PeterVincentTGVK
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When Ricochet reached the room at the left far end of the hall, the one that Big Sis had instructed him to move on to, he reached a hand towards his manhood, which was starting to become flaccid again. He was so aroused from the encounters with Mama and Big Sis that he was now having to fight the temptation to just take care of it himself. He stopped however, when he looked up to see how many cameras were in the hallway. He would never be able to get away with it without being seen. It wasn’t worth the risk. Instead, he hit his head on the wall a couple of times and tried to think of Ellie. Of how he needed to make it until he could be with her again. Their relationship depended on it. It depended on him being strong, no matter how sexually intense any other encounters might be. As soon as he was composed and his penis was back to a far less rigid state, he rubbed his face and opened the door to walk in.
This must have taken a while to set up, Ricochet thought. He had pondered on and off, over the course of the evening, what lengths Jessica had needed to go to in order to ensure that everything was perfect. He came to the conclusion that at least some of it had to have been orchestrated from inside of Atlas Penitentiary. She wouldn’t have been able to accomplish everything that she had in just the short time that she had been free.
He found himself staring down what appeared to be the beginning of an intricate maze. It reminded him of a training course that he had been made to run through back when he was in the military. Down to his left was a metal folding table. And on that table was a short barreled SIG-Sauer MCX VIRTUS SBR assault rifle that had been fitted with a laser sight and a suppressor. Next to the rifle was Beretta M9A3 which also was fitted with a suppressor and laser sight. This didn’t make any sense. Why in the world would Jessica provide him with lethal weapons? He approached the table and picked up the Beretta, ejecting the mag to see that it was loaded with strange looking ammunition.
“They’re all blanks.” Jessica’s voice rang out. “I would never give you a real loaded gun. But I am interested in how you went from your first real relationship to joining the military. I mean really, how does a guy go from a loving relationship to being shot at all the time?”
“The decisions that I have made in my past are mine and mine alone.” Ricochet claimed. “I could care less whether or not you understand them.”
“Fair enough. But all the same, I want you to arm yourself… and begin the maze.” Jessica ordered. Knowing that he had little choice, Ricochet grabbed the rifle, wrapping the strap around his shoulder and positioning it how had been trained to. As nude as he was, he had no immediate place to store the Beretta, but he held it in the same hand that he gripped the fore grip of the rifle with. An alarm sounded. Similar to one that somebody might hear at the beginning of an obstacle course. He knew what this meant. He aimed the rifle and entered the maze.
The first right took him to a masked villain who aimed a submachine gun at him. Ricochet fired first. And though the blank rounds obviously couldn't harm anyone, this was clearly an actor or stunt performer of some kind. The faux assailant dropped to the ground after being “shot”, and Ricochet continued on. A couple more turns as he moved further into the maze brought more assailants, all of whom were ably dropped by the trained gunman. At one point, there was one who fired at him from a catwalk above the floor. He fired a few shots, and the opponent tumbled down. Of course, Ricochet knew that this was all being staged, no more real than your average shooter video game or staged movie action scene, but it was doing what he knew it needed to, reminding him of his time in the military and his training with weapons and tactics. He had taken down about a dozen men before he ran out of ammo in the rifle. He abandoned it for the pistol and took out a few more before reaching what he figured must be the end of the maze.
He came to this conclusion when he saw the environment completely change with the end of the stony halls and into what looked like his old dorm room from when he was in college. It was relatively cramped. Only about 5 by 9 feet of clear, carpeted floor. To the left was a desk and an old box TV setup. And to the right was a typical bunk bed with disheveled blankets and pillows. Back when he had lived at the dorm, he had split the room with a friend of his but they were almost never home. This had allowed Ricochet to spend an awful lot of private time in there with…
“Hi, Baby.” Kelsey Colden walked up behind him and stroked his back before walking around to stand in front of him. Even years later and after all of her criminal activity, she was still as beautiful as he remembered. Her Auburn hair was in the same pixie cut that she used to have. Her body was still as smooth and desirable as ever, and as she stood before him… she was as naked as he was.
His penis instantly twitched a little.
“Kelsey… whatever Jessica has put you up to this time… it won’t change anything. I need to find The Leopard.” He told her, hoping to talk some kind of sense into her. “I know that Jessica has got this whole making-me-relive-the-past thing going on, but it won’t change anything between you and me. You have to know and understand this. You’re not dumb. Please just do the right thing and help me.”
“But I AM going to help you, baby.” She told him, reaching up to caress his cheek. “I’m gonna help you forget all about that silly costumed *****. You know how you used to feel about me.”
