This one's based on a rude sports fan losing a bet and paying the consequence that turns into much more than he bargained for. As usual, comments/thoughts are appreciated.
WARNING: tickle torture/public humiliation, if you don't like that this may not be for you
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Eric was an assistant swimming coach for his old college. He, his wife, his adult kids (one male and one female), and some friends from college were on a vacation in the Midwest. They all lived on the west coast now, but were traveling back to his wife's home town to catch Eric's college football team playing his wife's alma mater from the Midwest. The weather was supposed to be beautiful so they made sure to prepare and got to the game early to tailgate. Eric had on a hat and shirt, sporting his college colors and the school swim team at the same time, as well as some basketball shorts and a pair of sports sandals; his family similarly dressed except sporting the wife's college, the Trojans, as both her and the kids had gone there too. In fact, the friends that came with them were all his wife's friends and were dawning Trojans gear as well, which made Eric feel as if he had to act extra proud about his school because of the lack of representation in his group. This showed as the group was tailgating and the home team yelled remarks at Eric, to which he was very loudly and boldly responding back.
This quickly caught the attention of a big group of tailgaters in the row of parking across from Eric and his group. Throughout the morning and afternoon tailgating, Eric found himself becoming more drunk and trash talking more and more, especially with the big group across from his. There apparent leader, Reggie, was beginning to get heated with Eric to the point where the two of their wives had to separate the two at one point, "It's just a little trash talk", Eric said trying to defend himself. Reggie's group were all Trojans fans and went all out for their team. In fact, they even created what appeared to be a huge set of stocks with a Trojan on top made to look like the Trojan had captured whoever was in the stocks. The victim would step up onto an elevated seat, similar to a dunk tank, their legs would be outstretched in front of them into one set of holes around their ankles, their hands and head were put in another, and there were straps for above and below the knees to limit mobility. Eric had noticed them a couple times during the argument and were not sure what they were for, he thought pictures or something, but he would soon find out their true purpose. Not only had he noticed the stocks, but he felt like Reggie kept staring at his bare feet in his sandals between arguments. Starting to get a little uncomfortable, Eric decided to switch into the pair of black ankle socks and athletic shoes that he planned on changing into for the game, a little earlier than planned. This didn't appear to deter Reggie though as he still looked at Eric's feet, giving Eric the feeling he was undressing his socks and shoes with his eyes. But Eric tried to ignore this and focus on trash talking Reggie as best he could.
As the tailgates were nearing an end and both groups were going to head into the stadium for the game, Reggie and Eric got into another argument about who would win the game. The spread was fairly close, but both men were convinced their team would come away with a victory. Finally after bickering for a little, Reggie proposed a bet. "Eric how about this, if your team wins then you can take a picture of me wearing your team's colors with my phone and send it out; otherwise, I get to take a picture of you in our fake stocks over there on your phone and send it out"? Eric was apprehensive about getting in the stocks of people he didn't know too well, so he came back with, "That's not fair, my picture would be more humiliating". Eric's group started eavesdropping on the conversation as Reggie replied, "How about I just take the photo of you on my phone then and get to post it so no one you know sees it"? His friends started chiming in, "Come on Eric, why don't you take the bet" which only caused Eric to get even more nervous. Finally, his wife joined in and said, "Don't you have any faith in your team honey"? This pushed Eric over the edge and he shook Reggie's hand on it in front of everyone.
Four quarters later it had been a close game, but thanks to the fans and a couple lucky calls, the Trojans pulled away with a win at the end. Eric was extremely nervous, wanting to get back to his car as quickly as possible hoping that everyone would forget about the bet and he could leave. When Eric, his family, and his friends got down to the cars though Reggie was waiting for him with a smile and some hollering, "Woohoo! I told you my team would win Eric, time to pay up". Eric, a little afraid to get in the stocks with all these people around responded, "Oh are you serious?! I thought that was just a joke". "Oh no it's plenty serious, you lost fair and square and now you're gonna let me get a pic of you in our Trojan trap". Eric thought about declining or turning away but noticed his kids watching this interaction and wanted to set the right example for them as the man of the family, so he sighed and reluctantly walked over to the 'Trojan Trap' as Reggie called it.
