jersey_tickler
2nd Level Red Feather
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Katherine laid on the bed, still bound, still blindfolded. Angie had excused herself momentarily and the frazzled and sweaty psychiatrist dreaded her return. This mad young woman was going to perform extreme lesbian malice on her body until she orgasmed. Not that Katherine was a stranger to orgasm, but she wasn’t exactly an everyday sexual being. She went on a few dates, casually but most of them wanted sex on the first date, and Katherine felt that a man should have to prove himself with sophistication and good manners with respect before having sexual intercourse. In fact she hadn’t had sex in seven months, and it was with a medical professor from NYU. They had dinner at the Waldorf Astoria and gotten themselves a room. Then after too much champagne, they tore each other’s clothes off and made love for hours. Never in her life had anyone made love to her like that, and she wouldn’t have given in so easily if she hadn’t be intoxicated. Katherine wasn’t a big drinker, so when the champagne hit her brain, it wasn’t hard for her to allow the good professor to strip her naked.
Hell, Angie had stripped her naked with such ease, thanks to Katherine being tied up. This girl had crossed the line big time, and would be severely punished for her crimes. Kidnapping her doctor, tying her up, stripping her clothes off, and tickling her while using her tongue all over her body in the process. Her reputation stood in the balance, how could she ever show herself at a Mental Health Conference ever again, with everyone in her field knowing what had happened to her. If the pictures Angie took had surfaced, she would have to leave the country, no doubt about it. Still, the knowledge of this incident might create massive revenue for the book she had gotten permission to publish about her life and professional career.
Katherine’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps entering the room, and the psychiatrist instinctively curled her toes at Angie’s arrival.
Angela: Awwww, look whose toesie woesies are all scrunched up. Don’t worry little piggies, I’m not going to harm you. At least not yet, he he he!
Katherine: Angie, can’t we go out to eat and discuss this like adults, there has to be some sort of arrangement we can make to let me go.
Angela: First of all, I am going to let you go. As thrilling as it would be to keep you as my tickle toy forever, I just can’t bring myself to hogging you when you can be helping other people.
That was the first good news that Katherine had heard in the last couple hours. Finally, Angie had come to her senses. Now all she had to do was play along a little while longer and all would be well.
Angela: Secondly, I have no desire for us to go out to eat. However, I would like to eat you out.
Katherine shuddered at the thought of Angie going down on her, something that she reserved only for those who urinated while standing with the seat up.
Angela: First, I’m going to give you a little treat. Open your mouth.
Katherine: I’m not kissing you, Angie.
Angela: If I wanted a kiss, I would squeeze your boobs until you got so turned on that it’d be impossible to find the off switch. Come on, open your mouth.
Katherine bit her lip tightly in defiance.
Angela: No tricks, I promise, it’s something tasty.
Katherine finally pried her lips open and let her mouth gap a bit. Then she felt a straw between her lips and then all of sudden she felt something cold fill in her mouth. It tasted like……. Ready Whip?
Angela: Ha, I just blew my load of whipped cream in your mouth, do you like?
Katherine would’ve answered but her mouth was full. She swallowed all the whipped cream and then licked her lips in delight. It was delicious, she had to admit that, although she didn’t care for Angie’s reference.
Katherine: I used to do that all the time when I was a teenager, so yes.
Angela: Glad to hear it, now it’s my turn to have some.
But instead of shooting the whipped cream into her mouth, Angie sprayed some all over Katherine’s bare belly. Katherine wasn’t expecting that, so naturally she gave a yelp when she felt the cream hit her middle.
Katherine: Yooooow, that stuff is cooooold!
Angela: Don’t worry, Kate, I’ll get you hot in no time.
Kate shuddered as she felt Angie place her hands down on her thighs. Then she felt a warm tongue licking all the cold whipped cream off her ticklish tummy.
Katherine: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEE OH MY!
Angela (between licks) Good, (lick) you’re really (lick) enjoying this, after all (lick).
Katherine tittered and wheezed as she felt Angie lick around her navel and start to plant soft kisses on the navel as well.
Katherine: Noooohooooooh I’m naahaaaaaooot.
Angela: Liar, liar, panties on fire.
Angela looked down and saw a very tiny wet spot on Katherine’s satin panties and touched it, feeling how sticky the little spot was.
