Lake Superior
TMF Regular
- Joined
- Jan 3, 2019
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Izuru Kamakura was the Ultimate Hope and had any number of Ultimate talents as well. Dropped off on this island with the other Ultimates the long haired youth strode off in search of entertainment. He came upon the bungalows of his sleeping classmates and decided on an idea. Using the skills of the Ultimate Burglar he picked the locks and the lightfeet of the Ultimate Kidnapper it was child's play to carry each of the young men away for his games.
Hajime, Kazuichi, Fuyuhiko, Gundham and Nagito are all begging on the beach as Kamakura won't let them get away.
Using his Ultimate Collection of Ultimate skills he's got this band of boy's singing along in hysterical harmony. Whipping out a bow the skills of the Ultimate Violinist came into play as he sawed the musical tool under the little toes of Fuyuhiko who's swearing up a storm as he pounds little fists in the sand and trying to squeeze in threats thorugh his hysterical begging. When Kamakura works the bow along the sole though he's just throwing out Yakuza secrets in the hopes of a lessened punishment. Too bad this tough boy's not getting any parole with a pretty laugh like that.
Kazuichi was reeled in slowly and was on the verge of tears as his jumpsuit got unzipped. When a pair of velvety soft hands went to his nipples, chest and ribs the skills of the Ultimate DJ came in as they his ribs were scratched like records, his nipples twisted like dials and his chest poked like there were buttons. This metaphor fell apart like Kazuichi did in seconds, blubbering and shrieking and turning the color of his hair.
Gundham's laugh was deep and booming and all stemmed from his one poor foot that Kamakura between his crossed legs. With a look of concentration he guided a pen down the pale formerly booted sole and drew one of the most beautiful musical compositions the world would ever know upon the Supreme Overlord of Ice's frosty foot. Gunhdam's face was red as he stuffed sand into his mouth to try and keep the laughter down as the Ultimate Composer continued to jot his work on the hostage foot.
Nagito was next and he was already drooling before the tickles began but when Izuru dragged him in his shirt was soaked with saliva and caked with sand. His bottom was exposed when his pants were pulled down and his feet were clapped to it to form a perfect "U" between the upturned soles and the pale cheeks. Starting by interweaving his fingers between the toes Kamakura dragged down then up and back down to go back up as the Lucky Boy got tickled the exact way that drove him the wildest as if Kamakura knew every single spot down them. When he was flipped over and Kamakura drove a single finger up under his ribs to a spot that drove him into wordless gasps he thought through his slipping consciousness about how lucky he was to be here at the hands of the Ultimate Acupuncturist.
Hajime got it the worst. While the others all only tastes of one Ultimate skill of the Ultimate Hope, he was given a tasters platter. Rolled onto his back he found his entire body gently worked over with the talented, lightspeed fingers of the Ultimate Masseuse before he was quickly deposited into a hole dug quickly by the Ultimate Gravedigger. In seconds the relaxed and loose Ultimate Nothing was tossed in and buried in a way that had only his head and sneakered feet protruding from the sand.
His cock ached down in the sand from a treatment that only the Ultimate Edger could give him and he tried to focus instead on the strange behavior of hia captor rather than the throbbing erection buried beneath the sand. He was just getting it to go down when Izuru slipped off both Hajime's shoes and socks then began packing sand around the helpless pies. Constructing a pair of gorgeous sand castles around the feet one of eastern and the other of western design using the skills of none other than the Ultimate Builder of Sandcastles.
Hajime marveled at them until something else caught his eye. Izuru slipping off his dress shoes slooooowly while looking at him coquettishly. Hajime bit his lip at the sight and felt his Ultimate Boner resurfacing but was distracted by the feeling of something weaving into his toes. He stared at the western castle and saw the tip of a feather peeking from the side of the structure that he hadn't noticed before. His cock pumped again as Izuru threw one of his discarded dress socks over the buried Hajime's face and that's when he noticed it. The movement of his cock caused the castles to begin to crumble ever so slightly and revealed a number of tickle tools hidden inside. Only someone with the skills of the Ultimate Architect could have designed something like this and as Izuru wiggled his toes Hajime realized that he was also staring down the Ultimate Tease.
