toe2hoes
02-08-2009, 03:47 PM
FF/F Agressive nylon/bare tickling
As Eva led the sobbing Stacey away from the room and down the corridor the screams from within became more distant, but in truth the volume inside the room was steadily increasing.
Miss Phong had cranked the device and stretched the helpless Mrs Pugh so taught that her muscles ached.
Phong was pressing all the right buttons by targeting the long hosed feet of the big blonde and Oh how she loved her work, reducing Mrs Pugh to loud squeals and cry's of mercy, her nails sliding over the heels, soles and toes of her helpless victim, and she began working her way up those sturdy ankles and shins.
The diminutive oriental Woman was leaning over the feet of her captive and was honing in on the unguarded legs when Eva re-entered the room.
"I've locked her in her room and told her to be quiet" (referring to Mrs Pugh's Daughter Stacey).
At last, a brief rest-bite for the tall blonde,
" Oh thank god for that" she thought, relaxing slightly.
Eva and Miss Phong were in the corner of the room no doubt discussing the fiendish plan they had in store for they're prisoner, but this was just the calm before the storm.
Mrs Anne Pugh looked around the small room, it was void of all furniture except a desk and chair, and of course the damn contraption she was held in,she noticed on the desk were a number of items including an ash tray, a long pen, or was it a cigarette holder, and a small (What looked like a make-up) bag.
There was a real fear and trepidation in the pit of her stomach and her thoughts turned to that of her daughter who had undergone this same feeling only moments earlier. "My God, what had I put poor Stacey through" She thought, regretting everything,
Mrs Pugh was totally and utterly at the mercy of this sadistic little Woman and clad only in a short strapless summer dress and sheer black pantyhose felt totally exposed, the fact she had no panties and the pantyhose were crotchless intensified the feeling.
She had remembered from years ago that Miss Phong had a real fondness for feet clad in nylon, and particularly sheer black hoes, hence the reason for her chosen attire. The only reason she wore such revealing items was purely to take Miss Phong's mind of her Daughter and to make herself a more attractive challenge, and the plan had worked, at least poor Stacey was free, but this selfless act of Mother love was about to be severely punished.
The most frustrating aspect through all this was she felt more than capable of wiping the floor with both these sadistic witches, in a fair fight one on one she'd lick the pair of them, even both at the same time, of that she was sure. Phong she could beat with one hand tied behind her back, and Miller, she was just a coward and Phong's stooge.
Anne began thinking 'why the hell did she send Stacey back to this school, and why oh why did she surrender herself, they could have just walked out and none of this would be happening, her damn pride and keeping to her word had got her into this.
Her stay of execution was brief, far too brief because in no time at all Miss Phong was back to her wicked tricks.
"Now where were we big Lady, ha ha ha ha"
"OOOOOHHHH, Fwwwwooooorr, nooooonn.
The big blonde began to wriggle and fight like mad as Miss Phong dragged her nails over her belly and sides. "That's it, a bit of fight" The ruby nails now dug deep into the sides of Mrs Pugh's ribs
"Oooh feel that Lady, hee hee hee""Aaaaagghhhhh, ooowwwwww"
Anne screwed her eyes up tight and resisted with all her might, but the little tickler kept up her assault.
Miss Phong taunted her captive "If it feels bad with clothing on imagine what it'll feel like once we've stripped you"
The very thought was enough to bring the loudest of screams from the blonde.
"Tickle tickle tickle deary, tickle tickle" the smiling oriental made her way up and along the arms, then suddenly she stopped dead.
As she made her way in from the elbows to the shoulders something made her stop, something so wrong in the eyes of this witch of a tickler, for Miss Phong was disgusted by the sight of hair under the armpits of her captive and let her know in no uncertain terms
" Ohh how could you, you disgust me" she recoiled slightly and continued,
" You assume the role of a lady, yet reveal your true manner by being unshaved, uuuhh yuk"
Eva Miller, who was watching every movement closely remarked " Let me beat her, the filthy whore !"
