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Part 3
The week once again passed by slowly for Beth. She followed her usual nightly ritual of massaging lotion into her entire body accompanied by woollen socks for her sensitive feet. Once again, she found herself at the salon for an unnecessary pedicure, leaving her feet soft. The only difference this week was her toes had clear nail polish on them.
She took a slow, nervous walk to Miss Stantons office, dressed in her tracksuit and flip-flops as before. She knocked on the door and waited to be summoned, but nothing. Nervously, she entered Miss Stantons office, seeing a note for her on the desk.
Beth,
Meet me in the usual room. It is unlocked but please lock it once you enter.
Miss Stanton
Beth slowly walked down the corridor, dragging her feet. This part of the university was a ghost town after 15:30, with all of the staff gone for the weekend and the students being as far away from the building as possible. As she approached the door, she took a deep breath before opening. Once the door closed and locked, Beth started to walk down the stairs. She could hear the faint sound of Miss Stantons voice but couldnt make out what she was saying. Presuming that she was on the phone, she continued her decent down the stairs.
As she turned the corner, she froze in disbelief. Another girl was tied to the devil in her underwear, complete with a hood masking her identity. All Beth could make out was a blonde ponytail, sticking out of the rear of the hood.
Ah, my tickle slave has arrived Miss Stanton announced, smiling at Beth. Why dont you come over here?
Nervously, Beth walked towards the pair, blushing with embarrassment.
Now then slave, I caught this one snooping around in the off limits area after hours Miss Stanton announced.
The room filling with the sounds of muffled protests as the hood prevented any kind of words escaping.
I want you to teach this girl a lesson Miss Stanton instructed, passing Beth an electric toothbrush.
Beth gulped as she nervously took the brush.
I want to hear the sound of muffled laughter and begging Miss Stanton instructed. If I dont, you will also be on the receiving end.
Beths heart was pounding as she approached the captive girl. She looked at her hands trying to get free as her head shook from side to side. Not knowing where to start or what to do, Beth turned the toothbrush on. The whirring noise sent the captive girl into panic. Beth watched her large, pale, dirty feet clench and scrunch as the muffled begging continued.
Miss Stanton handed Beth a small glass of soapy water.
Why dont you start by cleaning these soles Miss Stanton smirked.
Beth gulped as she lowered the brush into the glass, foaming the water up before she edged it closer to the poor girls right foot. As she made contact with the heel, the girls foot jerked. Beth moved it up to her arch.
MMMPPPHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAMMPPPHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAMMPP PHHHH the girl screamed into her hood.
Beth looked back nervously at Miss Stanton. She lowered her glasses to the end of her nose and diverted her eyes to the girls foot. Beth took a deep breath before reaching out and grabbing her big toe, just as Miss Stanton had done to her before gliding the brush up and down the girls trapped sole.
She screamed into the hood as Beth cleaned her foot with the toothbrush before running it underneath the girls long, slender toes. She was buckling against her bonds viciously as Beth held her sensitive foot in place, ensuring it was completely clean before moving over to her left foot, scrubbing it clean.
The girls ten minutes of torment ended as Beth finally turned the brush off.
Are you done? Miss Stanton quizzed.
Beth nodded her head before putting the brush and glass down.
Tickle her! Miss Stanton snapped.
Beth gulped before shaking her head.
NO? Miss Stanton shouted with anger.
Beth gulped again nervously before shaking her head. Miss Stanton stormed over to her, grabbing her right wrist. She pulled Beth over to the side of the room. Beth looked up at the wrist cuffs suspended from the chains in the ceiling.
GET UNDRESSED NOW! Miss Stanton snapped.
As fast as she could, Beth took off her tracksuit, t-shirt, bra and flip-flops. Miss Stanton grabbed her wrist again before cuffing it above her head. She did the same to her left wrist before pulling the chain on the pulley, stretching Beths wrists above her head. She disappeared to a cupboard, returning with a spreader bar before bending down and cuffing Beths ankle to the spreader bar.
Soon you will accept it, until then, you will watch me torture this girl Miss Stanton explained. Once I am done with her, its your turn.
