Part 1 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthr...Part-1-(f-f-UB
Part 2 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthr...Honeymoon+hell
Part 3 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthr...-(f-mf)-part-3
Part 4 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?316971-Honeymoon-from-Hell-part-4-(f-mf-explicit)
Part 5
Jen walked behind Sean, she bent down and checked that his wrists were secure behind his back. She leaned in towards his left ear and whispered, “you seem to be enjoying watching your wife’s ordeal”. Sean sat there quietly, he did not want to do anything to make his or his wife’s continued torture worse but deep down, he was enjoying watching her petite body squirm as she lay there bound to the table.
“Your silence says it all” Jen whispered close to his ear before biting down on his ear lobe. Sean’s eyes were fixed onto his wife, he did not notice Jen rummaging around behind him. She lay down on the floor before slowly sliding in between the legs of the chair and positioned herself in between Sean’s bound ankles. A single stroke of her feather up his hard shaft got his attention quickly. He looked down to she Jen’s hands holding a feather in each hand. Her hands got closer to his cock, the tips stoked up and down either side of his shaft. His cock jerked and he tried to pull away with no success, his back was firmly pressed against the back rest of the chair. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the giggles. His eyes shifting between his wife and watching the feathers stroke him, he didn’t know whether to laugh or moan. His butt cheeks clenching in between twitching of his penis. He couldn’t stay quiet for much longer.
Jen picked up speed with one of the feather whilst twirling the second feather over the tip of his cock.
“mmmmmmmhehehehe” Sean let out a giggled moan as the pressure was starting to build from within himself. “No no no hehehehehe” he giggled as the urge was getting closer.
Jen watched on, closely paying attention to her tormenting hands. Sean starting buckling and moaning, his penis twitching with every stroke of the feather. His light twitches became stronger and stronger, Jen dropped her feathers and gripped the head of his penis tightly. Sean took a deep breath as the strong urge vanished and was replaced by giggles as Jen used her free hand to scribble her nails over the inside of his legs.
“Hahahahahaha what are you doing hahahahah” he laughed.
“I’m not even close to letting you cum” Jen mocked as she scrambled both hands now over his thighs and inside his legs.
Sean was bouncing on his chair as much as he could to escape her fingers, they moved up and down his legs, from his groins, over his knee caps and down to his ankles and tops of his feet.
“STOOOOPPPP IITTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed as sweat was now forming over his body. His loud laughter drowned out his wife’s giggles as the feather duster was still rotating over her sensitive skin.
Jen stopped and slid back out from under the chair, before slowly climbing to her feet. She leaned in again to Sean’s ear, “now it’s time for me to play with your pretty wife again, but first” she quickly danced her nails over Sean’s sides.
“Hohoho HAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed on for another minute or so. Jen stopped, picked up a glass of water with a straw and allowed Sean to finally take a much needed drink. She wiped his lips seductively before placing the glass down and walking over the Eva. She stood at her feet and turned the drill off. It slowly came to a halt, much to Eva’s appreciation. Jen untied her toes from the stock allowing Eva to scrunch and stretch her aching feet. Her body was moist, head dripping with sweat. Jen feeling kind allowed Eva to drink from the straw, the pint glass of water she had got was gone within seconds.
“You might live to regret drinking all that” Jen chucked, it was met by a frown from above the blindfold of bound Eva. “You have been tickling us for hours, IM EXHAUSTED AND THIRSTY, GET IT” Eva scolded.
“I was just saying” Jen responded, “I would hate for you to wet yourself. We don’t have a scheduled toilet break for the next few hours”.
Sean lifted his head up with a frustrated look on his face. “What do you actually want from us”, he spoke nervously.
“I’ve told you” she responded.
“And we have both told you no” he said sympathetically. “So why are you continuing to do this?”.
“If I can’t have Eva, neither of you will have your freedom. You will both be my tickle pets” Jen responded with a devious grin. “I’ve got all the time in the world to do what I want with you, when I want”.
Sean took a deep breath and kept his eyes on Jen as she walked down to Eva’s wriggling feet. She tied a piece of string to her big toe on her left foot and pushed her foot back against the stock. “Now you hold your foot in this position, or else” she instructed.
“OR ELSE WHAT” Eva snapped back.
Jen walked around the table to the right hand side of Eva, pinching her right nipple tightly.
