01 - Tied & Tickled
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By Kyle
Sunday, January 16th 2005 - 12:36:10 AM
My name is Kyle. This happened about 5 years ago.
In high school one time my friend Dawn tied me down to her bed with handcuffs, then she tied my feet together with a belt and tied them down to the footboard with an old torn up bedsheet. I don't know why she did it. She said she felt like tying me up and told me I could tie her up afterward if I wanted. So I resisted but not too hard and next thing I knew she had me all tied up.
Dawn looked down at me all tied up and giggled. She was wearing a Pittsburgh Steelers jersey with short sleeves, sweat pants, and brown knee socks with no shoes. I had on plain yellow t-shirt and sweats and was barefoot. She walked over to the bed and stood over me while I wiggled a little. I was not going anywhere!
"How long do I stay like this?" I asked.
"Oh, a long time, sweetheart, Hee hee hee," Dawn said. "I think I'll torture you now." And she giggled again in a real mean way.
"No-no-that wasn't part of the deal!" I said but Dawn put her hand over my mouth and shut me up. She sat down on the bed next to me and grinned.
"Deal? I don't think we had a deal," Dawn said with that smile. "You're my prisoner. I can do what I want to you!"
"MMMPH! MMMPH!" I tried to yell.
"Shhhh. Torturing you will be fun. You'll love it!" she giggled some more.
"MMMMM!!"
"Be quiet. Be quiet, I said, Kyle!" Dawn said, and she reached down and pulled off one of her brown socks. They were dirty! "Want me to stuff my sock in you mouth?" she asked, dangling it over my handgagged mouth.
"Mm mm! MM MM!" I yelled into her hand. That meant "NO!!!"
"Then don't you dare yell when I take my hand off your mouth. Got it?"
I nodded, Dawn smiled evilly again, and she took her hand off my mouth. Then she reached down and put her sock back on.
"Now..." Dawn said. "What's the point of tying you if I can't torture you? But don't worry. I'll give you a chance to save yourself!"
"What are you going to do to me?" I asked nervously.
"I'm going to torture you with a false sense of hope!" she said.
"Huh?"
"That means I'll give you a task to do in order to get free, and if you do it, I'll untie you. But the task will be very, very hard, Kyle!" Dawn said, now straddling my waist.
"Like what?" I asked, squirming.
"OH, something I thought about WEEKS ago. Wait, I'll be right back!" and Dawn hopped off me and ran out of the bedroom. I took this chance to try and kick my feet free, but they were bound tightly down to the footboard. It was hopeless.
Dawn came back in with a helium heart-shaped balloon (Valentine's Day had been recently) It was on a ribbon and she went to her desk and cut it so the ribbon was no more than 3 inches long. Then she went into her closet, found a board game, and took one of the dice out of there. Then she went to her desk and got an electronic oven timer - the kind that counts down. Then she walked over to me and explained.
"Did you ever watch "Twin Peaks?"" she asked/ I said I did, but only a little.
"Well, in one of the last episodes, this bad guy has another guy tied up and plans to killed him, but he wants to make him fight till the end. So he gets a bunch of tarantulas, puts them in a cage above his head, and suspends the cage there with a small strong. Then he makes the victim hold the string in his mouth. The longer he can do that, the longer he'll live and not get killed by the poison tarantulas!" Dawn explained.
"What the hell are you talking about?" I asked. "You're not putting spiders on me, are you?"
Dawn laughed and sat on the bed. "No, of course not. I'm going to make you hold this balloon in your teeth. THAT'S what I was talking about with the "Twin Peaks" thing. I'll roll this dice and whatever the number is, that's how many minutes you'll have to hold the balloon in your teeth while tied down. If you let go and the balloon floats away, we start all over again, only the next time I roll the die twice. We keep doing this until you can hold the balloon for long enough, or I get bored and decide to untie you. Tell me, is that a GREAT torture or what??" she giggled.
"OH GOD!" I said.
Dawn rolled the die in her hand. "Looks like you're hoping for a 1, huh? Here we go!" and she rolled the die on the bed next to me. I groaned. It was a 5!
"Hee hee," Dawn laughed. She leaned over to her nightstand and set the timer at 5 minutes. This way I could see exactly how long I had left. She was holding the balloon over me. "Open up. 5 minutes for you!"
"What if I don't" I muttered through my teeth.
Dawn thought for a second, looked down, then raised her foot up to my face. "If you don't I'll stuff BOTH my smelly socks in your mouth. How would you like that?"
"AHHHH" I said and opened up. Dawn giggled again place the ribbon in my mouth and I clenched my teeth down on. She started the timer and it began. "5 minutes and I untie you. You can do it. Go! Go! Go!"
She then laughed and got up and walked across the room and looked at me. I struggled and had to breathe through my nose, but I was doing it. The counter was at 4:20 and Dawn started making faces at me, trying to get me to laugh.
"No fair" I tried to say through clenched teeth and Dawn laughed some more.
"I never said I played fair," Dawn said. "And I never said I couldn't make you laugh. So BOOGLA BOOGLA BOOGLA" She made stupid sounds for a few seconds and I chuckled but held the balloon in my teeth. The counter was at 4:00 and counting. I was confident.
"You are doing SO WELL" Dawn said, approaching me, smiling.
"Thanks," I muttered. 3:45.
"In fact you're doing so well that I hate to give you the bad news," Dawn said, standing over me grinning.
