Tickle Tyrants! (FFFF/f)
Thanks, DDD; I wish I had read that *before* I had expanded the story to 3445, LOL! I have e-mailed a conformation copy to you
In any case, here it is ... I hope you all enjoy it!
Tickle Tyrants
by Valerie Sonn
(All characters are 18 or over. Contains minor violence.)
Deanna, the new girl at Foothills College, was beautiful, smart, and rich ... but just a little bit conceited. The other "queen bees" couldn't stand her, and they desperately wanted to take her down a peg.
Three of the most popular cheerleaders had tried to become friends with her: Valerie, the mysterious dark-eyed Asian beauty; Andrea, the statuesque but sadistic blonde head cheerleader; and Suzy, a cute and bouncy redhead. They had invited her to the gym for an after-hours drink, with a vague idea of challenging her to a drinking contest or something along that line, to humiliate her and bring her down a peg or two. They had to do something to straighten her out before she became insufferable!
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"Wow, this stuff is strong," exclaimed Deanna with a giggle as she coughed on the Japanese rice wine Valerie had offered her. "But I like it." Val smiled and handed her another glass, and all four girls toasted Foothills College and its fully equipped gymnasium. For this occasion the girls were dressed casually. Deanna wore a ribbed sleeveless athletic top and designer shorts, with expensive brand-name sneakers on her size 9 feet. Valerie was wearing her usual blue jeans and a snug black top that emphasized her small but round breasts, with black, zip-up fashion boots. Andrea was also clad in blue jeans and a tight top, with high-heeled pumps on her bare size 8 feet. Suzy wore a cute miniskirt and lace see-through top with a bodice underneath, and also wore high heels over bare feet.
Deanna ran a hand through her long brown hair and pointed her thumb at a heavily padded trainer's table, set about 6" off the ground and containing wrist and ankle "stirrups" to secure the "student." "What is that for?" she asked.
"Oh, that's an Ab-Mistress Table," laughed Suzy. "You'll be on it soon enough, when you have to take Miss Leilani's ab workout class. My tummy is still sore from last week!"
Valerie and Andrea, both veterans of that table, exchanged a knowing glance -- they both knew how they were going to humiliate Deanna!
"You know," began Valerie, "I wonder if Deanna is up to a challenge. Dee, I'll bet $50 that you can't last for two minutes on that table with me standing on you."
Deanna laughed right in Valerie's face. "Ha! You're only, what, 95 pounds? You're such a tiny girlie, of course I can hold you. The real challenge would be if you could hold me standing on your tiny little body. Sure, I'll bet you fifty bucks."
Deanna lay on her back on the table, and Suzy gently pulled the girl's arms over her head and secured her wrists in the Velcro stirrups as Andrea did the same to Deanna's ankles. Now the cute girl was stretched out quite helplessly on the workout table, unable to move an inch. Valerie sat down and slowly pulled off her boots, and then her socks, revealing the most perfect size 6 feet Deanna had ever seen. Suzy also sat down and took off her high heels, and a laughing Andrea did the same. Deanna began to get nervous as she realized that the girls could do almost anything to her as she lay bound to the table. Valerie winked at her and began to chuckle.
"Comfortable, dear?" asked Andrea, now standing beside the table. Deanna looked around to see that Valerie and Suzy were also looking down at her and smirking.
"You are going to get a proper welcome to our delightful college," began Valerie. "We value modesty and good manners here, and that means we don't like stuck-up girls, so we're going to teach you a lesson you won't learn in your regular classes. It's called Humility 101, and someday you'll thank us for it."
Suzy knelt down at Deanna's feet and said, "Seeing as we're all barefoot here, it would be good manners for you to go barefoot too." With that she began to undo Deanna's laces and slowly pulled off each canvas shoe, exposing the dark-haired beauty's cute white tennis socks, which were slightly damp and lightly scented from perfume mixed with nervous girl.
Andrea bent down and very gently pulled up Deanna's sleeveless top so that her tummy and sides were as exposed as her smooth underarms. Deanna shuddered as the cool air washed over her bare skin.
"Goose bumps, I see," squealed Andrea as she poked one well-manicured red-lacquered fingernail into Deanna's side. The captive let out a yelp and tried to pull away.
