Princess in Distress

I didn't post anything in a while, so here you go, here's another story. I hope you'll enjoy it!
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‘You really shouldn’t be walking around like that,’ Alexis heard a soft laugh behind her back.

She stopped for a moment and looked at herself. She had just an oversized black sleeveless shirt on and pants hidden under it. She had to admit that it wasn’t the most usual outfit ever.

‘I’m at home, though,’ she responded with a giggle.

‘Yeah, but it’s not your home.’

She shrugged.

‘Meh. Want another beer?’

A single chuckle meant the positive answer. Alexis grabbed two bottles and went back to the room.
Even though she was a guest there, she quickly took control of the place like it had forever belonged to her. She administered the fridge, the kitchen, she even wore the clothes that made her feel comfortable, regardless of any possible social rules. She had woken up in her current outfit and she had only applied a bit of make up on her face, not making the effort of at least putting shorts on. She wasn’t going anywhere anyway.

Beer was good. It was always good, especially when drunk in someone’s companion. This someone was Jake; and a pretty significant someone, since Alexis didn’t mind parading half-naked around him. They weren’t a couple, unless a couple of friends counted. Just a girl and just a boy who had spent last night together at the latter’s place.

The age difference between them could be considered quite significant. She had just turned nineteen, while Jake was already in his late twenties. In any other situation it might’ve even bothered her, but they two had known each other for so long that the gap became just an irrelevant number. After all, it was not about the age, but about the connection that two people shared. And the connection between Alexis and Jake was surprisingly strong.

She gave him a tiny kiss on the mouth just because she felt like it. That was her. A carefree blonde, tiny and slim, yet incredibly adorable in this half-girly, half-womanly way, who hugged and kissed boys for no other reason than her own pleasure and satisfaction. They rarely refused. Why would a guy turn away from such a sweetie who wanted physical contact?

Alexis had straight shoulder length hair and deep blue eyes. She also had a friendly face and attractive body, and she took every opportunity to remind the world of the latter. That was one of the reasons she was wearing next to nothing. She saw that look in Jake’s face. The guy didn’t even know where to stare. His gaze shifted between her tiny bare feet, no polish on, her smooth pale legs, her smiley face and her chest. Alexis wore no bra. With her small breasts she didn’t really need to. Although she was wearing a black shirt, the outline of her puckered up nipples was clearly noticeable on the material. It helped even more that just before she got into the room, she pressed the ice cold bottles to her chest, just to underline the effect.

They had drunk last night and they had drunk quite heavily. Not excessively, though. They were both fine, no hangovers, no puking, none of this crazy stuff, just crazily lazy the day after. But they had still been able to do their job in bed. Well, mostly Jake. Guys always had it much tougher when drunk. It might’ve not been his A-game, but at least B plus nonetheless. She got satisfied and that what really mattered. And now they would spend some time doing nothing, drinking more beer and just enjoying themselves.

At least that’s what Jake thought. Alexis still wanted to be busy, at least a little bit. Nothing too serious, but just keeping herself occupied for a while. She did what she did best and she laid down on her friend’s arm. He put his shoulder around her and hugged her. She was breathing straight into his neck, making the hairs stand. It was fine, at least for a while, because the feeling soon got quite annoying.

‘Shh, stop it,’ he whispered.

Alexis nudged him gently.

‘Last night you called me better. Also, nope,’ she giggled.

‘Okay. Stop it, princess. It feels weird.’

She puffed a blast of hot air into his ear, then put her tongue out at him.

Jake rolled her eyes and shifted his position. The girl fell flat on her side.

‘Ouch,’ she murmured, but he didn’t react.

She got up quickly and stretched, making sure he was watching. Making sure he saw how her breasts jiggled under the shirt, how her ribs protruded slightly, how her bare legs and feet flexed as she was tiptoeing. He did. He had seen her doing it so many times before, he had seen her without all those garments, so there wasn’t really anything left to his imagination, but it still worked on him. It worked even more when she laid down on the couch and put her head on his laps. She giggled as she felt a slight bulge appearing right under her ear.

