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Commission - Poor Natalie -FF/F, non con
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*“Why don’t you take a picture, it will last longer.”
Natalie turned beat red looking up abruptly; she knew she had been caught red-handed.
Kate dropped the stern look she had on her face and broke into a smile. “I am just kidding, I think these little flats are super cute too, glad you like them!”
Relief rushed into Natalie, Kate just thought she was looking at her shoes, not her long lean legs and her cute pale feet sliding into and out of those flats as they sat under her desk.
“Of course, my pedicure is pretty cute too right?” Kate said winking.
Natalie went from red to crimson and said, “Yea, I guess.”
Just then, the bell rung, and Kate walked over and said, “Listen, I have seen you checking out my feet, and me all year, it’s kind of cute. Why don’t you come over to hang out tomorrow night? We can study for this science quiz. It’s going to be a bear!”
Natalie forced herself to take a deep breath and calm herself. “I’m really sorry; I hope I haven’t made you uncomfortable. I’d love to come over.” Natalie said smiling.
The next 24 hours drug but after school, Natalie flew home and got ready. She brushed and styled her long blonde hair, and tried to find the cutest outfit she could that didn’t make her look like she was trying too hard. She settled on a sleeveless crop top, Jeans, socks, and Converse sneakers.
She had been stricken by Kate all year. Kate was a member of the “cool girls” click. Natalie was by no means unpopular, but she ran with a different crowd. Being a multi-sport athlete, she hung out with all the other sports girls. Kate with her ultra-fashionable clothes and impeccable makeup caught her eye and held it.
While the other “cool girls” could be grade a bitches Kate seemed nice even though she didn’t know her beyond seeing her in the halls and in class.
Natalie thought back to her latest run-in with that group. They were making fun of one of the freshmen soccer player’s clothes. She was dirt poor and wearing “hand-me-downs”. She just stood there head hanging as the girls made fun of her worn-out jeans and shirt. Natalie flew into a rage and shoulder-checked the loudest of the girls. She stumbled; pin-wheeled for balance then went down face first.
“Oops, my bad Natalie said.” Not even stealing a glance and the furious girls scrambling to her feet. She took one step towards Natalie then thought better of it looking at the muscled but slight frame. Natalie grabbed the freshman’s arm and led her away. Later that day she bought the girl two new shirts and pairs of pants and had her cheered up with her good-natured joking.
*
Later that evening Nat found herself laying on the bed with her friend studying. Her friend had slipped her shoes off upon entering the house so Nat did too. While they were sitting on the bed she felt, Kates's foot beginning to caress hers.
Kate said "You know what? My feet are sooo sore from being in my heels today. Would you please rub them?"
Natalie went red but instantly agreed, not believing her good luck. She’d been dying to touch them all year.
Kate laid back and placed her feet on her lap and she begin to rub them. After several minutes, she slowly raised her foot in front of Nat’s face. Do you want to kiss what you’ve been staring at all year? Nat begin to lean forward. Kate lowered her foot and said, “No, if you want your kink satisfied you have to indulge mine. I
promise if you let me tie you up, you can not only kiss my little size sixes, you can suck my toes."
Natalie froze up indecisive. On one hand, she was desperate to taste her feet. They were butter-soft from frequent pedicures, but on the other hand, she couldn’t stand being out of control. Her sister, who used to be in that click before she graduated, used to pin her down. She absolutely loathed being out of control.
“Do you promise you’ll let me go if I ask?”
“Absolutely!”
Kate quickly bound her spread eagle to the bed with four scarves, which were surprisingly handy with it being summer… As soon as she was bound, Kate deftly slipped a blindfold over her head.
“HEY NO!” Nat yelled.
“Calm your tits!” Kate laughed, “Just lay back and relax, and get ready to suck my toes.”
Natalie didn’t have much choice. So, she laid back. She heard more shuffling than she expected but figured Kate was getting comfortable. Eventually, she felt the weight settle on the bed next to her and she felt warm flesh on her face.
“Open up Nat!”
Natalie did. She felt the toes enter her mouth and she began sucking. The toes felt thinner and longer to her mouth than the short pudgy toes she had seen so many times, but it barely mattered she sucked hard and happily.
After a few minutes, she heard giggling. Not just one giggle but a pair of giggles.
Suddenly the blindfold was ripped off and she saw Kate, and standing beside her was the girl she had shoulder checked to the floor. She laid there slack-jawed, too shocked to say anything.
The other girl, Jessica was smiling evilly as was Kate, who was holding a phone, obviously recording everything.
Natalie pulled at her bonds as hard as she could but they were too well secured.
Jessica said, “Thanks for the foot worship Nat! How did my feet taste? I’d been wearing my boots all day; I bet they were a little sweaty!”
“Let me the fuck up!” Nat yelled.
“Nah.” Kate said. “You messed with one of my friends now we are going to mess with you. You know your sister was one of my friends when I was a freshman. I remember once when they did an article on you in the school paper about what a tough competitor you were your sister said you were really a wimp. We were incredulous when she said that you had a glaring weakness she always exploited when she would pin you down.”
Natalie’s eyes went wide “No please, please don’t!”
