BlackJack008
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Trust me I've reviewed the rules and judging by them, and amending my story, it's legal. Promise. 😉
Kim Possible was experienced. She could handle this. Four years as the world's top teenage...er...adult spy'll do that to you. She still wasnt' accustomed to being 18. She was very comfortable with the fact that other than being a few years older she hadn't changed at all. She wasn't comfortable with the fact that she was bound tightly to a chair, with nothing but black underwear on. Her sexy little red toenailed feet were propped up on the lap of a man in a black suit. Two more men stood nearby. One hovering over her small breasts, trying to peek past her cleavage in her bra. The other staring at her soles. "So guys, what do you plan to do to me? And why the weird set up? When did the bad guys start removing clothing?" The man by her breasts slapped her, "Silence, we ask the questions. Who are you working for Kim Possible?" She looked at him angrilly, not believing she had just been slapped. "Not telling you." He smiled, "I figured as such, and now we must interrogate you. Pity really...for you. It's a pleasure for us." She looked confused. Suddenly she felt it. All at once. The two men by her feet dug their fingers into her soles. Her most ticklish spot!!! The redheaded teenage...err...adult spy went ballistic. "HahahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhehehehstophahaha" "Who are you working for?" The man beside her asked again. "Nothahahatehehehelling!" "Fine then Ms. Possible, my turn." As the two men resumed their assualt on her perfect peds he removed a feather from his pocket and began running circles with it on her cleavage. The combination of the foot and breast tickling drove Kim Possible mad, but she still refused to budge. Tearing at her bonds and struggling like a mad woman she screamed "HAHAHA I'll Nehaahahahahahanver let you heeeheheeeeheee know aneeeeeeehahahathing!!!" The men by her feet started with a new tactic. Each taking one of her feet they began licking and sucking on them. Their tongues lapped at her soles and gently sucked her toes. The man by her breasts started with all ten fingers on her. She lost it. "Hahaha, noooooo, fine I'll tell you. I'm working for..." The men ignored her answer and kept up the tickling. The raking of her feet and breasts continued for hours. Kim's toes wriggled like lightspeed as her high pitched little girl laugh eventually caused her to lose her voice. As her torment reached its peak, she peed, and then fainted. One of the suited men smiled. "Mission Kim Possible accomplished."
Kim Possible was experienced. She could handle this. Four years as the world's top teenage...er...adult spy'll do that to you. She still wasnt' accustomed to being 18. She was very comfortable with the fact that other than being a few years older she hadn't changed at all. She wasn't comfortable with the fact that she was bound tightly to a chair, with nothing but black underwear on. Her sexy little red toenailed feet were propped up on the lap of a man in a black suit. Two more men stood nearby. One hovering over her small breasts, trying to peek past her cleavage in her bra. The other staring at her soles. "So guys, what do you plan to do to me? And why the weird set up? When did the bad guys start removing clothing?" The man by her breasts slapped her, "Silence, we ask the questions. Who are you working for Kim Possible?" She looked at him angrilly, not believing she had just been slapped. "Not telling you." He smiled, "I figured as such, and now we must interrogate you. Pity really...for you. It's a pleasure for us." She looked confused. Suddenly she felt it. All at once. The two men by her feet dug their fingers into her soles. Her most ticklish spot!!! The redheaded teenage...err...adult spy went ballistic. "HahahahahahAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHhehehehstophahaha" "Who are you working for?" The man beside her asked again. "Nothahahatehehehelling!" "Fine then Ms. Possible, my turn." As the two men resumed their assualt on her perfect peds he removed a feather from his pocket and began running circles with it on her cleavage. The combination of the foot and breast tickling drove Kim Possible mad, but she still refused to budge. Tearing at her bonds and struggling like a mad woman she screamed "HAHAHA I'll Nehaahahahahahanver let you heeeheheeeeheee know aneeeeeeehahahathing!!!" The men by her feet started with a new tactic. Each taking one of her feet they began licking and sucking on them. Their tongues lapped at her soles and gently sucked her toes. The man by her breasts started with all ten fingers on her. She lost it. "Hahaha, noooooo, fine I'll tell you. I'm working for..." The men ignored her answer and kept up the tickling. The raking of her feet and breasts continued for hours. Kim's toes wriggled like lightspeed as her high pitched little girl laugh eventually caused her to lose her voice. As her torment reached its peak, she peed, and then fainted. One of the suited men smiled. "Mission Kim Possible accomplished."
