Kidnapped m/f; f/m (Adult)
The following is an account of an evening that happened earlier this year in the Sanctum at New York's Pandora's Box. The acts that take place within it are all true, though the narrative is fictionalised for the sake of the story and the roleplay we were acting out. The lady in question is not a domme, but a very, very special friend of mine and the sexiest and most beautiful person I know.
Her feet are the holy grail of feet in that they are A) perfect, in every way B) ticklish C) she loves to have them tickled D) it turns her on to have them tickled. It really does not get any better.
It does contain scenes of a sexual nature for those of you who are put off by such things. It is posted with her consent. It was without a doubt the best sexual experience of my life. She is truly an amazing person and I'm blessed to know her. Enjoy!
I walked in and they'd left her blindfolded with the music playing, the lights down. She'd been there for at least a few hours and still she looked hot. Her shoes were incredible, 8 inch spikes. A shoe man's dream. Dipped into those were legs coated in flesh coloured stockings that was fringed with a short little skirt and a businesswoman's jacket, the kind worn by women like her who don't need to do business to be rich. I could tell the boys had left her alone as they'd promised because her make-up was perfect.
Even in a dungeon and tied with her arms above her head, she still projected attitude. 'Who is this?' she said, hearing my footsteps getting close to her.
'Hello Lady Kat' I said, circling her. 'My name's Jay and I'll be your kidnapper for this evening.'
Her baby-face pouted. 'You know who I am?' she said, talking to me like she probably spoke to her maid.
'Oh I know who you are' I replied. 'I've been watching you for some time'.
I stroked her face.
'Get off of me,' she spat, though I didn't think there was much force behind her words. Her husband's attentions tended to be on his money and crack *****s so I'm guessing the touch wasn't actually unwelcome.
'Oh that's not nice. I can do what I like to you and I think you'll grow to appreciate it.' She didn't have a reply to that.
I walked around to face her and ran my fingers through her hair. She asked what I was doing. I replied with a kiss on her neck and I felt her shiver lightly. Her breath on my cheek was sweet.
I let my hand trace a line under her jacket and was pleased to find that she was wearing no bra, her breasts felt warm to my touch . I brushed her breast and gave her nipple a little tweak. She bit her lip.
'We seem to have had a little blonde moment, don't we Lady Kat?'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean that if you can't be bothered to wear your bra, then I don't think we should let you wear a skirt.' I unzipped it and pulled it around her curvy beautiful waist, letting it fall to her feet. Her black panties stood out against her silky white skin and I felt myself get a little hard.
'You better leave me alone, or I'll have my husband have you killed.'
'Such attitude for one who isn't in a position to have attitude. I think we need some attitude adjustment,' I said. She looked nervous for the first time.
I unbuckled her hands from the cross bar.
'Take off your jacket' I said. I was fairly surprised when she did as she was told. Without the protection of her business suit she looked more vulnerable, obviously felt more vulnerable, but with her amazing body exposed, she actually had more power over me.
Letting her lean on me, I walked her over to the St. Andrew's cross on the wall where I fastened her face first.
'I'm sure that expensive nanny you had when you were young taught you to have better manners than this, so like her I'm going to give you a spanking until you can see that I need to be given more respect'.
'I'm not going to give in to you,' she said, but without much confidence.
'I think you will,' I said, lowering her panties to reveal a beautifully round arse. 'And when you do, then I will allow you to feel sensations that don't have quite such a ...' I suddenly slapped her buttocks. She cried out softly. '...sting in the tale'.
I smiled at her helpless but stunning form.
'So this is what's going to happen, I'm going to spank you until you have had enough. When you have had enough you can say 'I'm sorry Jay.' Then I'll think about letting you go.'
'I'm not going to say sorry to you', she insisted, just before I slapped her lightly again.
I then rubbed her buttocks and slapped, rubbed her buttocks and slapped. Each time she cried out as though I'd gently entered her. It was obviously somewhere between pleasure and pain. Her type had obviously never been treated like this - but I bet she was sorry that it was the case.'
About ten slaps down the line she caved. 'I'm sorry Jay,' she whimpered. 'Please don't spank me anymore.'
'Are you going to behave?' I asked.
'Yes, I'll do what you want, just please don't spank me'.
I considered having one last slap, but it seemed unfair and she did seem broken.
'OK then, well now we can start having some fun together.' I unbuckled her and took her across the room to the rack. She leaned into me and I put my hand around her waist. With the blindfold on she couldn't conceive of trying anything. She knew I had a gun too, though she was yet to see it.
