I'd been waiting to meet Ken two weeks as married the 31 yr old needed to be discreet and repecting this has let him be the one to contact as later as his Master the tables would turn but initially suiting me to let him think he had the upper hand and lull him into that false sense of security. In his photo looking very handsome, 6'1" slim and fit he was very appealing. He'd txt he wanting a first time meet with another guy and wanted to be submissive which was perfect. He'd mentioned and I'd noted hesitation having size 12 feet when asked his stats and had not volunteered their size willingly so detected he not wanting a focus on them and noting even naked photo with black executive socks on!
He arrived at 8pm on the Friday night as we'd arranged and looked very attractive and we sat and talked and coming from work he suggested he shower but told him later after playing when he'd need to shower more and he smiled as I winked but said on his feet all day they might smell a bit so said as long as he didn't have athlete's foot not a worry and assured me he didn't! I noting relief when I said like in the photo he could keep his socks on and soon in the bedroom and secured to the bed on his stomach as told him a naughty boy needed spanking and stroked his ass to make him imagine he'd be spanked. He asked me not too hard as no marks his wife might see and told him no light and teasing slaps!
Gagged and blindfold on my insistence he was ready and black socked upturned soles facing me and feet that did smell like feet but intoxicating for me not repungent. I taunted him that he might feel awkward with feet secured together that I might peel off his socks and stroke, caress and tickle his bare feet and saying this he flinching as I lightly stroked the length of his socked soles and remarked on their all too obvious sensitivity lightly caressing the soles and loving seeing them flinch and his socked toes wiggling and hearing a muffled giggle!
"You don't want me touching your feet do you Ken and you're right strong smelling masculine feet, pure foot odour from warm feet trapped in socks and shoes in the office all day and feet inviting a thorough examination and massage first in both thin black nylon socks like in your photo and Ken instead of slap'n tickle, I will just tickle, no good resisting Ken your feet securely bound together and as you said you wanting to be submissive, it's incredible even the lightest touch sends ticklish shockwave sensations and awaken every nerve ending in these big smooth I'd guess virgin feet as you'd not invite any attention to them given by anyone, that's for sure! I reckon you have endured a forced tickling from someone but will tickle the truth out of you later!"
I loved hearing his gasp of realisation of what was to come or perhaps the revelation he'd be tealling me about and taunted him asking if his feet were ticklish and how ticklish and more ticklish in socks or bare though I would be finding out myself as he needed to know I was going to be tortuously tickling his feet and stroked over his arches! I loved seeing him desperately trying not to laugh, teeth griiting as he wrestled with his ticklishness but I'm a mean tickler Ken I assured him and Mmmm his feet so enticing and irresistible!
My fingers danced the length of his vulnerable size 12 soles and slid in between his toes and stroked his feet from side to side delivering and intolerably ticklish tickle and reminding him he was here as a submissive so for my pleasure not his but glad as he was laughing being amused by my dominance and control and applying a soft teasing-tickle so taking complete advantage of his uncontrollable ticklishness! My loving seeing him squirming as my light caress explored his heels, arches, balls of his feet and toes and in between his toes!
"Does it tickle when I slowly stroke here along this sole and sense the centre of your soles and arches being hot spots but really want to see your bare feet so let's slide these socks off, stop clenching your toes or I will stroke your soles harder and force you to splay them, that's it sensible Mmmm wow your feet are amazing and masculine looking Ken, shocked you hide such handsome feet in socks but no secrets between us! You will be telling me who tickle tormented your feet before me as I've said I will be tickling the information from you but what I've not said is with my friend Tom who is waiting on me to call him! Another Tickler but not into feet, everywhere else so together we'll tickle you into confession as I know you will be found very, very, very ticklish everywhere and Tom loves feather tickling guy's dicks and after you have shot your load your feet being even more ticklish for me to torment, tease and tickle and lickle torture! Yes Ken I love licking soles and toes and sucking on toes and it's licklish!"
As I stroked over each bare foot he completely lost it as so hideously sensitive he could not control involuntarily reacting to the insidious tickling he was being subjected to enduring as I cruelly ran my fingers over the balls of his feet as I told him he was the perfect ticklee as so evidently hating the teasing torment he was being subjected to and muffled pleading incoherently as very slowly I stroked each of his feet with a focus on his arches and the balls of his feet! I loving the feel of both sweat moist and soft, smooth feet and light tickles driving Ken insane adding to my sadistic pleasure foot raping his super sensitive feet!
