"Good evening Lt. Dillon. James Dillon, 28 yrs, 6' 2", US marine, from state of Oregon, in service 4 yrs, married to Candice 2 yrs so know about you which include of course you being trained against torture both physical and psychological which is what you are expecting being bound to the interrogation table stripped to briefs and socks, a malicious, cruel beating of the feet has I am sure crossed your mind in the realm of possibilites knowing of course a practice synonymous with the Middle East Lt. Dillon. Allow me to introduce myself Captain Kamir, Omar Kamir and your interrogator and just you with me so no witnesses to what happens and intentionally so as I find myself in need of amusement and find you appealing to me but do not worry I am not going to rape you Lt. Dillon. You are blindfold and gagged with specific reason, every sensation of torment made that much more unbearable as you suffer for my pleasure!"
The Iraqui drew a stool across the room to the end of the table and sitting comfortably facing the big vulnerable socked feet of the marine.
"You realise of course I am close to your secured feet, large size 14 feet which having recently been in boots smell like; well feet which does not offend me, quite the opposite effect in fact Lt. Dillon and knowing much about you as Lt. Jarvis has been remarkably cooperative I know that you are unbearably sensitive on your feet, excruciatingly ticklish and of course torture does not have to confine itself to being painful to prove effective as I am sure you will be proving accurate, yes flexing your feet now indicates this. You will try to disassociate yourself from what is happening but I am persistent and relentless, perhaps sadistic! I like to see my victims struggling, determined to fight the insidiousness of the methods used to destroy self-control, the determination to not react, to break the victim and incur intense humiliation using their greatest weakness against them and have experience in doing so Mmmm closer now Lt. Dillon and two manly smelling, warm, sweaty socked feet, secured together with medium high arches, nicely shaped and longish toes!"
Lt. Dillon flinched involuntarily as Captn. Kamir pressed his face into the marine's socked soles and inhaled them deeply remarking his appreciation of them and their rich odour as he fondled them and explored them and groped them both then lightly touch them, gentle strokes along the socked soles as he remarked on their natural warmth and moistness. Lt. Dillon was focused and determined on keeping his feet still and not verbally reacting but heard were deep breathing and stifled gasps as the Iraqui smiled!
"That's it Lt. Dillon you feel me smelling your feet and caressing them as perhaps Candice has done and perhaps even Lt. Neil Jarvis though I would doubt this but he certainly proven accurate in his information, I enjoy a handsome pair of captive feet to enjoy at my leisure and yours most certainly are and it will give me the greatest satisfaction enjoying them privately as even released this not being an experience you'll speak of as too embarrassing as well as no marks, physical signs of it's having been endured which caning alternatively does as Lt. Jarvis's size 11 soles show! His feet not attractive to me Lt. Dillon!"
The light touch delivered tickled and an unexpected and unprepared for ordeal beginning for the captive marine as he fought against reacting to the light strokes delivered so methodically and rhythmically, never changing speed or intensity! Lt. Dillon held out as long as he could but ultimately laughter won out!
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA HA HAA HAA AHHH!!! NO! NOOOOOO!! PLEEEEEESE! HA HAAAAAAAAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAHA!"
"Not bad Lt. Dillon as almost ten minutes this first time, the warmth of these feet so exciting for me and your initial verbal reactions to be expected though unintelligible curses muffled of course, my technique I advising you relentless perhaps even mechanical in delivery and your feet becoming more and more sensitive by the second until ultimately broken of the resolve of non-reaction which I commend you upon but of course still your socks are on Lt. Dillon and having a foot fixation means my wanting to see them bared!"
The US marine instantly gasped and jerked both socked feet a little as all he could do being so securely bound as both socks were peeled off and any resistance he realised futile. The interrogator was professional and as Lt. Dillon realised perverted in his attraction for male feet and this made evident as bared he feeling completely humiliated as remarking on their natural warmth he felt wetness and knew Captn. Kamir was licking his feet, the balls of his feet then tongue dancing the length of each foot and sliding his tongue up n'down his soles with attentiong to his hyper-sensitive arches! The licking emasculating and tortuous, the worst experience of tickling it made the marine feel dizzy! Captn. Kamir placed all of his fingers on the soles of each foot in turn and stroked the length of them!