"No Eva," And looking into Mrs Pugh's eyes, hissed " there's more than one way to skin a cat"
Shuffling backwards phong said "I will deal with your upper-body later my dear, but now it's time to have some real fun, Ahh now what have we here",
Miss Phong knelt at the base of the device and lowered her head down, returning towards Mrs Pugh's nylon clad feet, "whooooo ohh My, we do have cheesy feet here Eva, what shall we do with them" Teased Miss Phong.
Miss Phong enjoyed teasing this once proud Lady, and the references to her smelly feet hit something of a raw nerve,
"My feet aren't smelly, you pervy little witch" She was crying with both anger and frustration.
"Poooooooo, you should be where I am, my dear Mrs Pugh" and looking up at Mrs Miller she said with a wink
"And what do you think Eva"
"Her feet stink! she has stink foot, and the bitch knows it"
Whether they did or not wasn't really the issue, the fact was it embarrassed poor Mrs Pugh and they knew it, and how they enjoyed teasing her.
"Oh what am I to do with these pongy pied's Eva ?"
"Let ME scrub em clean, I'll make her scream" Came Miller's reply.
"No no no Eva, your far too hasty, we must have some fun first"
Suddenly the wild torturous sensations began again, Mrs Pugh started crying almost immediately as Phong dug-in again.
"Not my Feeeeetttttt aaaahhhhhhh, notttttt myy fuuuaaackkkkkkiinng feeeeeeeet. aaaahhhhh" Her screams were piercing.
"Stoooopppp itttt, stooop iiitt, nooooohhhh mmyyyffeeeeeetaaahhhhhhhhhhhaa"
Miss Phong bent her head right under the soles of the sobbing milf and began licking the back of her foot and her heels, the tip of her tongue gliding along the sheer nylon, her tongue and fingers tasting and tickling their way up her calves and shins.
Phong's head almost disappeared from view, sandwiched between both knees and obscured by Anne's long summer dress.
"Oh my, ohhhh nooo please please please, no more please, I beg!" but the plea's for mercy once again fell on deaf ears.
Phong had a real taste for it now, and egged on by Mrs Miller began tickling at the knees and lower thighs of the sobbing Mrs Pugh.
"Ohh, is that tender my sweet?, what about this ?, hee hee hee...Ohhh feel that Sweetie"
"Whhyyyyy, Whhhyyyyy, ooohhhhhhhh sttttttooooppp ! Sttooop ittt !" as the sobbing increased so did the intensity of the tickling.
Mrs Pugh's cries of mercy delighted the tickle hag so much, it was music to her ears, and as the evil torturess giggled so the fingers glided higher and higher, and Eva began edging forward to get a closer view.
As Miss Phong's fingers worked there way to the tops of the powerfully shaped nylon thighs she lifted the dress to gain easier access, but if the hairy armpits upset her, imagine the disgust when on lifting the dress higher she revealed Mrs Pugh's thick matted bush.
"Ohhhh, the filth!. oooh my, oohh my. Phong screamed, she quickly removed her head, stood up and flapping her arms around shouted. "Eva, Eva, the scissors quickly, and some foam and a razor.
"Oh my, for pity sake, cleanse this Woman, do it now.. now Eva"
Eva scampered over to the desk and rummaged through a small make-up bag for the desired objects and and quickly set about her task,almost knocking the tiny oriental over in her excitement.
"Clean her good Eva, clean her real good"
Miss Phong stood well back allowing Miller to carry on with her grooming, first snipping and then shaving the thick bush.
"Ooooohhh for fuck sake, no nooo..ooh stop it .. please please ! After about five minutes and some more loud embarrassed begging from the sobbing Mrs Pugh, Eva finished her task.
"AHHHHHH done, smooth as a baby's bum, right she's all yours" Said Eva getting off her knees.
"Do her armpits as well, then we'll begin our work" Phong muttered more obscenities in the direction of Mrs Pugh and again lit her cigarette.
Anne Pugh although sobbing, kept perfectly still as one would expect, while Miller finished off her shaving.
"All done, the bitch is ready, I've rubbed some cream in as well, your fingers should glide smoothly now"
"Excellent Eva, now where were we my dear"
Phong stubbed out another cigarette in the ash tray and shuffled forward.