‘Woah, you’re so easy to please, Jake,’ she giggled again.

He couldn’t do much more than roll his eyes once again and let out an exhausted sigh. She was much more hyper than he was, but at least she had never told him ‘no’. Knowing that he could always get in her, virtually whenever he wanted, made it a little easier to put up with her constant activity and a bit childish attitude.

He finished his beer after she had finished hers, then he gently shoved her away and got up.

‘You’re restless, princess, aren’t you?’ he sighed. ‘But perhaps you’re right. Guys aren’t that complicated.’

He grabbed her by the wrists and helped her get up. His hands landed on her buttocks. They were flat, but pleasantly soft. So was her upper body as he pressed her to his chest. She was a good head shorter than him, so her face rested below his chin.

She giggled and jumped suddenly, almost hitting him in the jaw. He moved away in the last possible moment.

‘Hey! What was that for?’

Jake smiled at her.

‘Because you’re so bratty and annoying, princess.’

Then he ran his hand over her side once again, holding Alexis with the other hand so she wouldn’t step away. She responded with a soft laugh.

‘It ain’t bratty,’ she told him when he finally let her go. ‘And boldness is good. I’m sick of those cute and helpless little girls who can’t do a thing, you know? We all need an ounce of balls to get by somehow.’

He had to admit that she was right. Dumb princesses with two left hands barely got anywhere. That’s what he found so appealing in that tiny blonde girl. She might be careless and childish, but she had her brains. At least a little of it. And she had bravery. At least this playful one, because she still screamed whenever she saw a poor spider wandering around. Some things just never changed, no matter who was the girl.

Jake nudged the blonde gently, leading her into another room. She had already proven his point. She had got him up and now she would have what she wanted to have. And she wanted just one thing. She just refused to admit it so easily.

They sat at the edge of the bed. Jake made the first move, just like a guy was supposed to. She pretended to fight back, to hesitate, but it never lasted long. She loved the taste of his lips. She loved how he cupped her cheeks, rubbed her back and made her feel butterflies in her stomach. This time it was no different. She got into it from the moment he touched her.

Jake shoved her onto the mattress. She sat up, then let him push her again. She fought back a bit to make it last a little longer. It wouldn’t be that fun if they went straight to the making out. He wrestled her down on the bed, eventually pinning her wrists to the mattress. A quick peck on the mouth made her blush.

‘So what now, princess?’ he smirked. ‘Not so bold anymore?’

Their lips locked. Alexis felt Jake’s tongue moving past her teeth, a warm, slick muscle gently grazing her own. She closed her eyes and embraced it. Jake’s hands slowly slipped down her sides, rubbing her body through the thin material of the T-shirt. She arched slightly under the touch. A tiny giggle escaped her mouth.

Her shirt got lifted up, exposing first her flat stomach, then her slightly protruding ribs and a pair of not so big pale breasts. The cotton garment went higher, over her head and elbows, before it got thrown on the floor, next to the bed. Her pink nipples were already perky, but they stiffened further when Jake groped her. She moaned silently, not letting go of the kiss.

A silent click brought her alertness back. Alexis opened her eyes instantly, breaking the spell, and looked up. Another click followed and she found herself cuffed to the bed posts, arms spread wide.

A confused look appeared on her face as she asked:

‘What are you—’

Jake just smiled and brushed her cheek.

‘Don’t sweat, princess,’ he giggled, ‘only testing how bold you still are. What is your biggest weakness?’

Her eyes blinked as she stared at him dumbfounded. She noticed his hands raised, fingers wiggling slowly, and then she finally understood the question.

‘No!’ she screamed, thrashing under his weight. ‘Don’t do it!’

She wasn’t afraid, at least not yet. She’d been friends with Jake for long enough that she was almost certain he wouldn’t hurt her. It was all just a play, but if she had a choice, she’d much rather go on with kissing and snuggling in bed. But she did not. Trapped on the bed and left just in her pants, she lay pinned down with Jake’s body, her naked torso vulnerable and exposed.

