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Hi there,
I'm a long time lurker and enjoyer of stories. This is my very first attempt, I'd be grateful for all honest feedback!
This story contains rude language and some vulgar insults (so please be advised). Apologies for any bad grammar, I wrote this on my phone!
Helena stepped out of her car and onto the tarmac, letting out a huge sigh as she stared at the towering office block. Having worked at the same company for 30 years, and approaching retirement, she long resented the sight of it.
Stepping through the reception area and into the elevator, she hit the Floor 3 button and glared at herself in the surrounding elevator mirrors. Helena was a moderately attractive 62 year old. She had shoulder length curly grey hair, with very little makeup on her moisturised and almost wrinkless face. Standing at 5'9 with a slim-ish body, she admired how she looked for her age and smiled to herself about it as she shuffled in her sockless feet in her black flat shoes.
As the elevator door opened, she was quickly brought back to reality as she heard the one voice that consistently ruined her days.....
"Where is that old women anyway?!? Can she not tell the time?" Blurted out Zoe. Helena's smile turned to annoyance as she took a seat at her desk next to her colleagues. There were 4* members in Helena's Team. Alison, a 50 year old brunette who was on the slightly larger side, who had become close friends with Alison over the years. Jenny, a 19 year old blonde apprentice, very pretty, who kept herself to herself and was very quiet. Then there was Zoe - the 28 year old black haired goth beauty, who stood at 5'6 with a beautiful figure, long legs and size 6 feet (UK). She was the team Supervisor. Zoe was Helena's nemesis, and she'd made Helena's life hell for the last 5 years with her rude, insulting and snarky comments.
"Traffic was bad, apologies girls" Helena responded. "Aren't you a little too old to be driving? Hahahaha" Zoe laughed. Helena merely rolled her eyes.
As Helena logged into her computer and began reading emails, Alison offered to make the Team Drinks. "Would anyone like a drink?" She asked. "I think Helena would like a Red Bull. She looks absolutely dead" Zoe said. "I'm fine thanks Alison" Helena replied. "Fine?! Haha, you look the complete opposite of fine. Shouldn't you be in a retirement home me?". Helena could feel her anger growing, but decided not to respond and let it go over her head.
As Lunch time approached, Zoe got out of her seat and approached Helena at her desk. "Look you old hag, I've got a nice pedicure booked in at the Salon across the road on my lunch break now, so I expect you to cover my work load". Helena responded "I'm sorry Zoe, but I've got too much work to do, you'll need to find someone else". Zoe whispered into Helena's earlier "Did you just fucking order me about you shriveled bitch?" You will do my work and not say a damn thing" - and with that, Zoe walked out to the Salon.
Helena began to tear up at her desk. Alison approached her to offer comfort. "Helena my love, you really need to report Zoe. She's so horrible to you". "I'm fine really, thank you though Alison for your concern" Helena said. In reality, Helena was just used to how Zoe talked to her, and it was just another day for Helena really.
2 hours passed, and Zoe strolled back in and took a seat at her desk. "How was the Pedicure Zoe?" Jenny asked. "It was okay I guess. Although it was quite uncomfortable as my feet are so sensitive" Zoe responded. "Ah, you're ticklish?" Jenny replied. "Just fucking do your work okay, stop talking to me" Zoe rudely replied. Helena heard the whole conversation, and sly smile shot across her face.
"What are you smiling at you old freak?" Zoe shouted across the desk. "Nothing, nothing at all" Helena replied. "Yeah better not be, bitch" Zoe muttered. Both Alison and Jenny couldn't believe the insults from Zoe and felt incredibly awkward.
As the day came to a close, Helena got up from her desk and announced to the team "Girls, I'm having a very early retirement get together at my house this Saturday and all of you are invited!" "My door is open from 6pm, please be there and wear casual dress, food and drink will be provided". Alison and Jenny both replied "Oh cool, we'll both be coming, we cannot wait!". "Will there be alcohol or not" Zoe responded. "Yes Zoe there will be, plenty" Helena responded with a smile. "Whatever, I may come then if you don't piss me off before then" Zoe shot back.
