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Author’s note: Thank you sincerely for all those who liked the previous chapters or decided to follow me because of this story. For those of you, thank you for your patience. I was truly stuck on this chapter. This is the end of the line for now. I hope to write some new stories soon and who knows when we’ll see the further ticklish adventures of Mike, Emma and Terry.
All characters are at least 18 years old.
Mike Tanner’s head was resting on the car window. He was half-asleep. His brand new loafers were laying under the driver’s seat. He was enjoying the sensation of his bare feet rubbing against each other. They were still uncannily soft from his special pedicure. His visit to Mindy’s parlour seemed forever ago after the ordeal that the girls and him just went through.
He remembered saying goodbye to Bianca, Candy and Carrie. He remembered Emma giving the diminutive Carrie her phone number and whispering something in her ear that made the girl’s cheeks reddened.
Back in the present moment, he looked ahead at Sofia driving the Jeep. From what he could see of her face, she seemed impassive. However, her great hand was firmly engulfing her daughter’s. His sweet Emma was looking proudly at her mother. He found the shared moment between them endearing.
He turned to Terry sitting next to him. She looked exhausted and utterly defeated. She was staring the back of Emma’s seat. He reached out to her hand with his own. When she felt his Mike’s palm on her skin, she snapped out of her stupor and gazed right through him. Her cold brown eyes softened. She let him take hold of her hand and she laid her head on his chest.
- Hold me. She said.
There was no fire, no playfulness in her tone. She needed comfort. The young man cradled her lithe body. He kissed her tenderly on the top of the head. She closed her eyes. She sighed.
*****
Dinner was a delicious homemade chicken pie. Mike and Emma wolfed down a whole pie to themselves. Terry barely ate her slice, quietly thanked Sofia for the meal and sat down on the living room couch. Sofia motioned the others to her.
- Emma honey, would you please do the dishes with me? Mike now would be a good time to shower.
- Yes, mom.
- Sure Sofia, but what about Terry? What happened to her today really bothered her. We should do something about it.
The tall mature woman smiled and gently caressed his jawline.
- Such a good boy. Don’t worry. I know what to do to perk Terry up.
*****
Mike finished brushing his teeth and walked out of the bathroom. The hot water soothed his body and lifted his spirits. As soon a he felt the wooden floor on his bare foot, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and four long fingers fell upon his lips. Sofia Delgado stood before him, a wry smile on her face. Her lips closed the gap to his ear and she whispered into it.
- Follow me quietly please.
He nodded and followed without a word. His heart beat rising as he realized that she was guiding him into the master bedroom. She closed the door behind him.
*****
In the living room, Emma kissed Terry on the neck from behind the couch. Her large hands were caressing the milky skin of her thin arms. Terry smiled briefly.
- Mike’s out of the shower. Mom said that you should go. That it would be good for you.
-If she says it…
*****
Hot water sprayed Terry’s bare back and she let out a loud sigh. Her palms holding her steady to the ceramic wall facing her. She enjoyed the feeling of the water running down her body until it fell into the drain. She realized how desperate she was for warmth and comfort after her brutal ordeal of tickle torture. She had been broken by Andie’s abuse of power. She had turned the beauty of tickle bondage into an ugly thing.
She barely heard a popping sound, but she did feel the brief burst of cold air before she felt two large and delicate hands taking hold of her small and perky breasts. She was being held against a wide torso that she instinctively recognised as Emma’s. She felt the rush of water on her hair as the pulpy lips kissed her collarbone.
- I’m here for you. Let me take care of you. Emma said.
Terry grasped Emma’s hips and moaned. As the left hand continued to caress the breast, the right found its way down her abdomen. Emma kissed her neck, then her shoulder blade. Terry made a sudden about-face and savagely took her lover’s nipple into her mouth. Gnawing on it at first before sucking it for a bit. The vixen raised Emma’s arms over her head. She traced her fingers from the elbows to the waist then she kneeled.
Emma squealed from pleasure.
*****
Mike’s body was taut. His wrists and ankles securely bound with leather cuffs. Connected to an elastic strap that passed through the bars and under the large master bed of the house. He only had a couple of inches of slack in either directions when he pulled.
A long slender size 13 foot was stroking his bare chest. Another was doing the same to his upper arm and neck. As two mighty toes pinched his right nipple, he felt a warm and inviting mouth dig its teeth into the supple flesh of the side of his left foot.
- MhhhMM!
The clear tape wrapped tightly around his head drowned out the teen’s gasps of pleasure. His lips were completely stuck, only parted by a couple of millimetres. The skin on skin contact of her long bare thighs against his chest was maddeningly sensual.
- Such a good boy Mike.
She smelled the tip of his toes, the two big ones tied together with an elastic band. The aroma was light and delicate, akin to a flower. The young man pulled his feet back a little to show off the ball and arch of his pale sole. Sofia smiled. She passed the fingers of her right hand through the hairs of his bare thigh. Her nails were gently grazing the skin. As he felt the exquisite chills, Mike gently squirmed.
- Such inviting soles. They are to die for.
She rubbed her bronzed cheek against them. It was silk against silk. The teen’s feet had become so exponentially sensitive through Sofia and Mindy’s care over the weekend that his flesh could perceive the slight indentation from the scar across the woman’s jawline.
A heavenly tanned foot caressed his taped mouth and rested under his nostrils. He inhaled at the exact moment he felt five razor sharp nails spread over his soles start their descent to his fleshy heels.
- MMMMMPPPHH!!
Ecstasy filled his soul.
*****
Emma was drying her long brown hair with a towel. She was lounging in the nude on the bathroom’s bench. She was looking upon Terry, a large smile on her face. Terry’s bare figure was sitting on the ground. Her chin was resting on one of her knees. She was applying skin care product lovingly onto Emma’s meaty feet. Now done with the right foot, she was kneading the cream into the caramel sole. Emma gently teased Terry’s breast with the toes of her right foot.
- Ya feeling a little cheeky ain’t ya?
- Yes. It’s soft isn’t it.
Terry let out a small moan.
- Yes. It’s soft. As soft as they can be. They went through a lot today to make them the softest, prettiest and tickliest feetsies around. And I love ya for it.
She kissed the tanned top, before moving down to the side and biting amorously into the tender flesh.
- Mmm! I love you.
Emma bit her lip after saying this.
- I love ya too. Always.
*****
The girls left the bathroom holding each other’s hand. Terry was wearing her oversized Mr. Tickle T-shirt barely hiding her black panties. She was enamoured with Emma’s daring choice of wear. An open lavender silk robe and matching panties. That was it. Terry admired her lover’s torso and the barely covered nipples. She gently started to caress her belly and moved up and down the rib cage.
- Would you mind getting me a glass of water? Emma said.
Terry kissed her right between her ample breasts.
- Right on it my darling.
Terry sauntered into the kitchen. She jauntily took the water pitcher from the fridge and filled a glass. She put the pitcher in its proper place and cheekily took a sip from the glass. Bare feet slapping the floor, she exited the kitchen. Confusingly, Emma was not in the hallway. She walked into their bedroom and it was empty.
She put the glass on the nightstand and dug her toes into the carpet. She prowled out of the room, a large grin on her face.
- Where are ya my pretty?
She found nothing in the living room. Just as she was about to go down the stairs, she heard the creak of a door opening. She turned and saw that it was the master bedroom door. Her heartbeat was rising. Her walk to the door was more tentative. Just outside the room, she could just hear the noise of muffled giggles. She took one deep breath and pushed the door open.
She zeroed in on a pair of gorgeous soles. Crossed at the ankles. Playfully waving about. Terry’s vision pulled back to two more pairs of soles. Both bound, one medium sized and pale, the other large and tanned. She finally saw the whole tableau before her. Her beloved Emma and Mike both identically bound and gagged to the bed. They were also wearing black leather blindfolds. She felt sweat forming on her forehead as she admired their nearly naked bodies. Only their most private of parts covered by underwear.
