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Gotta love ticklish girls into sports!
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It was Memorial Day weekend and Erin was getting a few days off from her nurse job as well as her new job as a tickle torture submissive to meet up with some friends from college. Erin loved going to sports games and was taking about an hour plane flight to meet up with some girls from all over the country to hang for a weekend and they would also go to a baseball game. Erin’s hometown team was playing so she was excited to see what it would be like to be a fan of the road team. Erin was a fanatic about baseball and some hockey but not as much with other sports. However, she would always try to get herself in a ticklish situation when her husband and his friends had football watching parties at their house. It had been a long time since the last time Erin was tickled at one of those parties since she was so busy especially recently with her second career that she was looking forward to a weekend away. Erin’s husband had to stay back and work on some videos for clients that actually tickle tortured his beautiful and ticklish wife.
He dropped her off the airport and told her to have a good time without too much knowledge of what the girls had planned. He knew they would be going to ball game but didn’t know much beyond that. Erin got through airport security but overheard a woman’s laughter and saw she was being patted down. The woman exclaimed “that tickles” during the pat down making Erin she would have been in that situation. She always wondered if it really did tickle to get patted down at the airport. This got Erin to thinking during her short flight over the past two months in her new role. She had been tickle tortured in many different fantasies and scenarios over the time period after the Tickle Hunt and was amazed on the realism and accuracy of everything. Don and Carmella’s mansion had all kinds of bondage equipment, tickling devices and rooms to make any fantasy come true. Erin reminisced about her favorite upperbody scenario which was with a man and her favorite foot tickling experience with two women which were a couple of many private sessions.
Erin fulfilled a boss/secretary fantasy where this powerful and wealthy man started by tickling her nylon clad feet while she pretended to be on a conference call. However, her “boss” got mad when she laughed and ruined the relationship with the fake client to tickle her all the way out of her business attire in exchange to be his personal traveling secretary. She loved this session because of the way he tickled and teased her and loved the authority aspect as it reminded her of when her husband’s former boss tickled tortured her last summer. The sexy twins had a session with her and mostly focused on her feet in a cheerleader scenario. The three girls dressed in sexy cheerleader uniforms while Jennifer and Jessica tickled Erin senseless until she confessed on giving up the other team’s secrets for gameday. Erin vowed to have ticklish revenge on them since she found out they were extremely ticklish too. That was her last session before her break which was fueling her desire for a sports filled weekend with her friends.
Erin had been making some great money doing this in addition to her “real” full time job. She did about 10 sessions per weekend since she was off Friday through Sunday for the past two months and got tipped very well by clients in addition to her normal hourly rate. Erin would already see a raise starting in June since she was booked solid for the rest of the summer and even all the way into September with her only other breaks coming 4th of July weekend and Labor Day weekend. Clients were foaming at the mouth for a chance to tickle Erin based on her videos plus the live events at the mansion. Erin had another fun weekend already planned for 4th of July with the same group of friends but there would be a lot more of them this time. There was only going to be four girls on this particular trip with the other three already living in the city and were going to pick her up. They picked Erin up with no delays or issues on Friday and enjoyed their first night together since they haven’t seen each other in a while. Erin was excited about the game tomorrow since she loved rubbing it in to her friends that her team had a history of success while their team had a long history of failure.
Erin and the other girls arrived at the stadium the next afternoon on a gorgeous day. It was right around 70 degrees so not too hot and not too hold for the girls to look good. The other three girls were supporting the home team but Erin came in decked out in support of her team in the most fanatical and sexiest way possible. Erin wore a custom made jersey which was tight and showed off her great rack and fit more like a tank to than a jersey and was only held together by five measly buttons. Erin had the last two unbuttoned which was enough to shower her lower belly and belly button. She had short and tight shorts that said “great catch” on the butt so it was baseball themed. She was wearing baseball socks in her team colors that went up to her knees and her tennis shoes had team shoelaces on them and a cap. She was also sporting her team on her bra and underwear although nobody could see that at this point. Basically she was looking like the sexiest baseball player anyone has ever seen and her friends were dressed pretty similar too but Erin was clearly the hottest one of the group.
They got there a couple hours early to do some tailgating as this place was known for that. It was essentially one huge open parking lot that people could bring some extravagant tailgating material. It had a history of getting pretty rowdy there since it was hard to police everybody at once and people would just go to the site and not even go into the stadium. Erin was looking forward to this as well as the game since there would be several huge parties going on in this area and she could rub in her team’s success against more opposing fans even before the game started. The girls ended up parking next to this huge RV that was all decked out with tailgating favorites. Her friends told her this was one of the better tailgating parties and were fortunate to find a parking spot close to it. Erin and her friends were having a good time and Erin was being introduced to some of her friends’ local friends from the area. Erin was getting a little tipsy and playfully insulted each fan and the opposing team. Erin was now going from tipsy to buzzed and really starting to hammer the other team and their fans while they were all drinking and playing some washers when she suddenly felt something. A guy grabbed each of her ass cheeks and said “great catch” mocking her short shorts which made Erin shriek and nearly jump out of her skin in a ticklish reaction and actually spilled her beer on him.
It was actually the guy that owned the giant RV who playfully said to her “you are a cute little troublemaker” putting his hand on her bare waist which almost made Erin jump out of ticklishness again but instead she said “a fan like yourself hasn’t earned the right to get a handful of this” as she put her hands on her hips and gave her butt a little shake and proceeded to go the RV take out her lipstick and draw her team’s logo on it. Erin was questioning herself as she was doing this anticipating a harsh reaction but was buzzed enough at this point do not regret her decision. The RV owner looked and laughed slightly saying “honey you just made the biggest mistake of your life.....we’re going to make you switch teams now.” Erin wasn’t sure what he meant by we but suddenly several opposing fans cornered her by the RV and grabbed her. She kicked and thrashed wildly but they were able to hold her by her arms and legs and carry her to the other side of the RV where less partying was going on but saw some kind of table before she was placed on it. The owner of the RV said “this is my little canvass where take pretty girls like yourself and convert them to our side” and Erin overheard the guy saying he volunteered at a Renaissance Fair in town which made Erin think of another conversation she had with one of her clients. Erin had learned that they tickle people especially hot women at these renfaires but didn’t know much about them but she was currently being strapped down in one of their bondage devices. She felt her ankles being clamped down in a set of stocks with her legs being stretched far and wide and her kneecaps strapped down. She kicked as much as she could but with no success and then tried to fight with her arms as they were being stretched straight up over her head. They managed to locked in her wrists and elbows so she had very limited upperbody movement as well. It was a familiar position for Erin but an unusual situation.
Erin smirked “there is no way you can convince me to cheer for you guys today” as some people were no flocking to the newest event of the tailgate party. The RV owner told her “well we were going to use this to play drinking games but since you made that art on my car maybe we should give you some of our team’s art.” Erin had lost her hat in the process and now felt something new going on her head. Suddenly she could no longer see and heard somebody say “hope you enjoy your new headband” and Erin did notice that it was her most hated team’s colors and logo before all she saw was darkness with very little sunlight coming through. Most of Erin’s ticklish spots were now exposed including her bare underarms and most of her bare belly all the way up to her ribs just under her breasts. Her legs and thighs were there for the taking as well with the exception of her kneecaps and the back of her knees. She was thankful her shoes were still on so she assumed this angry and drunk crowd wouldn’t tickle torture the helpless fan from a rival city.
Erin heard the RV owner then say “last chance to admit our team is better” which made Erin smirk again “no way you assholes can do whatever you want to me but I’ll never give in and say that” which drew some responses from the building crowd. She then heard the guy ask people if they wanted to either draw or write something on this hot girl’s body and to line up and will go one at a time and Erin heard a lot of people wanting to do so. Erin was now getting a little nervous and anxious of what was going to happen. The RV guy said he was going to start things off to show how it was done and whispered to Erin explaining what was going to happen “we aren’t actually going to write or draw on you but just going to use our fingers and other materials and you have to guess what it is or what it says and we will only write or draw it on you if you guess correctly.” Before Erin could plead her case he was already telling the other people the rules. She finally understood what was going to happen. They would write things like her team sucks and draw things like the opposing team logo and she would have to say and acknowledge it. Not only did Erin want to say things like that, but she wondered if it would tickle making her laugh uncontrollably thus unable to say anything. Erin lay there helplessly awaiting for the first touch to see if she could win this game and potentially try to control her unbearably ticklish body at the hands of these people.
