Turning The Tables On Him
Published on Thursday, November 15, 2007
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NOTE:
This story is about male feet only, and sexual
domination of a male.
Webmaster's
note: This story was written by a male, but it showcases a
female's
perspective. Based on actual conversations between the author and his
wife, these
events are only a fantasy at this point. However, there is serious talk
between the author
and his wife to "turn the tables"
on the man described in this story. Naughty,
naughty!
Author's
note: A great many parts of this story are actually true.
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For a while now, my husand has been chatting it up
with a guy who
lives near us. Our actual identites are of course being kept
anonymous to be discreet. For the sake of this story, we'll call the
guy Joe, and call
ourselves Tina and Adam. The other names in this story are obviously
anonymous as well. My girlfriends
would kill me if I ever revealed
their real names! 
My husband Adam has a foot fetish, and also a fetish
for sexual bondage. He often combines the two, which I will admit is a
very erotic, and sensuous way to appreciate, and enjoy foot fetish fun.
As it turns out, Adam also has a fetish for tickling even though I
haven't really indulged him with it. Basically, Adam is a pretty kinky
guy, but I have to admit, I kind of like that about him. You can't say
that our sex lives together are ever dull. 
All of my girlfriends know of my husband's foot
fetish. They think it's kind of cute. Some of them even know of his
fetish for bondage, which has intrigued them, especially since we
sometimes involve others in our bedroom fun. At a networking meeting
with my girlfriends recently, we kind of split up in small groups, and
one thing lead to another until we were talking about sex, or the lack
of it as it turned out with some of them.
One of my girlfriends actually said, "I wish
that prostitution was legal so that I could just hire a guy for sex,
and then come home to my husband afterwards." She was
only joking around, and yet, she was half serious about it, too.
When one of my girlfriends wanted to know what it
was like to indulge my husband's kink of "setting
up naughty scenarios with other guys," I brought up Joe's
name as an example of Adam's latest plans to get naughty with me.
When I chatted up the details of what my husband's
friend Joe wanted to do, one of my girlfriends said with a laugh in her
voice, "I think that you should turn the tables on
Joe, and teach him what it's like to have done to him what he enjoys
doing to other women."
The reference to "other
women" was because Joe was
married, and my girlfriends were pissed that Joe would step out on his
wife to have sex with other women. They thought that Joe should be "taught a
lesson" about what it should mean to be faithful in a
marriage. They wanted revenge,
and they thought that I was the perfect person to do it.
Wanting to tone down the growing anger from my
girlfriends, I explained to them that Joe was married to a woman who
had a medical condition, which causes intercourse to be painful. I
further told them that even though the two of them hadn't had
intercourse for some time, Joe hadn't had intercourse with anyone else
either.
Suddenly their tone about Joe changed, and they
weren't so
angry. Still, they didn't really believe the story he had about his
wife's so-called "medical condition." If for
nothing else, they
thought that Joe should be "taught a
lesson" for wanting to sexually
ravish a woman "against
her will" as I had revealed earlier on about Joe's sexual
proclivities.
"It's not like that," I
explained to them. "Adam's
the same way. He LOVES making me cum against my will."
"You like that?" Shelia asked
me.
"With Adam I do," I confessed.
"He's
my husband. I like to make him happy."
"But I thought that you do it with other
guys," Sheila chimed in again.
"I do it for Adam," I
explained. "But it's not just for him. I get off on it,
too. It's naughty, and it's
fun."
"It is?" Sheila asked
incredulously.
"I know what Tina means,"
Diane chimed in agreement. "My ex was the same way."
"Maybe that's why he's your ex,"
someone else said with a sarcasic tone.
"Hardly," Diane explained. "That's
practically the only reason I stayed with him. Sex was HOT!"
Everyone laughed.
"Okay," Sheila said with some
newfound understanding. "But what if the tables were
turned on this guy? I'll bet he'd hate it."
"It's
funny you mentioned that," I replied with a knowing smile
on my face. "This guy told Adam that one of his
fantasies is to be 'tied and tickled' without mercy."
"He
said that?" Gloria asked. "Without
mercy?" She was usually the quiet one, although she
suddenly seemed to take a particular interest in the conversation. "My
husband would NEVER let me do that to him."
"Would
you like to?" Sheila asked with a surprised look on her
face.
