Tickling My Boyfriend: The First Plot (FF/M)

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Can't you and aunt Karen just finish it off? You've done the rest, might as well grab what's left.” Katie! Grab me the headset, if you don't mind.” Caroline gestured towards the wrapped up set of headphones hurriedly, and Katie fetched them. She couldn't help but shoot a cheeky grin her boyfriend's way when his miserable eyes met hers.

Remember this Billy, because I don't expect to see you again. You're not good at this game, not as good as me anyway. It was a fluke in the first place that you managed to reach platinum. Hopefully by the end of the day, you're with the other noobs in bronze where you belong.” GirlGamerGia5 said her farewells, trying not to giggle at the unfortunate state of her once rival and moved onto her next online ranked match. Sour. It tasted sour, and more than a little bit salty. Billy felt like an idiot, thinking that his mother was going to leave him ungagged. Isn't there something else I can do for you? Come on mom, aunt Karen, be nice. I'll clean the whole house if you need me to.”The two women laughed as they felt Billy's body struggle beneath them, unable to do anything useful. “What's wrong Billy? Did you think your lesson was over? I did tell you that Tara and I would have some fun when we returned!” Caroline said as she rubbed her sweaty post-gym feet against her son's unwilling face. Good.” Annabelle looked at her mom, let’s call her Gretchen (50ish, also pretty fit) “Mom, come help me.” Katie followed Caroline into the living room, seeing exactly what was going on. Caroline returned to the place on the couch that she had left, propping both bare feet up into her son's face. “Oh my god. This is amazing!” Katie observed before bursting into a fit of laughter, every second of which brought Billy's red face to a deeper shade. Marking the beginning of the longest forty-five minutes of Billy's life, Caroline resumed the scrubbing of his soles with the hairbrush. She was utterly merciless, allowing the frustration towards Billy and her own sadistic pleasure become one, two streams joining to become a rushing river. And this river was harsh.

Could you try to do this favor? Link a pic of how the aunt and mom look in your mind and their feet? Please? That's all I want from me. Can't wait for the next part seriously I am not just saying it! I love it! Witnessing Adam's newfound misery, gagged and helpless right in front of them, Kim and Karen were practically falling over laughing, having to grip the sides of the chair for support. Adam's face turned bright red, humiliated and angry at the fact that his mom and aunt were stood laughing as he suffered. I’ve seen people posting the same exact thing in the span of a day or 2. Please keep it minimal, no one wants to see the same photos reuploaded over and over again. To specify, content from the same session is okay of course! This is more geared towards removing text posts asking for meetups/sessions repeatedly throughout the week from the same user. Good morning," The voice on the end of the phone was polite and delicate, the perfect telephone voice. "Am I speaking to Noah?"

Really, I know you said you don't plan to continue it, but there's certainly room for that weekend with his cousins taking advantage of the whole situation.

Adam started to speak, moving forwards slowly but suddenly two people jumped out from behind a wall, taking him by surprise and pinning him to the ground face down. “MOM! HELP!” He yelled, terrified. Thank goodness he'd just emptied his bladder. Adam swallowed. He hated when his mom guilt tripped him. If only he could tell her the truth, she'd let him off the hook. If only he could say: “Mom, I'm sexually attracted to female feet!” That'd excuse him from rubbing their feet. But no, that would be too humiliating to admit to his own mother, especially with aunt Karen present. The only way it would be worse was if Jessica was here too, not staying at a friend's house until the move was complete. Billy shook his head, crying and making noises of protest through his gag. But one foot of his mother and one foot of Tara hooked behind his head as the other two feet pressed hard into his face, forcing hard and direct inhalation of their foot odour as his online rival sexually tortured him. “ Perfect Victory!” Adam was speechless. He didn't know what to say, what to do. He decided to ask a question, eyeing the duct tape nervously. “What's the tape for mom?”You like that Billy? Well there's gonna be a whole lot more coming your way once I really get the hang of this.” After sending a bunch more vibrations Billy's way, Caroline decided she was good enough to open the pause menu and look up the combo list. Or do you need further punishment?” Karen asked, smiling and leaning forwards, leaving the space between the tip of her nose and Adam's reddened face minimal. Feeling utterly humiliated whilst his aunt turned him on further by manipulating his erogenous nub, Adam moaned with what he hoped would be seen as a positive tone. Right now, he needed all the help he could get. It's Niall and Liam's Anniversary and Liam thinks that it would be a great time to make a special request as part of an Annivesary gift. Who knows? Maybe it will be a gift for them both. Language: English Words: 5,343 Chapters: 1/1 Kudos: 88 Bookmarks: 5 Hits: 4,807

Karen! That's disgusting!” Kim snorted, giving her sister a playful slap. She then looked down at her own sneakers, fidgeted with her feet for a brief moment and pulled a disgusted face. “Although truth be told, my feet feel gross. These are the pair I used to wear to the gym, before they started stinking out the changing room. Now not only am I wearing them again, but over the past week I've been hard at work, sweating so damn much. I have to force myself to throw these things away once I'm done with them. My feet are really feeling the effects of all that standing up and running around that we've done getting this place ready to move into.” I'm not crazy about this, Matt, but they threatened to tie ME up if I didn't do my part. Do you want me to take your gag off?" Carly asked. All she received in response was a muffled yell. It was a hilarious sight for Caroline, after such a long day of work. There he was, her son, on the floor by the television in a strict hog-tie. All of his clothing save the blue boxer shorts were missing. His wrists and ankles were tied together and those ties were joined, resulting in the hog-tie. Caroline could see that an extra few ropes bound his shins, knees and thighs together too. Each length of rope was tied over a strip of cloth, preventing friction against the bare skin. The reason that poor Billy couldn't speak was because of what the perpetrator had done to his face. Strips of duct tape covered his lips, preventing him from spitting something out of his mouth, something big enough to cause his cheeks to bulge. Over that, covering his nose, was a small blue canvas sneaker. Placed in such a way that every breath the victim took was tainted by the odour of the footwear, the laces were tied behind his head to keep it in place.And I'm your mother. Tell me Adam, how is this appropriate? I feel embarrassed.” Kim appeared to be distant and disappointed, although it was hard for Adam to tell currently with two sweaty, dirty feet smothering his face. Understand?” Kim raised her voice a little, just enough to inform her son of the irritation she felt.