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M/F (Some F/F) Tickle story ~ Interactive (Eventually)
Winter was always her favourite time of year. The snow, combined with the happy atmosphere made Mandy feel happy, a lot happier than she had been in a long time. The day itself couldn’t come soon enough, not because of the presents and the presence of her somewhat annoying family, but the thought of seeing Stephen again. It had been two whole months since she had seen him, too long for two people who were so very in love with each other, she thought to herself. Strange one of the things she missed the must, were his hands, his huge hands that could almost swallow her tiny ones, and make them disappear, she remember the last time he had touched her. His rough touch, gently stroking her warm heavy sides, making her giggle with delight, almost crying as he got lower and lower.
She stopped briefly. All these thoughts made her want to run for cover, for fear of mutant mind readers, or her mother seeing her smile so much over a mysterious reason. Mandy walked slowly to the bed room she was staying in, Inside stood a fairly modern bed, metallic, with slats, perfect for something with Stephen later on, she thought to herself. Changing quickly into her soft pj’s, she then lay on the bed, breathing slowly, closing her eyes. Outside the snow fell, and as her eyes softly closed, she was sure she heard a car pulling up outside…..
Mandy woke with a jolt.
She wasn’t lying comfortably on the bad anymore. Behind her back, he hands were tied pretty tightly with some fine silk rope. Her feet were attached with handcuffs to the bottom of the bed. She didn’t dare speak. His breathing could be heard from the bathroom, he was washing up. She closed her eyes one last time, before opening them and seeing him standing at the bottom of the bed, grinning at her.
She began to move her feet gently, swaying them as much as she could, feeling the soft warm air against them. He reached forward, gently at first.
“You like this don’t you…”
He whispered, watching her back and in fact her whole body flinch as he ran his index finger down the middle of her foot. She grinned softly under the light falling from the candles next to her bed, he had obviously lit.
As she moved again, he began to use his whole hand to play with her small perfect feet, smiling at the smoothness of them, and the soft pearly whites of her nails. He used his finger to wiggle her toes and play in between them. She was laughing, her small tinkling laugh, and the pained expression on her face as she tried to hold it all in, made him want it more.
He began to get more and more wild, both feet, pressing hard against them using the tips of his nails, she was laughing now, uncontrollably. Small tears had begun to form at her eyes, as she still refused to beg him to stop. She was strong, and part of his pleasure was breaking her, making him beg her to stop. It would not be long.
“Stop….”
She gasped in-between the strokes of her hands over her chained soft feet.
“Please…just…Uh”
She started to laugh again, struggling this time, her feet moving so strongly that the cuffs were threatening to break. He stopped. She breathed normally, but deep.
She watched him move further up her body, this time running his hands up her sides, giving her the shivers, her whole body aching and twisting underneath him. She could feel his excitement quite literally against her skin. He began blowing into her ear, laughing at her struggles against the strange sensation running all over her body. He began to run his finger and mouth over her neck.
Mandy cringed slightly away from him, before starting to giggle again warmly, as his tongue played with her neck. She was soon laughing so loudly, he almost had to gag her in fear of waking the others, who by this time were fast asleep in the large house.
“You’re a bad girl Mandy, that’s why this is happening, you know that don’t you...”
She nodded, still laughing, wiggling over his touch.
He let go of her, un doing the cuffs that enclosed her dainty ankles. Her feet rose up to her chest, scared that he may touch her there again, but secretly hoping that he wasn’t finished……
~
So, thats the first part of my tale done. But for the next part, i would love your interaction. What would you like to see Stephen and Mandy involved in next? More bondage, stocks, feathers, animals? I really need inspiration this, if you want to see something, let me know and i will try my best to include it.
(Ps: This story already involves almost all the things i love myself, i need help XD)
<3 and Hugs~ 😎
Winter was always her favourite time of year. The snow, combined with the happy atmosphere made Mandy feel happy, a lot happier than she had been in a long time. The day itself couldn’t come soon enough, not because of the presents and the presence of her somewhat annoying family, but the thought of seeing Stephen again. It had been two whole months since she had seen him, too long for two people who were so very in love with each other, she thought to herself. Strange one of the things she missed the must, were his hands, his huge hands that could almost swallow her tiny ones, and make them disappear, she remember the last time he had touched her. His rough touch, gently stroking her warm heavy sides, making her giggle with delight, almost crying as he got lower and lower.
She stopped briefly. All these thoughts made her want to run for cover, for fear of mutant mind readers, or her mother seeing her smile so much over a mysterious reason. Mandy walked slowly to the bed room she was staying in, Inside stood a fairly modern bed, metallic, with slats, perfect for something with Stephen later on, she thought to herself. Changing quickly into her soft pj’s, she then lay on the bed, breathing slowly, closing her eyes. Outside the snow fell, and as her eyes softly closed, she was sure she heard a car pulling up outside…..
Mandy woke with a jolt.
She wasn’t lying comfortably on the bad anymore. Behind her back, he hands were tied pretty tightly with some fine silk rope. Her feet were attached with handcuffs to the bottom of the bed. She didn’t dare speak. His breathing could be heard from the bathroom, he was washing up. She closed her eyes one last time, before opening them and seeing him standing at the bottom of the bed, grinning at her.
She began to move her feet gently, swaying them as much as she could, feeling the soft warm air against them. He reached forward, gently at first.
“You like this don’t you…”
He whispered, watching her back and in fact her whole body flinch as he ran his index finger down the middle of her foot. She grinned softly under the light falling from the candles next to her bed, he had obviously lit.
As she moved again, he began to use his whole hand to play with her small perfect feet, smiling at the smoothness of them, and the soft pearly whites of her nails. He used his finger to wiggle her toes and play in between them. She was laughing, her small tinkling laugh, and the pained expression on her face as she tried to hold it all in, made him want it more.
He began to get more and more wild, both feet, pressing hard against them using the tips of his nails, she was laughing now, uncontrollably. Small tears had begun to form at her eyes, as she still refused to beg him to stop. She was strong, and part of his pleasure was breaking her, making him beg her to stop. It would not be long.
“Stop….”
She gasped in-between the strokes of her hands over her chained soft feet.
“Please…just…Uh”
She started to laugh again, struggling this time, her feet moving so strongly that the cuffs were threatening to break. He stopped. She breathed normally, but deep.
She watched him move further up her body, this time running his hands up her sides, giving her the shivers, her whole body aching and twisting underneath him. She could feel his excitement quite literally against her skin. He began blowing into her ear, laughing at her struggles against the strange sensation running all over her body. He began to run his finger and mouth over her neck.
Mandy cringed slightly away from him, before starting to giggle again warmly, as his tongue played with her neck. She was soon laughing so loudly, he almost had to gag her in fear of waking the others, who by this time were fast asleep in the large house.
“You’re a bad girl Mandy, that’s why this is happening, you know that don’t you...”
She nodded, still laughing, wiggling over his touch.
He let go of her, un doing the cuffs that enclosed her dainty ankles. Her feet rose up to her chest, scared that he may touch her there again, but secretly hoping that he wasn’t finished……
~
So, thats the first part of my tale done. But for the next part, i would love your interaction. What would you like to see Stephen and Mandy involved in next? More bondage, stocks, feathers, animals? I really need inspiration this, if you want to see something, let me know and i will try my best to include it.
(Ps: This story already involves almost all the things i love myself, i need help XD)
<3 and Hugs~ 😎
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