"Think I'll begin AGAIN at your stinky feet and tickle my way up to your pretty head, my petal"
Phong's ruby nails tickled under the toes, each toe lifting like a piano key with each and every touch, and how quickly those fingers moved.
"Stop it, stop it, ooooh please oooooohh" but the more Anne protested the more excited Phong got, those cruel fingers working overtime on the long silky nyloned soles of her helpless captive.
The tickle witch taunted the big blonde at every given moment
"Ooohhh yes.. come on sweety, scream scream !"
"STTOOOOPPPPP, Ooohhhhh no no, not my feeeeeeetttt, oooooohhhhh" (sob, sob, sob)
The fingers scampered up the legs and back down to the feet, gliding effortlessly over the sheer nylon, Phong's eyes bulged with excitementand pure devilment.
"Feel this my big stinky bitch, hee hee, ha ha" as she continued to punish the sheer soles yet again.
Phong carried on, up and down the long powerful legs, along the soles and back up again, she kept this up for three or four times and then settled back to concentrate on the feet.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh" Anne's cries became fainter and for several minutes more Phong continued to tickle the big nylon feet, until she finally stood up straight, wiped her brow and said
"Get the scissors and cut off the dress, go on Eva"
Miller returned and cut strait down the thin summer dress, the razor sharp scissors cut easily through the thin cotton material straight down the middle, as if gutting a fish.
When Eva had finished they both stood back and admired the sight before them.
Mrs Anne Pugh, mighty Mrs Pugh was butt naked, except for those sheer black crotchless pantyhose, her limbs hung loosely, her blonde pony-tailed hair sodden wet, her sexy large breasted body glistened with sweat and she hung there totally at their mercy.
Eva Miller stared wantonly at the ample breasts and that shaved and totally exposed pussy, Miller's mouth was open slightly and her tongue ran slowly along her bottom lip.
Miss Phong in contrast was exhausted and felt weary, which was hardly to be expected of such an old Woman.
The beads of perspiration were dripping running down the forehead and neck of the petit torturess and her fingers were aching somewhatand she needed rest, much to the relief of the beaten and exposed Mrs Pugh.
Miss Phong had no alternative but to her abort her assault, be it only temporally.
Phong her hands shaking placed a long cigarette holder into her mouth and leant back on the desk, drawing from the holder and blowing smoke across the room out of the corner of her mouth.
Anne Pugh watched through bleary tear stained eyes as her evil tormentor finished her cigarette and then mopped the sweat from her brow with a small towel again taken from the desk.
"Let me have her now, oohh I've waited for this" pleaded Eva.
"All in good time my dear Eva, you must be patient, trust me my dear!"
"Eva, go and fetch Max, we'll have to move her to the bedroom, while you fetch him I'll prepare her, go on now hurry"
and with that Miss Phong ushered Eva to the door.
Closing the door behind Eva she made her way back to the desk, smirking at Anne as she passed by.
Miss Phong opened one of the desk drawers and took out a small bottle and shook it vigorously and unscrewed the top, she then reached back into the same drawer and pulled out a small syringe and sucked from the bottle into the syringe.
Mrs Pugh wriggled and twisted realising it was probably meant for her, and sure enough her fears were right as Miss Phong made her way around the contraption and grabbing Anne tightly by the shoulder stuck the needle in and shot the contents into her arm.
Within about a minute or two the voices in the room became distorted and the figures blurred, she thought she heard a Man's voice, but everything was swirling around and she felt as if she was being lifted, she also felt as if she was floating and then slowly everything went black.
Mrs Pugh's eyes opened and focused on the ceiling, it seemed different, indeed she was no longer strapped to that torture device, instead shefound herself in a bed, a large bed and the room was empty.
Anne Pugh must have dozed for some time, for when she re-woke she tried to sit-up but was unable to, and remembering how and why she got there was not now possible.
Although her limbs were no longer tied she felt unable to move them, they were like lead and even if she could move them the urge to resist had now completely disappeared, the fight had been tickled out of her and she felt both mentally and physically wiped-out.
On looking out of the window she could see sunlight, yet she was sure it was dark when last she looked.
