Because you demanded it...Part 3! We started F/f, then moved to F/m.. Now we'll try some M/f (mostly)
Danny lay in the pitch darkness of the Kappa Delta Delta basement. His nose was itching like crazy, but with his arms and legs securely tied, there was nothing he could do about it. He just stared off into the gloom, wondering how long it was till morning. God, he thought, make it as far away as possible. After last night, Danny needed as much rest as possible.
The last eight hours had been filled with unbelievable torment. After he had been taken from the Alpha sorority house, the Kappa’s had driven all around campus showing off their prize. Women had poured out of every dorm on campus to see the naked man strapped down in the back of the pick-up truck. Alyssa, riding in the back with him, had given the women a show, tickling Danny’s feet until he was screaming with laughter, begging her to stop.
On that tour of shame, Danny quickly lost track of all the gawking eyes staring at his body, and the disgusting catcalls coming from the mouths of seemingly normal looking women. Even more humiliating were the things Alyssa made him say. She would tickle his toes until he repeated some crude sexual or degrading comment. Some of them would have made a prostitute blush.
Things only got worse when the Kappa sisters finally got him back to their house. The bed he was tied to was carried into the living room. There, Colleen, President of the Kappa’s, had told the other sister’s the story of the raid on the house of their rival sorority, the Alpha’s. She told them, in her Russian accent, just how they had captured not only the Alpha’s seal, but also the boyfriend of one of the sororities members.
Then she had given the sisters permission to ‘torture’ there new prisoner.
The remaining hours all blurred together in Danny’s memory. Colleen limited the tickling to only two or three Kappa’s at a time, but that was enough. He could still feel those perfectly manicured fingernails raking up the soles of his feet. He remembered the maddening squeezes of his rib cage, the dancing of fingertips over his stomach, and the diggings in his underarms.
It became just a flood of beautiful co-eds. Blondes, redheads and brunettes, had tickled every inch of his body. They got the backs of his knees, under his chin and his thighs. Out of the corner of his eye, Danny could see both Colleen and Alyssa giving pointers to the new ticklers, making sure they could keep him in hysterics.
And they just didn’t use their fingers. Feathers, ball-point pens, kitchen utensils and anything else the women’s evil minds could think of were used on Danny’s bare body. Make-up brushes under his toes and a back scratcher on his belly were the worst he could remember.
And through it all was Alyssa. She stayed only inches from his head, draping her long, red hair over Danny’s chest and whispering taunts into his ear. She called him weak, she told him he was just a little boy who deserved what was happening to him. Alyssa told him that the Kappa sisters were never going to stop tickling him.
Despite that, Danny desperately wanted Alyssa to stay close. That was because, just like in the Alpha house, the only breaks Danny got from the tickling were when one of her nipples were in his mouth. Knowing this, Alyssa teased him her pert, bare nipples. She would dangle them out of his reach, make him beg for one, pretend to lower her breast towards his mouth, then snatch them away. Alyssa’s nipples became the only source of relief for Danny in the universe. Those times Alyssa allowed one to slip past Danny’s parched lips, they tasted like ambrosia.
The worst part of the entire tickling, however, was when they would work on his private parts. A sharp fingernail under one testicle would make him howl as if both feet and armpits were being tickled. A soft, fuzzy feather up his shaft was a very different, but no less powerful, tickle. The only times Danny passed out were when he was tickled ‘down there’.
It had also excited him. Even now, hours later, he was still erect. He almost hoped that one of the Kappa sisters, maybe even Alyssa, would sneak down here and finish him off. The hormones rushing through his body made it impossible to sleep. Of course, if they did come down here again, they would start tickling him again.
Danny sighed. He had long given up trying to escape from his bonds. Each of his arms and legs was securely fastened to a different bedpost by a leather strap. He had tried for hours to get even the tiniest bit of slack in those straps, and had failed horribly. All he could do, alone in the darkness, was worry.
How long did the Kappa sister’s intend to keep him? No matter what Alyssa said, they’d have to release him eventually. If he were missing for too long, people would come looking for him. This wasn’t a stupid Internet story after all, this was real life!
But it was the Friday after Thanksgiving. Most of the students wouldn’t return to campus until late Sunday night. And it might be days after that before his roommate realized he wasn’t taking a few extra days off. The Kappa’s had already used a bedpan to relieve his bodily functions (one of the sisters was a senior nursing student, who dealt with the disgusting mess very professionally) and spoon-fed him his dinner. They could conceivably keep him for days!
