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Spooktober Part 4/4 - Trick or Treat

Added 2019-10-05 08:00:02 +0000 UTC

Always be careful during the night of Halloween - while tricking and treating, you never know what somebody might be hiding behind the smiles, laughter and candy. Be wary, be smart, and always, always be polite. Besides creeps and weirdos, you can never be sure if your friendly neighbour is more than meets the eye; are they wearing a costume tonight, or is Halloween the only time they can let their true self show?

One trick-or-treater hasn't been so much of a good neighbour over the past year. Leaving her trash out too long, playing loud music, and of course, loudly, loudly vibing herself off every other night with no heed to how thin the walls really are. Like a good neighbour, the woman next door waits, and waits, until October...

On Halloween night, as she comes back from trick-or-treating, the good neighbour stands on her doorstep, invites her in, insists she stop by quickly for some wine and pie. Greedy girl can't resist. She eats the pie, drinks the wine, feels a little dizzy - the room is spinning, is that a broomstick in the corner? A cauldron on the stove in the living room? What's with the wand...?

Mummified tight with her legs pulled up and big toes tied back, her soles are pulled nice and taut. Feathers float on their own to where her feet twitch, trying to scrunch and protect themselves, knowing that a ticklish onslaught is about to be unleashed on the super-sensitive skin of her soles. Arms tied to the armchair's legs, there's little she can do to protect herself or swat the tickling feathers away.

The woman sitting in the chair lazily waves the wand, using her feet to tweak her captive nuisance's bare nipples, before resting them on her face. The rude girl is soaking wet, but she won't get any special treatment, not unless she proves that she'll be a good, nice neighbour from now on. She has plenty of orgasms; having to wait won't kill her, and neither will some good, humiliating submission.

There seems to be some truth to the old taunt of trick or treat, lick my feet after all...