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Janet drew a long sigh of relief as she closed and locked the doors to the Library she worked at in Central London. Finally, the working hours were over. Contrary to the belief, running a Library was incredibly exhausting and had recently began to take its toll on the 60 year old. Janet luckily had kept herself in great shape all her life, and often attracted the looks of businessman who ventured into the Library. Standing at 5'7 with a slim body, a short grey bob haircut and light blue eyes behind her solid black reading glasses, it was hard for the more mature men to ignore her.
Sifting through the book shelves with her delicate hands and nude painted nails, she ensured all books had been returned to the correct areas, litter picked up from tables and seats tucked in. Janet took real pride in keeping her Library in tip top condition. She stopped for a 5 minutes to catch her breath, sat at her reception table and delicately removed her black high heel shoes, raising her size 5 nude stockinged feet onto her desk. The light from the ceiling glistened off her Purple coloured toes as she wiggled them for some air.
There was no resting for Janet tonight however, as tonight was Thursday night. On Thursday nights, Janet hosted a small social book club for 2 students from a local University, that she had befriended while they came to the Library to study. The club ran for about 2 and a half hours, whereby each person would talk about the latest book they were reading. Janet really enjoyed the girls company and listening to what they had to say - it truly gave her utmost joy.
As the clock struck 7pm, there was a barrage of knocks on the front door. Janet gently popped her tired feet back into her high heels and slowly walked towards the door. "Bless them, always on time" she though to herself.
Janet unlocked the locks and pushed the door open. First through the door was Rosie. She was a very tall and very skinny native white girl, with braces and little dimples in her cheeks. Often quite shy, but a lovely girl nonetheless. "Hello Janet, I bought you a Sandwich incase you were hungry" Rosie said sweetly. "Oh child that is so sweet of you, thank you" said Janet as they engaged in a warm hug. Next through the door was Nadia, who was born in Iran but migrated to the UK when she was 10. Nadia was alot smaller than Rosie, standing at 5 ft 3 with a light brown complexion, toned athletic figure. She was very pretty. Piercing big brown eyes and a beautiful wide smile, still wearing her black flat shoes, black mini skirt and white shirt from a job interview she had earlier in the day, Nadia strode in confidently "Hello Janet, lovely to see you again" she said. "Great to see you as well, looking beautiful as ever" replied Janet sweetly.
Janet lead both girls to a small circular table in the centre of the library with 3 chairs around it. "You girls get comfy, I'll go make us some Tea and biscuits" said Janet. "Thank you" both girls replied sweetly. "So how is your reading going Rosie? Have you finished the 3rd Chapter of The Hobbit yet" Nadia said. " I haven't no, my week has been so busy that I just didn't have the time" Rosie replied sadly. "I hope Janet isn't mad". "She'll be fine Rosie, I'm just more concerned about those horrible drug dealer girls ruining our evening again". "Oh, you don't think they'll come back again do you"? Rosie replied nervously. "They better not. I hope they get a fricking life and leave us alone" Nadia hissed. "I hope so for Janet's sake, they were so mean to her last time it really upset her"
"I'm back dears!" Janet chirped up, holding a tray full of Tea and Biscuits. "Be careful, they're hot". The 3 of them settled down and began getting their books out. Nadia pulled up a second chair and rested her legs on them. She pulled off her black flats to let her feet breath. "OMG that feels good" Nadia said, as she stretched her white painted toes and flexed her honey coloured soles out. "I hope they don't smell, I've been in them all day" she laughed. "You're fine as you are child" Janet replied.
"Now then, who would like to..." BANG BANG BANG Janet was cut off by a loud banging noise on the front door "WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE YOU FUCKING NERDS hahahaha" the voice said. Rosie jumped "Why can't they just leave us alone?". "Janet huffed "Clearly they have nothing better to do. I blame bad parenting".
"OI YOU LITTLE FREAKS, ANSWER THE DOOR NOW". "That's it, I've had enough of them constantly doing this to us" Nadia sternly said, and with that, she got up to open the door. The pitter patter of her bare feet echoing through the library on the Marble floor as she approached the front door. Janet quickly followed her "Nadia please hold on". Nadia reached out and unlocked the door.
A girl appeared as the door swung open. Chanel, a 20 year old tall African British girl with milk chocolate skin, long eye lashes and big brow eyes. Her incredibly athletic physique was hidden by a black Nike Tracksuit and Black Air Max trainers. As she leant on the door, her long baby blue acrylic nails held tight to a McDonalds Milkshake. "Finally found your courage and answered the door then you little freak" Chanel laughed. "There's no courage here, they're all fucking wimps" said a voice from behind Chanel. Out stepped Heidi, a 21 year old Native British redhead with a real attitude. She stood at 5 ft 3, had a medium build and shoulder length thick ginger hair. Her, pale and freckly, was complimented by large golden hoop earrings. Wrapped up in a bomber jacket up top, grey track suit bottom on her legs and brown UGG boats on her feet - she stood blowing bubbles with her gum. "Oh look, the corpse has come to join us too" they both laughed. Nadia looked behind her and saw Janet.
"What is the meaning of this? Every week it's the same disturbance and we've quite frankly had enough" Janet said sternly as she placed a hand on Nadia's shoulder. "Listen you old cow, we can do what the fuck we want. We own this patch of turf" Chanel erupted. Heidi also chipped in "So we suggest you go back to your shitty little book club like the nerds you are". Nadia was not having any of it "Typical ghetto wannabe girls the both of you, it's sad really".
