





Despite being on a diet, my slave has sweets. Apparently, I wasn't supposed to discover them. Well, too bad for him! I interrogate him and start eating his treats while he kneels on the floor in front of me. But I don't want to eat all of them, so I politely share them with him and spit the pre-chewed mush with lots of saliva on the floor in front of him. There he can lick it up and thank me for reducing the calories he consumes. His weight loss program continues!





The slave opens his mouth wide because Mistress Anfisa wants him to. He lies beneath her on the floor and she spits into his mouth. Now he tastes her spit and swallows it all. Again and again. Now she wants him to close his eyes and she spits on the sole of her sandal, letting it run slowly over it until this spit also drips into his mouth. The slave still has no idea what he is about to get, but when he is allowed to open his eyes again and has to lick Mistress Anfisa's shoe soles clean with his tongue, he vacillates between pleasure and disgust.





It's time to get to know my co-worker a little better. That's why we're eating together today. I start first though because after all, I'm the boss and don't have to show any consideration for my foot people. My slave employee's stomach is already growling loudly, so I'm generous and give him some of my food. Pre-chewed and crushed, of course. His portion sticks under the sole of my boot. He hesitates but his job with me is so important to him that he now dutifully chews his food from the soles of my boots. He's doing so well that I'm thinking out loud about adjusting his employment contract again... (Part 3 of 5 from the full clip 'A week at the office')