• The TMF is sponsored by Clips4sale - By supporting them, you're supporting us.
  • >>> If you cannot get into your account email me at [email protected] <<<
    Don't forget to include your username

The TMF is sponsored by:

Clips4Sale Banner

President Don Turtelli Part 9: "Blinders" M/f Sexual

CapturedDoll

Verified
Joined
Jul 27, 2014
Messages
4,923
Points
48
Feet/Genital/ Underarm tickling scenes...




IMG_0709.JPG

Doll's awoke to the sound of birds flapping around. Her eyes blinked open slowly. Confusion laced her thoughts. "Where am I?"

She looked down at the blanket she was covered by. A white, puffy, comforter... laying on purple cotton sheets. Afraid to move having no idea where she was... Doll raised her eyes and realized she could see... "PIGEONS?! Am I... dreaming?"

She slowly sat up bewildered, and slipped out from the comforter. "No... I'm not. New York City?!"

Doll covered her mouth in shock. Blinking rapidly... she stood up with trepidation. Her eyes took in the vast and beautiful city before her. Sun light streamed in through the window. It forced her to hold her hand up and shield her eyes. Looking down she saw that her pink heart pasties were on full display in front of all of NY. She closed her robe and tied the silk belt into a bow. It was then she heard light breathing behind her. Doll slowly turned around.

There laid Don... in bed with April O' Neil?! He was laying on his back with April draped naked over him. Her head was relaxed on his shoulder. Don was still dressed... wearing a sleeveless, white under shirt and black pants. They were both sound asleep.

Doll turned away CONFUSED. Looking back outside... she started to search her memory banks of what had happened the night before. The last thing she remembered was... "Ouch! WHAT A HEADACHE!" She silently spoke the words as she touched the back of her head. Better search for coffee and aspirin. She stepped around the purple robe she saw lying on the floor and picked up Don's hat, placing it beside his briefcase gently. Sizing up the 2 of them in bed together was just EPIC. Though this being QUITE the ODD sight to behold... it wasn't worth the pain to keep standing there. "I need my phone back... talk about a Kodak moment." She bemusedly thought to herself. As she walked to the bedroom door, Doll assumed they MUST have had a threesome together. Which was cool... April was BEAUTIFUL. And Don of course was wonderful. She tried to remember a moment of it... but couldn't. Not one.

Doll stood in front of the door and turned the handle. It was locked. She stood there for a moment wondering if she was turning it wrong, and bent down to study the handle.

"Good morning Doll."

She jumped 10 feet. Her heart raced as she turned around. Don was smiling at her. She began to relax. "You scared me!" She whispered with a slight giggle and smile.

"I'm sorry. Where are you going?" Don said in a low, deep voice.

"To... search... for coffee? And aspirin maybe? I have a BAD headache." She whispered back.

"There's aspirin in the bathroom." He took his arm away from April to point her in the right direction. "I'll make us some coffee in a little while. Get the aspirin and some tap water. And then come back to bed."

"Oh... ok." Doll whispered back. She quietly treaded across the floor in her bare feet. Passing an enormous open closet... she walked down the long hall and entered a HUGE and GORGEOUS bathroom. The shower and toilet lay to the right behind a dusky purple, glass wall. There was even a jacuzzi! Pink orchids were placed here and there. "I HAVE to take pictures later. This is BEAUTIFUL".

She took the opportunity then to pee. Sitting down... she looked to her left and saw 2 books laying on a small table beside her. "Sophia Loren's Recipes And Memories". And, "Five Families: The Rise, Decline, and Resurgence of America's Most Powerful Mafia Empires."

She looked at the Mafia book and focused on the word resurgence. A chill ran through her. She KNEW Don was in the Mafia. And just seeing this book brought home the reality. Though... she was always more than a little curious of what it would like to be with a Gangster. The movies and true crime stories consumed her as a teenager. She even developed a few crushes. Jimmy "The Gent" Burke she WISHED she could have met. Thought Robert Deniro was the ACTUAL fantasy for her as opposed to the real man. The Mafia STILL fascinated her. Cheap thrills. All of course from the privacy (and safety) of her bedroom. Mentally surfing the edge of danger... the ultimate ride of seduction. But NOW... to be in NYC with a REAL GANGSTER?! She was both nervous... and growing VERY excited. The White House experience with Don had been AMAZING. But they hadn't yet spent much time together. To wake up HERE with HIM?! THIS was BLISS.

