Story: Ticklish Executives f/f

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Ticklish Executives

Ticklish Executives

from: foo...@inforamp.net

When Nathalie arrived at her hotel room, it was around 4 PM. She threw her
suitcase on the chair and slumped into the bed. She was so tired. One more
meeting for her and then it would be vacation time.

Nathalie was a L'eggs executive who was, with her friend and also L'eggs
executive, Fernande, having a series of meeting for their next line of
ultra-smooth pantyhose that they had been wearing for the last month. They
had found the perfect line for it in their ads: "So smooth, you'll want to
tickle them everyday!…"

Why had they chosen such a motto? Well, Fernande and Nathalie were two truly
ticklish friends. Nathalie had especially weak ribs and belly, but of course
her always black nylon-clad feet were also a prime target. And she knew, for
having tickled her through the smooth sheer black pantyhose she was always
wearing, that Fernande had wildly ticklish toes, especially at the base. Not
that her underarms were not a perfect target to turn her into a giggling
ball of fun. Both friends loved tickling, and they always made sure that
their pantyhose models were ticklishly competent. Just the sight of those
young toes wiggling into hose…

Nathalie had been resting for the last five minutes when she heard the door
open, which surprised her. She didn't expect Fernande back for another hour
and a half. Entering was a beautiful tall lady who looked nothing like a
cleaning lady although she was wearing the usual uniform. She was wearing a
white blouse and a blue skirt, adorned with a pair of taupe hose and green
high heel shoes. So green. Something was wrong thought Nathalie. She had
never seen a cleaning lady wearing high heels, not even green. They usually
wore black shoes.

But before she had time to say anything, the lady approached her swiftly,
and put something on her mouth and nose. Nathalie suddenly lost
consciousness, truly wondering what was happening.

When she woke up, Nathalie realized, as she was shaking off the effect of
whatever had put her to sleep, that she was tied on a chair, her hands well
tied together over her head, placing her underarms in a very ticklish
position, and her feet secured on another chair, on the other side of the
seat, in such a way that she could only see her heels. Before her was the
"cleaning lady".

"Who are you and what you doing? Untie me this instant!" screamed Nathalie,
hoping to attract attention.

"No use to scream young lady. You know perfectly well that this entire hotel
is sound-proof, especially the executive rooms. You know, so that no secret
is, huh, how could I say, revealed. Like the secret of your new pantyhose
line."

"What? You're nuts, totally nuts. If you think I'm going to tell you
anything about it, you're dreaming."

"Perhaps not", said the strange lady, while gently brushing the exposed
stockinged soles of Nathalie's feet with her long nails.

"Oh no, you, you, you can't do that. You can't tickle the soles of my
stockinged feet to make me talk. No, you can't, no please", immediately
started to beg a very sensitive Nathalie.

"But of course I can honey, answered the stranger, while gently brushing
again the exposed arches, eliciting strong tickling sensations into Nathalie
powerless sole skin. Mmmmmm, how smooth these are", she teased.

"Hee, ha, ha, noo, no, please no I'm ticklish"

"Of course you are baby. On the pretty soles of your nyloned feet, on your
soft and firm ribs, she said attacking the helpless ribs with her
fingernails. Oh wow, very ticklish too around the balls of the feet, lots of
twitching, lots of squealing, pleasurable", teased the villainess.

"Hee, hee, haa, haa, hoo, hoo, noaaaooaaaooaa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, hee, hee,
hee, hee."

"And what about these exposed executive woman armpits. Nothing like a pair
of ticklish executive woman armpits. Come on, tickle, tickle, tickle,
honey."

Haaa, haa, hee, hee, hee, hoo, hoo, ha, ha, ha, ha, he, he, ho, ho, ho, he,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha."

"You are sensitive girl, all over. Soon, you'll be a ticklish puppet in my
hand. I will attack your most sensitive spots forever…unless you tell me
what I wanna know."

"Go, ha, ha, ha, hee, to he-he-he-hell, ha, ho, ho."

