Arpit Chopra
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- Dec 15, 2021
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FEW YEARS LATER,
Sheila couldn't help but be blissfully happy. Everything was going according to plan. Soon she would get rid of that moron and be in the arms of her beloved Adam. Just as she had intended it, just like it was always supposed to be.
When she and Sarah's Dad had married around 3 years ago, she had been really happy and content. Not because she loved him, she wasn't even sure if she could ever love a man. But she didn't have to worry anymore. She didn't have to worry about paying her bills, or a roof above her head, or who was the next guy who was gonna buy her drinks or dinner. She had pulled out all the stops on her wedding, she made him buy the most expensive ring she could find, chose the most lavish venue for their marriage, and had the most expensive wedding that was possible. The guest list consisted of celebrities, professional sportsmen, even a few ministers.
Sarah's Dad was a simp, in the truest sense of the word. He was head over heels in love with a woman who did not give a damn about him, only about his money. But he had a few sensible friends, who all recommended that he should get a prenup.
One night, when they were in bed together, he brought up the idea of signing of a prenup deciding how their assets will be divided in case they do get separated. Sheila did not like it. NOT ONE BIT !!!
She told him she had a surprise for him, then proceeded to blindfold by tying her silk handkerchief around his eyes. Sarah's Dad was very excited. Then she commanded him to lay down on the bed. He did as he was told.
She then proceeded to tie each of his wrists to the 2 upper corners of the bed, using a pair of handcuffs she had bought online. Next she positioned his legs to the foot of the bed and proceeded to tie them using ropes to the lower corners of the bed. She made sure that the knots were extremely tight, there was no way he was getting away.
"Don't go away, I'll be right back". Sheila giggled and went to the kitchen.
Sarah's Dad just lay there quietly, counting his blessings on how lucky he was to have found someone like Sheila. She always made sure that he was fully satisfied, whether it was physically or emotionally. She had a huge sexual appetite, and she literally liked to dominate and devour him whenever they were in bed together. He was extremely ticklish, which Sheila did like to take advantage of at times, and although it exhausted him, he didn't really mind it. Tickling ran in his family. His daughter, his mom, his dad, even his deceased ex-wife, all were awfully ticklish.
At times, Sheila reminded him of his ex-wife. Although their personalities were stark opposite to each other, there was still a vulnerability about Sheila which he liked. Though she acted all bossy and dominant, Sarah's Dad felt this was all a facade. Sheila just wanted to be loved, and Sarah's Dad wanted to be that guy by fulfilling all her needs.
But what he didn't know that he was only partially correct. Sheila was extremely lonely from inside and just wanted to be loved. However, he could never be that guy. Sarah wanted a real man, a man more dominating than her who could put her in her place. A man who could overpower her, so that she could once again become like her daddy's little girl. Sarah's Dad was too much of a nice guy, he just lacked the personality.
Lost in his thoughts, with a blindfold surrounding his eyes, he didn't even hear Sheila coming back to the room with a knife in her hand.
Sheila looked down upon him, tied up spread eagled on the bed, with the ugliest nightshirt a guy could wear, just waiting to be butchered. At that very moment, all Sheila wanted was to kill him. Thrust the knife inside his body and cut him open mercilessly. But she knew she had to be patient. No matter how much his fat body disgusted her, she needed his money. They had to be married first. He will eventually have to die, of course. There was no way she could ever imagine living the next 50 years with him.
She walked up to him slowly and cut his ugly nightshirt up using her knife. Now his upper body was stark naked.
"H-h-hey what are you doing honey?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Trying hard not to just finish you." Sheila muttered under her breath. Aloud she said "Darling you shouldn't have brought it up. The prenup. There is no fucking way I'm signing a prenup, and you're gonna rue the day you even thought about it."
"W-w-wait....." Before Sarah's Dad could finish his sentence, Sheila shut him up by a thunderous attack on his sides using her long nails. Sarah's Dad lost his mind.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"
He twisted and contorted his body to escape her devilish fingers, but her nails were stuck to his tummy like a lioness's claws. His mind was going berserk, all the rational thoughts had escaped his mind.
"NOHOHOHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA !!!!"
"LAUGH, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. LAUGH. YOU THINK THIS RELATIONSHIP IS A FUCKING JOKE, RIGHT? NOW LAUGH AT THIS JOKE !!!" Sheila kept taunting him angrily.
"PLAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
"OH YOU'RE NOT FUCKING SORRY, ASSHOLE. NOT YET. BELIEVE ME I KNOW. BUT YOU WILL BE, YOU FUCKING WILL BE !!!" Sheila kept attacking his tummy, especially digging her index fingers on the side curves of his waist, which made him scream loudly with a mixture of pain and tickling.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"
Sarah's Dad banged his head on the bed, tossing it from side to side. He tugged helplessly at his bonds with as much as strength he could, straining his biceps with exhaustion. But there was no way he could break the steel handcuffs. He even tried to pull at his legs, but Sheila knew her knots. There was no way to escape for him and he was getting drained, both physically and emotionally.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH......UFFAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
He was slowly starting to lose his breath, due to the continuous laughter. He feared he would die, and he just wanted her to stop. At that very moment, he was ready to do anything. He would literally destroy all the prenups in the world if only that could get her to stop tickling him.
But Sheila was beyond the point of showing mercy anymore. He had done the biggest mistake of his life today, and all he deserved was punishment. Extreme punishment.
Slowly, without even realizing it, Sarah's Dad entered the realm of silent laughter, a forbidden area which he had entered only once before, a long long time ago.
Now, he wasn't just laughing anymore. His mind and body were both just stuck in a endless repetitive loop of forced mirth, where no sound could be heard from inside his mouth. Laughter wasn't even the right word anymore, all he felt was pain. THE INHUMAN PAIN OF TICKLING !!!!
Finally it was too much for his rational mind to bear. He lost consciousness.
Sheila just sat back on the nearby chair, satisfied with her achievement. She really wanted to throw water on his face, wake him up and start tickling him again. But she knew she had to halt now. She had been tickling him for almost an hour now. Anymore tickling might make him have a heart attack, literally killing him. He would eventually die, of course. Just Not Yet.
She waited for him to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, she removed the blindfold from his eyes.
"How are you feeling darling?" She asked him with an evil smile on her face.
"P-p-please no more honey, please. I can't take it anymore."
"Oh don't worry dear. I wouldn't even dream of it. But let's just make sure we don't talk about the prenup ever again, alright?"
"Never, baby. Never !!!" Sarah's Dad replied back.
"Good Boy" Sheila smiled and uncuffed him. He laid his head on her lap, and she started ruffling his hair, telling him how extremely proud of him she was that he took such a good decision. Just like a mother ruffling her fingers through a child's hair.
THEY WERE MARRIED A FEW WEEKS LATER !!!
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
Sheila couldn't help but be blissfully happy. Everything was going according to plan. Soon she would get rid of that moron and be in the arms of her beloved Adam. Just as she had intended it, just like it was always supposed to be.
When she and Sarah's Dad had married around 3 years ago, she had been really happy and content. Not because she loved him, she wasn't even sure if she could ever love a man. But she didn't have to worry anymore. She didn't have to worry about paying her bills, or a roof above her head, or who was the next guy who was gonna buy her drinks or dinner. She had pulled out all the stops on her wedding, she made him buy the most expensive ring she could find, chose the most lavish venue for their marriage, and had the most expensive wedding that was possible. The guest list consisted of celebrities, professional sportsmen, even a few ministers.
Sarah's Dad was a simp, in the truest sense of the word. He was head over heels in love with a woman who did not give a damn about him, only about his money. But he had a few sensible friends, who all recommended that he should get a prenup.
One night, when they were in bed together, he brought up the idea of signing of a prenup deciding how their assets will be divided in case they do get separated. Sheila did not like it. NOT ONE BIT !!!
She told him she had a surprise for him, then proceeded to blindfold by tying her silk handkerchief around his eyes. Sarah's Dad was very excited. Then she commanded him to lay down on the bed. He did as he was told.
She then proceeded to tie each of his wrists to the 2 upper corners of the bed, using a pair of handcuffs she had bought online. Next she positioned his legs to the foot of the bed and proceeded to tie them using ropes to the lower corners of the bed. She made sure that the knots were extremely tight, there was no way he was getting away.
"Don't go away, I'll be right back". Sheila giggled and went to the kitchen.
Sarah's Dad just lay there quietly, counting his blessings on how lucky he was to have found someone like Sheila. She always made sure that he was fully satisfied, whether it was physically or emotionally. She had a huge sexual appetite, and she literally liked to dominate and devour him whenever they were in bed together. He was extremely ticklish, which Sheila did like to take advantage of at times, and although it exhausted him, he didn't really mind it. Tickling ran in his family. His daughter, his mom, his dad, even his deceased ex-wife, all were awfully ticklish.
At times, Sheila reminded him of his ex-wife. Although their personalities were stark opposite to each other, there was still a vulnerability about Sheila which he liked. Though she acted all bossy and dominant, Sarah's Dad felt this was all a facade. Sheila just wanted to be loved, and Sarah's Dad wanted to be that guy by fulfilling all her needs.
