bondage

Experienced 60 year old male, straight but willing to explore m/m. Love to have my bare feet explored, tied, tickled, licked, and sucked. Atlanta area.

Salome sat there, legs apart, ankles trapped, her porcelain-white soles exposed like the perfect crime scene. Her short skirt teased against the edge of decency, threatening to cross the line with every little squirm. Those soft giggles started sneaking out, small slips she couldn't swallow down...

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Oriana's sneakers came off like a slow confession. She watched, helpless, as her bare soles hit the open air, naked, vulnerable, ticklish. She twisted, squirmed like a dame trying to slip out of a bad deal. But the deal was already done. The tickling danced up her arches, traced the curves of...

I recently talking a young woman on here who works as a teacher, and as far as I know, she wasn't interested in RPing. Are there other women who want to take her place? You play a young, beautiful, but hard-nosed teacher who's trying to give me a detention because of some kind of incident I...

Gema, The Dancer, hadn’t been tickled in years, maybe even tried to forget what it felt like. But the second those fingers hit her skin, it all came rushing back. She had gone from dancer to puppet, her body moving not by choice but by reflex. The shock of it all, the helplessness, the...

Salma had a sneaky suspicion about her feet, a hunch that maybe they held a secret she wasn’t ready to share. But the moment those fingers danced across her arches, all bets were off. Her laugh hit the air, bright and bubbly, a melody that played over and over with every touch. Salma had lost...

Salma was the kind of woman who seemed too sweet to ever break a rule, too gentle to ever lose control. And then it happened, an adorable laugh, soft and innocent, like a treasure being dug up for the first time. Her eyes went wide, like she didn’t believe it was her making that sound. She...

Martina just finished a long shift with the kind of exhaustion that made a dame wanna kick off her shoes, put her feet up, and forget the world existed. But the world wasn’t done with her yet. Those Crocs, the last line of defense between her and trouble, gone. Her bare soles, fresh from a long...

Venus had given herself up the second she sent that message, and now here she was, spread eagle, stretched to perfection, her whole body humming with regret. The first tickle landed, and that was it. Her laughter shot out like a firehose, wild, raw, like something had taken hold of her and...

Venus swore it would never happen again. At 18, she laughed herself into oblivion, swore off tickling like it was a bad habit she kicked for good. But time does funny things. It dulls memories, makes you think maybe it wasn’t that bad. Makes you brave enough to try again. Now, she's 21 and just...

Amy sat on her chair waiting for work. The clock slowly inched towards 6 o’clock, when clients would start coming in. But it was a slow day, it seemed she would have no client for the first hour at the very least. Just before she got ready to kick back and play on her phone for a while, Danielle...

Yasmin’s quiet, delicate world had shrunk down to one simple truth... she was stuck, and the tickling wasn’t stopping. Shy girls like her always think they have a way out, a way to keep their composure, but the second fingers danced across her bare soles, that illusion shattered. The first touch...

Abril was locked in the ShadowBind tight, no slack, no loopholes. Hands secured, no chance to fight back, no way to stop what was coming. But the real problem... Her feet, bare, soft, trapped. The perfect target. And then there was that ass, high, round, displayed like a work of art. A tease she...

Jazmin, the gamer, treated everything like a competition. If it had rules, it could be beaten. That was the logic, and it had never failed her. Until now. She tried to hold back, like sheer willpower would be enough to stop the tickling from getting to her. But once the tickles found her feet...

Martina started out composed, back straight, legs stretched out, feet forward like she thought she had control over the situation. She didn’t. She wasn’t just ticklish; she was losing herself, piece by piece, giggle by giggle. The Martina that walked in? She wasn’t here anymore. Just a...

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Sara was stretched out tight, arms above her head, feet pointed, nowhere to go but straight into trouble. Then came the words, a last-ditch attempt to talk her way out of it. "I’m not ticklish," she blurted between giggles. A bold-faced lie. She lasted all of three seconds before she cracked, a...

Ashley had almost forgotten what it felt like; the tickling, the laughter, the complete loss of control. Hogtied on the floor, her bare feet exposed and defenseless, she didn’t have to imagine it anymore. The second those fingers touched her soles, it all came flooding back. Her body squirmed as...