“The Channel 9 News Team” Part 2
*This story was requested by a TMF member. It was written based off of that member’s interests so if you don’t like what it’s about, keep it to yourself. The news station and all characters are fictional. We made up every name and description so if they match a news team somewhere, it is completely coincidental. And you should let me know so I can buy a Powerball ticket because what are the odds of that? FAIR WARNING: This story is EXTREMELY dark and should not be read by anyone...ever.
The last thing Stacy Becker remembered was the van pulling to the side of the road and then the back doors opening. Tom had climbed in the back with a chloroform-soaked rag and put the Channel 9 News ladies out one by one. When Stacy came to, she wasn’t in the van anymore. The Channel 9 weather girl didn’t know where she was, just that she was lying on a carpeted floor with the rest of her coworkers piled around her. They were all starting to wake up and squirm around. All of them quickly found their hands were tied securely behind their back and their ankles were tied together. The women all started to struggle to get free of their ropes and shout for help.
Stacy looked around. Wherever they were, it obviously belonged to someone with money. The large room was furnished with several couches and ottomans near a huge television. There was a workout area next to a small, private steam room. And the walls were lined with dozens of strange bondage tools and other weird supplies. There were gags and leather cuffs and leather outfits and dildos and brushes and you name it, it was hanging on a wall somewhere. “This room is definitely some perverted guy’s version of a man cave,” Stacy thought to herself as she looked around.
The women were still writhing and trying to untie each other’s wrists when the door to the downstairs opened. Tom and Rich walked in and the room fell silent. “Hello, ladies. How are your bums feeling after that drive?” Tom asked with a smug expression as he gazed out at his prized haul. He finally had all the bratty, teasing bitches from Channel 9 here in front of him defenseless. “We have a little...game for you all to play to sort of get you familiar with how your stay here will be. Anything short of your full cooperation when we tell you to do something will result in you really, REALLY wishing you had obeyed the first time.”
“Oh God, where the fuck are Matt and Adam?! They had almost rescued us right before the van drove off but where were they now? Thrown out of the van on the side of the road? Dead?” Stacy thought as she frantically tried to figure out why she was here and how she could get back home.
“We’ll start with you and...you,” Tom said as he pointed to Rhonda Sterling and Megan Young. Rhonda was the station’s lead anchor who reported the biggest stories. Megan was a cheery, sincerely nice person that served as one of the station’s field reporters. Tom felt a little guilty about capturing Megan along with the other bitches but at this point, he knew she had to go as well. He was planning on starting fresh with an entirely brand new staff of female anchors.
Rhonda and Megan were taken over to a nearby ottoman. It was oversized to match the huge wrap-around couch so it easily fit Rhonda and Megan in the hogtied position on top of it. The women were fearful of Tom’s threat and didn’t struggle as their wrists and ankles were secured together. Now they were both hogtied lying next to each other on top of the cushy ottoman.
Rich was standing behind them and started sliding off their high heels. Rhonda’s black heels were taken away from her, revealing a dainty pair of well-maintained size 6.5 feet. The 35-year old had somewhat wrinkly arches, long but thin toes, and small heels that barely had any rough areas. Her toenails were painted a dark maroon color.
Rich moved over to Megan and removed her pink heels. Megan had a breathtaking pair of size 8 feet. Creamy arches and heels with perfect pinkish coloring. Her toes were flawless with rounded lollipop tips. Her toes were painted a playful light pink color. Megan could have been a foot model if she wanted to; her soles were divine. Tom was salivating just thinking of sucking each of her perfect toes for hours.
Tom snapped to and finished explaining the competition. “Rhonda...Megan...the first person who laughs will be punished.” The two women looked at him with puzzled expressions. Then suddenly, they felt fingers squirming across their upturned soles. Rich placed a hand on each pair of soles before him and started giving them a good tickling. Rhonda and Megan remembered Tom’s threat and caught themselves before laughter could escape their mouths. Each woman gritted her teeth and pushed the laughter back down. Rhonda kicked her feet as best she could and wiggled them around as much as possible. Megan kept her feet more still but scrunched her toes down as hard as she could and almost made a whimpering sound because she was trying so hard not to laugh.
Rich kept his tickle assault up. He used his right hand to creep his fingers along just below Rhonda’s toes. Then he dug his fingertips around near the base of her toes and made her whole body jolt. Rich was using his left hand to stroke Megan’s delectable arches. They were incredibly supple and smooth. Her baby soft feet were still scrunched tight but her arches were easy to exploit. Rich scratched his fingers over her arches near the balls of her feet and he could tell it was just killing her not to laugh like crazy.
Rich kept this up until finally Rhonda lost it for a second or two and let out a burst of laughter. “Uh oh...” teased Rich as he stopped tickling the two women. Megan was very relieved that Rhonda had laughed. She was just about to start letting out giggles herself. Rhonda looked around nervously and asked, “Wait...what does that mean? What happens now? You said the first person to laugh gets punished. Punished how? What are you going to do to me?”