The stunning Sofia, wearing a revealing cherry red bathrobe of the shiniest silk was staring right into her soul. The short robe failed to cover the entirety of her small but firm buttocks. The mature woman was teasing Mike and Emma’s abdomen with her long nails.
- Good evening, Terry. Do you see something that… tickles your fancy?
As she said those last words, she dug her forefingers into both bellybuttons. Mike and Emma’s bodies tensed up as gagged laughter escaped their mouths.
Terry smacked her lips.
- Come on darling, use your words.
Sofia’s nails trailed her bedmates’ rib cages.
- Yes. I do.
- Then, why don’t you come here and play with us?
- Wh… Us?
- Of course dear, I want you to finish the job.
- You… you…
Sofia’s round buttocks slid gently on the smooth bedsheet until she reached the edge of the bed. Her long legs extended. Her feet in the air. Her soles scrunched. Her inviting wrinkles mere inched from Terry’s face.
- Bridge the gap dear. I want to feel your nose deep within the crevices of the ball of my foot.
She did what she was told. She felt her legs turning to jelly but resisted falling to the ground. Terry was enamored by the aroma.
- I want you to listen carefully. You are going to tie me up. You are going to gag me. Just like them. Then, we will be yours to play with for as long as you need.
The long sole slid down the face until the big toe rested upon the thin lips.
There was a beat.
Then Terry let the tiniest bit of the tip of her tongue touch the centre of the toe. Her pupils dilated as the flimsiest taste of Sofia’s flesh overwhelmed her taste buds.
With lightning speed, she grasped Sofia’s calves and pushed her back up the bed until she hit the headboard. Sofia squealed.
Terry saw the set of leather ankle straps laying by the mature woman’s feet for that express purpose and bound them quickly and efficiently. She pulled her back so that her toes rested against the footboard.
She dashed on the bed, bouncing on the other end and strapped Sofia’s wrists. She spotted the roll of clear tape on the nightstand next to Emma and retrieved it.
Sofia looked up to Terry’s towering figure. She was completely submissive to her daughter’s better half. The teen took a moment to breathe and savour the role reversal. With uncanny precision, she wrapped the clear material over Sofia’s head and enclosed the sensual lips. She threw the roll away carelessly. She passed her hand trough Sofia’s long black mane.
- Thank you.
She kissed her taped cheek.
- It’s truly an honour for me to see ya like this, but something’s caught my attention and I’ll be back in a jiffy don’t ya worry.
Terry pounced on her sweet Emma’s body. The bound beauty squealed in surprise. The vixen was straddling her. Her toes were stroking the hem of her panties. She put her lips on Emma’s and sucked the sealed lips into her mouth. She rolled her tongue over the tape.
- Mmmmmpph.
- I’m nothing without ya. You’re so goddamn hot like this. I love seeing your mouth right there. To touch you’re gorgeous lips, but ya can’t talk. You’re my bound, gagged and helpless goddess. I live for ya. I’m gonna worship your body. I’m gonna worship it by tickling it like a goddess deserves. I’ll wreck your soul with all the love in my bones.
Emma was restlessly squirming in anticipation. Stretching her toes back with pleasure. Then she felt it. Terry’s toes were teasing her groin just as her long nails dug into her armpits.
- MMMppHH! YYYMMMMPPHH!
Terry sucked on her lover’s ear with much gusto. Her body was shivering with uncontrollable pleasure as she devoted herself to tickle every nook and cranny of her soft armpits. The frantic caress of the hot air emanating from Emma’s nose were deeply arousing to her. She was relishing the sound of her gagged mouth.
Terry’s sweat covered fingers trailed down to Emma’s luscious breasts. She cupped them in her hands. Massaged them tenderly while continuing to tease her groin with her toes. Then, with malice a forethought, she placed her forefingers over a brown nipple. She waited a few seconds and started to twirl them around, making sure to not make contact.
Emma was breathing heavily. She could feel the hovering fingers. A few pearls of sweat were slowly appearing on her chest. Suddenly, for the briefest of instant, she felt a tiny bit of nail graze her right nipple. Knowing that Terry’s fingers were within an inch of her sensitive breasts, she arched her wide back to close the gap. She felt lightning striking her spine as the nails did a clockwise turn around her areolas.
- MMMpppHHH!
Her nostrils flared. Terry let go of her ear.
- Seems like my little missy wants more touchy doesn’t she?
- Ypph! YmmFF!
- Anything for ya my doll.
Terry’s tongue was suckling Emma’s sensitive nipple, making her moan in absolute pleasure.
Mike laid in silence; taking comfort in Emma’s muffled squeals. It meant that his beloved Terry was getting back her zest for life. It had been a disheartening few hours to see her so blue. Hearing her pouncing on Emma with such gusto brought him much joy and relief. He was anticipating Terry’s dancing fingers on his belly. Her sinking teeth on the thin flesh of his ticklish toes. He desperately craved for her to treat him like the ticklish little boy toy that he was. His craving overtook him.
- MmmmpHH! TRmmF! MMMmmm!
- What’s that I’m hearing?
Terry extended her right leg and rested the top of her foot on Mike’s torso. She felt the sudden increase of his heartbeat. She started to stroke his heaving chest.
- Don’t worry Mikey boy. I didn’t forget ya.
The young man shivered under the playful caresses. As the soft sole was sliding over his belly, he felt the pointy tips of the toes of a new foot grazing the clear tape encasing his lips. The gentle aroma of Terry’s recently cleaned body penetrated his nostrils. He took great delight from it.
The milky thigh covering her mouth surprised Sofia. She took the opportunity to inhale the freshly showered skin. Terry felt the air being pulled. She turned to her lover’s mother and felt desire. She changed position, straddling Sofia. Her left hand caressing and teasing Emma’s triceps, armpit and upper ribs while her right hand did the same to Mike. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she lowered her head to Sofia’s left armpit and rolled her tongue into it.
The mature woman quivered as she felt the wet and tingly sensation. Her arching back buckling under Terry but she maintained her composure, not allowing herself to be thrown off the stunning body. The teen moaned helplessly from the enchanting taste of Sofia’s sweat. She rolled her tongue deeper into the salty pit with avidity.
- Mmmmff…mmfff….mmmpphh.
The ticklishness of her soft and wet skin brought immediate pleasure to Sofia. She was extremely sensitive. Like her daughter, tickling brought her nothing but extreme pleasure. She loved to tickle but also craved to be tickled. Though she molded herself into a figure of authority and dominance for the sake of daughter, her core disposition was to switch between dominant and submissive. Her body, her soul longed for bondage. Her flesh was desperate for tickling.
It had been years since the woman had surrendered her body like this. There were but a handful of occasions where she let her guard down and allowed Terry to expose her ticklishness, but she always did so in a controlled manner. She never allowed Terry to bind or gag her before. That kind of submission only happened to her during what she called the “wilderness years” following her high school graduation. She travelled the world in search of meaning, in search of herself. She found it. Through the same ritual she performed on Mike the previous day, her body was ablaze. She discovered the enlightenment that comes from a life of bondage and tickling. Her erotic travels forged her into a caring dominant and a willful submissive. However, her journey was cut short when she had to go back home to help her ailing mother. She was back into a decidedly less freeing form of bondage: life in a conservative town where she dutifully became engaged to a conservative man.