The tickling lady started playing with the tips of Nathalie's round toes,
touching some delicate skin, just under her toenails, scratching the smooth
nylons so as to transmit tickling sensations to the skin through it. The
toes wiggled quickly, trying to avoid the nails as they tickled, as they
produced sweet laughter. Slowly, the nails went down, following the round
form of the toes and started penetrating the soft flesh covering the pad of
the toes and also inserting themselves in those delicious nook and crannies
located in between the toes. The torturing lady made sure her nails went
deep into the flesh, deep into those nook and crannies to extricate from
Nathalie the purest of laughter.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, nooooooo, not my toooo-ho-ho-ho-ho-es, hee, hee, hee,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, pity, ha, ha, ha, ha, mercy on my feet, not my feet, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, it
tickles so much, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", laughed Nathalie.

"Of course, it tickles darling. I'm here to make you tickle talk.
Kootchy-kootchy-koo, girl, kootchy-kootchy-koo girl. What do you feel when
my nails slides along your hosed skin? Lots of tickles? And more tickles.
And even more tickles."

Suddenly, she surprised Nathalie by digging her nails into her unprepared
sides, following each rib, and driving her nails slowly into the quivering
flesh. Nathalie laughed and bounced. Her ribs were extremely sensitive to
the touch. Her soft blouse was no match for the tickling lady nails, who, as
she tickled her sides and started pressing her nails hard against her belly,
lifted up her blouse to get access to her naked sensitive skin.

"Ha, ha, ha, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa, haaaaaaaaaaaaaa, ha, ha, ha, ha,
naaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", gave up
Nathalie, as she let the tickling lady play with her ticklish nerve endings,
exciting them to provoke laughter.

"Don't you have soft skin, honey, said the long nailed woman. How long can
you resist my tickling advances before you talk, tell me honey, tell me?
You're so ticklish you're bound to snap, aren't you?"

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, I'll, ha, ha, never talk bitch, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, neve-hahahahahr, ha, ha, ha."

Nathalie couldn't believe that she was being tickled-tortured for
information so easily, and how her ticklishness was used against her, and
how easily the lady used her long nails to extract sensations from her
exposed skin. Where they scratched, billions of sensations wavered, causing
Nathalie to wail. She felt the urge, the incredible urge to simply laugh
louder, laugh longer, laugh forever. It just wouldn't stop. Suddenly the
urged grew stronger as the lady extended one hand to resume tickling one of
her tied up soles as she tickled the ribs and belly, teasing the toes
gently, making them wiggle through the hose.

"Those hose are so smooth. You know that those pantyhose makes you more
ticklish on those delicious feet of yours? I guess you didn't know. Let me
show you."

Ten nails slid easily over the ticklish surface, as Nathalie's ticklish ribs
and belly were abandoned for the most wonderful ticklish surface covering
the soles of her feet. As laughter rang out in the sound-proof room,
Nathalie pulled hard against her bond, but soon realized she was caught and
well caught. She gave in to the sweet sensations now covering, as she
mentally followed the nails touching her, the balls of her feet, going
slowly down to the arches, very rich in sensitive nerve endings.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, dear. I will never stop until you talk. Tickle,
tickle, tickle, Feel my nails through your new hose, feel them wreak havoc
on your sensitive nerves, on your touchy arches, your delicate toes. Let me
scratch a bit harder so you can laugh a bit harder. There. Yes, you do laugh
harder now. You know how much you love the laughter."

Nathalie hated the laughter, but there's nothing she could do to stop it.
She couldn't talk, she just couldn't talk. But the teasing ... the verbal
teasing. It drove her nuts.

"No-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo mo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-oo-re, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, pee-ee-ee-tyha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", laughed tortured Nathalie, as
her ticklish soles slowly filled up with tickling sensations no matter where
her tickler deposited her sharp nails. She couldn't take it. But she
couldn't talk.

