The Ultimate Revenge 12 min read

Chapter One – A New Boss

Tyler used to be one of the most powerful businessmen in the city. He was arrogant, rude, cocky and dishonest. He had dated one of the most beautiful women in the world – Danielle Hilton, herself the sole heiress to a fortune in the hundreds of millions, but that wasn’t enough for him. He cheated on her, numerous times and with different women. Of course, she eventually found out and split up with him, feeling humiliated but also rightfully outraged by his behaviour.

It had been soon after that Tyler found his world turned upside down. He still refused to accept that he was responsible for his own downfall – He had acted on the information of a usually reliable source and invested a huge portion of his money into a company that failed badly. Guys like Tyler would never learn from their mistakes though and he had soon wasted the remainder of his personal fortune on crazy schemes to recover from his losses. He was left literally penniless and had to start from the ground up.
He got another job at a smaller company, in the same city. His reputation was left in tatters but he began to work his way back up. It was all going well until one day in the middle of the summer…

Tyler had heard the rumours of a take-over for some time, but it was always shrouded in secrecy and he had been sceptical about the whole ordeal. He had been as shocked as anyone to learn that today, without any official warning, the company had been taken over. The new owner had not been introduced formally but was holding interviews with select members of staff today. Tyler was surprised to see his name on top of the list when he arrived that morning. He convinced himself that this meant the new owner had learnt of his prior accomplishments and valued his “obvious” ability, and so he was confident as he proceeded along to the Owner’s office.

He knocked on the door and waited. He was shocked to hear what sounded like a woman’s voice call softly “Enter”. He was old-fashioned in his thinking regarding how business should be conducted, and that translated into sexist attitudes. He composed himself and opened the door, stepping into the large office. Nothing could have prepared him for what he saw.

“Dan…Danie…Danielle…” He stuttered, eventually, forgetting about trying to make a good impression. This was because Danielle Hilton, his ex-girlfriend who he had cheated on, was sitting behind the huge oak desk, facing him, as the new President of the company in which he worked. She looked as beautiful as ever. The summer sun had made her long hair an even more brilliant, striking shade of blonde and her light bronze tan remained as perfect and even as ever. She was wearing a black jacket over a white blouse and her blue eyes, highlighted by her dark mascara, flickered with excitement over the revenge she was about to take.

“Hello Tyler,” she said in her soft voice. “Sit down, please”. She had a way of imposing her authority when she spoke, it probably came from getting her way all the time during childhood – Apparently, she had regained her confidence after what Tyler had done. Tyler sat down on the wooden chair at the opposite side of the desk, not daring to speak. He needed this job.

“Now I’m going to explain some things to you right now. I’m going to explain them just once, and you’re going to shut up and listen.” She continued. “Firstly, consider yourself lucky that you’re even in here. All the other males in your office are getting laid off because of the change in management and are replaced by my own staff. This means you’re being pushed down. To the bottom of the pile.”

Tyler could tell from the look on her face, the sparkle in those magnificent eyes, that she enjoyed demoting him so much.

“I know you need this job,” she said, “No one else will touch you with the bad publicity you’re going to bring them. They all know you’re a piece of shit. So you’re going to do what you’re told. You’re going to do what I say because you need the paychecks.”

She was interrupted by a second knock on the door. “Enter,” she said again, and Tyler found himself looking around to see who was there. Danielle was obviously expecting them, this must have been rehearsed a long time ago. The door was opened by a woman with wavy, dark blonde hair that ran past her shoulders. She had blue eyes, tanned skin and the business suit that she wore showed her figure to be almost as attractive as Danielle’s.

“This is Sophie,” Danielle said. “Your new supervisor. You’re going to obey her orders as if they came from me.” Tyler was amazed that Danielle would use such language as if he were a slave to them. “She knows all about you and your past, and she thinks you’ve got a lot of making up to do as well,” Danielle warned.

“Sophie, this is Tyler. The little bitch himself!” She added.

Tyler opened his mouth in shock at the explicit language. The situation was getting out of hand. Danielle was well and truly in charge, turning back to Tyler she said, “You know, Sophie still thinks you don’t deserve to keep your job. I know how sorry you are for what you did, but she’s not convinced, so I think it’s only right that you show her.”

Tyler hesitated. He watched as Danielle rolled her chair out from under her desk, and spun round to the side. “Get over here and apologise in the proper way,” Danielle ordered as Sophie watched on, smirking to herself. Tyler was confused, he waited to see what would happen.

Danielle looked annoyed at his lack of understanding. She raised one of her long legs into the air and pointed to her bright blue designer shoes. “My shoes.” She said, “Kiss them! That is…If you want to keep your job”. She tried hard not to laugh at Tyler’s pathetic situation. She watched as his mind struggled to decide what to do. He knew he had to make his mind up.

Chapter Two – Decision Time

Tyler stood up. His mind was racing. Danielle watched him, thrilled by the struggle of the man before her. Sophie was still standing behind Tyler, watching and waiting. Both the ladies wondered how he would react. They wondered how desperate he was. The situation, despite being so ridiculous, had actually got almost unbearably intense.

Tyler began to move. He had reached a decision and knew what he had to do. He walked around the desk, towards where Danielle was waiting expectantly. A satisfied, almost evil smirk crossed Danielle’s perfect face as she realised that Tyler was going to swallow his pride for once and accept defeat. Sophie struggled to hold back a laugh of happiness – The idiot had no idea what was waiting for him.