“Used to. That’s the important part.” Ricochet told her. “Where is she?”
“Okay.” Kelsey frowned for a moment. “But I’m gonna have to call your bluff.” She reached her hands out and began to softly tickle the fronts of his thighs on either side of his groin with bicycling fingertips. He quickly backed away. “I think that you miss some of the fun times that we had. Like the night that I first found out about your secret.” She approached him slowly as he gazed over her body. Her erect nipples and blushing cheeks let him know how aroused she already was. “The first night that I tickled you, right here in your dorm room. I remember being surprised. I’ll admit that at first, I thought it was a joke. But when I saw how fast you got hard when I tickled your tummy, I realized that you were telling the truth. Kinda like how hard you are getting right now.” She gave him a naughty smile as he looked down to see that she was right. He was getting excited just being reminded of those old times. “Of course, you didn’t have much of a tummy back then. You were pretty skinny.”
As she continued towards him, he continued to back up. Suddenly, she struck! She rushed him and in that one moment of pure shock and surprise, she threw a cuff around his wrist and backed him down to the carpeted floor, securing his wrists to the leg of a large, wooden dresser and sat on the carpet right next to him.
“Kelsey, uncuff me now.”
“No.” She said simply as she brought her fingertips to his sides, stroking along them.
“Kelsey… whahahat are you doing?”
“I’m just tickling.” She smiled down at him. “Like I used to. Remember when I used to tie you up and look up tickle stories online, experimenting with different spots on you and playing with you while you giggled and got hard? God, that used to turn me on.” Her fingers moved back down to his thighs, mere inches from his stiffness, strolling around the areas there. “Little tricky for you to try and tell me that you don’t miss this when you’re saluting me. Hahaha.” Kelsey had spent enough nights in the past tickling him that she knew how to work him into a frenzy. She climbed up on him and straddled him like Big Sis had earlier, except that while the blonde had straddled his waist, Kelsey took the other position, sitting on his belly and facing the lower side of his body. His erection pressed against her belly and she began to softly tickle up and down the underside. He squirmed underneath her and she chuckled.
“Yes… that’s a nice tickle, isn’t it?” Kelsey whispered. “Just say the word, Jack. Say the word and I will be so very nice to it. I’ll coddle it… kiss it… I’ll love it with my fingers… my mouth…”
“No!”
“Very well, then.” She sighed and he felt her fingertips at his testicles.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha…”
“I can’t tell you how funny it was to me when I first found out how ticklish a guy’s balls could be. I know that certain spots on my labia are ticklish too, as long as it’s a really gentle touch. I can only assume that the sensation is similar for guys when it’s their balls.”
It was ticklish indeed. When she tickled the balls directly, it was bad enough, but as with a ticklish set of ribs, it was when her fingers got to the seam and around them, touching the areas surrounding the testicles as opposed to direct contact with them, that it tickled the most. Kelsey, like many experienced ticklers, knew this all too well. In many ways the scrotum itself was much more ticklish than the testes themselves. She traces up and down the seam and around where the scrotum met his penis and thighs. And Ricochet just giggled for her exactly the way that she wanted him to.
“Oh yes, indeed. Coochie coochie coo. In fact, I remember one night in particular. The night that we found your Happy Spot.”
“Kelsey noooo…”
“It was our third or fourth night of exploration if I remember correctly.” As she continued her audible reminiscing, Ricochet tried to struggle underneath her. He knew what she was getting at and he knew what kind of damage she was about to do. He wasn’t just angry or vengeful anymore.
He was terrified.
“I had your wrists tied but I had left your ankles free. Not unlike how you are tied now except that I had you laid out on your futon as opposed to the floor.” Her fingers traced around the base of his penis, tickling him only slightly but keeping him erect. “The previous night had been my very first experience with ticklingforum.com but the discussion pages were so incredibly helpful. I asked around a bit, trying to get different guys on there to tell me about their most ticklish spots…”
Ricochet could feel her fingers on his penis and around the sides of his balls, but he wasn’t giggling anymore. Panic had taken him over and he was now trying to channel all of his focus and energy into getting away from her.
“I was almost certain that when I had you tied up the night after and had told you about that, you would have been so upset with me for talking to guys about it. But you understood that I had done it for you, to try and learn how to tickle you better. I told you about nine different guys who had given me the same answer to one specific question…”
“Kelsey… Don’t do it!” He was nearly shouting.
