## Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by pensoles » Mon Sep 13, 2010 7:50 am

My first time post, all. Luckily, I was fortunate to have several bondage encounters with old girlfriends, especially around college time and I hope to share several of them with you in the coming months. The first was an earlier one when I was still "learning the ropes."
I had met Lizette at a house party and we hit it off immediately. We date for about 4 months before I shared my interest in bondage with her. Happily, she was receptive, even slightly dominant, and I had many quick attmepts at tieing her hands and feet when we could get some quiet time alone (we both lived with our parents).
One weekend, a family member asked me to house sit for two days. Joy of joys! Now I'd be able to explore Liz' aptitude for bondage in greater depth. We arrived at the home and shared a meal. We sat in the backyard for a while, chatting and laughing. I loved that Liz enjoyed being barefoot and she often came to my car for beach days of drives without any shoes. Great gal! Well, she had already kicked off her slip-ons as we sat outside and had her feet tucked up against her on her chair-petite size 6's but with long toes, perfect for what I had in mind.
"Are you up for a challenge?" I asked her.
"Sure. What did you have in mind."
"First off, its going to be inside. Come with me." Liz got up and padded into the living room area with me.
"Turn around," I told her. She immediately responded. I had brought my bag of ropes, bandanas and other tools for our games and brought out a length of nylon rope. I crossed her hands behind her back and bound her wrists.
"Ooo, what do you have in mind?" Liz asked.
"I'm glad you asked. Stand here." I then walked around the living room and placed my car keys, a pencil, a hair brush, a tooth brush and a quarter at differnet spots on the carpeted floor. "Okay, here's the challenge. You have to walk to each item, pick it up with your feet and bring it back to me. You can only get one item at a time and you only have five minutes to get them all. If you fail, I'm going to tie you in the strictest tie you've experienced. If you win; you can tie up me. Deal?"
Liz was always game and agreed in a heartbeat. She must have had great confidence in her long toes. I sat on a lounge chair and she walked over to the keys first. They proved no problem as she easily picked them up between her big and second toes and walked (left foot down and on her right heel) over to me, depositing them in my lap. Only 20 seconds had passed, but they were the closest and easiest item and I like my chances. The toothbrush was next, easily snagged between the same toes and the pencil came soon after. She showed-off when she brought the pencil over, not in between her toes, but clenched beneath all of them in a "foot fist" that left beautiful wrinkles on her soles as she placed the pencil into my lap. Only about 2 minutes down and only two to go.
"You're going to look good tied up," Liz told me as she rubbed her bare foot on my thigh, teasing my crotch."
"Don't be so sure," I scolded, "You've got two more."
The hairbrush was touch. It was the rounded type with a thick handle that made grasping with toes difficult. I imagined the bristles working her soles, but pushed that thought aside for later. Liz did great and brought the brush to me. One to go and about one minute left.
Ah, that wonderful quarter. She struggled to grasp it. She tried between the toes, gripping with toes and using her other bare foot to prop it up for easier grasping, all without success. I could see the concentration on her face and added to her misery by counting down the seconds-15-14-13. Then the worst! She managed to get it gripped under her big toe and was coming back to me. I continued the countdown, but its going to be close......

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by NiceAndTight » Mon Sep 13, 2010 11:52 am

good! keep it going
Tie me all you want, just don't leave me with a cliff hanger

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Post by 07FG1 » Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:20 pm

This is good! I'm starting to see more m/f f/m stories on the site now! please continue.

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by tapegaglover! » Mon Sep 13, 2010 5:24 pm

> 07FG1 wrote:This is good! I'm starting to see more m/f f/m stories on the site now! please continue.

I know what you mean. It's mostly been M/M lately.
I love a woman bound and gagged in tape.

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by pensoles » Thu Sep 16, 2010 3:36 pm