She imagined herself covered in diamonds and fur coats... on Don's arm walking down 42nd Street. Times Square. Riding yachts and limousines. Serving him and his mob friends drinks while they gambled illegally. All around New York in underground bars and the backrooms of Italian restaurants. She bet if someone EVER said a cross word to her... he'd probably SLAP them. Actually... he'd probably tickle them like crazy!! That was even HOTTER. She laughed at her wildly spinning imagination. But... she wasn't exactly imagining anything untrue thus far. A Gangster that wouldn't hurt anyone? Just tickle torture them. This was beyond her wildest fantasies come true!

She decided to clean up using his purple towels, and lavender soap near his faucets. Then brushed her hair and looked around. She couldn't help but be a little nosey. His cologne was called "Animale' Animale'". Or in english: "Animal Animal". Mmm... smells NICE. Finally looking into the medicine cabinet... she opened up the door and saw something that made her blood run cold. A GUN. It sat all alone on the middle shelf. Her eyes widened as she took a step back.

Doll hurriedly scanned the rest of the cabinet and found the aspirin. But she was so rattled that she spilled the contents of the bottle all over the sink and floor. HORRIFIED at what she had just done... she DIVED down to the floor and started scooping them all up as fast she could. A scene from "Goodfellas" popped into her mind. The one where Karen was asked to hide a gun for the first time by her husband, Henry Hill. It flashed across her mind in it's entirety. And one scene led to another, and another. The beat down the neighbor had taken. Slapping around Karen. The girlfriends. Prison. Drugs. The MURDERS. She knew how THAT REAL LIFE love affair turned out...

Am I ready for that kind of life? Am I SUPPOSED to be a part of that life? But Don... wasn't like that... WAS HE? No. No way. She saw the way he had been treating the celebrities all week. He was a bit stern in how he talked to the TBI... and America. But... that was his JOB now. He was PRESIDENT. He was showing everyone a new way to handle problems. And save them MONEY! She really liked that.

AND: No more violence. "One Nation Under One Feather." If he WAS a mobster... he wasn't ANYMORE. Doll's mind was far, far away as she continuously reached out to pick up the pills. But not really picking up any of it.

Suddenly, her eyes fell upon Don's naked feet standing there in front of her. She jumped and looked up at him nervously. He looked over to the open cabinet and narrowed his eyes. But then relaxed them and said. "I'm sorry about that... I didn't realize I'd be having company." He put his hand out to her and said "Leave that... I'll get to it lata". Doll placed her hand into his and shakily stood up. He reached over to a glass on the sink and filled it with water. Then took 2 aspirin that had fallen onto the sink. "Here you go". Doll took the water and pills and quickly swallowed them. She drank up the entire contents of the glass while watching him.

Looking back into his eyes she prayed he wasn't angry. She let her eyes trail down over his chest and arms. For a man in his late 40's or early 50's... (55?) He didn't have the body of an exercise junkie... but he definitely was doing SOMETHING right. His arms had some muscles and a nice overall tone to them. Flat stomach too. As she put the glass down... he put his hands onto her waist and brought her towards him. He placed a hand under her chin for a long and sensuous kiss. Then he picked her up, turned around, and carried her back to the bedroom. She was still scared at what she had seen. And thought about. But became more relaxed now that she had realized he wasn't mad. She smiled happily just to be with him. She even giggled now as he smiled seductively at her. She kicked her feet playfully a few times and placed her arms around his neck. How could she be made to feel so safe in the arms of a Gangster? Well... former Gangster.

