## Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 9 added

Post by Janbound » Sun Apr 09, 2017 3:44 am

Hi everyone. Years ago I started this story for a couple of friends. I'm back in business now so here we go
This story is a request from Petraspeds and tingletoes, from now known as Petra and Heather.
Petra put her key into the lock and turned it, opening her front door at the end of a long day at work. Almost before stepping over the threshold she had kicked off her heels allowing her toes to spread out and stretch the tan nylon of her tights. She was still wearing her navy blue jacket and skirt with white blouse and a yellow scarf round her neck as she walked into the lounge.
"Where's my barefoot slave girl?" she called.
"Hello stranger" called Heather as she shuffled into the room. She was wearing a pink t-shirt which hung over the top of her 3/4 length jeans. Her feet were bare and around each ankle was a shiny steel cuff joined by a chain about 18"
Heather and Petra had been friends for years. The each knew for a long time that the other felt the same way about shoes. Useful in cold weather or walking over gravel, oily garage forecourts etc, but real freedom came form being barefoot and pleasure from a really good foot rub. They were great friends and Heather had helped Petra a lot after her divorce. so when the children had left for university and her house felt oh so empty Petra was happy for Heather to move in after her separation and divorce. It was living together that made them realise that they did not feel just comfortable barefoot but that they became sexually aroused having a foot rub from each other and that they were both fascinated with their own feet as well as other ladies feet and that they were delighted when the other took a special interest in her feet. They also discovered that each had a love of bondage games and had spent many hours tied up by their respective husbands in better days.
Those two discoveries lead to today's seemingly strange greeting. They had begun totie each other up regularly after their mutual discovery. As Heather worked part time , on the days she was not at work she would be the barefoot slave girl. staying at home to do housework barefoot and shackled. She wore the key to her ankle cuffs on a leather collar round her neck (in case of emergency or the delivery man coming, or even the need to go to shops. But the remainder of the time Heather remained in her fetters and barefoot as she worked to keep the house clean and cook.
"Would you like a coffee " Heather asked.
"Mmmm I need something stronger after the day today" replied Petra.
"Yes please. Milk and one sugar."
Both women turned to look in the direction of the voice. The figure they saw was, from the felt boots through the leggings, sweatshirt and gloves up to the stocking over the head dressed entirely in black. There was the slight hint of blonde hair under the stocking and the figure was definitely, that was all that could be determined. Oh yes and the figure was carrying a nasty looking hand gun which she pointed at Petra.
Last edited by Janbound on Fri Apr 21, 2017 2:50 am, edited 7 times in total.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff)

