My Ticklish Captive
(Posted on Friday, March 30, 2001)
This story was submitted by TheGnome01@aol.com.

One lonely Saturday night I was very bored and had nothing to do, so I sat around and hoped that someone would call me so that I'd have something to do. Within a couple of minutes the phone rang and I heard a sweet girl on the phone. "Yes!!" I thought inside of my head.

She told me that she was also bored. "Could we get togther?"

I quickly said, "Sure! Why not? I'll pick you up in a couple of minutes."

I arrived at her house and noticed that she had just twisted her ankle. I jumped out of the car and ran to her rescue. She made this sweet little cry like a cat and said, "Ouch. My Ankle."

I noticed that her door was still open, so I picked her up and carried her inside. I shut the door with my foot, carried her upstairs to her room and laid her out on her bed. She was making this sad face as her ankle bothered her. She asked me to get her some ice.

I said, "Sure" and darted down the stairs. I darted back up the stairs a few seconds later with some ice for her ankle. She then asked me If I could get her some ice cream. I ran down the stairs again and ran back up with some leftover vanilla that she had in her freezer. She sniffed her nose so softly that it was somewhat sexy. She then asked me for a cup of water.

I looked at her as if to say, "Why da fuck? You weren't asking me when I was downstairs for all dis shit." I shrugged my shoulders and ran downstairs again.

Then I heard some giggling and heard her dial her friend on the phone. "Girl, I got him! He thinks I'm hurt, but I just wanted to see if he would notice my feet."

I noticed her feet, but I didn't expect her to play a trick on me like this. "She's gonna pay," I thought and walked calmly up the stairs with no glass.

I was close enough to see her through the door hinges hanging up the phone. Then she started moaning. "Ouch. My ankle. Ouch. Please..."

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"My ankle," she sexily said.

"Here. Let me rub it for you," I responded. I sat at the foot of the bed and started to massage her foot. "I know your ankle doesn't hurt," I said to her softly in my best detective voice.

She quickly gave it up. I could feel her smiling behind my back. "I guess you got me, huh?"

"Yep," I quickly responded. "So why did you do it?" I asked.

"I just wanted to know if you noticed my feet or not."

"Of course," I said. I also noticed that she had a brass bar bed stand. I climbed to the head board and saw some hair bands connected to it. I started massaging her breast and tying her hands up at the same time. By the time I was finished tying her up, I saw the same hair bands at the foot of her brass bed connected to the bars. I started digging my fingers into her pussy and tying her ankles to the bed. I massaged her pussy and breast as a distraction while I tied her up.

She finally asked me, "What are you doing?"

I said nothing, took her shirt and covered her eyes with it. In a singing and sarcastic voice I told her, "Don't move. I'll be right back."

"You'd better!" She told me.

Then I decided to run down to my car for something. I saw a long white feather sitting in the grass. I figured that it must've been abandoned by some bird earlier that day. I decided to cancel my trip to the car and ran back in and up to her room. "Guess what?" I teased her as I hid the feather in my pocket and pointed to her socks. "I'm going to pull these off of you."

While I was pulling off her socks ever so slowy, I was saying, "Sweetie, I gotta teach you a lesson." Now I had her lying on her bed with her ankles and wrists tied. All that she had on were her skirt and panties and she was completely barefoot. She was speechless, but smiling. I snactched the bird's feather out of my pocket and waved it into the air. She started trying to get free and started trying to get loose, but I brought the feather down to her armpit and started dancing it around in small circles.

"HAHAHAHA!!!NOOOOOOO!!! DON'T DO THIS!!!! HAHAHHAHA! OH PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAH. I'M SORRY ... I'M SORRY, HAAAA!" She started bouncing and swinging everywhere. I took the feather and tickled her pussy with it. "HAHAHAHAHAH!! I HAHAHAHAH!!! WA-- WAHA HAH!!! YOU HAHA!! HAHAHA!! TO STOP!!!!!"

"No, no, no," I said. "Fun is fun!" I continued as I stroked the feather in between her thighs and mocked her laughing. Then I took the feather and asked her, "Had enough?"

"YEAH!" She answered loudy. "I want you to fuckin' untie me now!" She comanded.

I danced the feather on her naval area. "My, my. Aren't we rude?" I said. Now I'm ready for the grand finish. I pulled the feather away and moved it to her feet. I started making little circles right in the center of her bare soles.

"OHHHHH GOD!!! NO!!!! HAAHAHAHAHA!!!!! HAA!!!!! HAAAA!!!! NO!!!! I'M GONNA PEE LIKE SHIT!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHA!!!! HAAHAHA!! NOO!!!!!!"

I started getting so hard that I thought my shit (dick) was gonna break in my pants. As I continued to tickle her feet with the feather, she started swinging her feet in circles trying to move them from the feather. I lifted her skirt up and saw her pee squirting out like a water gun. She was laughing so hard. Then I asked her, "Had enough?"

She could barely speak. "You..Better... Fuckin... Stop..! I just urinated on myself! Let me take a shower. You bast--HAHHAHAHAH!!! PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAH!!"

I continued tickling her feet. Then I stopped and pulled my dick out and tickled her feet with the head of my dick. She busted out laughing and started wining. This was also too much for me and I shot my soildiers all over her feet and legs. I knew that she had learned her lesson. I started tickling her at exactly 8:09 p.m. and stopped at about 9:51 p.m.

Then I sat on her and tickled her for a few seconds on her armpit saying, "The next time you lie to me, I'll do this shit for a day, do you understand me?"

"HAHAHAHAHAH!!! YES!!! PLEASE!!!"

"Alright," I said. "Now get dressed. We're late for our movie!!"

I untied her and told her to meet me in the car. I walked to the car knowing that she would come out, because if she hadn't, she would have lied despite the fact that I tickled her so damn long. So ten minutes later she came out and we left. The whole way to the movie she was quiet and I had to end it with, "Had enough!"

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