DAY 1
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DAY 2
Beth slowly stirred, as her mind began to focus, she awoke abruptly, instantly sitting up in bed. She scanned the dark room, it was her bedroom. She leaned over to the bedside table, retrieving her phone, 05:47 shone on the screen. She threw her head back to the pillow, ‘it was just a nightmare’ she thought to herself. She tried to drift back off to sleep but the thought of her nightmare kept her awake, her soles tingling from the thought of being tickled. She yawned, her jaw was stiff, ‘had it been a dream or was her jaw aching from the forced laughter?’ she thought. She decided to check on her parents, climbing out of bed and creeping down the creaky corridor to their room.
Pushing open the door, a sense of relief came across her as she saw them both soundly sleeping in their bed. As she went to turn back, she noticed her mum’s toes sticking out from under the duvet, ‘she always sleeps with socks on’ Beth thought. She moved towards the bed to investigate whether her sock had come off in her sleep or not. Lifting the duvet slightly back, she exposed her mum’s wrinkled size 6 bare foot, not a sock in sight. Beth placed her finger tips down on her mum’s wrinkled arch, it was still warm. Suzi’s foot twitched in her sleep as Beth’s fingertips slightly tickled it.
She thought about waking them but she didn’t want to be an adult who still cried to her mum over a nightmare. She creeped back to bed and climbed in, cuddling her pillow for the next hour, before hearing her dad’s voice.
“Either that hot tub or that champagne gave me an awful nights sleep, my body is killing me” he said
“Me too” Suzi replied. “You will never believe the nightmare I had, I was being tickled all over but I couldn’t move, see or scream”.
“That’s the same dream I had” Rob replied in a concerned tone.
“Weird” Suzi replied. “Hey, did you take my socks off?”
“No” Rob answered immediately.
“IT WASN’T A DREAM” Beth shouted from her room as she leapt out of bed, running down the corridor to her parents room, jumping on the bed.
“Don’t be silly Beth” Suzi said.
“I was tied in a straight-jacket with my feet locked in some sort of medieval stocks, a woman in a jumpsuit in dark hair started asking me questions, saying that Dad signed up for a quiz, whenever I got one wrong, you two were tickled, then I was tickled” Beth blurted out.
“We must have had one of those group dreams” Rob said, trying to shake off the idea.
“We didn’t” Beth said again. “You two were tied up on tables, blindfolded and gagged, they tickled your stomachs then feet. I saw it on the TV in my room whilst the woman was tickling me”.
“Beth, you’re scaring me” Suzi said with a panicked expression.
“LOOK” Beth shouted, pulling back to duvet exposing her parents feet. She scattered her fingernails across both of their arches.
“EEEKKKKK” Suzi squealed as both her and Rob retracted their feet away from Beth’s hands.
“Did that not tickle more than it normally would?” Beth said. “They rubbed oil into our feet and heated them, making them more ticklish”.
“She is right” Suzi said with a scared look on her face.
“Let’s not stay here to find out” Rob said abruptly, jumping out of bed.
The three off them put on their clothes, packed their bags and headed downstairs. Rob tried to open the front door, but it was double locked.
“Out the back” he called.
They hurried to the sliding doors, only to find them locked as well. A hissing noise started in the room as the three of them turned around in a panic, only to see the room becoming filled with a thick smoke. Within seconds, they all felt groggy, before falling to the floor one, quickly followed by the other.
Slowly, one by one, the family awoke to be met by darkness, they were all tied, blindfolded and gagged. Their muffled protests filled the room as they all struggled against their bondage. The lock on a door clicked open and the sounds of multiple high heeled shoes could be heard, walking across the room, settling in the centre of the room. One set of footsteps then approached Rob, his eyes blinded by the light as his blindfold was removed from him. In front of him stood a tall brunette woman, in her early fifties, dressed in a black jumpsuit as Beth had previously described. His eyes wandered beyond her to the line of 4 other females, dressed also in black jumpsuits but their faces covered by white china doll masks.
His eyes scanned beyond the wall of masked women to his wife and daughter, both strapped to a wooden beam, a few feet apart from each other. Their wrists tied together and extended above their heads, straps securing their elbows to each beam. Their blindfolded and gagged faces white with fear. The women in front of him parted allowing him to see his family members both topless, their stomachs tensed from the stretched position. A strap around each of their waists and another around their knees. Their bare feet bound together by their ankles, hovering two foot from the floor, their heels balancing on a small ledge, exposing half of their arches and toes to the drop below them.
“MMPPPPHHHH” Rob protested into his gag upon seeing the half-naked, bound bodies, tied and exposed.
He tried to free his arms from above him again but couldn’t. Looking up, he saw his arms extending into a glass box, his wrists locked in place by a large padlock. He glanced down to see a strap pinning his naked torso to the beam behind him, his legs spread and his weight supported by his knees, strapped down by his calves to a thin bench for each leg. His ankles bound at the end of each thin bench, leaving his feet dangling off the end. He took a deep breath before looking up and staring at the unmasked woman in front of him.
“I suppose you all want to know who we are and what we want?” the woman spoke.
“MMPPPHHHHH” the three shouted into their gags.
“Well we are a select group of individuals who like to find ways of pushing people to their limits” the woman said commandingly. “Think of it as the ‘SAW’ films, but without the pain, blood and death” she chuckled. “We expose people’s weaknesses and push them to complete tasks for their freedom”.
