Stories of Tie Up Games

Based on a request, here is part 1. Its also partially based on me, well, myself when I was growing up as a sub who desperately wanted a cougar to break in and tie me up when I was home alone. Even before I was- aware of why I liked the idea I had a fascination with older women being in control, and a robber? I hope you enjoy part 1, part 2 wont take too long. Dont fall too in love with Giselle, she grows more wicked as the story goes on

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Giselle parked at the end of the cul-de-sac, there were no cameras, no real neighbors.  The subdivision in the sun belt was still being built, and multiple homes that were still under construction separate the house that was her target from the nearest occupied one.  The van was in the empty driveway next to the house, the only one on the cul-de-sac that was occupied.  No vehicles were there as expected.  Taking out a large dufflebag she walked behind the house and checked backdoor.  To her pleasant surprise it was left unlocked.  "How kind of the owners to leave it unlocked for me!"  She said with a smile as she slid it open.  Closing it behind her she looked around, it was what you would expect from a middle class family home.  In the warm summer you could feel the AC blasting, the washing machine was running, and the tv had been left on.
"I appreciate them leaving the door unlocked, but Im surprised they left these appliances running."  She muttered.  She had cased the joint, every saturday the family left for the afternoon to go to the beach and would come back with leftovers from a restaurant they went too well into the evening.  She had several hours she was sure.

But then she heard a sound that made her panic, the sound of soft footsteps.  Then something she feared even more, a voice.  "Hello?"  Her eyes went wide as a boy emerged.  Giselle was tall for a woman, six feet tall, with a body that wasnt as muscular as a body builder, but with a lean and mean physique that was stronger than most would expect just by looking at her in her long sleeved shirt and jeans.  Giselle was almost forty, with dark hair and pale skin.  The boy in front of her wasn't waifish or tiny, but she would be surprised if he was a teenager yet.  He had brown hair with vibrant blue-green eyes that stunned Giselle as they looked into her's.  The head that those eyes were attached too was round, with full cheeks without being puffy or overweight.  "Oh, its you!"

Giselle was taken aback by this, she expected the boy to react in a lot of ways, but 'oh its you' was not one of them.  She took a breath and raised an eyebrow.  "Me?"

"Yeah."  The boy replied, before a slight blush colored his cheeks.  "I mean yes maam."  He replied.  "My parents said you had to cancel unfortunately, but I guess you were able to make it!"

Giselle paused, realizing that the boy seemed to think she was his babysitter!  "Yes- you mean me, the babysitter."

The boy confirmed her suspicions.  "Oh yea- I mean yes maam."  He said with a kind smile.  "I told them I would be fine, I'll be eleven this autumn!  But it is nice to have someone here to spend time with I guess."  Giselle looked at the boy.  He had brown hair that was neither shaggy, nor short.  She suspected he would be getting a haircut soon however.  For ten the boy was tall, not abnormally so, it didn't shock her, but he would certainly be one of the taller boys in his class.  The boy, obviously for his age, wasn't muscular, would be easy to subdue, but she hesitated.  He was being amicable so far as he turned and pointed to the refrigerator.  "There's leftovers for you in the fridge.  Some pizza and chicken tenders!"  He said excitedly.  Giselle smirked, the boy didn't seem overweight.  Similar to his hair not being long nor short his body type wasn't skinny, but wasn't chubby or fat either.  He seemed to have a normal body type, though with a softness too him, she could poke his belly and find it soft she guessed, not hard resistant.

"Well."  She said looking at him.  "You can call me- Raven."  She said, blurting it out.  The boy looked at her, she noticed he wore a soccer jersey with matching soccer shorts.  Wearing a team uniform when not playing didn't appeal to her, but then again she wasnt a ten year old boy.  "What was your name again sweetie?"

The boy beamed at her.  "James, though you can call me Jamie maam."

Giselle ruffled his chestnut brown hair.  "Well Jamie, Im here for a little bit, but we need to go to your room first."  The boy seemed nervous as she saw his bedroom down the hall.  She walked towards it.

"Um- well uh."

Giselle walked towards the door, and smirked.  She had planned to lock the boy in the room, but now she had other plans.  "My Jamie, a roll of duct tape, belts, a jump rope?  If I didn't know better I would say you were planning on tying yourself up!"

Look at the boy he immediately started blushing.  He was caucasian, obviously, but she could tell he spent time outside, and he had a light tan, even with that his embarassment was evident on his cheeks.  "Um uh.  You see I uh.  Was planning on putting a costume together.  It will be Halloween in three months!"

"Uh huh."  Giselle replied, the boy wasn't fooling anyone.  "You no Jamie there's no shame in being tied up.  I've seen plenty of people tied up, some I've even helped."

The boy's eyes went wide hearing that.  "Real- really Misses Raven?"  He asked naievely.  

