Katy had a problem she had to resolve and normally, it wouldn't have been such a stressful decision. Yet she was fuming with anger – such that her freckled cheeks were nearly as crimson as her fiery red hair. She had fired laggard employees before, but none were more intimidating, nor as brazen as the two German immigrants she had hired just two months before. Ignoring the fact that she stood only 5'5” in her stockinged feet, intimidation was quickly flushed away by the intensity of her anger.
Inga and Gretchen were twins that had come to the U.S. In search of work and had seemed a perfect addition to the Hotel staff. They interviewed as two demure country girls who would be hard and courteous workers. However, after only a few weeks, their usual respectable uniforms seemed to grow shorter on their 6'2” bodies, and they seemed to have lost a number of buttons ! Nylons were out of the question as the deeply tanned blondes preferred to strut around in painfully high heels – flaunting their firmly toned legs and displaying far too much of their massively endowed cleavage ! They looked more like candidates for the WWE than maids at a 5 star hotel !
Worse still, they rarely accomplished the tasks set for them and blatantly ignored the orders that Katy herself had given them regarding their dress and deportment ! But that wasn't what had Katy so furiously angry. Word had come down from the execs that the two were implicated in theft from the many rooms they serviced. Such implications reflected badly upon her as the manager and she was going to put a stop to that instantly ! At 35, and manager of such a swanky hotel, she couldn't affort any blemish on her perfect record !
Katy peered at herself in the full length mirror on the door to her office and made sure her long red hair remained in the tight professional bun she preferred, and adjusted her staid business suit – every inch the professional. HER skirts were never too short, and she found panty-hose to be totally unprofessional – only high fashion nylons would grace her trim legs ! The only non-professional thing about her was the seething anger that she had for the two German maids ! With angry intent, she clacked down the hallway in her low heeled flats, determined to confront the two haughty blondes and send them packing !
Bursting into the Laundry Room, Katy strode forcefully up to the two who were standing next to a large canvas laundry cart full of dirty towels. Planting her hands on her hips, she looked up at the two towering blondes and let loose with all of her anger !
“You two are OUT OF HERE !” she screamed, “...FIRED ! OR DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ENOUGH ENGLISH YET ?”
Inga looked down her thin nose at the diminutive redhead with a smirk of humor on her full red lips. Turning her ice-blue eyes to her twin, they seemed to communicate telepathically, and immediately went into action !
As one, they seized Katy by her arms and easily tossed the smaller woman into the laundry cart ! With a “WOOOSH” of surprise and shock, Katy found herself on her back amid a sea of damp towels; her nylon clad legs pointing straight up into the air !
“YOU BITCHES !” she screamed in her white-hot anger as she tried to grab the top of the cart to pull herself out. It wasn't going to be easy as her legs were kicking wildly and the damp towels felt more like a soggy fluffy mattress ! And for a moment, she couldn't decide whether she should get out of the cart or pull down her skirt which had ridden up her thighs – exposing the bare, creamy white skin above her hose ! Worse still, the cart was at least 5 foot tall and floundering as she was on her back, Katy couldn't reach high enough to grab the top !
Inga looked to Gretchen with a wicked smile and said “Ja, Gret, maybe ve finish up ze dirty laundry before ve go ?”
“Iss goot idea Inga, cannot let vork undone, Ja ?” With that, Gretchen grabbed a full pail of very soapy water and snagged two old fluffy scrub brushes from their working cart.
With foamy brushes in hand, the two amazons each grabbed one of Katy's flailing ankles in a grip of iron and started scrubbing the backs of her knees and calves !
Katy was just about to let loose another string of vehement cursing when she squealed like a little girl and broke down into hysterical laughter !
“NAAAAEEEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!! STAAAAAHAHAHAHAAP!”
The little redhead had always been somewhat ticklish but what a difference age makes ! She hadn't been tickled by anyone since she was a little girl, but now the sensation of those fluffy brushes against the back of her legs revealed she had become far more ticklish at 35 than she ever was at 12 ! Her normal tenor voice soared to soprano as the laughter was forced from her throat ! She tried flailing her arms and legs, but like water pouring out of a bucket full of holes, her strength drained from her with each cackling squeal !
