The tickle-chair

Postby lasse672000 » Fri Dec 03, 2010 9:51 am

Her parents got a delivery yesterday. The card attached didn’t say from where or whom. All it says is: “This chair is to be used, only when you are feeling down and lonely. If so, strip down to underpants, sit down and let the chair do the rest. Time limit is one hour.”

Let me describe the chair for you: It looks like one of those rustic armchairs from the 18´th or 19´th centuries, with a padded seat, only it doesn’t swivel. It also has a padded headrest. Nothing out of the ordinary so far, right? Now for the weird bit; there are seven leather straps attached to it: one quite high up on each armrest, two on the seat, one each on the front legs and finally, one on the headrest. It also has a (strapless) footrest. Along with the chair came a box, containing what could best be described as a ball-gag.

And now her; she is about 3 foot 2 inches (1 meter 60 centimetres), a fraction over 99 lbs (45 kilos), maybe fourteen or fifteen years old, green eyes and ash-blond, thick hair halfway down her back. The type of girl all teenage boys dreams of dating, but few, if any, will. However, if she has any faults, it is that she is a bit of a know-it-all. If she encounters something, she doesn’t understand she must study it, until she does. This time though, she is about to bite off way more than she can chew.

“This looks fairly harmless.” she says to herself, buckles the gag behind her head, and sits in it. She puts her head in the headrest. Suddenly, the strap comes to life and buckles itself around her head. At the same time, a shield is lowered, covering her eyes, followed by the tightening of the rest of the straps. In less than a minute, she is trapped in the chair, with no hope of getting out.

‘OK! Now, that’s interesting!’ she thinks. ‘I wonder, what happens now?’ It’s not long before she has the answer to that question. It starts as a tingling sensation, all over her body, escalating to a tickling one. She squeals and worms, in the (vain) hope of getting away, but the straps holds her firmly in place. It goes on for quite a while, only to suddenly stop. She gasps for air, wondering how she will be able to stand this for an hour. The tingling suddenly starts again, but this time, instead of another severe tickle, she get sharp but gentle slaps all over her body, including her face and behind.

The chair keeps alternating between tickling and slapping her all over, for an hour, and then it releases her. But not before her parents comes home and finds her strapped to it. Their only reaction is to ask her if she had a good time. Embarrassed about getting caught, she can only answer, she had.
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Re: The tickle-chair

Postby Jay Feely » Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:04 am

Cool start
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 tickle-chair

Postby sarumansauron » Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:25 am

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

Re: The tickle-chair

Postby Plueschbabycd » Fri Dec 03, 2010 11:42 am

Yes very nice start form a story. I wish would that I know where I get this chair. But think if I would find, it would properly to expensive and my parents would shurly not react like. I think also I would not get this chair form them.
Andrew
"Don´t dream it, be it." Dr. Frank N. Furter in Rocky Horror Picture Show

Re: The tickle-chair

Postby milagros317 » Fri Dec 03, 2010 2:31 pm

Very nice start. :D

PS: 1.60 meters is about 5 feet, 2 inches (not 3 feet, 2 inches) which is probably the height you meant.
I love bondage, tickling, and women's bare feet. :D
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Re: The tickle-chair

Postby lasse672000 » Sat Dec 04, 2010 2:34 am

Sorry! My mistake!
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