"Kitty-kitty-kitty-kitty in between the toes, mmm, those smooth spots in
between each toes. You have to be tired honey. You're mine and you know it.
It's just a matter of minutes if not seconds until you babble everything I
want to know. You're so weak, so ticklish. Your feet have always been a
source of much tickling enjoyment. You know the sensations will just
increase and increase until you go nuts. Kitty, kitty, kitty…"

Inserting her nails in between Nathalie's toes, the tickling lady looked
again for those extremely sensitive spots located in between the toes and on
their base. Using the nylons, she scratched those spots, driving Nathalie
wild. Then, to make sure she wasn't getting used to this attack, the
effective tickler went back to the arches, and over the heels. Nathalie was
being tortured and soon she would talk. They all did.

"Maybe you need some incentive to talk ticklish girl, announced the woman
who had been torturing her so well for the last half hour without
interruption. Let me dig my nails again in your ribs and torture your feet
at the same time. Just so. Nice. Nice laughter increase. I didn't think you
could laugh louder, girl. Just talk now, just talk, ticklish thing."

Ha, ha, ha, ha, nevha-ha-ha-ha-har ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha," was able to say Nathalie. It was her last
word for the next five minutes as the tickling lady just scratched her feet
and belly, cruelly digging her nails hard into quivering flesh. She knew she
would talk, she was about to give up when everything stopped. Some rest at
last. Continuing to giggle softly, as the tickling sensations decreased,
Nathalie wondered why the tickling had stopped.

In a maze of tickling-induced tiredness, she thought she heard someone open
the door. Hear some noise. Then she saw the tickling lady throw the
powerless sleeping form of Fernande onto the bed. She had found a new victim
to interrogate. Fernande was quite ticklish. Taking advantage of Nathalie's
extreme weakness, the tickling lady untied her legs from the other chair and
quickly tied up Fernande on it in the same deliciously powerless position
than Nathalie, her underarms well exposed. She then picked up Nathalie's
legs and tied her ankles on top of Fernande's thighs, and did the same to
Fernande's ankles, placing them on top of Nathalie's thighs. That woman knew
how to tie up girls and make them powerless. "Won't that be nice to be able
to see your friend's stockinged soles teased in front of you. She will see
the same as I tickle you too. I wonder how long she's going to resist. Now,
if I remember correctly, she has extremely sensitive underarms, but her true
weak zone is in between her very long toes."

"How do you know this?"

"Well, let's say I have access to certain information pertaining to your
skin sensitivities that I am using to obtain more information. You're not
the first business woman I've tickled for information, and I've never met
one who wasn't quite ticklish or who didn't speak after a prolonged session.
That's how I know that your deliciously twitching rib cage, she said,
sliding her nails gently on Nathalie's torso, provoking laughter, is quite
sensitive. To say nothing of your nice feet, she added touching the balls of
her feet with her fluttering nails.

"Eeh, haaa, nooo, no more tickle, ha, ha, ha, ha."

At this moment, Fernande awoke slowly, and realized her precarious
situation. She looked at Nathalie's exposed soles which were resting on her
thighs, and at her own resting far away from reach on Nathalie's nyloned
thighs.

"What's happening? What is the meaning of this?" she asked outraged.

"That", answered the tickling lady, depositing her sharp nails on her
powerless soles about the arches.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah", laughed instantly
Fernande as the torture was applied on her ticklish zone. She wiggled, and
twisted trying to get as far away from the torture as she could but to no
avail.

"Are you weaker than your friend, ticklish executive?, asked the lady. My
files say so. She's been wondering how I know your most intimate tickling
spots. I know, that's all. For example, I know that your underarms are very
delicate, she said, her sharp nails entering the deep hollow of Fernande's
underarms. Lots of ticklish spots and sensations there. It tickles, doesn't
it? It tickles, right?"