Erin felt the first traces around her belly button and it immediately induced a high pitch ticklish squeal. Erin couldn’t tell if it was a fingernail, feather or pen or what but all she knew was that it tickled like crazy. The audience chuckled and the RV owner said “well this should be even more fun than we thought....our little superfan is tickle ticklish ticklicious” and he continued his slow methodical tickle torture on her sexy tummy and belly button. Erin laughed even louder each time he said the word “tickle” or when he would tease her by asking what he was writing on her. Erin was laughing uncontrollably and was in no position to be able to figure it out as he was now using both hands and fingers to pretend to write and draw stuff on her bare sensitive sides. Erin’s laughter was getting more desperate now and she finally got out her first begging words “I don’t know what it says just PLEASE STOP” and went right back to ticklish squealing and laughter. He joked with her that it wasn’t the right answer and that maybe he should type the answer and began poking and spider tickling her ribs on either side. Erin wailed and howled with each touch of his fluttering fingers on her ribs once again not being able to communicate any audible words during her tickle torture. After a minute or so of this he rapidly alternated tickling her different ways on her midsection from the light traces and scratches around her lower belly and belly button, lobster clawing and wigging his fingers into her sides, and finally poking and prodding in and around her rib cage sending Erin into ticklish hysterics the entire time.
Erin had no idea what he was trying to write or draw so he told her maybe she could figure it out if he tried a different part of her body. Erin was giggling now trying to calm down from her all out laughter as she felt him shuffling around her legs, thighs and hips. He offered a truce saying he would let her go if she just admitted that her team sucked. Erin still giggling softly said “you will never make me say that” which made the guy respond “we’ll see about that.” And then he started on her again lightly tracing around one of her hips with his finger and poking some kind of pattern on her other hip which made Erin squeal and shriek with ticklish delight. Erin was extremely ticklish there but really liked when her husband nibbled around that spot so Erin was having mixed reactions of tickle torture and enjoyable squeals. The RV guy seemed to notice and teased her “oh I think our ticklish little hottie likes this” and started doing the same thing on her inner thighs lightly tracing with one hand and poking and wiggling the other which drove Erin crazy. Erin had a loud desperate laughter going again from this new tickling scheme and hearing him chant “tickle tickle tickle” and “kitchy kitchy koo” over and over was making the ticklish sensations much more effective. Erin was then doomed because he started blowing raspberries on her belly and nibbling on her ribs, sides and hips while using his hands to continue the ticklish assault on her inner thighs. Erin was thrashing around as best as she could now in a state of silent laughter trying to do anything to get away. The guy did this for about another minute before stopping allowing Erin to catch her breath and let out her laughter and giggles.
The RV owner said “sorry I was erasing my work from before on your ticklish body” which made Erin laugh again and say “you’re gonna have to do better than that to get me to confess.” The audience groaned and taunted Erin and her tickle tormentor vowed to the crowd that he would get either get the confession or get her to tell him what he was writing or drawing. Erin was still unable to see but knew he was by her face now since he whispered to her “this will be your last opportunity before I turn you over to these rabid tickle hungry fans” making Erin giggle as she could feel his wiggling fingers and hands were close to her ticklish body again. Erin called out for her friends for help and she heard their voices say things like “we warned you” and “you kinda deserve this” and “just become a fan of our team and it will be all over” as they all laughed at her predicament. Erin was trying to pull her arms down vigorously as she felt his hands resting on her elbows knowing her ticklish underarms were his next target. He teased her again saying “should I write, draw or type what I want you to say?” Erin was giggling already as his hands were inching closer to her ticklish armpits. She could not respond because she was giggling so much blindly awaiting the ticklish sensation especially when he said “either way I wonder if the tickle monster will tickle this ticklish tickle hottie” making her giggles escalate each time she heard the word “tickle” come out of his mouth.
He again started lightly tracing in her bare hallows very lightly with each index finger causing a symphony of high pitched giggles and squeals out of Erin. She had no idea what he was drawing or writing she only felt the incredible ticklish sensations building in her armpits. She still couldn’t see but knew his face was close to hers since he kept teasing her throughout this slow and methodical tickle torture. He kept asking her if she was ready to change sides but Erin could not respond as she had an ear to ear smile with her sweet laughter pouring out of her mouth. He continued to tickle her but now said “maybe you can figure it out if I type it out in Morse code” and quickly switched from lightly dragging his fingers in her underarms to lightly poking her. It had the same ticklish effect on Erin but this time she was letting out some high pitched shrieks in between her constant giggling and laughter. This was always torture for Erin when someone either lightly or softly tickled her especially when they would build up to an all out tickling onslaught. The RV guy was starting to do so increasing the pressure and frequency of his little pokes. He also increased his fingers one at a time gradually and Erin’s laughter gradually became more wild and desperate as he did this. A few minutes had passed before he finally wiggled all his fingers frantically in her armpits. Erin was losing it at this point now after being tickled for a solid amount of time on nearly her whole body. He teased her saying he had to get rid of the evidence and it was almost gone and Erin finally got some words out begging him to stop which mercifully did after about 10 more seconds.
Erin was a ticklish mess now after this new style of torture for her. He took the headband off her and had a defeated look in her eyes but was still not going to give into his request. He then told her since she didn’t cooperate that he was going to give some other people a chance to tickle it out of her. Several other guys got the chance to make their mark on the ticklish hot body but none of them were as skilled as the first guy. Erin cackled like a ticklish lunatic for all of them because she was so ticklish but still wasn’t going to give in. Some people used tools as writing tools like stiff feathers which always got her skin more sensitive and ticklish from all of her sessions. Erin was on the brink now after all this and her heart sank when she heard someone say “try her feet” that started a stir in the audience. Erin was trying to throw them off guard saying her feet weren’t even ticklish anyway but once people started taking her shoes off the jig was up. Erin was frantically trying to keep her shoes on but people got them off with little resistance leaving Erin in her long team baseball socks. There was just enough space between her socks and the stocks that they could slowly be peeled off her feet. Her socks were being slid off inch by inch and getting ever so closer to be lifted over her heels. Erin was giggling between begs now telling them it was waste of time but her giggles were saying otherwise.
As both of her socks cleared the heels and started going up the arches, Erin got a little more desperate trying to wiggle her feet or scrunch her toes doing anything to keep her socks. Erin was shrieking now saying that she wanted to keep her team apparel since they already took her hat and shoes which had custom team shoelaces on it. The socks now just needed to get past the toes and Erin held strong for a while but Erin caved when the RV guy blew a big raspberry on her belly popping the socks right off and having the cool air touch her bare sensitive feet. The stocks were even equipped with little toe strings that didn’t constrict or cover them but was enough to keep her from scrunching her toes but still enough room to tickle those little piggies. Somebody even noticed her toenail polish was the color of her favorite baseball team. The RV guy showed Erin all the pens and markers and were told they were going to redecorate her feet unless she disowned her team. Erin wiggled her feet and toes and said “you better draw my team’s logo” making the guy shrug and say “can’t promise that.” Erin saw people gather around her feet with the materials but not for long as the opposing team’s headband was put back over her eyes making the anticipation torturous for the ticklish beauty. However, Erin would soon the feel the tickle torturous sensation on her pretty sensitive bare feet.
Erin howled in laughter as she started feeling people write on and between her toes. She then felt tracing all over her arches and balls of her feet. She tried to wiggle away but Erin’s feet and toes had become artwork at this point. Erin’s toes would soon spell out the opposing team while the others completed the outline of their team’s logo on each of her feet. Erin was hysterically laughing and demanding that they let her go. He pinched her legs and hips and said “we’re almost done tickle slave” and Erin let out a loud giggle from the teasing and quick tickle. They got all the colors out necessary and started filing in the design on her bare feet essentially tickling her all over from her heels to her arches and to the space just under her ticklish toes. Erin wailed away helplessly and cackled like a wild animal finishing up their team’s logo. Erin had a little sweat going and tears streaming down her face from the incredible ticklish sensations and also the fact these guys tickled her while taking away her dignity as a fan of her team. Erin then said with some tears and whimpers that she wanted to be let go or have that stuff removed from her feet. Erin would regret saying that as the RV guy agreed to take it off now getting materials like hairbrushes, electric toothbrushes and pedicure scrubs. Erin still couldn’t see but was about to feel surprised that they were going to listen but it would be at the expense of her ticklish feet.
