Before class began I spoke to Mr. Morgan!
"Sir after class can I have a word with you in the office, a private one as college will be done for the day and need to speak with you Sir!"
"Yes right Jarvis but my wife away I'm looking forward to time alone without her and the kids just chilling!" said the handsome 6' 33 yr old and my guessing exactly what he planned to be doing but that would be changing! I smiled and eagerly waited for class to end and in the office he asked me what the problem was!
"Well Sir I know about you and the Principal's daughter Carlyn, I've seen you with her Sir and first thought I might be wrong but I'm not Sir and been following you Sir, so the meetings in the French restaurant 'Le Boucher de Mange' downtown and then the evening meetings in the backstreet hotel in Queens, downmarket for you Sir but not somewhere expected you being and have photographic proof Sir and perhaps intending meeting her tonight but that won't be happening Sir!"
"Look Jarvis this is blackmail, what do you want, it's a serious offence you know that but what is it you want, payment I guess so how much within reason!"
"Sir no cash payment required but we both know your job and marriage both on the line if word gets out and you play things my way Sir and my lips are sealed as in my own interest they be so but you do as told, you got that Sir?"
Mr. Morgan nodded looking mystified asking me what I wanted from him and kept him guessing but gave hints he couldn't fathom out! "Nice shoes Sir, weejun loafers and what size Sir, guessing about 11's?" "No Jarvis 12's though what that's got to do with things?" "Just curious Sir so let's go to your home where we'll be alone but best txt Carlyn if you've planned to meet?" "Jarvis we haven't she's away with her mother for the week but why would I invite you home with me?" "Er you have no choice Sir is the answer if you want my silence now let's go!"
Soon in his car I staring at his feet on the pedals so he saw me and looked mystified as I winked seeing it unnerving him! "Great shoes Sir, like the style, always wearing them in class except under your desk sliding them off to cool stinky, sweaty feet I suppose, I'm very observant Sir!" "Okay Jarvis what's all this about my shoes, you want my shoes is that it?" "No, no Sir, just drive Sir!" I liked being in control and soon we were in his home and sat in the lounge where he asked me what I wanted? My holdall beside me I told him blatantly "Control Sir, complete control, you do as I say or the consequences will be costly as I've said as with no job and marriage over, your future at stake and the current economic climate not easy to secure employment and particularly fooling around with your Boss's daughter at least 14 yrs younger than you, not good Sir, not good at all!"
"What control, what do you mean Jarvis?" "Sir; strip off to your briefs and socks, the black nylon ones you favour wearing and seen today no different!" "What, what?" he yelled. "Sir don't shout but get you clothes off now!" He had no choice and knew it and soon stood before me in boxers and socks and on my instructions had no alternative than to do as told so with my own bondage equipment in my holdall he lay secured to his marital bed and blindfold and gagged!
"You saying my able to have your shoes Sir but can tell you now it's not your shoes I'm intetested in having Sir, it's what was inside them both Sir; your feet, they're irresistible Sir in those smooth black nylon socks you choose to wear to college and already know you have very ticklish feet don't you Sir! I pay attention in class Sir and history a favourite subject Sir!
Clearly very frightened I told him there would be no pain to endure as such though depending how senstive he was and reminded him of the history lesson a few months back when he'd spoken of punishments thoughout history which had included how one style involved the victims feet being covered with salt and brine and a goat's tongue set to work over them delivering tickling torture which was often hellish and he saying he'd not have been able to stand it happening to him!
"So Sir, I like to call you Sir as it adds to the embarrassment and humiliation, you telling me these feet a size 12's and Mmmm they smell awesome Sir, really raunchy and now able to study them close up so see quite a high arch and long toes and nicely shaped Sir, I best tell you I'm a foot fiend Sir so why I noted yours under your desk and changed desk with Reynolds to sit at the front, closer to them but now Sir, now as close to them as I've ideally wanted to be! Perfect soles clearly visible through your black thin nylon socks and their aroma to die for Sir Mmmm! Flex them Sir, where are you going? You're not going anywhere Sir!" I taunted as his socked toes wiggled in futile fashion as he yelled muffled protests, no doubt swearing but told him his sounds unintelligible and falling on deaf ears so to conserve his energy!