With some help from Reggie, Eric got up and sat on the seat, placing his legs out on the platform in front of him while Reggie lifted up the leg stocks. Once both of Eric's ankles were in the holes, Reggie clamped the wood back down and it fit nice and tight around Eric's ankles. Then Reggie did the same with the stocks that held Eric's wrists and neck. Eric was surprised how tightly these stocks fit, and wanting to get this over with as fast as possible said, "Alright let's make this quick", meanwhile his family and friends were watching and taking pictures and videos of their own, which Eric was getting very upset about. Reggie walked out and was about to take the picture but stopped and said, "Wait one more thing". To Eric's confusion Reggie's wife and a friend quickly locked both sets of stocks, to which Eric started to protest and struggle, uncomfortable losing control over the situation. "Hey what's going on, there's no need to lock them for a picture", to which the two ladies responded to by strapping Eric's knees to the platform above and below the knee cap, leaving him fairly immobile. Eric was getting very worried but was met with Reggie claiming, "It's just to make the picture look more realistic relax, and say cheese". Eric scowled at the camera, not wanting to give Reggie any satisfaction.
Reggie pushed the envelope further, "C'mon Eric, give us a smile before we make you", which Eric brushed off and replied, "Just take the damn picture"! "Whoa, no need for the attitude, honey lets see if we can't get a smile out of him", to which Reggie's wife squeezed Eric's side, resulting in an involuntarily rush of forced giggles and fighting against the stocks which proved useless. "Stop!", Eric exclaimed and was all that he could get out while being ticked as Reggie snapped a few pictures commenting, "That's more like it, give him a little more ladies". At Reggie's request a couple more ladies came up behind Eric despite his giggling protest and one pulled up his gym shorts and caressed his inner thighs, driving him mad by slowly stroking the sensitive area of his body up and down. One other sent him into explosive laughter by squeezing his helpless knees, and the final one got on his other side and mirrored Reggie's wife, digging into Eric's side and armpit. Not giving light tickles like the other woman though, instead she was prodding and scratching the defenseless man. The result was Eric becoming a complete laughing mess in the stocks which Reggie made sure to capture on his phone, and Eric's friends made sure to capture on theirs. After almost a minute, Reggie walked up and told his women to give Eric a break and once they stopped and he could speak again he started letting out curses and demanding to be let out.
After listening to Eric for a short period of time Reggie commented, "Now that's enough. We were just trying to have some fun with you but now you've gone and run your mouth in front of my family and children and almost a dozen others around the game. I was going to let you out but it looks like you might need to learn some manners". This outraged Eric and sent him back into a furious, cursing rage as he couldn't believe he was being emasculated and held hostage by this guy. But before he could get too far in his protests, Reggie stuffed a large ball gag with padding inside his mouth which significantly quieted Eric down and prevented him from talking anymore. "Now I think it's time someone knocked you down a peg and taught you a lesson" Reggie said, actually angry at Eric for the first time that day because he turned something harmless and innocent as betting on sports too far and ran his dirty mouth around Eric and his family. "Actually, how would you folks like to help me be the first to show this man some manners, after all he was likely embarrassing you most with his actions", Reggie said speaking to Eric's family standing nearby. They weren't sure how to interpret this situation that started lighthearted and ending with their father and husband bound in these stocks. But they all agreed that this was not the only case where Eric's masculinity led to temper tantrums both towards his family and others. They had been the victim of his anger and been humiliated in front of others on countless occasions and decided now was as good a time as any to get back at him for that and hopefully prevent him from doing it as much with a little punishment.
