Tied with the teacher

Postby SheffieldMatt » Tue Mar 18, 2008 7:03 am

I looked down at the set of pretty toes which wriggled furiously against my crotch. I couldn’t help but be aroused as Miss Jones’ glorious bare feet squirmed and wiggled against me. Our captors had decided not to bind our big toes together therefore the movement in her perfect feet was far greater, thus turning me on frustratingly. Miss’ little toes were painted a deep purple which contrasted perfectly with the creamy tanned skin of her feet and shapely legs. She was dressed in a long flowing ‘gypsy-style’ brown skirt and tight fitting white vest top. Her long brown hair had been tied back into a pony-tail and her square rimmed glasses were resting elegantly on her ever-so-slightly pointy nose.
I on the other hand was dressed in my baggy grey jogging pants and a tight fitting red t-shirt. My scruffy red hair was matted to my forehead as I struggled. I too was barefoot due to the fact I’d been in the school gym, subsequently the soles of my bare feet were filthy with grime. We were both bound with our wrists tied behind us and our ankles tied together with the same telephone cord. Two ball-gags had been secured in our mouths forcing our mouths into an ‘O’ shape. I was also bound to a chair by my chest whereas Miss Jones was tied securely to the benches that encircled the changing rooms in front of me. As a teasingly cruel twist our captors had decided to place Miss Jones’ beautiful bare feet in my lap and lashed them in place by tying more cord from her ankles around my thighs thus constantly keeping her wiggling feet against my crotch.
We had been bound for at least half an hour before our captors decided to reappear. At the sight of them, we immediately mmmphed into our gags in fear.
“Well, well, well...” began Reece the leader. “What do we do with a pretty teacher and a nosey thrasher? Eh Luke?” he questioned turning to the other chav stood behind him. Reece was a typical ‘rude-boy’ a proper stereotypical portrait of a yob. His shaved brown hair was hidden beneath an up-tilted Burberry cap and the typical gold chain glistened from his meaty neck. The collar of his Hackett shirt was raised up and his G-Star jeans were tucked neatly into his football socks.
“Just think ginger, we wouldn’t have had to tie you up if you hadn’t come snooping into our regular little games with Miss Cute-Ass-French-Teacher.” Said the next; Luke; as he began untying Miss’ feet from my lap. “Yes, that’s right.” He continued looking at the confused look on my face. “We have a weekly bondage session don’t we Miss, ever since we caught you looking at those sites on the school internet. The shame!” he mocked. Miss Jones blushed furiously at this revelation.
“Well it looks like you’ll be joining Miss here in our games doesn’t it ginger” Reece laughed wickedly. “Unless you want the pictures of you all bound up and gagged circulating around school!” he smiled callously. I nodded my head in acceptance.
“But what to do with you today...” Luke continued. He too was dressed almost identically to Reece. The only difference being that Luke had a large diamond stud in his ear, in contrast to the gold ring in Reece’s. “Well I know the first thing I’m gonna do is wash those filthy feet of yours ginger, especially if our lass is coming to play today.” He proceeded to untie my chest from the chair before dragging me into the showers of the changing rooms. Switching on the warm water he began to rub the grime from my bare soles and toes with a rough school issue gym towel.
“Right, while you’re doing that, I’m gonna put Frenchy here in the back of the car.” Said Reece hoisting poor little Miss Jones over his shoulder. As Reece left the changing rooms my attention turned back to Luke who was turning off the shower and squatting next to me.
“For a lad you have some soft, inviting feet you know ginger.” He smiled perversely. “Our lass will love sucking those toes of yours” he grinned as he began wiggling his fingers against my bare toes. “I wouldn’t mind a quick go myself to be honest with you.” And then he began to suck my bare toes, I wriggled them furiously in disgust as he quickly mouthed my helpless toes.
“Mmm...Not bad not as good as Miss Jones’ but not bad!” he laughed as he sat back up. “Let’s get you in the car with Miss Cutie.” He stated, and then began dragging me from under my shoulders to the car parked outside the PE block. Opening the door of Reece’s ‘pimped-up’ Vauxhall Astra, Luke roughly tossed me onto the back seat next to the lovely Miss Jones. We were laid head to feet in the back of the Astra as the two chavs jumped in the front seats.
Slowly Reece backed the car out of the PE courtyard and onto the driveway which led up to the block. As the car moved all I could see were Miss’ ten tiny toes fidgeting in my face. Luke was right. I bet those toes were absolutely perfect to mouth. I stared longingly at the perfect feet and well-formed legs of my attractive French teacher. She struggled gracefully playing the perfect beautiful damsel in distress. A few strands of hair had fell down onto her forehead as she struggled and her glasses had been removed, meaning her large hazel eyes darted around looking helplessly.
Finally we reached our destination. Luke appeared at the door of the car and dragged me out by the shoulders onto the rough dirt ground beneath me, while Reece did the same to the lovely Miss Jones. They then flipped us over onto our stomachs and began to hogtie us securely. They also decided to tie our big toes together thus disabling our struggling abilities!
“Hope you like treacle syrup!” laughed Reece wickedly as he poured the sticky substance all over our bare feet and toes.
“We’ll be back in an hour or so! Hope the bugs don’t bite too hard!” called Luke as they jumped back into the car and sped off. Miss Jones looked at me helplessly, her pretty eyes wide with fear. We both began to mmmmmph furiously as we saw the ants approaching our vulnerable bare feet!

Postby jakepuppydog » Tue Mar 18, 2008 7:17 am

YEY thats a coooooooooooooooool story Matt. I wana hear the next bit :)

Postby ilikebeingtiedup » Tue Mar 25, 2008 10:26 pm

more! MORE! MORE!!!

Postby Andrew » Thu Mar 27, 2008 11:15 am

MORE MORE MORE. :tied: :bound: :tickle: