DAY 1
The Easter bank holiday weekend rolled around quicker than anticipated for Beth. It had been a hard year so far for the 22 year old, trying to balance work with her studies and to top it off, she had recently broken up with her boyfriend. She jumped at the chance to spend a long weekend away with her parents, Suzi and Rob, both in their mid-40’s.
She packed a small suitcase, slipped on her black tracksuit bottoms over her pale but toned legs before pulling a white vest over her perky, bra-cladded breasts, topping it off with an oversized, grey hooded top. She tied her mousey brown hair in a pony tail before slipping her size 4 bare feet into her comfy Ugg boots and taking a seat on her sofa, awaiting the arrival of her parents.
Within moments of sitting down, a black SUV pulled up outside, tooting its horn. Beth gleefully jumped up, grabbing her suitcase and heading out of the door, locking it behind her. Rob was stood by the car, in his jeans and t-shirt. He took her suitcase off her and tossed it into the boot as Beth jumped into the back of the car. Beth had always had a good relationship with her parents, she would go on nights out with her mum and regularly go to the gym with her dad. Suzi turned around from the front seat, pulled her big sunglasses down off her beautiful face, flicked her blonde hair behind her ears and smiled at Beth.
“Excited to get away?” Suzi asked.
“You bet” Beth responded with excitement.
Rob climbed back into the car.
“Could you have bought a tighter t-shirt?” Beth mocked to her dad.
“When you are built like this, you need to show it off” Rob joked back, tensing his bicep.
“Oh Dad” Beth replied shaking her head. “You better not embarrass me this weekend”.
They all chuckled before Rob started the car and drove away. Both Beth and Suzi fell asleep in the car almost instantly.
“Wake up, you two. We are here” Rob said abruptly.
Suzi and Beth stirred before slowly opening their eyes.
“Thanks for the company on the drive” Rob said rolling his eyes.
Beth focused her eyes on the lovely countryside cottage as Rob drove down the driveway. The smile was wiped off her face as she took her phone out of her bag, no signal whatsoever.
“This place better have good wifi” she scoffed.
“Nope” Suzi replied with a grin. “We are all having a weekend away without social media. You need it Beth”.
“Are you being serious?” Beth questioned.
“You don’t need the internet to enjoy yourself honey” Rob replied.
“Fine” Beth scolded, rolling her eyes.
The three of them climbed out the car, Rob went to the key safe and opened it, pulling out the keys for the cottage. He opened the front door to the cottage revealing the vintage but clean décor. The three walked inside, admiring the quirky living room. Beth looked around before turning back to her parents.
“Not even a T.V? How are we supposed to enjoy ourselves here” she said disappointingly.
Rob smiled before opening the blinds to the sliding doors at the back of the living room. Beth’s face dropped as she stared out over the countryside landscape.
“It gets better” Rob said with a smile as he pointed towards the BBQ and hot tub.
“Okay, I will admit it, I was wrong” Beth said with a smile.
Rob disappeared to the car to retrieve the bags whilst Beth and her mum looked around the cottage.
“What do you think is through there?” Beth said, pointing at a door with a ‘Private’ sign on it.
Suzi shrugged her shoulders. “Looks like a basement, probably where they keep the maintenance stuff”.
Rob returned with the bags as they all took their own ones upstairs to unpack. The bedrooms were basic, wooden bedframes, a couple of wardrobes and bedside tables but not much else. They all quickly returned to the living room, wearing their swim suits and flip flops.
“Looks like you had the same plan as me and your mum” Rob joked to Beth.
“Well, I did come here to relax” Beth smiled back as she opened the sliding door, heading outside to the already heated hot tub.
“Rob, make yourself useful and crack open the champagne” Suzi joked to Rob as she headed outside and climbed into the tub to join her daughter, sitting to her side.
Rob returned a few minutes later with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. Placing them on the table next to the hot tub.
“Room for a little one” he joked before jumping in opposite the pair, splashing Beth and Suzi.
“Typical man” Suzi joked.
“Don’t you start” Rob said with a smile before grabbing Suzi’s ankle under the water.
“NO, ROB, DON’T AHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed as Rob tickled her foot beneath the water.
“Get a room” Beth mocked.
“Do you want to be tickled as well?” Rob responded.
“NO!” Beth scolded, pulling her feet away from Rob.
Rob laughed before putting down Suzi’s foot, reaching over to the champagne and pouring it into the three glasses.
Hour after hour passed as the three drank champagne in the hot tub, watching the sun go down in the distance. The bubbles from the tub and the alcohol took their effect on them as they all grew tired.
“I think I’m going to call it a night” Beth said with a yawn, giving her mum a kiss on the cheek before giving her dad a hug. “Thanks for this”.
“We won’t be far behind you” Suzi smiled as Beth climbed out, covering herself up with a towel before heading inside.
Beth awoke slowly, her head pounding as her eyes opened up, met by the bright, blinding lights in the room. She tried to move but couldn’t. As her eyes adjusted to the light levels, a look of horror came over her face as she realised that she was not in her bed, not even in her bedroom. She was trapped inside a white, padded room. She tried to move again to no avail, her arms tightly wrapped around her body. Looking down, she saw herself tied in a straight-jacket, she was sat on a chair with extra straps pinning her back against the backrest. Her thighs strapped down to the elongated seat with her pale legs stretched out, disappearing just above the ankles into two circle cut outs of thick, wooden panel. She tried to move her feet in a panicked frenzy but couldn’t, she couldn’t even wriggle her toes as they were each pinned back again the wood.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” she screamed. “HEELLLPPPPPP!!!”.
