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Fetish 4 Mobile - The lawyer and her fetishist assistant (MOBILE VERSION WMV)

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The lawyer and her fetishist assistant (MOBILE VERSION WMV)

From the moment she stepped through the door, the lawyer was ready to collapse. Her assistant trailed behind her, eyes downcast and shoulders slumped. They'd spent hours in court, arguing their case to no avail. The tension between them was palpable; each one convinced they were right and the other was wrong.

As they made their way back to the house, the lawyer suggested a massage might help ease their aching muscles. Her assistant didn't argue, knowing full well that the lawyer's feet were always the first place she'd go to seek relief.

The lawyer sank gratefully into her favorite armchair, rolling up her pant legs to expose her stocking-clad feet. Her assistant hesitated for a moment before taking a deep breath and beginning to massage her boss's tired soles.

At first, the lawyer seemed to enjoy the attention, moaning softly as her muscles began to relax. But then, without warning, her assistant sneaked in a few tickles – just to see how she'd react.

The lawyer's eyes flashed with anger, but she managed to keep her composure. "Stop that," she snapped, trying to pull her feet away. "I mean it."

Her assistant apologized profusely, promising to behave herself. For a few minutes, all was quiet as she concentrated on massaging the lawyer's aching feet. But soon, she couldn't resist the urge to tickle them again.

This time, the lawyer couldn't contain herself. Her laughter echoed around the room, bouncing off the walls. She tried to fight it, but the more her assistant tickled, the harder it became.

Finally, with a gasp and a giggle, the lawyer gave in. "Okay," she said, breathlessly. "That's enough. No more tickling."

Her assistant could barely contain her excitement. She'd never seen the normally stern lawyer laugh like that before. And she loved the way her toes wiggled and her feet rubbed together when she tickled them.

But just as she was getting lost in the joy of tickling her boss's feet, she realized something was wrong. The lawyer's laughter had turned into gasps and moans of pain.

Horrified, she stopped tickling immediately. "I'm sorry," she said, her voice shaking. "I didn't mean to hurt you."

The lawyer forced a smile, trying to reassure her assistant that she was fine. "It's okay," she said, wincing as she pulled her feet away. "I just wasn't expecting that."

Later, as they drifted off to sleep, the lawyer couldn't help but think about the day's events. She'd never imagined her assistant would enjoy tickling her feet so much. And she had to admit, she was kind of turned on by it too.

As she felt her assistant's gentle snores, she couldn't resist the urge to tickle her own feet. The familiar sensations sent shivers down her spine, and she found herself giggling quietly in the darkness.

Little did she know, her assistant was already awake, listening to the soft sounds of pleasure emanating from the next room. And with a mischievous glint in her eye, she decided to take matters into her own hands – or feet, as it were.

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