Ticklish_Matt
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This is an fictional adult F/m story; if you don't like that, don't read it. All of the characters in this story are over 18 years old.
As always I look forward to comments, so if you enjoy the story please post your thoughts on it.
Freelancer part 3 f/m
Reading through the list I squirming a bit looking over the non-nude activities which only gets worse when I see the suggestions of the ones with nudity. I smirk seeing the evil smiley faces next to the nudity category. By the time I finish reading her list I am blushing madly as she went into explicit detail of what the activities would be. Even though she has seen me naked, I blush madly as I think about the fact that I am about to strip naked in front of the Dean of the my future school. Gulps saying “I might regret this but the tickle coffin sounds so evil I have to try it.” She giggles sinisterly “Oh I was so hoping you’d chose that one.” She gives me the code for unlocking the box, though makes it clear that only the box opens and I will still be locked helplessly in the stocks. The implication is clear that once the box is opened the real torture will begin.
I am lead to a stage where the coffin is waiting I hear the murmur of women behind the curtain. I quickly strip naked and hop into the coffin and hear the locking mechanism click, my feet wiggle as I am very aware of how exposed they are. The curtain is opened and women cheer and giggle as the coffin is rolled to the edge of the stage. Nervously searches around with my feet knowing full well that tickling is coming. It didn’t take long for this to happen as my feet are meet by the fluttering manicured nails of the women in the crowd. I do my best not to laugh but unfortunately I can’t stop my baby soft soles twitching like crazy which betrays there ticklishness.
Next to the coffin I hear Tiffany’s voice saying “I really hope he decides to agree to work for you… my nail salon was flooded with last minute requests for manicures before today’s festivities. Unfortunately due to the short notice was only able to get a fraction of the requests done.” I hear Allison Lane giggle as she says “ok ladies he has had enough of a warm up, go ahead and do your worst!!!” I tremble in darkness as my senses are heighten being in this situation, making the sensations on my soles unbearable for just the warm up. I am barely aware of what I am doing as I scream bloody murder as the women torment my helpless soles. Some of the women hold my toes back stretching out my soles exposing them to further torture as the women sadistically scribble nails all over my soles. Just when I thought this tickle hell couldn’t get worse some of the ladies start wiggle/drilling nails between my toes. I go ballistic as my naked body strains against the binds in the coffin; I bounce up and down causing my bare ass to slap onto the padding inside. I begin to plead “PLEASE NO STOP I AM GOING CRAZY!!!” This is meet by women cooing that the only way I’ll get a break is to give them the code.
Even going through this hell, I am not yet willing to do that so the giggle saying no mercy. As can be expected I have no sense of how much time has passed, only aware of my endless laughter. The women are switching places giving as many of them turns as possible; this leads to them never getting tired of tickling with them always tickling with great vigor and eagerness. Just when I am about to give the code to the coffin I have a glimmer of hope as I hear a woman in the background say it is lunch time. This was short lived as they stick to the threat of no breaks as they tape an electric toothbrush between each toe. I cackle and scream as the women file out of the room, my body aches as tears stream down my face. This leaves me in a state of deep despair as despite it being unlikely the women might have eventually decided to have mercy, though no matter how I scream the brushes won’t stop their evil torment.
After what seems like an eternity I hear the women file back into the room and the brushes are ripped off my soles, replaced instantly by freshly manicured nails. Part of me wanted to give them the code but they seemed to be having so much fun trying to break me that I decide to try to hold out for as long as I possibly can. It was inevitable that I was reduced to silent laughter at some point which pleased the women in the crowd that I was now in a jelly like state. Ms. Lane speaks up “Hey ladies, you think he needs extra incentive to give you the code… They cheer evilly as they see the label on the bottle.”
There is a deafening silence as I am terrified of what they are planning; my feet wiggle as I feel a fine dust like substance sprinkled onto my soles and toes. Slowly I wiggle my soles trying to figure out what she is doing. It began at first as a slight tingling sensation that I couldn’t quite place but the more my feet wiggle that faster the powder took effect. Realizing finally what the powder is I am very worried “Hey, no fair, that is cheating!!!” As the sensations get worse I scream and swear for about 5 minutes until my will is broken and I give them the code. They proceed to scrub of the powder and my body spasms as I am overcome with itchy and tickly sensations.
Shortly after that my world becomes very bright as the coffin is opened causing the ladies to have a wide range of reactions such as gasps, evil smirks, and lustful stares. Ms. Lane smiles saying “I have a special surprise for you ladies and our tickle toy” as she sets a timer to counting down from 2 hours. She goes on to explain that if I am convinced to give the safe word in that time I will be placed into a lottery and the winning individual will get to do anything she wants to me for the rest of the day. Lane whispers into my ear explaining “she can either choose private activities or ones for the entertainment of the rest of the ladies.”
