Hey guys, longtime lurker. Been pretty bored recently, decided to take a shot at some stories. Please give me any feedback you’d like.
This story includes tickling, smelling feet, bondage, domination and extreme torture.
I know some of you guys don’t like some of those things, but as my first story I decided to include all of my favorite fetishes. I’ll write more in the future about super specific stuff or omit things that I know not everyone likes (smelly feet for example). I did it all in one sitting, took me an hour or so, any criticism is welcomed. Anyway, it’s quite long but enjoy!
INTRO
The school year was coming to a close and 21 year old Bridget could not wait to move into her new apartment with her best friend Angelica. These two beautiful girls had met in their college as freshmen and they hit it off from the beginning. They were both very attractive, yet they never seemed to be interested in the shallow and frivolous college parties and weekend dazes.
Bridget was 5’9 and had very large feet, size 10 and her toes were rather long as well. She had vibrant and long brown hair and had a perfect hourglass figure. Green eyes and a model face, she was no stranger to attention from the opposite sex.
Angelica was a red haired goddess with ravishing features. She also had large feet, size 11, but not so large in comparison to her tall stature; she measured 6’1 and had a very athletic body. Blue eyes and freckles, Angelica actually looked like a professional model.
PART 1
The year was over and Bridget was heading to her new apartment with Angelica, Angelica was driving and Bridget simply enjoyed looking outside the window during the ride while smoking a cigarette. As they got there, they began to unpack everything (furniture was already there from some previous trips), both ladies went to their designated rooms and began to settle in. After all the tedious tasks were done Bridget stepped outside for a cigarette and Angelica stumbled upon her laptop on the kitchen table. Angelica was going to check if there were any new movies out and a chance to check out the city. As Bridget enjoyed the warm afternoon and the smoke of her cigarette, Angelica looked at some movie sites on the internet until she stumbled upon Bridget’s browsing history. There were sites that had to do with tickling, feet, domination, Angelica wasn’t new to pornography or fetishes, but for some reason she couldn’t figure out why it all seemed so weird.
Realizing that it had been a long day, she remembered the names of the sites in her head and went to her room to write them down. When she was done with that she meticulously came back to the living room as if nothing had happened. Bridget came back into the house and told Angelica she was going to pass out, the day had been exhausting.
Angelica, still very curious, lied to Bridget and told her she’d be going to bed too. Angelica quickly got on her laptop and began to look at the websites. Time started to fly, after a few hours, Angelica had realized what it was all about and she started to device a plan for her perverted girlfriend.
PART 2
Two weeks of summer had gone by and the apartment was fantastic. No noisy neighbors, perfect temperature, close enough to everything; it was going to be a great vacation for both girls. Behind the shroud of balance and harmony, however, sneaky Angelica had been ordering “materials” online that would aid her with her plan. After realizing that Bridget had an obvious foot, tickling, and bondage/domination fetish, Angelica decided to buy the following materials, itching powder, KY touch massage, a new pointy hair brush, plaster and lots of duct tape. Angelica’s sweaty soles were the final ingredient.
Angelica had a very well thought out plan. She was going to indulge Bridget into a celebratory night for the years to come and for the success with the new apartment. It was Friday night, and Bridget had not showered for a week or so, the “date night” was going to occur in a few hours and Bridget was making her way to the shower when Angelica approached her and said;
“Hey Bridge, are you going to shower just now?”
“Yeah, I’m just getting ready for our “date”, hehe, besides I smell so bad! I’m glad you finally fixed the bathroom.”
“I love the way you smell, silly! But hey listen, before you shower would you mind helping me finish this wine? I’m going to the store for some real classy stuff in a bit, just down this with me before I leave, pretty please?”
Angelica’s plan had begun. She purposely told Bridget that the bathroom wasn’t working a week ago so she would start smelling, Angelica had also taken the liberty of jogging and wearing the same socks for a few days for her soon to be slave girl’s fantasy. The wine that Angelica mentioned had been spiked; Angelica got her hands on some sleeping pills and gave the glass to Bridget. A few minutes passed after Bridget downed the wine and she was already feeling dizzy.
