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Charlotte's heart fluttered as she waited for her hosts to answer the door. She had been chatting with them online for a while and had finally worked up the confidence to meet other fetishists after years of frustration. She knew they had something to do with fetish events at a castle but was too nervous and shy to go to an event with a dozen or so people let alone around a hundred!
After the usual tell-tale rustling and the sound of approaching footsteps, Charlotte was greeted at the door like an old friend. Before she knew it she was in their kitchen with a cold glass of rosé wearing her socks and sundress. It was a warm evening so Charlotte had considered sandals but she didn't want to give her hosts the wrong impression, her feet were the one area that was definitely off-limits. Her hosts had ‘No shoes in the house’ rule, so shyly the slim red removed her brown suede boots to reveal her precious, slender, socked feet. Even being without shoes made Charlotte uncomfortable. She was hypersensitive and had a heightened sense of touch that especially affected the nerves in her feet.
Lilly smiled at the view of her girlfriend sat next to the lithe redhead on their sofa. This had taken months of careful planning and persuasion. Their guest was around 5' 9" with pale sensitive skin exposed perfectly by her thin blue sundress. She had long auburn hair tied in a plait with a few strands falling down to frame her face, dyed strawberry-blonde by the sun. Both Lilly and Andrea wanted her badly, both to tickle-torture and for other fun as well.
Andrea and Lilly had been chatting online with the shy and sensitive submissive for months and finally earned her trust in order to persuade her try a session in their basement. There would be tickling, there would be torment, but first there was the ploy to properly reel her in.
At the signal Andrea slipped her washed and perfumed soles out of their new brown leather sandals and placed them casually on Charlotte's lap. Charlotte was startled, despite being shy, her nerves had made her chatter endlessly until now. All of a sudden her nervous chatter was interrupted by the sandy-blonde’s soles.
“….You may tickle them if you want..." Andrea softly cooed, wiggling her toes.
Charlotte beheld the soft pink pale soles perfectly contrasted against the light blue denim of Andrea's jeans and the darker blue fabric of her own sundress. She knew the soles were not only clean, but a ticklers dream! Unfortunately Charlotte was not only a 'lee, she simply didn't do feet. She was not repelled by them, but her own feet were so ticklish and had been exploited so ruthlessly once that watching another woman get foot-tickled gave her flashbacks. Charlotte specifically searched for videos with upper body tickling online, she hated it when unexpected foot-tickling ruined her viewing.
"I... I don't really do feet!" Charlotte shyly whispered, curling her own toes in socks that read FUCK and OFF on each sole respectively.
"Awww! not even a little bit?" Andrea cooed uncharacteristically, she had practised this with her girlfriend and many play partners to get the tone just right.
"If our guest says ‘no feet’ that means ‘no feet’: hers’ or ours' sweetie!" Lilly sweetly interjected.
The ploy worked and Charlotte relaxed as Andrea returned her perfect feet to their sandals. It was Lilly she had been more nervous about until now. Unlike her sandy-blonde girlfriend who wore casual yet fetching clothes the petite Asian Domme was wearing enough red and black leather with studs to hint at her specialist interest in bondage. Now Charlotte felt safe because the dominant one was protecting her.
The conversation moved onto tickling and the couple gleefully showed Charlotte picture after picture from their events at the castle, using the remote control to stream them on the TV from a USB device. Each one was specifically picked to appeal to their guest. There were only female ticklers and victims, the male ler’s occasionally being cropped out so only the feathers they held were visible. There was also mostly upper body tickling with the odd picture of legs and thighs getting 'the treatment'. At first there was no foot tickling at all, the pair had even carefully selected photos from their collection that did not even show feet to relax their guest.
The photos put Charlotte at ease whilst also stirring her libido. Each picture showed a woman getting tickled in one of the exact ways she dreamed of getting tickled. Spread eagled or tied with their arms above the heads and tickled all over their upper bodies. In some pictures the women were standing whilst tied to trees and in others they were laid on beds, benches and wooden frames. Charlotte's favourites were the ones with two ticklers lying alongside the lee in a bed tickling each side of their body and most of all the ones where a woman straddled their victim sitting on her waist the way her only tickle-partner Nicky had done to her on a near nightly basis at University before betraying her trust.
Charlotte didn't realise it; but the pictures with the ‘lee being straddled subtly showed the female ler’s upturned soles, introducing soles which had previously been completely avoided. Charlotte did not focus on their feet and did not think of Nicky but the mental image of feet was subtly associated with the tickling she liked. Gradually more and more pictures had feet.
Lilly had clocked Charlotte's preferences from their online discussions and used the extensive castle picture archive to begin her manipulation of her new toy. What Charlotte did realise was just how lucky she was to see these pictures. Lilly and Andrea had told her how carefully they monitored and controlled pictures and filming at the castle events very early on in their seduction of her online, back when the plan had been to entice her to the castle.
