I had the knowledge and proof needed as I sat in the pulpit of St. Peter's Church listening to Rev. Lucas deliver the evening sermon and was excited looking at the 6' Roman Catholic priest and eyed his shiny black oxford shoes guessing size 11-12's and waited after all the parishoners had left and went to the vestry where the handsome priest in his 30's greeted me and told him my needing to speak about a private matter with him he advised me for security he would lock the church and be right back.
He sat opposite me and was shocked when I said as her teacher Mary Ellen Ellis had confided in me how he touched her inapproprately when as a friend of her parents he visited and didn't need to go into more detail as he realised that I was intent on informing her parents and switched the conversation as he looked so uneasy as smiling I admired his shoes and with a sense of relief told me Church's and handmade and hesitated saying size 12's and looked worried told to take them off but did so and I stared at both black nylon socked feet as he saw.
"June and Terry Ellis don't have to know as Mary Ellen doesn't want them told as a secret you both share but now one I know about but we can share a secret too as I have a fixation for feet, male feet until now my guilty pleasure and private and personal engaged in by way of fantasy but one that will be made reality!"
"What do you mean, you like my feet, you're joking right Martin!" he said and involuntarily socked toes wiggling
"No Rev. Lucas or Jason I'm not, I'm completely serious and you need my silence or risk even being ex-communicated so we're going to the vicarage because I want to get to know you and your feet better!"
Looking so nervous he knew having no choice we were soon in his bedroom and he on the bed and from my sports bag having retrived the restraints stared at the priest prone on his stomach on the bed. I taunted him saying I had a confession to make, that I'd wondered what his feet looked like, smelled like, felt like and even tasted like as he squrimed on the bed and adding how ticklish they were and now secured together both mine to find out! I slowly unlaced both large shoes and pulled them off tow mascuilne smelling socked feet.
“NO, NO, NO, NO! NO! NO! PLEASE, PLEASE, I HATE BEING TICKLED! PLEASE, PLEASE HELP! I’M TOO TICKLISH! PLEASE DON’T, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES! PLEASE, HELP!”
"You'll do anything if I don't play with your feet is that right, so you can't stand your feet being tickled! You mean like this? I teased stroking both socked soles secured together and the effect immediate! "You don't want me to do this, just lghtly stroking these sweaty socked feet, Hmm does seem you can't stand it Jason but you're lying down so not having to!" I teased stroking his socked soles lightly and gently. The effect instantaneous as he couldn't stop himself and laughed as even the gentlest of touches were awful sensations for him to endure.
"Mmmm wondered how these felt smelled and Mmmmm awesome and worn all day nice n' warm n' sweaty Mmmmm!" I said lightly running my finger over the thin nylon material of his socks as his feet flinched and toes flexed as I taunted him.
"Something wrong Father Lucas, sensitive to the contours of your trapped feet being explored with a ticklish touch and taking deep whiffs of his feet delivering the ticklish strokes and saying a bonus having big feet so long soles to stroke and see moist so bare feet that are already sweat lubed Jason, socks soon off these feet will be damn appealing, oh excuse me Father I mean very exciting as socked feet are fine but bare will be so vulnerable and Mmmm delicious as going to be tasty I reckon and virgin feet to rape and initiate Jason, that's great wiggle those toes right in my face, you feel that yeah my nose up against them Mmmm fuck yeah hot feet Father Lucas, all I imagined them being and more! I wonder what they'll look like without these socks worn all day and guess an appropriate sermoin tonight speaking about manifesting our desires, inviting me to enjoy your feet tonight Jason as be sure I will be!" I said lowering my face and deeply inhaling the delicousness of the raunchy smell of his socked soles and toes.
I began to slowly peel the socks off of his feet tugging at the toes of them as he pleaded with me to leave his socked feet alone.
"NO, NO! NO! PLEASE, NOT THE SOCKS! PLEASE, PLEASE KEEP THEM ON! PLEASE, PLEASE, IT’LL BE EVEN WORSE!”
"Oh Father in a sad world today laughter so needed and I love making you smile but okay the socks stay on but have to gag you so open your mouth or so help me your feet torture tickled until you do!" The priest didn't feel brave so the ball-gag used on him!