Rhonda was so preoccupied with trying to look behind her to see if she would be tickled more that she didn’t even notice Tom undoing his belt and pants right in front of her. When Rhonda looked back in front of her, Tom’s engorged dick was waiting for her. He held the sides of her face and slipped his cock into her tiny little mouth, easily filling it up with his manhood. Rhonda made a startled grunt and her eyes got as huge as saucers when she realized her boss’ penis was now inside her mouth. Rhonda tried to turn her head and spit him out but she couldn’t move much and Tom held her head still. He began thrusting, slowly at first and then picked up his tempo. The other girls could see the bulge along Rhonda’s cheek as Tom’s penis pumped in and out. Rhonda had a scowl as she laid there on the ottoman hogtied getting face fucked in front of her peers.
Rich started tickling Rhonda’s feet again. He just couldn’t help himself. The bitchy news anchor was in quite a vulnerable situation being hogtied with her bare feet sticking up in the air. Rhonda started gagging on Tom’s cock as she tried to laugh again with her mouth completely full. The totality of everything made Tom finish quickly. Soon, he felt a rush of cum building up and then exploding into Rhonda’s mouth. Channel 9’s lead anchor had a mouthful of jizz and some on her chin after Tom pulled out. Rhonda and Megan were still bound but no longer hogtied as they were put back with the others.
Tom fastened his belt and then picked out two more girls. Co-anchors Courtney Jenkins and Samantha Roe were pulled up next and similarly hogtied next to each other lying on the ottoman. This time Tom stood behind them and removed their shoes. He started with Samantha who was wearing classic black, closed-toe heels. He slipped them off easily and gazed at her large size 10 soles. They were shapely and meaty with wrinkly arches and hefty heels. Samantha’s toenails were painted a dark cherry color that almost resembled maroon.
Tom reached over and tugged off Courtney’s black heels. Although not quite as big as her co-anchor’s, Courtney’s feet were not small by any means. She had pleasantly soft size 9 feet with plump toes that were painted dark purple. Her second toes were slightly longer than her big toes. Tom often wondered what it would be like to lie underneath the news desk and have his face smothered by Samantha and Courtney’s stinky feet while they read the news to oblivious viewers.
Tom placed a hand on each girl’s upturned arches as Rich undid his pants. “Remember the rule, girls...” Tom said right before he began frantically wiggling his fingertips around on their large, soft peds. Samantha tensed up and grunted a little in annoyance. She wiggled her soles around trying to get away from the tormenting fingers scratching over her arches and heels. Courtney nearly jumped off the ottoman when the tickling started. She quickly regained her composure and was silent while she squirmed around and kicked her feet as much as she could.
Stacy watched with concern and dread. Her two coworkers had been partners since she started at Channel 9 and she knew they were close friends outside of reporting the news. Now here they were hogtied getting tickled and trying not to get a dick shoved in their mouths. Stacy could see Samantha’s big feet were scrunched tight and wrinkled. Her eyes were closed tightly as well as she concentrated on not succumbing to her own urge to laugh. Courtney has a panicked look on her face as she looked around. She seemed like she was holding her breath. Courtney wiggled her feet desperately as Tom wiggled his fingers on her arches and toes.
Finally, Courtney lost it and blurred out the laughter and giggles that had been dying to get out. That was immediately followed by profanity as Courtney realized she had just lost. Rich undid himself and pulled out his already erect penis. He gripped his shaft and smacked the head of his cock on Courtney’s cheek as she whined. “Start sucking, bitch,” Rich ordered. Courtney was starting to sniffle a little as she timidly placed her lips around the tip of Rich’s penis and took shallow sucks.
Rich gripped Courtney by the hair and thrust the rest of his member past her gingerly sucking lips. He didn’t stop until her forehead was against his lower abdomen. Courtney immediately gagged and tried to recoil but there wasn’t much she could do and Rich was holding her tightly. Rich started moving his hips and gave the cute little news anchor’s mouth a good fucking. “Are your tonsils ticklish too, bitch? Let’s find out,” Rich teased as he was sure the tip of his cock was near the back of her throat.
Rich pulled off of Courtney briefly. Strings of drool followed his wet penis from her lips. Tears were running down from the corners of Courtney’s eyes, smearing her mascara slightly. She immediately begged him to stop and that she’ll do whatever he says. Then Tom surprised her by starting to tickle her feet again. Courtney wasn’t expecting it and let out girlish laughter right away. “No! Leave my feet alone! Oh God wait! Not again! Please don’t put your MMMMHHHHFFMMM!!!” Courtney yelled as Rich once again pushed his fat cock into her mouth. It wasn’t long before Rich erupted and shot his load down her throat. Courtney tried to pull away but he forced her to stay on him until he was done. When he finally did pull back, Courtney choked and spit out as much of his goo as she could while catching her breath.
Courtney and Samantha were released from the hogtie position and laid back down with their coworkers. Sports reporter Lisa Holstein and field reporter Abby Wright were up next. They were both pulled up and brought over to the ottoman to be hogtied. Stacy watched as two more of her coworkers were about to be subjected to the no laughing challenge. Stacy felt guilty for thinking this at all but secretly, she kinda hoped Abby would laugh first so that bitch would get her big fucking mouth stuffed full with her boss’ cock. That might shut her up.
