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After ten hours of near continuous driving, Leah and Nico are relieved to finally be nearing their destination. The two nearly 30 year-old women chat as they drive Leah's car down a road deep in the woods of Michigan’s upper peninsula. It’s a few weeks before Halloween and the fall colors are in full display. Incredibly vibrant mixes of yellow, orange, and red on the trees are highlighted in remarkable beauty against the pink and purple skies of the setting sun.
Leah, a 5'6" white woman with freckled, pale white skin tucks her straight, shoulder length blonde hair behind her ear and adjusts her glasses. She looks over to her best friend from the driver seat with her sharp, blue eyes. A dimpled smile spreads across her lightly freckled face; “Wow this is ouuut here, girl. Where did you find this place again?” Leah asks as she turns her car onto a winding dirt and gravel road.
Nico, a 5'1" mixed woman with olive skin, lightly twirls the curls of her long, dark hair around her fingertips, she replies; “I know, hehe! I found it online, this older woman was offering this cabin rental for WAY cheaper than anyone else around here.” Her curious hazel eyes take in the scenery as Leah’s car delves deeper into the woods. After more several miles, the road comes to a dead end. The girl’s weekend getaway cabin rests before them on top of a small hill at the end of the road. The cabin sits in a wooded clearing, surrounded by an entire forest. Leah slows down, coming to a stop and parking her car.
“Yeah, I mean 20 bucks a night during peak fall colors? This lady has got to be out of her mind.” Leah's deep, bubbly and contagious laugh echoes through the trees as she gets out of the car.
“Wow Leah, look!” Nico holds out her phone. “Totally zero signal.” She throws it back into in Leah’s car, closing the door behind her. “Won’t be needing that for a while!” Nico giggles, her laugh is high pitched and sing-songy.
The two girls make their way from the car and up the hill to the cabin. Only a few wooden steps later, the girls reach the front door and enter the code given to them on a small panel underneath the lock. The lock clicks open, Leah's slender hand turns the door nob and the duo crosses the threshold into the small cabin. The entire interior of the cabin is essentially one room; a quaint little living room space. The girl's don't plan on spending much time in one place this weekend, so the small space is a perfect home base.
The room is decorated with a few kitschy knickknacks, on the far wall near the bathroom door, a framed "Live LAUGH Love" sign hangs, slightly crooked. Leah walks over and adjusts it, shaking her head; "Oh boy, not what I'd go with, but to each their own." The two girls giggle as they begin to settle in. Leah kicks off her shoes and removes her brown wool socks, she kicks her slender bare feet up on the coffee table.
“Ah, and our getaway begins." Nico exhales a sigh of relief, bending down to unlace her hiking boots. “Uh, Leah, your feet are resting on something, looks like a note.” Nico smiles as she shakes her head. She removes her boots, choosing to keep her thick, off-white cozy wool socks on.
“Oh, whoops! I didn’t even notice!” Leah says laughing, she picks up the note between her long, nimble toes, using her feet to pass the note into her hands. She begins to read it out loud; “Hey y’all! Thanks for staying at my humble cabin. I’m sure you’ll be tickled to see how cozy this place is… Please feel free to grab any drinks from the fridge, make yourselves at home! - <3 Debbie”
Leah puts the note down, getting up off of the coach. Her bare feet lightly slap the wood floor as she walks over to the fridge. “Well that’s nice of her.” Leah opens the fridge, it’s filled with beer. “Ooh yeah! Want a beer Nico?" She take a moment to read the label; "... Laughing Stocks IPA? Never heard of this brand before." Leah mutters under her breath as she shrugs, closing the fridge.
Nico nods, throwing some logs into the fireplace, using some old magazines and matches to help light it ablaze. Leah hands Nico a beer and the girls plop down onto the couch.
Leah puts her bare feet back up onto the coffee table, looking over to Nico. “Your feet have got to be SO warm after ten hours in that car, girl.” Leah nudges Nico with her elbow. “You gonna kick off those socks and stay a while?” She grins, anticipating Nico’s answer already.
“Leah, you know how I feel about going barefoot.” Nico replies, shoving Leah’s prodding elbow away. “Heck, I sleep in my socks.” Nico pulls at the top of her wool socks, drawing them further up her shins and tighter onto her small, wide feet.
Leah laughs; “Yeah, yeah. You always sit out spa days with me and Becks. One of these days we’re gonna get you to come out with us for a pedicure, girl.” Leah laughs, taking the first sip from her beer bottle.
“Oh my gosh, never!” Nico says, covering her socked feet with her hands. “I know I would make SUCH a scene in there.”
Leah dismisses Nico with a wave of her hand; “Girl, I laugh my head off in there when they start scrubbing my feet, don’t worry about it!” Leah says, rubbing her soft, freshly pedicured bare feet together on the coffee table. Her orange-painted toenails matching the hue of the fire as it begins to roar in the fireplace.
“No Leah it’s not like that, I have to hold back giggles when I walk on blades of grass barefoot sometimes... I would be hysterical." Nico shakes her head, as if she had a bad memory; "Besides, I take really good care of my feet! I don’t need someone else touching them.” Nico smiles, placing her feet up on the coffee table alongside Leah's. Nico playfully shoves Leah’s feet with her own.
“Well I know what to do to you if you ever get on my nerves then, girl!” Leah slowly wiggles her fingers like a spider climbing up a wall, inching them closer to Nico’s socked feet.
“Leah! Don’t even joke about that!” Nico says sternly as she pulls her feet to her chest. “My ex used to tickle me out of nowhere all of the time, seriously... it’s like torture for me.”
Leah pulls her hands back, then places one gently on Nico’s shoulder. “Sorry girl, I’m just messing with ya.” Nico smiles and stretches her legs out, placing her feet onto Leah’s lap.
“All good, you just can’t help yourself, you're such a troll.” Nico giggles as she takes a sip of beer.
The two girls laugh, clinking their bottles together as they continue planning their hike for the next day. After a couple more stories and a few more beers, the girls notice the time. “Alright, it’s getting pretty late.” Leah says, placing her empty beer bottle next to the others on the table next to her feet. “I’m crashing, do you want the couch or the recliner?"
Nico grabs her bag and heads for the tiny bathroom to get changed for bed. “I’ll take the recliner, you’re clearly very comfortable right here.” She says, pinching Leah's big toe. Leah gasps, she lets out half-laugh, half-grunt while pulling her feet off of the table; “H-hey! Ohh, so I can’t touch your feet but you can touch mine? Not fair, Nico.” Leah says as she waves her index finger back and forth. Nico mimics Leah’s wiggling fingers from earlier, sticks her tongue out at her and closes the bathroom door behind her.
While Nico is in the bathroom, Leah decides to change into her pajamas. She takes her shirt and bra off, slipping on a loose white tank top. Leah removes her jeans, replacing them with light blue cotton sleeping shorts. Leah pulls out some sheets from a nearby closet, laying them onto the couch and recliner. She yawns, suddenly struck by an overwhelming malaise; “Man, those beers were so… stro…” As her head hits the pillow on the couch, she passes out cold, her body still not fully under the sheets.
Nico emerges from the bathroom in a her flannel pajamas. A red and black checkered pattern adorns the button-up top with matching bottoms. She’s wearing a new pair of grey wool socks. “Al-alrihht, let’sh get shome rest.” Nico's words slosh together; “Gosh, I am…” The words barely leave Nico’s lips as she tumbles onto the recliner. She's unconscious before her head falls gently onto the padded back rest.
A faint clicking sound emanates from the lock and the front door slowly creaks open. A shadowy figure enters the small cabin from outside wearing a black hoodie and black tights. The figure gently closes the door, locking it behind her. She glides towards the firelight, the light from the flames revealing a curvy, older woman with many deep wrinkles around her eyes.
The fire-lit cabin, quiet for now, is rearranged slightly by this mature woman. She moves smoothly around the room with determination as she pushes the coffee table to the door. She then drags Nico's recliner within a few feet of the couch that Leah is sleeping on. The slumbering best friends are now parallel to one another.
The intruder then gently places a large black duffel bag down onto the ground between the girls. She stops, brushing her red curls from her eyes with her hand... a wicked smile ripples onto her deeply dimpled face.
