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Part 1: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?337869-Lights-Camera-Laughter!-Pt-1-(M-F)
Still looking at Ginny, Chad talked to Grace.
"Grace, check my appointments. Anything going on today?"
Grace consulted the computer.
"A production meeting at 2," she said.
"Move it," Chad said, still looking into Ginny's eyes. "Something's come up."
A broad smile crossed Ginny's face. She's really going to be tickled! Again!
"Go have some lunch and rest a bit, then we'll continue. There's a comfortable lounge down the hall."
"The bedroom scene again?" she asked.
"We'll see. Go rest. Come back at 2," Chad answered.
Ginny slipped on a pair of flip-flops and a robe over her bikini. Two o'clock was two hours away, but it couldn't come fast enough. Ginny couldn't rest. Indeed, her heart raced with anticipation.
When she returned, Chad said, "I think we'll try something a little different. Come with me."
Ginny followed Chad down the hall to a difference studio. He opened the door, and let Ginny enter first. He folllowed closely behind.
This was clearly set up like a dungeon. It was dimly lit. In the middle of the room was a padded table with leather cuffs on either side at each end. At one end of the room was a large X-Frame, also padded, with cuffs at the top and bottom.
"Choose your poison," Chad said with a smile. "If you want to, of course. We won't make you do anything you don't want to".
She was NEVER in this situation before. It seemed a little weird for her, but, after all, it wasn't THAT different from the bedroom scene; she was still being restrained, and, of course, she was still being tickled.
"The X-Frame, please," she said.
"Excellent!" Chad was clearly pleased. "I know we said we'd do only the lower body next, but this scene really is meant for full-body tickling. Is that OK with you?"
Ginny didn't hesitate a second. "Of course!" she exclaimed.
A production assistant led Ginny over to the X-Frame. There were two soft pads at the foot of the X-Frame beneath each of the legs. Ginny took off her robe and flip-flops, turned around to face the assistant, and backed up against the device, stepping on the pads. She felt a small protrusion in the middle, separating her body slightly from the device.
The assistant restrained her arms and ankles. Ginny found that her limbs were spread quite far apart. Between that and her skimpy bikini, she felt totally exposed. She couldn't help but be nervous.
Both Chad and Grace came over to her.
Chad placed a hand on Ginny's arm as Grace spoke in a soothing voice. "Are you ok with this? I promise you'll be perfectly safe."
"I-I am a little nervous about this," Ginny said in a shaky voice.
"OK, look," said Grace, putting a small smile on her face. "Let's try using a safe word. How's 'zotz'?"
Ginny laughed at the funny word, and that, alone, seemed to put her more at ease.
"OK, let's do it! No script?"
"No script," Chad answered. "Scott will lead the dialog, and I'm sure you'll know what to say. I KNOW you'll know what to do."
"Lights! A bit higher, please!" Chad yelled.
The cameras went to their marks, and the lights came up to minimum levels. Chad and Grace pulled back out of camera range.
Like this morning, Chad shouted "Go!" and a red light shone above each camera.
Scott came in the room, slid a finger down one arm, and sighed.
"So much ticklish skin, so little time," he said.
Ginny giggled, and played along. "Please, let me go," she said. "I don't think I can take it. I'm incredibly ticklish."
Scott bent down and ran a finger up each leg from ankle to thigh. As soon as he touched her ankles, she giggled. As his fingers travelled up to her thighs, her giggles evolved into outright laughter.
He spider-tickled the backs of her legs, going back to her ankles. No matter where he tickled, raucous laughter poured from her lips. When he got to the backs of her knees, her eyes opened wide, her mouth twisted in a grin, but only silence came out.
Further and further down he went. Eventually, Ginny was able to catch her breath and hysterical laughter once again filled the room.
At last, he reached them. Her feet. He tickle-attacked them without mercy. From toes to heels, his fingers tickled relentlessly. Her laughter filled the building.
"AAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA" was all Ginny could manage.
