SSaiyenJim1
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Hey guys. Figured I might try my hand at writing a story. This is a bit more for the foot enthusiasts out there. There's a good bit of tickling in there and some foot worship towards the end. Anywho, seeing as this is a first time venture I'm curious as to what you guys think, so feedback is welcomed.
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Darcy came racing in her front door. She couldn’t believe how late it had already gotten. She had a meeting with some clients at the end of the day, which of course ran late. Meetings always run late when you have somewhere else to be. Henry was out at the bar to watch the game with some friends tonight, so she was having Lisa over for an old school movie night. Darcy was excited for a few reasons. First, being that she hasn’t seen Lisa in a while. The second, she was finally going to get to see Lisa’s feet.
Darcy wasn’t a lesbian or anything. The idea of kissing another woman or certainly anything beyond that didn’t appeal to her, but she did have a foot fetish. And since men don’t have very attractive feet, that leaves women. Over the years she has been able to catch a glimpse of all her friends feet and in a few cases, play with them a bit, but Lisa has always been very secretive about her feet. In all the years they’ve known each other, nothing, nada. That’s ok though. Tonight Darcy had a surprise.
Of course with the meeting running over it certainly didn’t leave her a lot of time. At least she had time to grab a bite with her clients, so she didn’t need to worry about food. Darcy tossed some popcorn in the micro-wave and dashed upstairs. She stopped in the bathroom to look in the mirror. Her short red hair was still looking pretty good. The hair fell down to just above her neck and the tips were still curled up slightly from this morning. She ran a comb through it real quick just to smooth it out. Lisa was going to be here any minute, she wasn’t going to have time to change. She quickly pulled off the blouse she was wearing and pulled on her Drexel University sweat shirt.
The door bell rang. Crap, there’s Lisa. Darcy looked in the bathroom mirror once more as she dashed back down the hall. She was still wearing her black dress pants and Doc Martins from work, but it wasn’t really a bad combination. At least, not for a relaxing night on the couch.
Darcy swung open the door and there was Lisa. Lisa was almost a foot taller than Darcy, checking in at about six foot; Darcy on an inch or two over five. Lisa’s raven black hair fell down past her shoulders, perfectly straight. She was wearing a plain white shirt and jeans, with her white sneakers on.
“Hey Darc, long time no see” Lisa exclaimed, giving Darcy a hug.
“No kidding! How have you been?” Darcy asked.
“Oh my God, so busy. I feel like all I do is work. They tell you teaching will be like that, but I don’t think anyone really wraps their head around the gravity of it until they’re knee deep in lesson plans and papers to grade. That’s why I’m so excited to kick back and relax tonight. So please direct me to the couch.” Darcy took Lisa’s bag and placed it in the living room.
“Hey, before we start the movie though, you just have to come upstairs and see the necklace that Henry got me”, Darcy said.
“Oh, you were telling me about that earlier. I definitely have to see it.” Lisa replied.
The girls ran upstairs to the bedroom. Darcy rummaged around through a few things on the desk before she came upon the small jewelry box.
“Ah, here it is”
Darcy pulled the necklace out, letting the stone fall to the end of the chain. Slowly, Darcy began swinging the necklace from side to side, holding it up for Lisa to see.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Darcy asked.
“It’s kind of hard to see with you swinging it back and forth like that. Why can’t you just hold it still?” Lisa replied, trying to follow the stone with her eyes.
“Because, you have to see the way the light refracts off the stone to get the full appreciation of how gorgeous it really is.”
Darcy kept the stone moving back and forth at an even pace as Lisa gazed on trying to take in its beauty. Darcy watched Lisa with great interest as her eyes began to slowly glaze over.
After a minute, Darcy sighed, “It’s so beautiful. You can’t take your eyes off of it, can you?”
Lisa’s face scrunched up slightly as if she was struggling, “I… I can’t take my eyes off of it.”
“Watch as the stone glides back and forth, back and forth”, Darcy continued in a soothing voice, “Watch how the light glistens off of the stone, beckoning you, drawing you in.”
Lisa’s eyes glided from side to side, never loosing sight of the stone. Her eyes were completely glazed over now and her mouth had fallen slightly open.
“Your whole world melts away as you watch the stone. The stone is all you see and all you hear is the sound of my voice. The stone is so captivating, so beautiful. You are drawn more and more to it and deeper and deeper into it. You can feel your will melting away and you can’t help but lose yourself to the stone.”
“I lose myself” Lisa repeats softly.
“And as the last drop of your will fades away, you give yourself over to the soothing sound of my voice”
“I give myself to you” Lisa whisps.
“Great!” Darcy exclaimed, whipping the necklace back up into her hand. She skipped across the room and returned it to its rightful place in its box. Lisa remained where she was standing, completely motionless, her blank gaze staring ahead at nothing, her mouth still slightly ajar. Darcy came back and stood directly in front of her. A huge smile spread across her face, beaming at her accomplishment.
“Now Lisa, you belong to me and you will obey every word I say. Right now you are in a deep trance, completely unaware of what is going on around you. The only thing you know is my voice and nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, can wake you from this trance, until I say so. Got it?”
A soft yes slipped through Lisa’s lips. Darcy grabbed both of Lisa’s shoulders and shook her violently for a few seconds. Upon release, Lisa’s head rolled back to its forward facing position, completely unphased by the shaking. Darcy delivered a sharp slap across Lisa’s face and again nothing.
Darcy grinned, “Fantastic”
Grasping both of Lisa’s shoulders again, Darcy turned her slightly and shoved her backwards over the side of the bed. Lisa flopped back, falling across the bed like a rag doll. Darcy grabbed both off her legs and pulled them around to the front of the bed so that her ankles were hanging off. Darcy sat down Indian style on the floor at the end of the bed, staring at the soles of Lisa’s sneakers.
Shaking her head and laughing to herself, Darcy let out, “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this. I figured in all the years we’ve known each other you would at least once wear flip flops or go barefoot at the beach, or at a sleep over or, Christ, I dunno, something. But apparently not, and now I’m reduced to hypnosis just to catch a glimpse of your feet. I hope they’re worth it Lisa.”
With that Darcy reached out and grabbed the end of the shoe string on Lisa’s right sneaker and pulled it out until it popped. She then proceeded to do the same with the string on the left. She pauses for a second and draws in a deep breath, her heart is racing, blood pounding in her ears. She grabs the bottoms of both shoes and slowly pulls them from Lisa’s feet. Darcy stares are the socked feet before her, still holding the sneakers in her hands. Lisa’s feet are fairly large. Darcy glances down at one of the shoes in her hands; size 10 to be exact. They were long, but not particularly wide. The outlines of her toes implied that they were fairly long as well.
Dropping both shoes with a thud, Darcy leans in closing her eyes and breathes in deep. Her breath stammers as she exhales. They don’t smell bad at all, in fact, they have almost a sweet scent to them. Strawberries? Does Lisa secretly take good care of her feet? If so, why wouldn’t she show them off? Only one way to find out.
Biting her bottom lip Darcy begins inching Lisa’s right sock down from her ankle and around her heel. Her heel is perfect. It looks so soft and so smooth. Darcy continues making her way up the sole with the sock. Every inch was silky smooth. Darcy couldn’t help, but lick her lips as her mouth was already beginning to water. She pulled the last bit of the sock away, revealing Lisa’s toes. They were fairly long in length, but each one was round and perfectly shaped. The big toe was so big, just begging to be sucked. Surprisingly, each of Lisa’s toes were almost all the same length, each one not much shorter, if at all from the one next to it. Darcy mouthed a silent wow, before tearing Lisa’s other sock off.
