//------------------------------// // The Musician CH 6 P2 // Story: Special Experience Files (volume 8) // by keithsterling //------------------------------// After hugging those two mares, I returned to the chaise lounge and sat back on it. As Octavia's mother and aunt walk behind the folding privacy screen to put on their robes, replacing their evening gown, I placed Tavi's supple, curvaceous heels in my hand. I slowly brought them up to my nostrils and sniffed the wonderful, sweet scent of her very supple, soft skin on the underside of her feet. Occasionally, slowly licking the superb flowing creases upon this earth pony mare's bare feet, intentionally causing her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes to curl and splay on the end of her feet. As I continued covering this very classy earth pony mare's goldish gray sensitive bare soles with my saliva and sucking on her long dazzling shapely lovable digits on the end of her naturally beautiful slender, and elegant mare bare feet. First to emerge from behind the folding privacy screen was Tavi's mother, Miss Aretha Melody. She was attired in Heather gray three-fourths inch sleeved Ambrielle mares above the knee-length kimono robe. Due to the height of the hemline of the robe, you could clearly see all of the gorgeous French lace detail on the welt of her nylons and the keyhole on the back of the stockings she had on. She was closely followed by Tavi's aunt, Miss Agatha Melody. She was attired in a turquoise sky blue three-fourths inch sleeved Liz Claiborne mares knee-length robe. Unlike her older sister's kimono robe, Agatha's robe hemline completely covered the gorgeous French lace detail on the welt of her nylons and the keyhole on the back of the stockings she had on. Both lovely older mares looked as fetching in their stockings and dress sandals, as did Miss Octavia Melody before I removed her shoes and stockings. I watched all three earth pony mares simultaneously blush and nervously chuckle, knowing that in the next few seconds, their goldish gray, lovely, long, narrow, shapely, and refined bare feet would be exploited for all their worth. "Oh!?" Aretha exclaimed, remembering something from the concert rehearsal she was to ask about. "Tavi…Can I speak to you in private? The conductor wanted me to ask you about the scores you will be playing at the concert…He also wants me to get back to him right away." Aretha explained as Octavia nodded her head, and the pip-pops of Octavia's barefeet and the click-clack of Aretha's shoed feet were muffled as the two mares walked into Aretha’s home office before closing the door to talk. As the gorgeous ten-inch-long Greek-shaped goldish gray, naturally beautiful, slender, and elegant mare bare feet with zesty red-orange toenail polish of Octavia Melody left the living room. I spotted her Aunt Agatha Melody sitting at the natural light brown finished Isanti dining table with two chairs and a single bench with her long, sexy earth pony mare's legs crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other, sipping chamomile tea she made in the galley kitchen. The breath caught in Agatha's throat as I stood up and walked towards her, sitting at the dining table elegantly sipping her chamomile tea in her Royal Albert old country rose tea cup. As I approach the dining table, she graciously sets her Royal Albert old country rose teacup down on the matching saucer on the table before uncrossing her long, sexy earth pony mare's legs from under the table. "You want to start with little old me, Justice?" Agatha said nonchalantly as I casually nodded my equine head and calmly used my Unicorn's levitation spell to remove the single bench from being pushed under the table. "Would you like me to place my legs on this bench, Justice?" Agatha asked, inclined as I once again nodded my equine head. She effortlessly rose to her feet from her chair, bushing her hand over her turquoise sky blue three-fourths inch sleeved Liz Claiborne mares knee-length robe to straighten the wrinkle in the fabric. The black Journee collection mare's Kedzie open-toed wedge sandals with two-and-one-half-inch wedge heels click-clack over the Thames hickory wire brushed engineered hardwood floor as she drags the chair in front of the bench to rest her legs on top of it. Once she dragged the chair in front of the bench, she straddled the chair before gracefully sitting down on the chair. She elegantly brings her long, sexy earth pony mare's legs up and graciously stretches them onto the bench before her. I straddle the bench before sitting down on the bench with her sandals and nylon-clad feet directly in front of me. I marvel at the black sheer nylon feet in front of me wearing her sandals. Through the front opening of her sandals, I can see her first three nylon-clad toes with burnt/cream orange colored toenail polish sticking out the front. A mischievous smile formed on my snout when I stuck my two fingers into the teardrop cut-out on top of her shoes over the roof of her foot and dragged my fingers down the fabric, causing her long, sexy earth pony mare's legs to quiver from the stroke. “Those ten nylon-clad goldish gray long, dazzling shapely, adorable soft, elegant toes with slight plumpness to them with burnt/cream orange colored toenail polish are going to get the worst tickle