"They smell amazing Sir; moist, musky and hot! Feet as I like them and reckon will be insanely ticklish in your thin nylon socks and much more so bare, we'll have to experiment and see what tickles most!" I teased and then ran the tip of a finger across his righ sole as he immediately flinched so did the same with his left sole and a similar reaction from him!
"Oh fuck Sir your feet are ticklish, just one finger along these socked soles from heels to toes; up n' down and up n' down, love your instant reactions Sir, even muffled can hear you laughing, it tickle, tickle, tickles doesn't it Sir, feel this and that yes just under these toes, that's a hot spot isn't it, wiggle those toes Sir, come on wiggle them, good Sir, that's it, let's add more fingers that's better, yes tickle, tickle tickle, it's unbearable right Sir!
I smiled as he tried to pull his feet away from my sadistic finger assault running them up n' down both socked soles and making comments which one was the more ticklish as he tried to fight back the laughter and my saying "Coochie Coo Coochie Coochie Coo not helping him as his feet flexed desperately to escape my relentless fingers as I deeply inhaled the scent from his socks. In seconds an uncontrollable giggle. "MmphhHAHAHA!" from him so I stopped the tickles to register his reaction and then resumed stroking his socked soles from heels to toes! "Heeeee, heeeee, heeeeee, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" responses even muffled were music to my ears! I knew his being so embarrassed at my liking his sweaty socked feet and told him so with new revelations!
"Mmmm right Sir so from tonight we're going to have similar sessions at least one night a week in a downtown hotel immediately after college so your feet hot n' sweaty as I like them and so you keep seeing Carlyn and a win win situation as marriage safe and your job and these feet, your feet; my feet that's the deal as they're intoxicating and positively addictive and will become a habit with me and right now socks still on Sir so what a treat they'll be bare, unwrapped by me so who says Christmas only comes once a year!"
I savored Mr. Morgan's foot smell, pressing my nose against his toes as he shook his head from side to side as I licked them gently and sucked his toes through his socks and the feel of his warm feet was amazing, soles and toes moist with his sweat and mixed with my saliva as I licked the length of both socked soles and simultaneously danced my fingers over them delivering tortuous tickles all over his ultra-sensitive feet and my gentle strokes then becoming more serious tickling which resulted in going in for the kill!
Driving him hysterical as he squirmed wildly on the bed but then resuming gentle strokes telling him he was my ticklish puppet on a string and I his puppet Master and indulging in more licks of his socked toes and the taste of their salty sweat and nibbled them which he hated, it really got to him! My saying I loving getting intimate and sensual with his feet I guess not helping the alpha male type straight guy to deal with what was happening and the ticklish, licklish predicament he was in! Mr. Morgan squirmed more as very slowly I peeled off each sock and rubbed the toes of each newly exposed and so vulnerable foot, squeezing and fondling them not tickling, more humiliatingly being sensual with them and then working my tongue over them, licking the length of each sole from his heels to his delicious ripe toes!
"Mmmm so tasty Sir, got a growing appetite for these so it's going to be a long night, let's lick between these toes Mmmm, every inch of these feet is going to be orally enjoyed by me Sir you can bet on that Sir!" Saying this I skillfully licked in between all of his toes on his right then left foot again and again and nibbled the balls of his feet and grazed his arches with my teeth as he panted heavily in response to my moving my mouth all over his feet!
Then resumed massaging them both so my fingers also slid along his saliva lubed soles as his feet grew more and more hyper-sensitive! I rubbed my face against both bare soles and licked up n' down them up and sucked on his bare toes more and saying the raunchy smell of his sweaty man feet was even better than I'd imagined fantasising about them in class! I alternated licking one foot and then the other and sniffing at his toes and massaging his feet reminding him I was in complete control!