Jessica straddled her and said grinning, “She said you were TICKLISH!” with that she dug both her hands it Nat’s ribs. She shrieked as she had been shot then laughter cut off the shriek like a knife when the sensation sunk in. Jessica started counting her ribs “one, two, three, damn you are bucking so hard I have two start over, one, two, three, four, wait where was I? One, two…”
Natalie was dreadfully ticklish. Her sister was older than her but nowhere near her physical equal. However, every time they would wrestle around her sister would only need a quick prod to completely disable Nat. It ended the same way every single time. Nat was pinned, poked, and prodded until her sister got bored.
The current situation is so much worse though, with her sister she could feebly try to fight it off. Though the tickling robbed her of most of her strength, she could at least fend off the attack periodically to allow her a chance to catch her breath.
Not so now, as Jessica moved on from the rib assault to scribbling her long nails in Nat’s unbearably ticklish pits she felt her socks tugged off. She tried to scream out a protest but nothing could be produced beyond the never-ending tickle stream of hysterical laughter.
Kate had positioned the phone on the desk to capture the action and decided to join in. “You showed my feet some attention, I’ll reciprocate!” Jessica stopped her scribbling to see how she would react to this, Jessica had just enough time to draw in one breath before the universe contracted to just her soles as Kate raked all her fingernails down both soles. The sound that came out of Nat’s mouth was primal. It was somehow a scream of despair mixed with hysterical, insane, laughter. Nat hated her feet touched. She didn’t even do her own nails as she couldn’t take any touch, even her own on them. She was beyond ticklish everywhere, but her feet were the worst.
“Jeez! We have to shut this girl up!” Jessica said.
Kate threw Jessica one of her own sweaty socks. I know you would rather taste my feet but sorry you will have to settle on your own and plunged it deep into her laughing mouth. She then ran over to Jessica’s junk drawer, grabbed some tape, and secured the sock gag. Jessica then resumed her straddling position and continued exploiting the unwilling girl’s body.
Kate and Jessica’s mothers (Pam and Suzy) were ten mins away when Pam said “Damn”.
What is it Suzy asked, “I left the movie tickets on the counter. We have to go back.”
Pam had dropped her daughter off at her best friend’s house and waited in the car as Pam ran out to meet her.
They had been friends since childhood and decided to let the girls and their new friend have the house to themselves, as they watched a chick flick, grabbed a meal, and gossip. They were spitting images of their daughters if they were aged 20 years and had the same fashion senses.
They quickly swung around and pulled into the driveway. Suzy said she needed to use the restroom so she’d come in too. They hopped out and quickly dashed up the sidewalk and stepped inside. They were greeted by an ear-spitting*sound of panic and…laughter? Without a word, they dashed over to the source. What they saw through the crack in the door they could not wrap their heads around at first. Suzy’s daughter was putting tape over their new friend’s mouth while Pam's was tickling her feet.
The new girl, Nat, Pam thought she remember her introducing herself as, obviously hated this. If the scream wasn’t proof enough. The bucking and straining were another clue. As were the tears starting to run down her face and smear her makeup. Suzy reached for the door but Pam grabbed her hand. They both turned to look at each other. A look of understanding came to both of the friends. As they turned back to watch.
They watched transfixed for over an hour as their daughters worked the first frenzied, then exhausted, and finally broken girl over. When it was apparent they were about to stop, only then did they burst in the door.
They seized the phone and yelled at the girls to get out of the room they would deal with them later. They untied Natalie, apologized repeatedly, and tried to offer Natalie comfort. Natalie was too shell-shocked to even notice what was happening. She was vaguely aware of them washing her face and then later being driven home. Then she stumbling to her bed. She slept for 16 straight hours as her parents were away on a trip and weren’t there to wake her up.
Jessica’s attitude changed after that. She had always been shy yet playful, now she was just shy. She changed from dressing in fashionable yet somewhat revealing clothes into clothes that covered all her body.
She came back to herself a little at a time. She graduated from that high school and went to a local college. Being away from the people who assaulted her so terribly helped tremendously. She knew she could have pressed charges, but she didn’t. She couldn’t even bring herself to look either of them in the eyes.
For the girl's part, they knew they went way too far and avoided her as well. The punishments from their mothers had been surprisingly light, but they didn’t want to tempt fate. The mother of Kate called and assured her she deleted the video so it would never be leaked. Natalie cried with relief at that.
Jessica told herself she was not going to date; she would just keep to herself. She had basketball scholarship talks before the Incident, but she had stopped all sports for a time after that. Her parents were furious but could not reach their now morose 18-year-old daughter.
As she regained herself, she walked onto the court in tryouts and received a partial scholarship which could change into a full ride if she proved herself.
Things went by well and one day she saw she had a friend request and a message. It was a very pretty girl. The type that even that incident hadn’t managed to scare her away from. A total Barbie with perfect hair, makeup, and clothes. The message said she saw her play and she was awesome. Against her better judgment, she replied.
Over the next few weeks, they kept messaging and the texts started to get flirty. Finally, Barb, though she claimed this was her real name, Natalie did not buy that, said they should meet.
