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YES....ITS CALLED BEATING SOMEONE UP...WHAT MADE YOUR STEPMOTHER ANGRY??? so..... what is the question? AnonymousApr 14 2009 7:17am Tickling in itself means NADA. To pin someone down to tickle IS--but thats wrestling!Being a practical person, I just figure if she has 30% percent more weight on the guy and she isnt obese.then Safe bet she has him the muscle department. truth sayerApr 16 2009 8:36am I was tickle tortured by my now ex-girlfriend, i was tied down naked and spreadeagled on the bed. I hate being tickled but she loves doing it. She told me to keep absolutely still while she tickled me thoroughly from head to toe, every time i moved she smacked my balls. SimonJul 14 2009 7:33am I was often tickled when I was younger, and I was usually too weak to get away, which became a nice little fixation for me when I grew up. ;) Ticklish girly-armsFeb 13 2010 5:36pm I like the sound of that game Simon, i might try that on my bf. Did you manage to stay still or did she hit you a lot? NicolaMay 31 2010 12:05am I like the sound of that game Simon, i might try that on my bf. Did you manage to stay still or did she hit you a lot? NicolaMay 31 2010 12:05am Nicola, I couldn't keep still, no. Everytime i moved she hit my balls harder and more times. Eventually she gave up the tickling and continuously smacked me in the balls. After a while she asked if i had had enough, when i said yes she said "well i havent" and she carried on whacking me until she grew tired. SimonAug 16 2010 8:00am 1 -1'Feb 26 2016 5:38am I now had an aunt living in our town for the last 8 months. She was 16 years older and I was a young 17 year old. No we never did “it†Sure we’d cuddle now and then, but we weren’t stupid and never crossed a certain line. My story starts about 2 weeks after my 17th birthday. My parents were going out to “enjoy themselves†the way parents do sometimes. Of course me being the sneaky teen I am, I had it all planned out. Since my parents were gone this would be a perfect time to spend a few hours with my Aunt Carrie who was coming over to babysit. I swiped er… barrowed . terminator 3 off the Internet and burned it so we could watch it on the Xbox… At 6:45pm (right after dinner) my parents left and I got ready for Carrie. I changed into my usually baggy zip off cargo jeans which were wide enough that they were loose but secure and the legs went down past my feet. I also took out a “saying†shirt Carrie loved joke shirts I never understood it, but I wore them none the less. This particular one was black and had words that said “I have just kidnapped myself, give me $1,000,000 dollars or you’ll never see me again. (here’s a link http://www.hottopic.com/Assets/product_images/lg/225374_lg.jpg) I had short ankle socks (I hate them ones that start going up the leg) and my black with midnight blue flame streak shoes. I also had my steel, with matrix green inside wrist watch which I usually keep on just because it feels strange with out it and matched well with the rest of my cloths. Carrie should be here any moment, but I still needed to do something with my hair. My hair was always a mess, I tried to comb it down the best I could but it always stuck back up again. The door bell rang, I walked out of the bathroom and answered the door. I was for a moment in shock. Carrie was utterly beautiful. Her straight shoulder length black hair had a shine to it. I noticed her shirt was one of those that had three rips by her breast, exposing her a bit. She had long loose pants. Secured with a brown belt and those black high ankle leather boots. She smiled and we kissed briefly before I let her inside. I invited her on the couch and she sat down. “Nice shirt†she said “Thanks I replied†I noticed she had seemed a bit tense about it. But I shrugged and sat down next to her. “So what you wanna do?†Carrie said “Well I just got Terminator 3 off kazaa so we can watch it if you want?†I said “Yea… in a little while†She replied. Knowing that it may be a while before the movie I sat down next to her. She moved next to me and rested her head at my side. Now conversation I was kinda good at with a girl, but as girls could go on for hours I could only master about 45 min. Carrie had recently gone to a friends house and I decided it would be a good to ask her how it went. “So how was your day?†I said “Oh it was great we played a few games, and at the end we tied Jamie to a support pole in the basement and tickled her senseless (laughs) †Carrie replied excitedly. I just sat there, I was in shock. I had known her for nearly 8 months, I thought I knew everything about her. (As for as long as we talked I damn well better know a lot about her) My brain couldn’t register it. Did she just say what I think she said? My heart seemed to of gone into a freefall. It was one thing to have a aunt that had the same interests as you that you could easily get along with, but when she has the same ahem, INTEREST as you, the shock of it was like walking outside to get the paper only to find yourself caught in a hail storm of 100 dollar bills, its unexpected, but its certainly welcomed! I had to ask, ether I was going to get the strangest of looks, or I was going to hear music to my ears, but I needed to know. “You like bo… (no bondage sounded to harshly sexual, I decided to go for something a bit lighter) You like to tie-up games?†I asked slowly and carefully. She looked at me, as if thinking the same thing I had just thought about a moment ago. Then replied, “Yea, I know it’s kinda strange, but it’s great. (she paused briefly then said in a carefully toned voice) You should try it some time…†“I have…†I mumbled very quietly under my breath. Still remembering the first time I was tied up. This is my chance I thought. “Well, we got (I checked my watch) 4 hours why don’t we try it out?†I said “Ok, let me run home real quick I got a few things there†she said slightly flushed So she walked home, (it was only two blocks down) and in 15 minutes she returned with a backpack. “So what’s in it?†I asked mildly curious “Oh, you’ll find out†she said almost coldly By now my heart was racing, I could feel my addrelin going. (It was the same feeling you have when you get a near death experience or about to do something you can get in big trouble with.) The feeling poured through out my body, it was almost too much to take. Ok where to do this… then I had an idea… on my second move I got a new bed (the people who originally lived didn’t want to drag it along, so my old bed was still downstairs. It used to be a bunk bed so it had wooden rails going up to where the second bunk would be. “Come follow me, I’ll show yea a place we can do this†I said Carrie followed me I could hear metal clinking in the backpack and my heart went into another major freefall. On the way I noticed she eyed a gaming table. (It was about waist high and about 7 feet long and 4 feet wide.) I made a mental note to remember that table. I led her into a (ironically) guest room. Which had partially been converted into an office as my mom was a teacher. The bed was in the corner, she saw it and said “oOo perfect…†she said in that playful tone of hers I’ve grown to like so much. “so what’s the plan?