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Cheryl Blossom’s attitude adjustment- Toni Topaz tickles Cheryl, (f/f sexual)

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Set during Riverdale Season 4, just before Cheryl thinks she’s being haunted. Both characters are 18 by this point.

If you wanted an idea of Cheryl’s feet:
https://www.wikifeet.com/Madelaine_Petsch#&gid=1&pid=4709394
https://www.wikifeet.com/Madelaine_Petsch#&gid=1&pid=2787625
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Cheryl Blossom was in many ways perfect, thought Antoinette ‘Toni’ Topaz as she watched her girlfriend sleep, wrapped in an immense crimson duvet on the extra large kingsized bed. Beautiful, with her long red hair and porcelain skin, talented, as captain of the Vixens, smart, and ambitious, as well as utterly ruthless when protecting those she cared about. But there was one side to Cheryl that made Toni sometimes hesitate :


Cheryl Blossom could be a stonehearted bitch.


She adored Toni, her TT, of course. But to other people, including their own friends, Cheryl was often cruel, arrogant, and rude. Within the confines of their own relationship, Cheryl was often selfish- a stereotypical, rich pillow princess, always willing for Toni to pleasure her, yet often lacking in her efforts to return the pleasure. Toni had objected little- hearing Cheryl climax with her moans and gasps did a lot for her, and she preferred giving for the most part anyway, but for it to be so one sided…


Toni very much wanted to see an attitude change with her sleeping girlfriend. Yet speaking frankly would be unlikely to work- Cheryl would likely get defensive and even angry. She needed another idea. She then noticed Cheryl stretch in her sleep, and a larger than perhaps average, pale, foot with red polish slip out from beneath the covers. High arches, bubble toes, pinkish soles. Cheryl often liked to wave her feet dismissively around Toni as though she were a servant, and loved having her feet massaged and even kissed, saying it was an erogenous zone. Her feet would often flinch if touched or kissed in certain spots, such as the stems of her toes or centre of the arch... Toni wondered, and lightly reached forwards for her chair with a single finger, before delicately stroking Cheryl’s foot, down from the soft pad beneath her big toe to her heel.


An adorable giggle arose from somewhere in the duvet, and the foot sleepily withdraw until only a few toes peeked out. Toni smiled. Perhaps she had a way to convince Cheryl to make a few changes to her attitude after all.


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The next day:


“What do you mean you want to try something different babe?” Cheryl asked as Toni led her into the spare bedroom, with its grand, almost austere gothic four poster bed.


“A little bit of bondage can spice up any relationship Cheryl,” said Toni, ushering her forwards. “That’s what Veronica says.”


“And what, pray dearest TT, needs spicing up in our relationship,” inquired Cheryl, crossing her arms as though personally attacked. Cheryl was displaying her ‘coiled viper’ expression, and Toni new saying the wrong thing could led to Cheryl storming out the room instantly
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“Nothing, my love, but it’s something I’ve wanted to try, and I’ve never been with the right person to do it with until now,” Toni replied, knowing flattery might work. Indeed, Cheryl’s hard expression softened.


“Fine. For you of course, my petit amor.” Cheryl then in one swift motion pulled her top of, before undoing the buttons on her jeans and kicking them away. Toni’s show dropped as Cheryl stood there in her underwear, almost defiantly. She looked absolutely stunning, in a red push up bra and red panties, her stomach trim and legs toned. Red truly was her colour. “Well,” demanded Cheryl, “how do you want me?”


Toni ushered her to the bed, where Cheryl lay on her back. The binds had already been prepared- silk scarves from the late Mrs Blossom’s wardrobe, and she tied her red-haired girlfriend into place, one limb against each poster of the bed, with Cheryl’s ankles resting on the footboard and her barefeet facing the door with her toes pointing upwards. Toni noticed the slight smile on Cheryl’s face- she trusted Toni fully and was more than a little curious about how this new kinkiness of her girlfriend would influence her climax. She was excited that her legs were spread, and that she’d be unable to close them when Toni’s studded tongue was dancing across her most sensual areas.