Inga and Gretchen traded lustful grins as they realized they had a VERY ticklish little redhead under their brushes ! Being of superior genes, the two naturally ignored the shorter woman – but now, they would teach her a lesson about submission to a master race ! Cooing and giggling, they worked their soapy brushes up and down Katy's now spaghetti-like legs, delighting in the fact that she was far too weak to resist their ticklish advances !
Katy's anger disappeared as quickly as any resistance she may have once possessed, only to be replaced by an overwhelming sense of humiliation ! Within seconds, the two had rendered her completely helpless; totally devoid of any professional decorum. Cackling hysterically, they had defeated her - just by tickle-brushing the backs of her legs !
It wasn't long before Katy's expensive stockings began to run and tear as they brush-tickled her legs. More and more of her pale white skin was revealed which made the tickling even worse ! The helpless redhead could barely breathe, when Inga used her brush to flick off her sensible flat and expose a chubby, wriggling, size 5 foot ! Immediately, the buxom blonde traced her soapy brush up to Katy's wrinkly arches and began a furious scrubbing of the redhead's very tender soles !
Katy lapsed into silent, torturous laughter as the electric jolts of her sensitive sole being tickled short-circuited most of her brain ! Gretchen flicked off her other shoe and Katy was launched into apoplectic helplessness as Inga's twin went to work on her exposed sole ! What made it even worse – and deepened her overwhelming humiliation – was that each tickling jolt seemed to shoot straight up her legs and settle deep within her loins! Without even realizing it, Katy was becoming aroused by the blonde-bombshells tickle-torture! Soon the two statuesque blondes had shredded away Katy's expensive hosiery leaving her tender bare feet vulnerable to their wicked ministrations. With wicked glee, they swirled their soapy brushes until the little redhead's soles were a bright, foamy pink.
“Ach, Gretchen, now ve finish ze laundry, Ja ?” Inga cooed with an evil look in her eye. Gretchen nodded, and handed Katy's right foot to her twin, who snared both under her arm and went back to her scrubbing.
Gretchen went to the front of the laundry cart and reached down inside. Soon, a very expensive suit coat was tossed across the room. Buttons snapped, and a silk blouse followed the suit coat... a lacy black bra came next... and with a loud “RIPPPPPP” the skirt that matched the coat sailed across the room ! Katy could do nothing to stop the towering blonde from stripping her ! Weak arms tried slapping at Gretchen's hands, then feebly tried to cover her large, bobbling breasts while she laughed in hysterical helplessness !
Gretchen was about to rip off Katy's lacy black panties when she noticed how rigidly hard the redhead's nipples were ! With fiendish delight, she snared the panties' waistband and tugged the crotch up into Katy's furry red mound. A gasping shudder shook the redhead's body and an earthy little moan escaped Katy's lips as the evil blonde worked her into a state of complete arousal; the lacy panties sliding back and forth across her already hard love-nubbin. Without even realizing it, Katy's weak hands sought out her large, bobbling breasts and gently began to stroke her painfully hard nipples!
“Ach ! Mein liebchen iss tickle-slut, Ja ?” Inga said with a giggle.
“Ja !” Gretchen agreed, “...you keep brushing her bare feet like that, she cum for you!” she said as she continued to tug Katy's panties deeper into her curly red fur!
That, and the devious swirly-scrubbing her wrinkly arches were receiving from Inga was all it took to push Katy over the edge ! Shaking violently, the little redhead rotated her hips and bounced her butt in a VERY lewd display of her ecstasy ! Each brush-tickle and panty-tug made her groan even louder, and each muscle-wrenching shudder of her orgasm made her nerve endings a hundred times more sensitive!
With tears streaming from her clenched shut eyes, Katy's full lips formed an “O” of delightful arousal before her mind snapped and she lapsed into unconsciousness !
“Ja, ve haff goot kitzle-toy here, Inga !” Gretchen said, not even attempting to hide her own arousal.
