The River

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Apr 08, 2011 2:48 pm

The River
Dexter is an 18 year old boy and is a senior at Columbian High School. He is a member of the swimming team, and has won a lot of gold medals in the sport. He has leaded his team to district titles and state titles. He is not prideful of his victories and always congratulates the losing team member. He believed in being kind and honest. He never made enemies, and always had a positive attitude.
Dexter went to a pizza bar to celebrate his win in the 200 meter relay. He wore his blue shorts, red t-shirt with his school logo on it, striped red and blue socks, and yellow baseball hat. He ordered his typical bacon and mushroom pizza, and one glass of orange juice. He did not gloat about his trophy, but complimented the members of his team for their personal achievements in coming in runner-up and other positions. Everyone was happy that he was treating people as equals. He got in his vehicle to drive his brother home because Jason was complaining of an unusual stomachache. Then, all hell broke loose.

As Dexter was driving in the local road that connects with the highway, someone hit the bumper of his car. He pulled over to the shoulder to investigate, and when he stepped out of the vehicle, someone put a chloroform rag over his mouth. Jason abandoned the vehicle and went to a phone booth to call the police to report his brother’s kidnapping. Dexter passed out shortly, and the attacker put him in the back of his van, and drove away in the distance.
When Derek regained consciences, he could not see. Someone had blindfolded him, and had tied his wrists and ankles to a table. Prior to being tied up, his captor removed his shirt, shoes and socks. His bare feet extended beyond the edge of the table. He could not speak since he was gagged with a linen cloth that was tied around his mouth and head. He was scared and confused because he was a nice guy, and he did not think he would be a victim of crime.

To be continued
Last edited by Jay Feely on Wed Apr 13, 2011 5:42 am, edited 1 time in total.
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: The River

Postby Wyatt9999 » Sat Apr 09, 2011 8:00 am

continue this is good so far

Re: The River

Postby kidnapplz » Sun Apr 10, 2011 12:55 am

plz continue great story

Re: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Tue Apr 12, 2011 10:08 am

Great start! I badly can wait to read the next part.
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Wed Apr 13, 2011 12:02 pm

The captor did not say a word as he started to torture Derek. He tickled his belly with a feather, giving it light strokes very slowly. Derek laughed underneath the gag, but it was audible, so it pleased the unknown kidnapper. As the captor glided the feather over Derek’s belly button, his toes twitched. The kidnapper then lightly prance the feather down his sides. Derek was helplessly laughing and he reassured himself that all he was going to experience was tickling and nothing more, but he would be in for a big surprise. The tickling continued and it was more relentless. The captor’s fingers then spider tickled the belly. In a second, Derek’s behavior changed. His entire body vibrated. He was in a trance between the reality and his mind. Derek then felt two feathers gliding in his underarms, and he was elastic. He became hard, and the captor took note of that. He never dealt with someone that had a boner so quickly, so he decided to punish Derek. The kidnapper feather the soles of the feet, and Derek hollered with laughter that surpassed his vocal chords.

He passed out in a heartbeat and when he awoke, he was still tied to the chair.
There was a sound of broken glass in the distance. Derek was beginning to understand the full weight of his confinement. He was exposed to a lunatic who had a history of mental problems. When the captor was 7 years old, he was tied up to a wheel, like the one used in historical times to discipline a criminal. Each of their limbs would be smashed up and disfigured. However, the kids tormented him by tickling his belly for 20 minutes, at which point, he wet himself. The kids was pointing fingers at him and laughing. The captor was totally embarrassed and he was angered by the treatment at the hands of the youngsters. He became accustomed to torture during his entire childhood. When he was 12, he was beaten after he was tied to a lamp post near his house. His parents threatened to file charges against the bullies, so he was never bothered again. Tragically, he was left in trauma and it changed him to the monster he is today.

Next, his mind went back to reality. He focused all his attention on Derek by using a flogger on his stomach. Derek screamed with agony underneath his gag, and tear drops fell. As each of the tails hit the target, he was convinced that he was going to experience the worst of it as time went on, but thankfully for him, he remembered his phone has voice activation system. He yelled out, emergency services. This sent a signal to the police department alerting him to his location. He would be spared, except for one thing. The kidnapper picked up the table and put it in the back of the van. Derek could hear the garage door opening and he realized that it would be a long hurtle for him as he tried to endure and survive the situation. The captor flogged him more as he was loaded on the van, and Derek had distinctive red marks on his frontal part of his body.

