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Lecture With Two Microphones
🕑 Added 2024-03-27 06:59:49 +0000 UTCIt's lecture day at Tickle Corp. today and Mr. Oliveira, the new sales director of the "feather team", was called to show to the company's employees how he maintain his high resilience on his past jobs.
Like it's always done in Tickle Corp, the lecturer is bound on a cross with their arms stretched, kneeling on a cushion in front of a big theatre curtain. Behind the curtain, his ankles are locked in stocks and their toes bound and spread apart. Their bare soles stays secured and immobilized, without possibility of escape or defense.
At first Mr. Oliveira thought it was some group dynamic created by Mr. Daniels, the HR Head who was directing the event, until he started to feel something buzzing and swirling fast on his sensitive wide soles. He started to panic and asking to stop, saying that his feet is very ticklish but that's the whole point about a lecture about resilience: how to stay focused and happy while someone keep torturing your ticklish soles at work.
That surprised Mr. Oliveira, who was squirming non stop and going crazy, wanting that weird tickle machine to stay away of his meaty size 12 feet.
Suddenly, a big screen descended showing what was happening to poor Mr. Oliveira's soles behind the curtain, for the attendees' delight. Mr. Daniels keep asking questions about resilience, tickle resilience and "how are you feeling about your feet being tickled?" which he always answered in despair "IT'S AWFUL PLEASE STOP!".
Then, coming closer to the end of the lecture, Mr. Daniels noticed a growing bulge on Mr. Oliveira's pants and decided that it was time for the second microphone, a vibrating one. The opened his zipper, let his hard pulsating cock out and started to tease him, which made Mr. Oliveira's laughter and give place to loud moaning until the burly man came in front of everyone.
After that, there was a short break of 5 minutes where the Q&A part of the event would start... as well as Mr. Oliveira's torment would resume from behind the curtain...
