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This is my first story so would appreciate any feedback from anyone!
Tamara was sitting at her desk thinking how perfect her life was. She was the Manager of a 25 million dollar a year company with 75 staff reporting to her, she had paid for her house in full, had a new BMW and a hot boyfriend. And she was only 24. There was just 1 thing - although she had plenty of money, she always wanted more. She couldn't bring herself to be satisfied. She used to work a second job at night to get extra money to build the bank account right up, but lately she had found an easier way to take home a little extra. At night, when she was tucking away the days take in the safe, she would help herself to whatever she wanted. Sometimes it was $50, sometimes $200, sometimes $500. When audit would investigate the missing money, she'd just blame it on one of the young casuals. She'd already fired two young girls over the missing money. As she prepared to close for the day, she sauntered into the cash office feeling on top of the world. Packing the money in, she took out three $50 bills and slid them into the top her skirt. She locked the safe and turned around to see Chloe sitting on a desk behind her grinning from ear to ear - with her Iphone up recording Tamara's every move.
How had she not seen the 16yr old bitch when she walked in! She had been so content and proud of herself that she hadn't noticed Chloe at all.
"What are you doing in here young lady" commanded Tamara. She heard her own voice shaking, knowing full well that Chloe had caught her red handed. Surely she would go to the Authorities and Tamara would lose her job and the respect she had worked so hard to aquire.
"I think the question, boss, is what are YOU doing taking money out of the safe" teased Chloe, one eyebrow raised cheekily. Tamara had always hated Chloe. She had brought her into the office twice on account of the shortness of Chloe's skirts. She was a stunning young girl and she knew it. She was always running her hands through her long dark hair, and seemed to stare through Tamara with piercing blue eyes. Her breasts were well developed for her age, but she knew her silky smooth legs were her best quality and she flaunted them constantly. Tamara couldn't put her finger on why she hated Chloe - she certainly wasn't jealous. She was taller than Chloe, had flowing blonde hair, and she definately had the best set of breasts in the business. She knew all the other girls and women were jealous of her and she loved it. She had the whole staff wrapped round her little finger. But somehow Chloe had always thought she could defy Tamara's rules. Her constant cheekiness drove Tamara mad.
Chloe started playing with her phone. "What are you doing?" asked Tamara.
"Just emailing myself a video of you stealing cash from the safe. I'll have to pass this on to the owners and definately to to the police...."
Tamara began to panic. She had to stop the little brat from showing anyone that video. "Please Chloe, im begging you" she blurted.
Chloe smirked. "I hear begging. But i don't see anyone on their knees"
Tamara's heart was pounding at this stage and she wasn't thinking straight. She fell to her knees and said "Chloe im down on my knees begging you. I'll do whatever you say, just please keep this a secret".
Chloe had again begun recording on her iPhone and now had footage of Tamara down on her knees. "Crawl right over to me boss, and beg right at my feet."
Tamara hated having to look up at Chloe. Sitting on the desk with her legs dangling and iPhone in hand, Chloe looked like she was Queen of the world. Tamara crawled right up to Chloe's position, and now looked up as Chloe rested her shoe right on her forehead.
"So you'll do anything for me huh Tammy" laughed Chloe, knowing how much her boss hated being called Tammy.
"What do you want from me bitch" came the curt response.
"Your down on your knees with my shoe resting on your face and your calling me bitch? From now on you'll call me Princess. Now take off my shoe for me"
Tamara began removing the little brats shoe, when she felt Chloe give her a painful kick in the side of the head.
"When i tell you to do something, you say Yes Princess. Got it bitch"
"Yes Princess" mumnled Tamara, getting to work on removing Chloe's shoe.
As her shoe fell to the floor, Chloe commanded Tamara to remove her sock. Tamara was smart enough to remember the "Yes Princess", but as she reached for Chloe's ankle with her hand, Chloe began to laugh. "Do it with your teeth bitch. Your sticky fingers don't deserve to touch my legs".
Tamara began to slide the sock off her new enemies foot with her teeth. She was expecting a pugnant stench, but was pleasantly suprised to find Chloe's feet smelt remarkedly clean. Her nose had run all along Chloe's foot as she removed the sock, and the softness and smoothness of Chloe's foot suprised Tamara.
She was made to repeat the process with Chloe's other shoe and sock, the whole time trying to avoid the dazzling stare of the increasingly smug teenage girl sitting above her.
"My feet need massaging bitch, get to it" ordered Chloe, leaning back on the desk now and looking extremely comfortable. Tamara began to work Chloe's perfect feet, running her manicured hands all over them. Chloe had to admit, Tamara was great at giving a foot massage, and she had to stifle a small moan. She didn't want Tamara knowing she was doing a good job just yet. After what seemed like an hour to Tamara, Chloe had a new order. "Show me who the best is Tammy, kiss my feet"
Tamara did not want to do this. She knew that once she placed her lips on Chloe's feet, she'd be confirming that Chloe now had her completely under control. She began refuse, but Chloe flashed her a perfectly sweet smile and waved the iPhone in her general direction. Tamara knew she was at Chloe mercy. Oh well, maybe after a little kiss to the bitches feet this would all be over. She gently placed a kiss on each of Chloe's feet, feeling a pang of inner pain at hearing Chloe giggle.
"Now bitch" Chloe began, "your going to put my socks and shoes back on ever so gently. And while your doing that im going to explain to you the new rules. Obviously, if you don't comply with any of my rules or demands, you will be turned over to the police. Got it bitch"
"Yes Princess" came the defeated reply. Just what Chloe wanted to hear.