Angela: Ha ha, pun intended. You are getting turned on by me. Soon, you’ll beg me to put out the fire raging inside your rarely drilled wall. And (kiss) just wait (kiss) until (kiss)you’re completely (kiss) bare (bare) naked! Wearing (kiss and lick) nothing (kiss and lick) but a smile.
That was enough, Katherine didn’t care what happened to her anymore, her career and life were already ruined. From this point on, she would no longer be the good natured, mature, professional shrink. The caged beast that lay dormant inside her was just waiting to get out and Katherine was going to make it happen.
Katherine: Fuck you, Angela, do whatever you want to me but know that you’re nothing but a loony toon psychopathic slut who takes after her cheap whore mother.
That hit a nerve inside the crazed blonde, and in her own demented mind, she felt betrayed by Katherine for disrespecting her mother and role model. Angela clenched her teeth and her beast was now coming out too.
Angela: YOU FUCKING ****!
Angela gave a loud growl and jumped on top of Katherine, and pinched her nipples.
Katherine: OWWOWWWWWW FUUUUUCK!
Angela: Then she squeezed Katherine’s busty boobs and lowered her head to bite on her shrink’s neck like a vampire.
Katherine: AAAAAAAHHHHH STOP BITING ME YOU BITCH!
Angela: No, Doctor, you’re my bitch, I OWN YOU, I OWN YOUR FEET, YOUR TITS, AND I’M ABOUT TO OWN YOUR PARKED PUSSY, MUAH HA HA HAAAAA!
Angela was now laughing like the mad psychopath she truly was. Mad as a hatter, and she now nibbled more gently on Katherine’s neck while tickling her nipples.
Katherine: EEEEEEEHEEEEHEEEE OOOOOOHOOOOOOH!
Angela: Ha, you like that don’t you, slave bitch. You love it when Mistress Angie tickles your nippies, don’t you? DON’T YOU?
Katherine: OOOOOH YESSSSSS I do, Angie!
Angela: Mistress, you will now call me your mistress!
Katherine: Okay, Mistress!
Angela: That’s a good girl, now it’s feet time!
Katherine: No, NOT THE FEET!
Angela hopped down and tickled Katherine’s left foot with all ten fingernails. Starting from the heel and working her way up the arch, the balls, and the toes.
Angela: Ha, ha, ha, I got these feet, your bare feet. Your smelly size nine feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I got your feet, I got the feet, I got the feet. THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
Katherine howled as the nails prodded her from heel to toe. Her toes wiggled to try and shake off Angie’s nails but it was no use. Then Katherine’s toes curled up tight in defiance.
Angela: Heheheheehee, tickle, tickle, tickle. Awww, why are these toes scrunching up, I’ll just have to pry them apart and tickle in between em.
Katherine: EHEHEAHAHAHAHHAAHAAAAA ANGIE DON’T DO THAHAHAHAHAAT T AGAIN!
But Angela pried her toes apart, only this time she didn’t use her nails, she used her tongue to slide in between each toes.
Katherine: NAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAT THAT!
Then Angela sucked on all five toes on the left foot, and then repeated the procedure on the right. Katherine whimpered and giggled in between moans that escaped from her lips from the toe sucking as it was beginning to have an effect on her libido.
Katherine: OOOOOOOHOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS!
Angela: I knew you’d end up liking my toe jobs. Did you know I sucked over a thirty dicks by the time I was twenty. Be grateful you’re getting a pro to suck your feet.
Katherine would’ve been turned off by that ordinarily, but she was too lost in the lust with her feet getting loved up by Angela’s kissing and sucking. She favored the shrink’s soft soles and her not so chubby toes with nicely trimmed toenails.
Angela: I just may have to paint these pretty toenails, maybe we can have a sleepover sometime, whatta ya say, Doc?
Katherine: EEEEK SURE, WHAAAHAHAHAHAAATEVER YOU SAY, OOOOOH OH DOOHOOHN’T SUCK MY TOHOOHOOES ANYMOROOROORE!
Angela stopped and then began to tickle Katherine’s panty covered pussy. Katherine opened her mouth and her whole body began to spasm. The wet spot had grown and her satin panties were now more damp than before. Angela caressed the waistband of Katherine’s underwear, making the brunette quiver. Then Angela got on the bed, so that she was close to Katherine’s ear.
