taragohn
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When Jenn started her new job she was very excited. New people to meet, new experiences and new friends to make. She was going to work in a very high class hotel and restaurant with an excellent reputation. But there were some strange rumours about their disciplinary actions. They said employees were punished in a special room when they misbehaved. This so called Punishment Room was supposed to be located under the building and had various instruments of torture to be used on the staff.
“Surely this is nonsense,” Jenn said when she first heard of this. “They can’t torture people just for misbehaving”.
“It’s true, there is a punishment room,” Lisa said.
Lisa was one of the first staff members Jenn met. They got along very quickly and became good friends.
“Trust me the rumours are true,” Lisa continued.
“Sure, if you say so.” Jenn replied but Lisa knew she did not mean that.
They left it at that and went back to work. The next month Jenn worked in the restaurant. She did her job well but there were times she messed things up. She would bring the wrong orders to the tables or dropped plates. But it wasn’t the accidents that bothered her supervisors. It was the fact she always started to argue. Usually with her supervisors or sometimes even with the guests. She never admitted she was wrong always blaming others for her mistakes. After a week of heavy arguing her supervisors had enough. They had warned her plenty of times now and now it was time for disciplinary actions.
Jenn was send to the HR office the next day.
“Hello Jenn sit down please,” said Claire the HR administrator handling the case.
Jenn sat opposite Claire and watched her pull out her file. Jenn was cross and felt this was not fair at all. In her mind she had done nothing wrong.
“You know why you are here,” Claire said after reading the file. “You keep on arguing.“
“But I am right all the time,” Jenn said in protest. “It’s not fair.”
”You should not argue and blame others, certainly not with guests. You should know that,” Claire responded.
“But.....,” Jenn tried to reply but was cut off.
“Don’t argue,” Claire said sternly. “You have been warned plenty of times. Now you need to be punished.”
Jenn looked at Claire and then suddenly remembered the rumours.
“Wh-What is my punishment,” Jenn asked nervously.
“Well you have probably heard the rumours by now and let me tell you they are all true,” Claire said.
Jenn froze and stared at Claire with wide eyes.
“Y- You mean there really is a punishment room? And you torture staff in there?” Jenn asked.
Claire smiled and picked up the phone.
“Hello? She is ready to go down, Ray,” she said through the phone.
Moments later Ray of security came in the office. Jenn looked up when he entered and then looked back at Claire questionably.
“You just follow Ray and don’t make a fuss,” Claire said.
Jenn stood up and slowly followed Ray out the door. They walked to the service lift and waited for it to come down. To Jenn it took hours before the lift came. They waited in silence and Jenn kept on hearing those rumours in her head. Punishment room. Torture instruments. She couldn’t believe it. What were they planning to do to her?
The lift arrived and the doors opened. Ray and Jenn stepped inside and Ray pulled out his key ring. It was filled with all sorts of keys and Ray took a small silver key. He opened a small panel under the main operation buttons. Behind it was a small red button and Ray pushed it. Jenn heard a faint humming sound from beneath the lift floor. It stopped with a loud click and Jenn felt the floor tremble briefly. Ray pushed the button again and to Jenns surprise the lift went further down. When the doors opened she saw a small dim lid corridor. Jenn followed Ray down the corridor to a small heavy iron door.
They entered a damp dark room lid only by small lamps on the walls. Jenn looked around and expected to see the most horrible instruments of torture. What she really saw was a small table in the corner and a large wooden structure in the centre. The table was blocked by a man wearing a hotel uniform.
She recognised his uniform as the uniform worn by the conference staff members of the hotel. She recognised the guy but did not know his name. In turn the man recognised her uniform. Restaurant staff all wore those same black trousers and blouse with beige gilette. Jenn was wearing flat black shoes and black socks to finish other uniform.
He had heard of a rebellious waitress who argued a lot with her supervisors and guest and had hoped it was Jenn. Jenn was after all a very attractive girl. She had long black hair tied in a long tail on her back, a beautiful face with full lips and dark eyes.
“Is this the arrogant waitress I have been hearing so much about, Ray,” the man asked.
“Yes Iwan, this is Jenn and she needs to be punished,” Ray replied.
Jenn turned to Iwan and looked at him nervously.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked.
“Well I will leave that to you, Iwan,” Ray said and left locking the door behind him.
“So what are you going to do to me?” she asked again.
“Well first you will need to take of your shoes and socks,” Iwan replied.
Jenn raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“Only my shoes and socks?” she asked. She had half expected to be stripped naked or something but this was a bit of a relief.
“Yes,” Iwan replied. “You will then sit down over there and be locked into those stocks,”
he continued and pointed at the large wooden structure in the centre of the room.
Jenns eyes were now accustomed to the dim lights and saw the thing better now. In front was a big wooden block with two holes. Her ankles would be locked tightly in there. A small stool was positioned at leg length behind the block against a large wooden pole that stood at head height behind the stool. On the top was a large sidebar with iron manacles at both ends. She would be sitting on the stool hands locked in the manacles.
“And then what?” she asked getting rather nervous now.
“Then I will be tickling your bare feet,” Iwan replied clearly looking forward to it.
“Tickling?” Jenn yelled.
Jenns feet were extremely ticklish. She couldn’t stand anything touching the sensitive skin of her soles.
“No please not that,” she begged. “I can’t stand being tickled.”
“All the better,” Iwan replied. “Now off with those shoes and socks please.”