Lizette is walking as fast as she can with the quarter gripped in her toes. "Three.. two.. one... bbzzzzt!" I said. She was four more steps away.
"I had it, but the quarter was hard to pick up. It wasn't fair," Liz cried.
"Hey, you agreed and now I'm going to collect. Drop the quarter and come with me." I walked her to the bedroom and untied her hands. "Now, I want to try something new, but you need to get into your 'mode.' You know what you are right? Tell me."
"Your naked, barefoot slave-girl in bondage," she replied, with her head down. I had trained her well.
"That's right," I told her, "now get into your slave-girl outfit." Liz pretended to fuss as she took off her top, bra, jeans and panties. I admired her nicely sculpted body, took her by the right wrist and led her towards the closet. There are storage spaces above the closet and if you open the storage doors there's a nice post about 6 1/2 feet above the ground. I was going to use that post.
"Okay Liz, raise your hands above your head and keep them there. I'm trying something new." With that, I got out the ropes and attempted my first breast-tie. I did it like I saw in the magazines, wrapping coils under and over her breasts, and then going in between and around the neck. Like a true novice, the rope was too short and I didn't have enough to cinch the tie off. No problem; I have various sized lengths and used to short ones on Liz' sides to bring the upper and lower ropes together, effectively squeezing down on her well-rounded breasts.
"It feels like a bra," Liz said.
"Glad you like it. I didn't know if I was doing it right. Now, put your hands out in front." She did like a good slave should and placed her hands forward, wrists together. I took another wrapped her wrists together; leaving a 2' long length at the end. I placed the end over the post and slowly lifted Liz' hands over her head. I kept going until she was standing on her toes!
"Oh, that's different," she said, "What are you going to do now?"
"Just this," I replied and took more lengths or rope out of the bag. Her knees and ankles were the next to be secured (I had no experience with crotch ropes at the time, more's the pity ). Then I placed a handkerchief in her mouth and cleave gagged her with a camouflage bandana, reducing her comments to "Mmphs."
I stepped back to admire my work. The white ropes contrasted nicley with her tanned skin and her burgundy red toes looked delectible on the light brown carpet. "Very nice," I said, "we're going to have a good time. Well, I am for sure."
"Mmph mm mmph," was all poor Liz could say. She tried squirming a bit, but the effort was only token as most of her strength was in her toes, keeping the pressure off her wrists. I got started with a large, whispy feather we had bought at an adult store. I ran it all over her sides, armpits, face, legs and inner thights. It was not very stiff, and seemed to work best behind the knees. Liz giggled into her gag, but I knew the wasn't the main event. I sat on the floor and told her, "Spin around." Her roped wrists allowed her to spin in place and she pirouetted on her toes and presented her backside to me. Nice! I teased her cheeks with the feather and really worked the back of her knees, making her spin side-to-side and producing some very nice "mmphs" from my gagged beauty. I gave her a moments rest and went for the kill........ her soft, but oh so shapely feet. I slowly dragged the soft plumes of the feather on her soles and across the tops of her feet.
"MMMmmm... mpph," Liz murmured into her gag.
"Oh.. like that do you?" Liz loved to have her feet massaged and lightly tickled, but hard tickling brought her to ruin. "How about this?" I flipped the feather over in my hand and brought the pointy end of the quill to her bare soles.
"Mmmo........moooo," she screamed into her gag, but I wasn't stopping now. The quill now was going up and down one sole and then up and down the next. I would alternate by jabbing the tip into a her sensitive arches. Liz was spinning with gusto now and howling into her cleave gag. Her feet could not escape my assault and I gave her a full 10 minutes of foot torture, causing tears to come out of her eyes.
"Are you my slave?" I asked.
"Mmess. Mmsssss," she weakly replied back.
"Not enough enthusiasm," I declared and tossed the feather aside. Then a lay on the floor and began to bite her heels and soles, not too hard but enough to let her feel the teeth of her master."
"MMESS. MESSS MMMSTRRRR!"
"Better. I'm going to tie you in a different position now. I know your arms and wrists must be hurting. Turn around." She did and I surprised her by licking the length of her body, from her sensitive ears to her tendor toes. Liz purred into her gag and gave me such a look with her eyes that I still see it today.
"Okay," I said, "Let's get you down from there. You're going to keep the gag in, though."
"Mess mmmstr," my slave-girl told me.
"You're not out of the woods yet," I told her, "and that chair is giving me an idea."

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by milagros317 » Thu Sep 16, 2010 4:20 pm

Excellent start. I'm looking forward to the rest of this story.
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet.
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

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Post by bound-black-girl lover » Sat Sep 18, 2010 5:41 pm

Loved the "rope bra" (a.k.a.: "breast harness") concept!

