Different holiday, but tickling is a timeless subject
Sarah tried to be a good hostess. But now her Halloween party had taken an unfortunate turn.
The one remaining guest who wouldn't leave now had her in a tight predicament.
Stretched out on the bed face-down with ankles cuffed together, spikey high stilettos removed and her delicate soles were now vulnerable to whatever this masked fiend had in store for her. Her wrists were tied together and secured at the headboard. She couldn't see anything with the mask over her eyes. The hooded stranger had overpowered her while she was alone to clean up after a long and crazy party.
The creepy hooded villain began to climb on the bed, and she began to panic thinking about what he would do to her. She normally didn't wear anything as skimpy as this black widow costume and she felt almost naked all over with no escape. She felt his hand touch the back of her calf. Then his fingers began slowly walking up to the back of her knee and stopped. Sarah was scared and lay still, there wasn't much else she could do.
He broke the silence with, "You party was wonderful. Great food, music, plenty of booze. Plenty of people gabbing about whatever. There just seemed to be one part that was lacking. There just wasn't enough laughter. Don't you think?". She couldn't make out his voice, his costume mask had a voice changer.
"Well...", he started "that's why I was more than happy to stick around to help you out." and his fingers walked back down to her heel. Sarah's mind began to panic. She was devastatingly ticklish and couldn't bear even the slightest touch. Her worst fear came true as this creepy man began to tickle her sensitive feet. The lacy stockings offered no protection. In fact, they were betraying her. The light tough of his devious finger tips was torturously gliding across the threads of lace and sending tickle sensations through her body.
She struggled so desperately to keep from laughing, and her clenched teeth did an admirable job at first to keep her mouth quiet. But once his fingers began to dig and tease just a slight bit harder, her will cracked and a grunt blurted out, followed by a burst of uncontrollable laughter.
"Oh, see? Now that's the beautiful sound your party needed.", he teased. Then he proceeded to destroy her tender soles. Sarah was in darkness and it made the sensations even more unbearable. She pulled hard against the restraints. Never had she laughed so hard and was desperately trying to think straight. Why was this man doing this? When was he going to stop? Who was he anyway? Suddenly, it didn't seem to matter as he began working her toes over and her mind went hot white. The torment went on forever.
He stopped and she gasped hard as she tried to catch her breath. Maybe it was over. Then she heard jingling and then a zipper. He opened a bag and said, "Sorry about your stockings.". She didn't care about the damn stockings. But she started to dread when she felt him cutting them off her feet with a small pair of scissors he retrieved. Her exposed bare feet got a good dose of lotion as he poured it on and his fingers began to spread and work between her toes. She exploded in laughter as she couldn't fight this new devilish sensation.
"Oh good," came his teasing tone, "I was hoping this would be helpful for you." And he completely tickled between each toe and every inch of her soles. The slippery lotion was maddening and her laughs became higher pitched and more frantic. Sarah couldn't take it and was going crazy. She tried to beg for mercy, but she couldn't find the ability to speak while the tickling continued. Laughing her head off she couldn't concentrate. Would someone save her from this? She couldn't remember if her roommate would be coming home tonight and actually didn't know what time it was. The torture felt like it had been going on for hours.
Once completely weak, spent, and giggle-gasping, the mad man stopped and began to unhook her legs. She tried to find the strength to kick, but had none while this monster rolled her body over. This made it easier to breath, but she felt him spreading and re-securing her legs.
"Oh....please...", she weakly got out. Still unable to see through the mask now wet from her tears.
"Oh, now don't you worry.", he teased, "I promise I won't forget your frontside." With that, he began squeezing her ribs. Sarah erupted. Her sides and stomach hurt from laughing long and hard. Even so, this new teasing coaxed new squeals from her. She came unhinged when he deftly found a special spot above her hips. She had never endured anything like this and fuses were blowing in her brain. Her body was also aching in her crotch as she realized she was soaking wet - either from pee or a strange torture induced pleasure.
