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“Want to play a game?” Lisa had asked. Mark, of course, had said yes.
It was winter break and a massive snow storm had blanketed GL University. Mark’s dorm had been completely snowed in. His friends Lisa, Missy and Tracy had invited him down to their room to alleviate some of the crushing boredom of being trapped in a dorm for God-knows-how-long. Then they suggested the “game”. It seemed kind of…odd. But who was Mark to argue. These were his friends and, truth be told, girls he often fantasized about.
So it was no problem for Mark that he found himself bound hand and foot to Lisa’s bed, his eyes covered by a bandana blindfold.
“So this is the game? You guys tie me to the bed? Very funny.” He said testing his bonds and finding them to be surprisingly strong. Not that he thought he’d need to, but he wasn’t entirely sure he could get loose.
“Not the whole game,” said Lisa, “When Missy and Tracy get back, THEN you’ll see the whole game.” She laughed a little bit. “But I suppose I should get you ready.”
“What does THAT mean?” asked Mark.
Lisa approached the bed and began to undo Mark’s belt.
“Hey, wait, no way, lady! That wasn’t part of any game!” Mark protested, pulling at his bondage.
Lisa leaned down next to his ear and whispered in it. “The chemist doth protest too much.” She said, running her hand along his crotch, noting his stiffening cock. “Remember last week, when Missy borrowed your computer? Well, she told us what she found.” Lisa finished unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. She stood back and pulled his pants to his knees revealing red boxer briefs and the beginnings of an erection.
“Bondage porn, foot fetish porn, tickling porn. But gawd, Mark, the emphasis on feet. Who knew you were such a foot perv?”
Mark blushed a deep red.
“Do you fantasize about our feet?” she asked.
There was a knock on the door. “Oh, hey, they’re back. Let’s let you see the other half of this plan.” Lisa removed his blindfold and then opened the door to the roommates’ dorm room.
In walked Missy and Tracy and as Mark blinked sight back into his eyes he noticed they were leading, between them, a young woman with her wrists bound in front of her and a tight white cleave gag in her mouth. Then recognition hit him.
Valerie.
Mark worked together with Valerie in the library at the university and had been trying, for the past year, to work up the nerve to ask her out. She was also the only other person in the dormitory during this damn storm.
Val mmphed a bit but otherwise hardly struggled. She was very shy, Mark knew, and this whole thing had to be embarrassing and overwhelming as hell for her.
“She was a piece of cake, Lisa.” Missy said. “Barely put up a fight.”
“Yeah,” added Tracy as the bundled Val onto the bed next to Mark, “she was easy to hold down and truss up once we got into her room.”
“This should be lots of fun, Marky.” Said Lisa, “Embarrass the shit out of you in front of dreamgirl here and make your dreams come true all at once.”
Mark blushed and tried not to look at Val. Val tried not to look at Mark’s underwear-clad growing erection.
The three roommates took up positions around the helpless couple. Tracy grabbed a feather duster and sat behind Mark. Lisa lay down at Mark’s feet. And Missy held Val’s arms up and sat behind her.
Missy started lightly running her nails up and down Val’s exp
osed underarms. The bound and gagged girl giggled helplessly into her cleave.
“Aw, are you ticklish Val?” asked Missy. “Poor little thing!”
“So you like feet, huh Mark?” said Lisa “What do you think of mine?”
Lisa ran her sock covered feet up Mark’s body before rubbing them all over his face. Their sweet stinky smell filled his nostrils as he felt her toes and soles all over his cheeks, lips, forehead. His cock surged in size bursting through the fly of his boxer briefs as he moaned uncontrollably.
Missy continued her tickling assault on Val’s helpless underarms as the captive girl howled in laughter into her gag.
“HAHAHAHANONONOPLEEHEEHEEASE! I’m soooohhohohoho ticklishhieeeeheahahaaha!”
Tracy began to swish the feather duster lightly over the engorged red head of Mark’s rock hard penis. He laughed and moaned, driving his cock, half against his will against the feathers, seeking release as Lisa’s stinky feet smothered his face. He was embarrassed but he was also in heaven!
“Not too much Tracy. Can’t have him blowing it yet! The little foot pervert needs more doesn’t he? Don’t you Mark?” Lisa taunted.
Tracy backed off, teasing his cock with the feathers but never allowing him too much tickly pleasure. “You REALLY like Lisa’s feet don’t you, foot boy? That’s kind of weird don’t you think? Getting so hard from someone’s feet?”
Mark could only moan in pleasure as his fantasies about Lisa’s feet were coming true all over his face.
“Show him hers!” Missy exclaimed pointing at Val’s sock covered feet.