"Yhah, hah, hah, yhah, hah, hah, yhah, hah, hah, yhah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah"

Fernande's long armpits afforded lots of tickling surface to the tickling
lady who was fluttering her fingers rapidly up and down the sensitive body
part, drawing short and long circles onto the shivering skin, making her
best efforts to force as much laughter as she could out of Fernande's
throat. It was easy. Fernande had absolutely no resistance, it seemed.

"Tickle, tickle, tickle girl, tickle, tickle, tickle, honey. Give me more of
that laughter of yours. Come on, kootchy-kootchy-koo. And when you're ready,
you can tell me everything I want to know. Then, if you're nice, I may stop.
But then again, I may not. Tickle ticklish girl, tickle ticklish pits."

"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, nhah moooo-hoh-hoh-hoh-re, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah".

"Oh, but we've just started, dear. Just a few tickles here and there. I
didn't have to really explore your armpits. What a nice source of laughter
those pits.

Nathalie could now admire the tickling lady technique first hand. Her long
nails were barely scratching the skin, just enough to produce all the
desired sensations on the skin. Fernande had no chance.

"You know, you're no sport, honey. I barely had the chance to tickle the
spot I really crave, those nice stockinged feet clad in your new line of
pantyhose I'm so interested about. Maybe you'd care to talk now. Tell me
about those hose before I tickle your feet through them, girl", she
threatened, as she stopped tickling Fernande to let her talk.

"Hah, hah, no, no, no more, hah, hah, hah, please, no, not my feet, please
no, I'm just too ticklish, I can't take that torture, please, no", begged
Fernande.

"Don't talk, Fernande, you can't they must not know our secrets",
interrupted Nathalie.

"Don't interrupt ticklish executive, said the tickling lady bringing her
nails against Nathalie's exposed soles to tickle. You can laugh though".

Haaaaa, ha, haa, ha, ha, ha, nooooo, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, pleeeease no,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, it tickles so, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha", laughed Nathalie.

"It does indeed cutie. See your friend ticklish executive? See how easy it
is to tickle her stockinged feet to make her laugh? That's what's going to
happen to you if you don't tell me everything."

"I won't talk, and stop tickling her she's exhausted." screamed Fernande.
Help!!! Help!!! Help us!!!"

"Don't any of you read the damn brochures when you make reservations. Can
you spell s-o-u-n-d-p-r-o-o-f-e-d r-o-o-m-s? It's so funny. Laugh darling".

Placing her sharp nails on the soft nyloned material covering Fernande's
arches, the tickling lady fluttered her fingers just enough to make her
laugh. Softly she applied pressure against the smooth nylon material driving
Fernande nuts instantly. She drove her fingers around the entire sole
surface, paying for the moment attention to the arches. Nathalie, still
being tickled much the same way, couldn't help but laugh at her plight.

Nathalie felt the tickling stopped, and saw that Fernande's ticklish soles
had the full attention of the tickling lady. She was now attacking her long
twitching toes who were begging for some release, who were begging the
fingers to stop that frontal assault on their delicate skin.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah", laughed powerless Fernande as she pulled against her
bonds, and started begging.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, pl-hah, hah, hah-se, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hoh, hoh, hoh, hoh, hoh, hah, hah, st-hah-hah-hah-p. Hah-hah-hah
c-hah-hah-hahn't br-heeh-heeh-heeh-th, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, Hah-hah-ll
t-hah-hah-hahlk, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah"

"So you will deprive me of my pleasure, mmm girl? Or so you think. Suffer
now weak executive, said the lady, digging her nails hard through Fernande
fashiony hosed soles, making them seize up and take their tickling like good
soles. Laugh now, and don't beg. I will tickle you like this for five
minutes. When I finish, you will speak. If you don't, I will do this same
torture for 30 minutes non-stop. I hope you understand I want valuable
information. See ticklish executive how easy it was to make you friend talk.
She's got no resistance. Don't answer or this treatment is waiting for you.

Nathalie said nothing. Her exposed soles were too much of a target to resist
the lady sharp nails. She could see the lady place her nails into the toe
structure of Fernande's feet and dig them hard through the hose.