Angela: Guess what, Kate, it’s time to take these creamy panties off you now. I want you to be my bare naked girl!
Then she licked her doctor’s ear, and Katherine gave a sigh of delight. Unable to do anything as Angela peeled down her wet panties so they were stuck to her ankles. Now Katherine was stark naked and spread open like a book. Her cheeks burned with humilation as Angela could now see her nude body. Then she felt Angela’s tiny toes toying with her stiffened nipples, and then she heard the sound of a mellow humming and figured it was a vibrator. Sure enough when the machine struck her naked pussy, Katherine felt her body quake as she pumped her love honey. Screaming with pleasure and erotic lust, the shrink was in orgasmic heaven. Angela was even surprised, and her beady eyes lit up when she saw all the cream forming in Katherine’s love nubbin.
Angela: I think I need to clear this landing strip, so that it’s possible for jets to fly into home base, hehehe.
The crazed blonde shoved her face into the shrink’s mound and then another scream of pleasure echoed throughout the whole motel room. When she was done, Katherine felt her toes go numb, and then felt the blindfold come off.
Katherine: That unfortunately, felt good, really good.
Angela: Of course it did, now shhhhhh!
Angela covered up Katherine’s nudity, and then kissed the older woman on the lips and rubbed her sweaty hair back. Soon enough, snores could be heard from beneath the covers.
The next morning……
Katherine awoke to the ray of sunshine peaking through the blinds from the window. She noticed that she was dressed but her hands and ankles were still tied but not to the bed. Then she got a better look at her wardrobe, and was shocked to see that it was the hospital gown that Angela had worn yesterday. Then the next sight she saw was even more astounding.
In walked Angela, wearing Katherine’s suit, minus the stockings, and she had even died her hair brown to look even more like Katherine. There was even a pair of glasses that resembled Katherine’s as well, round frames and brown rims to match her hair. It was almost like the film Single White Female.
Katherine: Angela, what is going on, why are you wearing my clothes. Why am I wearing this gown?
Angela: Do I have to spell everything out for you, I thought you went to an Ivy League college. I’m switching places with you, which includes your clothes, shoes, and hair color. Oh and I even replaced the photo on your badge and Driver’s License with a picture of me. And then I posted a picture of you on my file, aren’t I so cleaver?
Katherine: You won’t get away with this, Angela, people at work are going to recognize you, and then they’ll come looking for me?
Angela: First of all, I’m not going to work at the Mental Hospital, even though they do say that sometimes the crazy ones get through to patients better than the suits. I am fleeing, with your credit card and your car, while you take my place at the Maximum Security Ward in Rochester. Since it’s maximum security, I doubt you’ll get many visitors, or even none at all. No one will be able to find you or me, and it’s because I outwitted my sexy shrink, hehehe.
Katherine: No, Angie, please don’t take me to the nut house, I can’t take it there.
Angela: Oh, don’t worry, I’ll come visit you. Then maybe we can do more of this Erotic Therapy, I do believe we made progress last night.
Katherine: NO, HELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME, I’M BEING HELD AGAINST MY WILL!
Frustrated Angela grabbed her sock and shoved it into Katherine’s mouth, and then tied a scarf around it to keep the sock intact. Katherine muffled her screams into the gag and made a face after tasting Angela’s sweaty sock.
Angela: Shut up, shut up, or I’ll spank your sweet ass!
Katherine quieted down, and Angela sat down to put on a tan pair of stockings. Katherine felt tears roll down her eyes as she kept quiet and watched her get dressed.
Angela: Ugh, I can’t believe that you wear these things. They’re hot, itchy, and they make my feet sweaty. Kind of like yours, eh Kate? Oh and you’re probably wondering where your stockings are. Well, they are in your purse, errrr, I mean my purse. Along with your digital camera with pics I snapped of you last night, and your satin panties. I want to smell your pussy and feet whenever I want, so that’s why I am taking them. Besides don’t psychos like me, collect trophies.
After sliding on the tan stockings, she put on Katherine’s pumps which were a little too big.
Angela: Almost a perfect fit, but at least I have freedom to wiggle my toes.
Then she placed her flip flops on Katherine’s bare feet, but not before kissing them once more.