He must have noticed and stopped. Gasping again, she heard him rummaging through the bag and then felt her lace costume, panties, and bra being snipped, followed by cool air on her wet crotch. Her breast was now free from the tight constraint and her nipples were rock hard and perky. She now felt naked from her neck to her thighs. A very private person, Sarah was even self-conscious while looking alone at herself in the mirror. Now she was on full display in front of this stranger.
"You're incredibly beautiful.", she heard him say and it shocked her. "I promised you I wouldn't forget your frontside." His fingers began caressing her belly button and tickle shivers flooded her body. Distracted by this she barely felt the device sliding inside her...until he turned it on. Instant vibrations radiated her ultimate pleasure spot and she screamed as it overwhelmed the remaining nerves in her head behind the dark mask. She had never felt such a warm, wet, mechanical stimulation in her life. As he slowly adjusted the speed and intensity, her breath quickened and her body tensed.
The creepy tickler was far from done as he straddled her and began kissing and teasing her nipples with his tongue. It was a delicious and tickly feeling the core of her body welcomed, but her mind became a scrambled mess as his finger tips touched the soft hollow of her trapped armpits.
"Noooo", she groaned until his fingers danced into action. The soft sensitive skin was under an assault that sent her into insanity. She had never had her tickle spots and pleasure spots teased at the same time. Her laughs and screams began to be overridden by an intense otherworldly pleasure coming from her pussy and she burst into a shattering orgasm. Toes curled, body tight, the moaning noise from her body came from deep inside her and continued to pulse while he tickled and kissed.
Mercifully, he stopped a few seconds later and turned the vibrator to low, then off. Sarah's entire body tingled from a pleasure she never dreamed existed. Panting desperately to catch her breath and still enjoy the glow she was under, she was completely spent.
All grew quiet in her room and stayed that way for a few minutes. She heard a shuffling, followed by, "See what I mean, that's the sound your party was missing." Her body still throbbing and every inch of her skin covered in goosebumps, she was stunned as he turned the vibrator on again.
"WAIT!...WHAT ARE YOU DOAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!", she was interrupted while he began tickling her poor lotion-covered feet again. This time he was using a bristly brush on the slippery cream, and began dialing up the vibrator intensity. After the first orgasm, Sarah was even more heightened and within minutes, he detonated another orgasm. This time, Sarah passed out from the intensity.
The next morning, Sarah woke with a jump as she realized she had blacked out. Her body was still exhausted but also tingly. Confused, she realized she was in panties and t-shirt. Pulling on some sweats, her room was clean. In fact, the rest of the house was clean and orderly after the party. Had there been a stranger, or had she dreamed the whole rest of the night? She found a Halloween bag on the coffee table. In it was a black rose, her cut-up costume and a black remote control vibrator, with a note:
YOU'RE AN AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL WOMAN - FROM HEAD TO TOE AND EVERYWHERE IN BETWEEN! STOP TO LAUGH EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE
It wasn't a dream. She had no idea who this stranger was, and it scared and thrilled her. He cleaned up and didn't seem to have stolen anything. Menacing, but he gave her a night she'd never forget and orgasms she'd never experienced before.
Sarah jumped when keys began to open the door. Her roommate Lauren entered with a suitcase.
"Hey Sarah, how was the party?"
Sarah realized she was still a little dizzy as she tried to speak and only managed a weak, "It was okay..."
Lauren said, "We had a blast in New York. Want some Sunday brunch? You look a little beat. It must have been quite a bash. I wish I could have made it." Seeing the black rose and Halloween bag on the coffee table, she remembered, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I hired an entertainer to help you out since you were gonna be alone. Can never be too careful if a party gets out of hand. From some place called the Black Rose. A couple ladies at Tina's batchelorette party back in June highly recommended them. Said they're very detailed and mind blowing at all types of events. Did someone come?"
Sarah blushed, "Yeah, actually...twice."