"Oh yes."  She replied touching his nose.   "Would you like me to tie you up?  We could make it a game!  I tie you up and I go around the house with that supply bag I brought, pretending to rob the place!"

"Like a game of robbers?"

"Exactly!"

Jamie was still blushing, but he nervously giggled and nodded his head.  "O- okay.  That could be fun Misses Raven!"

Giselle smiled back at him as she leaned down.  "Okay, how about this, sit on the bed."  She said leading him over, he did so, eagerly.  "Now, Im going to put these belts around your ankles."  She said with a smile, taking the boy's ankles.  He again didn't exactly have muscle, but his lower body such as his legs and rear had some muscle to them, she assumed it was from him playing sports.  Soccer obviously, his arms didn't look like they had ever conducted a push up or bicep curl in the boy's youthful life.  Jamie giggled as she tightened the belts around his ankles.  "Seem okay?"

Jamie moved his ankles around, blushing, his eyes wide as he realized he couldn't get his ankles out.  "Y- yes maam."  He said timidly.

"You can say Madam if you like, or Miss Raven."

"Yes Madam Raven."  He said in a rush, combining them.

Giselle giggled.  "Madam Raven, I like that.  Almost as fun as when I walked in on that slumber party and had them all calling me Mistress as I hauled them away."  She muttered underneath her breath.

"What madam?"

"Nothing, nothing."  She said with a smile.  "Now, arms behind your back, roll over."  She said, taking his wrists she tied the jump rope around them.  Not super tight, but would hold him in her opinion.  Smiling she told him to struggle.  He did.  "Seem like a good tie by this robber?"  She asked grinning.

Jamie squirmed around.  "Yes Madam."  He said, not getting out.  

"Good."  Giselle said, playfully smacking his behind, he yelped in surprise.  "Now, Im going to be a robber and search for valuables!  Don't fall off the bed!"

With that she went out, grinning wildly.  The boy had been a fun distraction, and his own interest in bondage had made this one of the easiest tie ups she had ever done in order to get someone out of the way!  Giggling she walked around the house, she avoided the bulkier stuff that would weigh her down, or things that looked like heirlooms that would be harder to sell as they could be easily identified.  But some old silver plates, a box of cash underneath the parents bed.  It was starting well for her when she heard footsteps again.  Turning around she saw Jamie, blushing wildly, smiling as he held the jumprope in his hands.  "Oh no, the robber sees me!" He said, with a mix of naive mischievousness.

"She does."  Giselle replied.  "How did you get out so quick, its only been ten or so minuets?"

The boy smiled, seeming proud of himself.  "I've practiced on my wrists before Madam.  Once I got that knot undone, you only did one, I was able to work at the belt until it became uncinched!"

Giselle raised an eyebrow, impressed.  "Well done Jamie.  You know what that means?"  She said walking towards him.

"What?"

Giselle smiled.  "It means you get to be captured by the robber again!"  She swooped down, the boy was tall for his age, with broad shoulders she could tell would form a strong basis for him as he grew up, but for now she was the one that went to the gym six times a week.  It was she who easily put him on her shoulder, and with some grunting, get him back to his bed.  Plopping him down she smile.  "Okay, this time a better tie."  She said as the boy giggled.  She took two belts, tightly cinching them around his ankles and knees, on top of them she put a layer of duct tape.  "Now for your wrists, nah-ah-uh, give them to me."  As Jamie playfully tried to keep them away from her.  She grabbed ahold of them and taped up his wrists behind his back tightly together, along with his forearms.  

"Ooomph."

"Youre plenty flexible for this Jamie, if you escape again it will be your elbows touching, not just your wrists and part of your forearms."  She said with a smile as she rolled him over.  She noticed his shirt had risen up some, revealing some tanned belly.  She couldn't help but stare, she had a thing for bellies, especially ones that looked ticklish.  Jamie?  He wasn't fat, but also wasnt super skinny, his belly was mostly flat, but also soft, and, as she found out, he had a delightfully round and deep navel.  She reached down, a hard fingernail running around it.  Jamie gasped, Giselle's nails were done up long and hard and painted deep red.  The tease at the boy's sensitive skin, making him gasp and squirm at the lightest of her touches.  Giselle beamed at him.  "Tell me Jamie."  She said, pushing his shirt higher so that all of his smooth tummy as well as his ribs could be seen.  "Are you ticklish?"

The boy's eyes went wide.  "No- no."

She lightly raked her nails down his midsection.  He burst into giggles.  "Im barely touching you.  "You know, I dont like boys who lie Jamie."

"Hehehe-sorrhgeheehehaaha!  Madam Raven-hahaahah!  Plesseeeheheh!"

Giselle grinned.  "You're lucky I dont ask Q and her paramour what the finder's fee would be for you."  She said, sitting on the bed now as a single hand started to spider tickle his belly.

