The new routine started from the next day. Suresh never thought he would be nostalgic about the days where he was a naked slave at his own apartment to two superior, older women. However, he could never deny that the situation had become worse. Way worse. With him reduced to a naked slave even at the office, it was 24*7 humiliation.

Suresh was the first to enter the office, along with Pari and Sneha. The half-hour it took to walk to the office from Pari’s apartment – it was his own but by now, even in his own thoughts, the apartment belonged to Pari – was the only time he had clothes on. He was Free to go to his cubicle with his clothes on. Once he reached there, the two women stood smiling. He expected them to hug and reassure him, but it looked as though they weren’t going to do that. Be a man! They had told him once. Fight or surrender. But, be a man about your choices. And so, he did. He took a deep breath and removed his clothes. The clothes went into his pedestal following which he locked them and handed the key to Pari. Pari looked at his outstretched hand and slapped him. Gowri was just coming in and looked shocked. Spanking him was one thing! But, the slap that Pari gave him was tough. Suresh was dazed for a moment.

He knew why she had slapped him. It took him around 8 seconds for his head to clear after which he bent down and kissed her feet and offered the key at her feet. Pari took it from him and walked off. Sneha walked off without a word as well. Gowri came forward. She checked to ensure he was not hurt and ordered him to make her Coffee. It was nice to tell someone to get her Coffee instead of asking them what they wanted. Suresh brought her Coffee and she indicated her feet. Gowri came in to the office in a crowded bus. The stop was nearly a Kilometre away from house and her office and she had to walk that distance everyday. Pari had offered to pick her up from the bus stop many times, but Gowri staunchly refused it. She was independent. However, that did not mean that she would now not use the services of a slave. After all, he was now the property of everyone in this office for the next four months. Including her own.

She ordered him to massage her feet. Suresh was about to kneel in front of her and start when she stopped him. Gowri once again relished the sight in front of her.

A 22-year old man. Naked, completely, not a stitch on!

With regular shavings, he did not have a single strand of hair to hide behind.

That cock! That massive Anaconda that she doubted anyone had seen in her family.

She loved the sight of it. She knew she would take some time to get used to it.

“Turn around!” Suresh did. He knew by now that turn around meant turn around and bend over. He did it just as Sheetal walked in.

Sheetal watched as the poor boy got into the humiliating position. She could not think of him as a full-grown Adult. She felt he was a mixture of younger brother and son to him. The previous evening, when she went home, she could not believe what she had seen. The idea of a naked man in the office was exhilarating and, at the same time, she kept thinking, did it really happen? Of course, she had landed some smacks on those buttocks even as he begged him for mercy. But, when she woke up this morning, she convinced herself it was a dream. It couldn’t happen, right? And yet, the reality was standing in front of her. No, it was bending over in front of her.

Earlier, she had resolved that she would do everything she could to help him. The poor kid was being taken advantage of and she had resolved to help him. However, when she saw him, naked and in all his glory, all those protective thoughts went out of her head. She wanted to smack him. She wanted to beat him up. Maybe sit on his face with her extra-large butt and make him plead for mercy. And then, she saw it. His butt looked normal.

“His butt is not red!” She and Gowri cried out in unison. “I said it first. ” Mentioned Gowri. “NO, I did.” Sheetal retorted. It was upto Sneha to be the judge.

“Well, I am not sure who said it first.” Sneha replied calmly. “But, Gowri was the one who ordered the inspection. So, I will give this to Gowri.”

“Come on!” Sheetal groaned. “She got him yesterday.”

Oh! She had, indeed! Suresh thought to himself. He was in massive pain from her attack last night.

And then, it happened. The memory of her hits caused him to shudder. In his position where he was naked and bent over, his butt jiggled involuntary and the movement, to his shame, was unmissable. The women laughed. He knew why they were laughing and it caused him to further shake it. The women laughed further and his eyes welled up with humiliation.

He was still bent over, butt naked in front of four dominant females. He had never felt this vulnerable in his life. Now, they were fighting on who was going to spank him.

Spank him! Over their knee. Him naked as the day he was born and them fully dressed. He did not dare break position even as his fear increased.

“You sound frustrated, Sheetal” Pari piped in. “If only you had a tool to relieve your frustrations.”

Sheetal took a second to understand and then laughed out loud. She did not need any excuse to spank him. He was her property. To do as she pleased.

