Tavon looked at the guy's get who came in for a massage. All his other coworkers didn't want to be anywhere near his feet. He wondered why they would be afraid to give him a massage.
Tavon then felt a strange feeling come over him as he held his feet in his hands and looked at them. He felt strange. All he wanted to do was be close to the guy's feet. He tried to fight the urge, but it was way too strong for him mentally. He wanted to do anything to be at this guy's feet for days.
"I guess you will be my new foot slave." He heard the guy say to him. "Yes, Sir." Tavon found himself responding back without even questioning it.
"You should have listened to your coworkers. My feet have the power to make guys who have a foot fetish into my foot slaves. You won't be able to break free from it unfortnantly for you." The guy spoke with him as he continued to lay there. Tavon found every word he said to be true. He mentally wanted to be his foot slave for as long as the guy wanted. He tried hard to break the urge , but it was just way too much for him.
"When I leave, you are coming with me. I will keep you at my place to worship my feet for days." The guy paused. "Don't worry about where you will sleep. I have a cage for you in my play room. I will have you there when I don't need you." The guy paused again. "By the way, I already paid your boss to have you as my foot slave. You belong to me now." The guy finished. Tavon wanted to resist and say no, but every urging told him to go along with it. He now saw why the others gave him this client. This client was now his foot master and he was unable to break his control over him.
