It was Friday evening, and it had been a long day at work, Claire couldn’t wait to get home and crack open the bottle of wine she had brought from the shop. The stresses of the week had simply zapped poor Claire of energy, both physically and mentally. She took the lift up to the 7th floor and made her way to the luxury apartment that she shared with her friend Emma. Problem was, Emma was a party animal, and her drinking habits often caused disputes between the pair, she would arrive home late, bri...

“No no no no not my feet!” Emma scribbled her fingers across the soles of Claire’s feet, circling her fingers all over her black stockings.

“Holy fuck! Ahahahaha no no haahahaha shit fuck balls hee hee hee hahaha"

“There we go, I knew you would enjoy this, look how much your smiling now.” Emma teased.

“You biiiiitch! Stawwwp! Please fucking stop! Hahaha" Claire screamed out. Emma wriggled her fingers all over Claire’s feet, despite the poo...

As Emma stood back she pressed her toes against the back of her sports trainer shoe, she kicked off the shoe and proceeded to do the same with the other one. Claire halted her screams in confusion, staring at her friend with puzzlement.

“W-w-what are you doing?” Claire pleaded for an explanation.

“I can’t have you screaming the place down, I’m going to need to quieten you down a little, sweetie pie.”

Emma then began to peel off her long black socks ...

When Emma returned moments later, Claire knew that she wasn’t about to be released. The crafty brunette must have had another devilish idea. And Claire was indeed correct.

“I’m back! And look what I have.” She held aloft a very long white feather quill pen, its huge soft plumage was a thing of beauty.

“You brought me this when we were at Uni together, I bloody love this thing, yet have never ever used it other than to write with. Not until now, anyway.” E...

“If you won’t play fair, then I need to change the rules.” Emma smiled as she began to remove the laces from her own sports shoes.

Claire was puzzled, but also took this as a sign her ordeal was far from over.

Sure enough, Emma had taken the laces and was now sat cross-legged back at Claire’s feet.

The blondes mind raced faster, what was she doing? Why did she need those laces? The answer came when she felt the shoe lace being looped around both of her big toes, ...

Enough was enough!

Claire couldn’t take much more of her friends rib-poking fun. She could barely walk around the flat without shoes any longer, and over the last few weeks Emma had repeatedly teased Claire about that torturous night. She even had the audacity to try and repeat the event the following weekend, had Claire not been wise to her tricks, she may have found herself at Emma’s mercy yet again.

Revenge was on the cards, Emma just didn’t know it, yet.

Emma had r...

Emma’s eyes bulged when she felt the fingers probing at her socked feet, “No no no no no no no, oh my gosh, oh my goshahahha stawp eett!”

“Was it a little bit faster than this?” Claire increased the speed and wriggled her fingers profusely on Emma’s feet.

“Shiiiiiiittt nooooo aaahhhaaahaha no hee hee hahaha hahaha.”

Claire now used both hands digging her fingers in hard against the soles of her friends bound feet. “Or was it like ...

“Now. I do recall you taking great pleasure in tormenting my feet in a way which, well kinda turned me on. You see, I don’t mind that, but you didn’t really give me much choice. Had you asked nicely I’d have agreed in a heartbeat, as weird as it would have been. I must admit I’ve never had a girl suck my toes before, but you are so damn good at it.” 

Claire moved Emma across to the middle of the bed and sat by her feet, she...