Janice struck it rich when she bought property in a college town 10 years ago. Realizing the deep pockets and desire for simplicity of international students, she knew she could corner the market. Her 7 units are fully furnished, with all utilities and amenities paid for, including high speed internet.
One benefit of providing the internet is that she can snoop on the browsing history of her students. Her mid 50s are a bit lonely, so she has developed somewhat of a parasocial relationship with her tenants. One night, she stumbled across something she had been hoping to find since she started 7 years ago. The new subletter Viktor was watching tickle porn.
Her eyes lit up and her heart pounded with excitement as she watched him click on video after video. Viktor is a tall, muscular, and vaguely Eastern European math PhD student. He mostly keeps to himself, only leaving to attend class or go to the gym. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him click on a video she had seen before.
The video is titled “young buck tickled by silver fox for mouthing off”, and it shows a younger man strapped to a board while an older woman with grey hair tickles him mercilessly and strokes him off. Janice loves hearing men beg, and she has fantasized about tickling and edging one of her tenants for years! Of course, she would never act on this desire, but now? Perhaps there’s a chance.
The next day, Janice went to collect rent from Viktor. Her heart was pounding as she knocked on the door. He answered, sheepishly opening the door and gazing at her long grey hair and petite frame.
“I’m sorry” he said. “My thesis is occupying so much of my time, I haven’t had enough shifts to pay in full. Please, this is all I have!” He slid her a noticeably light envelope of cash, his tips from the bar he works at some nights.
“Hmm.” Janice thumbed through the cash. $700 short. “I understand your situation, but I can’t accept late rent. In the past I have done payment plans or worked out other agreements. Are your parents having trouble sending over funds? I’ve seen this before, and I know of some workarounds if needed.”
“No” said Viktor, sheepishly. “Actually… my parents are more broke than I am. Maybe we can work out a payment plan? I’ll work every night if I have to, just please give me some time.”
Janice thought to herself for a moment, smiled, and took a deep breath to mask her excitement and steady her breathing. “Wait here for a moment. I may have a job you can do to help pay this back. I’ll come by in about a half hour, are you busy?”
“no” replied Viktor. “I’ll be here, just give me a knock.”
Janice strutted away as Viktor closed the door, her mind brimming with ideas. After a brief stop at home, she returned with a backpack and a new outfit— a sultry black dress that she usually reserves for special occasions.
Viktor, for his part, was not dressed very nicely. When he opened the door, he was wearing his usual gym outfit of athletic shorts and a tank top.
“May I come in?” Asked Janice.
“Sure. What’s this job you want me to do?”
“Well, first of all, I’m looking to get some new furniture for my units, and I need your help measuring what would be comfortable since you’re so tall.” Janice walked over to the couch, lifted the bottom cushions, placed a length of rope below them, and put the cushions back on top. “Ok. Now lay out on your back and put your arms above your head.”
“Uhhmmm. Ok?” Said Viktor, confused at the easy task he was given.
“Good, good.” Said Janice. She reached into her bag out of his view, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. “Ok, now just relax and stay outstretched.” With her heart pounding, she quickly cuffed his wrists and fastened it to the rope she placed earlier.
“Woah, what?” Said viktor, pulling his arms down slightly to examine his now cuffed wrists. Janice ran to the other end of the couch and pulled the rope from the other side to make it taut, pulling his wrists back above his head. She then sat on his legs and cuffed his ankles, threading the rope through a pulley and pulling it tight. Now, Viktor was trapped, the weight of his body holding the rope in place which keept him tightly bound.
“Woah, what the fuck? Hey, what’s this about?”
“Well Viktor” Janice purred. “You need to pay your rent somehow! And you’ve been watching VERY naughty videos, haven’t you Viktor?”
Viktor blushed. “Wh-what are you talking about?”
Janice walked over to the other side of the couch and knelt down next to Viktor. “Are you ticklish, Viktor?”
His blood ran cold. “Uhh.. no? N-no! I’m not!” He lied. “Hey, let me go, I’ll do whatever job I need to”
“Whatever job? Ok. Here’s the deal. I like tickling cute guys like you. You agree to be my tickle toy for 15 minutes, and we’ll call it even, ok?”
“Uhhh, what? But, I’m not ticklish!” He replied, fear and a twinge of excitement building in him.
“Well that’s for me to find out, isn’t it? Your time starts now.” Janice pulled a timer out of her bag and placed it on the ground nearby. She knelt next to his stomach, and lifted his shirt just slightly.
“Woah!” Said Viktor, struggling against his restraints. “What are you— ah! Ahaha! Ah!”
Viktor giggled and jumped as Janice began to trace her long nails right above his waistband.
