Owain Tudur
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Tiffany’s feet were undeniably cute. Small, soft and pink. Delicate, yet somewhat chubby, her toes medium length and likewise, somewhat chubby. The toes descended in size in order from the delightful big toes with their upturned ends down to the little baby toes. Her nails were unpainted, clear, trimmed straight across and short. The soles and heels of her feet were soft, pink, since she often used a pumice stone on her feet. In short, she took good care of her feet. And it showed.
Tiffany didn’t often go barefoot, but she did love her feet. She knew they were cute and enjoyed nothing better than wiggling her cute toes, picking items up with her toes when she did go barefoot; such actions would often get the attention of boys. At least she used to be only concerned with boys. But, now, things were a little different
Gentle readers, it seems that Tiffany had a secret; rather she used to have a secret until the girls from Sigma Gamma Upsilon discovered this secret when the little blonde coed was caught in their sorority. Her cute, little feet are very ticklish. In fact, as the Sigma Gammas discovered, the blonde cutie is ticklish all over. And as both Tiffany and the Sigma Gammas both discovered, tickling turned our little elfin-faced blonde cutie on. Tiffany, despite being a bit of a tomboy, had always liked boys, but found put she had some lesbian tendencies when she was tickle-tortured by the sisters of Sigma Gamma Upsilon. The sorority, after tickling Tiffany’s bared feet, soon stripped Tiffany to her bra and panties, tickled her silly until, stripped naked, eventually ended in an orgasm for Tiffany in front of the entire sorority.
The experience didn’t end there. The sorority sisters hogtied the naked Tiffany and dumped the hapless blonde in her front yard. She had been humiliated, left tied up and naked to be discovered by her sleeping roommates or worse, neighbors. Yet Tiffany enjoyed herself. There was something deep inside Tiffany that disturbed the cute coed; despite the humiliation, she enjoyed herself.
Tiffany thought about what she went through. She definitely was a heterosexual but when it came to tickling, well, all bets were off.
But for Tiffany's friends, her ticklishness was still a secret. Certainly Tiffany’s roommates would be in the know if they had discovered the nude Tiffany tied up in the front yard after her ticklish experience at Sigma Gamma Upsilon. Only Tiffany was able to roll her hogtied nude body near the porch and, after half an hour, was able to break the bonds around her wrists on a sharp edge of a stair. Soon, she easily untied the rest of the bonds and was able to sneak into the house, slowly and on tiptoe, made her way to her bedroom for her bed, where she slept until the early afternoon.
A few Sigma Gammas, despite being sworn to secrecy to their tickling torture of Tiffany due to fear of getting in trouble, weren’t able to completely keep quiet of their exciting evening. Those who talked kept quiet about who exactly was their tickle toy. Rumors spread around sorority and fraternity row about the event, although exactly who the target of the Sigma Gammas remained unclear for those in “the know.”
That is all outside the Sigma Gamma Upsilon except for a certain raven haired beauty by the name of Yvonne Lemieux. Miss Lemieux is a 38-year-old librarian at the Glencoe College main library. She is tall, nearly six feet, with a body that could kill. Big breasts, small waist, wide hips and long, nice legs that didn’t quit. Her hair was long, which, at the library, she wore in a bun. And, unknown to Glencoe College, the librarian moonlighted as a dominatrix; she practiced her craft with a few initiates, mostly men but some women, in a small apartment she rented outside of Glencoe solely for that purpose.
Miss Tiffany’s blonde hair was shorter since that ticklish evening at Sigma Gamma, with her surprisingly large ears perfectly framing her face. befriended Jill, a cute redheaded Sigma Gamma who worked part time in the library. The long-legged beauty got along quite well with the redhead enough for Jill to discuss some of her more innermost secrets about love, boys and sex. Jill felt safe with Yvonne and despite being sworn to secrecy by her sorority about the tickle torture of Tiffany, decided to tell Yvonne all about that particular wild night.
Yvonne listened to the story in wonderment. Wow, she thought to herself, that was something none of her clients ever asked for. It sounded so delicious. And she was dying to know who it was. Despite her position at the college, she often pestered Jill about who exactly was the sorority’s victim. Jill would usually make an excuse until one warm spring day, the little blonde Tiffany entered the library while Jill was working with Yvonne.