“I can’t believe this is what you’ve been keeping from me all this time”, Darcy said looking around the two feet in front of her to Lisa’s empty gaze. Darcy grabbed both of Lisa’s ankles and pushed her face into both soles. After nuzzling against them for a second Darcy ran her tongue up the length of Lisa’s sole, then she stopped.
“You know what? Not like this. I’ve waited for this for so long and now, since I have you hypnotized, might as well have a little fun, right? Lisa, I want you to stand up, gather your shoes and socks, then go downstairs, we’re going to watch the movie.”
“Yes” Lisa let out as she slowly began to rise from the bed to gather her things. Her movements were slow and sloppy, almost zombie like. Darcy headed downstairs ahead of her to put in the movie and get the popcorn.
Moments later, when the movie was running and Lisa had found her way to the couch Darcy continued her instructions. “As I said before, you are completely unaware of what happens in your trance, so when I snap you out of it, you will have no memory of what happened upstairs past actually seeing the necklace. You will think we came back down here and began watching the movie. You won’t realize that you’re barefoot at first, but after a few minutes you will. When you go to put your socks back on, it will be like you’re seeing your feet for the first time. They are beautiful, you just never realized it before. You will find yourself captivated by your feet and ultimately come to realize that you have an interest in female feet. In fact, you have a foot fetish. You love to have your feet worshiped. You also want to see other girls feet and worship them as well. In particularly, you want to see mine. And whenever I say the phrase “Lisa go night night” you will return to this trance. Do you understand?”
“Yes” Lisa responded.
“Goody”, Darcy exclaimed, “Then when I snap my fingers you will come out of the trance and we will be watching the movie.”
Darcy snapped her fingers and Lisa’s head immediately perked up and both girls sat there silently watching the opening scene of Titanic.
“You know”, Lisa began, “I really feel like people were too harsh on this film. I mean, its got a terrific love story, the rest of the film around that was also entertaining. Jack’s a solid male lead that I would think would be interesting enough for guys to enjoy.
“Lisa”, Darcy interrupted, “This is widely considered one of the greatest films of all time”
“I know, I know. I just feel like every one I talk to about it is always talking down it. It’s only ok, its too long, its stupid, “Lisa continued in a mocking voice, “This is a great movie.”
Darcy laughed, “It is”
Lisa continued to watch as she lowered her arm down to her side, resting her hand on her foot that she had tucked under her. Her eyes grew wide and she looked down in utter shock.
“Why am I bare foot?” she exclaimed.
“What?”, Darcy asked, not even looking away from the movie, “I don’t know, you took your shoes off. What does it matter?”
“It’s just… I don’t…”, Lisa stammered, “My feet are cold, I’m going to put my socks back on.” She snatched her socks up off of the floor and raised her left foot up onto the couch. She was about to slide the sock over her toes when she stopped. Lisa stared at her bare foot for a second. She had never really noticed before, but she had really nice feet. Sure, they were a little big, but quality over quantity, right? She wiggled her toes, observing how nicely shaped they were. They were even perfectly straight for as long as they were. She ran her fingers down her sole and around her heel. So soft. Lisa decided to keep her socks off.
Lisa tried to return herself to the movie before her, but found her thoughts constantly drifting back to her feet. How had she never noticed how beautiful her feet were? Probably because she spent all these years keeping them covered up because she thought they were so big and gangly. I wonder if other girl’s feet are as nice as mine, Lisa thought to herself. Her eyes slowly drifted to her side, staring at Darcy’s shoes. Darcy glanced over at Lisa and Lisa immediately snapped her gaze back to the screen.
“Yea, I really do love this movie”, Lisa spattered out, awkwardly. Darcy laughed. All Lisa could think about now was seeing Darcy’s feet. But how? Its not like she can just reach over and pull her shoes off. Could she? That would be kind of weird.
“You know, on second thought, I think I’m a lot more comfortable leaving my feet footloose and fancy free. It really feels nice and relaxing after a long day. Don’t you agree?” Lisa asked, trying to steer the conversation to feet.
“Yea, I guess” Darcy returned. She wasn’t going to make this easy for Lisa. Not after all the years of frustration, she had to suffer through. Lisa was going to have to work for it.
Still trying to jump-start the conversation, Lisa stretched her legs out in front of her, flexing her feet and wiggling her toes. Keeping her head forward, Lisa watched Darcy out of the corner of her eye. Darcy stopped watching the movie and began to stare at Lisa’s feet. Perfect.
“You know, I always thought I had pretty ugly feet because they are so big and my toes are kinda long. I don’t know though. Lately, they’ve been growing on me and I’m starting to think they’re not so bad.” Lisa continued. She swung one leg up, placing her foot in her hand, the sole facing Darcy. Scrunching her toes, then spreading them, “What do you think?”
Darcy stared at Lisa’s sole, “I think you have really nice feet. They look so soft.”
Lisa laughed, “Probably because I’ve kept them wrapped up in shoes and socks for so long. What about your feet?”
Darcy drummed her fingers on the sole of her shoes, “I actually really like my feet. I get pedicures pretty regularly to keep them nice. My toes aren’t as long as yours, nor are they all the same length, but I think the way each toe is a little shorter than the next makes them look damn sexy in heels.”
Lisa was staring intently at Darcy’s shoes now, “Wow, can I see them?”
Darcy made a slightly disgusted look, “I don’t know, I’ve been on my feet all day. I’m sure they’re not nice.”
“Oh right, of course”, Lisa frowned, in frustration, “Hey, I brought some vodka, I’m going to go make a martini, you want one?”
“That would be great, thanks!” Lisa trotted off to the kitchen. Darcy smiled to herself, she was really enjoying putting Lisa through the ringer. Perhaps the next time she brings it up, she’ll let the evening proceed. After all, she was itching to get her hands on Lisa’s feet herself.
Lisa was really frustrated as she began rummaging through her bag for the vodka and shaker. This wasn’t going well. How was she going to get Darcy to take her shoes off now? That was the golden opportunity and Darcy shot her down. How weird would it be to sit down and just pull her feet into my lap and tug her shoes off, Lisa wondered. It really would be pretty freakin’ weird, but we’ve been friends for so long, I’m sure it wouldn’t be too much of a thing.
Lisa just about had the drinks together, when she realized she forgot sugar. A little unorthodox, yes, but she liked a little dash of sugar in her drink to take off a bit of the edge. No biggie, Darcy will have sugar. Lisa opened the cabinet next to the fridge and began looking around. This was all medicine though. She was about to close the door when something caught her eye. Sleeping pills. A smile ran across her face as she grabbed the bottle. She shook two out into her hand and dropped them into the shaker with Darcy’s martini. She shook it for a minute then poured it into the glass. The pills had completely dissolved. This was probably weirder than just pulling off her shoes, but this will be a lot more fun.
Lisa came bouncing back into the room, “Here you go, enjoy!”
“Thank you kindly”, Darcy said, taking a sip of her drink.
Lisa settled back down on the couch, turning her attention to the movie, “We’ll have to drink these quickly so we can get another. Make up for lost time.”
