I took the call and as a male escort for men thought the caller had dialled the wrong number but the woman told me that she had seen in my ad that I mentioned amongst one of my primary likes tickling and explained her husband was intolerably ticklish on his feet, in fact hated them touched being so sensitive and that she had found his recent business trips were in fact liasons with another woman, he was cheating on her and her intention was to file for divorce but she wanted to exact revenge on him and my ad fired her imagination.
The woman told me that her husband would be arriving home from the latest business trip within the hour and her idea was she would secure him to the bed as they indulged in bondage games and he blindfold and gagged would be on his stomach so never seeing my identity but knowing it was another man torturing him and yes she wanting him to be tickled to death; adding not literally but being a punishment, ruthless, merciless tickling for as long as it took and payment not a problem and living on 'Rodeo Drive' having no reason to doubt it, her husband Peter 41 yr old Peter she told me owed her and would pay telling me how she guessed he'd married her for money but payment would come from his personal bank account! The more I heard the more merciless I realised he was, a male chauvenist pig and he certainly needing a lesson taught him was more than happy to do so!
Marianne told me that my request not a problem so he would be socked and in his briefs and she would send me an SMS when the scene was set and just over an hour later I was driving to the home address and on arrival Marianne told me he was in the bedroom expecting her to be ready to play so he was al mine as she was going to a girlfriends who was holding a party so there was no rush and it was his money that would be paying me which was ironic he'd be paying for his own punishment which made us smile!
In the bedroom there he was still in black briefs and black socks and I made my way to the bed and smiled seeing him so vulnerable as he tried to break loose from the cuffs as another man's voice whispered that there had been a slight change of plan, that bondage games still on the agenda but that his wife told me he had been a naughty boy and needed to learn his lesson cheating on her and that he couldn't stand being touched on his feet and saying this reading from his right discarded Giorgio Armani black leather shoe, a size 46 so 12's and admiring the style of the shoe and that inside it's heady odour was very appealing as were his socked feet facing me soles up.
Peter really squirmed and cursed but knew he was helpless and I told him it being in his interest to learn some manners as I settle myself at the end of the bed and both soles as requested secured together inches from my face and smelling like feet! I told him on his feet for hours that I was sure a massage might be welcomed knowing it wouldn't but then pressed my face against one socked sole then the other inhaling them deeply. I told him the smell was intoxicating, a mix of his shoes and his sweat as I rubbed my face against them which clearly antagonised him.
"Sssh Peter calm down or I'll make the tickling torture more intense than Marianne has requested it's being, she's told me how you hate your feet touched and will freak out that another man is touching them which is why I will be but not just tickling as that's a bit tame but having a lick of your soles and suck on your toes and other foot orientated delights indulged in with them and we have as long as I like as you're paying! Imagine that irony which Marianne and I find highly amusing and you'll never know the identity of your torturer Mmmm fuck your feet smell good Peter! Do as I say or I will persuade you to co-operate; wiggle your socked toes for me, good yes keep on until I say stop! I love seeing toes wiggling in socks and sniffing them as they do so keep wiggling them against my face; stop whining just do it Peter, I am in charge now, you got that!"
Peter nodded as I told him feet fascinated me, everything about them, the look, feel, smell and sensitivity and liked large feet best and was an accomplished and experienced foot-guy so for someone like him, meeting me a nightmare made real and being dominant this extra appealing to me and expecially his being straight, even more so as he would be initiated into enforced foot play and it was soon time to get this party started! At least though he would not be fucked, the only rape involved was foot-rape and his toes given a blow job! I smiled hearing him seethe as this was said by me! Not hard to imagine how vulnerble he felt, especially someone so hideously ticklish as Marianne had said.
"Sheer silk armarni socks Peter and perfectly moulded to your big feet and shapely feet with a delicious high arch, yes large, masculine socked feet perfect for a feather quill to be drawn against nice n' slowly but we'll experiement with tickle styles and find the one that gets to you the most though my guess being they all will at one level or another, I am hoping so to be honest with you as I want you to get what you're paying for and provide a decent service!"
I lightly stroked fingers over both soles simultaneously and even gagged resulted in an immediate reaction of erratic giggles bordering on hilarity as my fingers glided swiftly and effortlessly over his sock wrinkled soles then stopped! I told Peter that he could stop wiggling his toes and to rub his socked feet against each other saying it was unfortunate for him that his feet smelled like feet as I found foot smells addictive and he moaned so told him to shut up and listen and told him his feet smelled raunchy and warm that now he was making them hotter by way of friction but no choice but to obey me and he nodded making me smile.
I leaned closer to his soles and told him to hold them still and stared at them saying being sheer silk socks that his feet clearly visible through them, they masculine looking feet with long toes and both looked very smooth and then pressed my nose to each sole in turn and sniffed them saying I was glad he found tickling unbearable. (I know that speaking like this psychologically torments and teases guys so something I indulge in doing with guys like Peter as it makes them tense and much more sensitive!) I saw this happening to Peter and he could not stop some moaning as I told him how I fully intended in tickling the fuck out of his feet and would be cruel and merciless!
I told him that as a younger guy as now in my mid 30's I had served time for a year and my cell mate was soon under my control and had the most sensitive size 11 feet and so long as he submitted to me then his secret was safe with me, he was a 'Snitch' for the guards and as he knew had it become known his safety not guaranteed! I had tickle tortured his feet night after night and gagged with a sock made him laugh his ass off as his toes wiggled and feet flexed and alternated between hard and soft tickling subjecting him to insane tickle torture which excited me! I told Peter I would begin by slowly stroking Tom's toes and watching his reaction, his toes twitching and would then run my finger along the length of his soles and tickled across the insteps of the arches of his feet! I tickled his feet for my entertainment! I told Peter I would tell Tom the same thing that the smell of his feet sealed his fate as my personal tickle toy and he would wear his regulation prison socks in the cell until I took them off and after showering not wear a fresh pair but the same pair discarded and for two days when they'd be changed. Every morning having his socked toes sucked so he would start the day with wet socked toes!
I then inhaled the smell of Peter's socked feet more and began massaging his right socked foot and he flinched immediately telling him there was something enticing and heady about the aroma of his feet as I massaged the right foot and not tickling, a firm massage but saying Peter now was learning who was in contol as any time I decided I could lighten the massage to stroking his sole or lick his sole and toes and suck on them! I told him I knew he'd do anything to avoid his feet being tickled as I began firmly massaging his left socked foot saying his feet were both so warm and moist and so much more sensitive which appealed to me and liked the flinching of his feet as he clearly hated them touched but more so by another guy and especially a guy so attracted to them as I told him they were alluring to me having a hypnotic quality that was irresistible and then slid a finger down inside each socked foot loving his violent reaction and saying I was checking his soles were really heating up and getting wet and stinky after the long day and then peeled both socks off delighted seeing his bare feet flex and his long toes clench!
