profporkrind
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short n simple
but torturous...
two women. lesbians. lovers.
former college classmates.
one was petite brunette.
bri. 29 years.
cleans houses for a living.
5 feet 0 inches.
110 pounds.
tan. beautiful.
brown eyes.
size 5.0 feet.
keeps to herself.
shy in social situations but freaky behind closed doors.
willing to do anything in the bedroom.
more level headed member of relationship.
keeps emotions in check and provides emotional security for more aggressive-natured lover.
the other was a curvy blonde.
lisa. 32 years.
highly successful personal trainer.
rich.
former olympic softball player.
considered one of the best in the biz by pro athletes.
5 feet 8 inches.
140 pounds.
curvy.
incredible breasts.
big strong powerful legs.
perfect and plump ass.
blue eyes.
outgoing. confident. independent. successful.
insecure. hard time trusting people and showing true feelings, except to bri.
the more aggressive and powerful lover, dominant member of relationship.
but still wrapped around bri's finger.
if lisa was the head of the relationship, bri was the neck.
basic breakdown and background...
bri worked only for something to do. and for spending money.
lisa made the real money. both were gorgeous.
both were in love and fulfilled each others needs perfectly.
"married" and living together for 3 years running.
started to see one another for 4 years running.
lisa more dominant as mentioned above.
lisa easily stronger and more imposing in bed as well.
bri petite and more feminine, although lisa wasn't "butch" by any means, just athletic and independent.
lisa often dominated in the bedroom, but sometimes preferred to be "had" by smaller lover.
lisa very insecure. had deep fantasies about being tickled. never told bri.
lisa was a daily visitor of the TMF. privately. never told bri or anyone else.
basic scenario...
lovers go to a wedding.
come home drunk.
lisa way more drunk.
passes out cold.
bri nurses her.
takes shower.
gets on computer.
discovers TMF.
discovers lovers fantasies to be tickled.
smiles.
goes to sleep next to lisa.
next day.
hungover lisa.
lisa drinks coffee made with sedative.
hours later. lisa wakes up.
black cotton underwear and basic black bra.
groggy.
opens eyes and slowly comes to.
realizes she is in her bedroom. facing the bed with her back to the door.
holy shit.
she cant move her hands or feet.
she looks around and sees that her wrists are tied to the top corners of the door.
her feet the same on the bottom corners.
she realizes the material feels like her tights she uses to workout.
the tights are tied around ankles and wrists, with the remaining cloth going through the door.
the door is closed.
on the other side all four ankle and wrist homemade restraints are tied together.
attatched to the restraints' knot is a bungee chord stretched to its limit and tied to the handrail of the stairs.
lisa can not move her hands or feet. at all.
she calls for bri.
"bri honey!? bri, where are you?!"
bri emerges from the bathroom, dressed in a pair of red/white striped cotton panties
she wore a plain white tank top and red toe socks.
lisa noticed she was "bumming it" but wearing makeup and looking incredibly sexy.
her nails were done. she smelled amazing. and her hair was down. she looked perfect to lisa.
"bri what in the worl..."
lisa is quickly interrupted with an index finger to the lips.
"shhhhhhh"
whispers bri
"do you have something you want to tell me?"
asks bri
"what are you talking about? what the fuck are you doing? tell me what the hell is going on?"
lisa asked in a serious, slightly aggressive, yet concerned tone.
her face was tight. serious squinted eyes. gritted teeth.
bri simply smiled and placed her hands gently on her lover's cheeks while pulling her nose to nose.
she had to stand on her tippy toes to reach her face to face.
and she said in a sexy/playful tone.
"i just wanna make sure you're happy and satisfied ... (long pause) ... KITTLETIX!!!"
lisa's face melted as what just happened registered.
KITTLETIX was her TMF user name.
her eyes widened to the size of saucers.
her mouth dropped to the floor.
she began to breath heavily and stuttered.
"ah... i... i..."
"hush little baby"
began bri as she held her lover close and softly kissed lisa on the neck.
"i am very upset with you. as you've obviously realized i have been doing some surfing online."
another kiss.
"not only did i discover your dirty little secrets..."
another gentle kiss.
"i also did some research on homemade bondage techniques. how do you think i did?"
as she questioned lisa about her bondage skills she lightly and sneakily grazed lisa's left armpit with her finger tips.