Somewhere in that cloud of worry, Danny might have drifted off at that point, because the next thing he remembered was being forced alert by the sound of broken glass. He then heard a shout upstairs, where the Kappa’s slept, followed by some muffled cries. The slamming of several doors, one after another, followed that. Danny could only lie there, tied helpless to the bed, and wonder what was happening.
Soon, Danny was blinded by bright light as the chandelier above him suddenly turned on. Coming down the stairs directly in front of him, with Colleen in the lead, seemed to be the entire sorority.
“So sorry to wake you my pet,” Colleen said, her slender body moved with its usual style and grace, “But we had a visitor…suddenly drop by. We thought you’d want to say ‘Hi’.” One of the Kappa’s Danny didn’t know stepped forward with what looked like a load of laundry on her shoulder. It was only when the laundry began to squirm that Danny realized it was a person.
“Jenny!” He gasped. Yes, it was his girlfriend, the one who’d betrayed him only hours ago. She was wrapped up tightly in a sheet, like a mummy. Her blonde head stuck out one end of the cocoon, and her quivering bare feet out the other.
“I…I wanted to save you,” Jenny said meekly. Her confession was followed by a squeal, as one of the Kappa’s standing behind her ran a quick fingernail up one of her soles.
“Yes,” Colleen continued, “Our human burrito here tried to sneak in a upstairs window. It’s too bad she’s such a klutz, or she might have gotten away with it.”
The Kappa sisters carried Jenny, yelling and screaming, over to Danny, and lied her face down on top of him, with her feet on his chest. Even wrapped as she was, Jenny wiggled and squirmed so violently, it took two Kappas’ to press her against Danny’s body while others were sent for rope.
When the rope came, the sorority sisters started tying Jenny to Danny. One rope was looped around Jenny’s ankles, under Danny’s back, and tied tightly, while a second rope was tied around both lovers’ waists. Her feet ended up only inches from Danny’s face, heels pointing towards the ceiling and toes practically brushing his chin.
“What’s going on up there?” she called out. Jenny’s upper torso was resting the bed between Danny’s widely spread legs, with her face squarely in the mattress. No matter how much she tried to twist and turned, she couldn’t see anything but Danny’s legs.
To Danny’s surprise, the Kappa’s began to release the buckles that held his arms. He quickly pulled them down and began to rub his wrists, sore from their hours in bondage. He looked into Colleen’s emotionless face, than to Alyssa, who was grinning like a cat. For a second, he thought about trying to break free.
But just for a second. With Jenny tied to his chest, he couldn’t even sit up. And he was sure that one wrong move would have six sisters jumping on him and two more tickling his still bound feet. As much as he had prayed for this since his capture, Danny was forced to realize he was almost as helpless with his arms freed as he had been with them tied.
“What’s this for?” He asked meekly, exercising the better part of valor.
“Oh, I think you know,” Colleen said, her voice like ice, “Let’s just say that if I’m forced to get up at four in the morning, somebody is getting tickled. You decide who.”
Looking up, Danny noticed Alyssa had moved next to his right foot, while another Kappa had moved near his left. Both looked at him with eager anticipation. In contrast, on his chest, were his girlfriend’s milky white size sixes. Suddenly, his choice became clear.
It became clear to Jenny to. “Dear…honey…you…you wouldn’t! I came hear to save you…I love you!” She starting wiggling her feet, though they could move only a couple of inches, “You wouldn’t TICKLE MY FEET!!!”
“You know, neither of us would be here if you had just told them where your damn Alpha sorority seal was in the first place,” Danny replied vehemently, the bitterness from his hours of being tickled spilling forth. “This is all your fault, and your going to pay!”
Danny began running his fingers up and down Jenny’s nearly helpless souls. They were just as soft and smooth as they had looked the other day, just a pleasure to touch. Jenny had never let him touch her precious feet before, and Danny was going to enjoy it now. He danced his fingertips in her high arches and over the balls of her feet, occasionally digging his short fingernails into her heels. It was heaven!
For Jenny, of course, it was just the opposite. She started squealing at Danny’s first touch. “He eheehe Dannnehehhhyyyy ehe e eheheh pleeashehe pleasseee ehe e eheheh e stawwpp he ehhhe eheheh e eheh!!!! I he eheh cannn’t ehehee eh takkee thisss eheheh!!!”
