Bound to the bed in the overnight holding cell lay CON 113357 or Mike Dawson who'd been disruptive on the Wing and needed behaviour therapy and of the kind he'd be too ashamed and embarrassed speaking about to anyone and there would no evidential proof of it's happening were he to do do so. 6' Dawson known for his alpha attitude which had gained him the respect of many cons and encouraged the fear of others! The 30yr old had been successful as senior enforcer working with an international crime web which the police had intercepted seizing £54million cash, 77 firearms and two tonnes of drugs and arrested and sentenced the main figures involved.
As a man who was no stranger to violence and even had a direct hand in implementing it, the information received by me from the prisoner's medical examination record was curious but made me smile as Dawason would find himself doing albeit involuntarily. I'd seen him taken from his cell to this one in the basement area with the restraint bed. I shut the door and approached the blindfold and gagged con who was cursing through the gag when I told him that he needed being brought into line and that I'd got a copy of the report from his thorough initial medical examination when first sentenced and his reponse level to the Babinski test marked 'High' which interested me and in his ear whispered menacingly 'Ticklish'!
I spied his large feet in prison socks and flip-flops secured together at the end of the bed soles up and teasingly stroked the tips of his accessible socked toes as he immediately and frantically tried to evade my touch! Slightly damp, I told him sweat moist feet my preference as both socks clung to his feet and size 12 feet having toes fondled. I buried my face into both socked soles and sniffed them deeply and taunted him that straight alpha-male feet very appealing, enjoying feet of a guy who would never have imagined anyone and least of all another man playing with his feet and being so sensitive not something he'd have ever invited happening!
No one could ever know of his embarrassment and humiliation as not something he'd ever admit to happening and torture tickling leaving no evidential physical proof of being used and my tickling techniques practiced by me some years so perfected by experience and highly effective I told him mockingly whilst admiring his feet and saying having had determination to enjoy them both since seeing them bare when he showering on his arrival three months ago as I sniffed his flexing socked feet turned on by their musky smell and feeling the warmth of his feet through them. I told him that my position of 'Head Night Prison officer' meant my enjoying being predator selecting my prey so he not the only con whose feet enjoyed by me but like him, not something they'd admit to but my perverse needs adequately satisfied!
I smiled as verbally it evident Dawson's cursing me saying for me to eat feet a treat and lightly nibbled on his socked toes and then sucked on them through his socks and lightly caressed his super-sensitive socked soles so his toes wiggled in my mouth and toes free from oral ministration from me, I focused on lightly massaging his socked feet which he'd tried to fight reacting to happening but knew as I told him his resolve against reacting would disipate but I enjoyed the thrill of a challenge!
"Tickle, Tickle, Tickle Dawson, feel the Tickle, Tickle, Tickle!" I taunted him stroking both upturned soles simultaneously as impossible for him to concentrate on both feet simultaneously and thrilled making him squirm on the bed, toes wiggling as love seeing toes splay and clench in reaction to the insidious agony of soles stroked consistently! I told him a very light and maddening caress highly effective as a means of torment as he was proving and joked knowing his predilection for violence that as an enforcer all he'd have needed to do was discover one of his victims being as horrendously ticklish as he was! I smiled hearing a curse from CON 113357 as my strokes stimulated his nerves resulting inevitably in giggling and informed him barefoot later he'd be hysterical as it was time for his socks to come off and Dawson helpless to resist as I peeled each sock off.
What a sight for sore eyes closer than seen in the shower room I told him and leaned over both large bared soles and pressed my face into them which clearly pissed Dawson off which was understandable as not something the straight man would welcome happening whether ticklish or not but ceratinly not with feet sensitive as his are and told him his feet a little dirty needing a tongue bath and began sucking on the five toes of his right foot and then his left foot and his foot smell so appealing and indeed addictive and I was hooked by their musky scent and relished sniffing the natural warmth of his toes and his bare feet so easily teased and his ticklish nerves stimulated as his feet twitched in reaction to any contact!
"Mmmm Dawson these feet of yours are awesome, two feet that smell like feet should and large and damn attractive feet but do they taste as ripe as they smell raunchy, that's the question and about to find out, yeah you're going to feel another man's tongue slithering over the length of these two deliciously smooth n' sweaty soles that even this one finger sliding the length of them results in an instant reaction so guess my tongue sliding in between your toes will be hellish though in a different way to the feather later! So tell me does Mrs. Dawson get to suck on your toes and lickle these soles, I guess that answers it, too licklish for it's being enjoyable but Mmmm these tongue ticklish size 12 soles are yeah very tasty Dawson!"