Jill nudged Yvonne and whispered, “Do you want to know who our victim was?”
Yvonne, looking around, whispered back, “Yes.”
Jill pointed at Tiffany, who was sitting at a desk, her back facing them.
“That’s her, the little blonde. She lives off campus. Her name is Tiffany. God, she was fun.”
Yvonne stared at Sigma Gamma’s ticklish victim. Tiffany was sitting down, reading an economics textbook, wearing a red shirt, blue jeans and penny loafers without socks. The little blonde had her feet by the rear legs of the chair, her toes still hidden within her shoes, the soft, pink soles and heels exposed. Yvonne, who had a thing for pretty female feet, almost drooled at the sight.
After a few minutes, Tiffany got up and walked to a water fountain; Yvonne watched eagerly; she had seen Tiffany before and found the coed to be extremely cute. Tiffany was definitely cute; the little blonde’s slim lithe body was delightful, as were her legs and small, perky breasts, which fit her perfectly. The button nose, small mouth, pixyish cheeks and big blue eyes gave her a cute elfin appearance. Tiffany’s blonde hair, cut far shorter since that ticklish evening at Sigma Gamma, showed surprisingly large ears which perfectly framed her face and gave Tiffany an even more elfish appearance.
Yvonne looked back at her work while Jill whispered a few more details about that evening.
“She is very ticklish, possibly the most ticklish girl on campus! We talk about capturing her for another treatment, but that obviously would be illegal. She did enjoy herself, though!”
Yvonne smiled and looked up, to see Tiffany sitting back at the desk, absent mindedly dropping a shoe from her left bare foot and playing and grasping it with cute, chubby toes that seemed perfect, mmmm, perfect to Miss Lemieux.
After a few minutes, Yvonne got up and walked across the library, purposely passing by the blonde, who was busy concentrating on the text, her left barefoot still playing with an upturned penny loafer, her naked toes grasping at the empty shoe. Yvonne took a quick glance at Tiffany’s naked toes, noticing the delightfully upturned end of the big toe and how the chubby toes descended in size in perfect order, with plenty of pink skin showing above the nails, trimmed short and straight across. Yvonne almost lost it there. It was then and there that the librarian and part time dominatrix decided she was going to have her way with the little, cute, ticklish blonde with pretty feet.
Next: little, ticklish Tiffany, captive again.
Tiffany didn’t often go barefoot, but she did love her feet. She knew they were cute and enjoyed nothing better than wiggling her cute toes, picking items up with her toes when she did go barefoot; such actions would often get the attention of boys. At least she used to be only concerned with boys. But, now, things were a little different
Gentle readers, it seems that Tiffany had a secret; rather she used to have a secret until the girls from Sigma Gamma Upsilon discovered this secret when the little blonde coed was caught in their sorority. Her cute, little feet are very ticklish. In fact, as the Sigma Gammas discovered, the blonde cutie is ticklish all over. And as both Tiffany and the Sigma Gammas both discovered, tickling turned our little elfin-faced blonde cutie on. Tiffany, despite being a bit of a tomboy, had always liked boys, but found put she had some lesbian tendencies when she was tickle-tortured by the sisters of Sigma Gamma Upsilon. The sorority, after tickling Tiffany’s bared feet, soon stripped Tiffany to her bra and panties, tickled her silly until, stripped naked, eventually ended in an orgasm for Tiffany in front of the entire sorority.
The experience didn’t end there. The sorority sisters hogtied the naked Tiffany and dumped the hapless blonde in her front yard. She had been humiliated, left tied up and naked to be discovered by her sleeping roommates or worse, neighbors. Yet Tiffany enjoyed herself. There was something deep inside Tiffany that disturbed the cute coed; despite the humiliation, she enjoyed herself.
Tiffany thought about what she went through. She definitely was a heterosexual but when it came to tickling, well, all bets were off.
But for Tiffany's friends, her ticklishness was still a secret. Certainly Tiffany’s roommates would be in the know if they had discovered the nude Tiffany tied up in the front yard after her ticklish experience at Sigma Gamma Upsilon. Only Tiffany was able to roll her hogtied nude body near the porch and, after half an hour, was able to break the bonds around her wrists on a sharp edge of a stair. Soon, she easily untied the rest of the bonds and was able to sneak into the house, slowly and on tiptoe, made her way to her bedroom for her bed, where she slept until the early afternoon.