Eric was angrily screaming through his gag as he watched his family debate and then approach him along with Reggie. How could they not help him in a situation like this, let alone join in on his torment. As Reggie removed Eric's shoes the muffled complaints only got louder and soon enough they turned into muffled shrieks of laughter. Reggie was first to strike on Eric's soft socked soles. At first he gave a few light scratches right in the soft center of the feet before ramping it up to a little spidering up and down the man's feet. This seemed to be working pretty well as it was getting a more severe reaction from Eric than the tickling of the previous ladies. Eric continued this spidering, mixed in the occasional digging into the base of Eric's toes and arches, which sent jolts of indescribable torture through Eric. Soon after, Eric's wife decided to join in by clawing at his hips and digging into his inner thighs. Eric had always hated when his wife tickled him and verbally reprimanded her for it every time. Though she thought it was funny, he wanted to hid his secret from everyone and pretend it didn't exist which was proving impossible given his current state. Eric's wife now had free reign and was taking advantage by using her well manicured nails and strong fingers to stimulate all the nerves in Eric's thighs and waist area.
The kids weren't far behind their mother, one getting their father's armpits and the other his knees. Eric's son was working his way in and out of his fathers pits, almost teasing him by tickling circles around it and going above and below the armpit before occasionally diving in where it was the worst. As for Eric's daughter, she was rotating between kneading into the sides of the knee and caressing the delicate backs of her fathers knees. She would swap back and forth from knee to knee occasionally overwhelming a single knee with both kneading along the sides and tickling along the back, and other time she would get them both at the same time. When Eric experienced this from his kids he not only continued to laugh uncontrollably, but he started to cry as tears were visibly streaming down his face. Partly because a secret he had tried so desperately to hide was now being exposed to not only his kids, but to his friends and the public who were still recording; however, the tickling itself was also so intense for Eric that it too was contributing to the crying.
Eric's wife and kids were enjoying this new family dynamic so much that they started to switch positions, each utilizing a different tactic as they assessed new areas of their patriarchs ticklish flesh. The mother was all about light tickling and scratching, typically focusing on the singular worst spot such as the pit itself, directly under/to the side of the knee or the innermost part of the thigh. As for the son, he would lightly tease around the body parts, exploring above and below the knees, thighs, and pits lightly but more firm than his mother, and then occasionally surprise his father by roughly digging into the most tender part. And lastly, the daughter had no mercy as she was making up for all the years her father tickled her as a child despite her telling him not to. It was like she had stumbled upon gold when learning that her father was ticklish too and in such a vulnerable position. In fact, it seemed from the tickling that he was actually far more ticklish that she was. She constantly dug into his worst spots and kneaded them, digging into the core of his ticklishness body. This combo worked very well on Eric as every time he would start to settle into a style of hysteria the group would switch it up on him and send him into frantic madness again.
The family had lost track of time turning their once strong father and husband into a wreck of a man, destroyed by childish tickling. Eric's wife finally yelled to her kids to stop, after what seemed like hours, when she saw a little urine start to soil Eric's pants. The three looked up at the sweaty and whimpering mess that was their father and decided he had suffered enough. They didn't want him to pee himself on video and in front of all these people in public. They figured this amount of exposure and humiliation was enough, at least for one day. It was then though that the family realized they were so lost in tickling they didn't even notice Reggie had wondered off. They started to move towards the lock and straps to undue Eric but it seemed as if they all required keys and couldn't be undone otherwise. Eric's wife confronted Reggie's wife and asked for the keys so they could let Eric go to which she responded, "I don't think Reggie is ready for that just yet, he has more plans for Eric". Eric's wife, a little upset and confused, responded "Reggie doesn't get to decide how much my husband suffers, I say he's learned his lesson, so now we are ready to go, just unlock him"!