Derek wondered if he would make it out of here alive, but when he discovered that there was more in the story than he could ever imagine.

To Be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Wed Apr 13, 2011 12:45 pm

Great continuation! I badly can wait to read the next part. Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Apr 15, 2011 3:08 pm

The van drove on a bridge to an old nested house in a forest. The house was spooky in appearance. There were cobwebs blocking the front door. Surrounding the house was a cemetery and it was marked with the names of the family that died in the house as a result of a murder suicide. The victims were 21 year old David Crow, 11 year old Alan Thompson, 45 year old Harrison Floyd and 46 year old Danielle Marley. The final victim was the shooter, 26 year old Earnest Grayheart, a disgruntled employee in the law firm, suffered from depression after Alan fired him. He went in the house armed with a pistol, and shot each person five times after hogtying them, blindfolding and gagging the family. Nine years after the tragic shooting, the kidnapper brought the house, and has transformed it into a makeshift dungeon.

Dexter was removed from the van and untied. Dexter screamed, but he was muffled by a hand going over his mouth. The man, for the 1st time, spoke. “Hi, my name is Kevin Fuller”, and by the name, it sent chills down Dexter’s spine. Dexter recognized the name as his school bully. Kevin was mentally challenged, and would always find ways to mess with Dexter. He would get in his face whenever he tried to communicate with his friends. He also gave wedgies and random spankings. Now, Dexter had to fight his out of the violate situation before it is too late. Kevin was in control, however, because he was stronger than Dexter. In his mind, Dexter was already trying to figure out how to escape, but he listened to Kevin, and walked into the house. Dexter and Kevin walked down the stairs that led to the basement. In the basement was a number of furniture including stocks, pillories, whipping post, and a spanking bench was constructed. There was a cabinet full of lubricants, and separate ones with bondage toys. Dexter was crying in fear, as he was locked in the stocks, and his wrists were tied above his head to a ceiling rod.

However, he was about to find some luck. At the police department, there was evidence that was tied to Kevin Fuller. Tire tracks matched a van, but narrowing it down would be a difficult matter as a lot of people drive a van in the city. Next, the police discovered the place where Dexter was originally held. They made a search of the place, and found the linen cloth used as the gag. They dusted the cloth for fingerprints, and found a full print. When they ran it to a state computer, the print matched Kevin Fuller. However, there was no evidence that would lead them to the house yet.

Kevin lubricated the feet with rubbing alcohol. Then, he lit a match, and at that moment, Dexter’s feet started to feel a burning sensation. He was screaming in pain, but it satisfied Kevin, with every match he lit. Dexter never experienced the art of fire before until this day. It was more painful than he ever experienced in his lifetime.

To be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Mon Apr 18, 2011 9:35 am

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

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Tue May 03, 2011 9:11 am

He was burning in great pain as he tried to get away from the flames, but his feet was as still as a rock. After about 15 minutes of that, he was untied from the stocks. Dexter was clueless as he attempted to run away because he ran square on into a dead end, and that was when he felt his wrists grabbed behind him, and twisted behind his back. He screamed out in pain because it was a hard twist enough to induce tears flowing like a river down his eyes. He felt the cold handcuffs being snapped onto his wrists, as he was blindfolded. As he was led to a cage, he was feeling depressed as he tried to figure out why he was targeted in the 1st place. Yes, Kevin was his bully, but he had never gone to extremes as this before. He was shoveled inside the cage, and heard the door lock behind him, and he knew what this was. He would be kept inside the cage until it was time for him to endure more torture. His wrists hurt from the twisting and from the handcuffs. At the other side of the city, police tried to determine more evidence that would lead to the arrest of Kevin and the rescue of Derek, but they had no real leads yet. Then, they rembered seeing a piece of wood at the crime scene, and decided to run it, but it would take a couple of hours before the results would come out.

