#falaka

[flkandtcklguy]

The soles are ready...

باطن القدمين جاهز...

[tickleharmony]

Kacie James (X) steps into Harmony’s Bastinado stocks for the very first time—lucky her. 🖤

A little hot wax, a few chain-wrapped floggers, a teasing tap of the crop… and once her soles are nice and warmed up, Harmony swaps from impact to pure tickling torment.Kacie tries so hard to stay still in that chair—especially with those adorably ticklish feet and that accent that makes every giggle even cuter.

[malefeetadmirers]

College boy feet.

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A big thanks to @izzsoles, for the amazing college boy feet. Perfect for, worshipping, tickling or falaka.

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[tilphil]

Feel the Tension !

Two simple silicone wrist bands do a marvelous job in further restricting my ability (and my will) to walk. With every step pain shooting through my feet, I feel intensely that walking upright is a privilege.

[tickler-11]

[ticklishtorquemada]

Time to cast out the demons!😈

[systembomb]

"So you mean to tell me you figured out the coupler? After all this time?"

The coupler in this case was a mech pilot's crotch interface- the coupler. It was a bit of a sick joke for a standard surgery. Only a few percent- the "breeding stock" got to keep their original plumbing.

The young punk in the restraint chair couldn't have been older than nineteen. At most. They'd already stripped him and locked the foot restraints out in front of him, but nobody had needed to touch him yet. There was a smug look on his face, like he'd done something more than just undermining corporate authority- a hanging offense in itself on most worlds.

"There's ninety- six different connectors, but only one controller chip, bakame. Each wire in a connector goes directly to a leg on that chip, plus some extra groun... eaaacchth!"

He screamed as one of the cops lashed his exposed feet with a spring- cored truncheon.

"You're lucky you're in House Hohenzollern space," the interrogator replied as she stroked his chin with a gloved hand. "We don't particularly love the corps, but our hounds and hares do use one of those connectors. And it's so disappointing you released your adapters and their schematics onto the public network."

A nod got another lash across his feet from the cop, who was already grinning like one of Pavlov's dogs.

A small printer on the wall behind him spat out a length of paper.

"Ooh, we got your sentence back already. Neural reprocessing. And I know just what do do with a naughty boy who's just too smart and too curious for his own good."

A third lash made him arch his back and gasp. The cop laughed quietly at the dribble from between his legs that made the test sheet on the floor go pink instead of yellow.

"And already so masochistic. It's almost like you were born for the role."

She paused a second.

"My new apprentice."

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Dunno if this is truly meschsplo, but it's definitely adjacent.

[bumblebeedreams]