"Ooh, is somebody ... ticklish?" giggled Valerie as she knelt by Deanna's shoulders and wiggled her slender fingers in front of the captive's face. Suzy began to peel off Deanna's little socks, revealing soft, smooth feet which had obviously been well cared-for ... and therefore highly sensitive. Suzy began to lightly drum her fingertips on Deanna's lovely bare soles while Valerie started to poke her underarms and Andrea began to tickle and poke her waist.
Deanna was biting her lip to keep from laughing ... the sensation of thirty slender fingers lightly stroking her entire body made her want to jump out of her skin! She clenched her fists in their bonds and tried to control her breathing, emitting only a stifled squeak. She wasn't sure if they girls knew her secret -- the best way to tickle her senseless -- but she did know that begging and pleading would only egg them on more. She was determined to keep her composure.
Valerie was amused at Deanna's apparent lack of ticklishness and had now forgotten all thoughts of standing on her -- she wanted the girl to give in to tickling, which would be far more humiliating! She kept lightly and rapidly stroking the other girl's smooth underarms with the pads of her fingers. Andrea tried digging her fingertips into Deanna's sides and wiggling them, while Suzy took her index finger and traced a path along the underside of the bound girl's toes. Deanna had lovely feet, soft and smooth ... why wasn't she reacting more strongly? Maybe she wasn't really all that ticklish?
Valerie stopped her underarm-tickling and came over to kneel beside Andrea. Val pulled a very soft feather from her purse and began to run it gently around Deanna's nipples, which promptly became erect ... yet the girl kept holding her own. Andrea began to poke each pair of Deanna's ribs in turn with her forefingers, counting them off up and down. Suzy, enthralled by Deanna's gorgeous bare soles, began to lick them with the tip of her tongue, from heel to toes and then along under her cute toes and back down all across her soft, creamy white arch and down to her heel again, which she bit ever so gently. Deanna moaned but still didn't burst out laughing.
Valerie had the shortest nails of the three ticklers, cut just flush with her delicate fingertips and rounded nicely. She idly poked her index finger into Deanna's belly button and wiggled it lightly. Deanna began to squeal. Valerie giggled and dug her fingertip in a little deeper and began to rotate her hand in a circle. Deanna squealed louder. "Suzy, get me something slippery," said Valerie. The redhead grabbed a bottle of baby oil from her gym bag and tossed it to Val, who poured a little on Deanna's bare stomach. Valerie and Andrea both began to massage her with the oil, making sure to dig their fingertips in frequently while Deanna tried so hard to hold back her laughter.
Once the bound girl had been thoroughly oiled, Valerie began to slide her fingertip in and out of her belly button, swirling her fingers around and poking Deanna's entire stomach, which was stretched out invitingly in all its helpless glory. The bound beauty turned many shades of red as she tried desperately to hold back the wild hyena laugh that wanted to burst forth from deep inside her, and Val was determined to bring it out! Valerie's fingers, however, were beginning to tire; at least 15 minutes must have gone by, yet Deanna did not crack. Val couldn't give in now, or Deanna would win.
"Hey, this is an Ab-Mistress table we have her on," Val said suddenly. Let's show her our own version of an Ab-Mistress workout."
"You're not going to stand on her, are you?" asked Suzy nervously.
"Not quite," replied Val with a smile as she sat down at Deanna's feet. Then the wicked Asian girl stretched out her legs and rested her own bare soles lightly on Deanna's helpless tummy. "Dee, you're going to find out that toes can be tickle tools as much as tickle targets." With that, Valerie dug her toes into Deanna's oiled ribs and began to wiggle them. Deanna's face scrunched up and the captive began to emit a high squeal ... that was the key, her terrible secret! Deanna couldn't stand to be tickled by toes -- it made her crazy! Worse, these three evil, playful girls were about to find out!
"I'm ...Ooh, nooooo, pleeeeeeease, hahahahahahahahahaha!!! Oh, no ... hee-hee, hee-hee, hahahaha, oh no, eeeeeeeeeek!!!" The bound beauty shrieked and struggled against the stirrups, but she couldn't move an inch and was completely helpless under Valerie's feet. She felt her entire body melting with a warm electricity, her muscles convulsing and twitching uncontrollably as Valerie forced that laugh out of her lungs. Deanna hated the tickling because of its intensity, yet she loved it at the same time, all the more so because the girl that was dominating her was so small and petite ...
Andrea sat down on one side of their captive while Suzy sat on the other, and each girl extended her legs and began to poke Deanna's sides with their combined twenty pretty, pedicured toes. Deanna could do nothing but shriek and howl with hysteria as the three naughty vixens teased and abused her body as she lay helplessly bound and at their not-so-tender mercy. She couldn't take the combined tickling of thirty wiggling toes ... Deanna thought she was going to die right then and there!