†I asked breathing a little more than usual. “Well wanna have a tie up tournament?†she said enthusiastically “A what?!†I said though I had a good idea what it was “A Tie Up Tournament†“Basically we tie each other up 3 times and time each other. There’s a 15 minute limit. At which if you don’t get out you get the penalty. At the end we tally up our time and who ever has the shortest amount wins.†She said I was afraid to ask, but I had to say “And… what’s this… this penalty?†I said though I pretty much knew the answer “Why who ever is tied up gets tickled to death!†She said in a cruel tone. “and what’s the prize?†I said “You mean the prize for winning? Oh, well… I’m sure we can think of something†She said playfully winking at me. <heart did yet another free fall> “Ok right who gets tied up first?†I said She thought a bit then said “Lets flip a coin†“all right†I replied. I took out a quarter “heads or tails?†“Heads†I flipped the coin caught it in mid hair and slapped it on the top of my hand… tails… this time my entire body seemed to of exploded in anticipation “well†she asked still not knowing the answer “Your mine†I said excitedly “Oh… well, just remember, you will be next†Carrie said with a smile I went to my own stash and retrieved my rope, belt and slightly used roll of duct tape from under the stairs in the pantry. I came back and she rolled her eyes. “And what in the hell do you call that?†she said airily “What?†I said “Use my stuff or I’ll be out in a second flat.†She said “Oh yea? You think so?†I said daringly “I don’t think, I know†She said with a grin “Well we’ll see about that†I said now grinning myself I uncoiled the rope which was kinda pitiful I had to admit. It was splitting at the ends and was in bad shape, but me being on the budget I was and not wanting to get caught with like a dog cage or something totally outrages I stayed as simple as I could. Rope and duct tape… cant get much more simple than that I thought. “all right lay down on the bed.†“ok but I’ll be out in no time†she said she laid down on the bed and went limp. “bind away†she said lazily I looked at my “target†and saw she might be able to free her feet with those slippery boots so. I sat down on the bed. Put one of her feet in my lap and began unzipping it “Hey what are you doing?†she said almost laughing “taking off these boots what do you think?†I said in an obvious tone “And why are you doing that?†she said mildly interested “Why, so I can tickling you after your 15 minutes is up†I said with an evil grin “Heh since when are you a little smart ass?†“Oh you haven’t seen half of what I am yet…†I said giving her the evil grin again “oh I can’t wait†she said in her playfully sexy tone I unzipped her boot and pulled it off exposing her sock her toes wiggling. Then I removed the other boot. There I thought now she wont be able to escape from that so easily. So I began to tie her up. I grabbed about a 3 foot piece of rope. And picked up her right wrist (which was up against the wall) Her hand hung lifelessly, as she made no attempt to stop me from tying her down. I wrapped the rope around twice her wrist and pushed the rope through the 2 wraps then made a double knot. Then I stretch out her arm to the bed post on the right side and did the same thing. I then got another rope same length and started doing the other wrist. She stared at me, mouth slightly opened and eyes of innocents. Her 3 ripped shirt showed better than ever. She tested he bonds and then laid limply again. I proceeded to her cute feet. (I had a thing for feet, but never told anyone. Not even her… hell actually this would be the first time I admitted it… funny in a way. Never said a word then posted it to hundreds of people across the globe. Anyway) I crawled across her and she gave a playful “oOo Lenny†I went to her right foot and proceeded to push her pants leg up so it exposed her smooth ankle. I did the same thing that I did to her wrist to her ankle. But before tying it to the bed I dragged her by her feet so her arms were stretched out “You ok?†I said “Oh I’m ok, but YOU wont after I get out of this.†She said with her own evil grin I then stretched out her leg and tied the other side of the rope to the post. Then got off the bed and did the same to the other foot. She tested those bonds as well. “Ha! That’s it? I’m disappointed in you Lenny, I would have expected more outta you.†She said sarcastically “You know what?†I said with a almost a laugh “What?†she said smiling “You talk too much, I’ll fix that.†I said and did a evil laugh (the brahahAHAHAHA!) I went into the laundry room, the one thing about my family is when it came to chores they were lazy. They would stuff 2 or 3 loads in a single basket before bringing it upstairs. So I was almost certain I’d find a sock. Low and behold I found a nice clean white one. I went back into the office and took a look at her. She looked at me and then to the sock. “So you DO know a little bit about bondage†she said I didn’t reply I immediately stuff the sock in her mouth, then duct tapped her mouth shut using the same wrapping motion Jenny and Abby used on me 7 years back. Though trying to duct tape as little hair as possible. I looked at her helpless body, spread eagle across MY bed. A girl tied down to MY bed. It was something special indeed. But then I had an idea… I took the duct tape and wrapped it around the knots, tightly. Carrie made a fairly high pitched mMm of impressed. I then looked down and admired my work. Simple, but hard. I thought I did a pretty good job. I took of my watch switched it to “timed†and pushed one of the small silver color side buttons. The watched beeped signaled Carrie to go and try to break her bonds. I sat down on the side of the best and watched her struggling against the bonds. At first she was just flailing and I laughed thinking this game was mine and I’d be tickle torturing her in no time. But I just realized she was loosening the bonds so she could stretch a bit more. Pretty soon she could reach the duct taped knot at her left hand. She began picking at the tape with he finger nail. It slowly started to peel off… She grabbed a loose corner of it and pulled. It started to come off revealing the double knot. She began picking at that and it started to come loose. She then pulled the loop a bit, then pulled loosening the rope even further. Then repeating the same tactic. I checked my watch 6 minutes… I looked up and he hand was free she began ripping off the other duct tape and then started on the knot. Both her hands were soon free. She gave me a quick look of Ha! then proceeded to her feet. Which now with two hands she freed her feet pretty easily. I pushed the watch button again. “well how did I do?†Carrie asked “8min 23sec…†I said… I was kinda disappointed I was hoping for a bit of tickle torture, but oh well. “hmmm bit longer than I expect, still after I’m through with you those 8 min are going to seem like 8 seconds. Now lay down on that table out there.