Chanel moved close to Nadia, towering over her with her height. "You want to say that again to my face, you ugly little ****" she blurted out. Nadia could not believe the language and looked back to Janet for help. Janet could only try and diffuse as best she could "Please just move along and let us have our evening, we aren't hurting anyone". "You're hurting our fucking eyes with the sight of your ugliness" Heidi said as both girls laughed. Chanel noticed that Nadia wasn't wearing any foot wear "Ughh, I thought I could smell sweaty feet, are you so poor you can't afford shoes? Disgusting little tramp". Nadia began to tear up and stepped back inside behind Janet. "That's enough, both of you jus.." WHOOSH..before Janet could finish her sentence, Chanel threw her entire McDonald's Milkshake all over Janet's face. The poor librarian was dripping in the milky chocolate. She stumbled back and let out a gasp. "HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG LOOK AT HER" Chanel cackled. "Bitch deserved it for trying to talk us down" Heidi followed up.
Janet slammed the door shut and ran to the bathroom. Nadia stood there in shock as she watched her. The bathroom door flung open with a thud as Janet clawed at the toilet paper and began wiping down her eyes and face. Her hair had clumped together with bits, which she was trying her best to pick up. Janet then stopped for a second and looked at herself in mirror. Slowly, she began to feel some inner rage coming out as her fists clenched tight "How dare those little brats humiliate me!!" she said, as her fist thumped against the sink. This wasn't like Janet at all to get angry, but the weeks of those girls bullying them had released some pent up rage.
"Are you okay in there Janet?" Rosie enquired. "Nadia told me what happened, I'm so sorry". "I'm fine thank you dear, I'll be out in a moment. Rosie walked back to check on Nadia, who was crying on her chair at the table "Maybe we should stop this club now, there's no getting away from them". "NO" Nadia angrily responded, "We can't let them win". "Yes, we cannot let them win" Janet responded, as they both turned round to see her. "Let's go home tonight girls and I'll see you next Thursday. I'll see to it that those two disruptive little nuisances don't disturb us again. I'm sorry for tonight".
Rosie packed up her things and headed for the door "See you next week girls" she said, as she disappeared into the darkness. Just as Nadia was heading for the door, Janet stopped her for a moment "Nadia, I thought I'd share my little plan with you for a bit of revenge on those girls. I think you secretly want to get your own back as much as me!", and with that, Janet began explaining to Nadia what she had planned in her head. As the plan unravelled, a huge wicked grin etched across Nadia's face. She was certainly into this plan. "So you'll be here tomorrow night?". "Oh Janet, I wouldn't miss this for the world" Nadia said grinning as she headed for the door. "And remember, don't forget the Duct tape and sleeping tablets Nadia". Before leaving, Nadia looked back, winked, and headed off. Tomorrow was going to be sweet!
Janet strolled to work the following morning with a real spring in her step. Bounding through the concrete jungle of London, she smiled to herself as she could see the library on the Horizon. Luckily it was Friday, meaning it would be a somewhat quiet day in the library. It was however, to be an eventful evening if sorts! She wore a lovely long red dress with a Black Denim Jacket on top. Black tights wrapped around her legs with Black ankle boots on her feet. She unlocked the Library door and prepared the place for the day ahead.
The day was going by ever so fast, and before she knew it, lunch time had arrived! Janet decided to get a manicure at her local Salon. She decided on a lovely fire red colour to match her dress, which had been sharpened to a pointed tip by the nail technician. On her way back from the Salon, Janet quickly popped into a DIY store from across the road and picked up a few rolls of plastic sheet wraps for later on that evening. "Decorating are we?" The DIY clerk asked. "Kind of, but it'll be alot of laughs that for sure" she smirkingly replied as she headed back to the Library.
As the afternoon sky began to get darker and darker ,the last customer finally left the Library. This was perfect Janet thought, as she could finally start getting everything ready. In the basement below the Library floor, 2 tables had been prepared. They sat alone in the centre of the room completely bare. Janet wiped them clean with a cloth to give them a nice shine and smiled to herself evilly, as she placed the sheets of plastic wrap on the floor beside the table legs. As she began to make her way back upstairs, Janet could hear a knocking noise coming from the entrance doors upstairs.
Janet briskly walked to the door and excitedly opened it. "Hello child, lovely to see you" Janet warmly said. "It's even lovelier to see you, I've been looking forward to this all week" Nadia cheekily replied. She was certainly dressed for the occasion, wearing a black leather jacket, short denim skirt, black stockings and white converse. Her beautiful black hair down to her shoulders, complimented by her bright red lipstick.
"We don't have much time child, that Chanel girl will be walking past the building in about 10 minutes to meet her ginger friend at the bus stop down the road. Please tell me you got the duct tape". "Oh ofcourse Janet" as she flashed the roll while cheekily smiling. "I've set the tables up downstairs as discussed. They are not going to know what's hit them hahaha" Janet laughed. "This will teach them for ruining all our book nights" Nadia smirked.
So, the scene was set. Those drug dealing gang bullies were about to get a nice dose of karma. Janet had watched Chanels movements for months, and noted she'd get off the bus at roughly 7:20 further up the road. Chanel would then walk past the Library entrance to meet her friend further up the main street down some mazy back roads. This would be the perfect time to strike.
"Her bus is due any minute now, are you ready for this Nadia?" "I was born ready" she replied.
As if on qué, they could hear the sound of a bus engine chugging up the road, followed by a the deafening screech of its brakes. They both peaked through the blinds to see the silhouette of Chanel step off the bus. Wearing a black bomber jacket, sweatpants and bronze Ugg boots, she strode menacingly down the pavement. Her luscious black hair reach down to hair mid back, as a red bandana wrapped around the top of her head. Face plastered with makeup and thick mascara lines. "If she wasn't such a violent drug dealing bitch, I swear she could be a model" Nadia quipped.
As was about to walk past the Library exit, Janet opened the door right in her tracks. "What the fuck you doing? Be careful getting in my way old woman" Chanel brashly spoke. "I'm sorry to startle you, it was just to say that your friend is downstairs in the Library waiting for you. She arrived much earlier than you, and wanted to get a hot chocolate before she met you". "Really? She must've been desperate to ask you little nerds for help. Fine, get out my way then". Chanel barged past Janet into the Library. Now out of public view, the first part of the plan was in place.