My lickle attack he'd not been prepared for as I ran my tongue the length of each sole loving their natural salty taste and their natural warmth from his sweat as I told him that unlike the other cons he'd shower in the morning but I'd leave instructions he'd not be permitted an evening shower so his feet would be appealing to me for a tongue bath! I also knew he had a problem with some cons and would see him being segregated and blindfold and gagged and secured would oversee them getting revenge advising them of his ticklishness and encourage them exploring everywhere as appreciating not everyone like me and only foot fixated! With my tongue I explored every licklish area of Dawson's feet and his violently reacting to mt slipping my tongue in between his toes!
His feet a tasty delight to savour with an intoxicating aroma that accustomed to now 6 months later never fails to harden my dick and my predilection for his feet isn't something any easier for Dawson to cope with but other endurances he's been subjected to for my amusement have been more tortuous, other cons invited to play with him so as an example; his asshole stroked with a feather whilst a willing mouth sucks his dick and fingers stroke his balls keeping him finely edged and as he's about to shoot his load, his armpits and soles of his feet tickled simultaneously!
I digress so returning to his initiation I worked my tongue over each of Dawson's appealing size 12 masculine feet, sucking on his wiggling toes in my mouth advising him when sucking on them individually that it gave a whole new meaning to a blow-job and my personally finding toes preferable to sucking than a dick and greedy there being ten of them and not just one! My fingers danced the length of his soles making him really laugh, lightly stroking just beneath his toes but also liked gently massaging his feet sensually and sensing him gasping and moaning so making fun that perhaps the stimulation was hardening his dick and then sliding a hand under him satisfied objective achieved and joking our secret and I'd not tell his wife that his feet massaged gave him an erection but sure a feather stroking his dick n' balls would drive him crazy, another prison guard specialising in this torment, we often worked together teasing a CON giving problems with me focused on his feet naturally!
Loved hearing Dawson gasp as he no doubt envisaged being the victim selected for our play-time as I continued massaging his soles and rubbing them so being intimate with them which really got to him as it was another man touching him up and soon making my massage more determined and vigorous to et them very warm n' sweaty so nicely smelly and sweaty so tasty! The lickling that drove him insane resuming and then when both feet saliva and sweat lubed my fingers sliding over them so effortlessly but so too the quill of the feather scraped the length of them both and blaming him having such large feet, size 12's so a lot of foot flesh to stimulate and not my problem he being so ticklish and licklish on his feet, having two such ridiculously sensitive soles easily making him giggle like a girl; he resents being called 'Ticklish-'Girlie' which I've christened him!
The tendril of the feather drawn in between his toes getting an immediate violent response from him always, it's a perfect tickle tool to stimulate his nerves stroked up n' down his soles in a continuous motion keeping him kept squirming but the revolving bristles of the electric toothbrush tickle his feet intensely as I discovered the first night of his initiation as my 'Ticklish-Girlie'! I enjoyed subjecting Dawson to ticklish agony and the indignity of capitalising on his weakness and using it against him to dominate and control him and excited tormenting and teasing him physically and taunting him verbally! I loved breaking him eventually so even gagged he laughing hysterically "Noooo pleasetickleshahahahahahastoopheeheeheeheehahaha!"
"That's it laugh it up Dawson, your laughter music to my ears and the babinski test proven right you're off the charts ticklish and where I most want you to be CON 113357, all over these size 12 feet Dawson! Over time I will find more and more devious methods to tickle the fuck out of these amazing feet Dawson and making you suffer excruciatingly for my sadistic amusement which is something as having been an enforcer is something you'll appreciate but unlike you who dealt out violence to physically hurt but able often to mend, my means of torment might not harm physically but mentally you will never forget the endurance as carried to extreme can drive the victim to a point of insanity especially someone as torturously ticklish as you certainly are Dawson every inch of these delicious size 12 feet! Each ticklish stroke feeling like an electric shock over the soles of these feet and inviting toes whether tickled vigorously or even softly and lightly so more maddeningly, no escaping the agonising sensations I relish in delivering to feet super sensitive to the touch and glistening with their sweat and my saliva as favouring natural lubricants but other invited ticklers provided with oil or cream, their choice! All I want and need to satisfy me Dawson is to see you suffer in ticklish and licklish agony and personally seeing this inevitability focused on torture tickling your size 12 feet in all ways imaginable and unimaginable!"