torture when I relieve them of their sandals-clad protection," I said pretending to be evil as Agatha shyly giggles. "Oh, my good heavens…I beseech you don't tickle torture my sensitive toes with my nylons on. That is a cruel and unusual punishment…my poor toes will not last long with the stocking on. So with all the mercies, please remove my nylons before you begin torturing my feet." Agatha said, pretending to be anxious and fearful as I reached the sides of her sandals and unbuckled both buckles simultaneously on her shoes to relieve them from her nylon-clad feet. Agatha's light purple eyes watch with numbed horror as the black Journee collection mare's Kedzie open-toed wedge sandals with two-and-one-half-inch wedge heels easily slide off her nylon-clad feet and are haphazardly tossed underneath the dining table. Left revealed were her nylon-clad Egyptian ash gray, naturally beautiful, slender, and elegant mare bare feet with burnt/cream orange toenail polish through the sheer nylon fabric. The most prominent feature on her feet was her nylon-clad, longer big toes and her elegant nylon-clad smaller toes that slant downward at a forty-five-degree angle to the end of her feet. The normal shaped arches on both her feet were elegantly curved. Why the oval-shaped gentle round ball of her feet was stunning. On the other end of her elegant arch, it led into supple, curvaceous heels with no hint of roughness or callousness on her long, narrow feet. Her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes had a slight plush. Her toenails were beautifully trimmed and shaped painted with burnt/cream orange toenail polish. The skin upon her lovely Egyptian-shaped bare feet was very supple with superb flowing creases with no hint of roughness or callousness. Learning from my mistake with Octavia Melody's nylon-clad Greek-shaped bare feet, I securely trapped Agatha's ankles under my arms before executing the assault on her sensitive toes locked in the sheer fabric of her nylons. "P-pleeeese ahahahahah! P-pleeeese!! Ahahahahah!! Stop it ahahahahahah!" Agatha pleaded as I dug my fingertips into her sensitive toes locked in the sheer fabric of her nylons. "Ahahahahahahahahaah stop it!!! Ahahahahaha!" Agatha screamed as she never realized I was using my unicorn telekinesis to roll down her black thigh-high stocking. As the fabric bundle reaches my arm, I loosen my grip around her ankles, allowing the fabric bundle to continue to roll up her feet and off her toes. I tossed the removed fabric bundle with my unicorn telekinesis under the table with her removed sandals. Agatha exploded with uncontrollable laughter when she figured out she was now barefooted. She was in hysterics in no time; the sensations shot up her bare legs and exploded in her mind. Not wanting Agatha to pass out, I ceased tickle torturing her sensitive toes on the end of her feet, allowing her to gulp much-needed oxygen into her oxygen-deprived lungs. By then, the muffled pip-pops of Octavia's Greek-shaped bare feet returned to the living room from the other room. A huge Cheshire cat smile forms on Octavia's snout when she notices that her Aunt Agatha is now barefooted. "Mother is in the office talking on her cell phone…she said you can join her there, Justice," Octavia said as she joined the other barefooted earth pony mare at the table. With two of Melody's family mares in their barefeet, I make my way to the home office for the final Melody family member, Octavia's mother, Aretha. I gently pushed open the mahogany solid wood interior hinged door and walked into a medium-sized twelve by fourteen square foot room with a single sliding window on the room's western wall. Once through the door, a warm ash wood L-shaped desk was directly in front of me. The top of the L was right in front of me, and the lower part of the L was on my right side. Sitting on the cocoa and mocha-colored Morgan executive faux leather chair with her long, sexy earth pony mare's legs crossed, one knee tossed casually over the other, was Aretha Melody. She was speaking on her cell phone, facing the door. She smiles at me, gestures to me inside, and gestures to me again to close the door behind me. As I closed the door behind me, stretched out before me lays Aretha's sandal-clad and nylon-clad foot, tapping soundlessly in the open air, beckoning me to kneel on the ground and try to capture that sensitive appendage. I glanced slowly at this earth pony mare talking on the cell phone before me. I quickly determined that this earth pony mare was oblivious to what I would do with that sensitive foot on the end of her leg. I quietly lower myself to be at the same level as her crossed legs and vulnerable nylon-clad feet in her dress sandals. She slowed her soundlessly, tapping her foot in the open air before stopping it completely, leaving her foot entirely still. Her foot was not fully stagnant through the front opening of her sandal, her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes with a slight plush to them casually splayed and curled inside her reinforced toed stockings. I carefully took hold of her block heel and held it tight. At the same time, I used the tips of my fingers of my other hand to probe along the side of her nylon-clad foot, searching for the concave of that foot. "I found it," I said in a low voice as my fingers