SlaverTickler
06-24-2006, 08:52 PM
Heather & Anna do Steph
By SlaverTickler
Featuring TMF Member’s
Heather, Anna, and Steph
Prologue:
It all took place on a cool spring day, as the birds began to chirp early one morning. The vivacious Steph awoke to find herself slightly behind schedule, 10 minuets late for work. Quickly the raven haired beauty ran into the bath room, and jumped into the shower. Warm water washing away the DNA CJ had left on her large breast the evening before. As the sticky love juices were washed away she remembered how good it had felt to have him inside her, and wished he was in the steaming shower with her.
Pushing her lustful thoughts aside, the buxom beauty quickly dried herself off and slipped on her favourite pair of red Victoria Secret’s panties. For once she would actually have a valid reason for not wearing a bra on a Wednesday, other then just to tease those young male interns. Though if she did it would have been the black one that showed through the clingy silk blouses she often wore. Quickly she rolled up her red thigh high stockings, and wrapped a knee length black skirt around her waist.
“The boys are going to be walking funny today.” Steph giggled, as she adjusted her belt, “I’d feel sorry for them if I didn’t enjoy it so much.” she added, running the crease out of her skirt with her right hand, “Ah, they love every minuet of it anyways.”
Adding to her time problem was the fact that Steph’s car had been in the shop for the last 3 days, forcing her to take the bus. The woman was often offered rides home from work, witch she took, it was the offers while waiting for the bus that concerned her. That very morning a strange looking man in a van pulled up as she waited for the bus that morning and pleaded for her to let him drive her to work Steph refused, and even threatened to call the police if he didn’t leave her alone. However when a light blue Cadillac pulled up and two women offered her a lift, the busty brunet felt it was safe.
“Wow, you guys are really saving my life this morning.” she said slipping into the back seat, “By the way my name is Steph.”
“Hi.” said a sweet voice as a woman looked over the front seat “I’m Heather, and this is Anna, and we’re kidnapping you.”
“What?” replied Steph in disbelief, only to have a chemical sprayed in her face by Heather.
“We’ll see if your boyfriend can pay off his gambling debts once he knows we have you.” said Anna.
“…CJ d-doesn’t…” then her world went dark.
Part 0ne: See no Evil
When she woke up, she knew she had been stripped of her blouse and skirt despite being blind folded. Steph could feel the rope that held her wrists to the arms of the chairs she was tied to, or that bound her nylon covered ankles and thighs to it’s legs. The bound beauty’s memory was hazy at best, she remembered being maced with some sort of knock out drug, and she remembered the irony of having turned down a ride from a man because she though he looked weird. ‘That’ll teach me to judge a book by it’s gender’ thought Steph, ‘Why did they grab me for, CJ doesn’t gamble, it must be a mistake.’ Error or not, the legal adviser was helpless, and at the mercy of her captors. In fact she couldn’t even remember what the duo looked like. Though she currently couldn’t see her abductors, she like what she heard.
“Oh yeah, that’s so good Anna.” squealed a voice in the darkness, “You know I love it when you work me that way.” she continued, “Your so good with your fingers.”
“Oh yeah, what about when I do this?” answered a second voice.
“Oh… no hehehehehe, hahahahaha, not there, you know better… hehehehehe, hahahahaha… please Anna, not that!” screamed Heather, “Oh, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, no, not there, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please stop, no, no!”
Steph heard a loud thud, as the unseen tickle fight ensued, and she wondered what was worse, being a prisoner of the two women, or not being able to watch there crazy love making only a few feet away. At any rate the laughter roared on, and echoed off the wall of whatever venue they were in. At one point it seemed the pitch changed, and Steph was sure Heather had taken control for a short time, only to lose it back to Anna again. Not being able to see the action was driving Steph crazy, like some sort of tease, but instead of being visual it was all sound. Natural feminine curiosity made her want to see what was going on, and her normally hot libido going nova.
“Oh no, heather please, not there… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… let me up… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, no, not that… giggle, snort, stop it please, HEATHER STOP!” screamed Anna, but her lover had other plans.
“You like her don’t you?” asked the other voice, “Her big titties, and her sexy red panties, you want to fuck her don’t you?”
“No, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I don’t…. snort… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, I-I swear, please stop it!” pleaded the tormented woman.
“You are such a lire!” exclaimed Heather, “You know you want her, you want to feel those big boobs in your face, and her lips kissing you all over, don’t you.” she added, “Just admit it and I’ll stop.”
“No… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… you’ll torture me… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… even more.” squealed Anna in response.
“No I won’t I promise, I wouldn’t blame you she’s very sexy, just confess and every thing will be fine.”
Steph almost felt sorry for Anna, but considering her own predicament, and the other woman’s roll in it was hard to. On the other hand it sounded like Heather was pretty ruthless in the torturing of her lesbian lover, and Steph wondered how long it would be before the two women turned their attentions to her. Part of this was actually very arousing to Steph, who (like most ticklee’s) she had always fantasized about being abducted by a stranger and mercilessly teased and tormented by them. Naturally nobody really expects, or actually wants, such a thing to happen, but it was a popular fantasy. Now Steph found her self in such a situation, and it was truly exciting, as well as terrifying. The legal adviser’s pussy grew wet with anticipation, while her belly fluttered with dread, it was an emotional rollercoaster .
“WAIT… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… PLEASE… snort, gasp, snort… I SURENDER, I CONFESS… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, I’D DO ‘ER… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHA, I CONFESS, I GIVE, UNCLE, AUNTY, MERCY!”
Suddenly everything went quiet, far to quiet. The silence was defining and Steph’s hear pounded so hard she thought she felt it in her throat. Then she heard more wrestling around, and her more grunting, and squealing. ’What the heck is going on’ thought Steph, ’She only said what her lover wanted, then again how many times do we girls pull the same stunt on a guy and fined the truth hurts a lot.’ The struggle ended when the bound brunet felt someone slide between her legs under the chair. At first she thought one of the girls was trying to escape by crawling between the legs of the chair, but it would prove to be something different.
“No, let me out of here!” screamed Anna’s voice, “Get of my legs right now!” she added.
“How could you say that!” exclaimed Heather, “How could you say you want to be with another woman!”
Steph noted a hint of playfulness in heathers voice, and breathed a sigh of relief. The buxom brunet even felt the corners of her lip curl upward, and couldn’t help smiling at the anticipation of what was coming to one of her captors from the other. The restrained woman wished she could see the what was about to happen so badly that she could feel both her labia and her nipples swelling with desire. It was almost as if she could cum just from the sight of watching this Anna getting tickle tortured.
“AH, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT.. PLEASE HEATHER, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, I CAN’T STAND IT ANYMORE… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA…!” bellowed Anna as she squirmed under Steph’s chair, “PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHA, I’M SORRY, STOP NO MORE!” she added, much to Steph’s amusement, “NO, NOT THAT, NOT UNDER THE TOES… PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT NOW!”
“Your really sorry?” asked Heather, “How do I know your not just saying that because I’m torturing you?”
“I swear I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have said any of that if you hadn’t been tickling me in the first place, baby.”
“So does that mean none of it was true?” asked Heather, “You don’t fined her attractive, and you wouldn’t ‘do her’?”
“Well I never said that.” added Anna teasingly, “Oh oh no… not again… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, mercy, mercy, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, no more please!”