"Oh yes Peter a great pair of feet and I am going to enjoy seeing your reactions when I use my tongue on them both, licking your soles and every one of your toes, sucking on them and licking in between each of your toes as it will be so horribly ticklish and embarassingly humiliating for you and as raunchy smelling as your feet are, tasting as deliciously ripe! I also will enjoy employing a feather over them Peter and that's evil with the feather end sawing in between your toes and brushed against the sole of your feet but the pointy quill end dragged over them a killer but nothing more enjoyable for me then finger tickling though the electric toothbrush positively devastating but Marianne has been explicit in the fact she wants you tortured and that's my speciality as I know Peter that if you're seriously ticklish that the ability to concentrate on anything else but the excruciatingly ticklish sensations being experienced is an impossibility and something I relish in milking and something I am counting on happening, relishing in your ticklish vulnerability and seeing you driven out of control, helpless and begging me to quit as I indulge in stroking the soles of your big feet Peter and for this the plastic tines scraped over saliva lubed soles will drive you demented and want you to imagine foot by foot your toes held back and soles taut being stroked by my fingers as you suffer ticklish hell and immobile all you can do is endure it and be sure Peter I will make sure it's an endurance!"
I then lightly stroked all my fingers up and down and up and down and up and down the soles of Peter's feet, initially gentle strokes and to zero in and discover the most sensitive areas but his feet literally ticklish everywhere and really exciting for me to find even more ticklish then I had dared imagine and believe me that's ticklish and I knew it was going to be so easy to get him laughing hysterically and manically and told Peter I would be taking my time as I dragged a single finger from the base of each heel to the tips of his toes and the fingers slid on his sweat wet soles and so rubbed the pad of each finger in the centre of each sole as he moaned and his toes wiggled and feet writhed and I whispered in his right ear menacingly that his torment was just beginning as I then pressed my nose into the toes of one foot then the other again and told him his foot smell really excited me!
Peter reacted cursing me which was allowed as he was straight and a bit of an alpha male so this intimacy with his feet by another man was causing him to feel angry and frustrated and told him to imagine it was some buxom, blonde with big tits toying with his feet as Marianne a brunette had told me a favourite pin-up for Peter had been Baywatch actress Pamela Anderson! It was odd he'd married Marianne excapt for the fact she was the daughter of the C.E.O. of the Advertising company Peter worked for as Senior Manager. On the divorce which he had no idea about, he would lose more than his wife but he chose to cheat!
I then wanted to see his reaction to the feather and the tendril touched his right foot and I aimed for the arch and he squirmed immediately though gagged heard his muffled giggling as helplessly he endured it stroking over both arches and then intensifying as I drew it in between each of his toes and was persistant and drew the feather over his soles again but then using the quill end which I dragged unpredictably across the balls of his feet and his arches and stroked under his toes with and this drove him balistic!
"H-HahahahaP-PleaseNoot my feet!" Peter begged as the feather quill abused every inch of both feet in every sense of the word which was truly tormenting for him as it was delicately employed by me as I told him deviously that with feet as sensitive as his I could and would for a change deliver a hard tickling to but that a light tickle would clearly prove much more effective! I then used a tool that I told him I was going to see what his reaction was like to something I only used on the most ticklish victims and left the room and went to the kitchen and returned with it and his right foot suddenly cold and wet as I rubbed the ice cube on his sole but forced it to his right sole and ran it over his arch and to his toes and he tensed immediately and laughed as this tickled so repeated the technique on his left sole but then stopped as I told him I didn't want his feet cold but had indulged in icing his feet for my amusement and to satisfy my curiosity as to his reaction to it! I then employed the portable blowdryer on both feet to heat them up again saying that the 'Fire N' Ice' treatment was a must for two feet as ticklish as his!
Once his soles were hot again I unleashed my tongue on his right sole and licked along the length of it and licked up to his toes and sucked them by the mouthful and then sucked on each toe individually and loved seeing the wrinkles on his soles as he tried to deal with the lickling of his right foot but failed being so sensitive making it all the more fun for me to orally tease him! I indulged in the taste of the sole and toes of his left foot in similar fashion and then drew the feather quill over each sole, tracing it slowly and menacingly over them individually keeping him in constant ticklish agony and verbally taunting him that what made it all the more enjoyable for me being that I knew he hated his feet being tickled, telling him that Marianne told me that he couldn't stand his feet being touched and adding I wasn't touching them but I was tickling them and he rendered powerless to stop me and his feet got hotter and sweatier as I indulged in attacking his vulnerable soles and all he could do was laugh and soon uncontrollably!
When both hot n' sweaty enough I again indulged in licking the soles of his feet over and over again, delivering strong and rthorough licks as I wanted him to feel the pressure of my tongue, another man's tongue on his feet and saying being sweaty that something I enjoyed was to eat feet and licked and licked his soles and licked, nibbled and sucked on his toes which drove Peter totally mad! I then resumed assaulting each foot with the feather and with the quill drew little circles in the centre of each sole before drawing it over his high arches but then a worse sensation 'Bzzzzz' the electric toothbrush and the revolving brstles attacking the sole of his right foot! I loved seeing his foot flex madly and toes violently wiggling as I drew it over every inch of his bare foot from the heel to toes and acorss the ball of his right foot really got to him! Helpless to move his feet away I made sure that equal attention was afforded to his left foot with the same reaction from Peter and as I told him the kind of one I wanted as it enticed me to continue and I did, alternating using the sonicare from one foot to the other at random!
Ignoring his pleas to stop I then stroked my fingers over both of his vulnerable feet seeing them flex and his toes wiggle and clench as though muffled he reacted perfectly to the tortuous torture tickling I excel as I told him in delivering telling him that if people enjoy their work, they make a good job of it and that I as an experienced tickler only ever tickled perfectly which is why when tickling I get instant and dramatic results from the ticklees I was working on and he clearly no exception and he couldn't disagree judging by his reaction to it's happening! My fingers caressed every inch of Peter's smooth soles and in the centre a very ticklish area so focused attention on with both feet hearing added levels of desperation in Pter's laughter making me feel euphoric!
"HA, HA,HA, HA, HA, HA, HA NO, NNNNOOOOOOO PLEEEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEE, NO, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
I loved seeing Peter's toes curling as both feet were enduring stimulating ticklish which was driving him berserk and the sight of him struggling got my dick so hard as it always does and alternating subjecting him to the sonicare and my fingers alternately making him howl which was the intention, he was becoming breathless so I stopped! As he caught his breath I told him anyone who thought tickling was not an effective torture needed to meet and speak to him and other guys I had been fortunate enough to tickle and whilst other ticklers tickled all over the body so by example the armpits and even the guy's balls and dick, for me it was a fixation on tickle torturing guy's feet and as he calmed down I didn't tickle but separated each toe of each foot one by one and licked in between them and sucked on them long and hard before then licking the sole of each foot! Licking his soles and long toes but soon in a less delicate and more ruthless way driving him wild and from one foot to the other, my relentless tongue working up and down the length of his wriggling feet making him gasp with laughter and sucking on his toes whilst stroking the sole of the foot not being orally tormented at the time, so delivering a sensation overload to him!
