I have a friend named Sharon who has a literal phobia of hairbrushes on her feet, and keeps teasing me about being really ticklish. I tell her all the time about the things I plan to do to her. I think that the fact she is a secretary for a big advertising firm is a natural turn on for any ler. Here is something out of my own personal vault. I know that she wouldn't mind dressing up for me. In a nice business blouse with a tight little skirt and thigh high nylons looking like my innocent little vixen of a secretary. The sweet seduction of chasing you upstairs. The feverish foreplay of tackling you on the bed and wrestling you onto your stomach. I love the idea of you fighting to get away from me while I wrestle you into position for my diabolical plot. The forbidden ecstasy of my flashlight pressed accidentally right over your voluptuous bottom as I straddle it while I lay on top of you. You naughtily rubbing up against me as I hold your arms out and start to tie your wrists to opposite sides of the bed. Can you hear me whispering in your ear how naughty you are being teasing me with that but of yours? Feeling the rest of your lower body between my legs as I hold you tightly only makes me harder and harder. You know I can't resist kissing you all over the back of your neck and on your cheeks while you lie there helplessly beneath me. Such an outfit would put me in an especially sadistic mood Sharon, I think that I would have to blindfold, AND GAG you. I can only imagine how sweet and helpless you look with a ball gag in your mouth. Can you feel me slowly begin to probe the outsides of your blouse with my fingertips lightly, not tickling yet just teasing, making your nerve endings come alive? "You know it’s going to be torture right Sharon. Rubbing up against me with that naughty little butt of yours. You know your making me all hard Sharon. It’s not nice to tease people Sharon. I think that you need to be SERVERLY punished. You know how naughty a secretary you have been. I’m sorry I can't here you. Is that a yes I’ve been a naughty little Secretary John. Good then I think we can get started with these underarms then." I would lightly begin to caress the palms of your hands making you wiggle away from the light tickling as I lightly ran my fingers down the sleeves of your blouse slowly, increasing the psychological torture of anticipation. You know its going to tickle Sharon. First just one finger lightly making slow circles in each under arm just letting you know that your doom is around the corner. What is going through your mind as the slow dainty touches increase slightly in pressure and gradually in pace. I love the idea of your lower body being free to squirm. Your legs kicking beneath me and my flashlight still pressed firmly over you buttocks, mmmmmmmmmm pure ecstasy. I would escalate the tickling ever so slightly until all five of my fingers were tormenting you under arms through your silky blouse with precise light maddening touches at an insane pace. My goal in life is to make you thrash and laugh through your gag. I can see you know grabbing and pulling at your restraints as I tickle torture you poor underarms.
But you're not going anywhere Sharon, you've been naughty. before you can adjust to the underarm tickling I would then start to count your ribs slowly and teasingly, we can't let you get used to any sensations now can we, you have to thrash and laugh for us constantly. how long will I keep up the teasing light stroking and prodding of your ribs, "well here’s one tickle tickle, two tickle tickle, three tickle tickle, four, tickle tickle, I think there all here, lets test their reflexes, tickle tickle tickle Sharon" with my hands now under your blouse and devilishly massaging and caressing your ribcage, is it maddening. Can you take the wide variation of sensations? Never the same in one spot for too long. I think that will let us know how tough you are. I love to hear you laugh and giggle just like a schoolgirl and you aren't going to stop for me are you Sharon. I love to feel the air frantically rushing in and out of your lungs as you gasp for air from your constant laughing. Next comes the sides, lightly massaging and caressing. Starting slow to bring you back down to a lightly twitch and just below giggling. You need to be thoroughly teased for being so naughty. "I’m going to get you ticklish Sharon, any second now its going to be torture again, are you ready for me, here I come, I guess that’s a yes, tickle tickle." Can you feel the now furious tickling sensations erupting from the sides of your torso? I just love raking my fingertips up and down your sides. And one at a time. Raking my fingers up one side making you squirm to the other side, only to meet my other hand. The giggling is mixed in with normal laughter from your ticklish predicament. Switching from lightly and fast to feathery and slow. Never letting you anticipate what comes next, because you like that don't you Sharon, but if you like it why are you squirming so much.