Erin started to feel the familiar scrubs of a pedicure and burst into desperate cackling laughter. She could barely hear the teasing over her own laughter but heard the guy say “you wanted us to take everything off so here we go” as Erin’s laughter increased in intensity hearing this and feeling the tortuous ticklish sensations travel throughout her body with her sensitive bare feet as the starting point. They were scrubbing her feet at the same time which usually doesn’t happen during a pedicure doubling the ticklishness of the hottie. Erin was babbling like a crazy person in between her hysterical laughter trying to get them to stop but it was no use. It felt like the longest pedicure of Erin’s life as they scrubbed away for several minutes. They were using lotion too increasing the sensitivity in her already incredibly ticklish feet. Erin felt the tickling stop and prayed they got everything off her feet and toes but she soon heard the buzzing of electric toothbrushes. She then heard the words “we have to get everything of your toes too” and Erin instantly felt the bristles on what seemed simultaneous on all of her toes once again driving her wild. Erin’s high pitched squeals returned in between her roaring laughter especially when they occasionally went in between her toes. To add to the ticklish torture, Erin started feeling hairbrushes lightly going across the rest of her feet. Erin was now in a state of horrible silent laughter hoping at this point she would pass out to save herself from the ticklish sensations and the embarrassment of being tickled by all these opposing fans. Since she was no longer laughing outloud, she did manage to hear one of her friends yell “ok you got it all leave her alone” and everybody stopped.
Erin caught her breath and giggled like a mental patient still feeling the ticklish sensations even though everyone completely stopped. She was involuntarily bucking and jerking since the ticklishness was traveling throughout her sensitive body. Erin had been tickled to this point basically in every one of her private sessions over the past two months but this was in front of a large group of people who didn’t know about her tickling secret. Erin was being let out of her bonds much to the dismay of the opposing fans but much to the insistence of her friends. Erin was out now and removed her headband so she could see and demanded for her shoes and socks. Erin examined her feet and everything was removed making her wonder if they actually wrote or drew anything on her feet. The RV guy told her to look at her phone since they took some pictures with it and told her to enjoy the game. Erin was pissed but that adrenaline rush was coming back as she got fully dressed and started walking toward the stadium with her friends. She looked back at the guy and the RV and another girl around his arm as she was on a fine line of loving or hating her most recent public tickle torture experience. Erin got to the stadium and realized she didn’t have her hat but her friends said they would get it after the game.
Erin looked through the pictures on her phone seeing her ticklish anguish on camera. The adrenaline rush was building again inside Erin as she looked through everything from the tickle torture of her armpits, stomach, legs and feet. She noticed that they really did write and draw on her feet which almost made Erin giggle out loud but she managed to hold it in. She even went to the bathroom to watch some videos they took on her phone in private just before the game started. Erin and her husband would frequently watch her videos of being tickle tortured and it always turned it on and they even used it as foreplay and that same feeling was building inside Erin as she watched herself be tickle tortured by several strange guys. She noticed that a woman who was presumably with the RV guy was doing a lot of the tickling as well which made her about the twins and their extreme talent as feet ticklers. Erin came back to watch the game with her friends and was feeling great now not just from the experience. Her team was dominating early and Erin was loving it. She was getting a little buzzed again the game with her friends who were also having fun even though their team was losing. Erin was getting a little argumentative and belligerent with some guys behind them ripping on them and their team. However, things got interesting for Erin when the opposing team hit a grand slam cutting the lead down to two runs and the guys behind her got a little rowdy and one of them grabbed her ass cheeks and said “great catch” just like the RV guy did before. Erin almost jumped out of her skin again but this time she deliberately threw her beer at the guys screaming “we’re still winning assholes.”
This led to a heated argument and Erin actually being tossed from the game. Her friends walked with her to the exit but it was only the fifth inning about halfway through the game. Erin apologized profusely to them and convinced them to stay and she would just go back to the car and hang out. There were some other fans of her team close to their car that were just tailgating so she wasn’t too worried about it. They all agreed they would just meet up after the game. However, Erin’s real plan was to get her hat back and was even hoping in the back of her mind to be tickled again by the couple in the Fan RV. It was a long walk back to the car but Erin went to the RV first. There was a group four guys and one girl watching the game in the RV and they all recognized Erin. She told them that she got kicked out and why but she said she wanted her hat back. The owner of the RV told her she would give it back if they won and warned her that her team was only up by one now in the 7th inning. Erin wanted to talk to him in private and got him to come out without any of the others noticing. Erin asked “do you know who I am?” and the guy immediately replied “yes.” Erin was shocked at the quick response but he began to tell her that he bought all her videos and was a huge fan and put a plan in motion immediately to tickle her the instant he saw her. Erin teased with him “you know nobody gets to tickle me anymore for free” and the guy said he had a proposition for her to discuss with her bosses.
He had all this bondage equipment because he was trying to start up a traveling Renaissance Fair and a big feature of this would be the stocks and other bondage and tickling equipment. He showed her some videos and pictures of the Canelli Renfaire in Italy with focus on girls being kidnapped and tickled which would draw big crowds. Obviously it would be one part of an entire Renfaire but he appeared most excited about the tickle torture aspect of it. He also told her one way to make money of this part of the event would be to have the audience pay to tickle the captives as well and Erin could potentially get a cut of this along with a general percentage of the profits made from the entire event. Erin showed interest in being one of the girls tickled although they would attempt to “kidnap” girls who were visiting the Renfaire too. He also told her the people inside were doing most of the tickle torture on her earlier and they would be his business partners. Erin went inside and met with all of them and talked over more details. Erin said she would run everything by her bosses to see if it was all good. Erin thought about her tickle torture experience last Halloween and wondered if her husband knew about events like this since was mercilessly tickle tortured by the Halloween crew. Erin talked a little more and threw out another challenge saying if her team wins that she would get her hat back and guarantee that she would participate in this new business venture but if her team lost then they could tickle her again but did not guarantee her participation in the event. Everyone thought it was a win-win situation since they would get to tickle her either way.
It was the top of the 8th and Erin’s team was still winning but they wanted to tie her up just in case she lost and tried to escape. Erin did try to run away but one guy grabbed her just outside the RV threw her over his shoulder and with the help of the other guys got her in the car. Erin was placed on a small futon and could already see where the bondage was going. She thought in her head as she was struggling to get away that she would be laid out with her hands tied overhead by the headrests near the futon with her legs being spread wide and ankles clamped down in the headrest by the front seat. Or at least Erin was wondering if she would be bound this way. Erin had become into bondage almost just as much into tickling during her short stint as a tickle torture model thus far. Erin had been bound and tickled in many different ways so far but this one would be a new experience. She wanted to keep it interesting and struggle as hard as she could to get away. She even saw her hat and made a grab for it before being pinned down on her upperbody but she was still kicking her legs furiously trying to get away.
This made one of the guys say “damn this bitch has some strong legs I’m going to get her shoes off” and proceeded to pop one off while struggling with the other one. Erin was thrashing saying “don’t take my shoes off” trying to kick away. Erin struggled hard and her pleas were now muffled as one of them put a hand over her mouth. They got her second shoe off and pinned her legs in the middle of the console with two guys in the driver and passenger seat while the other two were in the back trying to keep her still. The driver said “why don’t you listen to the rest of the game with us?” so he turned on the car to get the radio going plus got the AC going since it was getting a little stuffy from all the struggling. Erin got the news that it was now only a one run game prompting the passenger seat guy to say “let’s make a deal.” They made a deal with her they would take an article of clothing for any other runs they scored. Erin was still struggling so they were getting tired of that. The two guys up front were able to get her ankles through the headrest and then clamped them down so she could no longer kick. The other two guys used several rally towels from the game to tie her wrists to the headrests of the folded down backseat turned into a futon putting her in a familiar position.
Erin’s legs were spread wide and secured at the ankles with her knees bent and unable to move and her wrists were locked in place with her arms just high enough to have her ticklish underarms exposed and leaving her ticklish midsection fully exposed. She could feel their eyes undressing her and looking at her sexy body up and down especially now with a better view of her ass in those short and skimpy shorts and her tits almost nearly popping out of her tight jersey. Erin wasn’t in pain and was comfortable especially after all her bondage experience but she was worried being in a strange town where nobody really knew where she was in the back of some car in a virtually abandoned parking garage with four guys out for revenge and her all her ticklish spots exposed. Things went from bad to worse for Erin when the opposing team hit a two run homer giving them the lead in the bottom of the 8th inning causing a big celebration in the car. The guys up front talked it over and told her “we’ll be nice and start out by only taking off your team socks but if we win then you may have to lose more clothing.” Erin begged them not to take anything off her and started frantically apologizing for bashing their team but they were already starting to remove her long socks.