“You saw how much they tickled me, Jenny. Can’t you handle a little bit of it yourself?” Danny started tickling faster, sweeping over the sides of her feet and over the center of her soles. “Do you know what you put me through!? Do you?” Part of him felt guilty at torturing the woman he loved, but his anger at what she had done plus at pure joy of tickling outweighed that guilt. He wanted more.
The most maddening part of the tickling for Jenny was that she couldn’t even see Danny or his fingers. It was like being tickled blindfolded. “Ehe ehahe eheh eheh Yessss ehe e eheh eheh!!! She eheh e e eheh shhhehehe eheheh tickled he eheh eheh tickled me eheh ehehhehhehh tooo eheheheheh!!!! Blame the h eheheh Kapppa ahahahhehe e eheheh. Oh hehe h I hehe cannn’t heheheh take THISSS!!!”
“That’s nothing compared to what they did to me!!” Danny screamed, “You didn’t see last night!!! They tickled me for hours!!! Hours!!!” Rage fueled Danny now, and he dug his fingers into the tender balls of Jenny’s feet. Love forgotten, he just wanted to make her laugh even harder, to feel the agony he had felt.
“Her toes are really ticklish,” a soft voice whispered in Danny’s ear, “If you really want her to suffer, go for those.” Without even thinking about whose advise he was following, Danny did just that.
Now it was Jenny’s turn to howl. She absolutely couldn’t stand being tickled there. She started banging her head, the only part of her body she could move, into the bed. Her face turned red as Danny started running his fingertips up the length of the undersides of her toes, slipping them between, and brushing over their tips. She tried to scrunch her toes up, to shield those most vulnerable places, but Danny was too strong. He just forced them open and kept tickling. All of it pushed Jenny farther and farther over the edge.
For Danny, delicious screaming pouring from Jenny’s mouth urged him on. He became drunk on her sweet laughter. After being tickled for so long, being on the other end was practically therapeutic. It was like he was tickling not only Jenny, but also all the women who’d tickled him the last two days.
“HE EHEH EHEHEH EHEHE DANNNYYHEHEH DANNNYYY EHEH E EHEH EHHEH PLEASSEEEEE EHEH EHEHEE EHEHEH STAWWWWPPPP I I I LOVEHEHEHH EHEH LOVVEEHEH E EHEHEH YOUUUHHUHUHUHUH!!!! MERRRCCYYYHEHEH!!!”
But there was no room in Danny’s heart at the moment for mercy. He would have tickled Jenny until she passed out his Alyssa hadn’t come up behind him and slipped her nipple in his mouth. Danny immediately stopped tickling, and started sucking. It was a reflex, drilled into him during the earlier tickling.
“There, there,” Alyssa caressed his cheek and flushing from the pleasure, “Its OK, take it easy,” No matter how much Danny wanted to attack Jenny’s feet, he wouldn’t do it while sucking Alyssa’s nipple. She had trained Danny like a dog. Her nipple meant everything stopped.
While Danny sucked and Alyssa moaned, Colleen moved to the end of the bed and whispered a few words to the exhausted Jenny. The blonde tried to shake her head no, tried to disagree with whatever she was being told, but in the end, she agreed.
Colleen signaled, and a different Kappa stepped forward with a pair of scissors in her hand. She cut away part of Jenny’s cocoon, and helped pull her arms out. Jenny stretched them out wide, grabbing a hold of each of Danny’s ankles. Knowing she had signed a deal with the devil, Jenny waited for the next round.
With effort, Alyssa removed her breast from Danny’s mouth, releasing him to start tickling Jenny’s feet again. He did so with a passion, attacking her toes once again. This time, however, Jenny also started tickling Danny’s feet, scribbling up his arches with her long fingernails.
Immediately, both started laughing crazily. An odd harmony was created, Danny’s tenor voice mixing easily with Jenny’s higher pitched hysteria. First one of their laughter would spike, then the other, as each tried to tickle harder and harder.
It soon became a contest of will. Both found it extremely difficult to keep tickling while facing the ultimate distraction of being tickled at the same time. Their fingers moved randomly over each other’s feet, as neither could focus through their own hysteria long enough to attack their foes weak spots.
Danny felt like his lungs were going to explode. Jenny’s sharp nails were driving him wild, but he knew if he stopped tickling for a moment, Jenny could redouble her attack, and then he would be lost.
Jenny was in much the same position. Danny might not have fingernails, but her feet were right below his nose, in easy tickling position. Danny’s legs were tied spread-eagle, putting each of his feet on the edge of the bed, and she could barely reach them. Meanwhile, the tickles on her bare feet were making her insane! It became so hard to tickle Danny back. If she was going to win this, and she needed to win desperately, she’d need an advantage, and fast!
