Well, I can die happy.
I'm going to tell this story in milagros's patented style: imagined scenario, real events. But first a few bits and bobs for those of you thinking of doing the same.
This happened thanks to the fantastic services of www.footworshippalace.com which I knew nothing about until about 3 weeks prior to a recent trip to New York. Oddly enough I was trying to find a massage place and that popped up. I emailed them and got a few replies, but basically it was clear that I should wait until nearer the time. I had a lot of fun looking at all the girls and working out what I wanted and who was going to be the best one for the job. It tells you about each girl, how ticklish they are and other foot fetish related information. The week before I went, I confirmed the details and ended up booked with Arianna and Dee for 10.30 Monday 21st May - by then having obsessed over the details, they were my favourite combination as their soles looked so good and they were both 'Super ticklish' according to the site.
The night arrived and I made some excuse to my colleagues and headed over there. It's a midtown address and by the time I arrived I was pretty nervous for me. I work with people a lot and have a lot of responsibility so generally don't worry about other people. However, I don't do this type of thing usually (1 dominatrix once and she was hopeless). I got to the building and called the elevator. At this point I wasn't sure if I was going to end up with a foot session or chained to a radiator with a guy in a leather apron coming at me with a drill. The street was quiet and the building seemed empty ... and the elevator creaked in the way they do when something bad is going to happen to whoever gets in them in films. Anyway, I avoided the temptation to run away screaming like a girl and pressed on.
At the top I rang the doorbell and was met by the girl who I'd been emailing and had arranged the session. I immediately relaxed. She herself was sexy and she was pleasant and friendly and when you're expecting a guy with a chainsaw to open the door, a sexy, friendly girl is all good.
I was shown into a room and asked to speak to the girls just prior to the session. I wanted to check they were comfortable with what I had asked for.
They came in and I don't remember them walking, them floated in, in my memory. As a man who likes his women dark and Asian, these blond white ladies ba-loo my mind. They looked nice in their pictures though I was more interested in their soles, but DAMN. And they were very friendly too. It was a little weird meeting two girls who knew you were hot for feet. I kept casually glancing at their feet in an attempt to hide my fetish as I do when I meet new girls and then thought, 'Why?'
The session was amazing. I had a lot of fun and I think they did too. The scenario I had planned went a little haywire ( I was meant to get tied up and take it in turns worshipping each of them) but I didn't care. I was too blissed out. One thing that happened that surprised me a little was ... well ... despite the fact that they were gorgeous and I was doing what I love best, Jimmy got stage fright. He was peeping through the curtains, but he wasn't coming out fully. It didn't take much manual encouragement to get him there but I guess I was a little shy. It was a major way of dealing with your fetish when you're new to the game, but it surprised me as I couldn't have been more turned on by the girls. Go figure!
We chatted after the session and they were both really lovely ladies. There can often be the point after a sexual situation where you go from feeling like a porn star to just being a guy with his schlong in his hand, but they didn't make me feel stupid and we had a really good time and they made me laugh.
So what did it cost? 375 dollars plus tip (which I hope they were happy with, but I am British and we have a pretty shitty tipping reputation in the U.S. so I may have screwed that up). Was it worth it? Holy guaca-fuckin'-mole - YES. Thrice Yes. The downside was that it was the crack rock of feet experiences. Every other night in New York afterwards seemed terrible and if I'd had the ability to go back, I'd have been in there like swimwear. I should be going back next year and I'm praying both girls will still be there because I'm already cooking up my next scenario. Dee and Arianna rocked my world and I think I may be in love.
The Session
Working late in my hotel room, I was beginning to wonder if I'd ever be able to make the deadline. The meeting was in the morning and I still had a ton of paperwork to get through.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. My two assistants, Dee and Arianna were there when I opened it. They looked incredible and had obviously been exploring the cocktail bar downstairs.
What are you doing here, girls?
Dee, the more outspoken of the two, answered with a smile. We were just chatting downstairs and got to arguing about who was the more ticklish. I think Arianna is, but she thinks I am. Can you help us?
