Hi all. Glad TT is back. Got a new story just for the occasion...and a few more waiting in the wings. Just takes so bloody long to write them.
Sara stared at the unassuming building, the apprehension rising in her chest. She inched closer to the door, then started back for her car, but then caught herself glancing over her shoulder and moving towards the door again. This went on for about 5 minutes, until she found her body walking through the entrance without checking with her brain first.
She found herself in a very pleasant waiting room, one with comfortable chairs, various magazines, and a flat screen TV with some kind of gardening show playing. Not what she was expecting, but now that she was actually inside, she decided to just go with it. Sara made her way to the reception desk and rang the little bell, since no one was there to meet her. After 2-3 rings, a young woman came storming around a corner from a hallway in the back, looking highly annoyed. She was short, maybe 5'2, and looked like she might weigh 110lbs soaking wet. She wore a tight skirt and tank top, and had on sandals, the kind that lace up one's leg. Her hair and eyes were both dark, and she looked rather imposing, even to Sara who by contrast was tall, willowy, and blonde. While Sara had relatively small breasts (usually covered by baggy t-shirts), this girl was so well endowed that it was a wonder her shirt hadn't given in to the strain.
“Well? You interrupted my break, so what do you want?” demanded the girl behind the desk.
“Oh, um...M...my name is S...s...Sara, a...and I have an appointment with Ke...K...Kelsie,” Sara stammered, clearly intimidated.
“You're late. You were supposed to be here at 2, and it's already 2:15. Just sit, I'll have to see what we can work out for you,” the girl snapped in an extremely condescending manner before storming off.
Sara immediately took the nearest seat. She crossed her leg over her knee and began shaking her foot, dangling the green flip flop she was wearing from her toes. A nervous tick, one that she had been dealing with for a number of years. As she twitched her foot, Sara looked over the pedicure she had just gotten. Her feet looked and felt incredible, nice and smooth and pale, with a nice green nail polish on her toes. Perfect for what was about to come.
“HEY!” bellowed the girl behind the desk, shaking Sara out of her reverie.
“Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention,” Sara said quickly.
“Whatever. Go through the door here to the end of the hall and take a left. Kelsie is waiting for you in room 3,” the girl at the desk snapped.
“Oh, Ok thanks,” Sara said with a smile, hoping that would get her somewhere with this evil little vixen. No such luck, though, and the girl sneered at her.
Sara followed the instructions, and found herself at room 3. Timidly, she opened the door, and found a nicely furnished room, with a queen bed and other more exotic pieces. Stocks, a St. Andrew's cross, a rack, and an A frame. Sara knew each piece on sight, having done her homework. For the past 6 years. Looking at everything in the room, her stomach fluttered, and she began to feel very tingly in her nether region.
“Hey, there, I'm Kelsie,” said a very sweet voice, taking Sara once again by surprise. She looked around and found quite a vision. The voice belonged to another young woman, very attractive, with brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. She was about 5'7 and thin, but not so much so as to look unhealthy. Her bio on the website put her age at 30, but she could pass for 21 easily. Her skin was a creamy color, her legs were to die for, her breasts were pert and ample, but is was her bare feet that really caught Sara's attention. Soft and smooth looking, with perfect toes, high arches, and pale soles. Kelsie noticed Sara's attention to her feet and smiled. Perfect.
“H-hello,” Sara stammered. She tried to say more, but her mouth and brain were suffering from some kind of disconnect.
Kelsie smiled that killer smile of hers. “So you must be Sara? It's nice to meet you,” said Kelsie.
“I'm looking forward to working with you. First off, let's have a seat and go over yourquestionare, OK?” she asked. Kelsie lead Sara over to a corner of the room where there were a couple of chairs.
“So, just a few things to go over here. It says here you're 19, right?” asked Kelsie.
“That's right. Just turned 19 a few days ago,” said Sara.
“Well, happy late birthday!” Kelsie said. Looking at Sara, she realized that the poor girl looked so high strung. “Sara, why don't you relax before you sprain something,” she said with a little smile. Sara immediately laughed, recognizing the quote from Star Trek: Voyager.
“Sorry, it's just that I've never even thought of doing anything like this, but being away from home, college life, I've always wanted to...” Sara trailed off.
“I understand. You're not the first, and you certainly won't be the last. Now, we really should keep going through your questionare here, so that I know exactly what you do and don't want.” said Kelsie.
“So, to come right to it, you're here to be tickled, right?”
Sara promptly turned brick red and felt her heartbeat go from a little flutter to a jackhammer in her chest.
“Y-yes. Yes, I did, that's what I want,” Sara choked out.
“Sara, you can relax,” said Kelsie. “You're not the first girl to come in here wanting to be tickled. I've been a domme for almost 5 years now, and I've heard it all. Just help me understand, is this a passing curiosity or a full-blown fetish?”
“Oh, it's definitly a fetish. I fantasize about it all the time, and just thinking about it gets me so wet. I've had 2 boyfriends dump me because I just couldn't get into it with them in bed,” Sara said a little sadly. But at least she was starting to open up.
