The Return of the Tickle Bandit Sole No Mercy I wasn t naive enough to think he wouldn t be back anymore He had left me tied to my own kitchen table panting in post orgasm bliss just like he had left me all those years ago After tickling teasing massaging and worshipping my helpless body to a hot horny mess And just like last time my gut told me he d be back My gut told me there was something about me that this so called notorious tickle bandit craved And now that I had done my research taken a good look at my feet and combined that with how good I must look all tied up helpless laughing and moaning I can t say I blame him I had also begun wising up to his ways so I made the decision to accept that he had clearly mastered the art of stalking spying and capturing That looking over my shoulder waiting for it or trying to anticipate his sneak attack was not only a waste of time but not conducive to a healthy free life style And so I decided to say fuck it I left my doors and windows unlocked put him in the back of my mind and went back to my normal life and routines I had more than enough experience with him now to know that he meant me no harm Just laughter pleasure and now bound orgasms It had only been about 2 months - A far cry sooner than the 2 years he waited last time when he returned once more I swear he must be a complete master stalker by now because there s no way I could ever believe his timing is that good What am I talking about Well almost all of you are foot lovers right And many of you are like him and have a weakness for tickling right More specifically tickling sexy incredible soles like mine Right Well He made his move after my bath After my hot delicious steamy bath After I got out dawned my satin bath rob slathered my soles in rich creamy foot lotion and covered them up with the booty slippers you re about to go bonkers for They re slippers right But in the shape N style of boots And their lining A thick warm fuzzy cotton Yea now you get it He HAD to have been watching There s no fucking way he s just THAT lucky I had been outta the bath for probably 40ish minutes when he stuck A rather convenient amount of time for all that lotion and warm fuzzy slipper action to work its ticklish magic don t ya think A rather perfect amount of waiting time to JUST be explained by luck Now even though the happy acceptance that I had my very own tickle teasing orgasm inflicting stalker had sunk in that cloth followed by the sudden darkness still takes a surprising toll on a girl I awoke in a familiar position Tied But something was different My legs were tied weird The sensation of them crossed took me a second to realize that he had gone out of his way to tie my ankles crossed on purpose My soles were completely vulnerable in this position I couldn t use one sole to shield the other It didn t take a genius to know what this was about My ticklish feet were fucked But far beyond that my soft pretty feet were still locked in my slipper boots My feet were SO fucked Speaking of which it wasn t enough that he was about to ruthlessly tickle my satin soft buttery pink and Constantly begging him to stop ticklish feet he needed to go even further and fuck with my mind before peeling off my slippers I was fully and completely straining all my attention on what was about to happen to my feet when he straddled above my arms By the time he undid my robe and started to tickle and help himself to my helpless quickly hardening nipples I actually had the most distant hope that he d leave my feet alone But his trip for now to the curvaceous roads of my upper body was impeccably brief and just as quickly as he had given me hope he took it away by slipping down to the foot of my bed and peeling away my first hot soft insanely fuzzy slipper To Be Continued Xoxo -Gwen