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Cgbf - Don't pay me back only tickle your feet

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The Giantess's Demand: A Tickle-Filled Debt Repayment

An Unusual Request

As you enter the dimly lit room, your eyes adjust to the soft glow of candles flickering on every surface. The air is thick with anticipation, and you can feel the weight of her presence before she even appears. When she finally steps into view, you're struck dumb by her towering figure. She towers over you, every inch of her body radiating power and dominance.

"Well, well, well," she says, her voice echoing through the room. "It seems like someone owes me a debt."

You swallow hard, trying to find your voice. "Yes, Mistress," you manage to croak out.

"And what do you think is the best way to repay that debt?" She asks, her eyes glinting with mischief as she steps closer.

A Giantess's Appetite for Tickling

Your mind races, trying to come up with a suitable answer to satisfy her. Suddenly, inspiration strikes. "I could... tickle your feet?" You offer hesitantly, not sure if it's what she's looking for.

But to your surprise, she throws her head back and laughs, a deep, throaty sound that vibrates through your body. "Oh, my sweet little pet," she says, reaching down and grasping your head gently between her thumb and forefinger. "I think you've just found the perfect way to repay me."

With that, she lifts you off the ground, your feet dangling helplessly in the air. She places one of your feet against her own, and before you can even process what's happening, she starts to tickle your sole mercilessly. You let out a high-pitched squeal, squirming in her grip as she works her magic on your sensitive skin.

A Battle of Wills

The tickling intensifies, sending shivers of pleasure and pain coursing through your body. You try to squirm out of her grasp, but she holds you fast, her grip unyielding. She chuckles darkly, her breath fanning across your skin, sending tingles down your spine.

As the tickling continues, you find yourself lost in a haze of pleasure and submission. You can feel your willpower crumbling under her dominance, and the thought of trying to escape becomes laughable. Instead, you cling to her, desperate for more of her touch, her scent, her presence.

Conclusion: A Satisfied Mistress and Her Submissive

Eventually, she stops tickling you, but you don't want her to let go. You feel empty, bereft of her touch. But she just smiles down at you, her eyes twinkling with amusement.

"You may go now, pet," she says, setting you back on the ground gently. "But remember, this is just the beginning."

You nod, still unable to speak properly, and back away from her slowly, heart racing and skin tingling. As you leave the room, you can't help but wonder what other unique methods of repayment she might have in store for you.

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