jersey_tickler
2nd Level Red Feather
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We last left Samantha getting her expensive blouse torn off by the ninjas. Charlotte then proceeded to lower the chair so that Samantha was laying on her back. Both ninjas, Ping and Yoko finally get the chance to tickle the tall redhead’s feet. Meanwhile Charlotte kicks off her heels and gets on top of Samantha, straddling her.
Charlotte: Now let's play with these soft toned arms shall we? Tickie tickie tickie!
Charlotte tickles Samantha’s bare underarms, racing her fingers up and down the soft skin. Samantha giggles softly, as it does tickle, but not very much.
Samantha: Teeheeeeeheeeeeeheeeeeheeeee stop, stop Charlotte!
Charlotte: Oh shush, this is nothing, i'm just loosening up. The fun's gonna start soon, real soon, ha ha ha!
Ping and Yoko each take one of Samantha’s feet in their tiny hands, amazed at the difference in size between their hands and Samantha’s size tens. Samantha barely notices this as she’s too preoccupied with Charlotte’s tickle torture.
Ping: Hee hee, just look at size of Big Lady's feetsies.
Yoko: Yes, very big feet indeed, almost as big as us. He, he, he,
Samantha: Stahaaaahaaap making fun of my feeheeeheeet!
Yoko: I love these blue stockings, very sexy!
Ping: They soooo sexy ana sheer, so fine, hee hee he!
Yoko rubs Samantha’s left foot and moans as she touches it more and more.
Yoko: Mmmmm, warm, sweaty, and a little smelly.
Charlotte overhears this, and smirks before facing Samantha nose to nose.
Charlotte: Hear that, Miss Stinky Feet. Oh, sorry. I mean, Miss Hume.
Samantha: For bloody hell’s sake, Charlotte, stop this madness!!!
Charlotte: Stop !, oh I think not...tickie tickie tickie"
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAEEEEEEHEEEEEEE NOOOOOOOOO CHARLOTTE AAAAAHAAA!
This only made Charlotte tickle Samantha harder. The more Samantha laughed, the more Charlotte tickled her. Her fingernails soon found Samantha’s armpits, and tickled them by drawing imaginary circles around the hollows. She also noticed that the armpits were a little damp as Samantha was starting to sweat from all the tickling.
Charlotte: Ooooh, are we getting a little hot there, Sammy? You stink of sweat and foot odor, ha ha ha!
Samantha glares up at Charlotte and then blurted out a new fit of giggles as she felt the ninjas slowly dragging their tiny fingers on her stocking soles. Unlike Charlotte’s method, these Orientals preferred to tickle much slower. Samantha actually found their tickling to be futile.
Samantha: Blimey, you ninjas can’t jolly well tickle than you can fight. Maybe you should consider a new type of career.
Ping: Maybe you be nice to us, reaal nice or we torture you more.
Yoko: Hey Ping, what moves a hundred miles an hour on a soft surface?
Ping: What, Yoko?
Yoko: Our fingers on Samantha’s feetsies!
The two ninjas up their game and tickle harder and faster on the soles and tops of Samantha’s feet. The redhead began to buck, with Charlotte still sitting on her belly.
Suddenly she found that sitting on Samantha was like riding a mechanical bull.
Charlotte: My, we have a live one here girls, haahaaa
She started tickling the redhead’s armpits again. With three sets of hands tickling her body, Samantha went ballistic.
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAA OH GOD, YOU THREEEEHEEEEEE ARE KILLING MEEEEHEEEHEHEHEEEE AAAHAAAHAAHAHAAAAAAAA”!
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAA OH GOD, YOU THREEEEHEEEEEE ARE KILLING MEEEEHEEEHEHEHEEEE AAAHAAAHAAHAHAAAAAAAA”!
Yoko bent back Samantha’s toes and tickled underneath them, while Ping tickled Samantha’s heel and arches. Then after a minute or two, Ping grew tired of Samantha’s stockings, and walked up to her skirt, and reached underneath, until she found the top of the stocking. Slowly, she started to roll it down.
