Ticklish_Matt
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This is an fictional adult F/m tickling story; if you don't like that, don't read it. All of the characters in this story are over 18 years old.
As always I look forward to comments, so if you enjoy the story please post your thoughts on it.
I had meet my best friend Mandy when I had moved a new school when we were both Juniors in high school, while not childhood long friends it felt that way since we hung out all the time. We spent so much time together that I swear she was staying at my house more than her place with her mom Maddie. Though oddly enough that is really all I knew about her mom was her name, since not once had we gone to her house or even meet for any school function. Now having just graduated and both attending the same college in the upcoming fall, it seemed puzzling that we had never done so considering how close of friends we were so I finally decided to ask if there was a reason.
We were relaxing on the couch at my house and she stretched out placing her bare feet on top of my lap, feeling the weight of her legs land there I turn my head and see her look at me then down to her wiggling soles. So without needing any words I reach down and start to gentle massage them, like I have done ever since I had got up the courage to say she had really pretty feet. While would have been amazing to date her I had known beforehand that she wasn't interested in dating anyone yet because she didn't want the distraction before she had begun her career. While not dating she didn't mind that I enjoyed her feet like that since she got the enjoyment of a no strings attached foot massage anytime she desired, and I was able to caress her silky smooth soles without needing to hide the arousal I got from it.
With us both sighing a bit in contentment as we finished the latest show we had binged watched together, I looked over at her and asked the question that had been on my mind "So, Mandy mind if I ask you something?"
She purrs wiggling her toes a bit as I press firmly into the muscles of her arch "Mmm yeah sure...mmm what is it?"
With a soft sigh I say "Well, been curious if there is a reason we have not once gone to your place or for that matter even just meet your mom?"
She shift around and straightens up a bit as her eyes dart a bit randomly in thought "Well, it is a bit strange but kind of just a precaution since didn't want to risk losing another friend by doing so."
Naturally my face had the most confused expression on it since no idea why that would be a risk to our friendship, so seeing that she continued. "Well, I began to notice a pattern once I had got to high school and some of my childhood male friends had turned 18. I had usually been much the same as I was with you and they viewed my place like a second home so often would have them stay a bit even if I wasn't there. Though if they were 18 and left alone for any length of time in the house with my mom they quickly stopped hanging out and refused to return my messages. Finally I had enough so I tracked down and cornered one of the guys demanding answers, despite my rage and insistence the only thing the former friend would say was never ever have any guy friend take off his shoes in "that house..." even cursing him out didn't get more info than that."
Now her face had a puzzled expression on it "So had confronted my mom about it and she said she had no idea what could be the reason for it. She refused to give even a guess for why he would have said it. So from that moment on if I had guys over I never left them alone and insisted they keep shoes on, which surprisingly worked and didn't lose any more friends suddenly like that. But guess it seemed a bit weird so eventually the few remaining ones I had left just drifted apart. So when I got along so great with you when you first moved here, thought best to not have you ever go to my place at all."
Having listened to her story being fairly confused by such a dire warning to not taking of shoes since it seemed silly, yet she seemed dead serious so I believed the reason. "Hmm ok guess it is not a big deal, I have no problem with your company here" I say softly as my fingers work out the stress from her toes with my fingers.
...
The summer was fairly uneventful as we continued much as we had before the discussion, though whether wise or not my curiosity about the warning only grew stronger as the days went by. Especially since the way I adored our friendship I was sure nothing could ever happen that would make me not want to spend time with her, so kind of day dreamed a bit of being able to help her solve the mystery. So one day I got a frantic call that she forgot her id and needed it to enter a weekend concert event and she was already late for she asked if I could meet her at her place to drop it off. I said sure thing would be right over, once there she quickly escorted me to her room while she finished putting on make up only making the briefest of pleasantries to her mom on the way.
Not sure I would ever get a better chance like this one, as I pulled out her wallet I let mine "accidentally" fall near her bed. After watching the screeching tires of her car race off, I sat for a few minute waiting nervously trying to build up the courage to go back. With the moon just over the roof of the house it bathed it in an eerie light that I now noticed the exterior was heavily run down despite the inside of the house being very modern and up to date furnishings. I get a shiver as I softly knock on the door, as the thought this place looks like a house from one of the slasher/horror films.
Was a few minutes of nervous twitching at the door before it slowly creeks open and Maddie smiles slightly with a slight curious expression saying "oh, hi again...?"
I gulp and shift nervously forcing myself to continue with my plan I softly say "Hey Maddie, sorry to trouble you but I think I dropped my wallet inside" I pat the empty side pocket where I keep it "would you mind if I check around for it?"
With a warm and inviting tone she says "Oh go right ahead."
My hand twitches a bit as I take a quick breath as I look at her to read how she reacts to what I am about to do, since I had deliberately walked a bit of the path to get my shoes covered in mud "Oh so sorry about the mess." I look down at the muddy tracks in the entrance as I start to unlace the shoes "Don't want to track your place up worse than it already is."
As soon as I slip my shoes off setting them aside walking inside with just sock covered feet she seems to perk up, eyes getting wider and smiling a bit more though she just says "Oh that's alright." I make my way to Mandy's room taking a few moments once there to find my wallet, having no idea what to expect. Walking past the kitchen I see Maddie smile at me so I say "found it" holding up the wallet and slowly make my way back toward the front door. She walks a bit behind me not saying anything though as I turn the corner by the front door all I see are the muddy foot prints, my shoes are nowhere to be seen, I turn to her with a puzzled look.
Her mouth moves a bit in thought before she giggles a bit and says "Well, that sure was fast."
Not trying to hide my confusion to her response about my missing shoes I stare blankly saying "Huh?"
Now she actually snickers saying "our "resident" shoe thief was fast" seeing my baffled expression she continues "hmm well it is a bit of a long story if you have some time to listen to it?"
With a slight nervous laugh I answer "Well suppose now I do, as would prefer not walking out in the mud like this" as I look down at my socked feet."
As we walk to the living room she starts to ask "First thing is are you open to the idea of supernatural things being in the world?" I somewhat shrug as not really having much opinion on it. "Well I had always been fascinated by all things otherworldly, and would often take vacations to supposedly haunted locations. In fact this house was one of the very first ones I found to actually have a hmm lets say presence."
I laugh a bit at how serious she is being "your kidding right, like a ghost or something?"
She nods saying "Yeah pretty much exactly a ghost, though never actually seen her, just the results of her mischief. While the history of this house was vague and not really that remarkable, as a spirit that enjoys pilfering men's shoes isn't that note worthy for ghost hunters to research. I found it fascinating so I looked into local records and discovered who would be the likely spirit of this place. As she had countless misconduct charges for stealing men's shoes all over town, but she was harmless and rather than charge her the town found it quaint, so guys just wrote there names inside their shoes. Then every so often an officer would stop by and collect them without incident."
I nearly spit out the soda that we were currently drinking saying with total disbelief "Come on, you don't expect me to fall for that...didn't you just hide them while I was in the other room?"
She smiles and takes a slow slip of her drink "Not at all, and I can prove I wasn't... the only thing that she snatches faster than un-watched shoes is a pair of socks. You can remove yours and leave them by the door and walk with me into the other room, close enough that you can hear if the door would be opened by someone. Would say less than a minute and they would be gone as well."
I just laugh as I walk toward the entrance looking it over there aren't any other ways into it than the ungodly loud creaky door, so decide what the hell I will humor her. She just smiles and giggles happy as can be as I slip of both socks tossing them near where my shoes disappeared. Walks back out of sight with the mom listening for the slightest noise as I am sure I am being pranked.
After about 2 minutes I turn the corner and go pale as on the floor where I set them there is nothing to be found. My jaw drops as sure it is possible this was some set up, yet was leaning toward entertaining that she was telling the truth. We go back to the couch and I am speechless for a long time as I try to wrap my head around this, rubbing my now bare soles absentmindedly together.
Lets out a sigh saying "Ok, lets say just for a second I believe you. Why would you want to live in a place haunted by a footwear thief. Doesn't it get expensive buying yourself new shoes???"
She laughs almost in a cackle "Nope, funny enough she is only interested in men's shoes... so ours are safe."
Beyond baffled I say "Well still, what purpose would you have to want to live in a place where men's shoes are made to vanish?" I lift up my bare foot and wiggle my toes to highlight the missing footwear.
She bites her lip as her eyes lower to watch the wiggling toes in front of her softly saying "Well because of my particular oddity...well no more like complete obsession. So we make the perfect kindred spirits, she seems to compel men in the house alone with me to remove what she desires. In return it allows me to get what I desperately desire, which leaves the men too scared to return for the shoes let alone breath a word of it to anyone."
I am nearly quivering as I see the look she has in her eyes, even not knowing what she desires the immense fear has me poised to make a bolt to my car bare feet be damned. Before I can will myself to action she leans in close.
In a purring whispers she asks "Mmm now for the important question...How...ticklish are...you...???"
I fidget nervously having expected the...well not exactly sure what as my mind raced from one horrific idea to the next that it was a blur. Suddenly all the talk about feet makes sense yet at the same time baffled so not for the first time I say "You aren't serious...you want to know how ticklish I am?"
Seeing the look of hunger in her eyes as she slides closer next to me saying lustfully "Yes, that is what I want to know."
It's hard to explain but having my mind darting from one nightmare situation to another now hearing something I consider harmless, well relatively harmless anyways I burst out laughing gasping for air shortly from the intensity. Once I regain composure I say "Ticklish...heha...really? Umm well yeah I am very ticklish I think, damn you had me scared senseless."
She continues to move closer into my personal space as she raise a eye brow in curiosity as she contently purrs "well now, that is a first... one of my special guests answering honestly, they always try to lie to me, making me prove them liars...this is a surprisingly refreshing reaction." She coos as she now grabs an ankle and lifts my foot over onto her lap saying "You aren't afraid of your widdle feeties being tickled???"
Watches as she reaches over with a hand slowly wiggling fingers in the air as the move towards the sole. My foot tries to move slightly back from the nails about to make contact but she holds it firmly still, giggles a bit softly saying "ummm well...maybe nervous...but not so much afraid really?"
Her nails make a few light scraps along my soles as she looks into my eyes causing my mouth to clamp shut and toes clench hard, there is a look of astonishment as she sensually asks "hmm you are actually agreeable to being tickled?"
The way she talks about it and the passion she seems to have makes me beyond curious, so I just slowly nod my head in response.
She playfully giggles as she coos "oh well then I think this is going to be tons of fun hehe." She gets up and stands infront of me as she gently guides me over to a chair without arm rests and crosses my legs under so my soles are hanging off the sides slightly, with hands trapped under my butt. Straddling my waist sits down on my lap facing my effectively pinning my feet under me as don't have the leverage to move them out with her on top.
With our gaze locked onto each others I feel her shift her hands lower and teasingly drag her nails over my exposed bare soles. The unfamiliar feeling of her finger tips has me start to softly giggle as toes slowly wiggle randomly, though the weight of her on my laps keep the feet nearly immobile. As I continue to feel the light tracing nails over my soft soles my face gets a goofy grin to match the growing flood of giggles escaping me.
Now in a baby talk like tone she teases "Awe dose someone have ticklish widdle feeties??? I think you do...yes you do....how about these cute toesies...they a itty bit ticklish???"
Her nails start to flutter over them quickly before playfully drilling her nails into the tightly clenched toes. Unable to block the tickles of ever increasing intensity I start to bend forward in a motion like curling into a ball, though with her sitting on me the movement is stopped with my head pressed into the opening of her dress leaving my laughter a bit muffled as my head turns side to side in the very ample cleavage. This has me blushing madly trying to sit back up, yet the nails continue the scribble and flicker over both helpless soles, making in nearly impossible to resist the urge to curl up. Between my frantic laughter with rosy cheeks I say "HEHAEH SORRY!! HEHAHH EKKK SORRY!!!"
Her nails slow down their tickling until they move away from my soles, I feel her hand softly tilt my chin up so my eyes meet hers and whispers "mmm it is ok I don't mind one bit
. Those little feet are very delightfully ticklish, though wonder what other spots get the giggles hmmm. Maybe the tummy or sided huh?"
Oddly feeling relaxed and content I gently nod yes as her hand is still lightly on my chin, this causes her to smile widely as I feel her tugging the fabric of my shirt loose which was soon followed by the feeling of her hands slipping under it, with skittering nails practically dancing over the sensitive skin. "HEHAHAHEHH OHHH SHIT HEEHAE NOOOOOMMMMPHHHHH HEHAHaMMPPHH." My head returns to being pressed into her breasts causing muffled breaths and gasping gulps of air when I have to come up for air.
She purrs "mmm oh ticklish to nails there is very much a check hehe...hmmm but how about the tickle claws?" Her fingers firmly squeeze up and down my sides as I howl in laughter getting the feeling of being light headed as it is harder to pull up for the much needed air. She continues for what felt like an eternity while my torso wiggle about helplessly from her relentless teasing.
Finally after several minute for the after giggles to die down I gasp a bit and make a stretching motion though unable to move much as still pinned under her. As I do I yawn deeply as feel completely exhausted, blushes as I do so inches from her face "Oh, sorry about that."
She smiles cheerfully and whispers in my ear "Oh that's ok cutie, it's expected as exertion makes the drug I slipped into your drink work faster."
I try to force my eyes open as I gasp "The what???"
She snickers "The drug to knock you out silly little one...how was I to know you would be so damn cooperative. But don't worry you are completely safe with me Hun."
There is the start of anger as I try to form words yet my eyes can't stay open and I feel tipsy, until finally my head slouches forward landing gently once more between her cleavage. She runs her fingers through my messed up hair and smiles with contentment.
...
Slowly I open my eyes feeling groggy and trying to get my bearings, immediately I discover I am stuck in some kind of bondage I am able to twist my head slightly in most directions though the way my body is leaned forward most of the time my gaze is towards the ground. With some effort can look more straight ahead, which is when I see my head and feet are in a set of stocks that leave my soles off to the side slightly sticking out close to the level of my head.
I hear Maddie's voice and I twitch a bit as I look around and see her legs behind me, and feel her finishing placing my wrists into a set of cuffs hidden behind the stocks. "Ah there we go, you are all nice and set. Mmm glad you are finally awake, again don't worry about your situation. Typically I reserve this special device for very naughty boys that are in desperate need of foot tickling punishment. But since you had been so cooperative thought you might appreciate the fun this can be ."
While there is a part of me that rightfully wants to scream what the hell did you do, since she had just mentioned foot tickling punishment followed by cheerily commenting about how cooperative I had been, that would likely be a grave mistake. So I just kind of nervously smile as I look at my wiggling feet.
She giggles as she walks around to the front of the odd looking stocks "Since I have never had such a willing guest, would love to get your opinion on which of these two tools would be the most fun to use on your helpless widdle feet?" Underneath me she holds a tray that has 2 very long stiff feathers though next to them is a weird pair of gloves covered in plastic tines which if I had to guess were designed for grooming pets.
While both would tickle just seeing the gloves makes me shiver thinking how horrible they would be on my soles. So cautiously ask "Umm fun for you or for me?"
She giggles happily saying "Yes."
While unsure if this is a test or not, I don't want to take a chance upsetting someone that thinks nothing of drugging and locking a person in bondage, so far honesty has made her seem happy. So nervously I giggle "Ummm well, since have seen feathers tickling feet a lot... though never seen anything like those things...they would be the more...interesting choice?"
She snickers "Hmm how very diplomatic of you, but yes most often interesting choices tend to be the most fun " watches as she slips them onto both her hands as she smiles wide "So then you want these used on your poor widdle feet huh?"
Gulps as I try to look more up at her saying "Well not particularly want...though can't really stop you in this position?"
She purr softly saying "Oh, you are just too much fun, you know that cutie?"
As adjust the gloves onto her palms she smiles "Curious what you think, if I were to used only one of these on a foot, would you be more likely to look at it being tickled or look away from it?"