“OUCH” Eva shouted.
“Or else what I am going to do to you is going to be 10 times worse” Jen responded condescendingly.
She went back down to Eva’s feet and tied a second piece of string to Eva’s big toe on her right foot before pushing her foot back against the stock. “Now hold still” Jen joked as she tied the two pieces of string together at the end. Jen checked that the string was taught before looking back at Eva with an evil look on her face. “Open your mouth” she demanded. Eva slowly and nervously opened her mouth. Jen placed the string into the small gap that Eva had left her. “Now, bite down”. Eva followed Jen’s request exactly and held the string between her teeth and looked nervously at Jen.
“We are going to play a little game” Jen joyfully exclaimed. “I am going to do what I want to your feet, you can’t drop the string. If you do, your husband is going to get some special attention”. Jen walked down to the foot of the table before dragging a single fingernail slowly down Eva’s right sole. “GOT IT?” Jen said with a raised voice. Eva tried to scrunch her toes, this tugged the string, that’s when the realization set in Eva’s mind. She simply closed her eyes and nodded softly.
Jen pulled up a small stool and sat down at the foot of the table, right in front of the two small soles, sticking out of the end of the stocks. She began circling one nail around on Eva’s left arch.
“Eeeeeeeehehe” Eva giggled as she tried her best to hold her foot still. Jen slowly picked up the pace, watching Eva’s little body struggle to hold everything together. She started to draw circles on her right arch as well.
“Hehehehehe” poor Eva giggled as she tried to keep her teeth gritted down. Jen’s nails started to slowly scratch up and down Eva’s arches, Eva feet were twitching, giggles being drawn from her mouth between her gritted teeth. Jen stopped for a moment before slowly scratching her nails beneath Eva’s toes. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOTTTTTT HAHAHAHAHA THHEEERRRREEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Eva cackled as her toes gripped down and losing grip on the string. Jen carried on tickling her feet as she looked across at the silent, defeated Sean, bound to his chair. Each of Eva’s toes was being tortured one by one by Jen’s nails.
“STAAAAAAPPPP HAHAHAHAHA” Eva laughed on as her head thrashed from side to side, her feet wriggling frantically as her toes were being tickled. Tears now running down her face but Jen kept her glare on Sean as she tickled and tickled. Minute after minute passed, she was not letting Eva gain her breath back, her nails racking up and down across each part of Eva’s small feet.
“PLEEEEEAHAHAHAHASSEEEE NNOOOOOO MORRREEEE HAHAHAHAHA” Eva managed to scream out between her fits of laughter. Finally Jen accepted her pleas and stood up, she walked slowly over towards Sean, allowing Eva to slowly regain her breath. As she stood over Sean, she grasped hold of his hard cock.
“Looks like you’re enjoying watching me torment you bound wife?” Jen said with a grin. Eva turned her head and glared at her husband. Sean sat there motionless, his red face said it all.
“WELL!” Jen said sternly, slowly rubbing her thumb over the tip of his cock.
“I-I-I” Sean said with a stutter.
Jen sat down on Sean’s lap. “You and me both” she whispered into his ear. “Do you want me to put the vibrating eggs back on?”.
Sean nodded with agreement, still slightly embarrassed.
“Where do you want me to place them?” Jen whispered in Sean’s ear.
Sean looked up into Jen’s eyes as she straddled his lap. He took a deep breath and gulped, “Under her toes” he said nervously.
“You see Eva, is this really the man you wanted to marry?” Jen said whilst looking back at Eva’s frowning face. “A man who likes to see you get tortured, even though you have had it way worse than him”.
“YOU PIECE OF SHIT SEAN” Eva scolded. “YOU ARE FUCKING GETTING OFF WATCHING ME GET TICKLED”.
Sean hung his head in shame, he couldn’t make eye contact with his wife.
“The ball is in your court now Eva” Jen said sympathetically. “What do you want me to do?”.
“GET HIM” Eva snarled.