†I glanced at the table… I knew it was coming. I sighed, preparing for the worst and got onto the table careful not to hit my head on the pool light (a square hanging light with 2 light bulbs inside, the original owner of the house had a pool table however we did not.) I laid onto the table stomach down. “Oh no you don’t that would be too easy and besides how am I suppose to tickle you when the best parts of your body are covered†she smiled again I rolled over onto my back. Meanwhile Carrie went and got the backpack. Finally I can see what was inside this thing. She opened it and spilled the contents onto the floor beside the table. I peeked over and my mouth dropped instantly. This girl had the whole frickin works!!! She had regular handcuffs, chain cuffs, strangely flat rope, 2 rolls of duct tape, a couple of weird looking belts, a scissors, and a bunch of tickle instruments I was praying never would be used on me. “Oh yes, you see Leonard, me on the other hand have got it all… and I assure you. I WILL be using it all on you by the end of this little game.†She said with the best evil grin yet I on the other hand was still in shock, though we have only been AUNT and BF for 8 months I’d known her since a couple of months after I moved in or about 4 years. How in the hell did she have all this… this stuff. The WHOLE time and I never noticed. I had my dream girl living just a few blocks from my house and I never noticed!!! “You better relax, your in for a rough night†Carrie said as she shifted through her toys of torture Carrie grabbed the flat rope. I looked at it, I knew it’s flatness had to have a purpose, but I couldn’t put my finger on it. She began unraveling it. It had to be it least 40 feet long. She started cutting it into various lengths with the scissors. “You call that old junk rope? Just you wait till you try MY rope†She laughed and I started to panic. Last thing I wanted is to endure another major tickle torture episode. After she was done cutting she took a fair length piece of rope, picked up my wrist, (her fingers felt cool against my now hot skin) and tied it to my wrist, tightly too. “Um, that’s a bit… that’s a bit tight.†I said “Oh don’t be such a baby†she said in a mocking baby tone She then went under the table. She pulled my arm down so it went under the table then from the sounds of it she was wrapping the rope around the table leg. She then wrapped it around the other table leg and did the same thing with my other hand. I looked at the bonds. Actually hell what am I saying I couldn’t even SEE the bonds! It was under the table. Then she went for my feet. First she just stood there looking at them for a moment as if trying to figure out the best way to do it. She went to her pile of torture devices and took out a roll of duck tape. Then lifted my legs and began wrapping my legs up right down to my feet. I looked down. I looked mummified to the waste down. She then tied my feet up with the flat rope. Once again a bit tighter for comfort. She then went back to her pile… looked around and scratched her head, dug in her pack. “where in the hell is it?†she said to herself I was about to ask where’s what when her face lit up and she pulled out a ball gag! I was about to protest, saying I don’t exactly care for something that god only knows how many people of used, but before I could get so much as a word out I found it in my mouth. I tested my bonds… ultra tight. I could only move the inner part of my body up and down a few centimeters. Perhaps she noticed for what she said next. “Well have to do something about that†I heard the rip of duct tape and she began wrapping me in duct tape to the table. This was getting bad, I thought. “Ok what did you do to that watch?†Carrie said I said “on the bed†but it just came out “Mn mff ffeff†She laughed then replied “You know you look even cutter tied down like this†I felt my face flush. Ether that or it was the two hot bulbs beating down on me. She went into the office and came back with the watch. She looked at it, then pushed a button. I heard the beep. Immediately I tried to break free. I noticed immediately that she had wrapped the rope half way up the leg… If I could just shift the rope upwards I’d get more slack. I stretched as hard as I could. Painful, but rewarding I used my finger to dig under the ropes and lift them up. Then I did the same with the other side. My body stretched at every moment, but it was better than being “tickled to death†“Oh… good good, your smarter that I thought, but just wait till you try the rope.†She said with a grin Ha! I thought you an’t seen nothing yet. Now my hands could easily reach each other and I started to try and push the end of the rope in so I could make a loop in the knot, But no matter how hard I tried no effect. The flat rope had made it lose its stiffness when you tried to push it out, like a shoelace. I was in trouble. “3 minutes†she said I began digging my fingernails (if you can call them finger nails they were so short I couldn’t even pick up a penny without an effort. I started to pull on the knot. It was very tight, but I didn’t lose hope. I was NOT going to be tickled again. Not again! So I kept trying finally the rope started to give and I managed to free my left hand. (I was using my right to untie myself because that is my domient hand) I felt the rush of blood flowing through my free hand. I hadn’t noticed, but it had started to go insanely numb. I then tried to get up but the wrap of duct tape was holding me down. I looked up and noticed the end of it right above me. It was too easy. I began unraveling myself, but the second I got to the under side of the table I could reach the tape. Dammit I thought. “8 minutes†she said with a grin. She even began looking down at my shoes and tapped them a bit with her index finger, teasing me. Then I thought about what to do, I just laid there staring into the pool light for a moment. “Giving up so easily Lenny?†Carrie said I had it!!! The inner table had beams in it so there was a dip inside the table the one spot where there was duct tape underneath was on the outside. So I went straight to work. I dug my finger into the top most layer of duck tap (near my chin) and pulled the duct tap as hard as I could. It was pulled right out from under the table. YES! I thought. I looked at Carrie who had now bitten her lip. I immediately went to work. I got half way through. Each time I felt blood rushing into my body, though my right hand (which I still didn’t bother to untie) was becoming uncomfortably prickly) “10 min†she said got through the top half of my legs “11 minutes†got through the rest of the duct tap all what was left was the last bit of rope. “13 minutes†I got up and slowly lowered myself to the edge. This was a mistake I fell over and because of the rope I fell straight down. I manage to catch myself with my hands ,but it still hurt like hell “Ouch, Are you ok?