Punishment by Showman
A longtime favorite tale of mine. The tickling is everwhere, but the poor belly gets lots of special attention!
Teri's friend Claudia broke my expensive remote control last weekend. Not one of those cheapo little things that come with the CD player, oh no -- this one was a $300 Marantz unit that had a big LCD screen and lots of programmable buttons so you could make it do whole sequences of commands (turn on the receiver, turn on the TV, set the volume, etc.) by pushing just one button. Now its screen was cracked in two, and some of the buttons were popped out. Claudia plopped her sexy butt right down on it on the sofa, and it went crack!
Of course I had to punish her.
At my command Teri grabbed her friend from behind, and we wrestled her into the bedroom. She was wearing a deep-cut halter top, and one of her massive boobs popped right out of it and flailed all about while she struggled to get free of us. I had to really discipline myself not to grab it and have my way with it --not time for that yet! Claudia writhed and bucked and whimpered, at least when she was not giggling like crazy. Oh yes, she knew what terrible things we had in mind for her.
We dragged her to the bed and threw her down on it. Teri climbed on top of her and pinned her down while I rooted through our "toybox" for some rope. When I returned to the bed I saw with much pleasure that Teri had gotten all of Claudia's clothes off. I proceeded to tie our victim's wrists and ankles to the bedposts. Then Teri and I stood by the bed and gazed down on our writhing, helpless, naked victim with vicious grins on our faces.
Imagine a voluptuous, dark-haired, exotic European beauty, tied up naked on your bed, writhing about, tugging on the ropes, big breasts lying flat like great big cakes and swimming from side to side as her body moves. Totally naked and helpless and vulnerable to whatever depravations you could dream of! That's what Teri and I had on our bed, and we discussed the possibilities in our best B-movie evil voices while Claudia looked at us with wide eyes and whimpered.
Teri and I started with basic hand tools -- each of us grabbed a big feather from the toybox and went to work. My wife positioned herself at the foot of the bed and ran the tip of her feather along her friend's luscious legs. Up one leg, down the other, then back around in the opposite direction. Her yummy thighs and calves seemed especially sensitive, so Teri lingered there, letting the feather hop and skitter about.
"No, no!!" Claudia cried between giggling spasms. Her whole body bucked as her legs kicked around within the limits of the ropes, trying to get away from that marauding feather.
I, of course, went to work on her upper body. The tip of my feather landed on her belly, just below her navel, then slowly slid straight up (at least as straight as I could manage with her body bucking so much!) between her wildly shaking breasts, and stopped at the base of her neck. It then proceeded across to her left armpit, where it danced briefly, changing her giggles to manic laughter. Titflesh slapped against my hand, and it took much willpower to keep from grabbing it. Poor Claudia could not plead for mercy any more, as she could not stop laughing.
My feather spiraled its way down her left side. I looked over at Teri to see what she was doing, and saw her methodically tormenting Claudia's feet, especially in between her toes. I suspected that Teri had some experience with this victim before! Her friend was really laughing now, and her delicious body shook and heaved, making her boobs flail all about. I stared at them, mesmerized, and had to tear my eyes away so I could continue with her punishment. The feather danced about over her belly, then worked its way back up her other side.
While Teri tormented her thighs again, I held my feather over Claudia's chest, and her eyes followed it as it waved from side to side as if deciding where to resume tickling. Then I slowly lowered it to her right nipple and held it there. I didn't even have to move it -- whatever Teri was doing to her legs was making her writhe more, and her boobs jiggled, making that nipple slide back and forth underneath the feather. So it was not my fault that nipple was getting tickled incessantly -- she was doing all the moving!
Finally I could not resist -- I encircled that breast with my fingers and squeezed so that it rose into a delicious flesh mountain, with that poor nipple on top, so wonderfully vulnerable! The feather touched down about an inch away from it, and slowly circled around and around, getting a little closer, a little closer...
The tip of the feather brushed against that tasty nipple, and I teased it all around its circumference. Now Claudia was really pouring out gales of laughter, and her body was bucking all about, and I had a tough time keeping a grip on that big beautiful breast while I tickled its nipple mercilessly!