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Post by sarumansauron » Sat Sep 18, 2010 8:21 pm

Good beginings! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

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Post by pensoles » Mon Sep 20, 2010 8:13 am

I untied Lizetter from the post and she gave a sigh of relief. I let her recover, but only for a second as I untied her knees, ankles and wrists (I left my junior breast-tie on as well as her gag; it was working well and I didn't want to mess with it). I walked her over to a desk and had her sit in the work chair. Next I tied a wrist to each armrest, wrapping rope about seven times around each wrist before cinching them off. I gave her a quick kiss on the cheek and went down to her feet. Again, more wrap was wrapped around her tanned ankles, securing those lovely peds. "How is this? More comfortable?" I asked.
"MMmphh," was her indignant response. I needed to take her down a notch.
"Well, with that attitude I'm not going to let the comfort last long."
I went back to our bondage bag and got another bandana. With this I blindfolded my barefoot slave-girl, keeping her guessing as to what was coming next. Then I started off with some more tickling; working her sides, arms and tummy mostly, with an occasionaly flick of a nipple. Liz laughed into her gag and used her bound feet to spin the chair around, avoiding my assault.
"This is not going to work," I said, "you're too mobile. I'll have to tighten some things up." Another trip to the bag and I brought back a length of rope. I looped it through her ankle tie and lifted her feet off the ground. Next, I placed them on the desk directly in front of her and used the rope's other end to secure her ankles to a leg of the desk keeping her legs stretched out and stopping her from spinning the chair.
"That's much better, but I still have a small rope left. What should I do with it slave-girl? How well do you know your Master?"
"Mmph mmm," Liz said and wiggled her toes. You gotta love that girl. I took the small length of thin rope and tied both of her lovely big toes together. "Try wiggling them again," I demanded. She did, and both big toes screnched and flexed in bound unison. A beautiful sight.
"I've been taking it easy on your, but no more slave." I then got the whip and flogged her soles. Her feet moved form side to side, but the ankle tie held them in place and her bound big toes prevented her from shielding a sole with the other foot. I went on like this for a few minutes and left her tootsies a nice shade of red.
"Those feet look worn out. Let's see if I can relieve them a bit." I knew she thought I would worship them a bit (I usually do) but instead I went to the kitchen, found some small tongs, and took an ice cube from the freezer. Poor Liz had no idea what was coming next.
"This will make those feet feel better," I said and I placed the tong-held cube on the tips of her tied big toes.
"MMo. MPHo!," she screamed into her gag but I just cold tortured those bound feet. I ran the ice cube from the tips of her bag toes and down across the ball of one foot to her arch. I linged at the arch and made slow, freezing circles on her sensitive spot. Liz' feet were scrunching, flexing and shaking for all she was worth, but they were tightly secured and helpless to my tortures. I cold-touched her heels a bit, but went right back to her soles. "Curl your toes and hold it," I demanded. She did as ordered, creating lots of wrinkles for my ice cube to follow. I went across one sole to the next and back again. Liz was in hysterics.
"Hm, these feet may have had enough. Time to move on," I told her as I dragged the cube up one of her legs, lingering at certain spots and then at one certain spot . I eventually moved up to her tummy, circled her navel several times, and decided to keep climbing. By now it was time for a new ice cube. I reloaded my tongs and again cubed her feet to keep her fresh. Then it was on to the tied up breasts. I lingered there even longer than her feet and toes. Liz' continued howling into her gag and I let the cube lie at the crook of her neck, driving her crazy.
After several more minutes it was time to untie my slave and reward her for her good service. Lizette was always a great trooper and we shared many bound moments together, mostly with her as the slave but occassionally she would dominate me. That will be an intersting story for the future.

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Post by sarumansauron » Mon Sep 20, 2010 12:48 pm

Great story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

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Post by milagros317 » Mon Sep 20, 2010 6:09 pm

Wonderful story!
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet.
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

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Post by NaughtyNats » Sat Sep 25, 2010 6:17 am

Hmm wonder if I make a good naked barefoot bound, blindfolded and gagged slavegirl. I certainly enjoy being tickled and Ice, i'd have to learn more about foot whipping. A little spank is fun not sure I'd realy like prolonged whippingreat story and tnx 4 sharing
NAUGHTY NATS
Maybe blindfold, maybe gagged, always barefoot

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by pensoles » Tue Sep 28, 2010 8:48 pm

> NaughtyNats wrote:Hmm wonder if I make a good naked barefoot bound, blindfolded and gagged slavegirl. I certainly enjoy being tickled and Ice, i'd have to learn more about foot whipping. A little spank is fun not sure I'd realy like prolonged whippingreat story and tnx 4 sharing

Something tells me you'd make a great one!

### Re: Lizette and the challenge (M/F)

Post by josh » Fri Oct 01, 2010 1:18 pm

> NaughtyNats wrote:Hmm wonder if I make a good naked barefoot bound, blindfolded and gagged slavegirl. I certainly enjoy being tickled and Ice, i'd have to learn more about foot whipping. A little spank is fun not sure I'd realy like prolonged whippingreat story and tnx 4 sharing

Its such a shame i couldnt help you find out!
Awesome story, girl's feet turn me on so this was a dream story for me.
Cant wait for any more!