Leah is still sprawled out on the coach over her sheets. Nico's limp frame passed out on the recliner. The girls are helplessly passed out cold. You see, the beer was quite strong, but also drugged with a mild sedative. Not enough to detect at first, but just enough to incapacitate someone for a while. It turns out "Laughing Stocks IPA" was a custom recipe.
The older woman gets to work. She begins emptying her bag, pulling out lengths of rope along with leather strapped bindings. She wastes little time expertly tying each girl's wrists above their heads, their arms together at the elbows, securing them to their respective furniture. She does with same with each of the girls knees and ankles, fastening their legs to the opposite end of where they rest.
After a brief double-checking of the bonds ensnaring each girl, this older woman stands in the firelight and admires her handy work. She grabs a chair by the small, round dinner table and simply waits in the dimly lit room, lightly humming an old country song.
Several moments pass by, Leah awakens first. She's groggy. As she tries to get up, she slowly comes to the horrifying realization that she is bound to the couch. "W-what the hell?" Leah whispers as she looks up to see her bound wrists and arms. Her eyes follow the ropes down to see her bound legs and ankles, her beautiful bare feet illuminated by the roaring flames of the fireplace. "N-Nico wake up. WAKE UP!" Leah yells.
Nico is slow to stir back to consciousness, but she soon realizes that she too is bound hand and foot to the recliner. Her head swims, she looks down at her feet, with a slight sense of relief realizing she still has her wool socks on, only now the top of her socks have been rolled down to just below the rope that binds her ankles. Both girls struggle fruitlessly against their bonds.
"Help us, s-someone help! HEL-" Nico yells, she is interrupted by a voice that neither of the women recognize. It's an eerily soothing, strong voice of the redheaded older woman sitting at the table behind their heads.
"Such a pleasure that you two finally decided to wake up." The woman says, with almost a purr to her voice.
The girls strain to try and look behind them. "LET US GO!" Leah and Nico protest, nearly in unison. They look to their captor as she moves between them and then back to each other, faces full of panic.
"Well sheesh! Let me introduce myself first. Ladies, my name is Debbie and this is my cabin! I guess you already know that, since you read my little note. I'm so happy you two decided to book a stay here. This is, after all, my favorite week of the year." Debbie's voice is calm, she walks past the girls, her back facing them as she looks out of her cabin's windows.
"W-what do you want with us, we... we don't have any money. We're just out he-here for a hike tomorrow!" Nico says, her voice trembling, her sock-clad feet grinding against one another.
"Oh girlie, I don't need money, why do you think I rent this place for 20 dollars a night? You see, this is my favorite week of the year, not because of the fall colors, no, no. I love this week because every year, on this very week, I rent this cabin out hoping to snag unsuspecting travelers like yourselves... for a little fun!" Debbie has a gleam in her eye as she turns around to face the girls.
"I've been listening to you two all night!" The black-clad woman walks over, revealing a small microphone underneath a decorative wooden squirrel. "Leah, Nico... you two have a special bon..."
"Let. Us. Go. You creep." Leah interrupts, her brow furrowed as she tries to sound brave and focused. She surprises herself, considering how weak and vulnerable she feels, tied up on a couch in her rather skimpy sleepwear.
"Well then! Not sure you're quite in the position to negotiate missy." She mockingly puts her hands above her head, pretending to be bound. Debbie chuckles quietly.
“Anyway, like I was saying, we're gonna have a little fun! Though, I'm afraid you two might be a bit too tired for that hike tomorrow... It's 2am right now, leaving us abouuuut, oh I'd say 5 hours together before that sun rises." She laughs as she stalks over to the foot of the couch. Debbie lightly traces her index finger up the side of Leah's long, slender bare foot, causing her to jump. "... plenty of time for us to get to know each other."
As Leah is about to respond, the words are stolen out of her. Debbie takes her other hand, grabbing Leah's ankle. Debbie quickly flutters her fingers along the base of Leah's toes on her left foot, causing her to bellow out a laugh.
"Eeeheehahaha! W-what ar... are you dooohohoiing ahahah!?" Leah spasms in her bondage. Nico, now frozen with fear, watches helplessly from the recliner.
"Like I said, we're going to have FUN tonight. But..." Debbie pulls her hands off of Leah's bare feet. "You are being SO loud right now. Is she always like this, Nico?" Debbie smiles as she looks over to the horrified face of Nico, her bronze complexion is drained from her face, now a ghostly-white.
Debbie picks up the socks Leah kicked off from earlier in the evening. She balls them up in her hand, walking slowly over to the head of the couch. Debbie leans over Leah's face, gently stroking the stretched out skin on her exposed underarms. Leah tries to close her arms together, wincing, to no avail.
"Open wide." Debbie commands. Leah turns her head away; as she does, Debbie rakes her fingernails into Leah's hollows, causing her to yelp. The second Leah yelps, Debbie crams Leah's socks into her open mouth, gagging her. Debbie ties a silk scarf around Leah's head, securing her socks in place.
"Nrrrff! Mmmmffff! Yrrrfff bithhh!" Leah tries to scream and protest, but she is nearly silenced by her wool sock-gag.
"Yeah, yeah. I hear that allll of the time!" Debbie cackles, going back to raking and teasing Leah's exposed underarms. Her fingers fluttering gently against the exposed skin around Leah's tank top. Debbie occasionally dips a finger underneath her top, reminding Leah of how exposed she truly is.
"Nphhhhphphphhh! Ahaphhh stahhhphhh!" Leah's muffled laughs are agony to Nico's ears, and glorious to Debbie's.
Nico can barely stand to watch. She closes her eyes, trying to see if she could wake from some kind of horrible nightmare. Instead, she's very much awake and feeling immense empathy for her best friend. She uses every inch of bravery she can muster from her small frame and yells out; "Leave her alone!"
Debbie stops her fluttering fingernails and smiles wide, as if she's been waiting for this. "Oh, you'd like me to stop, hun?" She looks down at Leah, tears forming in her eyes from laughter. "I think, we should ask Leah here what she'd like to do, yeah?" Debbie reaches down, untying Leah's gag, plucking the socks from her mouth.
Leah gasps for air; "You bitch! I swear to g-ahahahah!" Debbie begins tickling Leah's exposed midriff, her fingers now prodding near Leah's bellybutton and down onto her hips.
"You will speak when spoken to... do we have an understanding?" Debbie says to Leah, running her hands up Leah's shirt and tickling just underneath her bouncing breasts.
"O-ohkaahahahayyy!" Leah belts out through her laughter. "Okay- Okay!" She catches her breath as Debbie stops her assault on Leah's torso.
"Very good. Now, Nico wants me to stop tickling you... but, I think that's your decision, don't you?" Debbie says, turning her attention to Nico's socked feet. "If you want me to stop tickling you Leah; ask me to take off Nico's cozy wool socks over there. Ask me to... tickle her feet." Debbie's grin widens on her face... "ask me quickly now. I'm dying to see what you look like with this tank top off. I bet you have incredibly ticklish nipples!"
Leah gasps, her eyes full of fear, darting from Nico's terrified expression and back to Debbie's devious face. As Debbie begins lifting Leah's small tank top upwards, Leah blurts out her decision; "Okay-okay! Take off her socks." Leah sighs deeply, hanging her head in shame.
"Take off her socks... aaand?" Debbie's voice, now taunting Leah as she continues to inch Leah's shirt up her chest.
"And tickle her feet!" Leah can barely say the words, let alone look at her best friend as she dooms her to one of her worst fears. Debbie releases Leah's shirt, gently patting the girl's warm stomach.
"Well, as you wish, Leah." Debbie stands up, turning her attention to the foot of Nico's recliner. "You heard her Nico, time to get these pesky socks off!" Debbie slowly kneels down at the foot of the extended recliner, her hands resting on top of Nico's warm, wool socks.
"When I was listening earlier, I couldn't help but smile as you said you don't take these off around anyone!? Tch, tch." Debbie says in faux disappointment.
"Y-you... d-d-don't have to d-do this!" Nico says, her socked feet quaking under Debbie's hands. "P-please let us go!"