She watched with growing terror, still twitching and fighting with the cuffs, as his hands got closer and closer. Her instinct told her to suck her stomach in, what she did immediately. It only further underlined her skinniness. Her chest rose slightly and her ribs protruded a bit more, pale skin spread on the bones.
Jake was already so near, watching his friend wiggling and giggling uncontrollably, even though he hadn’t touched her yet. She was a fun girl, he had to admit, and he was quite sure the upcoming events would be just as fun.

Alexis let out an abrupt shriek when his fingers finally brushed her exposed ribs. Her body shot up, but stopped immediately, bouncing off the mattress. Jake was just too strong and heavy to get thrown off. She fought helplessly, rocking her hips left and right, but to no avail. She was only losing her strength, to Jake’s pure content.

His hands danced on her ribcage, slowly exploring the sensitive skin. He was taking his time, but at the same time making the most of the girl’s revealing position. And he was acting very gently and sensibly to prolong the play. His fingertips just barely grazed her naked upper body, patiently working on each and every rib on their way. Alexis snorted.

‘Are you having fun, princess?’ Jake teased her.

She just shook her head, jerking on the handcuffs. Their soft, almost fluffy padding prevented her from hurting herself, yet they did their job perfectly. No matter how hard the girl would thrash, her arms would remain spread wide and useless, unless she somehow managed to break the bed posts. This wasn’t some cheap sex shop stuff. Those cuffs could easily serve as a legitimate police item. Except that no policeman would want to parade with his tools covered in bright pink fur.

‘Damn it, Jake, screw you!’ Alexis couldn’t hold her giggles.

‘Shh… such a bad mouth, princess. You should watch your words…’

He pressed his fingers to her sides, forming tiny claws. His nails gently scratched Alexis’ ribs, forcing the girl to let out another unwilling shriek.

‘Damn it!’ she repeated, jolting instinctively. ‘Get off with those nails!’

It only made him smile politely.

‘As if.’

He leaned closer, resting his hands on the mattress. His lips brushed surprised Alexis. She puckered up a fraction too late, but he waited for her. This was much more pleasant. Despite her arms still being cuffed and her movements hindered, she still could enjoy the warmth of his body and the tenderness of his mouth. His shirt rubbed on her naked skin, sending tiny waves of pleasure down her spine. It was as if he did it on purpose, pressing his chest to hers just to playfully irritate her erect nipples. She liked it; she always liked when someone stimulated her and Jake was quite good at it. She could feel the tension slowly growing in them both. His, physically poking her bare stomach, and hers, trapped under the only piece of clothing she had on.

His left arm slid under her shoulder blades. She arched slightly and leaned on it. His skin felt so warm. His lips felt so warm. His breath felt so warm. He backed away slowly, leaving the girl’s kissing desire unsatiated. She followed him, craning her neck as far as she could, but he was already out of her reach.
Alexis grunted silently, showing her disapproval. She didn’t like when the fun stopped before she got fulfilled, but Jake didn’t seem interested in carrying on. That was his idea of having a good time.

A prod out of nowhere made her shriek suddenly. That was even more of his idea. Having his arm under Alexis’ back, he had the easiest access to her ribcage he could only think of. His palm just rested there, close to her shoulder blade, while his fingers brushed her exposed ribs in smooth, patient motion. She had nowhere to go. She tried to swing her body away from his hand, but it was pointless. She only made herself more vulnerable, revealing more of her delicate ticklish skin. He took full advantage of it, grazing her bare sides with his nails, running his fingers over her ribs and back, while his other hand stroked her neck playfully.

‘Jakeeeeeeee!’ Alexis let out a fake sad wail before she thumped flat on the mattress, face up.

‘What’s wrong, princess?’ he asked, getting his limb from underneath her body. As fun as it was, he got a feeling that a couple more minutes and his arm would fall asleep for good. This wouldn’t help him at all.

He was mounting her again, staring at her gasping face. She looked so cute. A delicate pink on her cheeks made her more lively, so did her shallow panting as she tried to steady her breathing. Her bare breasts rose and fell rhythmically. He cupped them gently, bringing a smile of satisfaction on Alexis’ face.

