bigmac_nv
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It had been a couple of weeks since Carol had tricked Mike and I into tickle submission. I still don't know how she came up with idea to get me hogtied and helpless so quickly, but figured she got to my husband Mike somehow and got him to spill the beans. Either way, she tricked him as well letting her Amazon beauty seduce him into his own bondage only to face the same tickle torture I endured. She really found his weak spot and forcing multiple orgasms was more than enough to subdue him. But revenge was on both of our minds from the moment we woke up the next morning. (Susan mind set)
The last two weeks since the exhausting tickle torture we both went through has us confused and a bit off in our life. We both woke up after the tickle night and both equally shocked about what happened but also extremely turned on. As we lay in bed and recanted our memories of the night before, I could not help myself and found myself turned on which also seemed to get Susan worked up. I can't believe your hardy laughter when she snaked her tongue through your cute toes Susan, I mean you were screaming and I couldn't rescue you. But she positioned you just right - your face and your exposed soles were in perfect view. I was hard and Susan stroked my cock. How many times did you cum last night Mike? Three times as her stroke tempo picked up. You look so submissive yourself there big guy as Susan now climbed on top of me - gliding me inside of her. She pumped up and down on my stiff rod screaming out, "God it was hot when she tickled your big feet". We lay there panting, when Susan said, we got to get to her back Mike. Susan and I had a problem though - every time we talked about what happened and how to get her back with kidnap scenes, how we would tickle her, we got turned on and ended up screwing again so the plan really never got fully planned. (Mike's mind set)
Mike and I did well to avoid Carol during the past couple of weeks, she was even bold enough to come knocking on our door with a bottle of wine but I didn't answer since Mike wasn't home. I made sure I went to the gym when she was either just leaving or arriving. She would say Hi Susan with a big smile but I would look the other way and walk past. Oh come on dear, you can't be mad can you with a evil smile. Normally I would have really given it to her, but each time I got mad the night returned to me and I felt my submissive side come through. In my private thoughts I relished her boldness in getting me down like that, surprising me with the speed and toughness I didn't think she possessed. She has such pretty feet for a big gal and making me lick and kiss her feet as Mike howled and begged with laughter was a mind fuck I was having a hard time overcoming. And worst, it turned me on in so many ways. She was so smooth in how she controlled not only me, but Mike too. She patiently tickled every spot and when she discovered a spot like just above my hips - she exploited it. Mike and I were planning a revenge but whenever we got into details we end up fucking so our plan seemed scattered. Mike is a biologist and came up with a great plan. He could make the right kind of chloroform mix that would quickly knock out our Amazon neighbor safely. We tested on both of us and it worked well with only a mild 10 minutes or less of being out. Mike decided he would break the ice with Carol at some point next week and since she needed some work done on her house, he would offer to fix the garage door that won't close all the way and use the time to quickly chloroform her. Tie her up tight and get me over there so we can start our own tickle torture. Make and I planned a new attack as we poured over tickle videos even finding some real torture tickling to include using warm baby oil, heating up soles with a hair dryer among other techniques.
Susan loves my plan for using the home made chloroform that is easy to make and as we took turns knocking each other out - it worked as I knew it would. I have a minor in Chemistry and fine tuning the chemicals to make a harmless batch that really just puts you to sleep for 5 to 10 minutes. It was fun to practice with Susan as I took the sandwich bag out of my pocket with the soaked cloth, opened it enough to place it over her mouth and nose for 10 seconds and she was out. I even took the time to suck on her toes while she snoozed, proof that it was working. I often would see Carol at the grocery store and exchange basic pleasantries but I have to admit, she was intimidating now as I know she got into my head. The tickle night is burned into my memory and every time I think about any aspect of it, I get hard and the horny clouds my mind. Carol did everything right that night, positioning Susan at the perfect angle for me to see her tickle anguish but also as she tickled me she relished my begging, calling me a big pussy. When I was becoming immune to her tickling, she grabbed some rubber bands from her junk drawer and placed them on my feet so the bands were mid-foot. Then she pulled them back with a mean look on her face making me believe she was visioning her cheating ex-husband on the other end. SNAP! The sting was real on my left foot, then SNAP! on my right foot as I cried out. Six more snaps on each foot as tears welled up in my eyes as it stung like bee stings. The soles of the foot are so sensitive especially on the instep that I was sure she could kill me with the rubber bands. Carol please, it hurts! You are such a little bitch as she sat next to me pinching my nipples with a hard tweak. Again, I cried out in pain. Please don't do that I begged as Susan watched in what looked like pity for me but still seemed to be hiding a smile. A deep french kiss from Carol as she stroked my cock for a third time was more than I could take and shot my load slumping exhausted in the chair.
So the plan was simple enough for me. I would offer the next time I see Carol to stop by and get that garage door fixed I promised to do before all this happened. I would take the approach of, we had our fun, and go back to being neighbor friends. Of course to Susan and I that sounded reasonable as Susan said she would be kinder to Carol next time so her guard would be down. Carol always has drinks at her house and was sure she would offer which would put us in her living room where I would be able to pull out the concoction and quickly subdue her. I had to act quickly and get the big gal bound with at least her hands behind her back but if I could get her to the bedroom, then I could tie her spread eagle to her bed. It would be a challenge, but at least if she is subdued I could then let Susan know to come over with our bag of goodies to enact revenge on the Amazon bitch.
I saw Carol leaving the local Walmart and struck up a polite conversation as we both talk casually, I finally said, Hey, I promised to fix your garage door, why don't I come over on Saturday and get that done? Thanks Mike, but Paul from the gym helpled me with that last week. I felt deflated which Carol seemed to pick up on and then said, well my master bathroom sink has a slow drip, any good with that stuff? I have good handyman skills and quickly told her it would be an easy fix, but also thought to myself, perfect - much closer to your bed that I plan to tie you up on. Come over after lunch if that works, I have a morning work out with Paul but should be free all afternoon. We both smiled and said our fake goodbye's as I felt our plan was falling into place.
