Ramesh's Office Humiliation

After Shobha led Ajay away, Mallika stepped forward to stake her claim over Ramesh for the rest of the weekend.

"Now Gayatri, I'd like to take Ramesh back to my room. After all, you had promised that he would be exclusively available for my use for the weekend," Mallika said. She was also feeling horny after the morning workout and felt she could do with some oral service to relax. She was happy that Gayatri and Shobha had worked out a deal amongst themselves without either of them getting offended.

"By all means, take him along. I always deliver on what I promise," Gayatri replied as she handed over the leash handle to Mallika. "Make sure you please her! You do remember how hard she can spank, right?" Gayatri ordered Ramesh and that brought back painful memories from years ago when he had made some small error and Mallika had decided to teach him a lesson he won't forget. His ass had been sore for a whole week from the whacking she had delivered.

As Mallika led him away, she asked him, "So how did Gayatri manage to enslave you again? What happened to Priyanka?"

Ramesh hesitated. He didn't know whether it was a trick question, he didn't know whether she knew the full story and was deliberately provoking him, and he definitely didn't know whose side she was now on. But from what he had seen in the past couple of days, he could safely deduce that Mallika and Gayatri were still good friends. Besides, he hadn't heard Princess Priyanka mention Mallika for weeks. Ramesh decided to play it safe and said, "I am sorry Mistress. I am not allowed to speak about what happened. You can ask Goddess Gayatri about that, of course."

Mallika didn't know the whole story and Ramesh's evasive reply got her curious. But she decided she had better uses for his tongue and she needed her horny itch scratched more urgently than her curiosity itch.

She led Ramesh into her room, lifted up her skirt, and ordered, "Pull down my panty with your teeth. And start licking, I have missed your oral service for so many months now." Ramesh saw that a wet patch had already formed on her silky white panty, and knew she was quite excited. He also knew he better do a good job because Mallika could be quite rough if he didn't satisfy her fully. He buried his face between her legs and went to work with full gusto. His tongue flicked back and forth, sideways and in circles, as he brought forth all his experience of pleasuring his superiors, and in no time, Mallika orgasmed, releasing her juices on to his face. She pressed his head tightly against her vagina, and her thighs gripped his head firmly so that he could scarcely move. She wanted him to lap up all her juices and he eagerly did so, knowing fully well that she wouldn't let him go until he had licked her clean.

Mallika leaned back and rested her feet on Ramesh's thighs as he knelt down in front of her. "Now, tell me how did Gayatri manage to get you back to being her slave?" Mallika asked.

"I am sorry Mistress. I am not allowed to..." Ramesh had barely completed his sentence when a hard slap landed on his face. His ears rang from the impact.

"When I ask you a question, I want an answer, not some lame excuse," Mallika said in a stern voice as she gave another whack to his face.

Ramesh was caught in a bind. If he spilled the beans, Goddess Gayatri will punish him for sure. And if he didn't, Mistress Mallika won't stop with her slaps. The prospect of avoiding the immediate pain won over the fear of getting spanked later. Ramesh narrated the entire story, starting with how he had been caught shagging in the office by Gayatri, and how she had used the video she had of Priyanka to blackmail him into becoming her foot slave again. "Please do not mention to Goddess Gayatri that I told you all this, Mistress. I don't care if I have to suffer beneath Goddess Gayatri's feet for the rest of my life, but I will not be able to live with myself if Princess Priyanka's reputation is harmed in any way!" Ramesh pleaded at the end.

Mallika was overwhelmed by the deep love that Ramesh had for her friend, Priyanka. She even felt guilty about having used him for her pleasure. Mallika admired the fact that he was willing to become a naked slave and suffer the worst humiliations that Gayatri inflicted on him, just to protect Priyanka. She was also appalled at Gayatri's behaviour. To blackmail Ramesh was one thing. He was after a slave, and it didn't matter what happened to him. But to blackmail one's own friend, that was a line that Mallika would never cross. She was mad that Gayatri had become so obsessed with seeking revenge that she had sacrificed a friend in the process.