"With my fingers and my mouth Sir and two favoured tickle tools I am going to be tickle torturing your feet with no mercy Sir as feet like these deserve to be punished and a ticklish teacher taught a lesson for being such a bad boy Sir and tempting me in my lust for them sliding your socked feet out of your shoes and under your desk wiggling your toes and rubbing your feet on your shoes as sweaty feeling a itch which I've been so tempted to scatch so with lost time to make up for Sir with your feet and well; I guess Sir; my feet now Sir!"
I found him extremely responsive to the feather using it to stroke in between and under his toes and the quill end across both arches which got to him more than grazing my teeth had done!
"AHHHHHHH, noooooo, he, hee, hee, hee, heeee, heeeee, heeeee, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" he laughed uncontrollably. "Sssssstttttooooppp nottttt thhhhheerrrrreeee HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DONTHAAAHAHAHA PLEEEEAAAASEEEEEEE!" The electric toothbrush though entered a whole new spectrum as it drove him totally berserk!
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,Heeeee, heeeee, heeeeee, hahahahahhahahahhahahha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!! Heeeeee, heeee, heeee, heeee, heeeeeNooooooooooooooooo Plllleeeeaassseeeee sttttttooopppppp!!" Mr. Morgan's frantic ticklish laughter was such a turn on and always is and now 2 months since our arrangement his still hating his feet tickled and lickled but as I have told him, that's his problem, deal with it!
"Glad to hear you laugh Sir, enjoying yourself as I sure am, you feel those revolving bristles Sir rotating all over these size 12's which I'll be drooling over in class and winking at you Sir on the evening or evenings when having made excuses to Mrs. Morgan and cancelling a meeting with Carlyn you'll be keeping me entertained and satisfied, at least your feet will be, no denying that but let's give you a little break and slide thse socks back on before starting again as I'm with you all night Sir, just me, you and your feet Sir!"
"Sir after class can I have a word with you in the office, a private one as college will be done for the day and need to speak with you Sir!"
"Yes right Jarvis but my wife away I'm looking forward to time alone without her and the kids just chilling!" said the handsome 6' 33 yr old and my guessing exactly what he planned to be doing but that would be changing! I smiled and eagerly waited for class to end and in the office he asked me what the problem was!
"Well Sir I know about you and the Principal's daughter Carlyn, I've seen you with her Sir and first thought I might be wrong but I'm not Sir and been following you Sir, so the meetings in the French restaurant 'Le Boucher de Mange' downtown and then the evening meetings in the backstreet hotel in Queens, downmarket for you Sir but not somewhere expected you being and have photographic proof Sir and perhaps intending meeting her tonight but that won't be happening Sir!"
"Look Jarvis this is blackmail, what do you want, it's a serious offence you know that but what is it you want, payment I guess so how much within reason!"
"Sir no cash payment required but we both know your job and marriage both on the line if word gets out and you play things my way Sir and my lips are sealed as in my own interest they be so but you do as told, you got that Sir?"
Mr. Morgan nodded looking mystified asking me what I wanted from him and kept him guessing but gave hints he couldn't fathom out! "Nice shoes Sir, weejun loafers and what size Sir, guessing about 11's?" "No Jarvis 12's though what that's got to do with things?" "Just curious Sir so let's go to your home where we'll be alone but best txt Carlyn if you've planned to meet?" "Jarvis we haven't she's away with her mother for the week but why would I invite you home with me?" "Er you have no choice Sir is the answer if you want my silence now let's go!"
