Gabriella

It's been about a week since Eric became the sorority's maid. He was lucky he behaved so well they allowed him to take the gag off, but one mistake and it'll come back. He's only allowed to talk when the girls want to. He's about to wash a window. He has to tiptoe to reach the top, which causes his already too small dress to be pulled up further, revealing his butt in the panties.

He doesn't even notice someone coming from behind as the person swings back and smacks his butt. He lets out a shrill "EEEEPPP" which makes the person laugh. He turns, startled, to see Gabriella standing there in her wrestling outfit, which consists of a black long-sleeved leotard and a pair of thigh-length latex boots. She giggles and puts a hand on his cheek.

Gabriella: Sorry Erica, your butt is just so cute~

Eric: I-I am grateful for that, Mistress...

Gabriella: Come on, I'll help you with the windows.

She puts her arm around his waist and lifts him up onto her shoulder. Eric has to find his balance for a moment, but then looks worried.

Eric: Is that really okay mistress?

Gabriella: Yes, now go on.

Eric nods to her and begins to finish the rest of the window, which doesn't take long.

Eric: I- I'am done mistress.

Gabriella: Good~

She throws him up so he lands on his stomach on her shoulder.

Gabriella: I need your help.

Gabriella takes Eric to her room, where she sets him down on the floor before taking a chair herself. She sighs exhaustedly as she fans herself for some air.

Eric: Mistress? Is everything ok?

Gabriella: I'm just tired. I had a match today and destroyed my opponent but it was exhausting and the stage lights don't make it any better in this heat.

Eric applauds her.

Eric: That's great mistress. Of course I mean that with the won match!

She can only laugh at the panic in his voice as she motions him closer. He moves towards her, the week in the heels has done him good, he moves much better. Again she cups his face with one hand and looks deep into his eyes.

Gabriella: So Erica, I'm tired and sweaty, I don't feel like moving, so you can clean me up with a rag today. I give you permission, don't screw it up~

Eric nods in fear as he fetches a fresh rag and lukewarm water. She has already undressed when he comes back and has made herself comfortable on the chair. He slowly starts cleaning her with the rag, starting at the neck. Gabriella has to say that he's not bad at it, even if a bit scared but that's understandable she thinks.

He's slowly working his way down a bit. Sweat has pooled between his breasts and he slowly wipes it away, careful not to appear too blunt. Gabriella likes the way he does it as she lifts his skirt up the back with one arm and runs her hand over his butt. Another little "Eep" comes from him.

Gabriella: Go on~ Be a good girl for your mistress~

And so he goes on, slowly cleaning the breasts and working his way down. Below, at her pussy, he starts to clean it too, a few moans escape from her mouth.

Eric: I'm sorry, Mistress...

Gabriella pats his head.

Gabriella: You really can't influence that with something like this, can you?

After a while, he finally arrives at Gabriella's feet. But she stops him.

Gabriella: Wait. Lick my feet clean.

He looks at her to see if she's serious and her eyes don't deny that she's serious. Hesitantly he goes closer to her feet and starts to drag his tongue over her foot. The salty taste of sweat burns his taste buds. He runs his tongue between and around her toes, which Gabriella seems to enjoy a lot.

Gabriella: That feels good.

He keeps doing this until he can't taste the salty taste anymore and then focuses on the other foot. In the end he's finally done cleaning her.

Eric: Mistress, I'm done.

Gabriella smiles contentedly.

Gabriella: Come here. I have a gift for you.

She pulls him onto her lap and slips her arm under his arm so she touches his face. She strokes his cheek while he looks at her with wide eyes. She opens his mouth and holds it open with a thumb. With the second arm she fetches one of her latex boots and holds it to his mouth.

Gabriella: You took care of my feet so lovingly that you definitely want the rest of my sweat. Now open up~

She lifts the boot higher so that the sweat lands in his mouth, the salty taste fills his mouth again and he swallows it, even with some glee. The same happens with the second boot. In the end she lets him go but hits his butt again.

Gabriella: You're a good girl Erica, take care~