Ellie watched with tears in her eyes as she shouted at the screen for Kelsey to stop. She knew just as well as Ricochet what was coming as he had told her this story once before as well. And she knew that if Kelsey tickled him there, he would fold completely. He would instantly lose all of his energy and be too weak to fight her off. It would just… tickle too much.
“The question was… where is a spot that you are super ticklish but never knew about till the first time it was touched? The answer was unanimous. So I told you that I was going to try and tickle that spot on you. When I told you what it was… you just laughed at me. You were so certain that it was a waste of my time. That you could never be ticklish in such a spot. Of course you and I soon found out differently, didn’t we, Jack?” Kelsey turned around for just a moment to savor the look of anxiety on his face. His eyes were wide and bugged out. His mouth gaping open in a horrified gasp. She turned her focus back to his genitals and lifted his balls with her left hand. “All it took was a single fingertip wiggling a couple of centimeters up and down and you lost it. First your eyes shot open, then the smile formed… then you were were done for…” She brought a single fingertip to his Happy Spot… otherwise known as his perineum… and wiggled it teasingly.
“KEELLLSSSAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Ricochet collapsed back onto the floor, kicking and pushing with his feet. It was over now. Any chance that he might have had of fighting his way out of the situation was now gone with the flick of a finger. And even worse, he knew that Ellie could see all of it, and was powerless to help him.
“Oh, there’s a tickle spot! There it is! I gotz it!” She cheered. Every fifteen or twenty seconds, the wiggling finger would venture down to tickle his anus as well. Though not as ticklish as his perineum, it was a fairly reliable jump starter when Kelsey touched it just the right way. And of course, she did. “Well well well, the poor guy just doesn’t know what hims gonna do, huh? Seems he can’t call for help… seems he can’t bargain… seems he can’t get away… all that he can do is-
Kelsey suddenly heard a loud snap followed by an even louder crashing sound. While she had been tickling and taunting Ricochet, he had become so energized with panic, that he had pulled on the cuffs hard enough to snap the wooden leg on the dresser and since the back leg was already cracked from before he had even entered the room, the dresser had caved in and fallen over. The shock of the loud sounds distracted her enough for Ricochet to shoot up and shove her off of him. She stumbled forward and hit the side of the bunk bed as he got up and took hold of the cuffs that were still around his wrists, holding them in a forceful manner.
“This is it, Kelsey. No more games. You are going to tell me where The Leopard is… or I am going to strangle the wicked life right out of you.”
It was Kelsey’s turn to look scared now. She knew that from the position that she was in, she stood as no real threat to him. She knew that there was very little that she could do. She took a deep breath.
“Okay, Jack… Okay… She is-”
“Gah! Hahahahahaha hehehehehehe noo!” Ricochet once again stumbled to the floor. Kelsey looked up to see Jessica goosing his hips like Big Sis had in the previous rooms.
“See? We are learning so much about you tonight, Jack.” Jester laughed evilly as she tickled him to the floor. She looked over to Kelsey. “Sorry it took me a minute to come and help, but I don’t mind giving you a hand, or two to him. Hahaha!”
“You had me worried there, Jessica.” Kelsey complained as she got to her feet and made her way over.
“Get your head straight, Kelsey. HE is the one who is supposed to be worried. And like I said, I certainly don’t mind helping you out.” Jessica stopped tickling just long enough to deliver a powerful and deliberate blow to Ricochet’s Solar Plexus. This wasn’t enough to cause any lasting pain. But it did knock the wind out of him. This weakened him long enough for Jessica to get off of him and move so that she was behind him. She sat down and just as he was beginning to gain his senses back, Jessica took his wrists and yanked him up so that he was laying against her and his bound wrists were behind her back. It was as if she was a chair that he was bound to.
“Not such a good idea, Jester.” Ricochet told her. “In this position, I bet you a full metal jacket that I could seriously injure your back or worse. Uncuff me and take me to The Leopard.”
“Such a tough guy.” Jessica intoned. “But not a very long term thinker, huh? Anything happens to me, You can kiss your lovely Kitty Cat goodbye. There is a bomb strapped to her that is attached to my heart rate.”
“You lie!”
“On a pretty regular basis!” Jessica laughed. “But can you afford to take the chance? I don’t think so. So, lets all just take it down a couple of notches… and get back to the task at hand. Kelsey, it’s time to test your theory.”
“What theory?” Ricochet asked as Jessica began to lightly tickle his chest, causing his genital area to perk up a little more against his will.
“My five minute theory.” Kelsey explained as she took her place in front of him. “You see, it always happened so fast in my mind. How you left me. I know that we had fought for a few months leading up to it but for me… it only felt like five minutes. So… I bet Jessica that I could make you cum in five minutes.”