Samantha: NO, not my stockings, no don’t!
Ping: Oooh big Lady, I peel stocking down slowly, reaal slowly, hee hee"
The ninja rolled Samantha’s stocking past her knee, then past the ankle. Having small hands made it easy for her to slide her hand in the stock hole and pull the stocking off her heel. Then the ninja bit Samantha’s stocking toes, and pulled it off with her teeth. Then she spit it to the floor in disgust.
Ping: Yuck, it taste bad.
Yoko and Ping both couldn’t take their eyes off Samantha’s huge barefoot. She had long plump looking toes, with no polish, and a ghostly white surface. Her naked sole looked quite tender with a hint of tan reddishness to it. Samantha’s toes began to wiggle instinctively at their freedom. Ping cooed at the toe wiggling and felt Samantha’s toes with one hand
Ping: What beautiful toes. They feaa soft, nice and warm too.
Then both ninjas began to sniff Samantha’s naked foot all over like a couple of dogs.
Yoko: Oh my, even bigger stinkfoot without her stocking.
Ping: Phew, these reaal stinky now!
Charlotte: Now now girls, poor Sammy doesn't like us teasing her, but I guess she'll have to get used to it.
Samantha: Oh is that so, well my big feet are going to be kicking your asses when I get free, grrrrrrrr!
Yoko: Oh she getting angry, but I have idea to make big redhead even angrier. Follow my lead
Yoko grabs Samantha’s big toe and tugs it firmly
Yoko: This little piggy go to market!
Ping: This little piggy stay home !
Samantha: Oh stop that, I am not a little tyke.
Yoko: This little piggy have egg rolls.
Charlotte enjoyed them playing that game with her toes, it was quite amusing, after all it was a nursery rhyme invented by the Brits.
Charlotte: "Haa haaa, come on, join in Sammy.
Ping: And this little piggy have none !
Yoko: And this little piggy….
Samantha: Don’t, it’s too humiliating!
Yoko: This little piggy go wee wee wee in her own museum, he he he
And on that note, both ninjas tickled Samantha’s bare sole. Ten fingers on her sole was more than Samantha could bear and she cussed and squirmed more in her bondage as her foot was tickled. Ping tickled Samantha’s toes with her fingers, tickling the undersides and in between them with her feather. While Yoko tickled her naked heel and arch. Samantha just roared with laughter, it was all she could do.
Charlotte pushed the hair away from Samantha’s face, and then gazed down at her cleavage and tickled the tops of her breasts.
Samantha: NAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA DON’T TOUCH ME THEERE YOU PERVERT!!!
Charlotte:"I so shouldn't be enjoying this but....I AM...tickie tickie tickie..tickie, oh, this is so wrong..but ! ..Tickie ..tickie..tickie..tickie"
Samantha’s laughter echoed through the huge museum, although no one was able to hear her. Help was nowhere to be seen within the walls of the British Museum.
However, on the outside, it was a different story.
Jackson Grimm and his associate, Reed stood a block across from the museum. Jackson was looking through night vision binoculars. It was only a matter of time before they entered the museum and located the scepter. The only problem was, Samantha and her secretary were still inside, which delayed their voyage inside.
"Damn, boss, what could possibly be taking them so long, I mean it's way past closing time complained Reed.
"I don't know, kid said Jackson, but hopefully they leave real soon".
"What if they're lesbians dude, and having a secret affair. Dude if that's the case maybe we can blackmail her into giving us the scepter. If word of that got out that she was shagging her secretary, her career would be ruined".
"Would you grow up, we're not blackmailing anyone. Besides, Samantha doesn't strike me as the lesbian type".
"Well, I at least hope she's bisexual, because the thought of her big boobs getting played with by that secretary turns me on more than Swedish porn"!