His eyes went wide.  "Nohahaha-pheshshahahah-phsmahahoooohahaha!"  She shook his head back and forth, rocking from side to side.  His navel was sensitive, as was his waist, his ribs made him loose control of his laughter, his sides made him hysterical, but his tummy?  Oh she found out quickly just how sensitive his tummy was, one of the most sensitive she had ever seen.  "Pheessshahahah-noohaahhaa-njooahheehahackk-phehss-stahahahaphhehehe-I-I-noahahahahhaaa!"  And his midriff was ground zero for the nuclear explosion that was his tummy's tickle torture.

Giselle grinned.  "I love your belly, so smooth, yet soft to the touch while still having an abdominal muscle that I can feel and really dig into!"  She said as she sunk her hard nails deep into his tummy, painfully so even, into his abdominal muscle."

"Heeeeeehahaha-phesshahahaha!"

"My Jamie, I could watch you be tickle tortured all day!"

can't wait for part 2

lilshinefan wrote: 4 weeks ago can't wait for part 2

Thank you! Can I ask your thoughts so far and what you like the most?

This matches my young fantasies too. Being tightly tied up by a woman in her fourties. Also me wearing shirts and t shurt for the escapade. I suspect the inky differences for be is it would be bare feet tickled more than belly, and id also demand to be gagged and blindfolded.

A nuclear tickle attack by a a pseudo babysitter, can't get any better than that. Can't wait for part. 2.

As the person who requested this I must say I‘m delighted to be able to read this.

And you did well my friend, it’s really well described with a lot of thoughts and my my, your writing style in general is really cool. Poor Jamie is such an innocent and sweet boy, if only he knew who „Raven“ really was haha

One thing that’s on my mind right now: If Raven wants to launch another tickle attack, it might be helpful to gag Jamie so he doesn’t get too loud, even if there aren’t really any neighbours nearby lol

Bondageboi wrote: 4 weeks ago This matches my young fantasies too. Being tightly tied up by a woman in her fourties. Also me wearing shirts and t shurt for the escapade. I suspect the inky differences for be is it would be bare feet tickled more than belly, and id also demand to be gagged and blindfolded.

As someone who as already written the ending but has to feel in the middle lets just say I think you'll be happy on at least two out of three of these

TuggyBoundMale wrote: 4 weeks ago As the person who requested this I must say I‘m delighted to be able to read this.

And you did well my friend, it’s really well described with a lot of thoughts and my my, your writing style in general is really cool. Poor Jamie is such an innocent and sweet boy, if only he knew who „Raven“ really was haha

One thing that’s on my mind right now: If Raven wants to launch another tickle attack, it might be helpful to gag Jamie so he doesn’t get too loud, even if there aren’t really any neighbours nearby lol

Glad you like it, I appreciate feedback and comments, happy to hear anymore you have! Lets just say its going to get a lot worse for Jamie (who is certainly not based on myself back then!)

Great work! I love how Jamie is playing the game, without any clue as to Giselle's true intentions. That line about the slumber party has me intrigued.

Giselle giggled. "Madam Raven, I like that. Almost as fun as when I walked in on that slumber party and had them all calling me Mistress as I hauled them away." She muttered underneath her breath.

I wonder what the story was there, and how it will affect Jamie's adventure? Keep up the good work!

Redman wrote: 4 weeks ago Great work! I love how Jamie is playing the game, without any clue as to Giselle's true intentions. That line about the slumber party has me intrigued.

Giselle giggled. "Madam Raven, I like that. Almost as fun as when I walked in on that slumber party and had them all calling me Mistress as I hauled them away." She muttered underneath her breath.

I wonder what the story was there, and how it will affect Jamie's adventure? Keep up the good work!

Look at the title of the story

WhereAmI wrote: 4 weeks ago A nuclear tickle attack by a a pseudo babysitter, can't get any better than that. Can't wait for part. 2.

Glad you like it! Any other thoughts? You might enjoy the ending

Part 2! Hope you enjoy and comment!
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The boy as crying tears of laughter now as he pleaded.  "Nohahaha-heeeehshahsthahaphha!"  Giselle tickled his underarms.  "Hahahaha!"
"Hmm, not as ticklish there.  No worries."  She said, lifting his shirt over his head so it sat on his shoulders.  "I know where you definitely are."  She said as she squeezed his ribs, counting them one at a time before attacking his belly and sides with savage abandon.  He squirmed and laughed for another ten minuets.  By the time Giselle was done Jamie could barely breath, his chest rising and fall, tears of laughter staining his cheeks.  Finally Giselle stood up.  "Oh I have something else."  She said, going into her bag, she had faced similar situations before, and, pulling out a thick blindfold, placed it over the boys eyes, securing it tightly behind his head.

"Hey I can-ahhieee!"  He yelped as She spanked his belly again.  