Beths heart was pounding once again as she watched Miss Stanton walk over to the hooded girl before sinking her fingernails into her sides and stomach.
Beth watched on for the next hour as the poor girl wriggled as much as she could, her muffled laughter filling the room as her armpits, sides and stomach were constantly tickled. Miss Stantons experienced fingers glided across each part of the girls bare flesh, often taking her breath away. Her breaks were short, mainly only stopping briefly whilst Miss Stanton switched positions to gain better access to another ticklish area.
Finally, Miss Stanton stopped for a few minutes whilst she retrieved a bag from the cupboard. Beth looked in horror at the red marks all over the captive girls pasty skin from the assault of Miss Stantons fingernails. The poor girl hung her head down in exhaustion, breathing heavily.
Miss Stanton returned to the girl with her bag, placing it down on the floor in between her feet. She took out a bullet vibrator and a roll of bandage tape before placing the vibrator underneath the girls toes on her right foot, wrapping the bandage around her foot, securing it. She took out another vibrator, placing it on her right arch and securing it in place. The same process took place on the girls left foot, leaving them both mummified.
Miss Stanton walked back over to Beth, glaring at her.
You disobeyed a direct order she said. I asked you to voluntarily tickle her, but now, you will do it involuntarily.
Beth looked at her puzzled.
As soon as you start laughing, I will turn the vibrators on she smirked. If you dont want to tickle this girls feet, all you have to do it stay quiet.
Beth gulped nervously again as Miss Stanton took out two long turkey feathers from her bag and approached Beths armpits with them. Delicately, she dragged them up and down Beths armpits, causing Beth to twitch. Beth clamped her mouth shut, trying to supress the giggles as the feathers twisted and stroked her sensitive skin. The feathers dragged up and down her sides before returning to her armpits. Beth tried to pull her arms down as much as she could but they wouldnt budge, leaving her dancing on her tiptoes. Although the light tickling was intense for Beth, she was doing a good job staying quiet.
The feather torment moved up to her neck, causing Beth to fling her head around like a rag doll as the tickling intensified on both side of her neck. Beth sneezed as one feather tickled her nostrils, causing Miss Stanton to grin with excitement. After nearly half an hour, Miss Stanton moved the feathers down to Beths breasts. As the feather tips struck Beths nipples, her eyes went wide with fear.
Aww, whats wrong? Miss Stanton mocked. Did you forget how ticklish your nipples were?
Beth clamped down her teeth harder, her eye twitching as the feathers circled and flicked her nipples over and over.
Teeehehehehehehehehehehe Beth began to giggle.
I knew your nipples would be your week point Miss Stanton said with delight as she took out a remote and pressed one of the buttons.
Beth heard the buzzing from the vibrators turning on before the muffled laughter filled the room as the captive girls feet felt the fully ticklish impact of the vibrators.
Now, I have a late meeting to attend Miss Stanton announced. As she is now occupied, I will give you something else to focus your mind.
Beth watched Miss Stanton pull up a frame towards her. She took out two electric drill, fixing them to the frame. Beths heart raced with nerves, wondering what kind of torture this was going to be. She finally pulled out two drill attachments, each had at least twenty turkey feathers attached. Miss Stanton locked the attachments in place before moving the frame closer to Beth and adjusting the height so Beths breasts were in the middle of the feathers.
I shouldnt be longer than an hour Miss Stanton smiled. But if I am, these drills have around two hours of battery life.
P-P-Please Beth begged.
Miss Stanton just smiled back before turning the drills on, sending the feathers spinning over her breasts.
NOOHOHOHOHOHO AHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth cackled instantly with laughter.
Her eyes brought to tears straight away, as she bounced around but couldnt escape. Her blurred vision saw Miss Stanton walk away and up the stairs before she turned the lights off, sending Beth into ticklish darkness.
Beth wriggled around for the next hour, giggling intensely as the revolving feathers glided over her sensitive nipples. She grew weak at the knees but the chains suspending her wrists prevented her from slumping to the ground. Beth had begun to discover that not only did the feathers tickle her breasts but they also began to increase her arousal levels, leaving her nipples rock hard and her pussy moist.