“Um, Angie? I feel funny…”
“What’s wrong, Bree? Here, sit down with me.”
“I feel really tired for some reason, what’s going on?”
As Angie heard those words, Bridget closed her eyes and Angelica’s smile began to widen. It was all about to unfold for poor Bridget.
PART 3
Angelica dragged Bridget’s body to her room and placed her on top of her bed. Luckily for both gals, this bed had a frame that extended upward with a circular metal design that allowed for Bridget’s feet to fit perfectly. Angelica began to undress Bridget and as she got to the underwear, she saw Bridge’ts perfect pussy and Angelica couldn’t help but to bite her lips in anticipation. Angelica was getting wet by just thinking about what was going to be happening soon. Her own fetish was being a mistress and she was also bisexual, perfect match for this wonderful opportunity. As she took off Bridget’s smelly socks off, she couldn’t help but to take a whiff of the aroma, she was actually not lying about liking Bridget’s smell. She began to play with herself a little but she regained her senses and realized that she had a short window to make the preparations.
She began by raising Bridget’s arms toward the ceiling and tying them together with duct tape. She tied them back to back, palms opposing from each other, making her armpits and body stretch out further. She then used the handcuffs, then she tied the handcuffs to a metal rod on top of the bed, it must have used to hold something before the girls moved it. It fit perfectly as Bridget’s perfect body was being stretched out already. Angelica began making out with Bridget in the ecstasy of the moment and she started sucking on Bridget’s perfect nipples. Angelica giggled and controlled herself as she got out the plaster. She duct taped Bridget’s legs together, like a mummy. Then she added the plaster back and forth until she was finally immobilized. The vagina and a few inches of thighs were still exposed; the rest was covered in plaster to the ankles. From the vagina up, Bridget’s beautiful sweat covered body has reflecting the light in the room. Angelica’s pussy was throbbing with excitement as she continued the process. She started tying Bridget’s big toes together and the pinky toes to the side. This way, not only can she not move her soles an inch, the illusion that wiggling her 3 middle toes will do anything excites Angelica the more. Angelica blinded her with an old pair of nylons lying around and some extra cloth to secure it further. She went back to Bridge’s feet and sat down right next to the vulnerable and smelly bare soles.
“Man do these feet stink, anyway, I think it’s time to wake up this sleepyhead.”
1 hour had passed since Bridget had been drugged, Angelica threw water on her face and told her to wake up. Bridget started coughing and breathing heavily.
“Hi, Bree, Are you comfy?”
“What, what’s going on, I can’t move, I can’t see, Angie are you there?”
“Yeah, I’m here baby, and by the way, you should start calling me Mistress Angelica from now on if you know what’s good for you, you perverted girl.”
“Huh? What the fuck are you talking about, what the fuck is going on, where the fuck am I?!!”
“You see, dear, a few weeks ago I stumbled upon your little history on your laptop, and well, I decided that since you’re my dear friend, I wanted to help out.”
“Angie, stop, this isn’t funny; let me out please!”
“Let you out? Didn’t I tell you not to call me Angie? It’s Mistress Angelica for you, slave girl. You better obey me or the punishment will be severe!”
“Ok... Mistress Angelica, please listen, those websites weren’t even mine, I swear, I was just curious, that’s all, let me out please, I’m begging youuu!!”
“Begging? You have yet to know the meaning of begging you dirty girl. You were just curious? I happen to have seen the dates on the sites you know, your account on those websites says you’ve been going there for quite a while. Haha, too bad, cat’s outta the bag, Bree.”
“…”
“Speechless, are we? Well in that case you won’t be talking anymore. If I recall you like to smell feet huh, girl? Well, let’s start by gagging you with my dirty socks!”
Angelica took off her sweat stained socks and gagged Bridget with them, before Bridget could even scream she was muffling into the sweaty cloth and grunting like a pig. She covered her mouth with duct tape and went back to sitting down by her feet.
“So, comfy? As you can imagine, you’re not going anywhere and I’m going to enjoy myself, you should try to do the same, I emphasize on the “try”, hahahah.”