"Finally decided to not be a tramp and put some shoes on then?" Chanel said to Nadia as she noticed her towards the stairs of the basement, who merely smiled and replied "I guess so". "She's down here if you'd like to see her" Janet ushered and with that, they began the descending the stairs to the basement. Nadia led, followed by Chanel and then Janet at the beck.
Chanel frowned as she was led into a the basement. The two slim tables visible in a shone of light, as the rest of the room remained in complete darkness. "What the fuck is this? Where is she" Chanel nervously spoke with a slight crack in her voice. "What is this you ask? This is called revenge, you drug *****" Nadia laughed. Chanel slowly backed up towards the stairs, before she she bumped into Janet. "Oh you're going no where child" Janet teasingly said with a sadistic glee. "YOU BETTER GET OUT MY WAY NOW YOU OLD BITCH BEFORE I KNOCK YOU THE FUCK YOU..." Chanel was cut off by ripping noise and the feeling of her legs becoming tight. Nadia was wrapping her legs with the plastic sheet from behind.
"FUCKING **** GET OFF ME! HELP" Chanel squirms as Janet bear hugged her arms from behind to help keep her still. "Wrap those legs good Nadia!!" Nadia smiles to herself as she weaves sheet after sheet of the plastic wrap around Chanels athletically toned legs. Chanel continued to squirm scream and wriggle as layer after layed wrapped around her legs.
"Now let's apply some final touches". Both Nadia laughed together. Chanels eyes grey wide and her screams grew louder as Nadia started wrapping an additional lay of duct tape around her legs. Nadia stepped back to admire her handy work. "Aw, having trouble there are we? Janet let go of her". Janet released Chanel from the bear hug as they both watched her topple helpless to the floor. Her legs completely cocooned from the tops of her Uggs to her pelvis. "YOU ARE BOTH DEAD. I KNOW PEOPLE THAT WILL FUCK YOU UP. WE WILL BURN THIS SHIT HOLE LIBRARY TO THE GROUND". "You aren't in a position to give threats dearie. It's time to get you nice and snug on that table. Nadia, if you'd be obliged" Janet said laughing.
Janet grabbed her torso, and Nadia her legs as they picked her up body and started carrying her over to the table. Chanels threats grew more violent and her body writhed more. They plonked her down on the table with thud, cause Chanel to wince in pain. "SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. PLEASE JUST STOP AND I WONT SAY ANYTHING I SWEAR". "It's too late for that dearie, you need to be disciplined for your insufferable behaviour and language. Nadia, care for some more wrapping child?". Nadia laughed "Lets pack her like a present". She bagan applying further plastic sheet wrapping to her legs, wrapping underneath the table and back over he legs to immobilize her in place. Chanel wiggled and flexed her feet in her Uggs boots as she screamed and begged for to freed "HELP ME SOMEBODY. AHHHHHHHHHH HELLLLPP". Janet climbed onto the table and pinned Chanels arms against her sides. "Wrap her upper body nice and tight too". Just like her legs, Nadia began weaving the plastic wrap all over Chanels upper body. A sadistic and almost evil look too over Nadia as layer after layer cocooned the whole of her body. After a couple of minutes, the only part of Chanels body that was showing, were her head and Ugg boots. Both Janet and Nadia stood back to admire there handy work.
"She looks rather snug doesn't she" they both laughed. Chanel was in absolute panic and terror. Sweat began to form on her forehead and trace a path down through the foundation on her cheeks. "Looking a little uncomfortable there, you druggie slag" Nadia cackled. "Oh, I almost forgot". With that, Nadia brought a chair to the end of the table, and sat back in it, lifting her leg up onto the table in view of Chanel. "I seem to remember you making a comment about my err..sweaty feet? I found it a bit rude, but then I thought, maybe you actually like sweaty feet". She reached down to her converse and stripped it off, leaving her black nylon sole in view. "I've been in these all day, time to air them out" as she pierced a hole in her nylons and tore them open, revealing a deliciously soft honey coloured sole, complimenting her Glacier white toes. Nadia got up, and walked up upto the head of the table with the ripped nylon in hand. "Perhaps you'd like a taste I thought, so here you go". The ripped sweaty nylon material was shoved into Chanels mouth, with a role of duct tape then taping it shut. "Enjoy" Nadia winked and laughed at Chanel.
Janet walked upto Chanel and whispered "Now your real punishment will begin" she then traced a long finger along the length of her body, past her torso, down her legs and onto the soles of her Uggs boots, where she stopped. "We thought long and hard about how to punish you. We were just going to take pictures and then leave you here to soil yourself until tomorrow...but we wanted to humiliate you a bit more than that". Nadia followed up with "We recently read a few weeks ago during our book club about an ancient Chinese torture, which we thought would be a perfect punishment, especially to help rehabilitate such a rude gangster wannabe ***** like yourself" at this point Chanel began jittering and attempting to scream through her gag "MMMMMPHRRRRRRFFFFFF"
"Nadia, please remove her shoes" she grinned evilly. Nadia went back to her chair at the foot of the table and faced the soles of Chanels Uggs, still wriggling them. "Oh you look a little scared Chanel, is something wrong? Let's relieve you of those boots" Nadia grasped the end of boot and slipped it off easily, revealing a white trainer sock. Nadia noticed a small hole in the sock, displaying Chanels Milky chocolate coloured soles. "Ooo, wants that here" Nadia said as she poked a finger into the whole. Chanels foot flinched and she squeezed into her gag. Janet chirped it "Oh my goodness, for someone so tough, it does seem like you have rather sensitive feet". Nadia followed up, she poked the hole with her finger again "These tough tootsies do seem a bit...ticklish" as she swiped a sharped pointed nail down the length of her socked sole". "MRRRRRRFHHHHHHHH" came from the head of the table as more beads of sweat bega
n to form.
"Nadia, may I do the honours?". "Please feel free" Nadia smiles sweetly.