Jen smiled as she looked down at Sean. She gripped his throat before pushing his head back. “Looks like you have made a very bad choice there Seany” she mocked. She climbed off him before picking up two vibrating eggs. Kneeling down she picked up one foot before placing the egg under his toes and wrapping tape around his foot. She repeated the process on the other foot before climbing back to her feet. “You’re in trouble now” she mocked again as she turned on the eggs. Sean’s back arched as much as it could, he clenched his mouth shut, trying to contain the giggles. Jen turned up the intensity of the eggs. Sean threw his head back, still clenching his jaw shut, his legs bouncing up and down as he tried to use the floor to pull off the tape holding the eggs. His toes only just touching the floor causing the eggs to vibrate deeper into his toes with ever bit of downward pressure he applied, there was no escape from the vibrations. Jen saw how much he was struggling to cope so she decided to give him a helping hand. She walked behind him and dug her nails into his ribs, dancing them up and down. Sean finally cracked.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTTTOOOOOOPPPPP HAHAHAHA” he cackled as he wriggled around in his chair. Jen’s nails scribbling up and down his exposed sides and ribs.
His eyes still shut as his head was shaking from side to side, filling the room with his laughter. Jen looked across at Eva. Her mischievous smile said it all. Jen smiled back at Eva as she continued to tickle torture Sean’s naked body for minute after minute. Beads of sweat running down Sean’s face as his body jerked and bounced in the chair. Finally she stopped to let him rest and turned the eggs off. His panting body, desperately trying to get as much air back in his lungs as possible.
“BI-TCH” he panted out.
Jen looked at him and shook her head before straddling his legs and digging her fingers back into his sides and stomach.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he cackled as he bounced up and down again, trying to shake her off. Jen was enjoying the challenge as tried to keep her balance whilst digging her nails in. Eventually, Sean’s body gave up through exhaustion and he sat there laughing silently, swaying his head from side to side. Jen kept going, digging into his armpits. Sean was helpless, blood rushing to his face as he struggled for breath. Within moments, he had passed out. His head dropped.
Jen climbed off him, a shocked look on her face. ‘Was he just playing?’ she thought. She flicked his penis lightly, but no response. Finally she noticed his chest, he was still breathing. A sense of relief came over her, followed by a wicked grin. She turned to Eva, Eva had seen that look before on Jen as Jen slowly strutted towards Eva.
“JEN, JEN, PLEASE” she shouted. “PLEASE DON’T JEN, NOT THAT, ANYTHING BUT THAT” she pleaded and panicked as Jen got closer and closer.
To be continued
Part 2 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthr...Honeymoon+hell
Part 3 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthr...-(f-mf)-part-3
Part 4 - http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?316971-Honeymoon-from-Hell-part-4-(f-mf-explicit)
Part 5
Jen walked behind Sean, she bent down and checked that his wrists were secure behind his back. She leaned in towards his left ear and whispered, “you seem to be enjoying watching your wife’s ordeal”. Sean sat there quietly, he did not want to do anything to make his or his wife’s continued torture worse but deep down, he was enjoying watching her petite body squirm as she lay there bound to the table.
“Your silence says it all” Jen whispered close to his ear before biting down on his ear lobe. Sean’s eyes were fixed onto his wife, he did not notice Jen rummaging around behind him. She lay down on the floor before slowly sliding in between the legs of the chair and positioned herself in between Sean’s bound ankles. A single stroke of her feather up his hard shaft got his attention quickly. He looked down to she Jen’s hands holding a feather in each hand. Her hands got closer to his cock, the tips stoked up and down either side of his shaft. His cock jerked and he tried to pull away with no success, his back was firmly pressed against the back rest of the chair. He gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the giggles. His eyes shifting between his wife and watching the feathers stroke him, he didn’t know whether to laugh or moan. His butt cheeks clenching in between twitching of his penis. He couldn’t stay quiet for much longer.
Jen picked up speed with one of the feather whilst twirling the second feather over the tip of his cock.
“mmmmmmmhehehehe” Sean let out a giggled moan as the pressure was starting to build from within himself. “No no no hehehehehe” he giggled as the urge was getting closer.
Jen watched on, closely paying attention to her tormenting hands. Sean starting buckling and moaning, his penis twitching with every stroke of the feather. His light twitches became stronger and stronger, Jen dropped her feathers and gripped the head of his penis tightly. Sean took a deep breath as the strong urge vanished and was replaced by giggles as Jen used her free hand to scribble her nails over the inside of his legs.
“Hahahahahaha what are you doing hahahahah” he laughed.
“I’m not even close to letting you cum” Jen mocked as she scrambled both hands now over his thighs and inside his legs.
