The martial arts teacher's tickling test (F/M sexual)
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Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction (which will be obvious after reading a bit).
Any similarities to the real world are coincidental and unintended.
This story is based on an interactive story that can be accessed here: https://www.writing.com/main/interact/item_id/1851752-A-Summer-of-Laughter/map/1312
Due to technical and artistical limitations I felt while writing it, I wanted to redo it for some time and finally had enough time to do so.
There are however still a few other routes that some people might like to check out.
Warning:
This story contains tickling, nudity, sexual content, bondage and maybe more things people could dislike.
If you don't want to read a story involving the listed content, don't read it.
Otherwise I have a few options for you:
a) Just read it.
b) Read it and stop when you don't like it.
c) Read it and give me ideas how to improve my writing.
Other things:
This story is really long (~90000 characters), but I couldn't find a good way to split it up, so I just put everything together into one big story.
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I heard a bird chirp outside of my window. It was morning. The clock showed that it was a quarter past 10 on this wednesday. I thought about sleeping a bit longer. After all the summer had just started. I had turned 18 a week ago and had finished the highschool 5 days ago. My parents were on vacation and I had partied the last few days. But I was thirsty and decided to start the day. I went to the bathroom and put on a t-shirt and some shorts. Now dressed I went to the kitchen and ate some cereal while checking my phone. Nothing new, my friends were probably still sleeping.
I left the kitchen and wanted to go back to my bed when I saw a letter at the door. Why do my parents still get these, I thought and picked it up. The letter was for me. I went back to the kitchen to open it. Once I had ripped it open I saw that it was a letter from my school. They informed me that an error had happened. They had given me my certificate, but I didn't really earn it. I had failed my sports course. My martial arts class had no pass mark, because I didn't do well enough. I had usually just tickled my opponent for a while and hoped that they would give up, or I just lost if they didn't. My decision for this course was based only on the fact that the teacher was really attractive, but I didn't put in much effort. The letter informed me that I could either retake the school year - of course not - or do a special test to improve my grade and pass. The teacher would be there for this week, so I can come in any time.
Obviously I wanted to try the test and since I had nothing better to do, I packed my bag and went to my school. I wasn't sure where to find my sports teacher Ms. Davis, but I thought I should start by looking in the gym. This proved to be the right decision, because when I entered she was there removing and cleaning matting from the floor on the other end of the large room. "Good morning Ms. Davis" I shouted through the large gym so she could hear me. Looking up she saw me and knew immediately why I was there, so she came over and asked me to change into my martial arts outfit. I went to the changing rooms to do this and when I reentered the gym now barefoot and in my white martial arts outfit which consisted of a pair of white pants, a white jacket and an orange belt around my waist, I realized she had changed too.
The 32 year old Ms Davis wore the same things as I did, but had a black belt around her waist which looked much tighter than mine. I looked at her from top to bottom, to see her usual blond hair she wore in a pony tail that ended between her shoulders, her symmetric face, with the very bright smile and her nose that was slightly to large for her face. The rest of her body was pretty athletic, except for her beautiful soft looking feet, with black nail polish matching her belt. I always thought she was pretty and had a little crush on her, because of her friendly way of teaching.
"Hi, again, I want to improve my grade so that I don't fail", I told her and felt like I was a bit too needy. "I know, I know" she answered slightly annoyed confusing me a lot. "It's the same every year there are students choosing martial arts, because they think they can learn very cool stuff and don't have to do anything for it. The truth is, this course is for you to improve yourself and to learn to fight difficulties in your life, not necessarily with violence, but rather with the strength you gained from this course." "Okay sounds like a really cool idea", I answered a bit cowed, it was a scolding and I had to take it, to get over with this thing as soon as possible, but it still felt strange that it was coming from Ms Davis.
"Here is the task I designed specifically for you: We will have a fight, I will try to keep you in this room and you have to escape, I know you want to do this as quickly as possible. It's summer and all that. I also like to leave soon if possible. But I will still do my best. I am the wall you have to overcome with your strength. We will start in the corner with the largest distance to the exit so you actually have to escape. I am allowed to drag you back, but you are also allowed to push me through the exit with you. There is no time limit for this test. Don't hold back, because I won't. I'm your enemy from now on, but still wish you good luck. If you are ready come to the corner so we can start."
This is my task here I have to flee, but she was right, if I manage to escape her quickly I can continue relax for the rest of the summer. This whole test feels pretty doable and in the end her usually friendly behavior came through again so she might had to put this test on the letter but will let me pass easily.
With this thought I went to the corner, looked in the direction of the exit and told her that we can start. "3....2....1....GO!" The moment she said "go" I made a step in the direction of the door where Ms Davis was standing, she immediately grabbed my right arm and threw me to the floor. Landing on my back I closed my eyes a second to refocus. In this moment she threw me through the air once more this time I landed on my stomach, but I was able to land better and tried to stay up immediately.
To stop me from doing so Ms Davis simply sat on my upper legs, pulled my hands away from the floor, pushed them behind my back and used a grab handle to control me. I wasn't really able to move my body, except for my toes.
My test was harder than I imagined, after less than a minute I had failed and got beaten, "See that happens, when you don't improve yourself. You are unable to escape", she provoked me and it worked I became able to remove my arm from her grip (mostly because she allowed me to) but anyways I fought my way up and was standing again. This time I didn't go to the door directly but rather faked it and when she stepped in the way to stop me I took her left arm with both hands, span around so that my back was facing her and her left arm was above my shoulder and started to pull on it to throw her to the ground. At that moment I felt her right hand squeezing my right side. A small smile appeared on my face, but I tried to ignore it and continued to pull on her arm. I was pulling her over my shoulder, her body was stretched and only her toes had contact with the ground, but she continued tickling my right side and went up to my ribs. I should have trained this throw more, because it was very hard to through her to the ground like this and the tickling didn't make it easier.
My smile became bigger and I realized that I couldn't proceed like this, so I tried to block her right hand with mine, this meant I had less strength to pull on her arm which allowed her to pull it out of my grip. In the meantime I had caught her right hand, but Ms Davis, now firmly standing, began to pinch my left side with her left hand. The sensation made me jerk my right hand and I let go of her hand again which she used to tickle my right side too. I started to giggle and tried to clumsily block her hands without much of an effect. My teacher was just too quick, when I tried to grap her arms they were always in a different spot. She altered between tickling my sides and ribs always attacking the part I couldn't protect. Standing behind me her mouth was close to my ear and she told me in a challenging tone: "I thought since you were using my technique against me, I should try your fighting style against you, sounds fair doesn't it?." I couldn't answer, because I was giggling too much and used the short pauses I could take to breathe.
After a few moments my reflexes made me fall to my knees to escape the tickling, but it didn't help me. Ms Davis hands easily followed me. She even started to push me forward with her upper body. I was a giggling mess already so I simply fell to the ground. She sat on the back of my legs and removed my belt which had opened during the fight from before. "You should have taken more care of your belt, this is very important for fighters. Since it opened I have to make your test harder or I can't let you pass." She stopped tickling me for a moment and pulled on the shoulders of my jacket before her right hand began to knead my right side throught the fabric again. My jacket was halfway down each of my arms and she used her left hand to slide it down the remaining way, fully exposing my left arm. My teacher didn't stop tickling me and so I didn't stop struggling. This did little to keep my jacket on as the right sleeve had already slipped down to my wrist. She stopped tickling me and I inhaled deeply to get some energy back. This was a really hard workout for me. Ms Davis caught both of my wrists, I was too busy with recovering to free my hands and so she put my arms on top of each other and quickly wrapped my belt around them. "This is how you tie a belt." she teased me while pulling my jacket away from my body and threw it in a corner. I was now only wearing my white martial arts pants and had my hands tied behind my back. My pretty teacher was still sitting on the back of my legs to decrease my movement options even further. I started to get excited at the thought that she might tickle me more, but I had to escape to pass the test. I was sure that there was a solution, she hadn't tied my legs, so if I could get her off of my body and just run for the exit I might be able to escape her. So what I actually had to do was ....
My train of thought was interrupted at this point. My teacher had reached out and started to tickle my sides and ribs again going up and down, up and down. I noticed that she didn't have long fingernails, but soft and very strong fingers that tickled like crazy. When I wore my jacket it was bearable, but now that she stole this protective layer from me it was much harder to resist, my previous giggling turned into laughter: "hahahaaah brehehehahak hhahahahahaha pleha hahahahase hahahaha" "You want a break, life doesn't give you one either. But seeing how much you struggle, you seem to still have a lot of fighting spirit in you. I want you to use it. If you want me to stop tickling you, then make me stop." I wanted to stop her, but with my arms tied she had good access to the ticklish parts of my body which she took full advantage of.
Her hands became faster as my laughter grew louder. The sensation got stronger and the time I could stop myself from laughing to take a breath shortened. My teacher continue to raise the intensity of her tickling and also started to scratch my armpits from time to time. They weren't as accessible as my tummy, but she still managed to fetch laughter out of me by tickling them. "Throw her of!" "Run!" "Flee from her clutches!" was all my brain could think of and I tried, I was struggling and wiggling around to free myself, but it didn't work she was just too good at riding on my legs.
The tickling didn't stop and I began to lose it : "haha HAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAH STOOOHHHOOHOOPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". I couldn't move my arms, I couldn't use my legs and I was getting exhausted from laughing so much, but I didn't stop struggling even though it didn't feel like it was useful. The part of me that had a crush on her enjoyed her tickling, but the same part wanted to impress her and didn't like to look so weak in front of her, so I continued to make escape attempts even if they were completely futile.
After a few more begs from me, Ms Davis stood up a bit. I jumped in the air with a burst of strength, but her hands didn't leave my upper body and robbed me of my coordination. She turned me around in the air and pressed me back to the ground but this time I was laying on my back or rather on my bound arms. She sat back on my upper legs and gave me a break. I had my eyes closed and rested for a moment, before looking into her eyes. My teacher put her cool hands softly on my sides: "You really do have so much energy and strength in you, I'm sure if you put in the effort you could become an amazing person and highly successful in life. But I get the feeling that you are more interested in tickling." She gently started tickling my sides while saying this, but just so that I didn't laugh loudly. "Maybe you just need a different goal than simply passing this course to actually use your power. How about this: I am actually quite ticklish myself, and if you pass this test you can tie me up and tickle me for 2 hours in my underwear. This is basically an easy endurance training for me, what do you think about this idea? Does this goal fit you better?"
I was startled this offer was just too good. Does she really see something as great in me as she was describing. Is that why this test was so hard. This could also be just a tease. On the other hand was Ms Davis a person who didn't go back on her word, what had I to lose at this point anyways. I could just try to pass again and hope that this additional reward was real. My goal was the same I had to get out from under her and run for the door. This could be easier when I can see her.
With this idea in mind I tried to kick her off of my legs with all the strength I had gathered during the break, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" the moment I threw her in the air, she began tickling with all she had again which stopped my escape attempt immediately and I collapsed back to the ground laughing like crazy "HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA". This time it didn't work, but I needed to flee. I wanted this reward I wanted it so badly. The motivation had actually worked. That and how much it tickled was all I could thing about. "You are so ticklish I get why you are so fascinated with it.", Ms Davis told me "I want to try a new technique on you." With that she shifted her body down a little, took a deep breath and blew a 5 seconds long raspberry on the left side of my belly. "HOHOHAHAAA AHOHAHAHAHA" I couldn't stand it. Her lips were very soft which made the raspberry tickle like crazy. I was completely lost in the world of tickling and couldn't think of running when this technique was applied. After a short break she took another deep breath "NOHAHOHOHOHOH AHAHAH" was all I could say before she blew another raspberry on my tummy this time first on my right side, than my left and finally again on the right each one felt longer than the previous one and tickled also more. While doing this her fingers never stopped kneading my sides. I started to drool as the sensation was overwhelming and screamed throught the bubbles of my saliva: "BLUBLU STOHOHBLUHOPPP PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHASHSEHEHEHEHEHE IHAHAIHAHAHA WAWAWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANT HAHAHA TOHOHOHA WIHIHNHAHAHA THIHIHIHIHIS AHAHA".
"WOW this is so fun, I might overdo it a little here, but I know how strong you are and you should have enough motivation. I must be careful that you don't try a trick on me like before, but well you have no sleeves left, so where should you keep your tricks anyways." With that she took another breath and blew a very long, wet raspberry right on my belly button.
That was too much for me. I peed my pants. My bladder couldn't stand any more tickling. My teacher certainly didn't expect this and the combination of her shock and the smell made her stop the tickling and jump to her feet to take a step back. I was shocked too but this gave me the energy I needed. My mind had been focused on running for the last minutes and I realized that in her surprise she didn't go in the direction of the exit meaning the path to my big price was free, it wasn't a heroic action, but if it worked who cares. And so I got up and made a run for the door. It took Ms Davis a moment to realize that I've gotten up and that I was walking to the exit, but she started following me faster than I had hoped, she was also fitter and less tired than me, but I still had a head start and ran as fast as I could. I felt that the belt that held my arms in place had gotten loose. I probably didn't realize, because I was laying on my arms, but I was free again. I stretched my hands out to reach for the door.
Just as I was about to reach the exit, Ms Davis did catch up to me enough to kick against my right leg. I fell face down to the ground. My teacher took my left ankle and dragged me back to the other end of the gym. I was so close to my victory and was determined to escape her and so I reached for the open door and was able to get my fingers on the door frame. I used all my strength against Ms Davis pulling, but I wasn't able to drag myself through the door. I was probably still weakened by all the tickling I had received. But my teacher couldn't continue pulling either, because of my resistance. We had reached a stalemate I thought.
"No! Let me go. I want this price! I want to tickle you!" I shouted. Ms Davis told me encouragingly: "If you really wanted this you should have run faster. But you still have a chance, just pull as if your life depends on it." With that I tried it again. I used all my strength and kicked with my legs and started moving forward. It was terribly slow, but the door was coming closer. This was the right motivation I flexed my muscles as much as I could and observed how the door got closer and closer. My head was now in the door. This made it harder to pull, but I slowly dragged myself forward: "Come on!"
I was so focused on my goal that I didn't notice anything my teacher was doing and so when I felt her soft left index finger on my left foot it took me completely by surprise. I should have been prepared for it, but I was too concentrated on escaping.
And so it began "No! NO! Not again! ha don't do ha this haha." I could stand this little tickling even on my ticklish feet, but the surprise stopped me from pulling so Ms Davis used her strength to pull me a bit back into the gym. I clenched my teeth to resist the tickling sensation on my foot and continued to pull again to stop this movement, but my teacher reacted quickly and started to use two fingers to tickle my foot. The increased tickling sensation distracted me enough that I stopped pulling again and was not able to move forward. Even with a lot of effort I was only capable of staying at my current position. Keeping my muscles flexed was exhausting and the tickling didn't help me either. But I had both my hands on the door frame and could secure my position. I tried to kick her with my free leg, but it didn't work. Ms Davis retaliated by scratching the sole of my foot with three fingers.
"Please! haha don't haHa do this HaHaHaHa!" I was desperate, my price has been so close and now she increased the distance again. My teacher was too concentrated with tickling me to answer. Looking over my back I saw that she had a great time doing this test with me. My arms were now completely stretched out. I don't know where I got the power allowing me to hold onto the door frame from, but I wanted to win this: "HaHaHaHaHaHa LetHaHaHaHa mHeHeHeHaHaHa GOHoHoHaHaHa". She didn't want me to win. My laughter only encouraged her and so she started using all five fingers of her left hand on my foot. When she started to do this my right hand jerked powerfully and I lost my grip. Only hanging with one hand on the door frame was a battle I had to lose and when my teacher began to explore the heel of my foot I felt how the urge to laugh and the tickling weakened my arm.
I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. I lost my grip on the door frame. Ms Davis didn't stop tickling me, instead she continued. I had been reduced to a laughing and kicking ball which she pulled away from the door. When we reached the starting point of the test her tickling slowed down. I was still laying face down on the ground laughing for a bit "HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA". Once I had calmed I opened my eyes and started to stand up again. My teacher was kneeling directly before me. I looked at her face. Her lips looked much redder than I remembered, but it was probably imagination. My eyes wandered up and when my eyes met hers she softly spoke to me: "I'm sorry. I hadn't expected that. I feel like I have gone a bit too far. I promise you that nobody will ever know about this. It will be a secret between us." "Thank you. Does this mean you let me pass?", I asked hopeful. Ms Davis took my chin between her index finger and thumb of her right hand and raised my face before kissing me on my forehead. Her soft lips felt really good. I didn't know how to react to this, so I just enjoyed the warm and secure feeling it gave me. She took her time, but after a while she removed her lips from my forehead and stood up. "Just so you know: the test isn't over yet.", she sat down on my butt while saying this. I protested: "What?! No, why did you capture me before saying this."
My teacher had caught both of my arms, before I understood the situation and had bent them on my back. She then used my belt again, I didn't know when she had taken it, to tie my arms behind my back. This time much tighter than before. She commented while tying me up: "I had the thought that you will not do this twice, so we can just continue without giving you a break." The knot tightened around my wrists during her speech. "I think it will not get loose this time.", she told me "Your pants smell, I think you have to wash them." With that she got up a little to kneel over me, put her fingers under the rim of my pants and pulled them down revealing my blue underpants.