Janet took Nadia's seet at the foot of the table. She's removed her own shoes and began flexing out her toes to get comfy. She extended out a finger and ran it down the socked sole "Ooooo you're right, she is ticklish". Chanel once again squirmed in her gag. "I do believe however that Chinese Torture worked best on...naked feet. Forgive us dearie, but we are going to need to see those beautiful bare feet of yours".
With that, Janet slipped off the other UGG boats to display both matching white trainer socks. She then gripped the heel of the sock on the left foot, and began to peel it up off the toes. She did this ever so slowly, to reveal the most beautiful Coco coloured bare sole. It looked so soft and pillowy. Nadia had perfect foot symmetry, with a long arch and long toes, and straight and perfectly alligned. There wasn't a single mark or any hard skin on her foot. "My my, look at these beauties" Janet grabbed her foot with one hand and began examining the toes with the fingers on her other hand, prodding, separating and scratching them "Cute baby blue toes, I love the colour". She then began removing the other sock, revealing an equally beautiful bare foot.
At this point, Chanel was going mad. Her eyes shot wide open and black mascara started to melt on her face. "Janet, let's see what this bully has to say for herself". Nadia moved to the foot of the table and removed the duct tape, carefully removing it from her lips taking some of her red lipstick with it. The sweaty Nylon material was also removed. "PLEASE PLEASE I BEG YOU, JUST LET ME GO IM SO SO SORRY. DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET I SWEAR TO GOD"
Nadia leaned into Chanel. "We are going to touch your feet. We are going to tickle your pretty little feet so much that you wish you'd never been born, and there's nothing you can do about it. Janet will go first, and then I'll feather your soles so much that you'll piss in those expensive sweat pants. "NOO NOOOOOO I BEG YOU. THIS CAN ALL BE FORGOTTEN ABOUT. HELPP MEEE. SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP ME"
"Janet, I think it's time for the punishment to start. Let's leave this gag off". Janet nodded with a seal of approval and fanned her long finger nails out for Chanel to see. "I think my nails have a playdate with these tender tootsies"
Janet took the Index finger on each hand and slowly traced them over each sole, sending them flailing all over the place. Janet continued the slow strokes, up and down continuously which a huge grin on her face "AHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCKKKKKKK NOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASEEEEEEEE AHAHAHAHA GET OFF MY FEET". Janet was enjoying this, and started to bring in more fingers. Soon all fingers on both hands were raking over both bare soles mercilessly. "Coochie coochie coooo" Janet teased. "I'm going to tickle these bare feet and there's nothing you can do about it". Janet briefly paused and held back the toes on the left foot with one hand, then proceeded to glide her nails effortlessly across the beautiful taut Coco sole "Kitchi kooo, not so tough now are you. With soles this sensitive, you should be careful" "AHAHAHAHA GET OFFFFFFFFFFFF HAHAHAHAHAHA MEEEEEEE FYCKKJHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKING AHHHHHHH BITCHHHHHH". ANYYYYYBODYYYY AHAHAHA HELPPPPP". The torture went on for the next 20 minutes, with Chanels soles beginning to turn a shade of pink.
"Nadia, I'm going to make a quick drink, would you like to takeover?". "Oh, I thought you'd never ask". Janet got up out of her seat and began walking to the stairs. She could her Nadia take her seat and begin taunting Chanel "Oooo, what a pretty pair of feet we have here. They look primed for a good feathering" Nadia grinned as she brandished a long green feather to Chanel. "NO. ANYTHING BUT THAT. YOU FUCKING PSYCHO. HELPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHA". Her pleas broke into fits of laughter as Nadia began floating the feather up and down her right sole. "Karmas a bitch huh bully? Don't have much to say now do you? You're ticklish feet are mine". The feather continued to dance on her soles. Janet smiled to herself as she walked up the stairs to echos of Chanels laughter.
Whilst making a drink, Janet laughed to herself about this how situation, and how good revenge felt. It was the first time Janet had ever done something so... rebellious, even if it was deserved. The feeling of seeing Chanel suffer had more than made up for those weeks of harassment and bullying. After making a tea and sitting down for a breather, she made her way back to the basement.
Janet could already here Chanels roaring fits of laughter as she started descending the stairs. "PLEASEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA JUST STOPPPPP. GET OUTTTTTT OFFFF MYYYYYY FUCKING TOES AHAHAHAHAHA. HELPPPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Janet reached the bottom of the stairs with a sight to behind. She could just about make out Chanels red tinged feet from over Nadia's shoulder. Nadia was sitting there with her legs crossed on the seat, Indian style. Janet could see Nadia's bare sole and her white toes twitch as she went to work on the ticklish bare feet Infront of her. As she approached Nadia, she could see she had one hand on the sole of her right foot, and with the other, was sawing the feather between her toes and humming to herself. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA NO MOREEEEE. IM GOING TO PEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA" mascara was now running down Chanels red and sweaty face as the tears clouded her eyes. "I CANT HOLDDDDD ITTTTTTTT. FUCCCKKKKKAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". Nadia was grinning sadistically "Oh, these toes are getting a bit sweaty now they they? Looks like it's making you more ticklish hehehe, tickle tickle tickle" as she continues sawing between them"
After about 10 minutes, Nadia dropped the feather and began use her long red nails. "These are nice and sharp, manicured especially for these soft little pillow like feet" Nadia scratched them all over the flailing feet. The howls from Chanel got even louder. The Two big sweaty toes were held together by Nadia ls fingers and thumb, as the over hand sent like scratching strokes all over the taur skin "HAHAHAHAHAHA LET ME OUT HAHAHAHAHAHA GET AWAY FROMMMMMMM MYYYY FEEEEEEETAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU FUCKKKKKKING CUNNNNNTSSSAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA"
"Janet, could you fetch me the paintbrush from my bag? I'm going to stroke these beautiful Coco soles like a canvas, until this babbling bitch pees her little pants"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Chanel screamed as Janet handed the brush over. This was going to be a long night.