The three giggled and laughed with obvious pleasure as they abused poor Deanna's shapely frame with their feet. Deanna knew they weren't going to stop any time soon, and this realization made the tickling agony even more intense as the captive tried futilely to move away. The stirrups were too efficient, however, and Deanna knew there was no escape. A million thoughts swirled through her mind ... if it were only Valerie doing this to her, she might enjoy it, but there were too many girls, and Deanna was being tickled in too many places at the same time ... and the humiliation of being laughed at by the three friends ... Deanna was in heaven and hell at the same moment, wanting the tickling to stop but never wanting it to end.
Valerie got up, pulled a chair next to Deanna, and sat down on it. Smiling, she rested her feet on Deanna's bare stomach again and teased her, "Now I'm going to toe-tickle your belly button, and there's nothing you can do about it."
Deanna knew there was not a damn thing she could do about it, but she tried to plead, "No, not there, please, I give!" The three girls found this hilarious and laughed at her, while Valerie gently inserted the tip of her big toe into Deanna's slippery navel and began to wiggle it.
"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Ah, stop! No more," shrieked Deanna, but Valerie just smiled and kept up the tickling, feeling the muscles in Dee's stomach contracting violently under her toes as she skillfully slid her toe in and out of the bound girl's adorable belly button. Deanna convulsed with laughter as the physical sensations overwhelmed her, as did the humiliation at having a girl penetrating her vulnerable, sensitive navel with her toe. It was almost as if she were being raped by another girl. She knew now that Valerie was going to be her Mistress.
Valerie knew it too as she made love to Deanna's deep, oval-shaped belly button with her phallic big toe. She was going crazy with lust as she degraded her captive with this penetration. She tickled Deanna skillfully and without mercy with the delicate tip of her toe. She knew how to keep a belly button from losing sensitivity, varying the sensations by using the fleshy pad of her toe, resting it lightly on the girl's helpless navel and vibrating her foot. Andrea had moved to Deanna's feet and was using her own bare toes to tickle poor Dee's pretty soles, while Suzy found that she could really make Deanna buck when she dug her toes into the captive's underarms and then wiggled them gently.
Deanna was on fire from the tickling, and the giggling, and the utter helplessness of lying bound and almost-naked under three cruel girls' bare feet while they laughed at her and teased her mercilessly. She was a dominant, powerful girl, and had never been so vulnerable in her entire life ... and she loved it as much as she hated it. She despised the relentless tickling, but she loved being teased and mistreated ... she adored it, loathed it ... she was going insane from pleasure, lust, discomfort, excitement, fear ...
Deanna was exhausted from breathlessness and exertion as she fought against her bonds, wanting to escape and yet not wanting to, her entire ticklish body buzzing with magnetism, electricity, pleasure, pain ... she knew she was going to come, and with a loud squeal, she did.
The three girls knew what was happening, and they stopped their tickling. Valerie stood up and placed her foot squarely on Deanna's panting stomach and pressed her weight down hard. Laughing, Andrea came over and set her foot between Deanna's breasts and pushed down hard. Suzy placed her foot on Dee's ribs and put most of her weight on it. The three girls stood there, hands on hips, and laughed at Deanna's struggles for air until she almost passed out under their feet.
The evil girls laughed at her and took turns standing on her stomach ... that is, until the statuesque Hawaiian gym teacher, Miss Leilani, came in.
"Oh, I see you're giving Deanna an Ab-Mistress workout," she said brightly. "That's very considerate of you all." Miss L. was herself quite the sadist and often pretended ignorance of a girl's -- or guy's -- sufferings under her feet on that Ab-Mistress table. Valerie glanced down and saw that Miss L. was wearing sexy, strappy sandals that showed off her perfectly pedicured toes. The Asian girl allowed her gaze to travel up the teacher's muscular, tan thighs ... her skimpy gym shorts which barely covered her perfectly round bottom ... her tight top that showed off her slender waist and proud breasts to best advantage ... her long, luscious, wavy black hair which cascaded over her shoulders and framed her radiant face ... and at that moment she almost longed to be the girl bound on that table, since she knew what was going to happen next.
Andrea knew it too, and being the cruelest of the three, asked her, "Would you like to join in and help us? I think that she needs some additional work."