The other castle fell a bit more and a fork jammed itself into his heel as Izuru began wiggling his pants down his long legs. Hajime tried to look away but to his left could only see a gasping and drooling Nagito and to his right the used and abused feet of Gundham and Fuyuhiko. He could hear Kazuichi pathetically mewling and so chose to look at the now bare-legged monster before him as the lesser of the evils. The castle crumbled further as Hajime felt a hermit crab get free and start scuttling along his foot. He lost control at feeling of the little many jointed legs on his size 14 and was consumed by laughter which just made the castlea crumble further.
A impossibly long length of undeveloped film entwined itself in his toes, a guitar pick dug into the ball of his foot and a paper fan played down his sole as Hajime realized three things.
One, there were mementos of his friends hidden in that sand.
Two, his broken and deranged friends were crawling towards him attracted by the sounds of his laughter.
Three, Kamakura in those tightie whities should be illegal. That bulge poking through those made Hajime knock down a whole nother wing of both castles revealing all kinds of new teases.
A pocket of ants marched in a line up his arch, a wet flower stuck itself to the side of his foot and a pair of chopsticks jabbed into the tops of his feet from beneath when he tried to pull them away. A giggling Gundham and Kazuichi came and pressed their bare feet to his warm ears to further along his torment by toying their toes inside the cups, while a pair of pale white Nagito feet cupped his face from behind and played along his lips with their toes. In front of him a horizontal Yakuza pressed his own feet into Hinata's face but the little things only went up to his nose. He could still spy over the tops of the wiggling toes, Izuru Kamakura slowly brushing sand from between his toes with a cutely annoyed expression.
Hajime bust under the sand and felt the warmth spread as he saw the pair of fortresses crumble but was shocked to see them both release velvet bags in the last gasps that burst over his feet as they fell with the sand. Izuru came striding over to seat himself on a drooling Fuyuhiko's face and present his own feet. Hajime puzzled at the texture of the granules of whatever was on his feet to try and distract himself from Izuru slowly pushing his own statuesque feet over Hajime's face to complete his prison of soles when he heard the squawks on the wind. Hajime could only "Mmppphh!!" into all the feet pressed over his head as the gulls descended en masse hungry for those breadcrumbs.
Hajime, Kazuichi, Fuyuhiko, Gundham and Nagito are all begging on the beach as Kamakura won't let them get away.
Using his Ultimate Collection of Ultimate skills he's got this band of boy's singing along in hysterical harmony. Whipping out a bow the skills of the Ultimate Violinist came into play as he sawed the musical tool under the little toes of Fuyuhiko who's swearing up a storm as he pounds little fists in the sand and trying to squeeze in threats thorugh his hysterical begging. When Kamakura works the bow along the sole though he's just throwing out Yakuza secrets in the hopes of a lessened punishment. Too bad this tough boy's not getting any parole with a pretty laugh like that.
Kazuichi was reeled in slowly and was on the verge of tears as his jumpsuit got unzipped. When a pair of velvety soft hands went to his nipples, chest and ribs the skills of the Ultimate DJ came in as they his ribs were scratched like records, his nipples twisted like dials and his chest poked like there were buttons. This metaphor fell apart like Kazuichi did in seconds, blubbering and shrieking and turning the color of his hair.
Gundham's laugh was deep and booming and all stemmed from his one poor foot that Kamakura between his crossed legs. With a look of concentration he guided a pen down the pale formerly booted sole and drew one of the most beautiful musical compositions the world would ever know upon the Supreme Overlord of Ice's frosty foot. Gunhdam's face was red as he stuffed sand into his mouth to try and keep the laughter down as the Ultimate Composer continued to jot his work on the hostage foot.
Nagito was next and he was already drooling before the tickles began but when Izuru dragged him in his shirt was soaked with saliva and caked with sand. His bottom was exposed when his pants were pulled down and his feet were clapped to it to form a perfect "U" between the upturned soles and the pale cheeks. Starting by interweaving his fingers between the toes Kamakura dragged down then up and back down to go back up as the Lucky Boy got tickled the exact way that drove him the wildest as if Kamakura knew every single spot down them. When he was flipped over and Kamakura drove a single finger up under his ribs to a spot that drove him into wordless gasps he thought through his slipping consciousness about how lucky he was to be here at the hands of the Ultimate Acupuncturist.
