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“Mmmmmm…” Saber announced, “Someone likes it here as she’s given it her scream of approval.”
“She’s going to be giving a lot more screams of approval before we’re finished,” Cheeta added, “Especially when I get hold of that foot!”
Kitten screamed through the gag once more and pumped her legs intensely. But the girls held firm and so did the restraints but Kitten continued to writhe. The fingers continued, now wildly, in her armpits and she screamed once more and laughed intensely, bucking and arching her back.
“Cheetah it’s all yours; I’ll stay here.”
Kitten violently writhed as two hands gripped her right foot, twisting the converse sneaker as they did so.
“Left one for me?” It was Jaguar.
“Go for it, but let Cheetah solo for a bit first; she deserves her revenge.”
The hands gripped firmer and wriggled the sneaker and Kitten writhed her foot trying it push it back in. The foot was wild, the leg pumped like crazy and she squealed continuously. Cheetah wriggled the sneaker loose then pushed it back on again, then loose then back on and Kitten fought her like a wild cat. The loose laces didn’t help her at all as Cheetah delighted in toying with her. Saber continuing to tickle her armpits wasn’t helping either and was now dividing her senses. She squealed again as she felt her sneaker leaving her foot all together. One hand suddenly gripped her toes and slowly bent them back twisting the foot slightly as they did.
“Mmmmmmmm foot socks,” Cheetah giggled, “So appealing; so easily appealing.”
Kitten squealed and shrieked again, writhing her foot even more wildly as a single finger inserted itself into the back of the sock and slowly wriggled about. She shrieked once more as the finger pulled out and then slowly slid down to the heel of her foot, over and up to the sole, then began to slowly meander all over the sole. Her shrieks instantly turned to jagged intense giggles as the tickling took hold. To hell with the armpit tickling that Saber was giving her; the foot tickling from Cheetah was driving her to near insanity. The finger was slow and incessant and at the same time torturous and merciless and there was nothing she could do.
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“She’s going to be giving a lot more screams of approval before we’re finished,” Cheeta added, “Especially when I get hold of that foot!”
Kitten screamed through the gag once more and pumped her legs intensely. But the girls held firm and so did the restraints but Kitten continued to writhe. The fingers continued, now wildly, in her armpits and she screamed once more and laughed intensely, bucking and arching her back.
“Cheetah it’s all yours; I’ll stay here.”
Kitten violently writhed as two hands gripped her right foot, twisting the converse sneaker as they did so.
“Left one for me?” It was Jaguar.
“Go for it, but let Cheetah solo for a bit first; she deserves her revenge.”
The hands gripped firmer and wriggled the sneaker and Kitten writhed her foot trying it push it back in. The foot was wild, the leg pumped like crazy and she squealed continuously. Cheetah wriggled the sneaker loose then pushed it back on again, then loose then back on and Kitten fought her like a wild cat. The loose laces didn’t help her at all as Cheetah delighted in toying with her. Saber continuing to tickle her armpits wasn’t helping either and was now dividing her senses. She squealed again as she felt her sneaker leaving her foot all together. One hand suddenly gripped her toes and slowly bent them back twisting the foot slightly as they did.
“Mmmmmmmm foot socks,” Cheetah giggled, “So appealing; so easily appealing.”
Kitten squealed and shrieked again, writhing her foot even more wildly as a single finger inserted itself into the back of the sock and slowly wriggled about. She shrieked once more as the finger pulled out and then slowly slid down to the heel of her foot, over and up to the sole, then began to slowly meander all over the sole. Her shrieks instantly turned to jagged intense giggles as the tickling took hold. To hell with the armpit tickling that Saber was giving her; the foot tickling from Cheetah was driving her to near insanity. The finger was slow and incessant and at the same time torturous and merciless and there was nothing she could do.
Feel free to leave a comment there.
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...ishing-a-little-feather&p=3539287#post3539287
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