“MMMPPPHHHHHHHH” they all protested again.
“We watched you three on your first night in the hot tub. When you tickled your wife’s feet and threatened your daughter with the same, we thought, there is something we haven’t done before” she said. “Last night’s tickling torture, based on your daughters failure to answer some routine general knowledge questions produced some good responses”.
“Therefore, we decided, as a team, that it is your turn today Rob” she smiled. “Your task is simple, find the key to unlock the padlock and you will all be granted freedom. Failure will result in a penalty, more ticklish than last night. Got it?”
Rob nodded.
“To make things harder for you, there will be multiple keys in the box above you, only one unlocks the padlock. Oh, I almost forgot, you will have the added distraction of your wife and daughter being tickled in front of you, by what we like to call, ‘the carwash’”, the woman instructed, clicking a remote button.
The ground began vibrating as a large panel underneath Beth and Suzi retracted. Rob’s face turned white as three long, bristle clad poles extended up, one either side of them and the other in front. The bristle covered poles ran from their bound knees, up to their armpits. The pole at the front stopped just short of their perky breasts. Both Beth and Suzi winced and wriggled and the bristles stroked against their skin as they rose before stopping.
“Every 10 minutes, the poles will spin quicker, tickling them even more. If you go past 30 minutes, a new roller will come into play, but that can be a surprise” the woman said with a grin as she was handed a plastic tub from one of the other women.
The tub clanked and jangled as the woman approached Rob, climbing a small ladder and pouring hundreds of keys into the clear box above Rob. Rob looked up at the keys surrounding his wrists before looking back at the women, all now approaching him and surrounding him.
“Oh, one more thing, you are going to be tickled as well” she laughed. “Can’t make it too easy now can we?”
Rob tried to stay focused on the task, as unfair as it sounded, he knew it was their only way out. He glanced at his wife and daughter struggling against the ropes that pinned their bodies to the beam.
“Let’s get this started” the woman said abruptly as she clicked her remote. A single beep filled the room as the bristle covered poles began to rotate. Both Suzi and Beth began to protest louder into their gags as the bristles stroked slowly over their legs and upper bodies. Their protests turned into muffled giggles as the bristles glided across their ticklish sides, ribs, stomach, underarms and legs.
Rob quickly formulated a plan and began flicking all off the keys from the right of the box onto the left side, giving him the chance to form a rejected pile of keys that he wouldn’t have to use again. He grasped his first key in his right hand before grasping the padlock with his left, just before he went to insert it, he felt the long nails of one of the women behind him, slowly stroking her nails over his exposed ribs.
He bit down on his gag as he tried to supress the giggles escaping, his hands shaking as he fiddled with the lock. A second woman moved towards him and began dancing her fingernails over his armpits as he shook from side to side, trying to bounce the nails off him.
“Let’s take that gag out” the lead woman said. “I want to hear you laugh”.
A third woman untied the buckle and removed his gag.
“FUCK YOUUUU hehehehehehehehe” Rob giggled as the intensity picked up from the two women tickling his ribs and armpits.
He tossed the key to the right side once discovering that it wouldn’t fit before grasping another key, still keeping his left hand on the padlock. The women’s nails still gliding softly over his ribs and armpits as a third woman moved in, tickling his stomach.
“Hahahahahahaa Stoohohohohopppp ahahahahaha” Rob laughed as he tried to concentrate on his task, his body swaying from side to side in reaction to the light tickles.
Key after key was tossed to the side as he became frustrated, trying to keep his focus above him, not on his wife and daughter’s muffled laughter from the other side of the room. A forth woman moved in and began scattering her nails up and down his thighs as he wriggled around, still maintaining the control of his hands.
The women picked up speed with their fingers.
“AAAhahahahahaha, nooottt thereeeehehehehehehe ahahahahahahaha” Rob giggled as the woman at his legs circled her nails over his hips.
Rob dropped the key for the first time as he tried to put it in the lock. His hands flailed around in the box as he tried to pull them free, the light tickling was already clouding his abilities to stay focused. He shut his eyes to try to compose himself before grabbing another key, not noticing the fifth woman move around the back off him, kneeling down by his feet.
Another few keys were tossed to the side before a lightning bolt of ticklish agony shot up his body from his feet.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed, shaking his feet from side to side trying to escape the tickles. The five women dancing and stroking his bare skin with their fingernails as he continued to laugh whilst sorting the keys above him.
A loud beep filled the room.
“Ten minutes Rob” the lead woman said in front of him. “You know what that means”.
Rob glanced across the room as the bristles began to spin faster.
“MMMPPHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAMMPPPHHHHHHH” both women screamed into their gags as the ticklish sensation grew across their body.
Rob tried to focus again, trying another few keys before the women dug into his skin harder.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA STOOHOHOHOHOOP TICKLING MEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob laughed as he dropped a few keys. His hands and finger wriggling around in the box above him, unable to keep a grasp of the keys.
“You can end this now if you agree to two hours of tickling for all of you” the woman attempted to reason with him.
“NOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO” Rob laughed as he struggled on with the keys. Listening to the loud muffled laughter from across the room.
The woman at his armpits dug in deep and scratched her nails over his hairy, sweaty armpits.
“AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAAAAPPPPP AHAHHAHAHHAHA” Rob screamed out, dropping another set of keys.
Next the woman at his ribs pinched and prodded his skin as he thrashed from side to side, unable to shake her off. The woman at his stomach danced her nails quicker and quicker over his stomach, before digging one nails into his belly button.
“AAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEAAASSEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob squealed.
The woman at his legs moved around the back of him to join the one at his feet, they both grasped a big toe in their left hands before pushing his toes back.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPPP HOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob exploded into a fit of laughter as the two women scribbled their free hands over his large, soft soles.
The lead woman walked over the room to Suzi, taking the gag out of her mouth.
“AHAHAHA ROOOBBBBB AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAAKE THEM STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPP” she screamed as the bristles stroked across her sensitive skin.
Rob tried to concentrate again, trying another few keys and dropping countless keys as each woman hit a different sensitive point on his body.
Another beep filled the room as the women stopped tickling Rob. He quickly used this time to try a few keys whilst getting some much needed air.
“NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA” Suzi screamed from across the room as the bristles spun quicker. “NNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHATTTT MY BREASTSSSSS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”.
Rob looked up to see the centre bristle cover pole raise slightly on both his wife and daughter, its bristles covering their breasts and nipples. He shut out their cries as he went back to the keys.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOHHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed as the women all started back up, torturing his skin. He lost all ability to control his fingers, dropping the padlock and keys. “I-I-I CAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAANNNTT DOOOO ITT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed.
“Do you want to quit?” the woman asked.
“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob screamed.
The woman clicked the remote for the bristles, bringing them to a halt and poles retracting back into the floor. The five women all stopped tickling him and walked back to the centre of the room. Rob hung his head defeatedly.
“Rob” the lead woman said softly. “Move the keys away from the centre of the box and look up”.
Rob glared at her before moving the keys and staring up. The pink colour of his face drained instantly as he saw a single key, suspended by a piece of string, just above his fingers.
“That key would have led to your freedom” she said, positioning the small ladder and climbing up, removing the key before he could get it.
“You fucking bitch” he muttered as he glared at her as she climbed back down.
“Now ladies, what have we learnt about Rob?” She asked.
“He is just as weak as his daughter” one of the masked women said.
“And what about Suzi and Beth?” She asked. This was met by silence.
“They both have extremely ticklish tits” she said, rolling her eyes. “We will use this to our advantage”. She turned back to Rob, “You will now watch us tickle your daughter and wife until they pass out, then it’s your turn. If you look away or close your eyes, we will get you ten times worse than you could ever imagine. GOT IT?”
Rob nodded slowly, still glaring at the women in front of him.
“PLEASE, DON’T” Suzi begged, shaking her head from side to side.
“Ladies, I want to hear less complaining, more laughter” the woman said as the 5 women approached the bound females, one behind each of them with their hands positioned ready to attack their vulnerable armpits. Another in front of each to target their bellies and sides and the final one stood in the middle of the two, crouched down, with each hand positioned to tickle their legs.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi screamed as the tickling started.
Beth’s muffled screams of laughter drowned out by her mum’s cries. Both women’s head rolling around with laughter as the women tortured their sensitive bodies. Rob stared in disbelief at his daughter and wife as their cheeks turned pink.
The minutes ticked by as Suzi and Beth screamed with laughter, Rob looked away briefly before closing his eyes.
“EYES FORWARD” the woman commanded.
Rob looked back at the torment his family were receiving at his expense. 25 pointy nails scribbling over there skin as their heads bounced and bobbed around.
“PLEASE STOP IT” Rob called out.
The woman smiled back evilly as her minions continued to torture Beth and Suzi.
“LEAVE THEM ALONE, I FUCKED UP, NOT THEM” Rob called back.
“Would you like us to stop tickling their legs, sides, stomachs and armpits?” The woman said with a grin.
“YES” Rob screamed out.
“You heard him ladies” the woman said as the 5 women stopped their tickling, giving Suzi and Beth a few moments of peace.
“GET THEIR TITS” she called out.
One woman took control of each of their breasts, scribbling their ten fingernails over the bouncy breasts.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAATTTT THHEEERREEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi screamed as her breasts bounced up and down.
Beth’s cheeks turned bright red as she screamed into her gag. Her small but perky breasts barely moving as she laughed heavily into her gag. The final woman stood back before walking over to the leader.
“Shall I measure him up for the shoes?” she asked.
“W-W-What shoes?” Rob replied in fear.
“Didn’t your daughter tell you?” she replied with a grin.
Rob stared in fear at her as she walked to her bag before removing the two metal shoe plates with holes.
“I will let you find out about these soon” she winked as she handed them over to the other woman.
Rob watched her walk around him before pressing one of the shoes plates against his bare foot. He stretched his toes and curled them as the coldness from the metal sent a shiver up his spine. I few loud clicks later, he felt the cold metal on his toes.
“Size 10” the woman called from behind him, “Much bigger than his pathetic daughter”.
Rob heard the other being clicked to the correct size before feeling the cold metal on his other foot. The shoe plates were then strapped to his feet before the woman reappeared from behind him. Rob moved his attention back to his wife and daughter, still screaming in ticklish agony as their breasts were exploited.
“Please stop tickling their breasts” he begged.
“You heard him ladies” the woman called out as all four women walked back to the centre of the room, leaving a gap in the middle so Rob could see his wife and daughter panting for breath as they remained tired and bound.
“Just tickle me, let them go” Rob said softly.
“Umm, not yet” the woman replied, clicking her remote.
The floor parted underneath the two bound women as a single horizontal, bristle covered roller rose, stopping just under their feet. It began to spin.