Neither of the captive girls noticed that Miss Stanton had re-entered the room. She turned off the vibrators from the hooded girl before walking over to Beths wriggling body. The first Beth knew about her presence was when her fingernails contacted Beths sweaty armpits.
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCCCKKKKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed, dancing around on the floor, unable to escape.
The fingernails dug deeper than ever and scratched faster, leaving Beth frantically bouncing around against the chains suspending her arms. Her arousal levels quickly dropped as the tickling intensified, moving up and down her sides and armpits.
AHAHAHAHAAHA STAAHAHAHAHAAAAPPP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth pleaded.
Feeling generous, Miss Stanton finally removed her tickling fingers and turned the drills off, retracting the fixture away from Beths breasts. Beth panted heavily, slowly opening her teary eyes to the dark room. Miss Stantons figure in front of her lightly flicked Beths nipples.
Looks like you had some fun with the feathers She joked before walking back over to the side of the room and turning the lights on.
Beth looked across at the hooded girl, her exhausted body completely motionless with the exception of her stomach as she took deep breath after deep breath. Miss Stanton walked over to the girl.
Are you ready to do what I say, Slave? Miss Stanton asked firmly.
The girl nodded slowly, accepting her fate quicker that Beth did. Miss Stanton attached a collar around the girls neck before carefully removing the cuffs that bound the girl to the devil.
Miss Stanton helped the girl slowly to her feet before she collapsed onto the hands and knees on the floor.
You have one more task before you are allowed to go Miss Stanton instructed. I want you to tickle the other slave.
The hooded girl nodded slowly before being helped to her feet once again. Miss Stanton guided her like a dog by the collar towards Beth. The girl appeared to be around 6 foot tall with a long blonde ponytail sticking out from the rear of the hood. Her pale skin as moist as Beths as she stood in front of her. Miss Stanton guided the girls arms to Beths waist line. Beth took a long deep breath as she felt the girls large hands on her sweaty skin but before she could conclude her breath, the girl began pinching her sides.
AAAHAHAHAHAHA FUUUCKKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed as she began to bounce around again.
The girl pinched Beths sensitive skin up and down her sides, moving across her ribs to her armpits before returning back down to her waist. Beths forced laughter increased in volume as the girl moved below her underwear to her thighs, pinching and tickling as she moved so freely.
Beths legs were now the main target from the girl who changed her approach and began spider tickling across her inner thighs, sending Beth shrieking with laughter. Beth did not notice the girls occasional brushes with her underwear until it was too late. One hand continued to tickle Beths inner thigh whilst the other began spider tickling over Beths crotch.
AAHAHAHAHA WHAAAAT AHAHAHAHA THHEEE FUCCKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed in disapproval as her sensitive crotch felt the wrath of the girls fingernails.
Upon seeing this, Miss Stanton tugged at the girls collar, pulling her away from Beth.
What do you think youre doing? Miss Stanton snapped, yanking the girl to the floor onto her hands and knees. If you are going to act like a dog, you will be treated in that way.
Miss Stanton dragged the girl away, putting her into a cage the other side of the room, locking her in and cuffing her wrists between the bars so she couldnt escape.
I am extremely sorry that happened Miss Stanton whispered to Beth. She will be effectively punished for that.
Beth didnt say a word. Although she was shocked by the experience, she enjoyed the feeling of the tickling against her crotch, especially from the arousal the feathers brought her. This left her the feeling of confusion over her sexuality, another girl had never touched her crotch intentionally before.
Take the rest of the evening off and come back tomorrow at 6pm Miss Stanton instructed, unclipping Beths ankles from the spreader bar before her wrists.
Yes Miss Beth replied before she put her clothes back on.
You do not touch someone in that way unless they ask Miss Stanton scolded the girl.
Beth slowly made her way to the exit, up the stairs.
Now, you have earnt a punishment of not only vibrators on your feet again, but you can have the feather treatment to your breasts for the next 2 hours Miss Stanton scolded again as Beth left the room.
Beth slowly walked back to her room, locking it behind her and sitting on the bed. She couldnt stop thinking about the nipple and pussy tickling her had experienced. Just thinking about it made her moist. She was deeply confused by everything that had happened, making her unable to sleep.