She gave him a pleased look as his palms rubbed her, drawing big circles on her chest. She closed her eyes and purred silently, arching under his touch, just to get more of it. Her nipples, two tiny pink spots, were already stiff and rock hard. She knew what else was. She could still feel it poking her, despite the thick jeans that Jake was wearing. She didn’t care. What really mattered was whether she was pleased and as for that moment, she definitely was. She moaned again when Jake squeezed her breasts. He leaned forward, exhaling hot air onto her neck. Tiny goosebumps appearing down her spine made her shiver.

‘Let’s see if they’re ticklish too, princess,’ she heard him whispering into her ear.

Her eyes opened suddenly and her face expression changed. The pleasurable moans got pushed aside, exchanged for the silent anxiety. It lasted only a while, because that was how much time she was given between Jake’s words and actions.

Then she was anything but silent. It even scared her. She didn’t think… she wouldn’t imagine that it would be so unbearable. Yet, when his index fingers stroked the tips of her nipples, she couldn’t help it but burst in uncontrollable laughter. Her back arched against her will, making her pale breasts further vulnerable. She tried to speak, to ask him to stop, but words got muffled by her explosive reactions. Instead she just shook her head, clenching her tiny fists and smashing her bare heels onto the bed, drowning in series of shrieking and guffawing.

Two pairs of handcuffs clanged as the girl thrashed on the mattress, wailing under the touch. Jake had finally found a very sensitive spot. He watched his friend’s face slowly turning red as his fingers worked on her erect nipples, grazing the tender skin in a monotonous manner. Alexis had nowhere to go. She could only lie there, overwhelmed by him, and laugh her lungs out, begging him unintelligibly.

She looked beautiful, spread out half-naked, completely on his mercy. Her slim torso gleamed lightly from the sweat. Her face was getting wet from first tears appearing in the corners of her eyes. She was so adorably helpless and he thrived on her helplessness.

‘Jake… Christ… stop…’ she finally managed to utter a couple words when he gave her a short break. A couple tears ran down her rosy cheeks.

Jake smiled at her.

‘Come on, princess. I know you like it. You do it all the time.’

‘Do what?’ she asked, but she knew he was right. She liked it even if she struggled now and then.

‘You know. The way you dress, the way you act… your craving for touch. You’re always around, rubbing into people, parading with as little clothes as possible. You enjoy it. Deep down inside you want to be tickled. And deep down inside you want me to tickle you.’

And they both knew it was all truth. She hoped it would go way further than just making out in bed. She hoped he would see how it turned her on and he delivered. A part of her wanted him to stop, because she was going crazy, but a part of her wanted him to carry on, even if she was going crazy. She wasn’t sure which part was bigger, but she wasn’t one to make the decision.

He made it for her, slipping his hands a tiny bit lower. Her nipples got a while of rest, but she was still far from content, because Jake had found another weak spot near enough. He gently pressed his fingertips to her soft areolas, making tiny, almost unnoticeable rubs, and she burst in laughter again. It was much better than having to deal with her nipples teased, but it still tickled like hell.

‘Fuck! Stop it!’ she screamed, bashing her head onto the bed.

He barely listened. Driving his fingers up and down, drawing lazy circles on the entire sweaty surface, he stared at tiny Alexis being slowly pushed to her limits. Her face gleamed with sweat and tears now and the rose of her cheeks turned into full red. She was coughing and snorting, trying valiantly to throw him off, but she could barely disturb his steady position.

It was even funny. A frail girl lying on her back, cuffed to the bed posts, fighting with a strong guy mounting her. Not only funny, but also cute in the most appealing way. In the way that pushed him to speed up the predicament just to see how much more he could get out of this sweetheart.

She was all sweaty now, so without the unneeded friction his fingers moved much easier, brushing her exposed chest. She could barely move. She only twisted and slapped the mattress, but it was no obstacle in getting what he wanted. Circle after circle, her face burned a little bit more, her eyes watered, her screams and laughter became more high-pitched, more desperate, more helpless. Then he went back to the old spot and she lost it completely.

