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The Whisper - 2nd Installment

Maelstrom

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The Whisper II m/f - nylon and bare

This is my first follow up to an intro I wrote about 3 weeks ago. Please, I welcome your critiques. The more you tell me, good and bad, the better I will try to write for you all. Thank you for reading.


The Whisper – Case Study 1


Weeks had past since Carlo Renaldi made his tremendous discoveries. He and LeGita Shelan spent countless hours with each other and with fellow students from Carlo’s massage institute documenting the effects of his new Whisper touch, this new nerve therapy, had on the human body and its benefits. Previously, Carlo had made great headway with his prior technique, which amounted to an ultra soft touch that could effect many nerve endings with the manipulation of but a few. This was creating systemic healing unseen before. Migraine headaches and hormonal imbalances were correcting themselves. The technique was difficult. Only a few could achieve it, partially, because the focus required had to be exclusively on the subject. Human selfishness prevented this level of sensitivity in most people.

What Carlo discovered that afternoon with LeGita, however, was far beyond even his soft touch techniques. The technique in effect transcended even itself and produced a sensation of tickling not likely felt on another human before. Fifteen people simultaneously tickling could not have produced the sensations that this one technique had produced. The big question here was, given the exponential difference in the subject’s sensitivity, would the healing properties also be multiplied? Carlo needed to explore this further. He needed to see what this technique could do for people. He was also very excited at seeing how this effected LeGita. Although somewhat devastated from just a single touch, LeGita agreed to further treatment. Thankfully, she was a woman of great constitution who would not pass out or give up as easily as most. Carlo rigged up one of his most comfortable massage tables with soft, yet strong restraints. These would keep the subject immobile and incapable of leaping off the table. Strapping LeGita in, Carlos was beginning what would be the first of several sessions with his young apprentice. LeGita was dressed comfortably in a jogger’s bra and basketball shorts. She slipped her feet out of her flip-flop sandals before climbing onto the table. Lying face down, Carlos buckled her wrists into the padded cuffs on the side of the table, followed by her waist with the large belt-like apparatus. Next were LeGita’s ankles, which were comfortably yet securely fastened in the straps at the far end; and lastly, LeGita’s head was strapped over the padded face opening at the front of the table. All these restraints left her feeling slightly claustrophobic, yet oddly safe. They were also necessary to keep the body from any unnecessary and possibly unsafe jerking motions brought on from the extreme sensations.

“Are you ready, my sweet?”……..”Be gentle,” LeGita purred. “But of course, my dear; but it seems gentleness is causing all the commotion.” Carlos paused and entered into his own subconscious….reaching for the necessary empathy; the “other-centeredness” necessary to achieve the proper touch. His hands poised over LeGita’s armpits, Carlos began the touch. At first, it was like a whisper of air over her skin…..a light, barely perceptible breeze. Then all at once, nerve endings fired in all directions. LeGita reacted as though 240 volts of current were shooting through her body. Eight fingers under her arms were causing a ripple effect all through her shoulders, upper back, and neck. LeGita’s back arched as much as her tight bonds would allow, which was almost nil. It took a few seconds to register, but when her brain caught up with the rest of her nervous system, LeGita let rip with a blood curdling scream. NYAAAAAH!!!! NOO NOOOOO AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH !!!!!!!! I……I…….IIIIIII……Can’t ………….Taakkke …..Thisss………..NNNOOOOOOOOO! Mostly, words failed her and the deep, throaty screams would be her only form of communication. The sensory overload was beyond anything humanly imaginable. Carlos’ fingers were barely touching her. What was happening was an almost perfectly symbiotic relationship with Carlos’ fingers and the surface of LeGita’s skin…..to the naked eye, like a hovercraft gliding just over the desert floor. At the core, however, Carlos himself had gotten in real “touch” with LeGita’s nervous system…stimluating hundreds of nerves with the touch of only a few. This required not just technique, but a heart for the person on the table. LeGita’s world was spinning. There was no control, not even her thoughts. Carlos’ fingers had complete dominion over her universe at this moment…..causing lightning to strike in every direction. There was no way to pinpoint it…….Nanoseconds elapsed like hours….nothing to think……just to submit…..and to scream…………Staaahhhhhaaaaahahahahahahaaaap…….Stahahahahahahahaaaap!!!!!!….No!…Noooooooooo!…….Caaarloooss!

That was it. The safe word. LeGita used Carlos’ name. She had lasted 10 minutes, which is ten times longer than any of the other students could do. Carlos undid the straps and quickly began a deep tissue massage to ease the residual tingling. LeGita was soaking wet, her glorious mane of raven hair disheveled and matted to her head. Tears had involuntarily begun pouring from her eyes. After the massage set in, LeGita relaxed considerably. A great sense of well-being coursed through her entire body, not unlike the feeling of reaching peak physical condition for her kick-boxing tournaments.
This feeling stayed with her for days.