He tickled her feet and legs for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes. Just when Ginny didn't think she could take another second, she saw Grace come in the room. Scott stopped to let Ginny catch her breath.
Thru her labored breathing, Ginny finally spoke.
"Thank you," she said. "I couldn't take anymore. I'm done."
As her giggles trailed off, Grace walked up to her. Ginny was sure the shoot was over. She smiled as Grace got closer. But her smile turned to horror as Grace showed her long nails to Ginny.
"I don't think so," Scott said with an evil smile.
Without warning, Grace started on Ginny's underarms, her worst spot. Ginny screamed as Grace's nails scraped the immensely ticklish skin. Like Scott, Grace was an expert tickler, especially with those long nails of hers. Grace reached around behind Ginny and started tickling her back. If she could, Ginny would have fallen to the ground, but her bonds held tight.
Her mind was a mess; she couldn't think straight, couldn't think of the safe word. All she could do was laugh hysterically. As Grace tickled lower on her back. Ginny felt her butt being tickled at the same time.
As Scott attacked her butt, Grace continued tickling her back, lower, lower, until she reached Ginny's tailbone.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Just when Ginny didn't think she could laugh any harder, her hysterics rose another octave.
Suddenly, Ginny wet herself. She tried not to, but there was no way to control it. She wet her bikini, soaking it.
Grace and Scott chuckled at Ginny's misfortune, but kept tickling. Scott ran his fingers along Ginny's buttcrack, Grace continued on her tailbone, then went to her belly, where she tickled the sensitive skin and played with Ginny's bellybutton.
After another 20 minutes, Ginny was somehow able to form one word.
"Zotz!" she exclaimed.
Scott and Grace stopped immediately. Ginny was beyond a tickled mess, but survived.
"Cut!" Chad shouted, and the shoot was finally over.
Scott unstrapped Ginny from the X-Frame, and Grace hugged her. Grace led her to the bed,laid her gently down, and covered her.
Ginny had no problem falling asleep.
Still looking at Ginny, Chad talked to Grace.
"Grace, check my appointments. Anything going on today?"
Grace consulted the computer.
"A production meeting at 2," she said.
"Move it," Chad said, still looking into Ginny's eyes. "Something's come up."
A broad smile crossed Ginny's face. She's really going to be tickled! Again!
"Go have some lunch and rest a bit, then we'll continue. There's a comfortable lounge down the hall."
"The bedroom scene again?" she asked.
"We'll see. Go rest. Come back at 2," Chad answered.
Ginny slipped on a pair of flip-flops and a robe over her bikini. Two o'clock was two hours away, but it couldn't come fast enough. Ginny couldn't rest. Indeed, her heart raced with anticipation.
When she returned, Chad said, "I think we'll try something a little different. Come with me."
Ginny followed Chad down the hall to a difference studio. He opened the door, and let Ginny enter first. He folllowed closely behind.
This was clearly set up like a dungeon. It was dimly lit. In the middle of the room was a padded table with leather cuffs on either side at each end. At one end of the room was a large X-Frame, also padded, with cuffs at the top and bottom.
"Choose your poison," Chad said with a smile. "If you want to, of course. We won't make you do anything you don't want to".
She was NEVER in this situation before. It seemed a little weird for her, but, after all, it wasn't THAT different from the bedroom scene; she was still being restrained, and, of course, she was still being tickled.
"The X-Frame, please," she said.
"Excellent!" Chad was clearly pleased. "I know we said we'd do only the lower body next, but this scene really is meant for full-body tickling. Is that OK with you?"
Ginny didn't hesitate a second. "Of course!" she exclaimed.
A production assistant led Ginny over to the X-Frame. There were two soft pads at the foot of the X-Frame beneath each of the legs. Ginny took off her robe and flip-flops, turned around to face the assistant, and backed up against the device, stepping on the pads. She felt a small protrusion in the middle, separating her body slightly from the device.
