High School Teacher
My ninth grade history teacher, who also overseen the after school detention hall, would often make me massage her feet. She would come up with a reason I would be in detention hall. Her desk was solid to the floor on all three sides. She would have me lay under her desk, placing her feet on my chest and stomach, often times with her heels or sneakers still on.
Other teachers and sometimes parents would come in for meetings, having no idea I was under her desk. Weirdest part of all is, I lost my virginity to her feet. This went on till I finished high school in 1992. I hated feet at first, but now 30 years later I still search out women that will do this to me.