Dave quivered in fear as Janet got closer to him. "Get ready, worm!" she hissed, and suddenly he found himself strapped to the desk, naked. "Please, don't do this!" he whimpered, but Janet just laughed at him. "You think this is any better than what you were going to do to me!? That's right, I know all about your little plan. Now little worm, are you ready for some foreplay?" she asked, with an evil grin. Janet put her stiletto boots in front of him. "Lick my boots, bitch!" she comanded, and he refused. "I won't...this isn't what I wished for!" he cried out in protest, but Janet had to discipline him. "So, you won't do it, huh? Fine, these shoes will go somewhere else then" she climbed up on the desk, and ground her heels into Dave's back, with considerable might. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWW! Help me!" me shouted, but no-one came. "Did you forget Dave?" teased Janet, and held up a piece of paper. Dave read one of his earlier wishes "No-one will disturb me in my office for the rest of the day". "That's right Dave, you're all mine for the rest of the day..."