I shiver a bit at the question since normally for things like shots my instinct is to look away from it, yet have a feeling would be more drawn to watch so I answer "Hmm likely watching the foot getting tickled?"
"Oh very good little one, surprisingly most people end up watching a spot that is tickled...which is why these stocks are evil, with feet so close to your face you are even more likely to watch their torment. Now for the fun to begin ."
She reaches out to the sides and ever so lightly glides some of the bristles along the edges of each foot and inside the arches. Immediately I dissolve into helpless giggling with feet twitching about much more than they had been able to when pinned underneath my legs, though that didn't really do much good as she easily followed the feet tickling with the multitude of bristles. My laughter deepens as she begins to press and scrub a bit harder allowing both hands to fully glide up and down the soles. "HEHAHEhahHHEH EKKK OH hEHHAHE GOD HEHHHAHEHH THAT'S HORRIBLE!!!" I look back and forth between both my feet and then to her as she is smiling as wide as can be.
Even though my laughter was near mad cackling levels she really wasn't needing to put too much pressure as the constant plastic pieces left my feet tingling non stop as tears stream down my face. Her hands move up and down in a manner I would describe as lazily, yet it tickled worse than anything I had ever felt. This continued for quite some time easing back just enough when I needed to catch my breath, though eventually the tickling stopped.
She giggles and I look up and she is looking over her work proudly, while I gasp and nearly pant as I suck in air. "Hmm so what did you think of that little bit of fun."
Gasps "Fun? If that is what you consider fun...what in the world is punishment???" Seeing corner of her lips curl up into a wicked smile had me instantly regretting saying something so foolish. Moving over to a single foot she goes wild scrubbing the helpless sole pressing firmly so I seemingly felt every single bristle as it rapidly tormented the twitching foot. "HEHAH EHHAEHEH SHIT HEHHEHAHE NOO HEHAEH STOP HEHEHAEH MERCY" I cackled out pleading whenever I had the air to do so, which wasn't often. Worst was where she angled the brush so the thing pressed and sawed under and between the toes. This left me howling like a mad man only to discover another cruelty as whenever I would try to scrunch my toes to protect them, the other brush would start gliding over the tops of my feet and toes. This guessing game of trying to guard one area never seemed to work at all.
Likely to prove her point of how bad things could be she mercilessly did this treatment for 5 minutes on each foot. By the time it was over I was nearly delirious with my entire body trembling as I meekly looked up at her.
She circles around me a bit as she giggles saying "Isn't it so much fun experiencing and learning new things about your body hehe. Oh umm and speaking of new discoveries, it seems you are really enjoying this."
I weakly say "What???"
She grins evilly "Umm this right here, silly little one" her hand reaches under and she drags her finger tip up the entire length of my throbbing erection.
My eyes widens and my body spasms in response to the sensual touch softly moaning "Oh god..." Had been so focused on the helpless position that my feet were in that hadn't been aware of being highly erect or for that matter the fact I had been stripped totally naked before being placed into the bondage. Though now that I was aware I couldn't help but squirm around feeling that under my thighs I was resting on a soft padded bench that ended half way up my thighs, leaving private dangling below and ass slightly able to wiggle in the air.
She snickers saying teasingly in baby talk "hmm someone definitely likes his widdle feet getting kitchy kitchy coo'ed " she stares below my waist "oh my...tickle tickle tickle?" she sees my cock twitch at the teasing talk "I guess you enjoy the baby talk too hehe." "Oh shit look at the time, guess time flies when you are having fun, I need to go check in with Mandy to make sure she made it safely to her concert, I will be back in a bit...you don't go anywhere."
I squirm a bit as I kind of giggle at that since not like I am likely to escape these anytime soon. With my mind having been in such a whirl wind situation had completely forgot about Mandy for a while, though find it odd that someone that sounds so loving and caring about her daughter is the same person that somewhat abducted me. As I see her walk out of view I zone out and relax as much as possible given my current position, with my breathing finally returning to normal after the hellish treatment my poor feet had inflicted on them.
Suddenly I felt two light sensations from something touching my ass cheeks, so they clenched tightly as I wiggled trying to figure out what was behind me. Felt the faintest of tingling as slowly something started to make small circling motions, which both slightly tickled and was a little itchy feeling. "EKKK MADDIE!!! stop HEHa hahha argh that feels weird."
Despite my outburst the sensations didn't stop in fact they got worse as now instead of the tip of an object being used, what ever it was is being dragged in slow sweeping motions at the crease where my ass cheeks meet my thighs. Though as my laughter grew more intense I did have a realization of what was likely causing my squirming giggling... those two very long looking feathers. Not that it helped much as the swirling of the fibers over my ass left it wiggling around looking like an idiot. Which my hapless giggles turning into frantic laughter as the feathers made long sweeping motions over the curves of my ass in a similar manner as windshield wipers would.
My head twists in all directions but can't manage to see anything behind me, only able to feel the ever present sensation constantly teasing my helpless backside. My laughter echos in the room as the random teasing is driving me crazy, which then turned into torrents of laughter as both feathers got positioned along the entire length of my ass crack and they started twirling back and forth. "Oh god Maddie that is evil!!!"
What had been gasping laughter turned to silent laughter after a quick shriek of surprise as the feathers had been flipped so now the stiff quills scribble frantically in all directions. I go crazy spasm in ticklish overload unable to stop or even see the torment being inflicted. Minute after minute go by without signs of stopping so I struggle to gasp in a deep breath and practically scream out "STOP THAT!!!"
"Stop what cutie?" Maddie sweetly says a few feet in front of me followed moments later by the two feathers floating slowly to the ground in front of me...
It takes a few minutes before I recover enough to speak again "How...did you do that?"
"Do what honey?" she says warmly as she brushes as hand along my face with genuine concern that maybe she has just possibly been a bit too mean.
Gasps in disbelief "Tickling my ass with feathers???" even as I said the words I realized there was no way she could have been doing it as the sensations stopped moments after I saw her across the room.
Grinning wide as can be she says "Oh now that does sound like a blast...umm but I wasn't tickling you."
We look at each other for a few moments until it dawned on us what had happened, both having very surprised expressions spread on our faces, as we silently mouth "the shoe thief!"
Maddie moves forward a bit looking around the room as she softly calls out "Sorry dear for interrupting your fun???" She has a bit of a confused expression as not once has the spirit ever done more than stealing socks or shoes unseen, allowing Maddie to start her play time. Now that she knows that the spirit is capable of this type of interaction, she is beyond excited and wants to highly encourage this to happen. "You have given me so much joy with your assistance over the years, I would be ecstatic to be able to share this with you." She then looks down at me seemingly wanting me to also encourage it.
My body quivered a bit as I am hardly fully recovered from the ass tickling I endured, however seeing the hopeful look on Maddie's face causes my mind to be flooded with swirling thoughts about everything that has happened so far. I squirm as I open my mouth a few times yet couldn't make myself speak yet as a small part resists almost screaming you fucking idiot what are you doing? "Ah... umm spirit, sorry I don't know your name, but you are more than welcome to tickle me more if you want to. Never in a million years thought I was say this, but I actually am enjoying being tickled..." While maybe it is because I have lost my mind or some influence of the spirits presence here, that statement was not only felt true but in fact an understatement as deep down I know I LOVE being tickled.
From the ground below I see translucent fingers emerge slowly as there is a soft light purple glow to them, the movement upward has the appearance of floating as more of the spirits body soon follows. I felt the urge to rub my eyes not only from the gently light be emitted from her body as she stood in front of me, but also from the fact that unlike her hands which are detailed enough to see the lines the majority of her body had a haziness to it though clearly female in appearance.
I flinch as there is a tender voice saying "Ticklish feet..."
Me and Maddie look at each other since the tone wasn't clear if it was a question about ticklishness or more of just a statement of where to tickle. I flex and wiggle my sole a bit as Maddie speaks up saying "Oh umm yes he has extremely ticklish feet, go ahead and help yourself to them ."