“Haha, amen to that”, Darcy raised her glass and took a big swig. Lisa did the same. Minutes passed as both girls continued watching the movie, enjoying their drinks. Darcy glanced over at Lisa, who appeared perfectly content. What the hell happened, Darcy wondered. One minute, she’s yammering on about her feet and trying to get Darcy to remove her own shoes and now she seems to have completely dropped it. Lisa looked over at Darcy and smiled. She then threw back the last bit of her martini and slammed the glass down on the coffee table in front of them.
“All done! Now what’s your excuse?” Lisa’s gaze returned to Darcy, eyebrows raised almost accusingly. Ah, she must be trying to get me drunk, Darcy thought to herself. She smiled, that’s perfectly fine and with that she gulped down the rest of her martini, placing the glass next to Lisa’s.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve been waiting on you”
Lisa chuckled, “riiiiight”. She grabbed the glasses off the table and hopped up, heading towards the kitchen. Darcy let out a big yawn.
Lisa spun around, pointing at Darcy as she continued walking backwards, “Aww, now don’t go getting tired on me now. The night is still young.”
“Hey, you don’t have to worry about me. You just worry about yourself!” Darcy retorted, followed by another big yawn. Her eyes were growing awfully tired. Lisa laughed and disappeared into the kitchen. Darcy rubbed her eyes. What was wrong with her? Suddenly she was exhausted. She slapped herself across the cheek, shaking her head, trying to stay with it. Maybe if she just closed her eyes for a second, while Lisa gets another round of drinks. Darcy leaned her head back against the couch, letting her drowsiness over take her and within seconds she was out.
“Alrighty, here comes round number two,” Lisa exclaimed as she rounded the corner back into the room. She smiled at the sight of Darcy passed out on the couch. Her head was flopped back, her mouth hanging open, snoring slightly. She was out. Lisa set the drinks down on the table. Ok, now what? She needs to be secured, so she doesn’t ruin all the fun if she wakes up. Lisa headed out into the garage to take a look around for something she could use. There was a roll of duct tape hanging on a nail by Henry’s work bench. Perfect. Grabbing the tape Lisa returned to the room.
Pulling her legs up onto the couch, Lisa wrapped Darcy’s ankles tightly in tape, just above the cuffs of her pants. Then Lisa wrapped just above her knees. Gently rolling Darcy over onto her front, Lisa pulled both wrists behind her back, taping them together with a generous amount of tape. Don’t want her getting lose after all. Lastly, Lisa wrapped some tape around Darcy’s midsection pinning her elbows to her sides, for a little added protection. Standing back to admire her handy work, Lisa beamed with pride. Lisa rolled Darcy back onto her back again and brushed the fallen strands of hair out of her face. Pulling off an extra piece of duct tape, Lisa placed it over Darcy’s mouth. No one wants to listen to her complaining after all.
Lisa began to slide herself onto the couch, pulling Darcy’s legs on top of her so that her shoes were in her face. Stretching her own legs out she began to massage Darcy’s face with her toes.
“Darcy! Hey, come on! Wake up!” Lisa shouted. Darcy began to stir slightly. Lisa gave her a light smack on the side of the face with her foot. Darcy tried to move slightly, but to no avail. With that her eyes shot open.
“mm mm mmphf!” Darcy tried to muster something through the tape. She looked so confused and panicked. Lisa wrapped her legs around Darcy’s torso as she began to buck and grabbed hold of her legs with her arms.
“Hey hey hey, calm down”, Lisa insisted, “You’re alright. Everything’s fine.”
Darcy began to calm down slightly. She stared at Lisa with a look of confusion, shaking her head slightly as if to say, “What are you doing?”
Lisa began to untie Darcy’s shoes while she spoke, “See, here is what happened. I really wanted to see your feet. I know you wear flip flops and heels a lot, but to be perfectly honest, I’ve never really taken much notice. Then tonight, the one time I actually want to see them, you shoot me down.” Lisa was now pulling off Darcy’s docs, “I was thinking of just pulling your shoes off, cause how upset could you really get? But when I saw those sleeping pills in your kitchen cabinet, I saw a viable solution and figured it would be a bit of fun too, right?”
Darcy couldn’t believe this was happening. All she could do was lie there and watch Lisa as she removed her shoes. Lisa smirked at her as she dropped Darcy’s shoes to the floor. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go down. Sure, Darcy wanted Lisa to play with her feet a bit, but really, this was supposed to be Darcy finally getting her hands on Lisa’s feet. And now here I lay completely bound and helpless, Darcy sighed to herself.
Lisa leaned forward, taking a whiff of Darcy’s feet. “You know Darc, for having been on your feet and in shoes all day, your feet really don’t smell at all. In fact, they’re kind of intoxicating”, Lisa put her nose up to the base of her socked toes and drew in a deep breath, letting out a relaxing sigh as she exhaled.
Not fair! Darcy tried to pull her legs back again, but Lisa grabbed them and held them in place. This isn’t fair. This was supposed to be her night and Lisa was stealing it from her. It was her that was supposed to be enjoying Lisa’s feet. Darcy bucked again and Lisa held her tight.
“Hey, chill out and watch the movie. I made you another drink, no sleeping pills this time, I promise. If you’re good, I’ll pour some in your mouth for you”
Darcy huffed, glaring hard at Lisa.
“Don’t worry about it”, Lisa said, returning her attention to the socked feet in front of her. Lisa ran her finger down Darcy’s left sole.
“Hmmph!” Darcy let out, once again bucking to no avail.
“Aww, is little our little Darcy ticklish?” Lisa smiled menacingly at her. Darcy’s eyes grew wide. Oh no, oh no no no no no. She shook her head at Lisa, as Lisa began to wrap her legs tightly around Darcy, still smiling that evil smile. How the hell did this go so wrong? Lisa’s fingers began racing up and down her soles. Darcy’s muffled screams fell on deaf ears as she tried to thrash free, getting nowhere. Between all the tape and Lisa’s legs, Darcy had no room to budge.
Darcy flicked her feet back and forth and side to side, but that didn’t really help either. Lisa’s fingers were everywhere. This was hell, the tickling was maddening, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t scream, she could only lay there and take it. She couldn’t even put Lisa back in the trance and reclaim control of the situation because of the tape over her mouth. Tears were streaming down Darcy’s face and her lungs were beginning to ache from all the laughing. She never could have seen things going this wrong.
Lisa stopped for a second, looking up at Darcy. Her face was beat red, sweat and tears glistening down her face. Her hair was a mess.
“You know…, “Lisa began tugging at the toes of Darcy’s socks, “I bet your feet are even more sensitive without these pesky socks in the way.”
Scrunching her toes was all Darcy could do to try and keep her socks on and that did little good. She watched on in horror as her socks slid off exposing her bare soles. Darcy flexed her feet and stretched her toes. At least the cool air felt good against her exposed feet, since every other ounce of her body was soaked in sweat.
Lisa was mesmerized by what she saw. Darcy wasn’t kidding, her feet were gorgeous. The pedicures paid off, her feet were flawless and the purple on the toes, looked delicious. Darcy’s second toe was a tad longer than her big toe, but each toe after that was a bit shorter than the one before. They appeared to be about a size seven, Lisa could check Darcy’s sneaker, but didn’t want to break away to do it. Her feet were wider than Lisa’s and her toes were just a little over half as long.
