PunkedM/Lee
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First off, this is just a warning...If you don’t want to read
a story of f/m or m/m tickling, please look else wear.
For those of you who continue on...I’m not a big bruiser
manly man. If anything I’m slight of build and not the
athletic type, at all.
If you’ve ever been to a Rave party you know what there like.
You get an invite or you hear of it and you just go hoping to get
in. I was with three others, going around clubbing. Two other guys
and a girl. We were handed an invitation by the doorman (bouncer),
at one club. He said we had the look. We were all dressed what you
might call punk although I was more goth.
I had my hair, jet black, partially over one eye, a studded, black leather
collar ,black mesh top, black jeans and black combat boots.
I also did the whole black eye shadow, black lips and black nails.
We decided to go. Getting an invite passed us thru the line like
regular scenesters. The location was on a private estate and security
was heavy.
Inside was the usual craziness and we decided to stick together.
We turned down the suspicious stuff. We’re all straight-edged.
I did have several drinks and after partying for an hour, or so,
We got an invite to the VIP room.
This was a separate room off the main room where only invited
guests are let in.
This was quieter and different in that a lot of the goers had paired up
and there were several bondage scenes going on where a raver allows
themself to be tied up , in various stages of dress, in various positions.
I’m not a virgin when it comes to bondage but trussed up in public
was a little scary, to me.
We stuck close together for mutual protection but after awhile felt
safe enough to loosen up.
I was approached by a young, very attractive couple and told by
the girl that they wanted to do a scene with me. I was going to say
no but my friends urged me on saying they’d stay by me.
They led me to one of those “S” curve divans and the girl asked
me to remove my shirt. I wasn’t sure what they had in mind and
told them I didn’t want to be tied where I was totally helpless.
(You never know what strangers will do to you).
I let her leather cuff my wrists which were then attached to
a chain which was around a pole near my head. I had her leave
the whole thing long enough so I could protect myself down
to my midsection. The guy meanwhile was strapping my ankles
to two leather restraints that were attached to the legs of the low
sofa.
This wouldn’t have been too bad and I was getting into the public
humiliation thing when the two of them started to remove my
boots. I might have been a bit wasted but I didn’t want to be
bare foot before a bunch of strangers. I told my friends to
stop them but they just laughed telling me to relax and go with
it as they wouldn’t let anything happen to me.
When they removed my socks, despite my protests, the girl
was surprised by my black toenail polish. She remarked on it
loudly, causing more ravers to gather and stare at my predicament.
Then the guy started tickling my foot. I’ve been tickled a lot in my
life by both guys and girls but never in so public a setting. It
was very embarassing with people watching and I couldn’t
help screaming out loud. The girl started in on my other foot
and even though she had long nails which drove me batty the
guy seemed to really get into it running his fingers all around,
under my toes, down the arches and scratching around my heels,
which is my crazy spot.
While I was being tortured my friends stood there laughing. I
couldn’t bring my bound wrists down to protect my feet and I
was pleading with them to make them stop. Several other ravers
tried to tickle me under the arms but I could fend them off.
When they finally stopped my friends did keep other ticklers away
though it was more embarrassing than I’d first thought sitting
tied down with my bare feet tied and sticking out.
I stayed that way for about 20 minutes before I convinced them
to release me. The couple invited me (alone) to come home with
them, they’re really into bondage and tickling, but thats another
story.
a story of f/m or m/m tickling, please look else wear.
For those of you who continue on...I’m not a big bruiser
manly man. If anything I’m slight of build and not the
athletic type, at all.
If you’ve ever been to a Rave party you know what there like.
You get an invite or you hear of it and you just go hoping to get
in. I was with three others, going around clubbing. Two other guys
and a girl. We were handed an invitation by the doorman (bouncer),
at one club. He said we had the look. We were all dressed what you
might call punk although I was more goth.
I had my hair, jet black, partially over one eye, a studded, black leather
collar ,black mesh top, black jeans and black combat boots.
I also did the whole black eye shadow, black lips and black nails.
We decided to go. Getting an invite passed us thru the line like
regular scenesters. The location was on a private estate and security
was heavy.
Inside was the usual craziness and we decided to stick together.
We turned down the suspicious stuff. We’re all straight-edged.
I did have several drinks and after partying for an hour, or so,
We got an invite to the VIP room.
This was a separate room off the main room where only invited
guests are let in.
This was quieter and different in that a lot of the goers had paired up
and there were several bondage scenes going on where a raver allows
themself to be tied up , in various stages of dress, in various positions.
I’m not a virgin when it comes to bondage but trussed up in public
was a little scary, to me.
We stuck close together for mutual protection but after awhile felt
safe enough to loosen up.
I was approached by a young, very attractive couple and told by
the girl that they wanted to do a scene with me. I was going to say
no but my friends urged me on saying they’d stay by me.
They led me to one of those “S” curve divans and the girl asked
me to remove my shirt. I wasn’t sure what they had in mind and
told them I didn’t want to be tied where I was totally helpless.
(You never know what strangers will do to you).
I let her leather cuff my wrists which were then attached to
a chain which was around a pole near my head. I had her leave
the whole thing long enough so I could protect myself down
to my midsection. The guy meanwhile was strapping my ankles
to two leather restraints that were attached to the legs of the low
sofa.
This wouldn’t have been too bad and I was getting into the public
humiliation thing when the two of them started to remove my
boots. I might have been a bit wasted but I didn’t want to be
bare foot before a bunch of strangers. I told my friends to
stop them but they just laughed telling me to relax and go with
it as they wouldn’t let anything happen to me.
When they removed my socks, despite my protests, the girl
was surprised by my black toenail polish. She remarked on it
loudly, causing more ravers to gather and stare at my predicament.
Then the guy started tickling my foot. I’ve been tickled a lot in my
life by both guys and girls but never in so public a setting. It
was very embarassing with people watching and I couldn’t
help screaming out loud. The girl started in on my other foot
and even though she had long nails which drove me batty the
guy seemed to really get into it running his fingers all around,
under my toes, down the arches and scratching around my heels,
which is my crazy spot.
While I was being tortured my friends stood there laughing. I
couldn’t bring my bound wrists down to protect my feet and I
was pleading with them to make them stop. Several other ravers
tried to tickle me under the arms but I could fend them off.
When they finally stopped my friends did keep other ticklers away
though it was more embarrassing than I’d first thought sitting
tied down with my bare feet tied and sticking out.
I stayed that way for about 20 minutes before I convinced them
to release me. The couple invited me (alone) to come home with
them, they’re really into bondage and tickling, but thats another
story.