Don laid her on the bed gently. She smiled a little nervously... but laid back nonetheless. Aside from the limo ride... (and last night??)... THIS was going to be her first real time with him. She wished they could be alone but at least April was asleep. Doll wanted to ask him to move her elsewhere but... asking him to do ANYTHING suddenly seemed... unthinkable. As he laid down between them... Doll tried to remember what had happened the night before. Even a spec of it but... nothing was coming to her. All she could see, as she turned the clock backwards was the color pink. As if she'd had pink shutters across her eyes all night long. Why?

Don smiled down at her and reopened her belt and robe. Then he pulled one of her legs toward him, opening them up gently. He laid his own leg over her knee. Whispering to her he said: "Stay still... TRY to be quiet... and put your hands underneath you." Doll did as she was told and slid her hands underneath the small of her back.

He started slowly wiggling his fingers over her face... and floated them down over her neck... then her chest... wiggling them in slow motion. His fingers made shadows across her as they hovered inches above her. He let his fingers speed up the further away he got. Doll began to smile and giggle even before he arrived at his destination. He raised his hand back and put a finger to his lips... "Shhhh..."

Dom moved his hand back down over her body. The shadows made it seem like a ghost was tickling her. She giggled quietly and squirmed a little. Soon his left hand hovered directly over and between her legs. Laying on his elbow... he re adjusted his arm slightly, and brought his right hand up over her face. He covered her mouth.

As Doll felt his hand placed firmly over her. A moan and whimper mixed into her voice underneath his hand. She watched as his other hand lowered itself down onto her. His fingertips began slowly tickling her pussy. She giggled sweetly under his hand. Her pussy was VERY ticklish though and she began trying to move her hips out of the way. With his right hand he moved her head slightly to face him. He shook his head back and forth a few times "No." Doll stopped moving and giggling as his intentions became crystal clear. Don moved her head back into its previous position.

Suddenly he moved his fingers frantically all over her naked pussy. Soft, but fast... his fingers jerked around spastically all over the area. She dug in to the bed with her hands, grabbing at the sheets underneath her. Doll began giggling more intensely under his hand. But her laughter was muffled and remained fairly muted. He watched her in serene silence.

He stopped for a moment then and whispered to her. "Place your right foot across your left knee. And keep it there." Don moved his own leg off of her thigh and waited as she quickly laid her foot over and against her knee. Her right leg made a triangle. She felt like a human flamingo and giggled at the visual.

Don showed her just a single finger and began twitching it like a slow moving inch worm. Up and down in front of her eyes. Then the finger moved away from them... higher and higher into the air. When his arm was completely straight... he SHOT IT DOWN making contact directly to the middle of her bare foot. She giggled like crazy under his fast tickling, finger tip. Her ankle tried to roll itself away and side to side. But it just caused the ankle to roll forward and back. Thankfully her shin was just high enough that it helped her keep her foot in place. Or else her foot would have snapped far away like a rubber band. Even being tortured like this she knew to make every effort to keep her foot still. He tickled at it full throttle as his finger danced up and down her extremely ticklish sole. This odd position of self induced bondage was keeping her quite still. And that alone was turning her on. She had to shut her eyes as the sun was blinding her. But every once in awhile she peeked open her left eye and watched his finger tickling at her foot. That was turning her on even more. And then... he started tickling her clit.

He started to gently force the orgasm from her. Don went back and forth with his finger. A tickle to her arch... and then a tickle to her clit... a tickle to her toes... a tickle to her clit. A tickle to her heel... and back. This was such an unbelievable turn on she could feel the orgasm coming already. Her bare foot was taut and open laying around the curve of her knee. Every time he tickled at her clit... her body trembled. Then her foot would tremble and shake from his tickling touch. She tried to playfully struggle but her arms remained pinned. And his hand remained across her mouth.

Quickly then he unzipped his pants and gave himself a few heavy strokes. He groaned over his hand as he continued watching her eyes circle all over the place. The forced laughter danced across her eyes and it was electric to him. It made him feel like the conductor of 2 separately flowing currents. He gave her ticklish foot a long, drawn out tickle. Extending the tickle to make her laughter near continuously. Then he went back to her clit and wiggled his finger tip... softly tickling at it more and more. Her body began to tighten as her orgasm rose closer and closer to the surface. Then he gave himself a few strokes. Watching her eyes open and close... helpless to the tickling.

