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(Feet, underarms, sexual)( an incidence of rape towards the end, slight start of gang tickling towards the end.)
Silver State Penitentiary PT 2
As Gerald Rack sat in the office, awaiting his Prison Counselor, he was dazed... but he made more good use of his eyeballs and looked around the office. It was a simple office... 2 black chairs, a white Oak desk. A few plants. This office though had a window!! But, sadly, it was night time so all he could really see was tall lamp posts outside flooding light for the Guards night watch. Gerald shuffled nervously in his seat as he felt some now cooling cum still on his flat and nervous stomach.
Suddenly an interior door opened. A man of maybe 5'10 with long brown hair walked in. He looked nearly identical to Brad Pitt in "Interview With A Vampire". In fact he may very well be wearing one of the same outfits. Except this version of "Louie" was tan, and wearing Doc Martins with a white ruffled shirt, long black coat, and black slacks. He also wore eyeglasses. "Is this a prison for sexy people or something"? Gerald wondered to himself. This man walked with a cane though, and a very heavy limp. Gerald quickly felt a sense of empathy towards him.
"Hi, my name is Ken Lancaster, and I'll be your Prison Counselor for the duration of your stay here with us. Mr. Lancaster put out his hand to Gerald, lowering it to meet his handcuffed wrists. They shook awkwardly and the man sat down behind his desk. "Let's look at your file alright"? Gerald nodded. He lowered his eyes as the shame of what he had done came over him like a blanket.
"Wow...you hacked into the main frame of Macy's Dept store? Interesting... but why?" Gerald spoke quietly..."My girlfriend had been fired... this had been her 7th job in 3 years... and so I thought I could get away with giving her a little more in her last paycheck. It was only $300.00... but I knew we were going to need that money. Living here in New Hampshire isn't cheap. But... after the trial... she left me. At least I think she did I haven't heard from her in 3 days.
"Well... that's wrong as you know. Though I doubt you'll be doing the full 10 years... you might be out in 4-6. But of course... that all depends on your behavior here". Mr Lancaster sat back in his reclining chair and surveyed Gerald top to bottom. "Though... we try not to judge here too much. We don't really have to. This prison prides itself on absolute... control. And it's accomplished. Considering the time... I gather you've had a taste of our system?". "Yes... I don't know what to say... Gerald said timidly.
"I understand. Mr Rack, I have been working here for 20 years. And when the new Warden took over 5 years ago... the new system he implemented...well I too at first thought he was completely bonkers. But the results speak for themselves. We have the lowest rate of violence and or incident in the country. We do have a fairly high re entry rate... but quite frankly I think a lot of prisoners have come to enjoy this way of living. Which we are more than fine with as the taxpayers are more than willing to keep funding this prisons expenses. Anyway... I realize you have a lot of questions but most can be addressed with the list of rules and regulations within this small packet of information I will give you now. Please read them. And if you have further questions, we will address them next month on your next appointment with me. A guard will take you into the adjoining room to give you a chance to read the packet. Good day Mr. Rack." With that, Ken Lancaster pressed a buzzer on his desk, and a guard appeared taking Gerald to the adjoining room. Re seated and re cuffed to his seat, Gerald put his packet on the table in front of him and opened the first page. "5 minutes!" said the Guard gruffly.
~Silver State Penitentiary Rules & Regulations~
1- Prisoners must be awake and dressed by 6:30 am. When seated for breakfast at 7am all prisoners must take off their slippers and place their feet into what we call a "Bodyguard". It is for your protection as well as other inmates, Guards, and Staff. Feet will remain in the Bodyguard during the entire duration of the breakfast hour. Your feet will be restrained inside of the Bodyguard by way of having your toes pulled backwards. This is completely safe. Your feet will be tickled within the machine if any of the rules are broken. The tickling will only stop when meal time is over. This causes the prisoners to have to forgo eating. There is no way to be tickled and eat at the same time. These rules also are observed for lunch and dinner. Prisoners must be ready and in line formation for breakfast, lunch and dinner by 6:30 am, 12:30 pm, and 6:30 pm. Below are the violations that will cause the Bodyguard to be activated:
A- If you yell, scream, or raise your voice in any manner.
B- If you are not polite when a Guard or Staff member addresses you.
C- If you start a fight.
D- If you throw food or any object.
E. If you refuse to eat.
F. If you try to take off the Bodyguard.
G- If you try to get up before the breakfast hour is finished.
H- The Bodyguard can and will be turned on for any reason deemed appropriate and is at the surveying Guard on duty's discretion.
I. 3 incidents in one's month's time will result in a higher level of punishment.
J. If you break any of the prisons rules during regular hours, this may be used as punishment instead of being sent to the Laughing hole. You will not have prior acknowledgement of your offense. If you are in violation, you must reread this pamphlet when you are returned to your cell. If you don't, you will be sent directly for higher punishment.
*After lunch and dinner you will be required to take a vitamin. This vitamin will keep you in a state of arousal. Within 30 mins you will get an erection. Within 40 minutes our Chimes will sound. This occurs twice a day. You and your cellmate will decide who enters the cell stocks located on your cell door first. You must comply. If you do not you will be sent directly for higher punishment. We have camera's installed that watch the prison population 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. All inmates will be on the receiving and giving end of the Tickling and sexual release program. This program will keep you relaxed, non aggressive, tired, and compliant. There are 2 levels of punishments which will not be discussed here. Here are the rules which will not be violated. No prisoner is exempt until your time has been served and you are off the prison grounds.
The rules are:
A- No fighting with your cell mate or any prisoners. Nor Staff nor Guards.
