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It was late summer in the year 2050. America had changed quite a bit from the earlier part of the century. Again organized crime was running rampant, they were able to avoid violence in most of their activities as new crime had new methods.
Sean was leaving his house one Saturday, when his wife Jessica who was still stunning with shoulder length red hair, and a body to die for called to him "enjoy the game honey, remember be home for dinner Samantha will be home for the last time before she has to go back to school" He replied "ok honey" as he closed the door. He had told his wife he was going to a friends house to watch the game, when in reality he was heading into town to visit the bar where his bookie had set up shop. His wife didn't know he was gambling, it had started off as just a little fun, and now he was in deeper then he could imagine to people who wanted their money. Today was a double header though and he had a good feeling on both games, today was the day he was going to turn it around.
He opened the doors and two security guards, recognizing his face lightly patted him down, and allowed him through. He went straight to the back doors where in front of him sat Frank. "Ahh my good old friend Sean, you coming into pay me today?" Said the bookie "No Frank, today I am going to win you over ....I just need one more game you'll see" Sean said. Frank replied with an almost evil grin "I shouldn't but because I am nice guy I will credit you one more game, if you lose though you will come in here and watch as we exact our payment in other ways." Sean gave him a bet and went out into the bar to watch the game. It was clear as Sean watched in horror even a third of the way through the game that he was going to lose, and when the clock reached zero, he was escorted back into Franks office. "It appears you have lost again, however like I said before I am a nice guy. We know your daughter is home before she goes to college, so how about I offer you a double or nothing proposal. If you win you get to walk out of here all debts completely forgiven , and if you lose well I will be taking my payment." Sean knew full well how they would take their payment he had seen it a million times before, but he couldn't get the image of walking out of the bar clean and even. What he didn't know when he took the bet was the Frank and the people that he worked for had already fixed the second game. Sean again took his seat at the bar and watch the start of the second game.
Samantha had been home for about an hour now, she was on the shorter side like her mother but instead had brown hair. Jessica was upstairs when she heard the door open, and screamed down to Samantha who was in the kitchen "see I told you your father would be here on time." She walked downstairs so the three of them could start dinner, when she turned into the kitchen she was met with a shock. Standing in front of her was four tall men dressed in black suits, one was holding Samantha who was crying hysterically with a gun pointed at her head. Before Jessica could scream for help one of them spoke up "now don't do anything foolish dear, we just want to speak with yourself and your daughter please follow us to our vehicle." With that one of the men came up behind Jessica shoving a gun into her back, and the two women were forced into a black van that was waiting in their driveway.
At the end of the game Sean was again marched into Frank's office. "You have one chance, pay me here and now or we will get it from your wife and daughter" Frank said in a demanding voice. Sean knew better then to curse at Frank, and to tell him to let them go, he just shook his head and said "Frank, you know I don't have it." Frank picked up the phone and turned on one of the TV's behind his desk. Staring into the screen Sean saw an empty room, empty except for a pair of bare feet. They were poking up through the floor, bare soles facing the ceiling, as the camera panned into the feet Sean saw a gold toe ring on the second to last toe on the right foot, and Sean now knew the fate of his wife Jessica.
Sean knew what Frank was going to say to him, but he had to say it to him anyway it was sort of an unwritten rule. "Sean, by failure to pay your debts, we have acquired new means to do so." Sean knew what this meant, about thirty or so years ago the fetish scene had exploded, with clubs, and online pay per view sites doubling and tripling there profits. Of course this kind of attention brought some of the wrong type of people (enter Frank and his group). The organized crime chiefs had a lot of research conducted and found that the most money was in tickling, especially tickling females. To recoup much of their unpaid debt instead of beating their dead beats to a pulp and still not getting the money they found a new way to do it. By kidnapping female members of said deadbeats family and tickling them for a set amount of time. They would then publish these on the web not only making back what they were owed, but much much more.