Bridget began to scream as loud as she could but nothing came out, despite her screams her nipples were rock hard and her pussy was getting wet.
“Oh my, it seems you’re enjoying this and I haven’t even started doing what you like the most, you really are a pervert! Oh well, soon enough it’ll be tears.”
“By the way, did anyone ever tell you, you have really cute feet? And they are quite big too, your toes are so long as well! I love every part of you Bree, too bad you belong to me now, and I’m going to torture every last bit of this perfect body.”
Bridget muffled once more and her body was aching with the anticipation of her sadistic friend, was Bree enjoying this, or was it going to become her worst nightmare?
PART 4
Angelica pressed her long fingernail against Bree’s vulnerable bare soles and Bree jumped at the touch. Angelica giggled as she saw Bree’s toes try to wiggle away.
“You’re not going anywhere, stinky Bree.”
Angelica started pressing her fingernail on her left sole once again and this time she dug deep and went downward towards the heel. Bree’s upperboddy was swirling back and forth at the touch of Mistress Angelica.
“Oh my goodness Bree, I never knew you were this ticklish. This is getting better and better.”
She pressed her nails onto the other sole and proceeded to do the same, Bridget was tensing up her tights in order to fight it, yet she soon became a slave to the sensation. As Mistress Angelica decided to take things a bit more serious, she began to use all of her nails on the sweaty soles of poor Bridget, she attacked the barefeet of this goddess with all of her might and the only thing Bridget could do was bear the agony. Her soles were at the mercy of this sadistic vixen who knew exactly that deep down Bridget was craving for her sexy soles to be tortured for ages.
“Enough of that, my hands are getting tired, you look a little sweaty there, Bree. Having fun?”
Bree just swong her body about and screamed some more in hopes the sadistic captor would maybe show some mercy.
“No, we haven’t even started, and if you yell at me through my socks one more fucking time, Bree, we’re going to have a problem.”
Bridget didn’t say anything but deep down she knew that she was at Angie’s whim and she was beginning to enjoy it.
“I heard from a friend that this lotion makes your skin very sensitive, and since you’re already so ticklish, I wanted to give it a try.”
The nails were enough for Bridget and she knew that after the jelly there was no way she could even begin to fight the tickling. She knew her mind was about to be broken.
“Hmm, now that I think about it, the lotion can wait. Your feet still stink like vinegar and cheese, I’m going to wash them, don’t move… just kidding, I’ll be right back.”
Angelica returned with soap and water and her new coarse brush. She started sucking on Bridget’s feet and smelling in between her toes, Angelica was in ecstasy as her senses reminded her that she was in full control of Bridget’s destiny.
“I fucking love the way your feet smell, too bad for me they’re about to be squeaky clean.”
She got the soap and water and began to gently massage them onto the long soles of Bridget. This actually felt good for a change, it tickled slightly because of Bridget’s hyper sensitivity, but in comparison to the nails it was a break. Quite a short break, however. Angelica got the brush and began to scrub her soles in a rhythmic pattern. The sensation of the hundreds of bristles against the delicate soles of Bridget’s sent her into a state of extreme euphoria. Her feet were being tickle tortured by her sadistic girlfriend and she was unable to do a single thing to defend herself. Dancing between the line of heaven and hell, the torture was pure delight. Bridget couldn’t help but to scream inside her mind “More, more, punish me, Mistress Angelica. Tickle my soles, torture me!” The brushing and scrubbing lasted for 30 minutes, Angelica said nothing until the very end;
“Did that tickle, Bree? Don’t worry, I just couldn’t stand such pretty feet smelling so bad. Oh, man; you should see yourself, all hot and bothered, I can’t stop staring at you.”
Mistress Angelica’s voice was teasing Bridget, this only excited our poor Bridget more and more, she loved being teased and dominated. Not only did the sensation of tickling turn her on, the addition of a teasing mistress was many times more erotic.
Angelica gave a final whiff in between her toes once again and concluded that they were clean enough for the next phase.
“Well, your soles seem to be pretty clean now. Now where did I put that lotion?”