Post by Janbound » Sun Apr 09, 2017 3:45 am

"Now Petra, you seem a little over dressed. Time to take your clothes off."
"How do you know my name?"
"That is immaterial"
"Who are you?"
"I am that woman."
"Which woman?"
"The woman who is pointing a fun at you and telling you to strip. Really Petra, for an intelligent woman you really are slow to catch on. Heather. Strip her."
Petra stood frozen to the spot as if literally frozen stiff. A slight jingle of chains and Heather moved towards Petra as the Gun pointed to her. She began to unbuttoned Petras jacket and slid it off her shoulders. Heather went to put the garment Heatley on the table but the woman interrupted. "Just drop it. No need to be near and tidy with what's conning." Heather dropped the jacket on the floor and began to unbutton Petras blouse. Dropping it to the floor she then unzipped Petras skirt and let it fall.
"Petra," said Heather."can you step out of the skirt please." As if in a trance Petra followed her friends instruction, standing in just her tights and white undies.
"The rest too." The woman said. Heather hooked her thumbs into the elastic round Petra's waist and pulled her tights to her ankles, lifting Petra's feet to pull them off. She stood up again next to her friend. "Everything!" The woman shouted. Heather unskilled Petra's bra and pulled it off throwing it to the ground with the ever growing pile of clothes. "EVERYTHING!" Heather put her hands into Petra's panties and repeated the process she had performed with her tights.
Suddenly Petra seemed to snap out of her trance , realising her nudity she dropped one hand to cover her intimacy between her legs and placed the second arm a cross her chest. "No you don't." Said the woman tossing a coil of rope to Heather. "Tie her hands behind her. And make it right and secure. I'll be checking later and you won't like it if I find you haven't tied her up properly." Heather pulled Petra's hands behind her and tied them together, Palm to Palm and cinching tightly.
Petra seemed to be more aware of her predicament now, trembling rather than frozen. When told to lie flat she obeyed and allowed Heather to bind her elbows, ankles and knees as she was ordered.
The woman then turned her attention to Heather. "Top off dear." Heather removed her top revealing that she had worn no bra that day. Seeing a smile come to the woman's face as her eyes were drawn to the large 40 something breasts . Petra turned her head from her position on the floor to look up an Heather who was now suffering the same torment she had been subjected to a few minutes earlier.
"Is that the key to your ankle cuffs on your collar?" Heather nodded. "Unlock yourself."
She obeyed leaving the cuffs as they fell on the floor. "Now finish stripping." Her jeans and black panties followed and she stood naked next to the bound Petra. "Turn round and kneel." The woman ordered.
Heather knelt and the woman proceeded to tie her hands and elbows behind her back before pushing her to the floor and tying her ankles and knees. She then flexed Heather's legs and placed Her into a Hogtie.
Standing back the woman returned her attention to Petra. "You need to be quiet." An odd comment as Petra had said nothing yet but none the less, the woman pinched her prisoner's nose and with her other hand took the woman's tights and shoved them toe first into her mouth before taking a roll of tape and pressing half a dozen pieces over her lips.
She turned her attention back to Heather. "Petra has had a very busy day at work. Her poor feet wrapped in tights and stuffed into shoes are really killing her. " she twisted Heather round on the floor so that her head faced Petra's bare feet."Now click"
Heather stretched forward and run her tongue over the sole of Petra's left foot, tasting the salty flavour of a foot which had sweated in nylon and leather all day. It was suddenly clear why the gag had been needed. Petra's soles were increasingly sensitive and she laughed hysterically into the soft folds of her own sweaty tights.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff)

Post by Ryguy98 » Sun Apr 09, 2017 10:28 am

Awesome story, love all the foot action, can't wait for more!

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage Part 3

Post by Janbound » Sun Apr 09, 2017 10:59 pm

Weather's tongue licked Petras sole. The warm salty taste both disgusted Heather and excited her. Her tongue began to trace the lines of Petra's feet and she ran it side to side in the fold between the balls of the feet and the pads of the toes.
Petra was in agony and extract together. The sensation was unbearably ticklish and she had tried to pull her toes away, bending her knees and clicking her feet up. The intruder had quickly sat on Petras thighs and pinned her legs down to prevent her dodging the attention her feet were receiving. After a minute or two she took a chord and tied Petra's ankles to Heather's collar, pressing the latter woman's face into her feet. The woman also put a cushion under Petras feet to ease them slightly making it easier for the hogtied tormentor to lock her soles.
Heather began to probe further, her tongue now going between Petra's toes. She wiggled the warm , moist , almost animal-like organ tasting the slightly cheesy flavour and cleaning out those little bits of toe jam which always seem to form.
Petra was struggling too. She was giggling, shrieking and moaning into her gag. Her incredibly sensitive soles were being stimulated in the most amazing way. When Heather's tongue dropped between her toes Petra could barely stand it. She wiggled her toes which just seemed to encourage Heather to lock more. As she struggled the rough carpet on her breasts and hip made her even more aroused. The final straw came when Heather put her mouth around Petra's foot and sucked her toes whilst he warm wet tongue wiggled in the gaps between. Petra rubbed her body against the carpet in her struggles and tried to stimulate to climax. She screamed into her gag when suddenly everything changed.
The stimulation of her soles and toes stopped as the woman pulled Heathers head away and shoved a rubber ball into her mouth. At the same time Petra's bottom received several sharp slaps from the woman's open hand. "Naughty girl. You were not supposed to have so much fun so soon." She slapped her again and cut the rope attaching her feet to Heather's collar. Rolling Petra onto her side she slapped her breasts a few times before pulling her legs back and putting her into a hog tie.
"You were supposed to have a relaxing foot massaging you took it too far. Time to be punished." She rolled Heather onto her side and twisted her round so her bare feet now pointed to Petra's face. The woman tore the tape from Petra's face and pulled out the sodden tan nylon ball. Going to Heather head she removed the rubber ball and forced the sodden mass into her mouth taping it in place. Go in back to Petra she leant forward and said into her ear "Your turn to lock sweetie."
Petra looked at the bound bare feet before her. Unlike Petra, Heather had been doing housework all day with nothing on her feet. Her soles were covered in a thin film of dust and grime. "Noooo." She whispered. "Owwww." A sharp slap onto her bottom followed. Heather wiggled her toes and Petra gingerly reached her tongue towards the dirty feet in front of her.

### Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage) Part 4 added

Post by Janbound » Mon Apr 10, 2017 6:03 am

Part 4
Petra slid her tongue along Heather's sole, feeling the slightly gritty texture. Heather gave a little giggle not her gag and chewed on the tights soaked with her friends saliva and her sweat. She wiggled her toes to encourage Petra, wanting the feel of that warm moist object on her soles. Just then her world went dark as the woman pressed a leather blindfold against her eyes, passing the strap behind her head she buckled it right then repeated the procedure on Petra.
The blindfolds were both black, and velvet lined. Both women were, although comfortable, unable to open their eyes and unable to see a thing. The woman now peeled the black stocking off her head and revealed piercing blue eyes and natural blonde hair just past her shoulders. She gave her head a shake before reaching into her bag and pulling out a band which she used to fasten her hair back in a tight ponytail. Turning her attention back to her two bound and blindfolded captives she gave Petra's feet a little tickle as she watched her tongue work. "Try harder my sweet or suffer" she tickled the bound woman's soles again.
Petra was still struggling with the gritty taste and suddenly looking her sight had not helped. She shrieked at the unexpected tickle on her soles and wiggled bRinging her face closer to Heather's feet. Her tongue slid up and down her soles then probed for the space between her toes.
Heather lay on her side giggling and wriggling as her feet got the attention this time. She did not envy Petra. Regularly working barefoot and remaining barefoot for days at a time she knew how dirty her feet could become. The carpets were generally clean but the tiles kitchen floor and wooden hallway would continue lover the dirt. She had also gone into the garden barefoot today to cut some herbs so her feet may well have the odd grass stain too. Her giggled mg turned to shrieking as Petra's tongue probed between her toes. Partly from the wiggly feeling in that sensitive spot but also because her friend's nose had caught the arch of her foot tickling in two places at once.
The woman smiled and left her two captives to it. Phase 1was now complete and she walked into the kitchen. Finding the espresso machine she made herself the coffee she had asked of a couple of hours earlier. She looked at the bottle of wine on the table and smelled the meal cooking on the job, taking pleasure in the thought she would be spending the weekend in a house whose occupants had such good taste.
An hour later Petra and Heather were sitting at the table in the kitchen. Neither was gagged but they both had their blindfold in place, both were still naked with hands tied behind their backs , elbows, knees and ankles tied together. The woman was feeding them the delicious dinner and sharing the wine with them. Both were well aware they were in her power, could easily be gagged and left to starve, so neither had made the slightest attempt to scream when they had been left ungagged for more than half an hour.
"Well that's the meal finished but the fun is just beginning." The woman said. She pulled Heather's chair back first and helped her to stand up. Then, in a reverse of how Petra had got to the kitchen, she was helped to hop back to the lounge where she was laid face down still bound on the carpet. A few minutes later she was joined by Heather. Both women were then hogted before the other woman sat in front of them, her back against the sofa. She began to slip her boots off followed by her black ankle socks whilst saying "That was a lovely meal, bending t spare a thought for me on my feet cooking. I need some relief now."
Despite their blindfold both captives knew exactly what had just happened and what was about to happen. Each had a sweaty bare foot pressed against her face.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 4 added