"They suit you well.", she teased while sitting down on my ankles. I didn't know how to argue with her. I was in the same position I had escaped from, but now I could do even less which I thought to be impossible. I had to escape again, but now really without my arms.
She used her legs to push my feet really close together. From my own tickling experience I knew what was coming next and that I wouldn't be able to escape. And that was exactly what happened. "I think I didn't tickle your feet good enough." Ms Davis said while placing one hand flat on each of my feet. I felt an electric crackle between her hands and my feet which was really weird, but I didn't have time to think about it as my teacher started to use her ten soft fingers to tickle both my feet. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA" my feet were less ticklish than my tummy, but the tickling wasn't even comparable to what she had done to me previously. It tickled like crazy. The sensation was much stronger than when she had tickled my foot and also much more powerful than what she had done with my belly. I didn't understand it and just laughed loudly. "This works really good, unlike all your dirty tricks". She continued to tickle my feet concentrating mostly on the center and the heels, because she had already found out that I was ticklish there and it was having a strong effect on me: "HAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA" I didn't stop laughing. I was still thinking about escaping and tried to kick and push her of my legs, but it wasn't working and I felt that I was losing strength in my legs.
When tickling the soles of my feet got too boring, my teacher started to tickle under my toes. This new place worked wonders as it was the most ticklish part of my feet. I laughed long and hard: "HAHAHAHAHA HOHOHO HAHAHA HIHI HAHAHAHAHAH" This was too much I couldn't escape at least not while she was doing this to me. My legs felt really heavy anyways and I felt almost unable to move them, so I just had to wait until she gets bored. My brain wasn't fully functioning, because it had to filter the tickling signal the nerves in my feet kept emitting, but this was the best plan I could come up with. Ms Davis was now tickling everywhere on my feet and it was maddening, I couldn't remember ever having been tickled that hard: "HAHAHAHA STOHOHAHAHAHOHOHAPP HAHAHAHAHAHA" The first few tears were streaming down my cheeks.
She didn't stop or give me a break, instead she continued her fighters life advice: "Don't use dirty tricks, use your actual strength, come on, passing this test isn't that hard." Was she serious? I felt like I was dying and couldn't even move my body. "HAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOTHT THTHTRHRHUHUHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHA". I needed a break and she had to set my feet free or I wouldn't have a chance at all.
Ms Davis stopped tickling my feet. I inhaled deeply to recover, but wasn't given much time. She rotated on my legs, slid up to my upper legs and immediately placed her soft hands flat on my sides. There was the electric crackle again this time much stronger than before. The impulse ripped through my body and ended in my forehead. I tried to move my legs, but it was impossible, they just didn't move. It was like the strength in my legs had left my body.
After a few seconds my teacher started to poke me in the sides with her index fingers. "Hey haha stop that." It didn't tickle that much, but made me twitch every time. "Okay, looks like you want me to do this differently ." With that she began to tickle my sides again. Ms Davis used both her strong hands to knead my midriff. "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!" her tickling brought me right back to my previous state. My tummy was more ticklish than the weak points on my feet so this was even worse. The intensity from her tickling had also increased a lot compared to her first tickling of my tummy. Thankfully she was also too focused on tickling me that she didn't think her position through. Sitting on the back of my upper legs and leaning above my body meant that I could raise my arms a little and hit her in doing so. I didn't do it coordinated, but her tickling made me do it. There was also almost no power behind it, but Ms Davis felt that I was fighting her. "Oh that's the reaction I expected from a fighter. You are tied up and can't escape, but you are not giving up and continue to fight. This is really good. You should have done something like this before." I could only answer with my continuous: "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHA" as her hands didn't slow down and just kept tickling my sides.
"Let's see what you do when I remove the ability to move your arms, from you, just as I did with your legs. Shall we?" With that she stopped tickling me, turned me on my back and set back down just above my knees. I didn't even understood what happened all I realized was that my face was more comfortable and that I was now laying on my arms. Ms Davis than put her soft hands back on me tummy and continued to tickle it. When she started her hands were rather cool, but the squeezing, scratching and kneading had made them warm. Just getting touched by them would have felt fantastic, but the tickling robbed me of the pleasure of this pretty teacher having her hands all over my body. I laughed: "HAHAHAHAH BREAHAHAHHAHAKHAKK HAHAHAHAHHAHA".
Ms Davis just continued and again added my ribs into her tickling mix. She remembered how well her tickling up and down from my ribs to my sides and back up had worked, so she resumed with that pattern, tickling up and down. I tried to put my feet flat on the ground to push her of me, but I couldn't do it. My legs were so weak that I had essentially lost the ability to move them. I had no idea how I could escape like this and was laughing like crazy. The sensation was too intensive. I felt the strength in my upper body fading as well. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and my struggling became less. Partly because I simply couldn't really move my body with my arms tied and her sitting on me. The main reason however was that the teacher had basically tickled every piece of strength and energy out of me at this point. I never was a person with a lot of stamina so I thought it was amazing that I managed to hold out for this long, but my body had become too weak to struggle. My legs were already like this after she had given my feet a thorough tickling, but my arms and shoulders were getting into the same state. I was still laughing the whole time. I had experienced long tickling sessions and knew that they can be very exhausting, but I had never felt so weak before. In all my previous sessions I could at least struggle and jerk with some parts of my body, even if I was tied up, but Ms Davis' tickling expertly sucked all the strength out of my muscles leaving them behind weak and useless.
My teacher noticed that my movements died down: "What's wrong? You had so much fight in you and now almost nothing of it is left. Maybe I can bring out a little more." She lowered her head while saying this and started blowing raspberries on my belly again. First the left side, than the right side. It actually worked a little as I started to shake my head again. I also started to drool again. The new movement died down rather fast and so Ms Davis blew the next set of raspberries on my belly "AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAH NO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" This time I didn't really move again. So my teacher took the next step and blew the next raspberry right in the center of my belly. A tingling sensation shot from her lips through my body to my forehead. This made me shake my head again for a few seconds. But when she did it another time I moved even less and the third time I only reacted with a burst of laughter: "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
There I was completely weak and defeated laughing non stop. My lungs hurt. Ms Davis made me activate my last energy reserves just to steal them from me immediately. I could now only laugh while tears flowed from my eyes. That's when the tickling became less. It didn't stop, how I wished it would have, but the raspberries she was still blowing on my belly stopped and her hands slowed down.
"I'm really impressed by you. It looks like you have no power left in you, but there is one thing that shows me that you still have more strength in your body. And you are even provoking me with it. Maybe this is the best way for me to help you overcome this challenge." I had no idea what she was talking about. My eyes were still closed so I only felt that Ms Davis stood up. I didn't even try to move anymore, because I knew she had tickled all my reserves out of me. I was still curious what she was talking about, but mostly happy that I got a break.
My teacher's fingertips touched my hips. She put them under the rim of my underpants, my last remaining piece of clothing, lifted my butt up a little and started to pull them down slowly. "Let me take a look at your strength." I got a bit afraid. She was my teacher and I was completely at her mercy. But in fact I was way more excited to find out what she was going to do next. My underpants glided over my shaft. It was a bit hardened, but nowhere near its full size. "I've known you for years, but you are definitely a man."
Once she had pulled the fabric below my testicles she pulled them down the rest of the way in one swift motion stripping me completely nude. Ms Davis threw them on my pants and sat back down on the same position as before. I had slightly recovered at this point. I was still unable to move, but I could open my eyes. My teacher had a friendly smile on her face. "Don't be afraid, I really want to help you. I think this test will be very beneficial for you. If you do what I tell you to, it can even be very enjoyable.", she told me with a warm smile. I gulped loudly. I couldn't move, so there was no chance to escape her. Not that I wanted to anyways. She had taken me beyond some bounds, but I knew and trusted her. There was nothing to fear, but the way she had said it made something in the back of my head become skeptical. I ignored that part, since I have had a crush on her for a long time and her sitting on my nude body was by far the closest I will ever get to something happening between us.
I felt her soft, warm hands on my belly again which stopped my thinking. This time she wasn't tickling me, she was just caressing my tummy. This did almost not tickle, but felt wonderful and made my erection grow a little.
She looked back down on my slightly erect penis and whispered to it: "You are the big energy source. Let's see how I can get his power out of you." Her hot breath made it twitch excitedly. "Just look at you so big and strong. I will definitely get something out of you.", she continued talking to my genitals. Ms Davis proceeded by removing her right hand from my tummy. Her left hand still caressed it and sped up a little to compensate for her right hand. She brought her smooth hand close to my penis and very slowly lowered it onto my balls. I didn't remember ever being touched there in such a way and was now sure that this truly was going to be sexual just as I hoped in the last few minutes. I heard a seducing voice: "Sweety, are you ready for your next test?" I nodded in response.
Ms Davis started at the underside of my balls. She let her soft hand glide slowly over my testicles until reaching my penis. Her first touch sent an electric pulse through my whole body. She enclosed my penis with each of her tender fingers once they reached it. She continued this upward motion until all her fingers were on my shaft and continued until she had reached the tip caressing the most sensitive part of my body in the process. From there Ms Davis moved her hand gently down again. She repeated this slow stroking a few times. My erection grew a little with each of her caresses. My teacher compensated for this by using longer strokes. I didn't know what I had done to deserve this wonderful treatment, but I didn't want to think. I just enjoyed what was happening.
The size and girth of my erection kept expanding in her hand until it reached full size and only twitched happily, in response to my teacher's tender touch. She commented my bodies reaction in a sweet and soothing voice: "Oh sweety, is this for me? I'm actually not allowed to take presents from my students. But it seems like I really am your favorite teacher judging by the size of your present." Her right hand kept stroking my erection, while her left hand was still rubbing my belly when I looked in her eyes. "Okay, if you don't tell anyone and do exactly what I tell you to do, I will accept your present." Her head was so close to my penis that I could feel her hot breath on my penis when she spoke. Still unable to move I let out a small moan. Ms Davis gave me a wink and continued: "I take that as a yes. Well then I should open it, right sweety? Let's see how long you can last." She sped up the stroking with her soft, warm hand. I felt like I was already rather close to finishing and each of my teacher's slow caresses brought me even closer to an orgasm.
I was so focused on her stroking that I didn't really feel her left hand anymore, but this changed the second she began to knead my left side again lightly. "haha haha aaah Stop that! hahahaha *moan*" I was trapped between laughter and pleasure. Her tickling was light so I could focus on what she was doing with my penis, but it still distracted me. Her soft, slow strokes didn't stop and I still felt like she was bringing me closer to an orgasm, but the tickling slowed the progress.
Soon my teacher's right hand sped up a little stroking me faster. "Yes", I whispered as the pleasure increased and I became able to ignore more of the tickling. The moment Ms Davis heard me say that she also sped up her left hand tickling my sides harder than before. "HaHaHaHa *moan* HaHaHaHaHa *moan* HaHaHaHaHaHaHa" I heard her seductive voice again: "You wrapped my present really good, but I like that, overcoming an obstacle makes the price only larger. So relax and enjoy what I'm doing with your body." On a normal day the combination of her tickling and her strokes would have been the best feeling I ever had, but since she had already tickled me so much this day, I mainly wanted her to do her enchanting with my erection. Still, the additional tickling meant that I could savor the feeling of her smooth hand stroking my erection, for a longer time.
"Can you hear me or are you already in a different world? If you are still here, relax, let yourself fall and enjoy what I'm doing with you." my teacher encouraged me again. She sped up both hands again, pleasuring me a lot, but also tickling me much more. "HAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHA"
I felt how I entered the other world Ms Davis had mentioned. She was so good at this. I could only try to comprehend the pleasure she was providing me, but then I remembered our deal and followed her instructions. I was unable to move my body, but I still tried to slacken my muscles even further. It was working.
My shoulder muscles untightened even more and I sank deeper into the matting. My teacher noticed this: "Good boy, you stick to your word. Let all the strength leak out of your muscles, set it free and relax." The stroking was incredible, her right hand had an excellent rhythm that made this experience just too good. I still listened to the soothing voice: "And once you release your power, focus it, let it all travel to one place. You know where you need this energy. It's the part of your body I'm currently keeping occupied. Make this the biggest present you could make me if I really am your favorite female teacher." How could she not be my favorite after what she was doing for me and so I obeyed. My arms became even weaker when I relaxed them. This made my position more comfortable, maybe I could escape the restraints when I stopped using my muscles and slip out of them, like I let my strength do. After my arms had gotten weak, I focused on my legs. I felt how the muscles in my thighs turned to jelly. Ms Davis was still sitting on them and sank a little into them which made me feel the soft curves of her equally muscular and cuddly butt. She wiggled around a bit to get into a more comfortable position, but that also ment that she pressed her butt even more into my leg.
"You are doing a great job. Keep up the good work sweety, don't forget to fill my present with all of this strength." If I still had the ability I would have shivered in joy, but I had become so weak that I couldn't make this sort of movement. Instead I tried to control my power and direct it to my erection. It was easier than I expected. There was a warmth in my body streaming towards the part of me that felt best. It felt like my erection was growing even bigger. "You are amazing, sweety! Please continue, I'm sure you have more. Do you not like me enough to offer me the rest as well?" she sounded so cute and lovable. I was completely spellbound and needed to follow her instructions.
I set the power of my calves and my feet free, but it didn't feel like this was even remotely enough, so I tried even harder. The wonderful feeling made it difficult to focus for me, but I managed to relax my shoulders even more. The muscles in my throat also lost their strength. I didn't realize that I still had flexed muscles there, but now that they became weaker, my head began to tilt to the side. The warm feeling of my energy flowed down and into my erection that got still caressed by Ms Davis. Her technique was remarkable. I wasn't looking, so I don't know how she was doing it, but her tender touch was everywhere. She was caressing my testicles, while at the same time having her hand all over my erection. I could feel every nerve ending in my penis emit a feeling of pleasure caused by her touch. Her skills were incredible, she was somehow able to keep up with my ever expanding erection. My teacher's massage went over every artery and into every corner. She caused delight flooding me from every cell of my penis.
She kept this up for a while. I moaned deeply with her rhythm. My strength leaked out of the muscles in my throat until my cheek touched the cool matting. I didn't know how I managed to hold out for so long, it was weird that I didn't finish long ago or even more realistic right after her first gentle touch, but it was okay, I just had to obey and relax then she will allow me to fall deeper and deeper into the different world she was creating for me.
"I knew you are incredibly strong and I finally succeeded. You are using your strength. My motivation technique is working. I told you that this test will be very beneficial for you. So are you done, is this everything you have, sweety? Is this the present you want to make me?" The seducing voice fondled my ears. She sounded like she expected more from me. And I knew I had more. The muscles in my belly were still strong. After all Ms Davis was still kneading my sides and tummy to tickle me. The sensation was completely overshadowed by the pleasure of her right hand, but I was still resisting somehow.
The time had come to give up this resistance and so I freed the energy of the muscle on the left side of my tummy. It didn't have to travel far and so my teacher was quick to notice this and her left hand went straight to my left side and tickled me immediately after I had given up my resistance. She couldn't get a good grip on this side, because she used the wrong hand for that, but I had given up the strength of my muscles which allowed her to dig deep into my side and bring out loud laughter: "HAHAHAHA HAHAHA *MOAN* HAHAHAHA" I laughed again, but Ms Davis was also still fetching deep moans of pleasure out of me with her right hand.
I wanted her to stop the tickling, but I was sure she would stop once I finally finished and so I focused and managed to let out the strength of my tummy and my right side. I had a really warm feeling in my belly that went down and into my erection like the rest of my power. "Sweety, I have never seen anyone doing this as great as you are. Your present is huge, I really shouldn't accept it, but I promised you that I will if you relax and do what I tell you to. Since you are sticking to your word, I have to do the same, otherwise I couldn't be a role model." I couldn't really hear her over the sound of my own laughter. "HAHAHA HIHI *MOAN* HAHAHA" Her left hand was tickling my tummy. This hand also managed cover my whole belly just like her other hand. It was as tender as her right hand, but the tickling wasn't as pleasant. I had given up all the protection I could put against her and so the tickling sensation was overwhelming. The flight instinct in me was activating and giving me the order to escape from my teacher's clutches. But I couldn't move and the incredible pleasure, that kept growing with my erection, because she was still able to keep up with my size, gave me the opposite signal.
The tickling made it almost impossible for me to focus, but I had to relax even more. My arms and legs were already as weak as jelly. My shoulders and throat were absolutely powerless and now I had also given up my belly muscles. One of her fingers dug into my bellybutton to tickle it. "BWAHAHA BWAHAHAHAHA OH *MOAN* HAHAHA HOHOHO BWAAHAHAHAHAHA". I lost my focus, but my teacher offered me her help: "Is this hurdle to high for you? Think where else do you have strength left that I can bring out? I promised you that I will be the wall you have to overcome, but I'm also helping you. Think of the smaller parts of your body."
Her friendly tone was the incentive I needed. I had more. "HAHAHAHAHA" My eyelids became heavy and I stopped blinking to give her the energy of my eyelids. I also focused my eyes at her and let them get weak. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA" When the warmth flowed through my body I knew I couldn't look away anymore, but the nod and suggestive wink she gave me, were the sign I needed. I had done what she wanted just as I promised her.