But what he didn't know that he was only partially correct. Sheila was extremely lonely from inside and just wanted to be loved. However, he could never be that guy. Sarah wanted a real man, a man more dominating than her who could put her in her place. A man who could overpower her, so that she could once again become like her daddy's little girl. Sarah's Dad was too much of a nice guy, he just lacked the personality.
Lost in his thoughts, with a blindfold surrounding his eyes, he didn't even hear Sheila coming back to the room with a knife in her hand.
Sheila looked down upon him, tied up spread eagled on the bed, with the ugliest nightshirt a guy could wear, just waiting to be butchered. At that very moment, all Sheila wanted was to kill him. Thrust the knife inside his body and cut him open mercilessly. But she knew she had to be patient. No matter how much his fat body disgusted her, she needed his money. They had to be married first. He will eventually have to die, of course. There was no way she could ever imagine living the next 50 years with him.
She walked up to him slowly and cut his ugly nightshirt up using her knife. Now his upper body was stark naked.
"H-h-hey what are you doing honey?" he asked with a puzzled look on his face.
"Trying hard not to just finish you." Sheila muttered under her breath. Aloud she said "Darling you shouldn't have brought it up. The prenup. There is no fucking way I'm signing a prenup, and you're gonna rue the day you even thought about it."
"W-w-wait....." Before Sarah's Dad could finish his sentence, Sheila shut him up by a thunderous attack on his sides using her long nails. Sarah's Dad lost his mind.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCCCCCAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"
He twisted and contorted his body to escape her devilish fingers, but her nails were stuck to his tummy like a lioness's claws. His mind was going berserk, all the rational thoughts had escaped his mind.
"NOHOHOHHHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA !!!!"
"LAUGH, YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE. LAUGH. YOU THINK THIS RELATIONSHIP IS A FUCKING JOKE, RIGHT? NOW LAUGH AT THIS JOKE !!!" Sheila kept taunting him angrily.
"PLAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH I'M SOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
"OH YOU'RE NOT FUCKING SORRY, ASSHOLE. NOT YET. BELIEVE ME I KNOW. BUT YOU WILL BE, YOU FUCKING WILL BE !!!" Sheila kept attacking his tummy, especially digging her index fingers on the side curves of his waist, which made him scream loudly with a mixture of pain and tickling.
"AAAAAAAAAAAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!!"
Sarah's Dad banged his head on the bed, tossing it from side to side. He tugged helplessly at his bonds with as much as strength he could, straining his biceps with exhaustion. But there was no way he could break the steel handcuffs. He even tried to pull at his legs, but Sheila knew her knots. There was no way to escape for him and he was getting drained, both physically and emotionally.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH......UFFAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
He was slowly starting to lose his breath, due to the continuous laughter. He feared he would die, and he just wanted her to stop. At that very moment, he was ready to do anything. He would literally destroy all the prenups in the world if only that could get her to stop tickling him.
But Sheila was beyond the point of showing mercy anymore. He had done the biggest mistake of his life today, and all he deserved was punishment. Extreme punishment.
Slowly, without even realizing it, Sarah's Dad entered the realm of silent laughter, a forbidden area which he had entered only once before, a long long time ago.
Now, he wasn't just laughing anymore. His mind and body were both just stuck in a endless repetitive loop of forced mirth, where no sound could be heard from inside his mouth. Laughter wasn't even the right word anymore, all he felt was pain. THE INHUMAN PAIN OF TICKLING !!!!
Finally it was too much for his rational mind to bear. He lost consciousness.
Sheila just sat back on the nearby chair, satisfied with her achievement. She really wanted to throw water on his face, wake him up and start tickling him again. But she knew she had to halt now. She had been tickling him for almost an hour now. Anymore tickling might make him have a heart attack, literally killing him. He would eventually die, of course. Just Not Yet.
She waited for him to wake up. As soon as he opened his eyes, she removed the blindfold from his eyes.
"How are you feeling darling?" She asked him with an evil smile on her face.
"P-p-please no more honey, please. I can't take it anymore."
"Oh don't worry dear. I wouldn't even dream of it. But let's just make sure we don't talk about the prenup ever again, alright?"
"Never, baby. Never !!!" Sarah's Dad replied back.
"Good Boy" Sheila smiled and uncuffed him. He laid his head on her lap, and she started ruffling his hair, telling him how extremely proud of him she was that he took such a good decision. Just like a mother ruffling her fingers through a child's hair.
THEY WERE MARRIED A FEW WEEKS LATER !!!
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