Being tickled into madness was part of the game. He loved watched the mind short circuit between the need to cum... and the overwhelming need to escape. Over and over he tickled her arch... then her clit... then stroked himself. A tickling triangle of sensitive areas that were soon to make them both cum. "I love how ticklish you are Doll. Tickle tickle tickle..." He trickled his words down deeply into her ear. Striding his finger up and down the center of her arch. Her giggling became extreme and louder in her throat as her body stiffened itself over and over. Her toes would wiggle slightly now again... then stretch back tautly from the repeated, tickling shocks. The foot had a mind of its own really when it was being tickle tortured. And it wanted to RUN.

Don tickled at her clit again and made her face tilt again toward's him. The shadow of his hand seemed to amplify the darkness of his words to her. "I'm going to make you become SO TICKLISH... you won't be able to THINK anymore. I'll make you go INSANE from the torture. Sexual, Tickling HYSTERIA. JUST FOR MY AMUSEMENT. I'm gonna to break the pull string from your back "Doll". YOU'LL NEVER STOP LAUGHING. A brain broken, ticklish, laughing, DOLL. Cumming solely just from having your FEET TICKLED. OVER... and OVER... and OVER."

He tickled her foot between her pinky toe and 4th toe... making her hysterically scream. Her breath broke through her lips and rippled slightly under his hand. He gave himself a few more strategic cock strokes. Going faster and longer before finally resuming tickling her foot. Her muffled laughter was breaking out under his hand and it was thick with desire. And when he tickled at her clit once more she gave out the signal with her voice she was getting ready to cum. He decided to prolong her torture for just a minute or so more by tickling her foot like mad. Her foot was so ticklish now... her muffled laughter was just CONSTANT. Doll was delirious with laughter and desire. He tickled at her toes... inching his finger madly against each one at random. Doll tried to buck her hips but she really couldn't... her "flamingo leg position" forced her to stay down. She was completely helpless to do anything but lay there within her human bondage.

He gave himself a few more strokes and tickled her foot once more. Doll laughed crazily as her lust to cum overwhelmed her. And then she felt him tickling her clit for the final time.

"Mmmmmhmhmhmhm mmmm mhmhmhmhm.... MMM... MMMMM...MMMMHMHM... MMMMMM MM... MM... MMMM MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!"

His tickling finger released her orgasm. The intensity of the orgasm met his fingertip full on. It spread through her nerves and throughout her legs. Rising into her stomach. Like sparklers, her nerve endings tingled and lit up all around her body. He kept tickling it making her orgasm go on and on. She could feel the sheets soaking warmly beneath her. When the orgasm seemed to finally subside... he went back to tickling her entire foot with now all FIVE of his fingers. Her foot jumped. Her muted, screaming laughter rang sweetly through his hand and into his ears.

He knelt up, taking his hand away from her mouth. He pulled her foot away from her knee and knelt between her legs... sliding himself inside of her. Her pussy was still convulsing... and her voice still laughing. He fucked her then... sliding in and out, over and over until he let go far too quickly inside of her. He placed his lips against hers to feel the last traces of her laughter. To feel the smile that he had made her wear under his hand for so long. The corners of her mouth were raised and he could feel the outline of her lips. That induced pleasure... that tortured smile.

Don moved his hands down by her sides and tickled her ribs. He wanted to widen that smile back up again. Feeling her lips widen back into full laughter. The more she laughed... the more he wanted to cum again feeling those smiling lips. Without even having pulled out yet... he started fucking her again as he trapped her lips under his. He used his hands to steady her face for a moment. But to tickle her he had to let go and went back down her sides... He pressed harder against her lips to force her to stay still. But the more he made her laugh... the more she lost her air. She tried to turn her head but he wouldn't let her.

If she managed to move her head he was right there to follow her lips wherever they went. Like miniature ropes lassoing her smile. She finally tricked him, slowly moving towards the left but then jerked her face away to the right. She sucked in as much air as she could get in the seconds she had. So he tickled her in the creases of her pinned underarms. It caused her to straighten back her head forward and open her mouth to laugh. He resumed control of her lips by pressing back onto them. Forcing his tongue deep inside her mouth.