Helena got up from her desk and began her commute home. And incredible Grin had etched across her face and she began laughing to herself. The perfect plan had been hatched. She had an acquired taste as an antic collector, and collected some interesting things over the years. Boy, one piece in particular was about to come in handy for sure.
Saturday came by, and Helena was up early preparing for the big evening buying food and drink. She was in an incredibly good mood and had a wicked look in her eye. Once the food and drink prep had been done, Helena headed over towards her basement. This is why she kept her collected antiques. As she opened the basement door and headed down the steps into the darkness, her hand reached in out for the light switch and flicked it on. With a flash, the whole room illuminated to a sea of the most incredible antics. From China plates, statues and Giant pots - she had it all. Helena however, was looking for one antic in particular. She hummed to herself gracefully as she found it. Whipping off the dusty covers, she revealed a Medieval set of heavy Oak Foot Stocks, with a seat attached that had a vertical back rest. Helena giggled manically for a moment before saying to herself "Just wait till I get that gothic brat into this. Should be alot of laughs".
Looking at her watch, she realised that it was 1 hour till her guests arrived. She had a quick shower, put on a lovely floral dress and gave herself a quick manicure, smirking while filing them to a nice point tip. She then settled downstairs with a glass of wine. The stage was set!
Ding Dong - The doorbell sounded, and Helena briskly got up to greet the door. It was Alison and Jenny. They all hugged and exchanged pleasantries at the door. Helena lead them both into her living room and served up some gin and tonics on the rocks. "What a beautiful home Helena, I love the decor" Alison said "I love all your antiques, you have so many" Jenny said. "Thank you girls, that's very kind.
An hour had gone by, and the three of them were enjoying themselves. But suddenly, a loud banging noise came from the front door. "I guess we know who that it!" Helena sighed. Opening the front door, Helena was greeted by quite a sight. Zoe stood there, her long black hair draping down her shoulders, wearing a black leather jacket, blank tank top and black short denim jeans. See through black stockings wrapped around her legs, with bulky Doc Marten boots on her feet. "Well let me in then!" Zoe barked. "Come in dear" Helena said with a smile.
Helena poured Zoe a double Gin and Tonic, who seemed to knock it back straight away. "Well, another one would be nice please oldie?". "Right away, Zoe" Helena replied.
2 hours had gone by, and Zoe was on her 6th Gin and Tonic. She was outrageously drunk and abusive to all 3 of them.
"Alison, can I have a quick word" Helena said. "Sure thing hon" Alison replied. Helena lead Alison to the door of her Basement "Come down here, I want to show you something" she said. They both defended the stairs, and into the sea of antiques. "WOW, OH MY WORD" Alison said. "This is like a museum, look at all these incredible antiques!!" she followed up with. "Thank you, they have been my life quite frankly!" Helena said. As Alison sifted through the basement, she suddenly said "What on earth is that?". Helena grinned "Thats for Zoe". "What do you mean for Zoe?". Helena leaned into Alison and began whispering in her ear. Alisons face turned to shock, and then an evil grin of laughter. "Oh that is a brilliant idea. She's going to absolute go mad in there. That little slutty brat will deserve it. Let's get her in them."
"ZOE, JENNY, both of you please come down here, I've got something to show you" Helena shouted. Then after a few moments, Zoe Doc Martens began to thump down the stairs. "Where's Jenny gone?" , both Alison and Helena asked. "She's a weakling that went home, she felt sick and couldn't handle her drink the little wimp. I'm actually surprised both you oldies can handle a single sip of alcohol, especially you oldie Helena." Zoe said laughing.
"That's a shame, she'll miss out on our little game" Helena said with a grin. "What game would that be, polishing the dust off my Doc Martens from this disgusting and dirty room" Zoe laughed. Helena responded "Funny you mention those precious boots Zoe, you won't be needing down here. ALISON, NOW" Helena shouted.