fell into the hollow of her black sheer thigh-high stocking. I pushed my fingers into the supple fabric of her nylons till the tips of my fingers hit the start of her high arch foot; there was a light sound of fabric ripping as I pushed too hard on one single point, opening a small hole in the nylon over her high arch foot. I took advantage of every opportunity and, using two fingers, ripped the gap larger in the fabric. I snaked my finger into the hole, scratching the supple ash-gray bare skin inside her high arch foot, causing Aretha to jump out of her seat, squeal at me, and swipe with her foot at me, which missed. I backed away from the hole in the nylon to allow the earth pony mare to set down from the tickling of the bare skin of her high arch foot. Once she returned to a calm demeanor and her foot returned to a tranquil state, I returned again in front of her nylon-clad and sandal-clad feet. But this time, I carefully reach up to her elevated sandal, slowly unbuckling the buckle on the side of her foot, and remove it from her nylon-clad foot. Being a very cheeky unicorn stallion with a mare's foot fetish, I was not satisfied with just one nylon-clad foot being accessible; I wanted both of them accessible. I lay prone on the ground and once again slowly unbuckle her other sandal buckle. I used my unicorn telekinesis to lift Aretha's foot off the floor just high enough to carefully slip her other sandal off her nylon-clad foot, leaving her shoeless. A sudden spurt of adrenaline shot through my veins when Aretha intentionally wiggled her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes with a slight plush inside her reinforced toed stockings as if she were saying 'Hi.' "I like that," Aretha said in a sensuous, low tone as I looked up to see that she had pressed the mute button on her cell phone. She quickly pressed the mute button again, allowing her to return to the phone call as her light purple eyes glinted with pleasure. I knew she wanted both her nylon-clad feet accessible. Aretha softly chuckled under her breath like a school-aged filly as I floated a sturdy vertical cardboard box over to us along with a wooden stool. She didn't object when I lifted both her legs off the ground, forcing her to cross her ankles. I rested her supple, curvaceous heels on top of the vertical box in front of her as I sat down on the wooden stool with her nylon-clad feet. Sitting before me was her nylons-clad ten-and-a-half-inch long Roman-shaped ash gray, naturally beautiful, slender, and elegant mare bare feet with pumpkin orange toenail polish. The most prominent feature on her feet was the first three nylon-clad toes being the same length and the last two nylon-clad toes curving slightly inward toward her first three toes. She has high-arched feet that are smoothly curved. The round balls of her feet were stunning, with a smooth, gentle roundness evident through the sheer hosiery fabric. On the other end of her soft high arch feet were supple curvaceous heels with no hint of roughness or callousness, a sign of well-attended feet. Her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes, which had a slight plush to them, wiggled seductively in her reinforced-toed stockings. Each toenail on her long, spectacular, shapely, lovely toes was beautifully trimmed and painted with gorgeous pumpkin orange toenail polish. The velvety skin upon her high arched nylon-clad Roman-shaped bare feet was very supple with superb flowing creases once again with no hint of roughness or callousness as she scrunched her long toes down. She constantly teased me by scrunching her long toes down, making that sound of nylon rustling upon her feet. My bratty nature surfaced from the constant teasing of those high-arched nylon-clad Roman-shaped bare feet in front of me. Aretha's eyebrows shot up in surprise as I uncrossed her ankle and held her nylon-clad foot in my hand. She noticed the bratty look that appeared in my cobalt blue eyes. Before she could react, my lips wrapped around the long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes, which had a slight plush to them inside her reinforced-toed stockings, relishing the flavor of the nylon fabric and the warm tastes of plushy long toes inside the stocking. 'Oh, good heavens!!!' I thought as Justice wrapped his lips around my plushy, long toes inside my stocking. I could feel the warm drool soaking through the black translucent fabric of my nylon. My equine body shivered as several beads of saliva followed the contours of my high arched nylon-clad Roman-shaped barefoot before dropping off my supple curvaceous heel with no hint of roughness or callousness to the ground. 