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The Wheel of Mis-Fortune (F/MF, m/f and f/m, non con, sexual)

unclejobo

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“Honey, Honey, Wake Up” Amy said gleefully, prodding her boyfriend Joe.

Joe stirred and opened his eyes, “What’s up?” he asked tiredly.

“We’ve been accepted” she replied in excitement.

“Accepted?” He questioned. “Accepted, for what?”

“Wheel of Fortune” she replied, jumping on the bed.

Joe’s head shot up quickly. “Brilliant, when is it?”

“This Friday. I’m so excited” Amy replied, grabbing Joe and hugging him.

Amy jumped off the bed and ran downstairs to ring her friends.



Friday morning came around quickly, Joe sat on the sofa waiting for Amy to get ready as usual. He stood up and checked himself in the mirror. His tight sky blue shirt showing off his toned physique, black trousers and shiny black size 10 shoes. He brushed his hand through his brown hair before sitting back down on the sofa.

Amy finally rushed through the door. Joe starred at his girlfriend in amazement. The petite blonde stood in the centre of the room and twirled in a circle in front of Joe. Her 5 foot 2 frame, spun as her long blonde hair whipped around her body. She was dressed in a flowery pink dress, running down to her knees, size 3, open toed white heels showing off her perfectly pedicured toes, coated in pink nail polish.

“You look amazing, darling” Joe said lovingly to her.

“The uber is on its way” she replied in overexcitement.

They both hopped into the white Toyota Prius as it pulled away from their house.



The car approached the studio and pulled up outside Studio 4.

“This is it!” Amy said with excitement as she swung the door open and jumped out of the car. Joe thanked the driver and climbed out, staring at the grey building.

“I thought it would be fancier than this” he questioned.

“Oh Joe, don’t you know anything” Amy quickly responded. “They use these sets for all kinds of shows. It’s the inside that will make it look amazing”.

She grabbed him by the hand and headed into the reception. The automatic door closed behind them as an older lady poked her head up from behind the desk.

“Can I help you?” she asked sternly.

“We are Amy and Joe, we are here for Wheel of Fortune” Amy replied in a giddy tone.

“Wheel of Fortune?” the woman questioned with a sarcastic smile.

“Yes, we got an email” Amy replied, waving her phone.

“Ha Ha, OK, take a seat” the woman shook her head before picking up her phone.

“Amy and Joe are hear for you” she said with a smile. “They think they are here for Wheel of Fortune”. She put down her phone as Joe stared at her in confusion.

“This doesn’t seem to professional” he said to Amy.

“Oh, shut up Joe” she snapped back.

A few minutes later, a woman walked in the room dressed in a black suit and black heels. She stared through her glasses at a clipboard.

“Amy and Joe?” she asked.

“Yep” Amy replied with excitement before jumping to her feet.

“Follow me please” the woman said sternly, turning around and walking down the corridor and into a smaller waiting room.

Amy and Joe followed closely behind before sitting down on the sofa. The woman left the room and shut the door behind her.

Joe glanced around the room, “Erm Amy?” he said nervously.

“What is it Joe!” she snapped back.

He pointed at the sign on the wall reading ‘Wheel of MIS-Fortune’.

“What the hell?” Amy responded, checking her emails on her phone. “I thought it was a mistake”.

“Why on earth would a big budget show make a stupid mistake like that!” He answered back with anger.

Their argument was quickly halted by a hissing noise as the room filled with smoke. The two coughed as it hit them before ‘THUD’, Joe hit the floor. Amy tried to see through the smoke but she felt a dizziness come over her and ‘THUD’ she hit the floor too.

Extractor fans started to suck all of the smoke from the room before the woman with the clipboard entered the room with 2 muscle bound body guards.



Amy slowly woke, groggily she opened her eyes but the room she was in was filled with darkness. She tried to get up but something was stopping her. Pulling her arms she could feel them tied out to the side of her. She frantically pulled her legs but couldn’t move them either, they were tied out to the sides as well, leaving her in an X position. In a panic, she tried to lift her head but a strap on her forehead pinned it to the table beneath her.

“HEEELLLLLLLPPPPPPP” she called out. There was no response. She tried again in vein to pull her limbs free but couldn’t.

“SOMEONE HEELLLPPPP MEEEEEE” she called out again.

“URGH, what happened?” Joe mumbled out as he slowly awoke.

“JOE, WHERE ARE YOU?” Amy called out.

“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” Joe called out as he quickly realised that he was tied to a table, spread eagle.

“I-I-I don’t know” Amy sobbed.

“AMY, WHAT ON EARTH DID YOU REPLY TO” he called back into the darkness.

“I thought it was the game show” she replied, crying.

“What did they ask you?” he responded in anger, pulling at the cuffs securing him to the table.

“They just wanted to know a bit about us, like a profile” she sobbed back.

“ASKING WHAT?” he snapped.

“The usual things, like name, age and that” she replied. “But I thought it was weird when they asked what are were afraid of and what parts of our body were ticklish”.

“TICKLISH” Joe snapped back.

“I don’t know, I was too excited to think properly” she sobbed.

