinning room and Laura was seated at the head of the table in a spandex workout outfit, my parents and Gloria were standing across from her. I still couldn't bare to look at my parents but did glance at them, they didn't seem angry anymore but they also didn't show forgiveness, it was almost as if they didn't even see mee as their son anymore.

Laura took a sip of her orange juice and then said "not that were all here let's get started, last night was quite interesting but now that everythings out in the open I feel it's best we just move on. I can understand what you must be feeling George and Martha but what's done is done and I am not about to have my party ruined by squabbling amongst the servants so the three of you need to talk and work out your issues in the next thirty minutes. I have also decided on another change, it is to time consuming for me to oversee all the household chores, so starting now you two will report to Gloria, she will assign the duties and will report to me, I have already informed her that she can assign the chores as she wishes as long as everything gets done so I expect you both to show her the same curtosy and respect you show me,....are there any questions?"

Laura then took another sip of her juice waiting to see if there would be any response from my parents, I glanced at the three of them , Gloria had a smug happy grin on her face while my mom and dad just seemed to accept the new policy almost as if they expected something worse.

My dad then said "we understand Ms. Collins, and were ok with the change" Laura seemed a bit surprised at how well they took the change and then she finished off her juice and said "good, then if there's nothing else I'm going to start my workout, I'll let Gloria get you all started" she then stood up and walked out of the room.

It didn't take Gloria long at all to settle into her new authoritive role as she said "I don't think I need to tell you what to do, we all know what our chores are" she was speaking to my parents but then added "although Martha I would like you to clean my room also and George you can clean up the dishes in the family room and also change the kitty litter" perhaps little things but these were Gloria's jobs that she was now pawning off on my parents which we all knew was just a start, Gloria would probably begin reassignning all the chores she didn't care for to my parents.

"sure Gloria" was all my mom said but that wasn't good enough for Gloria as she said "I'm sorry Martha but Ms. Collins would like you and George to refer to me as Ms. Williams, please don't be offended" I was a bit shocked, I pretty much knew Laura said no such thing not that I would have been surprized if she had.but Gloria who I thaught was my moms friend and I thaught was very nice had decided to make the best of the change of events.

My parents not appearing to be phased by anything now both replied "yes Ms. Williams, no problem we understand" "good, well I'll let you all chat for a bit, but do try to keep it short, there's much to do before the party" Gloria said with a quite contented smile.

I broke down immeadiatelly "I'm soo soory mom and dad, I had no idea this was all going to come out" thinking they had pretty much disowned me I was pleasently surprised when my mom came over and with tears in her eyes also gave me a hug. My dad not the very emotional person also seemed to be shedding a tear as my mom said "we don't blame you son, much of this is our own fault, as bad as things seem we still owe a great deal to the Collin's, they helped us out of a very bad situation, they are paying us well and have allowed us to keep our retirement savings which if not for their help would all be gone now." I had no idea they had been in such bad financial standing, maybe I was judging the Collin's all wrong, I still felt they were treating my parents rather cruelly but I guess they felt they had a right to treat them anyway they liked at least for two years.

"We only wanted a better life for you Tim, but your an adult now and if this is how you choose to live your life we will not stand in your way, I am dissapointed but your mother and I still love you" my dad, never one to get mushy said and his words saddened me, I would have almost preferred them to be angry with me rather than dissapointed but at least I now knew where we all stood. I hugged them both and we were then interuppted by Gloria "I'm sorry to brake this up but Ms. Collins wants you to bring her and Mr. Collins another glass of juice to the gym George"

"ah sure Glo I mean Ms Williams" my dad said brushing a single tear from his eye. My dad walked past the smilling woman on his way to the kitchen as she then added "you may as well do my room first Martha since the other are not all up yet, and Tim please join me in the kitchen" we all broke up and I followed Gloria to the kitchen as my mom went to clean her room.

Gloria sat down on a chair and with a big grin said "you have a little time yet before reporting to Ms Dillon's room, give me one of tose terrific foot massages" this was an outright order and knowing I would not refuse she was already using the toe of one shoe to remove the other.Things were working out quite well for her, my mother was busy cleaning her small room, my dad was busy with the chores she didn't want to do and I was about to give her a luxerious foot massage. What more could a long time servant ask for.

I knealt before the older woman and she presented her foot to my hands and then rested back in her chair as I began rubbing her foot, at least this time it was early in the day and her feet were clean and had not begun perspiring. After about ten minutes she swithched feet and about five minutes later my mom came out of her room carrying her dirty bed linens.

My mom let out a small surprised gasp when she saw me on my knees massaging Gloria's foot "oh, hi Martha, I'm sorry, I just couldn't refuse getting a foot massage from Tim, he is just so good at it, you should try it yourself" Gloria stated making sound as if I voulanteered to give her a foot massage. "no I don't think I could do that Ms. Williams" my mom replied embarrased by the suggestion. Gloria looked at her and me for a moment and then said "I insist Martha, it's going to be a long day and you need to fee refreshed" she knew she could just order it outright but she chose a little more subtle way even though it was an order all the same.

My mom set down the sheets and Gloria instructed me to massage my mom's feet. Why not I thaught, if I was giving foot massages at least my mom would get a chance to enjoy one. My mom's enjoyment was not Gloria's agenda though as my mom let out a sigh as she enjoyed the pleasuable feeling of my massageing fingers, I was giving it my best wanting to rejuvinate her tired sore feet. "pay attention to what he's doing Martha, I can't imagine the new school teaching him to do it any better" Gloria chuckled, this was not really a compliment but rather Gloria's way of telling my mother that she wanted my mom to learn how I did it so Gloria could continue recieving foot rubs even after I left tommarrow.

My mom and me both knew her meaning but my mom was still enjoying the massage all the same. Some ten minutes later Gloria said "sorry Martha but Tim's expected in Ms Dillons room" my mom smiled at me saying "that was very nice honey, thank you" that was a change, it was the first time I was actually thanked for my service.

Gloria then prepared a grapefruit and a cup of coffee and placed them on a tray "here Tim, you can bring Ms Dillon her breakfast also" I carried the tray up the stairs to one of the six bedrooms in the house not including the servants rooms. Since my instructions were to wake her with a foot massage I didn't knock as I entered the room.

Kathy Dillon was still in a peacefull slumber, she was two years younger than her sister Laura and every bit if not more so attractive. I quietly sat the tray on the nightstand and then knealt at the foot of the comfortable queen sized bed. I looked at the clock on the nightstand 8:58, I decided to wait the two extra minutes, if she was anything like her daughter appeared to be I knew I would anger her if I dared wake her even a minute early.

I watch the clock and as soon as it flipped to 9:00 I placed my hands under the soft comforter and and found her soft bare feet, as soon as I began rubbing her soles her eyes flickered and at first her foot pulled away but then she extended it back into my hands and a soft delicate smile came to her lips. She was now awake but she remained with her eyes closed enjoying the unique wake up call. After spending so much time recently on Gloria's rather rough feet it was a pleasent feeling to me also to be carressing her pampered soft soles, even though they were not visible to me.

She enjoyed the massage for a good twenty minutes before her eyes opened and she stretched with a yawn "I have got to find me a butler like you faggot" she grinned and at that moment her daughter walked in through the adjoining door. Kelly jumped into bed with her mother giving her a good mourning hug.

"good mourning mom, I see your alarm went off" she snickered through her pouty spoiled gorgous lips. "some of that toe sucking for me faggot" Kelly ordered, I was a bit taken back, this gorgous girl didn't seem to want anything to do with me previously but I was only to happy to get a chance to place my lips around her beautiful crimson red polished toenails.

She crossed her beautiful feet and the ankles and as I moved my face towards her feet I inhaled a repulsive scent, then I noticed some tiny black specs on the bottoms of her toes. It only took a moment for me to realize she stepped in cat shit. "what's the matter faggot? you got a problem?" the brunette girl snickered while lightly elbowing her mother who didn't know what was happening yet.

I was still hesitant about placing my lips on her toes even though the specs of cat shit were very tiny, Kelly then brought her quisical mother in on her gag "that old fart butler got in my way when I went to get some orange juice while he was changing Fluffy's kitty litter, all I did was yell at him to move and the fool dropped the litter box, it was kinda funny though to see him scurrying behind me on his hands and knees trying to clean the mess off the floor after I walked through it. It was disgusting having to walk through it but I'm sure the old coot learned his lesson though as I took the long way back to my room, he's in my room now trying to clean the last of it from the carpet."

The spoiled bitch knew she was talking about my father and while the two of them giggled above me it was killing me to hear her tale of how she tormented my father. "your so bad Kelly" Kathy still giggling said to her daughter. "it wasn't like I planned it mom" Kelly replied to her giggling along with her and then her tone changed a bit as she wiggled her toes in front of me "you had better get busy licking that shit off my toes faggot or I might just go down and trample through the litter once more just to make your dad clean it up again!"

Now I knew why this bitch who had never even said a word to me before terrified me so much, she was a real work of art. I also knew if I hesitated even a moment longer she would go do it all again and I wasn't about to put my dad through that again. I lowered my mouth and took her foul smelling toes into my mouth, only minute traces of cat turds remained on her toes so it was just the foul smell and taste I had to deal with.

