Please see Part 1 here: https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?347318-The-Massage-Part-1-(M-F)
And Part 2 here: https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?347411-The-Massage-Part-2-(M-F)
The Massage: Part 3 (MF/F)
It had been two months since the fateful night that 35-year-old hotshot Marketing executive, Alexa, had been relentlessly tickle tortured (among other degredations) by her 24-year-old masseuse boyfriend, Andres. Alexa begged and bargained throughout the experience in various attempts to escape and was forced to make a number of concessions that Andres eagerly cashed in. She gave him her credit card for a weekend shopping spree that set her back about $4,000 on sneakers and clothes. She allowed him to invite his immature friends over and served them drinks as they ogled her in a slutty outfit. At his request, she referred a pretty intern from her office, Kayla, to his spa (knowing that he would enjoy giving her rubdowns). And, in the coup de grace, she gave him the best blow job of his life as he tickled and prodded her sides and underarms.
Over the subsequent two months, the relationship mostly snapped back to its previous rhythm. Alexa was the driven professional and primary breadwinner. Andres was the laid back, relatively unambitious, eye candy.
There were some subtle changes, though. Alexa noticed Andres became a bit more assertive and, bit less lazy. For example, a few weeks ago, he told her that a manager at the spa was thinking of opening his own parlor and taking Andres with him as the head masseuse. The opportunity to get some equity in a new business seemed to interest him. He started to work more days out of the week and longer hours. Although Alexa still provided the overwhelming majority of their joint spending money, Andres started stepping up to pay in situations that he wouldn't have even considered in the past. These small changes impressed and excited Alexa. Although Andres had always been incredibly hot, oozing Latin sexuality, she frequently wished he was more driven. Perhaps she was getting some of what she wished for.
The sex had changed too. Andres was a bit more assertive in the sack. He manuevered her body into different positions and frequently pinned Alexa's arms up (or down) as he thrust into her. He smacked her ass more often ... nothing remotely approaching the vicious spanking that he doled out in Part 2 of this sordid story ... but at least three or four times per session. He demanded, and received, more frequent blow jobs. He had taken to pinching her butt and sides when they hung out around the apartment. And he even, very occasionally, gave her a quick tickle. This type of tickle never lasted more than two or three seconds but, given how wildly sensitive Alexa was, it always got a reaction. She knew that he did it just to remind her that, in the back of his head, he knew her greatest weakness.
Alexa had been horribly ticklish her whole life and some of her worst childhood memories consisted of her two older sisters holding her down and taking advantage. Now, she was living with someone who knew exactly how to control her body in the most agonizing way she could imagine.
Her first instinct after Andres had tied her up and tickled her silly was to dump him. However, as he pointed out during the session, he knew many of her coworkers and friends. If she did kick him to the curb, he'd receive no shortage of texts and DMs from thirsty women that he'd be more than willing to tell all about Alexa's insane ticklishness and submissive behavior during their experience. As a powerful businesswoman with a reputation for control, it was simply not a risk she could run. He had a trump card.
Meanwhile, Andres had noticed some changes in Alexa. She bossed him around less and made fewer demands. She didn't interrupt him as much. She more readily let him dominate during sex (so long as there was no tickling, of course). In general, she seemed a bit more relaxed. Less stressed about work. Less negative. The changes were minor - she was still driven and still an exercise fiend who kept her body in tremendous shape - but they were noticeable. Andres liked his new girlfriend.
One challenge that Andres did now have, however, was to control his almost constant desire to subject Alexa to another hardcore involuntary tickling session. He had the upper hand and the threat of telling her friends about their previous experience loomed large. But, if he tied her up and tickled her a second time, that would change. He could play off the first incident as a massage that just happened to get out of control. But doing that to the same person twice? He wouldn't be able to explain that away. He was pretty sure Alexa's friends would consider him a creep or abuser. He'd lose his leverage. And, so, he needed to control himself. He contented himself with the occasional pinch, squeeze or smack of the ass. And he'd always have the vivid memory of what he'd already put her through.
There was also Kayla. Andres was happy to have had the presence of mind to throw her into his list of demands. The 21-year-old blonde intern worked in Alexa's division at the office and he'd run into her at a few work events. She was a babe, but in a different way than his girlfriend. Where Alexa was sultry, Kayla was sweet. Alexa had long dark hair and an exotic look. Kayla was a blonde with shoulder length hair, blue eyes and a pretty, innocent face. Alexa's skin was about as dark as possible for a white girl, almost the color of cinnamon. Kayla had a more traditional, bronze-colored tan.
Kayla did have a banging body, if not quite on Alexa's level. Her perky b-cup tits were perfectly proportioned for her 5'3" stature. Her flat tummy was even more toned than Alexa's, with clear muscle definition and a hot navel piercing. Her silky smooth legs were shorter than Alexa's, but just as muscular. And, like Alexa, her best feature was her round, tight, peach-like booty, honed by years of varsity volleyball at her midwestern high school and college. Kayla's wasn't quite as big as Alexa's was, but it was still a turn on. Andres would say that Kayla's ass turned heads while Alexa's stopped traffic.
In short, Kayla was easily a 10/10 in any bar or nightclub in the city. Of course, Alexa was probably a 15, but that's a subject for Parts 1 and 2 of our story.
Like all of the female interns, and the rest of the women and gay men in the office, Kayla knew exactly who Andres was. Nobody was surprised that a driven and gorgeous woman like Alexa could land a hunk like him, but they were all jealous. She had to bite her lower lip the first time they met and resist the urge to stare at Andre's butt in his tight trousers as he walked away. So she was excited, confused, and a little scared when Alexa stopped by her cube and handed her Andres's business card from the spa.
"What's this for?" the perky blonde asked her boss's boss.
"Well," Alexa lied, "I notice that you've been a bit tense in some of our meetings lately. I know that the CEO's deadlines can seem unreasonable, but we have to pull together and meet them. Anything that gets you to loosen up and be more productive is a good thing."
In truth, Kayla was not only the hottest intern in the organization, but also the best performing. She was a shoo in for a full time job offer at the firm, so long as she didn't blow it before the end of the summer. But she didn't know that.
"Gee, thanks boss!" Kayla replied cheerfully. The thought of getting a massage from Andres made her head spin, but she certainly wasn't going to say no to Alexa, someone with such power over her future. So, she made an appointment for the following evening.
Kayla ended up getting three deep tissue massages in two months from Andres. Both parties enjoyed it immensely. Kayla found that getting to know Andres was fun, but that he was also a great masseuse able to turn her muscles into jelly. She left each session relaxed, loose and incredibly horny. As much as she tried to focus on the massage part of being rubbed down by his skillful hands, she just could not manage to put Andres's attractiveness out of her mind. She ended up racing back to her bedroom and reaching into her bedside table drawer for her trusty vibrator immediately after her appointments.
Andres, on the other hand, didn't mind slicking up Kayla's body and rubbing his hands all over. He definitely appreciated the attractive ladies that came into the spa, but Kayla was special. She kept herself in great shape, did her hair and makeup, wore cute clothes and always had freshly manicured fingers and toes when she stopped by. Andres could tell she had a crush on him and worked the occasional mildly suggestive comment into their banter just to watch her blush. He usually spent extra time on her round, firm buns, during which he would turn his body skillfully to hide his raging erection. Still, he never crossed the line into blatant unprofessional behavior. Andres knew that a potential career opportunity awaited him and he was not about to screw it up on a fling with an intern on his spa's massage table.