Sarah tried to be a good hostess. But now her Halloween party had taken an unfortunate turn.
The one remaining guest who wouldn't leave now had her in a tight predicament.
Stretched out on the bed face-down with ankles cuffed together, spikey high stilettos removed and her delicate soles were now vulnerable to whatever this masked fiend had in store for her. Her wrists were tied together and secured at the headboard. She couldn't see anything with the mask over her eyes. The hooded stranger had overpowered her while she was alone to clean up after a long and crazy party.
The creepy hooded villain began to climb on the bed, and she began to panic thinking about what he would do to her. She normally didn't wear anything as skimpy as this black widow costume and she felt almost naked all over with no escape. She felt his hand touch the back of her calf. Then his fingers began slowly walking up to the back of her knee and stopped. Sarah was scared and lay still, there wasn't much else she could do.
He broke the silence with, "You party was wonderful. Great food, music, plenty of booze. Plenty of people gabbing about whatever. There just seemed to be one part that was lacking. There just wasn't enough laughter. Don't you think?". She couldn't make out his voice, his costume mask had a voice changer.
"Well...", he started "that's why I was more than happy to stick around to help you out." and his fingers walked back down to her heel. Sarah's mind began to panic. She was devastatingly ticklish and couldn't bear even the slightest touch. Her worst fear came true as this creepy man began to tickle her sensitive feet. The lacy stockings offered no protection. In fact, they were betraying her. The light tough of his devious finger tips was torturously gliding across the threads of lace and sending tickle sensations through her body.
She struggled so desperately to keep from laughing, and her clenched teeth did an admirable job at first to keep her mouth quiet. But once his fingers began to dig and tease just a slight bit harder, her will cracked and a grunt blurted out, followed by a burst of uncontrollable laughter.
"Oh, see? Now that's the beautiful sound your party needed.", he teased. Then he proceeded to destroy her tender soles. Sarah was in darkness and it made the sensations even more unbearable. She pulled hard against the restraints. Never had she laughed so hard and was desperately trying to think straight. Why was this man doing this? When was he going to stop? Who was he anyway? Suddenly, it didn't seem to matter as he began working her toes over and her mind went hot white. The torment went on forever.
He stopped and she gasped hard as she tried to catch her breath. Maybe it was over. Then she heard jingling and then a zipper. He opened a bag and said, "Sorry about your stockings.". She didn't care about the damn stockings. But she started to dread when she felt him cutting them off her feet with a small pair of scissors he retrieved. Her exposed bare feet got a good dose of lotion as he poured it on and his fingers began to spread and work between her toes. She exploded in laughter as she couldn't fight this new devilish sensation.
"Oh good," came his teasing tone, "I was hoping this would be helpful for you." And he completely tickled between each toe and every inch of her soles. The slippery lotion was maddening and her laughs became higher pitched and more frantic. Sarah couldn't take it and was going crazy. She tried to beg for mercy, but she couldn't find the ability to speak while the tickling continued. Laughing her head off she couldn't concentrate. Would someone save her from this? She couldn't remember if her roommate would be coming home tonight and actually didn't know what time it was. The torture felt like it had been going on for hours.
Once completely weak, spent, and giggle-gasping, the mad man stopped and began to unhook her legs. She tried to find the strength to kick, but had none while this monster rolled her body over. This made it easier to breath, but she felt him spreading and re-securing her legs.
"Oh....please...", she weakly got out. Still unable to see through the mask now wet from her tears.
"Oh, now don't you worry.", he teased, "I promise I won't forget your frontside." With that, he began squeezing her ribs. Sarah erupted. Her sides and stomach hurt from laughing long and hard. Even so, this new teasing coaxed new squeals from her. She came unhinged when he deftly found a special spot above her hips. She had never endured anything like this and fuses were blowing in her brain. Her body was also aching in her crotch as she realized she was soaking wet - either from pee or a strange torture induced pleasure.