Kely took great pleasure in scraping her toes against my teeth as both her and her mother crinkled there noses "that's disgusting, your such a putz" Kelly snickered making it sound like I voulanteered for this humiliation. I accedently touched the top of her toes with my teeth which earned me a kick to the face "watch them teeth faggot!" she exclaimed as her foot lashed out and then she added "if you belonged to me I'd have your teeth removed, then I would have you fitted with special plates, one to be used to scrapethe horse shit off my boots after riding another set would be like nail clippers to trim my toenails and then another could be a file to smooth them" she laughed.

Her mother joined in her laughter saying "Jesus Kelly, what a sadistic bitch you are" saying it in good fun she added "maybe you should tell Josh of your ideas" this suggestion didn't really bother me, surely Josh would never do such a thing, I just stayed busy sucking and licking between Kelly's slender toes as she responded to her mother "ya, maybe I will, Josh isn't the obnoxious ass he was when we were younger and I really kinda like Sara" obviously it had been awhile since they last saw each other.

Mom and daughter continued chatting about what they were going to do this mourning before the party, they intended to go shopping for a couple of hours and then it seemed that Laura had hired three massuses for those who chose to have a massage before the party. "well I guess I had better go take a shower, enough of your slobbering faggot" Kelly then said and got off the bed going back to her room to take a shower.

I remained kneeling at the foot of the bed trying to work up enough saliva to wash the foul taste of Kelly's cat turd tainted toes. "I'm through with you also faggot, you may go back to your chores" Kathy said as she began getting out of bed, "yes Ms. Dillon" I replied and left her room.

I headed back down to the kitchen to see Gloria to find out what my next chore was. I passed my mom along the way as she was removing the bed linens from the guests rooms. Gloria was preparing the last of the breakfast items that my dad was bringing out to the buffet table so the guests could grab something before starting their day.

"there you are, your mother is falling behind, you'll need to help her get caught up. Start on the bathrooms, everyone is up now so they all need to be thoroughly cleaned" Gloria gave me my orders, normally it would be her job to help out with the maid duties but since I was available she would probably take a break, I began to wonder if she was even going to clean up the breakfast dishes, another of her duties or if she would push that off on my dad.

I didn't question her intent though just saying "yes Ms. Williams as I went to et the cleaning supplies. I passed Ron and Cindy on my way back to the stairs as they were off to the pool to relax, neither said a word to me just giving me a half grin instead as I stood to the side allowing them to pass me. Quite a contrast in lifestyles, me and my parents and somewhat Gloria would be spending the day doing normal everyday chores in addition to preparing for their party while the Collin's and their guests would have a day of leisure, then enjoy a nice party which we would be serving at and when they all retired for the night we would still be busy cleaning up.

After I cleaned all the bathrooms I helped my mom with the dusting and vacuuming and then helped the two employees from the party store set up tables and chairs in the pool area, they would do most of the decorating. While we set up the tables Cindy, Sara and Josh were recieving massages while Ron, Wayne and Laura sat and chatted waiting for their turn on the massage tables.

I glanced over at Sara and Josh several times, they were really soaking up the good life as their massuers worked on every part of their pampered bodies, Sara exspecially was becomming quite accustomed to be waited on hand and foot. I provided fairly good service at the apartment but something told me I was soon to have higher standards imposed upon me. Even their hands and fingers were being massaged to releive all their stress, not that they had any.

A few minutes later my dad walked in carrying a tray of drinks. I watched as he lowered the tray to each of them to remove a glass of ice tea, I felt so sorry for him having to bow and scrape like this. Cindy was just getting off of her table but Josh and Sara even after the thirty minute massage were still not thru as they remained on their tables. My dad was about to set their glasses of iced tea on a table but Josh had another idea.

"faggot, get over here" he ordered and I turned bright red, not only was my dad still in the room but now I was to be humiliated in front of the guy and girl setting up the tables as well as the massuers. His order even came as a surprize to his parents and the Nolans but once they saw what he had in mind they got a chuckle out of it. He ordered me to get his and Sara's iced teas which had straws in them and then he had me kneel in front of their massage tables which had the donut like pillow holes where the recipient of the massage could lay face down and breath easily while they recieved their lenghthy massage. My job was to hold their drinks up so he and Sara could sip at them without missing a beat of their massage.

The snickers and chuckles from the massuers and set up people didn't actually bother me that much as I had become use to being laughed at, it was the look of disbelief my dad gave me before Laura dismissed him that embarrased me more. After twenty minutes my extended arms were aching, not that they cared. Kathy and Kelly had returned from their shopping outing and joined the others by the pool, Kelly waisted no time putting the idle massuer back to work as she laid out on the vacant table.

"fancy cup holder you have there Josh" she grinned "you like that Kel, you can use him if you'd like, I'd had about enough" Josh replied to his cousin as he began getting off the table. Sara had no intention of leaving yet, she loved being massaged but at least I was able to lower at least one aching arm depending on whether or not Kelly would take him up on his offer.

"no thanks Josh, I'm not thirsty, but it would be nice to have the soles of my tired feet licked while Klaus here works on my shoulders" Kelly grinned slyly at me as she made herself comfortable on the massage table while Klaus if that was the muscular Swedes name or just a nickname Kelly gave him snickered himself as he began warming up some oil in his strong hands.

There were also grins and chuckles from the setup people who were continuing to work but were keeping an ear open to hear what humiliating torment I might be put through next. Sara also smiled aparentlly liking Kelly's idea "heel faggot!" she ordered with a phrase she was really beginning to enjoy using.

Embarrassed and redfaced once again I sat Josh's and Sara's nearly empty glasses of tea back on the table and then knealt at the foot of the massage tables. "he sure is becomming an obiediant little thing isn't he" laughed Sara's mom Cindy and was joined by the others in her laughter. "keep that tongue flat and moist, nice long licks, that's what I want" snarled Kelly.

Even though just the site of her gorgous soles got me excited I was beginning to prefer it when she had ignored me, she could wasily be the most cruell of all of them. I could feel all eyes upon me as I stuck out my tongue keeping it llong and flat and placed it to her sole just above her cute toes and slowly ran it up her foot ending at the heel, the slight enjoyable quiver from her body told me I had touched many of the sensitive nerves in her foot, the taste was slightly salty as I removed the traces of perpiration "yess just like that, umm that feels soo damn good" Kelly let out a big sigh and before I touched her other foot she added "keep it up and don't forget about your owners feet"

She was obviously speaking of Sara who definatelly wanted to sample what had just given Kelly so much pleasure, it was the first time I'd heard someone refer to Josh or Sara as my owners although there was little doubt that was the case. I ran my tongue along Kelly's other sole met by the same pleasurble quiver from her and as I moved towards Sara's crossed feet I caught a glimpse of the girl decorating the tables, she was probably about twenty and although a little plump fairly attractive, she had paused from her duties and was looking on with jealous filled eyes as my flattened tongue touched Sara's pretty sole.

No salty taste there, it wasmore of a tangy oily taste left there from the now over an hour massage she was recieving, the poor Swedish guy working on her had to be feeling cramps in his fingers but Sara wasn't complaining so it still must've been an adequit massage. Her trim body had a similar quiver as my tongue came off her heel, no wonder women love having there feet rubbed, it was hard for me to imagine the pleasure they must be feeling as I performed this slavish task, I was happy they were pleased and it was getting me excited which was a good thing because I knew this was going to be a regular activity for me judging by Sara's body response and the sigh she let out.

The two girls reactions also prompted the three other seated ladies to go for the unused table, Cindy and Kathy decided to let Laura have it but being the gracious hostess she was Laura said "I'll take the table but there's no reason we can't all share faggots services" then as she layed down on the table she turned back looking at me as I was about to lick Sara's other foot and said "make the full circle faggot" no reply was neccesary from me as she then lowered her head and the female massuer who had got a short break came over and began on Laura's shoulders.

My next stroke along Sara's second foot wasn't met with the pleasure as Sara said "that tongues getting a little dry faggot" there was nothing I could do, my mouth was now dry, the oil left on her feet had somehow soaked up any moisture I had in my mouth and when I tried to appolagise to Sara my voice was raspy and Laura who sensed what had happened said "I can fix that, could you hand me my phone please honey?" she asked her husband Wayne who picked up the phone off the table and handed it to his wife.

She had one of those phones with the two way radio and I heard the beeps and then Gloria's voice "yes Ms. Collin's" the voice rang out and Laura spoke back "please send Martha out to the pool with a bucket of water Gloria" before Gloria even responded with "yes Ms. Collins, right away" my jaw hit the floor, I obviously knew what the bucket of water was for, that in itself was demeaning, it wasn't a glass it was a bucket but even worse she insisted my mom bring it instead of Gloria.

When she laid the phone back down she again arched her neck off the table looking back at me saying "continue faggot, we'll just have to make due until the water arrives" her devil like grin and the chuckles from the others, everyone with maybe the exception of the massuers and the set up people knew this was just another way to amuse themselves with my humiliation.

I was well beyond having the nerve to refuse orders as I bowed my head in shame and moved to Laura's feet knowing my mother would walk in at any moment. I ran my stiff tongue along her first sole as she let out a soft giggle "uum that is nice" she said softly and just as I moved to her second foot and my tongue was half way up her sole my mom walked in.

