"Robin eventually we meet come on in!" I said to the city banker and he apologised for being a no show twice and I told him that he was a bad boy and would be punished and he sheepishly smiled saying he was nervous as never met a guy before much less allowed himself to being dominated and controlled by one!
We sat comfortable and chatted and Robin said he was 30yrs and had been married six years and loved his wife and mother of his fivey year old son Connor but had a recurring fantasy to be secured and touched but nothing overtly sexual as he considered himself basically straight and this only being something in his mind, he hoped by experiencing it that fantasy would be better than reality and wouldn't haunt him anymore.
He said he didn't want his ass touched or his dick so I suggested a massage and he nodded and stripped out of his suit and as suggested kept his boxers and socks on and joke that as he had told me he had completed a squash evening session before his arrival and had not showered but come straight from the gymnasium and suggested he could take a quick shower but told him no need but to use the bathroom which he did.
I checked out his black lace up shoes, a size 13 which figured he being 6' plus and as I learned his father Canadian and his mother Italian which explained his naturally tanned skin and also having sultry dark brown eyes, he reminded me of Orlando Bloom the actor pretty much so anyway he was soon lying on his stomach on the restraint table and secured. I remarking his feet had a smell of foot sweat and leather as I secured them and he nodded but said nothing.
I then told him that it was time to make fantasy reality and activated the custom made table and he sensed under him parts of it opening so his dick and balls dangled under it and his nipples and armpits were exposed and then it raised a little and he said it was not what he was expecting to happen and I told him to remember my ad 'Specialising in tease and torment' and he nodded and I tolf him I prided myself on being thorough and searching for guy's weaknesses and exploiting them! Ithen asked him how regularly he played squash and he said twice a week as it was a relief from work stress and asking him this deeply inhaled his socked feet and said I loved his foot smell, very masculine and he said Marianne his wife didn't share my opinion.
I said now they were displayed for my pleasure in restrictive bondage so hoped they were not ticklish and before thinking he saying they were and he hated them messed with but realised his faux pas when I said to him this being information good to know and drew my stool up facing both secured up turned soles in black sheer socks saying he had nicely shaped feet, high arches and perfectly formed toes and inhaled them again saying and an erotic aroma! I began lightly stroking each socked sole and he reacted immediately saying it tickled and laughing as his feet were squirming and his toes wriggling and I concentrated my strokes along the arches of each foot simultaneously and then ran them to his toes and the base of his toes and his laughter became explosive and hysterical as I increased the pressure. I then abruptly stopped tormenting his very sensitive feet!
"You know Robin these feet seem too warm!" I said as he was unable to stop me peeling off the moist socks to reveal both smooth and soft large soles and then finger pads I massaged them saying he'd not been wrong saying he had ticklish feet as even this soft touch he being reactive to.
"AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA PLEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAH HA HAP!”
I then ran my fingertips lightly very slowly up and down the sensitive soles of Robin's trapped bare feet inflicting a deliberately maddening ticklish sensation as in vain he tried to escape my tormenting and teasing touch and I heard clenching his teeth to not afford me the satisfaction of gaining more laughter from him sio I sped up the caresses saying his feet were very ticklish and I intended to find out the most ticklish parts of them and torture him!
"Wh-whyhahhahahahahahahahaha nooo heeheeheehahaha?" was his response
"Why Robin? Oh one reason; because I can and pulled his toes of his right foot down and ran the feather under them and same deal with his left foot saying in the Han Dynasty in China feather tickling torture was favourite as devastating on both men and women and left no marks and interestingly male feet having more nerve endings than female feet so a greater reaction from the ticklee and much more fun for a tickler if tickling was their thing and gender of ticklee a secondary consideration! Consequently many male ticklers lost out on fun they could have but something for me to know and those curious to find out about!"
I then ran the quill end of the feather the length of Robin's soles and danced it along them which proved hellish for him as he lost it howling in uncontrollable laughter from the assault which was made deliberately tortuous an experience for him and told him worsened by the fact he had big feet and sweaty feet, much more senstive and saying this adding this needed helping out and as he panted catching his breath from the involuntary hysteria he's just been a victim of I leaned forward having stopped the feather tickle and licked his toes which I told him tasted ripe and delicious and slid my tongue in between all of his toes one by one saying his feet needed a tongue bath!