B- You must comply with entry into the cell stocks.
C- You must give your cellmate sexual release. A hand job, blowjob or anal sex. Anal is not mandatory but should be discussed with your cell mate. Condoms can be found by asking the Medical Team on duty.
D- Phone calls or letters are permitted once a week. 5 mins per phone call. 2 phone calls maximum. Unlimited letters are permitted provided your status is in good standing. And that there is enough money in your account to cover costs. A work program is in place for prisoners with at least 3 months of good behavior.
E- When you are the tickler rather than tickee, you will not hurt the ticklee in any manner.
F- Outdoor exercise is permitted for 1 hour every day, weather permitting.
G. Special consideration for the physically disabled are on a case by case basis.
"TIME'S UP"! The guard briskly walked over to Gerald and unlocked the cuffs from the armchair. Gerald barely had time to grab the papers before he was whisked away into the unknown. He didn't know if there was more information available in the packet but he would look when he was returned to his cell.
5 minutes later a HUGE door of steel stood before Gerald. The guard pushed in the long entry code for access. Gerald wanted to run. But there was nowhere to go. The feeling inside him to escape was unbearable. His lasting cum stain felt cold against his flimsy, yellow shirt. When the door opened he was yanked inside by his arm practically off of his feet.
As he regained his footing, Gerald unfolded the scene before him. His cellmate Dez was gagged and sitting naked with his feet in a tiny set of stocks. His hands were locked in 2 sets of chains hanging from the ceiling. "STRIP!" The Guard next to him announced loudly. Gerald blushed crimson as Dez's angry eyes washed over him. He slowly got undressed. Once he was naked the guard forced him into his own set of stocks directly across from Dez. His bare feet were way to close to Dez's entrapped hands. And Dez's feet were also way to close to Gerald's now chained wrists. Gerald swung them a little bit to test his mobility. He HAD mobility... just not enough to leave or unlock himself. Their lower bodies were scrunched to the point that their legs were forced open, bent at the knees. It wasn't comfortable nor uncomfortable.. it just WAS. Gerald looked down to see 4 feathers pointed at his cock from every direction. Above, below, and both sides. He too was being gagged now by the Guard.
The guard stood between them and spoke again. "Now... you two are going to play a game for us since you can't follow the simple rules of cumming within the 15 minute time frame. And Dez.... slapping? Tsk tsk tsk". He smiled devilishly, and nodded his head at what Gerald now saw was that the room he was in was circular. All around the room were guards and staff watching them in their own walled off, glass rooms. It was almost something like out of the Madonna video "Open Your Heart". Even 3 prisoners, in the different colors of uniform, were there. Black, white, and yellow boldly stood out among the staff members. "You will not be permitted to leave here until every single one of them has cum. Some of them like to cum many, many times. And the prisoners have bets going on as to see who will pass out first and how many times. Who might pee? Who might scream... who might... well... you get the idea. The only problem for you two is... you don't get to cum. Think of this as a training session for your dicks to get you fully on board with our program. But if you don't tickle each other... well... I guess you won't be eating again until you do." With that the guard walked away and switched off the lights from bright white to soft white light. The lights within the glassed rooms darkened quite a bit. But not completely.The Guard then came back to the Men and switched on the feather machines. He walked away and stood back against the wall...watched intently. He glanced down at his watch, smirked, and watched as the scene about to unfold.
Gerald watched as the feathers slowly came to life and started moving about. They inched closer and closer... when finally they had found their targets they started to stroke the Men's softened cocks. Gerald shivered... even though the feathers were warm to the touch of his cock. They looked absolutely menacing... as black as night.
Within minutes his cock started to respond... lengthening and reaching out in Dez's direction. Meanwhile Dez was trying to shift his body out of the way from the feathers that were starting to tickle his own cock... the noises emanating from Dez were making Gerald quite uncomfortable. He tried to hide his eyes behind his long, black, bangs. Light giggles were starting to make their way out from underneath both of their gags. There arm and leg muscles began to tense at the unwanted attention to their cocks. Gerald suddenly noticed 2 feathers attached directly to the chains below Dez's hands. His eyes widened as Dez looked at him... squinting cruelly back at him. Dez realized what Gerald was looking at. Gerald saw Dez's hands start grabbing down frantically in search for the feathers. Finding them... he yanked them up detaching them from the chains.
Dez held them up in front of Gerald's bare feet like a Man who was extremely hungry for his dinner. A starved and very ANGRY Man... Gerald's eyes widened like saucers as Dez waved the feathers slowly back and forth by their horned ends. Right in front of his helpless , and naked feet. All the while giggling softly from underneath his gag... Dez look possessed now... Gerald momentarily looked away to watch the feathers stroking and tickling Dez's cock. He couldn't help himself. He'd never seen such a sight! Nor felt anything like this. His own set of feathers were really starting to tickle him now... and the giggles that emanated from him were rising and becoming more audible. With absolute terror... Gerald refocused his gaze and helplessly watched as Dez slowly lowered one of the feathers and started to wiggle it madly, and directly to Gerald's long arch on his bare, left foot. The immediate and sudden tickle drove the nerves itself deep through Gerald's leg and into his cock. As naked as he was... Gerald felt like a captured slave to Dez's feather and his control of the situation.
Gerald couldn't stop the first waves of laughter. His feet were so sensitive he thought he could die from this as Dez continued. The feather tickled here and there...touching his toes... then bouncing away and then touching the ball underneath his big toe...
"MHMHHHHMPHMMMHHHHHMMHAHAHAHMMMMMHHMMMHEHEHEHEHeheheMMMPH!!!!