"Ohh honey, now why would I do that?" Her hands now wrap around Nico's trembling socked feet. "Let's start with this lovely little left sock." Debbie grabs the cloth just above the toes of Nico's left foot, gently tugging it upwards, exposing her bare heel. "Oh oh, look at this!" Debbie gently glides her fingernail along the bottom of Nico's smooth heel. Nico would have leapt through the ceiling had she not been restrained to the recliner.
"OOOH! WH-aahah! PLEASE NO!" Nico feels her left sock gliding up her arch now. "NO, PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY SOCKS OFF! ANYTHING, PLEASE!" Nico screams and begs, her cries go unanswered as Debbie stops Nico's sock at the tops of her toes. Debbie hovers her finger over the top of Nico's left, nearly bare foot. With a flick of her fingers, she knocks Nico's sock to the floor. Nico whimpers, her left foot now completely naked and exposed.
"Oh my GOODNESS." Debbie exclaims, her face now inches from Nico's bare left foot; "Look at these soft, absolutely wrinkly soles. My, my Nico. I bet you're SO ticklish on these private little feet of yours." Debbie grins, her fingers begin to inch closer to Nico's exposed left foot.
Debbie stops suddenly, looking up at Nico. "I'll make you a deal, if you tell me to tickle Leah, I'll leave that other sock on for now." Debbie turns her head slowly, locking eyes with Leah. Leah swallows hard with a veneer of bravery.
Nico struggles in her bonds, flexing and hiding her left sole behind her still socked right foot. "I... I'm so sorry Leah. T-tickle her instead, please don't touch my feet." Now it's Nico who hangs her head in shame. Leah stirs in her bondage, a scowl appearing on her face.
"Girl! She has barely TOUCHED you!" Leah says, surprised at her anger towards her friend. She shudders as she sees Debbie stand and begin walking over to the couch.
"Well, well. I think we know what that means don't we Leah?" Debbie reaches back down to the ground, picking up Leah's socks again. "We know how loud you like to be, care to open up that lovely mouth of yours? Or shall I force these back in?"
Leah whimpers, she gives a distressed look over to Nico as she willingly opens her mouth. Debbie taps the socks together with glee; "Aw, thank you, love." She crams Leah's socks back into her mouth, tying them in and gagging her yet again. "Now let's see the rest of this adorable body you have hiding under this little tank top."
Leah lets out a muffled, anguished moan. Debbie pulls Leah's shirt up her body and over Leah's breasts. She makes sure to bring Leah's shirt to the top of her bound elbows, blindfolding Leah with her own shirt. Her upper body, now quivering and completely exposed, shimmers in the firelight of the cabin.
"Mmm, delicious." Debbie coos, as she begins to lightly trace her fingernails along each curve of Leah's now naked, lightly freckled pale torso. Nico lets out a pathetic whine, watching from the recliner, knowing she's doomed Leah to this ticklish punishment.
"These are already standing up soooo nicely for me, excited... are we?" Debbie says as she pinches each of Leah's sensitive nipples between her fingers. Debbie reaches behind her and pulls out a long goose feather. She lightly pinches one of Leah's nipples between her fingertips and begins to saw the feather back and forth over the sensitive skin of Leah's bare nipple.
"Mmmmfff, hmfhmfhahhmmm! Nrrrffff! Mmmmfff!" Leah protests into her own socks, a mixture of laugh and moans coming from her gagged mouth.
"Ohh yes." Debbie relishes each moment as her feather glides up and over both of Leah's nipples now. The feathering continues over to her exposed armpits. As the feather does its work, Debbie’s free hand dances its fingers along Leah's ribcage and under her breasts.
Debbie gropes all over Leah’s thrashing, naked upper body, occasionally mixing her technique between lighter tickling strokes and heavy kneading fingers. Debbie mixes light twists and pinches on Leah’s erect nipples into the tickle torture, always keeping Leah’s helpless body guessing.
Leah laughs and gags, her breath heaves into her mouthful of socks as she is lost in a fit of hysterics. With her own shirt covering her eyes, she can’t see where or how Debbie will tickle her next.
Debbie suddenly stops, removing her hands from Leah’s trembling body. Silent, blind anticipation causes Leah to writhe helplessly, her hips lightly grind into the couch. Her long toes gentle wiggle and spread, as if they are begging to be left alone.
Leah whimpers as she wonders where or when Debbie will strike next. Her nostrils flare as she breathes under her shirt, sensing Debbie leaning in closer. Leah feels Debbie’s warm breath against her ear and neck.
"Now Leah..." Debbie whispers, now beginning to lightly trace the feather in and around Leah's belly button. "If you want this to stop... you're going to have to answer another question for me."
Debbie smiles, looking back over at Nico. "I'm keeping that gag of yours in your mouth, so nod for me if you want me to take off Nico's other sock... so we can really explore both of her bare, tender feet." Debbie grins deviously, she's loving the process of turning two best friends against one another in tickle agony.
Nico violently shakes her head back and forth; "St-stay strong L-Leah... Oh my gosh not my feet, p-please!" Nico begs, not only Debbie, but Leah at the same time. Debbie smiles, looking down to Leah, still blindfolded by her own white tank top.
"What will it be, Leah? Is it time for us to bare Nico's cute little feet over there?" Debbie asks, resting her head on Leah's stomach as she lightly taps Leah's nipple with her feather. "I'm waaaaitng.”
Leah gently nods her head from behind her shirt, mumbling an apology into her sock gag.
"Aaand there it is, delicious." Debbie bites her bottom lip. She pulls Leah's shirt back down onto her body. "You're gonna want to watch this!"
Jumping back to her feet, Debbie walks over and reaches into the duffel bag. She pulls out a shoelace and another silk scarf, dangling them playfully in front of the recliner. "Now Nico, where were we?" Nico's eyes are filled with dread. She tries to pull her feet away and is thwarted by expert knots around her legs and ankles. Her entire body now trembles as Debbie approaches the foot of the recliner.
"N-no, no pleas- MMFF!" Debbie moves quickly, stuffing one of Nico's thick wool socks deep into her mouth as she begins to protest.
"Shhh, no more begging for you." Debbie whispers into Nico's ear as she secures the gag deeper into Nico's mouth with the silk scarf. She looks into Nico's fearful eyes, slowly turning her head to adjust her gaze back down to Nico's socked right foot.
"You won't be needing this." Debbie says as she glides Nico's right sock off in one swift motion, Nico's wide, bare soles rub together, feeling the air of the room. Her soft wrinkles each cast a unique shadow of their own over the landscape Nico's naked feet. The firelight reflects off of her unpainted toenails. Debbie takes Nico's two perfectly round big toes between her fingers as she quickly loops the shoelace to bind them together. Nico giggles into her gag.
"Oh my goodness! These plump little toes of yours are sooo soft." Debbie remarks as she finishes tying Nico's big toes together. "Did I just hear a giggle? Oh, honey. I haven't even begun to tickle your precious little feet yet." Debbie cackles in an almost cartoonishly evil way. She reaches for her feather, only to stop and look back into Nico's wide eyes. "No... I have to feel these soles under my fingertips."
Debbie starts very, very slowly and very, very gently. She hovers her fingers over the arches of Nico's wide soles, making glancing swipes with her fingernails. Nico writhes with anticipatory anguish. Each small stroke of Debbie's nails causing a lightning bolt of energy to shoot through Nico's small frame. The recliner creaks and heaves at the thrashing of Nico's arms and legs against her bondage. Muffled, hysterical laughter fills the room. Debbie wonders for a brief moment if she tied Nico tight enough, only to be reassured when Nico's wild attempts at escape fail miserably.
"These must be the softest, most sensitive feet I've ever touched in my entire life!" Debbie exclaims. The pure joy in her voice makes Leah's skin crawl as she watches her best friend's very private feet explored by this insane tickle mistress. Leah is ashamed she couldn't hold out for poor Nico.
Leah realizes now what Nico meant earlier when she revealed what torture it would be to have her feet touched by anyone, in any way. Especially now, as she watches Debbie hold Nico's bound big toes together. Pressing them backwards, Debbie stretches out the wrinkles on Nico's feet as she rakes her fingernails up and down her exposed bare soles. Nico howls into the socks that once protected her wide little feet.
