Your torture coninues

"I think it's time to clean these ticklish tootsies" She says. She excuses her self for a moment then returns with a bucket filled with soap and water. She applies a generous amount to your feet and takes out a brush. She kneels down and begins scrubbing your bare soles. "HAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHHA!" You scream with laughter as the searing tickles envelope your soles. "OH GOD AHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAH! PLEASE STOOOOP!" "But I have to clean your feet so they smell nice and sweet." She replies. Her skills with the brush are incredible. The bristles pass effortlessly over your soft feet. The scrubbing goes on for nearly half an hour before she lets up leaving you breathless and exhausted. "There all clean." She says. "Now I can really enjoy them." She wraps her hands around both feet and rests her long. sharp, finger nails on your arches. She looks back at you over her shoulder. "Ready for some more torture my little tickle slave?" She says with a wicked grin.

Written by Tickle Master

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