"Is that right?", Reggie said, having returned with some police officers behind him. It just so happened that Reggie was extremely close with all of the officers in this town, most of which he had grown up with since they were little, and had recruited them to help him exact his lesson on Eric. Reggie continued, "I'm afraid the officers here would disagree with you, gentlemen why don't you take these three (Eric's family) down to the station to wait until some respect has been ingrained in the head of their household". Despite protests and struggling, Eric's family was detained and escorted down to the station, and to Eric's horror, his friends were also escorted from the premises. The only ones left recording were Reggie's friends, and now and the man himself approached a nearly broken Eric speaking in a condescending voice while sliding off Eric's socks, "Hope you enjoyed that family bonding experience bud, now it's my turn to really show you a lesson and teach you to behave like an adult". Eric was pleading through his gag and pulling as much as he could against stocks that wouldn't budge. But it was no use, after Reggie removed Eric's socks, he tied back Eric's toes to the stocks and applied some butter he had from the tailgate all over Eric's feet. That alone made Eric holler and buck around, he could only image what actual tickling would feel like. Then Reggie turned the grill back on and placed it under Eric's piggies, getting his soles nice and warm. This whole ordeal from the family to Reggie interacting with Eric had caused a sizable crowd to form and watch Eric's predicament. So Reggie's group decided to make signs that incriminated Eric for things he didn't do and placed them next to the stocks to get the crowd on Reggie's side.
With a bristled brush from the grill in one hand, and his hand wiggling in the shape of a claw in the other, Reggie turned towards the crowd, most of which were either filming or entranced in the situation, and said, "Welcome to the show folks, you are about to see what happens when a rival fan messes with the wrong school. You see this man not only tried to dishonor his bet and this school, but then he lied and cursed at women and children, many of which were my own or other innocent people walking by. Trojans don't tolerate this kind of behavior and thanks to a little help from my friends on the force these actions won't go unpunished. Eric, get ready to learn a lesson the hard way that I assure you, you will carry with you through the rest of your life". With that, the crowd cheered as Reggie walked towards a startled Eric. No matter how much he mentally prepared he would never be able to even imagine the ticklish terror and public humiliation that was to come.
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To be continued...
WARNING: tickle torture/public humiliation, if you don't like that this may not be for you
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Eric was an assistant swimming coach for his old college. He, his wife, his adult kids (one male and one female), and some friends from college were on a vacation in the Midwest. They all lived on the west coast now, but were traveling back to his wife's home town to catch Eric's college football team playing his wife's alma mater from the Midwest. The weather was supposed to be beautiful so they made sure to prepare and got to the game early to tailgate. Eric had on a hat and shirt, sporting his college colors and the school swim team at the same time, as well as some basketball shorts and a pair of sports sandals; his family similarly dressed except sporting the wife's college, the Trojans, as both her and the kids had gone there too. In fact, the friends that came with them were all his wife's friends and were dawning Trojans gear as well, which made Eric feel as if he had to act extra proud about his school because of the lack of representation in his group. This showed as the group was tailgating and the home team yelled remarks at Eric, to which he was very loudly and boldly responding back.
This quickly caught the attention of a big group of tailgaters in the row of parking across from Eric and his group. Throughout the morning and afternoon tailgating, Eric found himself becoming more drunk and trash talking more and more, especially with the big group across from his. There apparent leader, Reggie, was beginning to get heated with Eric to the point where the two of their wives had to separate the two at one point, "It's just a little trash talk", Eric said trying to defend himself. Reggie's group were all Trojans fans and went all out for their team. In fact, they even created what appeared to be a huge set of stocks with a Trojan on top made to look like the Trojan had captured whoever was in the stocks. The victim would step up onto an elevated seat, similar to a dunk tank, their legs would be outstretched in front of them into one set of holes around their ankles, their hands and head were put in another, and there were straps for above and below the knees to limit mobility. Eric had noticed them a couple times during the argument and were not sure what they were for, he thought pictures or something, but he would soon find out their true purpose. Not only had he noticed the stocks, but he felt like Reggie kept staring at his bare feet in his sandals between arguments. Starting to get a little uncomfortable, Eric decided to switch into the pair of black ankle socks and athletic shoes that he planned on changing into for the game, a little earlier than planned. This didn't appear to deter Reggie though as he still looked at Eric's feet, giving Eric the feeling he was undressing his socks and shoes with his eyes. But Eric tried to ignore this and focus on trash talking Reggie as best he could.
