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The Centerpiece (Part 4) And addied to original)

Mac

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There was a flurry of movement as the ladies switched seats, the five who had just been tickling Robert with slightly disappointed expressions but on an adrenaline high, and the four just seated with looks of starvation in their eyes as they immediately set to work on driving Robert further into the abyss of medness. Four sets of lips presented soft butterfly kisses up and down Robert's ticklish arches or sucked longingly and ferociously at his toes as their teeth lightly scraped the undersides. Tongues probed as much as they could, forcing themselves between and under his toes. Mouths, lips, teeth, and toungue explored his feet as Robert writhed in agony caskling wildly but moaning as well. His senses were truly confused as the tip of a tongue pressed deep into his sole and ran the length heel to toe over and over again, while his other foot felt the wet wide flat tongue lick slowly across his arches. He laughed and yet in the agony the was an ecstatic bliss that was too much for him to handle. He hated it..and loved it. His mind was being ripped in two...torn between heaven and hell...it was horribly ticklish and horribly sensual...his entire foot seemingly being tickled and loved at the same time. He would moan for a brief few minutes then burst into wild frantic cackling. It was like a rollercoaster...scary, yet thrilling, terrifying, yet wonderful, couldn't wait till it was over, but then strangely dissapointed when it was. Robert didn't think these thoughts...he couldn't. He was too busy laughing...crying...moaning...and then laughing. The noises coming from inside the box were different now...nd all the stared at what little they could see of Robert's feet as they were being engulfed and devoured by pretty female hungering mouths...but they knew Robert had to be out of his mind...and they smiled.

Another change happened as well as woman began to gather in groups of three or four, eager to get their hands on those long soft horribly ticklish feet that despite the obviously agony Robert was in, did not move...could not move. He was their's to play with, torment, tickle, and tease and they now whispered and giggled excitedly discussing exactly what they would do when it came their turn. The next four women conspired as they had noticed that from the very beginning, for the most part Robert had been tickled with soft teasing strokes, other than the mischevious Brittany who scrabbled with her sharp black nails on the balls of his feet. And they also took note that the soft tickling on his arches with the feather caused him to go ballistic! They observed every technique and whether it was the skill of the women or the hyper ticklishness of Robert's feet, they realized that whatever the case...they would be the group to put him out of his misery...so to speak. But they were going to take him in another direction than the soft teasing tickling he had most experienced thus far.

Robert was beside himself at this point. The women at his feet so sensuouly lickling and kissing his soles had him in he throes of pure tickle hell...and desire. His body writhed continually, jerking in ecstatic agony as he laughed and moaned. His feet were warm from their mouths and wet with saliva when suddenly they were gone and within seconds he was screaming so loud that it hurt his own ears, his body arched as far as the box would allow and his back slammed repeatedly onto the padding beneath him. The four waiting women had taken their seats and descended on his immobile bare soles in unison, scrabbling furiously with forty sharp nails into his wet fleshy arches, heels, toes, and the balls of his feet. Scraping and scratching at the ticklish flesh, each woman grinning through gritted teeth determined to tickle him into utter madness. This was no slow teasing...no sensual softness. His soles were raked and tickled and scratchedso that lines could be seen as the nails rippled over the soles to disappear and be drawn again. And Robert screamed and screamed and screamed, this time the sounds clealy heard and loud thumping noises as his body slammed into the padding. His mind could not even register the sensations and his body reacted as if he were be electrocuted! It tickled so ferociously that he could not even laugh...only scream and how he prayed for unconsciousness. Robert's eyes were wild and wide with panic, his now screaming laughter deafening...his mouth wide his lungs bursting, his body wracked in sadistic merciless tickle torture...and finally blackness as his body slumped into unconsciousness. It took a few minutes for the tickler's to realize he had passed out and it was really only because the women observing took hold of their shoulders and arms to get their attention. And when they realized their Centerpiece could no longer respond they sat back in disappointment. (Part 5 Coming Soon)
 
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