“What?!”
“Look, if it makes you feel any better… I told her that she wouldn’t break you in five minutes.” Jessica told him in a comforting manner before changing her tone. “I don’t think you’ll last three. Hahaha! I mean, after all of the excitement that the evening has offered you… I bet that you’re just aching all over. I can even feel you trembling just a little bit against my chest. You make it five minutes without cumming… and I will allow you to proceed to the final room, where you will be reunited with your Kitty Cat once again.”
“Five minutes is nothing.” Ricochet insisted.
“I dunno. I have already seen tonight how you handle time limits back with Big Sis.” Jessica teased. “And just me tickling your nipples for the last few seconds has you hard as a rock. You’re just so over-stimulated tonight. Not to spite Kelsey here, but just pure biology… You can only go for so much longer. Guys are just naturally… easy…”
“Enough talk, Jessica.” Kelsey moved in a slinky manner, parting Ricochet’s legs with her hands in a dainty but effective manner. “Tickle boy here and I are about to have our first fun date in a long time.” She scooted as close as she could to him. “All of this talk of tickling and teasing has made me so… damn… slippery.” She moaned against Ricochet’s neck, making him shiver, and climbed up onto his lap.
Then she slid him inside of her.
Both Kelsey and Ricochet gasped with pleasure at the same time, with Jessica mock gasping with them as she rubbed his shoulders.
Ricochet couldn’t recall a time that he had been more torn. He loved Ellie with all of his heart, but his carnal urges were steadily sleazing their way into his psyche. He couldn’t deny that he wanted release. He couldn’t deny that he was still somewhat physically attracted to Kelsey. And he couldn’t deny that the events of the evening had worked him up to such an extreme that he himself truly doubted that he could last for five minutes. Five minutes? May as well be five hours inside of Kelsey’s silken womanhood.
“God you feel just as amazing as you ever did.” Kelsey told him with sparkling eyes. “I’ve missed you being inside of me so much.” She started to rock a little, maneuvering him around and stimulating the nerves in his penis. He was trembling a little more now, and both women surely noticed.
“Oh, it is nice in there isn’t it, Jack?” Jessica teased him.
“I think he missed venturing into my cave of pleasure.” Kelsey added. “But I can’t help but feel like he is gonna try to fight the inevitable. He needs a distraction.”
“Then lets distract him.” Jessica suggested. Both women smiled and began to tickle him. Jessica’s gloved fingers played at his neck while Kelsey teased his bottom ribs.
“Hahahaha hehehehe…”
“That’s it, baby. Just giggle and let go.” Kelsey urged in a supportive tone. “There’s still three and a half minutes left. You know that you won’t be able to last. Just laugh and cum in our arms.”
“You’ve been wanting this all night.” Jessica told him. “Admit it: Leopard can do a lot of things, but she can’t be two women.”
Ricochet was tensing. His skin was flushed. His muscles weak. His manhood throbbing. He looked into Kelsey’s eyes.
“I’ll tickle you till you cum.” She told him sweetly. “Five minutes? It’s a million years to Christmas, baby. You know that you want this.” Her fingers tickled his ribs and sides slowly and deftly. “Cum and this will all end.”
“I can’t!” He wriggled around like a marlin in his efforts to resist.
“I’ll tickle you till you cum.” Kelsey threatened him again.
“Only a minute and a half left.” Jessica announced.
“That’s okay.” Kelsey said. “Hey, Jack… you’re ticklish.”
“Kelsey… don’t.”
“But you’re ticklish.” She accused again. “And I’m going to tickle tickle you until you cum.”
“No…”
“Come on, Jack… you know that if you’re brave enough to come into my cave… you’ll get tickled… right?”
“Hehehehehehehehehehe… noooo…”
“Tickle tickle…” Jessica joined in and the two women began to whisper tickle teases to him in unison.
“Tickle tickle tickle… tickle tickle tickle…”
“You’ll never last…”
“Feel it… feel it…”
“Cum for us, ticklish boy…”
“NO!” Ricochet screamed. He had somehow been able to turn his arousal into blind rage, bucking his whole body furiously against Kelsey and even pushing her off of him.
“Dammit! That’s time!” Jessica complained.
“No! No, it can’t be!” Kelsey looked like her heart had just completely broken. “Give me two more minutes, Jessica!”
“I can’t. A deal is a deal.” Jessica reached behind her and uncuffed Ricochet before she got up and darted out of the room. Ricochet was struggling to get to his feet as he watched Kelsey weep on the floor.