With Cheryl now secured, Toni kicked and tugged off her own clothes until she was down to a black bra and panties. She lay across Cheryl, and planted her lips on her. Cheryl kissed back, almost greedily. As they made out, Toni started stroking her smooth, ginger hair, making Cheryl moan. After a minute or so, Toni’s fingers stopped on the end of the long strands of Cheryl’s hair, and continuing to make out with her, moved Cheryl’s hair tips into the smooth hollows of Cheryl’s exposed underarms, brushing lightly.


Cheryl immediately jolted and squealed with a giggle, breaking the kiss. “Excuse me,” she demanded.


Toni grinned, “Sorry that was an accident. I didn’t realise you were ticklish.”


Cheryl bit her lip, unsure of how to play this. Part of her was too embarrassed to confess she was ticklish, a fact she knew all too well, but she also did want to keep secrets of any kind from Toni, and besides, it was hard for her to entirely deny it following her reaction.
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“I’m a little ticklish,” she admitted quietly as Toni’s smile widened. “But let us move to more sensual topics, no?”


“Do Betty or Veronica know this?” Toni replied, her dark eyes sparkling.


“They do not, and I demand, dearest Antoinette, that you do not mention it hahahaah!”
Toni had mischievously reached down and dug her hands into Cheryl’s smooth sides, that were trapped beneath Toni’s body. Cheryl’s reaction was delightful- she had thrown her head back with a laugh that sounded like a waterfall.


“More than a little I think, my love?” Toni asked, moving her hands up to Cheryl’s ribs and little scratching between them.


“Hahahah oh no! Hahaha I demand you stop hahaha this is unbecoming hahaha!”


“But Cheryl, beautiful, I rarely hear you laugh so much,” Toni teased. It was true- Cheryl was often a an ice queen. Whilst continuing to tickle Cheryl’s ribs (and occasionally dipping under the smooth, smooth crevices of her wonderfully vulnerable underarms), Toni began sliding down Cheryl’s body, lightly kissing her trembling, panting stomach. As Cheryl continued to splutter with indignant laughter, Toni dipped her tongue into Cheryl’s bellybutton, making the bound girl suddenly squeal and squirm.


“TT! Hahahaha TT! You’ve made your point hahaha!”


Toni stopped, resting her chin on Cheryl’s abdomen, and stared at her girlfriend through the gap in her impressive breasts caused by the push up bra. “My point, dearest?”


“That I’m more than a little ticklish,” growled Cheryl, a reluctant pronunciation forming on the last word. “Is your sadistic malice now content?”


Toni again grinned. In more or less her own words, Cheryl was very ticklish, and didn’t yet look like she wanted to shoot Toni with her bow. Yet.


“Not quite. But to more sensual matters as you put it.” Toni re-positioned herself so she was facing Cheryl’s panties. They were tight, revealing a sexy cameltoe. Toni stroked the line before kissing up and down the concealed slit, making Cheryl gasp with pleasure. Toni then reached to beside Cheryl where some pre-prepared tools lay. She took the vibrating egg, and moving back Cheryl’s panties to reveal a wet, pink pussy, inserted the egg, with Cheryl moaning as Toni turned it onto a low setting. Toni then resumed kissing Cheryl through her panties, enjoying how Cheryl’s body stretched and lightly writhed against the pleasure, and the soft, sensual noises emitting from her crimson mouth. Toni wanted to work Cheryl up, get her horny and needy, to reduce the risk of her getting angry from what was coming.
Toni knew Cheryl was now incredibly aroused, although with the egg at a low setting and her womanhood still guarded by the crimson lace, she was a way off from climaxing. With her hands free, Tony now began to lightly tickle Cheryl’s inner thighs as best as her position would allow.


“Kekekekehehe,” spluttered Cheryl through the pleasure, as a sensitive spot was probed. “TTehehe no more tickling.”


Toni didn’t respond vocally, although her fingers then dug deeper into Cheryl’s smooth thighs, making her throw back her head with much louder laughter, thrusting forwards with her crotch into Toni’s face.


“Hahahaha Toni I hahahah just want to orgasm hahaha! I’ll get youhohoho back hahaha!”