Natalie hesitated. Finally, she told Barb, she couldn’t. She had a traumatizing experience and it soured her from ever trusting again. After days of Barb asking her to please tell her what happened, Natalie broke down and typed out everything. Barb was supportive. After talking through that entire incident, Barb said, “How about this. Why don’t you tell me everywhere you are ticklish, and what specifically tickles you. That way I will absolutely know what to avoid to never trigger you.”
Natalie went on to*detail talking about how every inch of her skin was ticklish. She explained how both light touching and prods tickled, how her feet couldn’t be touched, and how she got waxes because she was too ticklish to run a razor over her skin. She told her everything. Finally, Barb responded, she got that it if she ever touched her she would go slow and careful.
Finally, Natalie agreed to meet. Barb said she should come over to her house, she lived at home with her parents then they’d just go grab a coffee.
Battling anxiety, she told herself. You can’t wall yourself off forever. You had an awful experience but you won’t let it define you. She put her makeup on putting back on a crop top, just to say screw it to her past, and walked out the door with her shoulders back.
She pulled up to the address she was given got out of her car, walked up to the door, and knocked. She heard a faint “Come in.” from inside. She tentatively opened the door and stepped in. She then heard someone step up behind her and before she could react, a cloth was over her face and everything went dark.
Natalie awoke confused. She had a slight headache and everything was fuzzy. She tried to bring her hand to her eyes but she couldn’t. Why couldn’t she? She realized she couldn’t move her arms… or her legs. Everything came into focus all at once. She looked down and saw that both her legs were tied with thick cord to the posts of a bed. Same with her arms. Not only that there was a strap over her waist and when she tried to move her head, she felt one over her forehead. She tried to scream but the large ball gag in her mouth shut that right down. She struggled to no avail for a few moments barely moving at all.
Finally resigned to her situation she stopped. After what seemed like hours, the door opened. She couldn’t lift her head up to look over but she heard two sets of footsteps approaching. She was terrified. When two faces appeared over her, she couldn’t understand what was going on. This was Kate and Jessica’s mothers. As much as she wished she could forget the Incident, that day would always be with her.
When they saw her look of confusion then desperation, no doubt begging for help behind her large gag Pam put a finger to her own lips shushing her. “Hi Nat, I’m going to explain things to you. You are not going to like what I am going to say. Not any of it, but it’s how things are going to happen.”
Natalie was shocked by the cruelty she heard in her tone.
The truth is that Suzy and I saw your entire ordeal with the girls. We started to stop them but we were fascinated. You were so helpless and distraught. Seeing you struggling with everything you had to get away, knowing you hated it, but being forced to laugh about it was intoxicating. Perhaps that would have been as far as it ever went if we were only able to see it one time but…
Suddenly the ceiling above Nat began to glow. Apparently, they had installed a TV above her. She thought with a sinking feeling that this was specifically put in for her viewing “pleasure”. She saw her thrashing back and forth like a madwoman as Jessica taunted her scribbling her nails into her pits and Kate pulling her toes back and assaulting her soles. Those bitches never deleted the tape!
“We have watched this and discussed how much we were turned on by it hundreds of times since it happened. We even delved into the S and M world. But torturing someone who wants it never came close to the rush of seeing a helpless young thing like you truly being forced to endure something she just can’t take.” Pam said
“So now you are going to spend some time with us, that was probably the longest hour of your life, but that was just a shadow of what you HAVE to endure.*Suzy said.
“Tonight we are going to just do some simple testing. Thankfully, you gave our made-up Barb lots of great info.” Pam said cheerily.
*Nat groaned at the thought of all the weaknesses she exploited trying to warn Barb off of them.
*
“Oh baby, don’t tear up yet, you’ve got plenty of time for that later.” Suzzy said rubbing her cheek. She let her hand keep traveling down past her cheek to her neck.
*
An unwanted smile formed around her ball gag. I would have never thought a collar bone could even be ticklish if you hadn’t told us.” She stroked that area until giggles started forming behind her gag.
*
“Ok first things first, methodical testing!” Pam said.
*
Turns out Nat HATED this test. She was ungagged. They allowed her to scream for a couple of minutes, and when she petered out Pam said. “You can’t look around but if you could you’d see things that look like foam egg crates on the walls. That is soundproofing just for you. We could set off a bomb in it and nobody would hear.”
*
They placed a blindfold on her saying that the only sense she needed, for now, was touch. The next three hours were maddening. Natalie felt a seemingly inexhaustible amount of items exploring every inch of her. Her clothes were cut off her, leaving her nude. Starting at her neck and working the way down they tried multiple tools on every square inch of her.
*
She was distraught to discover that some things*that had little effect on some areas were just awful in others. The makeup brushes didn’t do much on her soles but under her arms made her howl like a banshee. The fork just made her giggle on her sides but was intolerable on her feet. However, she had to tolerate it, all of it.
*
Her least favorite instrument was the electric toothbrush. She never knew that every time she brushed her teeth she was using something that would one day make her squeal in despair so loud. Especially when it delved between her individually tied toes.
*
After each area was explored she heard writing on paper and then what must be a marker coloring in the area. One thing that tickled everywhere was that damned marker. She hated hearing the cap being popped off.