THE END.
Please let me know if you'd like a continuation involving Heidi, or a different plot altogether. Feed back and recommendations welcome for the next story in the comments.
Sifting through the book shelves with her delicate hands and nude painted nails, she ensured all books had been returned to the correct areas, litter picked up from tables and seats tucked in. Janet took real pride in keeping her Library in tip top condition. She stopped for a 5 minutes to catch her breath, sat at her reception table and delicately removed her black high heel shoes, raising her size 5 nude stockinged feet onto her desk. The light from the ceiling glistened off her Purple coloured toes as she wiggled them for some air.
There was no resting for Janet tonight however, as tonight was Thursday night. On Thursday nights, Janet hosted a small social book club for 2 students from a local University, that she had befriended while they came to the Library to study. The club ran for about 2 and a half hours, whereby each person would talk about the latest book they were reading. Janet really enjoyed the girls company and listening to what they had to say - it truly gave her utmost joy.
As the clock struck 7pm, there was a barrage of knocks on the front door. Janet gently popped her tired feet back into her high heels and slowly walked towards the door. "Bless them, always on time" she though to herself.
Janet unlocked the locks and pushed the door open. First through the door was Rosie. She was a very tall and very skinny native white girl, with braces and little dimples in her cheeks. Often quite shy, but a lovely girl nonetheless. "Hello Janet, I bought you a Sandwich incase you were hungry" Rosie said sweetly. "Oh child that is so sweet of you, thank you" said Janet as they engaged in a warm hug. Next through the door was Nadia, who was born in Iran but migrated to the UK when she was 10. Nadia was alot smaller than Rosie, standing at 5 ft 3 with a light brown complexion, toned athletic figure. She was very pretty. Piercing big brown eyes and a beautiful wide smile, still wearing her black flat shoes, black mini skirt and white shirt from a job interview she had earlier in the day, Nadia strode in confidently "Hello Janet, lovely to see you again" she said. "Great to see you as well, looking beautiful as ever" replied Janet sweetly.
Janet lead both girls to a small circular table in the centre of the library with 3 chairs around it. "You girls get comfy, I'll go make us some Tea and biscuits" said Janet. "Thank you" both girls replied sweetly. "So how is your reading going Rosie? Have you finished the 3rd Chapter of The Hobbit yet" Nadia said. " I haven't no, my week has been so busy that I just didn't have the time" Rosie replied sadly. "I hope Janet isn't mad". "She'll be fine Rosie, I'm just more concerned about those horrible drug dealer girls ruining our evening again". "Oh, you don't think they'll come back again do you"? Rosie replied nervously. "They better not. I hope they get a fricking life and leave us alone" Nadia hissed. "I hope so for Janet's sake, they were so mean to her last time it really upset her"
"I'm back dears!" Janet chirped up, holding a tray full of Tea and Biscuits. "Be careful, they're hot". The 3 of them settled down and began getting their books out. Nadia pulled up a second chair and rested her legs on them. She pulled off her black flats to let her feet breath. "OMG that feels good" Nadia said, as she stretched her white painted toes and flexed her honey coloured soles out. "I hope they don't smell, I've been in them all day" she laughed. "You're fine as you are child" Janet replied.
"Now then, who would like to..." BANG BANG BANG Janet was cut off by a loud banging noise on the front door "WE KNOW YOUR IN THERE YOU FUCKING NERDS hahahaha" the voice said. Rosie jumped "Why can't they just leave us alone?". "Janet huffed "Clearly they have nothing better to do. I blame bad parenting".
"OI YOU LITTLE FREAKS, ANSWER THE DOOR NOW". "That's it, I've had enough of them constantly doing this to us" Nadia sternly said, and with that, she got up to open the door. The pitter patter of her bare feet echoing through the library on the Marble floor as she approached the front door. Janet quickly followed her "Nadia please hold on". Nadia reached out and unlocked the door.
A girl appeared as the door swung open. Chanel, a 20 year old tall African British girl with milk chocolate skin, long eye lashes and big brow eyes. Her incredibly athletic physique was hidden by a black Nike Tracksuit and Black Air Max trainers. As she leant on the door, her long baby blue acrylic nails held tight to a McDonalds Milkshake. "Finally found your courage and answered the door then you little freak" Chanel laughed. "There's no courage here, they're all fucking wimps" said a voice from behind Chanel. Out stepped Heidi, a 21 year old Native British redhead with a real attitude. She stood at 5 ft 3, had a medium build and shoulder length thick ginger hair. Her, pale and freckly, was complimented by large golden hoop earrings. Wrapped up in a bomber jacket up top, grey track suit bottom on her legs and brown UGG boats on her feet - she stood blowing bubbles with her gum. "Oh look, the corpse has come to join us too" they both laughed. Nadia looked behind her and saw Janet.
"What is the meaning of this? Every week it's the same disturbance and we've quite frankly had enough" Janet said sternly as she placed a hand on Nadia's shoulder. "Listen you old cow, we can do what the fuck we want. We own this patch of turf" Chanel erupted. Heidi also chipped in "So we suggest you go back to your shitty little book club like the nerds you are". Nadia was not having any of it "Typical ghetto wannabe girls the both of you, it's sad really".
Chanel moved close to Nadia, towering over her with her height. "You want to say that again to my face, you ugly little ****" she blurted out. Nadia could not believe the language and looked back to Janet for help. Janet could only try and diffuse as best she could "Please just move along and let us have our evening, we aren't hurting anyone". "You're hurting our fucking eyes with the sight of your ugliness" Heidi said as both girls laughed. Chanel noticed that Nadia wasn't wearing any foot wear "Ughh, I thought I could smell sweaty feet, are you so poor you can't afford shoes? Disgusting little tramp". Nadia began to tear up and stepped back inside behind Janet. "That's enough, both of you jus.." WHOOSH..before Janet could finish her sentence, Chanel threw her entire McDonald's Milkshake all over Janet's face. The poor librarian was dripping in the milky chocolate. She stumbled back and let out a gasp. "HAHAHAHAHAHA OMG LOOK AT HER" Chanel cackled. "Bitch deserved it for trying to talk us down" Heidi followed up.