Darcy looked on as Lisa studied her foot. Lisa ran her fingers over her feet, but not in a ticklish fashion, in fact it was almost a loving touch. Perhaps the worst was over, Darcy thought as she watched Lisa lick her lips. Then Lisa’s eyes lifted up and met her own.
“Oh, I didn’t forget about you, “and with that Lisa’s fingers began their assault all over again. Darcy thrashed even more violently than before, doing everything in her power to try and break free from Lisa’s grasp. Darcy couldn’t believe how sensitive her feet had become after being trapped in her shoes all day. Then again, when was the last time she had her feet tickled like this? Probably forever ago by her brothers when she was a kid.
Lisa couldn’t believe how violently Darcy was reacting either. She had to lock her ankles together just to keep her legs wrapped around Darcy. Plus, she was only able to tickle with one hand because she needed her whole other arm to maintain a grip on her legs. This was a blast. Who knew tickling could be so much fun. Lisa loved watching Darcy flail about and even more she loved watching her beautiful feet twitching about in front of her eyes from the onslaught.
Darcy thought that she couldn’t possibly be in any more of a personal hell than she was before, but this was definitely it. With the tape over her mouth she could barely catch her breath, if this continued she’d probably black out from lack of oxygen. Not to mention how exhausted her body was becoming. All her thrashing about was getting her nowhere and now she had very little left to give. She could hardly even think straight, all she wanted to do was scream.
Why was Lisa tickling her anyway, Darcy gave her a foot fetish, not a tickle fetish. Lisa probably was just enjoying torturing Darcy in her helpless state. At least if Lisa was sucking on her toes, she would be able to enjoy it. Darcy tried to fight against the tickling and the exhaustion to open her eyes for just a second. Lisa had a huge smile on her face, laughing along with Darcy’s own muffled laughter. Darcy’s feet were resting on Lisa’s chest about a foot and a half from her face. Lisa was too engrossed in what she was doing. This wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
With a renewed vigor, Darcy braced herself as best she could and began thrusting her way down the couch towards Lisa. With such little strength left she wasn’t even sure if she was moving anywhere. All her muscles ached, her lungs were on absolute fire, she could barely breath and her head was spinning in circles. With one last push, Darcy collapsed unable to move anymore.
Somewhere, she heard Lisa laugh, “Aww, widdle Dawcy all tuckahed out? That’s ok, I can continue without you.” Once again, Lisa attacked Darcy’s soles with both hands, no longer needing one to hold her down. Darcy couldn’t even manage to move her feet, to try and swat Lisa’s hands away, she just laid there, her body rocking with laughter, and the feeling had gone from both of her arms underneath her. Her soles were tingling from constant scrambling of Lisa’s fingers. There was something else too, a warm breeze bathing her soles. Was it Lisa’s breath? Did Darcy make it? Darcy struggled to reach out with her toes, pointing them forward, until they brushed against something.
When Darcy’s toes came to rest against Lisa’s cheek, Lisa felt a wave of warmth rush through her body. As the warmth overtook her, she began to slow her assault on Darcy’s feet. With that, Darcy’s other foot came forward, her toes coming to a rest against Lisa’s lips. Darcy pushed her toes gently against Lisa’s lips and they parted letting Darcy’s toes into Lisa’s mouth.
Lisa couldn’t take it anymore, she sat up a bit, grabbing Darcy’s ankle and fully drawing Darcy’s toes into her mouth. Darcy breathed a small sigh of relief. At least, the tickling had stopped and this felt really nice. Her aching body could finally rest and she began to catch her breath.
Lisa, in the meantime, was busy snaking her tongue between Darcy’s toes. Taking Darcy’s toes into her mouth, one at a time, Lisa sucked long and deep on each. This was heaven, how had she missed this all these years. All these years, of sleepovers and girls night outs that she could have been taking advantage of and she missed it. That’s ok, now she knows. Lisa ran her tongue up Darcy’s sole, savoring its sweet taste.
Lisa looked briefly down at Darcy. Her face remained beat red, her breathing still heavy. There appeared to be tiny white traces of salt on her face from the now drying tears. Lisa wasn’t even sure if she was conscious at this point. Continuing to lick all the sweat from Darcy’s foot, that’s when Lisa heard it, a tiny whimper of a moan.
Lisa looked back down at Darcy, “Still with me, Darcy?”
Darcy let out a quiet, “mmph” followed by another little moan as Lisa drug her tongue up her sole again.
“You’re enjoying this, huh? Well, no sense in me having all the fun” Lisa brought her foot up to Darcy’s face, grabbing an edge of the tape that had come up from all the moisture between her toes and tugged it off Darcy’s mouth. Darcy gasped for air, but Lisa didn’t allow her much time before shoving her toes into Darcy’s mouth. Darcy almost gagged. Lisa’s toes were so long they were practically tickling the back of her throat. Never the less Darcy swirled her tongue around Lisa’s toes and began to suck on them.
Lisa had returned her attention to Darcy’s bound feet, “Mmmm, I could just eat these cute soles up!” Lisa began softly nibbling up the sides of Darcy’s soles. Lisa traced across the base of Darcy’s toes with her tongue before taking both of Darcy’s big toes into her mouth.
Darcy’s mouth was starting to get a bit sore with all of Lisa’s toes wedged into her mouth, but at least this was a good pain, pain with a purpose. Darcy did her best to weave her tongue in between Lisa’s toes in the tight space she had to work with. Her toes really did taste like strawberries.
“Hey, stick out your tongue for me” Lisa asked, pulling her toes from Darcy’s mouth and holding out her sole. Darcy stuck out her tongue and Lisa ran her sole, heel to toe down Darcy’s tongue. Lisa let out a little moan of her own. As she continued running her sole across Darcy’s tongue, she began to do the same for Darcy’s feet.
Darcy’s soles no longer had the sweet taste of sweat to them, Lisa had long since licked it all away, but still Lisa just could not get enough. The soft skin of Darcy’s foot just felt so good sliding against her tongue, she couldn’t get enough. And from the sounds coming from Darcy, Lisa suspected that she felt the same way about her feet.
Darcy really wasn’t sure what to make of this. She was so turned on right now, both from worshiping Lisa’s feet and from having Lisa worship her own. Lisa was sucking feverishly on her toes again, even giving them little nips with her teeth. Darcy let out a loud moan. She couldn’t cum right now. Not like this. Not from another girl. Darcy pulled her tongue back into her mouth.
“Lisa wait, stop.” Darcy managed between moans. Lisa ignored her, shoving her toes back into Darcy’s mouth. Darcy sucked deep and hard on Lisa’s toes. She was so worked up, she couldn’t help herself. Lisa began biting her way back up Darcy’s sole again and she lost it. Darcy cried out. Her whole body seized as a massive orgasm went ripping through her.
Lisa pulled Darcy’s feet off of her face, “Damn Darc, you were more into that than I was” Darcy didn’t respond, she just lay there with her eyes closed, slowly lapping at Lisa’s toes that were still in her mouth.
“Hey, you know what?” Lisa said sinisterly, “I heard that your body is even more sensitive after an orgasm” Lisa started to gently tickle Darcy’s feet again. Darcy’s body jerked and Lisa laughed out loud.
“Lisa?” Darcy tried to get out, but it was barely audible.
“What’s that, Darc?” Lisa leaned forward a bit, in order to hear better.