I leaned into the soles of his very damp socked feet and I could feel the heat radiating in waves across my face and ingested the aroma of them! A finger slowly and lightly stroking down from heels, across both arches to the balls of his feet and under his toes whcih curled so I simply lightly stroked the length of his soles again telling him to open up his toes or be stroked on his soles until he did as a light touch proving the most tortuous technique on the priest. Lightly caressing his soles with my fingers drove him freaking crazy with focus on his arches and insteps stroking my fingers up and down his size 12 soles. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down verbally taunting him “Tickle tickle tickle….such ticklish feet!" making sure my fingers never changed their rhythm. The light tickling sensation was driving him absolutely demented! Garbled protests and muffled laughter!
Stroking the centre of the balls of his feet proved brutal and the sheer nylon socks intensified the sensations and there was no escaping the teasing, ticklish torment making him squirm and moan! Teasing his insteps and tickling his toes making them wiggle which teased me! I focused on the centre of each sole as this area proving of intensity for him and told him I knew where his weakest ticklish area was and slowly stroked there made him tense! I stroked there as I told him he was a very naughty boy playing with Mary Ellen and so needing to be played with and not just tonight which would be all night but when he saw me attend Evensong to know it was a night he'd repent for his sins of the flesh satisfying my needs with his, his feet! The bonus for me being he'd never know when he'd pay his penance so couldn't prepare or psyche himself up for it!
Imagine his reaction hearing this threat that he knew was a promise! His sweaty, moist black socked feet facing me I began sucking on Father Lucas's socked toes and sniffing the musky scent of them deeply. Embarrassing and humiliating him saying they're tasting so sweet, tangy and smelling deliciously pungent and licked and licked and licked the soles of his socked feet with determined lust and telling h how delicious they were and feeling his toes wiggling in my mouth just how super sensitive his feet were and licked over the balls of his feet and sucked on his toes again! Wet with sweat and my saliva I again buried my face into his socked soles telling him he was my perfect fantasy, feet taboo being a stright man's feet and a priest's feet which had a heavenly smell through the fabric of his warm n' moist socks! I took five toes in a single mouthful of one foot then the other and he suffered the sensation of his toes massaged by the tongue of another man! Being so licklish his feet flexed and toes flinched in my mouth. I pulled the toes of his right foot from my mouth.
"Right Jason now you will behave, you will feed me your socked toes and hold them still in my mouth to be sucked and withstand simultaneously a finger stroking the socked sole but toes still to be sucked or else I will really torture tickle the soles and toes of your feet, you understand me!"
The attractive priest behaved accordingly and kept his toes still but sensed a trial for him as his socked feet so tense that satisfied he'd behaved telling him he could loosen up and assisted this happening stroking the length of his socked feet saying he could flex them and wiggle his toes, his violent reaction anyway being so damn sensitive all over his feet! I then bluntly told him that I had a confession to make that the priest needed to hear and asked him if he was willing for this and being gagged all he could do was nod his head!
"Thank you Father Lucas and Mmmm the thing is your socked feet are exciting me but like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden it's the forbidden fruit I want to savour and enjoy every way imaginable so that's your big bare feet or secured in front of me should I say my feet! I wonder what they look like, feel like, smell like, taste like and how horribly ticklish they are?"
Lowering my face to his soles and deeply inhaling his rich healthy foot-smell I very slowly peeled off his socks and he clenching and splaying his toes didn't stop them coming off and there were his gorgeous masculine size 12's which had me fixated and I was excited he felt so vulnerable knwing my having complete access to them and something I'd be taking complete advantage of and exploiting as I told him I was in rush planning an all nighter, just me, him and his feet! I gave each large bare foot a sniff mesmerised by both bare upturned soles facing me!
"Mmmm fuck Father they smell awesome or should I repeat heavenly and sense their heat, smoothness, moistness and Mmmm their smell is an aphrodisiac to me, my face just inches from the both, feel me blowing on them, that's it react and wiggle your toes and don't be embarrassed that another man is getting off on your foot stink Mmmm!" I said and buried my face into his warm, wet soles and brushed my cheek against them!