Embarrassed, Gloria tried to change the subject, but instead got into
the conversation even more deeply. "Well, he's always wanting to tickle ME, and
I HATE being tickled. I'm just TOO ticklish." With a
laugh she added, "I should teach HIM a lesson by tickling him
without mercy."
Everyone laughed. A number of us even said in unison, "Let us
know if you want any help." Gloria's husband was pretty
cute.
After a while, we girls came up with a kind of "soft
agenda" to "teach Joe a lesson" if there
was ever an opportunity for it. That "soft
agenda" ended up as a "plan of action" when I
admitted that I was supposed to meet up with Joe the next day for some
naughty fun involving him and Adam.
My girlfriends were obviously more curious about what Adam and I did
with other men than they were serious about actually involving
themselves. In fact, collectively they pretty much agreed that they only wanted to be voyeurs. I had no
idea then if any of them were going to show up. I thought that none of
them would show up. Years ago when I planned to surprise my husband
with some of them, not a single one of them showed up, and nothing was
really said about it afterwards. I expected the same the next day.
As planned with my husband the next day, Adam and I drove over to the
Marina where I was to meet Joe on his boat. The "plan"
with Joe was that I would let him strip me naked, and tie me up on his
boat for some naughty fun so that Adam could drop by later on to enjoy
the thrill of watching Joe play with me, and get me off sexually against my will as I admittedly
enjoyed. But
as Adam knew, I had other ideas for Joe. I knew that Adam and I would
have fun turning the tables on Joe, but I was disappointed that none of
my girlfriends were in the parking lot when Adam and I arrived.
While Adam stayed near the car, I walked over to the berth where Joe's
boat was docked, and stepped onboard. "Hello?
Hello? Is anyone home?"
A figure I recognized to be Joe stepped out from the forward cabin. Joe
and I had never actually met before even though both of us had seen
pictures of one another. "Hi. You must be Tina," he
said to me with a warm smile.
Joe and I chatted for couple of minutes, and then got right down to the
business of bondage and tickling fun when we stepped down into the
foward cabin of his boat. He was quite nervous
about it, which I found to be kind of cute. He
gave me a quick lesson on how to effectively restrain a person's limbs,
and even matter-of-factly outlined the exact way that he would tie me
up. Knowing his kind, I began to unmercifully tease him by kicking off
my shoes, and taunting him with my bare feet. I pointed my toes,
displayed my bare soles, and nudged his cock through his shorts.
The growing bulge in his shorts clearly gave away his excitement. "You're such a cock
teaser," he said to me. He nervously added, "You're taking advantage
of my weakness. Please stop."
I didn't stop. I was having too
much fun. My continued indifference obviously imbued him with a sense
of righteous indignation. He ordered me below. I knew the drill. He
wanted me to accept retribution for being a cock teaser.
He removed my top, leaving me bare breasted. He stared at my erect
nipples. I noticed that there was plenty of rope on the boat; the
dangerous looking kind made to hold ships in their birth. The rope was
displayed on counters, which were on both sides of the master bed.
I pretended to offer my wrists to him, but before he could grab them I
grabbed his shirt instead, and said, "No, no, no. What's good for the goose is
good for the gander."
"Okay,"
Joe said almost sheepishly, and in a soft voice.
Joe looked surprised, but not entirely. I knew that Adam had explained
to him that I might "turn the tables" and choose
to restrain him in his forward cabin. I could tell he was excited by
that possibilty. His breathing began to get heavy, and there was a
slight smile on his face.
He subtly offered his wrists to me by crossing them over one another. "Like this?"
He asked. His voice was still soft, and it was filled with uncertainty.
"That's
right," I assured him. "Exactly like that."
Tightly, and well, I bound his wrists together. Perhaps mimicking what
he had wanted to do to me, he instinctively laid down on his back. I
stretched his arms far from his body, and secured his bound wrists high
above his head. His chest, and nipples were completely at my mercy. I
licked his upper body, and teasingly sucked his nipples. I reminded him
that he was at my mercy, and I demonstrated this by moving to the end
of the master bed to tickle the soles of his very bare feet. I could
tell right away that his feet were VERY ticklish. I knew then that I
would have to tie him up really well so that I could take advantage of
his ticklish feet later on.