When I pull your blouse up to tickle your back I can't help but be reminded that you are not wearing a bra. I know that those nipples of yours must be all erect from rubbing up against that silky material. Can you take me lightly tracing circles on the sides of your breasts as I lightly stoke them with my fingertips? Now no squirming or ill stop Sharon. I love the idea of watching you struggle to keep still, but don't worry well play more with that later. How relieved are you when I finally reach my target and begin to torment/tease/please your hard nipples. Stroking, tweaking, and caressing your full nipples as you moan through your gag. Now tell me how much you like it Sharon, do you like when I play with your nipples. I know how sensitive you say they are, and I can see that you are enjoying yourself. What was that? I can'/t hear you. You are going to have to speak up Sharon, tell me or Ill stop Sharon, fine, if you want to be ungrateful then we can get back to tickle torture. You don't mind stiff feathers do you.
Can you feel the two stiff ostrich feathers begin to lightly tease the top of your spine? I want to see the shivers run up and down your spine. I think that we are going to rotate between twirling and stroking to make sure that you have an adequate change of pace. Tickle tickle tickle Sharon. Can you feel them twirling stroking and swirling over your shoulder blades? Under your arms, down your sides over and over again. The constant teasing and tickling. Squirming between my legs with my hard flashlight still pressed up against your butt I can hear you squealing already. Giggling as the tickly sensations intensify as we come closer and closer to the small o your back. I think that someone has said too much. We know how bad that area is. Since you like tattoos so much I think that I can get creative with this area of your body and my magic marker. I know that you probably won't be able to stand that. I think that I will write you a love poem on your lower back. And draw animals. And just scribble around to drive you insane. Now no squirming or I will have to start over. Can you feel the rough surface writing devilish comments about how ticklish you are on your own ticklish skin? I don't even know if you can comprehend how fun a game, tell me what letter this is, can be. Even if you are right, you are still wrong. Isn’t that fun. Tickle writing all over your back. But we can't have you staying all dirty. I’m sure you wonder what that buzzzzzzzing sound is doing you Sharon. Don’t worry; we just want to make sure that the panty line of your lower back is clean. So we will just use this electric toothbrush to get off all the ink. Now this could tickle just a lil hell of a lot mwuaaaaaahahahahahaha
The rough rotating bristles evilly tracing over every square inch of the inked area on your back. And cheating a little to the areas we just know are ticklish. No teasing this time around, just torture. an all out assault on a hyperticlkish part of your body for the sick pleasure of feeling you squirm between my legs, seeing you thrash against your tight bondage, and hearing you desperately laughing through your gag. I know that you really can't take this, but I just love to watch you suffer. I can hear you inaudibly begging through your gag now. Since I can't really hear you that doesn't make me evil does it. I hope that it is sheer torture.