Then, even amidst her torment, she found it. Lying on top of Danny, she could feel his erect penis under her hip. Knowing what the tickling had done to her yesterday, she guessed he must have been extremely aroused. She started grinding her body down on his, while still tickling his feet, hoping to distract him even further.
It worked. Moans started mixing in with Danny’s frantic laughter. The two very different kinds of sensations flooding Danny’s body started clouding his mind, making it nearly impossible to for him to think at all. His fingers became slower, clumsier as the desperately tried to keep tickling.
Rational though started flooding back into Jenny’s brain. Her laughter dwindled to a stream of giggles, and she was able to rake her nails up Danny’s sole faster and harder. She realized that the balls of his feet were even more ticklish than his arch, and began targeting them for her attack. She wanted to get his toes, but no matter how she stretched, she just couldn’t reach them.
As for Danny, he was almost lost. The increased tickling combined with the pleasure nearly had him overwhelmed. His laughter was so hard no that he could barely breathe. He felt his body matching Jenny’s every move, grinding his pelvis up into hers. The room started going black. He was going to…
His mouth! Somehow, in his delirium, the idea struck him clearly. Jenny’s toes her only an inch from his mouth. He might not be able to control his fingers any longer, but he damn well could control his tongue!
Suddenly, Jenny felt like her toes were on fire, and she screamed like a banshee. Danny was sucking on them hard, running his tongue up and down them, grazing them with his teeth! It tickled more than anything Jenny had thought possible. Even Danny’s lips, vibrating from his own laughter, tickled!
Danny felt Jenny’s fingernails spasm, then slowly slide of his feet. As the blood rushed back to his brain, he began sucking Jenny’s toes harder, slipping his tongue between them and nibbling the balls of her feet. At the same time, Danny started tickling her heels and soles with his fingertips.
Jenny’s body was wracked with ticklish agony, her muscles spasming out of control. It felt like every nerve ending in her feet was being attacked. She started slamming her fists onto the bed and flopping like a dead fish. She tried to hold out, to not surrender, but she just wasn’t strong enough. Barely able to lift her head off the bed, she looked Colleen in the eyes and gave up.
Instantly, Alyssa put her dangled her nipple above Danny’s face, and felt the surge of sexuality as Danny’s lips closed upon it once more. While Danny was so distracted, the Kappa’s freed Jenny from her cocoon and helped her off the bed.
“You remember our deal Jenny,” Colleen said. It was not a question. Jenny, leaning heavily on a Kappa sister as she was being taken back upstairs, could only nod. Even while distracted by pleasuring Alyssa, Danny heard that and managed to look confused.
“Oh, you didn’t know?” Colleen said with an evil grin on her face, “Alyssa, would you care to inform Danny about the arrangement we had with Jenny?” Alyssa’s only reply, however, was a deep, guttural moan, followed by a soft cry.”
“I guess Alyssa is a little…preoccupied right now,” Colleen smiled, “Fine, I’ll tell you. It seems like your roommate Jeff has come back into town early. He’s very concerned about you, and has already started making some calls to try and find you. It’s only a matter of time before he calls campus security. I was afraid we were going to have to set you free.”
“Fweee?” Danny asked, the word mumbled because of Alyssa’s nipple.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Colleen said with mock severity, “Yes, free. Except right now, Jenny is upstairs telling Jeff how the to of you have gone off to some romantic bed and breakfast. He’ll believe Jenny. Why shouldn’t he? Then he’ll stop looking for you, and we can keep you here all weekend! Isn’t that wonderful!”
“Oh…yes!” Alyssa cried out in ecstasy, drowning out Danny’s cry of despair.
“Yes, indeed,” Colleen was gloating now, “We’re very lucky. Little Jenny wasn’t going to make the call for us. She even said it didn’t matter how much we tickled her. Jenny said your situation was all her fault, and she was going to help you out no matter how much we tortured her. But it wasn’t us that tickled her, it was you.”
Out of the darkness, Danny could feel Kappa’s grabbing his arms, refastening the leather straps. Stunned, he didn’t even fight them. He barely noticed when Alyssa, reluctantly, removed her nipple from his mouth.
“Thank you so much, Danny. It was you that tickled Jenny until she agreed to help us. Now I’d rest up if I were you. You’ve got a long couple of days ahead of you.”