Charlotte was becoming visibly aroused and her shy attempts to conceal it pleased Lilly immensely. It was time for the blindfold!
Charlotte trembled with anticipation as the blindfold was applied and her wrists were bound. She was guided downstairs by Lilly with Andrea behind her. As much as not being able to see made Charlotte nervous, as she searched for each step with a socked foot she felt safe with Andrea. The gentle sandy blonde had given her a backrub as they watched the picture show upstairs and the two had bonded.
Charlotte quivered as her arms were secured above her head. She had hoped to be tied down horizontally but she was happy as she felt the extra restraints added to her elbows and wrists. She couldn't see her captors but she just knew that they were pro's and that there would be no issues with chafing or pain.
Charlotte's comfortable submission was shattered as she felt two thick heavy pieces of wood lined with padded leather clamp each of her delicate ankles.
"No!.... No stocks!" She whined.
"But we need them for the gravity rack..." Andrea whispered in her ear.
"Gr... gr... gravity rack?" Charlotte stuttered.
"Yes a gravity rack, and we thought it would be better to do it this way instead of with toe-clamps"
Charlotte panicked at hearing the words 'toe-clamps' but was just reassured enough by Andrea's soothing voice to not utterly freak out. She couldn't see the long wooden stocks but knew they were well made and padded properly. The manacles she heard rattling above her head had a horizontal bar which she grasped.
Suddenly the floor under Charlotte's precious feet started lowering. The already nervous red head lost control as her socked feet instinctively reached for purchase against the retreating smooth wood.
"…No! What are you doing to me!?!" Charlotte whined as she struggled.
Her body was stretched taut by the heavy wooden stocks that pulled her ankles down as the manacles that held her wrists forced her to stand in an inverted Y shape. As the floor came to a stop Charlotte could only reach the floor with the balls of her feet and her toes.
"You see the other gravity rack we have clamps your toes to the floor and then we pull your arms up with a ratchet...." Lilly began.
"We decided to use this one because we know you don't like feet!" Andrea added, finishing her girlfriend's sentence.
Charlotte whimpered as her precious socked feet were forced to explore the wooden floor for purchase. She was imagining having her toes clamped down in such a position and loathed being forced to keep her heels off the deck. She could feel the strain in her calves and knew she could only endure being stretched this way for so long even without any tickle torture. Charlotte was lithe and flexible but not hugely strong, she did Yoga and Pilates intermittently and was wiry, but since she was naturally light (with hollow bones!) her calves especially were not strong.
Just as Charlotte was about to lose her nerve the tickling started. Her captors knew she was the type to back out just before the good stuff started, in their view the best way to deal with such submissives was to start tickling early and not let their anxiety build up.
Andrea started softly with Charlotte's exquisite underarms. The smooth, soft pale skin was feather sensitive and Charlotte's reactions delighted the sandy blonde. As her victim giggled and squeaked Andrea moved on to tease the lithe redhead's delicate neck and chin. The fear was gone and although their victim had lost all coherence, Andrea could tell by her smile that she was enjoying it.
Lilly meanwhile had knelt down and started teasing the backs of Charlotte's legs using the pads of her skilled fingers to maximum effect on the soft delicate outstretched skin. Charlotte completely lost control and thrashed in her bondage to little effect.
Her ticklers knew their craft and had started softly. Nicky used to just tie her down and brutalise her, but somehow being stretched out and softly tickled like this was worse. After only a few seconds Charlotte blushed a deep shade crimson, both her face and body went red as Lilly began to explore her thighs.
The Asian Domme knew that this trick would turn her victim into a quivering mass of tingly flesh. She softly teased the delicate supple skin of Charlotte's thighs whilst working ever upwards under the hem of the sundress, occasionally giving her victim’s tendons a squeeze as she went.
Charlotte was utterly hysterical. Her thighs tried to dance away but the heavy wooden stocks held them in check. Also the devious Asian minx seemed to be able to predict her every flinch whilst moving from one spot to the other. It had been a long time since Charlotte had climaxed properly and she could feel the primal charge build inside of her. A part of her was trying to fight it, struggling to speak she tried to remember the safe-word. 'OH GOD I FORGOT TO SET A SAFEWORD'... They had discussed safe-words upstairs over wine but had not agreed on one.
Just as years of pent up frustration were about to be vented the Asian Dominatrix did something that stopped Charlotte's libido with an abrupt chill. After gently teasing her thighs and working ever upwards towards her crotch, the source of Charlotte's arousal, the Asian minx lifted Charlotte's skirt and peeked at the bikini bottom she wore underneath, Charlotte couldn't see this happening but felt the tell-tale swish of her skirt. What really struck dread into her heart though was the words Lilly said;
"Hmmm looks like she will be wet down there soon!" She cooed.
