DeanGrimes7
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I’ve been living with my girlfriend (Sam) now for the past 4 years. We are happy, we get on and we are happy with where we are at. I’ve personally no intentions of marriage, why you ask? I’m not ready for that. I’m 25 years old, I enjoy going out, I especially enjoy going to concerts and festivals.
I also have a fascination with feet and foot fetish porn, I’ve had sessions with a local dominatrix and also with some foot model’s I’ve been in contact with on Twitter & Instagram, all paid of course. I don’t think I’m ready to commit!
Sam is great but we are wildly different, we have different likes and wants in the bed room, tbh it’s rather boring. Plus in general life we are quite different but you know what they say, opposites attract!
Now her Sister, Lisa. She’s a good mate, me and Lisa have been friends for years! We would occasionally do things together like go to gigs, go for a drink and even gym together. Sam obviously knows all about that, it’s no problem, I’m close with her whole family. I’ve never thought about making a move on Lisa, we’ve had no sexual tension (that I could read) and we’ve never tried anything, until one night in November…
Sam has a Hen Party. Wonderful. I often enjoyed having the weekend to myself. She left on Friday morning. Throughout work I was planning my weekend, Friday – Go a run after work, eat, watch some porn, shower, watch some Supernatural and sleep. Saturday – Drink… Sam would be back on the Sunday afternoon so I would obviously have to arrange something for then!
Friday 1730 the best time of the week! Home, eat, run and now onto some porn. I often enjoy flicking through playlists and often watch a handful videos and have another handful open, I find myself orgasming over a “Veronica Velet” video, a control orgasm, excellent video. I had, 3 videos opened that I had wanted to return too, “Broken Brooke (TA), Catherine Foxx torturing male (tickling and HJ) & a compilation of climaxing to foot jobs. I thought to myself that after the shower I’ll treat myself.
Once I got out of the shower, I froze in panic. I could hear one of my videos playing, I run into the living room with the towel barely draped round me to find Lisa sitting legs crossed with one of the video’s playing. Lisa has a key for our house and me being a complete airhead forget she was calling over with some food.
I turned in to mess, I was red as a beetroot and completely dumbfounded. Lisa smirks and remarks “so… is this what you’re into then…?” I sheepishly responded “yy…essss” “Oh cool...” came the response. Then she changed the subject and started talking about normal stuff, I went and pulled on a pair of boxers, sweats and a t-shirt.
Upon entering back into the room, Lisa had removed her conserves and strangely her socks and was laying on my corner sofa barefoot, she had swimmers feet, soft, well looked after and recently pedicured black toe nails. This was strange because yes removing her shoes was normal, but rarely would she remove her socks. “What’s on TV tonight she said?” I responded “Nothing, I don’t think no nothing” Yep, I was a stuttering nervous mess.
I just kept thinking, what am I going to do? What am I going to say? I had no idea. I was sat on the chair across the room, stomach turning. No idea what to do. “Want a drink?” I said. “Yeah I’ll take a beer” she responded. I shot off out to the kitchen, nerves tripping me. I arrive back in and she’s over at my chair and sits on my knee and places her foot on top of mine, “So, you like feet? Do you like mine?” “Well yes, yes ofc” She responds simply with “How about we have some fun then?” It’s safe to say I nearly chocked “F..un?” “Yes, let’s go to the bed room, it’s been too long”
So Lisa, to put into perspective is slightly taller than me, older than me and a lot stronger than me, she’s a gym enthusiast and really looks after herself, so straight away I presumed Dominatrix but too my surprise...
“Do you want to tie me up?” she asked. “Wait, what?” I respond. “You can tie me up, I enjoyed your videos and I’ve always wanted to have a little bondage fun, so why not?” “Butt… Sam?” “It’s our secret, I won’t say if you want?”
Now I’m not a bad guy, honestly, but this opportunity was far too good to turn down. “Okay, let’s do it” I exclaim. Then like a pro she says “Good, now go get all the scarves, tights and long socks you have in this house we need some bondage equipment.” Luckily Sam loves her scarves, so we had plenty. When I entered back into the bed room Lisa was already naked and laying on top of the bed, I kept thinking to myself that this must be a dream. So I tie her up, wrists together and tied securely to my metal framed bed, knees and ankles apart and spread. Perfect bondage. “You better be taking some of them clothes of you!” she barked. So off came the t-shirt and sweats but the boxers stayed on.
