Master Steve
by Footboy

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Master Steve told Jim that it had been 10 years since he forced me into foot service but he did not believe that a foot slave as he put it ever changes his colors. Master Steve believed me to be be yellow that is as he said … except for the black dirt that he made me eat that was stuck between his toes, Jim had a hideous laugh and asked if I still licked the dirt loose between the Masters toes.

Master Steve told Jim that he honestly did not know, but there was only one way to find out if I was still the toe licker that I was when I was a kid, and with that Jim jumped off the chair and pinned me down to the floor holding my hair on my head so that my head was tilted back and I stared at the bare foot sole of Master Steve. I swear that foot must have been at least a size 10.5 because it could have covered my entire face. The foot of Master Steve was inching closer to my face and every time the foot got closer I would hear laughter from Jim, Both Master Steve and Jim knew I was helpless under the manly foot of Master Steve and this only made both guys laugh that much harder.

Finally, the stinky foot of Master Steve rested on my helpless face. Now Master Steve announced let us see how much this slave likes to lick bare feet. I was forced to stick my tongue out and give a tongue bath to the soles of Master Steve, I felt embarrassed-this could not get worse or so I thought. Master Steve looked over at Jim and saw that he looked bored and almost disappointed, Master Steve cleared his throat to get Jims attention, Jim was caught off guard and looked right at Master Steve.

Master Steve told Jim that he hoped that he did not think that he forgot to have the faggot (me) lick the toe jam from in between his toes. Master Steve told Jim how he and his younger brother (Billy) made a toe jam sundae and had me eat every bit of it. By telling these stories to Jim it was only giving Jim ideas for latter that night.

Jim looked interested, but he looked liked he wanted to join in the fun, Master Steve told Jim that if he wanted to join in the fun he better get over by him, and in two seconds flat Jim was by Master Steve awaiting instructions. Master Steve looked down at me as I lay on the floor and ordered me not to move on muscle or else... and that or else was something to be scared of, because Master Steve would hurt me and not think twice about it.

Master Steve told Jim to put his right foot on my groin, and massage away, then put your other foot in his face and give the faggot any orders you want and he will be putty in your hands or better yet he will be putty under your feet. with that they both laughed seeing my helpless predicament.

Jim told Master Steve that he might invite his best friend Dave over the house when His brother took Jerry and Master Steve with him to pick up their dates for the evening. Master Steve thought it was a good idea that Jim invite his friend over the house, but remember to control the foot slave by placing your foot in his face and groin. Do not worry said Jim I can control this foot faggot and the fun me and Dave will have will be immeasurable, and thank you for all your help and advice said Jim to Master Steve.

Keith was ready to leave now and the advice he gave me was very important-he reminded me that I better listen to his brother that is if I knew what was good for me. You see I might be bulkier than my brother but my brother can be one sadistic bastard at a drop of a dime, so please do not give him an excuse to kill you-I would not want to clean up the blood when I come home, all the guys laughed when this was said-what will Dave be like??