“Ok you little brat, you’ve been tortured enough… for now.” she said, “I think you’ve earned a reward actually.” she added sliding a drawer open, “What do you say we us ol’ Silver tonight.”
“Yeah!” cheered Anna, as Steph heard the familiar humming sound of a Silver Bullet vibrator being turned on.
Part Two: When Heathers away…
Heather and Anna’s love session seemed to go on for hours, an was maddening to someone who couldn’t gain pleasure herself. Steph hormones were raging and her clitoris was throbbing with arousal. When the days events were done she could her the soft breathing of the exhausted lovers as they, no doughtily laid in each others arms. Still tied helpless to the chair, as comfortable as it was, the beautiful brunet had no way to elevate her own sexual frustrations. After what seemed like a few hours, Steph heard movement in the room, as one of the two women got to her feet.
“Ok Anna, I have to go meet with our employer, and then call our esteemed guests boy friend.” said a voice, obviously Heather’s, “You stay here and keep a watch on your ‘new girlfriend’, while I’m gone.” she teased.
“yah, yah, leave me alone, you almost killed me with ol’ silver.” replied Anna, “I’m going to walk funny for a week I think.”
“Oh poor baby…” said Heather followed by the sound of a rump being smacked, “You loved ever minute of it.”
“Te-he-he, yeah I know… I love you Heather.” she said.
“I love you too sweetie.“ was the reply, as the door was closed.
Steph listened as her remaining captor got up and walked past her. There was the sound of a refrigerator door being pulled open and Anna rummaging through it’s contents. ‘I could use a drink of water.’ though Steph as she heard the other woman taking a seat in a chair not far from her, ‘I wonder if I should ask her for a drink?’ Then, as if reading her mind, the bound woman felt her hair pulled back, and a pair of soft lips pressing against her. Both women’s lips parted slightly, and Steph felt the refreshing sensation of cold water passing between her’s. The kiss lasted what seemed like forever, and the entire thing was one of the most sensual moments she’d experienced in a long time. The bodacious brunet could feel her nipples stiffen as the cold drink ran down her through, and soft lips pulled away.
“You’ve been tied like that for hours.” said Anna, “Your legs must be feeling sore, let me help you out.” she added, untying her prisoners left ankle and thigh, “I’ll massage it, and get you circulation going again.” she said, as she retied Steph’s leg across her lap.
“Um, that’s ok… I’m good… really.” said Steph nervously, “I, uh, if I could maybe walk around a bit it would be better I think.”
“I’m sure it would, but then you might manage to escape, and I’m afraid Heather would skin me for that.” rebutted Anna, “Wow, you have great legs, but your so tense, are you nervous or something.” she added, “We aren’t going to hurt you, just hold on to you until your guy comes up with the cash he owes.”
Steph felt the other woman’s hands gently kneading her firm thighs, her touch becoming more and more arousing. Like a shark smelling blood her captor picked up the sent of her dampening loins and pressed on, allowing her massage to tern into more of an erotic caress. Soon long nails were being dragged along the inner and outer curve of the bound woman’s upper leg. Little giggles began to slip from the prisoners lips, and Anna knew she’s found her days amusement.
“Please… giggle… this isn’t necessary, I’m quite… snicker, giggle, giggle… alright.” said Steph, desperately trying to keep her composer, “You don’t… giggle, giggle, giggle, have to go to any
t-trouble on my account.”
“Oh it’s no trouble honey.” answered the woman, “Actually I’ve been looking forward to spending some time alone with you.” she added, “I know you heard me and heather making love earlier, and you seemed to enjoy listening in on our little tickle fight as well” Anna continued, her voice seeming to become very sly in tone, “Did you enjoy listening in on us, did it turn you on.”
“No, it was disgusting, an abomination!” exclaimed Steph dishonestly, “Women should be with men, not other women.” she added, continuing the fain distain, “Now let me go!”
“Mmmmm, I don’t think so.” sighed Anna, slipping of one off her captives shoes, “I think you loved ever minuet of it, and I think you wished you could have played with us.” she added sniffing the air, “I can smell your arousal as we speak, you want to play with me right now… don’t you?”
Steph bit her bottom lips at the sound of her shoe hitting the floor. A single nail slowly scratch the nylon clad sole of her foot, causing her to jerk, and let out a soft squeal. Anna giggled at her pretty victims reaction, and repeated the toe-heel stoke several times, each reaction more delicious then the one before. Yet, despite her feelings of impending doom, her clit throbbed with sexual anticipation, and her labia swelled with desire. Soon, 5, long, unseen finger nails were dancing over her helpless foot. Giggle grew into laughter, and her juices began to lubricate and glimmer off her fat pussy lips. It was every Lee’s dream/nightmare come true, and she was caught in the center of it all.
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… oh, no, giggle, not that… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please leave my feet alone.” pleaded Steph, “Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, this isn’t fair… snort, hehehehehe, hahahahaha.”
“Oh is my foot massage turning into a tickle torture?” asked Anna with mock sympathy, “Maybe it’s you guilty conscious from the way you enjoyed my punishment earlier.” she concluded, slipping her nails under her captives wiggling toes, “Maybe you should just confess you secret longing for a woman’s touch and you torment will end.”
No, please, stop it!” exclaimed Steph as another wave of uncontrollable laughter erupted.
The bound beauty thrashed wildly in the wooden chair, and her jiggling 40 D-cup breast brought great amusement to her unseen tormentor. Steph’s feet were one of the most ticklish placed on her entire body, and Anna was prepared to explore ever delicious curve of the helpless woman, unless she concealed to her sexual curiosity. On the other side the flailing brunet was certain her nose was must have grown an additional 3 feet from repeatedly denying her longing to experiment. It was something she’d been tempted by it in college, but was the one thing she’d never had the nerve to try.
Helpless and in hysterics Steph shuttered, giggled, and jerked, as she felt the other woman’s hand slowly crawl up her calves to her knee. Not being as sensitive there gave Steph a bit of a breather, but only for a second as she soon felt the long nails clawing at her inner and outer thigh. Soon the legal adviser was out of control with laughter, her head flailing, leaving her hair stuck to her face. The unseen woman laughed and cooed as she brought her fingers further up her captives thigh, no doubt looking forward to reaching the glistening prize at the end of the journey.
“Oh no… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, snort… stop it please.” she squealed, “Not there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe hahahahaha… please, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, anywhere but there… snort, cough-cough, snort… it’s torture there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha not there, not there, NOT THERE!”
“Oh yes, right there.” replied Anna sensually, as she slipped her finger into Steph’s belly button, “Confess now, or I’ll leave my finger there until Heather comes back… in an hour or so.” she threatened
“OH GOD, PLEASE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, OK, I WANT T-TO EAT PUSSY, AND I WANT YOU TO EAT MY PUSSY… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… PLEASE STOP IT HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAAHHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT, I CONFESSED PLEASE STOP!” she begged.
In seconds Anna had untied her prisoners legs, pulled her panties off, and kneeling between her firm tanned thighs. Steph cooed as she felt the other woman’s tongue lick the juices from her upper legs, and groaned as she felt her it roll over her swollen pussy lips. A pair of hands firmly grasped her big tits, and she felt unseen finger pinching at her fat nipples. On of the hands slid down her body back to her wet snatch, and she felt a finger slip between her fat labia.