"Mmmm Lt. Dillon such tasty feet to feast on, you will feel endless sensations this night as these feet licked and nibbled, the toes sucked and licking in between them and I also will be introducing them to the feather and electric toothbrush, my tickle-toys of choice, your feet looked ticklish in socks and indeed were but now barefoot and being caressed and tickled and orally abused I will make certain you enter the realms of ticklish, licklish hell! As my fingers run over your feet you will squirm of course but try not to laugh as this will incite me to give you something to laugh about, show me what a tough marine you are!"
Saying this Captn. Kamir held both of Lt. Dillon's feet in his hands and brought them to his face. He gently pressed them on his face and began to smell them so the marine deliberately felt his hot breath on his feet and then relentlessly he stroked both soles laughing as the marine jumped from the sensation which was magnified as on his fingers the Captn had added metal talons and then indulged in stroking both sweaty soles and sliding them in between his toes sending Lt. Dillon ballistic! His feet thrashing side to side to escape the horrendous torment but secured prevented any significant movement.
Both size 14 feet incredibly responsive as the tickling torture was unforgiving and when this torture tickling concluded he was subjected to his soles and toes lickled, every toe methodically sucked before the feather employed, the sharp quill end raked over his soles and the feather end slid in between his toes but a determined torturer who gained pleasurable satisfaction with male feet that were all his to relish in enjoying in any way he chose! The methods unorthodox as Captn. Kamir licked the marine's soles in long, slow motions and really savouring every moment, taking the marine's toes deep inside his mouth and sucking and nibbling on them but sensuously as later he would do when joined by a soldier who would use his mouth expertly on Lt. Dillon's dick keeping him edged throughout the night, stroking the marine's balls as Captn. Kamir indulged in enjoying playing with, teasing and tormenting the handsome straight marine's size 14 feet as the pair would be doing every night of his captivity elicing loud helpless moans, manical laughter and muffled curses and obscenities from their victim!
Later ordeals included serious interrogation questions he torture tickled to answer and then tickling resuming to check if answering questions the same way or changing the responses given. Both big toes sucked on simultaneously as his dick would be and both feet saliva drenched so the bristles of the electric toothbrush proving remarkably effective slid all over both feet. Always being asked by Captn. Kamir during every interrogation the same question "Are your feet ticklish Lt. Dillon?"
The Iraqui drew a stool across the room to the end of the table and sitting comfortably facing the big vulnerable socked feet of the marine.
"You realise of course I am close to your secured feet, large size 14 feet which having recently been in boots smell like; well feet which does not offend me, quite the opposite effect in fact Lt. Dillon and knowing much about you as Lt. Jarvis has been remarkably cooperative I know that you are unbearably sensitive on your feet, excruciatingly ticklish and of course torture does not have to confine itself to being painful to prove effective as I am sure you will be proving accurate, yes flexing your feet now indicates this. You will try to disassociate yourself from what is happening but I am persistent and relentless, perhaps sadistic! I like to see my victims struggling, determined to fight the insidiousness of the methods used to destroy self-control, the determination to not react, to break the victim and incur intense humiliation using their greatest weakness against them and have experience in doing so Mmmm closer now Lt. Dillon and two manly smelling, warm, sweaty socked feet, secured together with medium high arches, nicely shaped and longish toes!"
Lt. Dillon flinched involuntarily as Captn. Kamir pressed his face into the marine's socked soles and inhaled them deeply remarking his appreciation of them and their rich odour as he fondled them and explored them and groped them both then lightly touch them, gentle strokes along the socked soles as he remarked on their natural warmth and moistness. Lt. Dillon was focused and determined on keeping his feet still and not verbally reacting but heard were deep breathing and stifled gasps as the Iraqui smiled!