A few minutes of her struggling and screaming for help passed with no answer, her echoed calls bounced around the room. A whirring noise caught Beth’s attention as she saw a TV screen lowering from the ceiling against the wall in front of her. She stared nervously and silently at the screen as it turned on, showing nothing more than a blank, bright screen.
Beth’s head shot to the left upon hearing a clicking noise, she looked on nervously as a door built inside the padded wall opened, revealing a tall brunette woman wearing a black jumpsuit and holding a clipboard.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?” Beth scolded. “LET ME GO NOW”.
The clicking from the woman’s black, leather, high heeled boots filled the room as she approached Beth, glaring evilly at her.
“Welcome Beth” the woman said softly.
“WELCOME? ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS” Beth shouted back. “LET ME FUCKING GO”.
The woman smiled wickedly before looking at her clipboard briefly, returning her eyes back to Beth. “You will be allowed to go, IF, you answer all the questions correctly” she said.
“Questions?” Beth said confused. “Is this some sort of sick game for you?”.
“Not at all” the woman smiled. “It did say on the listing for the cottage that there would be a daily quiz, with a twist”.
“Quiz? Twist?” Beth said still struggling against her straight jacket. “Where are my parents?”
“You’re Father signed the documents, the quiz is mandatory. As for the twist, you will find out soon enough” the woman smiled back. “Now, your parents” the woman said, clicking a remote at the TV screen.
The picture focused slowly, revealing Rob and Suzi, tied in their underwear to adjacent tables. Both blindfolded and gagged with their arms tied above their heads and ankles tied together at the other end. Multiple straps on their knees, hips and elbows pinned them to the table.
“W-W-What are you going to do to them?” Beth stuttered.
“That’s the twist” the woman mocked. “Their torment is based on the outcome of your quiz”.
Beth started to panic. “MUM, DAD, HEEEEELPPPPPP” she screamed.
“Don’t be so silly, they can’t hear you” the woman mocked again.
Beth glared at the woman as she put her clipboard underneath her arm and admired her long, red fingernails before walking towards the wooden divider, separating Beth’s feet from her. She placed the clipboard on top of the wooden divider before looking back at Beth’s face.
“Such small feet” the woman said softly, glancing back at the other side of the wooden divider.
“So?” Beth said back confused.
“I couldn’t help noticing those little toes twitching when we ran the string in between them to tie them back” she said, turning her attention back to Beth’s feet. “I don’t suppose they are ticklish?”
“No, please, don’t” Beth said wide eyed as the woman crouched down being the wooden divider.
Electricity shot up her body from her feet as the woman dragged a single nail slowly down Beth’s right foot.
“Hehehe Stop hehehehehe” Beth giggled.
The woman increased the intensity and scattered her nails across her right sole.
“AAhahahahahahaha Staahahahahaaapppp ahahahahaha” Beth laughed a bit harder.
“I wonder what would happen if I tickle both of your cute feet at the same time” the woman mocked before digging both sets of her nails into Beth’s bound soles.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAHAHAHAHAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAA PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth screamed with laughter, her head bouncing from side to side.
Finally the woman stopped and stood up. “There is the twist” she laughed.
“S-S-So you are going to tickle my feet?” Beth panted out. “How am I meant to answer the questions if I’m laughing?”
The woman pointed back to the screen before clicking a button on the remote. The screen divided into 4 panels. The top left displaying an image from above Suzi’s bound body, the top right showing the image above her dad, Rob’s body. The bottom left focused in on Suzi’s bound size 6 pedicured feet and the bottom right on Rob’s soft, size 10 soles.
“I don’t suppose your parents are as ticklish as you, are they?” the woman asked with a grin.
Beth’s expression changed to fear, knowing just how ticklish both of her parents were from their many tickle fights.
“I will take that as a yes then” the woman laughed.
“Please don’t, just let us go” Beth said with a whimper.
“You better get the answers correct then” the woman snapped back. “You have to get 5 questions correct in a row before you are freed. Your first wrong answer, starts the tickling of your Mum’s upper body, the second incorrect answer, your dad’s. Third and fourth start the tickling of their feet”.
“So-so why am I tied up?” Beth asked nervously.
“If you get a fifth answer incorrect, I tickle you!” the woman laughed.
Beth gulped nervously as she watched 4 masked figures enter the room containing her parents, one each positioned by their torso’s and one at each of their feet. She turned her attention back to the woman stood near her feet.
“W-what if I keep getting them wrong?” she asked nervously, knowing that it was a strong possibility.
“We have many tools and techniques to use to tickle torture the three of you” the woman replied with an evil grin. “After all, you are here for the long weekend. I’m sure you will get 5 straight answers correct by then”.
The woman bent down and began stroking Beth’s tiny feet, even that caused her to wriggle and squirm in her chair.
“Shall we begin?” The woman asked, standing up from Beth’s feet, staring into her worried eyes.
Beth gulped nervously and nodded as the woman looked at her clipboard, still balanced on top of the stocks trapping Beth’s feet.
“In what city is the Eiffel Tower situated?” she asked abruptly.
“PARIS” Beth quickly snapped back as the woman smiled and nodded.
“What is 12 multiplied by 12?” The woman asked.
“Ummm” Beth paused, maths was never her strong point. “One hundred and forty-four?
“Well done” the woman mocked.
“What year was the battle of Hastings?”
“1066” Beth replied, cockily.
“You’re on a roll” the woman smiled. “What is the most common spoken language in Brazil?”
Beth was stumped. “Ermmmm”
“Time is ticking” the woman replied.
Beth tried to scan her brain for the answer, not focusing on the woman in front of her who had now started slowly bending down.