A few minutes later she was tied face down on the rack. her arms buckled above her head and to the side, her feet buckled apart still wearing her stockings, her shoes and her panties. I was feeling particularly lustful.
'So I have a question for you',
'What's that?' She was far more pliable now.
'Are you ticklish?'
'How do you mean?'
I spidered my fingers along her sides and she moved slightly, but no major reaction. I kept going and moved my fingers into the hollow of her armpits. Then she moved and laughed. I'd hit a spot.
'No, what are you doing?'' She said with the most wonderful girlish laugh.
'I'm having fun with you'
I played my fingers all around her armpits and over the outside of her breasts whilst she bucked and grinded against me in fits and screams of laughter. I did it for a while and then let her have a break. The glimpse of her waxed pussy showing through the crotch of her panties has got me distracted and I wasn't feeling so torturous. I lay on top of her and began kissing her back, slowly working my way around the small of her back and up to her neck. I could sense her breathing deepening and there was no resistance to my lustful advances. I brushed her long golden hair away from the back of her neck and kissed her there too. She pushed herself against me and turned her head, not away from me but to me. She was definitely beginning to enjoy herself more. I was being really quite hospitable.
Still, I held back, we had all night and I didn't want to rush things. I went to the far end of the room to where my toys were and came back with a makeup brush. Sitting by her heavenly rump, I brushed both of her cheeks and worked it towards her inner thighs. She giggled softly, but I wasn't really intending to tickle madly, just titillate. It was working as when I brushed it over her partly exposed pussy, she grinded and moaned. I knew with her old man, she hadn't seen action in a long time and could only guess how good it felt to be finally touched their by someone else.
'When was the last time you had an orgasm?' I asked, perhaps inappropriately. 'Not in a long, long time' she replied as if it were a perfectly respectable question. I brushed for a little longer, over her back and down her legs a little way. But I felt it was time to add a little power to the proceedings. So I went back to the tool kit and came back with some battery-powered toothbrushes.
With her blindfold still on, it was easy to tease her with these, the whining noise they make is disturbing if you are half naked and helpless. I clicked on one and then the other and let her ask what it was without answering.
Then I applied one to her buttocks and let it slide all over. Again she wriggled, no major reaction, but that was OK as I had reasons for these vibrating implements.
I applied the back of one toothbrush to her pussy and switched it on. It was clearly ticklish but also felt good and she kind of half giggled and half moaned and rotated her hips slightly which only pushed the toothbrush further into her. I let her feel the vibrations around her pussy, buttocks and thighs as she writhed helplessly and then I switched them off without warning and put them down between her legs. I was hungry to see more of her gorgeous body.
I pulled her stockings down on one leg and kissed down it as I did so, pausing to lick the back of her knees. The bucking and stopped and she moaned softly. I did this with each leg enjoying the feel of her uptown skin against my tongue just as much as she was enjoying me doing it.
I unfastened her and told her to turn over. She did as she was told and I refastened her in place, taking care to fasten her ankles above the lowered stockings - I had plans for those feet. I took a second to gaze at her body. I'm not normally a breast man, but I could definitely get into those. Nicely rounded with a infinitely lickable nipple atop each. I decided to give in to my lust and placed myself above her and kissed her neck and chest, taking care to lick slowly around each nipple and giving each a little bite. My thighs grinded into hers, and I knew she could feel I was rock hard, but didn't care. I decided it didn't seem fair that she was the only one semi-undressed so I removed my clothes to my boxers and lay back on top of her. The feel of her pampered skin against my body was in-fucking-credible. Her husband didn't know what he was missing.
So as she didn't get to comfortable, I recommenced tickling her. Lightly across her stomach and back into her armpits and enjoyed feeling her sliding against my now semi-naked body. She giggled and bucked as before, but seemed to be enjoying it and there was an air of submission about it. She'd lost the attitude.
I'd held out all I could and now moved to her feet and slowly removed each of her shoes to reveal warm stockinged feet. her red polish stood out through her stockings and the delicacy of her feet contrasted sharply with the harsh wood of the rack. She groaned, knowing what was coming and I traced my fingers over the stocking covered sole of one foot and then the other. She giggled and writhed, but I knew she was enjoying it. her feet were amazing, I could tell even before they were uncovered. Naturally beautiful already, but she obviously had weekly pedicures. I slipped off each stocking slowly to tease her and her toes wriggled as they were exposed to the cool dungeon air. Their smooth whiteness stood out in the dim dungeon light. I couldn't resist lowering my head and sucking each toe. They were warm in my mouth and lightly scented with both cream and her perspiration which you could have bottled and sold, so devilishly sexy it was. She moaned as I let my tongue explore in-between each toe and cover her soles.
