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It's a (Courtney)Love hate thing. AUTHOR:ToAstA[COD]
Courtney carried Shirley back down into the basement. She laid Shirley down on the floor and
headed to the supply bin. She opened it up and looked through it, since she was now not as
drunk she could make Shirley more secure. She picked out a shiny pair of metal cuffs. That
would do just fine. She unhooked the metal bar, and let Shirley stretch her arms out a bit before
pulling them back behind her back. She helped Shirley hop over to the black couch at the far
end of the basement. Shirley now lay on her stomach as Courtney headed back to the bin to
retrieve a second pair of cuffs. She unknotted the rope around Shirley's ankles and attached the
cuffs around her ankles. Now, with a third pair Courtney pulled Shirley's legs up into the air,
and connected the cuffs around her ankles to the ones on her wrists.
Courtney looked her captive over. Shirley wiggled in her metal hogtie; Courtney went for her
feet. Shirley's feet arched and her toes wiggled as Courtney gave each foot a quick scratch
across the sole. Courtney decided she had to keep Shirley's feet still for a more thorough job,
so she picked up a pair of sneakers and took off the laces. She tied off Shirley's big toes and
started the torture up again. For a good half hour Shirley's feet were tickled. She was laughing,
and screaming into her gag, but no one except Courtney could hear her. After a half hour of
non-stop tickling Shirley was getting pretty tired. She tried to get her feet to separate, but the
shoelaces were holding her feet together pretty good. Courtney was pretty much finished, when
she heard the doorbell.
She ran upstairs, closing the door behind her. A tall man was at the door. He was wearing jean
shorts, and a white T-shirt. Dark sunglasses hid his face.
"Well Shirley, it has been real fun knowing you."
|October 6th, 1999 (Revised 11/10/2k)|
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