T was understandably nervous as she quietly slipped into the darkened office. She was an Office Assistant, not some Super-Spy! Why on earth would her bosses pick her, a self-assuming, outwardly modest 30 something brunette to try and copy a competitor's files?
"No one at their company knows who you are!" she was told. "Besides, their offices are completely deserted at night without even a security guard. We know they've been pilfering classified data from us for months but we don't know who is leaking it to them. Now don't worry – we've even got keys to the place and you've all weekend to copy the files we're looking for" she was told.
Softly, so as not to make a sound, she slowly shuffled her size 9 flats across the carpet and felt her way towards the filing cabinet. She almost giggled with the absurdity of it all when she realized how she'd dressed; black silk blouse and loose nylon sweat pants with dark ankle socks and black flats – as if she were some Secret Agent. She had even gone so far as to purchase a very naughty set of black silk underwear for her nighttime excursion.
But she was no stunning beauty from some Hollywood movie; she was a very shy brunette with gold highlights streaked in her curly hair. She had large brown eyes and a very girlish, slightly toothy smile that instantly pleased and captivated anyone who met her. But she always felt self conscious – she thought her pert breasts were too small, her soft tummy too full and her wide hips and buns too large for her 5'9" frame. Yet those that had met her knew her as cute and desirable - alabaster white skin deliciously smooth and sensitive to the slightest touch – and so loving and caring that butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.
Deep inside, however, lay buried a devilishly wicked young woman – seething with an eroticism that would have shocked her friends had she ever let it out. But no, she kept this side of her deeply hidden; daily frustrating herself with a burning desire to be loved so deeply yet having to bury that under her shy, self-effacing demeanor.
Finding the file cabinet she was told would be there, she slowly riffled through the folders of each drawer until she found the one that bore the initials of her company. Nervous with excitement, she sat down at a nearby desk, turned on a very small lamp, and pulled the tiny camera from her pants pocket. An almost sickeningly sweet smell assailed her nostrils as she opened the folder and started photographing each and every page.
"Teeeheheheeeeeee!!!!" she giggled abruptly in a very silly manner and she quickly covered her widening smile with one hand. She started to work on the third page when another silly giggle bubbled across her full lips!
"SXNNNHEHEHEEEEEEE!!!!" she tittered foolishly and once again used her hand to smother her giggling. What was coming over her? She could feel another tremor jiggling in her tummy and another uncontrollable giggle danced up her throat ! She tried to focus her eyes and return to her work but for some reason they kept crossing on her.
"Neeehehehehahahaaaaaaaa!!!!" she burst out girlishly as this outburst was accompanied by a delicious "THRUM!" of excitement deep beneath her belly button!
Dropping the camera, she tried to smother her now uncontrollable laughter with one hand while she held her tummy with the other in an attempt to stop her silly discomposure. Unsuccessful, she giggled and tittered away for another two minutes until her eyes clamped shut and she passed out in a splayed heap across the desk; a foolish grin still pasted across her face.
What may have been hours or days, T found herself adrift in a dreamland of a very erotic nature. Such was her delightful state of mind that she sighed and cooed softly as she slowly roused from her drug induced slumber. Blinking her eyes, she found herself laying completely face down across the desk, her arms at her sides, and her head resting on a small cushion under her right cheek.
But what caused her a moment of shock and concern was when she realized that she was totally unable to move! She could blink her eyes and slightly twitch her hands but her voluntary muscle functions had been completely disabled. She was about to voice her growing fear when she saw a tall figure approach her from the darkness.
Well built and middle-aged, the handsome stranger held a finger to his lips, then pressed it lightly against T's. A tender shiver rippled down her spine as she felt his very soft fingertip press against her lips.
"I.... wha...." she started to stammer.
"Shhhhh!!!!" he cautioned, "...now is not the time for questions. You will not be harmed, but there will come a time soon when you will be providing answers and questions will be very far from your mind." His voice was deep and oddly soothing – only adding to the maelstrom of emotions that were prancing around T's addled mind.
"As you've likely determined, you are quite unable to move. Do not worry, however, as the partial paralysis lasts only a few hours. Despite this, you will be able to very effectively feel my somewhat tender explorations".
A brief thrill of fear and desire shot through T's mind as the stranger left her sight. Unaware of what was to happen next, she gasped with surprise when she felt a tug on her left shoe! She was about to blurt out a question when she felt her right shoe pulled from her foot then heard both of them bounce and thud against the carpeted floor.