The worship finished I moved back to her waist and took the toothbrushes again and let them roam unhindered over her torso, circling around each nipple in a dual attack whilst she giggled and laughed helplessly. Then taking some scissors I snipped her panties at the top of each leg and pulled them away from under her. She tried to pretend it wasn't welcome, but her face let her down. Then I moved down across her belly with the toothbrushes to her pussy and toyed with her there producing both moans and laughter. I could have watched her blindfolded form writhe and buck all night if I wasn't so horny for her. So I stopped. I was very horny for her.
Placing my whole body above her again, I kissed her neck and then asked her:
What would you like to feel on your pussy next, Lady Kat? My tongue or the toothbrushes again? She was still a little breathless and her voice was sexy as hell.
'Your tongue please, Jay.'
I thought as much.
OK, but there's a condition. First you have to kiss me. If I feel that it's a good kiss, then I'll let you feel my tongue, if it's not then it'll be the toothbrushes. You understand?' She nodded.
Rubbing my naked chest against hers, I kissed her. Her mouth opened and we kissed deeply for a long time. She was so ready for me - it was a damn good kiss. Her tongue flickered against mine and she chewed my lip slightly - not bad given that she was yet to see my face. After about five minutes of this I pulled away. And began to kiss down across her chest, lower and lower and I felt her breathing deepen. I kissed for a while above her belt line and saw her legs widen slightly as I moved below it.
Her waxed pussy was beautiful. She had a little square of hair to tease and that was good to toy with for a while before I moved my tongue into her moist little slit and gently licked. Her pussy seemed to respond and widen instantly and she tasted amazing.
'I thought Belgian Cream doughnuts tasted good inside,' I said, 'but this is a whole new level'. She smiled for the first time without me tickling her. I feasted for a while, letting my tongue play around her and softly push a tiny bit inside her and she continued to struggle in a very noncommittal way against her bonds. But I had other plans for making her cum.
I stopped and went to her right arm and released it. She made no attempt to hit me.
'Now what you're going to do is play with yourself whilst I kiss you.' I told her. I'm going to work my way down your body to your feet. If I think you're doing a good job, I will suck your toes, if I don't think you're giving me your all, I will tickle those soles. Understand?'
She did, very well. First I had her suck her own fingers and let her start stroking herself whilst I went back to her breasts and kissed, licked and nibbled my way around them. I crossed her stomach and licked her pierced bellybutton for a little while. To my surprise and utter satisfaction, she asked if she could lick her fingers again. She obviously liked Belgian Cream doughnuts too.
I kissed her hand as she toyed with herself and licked her fingers for her as well. When I got to her feet I sucked on her toes and watched the amazing sight of her playing with herself as she did it. her fingers were partly buried in her pussy and I could tell she was really getting up close with an orgasm. So I sucked and licked a little more on each of her beautifully soft feet and tickled slightly too enjoying her warm toes wriggling against my face. Then I stopped her and smiled as disappointment flashed across her face. Not that she'd be disappointed for long. I restrained her hand again and went back to my bag of tricks and returned with my Hitachi - a foot long, very powerful vibrator. There was no way she was going to resist this, not that she'd want to. I plugged it in and watched smiling as her face looked puzzled as I started it up. Then I applied it to the top of her clit and her back arched in pure pleasure.
'Do remember to say my name when you cum won't you, Lady Kat?' I said. The slow whirring and her moans mixed together and between us we got into a gentle rhythm of her bucking against the Hitachi and me sliding it slowly up and down her clit which was dripping with pleasure. Her breathing quickened and her moans got more and more intense until ...
'Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Jay'
'Do you still want me to release you?' I asked.
'No I only want you'
It seemed like a reasonable compromise. I teased her a little post-orgasm with the vibrator, but then turned it off and lay on top of her again. I decided she should be allowed to see and removed her blindfold.
'Hello Lady Kat' I said and smiled. She said nothing but we kissed deeply for about five minutes. Massive Attack's 'Exchange' came on the radio and we kissed slowly and wordlessly throughout finally letting our roles disappear and our lips do the talking.
After that, I felt I had to give her a break so I released her bonds and said she could have a break. I felt that trust had been gained.