I watch as the spirit slowly leans forward so her head is mere inches from my trapped soles, she shifts around them as if inspecting them, and while unsure if it was just my imagination but as she did so it almost felt as if warm breath was being exhaled onto them which sent tingles through my entire body. Now she moves in front of my face until I would assume our noses are nearly touching, squirms nervously as with her being that close now it was as if I was able to pierce through the fog like haze and almost make out facial expressions. With what seemed to be a faint smile and in a soft purring tone she says "Mmm nice..."
Her hands begin to slowly move out to both of my bare soles that were still sticking out of the stocks like a wall trophy, my body twitches and lets out a nervous giggle as they make contact. Though after the initial feeling I am surprised that she seems to be just gliding her palms of her hands and fingers over my soles and toes, even though my soles are so highly ticklish that every once in a while a bit of a giggle escapes my lips, it soon become clear that she is not trying to tickle yet...
I sigh with contentment as I feel the lingering caresses gliding over my soles, very much enjoying the radiant warmth from her hands as she does so. There is something familiar about the manner in which her hands are touching my soles, then it dawns on me now that I have begun to relax, she is gently massaging my soles much like I always have done with Mandy. I couldn't help but giggle a bit at the thought, as would seem very likely this mischievous spirit has a foot fetish which would seem to fit well with her her compulsion for shoe theft.
As I had been focused completely on the pleasant caresses to my soles I didn't notice Maddie having moved around behind me, until I felt her gently wrapping her arms around my torso resting most of her weight onto my back as she enjoys giving me a tight embrace. I softly purr from the sensations of her hands slowly moving up and down along my sides as her arms gently squeeze my torso. Not sure how long this heavenly attention lasted though eventually felt Maddie start to lazily scrap and flutter nails along my sides in a erratic manner that left me gently squirming in her arms occasionally have to giggle softly though the tickles were light enough that it didn't interfere with the spirits soothing foot massage.
Unsure how long this lasted for though eventually the sound of my intermittent giggles must have broke through the trace the spirit was in because I began to feel nails tracing random pattern over my soles which caused me to burst into helpless giggles as her teasing nails dances over the soft skin. This in turn had Maddie follow her lead and began to skitter nails happily over my sides and tummy while her arms held me firmly for this tickle hug I was trapped in. My non stop giggling morphed into cackling laughter as nails explored my sensitive tickle spots being unable to protect from the flurry of fingers over my skin.
Given my state of frantic laughter unsure which woman started saying it but soon both were cooing in unison "Tickle tickle tickle!!!" Which only caused my laughter to become more panicked and squirming in Maddie's arms more intense. "HEHHAHHEHE NOOO HEHAEHHE PLEASE HEHHEHAHHEHE NO HEHAHE ITTHAHAHAAATTTT TICHEHEHAHAKKKLEES" I howl in desperation as I feel Maddie's hands start to squeeze and poke fingers along my torso. This left both women smiling wide as they escalated their ticklish assault leaving me starting to gasp for air between hapless cackling. This growing exhaustion continued as my naked body showed the signs of fatigue leaving me looking quite pitiful. Without saying anything to each other after an eternity of ticklish agony they went in for the finishing attack as Maddie wiggled a finger deep inside my bellybutton and the spirit drilled her nails under and between my toes. My body spasm-ed as gasping silent laughter overtook me as I endured the horrid ticklish sensations for minute after minute with them giggling at my reactions happily.
Right when I felt on the verge of passing out suddenly the nails stopped and I was left still twitching a bit from the lingering ticklish sensations. Was gasping in air as much as I could being barely aware of their movement and what there soft voices were having a conversation about, though was nearly an hour until I had recovered to a point where my mind wasn't in a haze of thought. I see both of them walk back in front of me and gets a pleasant shiver as I feel Maddie brush a hand to my face as she says with a giggle "So, did you have fun cutie?"
I exhale deeply and pause before saying softly "Well...thought I was going to die of laughter but...yes...surprisingly yes I did."
She laughs sensually as she ruffles my hair a bit saying "Awe, I have never tickled anyone to death... though I am sure some might have wished I had ."
Nervously giggles a bit at the ominous tone of voice she used though smiles a bit asking sweetly "If possible could I be put into something else...my legs are cramping up?"
She coo's excitedly saying "Awe you are just too perfect, of course you can honey...I know just what to put you into... though want it to be a surprise" The way she beamed happily made it seem likely that I was the first guest to ever ask to go into bondage. As she placed a blindfold over my head then released me from the stocks I stretched and walked a bit working the tightness out of my muscles as I felt her arm guiding me. I shivered as the feeling of my soles on the cool ground and hearing seemed heightened as was unsure what I was being taken too.
After a few minutes I felt her guide me into laying flat out on a rather soft and comfortable surface as whatever fabric I was laying on felt nice on my naked body. I fidget for a while with nervous anticipation as I lay for a few minutes hearing faint movements around me. Though shortly I hear her cheery voice say "There everything is ready." which I am confused by as I feel her hands start to slip off the blindfold as neither my hands or feet are restrained in any way. Once my eyes adjust to the brightness of the room I see her smiling sweetly at me, and look down and realize I am just laying on what appears to be a normal bed, no sign of bondage whatsoever which causes a puzzled look on my face.
She giggles at my reaction to my current situation and softly says "When you asked to be put into something else, I knew exactly where I longed to put you..." She straddles my waist at which point I notice she is no longer in her dress but a simple bath robe, grabbing my hands and pinning them off to the side she sensually purrs "I needed to put you...in...my bed..."
My eyes widen as she leans down and kisses me deeply with a passion I quickly returned. Our lips sensually explored each others as tongues mingled together. Between the gentle sound of smacking lips content moans escaped our mouths. Despite the mutual flood of lust between us I still couldn't help but start to blush as she moved her hands over her shoulders slipping off the robe and quickly discarding it to the side. After a few moments I just smirked and squirmed my hands about enough for them to get free of her grip.
Reaching up I caress my hands tenderly over her back enjoying the soft feeling of her skin before guiding her to lean forward until my mouth eagerly wraps my lips over her already stiff nipple. I suck and lick at them as she gasping moans as our naked bodies intertwine as we roll around on the bed. Both of us arching our bodies in response to the shared pleasure we are giving each other. I feel her hands grappling with my body to get me back to laying on my back, giving a pouting groan as she pushes my shoulder down to the bed and pulls the nipple I had been happily sucking on to be pulled from my mouth. Though the disappointment was short lived as I felt her glide my erection inside of her as she began to move up and down on it while slowly grinding her hips.
Our gaze are lock into the others as the pleasant friction continues to build up causing louder and louder panting moans from us both. Her position pinning my shoulder to the bed and the weight on my hips and thighs limit my movement to minimal squirming under her. Though I felt a hot wet sensation on my balls which caused a spasm thrust upward that caught her off guard and she nearly fell off. She had a momentary angry look until she saw the apologetic expression on my face so she turned around and saw the spirits head phased partially through the bed licking her lips with a mischievous grin, which a similar grin spread over Maddie's face.
So she re-positioned herself so more of her weight was pressing on top of my waist and shifted to using more of a gyrating motion of her hip than an up and down one. Now knowing what was happening between my leg managed to limit my response to the licking to just soft giggles and slow squirming under Maddie, which the involuntary movement left her shuddering in pleasure. The moaning and quivering of our bodies continue to build until we both screamed out in blissful climax.
Moments after it started it was so loud that didn't hear the spirit teasing coo "Tickle tickle tickle!!!" So when I felt her nails attack my sides, thighs and bare ass in a flurry of scribbling finger I started to buck and thrash wildly and Maddie squealed as she desperately tried to keep her balance as I bucked and thrust upward trying to evade the ticklish attack. With my frantic struggling under her it took several minutes after she had finished her orgasm before she managed to safely roll off to the side.
I was gasping for air as I felt them both snuggle on both sides of my naked body, as Maddie gave me and the spirit a playfully angry look for the hazardous ride though was quickly replaced by a soft smile. She exhales softly as she runs her fingers through my hair as she look at me and the spirit saying teasingly "So...what should we tell Mandy about us???" With this sudden question both me and the spirit go pale as ghosts, as now all three of us squirm together in the bed lost in thought.