We both stopped for a moment to let her catch her breath. She pleaded with us to untie her, but at the same time she undulated her naked body in a most seductive manner, spreading her legs as much as she could, clearly exposing her wet pussy. I grabbed her lef breast and tickled it all over with my feather. Then Teri and I huddled by the side of the bed to plan our next insidious torture method.
After our little conference, filled with chuckles and giggles and furtive glances at our naked, helpless victim, I quickly left the room, went to the kitchen, got what I needed, and returned. Claudia was moaning now: "What are you going to do now, oh my, please untie me, please show mercy..." All the while her yummy body slowly writhed as she tugged at the ropes. Then she froze when she saw the vicious torture device I was assembling.
First I wrapped masking tape around the shaft of a feather to widen it. I did the same to a second feather. Then I held out a hand-held electric mixer for Claudia to see. Into the holes where the beaters would go, I jammed the tape-widened shafts of the feathers. Claudia gasped. I plugged the "TickleMaster" in, and turned it on to its slowest speed.
Her naked body was really bucking as I lowered twirling feathers toward her belly! I issued an evil-sounding laugh:
"BWUH AH AH AH AHHHHH...!"
Teri giggled as she watched, but her giggles were drowned out by Claudia's roaring laughter as the feathers landed and danced furiously on her belly. I moved them in circles, slowly around her belly, out to her sides, back to her belly, then slowly up between her shaking pleasure mountains. Then around in a small circle, then a bigger one, the feather tips dancing on her succulent breasts, climbing up one side and down the other, around the edge, across her really sensitive nipples, circling them like a hawk, pouncing in to tickle some more, going around her chest in a figure-eight...
"Let me try!" shouted my wife. I handed the TickleMaster to her (giving Claudia a much needed moment of rest), and she let the feathers land on Claudia's belly again. After a few more circles, she worked them slowly downward, circling out to molest her hips, then down and in between her thighs, which were clamped tightly together to protect the very sensitive inner areas. I grabbed her thighs, delighting in their warmth, smoothness, softness, their utter succulence, and pried her legs apart so Teri could have her way in there, running those spinning feathers up and down between her legs, occasionally brushing very lightly against her pussy lips. Then along her legs to her feet, and now Claudia's laughter reached new heights of mania as Teri went over every inch of the soles of her feet!
When she switched off the TickleMaster, poor, naked Claudia immediately begged us to stop.
"No more, please! I beg you! I'll do anything!" She shook her boobs from side to side. "Anything! Please, no more tickling!" She saw me staring at her beautiful big breasts, and she shook them again.
"Have your way with my boobs! Devour them!"
I drifted to the side of the bed, and stared down at her jiggling chest. Claudia
closed her eyes and moaned and writhed. She was trying to sound pathetic, but she had an unmistakable grin on her face. She was going practically out of her mind from horniness. To my surprise, Teri appeared on the opposite side of the bed, and she did something I've never seen her do before: she grabbed a hold of succulent tit and began to feast on it!
I just sat there and gently caressed Claudia's other breast, while watching my wife munch and suck and lick with great lust. She seemed to go about it in a careful and methodical manner (quite different from my usual ravenous mauling!) probably knowing more than I do just what Claudia would be feeling and what would feel the most wonderful next. I lowered my tongue to our victim's free breast and began lapping at it, while keeping an eye on what Teri was doing. Her tongue made fancier patterns than a figure skater. I sort of followed slong until my extreme horniness caught up with me and I buried my whole face in wonderful titflesh, sucking as much into my mouth as I could.
Teri suddenly got up and disappeared into the closet. Now I had both of Claudia's breasts to myself, and I eagerly took full advantage! When my wife returned I was in for another shock. Not because she was naked-- I expected that would be coming soon. Her own big tits shook as she bounded toward the bed, and I wanted to reach out and grab them. But when I saw what she held in her hand, both my mind and Claudia's belly did a double flip!