“Oh, mmmmm, oh ya.” moaned Steph as a tongue flicked her throbbing clit, “That’s it, don’t stop, finger me faster… that’s the spot, rub it… rub it harder… oh yea oh yes, OH FUCKING GAWD YES!” she screamed, she’d have rolled into a ball if she could have, she came that hard.
Steph felt her self being lowered backward and was soon resting on the groan, with her legs in the air. There was a sound of feet stepping on either side of her head, and she felt the hem of a skirt on the bridge of her nose. Soon the bound brunet could feel the warmth of hot labia hovering over her face, and she readily opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. It would be the first time she would taste a woman, but it wouldn’t be the last.
Part 3: Shrill of the Night
When Steph woke up she was right where the two women had left her upon Heather’s return, bound spread-eagle and naked to a padded platform. The days event with Anna had left her completely exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. It was truly as if some one had found out one of her greatest fantasies and made it real. The bound beauties only concern was what would happen when the two women discovered they had grabbed the wrong person. It had to be a mistake, her man wasn’t a gambler so he couldn’t owe their employer anything. It was all so bizarre.
The captive woman heard a creaking sound, as someone approached her position. The bound woman twisted her head to hear better where the sound was coming, then she felt the soft touch of a long feather on her left cheek. Steph sighed as she felt the object slide dove her neck and over her shoulder. The feather soon found it’s way into the sensitive cup of the brunets armpits, and Heather skilfully manipulated it, and had her prisoner squirming and giggling like a school girl.
“Oh no… giggle… please not that… hehehehehe… I’m so sensitive… hahahahaha… please don’t do this to me.” pleaded Steph
“Mmmmm, and it just so happens that I love to tickle pretty-pretties like yourself.” replied Heather softly, “Your in for a long night, but I think you’ll enjoy it.”
“No… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please I need some sleep… hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I’m exhausted.” she explained as a second feather stroke her on the other side, “Please… giggle, giggle… not two feathers… hehehehehe, snort, hahahahaha… that’s to much!”
The helpless woman felt her loins dampen yet again, and like Anna before her, Heather picked up the scent almost immediately. Steph wiggled about on the padded surfaces, as she felt the tormenting feather gently stroke down her bare side’s only to have them return to her armpits again. The woman’s robust bosom was brought to her tormentors attention as they jiggled like Jell-O, and the stroking feather caused greater hysterics as they targeted her stiff nipples.
Steph pleaded for the torture to end, but it was as though her captor took them as words of encouragement, and intensified thing, by blowing a long hard raspberry between her big tits. The laughter the erupted from the buxom beauty made what she been doing the earlier sound like playful giggles. The feeling of the soft lips against her tanned skin was over whelming, and caused her eyes to well with tears.
“Oh please… hahahahaha… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I can’t stand it any more!” pleaded Steph as she felt the soft lips kissing down her belly, as the feather continued to tickle and tease her breasts, “Please… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, I’m begging you… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, stop please… snort… your killing me… hehehehehe, hahahahaha.”
Heather heard her victim whinny like a horse when she circled her tongue around Steph’s belly button. felt Heather’s strong tongue circle her belly button, The violent, and desperate thrashing body turned on Heather so much it made her own pussy wet with desire. The assailant continued her onslaught, slipping her tongue deep into the other woman’s navel and wiggling it around.
“NO, NOT THAT PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, I CAN’T STAND IT ANY MORE, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHE… HAVE M-MERCY PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… giggle, snort, giggle, HAHAHAHAHA, STOP IT, NOT THERE, PLEASE STOP!”
Heather would not stop, she continued torturing her helpless victim for an entire hour, keeping a steady pace. Soon no sound came from Steph’s luscious body, as her lungs struggled to suck in air, and still she received no mercy. Tears streamed down from under Steph’s masked, and her body convulsed, this had to be the most ruthless tickling she’d ever experienced in her life. No amount of begging seemed to penetrate her tormentors conscious. Then the bound beauty felt something soft stroke her throbbing clit, and she realized it was one of the feathers.
“I’ll bet you like how that feel don’t you.” said Heather, “I suppose tickling you clit is ok, right?”
“Mmmmm, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… oh, mmmmm, uh, oh, no not that… hehehehehe…” she groaned an squealed.
“Then answer my question.” demanded the other women, as she stroked Steph’s belly button with the other feather, “You like to have you pussy tickled don’t you?”
“Hehehehehe, hahahahaha, mmmmm, oh, eek, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… yes, yes I do, please have mercy!” exclaimed Steph, “I’ll do anything you want… mmmmm… just leave my belly button alone… hehehehehe, hahahahaha… it so ticklish.”
Keeping a feather on the fat clit, Heather climbed onto the counter, and straddled Steph’s tickle contorted face. The helpless woman could feel the warmth of the other woman’s vagina as it neared her lips, and as she did for Anna, she opened her mouth and began to lap it’s wet juices. Heather cooed, and leaned forward, pressing her lips against her prisoners wet slit. Soon both women were groaning as they sucked and licked at each others loins, bringing each other the blissful climax.
Part 4: Final Climax
Steph was woken from her restless sleep by hands pulling her to her feet. The groggy blind folded woman had been haunted all night by dreams of unseen hands tickling her mercilessly. All evening she would awaken to find herself still bound and blind folded to the table, she would eventually fall back to sleep only to feel the ghost hands on her voluptuous form again.
“We are going to have so much fun today.” said a voice she recognized as Anna’s, “You are going to wish you’d never dated a gambler.”
“What are you taking about, I’m not involved with a gambler.” sighed Steph as she was bent backwards, her lower back being supported by bench of some sort, “CJ isn’t a gambler, you have the wrong person.”
“Oh yes he is.” replied Heather, “ The strangely thing is, he seems to have vanished after he learned we’d grabbed you.” she continued, as the positioned their prisoners neck and wrists into a set of stocks, “We were wondering if you had any idea where he might run too.”
“No, he wouldn’t abandon me, you have him mixed up for another guy, it isn’t my CJ!” exclaimed Steph as her upper body was immobilized, “Let me go please, I can’t help you, don’t you understand?”
“You can explain it all to us sweetie.” said Anna, as the duo locked the busty brunet’s ankles into another set of stocks, “ Then you’re going to tell us where you boy friend would go to hide out.”
Steph’s naked body was now bent like a bow, and she was utterly helpless. Despite the unappealing look of her position, she wasn’t feeling any discomfort, but very, very vulnerable. The legal adviser felt a cool chill shake her luscious body and her nipples began to stiffen. Voices whispered, and she knew that her tormentors were planning their course of action, determining how to approach breaking her strong will. They had to know it wouldn’t be easy, because Steph was utterly dedicated to her boy friend, but she also knew that time was on their side, and even she couldn’t hold out forever. Finally the whispers stopped, and the helpless woman could hear her captors moving in on her.
“Oh please, let me go.” pleaded Steph, squirming in her restraints, “I wouldn’t know where he would go, if her lied about his gambling then he could lie about where he hangs out too.”
“That is very true.” said Heather, her voice coming from the lower half of Steph body, “If that is the case, then your in for a very rough time, and we are going to have a blast.”
“Ok, ok, but let me say one thing first.” blurted the woman in desperation, “Are you aware that Anna messed around with me while you were out.”