Her words turned into an unintelligible blabber as he gently scratched the overly sensitive tips of her nipples with his nails. Alexis was sure they had never been so erect and so hard before; neither they’d been so sensitive. She didn’t know if she liked it anymore. A part of her body, the lower one, surely appreciated it as she became wet, but the other part was engulfed in almost agonizing torture of constant laughter. She could barely see through her tear-filled eyes and she was slowly losing her breath.
Fortunately for her, Jake noticed all that.

‘You okay, princess?’ he asked, letting her rest again. She only nodded, unable to say a word.

He left the room, but soon returned, bringing in a bottle of water. It was ice cold, which might not do well for her heated up body, but she didn’t care. She just drank to soothe her tired throat.

Then she twitched spastically and let out a short shriek. Jake was grinning at her, having poured a bit of water between her breasts. An ice cold stream of transparent liquid ran down the naked skin until it spilled onto the mattress. Alexis’ body covered in goosebumps, but she just gave him a surprised look.

She looked okay now, so he could move on to the next part. She didn’t protest at first, then started thrashing again, but just to pretend that she wasn’t that easy. This time it was rope, not handcuffs, that Jake used to keep her in place. He tied one end around Alexis’ ankle, the other around the bed post, then repeated the pattern with the other leg. After a short struggle he had the blonde spread out completely.
She knew what was coming and she knew it would be bad. Not as bad as with her breasts, but still bad. Her feet were really ticklish and Jake had had a lot of occasions to see it. She had given him a lot of them on her own, walking barefoot, putting her legs on his, providing him numerous chances of tickling her, even abruptly. Most of times he had been really gentle, so she could hold it, but today she knew he would like to test her limits. Still, she’d much rather take that than allow him to torment her nipples.

Jake started slow, only barely grazing her heels with his fingertips, but it gave him the response of a soft giggle nonetheless. Alexis flinched, wiggling her feet. It would become bad soon enough, but the first touch was quite pleasant.

She had nice feet. She liked them, she wasn’t afraid to show them off and Jake liked them, too. They were quite tiny, which wasn’t surprising since Alexis was a short girl herself, but definitely shapely. Maybe because she rarely wore high heels and all those weird, fancy shoes that slowly ruined legs. She was totally a comfy sneakers girl. She had no nail polish on, because she couldn’t be bothered to do anything more than just a basic make-up in the morning. It didn’t make her feet any less pretty, though. She also had those slightly pink, soft, smooth soles that Jake was taking care of. And he loved every single bit of those, from her bare heels to her short, thin toes that she kept curling as he slowly spidered his fingers up her skin, inducing short bursts of giggles.

Alexis tried to fight the urge to flinch and twitch, but it wasn’t easy. Jake was as gentle and careful as he could, but her muscles kept sending signals to her brain and there wasn’t much that she could do about it. She breathed steadily, smiling and giggling in her X-shaped position, but her feet moved involuntarily, drawing circles in the air. Jake had no problems following them, though. He was still grazing her heels, the most stable part, so he didn’t even have to do much. He liked the sense of touching those tiny, adorable soles. He liked how she reacted to his petting and he liked how his own body reacted to her reactions. The bulge in his pants was huge now, huge and stiff. It was slightly uncomfortable, because he’d feel much better not having it trapped in his jeans, but he had to deal with it. There was time for pleasure and there was time for… well, the other pleasure.

Right now he was still working on Alexis’ laughter. Giggles were fine, but he wasn’t there just for giggles; and he knew she wasn’t either. She should’ve known where it would lead and she surely did. So he moved up a gear.

When he grabbed her right foot in a firm grip, she already knew what was coming. She tried to prepare, but no one could prepare for such thing. Keeping her foot as stable as he could, he moved his fingers on her arch and wiggled them gently. She snorted, then giggled, then she threw her hips up, because he paced up. Scribbling his nails up and down steadily, he fought with her foot wiggling crazily.

‘Jesus, Jake, it tickles!’ she screamed, announcing the most obvious thing in the world. It was supposed to tickle. That was the whole point.

