Tom whined as his bare feet wiggled in the stocks in front of him. He was blindfolded and the cool dungeon air washing over his sensitive soles made him feel very vulnerable right now. He was about to be punished by the tongues of Mrs Tickleton's pet cats, which were kept at the school to punish the boys harshly. Mrs Tickleton grabbed Tom's big toes and tied them back to the stocks.
"Um...Ma'am...I'd like very much to wiggle my toes...you know cat licking is torture for my hyper sensitive soles" said Tom nervously. "Oh, I know the licking will be bad...and I can't wait to hear you SHRIEK. Are you sorry for begging during a tickling earlier?" asked Mrs Tickleton. "I am, but I couldn't help begging. I'd gotten 10 phrases wrong in that Spanish class...and Miss Hernández has such ticklish nails..." said Tom. "I know she does...I'm giving her UNRESTRICTED ACCESS to your feet right after your nightly pedicure. Imagine those awful, skillful nails skittering and tickling over your pedicured feet" smiled Mrs Tickleton. "Oh DEAR GOD NO, ANYTHING BUT THAT. I'LL TAKE 5 HOURS WITH NO BREAK IN HERE WITH THE CATS, BUT DON'T LET THE SPANISH TEACHER TICKLE MY FRESHLY PEDICURED FEET" cried Tom. "Begging again? Time upped to TWO HOURS of kitty cat licks" grinned Mrs Tickleton. "Y...yes ma'am...I suppose I kind of deserve it" whined Tom as he felt the fish oils being poured over his bare feet and between his toes. The cats were released and they made their way over. Oh, what poor Tom would do just to be able to see what was happening. Then, the first lick was delivered. Tom responded with...
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