Work disappeared from my mind. These girls had both been a real find. Hot as anything and Harvard educated. I generally managed to feign disinterest, but had often admired their legs and lived in hope of seeing a glimpse of their feet peeking from out of their high heels in meetings or in the office. They were both dressed in fairly short tops and skirts. Arianna was wearing some fishnet-like white socks with some strappy sandals. I could see the red of her toenails through the material. Dee had some lacy white socks on and some demon-red high heels. I was dizzy.
Well, I'm a little busy, but I'm sure I could make time for a tickle contest, I told them. I showed them into the room and asked them to sit on the bed.
'Here's what we are going to do', I explained. 'I'll tie one of each of your feet to the other girl. Then I'm going to take it in turns to tickle one foot on each of you. We'll have three rounds. The girl who manages to hold out for the longest total time, wins. I'm going to tickle you and when you can't take it anymore, you say: I love having my feet tickled.
They smiled and agreed. I tied them together and unhooked Dee's shoe from her foot. Her socked toes wiggled and I let my hand gently stroke her foot. it was warm and felt gorgeous. I then did the same with Arianna, but pulled at her sock too and let it glide off over her smooth foot. I then returned to Dee's foot and slipped off her sock too whilst she giggled nervously. 'When was the last time you were tickled?' she asked Arianna. Arianna couldn't remember. She was going to remember this time though.
I started with Dee. It was her idea after all. I placed my fingers between her bare toes and held them back. She squirmed. I then let my finger glide across her sole which was smooth and from my close position I could smell the lotion she had applied to it mixed with the heat of her foot. It was delicious. She threw her head back and laughed long and hard. I was amazed at just how ticklish she was. She wriggled taking Arianna's helpless foot with her and I had to hold her down. My fingers raked her soles and I found that scratching at just under her toes was a really good place. For several minutes the room was filled with her sexy laughter. She was unable to sit up and just lay back on the bed howling with laughter. As her boss, I tried to ignore the fact that I had an eyefull of her white underwear which clung to her beautifully sculpted arse. She clearly wasn't thinking about that. Her toes flexed and clenched and she slapped the bed trying to deal with the sensations whilst Arianna looked on in amusement. Finally, she cried out 'I love having my feet tickled' and I let her go. She was hoarse from the laughing and needed water which I gave her.
Next Arianna. She was nervous given the reactions she'd seen from Dee but braved it out. Arianna had a very sexy quality to her that made you feel she knew you liked her. This knowing quality made her a fantastic target for tickling as it was nice to see her cool blown. Again I wriggled my fingers between her beautiful toes and then I blew on her soles to let her feel the sensation of nakedness. Then I traced my nail across the ball of her foot. She immediately fell backwards onto the bed with laughter and Dee was pulled with her. Dee was clearly delighted that Arianna was now the focus of the tickling and laughed along with her. Arianna thrashed around as I stroked her soles and then danced my fingers over the tops of her feet. She too was very ticklish under her toes which I took advantage of. Her Russian inflected laughter rang across the room where Dee's had been and I think she lasted a little longer than Dee. Both of them were incredible in their endurance (although I suspect that they quite liked being tickled).
The second round followed. This time I used the end of the rope that tied them together and threaded it through Dee's toes. I could then pull them back more and make her sole tight for the tickling. She seemed to be even more ticklish than then first time and Arianna had a job keeping up with her thrashing around. Arianna had similar reactions when I did it to her.
They were both in a mess, but happy. 'This sure beats the hell out of arguing about it in the bar' Dee laughed.
After the second round I realised that my stopwatch wasn't working. Bummer. So I decided on a tie breaker.
'I'm going to tickle you both at the same time' I told them. The first one to cave in is the winner. The winner gets to tickle the loser for two minutes with no mercy. I tighten the rope slightly so that their feet were firnmly next to each other and then I tickled both soles with my hand. It was like riding a bull. They both thrashed around and shreaked with laughter as I let my fingers dance over the two helpless soles, their toes writhed and wriggled helplessly and I had to use a lot of strength to hold them down with the rope. I did this for a while then had an idea, as neither of them wanted to cave in.