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As Kayla's Uber pulled up to the trendy bar, she noticed fifty or sixty of her colleagues gathered on the outdoor patio. The firm's relatively new CEO, Cal, had decided to host an "end of summer" happy hour for the Marketing department, which Alexa ran. Cal was handsome and a commanding presence, but had already developed a bit of a creepy reputation for how much time he spent with pretty females around the office. The rumors that he left his old software company due to some sort of affair with his secretary, didn't help. But, Kayla was sure the event would be a good time. She had two more weeks in her internship, after which she'd find out if a full-time offer would be forthcoming at the end of her senior year in college. She figured that she was in good shape to receive an offer, but you never know...
Significant others were invited to happy hour, so she also hoped that Andres would be there. The sexual tension during her massages was intense. Of course, the event was a much more public setting, but it would still be cool to get to know him better. Of course, Kayla didn't think anything would really happen between them. After all, Alexa held the keys to her professional future in her hands and did not seem like the type to share!
The weather was hot, so Kayla wore strappy sandals and a cute yellow sundress that stopped just above the knees. Underneath she had on a bright yellow thong and pushup bra combination that made her feel sexy on the inside. After ordering a glass of wine from the open bar, she spotted Andres, casually sipping a gin and tonic and chatting with a few of the other husbands/boyfriends. He saw her and walked over.
"Hey, good to see you outside of the spa,” he said with a smile.
Kayla smiled back, pretty sure she wasn't blushing, "Andres! I'm glad you could make it. Does Alexa drag you to a lot of these things haha?"
As Andres and Kayla's small talk got increasingly flirtatious, their body language did the same, with Kayla touching Andres's arm a few times. Witnessing this from across the bar, Alexa started to internally seethe. Andres had physically dominated and essentially forced her to put the two of them together in a quasi-sexual situation. Now, the little tart was flirting with her boyfriend! She decided to extract herself from her current conversation, in which Cal was blatantly staring at her boobs, and sneak up behind Kayla.
"Well, I'm definitely looking forward to heading back to sch - eeeeep!" Kayla shrilly tittered as she spun around.
Alexa stood, smiling, having used her medium length nails to goose Kayla's firm butt.
"Ohh ... hey," said Kayla more than a bit taken aback. "How's it going, boss?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh pretty well," replied Alexa confidently. "I see you and Andres have gotten to know each other. All those massages must be working!" she added, with a wink.
The three of them continued their conversation for another ten minutes, with Alexa getting increasingly handsy with Kayla. Kayla wondered if the older, more powerful lady had one too many glasses of wine, but wasn't concerned overall. They were mostly small rubs on her back or shoulders. Strangely, a few small squeezes of her sides were mixed in, making her jump and squirm. Kayla was really ticklish, but didn't want to look uncool or awkward in front of either Alexa or Andres by reacting too much, so she mostly held it in (apart from a cute little squeak and an imperceptible shimmy of the hips). She did find it strange when Alexa pinched her ass before walking away arm-in-arm with Andres who, in turn, gave Alexa's big butt a quick and tasteful squeeze as they walked across the room to say Hi to another couple.
Kayla enjoyed herself during the next few hours, bantering with her fellow interns and some other colleagues. A few of the guys in the office took the opportunity to hit on her, which she mostly laughed off. At the end of the night she found herself with Alexa and Andres at a circular high-top table. The event was starting to clear out and she was considering going home. But, she was also a few drinks in and her libido got the best of her. She was hoping for a little more physical contact from Andres before she went home and, in all likelihood, finished the night off with her little friend in her bedside drawer.
Alexa's body intrigued Kayla as well. She considered herself straight, but had done some of the typical college experimentation with other girls. Nobody as hot as Alexa, though that hardly seemed possible until she met the gorgeous (and intimidating) executive.
Kayla sat at one side of the table, with Andres directly across from her and Alexa to her right. After a minute or two of reflection on the happy hour, Alexa asked an interesting question.
"So, how have the messages been?"
"Oh, they've been great for me!" Andres immediately responded with a huge grin.
Alexa shot her boyfriend a withering glare. "I wasn't talking to you. Kalya," she asked as she turned, "have they been helping?"
Kayla gulped and tried to make sure she was saying the right thing. "Well, sure they do! Andres is very skilled. I feel a lot more relaxed!"
"That's nice," Alexa seductively said. "Does he spend much time with your feet, I always find that helps soothe me after a long day in my heels?"
"My feet?" Kayla innocently responded. "Not really, but I could see how that would help!"
Alexa turned to Andres, "Why don't you give it a try?"
Kayla was confused and gasped audibly when Andres gently grabbed her right ankle and brought her foot up to her lap.
"Sure babe," the suave Latin hunk replied and, with that, started giving Alexa's pedicured foot a relaxing rubdown. "Give me your other foot, Kayla."
Kalya simply stared and complied. As Andres started rubbing her feet, she didn't know what to think. Beyond aroused at this point, she was struggling to keep a cool demeanor in such a public place ... a good 15-20 of her colleagues remained at the party idly chatting, laughing and drinking. She certainly wanted to continue making a good impression on Alexa, but was perplexed by her behavior throughout the evening. In the back of her head, she wondered if they were hitting on her. The prospect of a threesome with this incredibly hot couple excited her greatly, but she was thoroughly confused as to how it would impact her career, if at all.
As if all that wasn't enough, the foot massage started getting strangely ticklish. The massaging sensation seemed to be interrupted every ten seconds or so by a scratch or finger wiggle. It was getting hard for Kayla to ignore the sensations and sit calmly in her seat.
"Hehehe ... sorry Andres!" said Kayla as her face turned slightly pink and jumped an inch out of her chair. "I just got a pedicure so I might be a little more ticklish than usua-hehehe!"
Andres grinned as he lightly scratched the sole of her left foot for five more seconds.
"Heeeeeheheheee," squealed Kayla, "Stop it!" A few others glanced over at the table as the squeal was quite loud.
Andres let her feet go as Kalya quickly pulled her legs back.
"Sorry! I just didn't want anyone to stare," she said.
With that, Alexa yawned. "I think this party is just about wrapping up. Kayla, my condo is a few blocks from here. Why don't you come back with us for a nightcap? I have wanted to discuss your job prospects at the end of your internship."
"Sure thing, Alexa!" Kayla quickly said without thinking about it. She was pretty flustered by what had just happened, but she wasn't going to turn down this offer. At worst, it seemed like Alexa was warming up to a solid job offer, which would remove a lot of stress for the next two weeks. But Kayla wasn't dumb. Alexa and Andres were obviously flirting with her. And she was very horny, by this point. As she left the bar with the older couple and felt the warm summer breeze, she guessed that a threesome with two of the sexiest people she'd ever met with was in her immediate future.
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As she walked into the marble foyer of the 15th floor penthouse, Kayla was buzzing with nervousness and sexual excitement. She truly had no idea where this would go, but she was game for anything. Or so she thought.
"You know Kayla," said Alexa, slipping out of her three inch heels. "Andres keeps a massage table here at our place. I find it to be very relaxing after a long day. Want a freebie? Is that ok, baby?" she asked, turning to Andres.
"Sure thing," Andres replied happily, slipping out of his sneakers. He headed into their bedroom to grab the table and a chilled bottle of oil.
"Um, sure!" said Kayla, more convinced than ever this was headed in a sexual direction. Three drinks in, she was more than OK with that!
"Well honey," Alexa said, "You've got to take that dress off."