Angela: Bye, little piggies, I’ll come visit you soon.
Katherine whimpered in her gag quietly as the flip flops were put on her feet. Then she felt herself get stood up, and ushered out the door.
One hour later….
Angela smiled as she drove Katherine’s van with her disheveled psychiatrist riding shotgun. Hard to believe that they were in different seats than yesterday. Katherine shivered as all she had on was a gown and white cotton panties and flip flops that exposed her feet to the cool air. The gag had been taken out and replaced by duct tape, which kept Katherine quiet. There were handcuffs on each wrist, and her ankles were tied with the scarf that had been in her mouth.
Angela: So yeah, I was thinking of using your fortune to go on a nice vacation, possibly in the Bahamas, then maybe find me a sugar daddy. Some old lonely man who needs a trophy wife to keep his viagra filled cock company. Sure, why not, then I’ll take his money when he dies of old age.
Katherine: Mmmphhhmmmph.
Angela: Now, Angela, it’s not ladylike to talk with your mouth full.
She laughed at her own joke and Katherine was insulted that she would call her by her own name, she wasn’t Angie and she never would be, clothing swap or not.
When she arrived in Rochester, Angela pulled up to the gate and told the guard she was transferring a prisoner and gave him a copy. The guard looked it over and then let her in the lot. Once in the parking lot, Angela parked the van and got out. Two orderlies and a man in a business suit came out to greet her.
Man: I’m Dr. Marrow, are you Dr. Katherine Mitchell.
Angela: Yes, I am, Dr. Marrow, but please call me Kate.
Man: Sure, but tell me Kate. Why is it that you’re a day late, I was expecting Ms. Perkins yesterday evening.
Angela: Sorry about that, she knocked me out and then took me to a motel where she did naughty lesbian things to me. But luckily I broke free and managed to knock her out with thorizine. I was able to get my clothes back on and subdue her until morning, and here I am.
Dr. Marrow: Well, thank goodness you’re alright, Doctor, we were quite concerned. I’ll let the hospital know you’ve brought her.
Angela: No need, Doctor, I’ll be heading back there after I leave your facility.
Katherine tried to speak, but Angela put an arm around you.
Angela: Don’t worry, sweetie, these men are going to take good care of you, I promise. Just promise me that you won’t tickle people in here, like you did at my hospital.
Katherine just glared at her, eyes glowing with hatred.
Angela: Yeah, in addition to being a lesbian, she also has some bizarre fetishes for feet and tickling others after stripping them naked. It’s all in her file, Dr. Marrow.
Dr. Marrow: Thank you. But wasn’t this girl a blonde, I seem to recall seeing a photo of her at the-
Angela: Well, that’s because she tied me up and then went to all the trouble to dye her hair and try to escape in my rather expensive wardrobe. Luckily I got to her in time, otherwise I’d be the one being locked up.
Dr. Marrow: Touche, touché, I’ll take her file and transfer papers.
Angela handed the file and transfer order to the doctor, and then asked them to give her a moment with Angela. The did so and walked towards the entrance. Angela turned to face Katherine with her back turned to the doctor.
Angela: Now, be a good girl, Angie. Enjoy your new home, and I’ll be visiting you shortly.
Katherine felt the waterworks happen again, and looked pleadingly at this crazed blonde who just stole her identity. But Angie had no remorse whatsoever, and then signaled for the guards to take Katherine away.
Once the orderlies grabbed Katherine, she fought like mad, roaring through the tape and crying through it. One of the orderlies picked up Katherine by her legs while the other held her arms. Katherine’s flip flops came off during the struggle as she was taken inside the maximum security sanitarium. The last thing Angela saw of Katherine were her bare feet kicking in the air as the orderly tried to steady them from kicking.
Angela: Yeah, sorry about the tape, but she’s a biter.
She bared her left wrist to show Dr. Marrow teeth marks. Little did he know that they were her own teeth marks, that she made herself to make it convincing.
Dr. Marrow: Not to worry, Dr. Mitchell, we’ll see to it that rarely gets to open her mouth when around people. And since she has problems playing nice with others, we’ll keep her isolated.
Angela: Good to know, Doctor, have a wonderful day.