By this point, the two women knew what was about to happen. But that didn’t make them feel any less anxious when Rich started pulling off their shoes. Lisa felt her black heels leave her. Her huge size 11 soles were now bared for everyone to see but at least she took good care of them. She had gotten French tips during her most recent pedicure. “You’ve got some boats, girl,” Rich teased as he tossed her heels to the side. It was nothing Lisa hadn’t heard her whole life since adolescence. People always commented on how big her feet were but it came with the territory of being 6 feet tall as a woman. Lisa’s soles were not meaty at all; she had shallow arches and her toes were long and spindly.
Rich untied the laces and tugged off Abby’s tennis shoes. Then he peeled off her grey anklet socks to reveal her meaty little size 6 feet. Abby had stubby toes that descended down from her big toes evenly. Her toenail polish was dark blue that seemed to lighten to royal blue when the light hit it right. Abby’s heels, the balls of her feet, and the pads below her toes were fleshy, smooth, and supple. “Wow, what a crazy contrast. We’ve got one girl with giantess feet and another with little feet. It’s like David standing next to Goliath or something,” Rich commented in an amused way.
Rich let them have it and brought his wiggling fingers in contact with the two pairs of soles on display before him. Both women jumped and wanted to crawl out of their skin it felt so terrible. Lisa and Abby both started squirming around as best they could. Lisa curled her long toes down as tight as she could and had a beaming smile on her face as she fought back the urge to laugh. Rich’s fingers slid around her lengthy foot bottoms and tormented her arches and heels. Lisa shook Rich’s hand away hard anytime he scratched his fingers near the base of her clenched toes.
Abby’s small, tender soles were also under attack by Rich’s experienced hands. He played around near her wide, rounded heels that were warm and smooth to the touch. Then he dug in around her wrinkled, meaty arches and really watched her squirm. She crossed one foot in front of the other again and again. Anything for a second of reprieve. Abby’s face contorted in silent agony as she clenched her teeth together and held her breath.
It was Lisa who laughed first this time. Her big, ticklish feet were just too vulnerable and she burst forth with high-pitched, girlish laughter. As the tickling subsided, Lisa was still winding down with small giggles as Tom stuck his dick in her mouth. He was already rock hard again after cumming in Rhonda’s mouth. The tall, stunning sports reporter knew what was coming the moment she laughed but didn’t expect it so quickly. Lisa gave a surprised guttural sound and her eyes became as huge as her boss began to throat her.
Lisa closed her eyes, which had tears forming at the corners. With her arms tied behind her, she was powerless to keep Tom from holding her face still and sliding his member past her lips over and over. She could swear the tip of his cock was halfway down her throat he was so excited. “The view of my pretty, impressively large feet must be doing it for him,” Lisa thought as she felt her gag reflex being triggered.
Rich wrapped his arm around Lisa’s ankles to hold her tight and then began rubbing his wiggling fingers across her insteps again. Lisa made a “uh uh” moan and then began laughing around the engorged dick in her mouth. Tom was already close to finishing again. He changed his angle and began thrusting into Lisa’s cheek, stretching her wide mouth and making a bulge every time he thrust. Lisa had drool running down her chin and slobbering sloppily all over Tom’s cock as she made giggled and whined simultaneously. Lisa felt a rush of warm jizz spray inside her mouth. She had a disgusted look on her face as she cupped her lips around his shaft and let him coat her tongue with his load.
Stacy knew that she and Jen Dawson would be next. She hated to root against her best friend but Stacy really didn’t want to end up with a cock in her mouth like the other girls. Hopefully Jen gave in first and she wouldn’t have to deal with it. Stacy and Jen were assisted onto the ottoman next. They looked at each other sympathetically as they were hogtied and their shoes were being taken off.
Tom slipped off Stacy’s high heels, exposing her delicious looking size 7.5 soles. The radiant weather girl had perfectly descending toes with light pink polish on them. Her arches and the pads below her toes were smooth and generally free of wrinkles. Her arches were deep and her feet had a classic shape to them.
Tom then went over to Stacy’s best friend, Jen, and started taking off her black, strappy high heels as well. Stacy felt bad seeing the fear in her friend’s eyes as her shoes were taken off next. Jen had lovely tan, size 7 feet with spunky white toenail polish on her toes. Jen had dainty little feet with very soft toes and arches. She wore a silver toe ring on the second toe of her left foot.
By this point, Stacy and Jen knew what was coming and were already bracing for the tickling assault. Their toes were curled down in a tight clench and their bodies were tensed for the tickling sensation. Rich was already unbuckling his belt and pulling his semi-erect penis out. It was swelling and hung down in front of the women like a venomous snake. Rich started stroking it gently until a bead of pre-cum formed on the tip of his hood...just waiting to be dripped into the loser’s mouth. Stacy and Jen were appalled by the sight and let it show on their faces.
And then the tickling began for them. Five crazy, wiggling fingers on each pair of feet suddenly jumped to life and the girls quickly started shifting around and grunting with discomfort. The two best friends squirmed and kicked as much as the ropes would allow but it was practically futile. Tom had them choking back the laughs as he stroked their baby soft feet.