Ms Davis reduced the tickling. "Fantastic, sweety. You are the best. If you like me this much I will gladly accept your present. I didn't expect a student could like me this much." With the reduced tickling I became able to think a bit more again. The tender right hand was still massaging my whole erection in a way I couldn't fully understand. The only think I knew about it was the obvious one: It felt wonderful.
But I also came to the conclusion that I don't want it to end now, so I tried to relax even more and extend the present even further. It was time to really impress her.
My jaw began to weaken. I was releasing the energy from there as well. My teacher noticed this and encouraged me: "You want to go further? I knew that you are a fighter, sweety. Give it your all. I will do the same." Her left hand left my belly and she softly placed it on my shaft. before starting to stroke me with her left hand while her right hand continued. This sent another strong electric impulse through my body. I couldn't see what she was doing, but it felt like she had to warm up her left hand before she could do the same as with her right hand. After a short time my lips parted and I opened my mouth while the pleasure was growing. I moaned very deeply, but it sounded weird since I couldn't move my jaw.
Ms Davis hands had found their rhythm and were massaging my erection together. Each of her hands supported the other one to reach a level of joy that seemed impossible to me. I had to keep this going, but I had no musclestrength left. I was just a powerless heap of pudding. But there was more I could give her. My tongue became heavier. I had kept it in the depth of my mouth, but now I released this musclelock and pulled the strength out of it. The power began to stream through my body. I realized that Ms Davis was helping me more than I thought by guiding my energy. The pleasure she made me experience was helping me to direct the strength towards my penis.
My tongue kept falling out of my mouth. There was more strength inside of it than I expected, but I had given up most of it already. I was now drooling on the matting, it had no taste, but was a bit cool which felt nice. "This much power. You are easily crushing my expectations, sweety. But that should be it. I don't think you have more inside of you." She sounded very impressed, but I had another idea. I was getting the hang of this and when I was at the subject of my tongue I thought of inner muscles I usually didn't think about. If I can give her more, I can experience the joys of this moment for longer. This made me determined to go even beyond the next bound.
I made my lunges work worse and slowed my heartbeat. I didn't let out all of their strength, but some of it. The heat I felt from the energy of my internal organs was so much stronger than from my normal muscles and I thought that Ms Davis eyes sparkled when this energy was used to increase the girth and length of my erection. Now that she was using both hands she had no difficulties to keep up with my expanding penis and massaged my erection in a way I had never felt before. Every single atom in my penis tried to scream in pleasure and flooded my body with this message. I was on the brink of losing my mind in this environment of joy.
I had finally reached the point where I could do nothing any more. My body was completely drained of all its strength. I was even drooling on the matting. Breathing was a bit difficult for me, but my reduced heartrate was relaxing me in itself even more. I had transfered every last drop of my power into my penis to increase the pleasure. And now I was finally ready for my reward.
My teacher knew that and spoke in her soothing voice: "I didn't expect you to go that far, but I'm glad you did. You did what I told you to and so I will keep my promise. I will accept this huge present from you. It looks so good, but I should unwrap it to tell you how much I like it. This might take a moment, but I think you will like that."
Her smooth hands kept stroking my penis. I clearly was in heaven. There was now a new feeling in my body. I never had this while I relaxed, but now I felt an incoming orgasm. And a strong one at that. Her hands were overflowing my body with pleasure. The orgasm was too strong. I thought that it will rip me to shreds. But I had to go for it, there was nothing I wanted more. I tried to give her even more of my strength, but there was nothing left. I couldn't do it. Ms Davis noticed this and gave me a supportive look: "I want you to cum now. I'm sure it has been long enough. You put everything you can in this present. I will love it. You put all of your sweet strength into one place and I will unleash it from your body. And then I will take it away from you. I wanted to get your power for so long and I finally got you to offer it me willingly. All you have to do is orgasm. Then I can take your present. So please do it. For me." My teacher gave me a wink and continued stroking me.
Ms Davis had a good feeling for my body and after some time she knew that I was very close to my orgasm: "YES! Now give me your strength." Her left hand stroked over the right side of my erection. Her right hand mirrored this movement on the left side. Her hands caressed my penis one final time until reaching the part of my body where she had started. My teacher's gentle hands enclosed one of my testicles each and started to massage them lovingly.
Instead of her hands she put her lips on the tip of my penis giving it a kiss. The warmth of her breath combined with the sense of her full lips that were even softer than her hands felt wonderful. I produced one of my strange sounding, very loud moans. "I hope you are ready. This is the end for you. I want you to hold nothing back. Shoot everything out. Make me this present, sweety." her voice has never sounded more seducing. A warmth began to spread on my forehead. It was the same sensation I had felt when she had kissed me there. It really felt like the exact same place as well. It made me feel sheltered. I could trust her completely and was ready to give her everything I had. She kissed my penis a second time. This time she parted her lips during the kiss and guided my erection into her mouth.
Her mouth had an exquisite warmth and moistness. My erection had gotten really large, but she managed to take my size. After getting into position she started to suck on my penis. It wasn't a small slurping, it was a strong sucking sensation. Her head began to move up and down as well. I wanted to make this last as long as possible, but I had already been so close and only resisted a second before I had an orgasm. The feeling went through my whole body from my fingertips to my toes. My penis began to shoot out my seed. Ms Davis continued to suck even while swallowing it occasionally. While she kept sucking this fantastic tingling feeling going through my whole body continued. I was completely unable to move, so I simply lay there enjoying what my teacher was doing with my body. She intensified the massage of my balls with her smooth hands, never stopping the sucking. It felt like she was massaging my erect penis to widen my vas deferens to make me ejaculate more sperm. The additional stimulation worked. It made me shoot out every drop of cum I had inside of me which Ms Davis gladly swallowed. I actually felt how my balls emptied into her mouth until nothing was left.
But it didn't stop there. My erection kept flexing and tried to give her even more. Just like I had done. And my body was giving her more cum. Ms Davis' sucking was pulling more out of me than I had expected. The orgasmic tingling was still sweaping through my body as she didn't stop, but it felt like my erection began to shrink slowly. I had never experienced something like this. My penis was giving her more and more of me. There was no end to what I handed over. It just didn't stop. My teacher's mouth kept pleasuring me. Her lips were caressing my erection and her sucking was pulling something out of me.
I felt a small tickling and caressing in my muscles. One after the other was petted and massaged from inside my body. It felt wonderful. This soothing feeling might have made some of them even more relaxed if this was possible at this point. But a last bit of warmth was really streaming towards my penis. My testicles were still massaged, but my genitals had become small in general. The teacher was able to continue the sucking, but had extracted what she wanted out of me. She went on like a vacuum cleaner to make sure that she didn't miss a single drop, but relaxing my muscles further didn't work and my brain had shut down minutes ago. I couldn't comprehend that much pleasure.
After the best ten minutes of my life Ms Davis finally stopped. She removed her lips from my penis and licked one final time over the tip of my penis to get the remaining cum from me. She let her hands rest on my belly leaning a little on me. I wasn't ready to open my eyes. It took me a few minutes to come back to my senses. But in the end I was able to pull myself back to reality. She was right, I had been to another world, metaphorically at least. My brain began to understand again that I could see and the first thing I saw was Ms Davis pretty face smiling warmly at me as she asked: "How do you feel?" I didn't know what to say "I feel great. This was amazing.", I wanted to answer, but I still couldn't move. "I know what you want to say. I'm glad to hear that.", she said and licked her lips to not miss a single drop of my seed, before standing up.
My teacher flipped me over and untied my arms. She than lay me back on my back. I had to let her do that without any muscle movement from myself. I still couldn't move and felt like I had no power left. My erection which Ms Davis wanted to use to bring out all my energy got limp with the her last lick. I thought I just needed to recover, but still got a little afraid. My teacher left the gym for a moment in the direction of the storage room where the teachers kept their stuff and had a bathroom. I couldn't see what she was doing since I was completely unable to move my body. Laying nude and utterly helpless in the open gym made me very uneasy. A soft hand slid under my cheek and raised my face. I was really happy when I saw Ms Davis face again as she knelt down besides my head and looked down at me.
I always thought that she had a pretty face, but now it was different. Her nose had always been a bit too big for her face, but I didn't see this anymore. Her dazzling smile had become even warmer and made my heart skip a beat. As I saw her it looked like there was light coming from her beautiful face. "Hey sweety, I brought you something." Her hand, mostly her thumb caressed my cheek, while she put a straw in my mouth. My tongue had fallen back into my mouth and she closed my mouth with the straw inside it. I drank some of the water she had brought me. I really needed that.
I tried to speak and it worked a bit, I was slow and sounded a bit strange, but I thought it was understandable: "I can't move at all." She smiled and answered empathically: "I know sweety, but at least your mouth works. That is enough for now." My teacher caressed my cheek and gently closed my eyes occasionally, since I couldn't blink. Her left hand felt even softer than before. This position was very soothing for me.
I tried to recover, but had to ask her something: "Did I pass your test?" "HaHaHa", she laughed melodically: "You don't need to worry about that anymore." I accepted that for a moment, but started to become worried. I was laying there for at least 10 minutes and was still unable to move any part of my body. So I asked her about it: "Have you ever seen somebody this unable to move?"
"Well usually my test candidates move even less. You're the best one I had so far. Nobody else has shot out so much strength and energy and was able to breathe afterwards. The others had not enough control over their strength and gave everything up or they had so little power that I just got all of it. So you are my biggest success so far.", she answered proudly. I was confused: "What do you mean with the other test candidates, what have you done with me?"
"I think you already know that. I promised to bring out all the power in you. And I did exactly what I told you. I began by tickling you a bit to weaken you physically and mentally. You almost escaped me there, but I captured you and realized that you had gotten weak enough by then. So I gave you the kiss", she touched my forehead "I use a special lipstick. You felt sheltered didn't you? This wasn't all it did. I placed a mark on your head. It made you way more ticklish and allowed me to ticklee your day to day energy out of you. This will come back in a few days, maybe a week or something like that. You don't need to worry, you will be able to move again. After forcing all of it out of you, I went to the main part. I made you offer me all the strength of your body willingly and once you had concentrated it, I sucked your actual life energy out of your body. You really did have a lot of it and it was delicious. Here take a look."
She pulled a mirror out she must have brought with her from the storage room and held it in front of my face. I looked into it. In the mirror was a face I had never seen. The man looked pretty similar to me, but it looked more like my father back when I was a small child. The man in the mirror looked like he was in his thirties. He already had some wrinkles and the first few gray hairs. I could also see a bright red imprint of my teacher's lips on my forehead. "No. That can't be me.", my voice became silent while saying that. The cheeks of the image were hanging down and the person looked like it had no power left, just like me. Deep down I knew it was me. Maybe her doing had a negative effect on my brain, but I was still trusting her.
Ms Davis put the mirror away and continued: "Oh it is true. you should now be between 35 and 40 I guess. As I said I was able to get a lot of sweet strength out of you." My eyes started to tear. She quickly consoled me: "Don't worry, nobody will see you like this. As I mentioned you are the first man that had enough day to day energy to continue breathing after the procedure. I will keep you and in a week when you got your energy back I will relieve you of your remaining life power. At the age you are currently at you should be able to produce much more sperm. I saw how much you enjoyed my sucking. Just imagine how it will feel when I give you this wonderful feeling for a much, much longer time. You will be absolutely euphoric."
I had still not understood what she had done to me, so I asked: "Why, why did you do that." I was crying while I asked. "Just look at me. I feel amazing. I sucked your strength out of you that means I have it now. Many people have given me their strength. It keeps me strong, beautiful and young. By now I have found more powers. You have experienced one of these. I'm able to charm people very easily. I know you have a crush on me. Maybe because of my looks or because of this ability. Probably both, but it is really helpful. I might have to change my residence occasionally so nobody gets suspicious at my increasing beauty and the fact that I don't become older, but my strategy of going to schools as a martial arts teacher has worked really well so far. There are usually strong people there that can be seduced rather easily. I'm still improving my technique, but with you I made a big step forward. Let me tell you, if I had the chance, I would have extracted all of your strength directly, but", she put my limp penis in her incredibly soft left hand and gave it a stroke that had no effect on it "this thing here is useless right now. Well, atleast I managed to let you survive so I can later suck the rest of your strength out of you."
I tried to comprehend that answer when she got up, lifted me over her shoulder and brought me to the storage room. She layed me in a dark room on something soft and left. A few minutes later she came back turned on the lights and walked over to me. I now saw that it was the first aid room of the gym and I was laying on a bed. I hated what she did to me, but seeing Ms Davis and her beauty, I was a bit happy that she came back. She tied me spread eagle to the bed posts. I thought it was unnecessarily tight since I was unable to move. "I don't know exactly when you will get your day to day strength back, but I just want to make sure you can't escape now." I had lost all hope at this point. I didn't know what to do and so I just lay there crying and trying to come up with something I could do. But the only thing I came up with was hoping for a miracle.
"I brought you four presents." She said while putting a huge barrel of Coke besides me and sliding a straw for me in my mouth. "You should drink a lot of this. The sugar will bring back your energy and make your sperm taste even sweeter.", again her warm smile made what she just said easier for me. My teacher than put a catheter in me. "I experienced that your bladder is not so strong, so this might be useful. haha", she said laughing at my situation. She closed my eyes gently before saying: "And the last two." My head was raised and I felt something soft covering my eyes. "This room is dark and it can be scary, but I can promise you that the only thing you will see is this blindfold, so don't be afraid." The tears were caught by the soft fabric and my face was shifted to the side. My teacher put something in my left ear and moved my head back. She got close to my right ear and whispered to me: "I don't want you to hear scary sounds. You should focus on replenishing your power. See you in a week." She stuffed another earplug in my right ear. I couldn't hear her anymore. "NO! Wait! Please!", I screamed but it had no effect.
I was now trapped in darkness and silence. In addition to the sensory deprevation, I was unable to move and some crazy life sucker that had already stolen 20 years of my life, wanted to rob me of my remaining life energy. All I could do was hope for help. I thought about it for a little until my exhaustion finally overwhelmed me and I fell asleep.
I had no sense of time. Screaming for help proved futile. The school was probably almost empty, so nobody heard me. I drank a lot since this was the only thing I could do, besides hoping for a miracle. I also slept quite a lot since my body had to recover the energy Ms Davis had taken from me. The bed was comfortable, but I still wanted to get the ability back to move. I wasn't able for the first four or five times I slept. All I had gotten back quickly was my tongue and then my jaw. I had no idea how much time had passed, but when I awoke from a deep sleep I moved my head.
It was coming back. I was very happy to move a part of my body again. "YEAH!" I shouted. Or I think I did. I couldn't hear myself. I tried moving other parts of my body and found that the rest was still not reacting to my commands. At least my teacher didn't lie about me getting my abilities back after some time. I drank a lot and tried to sleep again so that I could move again soon. The next time I woke up, I could move my shoulders and my arms again. I could also struggle weakly with my legs. I was still not completely recovered, but a glimpse of hope came back to me. I started screaming for help again. Something I hadn't done in a while because it had never worked. And still nobody came, but I didn't give up, I could almost move again. And with that I went back to sleep. The blindfold made me really sleepy and so I just continued to sleep.
After another long night or day, my eyes hadn't seen any light in a long time, I woke up again. I felt really strong. My power had returned. I pulled on the ropes Ms Davis had tied me with. They felt very tight at first, but now that I could struggle again I realized that she had actually given me a little room. Probably to allow me to find out whether I can move again or not. I struggled a bit, but realized that she had tied them too good and I wouldn't be able free myself. So even with my strength back there was no escape for me and I could only struggle. I pulled on the restraints until I got tired and fell back asleep. My energy had gotten back, but I was still in this room and unable to use it.
Time passed. I had no sensory input and so I didn't know what was happening. I was sleeping a lot. One day I had a dream. I was sitting in the kitchen at home eating cereal like I had done the day before I took the test. I heard a bird chirping. The sound started to get annoying and I woke up. I tried to stretch my arms, but couldn't and yawned. I was still hearing the bird. I had also heard my yawn, how was this possible?
"Good morning sweety!", it was Ms Davis voice. The week was over. I raised my head and she pulled the blindfold off of my head. The light was way to bright, my eyes needed time to get accustomed to light again. She gave me the time I needed. Once I could see again I saw that she had turned on the light of the room. I looked at her and saw again how beautiful she was. She wore a white blouse accentuating her figure, a tight black skirt and matching highheels that exposed the top of her feet. I felt really betrayed by her, but was still unable to get over the crush I still had on her. "I hope you liked my sound machine", she greeted me with her usual warm smile. She got up from her chair and stood next to me. Next, she removed the catheter and petted my balls. "Wow! It has gotten huge. Looks like this thing is ready to be milked again." She said happily. I felt lucky that she would compliment me like that, but I still didn't want this. "Please let me go." I pleaded. "I don't think so. This will be so wonderful for both of us. I can't let you not experience the feeling."
I started to struggle, because I always had hope that she might have mercy in the end, but she didn't and this truth had now finally gotten through to me. "It looks like you have completely restored your energy reserves. That's great. To be honest, I don't have to take this from you, before I suck the life energy out of you. It is not much energy after all, especially compared to the life energy I will get from this thing here," she said while still caressing my balls "but the last time has been so much fun, that I will do it another time with you. I also have something I wanted to try for a long time, but never had the chance so far. So let's do it again." I felt weak already. I was in a spread eagle position. My arms above my head, and my feet separated. I wouldn't be able to resist her tickling, especially when it started to rob me of my strength again.
