Charlotte had meantioned how tickling was a major weakness of mine a few times to Paul and Karen. I can only imagine that that is why, after bragging about how much I own at table tennis, Paul suggested that he and I play, and that the loser has to let the winner tickle them.
My ego and pride outweighed my common sense as usual and so I pretty much instantly agreed. Paul was pretty cute and I genuinely wanted to experiment tormenting all the sensitive areas of his body, but more than anything I wanted to demonstrate my superiority and table tennis.
Fast forward to the end of the game.
I was frozen in shock, my mind unable to comprehend that I had lost and even less able to accept the punishment I had coming. Paul grinned like a bastard and started nonchalantly instructing me to take my shoes and socks off and lay down.
I huffed and puffed and complained while I reluctantly and nervously took off my shoes, then my socks.
In response to my grumbling, he very flatly stated; as he sat on my lower thighs: "No pulling away, no whining and no begging for mercy".
I made a growl but thought better of it, I was pretty sure he'd get the idea to add extra time if I didn't comply with those rules, so I kept quiet.
That is, until I felt his fingernails attacking the balls of my feet. I instantly burst into laughter, the kind that sounds like you're about to start crying. I could feel him grinning as he kept up his assault on my bare feet, he was extremely rough which is the worst technique you can use with me, especially on my feet and I was SCREAMING! I held my feet as still as I could but everything else was flailing. I was beside mynself, writhing around, pulling my hair out, doing anything I could to try and take it. I wanted so badly to beg for mercy but I couldn't. I was being driven out of my mind!
"Sorry, you should have tried harder to win, lay there and take it, you have to let me tickle you." He said, further driving me up the wall.
Losing at your own game is bad enough, having to sit there and let the guy who beat you tickle your feet while you go crazy is adding major insult to injury.
After an eternity he turned around and reached into my shirt and started on my sides, making me immediately erupt into giggles. I vetoed my own attempt to plead "no not there!" And my attempt to cover my sides, lifting up my arms instead.
I just laid there giggling while he worked his way over my stomach. I was out of breath and silently blubbering, but I held up my arms and let him torture me.
He scooted up and started kneading at my armpits drawing out a groan of agony giggles.
To be even more cruel he forced me to let him take my shirt off, casually reminding me that I wasn't allowed to refuse.
I was basically in tears laughing the second he started scribbling over my bare armpits. I once again wanted so badly to beg for mercy or protest or plead with him to tickle me somewhere else. but couldn't. All I could do is wait for him to get bored.
Eventually he moved up to my neck. Making me produce a humiliating keening sound.
When it was over I was completely exhausted. Karen and Charlotte congratulated him while I decompressed and got my witts about me. He was a very cruel and sadistic tickler and I immediately started plotting my revenge.
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My ego and pride outweighed my common sense as usual and so I pretty much instantly agreed. Paul was pretty cute and I genuinely wanted to experiment tormenting all the sensitive areas of his body, but more than anything I wanted to demonstrate my superiority and table tennis.
Fast forward to the end of the game.
I was frozen in shock, my mind unable to comprehend that I had lost and even less able to accept the punishment I had coming. Paul grinned like a bastard and started nonchalantly instructing me to take my shoes and socks off and lay down.
I huffed and puffed and complained while I reluctantly and nervously took off my shoes, then my socks.
In response to my grumbling, he very flatly stated; as he sat on my lower thighs: "No pulling away, no whining and no begging for mercy".
I made a growl but thought better of it, I was pretty sure he'd get the idea to add extra time if I didn't comply with those rules, so I kept quiet.
That is, until I felt his fingernails attacking the balls of my feet. I instantly burst into laughter, the kind that sounds like you're about to start crying. I could feel him grinning as he kept up his assault on my bare feet, he was extremely rough which is the worst technique you can use with me, especially on my feet and I was SCREAMING! I held my feet as still as I could but everything else was flailing. I was beside mynself, writhing around, pulling my hair out, doing anything I could to try and take it. I wanted so badly to beg for mercy but I couldn't. I was being driven out of my mind!
"Sorry, you should have tried harder to win, lay there and take it, you have to let me tickle you." He said, further driving me up the wall.
Losing at your own game is bad enough, having to sit there and let the guy who beat you tickle your feet while you go crazy is adding major insult to injury.
After an eternity he turned around and reached into my shirt and started on my sides, making me immediately erupt into giggles. I vetoed my own attempt to plead "no not there!" And my attempt to cover my sides, lifting up my arms instead.
I just laid there giggling while he worked his way over my stomach. I was out of breath and silently blubbering, but I held up my arms and let him torture me.
He scooted up and started kneading at my armpits drawing out a groan of agony giggles.
To be even more cruel he forced me to let him take my shirt off, casually reminding me that I wasn't allowed to refuse.
I was basically in tears laughing the second he started scribbling over my bare armpits. I once again wanted so badly to beg for mercy or protest or plead with him to tickle me somewhere else. but couldn't. All I could do is wait for him to get bored.
Eventually he moved up to my neck. Making me produce a humiliating keening sound.
When it was over I was completely exhausted. Karen and Charlotte congratulated him while I decompressed and got my witts about me. He was a very cruel and sadistic tickler and I immediately started plotting my revenge.
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