I got on top and all I could do was admire the perfect body I had before me, the 36E breast were a sight to behold and the abs and body mass was perfection. “So tickling it is then” I exclaimed and I began. She was far more ticklish than I had envisaged, she screams, jerked and tried to wrestle out of the bondage as I worked over her top half, but to avail. “FUCCK YOOU, HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as I worked in between her ribs.
Weirdly, no reaction from the hips and thighs, disappointedly. She mocked “Is that ALL you’ve got?” I moved down to the feet and prayed, “I hope these are sensitive”… They were. I dragged my nails across her left foot and I thought the bed was going to break. “Ok, I actually want you to be quiet, so here you are” The make shift gag consisted of a pair of ankle socks tied into a long pair of socks. I continued, tickling, kissing and sucking on the toes, then suddenly I got a shock, I was in a head lock and something over my mouth, I panicked, then it was black.
I wake up maybe 10 maybe 15 minutes later and go to wipe my forehead, I can’t. What? I’m tied spread eagle to my bed, ankles, wrists and knees spread apart, really firmly (I’ve no wriggle room at all) and I’m gagged with what smells like a pair of smelly socks. In walks Lisa… “Oh, you are mine now, do you really think I’d let you have all the fun”, she produced a small bottle and says “In cases of emergency” She’d obviously got out of my restrains and gagged me and now well I’m in trouble.
My boxers have also been removed now and she’s put her pants back on, this is going to suck. BAD.
She pours lotion all over the top half of my body, and begins. No words, no foreplay, just torture. It’s unbearable. I’m screams through the gag as she drives her nails into my armpit my ribs and my abs, I can’t cope. I’m sweating, crying and trying my best to break free but I’m not in luck, I’ve no chance.
After what feels like an eternity she ungags me, briefly. “Where are you most sensitive?” Stupidly I responded “feet”. “Good”. Gag back on and without getting off me moves her body down to face my feet, I’m done for. She lotions them both up and grabs hold of my big toe and sinks her nails in and tickles and tickles and tickles… I’m trying to break free but it’s impossible. I’m ever so close to passing out and she looks up and notices something, “Oh, you’re quite erect there aren’t you?” “Is this arousing?” She stops the tickling and lays beside me, leg over mine rubbing her toes of the inside of my legs. “Would you like relived?” and without hesitation of without even an answer she begins stroking and pulling my penis. I’m so close to orgasm, nearly, nearly and bomb, she stops. “No orgasm for you, I’m afraid, more tickling!!” and my pits get it again!
After working my whole body over she finally gets back to my feet, she applies an unbearable amount of lotion and sees a hairbrush sitting “Could be fun” she says. I’m doing everything in my power now to get free but it’s to no avail she destroys my right foot. It’s so so so tortuous. SO bad that I eventually passed out.
When I woke again, It was dark. Pitch black. I still couldn’t move. My arms where pointing down and my ankles still together, my feet still out. I was still gagged and obviously blind folded. I was mummified and strapped to the bed. I was also still slightly erect.
She starts again, this time no tickling. It’s pleasurable. It’s defiantly not a handjob, it felt amazing. It kept continuing, it couldn’t be her toes could it? “Is this good?” You want the blindfold off?” and without hesitation it was off. “My feet are going to make you come” Oh fuck.
She gripped my penis with her toes and at a really high pace jerked and jerked.
Nearly,nearly…NEARLY…..I screamed through the gag and I cum everywhere it seems to never stop, all over her feet. I’m completely done. Exhausted. It still wasn’t the end.
“I enjoyed one of them videos you had on earlier, you know the post orgasm torture one”? I screamed, squirmed and tried everything, no luck. Only torture. She absolutely cleaned me out.
