“My god your feet look amazing in pantyhose” He then inhaled my scent from my shoe. His eyes rolled back into his head. “Smell it again. Smell t...e scent of her tired pantyhose feet. She has been in those shoes all day. And now you get to smell em because i say you can” “Yes mistress. Thank you mistress” He sniffed my shoe again. “Good boy. Now take the other off and throw them over to me” He took the other of my foot. And threw my shoes over to her. “Now smell Karen's hosed feet. While you look. Finally a 6 inch tool.I got a job in California due to my hard work and soon I was set off to California. As soon as I joined I noticed a hot girl in the same department as I am in.She was recruited last month.The company was owned by an Indian so he needed more Indian brain.Telling about this girl she was a real beauty like Samantha. Her name was Shravya. A real busty beauty . she had a very good boobs ,bulging outside , perfect curve and a cute ass. she wore jeans and a tight t shirt. Being. Obey me, slut was all it said. The instructions were extensive. When I had foolishly complained about being left alone, my master had devised plenty of activities to keep me focused. He didn’t need to tell me he would check on me while he was away. First on the list was a haircut appointment. I hadn’t heard of the salon, but if Master had chosen it, I knew it was where he wanted me to go. When I stepped under the blast of the shower, I was grateful for the flash of pain in my shoulder. Master. "If he's not, he's probably a little sissy at heart and you're best off enslaving him and taking control of his finances." Later in the afternoon, Roxanne ordered Eddie to take out a hula-hoop. Then, while I watched, she had Eddie jump through the hoop over and over again for our entertainment. The whole time, she sat comfortably in a high-backed chair holding out the hoop and barking out instructions. She badgered him constantly and made him repeat the exercise again and again. Once when.