for those who totally ♥ love ♥ being a tease slave
Day 29 (so many sister slaves, so little time!)
{start touching your pussy or cock again, but not the clit or cockhead -- continue until told otherwise}
You her a woman's soft, inviting voice behind you. "I was wondering when you'd get here." Slowly turning around, you see this nylon-covered love angel looking adoringly at you. She is gorgeous! Being with Mistress has shown you that so many kinds of women are outrageously sexy. Modestly-sized though they are, her gently-curved breasts are as beautiful as any others you have ever seen. And you know that those small nipples must be adorably sensitive. You admire her from nylon-covered toes to her radiantly angelic face. Love is just flowing out of her eyes and glowing from her body, surrounding you with its enticing sweetness. Feeling her affectionate spirit touches your heart and redoubles your arousal.
Her perfectly kissable lips open anew. "I've been going crazy waiting. I've heard how good a tease torture slave you are: how receptive and sacrificing you are in being tormented, how dedicated and creative you are in giving sweet agony, but most of all, how much you truly love us all, giving your heart fully to every one of us captured angels. And now that I've seen you in person, I can see how right they were!!"
"My pussy's been dripping for the past hour in anticipation, but now it's throbbing and quivering like crazy! Just like yours, she is covered by layers of confinement, left to tremble and weep in its lonely hunger. And this little plug up my super-sensitive little asshole has been so beautifully teasing me for hours, since before I got here tonight! And no, I haven't been given the freedom to pee yet, either, so my pussy's suffering that sweet form of cruelty, too!" You start to gather your thoughts enough to be able to tell her that Mistress had you prepare in the same way, too. Before you can say a word, "You don't have to tell me, little love angel! I can tell you've been sharing in the same kind of beautifully sensuous agony, too. And you got the extra thrill of being locked into those high heels! Lucky lady! I hope she does that for me next time!"
Opening her arms invitingly, she whispers, "I am yours for the night! Please lie beside your fellow love slave and heart sister Sydney. Please lie with me tonight as we turn our shared torment into shared beauty. I long to embrace you heart-to-heart, to share tenderly lingering kisses. This bed will be our pleasure prison. We're held here by our deep love, sentenced to loving and teasing each other all night."
Deeply moved by her affection, you lie beside her. Enveloping each other in a full heart-to-heart hug, you spend the next hour rolling on the bed kissing, holding each other close, and rubbing your horny nylon-encased crotches on each others' thighs. She is so lovely. Her lovemaking is tender and inviting. You both become hopelessly horny and lost in love for each other. You also really enjoy how you are both rubbing your nylon-imprisoned pussies all over each other. {whether you have a pussy or not, you might as well, given how your cock and balls are tucked and held in place by your pantyhose and girdle}
She kicks her shoes off, and you remember that when Mistress's love slaves' feet are covered in nylon, they are free to be tickled at will. You noticed her beautiful feet from the beginning, but you were so caught up in sharing affection elsewhere you forgot how much you wanted to adore and tenderly tickle-torment them. You really want to dive right down to kiss her toes and softly caress the soles. You're also reminded of your poor sore feet which have been held captive for a few hours now. You would *love* to have them teased and loved, but you're also a little afraid.
Before you could start to divert your attention to her feet, she says, "Wow am I glad to have those high heels off me! I know that means my poor, sore tootsies are now free to be fondled and caressed and tickled until I'm going insane. They're just another sensitive and sensuous part of the love slave body that I surrender control of to Mistress and to all of my sister slaves. Just like the rest of me, my beautiful and super-ticklish feet are yours for the molesting. I want to ask you to be gentle with me, but I also want to ask you to take advantage of my openness and tickle torture the hell out of them, too!"
You slowly slide down her sexy nylon-wrapped body, kissing along the way, taking a pillow with you until you slide off the foot of the bed. Pillow under your knees, you kneel facing her. Lying face-down, hands at her side, her pretty feet invitingly dangle a couple of inches from the edge of the bed. A bit of panic strikes her. "Oh God! I'm so sensitive there! Please be nice to me! Please don't punish me!"
