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Laugh For Me
by Colin
Category: Erotica/Fetish Erotica
Description: Cara is a lovely woman with a slightly embarrassing weakness: the thought of being bound and mercilessly tickled terrifies her, yet also arouses her like nothing else in the world. Her dominant lover Brion is well aware of her secret and exploits it through delicious mind-games and torturous bondage/tickling sessions. One day lunch with a friend leads Cara to a forbidden indulgence; she knows her punishment will be severe, and spends the afternoon barefoot in penance. The pleasures of a day without shoes is a feast for a sensual girl like Cara, but Brion is waiting at home with his bonds and tickle-tools. Before he's done, poor Cara will be singing arias of laughter and passion, begging her lover for a release no feather could provide?
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: May 2010
 
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [50 KB]
Words: 7767
Reading time: 22-31 min.
"Colin knows how to sketch colorful players and present them with a luxury of scrumptious enchantments to keep the pages turning. Even the backdrop allows the reader to feel the whole ambience of the story. This read is indeed charming. I think many readers will find this story enough to tickle anyone's forbidden pleasure." -Linda L., The Romance Studio, 4/5 HEARTS
"I swear, Brion...Brion, please..."
He wasn't tickling her now, made no move to actually touch her feet. He was only smiling down at her. All the same, she shook with suppressed laughter. He was going to tickle her, tickle her feet. Whether or not she had actually gone barefoot, whether he even believed her was immaterial. All of it was just an excuse to wreak this ultimate tease on her. And it was by far the worst kind of teasing, worse than being tickled on her belly, worse than under her newly-shaven arms, even if he used a feather on them. Knowing what he was going to do made her skin hyper-sensitive. The very thought of what was coming tickled her as effectively as his fingers did.
When he turned his smile on her left foot, gripped its ankle in one hand and began prying the shoe off with the other, she went wild. Thrashing, crying, giggling. He released her foot, laughed as he let it drop to the bed.
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