Erin did everything in her power not to laugh as the familiar ticklish sensations were already starting to form. She eventually gave in and let them take her socks off and really concentrated on not laughing even as they were wrapping her ankles in her own socks before clamping the headrest back down in order to lock her down even more effectively. She heard one guy say “we don’t want to hurt you but want to make you feel silly for being a fan of the wrong team” as Erin bit her lip closed her eyes trying to conceal her ticklish reactions even though they weren’t doing anything to tickle her. However, she heard the driver say “you still have your team color lint from your socks on your bare feet so we better pick that off” and then Erin felt each guy in the front seat start picking the small pieces of lint off her bare feet on at a time. Once they started picking from her arches and her toes at the same time Erin lost all control. She blurted out a ridiculous amount of laughter screaming “stop tickling me” even though they were barely touching her feet. This of course made them actually want to tickle her more so one said “we won’t stop until the 9th inning starts” and it was the longest time in between innings of Erin’s life. The two guys had a free-for-all on her sensitive feet wiggling their fingers scratching and gliding all over her ticklish bare feet. They tickled her feet relentlessly for those couple minutes before the game came back on causing her to laugh helplessly. They teased her saying “just become a fan of our team and we’ll stop” which made Erin squeal “never” in between bouts wild laughter. The game returned so they all stopped to listen and Erin was still giggling trying to catch her breath. They made a new deal with her saying “looks like you only got three buttons keeping you in place and for every out this inning you lose a button so you better hope your team can come back or your jersey is next to go.”
They teased her throughout the inning saying “no wonder why you didn’t want your socks off these ticklish bare feet.” They got the first two outs right away so she only had one button left protecting her ticklish upperbody. One of the backseat guys did notice during the game and said “we already know your ticklish up here from earlier and we only got one out to go before you’re dead meat.” However, her team rallied and got the bases loaded before they made a pitching change which made the front seat guys frantically tickle her bare feet again during the commercial break. Erin thought they were great ticklers and was shocked at her reactions of being tickled outside of work. They made sure to tickle her everywhere for those couple minutes paying attention to her toes and arches but as well as the tops and side of her feet. Erin wiggled her feet and toes to try and get away from all ten fingers but there was nowhere to go. Erin was wailing away in laughter now and was still maintaining her team pride even though they continually teased her trying to get her to admit that their team was better. Erin laughed desperately but fought hard to give them what they wanted. The game came back on so they stopped again but she couldn’t hear the at bat over her giggling as the sensations were shooting throughout her body starting from her poor ticklish feet. The first words she heard on the radio were “he struck him out” and Erin knew the game was over as the guys quickly unbuttoned her last jersey button showing off her sexy body.
The guys were pleased despite her team bra but joked that they would tickle that off her too. One guy started wiggling his fingers in the air over her bare stomach and bare underarms while the other guy did the same thing wiggling his fingers by her legs, knees and ass. Erin was in hysterics already begging that she would do anything. They asked her again to admit her team was inferior and Erin giggled and squealed even louder saying “no your team sucks” laughing as she said it assuming the tickles would now come for sure. And they did with a vengeance. One guy immediately started tickling her underarms making Erin let out a high pitch laughter and desperately trying to pull her arms down to block the tickling but with no success. He quickly moved up and down from her stomach, ribs, sides and back to her armpits again. This guy was incredible tickler too getting every ticklish spot on her sexy upperbody. Erin occasionally felt one finger glide from her toes to her heels throughout this torture which made her squeal louder each time. He went to work on her legs switched between squeezing her thighs and hips to poking around the back of her knees and legs which was equally effective. He teased “somebody is tickle crazy” making Erin wail away even more desperately because she knew it was true. Erin couldn’t believe these fans were pushing her to this point. She was on a fine line between admitting their team was better and playing along and not giving in to let the tickle torture continue. The girl then said “I want a turn in private before everybody comes out” as she could see in the distance people were coming out of the stadium. She asked the guy’s to remove Erin’s jersey and shorts the best they could because she wanted to tickle Erin in her underwear. They did so and quickly noticed she was sporting her team with her panties as well as her bra prompting the devilish woman to say “this is going to be fun.”
The woman tickled her everywhere with her deliciously ticklish fingers and nails. Erin crazily cackled the whole time thinking this woman may have been one of the best ticklers of the day. She teased her feet and toes before ferociously digging into them with all ten fingers first. She repeated a similar process with the rest of her ticklish body including her legs and inner thighs. She then launched a ticklish assault all over her midsection grazing her belly button, clawing her sides and poking and pinching her ribs with at times using all ten fingers too. She finished off in Erin’s armpits leaning in close to Erin teasing her as mercilessly tickled the helpless beauty into oblivion. Erin didn’t think she could take much more but heard the girl whisper over her incessant giggling “I’ll give your hat back if you let me tickle what’s still protecting this sexy body” gliding her tongue over Erin’s neck and ear as she said it. Erin squealed in delight giving her the ok to do that as goosebumps formed over her shivering and shuddering near naked sensitive body. The woman lifted Erin’s bra up exposing her perfect bare tits and slid her panties down enough so she could see her bare womanhood and a little glimpse of her bare ass.
She told Erin that she was going to enjoy this as much as her and tickling the back of her thighs and mixing it in with tickle squeezing her ass which had been happened a couple times during the day already. Erin let out several high pitched squeals during this torture and was eagerly awaiting for her newest bare spots to be tickled. She didn’t wait long before groping and tickling her bare breasts and nipples. Erin bucked furiously while she howled in moaning laughter as this woman exploited this ticklish and sensitive area. Erin had not been tickled by a woman this way very often if ever and was savoring the moment. It tickled like crazy but Erin was beginning to enjoy herself as a fellow woman knew exactly what she wanted. She then leaned in with her lips close to her left nipple while her left hand rested on her right nipple and slowly spider tickled down her body toward her vagina with her right hand. Then suddenly all at once she hit all of Erin’s tickle spots. She danced her fingers on one of her breasts and rock hard nipples while licking, kissing and sucking on her other breasts and now fully erect nipple. Her right was ever so lightly tickling her aching pussy. Erin could no longer fight it after being tickled several times all day and she let it go. It was a similar feeling when her husband tickled her to orgasm and this woman knew how to take care of her. Erin laid there for a couple minutes while she untied her in ticklish ecstasy almost in disbelief of what just happened. Erin got dressed and the woman gave her hat saying “hope to see you around again” and Erin got out of the RV. She saw the guys waiting outside and the RV must have been soundproof with everything shut because they asked her how it was obviously not hearing her ticklish delight inside. Erin played it cool saying “maybe we’ll see each other again” and started walking to the car which was not far away.
Erin met up with her friends at the car just in time as they were arriving. They commented that Erin got her hat back but did not share about how she got it back. Erin had a fun rest of the weekend with her friends and went on like nothing happened. Erin decided to keep all the photos and videos of her tickle torture but would not share the experience with her husband or bosses at least right away. She did plan on talking to them about the Renfaire idea and would say that she met a fan of her work while she was away and the two discussed the idea. She wouldn’t mention the ticklish persuasion but Erin would certainly remember it. Her friends dropped her off the airport on the way home and Erin was going through security. She couldn’t believe her luck as she was pulled aside for a patdown and let out a great big belly laugh as the security guard ran his hands up her sides and under her arms. People were chuckling all around and Erin told the guy “sorry I’m just too ticklish for airport security” and walked away toward her gate. Erin’s husband picked her up from the airport and they went home and talked about their respective weekends. He asked her if she enjoyed her most recent ticklish adventure and proceeded to show her pictures on his phone. It turned out her friends sent him several pictures and videos of his wife being tickle tortured. Erin laughed and said that she was going to surprise him later in bed with those photos and videos. However, her husband said he had a surprise of his own. They watched some of the videos he edited of her being tickled by clients over the past weekend. Erin loved watching this with her husband and the night ended the same way it always did when they watched videos of his wife being tickle tortured.