Sean knew what was going to happen to Jessica he had witnessed this exact scene before, and he dreaded it knowing how deathly ticklish Jessica's feet were. At this point Sean could only hope they hadn't gotten to his equally ticklish daughter. Suddenly the screen split in two on one side the camera was looking down directly on Jessicas soles, showing off her flawless feet and tiny toes which were tied individually down to floor and pulled apart leaving her size 7's completely vulnerable. The other side of the screen looked directly down onto the rest of Jessica which was hidden underneath the floor. She was fighting to free herself. She was sitting with her back on the ground and legs sticking straight up in the air, her arms were out to her sides and bent up at the elbow. Her arms were secured by buckles in two places, as well as a strap across her waist. She was completely immobile and completely nude as well. She was whipping her red hair around, cursing, yelling and trying with all of her might to pull free but it was no use. For a women in her 40's Jessica's body had held up quite well and would have challenged some college students, her C cups were still round and firm and easily attracted the attention of the opposite sex.
Sean wanted to scream through the screen to her when he saw her torturer walk in, but it was no use all he could do was sit and watch. She was a tiny Asian women, with long black hair. She walked in with her back to the camera, she was barefoot and wearing a white almost doctors style coat. Looking at the other side of the screen Sean could see that Jessica heard the footsteps as the yelling now changed to pleading for help. The Asian woman walked over to Jessica's feet, and turned to face the camera. She was completely naked under her "doctors coat" , looking down she was holding a clipboard and pretending to read as she said aloud "Hello my name is Doctor Na lets see what we have here. Female 5 foot 3 inches, size 7 feet, complaining of foot pain and bouts of depression, I know exactly how to proceed." With that she flashed her long red nails to the camera and began.
The doctor using the pads of her fingers began to press down on parts of Jessica's soles. Jessica began to scream again "what the hell is going on leave me alone, leave my feet alone." It was as if her "doctor" could not hear her, but Sean could hear every word and he mouthed back "I'm sorry." Doctor Na began to use her nails now dragging still just her index finger up and down Jessica's sole. It was amazing Sean though how hard Jessica was fighting under the floor boards, however above she couldn't mover he feet at all, they were stuck motionless with no other recourse but to lay and be tickled.
Jessica still did not understand why, but now understood what was happening to her. She hated being tickled and her feet were her most ticklish spot. her mood changed from angry to fearful that quickly. She felt long nails slowly methodically tracing there way up and down her feet, she wanted to curl her toes or do something to protect her soles but her binds would not let her move. It was then that she burst out into a laughter that she had never felt before.
Doctor Na was now using all ten of her fingers each one digging into Jessica's toes, and to top it off she was using her tongue to lick first up her right sole and then down the left. Doctor Na picked her head up just long enough to look up at the camera and mockingly say, "looks like we have a ticklish one here." She switched and began to user her fingers to spider all over Jessica's soles. Underneath the floor Jessica was crying and stuck in silent laughter, but the torture didn't slow. Doctor Na covered every inch of skin on her feet leaving no spot unattended.
Just when Jessica thought she was going to pass out, the tickling stopped abruptly. She no longer screamed or fought, she just tried the best she could to regain her breath and energy. By her feet Doctor Na was now showing the camera a devious looking bottle of clear liquid. She explained "in cases of extreme foot pain we use a mixture of oils to make the skin more sensitive to our treatments." First she applied some onto her hands, and then the doctor began to apply a thick layer onto Jessica's soles, she made sure to cover everywhere even in between her toes, while doing so she allowed her thumb to tickle her now very slick foot. Jessica didnt think she could be anymore ticklish until she felt the nails on her now oiled feet.
Na kept Jessica guessing, using different techniques on each foot, on one foot she would tickle her sole the other her toes. She would quickly scramble her nails and then switch to a rhythmic dragging up and down, she would use her fingers in between the toes using her long nails to tickle their undersides. Jessica was lost in hysterics she knew she couldn't take much more. It wasnt long until she lost control of her bladder urinating all over herself and finally passing out. Doctor Na continued to tickle her unconscious soles causing her body to jerk a few time before she got up Once she was done she called out to a "Nurse" off camera, "Nurse Tiffany, are you ready for our next patient Samantha."
