Amazon/tndrfoot
                                   Texas Tickler
                               Tenderfoot Amazon, The
               There was once a mistress named Cynthia.  She was a gorgeous physical 
                 specimen: 5'11", long brown hair, blue eyes, 135 pounds, 36-24-36 
             measurements and a dominant sensuality that controlled the male or female 
           she that desired.  She was skilled in using whips, chains, and other tools of 
            dominance. She exuded strength and control; there were no weaknesses in her 
             manner and nature which could be used to control her.  She had built her 
            personality by submitting herself to other mistresses, who would administer 
            pain and torment without mercy.  Cynthia, after much practice, would never 
              crack, no matter how intense the pain was or how strong the binds were.
          Indeed, Cynthia was in control Until Lynn moved in next door.  At first sight, 
           Lynn was anything but dominant: 5'1" tall, long blond hair and blue eyes, 95 
           pounds.  She looked like a promising slave, with her slight build and gentle, 
                        little girl voice, which belied her 22 years of age.
                Being a good neighbor, Cynthia invited the petite blond over for an 
             introductory chat.  The mistress offered Cynthia a drinkIAnd anotherI And 
             another.  The effect of the imbibing would be to loosen Lynn's tongue and 
          thoughts.  "You know, Cynthia," said an inebriated Lynn, "moving in was such a 
                                   pain.  My back is killing me.
          Cynthia sensed her opportunity.  "Lynn," she replied, "why don't you have your 
          boyfriend rub your back?"  Lynn looked at her.  "hyly, she confessed that "oh, 
              I'm not seeing anyone right now.  I'm rather bummed out on guys."  Lynn 
           flashed her soft blue eyes, flirting with Cynthia.  With that, as if a signal 
                                                had 
            been sent and answered, Cynthia sat down beside Lynn and started to gently 
           kiss her neck.  Lynn melted into her arms, and soon Cynthia was massaging her 
          back and neck.  Lynn soon fell into a deep, restful sleep, as Cynthia held her 
                                               close.
           The next morning, Lynn awoke to a shock.  "he tried crawling out of bed, but 
               found that she had been tied to the bed, spread eagle.  Her nude body 
             squirmed against the ropes.  "Well, I packaged you quite well!" Exclaimed 
          Cynthia. "I know that you are a bi-now let's see if you can play the part of a 
            slave!"  The amazon had several straps in her hands, and wanted to build up 
          the tension in Lynn by gently caressing her body with the tips of the straps.  
              However, this produced a most unusual reaction, which changed Cynthia's 
            game plan.  As the tips of the straps lightly danced over the backs of her 
          legs, she began to squirm helplessly and laugh.  "St-t-top that!"  Cried Lynn, 
                                          "it t-tickles!"
          With that, Cynthia started to poke and jab at her rib cage and underarms.  Lynn 
           bucked violently, screaming for mercy.  "Stop-you c-crazy b-bitch!  I c-can't 
           stand to b-be tickled!!!" Shrieked Lynn.  However, Cynthia was relentless and 
           kept the blond beauty laughing for 2 hours, when Lynn finally passed out from 
           exhaustion.  Cynthia let Lynn sleep for a few minutes, then untied her.  Lynn 
                                       woke up moments later.
             Lynn's eyes opened wide and she was furious.  "What the hell do you think 
             you're doing?  How would you like it if I did that to you?" Lynn screamed.
           Cynthia had a ready answer.  "My dear, I didn't get to my position in life by 
          being a sissy like you.  I have been in the submissive role before, under whips 
                and chains, and have come through admirably, even asking for more!"
          Lynn then issued a challenge.  "OK, tough bitch, why not let me have a crack at 
           you?  You brag about your endurance to pain, so let's see you prove it!  Give 
            me two hours, the same amount of time you were torturing me, and you'll be 
                                   ready to do anything for me!"
             Cynthia stood proud, confidant, and she laughed back at her.  "My dear,"  
            replied the Amazon, "I've have lasted for days in bondage.  Whips, sensory 
                                deprivation Try anything you wish!"
           Cynthia then led Lynn to the torture room.  Lynn had Cynthia lie down on the 
           floor.  Cynthia's wrists were bound by handcuffs attached to the wall.  Lynn 
           then placed her feet in stocks.  The blond found herself attracted to Cynthia 
          feet. They were beautiful: size 10, with long slender toes, and well kept, with 
                                       no callouses or corns.
          Lynn looked at Cynthia and admired her handywork; this was her first time as a 
             dom and she wanted it to be successful.  Lynn ignored the whips and other 
          instruments of torture around her, and slowly ran her long fingernails over the 
           soles of Cynthia's feet.  The pair of size 10's began to wiggle and squirm as 
           Cynthia bit her lower lip, trying not to laugh.  "You think tickling me will 
          break me?  You're in for a surprise!  I can take whips and other pain for days! 
                                This will be easy!" Snarled Cynthia.
               However, Cynthia's show of confidence didn't impress Lynn.  Lynn saw 
           Cynthia's feet squirm under the stimulation from Lynn's fingertips.  Now, it 
                                                was 
            time to keep those feet still.  Lynn hammered in nails on each side of each 
                                               foot, 
           right next to the big and little toes.  With a string, she would tie her big 
                                            and little 
              toes to the nails, spreading the toes apart and completely immobilizing 
                    Cynthia's size tens.  "Now, bitch," exclaimed Lynn, "LAUGH!"