"You've
been VERY naughty trying to seduce me into bondage," I
told him. "Now it's time for a little payback, and to
give you some of your own medicine."
I speed-dialed Adam, and put him on speakerphone so that Joe could
hear. "Hi sweetie. I've got you on speakerphone
for Joe because he's kind of tied up right now."
"Good,"
Adam replied with amusement. "That's the way ALL of us want him."
"All of you?" I asked.
"Yep,
ALL of us," Adam affirmed.
I thought then and there that at least a couple of my girlfriends may
have shown up to at least be voyeurs as they had expressed that
interest to me the night before. At least that's what I hoped. I was
amused, and excited by the possibilty of actually having them involved.
Then again, it also occured to me that Adam might only be role-playing
the scene to excite Joe, as if we were really going to gang-tickle him.
Adam was good at role-playing, and of course I wanted to play along
just in case my girlfriends had flaked on me again as they had done
before.
"Okay
then," I answered back with glee. "Why don't
ALL of you come down to to the boat so that we can teach Joe the lesson
of his life."
"Oohhh,
this is going to be fun," Adam replied. "We're on
our way."
Joe's cock was already steel hard from the anticipation of what I was
going to do to him. The look on his face was one of disbelief after
listening to the speakerphone, but I sensed that he thought we were
simply role-playing the scene of group fun with him. Still, the idea of
group fun excited him. "Look at you," I said to him
as I gave his balls a little tickle while also tracing my fingers up
along his cock. "Look at
how hard your cock is getting, and we've hardly gotten started."
Suddenly, one by one, my girlfriends stepped down into the forward
cabin. Joe didn't say a word. I think he may have been too
flabbergasted to fully comprehend what was going on. Adam was the last
person to arrive. To my
surprise, all of the girlfriends in my special little group had decided
to come. Even Sheila was there. I made a quick mental note to make a
head count. Counting Adam, Sheila, and me, there were eight of us.
Diane, Gloria, Dee, April, and Cindi made up the rest. Because of the
group conversation I had with them about what our plans were, I assumed
that none of my girlfriends wanted to do anything but watch. Instead,
with an eagerness, and indulgence that surpised me, all of them got
into the scene right away.
"What's
he doing with his clothes still on?" Sheila asked
rhetorically, and
then added, "That's not going to do at all."
I couldn't believe how bold she was; the shiest one in our group.
With Joe's wrists bound so tightly, and well, there wasn't a thing that
he could do about what was going on. Instinctively I guess, Joe began
to immediately thrash around with a fierceness that surprised me. But
with eight of us to control his movements, his efforts were useless. In
terms of
using "safewords," as I had
explained to my girlfriends the night before, Joe had confessed to Adam
that his biggest fantasy didn't include the use of "safewords," and in fact, Joe
made Adam promise that any gang tickling scene that might be arranged
would be done with the explicit instructions that "safewords" were "not to
be used." Period.
In my mind I wondered if Joe might regret his deepest, and darkest
fantasy, and the directive that he insisted would seal the fate of such
a bold move. It amused me that Joe really was going to be "taught a
lesson" once and for all. A smile lit up my face, as it
did all of my girlfriends, who as I learned later on, were all thinking
the same thing. It turns out that our gang tickling of Adam's friend
Joe was therapeutic for various, and respective reasons; even for Joe,
who was, as we happily agreed, our "tickle victim."
"Here
you are," Diane chimed
in with glee, "a
grown senior executive who wants so badly to be jerked off
like a school kid, and just because you're looking at Tina's bare
soles."
I had sat on the bed next to Joe, and pointed my toes towards his face
while sandwiching his cheeks with my soles.
"What's the matter, Joe?"
April teased. "It looks like your wrists are tied together
pretty well, and there's not a thing you can do about us stripping you
naked."
Happily, April and Cindi unzipped Joe's jeans, and stripped them off of
his legs, and then completely off of his body. While the two of them
held his ankles together, Gloria and Dee tickled his bare soles. It was
quickly evident that Joe's feet are terribly ticklish, but he was
helpless
to do anything about it. Once again, his cock got steel hard.
Really preventing movement of any kind because
there were eight of us, Joe's ankles were tied to ropes, which he had
suspended earlier on from the upper deck for
Tina's tickle torment. Soon enough he was clad
in nothing but his shorts. His legs were
spread wide apart, and his bare soles had been elevated specifically
for tickling, and
eventual easy access for some ass tickling as well.
