"Kiss my feet, Lynn"

Lynn dropped her garment bag, and got on all fours in front of her boss. "What the hell am I doing?? she thought. This was defiantly bizarre; she seemed to not be in control of her own body. Without thinking she lowered her lips to Ms. Cooper's four inch stiletto heels, and began to kiss her feet.

"That's very good, Lynn. Now, lick my shoes clean." The redhead mocked.

"Yes, Ms. Cooper" Lynn replied.

Lynn blushed in embarrassment and humiliation. She began licking the black leather of Ms. Cooper's shoes, occasionally bringing her tongue up to her employer's shapely nylon clad ankle, and letting it linger there.

"You're a bad girl, aren't you Lynn?" Sara Cooper said, looking down as Lynn kissed and licked her feet.  She then bent over and lifted Lynn's cheerleading skirt, and gave her a hard swak on the ass.  Lynn yelped in pain, but continued servicing Ms. Cooper.  "Yes, Ms. Cooper, I'm a very bad girl? It felt good to be kissing and licking Ms. Cooper's feet, to be serving Ms. Cooper, but at the same time she felt as though she was not in control of herself. "What do we do about bad girls here, Lynn?" Sara Cooper said as she gave Lynn's ass another sharp smack.