She saw me immeadiatelly and the bucket of water fell from her hands and spilled all over the floor and a look of shock came across her face that showed many years of hard work and stress "Martha! look what youv'e done!" Laura somewhat exclaimed trying her best not to laugh, some of the others could not contain their laughter and I had instantly pulled my tongue from Laura's foot and now just looked at the ground extremely red faced and embarassed, this couldn't have gone any worse.

"fill that bucket back up Martha and bring it over here, and then clean up the mess youv'e made" Laura ordered my mother all while the massuse continued massaging her sexy lower back. My mother somehow got over her shock and did as her employer asked, she brought the refilled bucket over and Josh told her where to set it down. I couldn't bare to look at her and my mom didn't push it, she sat the bucket on the floor and then grabbed some towels and got down on her hands and knees and began soaking up the spilt water. I was hoping she would finish quickly and leave before anyone else said anything but no such luck.

"I'm waiting faggot, I beleive it's my turn" Laura's sister Kathy said and as my head lifted I noticed my mother had looked up also, she and my father had been told of my nickname but this was the first time she had heard someone call me by it. This should have been the final straw but once again I meekly complied turning towards Kathy "get that tongue wet faggot!" Josh ordered Why did they have to be so cruel, I knew what the bucket of water was for and was going to use it but he insisted on making it an order and spoke rather loudly at that giving everyone in the room a good laugh and tormenting my mother even more.

But even that wasn't enough for the arrogant jock as I bowed my head to lap some water from the bucket he placed his bare foot on the back of my head and shoved my face into the bucket, the room erupted in laughter even the three ladies on the massage tables lifted their heads and looked back and also began laughing. My head popped back out qickly when Josh removed his foot spilling more water onto the floor "now look what youv'e done, more work for the maid to clean up" Josh chuckled, no not that, I screamed in my head, I couldn't bare to have my mom have a bullseye shot of me licking Kathy's feet.

My mother had just finished wiping up the water she had spilled at the same time Kathy crossed her legs and swaying her foot inches in front of my dripping face. "I'm waiting faggot" she said with a big grin as she arched her foot upward presenting her sole to my face. I was hoping my mom would be dismissed before having to watch me lick another foot but Kathy was becomming impatient now tapping my forehead with her toes.

I extended my tongue and this time starting at the bottom of her heel and ran my tongue along her smooth arch over the ball of her foot and then over her big toe. Kathy shuttered a bit like the others also letting out a sigh of pleasure, my mom had seen the whole thing and I kept my head bowed attempting to hide my shame while I waited for Kathy to present her other foot.

"how could you do that to him Ms. Collins?" my mom asked her employer respectfully and embarrassed herself at the site of her son being degraded. "we're not making him do anything Martha, he enjoys it, besides you should be proud of him, he has a very talented tongue" Laura giggled in response. "quite talented" Kathy joined her sisters giglle while recrossing her beautiful bare smooth legs offering me her other foot.

Josh called my mother over to clean up the water I had spilt but his mother who had a knack for knowing just how much my parents could handle at one time said "that's ok Martha, Tim made the mess he can clean it up, you may go back to your chores" she dismissed my mother as she layed her head back down on the soft pillow allowing her massuse to work on her neck muscles.

Before my mom even got out of the room Josh who was dissapointed he couldn't have my mother clean up the spilt water at his feet decided to take out his dissapointment on me and at the same time showing my mother once again how bif of a wimp I was as he ordered "clean up this mess then faggot, use your tongue!" my mom heard the order but didn't want to watch me do it but her curiosity got the best of her and just before she walked out of the door she turned to see me licking the water from the floor manuvering my tongue around Josh's, Wayne's and Kathy's bare feet which rested on the floor, of course none of them lifted their feet so I had to lick around them.

Once the water had been lapped up and my mom left it was back to servicing their soles, the guys chose to pass on my sole licking so after giving the long slow swipe to Kathy's second foot it was on to Cindy who just stretched her legs out crossing her feet at the ankles forcing me to bow low placing my face to the floor just to reach the bottom of her heel, my starting point, Wayne and Ron took the oppertunity to use my kneeling body as their temporary footstool while I serviced Cindy's feet, I was no longer even paying attention to the giggles and snickers of the other working people in the room.

Like the other ladies Cindy was equally impressed with the pleasurable experiance my tongue provided. It was then back to the massage table where it had started as I licked Kellys foot again recieving a sarcastic "it's about time" comment from her. After Sara's second time she finally decided to end her massage which I'm sure the massuer appreciated thinking he was going to get a moments rest but he was not given the oppertunity as Kathy quickly took her place and after I serviced :Laura's soles the second time I was ordered back to Kathy's so she wouldn't miss a turn.

Over the next thirty minutes I made five more rounds of my servile task, eachh of the guys decided to try it once but none of them seemed to get the same pleasure from this service which was fine with me as I much preferred the ladies feet anyways. It was getting late and they all needed to get ready for the party so I was dismissed to go report to Gloria while they all went to their rooms.

Jocks Rule
Chapter 10

It was now close to 5:00 pm. Guests would be arriving in about an hour and for the last two hours my mom and I had been busy running for this and that, shinning shoes, ironing clothes and recleaning the bedrooms and bathrooms the Collin's and their guests had used.

Now it was time for us to get ready, I was already exhausted from the long day and it did feel good to have a few minutes to myself. My mom, dad and Gloria ate a small meal which was rather awkward for me, my parents had accepted what was going on but it was not something any of us chose to talk about. Gloria who was continuing to take advantage of her new position prepared our dinner but did not help to clean up afterwards as the three of us cleared away the dishes while she remained seated at the table reading the newspaper.

My mom was now getting into her formal maids uniform and my dad into his dress butler uniform. I would have several different duties for the party, my first uniform was a pair of slacks, a white shirt and a jacket as for the first hour or so I was to be the parking valet as the guests arrived.

At six pm sharp I found myself standing outside the front door in the chilly evening air waiting on the first guest. Ten minutes later a Porshe pulled up containing an attractive young black couple. When it came to a stop I opened the passanger door for the pretty young black lady who stepped out adjusting her white mink stole on her shoulders, the aristocratic couple looked down their noses at me as I welcomed them and then went to park their car as they went to the front door.

Immeadiatelly upon returning to my post a couple in their fifties pulled up in a Cadallac and I greeted them and then parked their car. For the next twenty minutes luxury car after luxury car pulled up and well dressed affluent guests got out and I parked the cars. They were of many ages and race, all buisness aquaintances of the Collin's. After some thirty guests arrived the traffic flow had slowed, I had not parked a car for over twenty minutes now but I had to remain at my post for another fifteen minutes just in case even though I was now shivering in the cold night air.

I then headed into the kitchen entrance where Gloria was busy preparing orderv's. My next job of the evening was to change into an apron and was to help serve the orderv's and drinks. It was a typical party of movers and shakers and coversations revolved around buisness deals, golfing, stocks and as Laura gave many of the lady guests tours of their remodeled home, home decorating was also a topic.

Everyone seemed to be enjoying the party as my parents and I were kept hopping serving the pampered affluent guests. At one point I found myself standing amongst a small group of smokers holding a gold plated ashtray for them, this was not about humiliating or degrading me it was just a service these well heeled guests were just accustommed to having.

When it was time for the buffet style dinner to be served I was informed by Gloria that my services were no longer required in the house and that I was to impress their guests by having their cars returned to them immaculatelly cleaned, so for the next three hours while the aristocratic like people ate, drank and enjoyed themselves in the comfort of the warm house I busted my ass in the cold night vaccuming, Armoralling and cleaning out trash and ashtrays from their cars as well as cleaning the windows and mirrors.

Most of their fine automobiles were already quite clean but a few of the younger guests in particular badly needed this service. I'm sure they would have many compliments for the Collin's the following day not that they were doing any of the work but it was Laura's idea or perhaps Josh's I was thinking as when Gloria gave me the assignment she had told me that any tips I might get would go to Josh.

Just as I had my car detailing duties the guests were beginning to leave. For the next hour I returned the cars to the guests as they were ready to leave, I did recieve several nice tips also, not from the young arrogant snobs who's cars I had spent a great deal of time cleaning but mostly from the older guests.

When the last guests had pulled away I eagerly went back inside, I did not have the proper clothing to be out that long in the chilly weather which is why I think I got a couple of tips as my teeth were chattering when I held open the doors for the parting guests.

I really needed some time to warm up but of course that wasn't going to happen as there was much cleaning up to be done. Even Gloria was busy washing dishes which made it obvious everything had to be cleaned up tonight. "go help your father pick up all the dirty dishes" Gloria ordered in a tone that told me she was ehausted also and just wanted to finish as soon as possible. "yes Ms Williams" I replied knowing that her chores would be done before ours, at her first oppertunity she would assign us all the remaining chores while she went to bed.

Still trying to brush off the cold I walked into the family room, Mr and Mrs Nolan and Kathy had gone to bed, actually Kathy had gone to take a nice hot bath which my mom was preparing for her, the other five of them were still seated in the family room talking about the party. My dad was moving around the room gathering plates and glasses.

"Tim, go fetch some more firewood" Wayne ordered rather non challantlly pausing from his conversation with the others just long enough to give me his order. Damn, back outside, I mumbled to myself, at least if I got the fire blazing again it might help me warm up, I tried to give myself a positive outlook.