As the tailgates were nearing an end and both groups were going to head into the stadium for the game, Reggie and Eric got into another argument about who would win the game. The spread was fairly close, but both men were convinced their team would come away with a victory. Finally after bickering for a little, Reggie proposed a bet. "Eric how about this, if your team wins then you can take a picture of me wearing your team's colors with my phone and send it out; otherwise, I get to take a picture of you in our fake stocks over there on your phone and send it out"? Eric was apprehensive about getting in the stocks of people he didn't know too well, so he came back with, "That's not fair, my picture would be more humiliating". Eric's group started eavesdropping on the conversation as Reggie replied, "How about I just take the photo of you on my phone then and get to post it so no one you know sees it"? His friends started chiming in, "Come on Eric, why don't you take the bet" which only caused Eric to get even more nervous. Finally, his wife joined in and said, "Don't you have any faith in your team honey"? This pushed Eric over the edge and he shook Reggie's hand on it in front of everyone.
Four quarters later it had been a close game, but thanks to the fans and a couple lucky calls, the Trojans pulled away with a win at the end. Eric was extremely nervous, wanting to get back to his car as quickly as possible hoping that everyone would forget about the bet and he could leave. When Eric, his family, and his friends got down to the cars though Reggie was waiting for him with a smile and some hollering, "Woohoo! I told you my team would win Eric, time to pay up". Eric, a little afraid to get in the stocks with all these people around responded, "Oh are you serious?! I thought that was just a joke". "Oh no it's plenty serious, you lost fair and square and now you're gonna let me get a pic of you in our Trojan trap". Eric thought about declining or turning away but noticed his kids watching this interaction and wanted to set the right example for them as the man of the family, so he sighed and reluctantly walked over to the 'Trojan Trap' as Reggie called it.
With some help from Reggie, Eric got up and sat on the seat, placing his legs out on the platform in front of him while Reggie lifted up the leg stocks. Once both of Eric's ankles were in the holes, Reggie clamped the wood back down and it fit nice and tight around Eric's ankles. Then Reggie did the same with the stocks that held Eric's wrists and neck. Eric was surprised how tightly these stocks fit, and wanting to get this over with as fast as possible said, "Alright let's make this quick", meanwhile his family and friends were watching and taking pictures and videos of their own, which Eric was getting very upset about. Reggie walked out and was about to take the picture but stopped and said, "Wait one more thing". To Eric's confusion Reggie's wife and a friend quickly locked both sets of stocks, to which Eric started to protest and struggle, uncomfortable losing control over the situation. "Hey what's going on, there's no need to lock them for a picture", to which the two ladies responded to by strapping Eric's knees to the platform above and below the knee cap, leaving him fairly immobile. Eric was getting very worried but was met with Reggie claiming, "It's just to make the picture look more realistic relax, and say cheese". Eric scowled at the camera, not wanting to give Reggie any satisfaction.
Reggie pushed the envelope further, "C'mon Eric, give us a smile before we make you", which Eric brushed off and replied, "Just take the damn picture"! "Whoa, no need for the attitude, honey lets see if we can't get a smile out of him", to which Reggie's wife squeezed Eric's side, resulting in an involuntarily rush of forced giggles and fighting against the stocks which proved useless. "Stop!", Eric exclaimed and was all that he could get out while being ticked as Reggie snapped a few pictures commenting, "That's more like it, give him a little more ladies". At Reggie's request a couple more ladies came up behind Eric despite his giggling protest and one pulled up his gym shorts and caressed his inner thighs, driving him mad by slowly stroking the sensitive area of his body up and down. One other sent him into explosive laughter by squeezing his helpless knees, and the final one got on his other side and mirrored Reggie's wife, digging into Eric's side and armpit. Not giving light tickles like the other woman though, instead she was prodding and scratching the defenseless man. The result was Eric becoming a complete laughing mess in the stocks which Reggie made sure to capture on his phone, and Eric's friends made sure to capture on theirs. After almost a minute, Reggie walked up and told his women to give Eric a break and once they stopped and he could speak again he started letting out curses and demanding to be let out.