Andres returned to the living room just in time to see Kayla nervously unzip her yellow sundress. Reddening in the face, she realized that she was about to be basically naked in front of a fully clothed couple in their apartment. She suddenly felt vulnerable. But, there was no turning back at this point.
Kayla shimmied out of her dress as Alexa nodded approvingly and Andres felt a boner building underneath his linen pants. Kalya stepped out of the dress and her sandals, wearing only a tiny yellow thong and a matching sik push up bra. She bashfully looked up to observe both Alexa and Andres eagerly taking in her body and her cheeks got even redder.
"Go ahead and lay down and lose the bra," suggested Andres helpfully.
Kalya laid face down on the table and pretended that she was at the spa. She prayed that neither of them would notice the damp spot between her legs and kept them pressed tightly together to conceal her arousal. After lying down, she unclipped her bra and tossed it to the side. Then, she turned her head to the side and closed her eyes.
Kayla's heart rate increased as she heard Alexa say to her boyfriend, "Why don't you give her a special massage? Like the one I got a couple months ago." Kayla assumed that could only mean one thing.
After pouring way too much cool oil on Kayla's quivering body, Andres deeply rubbed it into every inch of her tight flesh until she was glistening. As he did, he watched Alexa quietly take off her clothes, stripping down to one of his favorite black g-strings. Her toned body was truly a work of art. Following his girlfriend's lead, Andres dropped his pants and stripped off his shirt. His rock hard erection bulged out of his boxer-briefs. He left them on, for now, looking for Alexa to continue to take the lead in this sexually charged situation.
Alexa watched as Andres delivered a highly sensual massage up and down Kayla's body. As he had done with her, he gradually began to work in "accidental" tickles. A pinch here, a squeeze there, an errant finger wiggling for just a little too long in a sensitive underarm or along one of Kayla's ribs...
Like Alexa, Kayla was incredibly ticklish. Unlike Alexa, she wasn't too focused on hiding it. So she openly squirmed, giggled and laughed as he went. The massage wasn't very enjoyable, but she figured that Andres's tickling was playful and not mean-spirited. Given the situation, she wanted to ensure they thought she was fun. So, at first, she didn't object.
After about five minutes, Andres was mesmerized by Kayla's quivering, oiled-up body. The tanned blonde was starting to breathe more heavily in between her giggles and openly grind her hips, a sure sign of arousal.
That's when Alexa said, "Pick up the pace, Andres."
Kayla responded, "What do you mea-hehehehe! Oh my god that tickles! Hahahahaha!"
Andres had dropped the massage pretence and began openly tickling sides, underarms, ass and the back of her thighs as Kayla's occasional giggling turned into open laughter.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, hahahaha ... Andres cut it out!" she finally managed to scream as she rolled over, careful not to fall on the table, and sat up, legs dangling over the sides
Her eyes got wide as she saw both Andres and Alexa standing in front of her, looking curiously. Andres had stripped to his boxer briefs with a boner that was close to busting out of the fabric. Alexa had stripped to a tiny black g-string. Kayla's eyes were drawn to her perfect c-cup tits, making her feel a bit self conscious about her nice b-cups. In fact, seeing Alexa's body made the young hottie suddenly feel inadequate. She was very confident in her body, but it was hard to compete with perfection. That particular concern soon went out of her mind, though, when she heard Alexa's next question.
"Kayla," she flatly asked, "How ticklish are you?"
"Um ... I'm really ticklish! I always have been! Why?" Kayla chuckled nervously, "Do you have a thing for tickling or something?"
"Kayla," Alexa started to explain. "Discipline and focus are a big part of success at our company. You need to put in the hours and do the work. Women have it even harder. You've heard the rumors about our CEO. You need to work out and stay in shape. Physical attractiveness, I hate to say it, is one way that we're evaluated. So, since you'd be working for me if we hired you, I need to make sure you have the discipline and focus we need. Tickling is one way to test this."
Kayla couldn't believe her ears. "What?! This is crazy, Alexa. I know that you don't tickle all the interns! This can't be for real..."
"No, I don't tickle everyone," Alexa replied, "But you're special."
With that, Alexa reached out and started goosing Kayla's sides as the latter tried to cover up.
"No, wait, sto - oo - oohahahahaa," screeched Kayla, eyes starting to water. "Hahahahaha ohmygod nonono! Hahahaha please!"
Kayla twisted and turned on the table trying unsuccessfully to avoid Alexa's nails, but there was just too much exposed skin. Alexa got more and more turned on as Kayla's begging and pleading got more desperate. Now on the other end of what Andres had put her through two months prior, she definitely saw the appeal.
"Andres, help me out please," she ordered.
Andres took a quick step forward and scooped Kalya up as if she was a sack of potatoes. He carried her over three steps to the couch and plopped her down. Then, not being able to help himself, he stripped off his underwear revealing his huge erection and sat down next to the quivering, teary-eyed intern. Alexa confidently strode over to the couch and sat on the opposite side of Kayla.
Alexa knew that Kayla was the top intern of her class. She'd already spoken to Cal and he agreed to give her a job offer at the end of her internship. Not just as a Junior Associate, which was common, but as a full Associate with a signing bonus. It didn't hurt that Kayla was hot and that the CEO was a bit of a perv, but she really did deserve it based on her performance.
Unfortunately for her, Kayla didn't know any of this. And Alexa was prepared to use that against her to have a little fun. She resented the younger lady for openly flirting with her boyfriend and was going to teach her a lesson. She was also drunk on power (and a few glasses of wine) and was primed to take this "lesson" much farther than reasonable given the circumstances.
"So," she explained to Kayla. "We're going to continue our test now. I'm prepared to guarantee a full time job offer, if you're willing to take five straight minutes of tickling like the good girl that I know you are!"
"Five minutes!" exclaimed the blonde. "That is way too long, there's no way I can do it!"
"Oh sweetie," said Alexa. "I believe in you. I want you to sit in Andres's lap, lean back and lock your hands behind his head. Leave them there for the full five minutes. I'm going to tickle you all over your body. You may laugh, squirm and squeal all you want. But you must keep your fingers locked and your arms behind his neck. And you may not kick me or otherwise try push me away."
Kayla gulped as Andres leaned back on the side of the couch and put his feet up, massive dick pointing skyward. Having no idea how or why she found herself in this situation and against every fiber of her being, Kayla turned around and leaned into him. Her sense of arousal intensified as her thong-clad ass pressed directly against his boner. She slowly reached up and locked her hands behind her neck. She couldn't believe she was doing this! But Alexa's commanding presence just had that effect on her. She gulped.
The tickling was excruciating. The fact that she was primed for it was one problem. The fact that she had to voluntarily hold her arms up was another problem. The fact that she suddenly felt like she needed to pee was another. She cried, cackled, laughed and begged as Alexa started with her jiggling tits and then moved outwards from there. Dragging her nails up and down her arms and sides, fluttering her fingers in her smooth underams and under her rips. Poking her pinky in her belly button and swirling it around. Tickling her inside of thighs, under her knees and lingering on the crease between her butt and back of her leg. And, of course, spending an agonizing two minutes on her feet alone. Skittering her fingers rapidly from her toes to her heel and back again as Kayla came close to hyperventilating.
Alexa proved to be a very skilled tickler. All of her memories of being tickled by her older sister as a little girl came flooding back, as did her experience with Andres. She mixed and matched all of the techniques that had been once used on her on Kayla. Listening to the blonde hottie plead for mercy as she had so many times before was amazing.