My teacher pulled a golden lipstick out of her bra and opened it. "Where did you get that?", I asked her. She applied it on her lips and flicked them to make sure it was distributed evenly. "I can't tell you where this is from. All I can tell you is that I will use more of it on you to find out if this makes the procedure easier for me. I needed to escape, but I was tied, there was no way for me to flee. Ms Davis put a knee on the bed and caught my face with her soft hands. I even tried to bite her, but she was too fast. Her hands were holding my cheeks and her lips got closer to my forehead. "NO! NO! Go awa..". Her soft lips kissed my forehead in the middle of my sentence. Warmth spread through my body. I relaxed a lot. It gave me a feeling of being safe around her. I was trusting her again a bit.
She broke the kiss after some time and took a step back. I was angry, how was this working. Why could she do something like this to me. She took my right arm and placed a kiss on the back of my hand. A warm feeling flooded my body. But my brain wasn't turned off when she did it and I continued to protest. She ignored me and kissed the back of my left hand. I could see the imprint of her full lips on my hands. She turned around and went to the end of the bed. She applied a bit more of the lipstick on her lips before kissing the sole of each of my feet. It was a weird feeling and I wanted to kick her, but she held my feet firmly in place. Her strength was crazy.
She went back to standing next to me and explaining: "I want to see if this has an effect. As I said, my technique isn't perfect yet. The lipstick is burned into your skin for some time and makes it possible for me to get your strength out of your body. But I was never able to put more than one imprint on a person. I was too afraid that the person would get suspicious and stop me, so this could be useful. Okay, let us begin." Her hands touched my belly. She placed them flat on me and I felt a strong electric crackle between us. It was much more than last time. I jerked around to escape this, but couldn't. "My, my it works doesn't it. Your ticklishness is not tripled like last time, but multiplied by a factor of fourty. That should be fun. I can also feel that your power wants to come to me. I will help it with that. I'm sure you missed being tickled during the week, so let me make up for it."
"NO! Please don't do this." I spit the straw out as I tried one last time to stop her, but it was pointless.
My teacher leaned over me and put the soft fingertips of her left hand on my right arm. She slowly spider tickled her way down my arm and into my armpit mirroring the motion with her right hand on my left arm. I clenched my teeth and fists together to resist the tickling. Ms Davis stayed in my armpit with her fingers as they got faster. "Oh looks like you are also ticklish here. I didn't have the chance to tickle you here last time, but now your armpits are practically inviting me.", she teased me. I definitely made strange faces, but I was able to protect myself from the tickling. It was really hard, I actually felt more ticklish than usual, but that was probably just psychological. But I did really look older that was not a trick. With that thought I opened my mouth and let a laugh out: "Hahaha" It was hard to resist the tickling, but I did what I could to not give in. At least until my teacher sped up her fingers again and pressed them deeper into my armpits. "hahahah no! hahahaha hoho hahaha" I started to laugh a little. "That's right sweety. Open the gates for me, let it out, laugh." Her scratching at my pits continued as my resistance crumbled. "hahaha hihihi hahahaha Hahaha" I started to laugh more heavy, but it wasn't what she was hoping for. My armpits were never very ticklish and so even if she had increased my sensitivity it didn't do a lot.
My bad luck was that Ms Davis noticed this and stopped her tickling. "This is not working as good as I remember.", she said while walking towards the end of the bed. She let her fingers glide over my body until she reached my feet and knelt down in front of them. I tried to get my feet away from her, but the way I was tied didn't gave me enough room to do so. My teacher reached for my right foot and began to tickle it. From her last session she already knew my weak spots, but she still started at the heel. "hahahahaha NOhahaha!" her tickling was highly effective as her soft fingers made me laugh louder than before.
Ms Davis continued by scratching with her hand upwards until reaching the center of my foot. "I don't want the other one to feel rejected", she said and reached with her right hand for my left foot. She tickled both of them at the same time concentrating on the balls of my feet. "HAHAHaHaHaHaHaHa STOP HaHaHaHaHaHa" I didn't want to laugh, but her fingers didn't give me a chance. "That's good. Let it out. You know laughter is healthy for you.", my teacher responded. I had expected that this would be much worse. Maybe the aging had decreased my overall ticklishness. In this case I might be able to stop her by just not laughing enough to give her my strength. My teacher's soft fingers had other plans for my feet and began to move faster. She started to scratch all of my sole and the heels and even went to the border of my heels. This tickled more than I expected and made me laugh harder. This wasn't good. I felt how I was losing strength in my toes. Moving them became more difficult and slower. Ms Davis didn't notice this and just continued to tickle my strength out of me.
"I remember some spots that worked really good last time. Shall we test them again sweety?", with that her fingers slid further up until reaching my toes. Her fingers began tickling under my motionless toes. "Looks like you are losing your energy much faster this time. That's an interesting finding. I have never done this twice to somebody before, so let's see how fast it can go." Since I had already lost the ability to move my toes her fingers could access my weak spots easily. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAPPPP AHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" I couldn't stand it. The energy that had taken me almost a week to build up again, was stolen from me in a few minutes. "HAHAHA NOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA" The tickling washed my thoughts away. My plan was certainly not working and the idea about being less sensitive was probably also just some false hope I had tried to give myself. I felt how I got weaker. I could no longer move my feet and my legs lost there strength rapidly as well. My head and my arms on the other end of my body struggled and twitched the whole time. My teacher simply continued to tickle under my toes. Why did I have a weak spot there. After a few more seconds I could no longer move my lower body. She had robbed all the energy from them. She continued to tickle my toes for a while eliciting more laughter from me: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHOHOHO STOHOHOHOHOPHOHOP" "Looks like your legs have become useless again. That was really much faster than last time. How about you give me the rest too.", Ms Davis said while stopping the tickling a few minutes later. I filled my lunges with air to recover from that. I had a bad feeling about what was coming next and wanted to make as much of this break as possible.
She slid out of her highheels to get more comfortable as she climbed on the bed. Her eyes gave me certainty about what she was going to do next. "NO! Don't come closer! STAY AWAY FROM MY BELLY!" I shouted. She didn't follow my order. Instead she went further up until she knelt between my legs. My penis was a little erected already. She caressed it again: "This thing here says it wants me to continue, so I will." She moved her warm soft hands over my upper legs and hips until she reached my tummy again. Without wasting time she applied her favorite technique again. She squeezed my sides with her hands. "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" It worked so well. All resistance I might had was overcome by this simple action in an instant. She proceeded by kneading my sides up to my ribs and down again. Never changing this general pattern and tickling me all the time. Her hands had become even softer than last time. The tickling sensation on the other hand had gotten worse. I couldn't stand it one bit. My body just went berserk as a result of her tickling. I wanted, needed to get away from her clutches. Her method worked almost too good. I felt the control over my fingertips fading. She had taken this energy in a matter of seconds. My arms followed soon, as she used the best technique to tickle my body non stop. My eyes started to tear again. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH MEHEHEHAHAHARCY HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAH" "YES! That's the reaction I wanted to see from you." I laughed like crazy, but the shaking of my head slowed and came to a hold. I was now reduced to a motionless piece of flesh again.
"Looks like I got most of it out already. This new method certainly works much better and faster. I will put this knowledge to good use when I do this with the next test candidate.", she said with a smile. "But you had a few reserves last time that I also want from you." She robbed this last drop of my day to day energy by inhaling deeply and blowing a long, wet raspberry right in the center of my stomach. "BWAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BWAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" My laughter jumped up an octave when she did this to me. It also activated my reserves. My whole body struggled and shook again. "There it is, now give it to me.", she said took another deep breath and blew the next raspberry on the center of my belly. The same reaction followed: "BWAHAHAHAHA HIHIHIHIHI BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" I moved until I couldn't anymore after something like 10 seconds. Her raspberries continued. She blew a few more onto my tummy, but after the tenth she figured that I had absolutely no day to day energy left and removed her lips from my belly.
"That should be all you have." Ms Davis said while stopping her tickling of my belly. I took deep breaths to recover a little. "Now for the main part." She pulled me down as much as the bounds on my arms allowed. Unable to move a muscle I didn't resist her. With my arms stretched out fully my legs had more space which my teacher used to spread them as much as the bounds allowed.
"You will love this.", she ensured me with a smile. My penis had grown during the aging caused by the first time she took my life energy from me. Her tickling was stimulating for me, but I didn't have a full erection yet. Whispering to my genitals she said: "You don't have to wait anymore. I will only play with you from now on." Ms Davis started just like last time. She placed her left hand on my stomach caressing it gently. Her right hand started at the bottom of my balls. Stealing my power had made her fingers even softer than before, it felt like they were not from this world. She began to move her warm right hand upwards stroking my penis. The first touch on the most sensitive part of my body since last week was heavenly. A tingling impulse was shot through my body. It went into my forehead and through each of my limbs. She than slid her hand back down again. My penis seemed to really like her attention as it jumped and grew a little. "Stop this!" I told her. "I don't listen to you. I only care about what this wonderful source of energy between your legs has to tell me.", she responded in a friendly tone.
With that she continued stroking me. Each pump of her hand made my erection grow a little. I would have loved this if I hadn't known what I might lose. But I was too weak I couldn't move and I could also not resist her pleasuring touch. The length and girth of my penis expanded and after a few more caresses I had a full erection. Ms Davis continued her slow gentle strokes, but it only made my penis jump and twitch.
"He is so excited.", she said amused. "I think he remembers me. Come my friend let's have some fun." I tried to oppose her: "No! Get your hands of..." My teacher interrupted me by tickling my tummy with her left hand. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHAHAHATTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA AGAHAHIHIHINNNN" The tickling stopped my protest. "Now we can play in peace." she whispered and sped up her right hand. The tickling overwhelmed me. I was no longer able to protest or think. But it also took my attention away from her right hand. What she did with my erection felt really good, but the tickling overshadowed it. Ms Davis continued to increase the speed of her right hand until I moaned in between my laughter. At this rate she was bringing me very slowly, but without resistance closer to an orgasm. My teacher kept this up for a while, but she wanted my life energy.
She slowed down her left hand to speed up the process. I was still laughing, but it became bearable and I was now mostly moaning. This also meant my protest resumed: "hahaha Please *moan* STOP!! hahahahaha" "Sweety we already talked about it. This is the best for you, just relax and enjoy what I'm doing to your body. It will feel incredible if you just accept it.", she responded with that as she put her left hand on my erection sending another impulse through my body. She started stroking me with both of her hands. "See! I'm doing all I can for your pleasure, so please, just let it happen." The feeling of both her hands was fantastic. I moaned loudly when she started it. My body was beaten. Without any physical strength, it was fully controlled by my teacher and she guided it directly to an orgasm. The sensation was the same as last time. Her hands were covering and massaging my whole penis providing me with huge pleasure. I wanted to give in, I couldn't escape anyways, so why should I resist?
"NO! I mustn't!" feeling my life being at stake here I tried to not give in to her stroking. Ms Davis simply continued to use her unbelievably soft hands to pleasure me. "Alright you decided to continue fighting. Good for you.", she complimented. Why was she so supportive I asked myself. "I like a little challenge.", she continued. "But just so you know. I don't need you to relax this time. You have already given me a big chunk of your power. Because of that I can pull everything out of you by myself if I can make you orgasm. Of course it's easier if you don't fight against me. But I have a trick up my sleeve. Let's see if you can resist this."
My teacher adjusted her position. She pulled her legs out from under her and sat on her butt between my legs. Her feet were now in front of her. She extended her legs and brought them over my face never stopping her fast stroking with her hands. They looked amazing, smooth and creamy. Her toes were long and slender. I saw that she was still wearing the black nail polish when she wiggled her toes. Enjoying the view weakened my resistance to her which brought me much closer to finishing. I didn't want this, but her feet looked too delicious to not look at them. "Please, try them.", Ms Davis said while touching my lips with her toes. When I didn't open my mouth a quick poke in my tummy from her left hand allowed her to put her right big toe in my mouth. I had never tasted something as delicious as her toe before. It was sweet and a little salty, but also incredibly soft. My penis twitched strongly and expanded a good deal. This additional space was immediately used by her to pleasure me even more. I was licking and sucking on her toe, when my teacher took her right big toe out of my mouth and offered me her left one. I started licking it immediately. "Looks like that was it with your resistance.", she commented my reaction. The toe tasted just as good as the other one she had given me. My tongue explored her toe as my erection grew and my resistance crumbled until I no longer opposed her actions. Her feet had convinced me. I just wanted to give in to this world of pure pleasure she was creating for me, no matter the cost.
Ms Davis knew my body from last time so when she saw my eyes rolling back she knew I was very close. she quickly pulled her feet out of my mouth and lay down between my legs supporting herself with her elbows. She softly put her hands on my balls and gave my penis a kiss. From there she opened her mouth, guided my penis into her mouth and began her glorious sucking. At this point I didn't want to resist as her warm, soft hands started to massage my balls again it simply felt too good. The imprints of her lips she had placed on my hands, feet and on my forehead got activated spreading a warm feeling in my body and making me feel secure. With this my last subconscious wall finally collapsed and I opened up to her. My cum began shooting out of me as I had an orgasm. Starting from my penis an amazing tingling started to spread through my whole body.
The tingling went into every corner of my body and began to relax some parts of me. My muscles got massaged from the inside and went weaker because of that. My whole body felt very hot. I couldn't tell were this heat was coming from, but it was everywhere. My cum flew directly into Ms Davis mouth who started to greedily swallow it. "AAAHHH!" I screamed in ecstasy as I came. My teacher had a little trouble swallowing everything I was erupting, but she was very pleased with it. After a whole minute my first burst slowed down.
That's when Ms Davis actually started her magic. She clearly wanted all my life energy, so she used her tongue to gently lick the underside of my erection. This opened me up again a little which allowed her to suck more of my juices out of me.
The muscles in my body already felt really weak. I couldn't do anything anymore. My body was manipulated from the inside. Something was extracted from my body, but it didn't stop at my muscles. My inner organs were caressed as well. They felt really good, but they also didn't feel normal, because usually I don't feel them at all. It was great, but a bit weird. The wonderful feeling in my body continued. A tingling reached into my fingertips and in my toes. I thought they twitched a little even though I couldn't move at all, but it didn't bother me anymore. I simply enjoyed my teachers skills as she robbed me of my energy. "AAAAHHHH!!" I screamed in pleasure again when she intensified the massage of my balls. She was right after all. Experiencing this was well worth everything it might cost me.
Ms Davis sucked and sucked, my juices kept flowing out of me which meant I could stay in this state of ecstasy. The reason for this was her massage of my balls which opened and widened the channels in my body. This allowed her to suck every single drop of cum out of me, swallowing it loudly. Sucking the life out of me would have been a painful process, but her soothing mouth compensated for that. While she sucked the life energy out of my erection the electric feeling continued streaming through me. Even after extracting so much from me already the sensation didn't decrease. If anything it became stronger. From time to time a strong wave of tingling went through my body intensifying the pleasure during this burst.
This did go on for a bit longer. Ms Davis sucking skills were simply amazing. She probably was only able to keep the pressure going because of the strength she had taken from other people. After some time the tingling finally started to fade. I was not able to comprehend anything that happened at this point. My brain had been made to feel good a while ago and after that I couldn't think as good anymore. I felt how the warmth flowed to my stomach. This felt nice, but was nothing compared to the previous sensation. My balls were now less than half as big as they were when she had started. My teacher had gotten most of the life energy out of me at this point and started sucking stronger to also get the remaining bit. The tingling got weaker and the warmth in my stomach became less as my body handed it over. The juice my teacher lusted after was hers.
My balls and body were completely dry. I was empty at this point. She removed her lips from my penis and licked the tip of my penis just like last time, to get even the last drop from me. Ms Davis had taken everything I had from me. She knelt down between my legs, licked her lips and smiled down at me again. I looked at her and couldn't believe my eyes. She was so gorgeous. Everything about her face was perfect. And not only that, her golden hair shone bright making her face look like a painting of an angel with a golden frame. "You clearly were the best I ever had." She told me. Even her voice had improved even further. Luckily for me she continued with her warm, soothing voice: "I told you that you would benefit from this test.", Her voice was as calming as it was charming. "You had 80 delicious years in you. I promise that I will take good care of them. I'd also thank you for them, but I think you can count the sensation I gave you as a thank you."
She kept looking with her warm smile, that looked more friendly than ever, at me and I starred back at this beauty until I started to age again. My hair became gray and fell out. My body got wrinkles and shrunk. I was still smiling from the fantastic feeling of her procedure as my skin got gray and my body turned to ashes.
Ms Davis stood up, put her shoes back on and said to herself: "He really was the best man I ever encountered. I managed to improve my technique a lot thanks to him." With that she left the room. She met the janitor on her way out who saw the dirt on the bed and gave her a judging look, but she simply walked up to him, put a hand on his biceps and said sweetly: "A strong man like you can handle this right. I have a student who will be here soon to take an extra point test. I can't wait to try my new method on him." The man, completely charmed by her beauty, just smiled and told her that he will simply throw it in the garbage for her. "Thank you", she answered, gave him a wink and entered the gym, while a good friend of mine entered the school with a letter from Ms Davis in his hand and a bag of martial arts clothing on his back.