Both Miss Phong and Eva Miller had now returned and they both had a change of attire, Phong wearing deep red silk pyjamas, Chinese style in appearance with no collar and lots of buttons down the front, her tiny bare feet were those of an old Woman quite wrinkly and her black and greying hair was no longer worn up, instead it fell down level with her chest, looking out-of-place on such an old woman.
Eva Miller in contrast had stripped down to her underwear, large old fashioned knickers and a somewhat unflattering bra, that did nothing for her small sagging breasts, Eva disposing with the pony-tail also wore her hair down, although still not improving her bland looks.
The two Women then slipped into bed either side of the semi-conscious Mrs Pugh, Phong disappearing beneath the sheets toward the bottom of the bed and Miller slipping her right hand up between the thighs of the unflinching Anne, while her left hand cupped the large breast of her reluctant bed mate.
Eve started working her fingers into the shaved womanhood and began sucking and kissing the breasts of the now unconscious Mrs Pugh.
As Eva occupied herself on Anne's ample assets Phong was busy sucking on the toes of her beaten victim, the shape of her head could be seen bobbing up and down under the sheets as she sucked and licked on those long and now static toes.
Anne Pugh's eyes were now open but staring vacantly at the ceiling, not making a sound, not even a murmur and her body lay motionless, not flinching one tiny bit, despite the constant attention her statuesque frame was receiving from the two unwanted parties.
After ten or more minutes sampling the delights of feasting on the motionless body lying between them they finally stopped, almost immediately and Miss Phong looking at the perplexed, almost lifeless body said
" Eva, this doesn't look too good" and nodded at the zombie like figure of Mrs Pugh.
Looking not too unconcerned Eva Miller quipped.. " What was in that sedative, looks like it may have kicked in again, anyway let's enjoy ourselveswhile she's ours".
"No Eva, this isn't good, it's not the sedative, that wore off long ago.
This is bad Eva, this is bad"
Miss Phong quickly shot out of bed and began barking orders at the still unconcerned Miller.
"Get her dressed quickly and place her into the wheelchair, there's one in the store room and fetch Max to help you. oh, and when you've done that ring for an ambulance"
As Anne's cloths had been cut apart Eva slipped her into a dressing gown of her's.
The sadistic tickle witch may well have gone too far this time and began clearing things away, covering all her tracks.
After what seemed like ages Eva finally returned along with Max and a wheelchair.
"The ambulance is on the way, and I knocked and pushed a note under her Daughter's door, telling her to wait outside the building".
As Max and Eva lifted Anne into the chair so her lips started moving but still no sound.
They made their way across the hall toward the main door, and on approaching the door could see Stacey (Mrs Pugh's Daughter) waiting outside.
At the same time the ambulance pulled up at the front, and within seconds a paramedic and a frantic Stacey both came running towards them.
The paramedic took charge of the wheelchair and tried to converse with Mrs Pugh, but to no avail.
She was staring into space, a vacant smile on her face and she was rambling, mumbling sheer nonsense.
"Poor dear, must have been a breakdown" Stated Miss Phong while looking at the paramedic.
"Mother, Mother, what's happened to you, oh my god! what have they done, oooh no Mother"
Stacey cried as she helped her Mother's wheelchair onto the hydraulic lift.
"Mother say something, please !"
"Please, leave her to us, we'll sort her out Ma'am" Advised the paramedic as Mrs Pugh was lifted higher.
Miss Phong and Eva just stood there watching no more than mere bystanders and showing not an hint of remorse, in fact there was even the trace of a satisfied smirk on the face of Eva Miller, as the doors of the ambulance closed.
Later that day:
There was a knock on the door of Miss Phong's office, six short knocks in fact, and she beckoned the caller in.
Eva Miller entered, along with one of the girls who was questing at the boarding school.
" Oh my, What have we got here, Eva"
"This Emily Bannermann, and I've caught her smoking in her room"
"I'm shocked to see you in here, you've always followed the rules so well"
With that the girl chimed-up, "You can't punish me, do you know who my Mother is ?"
"Oh yes my dear, It's Francis Bannermann, the Magistrate is it not ?"
"Er, um, yeah...you know her ? inquired the now nervous house mate.
