## Her Assistant is "On Hold"

Post by Mr Underheel » Sun Jul 12, 2015 11:55 am

She had been at her open-front desk for a couple of hours returning calls, typing away on her computer, reviewing documents. Finally, she looked down on the floor and smiled devilishly.
"I'm glad you're still there, little boy!"
As if he had a choice. He was hogtied in his grey dress slacks, white shirt, and tasteful tie. She had wrapped ropes around his ankles, calves, knees, and thighs. His hands were tied behind his back with a mile of rope. A harness gag held a big white ball gag in place securely. A line lead from the back of the harness to his heels which suspended his head a few inches above the floor.
That few inches was just enough to allow her to slip the tip of her open toed zebra-striped heel beneath his lips. She enjoyed the position greatly. It was as if he was laying there kissing her foot, something that she loved very much.
"Maybe you need a break from that nasty gag. Would you like to lick my foot and shoe for real?"
He couldn't even nod, but she could read his mind through the expression in his eyes.
"I take that as a 'yes'." And she laughed.
Soon. Maybe. I have at least another hour of work to do."
And she got right back to it.