Soon in his car I staring at his feet on the pedals so he saw me and looked mystified as I winked seeing it unnerving him! "Great shoes Sir, like the style, always wearing them in class except under your desk sliding them off to cool stinky, sweaty feet I suppose, I'm very observant Sir!" "Okay Jarvis what's all this about my shoes, you want my shoes is that it?" "No, no Sir, just drive Sir!" I liked being in control and soon we were in his home and sat in the lounge where he asked me what I wanted? My holdall beside me I told him blatantly "Control Sir, complete control, you do as I say or the consequences will be costly as I've said as with no job and marriage over, your future at stake and the current economic climate not easy to secure employment and particularly fooling around with your Boss's daughter at least 14 yrs younger than you, not good Sir, not good at all!"
"What control, what do you mean Jarvis?" "Sir; strip off to your briefs and socks, the black nylon ones you favour wearing and seen today no different!" "What, what?" he yelled. "Sir don't shout but get you clothes off now!" He had no choice and knew it and soon stood before me in boxers and socks and on my instructions had no alternative than to do as told so with my own bondage equipment in my holdall he lay secured to his marital bed and blindfold and gagged!
"You saying my able to have your shoes Sir but can tell you now it's not your shoes I'm intetested in having Sir, it's what was inside them both Sir; your feet, they're irresistible Sir in those smooth black nylon socks you choose to wear to college and already know you have very ticklish feet don't you Sir! I pay attention in class Sir and history a favourite subject Sir!
Clearly very frightened I told him there would be no pain to endure as such though depending how senstive he was and reminded him of the history lesson a few months back when he'd spoken of punishments thoughout history which had included how one style involved the victims feet being covered with salt and brine and a goat's tongue set to work over them delivering tickling torture which was often hellish and he saying he'd not have been able to stand it happening to him!
"So Sir, I like to call you Sir as it adds to the embarrassment and humiliation, you telling me these feet a size 12's and Mmmm they smell awesome Sir, really raunchy and now able to study them close up so see quite a high arch and long toes and nicely shaped Sir, I best tell you I'm a foot fiend Sir so why I noted yours under your desk and changed desk with Reynolds to sit at the front, closer to them but now Sir, now as close to them as I've ideally wanted to be! Perfect soles clearly visible through your black thin nylon socks and their aroma to die for Sir Mmmm! Flex them Sir, where are you going? You're not going anywhere Sir!" I taunted as his socked toes wiggled in futile fashion as he yelled muffled protests, no doubt swearing but told him his sounds unintelligible and falling on deaf ears so to conserve his energy!
"They smell amazing Sir; moist, musky and hot! Feet as I like them and reckon will be insanely ticklish in your thin nylon socks and much more so bare, we'll have to experiment and see what tickles most!" I teased and then ran the tip of a finger across his righ sole as he immediately flinched so did the same with his left sole and a similar reaction from him!
"Oh fuck Sir your feet are ticklish, just one finger along these socked soles from heels to toes; up n' down and up n' down, love your instant reactions Sir, even muffled can hear you laughing, it tickle, tickle, tickles doesn't it Sir, feel this and that yes just under these toes, that's a hot spot isn't it, wiggle those toes Sir, come on wiggle them, good Sir, that's it, let's add more fingers that's better, yes tickle, tickle tickle, it's unbearable right Sir!
I smiled as he tried to pull his feet away from my sadistic finger assault running them up n' down both socked soles and making comments which one was the more ticklish as he tried to fight back the laughter and my saying "Coochie Coo Coochie Coochie Coo not helping him as his feet flexed desperately to escape my relentless fingers as I deeply inhaled the scent from his socks. In seconds an uncontrollable giggle. "MmphhHAHAHA!" from him so I stopped the tickles to register his reaction and then resumed stroking his socked soles from heels to toes! "Heeeee, heeeee, heeeeee, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" responses even muffled were music to my ears! I knew his being so embarrassed at my liking his sweaty socked feet and told him so with new revelations!
"Mmmm right Sir so from tonight we're going to have similar sessions at least one night a week in a downtown hotel immediately after college so your feet hot n' sweaty as I like them and so you keep seeing Carlyn and a win win situation as marriage safe and your job and these feet, your feet; my feet that's the deal as they're intoxicating and positively addictive and will become a habit with me and right now socks still on Sir so what a treat they'll be bare, unwrapped by me so who says Christmas only comes once a year!"