"You've got a one track brain, ya know that scoffed Jackson. "What are the chances of that ever happening, tell me"?
Little did Jackson know, that was exactly what was happening at that precise moment! God I love my TMF job!!!!
Charlotte: Now let's play with these soft toned arms shall we? Tickie tickie tickie!
Charlotte tickles Samantha’s bare underarms, racing her fingers up and down the soft skin. Samantha giggles softly, as it does tickle, but not very much.
Samantha: Teeheeeeeheeeeeeheeeeeheeeee stop, stop Charlotte!
Charlotte: Oh shush, this is nothing, i'm just loosening up. The fun's gonna start soon, real soon, ha ha ha!
Ping and Yoko each take one of Samantha’s feet in their tiny hands, amazed at the difference in size between their hands and Samantha’s size tens. Samantha barely notices this as she’s too preoccupied with Charlotte’s tickle torture.
Ping: Hee hee, just look at size of Big Lady's feetsies.
Yoko: Yes, very big feet indeed, almost as big as us. He, he, he,
Samantha: Stahaaaahaaap making fun of my feeheeeheeet!
Yoko: I love these blue stockings, very sexy!
Ping: They soooo sexy ana sheer, so fine, hee hee he!
Yoko rubs Samantha’s left foot and moans as she touches it more and more.
Yoko: Mmmmm, warm, sweaty, and a little smelly.
Charlotte overhears this, and smirks before facing Samantha nose to nose.
Charlotte: Hear that, Miss Stinky Feet. Oh, sorry. I mean, Miss Hume.
Samantha: For bloody hell’s sake, Charlotte, stop this madness!!!
Charlotte: Stop !, oh I think not...tickie tickie tickie"
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAEEEEEEHEEEEEEE NOOOOOOOOO CHARLOTTE AAAAAHAAA!
This only made Charlotte tickle Samantha harder. The more Samantha laughed, the more Charlotte tickled her. Her fingernails soon found Samantha’s armpits, and tickled them by drawing imaginary circles around the hollows. She also noticed that the armpits were a little damp as Samantha was starting to sweat from all the tickling.
Charlotte: Ooooh, are we getting a little hot there, Sammy? You stink of sweat and foot odor, ha ha ha!
Samantha glares up at Charlotte and then blurted out a new fit of giggles as she felt the ninjas slowly dragging their tiny fingers on her stocking soles. Unlike Charlotte’s method, these Orientals preferred to tickle much slower. Samantha actually found their tickling to be futile.
Samantha: Blimey, you ninjas can’t jolly well tickle than you can fight. Maybe you should consider a new type of career.
Ping: Maybe you be nice to us, reaal nice or we torture you more.
Yoko: Hey Ping, what moves a hundred miles an hour on a soft surface?
Ping: What, Yoko?
Yoko: Our fingers on Samantha’s feetsies!
The two ninjas up their game and tickle harder and faster on the soles and tops of Samantha’s feet. The redhead began to buck, with Charlotte still sitting on her belly.
Suddenly she found that sitting on Samantha was like riding a mechanical bull.
Charlotte: My, we have a live one here girls, haahaaa
She started tickling the redhead’s armpits again. With three sets of hands tickling her body, Samantha went ballistic.
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAA OH GOD, YOU THREEEEHEEEEEE ARE KILLING MEEEEHEEEHEHEHEEEE AAAHAAAHAAHAHAAAAAAAA”!
Samantha: WAAAAHAAAAAAA OH GOD, YOU THREEEEHEEEEEE ARE KILLING MEEEEHEEEHEHEHEEEE AAAHAAAHAAHAHAAAAAAAA”!
Yoko bent back Samantha’s toes and tickled underneath them, while Ping tickled Samantha’s heel and arches. Then after a minute or two, Ping grew tired of Samantha’s stockings, and walked up to her skirt, and reached underneath, until she found the top of the stocking. Slowly, she started to roll it down.
Samantha: NO, not my stockings, no don’t!