As a man who was no stranger to violence and even had a direct hand in implementing it, the information received by me from the prisoner's medical examination record was curious but made me smile as Dawason would find himself doing albeit involuntarily. I'd seen him taken from his cell to this one in the basement area with the restraint bed. I shut the door and approached the blindfold and gagged con who was cursing through the gag when I told him that he needed being brought into line and that I'd got a copy of the report from his thorough initial medical examination when first sentenced and his reponse level to the Babinski test marked 'High' which interested me and in his ear whispered menacingly 'Ticklish'!
I spied his large feet in prison socks and flip-flops secured together at the end of the bed soles up and teasingly stroked the tips of his accessible socked toes as he immediately and frantically tried to evade my touch! Slightly damp, I told him sweat moist feet my preference as both socks clung to his feet and size 12 feet having toes fondled. I buried my face into both socked soles and sniffed them deeply and taunted him that straight alpha-male feet very appealing, enjoying feet of a guy who would never have imagined anyone and least of all another man playing with his feet and being so sensitive not something he'd have ever invited happening!
No one could ever know of his embarrassment and humiliation as not something he'd ever admit to happening and torture tickling leaving no evidential physical proof of being used and my tickling techniques practiced by me some years so perfected by experience and highly effective I told him mockingly whilst admiring his feet and saying having had determination to enjoy them both since seeing them bare when he showering on his arrival three months ago as I sniffed his flexing socked feet turned on by their musky smell and feeling the warmth of his feet through them. I told him that my position of 'Head Night Prison officer' meant my enjoying being predator selecting my prey so he not the only con whose feet enjoyed by me but like him, not something they'd admit to but my perverse needs adequately satisfied!
I smiled as verbally it evident Dawson's cursing me saying for me to eat feet a treat and lightly nibbled on his socked toes and then sucked on them through his socks and lightly caressed his super-sensitive socked soles so his toes wiggled in my mouth and toes free from oral ministration from me, I focused on lightly massaging his socked feet which he'd tried to fight reacting to happening but knew as I told him his resolve against reacting would disipate but I enjoyed the thrill of a challenge!
"Tickle, Tickle, Tickle Dawson, feel the Tickle, Tickle, Tickle!" I taunted him stroking both upturned soles simultaneously as impossible for him to concentrate on both feet simultaneously and thrilled making him squirm on the bed, toes wiggling as love seeing toes splay and clench in reaction to the insidious agony of soles stroked consistently! I told him a very light and maddening caress highly effective as a means of torment as he was proving and joked knowing his predilection for violence that as an enforcer all he'd have needed to do was discover one of his victims being as horrendously ticklish as he was! I smiled hearing a curse from CON 113357 as my strokes stimulated his nerves resulting inevitably in giggling and informed him barefoot later he'd be hysterical as it was time for his socks to come off and Dawson helpless to resist as I peeled each sock off.
What a sight for sore eyes closer than seen in the shower room I told him and leaned over both large bared soles and pressed my face into them which clearly pissed Dawson off which was understandable as not something the straight man would welcome happening whether ticklish or not but ceratinly not with feet sensitive as his are and told him his feet a little dirty needing a tongue bath and began sucking on the five toes of his right foot and then his left foot and his foot smell so appealing and indeed addictive and I was hooked by their musky scent and relished sniffing the natural warmth of his toes and his bare feet so easily teased and his ticklish nerves stimulated as his feet twitched in reaction to any contact!
"Mmmm Dawson these feet of yours are awesome, two feet that smell like feet should and large and damn attractive feet but do they taste as ripe as they smell raunchy, that's the question and about to find out, yeah you're going to feel another man's tongue slithering over the length of these two deliciously smooth n' sweaty soles that even this one finger sliding the length of them results in an instant reaction so guess my tongue sliding in between your toes will be hellish though in a different way to the feather later! So tell me does Mrs. Dawson get to suck on your toes and lickle these soles, I guess that answers it, too licklish for it's being enjoyable but Mmmm these tongue ticklish size 12 soles are yeah very tasty Dawson!"