†she laughed “mMfff†I said as I started to twist my body so I could see the rope. “14 minutes†I began frantically untying the knot, but it was so tight. Finally I did it. I DID IT! I wasn’t going to be tickled I looked to her who pointed to my now pulsing hand and to the gag. I screamed into the gag. “You got 13 seconds†I ripped off the gag and frantically fumbled with the rope around my wrist. I kept trying even though I knew I was doomed. Finally I was free. I looked to her. Only to see her lunge at me and knock me over. “TOO LONG†she began tickling my ribs. I laughed and started to push her off. She laughed and put her full weight on me. And began tickling under my arm pits. I started to roll. We rolled over the top of each other over and over and over till we hit a wall. She got off, breathing heavily, but smiling none the less. “And that was just a taste of what I got.†She said laughing I got up. Shaking, but determined to get back at her. It was my turn. I decided to skip the table and go right to the big stuff. “Follow me, I have something for yea all right†I said barely able to keep it in. If she accepts this I’d get a dose of heaven. Suspended bondage of a girl. Oh yea! Part II coming soon 15 min Me 8min 23sec for Aunt Carrie... However I swore I'd get my revenge... I led her into the laundry room and pointed to the ceiling which had long support beams going across it. “Stay here†I said; she looked at me, puzzled, but stayed put. I went into the work room (basically filled with hunting, fishing equipment. It also had a pulley system which my dad got from a garbage at work. (there’s nothing wrong with it, but where my dad works <he’s a lineman> you must replace equipment after a certain date so it was tossed out. The pulley was mainly meant to help with cutting down trees, but tonight it was going to hang a girl by her feet. I smiled and my heart started to go into a free fall again. I hadn’t been this excited about anything in a long time. I picked up the pulley its 2 hooks clanked together as I brought it into the laundry room. I dropped the pulley system at her feet, I heard a large intake of breath and then she was about to say something, but I already headed upstairs to get something. I came back with one of those little fake climbing equipment that you put on key chains and stuff. It may not be smart for climbing, but for this it was perfect. I also had a belt. “Are you, are you going to hang me from that!†she pointed to the pulley system “Hell yea!†I said grinning “No, No, now you’re going to far.†She said. She had totally lost her playful “I’m so naughty†tone “Relax, I’ve done this to myself it least 4 times by now. (I didn’t mention two of those times involved very painful endings because the first time I just used rope and the second I tied the rope to the rafters to loosely and I fell head first to a concrete floor.) “Nothing to worry about†I said She looked at it, then to me. I could tell she wanted to be suspended, but she was nervous. Finally she said “Ok, but if I get hurt I shall torture you to all ends!†She said. My mouth went dry, There was a chance that I could make a mistake. I had to be very careful. “Ok lay down†I said. “wait†Carrie said, “Let me do something real quick†I watched as she pulled out a few dirty clothes and placed it directly under the rafters. Why did I think of that?! It could have saved me a load of pain. Not to mention money for Tylenol J “Ok ready†she said she laid down on the dirty cloths. I went over to her feet and started to pull of her socks. “Hey!†I stopped, one sock was complete still on and the other was only on by her toes. “relax†I said grinning “Without shoes or sox you’ll have more grip. And it’ll save me time†I said with a laugh “Yea, well just you wait†she said as the room was flooded with the smell of her feet. And so I started, I pulled off the rest of the sock. Then took off the other one. Her feet look so nice but smelled so terrible it took me a lot of will power to not just go tickle nuts on them right on the spot, but I kept reminding myself. Better things are to come! I sat down and put both of her bare feet into my lap. She was still laying down. Staring at me, with a “What are you going to do with me†expression on her face. I picked up the belt and began wrapping it around her bare feet forming a figure 8 then I wrapped once around the outside of her feet. I then made sure it was comfortably tight by dragging her a bit with just the figure 8 part. “That feel all right?†I asked “Yea, its all right†She said I noticed a strange tone… an airy one that reminded me of anticipation I then took a bit of rope got a chair. I pulled the chair up to one of the rafters and climbed onto the chair. I wrapped it around the rafter and quad tied it to make certain we wouldn’t have any accidents I then grabbed it with my hands and hung from it making sure it was secure. My hands hurt and were beat red after words, but that was a small price to pay for endless tickle torture. I took the pulley system and hooked the top part to the rope. I then took the “climber chain link†here’s a link if you still have no clue what I’m talking about http://www.chemlite.com/keychains/items/ClimberWatch.jpg I then used that and hooked it to the figure 8 part of the belt. I then lowered the pulley system, hooked it to the chain link, and pulled till there was no loose rope. Oh but I wasn’t finished yet. I went out and got some duck tape and some rope. I rolled her over and put her hands behind her back and I tied them together. Her bare feet, still dangling a few inches off the ground shifted back and forth causing her to roll a bit left and right. I then wrapped her arms in duct tape. I her sweaty sock off the floor and stuffed it in her mouth then wrapped her mouth with duct tap. Now came the best part. I pulled the rope in the pulley, and I watched as her bare feet slowly went into the air. Then her stomach, chest, and finally her head went into the air. She went Mfff Mff, I could tell she was enjoying it. I did notice her hair was touching the pile of clothes underneath her though. I couldn’t resist and I pushed her a bit. Helpless she rocked back and forth like some alien swing, I laughed. Carrie made an attempt to get free but I said “Hold on I’m not done yet†I started to wrap her in duct tape. I started at her shoulders and worked my way up till even the rope that was locked (and was the only thing that could be her down was wrapped in duct tape) With her in the air it was almost too easy. Then after she was totally covered in duct tape and the pulley was locked within the tape mess so not even I could get her down without cutting through the tape. I walked away and admired my job. She dangling by her bare feet, just hanging there, and swaying back and forth. Her Mff’s kept persisting. This was too much for me to bear, but I had to control myself. I went and got the watch and hit the start button it beeped and she immediately tried to get free. She struggled and wiggled around in the air. Causing her to rock back and forth even harder. Suddenly I heard a creak upstairs. SHIT I thought my parents are home. (actually poo wasn’t the only word I said, but I thought I’d keep this story’s age rating to a minimal level.) I panicked and was about to untie her, but I didn’t I kept listening. Carrie stopped struggling she was just dangling there helpless. Listening too, No more sounds. “Wait a minute†I said I went up to her and pushed her a little hard. She rocked back and forth and I heard the creaking sound once again, Whew I thought… “Don’t worry, it’s only the support beam†She gave me a dirty (but pretty pitiful considering how helpless she was) look She started to struggle again I realized the time was still going… it was up to 4 minutes already and she wasn’t even close to getting out. I sat down on the chair next to her watching her struggle. She was swinging around in great circles trying to undo the tape. She went nutz trying to break free from sheer strength alone, tiring herself out. For a while after that she just dangled there, lifelessly limp. Her eyes went to mine. “Give up?