Jenn looked around nervously but realised there was no escape. The only door out was locked. Slowly she lifted up her left leg and gripped the heel of her shoe. Pulling the shoe down she slid it of her foot. She laid the shoe on the floor and started to slowly raise her right foot. Pulling it down she removed this shoe as well and sat it next to her left shoe on the floor. Now only wearing her socks she hesitated and waited.
“Sit down,” Iwan said and pointed to the stool.
Jenn walked towards the stool and sat down. She bended over and slowly removed her right sock to reveal a beautiful foot. She pulled her other sock off more swiftly. In the mean time Iwan had unlocked the right side of the stocks and opened it up by tilting the top half to the left.
“Feet up here please,” Iwan said and patted the bottom half of the stocks. The foot holes were padded with leather and Jenn brought her feet up and laid her ankles on the leather.
Iwan brought the top half back and locked Jenns ankles tight. The leather padding fitted quite tightly around her ankles and made movement of her feet nearly impossible. Jenns feet were now very vulnerably sticking out of the stocks.
Jenn had quite attractive feet, slender with small toes and smooth soles. Iwan walked towards Jenn and directed her right hand to the manacle on the sidebar. It was clasped tightly on her wrist and Iwan moved towards her other hand. It was clasped in the manacles well and Jenn was now completely locked in the stocks. She tried to move her hands and feet but the restraints were very strong and she could hardly move.
Iwan walked back to the front of the stocks and sat down in front of Jenns feet. He trailed his fingers over Jenns right sole very gently. Jenn wriggled her toes and let out a sharp giggle. Iwan stroked her left foot next and Jenn giggles again.
Iwan continued to slowly slide his fingers over Jenns soles. The tips of his fingers trailed up and down over the smooth skin gently brushing over her soles. Jenn started to laugh softly now wriggling her toes slightly. Swiftly moving his fingers up and down Iwan picked up speed. Rapidly sliding his fingertips all over Jenns soles he really tickled her now.
Jenn bursts out into loud laughter now.
“Stop,” she yelled. “OH please stop”.
Laughing loudly she started to try and get loose. Trying desperately to move her feet she flexed her feet as much as possible. The stocks however were very strong and she could hardly move.
As Iwan continued to tickle her feet fiercely with his fingers Jenn started to thrash around wildly on the stool. Trying to free her hands she flailed her head from side to side laughing loudly all the time. Jenn could not bear it. Wriggling her toes fiercely she could not stop laughing.
Iwan stroked her feet relentlessly constantly sliding his fingertips over her soles. Trailing random patterns he brushed her sensitive skin over and over. Jenn laughed and laughed begging Iwan to stop which he of course did not.
Jenn soon became out of breath and started to pant. Spluttering for air she could not stop laughing. Iwan now started to rapidly flicker his fingers up and down her soles. His fingertips lightly brushing her skin very rapidly. Jenn went hysterical with laughter. Wriggling her toes fiercely she bursts out into very loud laughter. Thrashing wildly in the stocks she tried hopelessly to get loose. Squealing and spluttering for air she was in hysterics. Iwan was relentless only giving her a few seconds to catch her breath before he continued the tickling.
This went on for quite a while. Iwan constantly sliding his fingers over Jenns soles and Jenn reduced to hysterical laughter and wildly thrashing around. Finally he stopped and Jenn was breathing deeply trying to relax after this ordeal. Her face was red her hair everywhere.
Iwan walked to the table in the corner and took some items Jenn could not make out. He returned and sat in front of her feet again. He had brought a whole set of different brushes from the table. He had two small pencil brushes, two regular paintbrushes and a large hairbrush with long metal teeth tipped in a blunt point.
He laid the paint brushes and hairbrush aside and held a pencil brush in each hand. Slowly he slides the soft tips over Jenns soles. The brushes slowly moved down trickling all over. Jenn flinched and giggled softly.
Iwan slowly brought the brushes up stroking Jenns soles lightly. Again she giggled softly.
Iwan continued to slowly slide the brushes up and down trailing random patterns all over Jenns soles. Jenn started to laugh again and begged Iwan to stop. Iwan continued the tickling by speeding up. Rapidly the brush tips were now sliding over and stroking every inch of Jenns soles.
Jenn bursts out into heavy laughter once more. Squealing with laughter Jenn vigorously wriggled her toes, flexed her feet and flailed her head from side to side.
Iwan now flicked the brushes very rapidly over her arches keeping the brush tips focussed on these spots. Jenn went hysterical. Laughing uncontrollably she squealed and spluttered for air thrashing wildly in the stocks. Iwan kept on relentlessly tickling Jenns feet like this for a long time. It was horrible for Jenn. She could not stop laughing loudly and spluttering for air. Finally Iwan stopped and laid aside the pencil brushes.
He picked up the paintbrushes next. He started to slowly caress Jenns soles again this time using the paintbrushes. The long hairs of the brushes slides slowly down her soles. Jenn laughed softly and Iwan slowly brought both brushes up.
Iwan continued to slowly slide the brushes up and down all over Jenns soles. Jenn kept on laughing softly wriggling her toes. Iwan sped up again. With a steady pace he slides the brushes up and down her soles swiftly. He brushed the long hairs of the brushes with long steady swipes trailing random patterns all over her soles.
Jenn laughed out loud now wriggling her toes more and more. As Iwan kept on brushing her feet Jenn laughed louder and louder. Soon Iwan has her panting squealing and thrashing again.
Jenn laughed and laughed spluttering for air and begged Iwan to stop. Iwan now rapidly swiped the brushes over and over up and down her soles. The rough hairs brushed over her skin scraping and tickling. Jenn could not bear it. She laughed loudly begging for mercy. At last Iwan stopped and Jenn took deep breath hair everywhere face red again.