The next morning she says “We should do that again, it was fun” I closed the door and said to myself, I really need to get my revenge planned… TBC
Hope you all enjoyed this, I’m not the best writer I know, but I enjoy telling these stories. I’ll try and share more as times goes on! Enjoy! Xx
I also have a fascination with feet and foot fetish porn, I’ve had sessions with a local dominatrix and also with some foot model’s I’ve been in contact with on Twitter & Instagram, all paid of course. I don’t think I’m ready to commit!
Sam is great but we are wildly different, we have different likes and wants in the bed room, tbh it’s rather boring. Plus in general life we are quite different but you know what they say, opposites attract!
Now her Sister, Lisa. She’s a good mate, me and Lisa have been friends for years! We would occasionally do things together like go to gigs, go for a drink and even gym together. Sam obviously knows all about that, it’s no problem, I’m close with her whole family. I’ve never thought about making a move on Lisa, we’ve had no sexual tension (that I could read) and we’ve never tried anything, until one night in November…
Sam has a Hen Party. Wonderful. I often enjoyed having the weekend to myself. She left on Friday morning. Throughout work I was planning my weekend, Friday – Go a run after work, eat, watch some porn, shower, watch some Supernatural and sleep. Saturday – Drink… Sam would be back on the Sunday afternoon so I would obviously have to arrange something for then!
Friday 1730 the best time of the week! Home, eat, run and now onto some porn. I often enjoy flicking through playlists and often watch a handful videos and have another handful open, I find myself orgasming over a “Veronica Velet” video, a control orgasm, excellent video. I had, 3 videos opened that I had wanted to return too, “Broken Brooke (TA), Catherine Foxx torturing male (tickling and HJ) & a compilation of climaxing to foot jobs. I thought to myself that after the shower I’ll treat myself.
Once I got out of the shower, I froze in panic. I could hear one of my videos playing, I run into the living room with the towel barely draped round me to find Lisa sitting legs crossed with one of the video’s playing. Lisa has a key for our house and me being a complete airhead forget she was calling over with some food.
I turned in to mess, I was red as a beetroot and completely dumbfounded. Lisa smirks and remarks “so… is this what you’re into then…?” I sheepishly responded “yy…essss” “Oh cool...” came the response. Then she changed the subject and started talking about normal stuff, I went and pulled on a pair of boxers, sweats and a t-shirt.
Upon entering back into the room, Lisa had removed her conserves and strangely her socks and was laying on my corner sofa barefoot, she had swimmers feet, soft, well looked after and recently pedicured black toe nails. This was strange because yes removing her shoes was normal, but rarely would she remove her socks. “What’s on TV tonight she said?” I responded “Nothing, I don’t think no nothing” Yep, I was a stuttering nervous mess.
I just kept thinking, what am I going to do? What am I going to say? I had no idea. I was sat on the chair across the room, stomach turning. No idea what to do. “Want a drink?” I said. “Yeah I’ll take a beer” she responded. I shot off out to the kitchen, nerves tripping me. I arrive back in and she’s over at my chair and sits on my knee and places her foot on top of mine, “So, you like feet? Do you like mine?” “Well yes, yes ofc” She responds simply with “How about we have some fun then?” It’s safe to say I nearly chocked “F..un?” “Yes, let’s go to the bed room, it’s been too long”
So Lisa, to put into perspective is slightly taller than me, older than me and a lot stronger than me, she’s a gym enthusiast and really looks after herself, so straight away I presumed Dominatrix but too my surprise...
“Do you want to tie me up?” she asked. “Wait, what?” I respond. “You can tie me up, I enjoyed your videos and I’ve always wanted to have a little bondage fun, so why not?” “Butt… Sam?” “It’s our secret, I won’t say if you want?”
Now I’m not a bad guy, honestly, but this opportunity was far too good to turn down. “Okay, let’s do it” I exclaim. Then like a pro she says “Good, now go get all the scarves, tights and long socks you have in this house we need some bondage equipment.” Luckily Sam loves her scarves, so we had plenty. When I entered back into the bed room Lisa was already naked and laying on top of the bed, I kept thinking to myself that this must be a dream. So I tie her up, wrists together and tied securely to my metal framed bed, knees and ankles apart and spread. Perfect bondage. “You better be taking some of them clothes of you!” she barked. So off came the t-shirt and sweats but the boxers stayed on.