*
Finally, she was unmasked. She looked up to see a video image of herself projected back at her. She was completely colored from neck to toe.
*
She was all different colors. “Each color represents how ticklish you are and correspond to what tools work best as noted on our paper. You don’t need to know the specifics but be assured we know how best to tickle you best when the real fun begins tomorrow. But now it is time we have to get you all clean!” Pam said. Soap and brushes tickled everywhere as well. Especially the nipples. They lingered there longer than necessary.
*
Natalie was exhausted. She had resigned herself to having to spend the night here. She was so exhausted she knew she’d fall right asleep. As soon as the opportunity to escape came tomorrow she’d take it. On the other hand, maybe she could reason with these two women, and then go straight to the police when she left this house of horrors.
*
She was just about to doze off from sheer exhaustion when she felt a tickle between her legs.
*
“Oh don’t mind this little device. It’s just a little feather tickler. It is much lighter than any other of the things we used. The lightness of it was just awful. It was aimed right at her sweet spot. She realized she was slowly beginning to come to an edge. After a few minutes she realized with horror, it was too light to make her cum. It could only edge her. No matter what she thought about or how hard she willed it, she just danced on the edge.
*
She got a few scattered hours of frustrated sleep, but even in her dreams, the frustration played out in unfilled wet dreams. Lovers would get her right to the edge then pull away as she reached to try and grasp them.
*
She was jerked awake by the feeling of nails on her soles. Her eyes opened and she saw a close-up of her two bare soles on the screen being worked over by the two middle-aged women’s well-manicured nails. She did the only thing her body and mind would allow her to. Laugh and laugh and laugh. After an hour, she lost all ability to even struggle at her bonds. After two, she lost her ability to make any sound, and she laid there silently laughing, as the nails never gave her a moment’s respite.
*
After an eternity, it ended. As with the first incident, she felt shell-shocked and felt herself drawing inward. However, she was drawn out of this by a smack on her soles.
*
“They’ll be none of that young lady!” Suzy said. “You are staying right here with us. As long as you are present and attentive you only have a little tickling to worry about but if you go away…”
*
Natalie saw the image of her feet again and this time they were being paddled with two wooden spoons.
*
She was no longer shell-shocked; the pain had cleared her head. She just wanted it to stop.
*
“Do you understand?” Suzy said.
*
“Yes!” Nat said.
*
“Yes Mistress.” Suzy replied.
*
“YES MISTRESS!” Nat replied seeing her soles were turning very pink under the spoons.
*
“Good slave!” Suzy responded.
*
Natalie started to cry. This was so unfair, she had done nothing wrong, and now she was the unwilling tickle slave to two unhinged middle-aged sadists with no hope of escape.
*
We are going to feed you breakfast and change your diaper. In all the tickling and pain, she had not realized that she had been apparently diapered and had released into it at some point. More bad news, she wouldn’t be allowed to go to the bathroom where she could look for an avenue of escape.
*
The woman came back into the room. She smelled eggs. A glass of orange juice was pressed to her lips and she drained the entire glass then another.
*
“We will do better at keeping you hydrated, with all the sweating you’ll be doing you will need it. Time to eat!” Pam said.
*
Suddenly two pairs of bare feet covered in eggs descended towards her mouth. She clenched her mouth shut but when she felt one smack from the spoon on her sole, she began lapping as a woman possessed. Snaking her tongue all along the soles and in between the toes to get every bit. As much as she hated these women she couldn’t help notice they had amazing feet and got turned on in spite of herself.
*
“Ok little slave, we need to talk about what the rest of your stay will look like.” Suzy started. “When you came over it was Friday, today is Saturday. Unfortunately for you, Monday is a school holiday. So we talked about letting you go Monday night.”
*
Natalie was horrified. She couldn’t take days of this.
*
Pam cut her thoughts short “But we concluded that simply wasn’t long enough. You have different class loads on Tuesday Wednesday and an off day on Thursday. So you’ll be our little toy until Friday.”
*
Natalie seethed with anger. She couldn’t endure this.
*
“Aww we don’t like angry faces here, I’ll help you out,” Suzy said and begin lazily tracing her finger on her stomach. Expertly exerting just enough to force her to smile but not brought to make her laugh. “Better! She said.”
*
I know you are probably planning to go to the police afterward, but just know this. Everything that happens will be recorded. If it goes to court we will release this all far and wide and you’ll forever and always be an Internet star, I have no doubt you’d go quite viral. After thinking this over you will decide not to.”
*
Natalie knew deep down this was true. Even having these women locked up wouldn’t be worth knowing that every person she passed on the street may see her and recognize her as the tickle toy they saw online. She was beaten. She would simply bear this tickling for days with no recourse at all.
*
Ok, Pam said, “you’ll get used to your new routine soon enough but mornings are for soles, afternoons are for the upper body, and evenings are for all over tool tickling!”
*
Nat felt a poke in her ribs as Suzy straddled her facing towards her feet and Pam straddled her looking to her face. “Tickle tickle.” she said as she lowered her hands towards her toy.