Post by Wolfling » Tue Apr 11, 2017 10:10 am

Nice story to say the least. Carry on the good work

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 5

Post by Janbound » Tue Apr 11, 2017 2:02 pm

Now the women began to lock their captor's bare feet. Both women began making strokes along the sole and arch but soon their styles changed. Petra, on the left foot, made long sweeping strokes along the whole length of the foot. After a few tries she moved her tongue down to lock the heel as well. Heather made more wiggly moves. The other woman wiggled her toes almost to encourage her slaves. Heather began to make small stabbing moves with her tongue, working up the right foot to the toes and wriggling her tongue between them. The woman gave a little shriek and initially pulled her foot away but replaced it immediately. Heather crawled forward slightly feeling her booBs rub against the rough carpet. When the foot was presented to her again she immediately began to suck the toes.
Petra was slowly working her way up the left foot, her tongue now probing between the pads of the toes and the ball of the foot. The woman flexed her toes, pointing them forwards and pushing them into Petras mouth. Petra knew what was expected and began to suck whilst her tongue wiggled between the wiggling toes.
This went on for about an hour before the woman said " enough for now. We need some sleep as we all have a busy day in front of us. First Heather had one of the ladies socks pushed into her mouth then to be held in place with tape wrapped around her head. Petra had the same treatment next. The.socks.were furry and.immediately gave each woman a thirst. "No drinks sorry. I do not want accidents overnight. Talking of preventing accidents...."
Petra was first to have her legs untied and to be led to the stairs and walked upstairs. She wasxpushedinto the bathroom her hands and elbows still tied behind her. Still blindfolded and gagged. She sat on the toilet to do what was necessary and just about managed to make herself clean before the woman came in , pushed her into the shower cubicle and gave her a quick cold spray. She was then led byte fairing her bedroom where her ankles, knees, and thighs were tied together and she was pushed onto her bed.
A few minutes later Heather was put through the samexhumiliating bathroom experience and both women now lay naked, trusedupp, gagged and blindfolded on the bed. Heather began to feel a rubbing between her legs. She began to become aroused and damp. The rubbing became stronger and she pushed her hips forward pressing her sensitive areas against the hand that was stimulating her. The rubbing became harder and faster as did Heather's breathing. Then it stopped. Something cold and hard was pressed against her then , using her own juices to lubricate, it was slid inside her. A quick loop of rope round her waist then pulled between her legs ensured this little friend would not slip out. Heather kicked her legs in frustration but was rewarded only by a sharp slap to her buttocks.
She lay feeling movement on the bed as if someone was crawling over her. Then she heard a main from Petra. A rhythmic rocking of the mattress. Petra's breathing changed. She was panting through her nose. She began to moan more. Heather realized her companion was having the same treatment she had received moments earlier. She could hear and feel Petras excitement then heard her muffled scream of frustration, felt the kicking of her legs and heard the slaps of correction.
Petra moaned as the solid was slid into her but although stimulated she could not reach climax. She kicked her legs again once the toy was secured inside her, this time receiving a slap on her breast.
Both women felt ropes being tightened around their bodies. They were moved a cross the bed. They touched each other and the ropes were tightened pressing their bodies together. When finished ropes ensnared their bodies together at shoulder, elbow, small of the back, tips of thighs, backs of knees and ankles. Their bodies were pressed together and their legs fused. Even their 4 big toes were tied together
A quick tickle on the soles of their feet caused both women to struggle, but bound so closely and so tightly together they could not move. A couple of clicks and the electricobjects inside them began to vibrate, slowly. Their arousal continues. They could feel each other breasts squashed against their own, feel the chest of their companion heaving as she breathed, hear and feel each other's breath in their faces. They tried to press their hips closer, to press against each other and reach climax and relief but each heard the other's gagged wail of frustration.
The voice came to both of them simultaneously:"struggle all you like my sweeties. There'll be no satisfaction for either of you. Just one long night of slow sexual torture." They heard footsteps, the click of a light switch and the clunk of a door closing. Both women struggled but their total immobility just heightened their realisation of despair. They screamed and sobbed in their torment. She had been right. As the objects,of supposed pleasure thronged inside them they both knew they would be so close to extract as they were to each other, but never be able to reach it.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 5 added