Angelica got the infamous lotion and began to spread some of it on her hands.
“Ah, this does feel weird; I wonder what it’ll do to your feet, Bree. Let’s find out.”
She dipped her fingers into the container and began to rub the lotion against Bridget’s sensitive naked soles. Bridget tried to wiggle her toes but at this point it had become painful to even try, she had accepted her fate and what was to come. As her mistress rubbed the lotion in between her toes and arches Bridget was beginning to lose her mind in anticipation. The cream was starting to take effect; Bridget’s soles felt even the air tickle them as it swayed about the room.
“How’s that, Bree? I still have much more for later, so don’t worry, this won’t be the last time you feel this vulnerable, I promise you that, you naughty girl.”
Angelica giggled, knowing that Bridget was about to feel a sensation she could not even dream of understanding.
“Oh, I almost forgot, apparently if you dry the soles of the feet they become more sensitive, who woulda thought? Well, good for me I have my hair dryer here.”
Bridget had seen her share of tickling porn to know that heating up soles would intensify the sensitivity even further, Bridget started to sway her body back and forth and shaking her head as her muffled screams were stolen by the dirty socks.
“Are you that worried, Bree? It shouldn’t be so bad, besides, if you don’t bear the tickling now, I don’t know what I’ll do to you when I get really serious, one more scream from you miss and you’re not leaving with your sanity.”
Bridget was getting wet in anticipation and from the tease, she knew that this night was going to be incredible but she also knew that the tickling that was about to commence would be unfathomable.
“Wet? I got so carried away myself I forgot you’re actually enjoying this, what a freak. Anyway, time to cook these soles, Bree.”
Angelica turned the hair dryer to full power and began to carefully heat up the jelly on her soles. Bree’s barefeet were turning red and she was having mild body thrusts from time to time, this indicated Angelica that she was feeling too much heat. Angelica, being a sadistic bitch, left the dryer on during Bree’s squeals and not until Bree screamed heavily into her gag did Angelica even think of switching to another spot on Bridget’s sensitive soles.
“Oh my, these soles look ready to be tickled, I tell you Bree, watching you like this really turns me on. I can’t wait til’ later. You don’t even know what’s coming!”
Angelica got her brush again and placed her fingernail right below the toes, she noticed that just by this Bridget had let out a whimpering cry of defeat. Angelica was ecstatic to see the effects of the lotion plus the skin drying treatment. She moved her nail from the top through her arch towards her heel. Bridget bounced back at this and continued to whimper into her dirty gag. Angelica realized that Bridget’s hypersensitive soles were about to be tortured into a new dimension. She walked up to Bridget and said;
“I think you’ll like this.”
She gave her a kiss on the cheek and then she headed back to her chair next to Bridget’s soles. She got her brush and started defiling her soles. She started with both soles at the same time, Bridget began to move like crazy and her pussy was wet and throbbing insanely. Angelica took note of this and brushed faster and harder. Bridget began to cry and her whimpers had now become silent, Angelica noticed the tears dripping down through her blindfold and began to smile. She continued tickling and then started hearing moans of pleasure coming from Bridget. Bridget was actually having multiple orgasms at the sensation being produced by the tickling. Angelica saw her pussy squirt and her feet began to wiggle even a little through the bondage. Bridget was in pure ecstasy and Angelica began to play with her pussy with one hand as she tickled Bridget’s soles with the brush on the other. Angelica came in a matter of seconds, she also squirted for 10 seconds and after she came she regained her composure and continued tickling the tired soles of her slave girl Bridget. A good 40 minutes passed since the girls’ orgasm, and Bridget was still being tickled by the relentless brush. At this point Bridget was close, if not already, to losing her mind. Not a single sound came out of her and Angelica looked worried so she stopped tickling and realized that Bridget had actually fainted from the shock to her nervous system. Angelica smiled, took Bridget’s gag off and seductively began to make out with her slave. Bridget had passed out and Angelica was also rather tired from what had happened. It was far from over, but tonight was gone. Angelica brought her chair next to the bed and put her smelly feet on top of Bridget’s pussy and closed her eyes. Tomorrow the real fun begins.
