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You’re so lucky aren’t you? You get to be out lazing in the sun, on the comfort of human furniture, while the other slaves spend their time doing chores or are stuck in their cramped cages. So many ways to play with you. Perhaps I’ll tickle you’re sensitive soles? Your ribs and underarms are nicely exposed for my nails to dig in to. Or maybe I’ll enjoy striping your ass red with my cane? Or I’ll sit right in front of you and have you massage my perfect feet? Maybe if you behave yourself, I’ll consider edging your cunt for a little bit. But no cumming, of course. Never that.
Oh, the perks of being the favorite 💕
Slave squeals as another painful smack strikes her bottom. She instinctively tries to protect herself, but Mistress knew and bonded her arms. Mistress had a tiring day at work, and slave did not do an adequate job entertaining her.
“Shut your whining. And keep your ankles crossed. If I have to remind you again I promise you’ll regret it.”
Slave would not obey.
Later that evening, slave found herself in the dungeon, shackled, blindfolded, gagged, and bent over the whipping table. Her ass glowing a bright cherry red and littered with marks from the past 30 minutes from the cane. Mistress playfully grabs slave’s bum, causing her to squeal in pain from the burning sensation. Mistress laughs and squats next to her slave’s sweaty face.
“I promised you’d fucking regret it.”
This should keep you busy. I want all these shoes clean and spotless. Once you’re done with these, you can clean my sneakers as well. The amount of sweat soaked into them from months of gym workouts and morning runs isn’t easy to remove. On the bright side, I’ll be out all day, so you have until I get back to finish. And you can expect a good caning if you fail to do so. Understood?
this is where i belong. helplessly ensnared by her stunningly beautiful feet. i’m helpless. i’m thoughtless. merely a hypnotized mess at the sight of her feet.
It is indeed where you belong. And I’m sure you know why? Not just because she’s gorgeous, or because her feet are pretty. No, it’s simply because you’re wired differently. While she’s so effortlessly attractive, you’re so effortlessly attracted to her feet, the lowest point of her body. How could someone who’s so easily captivated by the sight of feet ever be called her equal? It’s as if you were born for this role, to be submissive. Now you can kneel and stare at her superior soles, and patiently hope she even bothers to reciprocate your attention.

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Relax sweetheart, you’ll have plenty of fun with me!
Isn’t this a little overkill?? She thought as her captor bundled her up, and took no risks in doing so. Her arms pinned tightly behind her with straps, legs propped up behind her, ankles crossed and bound in a strict hogtie. But then even her feet were tied together along with her pinky toes! For what? As if she even had the ability to stand up. A gag harness was wrestled onto her. She fought hard to resist it, but it took such little effort to beat that she couldn’t help but feel so small. She was left to drown in her own thoughts before the tickling began. She could only scrunch her toes and eyebrows, and strain against her bonds to try and relieve herself. She’s slowly overwhelmed by the growing tickling sensation on her helpless soles. A look of pure frustration and defeat plastered on her face as the weight of her situation becomes apparent. Poor thing.
What a desperate little foot slut 👀
You should hide under my desk worshipping my size 4s while I work.
Hey don't call me truthful names like you own the place! Are you suggesting or is that some sort of threat?? Perhaps if you show yourself we can make an arrangement? 💕
Emily arrived at her new owners place on her 19th birthday. The woman who bought her had known this and decided to have balloons ready to celebrate.
"Happy birthday my little slut, enjoy your cake." with that the evil older woman began to wipe Emily''s face in her ass, giggling at the muffled protests of her newly purchased slave girl.
Emily’s limbs are starting to become sore from being in such a stressful position. Particularly her ankles, wrists, and elbows which are tightly bound together, pushing her shoulder blades together. Along with the rope pulling back her hair, forcing her face up which arches her back uncomfortably. But none of this pain beats the ache of humiliation of her situation. Being bound naked and gagged with her new owner’s dirty socks, drool dripping onto the mattress. Emily can only whimper helplessly as the older woman has her way with her. Despite the ordeal, she can’t help but leak a bit from between her legs. Her new mistress crouches down to her eye level,
“I can smell that. Looks like you're just as excited about your birthday as I am. Because of that, I’ll forgive you this time, but there won’t be a next. Now sit tight as I go grab your welcome gifts.”
She giggles and plants a light kiss to the tip of her nose and walks off, leaving Emily grunting and trying not to whimper. She tries to think positive, but the taste of the sweaty sock gag remains a yucky reminder. Worst. Birthday. Ever
From best friends to goddess and slave...
She was your best friend all through high school. Now you’re both in college and do almost everything together, even becoming roommates. She would bring boys home and get into relationships that never lasted. You on the other hand, slowly developed a crush for her and was too scared to tell her. A few more months pass, and you finally gather the courage to confess to her. She said yes, under the condition that she gets to dictate the relationship. You happily agree, thankful that things worked out. You couldn’t be more excited to be her girlfriend.
...
A year passes, and you wonder how you got here. At first it was amazing. Every day felt surreal, to be able to call your best friend your girlfriend. You would go on dates, party, and travel. But she slowly becomes more strict and controlling, making you do more chores, even deciding how you dressed. And when you try to question her, she would dismiss you by saying this is what you promised. Soon after, she wrapped a collar around your neck, wanting to let everyone see that you belong to her. Now it’s your one year anniversary and you’re here, kneeling before her sitting on the chair she liked to call her throne.
“Turns out this is what suits us the best, isn’t it? I want to thank you for helping me realize that. As a reward, I have so much planned for us today. Well, mainly myself. Happy anniversary, babe.”
She pulls you towards her with a tug of your leash, cupping your face and kissing your lips. Her foot firmly presses down on your shoulder, forcing you to bow beneath her feet as she kicks her legs up to rest them on your back. A symbol of her complete control over you. Is there any way you can get out of this mess? Return to how things were? No, you’ve given her too much leverage. And you have no one to blame but yourself.
You don’t know who I am?