Once again their argument was interrupted by music blasting out of the speakers in the dark room. Bright, multicoloured lights soon flashed around the room. Both Joe and Amy could see each other as each light flashed onto their bodies. They stared at each other as they realised that they were both tied, spread eagle to a circle table, propped up at a 45 degree angle, facing each other. They looked on nervously as the lights shone across their bodies, showing both Joe and Amy in their underwear.

“LADIES AND GENTLEMAN, WELCOME TO THE WHEEL OF MISFORTUNE” a voice called out on the speakers as bright white lights illuminated the room, showing off a few remote controlled TV cameras pointing at Amy and Joe.

Both of them froze in fear as they watched the flashing red lights, blinking on the TV cameras.

“TONIGHT, FIGHTING FOR THEIR FREEDOM AND THE BIG JACKPOT OF £25,000, WE HAVE JOE AND AMY, BOTH 20 YEARS OLD FROM LONDON”. A pre-recorded applause effect was played out on the speakers.

“W-W-What do they mean, freedom?” Amy nervously asked, looking at Joe. He stared back with fear at Amy, completely frozen silently.

“NOW LETS SEE WHAT FACES OUR CHALLENGERS TONIGHT”. A big screen lit up in front of them showing a picture of a flame and an ice cube.

“WE HAVE THE HOT AND COLD CHALLENGE” the voice said before a picture of a skunk appeared.

“THE SMELLY CHALLENGE”. Next flashed up a picture of some insects.

“THE CREEPY CRAWLY CHALLENGE, OR FINALLY”, a picture of a feather appeared.

“THE TICKLE CHALLENGE. LETS SPIN THE WHEEL AND SEE WHAT THEY GET”. The screen changed to a spinning wheel, like wheel of fortune multiple pictures of the challenges on.

‘Click, click, Click, click, Click, click, Click, click’ the wheel span. Both Amy and Joe stared on in disbelief at the colours on the wheel spinning quickly before slowing again.

“No, no, no” Amy called out as the cursor on the wheel stopped on top of the feather.

“THE TICKLE CHALLENGE IT IS!” The voice called out, met again with pre-recorded applause.

“NOW ALL OUR CONTESTANTS HAVE TO DO IS REMAIN QUIET WHILST THE ROBOTICKLER DOES IT’S JOB. EVERY NOISE THAT ESCAPES THEIR LIPS FROM NOW ON WILL KNOCK £10 OFF THE £25,000 JACKPOT. CONTESTANTS ARE YOU READY?”

More applause and cheering played through the speakers as Joe and Amy stared nervously at each other.

The lights disappeared from Amy and focused on Joe. A whirring noise filled the room as a giant robotic hand lowered from the roof. He looked on in horror as attached to the end of the robotic hand was a bristle covered disc, roughly 30 centimetres in diameter. The bristles sent a shiver up Joe’s spine as they came into contact with his stomach, pushing down so that they extended down his sides and into his belly button.

The big screen lit up with a giant £25,00 on it as a timer counted down from 10 seconds. Upon hitting zero, the applause played out of the speakers again as Joe felt his table slowly start to turn clockwise, dragging the bristles across his tensed belly and sides as he slowly rotated. He bit down on his bottom lip as the table slowly turned, causing the bristles to dance over his ticklish stomach and sides. He got a rush of blood to the head as he turned upside down but he firmly kept his mouth shut, supressing the urge to giggle.

The table span quicker as the bristles ran across his skin quicker, his bottom lip and stomach started to quiver as he closed his eyes, trying to take his mind of the ticklish sensation.

“Eeeek hehe” he giggled out before quickly forcing his mouth closed again, his eyes glanced at the screen as the figure changed to £24,990.

He was struggling to keep quiet as the table rotated quicker and quicker. The bristles raked across his sensitive stomach and sides.

“Hehehehehehe” he giggled out with his eyes shut, trying to focus himself but he couldn’t contain the giggles anymore.

“HEhehehehehehehehehehehehe” he giggled as he span for the next few minutes, he body shuddering from side to side as the bristles stroked across his skin. His hands and feet clenching and opening with every giggle that escaped his mouth.

Finally, to his delight, the table slowed down and returned to its normal position. Joe opened his eyes and looked at the giant figure on the screen, £24,110. Slightly satisfied with himself, he looked at Amy as the lights focused on her. A nervous expression on her face as the robotic hand moved across the room to her, she giggled as the bristles pushed down on her skin. The figure on the screen dropped to £24,100.

She took a deep breath and gulped as she stared in horror at the bristles on the robotic hand. Her eyes opened wide as the table started to revolve slowly, her stomach trembling already as the bristles glided across her belly and sides.

A few giggles escaped her lips as the table turned quicker and quicker. Her eyes started to tear up as she tried her best to supress the giggles but it was no use.

“HEHEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEHEHE STOPP HEHEHEHEHEHE” she giggled out loudly as the stiff bristles danced across her belly and sides. Joe watched on as the figure on the screen started to decrease quicker and quicker as his girlfriend giggled and laughed with every slight rotation of the table.

A few minutes of uncontrollable giggles later, the table stopped. Tears smudging her mascara across her face as they both stared in disbelief at the screen, £21,380. Joe glared at Amy as she tried to look sympathetically back at him.