This story includes tickling, smelling feet, bondage, domination and extreme torture.
I know some of you guys don’t like some of those things, but as my first story I decided to include all of my favorite fetishes. I’ll write more in the future about super specific stuff or omit things that I know not everyone likes (smelly feet for example). I did it all in one sitting, took me an hour or so, any criticism is welcomed. Anyway, it’s quite long but enjoy!
INTRO
The school year was coming to a close and 21 year old Bridget could not wait to move into her new apartment with her best friend Angelica. These two beautiful girls had met in their college as freshmen and they hit it off from the beginning. They were both very attractive, yet they never seemed to be interested in the shallow and frivolous college parties and weekend dazes.
Bridget was 5’9 and had very large feet, size 10 and her toes were rather long as well. She had vibrant and long brown hair and had a perfect hourglass figure. Green eyes and a model face, she was no stranger to attention from the opposite sex.
Angelica was a red haired goddess with ravishing features. She also had large feet, size 11, but not so large in comparison to her tall stature; she measured 6’1 and had a very athletic body. Blue eyes and freckles, Angelica actually looked like a professional model.
PART 1
The year was over and Bridget was heading to her new apartment with Angelica, Angelica was driving and Bridget simply enjoyed looking outside the window during the ride while smoking a cigarette. As they got there, they began to unpack everything (furniture was already there from some previous trips), both ladies went to their designated rooms and began to settle in. After all the tedious tasks were done Bridget stepped outside for a cigarette and Angelica stumbled upon her laptop on the kitchen table. Angelica was going to check if there were any new movies out and a chance to check out the city. As Bridget enjoyed the warm afternoon and the smoke of her cigarette, Angelica looked at some movie sites on the internet until she stumbled upon Bridget’s browsing history. There were sites that had to do with tickling, feet, domination, Angelica wasn’t new to pornography or fetishes, but for some reason she couldn’t figure out why it all seemed so weird.
Realizing that it had been a long day, she remembered the names of the sites in her head and went to her room to write them down. When she was done with that she meticulously came back to the living room as if nothing had happened. Bridget came back into the house and told Angelica she was going to pass out, the day had been exhausting.
Angelica, still very curious, lied to Bridget and told her she’d be going to bed too. Angelica quickly got on her laptop and began to look at the websites. Time started to fly, after a few hours, Angelica had realized what it was all about and she started to device a plan for her perverted girlfriend.
PART 2
Two weeks of summer had gone by and the apartment was fantastic. No noisy neighbors, perfect temperature, close enough to everything; it was going to be a great vacation for both girls. Behind the shroud of balance and harmony, however, sneaky Angelica had been ordering “materials” online that would aid her with her plan. After realizing that Bridget had an obvious foot, tickling, and bondage/domination fetish, Angelica decided to buy the following materials, itching powder, KY touch massage, a new pointy hair brush, plaster and lots of duct tape. Angelica’s sweaty soles were the final ingredient.
Angelica had a very well thought out plan. She was going to indulge Bridget into a celebratory night for the years to come and for the success with the new apartment. It was Friday night, and Bridget had not showered for a week or so, the “date night” was going to occur in a few hours and Bridget was making her way to the shower when Angelica approached her and said;
“Hey Bridge, are you going to shower just now?”
“Yeah, I’m just getting ready for our “date”, hehe, besides I smell so bad! I’m glad you finally fixed the bathroom.”
“I love the way you smell, silly! But hey listen, before you shower would you mind helping me finish this wine? I’m going to the store for some real classy stuff in a bit, just down this with me before I leave, pretty please?”
Angelica’s plan had begun. She purposely told Bridget that the bathroom wasn’t working a week ago so she would start smelling, Angelica had also taken the liberty of jogging and wearing the same socks for a few days for her soon to be slave girl’s fantasy. The wine that Angelica mentioned had been spiked; Angelica got her hands on some sleeping pills and gave the glass to Bridget. A few minutes passed after Bridget downed the wine and she was already feeling dizzy.