"Wha.???" popped from her lips before she could stifle the exclamation when she felt gentle fingers rolling down her ankle socks and exposing her very vulnerable bare soles!
T always thought her bare feet were somewhat ugly and she made great efforts to hide them beneath dark socks and conservative, comfortable loafers. In fact, they were quite pretty - long and narrow, with very high arches, rounded heels, and a slightly wrinkly pale arch.
They were also one of the more sensitive parts of her body and a tinge of fear shot through her brain as she imagined what painful things he could do to them.
"HEHEHEEEEE!!!!! HEY!!!!! HEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" She burst forth with an explosive giggle as she felt a very soft fingertip slowly stroking her upturned bare sole from heel to toe! "STAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!" she laughed – able to slightly wriggle her toes but completely unable to move her foot away from his teasing fingertip!
His tender teasing was more insidious than any pain he might have tried using. T's soft feet were VERY ticklish – and worse ! She loved and hated being tickled! On one hand it reduced her to a completely helpless little girl while on the other it sent shock waves of electric delight shooting up her nerve endings and exploding in her soft tummy!
"NOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAAAEEEEEEE!!!!" she squealed as he tenderly tickled both soles! Her soft buns jiggled and quaked as she laughed and she cursed herself for the erotic feelings that began to take over her mind.
For twenty minutes her captor caressed, tickled, massaged, and tweaked her soft bare feet until she was left gasping for breath – tears of laughter starting to trickle from her large brown eyes. Mercifully, the tender torture stopped; but nothing would stop the smoldering fire that was slowly building in her loins.
She could see him once more and he smiled laciviously at her and pulled her curly long hair away from her neck. Tenderly, he kissed her ear lobe and trailed his tongue slowly down her bare neck.
The helpless brunette nearly swooned as a vibrating shaft of desire shot down her spine and warmly exploded in her tummy. How could he know what kissing and teasing her neck did to her pent up libido? Her rational mind was quickly slipping away from her as she realized his tender torture would let lose that raging beast !
Softly he pulled first one then her other arm upwards until they pointed straight up – as if she'd had her wrists tied to the end of the desktop.
He passed from view once more and she gasped throatily as she wondered where he would tease her next.
"NYAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!" T screamed loudly as his fingers danced up and down her soft sides – wickedly tickling her until she was squealing in helpless laughter! As he tickled, his nimble fingers scooted up her silk blouse and gently peeled down her pants and panties until her entire lower back and the soft round cleavage of her sensitive buns were exposed. Only then did she realize what a skilled and nefarious teaser he really was !
His soft fingertips gently prodded the dimpled hollows below her hips bones which had her cackling hysterically and nearly begging for him to either stop or continue! A low, earthy moan escaped between her weakening laughter as his thumb rubbed small circles around that sensitive button at the base of her spine and caused her now throbbing pussy lips to become slick with the moisture of her rapidly building desire. She was past the point of wondering how he knew every one of her erotic buttons and could only laugh and moan as he made her hips quiver in erotic response.
Gasping for breath in a husky way, T's mind was a maelstrom of emotions as she felt him turn her over onto her back; a small tuft of curly fur showing itself from the top of her pulled down panty line.
Her gasping giggles turned into throaty chuckles as he gently traced his soft fingertips in circles – around and around her exposed tummy and lower abdomen. She squealed when a single fingertip tortured her belly button and she felt his fingers plucking away at the buttons of her blouse.
Within minutes she was helplessly gasping once again – her blouse peeled from her and exposing her frilly silk bra. Thin as it was, however, it did nothing to hide her hardened nipples that were shamelessly on display!
She no longer cared about keeping anything from him as he kissed his way down from her bare underarms, across her soft sides and quivering tummy, and wickedly teased her by planting kisses across her hipbones and lower tummy. Her pants and panties began a slow southward journey as he fiendishly peeled them from her – leaving her naked except for her wispy bra. That too was soon lost and T lay completely helpless and quite nude before her captor.
Tears were streaming down her now red cheeks – but tears of unrequitted desire – an animal like lusting that she had never felt before. Her hard nipples throbbed with every beat of her heart and her puffy bare pussy lips pulsed in time with them.
Moaning shamelessly, she wanted to beg. Only then did she realize how totally evil this handsome man was!
He had peeled off his jumpsuit in the shadows and now stood before her – completely naked and throbbingly hard! In his hand he held a soft, fluffy feather.
He blew her a sensuous kiss, spread her unresisting legs wide apart, and began his most nefarious torture yet!