Janet slammed the door shut and ran to the bathroom. Nadia stood there in shock as she watched her. The bathroom door flung open with a thud as Janet clawed at the toilet paper and began wiping down her eyes and face. Her hair had clumped together with bits, which she was trying her best to pick up. Janet then stopped for a second and looked at herself in mirror. Slowly, she began to feel some inner rage coming out as her fists clenched tight "How dare those little brats humiliate me!!" she said, as her fist thumped against the sink. This wasn't like Janet at all to get angry, but the weeks of those girls bullying them had released some pent up rage.
"Are you okay in there Janet?" Rosie enquired. "Nadia told me what happened, I'm so sorry". "I'm fine thank you dear, I'll be out in a moment. Rosie walked back to check on Nadia, who was crying on her chair at the table "Maybe we should stop this club now, there's no getting away from them". "NO" Nadia angrily responded, "We can't let them win". "Yes, we cannot let them win" Janet responded, as they both turned round to see her. "Let's go home tonight girls and I'll see you next Thursday. I'll see to it that those two disruptive little nuisances don't disturb us again. I'm sorry for tonight".
Rosie packed up her things and headed for the door "See you next week girls" she said, as she disappeared into the darkness. Just as Nadia was heading for the door, Janet stopped her for a moment "Nadia, I thought I'd share my little plan with you for a bit of revenge on those girls. I think you secretly want to get your own back as much as me!", and with that, Janet began explaining to Nadia what she had planned in her head. As the plan unravelled, a huge wicked grin etched across Nadia's face. She was certainly into this plan. "So you'll be here tomorrow night?". "Oh Janet, I wouldn't miss this for the world" Nadia said grinning as she headed for the door. "And remember, don't forget the Duct tape and sleeping tablets Nadia". Before leaving, Nadia looked back, winked, and headed off. Tomorrow was going to be sweet!
Janet strolled to work the following morning with a real spring in her step. Bounding through the concrete jungle of London, she smiled to herself as she could see the library on the Horizon. Luckily it was Friday, meaning it would be a somewhat quiet day in the library. It was however, to be an eventful evening if sorts! She wore a lovely long red dress with a Black Denim Jacket on top. Black tights wrapped around her legs with Black ankle boots on her feet. She unlocked the Library door and prepared the place for the day ahead.
The day was going by ever so fast, and before she knew it, lunch time had arrived! Janet decided to get a manicure at her local Salon. She decided on a lovely fire red colour to match her dress, which had been sharpened to a pointed tip by the nail technician. On her way back from the Salon, Janet quickly popped into a DIY store from across the road and picked up a few rolls of plastic sheet wraps for later on that evening. "Decorating are we?" The DIY clerk asked. "Kind of, but it'll be alot of laughs that for sure" she smirkingly replied as she headed back to the Library.
As the afternoon sky began to get darker and darker ,the last customer finally left the Library. This was perfect Janet thought, as she could finally start getting everything ready. In the basement below the Library floor, 2 tables had been prepared. They sat alone in the centre of the room completely bare. Janet wiped them clean with a cloth to give them a nice shine and smiled to herself evilly, as she placed the sheets of plastic wrap on the floor beside the table legs. As she began to make her way back upstairs, Janet could hear a knocking noise coming from the entrance doors upstairs.
Janet briskly walked to the door and excitedly opened it. "Hello child, lovely to see you" Janet warmly said. "It's even lovelier to see you, I've been looking forward to this all week" Nadia cheekily replied. She was certainly dressed for the occasion, wearing a black leather jacket, short denim skirt, black stockings and white converse. Her beautiful black hair down to her shoulders, complimented by her bright red lipstick.
"We don't have much time child, that Chanel girl will be walking past the building in about 10 minutes to meet her ginger friend at the bus stop down the road. Please tell me you got the duct tape". "Oh ofcourse Janet" as she flashed the roll while cheekily smiling. "I've set the tables up downstairs as discussed. They are not going to know what's hit them hahaha" Janet laughed. "This will teach them for ruining all our book nights" Nadia smirked.
So, the scene was set. Those drug dealing gang bullies were about to get a nice dose of karma. Janet had watched Chanels movements for months, and noted she'd get off the bus at roughly 7:20 further up the road. Chanel would then walk past the Library entrance to meet her friend further up the main street down some mazy back roads. This would be the perfect time to strike.
"Her bus is due any minute now, are you ready for this Nadia?" "I was born ready" she replied.
As if on qué, they could hear the sound of a bus engine chugging up the road, followed by a the deafening screech of its brakes. They both peaked through the blinds to see the silhouette of Chanel step off the bus. Wearing a black bomber jacket, sweatpants and bronze Ugg boots, she strode menacingly down the pavement. Her luscious black hair reach down to hair mid back, as a red bandana wrapped around the top of her head. Face plastered with makeup and thick mascara lines. "If she wasn't such a violent drug dealing bitch, I swear she could be a model" Nadia quipped.
As was about to walk past the Library exit, Janet opened the door right in her tracks. "What the fuck you doing? Be careful getting in my way old woman" Chanel brashly spoke. "I'm sorry to startle you, it was just to say that your friend is downstairs in the Library waiting for you. She arrived much earlier than you, and wanted to get a hot chocolate before she met you". "Really? She must've been desperate to ask you little nerds for help. Fine, get out my way then". Chanel barged past Janet into the Library. Now out of public view, the first part of the plan was in place.
"Finally decided to not be a tramp and put some shoes on then?" Chanel said to Nadia as she noticed her towards the stairs of the basement, who merely smiled and replied "I guess so". "She's down here if you'd like to see her" Janet ushered and with that, they began the descending the stairs to the basement. Nadia led, followed by Chanel and then Janet at the beck.