“Not ticklish! Huh. Most be something else then.” She grinned at him, and lifted his shirt up over his face.
“Hey, what the fuck!” Said Viktor, no longer able to see. “Let me go, right now!” He struggled against the restraints.
Janice laughed. “Wow! Such a foul mouth, and so demanding! I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson!” Janice traced the nails of her left hand along Viktor’s lower stomach in soft, spidering motions, eliciting giggles from Viktor. With her right hand, she traced up and down, probing for a more explosive spot.
“Ah! Ahaha! Fuck you! That t-tickles!”
“Oh? Fuck me? You lied about being ticklish! That’s cause for punishment!” Janice noticed a twinge from him when she reached a spot on his ribs, moved both of her hands there, and began to tickle without mercy. Viktor gasped and squirmed as he felt the prodding and scratching sensations ignite all over his skin.
“AHAHAHAHA! FUCK! AHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!” He bucked his hips against the tickling torment.
“Not until you’ve learned your lesson!” Janice cooed, moving her fingers all over the helpless exposed skin of Viktor’s chest, slowly and methodically working him over to get to his armpits.
“AHAHAHAHA! YOU FREAK! AHAHAHA!” Viktor couldn’t believe the sensations he was feeling. He was desperate to get away, but a twinge of excitement kept him from panicking.
“Ohhh, you’re naughty, huh? Just for that, I’m going to make you BEG me to go easy!” Janice assaulted his armpits, fingers flying as she delighted in his screams and laughs. She kneaded, pressed, and raked her fingernails over his bare pits, feeling herself get more confident as she went.
Viktor bucked his hips at the torment, laughing and cursing and struggling against his restraints. Janice looked down at his squirming lower body, and noticed that he was slightly erect.
Janice shifted back to his waistband. “Fuckkk, stop! Please! I’ll get the rent money to you, I swear!” Janice looked at Viktor's face, covered by his shirt. “No, I think this will be okay! After all, this is like $2800 an hour!” She slid her nails teasingly up and down the skin above viktor’s waistband, reveling in his little twitches and low giggle. She kept up this gentle tickling, noticing his bulge grow as she lingered around his shorts.
“Oh?” Asked Janice, amused. “You’re asking me to stop, but you like being tickled?”
Viktor giggled and squirmed slightly under her light touches. “N-no ahaha! Fuck you, stop!”
“Again with the insults!” Said Janice. “When are you going to learn that begging is what gets you mercy!” She grabbed his shorts and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. Despite his protests, she climbed on his knees, and began to dig her thumbs into his hips.
“AHAHAHAHA!” Viktor bucked wildly, his manhood jerking up and down as he struggled as much as his restraints would allow. Janice looked down at him.
“Go ahead and start begging!”
“Never!” AHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! FUCK! AHAHAHA!
This defiance seemed to turn him on even more. Janice realized he liked being tormented and resisting. She wanted to see if she could get the brat to submit!
“Let’s see… where else are you ticklish? Such a tough guy, I bet you aren’t ticklish here!” She ran her nails along his shaft and balls with her left hand while mercilessly torturing his hip with her right. Viktor moaned involuntarily, and then screamed with laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUHUHUHUCK LET ME GOOHOHOO!”
“Not until you treat me right!” Janice began to intersperse some strokes along with the cock tickling to keep him hard and teased. Viktors body turned beet red.
“AHAHAHA! PLEASE! AHAHAHA!” He thrust his hips in the air, hoping for more pressure.
“Good boy! Good start! Now keep begging!”
Janice moved both hands to his wildly ticklish cock, and began to work him over.
“AHAHAHA! PLEASE! PLEASE STAHAHAHAP!”
”Oh, stop tickling your dick? Ok!”Janice moved her fingers back to his hips, digging and prodding while watching his cock bounce.
“NOHOHOHI! PLEASE STOP TICKLING! PLEASE T-Touch me! AHAHAHA!” Viktor was sheepish in admitting how aroused he was.
“Well, you were rude to me earlier. I think I’ll keep tickling you, and I think I’ll just keep you on the edge. How does that sound?” Janice began stroking him slowly with one hand and tickling his inner thigh with the other!
“Ah!! Ahhhh! Ahahahaha! Ahh! Mmmmfmfahaha! Mmmffffmmm! Ah! Ahahammmmfff!” Viktors moans mixed with his giggles as his stomach shook with laughter. “Pluheahehehese! Pleaahehehese! Mmmm! Plehehehehese!”
Janice was instantly turned on by the sincerity of his begging. Stuck between pleasure and torment, all Viktor could do was lie there and take it.