I pointed out that I had some lubrication and they should lie on their stomachs and switch sides. This they agree to do. Still with their ankles tied, they changed position and I poured lubricant on to their bare, pink soles and rubbed it in. They seemed to like it when I pushed the liquid in-between their toes. It was warm and their silky feet made them feel fantastic. I was amazed at how competitive my assistants were. They weren't going to give in. They seemed to have forgotten how I was their boss and were just focused on beating each other. I was in heaven and very turned on. I lay across their legs and used both of my hands on their now slippery soles. The reaction was amazing and even with my weight they were hard to keep down. They screamed and laughed and i just watched as these two beautiful feet did all they could to manage the tickling. The lube had made it all the worse and eventually Dee, even knowing she had to endure more, cracked.
I let them up and untied the rope. 'So Arianna, you now get to tickle Dee as she is the most ticklish. You have your answer'.
Dee lay exhausted on the bed. I put Arianna's sock back on having cleaned her foot off with a flannel. Then Arianna with a certain amount of glee took Dee's ankle in her hand. Dee moaned knowing what was coming.
I looked at my watch and nodded to Arianna to start. An evil smile spread across her face and she hooked her fingers under Dee's still slippery toes. She barely moved her fingers, just letting them linger next to the pads of Dee's incredibly sexy toes and Dee, for the fourth time that night screamed with laughter. I was impressed. Arianna has obviously done this before and she was an intelligent tickler, using the minimum energy and getting the maximum result. I was mesmerised as one beautiful girl gently tickled the toes of another just inches away from my face and the two minutes probably got a little long. Arianna's nails glided along Dee's instep and hovered over the balls of her feet as Dee writhed and laughed. I watched and could have watched for the rest of the night but I remembered the work I should have been doing. So I put a stop to it. Dee was exhausted - her gorgeous stomach tight with the laughing.
Gotta go. Check back for part two and photos.
Later
I'm going to tell this story in milagros's patented style: imagined scenario, real events. But first a few bits and bobs for those of you thinking of doing the same.
This happened thanks to the fantastic services of www.footworshippalace.com which I knew nothing about until about 3 weeks prior to a recent trip to New York. Oddly enough I was trying to find a massage place and that popped up. I emailed them and got a few replies, but basically it was clear that I should wait until nearer the time. I had a lot of fun looking at all the girls and working out what I wanted and who was going to be the best one for the job. It tells you about each girl, how ticklish they are and other foot fetish related information. The week before I went, I confirmed the details and ended up booked with Arianna and Dee for 10.30 Monday 21st May - by then having obsessed over the details, they were my favourite combination as their soles looked so good and they were both 'Super ticklish' according to the site.
The night arrived and I made some excuse to my colleagues and headed over there. It's a midtown address and by the time I arrived I was pretty nervous for me. I work with people a lot and have a lot of responsibility so generally don't worry about other people. However, I don't do this type of thing usually (1 dominatrix once and she was hopeless). I got to the building and called the elevator. At this point I wasn't sure if I was going to end up with a foot session or chained to a radiator with a guy in a leather apron coming at me with a drill. The street was quiet and the building seemed empty ... and the elevator creaked in the way they do when something bad is going to happen to whoever gets in them in films. Anyway, I avoided the temptation to run away screaming like a girl and pressed on.
At the top I rang the doorbell and was met by the girl who I'd been emailing and had arranged the session. I immediately relaxed. She herself was sexy and she was pleasant and friendly and when you're expecting a guy with a chainsaw to open the door, a sexy, friendly girl is all good.
I was shown into a room and asked to speak to the girls just prior to the session. I wanted to check they were comfortable with what I had asked for.
They came in and I don't remember them walking, them floated in, in my memory. As a man who likes his women dark and Asian, these blond white ladies ba-loo my mind. They looked nice in their pictures though I was more interested in their soles, but DAMN. And they were very friendly too. It was a little weird meeting two girls who knew you were hot for feet. I kept casually glancing at their feet in an attempt to hide my fetish as I do when I meet new girls and then thought, 'Why?'