As my mouth worked over the soles of his feet and toes Peter's muffled protests and curses amidst laughter indecipherable but I could guess what they might be but tightly restrained told him he was going nowhere so better put up, shut up and conserve his energy for coping with the tickling as I lickled each foot one to the other and relishing in seeing his vulnerability being so blatantly exposed, his private secret known to me and a weakness I was so loving taking full advantage of using against him and imagining just how humiliating this was for him, as much as he cheating on Marianne was for her as I licked under the toes of his right foot and then his left foot and each foot flexed as my free hand gently stroked and tickled the sole of the foot not being orally administered to and loving hearing him lose it giggling like a little girl from the maddening styles employed tickling and lickling his feet simultaneously!
I then stopped licking his feet and using the sonicare and again employed my finger technique as now both feet so sweaty and saliva lubed my finger pads glided the length of each foot quite superbly brushing back and forth over the smooth soles and over his arches and under his toes torturing him so wonderfully and separating his toes to stroke in between them all and getting under the balls of his feet and into his insteps and along both soles of his feet. I loved seeing him clenching his toes in a vain attempt to avoid the finger strokes and gripping his toes pulling them open and delivering a punishing stroking under his toes and along the length of his soles dominating him so powerfully and easily! His toes forced back and held with one hand as my other hand stroked from the heel to toes of his other foot and alternating feet progressed with this slow tickle treatment for some minutes saying I was going to
Using both hands, one on each foot, I began to slowly tickle from his heels to his toes and again as I tickled his arches he squirmed a lot so took to grazing my teeth against them and this proved being real torture for him and then I focused on one foot at a time and employed using all ten fingers to tickle his right foot and then his left foot and tickled under his toes another hot-spot on his feet like his arches! I then switched feet and got as ticklish a response from him, seeing each foot go wild as they were tickled I told him was all the encouragement I needed to progress and continue and then replaced my fingers with my tongue again!
"Tickle tickle tickle! Lickle lickle lickle! Who has ticklish, licklish feet Peter?" I verbally taunted him and licked in the middle of his arches switiching from foot to foot and then synchronied stroking the sole not being lickled to be tickled by my fingers so both feet tortured and tormented simultaneously which took concentration on my part and then I needed to find out if slow or fast tickles worked better on his feet and tickled both soles faster and faster with more pressure and then resumed the insidious slower and lighter tickling touch and guaged his reactions to both but the gentle strokes got to him the most and then I again resumed licking his right sole starting at the heel and slowly licking up to his toes and instantly more laughter and licked his sole again and again and then indulged in licking the sole of his left foot the same way.
"Peter hold still as this might hurt but is also excruciatingly ticklish!"
I warned him and began to draw the tines of the metal fork the length of his right bare sole up n' down, up n' down gliding the tines the length of his sole as he laughed like a loon and begged for me to stop but instead focus the tine tickling on the sole of his left foot and he so helpless with laughter and continued to beg me to stop as used properly this tickle torture tool really delivers a merciless tickling but only should be handled by an expert tickler, some Tops prefer the Wartenburg wheel but not me! I quit using the fork and delighted in telling him what he'd just been subjected to adding for someone who hated his feet tickled that meeting me must be his worst nightmare but alternatively for me I was so grateful to his wife for introducing us as he was a tickler's dream and affording me the opportunity to exclusively awaken every ticklish nerve in his ticklish feet and ignite them and set them on fire and if he was never ever tickled again that he would never forget this esperience and it giving him a novel meaning to the saying there being a first time for everything!
I then again indulged in delivering a fast finger tickling along both soft, senstive soles simultaneously and then resumed the more effective slow insidious tickling and his reactions not just music but a symphony to my ears. I got the feather and with the quill drew it under all of his toes and slowly back and forth up and down the length of his soles and drew it espcially lightly across the arches of Peter's feet before inserting it in between his toes and sawing it in between them one by one!
"NOOOOO!! AH HA HA HA HA HA HANOOOHA HA HAHAHAHA HA HA HA NOT BETWEEN THE TOES AH HA HA HA HAHAHA!"
The feather replaced by my fingers stroking the soles of his feet while he giggled hysterically even muffled clearly suffering as I spider tickled the soles of his feet again and again, it was very clearly unbearable and intolerable for him making it all the more appealing to me and I licked both of his feet and sucked on his toes and five at a time and nibbled them and made sure in my mouth that my tongue slid in between them all as he squrimed from the sensation which really got to him and stopped telling him that I was really loving tickling and lickling the crap out of his feet and he deserved it and pressed my nose into the toes of each foot in turn and loved the strong and intoxicating odour emanating from them and deeply inhaled and told him our secret another man had been intimate with his feet as they smelled so fucking good, so sweaty and stinky! Again started licking his feet, my tongue taking long strokes up and down both smooth and sweaty soles, around his heels and across and in between his toes on both feet and sucking on Peter's toes feverishly and then with all ten fingers began furiously tickling the soles of his feet.
"Peter so long as you are suffering I am happy as doing the job Marianne hired me for and you will be paying for, that's wild isn't it, you footing excuse the pun; the bill for being my foot-slave, pretty ironic and Marianne waiting for me to SMS her when I am done but you know Peter that might take a long time but as she told me I could take as long as it takes and I have to say your feet are a lot of fun to play with!" and started running my fingers in between the toes of his left foot watching him again squirm uncontrollably taking advantage of the fact Peter's feet were so damn ticklish and licklish and smelled and tasted so awesome. My fingers ran all over Peter's bare soles, assisted my the slickness of his own nervous sweat which made them so deliciously tasty as I told him and would be foot-feasting on them a lot!
Peter's toes wiggled as I ran my fingers along his tender soles and again in between his toes driving him wild again and again and then lickling his soles and sucking on his toes and licking in between them all and sucking on the toes of one foot while tickling the sole of the other proving a lethally ticklish-licklish combination of varied stimuli that he had to deal with so he moaned and giggled according to which sensation got to him the most but making sure I got to inhaling his stinky, sweaty, saliva lubed feet and saying for feet to turn me on they needing to smell like feet so I was glad his did and rubbed my face all over the both to bring the point home to him and even kissed them both before licking his soles and then sucking his toes before stopping to just enjoy looking at them both and inches away continuing inhaling their delicious scent as I had done with my cell mate Tom before getting it on with them both and playing with his big, stinky, sweaty feet and making him rub them together and wiggle his toes in his socks and barefoot.
