One time, I decided to have a 2-day"sleepover". I invited all 15 of my guy friends(who i managed to get tickle obsessed). I also invited my really good friend, Molly, who is great to be around and is friends with all my friends. Molly is about 5'4, blond, and very slender. And extremely ticklish on her stomach. My guy friends came first. I told them what we were going to do and had time to prepare b4 Molly arrived. I have a Ping-Pong table in my basement. We removed the net and attached 4 handcuffs to it. we got some rope too. just in case...*evil laugh*. When Molly arrived, we all went downstairs. the first thing she saw was the table. she was confused for a moment. We took advantage of that moment to tackle her and 'cuff her to the table. Molly, as i said, is extremely ticklish, but enjoys being tortured. When we cuffed her to the table, we took out scissors(she was wearing and old shirt) and cut her shirt off just under her breasts, showin her entire belly. we also pulled her pants down just a bit to show even more belly. to make sure she didnt hurt herself bucking, i took some rope and tied it around her waist. Then we each took out our own fav tickle tool(such as feather, feather duster, electric tooth brush and talcum powder, fingers, hair, etc.). We all started to tickle her belly. Holy sh*t, how ticklish she is there! she started to buck around and scream and laugh and beg and cry rite away, all at the same time! i think this was the most people she ever had tickling her at once( as i said before, 15 people, and myself), so she was unprepared for how bad it tickled. we gave her a safe word, but i think either she didnt want to use it, or she fergot it. she didnt say it once!! we tickled her for about 3 hours(she didnt want us to stop! it was amazing!) she got here at 3:15 and it was 6:30 when she really looked like she couldnt take any more serious tickling and we stopped. i decided it was time for dinner, so we left molly tied there(giving her a breather) and made dinner. we left her tied up, so we fed her ourselves. but we all "accidentally" dropped some of her food on her belly and had to slurp it up ourselves. then we had desert; milkshakes. a couple of my friends "accidentally" spilt theirs into her naval over and over again, and had to drink it up, or slurp it up. dinner took a while(about 2 hours). we watched a tv show(with Molly still tied up on the table). then we untied her and took her into my back room. there i had my own "thing" that i wanted to tie her one. It looks sort of like a half circle with a little thing on the back where the feet go and room on top for the arms to go. its padded and comfortable. Whe tied her on it(so her back went on the curved part) it stretched her shirt so that it went up a little and her pants so that it went down a bit, so even more tummy was exposed.we took out our tools again and started tickling her again. there were so many of us that you couldnt even see any of her skin. this went on for an hour, and then we went to bed, with molly back on the table. we slept in shifts, half of us tickling her, while the other half slept. In the morning, we untied her and let her sleep in my bed for a couple of hours. Then the tickling resumed, this time just on the half circle. we let her sleep that night, then she went home. It was all really fun. and she said she enjoyed it too!
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