“Um, Angie? I feel funny…”
“What’s wrong, Bree? Here, sit down with me.”
“I feel really tired for some reason, what’s going on?”
As Angie heard those words, Bridget closed her eyes and Angelica’s smile began to widen. It was all about to unfold for poor Bridget.
PART 3
Angelica dragged Bridget’s body to her room and placed her on top of her bed. Luckily for both gals, this bed had a frame that extended upward with a circular metal design that allowed for Bridget’s feet to fit perfectly. Angelica began to undress Bridget and as she got to the underwear, she saw Bridge’ts perfect pussy and Angelica couldn’t help but to bite her lips in anticipation. Angelica was getting wet by just thinking about what was going to be happening soon. Her own fetish was being a mistress and she was also bisexual, perfect match for this wonderful opportunity. As she took off Bridget’s smelly socks off, she couldn’t help but to take a whiff of the aroma, she was actually not lying about liking Bridget’s smell. She began to play with herself a little but she regained her senses and realized that she had a short window to make the preparations.
She began by raising Bridget’s arms toward the ceiling and tying them together with duct tape. She tied them back to back, palms opposing from each other, making her armpits and body stretch out further. She then used the handcuffs, then she tied the handcuffs to a metal rod on top of the bed, it must have used to hold something before the girls moved it. It fit perfectly as Bridget’s perfect body was being stretched out already. Angelica began making out with Bridget in the ecstasy of the moment and she started sucking on Bridget’s perfect nipples. Angelica giggled and controlled herself as she got out the plaster. She duct taped Bridget’s legs together, like a mummy. Then she added the plaster back and forth until she was finally immobilized. The vagina and a few inches of thighs were still exposed; the rest was covered in plaster to the ankles. From the vagina up, Bridget’s beautiful sweat covered body has reflecting the light in the room. Angelica’s pussy was throbbing with excitement as she continued the process. She started tying Bridget’s big toes together and the pinky toes to the side. This way, not only can she not move her soles an inch, the illusion that wiggling her 3 middle toes will do anything excites Angelica the more. Angelica blinded her with an old pair of nylons lying around and some extra cloth to secure it further. She went back to Bridge’s feet and sat down right next to the vulnerable and smelly bare soles.
“Man do these feet stink, anyway, I think it’s time to wake up this sleepyhead.”
1 hour had passed since Bridget had been drugged, Angelica threw water on her face and told her to wake up. Bridget started coughing and breathing heavily.
“Hi, Bree, Are you comfy?”
“What, what’s going on, I can’t move, I can’t see, Angie are you there?”
“Yeah, I’m here baby, and by the way, you should start calling me Mistress Angelica from now on if you know what’s good for you, you perverted girl.”
“Huh? What the fuck are you talking about, what the fuck is going on, where the fuck am I?!!”
“You see, dear, a few weeks ago I stumbled upon your little history on your laptop, and well, I decided that since you’re my dear friend, I wanted to help out.”
“Angie, stop, this isn’t funny; let me out please!”
“Let you out? Didn’t I tell you not to call me Angie? It’s Mistress Angelica for you, slave girl. You better obey me or the punishment will be severe!”
“Ok... Mistress Angelica, please listen, those websites weren’t even mine, I swear, I was just curious, that’s all, let me out please, I’m begging youuu!!”
“Begging? You have yet to know the meaning of begging you dirty girl. You were just curious? I happen to have seen the dates on the sites you know, your account on those websites says you’ve been going there for quite a while. Haha, too bad, cat’s outta the bag, Bree.”
“…”
“Speechless, are we? Well in that case you won’t be talking anymore. If I recall you like to smell feet huh, girl? Well, let’s start by gagging you with my dirty socks!”
Angelica took off her sweat stained socks and gagged Bridget with them, before Bridget could even scream she was muffling into the sweaty cloth and grunting like a pig. She covered her mouth with duct tape and went back to sitting down by her feet.
“So, comfy? As you can imagine, you’re not going anywhere and I’m going to enjoy myself, you should try to do the same, I emphasize on the “try”, hahahah.”
