The Shoes Are It

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"Sure, when I met you were you a cocky, 'straight' jock with sexist and homophobic attitudes, Leo, but look at you now. Your new uniform of suits and ties and highly-polished shoes has transformed you. Now you're such a hungry bottom boy, begging for my cock in your mouth or arse as often as possible. I wonder if you're still aware of how much you've changed or if your mind has simply embraced the pleasure that comes with being my toy boy. . .?"

"Theo, just to be clear that you have consented to all of this, look into the camera and state you are choosing this before you put on my loafers. Once we trade shoes, you will have no option to turn back and reclaim your old life. You will be the perfect husband and helpmate for me and devote all your time and energy to making sure my life is organized, easy, and maintained, while fading into the background as necessary. In exchange, I'll keep you housed and fed and dressed in the manner I'm accustomed to and even allow you to orgasm from time to time while you keep all my sexual needs met. Doesn't that all sound perfect?" Theo lifted his chin and looked directly into the camera. "I accept all the terms willingly and consent to be hypnotized, brainwashed, altered and trained to be your perfect boy. . ." He reached down and set the polished loafers on the floor.

"You understand, Noah, that this is your last chance to turn back. The weeks of hypnosis and brainwashing has come to this. Much like, Cinderella, once you slip into this shoe, your life will change. You will no longer have free will. You will be my property, and you will serve my needs however I choose. You will become houseboy, chauffeur, companion, sex toy, and any other whim I have. . . I see from the start of your smile that you have already made the correct decision. Step into the shoes, and into your new life. Let the shoes take over your mind and rewrite your thoughts to be my good boy."

"I have to admit when I saw you standing at the bar I didn't know if you'd be open to my suggestion. What luck we wear the same size! And my loafers will look so much more 'polished' with your suit than these oxfords. Just be aware, when you walk a mile in another man's shoes, they may have an effect on your personality. Then again, you might enjoy the feeling of being light in the loafers. . . I'll text you my address so you can return them later, or maybe keep them on while I have my way with you. . ."

"I know when you arrived here you were a rent boy, but you have to realize by now my goal is to improve you--your standing. If you are going to accompany me to meet some of the wealthiest and most powerful men in society, you're going to have to look the part. Try on this suit jacket. I believe you'll be surprised how much a boy wears can affect his attitude. . ."