Hi guys. Dena here!
I know Jess promised that I would tell a story about kidnapping him and tying him up and tickling him almost to death, but general business got in the way. Sorry.

(This won't be that story - not yet, I need more time for that. But I thought I would tell you guys the basic thinking behind why I loved tying Jess up and torturing him so much).
Jess was right. For a lot of reasons I LOVED tying him up, gagging him, and torturing him with tickling and dirty socks and taunting and all that. And yes he was right. I am black belt in karate and pretty good and defending myself and overpowering him.

Of course I would never ever hurt Jess; he was my best friend and someone I have known since I was a very little girl. So when I would abuse him, like tie him up or tickle him or put my socks over his mouth or torture him sadistically with Marissa, it was done with love and in a way that would never ever hurt him. Does that make sense?
Here is why I loved kidnapping Jess and holding him prisoner.
One, he is CRAZY ticklish. Everywhere, especially his neck, ribs, armpits and feet! And to be fair I am crazy ticklish too, but I’m the one with the black belt so I’m the one who gets to do most of the tickle-torture! Though those times Marissa and Jess tied me up and tickled me were just SO brutal - oh my God it was awful!
Two, he loves it. He really does. I think we both had tickle fetishes. But what you need to understand about Jess is he is very smart, very likable and very in control of himself at all times. It is why he has always been successful. And when I would tie him up and tickle him to the point where he is in tears, I think he liked the idea of **letting go** and giving up control for a little while. I mean, he loved it and hated it. He was so ticklish and I was such a sadistic tickler that it would leave him in giggly agony. But he loved the idea of this older girl, and in the case of Marissa older girls, torturing him with a mixture of love and sadism. So there is that. Also, Jess liked being tied up, which a lot of guys and girls do. I don’t hate it myself. When someone you trust ties you up and teases you or playfully tortures you or even tickles you silly, you still trust that person and it can be a real rush. Not necessarily sexual, although maybe a little, but just in an exhilarating way.
Finally it was just SO MUCH FUN to overpower Jess. To tie him up and gag him, to call him Kidnap Boy and taunt him, giggling wickedly as I would stand over him when he was so helpless and prepare to torture him half to death. It was fun. For both of us. But sometimes more for me. But like the times when I would tie him down to the bed or to the workout bench and gag him and tell him GET READY TO BE TICKLED TO DEATH KIDNAP BOY and wiggle my fingers over him? To watch him scream and beg into his gag, and to see his eyes filled with excitement and fear all at once? It was awesome! He's told you how good of a tickler I am, and how I would not only tickle him with my fingers but with my feet too. That is an amazing way to tickle someone: you either take your socks off or leave them on, and then you jam your toes into someone's armpits or ribs and start wiggling them like you would your fingers. It is a little harder to do, but tickling someone with your feet and toes is an even more effective form of tickle torture than using your fingers. At least I have found that to be the case. When I would tickle Jess with my feet his screams would intensify and he would laugh like a crazy person even harder. Even though I usually gagged him, I could still hear the agony!

(BTW - I like to think I invented the foot gag, but I am guessing I didn’t. But it remains my favorite method of torturing Jess. Because I never wore shoes and still don’t, and preferred to walk around in my socks, Jess used to always kid me about foot odor, because my shoes were always off and I would always just have socks on my feet. So when I started tying him up and torturing him years ago, I decided to make him pay for the foot odor jokes and stick my socked foot over his mouth. And sometimes I would stick the other foot under his nose and force him to smell my feet. After a while, when I wanted to be really cruel, I would take my socks off and stuff them in his mouth, and I also grew very fond of gagging him with pairs of my knee socks, socks that usually were at least a little dirty! I loved it because gagging Jess made him all the more helpless and made me all the more powerful, and again I could see in his eyes that while he was dreading it, he also was loving it!)
So soon, I promise, I will tell the story of the day I kidnapped Jess, tied him up and was preparing to torture him for information about secrets he was keeping from me. I promise I will tell the story soon!

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