Post by gaggednbarefoot » Wed Apr 12, 2017 10:44 pm

Wow. Just discovered this story. Two naked MILFs trussed up and forced foot worshiping. Awesome. Any room for the Pizza boy to get caught up in this?
Tie me up, take my shoes and socks and tickle my feet.
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### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 5 added

Post by Janbound » Thu Apr 13, 2017 1:44 am

> gaggednbarefoot wrote:Wow. Just discovered this story. Two naked MILFs trussed up and forced foot worshiping. Awesome. Any room for the Pizza boy to get caught up in this?

Sorry boy this is a girls only story. Drop me a PM about what you like see what I can cook up.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 6

Post by Janbound » Fri Apr 14, 2017 1:33 am

Part 6
The two women struggled against their bonds but it was useless. Each had an itch they could not scratch buried deep within them. Their legs acted like splints for the other and they could not bend their knees, kick their legs or do anything to dislodge their tormentors. Their squashed breasts rubbed slightly against each other adding to their arousal but denying satisfaction. They worked up a sweat as their bodies rubbed against each other, grinding their hips to obtain the elusive climax but this relief was denied them and at different times both women sobbed in frustration behind their blindfold.
For hours their torture continued at times one or the other would lapse into unconsciousness but neither had any meaningfulcsleep, what rest they did obtain was soon disturbed either by their partner's frustrated moans and struggled or by the relentless tormentor between her own legs. Petra and Heather were slowly being driven and by their unfulfilled need of a contact in just the right place and the forced proximity to each other, with contact anywhere other than where mattered.
It at last came as some relief when both women were jerked out of their tortured dreams by fingernails being raked down their bare feet. They struggled again but in a different way but still just as helplessly. The assault on their bare soles continued for several minutes. Both women had lost all sense of time after their overnight ordeal and the buzzing between their legs still showed no signs of stopping but was replaced by a more intense torment for now. The tickle torture continued from thrift feet to the backs of their knees, their bottoms and runs before,working back down to their feet.
Eventually it stopped. The buzzing then stopped and for the first time in hours Petra and Heather could relax. The other woman untied her captives from each other. As their sweat covered bodies flopped apparent the pressure on their chests released and they could breathe with some degree of comfort again.
" You sweaty little tarts need a clean up. come along." Both women struggled to stand. Their legs were like jelly, partly from long hours of being tied up, early from the exhausted state their whole bodies were in after their night of bondage and sexual torture. They were helped to their feet and their legs untied. Their hands were kept tied behind their backs and the gags and blindfolded remained in place. They were walked to the bathroom, to woman making sure there was no stimulation given this their sensitive areas. One at a time they were sat on the toilet before being pushed together into the shower cubicle. Warm water began to flow over them and they felt themselves joined by a,third naked form in the confines space as soap and shampoo was slathered up and smoothed over their bodies. Breasts and bottoms were cleaned but again nothing other than a stream of water watchers the sexual anatomy atop their thighs. Relaxed but still frustrated they heard the woman say. "Time to get those suds off now". A second later the other woman had left the cubicle and the water turned icy. Both captive screamed into their gags. Their frustration and arousal now a thing of the past as they tried to dodge the cold water. Eventually they were touched between their thighs: by and ice cold spray of water.
They were taken out of the cubicle and roughly twirled down. Their blindfolds and gags were fanned dry too. Still with their upper bodies tied they were led downstairs before having legs tied together at ankles, above and below knees and thighs.
They were left on the floor of the lounge whilst the older woman got changed into jeans and a sweat shirt, her feet still bare too. She returned and made herself a cup of coffee before turning to her two captives. "I have to go out later to do some shopping so I'll need the pin numbers,for your cards. So Petra. What is that four digit number which will make me strike gold?Are you going to tell me?"
"Mmmpphhnng" shouted Petra as she shook her head.
"I think you will" said the woman. And Petra felt her nostrils,pinched shut between someone else's toes.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 7