Iwan replaced the paintbrushes with the hairbrush and moved it towards her left foot. He placed the blunt teeth on her sole just underneath her toes and slowly slides the brush down. The points scraped softly over her sole making Jenn curl up her toes and giggle.
Iwan brought the brush back up and scraped it over her sole again. She giggled once more and locked her toes tight. Iwan moved the brush over to her right foot and slides the blunt teeth down. Jenn locked her toes at once and let another giggle escape.
“Locking toes now eh?” Iwan said. “Let’s hold those back.”
Iwan moved his free hand to Jenns left foot and placed his fingers on her toes. Softly he pulled them slightly back and held them firmly in place. Jenns sole was now smooth and tight.
Iwan scraped the brush down again producing another giggle from Jenn. Iwan kept her from locking her toes and continued to scrape the brush over her sole. The blunt points slide smoothly over Jenn sole and scraped her skin gently.
Jenn started to laugh softly now as the brush went up and down her smooth sole not hindered by curled up toes. As Iwan continued Jenns laughter became louder and louder. After a while Jenn was really laughing out loudly again struggling wildly again.
Then Iwan moved his hand to her other foot and pulled her toes back again. Jenn was breathing deeply trying to resist the pull. She could however not stop Iwan pulling her toes back and her sole was tight and smooth. The brush was again scraping up and down and Jenn started to laugh again.
Iwan kept on tickling Jenns feet like this for a while. The brush was slowly and steadily swept up and down over her soles. Iwan alternated regularly between her right and left foot, his fingers pulling her toes back all the time. Jenn laughed and laughed as the blunt points kept on gently scraping her smooth skin. Soon she was panting and spluttering for air again bursts of laughter exploding out regularly. When Iwan finally stopped she was breathing deeply red in the face.
Iwan walked to the table again and returned holding thin strings and two metal hooks that could be screwed in somewhere. The hooks were tightly screwed on top of the stocks above Jenns feet. He looped the end of the strings over her big toes and pulled the strings back pulling her toes back as well. Then the strings were tied to the hooks. Jenns feet were now held tightly in the same position as before only Iwan now had both hands free.
“This will hold those toes nice and still,” he said grinning.
Slowly he stroked Jenns soles with his index fingers trailing them down her smooth skin. Jenn tried to wriggle her toes but was stopped by the strings and she let out a sharp giggle.
Iwan then flicked his fingertips all over her soles sliding rapidly over and over brushing up and down. Unable to move her feet at all now Jenn bursts out in heavy laughter. Squealing in laughter she trashed about wildly spluttering and panting.
Iwan continued to run his fingers all over her soles brushing over her soft skin relentlessly. Jenn went hysterical laughing loudly, taking deep breath and exhaling in loud squeals of laughter.
Iwan tickled her for a long time constantly trailing his fingers randomly all over her soles. With her toes tied Jenn could do nothing to avoid Iwans fingers. Jenns face was red her hair flew everywhere as she violently shook her head from side to side and tears rolled down her cheeks. Finally Iwan stopped and Jenn tried to catch her breath.
Iwan picked up the pencil brushes again and started to flick the tips over her soles steadily sliding them up and down. He constantly trailed random patterns all over her soles. Jenn bursts out in loud laughter once more begging Iwan to stop.
Squealing once more she shook her head wildly from side to side desperately trying to get loose or at least move her toes. Iwan kept on painting her soles smoothly stroking and sweeping the brushes over and over.
Jenn could only laugh, splutter and pant heavily. She tried to beg but no words could be formed just laughter escaped.
Iwan now moved the brushes towards her toes and brushed the tips of her big toes rapidly flicking the tips of the brushes over and over. Jenn giggled loudly and spluttered for air. Iwan swept the brushes all over her toes. He carefully flicked the brushes over every inch of each toe.
The brushes slides over the tips and bases and prodded between toes. Jenn giggled and spluttered the whole time not being able to move her toes much. Eventually Jenn started to laugh out loud again as Iwan kept on brushing over her toes.
She still tried to move her toes but it was hopeless. Iwan continued to sweep the brushes along her toes, up and down trailing the tiny hairs over tips and bases. Jenn was now squealing with laughter as the brushes kept on stroking sensitive skin.
After teasing her toes for quite a while Iwan moved back to her soles and started to slowly trail the brush tips up and down. Randomly the hairs brushed all over Jenns smooth tight soles.
Jenn bursts out in heavy laughter again, squealing loudly and gasping for air. Her head flailed from side to side and she desperately tried to move her feet and toes. She was in agony laughing loudly, spluttering for air as Iwan kept on sweeping the brushes over and over her soles. It seemed ages to Jenn but finally Iwan stopped. She was breathing heavily trying to catch her breath.
Jenn watched in horror how Iwan replaced his pencil brushes with the two regular brushes.
“No, please stop tickling me,” she begged but Iwan moved the brushes to her feet and started to brush her ticklish soles again.
With slow and steady strokes Iwan swept the brushes up and down randomly trailing all over. Jenn started to laugh loudly straight away. Iwan kept on using the big brushes to steadily brush up and down constantly stroking her soles. Jenn could not stand it and laughed very loudly and tried everything to get loose.
Her restraints were however to strong and she was at the mercy of Iwans brushes. To Jenn time crept by while her feet were being tickled mercilessly. She laughed, spluttered, gasped and squealed constantly trashing around as much as her bonds let her. At last Iwan stopped again and Jenn could have a small break. Panting heavily she gasps for air.