His glare was broken by the robotic arm moving back to the ceiling, being replaced by another arm with 2 smaller discs attached. The arm positioned its discs in front of Joe’s body before starting to spin on their own, he closed his eyes as the discs got closer to his body. His eyes shot open as the bristles on the discs planted down in his armpits. He frantically tried to free his arms but he couldn’t break free from the wrist cuffs. He jaw clenched shut as the bristles picked up speed, covering every millimetre of his exposed underarms.

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA” he screamed out as he couldn’t stay silent any longer. The bristles stroked and tickled their way across his underarms as his laughter escaped his previously slight mouth. Tears running down his pink face, the figure on the screen rapidly decreasing with every stroke of the bristles.

Amy watched on in disbelief as her usual strong man was reduced to a giggling, sweaty mess. The robotic arm finally retracted, Joe breathed heavily and deeply as he tried to regain his composure before looking with disappointment at the screen, £18,270.

He did not make eye contact with Amy as the robotic arm positioned itself in front of Amy before the discs began to spin.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed in fits of laughter as the bristles explored her smooth underarms. Joe looked across at his girlfriend laughing uncontrollably, her eyes closed tightly as laughter poured out from her mouth, her stomach trembling as the torture on her underarms continued for minute upon minute.

“STAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAAHAP PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHESEEEEHEHEHEEHE” she begged as the discs span quicker and deeper in her underarms. Black tears ran down fer cheeks, covering them in the mascara that was once on her eye lids. Her face almost as pink as her fingernails that frantically waved around, trying to escape the wrist cuffs.

Finally her begging was answered as the robotic arm moved away from her sensitive skin, leaving her desperately trying to catch her breath. £12,460 was displayed on the big screen as both realised that they were completely out of their depth, even walking away with £10 would be an achievement right now.

Joe stared as far up at the ceiling as the strap on his head would let him, trying to figure out where the whirring noise was coming from, none of the robotic arms moved towards him. He took a big gulp and nervously looked down his body as his feet twitched from something slowly dragging across his bare soles. A giant disc of bristles surrounded the circular table, pushing into his feet and toes, this bristles sticking up between each toe. He glanced across at Amy who stared nervously back at him.

His feet twitched from side to side as the table began to slowly rotate again, his ticklish size 10 soles dragged across the bristles, his bottom lip quivering as the table rotated him a third of the way round. He tried closing his eyes as the ticklish sensation grew stronger but it was no use.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPP AHAHAHAHAHA, NAAHAHAHAAHATT MYY FEEHEHEHEHEHEHET” he screamed as the bristles ran across every part of the underside of his large feet, from the heels to the toes. He frantically scrunched his feet up, only to dig them further into the ticklish bristles. Once again he was reduced to a chuckling mess as he span around with the table, feet tickle tortured with every movement of the table. Finally the table returned back to its normal position, Joe’s feet still tingling from the ticklish strokes of the bristles. He closed his eyes to compose himself again.

His composure was halted after hearing the protests coming from across the room.

“NO, NO, PLEASE, DON’T, STOOOPPPAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAHAHAA” Amy screamed as the table began to spin, her tiny size 3 feet, completely covered in the long bristles.

He watched on at the screen as the previous £6,800 number was rapidly decreasing, even at a rate that the screen couldn’t keep up without blurring the numbers. Listening to the crying screams coming from his girlfriend, he looked back across to see her now red face spinning around as the table rotated, he still couldn’t see her feet as the bristles submerged them, tickling as she span.

“AAAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAPP PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHESSEE AHHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter, her stomach frantically breathing in and out as she tried to regain her breath in between the giggles. Her blonde hair stuck to the sweat on her forehead as she span.

Through the laughing, Joe glanced back at the screen just in time for the money to hit its final £100.

‘At least it’s over’ he thought as he watched his tiny girlfriend laugh and scream in circles as she span. Another few seconds of ticklish laughter passed as he glanced back at the screen to see the figure now appear in the minus figures and rapidly increasing.

In shock he glanced between the screen and Amy as she finally returned to her original position, puffing and panting as the blood slowly drained from her face. Joe stared in disbelief at the screen, now displaying -£1,830.

“FINAL CHALLENGE” the voice on the speakers boomed out.

Joe watched in horror as the robotic hands descended from the ceiling, this time both hands had a giant disc attached with extra-long bristles. One moved towards him and the other moved towards Amy. The giant bristles covered their bodies from their knees, right up to their chests, extending in between their legs and down their sides. The bristled circles around the outside of the table remained put, still submerging their feet.

“PLEASE STOP, I-I-I CANT TAKE IT ANYMORE” Amy pleaded as the figure changed with each of her protests, now standing at -£1,940.

A giant timer appeared on the screen with 10 minutes displayed before ticking down to 09:59 as the tables both started to rotate. Instantly the pair started giggling again as the intensity seemed to start off at a higher tempo. They then noticed that as well as themselves turning, the robotic hand was turning the bristles in the opposite direction.

“AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA” Joe screamed out as the bristles danced across his feet, legs, stomach and sides.

His teary eyes scanned the spinning room as his girlfriend was already laughing hysterically as the table spun her quicker against the stiff bristles.

