Slavery At Work
      Submitted on 02/12/08


Based on a true story...I worked at the local walmart during the summer 
for extra money for school. To be truthful I hated the job and couldn't 
wait to leave everyday, so naturally I never really talked anyone. I was 
a cashier and with me bein so anti social at work I would usually just 
get on any checkstand without checking wit my boss. No one ever said 
anything I figured they were scared of me. Another boring day of work 
and I go to an express checkstand not wanting to deal with all of the 
customers today. Our manager had been sick and Debbie was her 
replacement, I have no clue for how she got picked there were plenty 
other employees that we're better qualified than she was. Debbie calls 
me into the office...no big I think because she's not even the manager. 
I walk into the office and sit down and she says I want you to go 
outside and do carts. I give her the craziest look and say its no way 
I'm doin carts that's not in my job description. I know but were short a 
few people. Ok what does that have to do with me I'm the best cashier 
yall got...the lines will never go down with me outside...why don't u go 
outside. I guess I made 1 too many smart remarks because right after 
that she let her true colors show. I'm sick of all this whining that 
your doing and I don't know who you think your talking to, but I'm not 
scared of you like the rest of these employees. I am the manager for the 
time being and when I tell you something needs to be done I expect you 
to do it. I just sat there trying to calm myslef down frm what she 
had just said to me, but I couldn't and I lost it. Bitch who the fuck do 
you think you are I don't give a fuck about you or this weak ass job. I 
said I'm not fuckin goin out there that's not in my job description and 
if you try to fire me ima sue tha fuck out yall. She just sighed and 
said ok fine stay on the checkstand, but come with me to the back so I 
can give you some more bags for the courtsey clerks, I said ok and 
walked to the back. She led the way walking through a hallway I had 
never been to before with clogs clicking as we walked. She pointed to 
the bags and I grabbed them, but before you leave can u grab those boxes 
off the top shelf I'm too short to reach it. I said yeah and I started 
taking the boxes down and she walked off and closed the door I started 
searching through some papers. I asked her what she wanted me to do with 
the boxes, she stood next to them and said I don't need all of these can 
you push some of these underneath the shelf? I said ok it was fine with 
me as long I didn't have to deal with those customers I started kicking 
the boxes and underneath, then she ummm could you actually organize them 
a little better so I can know what's what, okay sure even more time I 
get to waste thinking to myself. I get down on 1 knee and start pushing 
with my arm, ok theyre organized now...is that it, she walks over to me 
and looks under and says, ok u can leave now, but before you go can plug 
that light switch into that extension cord in the back. Yea whatever I 
get back down on 1 knee and try to reach and she says, you might have to 
lay down and feel for the extension cord, so I'm on my stomach feeling 
for it, but I can't reach. Debbie walks over to the right of me and asks 
did I get it yet I tell her no. Well hurry because I'm waiting as she 
taps her foot on the floor right next to my head. I look at her shoes 
and she slips her left foot out with no socks on, I instantly got weak 
she had the prettiest feet I had ever seen, she wore a size 4 with deep 
red polish, with a flower tatoo on tha top of her foot. I paused for a 
few moments at the sight of her foot and she asked what was I looking at 
it was no way she didn't know. I said nothing she over and put her foot 
on the cord and said grab it frm over here, I inched my way into the 
corner to grab the cord and she said let me get out of your way, she 
moved her left leg back and was standing directly over me. I pretended 
not to notice thinking she would finish moving any second, but I heard 
her hand slap against the wall, then I seen that right foot slip out. 
She said somethin I couldn't understand, so I looked up and we locked 
eyes, then I said what and she stomped down right on my face. I was in a 
daze I tried to catch my breath and speak but when I looked up again she 
stomped my face way harder than the first time. It hurt so bad to where 
I couldn't speak I just layed there curled up in a ball holdin my face. 
She walked over to me laughing, then she put her foot on the side of my 
head and pushed down with the ball of her foot and said yeah how does 
that feel...now its time to learn how to bow down to your superiors and 
the place of an inferior. NOW GET THE FUCK UP while stepping on my head, 
I struggle to lit my head up and she stumps it back down as hard as she 
could with her right foot I said get up. I sit myself up in the corner 
and say I'm up with my head down, I can hear her breathing heavily 
getting really into it as she pushes my head up with her foot and rubs 
her foot and toes all over my mouth and teeth. I looked at her and she 
can see the pity in my eyes another vicious stump to the face I said ok 
please that's enough I can't take it no more she said neither can I and 
stumped me until I was flat in the corner. Now who were you talking to 
in the office? She started twisting and grinding her foot on my head, 
the louder I screamed the harder she stumped. I was pleading and 
begging, but everytime I said somethin she would stomp my face and ask 
me what I said just so she could stomp me in between words. When are you 
goin to stop? When you become my slave and I have you totally submitted. 
Ok I will be your slave I submit. No no no I need to see blood. I 
started crying please don't. Debbie just laughed at me you're so weak 
what happened to that tough guy bring him back out that's the 1 I like 
to feel under my feet. And you were right about that please thing, get 
down at my feet and please them. I sucked and kissed all over her feet 
wit so much passion, she pulled her feet back staring me dead in my 
eyes, you like my feet don't you? Ummm uh...no, she kicked me in the 
face, and changed my answer...yes I like them, what do you like about 
them? I think they're pretty. What's pretty about them? The color of the 
polish, how you're foot is so small, I even like the tatoo on your foot. 
Hmmmmm...as she wiggled her foot in the air. Now were gettin somewhere, 
do my feet turn you on? Uhhhh...no, the last time you stuttered you were 
lying. You would never lie to your master would you? No I said, good 
because I have the perfect way to find out as she slid she foot all over 
my erection. Now I want feel the submission in you frm this worship 
session and after that I want you oil my feet up nice and good and I'm 
going to jack your erection off with my feet. If you don't ecaluate then 
you were telling the truth, but if you do that means you were lying. And 
I really hope your not lying because if you are I'm going to stomp your 
head through the floor...TO BE CONTINUED