His toes salty and delicious I literally slobbered all over them and then hungrily lapped each bare sole of his feet, greedily running my tongue the length of them and being licklish as he giggled I redoubled MY efforts, voraciously devouring all of his toes taking a mouthful of them and then licking up and down his soles and grazing his arches with my teeth, I literally had a foot feast! I then substituted licking his salty toes to nibbling on them which proved intolerable for him as intended! His frantic protests ignored by me as I enjoyed satisfying my appetite with them!
"NO!! PLEASE, NO! AHH AHHH AAHAHAHAN-N-NOOO NOT LIKE THAT! NOT LIKE TH-TH-THA-AAAH-HA-HAAATHHAHAHA ...
PLEE-HEE-HEEZE!"
I glanced under the table and saw that Robin had a hard dick and let him know it saying it seemed he loved to hate his feet toyed with as I looked at his now saliva slicked soles and toes. I then slid under the restraint table and there was his dick but ignoring it I began stroking his nipples and pinching them both seeing his dick twitch and making sure my arm brushed it as I then licked his nipples as he gasped. I brushed his dick and noticed the precum and told him he seemed very excited and what a damn shame he had said no touching his dick knowing the frustrating torment he was suffering! I pinched his nipples so his dick twitched again and again and heard him gasping!
"You like this ... don't you Robin? ADMIT IT!" I said
Robin clenched his jaws defiantly and did his best to remain quiet but his arousal being so obvious and I told him so
"Your dick is so hard right now Robin, it's dripping and a real shame you don't want me touching it yeah a damn shame but your choice I guess right!"
Silence and then a reluctant response from him "Y-yes ... touch it. Touch it ... pl-please?" said in a whisper.
"Quite a big boy Robin but you did say no touching and I am a gentleman so respect this as you are straight after all but no doubt you're getting hard which has got to be frustrating but you made this request!" I said as I returned to his feet. I then decided no more gentle teasing and replaced it with a no-holds-barred torture technique, cruelly and rapidly deploying a tickle along the length of both soles of his defenseless feet driving him to enduring unmitigated ticklish agony.
"N-N-NO!! AH AH AHAHA!! NOAAAAH HA HA HA....NOOOOOOO HAHHAHAHAHAHAAA!"
His soles were all crinkled and toes clenching and I stopped the tickling and leaned into his feet and smelled them and sniffed his heels, then the arches, and then the balls of his feet and his perfect, meaty toes. I told him he had amazing feet and was it real he didn't enjoy them tickled and told him he better answer me or he'd be tickled on them to tell me.
"Er my feet are so ticklish I can't stand being tickled on my feet!"
"Okay Robin so a good job your not standing but flat on your stomach and such big ticklish feet!" I said and ran my fingers faster along the soles facing me and across his arches to the unbearably sensitive area under his toes driving him berserk as he burst into hysterical laughter as the tickling continued until he was breathless and I stopped. I went under the table again and began
licking his nipples and my fingers tickled his hairy armpits lightly and saw his stiff dock reacting and throbbing as he was getting
really desperate to cum.
"Oh, please Make me cum. Please make me cum!” he pleaded as he groaned loudly in frustration that bordered on agony and he was desperate saying "I-I ch-changed my m-mind. I w-want you to. REALLY want you to! I HAVE to cum ... please?! You have my permission to touch it ... pl-please ... RIGHT NOW...PLEASE?!!"
I greedily licked and nibbled his nipples and then licked his salty armpits which got him squirming and drove him into helpless, agonized laughter as I lapped at them inflicting oral torment on him
"AAAAAAHHNOOOOOOO!! AH AHHH HA HAAAA HAHAAAA, N-N-NOOO OH-OH-OH ... HA HAAA HAAAARRRGH!"
He gasped as I gripped his stiff dick and stroked it firmly and slowly up and down as he gasped and I began pumping his dick and loving edging him almost to the point of shooting his load and stopping and then got the feather and caressed his balls as he then yelled
"Oh fuck ... oh fuck... please ...", he breathed between clenched teeth, "Don't stop! PLEASE don't stop!! I'm s-so fucking cl-close!PLEASE!"
"Robin I promised you I'd not touch you in a sexual way so bad of me to do that as a gentleman should always honour his promises but have to say thanks for your permission to have a feel but the feather isn't me touching it!"
I then ran the feather across the head of his dick and caressed his balls nd savoured the obvious fact his dick jerked with enflamed need to shoot it's load but this release and the corresponding relief for Robin was something I was determined not to trigger happening but instead increasing his sexual tension. Then though I gripped his rigid dick and jerked him off! As he shot his load I then returned to his feet and said the problem was that having cum he was going to be even more senstive and saying this lightly drew the tines of the fork the length of each sole in turn. If he thought his feet were ticklish before, they were now way off the scale of sensitivity! Robin was a total wreck, his voice hoarse from screaming and laughing.
