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By bryce1994

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Hi i'm Bryce: my first time tied and tickled

Postby bryce1994 » Wed Dec 14, 2011 2:47 pm
This is my first story here, i wanted to post it in the true stories, but couldn't figure out how, so i put it here

7 years ago when i was 10, something bad happenned which put a girl naomi into my life, which changed me forever and made me love bondage the way i do now.
i'm a single child and my dad died when i was young, too young to remember him, when i was 10 my mom was having bad times and attempted suicide, it was a horrible time for my and damaged me but fyi my mom got and is totally better remarried and happy as ever now. i was taken from my mom and she ended up in the hospital, eventually i moved in with my god parents who where close friends of my moms after some miserable time in foster care. My moms friends were very religious, the dad was super epicly boring and pretty much just watched television all the time in his den like room, the mom... god i still hate her... was very religious and very strict, i had never been forced to do chores before and i had never had to deal with so many stupid rules, restrictions on gaming on the xbox and using the computer were the most annoying. They had 3 kids, bret & angie the twins, yes twins! so cool! were around 7yrs old, and then there was naomi she was 13.

i got along pretty well with the twins, i'd game with them when allowed lots, mostly on the ps2 and xbox, the 360 didn't come out quite yet then, but could only have so much fun since they were younger than me. When i first met naomi all we did was fight, she was so bitchy when i first moved in for some reason, i guess i was pretty bitchy when i was 13 too though.

naomi was just under 5 feet tall i was nearly as tall as her cause i was tall for my age, she had really fair skin and long red hair and was really skinny. i'm not going to lie i hated her at first but totally fell in love with her, or whatever it's called when your 10. unfortunately for her, me liking her made me bug the crap out of her all the time, which infuriated her until i eventually grew on her. cause her mom was so strict whenever she left the house her clothing was very conservative and she was even limited to how much jewelry she could wear, luckily for me though, indoors the kids could wear what they wanted unless non-family company was around, and naomi's most common outfit was pajamas, usually comfy pj pants, bare feet, and a t-shirt that if it wasn't short enough to show off her belly she would nearly always do that knot thing in the back to shorten it. she had really nice soft little feet and was the reason i stopped thinking feet were gross, and her midriff was amazing, as i said she was really skinny so i loved looking at her jutting hipbones her flat stomach and her cute outie bellybutton. i would check her out all the time! i didn't know why at the time cause i was 10, but i liked what i saw, she would often catch me staring at her belly or feet or anything else exposed at the time, back, shoulder, collarbones, legs,& whatev, and would kind of blush a bit and not say anything then act like she didn't catch me gawking like an idiot. i think she liked the attention though, cause her stomach seemed to be bared around the house more often as the weeks past with me living there, when wearing longer shirts she seemed to reach for things when i was around that she probably didn't need just to make her shirt rise up and catch me looking. she also noticed i liked her feet and would put lotion on them and paint her toe nails nearly always in the same room as me.... but i could have been imagining all that.

after a couple months i started to miserably adapt to the strict rules, praying at dinner time, being forced to dress up and go to church on sundays, etc.. etc..., i bonded lots with the twins we played together lots more, but i would get bored quicker since i was older. naomi started slowly to get nicer to me, still with attitude and sarcasm, but she'd also joke with me and finally i could make her smile and laugh, i still bugged the crap out of her being in love as i was, which on occasion would make her snap at me. One game i played with the twins was the classic tickle fight, now fyi i'm super stupid ticklish, i can even tickle myself to make myself laugh, so even though i was bigger and older, the twins if they teamed up on me would have me on the ground screaming for mercy, which wouldn't happen if their mom wasn't around to yell at us for being loud... or anything else, she yelled about every damn thing. luckily their mom and dad would go out often, so tickle fights and running around the house playing tag or shooting nerf guns was common then, naomi was officially in charge, and she let us do anything pretty much as long as we didn't leave evidence, as would she do all the things her mom was restrictive about, the things we saw on the internet then, omg!
this night her parents would be gone over night and not be home till late the next day, naomi was in charge to cook, and watch over us, the neighbors phone number was on the fridge in case of emergencies

one night i was wrestling and tickling with the twins, this time i got angie to help me team up on bret, we held him down and made him squeel and laugh, i sat on him pinning his arms and tickled his neck while she sat on his legs and assaulted his bare feet. when we stopped, mostly cause i got distracted by naomi who changed out of her school uniform into her usual jammies, this time oversized blue thick comfy looking jammy pants with yellow stars and half moons on them hanging nearly inappropriately low on her boney hips, an avril concert t that she notted at the back having it at least an inch above her navel, and was barefoot. i realised i wanted to tickle that midriff and those feet, i whispered to bret, is naomi ticklish? his eyes widenned and a huge grin spread on his face then he looked at her with what seemed a nervous look on his face, he whispered, she's even more ticklish than you, but you don't want to tickle her! i didn't belive that anyone could be more ticklish than me, but i wanted to find out really bad, partially to have a reason to touch her, even if it was by tickle assault. i had offered to put lotion on her feet for her and she always said no, when trying to hug her she'd trip me or push me away. lets tickle her i said to the twins very low, they both shook their head in fearfull looking nooo's! chickens i said, and wandered over casually to naomi, she was laying on the couch on her stomach, her bare feet waving in the air behind her and she was reading some book for school, my heart was racing in anticipation as i got closer and closer to her, i looked at those swaying soft pale soles, her purple painted toenails, and i pounched on her.

