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My Ticklish Night Out

As I was driving home from a long day at work. I realized I wanted to have some fun. I haven't had any fun since last year at the carnival, so I decided I would call my girlfriend and ask her if she wanted to go to a movie. I called and she said that that would be good. Little did I know, she had about six of her friends at her house. She lived in a log cabin way out in the woods. I knew in my mind that we weren't going to the movies at all. We were going to have a little fun tonight. I pulled up to her house and and knocked on the door. She opened the door and welcomed me in. And boy she was looking great. She had a short teeshirt on with only panties.

Her friends were preparing for their fun they had in store for me in the basement. She laid on her long couch and I sat on the foot of the couch by her feet. She said her feet where sore and asked me if I would massage them. I had a little foot fetish of my own so I couldn't pass that up. She was a foot lady also. As I was massaging, I lifted her beautiful feet to my mouth and sucked her pretty little toes. Her feet where wonderful. She had no corns or anything. Her soles where silky smooth.

After about 10 minutes of this I heard a knock on the floor. This was her sign from her friends that they were ready. But she said it was nothing. She said to me to close my eyes and wait for a present. So I did. I felt something grab my feet. I thought this was wonderful. Then I felt nylons tying my ankles tightly. I always loved to be tied up so I didn't say anything. Then she asked me if she could tie my wrists. I gladly let her. There I was all tied up thinking I was going to get some. Next she blindfolded me and sat on the couch. She whistled and I heard people running up the basement stairs. They knocked me out by putting something on a rag and made me breathe it in. I passed out.

When I woke up I was tied to something like a touture table. I think it was one. I was tied so good I literally had not even an inch of movement. My wrists were tied down with leather staps. My elbows, around my shoulders, my head, around my waste, knees, ankles where tied. They even had string tied around my toes and fastened to my ankle straps so my feet couldn't wiggle at all. I was blindfolded and gaged. They said they where going to tickle me silly. I trembled with fear. My older sister used to tickle me until I passed out when I was a child. I always had a fear of being tickled.

Soon after that I felt fingers dragging on my stomach. I tried to move away but there was no way in hell I was going to get away from this. I bucked and squirmed as they tourtured my stomach. And this was only one person and I couldn't take it. She moved her fingers in circles around my naval. This was too much. Then Ifelt two more hands scrape my sides. Then I felt and hand on each of my extremly ticklish feet. Another had my knees. And then my armpits. All I could do was take this touture.

After about an hour of this I couldn't even move and my lungs ached from the laughing. They took off my gag and I begged for mercy. No use. They said this was only the beginning of my tourture. They did the worst things to me. They played tic tak tow on my stomach and feet with ball point pens. And cleaned me with toothbrushes and soap. They had feathers too. They covered my feet in honey and licked it off over and over again. I felt about six tounges running over my belly. And they sucked my toes for what seemed like hours. My tourture lasted all night long.

I was soooo sore and my lungs hurt so bad. The last thing they did to me was horrible. They got electronic mixers and had feathers hooked up to them. They turned them on slow and had them proped up by my feet. They sat there and watched me scream for about an hour and a half. While this was going on they took turns tickling my belly and sides. I finally passed out in the last 10 minutes of my night long torture.

I woke up in the bed in my girlfriend's house. I looked to see where she was. She had breakfast cooked for me. I was almost too sore to eat. We had a talk. She apologized and said she had to do it because she had a fantasy of doing this to someone for a long time. I said it was OK and told her I would get her back someday. She laughed and said, "I hope that day comes sometime soon."

I hope you liked My story.

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