As a fan of merciless tickle torture this is a subject near and dear to me
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The Longest tickle torture I ever dished out is descibed here..{MF/F}
http://www.tickletheater.com/showthread.php?t=422
Her is one of my all time favorite reader letters from "The Morandilas's Ticklers Journal." It describes a rather fiendish gang tickling...
JULIE
By Anonymous
It was Halloween and one of the churches in our town was putting on a Haunted House to raise money. They gathered several local youth groups in the area to participate in building the props and do any necessary sweat work so that all the money could be used for the neighborhood churches. After football practice, I went over to assist.
When I arrived, there were about six guys and four girls working along with 4 adults. We were working on ideas and props for the house and finally decided on what type of themes we wanted for each room. The meeting was breaking up and all of the teenagers decided to go and grab a bite to eat and the adults were going home. We decided on a restaurant and piled into two cars for the short drive. On the way, I heard a girl laughing in the crammed backseat of the car. I then hoped that the laughing I was hearing came from her being tickled. I investigated by asking what was going on and David replied that they were tickling Julie's ribs. Well, that was a short tickle but it does get allot better after the restaurant. I had thought on occasion of how nice it would be to gang tickle Julie and that brief tickle was my opportunity to recruit a tickling gang. I now only had to figure out where we would ambush her. Julie, who was 17 and was 5'4 with brown hair and eyes, very tan and also a cheerleader/gymnast at the high school. David, who seemed to enjoy the tickling was who I approached first while we were in line to get our food. I asked if Julie seemed to be very ticklish and he said yes and how he wished it would have lasted longer. I told him I was game and he suggested we get the other guys involved too.
We decided to ambush her once we got back to the gym to get our cars. Two guys weren't interested as they said they might get in trouble with their parents about staying out longer than expected but they offered to get the girls back to their cars and leave Julie to ride back with the gang. That was fine with us as we knew that four us would be perfect. We made small talk as we finished our meals. I, on the other hand, was scoping our prey. She had on blue jeans, a gray long-sleeve T-shirt, white cotton ankle socks, and running shoes. The two guys said they had to go and prodded the other three girls to ride back with them to make a carload. That left Julie with the four of us. The four of us included me, Stephen, David, and Mark.
Once we piled into the car for our two minute ride back to the gym, Mark poked Julie in sides and she immediately protected her ribs by hugging herself. David asked Julie if she liked being tickled and just how ticklish was she. She replied "not at all" and she also said the being tickled was "pure torture". She said she was the most ticklish person in the world and that her feet/underarms were the worst. She didn't seem to catch on as to what was about to happen. She was seated in the back seat in the middle between Mark and Stephen. We pulled into the gym parking lot and cut off the car. We asked Julie what she where was going now and she said she would probably rent a movie and head home. Stephen asked about her curfew and she said 11 PM. That gave us three hours. David told her that we had other plans. She eagerly asked what they were. David said that we have decided to tickle you to see just how much tickling you can take. Her expression turned to fear. We pounced. David and I each took a leg and pulled it through the bucket seats and into the front seat. Mark and Stephen each took an arm. No one had begun tickling yet as we decided to let her ponder her fate. She begged for us to not go through with it. We held her tight and discussed our options. I was eager to rip off the sock and shoe to see that size 7 and to see just how ticklish she was. We decided we needed more room to operate. Mark pointed to his parents conversion van. We heartily agreed. Stephen also added that we could tie her hands/feet with neckties from his dad's car. Julie was very nervous now. We now had to get her into the van.
We did this easily and Stephen left to get the ties. David and I held Julie and Stephen brought back three neckties. I held those precious shoe/sock clad feet still as her arms were tied to the pole that secured the captain's chairs in the rear of the van. We had her just where we wanted her. We did not secure her feet as planned because I wanted the feet and so did Mark. David and Stephen attacked the ribcage. Mark and I pulled off her shoes. Mark immediately started tickling her socked foot but I pulled off the sock. Julie was screaming with laughter. She could not even beg for us to stop. This girl was truly ticklish. Her feet were better than I had imagined. The tops of the foot were tan and the sole was as white as sand. Her toes were painted pink and were perfect. The big toe was the longest and they tapered down from there. Her foot was unbelievably ticklish. Mark so how much success I was having and he pulled off the other sock. She was being tickled in her most ticklish areas nonstop, the underarms and feet. David and Stephen had now gone underneath her shirt and that made her laughter grow even more. After twenty minutes, we stopped. Julie was sweating and had no energy. I then got to see our victim's feet again. Nothing had changed. Her feet were still as creamy as ever. Julie then pleaded with us to untie her and let her go. We decided not to do that and began again. This time, we grabbed a hair brush and began scratching her soles with that. She did not seem to be as ticklish with the brush so we went back to our finger assault. The laughter grew. David left the underarm work to Stephen and he went for the knees. This worked well as she seemed to react to the squeezing of her knees. Mark left to join David and that left me with both feet. I was in heaven. I turned around and sat on her legs which completely immobilized her feet. They were now at my mercy. I alternated my tickling but had already discovered that the sole and just on the outside of the foot were the most effective spots. This time the tickling continued for about 40 minutes. She had enough. We decided that we should stop.
We were concerned that she was going to be angry but it turned out that she wasn't. But she would never fall into a trap like that again.
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