I purchased a set of wrist and foot stocks off Ebay a few weeks before Halloween. I had always wanted a set, and could think of a few situations that they could come in handy (can't we all?). I was thinking specifically of introducing the idea to my girlfriend, gently as she is "meat and potatoes" when it comes to intimacy (*sigh*) and doesn't enjoy being tickled (*sigh, sigh*). However, as I am a fairly social person, I have several friends who pop over on occasion.
One such friend came over. Tammi is a slender 27 year old with shoulder length, sandy brown hair. She has a slight southern accent that I find somewhat alluring. We've been friends for a number of years as we have worked together for about 7 years. She is very attractive and has been known to get too friendly with me for my comfort. However, I've had brief occassions to give her a quick tickle here and there. She's very ticklish, especially on her sides and her feet. Her toes also are very sensitive. She came over as we decided to go shopping together out of town.
She came in and I offered her something to drink as I had to finish putting some of my laundry in my dryer. She fixed herself a soft drink as I went to my basement and picked up my stocks and a witch's hat I had purchased at a costumer. I returned with the items in hand and as if on quewe she asks, "whats that?"
"I want to get your picture for my photo album. I'm putting together a collection of pictures of people in stocks dressed like a witch".
"Umm, okay. So where do I stand?" She's a little slow on the uptake.
I lay my stocks on my pool table and invite her to climb on. She smiles, sits on the pool table and swings her legs up.
"Okay, put on the hat, and slip your ankles and wrists into this", I offer as I lift the top of the stocks up. She slides in. Making sure not to pinch her wrists or ankles I lower the top of the stocks and secure the closure.
"Why did you have to latch it?" she asks.
"Hey, you're the witch. I take no chances." I nervously fumble. That being said, she was secured with her wrists in the center of the board and her ankles on either side. I step in front of the pool table with my camera and squeeze of a couple of shots. "Okay, lets go for more more of a witch look here." I grab a black cape from the basement to drape over her shoulders. "And lets loose the tennis shoes" as I peeled of her shoes. Happily, Tammi rarely wears socks as I had not planned ahead to remove them. She giggled a bit, embarrassed.
"Okay, get the picture!" she laughed. I squeezed of a couple shots.
"That's it"
"Finally"
"Of course, I'd be less than a gentleman if I took advantage of this situation" I leered.
"No. NO. No please!" She had guessed what I had in mind.
"What's a matter, Tammi? A little ticklish?"
"Yessssssssss!" she started laughing helplessly as I raked my fingers up her soles. From that point she couldn't speak except for the occasional "stopstopstopstop".
"Wow, Tammi, you're really ticklish! It doesn't tickle when I do this, does it?" I love to taunt. I think its one of my more endearing qualities. She continues to laugh. I stop to ask her if she prefers to be tickled fast (I scribble her foot quickly making her laugh breathlessly) or slow (I leisurely drag an index finger up both soles). She laughs loudly.
"Slow!" she cried out between giggles. I sensed that things were beginning to heat up between us as she was not asking me to stop any longer. This girl is HOT and I suspect she has a submissive streak waiting to be explored. I know from mutual friends that she is a sexual dynamo and I find her very sensuous.
"Well, we don't have time to tickle you slowly, we have to shop. Maybe some other time", I say as I unclasp the hasp to the stocks, letting her out. Hey, I've got a girlfriend and I'm a coward.
"You do this to all your victims?" She asks.
"Naw, you're just the cutest witch I've caught" I lied. Of course I was going to do this to all my victims. And I did. To about ten, in all. God I love Halloween. Trick or Treat? I'll take the trick, thanks.
One such friend came over. Tammi is a slender 27 year old with shoulder length, sandy brown hair. She has a slight southern accent that I find somewhat alluring. We've been friends for a number of years as we have worked together for about 7 years. She is very attractive and has been known to get too friendly with me for my comfort. However, I've had brief occassions to give her a quick tickle here and there. She's very ticklish, especially on her sides and her feet. Her toes also are very sensitive. She came over as we decided to go shopping together out of town.
She came in and I offered her something to drink as I had to finish putting some of my laundry in my dryer. She fixed herself a soft drink as I went to my basement and picked up my stocks and a witch's hat I had purchased at a costumer. I returned with the items in hand and as if on quewe she asks, "whats that?"
"I want to get your picture for my photo album. I'm putting together a collection of pictures of people in stocks dressed like a witch".
"Umm, okay. So where do I stand?" She's a little slow on the uptake.
I lay my stocks on my pool table and invite her to climb on. She smiles, sits on the pool table and swings her legs up.
"Okay, put on the hat, and slip your ankles and wrists into this", I offer as I lift the top of the stocks up. She slides in. Making sure not to pinch her wrists or ankles I lower the top of the stocks and secure the closure.
"Why did you have to latch it?" she asks.
"Hey, you're the witch. I take no chances." I nervously fumble. That being said, she was secured with her wrists in the center of the board and her ankles on either side. I step in front of the pool table with my camera and squeeze of a couple of shots. "Okay, lets go for more more of a witch look here." I grab a black cape from the basement to drape over her shoulders. "And lets loose the tennis shoes" as I peeled of her shoes. Happily, Tammi rarely wears socks as I had not planned ahead to remove them. She giggled a bit, embarrassed.
"Okay, get the picture!" she laughed. I squeezed of a couple shots.
"That's it"
"Finally"
"Of course, I'd be less than a gentleman if I took advantage of this situation" I leered.
"No. NO. No please!" She had guessed what I had in mind.
"What's a matter, Tammi? A little ticklish?"
"Yessssssssss!" she started laughing helplessly as I raked my fingers up her soles. From that point she couldn't speak except for the occasional "stopstopstopstop".
"Wow, Tammi, you're really ticklish! It doesn't tickle when I do this, does it?" I love to taunt. I think its one of my more endearing qualities. She continues to laugh. I stop to ask her if she prefers to be tickled fast (I scribble her foot quickly making her laugh breathlessly) or slow (I leisurely drag an index finger up both soles). She laughs loudly.
"Slow!" she cried out between giggles. I sensed that things were beginning to heat up between us as she was not asking me to stop any longer. This girl is HOT and I suspect she has a submissive streak waiting to be explored. I know from mutual friends that she is a sexual dynamo and I find her very sensuous.
"Well, we don't have time to tickle you slowly, we have to shop. Maybe some other time", I say as I unclasp the hasp to the stocks, letting her out. Hey, I've got a girlfriend and I'm a coward.
"You do this to all your victims?" She asks.
"Naw, you're just the cutest witch I've caught" I lied. Of course I was going to do this to all my victims. And I did. To about ten, in all. God I love Halloween. Trick or Treat? I'll take the trick, thanks.