"I'd LOVE to!" squealed Miss Leilani. The panting, gasping Deanna knew she was done for now. She was so weakened by the tickling and the orgasm that she didn't think she could hold the Hawaiian girl's weight on her stomach without fainting.
"You know," said the gym teacher, "you can give her a better workout by making her abs work harder. Deanna, by any chance, do you happen to be ... ticklish?"
Deanna's heart began to pound again. Oh no, her too?
"Oh, she is, but just a little," offered Suzy helpfully. "You can get her to laugh, but you really have to work hard at it. Deanna just said, in fact, that she would bet $50 that Miss Leilani couldn't get her to laugh from tickling her."
Deanna tried to protest, but Valerie decided to rest her bare sole on Deanna's lips at that moment, pressing hard.
"Oh, really?" asked the gym teacher, looking stern now. "We'll see about that!"
With that, Miss Leilani sat down on the chair and removed her sandals, exposing the loveliest bare soles that Val had ever laid eyes on. She wiggled her toes and gave the trio a knowing wink before standing up and bending over the girl on the table.
"So, you think I can't make you laugh?" teased Miss Leilani as she straddled Deanna's hips and wiggled her fingers. Then, smiling sweetly, she bent over and proceeded to entertain Dee's underarms with her lovely fingertips, expertly poking and probing for sensitive spots and then letting her fingers fly over each one. Deanna tried hard to hold back, but she couldn't stop a few titters from escaping her lips. The teacher then tried poking the girl's ribs, digging her fingers in and kneading up and back ... still, only a few squeaks from her captive.
The three cheerleaders watched and giggled as Miss L. next tried Deanna's waist, pinching some skin between her fingers and wiggling her fingers ... still, not much reaction. She tried tracing her fingertips gently all up and down Deanna's stomach and poked her belly button, which elicited a slight smile from the bound girl.
Sadistic Andrea suddenly chimed in, "Let me try something." She stepped back in to her high heels and motioned the teacher back. Laughing, the blonde stepped up onto the table and carefully placed her foot on Deanna's tummy, and then, still giggling, she began to rapidly and lightly poke Deanna's belly button with the tip of her spike heel. Deanna was surprised by the sensation and began to laugh.
Suzy stepped back into her own high-heeled pumps and sat at Deanna's side and began to dig the pointed toe of her shoe into the poor girl's ribs, wiggling it at each rib: Deanna began to howl!
Miss Leilani and Valerie were still barefoot. The teacher stood up and placed her foot lightly on Deanna's ribs and started to explore the captive with her toes as Deanna screamed with laughter. Valerie came over and joined in, putting her arms around Miss Leilani for balance and then digging her big toe into Deanna's waist on the side not being tickled by Suzy. Andrea took off her shoes again and made room for Valerie, moving back to Deanna's bare soles, which she began to tickle with her own bare toes, trailing them lightly up and down from toe to heel while the tied girl squealed and howled with abandon.
Miss Leilani was becoming aroused by having this beautiful girl under her foot and Valerie's arms around her waist, and, forgetting her professionalism, she found a spot on Deanna's stomach, placed all her weight on it, and then stepped up quickly with the other foot, crushing the helpless, giggling girl mercilessly. The teacher held out her arms, and Valerie stepped up onto Deanna's chest, placing one bare sole carefully on each of the girl's breasts, bared from when her shirt was pulled up. Valerie fell into Miss Leilani's embrace, and the two lovely ladies began to hug and make out while they flattened Deanna underfoot.
Valerie and the teacher began to slow-dance on Deanna's almost-naked body, using the poor girl as a carpet beneath their feet, while Andrea and Suzy were by now cruelly tickling Deanna's exposed sides with their twenty wiggling toes. Deanna could hardly breathe now, and would have probably been crushed to death under the girls dancing on her were it not for the shock-absorbing padding of the Ab-Mistress table.
Miss Leilani threw a glance to the beautiful girl lying helplessly under her feet, and asked, "Are you feeling your abs beginning to weaken from being tickled? It's good for you; it makes for a better workout." Valerie bounced on Deanna's bare nipples, feeling their hardness under her own bare soles, and she silenced Miss L. with a fervent kiss, their two mouths fusing into one as they ignored the bound slave girl on whom they were standing ... and they didn't realize when Deanna had an orgasm, a second orgasm, a third ... indeed, the two lovers were so engrossed in making out that they didn't even realize when the excitement, the lack of oxygen, and the fatigue finally made poor Deanna pass out!