Speaking of sheer, you know that we are getting to those legs of yours next. I shift myself down now straddling your ankles and holding them helplessly in place with my balls barely touching those sexy heels of yours. Wiggling highly anticipated. as I restart the feathers twirling at the tops of your hamstrings maddening you I can feel your feet wriggle as the leather pleasures me further from the feathers tormenting the nylon encased legs that I have grown to love so much. I want to feel every squirm that you make while I am tickle torturing those sexxy legs of yours. It makes me so hard just thinking about seeing each muscle flinch in reaction to y devilish touches. I hope that you can't take it and are begging profusely between the endless fit of giggles that will undoubtedly come over you from this utterly cruel torment. Working inch by inch raking the feathers across every inch of your helpless ticklish legs making you squirm and wiggle beneath me. Tickling and teasing. Just watching your but twitch from the stimulation gives me a truly sinister idea to further your plight. I imagine that the backs of your knees will be extremely feather ticklish. After thoroughly ticklish every nyloned inch of your hamstrings I can imagine that the new sensation will send you into a fit of giggles. Tickling up and down from the backs of your knees down your calves to your ankles making you squirm and strain against me excites me to no end. Being this hard only makes my feverish tickle trance all the more intense and your fate all the darker. As I tickle your calves and knees the inevitable target of my assault given you knowledge of my fetishes rings in the back of your mind. "Do you think that the nylon will make your feet more ticklish Sharon? Hmmmmmmmmmm, I can't hear you, you still have to speak up, I guess that we will just have to see won't we" can you feel me turn around with my back to you straddling your ankles with your naughty little leather heels hanging slightly off the bed with no one there to protect them. No one to stop me from tickle torturing them. I would playfully pluck at your heel just to make you fight to keep it on. Not really trying, just to torment your cute little mind. How long could I keep that up, or better yet how long before it could drive you insane. Then I would expose just a little bit of the heel and leave the shoe on. And then tickle the exposed part of the heel and let you wiggle back into your shoe. That is a fun game to play. I would do it to each foot countless times. "Are you going to get it back in this time Sharon, I hope so. Tickle tickle." But each time I would place the shoe further fro your heel until finally I would be able to fit my fingers inside and tease the soles of one foot with no escape. I love the idea of the other foot fighting to protect its counterpart. It makes it so much fun. Especially when the first shoe hits the ground. Then all bets are off. one hand wound hold the foot in place while the other would all out punish it for dropping its shoe, "now how ungrateful are these feet to drop these nice shoes, don't worry ill punish them for you Sharon, just sit tight. Let’s just get this other shoe off. I love the idea of the exposed foot trying to keep the other shoe on. This would be extended because I love to tickle the protector foot away from the shoe and then pluck at the shoe to give you a false fleeting sense of hope. Then we would just have two exposed helpless nylon clad feet that would have to endure the tickle gauntlet. Toothbrush in one hand, stiff feather in the other hand. Squirm all you want Sharon there is no escape. I am going to tickle torture these feet of yours. The respective instruments would not have respective feet. The alternation would be force by all that beautiful squirming and ticklish wiggling that you would be doing. I love to see feet try to get away when there is no escape. Feeling your ankles gyrate against my balls is a beautiful thing too. So naughty getting me all hard and worked up. You're going to get it for that. Two devilish instruments having at the flurry of squirming ticklish feet beneath them. I'm sure that would drive you quite mad. Leaving the torture of the toothbrush only to find the teasing of the feather. Your cute toes flexing in the sexxy nylon material as I tickle torture your helpless soles with evil intent. Lucky for you I have an appreciation for nylons. A stiff bristled HAIRBRUSH would cause runs and that’s not good, but a plastic one with all those little balls on it (which from what I hear is much much worse) that would leave your sexy nylons in place. Isn’t it just your luck that I have two of them just for naughty little secretaries like you who wiggle there body parts on the genitals of innocent impressionable young men like me? Oh the torture. I think that I would have to really squeeze those ankles hard so that your feet couldn't jerk away because tow plastic hairbrushes torturing your feet RAKING them UP and DOWN your ticklish soles over and over again. Side to side, in circles, never in the same place too long. On your arches on the soles of your feet on the balls on the heels, and those damn nylons amplifying the sensation. I bet that you wished you hadn't dropped those shoes. And the only hard thing I would have to do is keep from cumming lol. But you still shouldn't have dropped those shoes. I’m sure as the tickling paused and I picked them up you would be puzzled. Now you have to not drop them or another sensitive area gets punished. Would you be surprised as I balanced them on your naughty little but starring right at me as I held your ankles down with my arm.