If the two girls ever get out of here, Leah would not imagine to bother Nico for a pedicure trip ever again.
"MMMMFFF AHAMFFFAAHHFFF! MFFAHAHAFFFFHAFFF! THHFFFFAFFTHH!" Nico's entire body bucks against the recliner. Her toes tied, her arms are restrained securely overhead, her ankles bound tightly to the recliner's base... Nico is utterly helpless as her wrinkly bare soles are raked over and over by Debbie's expert fingers. Debbie's eyes light up with pure excitement.
"Ohh you know what time it is Nico? It's time to play 'this little piggyyyy!'" Debbie smiles as she holds Nico's right big toe in between her thumb and index finger.
"NNNFFFF! AHFFMFFAHFHH! AHAHFFF!" Nico shakes her head back and forth wildly as she trembles in her restraints. Her dark curls now sticking to her forehead from sweat.
"Thiiiis little piggy went to market." Nico cackles into her sock gag. "And thiiiis little piggy stayed home." The toes on Nico's feet try to wiggle frantically, but are held tightly in between each of Debbie's tauntingly ticklish grasps; "Thiisss little piggy had roast beef." Tears streak down Nico's cheeks, her muffled laughter turning to anguished grunts into her sock gag; "Thiiisss little piggy had none.... but thiiiis little piggy." Debbie stops at the small toe on Nico's right foot, she waits for what feels like an eternity, before uttering the devastating words Nico knows are coming; "WENT WEE WEE WEE ALL THE WAY HOME AHAHAH!" Debbie laughs along with Nico as she relentlessly terrorizes the tender bottoms of Nico's extraordinarily soft feet. Her dancing fingers finding crevasses in between wrinkles that Nico never knew she had.
Debbie relents, stopping her attack suddenly. Nico's chest heaves as she gasps heavy breathes into her socks. "Oh my goodness, now THAT was fun... let's do this foot now shall we?" Debbie smiles, she slowly wraps her fingers around Nico's left big toe. Nico's head snaps up, her eyes wide as she weakly begs into her gag. It does her no good, Debbie plays 'this little piggy' again on Nico's poor, sensitive toes, ending with a cascade of wiggling fingers onto her wrinkled arches.
Debbie's writhing fingers move up to the base of Nico's toes and down the sides of her soles. They then rake all of the way down to Nico's impossibly soft heels, only to circle back up Nico's soles to her toes. Over and over, again and again.
Nico is broken, her laughter silent, her body tense and drenched in sweat. Debbie stops for a moment, massaging Nico's helpless feet.
"My dear, you have simply the most delicious feet I've ever tickled. It's such an ironic treat that you hide them from everyone... only to be at my mercy tonight." Debbie takes her hands off of Nico's feet for the first time in 30 minutes. Debbie shakes her head in joy and near disbelief. She stands up, now turning to Leah.
"So Leah, I would be far too selfish to keep these precious feet to myself. I'm going to untie you from the couch..." Debbie begins to loosen the ropes securing Leah to the couch, first her ankles, then her wrists.
"Don't get too excited, lady." Debbie says as she presses one hand to Leah's throat. "Make any funny moves and I'll make sure you regret it." She growls, her other hand motioning Leah to move to the end of the recliner where Nico is bound.
Leah nods gently and does as she's instructed. She struggles to stand up and she makes a short hop from the couch to the recliner with her wrists and ankles still bound. She kneels right in front of her friend's bare feet. Over the horizon of Nico's soft toes, she can see such anguish on her best friend's face.
"Leah... show Nico how much you love her. Or... more appropriately, how much you love to hear her laugh!" Debbie cackles again, sending shivers down both girl's spines. "Tickle. Her. Feet. Do it now!"
Leah's bound hands tremble as she brings them up to Nico's trembling feet. The best friends lock eye contact, Leah's eyes filled with guilt, Nico's filled with dread. Leah hesitates, looking back at Debbie.
Debbie lets out a frustrated sigh, she reaches down with her hand, dragging a finger up Leah's exposed soles. Leah jumps and flinches, she turns her attention back to Nico's feet. "Get going, girlie. Make her scream into her socks."
With that command, Leah begins to lightly stroke Nico's helpless bare feet.
"MMFFF LERRFFF NRFFF! AHAFHFFFF! ERRFFEHEHEFFF LERRFF NRFFF!" Nico twists side to side, apparently Leah has a knack for tickling feet, even if she does so unwillingly.
"Oh myyy!" Debbie claps with excitement. "The girl's a natural!" Debbie sits down on the couch Leah was once bound to, now fully enjoying the show. Leah's long, nimble fingers dance randomly along her best friend's soft ticklish feet. Leah whimpers into her sock gag while Nico wails into her own.
"MMFFF LRRERRFFF STRFFF AEEHFFFEHEH!" Nico's breaths grow more labored as Leah continues her reluctant molestation of her best friend's feet.
NNFFAEHFRRFRR! GRRRFFF LRRERRFF STRFFF!" Nico's mixture of laughter is broken up by the occasional cough. Leah can barely stand to continue, but keeps stroking Nico's wrinkled arches hoping, with a twisted sense of mercy perhaps, that Nico may faint from the laughter and Debbie will let them go.
"Alright Leah, enough is enough!" Debbie says in jest as she gets up from the couch and grabs Leah's bound wrists. "You're driving your little friend here absolutely insane!" Debbie pats Leah on the head. "Good girl, you really have untapped potential as a tickler, I'll have to remember that!" Debbie says as Leah hangs her head in shame, quietly weeping into her sock gag.
Nico, completely spent from having her feet touched in ways she could only imagine in her worst nightmares, looks down her bound body at Leah with a tinge of anger and betrayal. She throws her head back against the recliner in frustration and exhaustion.
"Now Nico, no need to be sour, Leah was, after all, doing as she was told." Debbie says as she practically skips over to the dining room table. Debbie drags a chair behind her and sets it up in front of the fireplace. She points at Leah; "Sit, my dear." Leah stands, hopping over to the chair, still bound hand and foot. Debbie grabs a footrest from behind the couch, placing it only about a foot away from the fireplace. "Your feet, here." She demands of Leah.
Debbie binds Leah's wrists over her head and to the back of the chair. Leah's ankles are leashed to the footrest. Leah feels the warmth of the fireplace licking her bare feet, just enough to remind her of the building heat, but not enough to burn her. As Leah tries to adjust to these new sensations, she sees Debbie begin to slide the recliner Nico is bound to over to the fireplace, positioning Nico's feet about the same distance from the flames.
"Now ladies, this has been a BLAST!" Debbie says, gently caressing the side of the women's faces with her fingers; "But I am all worked up! Sooo, I need to have a little time to myself. In the meantime... you two keep each other warm now." Debbie giggles deviously, clearly enjoying this predicament. "I'd un-gag you, but something tells me your conversations might not be very productive after all you've put each other through!" The tied and gagged best friends look into each other's eyes, wild and with agonizing desperation.
"You know, I think you two should use this time to quietly reflect about how the warmth of this fireplace is going to make your soles all the more sensitive... for when I return..." Debbie whispers the last few words between the bound women's ears. She adds another few logs to the fire, walking behind them. The girls hear a rustling of the duffel bag again. Debbie returns with a small, oval bottle.
Debbie kneels between the helpless duo's bound bare feet as she pours oil into her palms from out of the bottle. Leah grunts and Nico giggles as Debbie takes her time to rub the oil into each inch of their naked soles and toes. The girls feel enhanced sensations of tingling warmth as beads of oil and sweat begin to mix together and run down their exposed feet. Debbie stands back, relishing the situation as two best friends struggle together against the heat of the fireplace.
"Mmm, delicious. There we go then! This should keep things interesting while I'm out. See you soon girlies, and try not to miss me too much." Debbie winks, laughs, and blows the two bound women a kiss as she exits the cabin, closing the door and locking it behind her.