Chanel frowned as she was led into a the basement. The two slim tables visible in a shone of light, as the rest of the room remained in complete darkness. "What the fuck is this? Where is she" Chanel nervously spoke with a slight crack in her voice. "What is this you ask? This is called revenge, you drug *****" Nadia laughed. Chanel slowly backed up towards the stairs, before she she bumped into Janet. "Oh you're going no where child" Janet teasingly said with a sadistic glee. "YOU BETTER GET OUT MY WAY NOW YOU OLD BITCH BEFORE I KNOCK YOU THE FUCK YOU..." Chanel was cut off by ripping noise and the feeling of her legs becoming tight. Nadia was wrapping her legs with the plastic sheet from behind.
"FUCKING **** GET OFF ME! HELP" Chanel squirms as Janet bear hugged her arms from behind to help keep her still. "Wrap those legs good Nadia!!" Nadia smiles to herself as she weaves sheet after sheet of the plastic wrap around Chanels athletically toned legs. Chanel continued to squirm scream and wriggle as layer after layed wrapped around her legs.
"Now let's apply some final touches". Both Nadia laughed together. Chanels eyes grey wide and her screams grew louder as Nadia started wrapping an additional lay of duct tape around her legs. Nadia stepped back to admire her handy work. "Aw, having trouble there are we? Janet let go of her". Janet released Chanel from the bear hug as they both watched her topple helpless to the floor. Her legs completely cocooned from the tops of her Uggs to her pelvis. "YOU ARE BOTH DEAD. I KNOW PEOPLE THAT WILL FUCK YOU UP. WE WILL BURN THIS SHIT HOLE LIBRARY TO THE GROUND". "You aren't in a position to give threats dearie. It's time to get you nice and snug on that table. Nadia, if you'd be obliged" Janet said laughing.
Janet grabbed her torso, and Nadia her legs as they picked her up body and started carrying her over to the table. Chanels threats grew more violent and her body writhed more. They plonked her down on the table with thud, cause Chanel to wince in pain. "SERIOUSLY WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS. PLEASE JUST STOP AND I WONT SAY ANYTHING I SWEAR". "It's too late for that dearie, you need to be disciplined for your insufferable behaviour and language. Nadia, care for some more wrapping child?". Nadia laughed "Lets pack her like a present". She bagan applying further plastic sheet wrapping to her legs, wrapping underneath the table and back over he legs to immobilize her in place. Chanel wiggled and flexed her feet in her Uggs boots as she screamed and begged for to freed "HELP ME SOMEBODY. AHHHHHHHHHH HELLLLPP". Janet climbed onto the table and pinned Chanels arms against her sides. "Wrap her upper body nice and tight too". Just like her legs, Nadia began weaving the plastic wrap all over Chanels upper body. A sadistic and almost evil look too over Nadia as layer after layer cocooned the whole of her body. After a couple of minutes, the only part of Chanels body that was showing, were her head and Ugg boots. Both Janet and Nadia stood back to admire there handy work.
"She looks rather snug doesn't she" they both laughed. Chanel was in absolute panic and terror. Sweat began to form on her forehead and trace a path down through the foundation on her cheeks. "Looking a little uncomfortable there, you druggie slag" Nadia cackled. "Oh, I almost forgot". With that, Nadia brought a chair to the end of the table, and sat back in it, lifting her leg up onto the table in view of Chanel. "I seem to remember you making a comment about my err..sweaty feet? I found it a bit rude, but then I thought, maybe you actually like sweaty feet". She reached down to her converse and stripped it off, leaving her black nylon sole in view. "I've been in these all day, time to air them out" as she pierced a hole in her nylons and tore them open, revealing a deliciously soft honey coloured sole, complimenting her Glacier white toes. Nadia got up, and walked up upto the head of the table with the ripped nylon in hand. "Perhaps you'd like a taste I thought, so here you go". The ripped sweaty nylon material was shoved into Chanels mouth, with a role of duct tape then taping it shut. "Enjoy" Nadia winked and laughed at Chanel.
Janet walked upto Chanel and whispered "Now your real punishment will begin" she then traced a long finger along the length of her body, past her torso, down her legs and onto the soles of her Uggs boots, where she stopped. "We thought long and hard about how to punish you. We were just going to take pictures and then leave you here to soil yourself until tomorrow...but we wanted to humiliate you a bit more than that". Nadia followed up with "We recently read a few weeks ago during our book club about an ancient Chinese torture, which we thought would be a perfect punishment, especially to help rehabilitate such a rude gangster wannabe ***** like yourself" at this point Chanel began jittering and attempting to scream through her gag "MMMMMPHRRRRRRFFFFFF"
"Nadia, please remove her shoes" she grinned evilly. Nadia went back to her chair at the foot of the table and faced the soles of Chanels Uggs, still wriggling them. "Oh you look a little scared Chanel, is something wrong? Let's relieve you of those boots" Nadia grasped the end of boot and slipped it off easily, revealing a white trainer sock. Nadia noticed a small hole in the sock, displaying Chanels Milky chocolate coloured soles. "Ooo, wants that here" Nadia said as she poked a finger into the whole. Chanels foot flinched and she squeezed into her gag. Janet chirped it "Oh my goodness, for someone so tough, it does seem like you have rather sensitive feet". Nadia followed up, she poked the hole with her finger again "These tough tootsies do seem a bit...ticklish" as she swiped a sharped pointed nail down the length of her socked sole". "MRRRRRRFHHHHHHHH" came from the head of the table as more beads of sweat bega
n to form.
"Nadia, may I do the honours?". "Please feel free" Nadia smiles sweetly.
Janet took Nadia's seet at the foot of the table. She's removed her own shoes and began flexing out her toes to get comfy. She extended out a finger and ran it down the socked sole "Ooooo you're right, she is ticklish". Chanel once again squirmed in her gag. "I do believe however that Chinese Torture worked best on...naked feet. Forgive us dearie, but we are going to need to see those beautiful bare feet of yours".