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Yesssss
Miscommunications can always happen. Sometimes tickle torturers get distracted or forget to move prisoners somewhere else. The tickle prison operates under the rule that, “it is better for a prisoner to accidentally be punished twice than for a guilty criminal to escape punishment.” Even though the prisoner here has already served her four hours of daily punishment, her torturer went on lunch break without filing that she had already undergone her punishment for the day. Fortunately, another torturer spotted an unattended prisoner and decided to help her finish her daily tickle torture quota. And as any prisoner who has been forced to wear a leather hood will tell you, explaining the misunderstanding to someone who probably thinks you’re lying to avoid punishment, while being 5 hours into what is now an 8 hour torture session is not easy.
Did you think you could flirt with my husband and tgere would be no consequences?
“OW!!”
I yelp as Mistress slaps me again and again, which makes my ass numb with pain. It burns and stings so much, all I can do is whimper and squeal while squirming helplessly on her lap.
“My, you’re turning red. But you deserve it don’t you? What are you not allowed to do?”
Another harsh spank.
“OW!! I-I’m not allowed to t-touch myself...”
“And what did I catch you doing in the shower?”
Another smack.
I shriek. “T-Touch myself...”
“Yes. Your pussy belongs to me, not you. Once I’m done with you here, I’ll make sure to whip your breasts and torture your cunt, just so that rule is burned into your mind. And then once you’re aching all over, I’ll tickle you until you pass out. Understood?”
Another harsh slap.
I yelp and whimper, nodding meekly.
A perfect tickle tool.
Her nails are actually so pretty!! ❤❤❤
She is happy at work when her slave do her job with property
Mistress always finds ways to use me even when she's working. Today, I'm her foot stool and massager. She has a very important project and made it very clear that she needs to be comfortable.
"Don't you dare distract me, slut. If my project doesn't turn out perfect, you'll be punished for the rest of the year."
That got me nervous. She rests her sweaty soles on my face, leaving me to worship her feet and breathe in her aroma. Mistress loves reminding me how inferior I am, and of my place beneath her feet, nowhere else.

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finger nails + quick spidery finger movements against the soles of the feet = true tickle torture 😍
Mean! That's SO MEAN!!
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Fun with tickles, this may get intense
Omg I love the levels. First it's just cute and casual. Then it becomes a little more unbearable as it's much harder to move around for relief. And then completely immobilized, countless straps to prevent her from even squirming. Poor girl. Just wait until her bra and panties are cut off.