I knew it. I knew you were obsessed with my shoes. That's why I left them under my desk. I knew you'd reveal yourself as a little shoe-perv - unable to resist worshipping the secretary's shoes after everyone had gone home. All the girls in the office have noticed you with your eyes in the beta-zone, staring at our heels when we walk around; how you pitch a boner-tent in your pants in meetings when we tease you by dangling our heels from our pretty toes; how you excuse yourself and head straight to the bathroom after one-to-one meetings with one of us when we flash you a glimpse of stocking-...
I knew it. I knew you were obsessed with my shoes. That's why I left them under my desk. I knew you'd reveal yourself as a little shoe-perv - unable to resist worshipping the secretary's shoes after everyone had gone home. All the girls in the office have noticed you with your eyes in the beta-zone, staring at our heels when we walk around; how you pitch a boner-tent in your pants in meetings when we tease you by dangling our heels from our pretty toes; how you excuse yourself and head straight to the bathroom after one-to-one meetings with one of us when we flash you a glimpse of stocking-top from under our short skirts. You can't wait to jerk off your pedi-obsessed runt-dick like the pathetic little heel bitch you are can you?
I left my work heels under my desk deliberately, idiot. I knew you wouldn't be able to resist them... And that's not all I left down there either, pedi-pervert... I left a hidden camera under there, too. Uh-huh, you heard me. I've recorded all your out-of-hours, shoe-perving fun in glorious technicolour for the whole office to see. You on all fours, under my desk, licking the dirt off the bottom of my filthy heels; sniffing the insoles and sucking the 5in heel as if it were a cock, your head bobbing up and down like a cheap whore, taking every inch of my heel into your mouth. What the fuck were you thinking? Were you imagining it was me or one of the office brats sucking your cock? Or... more likely... were you dreaming about sucking off one of the guys in the office? You were, weren't you, you filthy shoe-slimer? My camera caught you sucking the heel of one shoe whilst you put your cock in the other one of my cute size 5's. What do you have to say about that, pedi-pervert?
So because you obviously love my shoes so much - I'm going to let you have a date night with a pair of my sweaty work heels once a week. You'll pay me to take my shoes on a date and I'll supervise your date night.... Uh-huh - it sounds humiliating, and it IS humiliating... but unless you want me to show the whole office what you get up to with your secretary's shoes after hours, you'll do exactly as I tell you. So, what will a date with my shoes be like? You'll get down on all fours in front of me and WORSHIP them, you'll lick the dirty soles clean - chewing up the whole weeks' worth of filth that I'd have accumulated, you'll suck the heels like a cock whilst I look down on you with a sneer of utter contempt. You'll get that heel nice and wet for me to fuck you with. Uh-huh - what kinda date would it be if you didn't get fucked, huh? You'll bend over in front of me, and I'll fuck your ass with my 5in heel. I'm going to pump you full of my pumps you little bitch. And whilst I do, you'll have the other one over your pedi-boner. I'm gonna fuck you until you give up the shoe goo for your secretary and fill my pumps with your slime.