Charlotte panicked. In an instant her mind replayed the terrible final session with Nicky after they had drunk too much whilst celebrating turning in their final assessments….
After the usual tell-tale rustling and the sound of approaching footsteps, Charlotte was greeted at the door like an old friend. Before she knew it she was in their kitchen with a cold glass of rosé wearing her socks and sundress. It was a warm evening so Charlotte had considered sandals but she didn't want to give her hosts the wrong impression, her feet were the one area that was definitely off-limits. Her hosts had ‘No shoes in the house’ rule, so shyly the slim red removed her brown suede boots to reveal her precious, slender, socked feet. Even being without shoes made Charlotte uncomfortable. She was hypersensitive and had a heightened sense of touch that especially affected the nerves in her feet.
Lilly smiled at the view of her girlfriend sat next to the lithe redhead on their sofa. This had taken months of careful planning and persuasion. Their guest was around 5' 9" with pale sensitive skin exposed perfectly by her thin blue sundress. She had long auburn hair tied in a plait with a few strands falling down to frame her face, dyed strawberry-blonde by the sun. Both Lilly and Andrea wanted her badly, both to tickle-torture and for other fun as well.
Andrea and Lilly had been chatting online with the shy and sensitive submissive for months and finally earned her trust in order to persuade her try a session in their basement. There would be tickling, there would be torment, but first there was the ploy to properly reel her in.
At the signal Andrea slipped her washed and perfumed soles out of their new brown leather sandals and placed them casually on Charlotte's lap. Charlotte was startled, despite being shy, her nerves had made her chatter endlessly until now. All of a sudden her nervous chatter was interrupted by the sandy-blonde’s soles.
“….You may tickle them if you want..." Andrea softly cooed, wiggling her toes.
Charlotte beheld the soft pink pale soles perfectly contrasted against the light blue denim of Andrea's jeans and the darker blue fabric of her own sundress. She knew the soles were not only clean, but a ticklers dream! Unfortunately Charlotte was not only a 'lee, she simply didn't do feet. She was not repelled by them, but her own feet were so ticklish and had been exploited so ruthlessly once that watching another woman get foot-tickled gave her flashbacks. Charlotte specifically searched for videos with upper body tickling online, she hated it when unexpected foot-tickling ruined her viewing.
"I... I don't really do feet!" Charlotte shyly whispered, curling her own toes in socks that read FUCK and OFF on each sole respectively.
"Awww! not even a little bit?" Andrea cooed uncharacteristically, she had practised this with her girlfriend and many play partners to get the tone just right.
"If our guest says ‘no feet’ that means ‘no feet’: hers’ or ours' sweetie!" Lilly sweetly interjected.
The ploy worked and Charlotte relaxed as Andrea returned her perfect feet to their sandals. It was Lilly she had been more nervous about until now. Unlike her sandy-blonde girlfriend who wore casual yet fetching clothes the petite Asian Domme was wearing enough red and black leather with studs to hint at her specialist interest in bondage. Now Charlotte felt safe because the dominant one was protecting her.
The conversation moved onto tickling and the couple gleefully showed Charlotte picture after picture from their events at the castle, using the remote control to stream them on the TV from a USB device. Each one was specifically picked to appeal to their guest. There were only female ticklers and victims, the male ler’s occasionally being cropped out so only the feathers they held were visible. There was also mostly upper body tickling with the odd picture of legs and thighs getting 'the treatment'. At first there was no foot tickling at all, the pair had even carefully selected photos from their collection that did not even show feet to relax their guest.
The photos put Charlotte at ease whilst also stirring her libido. Each picture showed a woman getting tickled in one of the exact ways she dreamed of getting tickled. Spread eagled or tied with their arms above the heads and tickled all over their upper bodies. In some pictures the women were standing whilst tied to trees and in others they were laid on beds, benches and wooden frames. Charlotte's favourites were the ones with two ticklers lying alongside the lee in a bed tickling each side of their body and most of all the ones where a woman straddled their victim sitting on her waist the way her only tickle-partner Nicky had done to her on a near nightly basis at University before betraying her trust.
Charlotte didn't realise it; but the pictures with the ‘lee being straddled subtly showed the female ler’s upturned soles, introducing soles which had previously been completely avoided. Charlotte did not focus on their feet and did not think of Nicky but the mental image of feet was subtly associated with the tickling she liked. Gradually more and more pictures had feet.
Lilly had clocked Charlotte's preferences from their online discussions and used the extensive castle picture archive to begin her manipulation of her new toy. What Charlotte did realise was just how lucky she was to see these pictures. Lilly and Andrea had told her how carefully they monitored and controlled pictures and filming at the castle events very early on in their seduction of her online, back when the plan had been to entice her to the castle.
Charlotte was becoming visibly aroused and her shy attempts to conceal it pleased Lilly immensely. It was time for the blindfold!
