The days passed and Mario wished he could serve Isaac more, although he liked that he had practically become Isaac's personal assistant and errand runner, he felt that he couldn’t serve him entirely and not every day, whether because many times he had commitments outside the office or due to work meetings, not to mention that he did the work his master didn't want, so the occasions when he served him sexually or adored him in person were scarce and by night he couldn’t serve him either because Isaac had decided to leave earlier each time.

Mario felt very sad and frustrated with the situation, so he decided to do something and that was to invite his master to his house, although on other occasions his master Isaac had arrived at his home, on those occasions it had been as his partner and they were large social gatherings, this time it would be just the two of them and perhaps if he played his cards right, he could make his master develop a routine and come more often. A private place where he could adore and serve as he should, not to mention that it was an opportunity for his master to use his entire collection of BDSM toys that he had in his special room, which was always closed unless it was being used.

He got to work on his plan, decided on the day, cleared his schedule so that the two of them would be at the office, wrote to his master very early in the morning via WhatsApp, told him he needed to talk to him in person, Isaac's curiosity was piqued since normally when it was work-related, they would write in a group chat for the company and when it was about their master-slave relationship, it was he who always wrote to give orders in the private chat, Mario rarely wrote anything unless Isaac asked or ordered him to, so he wanted to know what it was about. So Isaac said he would give him a chance at lunch to talk, closed the chat, and continued with his own.

Having gotten his master to accept, Mario went on to make preparations.

That day he worked hard to find his master's favorite food, seafood, which was difficult due to how far they were from the coasts and the few restaurants that specialized in it, but he thought it would all be worth it.

He arrived at the office as usual, went to his master's office, locked the door as always, properly served his master, who ordered him to kneel on the floor since he wanted a foot massage while having lunch, he used Mario's head as a support to take off his shoes and placed his feet in his lap, they smelled so good, Mario thought, as always happened when he was at Isaac's feet, his mind drifted, he wanted so much to lick them but he restrained himself with all his might not to do it since he hadn't been ordered to. All this was happening because Isaac had turned that action into a reward that he had to earn, he had trained and manipulated his slave's mind so well that he kept him under control and that delighted him; he stared at him playfully for a while ...