Val begged for them not to into her gag. She was incredibly foot shy on account of her big size 10s. And seeing what feet did to Mark, she wasn’t sure she wanted him getting all turned on by hers!
“Good call, Missy!” said Lisa, pulling Val’s shoes and socks off as the shy girl protested loudly into her cleave.
Lisa pulled her feet back and Tracy propped up Mark’s head so he could get a good look at his crush’s helplessly tied size 10s. His cock pulsed and he blushed a deep red that found a twin in Val’s embarrassed face.
Lisa shoved her sock-covered feet back in Mark’s face, nearly dislodging his glasses, as she bound Val’s big toes with a shoelace from her running shoe. She nodded at Missy and as Missy continued her attack on Val’s underarms, Lisa began tickling the shit out of Val’s soft, pale size 10 soles.
Val screamed in laughter, bucking and thrashing on the bed. Howling and begging for mercy as her ticklish underarms and incredibly ticklish feet met the merciless fingernails of the two roommates.
“Mark really likes seeing her big feet being tickled. Look at that boner, girls!” Tracy remarked, teasing his red throbbing cock with the feather duster.
“He sure does,” said Lisa “the little foot boy loves seeing his dream girl’s huge assed feet get tickled. How do you feel about that Val? Mark getting off on your big feet getting tickle tortured?”
Val could only struggle and laugh like mad into her gag. Mark moaned as Lisa’s feet rubbed all over his face. The feet in his face, Val’s helpless foot tickled laughter, it was too much, Mark was trying not to cum, trying so hard not to embarrass himself any more in front of the girls and Val but precum began to dribble down his shaft and onto his boxers as he moaned in pleasure.
“He’s ready to blow his load!” said Tracy.
“Time for the finale of our little game then.” Said Lisa.
The roommates got off the bed and grabbed scarves and belts and pantyhose. As Val recovered from her tickling and Mark tried to control his out of control hard on, the trio proceeded to strip off Mark’s boxers and wrap Val’s giant bare soles around his throbbing member, tying them there and attaching the rope to the bed so she could not remove them.
Val blushed and begged “No please no, please let me go! Don’t do this!” She was aghast, having her soles tied around Mark’s huge hard on.
Mark could barely hold back, moaning and trying not to look but feeling the warmth of his crush’s big bare soles on his cock. He tried not to move either, knowing that any motion would cause his cock and her feet to rub together and if that happened—
“They’re not playing along!” said Tracy, clearly disappointed.
“No, they’re not,” said Lisa. “Missy, tickle Val’s enormous soles, would you?”
Mark and Val’s eyes went wide but there was no stopping Missy who borrowed the feather duster from Tracy and went to work on Val’s arches.
Val giggled like crazy as the feathers danced over her soles. As her feet moved to avoid the feathers, they rubbed Mark’s stiff cock and it was suddenly too much. He shot a huge, hot sticky load all over Val’s size 10s. Val looked away, disgusted, whimpering into her gag. Mark gasped and moaned in ecstasy.
“Wow, the little perv just soiled the little princess’s feet didn’t he?” said Missy.
“Sure did. You really enjoyed that, didn’t you Mark?” taunted Lisa. “If you’re good, maybe we’ll take turns rubbing our feet on your face and cock, Mark. And let you shoot your sticky stuff on OUR feet, you little pervert.”
“But it is so much more fun watching Val squirm,” said Tracy.
“Why don’t you ask your dream girl out, loverboy? She’s go
t your cum all over her feet. What’s the harm now?” asked Missy.
Mark shook his head no.
Lisa leaned down next to Mark’s ear. “Ask her out? Or we take some pics of this little tableau and send them to the whole chemistry department and, maybe, post some in the library.”
“Val…” stammered Mark, utterly humiliated, feeling Val’s cum soaked feet still bound to his cock. “Will you go out with me?”
Val turned her head back to glare at Mark disgusted as she mmmphed into her gag.
The girls laughed among themselves.
Lisa took off her socks and shoved them in Mark’s mouth. She then took a pair of leggings and cleave gagged him.
“I guess we’ll take that as a yes, huh Markie?”
Missy and Tracy grinned at his bulging cheeks behind the gag as he tasted Lisa’s sweaty socks.
“Well, Mark, Val,” Lisa continued “We’re gonna go watch some movies in the lobby. But we’ll be back. Until then, try not to struggle too much. Unless little Val wants some more foot soaking.”
The girls laughed and left the room. The captives looked anywhere but at one another; totally humiliated. Bound and gagged and with Val’s cum-lathered feet forced around Mark’s cock.