Gerald tried to move his foot out of the way but it was trapped. And his uncontrollable reflexes caused his toes to strain backwards...giving Dez complete Mastery of the situation. Dez wiggled his feather spastically over the soft round ball. Gerald couldn't believe how absolutely ticklish he was there!! Wide eyed, he looked around the room at the people watching them...seeing some of the Men's hands quickly pumping their cocks. Before he would submit completely to Dez... he had to try to get his own set of feathers hanging from the chains.
Gerald, continuing his rising, unbridled laughter... "MMMMHMPHMHMPPPHHHHAHAHAHAHA"... Quickly, Gerald copied what Dez had done and reached for both of the feathers hanging on his chains. He got them! But... he dropped one. He watched as the feather dropped lightly to the floor with the smallest of sounds. But to Gerald it sounded like a loud drum hit. Terrified he looked back at Dez and he could see him smiling through his gag. For effect... Dez dragged lightly his feather across the bottom of Gerald's toes slowly...then tickled wildly over his little baby toe all over... wiggling it with delight. Dez laughed underneath his gag at Gerald. Gerald found within himself a laugh so deep and so profound he couldn't bare anymore of this new tickling to his tiny toe. He felt his cock getting unbelievably hard as the machine of feathers induced his erection more and more. They tickled the sides with their tips and wiggled occasionally... then would stroke... and stroke... and stroke...then wiggle...
As if his cock was begging to be tickled by Dez itself...it waved around in the air. Dez noticed this and pointed his feather directly at Gerald's cock... waving frantically at it as if he was tickling Gerald's cock in real time. As there were feathers already tormenting Gerald's cock... it empathized the motion and caused him to laugh loudly into his gag. Loving the reaction.... Dez resumed his tickling of Gerald's little toe... But this time... he used the tip of the feather to bounce back and forth and tickle the tiny crevice next to the toe and back again to the puffiest part. Gerald screamed with ticklish sensitivity. "DAMMMMMMIIIIIIIT" he screamed into his gag... but Gerald suddenly remembered he was holding his own stiff, black, feather ... and he was going to use it RIGHT NOW!!!!!
Dez upped the wiggling of his feather over Dez's toe faster. Meanwhile Gerald made a first attempt at tickling by flicking the feather up Dez's right arch. Dez stopped tickling him for a moment as he knew he was suddenly in trouble. Gerald being as attuned to details as ever... caught the twitch of Dez's dick. "Score one for me"... Gerald thought to himself. Gerald continued to flick... again and again... This caused Gerald's toes to spread... giving Gerald the invite the drag his feather up and down his straining arch, and then between Dez's first two toes for his own BIG effect. Dez SCREAMED underneath his gag.
"MMMMMPHAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOHAHAHAHAHAMMMMMMMMMMMPH"!!!!!!!
Dez shook his head violently as Gerald also became aware he could use his fingers on Dez's left bare foot. He slowly used his fingers like a slow song played on a guitar. He saw again Dez's cock twitch. "MHMMHMH HAHAHAHANOmmmmpmh m m m mmmmmphhahahahaHAHAHAHEHEHEHE". This particular tickling also caused the toes on his foot to splay out and strain backwards as well. Both of the Men's feet were mirror images as they were straining themselves backwards against the feather and finger tickling both Men were giving each other. Dez's dick looked hard as a rock now... and so did Gerald's. But Dez came back enough to start tickling Gerald's feet again with renewed cruelty. He stroked his feather on both sides of his foot methodically.... causing Gerald to jump. It was just enough to make Gerald pause in his tickling of Dez's huge feet. He laughed immeasurably as Dez did his dirty work. Meanwhile the feathers around their dicks started to speed up. These feathers were designed to move around the cock. And they were immediate in making both of the men laugh harder. They wiggled and tickled every part of their hardening cocks. Laughter sprung loudly from Gerald's throat as he tried desperately to get the upper hand over Dez. "Why does this torture feel so... GOOD?? God no..." Gerald thought to himself.
He looked up just as Dez dropped his feathers on purpose. He tortured Gerald by showing only two fingers making tickling motions at his feet. Gerald again tried to break away from this torment... but he couldn't. Dez started tickling both of Gerald's feet all over with only 2 of his fingers. This made Gerald absolutely hysterical.
"NOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAMMMMPMPHUH UH AHAHAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA"!!!! Gerald could feel the feathers warmly running all over his cock. So did Dez. Suddenly a fifth feather came out from underneath their seats and swiftly started tickling their balls. Both Men hit the ceiling. Their balls were so ticklish they didn't know what to do at that point but stop both of their tickling torments for a moment. Both of the men's eyes went from squinting to being wide open in ticklish terror. Gerald held onto his feather between his fingers and resumed tickling Dez with his own two fingers. Both Men looked around the room and saw some of the staff and prisoners getting up and cleaning themselves off with tissues. Most of them re seated themselves. Only one left the room. There was at least 30 people watching the Men tickle each other's feet. And all were wearing the most satisfactory of smiles.
Dez started to moan loudly. One of the feathers was stroking and tickling the sensitive vein near the head of his cock. His orgasm was building at an incredible rate now. After the 3 years of being here of his 20 year sentence he was now fully conditioned to cum to being tickle tortured. But he hated the humiliation aspect and fought tooth and nail not to cum. They always say the prisoners are not allowed to cum while in the hole... but Dez knew better. And he wasn't going to be the first one. If he came... things were going to be so much worse for him tonight. But between how ticklish his balls were becoming and Gerald tickling his feet with the "come hither" type tickle on both his feet...right in the arch... Dez knew his fate might be absolute.
