25 yr old 6'2" Count Don Gonzalez having returned home alone late from the dinner dance with his fiance lay there blindfold on a big, plush bed with four tall brass posts, dressed in silk pajamas, robe and slippers. Lengths of velvet rope that had been torn from the drapes had been used to bind his wrists and ankles to the bedposts as the four masked men stood by him and one asked him the combination number of the safe
"Absolutely not! " said the Count
"Good hoping you might not volunteer the information immediately as we will have pleasure in gaining it from you and we have seen your valet leave an hour ago so know we are quite alone and the electronic alarm circuit disconnected so we are alone Don Gonzalez, very alone!" "Tickling is such a delicate torture and one highly effective when applied correctly to the feet, feet like yours Don Gonzalez, large and in your slippers bare and warm and sweaty so with a natural lubricant which increases the intensity of the tickle, the gentle teasing of a finger which can be both pleasurable or tortuous dependent on the tickler's technique. A good tickler is usually experienced in massage so knows each and every possible nuance of the soles of feet and toes and the stroking therefore planned so following the lines of the arches with artistic accuracy able to anticipate the ticklees reaction to every touch so the feet squirm and jerk and toes wiggle in desperation for relief from the torment! The experienced tickler caresses the soles, under and in between the toes in wave after wave of maddening ten-finger coordination and their tongue equally profficient and we ticklers adopt different styles seeing who can make our victim the most hysterical, we enjoy a challenge but enough theory, time for a practical demonstration!" said Robin
The handsome Spanish Count heard the click of fingers and was helpless as slowly his black leather slipper was pulled off his right foot, smooth without a blemish or dry skin anywhere but his black sheer silk socks were seen beside the bed and still warm and moist the other slipper removed and both socks replaced.
"This an unexpected bonus Don Gonzalez, I spoke of massage and in your worn socks will make your feet hotter and more sensitive and I tell you a secret of us all, there are three of us, I am the one who likes a smelly, sweaty pair of feet to inhale the stench of and something I am sure your fiance Lady Rosalind Mayhew will not have enjoyed the experience of doing as she said interviewed in 'Tatler Magazine' that your feet are very ticklish!"
"You can't do this, let me free as there will be trouble, you will pay for this!" yelled the Count
"Sssssh calm down Count, we can do this and we will and we will do it free of charge but the one in trouble is you, Hmm your feet have a very masculine smell and they are so warm but allow me to heat them up for you!" "Hmmm the smell of your feet is intoxicating and enticing and seeing the contours of your feet through the black silk sheer socks so exciting!" said Robin
His nose ran along the fabric of the socked feet facing him, his tongue then gliding along the arches and across the soles of both feet and over the toes sucking and licking them all. Their size, warmth, dampness with Spanish rich sweat from the evening's dancing, feet trapped in socks and shoes the perfect aphrodisiac for Robin. He gently nibbled at the balls of both feet and rubbed his face over the silky fabric as Count Don Gonzalez embarrassed and humiliated moaned and groaned and then instantly squirmed as he felt fingers massage his toes and knead his soles and by a woman this have proven sensual but by a man sickening and perverse as the touches were intimate and slow, methodical and controlled and he was inadvertantly pleasuring another man with his body. The fingers slowly moving up and down the socked soles of his feet and trying to keep his feet rigid and unresponsive becoming more difficult as the touches and strokes got lighter in intensity and having ultra ticklish feet losing his resolve!"
Count Don Gonzalez fought hard to keep from laughing but being blindfold and being tickled through his socks in silence from everyone including the tickler who he sensed was smelling his socked feet throughout the teasing ministrations so diligently being performed that the intentional effectiveness of the tickling was to achieve it's objective and he'd not be able to stop this from happening! He lasted as long as he could but inevitably succumbed!
"AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!! NO PLEASE !!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!
The tickler kept tickling the Count's socked feet as he was laughing hysterically out of control on the bed
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!!"