I went back into the kitchen empty handed and Gloria quickly let me know that was a mistake even with my dad walking in right behind me with his hands full. "didn't I tell you to help your dad!" she demanded sounding rather upset "ah yes Ms Williams but ah I ah I was told to get more firewood" I tried to explain, my dad wanted no part of this as he set his load down and went back out to get more. "it would have killed you to bring in some dishes on your way back through" she questioned me "ah no Ms Williams, I'm ah I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking" I tried to apogize to this woman who only yesterday I thaught was a sweet older woman.

"just go do as you were told and be quick about it and then get back to what I told you to do" she ordered going back to the dishes. "yes Ms Williams" I quickly replied and grabbed my jacket and headed back out into the cold. I loaded the cart with as much wood as I could and then with all my might pushed it up the hill to the house. I unloaded outside the door and then per Ms Collin's wishes returned the cart to the wood pile.

I was exhausted before now after pushing that damn cart up the hill I didn't know how much more I could take, this had turned out to be the hardest day of my life. I then loaded several of the logs into the carrier and headed into the family room, fortunatelly Gloria ignored me this time.

I placed the first load of logs into the fire, I couldn't help but notice they all looked rather cozy, they had all even kicked off their exspensive footwear which my dad promptly collected and brought to his and moms quarters as they were their dress shoes they all needed to be cleaned and shinned before they were put back on their shoe racks.

I was still shivering as I continued placing the logs into the fire. "you look cold faggot" Sara remarked with her sligh mischievious grin. I just nodded my head replying "yes Ms Sara" "I'm not, I'm rather cozy, except for my toes, so get your hands good and warm in that fire and come warm them up for me" she said with a snicker, I didn't doubt her her toes might be a bit cold but it seemed rather rude of her that while I stood there shivering from head to toe it was more important that I warm her toes for her.

Not to mention Gloria would be growing angryer by the minute that I wasn't picking up dirty dishes but she was a servant also and would just have to wait. At least I had the oppertunity to stand by the warm fire a bit longer while I warmed my hands to provide her pleasure. My dad had returned and continued picking up dirty dishes, my mom had not come back down yet and I wondered what kind of service Kathy had her performing, she was probably having my mom shave her legs or touching up her toenail polish, maybe not but I could imagine her reqesting such services.

Perhaps I was stalling to long trying to warm my body as Sara demanded "my toes are waiting faggot" "oh yes Ms Sara, I'm sorry" I said pulling my now quite warm hands from the fire and moving to where she was cuddled up next to Josh, her legs were tucked up under her and just her glossy painted toes were exposed.

I wrapped my fingers around her toes bringing a smile to her face "uum, yes that feels quite nice" she sighed snuggling even closer to Josh. I noticed my dad shrug his shoulders and turn his head away as he carried another trayfull of plates and glasses into the kitchen, I'm sure my mom had told him of what I had been ordered to do in the pool room earlier and I'm sure sure he was dissapointed in just how much I would do to please these elite spoiled people.

I knew Josh and Sara loved tormenting me in front of my parents but Laura was getting into it also as I noticed her grin and my dads reaction. "you got some tip money for me faggot?" Josh chuckled placing his socked foot on my shoulder as I knealt before him and his girlfriend. "ah yes Sir, I did get a few tips" I replied reaching into my shirt pocket and pulling out about $50.

"the little faggots a money making machine also" laughed Kelly impressed that Josh had found another use for me "what's that all about honey?" Laura asked her son "nothing really mom, I just thaught your friends would appreciate having their cars cleaned before they left" Laura and Wayne let out a laugh "so that's what Samantha was thanking me for when she came back to get her purse" Laura said "and my guests tipped you for that Tim?" she added and Josh answered before I could "no, they tipped me, it was my idea isn't that right faggot?" he let out another chuckle while rubbing the sole of his socked foot on the side of my face.

"yes Sir" I replied meekly and for some reason blushing although I didn't know why, everyone here was now quite at ease with my devoted servitude. I held the money out to Josh but he wasn't through humiliating me yet "that's not the way I taught you to pay me" he grinned giving me a playful kick to the head.

Of course Sara and I knew what he was talking about but the others looked on inquisitively as I went to the other side of the room and got down on my hands and knees. "this aught to be amusing" Kelly laughed adjusting herself to get a better view. My dad had gone to the pool area to pick up dishes there and I was hoping to get this over with before him or my mom saw me.

I began crawling across the room while they let out some snickers, this was more enjoyable to them then TV. I reached Josh's feet and kissed the carpet below him "please accept these meager tips Sir, you are so much more deserving of them than me" I said as was the rule I had to be sincere in begging him to accept the money I had worked for. Laughter filled the room and Josh didn't prolong it like I thaught he might, he placed his foot on the back of my bowed head and I extended the money upwards.

He snatched the bills from my hand "your right faggot, I am much more deserving than you" he laughed "now I can buy those DVD's Sara and I want to watch on our ride home, you can get back to work now" "that was cool Josh, I'm going to bed, oh faggot, I'd like the wake up service you gave my mom, let's say 9:30" Kelly ordered. "yes Ms Kelly" came my meek reply and the others chose to retire also as it was now after midnight.

There wasn't that many more dishes to clean up, my dad had gotton most of them. I did pick up a few though as I headed back to the kitchen. "so you finnaly decided to help" Gloria said sarcastically, my dad was also in the room with his last load "I'm sorry Ms Williams, they had other chores for me" I pleaded my case but she really didn't care nor did my dad at this point "whatever Tim, I'm done for the night, George you had best get started on the shoes, Tim you can finish up the dishes and then come to my room, my feet are killing me" Gloria gave her orders, she had become very comfortable giving orders in her new position and she was not happy about having to put in such a lond day herself.

I still had no idea where my mother was but with the rest of them retiring I'm sure they had more for her to do before going to sleep. I finished the dishes and then reported to Gloria, she was in bed reading and simply said "get started, I want the full service, kissing and all" she really seemed angry with me and it was unfair, I had no choice but to obey our employers. She continued to read for a bit while I massaged her moist smelly feet then turned off her lamp saying "start on the toe sucking and keep at it for at least thirty minutes, then you can sleep on my floor tonight, I want to be awoken at 8:00 am with a cup of coffee and another foot massage"

"yes Ms Williams" I replied meekly. One more day and I could go back to just Josh and Sara and of course their friends but Gloria's new attitude certainly didn't bode well for what my parents might have to look foreward to. She drifted off to a peacefull sleep quickly with my head under her covers sucking on her dirty odorous toes. I stopped right at thirty minutes no longer able to handle the foul taste. Another night on a hard floor with no blanket or pillow and this time the taste of dried sweat and dirt in my mouth.

I was happy to not have to awaken before 7am, after the eighteen hour day I just had I really needed the sleep. Even on the hard floor I did get at least five good hours of sleep before rising at 7:00. The coffee had not been started yet so my parents must've also been sleeping in a bit. I started the coffee and then used the bathroom and took a shower. Still no sign of my parents, as I poured acup of coffee for Gloria and headed back to her room.

Right at 8:00 I reached under her covers and began massaging her feet using the lotion she had layed out, I had only given her three footrubs this weekend but there already was a noticable improvement, her feet did not seem as rough and calloused as they were the first time I had rubbed them, not even close to those of Laura's and her family and guests but softened and smoother all the same.

After some five minutes she began to stir some, a soft smile came to her face as I worked the lotion between her toes. maybe she wasn't still angry with me or at least I hoped. She allowed me to continue the massage for about twenty minutes before sitting up and reaching for her coffee on the nightstand "this is not very hot faggot" she said after taking a small sip, what did she expect, I brought in in some thirty minutes ago per her instructions but instead I apologized "I'm sorry Ms Williams, should I get you another cup?"

"no, you just stay busy on my feet" she ordered and then reached for her walkie talkie phone and pushed the button. A moment later my moms voice came accross "yes Ms Wiliams?" "good your up, bring a cup of coffee to my room please Martha" Gloria instructed her "yes Ms Williams, I'll be there in a minute" came my moms reply. Gloria layed her phone back down with a satisfied smile and then locked her hands behind her head "yes, I'm going to enjoy this" she said softly to herself.

A minute later my mom walked in with a fresh cup of coffee, she was wearing her regular clothes not one of her maid uniforms I had become accustomed to seeing her in. She didn't seem surprised at all to see me kneeling at the foot of Gloria's bed massaging her feet as she handed the cup to Gloria "uum yes much better" Gloria smiled after taking a sip "I know Ms Collins has given us the day off but there is a few errands I need you and George to run for me today, the list is on my dresser" Gloria said to my mom who did give a small reactiion of dismay but none the less she answered "yes Ms Williams" and then went and got the list.

When my mom left the room I looked up at Gloria, she had a rather smug look as she sipped on her coffee "I don't think your mother appreciated me given her my errands to run,...oh well, I guess she'll get use to it in time" she smiled, I should have stood up to her and told her that I didn't feel it was right of her to be using my parents as her own personal servants on their day off but instead I meekly agreed with her "yes Ms Williams"

"So now you know that Ms Collins gave us the day off that leaves you to clean all the bedrooms and make the beds, including mine. Also since your dad has the day off you'll be driving Josh and Sara back in the limo, your dad will drive your truck back tomarrow and pick the limo back up" Gloria instructed me as I continued massaging the lotion into her heels.