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I had meet my best friend Mandy when I had moved a new school when we were both Juniors in high school, while not childhood long friends it felt that way since we hung out all the time. We spent so much time together that I swear she was staying at my house more than her place with her mom Maddie. Though oddly enough that is really all I knew about her mom was her name, since not once had we gone to her house or even meet for any school function. Now having just graduated and both attending the same college in the upcoming fall, it seemed puzzling that we had never done so considering how close of friends we were so I finally decided to ask if there was a reason.
We were relaxing on the couch at my house and she stretched out placing her bare feet on top of my lap, feeling the weight of her legs land there I turn my head and see her look at me then down to her wiggling soles. So without needing any words I reach down and start to gentle massage them, like I have done ever since I had got up the courage to say she had really pretty feet. While would have been amazing to date her I had known beforehand that she wasn't interested in dating anyone yet because she didn't want the distraction before she had begun her career. While not dating she didn't mind that I enjoyed her feet like that since she got the enjoyment of a no strings attached foot massage anytime she desired, and I was able to caress her silky smooth soles without needing to hide the arousal I got from it.
With us both sighing a bit in contentment as we finished the latest show we had binged watched together, I looked over at her and asked the question that had been on my mind "So, Mandy mind if I ask you something?"
She purrs wiggling her toes a bit as I press firmly into the muscles of her arch "Mmm yeah sure...mmm what is it?"
With a soft sigh I say "Well, been curious if there is a reason we have not once gone to your place or for that matter even just meet your mom?"
She shift around and straightens up a bit as her eyes dart a bit randomly in thought "Well, it is a bit strange but kind of just a precaution since didn't want to risk losing another friend by doing so."
Naturally my face had the most confused expression on it since no idea why that would be a risk to our friendship, so seeing that she continued. "Well, I began to notice a pattern once I had got to high school and some of my childhood male friends had turned 18. I had usually been much the same as I was with you and they viewed my place like a second home so often would have them stay a bit even if I wasn't there. Though if they were 18 and left alone for any length of time in the house with my mom they quickly stopped hanging out and refused to return my messages. Finally I had enough so I tracked down and cornered one of the guys demanding answers, despite my rage and insistence the only thing the former friend would say was never ever have any guy friend take off his shoes in "that house..." even cursing him out didn't get more info than that."
Now her face had a puzzled expression on it "So had confronted my mom about it and she said she had no idea what could be the reason for it. She refused to give even a guess for why he would have said it. So from that moment on if I had guys over I never left them alone and insisted they keep shoes on, which surprisingly worked and didn't lose any more friends suddenly like that. But guess it seemed a bit weird so eventually the few remaining ones I had left just drifted apart. So when I got along so great with you when you first moved here, thought best to not have you ever go to my place at all."
Having listened to her story being fairly confused by such a dire warning to not taking of shoes since it seemed silly, yet she seemed dead serious so I believed the reason. "Hmm ok guess it is not a big deal, I have no problem with your company here" I say softly as my fingers work out the stress from her toes with my fingers.
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The summer was fairly uneventful as we continued much as we had before the discussion, though whether wise or not my curiosity about the warning only grew stronger as the days went by. Especially since the way I adored our friendship I was sure nothing could ever happen that would make me not want to spend time with her, so kind of day dreamed a bit of being able to help her solve the mystery. So one day I got a frantic call that she forgot her id and needed it to enter a weekend concert event and she was already late for she asked if I could meet her at her place to drop it off. I said sure thing would be right over, once there she quickly escorted me to her room while she finished putting on make up only making the briefest of pleasantries to her mom on the way.
Not sure I would ever get a better chance like this one, as I pulled out her wallet I let mine "accidentally" fall near her bed. After watching the screeching tires of her car race off, I sat for a few minute waiting nervously trying to build up the courage to go back. With the moon just over the roof of the house it bathed it in an eerie light that I now noticed the exterior was heavily run down despite the inside of the house being very modern and up to date furnishings. I get a shiver as I softly knock on the door, as the thought this place looks like a house from one of the slasher/horror films.
Was a few minutes of nervous twitching at the door before it slowly creeks open and Maddie smiles slightly with a slight curious expression saying "oh, hi again...?"
I gulp and shift nervously forcing myself to continue with my plan I softly say "Hey Maddie, sorry to trouble you but I think I dropped my wallet inside" I pat the empty side pocket where I keep it "would you mind if I check around for it?"
With a warm and inviting tone she says "Oh go right ahead."
My hand twitches a bit as I take a quick breath as I look at her to read how she reacts to what I am about to do, since I had deliberately walked a bit of the path to get my shoes covered in mud "Oh so sorry about the mess." I look down at the muddy tracks in the entrance as I start to unlace the shoes "Don't want to track your place up worse than it already is."
As soon as I slip my shoes off setting them aside walking inside with just sock covered feet she seems to perk up, eyes getting wider and smiling a bit more though she just says "Oh that's alright." I make my way to Mandy's room taking a few moments once there to find my wallet, having no idea what to expect. Walking past the kitchen I see Maddie smile at me so I say "found it" holding up the wallet and slowly make my way back toward the front door. She walks a bit behind me not saying anything though as I turn the corner by the front door all I see are the muddy foot prints, my shoes are nowhere to be seen, I turn to her with a puzzled look.
Her mouth moves a bit in thought before she giggles a bit and says "Well, that sure was fast."
Not trying to hide my confusion to her response about my missing shoes I stare blankly saying "Huh?"
Now she actually snickers saying "our "resident" shoe thief was fast" seeing my baffled expression she continues "hmm well it is a bit of a long story if you have some time to listen to it?"
With a slight nervous laugh I answer "Well suppose now I do, as would prefer not walking out in the mud like this" as I look down at my socked feet."
As we walk to the living room she starts to ask "First thing is are you open to the idea of supernatural things being in the world?" I somewhat shrug as not really having much opinion on it. "Well I had always been fascinated by all things otherworldly, and would often take vacations to supposedly haunted locations. In fact this house was one of the very first ones I found to actually have a hmm lets say presence."
I laugh a bit at how serious she is being "your kidding right, like a ghost or something?"
She nods saying "Yeah pretty much exactly a ghost, though never actually seen her, just the results of her mischief. While the history of this house was vague and not really that remarkable, as a spirit that enjoys pilfering men's shoes isn't that note worthy for ghost hunters to research. I found it fascinating so I looked into local records and discovered who would be the likely spirit of this place. As she had countless misconduct charges for stealing men's shoes all over town, but she was harmless and rather than charge her the town found it quaint, so guys just wrote there names inside their shoes. Then every so often an officer would stop by and collect them without incident."
I nearly spit out the soda that we were currently drinking saying with total disbelief "Come on, you don't expect me to fall for that...didn't you just hide them while I was in the other room?"
She smiles and takes a slow slip of her drink "Not at all, and I can prove I wasn't... the only thing that she snatches faster than un-watched shoes is a pair of socks. You can remove yours and leave them by the door and walk with me into the other room, close enough that you can hear if the door would be opened by someone. Would say less than a minute and they would be gone as well."
I just laugh as I walk toward the entrance looking it over there aren't any other ways into it than the ungodly loud creaky door, so decide what the hell I will humor her. She just smiles and giggles happy as can be as I slip of both socks tossing them near where my shoes disappeared. Walks back out of sight with the mom listening for the slightest noise as I am sure I am being pranked.
After about 2 minutes I turn the corner and go pale as on the floor where I set them there is nothing to be found. My jaw drops as sure it is possible this was some set up, yet was leaning toward entertaining that she was telling the truth. We go back to the couch and I am speechless for a long time as I try to wrap my head around this, rubbing my now bare soles absentmindedly together.
Lets out a sigh saying "Ok, lets say just for a second I believe you. Why would you want to live in a place haunted by a footwear thief. Doesn't it get expensive buying yourself new shoes???"
She laughs almost in a cackle "Nope, funny enough she is only interested in men's shoes... so ours are safe."