Then Angela turned to get inside the van, and then started it up. Dr. Marrow waved goodbye and then went to check his latest patient into his ward. Angela drove away with a big smile on her face, she would park the van at the sanitarium and then steal Katherine’s van and head for the airport.
The next stop for her would be a nice isolated island……
DON’T WORRY, I WILL ONE DAY WRITE ONE LAST INSTALLMENT AND I WILL DECIDE THE FATES OF THE SHRINK AND HER SWITCH
Hell, Angie had stripped her naked with such ease, thanks to Katherine being tied up. This girl had crossed the line big time, and would be severely punished for her crimes. Kidnapping her doctor, tying her up, stripping her clothes off, and tickling her while using her tongue all over her body in the process. Her reputation stood in the balance, how could she ever show herself at a Mental Health Conference ever again, with everyone in her field knowing what had happened to her. If the pictures Angie took had surfaced, she would have to leave the country, no doubt about it. Still, the knowledge of this incident might create massive revenue for the book she had gotten permission to publish about her life and professional career.
Katherine’s thoughts were interrupted by the sound of footsteps entering the room, and the psychiatrist instinctively curled her toes at Angie’s arrival.
Angela: Awwww, look whose toesie woesies are all scrunched up. Don’t worry little piggies, I’m not going to harm you. At least not yet, he he he!
Katherine: Angie, can’t we go out to eat and discuss this like adults, there has to be some sort of arrangement we can make to let me go.
Angela: First of all, I am going to let you go. As thrilling as it would be to keep you as my tickle toy forever, I just can’t bring myself to hogging you when you can be helping other people.
That was the first good news that Katherine had heard in the last couple hours. Finally, Angie had come to her senses. Now all she had to do was play along a little while longer and all would be well.
Angela: Secondly, I have no desire for us to go out to eat. However, I would like to eat you out.
Katherine shuddered at the thought of Angie going down on her, something that she reserved only for those who urinated while standing with the seat up.
Angela: First, I’m going to give you a little treat. Open your mouth.
Katherine: I’m not kissing you, Angie.
Angela: If I wanted a kiss, I would squeeze your boobs until you got so turned on that it’d be impossible to find the off switch. Come on, open your mouth.
Katherine bit her lip tightly in defiance.
Angela: No tricks, I promise, it’s something tasty.
Katherine finally pried her lips open and let her mouth gap a bit. Then she felt a straw between her lips and then all of sudden she felt something cold fill in her mouth. It tasted like……. Ready Whip?
Angela: Ha, I just blew my load of whipped cream in your mouth, do you like?
Katherine would’ve answered but her mouth was full. She swallowed all the whipped cream and then licked her lips in delight. It was delicious, she had to admit that, although she didn’t care for Angie’s reference.
Katherine: I used to do that all the time when I was a teenager, so yes.
Angela: Glad to hear it, now it’s my turn to have some.
But instead of shooting the whipped cream into her mouth, Angie sprayed some all over Katherine’s bare belly. Katherine wasn’t expecting that, so naturally she gave a yelp when she felt the cream hit her middle.
Katherine: Yooooow, that stuff is cooooold!
Angela: Don’t worry, Kate, I’ll get you hot in no time.
Kate shuddered as she felt Angie place her hands down on her thighs. Then she felt a warm tongue licking all the cold whipped cream off her ticklish tummy.
Katherine: EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHEEEEEEEE OH MY!
Angela (between licks) Good, (lick) you’re really (lick) enjoying this, after all (lick).
Katherine tittered and wheezed as she felt Angie lick around her navel and start to plant soft kisses on the navel as well.
Katherine: Noooohooooooh I’m naahaaaaaooot.
Angela: Liar, liar, panties on fire.
Angela looked down and saw a very tiny wet spot on Katherine’s satin panties and touched it, feeling how sticky the little spot was.
Angela: Ha ha, pun intended. You are getting turned on by me. Soon, you’ll beg me to put out the fire raging inside your rarely drilled wall. And (kiss) just wait (kiss) until (kiss)you’re completely (kiss) bare (bare) naked! Wearing (kiss and lick) nothing (kiss and lick) but a smile.
That was enough, Katherine didn’t care what happened to her anymore, her career and life were already ruined. From this point on, she would no longer be the good natured, mature, professional shrink. The caged beast that lay dormant inside her was just waiting to get out and Katherine was going to make it happen.