          Lynn again began to scrape her long fingernails all over the sensitive soles of 
             Cynthia's feet.

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  Again, Cynthia bit her lips, struggling to maintain her 
            composure.  Cynthia was so determined, yet Lynn was so relentless, using a 
             small paint brush between the Amazons toes.  This caused Cynthia to buck 
              violently against the bondage.  On and on it went for twenty minutesI30 
          minutesI35 minutes.  Then, the tingling, teasing, tantalizing sensations which 
             engulfed her feet became so overpowering the Cynthia burst into helpless 
          giggles.  "Hee hee, ha ha!  That t-t-tickles!  Go ahead-k-k-keep it up!  You'll 
            n-never b-b-break me!" Stammered Cynthia, as Lynn kept stimulating the soft 
                                      skin on Cynthia's soles.
              One hour had now passed, and Cynthia was showing signs of weakness, as 
           Lynn took a ball point pen and started drawing all over her soles.  "Tee hee, 
                                                ha 
            hahahhahaha!  Oh G-god, that's d-driving m-m-me c-c-crazy!  My f-f-feet are 
            s-s-so sensitive!" Cried Cynthia, as tear began to stream down her cheeks.  
                            Lynn napped back, "OK, bitch ready to give?"
              As Lynn used the pen, the pressure of the ball point on Cynthia's feet 
           stimulated the soft, sensitive skin on her soles, driving Cynthia to tears.  
            "OH, GOD, YOU'RE DRIVING ME-HEHEHEHEHE!-C-C-CRAZYY!!!" She screamed through 
          her hysterical laughter.  Lynn shot back, "Oh, have you had enough? I'll stop, 
                                                if 
          you're going to be too much of a sissy!"  Cynthia's pride got the better of her 
           though; she had survived for 75 minutes; 45 more and she would be free.  Her 
               tortured reply was, "NO-POUR IT ON!  NO TRAMP WITH A TICKLE FETISH IS 
                                        GOING TO BREAK ME!"
          "Very well," replied Lynn.  "Now that your feet are filthy with ink, it's time 
                                             to clean 
             them off!"  With that, Lynn produced a bucket of soapy water and a small 
          toothbrush.  Cynthia's eyes opened wide, as Lynn dipped the small brush in the 
          water, then begin to slowly scrub her left heel in torturous, circular motions.
           Cynthia's long legs began to quiver; her breasts began to bounce up and down. 
          The endless stimulation of the thousands of tiny bristles on her feet were too 
            much to bear.  Cynthia exploded in an anguished scream of forced laughter.  
                       "EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHH, AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH, 
                    HAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA TEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEI"  The amazon sounded 
           as if she was in agony, as her hysterics filled the room.  "C-C-CAN'T BREATHE-
                         M-MY SIDES-TH-TH-THEY'RE GONNA EXPLODE!!  OK OK, 
                    PLEEEEEEEEEEEEASSE STOP NOWWWW WWWW!  I GIVE, I GIVE, WHAT 
                 DO YOU WANT, I'LL DO ANYTHING!  MY FEET ARE TOO TICKLISH!  STOP, 
                               LYNN, PLEASE!!!!!" Submitted Cynthia.
          Satisfied, Lynn stopped.  She looked at the clock; the Amazon had cracked after 
              one hour and 20 minutes.  Lynn sat down beside her, caressing Cynthia's 
          breasts.  "Well, you aren't as tough as you say you are!  Why, you're a like a 
                                              littly 
                sissy teenager!" Lynn scowled.  "Just wait till I tell your slaves!"
           A look of terror filled Cynthia's eyes.  "NO, please don't tell anyone!  I'll 
                                                be 
                                        ruined!" She begged.
              The trap had been set.  Lynn looked down at the beaten Amazon and layed 
               down the law.  "OK, I'll keep quiet, but you must meet the following 
                                           conditions," 
          stated Lynn.  "First, you're feet are still covered with ink.  Will you submit 
                                                to 
              getting them cleaned with the toothbrush, until they are cleaned to my 
                                           satisfaction?"
          Cynthia, anxious to get out of this mess, replied, "Oh, yes Lynn, as you wish!"
            Lynn smiled.  "There is just one more thing you must do in order to keep my 
                                               lips 
           sealed.  You must allow me to tickle your feet every day, without fail. This 
                                               will 
           include working on your endurance.  You must endure 2 hours of foot tickling 
           every day from me, until you are able to not just survive two hours, but beg 
                                                for 
                                          more and more!"
                               Cynthia screamed, "Never!! I'll die!"
           Lynn then picked up a little blank book sitting on a table and looked at the 
          contents.  "Hmmm..It seems this is a list of your slaves!  Suppose I just call 
                                                one 
             of them up and have them listen while I clean your feet?", suggested Lynn.
             "OK, OK YOU WIN!" Shrieked a terrified Cynthia.  "Please keep quiet! I'll 
                                              submit 
                                  to your foot tickling every day!
              With a satisfied smile, Lynn completed a one hour clean up of Cynthia's 
          tormented feet.  Once the ordeal was over, Lynn "treated" a still bound Cynthia 
           to a pedicure, making certain to use a pumice stone to soften what few rough 
          spots were present on the Amazon's feet, finishing off by painting her toenails 
          pastel pink.  Lynn then ordered the newly ordered slave to report for her first 
             tickle session at midnight the next evening.  Somehow, Lynn knew Cynthia 
                                wouldn't dare miss the appointment.
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