Rachel was in a quiet mood for most of the afternoon and evening yesterday. She didn’t appear mad, sad or moody, just unusually quiet. When I got home from work, she was going about her business of arranging things around the house as she just recently moved in. I assumed this had her undivided attention so I didn’t bother her with any questions and went into my office after kissing her and commenting on how adorable she looked in her shorts, tank top and bare legs. She smiled and said that the place needed a woman’s touch and was going to rearrange some furniture. I told her to go for it and let me know when she wanted me to help with any of the big stuff.
I went to get a glass of wine and as I was heading to my office which is a den off of the living room, I find Rachel laying on the floor looking under the sofa. She was on her tummy with her sexy bare feet facing up. I am way too weak to just walk by and not at least kiss these gorgeous feet, so I bent down and kissed both soles telling her that the room looks perfect as long as she is in it. She giggled and said she appreciated that but I needed to control my urges so she could work. I said yes ma’am and went into my office.
About ten minutes past when Rachel walked in. She looked all over the room like she was sizing it up for her reorganization project. I gave her a little tickle behind her knee was she was next to me and told her that this room was now perfect. She smiled and kissed my cheek saying, don’t worry, I have plans for this room too. She rubbed her bare foot on my leg as she said that. I was now too distracted to work, lol!
I told her that a gorgeous and talented home decor specialist such as herself needs a trustworthy assistant and proceeded to follow her from room to room helping her rearrange furniture and or any Knick nacks, etc. as she wanted. We went through every room but my office. I asked her to do whatever she wanted in there, but please keep functionality in mind. Rachel smiled in a very seductive almost evil way and said not to worry, she had very special plans for this room, but we should get dinner first. I agreed, still looking at her inquisitively and said we should go out somewhere to eat so we didn’t have to cook or clean and could discuss her plan for my office. Rachel smiled in that provocative way again and rubbed her hand on my arm and said, don’t you worry, I’ve everything I want to do worked out, let’s go eat I’m starving.
So we went to grab a bite. Rachel tried to act normal but I could tell there was something on her mind. I pretended not to notice but I think she knew I was suspicious. She tried distracting me by rubbing an occasional bare foot on me under the table and even tried steering the conversation toward how her feet needed some love because she was on them all day and had put a lot of extra lotion on so they would stay sexy and soft. Of course this worked and I proceeded to admit how much I was looking forward to tickling her feet after I gave her her a long foot massage. Rachel smiled like she just won a debate and said, I bet you’re all worked up, I’m looking forward to it. She is clearly up to something and fucking with me.
We got home and Rachel told me to go into my office to start thinking about how to rearrange things, she was going to the bathroom and would be right there. I went into my office and looked around half assed not really knowing what we were going to rearrange. I did realize though that if we were going to move my desk, a ton of cables would need to be disconnected. So I got on my knees and started looking under the desk to get a sense of what was under there. While I was checking things out, I hear Rachel behind me say, this is off to a good start. You are already on your knees for me. I turned my head and saw Rachel standing there completely naked holding a bottle of baby oil and my rope that I use to tie her up. I smiled and said, perfect! Let’s stop here, our work is done, great improvement! Rachel got that evil smile again and said, my work is far from done mister. Lay on your back and close your eyes.
I was kind of confused because I thought the baby oil and rope was for me to tickle her. I was also becoming very aroused so I did what she said. Rachel put a blind fold on me that I didn’t notice she had. She then started tying my ankles together. I started to ask what she was doing, but she softly “shussed” me. She tied my arms to my sides in two places basically turning me into a plank. Rachel then pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles, tied me again just below my knees and announced, Perfect! Now I can finally get to work. I started to ask what work? But she cut me off again and said I needed to be quiet and let her work.
She started tickling my penis very slowly with a single finger tip. My mind started to race because I’m not a lee as I explained in a previous story, but she is so amazing at sensually tormenting me that I just have to give in and go with it. Rachel continued tickling saying that there was much work to be done and having a big project to erect. She added a feather and had me going to the point I was ready to start begging for release. Before I could say anything she started using a tiny paint brush. I couldn’t speak any more, I could only laugh and occasionally moan when she slowed her tickling down or paused. She tickled me like this for maybe ten minutes which for a non-lee with a raging foot and tickling fetish is an eternity, especially given that she was tickling my happy place! All I could think about was getting off and then tickling the shit out of her. So, I started begging her to let me get off.
Rachel went back to very lightly finger tickling and started to ask questions like, how do you want to get off honey. Do you want to tickle my little feet first. They are very soft today and I know how much you love tickling them when they are soft because it tickles me so much! Maybe you want a foot job honey. You can oil up my ticklish bare feet and rub your cock between them. Would you like that honey. I was in sweet sensual agony. She was tickling my cock and verbally tormenting me. I was laughing, mumbling and squirming around. It was torture. Rachel stopped and said, you didn’t answer me honey? Guess I’ll have to give you more time to decide. This was equally traumatic and sexually stimulating to hear. I blurted out, footjob! Please give me a footjob honey! This is torture, please Rachel! I love your sexy feet so much and I am seriously aching!