A few Sigma Gammas, despite being sworn to secrecy to their tickling torture of Tiffany due to fear of getting in trouble, weren’t able to completely keep quiet of their exciting evening. Those who talked kept quiet about who exactly was their tickle toy. Rumors spread around sorority and fraternity row about the event, although exactly who the target of the Sigma Gammas remained unclear for those in “the know.”
That is all outside the Sigma Gamma Upsilon except for a certain raven haired beauty by the name of Yvonne Lemieux. Miss Lemieux is a 38-year-old librarian at the Glencoe College main library. She is tall, nearly six feet, with a body that could kill. Big breasts, small waist, wide hips and long, nice legs that didn’t quit. Her hair was long, which, at the library, she wore in a bun. And, unknown to Glencoe College, the librarian moonlighted as a dominatrix; she practiced her craft with a few initiates, mostly men but some women, in a small apartment she rented outside of Glencoe solely for that purpose.
Miss Tiffany’s blonde hair was shorter since that ticklish evening at Sigma Gamma, with her surprisingly large ears perfectly framing her face. befriended Jill, a cute redheaded Sigma Gamma who worked part time in the library. The long-legged beauty got along quite well with the redhead enough for Jill to discuss some of her more innermost secrets about love, boys and sex. Jill felt safe with Yvonne and despite being sworn to secrecy by her sorority about the tickle torture of Tiffany, decided to tell Yvonne all about that particular wild night.
Yvonne listened to the story in wonderment. Wow, she thought to herself, that was something none of her clients ever asked for. It sounded so delicious. And she was dying to know who it was. Despite her position at the college, she often pestered Jill about who exactly was the sorority’s victim. Jill would usually make an excuse until one warm spring day, the little blonde Tiffany entered the library while Jill was working with Yvonne.
Jill nudged Yvonne and whispered, “Do you want to know who our victim was?”
Yvonne, looking around, whispered back, “Yes.”
Jill pointed at Tiffany, who was sitting at a desk, her back facing them.
“That’s her, the little blonde. She lives off campus. Her name is Tiffany. God, she was fun.”
Yvonne stared at Sigma Gamma’s ticklish victim. Tiffany was sitting down, reading an economics textbook, wearing a red shirt, blue jeans and penny loafers without socks. The little blonde had her feet by the rear legs of the chair, her toes still hidden within her shoes, the soft, pink soles and heels exposed. Yvonne, who had a thing for pretty female feet, almost drooled at the sight.
After a few minutes, Tiffany got up and walked to a water fountain; Yvonne watched eagerly; she had seen Tiffany before and found the coed to be extremely cute. Tiffany was definitely cute; the little blonde’s slim lithe body was delightful, as were her legs and small, perky breasts, which fit her perfectly. The button nose, small mouth, pixyish cheeks and big blue eyes gave her a cute elfin appearance. Tiffany’s blonde hair, cut far shorter since that ticklish evening at Sigma Gamma, showed surprisingly large ears which perfectly framed her face and gave Tiffany an even more elfish appearance.
Yvonne looked back at her work while Jill whispered a few more details about that evening.
“She is very ticklish, possibly the most ticklish girl on campus! We talk about capturing her for another treatment, but that obviously would be illegal. She did enjoy herself, though!”
Yvonne smiled and looked up, to see Tiffany sitting back at the desk, absent mindedly dropping a shoe from her left bare foot and playing and grasping it with cute, chubby toes that seemed perfect, mmmm, perfect to Miss Lemieux.
After a few minutes, Yvonne got up and walked across the library, purposely passing by the blonde, who was busy concentrating on the text, her left barefoot still playing with an upturned penny loafer, her naked toes grasping at the empty shoe. Yvonne took a quick glance at Tiffany’s naked toes, noticing the delightfully upturned end of the big toe and how the chubby toes descended in size in perfect order, with plenty of pink skin showing above the nails, trimmed short and straight across. Yvonne almost lost it there. It was then and there that the librarian and part time dominatrix decided she was going to have her way with the little, cute, ticklish blonde with pretty feet.
Next: little, ticklish Tiffany, captive again.
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