“NO, Don’t tickle their feet, they have had enough” Rob called out.
His call sent a shiver up both Suzi and Beth’s spine as they began to shake their tired heads in protest. The rollers began to spin, before slowly moving up to their arches and toes, hanging off the end of the platform.
“AAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi called out as the roller hit her feet, bristles spinning in between her sensitive toes.
Beth’s face instantly shook from side to side as she laughed into her gag as her feet were tortured. Rob watched on in fear as slowly the air was sucked from Suzi’s lungs, her laughter became silent as she wriggled around before her head hung motionless, passed out.
“One down, one to go” the woman joked as they all watched Beth’s pink face sway with each muffled cry that escaped. The setting was turned up on the roller as it span quicker.
“MMMMPPPHHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHH” Beth screamed into her gag.
A few minutes passed of her ticklish toes being tortured before she fell silent, head drooped.
“Move them into room 3” the woman called as the other 5 women untied Beth and Suzi, before carrying them out of the room.
She then focused her attention back to Rob, walking in front of him with a pair of scissors, dragging the tip slowly down from his chin, in between his pecs, across his stomach, stopping at his boxer shorts.
“You won’t be needing these” she said, carefully cutting the material on each leg so that the shorts fell off, onto the floor. With her other hand as slowly spider tickled his balls.
“Hey hehehe stop ehhehehehehe” he giggled.
She slowly tickled her way up to the shaft of his penis.
“Hahahahaha stoohohohohoooppp ahahahahahaha” he laughed and squirmed.
“Just as I had hoped” she replied before stopping the brief tickling. “Me and two others are going to tickle torture you within an inch of your life. Whilst the others keep your family company, to ensure no one tries to escape”.
Rob took a deep breath as the door opened. Two masked women entered holding a stiff turkey feather each.
“Are the others contained?” the unmasked woman asked.
“Yes boss, both strapped in the capsules with the lubrication set on a hour timer” one masked woman replied.
“Perfect” the woman replied, turning her attention back to Rob. “His cock is as ticklish as we had hoped”.
She took her bag and walked to the back of Rob, clipping the electric toothbrushes into the foot plates.
“Ready my dear” she joked.
Before Rob could answer, the toothbrushes activated, sending their bristles spinning and vibrating over his feet.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob instantly burst into laughter, trying to shake the plates off with no avail. He had never felt anything so ticklish before in his life as his body thrashed around against the beam.
The women passed their feathers to the unmasked woman before one of them sunk her fingernails into Rob’s sweaty pits.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed.
The next masked woman attacked his hips. His floppy cock bounced from side to side as his hips wriggled.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEEEAASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he pleaded.
The unmasked woman, lent back and watched Rob’s laughter escape his mouth, his cheeks turning pink and tears streaming down his face. This torture went on and on until Rob was completely breathless, about to pass out.
“That will do” the woman called as she turned the toothbrushes off. The women stepped back, leaving Rob panting for breath. Once his exhausted body regained a bit of life, they went back in, attacking his armpits, sides and stomach.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA” he screamed as their nails glided, prodded and poked their way around his sensitive upper body.
The lead woman turned the toothbrushes back on.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed again as the brushes tickled his heels, arches and toes.
They all took a step back, leaving Rob laughing as his large feet were tortured.
“Ready girls?” the woman asked before turning the brushes off. She knelt down in front of Rob’s cock, holding his limp cock with one hand and the two feathers with the other. The two girls positioned themselves with one ready to tickle his nipples and the other ready to tickle his bum. The lead woman started to glide the feathers up and down either side of his shaft whilst holding it in position.
Rob wriggled uncomfortably from the strokes of the feathers whilst trying to maintain his composure. The other two girls then started to slowly spider tickle his nipples and bum cheeks as Rob tried to stay tight lipped. A few giggles and squeals escaping his mouth as they continued to torment his sensitive areas.
All of a sudden his manhood started to grow, Rob looked down at his ever growing cock in embarrassment, much to the amusement of the three women who continued to play and tease his body. Once fully grown, the unmasked woman began twirling the tips of the feathers across the tip of his cock.
“Hehehehehhehehe pleeeeeaseee hehehehehehehe” Rob begged as he began to giggle uncontrollably.
The masked females picked up speed with their tickling.
“Hahahahahahaa doooonnnnttt hohohohohoho hahahahahahaha” Rob laughed, squirming to escape his tormentors.
The unmasked woman gripped his shaft firmly and started flicking the tip of his cock with the feathers as it began to glisten with pre-cum. Rob slowly got a strong urge flowing through his body, quickly he tried to prevent it, but it was too late. The feathers flicking his cock had aroused him too much as cum shot out of his manhood.
The three women looked at his embarrassed and ashamed face. Without any warning, the two masked women began tickling his sides, ribs and armpits again.
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he cried out as he thrashed from side to side.
“Can you feel that your body is more sensitive and ticklish now?” the unmasked woman mocked.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPP” he cried out.
Instead of listening to his cries of mercy, the woman turned the toothbrushes back on, sending ultra-ticklish shockwaves across his body from his feet.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed out.
Minute after minute of torture passed before everything went dark for Rob, his head hung down, his body limp. He was unconscious.