i imediatly jumped on her legs, headlocking her ankles under one arm, then wrapping my legs around hers so she couldn't get away, 'what are you?" she started to ask but as i began viciously tickling the bottom of one of her feet she started screaming in laughter, i started laughing and kept my fingers tickling from one foot to the other, up and down her soles, the front and back of her toes, she was thrashing violently in my grip trying to get away while screaming her head off in laughter, she managed out a few weird sounding "stop" "no" "stop"'s, i kept tickling and tickling and was having a great time, i could hear the twins giggling as they watched, my eyes or fingers never left her feet, she was finally able to flip us off the couch, but i kept my grip on her ankles and continued tickling her on the floor, she screamed in laughter and thrashed around, then something bad happenned, the twins decided to team up and start tickling me, bret dug his little fingers into my neck and angies little fingers dug into my armpits, i was inable to hold on and soon i was the one on the ground giggling like an idiot, when they stopped and i recoverd, i noted naomi had just climbed back on the couch, sitting more defensively with her legs crossed under her and her book again in hand, she looked up from it when she noted me looking at her with a big stupid grin on my face. with a cold and super scary hard look at me she said "don't ever f##king tickle me again" her lip curled at one side her eyes still evil and she said "your going to pay for that" i was like whatevs to her, and she just kept reading her book.

i played more with the kids, mostly on xbox until it was time for bed, which was later than normal thanks to naomi being in charge, naomi hugged the kids and put them to be reading them a story, they shared the same room, i walked in and said good night, naomi ruffled my hair, something she never did and my heart jumped, a sign of affection? i wondered, as i left i heard her say 'sleep tight' and it had a meanecing tone to it, but at the time i brushed it off.

i changed into my pjs, which were boxers and pj pants, shirtless and barefoot and crawled into bed. and i was out in seconds. i fall asleep really easily and sleep really deep, and i was soon to regret the later. something blurily roused me out of my deep sleep and i think i was giggling even before i woke up completely, i popped my head up to behold naomi strattling my waist and gently slowly raking her long nails over my ribs, i reflexively tried to pull my arms down and realised to my horror, i couldn't move.

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• 01 - my first time tied and tickled (ffm/m)
• 02 - my 2nd time (ffm/m)

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Bryce first time tied and tickled pt2

Postby bryce1994 » Thu Dec 15, 2011 12:04 pm
i did my best to shake myself out of sleepiness and get my head around the situation, i'd never been tied up before, and naomi had tied me up, really really tied me up! naomi had stopped tickling me when she saw i was awake, and just sat their crouched over me her little soft hands leaning on my bare stomach her face was cold and creepy as she watched me struggle. and i did struggle, in a helpless panic i was suddenly totally awake and fighting against my bonds, but using every bit of strength i had in my 10 year old body i was very aware i couldn't really struggle, i could barely move an inch.

i looked up to my wrist each was tied separately by a necktie to the furthest rails of my headboard my arms pulled out really tight and immobile, the knots on my wrists were behind my hands and i couldn't reach them or barely move my hands for that matter, and the knots on the bed rails were out of my reach and looked to be tied really well, i lifted my head, the only thing i could move looking past naomi to find my ankles tied through the furthest rails at the end of the bed thus stretching my body to it's limits spread eagle across the bed also by neckties, even worse she had used what looked like ductape to tie my each of my big toes to the adjacent rails, so i couldn't move my bare feet at all, and even worse! to my horror standing at the end of the bed were the twins, bret standing in front of my left bare immobile foot and angie by my right, both smiling and giggling, looking to me naomi and each other, not doing anything but standing there, but having my imobile super ticklish bare soles and toes inches away from them made me really uncomfortable.

i wanted to protest but on top of everything else naomi had put multiple strips of what i assumed was more of the ductape over my mouth and under my chin, all i could do is Mmmmmm a lot, which i realized i was doing as i was trying to say what the f@#$ is going on?! let me go!!! i started struggling really hard again, which even though i was using every muscle in my body to pull my outstretched limbs free and trying to move my jaw and head like mad to get the tape off my mouth, all i appeared to be doing, all i could do is move my head and hands slightly and tensed all my muscles, i wasnt' going anywhere, i was completely immobile, completely helpless, i pulled and pulled untill my muscles got tired and i went limp, hanging stretched out on the bed.