You ready for this Mike as my wife went through the plan again, even having me practice pulling out the bag and getting it over her face. You might have to tackle her onto the bed, but once you get this on her, it will be lights out. Of course the night before we talked it out a bit, but quickly ended up fucking as Susan told me how she was studying a video where a girl's foot was covered in warm oil then the hair dryer is used to heat up the foot making it super sensitive. Susan showed me the saved video on her phone as we watched the poor German girl squealing and thrashing madly as the heated foot was being poked by a fork, her laughter was real. That's going to be Carol as she climbed on top of me making us pass out as we climaxed.
Carol sent me a text around noon time telling me to come over anytime, even suggesting I bring Susan along if she wasn't too scared to come to the tickle dungeon followed with a smiley face. I lied telling her Susan was at the store, but with my own smiley face I said, I will leave her a note to come join us later. Susan was fuming, "What a bitch, mocking me like that Mike!" I calmed her down quickly, "I will be sending you a text once she is bound and helpless, then you come over with the bag of toys so we can show her what a real tickle dungeon is all about as I placed a kiss on Susan's forehead. I put the chloroform bag in my small tool bag that I needed to fix the drippy sink. It shouldn't take long and I will surprise her quickly and then text you to come on down. We both laughed at my small joke, excited that we were going to do this.
As I walked down the street I was nervous as hell. Just a few weeks ago Susan and I walked this same path barefoot back to our house, humiliated, humbled and broken. I realized, I never did get my flip flops back making a mental note to ask for them back. Carol opened the door and we made small talk before going back to the master bathroom, I kept fumbling my words as I tried to stay calm. What sucked is Carol was wearing a skimpy skirt, sleeveless top that showed off her tight muscles which I forgot that she was still doing those MMA workouts at the gym with her personal trainer stud Paul. She was actually an imposing force standing next to her. She was barefoot with a bright red polish showing off her long toes against her tan skin. My cock was already stirring as I crawled under the sink, her bare feet so close as she kept talking, sipping on some wine she casually poked me in the ribs with her right foot asking me if I needed some help. I wore jeans today with my workmen boots and Carhart shirt. My cock was now straining in my jeans pissing me off since I was losing focus on our plan. Her phone rang as she took the call giving me a chance to finish the sink and get the plan going. All I heard was Carol saying, "Sure, sounds like fun!"
Susan paced nervously around her living room, occasionally looking out her front window where she could barely see the front door of Carol's house. She saw Mike enter like 30 minutes ago but still no text or phone call? I hope he doesn't screw this up as her nerves were getting to her. Revenge has consumed Susan for the past few weeks, making her lose sleep and training time, but also seemed to enhance their love making each time they talked about what happened. I know Mike is nervous too, watching him walk down the street in his workman's clothes was kind of hot thinking he is probably binding her tight to the big brass bed right now. Susan had pleasured herself this morning when Mike when down to get coffee started, remembering the time when Carol was her submissive, massaging her feet as she read her book. I want that back she told herself, but quickly the erotic emotion of licking Carol's soles was too much and she gave in to the erotic scene and came hard.
Carol was sitting on the edge of the bed as the phone call ended and I made my move. Taking the bag out - opening it enough to feel the fumes come up, I closed the space quickly between us, but as I reached for Carol she was ready and quickly blocked my attempt to push her back on the bed. For a big girl, she was quick, catching the hand with the chloroform tighly at my wrist, she twisted it just enough to send me sprawling face first on the bed. Surprised at my goof, I tried to get to all fours, but Carol jumped on my back holding my wrist pinned to the bed and using her weight to flatten me out. What the hell Mike! I was shocked how strong Carol was and how skillful she had become as she worked the hand holding the baggie behind my back making me cry out as she locked it behind me. Pinned and going no where Carol pulled the baggie and quickly surmised that it was chloroform and before I knew it, she placed it over my face. No Carol as I inhaled the fumes sending my head spinning.
Susan jumped as her phone pinged. Come on over! My hands shook as I responded "About time! Let me get my bag of goodies and I will be there!" I was so turned on that I almost left the house without the bag, but as I quickly walked down the street, I thought the last time I did this I was barefoot. Then I remembered I never got my shoes and socks back! As I walked down the street, I got a new text - door open - come to the back - all tied up to the bed. Not sure why, but I had a funny feeling when I saw the text, just didn't seem right but my mind was somewhere else and it cost me. I opened the door expecting to hear Carol laughing as a preview for me, but only silence. Her house is big and I walked down the hallway and entered the bedroom through the half opened door. I froze instantly. Mike was bound naked, spread eagle tightly to the four corners of the bed except for his black workman boots. His mouth was duct taped and only muffled words could be heard. Before I could turn to run a strong arm grabbed me from behind and a big hand covered my face with a cloth and as I slowly fell asleep I wondered, what the hell happened?
I was groggy as I woke from my fog. I was hogtied naked on the bed between Mike's legs. Mike was laughing hard as I cleared my eyes I saw Carol straddling Mike's nude body, his cock was rock hard as she seemed to be tickling his sensitive pits. She had removed his duct tape gag allowing him to freely howl with laughter. She straddled him in a position where her big feet were resting on his thighs with his cock in between. Damn her feet were flawless, and her tan made her soles seem that much whiter. Yes Mistress Carol I loved to be tickled as once again he broke into a giggle with Carol teasingly touching his neck. I broke out of my daze, "what the hell Mike? what happened?" Carol gazed over her shoulder eyeing me with an evil grin. Well look who's awake Mikey, your ticklish wife Susan. She purposely flexed her toes to graze Mike's swollen cock making him squirm. Sorry it took so long to text you Susan but I had to make sure big Mike here was totally secure, then I had to torture the plan out of him. I covered his mouth and nose a few times so he couldn't breath. You can imagine how scared he got and quickly told me the plan you two worked out. I started to speak when Carol snapped - Shut up Missy! I stopped talking and even lowered my eyes. My hogtie was tight but comfy and I was vulnerable being naked as Carol now lay next to me, brushing back my hair. Mike told me you had some real tickle torture plans for me, is that true? I couldn't speak but Carol kept talking as she held my phone up then used my index finger to open the phone. Heard you have a favorite tickle video in here, is that right Mike? Mike was silent but his cock was still hard as Carol reached over and lightly tickled his balls and shaft with a light maddening touch. He whimpered and she smiled, he is my bitch now and I will break him today so much so that when he hears the name Carol he will get a hard on. Carol gave out an evil laugh as she browsed to my videos and hit play. She was watching the video intensely lightly tickling Mike's balls as the German gal screamed with laughter, making me imagine her torment that might soon be me.