Not long after, her mother passed and she became pregnant. Thinking of her daughter and Terry’s relationship she saw a bond that she never had growing up and never shared with Emma’s father. He never understood her or her needs. He never wanted to share the pleasure of bondage or tickling with her. In fact, he never cared for her pleasure at all. When she saw how selfish and uncaring he was during her pregnancy, she broke the engagement. In a fit of rage, he slashed her face with a corkscrew. She got a restraining order, custody of Emma and moved to another state.
For nearly twenty years, she devoted her life to her daughter, foregoing her own pleasure. She successfully got an online degree and became the town librarian. A few years later, when Emma brought Terry home, she was elated. She helped her understand who her daughter really was. She would forever be in the debt of the dazzling girl who made her daughter’s ticklish pleasure her sole purpose in life.
This is why, after all this time, now that Terry’s light had been drained by the wickedness of Andie the security guard, Sofia allowed herself to submit to Terry’s power. She had been the supreme authority over these girls for years, sheltering their love from harm, keeping them safe from outside eyes. That time has passed now. Sofia saw that she needed to sacrifice that hard-earned authority to boost Terry back so that she could become herself again and give the loving dominance that Emma and now Mike desperately needed.
Ah, sweet and beautiful Michael. He had just entered their lives and he transformed it for the better. A gentle soul, who is just as deserving as her daughter to be a tickle toy. A young man so unlike her ex-fiancé. So willing to give love, to share it, to submit to it. So open about his feelings. So trusting. His willing helplessness but the proof of his courage. Already more devoted to his daughter than any man she ever knew.
-MMM!
Terry gnawed into Sofia’s slick skin, tensing the woman up.
- Ya taste so good there Sofia, ya wouldn’t mind me tasting that lean, toned belly of youse?
- Nmmm.NNNMM!
- Gee, where have I heard this gorgeous muffled tone of desperation before?
Terry instinctively dug into Emma’s ribs following her comment. She squealed in delight. She repositioned herself for better access to Sofia’s abdomen. She placed her knees on the mattress between her charges, holding her feet up and putting Emma and Mike’s noses between her toes. They reflexively inhaled the alluring aroma. Terry’s mouth was gliding over Sofia’s bronzed muscles. She exhale on the abs. Sofia shivered as she felt the soft warm breath caress her skin. She was craving the wet tongue that would course over her flesh. She arched her back to reach the lips but could not.
- Tut, tut.
As Terry said this, she took her right foot away from Emma’s nose and gently tapped Sofia’s cheek.
- Didn’t ya say that you were mine to play with?
The older woman’s heart skipped a beat. Bony toes were now playfully squeezing her ear.
- Well, I’m waiting for an answer. Say it. Say that you are mine to play with.
- Imm ymrms tmm pmm wmmth.
- I’m sorry my beautiful Sofia. I didn’t quite get that. Could ya say it louder please?
Sofia’s heart was going a hundred miles an hour. The teenager she had sheltered and mentored for years was taunting her. Taking control of her had come as naturally to Terry as breathing. This was so exciting. She was relieved to obey.
- I'MMPPhH! YOMMPPHH! TOMMSSPSPSDHHSAHAMMM-
Terry’s tongue was rolling into her belly button making it the epicentre of a ticklish explosion making waves throughout her body.
- MMMPPPHHH!!
-Sorry, I didn’t quite get that. It sounds like you’re laughing uncontrollably into a tight gag.
Claw like hands grabbed Sofia’s sides. She used up all the slacks her bindings would allow as she was overwhelmed by the long-forgotten pleasure.
- Ya know, it just occurred to me that pretties who laugh uncontrollably into gags are called tickle toys. I’ve always found you very pretty Sofia, and you’re laughing into a gag right now. Methinks that makes ya a tickle toy, no matter how cool and badass you are. Scratch that-
She was now raking her nails over the abs like a washboard.
- You’re now even more cool and badass in my eyes. And now, I know where your daughter gets that sweet taste from!
She sucked on the belly. Sofia rolled her eyes behind the leather blindfold.
- MMMPHH!
Terry’s big toe was digging into her armpit while she continued kissing and sucking her abdomen. Two very different sensations, but both touching the pleasure centre of her brain.
- Delicious! Ya drive me crazy!
Terry’s fingers found her way to Sofia’s lithe upper thighs and she lightly spider tickled them. Her legs started to quake, knees bumping in each other.
- OHHHMMMPP. Mmm. GPPPHHHD!
-Sofiaaaa… these are so soft. Please tell me someone played with these recently.
- NN!
- You’re joking!
- NN! NNMMPH!
- That’s… that’s sad. That’s just sad. What’s the point of being a tickle toy and have these super duper exquisitely sensitive and sexy thighs if they don’t get tickled every. Single. Day.
After each beat, she firmly (but carefully) pinched the inner thighs causing spasms of delight.
- I mean, you ARE a tickle toy aren’t ya Sofia?
- YYSMM!
- Yes what my pretty?
- IMMF AH TICCMMMPPPH TFFFF! IMMFAHTICCMMMMPPPPHHHTFFFMM!!!!
I'M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY!
Those words were repeating inside Sofia’s head like a stuck record. As they did, she saw a kaleidoscopic light in her mind’s eye. She was darting through space at light speed. Propelled by the energy released by her ticklish flesh. A warm glow covered her body. She now desired only one thing: Terry’s nails scraping her soles.
Emma was laying still. She was taking in her mother’s muffled screams of submission. She stretched out and took her bound hands into her own. She gently held the long wiggling fingers, which lightly teased her palms. She was breathing in and out slowly, savouring the sounds of gagged laughter, of nails skittering over flesh, of saliva rubbing over skin. She stroked her feet together, rubbed her thick thighs, which made contact with Terry’s leg. Her beloved mother, the supreme authority in her life had purposefully surrendered that authority to her lover. By doing this, she had shown again how deeply she cared and loved her daughter. She saw the despair that was taking hold of Terry and how that despair would eventually hurt Emma. Furthermore, Sofia did not do this in private with Terry. She had her daughter and boyfriend submit alongside her too. She shared her vulnerability, her submission with the three youths. She knew Terry could not keep Sofia’s submission a secret if the three lovers were to keep complete trust between each other. She shared with them her bound, gagged and tickled state with no reservation. She accepted just as readily as Emma or Mike her state of being as a tickle toy. The young beauty now desired only one thing: for Terry to tickle all six bound feet and to share the love of laughter.
The song of Sofia’s giggles spellbound Mike. Seduced by the mature woman’s depth. In only a weekend, he saw an entire spectrum of her soul. She lived her whole life for her daughter. Emma was the centre of her world. She was a gentle but decisive figure of authority. She was acutely aware of her daughter’s wants and needs. This was why she welcome scatterbrained Terry into their lives. She could perceive how their love would make them better. This was why she was so glad to have Mike with them. As much as Emma loved to be bound and tickled, she wanted to satiate her curiosity by tying and tickling a partner just as submissive as her, she wanted to share the submission alongside someone else. Sofia saw through Mike immediately. She saw how perfectly he would fit into their tightly knitted family, and how happy he would make all three women. A man who would not be afraid to be a soft ticklish puddle in their fingers. A man with the courage to squeal into a stifling gag while his toes were nibbled. A man who would proudly display his delicate and sensitive soles to the whole world and welcome the tickles that would ensue. He was blessed to have been found out by them. Blessed that Sofia trusted him so quickly to share into this circle of loving submission. He moaned with pleasure at the thought of all the coming years of his life he would spent barefoot, bound, gagged, worshipped and tickled alongside these three goddesses.
- Phew, that’s all a bit exhausting, sitting like this.
The vixen dashed off the bed and contemplated the three bound beauties. She approached Mike and slid off his blindfold. It took a moment for his blue eyes to adjust to the light but they shone bright when he saw Terry’s handsomely dishevelled face fill his vision.
- Bright boy.
She held up his chin with her hand.