The End
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It was Memorial Day weekend and Erin was getting a few days off from her nurse job as well as her new job as a tickle torture submissive to meet up with some friends from college. Erin loved going to sports games and was taking about an hour plane flight to meet up with some girls from all over the country to hang for a weekend and they would also go to a baseball game. Erin’s hometown team was playing so she was excited to see what it would be like to be a fan of the road team. Erin was a fanatic about baseball and some hockey but not as much with other sports. However, she would always try to get herself in a ticklish situation when her husband and his friends had football watching parties at their house. It had been a long time since the last time Erin was tickled at one of those parties since she was so busy especially recently with her second career that she was looking forward to a weekend away. Erin’s husband had to stay back and work on some videos for clients that actually tickle tortured his beautiful and ticklish wife.
He dropped her off the airport and told her to have a good time without too much knowledge of what the girls had planned. He knew they would be going to ball game but didn’t know much beyond that. Erin got through airport security but overheard a woman’s laughter and saw she was being patted down. The woman exclaimed “that tickles” during the pat down making Erin she would have been in that situation. She always wondered if it really did tickle to get patted down at the airport. This got Erin to thinking during her short flight over the past two months in her new role. She had been tickle tortured in many different fantasies and scenarios over the time period after the Tickle Hunt and was amazed on the realism and accuracy of everything. Don and Carmella’s mansion had all kinds of bondage equipment, tickling devices and rooms to make any fantasy come true. Erin reminisced about her favorite upperbody scenario which was with a man and her favorite foot tickling experience with two women which were a couple of many private sessions.
Erin fulfilled a boss/secretary fantasy where this powerful and wealthy man started by tickling her nylon clad feet while she pretended to be on a conference call. However, her “boss” got mad when she laughed and ruined the relationship with the fake client to tickle her all the way out of her business attire in exchange to be his personal traveling secretary. She loved this session because of the way he tickled and teased her and loved the authority aspect as it reminded her of when her husband’s former boss tickled tortured her last summer. The sexy twins had a session with her and mostly focused on her feet in a cheerleader scenario. The three girls dressed in sexy cheerleader uniforms while Jennifer and Jessica tickled Erin senseless until she confessed on giving up the other team’s secrets for gameday. Erin vowed to have ticklish revenge on them since she found out they were extremely ticklish too. That was her last session before her break which was fueling her desire for a sports filled weekend with her friends.
Erin had been making some great money doing this in addition to her “real” full time job. She did about 10 sessions per weekend since she was off Friday through Sunday for the past two months and got tipped very well by clients in addition to her normal hourly rate. Erin would already see a raise starting in June since she was booked solid for the rest of the summer and even all the way into September with her only other breaks coming 4th of July weekend and Labor Day weekend. Clients were foaming at the mouth for a chance to tickle Erin based on her videos plus the live events at the mansion. Erin had another fun weekend already planned for 4th of July with the same group of friends but there would be a lot more of them this time. There was only going to be four girls on this particular trip with the other three already living in the city and were going to pick her up. They picked Erin up with no delays or issues on Friday and enjoyed their first night together since they haven’t seen each other in a while. Erin was excited about the game tomorrow since she loved rubbing it in to her friends that her team had a history of success while their team had a long history of failure.
Erin and the other girls arrived at the stadium the next afternoon on a gorgeous day. It was right around 70 degrees so not too hot and not too hold for the girls to look good. The other three girls were supporting the home team but Erin came in decked out in support of her team in the most fanatical and sexiest way possible. Erin wore a custom made jersey which was tight and showed off her great rack and fit more like a tank to than a jersey and was only held together by five measly buttons. Erin had the last two unbuttoned which was enough to shower her lower belly and belly button. She had short and tight shorts that said “great catch” on the butt so it was baseball themed. She was wearing baseball socks in her team colors that went up to her knees and her tennis shoes had team shoelaces on them and a cap. She was also sporting her team on her bra and underwear although nobody could see that at this point. Basically she was looking like the sexiest baseball player anyone has ever seen and her friends were dressed pretty similar too but Erin was clearly the hottest one of the group.
They got there a couple hours early to do some tailgating as this place was known for that. It was essentially one huge open parking lot that people could bring some extravagant tailgating material. It had a history of getting pretty rowdy there since it was hard to police everybody at once and people would just go to the site and not even go into the stadium. Erin was looking forward to this as well as the game since there would be several huge parties going on in this area and she could rub in her team’s success against more opposing fans even before the game started. The girls ended up parking next to this huge RV that was all decked out with tailgating favorites. Her friends told her this was one of the better tailgating parties and were fortunate to find a parking spot close to it. Erin and her friends were having a good time and Erin was being introduced to some of her friends’ local friends from the area. Erin was getting a little tipsy and playfully insulted each fan and the opposing team. Erin was now going from tipsy to buzzed and really starting to hammer the other team and their fans while they were all drinking and playing some washers when she suddenly felt something. A guy grabbed each of her ass cheeks and said “great catch” mocking her short shorts which made Erin shriek and nearly jump out of her skin in a ticklish reaction and actually spilled her beer on him.
It was actually the guy that owned the giant RV who playfully said to her “you are a cute little troublemaker” putting his hand on her bare waist which almost made Erin jump out of ticklishness again but instead she said “a fan like yourself hasn’t earned the right to get a handful of this” as she put her hands on her hips and gave her butt a little shake and proceeded to go the RV take out her lipstick and draw her team’s logo on it. Erin was questioning herself as she was doing this anticipating a harsh reaction but was buzzed enough at this point do not regret her decision. The RV owner looked and laughed slightly saying “honey you just made the biggest mistake of your life.....we’re going to make you switch teams now.” Erin wasn’t sure what he meant by we but suddenly several opposing fans cornered her by the RV and grabbed her. She kicked and thrashed wildly but they were able to hold her by her arms and legs and carry her to the other side of the RV where less partying was going on but saw some kind of table before she was placed on it. The owner of the RV said “this is my little canvass where take pretty girls like yourself and convert them to our side” and Erin overheard the guy saying he volunteered at a Renaissance Fair in town which made Erin think of another conversation she had with one of her clients. Erin had learned that they tickle people especially hot women at these renfaires but didn’t know much about them but she was currently being strapped down in one of their bondage devices. She felt her ankles being clamped down in a set of stocks with her legs being stretched far and wide and her kneecaps strapped down. She kicked as much as she could but with no success and then tried to fight with her arms as they were being stretched straight up over her head. They managed to locked in her wrists and elbows so she had very limited upperbody movement as well. It was a familiar position for Erin but an unusual situation.
Erin smirked “there is no way you can convince me to cheer for you guys today” as some people were no flocking to the newest event of the tailgate party. The RV owner told her “well we were going to use this to play drinking games but since you made that art on my car maybe we should give you some of our team’s art.” Erin had lost her hat in the process and now felt something new going on her head. Suddenly she could no longer see and heard somebody say “hope you enjoy your new headband” and Erin did notice that it was her most hated team’s colors and logo before all she saw was darkness with very little sunlight coming through. Most of Erin’s ticklish spots were now exposed including her bare underarms and most of her bare belly all the way up to her ribs just under her breasts. Her legs and thighs were there for the taking as well with the exception of her kneecaps and the back of her knees. She was thankful her shoes were still on so she assumed this angry and drunk crowd wouldn’t tickle torture the helpless fan from a rival city.
Erin heard the RV owner then say “last chance to admit our team is better” which made Erin smirk again “no way you assholes can do whatever you want to me but I’ll never give in and say that” which drew some responses from the building crowd. She then heard the guy ask people if they wanted to either draw or write something on this hot girl’s body and to line up and will go one at a time and Erin heard a lot of people wanting to do so. Erin was now getting a little nervous and anxious of what was going to happen. The RV guy said he was going to start things off to show how it was done and whispered to Erin explaining what was going to happen “we aren’t actually going to write or draw on you but just going to use our fingers and other materials and you have to guess what it is or what it says and we will only write or draw it on you if you guess correctly.” Before Erin could plead her case he was already telling the other people the rules. She finally understood what was going to happen. They would write things like her team sucks and draw things like the opposing team logo and she would have to say and acknowledge it. Not only did Erin want to say things like that, but she wondered if it would tickle making her laugh uncontrollably thus unable to say anything. Erin lay there helplessly awaiting for the first touch to see if she could win this game and potentially try to control her unbearably ticklish body at the hands of these people.