naomi watched me struggle, and that cold look left her face when i finally went limp in defeat, her mouth openned a bit and she seemed to be breathing differently, a bit faster, i didn't understand until i was older, but she had really enjoyed seeing me struggle, seeing me helpless, seeing me now scared at this confusing turn of events. her faced changed to that face she made when she was babysitting us and had to be serious about telling us what to do or not to do, "bryce bryce bryce bryce... what the hell made you think it was a good idea to tickle me?" hearing the word tickle said out loud suddenly made me realize even more how helpless i was, how cool the night air was on my immobile bare feet and torso, omfg she wasn't going, they weren't going to tickle me like this! me unable to stop or resist any single finger stroke. in a panic i began to struggle again with a second wind, i pulled and twisted barely visible moving against my bonds, not even shaking naomi a bit from her strattling perch on my waist in my efforts, her hand still softly sitting on my bare stretched-out helpless stomach on either side of my bellybutton. she just sat silently and watched me struggle, only the sounds of the twins giggling and me screaming a muffled MMmmmm MMMMmmmm filled the room. i went limp again, muscles tired and trying to catch my breath through my nose.

as i then layed there my mood shifted slightly, naomi's little soft hands were touching my bare sensitive stomach, i could feel her boney legs on my legs and the back of her little bare feet perched up on my legs as well, her avril shirt was still tied at the back, my eyes lingered over that skinny beautiful stomach and belly button, i have never had naomi this physically close to me, her hands on my bare belly, for a second i forgot about my horrible helplessness and was a bit happy, i loved that girl.

she noticed me stopping my muffled protest and saw me look to her midriff and blushed a bit, then that cold scary look came back on her face, she didn't want me to enjoy this damn it. cold steel eyes met my now widening and again panicking eyes as she said "alright bryce, for tickling me this is your punishment, my parents won't be back till tomorrow so i can leave you like this all night and morning, i'm going to be nice and make you a deal, we're going to leave you alone for three minutes, if you can get out, we're even, if you don't though, when we come back, we are going to tickle the living shit out of you until i get bored, and i don't think i'll get bored" the twins both giggled at the word tickle, i began struggling immediately, then broke into muffled screaming into the tape MMMM!MM!MM!! as angie decided to reach forth to my right immobile bare foot with her little fingers and began tickling it. jesus ch#$% i am ticklish normally, my bare foot stretched immobile and helpless made me understand new a whole new level. "not yet" naomi said to her in her stern voice, and angie immediately stopped and naomi climbed off me and the bed, me not being able to help myself from glancing at her bare feet and midriff as she did. 'three minutes' she said with a diabolic smile and cold eyes as they left together and closed the door.

i was alone in my room staring up at the ceiling thinking, what the f do i do?! how do i get out of this? why did she tie me up? how'd she learn to do it so well? jesus no! they were going to tickle me if i didn't get free, that tiny foot tickle was only seconds and it was agonizing, i wouldn't be able to stop them, i've never been tickled for more than 10 minutes straight and the one time i was tickled that long i was crying and literally peed my pants, oh god help me i thought, my head quickly darted to my alarm clock, 11:55, 6 7 8, 11:58, i had to get free by then or 57? i wondered, how much time was i laying there stretched out thinking, i found it in myself to struggle again, gdamn it i was tied up good, i pulled and twisted and wiggled, barely moving, banging my head into my pillow in frustration, 11:56, Nooooo, i struggled more and more, until again i went limp again tired, 11:57, SHIT! think i told myself, you can't pull free, think of something quick!! think think!! i wiggled my hands pathetically in attempt to reach the knots behind them, trying to twist and turn the tie, but it wouldn't move, i didn't have any slack to work with, i tried my other hand with no success, god i hoped she was bluffing, cause i knew i couldn't get out, i knew i was at their mercy, i knew no matter what i did i couldn't stop them i couldn't even beg due to the gag, i remembered that quick little tickle on my foot and panicked again, heart racing and fighting with what little i had left in me against my bonds, i didn't know it then but when i hit my teens that feeling of helplessness would become an obsession, naomi had changed me forever that night, click, the door opened at 11:59.

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Bryce tied & tickled first time part 3

Postby bryce1994 » Fri Dec 16, 2011 1:54 pm
Hi group, could someone move my part 2 into this section plz & Ty

Naomi walked in the room alone, her eyes looked up and down my taut stretched out body, "couldn't get out huh, you are so F##ked" she said slowly walking towards me laughing evilly at me, despite my situation i checked out her bare midriff as she entered, lingering on those hip bones and navel, she ignored the look and it looked like she was already blushing when she came in. She crawled on the bed along my left side then crawled over me her face to mine and inches away, luckily she tied her hair back in a pony tail or it would be in my face. Her green eyes had that cold scary look in them as she looked at me, "So Bryce Bryce Bryce, you think tickling is fun do you?" at the word by body tensed up and I struggled against my bonds pointlessly but reflexively. "Well kid, lets see how much fun it is", I shook my head back in forth in a violent NO, and MMmmmm'd into the tape in protest, and kept struggling to get out, god I was getting tired. She watched me do this and she got that look on her face again, mouth slightly open and her breath quickened, she really liked seeing me helpless like this.