“Lisa go night night”, Darcy whispered.
-------------------------------------------
Darcy came racing in her front door. She couldn’t believe how late it had already gotten. She had a meeting with some clients at the end of the day, which of course ran late. Meetings always run late when you have somewhere else to be. Henry was out at the bar to watch the game with some friends tonight, so she was having Lisa over for an old school movie night. Darcy was excited for a few reasons. First, being that she hasn’t seen Lisa in a while. The second, she was finally going to get to see Lisa’s feet.
Darcy wasn’t a lesbian or anything. The idea of kissing another woman or certainly anything beyond that didn’t appeal to her, but she did have a foot fetish. And since men don’t have very attractive feet, that leaves women. Over the years she has been able to catch a glimpse of all her friends feet and in a few cases, play with them a bit, but Lisa has always been very secretive about her feet. In all the years they’ve known each other, nothing, nada. That’s ok though. Tonight Darcy had a surprise.
Of course with the meeting running over it certainly didn’t leave her a lot of time. At least she had time to grab a bite with her clients, so she didn’t need to worry about food. Darcy tossed some popcorn in the micro-wave and dashed upstairs. She stopped in the bathroom to look in the mirror. Her short red hair was still looking pretty good. The hair fell down to just above her neck and the tips were still curled up slightly from this morning. She ran a comb through it real quick just to smooth it out. Lisa was going to be here any minute, she wasn’t going to have time to change. She quickly pulled off the blouse she was wearing and pulled on her Drexel University sweat shirt.
The door bell rang. Crap, there’s Lisa. Darcy looked in the bathroom mirror once more as she dashed back down the hall. She was still wearing her black dress pants and Doc Martins from work, but it wasn’t really a bad combination. At least, not for a relaxing night on the couch.
Darcy swung open the door and there was Lisa. Lisa was almost a foot taller than Darcy, checking in at about six foot; Darcy on an inch or two over five. Lisa’s raven black hair fell down past her shoulders, perfectly straight. She was wearing a plain white shirt and jeans, with her white sneakers on.
“Hey Darc, long time no see” Lisa exclaimed, giving Darcy a hug.
“No kidding! How have you been?” Darcy asked.
“Oh my God, so busy. I feel like all I do is work. They tell you teaching will be like that, but I don’t think anyone really wraps their head around the gravity of it until they’re knee deep in lesson plans and papers to grade. That’s why I’m so excited to kick back and relax tonight. So please direct me to the couch.” Darcy took Lisa’s bag and placed it in the living room.
“Hey, before we start the movie though, you just have to come upstairs and see the necklace that Henry got me”, Darcy said.
“Oh, you were telling me about that earlier. I definitely have to see it.” Lisa replied.
The girls ran upstairs to the bedroom. Darcy rummaged around through a few things on the desk before she came upon the small jewelry box.
“Ah, here it is”
Darcy pulled the necklace out, letting the stone fall to the end of the chain. Slowly, Darcy began swinging the necklace from side to side, holding it up for Lisa to see.
“Isn’t it beautiful?” Darcy asked.
“It’s kind of hard to see with you swinging it back and forth like that. Why can’t you just hold it still?” Lisa replied, trying to follow the stone with her eyes.
“Because, you have to see the way the light refracts off the stone to get the full appreciation of how gorgeous it really is.”
Darcy kept the stone moving back and forth at an even pace as Lisa gazed on trying to take in its beauty. Darcy watched Lisa with great interest as her eyes began to slowly glaze over.
After a minute, Darcy sighed, “It’s so beautiful. You can’t take your eyes off of it, can you?”
Lisa’s face scrunched up slightly as if she was struggling, “I… I can’t take my eyes off of it.”
“Watch as the stone glides back and forth, back and forth”, Darcy continued in a soothing voice, “Watch how the light glistens off of the stone, beckoning you, drawing you in.”
Lisa’s eyes glided from side to side, never loosing sight of the stone. Her eyes were completely glazed over now and her mouth had fallen slightly open.
“Your whole world melts away as you watch the stone. The stone is all you see and all you hear is the sound of my voice. The stone is so captivating, so beautiful. You are drawn more and more to it and deeper and deeper into it. You can feel your will melting away and you can’t help but lose yourself to the stone.”
“I lose myself” Lisa repeats softly.
“And as the last drop of your will fades away, you give yourself over to the soothing sound of my voice”
“I give myself to you” Lisa whisps.
“Great!” Darcy exclaimed, whipping the necklace back up into her hand. She skipped across the room and returned it to its rightful place in its box. Lisa remained where she was standing, completely motionless, her blank gaze staring ahead at nothing, her mouth still slightly ajar. Darcy came back and stood directly in front of her. A huge smile spread across her face, beaming at her accomplishment.
“Now Lisa, you belong to me and you will obey every word I say. Right now you are in a deep trance, completely unaware of what is going on around you. The only thing you know is my voice and nothing, and I mean absolutely nothing, can wake you from this trance, until I say so. Got it?”
A soft yes slipped through Lisa’s lips. Darcy grabbed both of Lisa’s shoulders and shook her violently for a few seconds. Upon release, Lisa’s head rolled back to its forward facing position, completely unphased by the shaking. Darcy delivered a sharp slap across Lisa’s face and again nothing.
Darcy grinned, “Fantastic”
Grasping both of Lisa’s shoulders again, Darcy turned her slightly and shoved her backwards over the side of the bed. Lisa flopped back, falling across the bed like a rag doll. Darcy grabbed both off her legs and pulled them around to the front of the bed so that her ankles were hanging off. Darcy sat down Indian style on the floor at the end of the bed, staring at the soles of Lisa’s sneakers.
Shaking her head and laughing to herself, Darcy let out, “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for this. I figured in all the years we’ve known each other you would at least once wear flip flops or go barefoot at the beach, or at a sleep over or, Christ, I dunno, something. But apparently not, and now I’m reduced to hypnosis just to catch a glimpse of your feet. I hope they’re worth it Lisa.”
With that Darcy reached out and grabbed the end of the shoe string on Lisa’s right sneaker and pulled it out until it popped. She then proceeded to do the same with the string on the left. She pauses for a second and draws in a deep breath, her heart is racing, blood pounding in her ears. She grabs the bottoms of both shoes and slowly pulls them from Lisa’s feet. Darcy stares are the socked feet before her, still holding the sneakers in her hands. Lisa’s feet are fairly large. Darcy glances down at one of the shoes in her hands; size 10 to be exact. They were long, but not particularly wide. The outlines of her toes implied that they were fairly long as well.
Dropping both shoes with a thud, Darcy leans in closing her eyes and breathes in deep. Her breath stammers as she exhales. They don’t smell bad at all, in fact, they have almost a sweet scent to them. Strawberries? Does Lisa secretly take good care of her feet? If so, why wouldn’t she show them off? Only one way to find out.
Biting her bottom lip Darcy begins inching Lisa’s right sock down from her ankle and around her heel. Her heel is perfect. It looks so soft and so smooth. Darcy continues making her way up the sole with the sock. Every inch was silky smooth. Darcy couldn’t help, but lick her lips as her mouth was already beginning to water. She pulled the last bit of the sock away, revealing Lisa’s toes. They were fairly long in length, but each one was round and perfectly shaped. The big toe was so big, just begging to be sucked. Surprisingly, each of Lisa’s toes were almost all the same length, each one not much shorter, if at all from the one next to it. Darcy mouthed a silent wow, before tearing Lisa’s other sock off.