I was fixated on his feet, their look, their smell, their taste and their ticklishness all night long after Tom had arrived and Ken forced to admit his torture tickling in his school dormitory at boarding school and we joked with him boys will be boys which is why we enjoyed playing with his ticklish body as they had! Before Tom's arrival I having enjoyed massaging his feet and squeesing his toes not to tickle but to feel his feet up so show him I was active as he'd wished and he submissive! Then used the feather and drew the quill end the length of one foot then the other and rewarded with his feet flinching and toes wiggling wildly and taunted him of my needing to discern which foot was the more ticklish, the most reactive to the feather and ran the feather tendrils in between his toes one by one! Then the quill again and the intensity of the ticklish sensations it delivered to the soles of his feet with a little added pressure incredible!
"No wonder you don't like your feet touched Ken I can appreciate that, just so damn ticklish and my lucky night as been looking for a 'Tickle-Slave' and found him so this weekend will be fun for Tom and me and you will be agreeing to meeting up with me weekly, working late the excuse to your wife as incriminating photos of feet secured and being tickled by another man who will be blurred you'd not want your wife, Boss or anyone seeing so your feet, my feet and that's that! Fun for me, Tom and other ticklers to remind you of nights in the dormitory, certain weekends!"
I traced the quill of the feather over the soles of his feet and he reacting to the sensations amazingly being so tortuously tormented and teased as I told him he needing to become accustomed to having his feet tickled and lickled! I assured him smelling as raunchy as they did that I knew they'd taste ripe and I wanted a foot feast having an insatiable appetite and straight men's feet a delicacy! Adding licklish-ticklish feet my favourites and began licking the soles of his feet and sucking and licking his toes! As I licked in between his toes Ken driven ballistic, it was intense and his feet tasting delicious and addictive, my tongue's an evil weapon and toes trapped in my mouth no escaping the worst tickling sensation as he's since told me it is as every meeting enduring both feet lickled to my satisfaction!
I imagined how vulnerable Ken felt as I told him I was so excited imagining him attacked by the boys, his efforts to not laugh proving futile as their feathers tormented his secured bare feet, both soles and all of his toes! Tormenting every area of his feet so a focus on his toes and arches and the centre of his soles! Substituted feathers for fingers with some boys dancing their fingers over the soles of his feet but worse as he'd admitted, ticklers like me who took time subjecting him to enduring a slow and teasing caress from heels to toes and toes to heels and tracing my fingers lightly and gently but insistently over his bare soles! Then suddenly vigorously tickle them making him howl to my satisfaction!
I called Tom and he told me he had his tickle tools, feather, electric toothbrush and hairbrush ready and would be with me in 30 minutes and then I informed Ken that my friend Tom the tickler was on his way, it was time to take his tickle and lickle torture to another level and fondled and massaged his feet and inhaled them as we waited for the beginning of a tickle tortuous time for my newest Tickle-Sub now called 'Kinky Ken'!
He arrived at 8pm on the Friday night as we'd arranged and looked very attractive and we sat and talked and coming from work he suggested he shower but told him later after playing when he'd need to shower more and he smiled as I winked but said on his feet all day they might smell a bit so said as long as he didn't have athlete's foot not a worry and assured me he didn't! I noting relief when I said like in the photo he could keep his socks on and soon in the bedroom and secured to the bed on his stomach as told him a naughty boy needed spanking and stroked his ass to make him imagine he'd be spanked. He asked me not too hard as no marks his wife might see and told him no light and teasing slaps!
Gagged and blindfold on my insistence he was ready and black socked upturned soles facing me and feet that did smell like feet but intoxicating for me not repungent. I taunted him that he might feel awkward with feet secured together that I might peel off his socks and stroke, caress and tickle his bare feet and saying this he flinching as I lightly stroked the length of his socked soles and remarked on their all too obvious sensitivity lightly caressing the soles and loving seeing them flinch and his socked toes wiggling and hearing a muffled giggle!
"You don't want me touching your feet do you Ken and you're right strong smelling masculine feet, pure foot odour from warm feet trapped in socks and shoes in the office all day and feet inviting a thorough examination and massage first in both thin black nylon socks like in your photo and Ken instead of slap'n tickle, I will just tickle, no good resisting Ken your feet securely bound together and as you said you wanting to be submissive, it's incredible even the lightest touch sends ticklish shockwave sensations and awaken every nerve ending in these big smooth I'd guess virgin feet as you'd not invite any attention to them given by anyone, that's for sure! I reckon you have endured a forced tickling from someone but will tickle the truth out of you later!"
I loved hearing his gasp of realisation of what was to come or perhaps the revelation he'd be tealling me about and taunted him asking if his feet were ticklish and how ticklish and more ticklish in socks or bare though I would be finding out myself as he needed to know I was going to be tortuously tickling his feet and stroked over his arches! I loved seeing him desperately trying not to laugh, teeth griiting as he wrestled with his ticklishness but I'm a mean tickler Ken I assured him and Mmmm his feet so enticing and irresistible!