Kelly had changed her mind although she didn't tell me, about her wahe up foot massage, she had gotten up an hour earlier and joined Josh and Sara for some last minute shopping before we all went home. I soent the next few hours cleaning bedrooms, bathrooms and making beds.

At 11:30 I was serving a glass of ice tea to Laura and Cindy who were sun bathing under the glass of the indoor pool. "you had better pack Josh and Sara's suitcases, they should be home soon and they will probably want to get on the road" Laura ordered me as I served their tea. "yes Ms Collins" I answered "oh, and you had better make sure the limo is cleaned out, I don't think your dad ever got around to that" she added while closing her eyes again.

I packed theirs and my bags and then went out to the limo, she was right it hadn't been cleaned since my dad brought them up, along with some empty beer bottles and dirty champagne glasses were empty snack bags and crumbs to clean up, and just as I had thaught, two used condoms never made it to the trash can, instead they layed on the floor. I was glad my dad didn't have to suffer the indignity of picking them up as I discarded them and wiped up the small stain left behind on the carpet.

I wiped down the seats and restocked the mini fridge and snack cabinet insuring their comfort on the long trip back. All of them had returned and had joined Laura and Cindy by the pool when I came back in. I walked into the room while they were all chatting and beginning to say their goodbyes. Laura upon seeing me enter said "Tim come here, I have something for you" she grinned somewhat mischeivously.

I approached her lounge chair and she grabbed a couple of envelopes from the table next to her, "here is your class assignments for next week at your new schools" she then paused a moment looking at the others and then added "and here is your pay for the weekend" this surprised me, I didn't realize I was going to be paid but she had alternative motives as she added while she was handing me the pay envelope "of course you'll be giving this to Josh and Sara, it was their idea you come" she giggled cruelly remembering how her son put it last night when he had me give him my tips.

I took the envelope from her amongst the laughter filling the room and Josh waisted no time pointing to the floor next to his mom where I stood. I guess it was only fitting, one last humiliation in front of the group before we left. I sank to my knees, at least my parents were spared once more from seeing me perform this degrading task as they were still out running Gloria's errands.

I began my slow crawl across the tiled floor to where Josh and Sara were seated. When I passed by Kelly she took the oppertunity to give my ass a swift kick for no particular reason,mearly because it brough a few giggles from the others. I reached Josh and kissed the tile in front of his sneakers "please accept my pay for the work I've done at your parents beautiful home and thank you for the oppertunity" I said, it was becomming very difficult comming up with new phrases to beg Josh to accept my hard earned money but that was his rule.

I remained motionless, lips to the tile waiting for him to place his foot on my head thus accepting my plea for him to take my money, it didn't happen, he was going to further torment me this time "I don't know, that wasn't very convicing, do you really want me to have your money?" he chuckled while the others laughed. "yes Sir, I want you to have it, just being at your feet is pay enough for me" I was laying it on thick knowing that's what he wanted and the sooner he took it from me the sooner I could end this nightmare weekend.

Everyone loved my response telling by the giggles, laughter and chuckles I heard. His shoe moved slightly and I waited for it to be placed on my head but instead he said "that's better faggot but shouldn't Sara get some also" "of course Sir, how foolish of me" I was quick to respond as I moved my lips a foot towards Sara's open heeled mule "please accept half my pay Ms Sara, it was a pleasure serving you and your parents also" I was laying it on thick hoping this would end soon not realizing my mistake "what are we, chopped liver!" demanded Kelly as if her feelings were hurt, Sara kicked my face rather harshly "I suggest you go beg forgiveness for leaving Kelly and Kathy out faggot!"

It was a bit stupid on my part and I quickly moved to Kelly and Kathy lavishing Kelly's sneakers and Kathy's riding boots with kisses "please forgive me, I meant no disrespect, it was my pleasure serving all of you" I begged forgiveness not that it mattered, this was all a big joke to them anyways but it was quite serious to me. If I didn't show sincerity Josh would rip my ass to hamburger with that damn paddle when we got home.

"what do you think Kelly, should we forgive him?" snickered Kathy, "hell no! I think he needs to do something for us, like maybe licking the crud off the bottoms of our shoes!" Kelly demanded laughing as she said it. "oh dear, that might be quite a chore for him, I was at the stables earlier, there's no telling what's on the bottom of my boots" Kathy laughed "so what mom, he insulted us, he deserves to eat horse shit" Kelly the bitch remarked, the whole while I continued placing kisses on the tops of their shoes and boots, I didn't smell any really fould odors so I was pretty sure there was no horse manuer on the bottoms of her boots although they were splotched with dried mudd and I'm sure there was a fair amount of crud on the soles of both their footwear as Kelly had put it so elenquently.

"I think that's fair punishment for his rudeness" Cindy got in on the act encouraging them to have me do it as if they needed encouragement, at this point I really didn't care, it wasn't the worst thing I had ever been ordered to do and I'm sure I would be ordered to do worse in the future, I just wanted this simple task of giving Josh and Sara my money to come to an end before my parents might arrive.

"I agree, he needs to learn some manors" Ron added agreeing with his wife, I think my total degradation actually sexually aroused Sara's parents, I knew it gave Laura a thrill. "ok faggot, start on my daughters soles, I don't think there nearly as dirty as mine" Kathy finnaly gave the order I knew was comming. Kelly crossed her legs with a satisfied smile and arched her anle upwards showing me the bottom of her sneaker.

"make sure you get into those grooves" she ordered with an aire of superiority. My tongue went to her rubber sole and began removing the built up street dirt, the group found it amusing for a few minutes as Kelly moved her foot around making me move after it but then they simply went back to their conversation and I was nothing more than a unique shoe clening machine.

Ocassionally Kelly would push my face away and then turn her foot inward to inspect the sole, this was not a game to her, she was serious about having the sole of her sneaker clean. The attention did turn back to me for a moment when everyone laughed as Kelly decided to help me by pouring some of her bottled water onto the tile and then rubbing her shoes in it.

Her shoes wern't really dirty but there was enough street dirt to make a milky dirty mess on the floor which Josh promptly told me would have to be licked up also. It took twenty minutes but finally her shoes were cleaned to her liking and she used her foot to push me to her mothers riding boots.

Kathy realizing her boots were dirtier than her daughters sneakers was kind enough if you can call it that to give me her bottle of water which was about half empty instructing me to make it last long enough to clean her boots thoroughly. Even though it was dirt I was swallowing it was still nice to clean it off my tongue.

Thirty minutes later her boots were glistening, I had really done a good job surprizing myself also. The water had barely lasted long enough and my mouth and tongue were still filthy bringing a few giggles as I was told to display my tongue for them to see.

Sara pleased with my efforts said "good job faggot, I guess youv'e earned the right to give Josh and me your hard earned money" her funny little comment brought a round of laughter and I once again lowered head before her and Josh and each of them placed a foot on my head and I awkwardly handed the envelope upwards for Josh to take.

They kept their feet on my head as Josh opened the envelope "five hundred bucks! Go thank my mom and dad for their genorosity" Josh ordered fanning through the $20 bills. Generosity my ass, there was never any intention for me to have this money, but it was me that had to thank them for it. They removed their shoes from my head and when I turned to go over to the Collin's Laura snickered "I don't want that dirty mouth touching my feet"

From her comment it was clear I was to kiss their feet to thank them "he is quite disgusting isn't he, go wash out tour mouth faggot, and use soap!" demanded Sara "yes Ms Sara" I responded and not wanting to get caught disobeying her direct order I actually did was out my mouth with soap, they were so self assureed I wouldn't dare disobey they didn't even check up on me.

I returned and knealt before Josh's parents and kissed both of their bare feet "thank you both for your generousity, I was very happy to be able to serve you and your guests this weekend" I said making sure not to leave anyone out this time. "your quite welcome faggot, I'm going to miss having you around" giggled Laura "his services are only a phone call away mom, that goes for all of you" Josh was quick to offer my services.

"say your goodbyes faggot, we need to get going" Josh then ordered and I spent the next ten minutes moving from person to person kissing shoes and feet and thanking them for allowing me to be of service to them. "alright faggot go load up the limo while we say goodbye" Josh ordered "yes Sir" was my response, my parents had still not returned, I guess I wouldn't get the chance to tell them goodbye.

The limo loaded I stood at the rear door waiting for Josh and Sara, they walked out a few minutes later along with their parents just as my parents pulled into the circle. "you cut that awful close George" Wayne said to my dad as he and my mom stepped out of their car "I'm sorry Sir, we had to wait for awhile" my dad replied as he opened the trunk of his car. I then saw him pull out a tire and I had forgotten all about the flat they had on the drive down. Obviously Josh's parents didn't want Josh and Sara to be inconvienanced if for some reason we had another flat even though it would of been me walking down the highway to get a replacement tire.

I started to head over to give my dada hand with the tire but Josh stopped me saying "George can handle that faggot, get back here and open the door for us" it saddened me as I moved back to the limo watching my dad struggle with the heavy tire just because Josh and Sara couldn't open the car door themselves.