“I can’t believe this is what you’ve been keeping from me all this time”, Darcy said looking around the two feet in front of her to Lisa’s empty gaze. Darcy grabbed both of Lisa’s ankles and pushed her face into both soles. After nuzzling against them for a second Darcy ran her tongue up the length of Lisa’s sole, then she stopped.
“You know what? Not like this. I’ve waited for this for so long and now, since I have you hypnotized, might as well have a little fun, right? Lisa, I want you to stand up, gather your shoes and socks, then go downstairs, we’re going to watch the movie.”
“Yes” Lisa let out as she slowly began to rise from the bed to gather her things. Her movements were slow and sloppy, almost zombie like. Darcy headed downstairs ahead of her to put in the movie and get the popcorn.
Moments later, when the movie was running and Lisa had found her way to the couch Darcy continued her instructions. “As I said before, you are completely unaware of what happens in your trance, so when I snap you out of it, you will have no memory of what happened upstairs past actually seeing the necklace. You will think we came back down here and began watching the movie. You won’t realize that you’re barefoot at first, but after a few minutes you will. When you go to put your socks back on, it will be like you’re seeing your feet for the first time. They are beautiful, you just never realized it before. You will find yourself captivated by your feet and ultimately come to realize that you have an interest in female feet. In fact, you have a foot fetish. You love to have your feet worshiped. You also want to see other girls feet and worship them as well. In particularly, you want to see mine. And whenever I say the phrase “Lisa go night night” you will return to this trance. Do you understand?”
“Yes” Lisa responded.
“Goody”, Darcy exclaimed, “Then when I snap my fingers you will come out of the trance and we will be watching the movie.”
Darcy snapped her fingers and Lisa’s head immediately perked up and both girls sat there silently watching the opening scene of Titanic.
“You know”, Lisa began, “I really feel like people were too harsh on this film. I mean, its got a terrific love story, the rest of the film around that was also entertaining. Jack’s a solid male lead that I would think would be interesting enough for guys to enjoy.
“Lisa”, Darcy interrupted, “This is widely considered one of the greatest films of all time”
“I know, I know. I just feel like every one I talk to about it is always talking down it. It’s only ok, its too long, its stupid, “Lisa continued in a mocking voice, “This is a great movie.”
Darcy laughed, “It is”
Lisa continued to watch as she lowered her arm down to her side, resting her hand on her foot that she had tucked under her. Her eyes grew wide and she looked down in utter shock.
“Why am I bare foot?” she exclaimed.
“What?”, Darcy asked, not even looking away from the movie, “I don’t know, you took your shoes off. What does it matter?”
“It’s just… I don’t…”, Lisa stammered, “My feet are cold, I’m going to put my socks back on.” She snatched her socks up off of the floor and raised her left foot up onto the couch. She was about to slide the sock over her toes when she stopped. Lisa stared at her bare foot for a second. She had never really noticed before, but she had really nice feet. Sure, they were a little big, but quality over quantity, right? She wiggled her toes, observing how nicely shaped they were. They were even perfectly straight for as long as they were. She ran her fingers down her sole and around her heel. So soft. Lisa decided to keep her socks off.
Lisa tried to return herself to the movie before her, but found her thoughts constantly drifting back to her feet. How had she never noticed how beautiful her feet were? Probably because she spent all these years keeping them covered up because she thought they were so big and gangly. I wonder if other girl’s feet are as nice as mine, Lisa thought to herself. Her eyes slowly drifted to her side, staring at Darcy’s shoes. Darcy glanced over at Lisa and Lisa immediately snapped her gaze back to the screen.
“Yea, I really do love this movie”, Lisa spattered out, awkwardly. Darcy laughed. All Lisa could think about now was seeing Darcy’s feet. But how? Its not like she can just reach over and pull her shoes off. Could she? That would be kind of weird.
“You know, on second thought, I think I’m a lot more comfortable leaving my feet footloose and fancy free. It really feels nice and relaxing after a long day. Don’t you agree?” Lisa asked, trying to steer the conversation to feet.
“Yea, I guess” Darcy returned. She wasn’t going to make this easy for Lisa. Not after all the years of frustration, she had to suffer through. Lisa was going to have to work for it.
Still trying to jump-start the conversation, Lisa stretched her legs out in front of her, flexing her feet and wiggling her toes. Keeping her head forward, Lisa watched Darcy out of the corner of her eye. Darcy stopped watching the movie and began to stare at Lisa’s feet. Perfect.
“You know, I always thought I had pretty ugly feet because they are so big and my toes are kinda long. I don’t know though. Lately, they’ve been growing on me and I’m starting to think they’re not so bad.” Lisa continued. She swung one leg up, placing her foot in her hand, the sole facing Darcy. Scrunching her toes, then spreading them, “What do you think?”
Darcy stared at Lisa’s sole, “I think you have really nice feet. They look so soft.”
Lisa laughed, “Probably because I’ve kept them wrapped up in shoes and socks for so long. What about your feet?”
Darcy drummed her fingers on the sole of her shoes, “I actually really like my feet. I get pedicures pretty regularly to keep them nice. My toes aren’t as long as yours, nor are they all the same length, but I think the way each toe is a little shorter than the next makes them look damn sexy in heels.”
Lisa was staring intently at Darcy’s shoes now, “Wow, can I see them?”
Darcy made a slightly disgusted look, “I don’t know, I’ve been on my feet all day. I’m sure they’re not nice.”
“Oh right, of course”, Lisa frowned, in frustration, “Hey, I brought some vodka, I’m going to go make a martini, you want one?”
“That would be great, thanks!” Lisa trotted off to the kitchen. Darcy smiled to herself, she was really enjoying putting Lisa through the ringer. Perhaps the next time she brings it up, she’ll let the evening proceed. After all, she was itching to get her hands on Lisa’s feet herself.
Lisa was really frustrated as she began rummaging through her bag for the vodka and shaker. This wasn’t going well. How was she going to get Darcy to take her shoes off now? That was the golden opportunity and Darcy shot her down. How weird would it be to sit down and just pull her feet into my lap and tug her shoes off, Lisa wondered. It really would be pretty freakin’ weird, but we’ve been friends for so long, I’m sure it wouldn’t be too much of a thing.
Lisa just about had the drinks together, when she realized she forgot sugar. A little unorthodox, yes, but she liked a little dash of sugar in her drink to take off a bit of the edge. No biggie, Darcy will have sugar. Lisa opened the cabinet next to the fridge and began looking around. This was all medicine though. She was about to close the door when something caught her eye. Sleeping pills. A smile ran across her face as she grabbed the bottle. She shook two out into her hand and dropped them into the shaker with Darcy’s martini. She shook it for a minute then poured it into the glass. The pills had completely dissolved. This was probably weirder than just pulling off her shoes, but this will be a lot more fun.
Lisa came bouncing back into the room, “Here you go, enjoy!”
“Thank you kindly”, Darcy said, taking a sip of her drink.
Lisa settled back down on the couch, turning her attention to the movie, “We’ll have to drink these quickly so we can get another. Make up for lost time.”