Now if you drop them I am going to tickle my favorite spot for teasing me while I was tickling your torso until you gratify me. As the light finger tickling began on your nyloned feet how would you react. I would make it so light as so that you could almost not feel the one finger circling from foot to foot. I know that it would be maddening. This is just the foreplay for the fun to come. I know that you won't be able to stand tickling like that. You have never really experienced it. So you better have good balance. Now two fingers, now three. Lightly, oh so lightly raking my fingers all over your sexxy silky soles over and over again. Are you squirming yet? Does it tickle Sharon? I know it tickles. You better not drop those heels Sharon. If you do it’s going to mean tickle torture on your ticklish butt. Sit still Sharon. I’m going to tickle toy. Four, now all five free fingers are lightly teasing your ticklish sole. Then the real tickling begins and all the muscles in your leg tense up from the sudden assault. Your feet are wiggling uncontrollably as you strain to hold the rest of your body still. Then comes the hairbrush again with no warning, and the shoes go tumbling off the bed from the sudden jerk. "Sharon, you dropped them again. All the teasing with your naughty little butt and ankles and now dropping your shoes. You are going to have to make this up to me. I think that you are going to have to make me cumm." I tightly tie your ankles together as I unzip my pants and place my rock hard flashlight between your silky soles. And to give you some incentive we are going to be tickling these cheeks of yours while your vibrator tickles those lips and clit of yours. Can you feel me inert your evil vibrator with a new high tech brand of battery in it that never relents, as I begin to circle the feathers up the exposed skin under your butt as I slide your skirt up. Can you feel my full lips begin to caress your cheeks along with the feather as I begin to nibble suck and kiss on your sensitive cheeks. I can get quite carried away with this part of the body. I love the involuntary wiggling of your feet against my balls and shaft from all the tickling and stimulating. "Now if you cumm before me you have you cum 7 more times in a row, but if you make me cumm first I will let you go, READY? ......................
to be continued
But you're not going anywhere Sharon, you've been naughty. before you can adjust to the underarm tickling I would then start to count your ribs slowly and teasingly, we can't let you get used to any sensations now can we, you have to thrash and laugh for us constantly. how long will I keep up the teasing light stroking and prodding of your ribs, "well here’s one tickle tickle, two tickle tickle, three tickle tickle, four, tickle tickle, I think there all here, lets test their reflexes, tickle tickle tickle Sharon" with my hands now under your blouse and devilishly massaging and caressing your ribcage, is it maddening. Can you take the wide variation of sensations? Never the same in one spot for too long. I think that will let us know how tough you are. I love to hear you laugh and giggle just like a schoolgirl and you aren't going to stop for me are you Sharon. I love to feel the air frantically rushing in and out of your lungs as you gasp for air from your constant laughing. Next comes the sides, lightly massaging and caressing. Starting slow to bring you back down to a lightly twitch and just below giggling. You need to be thoroughly teased for being so naughty. "I’m going to get you ticklish Sharon, any second now its going to be torture again, are you ready for me, here I come, I guess that’s a yes, tickle tickle." Can you feel the now furious tickling sensations erupting from the sides of your torso? I just love raking my fingertips up and down your sides. And one at a time. Raking my fingers up one side making you squirm to the other side, only to meet my other hand. The giggling is mixed in with normal laughter from your ticklish predicament. Switching from lightly and fast to feathery and slow. Never letting you anticipate what comes next, because you like that don't you Sharon, but if you like it why are you squirming so much.
When I pull your blouse up to tickle your back I can't help but be reminded that you are not wearing a bra. I know that those nipples of yours must be all erect from rubbing up against that silky material. Can you take me lightly tracing circles on the sides of your breasts as I lightly stoke them with my fingertips? Now no squirming or ill stop Sharon. I love the idea of watching you struggle to keep still, but don't worry well play more with that later. How relieved are you when I finally reach my target and begin to torment/tease/please your hard nipples. Stroking, tweaking, and caressing your full nipples as you moan through your gag. Now tell me how much you like it Sharon, do you like when I play with your nipples. I know how sensitive you say they are, and I can see that you are enjoying yourself. What was that? I can'/t hear you. You are going to have to speak up Sharon, tell me or Ill stop Sharon, fine, if you want to be ungrateful then we can get back to tickle torture. You don't mind stiff feathers do you.