After a few restless hours, there was a gentle knock at Beths door. Beth ignored it initially until the knocking was a little louder. She climbed out of bed and peered through the peep hole to see her flatmate, Jen.
Then it hit her, Jen was the other girl. Beth froze watching Jen slowly turn around a walk down the corridor. She was the same height as the girl with the same hair. Beth opened the door, causing Jen to turn around. Beth looked down at Jens large bare feet, her red toe nails matched the other girl.
It was you? Beth asked nervously.
Jen nodded.
But why? Beth asked.
I came looking for you yesterday to make sure you were ok and ended up stumbling on that dungeon Jen responded.
Why did you tickle my pussy? Beth said softly, not wanting to wake anyone up.
Can I come in? Jen asked.
Beth nodded, letting Jen into the room. They both sat at either ends of the bed with Beth pulling her ankles up to her bum.
As soon as I heard your laughter and voice, I knew it was you Jen started speaking. Im sorry, I got carried away. I have always had a crush on you.
Im sorry that youre stuck in this situation but I like boys Beth said sympathetically trying to hide her new sexual confusion.
Look, give me a chance Jen asked softly. I can do way more than any boy can do.
Jen reached out and grasped Beths ankle, pulling it towards her. Beth did not put up any resistance, instead lay down on the bed with both her feet on Jens lap. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Before she knew it, Jen massaged her right foot. The arousal quickly returned to Beth as her eyes opened, seeing Jen move her foot up to her mouth, sucking on her big toe.
Jen let out a moan before quickly retracting her foot.
Look, I need to think Beth said nervously.
Ok Jen agreed. Take your time. I will see you tomorrow night in the dungeon. Just to let you know, I will be the one wearing the hood she joked.
Beth smiled at Jen as she left. Beth stood up and locked the door, now even more confused than ever. She sat on her bed and slid her hand down her pants to feel her moistness. Without realising what she was doing, she began massaging herself, moaning heavily extremely quickly. Her eyes shot open and she retracted her hand.
What the fuck is going on? she said to herself before curling up on the bed in the recovery position.
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Part 3
The week once again passed by slowly for Beth. She followed her usual nightly ritual of massaging lotion into her entire body accompanied by woollen socks for her sensitive feet. Once again, she found herself at the salon for an unnecessary pedicure, leaving her feet soft. The only difference this week was her toes had clear nail polish on them.
She took a slow, nervous walk to Miss Stantons office, dressed in her tracksuit and flip-flops as before. She knocked on the door and waited to be summoned, but nothing. Nervously, she entered Miss Stantons office, seeing a note for her on the desk.
Beth,
Meet me in the usual room. It is unlocked but please lock it once you enter.
Miss Stanton
Beth slowly walked down the corridor, dragging her feet. This part of the university was a ghost town after 15:30, with all of the staff gone for the weekend and the students being as far away from the building as possible. As she approached the door, she took a deep breath before opening. Once the door closed and locked, Beth started to walk down the stairs. She could hear the faint sound of Miss Stantons voice but couldnt make out what she was saying. Presuming that she was on the phone, she continued her decent down the stairs.
As she turned the corner, she froze in disbelief. Another girl was tied to the devil in her underwear, complete with a hood masking her identity. All Beth could make out was a blonde ponytail, sticking out of the rear of the hood.
Ah, my tickle slave has arrived Miss Stanton announced, smiling at Beth. Why dont you come over here?
Nervously, Beth walked towards the pair, blushing with embarrassment.
Now then slave, I caught this one snooping around in the off limits area after hours Miss Stanton announced.
The room filling with the sounds of muffled protests as the hood prevented any kind of words escaping.
I want you to teach this girl a lesson Miss Stanton instructed, passing Beth an electric toothbrush.
Beth gulped as she nervously took the brush.
I want to hear the sound of muffled laughter and begging Miss Stanton instructed. If I dont, you will also be on the receiving end.
Beths heart was pounding as she approached the captive girl. She looked at her hands trying to get free as her head shook from side to side. Not knowing where to start or what to do, Beth turned the toothbrush on. The whirring noise sent the captive girl into panic. Beth watched her large, pale, dirty feet clench and scrunch as the muffled begging continued.