Now alone again for the first time in hours, Leah and Nico exchange glances of confusion, frustration, and hopelessness. A lot has happened to these two tonight to drive them apart, but there is one thing they definitely share in this moment: Their bound, helpless soles along with their wiggling bare toes... are slowly heating up...
Leah, a 5'6" white woman with freckled, pale white skin tucks her straight, shoulder length blonde hair behind her ear and adjusts her glasses. She looks over to her best friend from the driver seat with her sharp, blue eyes. A dimpled smile spreads across her lightly freckled face; “Wow this is ouuut here, girl. Where did you find this place again?” Leah asks as she turns her car onto a winding dirt and gravel road.
Nico, a 5'1" mixed woman with olive skin, lightly twirls the curls of her long, dark hair around her fingertips, she replies; “I know, hehe! I found it online, this older woman was offering this cabin rental for WAY cheaper than anyone else around here.” Her curious hazel eyes take in the scenery as Leah’s car delves deeper into the woods. After more several miles, the road comes to a dead end. The girl’s weekend getaway cabin rests before them on top of a small hill at the end of the road. The cabin sits in a wooded clearing, surrounded by an entire forest. Leah slows down, coming to a stop and parking her car.
“Yeah, I mean 20 bucks a night during peak fall colors? This lady has got to be out of her mind.” Leah's deep, bubbly and contagious laugh echoes through the trees as she gets out of the car.
“Wow Leah, look!” Nico holds out her phone. “Totally zero signal.” She throws it back into in Leah’s car, closing the door behind her. “Won’t be needing that for a while!” Nico giggles, her laugh is high pitched and sing-songy.
The two girls make their way from the car and up the hill to the cabin. Only a few wooden steps later, the girls reach the front door and enter the code given to them on a small panel underneath the lock. The lock clicks open, Leah's slender hand turns the door nob and the duo crosses the threshold into the small cabin. The entire interior of the cabin is essentially one room; a quaint little living room space. The girl's don't plan on spending much time in one place this weekend, so the small space is a perfect home base.
The room is decorated with a few kitschy knickknacks, on the far wall near the bathroom door, a framed "Live LAUGH Love" sign hangs, slightly crooked. Leah walks over and adjusts it, shaking her head; "Oh boy, not what I'd go with, but to each their own." The two girls giggle as they begin to settle in. Leah kicks off her shoes and removes her brown wool socks, she kicks her slender bare feet up on the coffee table.
“Ah, and our getaway begins." Nico exhales a sigh of relief, bending down to unlace her hiking boots. “Uh, Leah, your feet are resting on something, looks like a note.” Nico smiles as she shakes her head. She removes her boots, choosing to keep her thick, off-white cozy wool socks on.
“Oh, whoops! I didn’t even notice!” Leah says laughing, she picks up the note between her long, nimble toes, using her feet to pass the note into her hands. She begins to read it out loud; “Hey y’all! Thanks for staying at my humble cabin. I’m sure you’ll be tickled to see how cozy this place is… Please feel free to grab any drinks from the fridge, make yourselves at home! - <3 Debbie”
Leah puts the note down, getting up off of the coach. Her bare feet lightly slap the wood floor as she walks over to the fridge. “Well that’s nice of her.” Leah opens the fridge, it’s filled with beer. “Ooh yeah! Want a beer Nico?" She take a moment to read the label; "... Laughing Stocks IPA? Never heard of this brand before." Leah mutters under her breath as she shrugs, closing the fridge.
Nico nods, throwing some logs into the fireplace, using some old magazines and matches to help light it ablaze. Leah hands Nico a beer and the girls plop down onto the couch.
Leah puts her bare feet back up onto the coffee table, looking over to Nico. “Your feet have got to be SO warm after ten hours in that car, girl.” Leah nudges Nico with her elbow. “You gonna kick off those socks and stay a while?” She grins, anticipating Nico’s answer already.
“Leah, you know how I feel about going barefoot.” Nico replies, shoving Leah’s prodding elbow away. “Heck, I sleep in my socks.” Nico pulls at the top of her wool socks, drawing them further up her shins and tighter onto her small, wide feet.
Leah laughs; “Yeah, yeah. You always sit out spa days with me and Becks. One of these days we’re gonna get you to come out with us for a pedicure, girl.” Leah laughs, taking the first sip from her beer bottle.
“Oh my gosh, never!” Nico says, covering her socked feet with her hands. “I know I would make SUCH a scene in there.”
Leah dismisses Nico with a wave of her hand; “Girl, I laugh my head off in there when they start scrubbing my feet, don’t worry about it!” Leah says, rubbing her soft, freshly pedicured bare feet together on the coffee table. Her orange-painted toenails matching the hue of the fire as it begins to roar in the fireplace.
“No Leah it’s not like that, I have to hold back giggles when I walk on blades of grass barefoot sometimes... I would be hysterical." Nico shakes her head, as if she had a bad memory; "Besides, I take really good care of my feet! I don’t need someone else touching them.” Nico smiles, placing her feet up on the coffee table alongside Leah's. Nico playfully shoves Leah’s feet with her own.
“Well I know what to do to you if you ever get on my nerves then, girl!” Leah slowly wiggles her fingers like a spider climbing up a wall, inching them closer to Nico’s socked feet.
“Leah! Don’t even joke about that!” Nico says sternly as she pulls her feet to her chest. “My ex used to tickle me out of nowhere all of the time, seriously... it’s like torture for me.”
Leah pulls her hands back, then places one gently on Nico’s shoulder. “Sorry girl, I’m just messing with ya.” Nico smiles and stretches her legs out, placing her feet onto Leah’s lap.
“All good, you just can’t help yourself, you're such a troll.” Nico giggles as she takes a sip of beer.
The two girls laugh, clinking their bottles together as they continue planning their hike for the next day. After a couple more stories and a few more beers, the girls notice the time. “Alright, it’s getting pretty late.” Leah says, placing her empty beer bottle next to the others on the table next to her feet. “I’m crashing, do you want the couch or the recliner?"
Nico grabs her bag and heads for the tiny bathroom to get changed for bed. “I’ll take the recliner, you’re clearly very comfortable right here.” She says, pinching Leah's big toe. Leah gasps, she lets out half-laugh, half-grunt while pulling her feet off of the table; “H-hey! Ohh, so I can’t touch your feet but you can touch mine? Not fair, Nico.” Leah says as she waves her index finger back and forth. Nico mimics Leah’s wiggling fingers from earlier, sticks her tongue out at her and closes the bathroom door behind her.
While Nico is in the bathroom, Leah decides to change into her pajamas. She takes her shirt and bra off, slipping on a loose white tank top. Leah removes her jeans, replacing them with light blue cotton sleeping shorts. Leah pulls out some sheets from a nearby closet, laying them onto the couch and recliner. She yawns, suddenly struck by an overwhelming malaise; “Man, those beers were so… stro…” As her head hits the pillow on the couch, she passes out cold, her body still not fully under the sheets.
Nico emerges from the bathroom in a her flannel pajamas. A red and black checkered pattern adorns the button-up top with matching bottoms. She’s wearing a new pair of grey wool socks. “Al-alrihht, let’sh get shome rest.” Nico's words slosh together; “Gosh, I am…” The words barely leave Nico’s lips as she tumbles onto the recliner. She's unconscious before her head falls gently onto the padded back rest.
A faint clicking sound emanates from the lock and the front door slowly creaks open. A shadowy figure enters the small cabin from outside wearing a black hoodie and black tights. The figure gently closes the door, locking it behind her. She glides towards the firelight, the light from the flames revealing a curvy, older woman with many deep wrinkles around her eyes.
The fire-lit cabin, quiet for now, is rearranged slightly by this mature woman. She moves smoothly around the room with determination as she pushes the coffee table to the door. She then drags Nico's recliner within a few feet of the couch that Leah is sleeping on. The slumbering best friends are now parallel to one another.
The intruder then gently places a large black duffel bag down onto the ground between the girls. She stops, brushing her red curls from her eyes with her hand... a wicked smile ripples onto her deeply dimpled face.