Tyler stood before Danielle. Her leg was extended out towards him, the tip of her shoe just inches from his waste. He took a deep breath and crouched down, prepared to kiss it.

“Oh noooo” Danielle said, the pleasure she was getting not at all disguised by her tone. “Sophie wants to see you do it properly. Accept your mistakes. Accept your inferiority, and get on your knees whilst you kiss my shoes.”
Again her choice of words puzzled Tyler, as images of slavery flashed across his mind. He wondered exactly how far Danielle was going to take this. Snapping back to reality, he realised the two beautiful faces of his superiors were staring at him expectantly. He looked at Danielle’s foot. It was the same perfect, tanned-bronze colour as the rest of her skin and it was covered by the shocking-blue pumps that she wore. Tyler had always thought that she had cute feet when they were dating, but he had never wanted to experience them like this.

He could feel his face beginning to glow red from embarrassment. He had been unfaithful to Danielle when they were in a relationship and it only added to the humiliation of the current situation. How could a man go from being on top of the world to kneeling at a woman’s feet in such a short space of time? Still staring at the shoe, he realised it had to be new. The colour was so striking and besides this, a young and beautiful rich lady like Danielle nearly always wore new clothes. He slowly leant forwards, pushing his lips out as he prepared to kiss the shoe of his new Boss. He kept his eyes open but could not bring himself to look at Danielle’s smug, elegant face. Instead, he focussed on the soles of the shoes that he was about to submit to. He could see tiny, minuscule specks of dirt that had been picked up from walking on the street.

He leant forwards very, very slowly, not quite able to believe what he was about to do. After what seemed literally like hours, but was nothing more than a few seconds, he felt his lips pressed against the firm sole of her shoe. He held them there for a few seconds, not daring to breathe in or out, not wanting to have to put his tongue against the sole, but making sure that Danielle could see what he was doing. Sophie couldn’t help herself from letting out a small giggle as she saw Tyler kissing Danielle’s shoe, staring up into her eyes as he knelt on the floor.

Eventually, he pulled his head away and sat, still kneeling, waiting to know what to do. It wasn’t as if he could just leave and go back to work after that, was it?!

Danielle stared down at him.

“I don’t think I told you to kiss them once, did I? You’re going to carry on kissing that shoe until I tell you to stop!”

Sophie laughed again, a genuine, sexy little giggle, as she watched Danielle effortlessly control the man who had once cheated on her. Tyler didn’t think his face could get any redder. He paused again, trying to assess the situation. He had already given in to Danielle, and she knew that he needed this job. He’d never work again if he got fired and besides which…She really was gorgeous! He swallowed whatever bits remained of his pride and leant forwards again. He pressed his lips against the bottom of her shoe. He made a proper kissing motion this time, then dragged his lips further down her shoe and forced himself to kiss again.

Danielle cried out triumphantly.

“You see this Sophie?! I told you the little loser was always staring at my feet!” she boasted.

Tyler stopped, amazed. He had found himself looking at her feet from time to time, but only when he was sure she couldn’t see. He wondered if she had always known if someone had told her or what? Danielle soon noticed he had stopped kissing her shoe and she looked back at him, coughing politely, softly, she said “Excuse me, loser, I would strongly recommend you don’t stop kissing my shoe again until I actually order you to. Otherwise, you might as well just go down to the job office right now!” There was a real malice in her voice that suggested to Tyler that she was not joking.

“Sorry” he murmured hesitantly, going back to pushing his lips around the soles.

Sophie burst out laughing, and this time Danielle joined her.

“I can’t believe he actually apologised!” Sophie said, going red from the laughter. “Actually, I can’t believe any of this is true. Listen, Danii, I’ve got to go and tell all the new girls about our… “Office boy” here… I’ll catch you later, ok?”

Danielle nodded her approval and added “They can use him when they want as well! Just not today because I get the feeling he’s already busy enough!” as Sophie headed out the door again. Tyler was left alone with Danielle but he didn’t dare stop his humiliating task. She looked down at him again.

“Oh, Tyler, Tyler, Tyler,” she said playfully. “You’re going to regret what you did to me. Oh yes, you are!”

Tyler continued to kiss her shoe, trying to block out her mocking voice. He found it impossible though, as she soon brought her leg back down to the ground. Instead, she motioned to the spot under her huge desk. “Get under here now, loser” She ordered, “Some of us actually have people to see, and they might not want to see your dumb ass grovelling at my feet…Not yet.”

Tyler obediently crawled on all fours, already accepting defeat, and sat, cross-legged, under Danielle’s desk. She rolled her huge leather chair back in front of the desk, trapping him down there.

“I want you to carry on worshipping these cute little shoes of mine. I want every speck of dirt licked off, I want the heels sucked clean in your stupid mouth and I want every inch covered in kisses. Don’t you dare touch them with your dirty hands and if your lips so much as brush against my actual feet…Well, then you know where you’re headed. And I’d better not hear a single sound out of you whilst you’re down there!” She finished, mischievously.

With that, she lifted her feet off the ground and placed them down on his upturned face, right over his mouth. The heels just missed his chin and instead dug lightly into his throat. It was uncomfortable, but he would have to get used to it. He pushed his tongue out gently onto the sole of the shoe once more and began to lick slowly. Danielle, waiting for her next appointment to arrive, began to play around with the files on her computer. Absent-mindedly, she said to Tyler, almost in a song-like way, “This Company owns you now. I own you. You do what I say from now on. You’re our bitch!”