"I'm going to take my time enjoying these feet Father Lucas!" I said as my lips caressed them and he made futile attempts to pull them away from me so held his ankles and asked him where he thought he was going and adding with me to ticklish, licklish hell! I ran a finger the length of his right foot from heel to toes as he fought to control his laughter to discourage me. I stroked his bare left sole as he battled to keep his composure so stroked both soles lightly simultaneously and he gave in and giggled.
"That's it Jason laugh for me and if you do I might stop but more likely being more inclined to continue!" I said as I stroked over his heels, across his arches to the balls of his feet saying going places strictly off limits even to Mary Ellen but someone got to these feet before me didn't he Father Lucas? Mary Ellen told me it's something you won't talk about your Step-Father punished you effectively torture tickling your feet but bet not with same finesse as I will be! In a future session you will tell me all about how he'd tickle torment you and be tickled to telling everything but right now it was my turn so take you on a walk down memory lane! I am crazy about your feet and love it they're as sensitive as they are gorgeous. I wonder what your most ticklish spots are?"
I continued using light, teasing touches on the upturned soles, watching with glee as his toes instantly wiggled from the ticklish sensations shotting through his feet and there was no evading my fingers and if he clecnched his toes then focusing on his soles and arches and my face just inches away from the priest's wiggling toes I inhaled them deeply, taking in the intoxicating aroma as I continued to tease both helpless feet!
My fingers caressed the balls of his feet and once again he tried to clench his soles hoping that it would somehow lessen the unbearable sensations so I gripped his big toes and gently pulled them down so his soles were stretched taut, allowing me plenty of access to each vulnerable spot as I continued to lightly tickle the balls of his feet and delighted by the frantic laughter from him!
"Hahahahahahahahah! Stop! Stahahahahahahahap! Pleasehahahahahaha!" It seemed that the closer I got to his toes, the harder he laughed so keeping a firm grip on his big toes, I stroked under his toes so all his ticklish attention was focused on his toes being horribly tickled and teased! He tried desperately to kick free but not happening and driven desperate as his toes stayed immobilised and wonderfully, perfectly vulnerable and tauntingly told him it seemed his toes being very ticklish! I stopped to let Father Lucas catch his breath back!
He wiggled his toes freely! I taunted him that I had with me various tickle tools I'd be experimenting using and in my hands held the feather. I informed him he was going to suffer air torture and he squirmed as the feather stroked up n' down his right sole from heel to toes then repeated on his left sole and alternated from sole to sole as his body shook which I told him for me was a sight for sore eyes!
"It's great seeing how you keep trying to resist but fail miserably and do you know tickle torture is the oldest form of torture and still practiced today but in secret, the Geneva Convention bans it's usage offically as it leaves no marks of having been used which is so helpful and the victims of it rarely if ever admit to being subjected to it but as you prove it can be and is remarkably effective as an interrogation technique and one amusing for ticklee and tickler so a win-win combination! I really find your feet so appealing Father Lucas just as your Step-Father did!"
I told him I imagined his living at home and his mother a nurse on night duty and his Step-Father having drugged his cola creeping into his room and he being woken in the dark feeling his fingers making contact with his 17yr old teenage feet as so super sensitive and a technique of slow stroking exploring his secured bare feet and he holding his breath and desperate to resist the tickling as the teasing stroking continued! His stubborn composure cracking as the ticklish n' teasing stimulations continued and the ticklish sensations growing more unbearable as he was told they would until he broke! Altertnately then spider tickling both feet forcing him to lose control!
I'd expected him to react squirming and moaning as he was as he knew that having actually shared the secret of his tickling abuse with Mary Ellen that she had confided it in me and I told him not to be angry with her as she felt so unable to help him that she had sought my advice which had been to even when intimate resist contact with his feet and how she'd assured me Jason your feet safe as of no interest to her and adding this to my benefit as his feet were my feet and smiled hearing him gasp! I told him that knowing light n' slow tickles worked best on him that he could be sure something I'd indulge in subjecting him to enduring and saying this resumed my light finger stroking over his soles sending him hysterical muffled by the gag! He driven crazy and no means of escaping the tickling torment he desperately wanted to end but granted no reprieve or break from it by me much to his frustration! I continued tickling his restrained, vulnerable and helpless feet! His laughter and begging for this torture to stop had since transitioned by this time to just cries and whimpers.