“Kelsey… Where is The Leopard?” Ricochet asked his ex.
“No… you can’t have her.”
“Kelsey! Now!”
“OKAY!” She screamed at him and collected herself. “You go out the way you came. Two lefts and three rights and you will find the door to her.
“Thank you.” He told her sincerely as he exited the room. Leaving her to grieve her failure…
This must have taken a while to set up, Ricochet thought. He had pondered on and off, over the course of the evening, what lengths Jessica had needed to go to in order to ensure that everything was perfect. He came to the conclusion that at least some of it had to have been orchestrated from inside of Atlas Penitentiary. She wouldn’t have been able to accomplish everything that she had in just the short time that she had been free.
He found himself staring down what appeared to be the beginning of an intricate maze. It reminded him of a training course that he had been made to run through back when he was in the military. Down to his left was a metal folding table. And on that table was a short barreled SIG-Sauer MCX VIRTUS SBR assault rifle that had been fitted with a laser sight and a suppressor. Next to the rifle was Beretta M9A3 which also was fitted with a suppressor and laser sight. This didn’t make any sense. Why in the world would Jessica provide him with lethal weapons? He approached the table and picked up the Beretta, ejecting the mag to see that it was loaded with strange looking ammunition.
“They’re all blanks.” Jessica’s voice rang out. “I would never give you a real loaded gun. But I am interested in how you went from your first real relationship to joining the military. I mean really, how does a guy go from a loving relationship to being shot at all the time?”
“The decisions that I have made in my past are mine and mine alone.” Ricochet claimed. “I could care less whether or not you understand them.”
“Fair enough. But all the same, I want you to arm yourself… and begin the maze.” Jessica ordered. Knowing that he had little choice, Ricochet grabbed the rifle, wrapping the strap around his shoulder and positioning it how had been trained to. As nude as he was, he had no immediate place to store the Beretta, but he held it in the same hand that he gripped the fore grip of the rifle with. An alarm sounded. Similar to one that somebody might hear at the beginning of an obstacle course. He knew what this meant. He aimed the rifle and entered the maze.
The first right took him to a masked villain who aimed a submachine gun at him. Ricochet fired first. And though the blank rounds obviously couldn't harm anyone, this was clearly an actor or stunt performer of some kind. The faux assailant dropped to the ground after being “shot”, and Ricochet continued on. A couple more turns as he moved further into the maze brought more assailants, all of whom were ably dropped by the trained gunman. At one point, there was one who fired at him from a catwalk above the floor. He fired a few shots, and the opponent tumbled down. Of course, Ricochet knew that this was all being staged, no more real than your average shooter video game or staged movie action scene, but it was doing what he knew it needed to, reminding him of his time in the military and his training with weapons and tactics. He had taken down about a dozen men before he ran out of ammo in the rifle. He abandoned it for the pistol and took out a few more before reaching what he figured must be the end of the maze.
He came to this conclusion when he saw the environment completely change with the end of the stony halls and into what looked like his old dorm room from when he was in college. It was relatively cramped. Only about 5 by 9 feet of clear, carpeted floor. To the left was a desk and an old box TV setup. And to the right was a typical bunk bed with disheveled blankets and pillows. Back when he had lived at the dorm, he had split the room with a friend of his but they were almost never home. This had allowed Ricochet to spend an awful lot of private time in there with…
“Hi, Baby.” Kelsey Colden walked up behind him and stroked his back before walking around to stand in front of him. Even years later and after all of her criminal activity, she was still as beautiful as he remembered. Her Auburn hair was in the same pixie cut that she used to have. Her body was still as smooth and desirable as ever, and as she stood before him… she was as naked as he was.
His penis instantly twitched a little.
“Kelsey… whatever Jessica has put you up to this time… it won’t change anything. I need to find The Leopard.” He told her, hoping to talk some kind of sense into her. “I know that Jessica has got this whole making-me-relive-the-past thing going on, but it won’t change anything between you and me. You have to know and understand this. You’re not dumb. Please just do the right thing and help me.”
“But I AM going to help you, baby.” She told him, reaching up to caress his cheek. “I’m gonna help you forget all about that silly costumed *****. You know how you used to feel about me.”
“Used to. That’s the important part.” Ricochet told her. “Where is she?”