“Of course,.“ replied Anna, her soft voice in Steph‘s ear, “She never left, I sat and watched the entire show the two of you put on late last night as well, it was so hot.” she added with a chuckle.
“Did you really think we would ever cheat on each other.” Heather chimed, Even with someone as sexy as you, I’m afraid not.”
The two women giggled, and Steph felt goose bumps rising on her tanned skin. A soft fingertip circled her left areola, and she could feel warm breath on her swelling labia. Soon a soft giggle escaped from her lips, witch was echoed by her two lady tormentors. The buxom beauty’s boobs jiggled as she tried to turn her body away from the soft touch of Anna’s fingers on her nipples. Then she felt a light stoking on her damp loins, and recognized the touch of Heather’s tongue. This was so evil, and at the same time so delicious. Steph cooed and chuckled, her body caught between the conflicting sensations. It was going to drive her mad, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Anna’s turned her long, unseen nail lose on Steph remarkable bosoms, gently scratching there outer curve. The bound woman snickered, and soon burst into laughter, unable to hold back for very long. Heather’s skilled tongue lapped at the sweat juices produced by her swollen pussy, and added the use of her own nails on the prisoners firm inner thigh. Steph squealed and cooed, caught between the ecstasy of oral pleasures and the indignity of the ticklish torment. Her body twitched, and she could feel tears starting to well-up in her eyes already.
“Hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please don’t” exclaimed the jerking female, “I don’t know where he is… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I swear I don’t!“ she added, “Don’t torture me please… snort, giggle, snort… your torturing me stop it!”
“Oh you love it.” replied Anna, slipping her fingers into the hallows of Steph’s underarms, “You’ve loved every delicious second of teasing and tormenting we’ve done, and your loving this too.” she added, “In fact I’m loving it a lot myself, I could use a little attention on my flower.”
“Well you have a capable mouth right next to you, just straddle it, she loves doing it.” advised Heather, “Hope on and let Stephie give you a ride.”
The hysterical laughter was soon muffled as Anna covered their captives mouth with her own wet slit. Thinking it could gain her favour with her tormentors, Steph began to work her laughter convulsing tongue over the other woman’s swollen labia, and could here her moan in appreciation. ’If I do a good job giving them head, maybe they will let me go, or at least let me have a break.’ though Steph.
“She needs to be tickled harder.” moaned Anna, “The harder she laughs the better it feels.”
Heather’s tongue stopped teasing her pussy, and she felt finger start to rake mercilessly over her soft flat belly. Steph’s screams would have wakened the dead, if she didn’t have a wet pussy smothering her. The ticking of her stomach was so intense she began to convulse in her restraints. Both women knew her belly button was he worst spot… or best from the duos perspective… and it was only a matter of time before they used that against too. The two ruthless women were just toying with her, until they grew bored, then they would really work her over, and she would be forced to tell them what ever she knew.
“Oh yeah, this chick really knows how to lick a pussy.” groaned Anna gleefully, as her fingers wriggled inside Steph pits, “Mmmmm, she has natural talent, my love.”
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please stop I can’t take it, let me go!” screamed Steph when Anna slipped of her face, “Please, I don’t know…. hehehehehe, hahahahaha… I don’t I swear let me go!”
“I for one hope your telling the truth.” said Heather, her index finger circling Steph’s navel, “Because I want to do this all day.”
Steph trashed wildly, or at least as much as she could, trying desperately to escape her bonds. The other two women laughed at her helpless, vain, squirming, while continuing to run their fingers all over her naked body. Long nails ravaged her plum tits, flat belly, and firm legs. In moments she was a whimpering, giggling , mound of flesh. All she could do was lay their and take it, and her tormentors were experts at dishing it out. Sometimes the girls would change places, allowing the other to straddle her pretty face while the other tickled her belly or licked her pussy. Either way the result was the same, mass hysteria.
“Ok, now it’s time to play hard ball!” exclaimed Anna, “No more kid gloves, tell us where your man is, or we are really going to turn up the heat.”
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I told you, I don’t know where he would go… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… please stop, let me go!” Steph begged, “Oh no not there, not again please no!”
“Tell us what we want to know, or you belly button is going to get it!” said Heather, licking the sweat from Steph tummy, “We know you can’t stand it, so just tell us what we want to know and we will leave.”
“But I don’t know, please don’t… oh, oh no, please don’t… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… STOP IT, I CAN’T STAND IT PLEASE STOP!” begged Steph at the top of her lungs, “NO, GET OUT OF MY B-BELLY BUTTON… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… NOT MORE PLEASE I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY MORE!”
Her please fell on amused ears, as both her tormentors giggled at her misery. Over the sound of her laughter Steph heard a loud humming, and soon felt her labia being spread. Soon the tip of a vibrator was pressed against her clit, and she added groans of passion to her hysterical screams and laughter. Then, just as the pleasing sensation of the vibrator began to over whelm the sensations of the tickle torture, it was pulled away. Steph screamed every curse she could think of, in both English and Italian, the two women cracked up at their captive tormented words.
“YOU BITCHES… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… I’LL KILL YOU IF YOU TEASE ME… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAH, HEHEHEHEHE, MAKE ME CUM!” she screamed, “YOU EVIL COWS… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, GET ME THE FUCK OFF!”
“Wow!” said Heather, “She sounds serious, I guess we better let her cum.”
Steph felt the tip of the vibrator on her clit again, and began to coo as she laughed. Her lower body vegan to thrust upward towards the source of her pleasure. Slowly, and mathodicly she felt the device being pulled away from her, causing her to push her pussy as high up as she could. Then suddenly it was gone again.
“AH, I TOLD YOU I WOULD KILL YOU…. HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP TORTURING ME AND MAKE ME CUM!” exclaimed Steph helplessly, “I NEED TO CUM, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… NOW LET ME… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… CUM!”
Suddenly Steph felt the long shaft of the vibrator slip into her wet pussy, and a tongue began to lick her clit. One of the women still had her finger dancing around in her navel, but she didn’t care, she had a feeling they were going to let her cum now. Soon she was moaning, and the tickling sensations grew less and less prevalent. Coos became moans, and the moans grew louder, soon she was screaming and trashing, pulling at her bounds. Suddenly a small spurt of feminine juices hit the floor, and Steph shuttered from her third orgasm in a 36 hours time span.
“Very nice ladies, very nice indeed.” said a familure voice, “No if you’ll excuse us, I have to test out this thing I read about orgasms making people more ticklish then normal.”
“CJ?” asked Steph, “Is that you?”
“It sure is baby, I hired these two specialist as a surprise gift, wow did you 3 put on a show.” replied Steph boyfriend, “Here is you money ladies, have a good evening.”
“You too sir, although I think that goes with out saying.” said Anna with a giggle.
Soon all was quit, and for a second Steph though she was all alone. Then she heard heavy foot steps walking around her. CJ circled her helpless frame several simes before coming to a stop near her feet. Steph sighed as he simply waited their, torturing her with suspense. Bound beauty began to giggle nervously before her man even touched her, and when she did finally feel his finger on her helpless soles, she exploded with laughter.
“CJ, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, please not there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I’ve had enough please, hehehehehe, have mercy on me, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… I love you baby… giggle… STOP IT!”