Leah is still sprawled out on the coach over her sheets. Nico's limp frame passed out on the recliner. The girls are helplessly passed out cold. You see, the beer was quite strong, but also drugged with a mild sedative. Not enough to detect at first, but just enough to incapacitate someone for a while. It turns out "Laughing Stocks IPA" was a custom recipe.
The older woman gets to work. She begins emptying her bag, pulling out lengths of rope along with leather strapped bindings. She wastes little time expertly tying each girl's wrists above their heads, their arms together at the elbows, securing them to their respective furniture. She does with same with each of the girls knees and ankles, fastening their legs to the opposite end of where they rest.
After a brief double-checking of the bonds ensnaring each girl, this older woman stands in the firelight and admires her handy work. She grabs a chair by the small, round dinner table and simply waits in the dimly lit room, lightly humming an old country song.
Several moments pass by, Leah awakens first. She's groggy. As she tries to get up, she slowly comes to the horrifying realization that she is bound to the couch. "W-what the hell?" Leah whispers as she looks up to see her bound wrists and arms. Her eyes follow the ropes down to see her bound legs and ankles, her beautiful bare feet illuminated by the roaring flames of the fireplace. "N-Nico wake up. WAKE UP!" Leah yells.
Nico is slow to stir back to consciousness, but she soon realizes that she too is bound hand and foot to the recliner. Her head swims, she looks down at her feet, with a slight sense of relief realizing she still has her wool socks on, only now the top of her socks have been rolled down to just below the rope that binds her ankles. Both girls struggle fruitlessly against their bonds.
"Help us, s-someone help! HEL-" Nico yells, she is interrupted by a voice that neither of the women recognize. It's an eerily soothing, strong voice of the redheaded older woman sitting at the table behind their heads.
"Such a pleasure that you two finally decided to wake up." The woman says, with almost a purr to her voice.
The girls strain to try and look behind them. "LET US GO!" Leah and Nico protest, nearly in unison. They look to their captor as she moves between them and then back to each other, faces full of panic.
"Well sheesh! Let me introduce myself first. Ladies, my name is Debbie and this is my cabin! I guess you already know that, since you read my little note. I'm so happy you two decided to book a stay here. This is, after all, my favorite week of the year." Debbie's voice is calm, she walks past the girls, her back facing them as she looks out of her cabin's windows.
"W-what do you want with us, we... we don't have any money. We're just out he-here for a hike tomorrow!" Nico says, her voice trembling, her sock-clad feet grinding against one another.
"Oh girlie, I don't need money, why do you think I rent this place for 20 dollars a night? You see, this is my favorite week of the year, not because of the fall colors, no, no. I love this week because every year, on this very week, I rent this cabin out hoping to snag unsuspecting travelers like yourselves... for a little fun!" Debbie has a gleam in her eye as she turns around to face the girls.
"I've been listening to you two all night!" The black-clad woman walks over, revealing a small microphone underneath a decorative wooden squirrel. "Leah, Nico... you two have a special bon..."
"Let. Us. Go. You creep." Leah interrupts, her brow furrowed as she tries to sound brave and focused. She surprises herself, considering how weak and vulnerable she feels, tied up on a couch in her rather skimpy sleepwear.
"Well then! Not sure you're quite in the position to negotiate missy." She mockingly puts her hands above her head, pretending to be bound. Debbie chuckles quietly.
“Anyway, like I was saying, we're gonna have a little fun! Though, I'm afraid you two might be a bit too tired for that hike tomorrow... It's 2am right now, leaving us abouuuut, oh I'd say 5 hours together before that sun rises." She laughs as she stalks over to the foot of the couch. Debbie lightly traces her index finger up the side of Leah's long, slender bare foot, causing her to jump. "... plenty of time for us to get to know each other."
As Leah is about to respond, the words are stolen out of her. Debbie takes her other hand, grabbing Leah's ankle. Debbie quickly flutters her fingers along the base of Leah's toes on her left foot, causing her to bellow out a laugh.
"Eeeheehahaha! W-what ar... are you dooohohoiing ahahah!?" Leah spasms in her bondage. Nico, now frozen with fear, watches helplessly from the recliner.
"Like I said, we're going to have FUN tonight. But..." Debbie pulls her hands off of Leah's bare feet. "You are being SO loud right now. Is she always like this, Nico?" Debbie smiles as she looks over to the horrified face of Nico, her bronze complexion is drained from her face, now a ghostly-white.
Debbie picks up the socks Leah kicked off from earlier in the evening. She balls them up in her hand, walking slowly over to the head of the couch. Debbie leans over Leah's face, gently stroking the stretched out skin on her exposed underarms. Leah tries to close her arms together, wincing, to no avail.
"Open wide." Debbie commands. Leah turns her head away; as she does, Debbie rakes her fingernails into Leah's hollows, causing her to yelp. The second Leah yelps, Debbie crams Leah's socks into her open mouth, gagging her. Debbie ties a silk scarf around Leah's head, securing her socks in place.
"Nrrrff! Mmmmffff! Yrrrfff bithhh!" Leah tries to scream and protest, but she is nearly silenced by her wool sock-gag.
"Yeah, yeah. I hear that allll of the time!" Debbie cackles, going back to raking and teasing Leah's exposed underarms. Her fingers fluttering gently against the exposed skin around Leah's tank top. Debbie occasionally dips a finger underneath her top, reminding Leah of how exposed she truly is.
"Nphhhhphphphhh! Ahaphhh stahhhphhh!" Leah's muffled laughs are agony to Nico's ears, and glorious to Debbie's.
Nico can barely stand to watch. She closes her eyes, trying to see if she could wake from some kind of horrible nightmare. Instead, she's very much awake and feeling immense empathy for her best friend. She uses every inch of bravery she can muster from her small frame and yells out; "Leave her alone!"
Debbie stops her fluttering fingernails and smiles wide, as if she's been waiting for this. "Oh, you'd like me to stop, hun?" She looks down at Leah, tears forming in her eyes from laughter. "I think, we should ask Leah here what she'd like to do, yeah?" Debbie reaches down, untying Leah's gag, plucking the socks from her mouth.
Leah gasps for air; "You bitch! I swear to g-ahahahah!" Debbie begins tickling Leah's exposed midriff, her fingers now prodding near Leah's bellybutton and down onto her hips.
"You will speak when spoken to... do we have an understanding?" Debbie says to Leah, running her hands up Leah's shirt and tickling just underneath her bouncing breasts.
"O-ohkaahahahayyy!" Leah belts out through her laughter. "Okay- Okay!" She catches her breath as Debbie stops her assault on Leah's torso.
"Very good. Now, Nico wants me to stop tickling you... but, I think that's your decision, don't you?" Debbie says, turning her attention to Nico's socked feet. "If you want me to stop tickling you Leah; ask me to take off Nico's cozy wool socks over there. Ask me to... tickle her feet." Debbie's grin widens on her face... "ask me quickly now. I'm dying to see what you look like with this tank top off. I bet you have incredibly ticklish nipples!"
Leah gasps, her eyes full of fear, darting from Nico's terrified expression and back to Debbie's devious face. As Debbie begins lifting Leah's small tank top upwards, Leah blurts out her decision; "Okay-okay! Take off her socks." Leah sighs deeply, hanging her head in shame.
"Take off her socks... aaand?" Debbie's voice, now taunting Leah as she continues to inch Leah's shirt up her chest.
"And tickle her feet!" Leah can barely say the words, let alone look at her best friend as she dooms her to one of her worst fears. Debbie releases Leah's shirt, gently patting the girl's warm stomach.
"Well, as you wish, Leah." Debbie stands up, turning her attention to the foot of Nico's recliner. "You heard her Nico, time to get these pesky socks off!" Debbie slowly kneels down at the foot of the extended recliner, her hands resting on top of Nico's warm, wool socks.
"When I was listening earlier, I couldn't help but smile as you said you don't take these off around anyone!? Tch, tch." Debbie says in faux disappointment.
"Y-you... d-d-don't have to d-do this!" Nico says, her socked feet quaking under Debbie's hands. "P-please let us go!"