"My, your yelps are just as cute."  She said, giving his belly another spank, another yelp.  "How about we play a game?  How many spanks can your belly take before you beg me to tickle you again?"

It turned out the answer was ten adorable yelps before the pleading for tickling began, five more and he was begging.  Giselle, ever the sadist, gave his belly five more spanks so it was all nice red and stinging, but was surprisingly merciful in only giving him five more minuets of belly tickling.  His yelps and laughter was so adorable to her, and she couldn't help but enjoy naieve and willing captive.  In fact, she was starting to find herself distracted in tormenting the poor boy and is cute belly, forgetting why she was there.  She looked down at Jamie and took a breath.  The boy was gasping down air as well, his belly quite red now from the harsh spanks, with even darker lines along his midsection and sides that showed a roadmap of her tickling of him.

"Now."  She said smirking.  "Im afraid the robber has to get back to work, Im sure you will behave this time?"  She said grinning.  Turning to walk out the room as she saw the boy's legs practically do a flutter kick in his soccer shorts as he immediately tried to get loose.  Giselle knew she had time, and she took her time.  After ten, fifteen, twenty minuets she didn't hear footsteps.  She assumed the boy had worn himself out trying to escape with the little energy she had left him after his over half hour long ordeal.  She found another thousand in cash, some jewelry, as well as a sterling watch that was just left in the master bathroom by the sink.

She was surprised when she walked back into the Master bedroom to see Jamie.  Untied.  Sitting on the bed.  His soccer jersey was no longer on, his belly was there, practically teasing and taunting Giselle as the boy grinned and giggled.  "Hi Madam robber!"  He said cheerfully, almost eagerly.  His hair was damp from sweat, and while he was a boy with plenty of energy Giselle could tell the past hour had taken a lot out of him.  Giselle didn't get upset, staying in character she put her hands on her hips, the watch still in her right hand.  "Young man how did you escape this time?"

Jamie held up a bundle of duct tape that was crunched up in his hand.  "Fortunately when you tore off the tape to use on my wrists you tore it a bit.  The piece by my hand.  I managed to wiggle and pick at it until it started to tear.  And slowly more came off.  After that I had to spend time on the belts and tape, it took a long time actually!  Those were tight and hard to get undone Madam Raven!"

Giselle looked at him.  "I bet."  She said, patting his shoulder, he was working up a sweat.  And next time she wanted him quiet.  "Follow me to the kitchen Jamie."  She said with a crooked finger at the boy.  He silently nodded, eyes following her as they walked to the sink.  She made him a glass of water.  "Drink this."  She said, kindly, with a smile, yet forcefully, almost sternly.  Yet it was second nature to her, and Jamie didnt have the backbone to resist her tone and smile.  Drinking it Giselle smiled.

"All done Madam Raven."

"Good."  She replied.  "Didn't want you to be dehydrated, you're about to be captured again."

Jamie's eyes went wide.  "Oh no."  He muttered, before trying to get away.  She rolled her eyes, giggling her self as she chased after the boy, quickly wrapping an arm around his waist and getting him by the scruff of his neck as she leaned down towards his chestnut hair to whisper at him.

"Lets get you back to your room."  She said, forcibly cupping the back of his neck and leading the way towards it.  "I think this time I'm going to have to show you Im an expert in restraining people, especially rascals such as yourself.  She emphasized this by giving his rear a hard smack, making him yelp as he practically jumped through the door frame.

"Oooww!"  He yelped.  "That stings!"

She looked at him, smirking.  "Well you have now interrupted a robber twice, think Im going to stay nice?"  She asked.  And yes.  This time she wasnt going to be nice.  Leading Jamie to the bed she had him lay on his belly at first, quickly grabbing his wrists, not giving him a chance to try to resist.  Grinning she taped Jamie's wrists tightly together, before cinching a belt over it.  She then used a belt to cinch his elbows together, the boy grimaced at this.

"Ooommmphh, thats- ugggh."   

"Now now, I warned you what would happen if you escaped again.  And at your age your plenty flexible for this!"  She said with a smile, tighting the belt further so that his elbows touched, her inner sadist leaking around as she plastered tape on top of the belt.  Wrapping it from his elbows to his wrists.  She then rolled him over and did the same to his knees and ankles, though there the tape only went where the belts were.  Though this time she remembered how she saw his legs kicking and also went to his thighs.  Taking another belt she forced his thighs together, her hard nails accidentally scraping his inner thighs as she tightened the belt.  He giggled.  She raised an eyebrow.  "Ticklish here too?"  She asked as she tickled his soft thighs.

"Nohahaha-ehheheehahaea!"  He called out, trying to squirm to no avail.