"Father Lucas I'm sure you brushed your teeth this morning but I wonder did you brush your feet as my guess you didn't but don't worry I will!"
'Bzzz' I activated the sonicare electric toothbrush and applied the vibrating bristles to the sole of his right foot and violently he tried to fight against the revolving bristles delivering powerfully ticklish torment and switched to connecting with his left foot and his losing all resistance alternating from foot to foot and mapping out where was most effective and tortuous and applied the sonicare there and simultaneously finger stroking the other foot so each foot being tickled!
"Sorry Father Lucas are you trying to tell me to stop it tickles, it's difficult working out muffled moans but I do love hearing you beg and seeing your feet flexing and toes clenching and splaying, such handsome manly big feet yes heaven sent for sure and working up quite a sweat so ready for a tongue bath as smelling so raunchy guarantees they'll taste ripe and on straight men a technique powerfully emasculating as often so sensual and sensuous their dicks harden for another man's tongue from his oral attention and I then often find feather tickling their dicks and balls irresistible even making them ejaculate and then the ticklishness of their feet magnified and reckon you will in that category so something we'll try later, see if my tongue sliding in between your toes as menacing as your Step-Fathers Jason but blessed with two such attractive feet who can blame us unable to resist temptation? Mmmm fuck your feet smell good Father!"
I told him he was a very bad man playing with Mary Ellen and needed punishing and his problem having exceptionally ticklish feet and needed to be gagged as obvious having violent and hysterical laughter erupting from him instantly when lightly touched and didn't want his uncontollable verbal reactions putting me off my stride! I gently raked the feather quill the length of one foot and then the other and the light touch excruciatingly maddening for him and trying to hold back his laughter, fighting to resist the tickle but his resistant struggles would not last from the moaning emitted from him as I alternated the quill stroking from sole to sole! I then used both his hands to lightly spider-tickle both of his soles and the volume of his laughter began to increase!
"Father Lucas are you recognising that your feet are my feet, soles to lick and every toe to be licked, sucked and nibbled, your feet a delicious foot feast for me and soles a canvas to be artfully tickled in all ways imaginable even unimaginable! I'm amazed just how ticklish your feet are and love you being so desperate to escape the tickling but every attempt failing so proving pointless as my objective a simple one, to exploit the weakness of a priest with extremely ticklish feet!"
He sat opposite me and was shocked when I said as her teacher Mary Ellen Ellis had confided in me how he touched her inapproprately when as a friend of her parents he visited and didn't need to go into more detail as he realised that I was intent on informing her parents and switched the conversation as he looked so uneasy as smiling I admired his shoes and with a sense of relief told me Church's and handmade and hesitated saying size 12's and looked worried told to take them off but did so and I stared at both black nylon socked feet as he saw.
"June and Terry Ellis don't have to know as Mary Ellen doesn't want them told as a secret you both share but now one I know about but we can share a secret too as I have a fixation for feet, male feet until now my guilty pleasure and private and personal engaged in by way of fantasy but one that will be made reality!"
"What do you mean, you like my feet, you're joking right Martin!" he said and involuntarily socked toes wiggling
"No Rev. Lucas or Jason I'm not, I'm completely serious and you need my silence or risk even being ex-communicated so we're going to the vicarage because I want to get to know you and your feet better!"
Looking so nervous he knew having no choice we were soon in his bedroom and he on the bed and from my sports bag having retrived the restraints stared at the priest prone on his stomach on the bed. I taunted him saying I had a confession to make, that I'd wondered what his feet looked like, smelled like, felt like and even tasted like as he squrimed on the bed and adding how ticklish they were and now secured together both mine to find out! I slowly unlaced both large shoes and pulled them off tow mascuilne smelling socked feet.
“NO, NO, NO, NO! NO! NO! PLEASE, PLEASE, I HATE BEING TICKLED! PLEASE, PLEASE HELP! I’M TOO TICKLISH! PLEASE DON’T, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES! PLEASE, HELP!”
"You'll do anything if I don't play with your feet is that right, so you can't stand your feet being tickled! You mean like this? I teased stroking both socked soles secured together and the effect immediate! "You don't want me to do this, just lghtly stroking these sweaty socked feet, Hmm does seem you can't stand it Jason but you're lying down so not having to!" I teased stroking his socked soles lightly and gently. The effect instantaneous as he couldn't stop himself and laughed as even the gentlest of touches were awful sensations for him to endure.