Gerald watched as Dez tried to move his hips in a last attempt to avoid the tickling. His laughter was a wild mix with the moaning. Gerald was laughing uncontrollably himself as Dez was tickling him between his toes again. And this was causing Gerald's cock to become effected immeasurably. He wanted to cum so badly now... but the feathers wouldn't take him over the edge. They just kept him exactly as he was. On the edge of cumming. A torture all of it's own.
Gerald has just enough sense to wiggle all of his fingers in Dez's direction. And Dez shook his head with all of his last might. Gerald sadistically started tickling Dez's feet all over...WILDLY and with no sense of pattern. He would jump back and tickle underneath his heels for a period... while jumping to the tops of his feet tickling them back down to around the ankles. But Gerald as insane as he felt he was becoming... was beginning to feel almost angry himself... and decided to go directly back to the middle of Dez's feet because that seemed to tickle Dez the most. And every time he tickled him there... Dez's cock would jump and wave. Like a spider at a rave concert, Gerald gave Dez the tickling of this life. Dancing, jumping, wiggling... Dez's cock strained against the feathers wiggling madly around his extremely sensitive prick and sac. His muscles were going into muscle failure at all of the repeated attempts to break away. For the first time in a long time..... Dez felt himself being outdone.
Dez shut his eyes and prayed he wouldn't go over the edge... He was practically eating his gag from the terror of being forced to cum to this torture. He even tried to bite the sides of his mouth for a different sensation. But... he was just too close now. His eyes began to roll into the back of his head. Sweat was dripping from his long, black hair and down his muscular chest. His after 5 trim was glistening with wet shine. He looked back at this tickler just in time to see Gerald reproduce the feather. He wished he hadn't dropped his... but it was too late now. Gerald laughing angrily and lowered the feather... wiggling it all over his splayed foot. Between Gerald's wiggling and tickling fingers on his left foot... and the feather tickling his right arch... Dez was about to lose control of his cock. The feathers between his legs danced and shook... tickling his cock into a frenzy!
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHNOMOREEEHAHAHAHAHAHAAHPLLLLEEEEASE STOAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! Dez's leg's were sweating now... and he was able to move his ass a couple inches down on the seat... enabling the feather on his balls to move directly onto his his asshole. The wild, tickling feather, made is whole body become ticklish and sensitive. Air at this point was tickling him. He tried to get away by moving back up on the seat but he kept sliding back down....his seat now slick with sweat. Dez REALLY had fucked up now. His own tickling fingers came to a stop as his sensitive feet, ass, and cock were one in this fright filled and hellish tickling festival. Some of the feathers circled the wet head of his cock while one tickled the vein underneath the head. Meanwhile the tickling of his ass was so sensitive it became too much as Dez finally spurted out like a crazed fountain of cum. His orgasm sprinkled and jumped out, long and well for a couple of minutes. This was his most intense orgasm since he'd been here and it brought him incredible relief. Gerald watched Dez, overjoyed at his "win". He laughed at him with eyes. Squinting... with as much sadistic menace as he could muster. Although that look only lasted a few seconds and his own machine of feathers continued tickling his extremely hard dick.
The Guard walked back into the room. "Well..... that was a great show maggots. Now I told you the rules... no one was allowed to cum.. and Dez.. you didn't listen huh? Well that's ok...we're just going to have to start all over again. The guard wiped up Dez's sensitive cock with a warm towel.
4 Guards invaded the room and took hold of Dez. They flipped him over and put him on his knees. The seat was folded out into a table. His feet were repositioned into the stocks. His wrists were handcuffed to the table. Meanwhile 2 of the prisoners left with the stats of the "game" for the rest of the prison to begin clamoring and gossiping over. The last prisoner in his booth continued to watch, holding off on his next orgasm till the game was resumed. The Guards in the room took positions near Gerald's feet, and Dez's armpits. Suddenly the nurse appeared and with the Guards help, made them swallow more erection inducing "vitamins". The guards picked up the feathers from the floor... and took out their hardened cocks. Gerald's hard cock was still being tickled by the feather machine and he laughed underneath his gag hard and wild. His eyes searched frantically for a kind face but found none. He watched as the guards lowered their own feathers to tickle his feet since Dez was no longer available for the job... and he listened as he was instructed to continue tickling Dez's feet. Dez's ass was now going to get a very direct inside tickling as the Guard who locked them into this fate, took off his pants and positioned himself behind Dez. A very evil looking Guard began to tickle Dez's cock with his fingertips. The other guards tickled Dez under his armpits with their fingers hard and deep. Gerald renewed his feather and finger tickling of the now upside down feet in front in front of him. The guard directed Gerald to also tickle HIS feet as well" I LOVE it maggot!!! Tickle my soles while I give your friend here a deep, hard FUCK. exclaimed the guard. Gerald took his feather and tickled the Guards soles as commanded....meanwhile tickling one of Dez's feet with his racing fingers. This caused the Guard to immediately penetrate Dez and give him a VERY long, deep, and INTENSE fucking. Both men began to cry... but the crying only lasted a few minutes as their cries turned into laughter once again.
The rest of the prison population went to bed very late enjoying the stories being passed around about Dez and Gerald. They knew when Gerald and Dez were finally released... after some rest... they were going to have a very fun time fucking with them. Or rather... tickling them... unmercifully. This prison had become an entire prison full of Tickling Sadists. And unfortunately... Dez and Gerald were now the newest targets of the prison.