Stacy was going nuts inside as she felt the overwhelming tickling sensations flood her mind. She had very sensitive feet and knew this challenge was going to be trouble. Of all the horrible fates to end up with, why in God’s name did it have to be a tickle slave?! Stacy wanted to cry because it tickled so bad. Tom had always wondered what it would be like to tickle these two hotties together and now he finally got to make his fantasy a reality. He quickly found that Stacy’s smooth arches were pretty sensitive no matter how he touched them.
Tom was also driving Jen crazy by tickling all over her flailing soles. She kept making high-pitched “Eeek” noises as she shifted around and wiggled her toes. Tom was playing with her toes and occasionally dancing his fingers across her arches. Jen felt like she was on the brink of giving in and laughing. Her boss was making her wiggle her feet desperately as she tried to get away. The laughter was going to escape any moment now. But then...she heard Stacy laughing.
The tickling stopped. Stacy immediately looked up at Rich, who was holding his penis ready to slip it into her mouth. Stacy pursed her lips together and turned her head away defiantly. Rich rubbed the tip of his cock on her cheek near her mouth and told her to open up. “Never! No way you’re putting your dick in my mouth! I’ll never suck you so don’t even try!” Stacy shouted at Rich. She didn’t even notice Tom retrieving an “O” ring gag and coming up behind her. As he looped the gag over her head and pulled the gag into place in Stacy’s mouth, she cried out in surprise. Stacy moaned with annoyance as the ring was seated and forced her mouth open. The clasp was fastened behind her head, leaving her wide open mouth defenseless and drooling already.
Rich rested the hood of his penis on Stacy’s bottom lip as she gazed up at him in fear of what was to come. “You said you would never ever suck my dick...well looks like you don’t have a choice now, do you? Here’s what I’m gonna do. I’m going to slide my cock into your mouth and you’re going to lie there and take it, understood?” Rich commanded as he held the sides of the weather girl’s face and slid his penis into her trapped mouth. Stacy made a guttural gagging noise as Rich buried his shaft all the way to his balls on the first thrust. Stacy was choking and gagging as Rich pumped his cock down the back of her throat. He loved looking at the news station bombshell’s pretty soles as he grew more and more excited. His thick, veiny shaft slid in and out of her mouth with ease now that she had an “O” ring gag in place.
Stacy kept trying to object and talk down to Rich but the large dick filling her mouth prevented that. Jen looked over at her best friend getting face fucked and making sloppy, guttural noises. She wished like hell she could free her friend but there was nothing she could do. Tom looked at both of them again; the pair of them hogtied and barefoot was too much again. He had to tickle them both. Stacy AND Jen felt fingers sliding around on their soles again. Stacy wasn’t ready for it and started to laugh around the cock in her mouth. Jen was completely taken off guard since none of the other “winners” had been tickled so far.
“Hahahaha! Hey! That’s not fair! Hahahaha! Oh come on, not my feet again!” Jen started squirming again and shook her head no as she was forced to laugh some more. Stacy was only vaguely aware that Jen was being tickled again as well. She only knew that her ultra sensitive soles were being touched again and there was a dick in her mouth ready to blow.
Tom couldn’t believe that his penis was starting to get hard AGAIN even after two blowjobs. But looking at Jen’s squirming soles was getting a reaction for sure. He took his hand off Stacy’s feet and held Jen’s ankles tight as he scribbled his fingers along her dainty soles. Jen was laughing hysterically and crying out that it wasn’t fair.
Rich saw that Stacy was taking his rod a lot easier now that she wasn’t laughing at the same time. He decided to fix that. Rich leaned forward a little and began lightly tickling Stacy’s trapped feet. Stacy coughed and gagged a little as Rich leaned forward and pushed his cock further into her mouth. Then when she felt her feet being touched again, she started giggling and lightly laughing. The vibrations from her giggling felt wonderful and erotic on the tip of his penis. Rich finally shot his warm load into the bratty weather girl’s mouth as she continued to try and laugh around his girth.
Jen wanted more to not be tickled anymore more than anything. She didn’t know how to make Tom stop so she just begged desperately. And then Tom asked her if she wanted to give him a blowjob in exchange for a break. Jen hated her option but she immediately agreed so suck him off. Tom pulled his dick out in front of her face and Jen eagerly swallowed it in her warm mouth to work it over with her tongue. She slurped and sucked it decently for being heavily restrained.
Tom moaned as he got closer to his third climax of the day. He instinctively reached forward and began tickling Jen’s tiny, trapped feet. Jen freaked out and pulled away from him. “You said hahahahaha that you would stop hahahahaha if I blew you!” she yelled. Tom told her that sometimes life isn’t fair and stuck his penis back into her mouth as she laughed. Jen had no choice but to take his warm load in her mouth as he tickled her feet, even though she had won.
Stacy and Jen were released from the hogtie position and the gag was taken off. They were both placed back with the other girls. The women were fearful as Tom stood in front of them and addressed their group. He said, “You’ll need to rest tonight, ladies. Tomorrow you’ll meet the buyers who will ultimately be your new owners. Sleep while you can. Tomorrow, they’re going to evaluate the tickle slave stock we have.”