Andres, continuing to take a backseat to Alexa, was having a bit of a hard time controlling himself. Kayla's butt was slipping and sliding up and down his dick, bringing him perilously close to cumming on her back. The situation was making his head spin. His bombshell girlfriend was taking her own frustrations at being dominated by him out on someone totally innocent! Unlike Alexa, Kayla didn't have a bossy bone in her body. She was genuinely sweet and nice and would never say the types of demeaning things that Alexa regularly would. Tickling Alexa was satisfying partly as an act of revenge. But Kayla hadn't done anything wrong. The fact that she was innocent and was still being tickle tortured, was arousing in a totally different way. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine less sexy things to avoid cumming prematurely.
It was a close call, and Alexa kept going an extra minute, but they all made it. Time was up. Kayla, tearful, red in the face and tingling sat up. Andres did as well, dick glistening with precum. Alexa was, also, very aroused as she considered where to take this next.
"Great job, Kayla! I'm proud of you!" she disingenously exclaimed. "In fact, I think you can achieve more!"
Struggling to catch her breath Kayla squeaked, "More??”
"Yes, more. How would you like to be hired as a full Associate, instead of the typical entry-level Junior Associate title?"
She'd come this far. "What would it take?" Alexa asked.
"Walk over and face the wall. Stand on your tip toes and reach as high as you can with your palms flat on the wall. If you can handle five more minutes of tickling in that position, I'll recommend you for an Associate title next spring," Alexa promised.
Kayla's blue eyes got even wider, if that were possible. At her age, coming on board as an Associate was a big deal. But five minutes in that vulnerable a position. Being tickled by this crazy lady. Could she handle that?
"Well .... well .... ok. But I have to pee! Let me run to the bathroom first!"
Alexa cooly shook her head. "We can't have you running off to pee in the middle of a big meeting. So, this is another chance to prove your discipline and self-control. You'll just have to hold it," she answered cruelly.
Kayla took a deep breath, put her head down and slowly started walking over to the wall.
"Hurry up!" Alexa barked with a stinging smack on Kayla's hard ass.
"Ow!" yepled Kayla as she hustled over the the wall. Then, against everything her body was screaming to her not to do, she stood on the tips of her toes, put her arms up in the air, and planted her palms flat against the wall. Just as instructed. She closed her eyes and began to focus on her full bladder. It would take every fiber of her being to remain in that position for five minutes and get tickled without peeing herself. She couldn't imagine anything more embarrassing, but she'd somehow gotten herself in this ridiculous position. And, afterwards, her ticket would be punched.
Once again, Alexa started tickling. And, once again, Kayla started trembling, swaying her hips, laughing, screaming and begging.
"Oh no hahahah ... please Alexa pleeeeeeeahahaha - ahahahaha!"
"Not my belly button please don't please don't please don't noooo! Heheehe .... I can't take it!"
"Oh my god Alexa I'm going to pee my panties please stop! Hahahahaha!”
Alexa was in the zone. She eagerly listened to Kayla's begging as the 21-year-old writhed around, laughing and gasping for air. She could see the tears running down her face and smiled. She didn't even notice that Andres had stepped away until her muscular boyfriend returned from the kitchen, an ice cube in each hand.
"Oooooooooh nooooooo! It's freezing!" screamed Kayla as Andres pressed an ice cube against each of her gyrating buttcheeks. As Alexa knelt down and ran her cruel fingers over every inch of Kayla's exposed feet, Andres did the same with ice all over her round butt.
"Stop! Stop! Please this is like torture you guys! It's too cold! It tickles too much and I'm gonna pee - hehehe! Seriously, I can't take it!" Kayla shrieked.
But, Kayla was wrong. She couldn't explain it to herself but she remained in that position - on the tips of her toes with her arms high in the air - for the full five minutes, despite everything Alexa and Andres did to her. Some combination of professional ambition, wanting to impress her tormentors and intimidation from Alexa's authoritative attitude had turned her into a submissive plaything.
Finally, when time was up, they stopped. Kayla was hopping up and down at this point. "Please let me pee now!" she begged.
"OK, go ahead," Alexa commanded. "You've earned an Associate title. We have one more test for you, when you return. Let's see how dedicated you are to your career."
Without time to consider Alexa's words and fully focused getting to the toilet, Kayla sprinted to the bathroom. Barely making it before pissing herself, she breathed in and out deeply as the pressure on her bladder relaxed.
With tears still in her eyes, Kayla slowly stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt an odd mix of humiliation and pride in the fact that she'd and "earned" a full time Associate position at the firm. She had no idea what type of crazy position they'd put her in to earn that signing bonus, but she was resolved to give it a shot. Now that she didn't have to pee, there was no way it could get any worse. She tried her best to put her chin up and walked back to the living room.
Andres was sitting on the couch, stark naked with his boner pointing straight towards the ceiling. Alexa was on the other side of the couch, sitting with her legs folded under her, still wearing her tiny black g-string. Kayla approached tentatively.
"So Kayla," Alexa asked, "how badly do you want that signing bonus?"
Kayla had come this far and, now that she didn't have to pee, realized how aroused she still felt. She was not ready to back down.
"I'll do anything," she said with as much confidence as she could muster, given the circumstances.
"Good girl," purred Alexa. "I need you to kneel on this couch, in between the two of us, and give Andres the blowjob of his life."
Kayla, almost in a trance, prepared to do as she was told. She kneeled on the couch, feet facing her future boss, closed her eyes and began to deep throat the biggest dick she'd ever sucked. As she began bobbing up and down, she made good use of her tongue, making Andres shudder with pleasure.
Kayla knew the tickling was coming, so it wasn't a shock when she felt Alexa's evil fingers start to work over her toes. Her torso vibrated as she silently laughed. It was nearly impossible to maintain her concentration, but she managed the best she could to put the horrible tickling sensation out of her mind and keep pleasuring Andres.
Andres felt the vibration and looked up to see Kayla's innocent feet flinching and whipping back and forth while Alexa tickled them. Her soles were pink and her toes flexed and moved as Alexa controlled them with her fingers. He knew the agony that the cute, innocent blonde was going through and it was incredibly hot to him.
Suddenly, he had the urge to punish her even more. Kayla was bent at the waist and her juicy ass was pointed in the air. He gave her a stinging smack on the backside ... and another!
"Ouch!" Kayla yelped as she briefly lifted her head.
"Keep going!" Alexa aggressively commanded.
Nearly sobbing, Kayla bent down and continued the blow job. Her ass twitched in the air as Andres continued the stinging spanking and her feet flicked back and forth as Alexa continued to cruelly tickle them. As she continued, she let out a series of high-pitched squeaks and moans, which was as much as she could vocalize with Andres's massive cock in his mouth.
Seeing this sexy girl punished in this manner was too much for Andres. He couldn't hold out. After about twenty seconds of ferocious spanking at his hands and equally ferocious tickling at Alexa's, he cummed his brains out. Kayla swallowed and made sure to lick every last drop before sitting up, wiping the tears out of her eyes, and breathing deeply to calm down.
After 30 seconds of stunned silence, Alexa spoke.
"Congratulations on the job and your signing bonus. We'll have an offer on paper by the end of your internship. I'll see you in the office Monday."
Kayla didn't have to be asked twice. She leapt up off the couch and grabbed her clothes. In a semi-panicked state, she dressed as quickly as possible. After grabbing her purse, she could only think to lamely say, "Um ... see ya guys later," as she scampered to the door.
As the door of their condo closed behind her, Kayla heard Alexa ask Andres, "So, when will it be your turn?"
