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HER FINAL REVENGE PART 5
As she made her way down to the hotel bar Kay started to think back on her relationship with the man and she began to wonder if maybe he had been punished enough. After all she had love for him so things couldn’t have been so bad. She thought back to the beginning and how much she enjoyed his company and loved learning new things with him. She sat down for a moment in the hotel lobby remembering how they would talk until the sun came up and she learned this lifestyle of the tickling world. She fell in love with being around him, his smile, their playtime and with him. But then things started to change. She learned things about him that in hindsight should have been red flags. He started to treat her differently making her feel more like his servant that he could ignore until he wanted another tickle session beckoning her to come when he was ready. He made her believe that he loved her keeping her loyal and in love just to use her for a guaranteed session slave. His need to satisfy his fetish was so extreme that he would do whatever he had to do to scratch his itch and gave little regard to anyone else but himself. Then she thought of the others and what they all experienced with him. Those nights she sat listening to all the stories he told her about what he done to satisfy his needs but those at the other end of his games were in that bar and she now knew their stories and most importantly the truth. But then she knew all along. He had told her himself he was a bad man. It all flooded back in an instant and their entire relationship flashed through her mind. Everything about his life and everything he told her had finally come together painting a very clear picture. Not only his fetish but all aspects of his life were built on lies and manipulation. His career, his friends, his relationships and family all have been deceived or used by him.The prince charming she believed she found was actually an arrogant self gratifying toad. She shook off any pity she had for the man knowing she had no reason to feel bad for him. He was right when he said he was a bad man and bad men need to be punished, right? Some might argue that because its tickling which is his fetish that he is really being rewarded by Kay’s punishments. But you see, he prefers to be the tickler but in this case he has been and will continue to remain dominated never once allowing him to be the tickler. As much as she despised him as a person the thought of tickle torturing and dominating this man still turned her on incredibly. She stood up and confidently walked over to the hotel bar eager to hand over the key to the next two participants in this never ending tickle torture event.
There in the bar entryway stood two ladies who cheerfully greeted Kay. One was a 24 year old woman named Jen who had the most ticklish feet. The man convinced Jen that he liked her as more than friends but in reality he only wanted to tickle her feet. Kay remembered her because the man had told her that he left Jen stranded in a hotel room after having his way with her feet because she was overweight and he “wasn’t attracted to fat women”. He never intended to go any further than her feet. The irony was this man had a belly of his own and was noone to judge. Kay was happy to know that Jen would walk away from this night knowing she finally fed this troll of man a taste of his own medicine. The other woman was a former co worker of his. Kay had met her quite by accident. Unbeknownst to Kay, she had a friend who had worked at the same place the coworker worked. She met the coworker at a small gathering hosted by her friend a few months before. While they were all together they were exchanging workplace stories when Kay asked her if she knew the man. When she said his name the coworkers eyes opened wide and her story came flooding out for all to hear. The man had discovered through causal conversation at work that the coworker was ticklish. Once he found out, the coworker was harassed by the man and his attempts to allow him to tickle her. When she finally made it clear that she was not interested he began a campaign to make her job miserable. In the end he was fired for his despicable actions and the coworker was free from him and his torment. It was this chance meeting that Kay really started putting the pieces together. In the weeks to come the coworker would see Kay again and when she would be invited to become a part of this evil plan.
