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Anna had always had a fascination with gymnastics growing up. From a young age, she yearned to perform in front of crowds and luckily for her, her parents were helpful towards that. Starting her off with classes and videos, as well as watching other gymnasts compete. She loved all the stretching and shapes her body could make, twisting, spinning, flowing movements in order to perform for all eyes watching.
She would spend hours training her body with her coaches and classes. Yet in her down time, when her body needed to rest, she would be looking in the internet for videos of others, showing off their talents and getting ideas for herself. Which eventually lead to her discovering contortionists. Amazed by their ability to bend in half, Anna would watch and eventually attempt to copy those same movements. Unimaginable feats, making her body fold up in ways it shouldn't. Which she would then record herself doing and share to the world.
Anna would often get messages on her social platforms, especially after posting a video of her training or bending. Many just horny guys, making lewd comments, with a few complimentary messages, praising her for her hard work. She wasn't offended, she would just laugh the creepy ones off and reply to the polite messages.
One day, after uploading a video of herself laying on her stomach and bending her legs over to put her feet flat on the floor next to her face. Anna received a message that caught her attention. It was a polite message, praising her talents and that the author of the message enquired if she would be interested in a paid video and photography shoot, to document an article he was writing. The theme being her achievements, ability to bend, along with being put in a few challenging positions. Intrigued by this offer, she asked a few questions and got her answers. Looking online, he seemed to be known well enough for his work, so Anna mulled it over and decided to accept.
The day came and Anna drove to the address given. It was a small building on the edge of town. A few car parking spaces at the side and a small path that lead to the entrance. It looked like a club house, a big single room that groups would hire for meetings or small activities. Upon knocking, the door opens and Anna is greeted by Greg. Introducing himself, he tells her to come in and so she enters the building.
At first sight Anna could see a few gym mats laid out, spot lights making sure they were well lit. One empty, while the other had some sort of box with 3 holes in. Intrigued she took a few steps closer, but was unable to work out what it was for. About to ask Greg, he tells Anna to head over to the empty mat and prepare herself. Eager to get on with things, she followed her instruction and removes her shoes and baggy outer layers to reveal her leotard and white fluffy socks. Warming up and stretching, Greg began to snap a few pictures and seemed happy with things so far.
Greg explained that as discussed in their previous messages, he wanted to write an article online about Anna and her achievements. Documenting along the way with pictures and videos of her talents. Seeing how well she could perform and had her go through her usual positions, showing off what she could do with her body. As the camera rolled capturing her movements, taking pictures along the way, Anna was enjoying herself and happy that Greg wanted to write an article and document her skills. Plus it was paid for and who could complain at getting paid to do the things you enjoyed?
After 30 minutes, they took a break and Greg asked Anna if she was ready for something more of a challenge. Curious to what that would be, Greg showed her the box from earlier. Asking if she thinks she could position herself in it, with her head sticking out and feet either side of her face. Intrigued why that would be something to try, she didn't think it was too much of a challenge, so agreed to try. Greg opened up the box and there were 3 half holes now awaiting her neck and ankles. Inside the box was padded and so were the holes. It looked comfortable Anna thought to herself and laid in her front, neck in the center hole and stretched her legs around to the holes either side of her head. It was a little more difficult than she expected, but she managed it. Greg asked if she was comfortable and how long could she last that way. Anna took a moment and decided that it was a pretty comfy position and that she should be able to hold it for as long as she needed.
Happy with her response, Greg closes the box and now all that can be seen is Anna's head and socked feet sticking out. He took pictures and Anna raised her head, smiling and laughing at how silly she must look. Starting the camera, Greg got Anna to introduce herself and tell him what she was doing today. Greg explained that this ability wasn't easy and not many could do it. But to prove it was all actually Anna, he reached forward and began to tickle her left socked foot. Not expecting to be tickled, Anna burst out laughing. She hasn't been tickled in a long time, yet here Greg was, tickling her socked foot and she couldn't move it away.