Erin felt the first traces around her belly button and it immediately induced a high pitch ticklish squeal. Erin couldn’t tell if it was a fingernail, feather or pen or what but all she knew was that it tickled like crazy. The audience chuckled and the RV owner said “well this should be even more fun than we thought....our little superfan is tickle ticklish ticklicious” and he continued his slow methodical tickle torture on her sexy tummy and belly button. Erin laughed even louder each time he said the word “tickle” or when he would tease her by asking what he was writing on her. Erin was laughing uncontrollably and was in no position to be able to figure it out as he was now using both hands and fingers to pretend to write and draw stuff on her bare sensitive sides. Erin’s laughter was getting more desperate now and she finally got out her first begging words “I don’t know what it says just PLEASE STOP” and went right back to ticklish squealing and laughter. He joked with her that it wasn’t the right answer and that maybe he should type the answer and began poking and spider tickling her ribs on either side. Erin wailed and howled with each touch of his fluttering fingers on her ribs once again not being able to communicate any audible words during her tickle torture. After a minute or so of this he rapidly alternated tickling her different ways on her midsection from the light traces and scratches around her lower belly and belly button, lobster clawing and wigging his fingers into her sides, and finally poking and prodding in and around her rib cage sending Erin into ticklish hysterics the entire time.
Erin had no idea what he was trying to write or draw so he told her maybe she could figure it out if he tried a different part of her body. Erin was giggling now trying to calm down from her all out laughter as she felt him shuffling around her legs, thighs and hips. He offered a truce saying he would let her go if she just admitted that her team sucked. Erin still giggling softly said “you will never make me say that” which made the guy respond “we’ll see about that.” And then he started on her again lightly tracing around one of her hips with his finger and poking some kind of pattern on her other hip which made Erin squeal and shriek with ticklish delight. Erin was extremely ticklish there but really liked when her husband nibbled around that spot so Erin was having mixed reactions of tickle torture and enjoyable squeals. The RV guy seemed to notice and teased her “oh I think our ticklish little hottie likes this” and started doing the same thing on her inner thighs lightly tracing with one hand and poking and wiggling the other which drove Erin crazy. Erin had a loud desperate laughter going again from this new tickling scheme and hearing him chant “tickle tickle tickle” and “kitchy kitchy koo” over and over was making the ticklish sensations much more effective. Erin was then doomed because he started blowing raspberries on her belly and nibbling on her ribs, sides and hips while using his hands to continue the ticklish assault on her inner thighs. Erin was thrashing around as best as she could now in a state of silent laughter trying to do anything to get away. The guy did this for about another minute before stopping allowing Erin to catch her breath and let out her laughter and giggles.
The RV owner said “sorry I was erasing my work from before on your ticklish body” which made Erin laugh again and say “you’re gonna have to do better than that to get me to confess.” The audience groaned and taunted Erin and her tickle tormentor vowed to the crowd that he would get either get the confession or get her to tell him what he was writing or drawing. Erin was still unable to see but knew he was by her face now since he whispered to her “this will be your last opportunity before I turn you over to these rabid tickle hungry fans” making Erin giggle as she could feel his wiggling fingers and hands were close to her ticklish body again. Erin called out for her friends for help and she heard their voices say things like “we warned you” and “you kinda deserve this” and “just become a fan of our team and it will be all over” as they all laughed at her predicament. Erin was trying to pull her arms down vigorously as she felt his hands resting on her elbows knowing her ticklish underarms were his next target. He teased her again saying “should I write, draw or type what I want you to say?” Erin was giggling already as his hands were inching closer to her ticklish armpits. She could not respond because she was giggling so much blindly awaiting the ticklish sensation especially when he said “either way I wonder if the tickle monster will tickle this ticklish tickle hottie” making her giggles escalate each time she heard the word “tickle” come out of his mouth.
He again started lightly tracing in her bare hallows very lightly with each index finger causing a symphony of high pitched giggles and squeals out of Erin. She had no idea what he was drawing or writing she only felt the incredible ticklish sensations building in her armpits. She still couldn’t see but knew his face was close to hers since he kept teasing her throughout this slow and methodical tickle torture. He kept asking her if she was ready to change sides but Erin could not respond as she had an ear to ear smile with her sweet laughter pouring out of her mouth. He continued to tickle her but now said “maybe you can figure it out if I type it out in Morse code” and quickly switched from lightly dragging his fingers in her underarms to lightly poking her. It had the same ticklish effect on Erin but this time she was letting out some high pitched shrieks in between her constant giggling and laughter. This was always torture for Erin when someone either lightly or softly tickled her especially when they would build up to an all out tickling onslaught. The RV guy was starting to do so increasing the pressure and frequency of his little pokes. He also increased his fingers one at a time gradually and Erin’s laughter gradually became more wild and desperate as he did this. A few minutes had passed before he finally wiggled all his fingers frantically in her armpits. Erin was losing it at this point now after being tickled for a solid amount of time on nearly her whole body. He teased her saying he had to get rid of the evidence and it was almost gone and Erin finally got some words out begging him to stop which mercifully did after about 10 more seconds.
Erin was a ticklish mess now after this new style of torture for her. He took the headband off her and had a defeated look in her eyes but was still not going to give into his request. He then told her since she didn’t cooperate that he was going to give some other people a chance to tickle it out of her. Several other guys got the chance to make their mark on the ticklish hot body but none of them were as skilled as the first guy. Erin cackled like a ticklish lunatic for all of them because she was so ticklish but still wasn’t going to give in. Some people used tools as writing tools like stiff feathers which always got her skin more sensitive and ticklish from all of her sessions. Erin was on the brink now after all this and her heart sank when she heard someone say “try her feet” that started a stir in the audience. Erin was trying to throw them off guard saying her feet weren’t even ticklish anyway but once people started taking her shoes off the jig was up. Erin was frantically trying to keep her shoes on but people got them off with little resistance leaving Erin in her long team baseball socks. There was just enough space between her socks and the stocks that they could slowly be peeled off her feet. Her socks were being slid off inch by inch and getting ever so closer to be lifted over her heels. Erin was giggling between begs now telling them it was waste of time but her giggles were saying otherwise.
As both of her socks cleared the heels and started going up the arches, Erin got a little more desperate trying to wiggle her feet or scrunch her toes doing anything to keep her socks. Erin was shrieking now saying that she wanted to keep her team apparel since they already took her hat and shoes which had custom team shoelaces on it. The socks now just needed to get past the toes and Erin held strong for a while but Erin caved when the RV guy blew a big raspberry on her belly popping the socks right off and having the cool air touch her bare sensitive feet. The stocks were even equipped with little toe strings that didn’t constrict or cover them but was enough to keep her from scrunching her toes but still enough room to tickle those little piggies. Somebody even noticed her toenail polish was the color of her favorite baseball team. The RV guy showed Erin all the pens and markers and were told they were going to redecorate her feet unless she disowned her team. Erin wiggled her feet and toes and said “you better draw my team’s logo” making the guy shrug and say “can’t promise that.” Erin saw people gather around her feet with the materials but not for long as the opposing team’s headband was put back over her eyes making the anticipation torturous for the ticklish beauty. However, Erin would soon the feel the tickle torturous sensation on her pretty sensitive bare feet.
Erin howled in laughter as she started feeling people write on and between her toes. She then felt tracing all over her arches and balls of her feet. She tried to wiggle away but Erin’s feet and toes had become artwork at this point. Erin’s toes would soon spell out the opposing team while the others completed the outline of their team’s logo on each of her feet. Erin was hysterically laughing and demanding that they let her go. He pinched her legs and hips and said “we’re almost done tickle slave” and Erin let out a loud giggle from the teasing and quick tickle. They got all the colors out necessary and started filing in the design on her bare feet essentially tickling her all over from her heels to her arches and to the space just under her ticklish toes. Erin wailed away helplessly and cackled like a wild animal finishing up their team’s logo. Erin had a little sweat going and tears streaming down her face from the incredible ticklish sensations and also the fact these guys tickled her while taking away her dignity as a fan of her team. Erin then said with some tears and whimpers that she wanted to be let go or have that stuff removed from her feet. Erin would regret saying that as the RV guy agreed to take it off now getting materials like hairbrushes, electric toothbrushes and pedicure scrubs. Erin still couldn’t see but was about to feel surprised that they were going to listen but it would be at the expense of her ticklish feet.