Toni stopped kissing and sat up. “Get me back dearest? Oh my. I suppose that’s what we need to talk about.” Toni pushed herself backwards so her lower spine rested against the footboard, Cheryl’s bare feet either side of her.


“What do you mean?” Cheryl implored with a slight gasp from the vibrations still tantalising her insides. She was so wet in that moment, and just wanted her girlfriend to get back between her legs, bar the tickling.


“Your attitude, for a start.”


“My. Attitude.” said Cheryl in a cold voice, raising an eyebrow with a hard expression that was only slightly undermined by a small gasp of horniness escaping her lips as the egg hit a sweet spot.


“Yes. The way you treat Archie, Veronica, Jughead, and Betty for a start. They’re our friends, yet you constantly try and put them down, undermine them.”


“So what, they’re not better than me. I treat you as an equal TT, is that not enough?”


“No. It’s awkward. I want you to apologise to them tomorrow.”


“News flash, Toni, Cheryl Blossom of Thistlehouse apologise for no one.”


“I see. Question, lover, are your feet ticklish?”


Cheryl’s eyes were daggers. The coiled serpent expression had returned. “I would think very carefully about your next actions, Antoinette.”


“Thank you for the confirmation my love,” smiled Toni. She leaned back, and each hand rested upon the heels of Cheryl’s feet, the toes of which were already clenched.


“Toni, I’m warning youheheheeheh you need to stop that hehehehe!”


As Toni began scratching at Cheryl’s helpless heels a stream of ticklish giggles spilled from her lips. Toni was unrelentless for at least two minutes, captivated by the sexy sounds flowing freely from Cheryl’s mouth.


“Toni, stop it!” Cheryl then shouted angrily, and Toni was scared of her enough to cease. “This is not fair. Was this your plan, all along, tying me up so you could tickle me? If I weren’t restrained I would not speak to you the rest of the day. You have one chance to make this up to me. Stop tickling, and make me orgasm at least twice.”


Toni gave a loud, exaggerated sigh. Despite her helpless position and extreme ticklishness revealed, Cheryl had lost little bravado. She lent forwards, putting the vibrating egg on a higher setting, making Cheryl shudder and resume her moans. “Better,” Cheryl gasped, her face red and flustered. “Now, pleasure me.”


Leaning back against the footboard Toni smiled. “I will, your feet are erogenous spots aren’t they, afterall?”


“Toni, if you’re thinking what I- hahahahaah Toni I said no hahahaahaha stop it tickles hahahahaa!” Toni’s long, sharp nails were now skittering delicately across the long, smooth arches of Cheryl’s squirming feet, tracing patterns across the soft skin and scratching against each wrinkle. Toni appreciated that they were beautiful feet, and loved how Cheryl now thrashed like a wildcat, horny as hell yet laughing her head off. This was certainly her weakest spot.


“Now, back to those apologies tomorrow,” Toni suggest as Cheryl cackled before her, panties growing wet.


“Hahahahahaha I said hahahaha I said no,” Cheryl laughed, her voice nearly lost in her loud laughter.


“Pity,” said Toni, moving her fingers to scratched at the skin around Cheryl’s cute toes. The effect was instanteous, and Cheryl practically exploded in laughter.”


“HAHAHAHAH not there Toni I HAHAHAHA I can’t take this pelase, HAHAHAHA I’m coming oh god Toni stahahahahahaah--------------” Cheryl fell into silent laughter as an orgasm struck her. Toni herself had grown incredibly horny just from tickling and watching, and wondered what exactly had caused the orgasm- was it the egg in itself, or had having her feet caressed in such as a sensual was contributed to it? Perhaps the humiliation aspect of being tied and forced to laugh was secretly making her girlfriend wild with lust? Toni was unsure, but knew she loved what she was seeing.


“HHAHAAHAH TONI I’M BEGGING.” The laughter was back, Cheryl’s face was flushed, and locks of red hair all over her face. “TONI THE EGG IS STILL GOING HAHAHAHAHA THIS IS TORTURE.”