And Part 2 here: https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?347411-The-Massage-Part-2-(M-F)
The Massage: Part 3 (MF/F)
It had been two months since the fateful night that 35-year-old hotshot Marketing executive, Alexa, had been relentlessly tickle tortured (among other degredations) by her 24-year-old masseuse boyfriend, Andres. Alexa begged and bargained throughout the experience in various attempts to escape and was forced to make a number of concessions that Andres eagerly cashed in. She gave him her credit card for a weekend shopping spree that set her back about $4,000 on sneakers and clothes. She allowed him to invite his immature friends over and served them drinks as they ogled her in a slutty outfit. At his request, she referred a pretty intern from her office, Kayla, to his spa (knowing that he would enjoy giving her rubdowns). And, in the coup de grace, she gave him the best blow job of his life as he tickled and prodded her sides and underarms.
Over the subsequent two months, the relationship mostly snapped back to its previous rhythm. Alexa was the driven professional and primary breadwinner. Andres was the laid back, relatively unambitious, eye candy.
There were some subtle changes, though. Alexa noticed Andres became a bit more assertive and, bit less lazy. For example, a few weeks ago, he told her that a manager at the spa was thinking of opening his own parlor and taking Andres with him as the head masseuse. The opportunity to get some equity in a new business seemed to interest him. He started to work more days out of the week and longer hours. Although Alexa still provided the overwhelming majority of their joint spending money, Andres started stepping up to pay in situations that he wouldn't have even considered in the past. These small changes impressed and excited Alexa. Although Andres had always been incredibly hot, oozing Latin sexuality, she frequently wished he was more driven. Perhaps she was getting some of what she wished for.
The sex had changed too. Andres was a bit more assertive in the sack. He manuevered her body into different positions and frequently pinned Alexa's arms up (or down) as he thrust into her. He smacked her ass more often ... nothing remotely approaching the vicious spanking that he doled out in Part 2 of this sordid story ... but at least three or four times per session. He demanded, and received, more frequent blow jobs. He had taken to pinching her butt and sides when they hung out around the apartment. And he even, very occasionally, gave her a quick tickle. This type of tickle never lasted more than two or three seconds but, given how wildly sensitive Alexa was, it always got a reaction. She knew that he did it just to remind her that, in the back of his head, he knew her greatest weakness.
Alexa had been horribly ticklish her whole life and some of her worst childhood memories consisted of her two older sisters holding her down and taking advantage. Now, she was living with someone who knew exactly how to control her body in the most agonizing way she could imagine.
Her first instinct after Andres had tied her up and tickled her silly was to dump him. However, as he pointed out during the session, he knew many of her coworkers and friends. If she did kick him to the curb, he'd receive no shortage of texts and DMs from thirsty women that he'd be more than willing to tell all about Alexa's insane ticklishness and submissive behavior during their experience. As a powerful businesswoman with a reputation for control, it was simply not a risk she could run. He had a trump card.
Meanwhile, Andres had noticed some changes in Alexa. She bossed him around less and made fewer demands. She didn't interrupt him as much. She more readily let him dominate during sex (so long as there was no tickling, of course). In general, she seemed a bit more relaxed. Less stressed about work. Less negative. The changes were minor - she was still driven and still an exercise fiend who kept her body in tremendous shape - but they were noticeable. Andres liked his new girlfriend.
One challenge that Andres did now have, however, was to control his almost constant desire to subject Alexa to another hardcore involuntary tickling session. He had the upper hand and the threat of telling her friends about their previous experience loomed large. But, if he tied her up and tickled her a second time, that would change. He could play off the first incident as a massage that just happened to get out of control. But doing that to the same person twice? He wouldn't be able to explain that away. He was pretty sure Alexa's friends would consider him a creep or abuser. He'd lose his leverage. And, so, he needed to control himself. He contented himself with the occasional pinch, squeeze or smack of the ass. And he'd always have the vivid memory of what he'd already put her through.
There was also Kayla. Andres was happy to have had the presence of mind to throw her into his list of demands. The 21-year-old blonde intern worked in Alexa's division at the office and he'd run into her at a few work events. She was a babe, but in a different way than his girlfriend. Where Alexa was sultry, Kayla was sweet. Alexa had long dark hair and an exotic look. Kayla was a blonde with shoulder length hair, blue eyes and a pretty, innocent face. Alexa's skin was about as dark as possible for a white girl, almost the color of cinnamon. Kayla had a more traditional, bronze-colored tan.
Kayla did have a banging body, if not quite on Alexa's level. Her perky b-cup tits were perfectly proportioned for her 5'3" stature. Her flat tummy was even more toned than Alexa's, with clear muscle definition and a hot navel piercing. Her silky smooth legs were shorter than Alexa's, but just as muscular. And, like Alexa, her best feature was her round, tight, peach-like booty, honed by years of varsity volleyball at her midwestern high school and college. Kayla's wasn't quite as big as Alexa's was, but it was still a turn on. Andres would say that Kayla's ass turned heads while Alexa's stopped traffic.
In short, Kayla was easily a 10/10 in any bar or nightclub in the city. Of course, Alexa was probably a 15, but that's a subject for Parts 1 and 2 of our story.
Like all of the female interns, and the rest of the women and gay men in the office, Kayla knew exactly who Andres was. Nobody was surprised that a driven and gorgeous woman like Alexa could land a hunk like him, but they were all jealous. She had to bite her lower lip the first time they met and resist the urge to stare at Andre's butt in his tight trousers as he walked away. So she was excited, confused, and a little scared when Alexa stopped by her cube and handed her Andres's business card from the spa.
"What's this for?" the perky blonde asked her boss's boss.
"Well," Alexa lied, "I notice that you've been a bit tense in some of our meetings lately. I know that the CEO's deadlines can seem unreasonable, but we have to pull together and meet them. Anything that gets you to loosen up and be more productive is a good thing."
In truth, Kayla was not only the hottest intern in the organization, but also the best performing. She was a shoo in for a full time job offer at the firm, so long as she didn't blow it before the end of the summer. But she didn't know that.
"Gee, thanks boss!" Kayla replied cheerfully. The thought of getting a massage from Andres made her head spin, but she certainly wasn't going to say no to Alexa, someone with such power over her future. So, she made an appointment for the following evening.
Kayla ended up getting three deep tissue massages in two months from Andres. Both parties enjoyed it immensely. Kayla found that getting to know Andres was fun, but that he was also a great masseuse able to turn her muscles into jelly. She left each session relaxed, loose and incredibly horny. As much as she tried to focus on the massage part of being rubbed down by his skillful hands, she just could not manage to put Andres's attractiveness out of her mind. She ended up racing back to her bedroom and reaching into her bedside table drawer for her trusty vibrator immediately after her appointments.
Andres, on the other hand, didn't mind slicking up Kayla's body and rubbing his hands all over. He definitely appreciated the attractive ladies that came into the spa, but Kayla was special. She kept herself in great shape, did her hair and makeup, wore cute clothes and always had freshly manicured fingers and toes when she stopped by. Andres could tell she had a crush on him and worked the occasional mildly suggestive comment into their banter just to watch her blush. He usually spent extra time on her round, firm buns, during which he would turn his body skillfully to hide his raging erection. Still, he never crossed the line into blatant unprofessional behavior. Andres knew that a potential career opportunity awaited him and he was not about to screw it up on a fling with an intern on his spa's massage table.