“How long have you been aware of your fetish?” Kelsie asked.
“Since I was really little. I used to watch the old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles reruns when I was little. The episodes where the mobster kidnapped April and tickled her with a feather got me so aroused, even then. I've always had a foot fetish too, as long as I can remember,” Sara said.
“Ok, I get that. Now you've mentioned having boyfriends. Are you straight? Bi? Absolutely no idea?” asked Kelsie.
“Well...I'm really not sure. I guess I'm bi. I do think that there are girls who are really hot, same with guys. But I'm not a lesbian or anything. I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, I know, but-”.
“Sara, I think I get the picture,” Kelsie said with a laugh. “So, you've read through all the services we offer here. Please tell me what exactly you want. You paid for your time, so I'm going to make sure it's everything you were hoping for.”
“Ok...ok...I, um...I want you to tie me up and tickle me until I go crazy, then even more. And I want...um...well, I told you what tickling does to me...I...um...” Sara stammered.
“Ah, you want some tease and denial and forced orgasm play, huh?” Kelsie asked.
“Well...yes,” Sara said in a very small voice.
“That's fine, I'm happy to play with you. You're going to find that I'm not really the typical kind of domme. I really try to make my sessions light-hearted and fun for my victims ,” Kelsie said coyly. “So here's the deal. You way overpaid for what you're asking for. I can give you the difference back, or we can find some other way to use your money, what do you say?” Kelsie asked.
Sara was shocked, to say the least. She had no idea what else she would do.
“Um, well, I guess we can try to think of something,” Sara said.
“Great! Alright, it's time to get started. Behind the curtain there is a changing area. You can go back there and change into whatever you want to wear for our session. I just have a few rules. First, you have to be barefoot. I have a foot fetish too, and I hate the thought of cheating myself out of playing with sexy girlie feet. Second, your shirt has to leave your armpits exposed, otherwise what fun can we have? Finally, the more clothing you take off, the more you get tickled, but the better the experience, plus there's a little surprise for you as well,” Kelsie said.
Sara nodded and proceeded behind the curtain. She looked herself over in the mirror. She already fulfilled Kelsie's instructions. She had on flip flops and a spaghetti strap shirt, and she mulled it over for a while, thinking to herself, I came to get a real tickling experience, and dammit I'm not wasting this opportunity. And with that, she made her mind up and started getting ready.
Kelsie, meanwhile, was inspecting all of her equipment for damage or other safety hazards. She had just finished with her last and favorite piece, the cross mounted on a swivel, so that her victim could be restrained in such a way that no ticklish area was covered up. She heard the curtain being pushed aside, and turned to see Sara come out hesitantly, completely naked. Kelsie took a moment to take her in. Sara had nice, pale skin that was dotted with a large number of light freckles. Light blonde hair fell to her shoulders, simple and straight. She had a runner's build, nice and slender. Her boobs were on the smallish side, probably around a B cup, with perfect pink nipples at the ends. Between her legs was completely shaved smooth. She really is a knockout, and she doesn't even realize it, Kelsie thought, clearly entranced by the gorgeous girl in front of her. Kelsie thought that Sara had an innocence about her that was very appealing, and her shy demeanor made her even more adorable.
“Wow, Sara. You're stunning,” said Kelsie.
Sara blushed all the way from her cheeks to her toes. “Aw, thank you. But I really don't think so,” Sara said.
“No, you really are. You're absolutely beautiful and you don't even realize it, do you?” Kelsie said softly.
“Not really, I guess,” Sara said. But secretly, she was really happy that this beautiful woman in front of her thought she was stunning. “So...where should we start?” Sara asked timidly.
Kelsie looked around at the room, then down to Sara's bare feet and got an idea.
“We'll start here, with the stocks. Have a seat, put your feet here, and arms above your head, please,” said Kelsie.
Sara immediately went over to the stocks and did as she was told. She felt her arousal go even higher as Kelsie locked her feet in place and tied her arms above her head.
“Alright, Sara. I mentioned a surprise for you, and here it is,” Kelsie said with a slight leer. She stripped slowly, deliberately, and very sexually. Sara sat there, bound up in the stocks, thinking that this is the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Kelsie, like Sara, had a clean shaven vagina. Unlike Sara, Kelsie did have some very nice curves, but was not fat by any definition of the word. It was all Sara could do to not start drooling.
“Like what you see?” Kelsie asked with a smile and a wink.
“Oh yes, so much!” Sara said.
“Good. Now that that's out of the way, let's get started!” Kelsie said, moving towards Sara and circling around to the back of the stocks. “Now, where to start on you...how about...here?” as she started to pinch Sara's sides.
Sara immediately went berserk, shrieking and laughing. She had always described herself as being “stupidly ticklish” but the fact that she was tied down and couldn't fight back made her seem even moreso. Kelsie went to town on the bound girls sides and ribs, eliciting incredibly sexy laughter from her victim. She alternated between quick pinches, knuckles on the ribs, and fingertip brushing of her sides. No one tickle attack seemed to be any less effective than the other, and Kelsie was in heaven.