About 72 hours after Carlos’ application, LeGita was taken to the open MRI clinic near her house for a complete upper body scan of her nervous and muscular system. Within 30 minutes of arrival, the scan was finished and her images complete. LeGita sat with the radiologist and with Carlos to compare the day’s scans with ones taken one week prior. The differences were shocking. An old rotator cuff injury from trying to bench-press too much weight had left painful scar tissue in her shoulder. This formerly 4-inch internal scar was now barely perceptible. Internal muscle tone had increased dramatically, and nerve response times were off the charts. Not only did she no longer need surgery, but the aging process almost appeared to be happening in reverse.

Carlos was aghast. He knew his new technique would have benefits for his clients but never dreamed they could be this dramatic. LeGita was so encouraged by what she saw, that she instantly thought of an old friend of hers to introduce to Carlos. Eva Caleel had been a dear friend of LeGita’s since prep school. They were inseparable right up until their 2nd year at Oxford University. Shortly into the second semester that year, Eva began having these cluster headaches. The pain would last for 45-60 minutes at a stretch, and it was so searing, so devastating, that Eva thought she would go completely mad with each attack. At its worst, she would get these once per week. The episodes became so debilitating to her body, and were happening to her with such suddenness, that she would literally collapse in the middle of lessons. Worried, Eva’s parents pulled her out of school and began taking her to every specialist they could find. After numerous tests, including multiple MRI’s shot from every angle, no cancer or any particular disease could be found. For four years her attacks would come with varied frequency. Sometimes months would go by, and during other periods, it could be days. Eva eventually finished school, but shortly after graduation, her attacks were coming almost every day. MRI’s began to show degradation in the mylar of her nerves, and systemically she was beginning to weaken all over.

LeGita had been heartbroken over all of this, but now having seen what the Whisper could do for her in such a short time, she was sure that Carlos could also help here dear friend. After explaining all this to Carlos, he agreed to see her and spent the next several days devising the best approach for Eva. By the time Eva arrived at Carlos’ office, Carlos knew what he wanted to do. He decided to start with the headaches and work backward from there. In the past, nothing worked for a headache like reflexology. The nerves in the foot always gave such wonderful systemic access to all the body, and worked particularly well on the head. Carlos in fact had already made great headway with one of his students suffering from migraine headaches. Compared with clusters, however, even a devastating migraine was child’s play. The pain of a cluster headache is so intense that when it’s finally over, the victim actually experiences euphoria. Carlos left nothing to chance, and knew exactly how he wanted to approach Eva’s problem.

With all preparations finally made, Eva finally arrived into town. LeGita was very happy to see her friend again, but was worried when she saw how tired she looked, and how thin. Rather than allow herself to tear up, LeGita let her friend know just how excited she was for her and reassured her that this trip would not be another one of dashed hopes. Directly from the airport, LeGita and Eva made their way to Carlos’ private office. LeGita fully explained the table and restraints so it would not be a shock to Eva once she saw the equipment. At the office, Carlo greeted Eva warmly and sat her down to ask some preliminary questions about her symptoms. Eva brought her MRI images to be looked at by Dr. Vasil, the radiologist working with Carlos. She was really dressed for business today. Carlos hadn’t imagined his new client would be this stunning. Dressed from head to toe in a black pants suit, Eva looked like a tough, budding young executive. Her thick, shoulder-length auburn hair cascaded down her shoulders in silky, sensual waves. Her face was classically beautiful, with creamy, porcelain-like skin and rich, full lips. Her green eyes had a sad but hopeful look as she spoke with Carlos about what was to come. A pair of black, 4” pumps adorned her sheer-stockinged feet. Out of nervousness, Eva would cross and uncross her legs, sometimes allowing her pump to slip off her heel. To Carlos, she looked like a precious china doll. Something about her delicate features and acute vulnerability made Carlos instinctually want to protect her, particularly seeing this in contrast to the tough business exterior Eva tried to project.

As Carlos explained the procedure he was going to perform, a drastic change came over Eva in her countenance. At once her eyes went wide, instantly tearing up, while the muscles in her face all contorted simultaneously. It was obvious that Eva was in sudden, excruciating pain. It was not difficult to surmise that a cluster headache had begun and that immediate action was necessary. Immediately, in unison, LeGita and Carlos scooped Eva out of her chair and carried her to the massage table. As one unit, they strapped her facedown at the waist, wrists, and ankles. Before putting the final restraint on her head, Carlos performed an old pressure technique on Eva’s temples to take some of the edge off of the attack. It worked somewhat, but Eva was still suffering, and by now, crying and begging for help. After Eva put her face through the padded hole and the final strap was put on, Carlos went into action. They hadn’t even bothered to remove Eva’s clothing, so thankfully, all that was needed was for Carlos to remove Eva’s pumps. This proved a bit of a chore, as her muscles were now contracting all over, and her toes were involuntarily pointing; but off they came in short order.

