You wake up delirious, and all you see if black. You try looking around, but something is covering your eyes; a mask of some sort. You go to pull it off and realize your arms are strapped above your head. Frantically you pull on the restraints with no success. Next you try to move your legs, but they won’t budge. Your ankles are being held in place by something hard, and you can feel the air on your exposed soles. Each toe is strapped in place, completely immobilizing your feet. Suddenly as panic is about to set in, you hear “oh good, she’s awake!”. You have no idea what position you are in yet, but you’re about to find out. “It’s about time, let’s get to our fun” you hear another voice say. Fun? What kind of fun could they possibly have with you?
Your question is answered when you feel the sudden tingle on your right sole. It jolts through you, and you let out a small yelp. “Ohhhhh! This one is sensitive!”. “Oh yes I agree, she’s going to be the perfect little tickle toy for us!”. Wait…did they just say “tickle”?? You feel your toes scrunch up involuntarily, and even though you can’t see your captures, you can sense their grins widen.
It starts so lightly that you immediately burst into giggles. You feel grazing fingers on your left foot, and skittering nails on your right. The feeling is enough to drive you absolutely crazy. “PLEASE I CANT TAKE IT” you cry between explosions of laughter. They ignore your cries for mercy and continue their attack. They switch up their techniques, going from gentle, agonizing tickling, to quick, scratching skitters. You feel your eyes roll back into your head as you bellow out hard shrieks, wanting to crawl out of your skin to escape the brutally ticklish sensations in your soles.
“Tell us, Tickle Toy, who is the better tickler? Which sole is getting the most ticklish attention? Be careful how you answer”. You try to form a coherent thought, let alone an answer. “THE RIGHT! THE RIGHT IS WORSE!” you scream. Suddenly the tickling stops. “Did you hear what she said? Well, if I’m not good at tickling feet, I may as well try mastering another spot”. Your soul drops as you realize the predicament you just put yourself in. You wait for what seems like forever, then you hear “one….twooooo…” before the jolt of ticklish electricity surges through your body. Your feet both get attacked by what feel like very well manicured nails, while fingers graze and scratch in the hollows of your underarms. You can’t contain yourself, and you scream and laugh so hard your throat starts to hurt. After what feels like forever, they pause their attack. “Ah…that never gets old. Honey, should we go into the other room for a little bit so our tickle toy can rest?”. “I think that’s an amazing idea”. They leave the room, leaving you to rest and recover. You hear the faint sounds of moans in the distance. Are they…having sex? The thought makes you horny, knowing your torment caused them sexual arousal. You feel the urge to let them tickle you again. You need release too. And what luck, you hear the door open once again, followed by “I think it’s tickle time again honey”. “Oh yes, I completely agree” 😈
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