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She Wanted Me Alone, Part 2
Published on Wednesday, December 12, 2007
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NOTE: This story is about male feet only, and sexual domination of a male.

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I was startled by the sudden rocking of the boat indicating that people were boarding. There was giggling, and I realized there was more than one woman. I thought Cynthia was going to be alone. Now here I was without a stitch on, fully exposed, and extremely vulnerable. There was no way I could escape that quickly despite my hands still being free. I was promised pussy if I complied, but it appeared they had naughty ideas of their own!
 
The master berth door was opened, and in walked sexy Cynthia with two other women, a redhead and another brunette. I noticed all were in good shape.
 
"This is Stephanie and Donna, and we already left our shoes on the aft deck," smiled Cynthia. "Oh, this speechless one is Marc," she told her friends.

What in hell was I supposed to say at this point?  I had never really been at a loss for words, but nothing quite fit this occasion.
 
Cynthia asked Stephanie the redhead to help her tie my hands. They both got on the berth to tie my wrists together, and stretched my arms out fully away from my body, using more rope than necessary, the weight of which was incredible since it was 3/4" line.
 
"W--w-w-w-wait," I stammered.

"Wait for what," chided Cynthia. They soon had me tied off and now completely helpless in a most awkward, yet not totally uncomfortable position. I began straining against my bonds, and realized I'd have a better chance of picking up Hillary than escaping these women.
 
"He looks hot like this," said the brunette Donna. "I've never had a man tied up in the nude like this. This is cool. Look at his big cock. It's getting bigger!"
 
They all started talking at once in whispers. Giggling, they chimed in together, and said to one another, "Let's start on his bare feet. Yeah, you get that one, and I'll get this one. Here. Rub in this oil. It'll make his bare soles even more sensitive. Ohhh, look at this. He's already squirming, and we're just rubbing the oil in. His toes are curling, and we haven't even started yet!"
 
"P-p-p-p-please ddddon't! I want to stop," I pleaded.
 
"I don't think so Mr. hot shot. You're a guy who likes to tickle girls, so you're going to get it good," Cynthia hissed.
 
Cynthia ran her
very sharp Corvette Red nail polished manicured index finger from one of my heels to my toes. The feeling was like a shock. I struggled to get out of the way, but the tight heavy rope kept me bound tightly, so there was very little movement. My only protection was curling my toes, and wrinkling my high arched bare soles. This seemed to goad them on.
 
They chattered as the other two women began tickling my bare soles with both hands since there was no need to secure them. They were quite caught, and with little room to maneuver, they took the full onslaught of women turned on by tickling a helpless male. They taunted me as they tickled. "Kitchy, kitchy, kitchy koo. Tickle your bare feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle!"

Cynthia leaned over to me, and in a hoarse sexy whisper said, "It turns you on, doesn't it? It arouses you. It EXCITES YOU!!!!!!! You like that it excites you, don't you? You like having both of your feet stuck up in the air while your cock is rock hard."

Turning to her girlfriends she said, "Look at this cock girls it's throbbing!"
 
My asshole was twitching uncontrollably. The barefoot tickling caused a tickling sensation deep in my ass hole, and caused my cock to throb. The sexual arousal made me flush. I had lost total control. I was so sexually excited that I strained even harder, and futilely against my ropes. Worse yet was that I could watch them in the mirror enjoying the tickle torture of my toes curling, and my soles wrinkling on my bare feet. They were both excellent ticklers, and seemed to get great joy from battering my naked foot bottoms with their tickling finger tips.
 
"Wait, wait," said Cynthia. "Donna, grab those electric toothbrushes out of my bag. Now watch this girls."

Donna handed her a couple of toothbrushes. She flicked them on, and the noise filled me with dread.
 
"The uncircumcised male's penis is more sensitive than the circumcised male because it's protected all day," Cynthia explained. "Donna, grasp his cock shaft, and retract his foreskin all the way. There! Look at the size of that cock head! Now I'll take these two brushes, and tickle the very glans of his penis, the most sensitive part of his dick."

"Ummmm kitchy kitchy koo,"
Donna said aloud as the brushes whirred. The tickling was felt deep in my ass and balls. Donna was using her razor sharp fingernails, which were painted with a peppermint pink nail polish. She tickled my ass crack, ass hole and testicles, which were now bloated with sperm.
 
"Tickle his bare feet Stephanie," Cynthia instructed.

Now the three girls worked in earnest tandem as I writhed helplessly in nude bondage. I was begging and pleading for them to stop. Finally, Cynthia said if I agreed to suck all three of their pussies, they would go easy on me.
 
What does one do but agree. They all stripped themselves nude. Hot little Donna was first in presenting her red haired pussy as I sucked her clit for dear life because the other two started tickling my bare feet, ass crack, hole and balls again.  Mercifully, she came as did Stephanie.
 
"Ok girls, before he turns blue, I want to get off, but I want you to tickle him to encourage him to really get me off by licking my bare pussy. Really give it to him so that he sucks my clit until I cum. Oh yeah, I'm going to jerk this arrogant prick
off first so he's even more insanely ticklish, and so he really gives my pussy what it wants. He'll learn what it's like to helpless and tickled."
 
"Where did she come by all of this knowledge?" I thought to myself. I've been in this position before, and after I orgasm, I'm hyper, hyper sensitive. Now I really begged and pleaded as Cynthia went to work stroking my cock, and tickling my cock head while the other two tickled my soles, and my exposed ass and balls thoroughly.
 
I was trying not to cum while Cynthia was teasing me, and expertly masturbating my bare cock while she jerked it up and down. I tried to think of other things, but of course it was impossible.  Against my will, my tickle tortured totally aroused body couldn't take it any more. I was welling up of sperm, and sensuousness was overcoming my ass hole, balls and grasped fuckpole. A torrent of hot white sperm erupted from the head of my tickled cock. It splattered on my chest, time after time after time until my chest looked like a huge bird had carpet bombed my car.
 
Perspiring and exhausted, the girls took up their tickling posts. Cynthia used a towel to wipe up my chest, and then thrust her pussy and ass hole in my face. While I was fellating her, she helped herself to tickling my ass hole. I couldn't plead in protest out loud because I was vagina and ass hole gagged, and I couldn't do anything but the task at hand.
 
Fortunately, Cynthia climaxed loudly, and even squirted into my mouth.
 
Afterwards, everyone was somber, and I was sweating like I had been in a jacuzzi.
 
Cynthia untied my hands, and the girls got dressed. My sexy ordeal was over.

"Later hot stuff," Cynthia said as she and the girls left the boat. I was totally exhausted.

"Some day," I thought to myself, "I'll get even." I dreamed about my revenge as I drifted off to sleep.

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