'Oh, dear heavens…I beseech you don't suck on both my high-arched nylon-clad Roman-shaped bare feet!!!' I thought as Justice wrapped his lips around both pairs of plushy long toes inside my stocking, relishing the flavor of the nylon fabric and warm tastes of plushy long toes inside the stocking. I began to softly moan and pant heavily, wanting Justice to stop sucking on all my plushy long toes inside my stockings; I could feel the excitement building inside my overstimulated equine body. As I was fighting my urge to climax as the sensation was pleasurable, I never realized that Justice was using his unicorn telekinesis to roll my stockings down my elegant, long, sexy earth pony mare's legs. Once it got past my knees, he reached up and continued using his hands to roll my nylons the rest of the way down my elegant, long, sexy earth pony mare's legs. I was ecstatic, never realizing I was barefooted as Justice floated my feet in cobalt blue magic aura. I could tell that Miss Aretha Melody was bottomless in bliss, allowing me to scrutinize her Roman-shaped bare feet before me. Floating in my cobalt blue bubble was her ten-and-a-half-inch long Roman-shaped ash gray, naturally beautiful, slender, and elegant mare bare feet with pumpkin orange toenail polish. The most prominent feature on her feet was her first three toes being the same length and the last two toes curving slightly inward toward her first three toes. She has high-arched feet that are smoothly curved. The round balls of her feet were smoothly shaped with gentle roundness that was evident upon her naked feet. On the other end of her smooth high arch feet were supple curvaceous heels with no hint of roughness or callousness, a sign of well-attended bare feet. Her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes, which had a slight plush to them, look more fabulous when exposed to the open air of her home office. Each toenail on her long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes was beautifully trimmed and painted with gorgeous pumpkin orange toenail polish. Why, the velvety skin upon her high arched Roman-shaped bare feet was very supple with superb flowing creases once again with no hint of roughness or callousness when she unknowingly scrunched her long toes down, sending slow ripples across the expanse of her goldish gray bare soles. "Huh!!" I exclaimed when I finally came out of my pleasure-induced haze and noticed that my feet were bare. My nylons were tossed haphazardly on top of the black Journee collection mare's open-toed Bella glitter-heeled sandals with two-and-one-half-inch block heels on the ground by my desk. "Please ahahahahahah Please!! Ahahahahaha Stop it ahahahahah!!!!" I pleaded as his fingers played in my high-arched feet, smooth curves tracing the contours of my sensitive arches. "Please!!!" I giggled as he taunted me by having the ten tiny bubbles pull back my long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes, which had a slight plush to them, opening my ticklish toe stems to be assaulted. I exploded with maniacal laughter as he tickled the center of my high-arched Roman-shaped bare feet. I was in hysterics in no time as the sensations shot up my long, sexy earth pony mare's legs and exploded in my pleasure-induced haze mind. It only got worse for me when he used small magical wedges to wedge open my long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes and shot his tongue in between my ticklish toes, causing me to scream with laughter. “Ahahahahahahahahahaah stop it!!! Ahahahahaha!” I screamed as he used the tip of his tongue to tickle the skin between my ticklish toes. I squeaked and began to giggle again, pleading with Justice to stop tickling the skin between my ticklish toes with the tip of his tongue. My light purple eyes widened in alarm, went a paint bucket with a brush popped into existence. He began applying a sticky substance to my very supple bare soles and between the toes of my ticklish feet, causing them to stick together temporarily. I giggled and screamed for him to stop; the brush tickled the worst. “What is that?” I giggled out "The coup de grace, Miss Aretha Melody…Just honey, my dear ticklish earth pony mare." I said as I applied the finishing touches. "Oh god no!! Please don't lick my feet!!" I pleaded, but to no avail. I screamed in ticklish misery as Justice greedily licked off every last drop of honey from my horribly ticklish soles and toes. A few minutes later, my horribly ticklish soles and toes were completely clean but covered with saliva. As I slowly recover from the ticklish assault on my arched-shaped bare feet, Justice helps me to my feet. "Well, Miss Aretha Melody with the entire Melody family mare…feet now thoroughly sensitizes. Shall we return to the living room for the group tickle torture?" I suggest as Aretha's high arched Roman, shaped bare feet pip-popped over the shield maple waterproof laminate of her office into the living room. In the living room, Agatha and Octavia have already taken their sits on the Tanavi five-piece modular sectional, waiting for Aretha to arrive. Aretha's arched Roman-shaped bare feet pip-pops are muffled by the living room carpeting as she makes her way over to the sectional. After Aretha took her seat on the sectional, my cobalt blue magic aura formed on my spiral horn. In the next instance, a set of long wooden footstocks appeared. I lifted the top half of the wooden foot stocks and watched each earth pony mare place their slender ankles into the lower half of the wooden foot stocks before pushing the top half down, trapping their ankles. Before I pulled a barrel bolt locking the wooden foot stocks. I moved from barefeet to barefeet, tying their long, dazzling, shapely, lovable toes with a slight plush to them to the top of the stocks to immobilize their toes. With that done, the paint bucket reappeared, and I went to work painting all types of sweet substances onto their horribly ticklish soles and toes before licking them off.