Not long after he started on the second foot, as he had Katie's second and third toes in his mouth and was swirling his tongue around them, there was a knock on the door and Billy felt his heart sink. By rejecting non-essential cookies, Reddit may still use certain cookies to ensure the proper functionality of our platform. It didn't take long for them to reach Caroline's home, unlocking and opening the door to lay eyes on the bound form of Billy once more. The last thing he heard before the two women went to sleep was from Tara, slightly muffled because of the bed covers. If I wasnt trying I could of made it feel better then anything you have ever felt in your ENTIRE LIFE!

She wondered how they would look to the neighbours; two beautiful and sweaty women, acting like children. She would spin the forks around in her fingers, focussing on smaller, more ticklish areas than making sure that every inch of sensitive skin was being attended to. Kim asked as she walked down the stairs having fetched a roll of duct tape from a drawer in the kitchen.

Caroline declared as she scrubbed the ball topped bristles up and down the lengths of Billy's soles aggressively, over and over. She made sure to squeeze her son's head even harder between her stinky feet, because it felt as though he was going to break free of their grasp. Ill just ignore your begging" She said and began to nibble on the left side of my ribs which made me scream. Caroline held an expression of pure concentration as she moved the left joystick rightward, coming in range of Billy the kid.

Billy's muffled voice was put to use once again when a pair of feet in soggy warm socks planted themselves onto his face. After pressing buttons and unleashing a flurry of blows onto Billy's character, she couldn't help but smile hearing the reactionary vibrations from her son's controller, as well as the uncomfortable groans that followed. They looked rather sweaty from their gym session, the spandex clothes looked damp in several places. Billy felt himself unable to think straight, as he was struggling to process the different sensations participating in his torment.She trusted in the judgement of Caroline and hoped to see her teaching her son a particularly juicy lesson. I tend to not use them too much but I see them in other stories and I think they add soooo much so I'm trying to use them more. She was utterly merciless, allowing the frustration towards Billy and her own sadistic pleasure become one, two streams joining to become a rushing river.

She loved the rapid sucking of foot odour tainted air from between her toes as she worked him over, a secondary benefit to the growing feeling of power. He saw that Karen had longer fingernails than his mom, who cut them short and hadn't had a manicure in years. Shuffling forwards on the couch, Katie inched her feet closer to Billy, eventually plastering the sweaty, warm flesh against his face. Billy had done well to last so long, to think of things that disgusted him and hold off the tide of pleasure building every time his character suffered another blow, but it couldn't last.It is certainly not something seen too much, unusual settings often make for some damn good stories! That's dirt and foot sweat you're seeing, as well as a good helping of whatever grime lurks inside those sneakers of hers.

So I tied him up, gagged him with my dirty socks, buried his nose in my shoe and allowed him to play the game for the rest of the day. Honestly, you sound so passionate that if you weren't my sister's son, bound to a chair about to be tickle tortured, that you wanted to be my little foot slave. Sometimes casual, telling her son all about her day, about her plans for the weekend, about the gym routine that she and Tara had planned for later. He thought (and hoped) that he'd be untied tomorrow and never be put through this kind of ordeal ever again.I heard her talking in the living room (which I think was the living room I dont know im tied to a bed). Grabbing Billy by the bond that linked his tied wrists and ankles, Caroline heaved, lifting her boy off of the ground. Katie giggled, grabbing her boyfriend's nose between a pair of toes that were downright greasy with sweat. Not only did he require his mom's assistance to urinate, he was all too aware of the mess he had made down below when she was tugging the boxer shorts down his upper thighs, feeling the cold remains of what had been forced out of him.