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DAY 2
Beth slowly stirred, as her mind began to focus, she awoke abruptly, instantly sitting up in bed. She scanned the dark room, it was her bedroom. She leaned over to the bedside table, retrieving her phone, 05:47 shone on the screen. She threw her head back to the pillow, ‘it was just a nightmare’ she thought to herself. She tried to drift back off to sleep but the thought of her nightmare kept her awake, her soles tingling from the thought of being tickled. She yawned, her jaw was stiff, ‘had it been a dream or was her jaw aching from the forced laughter?’ she thought. She decided to check on her parents, climbing out of bed and creeping down the creaky corridor to their room.
Pushing open the door, a sense of relief came across her as she saw them both soundly sleeping in their bed. As she went to turn back, she noticed her mum’s toes sticking out from under the duvet, ‘she always sleeps with socks on’ Beth thought. She moved towards the bed to investigate whether her sock had come off in her sleep or not. Lifting the duvet slightly back, she exposed her mum’s wrinkled size 6 bare foot, not a sock in sight. Beth placed her finger tips down on her mum’s wrinkled arch, it was still warm. Suzi’s foot twitched in her sleep as Beth’s fingertips slightly tickled it.
She thought about waking them but she didn’t want to be an adult who still cried to her mum over a nightmare. She creeped back to bed and climbed in, cuddling her pillow for the next hour, before hearing her dad’s voice.
“Either that hot tub or that champagne gave me an awful nights sleep, my body is killing me” he said
“Me too” Suzi replied. “You will never believe the nightmare I had, I was being tickled all over but I couldn’t move, see or scream”.
“That’s the same dream I had” Rob replied in a concerned tone.
“Weird” Suzi replied. “Hey, did you take my socks off?”
“No” Rob answered immediately.
“IT WASN’T A DREAM” Beth shouted from her room as she leapt out of bed, running down the corridor to her parents room, jumping on the bed.
“Don’t be silly Beth” Suzi said.
“I was tied in a straight-jacket with my feet locked in some sort of medieval stocks, a woman in a jumpsuit in dark hair started asking me questions, saying that Dad signed up for a quiz, whenever I got one wrong, you two were tickled, then I was tickled” Beth blurted out.
“We must have had one of those group dreams” Rob said, trying to shake off the idea.
“We didn’t” Beth said again. “You two were tied up on tables, blindfolded and gagged, they tickled your stomachs then feet. I saw it on the TV in my room whilst the woman was tickling me”.
“Beth, you’re scaring me” Suzi said with a panicked expression.
“LOOK” Beth shouted, pulling back to duvet exposing her parents feet. She scattered her fingernails across both of their arches.
“EEEKKKKK” Suzi squealed as both her and Rob retracted their feet away from Beth’s hands.
“Did that not tickle more than it normally would?” Beth said. “They rubbed oil into our feet and heated them, making them more ticklish”.
“She is right” Suzi said with a scared look on her face.
“Let’s not stay here to find out” Rob said abruptly, jumping out of bed.
The three off them put on their clothes, packed their bags and headed downstairs. Rob tried to open the front door, but it was double locked.
“Out the back” he called.
They hurried to the sliding doors, only to find them locked as well. A hissing noise started in the room as the three of them turned around in a panic, only to see the room becoming filled with a thick smoke. Within seconds, they all felt groggy, before falling to the floor one, quickly followed by the other.
Slowly, one by one, the family awoke to be met by darkness, they were all tied, blindfolded and gagged. Their muffled protests filled the room as they all struggled against their bondage. The lock on a door clicked open and the sounds of multiple high heeled shoes could be heard, walking across the room, settling in the centre of the room. One set of footsteps then approached Rob, his eyes blinded by the light as his blindfold was removed from him. In front of him stood a tall brunette woman, in her early fifties, dressed in a black jumpsuit as Beth had previously described. His eyes wandered beyond her to the line of 4 other females, dressed also in black jumpsuits but their faces covered by white china doll masks.
His eyes scanned beyond the wall of masked women to his wife and daughter, both strapped to a wooden beam, a few feet apart from each other. Their wrists tied together and extended above their heads, straps securing their elbows to each beam. Their blindfolded and gagged faces white with fear. The women in front of him parted allowing him to see his family members both topless, their stomachs tensed from the stretched position. A strap around each of their waists and another around their knees. Their bare feet bound together by their ankles, hovering two foot from the floor, their heels balancing on a small ledge, exposing half of their arches and toes to the drop below them.
“MMPPPPHHHH” Rob protested into his gag upon seeing the half-naked, bound bodies, tied and exposed.
He tried to free his arms from above him again but couldn’t. Looking up, he saw his arms extending into a glass box, his wrists locked in place by a large padlock. He glanced down to see a strap pinning his naked torso to the beam behind him, his legs spread and his weight supported by his knees, strapped down by his calves to a thin bench for each leg. His ankles bound at the end of each thin bench, leaving his feet dangling off the end. He took a deep breath before looking up and staring at the unmasked woman in front of him.
“I suppose you all want to know who we are and what we want?” the woman spoke.
“MMPPPHHHHH” the three shouted into their gags.
“Well we are a select group of individuals who like to find ways of pushing people to their limits” the woman said commandingly. “Think of it as the ‘SAW’ films, but without the pain, blood and death” she chuckled. “We expose people’s weaknesses and push them to complete tasks for their freedom”.
“MMMPPPHHHHHHHH” they all protested again.
“We watched you three on your first night in the hot tub. When you tickled your wife’s feet and threatened your daughter with the same, we thought, there is something we haven’t done before” she said. “Last night’s tickling torture, based on your daughters failure to answer some routine general knowledge questions produced some good responses”.
