Anyone Know the Original Author?

Postby PiggyBoy » Sun Oct 19, 2014 3:24 pm

This is one of my favorite stories of all time and there were more by this guy before him, but the site has been down for almost a year now. Anyone know the author of this?



Rob had an electric tootbrush, a hair brush, a pair of chop sticks, a feather, a plastic fork, and other tools of the tickling trade. Rob used his fingers first, dragging them up and down the soles of our feet. I curled and flexed my toes and felt the nylon material curl and move along with them. The tan nylons felt so funny on my tiny feet and situation was beyond strange. Not saying last time was better but the girl clothes we wore last time came from Mark's girlfriend Danielle and it was her idea. In this situation there was no girl. It was me and Thomas at the mercy of his brother Rob who had taken the time to buy nail polish and various nylons, paint our toes, and then make us wear the stockings.

Thomas and I were both 12 at the time and I had no idea but I later realized when I was older that Rob had a fetish. More than one. The tickling was obviously one of them and I'd say feet too because that was his main target when he tickled us. I can't say for sure because I never saw it but Thomas told me years later that Rob had a whole collection of nylons and girls clothes Thomas found in his room once. He admitted to his brother that he had a thing for girl clothes too.

Though I didn't think anything of it at the time. I just thought it was a humiliating situation to be in. A 12 year old boy with his toenails painted pink and wearing a pair of suntan knee high stockings. The fact that we were gagged so we couldn't even protest made it more demeaning.

After Rob used his fingers a hair brush was used to tickle my stomach and feet. He briefly turned the hair brush on his brothers feet before switching to the feather. "Kootchi kootchi koo" he taunted me as the feather brushed across my toes and over my soles. Then he used the chop sticks to tickle and poke between my toes.

He gave me a breather while he used the electric toothbrush to tickle Thomas. He moaned into his gag every time the toothbrush touched one of his feet. After ten minutes of tickling Thomas he used the toothbrush on me. Out of all his tools I'd say the toothbrush tickled the worst.

He tortured us for an hour and a half before giving it a rest. It was getting dark out and when he stopped tickling us Thomas started mumbling through his gag to get his attention. Rob ripped the tape off and Thomas spit the stockings out and told his brother he needed to go to the bathroom.

Rob untaped his hands and ankles and handed him the feather. "If you want to use the bathroom you have to tickle your friend first."
I grunted into my gag and shook my head as Thomas took the feather. "Sorry about all of this" he said and started tickling my stockinged feet.
Rob made him tickle me for a few minutes before he let him run off to the bathroom. Then he untaped my hands and ankles and saved my gag for last. I spit the wet stockings out of my mouth and asked how long are you going to keep us tied up and gagged for. "All weekend" was his answer.

When Thomas finished up in the bathroom Rob made us those frozen microwave dinners so we could eat. We got to watch some TV and use the bathrooms one last time before he taped our hands together and wrapped our ankles. The stockings were stuffed in our mouths and he gagged us with a few strips of tape. "I'm letting you get off easy tonight. Tomorrow the gags will be tighter like last time."

He treated us to one more tickle session before he called it a night. In the morning the gags and tape was removed again and had made us pancakes for breakfast. It was such a nice day out he decided to give us a break and let us go outside for a while. The condition was we had to wear the tan nylons and no socks with our sneakers. We agreed since we were wearing pants and nobody was going to see anyway.

We hung out at the park all day and returned at his five o'clock curfew and eat pizza for dinner. Then it was back upstairs to Thomas's room where he made us take off our sneakers. Our feet had sweat a bit since we weren't wearing socks and the tan nylons were moist and damp. Rob made us take them off and gave us new pairs to put on. Mine were black stockings and Thomas was given a pair of white stockings. We put them on and Rob had us hold our hands out and ball them up into fists. He wrapped tape around our fists so we couldn't open them at all and then he taped our ankles together on the bed.

He grabbed the tan stockings I was wearing and balled them up. "Open wide" he said to Thomas. "Please don't use those" Thomas begged him.
"You don't have a choice now open up before I use Mark's underwear" Rob laughed.
"You can't do this to us!" Thomas shouted and then grunted as the stockings were shoved in his mouth. He started with a few strips of tape to gag him. Then he turned to me. I choked as the worn stockings were shoved in my mouth and I was gagged with strips of tape. Now I understood why Rob let us go out. He wanted us to get the stockings all sweaty and dirty and worn in so he could gag us with them.