"DAAAAAAAAAAH"
lisa loudly screamed as her lover caught her off guard
"i think i did pretty good huh?"
asked bri in a cute high pitched tone as she backed away from her lover while she poked lisa's right side with her left index finger.
"AHHHH"
(another poke. other side.)
"AHHHHHH"
"huh?" said bri. (another poke. other side.)
"NNAAAAAAAAAAHH"
"ya think ya think ya think?" (speed increase. poke poke poke. different side each time.)
full out laughter from lisa now as bri switched to both hands, squeezing both of lisa's sides rapidly.
thumbs on lisa's front abs, finger tips near kidneys. palms not touching her body.
"HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHA"
bri quickly stops and grabs two handfuls of lisa's hair.
pulls her hair back HARD.
slams lisa's head into door, not too hard though, but enough to make a point.
bri begins speaking softly.
"you know i'll do anything for you lisa."
"i can't believe you have never told me about this."
"i looked at the dates of your posts and comments."
"you've wanted this for a LONG time."
"and now we're gonna teach you a lesson."
"they say you should be 'careful what you ask for'."
"that particular saying is true, but you didn't even ask me."
"you held out, and were scared to say anything."
"i had to find out while you were passed out drunk on the internet."
"this is the last time you hold any secrets from me."
lisa can not beleive what's happening.
she is frightened and shocked but at the same time ecstatic with joy and becoming completely horny.
deep down she wanted bri to find out but didn't want to ask her.
this was even more pleasing than asking her to tickle torture her.
she felt more submissive and helpless than she would have if it were requested.
she was loving every minute.
she was completely in paradise.
bri was being the dominant tickler she always dreamt of.
but at the same time she worried just how much she could take.
she was extremely ticklish.
she had never been suspended and completely helpless.
never pushed to her limits.
she wondered how much she could handle.
how extensive was bri's torture going to be?
how merciless would she be?
her heart was racing like never before...
bri releases lisa's hair and gazes into her eyes.
"why didn't you ever tell me sweetie?"
lisa replies, "i don't know. i... i... i just..."
bri interupts, "you just thought i would be weirded out?"
lisa - "yes" - in a regretful tone.
"well that won't do. i never want you keep anything hidden from me ever again."
"especially involving your desires and fantasies."
"you should know better."
"you know i will do anything in the world for you, don't you?"
as bri said "dont you" she lightly slid her hand atop lisa's panties.
her fingertips (fingernails) softly caressed lisa's perfectly shaped ass.
using all 5 fingers, she lightly tickled the bottom of her butt, back and forth her butt crack.
this shocked lisa and sent chills throughout her entire body.
her legs tensed and her butt muscles were involuntarily flexed hard as a rock.
"yeeeeeeeeesssssssss." squealed lisa.
bri smiled as she felt lisa's butt clench.
bri groaned, "mmmmmm"
"you might really be in for it kiddo"
"to the best of my knowledge you're MIIIIIGHTY ticklish"
"and..."
bri leaned in and whispered in lisa's ear, causing her to giggle and gasp.
"i know ALL your spots honey bunny"
bri smiled again.
the sound of the door rattling.
plus the chill she knew was racing thru lisa's body was empowering.
bri knew she was responsible for those chills.
she knew her lover was much stronger and larger.
but bri was in complete control.
she had lisa - putty in her hands.
she very much enjoyed the more physically imposing lisa being her tickle slave.
she was going to have FUN teasing and torturing lisa.
bri reached behind her back and pulled out a pair of tube socks.
they were tucked in between her back and the waistband of her panties.
she tied the socks together and gagged lisa.
lisa screamed and struggled. swung her head back and forth trying to avoid being gagged.
bri simply smiled at her and rapidly poked lisa's tummy.
"ahhahahahhhahahahhaaaaahahha... mmmmmmaahmmmmmmmmmaahhmmmmmaaaaahhgggmmmm"
laughter turned to gagging noises as bri easily gagged lisa.
once the gag was applied, bri pulled a blindfold she had tucked in her sock.
lisa was still squealing into her gag as the blindfold was applied.
"caaaaaaaaaalm down you big BABY!"
purred bri as she traced an index finger down her lover's side.
"mmrraaah" - lisa.
bri giggled at her baby's situation.
"you look so sexy tied up like this."
"my baby girl..."
"BIIIIIIIG..."
(fingertips to armpit)
"eee" - lisa shrieks through her gag. completely caught off guard.
"STROONNNNGGGGG..." continued bri.
