Ticklelover123
TMF Regular
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- Aug 29, 2008
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Mew struggled, laughing hysterically as 2 feathers were brushing against her large soles. Her arms were tied behind her back against her own will to free them. Who would do this to her when she let her guard down? She didn't know but she swore to herself she will get revenge, as the feathers darted between her soft pillow-like toes. Her two big toes were restrained by small blue cuffs , making wiggling and paddling and curling her toes around close to useless. Deep down Mew was enjoying every second of this torture but as time went on, she felt her consciousness slowly leaving her. tears were running down her eyes by the pint and her body began to sweat. The one who locked her ankles in these stocks had massaged her feet so she would be calm, unaware of her surroundings. That massage had stimulated her mega-sensitive nerve endings on her soles, so that one little feathery touch would make her scream for mercy...