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As Kayla's Uber pulled up to the trendy bar, she noticed fifty or sixty of her colleagues gathered on the outdoor patio. The firm's relatively new CEO, Cal, had decided to host an "end of summer" happy hour for the Marketing department, which Alexa ran. Cal was handsome and a commanding presence, but had already developed a bit of a creepy reputation for how much time he spent with pretty females around the office. The rumors that he left his old software company due to some sort of affair with his secretary, didn't help. But, Kayla was sure the event would be a good time. She had two more weeks in her internship, after which she'd find out if a full-time offer would be forthcoming at the end of her senior year in college. She figured that she was in good shape to receive an offer, but you never know...
Significant others were invited to happy hour, so she also hoped that Andres would be there. The sexual tension during her massages was intense. Of course, the event was a much more public setting, but it would still be cool to get to know him better. Of course, Kayla didn't think anything would really happen between them. After all, Alexa held the keys to her professional future in her hands and did not seem like the type to share!
The weather was hot, so Kayla wore strappy sandals and a cute yellow sundress that stopped just above the knees. Underneath she had on a bright yellow thong and pushup bra combination that made her feel sexy on the inside. After ordering a glass of wine from the open bar, she spotted Andres, casually sipping a gin and tonic and chatting with a few of the other husbands/boyfriends. He saw her and walked over.
"Hey, good to see you outside of the spa,” he said with a smile.
Kayla smiled back, pretty sure she wasn't blushing, "Andres! I'm glad you could make it. Does Alexa drag you to a lot of these things haha?"
As Andres and Kayla's small talk got increasingly flirtatious, their body language did the same, with Kayla touching Andres's arm a few times. Witnessing this from across the bar, Alexa started to internally seethe. Andres had physically dominated and essentially forced her to put the two of them together in a quasi-sexual situation. Now, the little tart was flirting with her boyfriend! She decided to extract herself from her current conversation, in which Cal was blatantly staring at her boobs, and sneak up behind Kayla.
"Well, I'm definitely looking forward to heading back to sch - eeeeep!" Kayla shrilly tittered as she spun around.
Alexa stood, smiling, having used her medium length nails to goose Kayla's firm butt.
"Ohh ... hey," said Kayla more than a bit taken aback. "How's it going, boss?" she asked with a smile.
"Oh pretty well," replied Alexa confidently. "I see you and Andres have gotten to know each other. All those massages must be working!" she added, with a wink.
The three of them continued their conversation for another ten minutes, with Alexa getting increasingly handsy with Kayla. Kayla wondered if the older, more powerful lady had one too many glasses of wine, but wasn't concerned overall. They were mostly small rubs on her back or shoulders. Strangely, a few small squeezes of her sides were mixed in, making her jump and squirm. Kayla was really ticklish, but didn't want to look uncool or awkward in front of either Alexa or Andres by reacting too much, so she mostly held it in (apart from a cute little squeak and an imperceptible shimmy of the hips). She did find it strange when Alexa pinched her ass before walking away arm-in-arm with Andres who, in turn, gave Alexa's big butt a quick and tasteful squeeze as they walked across the room to say Hi to another couple.
Kayla enjoyed herself during the next few hours, bantering with her fellow interns and some other colleagues. A few of the guys in the office took the opportunity to hit on her, which she mostly laughed off. At the end of the night she found herself with Alexa and Andres at a circular high-top table. The event was starting to clear out and she was considering going home. But, she was also a few drinks in and her libido got the best of her. She was hoping for a little more physical contact from Andres before she went home and, in all likelihood, finished the night off with her little friend in her bedside drawer.
Alexa's body intrigued Kayla as well. She considered herself straight, but had done some of the typical college experimentation with other girls. Nobody as hot as Alexa, though that hardly seemed possible until she met the gorgeous (and intimidating) executive.
Kayla sat at one side of the table, with Andres directly across from her and Alexa to her right. After a minute or two of reflection on the happy hour, Alexa asked an interesting question.
"So, how have the messages been?"
"Oh, they've been great for me!" Andres immediately responded with a huge grin.
Alexa shot her boyfriend a withering glare. "I wasn't talking to you. Kalya," she asked as she turned, "have they been helping?"
Kayla gulped and tried to make sure she was saying the right thing. "Well, sure they do! Andres is very skilled. I feel a lot more relaxed!"
"That's nice," Alexa seductively said. "Does he spend much time with your feet, I always find that helps soothe me after a long day in my heels?"
"My feet?" Kayla innocently responded. "Not really, but I could see how that would help!"
Alexa turned to Andres, "Why don't you give it a try?"
Kayla was confused and gasped audibly when Andres gently grabbed her right ankle and brought her foot up to her lap.
"Sure babe," the suave Latin hunk replied and, with that, started giving Alexa's pedicured foot a relaxing rubdown. "Give me your other foot, Kayla."
Kalya simply stared and complied. As Andres started rubbing her feet, she didn't know what to think. Beyond aroused at this point, she was struggling to keep a cool demeanor in such a public place ... a good 15-20 of her colleagues remained at the party idly chatting, laughing and drinking. She certainly wanted to continue making a good impression on Alexa, but was perplexed by her behavior throughout the evening. In the back of her head, she wondered if they were hitting on her. The prospect of a threesome with this incredibly hot couple excited her greatly, but she was thoroughly confused as to how it would impact her career, if at all.
As if all that wasn't enough, the foot massage started getting strangely ticklish. The massaging sensation seemed to be interrupted every ten seconds or so by a scratch or finger wiggle. It was getting hard for Kayla to ignore the sensations and sit calmly in her seat.
"Hehehe ... sorry Andres!" said Kayla as her face turned slightly pink and jumped an inch out of her chair. "I just got a pedicure so I might be a little more ticklish than usua-hehehe!"
Andres grinned as he lightly scratched the sole of her left foot for five more seconds.
"Heeeeeheheheee," squealed Kayla, "Stop it!" A few others glanced over at the table as the squeal was quite loud.
Andres let her feet go as Kalya quickly pulled her legs back.
"Sorry! I just didn't want anyone to stare," she said.
With that, Alexa yawned. "I think this party is just about wrapping up. Kayla, my condo is a few blocks from here. Why don't you come back with us for a nightcap? I have wanted to discuss your job prospects at the end of your internship."
"Sure thing, Alexa!" Kayla quickly said without thinking about it. She was pretty flustered by what had just happened, but she wasn't going to turn down this offer. At worst, it seemed like Alexa was warming up to a solid job offer, which would remove a lot of stress for the next two weeks. But Kayla wasn't dumb. Alexa and Andres were obviously flirting with her. And she was very horny, by this point. As she left the bar with the older couple and felt the warm summer breeze, she guessed that a threesome with two of the sexiest people she'd ever met with was in her immediate future.
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As she walked into the marble foyer of the 15th floor penthouse, Kayla was buzzing with nervousness and sexual excitement. She truly had no idea where this would go, but she was game for anything. Or so she thought.
"You know Kayla," said Alexa, slipping out of her three inch heels. "Andres keeps a massage table here at our place. I find it to be very relaxing after a long day. Want a freebie? Is that ok, baby?" she asked, turning to Andres.
"Sure thing," Andres replied happily, slipping out of his sneakers. He headed into their bedroom to grab the table and a chilled bottle of oil.
"Um, sure!" said Kayla, more convinced than ever this was headed in a sexual direction. Three drinks in, she was more than OK with that!
"Well honey," Alexa said, "You've got to take that dress off."
Andres returned to the living room just in time to see Kayla nervously unzip her yellow sundress. Reddening in the face, she realized that she was about to be basically naked in front of a fully clothed couple in their apartment. She suddenly felt vulnerable. But, there was no turning back at this point.