After about 5 minutes, Kelsie stopped to give Sara some breath. Sara hung there in the stocks for a second, then turned her head to give Kelsie a playfully dirty look.
“Why are you stopping?” Sara panted through gritted teeth.
Kelsie laughed out loud, relishing in the challenge she was just offered. She abandoned pretense and attacked Sara's armpits next, not holding anything back.
Sara screamed and thrashed in the restraints. She was loving every second of this delicious torture. Her armpits were facing an all-out tickle assault. Kelsie really knew what she was doing! The feather-light strokes from her fingernails were absolutely torturous, and Kelsie had the perfect fingernails for tickling armpits! Sara's head started to spin as she lapsed into silent laughter. Kelsie was impressed. She had never managed to drive someone that crazy that quickly before. But Sara wasn't begging for mercy at all, so Kelsie kept up her onslaught on Sara's crazy ticklish pits.
After almost 10 minutes of continuous armpit torture, Keslie stopped. As Sara gasped and gulped down air, she heard Kelsie whisper in her ear “I hope your sexy bare feet can compare to the rest of you, because that's where we're going!” When her brain wasn't busy going haywire, Sara started to worry a bit. She didn't think the tickling would be so intense, and if anything her feet were worse than the rest of her.
Kelsie moved slowly down towards the foot restraints, lightly dragging her fingernails against Sara's naked skin as she went. Sara twitched and giggled as nails traced down the side of her breast, her ribs and side, hips, and down her legs to her knees.
“Hmm,” Kelsie said. “I think a quick pit stop is in order for you, sweetie.” And with that, Kelsie quickly scribbled her fingernails underneath Sara's knees. Sara giggled, laughed, and twitched some more, but didn't give Kelsie the same reactions she was earlier. Kelsie pouted, feeling a little cheated.
“No fair! Under your knees isn't ticklish enough for me. I'm soooo sad,” Kelsie said with mock disappointment. “You made me sad Sara, and now I'm going to have to punish these hot feet of yours. Look, ooooh, so soft” Kelsie practically moaned as she touched Sara's feet. Indeed, the skin of her soles was buttery soft, and that green nail polish was driving Kelsie wild. Sara, meanwhile, was flexing her toes every which way, which Kelsie definitly noticed.
“Oh, as sexy as that is, it's going to ruin our fun tickle time!” she said with a laugh. Kelsie ducked down out of sight. Sara wondered where she was for about half a second, then put it together when she felt soft strips of fabric being threaded between her toes. She shrieked again at the intense tickling sensation and immediately resumed her thrashing. Kelsie popped her head back up and looked at Sara with outright sexual desire.
“Wow, your feet really are hysterically ticklish, aren't they?” she asked. “You have no idea how wet you're making me right now. Or...do you?” Kelsie peeked between the captive girls legs, and saw moisture beginning to pool there. Kelsie grinned.
“Ok Sara, here we go! I'll give you the choice here. I'll either tickle you with my fingers, my tongue, a hairbrush, or a sonicare toothbrush. In case you didn't know, those REALLY tickle. You have to choose 3, BUT...but if you choose all 4, I'll give you another surprise at the end, totally free. What do you say?” Kelsie asked. Sara's mouth went dry and her stomach dropped at the mention of those tickle tools. Fingers and tongue she was sure she'd love, but she'd seen enough tickling clips to know that the latter 2 mentioned tools were absolutely devastating when used by an expert. And Kelsie pretty much fit that description. But that surprise was really intriguing.
“All,” Sara said simply.
Kelsie literally squealed with delight, and dropped down to her knees in front of Sara's feet. She decided to go the more fun route right off the bat, and started licking and nibbling her way up and down Sara's right foot, while she lightly scratched the soles of Sara's left foot with her fingernails. Sara howled with ticklish agony! She had never had a tongue on her feet before, and Kelsie knew how to use it to bring out intense sensations. The fact that Sara had her toes tied back stretched her soles out, and made her feet even more ticklish. Sara screamed, thrashed, swore, babbled, and begged, all control long gone. Kelsie laughed along with her victim, loving the feeling of Sara's feet on her fingertips, and the taste of Sara's soles and toes in her mouth. After a while, Kelsie switched, licking the left foot and fingering the right. Poor Sara had long since lapsed back into silent laughter, but now a new sound was starting to come out. Moans. Long and hard, in between her silent laughing. The moans increased in frequency, and Kelsie stopped tickling with her fingers, giving her tongue free reign across Sara's feet. Sara immediately started to moan louder and louder, until she arched her back against the bonds and screamed out “Yes! YEEESSSSS!”, and went limp against the stocks.
Kelsie looked at Sara with absolute amazement. She had just made her ticklish victim have an orgasm by licking her feet!
“Oh, that was awesome sweetie!” Kelsie cried. “I've heard of people who cum from having their feet tickled, but I've never seen it, and certainly never done it before!” Sara hung weakly from her bonds, unable to form words. But the huge smile on her face said it all. After a few minutes, Sara was finally able to get one word out. Just one.