Miss Stanton handed Beth a small glass of soapy water.
Why dont you start by cleaning these soles Miss Stanton smirked.
Beth gulped as she lowered the brush into the glass, foaming the water up before she edged it closer to the poor girls right foot. As she made contact with the heel, the girls foot jerked. Beth moved it up to her arch.
MMMPPPHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAMMPPPHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAMMPP PHHHH the girl screamed into her hood.
Beth looked back nervously at Miss Stanton. She lowered her glasses to the end of her nose and diverted her eyes to the girls foot. Beth took a deep breath before reaching out and grabbing her big toe, just as Miss Stanton had done to her before gliding the brush up and down the girls trapped sole.
She screamed into the hood as Beth cleaned her foot with the toothbrush before running it underneath the girls long, slender toes. She was buckling against her bonds viciously as Beth held her sensitive foot in place, ensuring it was completely clean before moving over to her left foot, scrubbing it clean.
The girls ten minutes of torment ended as Beth finally turned the brush off.
Are you done? Miss Stanton quizzed.
Beth nodded her head before putting the brush and glass down.
Tickle her! Miss Stanton snapped.
Beth gulped before shaking her head.
NO? Miss Stanton shouted with anger.
Beth gulped again nervously before shaking her head. Miss Stanton stormed over to her, grabbing her right wrist. She pulled Beth over to the side of the room. Beth looked up at the wrist cuffs suspended from the chains in the ceiling.
GET UNDRESSED NOW! Miss Stanton snapped.
As fast as she could, Beth took off her tracksuit, t-shirt, bra and flip-flops. Miss Stanton grabbed her wrist again before cuffing it above her head. She did the same to her left wrist before pulling the chain on the pulley, stretching Beths wrists above her head. She disappeared to a cupboard, returning with a spreader bar before bending down and cuffing Beths ankle to the spreader bar.
Soon you will accept it, until then, you will watch me torture this girl Miss Stanton explained. Once I am done with her, its your turn.
Beths heart was pounding once again as she watched Miss Stanton walk over to the hooded girl before sinking her fingernails into her sides and stomach.
Beth watched on for the next hour as the poor girl wriggled as much as she could, her muffled laughter filling the room as her armpits, sides and stomach were constantly tickled. Miss Stantons experienced fingers glided across each part of the girls bare flesh, often taking her breath away. Her breaks were short, mainly only stopping briefly whilst Miss Stanton switched positions to gain better access to another ticklish area.
Finally, Miss Stanton stopped for a few minutes whilst she retrieved a bag from the cupboard. Beth looked in horror at the red marks all over the captive girls pasty skin from the assault of Miss Stantons fingernails. The poor girl hung her head down in exhaustion, breathing heavily.
Miss Stanton returned to the girl with her bag, placing it down on the floor in between her feet. She took out a bullet vibrator and a roll of bandage tape before placing the vibrator underneath the girls toes on her right foot, wrapping the bandage around her foot, securing it. She took out another vibrator, placing it on her right arch and securing it in place. The same process took place on the girls left foot, leaving them both mummified.
Miss Stanton walked back over to Beth, glaring at her.
You disobeyed a direct order she said. I asked you to voluntarily tickle her, but now, you will do it involuntarily.
Beth looked at her puzzled.
As soon as you start laughing, I will turn the vibrators on she smirked. If you dont want to tickle this girls feet, all you have to do it stay quiet.
Beth gulped nervously again as Miss Stanton took out two long turkey feathers from her bag and approached Beths armpits with them. Delicately, she dragged them up and down Beths armpits, causing Beth to twitch. Beth clamped her mouth shut, trying to supress the giggles as the feathers twisted and stroked her sensitive skin. The feathers dragged up and down her sides before returning to her armpits. Beth tried to pull her arms down as much as she could but they wouldnt budge, leaving her dancing on her tiptoes. Although the light tickling was intense for Beth, she was doing a good job staying quiet.
The feather torment moved up to her neck, causing Beth to fling her head around like a rag doll as the tickling intensified on both side of her neck. Beth sneezed as one feather tickled her nostrils, causing Miss Stanton to grin with excitement. After nearly half an hour, Miss Stanton moved the feathers down to Beths breasts. As the feather tips struck Beths nipples, her eyes went wide with fear.