Derek just awaited his inevitable doom as he sat in the cage. He would remember good memories in order to calm himself down from his stressful situation, and he was beginning to feel the full weight of his enslavement because he recalled watching a movie about a man who would trap innocent teenager boys inside his home, until they died of stravation and dehydration, and he feared, he would end up as one of the victims of the movies. After about an hour of sitting in the cage, he heard his captor walk to it, and open the door. Derek was not going to try another escape, as he was led to another bondage furniture, and this time it was the spanking bench. He bend over at the device, and had to endure a couple of slaps at his buttocks, and it sent him crying like a little child, who is lost in city streets. He was sent down a whirlwind of confusion because he was not hit a lot, and before he knew it, he was back inside the cage.

Then, the police caught a major break in the case. The wood was matched to Birdseye Maple, which is not common in their area, so it was linked to Memoir's Castle, a residential house in the Octave Grove. The police sent units there to investigate, but as they step foot on the grounds of the castle, they were ensnared by vines protecting the outskirts, and they were effectively trapped. It was a big blow to the rescue effort, but it did not mean they were finished. They sent in specialized robots to burn down the vines and save the police officers, but as they entered the house, they would make a disturbing discovery, one that will shake the investigators to their core

To be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Tue May 03, 2011 11:59 am

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

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Mon May 23, 2011 9:09 am

The house was broaded up and empty. Any evidence of tugs in the vincity was wiped clean. Kevin had throughly cleaned the place, and dusted off any potential fingerprints or trace evidence. At the time, Dexter was walked alongside a river in the middle of almost nowhere. He noticed a distinct scream coming from within the river, so he jumped in to investigate, but as he did, coils of a plant was wrapping around his ankles. Before he could sense their presence, he was already being dragged underwater. He was shocked to discover that he could breathe, and there was an underwater city in the area. As the vines forcibly put him on a platform, he noticed that the area was very dark, that he needed a flashlight to see the entire location that he was in. But, there was no flashlight around him. The city seemed to be messed up as there was no sign of life, until he noticed a gigantic robot walking around with a little girl, who seemed was being protected by this big tin man.

To Be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Mon May 23, 2011 1:14 pm

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

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Tue May 24, 2011 10:24 am

The Tin Man noticed Dexter poking around, and grabbed and carried him to a room in the far corner of the building, and set him down. The Tin Man tied him to a chair by his wrists, chest, and covered his eyes with a blindfold.

Tin Man: What are you doing in my building?

Dexter: I was just exploring, nothing personal.

Tin Man: You see, I protect this girl from danger after something tragic happened to her. Her parents abandoned her as a young age, and always needed a partner to play with and could not be alone. I saw her crying in an alleyway one day, and took her in my arms, and promised to be her guardian angel. If you want to leave this building, you need to be like her big brother, do you understand?

Dexter: Yes, but there is a loving family that needs me to be there for them.

Tin Man: It is up to you, but if you do not do what I say, I will report you for trespassing.

Dexter thought about it and decided to honor the Tin Man request, and play along with his desires.

Dexter was untied from the chair, and the girl took his hand. She was around 18 years old, and she led him up a set of stairs to an attic that was covered by sound proof walls, and there was attachment points for the wrists and ankles. Dexter did not resist as she proceeded to strip him down to his underwear. She tied his wrists above his head, and ankles in the points in the bottom. She turned his wrists around so his nails was facing out, and started to paint them with red nail polish. He was beginning to be concerned because he did not know if she would give him nail polish remover, or if she would have him face embarrassment by having him purchase it himself. It was intentified when his toenails was also painted with the same color. She use makeup on his eyes, mouth, and checks.

Then, she left the room, leaving him dangling from his tip-toes. There was a moment of silence as he tried to comprehend what he had gotten himself into, but on the other hand, he was relieved that she was not a dangerous person. The girl returned momentarily and started to tickle him to death. First, she racked her fingers on his sides very slowly. Dexter was unable to keep himself from laughing. His captor was relentless in her pursuit to find all the sensitive parts of his sides. She used her tongue to lick every square inch of his sides, and Dexter had tears running down his eyes and down his checks. He was amazed to discover that all she wanted was to expose his ticklishness. As she used her fingers to circle in his hairy armpits, he went berserk. If he was not tied up, he would have been trashing around, but instead, he giggled loudly like a little girl. The girl used her fingers to slowly dig into the pits and made vertical and parallel motions. He was left in a state of laughter as he accelerated to beyond his vocal chords. heheheheheheheheh ..... he continued to laugh through the afternoon, and she said "You are my perfect tickle slave", and he knew that he would never get out of this situation and started to wept as he thought of his family.