I swapped the fork for my fingers and began very lightly stroking his soles and tickling him horribly saying I detected he being most ticklish around his toes and across his arches but added he had been expecting a massage and began massaging his feet saying the hotter amd sweatier they got the more senstive they'd be and there wasn't an inch of Robin's big feet that I didn't rub and massage, and as I worked on him! I loving that the smell of his feet was all over my hands and engaged in massaging the tops of his feet, his toes and then slowly progressing up the length of both feet as I continued rubbing and massaging them both and then used the feather again!
"PLEASE DON’THAHAHAHA TICKLE MYHAHAHAHAHAA FEET!” pleaded Robin as I stroked both soles back and forth and with the quill end then relentlessly probing every spot on his ticklish soles and replacing the quill of the feather with my most devious weapon, my fingers. I engaged in drawing little circles around his arches and on the balls of his feet and then increased the speed of my finger tickling watching Robin suffer from the insidious tickling.
I looked at the handsome man's feet “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!" and stroked them all over and slid my fingers in between his struggling toes but then activated the electric toothbrush and explored every area of Robin's feet with the revolving bristles but soon de-activated replaced by my fingers slowly and lightly stroking both soles and teasing the base of his toes before stroking across his arches!
“AAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! NO! STOP IT!!! NNNOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOOOHAHAHAAAAAA! STOP PLEEEEEEASE I CAN’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!PLEEEEASE STOP THIS!!! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! I CAN”T TAKE ANYMORE HAHAHAHAAAA STOP TICKLING MY FEEHEEHEEHEEEEEHAHAHAHAHA!"
I told Robin that I would be stopping in a while but then replaced his socks and switched on the hairdryer as I told him that I was going to heat his feet up and then orally enjoy them as he was here to be dominated and controlled by another guy and I was more than happy to make his fantasy a reality but this meant dominating and controlling him and switching off the hairdryer then sniffed his socked feet and commenced licking the soles and sucking his socked toes sliding fingers inside his socks and stroking his bare and warm moist soles saying all he needed to do for his part of the arrangment was laugh and he was!
"HAHAHAHAHANOOOHEHEHESTAAAPHAHAHPLEASEHAHAHAHASTAAAAPHAHAHAHAA!"
We sat comfortable and chatted and Robin said he was 30yrs and had been married six years and loved his wife and mother of his fivey year old son Connor but had a recurring fantasy to be secured and touched but nothing overtly sexual as he considered himself basically straight and this only being something in his mind, he hoped by experiencing it that fantasy would be better than reality and wouldn't haunt him anymore.
He said he didn't want his ass touched or his dick so I suggested a massage and he nodded and stripped out of his suit and as suggested kept his boxers and socks on and joke that as he had told me he had completed a squash evening session before his arrival and had not showered but come straight from the gymnasium and suggested he could take a quick shower but told him no need but to use the bathroom which he did.
I checked out his black lace up shoes, a size 13 which figured he being 6' plus and as I learned his father Canadian and his mother Italian which explained his naturally tanned skin and also having sultry dark brown eyes, he reminded me of Orlando Bloom the actor pretty much so anyway he was soon lying on his stomach on the restraint table and secured. I remarking his feet had a smell of foot sweat and leather as I secured them and he nodded but said nothing.
I then told him that it was time to make fantasy reality and activated the custom made table and he sensed under him parts of it opening so his dick and balls dangled under it and his nipples and armpits were exposed and then it raised a little and he said it was not what he was expecting to happen and I told him to remember my ad 'Specialising in tease and torment' and he nodded and I tolf him I prided myself on being thorough and searching for guy's weaknesses and exploiting them! Ithen asked him how regularly he played squash and he said twice a week as it was a relief from work stress and asking him this deeply inhaled his socked feet and said I loved his foot smell, very masculine and he said Marianne his wife didn't share my opinion.
I said now they were displayed for my pleasure in restrictive bondage so hoped they were not ticklish and before thinking he saying they were and he hated them messed with but realised his faux pas when I said to him this being information good to know and drew my stool up facing both secured up turned soles in black sheer socks saying he had nicely shaped feet, high arches and perfectly formed toes and inhaled them again saying and an erotic aroma! I began lightly stroking each socked sole and he reacted immediately saying it tickled and laughing as his feet were squirming and his toes wriggling and I concentrated my strokes along the arches of each foot simultaneously and then ran them to his toes and the base of his toes and his laughter became explosive and hysterical as I increased the pressure. I then abruptly stopped tormenting his very sensitive feet!