Oh Susan, you poor thing, you had this planned for me, once again stroking the hair from my face. Carol's mind was racing, my gosh these two had a real plan to tickle torture me, even though Susan's demise was her husbands idea! You know Susan, Mikey here told me all about your submissive tickle side and even convinced me to get you tied the first time, he just didn't expect to be tickled too. Mike started to protest but was quickly cut-off by a sharp "Hush you" making him stop in mid babble. You really like this video here huh Susan, even saved it to your phone you naughty girl as she lightly stroked my bare back sending shivers over my body. Carol I'm so sorry, we just got caught up in the moment whimpered the humbled wife. What do you think this German's girl's name is Susan? Caught off guard, Susan says confusingly, "Um, I don't know?" Well today we will make a new video called "The tickle tortured wife Susan" and we will blast it all over porn hub just for all to enjoy. Oh no please Carol, I'm sorry please don't do that. Grabbing Susan's hair tightly pulling her head back so we were nose to nose, "Oh my dear, your begging has just begun" and for your husband here, I got another surprise. I stripped his clothes off but put his socks and boots back on for a special guest. Mikey, you know Paul from the gym right? Well he is gay, and turns out after I shared my tickle story about you two, that he has a thing for masculine str8 men. I told him he could have fun with you as long as he follows my tickling instructions and he was just so eager to oblige. He should be here shortly, so until he gets here, I want you to hear Susan scream with laughter. I moved Susan to a spot where her face was in Mike's crotch. Humiliating position but when she starts to laugh, poor Mike's balls will get teased but unlike the last time Mikey, you won't be cumming for a long time.
Susan shrieked with laughter as my nails tickled her tender soles with the lightest touch. She was hypersensitive right now, probably because of the intense situation and frayed nerves but she has already given up the fight. Carol thought it could be playful until Mikey told her their intent and she intended to give it right back to them. Some blackmail videos will help too as her dominant side was growing. Her ex-husband was a bully to Carol that made her shy and withdrawn but with the MMA training she had a new confidence and it empowered her. Mikey had some pre-cum drool but his cock still erect was going to be worked over by her new pal Paul, a young 30 year old with a deviant side almost equeal to Carol. Over drinks Carol couldn't help herself and told the whole story about Mike and Susan. Paul was really turned on when I told him what I did to Mike making him ask if he could play with us sometime. I had to explain it was a setup and probably never happen again, until now. When I texted him earlier - told him I had both tied up and wanted Paul to help me make some powerful tickle torture video of a tormented couple he screamed back with "HELL YES"
Paul told me how he seduced a rich kid in college one night, a filthy rich kid who had a thing for guys sucking him off. Needless to say, in the age of video on demand, Paul had black mailed him just enough to help with his expenses through college, but the kink never left him. Looking up I see Paul standing in my bedroom door, a big smile on his face as I nibbed on Susan's toes. Hi Paul, have you met my neighbors? Lovely seen as he snapped a picture of the room. I scolded him and told him to strip naked, I want Mikey to be uncomfortable from the get-go. He quickly stripped showing off a ripped body and a large swollen cock. Impressive Paul eyeing is big cock. Easy darling, this is for men only as he stood next to the bed with Mike's eyes wide with fear. Whats with the boots Carol? Mike was still wearing his boots and I explained to Paul that he was going to slowly remove his boots and socks and make Mike cry with laughter using all the tools my neighbors have here, pointing to the bag. More laughter from Susan as I tickled inside her thighs making her thrash causing Mike's cock to bounce around helplessly. Pointing to his cock, I told Paul he doesn't cum until I say so, but I want that hard all the time. No problem mistress Carol as Paul straddle Mike's torso. Are you ticklish Mike? Digging his fingers into Mike's ribs made him arch his back and thrash, but Mike was tied tight, with little or no room to wiggle. The spread eagle was perfect as every inch was exposed. The couple laughed in harmony as their bodies were poked and prodded making them weak with laughter. It was a good 15 minute start before Carol asked Paul to help get Susan to the small couch at the foot of the bed. I want her to watch as we try this oil and hair dryer treatment on Mike's feet.
Carol showed the video to Paul making him laugh nervously, my gosh Mistress, this is real torture, that poor girl is really screaming with laughter. Hey Mikey, you think you can handle this showing him the video which Mike had seen many times. He was softly protesting, please don't do that but as he protested Paul ripped off his right boot - then peeled off his moist black sock exposing his tender sweaty size 12. YUM as Paul ran his hand over the big foot, intoxicating the aroma. Damn, love that fresh foot smell as Paul stroked himself. Carol positioned Susan on a few pillows, releasing the hogtie position but keeping her bound so she can watch the torment. Whispering in her ear, this is the warm up so we know what we are doing to you later, my future porn star, sticking her warm tongue into Susan's ear making her squeal. Poor Mike was babbling now as Paul applied a nice coating of baby oil to his exposed right foot. The left foot was still booted and Carol wanted it that way for another torture. With an extension cord in place, the hair dryer started to blow. Not too close Paul, just about 3-4 inches, test the foot for hotness, but that should be a good distance. It took about 1 minute before Mike started to really squirm with the heat working the oil and now Paul rubbing the heated oil deep into his sole and toes.