With that, Janet slipped off the other UGG boats to display both matching white trainer socks. She then gripped the heel of the sock on the left foot, and began to peel it up off the toes. She did this ever so slowly, to reveal the most beautiful Coco coloured bare sole. It looked so soft and pillowy. Nadia had perfect foot symmetry, with a long arch and long toes, and straight and perfectly alligned. There wasn't a single mark or any hard skin on her foot. "My my, look at these beauties" Janet grabbed her foot with one hand and began examining the toes with the fingers on her other hand, prodding, separating and scratching them "Cute baby blue toes, I love the colour". She then began removing the other sock, revealing an equally beautiful bare foot.
At this point, Chanel was going mad. Her eyes shot wide open and black mascara started to melt on her face. "Janet, let's see what this bully has to say for herself". Nadia moved to the foot of the table and removed the duct tape, carefully removing it from her lips taking some of her red lipstick with it. The sweaty Nylon material was also removed. "PLEASE PLEASE I BEG YOU, JUST LET ME GO IM SO SO SORRY. DO NOT TOUCH MY FEET I SWEAR TO GOD"
Nadia leaned into Chanel. "We are going to touch your feet. We are going to tickle your pretty little feet so much that you wish you'd never been born, and there's nothing you can do about it. Janet will go first, and then I'll feather your soles so much that you'll piss in those expensive sweat pants. "NOO NOOOOOO I BEG YOU. THIS CAN ALL BE FORGOTTEN ABOUT. HELPP MEEE. SOMEBODY FUCKING HELP ME"
"Janet, I think it's time for the punishment to start. Let's leave this gag off". Janet nodded with a seal of approval and fanned her long finger nails out for Chanel to see. "I think my nails have a playdate with these tender tootsies"
Janet took the Index finger on each hand and slowly traced them over each sole, sending them flailing all over the place. Janet continued the slow strokes, up and down continuously which a huge grin on her face "AHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCKKKKKKK NOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASEEEEEEEE AHAHAHAHA GET OFF MY FEET". Janet was enjoying this, and started to bring in more fingers. Soon all fingers on both hands were raking over both bare soles mercilessly. "Coochie coochie coooo" Janet teased. "I'm going to tickle these bare feet and there's nothing you can do about it". Janet briefly paused and held back the toes on the left foot with one hand, then proceeded to glide her nails effortlessly across the beautiful taut Coco sole "Kitchi kooo, not so tough now are you. With soles this sensitive, you should be careful" "AHAHAHAHA GET OFFFFFFFFFFFF HAHAHAHAHAHA MEEEEEEE FYCKKJHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKING AHHHHHHH BITCHHHHHH". ANYYYYYBODYYYY AHAHAHA HELPPPPP". The torture went on for the next 20 minutes, with Chanels soles beginning to turn a shade of pink.
"Nadia, I'm going to make a quick drink, would you like to takeover?". "Oh, I thought you'd never ask". Janet got up out of her seat and began walking to the stairs. She could her Nadia take her seat and begin taunting Chanel "Oooo, what a pretty pair of feet we have here. They look primed for a good feathering" Nadia grinned as she brandished a long green feather to Chanel. "NO. ANYTHING BUT THAT. YOU FUCKING PSYCHO. HELPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHA". Her pleas broke into fits of laughter as Nadia began floating the feather up and down her right sole. "Karmas a bitch huh bully? Don't have much to say now do you? You're ticklish feet are mine". The feather continued to dance on her soles. Janet smiled to herself as she walked up the stairs to echos of Chanels laughter.
Whilst making a drink, Janet laughed to herself about this how situation, and how good revenge felt. It was the first time Janet had ever done something so... rebellious, even if it was deserved. The feeling of seeing Chanel suffer had more than made up for those weeks of harassment and bullying. After making a tea and sitting down for a breather, she made her way back to the basement.
Janet could already here Chanels roaring fits of laughter as she started descending the stairs. "PLEASEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA JUST STOPPPPP. GET OUTTTTTT OFFFF MYYYYYY FUCKING TOES AHAHAHAHAHA. HELPPPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Janet reached the bottom of the stairs with a sight to behind. She could just about make out Chanels red tinged feet from over Nadia's shoulder. Nadia was sitting there with her legs crossed on the seat, Indian style. Janet could see Nadia's bare sole and her white toes twitch as she went to work on the ticklish bare feet Infront of her. As she approached Nadia, she could see she had one hand on the sole of her right foot, and with the other, was sawing the feather between her toes and humming to herself. "AHAHAHAHAHAHA NO MOREEEEE. IM GOING TO PEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA" mascara was now running down Chanels red and sweaty face as the tears clouded her eyes. "I CANT HOLDDDDD ITTTTTTTT. FUCCCKKKKKAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOPPPPPPHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". Nadia was grinning sadistically "Oh, these toes are getting a bit sweaty now they they? Looks like it's making you more ticklish hehehe, tickle tickle tickle" as she continues sawing between them"
After about 10 minutes, Nadia dropped the feather and began use her long red nails. "These are nice and sharp, manicured especially for these soft little pillow like feet" Nadia scratched them all over the flailing feet. The howls from Chanel got even louder. The Two big sweaty toes were held together by Nadia ls fingers and thumb, as the over hand sent like scratching strokes all over the taur skin "HAHAHAHAHAHA LET ME OUT HAHAHAHAHAHA GET AWAY FROMMMMMMM MYYYY FEEEEEEETAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU FUCKKKKKKING CUNNNNNTSSSAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA"
"Janet, could you fetch me the paintbrush from my bag? I'm going to stroke these beautiful Coco soles like a canvas, until this babbling bitch pees her little pants"
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Chanel screamed as Janet handed the brush over. This was going to be a long night.
THE END.
Please let me know if you'd like a continuation involving Heidi, or a different plot altogether. Feed back and recommendations welcome for the next story in the comments.
