FeatherFeet
3rd Level Red Feather
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Part 3:
“Stop it stop it HAHAHAHAHAH PLEAAASE STOP IT!!” I begged and pleaded, to no avail as Jacki and Erin’s feathers tormented my soles. This had been going on nearly 15 minutes.
“But these feet are so cute!” Jacki said.
“Tickle tickle!!” Erin added.
“HAHAHAHAHA NO MORE HAHAHAHAHHAAhahahaha come on no more!!!”
“No more feathers?” Jacki asked. “Alright then.”
“OOO is it finger time yet?” Erin asked.
“Not quite, let’s use the paintbrush and rabbit’s feet.”
“GAH!!” I gasped as Jacki dropped the feather, immediately picking up the paintbrush and running it up and down my feet. “HAHAHAHA OH GOD NOOOO!!”
Erin took a red rabbit’s foot and twirled it under my toes. “Coochie coochie!!”
“HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHH STHAAAP IT!!” I said as I squirmed, tugging slightly on my ropes.
“Hehehe, nuh uh!” Jacki said as the circled the paintbrush on my heel.
“HAHAHAHAHhahahahaha oh come on!!! Give a guy a break!!”
“How come?” Erin asked as she took the rabbit’s foot to my arch.
“OH GOD NOT THEEERE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH PLEASE PLEASE NOT THERE!” my voice arched a little frantic.
“Not there yet Erin,” Jacki said, sensing the desperation in my voice.” that comes later.”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH COME OOON STOP IT HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH”
“Does the widdle baby need a breaaak?” Jacki asked.
“Yess!!!” I screamed, in a slightly more serious tone.
“Oki dokey then,” she stopped and Erin followed her lead. I was panting.
Clarissa leaned over my shoulder. “Hows my little bro holding out?”
“I’m going nuts!” I said.
“Aww, but we haven’t even gotten to the fun stuff yet!”
“Yeah, you think that’s nuts man, wait till you see what’s next!”
“What do you mean?” I asked Kevin. But Jacki answered.
“Well, you know how we said you had to come quietly or suffer the consequences?” she winked putting more powder on her hands. Rubbing it into my feet.
“Yeaaahh….” I said cringing.
“Well…you are about to suffer the consequences!”
“Yep! Arch tickles!!” Kevin said.
My heat beat fast. “Oh god no!!!” I was used to the arch tickles punishments—and they were the only thing that had ever gotten me to utter my safe word, even just for a break. But this time I didn’t have it to fall back on.
“Yep…you tried to escape at least twice…so that’s two sessions!” Jacki said.
“Oh jeez…” I cringed as she finished rubbing the powder on my feet. Normally, I could get a break out of Jacki when things got serious, or any of them for that matter…it wasn’t normally that hard—but arch tickle punishments were different—it was one of the few times that literally nothing but the safe word would get them to stop, no matter what I said. And I didn’t have it to fall back on.
“So who wants to tickle and who wants to hold? Two tickles each session gives all four of us a chance to punish him!”
“Let me go!” Clarissa said.
“Alright then, you and me first!” Jacki said handing Clarissa a second paintbrush. “I think these will work splendidly on his arches.”
“NOOOO NOT THAT!” I pleaded.
“We told you not to struggle…” Jacki said. “Now you’ll be veeeeeryy sorry!” she said.
“Yeah bro, veeeeryy sorry!!”
The second their tools touches my arches I bucked back. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! I ALREADY AM HAHAHAHA SORRY!” I said doing exactly what they wanted, mimicking the famous tickle scene from teenage mutant ninja turtles…the scene that inspired it all…the scene that first made my mom chase me around the house to get me tied in the dinning room chair with my bare 7 year old feet on the foot stool. I couldn’t help my feet from wiggling, or my upper torso from moving.
“Hold him!” Clarissa said. Kevin immediately moved to my shoulders, his strong hands pressing down to keep my torso still, Erins hands held my feet still, and forward to scrunch up all the lines on my soles. The paintbrush and rabbit’s foot went around and around in my arches, I was in silent laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH DON’T HOOODHOHHOOOOLD ME!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” I pleaded to Kevin.
“You heard what the lady said!” he smiled.
“HAHAHAHAHA HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE!!!”
“It’s only been a minute so far little bro,” Clarissa said.
“Yeah, this is going on for ten!” Jacki smiled.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO NO COME OH NO NO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE!!”
“Yes more!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SORRY!! HAHAHA IM SORRY I FOUGHT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“We know,” Jacki said.
“Too late now though!” Clarissa said.
“And you’ll be even sorrier when it’s my turn!!” Erin smiled.