The End
By SlaverTickler
Featuring TMF Member’s
Heather, Anna, and Steph
Prologue:
It all took place on a cool spring day, as the birds began to chirp early one morning. The vivacious Steph awoke to find herself slightly behind schedule, 10 minuets late for work. Quickly the raven haired beauty ran into the bath room, and jumped into the shower. Warm water washing away the DNA CJ had left on her large breast the evening before. As the sticky love juices were washed away she remembered how good it had felt to have him inside her, and wished he was in the steaming shower with her.
Pushing her lustful thoughts aside, the buxom beauty quickly dried herself off and slipped on her favourite pair of red Victoria Secret’s panties. For once she would actually have a valid reason for not wearing a bra on a Wednesday, other then just to tease those young male interns. Though if she did it would have been the black one that showed through the clingy silk blouses she often wore. Quickly she rolled up her red thigh high stockings, and wrapped a knee length black skirt around her waist.
“The boys are going to be walking funny today.” Steph giggled, as she adjusted her belt, “I’d feel sorry for them if I didn’t enjoy it so much.” she added, running the crease out of her skirt with her right hand, “Ah, they love every minuet of it anyways.”
Adding to her time problem was the fact that Steph’s car had been in the shop for the last 3 days, forcing her to take the bus. The woman was often offered rides home from work, witch she took, it was the offers while waiting for the bus that concerned her. That very morning a strange looking man in a van pulled up as she waited for the bus that morning and pleaded for her to let him drive her to work Steph refused, and even threatened to call the police if he didn’t leave her alone. However when a light blue Cadillac pulled up and two women offered her a lift, the busty brunet felt it was safe.
“Wow, you guys are really saving my life this morning.” she said slipping into the back seat, “By the way my name is Steph.”
“Hi.” said a sweet voice as a woman looked over the front seat “I’m Heather, and this is Anna, and we’re kidnapping you.”
“What?” replied Steph in disbelief, only to have a chemical sprayed in her face by Heather.
“We’ll see if your boyfriend can pay off his gambling debts once he knows we have you.” said Anna.
“…CJ d-doesn’t…” then her world went dark.
Part 0ne: See no Evil
When she woke up, she knew she had been stripped of her blouse and skirt despite being blind folded. Steph could feel the rope that held her wrists to the arms of the chairs she was tied to, or that bound her nylon covered ankles and thighs to it’s legs. The bound beauty’s memory was hazy at best, she remembered being maced with some sort of knock out drug, and she remembered the irony of having turned down a ride from a man because she though he looked weird. ‘That’ll teach me to judge a book by it’s gender’ thought Steph, ‘Why did they grab me for, CJ doesn’t gamble, it must be a mistake.’ Error or not, the legal adviser was helpless, and at the mercy of her captors. In fact she couldn’t even remember what the duo looked like. Though she currently couldn’t see her abductors, she like what she heard.
“Oh yeah, that’s so good Anna.” squealed a voice in the darkness, “You know I love it when you work me that way.” she continued, “Your so good with your fingers.”
“Oh yeah, what about when I do this?” answered a second voice.
“Oh… no hehehehehe, hahahahaha, not there, you know better… hehehehehe, hahahahaha… please Anna, not that!” screamed Heather, “Oh, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, no, not there, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please stop, no, no!”
Steph heard a loud thud, as the unseen tickle fight ensued, and she wondered what was worse, being a prisoner of the two women, or not being able to watch there crazy love making only a few feet away. At any rate the laughter roared on, and echoed off the wall of whatever venue they were in. At one point it seemed the pitch changed, and Steph was sure Heather had taken control for a short time, only to lose it back to Anna again. Not being able to see the action was driving Steph crazy, like some sort of tease, but instead of being visual it was all sound. Natural feminine curiosity made her want to see what was going on, and her normally hot libido going nova.
“Oh no, heather please, not there… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… let me up… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, no, not that… giggle, snort, stop it please, HEATHER STOP!” screamed Anna, but her lover had other plans.
“You like her don’t you?” asked the other voice, “Her big titties, and her sexy red panties, you want to fuck her don’t you?”
“No, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I don’t…. snort… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, I-I swear, please stop it!” pleaded the tormented woman.
“You are such a lire!” exclaimed Heather, “You know you want her, you want to feel those big boobs in your face, and her lips kissing you all over, don’t you.” she added, “Just admit it and I’ll stop.”
“No… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… you’ll torture me… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… even more.” squealed Anna in response.
“No I won’t I promise, I wouldn’t blame you she’s very sexy, just confess and every thing will be fine.”
Steph almost felt sorry for Anna, but considering her own predicament, and the other woman’s roll in it was hard to. On the other hand it sounded like Heather was pretty ruthless in the torturing of her lesbian lover, and Steph wondered how long it would be before the two women turned their attentions to her. Part of this was actually very arousing to Steph, who (like most ticklee’s) she had always fantasized about being abducted by a stranger and mercilessly teased and tormented by them. Naturally nobody really expects, or actually wants, such a thing to happen, but it was a popular fantasy. Now Steph found her self in such a situation, and it was truly exciting, as well as terrifying. The legal adviser’s pussy grew wet with anticipation, while her belly fluttered with dread, it was an emotional rollercoaster .
“WAIT… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… PLEASE… snort, gasp, snort… I SURENDER, I CONFESS… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, I’D DO ‘ER… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHA, I CONFESS, I GIVE, UNCLE, AUNTY, MERCY!”
Suddenly everything went quiet, far to quiet. The silence was defining and Steph’s hear pounded so hard she thought she felt it in her throat. Then she heard more wrestling around, and her more grunting, and squealing. ’What the heck is going on’ thought Steph, ’She only said what her lover wanted, then again how many times do we girls pull the same stunt on a guy and fined the truth hurts a lot.’ The struggle ended when the bound brunet felt someone slide between her legs under the chair. At first she thought one of the girls was trying to escape by crawling between the legs of the chair, but it would prove to be something different.
“No, let me out of here!” screamed Anna’s voice, “Get of my legs right now!” she added.
“How could you say that!” exclaimed Heather, “How could you say you want to be with another woman!”
Steph noted a hint of playfulness in heathers voice, and breathed a sigh of relief. The buxom brunet even felt the corners of her lip curl upward, and couldn’t help smiling at the anticipation of what was coming to one of her captors from the other. The restrained woman wished she could see the what was about to happen so badly that she could feel both her labia and her nipples swelling with desire. It was almost as if she could cum just from the sight of watching this Anna getting tickle tortured.
“AH, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT.. PLEASE HEATHER, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, I CAN’T STAND IT ANYMORE… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA…!” bellowed Anna as she squirmed under Steph’s chair, “PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHA, I’M SORRY, STOP NO MORE!” she added, much to Steph’s amusement, “NO, NOT THAT, NOT UNDER THE TOES… PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT NOW!”
“Your really sorry?” asked Heather, “How do I know your not just saying that because I’m torturing you?”
“I swear I’m sorry, I wouldn’t have said any of that if you hadn’t been tickling me in the first place, baby.”
“So does that mean none of it was true?” asked Heather, “You don’t fined her attractive, and you wouldn’t ‘do her’?”
“Well I never said that.” added Anna teasingly, “Oh oh no… not again… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, mercy, mercy, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, no more please!”
“Ok you little brat, you’ve been tortured enough… for now.” she said, “I think you’ve earned a reward actually.” she added sliding a drawer open, “What do you say we us ol’ Silver tonight.”