How wrong I was! I stepped across the room to take some of my toys back and with her bare feet I didn't even hear her come up behind me. I should have kept an eye on where I left my gun, but I knew where it was now. It was sticking in my back.
Her arm snaked around my neck pulling me off centre.
'Hey c'mon, I thought we were friends?' I said, genuinely feeling a little wounded and betrayed.
'No we're not,' she whispered in my ear. 'And you have a choice. Either I leave you here tied up and call the police ...'
'Or ...'
'Or you stay here with me and do everything I say.'
Nervously I chose the latter option. Already stripped to my boxers I had little power against a gun so I followed her back to the rack and lay down on it as she commanded. She fastened my hands to where hers had been only a minute before and I watched as she slipped some new clothes on from her bag, a tight fitting dress and some fresh panties. I yearned to see her body again.
'Now' she said, climbing on top of me. 'Let's see who's ticklish now'. She dragged her nails down my sides. I had an answer. It was me - I was ticklish. I laughed out loud and cursed that I'd sent the boys home - there was no one to hear me scream. She worked over my body and I writhed around far more vigorously than she did and I giggled and laughed like a little girl.
'Oh this is fun,' she laughed.
I started to beg, it was unbearable, but she worked down my chest and stopped only to pull my boxers off leaving me naked and then fastened my feet to the rack.
'Not so powerful now are we?' she teased and started to gently tickle the soles of my feet. I screamed, it was unbearable. I couldn't believe just how much the sensations were running through me I laughed and screamed out loud.
'Please, please, please' I begged. She could see in my eyes I meant it and something from before must have melted her heart because she stopped and smiled at me.
Repositioning herself, she sat squarely on top of my semi-erect cock, I could feel the material on her panties pushing down on it and I felt instantly frustrated. Then she pushed her feet into my face and told me to kiss. Kiss I did. It was maddening as I couldn't get erect because of how she was sitting, but with her perfect feet in my face, all the blood was rushing their and I was unable to stop moaning as I sucked and licked at those beautiful toes. They were still soft and warm even though she'd walked over the dungeon floor barefoot.
After a few minutes of this she asked me how I felt.
'Frustrated,' I replied. 'Is that because I've been sitting on your cock while your perverted little mouth sucks at my toes?' she asked.
I nodded, embarrassed. 'Well then, it's probably time you came' she said, matter of factly. She then poured baby oil over my now erect cock and began to slowly, maddeningly slowly, jerk at my cock. Every tug made me want to cum, but every one left me short of a climax. My body began to shake with the anticipation while she laughed at me.
'Do you really want to cum?'
Does the pope wipe his ass with a white rabbit? YES I wanted to cum. I nodded, unable to speak.
'Beg me' she said simply.
I begged - I'd never fitted the word please into a sentence so many times before. She crawled so that she was above me and made me open my mouth before spitting into it.
'You're so fucking pathetic' she told me.
She giggled and moved herself to above my head and let my right hand free as I'd done to her.
'You can do it yourself' an offer I happily accepted though the feel of her hand on my cock couldn't have felt better. She continued to rub her feet over my face as I brought myself closer to ejaculation. I looked up at her after a while and reached back with my hand to lovingly stroke at her now partially hidden pussy. She slapped my hand away but crawled on top of me and with her feet facing backwards, pushed both of her big toes into my mouth.
'Suck on these' she commanded and I felt her spit on my groin and rub it in. I felt helpless with lust. I carried on jerking myself whilst I sucked her toes, her soles pushed up against my nose - the smelt so good and felt so heavenly there. I was getting closer and closer to cumming and she could sense it like a shark smells blood. Just as I got near she leant back and pulled her panties to one side and lowered her pussy on to my face and I let my tongue glide into her. I obviously wasn't the only one who was horny, she was silky with lust.
It was only moments before the scent of her pussy and the feeling overcame me and I climaxed like a dog. My whole body bucking repeatedly against her and I could feel my own cum raining over my stomach. I licked lovingly at her thighs, not wanting the moment to end.
I didn't know what to say and could still barely speak from the exertion. She climbed off me and smiled and slipped off her panties and wiped herself clean with them.
'Well Jay, that was fun, but now I really have to be going'.
'You can't leave!' I nearly screamed.
'Oh I have better things to do than stay here with you.'
'But ...' my words were cut off as she stuffed her panties, still warm and wet into my mouth.
'Now, I don't like goodbyes ... so let's just say, Until next time, Jay.'
And with that she turned around and walked out of the door leaving my chained, naked and covered in my own cum for my men to find the next day.