“More.”
Kelsie picked up a hairbrush and immediately went to town on Sara's soles. Sara spent the next few minutes of her life laughing as much and as hard as she could. Her orgasm had pumped her ticklishness up to unbelievable heights, but she was just too exhausted from the rest of the torture to really get going again, so Kelsie decided to give her a while to rest on one of the beds.
Sara woke up about an hour later, facedown on the rack. Her smooth pussy still tingled from the earlier orgasm., and her feet were literally buzzing from all the stimulation. Sara tried to push herself up, but realized she was tied facedown. Kelsie, who had been watching from across the room, stood up and made her way over.
“Hey there sexy girl. How was that for you?” she asked softly.
Unable to really get a thought process going, Sara babbled about it being the best experience she had ever had, and that she wanted more.
Kelsie laughed. “Well, here's the thing. While you were asleep, I had some administrative stuff to deal with. I heard my front office girl really harassing a gentleman who came in for another appointment with me. After I looked through the security camera footage, I saw how vile she was towards you. I'm so sorry. As a way to make it up to you, I'll give you another choice. As you can see, you're already on my favorite torture device. The padded middle section is narrow on purpose, so that face up or face down, I can still get your tickle spots. Any what kind of host would I be if I didn't fully explore ALL of your tickle spots?” Kelsie asked. It was then that Sara realized that the bar was indeed very narrow, especially right between her boobs. Both hung down, unfettered, her nipples pointing straight down to the floor, which is obviously what Kelsie wanted. Also, the joints where the legs met the body were curved outward, away from her crotch. No wonder she likes this thing so much. It's awesome! Sara thought.
“So, that choice. I can either tickle you more in this position, hitting the spots I wasn't able to get the first time around as well as using these beauties”- at which point she held up the sonicare toothbrushes - “on your feet and other parts, or I can allow you to take some revenge against my employee for her unacceptable behavior. Which will it be?”
Sara thought, and then an idea occurred to her. “You said that I overpaid for my session. Can we do both?” she asked.
Kelsie laughed out loud at that, and said “Oh, sure. I had forgotten about that! Alright, you or her first?” Kelsie asked.
“Oh, me. Definitly me!” Sara said.
Kelsie laughed again. She had never met such a ticklephile! This girl had some incredible endurance, as well as a real love of being tickled.
Kelsie walked around to the side of the rack. Sara, being unable to see behind her, was completely unprepared what was to come. She felt Kelsie spread her ass cheeks apart! Before she could object, Sara fect a strange device pull her cheeks taut and keep them that way.
“Most people don't realize it, but the ass crack is a wickedly ticklish place, especially for a feather.” And with that, Kelsie started dragging the point of a stiff feather right in the crack. Sara was dying almost instantly! She never knew something could tickle so much, and her pussy immediately began to grow red again! Sara twiched, but the bondage of the rack was far too strict, and she only managed a half inch either way. Not enough to escape from that horrible feather. Kelsie kept swirling the feather in that forbidden crack, and Sara continued going crazy.
After a while, Kelsie stopped that attack, and Sara heard an unmistakable buzzing sound. The toothbrushes were coming. As soon as they made contact with her foot right were the toes join the ball, Sara lost it again and finally started begging for mercy, which never came. Everything up until now had just been a warmup, a practice run for the torture she was now facing. Sara screamed herself hoarse during her toothbrush torture. Kelsie, fearing for her victim's well being, eased up a little. She left Sara's feet and slid herself under the table, so she was now facing Sara directly, looking up at tear-stained eyes.
“That's too much, I c-can't t-take it. P-please no m-more t-t-toothbrush on my f-feet,” Sara practically wimpered.
“Alright, no more on the feet. How about here?” asked Kelsie, as she brought both toothbrushes up to Sara's pink nipples. Sara got quite hysterical while her nipples were being tickled, but that was a very pleasureable torture which got her wet all over again. Sensing this, Kelsie pulled down some kind of sling from the back of the rack. There were two slots, one for each nipple, and each slot happened to perfectly hold a sonicare toothbrush against Sara's nipples. Sara was left to laugh like crazy, until she felt a buzzing feeling at her nethers. Kelsie had pulled out a vibrator and was going to work on Sara's pussy, while using another softer feather to tease Sara's clit. After about 5 minutes of constant stumulation, Sara exploded in another mind bending orgasm, blasting all thought from her head.
When Sara came to again, she was on one of the beds, being cradled by Kelsie. Sara gave her a smile and a kiss as thanks for an incredible session, and stated to head to the changing rooms. But Kelsie stopped here.
“Don't you remember the rest of your deal? You get to deal with bratty Brittney now! And it's so much more fun tickling her while you're naked, because she is a lesbian. Naked girls get her going so much. Shall I get her?” asked Kelsie.
“Oh, yes. I'd love that!” said Sara.
So, a few minutes later, smart mouch Brittney was tied face up and naked on the rack, with Sara at her gorgeous feet and Kelsie at her armpits.
But that's another story for another day!