Suddenly, Alison bear hugged Zoe from behind using her supreme weight. "GET OFF ME YOU FAT OLD ****. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" Zoe screamed, kicking her legs. Helena caught Zoe's legs and pulled them upwards. Together, they carried Zoe over to the Stocks. "YOU SICK OLD FUCKS, GET YOUR DISGUSTING HANDS OFF ME. PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I FUCK YOU BOTH UP."
Alison held her down against the seat while Helena attempted to guide Helena's ankles over the holes. BAM. The heavy wooden Stocks slammed down, trapping the gothic beauties Doc Martens in place. Alison then tied numerous amounts of duct tape around her torso, trapping her immobile against the back of the seat. They had done it.
"LET ME OUT BEFORE I BEAT THE SHIT OUT IF YOU BOTH" Zoe yelled. Helena cackled madly "Look at you, you little slut. Not so tough now are you. I've been waiting years to do this". "DO WHAT YOU FUCKING BITCH" Zoe screamed. "Teach you a lesson in manners, and life" Helena grinned back.
"Alison dear, do you mind setting up the Camcorder" Helena said. Alison then held up the camera and aimed it at Zoe. "Smile Zoe" Alison laughed. "FUCK YOU" Zoe shouted back. "Oh she'll be smiling soon enough Zoe, don't worry" Helena cackled.
"LET ME FUCKING OUT YOU ****. YOURE SACKED I SWEAR TO GOD" Zoe screamed. Helena pulled up a chair and sat it at the end of the stocks, inches from the soles of Zoe's boots. "You are here Zoe, for the years of bullying, years of insults and years of making me cry. I'm going to make you pay tonight you little slut. Pay...WITH THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET" Helena and Alison laughed madly together. Zoe's eyes shot wide open, and she started to madly struggle in her bondage. "SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEE" She screamed. "No one will hear you down here you trampy little girl, it's a basement. Now then, if you're recording Alison, let's begin"
Helena giggled to her self "Let's see what's inside these expensive boots". She began unlacing Zoe's left boot, with Zoe now struggling more than ever. After the last lace had come away, Helena tugged the boot clean off and hung it on the end of the stocks. It revealed a soft sole encased in black see through stockings. "What a lovely looking stockinged sole. You must be a size 6 right". "PLEASE JUST FUCKING LET ME GO. I SWEAT I WONT BE RUDE AGAIN IM BEGGING YOU".
"Hahaha, it's too late for that you little *****. Tonight, I'm going to find out just how ticklish your little tootsies are." Helena proceeded to undo the other boot, and passed it to Alison. Alison giggle and took a smell of the boot. "Oooo, your feet don't smell bad Zoe. How much do you pamper those pretty soles"? Helena cackled.
"I'm going to enjoy this" Helena said, and she extended a pointy index finger and dragged it down the length of Zoes sole. Her foot wiggles wildly "PLEASE NO I BEG YOU". "Oh you'll be begging me alright" Helena as Helena continues swiping her sole with the index finger. Zoe bit her lip and started to flush red.
"You weak little brat, can't handle a bit of tickling? Who knew such a strong and angry goth girl would have such ticklish feet". Helena now took to both feet and started gliding her other index finger over it. Sweat starter to form on Zoe's forehead.
"I think it's time to turn it up a notch" Alison said. And with that, Helena held up both her hands for Zoe to see, and started wiggling them inches from Zoe's feet. "Here I come..COOCHIE COOCHIE COO". Helena's fingers made contact and dry light scribbles all over Zoe's soles "HAHAHAHAHA PLEASEEEEE NOOOOOO I CANT STAND IT. HAHAHAHAHA GET OFF MY FUCKING FEET AHAHAHAHAHA" Zoe screamed. "Oh you've had this coming, tickle tickle!" Helena responded. "AHAHA SOMEBODY-AHHHHHHH HELLLLPP MEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Helena's torturous fingers scrambled all over Zoe's sensitive soles. After 15 minutes, Zoe was red hot and sweating. "PLEASE I CANT TAKE IT. PLEASEEEEE"
"Fine, let's give this brat a little break" Helena said.
