Senator Boyle's Intern
The internship was nerve-wracking for the boy. He'd spent days preparing for the orientation, familiarizing himself with the government office. He had no idea what to expect from this place, but his expectations were shattered the moment he saw his new boss, Senator Boyle. The man was in his mid-fifties, with white, graying hair and a manly beard. He wore crisply tailored suits, which emphasized his taller, imposing figure. A large metal watch adorned his right wrist and a gold ring on his left; the only glimpse of an identity within him. Boyle was a man of power, who commanded respect and reverence everywhere he went. The young man had worked hard every day, listening intently to the senator's advice and instruction. He rarely got a thank you in return. Whenever Boyle addressed him, his language was swift and commanding. Most of the time, he would be dismissed without another word. But today was different.
The boy had just finished his last task of the day when he heard a snoring sound that seemed to be coming from the senator's office. Peeking in through the door, he saw Senator Boyle fast asleep on his plush chair with his feet fully exposed and resting on the ground. Senator Boyle was wearing a crisp gray suit today but what caught the boy's eyes was something much nicer. The young man couldn't tear his eyes away from the senator’s feet, which were cocooned in sheer black socks. He couldn't help but admire them; their shape, their contours, the scent of them that engulfed the room. The boy realized he had a foot fetish, and he was aroused by the sight of them. The idea of licking and sniffing the senator’s feet suddenly filled the young man’s mind. The young man walked into the room inching closer towards the Senator, without notice the senator stirred from his slumber and the young man was caught in the act. Senator Boyle barked to the boy,
“What are you doing here?” The young man was embarrassed and remained silent. “Answer me!” the senator thundered, his voice echoing in the office.
Finally, the young man mustered up the courage to respond, though his voice was barely a whisper: “I-I was admiring y-your feet, sir. I'm sorry.”
Boyle lifted an eyebrow in surprise and sneered at the young man.
“You were admiring my feet?”
The senator looked down at his feet. “Really, you wanted to admire these feet?”
The boy nodded.
“You’ll come around after work to sniff and lick them clean. Is that clear? ”
The young man nodded. He was scared but had no choice but to obey his orders. After all, he was the intern, and his boss was the most powerful man in the organization.
After work, the young man followed his orders. He walked into the room and saw the Senator had his loafers and socks already off. The room was wafted with the smell of the Senator's ripe feet and the boy couldn’t help but salivate. The Senator’s eyes darted to the boy and with a wave of his finger he broke the boy's trance by pointing to the ground. The boy kneeled down before the senator and began to sniff and lick his feet clean, from heel to toe. The senator watched in amusement, whistling an old tune and smiling slyly. When the young man had finished, the senator made him kiss his dirty socks before finally allowing him to stand up.
“You’re dismissed but I expect you to show more devotion next time.” The boy nodded, “Yes Senator!” and walked out.
The following day the boy was called into the office during work hours.
“Lock the door”.
The young man could anticipate what was coming next, licking the senator's feet or kissing his socks but instead was given a new task. Once the door was locked the Senator gestured the boy over to his desk. One of the Senator's massive feet lunged into the chest of the boy forcing him to the ground,“You’re my new footstool,” Boyle sneered, pressing his soles onto the young man’s face as he read over a series of bills.
“Everyone must serve a purpose here.”
The young man said nothing, though he was secretly elated to have been so close to his idol. Noticing the heels of the Senators feet were slightly dry, the young man placed one of the Senator’s heels in his mouth. “Someone’s quite eager aren’t they?” the Senator said, smirking. After 5 minutes the senator took his heels out from the boy's mouth replacing them with his dirty socks “I’m sure you won’t mind sucking these either”. Senator Boyle went back to reading bills rubbing his feet across the boy's nose using them to massage his tired feet. The boy's face stunk with the senator's musk. After finishing the bills the Senator saw the boy’s huge tent in his pants “I see you enjoyed yourself being under me” while chuckling.
A few days later, the senator managed to surprise the young man even further. “I’m taking you home,” he announced. “You’ll indulge in my feet after a long day’s work. It’ll ease the overwork off my poor feet.” At first, the young man was put off, but soon enough he was at the senator’s home. He followed the senator to the bedroom and licked his feet while the senator sat on the bed, watching tv. The senator would often make remarks about the boy’s behavior “That revolting look of lust on your face suits you well, get ready to lick every wrinkle on my foot.”, berating him “I said to suck them clean, I still see you didn’t get the jam between my toes.” or insulting him “Dirty little foot fuck is your new title, I think intern is too high a status when you’re meant to worship my feet”. The young man grew to love it; it was a form of relationship that he had never experienced before. He was no longer an intern; he was the senator’s pup. From then, every evening was spent going to the senator’s home. The young man licked his feet and kissed his socks, and the senator would cluck his tongue and insult him. This lifestyle felt natural to the young man. He grew increasingly attached to the senator, and soon enough, the relationship between them became mutual. The senator began revealing his feelings to the boy, and the boy thrived in the care he received. The senator’s insults didn’t sting anymore, for the young man knew he was respected and cared for. The internship might have started out as an arduous task, but it had ended in the best way possible.