The following is an account of an evening that happened earlier this year in the Sanctum at New York's Pandora's Box. The acts that take place within it are all true, though the narrative is fictionalised for the sake of the story and the roleplay we were acting out. The lady in question is not a domme, but a very, very special friend of mine and the sexiest and most beautiful person I know.
Her feet are the holy grail of feet in that they are A) perfect, in every way B) ticklish C) she loves to have them tickled D) it turns her on to have them tickled. It really does not get any better.
It does contain scenes of a sexual nature for those of you who are put off by such things. It is posted with her consent. It was without a doubt the best sexual experience of my life. She is truly an amazing person and I'm blessed to know her. Enjoy!
I walked in and they'd left her blindfolded with the music playing, the lights down. She'd been there for at least a few hours and still she looked hot. Her shoes were incredible, 8 inch spikes. A shoe man's dream. Dipped into those were legs coated in flesh coloured stockings that was fringed with a short little skirt and a businesswoman's jacket, the kind worn by women like her who don't need to do business to be rich. I could tell the boys had left her alone as they'd promised because her make-up was perfect.
Even in a dungeon and tied with her arms above her head, she still projected attitude. 'Who is this?' she said, hearing my footsteps getting close to her.
'Hello Lady Kat' I said, circling her. 'My name's Jay and I'll be your kidnapper for this evening.'
Her baby-face pouted. 'You know who I am?' she said, talking to me like she probably spoke to her maid.
'Oh I know who you are' I replied. 'I've been watching you for some time'.
I stroked her face.
'Get off of me,' she spat, though I didn't think there was much force behind her words. Her husband's attentions tended to be on his money and crack *****s so I'm guessing the touch wasn't actually unwelcome.
'Oh that's not nice. I can do what I like to you and I think you'll grow to appreciate it.' She didn't have a reply to that.
I walked around to face her and ran my fingers through her hair. She asked what I was doing. I replied with a kiss on her neck and I felt her shiver lightly. Her breath on my cheek was sweet.
I let my hand trace a line under her jacket and was pleased to find that she was wearing no bra, her breasts felt warm to my touch . I brushed her breast and gave her nipple a little tweak. She bit her lip.
'We seem to have had a little blonde moment, don't we Lady Kat?'
'What do you mean?'
'I mean that if you can't be bothered to wear your bra, then I don't think we should let you wear a skirt.' I unzipped it and pulled it around her curvy beautiful waist, letting it fall to her feet. Her black panties stood out against her silky white skin and I felt myself get a little hard.
'You better leave me alone, or I'll have my husband have you killed.'
'Such attitude for one who isn't in a position to have attitude. I think we need some attitude adjustment,' I said. She looked nervous for the first time.
I unbuckled her hands from the cross bar.
'Take off your jacket' I said. I was fairly surprised when she did as she was told. Without the protection of her business suit she looked more vulnerable, obviously felt more vulnerable, but with her amazing body exposed, she actually had more power over me.
Letting her lean on me, I walked her over to the St. Andrew's cross on the wall where I fastened her face first.
'I'm sure that expensive nanny you had when you were young taught you to have better manners than this, so like her I'm going to give you a spanking until you can see that I need to be given more respect'.
'I'm not going to give in to you,' she said, but without much confidence.
'I think you will,' I said, lowering her panties to reveal a beautifully round arse. 'And when you do, then I will allow you to feel sensations that don't have quite such a ...' I suddenly slapped her buttocks. She cried out softly. '...sting in the tale'.
I smiled at her helpless but stunning form.
'So this is what's going to happen, I'm going to spank you until you have had enough. When you have had enough you can say 'I'm sorry Jay.' Then I'll think about letting you go.'
'I'm not going to say sorry to you', she insisted, just before I slapped her lightly again.
I then rubbed her buttocks and slapped, rubbed her buttocks and slapped. Each time she cried out as though I'd gently entered her. It was obviously somewhere between pleasure and pain. Her type had obviously never been treated like this - but I bet she was sorry that it was the case.'
About ten slaps down the line she caved. 'I'm sorry Jay,' she whimpered. 'Please don't spank me anymore.'
'Are you going to behave?' I asked.
'Yes, I'll do what you want, just please don't spank me'.
I considered having one last slap, but it seemed unfair and she did seem broken.
'OK then, well now we can start having some fun together.' I unbuckled her and took her across the room to the rack. She leaned into me and I put my hand around her waist. With the blindfold on she couldn't conceive of trying anything. She knew I had a gun too, though she was yet to see it.