She grinned.  "My, this is getting a better reaction than even your underarms!"  She said with a grin.  "So smooth and soft, I can see why they're so ticklish, how dare you try to hide that you're ticklish here!"  She said as he rolled around in his soccer shorts.  "Will have to punish you for that with more tickling!"

The boy pleaded and laughed as his upper thighs and entire midsection was tickled now, Giselles hands merciless as she went.  "Hehehehahaha-nooo-hahahpleeshsehehaha!"  Giselle smirked, observing his limbs and how ticklish he was there.  She rolled up his soccer shorts so that all of his thighs were easily accessible for her tickling fingers.  "Hahahno-hahahehehe-fair!"

Giselle rolled her eyes.  "Oh none of this is fair Jaime, thats one of the reasons its so much fun for me."  She said, Jaime opened his mouth to speak but she handgagged him, her other hand still tickling his thighs.  "Boys like you should be seen, not heard."  With that she pulled scarves she had found in his mother's dresser from her pocket.  Shoving a couple in she used the rest, along with a sweaty bandana she had, to put quite the tight cleave gag together.

"Mmmmmphhh!"  He called out into his gag, his eyes going wide.  "Nommmphhhmphh!"  He called out as she also put his blindfold back on, not allowing him to see or talk.  She rolled him over and started to savagedly tickle his belly once more.  "Nommmphhhheehesmph!  Oommphhahahahamohph-stammphheheeshseshaha!"  He pleaded, shaking his head.

Giselle grinned.  "So helpless, so sensitive, at my mercy.  Oh my sadist heart weeps for joy."  She said, stroking his brown hair with one hand while playing with his midriff with the other.  "And I can make you laugh harder!"  She said sinking her nails deeper and faster into his flesh, tears rolled down his face as he shook his head. Red lines criss-crossing his belly and thighs.  She looked at him as he squirmed.  "My, you really would make Bishop give me such a lucrative offer if I told him about you and how helpless of a situation I had you in."  She muttered, mostly to herself.  "Would be so easy to set up a delivery.

"MMphehesss! Hammohhamph-plemphhhsss-mphahahe!" The tickling reached thirty minuets, his body was covered in red lines, sweat coated his skin, tears rolled down his face. He couldn't stop laughing as his belly, sides, ribs, and thighs were tickled relentlessly by the cruel and sadistic woman.  Her smile becoming a broader and broader grin as time went on.  She giggled at his yelps as the occasional belly spank left a reddish tinge to his belly.

"Oh Im enjoying this."  The woman said, the boy's squirming body practically tickling himself as they ran against her painfully hard fingernails.   

"MMphehesss! Hammohhamph-plemphhhsss-mphahahe!" The tickling reached forty minuets now, Jamie's body was covered in red lines, sweat coated his skin, tears rolled down his face.  He couldn't stop laughing as my belly, sides, ribs, and thighs were tickled. He struggled to gasp for air, wondering if he would faint from the tickling.

Giselle smiled as she ran a hand through his hair for a moment before rolling him over to focus on his thighs for a moment.  "Smooth and creamy for my nails to tickle."  She said with a cruel smirk as she tickled the back of his thighs, which got a bunch of cute squeals and laughs from him.  Rolling up his soccer shorts, along with his squirming, had left every inch of his thighs available for her torturous finger nails.  She enjoyed him squirming, squeezing his inner thighs and then helping him roll over so she could just wiggle her fingers on the back of his thighs.  "I love how smooth and soft your legs are!"  She said with a cruel smirk.  "Its the perfect balance between you giggling so delightfully, but not squealing into insantity.  No, that's what your belly is for isnt it?  She paused, standing up and patting his head.  "Now, how are you doing?"

"Mmmphh."  The boy whined weakly.

Giselle giggled.  "Its been lovely for me as well.  Tell you what, Im going to go be a robber for another 30 minuets.  Try to escape."  She said, her hand running through his hair now.  "Do and you'll get a reward.  If not...well I need to test that gag with some belly spanks, along with more tickling."  She said, causing Jamie's eyes to go wide in fear.  She giggled at the sight.  "Best of luck Jamie, and trust me, you're going to need it!"  She walked out of the room, her smile stuck to her face, it had been a long time since she had a robbery as enjoyable as this one.

I do believe that Jamie needs an abductor/friend that would give him a home, keep him tightly tiedup (if possible) and continue to tickle torture him everyday with a possible Nuclear Tickle Attack at least once a week.. Please find out from Giselle what her plans are for Jamie, maybe she would consider ransoming him to me, which I would gladly accept the position of Jamie's Master and Chief Tickler.

Great story so far. I love the marathon F/m tickling! I hope there is more of it, especially on Jamie's bare soles.

WhereAmI wrote: 4 weeks ago I do believe that Jamie needs an abductor/friend that would give him a home, keep him tightly tiedup (if possible) and continue to tickle torture him everyday with a possible Nuclear Tickle Attack at least once a week.. Please find out from Giselle what her plans are for Jamie, maybe she would consider ransoming him to me, which I would gladly accept the position of Jamie's Master and Chief Tickler.