“AHAHAHA NOO AHAHAHAHA STTAAAAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA” Amy screamed with laughter as her exposed skin was tickled by the bristles. Her eyes shut as she struggled to hold on to her sanity with every stroke of each bristle.

Joe was not fairing much better as his body jerked as much as it could against the bindings that secured him to the table. Uncontrollable laughter pouring from his mouth as he span in circles, he never ever imagined just how ticklish his body was as the bristles covered it, scribbling across his skin. The money figure started to climb at a slower pace as they were both reduced to silent laughter. The air had escaped their lungs as their bodies jerked from side to side, unable to escape the tormenting bristles.

Finally, they stopped spinning. Both Joe and Amy, desperately trying to gather as much air as possible, their bright red faces, moist from the sweat and tears slowly returned to normal colour with each gasp of air.

The same music as before blared through the speakers before falling silent.

They both picked their heads up as the sound of high heels on the wooden floor got closer to their broken bodies. As their dazed eyes focused, they caught a glimpse of the woman before walking towards them in her suit, carrying her clipboard.

“Did you have fun?” she asked sarcastically.

Both Amy and Joe glared back at her.

“So how are you going to pay? Cash or Card?” she asked, pointing at the big screen displaying minus £14,160.

“W-W-What?” Joe panted out with stuttered disbelief.

“You agreed to the rules Amy” she said, pointing at her clipboard. “Why would you come onto this gameshow if you are both that ticklish?”

Joe glared at Amy.

“I-I-I made a mistake” Amy sobbed.

“Mistakes don’t pay the bills, money does!” the woman replied with a frown.

“We don’t have that sort of money” Joe quickly responded.

“Well, there is another way” the woman said back with a grin.

“What’s that?” Joe asked.

“The owner also owns a different business. I’m sure he would let you work off your debt” she said with a grin.

“W-W-What sort of business” Amy asked nervously.

“He owns a tickling fetish film company”

“NO, ABSOLUTELY NOT!” Joe interrupted.

“Ok, that will be £14,160 please then” she replied patronisingly.

“Joe, we have no other way” Amy replied, defeatedly. “What do we have to do”.

“Be tickled, obviously” she snapped back. “Now according to my records, the last person who couldn’t pay the penalty worked the debt back at a rate of £100 per minute of tickling”.

“ARE YOU FUCKING MAD” Joe snapped back. “THAT’S LIKE 2 HOURS OF BEING TICKLED”.

“2 hours, 21 minutes to be precise” she responded with a smile.

Joe glared at Amy. “FINE, considering we don’t just have 14 grand lying around”.

“Now that that’s sorted, you can have a break for a bit whilst we get set up” the woman smiled back as her bodyguards entered the room and uncuffed the couple. They instantly slid to the floor, their muscles exhausted. Joe sat there, once again glaring with anger at Amy as she silently sobbed.



An hour passed before the woman and her bodyguards entered the room again. Both Amy and Joe were in exactly the same positions they left them in, sat on the floor, not speaking to each other.

“Follow me please” the woman said sternly before turning and walking away.

Both Joe and Amy slowly climbed to their feet before walking towards a door at the far end of the room, one bodyguard in front of them, one behind. They entered a small dark room, as the lights were switched on, they both stared in horror at what was in front of them. Two black padded tables, about a metre in length were in the middle of the room with a pair of wooden stocks at the ends of the table. Above the table were some wrist cuffs, dangling down from chains attached to a pulley system.

Joe started to back track, only to walk back into one of the bodyguards who put his hands on Joe’s shoulders, forcing him forward towards one of the tables. The woman opened the set of stocks at the end of the table and patted the black leather whilst gazing at Joe.

“Take a seat please” she said firmly.

Joe gulped before being pushed again by the bodyguard. He took a seat on the table and placed his ankles in the stocks. The bodyguards grabbed his wrists before attaching the cuffs around them, the woman then slammed the top of the stocks shut, securing his ankles.

“Now for you my dear” she said at Amy with a grin.

“I-I-I” Amy mumbled as she glanced around at the exit before trying to make a break for it. She was instantly grabbed by one of the bodyguards.

“You’re not going anywhere” he said sternly as he picked her up like a ragdoll and sat her down on the table.

Her feet were locking into the stocks and wrists cuffed above her head. One of the bodyguards started to turn a crank on the pulley system, raising the chains up in the air, lifting their arms up as high as they would go. Each bodyguard then positioned themselves at the stocks.

“Hehehe HEY, Stop that” Amy giggled and protested as she felt something running between her toes. The bodyguard smiled before pushing her tiny foot back against the stocks and wrapping the string around a hook, completely immobilising her foot. Her other foot twitched as the string ran between her toes again before being secured. She tried to wriggle her toes to no avail.

Joe glared at the bodyguard at his feet, securing each large foot within the stocks. The woman vanished behind the pair of them.

“What are you doing?” Joe questioned nervously. “I can’t see”.

Amy turned in horror to see the woman securing a blindfold over Joe’s eyes before doing the same to her.

The pair sat there in darkness as they heard footsteps get quieter before hearing the door slam shut. The room was filled with silence.

“What have you gotten us into?” Joe quizzed Amy.

“I’m sorry Joe, I didn’t read it properly” she replied with a sob.