"Oooooo" Alison said as she moved close to the trapped feet "It looks like someone's toe is trying to escape hahah". Zoe's middle toe on her left foot has ripped through the stocking and was poking out. "Hmm, it looks a little lonely doesn't it Alison" Helena said. "NO...NNO...DONT YOU FUCKING DARE" Zoe screamed. "I believe Zoe, that what I'm going to do now, is treat me and Alison to the sight of your bare feet...LETS GET THOSE STOCKINGS OFF"
Alison and Zoe both took a foot, and poked there nails through the fabric in the soles and tore them apart. Protruding from the stocks, lay two peachy coloured bare feet, trembling. "Oh look at how pretty they are! Oh, black nail polish on your little toes! How cute" Helena said giggling.
"DO NOT TOUCH MY BARE FEET. I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU BITCH" Zoe screamed. "Oh I will touch them, I will glide my nails all over these tootsies until you scream." Helena said. "But first, a game. Have you ever played This Little Piggy?" "NO. NO. NO. GET THE FUCK AWAT FROM ME" Zoe shrieked.
Helena took hold of her little black nail polished toe. "This little piggy went to market" "NOOOOOO FUCK NOOOOOO" "This little piggy stayed at home, This little piggy had Roast beef, this little piggy had none" Helena sang while holding onto her middle and big toe. "And this little piggy went wee weee wee", and Helena proceeded to rake her nails all over her bare soles. "HAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHA FUCKING CUUUUNTTTTT AHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHA. HAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GETTTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAG OFF MY FEEEEEHHHT AHAHAHAHAHAHA" Zoe had lost it. Helena was ravaging her feet.
"Alison, Care to join" Helena said. "Oh you bet!!". Alison sat on a char by Zoe's right foot and held her big toe back with one hand. "I've always wanted to torture your pretty little feet" Alison said. And with that, she began gliding her index finger all over Zoe's taut sole. "AHHHHHHHHH HELPPPP ME. MY FUCKING FEEEEEEEEEET HAHAHAHAHAHA AAHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA" Tears flowed down Zoe's face.
10 minutes went by "PLEASE. HAHAHAHAHAHA IM GOING TO PEE. IM GOING TO FUCKING WET MYSELF"
"Oh, are you now? Helena giggled. "Well then, let's speed it up for you. Alison, let's tie her toes" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Zoe screamed. And with that, Alison loop each toe with some sewing string and tied them back against the stocks. Both soles now fully taught.
"Alison, take this" Helena passed her a long purple feather. "Oooo, I will feather her bare feet till she pees her pretty pants" Alison took the feather, and swished it up and down Zoe's right sole. Meanwhile Helena was just dragging her index finger up and down Zoe's Pink and red sole. "STOOOOOPPPPPPPPP NOOOOOOOO PLEASEEEEEEE AHHHAHAHAHAHAHA I CANT HOLDDDDDD ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"Tickle tickle you little tramp, these pretty soles are going nowhere. You will piss your pants for everything you have done to me"
A few minutes had gone by, and Zoe was ready. "OHHHH MY GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKING CUNTS. IM GOING TO PEE. HELPPPPP. I CANT HOLD IT. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS COMING OUT. IM FUCKING AHAHAHAHA PEEING". golden liquid seeped out of her shorts, down her stockings and onto the floor.
"Oh you messy little slut. A little foot tickling makes you pee? Shouldn't of had all these Gin and Tonics!"
"OKAY PLEASE. NO MORE...JUST LET ME OUT" Zoe wheezingly said.
"Fine, let's get her out" Alison and Helena agreed. They unlocked the stocks and marched her upstairs. Zoe put her Boots on her bare feet, and ran out the house, hailing down a Taxi.
Alison and Helena giggled to eachother. Revenge is sweet. "I don't think she'll be bullying you anytime soon" Alison said. "Not if she wants those pretty black toes back in the stocks she won't".
They both laughed, and enjoyed the rest of the evening. The end
Let me know if you think I should do a revenge story!
I'm a long time lurker and enjoyer of stories. This is my very first attempt, I'd be grateful for all honest feedback!