“Yeah!” cheered Anna, as Steph heard the familiar humming sound of a Silver Bullet vibrator being turned on.
Part Two: When Heathers away…
Heather and Anna’s love session seemed to go on for hours, an was maddening to someone who couldn’t gain pleasure herself. Steph hormones were raging and her clitoris was throbbing with arousal. When the days events were done she could her the soft breathing of the exhausted lovers as they, no doughtily laid in each others arms. Still tied helpless to the chair, as comfortable as it was, the beautiful brunet had no way to elevate her own sexual frustrations. After what seemed like a few hours, Steph heard movement in the room, as one of the two women got to her feet.
“Ok Anna, I have to go meet with our employer, and then call our esteemed guests boy friend.” said a voice, obviously Heather’s, “You stay here and keep a watch on your ‘new girlfriend’, while I’m gone.” she teased.
“yah, yah, leave me alone, you almost killed me with ol’ silver.” replied Anna, “I’m going to walk funny for a week I think.”
“Oh poor baby…” said Heather followed by the sound of a rump being smacked, “You loved ever minute of it.”
“Te-he-he, yeah I know… I love you Heather.” she said.
“I love you too sweetie.“ was the reply, as the door was closed.
Steph listened as her remaining captor got up and walked past her. There was the sound of a refrigerator door being pulled open and Anna rummaging through it’s contents. ‘I could use a drink of water.’ though Steph as she heard the other woman taking a seat in a chair not far from her, ‘I wonder if I should ask her for a drink?’ Then, as if reading her mind, the bound woman felt her hair pulled back, and a pair of soft lips pressing against her. Both women’s lips parted slightly, and Steph felt the refreshing sensation of cold water passing between her’s. The kiss lasted what seemed like forever, and the entire thing was one of the most sensual moments she’d experienced in a long time. The bodacious brunet could feel her nipples stiffen as the cold drink ran down her through, and soft lips pulled away.
“You’ve been tied like that for hours.” said Anna, “Your legs must be feeling sore, let me help you out.” she added, untying her prisoners left ankle and thigh, “I’ll massage it, and get you circulation going again.” she said, as she retied Steph’s leg across her lap.
“Um, that’s ok… I’m good… really.” said Steph nervously, “I, uh, if I could maybe walk around a bit it would be better I think.”
“I’m sure it would, but then you might manage to escape, and I’m afraid Heather would skin me for that.” rebutted Anna, “Wow, you have great legs, but your so tense, are you nervous or something.” she added, “We aren’t going to hurt you, just hold on to you until your guy comes up with the cash he owes.”
Steph felt the other woman’s hands gently kneading her firm thighs, her touch becoming more and more arousing. Like a shark smelling blood her captor picked up the sent of her dampening loins and pressed on, allowing her massage to tern into more of an erotic caress. Soon long nails were being dragged along the inner and outer curve of the bound woman’s upper leg. Little giggles began to slip from the prisoners lips, and Anna knew she’s found her days amusement.
“Please… giggle… this isn’t necessary, I’m quite… snicker, giggle, giggle… alright.” said Steph, desperately trying to keep her composer, “You don’t… giggle, giggle, giggle, have to go to any
t-trouble on my account.”
“Oh it’s no trouble honey.” answered the woman, “Actually I’ve been looking forward to spending some time alone with you.” she added, “I know you heard me and heather making love earlier, and you seemed to enjoy listening in on our little tickle fight as well” Anna continued, her voice seeming to become very sly in tone, “Did you enjoy listening in on us, did it turn you on.”
“No, it was disgusting, an abomination!” exclaimed Steph dishonestly, “Women should be with men, not other women.” she added, continuing the fain distain, “Now let me go!”
“Mmmmm, I don’t think so.” sighed Anna, slipping of one off her captives shoes, “I think you loved ever minuet of it, and I think you wished you could have played with us.” she added sniffing the air, “I can smell your arousal as we speak, you want to play with me right now… don’t you?”
Steph bit her bottom lips at the sound of her shoe hitting the floor. A single nail slowly scratch the nylon clad sole of her foot, causing her to jerk, and let out a soft squeal. Anna giggled at her pretty victims reaction, and repeated the toe-heel stoke several times, each reaction more delicious then the one before. Yet, despite her feelings of impending doom, her clit throbbed with sexual anticipation, and her labia swelled with desire. Soon, 5, long, unseen finger nails were dancing over her helpless foot. Giggle grew into laughter, and her juices began to lubricate and glimmer off her fat pussy lips. It was every Lee’s dream/nightmare come true, and she was caught in the center of it all.
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… oh, no, giggle, not that… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please leave my feet alone.” pleaded Steph, “Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, this isn’t fair… snort, hehehehehe, hahahahaha.”
“Oh is my foot massage turning into a tickle torture?” asked Anna with mock sympathy, “Maybe it’s you guilty conscious from the way you enjoyed my punishment earlier.” she concluded, slipping her nails under her captives wiggling toes, “Maybe you should just confess you secret longing for a woman’s touch and you torment will end.”
No, please, stop it!” exclaimed Steph as another wave of uncontrollable laughter erupted.
The bound beauty thrashed wildly in the wooden chair, and her jiggling 40 D-cup breast brought great amusement to her unseen tormentor. Steph’s feet were one of the most ticklish placed on her entire body, and Anna was prepared to explore ever delicious curve of the helpless woman, unless she concealed to her sexual curiosity. On the other side the flailing brunet was certain her nose was must have grown an additional 3 feet from repeatedly denying her longing to experiment. It was something she’d been tempted by it in college, but was the one thing she’d never had the nerve to try.
Helpless and in hysterics Steph shuttered, giggled, and jerked, as she felt the other woman’s hand slowly crawl up her calves to her knee. Not being as sensitive there gave Steph a bit of a breather, but only for a second as she soon felt the long nails clawing at her inner and outer thigh. Soon the legal adviser was out of control with laughter, her head flailing, leaving her hair stuck to her face. The unseen woman laughed and cooed as she brought her fingers further up her captives thigh, no doubt looking forward to reaching the glistening prize at the end of the journey.
“Oh no… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, snort… stop it please.” she squealed, “Not there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe hahahahaha… please, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, anywhere but there… snort, cough-cough, snort… it’s torture there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha not there, not there, NOT THERE!”
“Oh yes, right there.” replied Anna sensually, as she slipped her finger into Steph’s belly button, “Confess now, or I’ll leave my finger there until Heather comes back… in an hour or so.” she threatened
“OH GOD, PLEASE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, OK, I WANT T-TO EAT PUSSY, AND I WANT YOU TO EAT MY PUSSY… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… PLEASE STOP IT HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAAHHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP IT, I CONFESSED PLEASE STOP!” she begged.
In seconds Anna had untied her prisoners legs, pulled her panties off, and kneeling between her firm tanned thighs. Steph cooed as she felt the other woman’s tongue lick the juices from her upper legs, and groaned as she felt her it roll over her swollen pussy lips. A pair of hands firmly grasped her big tits, and she felt unseen finger pinching at her fat nipples. On of the hands slid down her body back to her wet snatch, and she felt a finger slip between her fat labia.