He wasn't done yet. He took the roll of tape and continued to gag Thomas by wrapping tape around his head and mouth five times. Then he did the same to me. But he still wasn't done. He took ace bandages and wrapped them around our mouths tightly. Then more duct tape was wrapped around the bandages. As a final insult he took two more ace bandages and wrapped it around all that. Our cheeks were bulging. The gags were so tight it hurt.

It was time for next tickle session and he started with me by using a feather on one foot as his fingers on my other foot. I wanted to scream but the gag allowed nothing more than a soft whimper. I looked at Thomas as his cheeks puffed out with air as he tried to speak. He let out a horrible grunt from the taste of the stockings in his mouth. I knew exactly what he meant as his stockings tasted no better inside my mouth.

Rob switched and used the hairbrush on my nylon soles. Then he used the chop sticks to tickle my arches and between my toes. Finally he used the toothbrush. The whole time he taunted me by going "tickle, tickle, tickle", "tickle, tickle, tickle."

He spent an entire hour tickling my feet, stomach, and under my arms before he moved onto Thomas. I sat there in silence as he tickled Thomas for an hour straight. I finally thought he was done. He realized our fists were taped together but we could still move our arms around. So he wrapped some more tape around our arms and body to make sure we couldn't move them around.

Then he came back with three more electric toothbrushes he had bought for the occasion and a few zipties. Two of the brushes were pressed up against my feet and ziptied in place. The same was done to Thomas.

Then he turned them on. We squirmed all over the bed as the toothbrushes tickled the soles of our feet constantly. "You know these things have a 24 hour battery life" Rob shouted over the noise of the toothbrushes. "Maybe I'll just let them go until they run out." We both mumbled and shook our heads NO but he couldn't hear us over the toothbrushes and was too busy laughing.

He left us alone and let the toothbrushes run for two hours straight. When he finally came in to turn them off we weren't struggling or mmmphing. We were so exhausted we just laid there as the bristles continued to turn and stroke our feet.

He turned them off and cut the zipties to remove them. Then he decided it was lights out. Those awful gags stayed on until morning and took Rob five minutes each to remove. He untaped us, let us go to the bathroom and then we had waffles and English muffins. The taste of the stockings stayed inside my mouth all day.

Seeing as how it was Sunday and his parents were due home by that night he took it easy. He gagged us after breakfast with the worn stockings again and by wrapping tape around our heads six times. Then we were taped up on Thomas's bed one more time and treated to another tickle session.

As a final punishment he untaped us but made us keep the gags on. "Remember last time?" he said as he pulled my underwear up and gave me a wedgie. He did the same to Thomas and use duct tape to tape both the wedgies in place around our waists. He put frilly pink aprons on us and told us to make the place look spotless for his mom and dad.

Right before they got home the gags were removed and Rob hid all the nylons and used his moms nail polish remover to clean our toes. He warned us not to say a word and told us their parents would be going away again soon on vacation.

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Re: Anyone Know the Original Author?

Postby Unknown » Mon Nov 09, 2015 6:05 pm

Hey. I'm the original author actually. I've written a few stories on a few different sites, but most of them were lost when Dreambook shut down. Just to be clear, this story and all my stories were works of fiction. I know it's wrong and illegal in real life for people to be tied up against their will. But I think sites like this and works of fiction (as long as they're classified as fiction) are harmless.

I'm glad I found this actually. I might continue this story if the admins don't mind. Or maybe I'll just post some new stories.

Re: Anyone Know the Original Author?

Postby AlexUSA » Mon Nov 09, 2015 6:42 pm

Unknown wrote:Hey. I'm the original author actually. I've written a few stories on a few different sites, but most of them were lost when Dreambook shut down. Just to be clear, this story and all my stories were works of fiction. I know it's wrong and illegal in real life for people to be tied up against their will. But I think sites like this and works of fiction (as long as they're classified as fiction) are harmless.

I'm glad I found this actually. I might continue this story if the admins don't mind. Or maybe I'll just post some new stories.


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Re: Anyone Know the Original Author?

Postby xtc » Tue Nov 10, 2015 4:30 am

Unknown wrote:Hey. I'm the original author actually. I've written a few stories on a few different sites, but most of them were lost when Dreambook shut down. Just to be clear, this story and all my stories were works of fiction. I know it's wrong and illegal in real life for people to be tied up against their will. But I think sites like this and works of fiction (as long as they're classified as fiction) are harmless.

I'm glad I found this actually. I might continue this story if the admins don't mind. Or maybe I'll just post some new stories.



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