This required absolute focus from Carlos. Few things could distract him, but a pair of beautiful wiggling, stockinged feet was one of them. In the span of nanoseconds, Carlos took in the sheer beauty of these size 8 wonders. Second toe slightly longer than the first, and her arches had the most beautiful peaks to them. The absence of callous implied regular pedicures. Carlos, snapping quickly back to reality, thought this was good, because Eva would need every bit of sensitivity she could get.

Wasting no time, Carlos’ began. Eyes closed, he ran his palm and fingers lightly over the surfaces of Eva’s soles, toes, heels, and arches……getting a feel for the contour. That done, the Whisper began in earnest. Carlos pinpointed all nerve endings and systematically began at the very center of Eva’s feet with his thumbs, circularly working outward and back. By the second go around, all 10 of Carlos’ fingers were in action, moving over the surface of Eva’s stocking feet almost like air.

It took Eva’s body a few seconds to even recognize the new stimulus over her pain. Before even noticing the fingers on her feet, Eva felt the pain, which had been like a searing piece of coal inside her head, begin to ebb away….very quickly! It actually took less than a minute for Carlos’ technique to reliever her symptoms. Now, the ensuing euphoria that accompanies the end of a cluster headache was fused with tickling sensations that Eva never knew humanly possible. Suddenly she became aware of each of the ten fingers Whispering over her soles, heels, and toes. Had she not been restrained, Eva would have leaped 5 feet off the table. As her toes wiggled a mile a minute, blood curldling screams were forced from her long throat. NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!………FEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEET!!!!….NAHHHAHAHAHAHAT…..THAAAHAHAHAHATTT!!!!!!…NO!!!!NOT..THERE!!!!!!NYAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH! Unable to even put a thought together, Eva submitted to the tickling sensations. Rhythmically, her will was taken and all there was were these sensations screaming all across the bottoms of her feet. The stockings actually added to the sensitivity and were the perfect complement to Carlos’ Whisper technique.

Within only five minutes, the pain long gone, Eva thought she might pass out. The sensation was so overwhelming. It was torturous and yet erotic. These sensations mixed with the residual euphoria of her headache’s departure, and produced a level of pleasure never known by her consciousness before. Before long, Eva’s laughter had gone silent and her breaths were coming in short, staccato rhythms. Carlos stopped for a very short break before applying the final treatment, but screaming immediately followed. DON’T STOP, CARLOS!!!…DON’T….JUST A FEW MORE……AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH…YESSS…MINUTES….AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA……MYYYYY…..TOOEEESSSSSS………YAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA…..

Eva’s endurance didn’t surprise Carlos………he immediately resumed his whisper all over her feet…keeping his touch light as air, yet increasing his speed slightly. This caused the pitch in Eva’s screams to elevate, but the patient did want him to continue, after all.

Even with the restraint around her waste, Eva’s bottom moved just slightly in an up-down fashion. After just a couple more minutes, the staccato breathing and throaty laughter was replaced by two distinct and sustained primal screams, the second one higher than the first. As the second scream subsided, Carlos lifted his fingers away. Eva had just undergone a painfully erotic double orgasm.

Spent and exhausted, Eva didn’t care if the restraints came off, because she didn’t think she’d be able to move. The attack, the tickling, the orgasm all combined in a short span of time to rob her of almost all her energy. Her thick auburn hair was soaking wet. Her black business suit was soaked in front and sticking to the table. A feeling of complete contentment swept over Eva as LeGita began undoing the straps and Carlos applied a good, hard Swedish massage to her feet to help the tickling sensations subside.

Among her feelings was one of power. Carlos’ technique combined with LeGita’s vision and compassion, along with her decision to go ahead with all this conspired to finally conquer this debilitating condition of hers. She felt free for the first time since she was 14. Of course, more treatments would be necessary, and the MRI’s would have to verify her progress, but there was no doubt in her mind that she had found what she needed to beat these awful headaches.

Carlos exited the room, and LeGita brought Eva a comfy sweatsuit and towel. After a full body massage and a shower, Eva felt more alive than she thought she ever would again. To celebrate, she and LeGita set out for a long walk and a cold drink down by the beach. Although invited, Carlos begged off. Conflicted by his own arousal, Carlos would need to keep his professional distance………….For now.

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Ah my friend, excellent indeed. Well drawn out story and delightful words. I like the intensive turn this installment brought out. I look forward to possibly another installment???


JPie
 
Thank you, JPie. Yes, I hope to get a couple more installments in on this series. I need, however, suggestions from the floor on this one, so I can put in the kinds of things people would like to see!
 
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