“What is wrong with you? Why can’t you be more carefulLLLL AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Joe started laughing again as fingernails ran down his exposed back and onto his sides. They didn’t realise the woman was still in the room, waiting.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAPP HAHAHAHAHAHA” he continued to laugh as 10 fingernails danced across his tensed sides and stomach.

Joe was thrashing from side to side to try to escape but it was not use, his arms securely tied above his head prevented his from going anywhere. The nails scattered across his sides, ribs and stomach causing him to throw his blindfolded head back and cackle with laughter. His body bounced up and down as the nails dug deeper into his toned stomach.

“AHAHAHA PLLEEEHEHEHESSEE AHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAPPP ITT AHAHAHAHAHAHA” he continued to beg as the silent woman behind him tortured his bare flesh for minute upon minute.

Amy stayed equally as quiet as the woman to try to not draw attention to her as she listened to her boyfriend being tickled to his limits. The woman withdrew one hand from Joe’s right side and slowly moved it towards the unsuspecting Amy before making contact with her right side.

“EEEEKKKKKK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed, throwing her head back as well as the nails scribbled up and down her exposed side.

Joe’s laughter turned silent as the woman concentrated her attack on Amy’s vulnerable sides and stomach.

“NOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAAHAHAHATTT THHERHEHEHHEHEHERE AHAHAHAHAA” she screamed with laughter as the 10 fingernails raked up and down her ribs before moving to her unguarded stomach.

She bounced up and down on the leather as her sensitive skin was tormented for the next few minutes before she was allowed to breathe.

“P-P-Please don’t tickle us anymore” she begged as the high heels of the woman clicked against the floor as she moved down the room to their unprotected feet.

“No, no, NOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA” Joe screamed as the nails danced across his stretched soles, skilfully moving across his soles in the most ticklish way imaginable.

“STOP, PLEASE” Amy begged. “LEAVE HIM ALONEEEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled as the woman danced her nails across her tiny feet as well.

She tried to pull her small plump toes free but couldn’t, the nails scattering across her tiny feet as her head shook from side to side. The pair of them laughing uncontrollably as their exposed and bound feet were at the mercy of the woman.

She moved her onslaught up from their heels, across their sensitive soles and up to their worst spot, their toes.

“AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAAAHAHAHAHTT MYY TOEEESSSHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Amy shrieked out as the nails danced across and under her bound toes.

Joe’s face, already red was thrashing from side to side with every laughterous breath as the woman’s nails ran across his large, slender toes.

“AHAHAHAHA STTAHAHAHAHPPP HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CANTT TAKE ITTTTT AHAHAHAHAHAHAA” he begged as the speed picked up, driving him wild.

Finally she stopped, the two sat their panting and puffing, their sweaty bodies shaking from exhaustion as they listened to the footsteps draw closer again. Amy felt the warm breath of the woman on her neck.

“Let’s see how ticklish those titties are” she mocked as she unclipped Amy’s bra.

“No, Please don’t, please doooooOOOOONNTTTT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as the fingernails danced over her sensitive nipples and breasts. Her breasts jiggled up and down as she laughed.

“STAHAHAHAPP STAHAHAHAHAHAP AHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled as the nails ran over her nipples, making them hard. Her head shaking from side to side through the ticklish onslaught her breasts were facing as the nails lightly scratched across her skin.

The woman finally stopped, leaving Amy completely breathless.

“Looks like someone else wants to play” the woman mocked as Joe felt her nails wrap around the elastic from his boxer shorts before she yanked them down his legs, revealing his erect manhood.

“Please don’t, I’m really sensitive therEHEHEHEHEH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed and pleaded as the woman’s nails danced across the shaft of his penis. His hard cock jerking from side to side with every stroke of the woman’s nails. She started to tickle his shaven balls with one hand and his shaft with the other as he jerked around, unable to escape the torment.

“AHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHPPP PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHESEEE AHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed as his cock was tickle tortured.

The woman noticed Amy’s face turn pinker and pinker as she listened to her boyfriend’s cries of laughter as his manhood was tickled.

“I wonder if you are as ticklish as your boyfriend?” the woman quizzed, pulling down her black underwear, revealing a slightly moist pussy. “Tickle, tickle, tickle”

“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAA NOT MY PUSSYYY AHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA” Amy laughed, thrashing around trying to free herself as the nails danced all over her sensitive vagina.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAH STAHAHAHAHAPPP HAHAHAHAHA” Joe screamed again as the woman’s nails tickled both of their private regions.

They both bounced up and down in sequence as the woman’s nails circles and tickled their way across their shaven, sensitive skin. Joe’s cock bounced from side to side as she tickled the tip of his penis, sending him into laughterous moans. His giggling girlfriend violently jerking around as the manicured nails worked their way in between her legs.

“AHAHAHAAHA STAHAHAHAP AHAHAHAHAHA MMMMMMMMM” Joe laughed before biting down on his bottom lip as the woman grasped his hard cock, quickly jerking up and down.

The sound of his girlfriend’s laughter in the background and the hand jerking his cock up and down brought a sudden rush of warmth up his manhood.

“No, NO, NOOOO URRGGGHHHHH” he grunted as cum shot from his cock over his stomach before he breathed deeply.