Beyond baffled I say "Well still, what purpose would you have to want to live in a place where men's shoes are made to vanish?" I lift up my bare foot and wiggle my toes to highlight the missing footwear.
She bites her lip as her eyes lower to watch the wiggling toes in front of her softly saying "Well because of my particular oddity...well no more like complete obsession. So we make the perfect kindred spirits, she seems to compel men in the house alone with me to remove what she desires. In return it allows me to get what I desperately desire, which leaves the men too scared to return for the shoes let alone breath a word of it to anyone."
I am nearly quivering as I see the look she has in her eyes, even not knowing what she desires the immense fear has me poised to make a bolt to my car bare feet be damned. Before I can will myself to action she leans in close.
In a purring whispers she asks "Mmm now for the important question...How...ticklish are...you...???"
I fidget nervously having expected the...well not exactly sure what as my mind raced from one horrific idea to the next that it was a blur. Suddenly all the talk about feet makes sense yet at the same time baffled so not for the first time I say "You aren't serious...you want to know how ticklish I am?"
Seeing the look of hunger in her eyes as she slides closer next to me saying lustfully "Yes, that is what I want to know."
It's hard to explain but having my mind darting from one nightmare situation to another now hearing something I consider harmless, well relatively harmless anyways I burst out laughing gasping for air shortly from the intensity. Once I regain composure I say "Ticklish...heha...really? Umm well yeah I am very ticklish I think, damn you had me scared senseless."
She continues to move closer into my personal space as she raise a eye brow in curiosity as she contently purrs "well now, that is a first... one of my special guests answering honestly, they always try to lie to me, making me prove them liars...this is a surprisingly refreshing reaction." She coos as she now grabs an ankle and lifts my foot over onto her lap saying "You aren't afraid of your widdle feeties being tickled???"
Watches as she reaches over with a hand slowly wiggling fingers in the air as the move towards the sole. My foot tries to move slightly back from the nails about to make contact but she holds it firmly still, giggles a bit softly saying "ummm well...maybe nervous...but not so much afraid really?"
Her nails make a few light scraps along my soles as she looks into my eyes causing my mouth to clamp shut and toes clench hard, there is a look of astonishment as she sensually asks "hmm you are actually agreeable to being tickled?"
The way she talks about it and the passion she seems to have makes me beyond curious, so I just slowly nod my head in response.
She playfully giggles as she coos "oh well then I think this is going to be tons of fun hehe." She gets up and stands infront of me as she gently guides me over to a chair without arm rests and crosses my legs under so my soles are hanging off the sides slightly, with hands trapped under my butt. Straddling my waist sits down on my lap facing my effectively pinning my feet under me as don't have the leverage to move them out with her on top.
With our gaze locked onto each others I feel her shift her hands lower and teasingly drag her nails over my exposed bare soles. The unfamiliar feeling of her finger tips has me start to softly giggle as toes slowly wiggle randomly, though the weight of her on my laps keep the feet nearly immobile. As I continue to feel the light tracing nails over my soft soles my face gets a goofy grin to match the growing flood of giggles escaping me.
Now in a baby talk like tone she teases "Awe dose someone have ticklish widdle feeties??? I think you do...yes you do....how about these cute toesies...they a itty bit ticklish???"
Her nails start to flutter over them quickly before playfully drilling her nails into the tightly clenched toes. Unable to block the tickles of ever increasing intensity I start to bend forward in a motion like curling into a ball, though with her sitting on me the movement is stopped with my head pressed into the opening of her dress leaving my laughter a bit muffled as my head turns side to side in the very ample cleavage. This has me blushing madly trying to sit back up, yet the nails continue the scribble and flicker over both helpless soles, making in nearly impossible to resist the urge to curl up. Between my frantic laughter with rosy cheeks I say "HEHAEH SORRY!! HEHAHH EKKK SORRY!!!"
Her nails slow down their tickling until they move away from my soles, I feel her hand softly tilt my chin up so my eyes meet hers and whispers "mmm it is ok I don't mind one bit
. Those little feet are very delightfully ticklish, though wonder what other spots get the giggles hmmm. Maybe the tummy or sided huh?"Oddly feeling relaxed and content I gently nod yes as her hand is still lightly on my chin, this causes her to smile widely as I feel her tugging the fabric of my shirt loose which was soon followed by the feeling of her hands slipping under it, with skittering nails practically dancing over the sensitive skin. "HEHAHAHEHH OHHH SHIT HEEHAE NOOOOOMMMMPHHHHH HEHAHaMMPPHH." My head returns to being pressed into her breasts causing muffled breaths and gasping gulps of air when I have to come up for air.
She purrs "mmm oh ticklish to nails there is very much a check hehe...hmmm but how about the tickle claws?" Her fingers firmly squeeze up and down my sides as I howl in laughter getting the feeling of being light headed as it is harder to pull up for the much needed air. She continues for what felt like an eternity while my torso wiggle about helplessly from her relentless teasing.
Finally after several minute for the after giggles to die down I gasp a bit and make a stretching motion though unable to move much as still pinned under her. As I do I yawn deeply as feel completely exhausted, blushes as I do so inches from her face "Oh, sorry about that."
She smiles cheerfully and whispers in my ear "Oh that's ok cutie, it's expected as exertion makes the drug I slipped into your drink work faster."
I try to force my eyes open as I gasp "The what???"
She snickers "The drug to knock you out silly little one...how was I to know you would be so damn cooperative. But don't worry you are completely safe with me Hun."
There is the start of anger as I try to form words yet my eyes can't stay open and I feel tipsy, until finally my head slouches forward landing gently once more between her cleavage. She runs her fingers through my messed up hair and smiles with contentment.
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Slowly I open my eyes feeling groggy and trying to get my bearings, immediately I discover I am stuck in some kind of bondage I am able to twist my head slightly in most directions though the way my body is leaned forward most of the time my gaze is towards the ground. With some effort can look more straight ahead, which is when I see my head and feet are in a set of stocks that leave my soles off to the side slightly sticking out close to the level of my head.
I hear Maddie's voice and I twitch a bit as I look around and see her legs behind me, and feel her finishing placing my wrists into a set of cuffs hidden behind the stocks. "Ah there we go, you are all nice and set. Mmm glad you are finally awake, again don't worry about your situation. Typically I reserve this special device for very naughty boys that are in desperate need of foot tickling punishment. But since you had been so cooperative thought you might appreciate the fun this can be
."While there is a part of me that rightfully wants to scream what the hell did you do, since she had just mentioned foot tickling punishment followed by cheerily commenting about how cooperative I had been, that would likely be a grave mistake. So I just kind of nervously smile as I look at my wiggling feet.
She giggles as she walks around to the front of the odd looking stocks "Since I have never had such a willing guest, would love to get your opinion on which of these two tools would be the most fun to use on your helpless widdle feet?" Underneath me she holds a tray that has 2 very long stiff feathers though next to them is a weird pair of gloves covered in plastic tines which if I had to guess were designed for grooming pets.
While both would tickle just seeing the gloves makes me shiver thinking how horrible they would be on my soles. So cautiously ask "Umm fun for you or for me?"
She giggles happily saying "Yes."
While unsure if this is a test or not, I don't want to take a chance upsetting someone that thinks nothing of drugging and locking a person in bondage, so far honesty has made her seem happy. So nervously I giggle "Ummm well, since have seen feathers tickling feet a lot... though never seen anything like those things...they would be the more...interesting choice?"
She snickers "Hmm how very diplomatic of you, but yes most often interesting choices tend to be the most fun
" watches as she slips them onto both her hands as she smiles wide "So then you want these used on your poor widdle feet huh?"Gulps as I try to look more up at her saying "Well not particularly want...though can't really stop you in this position?"
She purr softly saying "Oh, you are just too much fun, you know that cutie?"
As adjust the gloves onto her palms she smiles "Curious what you think, if I were to used only one of these on a foot, would you be more likely to look at it being tickled or look away from it?"
I shiver a bit at the question since normally for things like shots my instinct is to look away from it, yet have a feeling would be more drawn to watch so I answer "Hmm likely watching the foot getting tickled?"
