allbutnone86
TMF Poster
- Joined
- Mar 27, 2020
- Messages
- 78
- Points
- 8
Edward is a spy for the western country. He was sent out to the eastern country to get information on a new weapon. The eastern country has eliminated many of the western country’s spies. Although they didn’t want to do it, the western country had no choice but to send out Edward. He was never sent on any real missions because he was terrible. But now, they had no choice. With their other agents gone, it was time to send out Edward.
Edward waits at a fancy restaurant to meet his contact. But, before they could even arrive, he was already drunk.. A woman is there and notices this. She decides to get up and go over to his table. She sits down right next to him leaving Edward a little confused.
“Has the person you are waiting for not arrived?” She asks him.
“Oh they’re just running late,” Edward says in an obviously western accent.
She pretends not to notice, “My husband has been away for weeks now and I have been looking for some company,” she tells him, “Would you come with me?”
Edward at first wants to refuse remembering his mission, but his contact never showed up. Maybe she was his contact. He decides to go with her. She drives him back to her apartment and brings him inside. From there she brings out more booze to get him even more drink until eventually, he passes out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Edward wakes up feeling odd. Something is wrong. He feels like he’s in an uncomfortable position and begins to realize his arms are cuffed above him and his legs below him. He also realizes he is on someone’s bed. And to make things worse, he is naked. He tries to remember what happened before now. He was in a restaurant waiting for someone, and that's as far as his memory got.
Then the woman comes in and suddenly he begins to remember what had happened.
“I had thought it would be harder to catch a spy, at least it usually is. But you were easy to pick out,” she stands at the side of the bed and tells him.
“Who are you? What do you want?” Edward asks.
“I am Elaina. And I want to know everything,” she turns around and opens a drawer. From it, she grabs a feather, “You see, we intercepted your contact before he had arrived and told us all about you. Then they sent me to deal with you.”
“You won’t get anything out of me,” Edward told her defiantly.
Elaina smirked, “I don’t think you are so strong.”
She begins running the feather down his left arm and slowly makes her way to his waist. He feels a chill run up his spine and tries to escape the feather. Elaine smiles again learning exactly what she wanted.
“Let’s start with an easy question. What is your name?” Elaine asks.
“John.” He responds.
“Wrong answer.”
Elaine then unleashes her fingers on his armpits, rapidly wiggling them around.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT!”
She only does this for a few minutes and stops.
“Have you ever heard of tickle torture Edward?” Elaine asks. He shakes his head, “Then it pleases me to teach you.”
Elaine goes back over to the drawer and grabs some gloves and puts them on. The fingertips have special little tips on them. Edward looks on in confusion, should he be scared?
“If you refuse to answer my questions, the torture will only get worse,” Elaine tells him, “Now, what is your mission?”
“I can’t tell you.”
Elaine immediately after Edward responds, begins to drag her fingers up and down his belly and sides.
“HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Do you want more, or do you want to answer the question?” Elaine asks.
“I won’t tell you.”
Elaine resumes her belly tickling. She goes over his sides and then drags all her fingers around his belly button, and even goes in little circles around his sides.
“I can do much worse, but you don’t have to experience it. Tell me what your mission is,” Elaine once again asks.
“I can’t tell you.”
“Let’s try a different approach,” Elaine mutters to herself. She takes off her shirt and then her bra to reveal her huge breasts, “How do you like these?” Elaine teases playing with them.
She gets what she wants when Edward’s cock begins to stiffen in response. Elaine goes back to the drawer, her breasts swaying and bouncing freely now for Edward to see, and grabs another tool.
“Is your cock ticklish?” Elaine asks immediately turning on an electric toothbrush and using it on his shaft.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Good, it is.”
Elaine uses it all around his cock, but pays special attention to the spot just below the head where his cock is most ticklish. Not only does it tickle, but his cock twitches with pleasure. Although he hates his cock being tickled, he can’t deny loving the attention it’s getting even if it’s tickling. And it didn’t help Elaine had her tits out in full view.
“Okay, let’s make a deal. If you tell me everything, I will make you cum. If you do not, I will make sure your balls never release,” Elaine told him.
Edward, in his teased pent up state, couldn’t take it anymore.
“I give in. I’ll tell you everything. Just don’t tickle my cock anymore!” Edward told her
“Very good. Then I promise I will not tickle your cock anymore.”
Elaine got up on the bed and began to stroke his shaft. But, she had a feather on her and began to tickle his balls.
“YOUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUPROMISED!”
“I only promised not to tickle your cock, I said nothing about your balls.”
Elaine continued to stroke until his balls released their pent up frustration.
“Aren’t you going to release me?” Edward asked.