"Ohh honey, now why would I do that?" Her hands now wrap around Nico's trembling socked feet. "Let's start with this lovely little left sock." Debbie grabs the cloth just above the toes of Nico's left foot, gently tugging it upwards, exposing her bare heel. "Oh oh, look at this!" Debbie gently glides her fingernail along the bottom of Nico's smooth heel. Nico would have leapt through the ceiling had she not been restrained to the recliner.
"OOOH! WH-aahah! PLEASE NO!" Nico feels her left sock gliding up her arch now. "NO, PLEASE DON'T TAKE MY SOCKS OFF! ANYTHING, PLEASE!" Nico screams and begs, her cries go unanswered as Debbie stops Nico's sock at the tops of her toes. Debbie hovers her finger over the top of Nico's left, nearly bare foot. With a flick of her fingers, she knocks Nico's sock to the floor. Nico whimpers, her left foot now completely naked and exposed.
"Oh my GOODNESS." Debbie exclaims, her face now inches from Nico's bare left foot; "Look at these soft, absolutely wrinkly soles. My, my Nico. I bet you're SO ticklish on these private little feet of yours." Debbie grins, her fingers begin to inch closer to Nico's exposed left foot.
Debbie stops suddenly, looking up at Nico. "I'll make you a deal, if you tell me to tickle Leah, I'll leave that other sock on for now." Debbie turns her head slowly, locking eyes with Leah. Leah swallows hard with a veneer of bravery.
Nico struggles in her bonds, flexing and hiding her left sole behind her still socked right foot. "I... I'm so sorry Leah. T-tickle her instead, please don't touch my feet." Now it's Nico who hangs her head in shame. Leah stirs in her bondage, a scowl appearing on her face.
"Girl! She has barely TOUCHED you!" Leah says, surprised at her anger towards her friend. She shudders as she sees Debbie stand and begin walking over to the couch.
"Well, well. I think we know what that means don't we Leah?" Debbie reaches back down to the ground, picking up Leah's socks again. "We know how loud you like to be, care to open up that lovely mouth of yours? Or shall I force these back in?"
Leah whimpers, she gives a distressed look over to Nico as she willingly opens her mouth. Debbie taps the socks together with glee; "Aw, thank you, love." She crams Leah's socks back into her mouth, tying them in and gagging her yet again. "Now let's see the rest of this adorable body you have hiding under this little tank top."
Leah lets out a muffled, anguished moan. Debbie pulls Leah's shirt up her body and over Leah's breasts. She makes sure to bring Leah's shirt to the top of her bound elbows, blindfolding Leah with her own shirt. Her upper body, now quivering and completely exposed, shimmers in the firelight of the cabin.
"Mmm, delicious." Debbie coos, as she begins to lightly trace her fingernails along each curve of Leah's now naked, lightly freckled pale torso. Nico lets out a pathetic whine, watching from the recliner, knowing she's doomed Leah to this ticklish punishment.
"These are already standing up soooo nicely for me, excited... are we?" Debbie says as she pinches each of Leah's sensitive nipples between her fingers. Debbie reaches behind her and pulls out a long goose feather. She lightly pinches one of Leah's nipples between her fingertips and begins to saw the feather back and forth over the sensitive skin of Leah's bare nipple.
"Mmmmfff, hmfhmfhahhmmm! Nrrrffff! Mmmmfff!" Leah protests into her own socks, a mixture of laugh and moans coming from her gagged mouth.
"Ohh yes." Debbie relishes each moment as her feather glides up and over both of Leah's nipples now. The feathering continues over to her exposed armpits. As the feather does its work, Debbie’s free hand dances its fingers along Leah's ribcage and under her breasts.
Debbie gropes all over Leah’s thrashing, naked upper body, occasionally mixing her technique between lighter tickling strokes and heavy kneading fingers. Debbie mixes light twists and pinches on Leah’s erect nipples into the tickle torture, always keeping Leah’s helpless body guessing.
Leah laughs and gags, her breath heaves into her mouthful of socks as she is lost in a fit of hysterics. With her own shirt covering her eyes, she can’t see where or how Debbie will tickle her next.
Debbie suddenly stops, removing her hands from Leah’s trembling body. Silent, blind anticipation causes Leah to writhe helplessly, her hips lightly grind into the couch. Her long toes gentle wiggle and spread, as if they are begging to be left alone.
Leah whimpers as she wonders where or when Debbie will strike next. Her nostrils flare as she breathes under her shirt, sensing Debbie leaning in closer. Leah feels Debbie’s warm breath against her ear and neck.
"Now Leah..." Debbie whispers, now beginning to lightly trace the feather in and around Leah's belly button. "If you want this to stop... you're going to have to answer another question for me."
Debbie smiles, looking back over at Nico. "I'm keeping that gag of yours in your mouth, so nod for me if you want me to take off Nico's other sock... so we can really explore both of her bare, tender feet." Debbie grins deviously, she's loving the process of turning two best friends against one another in tickle agony.
Nico violently shakes her head back and forth; "St-stay strong L-Leah... Oh my gosh not my feet, p-please!" Nico begs, not only Debbie, but Leah at the same time. Debbie smiles, looking down to Leah, still blindfolded by her own white tank top.
"What will it be, Leah? Is it time for us to bare Nico's cute little feet over there?" Debbie asks, resting her head on Leah's stomach as she lightly taps Leah's nipple with her feather. "I'm waaaaitng.”
Leah gently nods her head from behind her shirt, mumbling an apology into her sock gag.
"Aaand there it is, delicious." Debbie bites her bottom lip. She pulls Leah's shirt back down onto her body. "You're gonna want to watch this!"
Jumping back to her feet, Debbie walks over and reaches into the duffel bag. She pulls out a shoelace and another silk scarf, dangling them playfully in front of the recliner. "Now Nico, where were we?" Nico's eyes are filled with dread. She tries to pull her feet away and is thwarted by expert knots around her legs and ankles. Her entire body now trembles as Debbie approaches the foot of the recliner.
"N-no, no pleas- MMFF!" Debbie moves quickly, stuffing one of Nico's thick wool socks deep into her mouth as she begins to protest.
"Shhh, no more begging for you." Debbie whispers into Nico's ear as she secures the gag deeper into Nico's mouth with the silk scarf. She looks into Nico's fearful eyes, slowly turning her head to adjust her gaze back down to Nico's socked right foot.
"You won't be needing this." Debbie says as she glides Nico's right sock off in one swift motion, Nico's wide, bare soles rub together, feeling the air of the room. Her soft wrinkles each cast a unique shadow of their own over the landscape Nico's naked feet. The firelight reflects off of her unpainted toenails. Debbie takes Nico's two perfectly round big toes between her fingers as she quickly loops the shoelace to bind them together. Nico giggles into her gag.
"Oh my goodness! These plump little toes of yours are sooo soft." Debbie remarks as she finishes tying Nico's big toes together. "Did I just hear a giggle? Oh, honey. I haven't even begun to tickle your precious little feet yet." Debbie cackles in an almost cartoonishly evil way. She reaches for her feather, only to stop and look back into Nico's wide eyes. "No... I have to feel these soles under my fingertips."
Debbie starts very, very slowly and very, very gently. She hovers her fingers over the arches of Nico's wide soles, making glancing swipes with her fingernails. Nico writhes with anticipatory anguish. Each small stroke of Debbie's nails causing a lightning bolt of energy to shoot through Nico's small frame. The recliner creaks and heaves at the thrashing of Nico's arms and legs against her bondage. Muffled, hysterical laughter fills the room. Debbie wonders for a brief moment if she tied Nico tight enough, only to be reassured when Nico's wild attempts at escape fail miserably.
"These must be the softest, most sensitive feet I've ever touched in my entire life!" Debbie exclaims. The pure joy in her voice makes Leah's skin crawl as she watches her best friend's very private feet explored by this insane tickle mistress. Leah is ashamed she couldn't hold out for poor Nico.
Leah realizes now what Nico meant earlier when she revealed what torture it would be to have her feet touched by anyone, in any way. Especially now, as she watches Debbie hold Nico's bound big toes together. Pressing them backwards, Debbie stretches out the wrinkles on Nico's feet as she rakes her fingernails up and down her exposed bare soles. Nico howls into the socks that once protected her wide little feet.