From top to bottom he gently danced that soft feather – teasing her exposed underarms, circling her hard nipples, twirling around her tummy, and dastardly dancing around and around that curly tuft of fur that sat atop her aching pussy! All the while, his large, stiff manhood danced tantalizingly before her large brown eyes, hypnotic, she giggling and mewling her begging desire for him to complete her journey into heavenly bliss! She would do anything if only she could feel his hardness deep within her!
He saw the raw desire in her eyes and laid the soft feather across her quivering breasts. Gently, he slid her towards the edge of the desk and raised her unresisting legs high into the air. T was beyond shame as her bald wet pussy was now completely vulnerable to his throbbing hardness which was only inches away!
She sobbed with pleasure as he placed the tip between her hungrily inviting lips and slowly inched deeper and deeper into her. She was nearly howling with desire as he buried himself in as far as he could go, fully expecting him to pummel her into blissful oblivion with that monster muscle of his!
But no, he was an interrogator, and a fiendish one at that! Slowly he withdrew until the tip of his cock teased her achingly puffy lips!
T cried in frustration, unable to thrust her hips to pull him back inside! She could only lay there completely helpless as he drove her quite literally mad!
Again he slowly eased himself inside, repeating this torture again and again until she was sobbing and begging to tell him what he wanted to know.
Finally, he picked up the pace and T knew that within moments she would explode in a mind destroying orgasm! Just as she neared the brink, he crossed her ankles and began wickedly tickling her bare soles!
"NOOO!!NAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" she screamed as he denied her an orgasm at just the last minute! She wept her frustration and laughter and her mind finally snapped!
Babbling, laughing, moaning and begging, she told him everything he might want to know and quite a few more things that he didn't. In between each sobbing jag, she begged him to finish her... to push her over the edge, even if it meant her destruction.
Finally, he furiously pistoned himself in and out of his begging love toy and howling like a wild animal, her body was nearly ripped apart by the muscle-wrenching orgasm that possessed her! Again and again he took her to the brink and pushed her over the edge! Her mind could take no more and she slumped into a sweat-sheened unconsciousness.
Nearly an hour later, she awoke to find herself cradled in his lap. Cooing softly, she nuzzled against him and asked if there were any other secrets she could get for him!
He was indeed a wicked interrogator; never once having asked a single question!
"No one at their company knows who you are!" she was told. "Besides, their offices are completely deserted at night without even a security guard. We know they've been pilfering classified data from us for months but we don't know who is leaking it to them. Now don't worry – we've even got keys to the place and you've all weekend to copy the files we're looking for" she was told.
Softly, so as not to make a sound, she slowly shuffled her size 9 flats across the carpet and felt her way towards the filing cabinet. She almost giggled with the absurdity of it all when she realized how she'd dressed; black silk blouse and loose nylon sweat pants with dark ankle socks and black flats – as if she were some Secret Agent. She had even gone so far as to purchase a very naughty set of black silk underwear for her nighttime excursion.
But she was no stunning beauty from some Hollywood movie; she was a very shy brunette with gold highlights streaked in her curly hair. She had large brown eyes and a very girlish, slightly toothy smile that instantly pleased and captivated anyone who met her. But she always felt self conscious – she thought her pert breasts were too small, her soft tummy too full and her wide hips and buns too large for her 5'9" frame. Yet those that had met her knew her as cute and desirable - alabaster white skin deliciously smooth and sensitive to the slightest touch – and so loving and caring that butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.
Deep inside, however, lay buried a devilishly wicked young woman – seething with an eroticism that would have shocked her friends had she ever let it out. But no, she kept this side of her deeply hidden; daily frustrating herself with a burning desire to be loved so deeply yet having to bury that under her shy, self-effacing demeanor.
Finding the file cabinet she was told would be there, she slowly riffled through the folders of each drawer until she found the one that bore the initials of her company. Nervous with excitement, she sat down at a nearby desk, turned on a very small lamp, and pulled the tiny camera from her pants pocket. An almost sickeningly sweet smell assailed her nostrils as she opened the folder and started photographing each and every page.
"Teeeheheheeeeeee!!!!" she giggled abruptly in a very silly manner and she quickly covered her widening smile with one hand. She started to work on the third page when another silly giggle bubbled across her full lips!
"SXNNNHEHEHEEEEEEE!!!!" she tittered foolishly and once again used her hand to smother her giggling. What was coming over her? She could feel another tremor jiggling in her tummy and another uncontrollable giggle danced up her throat ! She tried to focus her eyes and return to her work but for some reason they kept crossing on her.