"You know Robin these feet seem too warm!" I said as he was unable to stop me peeling off the moist socks to reveal both smooth and soft large soles and then finger pads I massaged them saying he'd not been wrong saying he had ticklish feet as even this soft touch he being reactive to.
"AH HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA PLEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAH HA HAP!”
I then ran my fingertips lightly very slowly up and down the sensitive soles of Robin's trapped bare feet inflicting a deliberately maddening ticklish sensation as in vain he tried to escape my tormenting and teasing touch and I heard clenching his teeth to not afford me the satisfaction of gaining more laughter from him sio I sped up the caresses saying his feet were very ticklish and I intended to find out the most ticklish parts of them and torture him!
"Wh-whyhahhahahahahahahahaha nooo heeheeheehahaha?" was his response
"Why Robin? Oh one reason; because I can and pulled his toes of his right foot down and ran the feather under them and same deal with his left foot saying in the Han Dynasty in China feather tickling torture was favourite as devastating on both men and women and left no marks and interestingly male feet having more nerve endings than female feet so a greater reaction from the ticklee and much more fun for a tickler if tickling was their thing and gender of ticklee a secondary consideration! Consequently many male ticklers lost out on fun they could have but something for me to know and those curious to find out about!"
I then ran the quill end of the feather the length of Robin's soles and danced it along them which proved hellish for him as he lost it howling in uncontrollable laughter from the assault which was made deliberately tortuous an experience for him and told him worsened by the fact he had big feet and sweaty feet, much more senstive and saying this adding this needed helping out and as he panted catching his breath from the involuntary hysteria he's just been a victim of I leaned forward having stopped the feather tickle and licked his toes which I told him tasted ripe and delicious and slid my tongue in between all of his toes one by one saying his feet needed a tongue bath!
His toes salty and delicious I literally slobbered all over them and then hungrily lapped each bare sole of his feet, greedily running my tongue the length of them and being licklish as he giggled I redoubled MY efforts, voraciously devouring all of his toes taking a mouthful of them and then licking up and down his soles and grazing his arches with my teeth, I literally had a foot feast! I then substituted licking his salty toes to nibbling on them which proved intolerable for him as intended! His frantic protests ignored by me as I enjoyed satisfying my appetite with them!
"NO!! PLEASE, NO! AHH AHHH AAHAHAHAN-N-NOOO NOT LIKE THAT! NOT LIKE TH-TH-THA-AAAH-HA-HAAATHHAHAHA ...
PLEE-HEE-HEEZE!"
I glanced under the table and saw that Robin had a hard dick and let him know it saying it seemed he loved to hate his feet toyed with as I looked at his now saliva slicked soles and toes. I then slid under the restraint table and there was his dick but ignoring it I began stroking his nipples and pinching them both seeing his dick twitch and making sure my arm brushed it as I then licked his nipples as he gasped. I brushed his dick and noticed the precum and told him he seemed very excited and what a damn shame he had said no touching his dick knowing the frustrating torment he was suffering! I pinched his nipples so his dick twitched again and again and heard him gasping!
"You like this ... don't you Robin? ADMIT IT!" I said
Robin clenched his jaws defiantly and did his best to remain quiet but his arousal being so obvious and I told him so
"Your dick is so hard right now Robin, it's dripping and a real shame you don't want me touching it yeah a damn shame but your choice I guess right!"
Silence and then a reluctant response from him "Y-yes ... touch it. Touch it ... pl-please?" said in a whisper.
"Quite a big boy Robin but you did say no touching and I am a gentleman so respect this as you are straight after all but no doubt you're getting hard which has got to be frustrating but you made this request!" I said as I returned to his feet. I then decided no more gentle teasing and replaced it with a no-holds-barred torture technique, cruelly and rapidly deploying a tickle along the length of both soles of his defenseless feet driving him to enduring unmitigated ticklish agony.
"N-N-NO!! AH AH AHAHA!! NOAAAAH HA HA HA....NOOOOOOO HAHHAHAHAHAHAAA!"
His soles were all crinkled and toes clenching and I stopped the tickling and leaned into his feet and smelled them and sniffed his heels, then the arches, and then the balls of his feet and his perfect, meaty toes. I told him he had amazing feet and was it real he didn't enjoy them tickled and told him he better answer me or he'd be tickled on them to tell me.
"Er my feet are so ticklish I can't stand being tickled on my feet!"