“Okay.” Kelsey frowned for a moment. “But I’m gonna have to call your bluff.” She reached her hands out and began to softly tickle the fronts of his thighs on either side of his groin with bicycling fingertips. He quickly backed away. “I think that you miss some of the fun times that we had. Like the night that I first found out about your secret.” She approached him slowly as he gazed over her body. Her erect nipples and blushing cheeks let him know how aroused she already was. “The first night that I tickled you, right here in your dorm room. I remember being surprised. I’ll admit that at first, I thought it was a joke. But when I saw how fast you got hard when I tickled your tummy, I realized that you were telling the truth. Kinda like how hard you are getting right now.” She gave him a naughty smile as he looked down to see that she was right. He was getting excited just being reminded of those old times. “Of course, you didn’t have much of a tummy back then. You were pretty skinny.”
As she continued towards him, he continued to back up. Suddenly, she struck! She rushed him and in that one moment of pure shock and surprise, she threw a cuff around his wrist and backed him down to the carpeted floor, securing his wrists to the leg of a large, wooden dresser and sat on the carpet right next to him.
“Kelsey, uncuff me now.”
“No.” She said simply as she brought her fingertips to his sides, stroking along them.
“Kelsey… whahahat are you doing?”
“I’m just tickling.” She smiled down at him. “Like I used to. Remember when I used to tie you up and look up tickle stories online, experimenting with different spots on you and playing with you while you giggled and got hard? God, that used to turn me on.” Her fingers moved back down to his thighs, mere inches from his stiffness, strolling around the areas there. “Little tricky for you to try and tell me that you don’t miss this when you’re saluting me. Hahaha.” Kelsey had spent enough nights in the past tickling him that she knew how to work him into a frenzy. She climbed up on him and straddled him like Big Sis had earlier, except that while the blonde had straddled his waist, Kelsey took the other position, sitting on his belly and facing the lower side of his body. His erection pressed against her belly and she began to softly tickle up and down the underside. He squirmed underneath her and she chuckled.
“Yes… that’s a nice tickle, isn’t it?” Kelsey whispered. “Just say the word, Jack. Say the word and I will be so very nice to it. I’ll coddle it… kiss it… I’ll love it with my fingers… my mouth…”
“No!”
“Very well, then.” She sighed and he felt her fingertips at his testicles.
“Hahahahahahahahahahahaha…”
“I can’t tell you how funny it was to me when I first found out how ticklish a guy’s balls could be. I know that certain spots on my labia are ticklish too, as long as it’s a really gentle touch. I can only assume that the sensation is similar for guys when it’s their balls.”
It was ticklish indeed. When she tickled the balls directly, it was bad enough, but as with a ticklish set of ribs, it was when her fingers got to the seam and around them, touching the areas surrounding the testicles as opposed to direct contact with them, that it tickled the most. Kelsey, like many experienced ticklers, knew this all too well. In many ways the scrotum itself was much more ticklish than the testes themselves. She traces up and down the seam and around where the scrotum met his penis and thighs. And Ricochet just giggled for her exactly the way that she wanted him to.
“Oh yes, indeed. Coochie coochie coo. In fact, I remember one night in particular. The night that we found your Happy Spot.”
“Kelsey noooo…”
“It was our third or fourth night of exploration if I remember correctly.” As she continued her audible reminiscing, Ricochet tried to struggle underneath her. He knew what she was getting at and he knew what kind of damage she was about to do. He wasn’t just angry or vengeful anymore.
He was terrified.
“I had your wrists tied but I had left your ankles free. Not unlike how you are tied now except that I had you laid out on your futon as opposed to the floor.” Her fingers traced around the base of his penis, tickling him only slightly but keeping him erect. “The previous night had been my very first experience with ticklingforum.com but the discussion pages were so incredibly helpful. I asked around a bit, trying to get different guys on there to tell me about their most ticklish spots…”
Ricochet could feel her fingers on his penis and around the sides of his balls, but he wasn’t giggling anymore. Panic had taken him over and he was now trying to channel all of his focus and energy into getting away from her.
“I was almost certain that when I had you tied up the night after and had told you about that, you would have been so upset with me for talking to guys about it. But you understood that I had done it for you, to try and learn how to tickle you better. I told you about nine different guys who had given me the same answer to one specific question…”
“Kelsey… Don’t do it!” He was nearly shouting.
Ellie watched with tears in her eyes as she shouted at the screen for Kelsey to stop. She knew just as well as Ricochet what was coming as he had told her this story once before as well. And she knew that if Kelsey tickled him there, he would fold completely. He would instantly lose all of his energy and be too weak to fight her off. It would just… tickle too much.