Ping: Oooh big Lady, I peel stocking down slowly, reaal slowly, hee hee"
The ninja rolled Samantha’s stocking past her knee, then past the ankle. Having small hands made it easy for her to slide her hand in the stock hole and pull the stocking off her heel. Then the ninja bit Samantha’s stocking toes, and pulled it off with her teeth. Then she spit it to the floor in disgust.
Ping: Yuck, it taste bad.
Yoko and Ping both couldn’t take their eyes off Samantha’s huge barefoot. She had long plump looking toes, with no polish, and a ghostly white surface. Her naked sole looked quite tender with a hint of tan reddishness to it. Samantha’s toes began to wiggle instinctively at their freedom. Ping cooed at the toe wiggling and felt Samantha’s toes with one hand
Ping: What beautiful toes. They feaa soft, nice and warm too.
Then both ninjas began to sniff Samantha’s naked foot all over like a couple of dogs.
Yoko: Oh my, even bigger stinkfoot without her stocking.
Ping: Phew, these reaal stinky now!
Charlotte: Now now girls, poor Sammy doesn't like us teasing her, but I guess she'll have to get used to it.
Samantha: Oh is that so, well my big feet are going to be kicking your asses when I get free, grrrrrrrr!
Yoko: Oh she getting angry, but I have idea to make big redhead even angrier. Follow my lead
Yoko grabs Samantha’s big toe and tugs it firmly
Yoko: This little piggy go to market!
Ping: This little piggy stay home !
Samantha: Oh stop that, I am not a little tyke.
Yoko: This little piggy have egg rolls.
Charlotte enjoyed them playing that game with her toes, it was quite amusing, after all it was a nursery rhyme invented by the Brits.
Charlotte: "Haa haaa, come on, join in Sammy.
Ping: And this little piggy have none !
Yoko: And this little piggy….
Samantha: Don’t, it’s too humiliating!
Yoko: This little piggy go wee wee wee in her own museum, he he he
And on that note, both ninjas tickled Samantha’s bare sole. Ten fingers on her sole was more than Samantha could bear and she cussed and squirmed more in her bondage as her foot was tickled. Ping tickled Samantha’s toes with her fingers, tickling the undersides and in between them with her feather. While Yoko tickled her naked heel and arch. Samantha just roared with laughter, it was all she could do.
Charlotte pushed the hair away from Samantha’s face, and then gazed down at her cleavage and tickled the tops of her breasts.
Samantha: NAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA DON’T TOUCH ME THEERE YOU PERVERT!!!
Charlotte:"I so shouldn't be enjoying this but....I AM...tickie tickie tickie..tickie, oh, this is so wrong..but ! ..Tickie ..tickie..tickie..tickie"
Samantha’s laughter echoed through the huge museum, although no one was able to hear her. Help was nowhere to be seen within the walls of the British Museum.
However, on the outside, it was a different story.
Jackson Grimm and his associate, Reed stood a block across from the museum. Jackson was looking through night vision binoculars. It was only a matter of time before they entered the museum and located the scepter. The only problem was, Samantha and her secretary were still inside, which delayed their voyage inside.
"Damn, boss, what could possibly be taking them so long, I mean it's way past closing time complained Reed.
"I don't know, kid said Jackson, but hopefully they leave real soon".
"What if they're lesbians dude, and having a secret affair. Dude if that's the case maybe we can blackmail her into giving us the scepter. If word of that got out that she was shagging her secretary, her career would be ruined".
"Would you grow up, we're not blackmailing anyone. Besides, Samantha doesn't strike me as the lesbian type".
"Well, I at least hope she's bisexual, because the thought of her big boobs getting played with by that secretary turns me on more than Swedish porn"!
"You've got a one track brain, ya know that scoffed Jackson. "What are the chances of that ever happening, tell me"?
Little did Jackson know, that was exactly what was happening at that precise moment! God I love my TMF job!!!!
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