Had she not been bent in half and he neck and ankles locked in this box, she would have just pulled back and sat up away from Greg's fingers. But her predicament stopped any hope of that as he was still running his fingers up and down her left socked foot. Still laughing, she didn't mind it at all. Clearly she was ticklish and there was something about being in her predicament that amused her and wanted it to continue. Although her foot would involuntary spasm while it was being tickled.
Greg still speaking to the camera, said it wouldn't be a fair test if he didn't check her other foot and moved behind the box and around to her socked right foot. Once again wriggling his fingers down Anna's socked sole, making her laugh again and her right foot spasm this time. Still unable to pull away from Greg's fingers, all Anna could do was smile and laugh as she felt the tickles even through her thick socks.
Greg moved the camera and opened a panel at the back of the box, showing Anna folded and trapped inside. Commenting on how well he body handled the situation, even when tickled. He reached in and gently squeezed her sides, making Anna laugh more and body squirm. Even when folded in half and trapped, he body still was able to jolt a little at her sides being squeezed. Unsure why he was tickling her, but not complaining, Anna just enjoyed it and continued to laugh and jolt as Greg kept up squeezing her sides.
Lowering the panel and moving back around the front, Greg sets the camera back down and switches it off. Explaining that he has his pictures and footage for his article and that he was hoping Anna would be interested in another project he was hoping to work on. Hesitant as she was unsure what he meant by that, Greg tells her that he would like to tickle her more while in the box. Anna confused at why he would want this, didn't know what to say. It was fun she thought and seemed harmless. Plus even if she said no, she couldn't really do anything about it if he chose to continue to tickle her. So thought she may as well go along with it and see how it turns out.
Agreeing to it, she told Greg that he had 30 minutes and then she wanted to be set free. Greg agreed and started the camera again. Anna giggled to herself as he got closer to her and reached out his hands, wriggling his fingers closer to her socked foot. He finally began stroking his fingers up her left socked soles and her giggles turned to laughter. Her sock covered foot spasmed involuntary at the ticklish touch. As if trying to stop the sensations flooding through it, but unable to. All Anna could do is laugh and watch her foot next to her face get tickled by Gregs fingers.
Even though it tickled quite a lot, Anna couldn't help smile as she laughed. It felt good to be tickled, even if her body would normally try to pull away. The fact it couldnt, just made her have to accept all the tickles and keep on laughing. Something she discovered that she was very much enjoying to her dismay. Definitely not something she thought she would be doing or liking.
Greg's fingers began to stroke down her socked soles with more pressure now. Anna could feel it tickle more, even through her thick sock. If it tickled this much with her sock on she thought, it was going to tickle so much more if Greg took it off. With the ticklish sensations on her soles increasing, Anna continued to laugh as her foot wriggled and spasmed more against the teases, unable to stop or get relief from them.
Switching to her right foot again, Anna could only watch as Greg's wriggling fingers to closer and closer. Eyes wide until his fingers wriggled up and down her right socked sole once more. In which she would burst out laughing and her foot spasm some more at his touch. Greg teased her, telling her how ticklish she is and that if she wanted him to stop the tickles sooner, she can just get up and leave. Anna just laughed even more at that, as well as the tickles to her feet. She knew she wouldn't be able to free herself without his help and he knew it.
Greg decided that Annas socks had to go and reached over, grabbing both tips of her socks and pulled them up and off her feet. Sliding quickly off, Annas feet were now only protected by the thin tan nylons she had on. Oh no, she gasped as her feet became even more exposed now her socks were off. Covered in their tan layer, each side of her head. Anna had folded herself before so her feet were close to her head, but she had never really paid too much focus to them. Now that they were locked in place, she couldn't help herself watch her feet and how they reacted to being tickled, all while she was in fits of laughter. Watching how she could see her soles wrinkle up even through her nylons, how her toes would wriggle at Greg's touch. Enjoying her ticklish time in this predicament she had put herself in.
With her socks gone, Greg's fingers felt like they were tickling her soles even more. His fingers gliding over her nylons, even faster than through her socks. Less resistance, less friction and she felt so much more sensitive. The more his fingers glided over her soles, the more the ticklish sensations built up. No wriggling or squirming her feet offered any break from the tickles as her laughter continuously bellowed and filled the room. As much as it was getting more intense, Anna was still enjoying herself and felt great from all the laughing.