Aww, whats wrong? Miss Stanton mocked. Did you forget how ticklish your nipples were?
Beth clamped down her teeth harder, her eye twitching as the feathers circled and flicked her nipples over and over.
Teeehehehehehehehehehehe Beth began to giggle.
I knew your nipples would be your week point Miss Stanton said with delight as she took out a remote and pressed one of the buttons.
Beth heard the buzzing from the vibrators turning on before the muffled laughter filled the room as the captive girls feet felt the fully ticklish impact of the vibrators.
Now, I have a late meeting to attend Miss Stanton announced. As she is now occupied, I will give you something else to focus your mind.
Beth watched Miss Stanton pull up a frame towards her. She took out two electric drill, fixing them to the frame. Beths heart raced with nerves, wondering what kind of torture this was going to be. She finally pulled out two drill attachments, each had at least twenty turkey feathers attached. Miss Stanton locked the attachments in place before moving the frame closer to Beth and adjusting the height so Beths breasts were in the middle of the feathers.
I shouldnt be longer than an hour Miss Stanton smiled. But if I am, these drills have around two hours of battery life.
P-P-Please Beth begged.
Miss Stanton just smiled back before turning the drills on, sending the feathers spinning over her breasts.
NOOHOHOHOHOHO AHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth cackled instantly with laughter.
Her eyes brought to tears straight away, as she bounced around but couldnt escape. Her blurred vision saw Miss Stanton walk away and up the stairs before she turned the lights off, sending Beth into ticklish darkness.
Beth wriggled around for the next hour, giggling intensely as the revolving feathers glided over her sensitive nipples. She grew weak at the knees but the chains suspending her wrists prevented her from slumping to the ground. Beth had begun to discover that not only did the feathers tickle her breasts but they also began to increase her arousal levels, leaving her nipples rock hard and her pussy moist.
Neither of the captive girls noticed that Miss Stanton had re-entered the room. She turned off the vibrators from the hooded girl before walking over to Beths wriggling body. The first Beth knew about her presence was when her fingernails contacted Beths sweaty armpits.
AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCCCKKKKAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed, dancing around on the floor, unable to escape.
The fingernails dug deeper than ever and scratched faster, leaving Beth frantically bouncing around against the chains suspending her arms. Her arousal levels quickly dropped as the tickling intensified, moving up and down her sides and armpits.
AHAHAHAHAAHA STAAHAHAHAHAAAAPPP HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth pleaded.
Feeling generous, Miss Stanton finally removed her tickling fingers and turned the drills off, retracting the fixture away from Beths breasts. Beth panted heavily, slowly opening her teary eyes to the dark room. Miss Stantons figure in front of her lightly flicked Beths nipples.
Looks like you had some fun with the feathers She joked before walking back over to the side of the room and turning the lights on.
Beth looked across at the hooded girl, her exhausted body completely motionless with the exception of her stomach as she took deep breath after deep breath. Miss Stanton walked over to the girl.
Are you ready to do what I say, Slave? Miss Stanton asked firmly.
The girl nodded slowly, accepting her fate quicker that Beth did. Miss Stanton attached a collar around the girls neck before carefully removing the cuffs that bound the girl to the devil.
Miss Stanton helped the girl slowly to her feet before she collapsed onto the hands and knees on the floor.
You have one more task before you are allowed to go Miss Stanton instructed. I want you to tickle the other slave.
The hooded girl nodded slowly before being helped to her feet once again. Miss Stanton guided her like a dog by the collar towards Beth. The girl appeared to be around 6 foot tall with a long blonde ponytail sticking out from the rear of the hood. Her pale skin as moist as Beths as she stood in front of her. Miss Stanton guided the girls arms to Beths waist line. Beth took a long deep breath as she felt the girls large hands on her sweaty skin but before she could conclude her breath, the girl began pinching her sides.
AAAHAHAHAHAHA FUUUCKKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed as she began to bounce around again.
