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A ticklish teen loses her shoes and socks. She is then tied, tickled and more...
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Chapter #6

Emma goes down

    by: revengexavi Author IconMail Icon
Emma's curiosity got the better of her, and she padded quietly down the stairs. Her soles enjoying the plush carpet which she had barely noticed through her socks. She could hear the stern voice Anne was using with Sarah, and stopped once she reached the doorway to observe. Sarah was kneeling on the floor with her cute wrinkled soles poking out from under her bum. She had a spong in her hand and was about to begin cleaning the muddy footprints.
Anne saw Emma and acknowledged her presence without Sarah noticing. As Sarah bent forward to start on the floor, Anne winked at Emma and took her chance to pounce. And she did pounce, tackling Sarah to the floor so that she was astride the younger, smaller girl, sitting on her bum, with her legs, and exposed feet laid out in front of Anne. Anne wasted no time before starting to tickle each of the bare feet before her as Emma watched on laughing. She wasn’t the only one laughing though. Giggles were spilling from Sarah at every touch, and she desperately tried to cover one foot with the other for a bit of protection. It didn’t work as Anne would just double up on one foot, scribbling her nails down the sole and under the toes. “Haha... stop... please.... haha.... your nails... I’m sorry..... hahaha” “Oh, you’re sorry? So why did you make a mess of the floor? Did you want mine and Emma’s gorgeous feet to get dirty like yours?!” “My... haha my feet... aren’t dirty..... and anyway it was my socks” “”Oh it was your socks, they made the mess, well I gues I should punish them instead of you then?!” “Haha... yes... please”
Sarah didn’t see Anne grab her socks, and didn’t even know that Emma was downstairs, so Anne’s next words surprised her. “Emma please get me the scissors” Emma knew the layout of Sarah’s house like the back of her hand, so knew where to find scissors in a kitchen drawer. “Scissors?! Why? What are you doing?” Sarah asked, a little panicked. “Punishing your socks, of course...” and with that she began cutting them into strips of cloth. They didn’t last long. Whilst Anne was doing this, Emma had had an idea of her own. She took a bin bag from the cupboard and headed upstairs saying “wait a minute” “can I get up now?” Poured Sarah “you’ve tickled my feet and destroyed my socks... what more do you want?” “Hmm... not until Emma gets back”
Emma was only gone a minute, before returning with a partially filled binbag and a smile on her face. Taking care to walk the long way around so that Sarah got a good view of her teasing grin, she dropped the bag next to Sarah’s feet, presenting it to Anne. Anne opened it instantly as her interest had been piqued. And she laughed as she saw the contents. Emma returned the laugh, adding “it wouldn’t be fair to just punish one pair of socks.... they all have to share responsibility” Anne was pleased to see that Emma was on her wavelength so quickly, and wondering whether it was just an excuse to playfully tease her friend, or something more. “Well Emma, this will take a minute, please keep Sarah amused while I get to work.” Sarah was trying to protest but Emma began a merciless assault of her soles and she struggled to get words out. Anne finished and stood to admire her handiwork. Spread across the floor were an array of tattered parts of sock, pink, white, black, blue, but no scraps big enough to even indicate what they used to be.
Sarah stared at the pile “is that all my socks?!” “Yep” replied Emma. I even got the ones from the laundry basket ha” “but why? Now I have no socks to wear” “perfect” said Anne “I guess your cute little feet will be pretty vulnerable then... i’d behave if I were you” “haha I’m sorry babe, but you really don’t need them anyway, it’s summer, just go barefoot. I’ll do it too” said Emma, realising she may have him a little too far and trying to sound consoling. “A great idea!” Said Anne, helping Sarah to her feet ““now let’s get this mess tidied away, I have things to do”

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