Blushing as my naked body is surrounded by women with lustfully evil looks. They proceed to explore all over my body, my only lucky break is that some of the women were more interested in caressing touches rather than tickling ones. Though the ones that were intent on tickles introduced me into tickle hell as every tickle spot I knew of had at least one woman exploring it. Due to the amount of women available to torture me they were finding quite a few that I didn’t know about. I didn’t even bother looking at the timer since I am well aware that 2 hours of this would be impossible to endure without a break. Though once again I found myself doing my best to endure the tickling torment they were inflicting. As I was amount to go insane from sensory overload I yell the safe word and the tickles eventually stop.
Lane reads off the winning number though no one comes forward to claim the prize… I am gasping for air as they release me from the coffin so I can stretch my limbs a bit. When it looks like it might take a while to track down the winner I decide to suggest an activity that I have always fantasized about. Lane giggles and has the women form a long line around the room as I get onto my hands and knees. I am breathing faster as I am excited to experience “the spanking machine.” I crawl under/between their legs and they eagerly slap my wiggling ass as I go through. While some really go all out and hit as hard as they can causing me to yelp in surprise, the majority would be best described as playful pats to my backside. After going through the line a few times, a woman whispers to Lane.
She announces “the winner has been found… and she requests you be placed back into bondage.” I am helped back into the coffin though it is left open. While I had expected them not to divulge every evil plan they had in store for me I was nowhere near prepared for what happened next. I blush more than I thought possible as I desperately want to be able to cover my naked body. Seeing the winner I exclaim “What the Fuck are you doing here!!!???.......”
My other stories
Decorating Decision (F/m)
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=44564
Unexpected Vacation part 1-6 (F/m)
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=51268
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=59513
3. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=59758
4. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=66005
5. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=70113
6. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=161851
The Joy of Roommates part 1 and 2 (F/m)
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=67033
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=127999
The Customer is Always Right part 1 (F/m)
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=69743
Witches World Part 1-3 F/M
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=138877
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=142063
3. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=165549
Sweet as Candy part 1 F/M
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=143250
Freelancer Part 1 and 2 f/m
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=164851
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=165529
As always I look forward to comments, so if you enjoy the story please post your thoughts on it.
Freelancer part 3 f/m
Reading through the list I squirming a bit looking over the non-nude activities which only gets worse when I see the suggestions of the ones with nudity. I smirk seeing the evil smiley faces next to the nudity category. By the time I finish reading her list I am blushing madly as she went into explicit detail of what the activities would be. Even though she has seen me naked, I blush madly as I think about the fact that I am about to strip naked in front of the Dean of the my future school. Gulps saying “I might regret this but the tickle coffin sounds so evil I have to try it.” She giggles sinisterly “Oh I was so hoping you’d chose that one.” She gives me the code for unlocking the box, though makes it clear that only the box opens and I will still be locked helplessly in the stocks. The implication is clear that once the box is opened the real torture will begin.
I am lead to a stage where the coffin is waiting I hear the murmur of women behind the curtain. I quickly strip naked and hop into the coffin and hear the locking mechanism click, my feet wiggle as I am very aware of how exposed they are. The curtain is opened and women cheer and giggle as the coffin is rolled to the edge of the stage. Nervously searches around with my feet knowing full well that tickling is coming. It didn’t take long for this to happen as my feet are meet by the fluttering manicured nails of the women in the crowd. I do my best not to laugh but unfortunately I can’t stop my baby soft soles twitching like crazy which betrays there ticklishness.
Next to the coffin I hear Tiffany’s voice saying “I really hope he decides to agree to work for you… my nail salon was flooded with last minute requests for manicures before today’s festivities. Unfortunately due to the short notice was only able to get a fraction of the requests done.” I hear Allison Lane giggle as she says “ok ladies he has had enough of a warm up, go ahead and do your worst!!!” I tremble in darkness as my senses are heighten being in this situation, making the sensations on my soles unbearable for just the warm up. I am barely aware of what I am doing as I scream bloody murder as the women torment my helpless soles. Some of the women hold my toes back stretching out my soles exposing them to further torture as the women sadistically scribble nails all over my soles. Just when I thought this tickle hell couldn’t get worse some of the ladies start wiggle/drilling nails between my toes. I go ballistic as my naked body strains against the binds in the coffin; I bounce up and down causing my bare ass to slap onto the padding inside. I begin to plead “PLEASE NO STOP I AM GOING CRAZY!!!” This is meet by women cooing that the only way I’ll get a break is to give them the code.
