My Boss VI

I have already written several stories about my first work experience, in a small office and how my boss, a super dominant, morbid and insatiable man, soon had me at his feet, turned into a whore for his desires, sucking cock every afternoon, working extra hours under his desk, of course, without getting paid a cent.

Then, when he felt like it, he kicked me out to save on my miserable salary and, still, had me continue doing internships to do his work and suck his dick and swallow his cum.

Well, an even more humiliating part, that I resisted to confess, is that, at one point, he got rid of the woman who used to clean every morning and, from that moment on, he "hired" me as a cleaner on night shift, so that when there was no one left in the office, except him, who had the keys, I had to take care of cleaning everything. But, to please my Boss, I had to wear a maid uniform, black, with a white apron and bonnet (one of his many fetishes) and clean on my knees.

He loved to deliberately spill coffee on the floor and then see me on my knees cleaning it diligently. Or pee carelessly, splashing everything around and forcing me to clean everything, the edge of the cup, the floor, the lid... with my tongue, swallowing traces of pee, hairs from his balls, etc.

It was one humiliation after another and increasingly extreme, as he quickly got bored of what used to turn him on, and so he had me cleaning with my tongue, but now he was not satisfied with me just cleaning his piss, he had become fond of not flushing his personal toilet, the one inside the bathroom of his office, all day long so that at night, when I crawled in to clean it, the stench was unbearable.

And the worst part was that he didn't even let me use my hands anymore, he tied them at the wrist height to my elbows, so that I entered on my knees and only using my tongue, I had to leave everything spotless.

I remember those times when, to my horror, a huge turd floated in the bowl, and I struggled to flush with my teeth, praying that the force of the water would sweep away the traces of his shit and, as almost always, that didn't happen, so I had to scrape the shit residue with my tongue, and of course, swallow it, so that there was no trace of dirt left.

He enjoyed seeing me so humiliated, suffering for having to swallow something so disgusting, between gagging and tears, but always licking and swallowing everything for my Master.

I don't know why there are such evil people and, worse, they always get what they want because with morbid curiosity and vice, they end up inciting those of us with certain tendencies to end up enslaved to their vices and morbid desires...

But, even though I think he was a bad person who took advantage of me and abused me, I know that if he wanted, he would do it again, because I'm eager to be at his feet, sucking and swallowing everything. I can't help it.