A bit of context for this one, there’s a group I found online regarding CNC meet-ups but it’s very hush hush. I had been talking to two girls who are friends on there. Both petite little things into hardcore things. Now prior to this I’d only met one of them. We’d become intimate a few times and I had introduced her to tickle torture. She’d developed a love-hate relationship with it bust mostly hate. Only that turned her on only more, because she found being tickled to be actually unbearable as compared to other things like spanking. Being as much into CNC as she is the amount of genuine suffering induced for her by tickling was more than enough to get her rocks off. I, in turn, had become more and more ruthless with her.
This last time, she brought her friend along to play, only she didn’t know about the tickle torture. After doing some stuff with each other, all three of us were sitting in S’s bedroom. I’d call the girls S and B. At some point S teased me about something and I asked her why she was teasing and she said “cuz I like bullying cute guys” I said “oh yeah?” and suddenly pounced on her. As mentioned she’s really petite so I could basically pin her any way I wanted. I had grabbed her from behind so I trapped both her arms in one of mine in an arm lock, bringing them above her head. I then laid back, bringing her back up against my torso. Now she was laying in top of me with both her arms pinned, and just for good measure I crossed my legs on top of hers from underneath. At this point S could already tell what was coming and started giggling before I even did anything. But B was just confused. She didn’t know where I was going with this.
I think even S was taken a bit aback because she hadn’t been expecting any tickling. And I could tell she was a bit embarrassed this was gonna happen in front of her friend. That just made me wanna tickle her more.
“You like bullying cute guys huh? You know how I bully cute girls” I teased. She started squirming on top of me and apologizing. Unfortunately for her, she failed to elicit any mercy from me and I took my index finger and started drilling into her ribs. Immediately she was laughing and pleading. I could feel each of her squirm on top of me. I went totally ballistic and started tickling her everywhere hard. Digging into her ribs, squeezing her sides, digging into her armpits. She just kept laughing and screaming, begging in between her laughs whenever she got a chance to breathe.
After about 30 seconds of making her suffer, I heard B say “Oh my god poor girl”. I had almost forgotten she was there. When I looked over, she seemed to be watching almost in a trance, watching her friend get absolutely wrecked. “I actually feel bad” she said when saw me looking at her. I stopped tickling for a bit. I don’t know if S even heard any of that, she was just happy to get some respite. She was breathing hard, like she’d just run a marathon. “Oh she actually loves it” i teased. “She becomes so happy just even at the thought of it, look” As I said this, I made the arm and leg lock even tighter, making her stretch out more. I started wiggling my fingers in the air above her. S was instantly giggling again and begging for mercy. My fingers kept getting closer, making her laugh and squirm even more. “Here it comes” I teased and my finger just barely made contact, scratching her sides softly. She was laughing so much just at that, probably also because of the anticipation of the harder tickling. I finally decided enough going easy on her and my fingers dug in. Her laughter hit a new desperate pitch and I whispered in her ear “I am going to give you the worst tickling of your life tonight”. Hearing this, she went ballistic and started screaming laughing. “You’re gonna kill her” B said. I could tell by her face though that she was also finding her ordeal amusing, and her interjections seemed almost like provocations to lead me on to keep going. “Ok I’ll stop if you take care of me” I told S. She understood what that meant and went downtown on me once I let her go. She gave it her best and I was pretty satisfied. Unfortunately too satisfied. I did not want the fun to end just yet as my libido reached a new high and I pulled her back in the body lock again. “ Noooo you promised you promised” she started pleading in between forced laughter from the anticipation of being tickled to bits again. I wasted no time teasing this time and just went to work on her ticklish body. Grabbing her hips, squeezing her sides, kneading her ribs, digging into her pits. I kept going up and down like this on both sides. She was going insane at this point, unable to even beg because she was laughing so hard. “You did say you’d stop” B said. “Yeah and I changed my mind. Who do you think is in charge here? Certainly not her” I don’t think S heard any of that cuz I didn’t stop tickling the whole time. “Little girls aren’t the ones who decide whether they’re tickled or not” I teased more. Now I think S heard that cuz something amusing happened. In the past, to stop the tickling I’d make her say embarrassing and degrading stuff. Being into CNC, she was all into it. Hearing my last tease, she started screaming “I’m a helpless little girl” in between her laughter. Maybe she didn’t hear me properly and thought I had told her to say this to get me to stop, or maybe remembering her past tortures she thought this was the way to make me stop when I wasn’t even forcing her to say anything. Whatever the reason, at this point B and I just looked at each other and started smiling over whatever she was screaming. I just kept tickling without mercy.