Iwan picked up the hairbrush again and moved it towards her left foot. He placed the blunt teeth on her stretched sole just under her toes. Slowly he dragged the brush down gently scraping over her soft smooth skin. Jenn tried not to laugh and pressed her lips tight whimpering softly.
Iwan repeated the motion again gently scraping the brush over her left sole. Jenn closed her eyes and pressed her lips tighter whimpering softly again.
Iwan liked her reaction and continued to slowly drag the brush down her sole. Jenn could not move her foot and toes and it became harder and harder for her not to laugh so she whimpered louder and louder.
Suddenly Iwan started to rapidly brush up and down over Jenns left sole. Jenns eyes shot open and she bursts out in loud laughter. Iwan kept on sliding the brush all over her tight smooth sole rapidly.
Jenn was soon in tears again flailing her head from side to side laughing loudly and gasping for air. She tried to beg Iwan to stop but she was laughing so loudly she could hardly form any words. After a long agonising time Iwan stopped.
Jenn was breathing heavily trying again desperately to catch her breath. Her face was red and her cheeks were damp from the tears. Iwan let her sit for a few moments admiring her beautiful feet for a while.
Then he placed the brush on her right sole again just under her toes. Iwan played the same game again by slowly dragging the brush down. Jenn hissed softly through pressed lips and closed her eyes again.
Each time Iwan dragged the brush down Jenn pressed her lips tight and whimpered softly. She was nervously waiting for the moment Iwan would start to really tickle her.
At last Iwan did what she was waiting for and rapidly moved the brush up and down over her right sole. She bursts out into loud laughter again squealing and spluttering. Not being able to move foot or toes she had to endure a long agonising time of merciless tickling again.
As before Jenn trashed around in the stocks bouncing up and down on the stool desperately trying to get lose or otherwise escape the tickling. She squealed laughed spluttered and gasped for air for another while as Iwan tickled her foot with the brush.
When he finally stopped Jenn was exhausted taking deep unsteady breath. Her face was red and damp. Iwan returned his tools to the table and returned with two big feathers.
Jenns eyes widened in horror when she saw them.
“No, please not with feathers,” she begged.
Iwan sat back down in front of her feet and moved one feather to her left foot. Slowly he trailed the tip over her tight sole from toes all the way down to her heel. Jenn giggled and hissed trying to wriggle her toes.
Iwan slowly trailed the feather tip back up over her sole again producing another giggle and hiss. He then trailed the other feather once up and down over her right sole producing more giggles and hisses. Jenn closed her eyes and braced herself.
Iwan now steadily slides both feathers up and down gently brushing her soles all over. Jenn giggled louder and louder trying very hard to wriggle her toes.
Iwan sped up gradually flicking the feathers faster and faster over Jenns soles. Jenns giggles turned into loud whimpers and eventually it is all too much.
Jenn bursts out squealing in loud laughter. This tickled by far the most and Jenn laughed louder than before.
She was laughing hysterically gasping and spluttering for air. She took deep breath and exhaled in loud long salvos of very loud laughter. Iwan kept on tormenting her soles for quite a while with the feathers constantly trailing random patterns all over. All the time Jenn could only laugh loudly she did not even try begging anymore.
Once every now and then Iwan gave her a small break and Jenn gasped for air before bursting out in loud laughter again when Iwan resumed the tickling.
Then Iwan moved the feather towards Jenns left toes and gently stroked over her big toe. Jenn let out a sharp giggle. Iwan repeated the motion and Jenn let out another sharp giggle.
He slowly trailed the tip of the feather over all her toes gently brushing over their tips. Jenn giggled loudly as the feather trailed up and down all over the tips of her toes. Steadily Iwan kept on brushing her toes like this and used the other feather to tease her right toes as well.
Jenn started to laugh softly now as it was getting harder and harder to hold in. Iwan increased speed and rapidly slides the feathers all over her toes.
He dragged the feathers along the bases and tips of her toes rapidly or flicked one toe a couple of times. Jenn started to really laugh now this really tickling and tried to wriggle her toes but the strings prevented this quite adequate.
After a while Iwan placed both feathers between each big toe and second big toe and started to wriggle and twirl the feathers round. Jenn giggled and spluttered loudly. Iwan prodded and twirled the feather between her toes making Jenn giggle and splutter quite uncontrollably. Iwan kept on doing this for a while enjoying the giggles and splutters.
“I think tickling your soles was the most fun,” he suddenly said and immediately slides and stroked the feather furiously up and down her soles again.
Jenn bursts out in loud laughter once again. Iwan tickled her soles for quite a long time again and Jenn was again exhaling in loud salvos of pure hysterical laughter.
Finally Iwan stopped and Jenn was exhausted breathing unsteady face red and wet from tears.
Iwan looked at Jenns feet and said, “Just one more thing I want to do.”
Jenn watched nervously as he sat down in front of her feet again. He moved his face really close and slowly licked her right sole from heel to toes.
Jenn giggled and yelped, “That’s disgusting”.
Iwan however licked her left sole letting his tongue slide all the way from heel to toes and Jenn giggled again. Iwan kept on licking her soles scraping his tongue randomly all over making her giggle each time. Iwan enjoyed this very much and let his tongue explore every inch of Jenns soles.
He then licked her big toes and started to nibble and suck them a bit. Jenn giggled and hissed not quite sure what to think. Iwan licked her other toes as well sucking and nibbling each one for quite a while clearly enjoying it. Finally he kissed each toe once and then began to untie the strings.