- Beautiful boy.
She kissed him, square on his taped lips. It was passionate but warm, instead of her usual ferocity. With her other hand, she lovingly teased his pectorals. He shivered, scrunching his toes. She moved on from his mouth, leaving saliva on the tape and pecked his cheek.
- My love.
He moaned.
She approached Sofia and removed her blindfold. She looked at the teen with glowing gratitude. She kissed her on the neck, and then whispered in her ear.
- Thank you so much. For everything you have ever done.
She passed a hand through the long dark mane and kissed her right where the clear tape covered the long scar.
- I will never betray your trust. If you’ll be mine. I’ll be yours.
Sofia sighed with relief.
Terry walked around the bed to Emma and removed her blindfold. She radiated with joy. Shaking at the mere sight of her beloved. Terry put one palm against her cheek, caressing the tape and another caressing her breast. Emma arched her back from the sensation but kept gazing at Terry.
- I see you.
She kissed her collarbone, then her smooth shoulder.
- I see you, and I’m in heaven. If life has a meaning, it’s me being here for you.
She said this softly, desperately. For she knew it in her bones that it was the truth. That if she could only succeed at one thing in her life, it would be to satisfy Emma Delgado.
She kissed her gagged mouth. Emma responded to the kiss as best as she could.
She moaned.
Terry walked back to the foot of the back and gazed at the six perfect soles bound before her. She knelt in front of them. Her little nose a few inches away from Sofia’s size thirteen. They filled up her view. There was a hint of vanilla coming from them that she found enchanting. She lifted a finger. Twirled it slowly to the base of a slender big toe. She slashed her nail from there to the end of her heel, gliding on the sole like a skater on the slipperiest ice rink.
- MMMPPHH!
Sofia pushed her body towards Terry but the strap would not let her come nearer. She cooed under her gag. Terry repeated the motion, but this time from the end of the other heel to the base of the cutest little toe she had ever seen.
- YYYYMMMMSSS!!
Terry smiled cheekily.
- Ya got gorgeous feetsies Sofia. Gorgeous. So long. So slender. So…soft.
Two fingers in a hook like pose were grazing from the toe pad to the middle of the arch. As she filled the room with muffled laughter, Sofia flexed her feet back to show them off to her friendly captor.
- Coochie, coochie coo!
Terry started to spider tickle all over the mature woman’s buttery caramel soles. Sofia was violently squirming on the bed, tears of joy streaking down her face. Emma was taking in every details of her mother’s face. The way her crow’s feet stretched. The way she forcefully pushed her head forward to get a better look of Terry tickling her. The way her hair was getting wild and was sticking to her wet cheeks. She saw her mother experience the same bliss she did when under Terry’s care. Emma’s cheeks flushed. She was getting hot.
Mike was staring at Terry’s face. She did not have the usual mischievous glint her eyes. She was simply glowing. He could see that she was truly contented. He loved every contours of her face and the curve of her smile. She was happy. She was back from the brink. She was Terry.
- Sofia?
The tickling stopped. Sofia breathed, feeling the sweat down her back.
- Sofia ya hear me?
- Mm MM.
- I want to suck your toes. Ya want me to?
The lady bended her feet forward, pointing her toes toward Terry’s lips.
- Thank you.
Terry took in her two big toes and savored the heavenly taste. She sucked on them like the most precious lollipops, carefully rolling her tongue.
- MMmM! Ymmm.
Sofia was rubbing her thighs together. She loved the warmth of Terry’s mouth, the sweet sensation of the tongue on her toes. As she was feasting on Sofia, Terry quickly poked Emma’s heel.
- MMppH!
Then scratched the ball of Mike’s foot.
- WmmMM!
Then another skitter, another scratch, another poke. Her fingers tickled the ivories that was Mike and Emma’s soles. She popped out Sofia’s toes and licked ravenously the balls and arches of her feet. She squealed in muffled delight. Terry continued the rigorous process of worshipping Sofia’s soles while now spider tickling the top of her lovers feet, with particular attention to Emma’s ankles and Mike’s toes. The bed was shaking and creaking heavily as the three’s senses were being overwhelmed with tickling and pleasure. Ecstasy filled the air.
Terry switched it up. Now, mother and daughter’s shared their laughter from the vixen’s expert hands while the boy was receiving delicious worship. His feet were clean, but emotions were high and a light layer of sweat had formed. She took care of it by lathering his flesh with her tongue. His body writhed uncontrollably. He had no reason to complain. He was eagerly waiting for his turn to be tickled again.
- Mm. So good Mikey boy. You just get tastier and tastier. Now, I don’t want to hurt ya feelings, but I’ve got to taste the tastiest morsel of all.
Emma’s heart quickened. She was radiant. Terry was tickling the heels of Sofia and Mike as she put her lips into the arch of Emma’s left foot and kissed it with untamed passion. The thick beauty purred from the loving touch. She was bouncing her head back and forth.
Sofia had not felt this satisfied in years. A weight was lifted off her shoulders. Her daughter’s future was in good hands and so were her own heavenly ticklish feet. She could be free of the burden of full authority, now that she knew that she would share it with Terry. Her days of complete dominance were over. She could allow herself to be the tickle toy she desired to be when she needed it.
Mike was using all of his strength to keep his feet completely still. He wanted to have as much access as possible to Terry’s ticklish touch. His laughter was one of pure joy that only the freedom of bondage gave him.
Terry was healing. The incident with Andie will not be forgotten, but she knew that she was safe by the feet of her lovelies.
There was happiness permeating through the master bedroom of the Delgado household. For all of those within it had given themselves to absolute pleasure.
*****
An alarm rang.
- I’m awake! I’m awake!
Terry was sprawled on the floor by the foot of the bed. She had tickled and worshipped the feet of her toys until she feel asleep at around two o’clock in the morning. The other three followed suit nearly instantly. It was a good thing that Sofia had already set the alarm for six o’clock or they would have slept until noon.
Mike opened his eyes. He was happy but exhausted. He realised that it was now Monday morning and the incredible sleepover weekend was over. A part of him could not believe it. So little time had passed but to him it felt like an eternity. His entire outlook on life had changed. He knew that he had found his soulmates and that they would nurture each other into continued bondage and tickling.
- Hey, what if I called in sick for all of us?
Sofia glared at the young woman.
- Just joking!
Emma laughed in her gag. Sofia might be bound and gagged but she was still the boss.
******
The teens had to hustle a bit after having been untied. They had worked up quite the sweat and needed to take a quick shower while Sofia made breakfast for them. To save time they took it together.
They each wolfed down a plate of bacon, eggs and fresh fruits before running down the stairs.
- Now Mike, can we expect you to come back soon? Said Sofia.
- Of course, but probably not tonight. I think my mom might want to spend some time with me.
- That’s understandable. It was lovely having you here and the door is always open to you. Anytime. Any reason.
- Thank you. I can say to all of you that this was the most incredible experience of my life. I wouldn’t trade it for all the gold in Fort Knox.
- That’s because gold can’t tickle your pretty toesies Mikey boy.
After saying this, Terry pecked him on the cheek. He smiled.
- Don’t forget to come visit me at the library too, we have many interesting comics. Some pretty rare stuff too. You would be surprised. Said Sofia.
- I will. I promise.
Terry put on her purple ballet flats, Emma her lavender mules and Mike his black loafers. They bid their good-byes to Sofia and left the house. Terry was frolicking in the driveway when Mike felt a wide and gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned to fall into Emma’s emerald eyes.
- I want to spend the rest of my nights tied to you. I love you.
She kissed him. Softly but with a deep yearning. He kissed her back matching her exactly.
- I’m yours. Said Mike.
They gazed at each other. They fell into another kiss when-
- Guys! The bus is nearly there! Terry screamed.