Part 3: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...-M-m-feet&highlight=Silver+State+Penitentiary
Silver State Penitentiary PT 2
As Gerald Rack sat in the office, awaiting his Prison Counselor, he was dazed... but he made more good use of his eyeballs and looked around the office. It was a simple office... 2 black chairs, a white Oak desk. A few plants. This office though had a window!! But, sadly, it was night time so all he could really see was tall lamp posts outside flooding light for the Guards night watch. Gerald shuffled nervously in his seat as he felt some now cooling cum still on his flat and nervous stomach.
Suddenly an interior door opened. A man of maybe 5'10 with long brown hair walked in. He looked nearly identical to Brad Pitt in "Interview With A Vampire". In fact he may very well be wearing one of the same outfits. Except this version of "Louie" was tan, and wearing Doc Martins with a white ruffled shirt, long black coat, and black slacks. He also wore eyeglasses. "Is this a prison for sexy people or something"? Gerald wondered to himself. This man walked with a cane though, and a very heavy limp. Gerald quickly felt a sense of empathy towards him.
"Hi, my name is Ken Lancaster, and I'll be your Prison Counselor for the duration of your stay here with us. Mr. Lancaster put out his hand to Gerald, lowering it to meet his handcuffed wrists. They shook awkwardly and the man sat down behind his desk. "Let's look at your file alright"? Gerald nodded. He lowered his eyes as the shame of what he had done came over him like a blanket.
"Wow...you hacked into the main frame of Macy's Dept store? Interesting... but why?" Gerald spoke quietly..."My girlfriend had been fired... this had been her 7th job in 3 years... and so I thought I could get away with giving her a little more in her last paycheck. It was only $300.00... but I knew we were going to need that money. Living here in New Hampshire isn't cheap. But... after the trial... she left me. At least I think she did I haven't heard from her in 3 days.
"Well... that's wrong as you know. Though I doubt you'll be doing the full 10 years... you might be out in 4-6. But of course... that all depends on your behavior here". Mr Lancaster sat back in his reclining chair and surveyed Gerald top to bottom. "Though... we try not to judge here too much. We don't really have to. This prison prides itself on absolute... control. And it's accomplished. Considering the time... I gather you've had a taste of our system?". "Yes... I don't know what to say... Gerald said timidly.
"I understand. Mr Rack, I have been working here for 20 years. And when the new Warden took over 5 years ago... the new system he implemented...well I too at first thought he was completely bonkers. But the results speak for themselves. We have the lowest rate of violence and or incident in the country. We do have a fairly high re entry rate... but quite frankly I think a lot of prisoners have come to enjoy this way of living. Which we are more than fine with as the taxpayers are more than willing to keep funding this prisons expenses. Anyway... I realize you have a lot of questions but most can be addressed with the list of rules and regulations within this small packet of information I will give you now. Please read them. And if you have further questions, we will address them next month on your next appointment with me. A guard will take you into the adjoining room to give you a chance to read the packet. Good day Mr. Rack." With that, Ken Lancaster pressed a buzzer on his desk, and a guard appeared taking Gerald to the adjoining room. Re seated and re cuffed to his seat, Gerald put his packet on the table in front of him and opened the first page. "5 minutes!" said the Guard gruffly.
~Silver State Penitentiary Rules & Regulations~
1- Prisoners must be awake and dressed by 6:30 am. When seated for breakfast at 7am all prisoners must take off their slippers and place their feet into what we call a "Bodyguard". It is for your protection as well as other inmates, Guards, and Staff. Feet will remain in the Bodyguard during the entire duration of the breakfast hour. Your feet will be restrained inside of the Bodyguard by way of having your toes pulled backwards. This is completely safe. Your feet will be tickled within the machine if any of the rules are broken. The tickling will only stop when meal time is over. This causes the prisoners to have to forgo eating. There is no way to be tickled and eat at the same time. These rules also are observed for lunch and dinner. Prisoners must be ready and in line formation for breakfast, lunch and dinner by 6:30 am, 12:30 pm, and 6:30 pm. Below are the violations that will cause the Bodyguard to be activated:
A- If you yell, scream, or raise your voice in any manner.
B- If you are not polite when a Guard or Staff member addresses you.
C- If you start a fight.
D- If you throw food or any object.
E. If you refuse to eat.
F. If you try to take off the Bodyguard.
G- If you try to get up before the breakfast hour is finished.
H- The Bodyguard can and will be turned on for any reason deemed appropriate and is at the surveying Guard on duty's discretion.
I. 3 incidents in one's month's time will result in a higher level of punishment.
J. If you break any of the prisons rules during regular hours, this may be used as punishment instead of being sent to the Laughing hole. You will not have prior acknowledgement of your offense. If you are in violation, you must reread this pamphlet when you are returned to your cell. If you don't, you will be sent directly for higher punishment.
*After lunch and dinner you will be required to take a vitamin. This vitamin will keep you in a state of arousal. Within 30 mins you will get an erection. Within 40 minutes our Chimes will sound. This occurs twice a day. You and your cellmate will decide who enters the cell stocks located on your cell door first. You must comply. If you do not you will be sent directly for higher punishment. We have camera's installed that watch the prison population 24 hours a day, 7 days a week. All inmates will be on the receiving and giving end of the Tickling and sexual release program. This program will keep you relaxed, non aggressive, tired, and compliant. There are 2 levels of punishments which will not be discussed here. Here are the rules which will not be violated. No prisoner is exempt until your time has been served and you are off the prison grounds.
The rules are:
A- No fighting with your cell mate or any prisoners. Nor Staff nor Guards.
B- You must comply with entry into the cell stocks.