†I said she mad a pitiful attempt to shake her head “Only… (looked at watch) 6 minutes left†I said then grinned… Immediately she began struggling again. Her feet twisted around in the belt. She struggled moaning and cursing into the gag. “only 2 minutes left†I said She struggled wildly, I got off the chair and got the scissors and started to cut the front part of the duct tape off her but making sure the back where her arms were alone. She pushed with the new weak tape and she finally broke free of the duct tape, but she still had the ropes binding behind her. She was struggling like mad. “36 seconds left†I said totally losing control of my voice. This was going to be great, I thought. The excitement of my voice must of been caught by her, because she started to struggler even harder. She looked like a fish dangling from a stringer. Trying desperately to get away, but in reality she was done for. “TIMES UP!!!†I said louder than I meant too. “hmmm what should I do first†I looked at her, She was no longer struggling, but dangling there limp… preparing for the tickle torture. “Ah lets see what kinda toys you have†I said I went into the hall where the game table was and searched through the tickling toys of torture. Then I found something that looked interesting. It was battery operated. It looked almost like some sorta future scrub brush. But the bristles where very stiff. I turned it on and the bristles started to vibrate moving back and forth at a high speed. Oh yea I thought this will do. I went back into the room and revved the torture device (I turned it on and off real fast) she heard the rrrrRRRRrrrr rrrrRRRRrrrr and her eyes got big. She started screaming into the gag and shaking her head. I only nodded and laughed. I began lifting up her shirt (well pulling down if you count that she was hanging upside down) turned on the tickling machine and pressed it against her on the right side of her stomach, which I knew from experience was the most ticklish spot on her. She burst into laughter, course I only heard rapid mff mff mffff mff mff through her gag. I started rubbing the tickling machine around her stomach and she started to laugh even harder. Turning and twisting trying to get away. It was difficult as she kept spinning. But there was one place I knew she couldn’t get away. I stopped the machine. She hung there, breathing hard through her nose. Then I went for her bare feet, tied up with the belt, that was keeping her hanging from the ceiling. I turned on the tickling machine again and placed it at the tops of her bare feet. She went totally nuts, she was trying to lift her feet away from me, but since she could only move her legs she just rose up and down through the air. Her feet tried to curl but it was no good the belt kept them opened to my torture. I could hear her screams in the gag it made me want to tickle her more. So I started to tickle her stomach along with using the machine to tickle her bare feet. She was laughing to the point of crying. Ok, I thought I’ll tune it down a little. I turned off the tickling machine and instead just used my fingers on her bare feet. They felt incredibly smooth and soft. I watched her helplessly looking at me while laughing through the gag. It went on like this for about another 5 minutes before I stopped and took one last look at my helpless victim. She looked so cute… She just looked at me, with pleading eyes to let her down. I laughed then untied her hands. She immediately tried to unlock the pulley, but It was taped so I did it for her. I slowly lowered her down to the ground. She proceeded to take off the belt. “So what did yea think?†I said smiling “I think I’m going to enjoy torturing you in the next 2†she said completely out of breath though I could her a faint part of her playful voice returning “Heh. You really think so?†I said. I looked at her, she was totally out of breath and her face was beat red. If I got out of the next one quick enough she would still be too tired to fight the next one and I could win the “Prize†“Just watch and learn†she said I proceeded to get under the pulley thinking she was going to suspend me. (actually I was kinda HOPEING shed suspend me) but she said “Oh no, I’m saving the best for last, follow me.†She said Well I followed her back to her bag. Carrie picked out a chain cuff (don’t know the exact name so I made it up, basically a pair of hand cuffs on a longer than average chain.) but wait there no way I could escape from that! “Hey you can’t use that, it’s impossible to escape†I blurted out “Don’t worry I’ll put the keys in your hands, it’ll be a simple fix†she said smiling, but I didn’t like it one bit. I followed her into the guest bedroom, her bare feet slapping against the concrete. “All right get on the bed†she said I did, half excited, half scared… She took my hands and put them into the railing and did it so four bars where separating the two hands. Then put the handcuffs on me. She put them as tight as they could go and it hurt. I did notice I still had a little bit of room. But NOT enough where my hands could touch. She then placed the key in one of the key hole in the cuffs “Now don’t you go dropping that or you’ll really regret it†she said. She then proceeded to my feet. Amazing my shoes where still on this whole time. It had to be a record! She proceeded to use a pair of ankle cuffs on those making sure to lead the long chain around the bars of the bed first. She put these tight as well, I tried to move my feet, but the cuffs started to cut into my ankle so I ceased right away. She then picked up the watch. This is it? I thought… she must be betting on the fact I’ll drop the key. I heard her push the start button and I began struggling. Every moment followed by sharp pain, but I wasn’t going to be a baby about it. I tried grabbing the key with my mouth, but didn’t come close. I tried grabbing the key with my opposite hand, but that didn’t worth ether. I even tried to use the same hand that was in the cuff holding the key, but obviously that didn’t work “3 minutes†she said I laid there, sharp pains going through my body from my ankles and wrist. What could I do? I looked