I then resumed massaging Peter's feet and alternating between his left and right foot and running my hands up and down the large soles of Peter's feet and rubbing each toe individually. I then got the feather and gently drew the quill end up the length of his right sole and then his left sole and then saw the opposite end of the feather in between the toes of each foot in turn and then the quill end along the soles of his feet again. I then decided to lube his soles thoroughly with saliva and licked the length of each foot and decided to employ using the hairbrush with evil plastic tines so no need to be as careful using as the metal fork but delivering an evil tickle!
Peter's toes splayed and wiggled frantically as I ran the hairbrush along the sole of each foot in turn and under his toes saying that his feet slippery with saliva and sweat were a real delight to tease and torment as both becoming increasingly ticklish and then had to lick them again saying of all things my most favourite thing to do to a guy's feet was to lick them as I had done with Tom's and with straight guys something even more appealing to do knowing how degrading, humiliating and embarrassing it was for them as it was intimate and my loving doing it; therefore more so and indulged in licking each of Peter's feet sensuously to make the experience worse for him! I gripped his right foot and had a foot feast with it and loved his reaction and repeated this on Peter's left foot encouraged by the man's reaction as I had removed the gag to hear it!
"FUCKAHAHAHAHAHA STOP! MY FEET, DON'T FUCKER! GET OFF ME HAHAHAHA NOT YOUR TONGUE SO TICK-TICK-TICKLISH! STOP HA HA HA STOP LICKING MY FEET PLEASE NOOOOOOO PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA MY FEET ARE TOO SENSITIVE HA HA HASTOP SUCKING MYAHAHAHA TOES
HA HA HA HA HA FUCK STOP STOP IT AHHAHA STOP SUCKING THEM STOP! FUCK! NOOT MY TOES HAHAHAHAHAST-ST-STOP!"
The long licks from his heels to his toes were driving Peter bananas as his toes wiggled wildly and I slid my tongue over and over again in between the toes of both of his feet and then licked one sole and then the other and added a relentless stroking along the soles of both of his feet and saying his reactions reminding me so much of Tom's which was an added incentive for me!
"PLEASE! HA HA HA HA FFFUUCCCKKK!! ST-ST-STOP HA HA HA HA"
Thinking then his outbursts would put me off my stride I then regagged Peter and told him about times with my cell mate so that Peter's feet in case de-sensitised had a short break to recover their ticklishness! Tom was tickled into telling me that he having always been horribly ticklish on his feet and especially on his soles as I had tongue traced the contours of Tom's feet with my tongue and loved the smell and taste of my cell mate's feet so it was easy to really indulge in enjoying them and making sure he sensed my hot breath on them especially when sleeping I work Tom wanting to play with his feet and stuffed either his underwear or a discards sock in his mouth before beginning seriously tickling and lickling his feet and sucked each toe like it was a lollipop! I told Peter I loved seeing Tom squirm as I darted my tongue in between his toes and lapped at the soles of his feet and I loved the fact that he like Peter was straight and very aware that his feet were being orally enjoyed by another man running my tongue all over them both which is the perfect reason for my enjoyment of licking your feet and sucking on, nibbling and licking your toes Peter I told him as I rubbed my face into his soles snffing in their scent.
I remember the first time with Tom and Peter the disgust he felt as having peeled off his socks I made him suck on one as I looked at his hot and moist bare feet and his look of shock as he felt me sucking on his toes and slobbered over his large feet slick with his sweat and ran my tongue along his toes and slid it in between them all one foot after the other and licked the length of each foot telling him they tasted delicious and made it clear to him that I relsihed in what I was doing and sucked on each of his toes in succession on his right foot and then his left foot coating them in saliva. Tom was vulnerable but knew he had no choice but to abide by my rules if he valued a life worth living on the wing as I had connections! He knew he had to get used to his feet being serviced by me as I continued licking the soles of his feet and sucking on his toes loving their strong aroma which I deeply inhaled before resuming sucking on each of his toes one by one savouring their taste.
I then ran my tongue horizontally across his soles and then vertically along each sole and ran my tongue all over both of Peter's feet lathering them with my saliva completely and then began rubbing my thumbs in concentric circles over the fleshy pads of his right foot and pushed my thumbs back and forth in the spaces between his toes and indulged in massaging each of Peter's feet and tracing my fingers up n' down the length of his feet as I inhaled their sweaty aroma as I continued massaging his feet and traced my fingers under his toes before again suckiing on each toe in turn of both feet. Having sucked on every toe of each foot in succession, I then ran my tongue under all of Peter's toes and wedged it into the spaces between each toe and then again ran my tongue all the way down both soles. I lapped both soles of Peter's feet, sucking on his toes with reckless abandon and ran my tongue along the contours of each foot!
I told Peter that I might SMS Marianne and inform her that I think her husband needed an all-nighter with me or certainly a good few hours more as I was hungry to suck on each of his toes one by one and licking in between them all and foot massaging and foot-licking his feet! Peter moaned but was in no position to stop it happening as I massaged his insteps and told him I loved the feel of his feet and continued lubing his soles with foot with saliva and making Peter hysterical running the newly activated electric toothbrush up and down and all over his soles and toes and loving his instant desperate laughter as I reminded him that I had a real fixation for ticklinf feet and most especially for feet clearly as hideously ticklish as his and then stopped and sent an SMS to his wife which I shared with him...
'Hi Marianne taking your advice as your cheating husband is in need of a lesson and has reacted violently to being tickle tortured all over his feet as you advised me he would, he's a tickler's fantasy and needs to be taken complete advantage of so was thinking a few hours more or if you are willing an all-nighter as I'm mesmerised by his feet so he will suffer as you requested that's a guarantee! Please advise me, thank you!'
'Hello an all-nighter I think in order and don't worry I have made arrangements for tonight so enjoy yourself and will call you in the morning to arrange a suitable time to return appreciating albeit for different reasons neither you or Peter getting much if indeed any sleep tonight!' Marianne
"Well Peter you best prepare yourself to be paying for an all night session, just me, you and your feet as you have really upset your wife and wants revenge, ticklish n' licklish revenge and I'm paid hourly to satisfy my clients so cannot refuse, obligated to do as requested and you know Peter you do have an amazing pair of feet in every way and such an infectious laugh too!"
After reading this my mouth engulfed the moist right foot of my ticklee and I sucked on a mouthful of toes hungrily and repeated this suckling the toes on his left foot and telling him his sweaty feet had me hooked being so addictive for their smell, taste and ticklishness! I then deeply sniffed Peter's feet and relished the taste of each sweaty foot. Soon running my fingers all over each of his feet, scraping up and down, up and down both bare soles from his heels to his toes! Then stopped and told Peter that tickling was tiring and I needed a short break and he to make the most of the respite as I replaced his socks on his feet and his shoes saying the next session a repeat performance so his socked feet warm, sweaty, raunchy and ripe tasting!