“Therefore, we decided, as a team, that it is your turn today Rob” she smiled. “Your task is simple, find the key to unlock the padlock and you will all be granted freedom. Failure will result in a penalty, more ticklish than last night. Got it?”
Rob nodded.
“To make things harder for you, there will be multiple keys in the box above you, only one unlocks the padlock. Oh, I almost forgot, you will have the added distraction of your wife and daughter being tickled in front of you, by what we like to call, ‘the carwash’”, the woman instructed, clicking a remote button.
The ground began vibrating as a large panel underneath Beth and Suzi retracted. Rob’s face turned white as three long, bristle clad poles extended up, one either side of them and the other in front. The bristle covered poles ran from their bound knees, up to their armpits. The pole at the front stopped just short of their perky breasts. Both Beth and Suzi winced and wriggled and the bristles stroked against their skin as they rose before stopping.
“Every 10 minutes, the poles will spin quicker, tickling them even more. If you go past 30 minutes, a new roller will come into play, but that can be a surprise” the woman said with a grin as she was handed a plastic tub from one of the other women.
The tub clanked and jangled as the woman approached Rob, climbing a small ladder and pouring hundreds of keys into the clear box above Rob. Rob looked up at the keys surrounding his wrists before looking back at the women, all now approaching him and surrounding him.
“Oh, one more thing, you are going to be tickled as well” she laughed. “Can’t make it too easy now can we?”
Rob tried to stay focused on the task, as unfair as it sounded, he knew it was their only way out. He glanced at his wife and daughter struggling against the ropes that pinned their bodies to the beam.
“Let’s get this started” the woman said abruptly as she clicked her remote. A single beep filled the room as the bristle covered poles began to rotate. Both Suzi and Beth began to protest louder into their gags as the bristles stroked slowly over their legs and upper bodies. Their protests turned into muffled giggles as the bristles glided across their ticklish sides, ribs, stomach, underarms and legs.
Rob quickly formulated a plan and began flicking all off the keys from the right of the box onto the left side, giving him the chance to form a rejected pile of keys that he wouldn’t have to use again. He grasped his first key in his right hand before grasping the padlock with his left, just before he went to insert it, he felt the long nails of one of the women behind him, slowly stroking her nails over his exposed ribs.
He bit down on his gag as he tried to supress the giggles escaping, his hands shaking as he fiddled with the lock. A second woman moved towards him and began dancing her fingernails over his armpits as he shook from side to side, trying to bounce the nails off him.
“Let’s take that gag out” the lead woman said. “I want to hear you laugh”.
A third woman untied the buckle and removed his gag.
“FUCK YOUUUU hehehehehehehehe” Rob giggled as the intensity picked up from the two women tickling his ribs and armpits.
He tossed the key to the right side once discovering that it wouldn’t fit before grasping another key, still keeping his left hand on the padlock. The women’s nails still gliding softly over his ribs and armpits as a third woman moved in, tickling his stomach.
“Hahahahahahaa Stoohohohohopppp ahahahahaha” Rob laughed as he tried to concentrate on his task, his body swaying from side to side in reaction to the light tickles.
Key after key was tossed to the side as he became frustrated, trying to keep his focus above him, not on his wife and daughter’s muffled laughter from the other side of the room. A forth woman moved in and began scattering her nails up and down his thighs as he wriggled around, still maintaining the control of his hands.
The women picked up speed with their fingers.
“AAAhahahahahaha, nooottt thereeeehehehehehehe ahahahahahahaha” Rob giggled as the woman at his legs circled her nails over his hips.
Rob dropped the key for the first time as he tried to put it in the lock. His hands flailed around in the box as he tried to pull them free, the light tickling was already clouding his abilities to stay focused. He shut his eyes to try to compose himself before grabbing another key, not noticing the fifth woman move around the back off him, kneeling down by his feet.
Another few keys were tossed to the side before a lightning bolt of ticklish agony shot up his body from his feet.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAAAPP AHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed, shaking his feet from side to side trying to escape the tickles. The five women dancing and stroking his bare skin with their fingernails as he continued to laugh whilst sorting the keys above him.
A loud beep filled the room.
“Ten minutes Rob” the lead woman said in front of him. “You know what that means”.
Rob glanced across the room as the bristles began to spin faster.
“MMMPPHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAMMPPPHHHHHHH” both women screamed into their gags as the ticklish sensation grew across their body.
Rob tried to focus again, trying another few keys before the women dug into his skin harder.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA STOOHOHOHOHOOP TICKLING MEEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob laughed as he dropped a few keys. His hands and finger wriggling around in the box above him, unable to keep a grasp of the keys.
“You can end this now if you agree to two hours of tickling for all of you” the woman attempted to reason with him.
“NOOOHOHOHOHOHOHO” Rob laughed as he struggled on with the keys. Listening to the loud muffled laughter from across the room.
The woman at his armpits dug in deep and scratched her nails over his hairy, sweaty armpits.
“AHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAA STAAAHAHAHAHAAAAPPPPP AHAHHAHAHHAHA” Rob screamed out, dropping another set of keys.
Next the woman at his ribs pinched and prodded his skin as he thrashed from side to side, unable to shake her off. The woman at his stomach danced her nails quicker and quicker over his stomach, before digging one nails into his belly button.
“AAAAAAAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEAAASSEEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob squealed.