Sara stared at the unassuming building, the apprehension rising in her chest. She inched closer to the door, then started back for her car, but then caught herself glancing over her shoulder and moving towards the door again. This went on for about 5 minutes, until she found her body walking through the entrance without checking with her brain first.
She found herself in a very pleasant waiting room, one with comfortable chairs, various magazines, and a flat screen TV with some kind of gardening show playing. Not what she was expecting, but now that she was actually inside, she decided to just go with it. Sara made her way to the reception desk and rang the little bell, since no one was there to meet her. After 2-3 rings, a young woman came storming around a corner from a hallway in the back, looking highly annoyed. She was short, maybe 5'2, and looked like she might weigh 110lbs soaking wet. She wore a tight skirt and tank top, and had on sandals, the kind that lace up one's leg. Her hair and eyes were both dark, and she looked rather imposing, even to Sara who by contrast was tall, willowy, and blonde. While Sara had relatively small breasts (usually covered by baggy t-shirts), this girl was so well endowed that it was a wonder her shirt hadn't given in to the strain.
“Well? You interrupted my break, so what do you want?” demanded the girl behind the desk.
“Oh, um...M...my name is S...s...Sara, a...and I have an appointment with Ke...K...Kelsie,” Sara stammered, clearly intimidated.
“You're late. You were supposed to be here at 2, and it's already 2:15. Just sit, I'll have to see what we can work out for you,” the girl snapped in an extremely condescending manner before storming off.
Sara immediately took the nearest seat. She crossed her leg over her knee and began shaking her foot, dangling the green flip flop she was wearing from her toes. A nervous tick, one that she had been dealing with for a number of years. As she twitched her foot, Sara looked over the pedicure she had just gotten. Her feet looked and felt incredible, nice and smooth and pale, with a nice green nail polish on her toes. Perfect for what was about to come.
“HEY!” bellowed the girl behind the desk, shaking Sara out of her reverie.
“Oh, I'm sorry, I wasn't paying attention,” Sara said quickly.
“Whatever. Go through the door here to the end of the hall and take a left. Kelsie is waiting for you in room 3,” the girl at the desk snapped.
“Oh, Ok thanks,” Sara said with a smile, hoping that would get her somewhere with this evil little vixen. No such luck, though, and the girl sneered at her.
Sara followed the instructions, and found herself at room 3. Timidly, she opened the door, and found a nicely furnished room, with a queen bed and other more exotic pieces. Stocks, a St. Andrew's cross, a rack, and an A frame. Sara knew each piece on sight, having done her homework. For the past 6 years. Looking at everything in the room, her stomach fluttered, and she began to feel very tingly in her nether region.
“Hey, there, I'm Kelsie,” said a very sweet voice, taking Sara once again by surprise. She looked around and found quite a vision. The voice belonged to another young woman, very attractive, with brown hair and chocolate colored eyes. She was about 5'7 and thin, but not so much so as to look unhealthy. Her bio on the website put her age at 30, but she could pass for 21 easily. Her skin was a creamy color, her legs were to die for, her breasts were pert and ample, but is was her bare feet that really caught Sara's attention. Soft and smooth looking, with perfect toes, high arches, and pale soles. Kelsie noticed Sara's attention to her feet and smiled. Perfect.
“H-hello,” Sara stammered. She tried to say more, but her mouth and brain were suffering from some kind of disconnect.
Kelsie smiled that killer smile of hers. “So you must be Sara? It's nice to meet you,” said Kelsie.
“I'm looking forward to working with you. First off, let's have a seat and go over yourquestionare, OK?” she asked. Kelsie lead Sara over to a corner of the room where there were a couple of chairs.
“So, just a few things to go over here. It says here you're 19, right?” asked Kelsie.
“That's right. Just turned 19 a few days ago,” said Sara.
“Well, happy late birthday!” Kelsie said. Looking at Sara, she realized that the poor girl looked so high strung. “Sara, why don't you relax before you sprain something,” she said with a little smile. Sara immediately laughed, recognizing the quote from Star Trek: Voyager.
“Sorry, it's just that I've never even thought of doing anything like this, but being away from home, college life, I've always wanted to...” Sara trailed off.
“I understand. You're not the first, and you certainly won't be the last. Now, we really should keep going through your questionare here, so that I know exactly what you do and don't want.” said Kelsie.
“So, to come right to it, you're here to be tickled, right?”
Sara promptly turned brick red and felt her heartbeat go from a little flutter to a jackhammer in her chest.
“Y-yes. Yes, I did, that's what I want,” Sara choked out.
“Sara, you can relax,” said Kelsie. “You're not the first girl to come in here wanting to be tickled. I've been a domme for almost 5 years now, and I've heard it all. Just help me understand, is this a passing curiosity or a full-blown fetish?”
“Oh, it's definitly a fetish. I fantasize about it all the time, and just thinking about it gets me so wet. I've had 2 boyfriends dump me because I just couldn't get into it with them in bed,” Sara said a little sadly. But at least she was starting to open up.