“Naked boy! Gowri will give you a thorough spanking. After she is done, you are to come to me. And, don’t you dare walk!” And so saying, she went into her conf room for her daily status calls. Suresh got over Gowri’s knee just as the rest of the women came in. Once again, in full view of all the women, Suresh was thoroughly smacked by Gowri. Gowri did not hold back. She hit and hit with all her strength. Suresh’s butt was stinging Hot.

“Please, GOwri” he cried and pleaded. “Please, stop.” He knew that his begging was only increasing the women’s excitement but he could not help himself.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! He grunted, screamed and begged for mercy.

The women were merciless. None of them, not even Sneha was asking Gowri to stop. She eventually stopped after causing his butt to become red Hot with the pain and told him to start working on her feet. Suresh had done this so many times with Pari and Sneha and he followed the same ritual here. He stood in front of her and asked her if he could start. She told him to go ahead.

There was a ritual to follow, Suresh knew. Suresh had to first kiss both feet at least 5 times before asking permission to remove the shoes. And, he did the same here. Gowri was taken aback but she took it in her stride. When he asked if could start massaging, she told him to continue his foot worship. This was life! She thought, exhilarated as the naked man continued to plant loving kisses on her shoes. She eventually ordered him to start massaging. He started to remove her shoe and felt a sharp sting on his butt.

The skipping rope! Suresh eyed it with horror. He had no idea when Pari had given it to Gowri but she clearly had. His butt was already burning with pain and Gowri had now hit him with it in the same spot. And, to his horror, the other women had reached.

“No hands!”

Harshitha cooed and laughed. It seemed there was no end to the way they could pile on the misery for this naked prey.

Suresh groaned. The rest of the women watched in fascination as their naked slave slowly removed each shoe with his mouth. This was the life! They decided. A naked man grovelling at their feet. Then, a thought came into their minds. Suresh would be their slave only for four months. They resolved to find someone else by that time.

Suresh slowly removed each shoe and sock and then massaged Gowri’s feet. He was an expert by now and Gowri was feeling better soon. She kept him at it for half hour and then stopped him. She motioned him to stand up and kissed him, full on the lips to thank him. Suresh had no time to dwell on the kiss as he had to crawl to Sheetal. Sheetal motioned him to come under the table and pointed to her feet. He was nervous. He knew she was on a video call. A slip of the hand and he would be revealed. But, he had no courage to disobey and he did what she asked. He licked her shoes for half hour before Sheetal completed her calls. Then, she disconnected all video services and called the others. The others gleefully stormed into the conf room to watch their slave get spanked even more.

Suresh hardly did any work that day. The women kept ordering him around, getting them water, rearranging their workspace, or for other such trivial things. Being used as an errand boy itself was humiliating. But, doing it naked! Suresh felt the shame every minute as he ran to each of them.

Harshitha, for one, wanted to start her spankings and waited patiently for his butt to turn normal again. It did just after lunch. When it did, she ordered him.

“Naked boy! Come here!”

He groaned and started to her.

“I was going to spank you 30 times. But, you were supposed to crawl to me and you walked. So, it went up to 50.”

Suresh groaned. However, he did not dare disobey. And so, as the other women watched, he crawled, butt naked and got on her lap.

Harshitha laid on to him. Suresh was screaming with pain by the fifth hit. He had to endure 45 more! He thought, horrified.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Harshitha relished every moment. The tears started coming by the 20th hit.

“Harshitha, madam. Please. Have mercy!”

Obviously, she showed zero. Suresh cried and cried with pain and begged until the last hit. Predictably, his buttocks were red Hot with pain.

She still was not done and made him get her Coffee. As he went to get it, Sneha pinched his buttocks. The already raging pain intensified and he felt he was on fire. The other women followed suit. 5 women, including Sheetal – who had completely forgotten her earlier resolution of trying to help him – pinched and squeezed his already hurt buttocksash he went to the panty. Gowri, who was in the pantry wanted to check how much it hurt when the Hot coffee cup was placed on his butt. The heat terribly increased his pain as Sneha, who had come to check him, cheered. He begged her for mercy and Gowri finally stopped. He immediately kissed her feet and thanked her for mercy before taking the cup back to Harshitha.

That evening, at 6 PM, with all tasks done, they all assembled into the main conf room. Once they were in the conf room, they once again gave him a paddling to redden his butt. Pari ordered him to get her coffee. “Expresso, with three spoons of Sugar”. At once, the women cottoned on. Each one of them ordered a different beverage with additional options. They told him he would get it bad if even one order was missed. He went to the pantry and came back 5 minutes later. Their anticipation was cut short as he repeated each order perfectly and placed the cup in their hands. Sneha laughed, but it was a laughter which, for the first time, was aimed at the women instead of her slave.

