Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Jessie » Tue Apr 17, 2012 9:16 am

Around 8 on a Saturday morning I found myself cornered on my bed by four annoyed/bemused girls. It seemed they hadn't appreciated the cat whiskers I'd drawn on them whilst they were sleeping (I was bored...) As they advanced I wondered what they were going to do, considering the frequent femme-erotic nature of my sleepover parties (don't ask, really).

Lindsay, Tash, Annabelle, and Sarah all jumped on me. I tried crawling away, but all except Lindsay sat on me, pinning me to the bed. Only my feet and head were free. Lindsay lay down beside me.
"Gotch'a" she grinned, her head close to mine. I stuck my tongue out at her, and she did the same, gently pinching my cheek.
"What are we going to do with her now?" Tash asked excitedly.
"A little punishment, for this severe case of vandalism on our pure visages," she said smiling at me, stroking her pen whiskers, "keep her pinned down, I need to look for a few things". Lindsay leapt of my bed, and went over to my wardrobe, looking inside. I tried wriggling free, but the three girls had me trapped. The person closest to my feet, Sarah maybe, began poking my trapped bare soles. This made me curl my toes and bite my lip, in the hope I wouldn't laugh and give away my ticklishness.

All for now, will continue tomorow :) hope ya like it so far!
Last edited by Jessie on Wed Apr 18, 2012 6:24 am, edited 2 times in total.

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby feetlover » Tue Apr 17, 2012 9:22 am

Oh yessssssss :-)

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Jay Feely » Tue Apr 17, 2012 10:02 am

Loved it so continue please with more of the story.
You will have to subdue me to restrain me. I been a bad boy so make sure you torture me too with anything but pain.

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Jessie » Wed Apr 18, 2012 7:25 am

A few minutes later Lindsay came back to the bed with two of my scarves and my dressing gown cord. I smiled slightly, knowing where this was going. Perhaps it wouldn’t be punishment after all. Lindsay threw one of the scarves to Sarah, who clearly got the message as I felt my ankles getting tied together. Anna and Tash got off me, but held on to my wrists as Lindsay tied them together with the cord. When this was done they got off me.

“I feel like a worm”, I giggled, wriggling around a little. The others laughed
“Well,” said Lindsay, “you won’t if I do this”. She pulled on the scarf around my ankles, so they were lifted into the air, and brought them close to the cord holding my wrists together. With the other scarf she tied the first scarf and the cord together, leaving me hogtied. This time I couldn’t wiggle as much, making my friends laugh again.
“Now what?” asked Tash, “do we leave her?”
“Depends on how she answers this question,” replied Lindsay, “Jess, does this tickle?” As she asked I felt her finger slide down the sole of my left foot, making me yelp and curl my toes again.
“Hehe I think that’s a yes” giggled Sarah, jumping onto the bed by my other side “Kitchie kitchie koo!” she teased, tickling all over my other foot. Due to the speed of this assault I had no chance of holding my laughter in, and immediately burst out in full laughter. My other friends soon joined in tickling my poor feet, and I soon found myself in ticklish agony, unable to move. My hands being close to my ankles, I could sort of push away a few tickling fingers, but I was being tickled by too many people, and could do very little to prevent this.
After five or so long minutes the stopped, leaving me to breathe heavily.

“Please no more,” I begged wearily, somewhat exhausted, “I’m so ticklish, I really can’t take anymore”.
“I know you are, it’s great” chuckled Tash, giving my feet another light tickle
“Besides” added Lindsay, “we’ve only tortured your feet so far”
“Don’t you dare!” I groaned
“Ooh, wonder how ticklish she is here!” squealed Anna, delighted at Lindsay’s last comment. I felt her hands dig into my bare sides (I was wearing pyjama shorts and a night vest which had pulled up slightly due to my squirming if you were wondering :p ) Naturally, I began laughing and wriggling again.
“Or here!” giggled Tash, and I felt her fingers lightly scratch all over the back of my bare legs, which made me try kicking back, but due to the hogtie all that happened is I pulled my arms.

I was back in ticklish agony. Someone else, Lindsay or Sarah, was attacking my feet again, whilst the other had got their hands under my knees, and was tickling away. I can’t stand being tickled there, and on top of the rest of the tickling, I was back in ticklish agony. Untying myself was hardly an option, as all I could concentrate on was the ticklish sensations running through my body. After an eternity, the tickling stopped once more.

“Any one seen that marker Jess used to draw on us?” Lindsay asked, her hands still holding onto my feet.
Someone must have pointed to the marker on the floor, as I felt Lindsay let go of my feet, and saw her hop of the bed and pick the marker from the floor. She came back over, putting her head close to mine and looked into my eyes, smiling. She kissed my cheek,
“You doing okay?” she asked playfully. I stuck my tongue out at her again, and in response she tickled my neck, forcing me to giggle.
“Your turn for whiskers” she said, and I felt the pen run across each of my cheeks several times.
“Can I go now?” I tried saying in a pitiful voice.
“Nah haven’t finished with this pen yet”, she winked. She climbed pack onto my bed next to my feet again. “Might colour in those wrinkles on the soles of your feet”
“Nonono! Don’t even think about it!” I was already giggling in anticipation of the inevitable tickly sensations that the marker would bring.