Gently grabbing her ankles, you softly plant a kiss on the sole of each foot. "Syndey, I adore you. I want this to be a joy for you. Don't be afraid. I will only do what you can accept. I love you so much, sweet little lady."
Your hands softly work their magic, tenderly caressing all over her the tops, sides, and bottoms of feet. You want them to get used to your hands before you seriously start anything too intense. You can tell it's a bit of a struggle for her to keep them available, but you can also tell that she's nowhere near her limit.
The earnest foot teasing begins as you focus on light, slow strokes up and down her soles. She gasps and ooo!s, but you can tell she enjoys the attention. It's not torture for her at all! It's just very intense pleasure. This is where you want her to be -- near the edge of what she can stand. "Oh God!!!!!!! They were right! You do know how to love and tease! It's beautiful! My feet are terribly sensitive! It is sooooooooooo hard to keep from pulling them away! This tickles like crazy!!!! You're doing just enough to drive me wild, but not trying to severely tickle me. In some ways, this is not so much tickling me as giving me intense pleasure -- this is loving me!!!! I know that you'll soon be tickling me so badly I'll be crying, but I know that even then I'll love it!"
Hearing her adoring words touches your heart. You kiss all over the soles of her feet for the next couple of minutes, saying "I love you" before each time your lips softly tickle her. During your kissing of her feet, your hands ticklingly caress her toes, and the tops and sides of her feet. Arms at her side, she starts to grab the comforter in a desperate effort to keep herself from losing control. You ask, "How are you doing, my sweet love sister?"
"aaaaa! It's wonderful! But I can barely stand it! But please -- ooo! --- don't stop!!!!"
Your softly long and loving caresses meander across the lusciously sensitive soles of her feet, gently adoring and torturing them with sweetness. Slowly you let your fingertips start to wriggle as you stroke, which has the desired response of slowly enhancing the sensations. As the minutes pass, brief flurries of fingertip tickles appear to take her closer to the edge of madness! She babbles and clutches the bed and lean her head back and squeals and moans. "gotta take it gotta take it gotta take it i'm a good little love slave she loves me oh god oh god oh goddess help me! i'm going crazy i love it i love it i love it i love being tickle tortured oh god i can't take any more!!! ahhhhhhhH!!!!!! gotta take it...."
You decide to give her gorgeous feet the kind of tickling she's been fearing but hoping for. You relentless and rapidly gift her poor feet with every kind of ticklish stroke you can think of. Your fingertips dance across her soles as if they were playing a piano. She wails and pounds the bed with her fists, trying her best to keep her sanity. Tears flow freely down her beautiful face. She thrashes around but never pulls her feet away from your lovingly cruel hands. Her words, when she's able to speak, don't always make sense, but they are its own kind of music....
"oh god you're torturing me it's so wonderful but it's ah! ah! i can't take it! but i love it! gotta take it like a good little sister slave no escape for the poor little tease slave"
She then stops thrashing around and collapses weeping openly into the bedcovers. You slow your tickling down to soft caresses, then stop completely. Her crying slows down enough for her to speak again....
"Wow... that was so intense! I haven't cried like that in years! It was amazing! It was like being punished and adored at the same time! But at the end I just broke down. I couldn't fight any more. I just became powerless to fight the sensations. They totally entered me. I was helpless to stop it even if I wanted to. I am so glad you didn't let me stay there long, just enough to enjoy being helplessly tortured, but nowhere near enough to harm my heart and spirit. You truly are a dream come true. Could you please come up here and hold me close. I want to feel our heart chakras next to each other. I know you'll be tormenting me more later, or at least I hope so, but for now I need your love, too."
How could anyone turn down such a purely loving little lady like her? You give the soles of her feet soft kisses for a minute, then climb up into bed beside her. On your sides, facing each other, arms lovingly locked around each other's backs, you softly kiss and gaze into each other's love-filled eyes as you feel your hearts beating love messages to each other. Soon you both relax in the warm aura of deep love you share, and drift off to sleep....