End Part 3. Does anyone want a part 4? Please respond.
Danny lay in the pitch darkness of the Kappa Delta Delta basement. His nose was itching like crazy, but with his arms and legs securely tied, there was nothing he could do about it. He just stared off into the gloom, wondering how long it was till morning. God, he thought, make it as far away as possible. After last night, Danny needed as much rest as possible.
The last eight hours had been filled with unbelievable torment. After he had been taken from the Alpha sorority house, the Kappa’s had driven all around campus showing off their prize. Women had poured out of every dorm on campus to see the naked man strapped down in the back of the pick-up truck. Alyssa, riding in the back with him, had given the women a show, tickling Danny’s feet until he was screaming with laughter, begging her to stop.
On that tour of shame, Danny quickly lost track of all the gawking eyes staring at his body, and the disgusting catcalls coming from the mouths of seemingly normal looking women. Even more humiliating were the things Alyssa made him say. She would tickle his toes until he repeated some crude sexual or degrading comment. Some of them would have made a prostitute blush.
Things only got worse when the Kappa sisters finally got him back to their house. The bed he was tied to was carried into the living room. There, Colleen, President of the Kappa’s, had told the other sister’s the story of the raid on the house of their rival sorority, the Alpha’s. She told them, in her Russian accent, just how they had captured not only the Alpha’s seal, but also the boyfriend of one of the sororities members.
Then she had given the sisters permission to ‘torture’ there new prisoner.
The remaining hours all blurred together in Danny’s memory. Colleen limited the tickling to only two or three Kappa’s at a time, but that was enough. He could still feel those perfectly manicured fingernails raking up the soles of his feet. He remembered the maddening squeezes of his rib cage, the dancing of fingertips over his stomach, and the diggings in his underarms.
It became just a flood of beautiful co-eds. Blondes, redheads and brunettes, had tickled every inch of his body. They got the backs of his knees, under his chin and his thighs. Out of the corner of his eye, Danny could see both Colleen and Alyssa giving pointers to the new ticklers, making sure they could keep him in hysterics.
And they just didn’t use their fingers. Feathers, ball-point pens, kitchen utensils and anything else the women’s evil minds could think of were used on Danny’s bare body. Make-up brushes under his toes and a back scratcher on his belly were the worst he could remember.
And through it all was Alyssa. She stayed only inches from his head, draping her long, red hair over Danny’s chest and whispering taunts into his ear. She called him weak, she told him he was just a little boy who deserved what was happening to him. Alyssa told him that the Kappa sisters were never going to stop tickling him.
Despite that, Danny desperately wanted Alyssa to stay close. That was because, just like in the Alpha house, the only breaks Danny got from the tickling were when one of her nipples were in his mouth. Knowing this, Alyssa teased him her pert, bare nipples. She would dangle them out of his reach, make him beg for one, pretend to lower her breast towards his mouth, then snatch them away. Alyssa’s nipples became the only source of relief for Danny in the universe. Those times Alyssa allowed one to slip past Danny’s parched lips, they tasted like ambrosia.
The worst part of the entire tickling, however, was when they would work on his private parts. A sharp fingernail under one testicle would make him howl as if both feet and armpits were being tickled. A soft, fuzzy feather up his shaft was a very different, but no less powerful, tickle. The only times Danny passed out were when he was tickled ‘down there’.
It had also excited him. Even now, hours later, he was still erect. He almost hoped that one of the Kappa sisters, maybe even Alyssa, would sneak down here and finish him off. The hormones rushing through his body made it impossible to sleep. Of course, if they did come down here again, they would start tickling him again.
Danny sighed. He had long given up trying to escape from his bonds. Each of his arms and legs was securely fastened to a different bedpost by a leather strap. He had tried for hours to get even the tiniest bit of slack in those straps, and had failed horribly. All he could do, alone in the darkness, was worry.
How long did the Kappa sister’s intend to keep him? No matter what Alyssa said, they’d have to release him eventually. If he were missing for too long, people would come looking for him. This wasn’t a stupid Internet story after all, this was real life!
But it was the Friday after Thanksgiving. Most of the students wouldn’t return to campus until late Sunday night. And it might be days after that before his roommate realized he wasn’t taking a few extra days off. The Kappa’s had already used a bedpan to relieve his bodily functions (one of the sisters was a senior nursing student, who dealt with the disgusting mess very professionally) and spoon-fed him his dinner. They could conceivably keep him for days!