This story contains rude language and some vulgar insults (so please be advised). Apologies for any bad grammar, I wrote this on my phone!
Helena stepped out of her car and onto the tarmac, letting out a huge sigh as she stared at the towering office block. Having worked at the same company for 30 years, and approaching retirement, she long resented the sight of it.
Stepping through the reception area and into the elevator, she hit the Floor 3 button and glared at herself in the surrounding elevator mirrors. Helena was a moderately attractive 62 year old. She had shoulder length curly grey hair, with very little makeup on her moisturised and almost wrinkless face. Standing at 5'9 with a slim-ish body, she admired how she looked for her age and smiled to herself about it as she shuffled in her sockless feet in her black flat shoes.
As the elevator door opened, she was quickly brought back to reality as she heard the one voice that consistently ruined her days.....
"Where is that old women anyway?!? Can she not tell the time?" Blurted out Zoe. Helena's smile turned to annoyance as she took a seat at her desk next to her colleagues. There were 4* members in Helena's Team. Alison, a 50 year old brunette who was on the slightly larger side, who had become close friends with Alison over the years. Jenny, a 19 year old blonde apprentice, very pretty, who kept herself to herself and was very quiet. Then there was Zoe - the 28 year old black haired goth beauty, who stood at 5'6 with a beautiful figure, long legs and size 6 feet (UK). She was the team Supervisor. Zoe was Helena's nemesis, and she'd made Helena's life hell for the last 5 years with her rude, insulting and snarky comments.
"Traffic was bad, apologies girls" Helena responded. "Aren't you a little too old to be driving? Hahahaha" Zoe laughed. Helena merely rolled her eyes.
As Helena logged into her computer and began reading emails, Alison offered to make the Team Drinks. "Would anyone like a drink?" She asked. "I think Helena would like a Red Bull. She looks absolutely dead" Zoe said. "I'm fine thanks Alison" Helena replied. "Fine?! Haha, you look the complete opposite of fine. Shouldn't you be in a retirement home me?". Helena could feel her anger growing, but decided not to respond and let it go over her head.
As Lunch time approached, Zoe got out of her seat and approached Helena at her desk. "Look you old hag, I've got a nice pedicure booked in at the Salon across the road on my lunch break now, so I expect you to cover my work load". Helena responded "I'm sorry Zoe, but I've got too much work to do, you'll need to find someone else". Zoe whispered into Helena's earlier "Did you just fucking order me about you shriveled bitch?" You will do my work and not say a damn thing" - and with that, Zoe walked out to the Salon.
Helena began to tear up at her desk. Alison approached her to offer comfort. "Helena my love, you really need to report Zoe. She's so horrible to you". "I'm fine really, thank you though Alison for your concern" Helena said. In reality, Helena was just used to how Zoe talked to her, and it was just another day for Helena really.
2 hours passed, and Zoe strolled back in and took a seat at her desk. "How was the Pedicure Zoe?" Jenny asked. "It was okay I guess. Although it was quite uncomfortable as my feet are so sensitive" Zoe responded. "Ah, you're ticklish?" Jenny replied. "Just fucking do your work okay, stop talking to me" Zoe rudely replied. Helena heard the whole conversation, and sly smile shot across her face.
"What are you smiling at you old freak?" Zoe shouted across the desk. "Nothing, nothing at all" Helena replied. "Yeah better not be, bitch" Zoe muttered. Both Alison and Jenny couldn't believe the insults from Zoe and felt incredibly awkward.
As the day came to a close, Helena got up from her desk and announced to the team "Girls, I'm having a very early retirement get together at my house this Saturday and all of you are invited!" "My door is open from 6pm, please be there and wear casual dress, food and drink will be provided". Alison and Jenny both replied "Oh cool, we'll both be coming, we cannot wait!". "Will there be alcohol or not" Zoe responded. "Yes Zoe there will be, plenty" Helena responded with a smile. "Whatever, I may come then if you don't piss me off before then" Zoe shot back.