The three ran, their ill chosen shoes clacking on the pavement.
The End.
All characters are at least 18 years old.
Mike Tanner’s head was resting on the car window. He was half-asleep. His brand new loafers were laying under the driver’s seat. He was enjoying the sensation of his bare feet rubbing against each other. They were still uncannily soft from his special pedicure. His visit to Mindy’s parlour seemed forever ago after the ordeal that the girls and him just went through.
He remembered saying goodbye to Bianca, Candy and Carrie. He remembered Emma giving the diminutive Carrie her phone number and whispering something in her ear that made the girl’s cheeks reddened.
Back in the present moment, he looked ahead at Sofia driving the Jeep. From what he could see of her face, she seemed impassive. However, her great hand was firmly engulfing her daughter’s. His sweet Emma was looking proudly at her mother. He found the shared moment between them endearing.
He turned to Terry sitting next to him. She looked exhausted and utterly defeated. She was staring the back of Emma’s seat. He reached out to her hand with his own. When she felt his Mike’s palm on her skin, she snapped out of her stupor and gazed right through him. Her cold brown eyes softened. She let him take hold of her hand and she laid her head on his chest.
- Hold me. She said.
There was no fire, no playfulness in her tone. She needed comfort. The young man cradled her lithe body. He kissed her tenderly on the top of the head. She closed her eyes. She sighed.
*****
Dinner was a delicious homemade chicken pie. Mike and Emma wolfed down a whole pie to themselves. Terry barely ate her slice, quietly thanked Sofia for the meal and sat down on the living room couch. Sofia motioned the others to her.
- Emma honey, would you please do the dishes with me? Mike now would be a good time to shower.
- Yes, mom.
- Sure Sofia, but what about Terry? What happened to her today really bothered her. We should do something about it.
The tall mature woman smiled and gently caressed his jawline.
- Such a good boy. Don’t worry. I know what to do to perk Terry up.
*****
Mike finished brushing his teeth and walked out of the bathroom. The hot water soothed his body and lifted his spirits. As soon a he felt the wooden floor on his bare foot, a strong hand grabbed his shoulder and four long fingers fell upon his lips. Sofia Delgado stood before him, a wry smile on her face. Her lips closed the gap to his ear and she whispered into it.
- Follow me quietly please.
He nodded and followed without a word. His heart beat rising as he realized that she was guiding him into the master bedroom. She closed the door behind him.
*****
In the living room, Emma kissed Terry on the neck from behind the couch. Her large hands were caressing the milky skin of her thin arms. Terry smiled briefly.
- Mike’s out of the shower. Mom said that you should go. That it would be good for you.
-If she says it…
*****
Hot water sprayed Terry’s bare back and she let out a loud sigh. Her palms holding her steady to the ceramic wall facing her. She enjoyed the feeling of the water running down her body until it fell into the drain. She realized how desperate she was for warmth and comfort after her brutal ordeal of tickle torture. She had been broken by Andie’s abuse of power. She had turned the beauty of tickle bondage into an ugly thing.
She barely heard a popping sound, but she did feel the brief burst of cold air before she felt two large and delicate hands taking hold of her small and perky breasts. She was being held against a wide torso that she instinctively recognised as Emma’s. She felt the rush of water on her hair as the pulpy lips kissed her collarbone.
- I’m here for you. Let me take care of you. Emma said.
Terry grasped Emma’s hips and moaned. As the left hand continued to caress the breast, the right found its way down her abdomen. Emma kissed her neck, then her shoulder blade. Terry made a sudden about-face and savagely took her lover’s nipple into her mouth. Gnawing on it at first before sucking it for a bit. The vixen raised Emma’s arms over her head. She traced her fingers from the elbows to the waist then she kneeled.
Emma squealed from pleasure.
*****
Mike’s body was taut. His wrists and ankles securely bound with leather cuffs. Connected to an elastic strap that passed through the bars and under the large master bed of the house. He only had a couple of inches of slack in either directions when he pulled.
A long slender size 13 foot was stroking his bare chest. Another was doing the same to his upper arm and neck. As two mighty toes pinched his right nipple, he felt a warm and inviting mouth dig its teeth into the supple flesh of the side of his left foot.
- MhhhMM!
The clear tape wrapped tightly around his head drowned out the teen’s gasps of pleasure. His lips were completely stuck, only parted by a couple of millimetres. The skin on skin contact of her long bare thighs against his chest was maddeningly sensual.
- Such a good boy Mike.
She smelled the tip of his toes, the two big ones tied together with an elastic band. The aroma was light and delicate, akin to a flower. The young man pulled his feet back a little to show off the ball and arch of his pale sole. Sofia smiled. She passed the fingers of her right hand through the hairs of his bare thigh. Her nails were gently grazing the skin. As he felt the exquisite chills, Mike gently squirmed.
- Such inviting soles. They are to die for.
She rubbed her bronzed cheek against them. It was silk against silk. The teen’s feet had become so exponentially sensitive through Sofia and Mindy’s care over the weekend that his flesh could perceive the slight indentation from the scar across the woman’s jawline.
A heavenly tanned foot caressed his taped mouth and rested under his nostrils. He inhaled at the exact moment he felt five razor sharp nails spread over his soles start their descent to his fleshy heels.
- MMMMMPPPHH!!
Ecstasy filled his soul.
*****
Emma was drying her long brown hair with a towel. She was lounging in the nude on the bathroom’s bench. She was looking upon Terry, a large smile on her face. Terry’s bare figure was sitting on the ground. Her chin was resting on one of her knees. She was applying skin care product lovingly onto Emma’s meaty feet. Now done with the right foot, she was kneading the cream into the caramel sole. Emma gently teased Terry’s breast with the toes of her right foot.
- Ya feeling a little cheeky ain’t ya?
- Yes. It’s soft isn’t it.
Terry let out a small moan.
- Yes. It’s soft. As soft as they can be. They went through a lot today to make them the softest, prettiest and tickliest feetsies around. And I love ya for it.
She kissed the tanned top, before moving down to the side and biting amorously into the tender flesh.
- Mmm! I love you.
Emma bit her lip after saying this.
- I love ya too. Always.
*****
The girls left the bathroom holding each other’s hand. Terry was wearing her oversized Mr. Tickle T-shirt barely hiding her black panties. She was enamoured with Emma’s daring choice of wear. An open lavender silk robe and matching panties. That was it. Terry admired her lover’s torso and the barely covered nipples. She gently started to caress her belly and moved up and down the rib cage.
- Would you mind getting me a glass of water? Emma said.
Terry kissed her right between her ample breasts.
- Right on it my darling.
Terry sauntered into the kitchen. She jauntily took the water pitcher from the fridge and filled a glass. She put the pitcher in its proper place and cheekily took a sip from the glass. Bare feet slapping the floor, she exited the kitchen. Confusingly, Emma was not in the hallway. She walked into their bedroom and it was empty.
She put the glass on the nightstand and dug her toes into the carpet. She prowled out of the room, a large grin on her face.
- Where are ya my pretty?
She found nothing in the living room. Just as she was about to go down the stairs, she heard the creak of a door opening. She turned and saw that it was the master bedroom door. Her heartbeat was rising. Her walk to the door was more tentative. Just outside the room, she could just hear the noise of muffled giggles. She took one deep breath and pushed the door open.
She zeroed in on a pair of gorgeous soles. Crossed at the ankles. Playfully waving about. Terry’s vision pulled back to two more pairs of soles. Both bound, one medium sized and pale, the other large and tanned. She finally saw the whole tableau before her. Her beloved Emma and Mike both identically bound and gagged to the bed. They were also wearing black leather blindfolds. She felt sweat forming on her forehead as she admired their nearly naked bodies. Only their most private of parts covered by underwear.