You actually reached the end
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Disclaimer:
This story is a work of fiction (which will be obvious after reading a bit).
Any similarities to the real world are coincidental and unintended.
This story is based on an interactive story that can be accessed here: https://www.writing.com/main/interact/item_id/1851752-A-Summer-of-Laughter/map/1312
Due to technical and artistical limitations I felt while writing it, I wanted to redo it for some time and finally had enough time to do so.
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Warning:
This story contains tickling, nudity, sexual content, bondage and maybe more things people could dislike.
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Other things:
This story is really long (~90000 characters), but I couldn't find a good way to split it up, so I just put everything together into one big story.
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I heard a bird chirp outside of my window. It was morning. The clock showed that it was a quarter past 10 on this wednesday. I thought about sleeping a bit longer. After all the summer had just started. I had turned 18 a week ago and had finished the highschool 5 days ago. My parents were on vacation and I had partied the last few days. But I was thirsty and decided to start the day. I went to the bathroom and put on a t-shirt and some shorts. Now dressed I went to the kitchen and ate some cereal while checking my phone. Nothing new, my friends were probably still sleeping.
I left the kitchen and wanted to go back to my bed when I saw a letter at the door. Why do my parents still get these, I thought and picked it up. The letter was for me. I went back to the kitchen to open it. Once I had ripped it open I saw that it was a letter from my school. They informed me that an error had happened. They had given me my certificate, but I didn't really earn it. I had failed my sports course. My martial arts class had no pass mark, because I didn't do well enough. I had usually just tickled my opponent for a while and hoped that they would give up, or I just lost if they didn't. My decision for this course was based only on the fact that the teacher was really attractive, but I didn't put in much effort. The letter informed me that I could either retake the school year - of course not - or do a special test to improve my grade and pass. The teacher would be there for this week, so I can come in any time.
Obviously I wanted to try the test and since I had nothing better to do, I packed my bag and went to my school. I wasn't sure where to find my sports teacher Ms. Davis, but I thought I should start by looking in the gym. This proved to be the right decision, because when I entered she was there removing and cleaning matting from the floor on the other end of the large room. "Good morning Ms. Davis" I shouted through the large gym so she could hear me. Looking up she saw me and knew immediately why I was there, so she came over and asked me to change into my martial arts outfit. I went to the changing rooms to do this and when I reentered the gym now barefoot and in my white martial arts outfit which consisted of a pair of white pants, a white jacket and an orange belt around my waist, I realized she had changed too.
The 32 year old Ms Davis wore the same things as I did, but had a black belt around her waist which looked much tighter than mine. I looked at her from top to bottom, to see her usual blond hair she wore in a pony tail that ended between her shoulders, her symmetric face, with the very bright smile and her nose that was slightly to large for her face. The rest of her body was pretty athletic, except for her beautiful soft looking feet, with black nail polish matching her belt. I always thought she was pretty and had a little crush on her, because of her friendly way of teaching.
"Hi, again, I want to improve my grade so that I don't fail", I told her and felt like I was a bit too needy. "I know, I know" she answered slightly annoyed confusing me a lot. "It's the same every year there are students choosing martial arts, because they think they can learn very cool stuff and don't have to do anything for it. The truth is, this course is for you to improve yourself and to learn to fight difficulties in your life, not necessarily with violence, but rather with the strength you gained from this course." "Okay sounds like a really cool idea", I answered a bit cowed, it was a scolding and I had to take it, to get over with this thing as soon as possible, but it still felt strange that it was coming from Ms Davis.
"Here is the task I designed specifically for you: We will have a fight, I will try to keep you in this room and you have to escape, I know you want to do this as quickly as possible. It's summer and all that. I also like to leave soon if possible. But I will still do my best. I am the wall you have to overcome with your strength. We will start in the corner with the largest distance to the exit so you actually have to escape. I am allowed to drag you back, but you are also allowed to push me through the exit with you. There is no time limit for this test. Don't hold back, because I won't. I'm your enemy from now on, but still wish you good luck. If you are ready come to the corner so we can start."
This is my task here I have to flee, but she was right, if I manage to escape her quickly I can continue relax for the rest of the summer. This whole test feels pretty doable and in the end her usually friendly behavior came through again so she might had to put this test on the letter but will let me pass easily.
With this thought I went to the corner, looked in the direction of the exit and told her that we can start. "3....2....1....GO!" The moment she said "go" I made a step in the direction of the door where Ms Davis was standing, she immediately grabbed my right arm and threw me to the floor. Landing on my back I closed my eyes a second to refocus. In this moment she threw me through the air once more this time I landed on my stomach, but I was able to land better and tried to stay up immediately.
To stop me from doing so Ms Davis simply sat on my upper legs, pulled my hands away from the floor, pushed them behind my back and used a grab handle to control me. I wasn't really able to move my body, except for my toes.
My test was harder than I imagined, after less than a minute I had failed and got beaten, "See that happens, when you don't improve yourself. You are unable to escape", she provoked me and it worked I became able to remove my arm from her grip (mostly because she allowed me to) but anyways I fought my way up and was standing again. This time I didn't go to the door directly but rather faked it and when she stepped in the way to stop me I took her left arm with both hands, span around so that my back was facing her and her left arm was above my shoulder and started to pull on it to throw her to the ground. At that moment I felt her right hand squeezing my right side. A small smile appeared on my face, but I tried to ignore it and continued to pull on her arm. I was pulling her over my shoulder, her body was stretched and only her toes had contact with the ground, but she continued tickling my right side and went up to my ribs. I should have trained this throw more, because it was very hard to through her to the ground like this and the tickling didn't make it easier.
My smile became bigger and I realized that I couldn't proceed like this, so I tried to block her right hand with mine, this meant I had less strength to pull on her arm which allowed her to pull it out of my grip. In the meantime I had caught her right hand, but Ms Davis, now firmly standing, began to pinch my left side with her left hand. The sensation made me jerk my right hand and I let go of her hand again which she used to tickle my right side too. I started to giggle and tried to clumsily block her hands without much of an effect. My teacher was just too quick, when I tried to grap her arms they were always in a different spot. She altered between tickling my sides and ribs always attacking the part I couldn't protect. Standing behind me her mouth was close to my ear and she told me in a challenging tone: "I thought since you were using my technique against me, I should try your fighting style against you, sounds fair doesn't it?." I couldn't answer, because I was giggling too much and used the short pauses I could take to breathe.
After a few moments my reflexes made me fall to my knees to escape the tickling, but it didn't help me. Ms Davis hands easily followed me. She even started to push me forward with her upper body. I was a giggling mess already so I simply fell to the ground. She sat on the back of my legs and removed my belt which had opened during the fight from before. "You should have taken more care of your belt, this is very important for fighters. Since it opened I have to make your test harder or I can't let you pass." She stopped tickling me for a moment and pulled on the shoulders of my jacket before her right hand began to knead my right side throught the fabric again. My jacket was halfway down each of my arms and she used her left hand to slide it down the remaining way, fully exposing my left arm. My teacher didn't stop tickling me and so I didn't stop struggling. This did little to keep my jacket on as the right sleeve had already slipped down to my wrist. She stopped tickling me and I inhaled deeply to get some energy back. This was a really hard workout for me. Ms Davis caught both of my wrists, I was too busy with recovering to free my hands and so she put my arms on top of each other and quickly wrapped my belt around them. "This is how you tie a belt." she teased me while pulling my jacket away from my body and threw it in a corner. I was now only wearing my white martial arts pants and had my hands tied behind my back. My pretty teacher was still sitting on the back of my legs to decrease my movement options even further. I started to get excited at the thought that she might tickle me more, but I had to escape to pass the test. I was sure that there was a solution, she hadn't tied my legs, so if I could get her off of my body and just run for the exit I might be able to escape her. So what I actually had to do was ....
My train of thought was interrupted at this point. My teacher had reached out and started to tickle my sides and ribs again going up and down, up and down. I noticed that she didn't have long fingernails, but soft and very strong fingers that tickled like crazy. When I wore my jacket it was bearable, but now that she stole this protective layer from me it was much harder to resist, my previous giggling turned into laughter: "hahahaaah brehehehahak hhahahahahaha pleha hahahahase hahahaha" "You want a break, life doesn't give you one either. But seeing how much you struggle, you seem to still have a lot of fighting spirit in you. I want you to use it. If you want me to stop tickling you, then make me stop." I wanted to stop her, but with my arms tied she had good access to the ticklish parts of my body which she took full advantage of.
Her hands became faster as my laughter grew louder. The sensation got stronger and the time I could stop myself from laughing to take a breath shortened. My teacher continue to raise the intensity of her tickling and also started to scratch my armpits from time to time. They weren't as accessible as my tummy, but she still managed to fetch laughter out of me by tickling them. "Throw her of!" "Run!" "Flee from her clutches!" was all my brain could think of and I tried, I was struggling and wiggling around to free myself, but it didn't work she was just too good at riding on my legs.
The tickling didn't stop and I began to lose it : "haha HAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAH STOOOHHHOOHOOPP AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA". I couldn't move my arms, I couldn't use my legs and I was getting exhausted from laughing so much, but I didn't stop struggling even though it didn't feel like it was useful. The part of me that had a crush on her enjoyed her tickling, but the same part wanted to impress her and didn't like to look so weak in front of her, so I continued to make escape attempts even if they were completely futile.
After a few more begs from me, Ms Davis stood up a bit. I jumped in the air with a burst of strength, but her hands didn't leave my upper body and robbed me of my coordination. She turned me around in the air and pressed me back to the ground but this time I was laying on my back or rather on my bound arms. She sat back on my upper legs and gave me a break. I had my eyes closed and rested for a moment, before looking into her eyes. My teacher put her cool hands softly on my sides: "You really do have so much energy and strength in you, I'm sure if you put in the effort you could become an amazing person and highly successful in life. But I get the feeling that you are more interested in tickling." She gently started tickling my sides while saying this, but just so that I didn't laugh loudly. "Maybe you just need a different goal than simply passing this course to actually use your power. How about this: I am actually quite ticklish myself, and if you pass this test you can tie me up and tickle me for 2 hours in my underwear. This is basically an easy endurance training for me, what do you think about this idea? Does this goal fit you better?"
I was startled this offer was just too good. Does she really see something as great in me as she was describing. Is that why this test was so hard. This could also be just a tease. On the other hand was Ms Davis a person who didn't go back on her word, what had I to lose at this point anyways. I could just try to pass again and hope that this additional reward was real. My goal was the same I had to get out from under her and run for the door. This could be easier when I can see her.
With this idea in mind I tried to kick her off of my legs with all the strength I had gathered during the break, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" the moment I threw her in the air, she began tickling with all she had again which stopped my escape attempt immediately and I collapsed back to the ground laughing like crazy "HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA". This time it didn't work, but I needed to flee. I wanted this reward I wanted it so badly. The motivation had actually worked. That and how much it tickled was all I could thing about. "You are so ticklish I get why you are so fascinated with it.", Ms Davis told me "I want to try a new technique on you." With that she shifted her body down a little, took a deep breath and blew a 5 seconds long raspberry on the left side of my belly. "HOHOHAHAAA AHOHAHAHAHA" I couldn't stand it. Her lips were very soft which made the raspberry tickle like crazy. I was completely lost in the world of tickling and couldn't think of running when this technique was applied. After a short break she took another deep breath "NOHAHOHOHOHOH AHAHAH" was all I could say before she blew another raspberry on my tummy this time first on my right side, than my left and finally again on the right each one felt longer than the previous one and tickled also more. While doing this her fingers never stopped kneading my sides. I started to drool as the sensation was overwhelming and screamed throught the bubbles of my saliva: "BLUBLU STOHOHBLUHOPPP PLEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHASHSEHEHEHEHEHE IHAHAIHAHAHA WAWAWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHANT HAHAHA TOHOHOHA WIHIHNHAHAHA THIHIHIHIHIS AHAHA".
"WOW this is so fun, I might overdo it a little here, but I know how strong you are and you should have enough motivation. I must be careful that you don't try a trick on me like before, but well you have no sleeves left, so where should you keep your tricks anyways." With that she took another breath and blew a very long, wet raspberry right on my belly button.
That was too much for me. I peed my pants. My bladder couldn't stand any more tickling. My teacher certainly didn't expect this and the combination of her shock and the smell made her stop the tickling and jump to her feet to take a step back. I was shocked too but this gave me the energy I needed. My mind had been focused on running for the last minutes and I realized that in her surprise she didn't go in the direction of the exit meaning the path to my big price was free, it wasn't a heroic action, but if it worked who cares. And so I got up and made a run for the door. It took Ms Davis a moment to realize that I've gotten up and that I was walking to the exit, but she started following me faster than I had hoped, she was also fitter and less tired than me, but I still had a head start and ran as fast as I could. I felt that the belt that held my arms in place had gotten loose. I probably didn't realize, because I was laying on my arms, but I was free again. I stretched my hands out to reach for the door.
Just as I was about to reach the exit, Ms Davis did catch up to me enough to kick against my right leg. I fell face down to the ground. My teacher took my left ankle and dragged me back to the other end of the gym. I was so close to my victory and was determined to escape her and so I reached for the open door and was able to get my fingers on the door frame. I used all my strength against Ms Davis pulling, but I wasn't able to drag myself through the door. I was probably still weakened by all the tickling I had received. But my teacher couldn't continue pulling either, because of my resistance. We had reached a stalemate I thought.
"No! Let me go. I want this price! I want to tickle you!" I shouted. Ms Davis told me encouragingly: "If you really wanted this you should have run faster. But you still have a chance, just pull as if your life depends on it." With that I tried it again. I used all my strength and kicked with my legs and started moving forward. It was terribly slow, but the door was coming closer. This was the right motivation I flexed my muscles as much as I could and observed how the door got closer and closer. My head was now in the door. This made it harder to pull, but I slowly dragged myself forward: "Come on!"
I was so focused on my goal that I didn't notice anything my teacher was doing and so when I felt her soft left index finger on my left foot it took me completely by surprise. I should have been prepared for it, but I was too concentrated on escaping.
And so it began "No! NO! Not again! ha don't do ha this haha." I could stand this little tickling even on my ticklish feet, but the surprise stopped me from pulling so Ms Davis used her strength to pull me a bit back into the gym. I clenched my teeth to resist the tickling sensation on my foot and continued to pull again to stop this movement, but my teacher reacted quickly and started to use two fingers to tickle my foot. The increased tickling sensation distracted me enough that I stopped pulling again and was not able to move forward. Even with a lot of effort I was only capable of staying at my current position. Keeping my muscles flexed was exhausting and the tickling didn't help me either. But I had both my hands on the door frame and could secure my position. I tried to kick her with my free leg, but it didn't work. Ms Davis retaliated by scratching the sole of my foot with three fingers.
"Please! haha don't haHa do this HaHaHaHa!" I was desperate, my price has been so close and now she increased the distance again. My teacher was too concentrated with tickling me to answer. Looking over my back I saw that she had a great time doing this test with me. My arms were now completely stretched out. I don't know where I got the power allowing me to hold onto the door frame from, but I wanted to win this: "HaHaHaHaHaHa LetHaHaHaHa mHeHeHeHaHaHa GOHoHoHaHaHa". She didn't want me to win. My laughter only encouraged her and so she started using all five fingers of her left hand on my foot. When she started to do this my right hand jerked powerfully and I lost my grip. Only hanging with one hand on the door frame was a battle I had to lose and when my teacher began to explore the heel of my foot I felt how the urge to laugh and the tickling weakened my arm.
I wanted to resist, but I couldn't. I lost my grip on the door frame. Ms Davis didn't stop tickling me, instead she continued. I had been reduced to a laughing and kicking ball which she pulled away from the door. When we reached the starting point of the test her tickling slowed down. I was still laying face down on the ground laughing for a bit "HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA". Once I had calmed I opened my eyes and started to stand up again. My teacher was kneeling directly before me. I looked at her face. Her lips looked much redder than I remembered, but it was probably imagination. My eyes wandered up and when my eyes met hers she softly spoke to me: "I'm sorry. I hadn't expected that. I feel like I have gone a bit too far. I promise you that nobody will ever know about this. It will be a secret between us." "Thank you. Does this mean you let me pass?", I asked hopeful. Ms Davis took my chin between her index finger and thumb of her right hand and raised my face before kissing me on my forehead. Her soft lips felt really good. I didn't know how to react to this, so I just enjoyed the warm and secure feeling it gave me. She took her time, but after a while she removed her lips from my forehead and stood up. "Just so you know: the test isn't over yet.", she sat down on my butt while saying this. I protested: "What?! No, why did you capture me before saying this."
My teacher had caught both of my arms, before I understood the situation and had bent them on my back. She then used my belt again, I didn't know when she had taken it, to tie my arms behind my back. This time much tighter than before. She commented while tying me up: "I had the thought that you will not do this twice, so we can just continue without giving you a break." The knot tightened around my wrists during her speech. "I think it will not get loose this time.", she told me "Your pants smell, I think you have to wash them." With that she got up a little to kneel over me, put her fingers under the rim of my pants and pulled them down revealing my blue underpants.
"They suit you well.", she teased while sitting down on my ankles. I didn't know how to argue with her. I was in the same position I had escaped from, but now I could do even less which I thought to be impossible. I had to escape again, but now really without my arms.
