End of a new day.

Lynn ran up to the women and startled them. She slowly went to her knees and begged, "Please, please, you have to let me kiss you feet! PLEASE!" She wanted the day to be over with and just go home.

The women were scared. "What is it? Are you OK?" asked one.

"Yes, I'm OK!" said a frantic Lynn, "Please, just let me kiss your feet, and I'll go!"

The women looked at her cum covered face. "Is this some sort of sorority thing?" asked the other.

"Um...Yes!" said Lynn, "If you let me kiss your feet, I'll be finished and can go home!"

"OK, fine, but don't slobber on my shoes," said the second woman.

Lynn kissed the woman's shoes. She became aroused again. "Thank you so much!" she said and ran to her car. Once in her car, she calmed down after several minutes. She felt dirty, degraded, slutty, and humiliated, but also turned on and confused. She called Ms. Cooper on her cell and told her she completed the tasks.

"Well, Lynn, you sex craved, kinky, perverted, cum hungry, foot kissing, anus licking, minx! Now go home, and do not wash the cum off of your face until you call me from your bedroom. Don't forget you owe me. I paid you today, but you didn't do any work!"

"Yes, ma'am," Lynn said meekly. She felt more ashamed than ever.

Lynn drove home. She sat in her driveway of the townhouse where she and her mother lived. She sat a while. Through the living room window, she could see the TV on. Her mom was in the living room watching her reality shows, so Lynn could probably sneak by without her noticing the cum on her daughter's face.
Lynn walked in the garage door and into the kitchen. She tried to run upstairs to her room, but her mother called out from the living room.

"Lynn, you're home late. Have a good night at work?"

"Yes, mom, but I really have to pee. Sorry I'm late...we were doing...inventory."

"OK, there's some left over chicken caesar salad in the fridge if you're hungry."
Lynn made it upstairs without her mom seeing her.

She went to her bedroom and called Ms. Cooper to tell her she was home.
"Good Lynn," said her boss, "Is the cum still on your face?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Good, go to the bathroom" Lynn did as she was told.

"Lynn, look in the mirror and tell me what you see."

Lynn looked at her reflection. The cum had dried on her face, and some of her hair was rigid with dried cum and sweat. She felt degraded, but erotically aroused.

"I see myself covered in cum and sweat," she said.

"Look again and tell me what you really see!" said Ms. Cooper sternly.

"Um...I...I see a cum covered, kinky pervert."

"Exactly. Now the only thing for you to do is wash that cum off. But for a perve like you the only way to do it is wash your face in the toilet. It can't be any worse than licking someone's asshole, now can it?"

"No, ma'am."

"Don't hang up."

Lynn put the phone down on the counter. She went to the toilet and knelt down. She lifted the seat. "You don't have to do this!" a part of her thought, "Ms. Cooper will never know!" Despite the protestations, Lynn dipped her hands in the toilet water and bent her head down. She used the water and her hands to scrub the cum off. She then bent her head down, so her face was in the water. She pulled her head out. She towled off. She felt degraded but aroused yet again.

She picked up the phone. "All done," she said.

"Lynn, who lives with you?"

"Just my mom."

"Tell me about her."

"She's 40, but says she's 38. She's an aerobics instructor and part time beauty pageant consultant. She won several local pagaents when she was a teen."

"Were you in pagaents?"

"Yes, but I quit doing them when I was 16."

"Why?"

"I couldn't stand being judged. I also didn't like all the time it took. My mom was very disappointed but got over it."

"What does your mom look like?"

"She's tall and in great shape. Has shoulder length reddish blonde hair and green eyes."

"Bring me a picture of her tomorrow when you come to work. Don't forget we have to get you ready for your date. Oh, and you owe me for the work you didn't do today, but I'm sure we can think of a way for you to repay me. Now, I'm sure you want to go to bed, so you can masturbate while you fantasize about all the perverted stuff you did today. Good night, you kinky perve!"

"Good night, ma'am."