She stratled my waist, leaned forward putting her hands on each of my bound wrists just bellow the ties, her face near mine, for a second I thought she was going to untie me which I on the one hand couldn't wait for her to do, on the other hand she was sitting on me and touching me and I really loved the attention from her. She'd make me regret that thought though. Her long painted nails slowly dragged down my immobile outstretched arms from my wrists to my elbows and I let out a high pitch Miiiiii through the ductape, I continued to make the noise as she dragged them down my lower arms, this made her smile, which would have been nice, I loved her pretty smile, but it was offset by those cold sadistic eyes. Her nails dragged across my armpits and my body tensed and I squealed a muffled sound, I made this sound again as she dragged those nails gently and slowly down my ribs and my sides down to my hips. Her evil eyes never left mine and her smile was turning into a silent evil laugh, she dragged her nails then backwards, hands next to each other up my stretched out stomach, causing me to flex in a useless attempt to brace against it causing me to squeal more and more as they went across my chest, as she did this she said "Jesus Bryce are you ticklish everywhere?", I couldn't answer but I also couldn't do a damn thing to stop her from finding out. Her nails reached my neck, and her smile was wide and those cold eyes softened a bit in amusement. Fyi I am super weirdly ticklish, I can't even shower if the shower head is on the wrong setting without giggling, and the worst part about it is some areas on me are even crazier ticklish, my neck was one and Naomi knew it from watching me tickle fight with the twins, if one was able to dig into my neck they could drop me pathetically giggling to the ground, 3 years younger and smaller didn't matter.

Her nails slid up my neck and I dug my chin in defensively with a hysteric panicked motion, I immediately started laughing like mad into my tape gag, she slid the nails slowly around the sides of my neck and to the back then back to the sides, I was shaking my head like crazy but nothing I could do could stop her, luckily somewhat her nails dragged up across my ears then my face both making me emit high but muffled pitches.
"You ARE ticklish everywhere! I think you may even be as ticklish as me" she said her evil nails finally leaving me, she sat up strattling me looking into my eyes. This slow light tickling was maddening but a part of me was enjoying the attention from her.

"See what happens when you tickle me? pay back is a mother#@$@#$ isn't it?" she asked, I shook my head yes in agreement, thinking how much she swore when her parents weren't around. Thinking that was it i Mmmm'd and motioned my head towards my bound right wrist. A laugh burst out of her mouth at that, "Kid we're just getting started" with that she unstratled me and kneeled to the right of my legs, I couldn't help but check out her skinny midriff and little bare feet as she did. She crawled towards the end of the bed and my immobile bare feet, I pathetically wiggled what toes I could in an attempt to move away from her but she had them tied in place tight to the rail and had several strips around each big toe to the rails as well, which despite any of my efforts i couldn't wiggle out of, I was about to scream protest into my gag but she stopped at my ankles and started dragging her nails slowly up my shins, Thank god not the feet I thought but still Mmmm'd my high pitched noise as her nails made their ways to my knees, she was facing away from me and I was gawking at her, her bare soft soles on either side of me and damn I wanted to tickle them even though I was now realizing the consequences of that. I checked out her back, slight bumps line of her spine and backs of her hips were beautiful and she's the reason I find skinny chicks hot now. Her baggy pj pants were hanging low and as she was leaning forward I could see the slightest top of her butt, as a 10year old i'd normally find that funny, and would make fun of it if not tied and helpless, but somehow it was just hawt to see her cute little buttcrack, something I would never admit to anyone at the time of course!

My head snapped back in a laugh away from my staring as her nails dragged over my knees then back around behind them, damn that tickled! I heard her giggle in response to my reaction, then she dragged her nails down my calves, which she could barely get under but managed it, I made more Mmmm-squeels, at my ankles she stopped and turned around, she had a big grin on her face and her eyes were full of amusement, but when she met my eyes she quickly put on that evil sadistic glare, god she was scary! An being completely helpless at her mercy made her so, she never scared me before. This was a whole new side of her I never saw before or even suspected, I wondered if she had tied anyone else up before, I wondered why she didn't get in tickle fights since she clearly was enjoying torturing me, If it was her, if I wasn't totally enthralled with her I probably would think she was a total freak. She slid her hands up my baggy Pj pants and dragged her nails along my legs above my knees, making me make more Mmm-squeels, and more as she dragged them back down my legs, for a moment I felt awkward when her hands were getting close to my boxers and stuff, and truly was understanding how helpless I was, If she was one of my stupid male friends I would have been punched in the groin at least once already, I was hoping she wasn't that cruel. Sitting between my outstretched legs she then moved her nails slowly up each inner thigh, I reflexively tensed my legs trying to close them but they were tied tightly apart, as she slid them up to my boxers then purposefully down to my knees again then up again, purposefully cause I freaked out shaking my head and laughing madly through my taped mouth, Holy f it tickled! It was as bad as my neck, and I hadn't even known that was a crazy tickle spot, now I did, and unfortunately for me so did Naomi, but fortunately for me she stopped pulling my pj pant legs back down to my ankles and crawled to my left side kneeling over me by my hip.