“Oh, mmmmm, oh ya.” moaned Steph as a tongue flicked her throbbing clit, “That’s it, don’t stop, finger me faster… that’s the spot, rub it… rub it harder… oh yea oh yes, OH FUCKING GAWD YES!” she screamed, she’d have rolled into a ball if she could have, she came that hard.
Steph felt her self being lowered backward and was soon resting on the groan, with her legs in the air. There was a sound of feet stepping on either side of her head, and she felt the hem of a skirt on the bridge of her nose. Soon the bound brunet could feel the warmth of hot labia hovering over her face, and she readily opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. It would be the first time she would taste a woman, but it wouldn’t be the last.
Part 3: Shrill of the Night
When Steph woke up she was right where the two women had left her upon Heather’s return, bound spread-eagle and naked to a padded platform. The days event with Anna had left her completely exhausted and exhilarated at the same time. It was truly as if some one had found out one of her greatest fantasies and made it real. The bound beauties only concern was what would happen when the two women discovered they had grabbed the wrong person. It had to be a mistake, her man wasn’t a gambler so he couldn’t owe their employer anything. It was all so bizarre.
The captive woman heard a creaking sound, as someone approached her position. The bound woman twisted her head to hear better where the sound was coming, then she felt the soft touch of a long feather on her left cheek. Steph sighed as she felt the object slide dove her neck and over her shoulder. The feather soon found it’s way into the sensitive cup of the brunets armpits, and Heather skilfully manipulated it, and had her prisoner squirming and giggling like a school girl.
“Oh no… giggle… please not that… hehehehehe… I’m so sensitive… hahahahaha… please don’t do this to me.” pleaded Steph
“Mmmmm, and it just so happens that I love to tickle pretty-pretties like yourself.” replied Heather softly, “Your in for a long night, but I think you’ll enjoy it.”
“No… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please I need some sleep… hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I’m exhausted.” she explained as a second feather stroke her on the other side, “Please… giggle, giggle… not two feathers… hehehehehe, snort, hahahahaha… that’s to much!”
The helpless woman felt her loins dampen yet again, and like Anna before her, Heather picked up the scent almost immediately. Steph wiggled about on the padded surfaces, as she felt the tormenting feather gently stroke down her bare side’s only to have them return to her armpits again. The woman’s robust bosom was brought to her tormentors attention as they jiggled like Jell-O, and the stroking feather caused greater hysterics as they targeted her stiff nipples.
Steph pleaded for the torture to end, but it was as though her captor took them as words of encouragement, and intensified thing, by blowing a long hard raspberry between her big tits. The laughter the erupted from the buxom beauty made what she been doing the earlier sound like playful giggles. The feeling of the soft lips against her tanned skin was over whelming, and caused her eyes to well with tears.
“Oh please… hahahahaha… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I can’t stand it any more!” pleaded Steph as she felt the soft lips kissing down her belly, as the feather continued to tickle and tease her breasts, “Please… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, I’m begging you… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, stop please… snort… your killing me… hehehehehe, hahahahaha.”
Heather heard her victim whinny like a horse when she circled her tongue around Steph’s belly button. felt Heather’s strong tongue circle her belly button, The violent, and desperate thrashing body turned on Heather so much it made her own pussy wet with desire. The assailant continued her onslaught, slipping her tongue deep into the other woman’s navel and wiggling it around.
“NO, NOT THAT PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, I CAN’T STAND IT ANY MORE, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHE… HAVE M-MERCY PLEASE… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… giggle, snort, giggle, HAHAHAHAHA, STOP IT, NOT THERE, PLEASE STOP!”
Heather would not stop, she continued torturing her helpless victim for an entire hour, keeping a steady pace. Soon no sound came from Steph’s luscious body, as her lungs struggled to suck in air, and still she received no mercy. Tears streamed down from under Steph’s masked, and her body convulsed, this had to be the most ruthless tickling she’d ever experienced in her life. No amount of begging seemed to penetrate her tormentors conscious. Then the bound beauty felt something soft stroke her throbbing clit, and she realized it was one of the feathers.
“I’ll bet you like how that feel don’t you.” said Heather, “I suppose tickling you clit is ok, right?”
“Mmmmm, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… oh, mmmmm, uh, oh, no not that… hehehehehe…” she groaned an squealed.
“Then answer my question.” demanded the other women, as she stroked Steph’s belly button with the other feather, “You like to have you pussy tickled don’t you?”
“Hehehehehe, hahahahaha, mmmmm, oh, eek, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… yes, yes I do, please have mercy!” exclaimed Steph, “I’ll do anything you want… mmmmm… just leave my belly button alone… hehehehehe, hahahahaha… it so ticklish.”
Keeping a feather on the fat clit, Heather climbed onto the counter, and straddled Steph’s tickle contorted face. The helpless woman could feel the warmth of the other woman’s vagina as it neared her lips, and as she did for Anna, she opened her mouth and began to lap it’s wet juices. Heather cooed, and leaned forward, pressing her lips against her prisoners wet slit. Soon both women were groaning as they sucked and licked at each others loins, bringing each other the blissful climax.
Part 4: Final Climax
Steph was woken from her restless sleep by hands pulling her to her feet. The groggy blind folded woman had been haunted all night by dreams of unseen hands tickling her mercilessly. All evening she would awaken to find herself still bound and blind folded to the table, she would eventually fall back to sleep only to feel the ghost hands on her voluptuous form again.
“We are going to have so much fun today.” said a voice she recognized as Anna’s, “You are going to wish you’d never dated a gambler.”
“What are you taking about, I’m not involved with a gambler.” sighed Steph as she was bent backwards, her lower back being supported by bench of some sort, “CJ isn’t a gambler, you have the wrong person.”
“Oh yes he is.” replied Heather, “ The strangely thing is, he seems to have vanished after he learned we’d grabbed you.” she continued, as the positioned their prisoners neck and wrists into a set of stocks, “We were wondering if you had any idea where he might run too.”
“No, he wouldn’t abandon me, you have him mixed up for another guy, it isn’t my CJ!” exclaimed Steph as her upper body was immobilized, “Let me go please, I can’t help you, don’t you understand?”
“You can explain it all to us sweetie.” said Anna, as the duo locked the busty brunet’s ankles into another set of stocks, “ Then you’re going to tell us where you boy friend would go to hide out.”
Steph’s naked body was now bent like a bow, and she was utterly helpless. Despite the unappealing look of her position, she wasn’t feeling any discomfort, but very, very vulnerable. The legal adviser felt a cool chill shake her luscious body and her nipples began to stiffen. Voices whispered, and she knew that her tormentors were planning their course of action, determining how to approach breaking her strong will. They had to know it wouldn’t be easy, because Steph was utterly dedicated to her boy friend, but she also knew that time was on their side, and even she couldn’t hold out forever. Finally the whispers stopped, and the helpless woman could hear her captors moving in on her.
“Oh please, let me go.” pleaded Steph, squirming in her restraints, “I wouldn’t know where he would go, if her lied about his gambling then he could lie about where he hangs out too.”
“That is very true.” said Heather, her voice coming from the lower half of Steph body, “If that is the case, then your in for a very rough time, and we are going to have a blast.”
“Ok, ok, but let me say one thing first.” blurted the woman in desperation, “Are you aware that Anna messed around with me while you were out.”
“Of course,.“ replied Anna, her soft voice in Steph‘s ear, “She never left, I sat and watched the entire show the two of you put on late last night as well, it was so hot.” she added with a chuckle.