Then very slowly his socks were peeled off and the tickling assault continued on his newly bared defenseless and vulnerable feet
"NO !! NOTTHERE !!!! NOT BETWEEN MY TOES !!!!! AHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE !!
Another intruder placed the fingertips of his left hand beneath the Count's toes and the fingertips of his right hand against his sole and very slowly, very gently drew the pads of his fingertips down along the top and sole of the Count's right foot at the same time. At first his foot jerked wildly back and forth while he screamed at him between obscenities to stop at once, but the tickler's fingertips stayed with his foot as it moved frantically back and forth and from side to side, trying in vain to avoid the gentle touch of the teasing fingertips. As the tickler's fingertips reached his heel and ankle and began to draw slowly back up toward his toes, it was impossible to escape the soft, maddening tickling.
Count Don Gonzalez proving being insanely ticklish, especially on his bare feet, he seemed to have lost all his strength and ability to struggle against the binds that bound his wrists and ankles, that all he could do was lie still, tittering lightly, suffering the light touch of the tickler's fingertips. As the others watched Marc's fingertips moved slowly up and down the top and sole of the Count's twitching feet as Marc alternated tickling them both slowly up and then slowly down, his fingernails never even grazing the skin, just the pads of his fingertips very slowly, very lightly caressing both bare feet, his hands moving in unison, up and down, up and down, covering every inch of Count Don Gonzalez's bare feet, this gentle tickling, Marc's speciality was teasing torture extraordinaire!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!PLEASE STOP HAHAHHAHAHHANOOOHEEHEEHEEHAHAHA!"
Marc looked over to the other ticklers as he continued to stroke Don Gonzalez's feet and Dean took his place
"No!" Gonzalez begged between new giggles. "Hee-hee-hee- hee-hee! Enough It tickles!"AHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHA !!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!!! STHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOP!""Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah! Tee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Sto- ha-ha-ha-hap! Don't tickle my fee-hee-hee-hee-heet!"
Dean used the tip of his index finger very lightly, drawing slow, lazy strokes with that single fingertip up and down, up and down the count's soft, bare soles. He never changed his tempo, but simply stroked up to just beneath the middle toe and back down, gingerly along the very middle of his sole, to the center of his heel, and then back up again with that one gentle fingertip, up and down, up and down, tickling and tickling and then used all five fingertips in much the same way softly caressing the top of Don Gonzalez's bare feet, from the base of his toes, down to the ankle, back up and from side to side.
"HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" Don Gonzalez roared hysterically.
Dean continued to caress the top of the Count's feet with his fingertips then he began his speciality and tickled the Count's feet and toes with the feather. The Count squirmed and laughed and really went manic as Dean feathered first one foot than the other and altered the sequence so the Count never knew which foot was going to be teased so horribly so unable to prepare for the feather attack and the sawing in between his toes by Dean. The Count's loud laughter was music to all the tickler's ears and they knew they would gain the combination number but were in no need of rushing to get the information! Count Don Gonzalez was so sensitive right in the centre of his feet and also on his arches and under his toes, Dean mercilessly enjoyed exploiting the sweat drenched Count's ticklishness
"HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" Don Roberto guffawed. "STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAP! DON'T TI-HI- HI-HI-CKLE MY FEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEET ANY MORE! HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!"
Robin brought his lightly wiggling tongue down to the tender arches of the Count's feet and enjoyed lickling down to the heels then back up to the balls of each foot, licking beneath the toes and in between them where Count Gonzalez's foot stink was strongest too and then back down to the arches to linger there for long, tortuous moments, lightly and randomly tongue teasing indulging in lickling and lickling and lickling. Count Don Gonzalez so reactive to this that he laughed even harder, he actually shrieked hysterically as his bare feet endured the soft, merciless lickling from Robin's teasing, tormenting, tortuous, tongue technique!
"NO !!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE!