I savored Mr. Morgan's foot smell, pressing my nose against his toes as he shook his head from side to side as I licked them gently and sucked his toes through his socks and the feel of his warm feet was amazing, soles and toes moist with his sweat and mixed with my saliva as I licked the length of both socked soles and simultaneously danced my fingers over them delivering tortuous tickles all over his ultra-sensitive feet and my gentle strokes then becoming more serious tickling which resulted in going in for the kill!
Driving him hysterical as he squirmed wildly on the bed but then resuming gentle strokes telling him he was my ticklish puppet on a string and I his puppet Master and indulging in more licks of his socked toes and the taste of their salty sweat and nibbled them which he hated, it really got to him! My saying I loving getting intimate and sensual with his feet I guess not helping the alpha male type straight guy to deal with what was happening and the ticklish, licklish predicament he was in! Mr. Morgan squirmed more as very slowly I peeled off each sock and rubbed the toes of each newly exposed and so vulnerable foot, squeezing and fondling them not tickling, more humiliatingly being sensual with them and then working my tongue over them, licking the length of each sole from his heels to his delicious ripe toes!
"Mmmm so tasty Sir, got a growing appetite for these so it's going to be a long night, let's lick between these toes Mmmm, every inch of these feet is going to be orally enjoyed by me Sir you can bet on that Sir!" Saying this I skillfully licked in between all of his toes on his right then left foot again and again and nibbled the balls of his feet and grazed his arches with my teeth as he panted heavily in response to my moving my mouth all over his feet!
Then resumed massaging them both so my fingers also slid along his saliva lubed soles as his feet grew more and more hyper-sensitive! I rubbed my face against both bare soles and licked up n' down them up and sucked on his bare toes more and saying the raunchy smell of his sweaty man feet was even better than I'd imagined fantasising about them in class! I alternated licking one foot and then the other and sniffing at his toes and massaging his feet reminding him I was in complete control!
"With my fingers and my mouth Sir and two favoured tickle tools I am going to be tickle torturing your feet with no mercy Sir as feet like these deserve to be punished and a ticklish teacher taught a lesson for being such a bad boy Sir and tempting me in my lust for them sliding your socked feet out of your shoes and under your desk wiggling your toes and rubbing your feet on your shoes as sweaty feeling a itch which I've been so tempted to scatch so with lost time to make up for Sir with your feet and well; I guess Sir; my feet now Sir!"
I found him extremely responsive to the feather using it to stroke in between and under his toes and the quill end across both arches which got to him more than grazing my teeth had done!
"AHHHHHHH, noooooo, he, hee, hee, hee, heeee, heeeee, heeeee, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!" he laughed uncontrollably. "Sssssstttttooooppp nottttt thhhhheerrrrreeee HAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! DONTHAAAHAHAHA PLEEEEAAAASEEEEEEE!" The electric toothbrush though entered a whole new spectrum as it drove him totally berserk!
"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,Heeeee, heeeee, heeeeee, hahahahahhahahahhahahha ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!!! Heeeeee, heeee, heeee, heeee, heeeeeNooooooooooooooooo Plllleeeeaassseeeee sttttttooopppppp!!" Mr. Morgan's frantic ticklish laughter was such a turn on and always is and now 2 months since our arrangement his still hating his feet tickled and lickled but as I have told him, that's his problem, deal with it!
"Glad to hear you laugh Sir, enjoying yourself as I sure am, you feel those revolving bristles Sir rotating all over these size 12's which I'll be drooling over in class and winking at you Sir on the evening or evenings when having made excuses to Mrs. Morgan and cancelling a meeting with Carlyn you'll be keeping me entertained and satisfied, at least your feet will be, no denying that but let's give you a little break and slide thse socks back on before starting again as I'm with you all night Sir, just me, you and your feet Sir!"
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