Since my ex and I had been to that antique shop some years ago with the old "sawing a woman in half" box there, I couldn't quite get it out of my head, I had to go back and see it again. Maybe even with the hopes of someone climbing inside again to "demonstrate".
It was a Saturday afternoon, I had finished what I had going on that day, so I made the drive, very excited the whole trip, but not expecting much, heck I didn't even know if that same vendor had his space with the box still.
Upon arriving it looked like they remodeled, I didn't recognize much, even the employees were new. I started to make my rounds exploring all the stations, and odds and ends. Lots of cool stuff - but no box in sight. Bummer I thought as I reminisced about how I lived out a fantasy in this very building. I wonder if anyone remembers me I thought? Just then a worker approached me if I need any direction, I replied no thanks - just looking around I haven't been here in a few years I like this place. They said "Oh cool! well be sure to check out our new downstairs addition! The whole floor has about 50 new vendors, the stairs are right over that way."
I thanked them and headed for the stairs. As soon as I hit the floor a pair a suntan pantyhose legs caught my eye, and I was extremely excited at this point. She was a middle aged blonde woman, maybe late 40's, thin, and pretty good looking! She was with 2 other woman, who clearly had come from an office setting or some professional attired situation. I wandered in and out of the sections, trying to catch glimpses of her legs in those pantyhose, they were so hot. The other 2 woman were wearing dress slacks, but all in heels. They all very well could've had nylons on too!
We all roamed the place a bit when I saw it. The box. I couldn't believe my eyes! Before I could even make it over there the 3 woman had beat me to it and were looking at his stuff, they started pointing at the box laughing and talking about something, but I couldn't really hear them. But what I did hear as I was sort hiding in the background trying to not look obvious was the vendor, as he overheard woman at his both he came walking quickly towards them from across the room almost as if he had caught his prey! I watched as I stalked these cougars, hoping I could see someone lose their shoes today.
I got closer still sort of hiding in another both keeping a close eye on the situation. He asked them if they needed help or had questions, when one of the woman asked if the box was ever used and how the trick was really done she always wanted to know! I hoped this man would have some sense and... He did! He said "well why doesn't your friend (the one in hose - he knew what he was doing!)here volunteer to hop inside for a quick
demonstration? Then I can show you for your own eyes to see! I couldn't believe this sort of thing was unfolding all these years later here AGAIN with a sexy woman in pantyhose! Like how?!
The 2 friends said "Ok, yeah Shelly, climb inside and give us a demo! C'mon, we got you lunch, you owe us at least this, it'll be fun!"
The woman seemed reluctant but shortly agreed and put down her purse. the man set up a step stool for her and she climbed up, and slowly got inside. It appeared that he had padded it nicely inside making it super plush and cozy, I wondered if this prop was here merely fort his purpose! convincing woman in nylons to hop in for a demo, and then bam! He secured the lid down, and actually locked it! He added locks! Wow, this was so insane, I couldn't believe it. Once she was all locked in the woman stood by watching waiting for the demonstration, when I looked at the stairs and noticed a group of burly men entering the floor, maybe 4 or 5 of them. They seemed sort of dorky/strange like they either had their own booths there or were just really into antique collecting.
The man started explaining the routine of the trick as if he had performed it himself for decades to the women. He got the 2 blades that separated the box and set them on top the box, he sort of skipped a bit and then he said it - "would one of you ladies please remove her shoes" each friend plucked a shoe off each foot and when I tell you her feet were stunning, I mean they were pretttty looking feet, i could see her dark red toenails wiggling already, and she had an anklet on and I wan to say a toe ring on her second toe of her right foot I think. he continued explaining "the magician would often do this to prove to the audience that the assistants feet are indeed real, and sometimes would tickle their feet to show it!" One woman took that hint instantly and began spidering her long nails on the poor woman's left sole. The man stood there watching as the other woman followed suit and slowly raked her nails along her right foot in a very sexy sensual way, almost trying to please her! the woman in the box shrieked, and giggled like a little girl, she had the cutest little laugh, it was infectious, and I could tell this was going to last, I finally made my way past the booth, and showed an interest as I stopped to watch the action.