Feeling which way her tongue was riding out her laughter. Did it shake? Did it wiggle around? Or did it stay planted at the bottom of her mouth or at the top? He searched the inside of her mouth. Trying to get a mental pulse of how ticklish she was. Trying to push on her tongue to see if he could keep it still long enough to see which way it would go. But the game ended as he came again suddenly. The relief he claimed made him give Doll back the air she desperately needed. She coughed and sucked in as much as air as she could get. Her eyes were wide with shock, confusion... and FEAR.

As Don's orgasm reached its limit... he pulled himself away from her and laid back down beside her. He gave her room to free her hands and then turned her body towards him. He was smiling ear to ear.

Doll began to open her mouth and realized quickly she had better think for a second before she freaked out on him. And... to get her breath back.

"You were... *air* amazing!" *air* She smiled an actual, genuine and sincere smile. "But... *air*... I couldn't... BREATH at the end." *air*

"OH..." he reached for her hand and kissed the top. "I'M SORRY. I just LOVE to feel a woman's laughter against my mouth... To understand whats happening from the inside. A forced smile against my lips is so SEXY. When they quiver... or open wide in shock. And what the tongue does in response to being tickled. The breath... the inner reactions. You can feel the nerves stretching and pulling within the face. Its like feeling the mind go CRAZY from the INSIDE. They say the windows are the eyes to a person's soul. But no one EVER talks about the MOUTH."

Doll listened intently as she swallowed up more air. She nodded her head profusely against the pillow. His words made sense on some level. But... to understand this fully was going to take a WHILE. She had never thought about the aspect of "from the inside". Suddenly the gun paled to what was now staring directly at her.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to scare you. I was just dying to get a better read on you... of your mind's inner dialogue. One night.. I could show you better what I mean. I've never gotten the chance to really... to learn a woman better like that... They always run away! Or don't call me back! They think I'm trying to kill them or asphyxiate them! I gave up years ago. I'm TOO fast... I know that. It's not like I want that all the time. Just every once in awhile to REALLY feel the MIND being TICKLED. Its the closest one can get to the brain. The inner workings of it. NO ONE understands that. I guess I'm the only one who sees that..." He shook his head irritatedly. "And now I'm scaring YOU OFF TOO. FUCKING FANTASTIC!" He started to sit up but Doll quickly put her hand on his shoulder and said "WAIT." He slumped back against the pillow.

Doll rested her hand onto Don's cheek. "I THINK I understand. But... you didn't give me ANY WARNING. Warn me next time... and go slower with me when you want to do that. Ok? It sounds FASCINATING ACTUALLY!" The moment scared me. Not KNOWING scared me. The understanding of it to play around with in the future DOESEN'T."

She continued. "And believe me... EVERY KISS until now has made me... VERY turned on. This whole morning was WONDERFUL. I don't remember exactly what happened last night... but I just wasn't prepared for breath play. It IS in a sense Asphyxiation. But... if you give me some time to learn... I think I'll be game for it..." She smiled sweetly towards him and cuddled herself closer.

"Alright..."

He blinked back his surprise. But narrowed his eyes. He couldn't risk getting his hopes up again. Not again. And after last night... he didn't even know if Doll would be sticking around. Well... she WOULD be... but it would be nice to have a woman WILLING to be put in restraints sometimes. And she SEEMED to be willing for MOST of what he was into. Still... He hoped he hadn't fucked this up already. After last night... He would have to think about how to explain it all away. He HAD justifiable reasons of course. And she DID give her consent before hand. THAT had been recorded while they had spoken in the hallway.

I'll ask her if she wants breakfast... and while I make it I'll have some time to think. But what about April? She would be waking up soon... And he HAD to make time to talk to Pauly... FUCK. Well... Doll may have to wait... if need be... he'd tie her down and press her toe ring again to buy some time. But he'd wait to the last second possible before he did it. He just wanted to just enjoy a normal breakfast with her. He was about to open his mouth when she opened hers.