The woman told me that her husband would be arriving home from the latest business trip within the hour and her idea was she would secure him to the bed as they indulged in bondage games and he blindfold and gagged would be on his stomach so never seeing my identity but knowing it was another man torturing him and yes she wanting him to be tickled to death; adding not literally but being a punishment, ruthless, merciless tickling for as long as it took and payment not a problem and living on 'Rodeo Drive' having no reason to doubt it, her husband Peter 41 yr old Peter she told me owed her and would pay telling me how she guessed he'd married her for money but payment would come from his personal bank account! The more I heard the more merciless I realised he was, a male chauvenist pig and he certainly needing a lesson taught him was more than happy to do so!
Marianne told me that my request not a problem so he would be socked and in his briefs and she would send me an SMS when the scene was set and just over an hour later I was driving to the home address and on arrival Marianne told me he was in the bedroom expecting her to be ready to play so he was al mine as she was going to a girlfriends who was holding a party so there was no rush and it was his money that would be paying me which was ironic he'd be paying for his own punishment which made us smile!
In the bedroom there he was still in black briefs and black socks and I made my way to the bed and smiled seeing him so vulnerable as he tried to break loose from the cuffs as another man's voice whispered that there had been a slight change of plan, that bondage games still on the agenda but that his wife told me he had been a naughty boy and needed to learn his lesson cheating on her and that he couldn't stand being touched on his feet and saying this reading from his right discarded Giorgio Armani black leather shoe, a size 46 so 12's and admiring the style of the shoe and that inside it's heady odour was very appealing as were his socked feet facing me soles up.
Peter really squirmed and cursed but knew he was helpless and I told him it being in his interest to learn some manners as I settle myself at the end of the bed and both soles as requested secured together inches from my face and smelling like feet! I told him on his feet for hours that I was sure a massage might be welcomed knowing it wouldn't but then pressed my face against one socked sole then the other inhaling them deeply. I told him the smell was intoxicating, a mix of his shoes and his sweat as I rubbed my face against them which clearly antagonised him.
"Sssh Peter calm down or I'll make the tickling torture more intense than Marianne has requested it's being, she's told me how you hate your feet touched and will freak out that another man is touching them which is why I will be but not just tickling as that's a bit tame but having a lick of your soles and suck on your toes and other foot orientated delights indulged in with them and we have as long as I like as you're paying! Imagine that irony which Marianne and I find highly amusing and you'll never know the identity of your torturer Mmmm fuck your feet smell good Peter! Do as I say or I will persuade you to co-operate; wiggle your socked toes for me, good yes keep on until I say stop! I love seeing toes wiggling in socks and sniffing them as they do so keep wiggling them against my face; stop whining just do it Peter, I am in charge now, you got that!"
Peter nodded as I told him feet fascinated me, everything about them, the look, feel, smell and sensitivity and liked large feet best and was an accomplished and experienced foot-guy so for someone like him, meeting me a nightmare made real and being dominant this extra appealing to me and expecially his being straight, even more so as he would be initiated into enforced foot play and it was soon time to get this party started! At least though he would not be fucked, the only rape involved was foot-rape and his toes given a blow job! I smiled hearing him seethe as this was said by me! Not hard to imagine how vulnerble he felt, especially someone so hideously ticklish as Marianne had said.
"Sheer silk armarni socks Peter and perfectly moulded to your big feet and shapely feet with a delicious high arch, yes large, masculine socked feet perfect for a feather quill to be drawn against nice n' slowly but we'll experiement with tickle styles and find the one that gets to you the most though my guess being they all will at one level or another, I am hoping so to be honest with you as I want you to get what you're paying for and provide a decent service!"
I lightly stroked fingers over both soles simultaneously and even gagged resulted in an immediate reaction of erratic giggles bordering on hilarity as my fingers glided swiftly and effortlessly over his sock wrinkled soles then stopped! I told Peter that he could stop wiggling his toes and to rub his socked feet against each other saying it was unfortunate for him that his feet smelled like feet as I found foot smells addictive and he moaned so told him to shut up and listen and told him his feet smelled raunchy and warm that now he was making them hotter by way of friction but no choice but to obey me and he nodded making me smile.
I leaned closer to his soles and told him to hold them still and stared at them saying being sheer silk socks that his feet clearly visible through them, they masculine looking feet with long toes and both looked very smooth and then pressed my nose to each sole in turn and sniffed them saying I was glad he found tickling unbearable. (I know that speaking like this psychologically torments and teases guys so something I indulge in doing with guys like Peter as it makes them tense and much more sensitive!) I saw this happening to Peter and he could not stop some moaning as I told him how I fully intended in tickling the fuck out of his feet and would be cruel and merciless!
I told him that as a younger guy as now in my mid 30's I had served time for a year and my cell mate was soon under my control and had the most sensitive size 11 feet and so long as he submitted to me then his secret was safe with me, he was a 'Snitch' for the guards and as he knew had it become known his safety not guaranteed! I had tickle tortured his feet night after night and gagged with a sock made him laugh his ass off as his toes wiggled and feet flexed and alternated between hard and soft tickling subjecting him to insane tickle torture which excited me! I told Peter I would begin by slowly stroking Tom's toes and watching his reaction, his toes twitching and would then run my finger along the length of his soles and tickled across the insteps of the arches of his feet! I tickled his feet for my entertainment! I told Peter I would tell Tom the same thing that the smell of his feet sealed his fate as my personal tickle toy and he would wear his regulation prison socks in the cell until I took them off and after showering not wear a fresh pair but the same pair discarded and for two days when they'd be changed. Every morning having his socked toes sucked so he would start the day with wet socked toes!
I then inhaled the smell of Peter's socked feet more and began massaging his right socked foot and he flinched immediately telling him there was something enticing and heady about the aroma of his feet as I massaged the right foot and not tickling, a firm massage but saying Peter now was learning who was in contol as any time I decided I could lighten the massage to stroking his sole or lick his sole and toes and suck on them! I told him I knew he'd do anything to avoid his feet being tickled as I began firmly massaging his left socked foot saying his feet were both so warm and moist and so much more sensitive which appealed to me and liked the flinching of his feet as he clearly hated them touched but more so by another guy and especially a guy so attracted to them as I told him they were alluring to me having a hypnotic quality that was irresistible and then slid a finger down inside each socked foot loving his violent reaction and saying I was checking his soles were really heating up and getting wet and stinky after the long day and then peeled both socks off delighted seeing his bare feet flex and his long toes clench!