“Haha, amen to that”, Darcy raised her glass and took a big swig. Lisa did the same. Minutes passed as both girls continued watching the movie, enjoying their drinks. Darcy glanced over at Lisa, who appeared perfectly content. What the hell happened, Darcy wondered. One minute, she’s yammering on about her feet and trying to get Darcy to remove her own shoes and now she seems to have completely dropped it. Lisa looked over at Darcy and smiled. She then threw back the last bit of her martini and slammed the glass down on the coffee table in front of them.
“All done! Now what’s your excuse?” Lisa’s gaze returned to Darcy, eyebrows raised almost accusingly. Ah, she must be trying to get me drunk, Darcy thought to herself. She smiled, that’s perfectly fine and with that she gulped down the rest of her martini, placing the glass next to Lisa’s.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’ve been waiting on you”
Lisa chuckled, “riiiiight”. She grabbed the glasses off the table and hopped up, heading towards the kitchen. Darcy let out a big yawn.
Lisa spun around, pointing at Darcy as she continued walking backwards, “Aww, now don’t go getting tired on me now. The night is still young.”
“Hey, you don’t have to worry about me. You just worry about yourself!” Darcy retorted, followed by another big yawn. Her eyes were growing awfully tired. Lisa laughed and disappeared into the kitchen. Darcy rubbed her eyes. What was wrong with her? Suddenly she was exhausted. She slapped herself across the cheek, shaking her head, trying to stay with it. Maybe if she just closed her eyes for a second, while Lisa gets another round of drinks. Darcy leaned her head back against the couch, letting her drowsiness over take her and within seconds she was out.
“Alrighty, here comes round number two,” Lisa exclaimed as she rounded the corner back into the room. She smiled at the sight of Darcy passed out on the couch. Her head was flopped back, her mouth hanging open, snoring slightly. She was out. Lisa set the drinks down on the table. Ok, now what? She needs to be secured, so she doesn’t ruin all the fun if she wakes up. Lisa headed out into the garage to take a look around for something she could use. There was a roll of duct tape hanging on a nail by Henry’s work bench. Perfect. Grabbing the tape Lisa returned to the room.
Pulling her legs up onto the couch, Lisa wrapped Darcy’s ankles tightly in tape, just above the cuffs of her pants. Then Lisa wrapped just above her knees. Gently rolling Darcy over onto her front, Lisa pulled both wrists behind her back, taping them together with a generous amount of tape. Don’t want her getting lose after all. Lastly, Lisa wrapped some tape around Darcy’s midsection pinning her elbows to her sides, for a little added protection. Standing back to admire her handy work, Lisa beamed with pride. Lisa rolled Darcy back onto her back again and brushed the fallen strands of hair out of her face. Pulling off an extra piece of duct tape, Lisa placed it over Darcy’s mouth. No one wants to listen to her complaining after all.
Lisa began to slide herself onto the couch, pulling Darcy’s legs on top of her so that her shoes were in her face. Stretching her own legs out she began to massage Darcy’s face with her toes.
“Darcy! Hey, come on! Wake up!” Lisa shouted. Darcy began to stir slightly. Lisa gave her a light smack on the side of the face with her foot. Darcy tried to move slightly, but to no avail. With that her eyes shot open.
“mm mm mmphf!” Darcy tried to muster something through the tape. She looked so confused and panicked. Lisa wrapped her legs around Darcy’s torso as she began to buck and grabbed hold of her legs with her arms.
“Hey hey hey, calm down”, Lisa insisted, “You’re alright. Everything’s fine.”
Darcy began to calm down slightly. She stared at Lisa with a look of confusion, shaking her head slightly as if to say, “What are you doing?”
Lisa began to untie Darcy’s shoes while she spoke, “See, here is what happened. I really wanted to see your feet. I know you wear flip flops and heels a lot, but to be perfectly honest, I’ve never really taken much notice. Then tonight, the one time I actually want to see them, you shoot me down.” Lisa was now pulling off Darcy’s docs, “I was thinking of just pulling your shoes off, cause how upset could you really get? But when I saw those sleeping pills in your kitchen cabinet, I saw a viable solution and figured it would be a bit of fun too, right?”
Darcy couldn’t believe this was happening. All she could do was lie there and watch Lisa as she removed her shoes. Lisa smirked at her as she dropped Darcy’s shoes to the floor. This wasn’t how this was supposed to go down. Sure, Darcy wanted Lisa to play with her feet a bit, but really, this was supposed to be Darcy finally getting her hands on Lisa’s feet. And now here I lay completely bound and helpless, Darcy sighed to herself.
Lisa leaned forward, taking a whiff of Darcy’s feet. “You know Darc, for having been on your feet and in shoes all day, your feet really don’t smell at all. In fact, they’re kind of intoxicating”, Lisa put her nose up to the base of her socked toes and drew in a deep breath, letting out a relaxing sigh as she exhaled.
Not fair! Darcy tried to pull her legs back again, but Lisa grabbed them and held them in place. This isn’t fair. This was supposed to be her night and Lisa was stealing it from her. It was her that was supposed to be enjoying Lisa’s feet. Darcy bucked again and Lisa held her tight.
“Hey, chill out and watch the movie. I made you another drink, no sleeping pills this time, I promise. If you’re good, I’ll pour some in your mouth for you”
Darcy huffed, glaring hard at Lisa.
“Don’t worry about it”, Lisa said, returning her attention to the socked feet in front of her. Lisa ran her finger down Darcy’s left sole.
“Hmmph!” Darcy let out, once again bucking to no avail.
“Aww, is little our little Darcy ticklish?” Lisa smiled menacingly at her. Darcy’s eyes grew wide. Oh no, oh no no no no no. She shook her head at Lisa, as Lisa began to wrap her legs tightly around Darcy, still smiling that evil smile. How the hell did this go so wrong? Lisa’s fingers began racing up and down her soles. Darcy’s muffled screams fell on deaf ears as she tried to thrash free, getting nowhere. Between all the tape and Lisa’s legs, Darcy had no room to budge.
Darcy flicked her feet back and forth and side to side, but that didn’t really help either. Lisa’s fingers were everywhere. This was hell, the tickling was maddening, she couldn’t move, she couldn’t scream, she could only lay there and take it. She couldn’t even put Lisa back in the trance and reclaim control of the situation because of the tape over her mouth. Tears were streaming down Darcy’s face and her lungs were beginning to ache from all the laughing. She never could have seen things going this wrong.
Lisa stopped for a second, looking up at Darcy. Her face was beat red, sweat and tears glistening down her face. Her hair was a mess.
“You know…, “Lisa began tugging at the toes of Darcy’s socks, “I bet your feet are even more sensitive without these pesky socks in the way.”
Scrunching her toes was all Darcy could do to try and keep her socks on and that did little good. She watched on in horror as her socks slid off exposing her bare soles. Darcy flexed her feet and stretched her toes. At least the cool air felt good against her exposed feet, since every other ounce of her body was soaked in sweat.
Lisa was mesmerized by what she saw. Darcy wasn’t kidding, her feet were gorgeous. The pedicures paid off, her feet were flawless and the purple on the toes, looked delicious. Darcy’s second toe was a tad longer than her big toe, but each toe after that was a bit shorter than the one before. They appeared to be about a size seven, Lisa could check Darcy’s sneaker, but didn’t want to break away to do it. Her feet were wider than Lisa’s and her toes were just a little over half as long.