The blizzard continued to rage outside. It didn’t look like it was stopping anytime soon…
It was winter break and a massive snow storm had blanketed GL University. Mark’s dorm had been completely snowed in. His friends Lisa, Missy and Tracy had invited him down to their room to alleviate some of the crushing boredom of being trapped in a dorm for God-knows-how-long. Then they suggested the “game”. It seemed kind of…odd. But who was Mark to argue. These were his friends and, truth be told, girls he often fantasized about.
So it was no problem for Mark that he found himself bound hand and foot to Lisa’s bed, his eyes covered by a bandana blindfold.
“So this is the game? You guys tie me to the bed? Very funny.” He said testing his bonds and finding them to be surprisingly strong. Not that he thought he’d need to, but he wasn’t entirely sure he could get loose.
“Not the whole game,” said Lisa, “When Missy and Tracy get back, THEN you’ll see the whole game.” She laughed a little bit. “But I suppose I should get you ready.”
“What does THAT mean?” asked Mark.
Lisa approached the bed and began to undo Mark’s belt.
“Hey, wait, no way, lady! That wasn’t part of any game!” Mark protested, pulling at his bondage.
Lisa leaned down next to his ear and whispered in it. “The chemist doth protest too much.” She said, running her hand along his crotch, noting his stiffening cock. “Remember last week, when Missy borrowed your computer? Well, she told us what she found.” Lisa finished unbuckling his belt and unzipping his fly. She stood back and pulled his pants to his knees revealing red boxer briefs and the beginnings of an erection.
“Bondage porn, foot fetish porn, tickling porn. But gawd, Mark, the emphasis on feet. Who knew you were such a foot perv?”
Mark blushed a deep red.
“Do you fantasize about our feet?” she asked.
There was a knock on the door. “Oh, hey, they’re back. Let’s let you see the other half of this plan.” Lisa removed his blindfold and then opened the door to the roommates’ dorm room.
In walked Missy and Tracy and as Mark blinked sight back into his eyes he noticed they were leading, between them, a young woman with her wrists bound in front of her and a tight white cleave gag in her mouth. Then recognition hit him.
Valerie.
Mark worked together with Valerie in the library at the university and had been trying, for the past year, to work up the nerve to ask her out. She was also the only other person in the dormitory during this damn storm.
Val mmphed a bit but otherwise hardly struggled. She was very shy, Mark knew, and this whole thing had to be embarrassing and overwhelming as hell for her.
“She was a piece of cake, Lisa.” Missy said. “Barely put up a fight.”
“Yeah,” added Tracy as the bundled Val onto the bed next to Mark, “she was easy to hold down and truss up once we got into her room.”
“This should be lots of fun, Marky.” Said Lisa, “Embarrass the shit out of you in front of dreamgirl here and make your dreams come true all at once.”
Mark blushed and tried not to look at Val. Val tried not to look at Mark’s underwear-clad growing erection.
The three roommates took up positions around the helpless couple. Tracy grabbed a feather duster and sat behind Mark. Lisa lay down at Mark’s feet. And Missy held Val’s arms up and sat behind her.
Missy started lightly running her nails up and down Val’s exp
osed underarms. The bound and gagged girl giggled helplessly into her cleave.
“Aw, are you ticklish Val?” asked Missy. “Poor little thing!”
“So you like feet, huh Mark?” said Lisa “What do you think of mine?”
Lisa ran her sock covered feet up Mark’s body before rubbing them all over his face. Their sweet stinky smell filled his nostrils as he felt her toes and soles all over his cheeks, lips, forehead. His cock surged in size bursting through the fly of his boxer briefs as he moaned uncontrollably.
Missy continued her tickling assault on Val’s helpless underarms as the captive girl howled in laughter into her gag.
“HAHAHAHANONONOPLEEHEEHEEASE! I’m soooohhohohoho ticklishhieeeeheahahaaha!”
Tracy began to swish the feather duster lightly over the engorged red head of Mark’s rock hard penis. He laughed and moaned, driving his cock, half against his will against the feathers, seeking release as Lisa’s stinky feet smothered his face. He was embarrassed but he was also in heaven!
“Not too much Tracy. Can’t have him blowing it yet! The little foot pervert needs more doesn’t he? Don’t you Mark?” Lisa taunted.
Tracy backed off, teasing his cock with the feathers but never allowing him too much tickly pleasure. “You REALLY like Lisa’s feet don’t you, foot boy? That’s kind of weird don’t you think? Getting so hard from someone’s feet?”
Mark could only moan in pleasure as his fantasies about Lisa’s feet were coming true all over his face.
“Show him hers!” Missy exclaimed pointing at Val’s sock covered feet.