Miss Phong nodded, smiled and said "I shall ring her now, my dear"
Then looking at Eva her expression changed, and said "Lock the door Eva, lock the door"
THE END
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As Eva led the sobbing Stacey away from the room and down the corridor the screams from within became more distant, but in truth the volume inside the room was steadily increasing.
Miss Phong had cranked the device and stretched the helpless Mrs Pugh so taught that her muscles ached.
Phong was pressing all the right buttons by targeting the long hosed feet of the big blonde and Oh how she loved her work, reducing Mrs Pugh to loud squeals and cry's of mercy, her nails sliding over the heels, soles and toes of her helpless victim, and she began working her way up those sturdy ankles and shins.
The diminutive oriental Woman was leaning over the feet of her captive and was honing in on the unguarded legs when Eva re-entered the room.
"I've locked her in her room and told her to be quiet" (referring to Mrs Pugh's Daughter Stacey).
At last, a brief rest-bite for the tall blonde,
" Oh thank god for that" she thought, relaxing slightly.
Eva and Miss Phong were in the corner of the room no doubt discussing the fiendish plan they had in store for they're prisoner, but this was just the calm before the storm.
Mrs Anne Pugh looked around the small room, it was void of all furniture except a desk and chair, and of course the damn contraption she was held in,she noticed on the desk were a number of items including an ash tray, a long pen, or was it a cigarette holder, and a small (What looked like a make-up) bag.
There was a real fear and trepidation in the pit of her stomach and her thoughts turned to that of her daughter who had undergone this same feeling only moments earlier. "My God, what had I put poor Stacey through" She thought, regretting everything,
Mrs Pugh was totally and utterly at the mercy of this sadistic little Woman and clad only in a short strapless summer dress and sheer black pantyhose felt totally exposed, the fact she had no panties and the pantyhose were crotchless intensified the feeling.
She had remembered from years ago that Miss Phong had a real fondness for feet clad in nylon, and particularly sheer black hoes, hence the reason for her chosen attire. The only reason she wore such revealing items was purely to take Miss Phong's mind of her Daughter and to make herself a more attractive challenge, and the plan had worked, at least poor Stacey was free, but this selfless act of Mother love was about to be severely punished.
The most frustrating aspect through all this was she felt more than capable of wiping the floor with both these sadistic witches, in a fair fight one on one she'd lick the pair of them, even both at the same time, of that she was sure. Phong she could beat with one hand tied behind her back, and Miller, she was just a coward and Phong's stooge.
Anne began thinking 'why the hell did she send Stacey back to this school, and why oh why did she surrender herself, they could have just walked out and none of this would be happening, her damn pride and keeping to her word had got her into this.
Her stay of execution was brief, far too brief because in no time at all Miss Phong was back to her wicked tricks.
"Now where were we big Lady, ha ha ha ha"
"OOOOOHHHH, Fwwwwooooorr, nooooonn.
The big blonde began to wriggle and fight like mad as Miss Phong dragged her nails over her belly and sides. "That's it, a bit of fight" The ruby nails now dug deep into the sides of Mrs Pugh's ribs
"Oooh feel that Lady, hee hee hee""Aaaaagghhhhh, ooowwwwww"
Anne screwed her eyes up tight and resisted with all her might, but the little tickler kept up her assault.
Miss Phong taunted her captive "If it feels bad with clothing on imagine what it'll feel like once we've stripped you"
The very thought was enough to bring the loudest of screams from the blonde.
"Tickle tickle tickle deary, tickle tickle" the smiling oriental made her way up and along the arms, then suddenly she stopped dead.
As she made her way in from the elbows to the shoulders something made her stop, something so wrong in the eyes of this witch of a tickler, for Miss Phong was disgusted by the sight of hair under the armpits of her captive and let her know in no uncertain terms
" Ohh how could you, you disgust me" she recoiled slightly and continued,
" You assume the role of a lady, yet reveal your true manner by being unshaved, uuuhh yuk"
Eva Miller, who was watching every movement closely remarked " Let me beat her, the filthy whore !"
"No Eva," And looking into Mrs Pugh's eyes, hissed " there's more than one way to skin a cat"
Shuffling backwards phong said "I will deal with your upper-body later my dear, but now it's time to have some real fun, Ahh now what have we here",
Miss Phong knelt at the base of the device and lowered her head down, returning towards Mrs Pugh's nylon clad feet, "whooooo ohh My, we do have cheesy feet here Eva, what shall we do with them" Teased Miss Phong.