It was late summer in the year 2050. America had changed quite a bit from the earlier part of the century. Again organized crime was running rampant, they were able to avoid violence in most of their activities as new crime had new methods.
Sean was leaving his house one Saturday, when his wife Jessica who was still stunning with shoulder length red hair, and a body to die for called to him "enjoy the game honey, remember be home for dinner Samantha will be home for the last time before she has to go back to school" He replied "ok honey" as he closed the door. He had told his wife he was going to a friends house to watch the game, when in reality he was heading into town to visit the bar where his bookie had set up shop. His wife didn't know he was gambling, it had started off as just a little fun, and now he was in deeper then he could imagine to people who wanted their money. Today was a double header though and he had a good feeling on both games, today was the day he was going to turn it around.
He opened the doors and two security guards, recognizing his face lightly patted him down, and allowed him through. He went straight to the back doors where in front of him sat Frank. "Ahh my good old friend Sean, you coming into pay me today?" Said the bookie "No Frank, today I am going to win you over ....I just need one more game you'll see" Sean said. Frank replied with an almost evil grin "I shouldn't but because I am nice guy I will credit you one more game, if you lose though you will come in here and watch as we exact our payment in other ways." Sean gave him a bet and went out into the bar to watch the game. It was clear as Sean watched in horror even a third of the way through the game that he was going to lose, and when the clock reached zero, he was escorted back into Franks office. "It appears you have lost again, however like I said before I am a nice guy. We know your daughter is home before she goes to college, so how about I offer you a double or nothing proposal. If you win you get to walk out of here all debts completely forgiven , and if you lose well I will be taking my payment." Sean knew full well how they would take their payment he had seen it a million times before, but he couldn't get the image of walking out of the bar clean and even. What he didn't know when he took the bet was the Frank and the people that he worked for had already fixed the second game. Sean again took his seat at the bar and watch the start of the second game.
Samantha had been home for about an hour now, she was on the shorter side like her mother but instead had brown hair. Jessica was upstairs when she heard the door open, and screamed down to Samantha who was in the kitchen "see I told you your father would be here on time." She walked downstairs so the three of them could start dinner, when she turned into the kitchen she was met with a shock. Standing in front of her was four tall men dressed in black suits, one was holding Samantha who was crying hysterically with a gun pointed at her head. Before Jessica could scream for help one of them spoke up "now don't do anything foolish dear, we just want to speak with yourself and your daughter please follow us to our vehicle." With that one of the men came up behind Jessica shoving a gun into her back, and the two women were forced into a black van that was waiting in their driveway.
At the end of the game Sean was again marched into Frank's office. "You have one chance, pay me here and now or we will get it from your wife and daughter" Frank said in a demanding voice. Sean knew better then to curse at Frank, and to tell him to let them go, he just shook his head and said "Frank, you know I don't have it." Frank picked up the phone and turned on one of the TV's behind his desk. Staring into the screen Sean saw an empty room, empty except for a pair of bare feet. They were poking up through the floor, bare soles facing the ceiling, as the camera panned into the feet Sean saw a gold toe ring on the second to last toe on the right foot, and Sean now knew the fate of his wife Jessica.
Sean knew what Frank was going to say to him, but he had to say it to him anyway it was sort of an unwritten rule. "Sean, by failure to pay your debts, we have acquired new means to do so." Sean knew what this meant, about thirty or so years ago the fetish scene had exploded, with clubs, and online pay per view sites doubling and tripling there profits. Of course this kind of attention brought some of the wrong type of people (enter Frank and his group). The organized crime chiefs had a lot of research conducted and found that the most money was in tickling, especially tickling females. To recoup much of their unpaid debt instead of beating their dead beats to a pulp and still not getting the money they found a new way to do it. By kidnapping female members of said deadbeats family and tickling them for a set amount of time. They would then publish these on the web not only making back what they were owed, but much much more.