Katherine: Fuck you, Angela, do whatever you want to me but know that you’re nothing but a loony toon psychopathic slut who takes after her cheap whore mother.
That hit a nerve inside the crazed blonde, and in her own demented mind, she felt betrayed by Katherine for disrespecting her mother and role model. Angela clenched her teeth and her beast was now coming out too.
Angela: YOU FUCKING ****!
Angela gave a loud growl and jumped on top of Katherine, and pinched her nipples.
Katherine: OWWOWWWWWW FUUUUUCK!
Angela: Then she squeezed Katherine’s busty boobs and lowered her head to bite on her shrink’s neck like a vampire.
Katherine: AAAAAAAHHHHH STOP BITING ME YOU BITCH!
Angela: No, Doctor, you’re my bitch, I OWN YOU, I OWN YOUR FEET, YOUR TITS, AND I’M ABOUT TO OWN YOUR PARKED PUSSY, MUAH HA HA HAAAAA!
Angela was now laughing like the mad psychopath she truly was. Mad as a hatter, and she now nibbled more gently on Katherine’s neck while tickling her nipples.
Katherine: EEEEEEEHEEEEHEEEE OOOOOOHOOOOOOH!
Angela: Ha, you like that don’t you, slave bitch. You love it when Mistress Angie tickles your nippies, don’t you? DON’T YOU?
Katherine: OOOOOH YESSSSSS I do, Angie!
Angela: Mistress, you will now call me your mistress!
Katherine: Okay, Mistress!
Angela: That’s a good girl, now it’s feet time!
Katherine: No, NOT THE FEET!
Angela hopped down and tickled Katherine’s left foot with all ten fingernails. Starting from the heel and working her way up the arch, the balls, and the toes.
Angela: Ha, ha, ha, I got these feet, your bare feet. Your smelly size nine feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I got your feet, I got the feet, I got the feet. THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEET, THE FEEEEEEEEEEEEET!
Katherine howled as the nails prodded her from heel to toe. Her toes wiggled to try and shake off Angie’s nails but it was no use. Then Katherine’s toes curled up tight in defiance.
Angela: Heheheheehee, tickle, tickle, tickle. Awww, why are these toes scrunching up, I’ll just have to pry them apart and tickle in between em.
Katherine: EHEHEAHAHAHAHHAAHAAAAA ANGIE DON’T DO THAHAHAHAHAAT T AGAIN!
But Angela pried her toes apart, only this time she didn’t use her nails, she used her tongue to slide in between each toes.
Katherine: NAAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAAT THAT!
Then Angela sucked on all five toes on the left foot, and then repeated the procedure on the right. Katherine whimpered and giggled in between moans that escaped from her lips from the toe sucking as it was beginning to have an effect on her libido.
Katherine: OOOOOOOHOOOOH YESSSSSSSSS!
Angela: I knew you’d end up liking my toe jobs. Did you know I sucked over a thirty dicks by the time I was twenty. Be grateful you’re getting a pro to suck your feet.
Katherine would’ve been turned off by that ordinarily, but she was too lost in the lust with her feet getting loved up by Angela’s kissing and sucking. She favored the shrink’s soft soles and her not so chubby toes with nicely trimmed toenails.
Angela: I just may have to paint these pretty toenails, maybe we can have a sleepover sometime, whatta ya say, Doc?
Katherine: EEEEK SURE, WHAAAHAHAHAHAAATEVER YOU SAY, OOOOOH OH DOOHOOHN’T SUCK MY TOHOOHOOES ANYMOROOROORE!
Angela stopped and then began to tickle Katherine’s panty covered pussy. Katherine opened her mouth and her whole body began to spasm. The wet spot had grown and her satin panties were now more damp than before. Angela caressed the waistband of Katherine’s underwear, making the brunette quiver. Then Angela got on the bed, so that she was close to Katherine’s ear.
Angela: Guess what, Kate, it’s time to take these creamy panties off you now. I want you to be my bare naked girl!