The girl pinched Beths sensitive skin up and down her sides, moving across her ribs to her armpits before returning back down to her waist. Beths forced laughter increased in volume as the girl moved below her underwear to her thighs, pinching and tickling as she moved so freely.
Beths legs were now the main target from the girl who changed her approach and began spider tickling across her inner thighs, sending Beth shrieking with laughter. Beth did not notice the girls occasional brushes with her underwear until it was too late. One hand continued to tickle Beths inner thigh whilst the other began spider tickling over Beths crotch.
AAHAHAHAHA WHAAAAT AHAHAHAHA THHEEE FUCCKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA Beth screamed in disapproval as her sensitive crotch felt the wrath of the girls fingernails.
Upon seeing this, Miss Stanton tugged at the girls collar, pulling her away from Beth.
What do you think youre doing? Miss Stanton snapped, yanking the girl to the floor onto her hands and knees. If you are going to act like a dog, you will be treated in that way.
Miss Stanton dragged the girl away, putting her into a cage the other side of the room, locking her in and cuffing her wrists between the bars so she couldnt escape.
I am extremely sorry that happened Miss Stanton whispered to Beth. She will be effectively punished for that.
Beth didnt say a word. Although she was shocked by the experience, she enjoyed the feeling of the tickling against her crotch, especially from the arousal the feathers brought her. This left her the feeling of confusion over her sexuality, another girl had never touched her crotch intentionally before.
Take the rest of the evening off and come back tomorrow at 6pm Miss Stanton instructed, unclipping Beths ankles from the spreader bar before her wrists.
Yes Miss Beth replied before she put her clothes back on.
You do not touch someone in that way unless they ask Miss Stanton scolded the girl.
Beth slowly made her way to the exit, up the stairs.
Now, you have earnt a punishment of not only vibrators on your feet again, but you can have the feather treatment to your breasts for the next 2 hours Miss Stanton scolded again as Beth left the room.
Beth slowly walked back to her room, locking it behind her and sitting on the bed. She couldnt stop thinking about the nipple and pussy tickling her had experienced. Just thinking about it made her moist. She was deeply confused by everything that had happened, making her unable to sleep.
After a few restless hours, there was a gentle knock at Beths door. Beth ignored it initially until the knocking was a little louder. She climbed out of bed and peered through the peep hole to see her flatmate, Jen.
Then it hit her, Jen was the other girl. Beth froze watching Jen slowly turn around a walk down the corridor. She was the same height as the girl with the same hair. Beth opened the door, causing Jen to turn around. Beth looked down at Jens large bare feet, her red toe nails matched the other girl.
It was you? Beth asked nervously.
Jen nodded.
But why? Beth asked.
I came looking for you yesterday to make sure you were ok and ended up stumbling on that dungeon Jen responded.
Why did you tickle my pussy? Beth said softly, not wanting to wake anyone up.
Can I come in? Jen asked.
Beth nodded, letting Jen into the room. They both sat at either ends of the bed with Beth pulling her ankles up to her bum.
As soon as I heard your laughter and voice, I knew it was you Jen started speaking. Im sorry, I got carried away. I have always had a crush on you.
Im sorry that youre stuck in this situation but I like boys Beth said sympathetically trying to hide her new sexual confusion.
Look, give me a chance Jen asked softly. I can do way more than any boy can do.
Jen reached out and grasped Beths ankle, pulling it towards her. Beth did not put up any resistance, instead lay down on the bed with both her feet on Jens lap. She took a deep breath and closed her eyes. Before she knew it, Jen massaged her right foot. The arousal quickly returned to Beth as her eyes opened, seeing Jen move her foot up to her mouth, sucking on her big toe.
Jen let out a moan before quickly retracting her foot.
Look, I need to think Beth said nervously.
Ok Jen agreed. Take your time. I will see you tomorrow night in the dungeon. Just to let you know, I will be the one wearing the hood she joked.
Beth smiled at Jen as she left. Beth stood up and locked the door, now even more confused than ever. She sat on her bed and slid her hand down her pants to feel her moistness. Without realising what she was doing, she began massaging herself, moaning heavily extremely quickly. Her eyes shot open and she retracted her hand.
What the fuck is going on? she said to herself before curling up on the bed in the recovery position.