(light squeeze to the sides. both sides)
"mmmmmrrraaaaahhgg" - lisa squeals again. the thought of being truly at bri's mercy is beggining to set in.
"PERSONAL TRAINER... OHH MY GOSH..." - continues bri.
hard squeezing of sides. non stop. picking up speed gradually.
"oooaaawwwaaaaa wwwaaaah... ooohhhhhaawwahrrraahggghaa"
lisa goes crazy.
fear, excitement, horniness, terror.
she can't think straight.
her lover, best friend, and one and only person she trusts.
torturing her. teasing her.
completely can not move.
can not stand bri's touch.
begins to feel completely helpless.
only seconds into the torture.
(speed of tickling increases)
"gggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahhaahahahahahwwhwhwhwhaa"
all kinds of thoughts swirling in her brain.
she knows she's the bigger and stronger girl.
she knows if she wasn't tied up she would destroy bri.
part of her is so pissed, and wants to break her bonds and attack her lover.
but she cant.
she is actually helpless.
and she hates it.
but she loves it.
(speed increases. very intense now)
"HOW-OW-OW-OW-WA-WAHAHA-WAH-WAH-WAH-RREEAAHHAHA"
now lisa is starting to realize bri knows her better than she ever thought.
she loves bri.
but she hates her (right now).
equally.
she lets out a roaring holler through her gag when it all becomes too much.
"RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!"
bri doesn't let up a bit.
waits for lisa's roar of frustration and agony to end.
continues torturing her.
mentally.
physically.
verbally.
she picks up the teasing where she left off...
"SOOO MANY HOURS AND HOURS TRAINING THE BEST ATHLETES IN THE WORLD..."
even faster tickling. even harder.
lisa's down to the last gasp of air.
bottom of the lungs.
getting close to silent laughs.
weasing between laughs now.
body tensing. body pulsating.
head thrashing back with each sound.
tugging at bonds ferociously to no avail.
"whooo.. guuu.. merrrr.. wuuu.. maaah.. ggaa.. nnaahh"
bri abruptly stops tickling her completely.
but is no where near finished toying with her prey.
"YOU MAKE EM WORK..."
hard poke to the tummy. index finger.
"waaha"
"AND SWEAT..."
tummy poke. other side.
"waaah"
"EXAUGHSTING THEM..."
tummy poke. two fingers. both sides.
"oooheee"
(keeps index fingers imbedded in tummy, no finger movement)
"PUSHING THEM TO THEIR LIMITS."
wiggles both index fingers rapidly into lisa's gut.
"hahahahhahahah... hahahahhahhahahah... ooohohhahah... ooohhhweeeeahaha."
continues to tease verbally while still tickling with fingertips.
lisa keeps laughing.
although not insane laughter.
bri is only using two fingers.
wants to only moderately tickle lisa for the moment.
so she can hear her verbal jousting.
and so she doesn't pass out.
"but now we find out your limits"
"hahahahhaha... rrrrrarahahahah"
"miss leee" - bri says in an exaggerated high pitched baby voice
lee, wee, lee-lee, wittle wee, etc. were lisa's nick names.
she and bri had always had fun using baby talk together.
bri's nick name was bee, beettle bee, bee-bee, beety-bee, etc.
they would often answer their phones "beeee" or "weeee".
it was their own little silly inside joke.
"such a big and strong weeeetle weeeee"
said bri. still in baby talk. as she switched to lisa's armpits.
attacking both at the same time.
starting moderately again.
"hehehehheheheehehehehehehheeheheh" - lisa's laughter came through her gag.
as soon as bri switched to baby talk.
lisa's "ha's and whoo's" turned to "weee's and heee's".
she subconsciously changed her laughter based on her ticklers tone.
she noticed it immediately and it made the tickles worse.
she knew it was all psychological.
but as bad as the tickling was.
she wanted bri to stop using baby talk just as badly now.
bri was fucking her head up.
and their was nothing she could do.
she was being drained.
she was being driven to defeat.
not only through tickling.
but through humiliation and mental hopelessness.
and it was just getting started.
"wittle weee and da WEEEE muscles"
(one good hard tickle with both hands when she said WEEEE)
"hehehehheeeeheee - bwwwaaaaaaah!! - eeeehehehehehe"
"all powerful and weeeee like and stuff"
(back to moderate armpit tickles)
"hehehehehheheee hehehehehehe wweeeheheheeh beeeehghhehehehe"
suddenly.
without warning.
bri switches to spider tickling lisa's inner thighs with her fingernails.
the change of pace and THAT SPOT in general absolutely sent lisa up the fucking wall.
"beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhehehehehehehheeheheee!"
"weeeeeeeeeeee hehehehehheeeeee"
"bwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"but a helpwess wee..."
"and such a loud and cwazy wee!"
"all teeeeeeeecklish"
"its just me baby - WEETLE BEE!"
"a weetle weeeeeeeeeeeeeeetle bee"
when lisa heard bri refer to herself in the third person as "weetle bee".
her thighs felt like they had electricity flowing through them.
she had no idea that tickle torture could be this bad.
and even more surprising.
it could be made worse. way worse. with verbal teases.
not neccessarily the same comments and verbal jabs for every person.
but certain things her lover said really drove her crazy.
she couldn't explain it or make sense of it.
maybe because it was a personal inside joke they shared.
the baby talk was supposed to be two parted.
they always talked like that to one another.
but now she was tied up and couldn't play along.
in fact, her own inside joke was being used against her.
and all she could do was freak the hell out.
"YEEEEEEEEEEE CCCCCAAAAAAWWWWWWWWHAHA"
(GASP)
"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
(GASP)
"GWWWWWAAAAWWHAAOOOWWWEEEEE"
(there was nothing moderate about the thigh tickling. bri was giving it to her.)
"here we have big strong wee"
"and she has to do whatever weeetle beeee wants her to"
"weeeetle skinny beee... no big strong muscles for da skeeny bee"
"but weeetle bee is da boss of da big big powerful wee wight now"
"bee got da wee all tied up!"
"isnt dat wight wee?" - bri questioned her tickle slave.
"TEEEEHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEE"
"WIIIIIIGHT wEEEEE?" - bri asked again. sounding mad/disappointed she hadn't been answered yet.
"RRIIII -- IIII -- YAAAII -- III -- YITE!"
lisa struggled hard to stutter her words through her gag.
"no wee!"
"i said... 'WIGHT wEE?'
"not 'riii yiii yii yiite'."
bri tickled her even harder now as she mocked her ticklees failed attempts to "correctly" answer her demands in a baby voice.
again lisa struggled to get her words past the gag.
it didn't help that bri was now mad because lisa failed to answer her correctly.
and was now digging into her inner thighs very hard and very fast.
it was the most intense tickling she had ever felt.
all because she said "right" and didn't use baby talk and say "wight".
in her mind she thought how fucked she was.
if bri was going to play like that, what the hell could she do?
there was no winning. no mercy. no getting a break for answering her ridiculous demands.
she began to realize she maybe should have "been careful what she wished for".
because bri was doing this shit like a pro!
"whyyyyyyyyyyyahahahahhahahaha"
"weeeeeehehahahahhhaeeeehahahhahah"
"yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahahaha"
"wwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahhaha hahahahhahaha"
"wooowwweee whhweahahwahahewhahwhwhahweha"
"WIIIGHT WEEEEEEE... WWIIIIIIGHT WEEEEHEHEHEHE... WIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
lisa finally got the words her lover demanded to emerge from her gut.
"goooood girl" said bri. no more baby voice.
"this is so much fun" said bri.
"touching you"
places her hands on her stomach
"teasing you"
sliding hand donwards. grazes over panty covered pussy
"mmmm"
moans lisa.
a sweaty, weakened, and exhausted mess.
breathing heavy.
whole body goes up and down with each breath.
"watching you struggle when i tickle you"
pokes her inner thigh
"MMMM"
just a quick giggle from lisa
"knowing that you have no idea where i'm coming from"
soft fingernails to the right side of lisa's neck.
lisa quivers and shrugs her shoulders in retreat.
"seeing your body thrash... tense... tighten..."
"feeling your body shrivel in fear..."
"listening to your pointless cries for mercy..."
bri then whispers to lisa
"i could do this FOREVER"
then she delivers a long, slow, deep, lick to her ear.
starts at the top and delivers continuous circles all the way to the bottom.
lisa whimpers in terror at the sound of her lover's whisper.
groans like a scared puppy through the gag.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
"and ever"
rasberry to the neck
"and ever"
rasberry to the collarbone
"and ever"
to the armpit
"and ever"
the ribs
"and ever"
the thighs
"and ever"...
to be continued....
but torturous...
two women. lesbians. lovers.
former college classmates.
one was petite brunette.
bri. 29 years.
cleans houses for a living.