This is a commission I just finished. If you like my style of writing please dm me. I’d be happy to do a custom story for you.
Also love reading any comments. Thanks!
*“Why don’t you take a picture, it will last longer.”
Natalie turned beat red looking up abruptly; she knew she had been caught red-handed.
Kate dropped the stern look she had on her face and broke into a smile. “I am just kidding, I think these little flats are super cute too, glad you like them!”
Relief rushed into Natalie, Kate just thought she was looking at her shoes, not her long lean legs and her cute pale feet sliding into and out of those flats as they sat under her desk.
“Of course, my pedicure is pretty cute too right?” Kate said winking.
Natalie went from red to crimson and said, “Yea, I guess.”
Just then, the bell rung, and Kate walked over and said, “Listen, I have seen you checking out my feet, and me all year, it’s kind of cute. Why don’t you come over to hang out tomorrow night? We can study for this science quiz. It’s going to be a bear!”
Natalie forced herself to take a deep breath and calm herself. “I’m really sorry; I hope I haven’t made you uncomfortable. I’d love to come over.” Natalie said smiling.
The next 24 hours drug but after school, Natalie flew home and got ready. She brushed and styled her long blonde hair, and tried to find the cutest outfit she could that didn’t make her look like she was trying too hard. She settled on a sleeveless crop top, Jeans, socks, and Converse sneakers.
She had been stricken by Kate all year. Kate was a member of the “cool girls” click. Natalie was by no means unpopular, but she ran with a different crowd. Being a multi-sport athlete, she hung out with all the other sports girls. Kate with her ultra-fashionable clothes and impeccable makeup caught her eye and held it.
While the other “cool girls” could be grade a bitches Kate seemed nice even though she didn’t know her beyond seeing her in the halls and in class.
Natalie thought back to her latest run-in with that group. They were making fun of one of the freshmen soccer player’s clothes. She was dirt poor and wearing “hand-me-downs”. She just stood there head hanging as the girls made fun of her worn-out jeans and shirt. Natalie flew into a rage and shoulder-checked the loudest of the girls. She stumbled; pin-wheeled for balance then went down face first.
“Oops, my bad Natalie said.” Not even stealing a glance and the furious girls scrambling to her feet. She took one step towards Natalie then thought better of it looking at the muscled but slight frame. Natalie grabbed the freshman’s arm and led her away. Later that day she bought the girl two new shirts and pairs of pants and had her cheered up with her good-natured joking.
*
Later that evening Nat found herself laying on the bed with her friend studying. Her friend had slipped her shoes off upon entering the house so Nat did too. While they were sitting on the bed she felt, Kates's foot beginning to caress hers.
Kate said "You know what? My feet are sooo sore from being in my heels today. Would you please rub them?"
Natalie went red but instantly agreed, not believing her good luck. She’d been dying to touch them all year.
Kate laid back and placed her feet on her lap and she begin to rub them. After several minutes, she slowly raised her foot in front of Nat’s face. Do you want to kiss what you’ve been staring at all year? Nat begin to lean forward. Kate lowered her foot and said, “No, if you want your kink satisfied you have to indulge mine. I
promise if you let me tie you up, you can not only kiss my little size sixes, you can suck my toes."
Natalie froze up indecisive. On one hand, she was desperate to taste her feet. They were butter-soft from frequent pedicures, but on the other hand, she couldn’t stand being out of control. Her sister, who used to be in that click before she graduated, used to pin her down. She absolutely loathed being out of control.
“Do you promise you’ll let me go if I ask?”
“Absolutely!”
Kate quickly bound her spread eagle to the bed with four scarves, which were surprisingly handy with it being summer… As soon as she was bound, Kate deftly slipped a blindfold over her head.
“HEY NO!” Nat yelled.
“Calm your tits!” Kate laughed, “Just lay back and relax, and get ready to suck my toes.”
Natalie didn’t have much choice. So, she laid back. She heard more shuffling than she expected but figured Kate was getting comfortable. Eventually, she felt the weight settle on the bed next to her and she felt warm flesh on her face.
“Open up Nat!”
Natalie did. She felt the toes enter her mouth and she began sucking. The toes felt thinner and longer to her mouth than the short pudgy toes she had seen so many times, but it barely mattered she sucked hard and happily.
After a few minutes, she heard giggling. Not just one giggle but a pair of giggles.
Suddenly the blindfold was ripped off and she saw Kate, and standing beside her was the girl she had shoulder checked to the floor. She laid there slack-jawed, too shocked to say anything.
The other girl, Jessica was smiling evilly as was Kate, who was holding a phone, obviously recording everything.
Natalie pulled at her bonds as hard as she could but they were too well secured.
Jessica said, “Thanks for the foot worship Nat! How did my feet taste? I’d been wearing my boots all day; I bet they were a little sweaty!”
“Let me the fuck up!” Nat yelled.
“Nah.” Kate said. “You messed with one of my friends now we are going to mess with you. You know your sister was one of my friends when I was a freshman. I remember once when they did an article on you in the school paper about what a tough competitor you were your sister said you were really a wimp. We were incredulous when she said that you had a glaring weakness she always exploited when she would pin you down.”