Jenn was released from the stocks and she put her socks and shoes back on. She was tired and relieved her ordeal was over. She also thought twice about arguing with guests or supervisors
The End
Hope you like it
BTW I just started a yahoo group with tickle and torture stories. This one is in there to with some more. And lots more to come. When I have time to write them on the PC
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/taragohn/?yguid=417554106
“Surely this is nonsense,” Jenn said when she first heard of this. “They can’t torture people just for misbehaving”.
“It’s true, there is a punishment room,” Lisa said.
Lisa was one of the first staff members Jenn met. They got along very quickly and became good friends.
“Trust me the rumours are true,” Lisa continued.
“Sure, if you say so.” Jenn replied but Lisa knew she did not mean that.
They left it at that and went back to work. The next month Jenn worked in the restaurant. She did her job well but there were times she messed things up. She would bring the wrong orders to the tables or dropped plates. But it wasn’t the accidents that bothered her supervisors. It was the fact she always started to argue. Usually with her supervisors or sometimes even with the guests. She never admitted she was wrong always blaming others for her mistakes. After a week of heavy arguing her supervisors had enough. They had warned her plenty of times now and now it was time for disciplinary actions.
Jenn was send to the HR office the next day.
“Hello Jenn sit down please,” said Claire the HR administrator handling the case.
Jenn sat opposite Claire and watched her pull out her file. Jenn was cross and felt this was not fair at all. In her mind she had done nothing wrong.
“You know why you are here,” Claire said after reading the file. “You keep on arguing.“
“But I am right all the time,” Jenn said in protest. “It’s not fair.”
”You should not argue and blame others, certainly not with guests. You should know that,” Claire responded.
“But.....,” Jenn tried to reply but was cut off.
“Don’t argue,” Claire said sternly. “You have been warned plenty of times. Now you need to be punished.”
Jenn looked at Claire and then suddenly remembered the rumours.
“Wh-What is my punishment,” Jenn asked nervously.
“Well you have probably heard the rumours by now and let me tell you they are all true,” Claire said.
Jenn froze and stared at Claire with wide eyes.
“Y- You mean there really is a punishment room? And you torture staff in there?” Jenn asked.
Claire smiled and picked up the phone.
“Hello? She is ready to go down, Ray,” she said through the phone.
Moments later Ray of security came in the office. Jenn looked up when he entered and then looked back at Claire questionably.
“You just follow Ray and don’t make a fuss,” Claire said.
Jenn stood up and slowly followed Ray out the door. They walked to the service lift and waited for it to come down. To Jenn it took hours before the lift came. They waited in silence and Jenn kept on hearing those rumours in her head. Punishment room. Torture instruments. She couldn’t believe it. What were they planning to do to her?
The lift arrived and the doors opened. Ray and Jenn stepped inside and Ray pulled out his key ring. It was filled with all sorts of keys and Ray took a small silver key. He opened a small panel under the main operation buttons. Behind it was a small red button and Ray pushed it. Jenn heard a faint humming sound from beneath the lift floor. It stopped with a loud click and Jenn felt the floor tremble briefly. Ray pushed the button again and to Jenns surprise the lift went further down. When the doors opened she saw a small dim lid corridor. Jenn followed Ray down the corridor to a small heavy iron door.
They entered a damp dark room lid only by small lamps on the walls. Jenn looked around and expected to see the most horrible instruments of torture. What she really saw was a small table in the corner and a large wooden structure in the centre. The table was blocked by a man wearing a hotel uniform.
She recognised his uniform as the uniform worn by the conference staff members of the hotel. She recognised the guy but did not know his name. In turn the man recognised her uniform. Restaurant staff all wore those same black trousers and blouse with beige gilette. Jenn was wearing flat black shoes and black socks to finish other uniform.
He had heard of a rebellious waitress who argued a lot with her supervisors and guest and had hoped it was Jenn. Jenn was after all a very attractive girl. She had long black hair tied in a long tail on her back, a beautiful face with full lips and dark eyes.
“Is this the arrogant waitress I have been hearing so much about, Ray,” the man asked.
“Yes Iwan, this is Jenn and she needs to be punished,” Ray replied.
Jenn turned to Iwan and looked at him nervously.
“What are you going to do to me?” she asked.
“Well I will leave that to you, Iwan,” Ray said and left locking the door behind him.
“So what are you going to do to me?” she asked again.
“Well first you will need to take of your shoes and socks,” Iwan replied.
Jenn raised her eyebrows in surprise.
“Only my shoes and socks?” she asked. She had half expected to be stripped naked or something but this was a bit of a relief.
“Yes,” Iwan replied. “You will then sit down over there and be locked into those stocks,”
he continued and pointed at the large wooden structure in the centre of the room.
Jenns eyes were now accustomed to the dim lights and saw the thing better now. In front was a big wooden block with two holes. Her ankles would be locked tightly in there. A small stool was positioned at leg length behind the block against a large wooden pole that stood at head height behind the stool. On the top was a large sidebar with iron manacles at both ends. She would be sitting on the stool hands locked in the manacles.
“And then what?” she asked getting rather nervous now.
“Then I will be tickling your bare feet,” Iwan replied clearly looking forward to it.
“Tickling?” Jenn yelled.
Jenns feet were extremely ticklish. She couldn’t stand anything touching the sensitive skin of her soles.
“No please not that,” she begged. “I can’t stand being tickled.”
“All the better,” Iwan replied. “Now off with those shoes and socks please.”
Jenn looked around nervously but realised there was no escape. The only door out was locked. Slowly she lifted up her left leg and gripped the heel of her shoe. Pulling the shoe down she slid it of her foot. She laid the shoe on the floor and started to slowly raise her right foot. Pulling it down she removed this shoe as well and sat it next to her left shoe on the floor. Now only wearing her socks she hesitated and waited.
