Mia was an exceptional maid. Not only was she skilled in cleaning, cooking, and looking after the boss's children, but she also had a charming personality that made everyone around her feel comfortable. However, despite her dedication to her job, Mia felt underappreciated and underpaid. One day, she decided to confront her boss about it.
"Listen, sir," Mia began nervously, "I think my wages need to be reconsidered. I know I'm efficient, but I feel like I'm not being compensated enough for the work I do."
The boss thought for a moment before responding. "Tell you what, Mia. I'll give you a raise, but there's a catch. You have to add one more task to your responsibilities."
Mia's heart sank as she knew there would be a catch. Her face filled with dread and she hesitated before asking, "What is it, sir?"
"Whenever I want, you'll have to shit on my face," the boss said bluntly, grinning maliciously.
Mia's mouth fell open in shock and disbelief. She couldn't believe what she had just heard. "I'm sorry, sir, but I can't do that. That's just...wrong."
The boss laughed heartily at her reaction. "Oh, come on, Mia. It's just a little additional task. Besides, you'll be well-compensated for it. And I'm sure you won't mind it once you get used to it."
Mia knew she didn't have much of a choice. She needed the money, and if this was what it took to get a raise, then she would have to do it. Begrudgingly, she agreed to the boss's request.
As Mia left the room, she couldn't help but feel dirty. She knew that what was about to happen was not only demeaning but also wrong. Still, she tried to steel herself for what lay ahead.
The boss was waiting for her when she returned later that day. He was sitting on the couch, watching TV, and sipping on a glass of whiskey. Mia stood nervously in front of him, unsure of what to do.
"Get over here, Mia," the boss growled, patting the space next to him on the couch. Reluctantly, she sat down next to him. Her heart was racing, and she could feel the sweat starting to form on her brow.
"Take off your clothes," the boss ordered calmly, taking another sip of his drink. Mia hesitated for a moment before slowly undoing the buttons on her blouse and sliding it off her shoulders. She repeated the process with her skirt, revealing her petite and shapely body underneath.
"Now get on your knees and face me," the boss commanded. Mia did as she was told, kneeling on the ground and bowing her head submissively. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to prepare herself for what was about to happen.
The boss reached out and unzipped his pants, releasing a foul odor into the air. He grabbed Mia's head forcefully, pushing it towards his crotch. She could feel his hardened member pressing against her cheek, demanding attention.
Mia could feel her face flush in shame as she began to move her head up and down, performing oral sex on her disgusting boss. She closed her eyes tightly, trying to block out the images and feelings of what she was doing.
After a few minutes, the boss pulled her head away roughly. "Enough of that," he snarled, "Now get ready to shit on my face."
Mia gasped in shock and fear, but she knew there was no way out of this. She squatted over his face, her pulsating asshole inches away from his waiting mouth. She closed her eyes tightly once again, trying to mentally prepare herself for what she was about to do.
With a loud grunt, Mia pushed out the first chunk of shit onto her boss's face. It was warm and slimy as it landed with a splat on his cheek. She continued pushing out smaller chunks, each one covering more of his face until she was finally satisfied that she had done enough.
The boss grinned up at her, his face smeared with her feces. "Not bad, Mia," he said with a hint of approval, "You just might be able to handle this after all."
Mia stood up shakily, her entire body trembling with disgust and humiliation. She knew that she had just crossed a line she never thought she would, but she also knew that this was her new reality. With a heavy heart, she made her way back to the bathroom to wash up.
As she stood in front of the mirror, she couldn't help but wonder what had happened to the respectable maid she used to be. All she could see was the pathetic creature that had just shat on her boss's face, and the realization made her want to cry. But there was no time for tears; she had a job to do, and she needed the money.
With a deep breath, Mia turned on the shower and stepped inside, ready to wash away the filth and humiliation. As the hot water cascaded down her body, she couldn't help but think about what was yet to come. There would be many more nights like this, many more instances where she would be forced to degrade herself for the sake of money. But for now, all she could do was survive.