Erin started to feel the familiar scrubs of a pedicure and burst into desperate cackling laughter. She could barely hear the teasing over her own laughter but heard the guy say “you wanted us to take everything off so here we go” as Erin’s laughter increased in intensity hearing this and feeling the tortuous ticklish sensations travel throughout her body with her sensitive bare feet as the starting point. They were scrubbing her feet at the same time which usually doesn’t happen during a pedicure doubling the ticklishness of the hottie. Erin was babbling like a crazy person in between her hysterical laughter trying to get them to stop but it was no use. It felt like the longest pedicure of Erin’s life as they scrubbed away for several minutes. They were using lotion too increasing the sensitivity in her already incredibly ticklish feet. Erin felt the tickling stop and prayed they got everything off her feet and toes but she soon heard the buzzing of electric toothbrushes. She then heard the words “we have to get everything of your toes too” and Erin instantly felt the bristles on what seemed simultaneous on all of her toes once again driving her wild. Erin’s high pitched squeals returned in between her roaring laughter especially when they occasionally went in between her toes. To add to the ticklish torture, Erin started feeling hairbrushes lightly going across the rest of her feet. Erin was now in a state of horrible silent laughter hoping at this point she would pass out to save herself from the ticklish sensations and the embarrassment of being tickled by all these opposing fans. Since she was no longer laughing outloud, she did manage to hear one of her friends yell “ok you got it all leave her alone” and everybody stopped.
Erin caught her breath and giggled like a mental patient still feeling the ticklish sensations even though everyone completely stopped. She was involuntarily bucking and jerking since the ticklishness was traveling throughout her sensitive body. Erin had been tickled to this point basically in every one of her private sessions over the past two months but this was in front of a large group of people who didn’t know about her tickling secret. Erin was being let out of her bonds much to the dismay of the opposing fans but much to the insistence of her friends. Erin was out now and removed her headband so she could see and demanded for her shoes and socks. Erin examined her feet and everything was removed making her wonder if they actually wrote or drew anything on her feet. The RV guy told her to look at her phone since they took some pictures with it and told her to enjoy the game. Erin was pissed but that adrenaline rush was coming back as she got fully dressed and started walking toward the stadium with her friends. She looked back at the guy and the RV and another girl around his arm as she was on a fine line of loving or hating her most recent public tickle torture experience. Erin got to the stadium and realized she didn’t have her hat but her friends said they would get it after the game.
Erin looked through the pictures on her phone seeing her ticklish anguish on camera. The adrenaline rush was building again inside Erin as she looked through everything from the tickle torture of her armpits, stomach, legs and feet. She noticed that they really did write and draw on her feet which almost made Erin giggle out loud but she managed to hold it in. She even went to the bathroom to watch some videos they took on her phone in private just before the game started. Erin and her husband would frequently watch her videos of being tickle tortured and it always turned it on and they even used it as foreplay and that same feeling was building inside Erin as she watched herself be tickle tortured by several strange guys. She noticed that a woman who was presumably with the RV guy was doing a lot of the tickling as well which made her about the twins and their extreme talent as feet ticklers. Erin came back to watch the game with her friends and was feeling great now not just from the experience. Her team was dominating early and Erin was loving it. She was getting a little buzzed again the game with her friends who were also having fun even though their team was losing. Erin was getting a little argumentative and belligerent with some guys behind them ripping on them and their team. However, things got interesting for Erin when the opposing team hit a grand slam cutting the lead down to two runs and the guys behind her got a little rowdy and one of them grabbed her ass cheeks and said “great catch” just like the RV guy did before. Erin almost jumped out of her skin again but this time she deliberately threw her beer at the guys screaming “we’re still winning assholes.”
This led to a heated argument and Erin actually being tossed from the game. Her friends walked with her to the exit but it was only the fifth inning about halfway through the game. Erin apologized profusely to them and convinced them to stay and she would just go back to the car and hang out. There were some other fans of her team close to their car that were just tailgating so she wasn’t too worried about it. They all agreed they would just meet up after the game. However, Erin’s real plan was to get her hat back and was even hoping in the back of her mind to be tickled again by the couple in the Fan RV. It was a long walk back to the car but Erin went to the RV first. There was a group four guys and one girl watching the game in the RV and they all recognized Erin. She told them that she got kicked out and why but she said she wanted her hat back. The owner of the RV told her she would give it back if they won and warned her that her team was only up by one now in the 7th inning. Erin wanted to talk to him in private and got him to come out without any of the others noticing. Erin asked “do you know who I am?” and the guy immediately replied “yes.” Erin was shocked at the quick response but he began to tell her that he bought all her videos and was a huge fan and put a plan in motion immediately to tickle her the instant he saw her. Erin teased with him “you know nobody gets to tickle me anymore for free” and the guy said he had a proposition for her to discuss with her bosses.
He had all this bondage equipment because he was trying to start up a traveling Renaissance Fair and a big feature of this would be the stocks and other bondage and tickling equipment. He showed her some videos and pictures of the Canelli Renfaire in Italy with focus on girls being kidnapped and tickled which would draw big crowds. Obviously it would be one part of an entire Renfaire but he appeared most excited about the tickle torture aspect of it. He also told her one way to make money of this part of the event would be to have the audience pay to tickle the captives as well and Erin could potentially get a cut of this along with a general percentage of the profits made from the entire event. Erin showed interest in being one of the girls tickled although they would attempt to “kidnap” girls who were visiting the Renfaire too. He also told her the people inside were doing most of the tickle torture on her earlier and they would be his business partners. Erin went inside and met with all of them and talked over more details. Erin said she would run everything by her bosses to see if it was all good. Erin thought about her tickle torture experience last Halloween and wondered if her husband knew about events like this since was mercilessly tickle tortured by the Halloween crew. Erin talked a little more and threw out another challenge saying if her team wins that she would get her hat back and guarantee that she would participate in this new business venture but if her team lost then they could tickle her again but did not guarantee her participation in the event. Everyone thought it was a win-win situation since they would get to tickle her either way.
It was the top of the 8th and Erin’s team was still winning but they wanted to tie her up just in case she lost and tried to escape. Erin did try to run away but one guy grabbed her just outside the RV threw her over his shoulder and with the help of the other guys got her in the car. Erin was placed on a small futon and could already see where the bondage was going. She thought in her head as she was struggling to get away that she would be laid out with her hands tied overhead by the headrests near the futon with her legs being spread wide and ankles clamped down in the headrest by the front seat. Or at least Erin was wondering if she would be bound this way. Erin had become into bondage almost just as much into tickling during her short stint as a tickle torture model thus far. Erin had been bound and tickled in many different ways so far but this one would be a new experience. She wanted to keep it interesting and struggle as hard as she could to get away. She even saw her hat and made a grab for it before being pinned down on her upperbody but she was still kicking her legs furiously trying to get away.
This made one of the guys say “damn this bitch has some strong legs I’m going to get her shoes off” and proceeded to pop one off while struggling with the other one. Erin was thrashing saying “don’t take my shoes off” trying to kick away. Erin struggled hard and her pleas were now muffled as one of them put a hand over her mouth. They got her second shoe off and pinned her legs in the middle of the console with two guys in the driver and passenger seat while the other two were in the back trying to keep her still. The driver said “why don’t you listen to the rest of the game with us?” so he turned on the car to get the radio going plus got the AC going since it was getting a little stuffy from all the struggling. Erin got the news that it was now only a one run game prompting the passenger seat guy to say “let’s make a deal.” They made a deal with her they would take an article of clothing for any other runs they scored. Erin was still struggling so they were getting tired of that. The two guys up front were able to get her ankles through the headrest and then clamped them down so she could no longer kick. The other two guys used several rally towels from the game to tie her wrists to the headrests of the folded down backseat turned into a futon putting her in a familiar position.
Erin’s legs were spread wide and secured at the ankles with her knees bent and unable to move and her wrists were locked in place with her arms just high enough to have her ticklish underarms exposed and leaving her ticklish midsection fully exposed. She could feel their eyes undressing her and looking at her sexy body up and down especially now with a better view of her ass in those short and skimpy shorts and her tits almost nearly popping out of her tight jersey. Erin wasn’t in pain and was comfortable especially after all her bondage experience but she was worried being in a strange town where nobody really knew where she was in the back of some car in a virtually abandoned parking garage with four guys out for revenge and her all her ticklish spots exposed. Things went from bad to worse for Erin when the opposing team hit a two run homer giving them the lead in the bottom of the 8th inning causing a big celebration in the car. The guys up front talked it over and told her “we’ll be nice and start out by only taking off your team socks but if we win then you may have to lose more clothing.” Erin begged them not to take anything off her and started frantically apologizing for bashing their team but they were already starting to remove her long socks.