Susan cried out. Paul turned to see the rubber band snapping on Susan's pretty sole. Ouch Mistress, that really stings huh? A few more hard snaps had Susan begging and crying out after each snap. After 15 snaps, Susan was worked over the lap of Carol and found herself on the receiving end of a hard bare hand spanking. Susan received 10 whacks, then her ribs were tickled by the strong Amazon making her arch and thrash as her husband beg for mercy from the heat. Hey Paul, time for the pointy chop sticks, drag them on the soles as you heat them. Mike was screaming as the sticks were poked and stroked over his red sole, with the laughter seeming to get louder with each poke. It was 10 minutes of torment for both of them, both physically and mentally as Susan's hair sweaty now stuck to her face.
It was break time which meant both got long drinks of ice tea. Susan was exhausted and cried softly as she knew the torment was just beginning. Mike guzzled his ice tea and tried to talk to Paul who was no fool and slowly stroked his cock as he tease Mike's cock with his warm oily hand. I am going to make you cum big guy, but of course - you have to wait until Mistress says so. Carol said you have a thing for feet too huh. Paul stuck his manly feet on Mike's face teasing rubbing his face and using his toes to tweak Mike's nose. Paul couldn't help himself and shot his load all over Mike's chest. Whoops, sorry about that Mike, I got carried away. Mike's eyes were dazed with lust, he needed to cum but was being denied. Susan was allowed to go to the bathroom. She was then carried over Carol's shoulder down to the back bedroom where she was then secured with arms at each post, but her feet bound together hanging off the foot of the bed. She ordered Paul back to the master bedroom and told him have his way with Mike, just don't leave any marks and don't let him cum until 4 PM, after that, milk him dry. I think we will be done by 6 tonight so we can get a nice dinner. The both laughed as Carol crawled on top of the bound Susan giving her soft kisses on her neck, ears and finally a full kiss on the submissive Susan's mouth.
I am going to really tickle torture your bare feet my lovely Susan and video tape your foot torture that you had planned for me. From today on, you are mine. You will be my friend whether you like it or not, and if you try to get revenge, I will show everyone your video and I mean everyone. In public you will always walk behind me, carry my purse and if I say so, you will hold my hand. Understand? Susan meekly shook her head yes, but also leaned forward and kissed Carol lightly on her lips. Surprised Carol smiled and said, "good girl". Then she let her fingers dance over her exposed pits making Susan giggle instantly. Down the hallway a loud burst of laughter erupted from Mike as it echoed down the walls. He is such a tickle bitch isn't he? Yes Mistress. Then more giggles as Carol stroked her ribs then flat tummy. Carol produced a small vibrator and worked it over Susan's clit making her scream out with a powerful orgasm. She seemed to pass out which was fine for Carol as she set the stage fo the foot tickle torture. Her expensive camera also worked for video so the tripod was put in place with a perfect view of Susan's bound soles. The bed was inclined so now you could see Susan clearly and her bare sole making sure you could see both during the torture. A loud manly grunt bounced off the walls, making Carol look at the clock to see if was now 4:01. Geez she thought, wasted no time there, as more laughter erupted. Not my feet, please no more hahahahhahahahahhahaha made Carol smile.
Susan woke up from her orgasm, thinking it was a dream she then heard Mike screaming out - please don't tickle my feet, then more laughter, then more begging as Mike seemed to be getting into the play with Paul. Looking past her feet she saw a smiling Carol applying an oil coat over her helpless feet. You ready for this bitch? Please Carol, don't do this, I will be your bitch but please don't do this as she struggled in her bondage. Not a chance Susan, you had this planned for me and now you are going to get it. Any last words, holding the hair dryer up, Susan started to plead but the dryer turned on and it muffled her voice. Her feet wiggled in protest but they were bound tight and unable to stop the heat. Susan saw the intent on Carol's face and knew she was in trouble. It started warm and uncomfortable, then it got hot with Carol working one hand over each foot massaging the oil deep into her soft soles. Susan's head thrashed as the heat got too much, screaming out but that only made Carol back off a bit, but the heat stayed on and finally she felt it. Looking down and bursting out his crazy laughter, she saw the fork scrape it way down her left foot, then the right. It tickled so bad she laughed harder then she had ever laughed as he feet wiggled back and forth helplessly, just like the poor German girl in the video. In fact, now she knows it was not fake or played out, it was real and she was experiencing a sensation she never felt before. Carol stopped the hair dryer but continued to work over her bare feet now with a ball point pen poking under her toes and writing little words all over her soles. The laughter had subsided to a meek giggles, with a hoarse occasionally burst of laughter, the poor girl had been broken.
Paul was into it now, he loved how Mike was playing into his tickling and even sucked Paul's cock at one point for a break from the tickling. When he nibbled on Mike's toes he would arch his back as much as he could but now he was beaten and ready to cum for the 3rd time this hour. Paul had put some crushed Viagra in the last ice tea and it made a difference as Paul quickly got hard. He shot his load then passed out, which was not a surprise but his snoring was comical and gave Paul a chance to lay back and snooze himself as he fell asleep to the laughter coming from the back bedroom.
Carol placed the vibrator in position again, this time taping it with some duct tape as she told Susan it was time for some foot and toe nibbling. Carol loved the litlte gals feet and feasted on each toe as she used her own vibrator to bring her quickly to orgasm. Susan cried out in lust shortly after and even though Carol feasted on her bare toes, she passed out snoring heavily as the afternoon overwhelmed her.
It was 5 30 when Carol's guest were untied. She stood them side by side naked as she instructed how things were going to be for now on. Chores around the house when she wanted them done. Girl dates for shopping and lunches with the reminder to Susan that she would be submissive as Carol described earlier. Once again, they both walked out barefoot with a couple of neighbors wondering why Mike and Susan were barefoot this time of year. If they would have really inspected Susan's soles, they would have seen words like tickle bitch, foot slave and torture me please.