“Iss goot ! Maybe tiny redhead not be so bitchy in future, Ja ?” Having said that, Inga easily slung the almost nude Katy over her shoulder and carried her to a large worktable. “Now ve find out why little redhead so quick to fire us !”
***Next ! Aryan Interrogation***
Inga and Gretchen were twins that had come to the U.S. In search of work and had seemed a perfect addition to the Hotel staff. They interviewed as two demure country girls who would be hard and courteous workers. However, after only a few weeks, their usual respectable uniforms seemed to grow shorter on their 6'2” bodies, and they seemed to have lost a number of buttons ! Nylons were out of the question as the deeply tanned blondes preferred to strut around in painfully high heels – flaunting their firmly toned legs and displaying far too much of their massively endowed cleavage ! They looked more like candidates for the WWE than maids at a 5 star hotel !
Worse still, they rarely accomplished the tasks set for them and blatantly ignored the orders that Katy herself had given them regarding their dress and deportment ! But that wasn't what had Katy so furiously angry. Word had come down from the execs that the two were implicated in theft from the many rooms they serviced. Such implications reflected badly upon her as the manager and she was going to put a stop to that instantly ! At 35, and manager of such a swanky hotel, she couldn't affort any blemish on her perfect record !
Katy peered at herself in the full length mirror on the door to her office and made sure her long red hair remained in the tight professional bun she preferred, and adjusted her staid business suit – every inch the professional. HER skirts were never too short, and she found panty-hose to be totally unprofessional – only high fashion nylons would grace her trim legs ! The only non-professional thing about her was the seething anger that she had for the two German maids ! With angry intent, she clacked down the hallway in her low heeled flats, determined to confront the two haughty blondes and send them packing !
Bursting into the Laundry Room, Katy strode forcefully up to the two who were standing next to a large canvas laundry cart full of dirty towels. Planting her hands on her hips, she looked up at the two towering blondes and let loose with all of her anger !
“You two are OUT OF HERE !” she screamed, “...FIRED ! OR DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND ENOUGH ENGLISH YET ?”
Inga looked down her thin nose at the diminutive redhead with a smirk of humor on her full red lips. Turning her ice-blue eyes to her twin, they seemed to communicate telepathically, and immediately went into action !
As one, they seized Katy by her arms and easily tossed the smaller woman into the laundry cart ! With a “WOOOSH” of surprise and shock, Katy found herself on her back amid a sea of damp towels; her nylon clad legs pointing straight up into the air !
“YOU BITCHES !” she screamed in her white-hot anger as she tried to grab the top of the cart to pull herself out. It wasn't going to be easy as her legs were kicking wildly and the damp towels felt more like a soggy fluffy mattress ! And for a moment, she couldn't decide whether she should get out of the cart or pull down her skirt which had ridden up her thighs – exposing the bare, creamy white skin above her hose ! Worse still, the cart was at least 5 foot tall and floundering as she was on her back, Katy couldn't reach high enough to grab the top !
Inga looked to Gretchen with a wicked smile and said “Ja, Gret, maybe ve finish up ze dirty laundry before ve go ?”
“Iss goot idea Inga, cannot let vork undone, Ja ?” With that, Gretchen grabbed a full pail of very soapy water and snagged two old fluffy scrub brushes from their working cart.
With foamy brushes in hand, the two amazons each grabbed one of Katy's flailing ankles in a grip of iron and started scrubbing the backs of her knees and calves !
Katy was just about to let loose another string of vehement cursing when she squealed like a little girl and broke down into hysterical laughter !
“NAAAAEEEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!! STAAAAAHAHAHAHAAP!”
The little redhead had always been somewhat ticklish but what a difference age makes ! She hadn't been tickled by anyone since she was a little girl, but now the sensation of those fluffy brushes against the back of her legs revealed she had become far more ticklish at 35 than she ever was at 12 ! Her normal tenor voice soared to soprano as the laughter was forced from her throat ! She tried flailing her arms and legs, but like water pouring out of a bucket full of holes, her strength drained from her with each cackling squeal !