Mallika led Ramesh by his leash back to the conference room where Gayatri had convened her team for a strategy brainstorming session. The morning's interaction with Shobha had seeded a new idea in Gayatri's mind and she was determined to flesh it out. Gayatri knew a lot of divorced or widowed women in her social circle - most of whom had inherited large fortunes but not necessarily the business acumen to go with it. She also knew most of these ladies had slept their way to wealth, and were either not young enough or desperate enough to hook up with another eligible rich bachelor. But these ladies still had 'needs' and now the means to fulfil those needs through hiring a boy toy when they were in the 'mood'. It was one of those open secrets in the many parties that Gayatri attended.

Gayatri now had a bevy of slaves whom she could whore out to these desperate rich ladies, in exchange for their wealth management business. The easiest set of clients to manage as those ladies would not recognise portfolio diversification strategies or risk management. All they would lust after would be a slave with a big dick who is willing to service them at their beck and call.

She had called the team to discuss the finer details of her latest business plan. The ladies were quite enthusiastic when they heard the initial pitch, and started actively contributing to the plan.

"Let's call the useless idiots 'relationship managers'", Viji said. She turned to Dinesh, her Executive Assistant slave lying beneath her licking her feet and said, "Gee, looks like you are being promoted. Fancy title, even a business card to hand out."

"How would you like that?" Ramya tapped her heel on Ajay's head as he was bent low on all fours in front of her, licking her shoe clean. "I know you were a Partner before, so this won't be a fancy title for you. But still a chance to be a rainmaker for the Firm once again?"

"Whatever you deem fit, Mistress. I will do any task that you assign," Ajay replied. He had learnt his lesson over the past few days that his likes and preferences did not matter. He was a slave, and merely existed to satisfy his Mistress.

SLAP! SLAP! Despite giving what he thought was a correct response, two hard slaps landed on Ajay's face. "I am giving you a fantastic opportunity, and is this how you show your gratitude?" Ramya asked.

Ajay immediately realised that he had much to learn on his journey to become a good slave. He bent low, kissed Ramya's feet and said, "Thank you Mistress. It is a wonderful opportunity and I am truly honoured that you deemed this lowly slave fit to take up the role." He then gently lifted her feet, placed it on his head and said, "I will need your blessings if I am to succeed in this. I pray you grant me your blessings."

It was a testament to how far the slaves had come in their submissive journey - Ajay, a senior Partner till a few days back, now naked on all fours, bending low and placing the feet of an intern on his head to seek her blessings.

It was to this scene that Mallika had dragged Ramesh back on his leash. Women sitting back on their executive chairs, naked slaves bent low at their feet, massaging and kissing their feet and licking their shoes clean, while the women discussed the future fate of the very slaves as if they were not present in the room.

"Am sorry to interrupt this cosy gathering, Gayatri, but we need to talk," Mallika announced. Her tone indicated that she was serious and Gayatri was smart enough to realise that Mallika wanted to talk in private.

"Give us the room," Gayatri said to her team and they all cleared out, slaves in tow. Once the room was clear, Gayatri turned to Mallika and said, "Yes, dear."

"I heard all about how you are blackmailing Priyanka. She is equally my friend and I won't stand for it," Mallika said in a hard no-nonsense tone. She stood tall, hands on her hips, her posture indicating that she wanted this matter settled right now!

"Oh, so this idiot couldn't help but blabber? I thought I had told you what would be the consequences of being a rat?" Gayatri turned to Ramesh. Ramesh squirmed uncomfortably. He knew he was in for a sound thrashing. But more than that, he feared Princess Priyanka's compromising photo would be made public. "I am really sorry Goddess," he said and started to crawl to her. Maybe she'll just give him a few kicks and her anger would subside.

He felt a hard tug at his leash that stopped him in his tracks. Mallika's firm grip pulled him back. "You don't have to apologise to her. If anything, she should be sorry for treating her own friend like this!"

Ramesh could feel the tension in the room. He desperately did not want to be caught in between the two of them. No matter who prevailed, it was bound to be a bad outcome for him.

When elephants fight, the grass gets trampled.