By the time they finished theiir final hugs my dad had already pulled out their bags and loaded the spare tire back in all the while I had to stand holding the rear limo door open for them. They got in and sat down on the plush leather seats just as my dad put their bags back in and closed the trunk. I went to give my mom and dad a hug goodbye but even that was cut short when Sara lowered her power window "Let's go faggot, we want to get on the road"

As I drove the long limo down the long driveway I knew I'd probably be back in the near future, but at least this long weekend was behind me although life for my parents was sure to change.














Jocks Rule
Chapter 11

We hadn't even made it to the highway and Josh and Sara began necking and fondeling each other, they hadn't bothered putting up the divider so I couldn't help but peek now and then through the rear view mirror. I had never seen them make love before and their passion was as erotic as hell.

More than once I knew Sara caught me looking at them in the miiror but instead of being angry she seemed to enjoy the anguish she was putting me through as her blouse was off and I watched Josh's hands roam over her beautiful firm bare breasts. Her subtle body manuvered around as she began unbuckling Josh's pants.

This was something I had never expeirianced and I was fasinated by the scene not to mention extremely jealous. I found myself rubbing my crotch as my penis hardened, Sara was now on top of Josh, his pants and shirt had been removed as well as Sara jeans. She was down to just her panties as she ran her hands along Josh's body while placing gentle kisses on his nipples and slowly moving down to his midsection.

Even their moans were erotic as Sara now ran her fingers into Josh's boxer shorts. It was pure hell for me trying to concentrate on the road when Josh began slidiing Sara's panties off her. I had seen Sara in her skimpy bikinis before but now she was completely naked and it was a site to behold. Sara feeling really frisky began sliding off Josh's boxers using her teeth and once they came off his feet she kissed her way back up his inner thigh.

I began heading down the ramp to the highway just as Sara began helping Josh place a rubber on his rock hard penis, mine was every bit as hard and it took all my strenghth to keep from swerving when Sara guided his tool into her dripping pussy. I knew if I were in Josh's position now two pumps and I would be done but Josh had much more control as they slowly screwed, Sara layed foreward again and they began french kissing while they screwed.

I was now rubbing my crotch feverishly and then I lost it, I just couldn't control myself as I came in my pants, fortunately I didn't hit anyone as the long limo swerved but I quickly regained control of it, they barely noticed, if anything the swerve enhanced their pleasure as Sara began sliding up and down on Josh's penis deep inside her. Their moans of pleasure intensified but it was another ten minutes before in perfect unison they climaxed together.

Josh was a god I thaught to myself, no wonder so many girls wanted him, but he was now a one woman guy and damn what a woman! Sara collapsed onto his heaving masculine chest, what a perfect couple they were. I was so happy to be a part of their lives even it was as their slave.

They took several minutes in each others arms to recoop and then Sara pushed herself back off of him and again caught me looking in the mirror, even with her long blonde hair a mess she looked like a goddess, then that devilish grin came across her lips. "did you enjoy the show faggot?" she grinned wider putting me on the spot.

"I ah I wasn I mean" I began stuttering but was cut off by her "stop your blabbering faggot, we all know you were watching, just like your stareing at my tits now" she grinned as she sat back into the plush leather seat. Josh had also sat up and also grinned listening to Sara harrass me. "I ah I'm sorry Ms Sara" I apolagized "sorry for what, if we didn't want you to watch we would have told you" she replied smugly knowing if they had told me not to watch no matter how bad I wanted too I probably wouldn't had.

"We do have a present for you though" she snickered as the devilish grin returned to her face, she then reached down and with her two dainty fingers she picked up the cum filled condom and moved up to the divider and held it through. It was still dripping as she held it at arms length dangle it near the side of my face "open wide!" she began laughing "I want you suck all our juices out of it, we may need to use it again" Josh had begun laughing also and even though the thaught sickened me I opened my mouth and she pushed the condom into my mouth and then wiped her fingers off on my hair.

"no need to thank me now, you can do it when we remove it" she let out another good laugh as she sat back down in Josh's arms "keep it in your mouth until we tell you to take it out faggot!" Josh ordered and then pushed the button next to him raising the one way glass, they could see me but I could no longer see them.

I'm sure they were getting another good laugh watching my distorted face as I swallowed their cum from the rubber tasting condom. For the next two and a half hours I drove down the highway with the taste of their cum in my mouth. Then the window lowered again and although they were now dressed again Sara was right there at the window as it opened holding another filled condom delicately between her fingers "here's a fresh one for you faggot, open wide" she snickered and when my mouth opened she pushed the filled one in along with the empty one that was still in my mouth, again she wiped her fingers in my hair before sitting back down "enjoy your lunch faggot" she laughed as she settled in next to Josh.

his time they left the window open while they drank champagne and ate chilled shrimp for their lunch while I sucked on the condom. The two of them looked quite comfortable nibbling on the jumbo shrimp while they sat back enjoying the movie playing on the DVD, I had made this trip several times and it was a long tidious drive but to them it was like an afternoon sitting in the apartment, they had everything they needed to make the trip as enjoyable as possible.

Just as their movie was comming to an end some four hours into our trip I had to pull off to fuel up. When I arrived at the fuel pumps Josh informed me they would be getting out also, I guess this was for me to know to open their door for them, of course they couldn't be bothered with something as menial as opening a car door. I stepped out and opened their door as they slid out Sara said "keep those condoms in your mouth and I want you to ask the clerk for another box of large condoms" she and Josh snickered at her demand and then went into the store to use the restrooms leaving me to fuel up the limo.

This was a small town and was apparently the teenage hangout as a group of about seven teenage guys and girls were outside smoking cigarettes and chatting, they all seemed rather fasinated by the long limo maybe not ever seeing one up close before. When Josh and Sara walked past them I could see the teenagers trying to figure out if they were somebody they recognized as being famous which I'm sure gave exspecially Sara a rush.

I finished fueling the limo and went inside to pay, I didn't get the same reaction from the teens, afterall I was just the chauffer. Damn, a young black guy was working the register talking with his attractive black gum chewing girlfriend. I had hoped it was some middle aged guy, this was really going to be embarrassing, I thaught for a moment about just not asking for the condoms but I didn't know where Josh and Sara were and if they found out I didn't do as told they would quickly make matters worse for me. I hated these public humiliations they put me through just to get a laugh.

I'm sure my face was already red as I stepped up to the counter, I layed the cash out for the gas and then looked around, good I was the only customer at the register "ah do you ah do you have some large condoms?" with the two rubbers still in my mouth and my nervous stutter not to mention I was speaking softly the guy could not understand me. "what was that boy? Speak up!" he replied, great, as if this wasn't bad enough this guy had a dominant personality.

Turning even redder and beginning to fidgit, his girlfriend had an amused look I said again "I ah I just wanted to know if you had any large condoms?" I spoke quite a bit louder and although my words were still garbled a bit with the condoms in my mouth. "I can't understand you boy" the clerk said "I think he wants large condoms Jerome" his pretty girlfriend interjected with a giggle "is that what you want boy? you don't look like a large" the guy then said causing his girlfriend to giggle again and really making me uncomfortable.

"yes Sir" I said but as I did one of the condoms popped out of my mouth and landed on the counter, I very quickly grabbed it and shoved it back in my mouth, both of them had seen it though "what the hell was that! What are you some kind of a fucking freak!" the black guy said at first sounding pissed but then beginning to laugh as was his girlfriend, I was so embarrassed I didn't even notice Josh and Sara walk up behind me until I heard Sara's familiar giggle also.

"let's go faggot!" Josh said making the black couple laugh even harder "faggot huh, wanna give me a blow job faggot" the black guy said as I followed Josh and Sara out of the store like a dog with it's tail tucked beneath him. Josh and Sara were still chuckling also as we walked passed the gathered teens again on the way back to the limo. I just wanted to get out of there quickly and rushed to open the door for them.

Sara then Josh entered but before I could close the door Josh said "you forgot to clean up back here faggot! get these tails out of here now!" I hadn't noticed it when I let them out but although the shrimp they had been eating were peeled the still had the tails which layed scattered on the floor of the limo, I guess it was too much trouble for them to drop them into the trash can a few feet away from their seat.

I quickly began picking up the tails around their feet while Josh began opening another bottle of champagne, they were already a little buzzed by the time we got home they would be drunk. As I dumped the second handfull of tails into the trash can by the fuel pumps I could hear the group of teens laughing "hey faggot! I gotsomething here for you to suck on!" One of the male teens called out. I tried to ignore their taunting as I went back to the limo for the last of the tails.

"I ah I wish you wouldn't humiliate me in public Sir" I foolishly said reaching under Josh's shoe for one of the tails lodged there. He lifted his foot but instantly brought it down hard on my fingers crushing them beneath his sole "we'll do what ever the fuck amuses us faggot! Maybe we should just leave your ass here, I'm sure your new friends would love that!" Josh said sternly applying even more pressure on my fingers as Sara giggled.

"nn no Sir, Please Sir! I'm sorry, not that" I pleaded with him bowing down and kissing the top of his loafer that was crushing my fingers. "well you had better learn to watch your tongue" he laughed removing his foot from my fingers "now hurry up and get the rest of this trash out of here and let's get going, and spit those condoms out, maybe we'll give you a filled one in a little while" "yes Sir, thank you Sir" I replied and scooped up the remaining tails in my sore fingers.

