Now you can see, why after a very busy work month on his feet for my husband, why I wanted to give him a taste of his own so called “Tickle Therapy!”

As a lot of you know, he’s already a desperately ticklish man to begin with, so knowing how much he’d been on his feet, in dress shoes and socks, I was pretty positive my long nails were about to utterly tickle-wreck his tired, soft sweaty soles!

(Not to mention all those tickle toys he had used on my helpless feet!)

Oh yea… They were gonna be in that “tired, hot, sweaty” condition when I applied his own “Foot Tickle Therapy” methods to his helpless feet, to ensure I did nothing short of tickle torment the fuck outta him!

That’s why I texted him on his way home prior to his foot tickle torment, to inform him that the very moment he get’s in the door, he would be trading his dress shoes in for those same hot, fuzzy slippers he had put me in, and assuming a naked (everywhere else) position on the bed, so I could strap him down and begin his “Treatment.”

… He’s so lucky that I have such a weak spot for penis tho, because there’s no way I’m gonna be able to tie him down naked and not play with his cock! So I guess that unlike my “Foot tickle therapy” the experience he’s about to have is actually gonna be therapeutic!

Right around the time I wrap my hands around his rock hard shaft and slowly, EVER so slowly, edge him to one of those massive orgasms I adore watching him have!

But before ANY of that, let’s get rid of these slippers and have a look see just how ticklish my helpless little toy is, shall we?

To Be Continued…
Xoxo
-Gwen

Foot Tickle Therapy: Gwen's REVENGE! (Part 1)

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