"Mmmm wondered how these felt smelled and Mmmmm awesome and worn all day nice n' warm n' sweaty Mmmmm!" I said lightly running my finger over the thin nylon material of his socks as his feet flinched and toes flexed as I taunted him.
"Something wrong Father Lucas, sensitive to the contours of your trapped feet being explored with a ticklish touch and taking deep whiffs of his feet delivering the ticklish strokes and saying a bonus having big feet so long soles to stroke and see moist so bare feet that are already sweat lubed Jason, socks soon off these feet will be damn appealing, oh excuse me Father I mean very exciting as socked feet are fine but bare will be so vulnerable and Mmmm delicious as going to be tasty I reckon and virgin feet to rape and initiate Jason, that's great wiggle those toes right in my face, you feel that yeah my nose up against them Mmmm fuck yeah hot feet Father Lucas, all I imagined them being and more! I wonder what they'll look like without these socks worn all day and guess an appropriate sermoin tonight speaking about manifesting our desires, inviting me to enjoy your feet tonight Jason as be sure I will be!" I said lowering my face and deeply inhaling the delicousness of the raunchy smell of his socked soles and toes.
I began to slowly peel the socks off of his feet tugging at the toes of them as he pleaded with me to leave his socked feet alone.
"NO, NO! NO! PLEASE, NOT THE SOCKS! PLEASE, PLEASE KEEP THEM ON! PLEASE, PLEASE, IT’LL BE EVEN WORSE!”
"Oh Father in a sad world today laughter so needed and I love making you smile but okay the socks stay on but have to gag you so open your mouth or so help me your feet torture tickled until you do!" The priest didn't feel brave so the ball-gag used on him!
I leaned into the soles of his very damp socked feet and I could feel the heat radiating in waves across my face and ingested the aroma of them! A finger slowly and lightly stroking down from heels, across both arches to the balls of his feet and under his toes whcih curled so I simply lightly stroked the length of his soles again telling him to open up his toes or be stroked on his soles until he did as a light touch proving the most tortuous technique on the priest. Lightly caressing his soles with my fingers drove him freaking crazy with focus on his arches and insteps stroking my fingers up and down his size 12 soles. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down. Up and down verbally taunting him “Tickle tickle tickle….such ticklish feet!" making sure my fingers never changed their rhythm. The light tickling sensation was driving him absolutely demented! Garbled protests and muffled laughter!
Stroking the centre of the balls of his feet proved brutal and the sheer nylon socks intensified the sensations and there was no escaping the teasing, ticklish torment making him squirm and moan! Teasing his insteps and tickling his toes making them wiggle which teased me! I focused on the centre of each sole as this area proving of intensity for him and told him I knew where his weakest ticklish area was and slowly stroked there made him tense! I stroked there as I told him he was a very naughty boy playing with Mary Ellen and so needing to be played with and not just tonight which would be all night but when he saw me attend Evensong to know it was a night he'd repent for his sins of the flesh satisfying my needs with his, his feet! The bonus for me being he'd never know when he'd pay his penance so couldn't prepare or psyche himself up for it!
Imagine his reaction hearing this threat that he knew was a promise! His sweaty, moist black socked feet facing me I began sucking on Father Lucas's socked toes and sniffing the musky scent of them deeply. Embarrassing and humiliating him saying they're tasting so sweet, tangy and smelling deliciously pungent and licked and licked and licked the soles of his socked feet with determined lust and telling h how delicious they were and feeling his toes wiggling in my mouth just how super sensitive his feet were and licked over the balls of his feet and sucked on his toes again! Wet with sweat and my saliva I again buried my face into his socked soles telling him he was my perfect fantasy, feet taboo being a stright man's feet and a priest's feet which had a heavenly smell through the fabric of his warm n' moist socks! I took five toes in a single mouthful of one foot then the other and he suffered the sensation of his toes massaged by the tongue of another man! Being so licklish his feet flexed and toes flinched in my mouth. I pulled the toes of his right foot from my mouth.