Miss Phong enjoyed teasing this once proud Lady, and the references to her smelly feet hit something of a raw nerve,
"My feet aren't smelly, you pervy little witch" She was crying with both anger and frustration.
"Poooooooo, you should be where I am, my dear Mrs Pugh" and looking up at Mrs Miller she said with a wink
"And what do you think Eva"
"Her feet stink! she has stink foot, and the bitch knows it"
Whether they did or not wasn't really the issue, the fact was it embarrassed poor Mrs Pugh and they knew it, and how they enjoyed teasing her.
"Oh what am I to do with these pongy pied's Eva ?"
"Let ME scrub em clean, I'll make her scream" Came Miller's reply.
"No no no Eva, your far too hasty, we must have some fun first"
Suddenly the wild torturous sensations began again, Mrs Pugh started crying almost immediately as Phong dug-in again.
"Not my Feeeeetttttt aaaahhhhhhh, notttttt myy fuuuaaackkkkkkiinng feeeeeeeet. aaaahhhhh" Her screams were piercing.
"Stoooopppp itttt, stooop iiitt, nooooohhhh mmyyyffeeeeeetaaahhhhhhhhhhhaa"
Miss Phong bent her head right under the soles of the sobbing milf and began licking the back of her foot and her heels, the tip of her tongue gliding along the sheer nylon, her tongue and fingers tasting and tickling their way up her calves and shins.
Phong's head almost disappeared from view, sandwiched between both knees and obscured by Anne's long summer dress.
"Oh my, ohhhh nooo please please please, no more please, I beg!" but the plea's for mercy once again fell on deaf ears.
Phong had a real taste for it now, and egged on by Mrs Miller began tickling at the knees and lower thighs of the sobbing Mrs Pugh.
"Ohh, is that tender my sweet?, what about this ?, hee hee hee...Ohhh feel that Sweetie"
"Whhyyyyy, Whhhyyyyy, ooohhhhhhhh sttttttooooppp ! Sttooop ittt !" as the sobbing increased so did the intensity of the tickling.
Mrs Pugh's cries of mercy delighted the tickle hag so much, it was music to her ears, and as the evil torturess giggled so the fingers glided higher and higher, and Eva began edging forward to get a closer view.
As Miss Phong's fingers worked there way to the tops of the powerfully shaped nylon thighs she lifted the dress to gain easier access, but if the hairy armpits upset her, imagine the disgust when on lifting the dress higher she revealed Mrs Pugh's thick matted bush.
"Ohhhh, the filth!. oooh my, oohh my. Phong screamed, she quickly removed her head, stood up and flapping her arms around shouted. "Eva, Eva, the scissors quickly, and some foam and a razor.
"Oh my, for pity sake, cleanse this Woman, do it now.. now Eva"
Eva scampered over to the desk and rummaged through a small make-up bag for the desired objects and and quickly set about her task,almost knocking the tiny oriental over in her excitement.
"Clean her good Eva, clean her real good"
Miss Phong stood well back allowing Miller to carry on with her grooming, first snipping and then shaving the thick bush.
"Ooooohhh for fuck sake, no nooo..ooh stop it .. please please ! After about five minutes and some more loud embarrassed begging from the sobbing Mrs Pugh, Eva finished her task.
"AHHHHHH done, smooth as a baby's bum, right she's all yours" Said Eva getting off her knees.
"Do her armpits as well, then we'll begin our work" Phong muttered more obscenities in the direction of Mrs Pugh and again lit her cigarette.
Anne Pugh although sobbing, kept perfectly still as one would expect, while Miller finished off her shaving.
"All done, the bitch is ready, I've rubbed some cream in as well, your fingers should glide smoothly now"
"Excellent Eva, now where were we my dear"
Phong stubbed out another cigarette in the ash tray and shuffled forward.
"Think I'll begin AGAIN at your stinky feet and tickle my way up to your pretty head, my petal"
Phong's ruby nails tickled under the toes, each toe lifting like a piano key with each and every touch, and how quickly those fingers moved.