“Errrrmm Hahahahahahahaha” she started to giggle as the woman danced her nails across her stretched right sole. “Hahahahahahaha Brazilian ahahahahahaha” Beth called out through laughter.
The woman pointed at the TV screen as Beth watched the masked figure next to her mum started to tickle her sides and stomach. Suzi’s head bouncing from side to side as the figure tickled her bare, exposed stomach. The only saving grace for Beth was that she couldn’t hear the muffled cries of laughter.
“Question 1. Who was the last winner of the FIFA World Cup?” the woman said with a grin.
“I don’t fucking know sports” Beth snapped back.
“Just have a guess” the woman said as she bent down and began scribbling her nails across Beth’s right sole.
“AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAPPP AHAHAHAHA I DON’T AHAHAHA KNOW AHAHAHA GERMANY” Beth cackled back.
“Incorrect” the woman smiled as Beth looked up at the screen to see the figure next to her dad begin to torment his sides and stomach. He was quickly suffering as much as Suzi as his head thrashed from side to side. Both the parents being tickle tortured on their upper bodies.
“You know what another incorrect answer mean for your mum?” The woman joked. Beth just nodded, staring at her parents being tormented.
“Question 1, AGAIN” the woman joked. “Who had a hit single with ‘Wannabe’?”
“Spice girls” Beth quickly answered, not taking her eyes off her parents.
“How many hours are there in a week?” the woman said with a grin, knowing that Beth struggled with her sums.
“Errmmmm” Beth paused again, trying to add up in her head.
“Let me help you with that” the woman smiled before lightly tickling her soles again.
“AHAHAHAHAHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAHAAPP AHAHAHAHAHAHA. I-I-I CAN’T THINK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth screamed with laughter.
“Time is nearly up” the woman mocked, digging into Beth’s soles a little harder.
“AHAHAHAHAHA 172 HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth cried.
“Oooo, so close, 168” the woman mocked as Beth’s eyes watched the bottom left screen. A pair of hands drew closer to her mum’s size 6 soles before dancing over them. Suzi instantly scrunched her feet up as her wrinkled soles were tortured. The pair of hands at her feet grabbed her toes, pulling them back, exposing her arches as their free hand danced all over them. Beth saw her Mum’s head thrash harder and faster from side to side.
“Aww, if only you could hear her cries” the woman mocked. “Oh wait, you can” she said with a grin as she turned up the volume on the TV. Suzi’s muffled screams filled the room, overpowering Rob’s deep, laughterous chuckling.
“Turn it off, please” Beth begged.
“Very well” the woman replied, muting the TV. “You’re struggling to concentrate as it is. I wonder if we will find out if your dad’s feet are as ticklish as yours and your mothers?”
Beth scowled at the woman.
“Let’s start again. Who discovered America?” the woman asked.
Beth’s mind went blank, she froze in fear, staring at the screen of her parents both wriggling around in ticklish agony.
“Time’s ticking” the woman said, tapping the top of the stocks with her nails.
“I cant think” Beth said in a panic as the woman crouched down. Beth clenched her mouth shut as she felt the slow, torturous fingernails glide over her tiny soles. “AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she burst out laughing as the woman’s fingernails increased in speed. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA I-I-I CaAAHAHAHAHAHAHANTTT REMEMBER AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”.
The woman removed her nails from Beth’s tingling feet as Beth turned back towards the screen to see the pair of hands dig into her dad’s large but soft feet. His feet scrunched and wriggled around frantically as the fingernails explored the whole of his soles.
“J-J-Just turn it off” Beth begged as she turned away from the screen.
“I’m not prepared to do that” the woman replied. “But, I will make a deal with you”.
“What sort of deal?” Beth replied quickly.
“One more question, get it right, you can all be freed. Get it wrong, you’re family are punished for twice as long”.
Beth thought for a few seconds. “Deal” she said nervously.
The woman smiled before searching through the papers on her clipboard. “Here we go, I have a nice question for you?”
Beth rolled her eyes.
“In what year was the first Superbowl?” she said with a smile.
“ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!” Beth scolded back.
“Shall I just start tickling your soft, dainty feet now?” the woman replied with a smile.
“Erm, I don’t know, 1927?” Beth hastily replied.
The woman stared at her, completely shocked.
“Did I get it?” Beth said with a little amount of joy.
“NO” the woman snapped back before crouching down and digging both sets of fingernails into her feet.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA” Beth screamed, her head thrashing from side to side.
“Let’s see how ticklish these little piggies are?” the woman mocked before scratching her nails over Beth’s tiny toes.
“NOOOOHOHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as the woman’s pointy nails glided with ease over her bound toes.
Her hands glided up and down Beth’s soles for minute after minute as she screamed in ticklish agony, her face turning a bright shade of pink, tears rolling down her cheeks.
The woman finally stopped before turning the volume up on the TV. The sound of her parents muffled screams of laughter filled the room as their bodies were tortured. Beth watched on in horror as the masked figures at her parents feet stood up and moved over to her parents armpits, digging their nails in. Both parents blindfolded, gagged heads shaking from side to side violently as they laughed. Beth clamped her eyes shut and tried to drown out the laughter.
“No you don’t” the woman said before dancing her fingers back over Beth’s feet.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEAASSEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
“Well, watch your parents then” the woman said with a smile.
Beth regained her breath and tried to compose herself before opening her eyes. The figures tickling their stomachs moved down to their feet, but instead of tickling them, they were massaging them, coating them in a layer of baby oil. Next the two tickling their armpits moved down to their feet and began tying their big toes together. Beth looked up at her parents faces, both panting for breath, they were exhausted.
