The Secret of Blue Water: Your feet, your pleasure

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"Jean, look there!"
Jean Roque Raltique looked over to where the beautiful dark skinned girl was pointing.
"What is it, Nadia, I don't see anything?"
"Look closer! By that rock!"
Nadia was right, the stone wall by that rock looked kind of odd.
Nadia, Jean, Marie and King had been stranded on the tropical island for quite some time now. They had started exploring the it. It was nice to be alone with Nadia for a change, Jean thought. Sure, Marie and King were nice company, but the little kid and the lion could be a pain in the ass. Especially when all Jean wanted was to think about Nadia. Her slender body, her soft brown skin, her wonderful feet. A shame she always hid them in those bundshoes. It was a pleasure to watch her walk barefoot on the beach...
"Jean? Are you listening?", Nadia asked, impatience in her voice.
"Uhh, yes that stone wall sure looks odd.", he stuttered, snapping out of his thoughts.
"Hmph, you weren't even listening. Let's check it out!".
They passed the small distance quickly, at the end, they found themselves looking at a solid stone wall, overgrown by all kinds of plants. The wall stretched into every direction. It was at least 20 meters high. But that wasn't what caught Nadia's attention. The wall was marked with little symbols in a rectangular pattern. Almost looking like a doorway.
Jean knocked on the wall, to see if it sounded hollow. It didn't, the stone looked solid.
"Hey look Nadia, over here. Doesn't this marking look like your blue stone?"
He was right, in chest height there was a marking similar in shape and size to Blue Water.
"Try to open it!", Jean said, looking the girl in the eyes.
"I'll try", she responded.
Nadia took the stone in both hands and pressed it against the marking on the stone. Suddenly the wall began to rumble. Slowly, the stone framed by the markings shifted. It opened like a portcullis.
"Woah, seems we have found some remnants of Atlantis there!", Jean exclaimed.
They stepped inside.
The door had opened to a corridor. Roughly 3 meters in size. Additionally, there was light. The light of Blue Water seemed to reflect off the walls, revealing intricate artwork and texts written all over them.
As they slowly walked onward, they found out, that the structure they had discovered wasn't that big. The corridor ended after 20 meters to a wooden door.
"Let's take a look inside!", Jean proclaimed, and opened the door.
The small chamber they had opened was about ten square meters in size. Directly in the middle of the room was a chair. Next to it was a small pillar with another Blue Water-shape on the top.
"What is this, Jean?", Nadia asked, a little shaken by the discovery.
"I don't know Nadia, the chair looks like a lounging chair, it sure looks comfy.", Jean responded. Nadia nodded.
"I'll guess, I'll try it out, it doesn't look dangerous." she said and sat down.
"It is comfortable.", said the brown girl and sighed with contempt.
"You know Nadia, this chair must've had a special purpose, there's that Blue Water engraving here too. Give me the stone for a moment, please."
Nadia carefully handed him the stone and he pressed it on the engraving.
The machine sprang to life. Ankle and wristcuffs shot out of the chair and bound Nadia firmly.
"STOP Jean, what did you do?!", she wriggled in her restraints, "make it stop!"
"I'm trying!". Jean tried to pull Blue Water from the marking, but it wouldn't budge.
The room temperature seemed to rise, as did the moisture level. Small pearls of sweat ran down Nadia's cheeks.
"Jean Roque Raltique, when I get out of here, I swear", she was cut short by the sound of another pillar rising out of the ground. It stopped in waist height.
"Hmm, this looks like the controls", Jean said, whilst examining the top of the small pillar. It had several buttons on it, all marked with unknown symbols. He couldn't make any sense of them.
Jean looked around the room in near panic. That's when he noticed a particular inscription on the wall. He couldn't read the symbols but they were in the shape of a human. Unbeknownst to him, they had stumbled into an Atlantean pleasure chamber and the inscriptions on the walls were the manual.
Jean saw that the symbols on the human body parts matched some of the buttons of the machine.
"Jean, get me out of here!", Nadia barked at him.
"I'm trying!" he said and pressed a button. The machine started buzzing.
"What did you do?", Nadia inquired. Her chair repositioned, she was laying on her back now, like in a garden chair.
"Jean! Stop it this instaaaaaangh". A small needle had come out of the chair and pinched her neck.
"Jean...Jean.. what is happening? I..feel..so..funny.", said the tortured girl. Although it wasn't really torture. The injection had rerouted her pleasure center to the part of the body of which Jean had pressed the corresponding button. He had pressed the feet button.
Also the machine had injected her an aphrodisiac.
"Jean...I'm burning up, I feel so hot..Jean... massage my feet please!", Nadia whimpered.
"Your feet?", Jean asked, still having no idea what was going on.
"Yes.. Jean .. I beg you.. touch my feet... I'm going crazy...please touch them!", the need was driving her insane.
Jean didn't know what to do. Nadia was wriggling helplessly in front of him. But he didn't dare to press any other buttons on the machine. Who could know what would happen. Also, the sight of the beautiful brown girl in that condition was one to behold. He decided to give in.
"Oh yes Jean...Touch my feet...please!", Nadia moaned as he kneeled down by her legs. He started to untie her shoes slowly. Nadia trembled in anticipation when she felt Jean working on them. Her feet had become super sensitive. She didn't know what had come over her, all she knew was that she needed someone to touch her feet. To rub them, to massage them. She would do it herself but she was held firm by the restraints.
Finally Jean had laces untied and slowly slid off the shoes.
"Jean...hurry up...don't tease me!", moaned Nadia as her soft soles came into view. Even though her skin was black, her soles were creamy and glistening with a thin layer of sweat. He inhaled the scent and loved it instantly.
Jean couldn't believe he had her beautiful feet directly in front of him.
He slowly ran his index finger along her left sole, feeling the softness of her skin. This sent a jolt of pleasure through her.
"Oh yes...don't...stop", the helpless girl moaned.
Jean grabbed her left foot with both hands and applied pressure directly along the arch. Nadia bucked and threshed wildly in her restraints. Her pleasure was magnified by the chemicals and even the slightest touch sent her into heaven.
Nadia moaned wildly as the boy continued to massage her. She was so close to orgasm now and Jean had an idea. He always wanted to taste Nadia's feet and now was the perfect chance. As his tongue touched her toes, as he got the taste of the beautiful black girls feet she started cumming.
She threshed even more violently, bound by the cuffs. And she screamed. She screamed till she was hoarse as the orgasm wouldn't end. Every single one of Jean's licks took her to a new high of pleasure. She couldn't form a single thought any more, she just came and came and came. Jean didn't stop licking, but her mind couldn't take any more. She fainted.

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