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A ticklish Teacher 2

"It looks like you're having a lot of fun, Miss Heather. Do you like our game?" Emma asked with a grin on her face as she scrubbed Heather's bare soles with toothbrushes. "Haha! No! Hahaha! Please, stop! I can't take it anymore!" Heather laughed uncontrollably. After a while, the children stopped tickling Heather's feet with the toothbrushes and reached into the box again. "Please, stop tickling my feet now! I can't handle it anymore!" Heather pleaded as she took a short break from the torture on her feet. "Nonsense! The game is far from over, Miss Heather!" Leon laughed. Suddenly, Heather saw the children pulling out cotton swabs from the box. She stared in panic at her feet, wiggled her toes, and simply begged the children to stop tickling her feet. "Please, children... Stop... I can... Hahaha... Oh no, please!" she began to say as the children started stroking the cotton swabs over her bare soles, and sliding them between her toes. Heather burst into laughter like crazy. "Tickle tickle tickle! Miss Heather is ticklish!" Emma exclaimed, laughing and seeing the situation merely as a harmless game. After all, she wasn't helplessly restrained on a bed and had to have her socks taken off and be tickled with various objects, as Miss Heather did. "I'm bored of the cotton swabs now. Let's try something else," Tim said. Then the children reached into the box again and found electric toothbrushes. Heather couldn't believe her eyes. She knew that she wouldn't be able to endure this much longer and wiggled her feet back and forth, hoping it would soon come to an end. Heather briefly heard the electric toothbrushes being switched on and the children bringing them to her soles. They ran the vibrating bristles all over her soles. "Hahahahaha! Please, children! Hahaha! I can't take it anymore! Hahaha! My feet! Hahaha! Please, stop, children!" Heather laughed in agony. The children tickled Heather's feet for a while longer before they stopped, and Emma said, "Okay, I think we can start phase 2 now..." Heather became scared when she heard that "phase 2" was about to begin. The children retrieved a tube of massage oil from the box and started rubbing it onto Heather's feet. "Children... What is this? What are you planning?" Heather asked, surprised and panicked. The children just grinned awkwardly and began massaging Heather's feet. "Ohhh, what is this? Am I getting a foot massage after all the foot tickling? I certainly deserve it!" Heather said, relieved. "Don't get too excited, Miss Heather..." Leon smirked mischievously. Heather ignored Leon's words and enjoyed how the children kneaded and massaged her bare feet. After 10 minutes of this pleasant foot massage, the children suddenly stopped. "Let's continue now. She should have rested a bit," Emma said and retrieved the box again. Heather continued to relax and wiggle her feet. Suddenly, the children pulled out a massage ball and rolled it over Heather's soles. "Uhh, what's this? Hihihi... It tickles a bit on my feet... I thought you were going to keep massaging my feet," Heather said, startled, wiggling her toes as the children continued to roll the massage balls over her soles. However, Heather seemed to remain relaxed and allowed the children to massage her feet with the massage balls. But then, the children took out pinwheels and continued rolling them over her foot soles. Heather burst into laughter again. The pinwheels further stimulated her feet, and the massage oil only made the situation worse. "Hahahaha! No! Not tickling again! Hahaha! Please! Hahaha! Please stop tickling my feet!" Heather laughed out loud. The pinwheels were the worst for Heather so far. The children rolled them continuously over Heather's feet, exploring every area with them. After some time, they gave Heather another short break before returning with forks. Heather was already teary-eyed from laughing and knew exactly what was coming when she saw the forks. The children started tickling Heather's soles with the forks. "Ohh God... Hahaha! Please, children! Set me free! Hahaha! You win! Hahaha!" Heather managed to say between laughs. Heather was tickled with the forks for another 20 minutes until the children put them away and switched to using their fingers and feathers to tickle her feet. "Hahahaha! Children! Hahahahaha! STOP! Hahaha! It's enough now! Please! Hahaha! Stop tickling my feet! I- hahahaha- I can't take it anymore! Please...." Heather pleaded for the last time. Finally, the children stopped tickling her feet and released her. Heather looked relieved at her bare feet and wiggled her toes. She stood up from the recliner and quickly put on her shoes and socks. She was infinitely glad that she was no longer helpless and barefoot, tied down on a recliner and having her naked feet tickled. From that day on, Heather was sure that she would not participate in such games anymore, especially not if it required her to take off her shoes or socks.