"Oh very good little one, surprisingly most people end up watching a spot that is tickled...which is why these stocks are evil, with feet so close to your face you are even more likely to watch their torment. Now for the fun to begin
."She reaches out to the sides and ever so lightly glides some of the bristles along the edges of each foot and inside the arches. Immediately I dissolve into helpless giggling with feet twitching about much more than they had been able to when pinned underneath my legs, though that didn't really do much good as she easily followed the feet tickling with the multitude of bristles. My laughter deepens as she begins to press and scrub a bit harder allowing both hands to fully glide up and down the soles. "HEHAHEhahHHEH EKKK OH hEHHAHE GOD HEHHHAHEHH THAT'S HORRIBLE!!!" I look back and forth between both my feet and then to her as she is smiling as wide as can be.
Even though my laughter was near mad cackling levels she really wasn't needing to put too much pressure as the constant plastic pieces left my feet tingling non stop as tears stream down my face. Her hands move up and down in a manner I would describe as lazily, yet it tickled worse than anything I had ever felt. This continued for quite some time easing back just enough when I needed to catch my breath, though eventually the tickling stopped.
She giggles and I look up and she is looking over her work proudly, while I gasp and nearly pant as I suck in air. "Hmm so what did you think of that little bit of fun."
Gasps "Fun? If that is what you consider fun...what in the world is punishment???" Seeing corner of her lips curl up into a wicked smile had me instantly regretting saying something so foolish. Moving over to a single foot she goes wild scrubbing the helpless sole pressing firmly so I seemingly felt every single bristle as it rapidly tormented the twitching foot. "HEHAH EHHAEHEH SHIT HEHHEHAHE NOO HEHAEH STOP HEHEHAEH MERCY" I cackled out pleading whenever I had the air to do so, which wasn't often. Worst was where she angled the brush so the thing pressed and sawed under and between the toes. This left me howling like a mad man only to discover another cruelty as whenever I would try to scrunch my toes to protect them, the other brush would start gliding over the tops of my feet and toes. This guessing game of trying to guard one area never seemed to work at all.
Likely to prove her point of how bad things could be she mercilessly did this treatment for 5 minutes on each foot. By the time it was over I was nearly delirious with my entire body trembling as I meekly looked up at her.
She circles around me a bit as she giggles saying "Isn't it so much fun experiencing and learning new things about your body hehe. Oh umm and speaking of new discoveries, it seems you are really enjoying this."
I weakly say "What???"
She grins evilly "Umm this right here, silly little one" her hand reaches under and she drags her finger tip up the entire length of my throbbing erection.
My eyes widens and my body spasms in response to the sensual touch softly moaning "Oh god..." Had been so focused on the helpless position that my feet were in that hadn't been aware of being highly erect or for that matter the fact I had been stripped totally naked before being placed into the bondage. Though now that I was aware I couldn't help but squirm around feeling that under my thighs I was resting on a soft padded bench that ended half way up my thighs, leaving private dangling below and ass slightly able to wiggle in the air.
She snickers saying teasingly in baby talk "hmm someone definitely likes his widdle feet getting kitchy kitchy coo'ed " she stares below my waist "oh my...tickle tickle tickle?" she sees my cock twitch at the teasing talk "I guess you enjoy the baby talk too hehe." "Oh shit look at the time, guess time flies when you are having fun, I need to go check in with Mandy to make sure she made it safely to her concert, I will be back in a bit...you don't go anywhere."
I squirm a bit as I kind of giggle at that since not like I am likely to escape these anytime soon. With my mind having been in such a whirl wind situation had completely forgot about Mandy for a while, though find it odd that someone that sounds so loving and caring about her daughter is the same person that somewhat abducted me. As I see her walk out of view I zone out and relax as much as possible given my current position, with my breathing finally returning to normal after the hellish treatment my poor feet had inflicted on them.
Suddenly I felt two light sensations from something touching my ass cheeks, so they clenched tightly as I wiggled trying to figure out what was behind me. Felt the faintest of tingling as slowly something started to make small circling motions, which both slightly tickled and was a little itchy feeling. "EKKK MADDIE!!! stop HEHa hahha argh that feels weird."
Despite my outburst the sensations didn't stop in fact they got worse as now instead of the tip of an object being used, what ever it was is being dragged in slow sweeping motions at the crease where my ass cheeks meet my thighs. Though as my laughter grew more intense I did have a realization of what was likely causing my squirming giggling... those two very long looking feathers. Not that it helped much as the swirling of the fibers over my ass left it wiggling around looking like an idiot. Which my hapless giggles turning into frantic laughter as the feathers made long sweeping motions over the curves of my ass in a similar manner as windshield wipers would.
My head twists in all directions but can't manage to see anything behind me, only able to feel the ever present sensation constantly teasing my helpless backside. My laughter echos in the room as the random teasing is driving me crazy, which then turned into torrents of laughter as both feathers got positioned along the entire length of my ass crack and they started twirling back and forth. "Oh god Maddie that is evil!!!"
What had been gasping laughter turned to silent laughter after a quick shriek of surprise as the feathers had been flipped so now the stiff quills scribble frantically in all directions. I go crazy spasm in ticklish overload unable to stop or even see the torment being inflicted. Minute after minute go by without signs of stopping so I struggle to gasp in a deep breath and practically scream out "STOP THAT!!!"
"Stop what cutie?" Maddie sweetly says a few feet in front of me followed moments later by the two feathers floating slowly to the ground in front of me...
It takes a few minutes before I recover enough to speak again "How...did you do that?"
"Do what honey?" she says warmly as she brushes as hand along my face with genuine concern that maybe she has just possibly been a bit too mean.
Gasps in disbelief "Tickling my ass with feathers???" even as I said the words I realized there was no way she could have been doing it as the sensations stopped moments after I saw her across the room.
Grinning wide as can be she says "Oh now that does sound like a blast...umm but I wasn't tickling you."
We look at each other for a few moments until it dawned on us what had happened, both having very surprised expressions spread on our faces, as we silently mouth "the shoe thief!"
Maddie moves forward a bit looking around the room as she softly calls out "Sorry dear for interrupting your fun???" She has a bit of a confused expression as not once has the spirit ever done more than stealing socks or shoes unseen, allowing Maddie to start her play time. Now that she knows that the spirit is capable of this type of interaction, she is beyond excited and wants to highly encourage this to happen. "You have given me so much joy with your assistance over the years, I would be ecstatic to be able to share this with you." She then looks down at me seemingly wanting me to also encourage it.
My body quivered a bit as I am hardly fully recovered from the ass tickling I endured, however seeing the hopeful look on Maddie's face causes my mind to be flooded with swirling thoughts about everything that has happened so far. I squirm as I open my mouth a few times yet couldn't make myself speak yet as a small part resists almost screaming you fucking idiot what are you doing? "Ah... umm spirit, sorry I don't know your name, but you are more than welcome to tickle me more if you want to. Never in a million years thought I was say this, but I actually am enjoying being tickled..." While maybe it is because I have lost my mind or some influence of the spirits presence here, that statement was not only felt true but in fact an understatement as deep down I know I LOVE being tickled.
From the ground below I see translucent fingers emerge slowly as there is a soft light purple glow to them, the movement upward has the appearance of floating as more of the spirits body soon follows. I felt the urge to rub my eyes not only from the gently light be emitted from her body as she stood in front of me, but also from the fact that unlike her hands which are detailed enough to see the lines the majority of her body had a haziness to it though clearly female in appearance.
I flinch as there is a tender voice saying "Ticklish feet..."
Me and Maddie look at each other since the tone wasn't clear if it was a question about ticklishness or more of just a statement of where to tickle. I flex and wiggle my sole a bit as Maddie speaks up saying "Oh umm yes he has extremely ticklish feet, go ahead and help yourself to them
."I watch as the spirit slowly leans forward so her head is mere inches from my trapped soles, she shifts around them as if inspecting them, and while unsure if it was just my imagination but as she did so it almost felt as if warm breath was being exhaled onto them which sent tingles through my entire body. Now she moves in front of my face until I would assume our noses are nearly touching, squirms nervously as with her being that close now it was as if I was able to pierce through the fog like haze and almost make out facial expressions. With what seemed to be a faint smile and in a soft purring tone she says "Mmm nice..."