The woman at his legs moved around the back of him to join the one at his feet, they both grasped a big toe in their left hands before pushing his toes back.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPPP HOHOHOHOHOHOOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob exploded into a fit of laughter as the two women scribbled their free hands over his large, soft soles.
The lead woman walked over the room to Suzi, taking the gag out of her mouth.
“AHAHAHA ROOOBBBBB AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MAAKE THEM STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPP” she screamed as the bristles stroked across her sensitive skin.
Rob tried to concentrate again, trying another few keys and dropping countless keys as each woman hit a different sensitive point on his body.
Another beep filled the room as the women stopped tickling Rob. He quickly used this time to try a few keys whilst getting some much needed air.
“NOOOOHOHOHOHOHO AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA” Suzi screamed from across the room as the bristles spun quicker. “NNAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHATTTT MY BREASTSSSSS AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”.
Rob looked up to see the centre bristle cover pole raise slightly on both his wife and daughter, its bristles covering their breasts and nipples. He shut out their cries as he went back to the keys.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOHHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed as the women all started back up, torturing his skin. He lost all ability to control his fingers, dropping the padlock and keys. “I-I-I CAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAANNNTT DOOOO ITT AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed.
“Do you want to quit?” the woman asked.
“AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEAAAHAHAHAHAHAHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob screamed.
The woman clicked the remote for the bristles, bringing them to a halt and poles retracting back into the floor. The five women all stopped tickling him and walked back to the centre of the room. Rob hung his head defeatedly.
“Rob” the lead woman said softly. “Move the keys away from the centre of the box and look up”.
Rob glared at her before moving the keys and staring up. The pink colour of his face drained instantly as he saw a single key, suspended by a piece of string, just above his fingers.
“That key would have led to your freedom” she said, positioning the small ladder and climbing up, removing the key before he could get it.
“You fucking bitch” he muttered as he glared at her as she climbed back down.
“Now ladies, what have we learnt about Rob?” She asked.
“He is just as weak as his daughter” one of the masked women said.
“And what about Suzi and Beth?” She asked. This was met by silence.
“They both have extremely ticklish tits” she said, rolling her eyes. “We will use this to our advantage”. She turned back to Rob, “You will now watch us tickle your daughter and wife until they pass out, then it’s your turn. If you look away or close your eyes, we will get you ten times worse than you could ever imagine. GOT IT?”
Rob nodded slowly, still glaring at the women in front of him.
“PLEASE, DON’T” Suzi begged, shaking her head from side to side.
“Ladies, I want to hear less complaining, more laughter” the woman said as the 5 women approached the bound females, one behind each of them with their hands positioned ready to attack their vulnerable armpits. Another in front of each to target their bellies and sides and the final one stood in the middle of the two, crouched down, with each hand positioned to tickle their legs.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAA NOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi screamed as the tickling started.
Beth’s muffled screams of laughter drowned out by her mum’s cries. Both women’s head rolling around with laughter as the women tortured their sensitive bodies. Rob stared in disbelief at his daughter and wife as their cheeks turned pink.
The minutes ticked by as Suzi and Beth screamed with laughter, Rob looked away briefly before closing his eyes.
“EYES FORWARD” the woman commanded.
Rob looked back at the torment his family were receiving at his expense. 25 pointy nails scribbling over there skin as their heads bounced and bobbed around.
“PLEASE STOP IT” Rob called out.
The woman smiled back evilly as her minions continued to torture Beth and Suzi.
“LEAVE THEM ALONE, I FUCKED UP, NOT THEM” Rob called back.
“Would you like us to stop tickling their legs, sides, stomachs and armpits?” The woman said with a grin.
“YES” Rob screamed out.
“You heard him ladies” the woman said as the 5 women stopped their tickling, giving Suzi and Beth a few moments of peace.
“GET THEIR TITS” she called out.
One woman took control of each of their breasts, scribbling their ten fingernails over the bouncy breasts.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAATTTT THHEEERREEEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi screamed as her breasts bounced up and down.
Beth’s cheeks turned bright red as she screamed into her gag. Her small but perky breasts barely moving as she laughed heavily into her gag. The final woman stood back before walking over to the leader.
“Shall I measure him up for the shoes?” she asked.
“W-W-What shoes?” Rob replied in fear.
“Didn’t your daughter tell you?” she replied with a grin.
Rob stared in fear at her as she walked to her bag before removing the two metal shoe plates with holes.
“I will let you find out about these soon” she winked as she handed them over to the other woman.
Rob watched her walk around him before pressing one of the shoes plates against his bare foot. He stretched his toes and curled them as the coldness from the metal sent a shiver up his spine. I few loud clicks later, he felt the cold metal on his toes.
“Size 10” the woman called from behind him, “Much bigger than his pathetic daughter”.
Rob heard the other being clicked to the correct size before feeling the cold metal on his other foot. The shoe plates were then strapped to his feet before the woman reappeared from behind him. Rob moved his attention back to his wife and daughter, still screaming in ticklish agony as their breasts were exploited.
“Please stop tickling their breasts” he begged.
“You heard him ladies” the woman called out as all four women walked back to the centre of the room, leaving a gap in the middle so Rob could see his wife and daughter panting for breath as they remained tired and bound.
“Just tickle me, let them go” Rob said softly.
“Umm, not yet” the woman replied, clicking her remote.
The floor parted underneath the two bound women as a single horizontal, bristle covered roller rose, stopping just under their feet. It began to spin.