"Stop it, stop it, ooooh please oooooohh" but the more Anne protested the more excited Phong got, those cruel fingers working overtime on the long silky nyloned soles of her helpless captive.
The tickle witch taunted the big blonde at every given moment
"Ooohhh yes.. come on sweety, scream scream !"
"STTOOOOPPPPP, Ooohhhhh no no, not my feeeeeeetttt, oooooohhhhh" (sob, sob, sob)
The fingers scampered up the legs and back down to the feet, gliding effortlessly over the sheer nylon, Phong's eyes bulged with excitementand pure devilment.
"Feel this my big stinky bitch, hee hee, ha ha" as she continued to punish the sheer soles yet again.
Phong carried on, up and down the long powerful legs, along the soles and back up again, she kept this up for three or four times and then settled back to concentrate on the feet.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh" Anne's cries became fainter and for several minutes more Phong continued to tickle the big nylon feet, until she finally stood up straight, wiped her brow and said
"Get the scissors and cut off the dress, go on Eva"
Miller returned and cut strait down the thin summer dress, the razor sharp scissors cut easily through the thin cotton material straight down the middle, as if gutting a fish.
When Eva had finished they both stood back and admired the sight before them.
Mrs Anne Pugh, mighty Mrs Pugh was butt naked, except for those sheer black crotchless pantyhose, her limbs hung loosely, her blonde pony-tailed hair sodden wet, her sexy large breasted body glistened with sweat and she hung there totally at their mercy.
Eva Miller stared wantonly at the ample breasts and that shaved and totally exposed pussy, Miller's mouth was open slightly and her tongue ran slowly along her bottom lip.
Miss Phong in contrast was exhausted and felt weary, which was hardly to be expected of such an old Woman.
The beads of perspiration were dripping running down the forehead and neck of the petit torturess and her fingers were aching somewhatand she needed rest, much to the relief of the beaten and exposed Mrs Pugh.
Miss Phong had no alternative but to her abort her assault, be it only temporally.
Phong her hands shaking placed a long cigarette holder into her mouth and leant back on the desk, drawing from the holder and blowing smoke across the room out of the corner of her mouth.
Anne Pugh watched through bleary tear stained eyes as her evil tormentor finished her cigarette and then mopped the sweat from her brow with a small towel again taken from the desk.
"Let me have her now, oohh I've waited for this" pleaded Eva.
"All in good time my dear Eva, you must be patient, trust me my dear!"
"Eva, go and fetch Max, we'll have to move her to the bedroom, while you fetch him I'll prepare her, go on now hurry"
and with that Miss Phong ushered Eva to the door.
Closing the door behind Eva she made her way back to the desk, smirking at Anne as she passed by.
Miss Phong opened one of the desk drawers and took out a small bottle and shook it vigorously and unscrewed the top, she then reached back into the same drawer and pulled out a small syringe and sucked from the bottle into the syringe.
Mrs Pugh wriggled and twisted realising it was probably meant for her, and sure enough her fears were right as Miss Phong made her way around the contraption and grabbing Anne tightly by the shoulder stuck the needle in and shot the contents into her arm.
Within about a minute or two the voices in the room became distorted and the figures blurred, she thought she heard a Man's voice, but everything was swirling around and she felt as if she was being lifted, she also felt as if she was floating and then slowly everything went black.
Mrs Pugh's eyes opened and focused on the ceiling, it seemed different, indeed she was no longer strapped to that torture device, instead shefound herself in a bed, a large bed and the room was empty.
Anne Pugh must have dozed for some time, for when she re-woke she tried to sit-up but was unable to, and remembering how and why she got there was not now possible.
Although her limbs were no longer tied she felt unable to move them, they were like lead and even if she could move them the urge to resist had now completely disappeared, the fight had been tickled out of her and she felt both mentally and physically wiped-out.
On looking out of the window she could see sunlight, yet she was sure it was dark when last she looked.
Both Miss Phong and Eva Miller had now returned and they both had a change of attire, Phong wearing deep red silk pyjamas, Chinese style in appearance with no collar and lots of buttons down the front, her tiny bare feet were those of an old Woman quite wrinkly and her black and greying hair was no longer worn up, instead it fell down level with her chest, looking out-of-place on such an old woman.