Sometimes Greg tickled both her soles at once, others he would stroke the sole of one foot with one hand and the top of the same foot with the other. Like a pincer attack on her foot. Switching between them. When he did this, it made Anna's feet tingle with sensation overload. Laughing louder as her feet were paid lots of attention. Even Greg commented on how much more ticklish her feet were after he took off her socks. Anna's smile got bigger as she couldn't do anything but keep laughing.
Next he began to poke his fingers between her toes one at a time. The nylons helping them slide between each one as they wriggled and squirmed. Anna squealed before laughing again, taken by surprise that not only had Greg tickled between her toes, but also how sensitive her toes were. He clearly knew what he was doing and he made sure it showed.
With his fingers on each hand between the toes of each foot, Anna felt so much more ticklish. As both sets of toes were tickled at once, even wriggling them didn't help the relieve the sensations. She could only keep on laughing loudly and watching Gregs fingers torment her. Greg teased her by telling her she had tickly toes and that he thinks she is enjoying herself as she keeps laughing. Unable to reply as she was too busy in fits of laughter, Anna really was enjoying herself. She has never been tickled this much or like this before, yet here she was feeling a rush of excitement and liking the attention to her feet. Finding herself mesmerised by them by her head and watching how they were reacting to being tickled.
Suddenly the tickling stopped and Greg withdrew his hands. That's your 30 minutes he told her, as he switched the camera off and stood before her. Anna couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment that all the ticklish sensations had stopped. She found herself wanting more for some reason. Like something had unlocked inside her that made her want to be tickled more. Looking at her nylons covered feet each side of her head, seeing them still and not squirming, just didn't feel right.
Greg freed Anna from the box and helped her out. Stretching herself when she was free and still wishing that she could have been tickled for longer. Greg could see something was on her mind and asked her. She blushed as she wasn't sure how to say she wanted more. He looked at her and asked if she wanted more and she just nodded. Agreeing a short break, Anna then told Greg how tickling made her feel and that unexpectedly she wanted to enjoy it some more. Greg was happy to oblige, but said that this time he would like to flip the box over and try tickling Anna that way. With no objection she agreed, excited to feel the waves of tickles was over her once more.
She would spend hours training her body with her coaches and classes. Yet in her down time, when her body needed to rest, she would be looking in the internet for videos of others, showing off their talents and getting ideas for herself. Which eventually lead to her discovering contortionists. Amazed by their ability to bend in half, Anna would watch and eventually attempt to copy those same movements. Unimaginable feats, making her body fold up in ways it shouldn't. Which she would then record herself doing and share to the world.
Anna would often get messages on her social platforms, especially after posting a video of her training or bending. Many just horny guys, making lewd comments, with a few complimentary messages, praising her for her hard work. She wasn't offended, she would just laugh the creepy ones off and reply to the polite messages.
One day, after uploading a video of herself laying on her stomach and bending her legs over to put her feet flat on the floor next to her face. Anna received a message that caught her attention. It was a polite message, praising her talents and that the author of the message enquired if she would be interested in a paid video and photography shoot, to document an article he was writing. The theme being her achievements, ability to bend, along with being put in a few challenging positions. Intrigued by this offer, she asked a few questions and got her answers. Looking online, he seemed to be known well enough for his work, so Anna mulled it over and decided to accept.
The day came and Anna drove to the address given. It was a small building on the edge of town. A few car parking spaces at the side and a small path that lead to the entrance. It looked like a club house, a big single room that groups would hire for meetings or small activities. Upon knocking, the door opens and Anna is greeted by Greg. Introducing himself, he tells her to come in and so she enters the building.
At first sight Anna could see a few gym mats laid out, spot lights making sure they were well lit. One empty, while the other had some sort of box with 3 holes in. Intrigued she took a few steps closer, but was unable to work out what it was for. About to ask Greg, he tells Anna to head over to the empty mat and prepare herself. Eager to get on with things, she followed her instruction and removes her shoes and baggy outer layers to reveal her leotard and white fluffy socks. Warming up and stretching, Greg began to snap a few pictures and seemed happy with things so far.