This light methodic tickling was driving me crazy, but it wasn't too bad, I was reaaly enjoying the attention and kind of wished Naomi payed me this kind of physical attention before, with me not tied up and kind of scared. She reached forward with her left hand, index finger went in my belly button and she wiggled it around gently I tensed my stomach and started squeeling through the tape my eyes bulging out at her, gdamn it I thought! another spot! FML that as ticklish I was that I had spots that were even worse, and Naomi was slowly learning them all, if I tried to tickle fight her now I wouldn't have a chance, then again she was super ticklish too, even more than the twins from her reaction when i got her feet, I thought I'd have to get a good surprise attack on her, then I thought but then she'd probably do this again, and being a deep sleeper I'd wake up helpless before being able to fight back.

Naomi distracted me from my thoughts as to my horror she started pulling my pjs and boxers down, I turned red and panicked at the thought of her pulling my pants down, I couldn't stop her! I'd be epically embarassed! luckily she only pulled them down enough to expose my hip bones, I was a pretty skinny kid, not as skinny as her, but still. I Mmm-squeeled as she dragged her nails over my outstretched immobile lower abdomen, then slid her nails over and around each hip bone, this made me tense and squeek through my gag, "Hmmm" she said looking in my eyes with a icy glare and without taking her eyes off me she dug a thumb in to each hip bone on the inside by the abdomen, I fn lost my mind! I started screaming into my gag, not even laughing, holy shit! Now that spot I really didn't know about, it was as bad as my feet, luckily she only did it for a second or two, and I realized she was looking at me and laughing out loud at me. She crawled up to my face, her soft little hands and those wicked long nails uncomfortably close to my stretched out bare armpit. "Did you learn your lesson not to tickle me Bryce?" she asked, I am a stubborn kid and hate to admit defeat especially to a girl at that age, but I wasn't stupid, I knew how helpless I was and the vulnerability was putting every nerve on super ticklish sensitiveness, I shook my head in a fast nod, and Mmm'd nodding towards my bound hands. She bursted out another laugh at me, then her face went hard and serious her eyes piercing into mine, "you don't get it do you? You thought THAT was your punishment? I'm just getting started b#$tch" she said and laughed wickedly, "Come on kids!" she yelled to my open doorway, "He's ready for phase 2" I was overwhelmed suddenly with dread.

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Bryce tied & tickled first time part 4

Postby bryce1994 » Wed Dec 21, 2011 1:27 pm
phase 2? i didn't even know what that meant, I was struggling uselessly again as I could hear the twins bare feet tapping down the hall towards my room, I looked at Naomi still looming over me with evil eyes and tried to give her the most pathetic plea I could, "Alright" she said, "say mercy and I'll let you go right now" MmmmRRrr I think is what it sounded like and I screamed it through my tape gag as best I could at least five times in a row, "Not good enough" Naomi said with a sadistic smile and as she turned from me and began crawling towards the end of the bed she said, "So you thought it was fun to tickle my feet Bryce? lets see how fun it is to tickle YOUR feet"

GOD NO I screamed in my brain! to my knowledge there wasn't a more ticklish spot on my body, just very close seconds, and there was being tickled then there was being tickled without being able to move at all, I could barely move toes, my bare soles were stretched out and totally immobile. I was hoping she'd leave them alone after passing them in all that light tickling, she'd been saving them, I couldn't even enjoy a glance at her bare back, her buttcrack showing with those loose pj pants, those barefeet sliding down the bed as she crawled, I couldn't enjoy anything, she was very slowly crawling towards my bare feet and I wish they would fall off or I could die as the twins both came into the room giggling looking at my outstretched pathetically struggling form screaming pleas of MMMMMM!!! over and over! They only glanced at me for a second and then to Naomi as they entered and then targeted on my bare feet giggling they ran over, Naomi must have planned this attack with them as all three closed in.

Angie in a bouncy sprint giggled "TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!" with each bounced step and excessive glee in her voice, at the last 'tickle' she made contact with my right foot, the closest to the door, both of her tiny hands on it fingers moving all over my foot, up and down my sole with one, the side and top with the other her 10 little fingers, then both on up and down my soles, then one back around again, her fingers moved in constant quick gentle scratches over my foot and I lost me Fng mind! I barely was aware of my body thrashing, by that still barely moving, against my bonds, not me attempting to get out but my body moving on its own almost in a terrified panic, I slammed my head back against the pillow first then I shaking my head around, mostly trying to snake it in a big NOOOO!, I laughed screamed bloody murder into my gagg but it just came out in strange sounding muffled Mrrrmrrrmrrr EEEEEEEEEEEEEE, over and over, I don't know why or how but this reaction made her giggle and seemed to tickle even harder and faster, "TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE!" she was saying, and It was literally only seconds and I was in hell, or so I thought.