She moved her gaze back down to the bottom images, both of her parents big toes had been bound together, their toes being forced back and the end of the string being secured to the straps around their ankles, stretching out their feet and exposing all of their soles. Neither parent put up much of a struggle as the figures finished immobilising their feet.
A red glow appeared on their soles, Beth looked in confusion at the woman still stood over her.
“W-What are they doing to my family?” She asked.
“Heating their feet of course” the woman replied with a smile. “The baby oil and heat will stimulate their nerve endings even more than before”.
“You psychopath” Beth scoffed abruptly.
“It’s your turn now” the woman grinned before crouching down behind the stocks again.
Beth felt the cool liquid being applied to her sweaty, aching feet before it was rubbed in. Every part of her tiny soles being coated with special attention being paid to her toes. Then the warmth of the heater below hit her. Instantly she tried to scrunch her toes but couldn’t.
“See you in 5 minutes” the woman grinned, standing up and making her way back out of the door in the padded wall.
Beth watched her parents slowly wriggling their heads as the heat intensified, their feet slightly twitching as the heat grew stronger as their feet became more sensitive to the increase in temperature.
Finally, the figures re-entered the room with her parents. They walked towards the foot of the tables and turned off the heaters. The red glow, disappearing slowly from Suzi and Rob’s feet. Four long, stiff looking feathers were displayed in front of the camera’s covering their feet before they slowly drew closer to their soles. Two feathers struck down on each of the four bound soles, one on each arch and the other on the toes. Beth watched on in horror as the feather glided over her parents feet, their toes slightly shaking from side to side as they tried to scrunch up their toes with no success. The speakers in Beth’s room pumped out the muffled giggling for both Rob and Suzi. Beth looked up at the top screen showing her parents blindfolded and gagged faces rocking from side to side as they laughed.
Beth winced at the slow pain of the heater below her feet as the heat was getting too much to bare, luckily, the woman re-entered the room holding a small bag. She walked towards Beth’s feet, the clicking of her heels on the floor echoed around, on top of her parents muffled laughter. Switching the heater off, she stood up with a grin.
“Can you see just how ticklish your parents are now?” The woman asked, turning down the volume on the TV.
Beth gulped and nodded slowly.
“Let’s see how the treatment has affected your cute feet” she said with a smile, waving 2 feathers at Beth, having retrieved them from her small bag.
“NO, WAIT, PLEASE” Beth begged, but it was too late. She felt a feather drag across the centre of each arch. “Noooo AHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHHAHAHAHAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled as the newly intensified sensitivity of her feet sent shockwaves all over her body.
Beth laughed on and on as the feathers glided across her soft, bound soles, finally hitting each set of tied toes. “AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as the feathers twisted and twirled around her toes.
Finally, the woman let Beth regain her breath as she rummaged around in her bag. Beth looked back at the screen to see one of the masked figures from each set of feet move towards her parents upper bodies before digging their hands into Rob and Suzi’s armpits. Both parents violently shaking their heads from side to side as they exploded with laughter. The figures at their feet had moved away from the feathers and were back using their fingernails to torment both sets of bound feet.
“I’ve got something special for you” the woman spoke. “Considering you failed your parents, I have an extra treatment for you”.
Beth sat silently, afraid of what was to come as she glanced back at her parents predicament. A whirring, vibrating noise filled her room, coming from near her feet. She couldn’t see what it was and dreaded to think about what it could be. Finally it hit her.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA, STAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA” she erupted in laughter as something severely ticklish moved around each foot, moving from her heels, up her arches to the balls of her feet and back down.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLLEEEHEHEHEHEHEAASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA” she begged through laughter as the torture continued.
After a few breathless minutes of screaming with laughter, the woman stopped and stood up. Beth, panting, glared at her.
“That was only one electric toothbrush on each sole” the woman said softly, showing Beth the toothbrushes. “Are you ready for your special punishment?”
“That wasn’t it!” Beth said surprised.
“Not even close” the woman smiled before taking something out of her bag. “Size 4 are you?”
Beth didn’t bite, she just watched the woman crouched down behind the stocks, a clicking noise, like a crank could be heard as she finally stood up, lifting a metal object up in the shape of a foot, with a couple of thin straps on it. Beth noticed a hole of the bottom, two holes above that and three holes at the top of the metal, foot shaped object. The woman placed the cold metal against Beth’s right foot before placing a strap behind her toes and another over her heel. She did this for her left foot as well before standing up and placing her bag on top of the stocks. Beth watched in horror as the woman laid out 12 electric toothbrushes on top of the stocks.
“Did you notice the holes in the foot restraint?” The woman said with a grin. Beth nodded, slowly. “Well, each of these toothbrushes fit into the holes, so the bristles just touch your sensitive skin. One on each heel, two on each arch and 3 on each set of toes”.
“No, please don’t, I will do anything” Beth begged as the woman began clicking the toothbrushes into place. The slight movement of the bristles on her skin already had her wincing.
One by one the toothbrushes turned on, Beth threw her head back against the backrest of the chair as if she was hit with an electric shock.
“AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter.
Silently, the woman stood up “Either, the toothbrushes run out of charge, or you do” the woman laughed as she left the room, leaving Beth crying with ticklish laughter, over and over again. The bristles torturing both of her bound feet as they rotated and spun.
She laughed and laughed as her voice grew horse before slowly everything went dark as the air was sucked from her lungs, Beth’s body passed out.