C- You must give your cellmate sexual release. A hand job, blowjob or anal sex. Anal is not mandatory but should be discussed with your cell mate. Condoms can be found by asking the Medical Team on duty.
D- Phone calls or letters are permitted once a week. 5 mins per phone call. 2 phone calls maximum. Unlimited letters are permitted provided your status is in good standing. And that there is enough money in your account to cover costs. A work program is in place for prisoners with at least 3 months of good behavior.
E- When you are the tickler rather than tickee, you will not hurt the ticklee in any manner.
F- Outdoor exercise is permitted for 1 hour every day, weather permitting.
G. Special consideration for the physically disabled are on a case by case basis.
"TIME'S UP"! The guard briskly walked over to Gerald and unlocked the cuffs from the armchair. Gerald barely had time to grab the papers before he was whisked away into the unknown. He didn't know if there was more information available in the packet but he would look when he was returned to his cell.
5 minutes later a HUGE door of steel stood before Gerald. The guard pushed in the long entry code for access. Gerald wanted to run. But there was nowhere to go. The feeling inside him to escape was unbearable. His lasting cum stain felt cold against his flimsy, yellow shirt. When the door opened he was yanked inside by his arm practically off of his feet.
As he regained his footing, Gerald unfolded the scene before him. His cellmate Dez was gagged and sitting naked with his feet in a tiny set of stocks. His hands were locked in 2 sets of chains hanging from the ceiling. "STRIP!" The Guard next to him announced loudly. Gerald blushed crimson as Dez's angry eyes washed over him. He slowly got undressed. Once he was naked the guard forced him into his own set of stocks directly across from Dez. His bare feet were way to close to Dez's entrapped hands. And Dez's feet were also way to close to Gerald's now chained wrists. Gerald swung them a little bit to test his mobility. He HAD mobility... just not enough to leave or unlock himself. Their lower bodies were scrunched to the point that their legs were forced open, bent at the knees. It wasn't comfortable nor uncomfortable.. it just WAS. Gerald looked down to see 4 feathers pointed at his cock from every direction. Above, below, and both sides. He too was being gagged now by the Guard.
The guard stood between them and spoke again. "Now... you two are going to play a game for us since you can't follow the simple rules of cumming within the 15 minute time frame. And Dez.... slapping? Tsk tsk tsk". He smiled devilishly, and nodded his head at what Gerald now saw was that the room he was in was circular. All around the room were guards and staff watching them in their own walled off, glass rooms. It was almost something like out of the Madonna video "Open Your Heart". Even 3 prisoners, in the different colors of uniform, were there. Black, white, and yellow boldly stood out among the staff members. "You will not be permitted to leave here until every single one of them has cum. Some of them like to cum many, many times. And the prisoners have bets going on as to see who will pass out first and how many times. Who might pee? Who might scream... who might... well... you get the idea. The only problem for you two is... you don't get to cum. Think of this as a training session for your dicks to get you fully on board with our program. But if you don't tickle each other... well... I guess you won't be eating again until you do." With that the guard walked away and switched off the lights from bright white to soft white light. The lights within the glassed rooms darkened quite a bit. But not completely.The Guard then came back to the Men and switched on the feather machines. He walked away and stood back against the wall...watched intently. He glanced down at his watch, smirked, and watched as the scene about to unfold.
Gerald watched as the feathers slowly came to life and started moving about. They inched closer and closer... when finally they had found their targets they started to stroke the Men's softened cocks. Gerald shivered... even though the feathers were warm to the touch of his cock. They looked absolutely menacing... as black as night.
Within minutes his cock started to respond... lengthening and reaching out in Dez's direction. Meanwhile Dez was trying to shift his body out of the way from the feathers that were starting to tickle his own cock... the noises emanating from Dez were making Gerald quite uncomfortable. He tried to hide his eyes behind his long, black, bangs. Light giggles were starting to make their way out from underneath both of their gags. There arm and leg muscles began to tense at the unwanted attention to their cocks. Gerald suddenly noticed 2 feathers attached directly to the chains below Dez's hands. His eyes widened as Dez looked at him... squinting cruelly back at him. Dez realized what Gerald was looking at. Gerald saw Dez's hands start grabbing down frantically in search for the feathers. Finding them... he yanked them up detaching them from the chains.
Dez held them up in front of Gerald's bare feet like a Man who was extremely hungry for his dinner. A starved and very ANGRY Man... Gerald's eyes widened like saucers as Dez waved the feathers slowly back and forth by their horned ends. Right in front of his helpless , and naked feet. All the while giggling softly from underneath his gag... Dez look possessed now... Gerald momentarily looked away to watch the feathers stroking and tickling Dez's cock. He couldn't help himself. He'd never seen such a sight! Nor felt anything like this. His own set of feathers were really starting to tickle him now... and the giggles that emanated from him were rising and becoming more audible. With absolute terror... Gerald refocused his gaze and helplessly watched as Dez slowly lowered one of the feathers and started to wiggle it madly, and directly to Gerald's long arch on his bare, left foot. The immediate and sudden tickle drove the nerves itself deep through Gerald's leg and into his cock. As naked as he was... Gerald felt like a captured slave to Dez's feather and his control of the situation.
Gerald couldn't stop the first waves of laughter. His feet were so sensitive he thought he could die from this as Dez continued. The feather tickled here and there...touching his toes... then bouncing away and then touching the ball underneath his big toe...
"MHMHHHHMPHMMMHHHHHMMHAHAHAHMMMMMHHMMMHEHEHEHEHeheheMMMPH!!!!