“How long have you been aware of your fetish?” Kelsie asked.
“Since I was really little. I used to watch the old Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles reruns when I was little. The episodes where the mobster kidnapped April and tickled her with a feather got me so aroused, even then. I've always had a foot fetish too, as long as I can remember,” Sara said.
“Ok, I get that. Now you've mentioned having boyfriends. Are you straight? Bi? Absolutely no idea?” asked Kelsie.
“Well...I'm really not sure. I guess I'm bi. I do think that there are girls who are really hot, same with guys. But I'm not a lesbian or anything. I mean, there's nothing wrong with that, I know, but-”.
“Sara, I think I get the picture,” Kelsie said with a laugh. “So, you've read through all the services we offer here. Please tell me what exactly you want. You paid for your time, so I'm going to make sure it's everything you were hoping for.”
“Ok...ok...I, um...I want you to tie me up and tickle me until I go crazy, then even more. And I want...um...well, I told you what tickling does to me...I...um...” Sara stammered.
“Ah, you want some tease and denial and forced orgasm play, huh?” Kelsie asked.
“Well...yes,” Sara said in a very small voice.
“That's fine, I'm happy to play with you. You're going to find that I'm not really the typical kind of domme. I really try to make my sessions light-hearted and fun for my victims ,” Kelsie said coyly. “So here's the deal. You way overpaid for what you're asking for. I can give you the difference back, or we can find some other way to use your money, what do you say?” Kelsie asked.
Sara was shocked, to say the least. She had no idea what else she would do.
“Um, well, I guess we can try to think of something,” Sara said.
“Great! Alright, it's time to get started. Behind the curtain there is a changing area. You can go back there and change into whatever you want to wear for our session. I just have a few rules. First, you have to be barefoot. I have a foot fetish too, and I hate the thought of cheating myself out of playing with sexy girlie feet. Second, your shirt has to leave your armpits exposed, otherwise what fun can we have? Finally, the more clothing you take off, the more you get tickled, but the better the experience, plus there's a little surprise for you as well,” Kelsie said.
Sara nodded and proceeded behind the curtain. She looked herself over in the mirror. She already fulfilled Kelsie's instructions. She had on flip flops and a spaghetti strap shirt, and she mulled it over for a while, thinking to herself, I came to get a real tickling experience, and dammit I'm not wasting this opportunity. And with that, she made her mind up and started getting ready.
Kelsie, meanwhile, was inspecting all of her equipment for damage or other safety hazards. She had just finished with her last and favorite piece, the cross mounted on a swivel, so that her victim could be restrained in such a way that no ticklish area was covered up. She heard the curtain being pushed aside, and turned to see Sara come out hesitantly, completely naked. Kelsie took a moment to take her in. Sara had nice, pale skin that was dotted with a large number of light freckles. Light blonde hair fell to her shoulders, simple and straight. She had a runner's build, nice and slender. Her boobs were on the smallish side, probably around a B cup, with perfect pink nipples at the ends. Between her legs was completely shaved smooth. She really is a knockout, and she doesn't even realize it, Kelsie thought, clearly entranced by the gorgeous girl in front of her. Kelsie thought that Sara had an innocence about her that was very appealing, and her shy demeanor made her even more adorable.
“Wow, Sara. You're stunning,” said Kelsie.
Sara blushed all the way from her cheeks to her toes. “Aw, thank you. But I really don't think so,” Sara said.
“No, you really are. You're absolutely beautiful and you don't even realize it, do you?” Kelsie said softly.
“Not really, I guess,” Sara said. But secretly, she was really happy that this beautiful woman in front of her thought she was stunning. “So...where should we start?” Sara asked timidly.
Kelsie looked around at the room, then down to Sara's bare feet and got an idea.
“We'll start here, with the stocks. Have a seat, put your feet here, and arms above your head, please,” said Kelsie.
Sara immediately went over to the stocks and did as she was told. She felt her arousal go even higher as Kelsie locked her feet in place and tied her arms above her head.
“Alright, Sara. I mentioned a surprise for you, and here it is,” Kelsie said with a slight leer. She stripped slowly, deliberately, and very sexually. Sara sat there, bound up in the stocks, thinking that this is the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. Kelsie, like Sara, had a clean shaven vagina. Unlike Sara, Kelsie did have some very nice curves, but was not fat by any definition of the word. It was all Sara could do to not start drooling.
“Like what you see?” Kelsie asked with a smile and a wink.
“Oh yes, so much!” Sara said.
“Good. Now that that's out of the way, let's get started!” Kelsie said, moving towards Sara and circling around to the back of the stocks. “Now, where to start on you...how about...here?” as she started to pinch Sara's sides.
Sara immediately went berserk, shrieking and laughing. She had always described herself as being “stupidly ticklish” but the fact that she was tied down and couldn't fight back made her seem even moreso. Kelsie went to town on the bound girls sides and ribs, eliciting incredibly sexy laughter from her victim. She alternated between quick pinches, knuckles on the ribs, and fingertip brushing of her sides. No one tickle attack seemed to be any less effective than the other, and Kelsie was in heaven.