Now this tickled really bad, and I mean really bad, but I had handled worse before and they all knew it. But still, the temptation to see just how far they would push me was getting to be too great not to see.
“HAHAHAHAHAH I GIVE I GIVE!!!” I said. No pauses, no hesitation, they kept going. Jacki would sometimes give me a break when I said that…but not during arch tickle punishments. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO MORE PLEASE!! UNCLE UNCLE!!” I said a minute later. Uncle was the surrender word, meaning I was going nuts and wanted it to stop. It didn’t mean immediate stop like the safeword, but usually Jacki would come around a minute or two later. Two more minutes passed and she didn’t stop. “UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE!!” I screamed between laughs.
“Did you hear something Jacki?” Clarissa asked.
“Nope, I don’t think so!” Jacki replied with a giggle.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON UNCLE NO MORE STOP IT HAHAHA I CANT TAKE IT!!”
“Well you have to, it’s punishment!!” Clarissa said nonchalantly.
“HAHAHAHA HIPPOPOTOMOUS!!” I screamed. That was it, the true test…the safeword that I had only uttered twice before was out in the open. They smiled and looked at eachother. “Hippo!!” I yelled again. “HIPPOPOTOMOUS!!” I screamed.
“What’s he saying?” Jacki asked.
“I dunno, something about a Rhino.” Clarissa said.
“Maybe he wants to go to the zoo?” Erin laughed.
“GUYS COME ON HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HIPPOPOTOMOUS HIPPO HIPPO!!” I screamed over and over as the tickling continued, after another minute,8 minutes into the arch tickling, Jacki signaled for it to stop. I lay there panting and breathless.
She got up walked over and kissed me. “Oh, thank you.” I said.
“We only stopped because I felt you needed a breather, not because you said hippo…you get a learning curve because of the special changes…but that’s the last time I’m stopping anytime you say that word!” she smiled and winked.
“Gah!! Jacki!!”
“Teehee!” she said. “Oh, and by the way, those other 2 minutes are getting tacked onto the next set…the next set was 15 minutes or arch tickling…now it’s 17…and this time, no amount of begging, and definitely hippo isn’t going to save you!” My eyes grew wide. She blew me a kiss, then went back towards my feet.
TO BE CONTINUED!
“Stop it stop it HAHAHAHAHAH PLEAAASE STOP IT!!” I begged and pleaded, to no avail as Jacki and Erin’s feathers tormented my soles. This had been going on nearly 15 minutes.
“But these feet are so cute!” Jacki said.
“Tickle tickle!!” Erin added.
“HAHAHAHAHA NO MORE HAHAHAHAHHAAhahahaha come on no more!!!”
“No more feathers?” Jacki asked. “Alright then.”
“OOO is it finger time yet?” Erin asked.
“Not quite, let’s use the paintbrush and rabbit’s feet.”
“GAH!!” I gasped as Jacki dropped the feather, immediately picking up the paintbrush and running it up and down my feet. “HAHAHAHA OH GOD NOOOO!!”
Erin took a red rabbit’s foot and twirled it under my toes. “Coochie coochie!!”
“HAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHH STHAAAP IT!!” I said as I squirmed, tugging slightly on my ropes.
“Hehehe, nuh uh!” Jacki said as the circled the paintbrush on my heel.
“HAHAHAHAHhahahahaha oh come on!!! Give a guy a break!!”
“How come?” Erin asked as she took the rabbit’s foot to my arch.
“OH GOD NOT THEEERE!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH PLEASE PLEASE NOT THERE!” my voice arched a little frantic.
“Not there yet Erin,” Jacki said, sensing the desperation in my voice.” that comes later.”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAH COME OOON STOP IT HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEH”
“Does the widdle baby need a breaaak?” Jacki asked.
“Yess!!!” I screamed, in a slightly more serious tone.
“Oki dokey then,” she stopped and Erin followed her lead. I was panting.
Clarissa leaned over my shoulder. “Hows my little bro holding out?”
“I’m going nuts!” I said.
“Aww, but we haven’t even gotten to the fun stuff yet!”
“Yeah, you think that’s nuts man, wait till you see what’s next!”
“What do you mean?” I asked Kevin. But Jacki answered.
“Well, you know how we said you had to come quietly or suffer the consequences?” she winked putting more powder on her hands. Rubbing it into my feet.
“Yeaaahh….” I said cringing.
“Well…you are about to suffer the consequences!”
“Yep! Arch tickles!!” Kevin said.