The Easter bank holiday weekend rolled around quicker than anticipated for Beth. It had been a hard year so far for the 22 year old, trying to balance work with her studies and to top it off, she had recently broken up with her boyfriend. She jumped at the chance to spend a long weekend away with her parents, Suzi and Rob, both in their mid-40’s.
She packed a small suitcase, slipped on her black tracksuit bottoms over her pale but toned legs before pulling a white vest over her perky, bra-cladded breasts, topping it off with an oversized, grey hooded top. She tied her mousey brown hair in a pony tail before slipping her size 4 bare feet into her comfy Ugg boots and taking a seat on her sofa, awaiting the arrival of her parents.
Within moments of sitting down, a black SUV pulled up outside, tooting its horn. Beth gleefully jumped up, grabbing her suitcase and heading out of the door, locking it behind her. Rob was stood by the car, in his jeans and t-shirt. He took her suitcase off her and tossed it into the boot as Beth jumped into the back of the car. Beth had always had a good relationship with her parents, she would go on nights out with her mum and regularly go to the gym with her dad. Suzi turned around from the front seat, pulled her big sunglasses down off her beautiful face, flicked her blonde hair behind her ears and smiled at Beth.
“Excited to get away?” Suzi asked.
“You bet” Beth responded with excitement.
Rob climbed back into the car.
“Could you have bought a tighter t-shirt?” Beth mocked to her dad.
“When you are built like this, you need to show it off” Rob joked back, tensing his bicep.
“Oh Dad” Beth replied shaking her head. “You better not embarrass me this weekend”.
They all chuckled before Rob started the car and drove away. Both Beth and Suzi fell asleep in the car almost instantly.
“Wake up, you two. We are here” Rob said abruptly.
Suzi and Beth stirred before slowly opening their eyes.
“Thanks for the company on the drive” Rob said rolling his eyes.
Beth focused her eyes on the lovely countryside cottage as Rob drove down the driveway. The smile was wiped off her face as she took her phone out of her bag, no signal whatsoever.
“This place better have good wifi” she scoffed.
“Nope” Suzi replied with a grin. “We are all having a weekend away without social media. You need it Beth”.
“Are you being serious?” Beth questioned.
“You don’t need the internet to enjoy yourself honey” Rob replied.
“Fine” Beth scolded, rolling her eyes.
The three of them climbed out the car, Rob went to the key safe and opened it, pulling out the keys for the cottage. He opened the front door to the cottage revealing the vintage but clean décor. The three walked inside, admiring the quirky living room. Beth looked around before turning back to her parents.
“Not even a T.V? How are we supposed to enjoy ourselves here” she said disappointingly.
Rob smiled before opening the blinds to the sliding doors at the back of the living room. Beth’s face dropped as she stared out over the countryside landscape.
“It gets better” Rob said with a smile as he pointed towards the BBQ and hot tub.
“Okay, I will admit it, I was wrong” Beth said with a smile.
Rob disappeared to the car to retrieve the bags whilst Beth and her mum looked around the cottage.
“What do you think is through there?” Beth said, pointing at a door with a ‘Private’ sign on it.
Suzi shrugged her shoulders. “Looks like a basement, probably where they keep the maintenance stuff”.
Rob returned with the bags as they all took their own ones upstairs to unpack. The bedrooms were basic, wooden bedframes, a couple of wardrobes and bedside tables but not much else. They all quickly returned to the living room, wearing their swim suits and flip flops.
“Looks like you had the same plan as me and your mum” Rob joked to Beth.
“Well, I did come here to relax” Beth smiled back as she opened the sliding door, heading outside to the already heated hot tub.
“Rob, make yourself useful and crack open the champagne” Suzi joked to Rob as she headed outside and climbed into the tub to join her daughter, sitting to her side.
Rob returned a few minutes later with a bottle of champagne and three glasses. Placing them on the table next to the hot tub.
“Room for a little one” he joked before jumping in opposite the pair, splashing Beth and Suzi.
“Typical man” Suzi joked.
“Don’t you start” Rob said with a smile before grabbing Suzi’s ankle under the water.
“NO, ROB, DON’T AHAHAHAHAHA” she laughed as Rob tickled her foot beneath the water.
“Get a room” Beth mocked.
“Do you want to be tickled as well?” Rob responded.
“NO!” Beth scolded, pulling her feet away from Rob.
Rob laughed before putting down Suzi’s foot, reaching over to the champagne and pouring it into the three glasses.
Hour after hour passed as the three drank champagne in the hot tub, watching the sun go down in the distance. The bubbles from the tub and the alcohol took their effect on them as they all grew tired.
“I think I’m going to call it a night” Beth said with a yawn, giving her mum a kiss on the cheek before giving her dad a hug. “Thanks for this”.
“We won’t be far behind you” Suzi smiled as Beth climbed out, covering herself up with a towel before heading inside.
Beth awoke slowly, her head pounding as her eyes opened up, met by the bright, blinding lights in the room. She tried to move but couldn’t. As her eyes adjusted to the light levels, a look of horror came over her face as she realised that she was not in her bed, not even in her bedroom. She was trapped inside a white, padded room. She tried to move again to no avail, her arms tightly wrapped around her body. Looking down, she saw herself tied in a straight-jacket, she was sat on a chair with extra straps pinning her back against the backrest. Her thighs strapped down to the elongated seat with her pale legs stretched out, disappearing just above the ankles into two circle cut outs of thick, wooden panel. She tried to move her feet in a panicked frenzy but couldn’t, she couldn’t even wriggle her toes as they were each pinned back again the wood.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON?” she screamed. “HEELLLPPPPPP!!!”.