Kayla shimmied out of her dress as Alexa nodded approvingly and Andres felt a boner building underneath his linen pants. Kalya stepped out of the dress and her sandals, wearing only a tiny yellow thong and a matching sik push up bra. She bashfully looked up to observe both Alexa and Andres eagerly taking in her body and her cheeks got even redder.
"Go ahead and lay down and lose the bra," suggested Andres helpfully.
Kalya laid face down on the table and pretended that she was at the spa. She prayed that neither of them would notice the damp spot between her legs and kept them pressed tightly together to conceal her arousal. After lying down, she unclipped her bra and tossed it to the side. Then, she turned her head to the side and closed her eyes.
Kayla's heart rate increased as she heard Alexa say to her boyfriend, "Why don't you give her a special massage? Like the one I got a couple months ago." Kayla assumed that could only mean one thing.
After pouring way too much cool oil on Kayla's quivering body, Andres deeply rubbed it into every inch of her tight flesh until she was glistening. As he did, he watched Alexa quietly take off her clothes, stripping down to one of his favorite black g-strings. Her toned body was truly a work of art. Following his girlfriend's lead, Andres dropped his pants and stripped off his shirt. His rock hard erection bulged out of his boxer-briefs. He left them on, for now, looking for Alexa to continue to take the lead in this sexually charged situation.
Alexa watched as Andres delivered a highly sensual massage up and down Kayla's body. As he had done with her, he gradually began to work in "accidental" tickles. A pinch here, a squeeze there, an errant finger wiggling for just a little too long in a sensitive underarm or along one of Kayla's ribs...
Like Alexa, Kayla was incredibly ticklish. Unlike Alexa, she wasn't too focused on hiding it. So she openly squirmed, giggled and laughed as he went. The massage wasn't very enjoyable, but she figured that Andres's tickling was playful and not mean-spirited. Given the situation, she wanted to ensure they thought she was fun. So, at first, she didn't object.
After about five minutes, Andres was mesmerized by Kayla's quivering, oiled-up body. The tanned blonde was starting to breathe more heavily in between her giggles and openly grind her hips, a sure sign of arousal.
That's when Alexa said, "Pick up the pace, Andres."
Kayla responded, "What do you mea-hehehehe! Oh my god that tickles! Hahahahaha!"
Andres had dropped the massage pretence and began openly tickling sides, underarms, ass and the back of her thighs as Kayla's occasional giggling turned into open laughter.
"Ohmygod, ohmygod, hahahaha ... Andres cut it out!" she finally managed to scream as she rolled over, careful not to fall on the table, and sat up, legs dangling over the sides
Her eyes got wide as she saw both Andres and Alexa standing in front of her, looking curiously. Andres had stripped to his boxer briefs with a boner that was close to busting out of the fabric. Alexa had stripped to a tiny black g-string. Kayla's eyes were drawn to her perfect c-cup tits, making her feel a bit self conscious about her nice b-cups. In fact, seeing Alexa's body made the young hottie suddenly feel inadequate. She was very confident in her body, but it was hard to compete with perfection. That particular concern soon went out of her mind, though, when she heard Alexa's next question.
"Kayla," she flatly asked, "How ticklish are you?"
"Um ... I'm really ticklish! I always have been! Why?" Kayla chuckled nervously, "Do you have a thing for tickling or something?"
"Kayla," Alexa started to explain. "Discipline and focus are a big part of success at our company. You need to put in the hours and do the work. Women have it even harder. You've heard the rumors about our CEO. You need to work out and stay in shape. Physical attractiveness, I hate to say it, is one way that we're evaluated. So, since you'd be working for me if we hired you, I need to make sure you have the discipline and focus we need. Tickling is one way to test this."
Kayla couldn't believe her ears. "What?! This is crazy, Alexa. I know that you don't tickle all the interns! This can't be for real..."
"No, I don't tickle everyone," Alexa replied, "But you're special."
With that, Alexa reached out and started goosing Kayla's sides as the latter tried to cover up.
"No, wait, sto - oo - oohahahahaa," screeched Kayla, eyes starting to water. "Hahahahaha ohmygod nonono! Hahahaha please!"
Kayla twisted and turned on the table trying unsuccessfully to avoid Alexa's nails, but there was just too much exposed skin. Alexa got more and more turned on as Kayla's begging and pleading got more desperate. Now on the other end of what Andres had put her through two months prior, she definitely saw the appeal.
"Andres, help me out please," she ordered.
Andres took a quick step forward and scooped Kalya up as if she was a sack of potatoes. He carried her over three steps to the couch and plopped her down. Then, not being able to help himself, he stripped off his underwear revealing his huge erection and sat down next to the quivering, teary-eyed intern. Alexa confidently strode over to the couch and sat on the opposite side of Kayla.
Alexa knew that Kayla was the top intern of her class. She'd already spoken to Cal and he agreed to give her a job offer at the end of her internship. Not just as a Junior Associate, which was common, but as a full Associate with a signing bonus. It didn't hurt that Kayla was hot and that the CEO was a bit of a perv, but she really did deserve it based on her performance.
Unfortunately for her, Kayla didn't know any of this. And Alexa was prepared to use that against her to have a little fun. She resented the younger lady for openly flirting with her boyfriend and was going to teach her a lesson. She was also drunk on power (and a few glasses of wine) and was primed to take this "lesson" much farther than reasonable given the circumstances.
"So," she explained to Kayla. "We're going to continue our test now. I'm prepared to guarantee a full time job offer, if you're willing to take five straight minutes of tickling like the good girl that I know you are!"
"Five minutes!" exclaimed the blonde. "That is way too long, there's no way I can do it!"
"Oh sweetie," said Alexa. "I believe in you. I want you to sit in Andres's lap, lean back and lock your hands behind his head. Leave them there for the full five minutes. I'm going to tickle you all over your body. You may laugh, squirm and squeal all you want. But you must keep your fingers locked and your arms behind his neck. And you may not kick me or otherwise try push me away."
Kayla gulped as Andres leaned back on the side of the couch and put his feet up, massive dick pointing skyward. Having no idea how or why she found herself in this situation and against every fiber of her being, Kayla turned around and leaned into him. Her sense of arousal intensified as her thong-clad ass pressed directly against his boner. She slowly reached up and locked her hands behind her neck. She couldn't believe she was doing this! But Alexa's commanding presence just had that effect on her. She gulped.
The tickling was excruciating. The fact that she was primed for it was one problem. The fact that she had to voluntarily hold her arms up was another problem. The fact that she suddenly felt like she needed to pee was another. She cried, cackled, laughed and begged as Alexa started with her jiggling tits and then moved outwards from there. Dragging her nails up and down her arms and sides, fluttering her fingers in her smooth underams and under her rips. Poking her pinky in her belly button and swirling it around. Tickling her inside of thighs, under her knees and lingering on the crease between her butt and back of her leg. And, of course, spending an agonizing two minutes on her feet alone. Skittering her fingers rapidly from her toes to her heel and back again as Kayla came close to hyperventilating.
Alexa proved to be a very skilled tickler. All of her memories of being tickled by her older sister as a little girl came flooding back, as did her experience with Andres. She mixed and matched all of the techniques that had been once used on her on Kayla. Listening to the blonde hottie plead for mercy as she had so many times before was amazing.