Gerald tried to move his foot out of the way but it was trapped. And his uncontrollable reflexes caused his toes to strain backwards...giving Dez complete Mastery of the situation. Dez wiggled his feather spastically over the soft round ball. Gerald couldn't believe how absolutely ticklish he was there!! Wide eyed, he looked around the room at the people watching them...seeing some of the Men's hands quickly pumping their cocks. Before he would submit completely to Dez... he had to try to get his own set of feathers hanging from the chains.
Gerald, continuing his rising, unbridled laughter... "MMMMHMPHMHMPPPHHHHAHAHAHAHA"... Quickly, Gerald copied what Dez had done and reached for both of the feathers hanging on his chains. He got them! But... he dropped one. He watched as the feather dropped lightly to the floor with the smallest of sounds. But to Gerald it sounded like a loud drum hit. Terrified he looked back at Dez and he could see him smiling through his gag. For effect... Dez dragged lightly his feather across the bottom of Gerald's toes slowly...then tickled wildly over his little baby toe all over... wiggling it with delight. Dez laughed underneath his gag at Gerald. Gerald found within himself a laugh so deep and so profound he couldn't bare anymore of this new tickling to his tiny toe. He felt his cock getting unbelievably hard as the machine of feathers induced his erection more and more. They tickled the sides with their tips and wiggled occasionally... then would stroke... and stroke... and stroke...then wiggle...
As if his cock was begging to be tickled by Dez itself...it waved around in the air. Dez noticed this and pointed his feather directly at Gerald's cock... waving frantically at it as if he was tickling Gerald's cock in real time. As there were feathers already tormenting Gerald's cock... it empathized the motion and caused him to laugh loudly into his gag. Loving the reaction.... Dez resumed his tickling of Gerald's little toe... But this time... he used the tip of the feather to bounce back and forth and tickle the tiny crevice next to the toe and back again to the puffiest part. Gerald screamed with ticklish sensitivity. "DAMMMMMMIIIIIIIT" he screamed into his gag... but Gerald suddenly remembered he was holding his own stiff, black, feather ... and he was going to use it RIGHT NOW!!!!!
Dez upped the wiggling of his feather over Dez's toe faster. Meanwhile Gerald made a first attempt at tickling by flicking the feather up Dez's right arch. Dez stopped tickling him for a moment as he knew he was suddenly in trouble. Gerald being as attuned to details as ever... caught the twitch of Dez's dick. "Score one for me"... Gerald thought to himself. Gerald continued to flick... again and again... This caused Gerald's toes to spread... giving Gerald the invite the drag his feather up and down his straining arch, and then between Dez's first two toes for his own BIG effect. Dez SCREAMED underneath his gag.
"MMMMMPHAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANOOOHAHAHAHAHAMMMMMMMMMMMPH"!!!!!!!
Dez shook his head violently as Gerald also became aware he could use his fingers on Dez's left bare foot. He slowly used his fingers like a slow song played on a guitar. He saw again Dez's cock twitch. "MHMMHMH HAHAHAHANOmmmmpmh m m m mmmmmphhahahahaHAHAHAHEHEHEHE". This particular tickling also caused the toes on his foot to splay out and strain backwards as well. Both of the Men's feet were mirror images as they were straining themselves backwards against the feather and finger tickling both Men were giving each other. Dez's dick looked hard as a rock now... and so did Gerald's. But Dez came back enough to start tickling Gerald's feet again with renewed cruelty. He stroked his feather on both sides of his foot methodically.... causing Gerald to jump. It was just enough to make Gerald pause in his tickling of Dez's huge feet. He laughed immeasurably as Dez did his dirty work. Meanwhile the feathers around their dicks started to speed up. These feathers were designed to move around the cock. And they were immediate in making both of the men laugh harder. They wiggled and tickled every part of their hardening cocks. Laughter sprung loudly from Gerald's throat as he tried desperately to get the upper hand over Dez. "Why does this torture feel so... GOOD?? God no..." Gerald thought to himself.
He looked up just as Dez dropped his feathers on purpose. He tortured Gerald by showing only two fingers making tickling motions at his feet. Gerald again tried to break away from this torment... but he couldn't. Dez started tickling both of Gerald's feet all over with only 2 of his fingers. This made Gerald absolutely hysterical.
"NOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAMMMMPMPHUH UH AHAHAHAAAAAAHAAAAAA"!!!! Gerald could feel the feathers warmly running all over his cock. So did Dez. Suddenly a fifth feather came out from underneath their seats and swiftly started tickling their balls. Both Men hit the ceiling. Their balls were so ticklish they didn't know what to do at that point but stop both of their tickling torments for a moment. Both of the men's eyes went from squinting to being wide open in ticklish terror. Gerald held onto his feather between his fingers and resumed tickling Dez with his own two fingers. Both Men looked around the room and saw some of the staff and prisoners getting up and cleaning themselves off with tissues. Most of them re seated themselves. Only one left the room. There was at least 30 people watching the Men tickle each other's feet. And all were wearing the most satisfactory of smiles.
Dez started to moan loudly. One of the feathers was stroking and tickling the sensitive vein near the head of his cock. His orgasm was building at an incredible rate now. After the 3 years of being here of his 20 year sentence he was now fully conditioned to cum to being tickle tortured. But he hated the humiliation aspect and fought tooth and nail not to cum. They always say the prisoners are not allowed to cum while in the hole... but Dez knew better. And he wasn't going to be the first one. If he came... things were going to be so much worse for him tonight. But between how ticklish his balls were becoming and Gerald tickling his feet with the "come hither" type tickle on both his feet...right in the arch... Dez knew his fate might be absolute.