“Well, I have you for 15. Im going to tickle you for 15. But I tell you what. I love being in control. Make me feel in control, and perhaps I’ll make the tickling… less torturous.”
“AHAHA! AHAHAHA! Pleahehehehaease! Ahahaha!” Viktor thrust his hips up and down as he laughed, looking for more pleasure than Janice was willing to give.
“Oh no! You get as much stimulation as I give you, got it?” Janice removed her hands from his cock and tickled his bouncing balls and hips instead.
“NOHOHOHOHO! IM SORRY AHAHAHA! PLEASE! AHAHAHHAH!” Viktor erupted. His cock leaked on his chest as he laughed. Janice checked the time. 4 minutes left. “Ok hotshot, now lay still and take it. Let me know you’re ready to submit to me, and I might be nice to you!” Janice began the slow strokes again, tickling his balls mercilessly as she did so.
“AHAHA YOU’RE IN CONTROL! YOU’RE IN CONTROL! AHAHAHHA! YOURE IN CONTROL MS JANICE! IM YOUR TICKLE TOY!”
Janice’s ears perked up. Unprompted, he was able to say exactly the words that excited her! Admitting he’s her tickle toy? That’s so hot. He must’ve learned this from those little videos he likes. She tightened her grip and increased her stroke speed.
“Good boy! Keep begging, and maybe I’ll give you a reward!”
“AHAHA! PLEASE! PLEASE MS JANICE! PLEASE LET ME CUM!” Viktor’s body pulsed with excitement.
Janice, swept up in the moment, kept pumping and pumping more and more as he begged. She loved feeling like she was in control, and she loved watching him squirm but still beg for more.
“AHHHH!! MHHHMMMM!” Out of nowhere, Viktor shot hot ropes of cum all over himself.
“Ah- I’m sorry Ms Janice!”
“Don’t be.” Replied Janice. You’ve got 30 seconds left. Now you’re more ticklish than ever!
“NOHOHOHOO AHAHAHAHAHAH!” Viktor laughed. For the last 30 seconds, Janice worked him up and down, taking care not to overstimulate him too badly. Eventually, his 15 mins was up.
Janice cleaned Viktor up and unlocked his cuffs. They looked at each other awkwardly for a bit, and smiled.
“Hey, uhh Janice?” Said Viktor. “I don’t know if I can pay for next month. Think we can work something out?”
One benefit of providing the internet is that she can snoop on the browsing history of her students. Her mid 50s are a bit lonely, so she has developed somewhat of a parasocial relationship with her tenants. One night, she stumbled across something she had been hoping to find since she started 7 years ago. The new subletter Viktor was watching tickle porn.
Her eyes lit up and her heart pounded with excitement as she watched him click on video after video. Viktor is a tall, muscular, and vaguely Eastern European math PhD student. He mostly keeps to himself, only leaving to attend class or go to the gym. Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him click on a video she had seen before.
The video is titled “young buck tickled by silver fox for mouthing off”, and it shows a younger man strapped to a board while an older woman with grey hair tickles him mercilessly and strokes him off. Janice loves hearing men beg, and she has fantasized about tickling and edging one of her tenants for years! Of course, she would never act on this desire, but now? Perhaps there’s a chance.
The next day, Janice went to collect rent from Viktor. Her heart was pounding as she knocked on the door. He answered, sheepishly opening the door and gazing at her long grey hair and petite frame.
“I’m sorry” he said. “My thesis is occupying so much of my time, I haven’t had enough shifts to pay in full. Please, this is all I have!” He slid her a noticeably light envelope of cash, his tips from the bar he works at some nights.
“Hmm.” Janice thumbed through the cash. $700 short. “I understand your situation, but I can’t accept late rent. In the past I have done payment plans or worked out other agreements. Are your parents having trouble sending over funds? I’ve seen this before, and I know of some workarounds if needed.”
“No” said Viktor, sheepishly. “Actually… my parents are more broke than I am. Maybe we can work out a payment plan? I’ll work every night if I have to, just please give me some time.”
Janice thought to herself for a moment, smiled, and took a deep breath to mask her excitement and steady her breathing. “Wait here for a moment. I may have a job you can do to help pay this back. I’ll come by in about a half hour, are you busy?”
“no” replied Viktor. “I’ll be here, just give me a knock.”
Janice strutted away as Viktor closed the door, her mind brimming with ideas. After a brief stop at home, she returned with a backpack and a new outfit— a sultry black dress that she usually reserves for special occasions.
Viktor, for his part, was not dressed very nicely. When he opened the door, he was wearing his usual gym outfit of athletic shorts and a tank top.