Jen and the coworker took custody of the key and made their way to the man’s room. The coworker walked into the room first. When he saw her he knew this was not going to end well for him. He was still furious at her for getting him fired and couldn’t bear the thought of her being in control of his obsession. He truly still believed he was always the victim in all his evil doings and even more so with her because she got him penalized for it. Jen followed behind her. When the man saw her he thought of her feet and how much he liked them and enjoyed tickling them. The fans Kay left running at the end of the bed earlier were still going. The thought of Jen’s feet along with the sensation of the feathers lightly brushing the bottom of his feet drove him into instant erection. Jen sat in the chair next to the bed and put her feet on the bed next to the man’s face. She asked him he would like to tickle them. He wanted so desperately to be untied and to tickle her toes and the soles of her feet but could not. In desperation for contact he leaned his head over to them and attempted to lick her soles. She allowed him one lick then laughed pulling her feet back slightly before he could lick them again. Jen kept her feet on the bed just out of reach the man’s ability to touch them. The coworker took out a thin rope and began running it between the mans toes lightly. He couldn’t help the laughter yet was furious that this very person he hated was able to turn him on with a simple piece of rope. One by one she ran the rope between each and every toe. Jen reached over and lightly tickled the man’s underarms whispering the words “Tickle, tickle, tickle!”. The man was reaching his breaking point and begged Jen to let him touch her feet. He needed to hear her laughter as he ran his fingertips along the bottom of her feet and if she would untie him he could get to once again do so. The coworker came to that side of the bed and started tickling Jen’s feet as Jen broke out in laughter. As he lay there watching, unable to move and the fans still running the feathers against his feet, the coworker reached one hand over to his belly and started to tickle them both simultaneously. With what little he had left in him the man’s cock erupted leaving a pool of his fluids on his stomach. Jen and the coworker stood up and said to the man “tell me something, are you ticklish?” then laughed as they gathered their things. They left him there, fluids and all, and walked out of the room.
In the hallway the two were met by Kay, her friend and the rest of the group. It was late into the night at this point and they all agreed that they would go to bed and continue with the next group in the morning. The others went to their rooms and Kay took the key and entered the man’s room one last time. She turned off the fans at the end of the bed and looked at the man. She said to him “Oddly enough, I must admit you would make an excellent tickle slave. If you’re a very good slave I might allow you to be the tickler sometimes. I have some good news to share with you. I inherited a large amount of money recently. With that money I purchased a private island with only one house on it. What a beautiful house it is and in the basement I’ve built a tickle den equipped with everything possible to fulfill even the most dark of tickle fetishes. You are now my tickle slave and when this weekend is over I will take you to your den where you will live and serve my needs. Get some rest. Your going to need it.” .
Kay grabbed the key and threw a towel over the man’s stomach. She wasn’t going to clean him up but she wasn’t a complete monster so she left it there to absorb the mess. She left the room and went to her room to rest for the coming day’s events……….
As she made her way down to the hotel bar Kay started to think back on her relationship with the man and she began to wonder if maybe he had been punished enough. After all she had love for him so things couldn’t have been so bad. She thought back to the beginning and how much she enjoyed his company and loved learning new things with him. She sat down for a moment in the hotel lobby remembering how they would talk until the sun came up and she learned this lifestyle of the tickling world. She fell in love with being around him, his smile, their playtime and with him. But then things started to change. She learned things about him that in hindsight should have been red flags. He started to treat her differently making her feel more like his servant that he could ignore until he wanted another tickle session beckoning her to come when he was ready. He made her believe that he loved her keeping her loyal and in love just to use her for a guaranteed session slave. His need to satisfy his fetish was so extreme that he would do whatever he had to do to scratch his itch and gave little regard to anyone else but himself. Then she thought of the others and what they all experienced with him. Those nights she sat listening to all the stories he told her about what he done to satisfy his needs but those at the other end of his games were in that bar and she now knew their stories and most importantly the truth. But then she knew all along. He had told her himself he was a bad man. It all flooded back in an instant and their entire relationship flashed through her mind. Everything about his life and everything he told her had finally come together painting a very clear picture. Not only his fetish but all aspects of his life were built on lies and manipulation. His career, his friends, his relationships and family all have been deceived or used by him.The prince charming she believed she found was actually an arrogant self gratifying toad. She shook off any pity she had for the man knowing she had no reason to feel bad for him. He was right when he said he was a bad man and bad men need to be punished, right? Some might argue that because its tickling which is his fetish that he is really being rewarded by Kay’s punishments. But you see, he prefers to be the tickler but in this case he has been and will continue to remain dominated never once allowing him to be the tickler. As much as she despised him as a person the thought of tickle torturing and dominating this man still turned her on incredibly. She stood up and confidently walked over to the hotel bar eager to hand over the key to the next two participants in this never ending tickle torture event.