The stunning Sofia, wearing a revealing cherry red bathrobe of the shiniest silk was staring right into her soul. The short robe failed to cover the entirety of her small but firm buttocks. The mature woman was teasing Mike and Emma’s abdomen with her long nails.
- Good evening, Terry. Do you see something that… tickles your fancy?
As she said those last words, she dug her forefingers into both bellybuttons. Mike and Emma’s bodies tensed up as gagged laughter escaped their mouths.
Terry smacked her lips.
- Come on darling, use your words.
Sofia’s nails trailed her bedmates’ rib cages.
- Yes. I do.
- Then, why don’t you come here and play with us?
- Wh… Us?
- Of course dear, I want you to finish the job.
- You… you…
Sofia’s round buttocks slid gently on the smooth bedsheet until she reached the edge of the bed. Her long legs extended. Her feet in the air. Her soles scrunched. Her inviting wrinkles mere inched from Terry’s face.
- Bridge the gap dear. I want to feel your nose deep within the crevices of the ball of my foot.
She did what she was told. She felt her legs turning to jelly but resisted falling to the ground. Terry was enamored by the aroma.
- I want you to listen carefully. You are going to tie me up. You are going to gag me. Just like them. Then, we will be yours to play with for as long as you need.
The long sole slid down the face until the big toe rested upon the thin lips.
There was a beat.
Then Terry let the tiniest bit of the tip of her tongue touch the centre of the toe. Her pupils dilated as the flimsiest taste of Sofia’s flesh overwhelmed her taste buds.
With lightning speed, she grasped Sofia’s calves and pushed her back up the bed until she hit the headboard. Sofia squealed.
Terry saw the set of leather ankle straps laying by the mature woman’s feet for that express purpose and bound them quickly and efficiently. She pulled her back so that her toes rested against the footboard.
She dashed on the bed, bouncing on the other end and strapped Sofia’s wrists. She spotted the roll of clear tape on the nightstand next to Emma and retrieved it.
Sofia looked up to Terry’s towering figure. She was completely submissive to her daughter’s better half. The teen took a moment to breathe and savour the role reversal. With uncanny precision, she wrapped the clear material over Sofia’s head and enclosed the sensual lips. She threw the roll away carelessly. She passed her hand trough Sofia’s long black mane.
- Thank you.
She kissed her taped cheek.
- It’s truly an honour for me to see ya like this, but something’s caught my attention and I’ll be back in a jiffy don’t ya worry.
Terry pounced on her sweet Emma’s body. The bound beauty squealed in surprise. The vixen was straddling her. Her toes were stroking the hem of her panties. She put her lips on Emma’s and sucked the sealed lips into her mouth. She rolled her tongue over the tape.
- Mmmmmpph.
- I’m nothing without ya. You’re so goddamn hot like this. I love seeing your mouth right there. To touch you’re gorgeous lips, but ya can’t talk. You’re my bound, gagged and helpless goddess. I live for ya. I’m gonna worship your body. I’m gonna worship it by tickling it like a goddess deserves. I’ll wreck your soul with all the love in my bones.
Emma was restlessly squirming in anticipation. Stretching her toes back with pleasure. Then she felt it. Terry’s toes were teasing her groin just as her long nails dug into her armpits.
- MMMppHH! YYYMMMMPPHH!
Terry sucked on her lover’s ear with much gusto. Her body was shivering with uncontrollable pleasure as she devoted herself to tickle every nook and cranny of her soft armpits. The frantic caress of the hot air emanating from Emma’s nose were deeply arousing to her. She was relishing the sound of her gagged mouth.
Terry’s sweat covered fingers trailed down to Emma’s luscious breasts. She cupped them in her hands. Massaged them tenderly while continuing to tease her groin with her toes. Then, with malice a forethought, she placed her forefingers over a brown nipple. She waited a few seconds and started to twirl them around, making sure to not make contact.
Emma was breathing heavily. She could feel the hovering fingers. A few pearls of sweat were slowly appearing on her chest. Suddenly, for the briefest of instant, she felt a tiny bit of nail graze her right nipple. Knowing that Terry’s fingers were within an inch of her sensitive breasts, she arched her wide back to close the gap. She felt lightning striking her spine as the nails did a clockwise turn around her areolas.
- MMMpppHHH!
Her nostrils flared. Terry let go of her ear.
- Seems like my little missy wants more touchy doesn’t she?
- Ypph! YmmFF!
- Anything for ya my doll.
Terry’s tongue was suckling Emma’s sensitive nipple, making her moan in absolute pleasure.
Mike laid in silence; taking comfort in Emma’s muffled squeals. It meant that his beloved Terry was getting back her zest for life. It had been a disheartening few hours to see her so blue. Hearing her pouncing on Emma with such gusto brought him much joy and relief. He was anticipating Terry’s dancing fingers on his belly. Her sinking teeth on the thin flesh of his ticklish toes. He desperately craved for her to treat him like the ticklish little boy toy that he was. His craving overtook him.
- MmmmpHH! TRmmF! MMMmmm!
- What’s that I’m hearing?
Terry extended her right leg and rested the top of her foot on Mike’s torso. She felt the sudden increase of his heartbeat. She started to stroke his heaving chest.
- Don’t worry Mikey boy. I didn’t forget ya.
The young man shivered under the playful caresses. As the soft sole was sliding over his belly, he felt the pointy tips of the toes of a new foot grazing the clear tape encasing his lips. The gentle aroma of Terry’s recently cleaned body penetrated his nostrils. He took great delight from it.
The milky thigh covering her mouth surprised Sofia. She took the opportunity to inhale the freshly showered skin. Terry felt the air being pulled. She turned to her lover’s mother and felt desire. She changed position, straddling Sofia. Her left hand caressing and teasing Emma’s triceps, armpit and upper ribs while her right hand did the same to Mike. With a mischievous glint in her eyes, she lowered her head to Sofia’s left armpit and rolled her tongue into it.
The mature woman quivered as she felt the wet and tingly sensation. Her arching back buckling under Terry but she maintained her composure, not allowing herself to be thrown off the stunning body. The teen moaned helplessly from the enchanting taste of Sofia’s sweat. She rolled her tongue deeper into the salty pit with avidity.
- Mmmmff…mmfff….mmmpphh.
The ticklishness of her soft and wet skin brought immediate pleasure to Sofia. She was extremely sensitive. Like her daughter, tickling brought her nothing but extreme pleasure. She loved to tickle but also craved to be tickled. Though she molded herself into a figure of authority and dominance for the sake of daughter, her core disposition was to switch between dominant and submissive. Her body, her soul longed for bondage. Her flesh was desperate for tickling.
It had been years since the woman had surrendered her body like this. There were but a handful of occasions where she let her guard down and allowed Terry to expose her ticklishness, but she always did so in a controlled manner. She never allowed Terry to bind or gag her before. That kind of submission only happened to her during what she called the “wilderness years” following her high school graduation. She travelled the world in search of meaning, in search of herself. She found it. Through the same ritual she performed on Mike the previous day, her body was ablaze. She discovered the enlightenment that comes from a life of bondage and tickling. Her erotic travels forged her into a caring dominant and a willful submissive. However, her journey was cut short when she had to go back home to help her ailing mother. She was back into a decidedly less freeing form of bondage: life in a conservative town where she dutifully became engaged to a conservative man.
Not long after, her mother passed and she became pregnant. Thinking of her daughter and Terry’s relationship she saw a bond that she never had growing up and never shared with Emma’s father. He never understood her or her needs. He never wanted to share the pleasure of bondage or tickling with her. In fact, he never cared for her pleasure at all. When she saw how selfish and uncaring he was during her pregnancy, she broke the engagement. In a fit of rage, he slashed her face with a corkscrew. She got a restraining order, custody of Emma and moved to another state.
