WARNING // INTENSE // GRAPHIC // SEXUAL
The girl that I am seeing is a full blown tickling convert, thanks in small part to my skill at presenting the fetish in the right light but mostly to having the good fortune to unlock her inner experimental sexuality- long story short, she is a hyperticklish 'lee who makes sure I hear every story of tickling hyjinx she instigates and who writes stories about tickling fantasies to either play out in the future or in remembrance of real events.
She has graciously allowed me to repost one such story so I can brag a little about how lucky I am. Names have been changed, of course, to protect identities- but she has asked me to forward any comments left on the forum, so feel free to post!
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I watch as you move the nightstands closer together and place the 2x4 on top. You command me to strip down naked and come to you. I hesitate for a moment but know with the look in your eyes that you are in no mood to play games. I pull my shirt off up over my head and unhook my black laced bra, letting it fall to the floor. Slowly unbuttoning my pants and letting them drop without effort. The dark red thong is the only piece of clothing left as I pull them down over my butt and walk slowly over to you.
“Get on the board,” you demand, in a voice unlike I have ever heard before. My body lifts up onto the board in seconds, not wanting to test you if I didn’t obey. You push my knees up and place the crossbar under them……my heart beats faster as you tie my ankles together and let my feet dangle just slightly under the 2x4. You raise my hands up over my head and tie my wrists together, so that my hands can still grab onto the board I lay on. My elbows are bent slightly and directly in front of my face and I start to think I may have some movement in my arms, just before you tie my elbows together. I whimper loudly, knowing the little piece of freedom is now gone. I hear the stretch of saran wrap as you pull it over my breasts and wrap me to the board. My nipples are hard, both out of fear and delight. I can hear the rope as you pull it out of your box……..letting it glide over my stomach before you tie up my hips. I can’t help but wish in my head that I could run……starting to beg before you even begin my torture.
“Please Operator, please, I can’t do this…please let me go.” Your evil chuckle blares loudly in my ears as you say, “You don’t have much of a choice now, do you darling?”….The rope wraps around me harnessing my lower body to the board……..I can’t move…completely helpless under your control….and I’m scared. A tear drop runs down my cheek and your finger races to catch it, slowly kissing my lips as you say, “Don’t worry, Cassy, you’ll be laughing in a minute, I promise.” Before I can start to answer, you wrap a gag around my mouth, muffling whatever pleas I speak to ask you to stop, before you even begin. My head twists side to side in a futile attempt to stop you….my eyes pleading with you before you blindfold me. I can’t see you…all I can do is strain to listen where you are. Your fingers glide over my underarms as a soft giggle stirs in my throat…..down my sides, across my hips and thighs, down around my knees…..beginning to make my body squirm as you reach my feet. Gliding one finger up and down each arch of my feet, forcing my toes to curl….staring soooo slowly, building the anticipation in me. My back tries to arch upward as your hands dig deeper into my feet, then my calves…..creeping up my thighs and hips. I twist as much as I can to escape your touch. My giggles turn into hard laughter under my gag…..”Please stop Operator…please.”….I beg under my gag, but you don’t hear my pleas.
As your hands dig deep into my sides, my body shakes in laughter….over and over, up and down my entire body. I can barely take anymore as my torture continues for what seems like hours. When you grab my feet after playing with my thighs, my body jerks forward, slamming myself hard back down against the board. My head twists side to side….pulling on everything that is tying me down. The rope is leaving burn marks over my skin from slamming my hips so hard against it, trying to escape you….the crossbar under me knees stopping me from straightening my legs, grows heavier and heavier with each passing minute. I want you to stop…..the bruises up and down my body from your hands tickling me grow deep purple…..my laughter uncontrollable as the tears drop down under my blindfold. You take off the gag just to hear me scream and beg. “Please, please, please stop, I can’t take anymore…Please Operator I’ll do anything, I’ll promise you anything. Please….just tell me what you want.” I beg louder and louder over fits of laughter, barely able to breathe. You don’t stop. Switching in between your fingers, feathers, and toothbrushes. Making your way over my entire body, I can’t take anymore and scream out one last plea before I pass out under your torture.
Waking to feel not one set if hands, but two……tickling and torturing my body. Over and over you attack my underarms and sides as she attacks my feet and thighs. I beg for you to stop as I become aware if what’s happening. Both of you play up and down my body……making me shiver, twist, laugh and cry. I scream out like you’ve never heard before to stop. You ask, “What will you offer me in exchange.”….”Please Operator, let me suck on you while you tie her down and tickle her, please….”
I can see your grin even under the blindfold. You untie me and take off the blindfold as you instruct her to replace where I once lay. We both tie her down together. You take her bottom half, while I immobilize her wrists and elbows. As your hands work up and down her body, making her writhe underneath you, I take your hard cock into my mouth and suck hard and fast, working with the pace of your hands on her….I watch you struggle between torturing her and releasing into my mouth…..The deeper you hit the back of my throat, the more I gag with the depth of you in my mouth, the harder it becomes. Your hands dig deeper and deeper into her as you’re about to cum. My tongue slides under your cock as I work you in and out of my mouth….her whole body twisting and turning under you……. As she screams she can’t take anymore, you cum in mouth….I swallow you hard as if my life depended on tasting you.
You stop for a moment to catch your breath. I bend over her so you can plunge into me from behind, while still having my hands free to torture her with you. You slam into me hard and deep while we both dig our hands into her, making her beg and scream for us to stop. We continue making her writhe and laugh until you cum again, this time inside of me, you’re hot cum dripping down my legs…..asking me to rub it into my skin. I drop to my knees I front of you, rubbing you into me. Looking up at you I say, “Please Operator, tie me down again and tickle me.”…a devilish grin forming at the corners of my mouth……
The girl that I am seeing is a full blown tickling convert, thanks in small part to my skill at presenting the fetish in the right light but mostly to having the good fortune to unlock her inner experimental sexuality- long story short, she is a hyperticklish 'lee who makes sure I hear every story of tickling hyjinx she instigates and who writes stories about tickling fantasies to either play out in the future or in remembrance of real events.