Then Marc held the electric toothbrush 'Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz' and activated and going to take tickling to a whole new level for the Spanish Count and Robin told him to think of the tortures of the Spanish Inquisition and he would perhaps have an idea of the hell he was about to endure!
Marc ran the revolving bristles up and down both soles and the Count exploded with laughter and frantic movements on the bed and Marc thrilled by this ran it again up and down each sole one after the other but like Robin alternating foot to foot with no system and teasing along both arches in turn making Count Don Gonzalez's toes spasm. He went ballistic as Robin would intervene and lick one foot after the other so they as well as being sweaty were saliva lubricated so with very little effort on Marc's part the sonicare slid over each foot devastatingly! Robin sucking and nibbling all ten toes as additional torture!
"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Robin then held each foot in turn and kissed and nibbled them making sure his nibbling was sensuous as the Count tried to clench his toes to foil the oral attack but then Marc punishing him torturing him with the electric toothbrush so he would submit his toes to Robin's eager mouth as he had an insatiable appetite for the sweaty toes which demanded satisfying! As Robin's tongue slipped in between his toes the torment was unbearable as it was another man's mouth!
Dean then stepped in and continued to drag his one lazy fingertip up and down both Count Don Gonzalez's bare soles and loved the feel of the smooth skin against his fingers and continued to caress the top of both feet gently and lovingly ever so lightly, dragging them gently, palm down, from the base of his toes to the heels and then reversing his hand, bringing it palm up toward the toes again and repeated the motion over and over. Robin then again softly kissing and licking along both arches to the toes, sucking and nibbling them but sensually so the Count gasped! Then Marc said with pleasure comes pain as he ran the revolving bristles up and down the soles of each foot in turn.
"HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE!," Don Roberto cried out. "NO MORE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! IT TI-HI-HI-HI-HI-HI-CKLES! IT TI-HI-HI-HI-CKLES MY FEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEET! STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH- HAH-HAP! HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" He screamed with helpless laughter."WHA-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! WHAT ARE YOU-HOO-HOO-HOO-HAH- HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" he yelled"NO- HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO! NOT THA-HA-HA-HA-HAT! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEESE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE DON’T DO THIS! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHA I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE DON’T AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS PLEASE DON’T DO AHAHAHAHAHAHATHIS! I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE!"NO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO MORE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! PLEA- HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" he shrieked.
Marc ran the revolving bristles up and down Count Don Gonzalez's soles faster and faster and Robin then was enjoying licking both feet and sucking the Count's toes and licking under and in between them all and loving their raunchy smell and ripe taste and as he orally enjoyed them telling the Count this
"NO MORE! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE! I BEG YOU! HA-HA- HA-HA-HA-HA! PLEASE STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAPHEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! JUST STO-HAH- HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAP TICKLING ME-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!" Count Don Gonzalez screamed.
The Count was now reaching the point where his laughter was now longer audible, he bucked his hips, twitched his toes, and sobbed and gasped noiselessly. Dean drew the feather quill up and down each foot as in turn they tensed and he then gripped each foot in turn and concentrated on one at a time so the strokes were as slow and tortuous as possible and stroked it under his toes loving the desperate reaction and then stroked along the arch of the foot held and then teased the other foot the same way.
“NOOOI CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!! NOOOOOO !!!!!
Robin was soon lickling the Count's sweaty feet saying they tasted delicious nibbling all the toes and licking under then which sent the Count into shrieks of insane laughter as his struggling to be free increased and he pulled frantically at the bonds he was secured with. Dean then bent back the toes of the Count's right foot and stroked under them very lightly, very gently and then the same with the left foot and this light tickling conducted with sadistic precision so Count Don Gonzalez was being driven tickilishly insane. The intense tickling went on from 11pm to 6:30 am with short breaks every hour and the combination number not given as Robin, Marc and Dean enjoyed themselves so much they did not want police called and once releasing Count Don Gonzalez he with no strength lay exhausted on the bed still in his night wear minus his slippers but what could he report, there were no marks on him and no witnesses and the guys left haviing reconnected the house alarm system!