For nearly twenty years, she devoted her life to her daughter, foregoing her own pleasure. She successfully got an online degree and became the town librarian. A few years later, when Emma brought Terry home, she was elated. She helped her understand who her daughter really was. She would forever be in the debt of the dazzling girl who made her daughter’s ticklish pleasure her sole purpose in life.
This is why, after all this time, now that Terry’s light had been drained by the wickedness of Andie the security guard, Sofia allowed herself to submit to Terry’s power. She had been the supreme authority over these girls for years, sheltering their love from harm, keeping them safe from outside eyes. That time has passed now. Sofia saw that she needed to sacrifice that hard-earned authority to boost Terry back so that she could become herself again and give the loving dominance that Emma and now Mike desperately needed.
Ah, sweet and beautiful Michael. He had just entered their lives and he transformed it for the better. A gentle soul, who is just as deserving as her daughter to be a tickle toy. A young man so unlike her ex-fiancé. So willing to give love, to share it, to submit to it. So open about his feelings. So trusting. His willing helplessness but the proof of his courage. Already more devoted to his daughter than any man she ever knew.
-MMM!
Terry gnawed into Sofia’s slick skin, tensing the woman up.
- Ya taste so good there Sofia, ya wouldn’t mind me tasting that lean, toned belly of youse?
- Nmmm.NNNMM!
- Gee, where have I heard this gorgeous muffled tone of desperation before?
Terry instinctively dug into Emma’s ribs following her comment. She squealed in delight. She repositioned herself for better access to Sofia’s abdomen. She placed her knees on the mattress between her charges, holding her feet up and putting Emma and Mike’s noses between her toes. They reflexively inhaled the alluring aroma. Terry’s mouth was gliding over Sofia’s bronzed muscles. She exhale on the abs. Sofia shivered as she felt the soft warm breath caress her skin. She was craving the wet tongue that would course over her flesh. She arched her back to reach the lips but could not.
- Tut, tut.
As Terry said this, she took her right foot away from Emma’s nose and gently tapped Sofia’s cheek.
- Didn’t ya say that you were mine to play with?
The older woman’s heart skipped a beat. Bony toes were now playfully squeezing her ear.
- Well, I’m waiting for an answer. Say it. Say that you are mine to play with.
- Imm ymrms tmm pmm wmmth.
- I’m sorry my beautiful Sofia. I didn’t quite get that. Could ya say it louder please?
Sofia’s heart was going a hundred miles an hour. The teenager she had sheltered and mentored for years was taunting her. Taking control of her had come as naturally to Terry as breathing. This was so exciting. She was relieved to obey.
- I'MMPPhH! YOMMPPHH! TOMMSSPSPSDHHSAHAMMM-
Terry’s tongue was rolling into her belly button making it the epicentre of a ticklish explosion making waves throughout her body.
- MMMPPPHHH!!
-Sorry, I didn’t quite get that. It sounds like you’re laughing uncontrollably into a tight gag.
Claw like hands grabbed Sofia’s sides. She used up all the slacks her bindings would allow as she was overwhelmed by the long-forgotten pleasure.
- Ya know, it just occurred to me that pretties who laugh uncontrollably into gags are called tickle toys. I’ve always found you very pretty Sofia, and you’re laughing into a gag right now. Methinks that makes ya a tickle toy, no matter how cool and badass you are. Scratch that-
She was now raking her nails over the abs like a washboard.
- You’re now even more cool and badass in my eyes. And now, I know where your daughter gets that sweet taste from!
She sucked on the belly. Sofia rolled her eyes behind the leather blindfold.
- MMMPHH!
Terry’s big toe was digging into her armpit while she continued kissing and sucking her abdomen. Two very different sensations, but both touching the pleasure centre of her brain.
- Delicious! Ya drive me crazy!
Terry’s fingers found her way to Sofia’s lithe upper thighs and she lightly spider tickled them. Her legs started to quake, knees bumping in each other.
- OHHHMMMPP. Mmm. GPPPHHHD!
-Sofiaaaa… these are so soft. Please tell me someone played with these recently.
- NN!
- You’re joking!
- NN! NNMMPH!
- That’s… that’s sad. That’s just sad. What’s the point of being a tickle toy and have these super duper exquisitely sensitive and sexy thighs if they don’t get tickled every. Single. Day.
After each beat, she firmly (but carefully) pinched the inner thighs causing spasms of delight.
- I mean, you ARE a tickle toy aren’t ya Sofia?
- YYSMM!
- Yes what my pretty?
- IMMF AH TICCMMMPPPH TFFFF! IMMFAHTICCMMMMPPPPHHHTFFFMM!!!!
I'M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY! I’M A TICKLE TOY!
Those words were repeating inside Sofia’s head like a stuck record. As they did, she saw a kaleidoscopic light in her mind’s eye. She was darting through space at light speed. Propelled by the energy released by her ticklish flesh. A warm glow covered her body. She now desired only one thing: Terry’s nails scraping her soles.
Emma was laying still. She was taking in her mother’s muffled screams of submission. She stretched out and took her bound hands into her own. She gently held the long wiggling fingers, which lightly teased her palms. She was breathing in and out slowly, savouring the sounds of gagged laughter, of nails skittering over flesh, of saliva rubbing over skin. She stroked her feet together, rubbed her thick thighs, which made contact with Terry’s leg. Her beloved mother, the supreme authority in her life had purposefully surrendered that authority to her lover. By doing this, she had shown again how deeply she cared and loved her daughter. She saw the despair that was taking hold of Terry and how that despair would eventually hurt Emma. Furthermore, Sofia did not do this in private with Terry. She had her daughter and boyfriend submit alongside her too. She shared her vulnerability, her submission with the three youths. She knew Terry could not keep Sofia’s submission a secret if the three lovers were to keep complete trust between each other. She shared with them her bound, gagged and tickled state with no reservation. She accepted just as readily as Emma or Mike her state of being as a tickle toy. The young beauty now desired only one thing: for Terry to tickle all six bound feet and to share the love of laughter.
The song of Sofia’s giggles spellbound Mike. Seduced by the mature woman’s depth. In only a weekend, he saw an entire spectrum of her soul. She lived her whole life for her daughter. Emma was the centre of her world. She was a gentle but decisive figure of authority. She was acutely aware of her daughter’s wants and needs. This was why she welcome scatterbrained Terry into their lives. She could perceive how their love would make them better. This was why she was so glad to have Mike with them. As much as Emma loved to be bound and tickled, she wanted to satiate her curiosity by tying and tickling a partner just as submissive as her, she wanted to share the submission alongside someone else. Sofia saw through Mike immediately. She saw how perfectly he would fit into their tightly knitted family, and how happy he would make all three women. A man who would not be afraid to be a soft ticklish puddle in their fingers. A man with the courage to squeal into a stifling gag while his toes were nibbled. A man who would proudly display his delicate and sensitive soles to the whole world and welcome the tickles that would ensue. He was blessed to have been found out by them. Blessed that Sofia trusted him so quickly to share into this circle of loving submission. He moaned with pleasure at the thought of all the coming years of his life he would spent barefoot, bound, gagged, worshipped and tickled alongside these three goddesses.
- Phew, that’s all a bit exhausting, sitting like this.
The vixen dashed off the bed and contemplated the three bound beauties. She approached Mike and slid off his blindfold. It took a moment for his blue eyes to adjust to the light but they shone bright when he saw Terry’s handsomely dishevelled face fill his vision.
- Bright boy.
She held up his chin with her hand.
- Beautiful boy.