Bret had been only steps behind her and suddenly his little fingers were going to work on my left helpless foot with the same urgent and constant gentle scratches, he moved his hands less but was just effective, keeping one hand focusing on the top of my sole and the second focused on the middle and my heel, non moving from the area other than the frantic tickling digits. My gagged MRrrMrr sounds of laughter were now fewer and my gag screaming was more! FML!! it tickled so much, never in my life had I felt such intense tickling sensation, I struggled to look up from my head thrashing in desperation, at a glace I noted Naomi was sitting at the edge of the bed facing the twins over the rail right by my feet, the twins on either side of her looked up and down from my helpless bare soles to my desperate struggling out stretched form and mostly my bulging eyes and muffled screaming face, Angie continued her little "TICKLE TICKLE" taunt which I still don't know why but it always made it worse, and Bret was talking to his sisters as if i wasn't in the room, "oh my god, I've seen him go this crazy before" he laughed, looking down on my bare foot, his fingers seeming to move even harder and faster, "He can't move! he can't stop us!" he said and was giggling, giggling AT me. If i wasn't gagged and laughing/screaming my head off I would have told him to F** or so I began to think trying to glare at him, but was distracted as Naomi joined them.

I don't know how many here have experienced this, but when your ankles are tied and a sadistic girl thinks to tie your big toes to something that doesn't move, maybe i'm not that flexible, but that big toe being immobile makes the rest of your toes able to wiggle at the most, but it's impossible to curl them in defensively. I've been foot tickled many many times by that age of 10 I was, but the toes would only receive some of that punishment, cause it was easy to move them while thrashing around, I couldn't thrash around to move my helpless sensitive bare feet, and now I couldn't move even my toes, I realized then even with they hyper ticklish feet I had my toes... omfg

Each of Naomi's hands slid down as she reached down over the rails, each hand dangled just over top my bound bare feet, and the wicked nails of hers, 5 on each foot focused just on my toes. She was only slowly gently sliding them, like the previous slow raking tickling she had just given me, but it was focused on just my toes, sliding them up the bottom, then sliding them along the tops, the raking them backwards against the back of them. Not only were those simple movements in themselves equal to the work each twin was doing to my feet, but each twin was still tickling me with their same dedicated intensity. 10 little fingers and 5 nails worked over each foot, I was only screaming through my gag now!

I thought later how humiliating it was, they were all torturing me, and having a laugh at my expense, TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE i could hear Angie say, Bret kept commenting on how funny it was and how "But he can't stop us!" and how great he thought 'that' was, Naomi was silent other than joining them in laughter. I couldn't think it then cause it was agonizing! I struggled useless against my restraints, trying to do so with a focused effort at actually escaping but I couldn't focus on anything but the tickling and the taunting. I remembered a chat I had with a friend about tickling and tickle torture, I was a fool to say what the difference was, I had once been pinned and gang tickled for around 10 minutes and actually pee'd my pants which was humiliating and others had a laugh at my expense, but at the time I just thought at least it stopped the tickling which till then had been the worst i've ever had, which was why I was conflicted then that I had initially been happy I went to the bathroom before bed and Naomi started tickling me, If i hadn't maybe I could have pee'd myself, as horrific and humiliating and gross as that would be, the tickling was soooo soooo soooo much worse, but I didn't have to pee.

I couldn't move at all or get away no matter what I did, My muffled protest fell on deaf ears. I kept thinking they would stop any second, but they didn't, my hands and head shook violently, my muscles tired somehow still fought, I bursted out muffled scream after scream, 10 fingers and 5 nails, never stopping on my helpless bare super sensitive feet, you'd think this excess would have the brain go into shock and turn the ticklishness off, but the more they tickled the more ticklish I seemed to get. "Lets pull his pants down! he can't stop us or even -giggle- pull them back up!" I thought I heard Bret say over my own muffled screaming and Angies current "TICKLE TICKLE, TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE" song, I was too brain locked in the ticklish agony to really mentally react to that, but somewhere in the back of my brain I was thankful that Naomi responded with a stern "NO". 'Thank you' the back of my brain said and soon wanted to take it back, She changed her technique now, her wicked nail tipped little fingers no long stroking and poking my toes but outright tickling them gentle quick and constant! GDamn this family and it's skill at tickling! her nails danced quickly around my toes, focusing on scratching mostly on the very tips stopping only on occasion to dig those nails gently between my toes. My skin wanted to tear away from my feet, I was muffled screaming as high pitched as possible through the gag, like a girl, screaming like a little b#$# FML! the first second of the three of them going all out on my feet was an eternity of horrible agony, and they didn't stop after that second, they just kept tickling and tickling and tickling, Bret kept taunting and Angie kept chanting and singing "Tickle" at me, "SHUT THE #$#@ up" I think I yelled through my gag as well as a stream of hate filled cursing to pathetic begging, but due to the gag and only part of any word making it out at a time between my girlish squealing (fyi- no offense to girls here, it's just to express how pathetic i felt then, keep in mind i was 10). They just kept tickling and tickling...

