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Promotion: A Change of Pace.

Another seemingly pointless day. That's what the mutt found himself thinking as a frustrated sigh left his lips. He was growing tired of spending everyday trapped in routine: Wake up, take a shower, brush your teeth, go to work, get yelled at by the boss all day, come home, find internet porn to jack off to, go to bed, repeat. It was starting to way heavily on his mind. He wasn't sure if he could stand it any longer. He needed something new, something different.

As he took the usual path through the parking garage for employee parking he was surprised by the sight before him. His boss, a tall proud looking bear with well groomed brown fur staring at him standing next to his ride. Sam didn't need anyone to tell him the boss was looking for him. It was pretty clear by the way the large bear's eyes gazed right at him as he nervously made his approach towards the vehicle.

"Sam, I'm sorry to intrude on you after work hours" he spoke, though his words carried a strange sense of false-modesty about them.

"It's no problem sir" the young black-furred mutt managed to mumbled out nervously, worried about what sort of ridiculous after-work assignment he was about to get stuck wasting his weekend on this time.

"That's good to hear. I like you kid, those other employee's are dead in the water. They don't understand what it takes to survive in the business world. Even if they did, none of them have a mind like yours. That's why I want to talk to you about a promotion" the bear spoke.

"A..a promotion?" he questioned, the boy's baby blues lit up like a Christmas tree at the words. He was completely stunned and offset by the sudden offer from the boss who was usually so cruel towards him.

"Of course, you're the only employee around here that has the merit. From now on you'll be working as my personal assistant. Though I want you to think of it as an internship. Unlike that bimbo who used to work the desk for me I'll actually be teaching you a thing or two. I need a good second-hand man because I don't plan on staying in middle management long. You're just the guy for the job." he offered in praise.

"S..sir, do you really mean that?" he muttered in disbelief, still trying to wrap his mind around what was happening.

"Of course I do Sam. Me and you, we'll be a team and we'll go places. Though there is another reason I need you around too" he added, his eyes narrowing a bit as he seemed to hold a strange glare over the youthful mutt's figure.

"A..another reason?" he mumbled with a gulp. His thoughts being shaken as the large bear stepped forward until he was right up against the boy. Sam could feel the bears gut rubbing against him, and it made him strangely uncomfortable.

"Well there is one thing that bimbo at my desk was good for, and now I need a replacement as her services have been terminated" the bear explained moving a hand down, suddenly groping the boy's ass, fondling him openly in the parking lot.

"S..sir!" he whimpered out softly, "T..that's really n..not appropriate" he muttered. He felt a few different things running through his head all at once.

"Quiet boy, you only get two choices here. One, you do whatever I say from this point on and we both climb the ranks and wind up with a stack of cash we couldn't possibly spend in a life time. Two, your services at this company are no longer deemed necessary and along with that bimbo you start packing up your things." he spoke coldly.

Sam gulped. He wasn't sure what to think now. He couldn't afford to lose his job. He'd just set up payments on an apartment, and he'd gotten a new car as well. If he lost his job he'd lose everything he'd worked so hard for. Still, the thought of being whatever twisted thing the bear had in mind for him to be made his stomach turn in disgust. What choice did he really have?

"I..I guess I don't have a choice then?" he muttered in defeat.

"Good now that's what I like to hear" the large male praised of his new assistant, "Your promotion will be made official at tomorrow's meeting Sam." the boss added as he dug his fingers into the boy's backside still fondling him, "I think now would make for a good time to celebrate, don't you agree?" he asked with a smirk painted on his lips.

"Y..yeah it might be good to celebrate now" he muttered, though he had the strangest feeling that his boss' idea of celebration wouldn't be as pleasant as he would like it have been.

"Good, already I'm thinking I made the right choice" the bear remarked before sitting himself down on Sam's car as he began to work the buttons off of his suit before letting it fall to the ground on the parking lot. The mutt was rather surprised at the sight of the bear's exposed upper half. The male was fairly large in build, but was sporting a gut which he didn't seem to mind working his large paws through as if trying to seduce Sam, though the boy only quivered at the sight.

"R..right here in the parking lot?" he muttered meekly his ears going flat.

"Of course right here" the bear smirked and looked to the boy, "Now how about you get to work helping me get these damned shoes off?" the larger male asked, though his question felt more like a command to Sam.

The nervous little mutt gently stepped closer and took the bears right footpaw into his soft hands and began to undo the lace on the male's dress shoe. It didn't take long to unbind the strings before he peeled it away. The strong scent of the built up musk from the boss' footpaw being trapped in it's prison all day striking Sam's nose suddenly. The boy pulled his head back for a moment before moving to the second shoe and doing the same.

"See? That wasn't too tough, now the socks" he added.

Same gently nodded and began to peel back the socks. He shivered as removing them added even more to the scent that was filling his nose and making his head reel with a sense of distaste. He found himself now face to face with the boss' large footpaws. The scent was rather strong on them, and the bear seemed to be curling his toes as if to show off his large feet to the boy under him.

"Well now you've got the hard part outta the way." the bear teased, "How about you give them a massage? I mean it's been such a stressful day, I think my new assistant can understand the important of helping the boss unwind." the bear teased.

Sam gulped a bit and gently brought the bear's left footpaw into his soft hands and began to work his fingers through the soles. The bear's feet were heavy and large, and as he rubbed his fingers into the sole's he found that they felt rather rough and course. He figured the bear most be on his feet a lot, though Same wasn't surprised by that as he always imagined his boss as that lazy fuck kicking back in the office making everyone else miserable.