Helena got up from her desk and began her commute home. And incredible Grin had etched across her face and she began laughing to herself. The perfect plan had been hatched. She had an acquired taste as an antic collector, and collected some interesting things over the years. Boy, one piece in particular was about to come in handy for sure.
Saturday came by, and Helena was up early preparing for the big evening buying food and drink. She was in an incredibly good mood and had a wicked look in her eye. Once the food and drink prep had been done, Helena headed over towards her basement. This is why she kept her collected antiques. As she opened the basement door and headed down the steps into the darkness, her hand reached in out for the light switch and flicked it on. With a flash, the whole room illuminated to a sea of the most incredible antics. From China plates, statues and Giant pots - she had it all. Helena however, was looking for one antic in particular. She hummed to herself gracefully as she found it. Whipping off the dusty covers, she revealed a Medieval set of heavy Oak Foot Stocks, with a seat attached that had a vertical back rest. Helena giggled manically for a moment before saying to herself "Just wait till I get that gothic brat into this. Should be alot of laughs".
Looking at her watch, she realised that it was 1 hour till her guests arrived. She had a quick shower, put on a lovely floral dress and gave herself a quick manicure, smirking while filing them to a nice point tip. She then settled downstairs with a glass of wine. The stage was set!
Ding Dong - The doorbell sounded, and Helena briskly got up to greet the door. It was Alison and Jenny. They all hugged and exchanged pleasantries at the door. Helena lead them both into her living room and served up some gin and tonics on the rocks. "What a beautiful home Helena, I love the decor" Alison said "I love all your antiques, you have so many" Jenny said. "Thank you girls, that's very kind.
An hour had gone by, and the three of them were enjoying themselves. But suddenly, a loud banging noise came from the front door. "I guess we know who that it!" Helena sighed. Opening the front door, Helena was greeted by quite a sight. Zoe stood there, her long black hair draping down her shoulders, wearing a black leather jacket, blank tank top and black short denim jeans. See through black stockings wrapped around her legs, with bulky Doc Marten boots on her feet. "Well let me in then!" Zoe barked. "Come in dear" Helena said with a smile.
Helena poured Zoe a double Gin and Tonic, who seemed to knock it back straight away. "Well, another one would be nice please oldie?". "Right away, Zoe" Helena replied.
2 hours had gone by, and Zoe was on her 6th Gin and Tonic. She was outrageously drunk and abusive to all 3 of them.
"Alison, can I have a quick word" Helena said. "Sure thing hon" Alison replied. Helena lead Alison to the door of her Basement "Come down here, I want to show you something" she said. They both defended the stairs, and into the sea of antiques. "WOW, OH MY WORD" Alison said. "This is like a museum, look at all these incredible antiques!!" she followed up with. "Thank you, they have been my life quite frankly!" Helena said. As Alison sifted through the basement, she suddenly said "What on earth is that?". Helena grinned "Thats for Zoe". "What do you mean for Zoe?". Helena leaned into Alison and began whispering in her ear. Alisons face turned to shock, and then an evil grin of laughter. "Oh that is a brilliant idea. She's going to absolute go mad in there. That little slutty brat will deserve it. Let's get her in them."
"ZOE, JENNY, both of you please come down here, I've got something to show you" Helena shouted. Then after a few moments, Zoe Doc Martens began to thump down the stairs. "Where's Jenny gone?" , both Alison and Helena asked. "She's a weakling that went home, she felt sick and couldn't handle her drink the little wimp. I'm actually surprised both you oldies can handle a single sip of alcohol, especially you oldie Helena." Zoe said laughing.
"That's a shame, she'll miss out on our little game" Helena said with a grin. "What game would that be, polishing the dust off my Doc Martens from this disgusting and dirty room" Zoe laughed. Helena responded "Funny you mention those precious boots Zoe, you won't be needing down here. ALISON, NOW" Helena shouted.
Suddenly, Alison bear hugged Zoe from behind using her supreme weight. "GET OFF ME YOU FAT OLD ****. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING" Zoe screamed, kicking her legs. Helena caught Zoe's legs and pulled them upwards. Together, they carried Zoe over to the Stocks. "YOU SICK OLD FUCKS, GET YOUR DISGUSTING HANDS OFF ME. PUT ME DOWN BEFORE I FUCK YOU BOTH UP."
