Miles has always been at Lapis' mercy most of his life. Thema has given him the chance to be the one on top...
...and Miles is taking full advantage of every second.
Prologue: It's been several weeks since Thema first "invited" Lapis to stay at her manor as the guest of honor. In that time, Lapis has been subjected to nearly non-stop "care and attention" from Thema and her associates. Before her stay, Lapis spent many months begging Thema for constant attention, so it's only fitting Thema ensures Lapis always has someone watching over her.
Lapis has been kept comfortable during her stay by being kept in Thema's most comfortable attire available. During the day, Lapis wears a lovingly crafted straight-jacket made from the finest materials money can buy. The jacket clings tightly to Lapis' body and keeps her arms completely immobile to ensure constant relaxation. Her legs are held together by a latex sleeve that restricts movement even more than her straight-jacket. This involuntary relaxation is topped off by strapping Lapis down to either a table or chair where she can be given the attention she's always begged for.
Lapis is given similar care at night, where she is stripped, cleaned, and thrown in a latex body suit that completely absorbs any attempts at movement. Everything from her neck to her ankles is sealed inside the latex where she will be protected through the night. Then, Lapis is strapped down to a bed and left in the care of an attendant who continues giving Lapis attention through the night.
Thema ensures that Lapis is always fitted with a new blindfold, gag, and ear plugs every day that she will wear until obtaining new ones. Lapis hasn't spoken an audible syllable in the 6 weeks she's been staying with Thema. The blindfold and ear plugs ensure Lapis is always living in the moment and able to focus all her attention on the care she's receiving. It also prevents Lapis from ever realizing who is with her at any moment.
Page 8: Lapis knew she wasn't alone anymore the moment the door to the lab opened and closed. She couldn't hear the door or see it, but instead felt it with her feet. Alma's experiments had made her feet much larger than they were before and much more sensitive. She could feel the breath of the unknown person standing right next to her feet.
Lapis instinctively tried protecting her feet from the ticklish onslaught she was anticipating, but couldn't manage much more than flexing the muscles in her soles. Restraints held her toes back, pulling her feet taut and keeping them immobile. There was no protecting herself from what was coming.
Miles couldn't decide what to do first. Ideas flowed through his head and he wanted to try all of them. He knew he would try all of them, but he had to start somewhere. Eventually, Miles concluded to just go by instinct and allowed his body to decide for him. The appeal of Lapis' cushiony, silky smooth, pillow-like feet drew Miles' face closer and closer until his head was pushing deeply into the bound soles.
Miles nuzzled his face into Lapis' soles, slowly pushing deeper and deeper into her meaty feet. Lapis could feel Miles' face as it moved into her soles, his nose rubbing against her skin, his lips puckering into a kiss, his cheeks flexing as they filled with air. It all culminated into Miles blowing a raspberry into Lapis' feet, softly and passionately. Miles enjoyed the sensation as the air pushed its way through his lips and between his face and the surface of the soles.
Lapis felt a very different sensation, almost indescribable to a normal person. Due to the sensitivity in her feet being enhanced so far beyond what humans were meant to interpret, Lapis' mind had a hard time processing what she was feeling. The sensory overload was so intense that it was literally mind-consuming. For the entire duration of Miles' raspberry, Lapis could form no thoughts, access none of her memories, lost her sense of self, and could not feel the rest of her body.
Lapis' world was nothing but the raspberry.
Lapis was no longer Lapis; she was just a foot being nuzzled and tickled. It wasn't until Miles stepped away from Lapis' foot so he could catch his breath that Lapis became Lapis again. In the space of time that Miles wasn't tickling Lapis, less than a minute, Lapis' memories and awareness of a world outside of tickles slowly came back to her. Just as Lapis was remembering where she was, Miles launched into another tickle attack, this time with his fingers.
Lapis was once again overtaken by a world of tickles, this one much more distressing than the last. Miles enjoyed playing with his newly enhanced toys, using a variety of tickling methods to see how each one felt. In the few short seconds between Miles switching from one tickling method to the next, Lapis' mind attempted to process her situation. Unlike before, Miles didn't give her more than a few seconds as a break before starting a new tickling session. This meant Lapis had no time to jump back to reality and was just taken from one world of tickling to another.
Lapis was a pair of feet and her world was raspberries, then her world was finger tickles, then it was scrubbing brushes, etc etc. The whole time, her body acted on its own... not like it could do much.
The tables have finally turned on Lapis. Before, Lapis could get away with whatever she wanted, now it was Miles' turn to be the one in charge.
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