## Turnabout TUG and Tickle for Big Sister (mmM/F)

Post by Qarl » Sat Jul 03, 2010 1:35 pm

Sandra struggled, stretched out tightly on her bed, tied to the corners, and gagged so she couldn't speak. Those despicably cruel boys, so unlike girls, who are always such good Christian girls (who are always so kind and merciful and gentle! Not! ) Her brothers and dear Peter had ganged up on her, frog marched her to her room, and bound her to the bed without so much as a "would you like to play?" Never mind that they had warned her ahead of time. Never mind that she had tickled each of them endlessly and mercilessly within the last month. Never mind that it was her turn for a good tie up and tickle. Never mind that, no matter how loudly she might protest to the contrary, Sandra actually adored, and occasionally craved, being bound helpless and tickled. Naturally, she still liked being the tickler and tormenter more, make no mistake. There was very little she enjoyed more than having a helpless boy at her command to wickedly torment for hours on end, only occasionally giving a mercy break for rest, food, water, toilet, etc. She and her friend Kaitlyn and the other girls had countless times taken Michael or Seth, her two younger, impish -- not to mention infinitely loved and precious -- brothers to task and staked them out in the yard, or bed, or floor for literally the entire day, only to be trod on, tickled, iced, and otherwise made to feel their rightful place as helpless squirming and laughing boys.
Sandra would never actually hurt either of her brothers, not in a million years. As a loving and responsible big sister, Sandra was a fierce mother bear when it came to Michael and Seth. Pity the poor kid who might give them trouble at school or in the neighborhood. Sandra would be the first to rush to their defense if support were needed, though rarely would it be because Michael and Seth were not only quite capable of managing their own affairs with other kids, but would also stick up for each other quite effectively. Nevertheless, if anyone crossed her brothers, Sandra showed no mercy. And while Sandra thoroughly enjoyed making Michael and Seth "suffer" a horrible fate of being tickled and tormented with ice or feathers or fingers or the like, she would never actually let them come to any harm. She never used gags for fear of her brother's asthma. She always made sure they could ask for release at any time. She scrupulously checked their bonds for overtightness, limbs for numbness and cramping, eyes and face for signs of exhaustion or needing food or water... everything designed to let them prove how tough they were in the face of a big sister tormenter, but never to actually let them experience real harm. It was all done in loving, sisterly, protective, fun.
But now, the rope was on the other wrist, so to speak. Sandra was helpless at the mercy of Michael, Seth, and her beloved fiance Peter. It was her turn to be tickled and tied. Peter straddled her, looking into her eyes, and asked her, "Any last words Sandra before we commence to tickle you within an inch of your life?"
She played her role to the T. Sandra got her predictably defiant and impish look on her face, but there was also a touch of blush showing in her bright cheeks as well. She nodded slowly but certainly.
"Shall I remove your gag and let you make your request?" crooned Peter mockingly.
Sandra nodded again. Peter removed her gag. "Yes, my dear helpless damsel in distress? What mercy will you ask of us?"
"I can't believe I'm asking this, but it only seems fair, since Michael and Seth got tickled without shirts on, that I should too. I shouldn't be wearing a shirt either." Her eyes flashed with pride and strength, and yet showed just a little bit of uncertainty, reflecting her ambivalence about the request. What was she getting herself into, she wondered.
The boys laughed. "Be careful what you wish for Sandra," said Michael.
They untied her wrists, and slipped her cropped black shirt over her head, revealing her sports bra underneath.
"Hey, that's not fair!" complained Michael conspiratorially. "We didn't get to wear anything when our shirts came off. She shouldn't either."
"Yeah, she shouldn't be allowed to wear that," agreed Seth. "She's always saying that girls are stronger than boys anyway. Girls shouldn't get an advantage."
Peter grinned. "It looks as if you're outnumbered Sandra. The bra comes off too."
Sandra blushed, but remained defiant to the end. "Fine. Take it off. I can't take whatever you can dish out. Boys!" She spat out the last word like a gauntlet thrown down in noble challenge.
Thus Peter complied, and pull the sports bra over her head too, leaving her breasts fully exposed to Peter and her brothers. They'd seen her before like this, so it wasn't a shock. But it still always added a little extra embarrassment to the situation to be half undressed like this. With her cropped shorts the only remaining covering, Sandra was quite exposed and vulnerable to a thorough tickling.
They retied her wrists, and reinserted her gag. Then they set to work with a vengeance. Seth sat by her head and tickled her armpits and neck and upper arms. Michael set upon Sandra from the other end, working her mercilessly over on the tender bottoms of her helpess wriggling feet, and her squirming knees and thighs. Peter sat on her middle, and had open access to her ribs, belly, and her quivering breasts.
Sandra writhed and pulled and struggled against her bonds, unable to move more than a few inches with the combination of the tight ties and Peter's weight. She laughed and shrieked into her gag, which came out as muffled moans and groans. They continued without respite, on and on, tickling her into a helpless quivering laughing oblivion.
Occasionally, Peter would lean down and kiss her warmly and lovingly, and despite her torment, she would return his kiss eagerly, finding it all the more pleasurable in contrast to the wonderful, terrible tickle torture. She found that his kiss, and the tickling on her exposed breasts, accentuated the effect of the tickling, making her more vulnerable, more helpless, more sensitive to every touch. Everything in her being wanted it to stop, and yet everything also wanted it to go on forever and even increase. While part of her instincts fought to get free, still she secretly wanted to be tickled everywhere, even in her most private places. It was a delicious and intense torment, filled with emotions of love for Peter and her brothers (in different ways), and overwhelming sensations of raw touch on her hot skin. It was beyond anything she'd ever experienced in a tickle, and she wished it would go on indefinitely, wondering what would happen if the ache and strange unbearable pleasure grew to a roaring crescendo.
Eventually, the boys, despite their typical boy-like cruelty (girls would never be so cruel! ), noticed that Sandra needed a break, and they stopped their tickling, giving her a chance to catch her breath, and slow her heart rate. Seth even sweetly lifted her head so she could take a drink from the cup Michael brought when Peter removed the gag.
They sat there for a few minutes, joking quietly and stroking her hair, legs, and arms soothingly in calm reassurance. Sandra relaxed with a warm sense of well being, grateful for the rest for her tired limbs, sensitive skin, and dry tongue. She also felt a wonderful tingling all over, an alive sensation of being fully engaged in the moment.
After a bit, Peter looked into her eyes again. "Are you rested enough now Sandra? Are you ready to be untied? Or do you want more?"
Sandra looked at each one of the three in turn, discerning their intentions, and taking their measure. She thought about it carefully, wondering what further cruelty they might have in store for her. She got a look of firm resolve in her brave and bright eyes.
"Do your worst! Cruel Boys!" she uttered in defiance. And they set upon her once again, this time for a much longer time, to be sure.
Last edited by Qarl on Mon Jul 05, 2010 2:04 pm, edited 1 time in total.

### Re: Turnabout TUG and Tickle for Big Sister (mmM/F)

Post by bleater » Mon Jul 05, 2010 7:19 am

wow.. good story... go ahead..

### Re: Turnabout TUG and Tickle for Big Sister (mmM/F)

Post by sarumansauron » Mon Jul 05, 2010 9:58 am

Good story!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!