My heat beat fast. “Oh god no!!!” I was used to the arch tickles punishments—and they were the only thing that had ever gotten me to utter my safe word, even just for a break. But this time I didn’t have it to fall back on.
“Yep…you tried to escape at least twice…so that’s two sessions!” Jacki said.
“Oh jeez…” I cringed as she finished rubbing the powder on my feet. Normally, I could get a break out of Jacki when things got serious, or any of them for that matter…it wasn’t normally that hard—but arch tickle punishments were different—it was one of the few times that literally nothing but the safe word would get them to stop, no matter what I said. And I didn’t have it to fall back on.
“So who wants to tickle and who wants to hold? Two tickles each session gives all four of us a chance to punish him!”
“Let me go!” Clarissa said.
“Alright then, you and me first!” Jacki said handing Clarissa a second paintbrush. “I think these will work splendidly on his arches.”
“NOOOO NOT THAT!” I pleaded.
“We told you not to struggle…” Jacki said. “Now you’ll be veeeeeryy sorry!” she said.
“Yeah bro, veeeeryy sorry!!”
The second their tools touches my arches I bucked back. “HAHAHAHAHAHA! I ALREADY AM HAHAHAHA SORRY!” I said doing exactly what they wanted, mimicking the famous tickle scene from teenage mutant ninja turtles…the scene that inspired it all…the scene that first made my mom chase me around the house to get me tied in the dinning room chair with my bare 7 year old feet on the foot stool. I couldn’t help my feet from wiggling, or my upper torso from moving.
“Hold him!” Clarissa said. Kevin immediately moved to my shoulders, his strong hands pressing down to keep my torso still, Erins hands held my feet still, and forward to scrunch up all the lines on my soles. The paintbrush and rabbit’s foot went around and around in my arches, I was in silent laughter.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH DON’T HOOODHOHHOOOOLD ME!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” I pleaded to Kevin.
“You heard what the lady said!” he smiled.
“HAHAHAHAHA HAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE!!!”
“It’s only been a minute so far little bro,” Clarissa said.
“Yeah, this is going on for ten!” Jacki smiled.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOO NO COME OH NO NO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NO MORE!!”
“Yes more!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IM SORRY!! HAHAHA IM SORRY I FOUGHT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“We know,” Jacki said.
“Too late now though!” Clarissa said.
“And you’ll be even sorrier when it’s my turn!!” Erin smiled.
Now this tickled really bad, and I mean really bad, but I had handled worse before and they all knew it. But still, the temptation to see just how far they would push me was getting to be too great not to see.
“HAHAHAHAHAH I GIVE I GIVE!!!” I said. No pauses, no hesitation, they kept going. Jacki would sometimes give me a break when I said that…but not during arch tickle punishments. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO MORE PLEASE!! UNCLE UNCLE!!” I said a minute later. Uncle was the surrender word, meaning I was going nuts and wanted it to stop. It didn’t mean immediate stop like the safeword, but usually Jacki would come around a minute or two later. Two more minutes passed and she didn’t stop. “UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE UNCLE!!” I screamed between laughs.
“Did you hear something Jacki?” Clarissa asked.
“Nope, I don’t think so!” Jacki replied with a giggle.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA COME ON UNCLE NO MORE STOP IT HAHAHA I CANT TAKE IT!!”
“Well you have to, it’s punishment!!” Clarissa said nonchalantly.
“HAHAHAHA HIPPOPOTOMOUS!!” I screamed. That was it, the true test…the safeword that I had only uttered twice before was out in the open. They smiled and looked at eachother. “Hippo!!” I yelled again. “HIPPOPOTOMOUS!!” I screamed.
“What’s he saying?” Jacki asked.
“I dunno, something about a Rhino.” Clarissa said.
“Maybe he wants to go to the zoo?” Erin laughed.
“GUYS COME ON HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH HIPPOPOTOMOUS HIPPO HIPPO!!” I screamed over and over as the tickling continued, after another minute,8 minutes into the arch tickling, Jacki signaled for it to stop. I lay there panting and breathless.
She got up walked over and kissed me. “Oh, thank you.” I said.
“We only stopped because I felt you needed a breather, not because you said hippo…you get a learning curve because of the special changes…but that’s the last time I’m stopping anytime you say that word!” she smiled and winked.
“Gah!! Jacki!!”
“Teehee!” she said. “Oh, and by the way, those other 2 minutes are getting tacked onto the next set…the next set was 15 minutes or arch tickling…now it’s 17…and this time, no amount of begging, and definitely hippo isn’t going to save you!” My eyes grew wide. She blew me a kiss, then went back towards my feet.
TO BE CONTINUED!