Her hands begin to slowly move out to both of my bare soles that were still sticking out of the stocks like a wall trophy, my body twitches and lets out a nervous giggle as they make contact. Though after the initial feeling I am surprised that she seems to be just gliding her palms of her hands and fingers over my soles and toes, even though my soles are so highly ticklish that every once in a while a bit of a giggle escapes my lips, it soon become clear that she is not trying to tickle yet...
I sigh with contentment as I feel the lingering caresses gliding over my soles, very much enjoying the radiant warmth from her hands as she does so. There is something familiar about the manner in which her hands are touching my soles, then it dawns on me now that I have begun to relax, she is gently massaging my soles much like I always have done with Mandy. I couldn't help but giggle a bit at the thought, as would seem very likely this mischievous spirit has a foot fetish which would seem to fit well with her her compulsion for shoe theft.
As I had been focused completely on the pleasant caresses to my soles I didn't notice Maddie having moved around behind me, until I felt her gently wrapping her arms around my torso resting most of her weight onto my back as she enjoys giving me a tight embrace. I softly purr from the sensations of her hands slowly moving up and down along my sides as her arms gently squeeze my torso. Not sure how long this heavenly attention lasted though eventually felt Maddie start to lazily scrap and flutter nails along my sides in a erratic manner that left me gently squirming in her arms occasionally have to giggle softly though the tickles were light enough that it didn't interfere with the spirits soothing foot massage.
Unsure how long this lasted for though eventually the sound of my intermittent giggles must have broke through the trace the spirit was in because I began to feel nails tracing random pattern over my soles which caused me to burst into helpless giggles as her teasing nails dances over the soft skin. This in turn had Maddie follow her lead and began to skitter nails happily over my sides and tummy while her arms held me firmly for this tickle hug I was trapped in. My non stop giggling morphed into cackling laughter as nails explored my sensitive tickle spots being unable to protect from the flurry of fingers over my skin.
Given my state of frantic laughter unsure which woman started saying it but soon both were cooing in unison "Tickle tickle tickle!!!" Which only caused my laughter to become more panicked and squirming in Maddie's arms more intense. "HEHHAHHEHE NOOO HEHAEHHE PLEASE HEHHEHAHHEHE NO HEHAHE ITTHAHAHAAATTTT TICHEHEHAHAKKKLEES" I howl in desperation as I feel Maddie's hands start to squeeze and poke fingers along my torso. This left both women smiling wide as they escalated their ticklish assault leaving me starting to gasp for air between hapless cackling. This growing exhaustion continued as my naked body showed the signs of fatigue leaving me looking quite pitiful. Without saying anything to each other after an eternity of ticklish agony they went in for the finishing attack as Maddie wiggled a finger deep inside my bellybutton and the spirit drilled her nails under and between my toes. My body spasm-ed as gasping silent laughter overtook me as I endured the horrid ticklish sensations for minute after minute with them giggling at my reactions happily.
Right when I felt on the verge of passing out suddenly the nails stopped and I was left still twitching a bit from the lingering ticklish sensations. Was gasping in air as much as I could being barely aware of their movement and what there soft voices were having a conversation about, though was nearly an hour until I had recovered to a point where my mind wasn't in a haze of thought. I see both of them walk back in front of me and gets a pleasant shiver as I feel Maddie brush a hand to my face as she says with a giggle "So, did you have fun cutie?"
I exhale deeply and pause before saying softly "Well...thought I was going to die of laughter but...yes...surprisingly yes I did."
She laughs sensually as she ruffles my hair a bit saying "Awe, I have never tickled anyone to death... though I am sure some might have wished I had
."Nervously giggles a bit at the ominous tone of voice she used though smiles a bit asking sweetly "If possible could I be put into something else...my legs are cramping up?"
She coo's excitedly saying "Awe you are just too perfect, of course you can honey...I know just what to put you into... though want it to be a surprise" The way she beamed happily made it seem likely that I was the first guest to ever ask to go into bondage. As she placed a blindfold over my head then released me from the stocks I stretched and walked a bit working the tightness out of my muscles as I felt her arm guiding me. I shivered as the feeling of my soles on the cool ground and hearing seemed heightened as was unsure what I was being taken too.
After a few minutes I felt her guide me into laying flat out on a rather soft and comfortable surface as whatever fabric I was laying on felt nice on my naked body. I fidget for a while with nervous anticipation as I lay for a few minutes hearing faint movements around me. Though shortly I hear her cheery voice say "There everything is ready." which I am confused by as I feel her hands start to slip off the blindfold as neither my hands or feet are restrained in any way. Once my eyes adjust to the brightness of the room I see her smiling sweetly at me, and look down and realize I am just laying on what appears to be a normal bed, no sign of bondage whatsoever which causes a puzzled look on my face.
She giggles at my reaction to my current situation and softly says "When you asked to be put into something else, I knew exactly where I longed to put you..." She straddles my waist at which point I notice she is no longer in her dress but a simple bath robe, grabbing my hands and pinning them off to the side she sensually purrs "I needed to put you...in...my bed..."
My eyes widen as she leans down and kisses me deeply with a passion I quickly returned. Our lips sensually explored each others as tongues mingled together. Between the gentle sound of smacking lips content moans escaped our mouths. Despite the mutual flood of lust between us I still couldn't help but start to blush as she moved her hands over her shoulders slipping off the robe and quickly discarding it to the side. After a few moments I just smirked and squirmed my hands about enough for them to get free of her grip.
Reaching up I caress my hands tenderly over her back enjoying the soft feeling of her skin before guiding her to lean forward until my mouth eagerly wraps my lips over her already stiff nipple. I suck and lick at them as she gasping moans as our naked bodies intertwine as we roll around on the bed. Both of us arching our bodies in response to the shared pleasure we are giving each other. I feel her hands grappling with my body to get me back to laying on my back, giving a pouting groan as she pushes my shoulder down to the bed and pulls the nipple I had been happily sucking on to be pulled from my mouth. Though the disappointment was short lived as I felt her glide my erection inside of her as she began to move up and down on it while slowly grinding her hips.
Our gaze are lock into the others as the pleasant friction continues to build up causing louder and louder panting moans from us both. Her position pinning my shoulder to the bed and the weight on my hips and thighs limit my movement to minimal squirming under her. Though I felt a hot wet sensation on my balls which caused a spasm thrust upward that caught her off guard and she nearly fell off. She had a momentary angry look until she saw the apologetic expression on my face so she turned around and saw the spirits head phased partially through the bed licking her lips with a mischievous grin, which a similar grin spread over Maddie's face.
So she re-positioned herself so more of her weight was pressing on top of my waist and shifted to using more of a gyrating motion of her hip than an up and down one. Now knowing what was happening between my leg managed to limit my response to the licking to just soft giggles and slow squirming under Maddie, which the involuntary movement left her shuddering in pleasure. The moaning and quivering of our bodies continue to build until we both screamed out in blissful climax.
Moments after it started it was so loud that didn't hear the spirit teasing coo "Tickle tickle tickle!!!" So when I felt her nails attack my sides, thighs and bare ass in a flurry of scribbling finger I started to buck and thrash wildly and Maddie squealed as she desperately tried to keep her balance as I bucked and thrust upward trying to evade the ticklish attack. With my frantic struggling under her it took several minutes after she had finished her orgasm before she managed to safely roll off to the side.
I was gasping for air as I felt them both snuggle on both sides of my naked body, as Maddie gave me and the spirit a playfully angry look for the hazardous ride though was quickly replaced by a soft smile. She exhales softly as she runs her fingers through my hair as she look at me and the spirit saying teasingly "So...what should we tell Mandy about us???" With this sudden question both me and the spirit go pale as ghosts, as now all three of us squirm together in the bed lost in thought.
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