Maybe you'll have a chance to bid on him soon

milagros317 wrote: 4 weeks ago Great story so far. I love the marathon F/m tickling! I hope there is more of it, especially on Jamie's bare soles.

I need to add feet tickling dont I

I absolutely love it! Great job, really

Giselle is getting vicious with him! Fantastic update

Your writing is good. Any chance of a side story where instead of ropes and duct tape, the sitter mummifies the boy as a "game" or something? As I've said elsewhere, there's not enough G-rated stuff on here, and mummification is my favorite.

TuggyBoundMale wrote: 4 weeks ago I absolutely love it! Great job, really

Thank you! I hope you continue your bank robbery story btw

TormentedSlave wrote: 3 weeks ago

TuggyBoundMale wrote: 4 weeks ago I absolutely love it! Great job, really

Thank you! I hope you continue your bank robbery story btw

Yeah I‘ll have to work on that, youre right

Love belly torture! Such a lovely Dom!

The third and final (for now) part! Enjoy tickling, belly spanking, and an ending that is a bit ominous for a character that is certainly not based off of me back when I would have loved to have been tied up by a femme fetale robber

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Giselle now went to finish looking for any valuables, but if she was being honest it was hard for her to focus on that anymore.  Her thoughts was on Jaime, the helpless boy tied up and at her mercy.  His adorable belly on display for her hard fingernails to tickle to her cruel heart's intent, his smooth thighs that elicted such lovely giggles when she tickled them.  His face contorted into endless laughter.  It brought her a rush and a smile.  After a little more than fifteen minuets she decided she had given the  boy enough time.

Walking back in she saw the boy, he was currently on his belly, She could hear him taking deep breaths and he huffed and puffed, trying to escape.  He wasn't able to even really able to kick his legs this time, he could only roll back and forth.  Faint lines from where she had tickled the back of his thighs could be seen, she smirked, she had rolled up his soccer shorts so none of his legs would be covered, despite his squirming he had only been able to push them up instead of down.  He didn't have a lot of muscle, but he obviously played soccer, and his legs had some muscle that made the smooth skin even more fun to tickle to her.

But as she walked in she was pretty sure he didn't even hear her.  He had a sheen of sweat on his skin from the tickling and trying to escape, so she decided to surprise him.  She went to his feet, tied tightly together at his ankles and ran her hard nails over his soles.  "Mmpheheheehemmphh!"  The boy giggled into his gag.

Giselle grinned, her nails raking over his soles.  "More ticklish than your underarms, less so than your thighs."  She muttered.

She tickled the top of his feet at the same time as his soles now.  "Mmmphahhamph!"

"That's better, still not as ticklish as your thighs, and no where near as ticklish as that hypersensitive belly of yours."  She continued to tickle his feet.  Enjoying watching him try to squirm as she lifted up the boy's feet and tickled them.  Her nails danced on them for another moment before she placed them down.  She ran a nail up the boy's legs, making him giggle before she gave his rear a spank, making him yelp before she grabbed his side, her nails digging in and making him laugh as she rolled him over.  His blue-green eyes giggled twinkled at her as he giggled.  "Now Jaime."  She said, her nails lazily making large circles on his abdomnen, making him squirm and giggle.  It was still a bit red from the earlier torment.  "Seems like you didnt escape.  Tsk tsk."  She muttered.  "Remember what that means?"

The boy's eyes went wide.  "Mmmphhhh!" 

Giselle giggled cruelly.  "Yes I think I said if you didn't escape I would have to test that gag with belly spanks."  She said, rubbing the boy's midriff.  "And it seems this time you, couldn't escape, so-"

Jamie's eyes went wide as she raised her hand only to bring it down onto his belly with a harsh smack.  "Mmmphhieeeemphoowiemphie!"  Jamie cried out into his gag, his body slightly arching.  Giselle giggled.

"Well that gag is holding up for now."  She said with a smirk.  "I think we need to test this for awhile."

Another smack.  "Mmmphhhieeeommphhiee!"  Jamie yelped out again.

Giselle grinned.  "You know your yelps are really too cute for you to give them so freely to a sadist like me."  She said, rubbing his midriff for a moment before spanking his belly again, another yelp of pain whimpering through the gag.  "Like, I enjoy impact play just as much as tickling, and your giggles and yelps are both so perfect!"  Another spank.

"Mmmphiheeemphe!  Phessmphh!"  He pleaded, though it was soft through his gag.

