knismo
2nd Level Red Feather
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- Feb 4, 2005
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This was kinda different. For starters, Kat came to ME.
Kat found my store, and after a long discussion back and forth about bondage, tickle torture, blindfolds, stocks and rope, we managed to arrange a meet. After a "settle the nerves" drink, I led her up to the bed, laid her down, tied her hands together and then to the head of the bed with rope, and locked her ankles into the stocks.
I then put a blindfold on her and then whispered into her ear that her feet were MINE. I was going to drag feathers between her toes, I was going to rake my long nails down her soles, I was going to stretch her foot back so the bottoms of her feet were taut and then I was going to poke, prod, drag, claw and scrape every nerve on them until she couldn't manage to think of her own name.
You could say that put her into the mood. :51:
She spend the next eight minutes in a state of tortured arousal, as the bondage got her moist, but the constant tickling wouldn't allow her to come .. so she just kind of clung there on the edge, half-needing to laugh and the other half desperately wanting some sort of release ... that she never got. Just more and more tickling...
Oh yeah--she certainly got what she asked for! And it's all up at Stuck In The Stocks!
knismo
Stuck In The Stocks!
Kat found my store, and after a long discussion back and forth about bondage, tickle torture, blindfolds, stocks and rope, we managed to arrange a meet. After a "settle the nerves" drink, I led her up to the bed, laid her down, tied her hands together and then to the head of the bed with rope, and locked her ankles into the stocks.
I then put a blindfold on her and then whispered into her ear that her feet were MINE. I was going to drag feathers between her toes, I was going to rake my long nails down her soles, I was going to stretch her foot back so the bottoms of her feet were taut and then I was going to poke, prod, drag, claw and scrape every nerve on them until she couldn't manage to think of her own name.
You could say that put her into the mood. :51:
She spend the next eight minutes in a state of tortured arousal, as the bondage got her moist, but the constant tickling wouldn't allow her to come .. so she just kind of clung there on the edge, half-needing to laugh and the other half desperately wanting some sort of release ... that she never got. Just more and more tickling...
Oh yeah--she certainly got what she asked for! And it's all up at Stuck In The Stocks!
knismo
Stuck In The Stocks!