where the key was. The front part of the bed was up against the wall and my hand easily could reach the wall. But what could I do. And if I lose this and get tickled, it will be incredibly painful. “5 minutes†she said Ok think Lenny think… common. This should be easy. I looked at the key… it was facing the wall. Hmmm… handcuff keys don’t need to be turned that much… all I really need is some pressure. If I could push the key into the wall. It just may work. Then again It may pop out of the key hole and then I’ll be screwed. “6 minutes†she said I thought about it… but I didn’t see any other alternative, I went for it. With every moment hurting like hell I pressed the key into the wall and started twisting my hand. Trying to get it that small ¼ of a turn that would release me. I heard a click. My hand felt a little loose. I pushed hard and flexed my hand to try and push the cuff more. It clicked a few more times. It was nearly out just a couple more clicks. But no, it was too loose now the key was forced back into place and worse than that it fell out and landed right on the back side of the pillow my head was on. I cursed under my breath. “Ha you dropped the key, you mine now†she laughed She came over and sat down next to me watching me struggle. “8 minutes†she said quietly into my ear. I was still cursing under my breath when I realized if I pulled enough I may be able to free my hand from the cuff. It certainly was sweaty enough that it should slip through. So I pulled and pulled. Scrunched my hand up as far as I could and pulled. I heard the rough sound (the same sound that happens when you force your hand on the corner of a table and started moving it) it wasn’t a pleasant noise, or feeling, but I got it free. 2 thin but deep red marks were across my wrist from the cuff and I noticed I had a few tears from the pain running down my face. By now Carrie had noticed she looked at my hand. “Oh, Len why didn’t you tell me it was too tight?†she said truthfully I didn’t say anything I just wanted out. I noticed the key was slowly sliding off the pillow.. I picked it up and immediately used it on my other hand. Then proceeded to my feet. Finally free she stopped the watch. “11 minutes 34 seconds†she said. Not exactly the quick time I wanted, but still better than 15 I concluded. She really did feel bad about it, I was surprised, Still I couldn’t let this get in the way of the games. It was My turn again, I just had to think of something that would stop her in her tracks. 23 minutes 23 seconds for Carrie 26 minutes 34 seconds for Me with only 3 minutes and 11 seconds difference it was really anybody’s game… or is it? I looked down at the half roll of tape… This was not going to be enough if I use it, I had to win this. It was then I decided to bank my win on running outta resources… Part III coming soon The Tie-Up Tournament I led her into the room with the game table. By now, we were peeling duct tape of the bottoms of our feet from walking into mounds of them. “all right lay down†I said She got on the table and laid down. The bottoms of her bare feet right in front me. Once again, I had to keep myself in check. She noticed me staring and laughed, then lifted one of her feet so her toes brushed my bangs. I felt my heart skip a beat. I looked down at her. Trying to decided how to proceed. Then I had it. I went and found the last roll of duct tape. “Duct tape? How original.†She said smiling again. I didn’t pay much attention and soon realized what I wanted to do wouldn’t work when she was sprawled out over the gaming table. “Get off and just stand still†I told her “Change of plans?†She said raising her eyebrow “You’ll see†I said smiling I began wrapping her into the duct tape. I worked my way bottom to top. First starting with her ankles then worked her way up the legs. The thighs right up to the chest. The whole time making sure I wrapped her hands and arms within the mess. By now the duct tape was nearly gone. (Which was my intention the whole time) I then used the last bit of duct tape to gag her. I shoved the usual sock in her mouth and wrapped it with duct tape. She was just balancing there. Leaning back and forth. It was quite funny. I wrapped my arms around her and lifted her up. Then laid her down on the carpeted floor and went to get the stop watch. With all the duct tape gone there’s no way she could make it impossible for me to escape from the being suspended tied. I got the stop watch and took a moment as I always did to look at her. She was pretty much mummified from the chest down. If she got out of this I would be very impressed. I pushed the button on the watch and the timer started. Immediately she started to struggle. She reminded me of a gray worm. She just wiggled around on the floor pitifully. It was hilarious. Ever now and then giving a frustrating Mfff… The minutes flied by fairly quickly I just watched her struggle and teased her now and then. Saying stuff like “awww what’s wrong?†in my best impression of her mock baby voice then laughing. I do admit for knowing she was completely helpless she put up a very good fight. She was twisting and turning. Rolling back and forth knocking into walls, every now and then giving me a glance with those helpless eyes. She knew she was screwed and so did I. “You got 3 minutes†I started going through all the ticking devices she had. (I became bored with the other torture device) I looked around but had no clue what most of them did or how to operate them. So I went original, I took a feather. At the time I thought a feather didn’t do nothing. I mean come on look at it. Your just touching one little part of someone, its weak, and further more so delicate that u find yourself running constantly out. Still I had to do something and when I grabbed the feather Carrie seemed to go into a panic. Really now all that over a stupid feather. It was like screaming your head off saying we’re all going to die as a house fly zooms around your head. Still I just shrugged and continued to watch her struggle. “You got 45 seconds†I said smiling and absent mindedly twirling the feather in my hand She was helpless, powerless, and over all doomed to whatever I desired. I looked at the watch… it’s been past 15 minutes, My turn She stopped struggling. Though she started to move away from me, inch worm style. I grabbed her by her feet and pulled her next to me. I sat across her legs and gently moved the feather up and down her bare soles. She laughed and tried to move away, but it was no use. Still I didn’t get what I wanted from this stupid feather. As I thought about what to do I started to absent mindedly twirling the feather again as I was tickling her bare feet. Suddenly she started going crazy. Who would of thought a simple twirl would bring such results. So I did that I began twirling the feather up and down her bare feet. She squirmed and tried to kick me, but since she was completely mummified it wasn’t very effective. After a while I got bored with that and began trying to tickle her neck and around her face. I knew she wasn’t ticklish much on her face. But that insane feeling you get, like a very light tickle I knew would drive her insane. And that it did, she started to scrunch up her face screaming and kicking her feet (or it least trying to kick) By the time I was done her hair was completely messed up she was breathing hard and totally worn down. I decided it was time to untie… no excuse me… unravel her. So I picked her up and set her down on her feet. She swayed back and forth trying to keep her balance as I slowly started to unravel her from the tape. About half way through her arms were free and she took out the gag. “You used all the duct tape, now how am I going to tie you up!