TO BE CONTINUED...
*This story was requested by a TMF member. It was written based off of that member’s interests so if you don’t like what it’s about, keep it to yourself. The news station and all characters are fictional. We made up every name and description so if they match a news team somewhere, it is completely coincidental. And you should let me know so I can buy a Powerball ticket because what are the odds of that? FAIR WARNING: This story is EXTREMELY dark and should not be read by anyone...ever.
The last thing Stacy Becker remembered was the van pulling to the side of the road and then the back doors opening. Tom had climbed in the back with a chloroform-soaked rag and put the Channel 9 News ladies out one by one. When Stacy came to, she wasn’t in the van anymore. The Channel 9 weather girl didn’t know where she was, just that she was lying on a carpeted floor with the rest of her coworkers piled around her. They were all starting to wake up and squirm around. All of them quickly found their hands were tied securely behind their back and their ankles were tied together. The women all started to struggle to get free of their ropes and shout for help.
Stacy looked around. Wherever they were, it obviously belonged to someone with money. The large room was furnished with several couches and ottomans near a huge television. There was a workout area next to a small, private steam room. And the walls were lined with dozens of strange bondage tools and other weird supplies. There were gags and leather cuffs and leather outfits and dildos and brushes and you name it, it was hanging on a wall somewhere. “This room is definitely some perverted guy’s version of a man cave,” Stacy thought to herself as she looked around.
The women were still writhing and trying to untie each other’s wrists when the door to the downstairs opened. Tom and Rich walked in and the room fell silent. “Hello, ladies. How are your bums feeling after that drive?” Tom asked with a smug expression as he gazed out at his prized haul. He finally had all the bratty, teasing bitches from Channel 9 here in front of him defenseless. “We have a little...game for you all to play to sort of get you familiar with how your stay here will be. Anything short of your full cooperation when we tell you to do something will result in you really, REALLY wishing you had obeyed the first time.”
“Oh God, where the fuck are Matt and Adam?! They had almost rescued us right before the van drove off but where were they now? Thrown out of the van on the side of the road? Dead?” Stacy thought as she frantically tried to figure out why she was here and how she could get back home.
“We’ll start with you and...you,” Tom said as he pointed to Rhonda Sterling and Megan Young. Rhonda was the station’s lead anchor who reported the biggest stories. Megan was a cheery, sincerely nice person that served as one of the station’s field reporters. Tom felt a little guilty about capturing Megan along with the other bitches but at this point, he knew she had to go as well. He was planning on starting fresh with an entirely brand new staff of female anchors.
Rhonda and Megan were taken over to a nearby ottoman. It was oversized to match the huge wrap-around couch so it easily fit Rhonda and Megan in the hogtied position on top of it. The women were fearful of Tom’s threat and didn’t struggle as their wrists and ankles were secured together. Now they were both hogtied lying next to each other on top of the cushy ottoman.
Rich was standing behind them and started sliding off their high heels. Rhonda’s black heels were taken away from her, revealing a dainty pair of well-maintained size 6.5 feet. The 35-year old had somewhat wrinkly arches, long but thin toes, and small heels that barely had any rough areas. Her toenails were painted a dark maroon color.
Rich moved over to Megan and removed her pink heels. Megan had a breathtaking pair of size 8 feet. Creamy arches and heels with perfect pinkish coloring. Her toes were flawless with rounded lollipop tips. Her toes were painted a playful light pink color. Megan could have been a foot model if she wanted to; her soles were divine. Tom was salivating just thinking of sucking each of her perfect toes for hours.
Tom snapped to and finished explaining the competition. “Rhonda...Megan...the first person who laughs will be punished.” The two women looked at him with puzzled expressions. Then suddenly, they felt fingers squirming across their upturned soles. Rich placed a hand on each pair of soles before him and started giving them a good tickling. Rhonda and Megan remembered Tom’s threat and caught themselves before laughter could escape their mouths. Each woman gritted her teeth and pushed the laughter back down. Rhonda kicked her feet as best she could and wiggled them around as much as possible. Megan kept her feet more still but scrunched her toes down as hard as she could and almost made a whimpering sound because she was trying so hard not to laugh.
Rich kept his tickle assault up. He used his right hand to creep his fingers along just below Rhonda’s toes. Then he dug his fingertips around near the base of her toes and made her whole body jolt. Rich was using his left hand to stroke Megan’s delectable arches. They were incredibly supple and smooth. Her baby soft feet were still scrunched tight but her arches were easy to exploit. Rich scratched his fingers over her arches near the balls of her feet and he could tell it was just killing her not to laugh like crazy.
Rich kept this up until finally Rhonda lost it for a second or two and let out a burst of laughter. “Uh oh...” teased Rich as he stopped tickling the two women. Megan was very relieved that Rhonda had laughed. She was just about to start letting out giggles herself. Rhonda looked around nervously and asked, “Wait...what does that mean? What happens now? You said the first person to laugh gets punished. Punished how? What are you going to do to me?”