"Absolutely not! " said the Count
"Good hoping you might not volunteer the information immediately as we will have pleasure in gaining it from you and we have seen your valet leave an hour ago so know we are quite alone and the electronic alarm circuit disconnected so we are alone Don Gonzalez, very alone!" "Tickling is such a delicate torture and one highly effective when applied correctly to the feet, feet like yours Don Gonzalez, large and in your slippers bare and warm and sweaty so with a natural lubricant which increases the intensity of the tickle, the gentle teasing of a finger which can be both pleasurable or tortuous dependent on the tickler's technique. A good tickler is usually experienced in massage so knows each and every possible nuance of the soles of feet and toes and the stroking therefore planned so following the lines of the arches with artistic accuracy able to anticipate the ticklees reaction to every touch so the feet squirm and jerk and toes wiggle in desperation for relief from the torment! The experienced tickler caresses the soles, under and in between the toes in wave after wave of maddening ten-finger coordination and their tongue equally profficient and we ticklers adopt different styles seeing who can make our victim the most hysterical, we enjoy a challenge but enough theory, time for a practical demonstration!" said Robin
The handsome Spanish Count heard the click of fingers and was helpless as slowly his black leather slipper was pulled off his right foot, smooth without a blemish or dry skin anywhere but his black sheer silk socks were seen beside the bed and still warm and moist the other slipper removed and both socks replaced.
"This an unexpected bonus Don Gonzalez, I spoke of massage and in your worn socks will make your feet hotter and more sensitive and I tell you a secret of us all, there are three of us, I am the one who likes a smelly, sweaty pair of feet to inhale the stench of and something I am sure your fiance Lady Rosalind Mayhew will not have enjoyed the experience of doing as she said interviewed in 'Tatler Magazine' that your feet are very ticklish!"
"You can't do this, let me free as there will be trouble, you will pay for this!" yelled the Count
"Sssssh calm down Count, we can do this and we will and we will do it free of charge but the one in trouble is you, Hmm your feet have a very masculine smell and they are so warm but allow me to heat them up for you!" "Hmmm the smell of your feet is intoxicating and enticing and seeing the contours of your feet through the black silk sheer socks so exciting!" said Robin
His nose ran along the fabric of the socked feet facing him, his tongue then gliding along the arches and across the soles of both feet and over the toes sucking and licking them all. Their size, warmth, dampness with Spanish rich sweat from the evening's dancing, feet trapped in socks and shoes the perfect aphrodisiac for Robin. He gently nibbled at the balls of both feet and rubbed his face over the silky fabric as Count Don Gonzalez embarrassed and humiliated moaned and groaned and then instantly squirmed as he felt fingers massage his toes and knead his soles and by a woman this have proven sensual but by a man sickening and perverse as the touches were intimate and slow, methodical and controlled and he was inadvertantly pleasuring another man with his body. The fingers slowly moving up and down the socked soles of his feet and trying to keep his feet rigid and unresponsive becoming more difficult as the touches and strokes got lighter in intensity and having ultra ticklish feet losing his resolve!"
Count Don Gonzalez fought hard to keep from laughing but being blindfold and being tickled through his socks in silence from everyone including the tickler who he sensed was smelling his socked feet throughout the teasing ministrations so diligently being performed that the intentional effectiveness of the tickling was to achieve it's objective and he'd not be able to stop this from happening! He lasted as long as he could but inevitably succumbed!
"AHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!! NO PLEASE !!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!
The tickler kept tickling the Count's socked feet as he was laughing hysterically out of control on the bed
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!!"
Then very slowly his socks were peeled off and the tickling assault continued on his newly bared defenseless and vulnerable feet
"NO !! NOTTHERE !!!! NOT BETWEEN MY TOES !!!!! AHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE !!
