It was several hours I spent tied to the chair. Not knowing when Rachel returned or not I would occasionally get a surprise when her hand ran over my stomach or even under my foot. She would then spend several endless minutes tickling me before once again leaving me bound, blindfolded and gagged. Bettween her attacks I would try to struggle free but never made progress against my restraints. In between times I'd sit still. These periods of rest were boaring but at the same time I felt ecxited at what was happening to me. I was the barefooted, bound, blindfolded ang gagged prisoner of this beautiful girl and was likely to remain so for the next 24 hours too.
I heard Rachel take a couple of phone calls. One was clearly from mum, Rachel told her I was out playing, the other call was fom on of her friends who she was arranging to meet later this evening. That was Dannii, one of the other girls whose feet I'd tried to tickle at a previous baby sitting.
Rachel came back to me after her telephone call. Despite being still tied gagged and blinfolded I knew she was coming this time as I heard her bare feet slap on the kitchen floor. I really knew she was here shortly as she tickled the soles of both my feet for a few ... wel felt like hurs may have been seconds or minutes. After that she untied me from the char and marched me upstairs still blindfolded and gagged with my hands tied behind me. She udid my hands just outside the bathroom door, said I could remove my blindfold and gag if I wished and as she pushed me in said I had 5 minute to do what was necessary.
I did what was needed and stepped out to find Rachel still in her summer dress and now standing with coils of rope in her hands once more. She tied my hands behind my back again then tied my elbows together before pushing a fresh sock into my mouth and tearing a strip of wide tape from a reel which she then smoothed over my mouth. She marched me down stiars agin (I was still in shorts, shirt and barefoot at this time) and into the loungs. She pushed me to sit on the floor then got on her knees next to me and tied my legs together at ankles, calves, above and below knees and thighs. Each one was wrapped by 5 or 6 turns of rope before being cinched between my legs and tied off. Next was my upper bode which was tied with several turns of rope round my chest and upper arms which was then cinched between my arms and bode before bing tied off. She then took a long piece of rope and folded it in two. she tieg the mid point to the rope round my wrists then tied the rope round my waste and tied it off in front of me. Once again i was well truessed up and gagged but not blindfolded this time.
She switched the TV on and I got my first cue of time as the sports programmes had finished and it was the early eveing game shows and entertainment shows starting. We sat and watched as if watching TV while tied up and gagged or watching with a tied gagged pris0nr at your feet was the most natural thing to do. When the first comercial break came on things changed a little though. Rachel poked me in the side with her bare toes and started teasing me again. "Are your sides ticklish?" "Do you like my bare feet?" She poked me several times and eventlually pushed me over onto my side when she then slid along the sofa and began to press hr bare soles over my face. she had been walking round the house barefoot all day so although her feet didn not smell too badly they were very dirty. Rachel took great delight in smearing her dirty bare feet all over my face and pinching my nose with her toes so that when i was eventually allowed to breathe again I got a nose full of her feet.
This continued for the next couple of ad breaks. i got a rest when the programe was on but as soon as the ads came I was litterally under her feet having a good sniff. During one of the programme breaks (i.e. when I could watch the TV from my low down and now sideways perspective) the door bell rang. Rachel jumped up to answer it and I could immediately hear two female voices. they went tnto the kitchen to get some drinks. A few minutes later Rachel came back into the lounge with Danni. Danni was wearing her work clothes from the department store she worked in. Dark blue skirt, pale blue blouse, jacket to match the skirt, tan tights and low heeled dark blue shoes. She took her jacket off and threw it over the back of a chair and kicked her shoes off before they both sat on the sofa using me as a foot stool.
In contrast to Rachel Danni had been wearing shoes and tights all day, so whereas her feet wer clean they smelled. Even before the next ad break Danni wasted no time in putting her sweaty, smelly, nylon feet over my nose and teasing in much the same way rachel had. they began to team up on me, Rachel pinching my nose with her bare toes and Danni resting her feet on top of Rachels feet so when she eventually took her toes away and allowed me to breathe All I got was the sweaty smell of Danni, and a nose and lung full of it too. Danni took great pleasure in tormenting me and remniding me of the time she tried to sit for me and I spent the evening trying to get her socks off to tickle her feet.
"Do you like my feet?" "Wouldn't you like to tickle these now?" "Go on have a smell." "Are they really stinky?" "How do they smell?" "Who has the smelliest feet of us 2?"
I was in tormented extacy.