8 bare feet (F/FMFM)
Posted: Tue Dec 14, 2021 5:21 pm
I owe you this [mention]BeautifulHeart[/mention]
Julie and Steven had been going out for about four months. They had discovered a lot about each other in this time, most significantly they both enjoyed being tied up and they both enjoyed having their feet tickled and played with. Many was the night they’d sat of the sofa tickling and licking each other’s feet. They’d taken it in turns to tie each other up and tickle torture their partner for hours on end, sometime spending the night bound gagged and blindfolded but there was one fantasy they both had so far unfulfilled. They wanted to be tied up together whilst someone else tormented them. That is why Julie had searched for and found Nina. “Relax Steve. What can go wrong?”
“About a thousand things. What if she’s a serial killer who ties people up and slits their throats.”
“I’m sure she’d have been caught by now. Anyway look we’re here.” Julie pulled up outside a nondescript semidetached house on an estate on the end he of town. She and Steve got our. Julie was wearing a black top, denim skirt and red shoes. Steve was in jeans trainers and a white t shirt. Julie led the way to the door and rang the bell. The lady who answered was not Steve’s idea I’d a dominatrix nor a serial killer. Nina was about 30 , 5 ft 2, with shoulder length brown hair wearing a white vest top, very short, tight jean shorts and opaque black tights with no shoes.
“Julie and Steven.” Julie announced.
“Oh! “ Nina replied, surprised. “You’d better come in.”
“Is everything alright?” Asked Julie.
“I’m sorry I seem to have made a mistake.”
“We’re booked from 2 till 3.”
“I’m so sorry. I have you from 3 till 4. But now you’re here could you take your shoes and socks off.” Julie , slightly surprised, kicked her shoes off whilst Steve clearly worried slowly unlaced his trainers, removed them then peeled his black socks off.
“You’d better come this way.” Nina led the barefoot couple to another room where two objects lay on a gout on. From the shape the one wrapped in black tape was probably female, the one in pink tape did not have the same curves so was probably male. Bell and Greg had arrived earlier and were now oblivious to the world outside their cocoons. Their mouths were stuffed with foam balls, their had plugs in and extra padding over the top whilst foam pads also covered their eyes. Tape went over eyes, mouth and ears and a stocking had been pulled over their heads before Nina had wrapped both of them from head to ankles in tape. Pink for Greg, black for Bell. The only parts of their bodies exposed were their nylon covered noses through a gap in the tape and their bare feet where the tape stopped at their ankles. Heavy leather straps also went over their ankles, waists and chests holding them down to the fouton.
“I’m sorry. I seem to have double booked you.” Said Nina. “I could give you a double session and let you stay till four if that will make it up to you.
Julie looked at the four helpless bare feet and before Steve could say anything almost shouted “yes please!”
So with different levels of enthusiasm Julie and Steve lay next to the two cocoons as Nina tied their wrists to the top of the fouton and their ankles to the bottom. She then placed a foam ball in each of their mouths and secured with three pieces of silver tape each before fastening a leather blindfold on each of her two new victims.
Nina sat and looked at the eight bare feet in front of her and smiled. She waved her finger vaguely in the air before placing the nail of her index finger on Bell’s Lear foot, just below and slowly drawing it down. Both feet twitched and Bell tired to cross her right foot in front to protect the bare sole. A futile effort as both her feet were bare and vulnerable. Nina demonstrated by scraping her nails of Bell’s right foot then left, getting faster and more intense. Inside her tape prison Bell was aware only of the tickling and Nina became more energetic. Bell began to wriggle as much as the restraints would allow, not much. Nina began to smile at the torture Bell was suffering and at her own ingenuity , pretending to accidentally double book her clients so she could have all 8 feet for two hours, three probably as her victims could not tell the time. They’d just endure hour upon hour of sweet torture.
((I hope to post part 2 in less than 3 months))
Julie and Steven had been going out for about four months. They had discovered a lot about each other in this time, most significantly they both enjoyed being tied up and they both enjoyed having their feet tickled and played with. Many was the night they’d sat of the sofa tickling and licking each other’s feet. They’d taken it in turns to tie each other up and tickle torture their partner for hours on end, sometime spending the night bound gagged and blindfolded but there was one fantasy they both had so far unfulfilled. They wanted to be tied up together whilst someone else tormented them. That is why Julie had searched for and found Nina. “Relax Steve. What can go wrong?”
“About a thousand things. What if she’s a serial killer who ties people up and slits their throats.”
“I’m sure she’d have been caught by now. Anyway look we’re here.” Julie pulled up outside a nondescript semidetached house on an estate on the end he of town. She and Steve got our. Julie was wearing a black top, denim skirt and red shoes. Steve was in jeans trainers and a white t shirt. Julie led the way to the door and rang the bell. The lady who answered was not Steve’s idea I’d a dominatrix nor a serial killer. Nina was about 30 , 5 ft 2, with shoulder length brown hair wearing a white vest top, very short, tight jean shorts and opaque black tights with no shoes.
“Julie and Steven.” Julie announced.
“Oh! “ Nina replied, surprised. “You’d better come in.”
“Is everything alright?” Asked Julie.
“I’m sorry I seem to have made a mistake.”
“We’re booked from 2 till 3.”
“I’m so sorry. I have you from 3 till 4. But now you’re here could you take your shoes and socks off.” Julie , slightly surprised, kicked her shoes off whilst Steve clearly worried slowly unlaced his trainers, removed them then peeled his black socks off.
“You’d better come this way.” Nina led the barefoot couple to another room where two objects lay on a gout on. From the shape the one wrapped in black tape was probably female, the one in pink tape did not have the same curves so was probably male. Bell and Greg had arrived earlier and were now oblivious to the world outside their cocoons. Their mouths were stuffed with foam balls, their had plugs in and extra padding over the top whilst foam pads also covered their eyes. Tape went over eyes, mouth and ears and a stocking had been pulled over their heads before Nina had wrapped both of them from head to ankles in tape. Pink for Greg, black for Bell. The only parts of their bodies exposed were their nylon covered noses through a gap in the tape and their bare feet where the tape stopped at their ankles. Heavy leather straps also went over their ankles, waists and chests holding them down to the fouton.
“I’m sorry. I seem to have double booked you.” Said Nina. “I could give you a double session and let you stay till four if that will make it up to you.
Julie looked at the four helpless bare feet and before Steve could say anything almost shouted “yes please!”
So with different levels of enthusiasm Julie and Steve lay next to the two cocoons as Nina tied their wrists to the top of the fouton and their ankles to the bottom. She then placed a foam ball in each of their mouths and secured with three pieces of silver tape each before fastening a leather blindfold on each of her two new victims.
Nina sat and looked at the eight bare feet in front of her and smiled. She waved her finger vaguely in the air before placing the nail of her index finger on Bell’s Lear foot, just below and slowly drawing it down. Both feet twitched and Bell tired to cross her right foot in front to protect the bare sole. A futile effort as both her feet were bare and vulnerable. Nina demonstrated by scraping her nails of Bell’s right foot then left, getting faster and more intense. Inside her tape prison Bell was aware only of the tickling and Nina became more energetic. Bell began to wriggle as much as the restraints would allow, not much. Nina began to smile at the torture Bell was suffering and at her own ingenuity , pretending to accidentally double book her clients so she could have all 8 feet for two hours, three probably as her victims could not tell the time. They’d just endure hour upon hour of sweet torture.
((I hope to post part 2 in less than 3 months))