Sean was bouncing on his chair as much as he could to escape her fingers, they moved up and down his legs, from his groins, over his knee caps and down to his ankles and tops of his feet.
“STOOOOPPPP IITTTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed as sweat was now forming over his body. His loud laughter drowned out his wife’s giggles as the feather duster was still rotating over her sensitive skin.
Jen stopped and slid back out from under the chair, before slowly climbing to her feet. She leaned in again to Sean’s ear, “now it’s time for me to play with your pretty wife again, but first” she quickly danced her nails over Sean’s sides.
“Hohoho HAHAHAHAHAHA” he laughed on for another minute or so. Jen stopped, picked up a glass of water with a straw and allowed Sean to finally take a much needed drink. She wiped his lips seductively before placing the glass down and walking over the Eva. She stood at her feet and turned the drill off. It slowly came to a halt, much to Eva’s appreciation. Jen untied her toes from the stock allowing Eva to scrunch and stretch her aching feet. Her body was moist, head dripping with sweat. Jen feeling kind allowed Eva to drink from the straw, the pint glass of water she had got was gone within seconds.
“You might live to regret drinking all that” Jen chucked, it was met by a frown from above the blindfold of bound Eva. “You have been tickling us for hours, IM EXHAUSTED AND THIRSTY, GET IT” Eva scolded.
“I was just saying” Jen responded, “I would hate for you to wet yourself. We don’t have a scheduled toilet break for the next few hours”.
Sean lifted his head up with a frustrated look on his face. “What do you actually want from us”, he spoke nervously.
“I’ve told you” she responded.
“And we have both told you no” he said sympathetically. “So why are you continuing to do this?”.
“If I can’t have Eva, neither of you will have your freedom. You will both be my tickle pets” Jen responded with a devious grin. “I’ve got all the time in the world to do what I want with you, when I want”.
Sean took a deep breath and kept his eyes on Jen as she walked down to Eva’s wriggling feet. She tied a piece of string to her big toe on her left foot and pushed her foot back against the stock. “Now you hold your foot in this position, or else” she instructed.
“OR ELSE WHAT” Eva snapped back.
Jen walked around the table to the right hand side of Eva, pinching her right nipple tightly.
“OUCH” Eva shouted.
“Or else what I am going to do to you is going to be 10 times worse” Jen responded condescendingly.
She went back down to Eva’s feet and tied a second piece of string to Eva’s big toe on her right foot before pushing her foot back against the stock. “Now hold still” Jen joked as she tied the two pieces of string together at the end. Jen checked that the string was taught before looking back at Eva with an evil look on her face. “Open your mouth” she demanded. Eva slowly and nervously opened her mouth. Jen placed the string into the small gap that Eva had left her. “Now, bite down”. Eva followed Jen’s request exactly and held the string between her teeth and looked nervously at Jen.
“We are going to play a little game” Jen joyfully exclaimed. “I am going to do what I want to your feet, you can’t drop the string. If you do, your husband is going to get some special attention”. Jen walked down to the foot of the table before dragging a single fingernail slowly down Eva’s right sole. “GOT IT?” Jen said with a raised voice. Eva tried to scrunch her toes, this tugged the string, that’s when the realization set in Eva’s mind. She simply closed her eyes and nodded softly.
Jen pulled up a small stool and sat down at the foot of the table, right in front of the two small soles, sticking out of the end of the stocks. She began circling one nail around on Eva’s left arch.
“Eeeeeeeehehe” Eva giggled as she tried her best to hold her foot still. Jen slowly picked up the pace, watching Eva’s little body struggle to hold everything together. She started to draw circles on her right arch as well.
“Hehehehehe” poor Eva giggled as she tried to keep her teeth gritted down. Jen’s nails started to slowly scratch up and down Eva’s arches, Eva feet were twitching, giggles being drawn from her mouth between her gritted teeth. Jen stopped for a moment before slowly scratching her nails beneath Eva’s toes. “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOTTTTTT HAHAHAHAHA THHEEERRRREEEE AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Eva cackled as her toes gripped down and losing grip on the string. Jen carried on tickling her feet as she looked across at the silent, defeated Sean, bound to his chair. Each of Eva’s toes was being tortured one by one by Jen’s nails.