"What... is the gun for...?" Doll asked with renewed trepidation.

Oh boy... here we go. "For protection honey. I'm the President ya know" He laughed.

"But aren't you... in the..." She held back the word.

"Never mind."

"No what... am I in the what?"

Doll paused. This was crazy... she COULD trust HIM with her feelings. Right?

"The... um... ma... fi... a..." Her voiced trailed off into a barely audible whisper. "It's cool with me... I get it." She smiled nervously.

OH. FUCK. ME. NOT THIS.

"NO Doll. I'M NOT. Why would you even think THAT? Never mind. I know WHY. It's because of the broad laying beside us. And her rat husband! You saw it on the internet right? RIGHT??

"Well... yeah... I... TMZ wrote that um... you ah... but I never believ...

"NO BUT... I'M NOT!! And if I WERE... I COULDN'T. TELL. YOU. That's a CODE of HONOR among MEN to PROTECT the people they LOVE. All these FUCKIN SHOWS with the "Mob Wives" and blah blah blah. Gotti's fucking brats runnin' around... Their AIN'T NO LOVE OR HONOR going on in THOSE HOUSES. BELIEVE ME. I have that gun for PROTECTION. I have LOTS of GUNS. I'm a RICH and POWERFUL MAN!!

"Oh... I..." Doll thought about what he said with a long pause. "I GET IT! I UNDERSTAND." She winked, nodded and smiled. "But I love the Sopranos... and Goodfellas and stuff... so... um... is that ok? Can I still watch them? Is it too obvious... or should I..."

Don rolled his eyes so far back into his head he thought they would pop out of his ears. Jesus CHRIST. A MAFIA GROUPIE?! WELL... she definitely came to the RIGHT PLACE. But he HAD to put the kibosh on this RIGHT NOW.

Don placed his hand under her chin and steeled his eyes against hers. He raised himself back onto his elbow so he could look down at her. Forcing her to look up at him.

"This is the LAST TIME we are EVER going to have THIS CONVERSATION. You can watch WHATEVER THE HELL YOU WANT... HELL I LOVE the OLD movies and I LOVE The Sopranos! BUT... He gripped her chin tighter. If you EVER say MY NAME... and the term MAFIA in the SAME SENTENCE AGAIN... WE'RE FINISHED."

Doll shook under his grasp. A tear fell down her face. "I'm SORRY DON... I WON'T. NEVER! NEVER AGAIN".

"DOLL... theres the kind of broken doll I COULD LOVE... And there's the kind of BROKEN DOLL that CAN'T BE FIXED. DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT I'M TELLING YOU?

Doll tried to nod her head but his grasp was so firm she just said "YES YES YES" instead.

"YOU HAD BETTER."

Don let go of her and watched her. She started to cry from the shock. He scared her. Well... he HAD TO. Just because HE didn't kill people... (Well once... but THAT guy was an ASSHOLE.) It didn't mean other guys around here WOULDN'T THINK TWICE ABOUT IT.

GOD DAMN IT. WHY DO WOMEN HAVE TO ASK SO MANY QUESTIONS? He couldn't even turn on her ring now. HE NEEDED to make sure she understood this. CLEARLY. Ok... it was time to lighten the mood back up. He didn't want to make her cry. FUCK. "Come here baby..." He wrapped his arms around her and let her cry against his chest.

"It'll be ok. I didn't mean to make ya cry. But there ARE bad guys around here. And the media has been hounding me for years about this." He pointed behind him with his thumb in April's direction. "Its a touchy subject. I just can't have you running around acknowledging that NONSENSE. Not to your friends, family, the TMF... NOBODY. It gives people ideas! I don't NEED THAT. Not to LEAST mention...
I'm the PRESIDENT. And that DOES MAKE ME A TARGET. And if you're with me... SO ARE YOU NOW. IT'S REAL IMPORTANT HONEY YOU LISTEN AND OBEY ME ON THIS."

She pulled away and shook her head frantically. YES! She understood. "Why did I even ask such a stupid thing!! I'm SO SORRY. (Did I really think he would say YES? OMG: SO D.U.M.B) She winced at her stupid mistake making her cry again.

