You stand back up, and the genie winks knowingly as you pluck two stiff feathers from the duster lying conveniently on the lounge table. Her expression quickly turns uneasy as turn to approach her feet.
"No, please Master, not that!!" she begs, "Please, I'm too ticklishshehehehe" unable to finish as you brushed the feathers up her soft soles, slowly making your way towards her perfectly-shaped toes.
"NOhahahstophahahahnohahmoreha!" She cries, tears streaming down her face as the tips of the feathers sneak beneath and between her cute toes. You tweak them about for a few more glorious moments before allowing her a breather.
"Please Master, anything but more tickling, please!" she pants.
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