This just happened earlier tonight and I thought I'd share.
I spent the day with some girlfriends. My one friend is getting married next week and we were doing some last minute shopping. We came back to my place tonight and were drinking a little and just generally talking. The more drinks we had, the more personal our discussions became. We finally started talking about sex. I'm the only one, apart from my engaged friend, that is currently seeing someone, but it didn't mean that the other two didn't have some gossip on old boyfriends. So we were just having a really good time overall.
Some of the questions that came my way quickly became too private for me. I've known most of these girls since college and was pretty comfortable with them. But for example, my boyfriend and I are both into tickling, but these girlfriends of mine don't know about our fetish, and I was a little nervous about telling them, because I'm still relatively new to it all (I was first introduced to tickling January of this year and I love it 😀 ) So when they asked if my bf and I had any fetishes, I told them it was a little too personal for me to answer.
Generally, I'm very open about anything I talk about. I don't have any problem saying what's on my mind, so they were all stunned that I was actually refusing to talk. The one girl started asking if I'd answer the question if I were ever tortured for this kind of information (a little random, I know, but remember, we were all tipsy by this point lol). I told her that there were some secrets that were best left kept to the grave and that I'd be willing to die rather than divulge some information.
Immediately, my friends start talking about different forms of torture that would make myself, as well as themselves, talk. Like how, for example, the Chinese Water Torture would just drive my one friend crazy and she'd let out any and all secrets she may have.
Then, seriously just out of the blue, my one friend asks me, "What about tickle torture?" My insides honestly just went to mush and I was trying so hard not to blush. I told her that I didn't think it'd be that bad and that I could probably get by without saying anything (which at that point, I thought to be true). The girl who mentioned this had an opinion that any person could talk with any given torture, if used properly, because the human spirit was only so strong. So she advanced on me saying she was going to give me a first-person example.
I backed away (we were all sitting on the floor) and I fell right into one of the other girls, who immediately grabbed my arms and held me back. I had no idea what was going to happen and I was afraid of how I was going to react because they still had no idea about my love of tickling. But that didn't stop them. The other two started tickling my ribs and feet. It was still such a shock that I shrieked and started laughing soooo hard. I tried to struggle away, but I lose strength when I'm tickled when I'm sober!
My one friend, who's feet I had tickled during a pedicure in a story I posted in here some time ago, who was now tickling my ribs, started taunting me saying that all I had to do was say stop, and they would. Meanwhile, I was laughing so much that I couldn't even say stop, even if I wanted to. I was trying to hard to squirm out of their reach that it felt like everything was spinning and it tickled sooo much. This lasted like 20 minutes ... seriously! I honestly thought that if I kept my mouth shut, they'd give up. But they didn't.
Eventually, I managed a breathless, "stop PLEASE" and they ceased. My one friend who started it all pointed out that I probably would have told them anything they wanted by that point, and you know what? They were right.
I spent the day with some girlfriends. My one friend is getting married next week and we were doing some last minute shopping. We came back to my place tonight and were drinking a little and just generally talking. The more drinks we had, the more personal our discussions became. We finally started talking about sex. I'm the only one, apart from my engaged friend, that is currently seeing someone, but it didn't mean that the other two didn't have some gossip on old boyfriends. So we were just having a really good time overall.
Some of the questions that came my way quickly became too private for me. I've known most of these girls since college and was pretty comfortable with them. But for example, my boyfriend and I are both into tickling, but these girlfriends of mine don't know about our fetish, and I was a little nervous about telling them, because I'm still relatively new to it all (I was first introduced to tickling January of this year and I love it 😀 ) So when they asked if my bf and I had any fetishes, I told them it was a little too personal for me to answer.
Generally, I'm very open about anything I talk about. I don't have any problem saying what's on my mind, so they were all stunned that I was actually refusing to talk. The one girl started asking if I'd answer the question if I were ever tortured for this kind of information (a little random, I know, but remember, we were all tipsy by this point lol). I told her that there were some secrets that were best left kept to the grave and that I'd be willing to die rather than divulge some information.
Immediately, my friends start talking about different forms of torture that would make myself, as well as themselves, talk. Like how, for example, the Chinese Water Torture would just drive my one friend crazy and she'd let out any and all secrets she may have.
Then, seriously just out of the blue, my one friend asks me, "What about tickle torture?" My insides honestly just went to mush and I was trying so hard not to blush. I told her that I didn't think it'd be that bad and that I could probably get by without saying anything (which at that point, I thought to be true). The girl who mentioned this had an opinion that any person could talk with any given torture, if used properly, because the human spirit was only so strong. So she advanced on me saying she was going to give me a first-person example.
I backed away (we were all sitting on the floor) and I fell right into one of the other girls, who immediately grabbed my arms and held me back. I had no idea what was going to happen and I was afraid of how I was going to react because they still had no idea about my love of tickling. But that didn't stop them. The other two started tickling my ribs and feet. It was still such a shock that I shrieked and started laughing soooo hard. I tried to struggle away, but I lose strength when I'm tickled when I'm sober!
My one friend, who's feet I had tickled during a pedicure in a story I posted in here some time ago, who was now tickling my ribs, started taunting me saying that all I had to do was say stop, and they would. Meanwhile, I was laughing so much that I couldn't even say stop, even if I wanted to. I was trying to hard to squirm out of their reach that it felt like everything was spinning and it tickled sooo much. This lasted like 20 minutes ... seriously! I honestly thought that if I kept my mouth shut, they'd give up. But they didn't.
Eventually, I managed a breathless, "stop PLEASE" and they ceased. My one friend who started it all pointed out that I probably would have told them anything they wanted by that point, and you know what? They were right.