Post by Janbound » Mon Apr 17, 2017 1:22 pm

The woman pinched Petra's nose between her toes. Petra tried to hold her breath, she had no choice, she twisted her head pulling her nose free and gasping as much as she could through her nose. Only to have her feet tickled as her nipple was squeezed.
"What's the first number"
"Mnooommm" she screamed into her gag.
Toes gripped her nose again as fingers tickled her bare feet and backs of her knees. Petra shook her head again and the foot pressed forefront her face as the tickling grew more intense. A second foot pressed its heel against the sensitive spot at the top of her legs and jabbed uncomfortably a few times as the tickling grew more intense. Petra eventually pulled her head away and gasped again.
"First number?"
"Memenng"
"Pardon?"
"Memenng"
One "hmmm" for each number I'll count."
"Mm, hmmm, hmmm, mum, mum,hmmmm, hmmmm."
"Seven"
Petra nodded vigorously confirming it.
"The second number" Toes pinched Petra's nose as fingers,ran up and down her soles.The process was repeated as,Petra revealed outnumber 7 6 8 5 each time Jacinto "morph" her.number as her mistress luminescent by the woman's toes.
"So easy really . So why did you make it difficult to start with? You need to be punishedxnaughty Petra."
Petra was "helped" to her feet, being lifted by her hair , and placed across the woman's knee. "So that was a seven. 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7." With each number her hand came down hard on Petra's bottom, delivering a,stinging blow to her buttocks. " 1 2 3 4 5 6 : 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8; 1 2 4 5"
Once her spanking was complete Petra was rolled back to the floor.
"Your turn now Heather." The woman said turning her attention. Heather morphed straight away. Having not seen her friend's torture the sounds, even muffled by the gag, were enough to convince her that early co-operation would be best. This did not spare her the mudslinging or tickling however as she revealed her PIN of 9374.
"That was much easier. But you know what. Getting Petra's number was much more fun.I don't like people taking my fun away." Heather was laid across the woman's knees and her bottom received 23 sharp slaps as,her tormentors counted out. She was returned to the floor next to Petra and both women were left sobbing into their gags and blindfolds.
"You two have been so naughty I'm not sure you deserve breakfast."
This at least proved to be an idle threat and half an hour later Petra,and Heather were sitting at the table, still trusses up and blindfolded, but their gags removed, as they were fed toast and coffee.
"I've had a look at your garden." The woman said as she pushed a used sock into Petra's mouth before wrapping tape around her power face and neck. She moved to Heather and began to feed into her mouth a pair of black tights Petra had discarded a couple of days ago. "Lots of tall trees and thick hedges. Very difficult to see into. Lots of possibilities.
Petra was licked to a standing position as the woman grabbed the ponytail and guided her to hop. She felt the surface change under her feet from tiles to carpet to the wooden decking in her back garden and finally to grass. At the sometimes she was aware of being moved outside she felt the cold chill of May morning air at the same time as a tingle warmth from the sun. She was unceremoniously dumped into the lawn in a sitting position when her legs certainties from each other forcthecfirstctime in over 12 hours. She tried to stretch but was quickly stopped as she felt a rope being tied round her right ankle. This was tugged a detectives before she felt the process repeated on her left. She Trieste move her right foot undiscovered she could not and realised her ankle had been tied to something fixed in the ground. Again her left foot received the same treatment. Her hands were untied next but before she could reach up to her gag or blindfold she felt the womandxweightcon top of her. The clothes chest pressing against her own bare breasts. Her hands were tied as her feet had been and specialised she was nowxstakedxout spread eagle, naked on her own back lawn. She struggled a,little as she was left alone but soon realised the hopelessness of her situation.
Heather had been left in the kitchen, naked , bound, gagged and blindfolded. She considered trying to escape as she was not tied to anything. Even considering she did not knowing way she was facing, where the door was or even if she was being watched from two feet away she decided this was possibly her only chance. She tried to stand but her chair was tucked under the table and her thighs were unable to lift. She tried to push backwards, surcharge feet slipping on the floor but managed to get enough space to stand. She was a little unsteady and very disoriented being blindfolded. She convinced herself that the door was to her left and gingerly turned to her side and began shuffling as,much as her ankle and knee bindings,would allow. Just then she felt a sharp slap on her right breast. This was followed by someone grasping the nipple on that side whilst several more blows landed on her bottom.
"You've been a very naughty girl." The woman said. "I think 20 more strokes." With that Heather felt herself across the woman's knee being severely spanked again. When her punishment was finished she was pulled to standing by her hair before being led, hopping, outside. Led by very strong rugs on her erect nipples.
Heather went through the same process Petra had been subject to, leaving her spread eagle and naked on the wet grass with the morning sun beginning to beat down on her body. She wiggled and her left foot found something moving. Initially recoiling in fear and anticipation she gingerly felt again. Suddenly she realised she was feeling wriggling toes. She was tied down next to Petra. She reached out with fingers but her hand could reach nothing save the rope restraining her.
"Mengra?" she called.
"Mevna?" Came the reply. The two friends took a little comfort from their predicament by brushing each other's toes: the only comfort they had.

