When Ken came in from work the next day I was my usual place awaiting his enormous ass. Soon he threw himself into his armchair right on top of me. "God, what a day!" he pouted. Suddenly he got a text message from my uncle Alan. Alan was equally as tall as Ken with a great body and a sexy smile. He wanted to know if Ken would lend him some money. Ken never just handed out money. You either had to earn it or beat him at poker which is what my Alan was going to try.
Ken took me out from under him and held up to his face. "Oh, wait till Alan sees you." he laughed. "You're going to be one busy slave tonight." Then he kicked off his shoes and put his smelly sweaty grey socked feet up and put me down at them. The soles were brown and hard and all mine. "I could use a foot rub."
"Yes Master." I replied trying to sound too eager.
Ken loosened his tie and switched on the television as I got to work.
Ken took me out from under him and held up to his face. "Oh, wait till Alan sees you." he laughed. "You're going to be one busy slave tonight." Then he kicked off his shoes and put his smelly sweaty grey socked feet up and put me down at them. The soles were brown and hard and all mine. "I could use a foot rub."
"Yes Master." I replied trying to sound too eager.
Ken loosened his tie and switched on the television as I got to work.