“Sit down,” Iwan said and pointed to the stool.
Jenn walked towards the stool and sat down. She bended over and slowly removed her right sock to reveal a beautiful foot. She pulled her other sock off more swiftly. In the mean time Iwan had unlocked the right side of the stocks and opened it up by tilting the top half to the left.
“Feet up here please,” Iwan said and patted the bottom half of the stocks. The foot holes were padded with leather and Jenn brought her feet up and laid her ankles on the leather.
Iwan brought the top half back and locked Jenns ankles tight. The leather padding fitted quite tightly around her ankles and made movement of her feet nearly impossible. Jenns feet were now very vulnerably sticking out of the stocks.
Jenn had quite attractive feet, slender with small toes and smooth soles. Iwan walked towards Jenn and directed her right hand to the manacle on the sidebar. It was clasped tightly on her wrist and Iwan moved towards her other hand. It was clasped in the manacles well and Jenn was now completely locked in the stocks. She tried to move her hands and feet but the restraints were very strong and she could hardly move.
Iwan walked back to the front of the stocks and sat down in front of Jenns feet. He trailed his fingers over Jenns right sole very gently. Jenn wriggled her toes and let out a sharp giggle. Iwan stroked her left foot next and Jenn giggles again.
Iwan continued to slowly slide his fingers over Jenns soles. The tips of his fingers trailed up and down over the smooth skin gently brushing over her soles. Jenn started to laugh softly now wriggling her toes slightly. Swiftly moving his fingers up and down Iwan picked up speed. Rapidly sliding his fingertips all over Jenns soles he really tickled her now.
Jenn bursts out into loud laughter now.
“Stop,” she yelled. “OH please stop”.
Laughing loudly she started to try and get loose. Trying desperately to move her feet she flexed her feet as much as possible. The stocks however were very strong and she could hardly move.
As Iwan continued to tickle her feet fiercely with his fingers Jenn started to thrash around wildly on the stool. Trying to free her hands she flailed her head from side to side laughing loudly all the time. Jenn could not bear it. Wriggling her toes fiercely she could not stop laughing.
Iwan stroked her feet relentlessly constantly sliding his fingertips over her soles. Trailing random patterns he brushed her sensitive skin over and over. Jenn laughed and laughed begging Iwan to stop which he of course did not.
Jenn soon became out of breath and started to pant. Spluttering for air she could not stop laughing. Iwan now started to rapidly flicker his fingers up and down her soles. His fingertips lightly brushing her skin very rapidly. Jenn went hysterical with laughter. Wriggling her toes fiercely she bursts out into very loud laughter. Thrashing wildly in the stocks she tried hopelessly to get loose. Squealing and spluttering for air she was in hysterics. Iwan was relentless only giving her a few seconds to catch her breath before he continued the tickling.
This went on for quite a while. Iwan constantly sliding his fingers over Jenns soles and Jenn reduced to hysterical laughter and wildly thrashing around. Finally he stopped and Jenn was breathing deeply trying to relax after this ordeal. Her face was red her hair everywhere.
Iwan walked to the table in the corner and took some items Jenn could not make out. He returned and sat in front of her feet again. He had brought a whole set of different brushes from the table. He had two small pencil brushes, two regular paintbrushes and a large hairbrush with long metal teeth tipped in a blunt point.
He laid the paint brushes and hairbrush aside and held a pencil brush in each hand. Slowly he slides the soft tips over Jenns soles. The brushes slowly moved down trickling all over. Jenn flinched and giggled softly.
Iwan slowly brought the brushes up stroking Jenns soles lightly. Again she giggled softly.
Iwan continued to slowly slide the brushes up and down trailing random patterns all over Jenns soles. Jenn started to laugh again and begged Iwan to stop. Iwan continued the tickling by speeding up. Rapidly the brush tips were now sliding over and stroking every inch of Jenns soles.
Jenn bursts out into heavy laughter once more. Squealing with laughter Jenn vigorously wriggled her toes, flexed her feet and flailed her head from side to side.
Iwan now flicked the brushes very rapidly over her arches keeping the brush tips focussed on these spots. Jenn went hysterical. Laughing uncontrollably she squealed and spluttered for air thrashing wildly in the stocks. Iwan kept on relentlessly tickling Jenns feet like this for a long time. It was horrible for Jenn. She could not stop laughing loudly and spluttering for air. Finally Iwan stopped and laid aside the pencil brushes.
He picked up the paintbrushes next. He started to slowly caress Jenns soles again this time using the paintbrushes. The long hairs of the brushes slides slowly down her soles. Jenn laughed softly and Iwan slowly brought both brushes up.
Iwan continued to slowly slide the brushes up and down all over Jenns soles. Jenn kept on laughing softly wriggling her toes. Iwan sped up again. With a steady pace he slides the brushes up and down her soles swiftly. He brushed the long hairs of the brushes with long steady swipes trailing random patterns all over her soles.
Jenn laughed out loud now wriggling her toes more and more. As Iwan kept on brushing her feet Jenn laughed louder and louder. Soon Iwan has her panting squealing and thrashing again.
Jenn laughed and laughed spluttering for air and begged Iwan to stop. Iwan now rapidly swiped the brushes over and over up and down her soles. The rough hairs brushed over her skin scraping and tickling. Jenn could not bear it. She laughed loudly begging for mercy. At last Iwan stopped and Jenn took deep breath hair everywhere face red again.
Iwan replaced the paintbrushes with the hairbrush and moved it towards her left foot. He placed the blunt teeth on her sole just underneath her toes and slowly slides the brush down. The points scraped softly over her sole making Jenn curl up her toes and giggle.