A few minutes later she was tied face down on the rack. her arms buckled above her head and to the side, her feet buckled apart still wearing her stockings, her shoes and her panties. I was feeling particularly lustful.
'So I have a question for you',
'What's that?' She was far more pliable now.
'Are you ticklish?'
'How do you mean?'
I spidered my fingers along her sides and she moved slightly, but no major reaction. I kept going and moved my fingers into the hollow of her armpits. Then she moved and laughed. I'd hit a spot.
'No, what are you doing?'' She said with the most wonderful girlish laugh.
'I'm having fun with you'
I played my fingers all around her armpits and over the outside of her breasts whilst she bucked and grinded against me in fits and screams of laughter. I did it for a while and then let her have a break. The glimpse of her waxed pussy showing through the crotch of her panties has got me distracted and I wasn't feeling so torturous. I lay on top of her and began kissing her back, slowly working my way around the small of her back and up to her neck. I could sense her breathing deepening and there was no resistance to my lustful advances. I brushed her long golden hair away from the back of her neck and kissed her there too. She pushed herself against me and turned her head, not away from me but to me. She was definitely beginning to enjoy herself more. I was being really quite hospitable.
Still, I held back, we had all night and I didn't want to rush things. I went to the far end of the room to where my toys were and came back with a makeup brush. Sitting by her heavenly rump, I brushed both of her cheeks and worked it towards her inner thighs. She giggled softly, but I wasn't really intending to tickle madly, just titillate. It was working as when I brushed it over her partly exposed pussy, she grinded and moaned. I knew with her old man, she hadn't seen action in a long time and could only guess how good it felt to be finally touched their by someone else.
'When was the last time you had an orgasm?' I asked, perhaps inappropriately. 'Not in a long, long time' she replied as if it were a perfectly respectable question. I brushed for a little longer, over her back and down her legs a little way. But I felt it was time to add a little power to the proceedings. So I went back to the tool kit and came back with some battery-powered toothbrushes.
With her blindfold still on, it was easy to tease her with these, the whining noise they make is disturbing if you are half naked and helpless. I clicked on one and then the other and let her ask what it was without answering.
Then I applied one to her buttocks and let it slide all over. Again she wriggled, no major reaction, but that was OK as I had reasons for these vibrating implements.
I applied the back of one toothbrush to her pussy and switched it on. It was clearly ticklish but also felt good and she kind of half giggled and half moaned and rotated her hips slightly which only pushed the toothbrush further into her. I let her feel the vibrations around her pussy, buttocks and thighs as she writhed helplessly and then I switched them off without warning and put them down between her legs. I was hungry to see more of her gorgeous body.
I pulled her stockings down on one leg and kissed down it as I did so, pausing to lick the back of her knees. The bucking and stopped and she moaned softly. I did this with each leg enjoying the feel of her uptown skin against my tongue just as much as she was enjoying me doing it.
I unfastened her and told her to turn over. She did as she was told and I refastened her in place, taking care to fasten her ankles above the lowered stockings - I had plans for those feet. I took a second to gaze at her body. I'm not normally a breast man, but I could definitely get into those. Nicely rounded with a infinitely lickable nipple atop each. I decided to give in to my lust and placed myself above her and kissed her neck and chest, taking care to lick slowly around each nipple and giving each a little bite. My thighs grinded into hers, and I knew she could feel I was rock hard, but didn't care. I decided it didn't seem fair that she was the only one semi-undressed so I removed my clothes to my boxers and lay back on top of her. The feel of her pampered skin against my body was in-fucking-credible. Her husband didn't know what he was missing.
So as she didn't get to comfortable, I recommenced tickling her. Lightly across her stomach and back into her armpits and enjoyed feeling her sliding against my now semi-naked body. She giggled and bucked as before, but seemed to be enjoying it and there was an air of submission about it. She'd lost the attitude.
I'd held out all I could and now moved to her feet and slowly removed each of her shoes to reveal warm stockinged feet. her red polish stood out through her stockings and the delicacy of her feet contrasted sharply with the harsh wood of the rack. She groaned, knowing what was coming and I traced my fingers over the stocking covered sole of one foot and then the other. She giggled and writhed, but I knew she was enjoying it. her feet were amazing, I could tell even before they were uncovered. Naturally beautiful already, but she obviously had weekly pedicures. I slipped off each stocking slowly to tease her and her toes wriggled as they were exposed to the cool dungeon air. Their smooth whiteness stood out in the dim dungeon light. I couldn't resist lowering my head and sucking each toe. They were warm in my mouth and lightly scented with both cream and her perspiration which you could have bottled and sold, so devilishly sexy it was. She moaned as I let my tongue explore in-between each toe and cover her soles.