My fingers danced the length of his vulnerable size 12 soles and slid in between his toes and stroked his feet from side to side delivering and intolerably ticklish tickle and reminding him he was here as a submissive so for my pleasure not his but glad as he was laughing being amused by my dominance and control and applying a soft teasing-tickle so taking complete advantage of his uncontrollable ticklishness! My loving seeing him squirming as my light caress explored his heels, arches, balls of his feet and toes and in between his toes!
"Does it tickle when I slowly stroke here along this sole and sense the centre of your soles and arches being hot spots but really want to see your bare feet so let's slide these socks off, stop clenching your toes or I will stroke your soles harder and force you to splay them, that's it sensible Mmmm wow your feet are amazing and masculine looking Ken, shocked you hide such handsome feet in socks but no secrets between us! You will be telling me who tickle tormented your feet before me as I've said I will be tickling the information from you but what I've not said is with my friend Tom who is waiting on me to call him! Another Tickler but not into feet, everywhere else so together we'll tickle you into confession as I know you will be found very, very, very ticklish everywhere and Tom loves feather tickling guy's dicks and after you have shot your load your feet being even more ticklish for me to torment, tease and tickle and lickle torture! Yes Ken I love licking soles and toes and sucking on toes and it's licklish!"
As I stroked over each bare foot he completely lost it as so hideously sensitive he could not control involuntarily reacting to the insidious tickling he was being subjected to enduring as I cruelly ran my fingers over the balls of his feet as I told him he was the perfect ticklee as so evidently hating the teasing torment he was being subjected to and muffled pleading incoherently as very slowly I stroked each of his feet with a focus on his arches and the balls of his feet! I loving the feel of both sweat moist and soft, smooth feet and light tickles driving Ken insane adding to my sadistic pleasure foot raping his super sensitive feet!
I was fixated on his feet, their look, their smell, their taste and their ticklishness all night long after Tom had arrived and Ken forced to admit his torture tickling in his school dormitory at boarding school and we joked with him boys will be boys which is why we enjoyed playing with his ticklish body as they had! Before Tom's arrival I having enjoyed massaging his feet and squeesing his toes not to tickle but to feel his feet up so show him I was active as he'd wished and he submissive! Then used the feather and drew the quill end the length of one foot then the other and rewarded with his feet flinching and toes wiggling wildly and taunted him of my needing to discern which foot was the more ticklish, the most reactive to the feather and ran the feather tendrils in between his toes one by one! Then the quill again and the intensity of the ticklish sensations it delivered to the soles of his feet with a little added pressure incredible!
"No wonder you don't like your feet touched Ken I can appreciate that, just so damn ticklish and my lucky night as been looking for a 'Tickle-Slave' and found him so this weekend will be fun for Tom and me and you will be agreeing to meeting up with me weekly, working late the excuse to your wife as incriminating photos of feet secured and being tickled by another man who will be blurred you'd not want your wife, Boss or anyone seeing so your feet, my feet and that's that! Fun for me, Tom and other ticklers to remind you of nights in the dormitory, certain weekends!"
I traced the quill of the feather over the soles of his feet and he reacting to the sensations amazingly being so tortuously tormented and teased as I told him he needing to become accustomed to having his feet tickled and lickled! I assured him smelling as raunchy as they did that I knew they'd taste ripe and I wanted a foot feast having an insatiable appetite and straight men's feet a delicacy! Adding licklish-ticklish feet my favourites and began licking the soles of his feet and sucking and licking his toes! As I licked in between his toes Ken driven ballistic, it was intense and his feet tasting delicious and addictive, my tongue's an evil weapon and toes trapped in my mouth no escaping the worst tickling sensation as he's since told me it is as every meeting enduring both feet lickled to my satisfaction!
I imagined how vulnerable Ken felt as I told him I was so excited imagining him attacked by the boys, his efforts to not laugh proving futile as their feathers tormented his secured bare feet, both soles and all of his toes! Tormenting every area of his feet so a focus on his toes and arches and the centre of his soles! Substituted feathers for fingers with some boys dancing their fingers over the soles of his feet but worse as he'd admitted, ticklers like me who took time subjecting him to enduring a slow and teasing caress from heels to toes and toes to heels and tracing my fingers lightly and gently but insistently over his bare soles! Then suddenly vigorously tickle them making him howl to my satisfaction!
I called Tom and he told me he had his tickle tools, feather, electric toothbrush and hairbrush ready and would be with me in 30 minutes and then I informed Ken that my friend Tom the tickler was on his way, it was time to take his tickle and lickle torture to another level and fondled and massaged his feet and inhaled them as we waited for the beginning of a tickle tortuous time for my newest Tickle-Sub now called 'Kinky Ken'!