Giselle grinned, enjoying the boys yelps, rubbing his reddening tummy as her other hand went to tickle his inner thighs, making his laugh and squirm.  "Now, Im thinking, oh, thirty spanks should suffice."  The boys eyes went wide and he shook his head, babbling into his gag, amusing Giselle greatly.  "But dont worry, every five spanks I'll stop and give you a break.  Well not really, I'll be tickling your belly and thighs non-stop for five minuets.  But hey, thats a little better wouldn't you say?"  

"Mmmmmphhh!"

"Good!  Glad you agree!"  With that her hand came down again.  It turns out she was starting from zero, not counting the previous smacks.  Jamie didn't appreciate that, but Giselle didn't care, that just made it all the better to her.  Of course the boy yelped, begged, and cried, but she took her time.  Every five spanks meant five minuets of tickling.  His belly, this thighs, his feet occasionally.  It was a delight to Giselle.  She knew she had time, and she had drawn it out for over an hour since the start of the thirty belly spanks.  Over two hours from the start of her robbery.  But she didn't care, this had been the most entertaining robbery in at least three years to her.  And Jamie was a delight to have tied up and at her mercy.  Another spank, another yelp, more tickling.  His body arching, rolling, squirming.  It took over an hour, but finally she paused, finishing with the hardest one yet.  "Mmmphhieeeehehoowwwhmphhiee!"  He yelped, his body arching so that his belly rose like a sacrifice to her.  She smirked, rubbing it as she told him she was done.  For now at least.  Giggling she stood up, stretching as she checked her watch as Jamie panted on the bed, soaked in sweat with a rather tender tummy.

Giselle smirked, looking down at the boy as he squirmed on the bed.  He was beyond exhausted by this point, his belly a map of darker red lines on his already red tummy, placed there from her hard nails that drew a map of ticklish nerves all across his tummy, midriff, and midsection.  It was such a fun belly to spank too he had an adorable yelp!  She giggled again.  "Wait there Jamie."  She said, not that the boy had a choice.  His wrists and elbows tied tightly, touching eachother as he groaned at that.  His ankles, knees, and thighs tied tightly together.  All of his upper thighs still shown off, revealing smaller maps of still very ticklish nerves.  The firm cleave gag forced tightly into his mouth.  Her blindfold one of the few tools she brought with her that helped.  "I think I'll go try that pizza now."  She said, walking over to the fridge, she took out a slice and nibbled on it as the idea she had had in her head finally reached the point of where she was willing to cross the rubicon.  She pulled out her burner phone and called a number.  "Hello, Queenie?"

A woman's voice replied, she could hear her beaming.  "G.  Long time, lovely to hear from you.  Its been what?  Three years since you came across that slumber party I believe?"

"Yes."  Giselle replied.  "Hear it was lucrative."

"What you got for your finder's fee should have told you that."

Giselle grinned.  "There was five of them, you wiring me 100k tells me it was."  She paused, still grinning.  "Do you and Bishop still help turn people we accidentally stumble upon during jobs into another source of income?"

"We deal in merchandise of all types darling.  You hear about those sorority sisters that went missing at the remote lake in the Ozarks?"
"That was you and Bishop?"

"And associates."  Queenie replied.  "So tell me dear, is this call business or pleasure."

Giselle grinned.  "Lets say business, as much as it could be argued against.  Stumbled across a boy that seemed to have an interest in being tied up!  Made this job easy.  I was going to leave him, but he's so adorable when being tickle tortured, and we know how many people enjoy a cute tickle slave to own."

Queenie let out a huff.  "Oh trust me I know."  She chuckled.  "I trust your judgement.  Collect him and I'll send you the location to drop him off to our trade association to your secondary burner."  Giselle felt herself nod.  "The standard finder's fee is ten percent, but Ive missed you so me and my husband will make it fifteen."

"Oh youre a dear."

"No you my friend.  Thank you for the call, and looking forward to seeing you soon for the mutually beneficial transaction!"

At that Giselle hung up the phone and finished her pizza.  Going back into the room Jamie was drenched in sweat and exhausted.  "Still havent escaped sweetie?"  She said with a giggle as she looked down at him.  With a swipe of her hand she smacked his midriff hard, making him yelp loudly.  Giselle smiled as he jumped in his skin, not expecting the spank.  Giselle sat down next to him, her hard nails lazily drifting along his tummy and midsection.  "Should have told Queenie about your navel, so deep and round!"  She said, teasing it with a lonely finger, making Jamie giggle.  "So Jamie, I have some news for you that may surprise you."

"Mmmph-hehehemph."  The boy muttered into the cleave gag before he start giggling again.  

"Yes, you see I havent been entirely honest."  She said to the boy.  "You cant blame me, you gave me the perfect cover by assuming I was your babysitter."  Jamie raised an eyebrow at this, confused.  "Yes, you see Jamie, I'm a robber.  Dont worry, I didn't come here to take family heirlooms, just some cash I found and your mother's jewelry."  She sensed the boy go tense, he was bright, for his age, very bright, and she knew that he figured out immediately that she was telling the truth.  "Dont be offended, its my job, and no one gets hurt.  Usually."  She said, tickling him harder now.