Natalie’s eyes went wide “No please, please don’t!”
Jessica straddled her and said grinning, “She said you were TICKLISH!” with that she dug both her hands it Nat’s ribs. She shrieked as she had been shot then laughter cut off the shriek like a knife when the sensation sunk in. Jessica started counting her ribs “one, two, three, damn you are bucking so hard I have two start over, one, two, three, four, wait where was I? One, two…”
Natalie was dreadfully ticklish. Her sister was older than her but nowhere near her physical equal. However, every time they would wrestle around her sister would only need a quick prod to completely disable Nat. It ended the same way every single time. Nat was pinned, poked, and prodded until her sister got bored.
The current situation is so much worse though, with her sister she could feebly try to fight it off. Though the tickling robbed her of most of her strength, she could at least fend off the attack periodically to allow her a chance to catch her breath.
Not so now, as Jessica moved on from the rib assault to scribbling her long nails in Nat’s unbearably ticklish pits she felt her socks tugged off. She tried to scream out a protest but nothing could be produced beyond the never-ending tickle stream of hysterical laughter.
Kate had positioned the phone on the desk to capture the action and decided to join in. “You showed my feet some attention, I’ll reciprocate!” Jessica stopped her scribbling to see how she would react to this, Jessica had just enough time to draw in one breath before the universe contracted to just her soles as Kate raked all her fingernails down both soles. The sound that came out of Nat’s mouth was primal. It was somehow a scream of despair mixed with hysterical, insane, laughter. Nat hated her feet touched. She didn’t even do her own nails as she couldn’t take any touch, even her own on them. She was beyond ticklish everywhere, but her feet were the worst.
“Jeez! We have to shut this girl up!” Jessica said.
Kate threw Jessica one of her own sweaty socks. I know you would rather taste my feet but sorry you will have to settle on your own and plunged it deep into her laughing mouth. She then ran over to Jessica’s junk drawer, grabbed some tape, and secured the sock gag. Jessica then resumed her straddling position and continued exploiting the unwilling girl’s body.
Kate and Jessica’s mothers (Pam and Suzy) were ten mins away when Pam said “Damn”.
What is it Suzy asked, “I left the movie tickets on the counter. We have to go back.”
Pam had dropped her daughter off at her best friend’s house and waited in the car as Pam ran out to meet her.
They had been friends since childhood and decided to let the girls and their new friend have the house to themselves, as they watched a chick flick, grabbed a meal, and gossip. They were spitting images of their daughters if they were aged 20 years and had the same fashion senses.
They quickly swung around and pulled into the driveway. Suzy said she needed to use the restroom so she’d come in too. They hopped out and quickly dashed up the sidewalk and stepped inside. They were greeted by an ear-spitting*sound of panic and…laughter? Without a word, they dashed over to the source. What they saw through the crack in the door they could not wrap their heads around at first. Suzy’s daughter was putting tape over their new friend’s mouth while Pam's was tickling her feet.
The new girl, Nat, Pam thought she remember her introducing herself as, obviously hated this. If the scream wasn’t proof enough. The bucking and straining were another clue. As were the tears starting to run down her face and smear her makeup. Suzy reached for the door but Pam grabbed her hand. They both turned to look at each other. A look of understanding came to both of the friends. As they turned back to watch.
They watched transfixed for over an hour as their daughters worked the first frenzied, then exhausted, and finally broken girl over. When it was apparent they were about to stop, only then did they burst in the door.
They seized the phone and yelled at the girls to get out of the room they would deal with them later. They untied Natalie, apologized repeatedly, and tried to offer Natalie comfort. Natalie was too shell-shocked to even notice what was happening. She was vaguely aware of them washing her face and then later being driven home. Then she stumbling to her bed. She slept for 16 straight hours as her parents were away on a trip and weren’t there to wake her up.
Jessica’s attitude changed after that. She had always been shy yet playful, now she was just shy. She changed from dressing in fashionable yet somewhat revealing clothes into clothes that covered all her body.
She came back to herself a little at a time. She graduated from that high school and went to a local college. Being away from the people who assaulted her so terribly helped tremendously. She knew she could have pressed charges, but she didn’t. She couldn’t even bring herself to look either of them in the eyes.
For the girl's part, they knew they went way too far and avoided her as well. The punishments from their mothers had been surprisingly light, but they didn’t want to tempt fate. The mother of Kate called and assured her she deleted the video so it would never be leaked. Natalie cried with relief at that.
Jessica told herself she was not going to date; she would just keep to herself. She had basketball scholarship talks before the Incident, but she had stopped all sports for a time after that. Her parents were furious but could not reach their now morose 18-year-old daughter.
As she regained herself, she walked onto the court in tryouts and received a partial scholarship which could change into a full ride if she proved herself.
Things went by well and one day she saw she had a friend request and a message. It was a very pretty girl. The type that even that incident hadn’t managed to scare her away from. A total Barbie with perfect hair, makeup, and clothes. The message said she saw her play and she was awesome. Against her better judgment, she replied.
Over the next few weeks, they kept messaging and the texts started to get flirty. Finally, Barb, though she claimed this was her real name, Natalie did not buy that, said they should meet.