Her small suntan hosed feet wiggled madly and the toes were now scrunched down tight trying desperately to hide the ticklish nylon covered irresistible soles that were getting tickle assaulted! she howled away laughing hysterically saying "OK! OK! stop! please!!" The man then came around and saw how precious her feet looked. He then pulled the nylons from her toes letting it quickly snap back in place adding "pantyhose make this so much better!" and took over tickling both feet when the 2 friends showed mercy, saying "Now, Now, ladies, not so fast, we must really prove these are the real feet, here let me show you how the pros do it!" the 2 friends just laughed and watched as their friends feet got totally tickle tortured by this strange antique dealer who clearly had a very passionate skill for "proving the feet are real"
I stood nearby just watching the feet flail under the ticklish attack, I was so aroused I'm sure my erection was visible at this point, but I couldn't walk! Not yet... And I'm glad i didn't, because that's when the group of oddball guys came approaching, they definitely heard the commotion, and saw what was happening and needed to come see for themselves.
The 2 woman actually began asking the man to stop saying "Ok, I think we get it, the feet are really hers, I think it's official, can you let her out now?" The man in a serious tickle craze, almost drooling over the perfect pair of ticklish silken pantyhosed feet right beneath his fingertips was not listening! I think I almost came at this point, until the real fun started...
When the man tickling the sexy feet saw his fellow comrades he quickly asked for their help still sticking with the whole magician line of "the demonstration" The men now helping suddenly were a blur around her feet and I couldn't see them anymore, just the backs of the guys slouched over - all 4 of them!! the laughter, and shouting now coming from the woman trapped inside instantly became filled with panic, and desperation, and manic laughter, god only knows how the guys were handling those trapped ticklish sexy nylon feet, they probably hadn't had their hands on feet that nice ever, or maybe they had! Maybe this "routine" was a regular thing, I was beginning to think so myself.
The friends of the poor woman being tickled to death on her pantyhose feet were now trying to pry the men away from her, and angrily saying "This has gone far enough, would you guys stop already?!" This was enough for me, I ran past the box getting one last look at the tickled woman's face from outside the box as she was crying with laughter - she was pretty though for sure. i darted up the stairs, ran to the bathroom, locked the door and erupted within seconds, I then nervously left.
I wonder how long they tickled her for even after what seemed like a half hour? i wonder how many more employees are in on his "demonstration routine"?
I can't wait to go back next weekend. : )
It was a Saturday afternoon, I had finished what I had going on that day, so I made the drive, very excited the whole trip, but not expecting much, heck I didn't even know if that same vendor had his space with the box still.
Upon arriving it looked like they remodeled, I didn't recognize much, even the employees were new. I started to make my rounds exploring all the stations, and odds and ends. Lots of cool stuff - but no box in sight. Bummer I thought as I reminisced about how I lived out a fantasy in this very building. I wonder if anyone remembers me I thought? Just then a worker approached me if I need any direction, I replied no thanks - just looking around I haven't been here in a few years I like this place. They said "Oh cool! well be sure to check out our new downstairs addition! The whole floor has about 50 new vendors, the stairs are right over that way."
I thanked them and headed for the stairs. As soon as I hit the floor a pair a suntan pantyhose legs caught my eye, and I was extremely excited at this point. She was a middle aged blonde woman, maybe late 40's, thin, and pretty good looking! She was with 2 other woman, who clearly had come from an office setting or some professional attired situation. I wandered in and out of the sections, trying to catch glimpses of her legs in those pantyhose, they were so hot. The other 2 woman were wearing dress slacks, but all in heels. They all very well could've had nylons on too!
We all roamed the place a bit when I saw it. The box. I couldn't believe my eyes! Before I could even make it over there the 3 woman had beat me to it and were looking at his stuff, they started pointing at the box laughing and talking about something, but I couldn't really hear them. But what I did hear as I was sort hiding in the background trying to not look obvious was the vendor, as he overheard woman at his both he came walking quickly towards them from across the room almost as if he had caught his prey! I watched as I stalked these cougars, hoping I could see someone lose their shoes today.
I got closer still sort of hiding in another both keeping a close eye on the situation. He asked them if they needed help or had questions, when one of the woman asked if the box was ever used and how the trick was really done she always wanted to know! I hoped this man would have some sense and... He did! He said "well why doesn't your friend (the one in hose - he knew what he was doing!)here volunteer to hop inside for a quick
demonstration? Then I can show you for your own eyes to see! I couldn't believe this sort of thing was unfolding all these years later here AGAIN with a sexy woman in pantyhose! Like how?!