A few weeks later Carol walked into a restaurant with Susan right behind her carrying her purse and saying yes Ma'am, just like Carol wanted. Mike had started taking MMA classes paying Paul a large sum of money each month for his training, much more than any one else. As a reminder, both Mike and Susan got matching tattoos on their back that simply said "Yes Mistress"
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The last two weeks since the exhausting tickle torture we both went through has us confused and a bit off in our life. We both woke up after the tickle night and both equally shocked about what happened but also extremely turned on. As we lay in bed and recanted our memories of the night before, I could not help myself and found myself turned on which also seemed to get Susan worked up. I can't believe your hardy laughter when she snaked her tongue through your cute toes Susan, I mean you were screaming and I couldn't rescue you. But she positioned you just right - your face and your exposed soles were in perfect view. I was hard and Susan stroked my cock. How many times did you cum last night Mike? Three times as her stroke tempo picked up. You look so submissive yourself there big guy as Susan now climbed on top of me - gliding me inside of her. She pumped up and down on my stiff rod screaming out, "God it was hot when she tickled your big feet". We lay there panting, when Susan said, we got to get to her back Mike. Susan and I had a problem though - every time we talked about what happened and how to get her back with kidnap scenes, how we would tickle her, we got turned on and ended up screwing again so the plan really never got fully planned. (Mike's mind set)
Mike and I did well to avoid Carol during the past couple of weeks, she was even bold enough to come knocking on our door with a bottle of wine but I didn't answer since Mike wasn't home. I made sure I went to the gym when she was either just leaving or arriving. She would say Hi Susan with a big smile but I would look the other way and walk past. Oh come on dear, you can't be mad can you with a evil smile. Normally I would have really given it to her, but each time I got mad the night returned to me and I felt my submissive side come through. In my private thoughts I relished her boldness in getting me down like that, surprising me with the speed and toughness I didn't think she possessed. She has such pretty feet for a big gal and making me lick and kiss her feet as Mike howled and begged with laughter was a mind fuck I was having a hard time overcoming. And worst, it turned me on in so many ways. She was so smooth in how she controlled not only me, but Mike too. She patiently tickled every spot and when she discovered a spot like just above my hips - she exploited it. Mike and I were planning a revenge but whenever we got into details we end up fucking so our plan seemed scattered. Mike is a biologist and came up with a great plan. He could make the right kind of chloroform mix that would quickly knock out our Amazon neighbor safely. We tested on both of us and it worked well with only a mild 10 minutes or less of being out. Mike decided he would break the ice with Carol at some point next week and since she needed some work done on her house, he would offer to fix the garage door that won't close all the way and use the time to quickly chloroform her. Tie her up tight and get me over there so we can start our own tickle torture. Make and I planned a new attack as we poured over tickle videos even finding some real torture tickling to include using warm baby oil, heating up soles with a hair dryer among other techniques.
Susan loves my plan for using the home made chloroform that is easy to make and as we took turns knocking each other out - it worked as I knew it would. I have a minor in Chemistry and fine tuning the chemicals to make a harmless batch that really just puts you to sleep for 5 to 10 minutes. It was fun to practice with Susan as I took the sandwich bag out of my pocket with the soaked cloth, opened it enough to place it over her mouth and nose for 10 seconds and she was out. I even took the time to suck on her toes while she snoozed, proof that it was working. I often would see Carol at the grocery store and exchange basic pleasantries but I have to admit, she was intimidating now as I know she got into my head. The tickle night is burned into my memory and every time I think about any aspect of it, I get hard and the horny clouds my mind. Carol did everything right that night, positioning Susan at the perfect angle for me to see her tickle anguish but also as she tickled me she relished my begging, calling me a big pussy. When I was becoming immune to her tickling, she grabbed some rubber bands from her junk drawer and placed them on my feet so the bands were mid-foot. Then she pulled them back with a mean look on her face making me believe she was visioning her cheating ex-husband on the other end. SNAP! The sting was real on my left foot, then SNAP! on my right foot as I cried out. Six more snaps on each foot as tears welled up in my eyes as it stung like bee stings. The soles of the foot are so sensitive especially on the instep that I was sure she could kill me with the rubber bands. Carol please, it hurts! You are such a little bitch as she sat next to me pinching my nipples with a hard tweak. Again, I cried out in pain. Please don't do that I begged as Susan watched in what looked like pity for me but still seemed to be hiding a smile. A deep french kiss from Carol as she stroked my cock for a third time was more than I could take and shot my load slumping exhausted in the chair.
So the plan was simple enough for me. I would offer the next time I see Carol to stop by and get that garage door fixed I promised to do before all this happened. I would take the approach of, we had our fun, and go back to being neighbor friends. Of course to Susan and I that sounded reasonable as Susan said she would be kinder to Carol next time so her guard would be down. Carol always has drinks at her house and was sure she would offer which would put us in her living room where I would be able to pull out the concoction and quickly subdue her. I had to act quickly and get the big gal bound with at least her hands behind her back but if I could get her to the bedroom, then I could tie her spread eagle to her bed. It would be a challenge, but at least if she is subdued I could then let Susan know to come over with our bag of goodies to enact revenge on the Amazon bitch.
I saw Carol leaving the local Walmart and struck up a polite conversation as we both talk casually, I finally said, Hey, I promised to fix your garage door, why don't I come over on Saturday and get that done? Thanks Mike, but Paul from the gym helpled me with that last week. I felt deflated which Carol seemed to pick up on and then said, well my master bathroom sink has a slow drip, any good with that stuff? I have good handyman skills and quickly told her it would be an easy fix, but also thought to myself, perfect - much closer to your bed that I plan to tie you up on. Come over after lunch if that works, I have a morning work out with Paul but should be free all afternoon. We both smiled and said our fake goodbye's as I felt our plan was falling into place.