Natalie hesitated. Finally, she told Barb, she couldn’t. She had a traumatizing experience and it soured her from ever trusting again. After days of Barb asking her to please tell her what happened, Natalie broke down and typed out everything. Barb was supportive. After talking through that entire incident, Barb said, “How about this. Why don’t you tell me everywhere you are ticklish, and what specifically tickles you. That way I will absolutely know what to avoid to never trigger you.”
Natalie went on to*detail talking about how every inch of her skin was ticklish. She explained how both light touching and prods tickled, how her feet couldn’t be touched, and how she got waxes because she was too ticklish to run a razor over her skin. She told her everything. Finally, Barb responded, she got that it if she ever touched her she would go slow and careful.
Finally, Natalie agreed to meet. Barb said she should come over to her house, she lived at home with her parents then they’d just go grab a coffee.
Battling anxiety, she told herself. You can’t wall yourself off forever. You had an awful experience but you won’t let it define you. She put her makeup on putting back on a crop top, just to say screw it to her past, and walked out the door with her shoulders back.
She pulled up to the address she was given got out of her car, walked up to the door, and knocked. She heard a faint “Come in.” from inside. She tentatively opened the door and stepped in. She then heard someone step up behind her and before she could react, a cloth was over her face and everything went dark.
Natalie awoke confused. She had a slight headache and everything was fuzzy. She tried to bring her hand to her eyes but she couldn’t. Why couldn’t she? She realized she couldn’t move her arms… or her legs. Everything came into focus all at once. She looked down and saw that both her legs were tied with thick cord to the posts of a bed. Same with her arms. Not only that there was a strap over her waist and when she tried to move her head, she felt one over her forehead. She tried to scream but the large ball gag in her mouth shut that right down. She struggled to no avail for a few moments barely moving at all.
Finally resigned to her situation she stopped. After what seemed like hours, the door opened. She couldn’t lift her head up to look over but she heard two sets of footsteps approaching. She was terrified. When two faces appeared over her, she couldn’t understand what was going on. This was Kate and Jessica’s mothers. As much as she wished she could forget the Incident, that day would always be with her.
When they saw her look of confusion then desperation, no doubt begging for help behind her large gag Pam put a finger to her own lips shushing her. “Hi Nat, I’m going to explain things to you. You are not going to like what I am going to say. Not any of it, but it’s how things are going to happen.”
Natalie was shocked by the cruelty she heard in her tone.
The truth is that Suzy and I saw your entire ordeal with the girls. We started to stop them but we were fascinated. You were so helpless and distraught. Seeing you struggling with everything you had to get away, knowing you hated it, but being forced to laugh about it was intoxicating. Perhaps that would have been as far as it ever went if we were only able to see it one time but…
Suddenly the ceiling above Nat began to glow. Apparently, they had installed a TV above her. She thought with a sinking feeling that this was specifically put in for her viewing “pleasure”. She saw her thrashing back and forth like a madwoman as Jessica taunted her scribbling her nails into her pits and Kate pulling her toes back and assaulting her soles. Those bitches never deleted the tape!
“We have watched this and discussed how much we were turned on by it hundreds of times since it happened. We even delved into the S and M world. But torturing someone who wants it never came close to the rush of seeing a helpless young thing like you truly being forced to endure something she just can’t take.” Pam said
“So now you are going to spend some time with us, that was probably the longest hour of your life, but that was just a shadow of what you HAVE to endure.*Suzy said.
“Tonight we are going to just do some simple testing. Thankfully, you gave our made-up Barb lots of great info.” Pam said cheerily.
*Nat groaned at the thought of all the weaknesses she exploited trying to warn Barb off of them.
*
“Oh baby, don’t tear up yet, you’ve got plenty of time for that later.” Suzzy said rubbing her cheek. She let her hand keep traveling down past her cheek to her neck.
*
An unwanted smile formed around her ball gag. I would have never thought a collar bone could even be ticklish if you hadn’t told us.” She stroked that area until giggles started forming behind her gag.
*
“Ok first things first, methodical testing!” Pam said.
*
Turns out Nat HATED this test. She was ungagged. They allowed her to scream for a couple of minutes, and when she petered out Pam said. “You can’t look around but if you could you’d see things that look like foam egg crates on the walls. That is soundproofing just for you. We could set off a bomb in it and nobody would hear.”
*
They placed a blindfold on her saying that the only sense she needed, for now, was touch. The next three hours were maddening. Natalie felt a seemingly inexhaustible amount of items exploring every inch of her. Her clothes were cut off her, leaving her nude. Starting at her neck and working the way down they tried multiple tools on every square inch of her.
*
She was distraught to discover that some things*that had little effect on some areas were just awful in others. The makeup brushes didn’t do much on her soles but under her arms made her howl like a banshee. The fork just made her giggle on her sides but was intolerable on her feet. However, she had to tolerate it, all of it.
*
Her least favorite instrument was the electric toothbrush. She never knew that every time she brushed her teeth she was using something that would one day make her squeal in despair so loud. Especially when it delved between her individually tied toes.