Iwan brought the brush back up and scraped it over her sole again. She giggled once more and locked her toes tight. Iwan moved the brush over to her right foot and slides the blunt teeth down. Jenn locked her toes at once and let another giggle escape.
“Locking toes now eh?” Iwan said. “Let’s hold those back.”
Iwan moved his free hand to Jenns left foot and placed his fingers on her toes. Softly he pulled them slightly back and held them firmly in place. Jenns sole was now smooth and tight.
Iwan scraped the brush down again producing another giggle from Jenn. Iwan kept her from locking her toes and continued to scrape the brush over her sole. The blunt points slide smoothly over Jenn sole and scraped her skin gently.
Jenn started to laugh softly now as the brush went up and down her smooth sole not hindered by curled up toes. As Iwan continued Jenns laughter became louder and louder. After a while Jenn was really laughing out loudly again struggling wildly again.
Then Iwan moved his hand to her other foot and pulled her toes back again. Jenn was breathing deeply trying to resist the pull. She could however not stop Iwan pulling her toes back and her sole was tight and smooth. The brush was again scraping up and down and Jenn started to laugh again.
Iwan kept on tickling Jenns feet like this for a while. The brush was slowly and steadily swept up and down over her soles. Iwan alternated regularly between her right and left foot, his fingers pulling her toes back all the time. Jenn laughed and laughed as the blunt points kept on gently scraping her smooth skin. Soon she was panting and spluttering for air again bursts of laughter exploding out regularly. When Iwan finally stopped she was breathing deeply red in the face.
Iwan walked to the table again and returned holding thin strings and two metal hooks that could be screwed in somewhere. The hooks were tightly screwed on top of the stocks above Jenns feet. He looped the end of the strings over her big toes and pulled the strings back pulling her toes back as well. Then the strings were tied to the hooks. Jenns feet were now held tightly in the same position as before only Iwan now had both hands free.
“This will hold those toes nice and still,” he said grinning.
Slowly he stroked Jenns soles with his index fingers trailing them down her smooth skin. Jenn tried to wriggle her toes but was stopped by the strings and she let out a sharp giggle.
Iwan then flicked his fingertips all over her soles sliding rapidly over and over brushing up and down. Unable to move her feet at all now Jenn bursts out in heavy laughter. Squealing in laughter she trashed about wildly spluttering and panting.
Iwan continued to run his fingers all over her soles brushing over her soft skin relentlessly. Jenn went hysterical laughing loudly, taking deep breath and exhaling in loud squeals of laughter.
Iwan tickled her for a long time constantly trailing his fingers randomly all over her soles. With her toes tied Jenn could do nothing to avoid Iwans fingers. Jenns face was red her hair flew everywhere as she violently shook her head from side to side and tears rolled down her cheeks. Finally Iwan stopped and Jenn tried to catch her breath.
Iwan picked up the pencil brushes again and started to flick the tips over her soles steadily sliding them up and down. He constantly trailed random patterns all over her soles. Jenn bursts out in loud laughter once more begging Iwan to stop.
Squealing once more she shook her head wildly from side to side desperately trying to get loose or at least move her toes. Iwan kept on painting her soles smoothly stroking and sweeping the brushes over and over.
Jenn could only laugh, splutter and pant heavily. She tried to beg but no words could be formed just laughter escaped.
Iwan now moved the brushes towards her toes and brushed the tips of her big toes rapidly flicking the tips of the brushes over and over. Jenn giggled loudly and spluttered for air. Iwan swept the brushes all over her toes. He carefully flicked the brushes over every inch of each toe.
The brushes slides over the tips and bases and prodded between toes. Jenn giggled and spluttered the whole time not being able to move her toes much. Eventually Jenn started to laugh out loud again as Iwan kept on brushing over her toes.
She still tried to move her toes but it was hopeless. Iwan continued to sweep the brushes along her toes, up and down trailing the tiny hairs over tips and bases. Jenn was now squealing with laughter as the brushes kept on stroking sensitive skin.
After teasing her toes for quite a while Iwan moved back to her soles and started to slowly trail the brush tips up and down. Randomly the hairs brushed all over Jenns smooth tight soles.
Jenn bursts out in heavy laughter again, squealing loudly and gasping for air. Her head flailed from side to side and she desperately tried to move her feet and toes. She was in agony laughing loudly, spluttering for air as Iwan kept on sweeping the brushes over and over her soles. It seemed ages to Jenn but finally Iwan stopped. She was breathing heavily trying to catch her breath.
Jenn watched in horror how Iwan replaced his pencil brushes with the two regular brushes.
“No, please stop tickling me,” she begged but Iwan moved the brushes to her feet and started to brush her ticklish soles again.
With slow and steady strokes Iwan swept the brushes up and down randomly trailing all over. Jenn started to laugh loudly straight away. Iwan kept on using the big brushes to steadily brush up and down constantly stroking her soles. Jenn could not stand it and laughed very loudly and tried everything to get loose.
Her restraints were however to strong and she was at the mercy of Iwans brushes. To Jenn time crept by while her feet were being tickled mercilessly. She laughed, spluttered, gasped and squealed constantly trashing around as much as her bonds let her. At last Iwan stopped again and Jenn could have a small break. Panting heavily she gasps for air.
Iwan picked up the hairbrush again and moved it towards her left foot. He placed the blunt teeth on her stretched sole just under her toes. Slowly he dragged the brush down gently scraping over her soft smooth skin. Jenn tried not to laugh and pressed her lips tight whimpering softly.