“STAAAAAAPPPP HAHAHAHAHA” Eva laughed on as her head thrashed from side to side, her feet wriggling frantically as her toes were being tickled. Tears now running down her face but Jen kept her glare on Sean as she tickled and tickled. Minute after minute passed, she was not letting Eva gain her breath back, her nails racking up and down across each part of Eva’s small feet.
“PLEEEEEAHAHAHAHASSEEEE NNOOOOOO MORRREEEE HAHAHAHAHA” Eva managed to scream out between her fits of laughter. Finally Jen accepted her pleas and stood up, she walked slowly over towards Sean, allowing Eva to slowly regain her breath. As she stood over Sean, she grasped hold of his hard cock.
“Looks like you’re enjoying watching me torment you bound wife?” Jen said with a grin. Eva turned her head and glared at her husband. Sean sat there motionless, his red face said it all.
“WELL!” Jen said sternly, slowly rubbing her thumb over the tip of his cock.
“I-I-I” Sean said with a stutter.
Jen sat down on Sean’s lap. “You and me both” she whispered into his ear. “Do you want me to put the vibrating eggs back on?”.
Sean nodded with agreement, still slightly embarrassed.
“Where do you want me to place them?” Jen whispered in Sean’s ear.
Sean looked up into Jen’s eyes as she straddled his lap. He took a deep breath and gulped, “Under her toes” he said nervously.
“You see Eva, is this really the man you wanted to marry?” Jen said whilst looking back at Eva’s frowning face. “A man who likes to see you get tortured, even though you have had it way worse than him”.
“YOU PIECE OF SHIT SEAN” Eva scolded. “YOU ARE FUCKING GETTING OFF WATCHING ME GET TICKLED”.
Sean hung his head in shame, he couldn’t make eye contact with his wife.
“The ball is in your court now Eva” Jen said sympathetically. “What do you want me to do?”.
“GET HIM” Eva snarled.
Jen smiled as she looked down at Sean. She gripped his throat before pushing his head back. “Looks like you have made a very bad choice there Seany” she mocked. She climbed off him before picking up two vibrating eggs. Kneeling down she picked up one foot before placing the egg under his toes and wrapping tape around his foot. She repeated the process on the other foot before climbing back to her feet. “You’re in trouble now” she mocked again as she turned on the eggs. Sean’s back arched as much as it could, he clenched his mouth shut, trying to contain the giggles. Jen turned up the intensity of the eggs. Sean threw his head back, still clenching his jaw shut, his legs bouncing up and down as he tried to use the floor to pull off the tape holding the eggs. His toes only just touching the floor causing the eggs to vibrate deeper into his toes with ever bit of downward pressure he applied, there was no escape from the vibrations. Jen saw how much he was struggling to cope so she decided to give him a helping hand. She walked behind him and dug her nails into his ribs, dancing them up and down. Sean finally cracked.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STTTTOOOOOOPPPPP HAHAHAHA” he cackled as he wriggled around in his chair. Jen’s nails scribbling up and down his exposed sides and ribs.
His eyes still shut as his head was shaking from side to side, filling the room with his laughter. Jen looked across at Eva. Her mischievous smile said it all. Jen smiled back at Eva as she continued to tickle torture Sean’s naked body for minute after minute. Beads of sweat running down Sean’s face as his body jerked and bounced in the chair. Finally she stopped to let him rest and turned the eggs off. His panting body, desperately trying to get as much air back in his lungs as possible.
“BI-TCH” he panted out.
Jen looked at him and shook her head before straddling his legs and digging her fingers back into his sides and stomach.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” he cackled as he bounced up and down again, trying to shake her off. Jen was enjoying the challenge as tried to keep her balance whilst digging her nails in. Eventually, Sean’s body gave up through exhaustion and he sat there laughing silently, swaying his head from side to side. Jen kept going, digging into his armpits. Sean was helpless, blood rushing to his face as he struggled for breath. Within moments, he had passed out. His head dropped.
Jen climbed off him, a shocked look on her face. ‘Was he just playing?’ she thought. She flicked his penis lightly, but no response. Finally she noticed his chest, he was still breathing. A sense of relief came over her, followed by a wicked grin. She turned to Eva, Eva had seen that look before on Jen as Jen slowly strutted towards Eva.
“JEN, JEN, PLEASE” she shouted. “PLEASE DON’T JEN, NOT THAT, ANYTHING BUT THAT” she pleaded and panicked as Jen got closer and closer.
To be continued