Greg explained that as discussed in their previous messages, he wanted to write an article online about Anna and her achievements. Documenting along the way with pictures and videos of her talents. Seeing how well she could perform and had her go through her usual positions, showing off what she could do with her body. As the camera rolled capturing her movements, taking pictures along the way, Anna was enjoying herself and happy that Greg wanted to write an article and document her skills. Plus it was paid for and who could complain at getting paid to do the things you enjoyed?
After 30 minutes, they took a break and Greg asked Anna if she was ready for something more of a challenge. Curious to what that would be, Greg showed her the box from earlier. Asking if she thinks she could position herself in it, with her head sticking out and feet either side of her face. Intrigued why that would be something to try, she didn't think it was too much of a challenge, so agreed to try. Greg opened up the box and there were 3 half holes now awaiting her neck and ankles. Inside the box was padded and so were the holes. It looked comfortable Anna thought to herself and laid in her front, neck in the center hole and stretched her legs around to the holes either side of her head. It was a little more difficult than she expected, but she managed it. Greg asked if she was comfortable and how long could she last that way. Anna took a moment and decided that it was a pretty comfy position and that she should be able to hold it for as long as she needed.
Happy with her response, Greg closes the box and now all that can be seen is Anna's head and socked feet sticking out. He took pictures and Anna raised her head, smiling and laughing at how silly she must look. Starting the camera, Greg got Anna to introduce herself and tell him what she was doing today. Greg explained that this ability wasn't easy and not many could do it. But to prove it was all actually Anna, he reached forward and began to tickle her left socked foot. Not expecting to be tickled, Anna burst out laughing. She hasn't been tickled in a long time, yet here Greg was, tickling her socked foot and she couldn't move it away.
Had she not been bent in half and he neck and ankles locked in this box, she would have just pulled back and sat up away from Greg's fingers. But her predicament stopped any hope of that as he was still running his fingers up and down her left socked foot. Still laughing, she didn't mind it at all. Clearly she was ticklish and there was something about being in her predicament that amused her and wanted it to continue. Although her foot would involuntary spasm while it was being tickled.
Greg still speaking to the camera, said it wouldn't be a fair test if he didn't check her other foot and moved behind the box and around to her socked right foot. Once again wriggling his fingers down Anna's socked sole, making her laugh again and her right foot spasm this time. Still unable to pull away from Greg's fingers, all Anna could do was smile and laugh as she felt the tickles even through her thick socks.
Greg moved the camera and opened a panel at the back of the box, showing Anna folded and trapped inside. Commenting on how well he body handled the situation, even when tickled. He reached in and gently squeezed her sides, making Anna laugh more and body squirm. Even when folded in half and trapped, he body still was able to jolt a little at her sides being squeezed. Unsure why he was tickling her, but not complaining, Anna just enjoyed it and continued to laugh and jolt as Greg kept up squeezing her sides.
Lowering the panel and moving back around the front, Greg sets the camera back down and switches it off. Explaining that he has his pictures and footage for his article and that he was hoping Anna would be interested in another project he was hoping to work on. Hesitant as she was unsure what he meant by that, Greg tells her that he would like to tickle her more while in the box. Anna confused at why he would want this, didn't know what to say. It was fun she thought and seemed harmless. Plus even if she said no, she couldn't really do anything about it if he chose to continue to tickle her. So thought she may as well go along with it and see how it turns out.
Agreeing to it, she told Greg that he had 30 minutes and then she wanted to be set free. Greg agreed and started the camera again. Anna giggled to herself as he got closer to her and reached out his hands, wriggling his fingers closer to her socked foot. He finally began stroking his fingers up her left socked soles and her giggles turned to laughter. Her sock covered foot spasmed involuntary at the ticklish touch. As if trying to stop the sensations flooding through it, but unable to. All Anna could do is laugh and watch her foot next to her face get tickled by Gregs fingers.
Even though it tickled quite a lot, Anna couldn't help smile as she laughed. It felt good to be tickled, even if her body would normally try to pull away. The fact it couldnt, just made her have to accept all the tickles and keep on laughing. Something she discovered that she was very much enjoying to her dismay. Definitely not something she thought she would be doing or liking.