He must have noticed and stopped. Gasping again, she heard him rummaging through the bag and then felt her lace costume, panties, and bra being snipped, followed by cool air on her wet crotch. Her breast was now free from the tight constraint and her nipples were rock hard and perky. She now felt naked from her neck to her thighs. A very private person, Sarah was even self-conscious while looking alone at herself in the mirror. Now she was on full display in front of this stranger.
"You're incredibly beautiful.", she heard him say and it shocked her. "I promised you I wouldn't forget your frontside." His fingers began caressing her belly button and tickle shivers flooded her body. Distracted by this she barely felt the device sliding inside her...until he turned it on. Instant vibrations radiated her ultimate pleasure spot and she screamed as it overwhelmed the remaining nerves in her head behind the dark mask. She had never felt such a warm, wet, mechanical stimulation in her life. As he slowly adjusted the speed and intensity, her breath quickened and her body tensed.
The creepy tickler was far from done as he straddled her and began kissing and teasing her nipples with his tongue. It was a delicious and tickly feeling the core of her body welcomed, but her mind became a scrambled mess as his finger tips touched the soft hollow of her trapped armpits.
"Noooo", she groaned until his fingers danced into action. The soft sensitive skin was under an assault that sent her into insanity. She had never had her tickle spots and pleasure spots teased at the same time. Her laughs and screams began to be overridden by an intense otherworldly pleasure coming from her pussy and she burst into a shattering orgasm. Toes curled, body tight, the moaning noise from her body came from deep inside her and continued to pulse while he tickled and kissed.
Mercifully, he stopped a few seconds later and turned the vibrator to low, then off. Sarah's entire body tingled from a pleasure she never dreamed existed. Panting desperately to catch her breath and still enjoy the glow she was under, she was completely spent.
All grew quiet in her room and stayed that way for a few minutes. She heard a shuffling, followed by, "See what I mean, that's the sound your party was missing." Her body still throbbing and every inch of her skin covered in goosebumps, she was stunned as he turned the vibrator on again.
"WAIT!...WHAT ARE YOU DOAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAA!!!", she was interrupted while he began tickling her poor lotion-covered feet again. This time he was using a bristly brush on the slippery cream, and began dialing up the vibrator intensity. After the first orgasm, Sarah was even more heightened and within minutes, he detonated another orgasm. This time, Sarah passed out from the intensity.
The next morning, Sarah woke with a jump as she realized she had blacked out. Her body was still exhausted but also tingly. Confused, she realized she was in panties and t-shirt. Pulling on some sweats, her room was clean. In fact, the rest of the house was clean and orderly after the party. Had there been a stranger, or had she dreamed the whole rest of the night? She found a Halloween bag on the coffee table. In it was a black rose, her cut-up costume and a black remote control vibrator, with a note:
YOU'RE AN AMAZINGLY BEAUTIFUL WOMAN - FROM HEAD TO TOE AND EVERYWHERE IN BETWEEN! STOP TO LAUGH EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE
It wasn't a dream. She had no idea who this stranger was, and it scared and thrilled her. He cleaned up and didn't seem to have stolen anything. Menacing, but he gave her a night she'd never forget and orgasms she'd never experienced before.
Sarah jumped when keys began to open the door. Her roommate Lauren entered with a suitcase.
"Hey Sarah, how was the party?"
Sarah realized she was still a little dizzy as she tried to speak and only managed a weak, "It was okay..."
Lauren said, "We had a blast in New York. Want some Sunday brunch? You look a little beat. It must have been quite a bash. I wish I could have made it." Seeing the black rose and Halloween bag on the coffee table, she remembered, "Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you. I hired an entertainer to help you out since you were gonna be alone. Can never be too careful if a party gets out of hand. From some place called the Black Rose. A couple ladies at Tina's batchelorette party back in June highly recommended them. Said they're very detailed and mind blowing at all types of events. Did someone come?"
Sarah blushed, "Yeah, actually...twice."