If the two girls ever get out of here, Leah would not imagine to bother Nico for a pedicure trip ever again.
"MMMMFFF AHAMFFFAAHHFFF! MFFAHAHAFFFFHAFFF! THHFFFFAFFTHH!" Nico's entire body bucks against the recliner. Her toes tied, her arms are restrained securely overhead, her ankles bound tightly to the recliner's base... Nico is utterly helpless as her wrinkly bare soles are raked over and over by Debbie's expert fingers. Debbie's eyes light up with pure excitement.
"Ohh you know what time it is Nico? It's time to play 'this little piggyyyy!'" Debbie smiles as she holds Nico's right big toe in between her thumb and index finger.
"NNNFFFF! AHFFMFFAHFHH! AHAHFFF!" Nico shakes her head back and forth wildly as she trembles in her restraints. Her dark curls now sticking to her forehead from sweat.
"Thiiiis little piggy went to market." Nico cackles into her sock gag. "And thiiiis little piggy stayed home." The toes on Nico's feet try to wiggle frantically, but are held tightly in between each of Debbie's tauntingly ticklish grasps; "Thiisss little piggy had roast beef." Tears streak down Nico's cheeks, her muffled laughter turning to anguished grunts into her sock gag; "Thiiisss little piggy had none.... but thiiiis little piggy." Debbie stops at the small toe on Nico's right foot, she waits for what feels like an eternity, before uttering the devastating words Nico knows are coming; "WENT WEE WEE WEE ALL THE WAY HOME AHAHAH!" Debbie laughs along with Nico as she relentlessly terrorizes the tender bottoms of Nico's extraordinarily soft feet. Her dancing fingers finding crevasses in between wrinkles that Nico never knew she had.
Debbie relents, stopping her attack suddenly. Nico's chest heaves as she gasps heavy breathes into her socks. "Oh my goodness, now THAT was fun... let's do this foot now shall we?" Debbie smiles, she slowly wraps her fingers around Nico's left big toe. Nico's head snaps up, her eyes wide as she weakly begs into her gag. It does her no good, Debbie plays 'this little piggy' again on Nico's poor, sensitive toes, ending with a cascade of wiggling fingers onto her wrinkled arches.
Debbie's writhing fingers move up to the base of Nico's toes and down the sides of her soles. They then rake all of the way down to Nico's impossibly soft heels, only to circle back up Nico's soles to her toes. Over and over, again and again.
Nico is broken, her laughter silent, her body tense and drenched in sweat. Debbie stops for a moment, massaging Nico's helpless feet.
"My dear, you have simply the most delicious feet I've ever tickled. It's such an ironic treat that you hide them from everyone... only to be at my mercy tonight." Debbie takes her hands off of Nico's feet for the first time in 30 minutes. Debbie shakes her head in joy and near disbelief. She stands up, now turning to Leah.
"So Leah, I would be far too selfish to keep these precious feet to myself. I'm going to untie you from the couch..." Debbie begins to loosen the ropes securing Leah to the couch, first her ankles, then her wrists.
"Don't get too excited, lady." Debbie says as she presses one hand to Leah's throat. "Make any funny moves and I'll make sure you regret it." She growls, her other hand motioning Leah to move to the end of the recliner where Nico is bound.
Leah nods gently and does as she's instructed. She struggles to stand up and she makes a short hop from the couch to the recliner with her wrists and ankles still bound. She kneels right in front of her friend's bare feet. Over the horizon of Nico's soft toes, she can see such anguish on her best friend's face.
"Leah... show Nico how much you love her. Or... more appropriately, how much you love to hear her laugh!" Debbie cackles again, sending shivers down both girl's spines. "Tickle. Her. Feet. Do it now!"
Leah's bound hands tremble as she brings them up to Nico's trembling feet. The best friends lock eye contact, Leah's eyes filled with guilt, Nico's filled with dread. Leah hesitates, looking back at Debbie.
Debbie lets out a frustrated sigh, she reaches down with her hand, dragging a finger up Leah's exposed soles. Leah jumps and flinches, she turns her attention back to Nico's feet. "Get going, girlie. Make her scream into her socks."
With that command, Leah begins to lightly stroke Nico's helpless bare feet.
"MMFFF LERRFFF NRFFF! AHAFHFFFF! ERRFFEHEHEFFF LERRFF NRFFF!" Nico twists side to side, apparently Leah has a knack for tickling feet, even if she does so unwillingly.
"Oh myyy!" Debbie claps with excitement. "The girl's a natural!" Debbie sits down on the couch Leah was once bound to, now fully enjoying the show. Leah's long, nimble fingers dance randomly along her best friend's soft ticklish feet. Leah whimpers into her sock gag while Nico wails into her own.
"MMFFF LRRERRFFF STRFFF AEEHFFFEHEH!" Nico's breaths grow more labored as Leah continues her reluctant molestation of her best friend's feet.
NNFFAEHFRRFRR! GRRRFFF LRRERRFF STRFFF!" Nico's mixture of laughter is broken up by the occasional cough. Leah can barely stand to continue, but keeps stroking Nico's wrinkled arches hoping, with a twisted sense of mercy perhaps, that Nico may faint from the laughter and Debbie will let them go.
"Alright Leah, enough is enough!" Debbie says in jest as she gets up from the couch and grabs Leah's bound wrists. "You're driving your little friend here absolutely insane!" Debbie pats Leah on the head. "Good girl, you really have untapped potential as a tickler, I'll have to remember that!" Debbie says as Leah hangs her head in shame, quietly weeping into her sock gag.
Nico, completely spent from having her feet touched in ways she could only imagine in her worst nightmares, looks down her bound body at Leah with a tinge of anger and betrayal. She throws her head back against the recliner in frustration and exhaustion.
"Now Nico, no need to be sour, Leah was, after all, doing as she was told." Debbie says as she practically skips over to the dining room table. Debbie drags a chair behind her and sets it up in front of the fireplace. She points at Leah; "Sit, my dear." Leah stands, hopping over to the chair, still bound hand and foot. Debbie grabs a footrest from behind the couch, placing it only about a foot away from the fireplace. "Your feet, here." She demands of Leah.
Debbie binds Leah's wrists over her head and to the back of the chair. Leah's ankles are leashed to the footrest. Leah feels the warmth of the fireplace licking her bare feet, just enough to remind her of the building heat, but not enough to burn her. As Leah tries to adjust to these new sensations, she sees Debbie begin to slide the recliner Nico is bound to over to the fireplace, positioning Nico's feet about the same distance from the flames.
"Now ladies, this has been a BLAST!" Debbie says, gently caressing the side of the women's faces with her fingers; "But I am all worked up! Sooo, I need to have a little time to myself. In the meantime... you two keep each other warm now." Debbie giggles deviously, clearly enjoying this predicament. "I'd un-gag you, but something tells me your conversations might not be very productive after all you've put each other through!" The tied and gagged best friends look into each other's eyes, wild and with agonizing desperation.
"You know, I think you two should use this time to quietly reflect about how the warmth of this fireplace is going to make your soles all the more sensitive... for when I return..." Debbie whispers the last few words between the bound women's ears. She adds another few logs to the fire, walking behind them. The girls hear a rustling of the duffel bag again. Debbie returns with a small, oval bottle.
Debbie kneels between the helpless duo's bound bare feet as she pours oil into her palms from out of the bottle. Leah grunts and Nico giggles as Debbie takes her time to rub the oil into each inch of their naked soles and toes. The girls feel enhanced sensations of tingling warmth as beads of oil and sweat begin to mix together and run down their exposed feet. Debbie stands back, relishing the situation as two best friends struggle together against the heat of the fireplace.
"Mmm, delicious. There we go then! This should keep things interesting while I'm out. See you soon girlies, and try not to miss me too much." Debbie winks, laughs, and blows the two bound women a kiss as she exits the cabin, closing the door and locking it behind her.
Now alone again for the first time in hours, Leah and Nico exchange glances of confusion, frustration, and hopelessness. A lot has happened to these two tonight to drive them apart, but there is one thing they definitely share in this moment: Their bound, helpless soles along with their wiggling bare toes... are slowly heating up...
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