Gerald watched as Dez tried to move his hips in a last attempt to avoid the tickling. His laughter was a wild mix with the moaning. Gerald was laughing uncontrollably himself as Dez was tickling him between his toes again. And this was causing Gerald's cock to become effected immeasurably. He wanted to cum so badly now... but the feathers wouldn't take him over the edge. They just kept him exactly as he was. On the edge of cumming. A torture all of it's own.
Gerald has just enough sense to wiggle all of his fingers in Dez's direction. And Dez shook his head with all of his last might. Gerald sadistically started tickling Dez's feet all over...WILDLY and with no sense of pattern. He would jump back and tickle underneath his heels for a period... while jumping to the tops of his feet tickling them back down to around the ankles. But Gerald as insane as he felt he was becoming... was beginning to feel almost angry himself... and decided to go directly back to the middle of Dez's feet because that seemed to tickle Dez the most. And every time he tickled him there... Dez's cock would jump and wave. Like a spider at a rave concert, Gerald gave Dez the tickling of this life. Dancing, jumping, wiggling... Dez's cock strained against the feathers wiggling madly around his extremely sensitive prick and sac. His muscles were going into muscle failure at all of the repeated attempts to break away. For the first time in a long time..... Dez felt himself being outdone.
Dez shut his eyes and prayed he wouldn't go over the edge... He was practically eating his gag from the terror of being forced to cum to this torture. He even tried to bite the sides of his mouth for a different sensation. But... he was just too close now. His eyes began to roll into the back of his head. Sweat was dripping from his long, black hair and down his muscular chest. His after 5 trim was glistening with wet shine. He looked back at this tickler just in time to see Gerald reproduce the feather. He wished he hadn't dropped his... but it was too late now. Gerald laughing angrily and lowered the feather... wiggling it all over his splayed foot. Between Gerald's wiggling and tickling fingers on his left foot... and the feather tickling his right arch... Dez was about to lose control of his cock. The feathers between his legs danced and shook... tickling his cock into a frenzy!
"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHNOMOREEEHAHAHAHAHAHAAHPLLLLEEEEASE STOAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! Dez's leg's were sweating now... and he was able to move his ass a couple inches down on the seat... enabling the feather on his balls to move directly onto his his asshole. The wild, tickling feather, made is whole body become ticklish and sensitive. Air at this point was tickling him. He tried to get away by moving back up on the seat but he kept sliding back down....his seat now slick with sweat. Dez REALLY had fucked up now. His own tickling fingers came to a stop as his sensitive feet, ass, and cock were one in this fright filled and hellish tickling festival. Some of the feathers circled the wet head of his cock while one tickled the vein underneath the head. Meanwhile the tickling of his ass was so sensitive it became too much as Dez finally spurted out like a crazed fountain of cum. His orgasm sprinkled and jumped out, long and well for a couple of minutes. This was his most intense orgasm since he'd been here and it brought him incredible relief. Gerald watched Dez, overjoyed at his "win". He laughed at him with eyes. Squinting... with as much sadistic menace as he could muster. Although that look only lasted a few seconds and his own machine of feathers continued tickling his extremely hard dick.
The Guard walked back into the room. "Well..... that was a great show maggots. Now I told you the rules... no one was allowed to cum.. and Dez.. you didn't listen huh? Well that's ok...we're just going to have to start all over again. The guard wiped up Dez's sensitive cock with a warm towel.
4 Guards invaded the room and took hold of Dez. They flipped him over and put him on his knees. The seat was folded out into a table. His feet were repositioned into the stocks. His wrists were handcuffed to the table. Meanwhile 2 of the prisoners left with the stats of the "game" for the rest of the prison to begin clamoring and gossiping over. The last prisoner in his booth continued to watch, holding off on his next orgasm till the game was resumed. The Guards in the room took positions near Gerald's feet, and Dez's armpits. Suddenly the nurse appeared and with the Guards help, made them swallow more erection inducing "vitamins". The guards picked up the feathers from the floor... and took out their hardened cocks. Gerald's hard cock was still being tickled by the feather machine and he laughed underneath his gag hard and wild. His eyes searched frantically for a kind face but found none. He watched as the guards lowered their own feathers to tickle his feet since Dez was no longer available for the job... and he listened as he was instructed to continue tickling Dez's feet. Dez's ass was now going to get a very direct inside tickling as the Guard who locked them into this fate, took off his pants and positioned himself behind Dez. A very evil looking Guard began to tickle Dez's cock with his fingertips. The other guards tickled Dez under his armpits with their fingers hard and deep. Gerald renewed his feather and finger tickling of the now upside down feet in front in front of him. The guard directed Gerald to also tickle HIS feet as well" I LOVE it maggot!!! Tickle my soles while I give your friend here a deep, hard FUCK. exclaimed the guard. Gerald took his feather and tickled the Guards soles as commanded....meanwhile tickling one of Dez's feet with his racing fingers. This caused the Guard to immediately penetrate Dez and give him a VERY long, deep, and INTENSE fucking. Both men began to cry... but the crying only lasted a few minutes as their cries turned into laughter once again.
The rest of the prison population went to bed very late enjoying the stories being passed around about Dez and Gerald. They knew when Gerald and Dez were finally released... after some rest... they were going to have a very fun time fucking with them. Or rather... tickling them... unmercifully. This prison had become an entire prison full of Tickling Sadists. And unfortunately... Dez and Gerald were now the newest targets of the prison.
Part 3: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showth...-M-m-feet&highlight=Silver+State+Penitentiary
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