A few minutes of her struggling and screaming for help passed with no answer, her echoed calls bounced around the room. A whirring noise caught Beth’s attention as she saw a TV screen lowering from the ceiling against the wall in front of her. She stared nervously and silently at the screen as it turned on, showing nothing more than a blank, bright screen.
Beth’s head shot to the left upon hearing a clicking noise, she looked on nervously as a door built inside the padded wall opened, revealing a tall brunette woman wearing a black jumpsuit and holding a clipboard.
“WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?” Beth scolded. “LET ME GO NOW”.
The clicking from the woman’s black, leather, high heeled boots filled the room as she approached Beth, glaring evilly at her.
“Welcome Beth” the woman said softly.
“WELCOME? ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS” Beth shouted back. “LET ME FUCKING GO”.
The woman smiled wickedly before looking at her clipboard briefly, returning her eyes back to Beth. “You will be allowed to go, IF, you answer all the questions correctly” she said.
“Questions?” Beth said confused. “Is this some sort of sick game for you?”.
“Not at all” the woman smiled. “It did say on the listing for the cottage that there would be a daily quiz, with a twist”.
“Quiz? Twist?” Beth said still struggling against her straight jacket. “Where are my parents?”
“You’re Father signed the documents, the quiz is mandatory. As for the twist, you will find out soon enough” the woman smiled back. “Now, your parents” the woman said, clicking a remote at the TV screen.
The picture focused slowly, revealing Rob and Suzi, tied in their underwear to adjacent tables. Both blindfolded and gagged with their arms tied above their heads and ankles tied together at the other end. Multiple straps on their knees, hips and elbows pinned them to the table.
“W-W-What are you going to do to them?” Beth stuttered.
“That’s the twist” the woman mocked. “Their torment is based on the outcome of your quiz”.
Beth started to panic. “MUM, DAD, HEEEEELPPPPPP” she screamed.
“Don’t be so silly, they can’t hear you” the woman mocked again.
Beth glared at the woman as she put her clipboard underneath her arm and admired her long, red fingernails before walking towards the wooden divider, separating Beth’s feet from her. She placed the clipboard on top of the wooden divider before looking back at Beth’s face.
“Such small feet” the woman said softly, glancing back at the other side of the wooden divider.
“So?” Beth said back confused.
“I couldn’t help noticing those little toes twitching when we ran the string in between them to tie them back” she said, turning her attention back to Beth’s feet. “I don’t suppose they are ticklish?”
“No, please, don’t” Beth said wide eyed as the woman crouched down being the wooden divider.
Electricity shot up her body from her feet as the woman dragged a single nail slowly down Beth’s right foot.
“Hehehe Stop hehehehehe” Beth giggled.
The woman increased the intensity and scattered her nails across her right sole.
“AAhahahahahahaha Staahahahahaaapppp ahahahahaha” Beth laughed a bit harder.
“I wonder what would happen if I tickle both of your cute feet at the same time” the woman mocked before digging both sets of her nails into Beth’s bound soles.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAHAHAHAHAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAA PLEEHEHEHEHEHEHEEASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth screamed with laughter, her head bouncing from side to side.
Finally the woman stopped and stood up. “There is the twist” she laughed.
“S-S-So you are going to tickle my feet?” Beth panted out. “How am I meant to answer the questions if I’m laughing?”
The woman pointed back to the screen before clicking a button on the remote. The screen divided into 4 panels. The top left displaying an image from above Suzi’s bound body, the top right showing the image above her dad, Rob’s body. The bottom left focused in on Suzi’s bound size 6 pedicured feet and the bottom right on Rob’s soft, size 10 soles.
“I don’t suppose your parents are as ticklish as you, are they?” the woman asked with a grin.
Beth’s expression changed to fear, knowing just how ticklish both of her parents were from their many tickle fights.
“I will take that as a yes then” the woman laughed.
“Please don’t, just let us go” Beth said with a whimper.
“You better get the answers correct then” the woman snapped back. “You have to get 5 questions correct in a row before you are freed. Your first wrong answer, starts the tickling of your Mum’s upper body, the second incorrect answer, your dad’s. Third and fourth start the tickling of their feet”.
“So-so why am I tied up?” Beth asked nervously.
“If you get a fifth answer incorrect, I tickle you!” the woman laughed.
Beth gulped nervously as she watched 4 masked figures enter the room containing her parents, one each positioned by their torso’s and one at each of their feet. She turned her attention back to the woman stood near her feet.
“W-what if I keep getting them wrong?” she asked nervously, knowing that it was a strong possibility.
“We have many tools and techniques to use to tickle torture the three of you” the woman replied with an evil grin. “After all, you are here for the long weekend. I’m sure you will get 5 straight answers correct by then”.
The woman bent down and began stroking Beth’s tiny feet, even that caused her to wriggle and squirm in her chair.
“Shall we begin?” The woman asked, standing up from Beth’s feet, staring into her worried eyes.
Beth gulped nervously and nodded as the woman looked at her clipboard, still balanced on top of the stocks trapping Beth’s feet.
“In what city is the Eiffel Tower situated?” she asked abruptly.
“PARIS” Beth quickly snapped back as the woman smiled and nodded.
“What is 12 multiplied by 12?” The woman asked.
“Ummm” Beth paused, maths was never her strong point. “One hundred and forty-four?
“Well done” the woman mocked.
“What year was the battle of Hastings?”
“1066” Beth replied, cockily.
“You’re on a roll” the woman smiled. “What is the most common spoken language in Brazil?”
Beth was stumped. “Ermmmm”
“Time is ticking” the woman replied.
Beth tried to scan her brain for the answer, not focusing on the woman in front of her who had now started slowly bending down.