You ready for this Mike as my wife went through the plan again, even having me practice pulling out the bag and getting it over her face. You might have to tackle her onto the bed, but once you get this on her, it will be lights out. Of course the night before we talked it out a bit, but quickly ended up fucking as Susan told me how she was studying a video where a girl's foot was covered in warm oil then the hair dryer is used to heat up the foot making it super sensitive. Susan showed me the saved video on her phone as we watched the poor German girl squealing and thrashing madly as the heated foot was being poked by a fork, her laughter was real. That's going to be Carol as she climbed on top of me making us pass out as we climaxed.
Carol sent me a text around noon time telling me to come over anytime, even suggesting I bring Susan along if she wasn't too scared to come to the tickle dungeon followed with a smiley face. I lied telling her Susan was at the store, but with my own smiley face I said, I will leave her a note to come join us later. Susan was fuming, "What a bitch, mocking me like that Mike!" I calmed her down quickly, "I will be sending you a text once she is bound and helpless, then you come over with the bag of toys so we can show her what a real tickle dungeon is all about as I placed a kiss on Susan's forehead. I put the chloroform bag in my small tool bag that I needed to fix the drippy sink. It shouldn't take long and I will surprise her quickly and then text you to come on down. We both laughed at my small joke, excited that we were going to do this.
As I walked down the street I was nervous as hell. Just a few weeks ago Susan and I walked this same path barefoot back to our house, humiliated, humbled and broken. I realized, I never did get my flip flops back making a mental note to ask for them back. Carol opened the door and we made small talk before going back to the master bathroom, I kept fumbling my words as I tried to stay calm. What sucked is Carol was wearing a skimpy skirt, sleeveless top that showed off her tight muscles which I forgot that she was still doing those MMA workouts at the gym with her personal trainer stud Paul. She was actually an imposing force standing next to her. She was barefoot with a bright red polish showing off her long toes against her tan skin. My cock was already stirring as I crawled under the sink, her bare feet so close as she kept talking, sipping on some wine she casually poked me in the ribs with her right foot asking me if I needed some help. I wore jeans today with my workmen boots and Carhart shirt. My cock was now straining in my jeans pissing me off since I was losing focus on our plan. Her phone rang as she took the call giving me a chance to finish the sink and get the plan going. All I heard was Carol saying, "Sure, sounds like fun!"
Susan paced nervously around her living room, occasionally looking out her front window where she could barely see the front door of Carol's house. She saw Mike enter like 30 minutes ago but still no text or phone call? I hope he doesn't screw this up as her nerves were getting to her. Revenge has consumed Susan for the past few weeks, making her lose sleep and training time, but also seemed to enhance their love making each time they talked about what happened. I know Mike is nervous too, watching him walk down the street in his workman's clothes was kind of hot thinking he is probably binding her tight to the big brass bed right now. Susan had pleasured herself this morning when Mike when down to get coffee started, remembering the time when Carol was her submissive, massaging her feet as she read her book. I want that back she told herself, but quickly the erotic emotion of licking Carol's soles was too much and she gave in to the erotic scene and came hard.
Carol was sitting on the edge of the bed as the phone call ended and I made my move. Taking the bag out - opening it enough to feel the fumes come up, I closed the space quickly between us, but as I reached for Carol she was ready and quickly blocked my attempt to push her back on the bed. For a big girl, she was quick, catching the hand with the chloroform tighly at my wrist, she twisted it just enough to send me sprawling face first on the bed. Surprised at my goof, I tried to get to all fours, but Carol jumped on my back holding my wrist pinned to the bed and using her weight to flatten me out. What the hell Mike! I was shocked how strong Carol was and how skillful she had become as she worked the hand holding the baggie behind my back making me cry out as she locked it behind me. Pinned and going no where Carol pulled the baggie and quickly surmised that it was chloroform and before I knew it, she placed it over my face. No Carol as I inhaled the fumes sending my head spinning.
Susan jumped as her phone pinged. Come on over! My hands shook as I responded "About time! Let me get my bag of goodies and I will be there!" I was so turned on that I almost left the house without the bag, but as I quickly walked down the street, I thought the last time I did this I was barefoot. Then I remembered I never got my shoes and socks back! As I walked down the street, I got a new text - door open - come to the back - all tied up to the bed. Not sure why, but I had a funny feeling when I saw the text, just didn't seem right but my mind was somewhere else and it cost me. I opened the door expecting to hear Carol laughing as a preview for me, but only silence. Her house is big and I walked down the hallway and entered the bedroom through the half opened door. I froze instantly. Mike was bound naked, spread eagle tightly to the four corners of the bed except for his black workman boots. His mouth was duct taped and only muffled words could be heard. Before I could turn to run a strong arm grabbed me from behind and a big hand covered my face with a cloth and as I slowly fell asleep I wondered, what the hell happened?
I was groggy as I woke from my fog. I was hogtied naked on the bed between Mike's legs. Mike was laughing hard as I cleared my eyes I saw Carol straddling Mike's nude body, his cock was rock hard as she seemed to be tickling his sensitive pits. She had removed his duct tape gag allowing him to freely howl with laughter. She straddled him in a position where her big feet were resting on his thighs with his cock in between. Damn her feet were flawless, and her tan made her soles seem that much whiter. Yes Mistress Carol I loved to be tickled as once again he broke into a giggle with Carol teasingly touching his neck. I broke out of my daze, "what the hell Mike? what happened?" Carol gazed over her shoulder eyeing me with an evil grin. Well look who's awake Mikey, your ticklish wife Susan. She purposely flexed her toes to graze Mike's swollen cock making him squirm. Sorry it took so long to text you Susan but I had to make sure big Mike here was totally secure, then I had to torture the plan out of him. I covered his mouth and nose a few times so he couldn't breath. You can imagine how scared he got and quickly told me the plan you two worked out. I started to speak when Carol snapped - Shut up Missy! I stopped talking and even lowered my eyes. My hogtie was tight but comfy and I was vulnerable being naked as Carol now lay next to me, brushing back my hair. Mike told me you had some real tickle torture plans for me, is that true? I couldn't speak but Carol kept talking as she held my phone up then used my index finger to open the phone. Heard you have a favorite tickle video in here, is that right Mike? Mike was silent but his cock was still hard as Carol reached over and lightly tickled his balls and shaft with a light maddening touch. He whimpered and she smiled, he is my bitch now and I will break him today so much so that when he hears the name Carol he will get a hard on. Carol gave out an evil laugh as she browsed to my videos and hit play. She was watching the video intensely lightly tickling Mike's balls as the German gal screamed with laughter, making me imagine her torment that might soon be me.