Hajime got it the worst. While the others all only tastes of one Ultimate skill of the Ultimate Hope, he was given a tasters platter. Rolled onto his back he found his entire body gently worked over with the talented, lightspeed fingers of the Ultimate Masseuse before he was quickly deposited into a hole dug quickly by the Ultimate Gravedigger. In seconds the relaxed and loose Ultimate Nothing was tossed in and buried in a way that had only his head and sneakered feet protruding from the sand.
His cock ached down in the sand from a treatment that only the Ultimate Edger could give him and he tried to focus instead on the strange behavior of hia captor rather than the throbbing erection buried beneath the sand. He was just getting it to go down when Izuru slipped off both Hajime's shoes and socks then began packing sand around the helpless pies. Constructing a pair of gorgeous sand castles around the feet one of eastern and the other of western design using the skills of none other than the Ultimate Builder of Sandcastles.
Hajime marveled at them until something else caught his eye. Izuru slipping off his dress shoes slooooowly while looking at him coquettishly. Hajime bit his lip at the sight and felt his Ultimate Boner resurfacing but was distracted by the feeling of something weaving into his toes. He stared at the western castle and saw the tip of a feather peeking from the side of the structure that he hadn't noticed before. His cock pumped again as Izuru threw one of his discarded dress socks over the buried Hajime's face and that's when he noticed it. The movement of his cock caused the castles to begin to crumble ever so slightly and revealed a number of tickle tools hidden inside. Only someone with the skills of the Ultimate Architect could have designed something like this and as Izuru wiggled his toes Hajime realized that he was also staring down the Ultimate Tease.
The other castle fell a bit more and a fork jammed itself into his heel as Izuru began wiggling his pants down his long legs. Hajime tried to look away but to his left could only see a gasping and drooling Nagito and to his right the used and abused feet of Gundham and Fuyuhiko. He could hear Kazuichi pathetically mewling and so chose to look at the now bare-legged monster before him as the lesser of the evils. The castle crumbled further as Hajime felt a hermit crab get free and start scuttling along his foot. He lost control at feeling of the little many jointed legs on his size 14 and was consumed by laughter which just made the castlea crumble further.
A impossibly long length of undeveloped film entwined itself in his toes, a guitar pick dug into the ball of his foot and a paper fan played down his sole as Hajime realized three things.
One, there were mementos of his friends hidden in that sand.
Two, his broken and deranged friends were crawling towards him attracted by the sounds of his laughter.
Three, Kamakura in those tightie whities should be illegal. That bulge poking through those made Hajime knock down a whole nother wing of both castles revealing all kinds of new teases.
A pocket of ants marched in a line up his arch, a wet flower stuck itself to the side of his foot and a pair of chopsticks jabbed into the tops of his feet from beneath when he tried to pull them away. A giggling Gundham and Kazuichi came and pressed their bare feet to his warm ears to further along his torment by toying their toes inside the cups, while a pair of pale white Nagito feet cupped his face from behind and played along his lips with their toes. In front of him a horizontal Yakuza pressed his own feet into Hinata's face but the little things only went up to his nose. He could still spy over the tops of the wiggling toes, Izuru Kamakura slowly brushing sand from between his toes with a cutely annoyed expression.
Hajime bust under the sand and felt the warmth spread as he saw the pair of fortresses crumble but was shocked to see them both release velvet bags in the last gasps that burst over his feet as they fell with the sand. Izuru came striding over to seat himself on a drooling Fuyuhiko's face and present his own feet. Hajime puzzled at the texture of the granules of whatever was on his feet to try and distract himself from Izuru slowly pushing his own statuesque feet over Hajime's face to complete his prison of soles when he heard the squawks on the wind. Hajime could only "Mmppphh!!" into all the feet pressed over his head as the gulls descended en masse hungry for those breadcrumbs.
