ticklishscribe
3rd Level Violet Feather
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...And here is the teaser and the link.
“That’s it lover, splay those toes, clench those toes, let me see them run like terrified mice, running from the farmyard cat. Here pussy, pussy; and speaking of pussy, just you wait till I get that.”
“Fuck no.” Was the short, sharp and guttural response from the poor girl and she tried to pull her legs free. But Melissa had them tight in her thigh grip and she even tightened her grip to make sure.
“OK, time to remove this other sneak and sock and I think I’ll take twice as long shall I? And then friends, ticklish roman girls, countrymen lend me your feet and let the tickling begin.”
Emory screamed, knowing that her arches were so dammed ticklish she couldn’t stand it. What was worse was that Melissa knew it and used that at every opportunity. She continued bucking and writhing her feet as Melissa began even more slowly to tease the other lace loose.
“Fuck, please, no, fuck, bitch.” She gasped hearing herself say the last word.
“Oh.” Melissa teased the laces more and gripped the writhing foot more. “Calling me bitch are we. That will bode you no good.”
She pulled the last of the laces loose and began wrestling the sneaker from the foot. Emory fought like a wildcat to keep it on, but as the last of it left her toes she screamed. She screamed again as a single finger began raking itself across the base of her sock covered toes and she desperately tried to clench them. But one the other hand firmly gripped the toes, bent them back and the finger continued raking. She then twisted it between the toes as well as raking it and Emory screamed and laughed even more, writhing around like a fish out of water.
“I’ll say it again, no sock will ever protect you and I will never stop loving to tickle these feet. Oh, and did I mention that I’m in one of my sadistic moods today?”
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...for-being-so-inspiring.&p=3318308#post3318308
“That’s it lover, splay those toes, clench those toes, let me see them run like terrified mice, running from the farmyard cat. Here pussy, pussy; and speaking of pussy, just you wait till I get that.”
“Fuck no.” Was the short, sharp and guttural response from the poor girl and she tried to pull her legs free. But Melissa had them tight in her thigh grip and she even tightened her grip to make sure.
“OK, time to remove this other sneak and sock and I think I’ll take twice as long shall I? And then friends, ticklish roman girls, countrymen lend me your feet and let the tickling begin.”
Emory screamed, knowing that her arches were so dammed ticklish she couldn’t stand it. What was worse was that Melissa knew it and used that at every opportunity. She continued bucking and writhing her feet as Melissa began even more slowly to tease the other lace loose.
“Fuck, please, no, fuck, bitch.” She gasped hearing herself say the last word.
“Oh.” Melissa teased the laces more and gripped the writhing foot more. “Calling me bitch are we. That will bode you no good.”
She pulled the last of the laces loose and began wrestling the sneaker from the foot. Emory fought like a wildcat to keep it on, but as the last of it left her toes she screamed. She screamed again as a single finger began raking itself across the base of her sock covered toes and she desperately tried to clench them. But one the other hand firmly gripped the toes, bent them back and the finger continued raking. She then twisted it between the toes as well as raking it and Emory screamed and laughed even more, writhing around like a fish out of water.
“I’ll say it again, no sock will ever protect you and I will never stop loving to tickle these feet. Oh, and did I mention that I’m in one of my sadistic moods today?”
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...for-being-so-inspiring.&p=3318308#post3318308