After listening to Eric for a short period of time Reggie commented, "Now that's enough. We were just trying to have some fun with you but now you've gone and run your mouth in front of my family and children and almost a dozen others around the game. I was going to let you out but it looks like you might need to learn some manners". This outraged Eric and sent him back into a furious, cursing rage as he couldn't believe he was being emasculated and held hostage by this guy. But before he could get too far in his protests, Reggie stuffed a large ball gag with padding inside his mouth which significantly quieted Eric down and prevented him from talking anymore. "Now I think it's time someone knocked you down a peg and taught you a lesson" Reggie said, actually angry at Eric for the first time that day because he turned something harmless and innocent as betting on sports too far and ran his dirty mouth around Eric and his family. "Actually, how would you folks like to help me be the first to show this man some manners, after all he was likely embarrassing you most with his actions", Reggie said speaking to Eric's family standing nearby. They weren't sure how to interpret this situation that started lighthearted and ending with their father and husband bound in these stocks. But they all agreed that this was not the only case where Eric's masculinity led to temper tantrums both towards his family and others. They had been the victim of his anger and been humiliated in front of others on countless occasions and decided now was as good a time as any to get back at him for that and hopefully prevent him from doing it as much with a little punishment.
Eric was angrily screaming through his gag as he watched his family debate and then approach him along with Reggie. How could they not help him in a situation like this, let alone join in on his torment. As Reggie removed Eric's shoes the muffled complaints only got louder and soon enough they turned into muffled shrieks of laughter. Reggie was first to strike on Eric's soft socked soles. At first he gave a few light scratches right in the soft center of the feet before ramping it up to a little spidering up and down the man's feet. This seemed to be working pretty well as it was getting a more severe reaction from Eric than the tickling of the previous ladies. Eric continued this spidering, mixed in the occasional digging into the base of Eric's toes and arches, which sent jolts of indescribable torture through Eric. Soon after, Eric's wife decided to join in by clawing at his hips and digging into his inner thighs. Eric had always hated when his wife tickled him and verbally reprimanded her for it every time. Though she thought it was funny, he wanted to hid his secret from everyone and pretend it didn't exist which was proving impossible given his current state. Eric's wife now had free reign and was taking advantage by using her well manicured nails and strong fingers to stimulate all the nerves in Eric's thighs and waist area.
The kids weren't far behind their mother, one getting their father's armpits and the other his knees. Eric's son was working his way in and out of his fathers pits, almost teasing him by tickling circles around it and going above and below the armpit before occasionally diving in where it was the worst. As for Eric's daughter, she was rotating between kneading into the sides of the knee and caressing the delicate backs of her fathers knees. She would swap back and forth from knee to knee occasionally overwhelming a single knee with both kneading along the sides and tickling along the back, and other time she would get them both at the same time. When Eric experienced this from his kids he not only continued to laugh uncontrollably, but he started to cry as tears were visibly streaming down his face. Partly because a secret he had tried so desperately to hide was now being exposed to not only his kids, but to his friends and the public who were still recording; however, the tickling itself was also so intense for Eric that it too was contributing to the crying.