Andres, continuing to take a backseat to Alexa, was having a bit of a hard time controlling himself. Kayla's butt was slipping and sliding up and down his dick, bringing him perilously close to cumming on her back. The situation was making his head spin. His bombshell girlfriend was taking her own frustrations at being dominated by him out on someone totally innocent! Unlike Alexa, Kayla didn't have a bossy bone in her body. She was genuinely sweet and nice and would never say the types of demeaning things that Alexa regularly would. Tickling Alexa was satisfying partly as an act of revenge. But Kayla hadn't done anything wrong. The fact that she was innocent and was still being tickle tortured, was arousing in a totally different way. He closed his eyes and tried to imagine less sexy things to avoid cumming prematurely.
It was a close call, and Alexa kept going an extra minute, but they all made it. Time was up. Kayla, tearful, red in the face and tingling sat up. Andres did as well, dick glistening with precum. Alexa was, also, very aroused as she considered where to take this next.
"Great job, Kayla! I'm proud of you!" she disingenously exclaimed. "In fact, I think you can achieve more!"
Struggling to catch her breath Kayla squeaked, "More??”
"Yes, more. How would you like to be hired as a full Associate, instead of the typical entry-level Junior Associate title?"
She'd come this far. "What would it take?" Alexa asked.
"Walk over and face the wall. Stand on your tip toes and reach as high as you can with your palms flat on the wall. If you can handle five more minutes of tickling in that position, I'll recommend you for an Associate title next spring," Alexa promised.
Kayla's blue eyes got even wider, if that were possible. At her age, coming on board as an Associate was a big deal. But five minutes in that vulnerable a position. Being tickled by this crazy lady. Could she handle that?
"Well .... well .... ok. But I have to pee! Let me run to the bathroom first!"
Alexa cooly shook her head. "We can't have you running off to pee in the middle of a big meeting. So, this is another chance to prove your discipline and self-control. You'll just have to hold it," she answered cruelly.
Kayla took a deep breath, put her head down and slowly started walking over to the wall.
"Hurry up!" Alexa barked with a stinging smack on Kayla's hard ass.
"Ow!" yepled Kayla as she hustled over the the wall. Then, against everything her body was screaming to her not to do, she stood on the tips of her toes, put her arms up in the air, and planted her palms flat against the wall. Just as instructed. She closed her eyes and began to focus on her full bladder. It would take every fiber of her being to remain in that position for five minutes and get tickled without peeing herself. She couldn't imagine anything more embarrassing, but she'd somehow gotten herself in this ridiculous position. And, afterwards, her ticket would be punched.
Once again, Alexa started tickling. And, once again, Kayla started trembling, swaying her hips, laughing, screaming and begging.
"Oh no hahahah ... please Alexa pleeeeeeeahahaha - ahahahaha!"
"Not my belly button please don't please don't please don't noooo! Heheehe .... I can't take it!"
"Oh my god Alexa I'm going to pee my panties please stop! Hahahahaha!”
Alexa was in the zone. She eagerly listened to Kayla's begging as the 21-year-old writhed around, laughing and gasping for air. She could see the tears running down her face and smiled. She didn't even notice that Andres had stepped away until her muscular boyfriend returned from the kitchen, an ice cube in each hand.
"Oooooooooh nooooooo! It's freezing!" screamed Kayla as Andres pressed an ice cube against each of her gyrating buttcheeks. As Alexa knelt down and ran her cruel fingers over every inch of Kayla's exposed feet, Andres did the same with ice all over her round butt.
"Stop! Stop! Please this is like torture you guys! It's too cold! It tickles too much and I'm gonna pee - hehehe! Seriously, I can't take it!" Kayla shrieked.
But, Kayla was wrong. She couldn't explain it to herself but she remained in that position - on the tips of her toes with her arms high in the air - for the full five minutes, despite everything Alexa and Andres did to her. Some combination of professional ambition, wanting to impress her tormentors and intimidation from Alexa's authoritative attitude had turned her into a submissive plaything.
Finally, when time was up, they stopped. Kayla was hopping up and down at this point. "Please let me pee now!" she begged.
"OK, go ahead," Alexa commanded. "You've earned an Associate title. We have one more test for you, when you return. Let's see how dedicated you are to your career."
Without time to consider Alexa's words and fully focused getting to the toilet, Kayla sprinted to the bathroom. Barely making it before pissing herself, she breathed in and out deeply as the pressure on her bladder relaxed.
With tears still in her eyes, Kayla slowly stood up and looked at herself in the mirror. She felt an odd mix of humiliation and pride in the fact that she'd and "earned" a full time Associate position at the firm. She had no idea what type of crazy position they'd put her in to earn that signing bonus, but she was resolved to give it a shot. Now that she didn't have to pee, there was no way it could get any worse. She tried her best to put her chin up and walked back to the living room.
Andres was sitting on the couch, stark naked with his boner pointing straight towards the ceiling. Alexa was on the other side of the couch, sitting with her legs folded under her, still wearing her tiny black g-string. Kayla approached tentatively.
"So Kayla," Alexa asked, "how badly do you want that signing bonus?"
Kayla had come this far and, now that she didn't have to pee, realized how aroused she still felt. She was not ready to back down.
"I'll do anything," she said with as much confidence as she could muster, given the circumstances.
"Good girl," purred Alexa. "I need you to kneel on this couch, in between the two of us, and give Andres the blowjob of his life."
Kayla, almost in a trance, prepared to do as she was told. She kneeled on the couch, feet facing her future boss, closed her eyes and began to deep throat the biggest dick she'd ever sucked. As she began bobbing up and down, she made good use of her tongue, making Andres shudder with pleasure.
Kayla knew the tickling was coming, so it wasn't a shock when she felt Alexa's evil fingers start to work over her toes. Her torso vibrated as she silently laughed. It was nearly impossible to maintain her concentration, but she managed the best she could to put the horrible tickling sensation out of her mind and keep pleasuring Andres.
Andres felt the vibration and looked up to see Kayla's innocent feet flinching and whipping back and forth while Alexa tickled them. Her soles were pink and her toes flexed and moved as Alexa controlled them with her fingers. He knew the agony that the cute, innocent blonde was going through and it was incredibly hot to him.
Suddenly, he had the urge to punish her even more. Kayla was bent at the waist and her juicy ass was pointed in the air. He gave her a stinging smack on the backside ... and another!
"Ouch!" Kayla yelped as she briefly lifted her head.
"Keep going!" Alexa aggressively commanded.
Nearly sobbing, Kayla bent down and continued the blow job. Her ass twitched in the air as Andres continued the stinging spanking and her feet flicked back and forth as Alexa continued to cruelly tickle them. As she continued, she let out a series of high-pitched squeaks and moans, which was as much as she could vocalize with Andres's massive cock in his mouth.
Seeing this sexy girl punished in this manner was too much for Andres. He couldn't hold out. After about twenty seconds of ferocious spanking at his hands and equally ferocious tickling at Alexa's, he cummed his brains out. Kayla swallowed and made sure to lick every last drop before sitting up, wiping the tears out of her eyes, and breathing deeply to calm down.
After 30 seconds of stunned silence, Alexa spoke.
"Congratulations on the job and your signing bonus. We'll have an offer on paper by the end of your internship. I'll see you in the office Monday."
Kayla didn't have to be asked twice. She leapt up off the couch and grabbed her clothes. In a semi-panicked state, she dressed as quickly as possible. After grabbing her purse, she could only think to lamely say, "Um ... see ya guys later," as she scampered to the door.
As the door of their condo closed behind her, Kayla heard Alexa ask Andres, "So, when will it be your turn?"