"You're all so weak, executive girls, said the lady. Your foot skins are all
so delicate. That's why you make such perfect targets for tickling
interrogation. I haven't met an executive woman who could resist my tickling
attention yet. Now, she said, turning to gasping Fernande, speak up and
don't stop until you're finished. I want your passwords to your notebook,
and I'd like to know about your interesting testing techniques.

"OK, OK, OK, password for, hah, hah, my notebook is LEGGIES and to launch
the menu you type MENU66.

"Thanks, but that's not all. If I recall, I did ask you about your testing
techniques."

"What testing techniques?", asked Nathalie, who instantly regretted saying
this as a sharp pair of nails furiously and intensely awakened in her
ticklish soles those ticklish sensations she dreaded.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, nooooooo, hee, hee, hee, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, nooooo moooooore,
ha, ha, ha, ha, not my soles, my poor ticklish soles, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, I can't
stand it, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", exploded Nathalie, as she
jumped up under the renewed tickling stress.

"See what's happening to your ticklish friend? That's what's gonna happen to
you if you don't talk. Pure, uninterrupted tickle torture until you say what
I want to hear."

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, n-ha-ha-ha-ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha,
ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha", laughed Nathalie still,
as the lady inserted her nails in between each of her deliciously immobile
toes.

"See how she's suffering? It will be you in ten seconds if you don't speak."

"No, no, no, no more tickling. I'll die laughing. We tickle girls…We
personally tickle the girls who put our pantyhose. We tell them it's
necessary to test the smoothness of the nylons. We make all our models laugh
so much. It's delicious. Their ankles in stocks, our fingernails raking
their ticklish stockinged arches. And their sweet laughter as we tickle
those sensitive soles of theirs. And their toes. Those wiggling toes."

"Well now I hope you'll remember what happens when the fingers are on the
other foot. Did I say I was recording this by the way? Just in case I need
it. Well, I hope you have fun trying to get free, said the lady picking up
Fernande notebook. Nice ticklings…"

Then, the lady disappeared through the door as she left both girls tied up
in their humiliating position.

"How could you give her the password to your laptop. There is sensitive
information in there. This is incredible. I can't believe you…started
Nathalie. Eh, hold on just a damn minute. You don't gain access to the menu
by typing MENU66, but by typing MENU6…"

"I know", giggled Fernande.

"What does it mean? She'll find out and then she'll use the right command."

"I don't think so. MENU66 will unleash a virus in the system. It will be
unusable."

"You have to be kidding!!!" I can't believe it. I would love to see her face
when she realizes she has nothing…"

"So would I, but don't you think we should try to find a way to get out of
this, err ... ticklish situation?"

"Yeah, you're right…Oh, someone's coming in…"

Indeed, a real cleaning lady just came in and looked at the beautiful scene
of those two ticklish ladies, their nyloned feet exposed to each other, and
totally powerless. She was a cute Mexican young girl, no more than 20, with
long black hair and eyes. She seemed surprised for a while, but quickly
regained her composure…and closed the door behind her.

"But, why are you closing the door, we need help, please call the police…",
started Fernande before she saw the eyes of the cleaning lady looking at her
sensitive and sensitized soles and at Nathalie's as well.

In a few steps, the lady had closed in the distance between the door and the
soles. In a few seconds, she started fluttering her nails across the nyloned
soles, testing the smoothness of the hose, pressing it gently against the
delicate skin.

Nathalie felt those delicious and unbearable ticklish sensations fill her
soles as the young girl started to play silently with her feet. She had a
way of going around the toes that just drove Nathalie nuts. She didn't have
the strength to resist those new impulses that were forcing her to laugh
anew. Fernande, for her part, thought she was going to go mad with laughter
as the cruel young woman played with her toes, her ultra-sensitive toes.

"Hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah , hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah , hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah , hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah , hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah , hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah,
hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah, hah" laughed both girl endlessly.

The End