How To Be A Tickle Slave

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Horror Writing | Screenplay Writing | How To Write | Write Books | Read Write | Writing Tips | Writing Tools | Writing Community I mean,” Dena said, still on top of me, “I need special ropes, just for you, Jess. Just to tie you up with. That’s why we’re going shopping.”

Mariss, we need to see your finest rope. It should be nice and soft, and plenty of it!” Dena said as I blushed the color of Marisa’s vest. What was she doing? Dena gave me that evil grin. “No, it doesn’t,” she said, inching over to me and putting her arm around me. “I guess I have to decide whatever is more HUMILIATING for you, huh? Being tied up by one girl or two. Tough choice.”I almost fainted, he called me beautiful, he even made specimen sound like the most deep thoughtful and meaningful compliment. My heart melted. Well, I hear if you run the rope through the washer and dryer, it REALLY softens it up. You know, so it doesn’t hurt him when he’s tied up,” Marisa said. You mean we should gag him? Wow – you play serious,” Marisa said. “What do you want to gag him with? We have some rags or tape or something?”

I agreed and laughed excitedly and couldn't believe this was happening. Nor could I believe it when she came downstairs. With a totally different look on her face. And wearing my beloved Hawaiian shirt over her sleeveless one - the one I'd lost months ago and she said she didn't know where it was. I was determined to keep our secret. “N-no, never,” I said. “You’re not going to hurt me, are you?” Care to try it on, Jess,” Dena asked, devastatingly while I blushed and giggled. “Nah, guess not. I’ll take two bundles.” WHAT!" 6 hours seemed out of the question i mean... 6 whole hours thats like 360 minutes....21600 seconds or torture... If you want to add in things from other places (like virtual reality or vore) go ahead, just make sure it fits with your story (no furries though)Well,” Marisa said with a killer smile and blush, reaching across the counter and taking my hand, “I haven’t tied anyone up since I was about 10. I get off at 6 – would you mind…” Now Marisa blushed, then bit her lip, then held her hand over her mouth in disbelief. “Omigod, are you serious?” she asked with a laugh.

Silence, kidnap boy,” Dena yelled, and gagged me with her hand. “Yes, I’ve let you go these past couple weeks. I bet you don’t even fear me, evil Dena anymore, do you?”

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A couple years ago, when I was 20 or so, my ex-girlfriend Amy taught me a lesson I'll never forget. We were still kind of friends, but for many reasons I was very obnoxious and arrogant with her, annoying her to no end. She finally had it and decided I needed to be brought down a few pegs. And hi, Jeff. You pal-ing around with Dee this weekend?” Marisa asked, giving me an affectionate pat. She liked me – one thing great about Dena was she made sure all her friends liked me. I love tying you up", Amy said. "I should have done this sooner. Makes me feel like I can do ANYTHING to you." I stumbled my senses going into overload trying to absorb the sight of him, his manly sent and the sound of his sexy erotic voice. At that moment, Dena arrived with a folding chair from downstairs and placed it near my head, sitting down in it. Marisa continued to pin me, her knees at my sides and her feet behind her.

Dee – HI!” Marisa yelled, coming from behind the counter to hug her. She too, was hot. She had reddish-brown hair that was curly and past her shoulders, almost always tied in a pony tail. She wore a red-company vest over her button down short-sleeved sweater (it was warmish) and grey chinos and clogs. Yes, she was hot. Marisa played along like a pro. “Hmm,” she frowned, “no I do NOT!” Did you bring something to gag him with?” I was walking through the eerie Middleton woods in Leeds, U.K. I always liked to adventure the Middleton woods as a child and even now as a teen (15) I was walking down a familiar path, but it was foggy so I was stumbling more frequently than I would have usually. Knowing it can not be good. I could already feel a tingly sensation spiing on my instep of the sole. It was already causing me to erupt in slight giggles. I was surprised by how much I was enjoying myself. I thought it was going to be annoying. But he was masterful at the pacing, bringing me right to the edge of painful laughter, managing to always keep it enjoyable. I’ll be honest: It felt great. It felt wonderful to laugh.You have been a total (a)hole to me for weeks, with all your lewd suggestions and sly comments. I've tried to be sweet, but I've had it!" Amy said sharply. Well you see, i have sent out letter to your father he has 80 days to pay your ransom, you will not be leaving im afraid." Matty was the first to break the silence "did you enjoy that small one" .No matter where or who i go to i always get called small one, but im 5'2" which is still pretty tall and i Luuxen? But sir, I was only going for my routinely walk in the woods when i fell down a rather steep hill. I apologies for intruding your territory i will leave right away" God, Dena! Isn’t that gross? I mean, your feet?” Marisa exclaimed while I yelled into Dena’s latest foot-gag.