"Oh yes Peter a great pair of feet and I am going to enjoy seeing your reactions when I use my tongue on them both, licking your soles and every one of your toes, sucking on them and licking in between each of your toes as it will be so horribly ticklish and embarassingly humiliating for you and as raunchy smelling as your feet are, tasting as deliciously ripe! I also will enjoy employing a feather over them Peter and that's evil with the feather end sawing in between your toes and brushed against the sole of your feet but the pointy quill end dragged over them a killer but nothing more enjoyable for me then finger tickling though the electric toothbrush positively devastating but Marianne has been explicit in the fact she wants you tortured and that's my speciality as I know Peter that if you're seriously ticklish that the ability to concentrate on anything else but the excruciatingly ticklish sensations being experienced is an impossibility and something I relish in milking and something I am counting on happening, relishing in your ticklish vulnerability and seeing you driven out of control, helpless and begging me to quit as I indulge in stroking the soles of your big feet Peter and for this the plastic tines scraped over saliva lubed soles will drive you demented and want you to imagine foot by foot your toes held back and soles taut being stroked by my fingers as you suffer ticklish hell and immobile all you can do is endure it and be sure Peter I will make sure it's an endurance!"
I then lightly stroked all my fingers up and down and up and down and up and down the soles of Peter's feet, initially gentle strokes and to zero in and discover the most sensitive areas but his feet literally ticklish everywhere and really exciting for me to find even more ticklish then I had dared imagine and believe me that's ticklish and I knew it was going to be so easy to get him laughing hysterically and manically and told Peter I would be taking my time as I dragged a single finger from the base of each heel to the tips of his toes and the fingers slid on his sweat wet soles and so rubbed the pad of each finger in the centre of each sole as he moaned and his toes wiggled and feet writhed and I whispered in his right ear menacingly that his torment was just beginning as I then pressed my nose into the toes of one foot then the other again and told him his foot smell really excited me!
Peter reacted cursing me which was allowed as he was straight and a bit of an alpha male so this intimacy with his feet by another man was causing him to feel angry and frustrated and told him to imagine it was some buxom, blonde with big tits toying with his feet as Marianne a brunette had told me a favourite pin-up for Peter had been Baywatch actress Pamela Anderson! It was odd he'd married Marianne excapt for the fact she was the daughter of the C.E.O. of the Advertising company Peter worked for as Senior Manager. On the divorce which he had no idea about, he would lose more than his wife but he chose to cheat!
I then wanted to see his reaction to the feather and the tendril touched his right foot and I aimed for the arch and he squirmed immediately though gagged heard his muffled giggling as helplessly he endured it stroking over both arches and then intensifying as I drew it in between each of his toes and was persistant and drew the feather over his soles again but then using the quill end which I dragged unpredictably across the balls of his feet and his arches and stroked under his toes with and this drove him balistic!
"H-HahahahaP-PleaseNoot my feet!" Peter begged as the feather quill abused every inch of both feet in every sense of the word which was truly tormenting for him as it was delicately employed by me as I told him deviously that with feet as sensitive as his I could and would for a change deliver a hard tickling to but that a light tickle would clearly prove much more effective! I then used a tool that I told him I was going to see what his reaction was like to something I only used on the most ticklish victims and left the room and went to the kitchen and returned with it and his right foot suddenly cold and wet as I rubbed the ice cube on his sole but forced it to his right sole and ran it over his arch and to his toes and he tensed immediately and laughed as this tickled so repeated the technique on his left sole but then stopped as I told him I didn't want his feet cold but had indulged in icing his feet for my amusement and to satisfy my curiosity as to his reaction to it! I then employed the portable blowdryer on both feet to heat them up again saying that the 'Fire N' Ice' treatment was a must for two feet as ticklish as his!
Once his soles were hot again I unleashed my tongue on his right sole and licked along the length of it and licked up to his toes and sucked them by the mouthful and then sucked on each toe individually and loved seeing the wrinkles on his soles as he tried to deal with the lickling of his right foot but failed being so sensitive making it all the more fun for me to orally tease him! I indulged in the taste of the sole and toes of his left foot in similar fashion and then drew the feather quill over each sole, tracing it slowly and menacingly over them individually keeping him in constant ticklish agony and verbally taunting him that what made it all the more enjoyable for me being that I knew he hated his feet being tickled, telling him that Marianne told me that he couldn't stand his feet being touched and adding I wasn't touching them but I was tickling them and he rendered powerless to stop me and his feet got hotter and sweatier as I indulged in attacking his vulnerable soles and all he could do was laugh and soon uncontrollably!
When both hot n' sweaty enough I again indulged in licking the soles of his feet over and over again, delivering strong and rthorough licks as I wanted him to feel the pressure of my tongue, another man's tongue on his feet and saying being sweaty that something I enjoyed was to eat feet and licked and licked his soles and licked, nibbled and sucked on his toes which drove Peter totally mad! I then resumed assaulting each foot with the feather and with the quill drew little circles in the centre of each sole before drawing it over his high arches but then a worse sensation 'Bzzzzz' the electric toothbrush and the revolving brstles attacking the sole of his right foot! I loved seeing his foot flex madly and toes violently wiggling as I drew it over every inch of his bare foot from the heel to toes and acorss the ball of his right foot really got to him! Helpless to move his feet away I made sure that equal attention was afforded to his left foot with the same reaction from Peter and as I told him the kind of one I wanted as it enticed me to continue and I did, alternating using the sonicare from one foot to the other at random!
Ignoring his pleas to stop I then stroked my fingers over both of his vulnerable feet seeing them flex and his toes wiggle and clench as though muffled he reacted perfectly to the tortuous torture tickling I excel as I told him in delivering telling him that if people enjoy their work, they make a good job of it and that I as an experienced tickler only ever tickled perfectly which is why when tickling I get instant and dramatic results from the ticklees I was working on and he clearly no exception and he couldn't disagree judging by his reaction to it's happening! My fingers caressed every inch of Peter's smooth soles and in the centre a very ticklish area so focused attention on with both feet hearing added levels of desperation in Pter's laughter making me feel euphoric!
"HA, HA,HA, HA, HA, HA, HA NO, NNNNOOOOOOO PLEEEEEEAAAAASSSSEEEE, NO, HA, HA, HA, HA, HA!"
I loved seeing Peter's toes curling as both feet were enduring stimulating ticklish which was driving him berserk and the sight of him struggling got my dick so hard as it always does and alternating subjecting him to the sonicare and my fingers alternately making him howl which was the intention, he was becoming breathless so I stopped! As he caught his breath I told him anyone who thought tickling was not an effective torture needed to meet and speak to him and other guys I had been fortunate enough to tickle and whilst other ticklers tickled all over the body so by example the armpits and even the guy's balls and dick, for me it was a fixation on tickle torturing guy's feet and as he calmed down I didn't tickle but separated each toe of each foot one by one and licked in between them and sucked on them long and hard before then licking the sole of each foot! Licking his soles and long toes but soon in a less delicate and more ruthless way driving him wild and from one foot to the other, my relentless tongue working up and down the length of his wriggling feet making him gasp with laughter and sucking on his toes whilst stroking the sole of the foot not being orally tormented at the time, so delivering a sensation overload to him!