†she blurted out “Oh I’m sure you’ll think of something†I said trying to hold back a grin, though I was positive I won this game. After finally unwrapping her I knew the exciting part was coming up next. I never been suspended tied by someone before and I was half looking forward to it. Though I did check my watch and make sure I still had time left so I wouldn’t be interrupted by unexpected parents. I still had a good 3 hours my parents were suppose to be back till around 10. “Ok Leonard, now it’s my turn. Lets see you get out of this one†she said smiling Even though I didn’t like her tone of voice at all I knew I had a great chance of escaping I used up all the duct tape (kinda a dirty way to win but who cares) she only had rope left so I was set. She led me into the laundry room, her bare feet slapping the concrete. “Ok lay down†she said with a smile I did as I was told and although fully expecting it, It still made me a bit nervous as of the last time a girl started to take off my shoes. As she started to pull of the first shoe, I felt it slide off my foot I twitched slightly, and you damn well bet she noticed. “Bad experienced with someone before? Who was the girl who did this to you last time?†she said her voice a bit serous now. I decided to tell her the all out truth, what was she gunna do? Get jealous because two girls 7 years ago thought I was cute and decided to play a wicked game on me? It didn’t take too long I just told her some girls back when I was 10 got the better of me. She took it rather well. “Are you telling me you got taken down by two little girls when you were ten?†she laughed “It wasn’t just 2 little girls they both were older than me†I said as I felt the first sock get pulled off my foot. The cool air in the basement hit my barefoot. “Yea, Yea, well this Little Girl is going to make your life a living hell in a few minutes†she said laughing as she removed my other sock. Now completely barefoot she started to make the figure 8 with the belt, though looking at me making sure she did it right. She pulled and I felt my feet pull together, though it was still quite comfortable. She attached the rope to the belt. “Turn over†she said I did as I was told and she made a quick tie around my wrist so my arms were now secured behind my back. Then She went over to the rope leading to the pulley and started to pull. First I felt my feet, then legs leave the ground. Despite the fact that I probably had half my body weight (or 75 pounds) now all being forced on the belt it remained remarkably comfortable. She pulled higher and higher till I was now dangling by my feet. I swayed back and forth, she kept pulling higher till I was a good foot off the ground. Then I felt the bottoms of my bare feet strike the top of the rafter. She lowered me slightly. “Now Leonard, how am I suppose to tickle you when you were up against the rafters like that…†she said as she lowered me so I once again began swaying back and forth. I now had all my weight on the belt 150 pounds, It felt good actually. I could feel my spine stretching from the sudden change in direction and the belt held tight, but comfortable. I watched her as she left me dangling by my feet. I enjoyed the swaying back and forth, The ground coming near then far near and far much like a swing from when I was a kid, but not nearly as much distance. She came back with that “advanced ropeâ€. But she just didn’t have a couple feet. She brought the whole damn works with her. My facial expression told it all. “Oh yes Lenny, I HAVE thought of an idea for your little trick†she said laughing as she picked up the longest piece of rope which had to be 20 feet long. She began wrapping it around me first starting at my shoulders. At this time I just noticed my shirt the “I’ve just kidnapped myself†kinda funny in a way, it was ironic with my situation… in fact the more I thought about it may of very well had been the shirt that got her to drop a decent hint that she liked bondage in the first place. She began wrapping me with the rope tight as usual. She started to go up my legs. I felt my entire body getting pressed in. It got to the point where I couldn’t even control my swings. After she was finished she secured the knot. Now after 5 tie up games we were getting a bit… well aroused… though we both fought it. It started to show in our tone and what we said. For instance about a minute after she was done completely mummifying me in that damn rope. She smiled at me and said in her playfully sexy tone “You know, I like little helpless boys… and do you know why, Lenny?†she said playing with me once again “Why†in a slight shaken voice that was NOT from being scared “Because I can do whatever the hell I want to them and they can’t do a thing to stop me!†she said in an almost cheery voice. Now I kinda wanted to run the 15 minutes dry. If she was planning “something†why blow it right? No, I thought… if anything it’ll be better afterwards…or not… lol that’s exactly how I thought to... totally confused trying to pick between A or B. Finally I decided to fight the best I can and make my way by how my progress went. By now she had the watch in her hand and had just pushed the button. I heard the beep and immediately started to struggle. I swayed back and forth. It felt quite dangerous. I had to of been swing a good 30 maybe 40 degrees into the air at times. She just laughed watching me go back and forth. After about 6 minutes of solid struggling I stopped for a rest and to rethink how I’ll escape. I was exhausted and hadn’t made any improvement than which I started from. . (Common give me a break, I fought my way out of 2 tie ups even though the first I ran out of time. I was slowly being worn down.) While I was thinking Carrie laid directly under me. By now I had stopped swaying so much. She took this opportunity to toy with me a bit gently moving her finger up and down my neck and playing with my hair. (She always seemed to of thought my hair was cute, though I thought it was a wreck <and still is>) “5 minutes†she said looking at the watch. I started to struggle again. Slowly the top part of the ropes (mainly towards my legs) started to fall down a little, it was something though that didn’t really help me at all. The swaying felt good. Like a small fan blowing in my face. It cooled me down a bit, so did being barefoot. I had started to get rather hot after the first 2 tie up games. (Plus a little working on hers) “2 