She cringed every time Bellatrix ran her nails over her bared soles. She tried to pull away but the stocks trapping her ankles refused to budge. She was naked, except for her panties, with her arms tied down to each arm of an arm chair and her ankles trapped in stocks. Bellatrix was slowly gliding her nails across Emma's soles in a maddening spiral. "s-stop it!" said Emma Watson, her face somewhere between a cringe and a smile. A forced smile.
"You know how to make me stop." said Bellatrix Le'strange, her tormentor. Not for the first time Emma thought This can't be real. This is all just made up. she didn't get very far in that train of thought, she kept losing her focus to the nails lazily spiraling over her trapped soles. She clenched her toes to try to defend her sole, but of course that didn't help.
"Some people prefer to use magic for this sort of thing," said Bellatrix, "But I prefer the old-fashioned method. It's just more...satisfying." Suddenly she was scribbling wildly with all of her nails on one sole. Emma gasped and pulled desperately at her restraints, laughing madly. However hard she pulled the stocks holding her ankles didn't budge. They were probably magic too. Bellatrix stopped. "Aren't you just the most ticklish person I've ever met," grinned Bellatrix.
Emma blushed and squirmed, not for the first time wishing she could get out. Suddenly Bellatrix began to run her nails up Emma's leg. She stopped and lightly tickled her inner thigh. Blushing furiously and squirming, Emma tried not to laugh. Bellatrix jumped up to her tummy and decided to use both hands to tickle her sides. Emma was squirming as much as possible in her bonds, which wasn't much, laughing her forced laugh.
Suddenly one of Bellatrix's nails was playing with her nipple. She gasped and squirmed more than she though she could, though still not enough. The tickling picked up on her tummy and she soon found new reason to laugh, blushing furiously and trying to get her sensitive nipple away from Bellatrix. Bellatrix smiled at her feeble attempts to get away. "No no no no NO!!" Emma yelled, squirming and laughing as Bellatrix began tickling her tummy in earnest while playing more with her nipple.
"You know how to make me stop," said Bellatrix again. "Though I might not even stop then, not for awhile," she said sadistically. Emma somehow found time to gulp between squirming, laughing, and moaning.
"You know how to make me stop." said Bellatrix Le'strange, her tormentor. Not for the first time Emma thought This can't be real. This is all just made up. she didn't get very far in that train of thought, she kept losing her focus to the nails lazily spiraling over her trapped soles. She clenched her toes to try to defend her sole, but of course that didn't help.
"Some people prefer to use magic for this sort of thing," said Bellatrix, "But I prefer the old-fashioned method. It's just more...satisfying." Suddenly she was scribbling wildly with all of her nails on one sole. Emma gasped and pulled desperately at her restraints, laughing madly. However hard she pulled the stocks holding her ankles didn't budge. They were probably magic too. Bellatrix stopped. "Aren't you just the most ticklish person I've ever met," grinned Bellatrix.
Emma blushed and squirmed, not for the first time wishing she could get out. Suddenly Bellatrix began to run her nails up Emma's leg. She stopped and lightly tickled her inner thigh. Blushing furiously and squirming, Emma tried not to laugh. Bellatrix jumped up to her tummy and decided to use both hands to tickle her sides. Emma was squirming as much as possible in her bonds, which wasn't much, laughing her forced laugh.
Suddenly one of Bellatrix's nails was playing with her nipple. She gasped and squirmed more than she though she could, though still not enough. The tickling picked up on her tummy and she soon found new reason to laugh, blushing furiously and trying to get her sensitive nipple away from Bellatrix. Bellatrix smiled at her feeble attempts to get away. "No no no no NO!!" Emma yelled, squirming and laughing as Bellatrix began tickling her tummy in earnest while playing more with her nipple.
"You know how to make me stop," said Bellatrix again. "Though I might not even stop then, not for awhile," she said sadistically. Emma somehow found time to gulp between squirming, laughing, and moaning.