There in the bar entryway stood two ladies who cheerfully greeted Kay. One was a 24 year old woman named Jen who had the most ticklish feet. The man convinced Jen that he liked her as more than friends but in reality he only wanted to tickle her feet. Kay remembered her because the man had told her that he left Jen stranded in a hotel room after having his way with her feet because she was overweight and he “wasn’t attracted to fat women”. He never intended to go any further than her feet. The irony was this man had a belly of his own and was noone to judge. Kay was happy to know that Jen would walk away from this night knowing she finally fed this troll of man a taste of his own medicine. The other woman was a former co worker of his. Kay had met her quite by accident. Unbeknownst to Kay, she had a friend who had worked at the same place the coworker worked. She met the coworker at a small gathering hosted by her friend a few months before. While they were all together they were exchanging workplace stories when Kay asked her if she knew the man. When she said his name the coworkers eyes opened wide and her story came flooding out for all to hear. The man had discovered through causal conversation at work that the coworker was ticklish. Once he found out, the coworker was harassed by the man and his attempts to allow him to tickle her. When she finally made it clear that she was not interested he began a campaign to make her job miserable. In the end he was fired for his despicable actions and the coworker was free from him and his torment. It was this chance meeting that Kay really started putting the pieces together. In the weeks to come the coworker would see Kay again and when she would be invited to become a part of this evil plan.
Jen and the coworker took custody of the key and made their way to the man’s room. The coworker walked into the room first. When he saw her he knew this was not going to end well for him. He was still furious at her for getting him fired and couldn’t bear the thought of her being in control of his obsession. He truly still believed he was always the victim in all his evil doings and even more so with her because she got him penalized for it. Jen followed behind her. When the man saw her he thought of her feet and how much he liked them and enjoyed tickling them. The fans Kay left running at the end of the bed earlier were still going. The thought of Jen’s feet along with the sensation of the feathers lightly brushing the bottom of his feet drove him into instant erection. Jen sat in the chair next to the bed and put her feet on the bed next to the man’s face. She asked him he would like to tickle them. He wanted so desperately to be untied and to tickle her toes and the soles of her feet but could not. In desperation for contact he leaned his head over to them and attempted to lick her soles. She allowed him one lick then laughed pulling her feet back slightly before he could lick them again. Jen kept her feet on the bed just out of reach the man’s ability to touch them. The coworker took out a thin rope and began running it between the mans toes lightly. He couldn’t help the laughter yet was furious that this very person he hated was able to turn him on with a simple piece of rope. One by one she ran the rope between each and every toe. Jen reached over and lightly tickled the man’s underarms whispering the words “Tickle, tickle, tickle!”. The man was reaching his breaking point and begged Jen to let him touch her feet. He needed to hear her laughter as he ran his fingertips along the bottom of her feet and if she would untie him he could get to once again do so. The coworker came to that side of the bed and started tickling Jen’s feet as Jen broke out in laughter. As he lay there watching, unable to move and the fans still running the feathers against his feet, the coworker reached one hand over to his belly and started to tickle them both simultaneously. With what little he had left in him the man’s cock erupted leaving a pool of his fluids on his stomach. Jen and the coworker stood up and said to the man “tell me something, are you ticklish?” then laughed as they gathered their things. They left him there, fluids and all, and walked out of the room.
In the hallway the two were met by Kay, her friend and the rest of the group. It was late into the night at this point and they all agreed that they would go to bed and continue with the next group in the morning. The others went to their rooms and Kay took the key and entered the man’s room one last time. She turned off the fans at the end of the bed and looked at the man. She said to him “Oddly enough, I must admit you would make an excellent tickle slave. If you’re a very good slave I might allow you to be the tickler sometimes. I have some good news to share with you. I inherited a large amount of money recently. With that money I purchased a private island with only one house on it. What a beautiful house it is and in the basement I’ve built a tickle den equipped with everything possible to fulfill even the most dark of tickle fetishes. You are now my tickle slave and when this weekend is over I will take you to your den where you will live and serve my needs. Get some rest. Your going to need it.” .
Kay grabbed the key and threw a towel over the man’s stomach. She wasn’t going to clean him up but she wasn’t a complete monster so she left it there to absorb the mess. She left the room and went to her room to rest for the coming day’s events……….