"Neeehehehehahahaaaaaaaa!!!!" she burst out girlishly as this outburst was accompanied by a delicious "THRUM!" of excitement deep beneath her belly button!
Dropping the camera, she tried to smother her now uncontrollable laughter with one hand while she held her tummy with the other in an attempt to stop her silly discomposure. Unsuccessful, she giggled and tittered away for another two minutes until her eyes clamped shut and she passed out in a splayed heap across the desk; a foolish grin still pasted across her face.
What may have been hours or days, T found herself adrift in a dreamland of a very erotic nature. Such was her delightful state of mind that she sighed and cooed softly as she slowly roused from her drug induced slumber. Blinking her eyes, she found herself laying completely face down across the desk, her arms at her sides, and her head resting on a small cushion under her right cheek.
But what caused her a moment of shock and concern was when she realized that she was totally unable to move! She could blink her eyes and slightly twitch her hands but her voluntary muscle functions had been completely disabled. She was about to voice her growing fear when she saw a tall figure approach her from the darkness.
Well built and middle-aged, the handsome stranger held a finger to his lips, then pressed it lightly against T's. A tender shiver rippled down her spine as she felt his very soft fingertip press against her lips.
"I.... wha...." she started to stammer.
"Shhhhh!!!!" he cautioned, "...now is not the time for questions. You will not be harmed, but there will come a time soon when you will be providing answers and questions will be very far from your mind." His voice was deep and oddly soothing – only adding to the maelstrom of emotions that were prancing around T's addled mind.
"As you've likely determined, you are quite unable to move. Do not worry, however, as the partial paralysis lasts only a few hours. Despite this, you will be able to very effectively feel my somewhat tender explorations".
A brief thrill of fear and desire shot through T's mind as the stranger left her sight. Unaware of what was to happen next, she gasped with surprise when she felt a tug on her left shoe! She was about to blurt out a question when she felt her right shoe pulled from her foot then heard both of them bounce and thud against the carpeted floor.
"Wha.???" popped from her lips before she could stifle the exclamation when she felt gentle fingers rolling down her ankle socks and exposing her very vulnerable bare soles!
T always thought her bare feet were somewhat ugly and she made great efforts to hide them beneath dark socks and conservative, comfortable loafers. In fact, they were quite pretty - long and narrow, with very high arches, rounded heels, and a slightly wrinkly pale arch.
They were also one of the more sensitive parts of her body and a tinge of fear shot through her brain as she imagined what painful things he could do to them.
"HEHEHEEEEE!!!!! HEY!!!!! HEHEHEHEEEEEEEEEE!!!!" She burst forth with an explosive giggle as she felt a very soft fingertip slowly stroking her upturned bare sole from heel to toe! "STAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!" she laughed – able to slightly wriggle her toes but completely unable to move her foot away from his teasing fingertip!
His tender teasing was more insidious than any pain he might have tried using. T's soft feet were VERY ticklish – and worse ! She loved and hated being tickled! On one hand it reduced her to a completely helpless little girl while on the other it sent shock waves of electric delight shooting up her nerve endings and exploding in her soft tummy!
"NOOOHAHAHAHAAAAAAAEEEEEEE!!!!" she squealed as he tenderly tickled both soles! Her soft buns jiggled and quaked as she laughed and she cursed herself for the erotic feelings that began to take over her mind.
For twenty minutes her captor caressed, tickled, massaged, and tweaked her soft bare feet until she was left gasping for breath – tears of laughter starting to trickle from her large brown eyes. Mercifully, the tender torture stopped; but nothing would stop the smoldering fire that was slowly building in her loins.
She could see him once more and he smiled laciviously at her and pulled her curly long hair away from her neck. Tenderly, he kissed her ear lobe and trailed his tongue slowly down her bare neck.
The helpless brunette nearly swooned as a vibrating shaft of desire shot down her spine and warmly exploded in her tummy. How could he know what kissing and teasing her neck did to her pent up libido? Her rational mind was quickly slipping away from her as she realized his tender torture would let lose that raging beast !
Softly he pulled first one then her other arm upwards until they pointed straight up – as if she'd had her wrists tied to the end of the desktop.
He passed from view once more and she gasped throatily as she wondered where he would tease her next.
"NYAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA!!!!!" T screamed loudly as his fingers danced up and down her soft sides – wickedly tickling her until she was squealing in helpless laughter! As he tickled, his nimble fingers scooted up her silk blouse and gently peeled down her pants and panties until her entire lower back and the soft round cleavage of her sensitive buns were exposed. Only then did she realize what a skilled and nefarious teaser he really was !
His soft fingertips gently prodded the dimpled hollows below her hips bones which had her cackling hysterically and nearly begging for him to either stop or continue! A low, earthy moan escaped between her weakening laughter as his thumb rubbed small circles around that sensitive button at the base of her spine and caused her now throbbing pussy lips to become slick with the moisture of her rapidly building desire. She was past the point of wondering how he knew every one of her erotic buttons and could only laugh and moan as he made her hips quiver in erotic response.
Gasping for breath in a husky way, T's mind was a maelstrom of emotions as she felt him turn her over onto her back; a small tuft of curly fur showing itself from the top of her pulled down panty line.
Her gasping giggles turned into throaty chuckles as he gently traced his soft fingertips in circles – around and around her exposed tummy and lower abdomen. She squealed when a single fingertip tortured her belly button and she felt his fingers plucking away at the buttons of her blouse.
Within minutes she was helplessly gasping once again – her blouse peeled from her and exposing her frilly silk bra. Thin as it was, however, it did nothing to hide her hardened nipples that were shamelessly on display!
She no longer cared about keeping anything from him as he kissed his way down from her bare underarms, across her soft sides and quivering tummy, and wickedly teased her by planting kisses across her hipbones and lower tummy. Her pants and panties began a slow southward journey as he fiendishly peeled them from her – leaving her naked except for her wispy bra. That too was soon lost and T lay completely helpless and quite nude before her captor.
Tears were streaming down her now red cheeks – but tears of unrequitted desire – an animal like lusting that she had never felt before. Her hard nipples throbbed with every beat of her heart and her puffy bare pussy lips pulsed in time with them.
Moaning shamelessly, she wanted to beg. Only then did she realize how totally evil this handsome man was!
He had peeled off his jumpsuit in the shadows and now stood before her – completely naked and throbbingly hard! In his hand he held a soft, fluffy feather.
He blew her a sensuous kiss, spread her unresisting legs wide apart, and began his most nefarious torture yet!
From top to bottom he gently danced that soft feather – teasing her exposed underarms, circling her hard nipples, twirling around her tummy, and dastardly dancing around and around that curly tuft of fur that sat atop her aching pussy! All the while, his large, stiff manhood danced tantalizingly before her large brown eyes, hypnotic, she giggling and mewling her begging desire for him to complete her journey into heavenly bliss! She would do anything if only she could feel his hardness deep within her!
He saw the raw desire in her eyes and laid the soft feather across her quivering breasts. Gently, he slid her towards the edge of the desk and raised her unresisting legs high into the air. T was beyond shame as her bald wet pussy was now completely vulnerable to his throbbing hardness which was only inches away!
She sobbed with pleasure as he placed the tip between her hungrily inviting lips and slowly inched deeper and deeper into her. She was nearly howling with desire as he buried himself in as far as he could go, fully expecting him to pummel her into blissful oblivion with that monster muscle of his!
But no, he was an interrogator, and a fiendish one at that! Slowly he withdrew until the tip of his cock teased her achingly puffy lips!
T cried in frustration, unable to thrust her hips to pull him back inside! She could only lay there completely helpless as he drove her quite literally mad!
Again he slowly eased himself inside, repeating this torture again and again until she was sobbing and begging to tell him what he wanted to know.
Finally, he picked up the pace and T knew that within moments she would explode in a mind destroying orgasm! Just as she neared the brink, he crossed her ankles and began wickedly tickling her bare soles!
"NOOO!!NAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!" she screamed as he denied her an orgasm at just the last minute! She wept her frustration and laughter and her mind finally snapped!
Babbling, laughing, moaning and begging, she told him everything he might want to know and quite a few more things that he didn't. In between each sobbing jag, she begged him to finish her... to push her over the edge, even if it meant her destruction.
Finally, he furiously pistoned himself in and out of his begging love toy and howling like a wild animal, her body was nearly ripped apart by the muscle-wrenching orgasm that possessed her! Again and again he took her to the brink and pushed her over the edge! Her mind could take no more and she slumped into a sweat-sheened unconsciousness.
Nearly an hour later, she awoke to find herself cradled in his lap. Cooing softly, she nuzzled against him and asked if there were any other secrets she could get for him!
He was indeed a wicked interrogator; never once having asked a single question!