He lowered his arm, running nails over her heel again. This was a much more secure spot, because she couldn’t run away from the teasing at all, but also quite effective. Alexis was crazily vulnerable right where her heels ended, but arches didn’t start yet. A thin belt of pink, delicate skin that brought waves of helpless laughter and tears to her eyes.

‘Fuck! Not there!’ Alexis thrashed on the mattress, once again having troubles with speaking. She curled her toes and pushed on her restraints as hard as she could, but it just didn’t work. She couldn’t do anything to prevent her sensitive soles from being tickled ruthlessly.

So instead he changed the spot. He focused on the outer edge of her foot. And he hit jackpot again. Switching between the sole and the top, dragging one finger up and down, then all five across, he tormented the poor girl until she burst in tears again. She wept, but she still laughed, still fought, still curled her pretty toes with no polish on and still tried to get away from the grip. And still failed miserably.
Jake loosened the hold for a moment. She registered it a split second too late, but even if she had been quick enough, she would’ve got caught again. Her ankles were tied to the bed. How could she even stand any chance? He grabbed her toes and bent them back, exposing five skinny, soft, pink stems. It would be a torture. She knew it.

‘Jake…’ she gasped.

‘Cut me some slack, princess,’ he smirked. ‘You know you like it.’

And he was right once again. She would beg him to stop, she would scream and laugh and guffaw and try and wail, she would hate him for digging his fingers under her toes, but when he was done, she would realize that she really liked it and that the next day she’d love him to do the same. That’s how it worked. That love-hate relationship she had with tickling that moved on and on. And she was with an adorable guy. What else could she want?

But right now she wanted him to stop, because she found his nails on her flexed stems, scribbling mercilessly up and down the whole length of her toes. She erupted in loud, hopeless laughter. She tried to curl her toes, but once again she lost to the strength of his grip. Jake was having the time of his life, patiently scratching the soft, tender skin while she was struggling once again, thrashing helplessly on the bed. Her half-naked body bounced off the mattress. Her sweaty palms clenched into tiny fists. Her other foot wiggled furiously in the air, but the tortured one rested at the edge of the bed immobile, pink and sweaty, despite her efforts to get away from the tickling.

She tried to speak again, to ask him to stop, but there was no chance a single understandable syllable would escape her mouth. She was all screaming and laughing as tears dripped down her red and exhausted face. Her tiny toes, no polish on, clutched to his fingers, trying to overpower the hold, but the harder she tried, the stronger Jake scribbled on those adorable stems, pushing Alexis further and further into the ticklish craziness.

She was hot and covered in a thick layer of sweat. It dripped from each body pore, moisturizing the linen under her. Her throat burned, her chest burned, her stomach burned, but his nails still didn’t stop their savage work. They grazed her skin fiercely, getting the most of the girl’s sensitivity.

When he stopped, she was breathing heavily, sobbing and sniffling. Her naked chest rose and fell rapidly. She lay limp, regaining strength after a long and cruel torture. She was happy that it had already stopped, but a part of her craved it again. Maybe not yet, maybe in an hour or two, when she steadied her breath and rested a little, but she wished it happened again.

Jake uncuffed her and untied the knots holding her ankles. She didn’t move. He slowly took her pants off. They were wet. She still didn’t move. Then he removed his own. The bulge sprung straight. Alexis lay down, staring as he climbed on the bed, admiring his athletic body.

‘It was fun, princess, isn’t it?’ he asked.

She just smirked.

‘Can’t hold it anymore, can you?’

She knew he couldn’t. And she knew she couldn’t either. She was wet. Her nipples were stiff and sore. She lifted her hips slightly and let him get in. That was her prize. The pleasure after a pleasure. She closed her eyes and embraced as he slid his tongue down her throat. A good twenty minutes later she was gasping heavily again, even more sweaty and even more sore. He laid down next to her and whispered into her ear:

‘Next morning I’m getting you again, princess. We’ll see how ticklish your other parts are.’

Great story...well written and descriptive!