“NO, Don’t tickle their feet, they have had enough” Rob called out.
His call sent a shiver up both Suzi and Beth’s spine as they began to shake their tired heads in protest. The rollers began to spin, before slowly moving up to their arches and toes, hanging off the end of the platform.
“AAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHA STAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Suzi called out as the roller hit her feet, bristles spinning in between her sensitive toes.
Beth’s face instantly shook from side to side as she laughed into her gag as her feet were tortured. Rob watched on in fear as slowly the air was sucked from Suzi’s lungs, her laughter became silent as she wriggled around before her head hung motionless, passed out.
“One down, one to go” the woman joked as they all watched Beth’s pink face sway with each muffled cry that escaped. The setting was turned up on the roller as it span quicker.
“MMMMPPPHHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHHHHHHHHH” Beth screamed into her gag.
A few minutes passed of her ticklish toes being tortured before she fell silent, head drooped.
“Move them into room 3” the woman called as the other 5 women untied Beth and Suzi, before carrying them out of the room.
She then focused her attention back to Rob, walking in front of him with a pair of scissors, dragging the tip slowly down from his chin, in between his pecs, across his stomach, stopping at his boxer shorts.
“You won’t be needing these” she said, carefully cutting the material on each leg so that the shorts fell off, onto the floor. With her other hand as slowly spider tickled his balls.
“Hey hehehe stop ehhehehehehe” he giggled.
She slowly tickled her way up to the shaft of his penis.
“Hahahahaha stoohohohohoooppp ahahahahahaha” he laughed and squirmed.
“Just as I had hoped” she replied before stopping the brief tickling. “Me and two others are going to tickle torture you within an inch of your life. Whilst the others keep your family company, to ensure no one tries to escape”.
Rob took a deep breath as the door opened. Two masked women entered holding a stiff turkey feather each.
“Are the others contained?” the unmasked woman asked.
“Yes boss, both strapped in the capsules with the lubrication set on a hour timer” one masked woman replied.
“Perfect” the woman replied, turning her attention back to Rob. “His cock is as ticklish as we had hoped”.
She took her bag and walked to the back of Rob, clipping the electric toothbrushes into the foot plates.
“Ready my dear” she joked.
Before Rob could answer, the toothbrushes activated, sending their bristles spinning and vibrating over his feet.
“AAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Rob instantly burst into laughter, trying to shake the plates off with no avail. He had never felt anything so ticklish before in his life as his body thrashed around against the beam.
The women passed their feathers to the unmasked woman before one of them sunk her fingernails into Rob’s sweaty pits.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOHOHOHOHOHO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed.
The next masked woman attacked his hips. His floppy cock bounced from side to side as his hips wriggled.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA PLEEHEHEHEHEEEAASSEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he pleaded.
The unmasked woman, lent back and watched Rob’s laughter escape his mouth, his cheeks turning pink and tears streaming down his face. This torture went on and on until Rob was completely breathless, about to pass out.
“That will do” the woman called as she turned the toothbrushes off. The women stepped back, leaving Rob panting for breath. Once his exhausted body regained a bit of life, they went back in, attacking his armpits, sides and stomach.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA” he screamed as their nails glided, prodded and poked their way around his sensitive upper body.
The lead woman turned the toothbrushes back on.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he screamed again as the brushes tickled his heels, arches and toes.
They all took a step back, leaving Rob laughing as his large feet were tortured.
“Ready girls?” the woman asked before turning the brushes off. She knelt down in front of Rob’s cock, holding his limp cock with one hand and the two feathers with the other. The two girls positioned themselves with one ready to tickle his nipples and the other ready to tickle his bum. The lead woman started to glide the feathers up and down either side of his shaft whilst holding it in position.
Rob wriggled uncomfortably from the strokes of the feathers whilst trying to maintain his composure. The other two girls then started to slowly spider tickle his nipples and bum cheeks as Rob tried to stay tight lipped. A few giggles and squeals escaping his mouth as they continued to torment his sensitive areas.
All of a sudden his manhood started to grow, Rob looked down at his ever growing cock in embarrassment, much to the amusement of the three women who continued to play and tease his body. Once fully grown, the unmasked woman began twirling the tips of the feathers across the tip of his cock.
“Hehehehehhehehe pleeeeeaseee hehehehehehehe” Rob begged as he began to giggle uncontrollably.
The masked females picked up speed with their tickling.
“Hahahahahahaa doooonnnnttt hohohohohoho hahahahahahaha” Rob laughed, squirming to escape his tormentors.
The unmasked woman gripped his shaft firmly and started flicking the tip of his cock with the feathers as it began to glisten with pre-cum. Rob slowly got a strong urge flowing through his body, quickly he tried to prevent it, but it was too late. The feathers flicking his cock had aroused him too much as cum shot out of his manhood.
The three women looked at his embarrassed and ashamed face. Without any warning, the two masked women began tickling his sides, ribs and armpits again.
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he cried out as he thrashed from side to side.
“Can you feel that your body is more sensitive and ticklish now?” the unmasked woman mocked.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEAAAAAHAHAHAHAHHHHHH AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAPPPPP” he cried out.
Instead of listening to his cries of mercy, the woman turned the toothbrushes back on, sending ultra-ticklish shockwaves across his body from his feet.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed out.
Minute after minute of torture passed before everything went dark for Rob, his head hung down, his body limp. He was unconscious.
