Fer All For Pleasure - Soccer player is tickled by his trainer

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Fer All For Pleasure - Soccer player is tickled by his trainer

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Training Day Tickles

Power Play in the Locker Room

As the sweat dripped down his face, John, the soccer player, finished up his grueling training session. His muscles ached, but he welcomed the chance to catch his breath. Little did he know that his trainer had other plans for him.

"Just relax for a bit, John. You've earned it," his trainer said with a smile. John nodded, thinking he was in the clear. He hopped into his car and lit up a cigarette, taking a deep drag as he closed his eyes and tried to calm his nerves. He didn't realize that his trainer was still watching him from the corner of his eye, a mischievous glint in his eye.

Silently, the trainer approached John's car, his heart racing with anticipation. He knew that John wasn't supposed to smoke - it was against the rules - but he also knew that John was secretly enjoying it. He decided to use this to his advantage.

Slowly, the trainer opened John's car door and climbed in beside him. John's eyes widened in surprise as he saw who it was. "Coach? What are you doing here?" he asked, his voice trembling slightly.

"I just wanted to make sure you're taking care of yourself, John," the trainer said, his voice calm and soothing. But as he spoke, his hand snaked out and grabbed John's ankle, giving it a gentle tug. John yelped in surprise as he felt the familiar sensation of tickling spreading through his body. Before he knew it, his trainer was tickling him in the socks, armpits, belly, and feet, all while wearing a devilish grin.

"This is punishment for breaking the rules, John," the trainer said, his voice low and threatening. "But I think you'll like it." John squirmed and giggled uncontrollably as he was held captive by his own ticklishness. He had never felt so vulnerable, yet so turned on at the same time. As the tickling continued, he couldn't help but wonder what else his trainer had in store for him.

After what felt like an eternity, the tickling finally stopped. John lay there, panting heavily, his whole body tingling with anticipation. "I... I don't know what came over me," he stammered, looking up at his trainer with wide eyes. "I just couldn't stop laughing." The trainer chuckled darkly. "That's because you're ticklish, John. And believe me, there's more where that came from." With that, he tied John's hands and feet together and left him there, helpless and achingly aroused.

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