“Errrrmm Hahahahahahahaha” she started to giggle as the woman danced her nails across her stretched right sole. “Hahahahahahaha Brazilian ahahahahahaha” Beth called out through laughter.
The woman pointed at the TV screen as Beth watched the masked figure next to her mum started to tickle her sides and stomach. Suzi’s head bouncing from side to side as the figure tickled her bare, exposed stomach. The only saving grace for Beth was that she couldn’t hear the muffled cries of laughter.
“Question 1. Who was the last winner of the FIFA World Cup?” the woman said with a grin.
“I don’t fucking know sports” Beth snapped back.
“Just have a guess” the woman said as she bent down and began scribbling her nails across Beth’s right sole.
“AHAHAHA STAHAHAHAHAPPP AHAHAHAHA I DON’T AHAHAHA KNOW AHAHAHA GERMANY” Beth cackled back.
“Incorrect” the woman smiled as Beth looked up at the screen to see the figure next to her dad begin to torment his sides and stomach. He was quickly suffering as much as Suzi as his head thrashed from side to side. Both the parents being tickle tortured on their upper bodies.
“You know what another incorrect answer mean for your mum?” The woman joked. Beth just nodded, staring at her parents being tormented.
“Question 1, AGAIN” the woman joked. “Who had a hit single with ‘Wannabe’?”
“Spice girls” Beth quickly answered, not taking her eyes off her parents.
“How many hours are there in a week?” the woman said with a grin, knowing that Beth struggled with her sums.
“Errmmmm” Beth paused again, trying to add up in her head.
“Let me help you with that” the woman smiled before lightly tickling her soles again.
“AHAHAHAHAHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAHAAPP AHAHAHAHAHAHA. I-I-I CAN’T THINK AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth screamed with laughter.
“Time is nearly up” the woman mocked, digging into Beth’s soles a little harder.
“AHAHAHAHAHA 172 HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Beth cried.
“Oooo, so close, 168” the woman mocked as Beth’s eyes watched the bottom left screen. A pair of hands drew closer to her mum’s size 6 soles before dancing over them. Suzi instantly scrunched her feet up as her wrinkled soles were tortured. The pair of hands at her feet grabbed her toes, pulling them back, exposing her arches as their free hand danced all over them. Beth saw her Mum’s head thrash harder and faster from side to side.
“Aww, if only you could hear her cries” the woman mocked. “Oh wait, you can” she said with a grin as she turned up the volume on the TV. Suzi’s muffled screams filled the room, overpowering Rob’s deep, laughterous chuckling.
“Turn it off, please” Beth begged.
“Very well” the woman replied, muting the TV. “You’re struggling to concentrate as it is. I wonder if we will find out if your dad’s feet are as ticklish as yours and your mothers?”
Beth scowled at the woman.
“Let’s start again. Who discovered America?” the woman asked.
Beth’s mind went blank, she froze in fear, staring at the screen of her parents both wriggling around in ticklish agony.
“Time’s ticking” the woman said, tapping the top of the stocks with her nails.
“I cant think” Beth said in a panic as the woman crouched down. Beth clenched her mouth shut as she felt the slow, torturous fingernails glide over her tiny soles. “AHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she burst out laughing as the woman’s fingernails increased in speed. “AHAHAHAHAHAHA I-I-I CaAAHAHAHAHAHAHANTTT REMEMBER AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”.
The woman removed her nails from Beth’s tingling feet as Beth turned back towards the screen to see the pair of hands dig into her dad’s large but soft feet. His feet scrunched and wriggled around frantically as the fingernails explored the whole of his soles.
“J-J-Just turn it off” Beth begged as she turned away from the screen.
“I’m not prepared to do that” the woman replied. “But, I will make a deal with you”.
“What sort of deal?” Beth replied quickly.
“One more question, get it right, you can all be freed. Get it wrong, you’re family are punished for twice as long”.
Beth thought for a few seconds. “Deal” she said nervously.
The woman smiled before searching through the papers on her clipboard. “Here we go, I have a nice question for you?”
Beth rolled her eyes.
“In what year was the first Superbowl?” she said with a smile.
“ARE YOU TAKING THE PISS!” Beth scolded back.
“Shall I just start tickling your soft, dainty feet now?” the woman replied with a smile.
“Erm, I don’t know, 1927?” Beth hastily replied.
The woman stared at her, completely shocked.
“Did I get it?” Beth said with a little amount of joy.
“NO” the woman snapped back before crouching down and digging both sets of fingernails into her feet.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA” Beth screamed, her head thrashing from side to side.
“Let’s see how ticklish these little piggies are?” the woman mocked before scratching her nails over Beth’s tiny toes.
“NOOOOHOHHHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as the woman’s pointy nails glided with ease over her bound toes.
Her hands glided up and down Beth’s soles for minute after minute as she screamed in ticklish agony, her face turning a bright shade of pink, tears rolling down her cheeks.
The woman finally stopped before turning the volume up on the TV. The sound of her parents muffled screams of laughter filled the room as their bodies were tortured. Beth watched on in horror as the masked figures at her parents feet stood up and moved over to her parents armpits, digging their nails in. Both parents blindfolded, gagged heads shaking from side to side violently as they laughed. Beth clamped her eyes shut and tried to drown out the laughter.
“No you don’t” the woman said before dancing her fingers back over Beth’s feet.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEAASSEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
“Well, watch your parents then” the woman said with a smile.
Beth regained her breath and tried to compose herself before opening her eyes. The figures tickling their stomachs moved down to their feet, but instead of tickling them, they were massaging them, coating them in a layer of baby oil. Next the two tickling their armpits moved down to their feet and began tying their big toes together. Beth looked up at her parents faces, both panting for breath, they were exhausted.
