Go up to the largest group

Unsure of what to do, and clearly still not in your normal mindset, you just go up to the largest group gathered hoping to knock off as many requests at once.

The group you approached were four saleswoman, all in your requested skimpy work outfits. They were apparently talking about a client as you approached, but paused to let you ask “um… I am supposed to work on my service skills. Is there anything I may do to serve you?”

The girls all laughed, but one of them decided to teach you how she thought sissy maids should behave. Nala, a beautiful black woman, stated “thank you for your request, but good sissy maids don’t address themselves in the first person. And you may refer to us as Goddesses unless someone has a specific title they prefer. Now, try again.”

You gulp, but obey quickly. “Goddesses, may this sissy maid serve you in any way?”

They gave a mocking ovation at your improvement, before debating what they could use from such an obedient sissy. Before you realize what’s happening, you find yourself laying on your back, with the four women sitting around your head in chairs, all with their bare or stocking feet on your face.

They continued their previous discussion while rubbing their 8 feet across your face, taking turns having you suck on their toes, heels, and arches. If one thought you started to lessen your efforts they’d lightly kick you once or twice until you put in the effort they wanted.

You laid there, hands behind your ass, licking these women feet for you don’t know how long, corrected quickly if your mind drifted from active effort. You don’t know how long you were there for as your entire focus was on the feet before you and making those attached to them satisfied. You fell into an almost trance like state, so focused nothing else registered or mattered.

You figure you must have been like this atleast twenty minutes, though it could have been an hour for all you could tell, when Jill came up to tell them others were waiting their turn with the sissy. They happily gave you back to your secretary (though maybe that’s no longer the right term), with Nala teasing that next time her piggies may try digging in another hole.

Once you are freed, she tells you to follow her to her (formerly your) office. You follow her in, to see she isn’t the only one waiting for their turn with the sissies service.