I got on top and all I could do was admire the perfect body I had before me, the 36E breast were a sight to behold and the abs and body mass was perfection. “So tickling it is then” I exclaimed and I began. She was far more ticklish than I had envisaged, she screams, jerked and tried to wrestle out of the bondage as I worked over her top half, but to avail. “FUCCK YOOU, HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as I worked in between her ribs.
Weirdly, no reaction from the hips and thighs, disappointedly. She mocked “Is that ALL you’ve got?” I moved down to the feet and prayed, “I hope these are sensitive”… They were. I dragged my nails across her left foot and I thought the bed was going to break. “Ok, I actually want you to be quiet, so here you are” The make shift gag consisted of a pair of ankle socks tied into a long pair of socks. I continued, tickling, kissing and sucking on the toes, then suddenly I got a shock, I was in a head lock and something over my mouth, I panicked, then it was black.
I wake up maybe 10 maybe 15 minutes later and go to wipe my forehead, I can’t. What? I’m tied spread eagle to my bed, ankles, wrists and knees spread apart, really firmly (I’ve no wriggle room at all) and I’m gagged with what smells like a pair of smelly socks. In walks Lisa… “Oh, you are mine now, do you really think I’d let you have all the fun”, she produced a small bottle and says “In cases of emergency” She’d obviously got out of my restrains and gagged me and now well I’m in trouble.
My boxers have also been removed now and she’s put her pants back on, this is going to suck. BAD.
She pours lotion all over the top half of my body, and begins. No words, no foreplay, just torture. It’s unbearable. I’m screams through the gag as she drives her nails into my armpit my ribs and my abs, I can’t cope. I’m sweating, crying and trying my best to break free but I’m not in luck, I’ve no chance.
After what feels like an eternity she ungags me, briefly. “Where are you most sensitive?” Stupidly I responded “feet”. “Good”. Gag back on and without getting off me moves her body down to face my feet, I’m done for. She lotions them both up and grabs hold of my big toe and sinks her nails in and tickles and tickles and tickles… I’m trying to break free but it’s impossible. I’m ever so close to passing out and she looks up and notices something, “Oh, you’re quite erect there aren’t you?” “Is this arousing?” She stops the tickling and lays beside me, leg over mine rubbing her toes of the inside of my legs. “Would you like relived?” and without hesitation of without even an answer she begins stroking and pulling my penis. I’m so close to orgasm, nearly, nearly and bomb, she stops. “No orgasm for you, I’m afraid, more tickling!!” and my pits get it again!
After working my whole body over she finally gets back to my feet, she applies an unbearable amount of lotion and sees a hairbrush sitting “Could be fun” she says. I’m doing everything in my power now to get free but it’s to no avail she destroys my right foot. It’s so so so tortuous. SO bad that I eventually passed out.
When I woke again, It was dark. Pitch black. I still couldn’t move. My arms where pointing down and my ankles still together, my feet still out. I was still gagged and obviously blind folded. I was mummified and strapped to the bed. I was also still slightly erect.
She starts again, this time no tickling. It’s pleasurable. It’s defiantly not a handjob, it felt amazing. It kept continuing, it couldn’t be her toes could it? “Is this good?” You want the blindfold off?” and without hesitation it was off. “My feet are going to make you come” Oh fuck.
She gripped my penis with her toes and at a really high pace jerked and jerked.
Nearly,nearly…NEARLY…..I screamed through the gag and I cum everywhere it seems to never stop, all over her feet. I’m completely done. Exhausted. It still wasn’t the end.
“I enjoyed one of them videos you had on earlier, you know the post orgasm torture one”? I screamed, squirmed and tried everything, no luck. Only torture. She absolutely cleaned me out.
The next morning she says “We should do that again, it was fun” I closed the door and said to myself, I really need to get my revenge planned… TBC
Hope you all enjoyed this, I’m not the best writer I know, but I enjoy telling these stories. I’ll try and share more as times goes on! Enjoy! Xx