Greg's fingers began to stroke down her socked soles with more pressure now. Anna could feel it tickle more, even through her thick sock. If it tickled this much with her sock on she thought, it was going to tickle so much more if Greg took it off. With the ticklish sensations on her soles increasing, Anna continued to laugh as her foot wriggled and spasmed more against the teases, unable to stop or get relief from them.
Switching to her right foot again, Anna could only watch as Greg's wriggling fingers to closer and closer. Eyes wide until his fingers wriggled up and down her right socked sole once more. In which she would burst out laughing and her foot spasm some more at his touch. Greg teased her, telling her how ticklish she is and that if she wanted him to stop the tickles sooner, she can just get up and leave. Anna just laughed even more at that, as well as the tickles to her feet. She knew she wouldn't be able to free herself without his help and he knew it.
Greg decided that Annas socks had to go and reached over, grabbing both tips of her socks and pulled them up and off her feet. Sliding quickly off, Annas feet were now only protected by the thin tan nylons she had on. Oh no, she gasped as her feet became even more exposed now her socks were off. Covered in their tan layer, each side of her head. Anna had folded herself before so her feet were close to her head, but she had never really paid too much focus to them. Now that they were locked in place, she couldn't help herself watch her feet and how they reacted to being tickled, all while she was in fits of laughter. Watching how she could see her soles wrinkle up even through her nylons, how her toes would wriggle at Greg's touch. Enjoying her ticklish time in this predicament she had put herself in.
With her socks gone, Greg's fingers felt like they were tickling her soles even more. His fingers gliding over her nylons, even faster than through her socks. Less resistance, less friction and she felt so much more sensitive. The more his fingers glided over her soles, the more the ticklish sensations built up. No wriggling or squirming her feet offered any break from the tickles as her laughter continuously bellowed and filled the room. As much as it was getting more intense, Anna was still enjoying herself and felt great from all the laughing.
Sometimes Greg tickled both her soles at once, others he would stroke the sole of one foot with one hand and the top of the same foot with the other. Like a pincer attack on her foot. Switching between them. When he did this, it made Anna's feet tingle with sensation overload. Laughing louder as her feet were paid lots of attention. Even Greg commented on how much more ticklish her feet were after he took off her socks. Anna's smile got bigger as she couldn't do anything but keep laughing.
Next he began to poke his fingers between her toes one at a time. The nylons helping them slide between each one as they wriggled and squirmed. Anna squealed before laughing again, taken by surprise that not only had Greg tickled between her toes, but also how sensitive her toes were. He clearly knew what he was doing and he made sure it showed.
With his fingers on each hand between the toes of each foot, Anna felt so much more ticklish. As both sets of toes were tickled at once, even wriggling them didn't help the relieve the sensations. She could only keep on laughing loudly and watching Gregs fingers torment her. Greg teased her by telling her she had tickly toes and that he thinks she is enjoying herself as she keeps laughing. Unable to reply as she was too busy in fits of laughter, Anna really was enjoying herself. She has never been tickled this much or like this before, yet here she was feeling a rush of excitement and liking the attention to her feet. Finding herself mesmerised by them by her head and watching how they were reacting to being tickled.
Suddenly the tickling stopped and Greg withdrew his hands. That's your 30 minutes he told her, as he switched the camera off and stood before her. Anna couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment that all the ticklish sensations had stopped. She found herself wanting more for some reason. Like something had unlocked inside her that made her want to be tickled more. Looking at her nylons covered feet each side of her head, seeing them still and not squirming, just didn't feel right.
Greg freed Anna from the box and helped her out. Stretching herself when she was free and still wishing that she could have been tickled for longer. Greg could see something was on her mind and asked her. She blushed as she wasn't sure how to say she wanted more. He looked at her and asked if she wanted more and she just nodded. Agreeing a short break, Anna then told Greg how tickling made her feel and that unexpectedly she wanted to enjoy it some more. Greg was happy to oblige, but said that this time he would like to flip the box over and try tickling Anna that way. With no objection she agreed, excited to feel the waves of tickles was over her once more.