Val begged for them not to into her gag. She was incredibly foot shy on account of her big size 10s. And seeing what feet did to Mark, she wasn’t sure she wanted him getting all turned on by hers!
“Good call, Missy!” said Lisa, pulling Val’s shoes and socks off as the shy girl protested loudly into her cleave.
Lisa pulled her feet back and Tracy propped up Mark’s head so he could get a good look at his crush’s helplessly tied size 10s. His cock pulsed and he blushed a deep red that found a twin in Val’s embarrassed face.
Lisa shoved her sock-covered feet back in Mark’s face, nearly dislodging his glasses, as she bound Val’s big toes with a shoelace from her running shoe. She nodded at Missy and as Missy continued her attack on Val’s underarms, Lisa began tickling the shit out of Val’s soft, pale size 10 soles.
Val screamed in laughter, bucking and thrashing on the bed. Howling and begging for mercy as her ticklish underarms and incredibly ticklish feet met the merciless fingernails of the two roommates.
“Mark really likes seeing her big feet being tickled. Look at that boner, girls!” Tracy remarked, teasing his red throbbing cock with the feather duster.
“He sure does,” said Lisa “the little foot boy loves seeing his dream girl’s huge assed feet get tickled. How do you feel about that Val? Mark getting off on your big feet getting tickle tortured?”
Val could only struggle and laugh like mad into her gag. Mark moaned as Lisa’s feet rubbed all over his face. The feet in his face, Val’s helpless foot tickled laughter, it was too much, Mark was trying not to cum, trying so hard not to embarrass himself any more in front of the girls and Val but precum began to dribble down his shaft and onto his boxers as he moaned in pleasure.
“He’s ready to blow his load!” said Tracy.
“Time for the finale of our little game then.” Said Lisa.
The roommates got off the bed and grabbed scarves and belts and pantyhose. As Val recovered from her tickling and Mark tried to control his out of control hard on, the trio proceeded to strip off Mark’s boxers and wrap Val’s giant bare soles around his throbbing member, tying them there and attaching the rope to the bed so she could not remove them.
Val blushed and begged “No please no, please let me go! Don’t do this!” She was aghast, having her soles tied around Mark’s huge hard on.
Mark could barely hold back, moaning and trying not to look but feeling the warmth of his crush’s big bare soles on his cock. He tried not to move either, knowing that any motion would cause his cock and her feet to rub together and if that happened—
“They’re not playing along!” said Tracy, clearly disappointed.
“No, they’re not,” said Lisa. “Missy, tickle Val’s enormous soles, would you?”
Mark and Val’s eyes went wide but there was no stopping Missy who borrowed the feather duster from Tracy and went to work on Val’s arches.
Val giggled like crazy as the feathers danced over her soles. As her feet moved to avoid the feathers, they rubbed Mark’s stiff cock and it was suddenly too much. He shot a huge, hot sticky load all over Val’s size 10s. Val looked away, disgusted, whimpering into her gag. Mark gasped and moaned in ecstasy.
“Wow, the little perv just soiled the little princess’s feet didn’t he?” said Missy.
“Sure did. You really enjoyed that, didn’t you Mark?” taunted Lisa. “If you’re good, maybe we’ll take turns rubbing our feet on your face and cock, Mark. And let you shoot your sticky stuff on OUR feet, you little pervert.”
“But it is so much more fun watching Val squirm,” said Tracy.
“Why don’t you ask your dream girl out, loverboy? She’s go
t your cum all over her feet. What’s the harm now?” asked Missy.
Mark shook his head no.
Lisa leaned down next to Mark’s ear. “Ask her out? Or we take some pics of this little tableau and send them to the whole chemistry department and, maybe, post some in the library.”
“Val…” stammered Mark, utterly humiliated, feeling Val’s cum soaked feet still bound to his cock. “Will you go out with me?”
Val turned her head back to glare at Mark disgusted as she mmmphed into her gag.
The girls laughed among themselves.
Lisa took off her socks and shoved them in Mark’s mouth. She then took a pair of leggings and cleave gagged him.
“I guess we’ll take that as a yes, huh Markie?”
Missy and Tracy grinned at his bulging cheeks behind the gag as he tasted Lisa’s sweaty socks.
“Well, Mark, Val,” Lisa continued “We’re gonna go watch some movies in the lobby. But we’ll be back. Until then, try not to struggle too much. Unless little Val wants some more foot soaking.”
The girls laughed and left the room. The captives looked anywhere but at one another; totally humiliated. Bound and gagged and with Val’s cum-lathered feet forced around Mark’s cock.
The blizzard continued to rage outside. It didn’t look like it was stopping anytime soon…