"Right Jason now you will behave, you will feed me your socked toes and hold them still in my mouth to be sucked and withstand simultaneously a finger stroking the socked sole but toes still to be sucked or else I will really torture tickle the soles and toes of your feet, you understand me!"
The attractive priest behaved accordingly and kept his toes still but sensed a trial for him as his socked feet so tense that satisfied he'd behaved telling him he could loosen up and assisted this happening stroking the length of his socked feet saying he could flex them and wiggle his toes, his violent reaction anyway being so damn sensitive all over his feet! I then bluntly told him that I had a confession to make that the priest needed to hear and asked him if he was willing for this and being gagged all he could do was nod his head!
"Thank you Father Lucas and Mmmm the thing is your socked feet are exciting me but like Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden it's the forbidden fruit I want to savour and enjoy every way imaginable so that's your big bare feet or secured in front of me should I say my feet! I wonder what they look like, feel like, smell like, taste like and how horribly ticklish they are?"
Lowering my face to his soles and deeply inhaling his rich healthy foot-smell I very slowly peeled off his socks and he clenching and splaying his toes didn't stop them coming off and there were his gorgeous masculine size 12's which had me fixated and I was excited he felt so vulnerable knwing my having complete access to them and something I'd be taking complete advantage of and exploiting as I told him I was in rush planning an all nighter, just me, him and his feet! I gave each large bare foot a sniff mesmerised by both bare upturned soles facing me!
"Mmmm fuck Father they smell awesome or should I repeat heavenly and sense their heat, smoothness, moistness and Mmmm their smell is an aphrodisiac to me, my face just inches from the both, feel me blowing on them, that's it react and wiggle your toes and don't be embarrassed that another man is getting off on your foot stink Mmmm!" I said and buried my face into his warm, wet soles and brushed my cheek against them!
"I'm going to take my time enjoying these feet Father Lucas!" I said as my lips caressed them and he made futile attempts to pull them away from me so held his ankles and asked him where he thought he was going and adding with me to ticklish, licklish hell! I ran a finger the length of his right foot from heel to toes as he fought to control his laughter to discourage me. I stroked his bare left sole as he battled to keep his composure so stroked both soles lightly simultaneously and he gave in and giggled.
"That's it Jason laugh for me and if you do I might stop but more likely being more inclined to continue!" I said as I stroked over his heels, across his arches to the balls of his feet saying going places strictly off limits even to Mary Ellen but someone got to these feet before me didn't he Father Lucas? Mary Ellen told me it's something you won't talk about your Step-Father punished you effectively torture tickling your feet but bet not with same finesse as I will be! In a future session you will tell me all about how he'd tickle torment you and be tickled to telling everything but right now it was my turn so take you on a walk down memory lane! I am crazy about your feet and love it they're as sensitive as they are gorgeous. I wonder what your most ticklish spots are?"
I continued using light, teasing touches on the upturned soles, watching with glee as his toes instantly wiggled from the ticklish sensations shotting through his feet and there was no evading my fingers and if he clecnched his toes then focusing on his soles and arches and my face just inches away from the priest's wiggling toes I inhaled them deeply, taking in the intoxicating aroma as I continued to tease both helpless feet!
My fingers caressed the balls of his feet and once again he tried to clench his soles hoping that it would somehow lessen the unbearable sensations so I gripped his big toes and gently pulled them down so his soles were stretched taut, allowing me plenty of access to each vulnerable spot as I continued to lightly tickle the balls of his feet and delighted by the frantic laughter from him!
"Hahahahahahahahah! Stop! Stahahahahahahahap! Pleasehahahahahaha!" It seemed that the closer I got to his toes, the harder he laughed so keeping a firm grip on his big toes, I stroked under his toes so all his ticklish attention was focused on his toes being horribly tickled and teased! He tried desperately to kick free but not happening and driven desperate as his toes stayed immobilised and wonderfully, perfectly vulnerable and tauntingly told him it seemed his toes being very ticklish! I stopped to let Father Lucas catch his breath back!
He wiggled his toes freely! I taunted him that I had with me various tickle tools I'd be experimenting using and in my hands held the feather. I informed him he was going to suffer air torture and he squirmed as the feather stroked up n' down his right sole from heel to toes then repeated on his left sole and alternated from sole to sole as his body shook which I told him for me was a sight for sore eyes!