The worship finished I moved back to her waist and took the toothbrushes again and let them roam unhindered over her torso, circling around each nipple in a dual attack whilst she giggled and laughed helplessly. Then taking some scissors I snipped her panties at the top of each leg and pulled them away from under her. She tried to pretend it wasn't welcome, but her face let her down. Then I moved down across her belly with the toothbrushes to her pussy and toyed with her there producing both moans and laughter. I could have watched her blindfolded form writhe and buck all night if I wasn't so horny for her. So I stopped. I was very horny for her.
Placing my whole body above her again, I kissed her neck and then asked her:
What would you like to feel on your pussy next, Lady Kat? My tongue or the toothbrushes again? She was still a little breathless and her voice was sexy as hell.
'Your tongue please, Jay.'
I thought as much.
OK, but there's a condition. First you have to kiss me. If I feel that it's a good kiss, then I'll let you feel my tongue, if it's not then it'll be the toothbrushes. You understand?' She nodded.
Rubbing my naked chest against hers, I kissed her. Her mouth opened and we kissed deeply for a long time. She was so ready for me - it was a damn good kiss. Her tongue flickered against mine and she chewed my lip slightly - not bad given that she was yet to see my face. After about five minutes of this I pulled away. And began to kiss down across her chest, lower and lower and I felt her breathing deepen. I kissed for a while above her belt line and saw her legs widen slightly as I moved below it.
Her waxed pussy was beautiful. She had a little square of hair to tease and that was good to toy with for a while before I moved my tongue into her moist little slit and gently licked. Her pussy seemed to respond and widen instantly and she tasted amazing.
'I thought Belgian Cream doughnuts tasted good inside,' I said, 'but this is a whole new level'. She smiled for the first time without me tickling her. I feasted for a while, letting my tongue play around her and softly push a tiny bit inside her and she continued to struggle in a very noncommittal way against her bonds. But I had other plans for making her cum.
I stopped and went to her right arm and released it. She made no attempt to hit me.
'Now what you're going to do is play with yourself whilst I kiss you.' I told her. I'm going to work my way down your body to your feet. If I think you're doing a good job, I will suck your toes, if I don't think you're giving me your all, I will tickle those soles. Understand?'
She did, very well. First I had her suck her own fingers and let her start stroking herself whilst I went back to her breasts and kissed, licked and nibbled my way around them. I crossed her stomach and licked her pierced bellybutton for a little while. To my surprise and utter satisfaction, she asked if she could lick her fingers again. She obviously liked Belgian Cream doughnuts too.
I kissed her hand as she toyed with herself and licked her fingers for her as well. When I got to her feet I sucked on her toes and watched the amazing sight of her playing with herself as she did it. her fingers were partly buried in her pussy and I could tell she was really getting up close with an orgasm. So I sucked and licked a little more on each of her beautifully soft feet and tickled slightly too enjoying her warm toes wriggling against my face. Then I stopped her and smiled as disappointment flashed across her face. Not that she'd be disappointed for long. I restrained her hand again and went back to my bag of tricks and returned with my Hitachi - a foot long, very powerful vibrator. There was no way she was going to resist this, not that she'd want to. I plugged it in and watched smiling as her face looked puzzled as I started it up. Then I applied it to the top of her clit and her back arched in pure pleasure.
'Do remember to say my name when you cum won't you, Lady Kat?' I said. The slow whirring and her moans mixed together and between us we got into a gentle rhythm of her bucking against the Hitachi and me sliding it slowly up and down her clit which was dripping with pleasure. Her breathing quickened and her moans got more and more intense until ...
'Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooh Jay'
'Do you still want me to release you?' I asked.
'No I only want you'
It seemed like a reasonable compromise. I teased her a little post-orgasm with the vibrator, but then turned it off and lay on top of her again. I decided she should be allowed to see and removed her blindfold.
'Hello Lady Kat' I said and smiled. She said nothing but we kissed deeply for about five minutes. Massive Attack's 'Exchange' came on the radio and we kissed slowly and wordlessly throughout finally letting our roles disappear and our lips do the talking.
After that, I felt I had to give her a break so I released her bonds and said she could have a break. I felt that trust had been gained.
How wrong I was! I stepped across the room to take some of my toys back and with her bare feet I didn't even hear her come up behind me. I should have kept an eye on where I left my gun, but I knew where it was now. It was sticking in my back.