Even going through this hell, I am not yet willing to do that so the giggle saying no mercy. As can be expected I have no sense of how much time has passed, only aware of my endless laughter. The women are switching places giving as many of them turns as possible; this leads to them never getting tired of tickling with them always tickling with great vigor and eagerness. Just when I am about to give the code to the coffin I have a glimmer of hope as I hear a woman in the background say it is lunch time. This was short lived as they stick to the threat of no breaks as they tape an electric toothbrush between each toe. I cackle and scream as the women file out of the room, my body aches as tears stream down my face. This leaves me in a state of deep despair as despite it being unlikely the women might have eventually decided to have mercy, though no matter how I scream the brushes won’t stop their evil torment.
After what seems like an eternity I hear the women file back into the room and the brushes are ripped off my soles, replaced instantly by freshly manicured nails. Part of me wanted to give them the code but they seemed to be having so much fun trying to break me that I decide to try to hold out for as long as I possibly can. It was inevitable that I was reduced to silent laughter at some point which pleased the women in the crowd that I was now in a jelly like state. Ms. Lane speaks up “Hey ladies, you think he needs extra incentive to give you the code… They cheer evilly as they see the label on the bottle.”
There is a deafening silence as I am terrified of what they are planning; my feet wiggle as I feel a fine dust like substance sprinkled onto my soles and toes. Slowly I wiggle my soles trying to figure out what she is doing. It began at first as a slight tingling sensation that I couldn’t quite place but the more my feet wiggle that faster the powder took effect. Realizing finally what the powder is I am very worried “Hey, no fair, that is cheating!!!” As the sensations get worse I scream and swear for about 5 minutes until my will is broken and I give them the code. They proceed to scrub of the powder and my body spasms as I am overcome with itchy and tickly sensations.
Shortly after that my world becomes very bright as the coffin is opened causing the ladies to have a wide range of reactions such as gasps, evil smirks, and lustful stares. Ms. Lane smiles saying “I have a special surprise for you ladies and our tickle toy” as she sets a timer to counting down from 2 hours. She goes on to explain that if I am convinced to give the safe word in that time I will be placed into a lottery and the winning individual will get to do anything she wants to me for the rest of the day. Lane whispers into my ear explaining “she can either choose private activities or ones for the entertainment of the rest of the ladies.”
Blushing as my naked body is surrounded by women with lustfully evil looks. They proceed to explore all over my body, my only lucky break is that some of the women were more interested in caressing touches rather than tickling ones. Though the ones that were intent on tickles introduced me into tickle hell as every tickle spot I knew of had at least one woman exploring it. Due to the amount of women available to torture me they were finding quite a few that I didn’t know about. I didn’t even bother looking at the timer since I am well aware that 2 hours of this would be impossible to endure without a break. Though once again I found myself doing my best to endure the tickling torment they were inflicting. As I was amount to go insane from sensory overload I yell the safe word and the tickles eventually stop.
Lane reads off the winning number though no one comes forward to claim the prize… I am gasping for air as they release me from the coffin so I can stretch my limbs a bit. When it looks like it might take a while to track down the winner I decide to suggest an activity that I have always fantasized about. Lane giggles and has the women form a long line around the room as I get onto my hands and knees. I am breathing faster as I am excited to experience “the spanking machine.” I crawl under/between their legs and they eagerly slap my wiggling ass as I go through. While some really go all out and hit as hard as they can causing me to yelp in surprise, the majority would be best described as playful pats to my backside. After going through the line a few times, a woman whispers to Lane.
She announces “the winner has been found… and she requests you be placed back into bondage.” I am helped back into the coffin though it is left open. While I had expected them not to divulge every evil plan they had in store for me I was nowhere near prepared for what happened next. I blush more than I thought possible as I desperately want to be able to cover my naked body. Seeing the winner I exclaim “What the Fuck are you doing here!!!???.......”
My other stories
Decorating Decision (F/m)
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=44564
Unexpected Vacation part 1-6 (F/m)
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=51268
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=59513
3. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=59758
4. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=66005
5. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=70113
6. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=161851
The Joy of Roommates part 1 and 2 (F/m)
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=67033
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=127999
The Customer is Always Right part 1 (F/m)
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=69743
Witches World Part 1-3 F/M
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=138877
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=142063
3. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=165549
Sweet as Candy part 1 F/M
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=143250
Freelancer Part 1 and 2 f/m
1. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=164851
2. http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?t=165529
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