She used her legs to push my feet really close together. From my own tickling experience I knew what was coming next and that I wouldn't be able to escape. And that was exactly what happened. "I think I didn't tickle your feet good enough." Ms Davis said while placing one hand flat on each of my feet. I felt an electric crackle between her hands and my feet which was really weird, but I didn't have time to think about it as my teacher started to use her ten soft fingers to tickle both my feet. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHA" my feet were less ticklish than my tummy, but the tickling wasn't even comparable to what she had done to me previously. It tickled like crazy. The sensation was much stronger than when she had tickled my foot and also much more powerful than what she had done with my belly. I didn't understand it and just laughed loudly. "This works really good, unlike all your dirty tricks". She continued to tickle my feet concentrating mostly on the center and the heels, because she had already found out that I was ticklish there and it was having a strong effect on me: "HAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA" I didn't stop laughing. I was still thinking about escaping and tried to kick and push her of my legs, but it wasn't working and I felt that I was losing strength in my legs.
When tickling the soles of my feet got too boring, my teacher started to tickle under my toes. This new place worked wonders as it was the most ticklish part of my feet. I laughed long and hard: "HAHAHAHAHA HOHOHO HAHAHA HIHI HAHAHAHAHAH" This was too much I couldn't escape at least not while she was doing this to me. My legs felt really heavy anyways and I felt almost unable to move them, so I just had to wait until she gets bored. My brain wasn't fully functioning, because it had to filter the tickling signal the nerves in my feet kept emitting, but this was the best plan I could come up with. Ms Davis was now tickling everywhere on my feet and it was maddening, I couldn't remember ever having been tickled that hard: "HAHAHAHA STOHOHAHAHAHOHOHAPP HAHAHAHAHAHA" The first few tears were streaming down my cheeks.
She didn't stop or give me a break, instead she continued her fighters life advice: "Don't use dirty tricks, use your actual strength, come on, passing this test isn't that hard." Was she serious? I felt like I was dying and couldn't even move my body. "HAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOTHT THTHTRHRHUHUHEHEHEHE! HAHAHAHAHA". I needed a break and she had to set my feet free or I wouldn't have a chance at all.
Ms Davis stopped tickling my feet. I inhaled deeply to recover, but wasn't given much time. She rotated on my legs, slid up to my upper legs and immediately placed her soft hands flat on my sides. There was the electric crackle again this time much stronger than before. The impulse ripped through my body and ended in my forehead. I tried to move my legs, but it was impossible, they just didn't move. It was like the strength in my legs had left my body.
After a few seconds my teacher started to poke me in the sides with her index fingers. "Hey haha stop that." It didn't tickle that much, but made me twitch every time. "Okay, looks like you want me to do this differently ." With that she began to tickle my sides again. Ms Davis used both her strong hands to knead my midriff. "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!" her tickling brought me right back to my previous state. My tummy was more ticklish than the weak points on my feet so this was even worse. The intensity from her tickling had also increased a lot compared to her first tickling of my tummy. Thankfully she was also too focused on tickling me that she didn't think her position through. Sitting on the back of my upper legs and leaning above my body meant that I could raise my arms a little and hit her in doing so. I didn't do it coordinated, but her tickling made me do it. There was also almost no power behind it, but Ms Davis felt that I was fighting her. "Oh that's the reaction I expected from a fighter. You are tied up and can't escape, but you are not giving up and continue to fight. This is really good. You should have done something like this before." I could only answer with my continuous: "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHA" as her hands didn't slow down and just kept tickling my sides.
"Let's see what you do when I remove the ability to move your arms, from you, just as I did with your legs. Shall we?" With that she stopped tickling me, turned me on my back and set back down just above my knees. I didn't even understood what happened all I realized was that my face was more comfortable and that I was now laying on my arms. Ms Davis than put her soft hands back on me tummy and continued to tickle it. When she started her hands were rather cool, but the squeezing, scratching and kneading had made them warm. Just getting touched by them would have felt fantastic, but the tickling robbed me of the pleasure of this pretty teacher having her hands all over my body. I laughed: "HAHAHAHAH BREAHAHAHHAHAKHAKK HAHAHAHAHHAHA".
Ms Davis just continued and again added my ribs into her tickling mix. She remembered how well her tickling up and down from my ribs to my sides and back up had worked, so she resumed with that pattern, tickling up and down. I tried to put my feet flat on the ground to push her of me, but I couldn't do it. My legs were so weak that I had essentially lost the ability to move them. I had no idea how I could escape like this and was laughing like crazy. The sensation was too intensive. I felt the strength in my upper body fading as well. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and my struggling became less. Partly because I simply couldn't really move my body with my arms tied and her sitting on me. The main reason however was that the teacher had basically tickled every piece of strength and energy out of me at this point. I never was a person with a lot of stamina so I thought it was amazing that I managed to hold out for this long, but my body had become too weak to struggle. My legs were already like this after she had given my feet a thorough tickling, but my arms and shoulders were getting into the same state. I was still laughing the whole time. I had experienced long tickling sessions and knew that they can be very exhausting, but I had never felt so weak before. In all my previous sessions I could at least struggle and jerk with some parts of my body, even if I was tied up, but Ms Davis' tickling expertly sucked all the strength out of my muscles leaving them behind weak and useless.
My teacher noticed that my movements died down: "What's wrong? You had so much fight in you and now almost nothing of it is left. Maybe I can bring out a little more." She lowered her head while saying this and started blowing raspberries on my belly again. First the left side, than the right side. It actually worked a little as I started to shake my head again. I also started to drool again. The new movement died down rather fast and so Ms Davis blew the next set of raspberries on my belly "AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAH NO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" This time I didn't really move again. So my teacher took the next step and blew the next raspberry right in the center of my belly. A tingling sensation shot from her lips through my body to my forehead. This made me shake my head again for a few seconds. But when she did it another time I moved even less and the third time I only reacted with a burst of laughter: "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
There I was completely weak and defeated laughing non stop. My lungs hurt. Ms Davis made me activate my last energy reserves just to steal them from me immediately. I could now only laugh while tears flowed from my eyes. That's when the tickling became less. It didn't stop, how I wished it would have, but the raspberries she was still blowing on my belly stopped and her hands slowed down.
"I'm really impressed by you. It looks like you have no power left in you, but there is one thing that shows me that you still have more strength in your body. And you are even provoking me with it. Maybe this is the best way for me to help you overcome this challenge." I had no idea what she was talking about. My eyes were still closed so I only felt that Ms Davis stood up. I didn't even try to move anymore, because I knew she had tickled all my reserves out of me. I was still curious what she was talking about, but mostly happy that I got a break.
My teacher's fingertips touched my hips. She put them under the rim of my underpants, my last remaining piece of clothing, lifted my butt up a little and started to pull them down slowly. "Let me take a look at your strength." I got a bit afraid. She was my teacher and I was completely at her mercy. But in fact I was way more excited to find out what she was going to do next. My underpants glided over my shaft. It was a bit hardened, but nowhere near its full size. "I've known you for years, but you are definitely a man."
Once she had pulled the fabric below my testicles she pulled them down the rest of the way in one swift motion stripping me completely nude. Ms Davis threw them on my pants and sat back down on the same position as before. I had slightly recovered at this point. I was still unable to move, but I could open my eyes. My teacher had a friendly smile on her face. "Don't be afraid, I really want to help you. I think this test will be very beneficial for you. If you do what I tell you to, it can even be very enjoyable.", she told me with a warm smile. I gulped loudly. I couldn't move, so there was no chance to escape her. Not that I wanted to anyways. She had taken me beyond some bounds, but I knew and trusted her. There was nothing to fear, but the way she had said it made something in the back of my head become skeptical. I ignored that part, since I have had a crush on her for a long time and her sitting on my nude body was by far the closest I will ever get to something happening between us.
I felt her soft, warm hands on my belly again which stopped my thinking. This time she wasn't tickling me, she was just caressing my tummy. This did almost not tickle, but felt wonderful and made my erection grow a little.
She looked back down on my slightly erect penis and whispered to it: "You are the big energy source. Let's see how I can get his power out of you." Her hot breath made it twitch excitedly. "Just look at you so big and strong. I will definitely get something out of you.", she continued talking to my genitals. Ms Davis proceeded by removing her right hand from my tummy. Her left hand still caressed it and sped up a little to compensate for her right hand. She brought her smooth hand close to my penis and very slowly lowered it onto my balls. I didn't remember ever being touched there in such a way and was now sure that this truly was going to be sexual just as I hoped in the last few minutes. I heard a seducing voice: "Sweety, are you ready for your next test?" I nodded in response.
Ms Davis started at the underside of my balls. She let her soft hand glide slowly over my testicles until reaching my penis. Her first touch sent an electric pulse through my whole body. She enclosed my penis with each of her tender fingers once they reached it. She continued this upward motion until all her fingers were on my shaft and continued until she had reached the tip caressing the most sensitive part of my body in the process. From there Ms Davis moved her hand gently down again. She repeated this slow stroking a few times. My erection grew a little with each of her caresses. My teacher compensated for this by using longer strokes. I didn't know what I had done to deserve this wonderful treatment, but I didn't want to think. I just enjoyed what was happening.
The size and girth of my erection kept expanding in her hand until it reached full size and only twitched happily, in response to my teacher's tender touch. She commented my bodies reaction in a sweet and soothing voice: "Oh sweety, is this for me? I'm actually not allowed to take presents from my students. But it seems like I really am your favorite teacher judging by the size of your present." Her right hand kept stroking my erection, while her left hand was still rubbing my belly when I looked in her eyes. "Okay, if you don't tell anyone and do exactly what I tell you to do, I will accept your present." Her head was so close to my penis that I could feel her hot breath on my penis when she spoke. Still unable to move I let out a small moan. Ms Davis gave me a wink and continued: "I take that as a yes. Well then I should open it, right sweety? Let's see how long you can last." She sped up the stroking with her soft, warm hand. I felt like I was already rather close to finishing and each of my teacher's slow caresses brought me even closer to an orgasm.
I was so focused on her stroking that I didn't really feel her left hand anymore, but this changed the second she began to knead my left side again lightly. "haha haha aaah Stop that! hahahaha *moan*" I was trapped between laughter and pleasure. Her tickling was light so I could focus on what she was doing with my penis, but it still distracted me. Her soft, slow strokes didn't stop and I still felt like she was bringing me closer to an orgasm, but the tickling slowed the progress.
Soon my teacher's right hand sped up a little stroking me faster. "Yes", I whispered as the pleasure increased and I became able to ignore more of the tickling. The moment Ms Davis heard me say that she also sped up her left hand tickling my sides harder than before. "HaHaHaHa *moan* HaHaHaHaHa *moan* HaHaHaHaHaHaHa" I heard her seductive voice again: "You wrapped my present really good, but I like that, overcoming an obstacle makes the price only larger. So relax and enjoy what I'm doing with your body." On a normal day the combination of her tickling and her strokes would have been the best feeling I ever had, but since she had already tickled me so much this day, I mainly wanted her to do her enchanting with my erection. Still, the additional tickling meant that I could savor the feeling of her smooth hand stroking my erection, for a longer time.
"Can you hear me or are you already in a different world? If you are still here, relax, let yourself fall and enjoy what I'm doing with you." my teacher encouraged me again. She sped up both hands again, pleasuring me a lot, but also tickling me much more. "HAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA *Moan* HAHAHAHAHA"
I felt how I entered the other world Ms Davis had mentioned. She was so good at this. I could only try to comprehend the pleasure she was providing me, but then I remembered our deal and followed her instructions. I was unable to move my body, but I still tried to slacken my muscles even further. It was working.
My shoulder muscles untightened even more and I sank deeper into the matting. My teacher noticed this: "Good boy, you stick to your word. Let all the strength leak out of your muscles, set it free and relax." The stroking was incredible, her right hand had an excellent rhythm that made this experience just too good. I still listened to the soothing voice: "And once you release your power, focus it, let it all travel to one place. You know where you need this energy. It's the part of your body I'm currently keeping occupied. Make this the biggest present you could make me if I really am your favorite female teacher." How could she not be my favorite after what she was doing for me and so I obeyed. My arms became even weaker when I relaxed them. This made my position more comfortable, maybe I could escape the restraints when I stopped using my muscles and slip out of them, like I let my strength do. After my arms had gotten weak, I focused on my legs. I felt how the muscles in my thighs turned to jelly. Ms Davis was still sitting on them and sank a little into them which made me feel the soft curves of her equally muscular and cuddly butt. She wiggled around a bit to get into a more comfortable position, but that also ment that she pressed her butt even more into my leg.
"You are doing a great job. Keep up the good work sweety, don't forget to fill my present with all of this strength." If I still had the ability I would have shivered in joy, but I had become so weak that I couldn't make this sort of movement. Instead I tried to control my power and direct it to my erection. It was easier than I expected. There was a warmth in my body streaming towards the part of me that felt best. It felt like my erection was growing even bigger. "You are amazing, sweety! Please continue, I'm sure you have more. Do you not like me enough to offer me the rest as well?" she sounded so cute and lovable. I was completely spellbound and needed to follow her instructions.
I set the power of my calves and my feet free, but it didn't feel like this was even remotely enough, so I tried even harder. The wonderful feeling made it difficult to focus for me, but I managed to relax my shoulders even more. The muscles in my throat also lost their strength. I didn't realize that I still had flexed muscles there, but now that they became weaker, my head began to tilt to the side. The warm feeling of my energy flowed down and into my erection that got still caressed by Ms Davis. Her technique was remarkable. I wasn't looking, so I don't know how she was doing it, but her tender touch was everywhere. She was caressing my testicles, while at the same time having her hand all over my erection. I could feel every nerve ending in my penis emit a feeling of pleasure caused by her touch. Her skills were incredible, she was somehow able to keep up with my ever expanding erection. My teacher's massage went over every artery and into every corner. She caused delight flooding me from every cell of my penis.
She kept this up for a while. I moaned deeply with her rhythm. My strength leaked out of the muscles in my throat until my cheek touched the cool matting. I didn't know how I managed to hold out for so long, it was weird that I didn't finish long ago or even more realistic right after her first gentle touch, but it was okay, I just had to obey and relax then she will allow me to fall deeper and deeper into the different world she was creating for me.
"I knew you are incredibly strong and I finally succeeded. You are using your strength. My motivation technique is working. I told you that this test will be very beneficial for you. So are you done, is this everything you have, sweety? Is this the present you want to make me?" The seducing voice fondled my ears. She sounded like she expected more from me. And I knew I had more. The muscles in my belly were still strong. After all Ms Davis was still kneading my sides and tummy to tickle me. The sensation was completely overshadowed by the pleasure of her right hand, but I was still resisting somehow.
The time had come to give up this resistance and so I freed the energy of the muscle on the left side of my tummy. It didn't have to travel far and so my teacher was quick to notice this and her left hand went straight to my left side and tickled me immediately after I had given up my resistance. She couldn't get a good grip on this side, because she used the wrong hand for that, but I had given up the strength of my muscles which allowed her to dig deep into my side and bring out loud laughter: "HAHAHAHA HAHAHA *MOAN* HAHAHAHA" I laughed again, but Ms Davis was also still fetching deep moans of pleasure out of me with her right hand.
I wanted her to stop the tickling, but I was sure she would stop once I finally finished and so I focused and managed to let out the strength of my tummy and my right side. I had a really warm feeling in my belly that went down and into my erection like the rest of my power. "Sweety, I have never seen anyone doing this as great as you are. Your present is huge, I really shouldn't accept it, but I promised you that I will if you relax and do what I tell you to. Since you are sticking to your word, I have to do the same, otherwise I couldn't be a role model." I couldn't really hear her over the sound of my own laughter. "HAHAHA HIHI *MOAN* HAHAHA" Her left hand was tickling my tummy. This hand also managed cover my whole belly just like her other hand. It was as tender as her right hand, but the tickling wasn't as pleasant. I had given up all the protection I could put against her and so the tickling sensation was overwhelming. The flight instinct in me was activating and giving me the order to escape from my teacher's clutches. But I couldn't move and the incredible pleasure, that kept growing with my erection, because she was still able to keep up with my size, gave me the opposite signal.
The tickling made it almost impossible for me to focus, but I had to relax even more. My arms and legs were already as weak as jelly. My shoulders and throat were absolutely powerless and now I had also given up my belly muscles. One of her fingers dug into my bellybutton to tickle it. "BWAHAHA BWAHAHAHAHA OH *MOAN* HAHAHA HOHOHO BWAAHAHAHAHAHA". I lost my focus, but my teacher offered me her help: "Is this hurdle to high for you? Think where else do you have strength left that I can bring out? I promised you that I will be the wall you have to overcome, but I'm also helping you. Think of the smaller parts of your body."
Her friendly tone was the incentive I needed. I had more. "HAHAHAHAHA" My eyelids became heavy and I stopped blinking to give her the energy of my eyelids. I also focused my eyes at her and let them get weak. "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA" When the warmth flowed through my body I knew I couldn't look away anymore, but the nod and suggestive wink she gave me, were the sign I needed. I had done what she wanted just as I promised her.
Ms Davis reduced the tickling. "Fantastic, sweety. You are the best. If you like me this much I will gladly accept your present. I didn't expect a student could like me this much." With the reduced tickling I became able to think a bit more again. The tender right hand was still massaging my whole erection in a way I couldn't fully understand. The only think I knew about it was the obvious one: It felt wonderful.