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 8

Post by Janbound » Tue Apr 18, 2017 1:04 pm

Part 8
"Mmppnngg" Heather felt something cold on her stomach. This was soon followed by a rubbing feeling. Hands were rubbing oil onto her body.
" I wouldn't want you to burn in the sun." The woman said as her hands moved up and began to massage oil into her chest, needing her boobs and rubbing her nipples.
"Mmmmmm" the bound woman moaned in her arousal. The hands module to her neck.
"You need to get a nice even all-over tan" She moved upto her arms and hands. Oh don'tvwory about tan lines." She giggled. Watches and bracelets can cover the marks, or explain them. And strappy shoes will explain the pale marks round your ankles. Gag and blindfold marks are harder to pass off. " With that she threw a towel over Heather's head.
Moving down she rubbed Heather's legs and thighs, and around her mound. The best, or worse was yet to come. The woman moved to her captive's feet and rubbed oil in. Once her feet were fully oiled up she began to rub the soles. The rubbing changed to a stroking with the fingers, then the nails began to scratch her soles, inflicting the the most exquisite tickle torture on her prisoners bare feet. Heather twisted, jerked, pulled, fought but she was tied so tightly to d escape from the tortuous fingers was impossible. She was resigned to her fate and lay helplessly jerking, no longer laughing butbscreaming and crying into her gag.
Petra felt the cold oil next, followed by the rubbing. On her tummy and the massaging of her boobs the woman began to talk again. "I really love more mature women like me. Hmmmm. Just feel these beauties. You won't find buns like these on an 18 year old."
Petra moaned into her gag, writhing from side to side, rolling her body as her arousal grew. The towel was thrown over Petra's head and hands meltdown to her mound. As the fingers stroked her skin Petra moaned again, louder and forced her hips up against the fingers and palms stimulating her.
"Naughty girl." Immediately the woman pulled her hands away. Petra felt a sharp slap a cross her right breast, then both nipples were pinched hard. "You are not supposed to enjoy this. I told you it will be a weekend of slow, sexual torture." Peter's legs got a much rougher treatment than Heather had received. Her toes were twisted quite uncomfortably but her soles were subject to an intense tickling as had been inflicted on Heather. By the end she too was sobbing as her friend had.
As the two capive women lay panting the sun rose higher in the sky. The rays beat down and the two naked bodies began to feel the heat.
Petra then heard a noise near her head. The towel was lifted and her gag rather clumsily remove: by someone's toes. The toes were then pushed into her mouth.
"My feet seem to have become dirty from walking round your garden barefoot. Lick them clean."