Alison held her down against the seat while Helena attempted to guide Helena's ankles over the holes. BAM. The heavy wooden Stocks slammed down, trapping the gothic beauties Doc Martens in place. Alison then tied numerous amounts of duct tape around her torso, trapping her immobile against the back of the seat. They had done it.
"LET ME OUT BEFORE I BEAT THE SHIT OUT IF YOU BOTH" Zoe yelled. Helena cackled madly "Look at you, you little slut. Not so tough now are you. I've been waiting years to do this". "DO WHAT YOU FUCKING BITCH" Zoe screamed. "Teach you a lesson in manners, and life" Helena grinned back.
"Alison dear, do you mind setting up the Camcorder" Helena said. Alison then held up the camera and aimed it at Zoe. "Smile Zoe" Alison laughed. "FUCK YOU" Zoe shouted back. "Oh she'll be smiling soon enough Zoe, don't worry" Helena cackled.
"LET ME FUCKING OUT YOU ****. YOURE SACKED I SWEAR TO GOD" Zoe screamed. Helena pulled up a chair and sat it at the end of the stocks, inches from the soles of Zoe's boots. "You are here Zoe, for the years of bullying, years of insults and years of making me cry. I'm going to make you pay tonight you little slut. Pay...WITH THE SOLES OF YOUR FEET" Helena and Alison laughed madly together. Zoe's eyes shot wide open, and she started to madly struggle in her bondage. "SOMEBODY HELP MEEEEE" She screamed. "No one will hear you down here you trampy little girl, it's a basement. Now then, if you're recording Alison, let's begin"
Helena giggled to her self "Let's see what's inside these expensive boots". She began unlacing Zoe's left boot, with Zoe now struggling more than ever. After the last lace had come away, Helena tugged the boot clean off and hung it on the end of the stocks. It revealed a soft sole encased in black see through stockings. "What a lovely looking stockinged sole. You must be a size 6 right". "PLEASE JUST FUCKING LET ME GO. I SWEAT I WONT BE RUDE AGAIN IM BEGGING YOU".
"Hahaha, it's too late for that you little *****. Tonight, I'm going to find out just how ticklish your little tootsies are." Helena proceeded to undo the other boot, and passed it to Alison. Alison giggle and took a smell of the boot. "Oooo, your feet don't smell bad Zoe. How much do you pamper those pretty soles"? Helena cackled.
"I'm going to enjoy this" Helena said, and she extended a pointy index finger and dragged it down the length of Zoes sole. Her foot wiggles wildly "PLEASE NO I BEG YOU". "Oh you'll be begging me alright" Helena as Helena continues swiping her sole with the index finger. Zoe bit her lip and started to flush red.
"You weak little brat, can't handle a bit of tickling? Who knew such a strong and angry goth girl would have such ticklish feet". Helena now took to both feet and started gliding her other index finger over it. Sweat starter to form on Zoe's forehead.
"I think it's time to turn it up a notch" Alison said. And with that, Helena held up both her hands for Zoe to see, and started wiggling them inches from Zoe's feet. "Here I come..COOCHIE COOCHIE COO". Helena's fingers made contact and dry light scribbles all over Zoe's soles "HAHAHAHAHA PLEASEEEEE NOOOOOO I CANT STAND IT. HAHAHAHAHA GET OFF MY FUCKING FEET AHAHAHAHAHA" Zoe screamed. "Oh you've had this coming, tickle tickle!" Helena responded. "AHAHA SOMEBODY-AHHHHHHH HELLLLPP MEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
Helena's torturous fingers scrambled all over Zoe's sensitive soles. After 15 minutes, Zoe was red hot and sweating. "PLEASE I CANT TAKE IT. PLEASEEEEE"
"Fine, let's give this brat a little break" Helena said.