As my mouth worked over the soles of his feet and toes Peter's muffled protests and curses amidst laughter indecipherable but I could guess what they might be but tightly restrained told him he was going nowhere so better put up, shut up and conserve his energy for coping with the tickling as I lickled each foot one to the other and relishing in seeing his vulnerability being so blatantly exposed, his private secret known to me and a weakness I was so loving taking full advantage of using against him and imagining just how humiliating this was for him, as much as he cheating on Marianne was for her as I licked under the toes of his right foot and then his left foot and each foot flexed as my free hand gently stroked and tickled the sole of the foot not being orally administered to and loving hearing him lose it giggling like a little girl from the maddening styles employed tickling and lickling his feet simultaneously!
I then stopped licking his feet and using the sonicare and again employed my finger technique as now both feet so sweaty and saliva lubed my finger pads glided the length of each foot quite superbly brushing back and forth over the smooth soles and over his arches and under his toes torturing him so wonderfully and separating his toes to stroke in between them all and getting under the balls of his feet and into his insteps and along both soles of his feet. I loved seeing him clenching his toes in a vain attempt to avoid the finger strokes and gripping his toes pulling them open and delivering a punishing stroking under his toes and along the length of his soles dominating him so powerfully and easily! His toes forced back and held with one hand as my other hand stroked from the heel to toes of his other foot and alternating feet progressed with this slow tickle treatment for some minutes saying I was going to
Using both hands, one on each foot, I began to slowly tickle from his heels to his toes and again as I tickled his arches he squirmed a lot so took to grazing my teeth against them and this proved being real torture for him and then I focused on one foot at a time and employed using all ten fingers to tickle his right foot and then his left foot and tickled under his toes another hot-spot on his feet like his arches! I then switched feet and got as ticklish a response from him, seeing each foot go wild as they were tickled I told him was all the encouragement I needed to progress and continue and then replaced my fingers with my tongue again!
"Tickle tickle tickle! Lickle lickle lickle! Who has ticklish, licklish feet Peter?" I verbally taunted him and licked in the middle of his arches switiching from foot to foot and then synchronied stroking the sole not being lickled to be tickled by my fingers so both feet tortured and tormented simultaneously which took concentration on my part and then I needed to find out if slow or fast tickles worked better on his feet and tickled both soles faster and faster with more pressure and then resumed the insidious slower and lighter tickling touch and guaged his reactions to both but the gentle strokes got to him the most and then I again resumed licking his right sole starting at the heel and slowly licking up to his toes and instantly more laughter and licked his sole again and again and then indulged in licking the sole of his left foot the same way.
"Peter hold still as this might hurt but is also excruciatingly ticklish!"
I warned him and began to draw the tines of the metal fork the length of his right bare sole up n' down, up n' down gliding the tines the length of his sole as he laughed like a loon and begged for me to stop but instead focus the tine tickling on the sole of his left foot and he so helpless with laughter and continued to beg me to stop as used properly this tickle torture tool really delivers a merciless tickling but only should be handled by an expert tickler, some Tops prefer the Wartenburg wheel but not me! I quit using the fork and delighted in telling him what he'd just been subjected to adding for someone who hated his feet tickled that meeting me must be his worst nightmare but alternatively for me I was so grateful to his wife for introducing us as he was a tickler's dream and affording me the opportunity to exclusively awaken every ticklish nerve in his ticklish feet and ignite them and set them on fire and if he was never ever tickled again that he would never forget this esperience and it giving him a novel meaning to the saying there being a first time for everything!
I then again indulged in delivering a fast finger tickling along both soft, senstive soles simultaneously and then resumed the more effective slow insidious tickling and his reactions not just music but a symphony to my ears. I got the feather and with the quill drew it under all of his toes and slowly back and forth up and down the length of his soles and drew it espcially lightly across the arches of Peter's feet before inserting it in between his toes and sawing it in between them one by one!
"NOOOOO!! AH HA HA HA HA HA HANOOOHA HA HAHAHAHA HA HA HA NOT BETWEEN THE TOES AH HA HA HA HAHAHA!"
The feather replaced by my fingers stroking the soles of his feet while he giggled hysterically even muffled clearly suffering as I spider tickled the soles of his feet again and again, it was very clearly unbearable and intolerable for him making it all the more appealing to me and I licked both of his feet and sucked on his toes and five at a time and nibbled them and made sure in my mouth that my tongue slid in between them all as he squrimed from the sensation which really got to him and stopped telling him that I was really loving tickling and lickling the crap out of his feet and he deserved it and pressed my nose into the toes of each foot in turn and loved the strong and intoxicating odour emanating from them and deeply inhaled and told him our secret another man had been intimate with his feet as they smelled so fucking good, so sweaty and stinky! Again started licking his feet, my tongue taking long strokes up and down both smooth and sweaty soles, around his heels and across and in between his toes on both feet and sucking on Peter's toes feverishly and then with all ten fingers began furiously tickling the soles of his feet.
"Peter so long as you are suffering I am happy as doing the job Marianne hired me for and you will be paying for, that's wild isn't it, you footing excuse the pun; the bill for being my foot-slave, pretty ironic and Marianne waiting for me to SMS her when I am done but you know Peter that might take a long time but as she told me I could take as long as it takes and I have to say your feet are a lot of fun to play with!" and started running my fingers in between the toes of his left foot watching him again squirm uncontrollably taking advantage of the fact Peter's feet were so damn ticklish and licklish and smelled and tasted so awesome. My fingers ran all over Peter's bare soles, assisted my the slickness of his own nervous sweat which made them so deliciously tasty as I told him and would be foot-feasting on them a lot!
Peter's toes wiggled as I ran my fingers along his tender soles and again in between his toes driving him wild again and again and then lickling his soles and sucking on his toes and licking in between them all and sucking on the toes of one foot while tickling the sole of the other proving a lethally ticklish-licklish combination of varied stimuli that he had to deal with so he moaned and giggled according to which sensation got to him the most but making sure I got to inhaling his stinky, sweaty, saliva lubed feet and saying for feet to turn me on they needing to smell like feet so I was glad his did and rubbed my face all over the both to bring the point home to him and even kissed them both before licking his soles and then sucking his toes before stopping to just enjoy looking at them both and inches away continuing inhaling their delicious scent as I had done with my cell mate Tom before getting it on with them both and playing with his big, stinky, sweaty feet and making him rub them together and wiggle his toes in his socks and barefoot.