“May I come in?” Asked Janice.
“Sure. What’s this job you want me to do?”
“Well, first of all, I’m looking to get some new furniture for my units, and I need your help measuring what would be comfortable since you’re so tall.” Janice walked over to the couch, lifted the bottom cushions, placed a length of rope below them, and put the cushions back on top. “Ok. Now lay out on your back and put your arms above your head.”
“Uhhmmm. Ok?” Said Viktor, confused at the easy task he was given.
“Good, good.” Said Janice. She reached into her bag out of his view, and pulled out a pair of handcuffs. “Ok, now just relax and stay outstretched.” With her heart pounding, she quickly cuffed his wrists and fastened it to the rope she placed earlier.
“Woah, what?” Said viktor, pulling his arms down slightly to examine his now cuffed wrists. Janice ran to the other end of the couch and pulled the rope from the other side to make it taut, pulling his wrists back above his head. She then sat on his legs and cuffed his ankles, threading the rope through a pulley and pulling it tight. Now, Viktor was trapped, the weight of his body holding the rope in place which keept him tightly bound.
“Woah, what the fuck? Hey, what’s this about?”
“Well Viktor” Janice purred. “You need to pay your rent somehow! And you’ve been watching VERY naughty videos, haven’t you Viktor?”
Viktor blushed. “Wh-what are you talking about?”
Janice walked over to the other side of the couch and knelt down next to Viktor. “Are you ticklish, Viktor?”
His blood ran cold. “Uhh.. no? N-no! I’m not!” He lied. “Hey, let me go, I’ll do whatever job I need to”
“Whatever job? Ok. Here’s the deal. I like tickling cute guys like you. You agree to be my tickle toy for 15 minutes, and we’ll call it even, ok?”
“Uhhh, what? But, I’m not ticklish!” He replied, fear and a twinge of excitement building in him.
“Well that’s for me to find out, isn’t it? Your time starts now.” Janice pulled a timer out of her bag and placed it on the ground nearby. She knelt next to his stomach, and lifted his shirt just slightly.
“Woah!” Said Viktor, struggling against his restraints. “What are you— ah! Ahaha! Ah!”
Viktor giggled and jumped as Janice began to trace her long nails right above his waistband.
“Not ticklish! Huh. Most be something else then.” She grinned at him, and lifted his shirt up over his face.
“Hey, what the fuck!” Said Viktor, no longer able to see. “Let me go, right now!” He struggled against the restraints.
Janice laughed. “Wow! Such a foul mouth, and so demanding! I guess I’ll have to teach you a lesson!” Janice traced the nails of her left hand along Viktor’s lower stomach in soft, spidering motions, eliciting giggles from Viktor. With her right hand, she traced up and down, probing for a more explosive spot.
“Ah! Ahaha! Fuck you! That t-tickles!”
“Oh? Fuck me? You lied about being ticklish! That’s cause for punishment!” Janice noticed a twinge from him when she reached a spot on his ribs, moved both of her hands there, and began to tickle without mercy. Viktor gasped and squirmed as he felt the prodding and scratching sensations ignite all over his skin.
“AHAHAHAHA! FUCK! AHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!” He bucked his hips against the tickling torment.
“Not until you’ve learned your lesson!” Janice cooed, moving her fingers all over the helpless exposed skin of Viktor’s chest, slowly and methodically working him over to get to his armpits.
“AHAHAHAHA! YOU FREAK! AHAHAHA!” Viktor couldn’t believe the sensations he was feeling. He was desperate to get away, but a twinge of excitement kept him from panicking.
“Ohhh, you’re naughty, huh? Just for that, I’m going to make you BEG me to go easy!” Janice assaulted his armpits, fingers flying as she delighted in his screams and laughs. She kneaded, pressed, and raked her fingernails over his bare pits, feeling herself get more confident as she went.
Viktor bucked his hips at the torment, laughing and cursing and struggling against his restraints. Janice looked down at his squirming lower body, and noticed that he was slightly erect.
Janice shifted back to his waistband. “Fuckkk, stop! Please! I’ll get the rent money to you, I swear!” Janice looked at Viktor's face, covered by his shirt. “No, I think this will be okay! After all, this is like $2800 an hour!” She slid her nails teasingly up and down the skin above viktor’s waistband, reveling in his little twitches and low giggle. She kept up this gentle tickling, noticing his bulge grow as she lingered around his shorts.
“Oh?” Asked Janice, amused. “You’re asking me to stop, but you like being tickled?”
Viktor giggled and squirmed slightly under her light touches. “N-no ahaha! Fuck you, stop!”