“The question was… where is a spot that you are super ticklish but never knew about till the first time it was touched? The answer was unanimous. So I told you that I was going to try and tickle that spot on you. When I told you what it was… you just laughed at me. You were so certain that it was a waste of my time. That you could never be ticklish in such a spot. Of course you and I soon found out differently, didn’t we, Jack?” Kelsey turned around for just a moment to savor the look of anxiety on his face. His eyes were wide and bugged out. His mouth gaping open in a horrified gasp. She turned her focus back to his genitals and lifted his balls with her left hand. “All it took was a single fingertip wiggling a couple of centimeters up and down and you lost it. First your eyes shot open, then the smile formed… then you were were done for…” She brought a single fingertip to his Happy Spot… otherwise known as his perineum… and wiggled it teasingly.
“KEELLLSSSAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Ricochet collapsed back onto the floor, kicking and pushing with his feet. It was over now. Any chance that he might have had of fighting his way out of the situation was now gone with the flick of a finger. And even worse, he knew that Ellie could see all of it, and was powerless to help him.
“Oh, there’s a tickle spot! There it is! I gotz it!” She cheered. Every fifteen or twenty seconds, the wiggling finger would venture down to tickle his anus as well. Though not as ticklish as his perineum, it was a fairly reliable jump starter when Kelsey touched it just the right way. And of course, she did. “Well well well, the poor guy just doesn’t know what hims gonna do, huh? Seems he can’t call for help… seems he can’t bargain… seems he can’t get away… all that he can do is-
Kelsey suddenly heard a loud snap followed by an even louder crashing sound. While she had been tickling and taunting Ricochet, he had become so energized with panic, that he had pulled on the cuffs hard enough to snap the wooden leg on the dresser and since the back leg was already cracked from before he had even entered the room, the dresser had caved in and fallen over. The shock of the loud sounds distracted her enough for Ricochet to shoot up and shove her off of him. She stumbled forward and hit the side of the bunk bed as he got up and took hold of the cuffs that were still around his wrists, holding them in a forceful manner.
“This is it, Kelsey. No more games. You are going to tell me where The Leopard is… or I am going to strangle the wicked life right out of you.”
It was Kelsey’s turn to look scared now. She knew that from the position that she was in, she stood as no real threat to him. She knew that there was very little that she could do. She took a deep breath.
“Okay, Jack… Okay… She is-”
“Gah! Hahahahahaha hehehehehehe noo!” Ricochet once again stumbled to the floor. Kelsey looked up to see Jessica goosing his hips like Big Sis had in the previous rooms.
“See? We are learning so much about you tonight, Jack.” Jester laughed evilly as she tickled him to the floor. She looked over to Kelsey. “Sorry it took me a minute to come and help, but I don’t mind giving you a hand, or two to him. Hahaha!”
“You had me worried there, Jessica.” Kelsey complained as she got to her feet and made her way over.
“Get your head straight, Kelsey. HE is the one who is supposed to be worried. And like I said, I certainly don’t mind helping you out.” Jessica stopped tickling just long enough to deliver a powerful and deliberate blow to Ricochet’s Solar Plexus. This wasn’t enough to cause any lasting pain. But it did knock the wind out of him. This weakened him long enough for Jessica to get off of him and move so that she was behind him. She sat down and just as he was beginning to gain his senses back, Jessica took his wrists and yanked him up so that he was laying against her and his bound wrists were behind her back. It was as if she was a chair that he was bound to.
“Not such a good idea, Jester.” Ricochet told her. “In this position, I bet you a full metal jacket that I could seriously injure your back or worse. Uncuff me and take me to The Leopard.”
“Such a tough guy.” Jessica intoned. “But not a very long term thinker, huh? Anything happens to me, You can kiss your lovely Kitty Cat goodbye. There is a bomb strapped to her that is attached to my heart rate.”
“You lie!”
“On a pretty regular basis!” Jessica laughed. “But can you afford to take the chance? I don’t think so. So, lets all just take it down a couple of notches… and get back to the task at hand. Kelsey, it’s time to test your theory.”
“What theory?” Ricochet asked as Jessica began to lightly tickle his chest, causing his genital area to perk up a little more against his will.
“My five minute theory.” Kelsey explained as she took her place in front of him. “You see, it always happened so fast in my mind. How you left me. I know that we had fought for a few months leading up to it but for me… it only felt like five minutes. So… I bet Jessica that I could make you cum in five minutes.”
“What?!”
“Look, if it makes you feel any better… I told her that she wouldn’t break you in five minutes.” Jessica told him in a comforting manner before changing her tone. “I don’t think you’ll last three. Hahaha! I mean, after all of the excitement that the evening has offered you… I bet that you’re just aching all over. I can even feel you trembling just a little bit against my chest. You make it five minutes without cumming… and I will allow you to proceed to the final room, where you will be reunited with your Kitty Cat once again.”