“Did you really think we would ever cheat on each other.” Heather chimed, Even with someone as sexy as you, I’m afraid not.”
The two women giggled, and Steph felt goose bumps rising on her tanned skin. A soft fingertip circled her left areola, and she could feel warm breath on her swelling labia. Soon a soft giggle escaped from her lips, witch was echoed by her two lady tormentors. The buxom beauty’s boobs jiggled as she tried to turn her body away from the soft touch of Anna’s fingers on her nipples. Then she felt a light stoking on her damp loins, and recognized the touch of Heather’s tongue. This was so evil, and at the same time so delicious. Steph cooed and chuckled, her body caught between the conflicting sensations. It was going to drive her mad, and there was nothing she could do about it.
Anna’s turned her long, unseen nail lose on Steph remarkable bosoms, gently scratching there outer curve. The bound woman snickered, and soon burst into laughter, unable to hold back for very long. Heather’s skilled tongue lapped at the sweat juices produced by her swollen pussy, and added the use of her own nails on the prisoners firm inner thigh. Steph squealed and cooed, caught between the ecstasy of oral pleasures and the indignity of the ticklish torment. Her body twitched, and she could feel tears starting to well-up in her eyes already.
“Hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please don’t” exclaimed the jerking female, “I don’t know where he is… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I swear I don’t!“ she added, “Don’t torture me please… snort, giggle, snort… your torturing me stop it!”
“Oh you love it.” replied Anna, slipping her fingers into the hallows of Steph’s underarms, “You’ve loved every delicious second of teasing and tormenting we’ve done, and your loving this too.” she added, “In fact I’m loving it a lot myself, I could use a little attention on my flower.”
“Well you have a capable mouth right next to you, just straddle it, she loves doing it.” advised Heather, “Hope on and let Stephie give you a ride.”
The hysterical laughter was soon muffled as Anna covered their captives mouth with her own wet slit. Thinking it could gain her favour with her tormentors, Steph began to work her laughter convulsing tongue over the other woman’s swollen labia, and could here her moan in appreciation. ’If I do a good job giving them head, maybe they will let me go, or at least let me have a break.’ though Steph.
“She needs to be tickled harder.” moaned Anna, “The harder she laughs the better it feels.”
Heather’s tongue stopped teasing her pussy, and she felt finger start to rake mercilessly over her soft flat belly. Steph’s screams would have wakened the dead, if she didn’t have a wet pussy smothering her. The ticking of her stomach was so intense she began to convulse in her restraints. Both women knew her belly button was he worst spot… or best from the duos perspective… and it was only a matter of time before they used that against too. The two ruthless women were just toying with her, until they grew bored, then they would really work her over, and she would be forced to tell them what ever she knew.
“Oh yeah, this chick really knows how to lick a pussy.” groaned Anna gleefully, as her fingers wriggled inside Steph pits, “Mmmmm, she has natural talent, my love.”
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, please stop I can’t take it, let me go!” screamed Steph when Anna slipped of her face, “Please, I don’t know…. hehehehehe, hahahahaha… I don’t I swear let me go!”
“I for one hope your telling the truth.” said Heather, her index finger circling Steph’s navel, “Because I want to do this all day.”
Steph trashed wildly, or at least as much as she could, trying desperately to escape her bonds. The other two women laughed at her helpless, vain, squirming, while continuing to run their fingers all over her naked body. Long nails ravaged her plum tits, flat belly, and firm legs. In moments she was a whimpering, giggling , mound of flesh. All she could do was lay their and take it, and her tormentors were experts at dishing it out. Sometimes the girls would change places, allowing the other to straddle her pretty face while the other tickled her belly or licked her pussy. Either way the result was the same, mass hysteria.
“Ok, now it’s time to play hard ball!” exclaimed Anna, “No more kid gloves, tell us where your man is, or we are really going to turn up the heat.”
“Hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, I told you, I don’t know where he would go… hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… please stop, let me go!” Steph begged, “Oh no not there, not again please no!”
“Tell us what we want to know, or you belly button is going to get it!” said Heather, licking the sweat from Steph tummy, “We know you can’t stand it, so just tell us what we want to know and we will leave.”
“But I don’t know, please don’t… oh, oh no, please don’t… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… STOP IT, I CAN’T STAND IT PLEASE STOP!” begged Steph at the top of her lungs, “NO, GET OUT OF MY B-BELLY BUTTON… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… NOT MORE PLEASE I CAN’T TAKE IT ANY MORE!”
Her please fell on amused ears, as both her tormentors giggled at her misery. Over the sound of her laughter Steph heard a loud humming, and soon felt her labia being spread. Soon the tip of a vibrator was pressed against her clit, and she added groans of passion to her hysterical screams and laughter. Then, just as the pleasing sensation of the vibrator began to over whelm the sensations of the tickle torture, it was pulled away. Steph screamed every curse she could think of, in both English and Italian, the two women cracked up at their captive tormented words.
“YOU BITCHES… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… I’LL KILL YOU IF YOU TEASE ME… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAH, HEHEHEHEHE, MAKE ME CUM!” she screamed, “YOU EVIL COWS… HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, GET ME THE FUCK OFF!”
“Wow!” said Heather, “She sounds serious, I guess we better let her cum.”
Steph felt the tip of the vibrator on her clit again, and began to coo as she laughed. Her lower body vegan to thrust upward towards the source of her pleasure. Slowly, and mathodicly she felt the device being pulled away from her, causing her to push her pussy as high up as she could. Then suddenly it was gone again.
“AH, I TOLD YOU I WOULD KILL YOU…. HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE, STOP TORTURING ME AND MAKE ME CUM!” exclaimed Steph helplessly, “I NEED TO CUM, HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA… NOW LET ME… HEHEHEHEHE, HAHAHAHAHA, HEHEHEHEHE… CUM!”
Suddenly Steph felt the long shaft of the vibrator slip into her wet pussy, and a tongue began to lick her clit. One of the women still had her finger dancing around in her navel, but she didn’t care, she had a feeling they were going to let her cum now. Soon she was moaning, and the tickling sensations grew less and less prevalent. Coos became moans, and the moans grew louder, soon she was screaming and trashing, pulling at her bounds. Suddenly a small spurt of feminine juices hit the floor, and Steph shuttered from her third orgasm in a 36 hours time span.
“Very nice ladies, very nice indeed.” said a familure voice, “No if you’ll excuse us, I have to test out this thing I read about orgasms making people more ticklish then normal.”
“CJ?” asked Steph, “Is that you?”
“It sure is baby, I hired these two specialist as a surprise gift, wow did you 3 put on a show.” replied Steph boyfriend, “Here is you money ladies, have a good evening.”
“You too sir, although I think that goes with out saying.” said Anna with a giggle.
Soon all was quit, and for a second Steph though she was all alone. Then she heard heavy foot steps walking around her. CJ circled her helpless frame several simes before coming to a stop near her feet. Steph sighed as he simply waited their, torturing her with suspense. Bound beauty began to giggle nervously before her man even touched her, and when she did finally feel his finger on her helpless soles, she exploded with laughter.
“CJ, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, please not there… hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha, hehehehehe… I’ve had enough please, hehehehehe, have mercy on me, hahahahaha, hehehehehe, hahahahaha… I love you baby… giggle… STOP IT!”
The End