Barely Legal and Tickled to Death (Part I)

The 18 y.o. boy’s cheek twitched as a glistening bead of sweat cascaded down the contour of his forehead and fused with the pool of tears that had been collecting in his right eye for what felt like an eternity. Every hour, the salty mixture accruing under the boy’s eyes would get dislodged by another bead of sweat. The ensuing splash would coat his field of vision in a milky haze—but there was nothing he could do.

Each bloodshot eye screamed through its salty, turbid prison, but its cries amounted to nothing more than silent tears—tears that only made the enveloping puddles deeper and deeper.

The boy’s tear-filled eyes were open—wide open—and he could see, but he saw nothing. His vision was imprisoned in blurry patches of gray and white that swelled and danced throughout his visual field—passing in and out of the margins into nothingness.

The boy’s eyes glistened as fluorescent light shimmered and reflected off of each motionless sphere. Only his pupils reacted. His eyeballs remained locked in place.

Tucked inside of the boy’s two eye-sockets were metallic clamps that stretched and fanned out the delicate skin of his upper and lower eyelids. The metal clamps prevented the boy from closing his eyes, and condemned each eyeball to drown in its own tears.

The frame holding the eye-clamps in place extended beyond the boy’s eyelids and eye-sockets. It enclosed portions of face in metallic tubes and hydraulic pistons—snaking around the contours of the boy’s chiseled face—diving in and out of each orifice, stretching and paralyzing each portion of flesh it came into contact with.

Several inorganic tentacles had made a home inside the boy’s mouth—forcefully stretching open boy’s mouth until it appeared that his lips were about to rupture. The boy’s tongue was fastened down and stretched at the base of his mouth—allowing for the fleshy surface to be exposed and explored. The boy’s uvula was held in place as well—preventing him from swallowing.

The boy’s shoulders and head were further paralyzed by a leather neck brace that stretched out his slender neck and throat, exposing his sensitive skin. The brace consisted of four metal pistons and two leather-padded rings. The top ring fit snuggly under the boy’s jaw and the lower ring wrapped around his chest and shoulders—exposing as much skin as possible while making sure that he was completely motionless. The teen’s torso was violently contorted and stretched out in a convex arc. With every breath, the boy’s rib cage expanded and contracted with fear—struggling. With every staggered breath, his belly button rose and fell a few inches—the only visible moment apart from his pupils dilating and his lungs compressing and expanding. His arms were stretched in opposing directions, and his fingers were enclosed within padded rings that held them in place and spread them out—immobilizing them and preventing him from flexing his tendons.

The teen’s thighs were tightly flexed and held wide open by straps and leather padded pipes—exposing his taint, cock, and asshole. The boy’s cock was pulsating but unable to move. The boy’s pulsating shaft was stretched towards the ceiling by a slender brace—similar to the one around the boy’s neck. At the top of the brace was the boy’s plump, purple cockhead—pulled as far away from the boy’s crotch as was possible. The lips of the boy’s beating, plump mushroom cockhead were kissed by several leather-padded clamps that snuggly tucked inside the boy’s piss slit and opened it wide for exploration. The clamps mirrored those that held his mouth in place and stretched his lips—exposing his sensitive gums, uvula, tongue, and pearly whites.

The teen boy’s feet were given special treatment. The tip of each toe was clamped in a metal frame that immobilized and pulled the sensitive digit backwards, and the base of each toe was clamped and pulled back—ensuring that his toes were completely motionless. His heels were held firmly in place by leather pads, and his toes were incredibly sensitive, and were begging for the most elaborate preparations.

The high school boy had been recently knocked out in order for his plump, paralyzed toes to undergo a procedure where each toenail was sanded down and removed to ensure that his gorgeous, sensitive toes were exposed to as much ticklish stimulation as possible—maximum surface area, maximum tickling. Since the procedure, the teen’s stretched out toes were practically bursting at the seams from being stretched out. Each of the boy’s naked nail beds were coated in excessive lubricant. The slippery flesh was given maximum ticklish stimulation with electric toothbrushes. Electric flossers explored in between the gaps where his toenails used to be—causing the boy to silently sob from how ticklish his exposed toenail beds were. As the tickle tools dug inside the crevices at the edges of each youthful nail bed, ticklish nerves were uncovered. The vibrating bristles were then locked in place at the spot.

End of Part I

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