Halloween,Haunted Houses,Great Tickling Senarios?

[socksoff]

I always thought the whole business of haunted houses,ghosts, and boogie men was a perfect senario for tickling,I don't know whether any or all of you had that old,delapedated(sic),abandoned house in your neighbourhood.I always thought a good story or event(perhaps if they invent a Star Trek virtual reality type thing some day),would be such a house that would trap some curious young females,relieve them of their footware and tickle them.(Once again,for my virtual reality fantasy it would have to be a teenager in a private school uniform with the "PENNY LOAFERS!!!!" and "LONG COTTON KNEE SOCKS!!!!".....sorry!

The only cartoon I remember with such a premise is the Popeye Cartoon
"Shiver Me Timbers" ,where ghosts captured Olive Oyl and chain her to the Ship's deck.The ghosts suspend a leaky milk canister above her bare feet and release two cats to lick the milk from the soles of her feet.That gutteral laugh is still music to my ears today!

 

[TklDuo-Drew]

I can remember being in one of the haunted houses on the boardwalk in Wildwood, NY with a date back in the 80s. Once we got inside, for some odd reason, a voice yelled out "TICKLE HER FEET!!" Never found out what the deal was, though. It sounded like some of the workers behind the scenes were messing around.


Drew

 

[MaxSpeer]

A long time ago, I worked in a really cool haunted house for a few summers called the Brigintine Castle. It had 3 floors of scenarios and teaming with human ghouls that wandered around to scare people. I got more tickling in on a day to day basis than I ever have. There was a guy who worked there who was into tickling feet and I know he was having a good time. I can honestly say that there was at least a half a dozen tickling fanatics working there because we would often go as far as holding down a female patron and tickling the crap out of her.

Also, heaven help you if you were a female employee walking through it on your day off. They were frequently ganged up on and gang tickled.

It was the best of times...

max

 

[LBFT]

Max Speer, can we meet?!

Max Speer,
I was born in Philadelphia, & live in south jersey now. So I remember the Brigintine Castle. My question is there anyway our paths can cross someday?

Thank You,
LBFT

 

[Boomtown13]

Funny this topic being brought up.

On Friday I was at a haunted house. Well, it wasn't really a "house." It was the finance floor of a business building in Burbank. Yes, a corporate dealio. The finance team, I guess, found a way to blow off steam by producing the most intricate and in-depth haunted maze I've ever seen in an office. I mean, this thing was worthy of Knott's Scary Farm. Very dark, everyone in full costume, even soundtracks.

The floors are large, and this dark maze went all the way around their floor. The theme was Pirates of the Caribbean. Sure, there were your scary pirates, your skeletons, your ghouls, your boos and your screams. But then.

The girl walking before me pointed out a sign on the wall she thought might interest me: SAUCY WENCHES AHEAD.

The sign was referring to five or six girls that were standing up ahead on a platform, with another one bargaining them off: "Buy your wenches here! Here, they are, lads, take your pick!" That sort of thing.

But right before these saucy wenches was a kind of "welcoming wench." She was the first one you'd come across as you make your way towards the others. And she was standing half behind a curtain, dangling her bare leg and bare foot. She was flirting with that foot. Trying to seduce with that foot, swinging it hypnotically, wiggling her toes in your direction.

Is it getting warm in here?

Anyway, as I approached and was going to pass her, I couldn't resist. We made eye contact, and I reached down. She knew what I was doing, and she lifted her foot to my hand. I held it, tickling her briefly. Just long enough to see the tickle-electricity reach her face.

Later in the maze, there was another barefoot girl. She was dressed as a drunken pirate, and she was sitting up very high, dangling her bare feet about shoulder level. She had "blood" smeared on her face and on her leg and yes, on the top of her dangling foot. She was razzing the maze-goers: "Get a move on, mateys. Get going before I shoot you dead. Hurry up now." She was trying to be domineering, and it was working. Except for when a guy (who looked a hell of a lot like me) took one of her bare feet in both of his hands, and tickled with all his fingers. Briefly. Her domineering voice suddenly cracked with a girlish squeal. And that was all right.

I was visiting some clients, and I was in a hurry. But afterwards in the lobby I said to them, "I wish I had more time. I'd love to go through again."

And I meant it.

- BOOmtown

 

[duannewalton]

Years ago, I was at a haunted house, and there was an operating room where a young girl was on the table having her (fake) guts ripped out by a mad scientist. Her bare feet were peeking out from under the sheet she was covered with. I didn't do anything to her for various reasons (wasn't sure if I'd get thrown out, she was kind of young, etc.), but to this day I actually wonder why I didn't just go ahead and give her something to really scream about.

 

[MaxSpeer]

Re: Max Speer, can we meet?!

Max Speer,
I was born in Philadelphia, & live in south jersey now. So I remember the Brigintine Castle. My question is there anyway our paths can cross someday?

Thank You,
LBFT

Absolutely. Contact me at: [email protected]


Max

 

[toyou444]

The last haunted maze I went through was about 10 years ago. It ended in an old school bus where there were strobe lights and fog and loud music, etc. As you made it through the bus people were under the seats grabbing at ankles and such. I don't know if they wer tickling anyone, but I was tickling both females (my wife and her friend) who were in front of me!

I was reaching around them and squeezing their sides and poking their ribs and they thought it was the haunted bus people! LOL!

Other than that I haven't had the oppertunity...maybe next year.

~ toyou

 

[stacyshippen]

I've always had a dark fantasy of going into an abandoned house and being trapped into a night of ticklish torment, including supernatural traps. For instance, I always imagine backing up against a wall or chair and being unable to move away from it, then having ghostly hands emerge for a night of ticklish laughter. You know, THAT old scene 🙂

Every year I swear I'll write down the story, and every year I get too busy 🙁

Stacy

P.S. Believe it or not, I'd heard someone complain about being tickled down at Brigantine Castle (COMPLAIN??? WHAT THE HECK DO THEY KNOW!!!!) -- however, it closed before I could make the trip and check it out myself!