Can you feel the two stiff ostrich feathers begin to lightly tease the top of your spine? I want to see the shivers run up and down your spine. I think that we are going to rotate between twirling and stroking to make sure that you have an adequate change of pace. Tickle tickle tickle Sharon. Can you feel them twirling stroking and swirling over your shoulder blades? Under your arms, down your sides over and over again. The constant teasing and tickling. Squirming between my legs with my hard flashlight still pressed up against your butt I can hear you squealing already. Giggling as the tickly sensations intensify as we come closer and closer to the small o your back. I think that someone has said too much. We know how bad that area is. Since you like tattoos so much I think that I can get creative with this area of your body and my magic marker. I know that you probably won't be able to stand that. I think that I will write you a love poem on your lower back. And draw animals. And just scribble around to drive you insane. Now no squirming or I will have to start over. Can you feel the rough surface writing devilish comments about how ticklish you are on your own ticklish skin? I don't even know if you can comprehend how fun a game, tell me what letter this is, can be. Even if you are right, you are still wrong. Isn’t that fun. Tickle writing all over your back. But we can't have you staying all dirty. I’m sure you wonder what that buzzzzzzzing sound is doing you Sharon. Don’t worry; we just want to make sure that the panty line of your lower back is clean. So we will just use this electric toothbrush to get off all the ink. Now this could tickle just a lil hell of a lot mwuaaaaaahahahahahaha
The rough rotating bristles evilly tracing over every square inch of the inked area on your back. And cheating a little to the areas we just know are ticklish. No teasing this time around, just torture. an all out assault on a hyperticlkish part of your body for the sick pleasure of feeling you squirm between my legs, seeing you thrash against your tight bondage, and hearing you desperately laughing through your gag. I know that you really can't take this, but I just love to watch you suffer. I can hear you inaudibly begging through your gag now. Since I can't really hear you that doesn't make me evil does it. I hope that it is sheer torture.
Speaking of sheer, you know that we are getting to those legs of yours next. I shift myself down now straddling your ankles and holding them helplessly in place with my balls barely touching those sexy heels of yours. Wiggling highly anticipated. as I restart the feathers twirling at the tops of your hamstrings maddening you I can feel your feet wriggle as the leather pleasures me further from the feathers tormenting the nylon encased legs that I have grown to love so much. I want to feel every squirm that you make while I am tickle torturing those sexxy legs of yours. It makes me so hard just thinking about seeing each muscle flinch in reaction to y devilish touches. I hope that you can't take it and are begging profusely between the endless fit of giggles that will undoubtedly come over you from this utterly cruel torment. Working inch by inch raking the feathers across every inch of your helpless ticklish legs making you squirm and wiggle beneath me. Tickling and teasing. Just watching your but twitch from the stimulation gives me a truly sinister idea to further your plight. I imagine that the backs of your knees will be extremely feather ticklish. After thoroughly ticklish every nyloned inch of your hamstrings I can imagine that the new sensation will send you into a fit of giggles. Tickling up and down from the backs of your knees down your calves to your ankles making you squirm and strain against me excites me to no end. Being this hard only makes my feverish tickle trance all the more intense and your fate all the darker. As I tickle your calves and knees the inevitable target of my assault given you knowledge of my fetishes rings in the back of your mind. "Do you think that the nylon will make your feet more ticklish Sharon? Hmmmmmmmmmm, I can't hear you, you still have to speak up, I guess that we will just have to see won't we" can you feel me turn around with my back to you straddling your ankles with your naughty little leather heels hanging slightly off the bed with no one there to protect them. No one to stop me from tickle torturing them. I would playfully pluck at your heel just to make you fight to keep it on. Not really trying, just to torment your cute little mind. How long could I keep that up, or better yet how long before it could drive you insane. Then I would expose just a little bit of the heel and leave the shoe on. And then tickle the exposed part of the heel and let you wiggle back into your shoe. That is a fun game to play. I would do it to each foot countless times. "Are you going to get it back in this time Sharon, I hope so. Tickle tickle." But each time I would place the shoe further fro your heel until finally I would be able to fit my fingers inside and tease the soles of one foot with no escape. I love the idea of the other foot fighting to protect