"That's it Lt. Dillon you feel me smelling your feet and caressing them as perhaps Candice has done and perhaps even Lt. Neil Jarvis though I would doubt this but he certainly proven accurate in his information, I enjoy a handsome pair of captive feet to enjoy at my leisure and yours most certainly are and it will give me the greatest satisfaction enjoying them privately as even released this not being an experience you'll speak of as too embarrassing as well as no marks, physical signs of it's having been endured which caning alternatively does as Lt. Jarvis's size 11 soles show! His feet not attractive to me Lt. Dillon!"
The light touch delivered tickled and an unexpected and unprepared for ordeal beginning for the captive marine as he fought against reacting to the light strokes delivered so methodically and rhythmically, never changing speed or intensity! Lt. Dillon held out as long as he could but ultimately laughter won out!
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA HA HAA HAA AHHH!!! NO! NOOOOOO!! PLEEEEEESE! HA HAAAAAAAAAAHAAHAAHAHAHAHA!"
"Not bad Lt. Dillon as almost ten minutes this first time, the warmth of these feet so exciting for me and your initial verbal reactions to be expected though unintelligible curses muffled of course, my technique I advising you relentless perhaps even mechanical in delivery and your feet becoming more and more sensitive by the second until ultimately broken of the resolve of non-reaction which I commend you upon but of course still your socks are on Lt. Dillon and having a foot fixation means my wanting to see them bared!"
The US marine instantly gasped and jerked both socked feet a little as all he could do being so securely bound as both socks were peeled off and any resistance he realised futile. The interrogator was professional and as Lt. Dillon realised perverted in his attraction for male feet and this made evident as bared he feeling completely humiliated as remarking on their natural warmth he felt wetness and knew Captn. Kamir was licking his feet, the balls of his feet then tongue dancing the length of each foot and sliding his tongue up n'down his soles with attentiong to his hyper-sensitive arches! The licking emasculating and tortuous, the worst experience of tickling it made the marine feel dizzy! Captn. Kamir placed all of his fingers on the soles of each foot in turn and stroked the length of them!
"Mmmm Lt. Dillon such tasty feet to feast on, you will feel endless sensations this night as these feet licked and nibbled, the toes sucked and licking in between them and I also will be introducing them to the feather and electric toothbrush, my tickle-toys of choice, your feet looked ticklish in socks and indeed were but now barefoot and being caressed and tickled and orally abused I will make certain you enter the realms of ticklish, licklish hell! As my fingers run over your feet you will squirm of course but try not to laugh as this will incite me to give you something to laugh about, show me what a tough marine you are!"
Saying this Captn. Kamir held both of Lt. Dillon's feet in his hands and brought them to his face. He gently pressed them on his face and began to smell them so the marine deliberately felt his hot breath on his feet and then relentlessly he stroked both soles laughing as the marine jumped from the sensation which was magnified as on his fingers the Captn had added metal talons and then indulged in stroking both sweaty soles and sliding them in between his toes sending Lt. Dillon ballistic! His feet thrashing side to side to escape the horrendous torment but secured prevented any significant movement.
Both size 14 feet incredibly responsive as the tickling torture was unforgiving and when this torture tickling concluded he was subjected to his soles and toes lickled, every toe methodically sucked before the feather employed, the sharp quill end raked over his soles and the feather end slid in between his toes but a determined torturer who gained pleasurable satisfaction with male feet that were all his to relish in enjoying in any way he chose! The methods unorthodox as Captn. Kamir licked the marine's soles in long, slow motions and really savouring every moment, taking the marine's toes deep inside his mouth and sucking and nibbling on them but sensuously as later he would do when joined by a soldier who would use his mouth expertly on Lt. Dillon's dick keeping him edged throughout the night, stroking the marine's balls as Captn. Kamir indulged in enjoying playing with, teasing and tormenting the handsome straight marine's size 14 feet as the pair would be doing every night of his captivity elicing loud helpless moans, manical laughter and muffled curses and obscenities from their victim!
Later ordeals included serious interrogation questions he torture tickled to answer and then tickling resuming to check if answering questions the same way or changing the responses given. Both big toes sucked on simultaneously as his dick would be and both feet saliva drenched so the bristles of the electric toothbrush proving remarkably effective slid all over both feet. Always being asked by Captn. Kamir during every interrogation the same question "Are your feet ticklish Lt. Dillon?"
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