"Okay Robin so a good job your not standing but flat on your stomach and such big ticklish feet!" I said and ran my fingers faster along the soles facing me and across his arches to the unbearably sensitive area under his toes driving him berserk as he burst into hysterical laughter as the tickling continued until he was breathless and I stopped. I went under the table again and began
licking his nipples and my fingers tickled his hairy armpits lightly and saw his stiff dock reacting and throbbing as he was getting
really desperate to cum.
"Oh, please Make me cum. Please make me cum!” he pleaded as he groaned loudly in frustration that bordered on agony and he was desperate saying "I-I ch-changed my m-mind. I w-want you to. REALLY want you to! I HAVE to cum ... please?! You have my permission to touch it ... pl-please ... RIGHT NOW...PLEASE?!!"
I greedily licked and nibbled his nipples and then licked his salty armpits which got him squirming and drove him into helpless, agonized laughter as I lapped at them inflicting oral torment on him
"AAAAAAHHNOOOOOOO!! AH AHHH HA HAAAA HAHAAAA, N-N-NOOO OH-OH-OH ... HA HAAA HAAAARRRGH!"
He gasped as I gripped his stiff dick and stroked it firmly and slowly up and down as he gasped and I began pumping his dick and loving edging him almost to the point of shooting his load and stopping and then got the feather and caressed his balls as he then yelled
"Oh fuck ... oh fuck... please ...", he breathed between clenched teeth, "Don't stop! PLEASE don't stop!! I'm s-so fucking cl-close!PLEASE!"
"Robin I promised you I'd not touch you in a sexual way so bad of me to do that as a gentleman should always honour his promises but have to say thanks for your permission to have a feel but the feather isn't me touching it!"
I then ran the feather across the head of his dick and caressed his balls nd savoured the obvious fact his dick jerked with enflamed need to shoot it's load but this release and the corresponding relief for Robin was something I was determined not to trigger happening but instead increasing his sexual tension. Then though I gripped his rigid dick and jerked him off! As he shot his load I then returned to his feet and said the problem was that having cum he was going to be even more senstive and saying this lightly drew the tines of the fork the length of each sole in turn. If he thought his feet were ticklish before, they were now way off the scale of sensitivity! Robin was a total wreck, his voice hoarse from screaming and laughing.
I swapped the fork for my fingers and began very lightly stroking his soles and tickling him horribly saying I detected he being most ticklish around his toes and across his arches but added he had been expecting a massage and began massaging his feet saying the hotter amd sweatier they got the more senstive they'd be and there wasn't an inch of Robin's big feet that I didn't rub and massage, and as I worked on him! I loving that the smell of his feet was all over my hands and engaged in massaging the tops of his feet, his toes and then slowly progressing up the length of both feet as I continued rubbing and massaging them both and then used the feather again!
"PLEASE DON’THAHAHAHA TICKLE MYHAHAHAHAHAA FEET!” pleaded Robin as I stroked both soles back and forth and with the quill end then relentlessly probing every spot on his ticklish soles and replacing the quill of the feather with my most devious weapon, my fingers. I engaged in drawing little circles around his arches and on the balls of his feet and then increased the speed of my finger tickling watching Robin suffer from the insidious tickling.
I looked at the handsome man's feet “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!" and stroked them all over and slid my fingers in between his struggling toes but then activated the electric toothbrush and explored every area of Robin's feet with the revolving bristles but soon de-activated replaced by my fingers slowly and lightly stroking both soles and teasing the base of his toes before stroking across his arches!
“AAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! NO! STOP IT!!! NNNOOOOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOOOHAHAHAAAAAA! STOP PLEEEEEEASE I CAN’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!PLEEEEASE STOP THIS!!! HAHAHAHAHAAAA!!! I CAN”T TAKE ANYMORE HAHAHAHAAAA STOP TICKLING MY FEEHEEHEEHEEEEEHAHAHAHAHA!"
I told Robin that I would be stopping in a while but then replaced his socks and switched on the hairdryer as I told him that I was going to heat his feet up and then orally enjoy them as he was here to be dominated and controlled by another guy and I was more than happy to make his fantasy a reality but this meant dominating and controlling him and switching off the hairdryer then sniffed his socked feet and commenced licking the soles and sucking his socked toes sliding fingers inside his socks and stroking his bare and warm moist soles saying all he needed to do for his part of the arrangment was laugh and he was!
"HAHAHAHAHANOOOHEHEHESTAAAPHAHAHPLEASEHAHAHAHASTAAAAPHAHAHAHAA!"