"What bad news?" I asked, but it came out "Ut ad mews?" 3:30.
"THIS bad news," Dawn said and she snickered in a REALLY evil way and raised her hands up and started to wiggle her fingers over me.
"AAAA! What are you doing?" I said, not clearly and struggling against my bonds and scared. 3:15.
Dawn kept wiggling her fingers, "I told you I'm going to try to make you laugh!"
"DAAAAWWWWN" I said, mostly gibberish. The balloon was still there though. 3:05.
"Oh, you have nothing at all to worry about," Dawn said slowly, lowering her fingers very slowly, "unless you're ticklish!"
"NNNOOOOO!!!!!" I screamed, holding the balloon still and trying to break free, unsuccessfully. 2:50.
"I wonder if I can tickle that balloon out of your mouth!" Dawn said and began to tickle my stomach pretty hard while she stood over me. I screamed but held the balloon, but I was in trouble. 2:30.
"Some-Body's TICKLISH!" Dawn announced, now tickling me down my stomach and hips and onto my helpless legs! "I bet if I keep tickling you I'll pry that balloon right out of your mouth!"
"AAAAHHHHH" I screamed and that's what did it. The balloon left my mouth and floated up to the ceiling. I panted and gasped as Dawn stopped tickling me and got up to retrieve the balloon. She was laughing wildly and I was too, The clock said about 2:10.
"I what a pity!" Dawn said in a fake sad voice, straddling me on the bed down and giggling some more. "You only had two minutes left. Too bad you're so ticklish, Kyle dear!"
"Oh please, Dawn. PLEASE!" I begged. "Please no more of that. Tie me up but don't tickle me anymore!!!"
"Oh no you don't," Dawn said, patting my chest with both her hands and looking me right in the eye. "You are in NO position to make demands, honey. I TOLD you I was going to torture you! Now it's time to roll the dice again!"
I screamed "No!" but Dawn rolled anyway and rolled a 3. Then a 2.
"Hey, how about that!" Dawn said, bringing the balloon back to my mouth as she rest the timer. "5 more minutes! Open up!"
"D-d-dawn p-p-lease!" I begged.
"Look!" she said. "There's no GUARANTEE I'll tickle you, you know. Maybe I'll show some mercy for some of the time! Open up!"
"C'mon - don't do this!"
"HEY! I will tell you what, pal. If you DON'T open your mouth up and take this balloon in your teeth, you'll STILL be tied down. And I will DEFINITELY tickle you for 5 MINUTES STRAIGHT!" Dawn said, leaning her face in close. "And I'll stuff my stinky socks in your mouth so you won't be able to scream and you'll suffer my foot odor too. So the choice is yours!"
What could I do? I relented and took the balloon and Dawn started the clock. She kept straddling me and 30 seconds in she wiggled her fingers right over me and giggled hard. But she didn't tickle me. Then, at 4:00 she stopped wiggling them and got up and left the room! 3:45. Wow! Was she letting me off the hook.
I lay there struggling - it was hard. I was gasping for breath through my nose but I was doing it. Dawn was still gone. The clock read 1:30 now! Could I do it??
Dawn slowly opened the door and came back in smiling. She was holding a roll of duct tape. She walked to the foot of the bed and waved her fingers at. 1:15!
"Hi honey!" she gushed and tossed the tape to the floor, standing at my bare feet. "You're doing SO well. Tell me, are your feet ticklish too?"
I moaned and gritted my teeth - they were, of course - and clenched that balloon with all I had. 1 minute to go.
"Hee hee hee - let's tickle your feet for a while, huh?" Dawn said and wiggled her fingers, palms up, over the soles of my bound feet. It was brutal and she tickled me very fast and very lightly while giggling that evil little giggle. 40 seconds but I was losing it!
"NNNNRRRRGGGG!!!!" I grunted, holding onto the balloon with my last bit of strength.
"You can't take much more of this, can you Kyle?" Dawn said in a sing-song voice while tickling my feet up and down with her light, wiggling touch. "I'll bet your feet are toooo ticklish to last 30 more seconds, aren't they?"
Yep, they were. With about 20 seconds to go I couldn't take anymore and I let out a scream and the balloon floated to the ceiling. I was close to tears and laughing so hard that I was out of breath and my sides hurt.
Dawn calmly walked over and reset the clock while I begged some more - "Dawn, please untie me. You win! I can't take this anymore! PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE untie me!!!" - and she just giggled some more and picked up the tape and stood over me while I gasped and panted.
"You have NO IDEA what you can take, and neither do I, honey. But don't worry, we'll find out!" Dawn said and tore off a piece of tape. "But first I'll let you get your strength back..."
Dawn then gave me the most evil grin she'd given me yet and slowly gagged me with the tape.
I grunted and gave her a look of total helplessness as she sat down next to me.
"I'm getting a little tired of all this begging, so I figured I'd just gag you," Dawn said, then pulled off a sock again and held it under my nose. It smelled pretty bad. "And THIS is for refusing to do as you were told before. Do it again and I'll make you smell both socks!"
Dawn smiled and put her sock back on and got up and left the room. "See you in a little while, Kyle!" she said. "Pretty soon the fun will REALLY start! I told you I was going to torture you. What'd you expect??"
Dawn giggled once more and left the room, leaving me bound and gagged on the bed. Still flushed and worn down from all the tickling, and dreading the next round.
Kyle
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