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Jay : 01 - Ticklish Twins (mm/ff, ff/mm)

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01 - Kidnapped Sisters
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By Jay

Wednesday October 4th 2000 08:39:25

Part 1

This story took place when I was about 12 years old. I was once again sleeping over my friend Tim's house. Tim was 13, kind of short for his age (4'11"), skinny, and had dirty blonde hair. Whenever I slept over we would always stay in his basement and watch TV until the wee hours of the morning.

It was still too early for anyone to go to bed so his twin sisters were downstairs watching TV with us. They were identical and 11 years old. They were both blonde and about 4'5". Their names were Lauren and Mary. They were both wearing matching Barbie nightgowns, which came down to their knees and boxer shorts. Lauren was barefoot and Mary was wearing socks. Tim was wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants. He was wearing socks. I was barefoot and wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants for pajamas, too.

We were watching Billy Madison for the 40th time and weren't really paying attention. Lauren kept playfully hitting Tim and then running as her and her sister would giggle. Eventually, Tim got fed up and started chasing Lauren around the basement. This gave us the idea to play crawl tag. (Crawl tag is a game where someone is it and chases everyone else. It's just like regular tag except you have to crawl.) This eventually led to hide and seek. By now Tim's mom was fast asleep so we could use the whole house. Tim and I, being the cruel older children we were, convinced the girls to hide and we would be on a team to find them. We knew we would easily cream them. But we under- estimated them.

We found Mary after about ten minutes but we could not find Lauren anywhere. We checked the whole house at least 3 times. We were getting very frustrated that a 11-year-old girl was outsmarting us so we started asking Mary to tell us where she was. Mary claimed she had no idea, but her blushing told us otherwise. That's when Tim decided we check the garage. Now, Tim had no intention of checking the garage. We already checked there. All three of us entered and he quickly closed the door. He grabbed his sister and held her as he told me to get out the red box on the shelf. I didn't know what was in there, but I was greatly surprised when I saw it was rope. LOTS of nylon rope. Tim explained that Mary better cooperate or she would REALLY regret it in that big brother way. Mary reluctantly submitted.

Tim brought in a chair and sat her down in it. He secured each of her wrists to each of the chair's arms. He also tied her elbows to the arms. Then he went as far to tie a rope around her waist and the back of the chair and asked what the hell I was waiting for. So I proceeded to tie her ankles and knees. Tim announced he would be right back.

Soon after he returned with a roll of tape. Mary started to protest as Tim silenced her with the tape. Then I got the idea to tie a rope from her waist rope to her ankle rope, thus immobilizing her legs. Now it has been about half an hour since we started playing hide and go seek and we are pretty mad about not finding Lauren. Tim started pacing the floor up and down and then he said abruptly, "Alright, now will you agree to tell us where Lauren is hiding?"

Mary returned a muffled statement that was understood to be "I don't know where she is". By now Tim was furious and he said, "Well then, I have another question. Are you ticklish?" Mary's eyes widened as he told me to get her feet while he tickles her stomach. I removed her socks and she tried to squirm away but she was practically completely immobile. Tim reached over and started to tickle-poke at her ribs causing muffled shrieks. I decided to join in and I started wiggling my fingers up and down her bare soles. She had the most ticklish feet I have ever seen. I thought she was going to break the chair because she struggled and laughed so hard. I stroked my fingers up and down each sole, and then I switched to wiggling my finger at the base of and in between her toes. By now she was practically hysterical. Tim asked if she would tell us where Lauren was hiding now and she nodded her head vigorously catching her breath.

Tim removed her gag and she squealed that Lauren was in the hamper in her room. We left her tied there and told her if Lauren wasn't there we were going to come back and tickle torture more. We went upstairs to check as Mary was calling I swear! I swear! Sure enough, Lauren was in the hamper covered by clothes. The girls were pretty tired so we went downstairs to untie Mary and the twins went to the basement and each went to sleep on the sofa. We waited about half an hour before we decided to attack them both in their sleep, but that will have to wait for part 2.

Jay
USA

Thursday October 5th 2000 04:37:32

Part 2

Tim and I had just finished tickle torturing and interrogating our tied up prisoner as to the where about of the other hide-and-go-seek player (See Part 1) when Lauren and Mary went to sleep.

After they fell asleep on the sofa bed Tim came over and explained to me his plan. It seemed that both his sisters were very sound sleepers and were EXTREMELY ticklish. Tim was still pretty ticked off that we couldn't find Lauren for so long, so he decided he wanted revenge.

We went to the garage and got all the rope we could find. We grabbed the roll of tape and went back into the basement. We decided we had given them enough time to fall deep asleep, so we went to work. We slowly lifted the sheets off of them. Lauren was barefoot and laying sideways/almost face down on the bed, with one arm sort of underneath her. Mary was wearing socks and lying with her back down and her head to the side. Her arms weren't stuck. I gently rolled Lauren over half expecting for her to wake up and ruin the whole game. Tim was right about her being a sound sleeper. She didn't even stir as I put her on her back. Tim went to tie Mary, and I took some rope for Lauren. I copied as Tim tied Mary. We went to tie their ankles together. I was very gentle because I didn't want her to wake up, but I still managed to get it pretty tight. Next we tied a rope securing the ankle rope to the bar at the foot of the bed, thus stretching their legs out and propping up their feet.