I realized later Naomi probably tied me up this tight cause with the amount I struggled I would definitely have hurt myself, I couldn't move enough to do so. I thought later of what they had did to me, at the time I forgot that the only reason it was happening was because I had trapped and tickled Naomi's feet. Why then? and even this day I'm not completely sure. I wasn't too angry at the kids, they were just going along with Naomi's instructions, even though they were doing it way to well with way to much joy, which i was sure to punish them later for. Naomi though, why? tickling me for revenge was one thing, tying me up and lightly tickling me was way more than fitting revenge, but she had truly made me suffer, she seemed to really really enjoy both seeing me helpless and struggling, then more so helpless and struggling under the duress of tickle torture. I didn't learn about S&M till I hit my teens and really started investigating the internet, but even then was confused. Naomi was sadistic and cruel, but she didn't hurt me, just tickled me, sometimes she tickled me so bad I would trade it for pain at the time, this was one of those times, the very first time, and it changed me, I didn't realize it yet but the sensation of being completely helpless at the mercy of the girl who I had loved and couldn't stop looking at the skin she bared around me, was seeping into my subconscious, I still don't understand how you can really want something so scary and agonizing.

And the scary part started, the agony continued, I started to panic as they weren't stopping, I thrashed and screamed but the tickling just kept going, I gained a brief moment of awareness as Naomi stopped her assault turning to me leaving the kids to my feet, who then each added my briefly neglected toes to areas of attack, Naomi was crawling back towards me and in my girlish squealing and struggling I looked up to my wrist in a pathetic attempt to twist turn the knots again, pulling desperately and sluggishly then going limp again other than my wiggling toes and shaking chest and head from my muffled laughter, at that same moment Naomi stratled me and our eyes met, the cold glare wasn't there at the moment but another intense look, her mouth was open and her breathing heavy as she had just watched me struggle useless again, seeing me squealing in helpless laughter before her, desperate and terrified tear-filled eyes looking back to her, muffled squeals were all that came out I couldn't even muster muffled protest or words to beg to her, I knew even if i was ungagged she'd ignore me though, that look in her eyes, she liked seeing me like this! what was wrong with her I tried to think through my agonized brain, but most of my thoughts where prayers, -i turn red now in embarrassment- prayers things such as: god please help me, please stop i'll do anything, and I want my mommy... my prayers wouldn't be answered.

I couldn't even admire Naomi sitting on me that bare belly and outie belly button normally within reach, the top of her shirt dropped off one side a bit and I couldn't even admire that cute shoulder and that boney collar bone, all I could think of was the horrible tickling and why wouldn't they stop tickling my feeet! I couldn't even admire that adorable cute face of hers, especially cause her eyes went cold and scary again, she sang along Angie for a verse "TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE TICKLE" and was silent as her nails tore into me. Gently and quickly she started at my hips and tickled up my sides and ribs, pausing to on my armpits a moment longer then up my arms and all the way back down again, then up again, then down, over and over, sometimes focusing on the sides for a bit, then the ribs, then the armpits, then my lower arms. If I wasn't already screaming my head off and struggling... but the only change in my reaction was the slight movement of my arms and torso as my upper body barely moved in it's struggling, and the pleading crying look on my face as I tried to focus it and look to Naomi, I met only cold clinical eyes. HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEELLLLLLPPPPPPPPP!!!!!!!!!! my brain screamed. Naomi's evil nails finally left my sides and began doing circles on my stomach and chest, she'd pause on occasion with one hand to wiggle in my super sensitive navel, the other one still tickling away, and also pausing on occasion the dig her fingers into my newly found super sensitive hips for a bit, then back again to my belly and chest, it was then all over, her little fingers tipped with those cruel nails went up and down my sides, up my stomach and chest, making brief but pointed attacks on my hips and navel and now sensitive neck, which being able to move my chin down was pathetic but the only time this whole time I could even try, if uselessly, defend myself. This tickle attack of hers was gentle but fast and relentless, and the twins were still going at my feet like mad. After a bit I felt like I wasn't even in my bed in that room in that house, all there was was the tickling and the sound of my muffled screaming, all I wanted was to get away, to make it stop.

It was blurry when I realized they had stopped, I was still laughing, my body shaking from the laughter, I was also babbling Incoherent words into my gag and it took me a minute or two to stop me from doing it, I noticed my skin started feeling cool from the sweat, my hair was wet as was my face from sweat and tears. My body completely limp, I couldn't even move my hands and my head just kind of drooped to the side. "...had enough" "to bed, i'll tuck.." some words I made out from Naomi, in a haze I noticed Naomi had crawled off me and was laying at my side on the bed her bare feet swaying behind her, I noticed the kids were standing and moving towards my door, Angie ran back and gave my right foot another tickle, like electricity my whole body tensed, cause i had no strength of my own to do it, and I screamed into my gag, "Enough! go to bed" Naomi said, the sternness lost due to the fact she laughed when she saw my reaction, but luckily Angie obeyed. Naomi finally looked at me with normal eyes, no longer scary, I felt like I was returning my look with terrified eyes but In that state I must have just looked drunk, her hair was wet around the edges, she had actually broke a sweat in her efforts to torture me! The calmness and lack of being tortured slowly sunk in, I was catching my breath with calm long breaths, I still couldn't move though, Naomi looked at me laying along my right side and smiled, "Well THAT was fun!" she said, then her eyes turned to cold steel, "Bryce..." my head turned to her, seeing that look I started breathing heavy again in fear, "If you ever tell anyone that I did this to you, especially my parents! I'll do it again, but when I do I won't be easy on you like this time! and I won't stop! I'll make you wish you'd never been born" I visibly gulped, and thought... she, they thought they were being EASY on me! what was wrong with her!?! Her face went nice again, outright calm and serene, "Be back" she said and ruffled my hair, and she skipped out of the room. She was in a great mood as I lay there a broken blurry dazed weakened mess, and unsurprisingly passed out from exhaustion.

