This happened a few months ago with my ex-gf. We'd been out into the city centre, just browsing and shopping, and eventually ended up at an arcade where they had one of those air-hockey tables. After beating her 2-0, she suggested that the next winner was the over-all winner of the day, and I said the loser had to pay for lunch, to which she replied "how about the loser gets tied up and tickled for 10 minutes?" (She already knew about my fetish, and had let me tie her up once before). Since I'd already won two, and she wasn't particularly good at the game, I happily accepted the challenge.
Everything was going well, the score 5-2 to me (first to 7 wins), and out of nowhere, she suddenly got point after point after point! Beating me 6-7!
"You're gonna get tickled, you're gonna get tickled" she taunted as I tried to act cool in my moment of failure.
A few hours passed, we ate lunch, had a wonder around, then returned home later that day. The tickling hadn't been mentioned since the arcade, and I thought she'd forgotten about it. We sat on my bed and I leaned over to the DVD collection, asking what she'd like to watch, to which she said
"Oh no you don't. You're getting tickled for 10 minutes first".
"Hmmm I don't know about that" I joked.
"Come on!" she said "We both know you'd tickle me if I had lost. This time I get to tickle you".
I was a little hesitant, as although I've been tied and tickled before, I've never been tied up by her. The relationship hadn't been going on for so long yet, and submitting to people for the first time always made me nervous.
She pushed me back, pulled my belt off from my jeans, and used it tie my arms to the bed-board.
"Where are your other belts?" she asked
"This is enough" I said
"I want to tie your legs up too" she replied.
I told her the belts were in the second drawer down, to which she pulled out two more and used them to strap my ankles to either side of the metal frame at the end of the bed.
She sat on top of my legs and pushed her hands under my shirt, positioning her fingers on my stomach. I started to twitch and squirm as she drummer her finger tips across me
"I haven't even started yet and you're squirming" she laughed.
"I'm a bit ticklish" I joked.
"I can see that... Okay, your ten minutes staaaaarrrrrrtttsssss........NOW!"
With that she suddenly starting spider tickling my stomach and sides. I burst out laughing and yanked at the restraints, flailing around like a loon, trying to escape from the tickling.
She tickled across my stomach, up and down my sides, over my ribs and down to the line where my hips join my leg, a particular bad spot for me!
"NOT THERE NOT THERE!" I screamed out as she pressed into my hips
"Awww not here?" she mocked as she continued to wiggle her fingertips. It was utter torture.
She slid her hands up my chest and started drawing little circles in my arm pits. This absolutely drove me through the roof! I was screaming with laughter and couldn't form any sort of coherent words other than "hahaaaaastttaaooohaha"
After a few moments of torture, she got up, walked to the end of the bed, knelt down and pulled off my socks.
"Five minutes to go" she smiled. "I'm enjoying this. Are you?"
Her fingernails trailed down my soles and I let out a girly scream, followed by continuous laughter as she went up and down my arches, across the tops, then in between and behind my toes. The more I thrashed about, the tighter I pulled the belts holding me in place. It was like a chinese finger trap!
She stopped for a moment, as she said
"Hmm, you like doing this to me, let's see how you like it".
I felt something scrape down the side of my foot as I burst out laughing again
"Did you just bite my foot?!" I asked
"Tickles doesn't it?" she said, as she lent forward and did it again on the other foot.
I had been broken by this point, and every nibble she took felt like all the tickling from earlier combined into one! She continued to nibble and lick the soles of my feet for another few moments, before stopping and saying "Hmm, it's not even been ten minutes yet, but I think I'll stop now. You look like you can't breathe".
I was out of breath, sweating, my heart was racing, and my whole body tingled with ticklish sensitivity.
She untied me after that, and we just lay together for a while until I had recovered.
Overall, good fun!
Everything was going well, the score 5-2 to me (first to 7 wins), and out of nowhere, she suddenly got point after point after point! Beating me 6-7!
"You're gonna get tickled, you're gonna get tickled" she taunted as I tried to act cool in my moment of failure.
A few hours passed, we ate lunch, had a wonder around, then returned home later that day. The tickling hadn't been mentioned since the arcade, and I thought she'd forgotten about it. We sat on my bed and I leaned over to the DVD collection, asking what she'd like to watch, to which she said
"Oh no you don't. You're getting tickled for 10 minutes first".
"Hmmm I don't know about that" I joked.
"Come on!" she said "We both know you'd tickle me if I had lost. This time I get to tickle you".
I was a little hesitant, as although I've been tied and tickled before, I've never been tied up by her. The relationship hadn't been going on for so long yet, and submitting to people for the first time always made me nervous.
She pushed me back, pulled my belt off from my jeans, and used it tie my arms to the bed-board.
"Where are your other belts?" she asked
"This is enough" I said
"I want to tie your legs up too" she replied.
I told her the belts were in the second drawer down, to which she pulled out two more and used them to strap my ankles to either side of the metal frame at the end of the bed.
She sat on top of my legs and pushed her hands under my shirt, positioning her fingers on my stomach. I started to twitch and squirm as she drummer her finger tips across me
"I haven't even started yet and you're squirming" she laughed.
"I'm a bit ticklish" I joked.
"I can see that... Okay, your ten minutes staaaaarrrrrrtttsssss........NOW!"
With that she suddenly starting spider tickling my stomach and sides. I burst out laughing and yanked at the restraints, flailing around like a loon, trying to escape from the tickling.
She tickled across my stomach, up and down my sides, over my ribs and down to the line where my hips join my leg, a particular bad spot for me!
"NOT THERE NOT THERE!" I screamed out as she pressed into my hips
"Awww not here?" she mocked as she continued to wiggle her fingertips. It was utter torture.
She slid her hands up my chest and started drawing little circles in my arm pits. This absolutely drove me through the roof! I was screaming with laughter and couldn't form any sort of coherent words other than "hahaaaaastttaaooohaha"
After a few moments of torture, she got up, walked to the end of the bed, knelt down and pulled off my socks.
"Five minutes to go" she smiled. "I'm enjoying this. Are you?"
Her fingernails trailed down my soles and I let out a girly scream, followed by continuous laughter as she went up and down my arches, across the tops, then in between and behind my toes. The more I thrashed about, the tighter I pulled the belts holding me in place. It was like a chinese finger trap!
She stopped for a moment, as she said
"Hmm, you like doing this to me, let's see how you like it".
I felt something scrape down the side of my foot as I burst out laughing again
"Did you just bite my foot?!" I asked
"Tickles doesn't it?" she said, as she lent forward and did it again on the other foot.
I had been broken by this point, and every nibble she took felt like all the tickling from earlier combined into one! She continued to nibble and lick the soles of my feet for another few moments, before stopping and saying "Hmm, it's not even been ten minutes yet, but I think I'll stop now. You look like you can't breathe".
I was out of breath, sweating, my heart was racing, and my whole body tingled with ticklish sensitivity.
She untied me after that, and we just lay together for a while until I had recovered.
Overall, good fun!
