A loving tribute to the foot immobilization and "Torment" pictures that the lovely artist
This particular piece is inspired from this: fav.me/dr10vv
Poor Caroo here has found his large, soft soles at the preparation end of what may be one of the longest foot teasing captivities he's ever been placed into. >:3
I'd adore a short story for this scene. If anyone has an idea and writes one up feel free to let me know. it'll be added to the description. <3
Story by cardfightvanguard62Caroo woke up in darkness, at first he thought it was night, but then he realized he was upside down. He felt around as best he could and felt he was in a box. But what caught his attention was that his feet are out of the box, immobilized and trapped.
He could feel his heels stuck in place, a belt holding his toes back, he started to panic. Usually when he found himself trapped like this, it meant one thing for the poor thing: Tickling.
Sure enough he suddenly felt something wet and s pair of hands on his feet, he figured it was baby oil. This caused him to panic more, his feet are already really ticklish, the oil has now made them extremely sensitive.
Then, the nightmare began. He burst into uncontrollably laughter when he felt fingers on his feet, they felt to be female. He laughed so hard tears had appeared in his eyes.
This went on for five minutes.
"That was just a warm up." The female voice says as Caroo felt a soft feather and a paint brush on his soles and toes. He found this to be worst then the fingers. He desperately tried to move his feet any way he could, but it was in vain.
After 10 minutes, a light shade of red could be seen on his feet. Just then, her heard a strange sound, it sounded like....
He bursts into laughter again as he felt rotating bristles on and between his ticklish toes. As he thought, it was an electric tooth brush and it was driving him insane.
He felt the tooth brush cover every inch of his immobile toes, as well as between them.
Poor Caroo started to lose track of time, what could have been minutes seemed like hours.
Finally the dreadful sound ended and he could breath again. He wanted to be set free, but the female, was far from over.
Fear filled him when he heard the sound of tape, that usually meant something was going to but taped to his feet, and he was right.
He felt something placed on his right foot and it was taped in place. "Let's see how you handle a vibrator." The females says.
Caroo's eyes widen and before he could beg, she turned the vibrator to max and Caroo was in pure tickle torture. And to make it worse, he felt a hair brush on his left foot, causing him to laugh harder then before.
Now time truly meant nothing, as the minutes and hours merged, and now to Caroo, it felt like years.
The brushing and vibrating only stopped to have more baby oil and other kinds of oils to be put on his feet.
Soon all he knew of was tickling, he couldn't remember much of anything else. The only thing he knew was he was being tickled and that it went on for a very, very long time.