“Not until I’m satisfied with the information you give me, until then I’m free to tickle you as much as I want,” Edward laid there surprised and dreading any further tickling, “Now, the information, or I will figure out just how ticklish those feet of yours are.”
Edward waits at a fancy restaurant to meet his contact. But, before they could even arrive, he was already drunk.. A woman is there and notices this. She decides to get up and go over to his table. She sits down right next to him leaving Edward a little confused.
“Has the person you are waiting for not arrived?” She asks him.
“Oh they’re just running late,” Edward says in an obviously western accent.
She pretends not to notice, “My husband has been away for weeks now and I have been looking for some company,” she tells him, “Would you come with me?”
Edward at first wants to refuse remembering his mission, but his contact never showed up. Maybe she was his contact. He decides to go with her. She drives him back to her apartment and brings him inside. From there she brings out more booze to get him even more drink until eventually, he passes out.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Edward wakes up feeling odd. Something is wrong. He feels like he’s in an uncomfortable position and begins to realize his arms are cuffed above him and his legs below him. He also realizes he is on someone’s bed. And to make things worse, he is naked. He tries to remember what happened before now. He was in a restaurant waiting for someone, and that's as far as his memory got.
Then the woman comes in and suddenly he begins to remember what had happened.
“I had thought it would be harder to catch a spy, at least it usually is. But you were easy to pick out,” she stands at the side of the bed and tells him.
“Who are you? What do you want?” Edward asks.
“I am Elaina. And I want to know everything,” she turns around and opens a drawer. From it, she grabs a feather, “You see, we intercepted your contact before he had arrived and told us all about you. Then they sent me to deal with you.”
“You won’t get anything out of me,” Edward told her defiantly.
Elaina smirked, “I don’t think you are so strong.”
She begins running the feather down his left arm and slowly makes her way to his waist. He feels a chill run up his spine and tries to escape the feather. Elaine smiles again learning exactly what she wanted.
“Let’s start with an easy question. What is your name?” Elaine asks.
“John.” He responds.
“Wrong answer.”
Elaine then unleashes her fingers on his armpits, rapidly wiggling them around.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! WHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAT!”
She only does this for a few minutes and stops.
“Have you ever heard of tickle torture Edward?” Elaine asks. He shakes his head, “Then it pleases me to teach you.”
Elaine goes back over to the drawer and grabs some gloves and puts them on. The fingertips have special little tips on them. Edward looks on in confusion, should he be scared?
“If you refuse to answer my questions, the torture will only get worse,” Elaine tells him, “Now, what is your mission?”
“I can’t tell you.”
Elaine immediately after Edward responds, begins to drag her fingers up and down his belly and sides.
“HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Do you want more, or do you want to answer the question?” Elaine asks.
“I won’t tell you.”
Elaine resumes her belly tickling. She goes over his sides and then drags all her fingers around his belly button, and even goes in little circles around his sides.
“I can do much worse, but you don’t have to experience it. Tell me what your mission is,” Elaine once again asks.
“I can’t tell you.”
“Let’s try a different approach,” Elaine mutters to herself. She takes off her shirt and then her bra to reveal her huge breasts, “How do you like these?” Elaine teases playing with them.
She gets what she wants when Edward’s cock begins to stiffen in response. Elaine goes back to the drawer, her breasts swaying and bouncing freely now for Edward to see, and grabs another tool.
“Is your cock ticklish?” Elaine asks immediately turning on an electric toothbrush and using it on his shaft.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“Good, it is.”
Elaine uses it all around his cock, but pays special attention to the spot just below the head where his cock is most ticklish. Not only does it tickle, but his cock twitches with pleasure. Although he hates his cock being tickled, he can’t deny loving the attention it’s getting even if it’s tickling. And it didn’t help Elaine had her tits out in full view.
“Okay, let’s make a deal. If you tell me everything, I will make you cum. If you do not, I will make sure your balls never release,” Elaine told him.
Edward, in his teased pent up state, couldn’t take it anymore.
“I give in. I’ll tell you everything. Just don’t tickle my cock anymore!” Edward told her
“Very good. Then I promise I will not tickle your cock anymore.”
Elaine got up on the bed and began to stroke his shaft. But, she had a feather on her and began to tickle his balls.
“YOUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUPROMISED!”
“I only promised not to tickle your cock, I said nothing about your balls.”
Elaine continued to stroke until his balls released their pent up frustration.
“Aren’t you going to release me?” Edward asked.
“Not until I’m satisfied with the information you give me, until then I’m free to tickle you as much as I want,” Edward laid there surprised and dreading any further tickling, “Now, the information, or I will figure out just how ticklish those feet of yours are.”