5 feet 0 inches.
110 pounds.
tan. beautiful.
brown eyes.
size 5.0 feet.
keeps to herself.
shy in social situations but freaky behind closed doors.
willing to do anything in the bedroom.
more level headed member of relationship.
keeps emotions in check and provides emotional security for more aggressive-natured lover.
the other was a curvy blonde.
lisa. 32 years.
highly successful personal trainer.
rich.
former olympic softball player.
considered one of the best in the biz by pro athletes.
5 feet 8 inches.
140 pounds.
curvy.
incredible breasts.
big strong powerful legs.
perfect and plump ass.
blue eyes.
outgoing. confident. independent. successful.
insecure. hard time trusting people and showing true feelings, except to bri.
the more aggressive and powerful lover, dominant member of relationship.
but still wrapped around bri's finger.
if lisa was the head of the relationship, bri was the neck.
basic breakdown and background...
bri worked only for something to do. and for spending money.
lisa made the real money. both were gorgeous.
both were in love and fulfilled each others needs perfectly.
"married" and living together for 3 years running.
started to see one another for 4 years running.
lisa more dominant as mentioned above.
lisa easily stronger and more imposing in bed as well.
bri petite and more feminine, although lisa wasn't "butch" by any means, just athletic and independent.
lisa often dominated in the bedroom, but sometimes preferred to be "had" by smaller lover.
lisa very insecure. had deep fantasies about being tickled. never told bri.
lisa was a daily visitor of the TMF. privately. never told bri or anyone else.
basic scenario...
lovers go to a wedding.
come home drunk.
lisa way more drunk.
passes out cold.
bri nurses her.
takes shower.
gets on computer.
discovers TMF.
discovers lovers fantasies to be tickled.
smiles.
goes to sleep next to lisa.
next day.
hungover lisa.
lisa drinks coffee made with sedative.
hours later. lisa wakes up.
black cotton underwear and basic black bra.
groggy.
opens eyes and slowly comes to.
realizes she is in her bedroom. facing the bed with her back to the door.
holy shit.
she cant move her hands or feet.
she looks around and sees that her wrists are tied to the top corners of the door.
her feet the same on the bottom corners.
she realizes the material feels like her tights she uses to workout.
the tights are tied around ankles and wrists, with the remaining cloth going through the door.
the door is closed.
on the other side all four ankle and wrist homemade restraints are tied together.
attatched to the restraints' knot is a bungee chord stretched to its limit and tied to the handrail of the stairs.
lisa can not move her hands or feet. at all.
she calls for bri.
"bri honey!? bri, where are you?!"
bri emerges from the bathroom, dressed in a pair of red/white striped cotton panties
she wore a plain white tank top and red toe socks.
lisa noticed she was "bumming it" but wearing makeup and looking incredibly sexy.
her nails were done. she smelled amazing. and her hair was down. she looked perfect to lisa.
"bri what in the worl..."
lisa is quickly interrupted with an index finger to the lips.
"shhhhhhh"
whispers bri
"do you have something you want to tell me?"
asks bri
"what are you talking about? what the fuck are you doing? tell me what the hell is going on?"
lisa asked in a serious, slightly aggressive, yet concerned tone.
her face was tight. serious squinted eyes. gritted teeth.
bri simply smiled and placed her hands gently on her lover's cheeks while pulling her nose to nose.
she had to stand on her tippy toes to reach her face to face.
and she said in a sexy/playful tone.
"i just wanna make sure you're happy and satisfied ... (long pause) ... KITTLETIX!!!"
lisa's face melted as what just happened registered.
KITTLETIX was her TMF user name.
her eyes widened to the size of saucers.
her mouth dropped to the floor.
she began to breath heavily and stuttered.
"ah... i... i..."
"hush little baby"
began bri as she held her lover close and softly kissed lisa on the neck.
"i am very upset with you. as you've obviously realized i have been doing some surfing online."
another kiss.
"not only did i discover your dirty little secrets..."
another gentle kiss.
"i also did some research on homemade bondage techniques. how do you think i did?"
as she questioned lisa about her bondage skills she lightly and sneakily grazed lisa's left armpit with her finger tips.
"DAAAAAAAAAAH"
lisa loudly screamed as her lover caught her off guard
"i think i did pretty good huh?"
asked bri in a cute high pitched tone as she backed away from her lover while she poked lisa's right side with her left index finger.