Iwan repeated the motion again gently scraping the brush over her left sole. Jenn closed her eyes and pressed her lips tighter whimpering softly again.
Iwan liked her reaction and continued to slowly drag the brush down her sole. Jenn could not move her foot and toes and it became harder and harder for her not to laugh so she whimpered louder and louder.
Suddenly Iwan started to rapidly brush up and down over Jenns left sole. Jenns eyes shot open and she bursts out in loud laughter. Iwan kept on sliding the brush all over her tight smooth sole rapidly.
Jenn was soon in tears again flailing her head from side to side laughing loudly and gasping for air. She tried to beg Iwan to stop but she was laughing so loudly she could hardly form any words. After a long agonising time Iwan stopped.
Jenn was breathing heavily trying again desperately to catch her breath. Her face was red and her cheeks were damp from the tears. Iwan let her sit for a few moments admiring her beautiful feet for a while.
Then he placed the brush on her right sole again just under her toes. Iwan played the same game again by slowly dragging the brush down. Jenn hissed softly through pressed lips and closed her eyes again.
Each time Iwan dragged the brush down Jenn pressed her lips tight and whimpered softly. She was nervously waiting for the moment Iwan would start to really tickle her.
At last Iwan did what she was waiting for and rapidly moved the brush up and down over her right sole. She bursts out into loud laughter again squealing and spluttering. Not being able to move foot or toes she had to endure a long agonising time of merciless tickling again.
As before Jenn trashed around in the stocks bouncing up and down on the stool desperately trying to get lose or otherwise escape the tickling. She squealed laughed spluttered and gasped for air for another while as Iwan tickled her foot with the brush.
When he finally stopped Jenn was exhausted taking deep unsteady breath. Her face was red and damp. Iwan returned his tools to the table and returned with two big feathers.
Jenns eyes widened in horror when she saw them.
“No, please not with feathers,” she begged.
Iwan sat back down in front of her feet and moved one feather to her left foot. Slowly he trailed the tip over her tight sole from toes all the way down to her heel. Jenn giggled and hissed trying to wriggle her toes.
Iwan slowly trailed the feather tip back up over her sole again producing another giggle and hiss. He then trailed the other feather once up and down over her right sole producing more giggles and hisses. Jenn closed her eyes and braced herself.
Iwan now steadily slides both feathers up and down gently brushing her soles all over. Jenn giggled louder and louder trying very hard to wriggle her toes.
Iwan sped up gradually flicking the feathers faster and faster over Jenns soles. Jenns giggles turned into loud whimpers and eventually it is all too much.
Jenn bursts out squealing in loud laughter. This tickled by far the most and Jenn laughed louder than before.
She was laughing hysterically gasping and spluttering for air. She took deep breath and exhaled in loud long salvos of very loud laughter. Iwan kept on tormenting her soles for quite a while with the feathers constantly trailing random patterns all over. All the time Jenn could only laugh loudly she did not even try begging anymore.
Once every now and then Iwan gave her a small break and Jenn gasped for air before bursting out in loud laughter again when Iwan resumed the tickling.
Then Iwan moved the feather towards Jenns left toes and gently stroked over her big toe. Jenn let out a sharp giggle. Iwan repeated the motion and Jenn let out another sharp giggle.
He slowly trailed the tip of the feather over all her toes gently brushing over their tips. Jenn giggled loudly as the feather trailed up and down all over the tips of her toes. Steadily Iwan kept on brushing her toes like this and used the other feather to tease her right toes as well.
Jenn started to laugh softly now as it was getting harder and harder to hold in. Iwan increased speed and rapidly slides the feathers all over her toes.
He dragged the feathers along the bases and tips of her toes rapidly or flicked one toe a couple of times. Jenn started to really laugh now this really tickling and tried to wriggle her toes but the strings prevented this quite adequate.
After a while Iwan placed both feathers between each big toe and second big toe and started to wriggle and twirl the feathers round. Jenn giggled and spluttered loudly. Iwan prodded and twirled the feather between her toes making Jenn giggle and splutter quite uncontrollably. Iwan kept on doing this for a while enjoying the giggles and splutters.
“I think tickling your soles was the most fun,” he suddenly said and immediately slides and stroked the feather furiously up and down her soles again.
Jenn bursts out in loud laughter once again. Iwan tickled her soles for quite a long time again and Jenn was again exhaling in loud salvos of pure hysterical laughter.
Finally Iwan stopped and Jenn was exhausted breathing unsteady face red and wet from tears.
Iwan looked at Jenns feet and said, “Just one more thing I want to do.”
Jenn watched nervously as he sat down in front of her feet again. He moved his face really close and slowly licked her right sole from heel to toes.
Jenn giggled and yelped, “That’s disgusting”.
Iwan however licked her left sole letting his tongue slide all the way from heel to toes and Jenn giggled again. Iwan kept on licking her soles scraping his tongue randomly all over making her giggle each time. Iwan enjoyed this very much and let his tongue explore every inch of Jenns soles.
He then licked her big toes and started to nibble and suck them a bit. Jenn giggled and hissed not quite sure what to think. Iwan licked her other toes as well sucking and nibbling each one for quite a while clearly enjoying it. Finally he kissed each toe once and then began to untie the strings.
Jenn was released from the stocks and she put her socks and shoes back on. She was tired and relieved her ordeal was over. She also thought twice about arguing with guests or supervisors
The End
Hope you like it
BTW I just started a yahoo group with tickle and torture stories. This one is in there to with some more. And lots more to come. When I have time to write them on the PC
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/taragohn/?yguid=417554106
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