French_Ler

Good setup to tease your soles with my tongue , but wouldn't it be better if we just skip this part go straight to real fun 👀

I wonder what would happen if you were left completely vulnerable and at my mercy: stripped down to your underwear, lying on a king size bed, bound and strapped to make sur you can't move an inch. A ball gag would fit snugly between your teeth, and a blindfold tightly over your eyes, making sure the only sense you had left would be feeling the merciless tickle torture inflicted upon your person. 

I wonder what would happen if I took every bit of control away from you. Starting with skittering my fingers across your tender underarms.

Then probably, would I poke and prod in between each rib as you buck against your restraints desperately with no escape in sight. just squirming under my touches and having no other choices but taking it.

Your legs would next quiver underneath each caress I inflict upon them, and your feet would feel nothing but the radiating sensation of nails across their surface. Toes curling uncontrollably only just fear the next tool arrives to attack these oiled soles.

As your feet twitch uncontrolalbly, throwing a hairbrush here and there would complete the work and definitely drive you mad beyond belief. 

I wonder what would happen if all I hoped from this session was to break you inside and out: that for a full hour, you would be subject to a timer, one that was set to intervals of fifty seconds and ten seconds, and that for every fifty seconds of ruthless nonstop tickling, you would only receive a precious ten seconds to catch your breath. 

Oh but what a restless ten seconds it would be, as I count aloud those remaining moments as you lay there blind and unable to beg, knowing these breaks are few and far between for you to hope to regain any sense of composure before I begin my torments yet again. 

Any lee volunteer to try that ?

But at your own surprise you end up being taken my the home master and tied by force on a table.

Your heart beats hard in your chest as you feel more and more helpless and at his mercy.

Then, the worst happens, he removes your socks and tie your toes back and oil your feet. It's a complete nightmare for you as you know how ticklish your feet are...

The home master begins to check how ticklish you are

His fingers running on your soles makes your toes wiggle and you laugh as you can't keep still.

"Oh baby girl has really ticklish feet..."

The tickling stops for a second. You thought it was a break, absolutely not. The home master just went to grab some tools.

"Let's give those soles some challenge cutie" as he starts using brushes.

The tickling starts invading your mind. You laugh uncontrollably and desperately begging for mercy just to hear a simple answer: 'It's just the first step love, but I know you will take this like a good girl.'

The next step arrives, the home master comes to gag and blindfold you, and he waits...

He lets the anticipation kill you before finally taking it to the next level.

The brush attacks your oiled ticklish soles once more, leaving your no choice than squirm and wiggle against the restraints, your screams muffled by the gag.

"Would you keep your toes still please or should I do it my self too ?" asks he.

But you can't, the brush is driving you wild and your toes curl uncontrollably. "Ok you don't wanna listen to me, next step then.."

He grabs your toes to hold them and start tickling each inch of your feet with the final tool.

By the time you are just a giggling mess, squirming as never.

Finally, he lets you out with one last order "don't ever come here again, or you will be welcomed the same (or worse).."