The fact that I actually had the nerve to protest some of their demands gave them even more pleasure, it was more amusing to them to make me do things that they knew I hated which was why it was so much fun for them to demean my parents and humiliate me in front of them, they knew that was really a sore spot with me.

More degrading comments from the teens as I spit out the condoms into the trash can then quickly closed the rear door and headed for the drivers seat. They had already popped in a new DVD as I pulled the limo past the jeering teens "avoid the bumps this time faggot, these massage seats work better on smooth roads" Josh chuckled and I glanced in the mirror to see the two of them snuggled up, they had kicked off their shoes their feet propped up on the leather cushioned footstools the soft hum of the massaging seats sipping champagne from the crystal glasses, what a nice way to travel I thaught to myself as I replied "yes Sir"

For the next two hours they watched their movie and I was left in peace as I motored down the highway. By the time the movie ended the champagne had them feeling really good and after making a stop at a rest area for them to pee I held the door open for them to get back in, only two more hours to go.

Back on the highway they chose to amuse themselves for about twenty minutes by bouncing the cashews they were snacking on against the back of my head making a mess that I would no doubt have to clean up when we got home. As nut after nut bounced off my head to their giggles and chuckles I began wondering how much abuse my dad had suffered on their trip up.

At ten pm we pulled into the apartment complex, I was completed exhausted from the extremely long weekend and long drive home but as the two of them pranced off to bed I still had to unpack the limo and clean up the peanut mess they had made.

I got to bed at about midnight, tommarow I had to start at my new school at 8:00 am and since I didn't have my truck I would have to take the bus meaning I would have to be up by six.

My new school was rather unique, I had expected a commercial building but it was actually a gated old mansion on the outskirts of town. I was greeted at the door by a butler, an older man with a balding head. He showed me to the registation desk where a fortish fairly attractive woman took my application and had me fill out a couple of other forms and then pointed the way to an orientation room.

There were six other students in the room four males ad two females ranging in age from twenty to fifty. All of us sat quietly on the folding chairs in front of several tables. Two more females and aother male joined us in the next five minutes and then a very attractive couple in their eatly thirties along with a maid in her forties entered the room and stood behind a podium at the front of the room.

"I'd like to welcome you all to the Cortez domestic training school, my name is Gabrielle Cortez and this is my husband Stephen and our head professor Gretchen. Over the next six months you will be taught how to perform domestic duties to the highest calibur. Our school has turned out many of the best domestic servants in the world, our graduates have found employment in some of the most affluent homes throughout the states, Brazil, Hong Kong, Europe and Japan. Our school is very unique as many of you know, not only will you be taught how to perform your domestic chores to the utmost perfection, you'll also be taught how to prepare esquisite meals and how to insure the maximum comfort to your respective masters and mistresses. We take tremendous pride in our school and you will not be graduated until you meet our highest standards. This will be no cakewalk so if any of you our not prepared to take it seriously and to work hard I suggest you leave now."

So far the orientation was much like that of any college campus and there was no doubt Gabrielle took her job quite seriously. Gretchen then began passing out the four textbooks we would be using. 'Fine cusine from around the world' 'The real tricks to a spotless home' 'The ancient art of massage relaxation' and a series of how to books minor home maitenance to pool and lawn and garden care.

Gabrielle then took several questions and interduced us to the two teachers assistants both young women in their late twenties. The class was then split into two groups and it was righ down to work. I spent the mourning learning about different fabrics and the produts used to clean them. I was surprsed at just how much this was like a college carriculum as we were all taking notes being infomed there would be spot quizes and tests.

When my first day came to an end I had already learned a great deal. Over the next couple of weeks I didn't see Josh and Sara much as my classes started early and I still had my jobs after classes and they were busy with their classes and after class activities. Sara was on the swim team and Josh had begun his early football weight training. which took up much of their weekends also.

I was even getting homework now, one evening I returned home with a digital camera supplied by the school, our homework was to take before and after shots of a tile floor that we were to wash and polish, we had been learning about the many different types of ceramic tile and the best products to use and even the proper way to wipe the differnt types to bring them to their maximum luster.

I determined what kind of tile the kitchen had and then took several pictures of it, I didn't even think it needed cleaning as I scrubbed it at least once a week per Sara''s instructions. I then removed the furnature and got started, I swept and then vacuumed as I was taught and then using a special mixture of cleaners I got on my hands and knees and began scrubbing, rinsing and drying as I went, it was taking much longer this way but the results were already showing and I hadn't even gotten to the polishing yet.

I then started from the beginning again applying the polish and had finished just as Josh and Sara walked in. "what's are little Suzi homemaker up to" Sara giggled as her and Josh dropped their books on the entry table. "get me a beer faggot" Josh ordered as him and Sara plopped down on the couch "ah sure Sir but ah could you wait about fifteen minutes, I just polished the floor" I replied and he gave a half grin at Sara and then said "hell no I can't wait! You should've done that after we went to bed dumb ass!"

I hung my head and was about to walk on the floor meaning I would have to do it all over again when Sara stopped me "wait faggot! Let me take a look at the floor" I knew she would be happy as I stood very proud waiting for her. She walked up next to me and said "holy shit! You gotta take a look at this babe, it looks better than brand new!" I smiled widely it had benn quite awhile since I recieved a compliment from either of them.

Josh did get up and walked over "damn boy, I'm glad my parents money isn't going to waste, I'll have to call my mom and tell her, now fetch my beer" he said heading back to the couch "how long before it drys faggot?" Sara asked "about fifteen minutes Ms Sara" I replied, she thaught for a moment and then said "you need to type a term paper for me tonight, you don't have time to redo the floor, go down to Beth and Kim's and ask them for a couple of beers for Josh and me." she ordered.

I knew her two old roomates would torment me but at least I wouldn't have to redo the floor. "yes Ms Sara, thank you" I replied "whatever, just be quick about it, Josh looks really thirsty" she said non chalantly heading off to their bedroom.
I hurried down to her old apartment and knocked on the door, Beth answered wearing only a pair of cotton shorts and a cuttoff tshirt. "faggot, what brings you here?" both her and Kim knew all aboout me "I ah I was wondering if you had a couple of beers I could bring Josh and Sara" I answered.

"what, did you forget to do their grocery shopping?" she knew I did all their menial chores and I told her how I had just waxed the floor and Sara told me to see if I could get the beers from her and Kim. She was jealous of Sara having landed such a stud like Josh and having a lackey at her beck and call to boot. "damn, that girl has it made, ya I have some beers, but it's going to cost you" she grinned widely "ah, how's that Ms Beth?" I asked giving her the same respect I gave Josh and Sara asI had been instructed to give all their friends.

"I have a date tonight and I'm running late, you can iron my dress for me, you can olish my pumps also, go get the beers and I'll get them for you" she said not even waiting for my reply as she went to get her dress and shoes. I went to their fridge and got two beers and as I walked back into the living room she handed me the dress and shoes "hurry, I needs these back in twenty minutes" she grinned "yes Ms Beth, thank you" I said heading out the door.

I returned to our apartment and handed Josh and Sara the beers "it's about damn time" was all Josh said "what ya got their faggot?" Sara asked with a snicker "Ms Beth wants me to iron her dress for her Ms Sara" "that sounds like her, make sure you thank her properly when you bring it back to her" Sara laughed "yes Ms Sara" I replied and then went to my room where the ironing board was.

I worked quickly, while the iron was warming up I began buffing her strappy pumps and then ironed her dress. Fifteen minutes later I told Josh and Sara I was returning Beth's dress and shoes, Josh had me fetch him another beer first which I was able to get from our fridge now. I served him knowing I had to rush to get Beth's dress back to her but Josh made me wait a few moments more holding his new beer while he finished the old one and then handed me the empty bottle taking the full one from me "get back here quick, I want my feet rubbed" he ordered never pulling his eyes from the TV "yes Sir" I'd been running ragged ever since they got home and it didn't appear I was going to get a break any time soon.

I hurried back to Beth's apartment and when she answered this ti she was wearing only her bra and panties, she had a fine body and it took my breath away for a moment "you sure took your sweet ass time" Beth stated, I was only about two minutes late and I could have explained that Josh had held me up but that wasn't her concern and if I irratated her it would just take one word from her to Sara and I would get the paddle regardless if I was right or wrong. "I'm sorry Ms Beth" was all I ended up saying.

Just then the cell phone she held in her hand rang and she answered it leaving me standing in the doorway holding her dress and shoes as she began talking while heading back to her couch "ya girl he's here now" I heard her say assuming it was Sara on the other end "no, he hasn't thanked me yet" she said, I couldn't beleive Sara was checking up on me, they did that every now and then just to keep me on my toes "ok, hold on a sec, hey faggot are you suppose to be thanking me" she then said to me and I immeadiatelly walked in and closed the door behind me and layed her dress and shoes on a chair and knealt before her lowering my face to her bare feet resting on the floor.