Somewhere in that cloud of worry, Danny might have drifted off at that point, because the next thing he remembered was being forced alert by the sound of broken glass. He then heard a shout upstairs, where the Kappa’s slept, followed by some muffled cries. The slamming of several doors, one after another, followed that. Danny could only lie there, tied helpless to the bed, and wonder what was happening.
Soon, Danny was blinded by bright light as the chandelier above him suddenly turned on. Coming down the stairs directly in front of him, with Colleen in the lead, seemed to be the entire sorority.
“So sorry to wake you my pet,” Colleen said, her slender body moved with its usual style and grace, “But we had a visitor…suddenly drop by. We thought you’d want to say ‘Hi’.” One of the Kappa’s Danny didn’t know stepped forward with what looked like a load of laundry on her shoulder. It was only when the laundry began to squirm that Danny realized it was a person.
“Jenny!” He gasped. Yes, it was his girlfriend, the one who’d betrayed him only hours ago. She was wrapped up tightly in a sheet, like a mummy. Her blonde head stuck out one end of the cocoon, and her quivering bare feet out the other.
“I…I wanted to save you,” Jenny said meekly. Her confession was followed by a squeal, as one of the Kappa’s standing behind her ran a quick fingernail up one of her soles.
“Yes,” Colleen continued, “Our human burrito here tried to sneak in a upstairs window. It’s too bad she’s such a klutz, or she might have gotten away with it.”
The Kappa sisters carried Jenny, yelling and screaming, over to Danny, and lied her face down on top of him, with her feet on his chest. Even wrapped as she was, Jenny wiggled and squirmed so violently, it took two Kappas’ to press her against Danny’s body while others were sent for rope.
When the rope came, the sorority sisters started tying Jenny to Danny. One rope was looped around Jenny’s ankles, under Danny’s back, and tied tightly, while a second rope was tied around both lovers’ waists. Her feet ended up only inches from Danny’s face, heels pointing towards the ceiling and toes practically brushing his chin.
“What’s going on up there?” she called out. Jenny’s upper torso was resting the bed between Danny’s widely spread legs, with her face squarely in the mattress. No matter how much she tried to twist and turned, she couldn’t see anything but Danny’s legs.
To Danny’s surprise, the Kappa’s began to release the buckles that held his arms. He quickly pulled them down and began to rub his wrists, sore from their hours in bondage. He looked into Colleen’s emotionless face, than to Alyssa, who was grinning like a cat. For a second, he thought about trying to break free.
But just for a second. With Jenny tied to his chest, he couldn’t even sit up. And he was sure that one wrong move would have six sisters jumping on him and two more tickling his still bound feet. As much as he had prayed for this since his capture, Danny was forced to realize he was almost as helpless with his arms freed as he had been with them tied.
“What’s this for?” He asked meekly, exercising the better part of valor.
“Oh, I think you know,” Colleen said, her voice like ice, “Let’s just say that if I’m forced to get up at four in the morning, somebody is getting tickled. You decide who.”
Looking up, Danny noticed Alyssa had moved next to his right foot, while another Kappa had moved near his left. Both looked at him with eager anticipation. In contrast, on his chest, were his girlfriend’s milky white size sixes. Suddenly, his choice became clear.
It became clear to Jenny to. “Dear…honey…you…you wouldn’t! I came hear to save you…I love you!” She starting wiggling her feet, though they could move only a couple of inches, “You wouldn’t TICKLE MY FEET!!!”
“You know, neither of us would be here if you had just told them where your damn Alpha sorority seal was in the first place,” Danny replied vehemently, the bitterness from his hours of being tickled spilling forth. “This is all your fault, and your going to pay!”
Danny began running his fingers up and down Jenny’s nearly helpless souls. They were just as soft and smooth as they had looked the other day, just a pleasure to touch. Jenny had never let him touch her precious feet before, and Danny was going to enjoy it now. He danced his fingertips in her high arches and over the balls of her feet, occasionally digging his short fingernails into her heels. It was heaven!
For Jenny, of course, it was just the opposite. She started squealing at Danny’s first touch. “He eheehe Dannnehehhhyyyy ehe e eheheh pleeashehe pleasseee ehe e eheheh e stawwpp he ehhhe eheheh e eheh!!!! I he eheh cannn’t ehehee eh takkee thisss eheheh!!!”
“You saw how much they tickled me, Jenny. Can’t you handle a little bit of it yourself?” Danny started tickling faster, sweeping over the sides of her feet and over the center of her soles. “Do you know what you put me through!? Do you?” Part of him felt guilty at torturing the woman he loved, but his anger at what she had done plus at pure joy of tickling outweighed that guilt. He wanted more.