"It's great seeing how you keep trying to resist but fail miserably and do you know tickle torture is the oldest form of torture and still practiced today but in secret, the Geneva Convention bans it's usage offically as it leaves no marks of having been used which is so helpful and the victims of it rarely if ever admit to being subjected to it but as you prove it can be and is remarkably effective as an interrogation technique and one amusing for ticklee and tickler so a win-win combination! I really find your feet so appealing Father Lucas just as your Step-Father did!"
I told him I imagined his living at home and his mother a nurse on night duty and his Step-Father having drugged his cola creeping into his room and he being woken in the dark feeling his fingers making contact with his 17yr old teenage feet as so super sensitive and a technique of slow stroking exploring his secured bare feet and he holding his breath and desperate to resist the tickling as the teasing stroking continued! His stubborn composure cracking as the ticklish n' teasing stimulations continued and the ticklish sensations growing more unbearable as he was told they would until he broke! Altertnately then spider tickling both feet forcing him to lose control!
I'd expected him to react squirming and moaning as he was as he knew that having actually shared the secret of his tickling abuse with Mary Ellen that she had confided it in me and I told him not to be angry with her as she felt so unable to help him that she had sought my advice which had been to even when intimate resist contact with his feet and how she'd assured me Jason your feet safe as of no interest to her and adding this to my benefit as his feet were my feet and smiled hearing him gasp! I told him that knowing light n' slow tickles worked best on him that he could be sure something I'd indulge in subjecting him to enduring and saying this resumed my light finger stroking over his soles sending him hysterical muffled by the gag! He driven crazy and no means of escaping the tickling torment he desperately wanted to end but granted no reprieve or break from it by me much to his frustration! I continued tickling his restrained, vulnerable and helpless feet! His laughter and begging for this torture to stop had since transitioned by this time to just cries and whimpers.
"Father Lucas I'm sure you brushed your teeth this morning but I wonder did you brush your feet as my guess you didn't but don't worry I will!"
'Bzzz' I activated the sonicare electric toothbrush and applied the vibrating bristles to the sole of his right foot and violently he tried to fight against the revolving bristles delivering powerfully ticklish torment and switched to connecting with his left foot and his losing all resistance alternating from foot to foot and mapping out where was most effective and tortuous and applied the sonicare there and simultaneously finger stroking the other foot so each foot being tickled!
"Sorry Father Lucas are you trying to tell me to stop it tickles, it's difficult working out muffled moans but I do love hearing you beg and seeing your feet flexing and toes clenching and splaying, such handsome manly big feet yes heaven sent for sure and working up quite a sweat so ready for a tongue bath as smelling so raunchy guarantees they'll taste ripe and on straight men a technique powerfully emasculating as often so sensual and sensuous their dicks harden for another man's tongue from his oral attention and I then often find feather tickling their dicks and balls irresistible even making them ejaculate and then the ticklishness of their feet magnified and reckon you will in that category so something we'll try later, see if my tongue sliding in between your toes as menacing as your Step-Fathers Jason but blessed with two such attractive feet who can blame us unable to resist temptation? Mmmm fuck your feet smell good Father!"
I told him he was a very bad man playing with Mary Ellen and needed punishing and his problem having exceptionally ticklish feet and needed to be gagged as obvious having violent and hysterical laughter erupting from him instantly when lightly touched and didn't want his uncontollable verbal reactions putting me off my stride! I gently raked the feather quill the length of one foot and then the other and the light touch excruciatingly maddening for him and trying to hold back his laughter, fighting to resist the tickle but his resistant struggles would not last from the moaning emitted from him as I alternated the quill stroking from sole to sole! I then used both his hands to lightly spider-tickle both of his soles and the volume of his laughter began to increase!
"Father Lucas are you recognising that your feet are my feet, soles to lick and every toe to be licked, sucked and nibbled, your feet a delicious foot feast for me and soles a canvas to be artfully tickled in all ways imaginable even unimaginable! I'm amazed just how ticklish your feet are and love you being so desperate to escape the tickling but every attempt failing so proving pointless as my objective a simple one, to exploit the weakness of a priest with extremely ticklish feet!"
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