Oh Susan, you poor thing, you had this planned for me, once again stroking the hair from my face. Carol's mind was racing, my gosh these two had a real plan to tickle torture me, even though Susan's demise was her husbands idea! You know Susan, Mikey here told me all about your submissive tickle side and even convinced me to get you tied the first time, he just didn't expect to be tickled too. Mike started to protest but was quickly cut-off by a sharp "Hush you" making him stop in mid babble. You really like this video here huh Susan, even saved it to your phone you naughty girl as she lightly stroked my bare back sending shivers over my body. Carol I'm so sorry, we just got caught up in the moment whimpered the humbled wife. What do you think this German's girl's name is Susan? Caught off guard, Susan says confusingly, "Um, I don't know?" Well today we will make a new video called "The tickle tortured wife Susan" and we will blast it all over porn hub just for all to enjoy. Oh no please Carol, I'm sorry please don't do that. Grabbing Susan's hair tightly pulling her head back so we were nose to nose, "Oh my dear, your begging has just begun" and for your husband here, I got another surprise. I stripped his clothes off but put his socks and boots back on for a special guest. Mikey, you know Paul from the gym right? Well he is gay, and turns out after I shared my tickle story about you two, that he has a thing for masculine str8 men. I told him he could have fun with you as long as he follows my tickling instructions and he was just so eager to oblige. He should be here shortly, so until he gets here, I want you to hear Susan scream with laughter. I moved Susan to a spot where her face was in Mike's crotch. Humiliating position but when she starts to laugh, poor Mike's balls will get teased but unlike the last time Mikey, you won't be cumming for a long time.
Susan shrieked with laughter as my nails tickled her tender soles with the lightest touch. She was hypersensitive right now, probably because of the intense situation and frayed nerves but she has already given up the fight. Carol thought it could be playful until Mikey told her their intent and she intended to give it right back to them. Some blackmail videos will help too as her dominant side was growing. Her ex-husband was a bully to Carol that made her shy and withdrawn but with the MMA training she had a new confidence and it empowered her. Mikey had some pre-cum drool but his cock still erect was going to be worked over by her new pal Paul, a young 30 year old with a deviant side almost equeal to Carol. Over drinks Carol couldn't help herself and told the whole story about Mike and Susan. Paul was really turned on when I told him what I did to Mike making him ask if he could play with us sometime. I had to explain it was a setup and probably never happen again, until now. When I texted him earlier - told him I had both tied up and wanted Paul to help me make some powerful tickle torture video of a tormented couple he screamed back with "HELL YES"
Paul told me how he seduced a rich kid in college one night, a filthy rich kid who had a thing for guys sucking him off. Needless to say, in the age of video on demand, Paul had black mailed him just enough to help with his expenses through college, but the kink never left him. Looking up I see Paul standing in my bedroom door, a big smile on his face as I nibbed on Susan's toes. Hi Paul, have you met my neighbors? Lovely seen as he snapped a picture of the room. I scolded him and told him to strip naked, I want Mikey to be uncomfortable from the get-go. He quickly stripped showing off a ripped body and a large swollen cock. Impressive Paul eyeing is big cock. Easy darling, this is for men only as he stood next to the bed with Mike's eyes wide with fear. Whats with the boots Carol? Mike was still wearing his boots and I explained to Paul that he was going to slowly remove his boots and socks and make Mike cry with laughter using all the tools my neighbors have here, pointing to the bag. More laughter from Susan as I tickled inside her thighs making her thrash causing Mike's cock to bounce around helplessly. Pointing to his cock, I told Paul he doesn't cum until I say so, but I want that hard all the time. No problem mistress Carol as Paul straddle Mike's torso. Are you ticklish Mike? Digging his fingers into Mike's ribs made him arch his back and thrash, but Mike was tied tight, with little or no room to wiggle. The spread eagle was perfect as every inch was exposed. The couple laughed in harmony as their bodies were poked and prodded making them weak with laughter. It was a good 15 minute start before Carol asked Paul to help get Susan to the small couch at the foot of the bed. I want her to watch as we try this oil and hair dryer treatment on Mike's feet.
Carol showed the video to Paul making him laugh nervously, my gosh Mistress, this is real torture, that poor girl is really screaming with laughter. Hey Mikey, you think you can handle this showing him the video which Mike had seen many times. He was softly protesting, please don't do that but as he protested Paul ripped off his right boot - then peeled off his moist black sock exposing his tender sweaty size 12. YUM as Paul ran his hand over the big foot, intoxicating the aroma. Damn, love that fresh foot smell as Paul stroked himself. Carol positioned Susan on a few pillows, releasing the hogtie position but keeping her bound so she can watch the torment. Whispering in her ear, this is the warm up so we know what we are doing to you later, my future porn star, sticking her warm tongue into Susan's ear making her squeal. Poor Mike was babbling now as Paul applied a nice coating of baby oil to his exposed right foot. The left foot was still booted and Carol wanted it that way for another torture. With an extension cord in place, the hair dryer started to blow. Not too close Paul, just about 3-4 inches, test the foot for hotness, but that should be a good distance. It took about 1 minute before Mike started to really squirm with the heat working the oil and now Paul rubbing the heated oil deep into his sole and toes.