Bridget began to scream as loud as she could but nothing came out, despite her screams her nipples were rock hard and her pussy was getting wet.
“Oh my, it seems you’re enjoying this and I haven’t even started doing what you like the most, you really are a pervert! Oh well, soon enough it’ll be tears.”
“By the way, did anyone ever tell you, you have really cute feet? And they are quite big too, your toes are so long as well! I love every part of you Bree, too bad you belong to me now, and I’m going to torture every last bit of this perfect body.”
Bridget muffled once more and her body was aching with the anticipation of her sadistic friend, was Bree enjoying this, or was it going to become her worst nightmare?
PART 4
Angelica pressed her long fingernail against Bree’s vulnerable bare soles and Bree jumped at the touch. Angelica giggled as she saw Bree’s toes try to wiggle away.
“You’re not going anywhere, stinky Bree.”
Angelica started pressing her fingernail on her left sole once again and this time she dug deep and went downward towards the heel. Bree’s upperboddy was swirling back and forth at the touch of Mistress Angelica.
“Oh my goodness Bree, I never knew you were this ticklish. This is getting better and better.”
She pressed her nails onto the other sole and proceeded to do the same, Bridget was tensing up her tights in order to fight it, yet she soon became a slave to the sensation. As Mistress Angelica decided to take things a bit more serious, she began to use all of her nails on the sweaty soles of poor Bridget, she attacked the barefeet of this goddess with all of her might and the only thing Bridget could do was bear the agony. Her soles were at the mercy of this sadistic vixen who knew exactly that deep down Bridget was craving for her sexy soles to be tortured for ages.
“Enough of that, my hands are getting tired, you look a little sweaty there, Bree. Having fun?”
Bree just swong her body about and screamed some more in hopes the sadistic captor would maybe show some mercy.
“No, we haven’t even started, and if you yell at me through my socks one more fucking time, Bree, we’re going to have a problem.”
Bridget didn’t say anything but deep down she knew that she was at Angie’s whim and she was beginning to enjoy it.
“I heard from a friend that this lotion makes your skin very sensitive, and since you’re already so ticklish, I wanted to give it a try.”
The nails were enough for Bridget and she knew that after the jelly there was no way she could even begin to fight the tickling. She knew her mind was about to be broken.
“Hmm, now that I think about it, the lotion can wait. Your feet still stink like vinegar and cheese, I’m going to wash them, don’t move… just kidding, I’ll be right back.”
Angelica returned with soap and water and her new coarse brush. She started sucking on Bridget’s feet and smelling in between her toes, Angelica was in ecstasy as her senses reminded her that she was in full control of Bridget’s destiny.
“I fucking love the way your feet smell, too bad for me they’re about to be squeaky clean.”
She got the soap and water and began to gently massage them onto the long soles of Bridget. This actually felt good for a change, it tickled slightly because of Bridget’s hyper sensitivity, but in comparison to the nails it was a break. Quite a short break, however. Angelica got the brush and began to scrub her soles in a rhythmic pattern. The sensation of the hundreds of bristles against the delicate soles of Bridget’s sent her into a state of extreme euphoria. Her feet were being tickle tortured by her sadistic girlfriend and she was unable to do a single thing to defend herself. Dancing between the line of heaven and hell, the torture was pure delight. Bridget couldn’t help but to scream inside her mind “More, more, punish me, Mistress Angelica. Tickle my soles, torture me!” The brushing and scrubbing lasted for 30 minutes, Angelica said nothing until the very end;
“Did that tickle, Bree? Don’t worry, I just couldn’t stand such pretty feet smelling so bad. Oh, man; you should see yourself, all hot and bothered, I can’t stop staring at you.”
Mistress Angelica’s voice was teasing Bridget, this only excited our poor Bridget more and more, she loved being teased and dominated. Not only did the sensation of tickling turn her on, the addition of a teasing mistress was many times more erotic.
Angelica gave a final whiff in between her toes once again and concluded that they were clean enough for the next phase.
“Well, your soles seem to be pretty clean now. Now where did I put that lotion?”
Angelica got the infamous lotion and began to spread some of it on her hands.