Rhonda was so preoccupied with trying to look behind her to see if she would be tickled more that she didn’t even notice Tom undoing his belt and pants right in front of her. When Rhonda looked back in front of her, Tom’s engorged dick was waiting for her. He held the sides of her face and slipped his cock into her tiny little mouth, easily filling it up with his manhood. Rhonda made a startled grunt and her eyes got as huge as saucers when she realized her boss’ penis was now inside her mouth. Rhonda tried to turn her head and spit him out but she couldn’t move much and Tom held her head still. He began thrusting, slowly at first and then picked up his tempo. The other girls could see the bulge along Rhonda’s cheek as Tom’s penis pumped in and out. Rhonda had a scowl as she laid there on the ottoman hogtied getting face fucked in front of her peers.
Rich started tickling Rhonda’s feet again. He just couldn’t help himself. The bitchy news anchor was in quite a vulnerable situation being hogtied with her bare feet sticking up in the air. Rhonda started gagging on Tom’s cock as she tried to laugh again with her mouth completely full. The totality of everything made Tom finish quickly. Soon, he felt a rush of cum building up and then exploding into Rhonda’s mouth. Channel 9’s lead anchor had a mouthful of jizz and some on her chin after Tom pulled out. Rhonda and Megan were still bound but no longer hogtied as they were put back with the others.
Tom fastened his belt and then picked out two more girls. Co-anchors Courtney Jenkins and Samantha Roe were pulled up next and similarly hogtied next to each other lying on the ottoman. This time Tom stood behind them and removed their shoes. He started with Samantha who was wearing classic black, closed-toe heels. He slipped them off easily and gazed at her large size 10 soles. They were shapely and meaty with wrinkly arches and hefty heels. Samantha’s toenails were painted a dark cherry color that almost resembled maroon.
Tom reached over and tugged off Courtney’s black heels. Although not quite as big as her co-anchor’s, Courtney’s feet were not small by any means. She had pleasantly soft size 9 feet with plump toes that were painted dark purple. Her second toes were slightly longer than her big toes. Tom often wondered what it would be like to lie underneath the news desk and have his face smothered by Samantha and Courtney’s stinky feet while they read the news to oblivious viewers.
Tom placed a hand on each girl’s upturned arches as Rich undid his pants. “Remember the rule, girls...” Tom said right before he began frantically wiggling his fingertips around on their large, soft peds. Samantha tensed up and grunted a little in annoyance. She wiggled her soles around trying to get away from the tormenting fingers scratching over her arches and heels. Courtney nearly jumped off the ottoman when the tickling started. She quickly regained her composure and was silent while she squirmed around and kicked her feet as much as she could.
Stacy watched with concern and dread. Her two coworkers had been partners since she started at Channel 9 and she knew they were close friends outside of reporting the news. Now here they were hogtied getting tickled and trying not to get a dick shoved in their mouths. Stacy could see Samantha’s big feet were scrunched tight and wrinkled. Her eyes were closed tightly as well as she concentrated on not succumbing to her own urge to laugh. Courtney has a panicked look on her face as she looked around. She seemed like she was holding her breath. Courtney wiggled her feet desperately as Tom wiggled his fingers on her arches and toes.
Finally, Courtney lost it and blurred out the laughter and giggles that had been dying to get out. That was immediately followed by profanity as Courtney realized she had just lost. Rich undid himself and pulled out his already erect penis. He gripped his shaft and smacked the head of his cock on Courtney’s cheek as she whined. “Start sucking, bitch,” Rich ordered. Courtney was starting to sniffle a little as she timidly placed her lips around the tip of Rich’s penis and took shallow sucks.
Rich gripped Courtney by the hair and thrust the rest of his member past her gingerly sucking lips. He didn’t stop until her forehead was against his lower abdomen. Courtney immediately gagged and tried to recoil but there wasn’t much she could do and Rich was holding her tightly. Rich started moving his hips and gave the cute little news anchor’s mouth a good fucking. “Are your tonsils ticklish too, bitch? Let’s find out,” Rich teased as he was sure the tip of his cock was near the back of her throat.
Rich pulled off of Courtney briefly. Strings of drool followed his wet penis from her lips. Tears were running down from the corners of Courtney’s eyes, smearing her mascara slightly. She immediately begged him to stop and that she’ll do whatever he says. Then Tom surprised her by starting to tickle her feet again. Courtney wasn’t expecting it and let out girlish laughter right away. “No! Leave my feet alone! Oh God wait! Not again! Please don’t put your MMMMHHHHFFMMM!!!” Courtney yelled as Rich once again pushed his fat cock into her mouth. It wasn’t long before Rich erupted and shot his load down her throat. Courtney tried to pull away but he forced her to stay on him until he was done. When he finally did pull back, Courtney choked and spit out as much of his goo as she could while catching her breath.
Courtney and Samantha were released from the hogtie position and laid back down with their coworkers. Sports reporter Lisa Holstein and field reporter Abby Wright were up next. They were both pulled up and brought over to the ottoman to be hogtied. Stacy watched as two more of her coworkers were about to be subjected to the no laughing challenge. Stacy felt guilty for thinking this at all but secretly, she kinda hoped Abby would laugh first so that bitch would get her big fucking mouth stuffed full with her boss’ cock. That might shut her up.