She kissed him, square on his taped lips. It was passionate but warm, instead of her usual ferocity. With her other hand, she lovingly teased his pectorals. He shivered, scrunching his toes. She moved on from his mouth, leaving saliva on the tape and pecked his cheek.
- My love.
He moaned.
She approached Sofia and removed her blindfold. She looked at the teen with glowing gratitude. She kissed her on the neck, and then whispered in her ear.
- Thank you so much. For everything you have ever done.
She passed a hand through the long dark mane and kissed her right where the clear tape covered the long scar.
- I will never betray your trust. If you’ll be mine. I’ll be yours.
Sofia sighed with relief.
Terry walked around the bed to Emma and removed her blindfold. She radiated with joy. Shaking at the mere sight of her beloved. Terry put one palm against her cheek, caressing the tape and another caressing her breast. Emma arched her back from the sensation but kept gazing at Terry.
- I see you.
She kissed her collarbone, then her smooth shoulder.
- I see you, and I’m in heaven. If life has a meaning, it’s me being here for you.
She said this softly, desperately. For she knew it in her bones that it was the truth. That if she could only succeed at one thing in her life, it would be to satisfy Emma Delgado.
She kissed her gagged mouth. Emma responded to the kiss as best as she could.
She moaned.
Terry walked back to the foot of the back and gazed at the six perfect soles bound before her. She knelt in front of them. Her little nose a few inches away from Sofia’s size thirteen. They filled up her view. There was a hint of vanilla coming from them that she found enchanting. She lifted a finger. Twirled it slowly to the base of a slender big toe. She slashed her nail from there to the end of her heel, gliding on the sole like a skater on the slipperiest ice rink.
- MMMPPHH!
Sofia pushed her body towards Terry but the strap would not let her come nearer. She cooed under her gag. Terry repeated the motion, but this time from the end of the other heel to the base of the cutest little toe she had ever seen.
- YYYYMMMMSSS!!
Terry smiled cheekily.
- Ya got gorgeous feetsies Sofia. Gorgeous. So long. So slender. So…soft.
Two fingers in a hook like pose were grazing from the toe pad to the middle of the arch. As she filled the room with muffled laughter, Sofia flexed her feet back to show them off to her friendly captor.
- Coochie, coochie coo!
Terry started to spider tickle all over the mature woman’s buttery caramel soles. Sofia was violently squirming on the bed, tears of joy streaking down her face. Emma was taking in every details of her mother’s face. The way her crow’s feet stretched. The way she forcefully pushed her head forward to get a better look of Terry tickling her. The way her hair was getting wild and was sticking to her wet cheeks. She saw her mother experience the same bliss she did when under Terry’s care. Emma’s cheeks flushed. She was getting hot.
Mike was staring at Terry’s face. She did not have the usual mischievous glint her eyes. She was simply glowing. He could see that she was truly contented. He loved every contours of her face and the curve of her smile. She was happy. She was back from the brink. She was Terry.
- Sofia?
The tickling stopped. Sofia breathed, feeling the sweat down her back.
- Sofia ya hear me?
- Mm MM.
- I want to suck your toes. Ya want me to?
The lady bended her feet forward, pointing her toes toward Terry’s lips.
- Thank you.
Terry took in her two big toes and savored the heavenly taste. She sucked on them like the most precious lollipops, carefully rolling her tongue.
- MMmM! Ymmm.
Sofia was rubbing her thighs together. She loved the warmth of Terry’s mouth, the sweet sensation of the tongue on her toes. As she was feasting on Sofia, Terry quickly poked Emma’s heel.
- MMppH!
Then scratched the ball of Mike’s foot.
- WmmMM!
Then another skitter, another scratch, another poke. Her fingers tickled the ivories that was Mike and Emma’s soles. She popped out Sofia’s toes and licked ravenously the balls and arches of her feet. She squealed in muffled delight. Terry continued the rigorous process of worshipping Sofia’s soles while now spider tickling the top of her lovers feet, with particular attention to Emma’s ankles and Mike’s toes. The bed was shaking and creaking heavily as the three’s senses were being overwhelmed with tickling and pleasure. Ecstasy filled the air.
Terry switched it up. Now, mother and daughter’s shared their laughter from the vixen’s expert hands while the boy was receiving delicious worship. His feet were clean, but emotions were high and a light layer of sweat had formed. She took care of it by lathering his flesh with her tongue. His body writhed uncontrollably. He had no reason to complain. He was eagerly waiting for his turn to be tickled again.
- Mm. So good Mikey boy. You just get tastier and tastier. Now, I don’t want to hurt ya feelings, but I’ve got to taste the tastiest morsel of all.
Emma’s heart quickened. She was radiant. Terry was tickling the heels of Sofia and Mike as she put her lips into the arch of Emma’s left foot and kissed it with untamed passion. The thick beauty purred from the loving touch. She was bouncing her head back and forth.
Sofia had not felt this satisfied in years. A weight was lifted off her shoulders. Her daughter’s future was in good hands and so were her own heavenly ticklish feet. She could be free of the burden of full authority, now that she knew that she would share it with Terry. Her days of complete dominance were over. She could allow herself to be the tickle toy she desired to be when she needed it.
Mike was using all of his strength to keep his feet completely still. He wanted to have as much access as possible to Terry’s ticklish touch. His laughter was one of pure joy that only the freedom of bondage gave him.
Terry was healing. The incident with Andie will not be forgotten, but she knew that she was safe by the feet of her lovelies.
There was happiness permeating through the master bedroom of the Delgado household. For all of those within it had given themselves to absolute pleasure.
*****
An alarm rang.
- I’m awake! I’m awake!
Terry was sprawled on the floor by the foot of the bed. She had tickled and worshipped the feet of her toys until she feel asleep at around two o’clock in the morning. The other three followed suit nearly instantly. It was a good thing that Sofia had already set the alarm for six o’clock or they would have slept until noon.
Mike opened his eyes. He was happy but exhausted. He realised that it was now Monday morning and the incredible sleepover weekend was over. A part of him could not believe it. So little time had passed but to him it felt like an eternity. His entire outlook on life had changed. He knew that he had found his soulmates and that they would nurture each other into continued bondage and tickling.
- Hey, what if I called in sick for all of us?
Sofia glared at the young woman.
- Just joking!
Emma laughed in her gag. Sofia might be bound and gagged but she was still the boss.
******
The teens had to hustle a bit after having been untied. They had worked up quite the sweat and needed to take a quick shower while Sofia made breakfast for them. To save time they took it together.
They each wolfed down a plate of bacon, eggs and fresh fruits before running down the stairs.
- Now Mike, can we expect you to come back soon? Said Sofia.
- Of course, but probably not tonight. I think my mom might want to spend some time with me.
- That’s understandable. It was lovely having you here and the door is always open to you. Anytime. Any reason.
- Thank you. I can say to all of you that this was the most incredible experience of my life. I wouldn’t trade it for all the gold in Fort Knox.
- That’s because gold can’t tickle your pretty toesies Mikey boy.
After saying this, Terry pecked him on the cheek. He smiled.
- Don’t forget to come visit me at the library too, we have many interesting comics. Some pretty rare stuff too. You would be surprised. Said Sofia.
- I will. I promise.
Terry put on her purple ballet flats, Emma her lavender mules and Mike his black loafers. They bid their good-byes to Sofia and left the house. Terry was frolicking in the driveway when Mike felt a wide and gentle hand on his shoulder. He turned to fall into Emma’s emerald eyes.
- I want to spend the rest of my nights tied to you. I love you.
She kissed him. Softly but with a deep yearning. He kissed her back matching her exactly.
- I’m yours. Said Mike.
They gazed at each other. They fell into another kiss when-
- Guys! The bus is nearly there! Terry screamed.
The three ran, their ill chosen shoes clacking on the pavement.
The End.