My lickle attack he'd not been prepared for as I ran my tongue the length of each sole loving their natural salty taste and their natural warmth from his sweat as I told him that unlike the other cons he'd shower in the morning but I'd leave instructions he'd not be permitted an evening shower so his feet would be appealing to me for a tongue bath! I also knew he had a problem with some cons and would see him being segregated and blindfold and gagged and secured would oversee them getting revenge advising them of his ticklishness and encourage them exploring everywhere as appreciating not everyone like me and only foot fixated! With my tongue I explored every licklish area of Dawson's feet and his violently reacting to mt slipping my tongue in between his toes!
His feet a tasty delight to savour with an intoxicating aroma that accustomed to now 6 months later never fails to harden my dick and my predilection for his feet isn't something any easier for Dawson to cope with but other endurances he's been subjected to for my amusement have been more tortuous, other cons invited to play with him so as an example; his asshole stroked with a feather whilst a willing mouth sucks his dick and fingers stroke his balls keeping him finely edged and as he's about to shoot his load, his armpits and soles of his feet tickled simultaneously!
I digress so returning to his initiation I worked my tongue over each of Dawson's appealing size 12 masculine feet, sucking on his wiggling toes in my mouth advising him when sucking on them individually that it gave a whole new meaning to a blow-job and my personally finding toes preferable to sucking than a dick and greedy there being ten of them and not just one! My fingers danced the length of his soles making him really laugh, lightly stroking just beneath his toes but also liked gently massaging his feet sensually and sensing him gasping and moaning so making fun that perhaps the stimulation was hardening his dick and then sliding a hand under him satisfied objective achieved and joking our secret and I'd not tell his wife that his feet massaged gave him an erection but sure a feather stroking his dick n' balls would drive him crazy, another prison guard specialising in this torment, we often worked together teasing a CON giving problems with me focused on his feet naturally!
Loved hearing Dawson gasp as he no doubt envisaged being the victim selected for our play-time as I continued massaging his soles and rubbing them so being intimate with them which really got to him as it was another man touching him up and soon making my massage more determined and vigorous to et them very warm n' sweaty so nicely smelly and sweaty so tasty! The lickling that drove him insane resuming and then when both feet saliva and sweat lubed my fingers sliding over them so effortlessly but so too the quill of the feather scraped the length of them both and blaming him having such large feet, size 12's so a lot of foot flesh to stimulate and not my problem he being so ticklish and licklish on his feet, having two such ridiculously sensitive soles easily making him giggle like a girl; he resents being called 'Ticklish-'Girlie' which I've christened him!
The tendril of the feather drawn in between his toes getting an immediate violent response from him always, it's a perfect tickle tool to stimulate his nerves stroked up n' down his soles in a continuous motion keeping him kept squirming but the revolving bristles of the electric toothbrush tickle his feet intensely as I discovered the first night of his initiation as my 'Ticklish-Girlie'! I enjoyed subjecting Dawson to ticklish agony and the indignity of capitalising on his weakness and using it against him to dominate and control him and excited tormenting and teasing him physically and taunting him verbally! I loved breaking him eventually so even gagged he laughing hysterically "Noooo pleasetickleshahahahahahastoopheeheeheeheehahaha!"
"That's it laugh it up Dawson, your laughter music to my ears and the babinski test proven right you're off the charts ticklish and where I most want you to be CON 113357, all over these size 12 feet Dawson! Over time I will find more and more devious methods to tickle the fuck out of these amazing feet Dawson and making you suffer excruciatingly for my sadistic amusement which is something as having been an enforcer is something you'll appreciate but unlike you who dealt out violence to physically hurt but able often to mend, my means of torment might not harm physically but mentally you will never forget the endurance as carried to extreme can drive the victim to a point of insanity especially someone as torturously ticklish as you certainly are Dawson every inch of these delicious size 12 feet! Each ticklish stroke feeling like an electric shock over the soles of these feet and inviting toes whether tickled vigorously or even softly and lightly so more maddeningly, no escaping the agonising sensations I relish in delivering to feet super sensitive to the touch and glistening with their sweat and my saliva as favouring natural lubricants but other invited ticklers provided with oil or cream, their choice! All I want and need to satisfy me Dawson is to see you suffer in ticklish and licklish agony and personally seeing this inevitability focused on torture tickling your size 12 feet in all ways imaginable and unimaginable!"