"Oooooo" Alison said as she moved close to the trapped feet "It looks like someone's toe is trying to escape hahah". Zoe's middle toe on her left foot has ripped through the stocking and was poking out. "Hmm, it looks a little lonely doesn't it Alison" Helena said. "NO...NNO...DONT YOU FUCKING DARE" Zoe screamed. "I believe Zoe, that what I'm going to do now, is treat me and Alison to the sight of your bare feet...LETS GET THOSE STOCKINGS OFF"
Alison and Zoe both took a foot, and poked there nails through the fabric in the soles and tore them apart. Protruding from the stocks, lay two peachy coloured bare feet, trembling. "Oh look at how pretty they are! Oh, black nail polish on your little toes! How cute" Helena said giggling.
"DO NOT TOUCH MY BARE FEET. I WILL FUCKING KILL YOU BITCH" Zoe screamed. "Oh I will touch them, I will glide my nails all over these tootsies until you scream." Helena said. "But first, a game. Have you ever played This Little Piggy?" "NO. NO. NO. GET THE FUCK AWAT FROM ME" Zoe shrieked.
Helena took hold of her little black nail polished toe. "This little piggy went to market" "NOOOOOO FUCK NOOOOOO" "This little piggy stayed at home, This little piggy had Roast beef, this little piggy had none" Helena sang while holding onto her middle and big toe. "And this little piggy went wee weee wee", and Helena proceeded to rake her nails all over her bare soles. "HAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHA FUCKING CUUUUNTTTTT AHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHA. HAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA GETTTTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAG OFF MY FEEEEEHHHT AHAHAHAHAHAHA" Zoe had lost it. Helena was ravaging her feet.
"Alison, Care to join" Helena said. "Oh you bet!!". Alison sat on a char by Zoe's right foot and held her big toe back with one hand. "I've always wanted to torture your pretty little feet" Alison said. And with that, she began gliding her index finger all over Zoe's taut sole. "AHHHHHHHHH HELPPPP ME. MY FUCKING FEEEEEEEEEET HAHAHAHAHAHA AAHHHHHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHA" Tears flowed down Zoe's face.
10 minutes went by "PLEASE. HAHAHAHAHAHA IM GOING TO PEE. IM GOING TO FUCKING WET MYSELF"
"Oh, are you now? Helena giggled. "Well then, let's speed it up for you. Alison, let's tie her toes" "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO" Zoe screamed. And with that, Alison loop each toe with some sewing string and tied them back against the stocks. Both soles now fully taught.
"Alison, take this" Helena passed her a long purple feather. "Oooo, I will feather her bare feet till she pees her pretty pants" Alison took the feather, and swished it up and down Zoe's right sole. Meanwhile Helena was just dragging her index finger up and down Zoe's Pink and red sole. "STOOOOOPPPPPPPPP NOOOOOOOO PLEASEEEEEEE AHHHAHAHAHAHAHA I CANT HOLDDDDDD ITTTTTTTTTTTTTTT. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
"Tickle tickle you little tramp, these pretty soles are going nowhere. You will piss your pants for everything you have done to me"
A few minutes had gone by, and Zoe was ready. "OHHHH MY GOD AHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKING CUNTS. IM GOING TO PEE. HELPPPPP. I CANT HOLD IT. AGHHHHHHHHHHHHH ITS COMING OUT. IM FUCKING AHAHAHAHA PEEING". golden liquid seeped out of her shorts, down her stockings and onto the floor.
"Oh you messy little slut. A little foot tickling makes you pee? Shouldn't of had all these Gin and Tonics!"
"OKAY PLEASE. NO MORE...JUST LET ME OUT" Zoe wheezingly said.
"Fine, let's get her out" Alison and Helena agreed. They unlocked the stocks and marched her upstairs. Zoe put her Boots on her bare feet, and ran out the house, hailing down a Taxi.
Alison and Helena giggled to eachother. Revenge is sweet. "I don't think she'll be bullying you anytime soon" Alison said. "Not if she wants those pretty black toes back in the stocks she won't".
They both laughed, and enjoyed the rest of the evening. The end
Let me know if you think I should do a revenge story!