Eva Miller in contrast had stripped down to her underwear, large old fashioned knickers and a somewhat unflattering bra, that did nothing for her small sagging breasts, Eva disposing with the pony-tail also wore her hair down, although still not improving her bland looks.
The two Women then slipped into bed either side of the semi-conscious Mrs Pugh, Phong disappearing beneath the sheets toward the bottom of the bed and Miller slipping her right hand up between the thighs of the unflinching Anne, while her left hand cupped the large breast of her reluctant bed mate.
Eve started working her fingers into the shaved womanhood and began sucking and kissing the breasts of the now unconscious Mrs Pugh.
As Eva occupied herself on Anne's ample assets Phong was busy sucking on the toes of her beaten victim, the shape of her head could be seen bobbing up and down under the sheets as she sucked and licked on those long and now static toes.
Anne Pugh's eyes were now open but staring vacantly at the ceiling, not making a sound, not even a murmur and her body lay motionless, not flinching one tiny bit, despite the constant attention her statuesque frame was receiving from the two unwanted parties.
After ten or more minutes sampling the delights of feasting on the motionless body lying between them they finally stopped, almost immediately and Miss Phong looking at the perplexed, almost lifeless body said
" Eva, this doesn't look too good" and nodded at the zombie like figure of Mrs Pugh.
Looking not too unconcerned Eva Miller quipped.. " What was in that sedative, looks like it may have kicked in again, anyway let's enjoy ourselveswhile she's ours".
"No Eva, this isn't good, it's not the sedative, that wore off long ago.
This is bad Eva, this is bad"
Miss Phong quickly shot out of bed and began barking orders at the still unconcerned Miller.
"Get her dressed quickly and place her into the wheelchair, there's one in the store room and fetch Max to help you. oh, and when you've done that ring for an ambulance"
As Anne's cloths had been cut apart Eva slipped her into a dressing gown of her's.
The sadistic tickle witch may well have gone too far this time and began clearing things away, covering all her tracks.
After what seemed like ages Eva finally returned along with Max and a wheelchair.
"The ambulance is on the way, and I knocked and pushed a note under her Daughter's door, telling her to wait outside the building".
As Max and Eva lifted Anne into the chair so her lips started moving but still no sound.
They made their way across the hall toward the main door, and on approaching the door could see Stacey (Mrs Pugh's Daughter) waiting outside.
At the same time the ambulance pulled up at the front, and within seconds a paramedic and a frantic Stacey both came running towards them.
The paramedic took charge of the wheelchair and tried to converse with Mrs Pugh, but to no avail.
She was staring into space, a vacant smile on her face and she was rambling, mumbling sheer nonsense.
"Poor dear, must have been a breakdown" Stated Miss Phong while looking at the paramedic.
"Mother, Mother, what's happened to you, oh my god! what have they done, oooh no Mother"
Stacey cried as she helped her Mother's wheelchair onto the hydraulic lift.
"Mother say something, please !"
"Please, leave her to us, we'll sort her out Ma'am" Advised the paramedic as Mrs Pugh was lifted higher.
Miss Phong and Eva just stood there watching no more than mere bystanders and showing not an hint of remorse, in fact there was even the trace of a satisfied smirk on the face of Eva Miller, as the doors of the ambulance closed.
Later that day:
There was a knock on the door of Miss Phong's office, six short knocks in fact, and she beckoned the caller in.
Eva Miller entered, along with one of the girls who was questing at the boarding school.
" Oh my, What have we got here, Eva"
"This Emily Bannermann, and I've caught her smoking in her room"
"I'm shocked to see you in here, you've always followed the rules so well"
With that the girl chimed-up, "You can't punish me, do you know who my Mother is ?"
"Oh yes my dear, It's Francis Bannermann, the Magistrate is it not ?"
"Er, um, yeah...you know her ? inquired the now nervous house mate.
Miss Phong nodded, smiled and said "I shall ring her now, my dear"
Then looking at Eva her expression changed, and said "Lock the door Eva, lock the door"
THE END
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