"Ok ok... CALM DOWN... I FORGIVE YOU. You were just curious. It's the media's fault NOT YOURS. So... that's the END of THAT. Right?" Doll shook her head as fast as it could go. "GOOD. Now... how MUCH do you remember about last night sweetheart? You said you had a bad headache."

"Um..." Doll tried to think back as she wiped away her tears. Her voice shook as she tried to relax again. "I remember... you saying something... in the hallway. Oh yeah I remember that conversation. I was going to be your arrow." She smiled. "But...the rest of the night... I don't know... What WAS it? I was kneeling down at some point... I remember... uh I CAN'T REMEMBER ANYTHING!! What HAPPENED?!

"Well... AH... You may have gotten drunk. Or... I don't know... you passed out right into my arms pretty early on. You're a lightweight honey." He tickled her sides making her laugh lightly. He tapped Doll's leg to make her sit up. She did so obediently. Don stood up and stretched looking out the window.

"Yeah I can't drink very much... Did I do anything... stupid?"

"Heh no. Not at ALL. You were wonderful. A REAL SWEET HEART. YOU were YOU. A DOLL."

"Can we watch the video of it maybe later? She tried to smile a bit broader."

"Ah well... maybe ah..." Don smiled and kissed her. "Hey... why don't I make you that coffee... and some breakfast. We'll sit in the kitchen till April wakes up. I decided to take a week's vacation! And I know my ticklish lil Doll wants to play..."

Doll smiled and shook her head rapidly YES.

"Good. He put his hand out and helped Doll up. "Doll... I meant what I said last night. Do you remember what I told you in the hallway... and my note?" Doll shook her head a wary, little yes. Don could tell her mind was very blurry... which was GREAT. He walked over to his desk and opened his briefcase. He pulled out the note and the teddy bear, giving them both to her. She smiled as she saw and held onto the teddy bear. She held up the note to read it.

"My Sexy, TICKLISH Doll...

I have never been more excited to tickle someone than I am to tickle YOU tonight... No matter what happens... think about the bigger picture here... I plan on ruling the WORLD! And I want you... on your knees, beside me... Please wear this on your pretty feet, as a token of my rising feelings for you..."

<3 Don


Doll looked up at him smiling sweetly and almost blushing. She looked down at her feet and remembered her time alone in the cell. She admired the gift all over again. "Thank you". My feelings are rising for you too..." She gave him a shy smile. They kissed each other sweetly.

"You ARE becoming MY girl. Ya got a lot to learn though... hell I do too. I haven't been in a relationship or lived with anyone since I got divorced 15 years ago. But... if you stay away from certain... words... and aspects of my life... If things keep going THIS well... I'll ALWAYS take care of you... I'd like that..." She smiled broader and nodded bashfully. He cupped her chin and gave her another long and sweet kiss.

"Why don't you go take a hot jacuzzi or shower if ya want. And I'll make breakfast.

"OK! As she walked on back to the bathroom Don quickly walked along beside her till they reached the bathroom. He took the gun from the cabinet. "I'll lock this up while your beautiful self is here."

Doll giggled. "Hey Don... why did you lock the door last night?"

He pointed at himself with both hands and said "PRESIDENT!" He smiled a wide grin and shrugged.

Doll laughed and pretended to smack her forehead. She turned around and went over to the shower. Meanwhile Don ran around the closet and bedroom to collect the rest of his guns and put them in his safe behind his winter coats.

When they were put away he went and unlocked the bedroom door. He stepped out and into the living room. Under his breath he said: "I NEED SOME MUSIC. Holy fuck this woman was a couple crayons short of a full box. Oh hell... that ain't true. She's just easily led. But WHY is he thinking about all this lovey dovey stuff? To HER?

He opened up the computer and hit play on the video that was already pulled up. Oh great. More romance. Thanks Leonard. He was about to turn it off but saw the message "CapturedDoll" wrote to him... waiting to go on their first meeting.