"Nomhahahamphehesshmmphahaee!"  He pleaded into his gag, exhausted but squirming by rolling side to side.

"Yes, you see at first I just wanted you out of the way.  But then I saw that  you wanted to be tied, up, then I saw how sensitive your skin was, and how ticklish!  You're so adorable all tied up.  And well, you see my friend Queenie.  Her and her husband have a business, a lucrative one for us robbers and burglars.  You see we try to case our jobs, make sure no one is home, but its not always the case.  A kid home early from school, a university student unexpectedly back from college, a pretty friend staying over, slumber parties, people who have the night shift trying to sleep, or situations like you.  It happens, and while we usually can just leave, Queenie and Bishop allow these incidents, and these people, to become another- lucrative source of income."  Giselle giggled evilly now, both sets of fingernails raking down the boys midsection ribs to waist, making him giggle and try to thrash in his bondage as he was tickled by the cruel woman. 

"Mmmphhmphehehestmmph!"

"Should get used to this.  You see I told them about you, and well.  Im afraid you'll be coming with me Jamie."

The boy tensed up.  "Mmmmphhh!"

"Yes, and Im afraid there's no debate.  But dont worry, Queenie doesnt fasten on the collars too tight."  Giselle giggled again.  "Okay, maybe she does, but that doesn't matter.  What matters is it turns out youre the most lucrative thing in this house, which means I get to finish this job with a worthwhile business transaction.  So... into my backup duffle with you!"  She said giving his midriff another spank as she giggled.  

Jamie tried to struggle, he was very smart, and she knew that he was being kidnapped, and it didn't sound like it was for ransom.  Giselle was much bigger and stronger however, it was a joy to her to get him tightly trussed up into a hogtie that arched his body as she rolled him into the dufflebag.  Zipping it up she went back outside with the two dufflebags.  The boy's gagged muffled sounds barely escaping as she placed both into the back of her van.  Grinning the widest grin she could she took out her secondary burner.  "Now for those coordinates.  Ah here they are.  Good news Jamie!  Looks like if I get you dropped off by tonight they can get you back to their headquarters in time for next week's auction!"  She giggled.  "You certainly wont be in Kansas anymore, or probably the sun belt at all, but I hear Russia is lovely this time of year!  There's a lot of buyers from there, or Australia, I saw those national geographic magazines of yours.  SO much unique fauna!  A lovely place to spend some time as a slave."  With a cackle she noticed Jamie's response, he could hear her, and she could practically hear his gasp even from behind the gag.

With a cackle the door to the van was slammed shut.  Soon a van could be seen driving off, a picture of a green witch on a broom on each side of it.  Im your narrator, you can call me Jamie, and this Halloween you can now see the start of my journey, where I desperately wished for some ruby slippers to tap together to get me back home.

NOOOOOO, I will gladly pay you $52,378.21, 87 goldfish, 12 drummers drumming, 11 cases of wintergreen Altoids, 10 maids milking ticklish cows, 9 bos elder trees, 8 500 ft lengths of the best cotton tie-em-up-rope, 7 used handkerchiefs, 6 pounds of the best catfish caviar, 5 golden tickling fingers, 4 cats a wailing on the back fence, 3 visiting rights a year to tickle Jaime free, 2 GAGS AND A GAGGING and a picture every year of JAIME tied up in a CUMquat tree.

If it's a deal deliver him right over there, points , all wrapped up as a present as he currently is. And the payment will be placed in the trunk of your Get-A-Away vehicle at no charge. Let's cut out the middle woman and make the deal right now.......

Of course, he will remain tied up, except when cleaning the dungeon on his hands and knees, and he will definitely be tickle tortured daily

WhereAmI wrote: 3 weeks ago NOOOOOO, I will gladly pay you $52,378.21, 87 goldfish, 12 drummers drumming, 11 cases of wintergreen Altoids, 10 maids milking ticklish cows, 9 bos elder trees, 8 500 ft lengths of the best cotton tie-em-up-rope, 7 used handkerchiefs, 6 pounds of the best catfish caviar, 5 golden tickling fingers, 4 cats a wailing on the back fence, 3 visiting rights a year to tickle Jaime free, 2 GAGS AND A GAGGING and a picture every year of JAIME tied up in a CUMquat tree.

If it's a deal deliver him right over there, points , all wrapped up as a present as he currently is. And the payment will be placed in the trunk of your Get-A-Away vehicle at no charge. Let's cut out the middle woman and make the deal right now.......

Of course, he will remain tied up, except when cleaning the dungeon on his hands and knees, and he will definitely be tickle tortured daily

Haha sounds like you'd make a wonderful owner for me- I mean Jaime!