By this point, the two women knew what was about to happen. But that didn’t make them feel any less anxious when Rich started pulling off their shoes. Lisa felt her black heels leave her. Her huge size 11 soles were now bared for everyone to see but at least she took good care of them. She had gotten French tips during her most recent pedicure. “You’ve got some boats, girl,” Rich teased as he tossed her heels to the side. It was nothing Lisa hadn’t heard her whole life since adolescence. People always commented on how big her feet were but it came with the territory of being 6 feet tall as a woman. Lisa’s soles were not meaty at all; she had shallow arches and her toes were long and spindly.
Rich untied the laces and tugged off Abby’s tennis shoes. Then he peeled off her grey anklet socks to reveal her meaty little size 6 feet. Abby had stubby toes that descended down from her big toes evenly. Her toenail polish was dark blue that seemed to lighten to royal blue when the light hit it right. Abby’s heels, the balls of her feet, and the pads below her toes were fleshy, smooth, and supple. “Wow, what a crazy contrast. We’ve got one girl with giantess feet and another with little feet. It’s like David standing next to Goliath or something,” Rich commented in an amused way.
Rich let them have it and brought his wiggling fingers in contact with the two pairs of soles on display before him. Both women jumped and wanted to crawl out of their skin it felt so terrible. Lisa and Abby both started squirming around as best they could. Lisa curled her long toes down as tight as she could and had a beaming smile on her face as she fought back the urge to laugh. Rich’s fingers slid around her lengthy foot bottoms and tormented her arches and heels. Lisa shook Rich’s hand away hard anytime he scratched his fingers near the base of her clenched toes.
Abby’s small, tender soles were also under attack by Rich’s experienced hands. He played around near her wide, rounded heels that were warm and smooth to the touch. Then he dug in around her wrinkled, meaty arches and really watched her squirm. She crossed one foot in front of the other again and again. Anything for a second of reprieve. Abby’s face contorted in silent agony as she clenched her teeth together and held her breath.
It was Lisa who laughed first this time. Her big, ticklish feet were just too vulnerable and she burst forth with high-pitched, girlish laughter. As the tickling subsided, Lisa was still winding down with small giggles as Tom stuck his dick in her mouth. He was already rock hard again after cumming in Rhonda’s mouth. The tall, stunning sports reporter knew what was coming the moment she laughed but didn’t expect it so quickly. Lisa gave a surprised guttural sound and her eyes became as huge as her boss began to throat her.
Lisa closed her eyes, which had tears forming at the corners. With her arms tied behind her, she was powerless to keep Tom from holding her face still and sliding his member past her lips over and over. She could swear the tip of his cock was halfway down her throat he was so excited. “The view of my pretty, impressively large feet must be doing it for him,” Lisa thought as she felt her gag reflex being triggered.
Rich wrapped his arm around Lisa’s ankles to hold her tight and then began rubbing his wiggling fingers across her insteps again. Lisa made a “uh uh” moan and then began laughing around the engorged dick in her mouth. Tom was already close to finishing again. He changed his angle and began thrusting into Lisa’s cheek, stretching her wide mouth and making a bulge every time he thrust. Lisa had drool running down her chin and slobbering sloppily all over Tom’s cock as she made giggled and whined simultaneously. Lisa felt a rush of warm jizz spray inside her mouth. She had a disgusted look on her face as she cupped her lips around his shaft and let him coat her tongue with his load.
Stacy knew that she and Jen Dawson would be next. She hated to root against her best friend but Stacy really didn’t want to end up with a cock in her mouth like the other girls. Hopefully Jen gave in first and she wouldn’t have to deal with it. Stacy and Jen were assisted onto the ottoman next. They looked at each other sympathetically as they were hogtied and their shoes were being taken off.
Tom slipped off Stacy’s high heels, exposing her delicious looking size 7.5 soles. The radiant weather girl had perfectly descending toes with light pink polish on them. Her arches and the pads below her toes were smooth and generally free of wrinkles. Her arches were deep and her feet had a classic shape to them.
Tom then went over to Stacy’s best friend, Jen, and started taking off her black, strappy high heels as well. Stacy felt bad seeing the fear in her friend’s eyes as her shoes were taken off next. Jen had lovely tan, size 7 feet with spunky white toenail polish on her toes. Jen had dainty little feet with very soft toes and arches. She wore a silver toe ring on the second toe of her left foot.
By this point, Stacy and Jen knew what was coming and were already bracing for the tickling assault. Their toes were curled down in a tight clench and their bodies were tensed for the tickling sensation. Rich was already unbuckling his belt and pulling his semi-erect penis out. It was swelling and hung down in front of the women like a venomous snake. Rich started stroking it gently until a bead of pre-cum formed on the tip of his hood...just waiting to be dripped into the loser’s mouth. Stacy and Jen were appalled by the sight and let it show on their faces.
And then the tickling began for them. Five crazy, wiggling fingers on each pair of feet suddenly jumped to life and the girls quickly started shifting around and grunting with discomfort. The two best friends squirmed and kicked as much as the ropes would allow but it was practically futile. Tom had them choking back the laughs as he stroked their baby soft feet.