Now here’s where the story gets even more juicy. “I dont think she can take it anymore” B said and walked towards the foot of the bed. Suddenly I felt fingernails spidering on my foot. At first I thought it was an accident when it happened for a second but then I felt it again. B was actually trying to tickle me!? I looked down and saw her smiling at me. I don’t know what she was thinking, maybe she just wanted to help out her friend. But whatever the reason, her smile soon faded into a concerned look. This was because at this point she noticed I wasn’t laughing, or even taking my foot away. She started scratching harder but no cigar. Unfortunately for her. I don’t have a single ticklish bone in my body, so her plan to give me a dose of my own medicine failed utterly. And now she was in big trouble. And she knew it. I let S go. She was so worn out from the torture that she just slunk sideways, breathing hard. I then turned to B and asked “What was that”. Nothing, she smiled and started backing away from me when she saw me getting up. I pounced up from the bed, making her yelp and try to run out of the room. I grabbed her before she could and started pulling her back towards the bed. Before I even pinned her down completely, she was already laughing and begging and pleading. “Bet now you really wish you could go back and not do what you did huh” I teased and pinned her arms above her head. Now for her I decided to do something different. I brought my face down and dug my chin into her ribs. I had a bit of stubble as well which made her feel more ticklish. She started laughing, begging me to let her go. “But I’m not even doing anything yet” I teased. “Here if this tickles so much try this maybe it’ll be better” I said teasingly and actually started wiggling my chin, digging up and down her ribs. She started screaming like a banshee, pleading me to stop. I kept going on both of her ribs for about a minute. Since this was her first time actually getting a dose of the tickle torture and we hadn’t done that before, I decided to go easy on her and let her go. As I was getting up, S actually pounced on B and started tickling her. She screamed and tickled back. I could only be a spectator for so long before I jumped on the bed and wrapped one arm around each of them, my fingers digging into their ribs/sides. This broke up their fight and made both of them collapse into helpless giggles and laughter. Seeing both of their helpless laughter and screaming was too much, and we soon moved onto other things. 🙂
This last time, she brought her friend along to play, only she didn’t know about the tickle torture. After doing some stuff with each other, all three of us were sitting in S’s bedroom. I’d call the girls S and B. At some point S teased me about something and I asked her why she was teasing and she said “cuz I like bullying cute guys” I said “oh yeah?” and suddenly pounced on her. As mentioned she’s really petite so I could basically pin her any way I wanted. I had grabbed her from behind so I trapped both her arms in one of mine in an arm lock, bringing them above her head. I then laid back, bringing her back up against my torso. Now she was laying in top of me with both her arms pinned, and just for good measure I crossed my legs on top of hers from underneath. At this point S could already tell what was coming and started giggling before I even did anything. But B was just confused. She didn’t know where I was going with this.
I think even S was taken a bit aback because she hadn’t been expecting any tickling. And I could tell she was a bit embarrassed this was gonna happen in front of her friend. That just made me wanna tickle her more.
“You like bullying cute guys huh? You know how I bully cute girls” I teased. She started squirming on top of me and apologizing. Unfortunately for her, she failed to elicit any mercy from me and I took my index finger and started drilling into her ribs. Immediately she was laughing and pleading. I could feel each of her squirm on top of me. I went totally ballistic and started tickling her everywhere hard. Digging into her ribs, squeezing her sides, digging into her armpits. She just kept laughing and screaming, begging in between her laughs whenever she got a chance to breathe.