Erin did everything in her power not to laugh as the familiar ticklish sensations were already starting to form. She eventually gave in and let them take her socks off and really concentrated on not laughing even as they were wrapping her ankles in her own socks before clamping the headrest back down in order to lock her down even more effectively. She heard one guy say “we don’t want to hurt you but want to make you feel silly for being a fan of the wrong team” as Erin bit her lip closed her eyes trying to conceal her ticklish reactions even though they weren’t doing anything to tickle her. However, she heard the driver say “you still have your team color lint from your socks on your bare feet so we better pick that off” and then Erin felt each guy in the front seat start picking the small pieces of lint off her bare feet on at a time. Once they started picking from her arches and her toes at the same time Erin lost all control. She blurted out a ridiculous amount of laughter screaming “stop tickling me” even though they were barely touching her feet. This of course made them actually want to tickle her more so one said “we won’t stop until the 9th inning starts” and it was the longest time in between innings of Erin’s life. The two guys had a free-for-all on her sensitive feet wiggling their fingers scratching and gliding all over her ticklish bare feet. They tickled her feet relentlessly for those couple minutes before the game came back on causing her to laugh helplessly. They teased her saying “just become a fan of our team and we’ll stop” which made Erin squeal “never” in between bouts wild laughter. The game returned so they all stopped to listen and Erin was still giggling trying to catch her breath. They made a new deal with her saying “looks like you only got three buttons keeping you in place and for every out this inning you lose a button so you better hope your team can come back or your jersey is next to go.”
They teased her throughout the inning saying “no wonder why you didn’t want your socks off these ticklish bare feet.” They got the first two outs right away so she only had one button left protecting her ticklish upperbody. One of the backseat guys did notice during the game and said “we already know your ticklish up here from earlier and we only got one out to go before you’re dead meat.” However, her team rallied and got the bases loaded before they made a pitching change which made the front seat guys frantically tickle her bare feet again during the commercial break. Erin thought they were great ticklers and was shocked at her reactions of being tickled outside of work. They made sure to tickle her everywhere for those couple minutes paying attention to her toes and arches but as well as the tops and side of her feet. Erin wiggled her feet and toes to try and get away from all ten fingers but there was nowhere to go. Erin was wailing away in laughter now and was still maintaining her team pride even though they continually teased her trying to get her to admit that their team was better. Erin laughed desperately but fought hard to give them what they wanted. The game came back on so they stopped again but she couldn’t hear the at bat over her giggling as the sensations were shooting throughout her body starting from her poor ticklish feet. The first words she heard on the radio were “he struck him out” and Erin knew the game was over as the guys quickly unbuttoned her last jersey button showing off her sexy body.
The guys were pleased despite her team bra but joked that they would tickle that off her too. One guy started wiggling his fingers in the air over her bare stomach and bare underarms while the other guy did the same thing wiggling his fingers by her legs, knees and ass. Erin was in hysterics already begging that she would do anything. They asked her again to admit her team was inferior and Erin giggled and squealed even louder saying “no your team sucks” laughing as she said it assuming the tickles would now come for sure. And they did with a vengeance. One guy immediately started tickling her underarms making Erin let out a high pitch laughter and desperately trying to pull her arms down to block the tickling but with no success. He quickly moved up and down from her stomach, ribs, sides and back to her armpits again. This guy was incredible tickler too getting every ticklish spot on her sexy upperbody. Erin occasionally felt one finger glide from her toes to her heels throughout this torture which made her squeal louder each time. He went to work on her legs switched between squeezing her thighs and hips to poking around the back of her knees and legs which was equally effective. He teased “somebody is tickle crazy” making Erin wail away even more desperately because she knew it was true. Erin couldn’t believe these fans were pushing her to this point. She was on a fine line between admitting their team was better and playing along and not giving in to let the tickle torture continue. The girl then said “I want a turn in private before everybody comes out” as she could see in the distance people were coming out of the stadium. She asked the guy’s to remove Erin’s jersey and shorts the best they could because she wanted to tickle Erin in her underwear. They did so and quickly noticed she was sporting her team with her panties as well as her bra prompting the devilish woman to say “this is going to be fun.”
The woman tickled her everywhere with her deliciously ticklish fingers and nails. Erin crazily cackled the whole time thinking this woman may have been one of the best ticklers of the day. She teased her feet and toes before ferociously digging into them with all ten fingers first. She repeated a similar process with the rest of her ticklish body including her legs and inner thighs. She then launched a ticklish assault all over her midsection grazing her belly button, clawing her sides and poking and pinching her ribs with at times using all ten fingers too. She finished off in Erin’s armpits leaning in close to Erin teasing her as mercilessly tickled the helpless beauty into oblivion. Erin didn’t think she could take much more but heard the girl whisper over her incessant giggling “I’ll give your hat back if you let me tickle what’s still protecting this sexy body” gliding her tongue over Erin’s neck and ear as she said it. Erin squealed in delight giving her the ok to do that as goosebumps formed over her shivering and shuddering near naked sensitive body. The woman lifted Erin’s bra up exposing her perfect bare tits and slid her panties down enough so she could see her bare womanhood and a little glimpse of her bare ass.
She told Erin that she was going to enjoy this as much as her and tickling the back of her thighs and mixing it in with tickle squeezing her ass which had been happened a couple times during the day already. Erin let out several high pitched squeals during this torture and was eagerly awaiting for her newest bare spots to be tickled. She didn’t wait long before groping and tickling her bare breasts and nipples. Erin bucked furiously while she howled in moaning laughter as this woman exploited this ticklish and sensitive area. Erin had not been tickled by a woman this way very often if ever and was savoring the moment. It tickled like crazy but Erin was beginning to enjoy herself as a fellow woman knew exactly what she wanted. She then leaned in with her lips close to her left nipple while her left hand rested on her right nipple and slowly spider tickled down her body toward her vagina with her right hand. Then suddenly all at once she hit all of Erin’s tickle spots. She danced her fingers on one of her breasts and rock hard nipples while licking, kissing and sucking on her other breasts and now fully erect nipple. Her right was ever so lightly tickling her aching pussy. Erin could no longer fight it after being tickled several times all day and she let it go. It was a similar feeling when her husband tickled her to orgasm and this woman knew how to take care of her. Erin laid there for a couple minutes while she untied her in ticklish ecstasy almost in disbelief of what just happened. Erin got dressed and the woman gave her hat saying “hope to see you around again” and Erin got out of the RV. She saw the guys waiting outside and the RV must have been soundproof with everything shut because they asked her how it was obviously not hearing her ticklish delight inside. Erin played it cool saying “maybe we’ll see each other again” and started walking to the car which was not far away.
Erin met up with her friends at the car just in time as they were arriving. They commented that Erin got her hat back but did not share about how she got it back. Erin had a fun rest of the weekend with her friends and went on like nothing happened. Erin decided to keep all the photos and videos of her tickle torture but would not share the experience with her husband or bosses at least right away. She did plan on talking to them about the Renfaire idea and would say that she met a fan of her work while she was away and the two discussed the idea. She wouldn’t mention the ticklish persuasion but Erin would certainly remember it. Her friends dropped her off the airport on the way home and Erin was going through security. She couldn’t believe her luck as she was pulled aside for a patdown and let out a great big belly laugh as the security guard ran his hands up her sides and under her arms. People were chuckling all around and Erin told the guy “sorry I’m just too ticklish for airport security” and walked away toward her gate. Erin’s husband picked her up from the airport and they went home and talked about their respective weekends. He asked her if she enjoyed her most recent ticklish adventure and proceeded to show her pictures on his phone. It turned out her friends sent him several pictures and videos of his wife being tickle tortured. Erin laughed and said that she was going to surprise him later in bed with those photos and videos. However, her husband said he had a surprise of his own. They watched some of the videos he edited of her being tickled by clients over the past weekend. Erin loved watching this with her husband and the night ended the same way it always did when they watched videos of his wife being tickle tortured.
The End