"Ah! It's been awhile since I've had good footpaw service" the bear praised, "After all, that bimbo didn't know how to care for a man's feet. You get it though Sam, I think I made the perfect choice with you." he sighed in appreciation of the massage.

Sam's fingers continued to work the tension away from his Boss' feet. The boy was so close to those large footpaws. While the scent was so unpleasant at first he was starting to adjust to it. The strong musk was strangely intoxicating in a way. His mind started to drift away a bit as he continued to work his delicate fingers into the large footpaw.

"Alright boy, that's enough attention to that footpaw, take the next one now" he told him from atop the boy's own car.

"Y..yes sir" he muttered and as the words left his lips he felt the bears footpaw smacking against his cheek startling him a bit as he stared up with a confused expression to the male towering over him.

"Whenever you're tending to my needs out of work hours it's 'Daddy'. Do you understand?" he asked with a bit of a rough growl in his voice. It sent shivers down Sam's spine, he felt completely terrified of the bear above him.

"I..I'm sorry D..daddy" he mumbled out, his face burning red as he looked shyly towards the ground. The mutt felt confused and startled by the outburst. Even worse, his stomach was turning again as he thought about having to call his disgusting boss 'Daddy' it made him feel sick.

"Good boy" he praised before pressing his left footpaw against the boy's face grinding it over his muzzle, "I've had a change of mind though, why don't you give my footpaw a proper tongue bath?" he suggested.

The boy whimpered lightly, but given the last outburst from the bear he dared not question him. The boy's tongue slipped past his lips as he felt it gliding along the bear's rough sole. The taste was unpleasant. Sweat coating his tongue as the bear had been locked in his shoe's for some time. He found the taste unpleasant, but also strangely inviting. His mind racing as his tongue continued to glide along and explore every inch of the boss' footpaw.

The bear offered a soft grumble of pleasure feeling the boy's soft tongue tending to his footpaw. He seemed to relax a bit as the boy obediently followed directions. Sam just continued to lick around his footpaw before he'd covered every inch of the bear's soles, the taste stained onto his tongue as the scent seemed as if it had permanently flooded his senses.

"Now suck on the toes" the bear commanded.

The boy whimpered lightly before pulling his lips away, "Y..yes d..daddy" he muttered weakly before leaning up and wrapping his lips around the bears big toe. He began to suckle on it, the taste of the male really flooding his lips now as he began to tend to the male's toe. It felt dirty and degrading to the mutt, but he couldn't avoid noticing that his dress pants were sporting a bit of a tent as he tended to the male's footpaw.

"Good, you're a quick learner" he added in compliment before he suddenly seemed to notice his new play-thing was getting turned on. Without a work he brought his free footpaw down to grind into Sam's crotch, making the boy gasp lightly around the bear's toes.

Sam whimpered helplessly as the bear continued to tease his crotch. The mutt was unable to stop it as he was busy with his lewd slurping on the bear's toes. Moving between then sucking on each one, taking his time looking up nervously towards his boss waiting to see the bear's reaction.

"I see that my new puppy likes daddy a lot" the bear offered in a teasing and demeaning tone, "Look at how hard you've gotten just tending to Daddy's feet. I think my little assistant is a footpaw slut." he added.

The boy blushed wildly at the accusation, but couldn't really deny it as his hips had started to rock into the bear's strokes. He could feel the pleasure building up as the bear's footpaw grinding into his throbbing arousal. Sam's mind wandering as his lips began to act on their own. He pulled from sucking on the bears toes to dipping his tongue lustfully between each of them, licking and lapping up the taste of the bears sweaty feet, not even seeming to care about anything else going on around him.

The bear smirked down to his new plaything and murred in content, "You're doing good so far boy" he praised, "Now I just need you to cream those pants of yours for me, and you can go home with the thought of your new life as my assistant." he offered.

Sam was happy that he'd get to go home soon enough, he didn't want to spend his whole evening slurping on bear feet. Though one part of his mind seemed to roll over the thought with pleasant satisfaction. He continued to work his tongue along the bears footpaw gently rocking his hips into the bear's other footpaw as the pleasure continued to build for him.

"I..I'm g..gonna!" he whimpered out heatedly, "G..gonna c..cum daddy!" he moaned out aloud as he grinded his hips up roughly against the bear's footpaw and began to cum hard. The mutt's dress pants quickly forming a small wet pool of the boy's own seed as he filled them with his orgasm.

"Good boy, and you remembered to call me Daddy" he praised before gently patting the boy's head from his seat above him. The bear hopped down off the car and gently picked up his shoes before taking the socks and as he looked to the panting little mutt on his knees before him the bear smirked and pushed one sock into his mouth, making Sam whine softly as the strong taste flooded his tongue once again.

"You know, you could always come home with Daddy tonight?" he offered.

The boy only mumbled into the sock. Strangely enough he felt no inclination to pull it out of his mouth as the boy seemed to be savoring the taste of it.

"I'm going to take that as an 'I'd love to spend the night with daddy'" the bear teased before gently looking down to his new plaything, "Come on then, we should get going before I get stuck having to deal with another lowly peon around this place" the bear spoke casually and the mutt without much thought followed along behind him humbly sucking on the sock in his mouth. Maybe having a daddy was just the change of pace he needed.