Eric's wife and kids were enjoying this new family dynamic so much that they started to switch positions, each utilizing a different tactic as they assessed new areas of their patriarchs ticklish flesh. The mother was all about light tickling and scratching, typically focusing on the singular worst spot such as the pit itself, directly under/to the side of the knee or the innermost part of the thigh. As for the son, he would lightly tease around the body parts, exploring above and below the knees, thighs, and pits lightly but more firm than his mother, and then occasionally surprise his father by roughly digging into the most tender part. And lastly, the daughter had no mercy as she was making up for all the years her father tickled her as a child despite her telling him not to. It was like she had stumbled upon gold when learning that her father was ticklish too and in such a vulnerable position. In fact, it seemed from the tickling that he was actually far more ticklish that she was. She constantly dug into his worst spots and kneaded them, digging into the core of his ticklishness body. This combo worked very well on Eric as every time he would start to settle into a style of hysteria the group would switch it up on him and send him into frantic madness again.
The family had lost track of time turning their once strong father and husband into a wreck of a man, destroyed by childish tickling. Eric's wife finally yelled to her kids to stop, after what seemed like hours, when she saw a little urine start to soil Eric's pants. The three looked up at the sweaty and whimpering mess that was their father and decided he had suffered enough. They didn't want him to pee himself on video and in front of all these people in public. They figured this amount of exposure and humiliation was enough, at least for one day. It was then though that the family realized they were so lost in tickling they didn't even notice Reggie had wondered off. They started to move towards the lock and straps to undue Eric but it seemed as if they all required keys and couldn't be undone otherwise. Eric's wife confronted Reggie's wife and asked for the keys so they could let Eric go to which she responded, "I don't think Reggie is ready for that just yet, he has more plans for Eric". Eric's wife, a little upset and confused, responded "Reggie doesn't get to decide how much my husband suffers, I say he's learned his lesson, so now we are ready to go, just unlock him"!
"Is that right?", Reggie said, having returned with some police officers behind him. It just so happened that Reggie was extremely close with all of the officers in this town, most of which he had grown up with since they were little, and had recruited them to help him exact his lesson on Eric. Reggie continued, "I'm afraid the officers here would disagree with you, gentlemen why don't you take these three (Eric's family) down to the station to wait until some respect has been ingrained in the head of their household". Despite protests and struggling, Eric's family was detained and escorted down to the station, and to Eric's horror, his friends were also escorted from the premises. The only ones left recording were Reggie's friends, and now and the man himself approached a nearly broken Eric speaking in a condescending voice while sliding off Eric's socks, "Hope you enjoyed that family bonding experience bud, now it's my turn to really show you a lesson and teach you to behave like an adult". Eric was pleading through his gag and pulling as much as he could against stocks that wouldn't budge. But it was no use, after Reggie removed Eric's socks, he tied back Eric's toes to the stocks and applied some butter he had from the tailgate all over Eric's feet. That alone made Eric holler and buck around, he could only image what actual tickling would feel like. Then Reggie turned the grill back on and placed it under Eric's piggies, getting his soles nice and warm. This whole ordeal from the family to Reggie interacting with Eric had caused a sizable crowd to form and watch Eric's predicament. So Reggie's group decided to make signs that incriminated Eric for things he didn't do and placed them next to the stocks to get the crowd on Reggie's side.
With a bristled brush from the grill in one hand, and his hand wiggling in the shape of a claw in the other, Reggie turned towards the crowd, most of which were either filming or entranced in the situation, and said, "Welcome to the show folks, you are about to see what happens when a rival fan messes with the wrong school. You see this man not only tried to dishonor his bet and this school, but then he lied and cursed at women and children, many of which were my own or other innocent people walking by. Trojans don't tolerate this kind of behavior and thanks to a little help from my friends on the force these actions won't go unpunished. Eric, get ready to learn a lesson the hard way that I assure you, you will carry with you through the rest of your life". With that, the crowd cheered as Reggie walked towards a startled Eric. No matter how much he mentally prepared he would never be able to even imagine the ticklish terror and public humiliation that was to come.
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To be continued...