its counterpart. It makes it so much fun. Especially when the first shoe hits the ground. Then all bets are off. one hand wound hold the foot in place while the other would all out punish it for dropping its shoe, "now how ungrateful are these feet to drop these nice shoes, don't worry ill punish them for you Sharon, just sit tight. Let’s just get this other shoe off. I love the idea of the exposed foot trying to keep the other shoe on. This would be extended because I love to tickle the protector foot away from the shoe and then pluck at the shoe to give you a false fleeting sense of hope. Then we would just have two exposed helpless nylon clad feet that would have to endure the tickle gauntlet. Toothbrush in one hand, stiff feather in the other hand. Squirm all you want Sharon there is no escape. I am going to tickle torture these feet of yours. The respective instruments would not have respective feet. The alternation would be force by all that beautiful squirming and ticklish wiggling that you would be doing. I love to see feet try to get away when there is no escape. Feeling your ankles gyrate against my balls is a beautiful thing too. So naughty getting me all hard and worked up. You're going to get it for that. Two devilish instruments having at the flurry of squirming ticklish feet beneath them. I'm sure that would drive you quite mad. Leaving the torture of the toothbrush only to find the teasing of the feather. Your cute toes flexing in the sexxy nylon material as I tickle torture your helpless soles with evil intent. Lucky for you I have an appreciation for nylons. A stiff bristled HAIRBRUSH would cause runs and that’s not good, but a plastic one with all those little balls on it (which from what I hear is much much worse) that would leave your sexy nylons in place. Isn’t it just your luck that I have two of them just for naughty little secretaries like you who wiggle there body parts on the genitals of innocent impressionable young men like me? Oh the torture. I think that I would have to really squeeze those ankles hard so that your feet couldn't jerk away because tow plastic hairbrushes torturing your feet RAKING them UP and DOWN your ticklish soles over and over again. Side to side, in circles, never in the same place too long. On your arches on the soles of your feet on the balls on the heels, and those damn nylons amplifying the sensation. I bet that you wished you hadn't dropped those shoes. And the only hard thing I would have to do is keep from cumming lol. But you still shouldn't have dropped those shoes. I’m sure as the tickling paused and I picked them up you would be puzzled. Now you have to not drop them or another sensitive area gets punished. Would you be surprised as I balanced them on your naughty little but starring right at me as I held your ankles down with my arm.
Now if you drop them I am going to tickle my favorite spot for teasing me while I was tickling your torso until you gratify me. As the light finger tickling began on your nyloned feet how would you react. I would make it so light as so that you could almost not feel the one finger circling from foot to foot. I know that it would be maddening. This is just the foreplay for the fun to come. I know that you won't be able to stand tickling like that. You have never really experienced it. So you better have good balance. Now two fingers, now three. Lightly, oh so lightly raking my fingers all over your sexxy silky soles over and over again. Are you squirming yet? Does it tickle Sharon? I know it tickles. You better not drop those heels Sharon. If you do it’s going to mean tickle torture on your ticklish butt. Sit still Sharon. I’m going to tickle toy. Four, now all five free fingers are lightly teasing your ticklish sole. Then the real tickling begins and all the muscles in your leg tense up from the sudden assault. Your feet are wiggling uncontrollably as you strain to hold the rest of your body still. Then comes the hairbrush again with no warning, and the shoes go tumbling off the bed from the sudden jerk. "Sharon, you dropped them again. All the teasing with your naughty little butt and ankles and now dropping your shoes. You are going to have to make this up to me. I think that you are going to have to make me cumm." I tightly tie your ankles together as I unzip my pants and place my rock hard flashlight between your silky soles. And to give you some incentive we are going to be tickling these cheeks of yours while your vibrator tickles those lips and clit of yours. Can you feel me inert your evil vibrator with a new high tech brand of battery in it that never relents, as I begin to circle the feathers up the exposed skin under your butt as I slide your skirt up. Can you feel my full lips begin to caress your cheeks along with the feather as I begin to nibble suck and kiss on your sensitive cheeks. I can get quite carried away with this part of the body. I love the involuntary wiggling of your feet against my balls and shaft from all the tickling and stimulating. "Now if you cumm before me you have you cum 7 more times in a row, but if you make me cumm first I will let you go, READY? ......................
to be continued