Then she licked her doctor’s ear, and Katherine gave a sigh of delight. Unable to do anything as Angela peeled down her wet panties so they were stuck to her ankles. Now Katherine was stark naked and spread open like a book. Her cheeks burned with humilation as Angela could now see her nude body. Then she felt Angela’s tiny toes toying with her stiffened nipples, and then she heard the sound of a mellow humming and figured it was a vibrator. Sure enough when the machine struck her naked pussy, Katherine felt her body quake as she pumped her love honey. Screaming with pleasure and erotic lust, the shrink was in orgasmic heaven. Angela was even surprised, and her beady eyes lit up when she saw all the cream forming in Katherine’s love nubbin.
Angela: I think I need to clear this landing strip, so that it’s possible for jets to fly into home base, hehehe.
The crazed blonde shoved her face into the shrink’s mound and then another scream of pleasure echoed throughout the whole motel room. When she was done, Katherine felt her toes go numb, and then felt the blindfold come off.
Katherine: That unfortunately, felt good, really good.
Angela: Of course it did, now shhhhhh!
Angela covered up Katherine’s nudity, and then kissed the older woman on the lips and rubbed her sweaty hair back. Soon enough, snores could be heard from beneath the covers.
The next morning……
Katherine awoke to the ray of sunshine peaking through the blinds from the window. She noticed that she was dressed but her hands and ankles were still tied but not to the bed. Then she got a better look at her wardrobe, and was shocked to see that it was the hospital gown that Angela had worn yesterday. Then the next sight she saw was even more astounding.
In walked Angela, wearing Katherine’s suit, minus the stockings, and she had even died her hair brown to look even more like Katherine. There was even a pair of glasses that resembled Katherine’s as well, round frames and brown rims to match her hair. It was almost like the film Single White Female.
Katherine: Angela, what is going on, why are you wearing my clothes. Why am I wearing this gown?
Angela: Do I have to spell everything out for you, I thought you went to an Ivy League college. I’m switching places with you, which includes your clothes, shoes, and hair color. Oh and I even replaced the photo on your badge and Driver’s License with a picture of me. And then I posted a picture of you on my file, aren’t I so cleaver?
Katherine: You won’t get away with this, Angela, people at work are going to recognize you, and then they’ll come looking for me?
Angela: First of all, I’m not going to work at the Mental Hospital, even though they do say that sometimes the crazy ones get through to patients better than the suits. I am fleeing, with your credit card and your car, while you take my place at the Maximum Security Ward in Rochester. Since it’s maximum security, I doubt you’ll get many visitors, or even none at all. No one will be able to find you or me, and it’s because I outwitted my sexy shrink, hehehe.
Katherine: No, Angie, please don’t take me to the nut house, I can’t take it there.
Angela: Oh, don’t worry, I’ll come visit you. Then maybe we can do more of this Erotic Therapy, I do believe we made progress last night.
Katherine: NO, HELP, SOMEBODY HELP ME, I’M BEING HELD AGAINST MY WILL!
Frustrated Angela grabbed her sock and shoved it into Katherine’s mouth, and then tied a scarf around it to keep the sock intact. Katherine muffled her screams into the gag and made a face after tasting Angela’s sweaty sock.
Angela: Shut up, shut up, or I’ll spank your sweet ass!
Katherine quieted down, and Angela sat down to put on a tan pair of stockings. Katherine felt tears roll down her eyes as she kept quiet and watched her get dressed.
Angela: Ugh, I can’t believe that you wear these things. They’re hot, itchy, and they make my feet sweaty. Kind of like yours, eh Kate? Oh and you’re probably wondering where your stockings are. Well, they are in your purse, errrr, I mean my purse. Along with your digital camera with pics I snapped of you last night, and your satin panties. I want to smell your pussy and feet whenever I want, so that’s why I am taking them. Besides don’t psychos like me, collect trophies.
After sliding on the tan stockings, she put on Katherine’s pumps which were a little too big.
Angela: Almost a perfect fit, but at least I have freedom to wiggle my toes.
Then she placed her flip flops on Katherine’s bare feet, but not before kissing them once more.
Angela: Bye, little piggies, I’ll come visit you soon.
Katherine whimpered in her gag quietly as the flip flops were put on her feet. Then she felt herself get stood up, and ushered out the door.
One hour later….