The most maddening part of the tickling for Jenny was that she couldn’t even see Danny or his fingers. It was like being tickled blindfolded. “Ehe ehahe eheh eheh Yessss ehe e eheh eheh!!! She eheh e e eheh shhhehehe eheheh tickled he eheh eheh tickled me eheh ehehhehhehh tooo eheheheheh!!!! Blame the h eheheh Kapppa ahahahhehe e eheheh. Oh hehe h I hehe cannn’t heheheh take THISSS!!!”
“That’s nothing compared to what they did to me!!” Danny screamed, “You didn’t see last night!!! They tickled me for hours!!! Hours!!!” Rage fueled Danny now, and he dug his fingers into the tender balls of Jenny’s feet. Love forgotten, he just wanted to make her laugh even harder, to feel the agony he had felt.
“Her toes are really ticklish,” a soft voice whispered in Danny’s ear, “If you really want her to suffer, go for those.” Without even thinking about whose advise he was following, Danny did just that.
Now it was Jenny’s turn to howl. She absolutely couldn’t stand being tickled there. She started banging her head, the only part of her body she could move, into the bed. Her face turned red as Danny started running his fingertips up the length of the undersides of her toes, slipping them between, and brushing over their tips. She tried to scrunch her toes up, to shield those most vulnerable places, but Danny was too strong. He just forced them open and kept tickling. All of it pushed Jenny farther and farther over the edge.
For Danny, delicious screaming pouring from Jenny’s mouth urged him on. He became drunk on her sweet laughter. After being tickled for so long, being on the other end was practically therapeutic. It was like he was tickling not only Jenny, but also all the women who’d tickled him the last two days.
“HE EHEH EHEHEH EHEHE DANNNYYHEHEH DANNNYYY EHEH E EHEH EHHEH PLEASSEEEEE EHEH EHEHEE EHEHEH STAWWWWPPPP I I I LOVEHEHEHH EHEH LOVVEEHEH E EHEHEH YOUUUHHUHUHUHUH!!!! MERRRCCYYYHEHEH!!!”
But there was no room in Danny’s heart at the moment for mercy. He would have tickled Jenny until she passed out his Alyssa hadn’t come up behind him and slipped her nipple in his mouth. Danny immediately stopped tickling, and started sucking. It was a reflex, drilled into him during the earlier tickling.
“There, there,” Alyssa caressed his cheek and flushing from the pleasure, “Its OK, take it easy,” No matter how much Danny wanted to attack Jenny’s feet, he wouldn’t do it while sucking Alyssa’s nipple. She had trained Danny like a dog. Her nipple meant everything stopped.
While Danny sucked and Alyssa moaned, Colleen moved to the end of the bed and whispered a few words to the exhausted Jenny. The blonde tried to shake her head no, tried to disagree with whatever she was being told, but in the end, she agreed.
Colleen signaled, and a different Kappa stepped forward with a pair of scissors in her hand. She cut away part of Jenny’s cocoon, and helped pull her arms out. Jenny stretched them out wide, grabbing a hold of each of Danny’s ankles. Knowing she had signed a deal with the devil, Jenny waited for the next round.
With effort, Alyssa removed her breast from Danny’s mouth, releasing him to start tickling Jenny’s feet again. He did so with a passion, attacking her toes once again. This time, however, Jenny also started tickling Danny’s feet, scribbling up his arches with her long fingernails.
Immediately, both started laughing crazily. An odd harmony was created, Danny’s tenor voice mixing easily with Jenny’s higher pitched hysteria. First one of their laughter would spike, then the other, as each tried to tickle harder and harder.
It soon became a contest of will. Both found it extremely difficult to keep tickling while facing the ultimate distraction of being tickled at the same time. Their fingers moved randomly over each other’s feet, as neither could focus through their own hysteria long enough to attack their foes weak spots.
Danny felt like his lungs were going to explode. Jenny’s sharp nails were driving him wild, but he knew if he stopped tickling for a moment, Jenny could redouble her attack, and then he would be lost.
Jenny was in much the same position. Danny might not have fingernails, but her feet were right below his nose, in easy tickling position. Danny’s legs were tied spread-eagle, putting each of his feet on the edge of the bed, and she could barely reach them. Meanwhile, the tickles on her bare feet were making her insane! It became so hard to tickle Danny back. If she was going to win this, and she needed to win desperately, she’d need an advantage, and fast!