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby randomentity » Thu Apr 19, 2012 9:18 am

Great story!! Sounds like you had a lotttt of fun!! ;) Not to mention those tying and tickling you! ;)

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Plueschbabycd » Thu Apr 19, 2012 11:04 am

Thank you for next Part. I want read all ASP.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby feetlover » Thu Apr 19, 2012 12:02 pm

and she write on the soles: please don´t untie her, she was very bad :-) :-)

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby sarumansauron » Thu Apr 19, 2012 6:50 pm

Cool story! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Jessie » Sat Apr 21, 2012 2:28 pm

sorry the last part hasn't been uploaded, my internet blew up so haven't had a chance :( will finish tomorrow hopefully :) thanks for the positive feed back!
Tying, taunting and tickling :) Yaaaaay!

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby milagros317 » Fri Jun 29, 2012 12:32 pm

Fine story. Please continue it.
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Jessie » Sun Jul 22, 2012 2:48 am

As Lindsay has climbed onto the bed I had tried squirming again, but as like last time it was no avail. Lindsay had done a rather good hogtie, and for a moment I wondered if she'd had much practice. However as my mind wondered briefly on this thought I was suddenly returned to realist as something tickly ran across my bare foot, making me squeal and literally jump in the air, making my friends laugh. It seems as if the marker had struck its target.

Hands were holding my ankles in place, not that they were needed due to the position I was tied in. I usually try and avoid leaving my bare feet in vulnerable positions, and this was about as helpless as they good be. I felt the marker being dragged across my feet in a slight up and down movement, which was torture for me as I was laughing uncontrollably. It didn't help when someone's hands slide down to my waist and begun tickling me there again.
"PAHAHA stop ithehehehe! I surrenderhahahaha!" I tried saying pleadingly, making them laugh.
"Stop? But I just found another marker!" said Tash, giggling, and making me groan
"I hate you all so muchahahah stop that!" someone had began lightly tickling my feet again before I could finish.
"I'll just draw a cat on your clean foot, then we'll stop, won't we?", said Tash sweetly. The others agreed with here. I rolled my eyes at no one in particular, and tried to turn my head to glare at her, but found I couldn't. A moment later I heard a popping sound, as the second markers lid was removed, and more tickly sensations filled my other foot, causing me to once again giggle helplessly. A minute or so later it stopped.

"See, that wasn't so bad, was it?" I didn't feel like that deserved an answer.
"You'll stop now right?" I asked hopefully
"Hehe okay" Anna said, poking my sides for a final time. I was sceptical of this, but it seemed they kept their word (albeit to my great annoyance they refused to untie me). As the morning progressed, me still hogtied on my bed, people began to leave, until it was just me and Lindsay.

"You should thank me really" she said, lying next to me and smiling at me.
"Umm, you tied me up, told everyone I was ticklish, and tickled me to death?! Why should I exactly?"
"Hmm, true..." she said grinning at me, "but I didn't tell them your weak spot, or tickle you there myself"
"Oh thanks so much, you're just so nice aren't you" I said sarcastically, making her grin more, "Just for your attitude missy, I might have to attack that spot I just mentioned"
"Don't even.. hahahaahahahah nononon oehehehehehehe". Lindsays hands had slid a little further at my top, and dug into my ribcage, which I hate and she knows it. It wasn't actually my weakest spot, which would be inbetween my toes, but I didn't feel the need to mention that to her :P She made me laugh hysterically and squirm wildly for a couple of minutes, then stopped.
"I guess I'll be heading off now", she told me. I put on a sad face. Despite her meanness that morning she was still one of my best friends. She gathered her things, kissed me on the cheek again and was about to leave then I asked her,
"Umm haven't you forgotten something?" I squirmed a little to show her what I was referring to.
"Hehe don't think so Jess, I'm sure someone will untie you. Byeee!" and with that she ran from the room, leaving the door wide open, and me completely helpless.

Well this was a predicament. I wondered who would discover me. If it was my mom or dad it would be rather embaressing, and they might be tempted to give me a tickle. If it was my sister Amy I should be okay, as she'd likely untie me. But if my other sister, Lily, found me, it was highly likely she'd take advantage of being tied so helplessly and tickle me to death (second time in a morning, hypothetickly).

Sorry for the long delay on this people, I have a lot of time now so this should be continued soooon :D xxxxx
Last edited by Jessie on Tue Apr 30, 2013 2:38 am, edited 2 times in total.

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby sarumansauron » Sun Jul 22, 2012 9:48 am

Great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby milagros317 » Sun Jul 29, 2012 9:49 am

Fine continuation. You should post about who found you and what they did. :D
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
http://www.mtjpub.com/ezines/TrappedandTickled.html

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby xXbound4legacyXx » Fri Aug 03, 2012 10:12 am

Did you get payback?
wants to be in control!

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby handcuffed_boy » Thu Jun 27, 2013 11:44 am

Hi Jessie
That's a great story. Were you hogtied face up with your arms out in front of you and ankles attached? That must be quite painful?!

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Wyatt9999 » Wed Aug 21, 2013 4:00 am

hehe who found you?

Re: Of sleepovers and tickle torture

Postby Annomunus » Tue Dec 13, 2016 6:02 pm

Who found u and did u get revenge? Cuz I think u should get revenge.