After about 5 minutes, Kelsie stopped to give Sara some breath. Sara hung there in the stocks for a second, then turned her head to give Kelsie a playfully dirty look.
“Why are you stopping?” Sara panted through gritted teeth.
Kelsie laughed out loud, relishing in the challenge she was just offered. She abandoned pretense and attacked Sara's armpits next, not holding anything back.
Sara screamed and thrashed in the restraints. She was loving every second of this delicious torture. Her armpits were facing an all-out tickle assault. Kelsie really knew what she was doing! The feather-light strokes from her fingernails were absolutely torturous, and Kelsie had the perfect fingernails for tickling armpits! Sara's head started to spin as she lapsed into silent laughter. Kelsie was impressed. She had never managed to drive someone that crazy that quickly before. But Sara wasn't begging for mercy at all, so Kelsie kept up her onslaught on Sara's crazy ticklish pits.
After almost 10 minutes of continuous armpit torture, Keslie stopped. As Sara gasped and gulped down air, she heard Kelsie whisper in her ear “I hope your sexy bare feet can compare to the rest of you, because that's where we're going!” When her brain wasn't busy going haywire, Sara started to worry a bit. She didn't think the tickling would be so intense, and if anything her feet were worse than the rest of her.
Kelsie moved slowly down towards the foot restraints, lightly dragging her fingernails against Sara's naked skin as she went. Sara twitched and giggled as nails traced down the side of her breast, her ribs and side, hips, and down her legs to her knees.
“Hmm,” Kelsie said. “I think a quick pit stop is in order for you, sweetie.” And with that, Kelsie quickly scribbled her fingernails underneath Sara's knees. Sara giggled, laughed, and twitched some more, but didn't give Kelsie the same reactions she was earlier. Kelsie pouted, feeling a little cheated.
“No fair! Under your knees isn't ticklish enough for me. I'm soooo sad,” Kelsie said with mock disappointment. “You made me sad Sara, and now I'm going to have to punish these hot feet of yours. Look, ooooh, so soft” Kelsie practically moaned as she touched Sara's feet. Indeed, the skin of her soles was buttery soft, and that green nail polish was driving Kelsie wild. Sara, meanwhile, was flexing her toes every which way, which Kelsie definitly noticed.
“Oh, as sexy as that is, it's going to ruin our fun tickle time!” she said with a laugh. Kelsie ducked down out of sight. Sara wondered where she was for about half a second, then put it together when she felt soft strips of fabric being threaded between her toes. She shrieked again at the intense tickling sensation and immediately resumed her thrashing. Kelsie popped her head back up and looked at Sara with outright sexual desire.
“Wow, your feet really are hysterically ticklish, aren't they?” she asked. “You have no idea how wet you're making me right now. Or...do you?” Kelsie peeked between the captive girls legs, and saw moisture beginning to pool there. Kelsie grinned.
“Ok Sara, here we go! I'll give you the choice here. I'll either tickle you with my fingers, my tongue, a hairbrush, or a sonicare toothbrush. In case you didn't know, those REALLY tickle. You have to choose 3, BUT...but if you choose all 4, I'll give you another surprise at the end, totally free. What do you say?” Kelsie asked. Sara's mouth went dry and her stomach dropped at the mention of those tickle tools. Fingers and tongue she was sure she'd love, but she'd seen enough tickling clips to know that the latter 2 mentioned tools were absolutely devastating when used by an expert. And Kelsie pretty much fit that description. But that surprise was really intriguing.
“All,” Sara said simply.
Kelsie literally squealed with delight, and dropped down to her knees in front of Sara's feet. She decided to go the more fun route right off the bat, and started licking and nibbling her way up and down Sara's right foot, while she lightly scratched the soles of Sara's left foot with her fingernails. Sara howled with ticklish agony! She had never had a tongue on her feet before, and Kelsie knew how to use it to bring out intense sensations. The fact that Sara had her toes tied back stretched her soles out, and made her feet even more ticklish. Sara screamed, thrashed, swore, babbled, and begged, all control long gone. Kelsie laughed along with her victim, loving the feeling of Sara's feet on her fingertips, and the taste of Sara's soles and toes in her mouth. After a while, Kelsie switched, licking the left foot and fingering the right. Poor Sara had long since lapsed back into silent laughter, but now a new sound was starting to come out. Moans. Long and hard, in between her silent laughing. The moans increased in frequency, and Kelsie stopped tickling with her fingers, giving her tongue free reign across Sara's feet. Sara immediately started to moan louder and louder, until she arched her back against the bonds and screamed out “Yes! YEEESSSSS!”, and went limp against the stocks.
Kelsie looked at Sara with absolute amazement. She had just made her ticklish victim have an orgasm by licking her feet!
“Oh, that was awesome sweetie!” Kelsie cried. “I've heard of people who cum from having their feet tickled, but I've never seen it, and certainly never done it before!” Sara hung weakly from her bonds, unable to form words. But the huge smile on her face said it all. After a few minutes, Sara was finally able to get one word out. Just one.