They were still dead asleep. We moved their arms above their head as if they were reaching for something, and then proceeded to tie their wrists. Once that was tight enough, we tied a rope from the wrist rope to the stair railing above the bed. It was the kind that had a bunch of poles for a railing. Know what I mean? We tied that rope taut. This pulled their bodies completely taut, making their armpits, stomachs, and feet VERY vulnerable for tickling.

They finally started to wake up when we gagged them with tape and then held their noses. Tim got the idea to gag them because if they laughed too loud it would wake up his mom. They both woke up at about the same time and their immediate reaction was to try to escape. All they could move was their middle body though, because of how taut we pulled them.

Tim waited for them to give up before he explained to them about how they were secret agents and we were bad guys that were foiled by them in the past. You know, the kind of bad guy that's in one episode that everyone forgets about and then sometimes returns in a later season for revenge? Well, that was us. Tim went further to explain that we didn't even CARE where the good guy base is, we just wanted revenge on them. That's when the fun started.

He didn't have to ask me to join in this time. By the time he pulled off Mary's socks, I was already tickling Lauren's soles. Even the muffled laughter was loud. She squirmed all around trying to escape my fingers but then I just used one hand to hold her foot and the other to tickle it. Tim was tickling Mary's feet too, and then he told me to take over real quick and he ran upstairs. I stood in between them and used one hand to tickle Lauren and one hand to tickle Mary. They were both giggling and shrieking and trying in vain to squirm out of their bonds.

Tim quickly returned with two small paintbrushes from his art kit. The brush was so small that I stroked it up and down her sole and I thought she was going to break the bed. I stopped after about 5 minutes so she could quickly catch her breath. So did Tim. They were gasping for air through their noses and I noticed they were laughing so hard there were tears on their faces. We gave them a break before we climbed on the bed and started tickling their stomachs through their nightgowns. The nightgowns were sleeveless, so we started tickling their armpits. We continued tickling under their arms and on their stomachs while they shrieked and giggled for about 15 more minutes before we decided they had had enough.

We untied the ropes that held them to the bed, but left the ones on their wrists and ankles. It was pretty funny to watch them try and untie each other. It was even funnier when Tim threatened to tickle torture them if they didn't untie themselves soon. They managed to get free though.

Tim warned them that we were going to sleep now and if they tried to tie us up, we would really get revenge on them. Plus, I wasn't a sound sleeper. I got the feeling Tim was though; because he took forever to fall asleep. They did attempt a revenge attack later that night, but whether they were successful or not... Part 3
Jay
USA

Thursday October 5th 2000 07:29:33

Part 3

Eventually, after Tim was convinced his sisters were asleep again (See Part 2), he allowed himself to fall asleep and I guess I must have drifted off too because the next thing I remember is someone hovering over me, trying to tie my ankles together.

It was very dark in the basement, so I could open both my eyes without Lauren and Mary noticing. I lay very still and determined that one of them was attempting to tie up Tim and one was tying my ankles. Tim must have been sound asleep (like I predicted he would be) because he wouldn't have pretended to be just to play along. I, on the other hand, pretended I was still asleep to be a good sport.

I do not understand how Tim could have stayed asleep the whole time. They would have woken me up a million times over.

They did a pretty good tie-job though. We were on the floor so they sort of rolled us over closer to the bottom of the sofa bed. They lifted up our legs and extended our ankle ropes to the bar and laid us face down. This produced the effect that our feet were propped up on the bar and the rest of our bodies were just laying across the floor. Our hands were tied behind our backs. They then gagged us. They covered our noses. Tim FINALLY woke up and he was furious. I pretended to just wake up and be furious too.

They turned on the lights and got on the bed. This gave them perfect access to four bare soles sticking up at them. Lauren started tickling my feet, and I started laughing. Mary was tickling Tim. I thought it would be easy to escape, but I couldn't turn over. All I could do was squirm but I still couldn't move my feet. My feet aren't nearly as ticklish as theirs and Lauren wasn't a very good tickler so I was only giggling.

Tim, on the other hand, looked like he was about to go ballistic after about 10 minutes of our tickle torture.

Lauren grew tired of tickling my feet I suppose because she got off the bed and sat on my back. She then lifted up my shirt and started tickling the sides of my stomach. I have a VERY ticklish stomach. I think I almost threw her across the room when I started struggling against her tickling me. Mary came over and tried to hold me while Lauren wiggled her fingers up and down the sides of my midriff. I was going hysterical. It seemed like 10 minutes before they stopped tickling me.

They both went over to Tim. Mary tickled his feet while Lauren tickled the sides of his stomach. After about 5 minutes of this Tim had tears rolling down his cheeks from laughing so hard. They gave him a break and he started gasping through his nose too. I had decided they were a very ticklish family of sound sleepers.

By now it was very late and we finally went to bed - except for one last attack by Tim and I so we could have the last laugh - or the other way around? That's the final part.

Jay
USA

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