“Poor Cheryl, who’d have though ticklish feet would be her undoing,” Toni teased, raising her own leg and rubbing her own foot against Cheryl’s panties, making Cheryl moan and even gurgle. She then began tickling in between Cheryl’s squirming toes, driving the laughter up and octave.


“HAHAAHAHHA TT NOT THE TOES HAHAHAAH OKAY OKAY I’LL APOLOGISE”


“Really?”


“HAHAHA YES! YES!”


Toni removed her foot and ceased the tickling, leaving Cheryl to pant. “See, being kind is so easy my love,” she said. “Now, such my toes.”


“What, whyhehehehe okay okay.” A light bit of tickling on her instep from Toni’s fingernails was enough to convince her. Toni stretched her legs, her soles over Chery’s face as a sign of dominance, and Cheryl began sucking her girlfriend’s sexy brown toes. Toni adjusted the egg’s settings to high, and began kissing Cheryl’s own toes and soles, occasionally tickling to keep her on edge and make her giggle.


Cheryl came a second time quickly. Toni then kissed her way up Cheryl’s body, lightly tickling her sensitive thighs, bellybutton, and ribs on route, before straddling Cheryl’s head. “Make me come,” Toni instructed, removing her black panties. Cheryl nodded as Toni lowered her pussy into Cheryl’s face, and she was eaten out, almost greedily. If Cheryl’s movements grew slow, Toni would lightly tickle her armpits, and would grow even hornier as Cheryl giggled between strokes of her tongue.


Soon Toni climaxed, the egg making Cheryl orgasm a third time in close proximity. After Toni untied her, knowing the multiple orgasms would make up for the intense tickle persuasion. They held each other for a while in silence, occasionally lightly kissing.


“I’m sure Veronica and the others will appreciate your apology tomorrow,” Toni whispered as she spooned Cheryl.


Cheryl groaned. “You needn’t remind me, TT. But promise me this- you won’t mention my… susceptibility to…. tickling... to the others, right?”


“Of course not babe,” Toni grinned. She knew she had the perfect leverage from now on.


“And you won’t tickle me agains, right?”


“No promises there,” Toni teased, giving Cheryl’s side a squeeze and making her yelp. Cheryl rolled her eyes. Toni had won this battle, but if she thought that Cheryl Blossom would not seek revenge she was surely mistaken. Cheryl would have been prepared to bet her position as leader of the Vixen’s that Toni was more than a little sensitive herself…


Meanwhile, a voyeur had taken this all in with great interest. From her hidden position in the wardrobe, eye against the keyhole, the believed to be dead Penelope Blossom had seen all. She had been hidden in Thistlehouse, waiting for an opportunity to get revenge on her daughter. She had considered staging a haunting, gaslighting her daughter into going mad. But now she had another idea. Afterall, she now knew her daughter was insanely ticklish…

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Ah Riverdale. Is the plot good? Not really. Is the writing good? Pffff. Are the main actresses incredibly hot and in need of tickle attention? Definitely.

Bizarrely, there was a tickling porn subplot in season 4. Yep, tickling porn subplot in a relatively mainstream show. Only male characters were victims, but you even saw a (brief) clip from a tickling video where one of the characters, against his consent, was tied to a bed and being mercilessly tickled on his upperbody and feet. Cheryl and Toni were amongst those watching the video, and were absolutely enjoying it- if only the episode had culminated with those on Cheryl’s bed leaping on and tickling her, at the very least. A wasted opportunity for sure. The part of my story where I reference waving her bare feet around Toni is at least shown in the show- Cheryl at least once shows off her polish by holding her toes close to Toni’s face who just looks confused.

I enjoyed season 1 and 2. Then it got, er, questionable. Honestly, I only really watch it for Cheryl and Veronica (and their stunning feet, which we see just enough of to justify watching- Veronica’s soles get great camera time in one shot). Their characters, are perfect for tickle attention too- both are headstrong, cocky, ambitious, with enough enemies who would surely use any ticklish weaknesses against them.

I have no immediate desire to write a sequel to this, although who knows. Rather than do another Cheryl one, perhaps a story with Veronica being ‘persuaded’ to hand over her business to her half sister is a possibility.
 
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