“Five minutes is nothing.” Ricochet insisted.
“I dunno. I have already seen tonight how you handle time limits back with Big Sis.” Jessica teased. “And just me tickling your nipples for the last few seconds has you hard as a rock. You’re just so over-stimulated tonight. Not to spite Kelsey here, but just pure biology… You can only go for so much longer. Guys are just naturally… easy…”
“Enough talk, Jessica.” Kelsey moved in a slinky manner, parting Ricochet’s legs with her hands in a dainty but effective manner. “Tickle boy here and I are about to have our first fun date in a long time.” She scooted as close as she could to him. “All of this talk of tickling and teasing has made me so… damn… slippery.” She moaned against Ricochet’s neck, making him shiver, and climbed up onto his lap.
Then she slid him inside of her.
Both Kelsey and Ricochet gasped with pleasure at the same time, with Jessica mock gasping with them as she rubbed his shoulders.
Ricochet couldn’t recall a time that he had been more torn. He loved Ellie with all of his heart, but his carnal urges were steadily sleazing their way into his psyche. He couldn’t deny that he wanted release. He couldn’t deny that he was still somewhat physically attracted to Kelsey. And he couldn’t deny that the events of the evening had worked him up to such an extreme that he himself truly doubted that he could last for five minutes. Five minutes? May as well be five hours inside of Kelsey’s silken womanhood.
“God you feel just as amazing as you ever did.” Kelsey told him with sparkling eyes. “I’ve missed you being inside of me so much.” She started to rock a little, maneuvering him around and stimulating the nerves in his penis. He was trembling a little more now, and both women surely noticed.
“Oh, it is nice in there isn’t it, Jack?” Jessica teased him.
“I think he missed venturing into my cave of pleasure.” Kelsey added. “But I can’t help but feel like he is gonna try to fight the inevitable. He needs a distraction.”
“Then lets distract him.” Jessica suggested. Both women smiled and began to tickle him. Jessica’s gloved fingers played at his neck while Kelsey teased his bottom ribs.
“Hahahaha hehehehe…”
“That’s it, baby. Just giggle and let go.” Kelsey urged in a supportive tone. “There’s still three and a half minutes left. You know that you won’t be able to last. Just laugh and cum in our arms.”
“You’ve been wanting this all night.” Jessica told him. “Admit it: Leopard can do a lot of things, but she can’t be two women.”
Ricochet was tensing. His skin was flushed. His muscles weak. His manhood throbbing. He looked into Kelsey’s eyes.
“I’ll tickle you till you cum.” She told him sweetly. “Five minutes? It’s a million years to Christmas, baby. You know that you want this.” Her fingers tickled his ribs and sides slowly and deftly. “Cum and this will all end.”
“I can’t!” He wriggled around like a marlin in his efforts to resist.
“I’ll tickle you till you cum.” Kelsey threatened him again.
“Only a minute and a half left.” Jessica announced.
“That’s okay.” Kelsey said. “Hey, Jack… you’re ticklish.”
“Kelsey… don’t.”
“But you’re ticklish.” She accused again. “And I’m going to tickle tickle you until you cum.”
“No…”
“Come on, Jack… you know that if you’re brave enough to come into my cave… you’ll get tickled… right?”
“Hehehehehehehehehehe… noooo…”
“Tickle tickle…” Jessica joined in and the two women began to whisper tickle teases to him in unison.
“Tickle tickle tickle… tickle tickle tickle…”
“You’ll never last…”
“Feel it… feel it…”
“Cum for us, ticklish boy…”
“NO!” Ricochet screamed. He had somehow been able to turn his arousal into blind rage, bucking his whole body furiously against Kelsey and even pushing her off of him.
“Dammit! That’s time!” Jessica complained.
“No! No, it can’t be!” Kelsey looked like her heart had just completely broken. “Give me two more minutes, Jessica!”
“I can’t. A deal is a deal.” Jessica reached behind her and uncuffed Ricochet before she got up and darted out of the room. Ricochet was struggling to get to his feet as he watched Kelsey weep on the floor.
“Kelsey… Where is The Leopard?” Ricochet asked his ex.
“No… you can’t have her.”
“Kelsey! Now!”
“OKAY!” She screamed at him and collected herself. “You go out the way you came. Two lefts and three rights and you will find the door to her.
“Thank you.” He told her sincerely as he exited the room. Leaving her to grieve her failure…
This is a fine series. 
