The small, unassuming storefront boasts no advertisements and offers little information. A neon sign outside the curtained window says simply, "Massage," giving no other details. A man as unassuming as the storefront stands outside the door. He reads the word, nods to himself, then enters.

Inside, an attractive woman of early-middle years greets him from behind a counter. He approaches her, taking in the simple, pleasant decor. She smiles sweetly at him and asks him pertinent questions.

Does he have an appointment? No. Is it his first time here? Yes. Is it all right if his massage therapist is a woman? Yes. Will he please follow her to a room? Yes, of course.

The woman leads him back to a private room and beckons him inside. The room contains a padded table on a plush area rug, a chair, a rolling cart with drawers, and a doorless closet with shelves and hangers. As he looks around, she says that Sasha will be right with him. He thanks her absently. She leaves.

Sasha arrives a moment later. She has dark hair, a pretty face, and a nice figure. She wears a company T-shirt, brushed cotton leggings, and athletic shoes. With sincere cheeriness, she introduces herself. He shakes her offered hand and gives his name.

Would he like a full body massage today? Yes. Swedish or deep tissue? Swedish. And would he like anything else? Hm...like what?

Still cheery and smiling, she takes on a more business-like tone.

He hasn't been here before? No. Is he aware of the other services provided? No. Would he like to hear about them? Yes. Why doesn't he get ready first--take off his clothes, get on the table, and get under the provided towel--while she waits outside? Sure.

She leaves, closing the door behind her. He undresses, placing his clothes in the closet. Then he lays on the table, face-up, placing the towel so that it covers his modesty. A minute or so later, she knocks. He gives her permission to enter, which she does.

Without hiding what she is doing, she rummages through his clothes and then visually inspects his body. He watches her curiously, but says nothing. Seeming satisfied at finding nothing out of the ordinary, she then proceeds to tell him about the additional services.

Is he interested? Yes, they sound good.

She smiles and says she thought he was interested. They both can clearly see his physical reaction beneath the towel. He smiles and shrugs. She tells him to relax and let her take care of him. She will take her time and make it well worth his.

He asks her to wait. Her smile wavers just a bit. She knows some customers have second thoughts. A normal massage still earns her money. The extras, of course, make her more. But she needs to let him decide. She will remain cheerful and accommodating, regardless.

He asks if she can she do something for him before she starts. Oh, well, that seems to indicate that he does wants the extras. Good.

What would he like her to do? Would she please take off--

No. She is very sorry, but she doesn't undress. She will take care of him, but she keeps her clothes on.

Of course, he understands that. He doesn't need her to undress. He would just like her to take off her shoes. Her shoes? Yes, and her socks.

She is very sorry, but still, no. He gets that and won't ask her to do anything she isn't comfortable with. But, if she could go barefoot during his massage, he would appreciate it. It would make him feel more at ease. It would make him more...responsive. They both see that his physical response has grown just from discussing it.

Well, she has seen and done a lot. Never anything outside of parameters. And not this. But, she doesn't see how it will hurt. If he's right, it will makes things easier. And probably faster. Which means more clients and more money for her.

She agrees. He thanks her profusely. No problem. Now, he should just relax and she will get started. She removes her shoes and socks. Then she lightly rubs her bare feet on the rug, enjoying the luxurious feel of it. She allows herself a brief toe-scrunch between the soft fibers, and then, it's time to get to work.

The normal massage is first. The extras will come later. As she works on him, he talks to her. That's fine. Some clients do, some don't.

It's an odd thing, he says. How it works. He doesn't understand it. But he makes use of it. Very good use of it.

Makes good use of what? The barefoot thing. What is "the barefoot thing?" The way barefoot women surrender without any resistance.

She stops. Surrender? Without resistance? That doesn't sound good. Jeez, why did she indulge him? Because, he made it sound so harmless. He didn't want her naked, or even topless. Just barefoot. Harmless, right? Not exactly innocent, given the circumstances, but harmless. A harmless fetish.

Or, very possibly, not so harmless.

She has to decide now what to do. Quickly. Does she put him in his place herself? Can she do so safely? Or does she call security and have him thrown out? If she can shut him down safely, she can finish her work, make him happy, make her money, and get him out the door.

For the sake of the money, she will try it herself first.

Hey, look at her. Look her in the eye. They need to get something straight before she continues. He needs to understand. She won't tolerate--

Wow, his eyes are gorgeous. And she has never seen eyes like them before. Wait, what was she saying? Oh yeah, she needs to tell him--

Tell him...that she won't...that she can't...

She can't look away. She doesn't want to look away. He tells her this. She repeats it. And as she doesn't look away, she is captivated. Mesmerized. She doesn't understand. She doesn't care. She simply surrenders.

He doesn't understand, either. He could do the same thing to her even if she wore shoes. But it would be harder. It would take more time and more effort. For some reason, it's easier when she's barefoot. So much easier. She doesn't resist. She simply goes under. They all do. He doesn't question it. He just makes good use of it.

Now, it's time for him to work on her. Not in the same way that she was going to take care of him earlier. No, he has his own work to do.

He speaks to her. His tone is gentle, but his words are commanding. She has surrendered. But that is only the beginning. She must now obey. He exerts his control over her mind. Her will is subverted. Her thoughts are molded. Her memories are sculpted. Her submission is cemented. Her brain is washed.

His work is done. For now. It's time for her to take care of him. Her rules from before no longer apply. She will do anything and everything that he wants. The normal massage will wait. She will begin with the extras.

She will use her hands, yes, but not exclusively. She bares all of her body and will use many parts of it. She starts with her feet....