The woman concentrated her attention back to Amy.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAHAPPP TICKLING MEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE AHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed as the woman tickled her vagina with one hand and her breasts with the other.

“MMMmm No, please don’t Mmmmmmmm” Amy moaned as the woman started massaging her vagina and breasts.

“AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHA” Joe started laughing again as the woman moved her hand from Amy’s breasts and went back to tickling his cum covered hips and cock.

“NO, STOP, IM GOING TO CUUUUMMMMMMMM MMMMMM” Amy moaned out as her clit pulsated before one more loud moan escaped her lips. “IMMM CUMMMIIINNGGGG” she screamed as she reached her climax.

The woman stood up and walked back down to their feet as they sat there, panting.

“This is where it gets worse for you” she joked as she dug her nails into the two sets of bound soles in front of her.

“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” they both screamed out as the nails ran over their ultra-sensitive soles.

“AHAHAHAHA WHY DOESS ITT TICKKLEEE SOOO MUCCCHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Amy screamed out as her tiny feet were tortured.

“AHAHAHAAA STAHAHAHAHAHAPPP HAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHESSEE AHAHAHAHAHA” Joe laughed out as his slender toes felt the full force of the woman’s nails.

Minute after minute passed as they both wriggled and jerked around, unable to get their feet away from the pointy nails.

“AHAHAHAHAHA STAHAHAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA IMM GOING TO PEEEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Amy screamed out as the tickling brought on the urge to go to the toilet.

But the woman did not ease up, she focused solely on Amy, scattering all of her nails across her arches and toes at the same time.

“AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAPP PLEEAASEEEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHA” Amy begged to no avail. A small puddle of urine starting to form on the black leather.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOTT AGAINAAHAHAHAHAHAA” Joe screamed out as the 10 nails now danced across his large, stretched soles. “I CANT TAKE IT AHAHAHAHAHAHA”.

The woman dug her nails in between his toes as he rocked from side to side.

Finally, after another few minutes, a buzzer went off in the room. Without any words, the woman stopped her tickling and left. The two slumped backwards as much as they could through exhaustion before their feet were freed and their hands untied. They were both picked up and placed on the cold floor, still blindfolded.

The door slammed again as they lay there, finally Joe took his blindfold off. The bright lights hurt his eyes but as they slowly adjusted, he saw his petite blonde girlfriend curled up in a ball. He took her blindfold off and hugged her as they both lay there exhausted.

The door opened and the two bodyguards entered, throwing their clothes at them. Before standing in the corner, watching the pair get dressed slowly. Both Joe and Amy slowly climbed back to their feet and followed the guards in silence out of the room, down the corridor and out of the automatic doors to the dark outside. The wind sending a shiver down their spines as they stood in silence, looking out at the dark night sky. A black stretch limousine pulled up in front of them and the door swung open.

Joe turned around hastily, only to meet the gaze of the bodyguards, stood behind them.

“IN NOW” one of the bodyguards spoke, pointing at the open door.

Nervously they both climbed into the spacious limousine, followed by the bodyguards. As they sat down, they saw the woman from before, sat at the opposite end.

“W-W-What’s going on?” Joe nervously asked.

“You’ve still got to finish repaying your debt” the woman said with a stern look on her face. “That was only an hour”.

They both stared wide eyed at each other.

“The boss wants to meet you” the woman said. “He has a proposition for you after watching that hour of tickling”.

Joe grabbed Amy’s trembling hand as the limo pulled away. Their nightmare was not over yet.



The two sat in silence as the limousine left the city and start to make its way through the dark countryside. Both Amy and Joe stared out of the windows as the car made its way up a long, secluded driveway, surrounded by trees. As the car approached the enormous house at the end of driveway, the pair stared in awe of its size. The limo pulled up outside, the door flung open and the woman sat across from them gestured for them both to leave the warmth of the car. Slowly they climbed out to be greeted by a tall, handsome man and his beautiful partner.

“I’ve been watching your two with great interest” the man spoke in a polite tone. “You can call me Mark, this is my wife, Melissa”.

The pair nervously shook hands with Mark and Melissa, avoiding all eye contact before being led inside the house into the reception area.

“W-What do you want with us?” Amy asked nervously, scanning the plush room.

“We are not bad people” Mark spoke. “We just have different tastes than most”.

“I’m sorry” Joe said sternly. “But you tie people up and tickle them for fun. That is pretty bad”.

“It sounds bad if you put it like that” Melissa responded. “I was the same as both of you when I met Mark, but he showed me the real side of tickling, and it was fun”.

“There is no fun side of being tickled to the point of passing out” Joe snapped back.

“Were you not aroused though?” Mark responded, raising an eyebrow. “I seem to remember you both getting a bit of a kick out of it”.

The pair stared blankly at each other.

“I’m going to show you the fun in it and hopefully change your mind” Mark said, gesturing at an open door.

The pair followed Mark and Melissa towards and through the door. The dim lights reflected off the wooden floor and red walls. In the centre of the room was a full length, padded table, cuffs at one end and a pair of stocks at the other.

“So you’re going to tickle us again?” Amy questioned, staring in horror at the table.

“Oh, no” Mark laughed. “You two are going to tickle each other”.