The 2 friends said "Ok, yeah Shelly, climb inside and give us a demo! C'mon, we got you lunch, you owe us at least this, it'll be fun!"
The woman seemed reluctant but shortly agreed and put down her purse. the man set up a step stool for her and she climbed up, and slowly got inside. It appeared that he had padded it nicely inside making it super plush and cozy, I wondered if this prop was here merely fort his purpose! convincing woman in nylons to hop in for a demo, and then bam! He secured the lid down, and actually locked it! He added locks! Wow, this was so insane, I couldn't believe it. Once she was all locked in the woman stood by watching waiting for the demonstration, when I looked at the stairs and noticed a group of burly men entering the floor, maybe 4 or 5 of them. They seemed sort of dorky/strange like they either had their own booths there or were just really into antique collecting.
The man started explaining the routine of the trick as if he had performed it himself for decades to the women. He got the 2 blades that separated the box and set them on top the box, he sort of skipped a bit and then he said it - "would one of you ladies please remove her shoes" each friend plucked a shoe off each foot and when I tell you her feet were stunning, I mean they were pretttty looking feet, i could see her dark red toenails wiggling already, and she had an anklet on and I wan to say a toe ring on her second toe of her right foot I think. he continued explaining "the magician would often do this to prove to the audience that the assistants feet are indeed real, and sometimes would tickle their feet to show it!" One woman took that hint instantly and began spidering her long nails on the poor woman's left sole. The man stood there watching as the other woman followed suit and slowly raked her nails along her right foot in a very sexy sensual way, almost trying to please her! the woman in the box shrieked, and giggled like a little girl, she had the cutest little laugh, it was infectious, and I could tell this was going to last, I finally made my way past the booth, and showed an interest as I stopped to watch the action.
Her small suntan hosed feet wiggled madly and the toes were now scrunched down tight trying desperately to hide the ticklish nylon covered irresistible soles that were getting tickle assaulted! she howled away laughing hysterically saying "OK! OK! stop! please!!" The man then came around and saw how precious her feet looked. He then pulled the nylons from her toes letting it quickly snap back in place adding "pantyhose make this so much better!" and took over tickling both feet when the 2 friends showed mercy, saying "Now, Now, ladies, not so fast, we must really prove these are the real feet, here let me show you how the pros do it!" the 2 friends just laughed and watched as their friends feet got totally tickle tortured by this strange antique dealer who clearly had a very passionate skill for "proving the feet are real"
I stood nearby just watching the feet flail under the ticklish attack, I was so aroused I'm sure my erection was visible at this point, but I couldn't walk! Not yet... And I'm glad i didn't, because that's when the group of oddball guys came approaching, they definitely heard the commotion, and saw what was happening and needed to come see for themselves.
The 2 woman actually began asking the man to stop saying "Ok, I think we get it, the feet are really hers, I think it's official, can you let her out now?" The man in a serious tickle craze, almost drooling over the perfect pair of ticklish silken pantyhosed feet right beneath his fingertips was not listening! I think I almost came at this point, until the real fun started...
When the man tickling the sexy feet saw his fellow comrades he quickly asked for their help still sticking with the whole magician line of "the demonstration" The men now helping suddenly were a blur around her feet and I couldn't see them anymore, just the backs of the guys slouched over - all 4 of them!! the laughter, and shouting now coming from the woman trapped inside instantly became filled with panic, and desperation, and manic laughter, god only knows how the guys were handling those trapped ticklish sexy nylon feet, they probably hadn't had their hands on feet that nice ever, or maybe they had! Maybe this "routine" was a regular thing, I was beginning to think so myself.
The friends of the poor woman being tickled to death on her pantyhose feet were now trying to pry the men away from her, and angrily saying "This has gone far enough, would you guys stop already?!" This was enough for me, I ran past the box getting one last look at the tickled woman's face from outside the box as she was crying with laughter - she was pretty though for sure. i darted up the stairs, ran to the bathroom, locked the door and erupted within seconds, I then nervously left.
I wonder how long they tickled her for even after what seemed like a half hour? i wonder how many more employees are in on his "demonstration routine"?
I can't wait to go back next weekend. : )
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