Stacy was going nuts inside as she felt the overwhelming tickling sensations flood her mind. She had very sensitive feet and knew this challenge was going to be trouble. Of all the horrible fates to end up with, why in God’s name did it have to be a tickle slave?! Stacy wanted to cry because it tickled so bad. Tom had always wondered what it would be like to tickle these two hotties together and now he finally got to make his fantasy a reality. He quickly found that Stacy’s smooth arches were pretty sensitive no matter how he touched them.
Tom was also driving Jen crazy by tickling all over her flailing soles. She kept making high-pitched “Eeek” noises as she shifted around and wiggled her toes. Tom was playing with her toes and occasionally dancing his fingers across her arches. Jen felt like she was on the brink of giving in and laughing. Her boss was making her wiggle her feet desperately as she tried to get away. The laughter was going to escape any moment now. But then...she heard Stacy laughing.
The tickling stopped. Stacy immediately looked up at Rich, who was holding his penis ready to slip it into her mouth. Stacy pursed her lips together and turned her head away defiantly. Rich rubbed the tip of his cock on her cheek near her mouth and told her to open up. “Never! No way you’re putting your dick in my mouth! I’ll never suck you so don’t even try!” Stacy shouted at Rich. She didn’t even notice Tom retrieving an “O” ring gag and coming up behind her. As he looped the gag over her head and pulled the gag into place in Stacy’s mouth, she cried out in surprise. Stacy moaned with annoyance as the ring was seated and forced her mouth open. The clasp was fastened behind her head, leaving her wide open mouth defenseless and drooling already.
Rich rested the hood of his penis on Stacy’s bottom lip as she gazed up at him in fear of what was to come. “You said you would never ever suck my dick...well looks like you don’t have a choice now, do you? Here’s what I’m gonna do. I’m going to slide my cock into your mouth and you’re going to lie there and take it, understood?” Rich commanded as he held the sides of the weather girl’s face and slid his penis into her trapped mouth. Stacy made a guttural gagging noise as Rich buried his shaft all the way to his balls on the first thrust. Stacy was choking and gagging as Rich pumped his cock down the back of her throat. He loved looking at the news station bombshell’s pretty soles as he grew more and more excited. His thick, veiny shaft slid in and out of her mouth with ease now that she had an “O” ring gag in place.
Stacy kept trying to object and talk down to Rich but the large dick filling her mouth prevented that. Jen looked over at her best friend getting face fucked and making sloppy, guttural noises. She wished like hell she could free her friend but there was nothing she could do. Tom looked at both of them again; the pair of them hogtied and barefoot was too much again. He had to tickle them both. Stacy AND Jen felt fingers sliding around on their soles again. Stacy wasn’t ready for it and started to laugh around the cock in her mouth. Jen was completely taken off guard since none of the other “winners” had been tickled so far.
“Hahahaha! Hey! That’s not fair! Hahahaha! Oh come on, not my feet again!” Jen started squirming again and shook her head no as she was forced to laugh some more. Stacy was only vaguely aware that Jen was being tickled again as well. She only knew that her ultra sensitive soles were being touched again and there was a dick in her mouth ready to blow.
Tom couldn’t believe that his penis was starting to get hard AGAIN even after two blowjobs. But looking at Jen’s squirming soles was getting a reaction for sure. He took his hand off Stacy’s feet and held Jen’s ankles tight as he scribbled his fingers along her dainty soles. Jen was laughing hysterically and crying out that it wasn’t fair.
Rich saw that Stacy was taking his rod a lot easier now that she wasn’t laughing at the same time. He decided to fix that. Rich leaned forward a little and began lightly tickling Stacy’s trapped feet. Stacy coughed and gagged a little as Rich leaned forward and pushed his cock further into her mouth. Then when she felt her feet being touched again, she started giggling and lightly laughing. The vibrations from her giggling felt wonderful and erotic on the tip of his penis. Rich finally shot his warm load into the bratty weather girl’s mouth as she continued to try and laugh around his girth.
Jen wanted more to not be tickled anymore more than anything. She didn’t know how to make Tom stop so she just begged desperately. And then Tom asked her if she wanted to give him a blowjob in exchange for a break. Jen hated her option but she immediately agreed so suck him off. Tom pulled his dick out in front of her face and Jen eagerly swallowed it in her warm mouth to work it over with her tongue. She slurped and sucked it decently for being heavily restrained.
Tom moaned as he got closer to his third climax of the day. He instinctively reached forward and began tickling Jen’s tiny, trapped feet. Jen freaked out and pulled away from him. “You said hahahahaha that you would stop hahahahaha if I blew you!” she yelled. Tom told her that sometimes life isn’t fair and stuck his penis back into her mouth as she laughed. Jen had no choice but to take his warm load in her mouth as he tickled her feet, even though she had won.
Stacy and Jen were released from the hogtie position and the gag was taken off. They were both placed back with the other girls. The women were fearful as Tom stood in front of them and addressed their group. He said, “You’ll need to rest tonight, ladies. Tomorrow you’ll meet the buyers who will ultimately be your new owners. Sleep while you can. Tomorrow, they’re going to evaluate the tickle slave stock we have.”
TO BE CONTINUED...