“Really?” Joe snapped back.

“Yes, but there is a catch” Mark responded. “Amy gets tickled first, then Joe after. BUT, if the tickling is not up to mine or Melissa’s satisfaction, then we will take over. So no pussying around”.

“And then we are free?” Joe questioned hesitantly.

“Of course” Melissa smiled evilly. “Now Amy, take all your clothes off and lie down”.

Amy complied, her eyes still fixated on the table as she removed all of her clothes slowly before walking to the table and lying down on her back. Joe watched on as Mark secured her wrists and Melissa placed each small, bare foot into the stocks before locking it. She shivered as toe ties rand between her small plump toes before being secured back to the stocks. Amy grasped at the wrist cuffs before Mark pulled her arms tight above her head, securing them to the table.

“Now, place this blindfold over her eyes” Mark instructed to Joe.

He turned Amy’s world into darkness as the blindfold covered her eyes.

“How long do I have to be tickled for?” Amy asked, with small goosebumps covering her petite body.

“30 minutes” Mark responded back. “We will leave you to it and let you know on the intercom when to start and stop”.

The couple left the room, closing the door behind them. Joe stared at his bound, naked girlfriend as he approached the table.

“I’m sorry for what I’m about to do” he whispered.

“Don’t worry, let’s just get this over with” She replied back nervously.

“You may begin when ready” Mark said over the intercom.

Joe looked down nervously at Amy’s still body. He slowly dragged his fingers down from her extended elbows to her biceps. Amy squirmed slightly as his fingers ran towards her exposed underarms.

“Hehehehe Joe, that tickles hehehehehe” she giggled as his fingers ran down into her pits. Her body already twitching from side to side.

An evil smirk came over his face as he dug his nails into both armpits and scratched her skin.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA JOOOOEEEEEHEHEHEHEHAHHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed out as his nails scribbled over her sensitive pits. “JOOEEHEHEHE STAHAHAHAAHAPPPP AHAHAHAHA”.

Her body vigorously wriggling from side to side as her head turned, Joe did not stop. The cries of mercy from Amy only made him dig deeper and deeper into her skin. His nails danced and glided over her now sweaty skin as she jolted around on the table.

His nails dragged down across her ribs and sides, pinching and poking her smooth skin.

“AHAHAHAHAHAA JOOEHHEHEHAHHAHA NOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA” she laughed uncontrollably as he tickled and tortured the air from her lungs.

He hit her hips, sending her back arching off the table and slamming down over and over again as she laughed and shook on the table. Joe looked down at the bulge start forming in his pants as he was really starting to enjoy watching his girlfriend laugh and squirm at his every movement. He shifted his nails across her stomach as her tense stomach bounced up and down, gathering as much air as possible before releasing it all through every laughterous breath. Amy’s head shaking from side to side against the black leather, leaving a sweaty patch on each side.

Joe slowly and seductively danced his nails over the top of her shaven pussy as her bum bounced up and down with laughter before running them over her shaking knees and down her shins.

“NO, JOE, NO NOT MY FEEEEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEHET AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as his fingernails glided up and down her tiny soles. “AHAHAHAHAA STAHAHAHAHAHAPPP AHAHAHAHAHA”.

Amy’s hands desperately grasping and pulling at the wrist cuffs to no avail as her taught feet were exposed to every stroke of Joe’s fingers. His fingers poked and prodded under her big toes, sending her screaming with laughter.

“NAHAHAAHAHAHAT THHERREEHEHEHEEH AHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as her boyfriend’s nails scratched the skin under her toes sending her head bouncing off the table.

His penis, now fully erect, twitched under his trousers as he tickle tortured his girlfriend’s feet and toes for minute after minutes. Amy’s laughter turning silent as she wriggled and squirmed around on the table.

She finally got the chance to take in some much needed air as his fingers stopped their onslaught of her feet.

“J-J-JOE PLEASE, NO MORE, NO MOREEEEEHEHEHEHEHEHE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she begged as he sunk his nails right into her hips and groins. Her bum bouncing up and down as Joe pinched her skin.

“STAHAHAHAAHAP STAHAHAHAAHAHAPP AHAHAHAAHA” she begged again as her voice now started to turn horse from the forced laughter.

Concerned, Joe stopped his vicious attack and started to lightly scratch her pussy with his finger, her silent giggling as she gasped for air turned Joe on even more.



“Thank You Joe” the voice said on the intercom. “You may now stop ticking Amy”.

Shocked at how quickly the time had passed, he took a step back. Amy breathing heavily as she still shook her head from side to side. The door opened, Mark and Melissa walked in with a smile before untying Amy and removing her blindfold. She stared angrily at Joe before noticing the bulge in his trousers.

“Have fun, did we?” She questioned before looking up from the table into his eyes.

Embarrassed, Joe said nothing as he tried to hide his hard cock.

“You’re fucking dead” she snapped back. “Take your fucking clothes off”.

Joe, nervously, stripped off his clothes, hiding his now semi with his hands. He walked over to the table before climbing on and lying down. His body slid slightly on the sweaty table as he positioned himself, placing his large feet in the stocks.