Inga and Gretchen traded lustful grins as they realized they had a VERY ticklish little redhead under their brushes ! Being of superior genes, the two naturally ignored the shorter woman – but now, they would teach her a lesson about submission to a master race ! Cooing and giggling, they worked their soapy brushes up and down Katy's now spaghetti-like legs, delighting in the fact that she was far too weak to resist their ticklish advances !
Katy's anger disappeared as quickly as any resistance she may have once possessed, only to be replaced by an overwhelming sense of humiliation ! Within seconds, the two had rendered her completely helpless; totally devoid of any professional decorum. Cackling hysterically, they had defeated her - just by tickle-brushing the backs of her legs !
It wasn't long before Katy's expensive stockings began to run and tear as they brush-tickled her legs. More and more of her pale white skin was revealed which made the tickling even worse ! The helpless redhead could barely breathe, when Inga used her brush to flick off her sensible flat and expose a chubby, wriggling, size 5 foot ! Immediately, the buxom blonde traced her soapy brush up to Katy's wrinkly arches and began a furious scrubbing of the redhead's very tender soles !
Katy lapsed into silent, torturous laughter as the electric jolts of her sensitive sole being tickled short-circuited most of her brain ! Gretchen flicked off her other shoe and Katy was launched into apoplectic helplessness as Inga's twin went to work on her exposed sole ! What made it even worse – and deepened her overwhelming humiliation – was that each tickling jolt seemed to shoot straight up her legs and settle deep within her loins! Without even realizing it, Katy was becoming aroused by the blonde-bombshells tickle-torture! Soon the two statuesque blondes had shredded away Katy's expensive hosiery leaving her tender bare feet vulnerable to their wicked ministrations. With wicked glee, they swirled their soapy brushes until the little redhead's soles were a bright, foamy pink.
“Ach, Gretchen, now ve finish ze laundry, Ja ?” Inga cooed with an evil look in her eye. Gretchen nodded, and handed Katy's right foot to her twin, who snared both under her arm and went back to her scrubbing.
Gretchen went to the front of the laundry cart and reached down inside. Soon, a very expensive suit coat was tossed across the room. Buttons snapped, and a silk blouse followed the suit coat... a lacy black bra came next... and with a loud “RIPPPPPP” the skirt that matched the coat sailed across the room ! Katy could do nothing to stop the towering blonde from stripping her ! Weak arms tried slapping at Gretchen's hands, then feebly tried to cover her large, bobbling breasts while she laughed in hysterical helplessness !
Gretchen was about to rip off Katy's lacy black panties when she noticed how rigidly hard the redhead's nipples were ! With fiendish delight, she snared the panties' waistband and tugged the crotch up into Katy's furry red mound. A gasping shudder shook the redhead's body and an earthy little moan escaped Katy's lips as the evil blonde worked her into a state of complete arousal; the lacy panties sliding back and forth across her already hard love-nubbin. Without even realizing it, Katy's weak hands sought out her large, bobbling breasts and gently began to stroke her painfully hard nipples!
“Ach ! Mein liebchen iss tickle-slut, Ja ?” Inga said with a giggle.
“Ja !” Gretchen agreed, “...you keep brushing her bare feet like that, she cum for you!” she said as she continued to tug Katy's panties deeper into her curly red fur!
That, and the devious swirly-scrubbing her wrinkly arches were receiving from Inga was all it took to push Katy over the edge ! Shaking violently, the little redhead rotated her hips and bounced her butt in a VERY lewd display of her ecstasy ! Each brush-tickle and panty-tug made her groan even louder, and each muscle-wrenching shudder of her orgasm made her nerve endings a hundred times more sensitive!
With tears streaming from her clenched shut eyes, Katy's full lips formed an “O” of delightful arousal before her mind snapped and she lapsed into unconsciousness !
“Ja, ve haff goot kitzle-toy here, Inga !” Gretchen said, not even attempting to hide her own arousal.
“Iss goot ! Maybe tiny redhead not be so bitchy in future, Ja ?” Having said that, Inga easily slung the almost nude Katy over her shoulder and carried her to a large worktable. “Now ve find out why little redhead so quick to fire us !”
***Next ! Aryan Interrogation***