"Whoops,"
Sheila announced. "We forgot to remove his shorts."
"Not
a problem," I told them all. Reaching for a pair of
scissors, I reminded them, "He wanted to cut off my panties, so I think
it's only fair to cut off his shorts."
Much to the amusement of Adam and my girlfriends, I clipped each side
of his naughty underwear, and then rubbed
his shorts on his recently exposed bare cock, and anus as I tossed it
away. As Joe admittedly wanted me, we now had him fully exposed - a married man's
cock and ass, and it was
against his
will! I now fully understood the excitement Adam felt when he was
sexually ravishing me against my will, and my girlfriends understood
it, too.
Joe's puckered asshole was there for the tickling, and we did exactly
that with a
paint brush that he had set aside to use on me. As Adam pretty much
just watched, my girlfriends combined their efforts to tongue Joe all
over, and to his surprise, we forced
him to cum a few times
as he strained against the ropes. Forcing Joe to cum more than once was
intensely pleasurable, but agonizing at the same time. As Joe had done
many times himself before with other women, my girlfriends excitedly
took turns to tickle torment
his bare soles. Joe was beside himself, and could hardly take another
moment of the gang tickling, and sexual ravishment that he was
enduring. The girls knew that Joe deserved a lot of revenge tickling,
and that's exactly what they gave him no matter how much he struggled
in his restraints to stop the tickle torture. It seemed that the more
Joe struggled, the more that they continued to gang tickle him.
Somewhat to muffle Joe's
outcries to stop, but
also because my girlfriends had gotten so horny from the exciting role
reversal of being sexually dominant, they each took a turn to sit on
his face for their enjoyment. "Lick my pussy," they would
say. "Tongue
my clit you pussy teaser!"
While each of my girlfriends took their turn to be tongue-fucked by
Joe, they continued to combine their efforts to tease, titillate, and
jerk off his well worn cock. It was almost painful for Joe to endure
this, but at the same time, he felt intense pleasure as they completely
drained him of any cum that was stored up inside.
I guess because Joe had wanted to hear me protest by saying, "Please
don't, I'm married," he cried out the same protest a
couple of times himself. But we continued to sexually ravish his body
because
the arousal he felt from being gang tickled was overwhelmingly
satisfying, and it fulfilled one of his deepest, and darkest fantasies.
We reminded him that he was in inescapable bondage, and that we would
continue to sexually ravish him totally against his will no matter how
much he protested. We continued to tickle his bare soles, and toes, and
we sucked his toes as well while lashing his bare feet with our
tongues. "We've
got you now, you little pussy teasing executive, and we're going to
keep giving it to you until our pussies are satisfied!"
All of us knew from what was going on that Joe's struggle in nude
bondage while being exposed to others while his bare soles were being
tickled caused a tingling sensation deep in his asshole, and balls
which surpassed the tickling itself. It gave each of us a powerful
feeling to sexually dominate Adam's friend Joe, especially when it was
clear to us that teasing his cock, and stroking it simultaneously was
driving him absolutely wild. It was exciting to see firsthand how Joe's
attempts to escape the inescapable was really turning him on a lot. We
knew that no matter what we were doing to him, or which one of us was
doing it, he was getting off in a big way by having us take full
advantage of him at the enjoyment of each of us; virtual strangers to
him. It was highly satisfying to watch Joe's nude struggles as we did
whatever we wanted as a group because the end result was that it
stirred up a sexual frenzy that he would not soon forget, if
ever. Neither would any of us forget such a unique, and
satisfyingly rewarding sexual experience. I can say without a doubt
that each of my girlfrends ended up having multiple orgasms. I
certianly did.
Even Sheila, the shiest of us all, exclaimed with excitement, "We should
do this again!" I could tell from the look on everyone's
faces that we were in agreement about that. Adam and I looked at each
other with knowing smiles.
As wild as it was to sexually dominate Adam's friend Joe, and as
drained as I was from the intensity of what we had done to give Joe
some "payback"
as it were, the first thought that I had before untying Joe was, "I wonder
when we can do this again?" As it turned out, all of my
girlfriends felt the same way. I may have awakened a sleeping sexual
giant in each of us. Uh, oh! 
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