I really enjoy posting the stories about me and my awesome old friend Dena (and occasionally Marissa) on this site. But I want to say something at this at this point, just to be clear.
“Torture†is a word I use a lot in these stories to describe the tickling, foot-gagging, and other things (ice packs on bare skin, socks in mouth, itching powder, taunting and begging) that went on between Dena, Marissa, and me in these stories. And “torture†is something that has been talked about a lot in the media lately, debated about as many people remain very angry that the previous Presidential Administration OK’d the use of torture against suspected terrorists. I am included among those who are offended by the U.S. using torture against even he worst of suspects - real “torture†is morally repugnant and horrifying.
Dena and I actually talked about this years later and she agreed with me. What we did to each other in our tie-up games – and granted, mostly it was what happened to ME, because I’m the one who got tied up the most – is/was obviously not torture. Torture was instead just a word we used to lend more helplessness to our games, to make the things that we did to each other (and again, mostly things that were done to me) seem more severe and punishing.
The truth is no one was ever hurt or harmed or scared too badly in any of our games. We didn’t hit or hurt in any way. Feelings were never hurt. The worst we ever did was merciless tickling, which can be brutal, obviously, but really is not real “torture.†We made sure at all times – especially Dena and, when she was involved, Marissa - that the person who was tied up was safe and cared-for. Often times I wouldn't mention this in the story, but it was true. There was never a hint of actual pain or "bad" suffering involved, and I know myelf, Dena, and Marissa enough to say that would never have been allowed.
Basically, we were just kids who really loved tying each other up and playfully tormenting each other with tickling and other non-hurtful things. Tickling to us made us happy and excited - I guess we all grew to have "tickle fetishes." I know I did and think Dena and even Marissa did. As merciless as it could be, it was also affectionate and, yes, loving. It's hard for some, maybe, to imagine that the act of Dena and Marissa tying me up and tickling me to tears was an act of affection, but I can tell you it was. I always left these "Kidnap Boy" sessions with a smile on my face and privately being excited, in some ways, for the next time.
Torture, the real kind, is dead wrong. It is immoral. But what we did to each other was fun and loving and playful and consensual. I don’t know if I needed to say that, but I just figured I would.
Thanks. BTW - The story of Dena's revenge on me and Marissa is coming soon.
KB