“Ah, this does feel weird; I wonder what it’ll do to your feet, Bree. Let’s find out.”
She dipped her fingers into the container and began to rub the lotion against Bridget’s sensitive naked soles. Bridget tried to wiggle her toes but at this point it had become painful to even try, she had accepted her fate and what was to come. As her mistress rubbed the lotion in between her toes and arches Bridget was beginning to lose her mind in anticipation. The cream was starting to take effect; Bridget’s soles felt even the air tickle them as it swayed about the room.
“How’s that, Bree? I still have much more for later, so don’t worry, this won’t be the last time you feel this vulnerable, I promise you that, you naughty girl.”
Angelica giggled, knowing that Bridget was about to feel a sensation she could not even dream of understanding.
“Oh, I almost forgot, apparently if you dry the soles of the feet they become more sensitive, who woulda thought? Well, good for me I have my hair dryer here.”
Bridget had seen her share of tickling porn to know that heating up soles would intensify the sensitivity even further, Bridget started to sway her body back and forth and shaking her head as her muffled screams were stolen by the dirty socks.
“Are you that worried, Bree? It shouldn’t be so bad, besides, if you don’t bear the tickling now, I don’t know what I’ll do to you when I get really serious, one more scream from you miss and you’re not leaving with your sanity.”
Bridget was getting wet in anticipation and from the tease, she knew that this night was going to be incredible but she also knew that the tickling that was about to commence would be unfathomable.
“Wet? I got so carried away myself I forgot you’re actually enjoying this, what a freak. Anyway, time to cook these soles, Bree.”
Angelica turned the hair dryer to full power and began to carefully heat up the jelly on her soles. Bree’s barefeet were turning red and she was having mild body thrusts from time to time, this indicated Angelica that she was feeling too much heat. Angelica, being a sadistic bitch, left the dryer on during Bree’s squeals and not until Bree screamed heavily into her gag did Angelica even think of switching to another spot on Bridget’s sensitive soles.
“Oh my, these soles look ready to be tickled, I tell you Bree, watching you like this really turns me on. I can’t wait til’ later. You don’t even know what’s coming!”
Angelica got her brush again and placed her fingernail right below the toes, she noticed that just by this Bridget had let out a whimpering cry of defeat. Angelica was ecstatic to see the effects of the lotion plus the skin drying treatment. She moved her nail from the top through her arch towards her heel. Bridget bounced back at this and continued to whimper into her dirty gag. Angelica realized that Bridget’s hypersensitive soles were about to be tortured into a new dimension. She walked up to Bridget and said;
“I think you’ll like this.”
She gave her a kiss on the cheek and then she headed back to her chair next to Bridget’s soles. She got her brush and started defiling her soles. She started with both soles at the same time, Bridget began to move like crazy and her pussy was wet and throbbing insanely. Angelica took note of this and brushed faster and harder. Bridget began to cry and her whimpers had now become silent, Angelica noticed the tears dripping down through her blindfold and began to smile. She continued tickling and then started hearing moans of pleasure coming from Bridget. Bridget was actually having multiple orgasms at the sensation being produced by the tickling. Angelica saw her pussy squirt and her feet began to wiggle even a little through the bondage. Bridget was in pure ecstasy and Angelica began to play with her pussy with one hand as she tickled Bridget’s soles with the brush on the other. Angelica came in a matter of seconds, she also squirted for 10 seconds and after she came she regained her composure and continued tickling the tired soles of her slave girl Bridget. A good 40 minutes passed since the girls’ orgasm, and Bridget was still being tickled by the relentless brush. At this point Bridget was close, if not already, to losing her mind. Not a single sound came out of her and Angelica looked worried so she stopped tickling and realized that Bridget had actually fainted from the shock to her nervous system. Angelica smiled, took Bridget’s gag off and seductively began to make out with her slave. Bridget had passed out and Angelica was also rather tired from what had happened. It was far from over, but tonight was gone. Angelica brought her chair next to the bed and put her smelly feet on top of Bridget’s pussy and closed her eyes. Tomorrow the real fun begins.
Looking forward to more of it. 
