It began like any other day in her service. I had walked into her office, gotten down on my knees before her, slipped off her flip-flops and kissed the soles of her feet while she sat in her desk chair and ignored me. After quite a few kisses, I got to work with my hands, massaging her soles. At this point she was turned towards me and looking at her phone, while I was on my knees before her, her right foot in my hands as I massaged it. I pressed my thumbs into her soles, eager to please her, for from the look she was giving her phone screen there must have been something getting her in a bad mood. And if she was in a bad mood, I’d probably be tasked with getting her out of it. Wow," Amanda exclaimed. "We should have been more honest with each other a long time ago! I want to be tied up next. I guess you'll have to do it, Erin. Marie is incapacitated right now." Ms. Kohlman stepped in to the elevator and I did the same. She pressed the button for the humanities office floor and the doors closed. You did this? Why?" Erin asked, but was interrupted by the sound of a high-pitched scream coming from the doorway. Erin and Marie each realized, to their great mortification, that their "eccentricities" had just been discovered by their little sister. Was it possible to die of embarrassment? He was saying the words, but even to someone who wasn’t engaging in wishful thinking they sounded unconvincing. He didn’t want them to be true. I stood up and leaned against the edge of his desk, facing him, opening my legs a bit so he could imagine himself between them.

I knew if I didn’t have 110% enthusiasm I might be further punished, so I groveled at her feet and kissed her toes devotedly. I actually had come to hate kissing her feet, because when I did it she usually wanted to assert how superior she was and how inferior I was. She would degrade and humiliate me, making fun of me and ridiculing me for how pitiful I must be to worship my teacher’s feet for good grades. Instead of covering Erin's legs in a solid wrapping of tape, like her arms were, Marie secured her legs with three bands of tape - one around her ankles, one around her legs just below her knees, and the third just above her knees. Each band consisted of at least six layers. That damn Rebecca found out that I raised my senior class’s grades. They were doing badly, I wasn’t really paying much attention to their class so I just raised them so all my classes would have majority A’s. Shit.” This time she slapped the top of my head, which was moving up and down as my tongue rhythmically soothed her sole.Excellent choice," Marie said. "But first, I don't think Erin is wearing enough tights. What do you think, Amanda?" Ma’am, may I ask what is the matter today?” I said, still groveling and kissing the tops of her feet.

She laughed (a beautiful laugh) and presented her other divine foot to me to be kissed. I repeated my marveling and kissed that foot too. I had never actually met Ms. Lauren, only seen her at all school events and such. She was new this year, but she had taken the school over practically, with her power over most male members of the campus getting her very far. Of course, Rebecca, I like you too. I may as well, you’re the head of my department! Actually, I’d always thought since I had him serving me that it would be fun to have a party or something with some other women, using him and abusing him while we drink and laugh at the poor bastard!” No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.” CLC 345. Pantyhose, tights, nylon, collants, pantimedias, collant, meia-calça, loeroù-gaol, panty, strumpbyxor,strømpebukse, broekiekouse, harisnyanadrág, колготки, чорапогащи, καλσόν, Strumpfhosen, sukkahousut, punčocháče, rajstopy, retuusid, hulahopke, külotlu çorap, kalsonŝtrumpoj, galtzerdi luze, 连裤袜, جوارب طويلة, パンティーストッキング, 팬티 스타킹, جواربKneel, boy” she said as all the senior girls’ eyes watched me sink down to my knees in front of them. Ms. Kohlman was really getting pissed, I could tell. She furiously typed away at her phone then slammed it down on her desk. Then, for the first time in the 20 minutes I had been kneeling there, she seemed to notice me. Her expression just got angrier, and she lunged her foot forward, thrusting it out of my hands and catching me in the eyebrow with her pedicured toe. When Ms. Kohlman said ‘Rebecca Lauren’ she gritted her teeth, implying to me that there was some deep-seeded hatred for this woman. I didn’t know much about Ms. Lauren, but I had heard she was quite, well, demanding of people. A bossy bitch, I’d heard her called by the few kids who had had to talk to her. But I knew another thing too, she was drop dead gorgeous, and this was some of the reason she could make nearly anyone, students, teachers, hell, the janitors too, do whatever she desired. Usually though, only if they were male.

This was new. Up until now Jessie had kept me to herself, making me serve her and her only in a variety of ways.So that essentially sums up my relationship with Jessie, and through all that she had never made me serve anyone else. Until now. Ladies, remember I was telling you there was this freshman who serves my feet? Well here he is. Let’s have some fun.” Alright, you two," Marie said to her two bound and gagged sisters. "Time for me to tie myself up again. I'm setting my phone alarm for one hour, just in case I fall asleep. Then I'll hop over to the desk and get my handcuff key, and then maybe, just maybe, I'll untie the two of you after I free myself," she said while putting the handcuff key on the edge of her desk. "Maybe," she said for the third time for emphasis. In my final year at Infant School, circa 1966, and prior to moving up to Juniors, so Year 3 as it might be now.

Oh, ... but wanting to be tied up isn't all that unusual. I think of it myself sometimes," Erin admitted. Uh, I don't think so," Erin said. "I was the first one to find Marie like this, so I get to be tied up next. We'll tie you up tomorrow instead." No, it's just right!" Amanda replied. "There's no way I can escape this - you are going to untie me later, right?" I just wanted to experience this before graduation,” I told him, “I’ve been trying not to make a move all year.” Marie, forget about me for a second! What happened? Were we robbed? Oh my god, you're handcuffed! I'll never get those off! I'll call the police." she said frantically as she started to reach for Marie's cellphone.I was going to wear these one more time before putting them in my 'gag and blindfold pile'. They're getting pretty old. But I just thought of a use for them," Marie said as she started to cut the legs off of the pair of tights. Erin took a deep breath and explained her interest in tights-encasement. Her two sisters nodded, and fortunately didn't make fun of the idea. It was a long wait. He didn’t find my note right away, but it became pleasurably agonizing, every tiny sound I heard in the hallway seemed like it could be him approaching. I got excited and then mellowed again when I realized it was my imagination. When he did come, I didn’t even hear him approach. As I hurried/hobbled after Ms. Kohlman, I dreaded what she had in store. I soon found out it was just as bad as I feared.