But I also came to the conclusion that I don't want it to end now, so I tried to relax even more and extend the present even further. It was time to really impress her.
My jaw began to weaken. I was releasing the energy from there as well. My teacher noticed this and encouraged me: "You want to go further? I knew that you are a fighter, sweety. Give it your all. I will do the same." Her left hand left my belly and she softly placed it on my shaft. before starting to stroke me with her left hand while her right hand continued. This sent another strong electric impulse through my body. I couldn't see what she was doing, but it felt like she had to warm up her left hand before she could do the same as with her right hand. After a short time my lips parted and I opened my mouth while the pleasure was growing. I moaned very deeply, but it sounded weird since I couldn't move my jaw.
Ms Davis hands had found their rhythm and were massaging my erection together. Each of her hands supported the other one to reach a level of joy that seemed impossible to me. I had to keep this going, but I had no musclestrength left. I was just a powerless heap of pudding. But there was more I could give her. My tongue became heavier. I had kept it in the depth of my mouth, but now I released this musclelock and pulled the strength out of it. The power began to stream through my body. I realized that Ms Davis was helping me more than I thought by guiding my energy. The pleasure she made me experience was helping me to direct the strength towards my penis.
My tongue kept falling out of my mouth. There was more strength inside of it than I expected, but I had given up most of it already. I was now drooling on the matting, it had no taste, but was a bit cool which felt nice. "This much power. You are easily crushing my expectations, sweety. But that should be it. I don't think you have more inside of you." She sounded very impressed, but I had another idea. I was getting the hang of this and when I was at the subject of my tongue I thought of inner muscles I usually didn't think about. If I can give her more, I can experience the joys of this moment for longer. This made me determined to go even beyond the next bound.
I made my lunges work worse and slowed my heartbeat. I didn't let out all of their strength, but some of it. The heat I felt from the energy of my internal organs was so much stronger than from my normal muscles and I thought that Ms Davis eyes sparkled when this energy was used to increase the girth and length of my erection. Now that she was using both hands she had no difficulties to keep up with my expanding penis and massaged my erection in a way I had never felt before. Every single atom in my penis tried to scream in pleasure and flooded my body with this message. I was on the brink of losing my mind in this environment of joy.
I had finally reached the point where I could do nothing any more. My body was completely drained of all its strength. I was even drooling on the matting. Breathing was a bit difficult for me, but my reduced heartrate was relaxing me in itself even more. I had transfered every last drop of my power into my penis to increase the pleasure. And now I was finally ready for my reward.
My teacher knew that and spoke in her soothing voice: "I didn't expect you to go that far, but I'm glad you did. You did what I told you to and so I will keep my promise. I will accept this huge present from you. It looks so good, but I should unwrap it to tell you how much I like it. This might take a moment, but I think you will like that."
Her smooth hands kept stroking my penis. I clearly was in heaven. There was now a new feeling in my body. I never had this while I relaxed, but now I felt an incoming orgasm. And a strong one at that. Her hands were overflowing my body with pleasure. The orgasm was too strong. I thought that it will rip me to shreds. But I had to go for it, there was nothing I wanted more. I tried to give her even more of my strength, but there was nothing left. I couldn't do it. Ms Davis noticed this and gave me a supportive look: "I want you to cum now. I'm sure it has been long enough. You put everything you can in this present. I will love it. You put all of your sweet strength into one place and I will unleash it from your body. And then I will take it away from you. I wanted to get your power for so long and I finally got you to offer it me willingly. All you have to do is orgasm. Then I can take your present. So please do it. For me." My teacher gave me a wink and continued stroking me.
Ms Davis had a good feeling for my body and after some time she knew that I was very close to my orgasm: "YES! Now give me your strength." Her left hand stroked over the right side of my erection. Her right hand mirrored this movement on the left side. Her hands caressed my penis one final time until reaching the part of my body where she had started. My teacher's gentle hands enclosed one of my testicles each and started to massage them lovingly.
Instead of her hands she put her lips on the tip of my penis giving it a kiss. The warmth of her breath combined with the sense of her full lips that were even softer than her hands felt wonderful. I produced one of my strange sounding, very loud moans. "I hope you are ready. This is the end for you. I want you to hold nothing back. Shoot everything out. Make me this present, sweety." her voice has never sounded more seducing. A warmth began to spread on my forehead. It was the same sensation I had felt when she had kissed me there. It really felt like the exact same place as well. It made me feel sheltered. I could trust her completely and was ready to give her everything I had. She kissed my penis a second time. This time she parted her lips during the kiss and guided my erection into her mouth.
Her mouth had an exquisite warmth and moistness. My erection had gotten really large, but she managed to take my size. After getting into position she started to suck on my penis. It wasn't a small slurping, it was a strong sucking sensation. Her head began to move up and down as well. I wanted to make this last as long as possible, but I had already been so close and only resisted a second before I had an orgasm. The feeling went through my whole body from my fingertips to my toes. My penis began to shoot out my seed. Ms Davis continued to suck even while swallowing it occasionally. While she kept sucking this fantastic tingling feeling going through my whole body continued. I was completely unable to move, so I simply lay there enjoying what my teacher was doing with my body. She intensified the massage of my balls with her smooth hands, never stopping the sucking. It felt like she was massaging my erect penis to widen my vas deferens to make me ejaculate more sperm. The additional stimulation worked. It made me shoot out every drop of cum I had inside of me which Ms Davis gladly swallowed. I actually felt how my balls emptied into her mouth until nothing was left.
But it didn't stop there. My erection kept flexing and tried to give her even more. Just like I had done. And my body was giving her more cum. Ms Davis' sucking was pulling more out of me than I had expected. The orgasmic tingling was still sweaping through my body as she didn't stop, but it felt like my erection began to shrink slowly. I had never experienced something like this. My penis was giving her more and more of me. There was no end to what I handed over. It just didn't stop. My teacher's mouth kept pleasuring me. Her lips were caressing my erection and her sucking was pulling something out of me.
I felt a small tickling and caressing in my muscles. One after the other was petted and massaged from inside my body. It felt wonderful. This soothing feeling might have made some of them even more relaxed if this was possible at this point. But a last bit of warmth was really streaming towards my penis. My testicles were still massaged, but my genitals had become small in general. The teacher was able to continue the sucking, but had extracted what she wanted out of me. She went on like a vacuum cleaner to make sure that she didn't miss a single drop, but relaxing my muscles further didn't work and my brain had shut down minutes ago. I couldn't comprehend that much pleasure.
After the best ten minutes of my life Ms Davis finally stopped. She removed her lips from my penis and licked one final time over the tip of my penis to get the remaining cum from me. She let her hands rest on my belly leaning a little on me. I wasn't ready to open my eyes. It took me a few minutes to come back to my senses. But in the end I was able to pull myself back to reality. She was right, I had been to another world, metaphorically at least. My brain began to understand again that I could see and the first thing I saw was Ms Davis pretty face smiling warmly at me as she asked: "How do you feel?" I didn't know what to say "I feel great. This was amazing.", I wanted to answer, but I still couldn't move. "I know what you want to say. I'm glad to hear that.", she said and licked her lips to not miss a single drop of my seed, before standing up.
My teacher flipped me over and untied my arms. She than lay me back on my back. I had to let her do that without any muscle movement from myself. I still couldn't move and felt like I had no power left. My erection which Ms Davis wanted to use to bring out all my energy got limp with the her last lick. I thought I just needed to recover, but still got a little afraid. My teacher left the gym for a moment in the direction of the storage room where the teachers kept their stuff and had a bathroom. I couldn't see what she was doing since I was completely unable to move my body. Laying nude and utterly helpless in the open gym made me very uneasy. A soft hand slid under my cheek and raised my face. I was really happy when I saw Ms Davis face again as she knelt down besides my head and looked down at me.
I always thought that she had a pretty face, but now it was different. Her nose had always been a bit too big for her face, but I didn't see this anymore. Her dazzling smile had become even warmer and made my heart skip a beat. As I saw her it looked like there was light coming from her beautiful face. "Hey sweety, I brought you something." Her hand, mostly her thumb caressed my cheek, while she put a straw in my mouth. My tongue had fallen back into my mouth and she closed my mouth with the straw inside it. I drank some of the water she had brought me. I really needed that.
I tried to speak and it worked a bit, I was slow and sounded a bit strange, but I thought it was understandable: "I can't move at all." She smiled and answered empathically: "I know sweety, but at least your mouth works. That is enough for now." My teacher caressed my cheek and gently closed my eyes occasionally, since I couldn't blink. Her left hand felt even softer than before. This position was very soothing for me.
I tried to recover, but had to ask her something: "Did I pass your test?" "HaHaHa", she laughed melodically: "You don't need to worry about that anymore." I accepted that for a moment, but started to become worried. I was laying there for at least 10 minutes and was still unable to move any part of my body. So I asked her about it: "Have you ever seen somebody this unable to move?"
"Well usually my test candidates move even less. You're the best one I had so far. Nobody else has shot out so much strength and energy and was able to breathe afterwards. The others had not enough control over their strength and gave everything up or they had so little power that I just got all of it. So you are my biggest success so far.", she answered proudly. I was confused: "What do you mean with the other test candidates, what have you done with me?"
"I think you already know that. I promised to bring out all the power in you. And I did exactly what I told you. I began by tickling you a bit to weaken you physically and mentally. You almost escaped me there, but I captured you and realized that you had gotten weak enough by then. So I gave you the kiss", she touched my forehead "I use a special lipstick. You felt sheltered didn't you? This wasn't all it did. I placed a mark on your head. It made you way more ticklish and allowed me to ticklee your day to day energy out of you. This will come back in a few days, maybe a week or something like that. You don't need to worry, you will be able to move again. After forcing all of it out of you, I went to the main part. I made you offer me all the strength of your body willingly and once you had concentrated it, I sucked your actual life energy out of your body. You really did have a lot of it and it was delicious. Here take a look."
She pulled a mirror out she must have brought with her from the storage room and held it in front of my face. I looked into it. In the mirror was a face I had never seen. The man looked pretty similar to me, but it looked more like my father back when I was a small child. The man in the mirror looked like he was in his thirties. He already had some wrinkles and the first few gray hairs. I could also see a bright red imprint of my teacher's lips on my forehead. "No. That can't be me.", my voice became silent while saying that. The cheeks of the image were hanging down and the person looked like it had no power left, just like me. Deep down I knew it was me. Maybe her doing had a negative effect on my brain, but I was still trusting her.
Ms Davis put the mirror away and continued: "Oh it is true. you should now be between 35 and 40 I guess. As I said I was able to get a lot of sweet strength out of you." My eyes started to tear. She quickly consoled me: "Don't worry, nobody will see you like this. As I mentioned you are the first man that had enough day to day energy to continue breathing after the procedure. I will keep you and in a week when you got your energy back I will relieve you of your remaining life power. At the age you are currently at you should be able to produce much more sperm. I saw how much you enjoyed my sucking. Just imagine how it will feel when I give you this wonderful feeling for a much, much longer time. You will be absolutely euphoric."
I had still not understood what she had done to me, so I asked: "Why, why did you do that." I was crying while I asked. "Just look at me. I feel amazing. I sucked your strength out of you that means I have it now. Many people have given me their strength. It keeps me strong, beautiful and young. By now I have found more powers. You have experienced one of these. I'm able to charm people very easily. I know you have a crush on me. Maybe because of my looks or because of this ability. Probably both, but it is really helpful. I might have to change my residence occasionally so nobody gets suspicious at my increasing beauty and the fact that I don't become older, but my strategy of going to schools as a martial arts teacher has worked really well so far. There are usually strong people there that can be seduced rather easily. I'm still improving my technique, but with you I made a big step forward. Let me tell you, if I had the chance, I would have extracted all of your strength directly, but", she put my limp penis in her incredibly soft left hand and gave it a stroke that had no effect on it "this thing here is useless right now. Well, atleast I managed to let you survive so I can later suck the rest of your strength out of you."
I tried to comprehend that answer when she got up, lifted me over her shoulder and brought me to the storage room. She layed me in a dark room on something soft and left. A few minutes later she came back turned on the lights and walked over to me. I now saw that it was the first aid room of the gym and I was laying on a bed. I hated what she did to me, but seeing Ms Davis and her beauty, I was a bit happy that she came back. She tied me spread eagle to the bed posts. I thought it was unnecessarily tight since I was unable to move. "I don't know exactly when you will get your day to day strength back, but I just want to make sure you can't escape now." I had lost all hope at this point. I didn't know what to do and so I just lay there crying and trying to come up with something I could do. But the only thing I came up with was hoping for a miracle.
"I brought you four presents." She said while putting a huge barrel of Coke besides me and sliding a straw for me in my mouth. "You should drink a lot of this. The sugar will bring back your energy and make your sperm taste even sweeter.", again her warm smile made what she just said easier for me. My teacher than put a catheter in me. "I experienced that your bladder is not so strong, so this might be useful. haha", she said laughing at my situation. She closed my eyes gently before saying: "And the last two." My head was raised and I felt something soft covering my eyes. "This room is dark and it can be scary, but I can promise you that the only thing you will see is this blindfold, so don't be afraid." The tears were caught by the soft fabric and my face was shifted to the side. My teacher put something in my left ear and moved my head back. She got close to my right ear and whispered to me: "I don't want you to hear scary sounds. You should focus on replenishing your power. See you in a week." She stuffed another earplug in my right ear. I couldn't hear her anymore. "NO! Wait! Please!", I screamed but it had no effect.
I was now trapped in darkness and silence. In addition to the sensory deprevation, I was unable to move and some crazy life sucker that had already stolen 20 years of my life, wanted to rob me of my remaining life energy. All I could do was hope for help. I thought about it for a little until my exhaustion finally overwhelmed me and I fell asleep.
I had no sense of time. Screaming for help proved futile. The school was probably almost empty, so nobody heard me. I drank a lot since this was the only thing I could do, besides hoping for a miracle. I also slept quite a lot since my body had to recover the energy Ms Davis had taken from me. The bed was comfortable, but I still wanted to get the ability back to move. I wasn't able for the first four or five times I slept. All I had gotten back quickly was my tongue and then my jaw. I had no idea how much time had passed, but when I awoke from a deep sleep I moved my head.
It was coming back. I was very happy to move a part of my body again. "YEAH!" I shouted. Or I think I did. I couldn't hear myself. I tried moving other parts of my body and found that the rest was still not reacting to my commands. At least my teacher didn't lie about me getting my abilities back after some time. I drank a lot and tried to sleep again so that I could move again soon. The next time I woke up, I could move my shoulders and my arms again. I could also struggle weakly with my legs. I was still not completely recovered, but a glimpse of hope came back to me. I started screaming for help again. Something I hadn't done in a while because it had never worked. And still nobody came, but I didn't give up, I could almost move again. And with that I went back to sleep. The blindfold made me really sleepy and so I just continued to sleep.
After another long night or day, my eyes hadn't seen any light in a long time, I woke up again. I felt really strong. My power had returned. I pulled on the ropes Ms Davis had tied me with. They felt very tight at first, but now that I could struggle again I realized that she had actually given me a little room. Probably to allow me to find out whether I can move again or not. I struggled a bit, but realized that she had tied them too good and I wouldn't be able free myself. So even with my strength back there was no escape for me and I could only struggle. I pulled on the restraints until I got tired and fell back asleep. My energy had gotten back, but I was still in this room and unable to use it.
Time passed. I had no sensory input and so I didn't know what was happening. I was sleeping a lot. One day I had a dream. I was sitting in the kitchen at home eating cereal like I had done the day before I took the test. I heard a bird chirping. The sound started to get annoying and I woke up. I tried to stretch my arms, but couldn't and yawned. I was still hearing the bird. I had also heard my yawn, how was this possible?
"Good morning sweety!", it was Ms Davis voice. The week was over. I raised my head and she pulled the blindfold off of my head. The light was way to bright, my eyes needed time to get accustomed to light again. She gave me the time I needed. Once I could see again I saw that she had turned on the light of the room. I looked at her and saw again how beautiful she was. She wore a white blouse accentuating her figure, a tight black skirt and matching highheels that exposed the top of her feet. I felt really betrayed by her, but was still unable to get over the crush I still had on her. "I hope you liked my sound machine", she greeted me with her usual warm smile. She got up from her chair and stood next to me. Next, she removed the catheter and petted my balls. "Wow! It has gotten huge. Looks like this thing is ready to be milked again." She said happily. I felt lucky that she would compliment me like that, but I still didn't want this. "Please let me go." I pleaded. "I don't think so. This will be so wonderful for both of us. I can't let you not experience the feeling."
I started to struggle, because I always had hope that she might have mercy in the end, but she didn't and this truth had now finally gotten through to me. "It looks like you have completely restored your energy reserves. That's great. To be honest, I don't have to take this from you, before I suck the life energy out of you. It is not much energy after all, especially compared to the life energy I will get from this thing here," she said while still caressing my balls "but the last time has been so much fun, that I will do it another time with you. I also have something I wanted to try for a long time, but never had the chance so far. So let's do it again." I felt weak already. I was in a spread eagle position. My arms above my head, and my feet separated. I wouldn't be able to resist her tickling, especially when it started to rob me of my strength again.