She moved her gaze back down to the bottom images, both of her parents big toes had been bound together, their toes being forced back and the end of the string being secured to the straps around their ankles, stretching out their feet and exposing all of their soles. Neither parent put up much of a struggle as the figures finished immobilising their feet.
A red glow appeared on their soles, Beth looked in confusion at the woman still stood over her.
“W-What are they doing to my family?” She asked.
“Heating their feet of course” the woman replied with a smile. “The baby oil and heat will stimulate their nerve endings even more than before”.
“You psychopath” Beth scoffed abruptly.
“It’s your turn now” the woman grinned before crouching down behind the stocks again.
Beth felt the cool liquid being applied to her sweaty, aching feet before it was rubbed in. Every part of her tiny soles being coated with special attention being paid to her toes. Then the warmth of the heater below hit her. Instantly she tried to scrunch her toes but couldn’t.
“See you in 5 minutes” the woman grinned, standing up and making her way back out of the door in the padded wall.
Beth watched her parents slowly wriggling their heads as the heat intensified, their feet slightly twitching as the heat grew stronger as their feet became more sensitive to the increase in temperature.
Finally, the figures re-entered the room with her parents. They walked towards the foot of the tables and turned off the heaters. The red glow, disappearing slowly from Suzi and Rob’s feet. Four long, stiff looking feathers were displayed in front of the camera’s covering their feet before they slowly drew closer to their soles. Two feathers struck down on each of the four bound soles, one on each arch and the other on the toes. Beth watched on in horror as the feather glided over her parents feet, their toes slightly shaking from side to side as they tried to scrunch up their toes with no success. The speakers in Beth’s room pumped out the muffled giggling for both Rob and Suzi. Beth looked up at the top screen showing her parents blindfolded and gagged faces rocking from side to side as they laughed.
Beth winced at the slow pain of the heater below her feet as the heat was getting too much to bare, luckily, the woman re-entered the room holding a small bag. She walked towards Beth’s feet, the clicking of her heels on the floor echoed around, on top of her parents muffled laughter. Switching the heater off, she stood up with a grin.
“Can you see just how ticklish your parents are now?” The woman asked, turning down the volume on the TV.
Beth gulped and nodded slowly.
“Let’s see how the treatment has affected your cute feet” she said with a smile, waving 2 feathers at Beth, having retrieved them from her small bag.
“NO, WAIT, PLEASE” Beth begged, but it was too late. She felt a feather drag across the centre of each arch. “Noooo AHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHHAHAHAHAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA” she cackled as the newly intensified sensitivity of her feet sent shockwaves all over her body.
Beth laughed on and on as the feathers glided across her soft, bound soles, finally hitting each set of tied toes. “AAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed as the feathers twisted and twirled around her toes.
Finally, the woman let Beth regain her breath as she rummaged around in her bag. Beth looked back at the screen to see one of the masked figures from each set of feet move towards her parents upper bodies before digging their hands into Rob and Suzi’s armpits. Both parents violently shaking their heads from side to side as they exploded with laughter. The figures at their feet had moved away from the feathers and were back using their fingernails to torment both sets of bound feet.
“I’ve got something special for you” the woman spoke. “Considering you failed your parents, I have an extra treatment for you”.
Beth sat silently, afraid of what was to come as she glanced back at her parents predicament. A whirring, vibrating noise filled her room, coming from near her feet. She couldn’t see what it was and dreaded to think about what it could be. Finally it hit her.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA, STAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA” she erupted in laughter as something severely ticklish moved around each foot, moving from her heels, up her arches to the balls of her feet and back down.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLLEEEHEHEHEHEHEAASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAA” she begged through laughter as the torture continued.
After a few breathless minutes of screaming with laughter, the woman stopped and stood up. Beth, panting, glared at her.
“That was only one electric toothbrush on each sole” the woman said softly, showing Beth the toothbrushes. “Are you ready for your special punishment?”
“That wasn’t it!” Beth said surprised.
“Not even close” the woman smiled before taking something out of her bag. “Size 4 are you?”
Beth didn’t bite, she just watched the woman crouched down behind the stocks, a clicking noise, like a crank could be heard as she finally stood up, lifting a metal object up in the shape of a foot, with a couple of thin straps on it. Beth noticed a hole of the bottom, two holes above that and three holes at the top of the metal, foot shaped object. The woman placed the cold metal against Beth’s right foot before placing a strap behind her toes and another over her heel. She did this for her left foot as well before standing up and placing her bag on top of the stocks. Beth watched in horror as the woman laid out 12 electric toothbrushes on top of the stocks.
“Did you notice the holes in the foot restraint?” The woman said with a grin. Beth nodded, slowly. “Well, each of these toothbrushes fit into the holes, so the bristles just touch your sensitive skin. One on each heel, two on each arch and 3 on each set of toes”.
“No, please don’t, I will do anything” Beth begged as the woman began clicking the toothbrushes into place. The slight movement of the bristles on her skin already had her wincing.
One by one the toothbrushes turned on, Beth threw her head back against the backrest of the chair as if she was hit with an electric shock.
“AAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHA” she screamed with laughter.
Silently, the woman stood up “Either, the toothbrushes run out of charge, or you do” the woman laughed as she left the room, leaving Beth crying with ticklish laughter, over and over again. The bristles torturing both of her bound feet as they rotated and spun.
She laughed and laughed as her voice grew horse before slowly everything went dark as the air was sucked from her lungs, Beth’s body passed out.