Mark and Melissa secured him firmly as Amy, standing naked to his side stared piercingly into his eyes. She wriggled her manicured pink fingernails at him. “These are going to tickle you bad” she said with an evil grin as Mark and Melissa left the room.

She covered his eyes with the wet, tear soaked blindfold before running a single nail on each hand slowly around his nipples. He shuddered as the light tickling sensation turned his nipples hard.

“You may begin” Mark said over the intercom.

Joe’s body tensed as he waited for Amy’s nails to touch down on his skin but nothing. She crept around the table, her bare feet not making a sound as she moved silently down the table to his feet. She watched Joe turn his head puzzled before she drew a single nail from his toes down to his heel on his right foot. He arched his back and clamped his mouth shut, trying to supress the giggles. Amy started to spider tickle his heel slowly and seductively before sinking her pointy nails straight into his large, soft arches.

“AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he exploded into laughterous screams as his body jerked from left to right on the table. Her perfectly manicured nails glided across his sensitive skin as his body buckled and tensed, his floppy cock swaying around with every movement of his body.

She sunk both sets of nails underneath his long toes. “AAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed as her fingers danced over and in between his sensitive skin.

As Amy tickled her boyfriend’s feet, something caught her eye. Glancing at a table in the corner, she noticed some small bullet vibrators. An evil grin came over her face as she strolled across the room before collecting them and a roll of tape. Joe quickly gathered his breath before he heard the buzzing noise from the vibrators.

“Amy, W-What is that?” he questioned nervously before she ran one vibrator slowly under his toes on his right foot.

“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHA” he exploded again in laughter.

“Aww, poor baby, does it tickle?” she mocked as she prodded the tips of the vibrators against his bound toes.

“AHAHA YEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA STAHAHAHAAHAHAPP” he begged as his body shook from side to side.

She turned the vibrators off before taping one under each of his toes.

“Amy, don’t, please” Joe begged.

She climbed up onto the table and straddled his hips before sinking her nails into his sides and stomach.

“AHAHAHA STTAHAHAHAHAHAPP AHAHHAHAHAHAHA” he shrieked as his body bounced Amy up and down trying to throw her off.

“Aww, my big strong man can’t handle a bit of tickling” she joked as her nails danced across his tensed stomach and sides.

“AMY AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAPPP PLEEEHEHEHEHEHESSEEE HAHAHAHAHAAHA” he begged as she dug her nails further into his skin.

She moved slowly up to his sensitive nipples and ran her nails all over his bulging pecs. Joe cackled with laughter as Amy’s fingers explored his upper body. She slid her knees up a little further and whilst tickling his nipples with one hand, she moved her other hand behind her and danced her nails over his floppy cock.

“AHAHAHAA AMMYYYYYY AHAHAHAHA STAAAHAHAHAHAPPP” he laughed as his sensitive areas were tickled by Amy’s nails. The bouncing around and the control over her boyfriend was really turning Amy on as her nipples grew hard, watching her nails torture her boyfriend.

She leaned back and tickled Joe’s balls and cock with both of her hands as he cackled and squirmed with laughter. To her delight, his manhood started to grow more and more with every ticklish stroke of her fingers. His now erect cock swinging from side to side with every movement of his hips. Joe was not expecting what happen next as Amy knelt up, slid backwards as pushed Joe’s hard cock into her wet pussy.

She slowly slide up and down before dancing her nails across Joe’s tensed stomach and hips. Her bouncing and Joe’s jerking had her wanting to cum within a minute or so as he nails brought screams and moans out of Joe’s mouth. Leaning back she closed her eyes, digging her nails into Joe’s stomach as she hit her climax, Joe’s hard cock still bouncing with his hips as he jerked around with every stroke of her nails.

Finally she stopped the tickling to let him cum, she climaxed again on the feel of his cum shooting inside her. Satisfied, she climbed off, cum dripping from her as she got to the floor. Joe threw his head back in exhaustion and satisfaction against the padded leather.

“I’m not done with you yet” she whispered menacingly before turning on the bullet vibrators, trapped under his toes.

“AAAAAMMMYYY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOH AHAHAHAHAHAHA” he exploded again in laughter as the vibrations sent ticklish shockwaves up his body.

“You can stop now Amy” Mark’s voice said on the intercom.

She shrugged her shoulders and dug her nails back into Joe’s sides, scribbling them across his skin.

“AAMMMYYY AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed louder as the combination of Amy’s nails and the vibrators had him cackling and jerking with laughter.

The door opened, Mark and Melissa rushed in.

“AMY, STOP” Mark called out but she continued her onslaught before Melissa pulled her away.

Joe still chuckling and giggling as the vibrators torment his feet.

“Wow, I really got into that” she blushed.

“You know, we could always use people like you for our videos” Melissa joked.

“Where do I sign?” Amy joked back.

“AHAHAHAHA TURN THEM OFF AHAHAHAHAHAA” Joe laughed as he wriggled from side to side.

“Sorry Joe” Amy said with surprise as she quickly ripped the tape off Joe’s feet.

“OWW” he called out in slight pain.

“How was that for you?” Mark asked Joe.

“F-Fucking torture” he responded, still bound and blindfolded.
 
That was absolutely amazing! It turned me on so damn much! Instantly a new favourite
 
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