The others laughed as well as Suresh stood, smiling smugly. However, his smile went off with two words. “Jumping jacks!” Pari ordered.

The women doubled over in laughter. Still new to this, every single new thing was becoming better than the last. The idea of a 22-year old male, doing naked jumping jacks in front of 6 fully clothed women was exhilarating beyond anything they could have dreamed of.

Suresh did not know this level of humiliation existed. Doing naked jumping jacks in front of six clothed women! What could possibly be worse than this? He had a feeling he would find out soon. As he made each jump, his cock bobbed and jumped in all directions causing the women to double over in laughter.

Suresh settled into his new routine. He now had only two sets of clothing. The rest of them were safely locked away at home with Pari being the owner of the sole key. She fashioned a key holder for her boots. They looked like cowboy spuds and she placed the key there. Symbolic and effective. Suresh was clothed for only half hour every weekday. He was naked when he woke up until the time he had to leave for the office. Once he had reached his office cubicle, he stripped off and started serving the 7 superior women in his life.

Informed by Pari, Gowri stopped washing her feet once she reached office. Jogging 1 kM in the Hot weather, her feet were smelly with sweat. However, Suresh still had to worship it. Smell it, lick it and then massage them with his nose not a foot away, the smell was nauseating. This simultaneously ensured he was never spank-Free. It was impossible to avoid grimacing or retching at that smell and that gave a readymade excuse for the women to start punishing him. He was smacked, slapped, and sometimes even belted. HIs Ass was the main target although they sometimes targeted his balls as well. Every evening, the ladies went to the gym and came back and he had to sniff and worship their feet one by one. Completely naked, he was sniffing and licking one pair of stinky feet when he would feel a skipping rope on his buttocks. He had to correctly judge the one who whipped him and crawl to them. If he was wrong, he received one from all of them. Sometimes, they just got bored and whipped him anyway.

Once they reached home, he was again worked over, fully naked, by Pari and Sneha. Pari kept taunting him with her body. These days, it was hardly CFNM anymore since Pari stripped down to her panties as well once she reached home. The heat was getting to them and Pari stayed happily in just her panties. Sneha was decently dressed and envied Pari as she sweated more. However, even topless, Pari exerted her dominance further. He had to lick her feet clean every half hour. The sweat accumulated due to the heat and he hated the smell as he licked and smelt those stinky, sweaty, feet. Still, he had to agree that watching her breasts all the time was certainly an improvement. Pari was aware of her effect and constantly accentuated it. She would either rub her breasts or scratch them and Suresh would watch, openly mouth watering and leaking copious amounts of pre-cum. Sneha then would make him clean the toilet and bathroom.

He had agreed to all this additional humiliation with the condition that he sleeps on the bed with Pari. Since both slept naked, he had imagined daily Sex with her. He realised now how much of a sucker he had been. The punishments he received from office, the continuous shoe-licking, feet-smelling, feet-licking and Ass-licking was enough to make him sleep the moment he jumped on the bed. Therefore, no Sex was possible and Pari never stopped taunting him about it. He briefly considered going down on Pari while she was sleeping. But then, he had no idea how she would react. The very thought of her angry terrified him. He wouldn’t dare initiate Sex with her on his own. Pari laughed unkindly knowing how much he wanted it.

However, it appeared that, once he slept off, Pari softened as he invariably found himself wrapped around her strong arms when he woke up with her breasts pressed tight against his back. He longed to have Sex with her again but for now, this felt great too. Sometimes, he would turn around and hug her. Then, he would rub himself on her as she woke up. Pari would grab his Ass, rub his cock with her thighs repeatedly and he would feel great. However, she would then move suddenly. Her strength and agility still shocked him. One second, they would be all over each other and the next, he was kneeling on the floor while she would watch him with contempt.

No words were needed. She would sit on the bed like a Queen and watch him contemptuously. Without even a word, he would cave and lick her feet. Eventually, she would snap her fingers and he would start licking her Pussy. She showed no mercy and would immediately push his head inside, grab his hair and simultaneously reach for his balls with her toes. She could hold her Orgasm for quite a while which meant more and more pain for his hair, balls and Ass. He would desperately lick her until she came all over his face. Then, she would leave him in pain to do her morning business without bothering to put on any clothing.