minutes†she said eagerly I suddenly realized I was no closer to getting free than I already had started. Sure the ropes had slid down a bit at the top but besides that nothing. She must of noticed (noticed? what am I saying anyone could see I was screwed!) “Not that it matters, but you have 20 seconds†she said no longer laying down but standing up and staring at me. Much MUCH too close for comfort… Needless to say I didn’t really bother much struggling after she said that. I was now trying to contain both excitement and fear. I’ll give you this, it’s a very weird feeling. Kinda like jumping out of an airplane and going parachuting. You know your safe so you having a blast, but yet there is a little voice that says you could possibly die so you’re scared as well as excited. She slowly made her way to me. At first I though she was going to start tickling me, but no she was untying me!!! Oh I was like WTF and relieved at the same time… yet another interesting feeling though I would rather have the first. Soon though I realized her true intentions. “No Lenny you aren’t getting away THAT easy†she said after she took the 20 feet of rope she wrapped me with off. I looked at myself… more exposed why didn’t I see this coming!!! She walked off and sure enough came back with a bunch of torture devices… for the tickling brush thing I used on her earlier to things a bit stranger that I noticed was mainly meant for certain areas of the body. Feet, neck, stomach, arms, ext. She started with my stomach (perhaps because my shirt was falling down) With the same machine I used on her… The feeling was incredible… it felt like thousands of tiny fingers were tickling me… I went nuts. I was twisting trying to turn away from her but she would just follow with me… keep in mind I had no gag on so I was laughing pretty good. After a while she seemed to of gotten bored and got another torture device that kinda twirled (I swear most of the things she had look like they were meant to scrub your car) and she got up on the chair. I closed my eyes tight knowing exactly where she was going to go. I heard her turn it on. It reminded me of a drill and she started going up and down the bottoms of my bare feet. My god did it tickle me. I kept trying to twist away but I knew there was no way to move my feet. She just laughed and kept on tickling me. Then started using both machines one on my stomach the other on my bare feet. Needless to say the whole ordeal was exhausting. After what seemed like forever she stopped and got off the chair. I was to tired to even tense up I just dangled there swaying back and forth. “Enjoying yourself Lenny†she said with a tone of positively delight “Kin… not… well…No please don!†was all I managed to get out She had skipped the instruments and gone on to using just her hands… I could feel her fingers going around my neck then my sides. She went crazy, If you never have been tickled by a girl stay away from the ones with the long fingernails its wild! Then she took the feather. I was now going to find just how bad this stupid thing really was. She went right for my feet. At first it didn’t feel like anything. I was like ALLRIGHT I’m immune to feathers! But no… the feathers seemed to of had a terrible “after effect†it seemed to take a couple of seconds before your body realized it was being tickled. She just wouldn’t stop. Then I felt the feather start to twirl, that was insane to say the least. Then she went back for the neck, though with this case I could kinda go like a turtle and hide my neck pretty well. Still I was very worn out and when she finally managed to get me all my attempts to get her off were futile. Finally she went. “Ok I think you’ve had enough†she said I just dangled there… to tired to move… to exhausted to fight anymore. I noticed I look must like her when I did the same thing to her. When she let me down I just crumpled into a heap. “Awww Lenny what’s wrong? Did the Little Girl get her payback!†she said laughing and trying to do her mock baby voice at the same time She untied me and we cleaned up the mess we made. The last time I saw duct tape everywhere was nothing compared to this, we had nearly 3 rolls out. Not to mention 40ft of rope and about 20 feet of junk rope. Plus all the torture devices… After about 30 minutes we had cleaned up… “Guess what?†she said in her normal voice “What?†I said “You lost†she said “I know†I sighed I was a bit upset I had a feeling what the prize was going to be and now I wasn’t going to get it. Still I had to be sure of what I missed. “So what would have been the prize?†“Oh I think in this case I can still give you one†she said with a strange look that only a girl could probably understand. Though I now know what it means… “Oh good†I said smiling “Just follow me†she said I followed her into the guest bedroom. I was a little hesitant to enter, at first I thought she was going to tie me up again, but no she just put her arms on my shoulders and pushed me (not forcefully just gently pushed me) onto the bed and then made me lay down. She got on me. I could feel her body pressed up against mine. We kissed and all that usual stuff. I wont go into any more details, but lets say we came very close to doing it. By the time we were done it was 8pm and we were both exhausted. Had both taken 3 tie ups and then some heavy duty making out at the end. We went upstairs and I put on the Terminator 3. We would of made popcorn but our mouths were dry from all the gags and stuff so we chose against it. We never really watched the movie. Carrie took a clean blanket and covered us with it as we kinda sat/laid on the couch, she cuddled next to me resting her head on my shoulders and soon fell asleep. I got to the part where the Terminator came bursting out of a cemetery with a coffin shooting madly at the cops when I fell asleep. Needless to say this was a bad thing. To my horror I was shaken awake by none other than my parents!!! Then looked insanely pissed, but seemed determined not to make a big deal out of this. They just told Carrie that they thought it was time to leave. Carrie promptly agreed (thank god my parents didn’t look to see what was in the backpack) They told me to stay put and they went into their bedroom and talked for like 30 minutes, came out and gave me “The Talk†I’m not talking about the 13 year old one where babies come from. I’m talking about the other talk. The are you using protection talk! I was so embarrassed. Me and Carrie continued to see each other, though we were a bit nervous to do another tie up game and my parents started to watch us like a hawk (not to mention going through my stuff) so it would be a very risky move. About 8 months later, as we already knew before we even started the tie up tournament. Carrie moved to Missouri. Had we not knew that she was moving I really don’t think I would have had as much of a tie up game as I had. Nor the great making out at the end. Today I chat with her a lot, but as far as actually seeing her… And that ends my experiences in bondage. 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