Little Tim
By Underfootmatt
Tim's amazon wife slowly breaks him. Foot worship, smothering, trampling, spanking, humiliation


Chapter 2

Tim left his house the next morning, wondering why he's married to an amazon
of a wife with a bad temper. Slowly rubbing his jaw, because he could still
feel the sting, he set his stuff down in the office and walked down the
hallway to Rebecca's door. He composed himself for a few seconds, and then
knocked.

"Who is it?" came the elephantine voice.

"Its-" his voice squeeked like a mouse's. He paused to catch his breath, "It's
Tim, can I come in for a sec?"

After an audible grunt, "Get in here."

A terrible reek hit his nose as he entered Rebecca's lair. He looked to her
feet under the desk, and saw her bare feet sticking out. Rebecca's usual knee
high boots lay casually on the floor a few feet away. All he could do was try
and breathe through his mouth.

"Well, what do you want little man?"

Tim's face blushed read at the appellation. "I-um, I would like ... a raise."

Rebecca's jaw dropped in astonishment. After getting over her surprise, she
let out the most evil laugh he had ever heard. "Not a fucking chance in
hell!!, Get out of here you little runt."

As he left her office, he could hear her heavy footfalls behind him.

"You all wanna hear something funny??? The midget wants here wants a raise!!"

Of course, all the women in the office were laughing; the few men there, all
roughly the size of Tim, quickly averted their faces. They knew what gender
was controlling the office, and who specifically was running the show. None of
them wanted to be on Rebecca's bad side.

"Hold on Tim, tell you what; let's make a deal."

Tim wasn't sure why, but he turned around.

"If you lick the sole of my foot, right here in front of everyone, I'll give
you your raise."

His face couldn't reflect the revulsion he was feeling. But at the same time,
he knew he couldn't disappoint Allison; secretly, he was a little afraid of
her, ever since the slap last night. He swallowed his pride.

"All right."

A collective hush descended over the office; an evil grin spread across
Allison's face.

"Get over here, NOW."

Shoulders slumped, he moved to stand in front of her. Rebecca struck a very
domineering pose, with fists on hips. "Kneel."

Tim fell to his knees, and slowly approached Rebecca's gargantuan feet. The
smell was enough to overpower him, but he managed to hang on. Allison turned a
foot over for him; all he could do was stare at its width; it must be at least
a size 12, maybe bigger, he thought.

"DO IT," she boomed.

Closing his eyes, he slid his tongue across the sole of her foot. Rebecca
merely laughed.

"I can't believe you did that; your raise is denied."

Tim's eyes went wide. "We had a deal!"

Rebecca planted her foot on his chest and shoved him over. Tim stared up at
Rebecca, towering overhead.

"It's my office, my rules. Go back to your desk; I'll call you when I need a
foot massage." With that, she put all her weight down on Tim, and stepped off
of him. Tim let out a strangled cry.

"I'll complain to the office worker's union about this!"

Another one of the amazons who worked in the office yelled out: "And tell them
how you licked your boss' feet? Go right ahead!!!" The woman's degrading
laughter chased Tim right out of the building.

But the real question, dear readers, is how will Allison like the news?