“Again with the insults!” Said Janice. “When are you going to learn that begging is what gets you mercy!” She grabbed his shorts and pulled them down, revealing his hard cock. Despite his protests, she climbed on his knees, and began to dig her thumbs into his hips.
“AHAHAHAHA!” Viktor bucked wildly, his manhood jerking up and down as he struggled as much as his restraints would allow. Janice looked down at him.
“Go ahead and start begging!”
“Never!” AHAHAHAHA! HAHAHA! FUCK! AHAHAHA!
This defiance seemed to turn him on even more. Janice realized he liked being tormented and resisting. She wanted to see if she could get the brat to submit!
“Let’s see… where else are you ticklish? Such a tough guy, I bet you aren’t ticklish here!” She ran her nails along his shaft and balls with her left hand while mercilessly torturing his hip with her right. Viktor moaned involuntarily, and then screamed with laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA WHAT THE FUHUHUHUCK LET ME GOOHOHOO!”
“Not until you treat me right!” Janice began to intersperse some strokes along with the cock tickling to keep him hard and teased. Viktors body turned beet red.
“AHAHAHA! PLEASE! AHAHAHA!” He thrust his hips in the air, hoping for more pressure.
“Good boy! Good start! Now keep begging!”
Janice moved both hands to his wildly ticklish cock, and began to work him over.
“AHAHAHA! PLEASE! PLEASE STAHAHAHAP!”
”Oh, stop tickling your dick? Ok!”Janice moved her fingers back to his hips, digging and prodding while watching his cock bounce.
“NOHOHOHI! PLEASE STOP TICKLING! PLEASE T-Touch me! AHAHAHA!” Viktor was sheepish in admitting how aroused he was.
“Well, you were rude to me earlier. I think I’ll keep tickling you, and I think I’ll just keep you on the edge. How does that sound?” Janice began stroking him slowly with one hand and tickling his inner thigh with the other!
“Ah!! Ahhhh! Ahahahaha! Ahh! Mmmmfmfahaha! Mmmffffmmm! Ah! Ahahammmmfff!” Viktors moans mixed with his giggles as his stomach shook with laughter. “Pluheahehehese! Pleaahehehese! Mmmm! Plehehehehese!”
Janice was instantly turned on by the sincerity of his begging. Stuck between pleasure and torment, all Viktor could do was lie there and take it.
“Well, I have you for 15. Im going to tickle you for 15. But I tell you what. I love being in control. Make me feel in control, and perhaps I’ll make the tickling… less torturous.”
“AHAHA! AHAHAHA! Pleahehehehaease! Ahahaha!” Viktor thrust his hips up and down as he laughed, looking for more pleasure than Janice was willing to give.
“Oh no! You get as much stimulation as I give you, got it?” Janice removed her hands from his cock and tickled his bouncing balls and hips instead.
“NOHOHOHOHO! IM SORRY AHAHAHA! PLEASE! AHAHAHHAH!” Viktor erupted. His cock leaked on his chest as he laughed. Janice checked the time. 4 minutes left. “Ok hotshot, now lay still and take it. Let me know you’re ready to submit to me, and I might be nice to you!” Janice began the slow strokes again, tickling his balls mercilessly as she did so.
“AHAHA YOU’RE IN CONTROL! YOU’RE IN CONTROL! AHAHAHHA! YOURE IN CONTROL MS JANICE! IM YOUR TICKLE TOY!”
Janice’s ears perked up. Unprompted, he was able to say exactly the words that excited her! Admitting he’s her tickle toy? That’s so hot. He must’ve learned this from those little videos he likes. She tightened her grip and increased her stroke speed.
“Good boy! Keep begging, and maybe I’ll give you a reward!”
“AHAHA! PLEASE! PLEASE MS JANICE! PLEASE LET ME CUM!” Viktor’s body pulsed with excitement.
Janice, swept up in the moment, kept pumping and pumping more and more as he begged. She loved feeling like she was in control, and she loved watching him squirm but still beg for more.
“AHHHH!! MHHHMMMM!” Out of nowhere, Viktor shot hot ropes of cum all over himself.
“Ah- I’m sorry Ms Janice!”
“Don’t be.” Replied Janice. You’ve got 30 seconds left. Now you’re more ticklish than ever!
“NOHOHOHOO AHAHAHAHAHAH!” Viktor laughed. For the last 30 seconds, Janice worked him up and down, taking care not to overstimulate him too badly. Eventually, his 15 mins was up.
Janice cleaned Viktor up and unlocked his cuffs. They looked at each other awkwardly for a bit, and smiled.
“Hey, uhh Janice?” Said Viktor. “I don’t know if I can pay for next month. Think we can work something out?”