Darcy looked on as Lisa studied her foot. Lisa ran her fingers over her feet, but not in a ticklish fashion, in fact it was almost a loving touch. Perhaps the worst was over, Darcy thought as she watched Lisa lick her lips. Then Lisa’s eyes lifted up and met her own.
“Oh, I didn’t forget about you, “and with that Lisa’s fingers began their assault all over again. Darcy thrashed even more violently than before, doing everything in her power to try and break free from Lisa’s grasp. Darcy couldn’t believe how sensitive her feet had become after being trapped in her shoes all day. Then again, when was the last time she had her feet tickled like this? Probably forever ago by her brothers when she was a kid.
Lisa couldn’t believe how violently Darcy was reacting either. She had to lock her ankles together just to keep her legs wrapped around Darcy. Plus, she was only able to tickle with one hand because she needed her whole other arm to maintain a grip on her legs. This was a blast. Who knew tickling could be so much fun. Lisa loved watching Darcy flail about and even more she loved watching her beautiful feet twitching about in front of her eyes from the onslaught.
Darcy thought that she couldn’t possibly be in any more of a personal hell than she was before, but this was definitely it. With the tape over her mouth she could barely catch her breath, if this continued she’d probably black out from lack of oxygen. Not to mention how exhausted her body was becoming. All her thrashing about was getting her nowhere and now she had very little left to give. She could hardly even think straight, all she wanted to do was scream.
Why was Lisa tickling her anyway, Darcy gave her a foot fetish, not a tickle fetish. Lisa probably was just enjoying torturing Darcy in her helpless state. At least if Lisa was sucking on her toes, she would be able to enjoy it. Darcy tried to fight against the tickling and the exhaustion to open her eyes for just a second. Lisa had a huge smile on her face, laughing along with Darcy’s own muffled laughter. Darcy’s feet were resting on Lisa’s chest about a foot and a half from her face. Lisa was too engrossed in what she was doing. This wasn’t going to end anytime soon.
With a renewed vigor, Darcy braced herself as best she could and began thrusting her way down the couch towards Lisa. With such little strength left she wasn’t even sure if she was moving anywhere. All her muscles ached, her lungs were on absolute fire, she could barely breath and her head was spinning in circles. With one last push, Darcy collapsed unable to move anymore.
Somewhere, she heard Lisa laugh, “Aww, widdle Dawcy all tuckahed out? That’s ok, I can continue without you.” Once again, Lisa attacked Darcy’s soles with both hands, no longer needing one to hold her down. Darcy couldn’t even manage to move her feet, to try and swat Lisa’s hands away, she just laid there, her body rocking with laughter, and the feeling had gone from both of her arms underneath her. Her soles were tingling from constant scrambling of Lisa’s fingers. There was something else too, a warm breeze bathing her soles. Was it Lisa’s breath? Did Darcy make it? Darcy struggled to reach out with her toes, pointing them forward, until they brushed against something.
When Darcy’s toes came to rest against Lisa’s cheek, Lisa felt a wave of warmth rush through her body. As the warmth overtook her, she began to slow her assault on Darcy’s feet. With that, Darcy’s other foot came forward, her toes coming to a rest against Lisa’s lips. Darcy pushed her toes gently against Lisa’s lips and they parted letting Darcy’s toes into Lisa’s mouth.
Lisa couldn’t take it anymore, she sat up a bit, grabbing Darcy’s ankle and fully drawing Darcy’s toes into her mouth. Darcy breathed a small sigh of relief. At least, the tickling had stopped and this felt really nice. Her aching body could finally rest and she began to catch her breath.
Lisa, in the meantime, was busy snaking her tongue between Darcy’s toes. Taking Darcy’s toes into her mouth, one at a time, Lisa sucked long and deep on each. This was heaven, how had she missed this all these years. All these years, of sleepovers and girls night outs that she could have been taking advantage of and she missed it. That’s ok, now she knows. Lisa ran her tongue up Darcy’s sole, savoring its sweet taste.
Lisa looked briefly down at Darcy. Her face remained beat red, her breathing still heavy. There appeared to be tiny white traces of salt on her face from the now drying tears. Lisa wasn’t even sure if she was conscious at this point. Continuing to lick all the sweat from Darcy’s foot, that’s when Lisa heard it, a tiny whimper of a moan.
Lisa looked back down at Darcy, “Still with me, Darcy?”
Darcy let out a quiet, “mmph” followed by another little moan as Lisa drug her tongue up her sole again.
“You’re enjoying this, huh? Well, no sense in me having all the fun” Lisa brought her foot up to Darcy’s face, grabbing an edge of the tape that had come up from all the moisture between her toes and tugged it off Darcy’s mouth. Darcy gasped for air, but Lisa didn’t allow her much time before shoving her toes into Darcy’s mouth. Darcy almost gagged. Lisa’s toes were so long they were practically tickling the back of her throat. Never the less Darcy swirled her tongue around Lisa’s toes and began to suck on them.
Lisa had returned her attention to Darcy’s bound feet, “Mmmm, I could just eat these cute soles up!” Lisa began softly nibbling up the sides of Darcy’s soles. Lisa traced across the base of Darcy’s toes with her tongue before taking both of Darcy’s big toes into her mouth.
Darcy’s mouth was starting to get a bit sore with all of Lisa’s toes wedged into her mouth, but at least this was a good pain, pain with a purpose. Darcy did her best to weave her tongue in between Lisa’s toes in the tight space she had to work with. Her toes really did taste like strawberries.
“Hey, stick out your tongue for me” Lisa asked, pulling her toes from Darcy’s mouth and holding out her sole. Darcy stuck out her tongue and Lisa ran her sole, heel to toe down Darcy’s tongue. Lisa let out a little moan of her own. As she continued running her sole across Darcy’s tongue, she began to do the same for Darcy’s feet.
Darcy’s soles no longer had the sweet taste of sweat to them, Lisa had long since licked it all away, but still Lisa just could not get enough. The soft skin of Darcy’s foot just felt so good sliding against her tongue, she couldn’t get enough. And from the sounds coming from Darcy, Lisa suspected that she felt the same way about her feet.
Darcy really wasn’t sure what to make of this. She was so turned on right now, both from worshiping Lisa’s feet and from having Lisa worship her own. Lisa was sucking feverishly on her toes again, even giving them little nips with her teeth. Darcy let out a loud moan. She couldn’t cum right now. Not like this. Not from another girl. Darcy pulled her tongue back into her mouth.
“Lisa wait, stop.” Darcy managed between moans. Lisa ignored her, shoving her toes back into Darcy’s mouth. Darcy sucked deep and hard on Lisa’s toes. She was so worked up, she couldn’t help herself. Lisa began biting her way back up Darcy’s sole again and she lost it. Darcy cried out. Her whole body seized as a massive orgasm went ripping through her.
Lisa pulled Darcy’s feet off of her face, “Damn Darc, you were more into that than I was” Darcy didn’t respond, she just lay there with her eyes closed, slowly lapping at Lisa’s toes that were still in her mouth.
“Hey, you know what?” Lisa said sinisterly, “I heard that your body is even more sensitive after an orgasm” Lisa started to gently tickle Darcy’s feet again. Darcy’s body jerked and Lisa laughed out loud.
“Lisa?” Darcy tried to get out, but it was barely audible.
“What’s that, Darc?” Lisa leaned forward a bit, in order to hear better.
“Lisa go night night”, Darcy whispered.