I kissed each foot saying "thank you Ms Sara for your generosity" she giggled and then said "keep kissing faggot" she then leaned back on the couch crossing her feet at the ankles her heel on the carpet exposing her soles to me. I began kissing all over her toes and soles while she went back to the phone "he's thanking me now, if I didn't have to get ready I'd let him thank me for an hour, I love having my feet worshiped" she giggled. After Sara said something to her she said "ya, thanks, that'd be great....ok bye" she then hung up, "suck on my toes" she ordered closing her eyes for a few minutes letting my mouth and tongue pleasure her feet.

"alright, get out of here, I've got to finish getting ready" she said pulling her feet from my lips "grab our trash on your way out, you can take it to the dumpster for me" she added picking up her dress making sure all the wrinkles were out "yes Ms Beth" came my reply and I went to the kitchen and picked up their trash bag and left.

My next hour was spent kneeling in front of the coffee table massaging Josh's socked feet making sure to keep my head down as to not obstruct his view of the TV as him and Sara were laughing at what they referred to as geeks on the reality show 'Average Joe'. When the show ended they went off to bed to screw leaving me to clean up and to get started typing up Sara's term paper on the computer.










Jocks Rule
Chapter 12

Several months past and I was doing well in my classes, I was actually near the top of the class which was much better than I had at the university. Josh and Sara didn't consider it a real school, not like they were attending but they had become quite impressed with my new domestic skills. I also would not be returning to my country club job.

Josh and Sara had discovered another way for me to earn cash to supplement their income giving them extra cash they needed when they wanted to see a concert or sporting event but would leave my schedule flexible enough to be available when they needed me.

It was a Friday evening when I found out about their new plan. I returned home from running a runing some errands after my classes. I entered the apartment carrying Sara's dry cleaning, a pair of Josh's repaired cowboy boots and some DVD's they had me rent for them.

The living room had about ten people sitting, standing and talking, I recognized a couple of Josh and Sara's friends but their were two proffessors with what I assumed were their wives as they were in their late forties and three other very pretty girls who I didn't really know but I knew they were from the snotty rich girls sorority.

"here's the merchandise" I heard Sara exclaim as I entered and all eyes turn towards me making me very nervous even though I still had no idea what was going on. I listened to the snickers and giggles as Josh ordered "put that stuff away and come back out here" "yes Sir" I replied meekly and even as I walked to their bedroom I could feel the eyes following me.

I reluctantly returned to the living room and found Josh and Sara seated on dining room chairs in front of their guests "over here faggot" ordered Josh pointing to the space between him and Sara. I instantly turned red amongst the giggles and snickers of their guests as I walked over to the spot he was pointing to.

"down" Sara ordered when I stood between them and as I fell to my knees I heard a chuckle from one of the proffessor's wives "he certainly seems well trained" she giggled as she spoke to the other proffessors wife. Sara then began to fasten a leather dog collar around my neck and attatched a leash to it.

I felt extremely humiliated and bowed my head to ashamed to look at the amused spectators but Sara would have none of that as yanked the leash backwards forcing my head upwards and then held the leash firmly in her finely manicured fingers. "As you can see our faggot is very obiediant, he is also a well trained domestic and gives quite soothing foot massages" Josh began.

I was still in the dark as to what was going on but his sentance informed me I was on the auction block, "Let's start the bidding at ten dollars" he told the spectators. I was stunned, was I being sold? I couldn't bare to not be with Josh and Sara, I had become attatched to them. My thaughts were cut short as the plump wife of one of the proffessors lifted her hand "fifteen dollars" she grinned slightly aroused as the others at the thaught of bidding on a human being, a slave if you will.

"twenty dollars!" came a call from Josh's buddy Nick, his tanned blond girlfriend clinging on his arm smiling at me encouraging her boyfriend to bid. "twentyfive" came the call from one of the smug sorority girls. "thirty dollars" the other proffessor piped up. Josh and Sara were delighted how quickly the bids were coming which continued comming in five dollar increments until it reached fifty dollars by Nick and his devilish grinning girlfriend, I could sense she was already imagining all the things she could have me do.

"Let's see him do some tricks" laughed one of the stunning sorority girls "bark dog!" Sara laughed yanking hard on the leash. I thaugh I was going to cry but Sara moved her hand up the leash and was pressing right up against my collar letting me know she meant buisness. The bidders roared with laughter as I let out a wimpy high pitched bark "not like a damn poddle faggot! Show them you can be a watch dog" Sara ordered and I let out several more barks trying to be more furocious.

"it's useless, I think we can rule guard dog out as one of his abilities" laughed one of the other sorority girls, "lick my sneaker faggot!" Josh demanded wanting to drive up my value again as he crossed his leg over his knee presenting his slightly dirty sneaker sole to my face. Sara let up slightly on my leash allowing my extended tongue to reach his sole. "now that's something we could use baby after our workouts" giggled the blond snuggled up to Nick.

The rest of the bidders also got a kick out of my slavish devotion and "sixty dollars!" was called out by the plump woman. "I'll go seventy five if he cleans our soles right now" offered the tallest of the sorority girls and Sara stood up and led me to the three pretty rich bitches. The girls all crossed their legs and Sara placed her mule on my back pushing me down to the tall girls arched strappy sandeled sole first. The girl giggled as my tongue touched the bottom of her shoe, her two friends joined her giggling as they watched me demean myself at their feet, the others all looked on fasinated as well.

The bidding paused for fifteen minutes as I cleaned the street dirt from the three girls sandals and mules. When I finished Sara led me back to her seat and placed me before her chair and then she sat down propping her feet up on my back. "not a bad footstool honey, let's go a hundred" the more attractive proffessors wife encouraged her husband sounding as if they were at the limit of their bidding.

"one twenty five if he licks my bare feet and sucks my toes right now!" laughed Nick's girlfriend which brought a grimmace to Nick's face, he had not intended to pay such a price. This time Sara dropped the leash and gave me a sove in the ass sending me crawling toward the pretty blond. Although it was humiliating I was also excited to lick her gorgous peds as she slid out of her thong sandals and lifted her feet which I cupped in my hands and went to work on her slightly perspiring soft insteps, she closed her eyes and let out a soft moan as I gently let my tongue run along the sides of her feet and in between her toes. Josh and Sara knew I loved licking pretty girls feet and would definately add to my value.

"let's just end this, twofifty for the whole weekend!" the tall sorority girl called out after watching me worship the blond girls feet for a good ten minutes, Josh was delighted "twofifty, going once, going twice, Sold!" he shouted out as no one made an attempt to outbid the girls.

The three girls stood up and as one of them went to pay Josh the tall girl and the dark skinned girl walked over to me asI was still kissing the blond's feet, the tall girl yanked my head back by the hair saying "have him at our door by 8:00 am tomarrow mourning, and you had better be prepared to work your ass off!" she warned me before letting my head drop. These spoiled girls were use to getting their way and there really wasn't ever any doubt they would win the auction as the three of them strutted out of the apartment.

The others were dissapointed but Josh informed them that the auction would be held at least monthly which left them all feeling a bit more optimistic as they all said their goodbyes. With his handfull of cash Josh said him and Sara were going out and that I should clean up the apartment and get to bed early, "make sure you give the girls their moneys worth!" he sternly warned me.

I arrived early Saturday mourning and was immeadiatelly put to work by the two pledge sisters Shawna and Terri who had been assigned to supervise me. The house needed to be thoroughly cleaned for parents day tomarrow. The upper class girls were still sound asleep in their beds. Shawna was a blonde hair blue eyed vixen and Terri a was a black girl a Beyonce look alike, both girls were freshman and already had the snooty personalities that most of the girls in this sorority had. These were the two girls who accompanied the tall blond girl at the auction.

"what are you waiting for faggot! Were not paying Josh for you to stand around all day, get your ass in here and start cleaning!" Terri ordered as soon as she opened the door. Both girls were barefoot, Terri was wearing a sweat shirt and sweat pants and Shawna in a sweat shirt and cotton shorts.

I walked in realizing this was going to be a long weekend. The two girls plopped down on the overstuffed sofa propping their feet up onto the coffee table. "get me a pillow for my feet faggot!" demanded Shawna and growing wiser in my many months of servitude I grabbed two throw pillows from the sofa, one for Shawna's crossed feet and one for Terri. The two girls looked at each other giggling, this was one pledge chore they were going love.

"Start cleaning, pick that up" laughed Terri as she pushed a fashion magazine off the coffee table with her foot, there was more than enough work to do without them creating more but a simple "yes Miss" from me as I bent down to pick up the magazine and my long day was under way.

Obviously the girls had very busy social agendas and housework was not a priority. It took me three hours just to clean the living room, my task was not made any easier by my wicked overseers who quickly became board just watching me clean and decided to make it entertaining to them.

At one point as I was sweeping the wood floor with a hand broom and dust pan because they wouldn't allow me to use the vacuum because it would wake their sisters, Terri got up and straddled my back using my hair as her reigns she rode me around the room ordering me to sweep up and small paricles of dirt, imanginery or real.

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My two cents:
Interessing and well written this "Josh Storys", but I don't like the homosexual elements in it. I prefer if the lover of the mistress only force the slave to worship the feet of his mistress, perhaps with beaten or a whip, but nothing else! FF-acting between M/M FF is IMHO totally unerotic!

[carpetman]

simply the best.!!!!!!!!!!!! anymore ????? gotta love those high heels aweeee yehaaaaaaaaa