*
After each area was explored she heard writing on paper and then what must be a marker coloring in the area. One thing that tickled everywhere was that damned marker. She hated hearing the cap being popped off.
*
Finally, she was unmasked. She looked up to see a video image of herself projected back at her. She was completely colored from neck to toe.
*
She was all different colors. “Each color represents how ticklish you are and correspond to what tools work best as noted on our paper. You don’t need to know the specifics but be assured we know how best to tickle you best when the real fun begins tomorrow. But now it is time we have to get you all clean!” Pam said. Soap and brushes tickled everywhere as well. Especially the nipples. They lingered there longer than necessary.
*
Natalie was exhausted. She had resigned herself to having to spend the night here. She was so exhausted she knew she’d fall right asleep. As soon as the opportunity to escape came tomorrow she’d take it. On the other hand, maybe she could reason with these two women, and then go straight to the police when she left this house of horrors.
*
She was just about to doze off from sheer exhaustion when she felt a tickle between her legs.
*
“Oh don’t mind this little device. It’s just a little feather tickler. It is much lighter than any other of the things we used. The lightness of it was just awful. It was aimed right at her sweet spot. She realized she was slowly beginning to come to an edge. After a few minutes she realized with horror, it was too light to make her cum. It could only edge her. No matter what she thought about or how hard she willed it, she just danced on the edge.
*
She got a few scattered hours of frustrated sleep, but even in her dreams, the frustration played out in unfilled wet dreams. Lovers would get her right to the edge then pull away as she reached to try and grasp them.
*
She was jerked awake by the feeling of nails on her soles. Her eyes opened and she saw a close-up of her two bare soles on the screen being worked over by the two middle-aged women’s well-manicured nails. She did the only thing her body and mind would allow her to. Laugh and laugh and laugh. After an hour, she lost all ability to even struggle at her bonds. After two, she lost her ability to make any sound, and she laid there silently laughing, as the nails never gave her a moment’s respite.
*
After an eternity, it ended. As with the first incident, she felt shell-shocked and felt herself drawing inward. However, she was drawn out of this by a smack on her soles.
*
“They’ll be none of that young lady!” Suzy said. “You are staying right here with us. As long as you are present and attentive you only have a little tickling to worry about but if you go away…”
*
Natalie saw the image of her feet again and this time they were being paddled with two wooden spoons.
*
She was no longer shell-shocked; the pain had cleared her head. She just wanted it to stop.
*
“Do you understand?” Suzy said.
*
“Yes!” Nat said.
*
“Yes Mistress.” Suzy replied.
*
“YES MISTRESS!” Nat replied seeing her soles were turning very pink under the spoons.
*
“Good slave!” Suzy responded.
*
Natalie started to cry. This was so unfair, she had done nothing wrong, and now she was the unwilling tickle slave to two unhinged middle-aged sadists with no hope of escape.
*
We are going to feed you breakfast and change your diaper. In all the tickling and pain, she had not realized that she had been apparently diapered and had released into it at some point. More bad news, she wouldn’t be allowed to go to the bathroom where she could look for an avenue of escape.
*
The woman came back into the room. She smelled eggs. A glass of orange juice was pressed to her lips and she drained the entire glass then another.
*
“We will do better at keeping you hydrated, with all the sweating you’ll be doing you will need it. Time to eat!” Pam said.
*
Suddenly two pairs of bare feet covered in eggs descended towards her mouth. She clenched her mouth shut but when she felt one smack from the spoon on her sole, she began lapping as a woman possessed. Snaking her tongue all along the soles and in between the toes to get every bit. As much as she hated these women she couldn’t help notice they had amazing feet and got turned on in spite of herself.
*
“Ok little slave, we need to talk about what the rest of your stay will look like.” Suzy started. “When you came over it was Friday, today is Saturday. Unfortunately for you, Monday is a school holiday. So we talked about letting you go Monday night.”
*
Natalie was horrified. She couldn’t take days of this.
*
Pam cut her thoughts short “But we concluded that simply wasn’t long enough. You have different class loads on Tuesday Wednesday and an off day on Thursday. So you’ll be our little toy until Friday.”
*
Natalie seethed with anger. She couldn’t endure this.
*
“Aww we don’t like angry faces here, I’ll help you out,” Suzy said and begin lazily tracing her finger on her stomach. Expertly exerting just enough to force her to smile but not brought to make her laugh. “Better! She said.”
*
I know you are probably planning to go to the police afterward, but just know this. Everything that happens will be recorded. If it goes to court we will release this all far and wide and you’ll forever and always be an Internet star, I have no doubt you’d go quite viral. After thinking this over you will decide not to.”
*
Natalie knew deep down this was true. Even having these women locked up wouldn’t be worth knowing that every person she passed on the street may see her and recognize her as the tickle toy they saw online. She was beaten. She would simply bear this tickling for days with no recourse at all.
*
Ok, Pam said, “you’ll get used to your new routine soon enough but mornings are for soles, afternoons are for the upper body, and evenings are for all over tool tickling!”
*
Nat felt a poke in her ribs as Suzy straddled her facing towards her feet and Pam straddled her looking to her face. “Tickle tickle.” she said as she lowered her hands towards her toy.
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