I then resumed massaging Peter's feet and alternating between his left and right foot and running my hands up and down the large soles of Peter's feet and rubbing each toe individually. I then got the feather and gently drew the quill end up the length of his right sole and then his left sole and then saw the opposite end of the feather in between the toes of each foot in turn and then the quill end along the soles of his feet again. I then decided to lube his soles thoroughly with saliva and licked the length of each foot and decided to employ using the hairbrush with evil plastic tines so no need to be as careful using as the metal fork but delivering an evil tickle!
Peter's toes splayed and wiggled frantically as I ran the hairbrush along the sole of each foot in turn and under his toes saying that his feet slippery with saliva and sweat were a real delight to tease and torment as both becoming increasingly ticklish and then had to lick them again saying of all things my most favourite thing to do to a guy's feet was to lick them as I had done with Tom's and with straight guys something even more appealing to do knowing how degrading, humiliating and embarrassing it was for them as it was intimate and my loving doing it; therefore more so and indulged in licking each of Peter's feet sensuously to make the experience worse for him! I gripped his right foot and had a foot feast with it and loved his reaction and repeated this on Peter's left foot encouraged by the man's reaction as I had removed the gag to hear it!
"FUCKAHAHAHAHAHA STOP! MY FEET, DON'T FUCKER! GET OFF ME HAHAHAHA NOT YOUR TONGUE SO TICK-TICK-TICKLISH! STOP HA HA HA STOP LICKING MY FEET PLEASE NOOOOOOO PLEASE HAHAHAHAHA MY FEET ARE TOO SENSITIVE HA HA HASTOP SUCKING MYAHAHAHA TOES
HA HA HA HA HA FUCK STOP STOP IT AHHAHA STOP SUCKING THEM STOP! FUCK! NOOT MY TOES HAHAHAHAHAST-ST-STOP!"
The long licks from his heels to his toes were driving Peter bananas as his toes wiggled wildly and I slid my tongue over and over again in between the toes of both of his feet and then licked one sole and then the other and added a relentless stroking along the soles of both of his feet and saying his reactions reminding me so much of Tom's which was an added incentive for me!
"PLEASE! HA HA HA HA FFFUUCCCKKK!! ST-ST-STOP HA HA HA HA"
Thinking then his outbursts would put me off my stride I then regagged Peter and told him about times with my cell mate so that Peter's feet in case de-sensitised had a short break to recover their ticklishness! Tom was tickled into telling me that he having always been horribly ticklish on his feet and especially on his soles as I had tongue traced the contours of Tom's feet with my tongue and loved the smell and taste of my cell mate's feet so it was easy to really indulge in enjoying them and making sure he sensed my hot breath on them especially when sleeping I work Tom wanting to play with his feet and stuffed either his underwear or a discards sock in his mouth before beginning seriously tickling and lickling his feet and sucked each toe like it was a lollipop! I told Peter I loved seeing Tom squirm as I darted my tongue in between his toes and lapped at the soles of his feet and I loved the fact that he like Peter was straight and very aware that his feet were being orally enjoyed by another man running my tongue all over them both which is the perfect reason for my enjoyment of licking your feet and sucking on, nibbling and licking your toes Peter I told him as I rubbed my face into his soles snffing in their scent.
I remember the first time with Tom and Peter the disgust he felt as having peeled off his socks I made him suck on one as I looked at his hot and moist bare feet and his look of shock as he felt me sucking on his toes and slobbered over his large feet slick with his sweat and ran my tongue along his toes and slid it in between them all one foot after the other and licked the length of each foot telling him they tasted delicious and made it clear to him that I relsihed in what I was doing and sucked on each of his toes in succession on his right foot and then his left foot coating them in saliva. Tom was vulnerable but knew he had no choice but to abide by my rules if he valued a life worth living on the wing as I had connections! He knew he had to get used to his feet being serviced by me as I continued licking the soles of his feet and sucking on his toes loving their strong aroma which I deeply inhaled before resuming sucking on each of his toes one by one savouring their taste.
I then ran my tongue horizontally across his soles and then vertically along each sole and ran my tongue all over both of Peter's feet lathering them with my saliva completely and then began rubbing my thumbs in concentric circles over the fleshy pads of his right foot and pushed my thumbs back and forth in the spaces between his toes and indulged in massaging each of Peter's feet and tracing my fingers up n' down the length of his feet as I inhaled their sweaty aroma as I continued massaging his feet and traced my fingers under his toes before again suckiing on each toe in turn of both feet. Having sucked on every toe of each foot in succession, I then ran my tongue under all of Peter's toes and wedged it into the spaces between each toe and then again ran my tongue all the way down both soles. I lapped both soles of Peter's feet, sucking on his toes with reckless abandon and ran my tongue along the contours of each foot!
I told Peter that I might SMS Marianne and inform her that I think her husband needed an all-nighter with me or certainly a good few hours more as I was hungry to suck on each of his toes one by one and licking in between them all and foot massaging and foot-licking his feet! Peter moaned but was in no position to stop it happening as I massaged his insteps and told him I loved the feel of his feet and continued lubing his soles with foot with saliva and making Peter hysterical running the newly activated electric toothbrush up and down and all over his soles and toes and loving his instant desperate laughter as I reminded him that I had a real fixation for ticklinf feet and most especially for feet clearly as hideously ticklish as his and then stopped and sent an SMS to his wife which I shared with him...
'Hi Marianne taking your advice as your cheating husband is in need of a lesson and has reacted violently to being tickle tortured all over his feet as you advised me he would, he's a tickler's fantasy and needs to be taken complete advantage of so was thinking a few hours more or if you are willing an all-nighter as I'm mesmerised by his feet so he will suffer as you requested that's a guarantee! Please advise me, thank you!'
'Hello an all-nighter I think in order and don't worry I have made arrangements for tonight so enjoy yourself and will call you in the morning to arrange a suitable time to return appreciating albeit for different reasons neither you or Peter getting much if indeed any sleep tonight!' Marianne
"Well Peter you best prepare yourself to be paying for an all night session, just me, you and your feet as you have really upset your wife and wants revenge, ticklish n' licklish revenge and I'm paid hourly to satisfy my clients so cannot refuse, obligated to do as requested and you know Peter you do have an amazing pair of feet in every way and such an infectious laugh too!"
After reading this my mouth engulfed the moist right foot of my ticklee and I sucked on a mouthful of toes hungrily and repeated this suckling the toes on his left foot and telling him his sweaty feet had me hooked being so addictive for their smell, taste and ticklishness! I then deeply sniffed Peter's feet and relished the taste of each sweaty foot. Soon running my fingers all over each of his feet, scraping up and down, up and down both bare soles from his heels to his toes! Then stopped and told Peter that tickling was tiring and I needed a short break and he to make the most of the respite as I replaced his socks on his feet and his shoes saying the next session a repeat performance so his socked feet warm, sweaty, raunchy and ripe tasting!