Her arm snaked around my neck pulling me off centre.
'Hey c'mon, I thought we were friends?' I said, genuinely feeling a little wounded and betrayed.
'No we're not,' she whispered in my ear. 'And you have a choice. Either I leave you here tied up and call the police ...'
'Or ...'
'Or you stay here with me and do everything I say.'
Nervously I chose the latter option. Already stripped to my boxers I had little power against a gun so I followed her back to the rack and lay down on it as she commanded. She fastened my hands to where hers had been only a minute before and I watched as she slipped some new clothes on from her bag, a tight fitting dress and some fresh panties. I yearned to see her body again.
'Now' she said, climbing on top of me. 'Let's see who's ticklish now'. She dragged her nails down my sides. I had an answer. It was me - I was ticklish. I laughed out loud and cursed that I'd sent the boys home - there was no one to hear me scream. She worked over my body and I writhed around far more vigorously than she did and I giggled and laughed like a little girl.
'Oh this is fun,' she laughed.
I started to beg, it was unbearable, but she worked down my chest and stopped only to pull my boxers off leaving me naked and then fastened my feet to the rack.
'Not so powerful now are we?' she teased and started to gently tickle the soles of my feet. I screamed, it was unbearable. I couldn't believe just how much the sensations were running through me I laughed and screamed out loud.
'Please, please, please' I begged. She could see in my eyes I meant it and something from before must have melted her heart because she stopped and smiled at me.
Repositioning herself, she sat squarely on top of my semi-erect cock, I could feel the material on her panties pushing down on it and I felt instantly frustrated. Then she pushed her feet into my face and told me to kiss. Kiss I did. It was maddening as I couldn't get erect because of how she was sitting, but with her perfect feet in my face, all the blood was rushing their and I was unable to stop moaning as I sucked and licked at those beautiful toes. They were still soft and warm even though she'd walked over the dungeon floor barefoot.
After a few minutes of this she asked me how I felt.
'Frustrated,' I replied. 'Is that because I've been sitting on your cock while your perverted little mouth sucks at my toes?' she asked.
I nodded, embarrassed. 'Well then, it's probably time you came' she said, matter of factly. She then poured baby oil over my now erect cock and began to slowly, maddeningly slowly, jerk at my cock. Every tug made me want to cum, but every one left me short of a climax. My body began to shake with the anticipation while she laughed at me.
'Do you really want to cum?'
Does the pope wipe his ass with a white rabbit? YES I wanted to cum. I nodded, unable to speak.
'Beg me' she said simply.
I begged - I'd never fitted the word please into a sentence so many times before. She crawled so that she was above me and made me open my mouth before spitting into it.
'You're so fucking pathetic' she told me.
She giggled and moved herself to above my head and let my right hand free as I'd done to her.
'You can do it yourself' an offer I happily accepted though the feel of her hand on my cock couldn't have felt better. She continued to rub her feet over my face as I brought myself closer to ejaculation. I looked up at her after a while and reached back with my hand to lovingly stroke at her now partially hidden pussy. She slapped my hand away but crawled on top of me and with her feet facing backwards, pushed both of her big toes into my mouth.
'Suck on these' she commanded and I felt her spit on my groin and rub it in. I felt helpless with lust. I carried on jerking myself whilst I sucked her toes, her soles pushed up against my nose - the smelt so good and felt so heavenly there. I was getting closer and closer to cumming and she could sense it like a shark smells blood. Just as I got near she leant back and pulled her panties to one side and lowered her pussy on to my face and I let my tongue glide into her. I obviously wasn't the only one who was horny, she was silky with lust.
It was only moments before the scent of her pussy and the feeling overcame me and I climaxed like a dog. My whole body bucking repeatedly against her and I could feel my own cum raining over my stomach. I licked lovingly at her thighs, not wanting the moment to end.
I didn't know what to say and could still barely speak from the exertion. She climbed off me and smiled and slipped off her panties and wiped herself clean with them.
'Well Jay, that was fun, but now I really have to be going'.
'You can't leave!' I nearly screamed.
'Oh I have better things to do than stay here with you.'
'But ...' my words were cut off as she stuffed her panties, still warm and wet into my mouth.
'Now, I don't like goodbyes ... so let's just say, Until next time, Jay.'
And with that she turned around and walked out of the door leaving my chained, naked and covered in my own cum for my men to find the next day.
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we will probably be acting out some more of our deepest darkest tickle fantasies. 