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 8 added

Post by tingletoes » Thu Apr 20, 2017 12:32 pm

Jan, thank you!!; xxxxxxx

### Re: Heather and Petra's weekend of bondage (f/ff) Part 9

Post by Janbound » Fri Apr 21, 2017 2:50 am

Over500 views WoW
Part.9......
Petra began to lock the bare foot presented to her mouth and began to lick. The sole was slightly gritty but she knew what this woman was like and failing to do as order d would be quite painful. Her tongue stroked the.some before probing into the gaps between the toes. She heard a giggling, murmuring sound from the woman who wiggled her toes in the bound woman's mouth. The sole of the foot was slid up Petra's face until the heel was offered to Petra's lips. The spreadeagled woman pushed her head up, sucking on the heel and gently pressing the object with her teeth. This produced a moan from the woman who sat tormenting Petra.
"I have an other dirty foot in need of attention. And it seems a fresh foot spa too." Petra felt the foot removed from her face but she had little relief. A awarded cloth was pushed into her oral cavity, behind her teeth, pressing her tongue down to the floor. Tape was then pressed over her lips keeping the packing formulaic place.
A few seconds later Heather felt the gag removed from her mouth to be replaced by a dirty bare foot. Without bidding she began to lock, slowly at first but as she heard thebappreciative moans kicking faster and faster as if her her life depended on it. Like Petra, she knew this woman's methods and her bum and tits still ached from earlier. Heather too was presented with heels and toes to which she gave the same treatment.
After this humiliation had gone on for what seen d to Heatherbages, she felt the foot removed from we face and she was re-gagged. "It looks so good I think I'm going to have to get naked and join you down there. Petra and Heather felt some movement between them and ceasefire woman was now lying in the space between them.
They both began to feel a tickling on the soles of their feet at the same time as pressure was placed on their boobs. Their breasts were rubbed and their nipplesbpinched and both women realised the woman was using her feet and toes to torment their chests and her hands tortured their feet. They began to groan and felt the woman's hands.beginning to slide up their legs and run threatened spotsnbetween their thighs. Boston women began to moan into their gags and Petra pushed her hips up against the woman's hand.
"Mnngggmmmm" this thrusting of her hips earned Petra a sharp slap a cross her lips and bud.
"I've told you Petra. This is not supposed to be fun. Long slow.sexual torture." Another sharp slap was accompanied by toenails being dug into her boobs. She felt one of the hairs between her legs tugged. Gently almost playfully but as the process moved on the rug became former, painfully and she began to whimper into the folds of her gag.
Heather rather continued to feel the smooth running and the penetration of the fingers finding that most sensitive of spots and rubbing. Knowing not what punishments Petra had received save that gheywereunpleasantand painful she tortured herself , fighting the urge to react to this tortuous stimulation.
Petra began to get the gentle rub again and had the same interna dilemma Heather was experiencing. Both women moaned as they were rubbed, stimulated, and tortured by the woman's expert fingers. Gasping for breath and raised to their limit they were never given climax and fought their restraints trying to rub their legs together to obtain relief.
This torture went in for over an hour and both women received several slaps for trying to climax. Eventually they were left, excited, aroused but unsatisfied. And the hot , late morning sun shone down and naked their naked bodies.
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