"AHHHH"
(another poke. other side.)
"AHHHHHH"
"huh?" said bri. (another poke. other side.)
"NNAAAAAAAAAAHH"
"ya think ya think ya think?" (speed increase. poke poke poke. different side each time.)
full out laughter from lisa now as bri switched to both hands, squeezing both of lisa's sides rapidly.
thumbs on lisa's front abs, finger tips near kidneys. palms not touching her body.
"HAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHA"
bri quickly stops and grabs two handfuls of lisa's hair.
pulls her hair back HARD.
slams lisa's head into door, not too hard though, but enough to make a point.
bri begins speaking softly.
"you know i'll do anything for you lisa."
"i can't believe you have never told me about this."
"i looked at the dates of your posts and comments."
"you've wanted this for a LONG time."
"and now we're gonna teach you a lesson."
"they say you should be 'careful what you ask for'."
"that particular saying is true, but you didn't even ask me."
"you held out, and were scared to say anything."
"i had to find out while you were passed out drunk on the internet."
"this is the last time you hold any secrets from me."
lisa can not beleive what's happening.
she is frightened and shocked but at the same time ecstatic with joy and becoming completely horny.
deep down she wanted bri to find out but didn't want to ask her.
this was even more pleasing than asking her to tickle torture her.
she felt more submissive and helpless than she would have if it were requested.
she was loving every minute.
she was completely in paradise.
bri was being the dominant tickler she always dreamt of.
but at the same time she worried just how much she could take.
she was extremely ticklish.
she had never been suspended and completely helpless.
never pushed to her limits.
she wondered how much she could handle.
how extensive was bri's torture going to be?
how merciless would she be?
her heart was racing like never before...
bri releases lisa's hair and gazes into her eyes.
"why didn't you ever tell me sweetie?"
lisa replies, "i don't know. i... i... i just..."
bri interupts, "you just thought i would be weirded out?"
lisa - "yes" - in a regretful tone.
"well that won't do. i never want you keep anything hidden from me ever again."
"especially involving your desires and fantasies."
"you should know better."
"you know i will do anything in the world for you, don't you?"
as bri said "dont you" she lightly slid her hand atop lisa's panties.
her fingertips (fingernails) softly caressed lisa's perfectly shaped ass.
using all 5 fingers, she lightly tickled the bottom of her butt, back and forth her butt crack.
this shocked lisa and sent chills throughout her entire body.
her legs tensed and her butt muscles were involuntarily flexed hard as a rock.
"yeeeeeeeeesssssssss." squealed lisa.
bri smiled as she felt lisa's butt clench.
bri groaned, "mmmmmm"
"you might really be in for it kiddo"
"to the best of my knowledge you're MIIIIIGHTY ticklish"
"and..."
bri leaned in and whispered in lisa's ear, causing her to giggle and gasp.
"i know ALL your spots honey bunny"
bri smiled again.
the sound of the door rattling.
plus the chill she knew was racing thru lisa's body was empowering.
bri knew she was responsible for those chills.
she knew her lover was much stronger and larger.
but bri was in complete control.
she had lisa - putty in her hands.
she very much enjoyed the more physically imposing lisa being her tickle slave.
she was going to have FUN teasing and torturing lisa.
bri reached behind her back and pulled out a pair of tube socks.
they were tucked in between her back and the waistband of her panties.
she tied the socks together and gagged lisa.
lisa screamed and struggled. swung her head back and forth trying to avoid being gagged.
bri simply smiled at her and rapidly poked lisa's tummy.
"ahhahahahhhahahahhaaaaahahha... mmmmmmaahmmmmmmmmmaahhmmmmmaaaaahhgggmmmm"
laughter turned to gagging noises as bri easily gagged lisa.
once the gag was applied, bri pulled a blindfold she had tucked in her sock.
lisa was still squealing into her gag as the blindfold was applied.
"caaaaaaaaaalm down you big BABY!"
purred bri as she traced an index finger down her lover's side.
"mmrraaah" - lisa.
bri giggled at her baby's situation.
"you look so sexy tied up like this."
"my baby girl..."
"BIIIIIIIG..."
(fingertips to armpit)
"eee" - lisa shrieks through her gag. completely caught off guard.
"STROONNNNGGGGG..." continued bri.
(light squeeze to the sides. both sides)
"mmmmmrrraaaaahhgg" - lisa squeals again. the thought of being truly at bri's mercy is beggining to set in.