“More.”
Kelsie picked up a hairbrush and immediately went to town on Sara's soles. Sara spent the next few minutes of her life laughing as much and as hard as she could. Her orgasm had pumped her ticklishness up to unbelievable heights, but she was just too exhausted from the rest of the torture to really get going again, so Kelsie decided to give her a while to rest on one of the beds.
Sara woke up about an hour later, facedown on the rack. Her smooth pussy still tingled from the earlier orgasm., and her feet were literally buzzing from all the stimulation. Sara tried to push herself up, but realized she was tied facedown. Kelsie, who had been watching from across the room, stood up and made her way over.
“Hey there sexy girl. How was that for you?” she asked softly.
Unable to really get a thought process going, Sara babbled about it being the best experience she had ever had, and that she wanted more.
Kelsie laughed. “Well, here's the thing. While you were asleep, I had some administrative stuff to deal with. I heard my front office girl really harassing a gentleman who came in for another appointment with me. After I looked through the security camera footage, I saw how vile she was towards you. I'm so sorry. As a way to make it up to you, I'll give you another choice. As you can see, you're already on my favorite torture device. The padded middle section is narrow on purpose, so that face up or face down, I can still get your tickle spots. Any what kind of host would I be if I didn't fully explore ALL of your tickle spots?” Kelsie asked. It was then that Sara realized that the bar was indeed very narrow, especially right between her boobs. Both hung down, unfettered, her nipples pointing straight down to the floor, which is obviously what Kelsie wanted. Also, the joints where the legs met the body were curved outward, away from her crotch. No wonder she likes this thing so much. It's awesome! Sara thought.
“So, that choice. I can either tickle you more in this position, hitting the spots I wasn't able to get the first time around as well as using these beauties”- at which point she held up the sonicare toothbrushes - “on your feet and other parts, or I can allow you to take some revenge against my employee for her unacceptable behavior. Which will it be?”
Sara thought, and then an idea occurred to her. “You said that I overpaid for my session. Can we do both?” she asked.
Kelsie laughed out loud at that, and said “Oh, sure. I had forgotten about that! Alright, you or her first?” Kelsie asked.
“Oh, me. Definitly me!” Sara said.
Kelsie laughed again. She had never met such a ticklephile! This girl had some incredible endurance, as well as a real love of being tickled.
Kelsie walked around to the side of the rack. Sara, being unable to see behind her, was completely unprepared what was to come. She felt Kelsie spread her ass cheeks apart! Before she could object, Sara fect a strange device pull her cheeks taut and keep them that way.
“Most people don't realize it, but the ass crack is a wickedly ticklish place, especially for a feather.” And with that, Kelsie started dragging the point of a stiff feather right in the crack. Sara was dying almost instantly! She never knew something could tickle so much, and her pussy immediately began to grow red again! Sara twiched, but the bondage of the rack was far too strict, and she only managed a half inch either way. Not enough to escape from that horrible feather. Kelsie kept swirling the feather in that forbidden crack, and Sara continued going crazy.
After a while, Kelsie stopped that attack, and Sara heard an unmistakable buzzing sound. The toothbrushes were coming. As soon as they made contact with her foot right were the toes join the ball, Sara lost it again and finally started begging for mercy, which never came. Everything up until now had just been a warmup, a practice run for the torture she was now facing. Sara screamed herself hoarse during her toothbrush torture. Kelsie, fearing for her victim's well being, eased up a little. She left Sara's feet and slid herself under the table, so she was now facing Sara directly, looking up at tear-stained eyes.
“That's too much, I c-can't t-take it. P-please no m-more t-t-toothbrush on my f-feet,” Sara practically wimpered.
“Alright, no more on the feet. How about here?” asked Kelsie, as she brought both toothbrushes up to Sara's pink nipples. Sara got quite hysterical while her nipples were being tickled, but that was a very pleasureable torture which got her wet all over again. Sensing this, Kelsie pulled down some kind of sling from the back of the rack. There were two slots, one for each nipple, and each slot happened to perfectly hold a sonicare toothbrush against Sara's nipples. Sara was left to laugh like crazy, until she felt a buzzing feeling at her nethers. Kelsie had pulled out a vibrator and was going to work on Sara's pussy, while using another softer feather to tease Sara's clit. After about 5 minutes of constant stumulation, Sara exploded in another mind bending orgasm, blasting all thought from her head.
When Sara came to again, she was on one of the beds, being cradled by Kelsie. Sara gave her a smile and a kiss as thanks for an incredible session, and stated to head to the changing rooms. But Kelsie stopped here.
“Don't you remember the rest of your deal? You get to deal with bratty Brittney now! And it's so much more fun tickling her while you're naked, because she is a lesbian. Naked girls get her going so much. Shall I get her?” asked Kelsie.
“Oh, yes. I'd love that!” said Sara.
So, a few minutes later, smart mouch Brittney was tied face up and naked on the rack, with Sara at her gorgeous feet and Kelsie at her armpits.
But that's another story for another day!