I woke up with a start as I felt something against me, Adrenaline coursed through me and what little energy I gained from my 2 minute nap I struggled violently and pointlessly against my restraints, I was still tied stretched out spreadeagle to the bed, my mouth and toes still taped, Naomi was lying against me on the bed and I looked to her terrified, Mmmming nonsense into my gag, NOT AGAIN! NO MORE PLEASE SOMEONE HELP! I thought in terrified desperation, then my brain slowly realized somethings, 1 Naomi's expression was surprised at my reaction, 2 she was holding scissors in one hand and the other she held a towel that she started dabbing at the sweat on my chest and moved it up to my hair, Her expression changed when she saw me struggling, the scary heavy breathing look, I could see it in her eyes, my struggle was just feeding her, and I could see she debated torturing me all over again, she shook her head and her expression was calm again, she continued drying me of my sweat, gently wiping my teary cheeks, then flopped the towel down on my stomach and carefully began removing the tape from my mouth. I always heard ductape hurts when pulled off, but it didn't, maybe it was a cheaper kind or the sweat had loosened it. At this I visibly calmed, my body went limp and I closed my tired eyes. She got the last piece of tape off and I forced the words out, my voice hoarse "Plu-eese No No more, Mu-ercy", the words made her flush and her mouth open and she briefly looked at me as if to put the tape back on and tickle me more and more, I didn't now I should have just shut up. Luckily again she controlled herself and said, "No Kid, you've had enough for tonight, and I hope you learned your lesson", despite her words I still panicked as she climbed off the bed and walked to the end standing before my immobile stretched out bare feet.

"NO PLEASE!! NO!!" I yelled, it again was hoarse, I couldn't help but struggle violently against my bonds again, and as I did I stopped I realized she had been moving the scissors towards my taped toe, she was untying me finally! She stopped at my reaction though watching me struggle, she was biting her lower lip, she began looking at me like a hungry dog, her eyes moving over my bound feet, up my outstretched form to my restrained wrists, I then realized she loved my protests, my struggling, possibly even my fear and suffering, I was tempting her more and more to tickle the shit out of me more, and I was still totally bound, it wouldn't be hard for her to retape my mouth and I'd again be in tickle hell. I suddenly shut my mouth and tried to lay perfectly still, my bare sensitive foot inches from her evil nails made it very difficult that and the increasingly scarier look in her eyes, eyes which I saw glance at the loose tape on the bed beside me she removed from my mouth, again to my bound wrists and ankles, i practically bit my tongue as she took in a sharp breath and a step back towards the bed, but she looked away, probably at my clock, let out the breath heavily and her eyes calmed, as if she hadn't acted any different for those scary few seconds she went back to cutting my big toe out of the tape, then the other, she was even humming to herself. She knelt down before my bare feet and I used all my will not to speak or react, I realized I just dodge the bullet, I'd die if i had to go through that, and what if she decided not to be "easy" on me?

Slowly and it felt cruel, she untied the ties from first the bed on both sides then my feet, which I quickly pulled up and defensively away from her, the reaction made her bite her lip again, OH GOD PLEASE PLEASE... but she slowly just walked up to my left wrist sitting on the bed, starting with the knot that was tied to the bed, the knot still around my wrist she crawled over the other side and started to free the knot connected to the bed again, I slowly moved my arm to my body the tie dangling from it, my arm was sore and tired and bringing it down was a relief, I realized she untied me like this slowly to show at any second she could tie me back up if she wanted to, and I sighed in relief as she untied each of the last knots around each wrist. I lay there exhausted watching her gather the ties, scissors, and scraps of tape and she left the room, leaving my door open and light on as if to return. I curled slowly into the fetal position, my limbs were sore, my wrists and ankles red from struggling and my muscles felt like floppy noodles, I realized even now she could tie me back up and I couldn't physically be able to stop her.

Naomi stood again in my doorway, weak as I was my eyes couldn't help but scan that bare belly, those feet, and her shirt was still to one side showing that soft shoulder and boney collar bone, but I did make a quick look as well to her hands to make sure she didn't have anything to tie me up with, she blushed as I oggled her, and laughed lightly at me, god I must have looked pathetic. I should F@#$ hate her I thought and there I was checking her out, but I was too tired to feel angry. She then surprised me and did something she had never done and something I'd never forget, she turned the light off and crawled behind me on the bed putting an arm over my fetal form, and cuddled with me! The near most terrifying night of my life suddenly shifted to one of the best in seconds! I wanted to lay there forever her cuddling against me, oddly making me feel safe even though only minutes ago she scared the S#$ out of me, I unfortunately didn't get to enjoy it long, cause I fell fast asleep.

More encounters with Naomi to come

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