"PERSONAL TRAINER... OHH MY GOSH..." - continues bri.
hard squeezing of sides. non stop. picking up speed gradually.
"oooaaawwwaaaaa wwwaaaah... ooohhhhhaawwahrrraahggghaa"
lisa goes crazy.
fear, excitement, horniness, terror.
she can't think straight.
her lover, best friend, and one and only person she trusts.
torturing her. teasing her.
completely can not move.
can not stand bri's touch.
begins to feel completely helpless.
only seconds into the torture.
(speed of tickling increases)
"gggggaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahahahhaahahahahahwwhwhwhwhaa"
all kinds of thoughts swirling in her brain.
she knows she's the bigger and stronger girl.
she knows if she wasn't tied up she would destroy bri.
part of her is so pissed, and wants to break her bonds and attack her lover.
but she cant.
she is actually helpless.
and she hates it.
but she loves it.
(speed increases. very intense now)
"HOW-OW-OW-OW-WA-WAHAHA-WAH-WAH-WAH-RREEAAHHAHA"
now lisa is starting to realize bri knows her better than she ever thought.
she loves bri.
but she hates her (right now).
equally.
she lets out a roaring holler through her gag when it all becomes too much.
"RRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHHHH!"
bri doesn't let up a bit.
waits for lisa's roar of frustration and agony to end.
continues torturing her.
mentally.
physically.
verbally.
she picks up the teasing where she left off...
"SOOO MANY HOURS AND HOURS TRAINING THE BEST ATHLETES IN THE WORLD..."
even faster tickling. even harder.
lisa's down to the last gasp of air.
bottom of the lungs.
getting close to silent laughs.
weasing between laughs now.
body tensing. body pulsating.
head thrashing back with each sound.
tugging at bonds ferociously to no avail.
"whooo.. guuu.. merrrr.. wuuu.. maaah.. ggaa.. nnaahh"
bri abruptly stops tickling her completely.
but is no where near finished toying with her prey.
"YOU MAKE EM WORK..."
hard poke to the tummy. index finger.
"waaha"
"AND SWEAT..."
tummy poke. other side.
"waaah"
"EXAUGHSTING THEM..."
tummy poke. two fingers. both sides.
"oooheee"
(keeps index fingers imbedded in tummy, no finger movement)
"PUSHING THEM TO THEIR LIMITS."
wiggles both index fingers rapidly into lisa's gut.
"hahahahhahahah... hahahahhahhahahah... ooohohhahah... ooohhhweeeeahaha."
continues to tease verbally while still tickling with fingertips.
lisa keeps laughing.
although not insane laughter.
bri is only using two fingers.
wants to only moderately tickle lisa for the moment.
so she can hear her verbal jousting.
and so she doesn't pass out.
"but now we find out your limits"
"hahahahhaha... rrrrrarahahahah"
"miss leee" - bri says in an exaggerated high pitched baby voice
lee, wee, lee-lee, wittle wee, etc. were lisa's nick names.
she and bri had always had fun using baby talk together.
bri's nick name was bee, beettle bee, bee-bee, beety-bee, etc.
they would often answer their phones "beeee" or "weeee".
it was their own little silly inside joke.
"such a big and strong weeeetle weeeee"
said bri. still in baby talk. as she switched to lisa's armpits.
attacking both at the same time.
starting moderately again.
"hehehehheheheehehehehehehheeheheh" - lisa's laughter came through her gag.
as soon as bri switched to baby talk.
lisa's "ha's and whoo's" turned to "weee's and heee's".
she subconsciously changed her laughter based on her ticklers tone.
she noticed it immediately and it made the tickles worse.
she knew it was all psychological.
but as bad as the tickling was.
she wanted bri to stop using baby talk just as badly now.
bri was fucking her head up.
and their was nothing she could do.
she was being drained.
she was being driven to defeat.
not only through tickling.
but through humiliation and mental hopelessness.
and it was just getting started.
"wittle weee and da WEEEE muscles"
(one good hard tickle with both hands when she said WEEEE)
"hehehehheeeeheee - bwwwaaaaaaah!! - eeeehehehehehe"
"all powerful and weeeee like and stuff"
(back to moderate armpit tickles)
"hehehehehheheee hehehehehehe wweeeheheheeh beeeehghhehehehe"
suddenly.
without warning.
bri switches to spider tickling lisa's inner thighs with her fingernails.
the change of pace and THAT SPOT in general absolutely sent lisa up the fucking wall.
"beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehhehehehehehehheeheheee!"
"weeeeeeeeeeee hehehehehheeeeee"
"bwwwwwwwwweeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"
"but a helpwess wee..."
"and such a loud and cwazy wee!"
"all teeeeeeeecklish"
"its just me baby - WEETLE BEE!"
"a weetle weeeeeeeeeeeeeeetle bee"
when lisa heard bri refer to herself in the third person as "weetle bee".
her thighs felt like they had electricity flowing through them.
she had no idea that tickle torture could be this bad.
and even more surprising.
it could be made worse. way worse. with verbal teases.
not neccessarily the same comments and verbal jabs for every person.
but certain things her lover said really drove her crazy.
she couldn't explain it or make sense of it.
maybe because it was a personal inside joke they shared.
the baby talk was supposed to be two parted.
they always talked like that to one another.
but now she was tied up and couldn't play along.
in fact, her own inside joke was being used against her.
and all she could do was freak the hell out.
"YEEEEEEEEEEE CCCCCAAAAAAWWWWWWWWHAHA"
(GASP)
"WAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!"
(GASP)
"GWWWWWAAAAWWHAAOOOWWWEEEEE"
(there was nothing moderate about the thigh tickling. bri was giving it to her.)
"here we have big strong wee"
"and she has to do whatever weeetle beeee wants her to"
"weeeetle skinny beee... no big strong muscles for da skeeny bee"
"but weeetle bee is da boss of da big big powerful wee wight now"
"bee got da wee all tied up!"
"isnt dat wight wee?" - bri questioned her tickle slave.
"TEEEEHEHEHHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEEEEEEEE"
"WIIIIIIGHT wEEEEE?" - bri asked again. sounding mad/disappointed she hadn't been answered yet.
"RRIIII -- IIII -- YAAAII -- III -- YITE!"
lisa struggled hard to stutter her words through her gag.
"no wee!"
"i said... 'WIGHT wEE?'
"not 'riii yiii yii yiite'."
bri tickled her even harder now as she mocked her ticklees failed attempts to "correctly" answer her demands in a baby voice.
again lisa struggled to get her words past the gag.
it didn't help that bri was now mad because lisa failed to answer her correctly.
and was now digging into her inner thighs very hard and very fast.
it was the most intense tickling she had ever felt.
all because she said "right" and didn't use baby talk and say "wight".
in her mind she thought how fucked she was.
if bri was going to play like that, what the hell could she do?
there was no winning. no mercy. no getting a break for answering her ridiculous demands.
she began to realize she maybe should have "been careful what she wished for".
because bri was doing this shit like a pro!
"whyyyyyyyyyyyahahahahhahahaha"
"weeeeeehehahahahhhaeeeehahahhahah"
"yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa hahahhahahahahahahahhahahahahahahaha"
"wwaaaaaaaaaaaaaahahhaha hahahahhahaha"
"wooowwweee whhweahahwahahewhahwhwhahweha"
"WIIIGHT WEEEEEEE... WWIIIIIIGHT WEEEEHEHEHEHE... WIIIIIIIIIGHT!"
lisa finally got the words her lover demanded to emerge from her gut.
"goooood girl" said bri. no more baby voice.
"this is so much fun" said bri.
"touching you"
places her hands on her stomach
"teasing you"
sliding hand donwards. grazes over panty covered pussy
"mmmm"
moans lisa.
a sweaty, weakened, and exhausted mess.
breathing heavy.
whole body goes up and down with each breath.
"watching you struggle when i tickle you"
pokes her inner thigh
"MMMM"
just a quick giggle from lisa
"knowing that you have no idea where i'm coming from"
soft fingernails to the right side of lisa's neck.
lisa quivers and shrugs her shoulders in retreat.
"seeing your body thrash... tense... tighten..."
"feeling your body shrivel in fear..."
"listening to your pointless cries for mercy..."
bri then whispers to lisa
"i could do this FOREVER"
then she delivers a long, slow, deep, lick to her ear.
starts at the top and delivers continuous circles all the way to the bottom.
lisa whimpers in terror at the sound of her lover's whisper.
groans like a scared puppy through the gag.
"mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm"
"and ever"
rasberry to the neck
"and ever"
rasberry to the collarbone
"and ever"
to the armpit
"and ever"
the ribs
"and ever"
the thighs
"and ever"...
to be continued....