The session was amazing. I had a lot of fun and I think they did too. The scenario I had planned went a little haywire ( I was meant to get tied up and take it in turns worshipping each of them) but I didn't care. I was too blissed out. One thing that happened that surprised me a little was ... well ... despite the fact that they were gorgeous and I was doing what I love best, Jimmy got stage fright. He was peeping through the curtains, but he wasn't coming out fully. It didn't take much manual encouragement to get him there but I guess I was a little shy. It was a major way of dealing with your fetish when you're new to the game, but it surprised me as I couldn't have been more turned on by the girls. Go figure!
We chatted after the session and they were both really lovely ladies. There can often be the point after a sexual situation where you go from feeling like a porn star to just being a guy with his schlong in his hand, but they didn't make me feel stupid and we had a really good time and they made me laugh.
So what did it cost? 375 dollars plus tip (which I hope they were happy with, but I am British and we have a pretty shitty tipping reputation in the U.S. so I may have screwed that up). Was it worth it? Holy guaca-fuckin'-mole - YES. Thrice Yes. The downside was that it was the crack rock of feet experiences. Every other night in New York afterwards seemed terrible and if I'd had the ability to go back, I'd have been in there like swimwear. I should be going back next year and I'm praying both girls will still be there because I'm already cooking up my next scenario. Dee and Arianna rocked my world and I think I may be in love.
The Session
Working late in my hotel room, I was beginning to wonder if I'd ever be able to make the deadline. The meeting was in the morning and I still had a ton of paperwork to get through.
Suddenly there was a knock at the door. My two assistants, Dee and Arianna were there when I opened it. They looked incredible and had obviously been exploring the cocktail bar downstairs.
What are you doing here, girls?
Dee, the more outspoken of the two, answered with a smile. We were just chatting downstairs and got to arguing about who was the more ticklish. I think Arianna is, but she thinks I am. Can you help us?
Work disappeared from my mind. These girls had both been a real find. Hot as anything and Harvard educated. I generally managed to feign disinterest, but had often admired their legs and lived in hope of seeing a glimpse of their feet peeking from out of their high heels in meetings or in the office. They were both dressed in fairly short tops and skirts. Arianna was wearing some fishnet-like white socks with some strappy sandals. I could see the red of her toenails through the material. Dee had some lacy white socks on and some demon-red high heels. I was dizzy.
Well, I'm a little busy, but I'm sure I could make time for a tickle contest, I told them. I showed them into the room and asked them to sit on the bed.
'Here's what we are going to do', I explained. 'I'll tie one of each of your feet to the other girl. Then I'm going to take it in turns to tickle one foot on each of you. We'll have three rounds. The girl who manages to hold out for the longest total time, wins. I'm going to tickle you and when you can't take it anymore, you say: I love having my feet tickled.
They smiled and agreed. I tied them together and unhooked Dee's shoe from her foot. Her socked toes wiggled and I let my hand gently stroke her foot. it was warm and felt gorgeous. I then did the same with Arianna, but pulled at her sock too and let it glide off over her smooth foot. I then returned to Dee's foot and slipped off her sock too whilst she giggled nervously. 'When was the last time you were tickled?' she asked Arianna. Arianna couldn't remember. She was going to remember this time though.
I started with Dee. It was her idea after all. I placed my fingers between her bare toes and held them back. She squirmed. I then let my finger glide across her sole which was smooth and from my close position I could smell the lotion she had applied to it mixed with the heat of her foot. It was delicious. She threw her head back and laughed long and hard. I was amazed at just how ticklish she was. She wriggled taking Arianna's helpless foot with her and I had to hold her down. My fingers raked her soles and I found that scratching at just under her toes was a really good place. For several minutes the room was filled with her sexy laughter. She was unable to sit up and just lay back on the bed howling with laughter. As her boss, I tried to ignore the fact that I had an eyefull of her white underwear which clung to her beautifully sculpted arse. She clearly wasn't thinking about that. Her toes flexed and clenched and she slapped the bed trying to deal with the sensations whilst Arianna looked on in amusement. Finally, she cried out 'I love having my feet tickled' and I let her go. She was hoarse from the laughing and needed water which I gave her.