Another intruder placed the fingertips of his left hand beneath the Count's toes and the fingertips of his right hand against his sole and very slowly, very gently drew the pads of his fingertips down along the top and sole of the Count's right foot at the same time. At first his foot jerked wildly back and forth while he screamed at him between obscenities to stop at once, but the tickler's fingertips stayed with his foot as it moved frantically back and forth and from side to side, trying in vain to avoid the gentle touch of the teasing fingertips. As the tickler's fingertips reached his heel and ankle and began to draw slowly back up toward his toes, it was impossible to escape the soft, maddening tickling.
Count Don Gonzalez proving being insanely ticklish, especially on his bare feet, he seemed to have lost all his strength and ability to struggle against the binds that bound his wrists and ankles, that all he could do was lie still, tittering lightly, suffering the light touch of the tickler's fingertips. As the others watched Marc's fingertips moved slowly up and down the top and sole of the Count's twitching feet as Marc alternated tickling them both slowly up and then slowly down, his fingernails never even grazing the skin, just the pads of his fingertips very slowly, very lightly caressing both bare feet, his hands moving in unison, up and down, up and down, covering every inch of Count Don Gonzalez's bare feet, this gentle tickling, Marc's speciality was teasing torture extraordinaire!
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!PLEASE STOP HAHAHHAHAHHANOOOHEEHEEHEEHAHAHA!"
Marc looked over to the other ticklers as he continued to stroke Don Gonzalez's feet and Dean took his place
"No!" Gonzalez begged between new giggles. "Hee-hee-hee- hee-hee! Enough It tickles!"AHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHA !!! HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE !!!!! STHAHAHAHAHAHOOOOOP!""Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah! Tee-hee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Sto- ha-ha-ha-hap! Don't tickle my fee-hee-hee-hee-heet!"
Dean used the tip of his index finger very lightly, drawing slow, lazy strokes with that single fingertip up and down, up and down the count's soft, bare soles. He never changed his tempo, but simply stroked up to just beneath the middle toe and back down, gingerly along the very middle of his sole, to the center of his heel, and then back up again with that one gentle fingertip, up and down, up and down, tickling and tickling and then used all five fingertips in much the same way softly caressing the top of Don Gonzalez's bare feet, from the base of his toes, down to the ankle, back up and from side to side.
"HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" Don Gonzalez roared hysterically.
Dean continued to caress the top of the Count's feet with his fingertips then he began his speciality and tickled the Count's feet and toes with the feather. The Count squirmed and laughed and really went manic as Dean feathered first one foot than the other and altered the sequence so the Count never knew which foot was going to be teased so horribly so unable to prepare for the feather attack and the sawing in between his toes by Dean. The Count's loud laughter was music to all the tickler's ears and they knew they would gain the combination number but were in no need of rushing to get the information! Count Don Gonzalez was so sensitive right in the centre of his feet and also on his arches and under his toes, Dean mercilessly enjoyed exploiting the sweat drenched Count's ticklishness
"HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" Don Roberto guffawed. "STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAP! DON'T TI-HI- HI-HI-CKLE MY FEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEET ANY MORE! HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!"
Robin brought his lightly wiggling tongue down to the tender arches of the Count's feet and enjoyed lickling down to the heels then back up to the balls of each foot, licking beneath the toes and in between them where Count Gonzalez's foot stink was strongest too and then back down to the arches to linger there for long, tortuous moments, lightly and randomly tongue teasing indulging in lickling and lickling and lickling. Count Don Gonzalez so reactive to this that he laughed even harder, he actually shrieked hysterically as his bare feet endured the soft, merciless lickling from Robin's teasing, tormenting, tortuous, tongue technique!
"NO !!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHE!
Then Marc held the electric toothbrush 'Bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz' and activated and going to take tickling to a whole new level for the Spanish Count and Robin told him to think of the tortures of the Spanish Inquisition and he would perhaps have an idea of the hell he was about to endure!