My teacher pulled a golden lipstick out of her bra and opened it. "Where did you get that?", I asked her. She applied it on her lips and flicked them to make sure it was distributed evenly. "I can't tell you where this is from. All I can tell you is that I will use more of it on you to find out if this makes the procedure easier for me. I needed to escape, but I was tied, there was no way for me to flee. Ms Davis put a knee on the bed and caught my face with her soft hands. I even tried to bite her, but she was too fast. Her hands were holding my cheeks and her lips got closer to my forehead. "NO! NO! Go awa..". Her soft lips kissed my forehead in the middle of my sentence. Warmth spread through my body. I relaxed a lot. It gave me a feeling of being safe around her. I was trusting her again a bit.
She broke the kiss after some time and took a step back. I was angry, how was this working. Why could she do something like this to me. She took my right arm and placed a kiss on the back of my hand. A warm feeling flooded my body. But my brain wasn't turned off when she did it and I continued to protest. She ignored me and kissed the back of my left hand. I could see the imprint of her full lips on my hands. She turned around and went to the end of the bed. She applied a bit more of the lipstick on her lips before kissing the sole of each of my feet. It was a weird feeling and I wanted to kick her, but she held my feet firmly in place. Her strength was crazy.
She went back to standing next to me and explaining: "I want to see if this has an effect. As I said, my technique isn't perfect yet. The lipstick is burned into your skin for some time and makes it possible for me to get your strength out of your body. But I was never able to put more than one imprint on a person. I was too afraid that the person would get suspicious and stop me, so this could be useful. Okay, let us begin." Her hands touched my belly. She placed them flat on me and I felt a strong electric crackle between us. It was much more than last time. I jerked around to escape this, but couldn't. "My, my it works doesn't it. Your ticklishness is not tripled like last time, but multiplied by a factor of fourty. That should be fun. I can also feel that your power wants to come to me. I will help it with that. I'm sure you missed being tickled during the week, so let me make up for it."
"NO! Please don't do this." I spit the straw out as I tried one last time to stop her, but it was pointless.
My teacher leaned over me and put the soft fingertips of her left hand on my right arm. She slowly spider tickled her way down my arm and into my armpit mirroring the motion with her right hand on my left arm. I clenched my teeth and fists together to resist the tickling. Ms Davis stayed in my armpit with her fingers as they got faster. "Oh looks like you are also ticklish here. I didn't have the chance to tickle you here last time, but now your armpits are practically inviting me.", she teased me. I definitely made strange faces, but I was able to protect myself from the tickling. It was really hard, I actually felt more ticklish than usual, but that was probably just psychological. But I did really look older that was not a trick. With that thought I opened my mouth and let a laugh out: "Hahaha" It was hard to resist the tickling, but I did what I could to not give in. At least until my teacher sped up her fingers again and pressed them deeper into my armpits. "hahahah no! hahahaha hoho hahaha" I started to laugh a little. "That's right sweety. Open the gates for me, let it out, laugh." Her scratching at my pits continued as my resistance crumbled. "hahaha hihihi hahahaha Hahaha" I started to laugh more heavy, but it wasn't what she was hoping for. My armpits were never very ticklish and so even if she had increased my sensitivity it didn't do a lot.
My bad luck was that Ms Davis noticed this and stopped her tickling. "This is not working as good as I remember.", she said while walking towards the end of the bed. She let her fingers glide over my body until she reached my feet and knelt down in front of them. I tried to get my feet away from her, but the way I was tied didn't gave me enough room to do so. My teacher reached for my right foot and began to tickle it. From her last session she already knew my weak spots, but she still started at the heel. "hahahahaha NOhahaha!" her tickling was highly effective as her soft fingers made me laugh louder than before.
Ms Davis continued by scratching with her hand upwards until reaching the center of my foot. "I don't want the other one to feel rejected", she said and reached with her right hand for my left foot. She tickled both of them at the same time concentrating on the balls of my feet. "HAHAHaHaHaHaHaHa STOP HaHaHaHaHaHa" I didn't want to laugh, but her fingers didn't give me a chance. "That's good. Let it out. You know laughter is healthy for you.", my teacher responded. I had expected that this would be much worse. Maybe the aging had decreased my overall ticklishness. In this case I might be able to stop her by just not laughing enough to give her my strength. My teacher's soft fingers had other plans for my feet and began to move faster. She started to scratch all of my sole and the heels and even went to the border of my heels. This tickled more than I expected and made me laugh harder. This wasn't good. I felt how I was losing strength in my toes. Moving them became more difficult and slower. Ms Davis didn't notice this and just continued to tickle my strength out of me.
"I remember some spots that worked really good last time. Shall we test them again sweety?", with that her fingers slid further up until reaching my toes. Her fingers began tickling under my motionless toes. "Looks like you are losing your energy much faster this time. That's an interesting finding. I have never done this twice to somebody before, so let's see how fast it can go." Since I had already lost the ability to move my toes her fingers could access my weak spots easily. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHAHAHAHAHAPPPP AHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" I couldn't stand it. The energy that had taken me almost a week to build up again, was stolen from me in a few minutes. "HAHAHA NOHOHAHAHAHAHAHA" The tickling washed my thoughts away. My plan was certainly not working and the idea about being less sensitive was probably also just some false hope I had tried to give myself. I felt how I got weaker. I could no longer move my feet and my legs lost there strength rapidly as well. My head and my arms on the other end of my body struggled and twitched the whole time. My teacher simply continued to tickle under my toes. Why did I have a weak spot there. After a few more seconds I could no longer move my lower body. She had robbed all the energy from them. She continued to tickle my toes for a while eliciting more laughter from me: "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHA STOHOHOHOHOHOHO STOHOHOHOHOPHOHOP" "Looks like your legs have become useless again. That was really much faster than last time. How about you give me the rest too.", Ms Davis said while stopping the tickling a few minutes later. I filled my lunges with air to recover from that. I had a bad feeling about what was coming next and wanted to make as much of this break as possible.
She slid out of her highheels to get more comfortable as she climbed on the bed. Her eyes gave me certainty about what she was going to do next. "NO! Don't come closer! STAY AWAY FROM MY BELLY!" I shouted. She didn't follow my order. Instead she went further up until she knelt between my legs. My penis was a little erected already. She caressed it again: "This thing here says it wants me to continue, so I will." She moved her warm soft hands over my upper legs and hips until she reached my tummy again. Without wasting time she applied her favorite technique again. She squeezed my sides with her hands. "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" It worked so well. All resistance I might had was overcome by this simple action in an instant. She proceeded by kneading my sides up to my ribs and down again. Never changing this general pattern and tickling me all the time. Her hands had become even softer than last time. The tickling sensation on the other hand had gotten worse. I couldn't stand it one bit. My body just went berserk as a result of her tickling. I wanted, needed to get away from her clutches. Her method worked almost too good. I felt the control over my fingertips fading. She had taken this energy in a matter of seconds. My arms followed soon, as she used the best technique to tickle my body non stop. My eyes started to tear again. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH MEHEHEHAHAHARCY HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAH" "YES! That's the reaction I wanted to see from you." I laughed like crazy, but the shaking of my head slowed and came to a hold. I was now reduced to a motionless piece of flesh again.
"Looks like I got most of it out already. This new method certainly works much better and faster. I will put this knowledge to good use when I do this with the next test candidate.", she said with a smile. "But you had a few reserves last time that I also want from you." She robbed this last drop of my day to day energy by inhaling deeply and blowing a long, wet raspberry right in the center of my stomach. "BWAHAHAHA!!! HAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!! BWAHAHAHHAHAHAAHAHAHAH!!!! HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!!!" My laughter jumped up an octave when she did this to me. It also activated my reserves. My whole body struggled and shook again. "There it is, now give it to me.", she said took another deep breath and blew the next raspberry on the center of my belly. The same reaction followed: "BWAHAHAHAHA HIHIHIHIHI BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" I moved until I couldn't anymore after something like 10 seconds. Her raspberries continued. She blew a few more onto my tummy, but after the tenth she figured that I had absolutely no day to day energy left and removed her lips from my belly.
"That should be all you have." Ms Davis said while stopping her tickling of my belly. I took deep breaths to recover a little. "Now for the main part." She pulled me down as much as the bounds on my arms allowed. Unable to move a muscle I didn't resist her. With my arms stretched out fully my legs had more space which my teacher used to spread them as much as the bounds allowed.
"You will love this.", she ensured me with a smile. My penis had grown during the aging caused by the first time she took my life energy from me. Her tickling was stimulating for me, but I didn't have a full erection yet. Whispering to my genitals she said: "You don't have to wait anymore. I will only play with you from now on." Ms Davis started just like last time. She placed her left hand on my stomach caressing it gently. Her right hand started at the bottom of my balls. Stealing my power had made her fingers even softer than before, it felt like they were not from this world. She began to move her warm right hand upwards stroking my penis. The first touch on the most sensitive part of my body since last week was heavenly. A tingling impulse was shot through my body. It went into my forehead and through each of my limbs. She than slid her hand back down again. My penis seemed to really like her attention as it jumped and grew a little. "Stop this!" I told her. "I don't listen to you. I only care about what this wonderful source of energy between your legs has to tell me.", she responded in a friendly tone.
With that she continued stroking me. Each pump of her hand made my erection grow a little. I would have loved this if I hadn't known what I might lose. But I was too weak I couldn't move and I could also not resist her pleasuring touch. The length and girth of my penis expanded and after a few more caresses I had a full erection. Ms Davis continued her slow gentle strokes, but it only made my penis jump and twitch.
"He is so excited.", she said amused. "I think he remembers me. Come my friend let's have some fun." I tried to oppose her: "No! Get your hands of..." My teacher interrupted me by tickling my tummy with her left hand. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHAHAHATTTT HAHAHAHAHAHAHA AGAHAHIHIHINNNN" The tickling stopped my protest. "Now we can play in peace." she whispered and sped up her right hand. The tickling overwhelmed me. I was no longer able to protest or think. But it also took my attention away from her right hand. What she did with my erection felt really good, but the tickling overshadowed it. Ms Davis continued to increase the speed of her right hand until I moaned in between my laughter. At this rate she was bringing me very slowly, but without resistance closer to an orgasm. My teacher kept this up for a while, but she wanted my life energy.
She slowed down her left hand to speed up the process. I was still laughing, but it became bearable and I was now mostly moaning. This also meant my protest resumed: "hahaha Please *moan* STOP!! hahahahaha" "Sweety we already talked about it. This is the best for you, just relax and enjoy what I'm doing to your body. It will feel incredible if you just accept it.", she responded with that as she put her left hand on my erection sending another impulse through my body. She started stroking me with both of her hands. "See! I'm doing all I can for your pleasure, so please, just let it happen." The feeling of both her hands was fantastic. I moaned loudly when she started it. My body was beaten. Without any physical strength, it was fully controlled by my teacher and she guided it directly to an orgasm. The sensation was the same as last time. Her hands were covering and massaging my whole penis providing me with huge pleasure. I wanted to give in, I couldn't escape anyways, so why should I resist?
"NO! I mustn't!" feeling my life being at stake here I tried to not give in to her stroking. Ms Davis simply continued to use her unbelievably soft hands to pleasure me. "Alright you decided to continue fighting. Good for you.", she complimented. Why was she so supportive I asked myself. "I like a little challenge.", she continued. "But just so you know. I don't need you to relax this time. You have already given me a big chunk of your power. Because of that I can pull everything out of you by myself if I can make you orgasm. Of course it's easier if you don't fight against me. But I have a trick up my sleeve. Let's see if you can resist this."
My teacher adjusted her position. She pulled her legs out from under her and sat on her butt between my legs. Her feet were now in front of her. She extended her legs and brought them over my face never stopping her fast stroking with her hands. They looked amazing, smooth and creamy. Her toes were long and slender. I saw that she was still wearing the black nail polish when she wiggled her toes. Enjoying the view weakened my resistance to her which brought me much closer to finishing. I didn't want this, but her feet looked too delicious to not look at them. "Please, try them.", Ms Davis said while touching my lips with her toes. When I didn't open my mouth a quick poke in my tummy from her left hand allowed her to put her right big toe in my mouth. I had never tasted something as delicious as her toe before. It was sweet and a little salty, but also incredibly soft. My penis twitched strongly and expanded a good deal. This additional space was immediately used by her to pleasure me even more. I was licking and sucking on her toe, when my teacher took her right big toe out of my mouth and offered me her left one. I started licking it immediately. "Looks like that was it with your resistance.", she commented my reaction. The toe tasted just as good as the other one she had given me. My tongue explored her toe as my erection grew and my resistance crumbled until I no longer opposed her actions. Her feet had convinced me. I just wanted to give in to this world of pure pleasure she was creating for me, no matter the cost.
Ms Davis knew my body from last time so when she saw my eyes rolling back she knew I was very close. she quickly pulled her feet out of my mouth and lay down between my legs supporting herself with her elbows. She softly put her hands on my balls and gave my penis a kiss. From there she opened her mouth, guided my penis into her mouth and began her glorious sucking. At this point I didn't want to resist as her warm, soft hands started to massage my balls again it simply felt too good. The imprints of her lips she had placed on my hands, feet and on my forehead got activated spreading a warm feeling in my body and making me feel secure. With this my last subconscious wall finally collapsed and I opened up to her. My cum began shooting out of me as I had an orgasm. Starting from my penis an amazing tingling started to spread through my whole body.
The tingling went into every corner of my body and began to relax some parts of me. My muscles got massaged from the inside and went weaker because of that. My whole body felt very hot. I couldn't tell were this heat was coming from, but it was everywhere. My cum flew directly into Ms Davis mouth who started to greedily swallow it. "AAAHHH!" I screamed in ecstasy as I came. My teacher had a little trouble swallowing everything I was erupting, but she was very pleased with it. After a whole minute my first burst slowed down.
That's when Ms Davis actually started her magic. She clearly wanted all my life energy, so she used her tongue to gently lick the underside of my erection. This opened me up again a little which allowed her to suck more of my juices out of me.
The muscles in my body already felt really weak. I couldn't do anything anymore. My body was manipulated from the inside. Something was extracted from my body, but it didn't stop at my muscles. My inner organs were caressed as well. They felt really good, but they also didn't feel normal, because usually I don't feel them at all. It was great, but a bit weird. The wonderful feeling in my body continued. A tingling reached into my fingertips and in my toes. I thought they twitched a little even though I couldn't move at all, but it didn't bother me anymore. I simply enjoyed my teachers skills as she robbed me of my energy. "AAAAHHHH!!" I screamed in pleasure again when she intensified the massage of my balls. She was right after all. Experiencing this was well worth everything it might cost me.
Ms Davis sucked and sucked, my juices kept flowing out of me which meant I could stay in this state of ecstasy. The reason for this was her massage of my balls which opened and widened the channels in my body. This allowed her to suck every single drop of cum out of me, swallowing it loudly. Sucking the life out of me would have been a painful process, but her soothing mouth compensated for that. While she sucked the life energy out of my erection the electric feeling continued streaming through me. Even after extracting so much from me already the sensation didn't decrease. If anything it became stronger. From time to time a strong wave of tingling went through my body intensifying the pleasure during this burst.
This did go on for a bit longer. Ms Davis sucking skills were simply amazing. She probably was only able to keep the pressure going because of the strength she had taken from other people. After some time the tingling finally started to fade. I was not able to comprehend anything that happened at this point. My brain had been made to feel good a while ago and after that I couldn't think as good anymore. I felt how the warmth flowed to my stomach. This felt nice, but was nothing compared to the previous sensation. My balls were now less than half as big as they were when she had started. My teacher had gotten most of the life energy out of me at this point and started sucking stronger to also get the remaining bit. The tingling got weaker and the warmth in my stomach became less as my body handed it over. The juice my teacher lusted after was hers.
My balls and body were completely dry. I was empty at this point. She removed her lips from my penis and licked the tip of my penis just like last time, to get even the last drop from me. Ms Davis had taken everything I had from me. She knelt down between my legs, licked her lips and smiled down at me again. I looked at her and couldn't believe my eyes. She was so gorgeous. Everything about her face was perfect. And not only that, her golden hair shone bright making her face look like a painting of an angel with a golden frame. "You clearly were the best I ever had." She told me. Even her voice had improved even further. Luckily for me she continued with her warm, soothing voice: "I told you that you would benefit from this test.", Her voice was as calming as it was charming. "You had 80 delicious years in you. I promise that I will take good care of them. I'd also thank you for them, but I think you can count the sensation I gave you as a thank you."
She kept looking with her warm smile, that looked more friendly than ever, at me and I starred back at this beauty until I started to age again. My hair became gray and fell out. My body got wrinkles and shrunk. I was still smiling from the fantastic feeling of her procedure as my skin got gray and my body turned to ashes.
Ms Davis stood up, put her shoes back on and said to herself: "He really was the best man I ever encountered. I managed to improve my technique a lot thanks to him." With that she left the room. She met the janitor on her way out who saw the dirt on the bed and gave her a judging look, but she simply walked up to him, put a hand on his biceps and said sweetly: "A strong man like you can handle this right. I have a student who will be here soon to take an extra point test. I can't wait to try my new method on him." The man, completely charmed by her beauty, just smiled and told her that he will simply throw it in the garbage for her. "Thank you", she answered, gave him a wink and entered the gym, while a good friend of mine entered the school with a letter from Ms Davis in his hand and a bag of martial arts clothing on his back.
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