The Open Road

[CollaredKid05]

Max had never been the best with women, ever. Even now, in his college years he couldn’t manage to untangle his tongue around a pretty girl. Hell, even some of the attractive professors were their own hurdle. It's not that he wasn’t seen as cute, on the contrary, multiple girls seem to enjoy flirting with the easily flustered young man for their own amusements.

Peg knows Max is a good kid, he just needs to learn to be confident with women. Otherwise they'll (in her own words) ‘happily walk all over him.’ A quote that will be burned into Max’s mind by the time their car runs out of gas."


Includes

* F/M
* Humiliation
*Foot Tickling
* Foot Worship
* Femdom
* 11 Page Story

Sample

“Urgh! Ah! Hey!! COME ON!” Max grunted to himself quietly. The last thing he needed was to humiliate himself in front of anyone else. Frantically he retried to get free, but each attempt only added a new tangled knot to his predicament. Eventually Max’s flip flop flew right off, revealing his foot to the world. The fast air on his nerves made the guy twitch as he fought harder for freedom. Frantically he would sneak a glance at the front to see Peg still distracted. With any luck he could just play it casual until they got to their destination and free himself then.

That’s when Max saw the most peculiar thing. A truck pulled up next to them with an old saloon piano in the back. Adding to the strangeness was the man seated at the instrument. His eyes looked shifty and his face seemed mischievous.

Their eyes met as a knowing smile flashed on the pianist’s face. In one hand Max noticed the guy held his lost flip flop and used it to wave at him. After doing so he tossed the footwear to the side and cracked his knuckles. Without further ado, he began to play.

As the keys began to fly the piano started to shake and buck. Finally, three busty cowgirls popped from the top. A blonde, a burnet, and a fiery red head all stretched their glorious, curvy bodies as they basked on the fresh sunshine.

Max’s face turned beet red the second the three women made their entrance. Their gaudy cowgirl tops leaving very little to the imagination as their cleavage were all equally as eye catching. The bumps on the road amplified the teasing site as it gave a spectacular view of their heavy chests jiggling.

Max gawked in awe as the three lovely ladies filled the air with their southern laughter. For a second the excited college student wondered if the universe was trying to make it up to him for all its mean pranks as of late. A thought that became stronger in his frantic mind as suddenly, all three girls were looking right at him.

Max froze completely, not knowing what to do with three pares of beautiful eyes now looking into his. The three flirtatiously waved to him as he attempted to reciprocate.

It was then he noticed his situation. The young Goof’s current bind didn’t just keep his foot pulled out the window, but had also ripped the poor boy’s pants down in the process. Unbeknownst to Max he was flashing these three girls his heart pattern boxers while sporting a very obvious bulge.

By the time he was aware, it was too late. All three women gasped at the spectacle before them and laughed as he uselessly tried to yank his pants back up. Thanks to the tautness of the ropes his sweats were in the same problem as his foot. Locked in tight with no hope of freedom.

Max’s mortified face burn bright red as he tried to hide himself from them. The immaturity of his actions weren’t lost on him as the three lovely ranch hands continued to gawk and titter in adorable amusement.

“Woh there buckaroo, where do ya think your goin’?” The busty blonde snorted as she saw their new friend try to hide. The top of his hair comically visible to all three of their collective visions, not to mention his trapped foot just stuck there.

“I think ya scared him off, cattle brain!” The brown haired cowgirl said, chastising her friend. With a teasing adjustment of her massive breasts she went to talk to the cute boy again. “Yoo-hoo! Over here darling! Like what you see?~”

Max didn’t dare answer or look, his tongue throughly caught in his throat at this point. He had no clue what to even think to say in front of such attractive women. Especially while in a predicament like this. His hope was that they would soon get bored and move on.

Just then the ginger cowgirl bellowed. “Awww, looks like we got ourselves a shy one here! Not to mention this hogs already tied! Let me help you out a bit darlin’!” She reached over, carelessly grabbing the discarded flip flop. She tried to put it back on his naked foot, only it didn’t quite go as planned.

The minute the radiant ranch hand grabbed Max’s trapped foot all heck broke loose. The boy’s gloved hands smacked themselves to his mouth to try to stop the flood of laughter from spilling out. His foot struggled so violently in her grasp that it made her drop his sandal onto the road where it was now lost forever.

The ginger southern bell pouted as she leaned back and rejoined her friends. All three of them gave each other a knowing look and wink. It sure looked to them like their new little friend was ticklish. They all turned over at once to the trapped foot next to them, mischievous intent clear on all of their faces.

Max meanwhile stayed hidden to the best of his ability. He didn’t dare raise his head to see what was the situation outside. He could only hope that the car had moved along and he was now in the clear. After a minute or three had passed he finally gained the courage to look out the window once more.

To his dismay, three pairs of eyes were once again on him. But not only that, three sets of hands and sixty flirty fingers were now wiggling right at him, menacingly. The blonde puckered her lips as the ginger winked, all the while the dark haired one flashed a smile that was all teeth.

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