She has graciously allowed me to repost one such story so I can brag a little about how lucky I am. Names have been changed, of course, to protect identities- but she has asked me to forward any comments left on the forum, so feel free to post!
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I watch as you move the nightstands closer together and place the 2x4 on top. You command me to strip down naked and come to you. I hesitate for a moment but know with the look in your eyes that you are in no mood to play games. I pull my shirt off up over my head and unhook my black laced bra, letting it fall to the floor. Slowly unbuttoning my pants and letting them drop without effort. The dark red thong is the only piece of clothing left as I pull them down over my butt and walk slowly over to you.
“Get on the board,” you demand, in a voice unlike I have ever heard before. My body lifts up onto the board in seconds, not wanting to test you if I didn’t obey. You push my knees up and place the crossbar under them……my heart beats faster as you tie my ankles together and let my feet dangle just slightly under the 2x4. You raise my hands up over my head and tie my wrists together, so that my hands can still grab onto the board I lay on. My elbows are bent slightly and directly in front of my face and I start to think I may have some movement in my arms, just before you tie my elbows together. I whimper loudly, knowing the little piece of freedom is now gone. I hear the stretch of saran wrap as you pull it over my breasts and wrap me to the board. My nipples are hard, both out of fear and delight. I can hear the rope as you pull it out of your box……..letting it glide over my stomach before you tie up my hips. I can’t help but wish in my head that I could run……starting to beg before you even begin my torture.
“Please Operator, please, I can’t do this…please let me go.” Your evil chuckle blares loudly in my ears as you say, “You don’t have much of a choice now, do you darling?”….The rope wraps around me harnessing my lower body to the board……..I can’t move…completely helpless under your control….and I’m scared. A tear drop runs down my cheek and your finger races to catch it, slowly kissing my lips as you say, “Don’t worry, Cassy, you’ll be laughing in a minute, I promise.” Before I can start to answer, you wrap a gag around my mouth, muffling whatever pleas I speak to ask you to stop, before you even begin. My head twists side to side in a futile attempt to stop you….my eyes pleading with you before you blindfold me. I can’t see you…all I can do is strain to listen where you are. Your fingers glide over my underarms as a soft giggle stirs in my throat…..down my sides, across my hips and thighs, down around my knees…..beginning to make my body squirm as you reach my feet. Gliding one finger up and down each arch of my feet, forcing my toes to curl….staring soooo slowly, building the anticipation in me. My back tries to arch upward as your hands dig deeper into my feet, then my calves…..creeping up my thighs and hips. I twist as much as I can to escape your touch. My giggles turn into hard laughter under my gag…..”Please stop Operator…please.”….I beg under my gag, but you don’t hear my pleas.
As your hands dig deep into my sides, my body shakes in laughter….over and over, up and down my entire body. I can barely take anymore as my torture continues for what seems like hours. When you grab my feet after playing with my thighs, my body jerks forward, slamming myself hard back down against the board. My head twists side to side….pulling on everything that is tying me down. The rope is leaving burn marks over my skin from slamming my hips so hard against it, trying to escape you….the crossbar under me knees stopping me from straightening my legs, grows heavier and heavier with each passing minute. I want you to stop…..the bruises up and down my body from your hands tickling me grow deep purple…..my laughter uncontrollable as the tears drop down under my blindfold. You take off the gag just to hear me scream and beg. “Please, please, please stop, I can’t take anymore…Please Operator I’ll do anything, I’ll promise you anything. Please….just tell me what you want.” I beg louder and louder over fits of laughter, barely able to breathe. You don’t stop. Switching in between your fingers, feathers, and toothbrushes. Making your way over my entire body, I can’t take anymore and scream out one last plea before I pass out under your torture.
Waking to feel not one set if hands, but two……tickling and torturing my body. Over and over you attack my underarms and sides as she attacks my feet and thighs. I beg for you to stop as I become aware if what’s happening. Both of you play up and down my body……making me shiver, twist, laugh and cry. I scream out like you’ve never heard before to stop. You ask, “What will you offer me in exchange.”….”Please Operator, let me suck on you while you tie her down and tickle her, please….”
I can see your grin even under the blindfold. You untie me and take off the blindfold as you instruct her to replace where I once lay. We both tie her down together. You take her bottom half, while I immobilize her wrists and elbows. As your hands work up and down her body, making her writhe underneath you, I take your hard cock into my mouth and suck hard and fast, working with the pace of your hands on her….I watch you struggle between torturing her and releasing into my mouth…..The deeper you hit the back of my throat, the more I gag with the depth of you in my mouth, the harder it becomes. Your hands dig deeper and deeper into her as you’re about to cum. My tongue slides under your cock as I work you in and out of my mouth….her whole body twisting and turning under you……. As she screams she can’t take anymore, you cum in mouth….I swallow you hard as if my life depended on tasting you.
You stop for a moment to catch your breath. I bend over her so you can plunge into me from behind, while still having my hands free to torture her with you. You slam into me hard and deep while we both dig our hands into her, making her beg and scream for us to stop. We continue making her writhe and laugh until you cum again, this time inside of me, you’re hot cum dripping down my legs…..asking me to rub it into my skin. I drop to my knees I front of you, rubbing you into me. Looking up at you I say, “Please Operator, tie me down again and tickle me.”…a devilish grin forming at the corners of my mouth……