The assistant restrained her arms and ankles. Ginny found that her limbs were spread quite far apart. Between that and her skimpy bikini, she felt totally exposed. She couldn't help but be nervous.
Both Chad and Grace came over to her.
Chad placed a hand on Ginny's arm as Grace spoke in a soothing voice. "Are you ok with this? I promise you'll be perfectly safe."
"I-I am a little nervous about this," Ginny said in a shaky voice.
"OK, look," said Grace, putting a small smile on her face. "Let's try using a safe word. How's 'zotz'?"
Ginny laughed at the funny word, and that, alone, seemed to put her more at ease.
"OK, let's do it! No script?"
"No script," Chad answered. "Scott will lead the dialog, and I'm sure you'll know what to say. I KNOW you'll know what to do."
"Lights! A bit higher, please!" Chad yelled.
The cameras went to their marks, and the lights came up to minimum levels. Chad and Grace pulled back out of camera range.
Like this morning, Chad shouted "Go!" and a red light shone above each camera.
Scott came in the room, slid a finger down one arm, and sighed.
"So much ticklish skin, so little time," he said.
Ginny giggled, and played along. "Please, let me go," she said. "I don't think I can take it. I'm incredibly ticklish."
Scott bent down and ran a finger up each leg from ankle to thigh. As soon as he touched her ankles, she giggled. As his fingers travelled up to her thighs, her giggles evolved into outright laughter.
He spider-tickled the backs of her legs, going back to her ankles. No matter where he tickled, raucous laughter poured from her lips. When he got to the backs of her knees, her eyes opened wide, her mouth twisted in a grin, but only silence came out.
Further and further down he went. Eventually, Ginny was able to catch her breath and hysterical laughter once again filled the room.
At last, he reached them. Her feet. He tickle-attacked them without mercy. From toes to heels, his fingers tickled relentlessly. Her laughter filled the building.
"AAAAHHHAHAHAHAHAHA" was all Ginny could manage.
He tickled her feet and legs for what seemed like hours, but it was only minutes. Just when Ginny didn't think she could take another second, she saw Grace come in the room. Scott stopped to let Ginny catch her breath.
Thru her labored breathing, Ginny finally spoke.
"Thank you," she said. "I couldn't take anymore. I'm done."
As her giggles trailed off, Grace walked up to her. Ginny was sure the shoot was over. She smiled as Grace got closer. But her smile turned to horror as Grace showed her long nails to Ginny.
"I don't think so," Scott said with an evil smile.
Without warning, Grace started on Ginny's underarms, her worst spot. Ginny screamed as Grace's nails scraped the immensely ticklish skin. Like Scott, Grace was an expert tickler, especially with those long nails of hers. Grace reached around behind Ginny and started tickling her back. If she could, Ginny would have fallen to the ground, but her bonds held tight.
Her mind was a mess; she couldn't think straight, couldn't think of the safe word. All she could do was laugh hysterically. As Grace tickled lower on her back. Ginny felt her butt being tickled at the same time.
As Scott attacked her butt, Grace continued tickling her back, lower, lower, until she reached Ginny's tailbone.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" Just when Ginny didn't think she could laugh any harder, her hysterics rose another octave.
Suddenly, Ginny wet herself. She tried not to, but there was no way to control it. She wet her bikini, soaking it.
Grace and Scott chuckled at Ginny's misfortune, but kept tickling. Scott ran his fingers along Ginny's buttcrack, Grace continued on her tailbone, then went to her belly, where she tickled the sensitive skin and played with Ginny's bellybutton.
After another 20 minutes, Ginny was somehow able to form one word.
"Zotz!" she exclaimed.
Scott and Grace stopped immediately. Ginny was beyond a tickled mess, but survived.
"Cut!" Chad shouted, and the shoot was finally over.
Scott unstrapped Ginny from the X-Frame, and Grace hugged her. Grace led her to the bed,laid her gently down, and covered her.
Ginny had no problem falling asleep.