After about 30 seconds of making her suffer, I heard B say “Oh my god poor girl”. I had almost forgotten she was there. When I looked over, she seemed to be watching almost in a trance, watching her friend get absolutely wrecked. “I actually feel bad” she said when saw me looking at her. I stopped tickling for a bit. I don’t know if S even heard any of that, she was just happy to get some respite. She was breathing hard, like she’d just run a marathon. “Oh she actually loves it” i teased. “She becomes so happy just even at the thought of it, look” As I said this, I made the arm and leg lock even tighter, making her stretch out more. I started wiggling my fingers in the air above her. S was instantly giggling again and begging for mercy. My fingers kept getting closer, making her laugh and squirm even more. “Here it comes” I teased and my finger just barely made contact, scratching her sides softly. She was laughing so much just at that, probably also because of the anticipation of the harder tickling. I finally decided enough going easy on her and my fingers dug in. Her laughter hit a new desperate pitch and I whispered in her ear “I am going to give you the worst tickling of your life tonight”. Hearing this, she went ballistic and started screaming laughing. “You’re gonna kill her” B said. I could tell by her face though that she was also finding her ordeal amusing, and her interjections seemed almost like provocations to lead me on to keep going. “Ok I’ll stop if you take care of me” I told S. She understood what that meant and went downtown on me once I let her go. She gave it her best and I was pretty satisfied. Unfortunately too satisfied. I did not want the fun to end just yet as my libido reached a new high and I pulled her back in the body lock again. “ Noooo you promised you promised” she started pleading in between forced laughter from the anticipation of being tickled to bits again. I wasted no time teasing this time and just went to work on her ticklish body. Grabbing her hips, squeezing her sides, kneading her ribs, digging into her pits. I kept going up and down like this on both sides. She was going insane at this point, unable to even beg because she was laughing so hard. “You did say you’d stop” B said. “Yeah and I changed my mind. Who do you think is in charge here? Certainly not her” I don’t think S heard any of that cuz I didn’t stop tickling the whole time. “Little girls aren’t the ones who decide whether they’re tickled or not” I teased more. Now I think S heard that cuz something amusing happened. In the past, to stop the tickling I’d make her say embarrassing and degrading stuff. Being into CNC, she was all into it. Hearing my last tease, she started screaming “I’m a helpless little girl” in between her laughter. Maybe she didn’t hear me properly and thought I had told her to say this to get me to stop, or maybe remembering her past tortures she thought this was the way to make me stop when I wasn’t even forcing her to say anything. Whatever the reason, at this point B and I just looked at each other and started smiling over whatever she was screaming. I just kept tickling without mercy.
Now here’s where the story gets even more juicy. “I dont think she can take it anymore” B said and walked towards the foot of the bed. Suddenly I felt fingernails spidering on my foot. At first I thought it was an accident when it happened for a second but then I felt it again. B was actually trying to tickle me!? I looked down and saw her smiling at me. I don’t know what she was thinking, maybe she just wanted to help out her friend. But whatever the reason, her smile soon faded into a concerned look. This was because at this point she noticed I wasn’t laughing, or even taking my foot away. She started scratching harder but no cigar. Unfortunately for her. I don’t have a single ticklish bone in my body, so her plan to give me a dose of my own medicine failed utterly. And now she was in big trouble. And she knew it. I let S go. She was so worn out from the torture that she just slunk sideways, breathing hard. I then turned to B and asked “What was that”. Nothing, she smiled and started backing away from me when she saw me getting up. I pounced up from the bed, making her yelp and try to run out of the room. I grabbed her before she could and started pulling her back towards the bed. Before I even pinned her down completely, she was already laughing and begging and pleading. “Bet now you really wish you could go back and not do what you did huh” I teased and pinned her arms above her head. Now for her I decided to do something different. I brought my face down and dug my chin into her ribs. I had a bit of stubble as well which made her feel more ticklish. She started laughing, begging me to let her go. “But I’m not even doing anything yet” I teased. “Here if this tickles so much try this maybe it’ll be better” I said teasingly and actually started wiggling my chin, digging up and down her ribs. She started screaming like a banshee, pleading me to stop. I kept going on both of her ribs for about a minute. Since this was her first time actually getting a dose of the tickle torture and we hadn’t done that before, I decided to go easy on her and let her go. As I was getting up, S actually pounced on B and started tickling her. She screamed and tickled back. I could only be a spectator for so long before I jumped on the bed and wrapped one arm around each of them, my fingers digging into their ribs/sides. This broke up their fight and made both of them collapse into helpless giggles and laughter. Seeing both of their helpless laughter and screaming was too much, and we soon moved onto other things. 🙂
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