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Madonna's Tickle Chamber 2 (By Fiktishish)

Fiktishish

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MADONNA'S TICKLE CHAMBER II
STARRING
MADONNA
&
JODIE FOSTER


Madonna walked out the upper-body tickling room, Gwen Steffani's lovely,
ticklish laughter still ringing in her head. She thought about all the things
she would do to her later. But for now, she had bussiness to attend to. In the
room down the hall......
Jodie Foster was slowly waking up. The last thing she knew, she was in
the greenroom for the David Letterman show. She had a distant memory of
someone spraying something in her face, but brushed that thought aside when she
realized what was going on.
She was in an all metal room. She was seated on top of an unussualy
comfortable table. Her arms were tied down to her body. And her legs were
strapped down and stretched across the table, with her beautiful feet hanging
over the edge. The way her ankles were strapped, her heels were pushed against
the edge of the table. It made any type of movement, ANY movement utterly
impossible. Just then, the door swung open....
"Jodie!!!!! So glad you could make it!". Madonna greeted.
Jodie was puzzeld to see the Material Girl. They had never met before this.
"Your Madonna, right?", she asked.
"In the flesh. I thought you could join me here for a few laughs." Madonna was
barely holding in her excitement.

"Listen, i don't know what your deal is, but this is pretty un-lawful. I am a
DOUBLE-OSCAR WINNER!!!!! And when i get out, every cop in the country will be
on you like white on rice!!!!", Jodie screamed defiantly.

Madonna grinned. "You're so cute. No one knows you're here. And what maks you
think you'll get out?"

Jodie cringed with fear. "Wher...where am i??"

Madonna giggled, and grinned. "Welcome to my Tickle Chamber!!!!".

"Huh??? What the hell are you talking abou...." Jodie trailed off. Aware, for
the first time, the position of her feet.

Madonna stared at her feet. "You have lovely feet. I've always loved how you
always pose barefoot in magazines. You're going to enjoy this."

'En..enjoy what?" Jodie was petrified. Her feet were ultra ticklish. Her plump
toes especially sensitive.

"This is the foot-tickling room. I like to call it, Toe-Tickles 101. Ready??"

"N..no. Don't!! "

Madonna started slow. Draping a peacock feather across her bare sole.

Jodie's lip was trembling. The feeling was madening.

"Does it tickle. Jodie?" Madonna asked teasingly.

"Mmph, no. Not at all.", Jodie replied.

"Liar. I think it does." Madonna was now gliding the feather all over her bare
foot. The sensations were driving Jodie insane. She couldn't answer or she'd
laugh out loud, and she didn't want to give her the satisfaction.

"This doesn't tickle? Shucks. I would've stopped if it did", Madonna said while
still feathering Jodie's feet.

Jodie looked up in desperation.

"C'mon. Just tell me it tickles and i'll stop."

Jodie was scared and desperate, so she stifled a giggle and said, "Yes.It
tickles alot."

Madonna smiled and said, "Well, then you're going to love this.." With that
she scrabbled all 10 of her fingers all over Jodie Foster's sexy, captive feet.
Jodie went nuts!!

"AAAHAAHAHAAAAA!!!! YOU LI....EHEHEEEE.. LIAR!!!!!! STOP!!!!! HAHAHAAAAA!!!! IT
TICKLES!!!!!!!

"I know!!! Keetchy keetchy keetchy!!!" Madonna loved teasing.

"AAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!! NOT MY FEET!!!!! STOP IT!!!!HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!
Jodie was in agony. She couldn't excape any of this horrible fate.

"Tickle tickle tickle. My what ticklish feet you have."

WHAAAAAHAHAAAAA!!!! STOP IT!!!!! PLEASE!!!!!!

Just then, Madonna stopped. Jodie was gasping.

"Ya know what my other fetish is?" Madonna asked menacingly.

Jodie was too scared to answer. Just then, Madonna slowly moved down, blowing
lightly on Jodies hyper-sensitive bare feet, making her giggle nervously. Just
then she felt a tounge slurp her sole.

"YAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!! WH..AAAA...WHAT ARE YOU DO.EEEEEE.ING?????"

"Licking your feet. They taste nice.mmmm".

"AAAHAHAA!!! STOP!!!!!!!!" Jodie thought she was going convulse.

"Oh my!! Does this tickle too?"

"YES!!!! HEEEEEE!!!! STOP!!!!"

Madonna ran her tounge all over Jodies sole. Jodie Foster screamed in agony,
but too no avail. But then, Madonna ran her tounge across her toes. Jodie went
beserk!!

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!! NOT MY TOES!!!!!! MY POOR TOES!!!!!!
HAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!! HEHEEEEEEEEEE..STOP TICKLING MY LITTLE TOES!!!!!!!"

Madonna not only didn't stop licking each and every crevice of Jodie's cute
toes, she used her fingers to tickle her soles as well. Jodie laughed and
howled like a banshee.

"STOP!!!!!! WHAAAAAHAHAHHAAAAAAAAA!!!!! PLEASE STOP!!!!!!! NO MORE!!!!!! I'M
SOOOOOOO TICKLISH!!!! AHHAAHHAAAAAAA!!!!! MY FEEEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEEETT!!!!!"

Madonna sucked on each toe individually, all the while persistently tickling
Jodie's
sole. She only paused every few minutes to blow rasberries on each sole.
Madonna knew that a rassberry, no matter where performed was an intoxicatingly
ticklish feeling. Jodie screamed her husky laugh each time she did it. After
about 30 minutes, Madonna stopped. Jodie was covered in sweat, and her feet
were covered in the Material Girls saliva.

'Mmmm. That was fun, wasn't it?" Madonna was smiling wickedly.

Jodie looked up, and said through her gasps, "Go to hell!!!".

"Hey, just be glad i didn't eat peanut butter off your tootsies." Madonna said
and giggled.

Jodie looked up with rage on her face, and said, "You'll get yours."

Madonna ignored her and started to thread a feather between each toe on each
foot. When she finished, she asked, "Ever hear of a ripcord?"

Jodie eyes went wide. Just then Madonna pulled both feathers, which had to
wiggle out between each ticklish toe. Jodie was screaming with laughter again.

"AAHAHAHHAAHAAAAA!!!!! MY TOES!!!!! HEHEHEHEEEEEE!!!!!"

Just then, Madonna sprayed her with the spray. Jodie was fast asleep. Another
ticklish crazed grin emblazoned across her face. As for Madonna, she massaged
her dripping vagina and left the room. After all, there was one more room, and
one more victim.

TO BE CONTINUED.....


again, all comments welcome, and thanks for the kind words to all.
 
My God! I am way impressed! Awesome stories dude--you *Have* to get Gwen in the foot tickling room :)
 
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