Marc ran the revolving bristles up and down both soles and the Count exploded with laughter and frantic movements on the bed and Marc thrilled by this ran it again up and down each sole one after the other but like Robin alternating foot to foot with no system and teasing along both arches in turn making Count Don Gonzalez's toes spasm. He went ballistic as Robin would intervene and lick one foot after the other so they as well as being sweaty were saliva lubricated so with very little effort on Marc's part the sonicare slid over each foot devastatingly! Robin sucking and nibbling all ten toes as additional torture!
"HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Robin then held each foot in turn and kissed and nibbled them making sure his nibbling was sensuous as the Count tried to clench his toes to foil the oral attack but then Marc punishing him torturing him with the electric toothbrush so he would submit his toes to Robin's eager mouth as he had an insatiable appetite for the sweaty toes which demanded satisfying! As Robin's tongue slipped in between his toes the torment was unbearable as it was another man's mouth!
Dean then stepped in and continued to drag his one lazy fingertip up and down both Count Don Gonzalez's bare soles and loved the feel of the smooth skin against his fingers and continued to caress the top of both feet gently and lovingly ever so lightly, dragging them gently, palm down, from the base of his toes to the heels and then reversing his hand, bringing it palm up toward the toes again and repeated the motion over and over. Robin then again softly kissing and licking along both arches to the toes, sucking and nibbling them but sensually so the Count gasped! Then Marc said with pleasure comes pain as he ran the revolving bristles up and down the soles of each foot in turn.
"HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE!," Don Roberto cried out. "NO MORE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! IT TI-HI-HI-HI-HI-HI-CKLES! IT TI-HI-HI-HI-CKLES MY FEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEET! STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH- HAH-HAP! HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" He screamed with helpless laughter."WHA-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! WHAT ARE YOU-HOO-HOO-HOO-HAH- HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" he yelled"NO- HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO! NOT THA-HA-HA-HA-HAT! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE- HEE-HEESE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE DON’T DO THIS! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH AHAHAHA I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE DON’T AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THIS PLEASE DON’T DO AHAHAHAHAHAHATHIS! I’M BEGGING YOU PLEASE!"NO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO-HO MORE-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH! PLEA- HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE! HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH!" he shrieked.
Marc ran the revolving bristles up and down Count Don Gonzalez's soles faster and faster and Robin then was enjoying licking both feet and sucking the Count's toes and licking under and in between them all and loving their raunchy smell and ripe taste and as he orally enjoyed them telling the Count this
"NO MORE! PLEA-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEESE! I BEG YOU! HA-HA- HA-HA-HA-HA! PLEASE STO-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAPHEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE! HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA! JUST STO-HAH- HAH-HAH-HAH-HAH-HAP TICKLING ME-HEE-HEE-HEE-HEE!" Count Don Gonzalez screamed.
The Count was now reaching the point where his laughter was now longer audible, he bucked his hips, twitched his toes, and sobbed and gasped noiselessly. Dean drew the feather quill up and down each foot as in turn they tensed and he then gripped each foot in turn and concentrated on one at a time so the strokes were as slow and tortuous as possible and stroked it under his toes loving the desperate reaction and then stroked along the arch of the foot held and then teased the other foot the same way.
“NOOOI CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE!HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!!! NOOOOOO !!!!!
Robin was soon lickling the Count's sweaty feet saying they tasted delicious nibbling all the toes and licking under then which sent the Count into shrieks of insane laughter as his struggling to be free increased and he pulled frantically at the bonds he was secured with. Dean then bent back the toes of the Count's right foot and stroked under them very lightly, very gently and then the same with the left foot and this light tickling conducted with sadistic precision so Count Don Gonzalez was being driven tickilishly insane. The intense tickling went on from 11pm to 6:30 am with short breaks every hour and the combination number not given as Robin, Marc and Dean enjoyed themselves so much they did not want police called and once releasing Count Don Gonzalez he with no strength lay exhausted on the bed still in his night wear minus his slippers but what could he report, there were no marks on him and no witnesses and the guys left haviing reconnected the house alarm system!
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