"I can't wait to meet you finally. I'm so excited! See you soon Don!! :)

~Doll

Oh fuck it. He wanted to go back to that moment. He liked feeling this way. The video was the last music he had played before he left to meet her. And knowing her a little more now... she ACTUALLY was one the bravest women he had ever met. As scared as she was last night... to go through with it anyway? All based on the fantasy of him and him alone. She didn't know him well enough yet to separate the fantasy from the reality. The fact that ANY woman thought of him as a fantasy... WOW. And the fact that not ONCE in the entire time he spent with her this morning... Not ONCE did she even question April being there. Just went along with the program. If it hadn't been for her bringing up... THAT... he wouldn't have had to scare her. He hoped that would be the end of it altogether. And to be cool about the lips thing? Is he dreaming? Maybe HE was the one already lost to the fantasy...

Doll was just about to turn on the shower when she heard music playing somewhere in the house. She became curious to see what Don might be playing. She walked back down the hall and tip toed out of the bedroom. The closer she got to the kitchen the more she realized she recognized the song. She dropped her towel and slid naked into the kitchen like Tom Cruise in "Risky Business". With a huge smile she exclaimed "I LOVE LEONARD COHEN!! And I LOVE THIS SONG!"

Don jumped a mile and dropped the egg he was about to crack. Even though she scared him, he laughed loudly and realized he had better turn the stove back off. Doll slid up to him and placed her hand in his. She started pulling on his hand to dance with her.



It didn't take but the first tug to start spinning her around the kitchen. They laughed and smiled joyfully... seductively at each other. But his favorite lines were coming... and to his amazement... she sang them out loud as if she had been waiting her whole LIFE just to sing them TO HIM. She looked into his eyes and wrapped her arms around his neck.

"Dance me to your beauty with ... a burning violin...

Dance me through the panic... till I'm gathered safely in.

Touch me with your naked hand... Or touch me with your glove...

Dance me... to the end of love."

Don kissed her with such burning passion. And she returned it equally. He began to realize now that he might just be falling in love with her. His heart was skipping beats inside his chest. When the music was over... he took her hand and bent all the way down to kiss it. Then he spun her around once more and told her to vamoose. He wanted to finish breakfast for them. She danced away from him back around the corner smiling. Forgetting her towel completely.

"Wow..." Don was smiling ear to ear. What a morning! But he quickly realized if he didn't come up with something to say to her about last night... that would be the first and last dance they ever shared. As he turned on the stove again he knew he would have to stick with the truth. He had used her. And not just used her... let someone else FUCK HER while she was ASLEEP! Maybe... he could harp on the fact she agreed to it... and the "alcohol" must have clouded her judgement. But the videos don't show her drinking... Maybe he could have his friend Vinnie cut and piece a video together. No... the WHOLE WORLD saw what happened last night!!! Including HIM... practically CONDONING it by letting it HAPPEN. MAKING IT HAPPEN!! FUCK!!!! He started to feel sick.

He needed a mental list. His emotions were all over the place now. First breakfast with Doll. Then do SOMETHING with April. IF she woke up soon. Then Pauly. Then... depending on what Pauly said... hopefully back to Doll and April. But... DAMN... now he was feeling TOO ROMANTIC. There was too much at stake here to just give over his heart to her. But would she still be there if he could... of her OWN accord?



Part 10: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...Turtelli-Part-10-quot-S-O-S-quot-M-ff-(Final)
 
Last edited:
(Are you in the right thread? I think you are looking for part 8 lol!)

I am informing the don about my current activity
Now if you will excuses me I got to find some people And give them the infamous Mr.cool tickle
 
Note: Reworked ending of the last paragraph around 4:30 am. I'll include it at the top of the next story to make sure everyone who read the original ending knows its been changed.
 
Last edited:
What's New

3/29/2024
The TMF Gathering forums keep you up to date on where and when folk are meeting up.
Tickle Experiment
Door 44
NEST 2024
Register here
The world's largest online clip store
Live Camgirls!
Live Camgirls
Streaming Videos
Pic of the Week
Pic of the Week
Congratulations to
*** brad1701 ***
The winner of our weekly Trivia, held every Sunday night at 11PM EST in our Chat Room
Back
Top