Susan cried out. Paul turned to see the rubber band snapping on Susan's pretty sole. Ouch Mistress, that really stings huh? A few more hard snaps had Susan begging and crying out after each snap. After 15 snaps, Susan was worked over the lap of Carol and found herself on the receiving end of a hard bare hand spanking. Susan received 10 whacks, then her ribs were tickled by the strong Amazon making her arch and thrash as her husband beg for mercy from the heat. Hey Paul, time for the pointy chop sticks, drag them on the soles as you heat them. Mike was screaming as the sticks were poked and stroked over his red sole, with the laughter seeming to get louder with each poke. It was 10 minutes of torment for both of them, both physically and mentally as Susan's hair sweaty now stuck to her face.
It was break time which meant both got long drinks of ice tea. Susan was exhausted and cried softly as she knew the torment was just beginning. Mike guzzled his ice tea and tried to talk to Paul who was no fool and slowly stroked his cock as he tease Mike's cock with his warm oily hand. I am going to make you cum big guy, but of course - you have to wait until Mistress says so. Carol said you have a thing for feet too huh. Paul stuck his manly feet on Mike's face teasing rubbing his face and using his toes to tweak Mike's nose. Paul couldn't help himself and shot his load all over Mike's chest. Whoops, sorry about that Mike, I got carried away. Mike's eyes were dazed with lust, he needed to cum but was being denied. Susan was allowed to go to the bathroom. She was then carried over Carol's shoulder down to the back bedroom where she was then secured with arms at each post, but her feet bound together hanging off the foot of the bed. She ordered Paul back to the master bedroom and told him have his way with Mike, just don't leave any marks and don't let him cum until 4 PM, after that, milk him dry. I think we will be done by 6 tonight so we can get a nice dinner. The both laughed as Carol crawled on top of the bound Susan giving her soft kisses on her neck, ears and finally a full kiss on the submissive Susan's mouth.
I am going to really tickle torture your bare feet my lovely Susan and video tape your foot torture that you had planned for me. From today on, you are mine. You will be my friend whether you like it or not, and if you try to get revenge, I will show everyone your video and I mean everyone. In public you will always walk behind me, carry my purse and if I say so, you will hold my hand. Understand? Susan meekly shook her head yes, but also leaned forward and kissed Carol lightly on her lips. Surprised Carol smiled and said, "good girl". Then she let her fingers dance over her exposed pits making Susan giggle instantly. Down the hallway a loud burst of laughter erupted from Mike as it echoed down the walls. He is such a tickle bitch isn't he? Yes Mistress. Then more giggles as Carol stroked her ribs then flat tummy. Carol produced a small vibrator and worked it over Susan's clit making her scream out with a powerful orgasm. She seemed to pass out which was fine for Carol as she set the stage fo the foot tickle torture. Her expensive camera also worked for video so the tripod was put in place with a perfect view of Susan's bound soles. The bed was inclined so now you could see Susan clearly and her bare sole making sure you could see both during the torture. A loud manly grunt bounced off the walls, making Carol look at the clock to see if was now 4:01. Geez she thought, wasted no time there, as more laughter erupted. Not my feet, please no more hahahahhahahahahhahaha made Carol smile.
Susan woke up from her orgasm, thinking it was a dream she then heard Mike screaming out - please don't tickle my feet, then more laughter, then more begging as Mike seemed to be getting into the play with Paul. Looking past her feet she saw a smiling Carol applying an oil coat over her helpless feet. You ready for this bitch? Please Carol, don't do this, I will be your bitch but please don't do this as she struggled in her bondage. Not a chance Susan, you had this planned for me and now you are going to get it. Any last words, holding the hair dryer up, Susan started to plead but the dryer turned on and it muffled her voice. Her feet wiggled in protest but they were bound tight and unable to stop the heat. Susan saw the intent on Carol's face and knew she was in trouble. It started warm and uncomfortable, then it got hot with Carol working one hand over each foot massaging the oil deep into her soft soles. Susan's head thrashed as the heat got too much, screaming out but that only made Carol back off a bit, but the heat stayed on and finally she felt it. Looking down and bursting out his crazy laughter, she saw the fork scrape it way down her left foot, then the right. It tickled so bad she laughed harder then she had ever laughed as he feet wiggled back and forth helplessly, just like the poor German girl in the video. In fact, now she knows it was not fake or played out, it was real and she was experiencing a sensation she never felt before. Carol stopped the hair dryer but continued to work over her bare feet now with a ball point pen poking under her toes and writing little words all over her soles. The laughter had subsided to a meek giggles, with a hoarse occasionally burst of laughter, the poor girl had been broken.
Paul was into it now, he loved how Mike was playing into his tickling and even sucked Paul's cock at one point for a break from the tickling. When he nibbled on Mike's toes he would arch his back as much as he could but now he was beaten and ready to cum for the 3rd time this hour. Paul had put some crushed Viagra in the last ice tea and it made a difference as Paul quickly got hard. He shot his load then passed out, which was not a surprise but his snoring was comical and gave Paul a chance to lay back and snooze himself as he fell asleep to the laughter coming from the back bedroom.
Carol placed the vibrator in position again, this time taping it with some duct tape as she told Susan it was time for some foot and toe nibbling. Carol loved the litlte gals feet and feasted on each toe as she used her own vibrator to bring her quickly to orgasm. Susan cried out in lust shortly after and even though Carol feasted on her bare toes, she passed out snoring heavily as the afternoon overwhelmed her.
It was 5 30 when Carol's guest were untied. She stood them side by side naked as she instructed how things were going to be for now on. Chores around the house when she wanted them done. Girl dates for shopping and lunches with the reminder to Susan that she would be submissive as Carol described earlier. Once again, they both walked out barefoot with a couple of neighbors wondering why Mike and Susan were barefoot this time of year. If they would have really inspected Susan's soles, they would have seen words like tickle bitch, foot slave and torture me please.
A few weeks later Carol walked into a restaurant with Susan right behind her carrying her purse and saying yes Ma'am, just like Carol wanted. Mike had started taking MMA classes paying Paul a large sum of money each month for his training, much more than any one else. As a reminder, both Mike and Susan got matching tattoos on their back that simply said "Yes Mistress"
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