"Ok from now on at work, im going to do absolutely nothing. You'll give me any hours I want, but i will spend the day sitting in your office. If something needs to be done, you will go and do it while i relax." Tamara was thinking that if that was the worst she'd have to do, this might be ok after all.
"Now when we leave here we are going to go to your place...or should I say, my new place. You'll be selling your house to me for $1, and then you will be living in the house with me....as my maid. You will do all the laundry, cooking and cleaning. You will drive me anywhere i want to go, without question. You will also give me your entire pay each week, and I will decide how much we each get."
Tamara had heard enough. "no way Chloe thats too much. You can turn me over to the police, im not surrendering my house to you."
"The police?" Chloe asked. "I have footage of you making out with your 16yr old employees feet Tammy. The WORLD will see it".
She was right and they both knew it. Right at that moment, Tamara knew her life now belonged to Chloe. She had one more concern she wanted to ask Chloe about. "Princess, what about my boyfriend. He comes over all the time"
Chloe smiled - ah yes, the gorgeous Steven. She flirted with him all the time when he'd come to meet Tamara for lunch. Chloe knew that it would only be a matter of time now before she took Steven from her 24yr old boss. "you can keep your boyfriend for now Tammy, we wont let him know your my slave".
The word slave hit home for Tamara. She looked up at her enemy, having finished putting her shoes on, and knew from the smirk on the young girls face that there was no escaping.
Tamara parked in the driveway and went and opened Chloe's door for her. She would have to do this now any time Chloe got in or out of the car. They went to the front door - Chloe looking around clearly impressed with her new aquisition. The two story house could never be afforded by the 16yr old girl, but she didn't need to worry about that now. She only worked casually two days a week in between school, and now she had a very expensive house to do with as she pleased. As they went in, Chloe ordered Tamara to take her to the Master Bedroom. Tamara led her in to the huge room, complete with spa and balcony. "this will do nicely for me" crowed Chloe. "Now bitch, i have school tomorrow. My parents will be at work, but you will take this key and go to my house. You will collect all of my belongings from my bedroom and i expect this room to be ready for me to live in tomorrow. Now, drive me back to my parents house - i will let you enjoy your last night as a homeowner."
School the next day went slowly for Chloe, she couldn't wait to get into her new house and boss her slave around. When she arrived, Tamara's boyfriend Steven was over. They were on the couch making out, but Tamara stopped as Chloe approached. She had already explained to Steven that Chloe would be staying with her from now on. Steven didn't understand why Chloe was getting the Master Bedroom but he didn't really care. Besides he liked Chloe - and boy was she hot. Chloe gave him a wink, which was not lost on the furious Tamara. Chloe had plenty for Tamara to do, but didn't want Steven to know that Tamara was her slave just yet. She walked into the Kitchen, calling out "Tammy, here please".
Once in the kitchen, Chloe said "Sit down bitch, i have three assignments from school today and you can do them for me. Get to work".
She then sauntered out and sat next to Steven on the couch, her legs right up against his, her hand coming down to rest on his thigh. Steven was a little taken aback but wasn't going to complain, especially not when Chloe said "Tammys got work to do in the Kitchen, she wont be out for a while". It was obvious to Steven that something weird was going on, but he didn't want to ruin any mood - he was getting hard unable to take his eyes off Chloes amazing legs.
Tamara could hear Chloe and Steven laughing and chatting away in the next room while she sat there doing her new boss' homework. She began to consider what she had been reduced to. A complete slave to her 16yr old employee. And now that little bitch was flirting away with Tamara's boyfriend. She got up from the table and peaked round the corner, where her worst fears were confirmed. Steven and Chloe locked in a passionate kiss - Chloe's legs over Steven;s lap - Steven's hand sliding over her - Steven completely bessotted with the young brat. Tamara couldnt watch any more and went back to the kitchen to finish Chloe's homework.
After two hours of hearing Chloe and Steve enjoying each other company, the front door was closing and Steven's car was starting up. Chloe came bouncing into the kitchen. "so thanks for everything Tammy. This is a great house, and i have to say, i didn't realise what a great catch Steven was. I saw you watching as i wrapped your boyfriend round my little finger". Tamara bowed her head in shame. She couldnt believe how much Chloe was taking from her. "That's enough homework for one night, you can do the rest tomorrow. Go run me a bath in MY new bathroom slave"
Once Chloe's bath was run, Tamara was told to sit on watch as Chloe took off her clothes and got in the tub. Watching her young employee removing her clothes, Tamara was mesmerised. This girl really was amazing. She couldn't take her eyes of the young beauty. As she eased into the tub, she smirked to herself, knowing that Tamara was completely defeated. "Come bathe me slave" she commanded. Chloe extended her hand, and Tamara began rubbing soap over her perfect arm. Tamara began to think she could actually get used to this. Chloe revelled in having the older girl cleaning her back, her shoulders, her toned stomach. Tamara moved up from the stomach area to Chloe's breasts, but Chloe shook her finger in Tamara's direction. "I don't think so Tammy, your my slave not my lover. Now its feet and leg time". She raised her leg over the edge of the tub, loving every second of Tamara bathing it for her. As she rubbed Chloe's foot, Tamara began to realise that touching her enemies feet was the worst part of this whole ordeal.
As Chloes exited the bath tub, Tamara dropping to her knees and patting her dry with a towell, they both knew. Tamaras life was over - and Chloe's had just begun.
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