Then, even amidst her torment, she found it. Lying on top of Danny, she could feel his erect penis under her hip. Knowing what the tickling had done to her yesterday, she guessed he must have been extremely aroused. She started grinding her body down on his, while still tickling his feet, hoping to distract him even further.
It worked. Moans started mixing in with Danny’s frantic laughter. The two very different kinds of sensations flooding Danny’s body started clouding his mind, making it nearly impossible to for him to think at all. His fingers became slower, clumsier as the desperately tried to keep tickling.
Rational though started flooding back into Jenny’s brain. Her laughter dwindled to a stream of giggles, and she was able to rake her nails up Danny’s sole faster and harder. She realized that the balls of his feet were even more ticklish than his arch, and began targeting them for her attack. She wanted to get his toes, but no matter how she stretched, she just couldn’t reach them.
As for Danny, he was almost lost. The increased tickling combined with the pleasure nearly had him overwhelmed. His laughter was so hard no that he could barely breathe. He felt his body matching Jenny’s every move, grinding his pelvis up into hers. The room started going black. He was going to…
His mouth! Somehow, in his delirium, the idea struck him clearly. Jenny’s toes her only an inch from his mouth. He might not be able to control his fingers any longer, but he damn well could control his tongue!
Suddenly, Jenny felt like her toes were on fire, and she screamed like a banshee. Danny was sucking on them hard, running his tongue up and down them, grazing them with his teeth! It tickled more than anything Jenny had thought possible. Even Danny’s lips, vibrating from his own laughter, tickled!
Danny felt Jenny’s fingernails spasm, then slowly slide of his feet. As the blood rushed back to his brain, he began sucking Jenny’s toes harder, slipping his tongue between them and nibbling the balls of her feet. At the same time, Danny started tickling her heels and soles with his fingertips.
Jenny’s body was wracked with ticklish agony, her muscles spasming out of control. It felt like every nerve ending in her feet was being attacked. She started slamming her fists onto the bed and flopping like a dead fish. She tried to hold out, to not surrender, but she just wasn’t strong enough. Barely able to lift her head off the bed, she looked Colleen in the eyes and gave up.
Instantly, Alyssa put her dangled her nipple above Danny’s face, and felt the surge of sexuality as Danny’s lips closed upon it once more. While Danny was so distracted, the Kappa’s freed Jenny from her cocoon and helped her off the bed.
“You remember our deal Jenny,” Colleen said. It was not a question. Jenny, leaning heavily on a Kappa sister as she was being taken back upstairs, could only nod. Even while distracted by pleasuring Alyssa, Danny heard that and managed to look confused.
“Oh, you didn’t know?” Colleen said with an evil grin on her face, “Alyssa, would you care to inform Danny about the arrangement we had with Jenny?” Alyssa’s only reply, however, was a deep, guttural moan, followed by a soft cry.”
“I guess Alyssa is a little…preoccupied right now,” Colleen smiled, “Fine, I’ll tell you. It seems like your roommate Jeff has come back into town early. He’s very concerned about you, and has already started making some calls to try and find you. It’s only a matter of time before he calls campus security. I was afraid we were going to have to set you free.”
“Fweee?” Danny asked, the word mumbled because of Alyssa’s nipple.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full,” Colleen said with mock severity, “Yes, free. Except right now, Jenny is upstairs telling Jeff how the to of you have gone off to some romantic bed and breakfast. He’ll believe Jenny. Why shouldn’t he? Then he’ll stop looking for you, and we can keep you here all weekend! Isn’t that wonderful!”
“Oh…yes!” Alyssa cried out in ecstasy, drowning out Danny’s cry of despair.
“Yes, indeed,” Colleen was gloating now, “We’re very lucky. Little Jenny wasn’t going to make the call for us. She even said it didn’t matter how much we tickled her. Jenny said your situation was all her fault, and she was going to help you out no matter how much we tortured her. But it wasn’t us that tickled her, it was you.”
Out of the darkness, Danny could feel Kappa’s grabbing his arms, refastening the leather straps. Stunned, he didn’t even fight them. He barely noticed when Alyssa, reluctantly, removed her nipple from his mouth.
“Thank you so much, Danny. It was you that tickled Jenny until she agreed to help us. Now I’d rest up if I were you. You’ve got a long couple of days ahead of you.”
End Part 3. Does anyone want a part 4? Please respond.