Next Arianna. She was nervous given the reactions she'd seen from Dee but braved it out. Arianna had a very sexy quality to her that made you feel she knew you liked her. This knowing quality made her a fantastic target for tickling as it was nice to see her cool blown. Again I wriggled my fingers between her beautiful toes and then I blew on her soles to let her feel the sensation of nakedness. Then I traced my nail across the ball of her foot. She immediately fell backwards onto the bed with laughter and Dee was pulled with her. Dee was clearly delighted that Arianna was now the focus of the tickling and laughed along with her. Arianna thrashed around as I stroked her soles and then danced my fingers over the tops of her feet. She too was very ticklish under her toes which I took advantage of. Her Russian inflected laughter rang across the room where Dee's had been and I think she lasted a little longer than Dee. Both of them were incredible in their endurance (although I suspect that they quite liked being tickled).
The second round followed. This time I used the end of the rope that tied them together and threaded it through Dee's toes. I could then pull them back more and make her sole tight for the tickling. She seemed to be even more ticklish than then first time and Arianna had a job keeping up with her thrashing around. Arianna had similar reactions when I did it to her.
They were both in a mess, but happy. 'This sure beats the hell out of arguing about it in the bar' Dee laughed.
After the second round I realised that my stopwatch wasn't working. Bummer. So I decided on a tie breaker.
'I'm going to tickle you both at the same time' I told them. The first one to cave in is the winner. The winner gets to tickle the loser for two minutes with no mercy. I tighten the rope slightly so that their feet were firnmly next to each other and then I tickled both soles with my hand. It was like riding a bull. They both thrashed around and shreaked with laughter as I let my fingers dance over the two helpless soles, their toes writhed and wriggled helplessly and I had to use a lot of strength to hold them down with the rope. I did this for a while then had an idea, as neither of them wanted to cave in.
I pointed out that I had some lubrication and they should lie on their stomachs and switch sides. This they agree to do. Still with their ankles tied, they changed position and I poured lubricant on to their bare, pink soles and rubbed it in. They seemed to like it when I pushed the liquid in-between their toes. It was warm and their silky feet made them feel fantastic. I was amazed at how competitive my assistants were. They weren't going to give in. They seemed to have forgotten how I was their boss and were just focused on beating each other. I was in heaven and very turned on. I lay across their legs and used both of my hands on their now slippery soles. The reaction was amazing and even with my weight they were hard to keep down. They screamed and laughed and i just watched as these two beautiful feet did all they could to manage the tickling. The lube had made it all the worse and eventually Dee, even knowing she had to endure more, cracked.
I let them up and untied the rope. 'So Arianna, you now get to tickle Dee as she is the most ticklish. You have your answer'.
Dee lay exhausted on the bed. I put Arianna's sock back on having cleaned her foot off with a flannel. Then Arianna with a certain amount of glee took Dee's ankle in her hand. Dee moaned knowing what was coming.
I looked at my watch and nodded to Arianna to start. An evil smile spread across her face and she hooked her fingers under Dee's still slippery toes. She barely moved her fingers, just letting them linger next to the pads of Dee's incredibly sexy toes and Dee, for the fourth time that night screamed with laughter. I was impressed. Arianna has obviously done this before and she was an intelligent tickler, using the minimum energy and getting the maximum result. I was mesmerised as one beautiful girl gently tickled the toes of another just inches away from my face and the two minutes probably got a little long. Arianna's nails glided along Dee's instep and hovered over the balls of her feet as Dee writhed and laughed. I watched and could have watched for the rest of the night but I remembered the work I should have been doing. So I put a stop to it. Dee was exhausted - her gorgeous stomach tight with the laughing.
Gotta go. Check back for part two and photos.
Later
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