Rachel smiled and said, fine. But we do it my way. Her way? WTF did she mean? I was so messed up and so ready to get off I said, ok honey, please. Yes please do it however you want. Just please do it! I panicked when the evil grin returned and she said, you are going to regret that my friend. I got the fucking chills! Rachel opened the baby oil and put a coat on her right foot. As she applied it she said, this foot is a little more ticklish than the other, so I’ll use this because you can think about it tickling me while you struggle to get off. Please honey, I yelled out. No more teasing, please let me get off on your feet! Rachel smiled and said, my way honey.
I put my head down and closed my eyes not knowing what to do or think. Rachel softly said, just go with it honey, it will be fun….. for me! Before I could even try to respond, She laughed and grabbed me with one hand and started to lightly glide her oiled right sole on the head. It felt wonderful and was torture at the same time. She only did a few passes because she knew I was going to blow easily. She also restarted her verbal torment by saying, it tickles so much and you can’t do anything about it. Kind of like how you tickle me, huh? It’s all good though, I like tickling and you are so good at it honey, she said. She started to lightly rub her sole on me again and said, we have so much fun TICKLING don’t we honey? She strongly pronounced tickling when she said that. She also stopped rubbing her foot on me because she didn’t want me to blow yet.
I really started begging her now saying, please honey I’m begging you. Please let me get off. You are so good at teasing and it very intense, but I’m dying, please have mercy! Rachel laughed and said ok, but only if you agree to something? Anything! I said. Anything you want, you know I always agree to what ever you want! You do sweetheart and I love you for it, she said. Here is what I want, she grabbed me again and gave me one pass over my cock with her foot and said, I want you to tickle me after you come. I moaned very loud and cried out oh fuck! Because she was going to get me off but sensually and verbally torture me in the process and I knew it! Rachel giggled and proceeded with one sole pass and a comment such as, I really want you to tickle me. Sole pass, I love how you tickle my feet. Sole pass, you love my little ticklish feet so much honey. Sole pass, and they love you. Sole pass. I started to feel my climax and yelled out, please honey! Rachel placed both hands on me and stroked, telling me to, come for me honey and then tickle my feet. I lost it and got off very hard. I felt like I was going to faint. She put me through a very intense ride.
Rachel untied me, kissed me and said. You are so good at tickling, teasing and building me up that I wanted to show you how it feels. I love it honey, please keep thinking of ways to play and please come tickle my feet now.
I haven’t recovered yet, lol!
I went to get a glass of wine and as I was heading to my office which is a den off of the living room, I find Rachel laying on the floor looking under the sofa. She was on her tummy with her sexy bare feet facing up. I am way too weak to just walk by and not at least kiss these gorgeous feet, so I bent down and kissed both soles telling her that the room looks perfect as long as she is in it. She giggled and said she appreciated that but I needed to control my urges so she could work. I said yes ma’am and went into my office.
About ten minutes past when Rachel walked in. She looked all over the room like she was sizing it up for her reorganization project. I gave her a little tickle behind her knee was she was next to me and told her that this room was now perfect. She smiled and kissed my cheek saying, don’t worry, I have plans for this room too. She rubbed her bare foot on my leg as she said that. I was now too distracted to work, lol!
I told her that a gorgeous and talented home decor specialist such as herself needs a trustworthy assistant and proceeded to follow her from room to room helping her rearrange furniture and or any Knick nacks, etc. as she wanted. We went through every room but my office. I asked her to do whatever she wanted in there, but please keep functionality in mind. Rachel smiled in a very seductive almost evil way and said not to worry, she had very special plans for this room, but we should get dinner first. I agreed, still looking at her inquisitively and said we should go out somewhere to eat so we didn’t have to cook or clean and could discuss her plan for my office. Rachel smiled in that provocative way again and rubbed her hand on my arm and said, don’t you worry, I’ve everything I want to do worked out, let’s go eat I’m starving.
So we went to grab a bite. Rachel tried to act normal but I could tell there was something on her mind. I pretended not to notice but I think she knew I was suspicious. She tried distracting me by rubbing an occasional bare foot on me under the table and even tried steering the conversation toward how her feet needed some love because she was on them all day and had put a lot of extra lotion on so they would stay sexy and soft. Of course this worked and I proceeded to admit how much I was looking forward to tickling her feet after I gave her her a long foot massage. Rachel smiled like she just won a debate and said, I bet you’re all worked up, I’m looking forward to it. She is clearly up to something and fucking with me.