Angela smiled as she drove Katherine’s van with her disheveled psychiatrist riding shotgun. Hard to believe that they were in different seats than yesterday. Katherine shivered as all she had on was a gown and white cotton panties and flip flops that exposed her feet to the cool air. The gag had been taken out and replaced by duct tape, which kept Katherine quiet. There were handcuffs on each wrist, and her ankles were tied with the scarf that had been in her mouth.
Angela: So yeah, I was thinking of using your fortune to go on a nice vacation, possibly in the Bahamas, then maybe find me a sugar daddy. Some old lonely man who needs a trophy wife to keep his viagra filled cock company. Sure, why not, then I’ll take his money when he dies of old age.
Katherine: Mmmphhhmmmph.
Angela: Now, Angela, it’s not ladylike to talk with your mouth full.
She laughed at her own joke and Katherine was insulted that she would call her by her own name, she wasn’t Angie and she never would be, clothing swap or not.
When she arrived in Rochester, Angela pulled up to the gate and told the guard she was transferring a prisoner and gave him a copy. The guard looked it over and then let her in the lot. Once in the parking lot, Angela parked the van and got out. Two orderlies and a man in a business suit came out to greet her.
Man: I’m Dr. Marrow, are you Dr. Katherine Mitchell.
Angela: Yes, I am, Dr. Marrow, but please call me Kate.
Man: Sure, but tell me Kate. Why is it that you’re a day late, I was expecting Ms. Perkins yesterday evening.
Angela: Sorry about that, she knocked me out and then took me to a motel where she did naughty lesbian things to me. But luckily I broke free and managed to knock her out with thorizine. I was able to get my clothes back on and subdue her until morning, and here I am.
Dr. Marrow: Well, thank goodness you’re alright, Doctor, we were quite concerned. I’ll let the hospital know you’ve brought her.
Angela: No need, Doctor, I’ll be heading back there after I leave your facility.
Katherine tried to speak, but Angela put an arm around you.
Angela: Don’t worry, sweetie, these men are going to take good care of you, I promise. Just promise me that you won’t tickle people in here, like you did at my hospital.
Katherine just glared at her, eyes glowing with hatred.
Angela: Yeah, in addition to being a lesbian, she also has some bizarre fetishes for feet and tickling others after stripping them naked. It’s all in her file, Dr. Marrow.
Dr. Marrow: Thank you. But wasn’t this girl a blonde, I seem to recall seeing a photo of her at the-
Angela: Well, that’s because she tied me up and then went to all the trouble to dye her hair and try to escape in my rather expensive wardrobe. Luckily I got to her in time, otherwise I’d be the one being locked up.
Dr. Marrow: Touche, touché, I’ll take her file and transfer papers.
Angela handed the file and transfer order to the doctor, and then asked them to give her a moment with Angela. The did so and walked towards the entrance. Angela turned to face Katherine with her back turned to the doctor.
Angela: Now, be a good girl, Angie. Enjoy your new home, and I’ll be visiting you shortly.
Katherine felt the waterworks happen again, and looked pleadingly at this crazed blonde who just stole her identity. But Angie had no remorse whatsoever, and then signaled for the guards to take Katherine away.
Once the orderlies grabbed Katherine, she fought like mad, roaring through the tape and crying through it. One of the orderlies picked up Katherine by her legs while the other held her arms. Katherine’s flip flops came off during the struggle as she was taken inside the maximum security sanitarium. The last thing Angela saw of Katherine were her bare feet kicking in the air as the orderly tried to steady them from kicking.
Angela: Yeah, sorry about the tape, but she’s a biter.
She bared her left wrist to show Dr. Marrow teeth marks. Little did he know that they were her own teeth marks, that she made herself to make it convincing.
Dr. Marrow: Not to worry, Dr. Mitchell, we’ll see to it that rarely gets to open her mouth when around people. And since she has problems playing nice with others, we’ll keep her isolated.
Angela: Good to know, Doctor, have a wonderful day.
Then Angela turned to get inside the van, and then started it up. Dr. Marrow waved goodbye and then went to check his latest patient into his ward. Angela drove away with a big smile on her face, she would park the van at the sanitarium and then steal Katherine’s van and head for the airport.
The next stop for her would be a nice isolated island……
DON’T WORRY, I WILL ONE DAY WRITE ONE LAST INSTALLMENT AND I WILL DECIDE THE FATES OF THE SHRINK AND HER SWITCH
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