Sean knew what was going to happen to Jessica he had witnessed this exact scene before, and he dreaded it knowing how deathly ticklish Jessica's feet were. At this point Sean could only hope they hadn't gotten to his equally ticklish daughter. Suddenly the screen split in two on one side the camera was looking down directly on Jessicas soles, showing off her flawless feet and tiny toes which were tied individually down to floor and pulled apart leaving her size 7's completely vulnerable. The other side of the screen looked directly down onto the rest of Jessica which was hidden underneath the floor. She was fighting to free herself. She was sitting with her back on the ground and legs sticking straight up in the air, her arms were out to her sides and bent up at the elbow. Her arms were secured by buckles in two places, as well as a strap across her waist. She was completely immobile and completely nude as well. She was whipping her red hair around, cursing, yelling and trying with all of her might to pull free but it was no use. For a women in her 40's Jessica's body had held up quite well and would have challenged some college students, her C cups were still round and firm and easily attracted the attention of the opposite sex.
Sean wanted to scream through the screen to her when he saw her torturer walk in, but it was no use all he could do was sit and watch. She was a tiny Asian women, with long black hair. She walked in with her back to the camera, she was barefoot and wearing a white almost doctors style coat. Looking at the other side of the screen Sean could see that Jessica heard the footsteps as the yelling now changed to pleading for help. The Asian woman walked over to Jessica's feet, and turned to face the camera. She was completely naked under her "doctors coat" , looking down she was holding a clipboard and pretending to read as she said aloud "Hello my name is Doctor Na lets see what we have here. Female 5 foot 3 inches, size 7 feet, complaining of foot pain and bouts of depression, I know exactly how to proceed." With that she flashed her long red nails to the camera and began.
The doctor using the pads of her fingers began to press down on parts of Jessica's soles. Jessica began to scream again "what the hell is going on leave me alone, leave my feet alone." It was as if her "doctor" could not hear her, but Sean could hear every word and he mouthed back "I'm sorry." Doctor Na began to use her nails now dragging still just her index finger up and down Jessica's sole. It was amazing Sean though how hard Jessica was fighting under the floor boards, however above she couldn't mover he feet at all, they were stuck motionless with no other recourse but to lay and be tickled.
Jessica still did not understand why, but now understood what was happening to her. She hated being tickled and her feet were her most ticklish spot. her mood changed from angry to fearful that quickly. She felt long nails slowly methodically tracing there way up and down her feet, she wanted to curl her toes or do something to protect her soles but her binds would not let her move. It was then that she burst out into a laughter that she had never felt before.
Doctor Na was now using all ten of her fingers each one digging into Jessica's toes, and to top it off she was using her tongue to lick first up her right sole and then down the left. Doctor Na picked her head up just long enough to look up at the camera and mockingly say, "looks like we have a ticklish one here." She switched and began to user her fingers to spider all over Jessica's soles. Underneath the floor Jessica was crying and stuck in silent laughter, but the torture didn't slow. Doctor Na covered every inch of skin on her feet leaving no spot unattended.
Just when Jessica thought she was going to pass out, the tickling stopped abruptly. She no longer screamed or fought, she just tried the best she could to regain her breath and energy. By her feet Doctor Na was now showing the camera a devious looking bottle of clear liquid. She explained "in cases of extreme foot pain we use a mixture of oils to make the skin more sensitive to our treatments." First she applied some onto her hands, and then the doctor began to apply a thick layer onto Jessica's soles, she made sure to cover everywhere even in between her toes, while doing so she allowed her thumb to tickle her now very slick foot. Jessica didnt think she could be anymore ticklish until she felt the nails on her now oiled feet.
Na kept Jessica guessing, using different techniques on each foot, on one foot she would tickle her sole the other her toes. She would quickly scramble her nails and then switch to a rhythmic dragging up and down, she would use her fingers in between the toes using her long nails to tickle their undersides. Jessica was lost in hysterics she knew she couldn't take much more. It wasnt long until she lost control of her bladder urinating all over herself and finally passing out. Doctor Na continued to tickle her unconscious soles causing her body to jerk a few time before she got up Once she was done she called out to a "Nurse" off camera, "Nurse Tiffany, are you ready for our next patient Samantha."
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