We got home and Rachel told me to go into my office to start thinking about how to rearrange things, she was going to the bathroom and would be right there. I went into my office and looked around half assed not really knowing what we were going to rearrange. I did realize though that if we were going to move my desk, a ton of cables would need to be disconnected. So I got on my knees and started looking under the desk to get a sense of what was under there. While I was checking things out, I hear Rachel behind me say, this is off to a good start. You are already on your knees for me. I turned my head and saw Rachel standing there completely naked holding a bottle of baby oil and my rope that I use to tie her up. I smiled and said, perfect! Let’s stop here, our work is done, great improvement! Rachel got that evil smile again and said, my work is far from done mister. Lay on your back and close your eyes.
I was kind of confused because I thought the baby oil and rope was for me to tickle her. I was also becoming very aroused so I did what she said. Rachel put a blind fold on me that I didn’t notice she had. She then started tying my ankles together. I started to ask what she was doing, but she softly “shussed” me. She tied my arms to my sides in two places basically turning me into a plank. Rachel then pulled my shorts and underwear down to my ankles, tied me again just below my knees and announced, Perfect! Now I can finally get to work. I started to ask what work? But she cut me off again and said I needed to be quiet and let her work.
She started tickling my penis very slowly with a single finger tip. My mind started to race because I’m not a lee as I explained in a previous story, but she is so amazing at sensually tormenting me that I just have to give in and go with it. Rachel continued tickling saying that there was much work to be done and having a big project to erect. She added a feather and had me going to the point I was ready to start begging for release. Before I could say anything she started using a tiny paint brush. I couldn’t speak any more, I could only laugh and occasionally moan when she slowed her tickling down or paused. She tickled me like this for maybe ten minutes which for a non-lee with a raging foot and tickling fetish is an eternity, especially given that she was tickling my happy place! All I could think about was getting off and then tickling the shit out of her. So, I started begging her to let me get off.
Rachel went back to very lightly finger tickling and started to ask questions like, how do you want to get off honey. Do you want to tickle my little feet first. They are very soft today and I know how much you love tickling them when they are soft because it tickles me so much! Maybe you want a foot job honey. You can oil up my ticklish bare feet and rub your cock between them. Would you like that honey. I was in sweet sensual agony. She was tickling my cock and verbally tormenting me. I was laughing, mumbling and squirming around. It was torture. Rachel stopped and said, you didn’t answer me honey? Guess I’ll have to give you more time to decide. This was equally traumatic and sexually stimulating to hear. I blurted out, footjob! Please give me a footjob honey! This is torture, please Rachel! I love your sexy feet so much and I am seriously aching!
Rachel smiled and said, fine. But we do it my way. Her way? WTF did she mean? I was so messed up and so ready to get off I said, ok honey, please. Yes please do it however you want. Just please do it! I panicked when the evil grin returned and she said, you are going to regret that my friend. I got the fucking chills! Rachel opened the baby oil and put a coat on her right foot. As she applied it she said, this foot is a little more ticklish than the other, so I’ll use this because you can think about it tickling me while you struggle to get off. Please honey, I yelled out. No more teasing, please let me get off on your feet! Rachel smiled and said, my way honey.
I put my head down and closed my eyes not knowing what to do or think. Rachel softly said, just go with it honey, it will be fun….. for me! Before I could even try to respond, She laughed and grabbed me with one hand and started to lightly glide her oiled right sole on the head. It felt wonderful and was torture at the same time. She only did a few passes because she knew I was going to blow easily. She also restarted her verbal torment by saying, it tickles so much and you can’t do anything about it. Kind of like how you tickle me, huh? It’s all good though, I like tickling and you are so good at it honey, she said. She started to lightly rub her sole on me again and said, we have so much fun TICKLING don’t we honey? She strongly pronounced tickling when she said that. She also stopped rubbing her foot on me because she didn’t want me to blow yet.
I really started begging her now saying, please honey I’m begging you. Please let me get off. You are so good at teasing and it very intense, but I’m dying, please have mercy! Rachel laughed and said ok, but only if you agree to something? Anything! I said. Anything you want, you know I always agree to what ever you want! You do sweetheart and I love you for it, she said. Here is what I want, she grabbed me again and gave me one pass over my cock with her foot and said, I want you to tickle me after you come. I moaned very loud and cried out oh fuck! Because she was going to get me off but sensually and verbally torture me in the process and I knew it! Rachel giggled and proceeded with one sole pass and a comment such as, I really want you to tickle me. Sole pass, I love how you tickle my feet. Sole pass, you love my little ticklish feet so much honey. Sole pass, and they love you. Sole pass. I started to feel my climax and yelled out, please honey! Rachel placed both hands on me and stroked, telling me to, come for me honey and then tickle my feet. I lost it and got off very hard. I felt like I was going to faint. She put me through a very intense ride.
Rachel untied me, kissed me and said. You are so good at tickling, teasing and building me up that I wanted to show you how it feels. I love it honey, please keep thinking of ways to play and please come tickle my feet now.
I haven’t recovered yet, lol!
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Thanks for sharing your experience here. I envy you!