Charlotte trembled with anticipation as the blindfold was applied and her wrists were bound. She was guided downstairs by Lilly with Andrea behind her. As much as not being able to see made Charlotte nervous, as she searched for each step with a socked foot she felt safe with Andrea. The gentle sandy blonde had given her a backrub as they watched the picture show upstairs and the two had bonded.
Charlotte quivered as her arms were secured above her head. She had hoped to be tied down horizontally but she was happy as she felt the extra restraints added to her elbows and wrists. She couldn't see her captors but she just knew that they were pro's and that there would be no issues with chafing or pain.
Charlotte's comfortable submission was shattered as she felt two thick heavy pieces of wood lined with padded leather clamp each of her delicate ankles.
"No!.... No stocks!" She whined.
"But we need them for the gravity rack..." Andrea whispered in her ear.
"Gr... gr... gravity rack?" Charlotte stuttered.
"Yes a gravity rack, and we thought it would be better to do it this way instead of with toe-clamps"
Charlotte panicked at hearing the words 'toe-clamps' but was just reassured enough by Andrea's soothing voice to not utterly freak out. She couldn't see the long wooden stocks but knew they were well made and padded properly. The manacles she heard rattling above her head had a horizontal bar which she grasped.
Suddenly the floor under Charlotte's precious feet started lowering. The already nervous red head lost control as her socked feet instinctively reached for purchase against the retreating smooth wood.
"…No! What are you doing to me!?!" Charlotte whined as she struggled.
Her body was stretched taut by the heavy wooden stocks that pulled her ankles down as the manacles that held her wrists forced her to stand in an inverted Y shape. As the floor came to a stop Charlotte could only reach the floor with the balls of her feet and her toes.
"You see the other gravity rack we have clamps your toes to the floor and then we pull your arms up with a ratchet...." Lilly began.
"We decided to use this one because we know you don't like feet!" Andrea added, finishing her girlfriend's sentence.
Charlotte whimpered as her precious socked feet were forced to explore the wooden floor for purchase. She was imagining having her toes clamped down in such a position and loathed being forced to keep her heels off the deck. She could feel the strain in her calves and knew she could only endure being stretched this way for so long even without any tickle torture. Charlotte was lithe and flexible but not hugely strong, she did Yoga and Pilates intermittently and was wiry, but since she was naturally light (with hollow bones!) her calves especially were not strong.
Just as Charlotte was about to lose her nerve the tickling started. Her captors knew she was the type to back out just before the good stuff started, in their view the best way to deal with such submissives was to start tickling early and not let their anxiety build up.
Andrea started softly with Charlotte's exquisite underarms. The smooth, soft pale skin was feather sensitive and Charlotte's reactions delighted the sandy blonde. As her victim giggled and squeaked Andrea moved on to tease the lithe redhead's delicate neck and chin. The fear was gone and although their victim had lost all coherence, Andrea could tell by her smile that she was enjoying it.
Lilly meanwhile had knelt down and started teasing the backs of Charlotte's legs using the pads of her skilled fingers to maximum effect on the soft delicate outstretched skin. Charlotte completely lost control and thrashed in her bondage to little effect.
Her ticklers knew their craft and had started softly. Nicky used to just tie her down and brutalise her, but somehow being stretched out and softly tickled like this was worse. After only a few seconds Charlotte blushed a deep shade crimson, both her face and body went red as Lilly began to explore her thighs.
The Asian Domme knew that this trick would turn her victim into a quivering mass of tingly flesh. She softly teased the delicate supple skin of Charlotte's thighs whilst working ever upwards under the hem of the sundress, occasionally giving her victim’s tendons a squeeze as she went.
Charlotte was utterly hysterical. Her thighs tried to dance away but the heavy wooden stocks held them in check. Also the devious Asian minx seemed to be able to predict her every flinch whilst moving from one spot to the other. It had been a long time since Charlotte had climaxed properly and she could feel the primal charge build inside of her. A part of her was trying to fight it, struggling to speak she tried to remember the safe-word. 'OH GOD I FORGOT TO SET A SAFEWORD'... They had discussed safe-words upstairs over wine but had not agreed on one.
Just as years of pent up frustration were about to be vented the Asian Dominatrix did something that stopped Charlotte's libido with an abrupt chill. After gently teasing her thighs and working ever upwards towards her crotch, the source of Charlotte's arousal, the Asian minx lifted Charlotte's skirt and peeked at the bikini bottom she wore underneath, Charlotte couldn't see this happening but felt the tell-tale swish of her skirt. What really struck dread into her heart though was the words Lilly said;
"Hmmm looks like she will be wet down there soon!" She cooed.
Charlotte panicked. In an instant her mind replayed the terrible final session with Nicky after they had drunk too much whilst celebrating turning in their final assessments….