Than, the police made a connection in the house. They found wet footprints leaving the house, and followed it to the underwater city, only to discover that it was locked, and there seemed to be no way inside. They were stumbled until they found a submarine, and used it to enter the building where Dexter was held. When they entered the building, they were greeted by the daddy, and he was arrested after giving up the location of the captor/captive. He was forced into the back of the sub, as it went to ground level. They heard laughter coming from the attic, and went to investigate, but they made a shocking discovery. Dexter was not there. The voice came from a recording device on a cell phone. The police was back to square one.

Outside of the building, Dexter was inside a boat, and being transported, in his tied up state, but this time in the cargo hold. His laughter was extended because the girl was tickling him on his stomach. She blew raspberries causing him to erupt into harder laughter, and as the boat turned into a pier, his only response was, "Geez, you have to stop tickling me, hahahahahaha.

To be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Tue May 24, 2011 12:51 pm

Another great continuation! Thanks!
I love TUGS and TICKLING Torture!!!!!

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Wed May 25, 2011 6:05 am

Than, his worst nightmare became a reality. The girl started to tickle him on his feet. He gulped because she had discovered his most vulnerable spot. He tried to hold in his breath so he would not laugh, but like all tickle victims, it would not last for a long time. After about ten minutes of tickling his soles, he finally let a loose cannon of laughter. His captor said that he developed a "cute laugh", and it was a shame that no one had exploited it before. For the 1st time since he was kidnapped and led into the hands of a tickler, he was surprisingly happy, and let it play out. He no longer missed his family as his pure happiness was being tied up and tortured. The girl explored his heel and arches with soft and slow motion strokes with a feather. His toes moved like a fan and he smiled as he laughed in his normal state of mind. He imagined himself being tickled everyday until the day he died, and he was starting to love the idea. He was hoping that he would not be rescued so he can be tickled some more. Not to disappoint the boy, the girl pulled back his toes, and played "This Little Piggy". As she got to the final line of the poem, she gave his soles a quick tickle.

Than, she noticed that he started to get hard, and it prompted her to stop the tickling. He was given a glass of water, which he drank from a straw. He braced himself for another round of tickling. The girl stroked his ribs by counting them one by one. As he giggled from the sensation, she purposely missed a rib to get her an excuse to tickle him again. This happened several times, and he could only stand there laughing his heart out. He gave her a lot of credit for her dominance in tickling. Than, she tickled his privates with a feather, and he went off the charts. He wailed delightfuly, as the tickling greatly increased. After tickling him for another five minute, alternating between his armpits, belly, and feet, she left the room leaving him wondering.

To be Continued
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Wed May 25, 2011 1:42 pm

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

Re: The River

Postby Jay Feely » Thu May 26, 2011 6:20 am

She returned to the room and untied him. He got up and left after saying goodbye. As he noticed the road signs leading to the highway, he followed it until he was able to call down a police officer to escort him to his house. When he arrived at the front doorsteps, his family gave him warm hugs because they had missed him for a while. He acted calm because he did not wanted them to know about his tug games he had with people. However, his silence was cracked when his family noticed rope marks around his wrists and ankles. He said that he was playing on a swing set, when it tangled over him creating the marks, and his family believed him, although it was not plausible.

After going through several tugs, Dexter was able to keep a password locked journal about his adventures, and hopes he would be able to experience it again. As he want to bed, that night, he dreamt about being tied up and tortured by strangers. He had a wonderful time from being scared to having a feeling of being protected. Than, morning dawned on him, and he got up in a changed way.

The End

Next: Sequel to Story: The River: The Tug Wizard
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: The River

Postby sarumansauron » Thu May 26, 2011 2:21 pm

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