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I’ve wrote this series in just under 3 days and have so many ideas for expansion.
I’m new to writing so if you have any notes/advice or ideas of where this can lead please let me know.
Thoroughly enjoying this writing hobby and hope others are enjoying it too.
A mothers lesson
It had been just over a week since the intense day Zoe had tortured her mother.
It was fruitful and worked exactly to plan but left Zoe with a burning lack of something.
Like a vacant void lucidly slipping in and out of her mind.
Just as a mafia boss may obliterate their son’s killer giving them liberation.
It only opens their eyes to the emptiness they are left with.
Tom on the other hand was walking on sunshine, like a kid in a never ending candy store, his happiness couldn’t be tainted.
It was Saturday but Tracy wasn’t due to visit for another week, although Zoe doubted whether she would come back for a while after her cold blooded hands had invaded her mother’s naked flesh for what would have been well over an hour.
It left a fluctuating itch in her.
How could they go back to normal after all that happened?
It was 11am when Zoe decided to drive into town to fetch some essentials.
The shops were a varying degree of invasive for her.
Almost as though everyone she passed was aware of what she had done.
Impossible, but in a sense as if they could read her thoughts.
She scurried through the crowds wanting to be home and away from civilisation as soon as possible.
She finally reached the car and after plotting herself into the drivers seat and breathing a sigh of relief she heard a rustle behind her.
Zoe turned her head as though in a horror movie trying to avoid having to look.
Before she turned her neck more than a few centimetres she felt something cover her mouth and disintegrated into slumber.
Zoe awoke, desperately gasping and confused. She struggled immensely but couldn’t budge more than a couple centimetres.
She was tied again in the infamous spread eagle position she had become accustomed.
She squinted her eyes trying to adjust to the faint red light of the eerie room she had never seen before.
Looking around she noticed emptiness, a large room full of nothing except one thing.
Tom.
He was tied up in the exact same position she was although passed out.
Nothing in the room except 2 bondage beds that were cold on Zoe’s back.
Zoe inspected her body.
At least she was clothed she thought.
Still wearing her yellow crop top and high waisted white skirt.
Tom in his usual oversized grey t shirt and trackie shorts.
click clack click clack
A walking sound from what felt like the other room that was creeping closer to herself.
Zoe shuddered at the thought of what was to come.
The door creaked open to a dimlit silhouetted figure in the frame.
‘Hey honey’
Zoe instantly sweat.
It was her mother, she had tied her up again and this time alongside Tom.
‘Mum what the fuck are you doing’
Tracy laughed
‘Come on Zoe, you must of known I’d want a little fun myself, besides I think you can learn a thing or two for your own playtime’
Zoe gulped
‘What do you mean my own playtime?
I only did this as you did it to me, I don’t play with tickling’
‘Zoe, there’s a lot you’re going to learn about me and yourself today, something I should have told you a long time ago’
With that she perched herself atop of Zoe. Knees at Zoe’s legs, comfortably positioned to inflict what she intended.
Zoe flinched impulsively.
‘You see the thing is Zoe, amateur ticklers like yourself give the game away without realising, they instinctively tickle where they’re most ticklish to get the best reaction’
She edged her fingers under Zoe’s skirt towards her hyper sensitive inner thighs.
Delicately tracing her long nails with intense deliberation.
Zoe panicked as she squirmed, her mum had been taking notes throughout her entire act of vengeance. Plotting her own course of events to use against her and to make things worse, she was right.
‘Ttststststs mum please don’t sksksksj do this!’
Tracy began to pick up the tempo gliding her expert fingers all over Zoe’s bare inner thighs.
Zoe’s resolve had faded and she burst into a hearty laugh.
‘HahahahhHhahahahahahahha mujuuuuuhunnnnmmmmm hahahahahahahaha’
Tracy smirked back at her
‘Yes honey’
‘Youksksjsksksk have gogigogttt to hahahahahsh stop hahahahhahahahahaha’
Tracy kept up the intensity, magically working her clearly experienced fingers all over Zoe’s legs for a number of minutes.
Zoe felt just as intense as when 3 guys were scribbling their fingers all over her.
She flushed a deep red as she twisted and turned.
‘You also targeted mummy’s poor armpits didn’t you’
‘NOOOOOOOOO’
Zoe screamed in anticipation.
Tracy struck gold and rhythmically scratched all around Zoe’s deep hollows.
‘HAHAHAHSHHAHAHAVSVSJDJDBSVAHAHAHAH’
Zoe was in agony.
She couldn’t believe her own mother was torturing her like this.
In front of her partner too.
She looked over at Tom despite her struggles and he was still asleep.
Unaware of what was to come.
Tracy teased Zoe further
‘My poor little girl all grown up and still as tickly as ever ahh Cootchie cootchie cooooooo’
‘HAHAHAHAHHAVSVDHDJSBBSBSBSV’
Zoe’s broken laughter pounded the room under the mind games as she strayed as far as her bonds would allow her to escape the torture.
Tracy stopped and jumped off Zoe as she lay there panting.
She grabbed water to pour for Zoe and swept her now sweaty messy hair away from her face.
Zoe never said a word as she caught her breath and drank but she was shocked at the gesture.
‘Mum I don’t understand what you get out of this tickling stuff?!?’
Tracy sniggered
‘Honey, do you remember when you were a little girl, your father wasn’t in the picture, we had no money, hardly any food and I would have to leave for work for hours every weekend’
‘Of course I remember what does that have to do-‘
A screen lowered from the ceiling as if encased to be a secret like a spy might have in their chambers.
Tracy clicked a button and a video began to play.
‘So what is your name?’
‘Tracy’
‘How old are you Tracy’
‘I’m 21’
‘And how ticklish are you Tracy from 1-10’
‘Like an 11 hahahah’
‘And do you like being tickled’
‘Errmmm sometimes’
Zoe was bewildered at what she was seeing.
Tom coughed at that exact moment and began to regain consciousness shackling in his bonds.
‘Just in time Tom, you get to see my history come to life’
Tracy introduced herself as Tom, adjusting to the situation, couldn’t take his eyes off the screen.
A beautiful young brunette was being tickled by a brute of a man wearing nothing but a swimsuit and chained to a x bondage apparatus.
As his eyes adjusted he realised he was looking at a young Tracy.
Tracy clicked a few more buttons and the screen split into various different sections all showcasing different videos of tickling.
Tom’s eyes flickered like a pinball.
One was of Tracy having her bare stretched out belly feathered teasingly.
One was of Tracy having her feet tickled by an equally attractive blonde.
One was of Tracy being tickle fucked by an impressive looking man.
One was Tracy flipped over having her bare bum raked by teasing fingernails.
One was of Tracy tickling the blonde that had tickled her in the other video, all over her nipples.
One was even of Tracy stark naked in all her glory with 3 different women tickling all over her body while a 4th held a vibrator to her clearly throbbing pussy.
The videos changed endlessly after a few seconds highlighting how many of these videos Tracy had been involved in.
Tom didn’t know where to look as his cock enraged in his shorts.
‘You see honey, jobs weren’t easy to come by for a 17 year old part time worker with no qualifications and I had to sacrifice school and put you through it all by myself. That was hard enough and when i found out i could make money from tickling, i had no choice, we had no money and I couldn’t even afford rent one month, I couldn’t see us on the street and be a failed mother. So I started appearing in these videos knowing it was so niche nobody from my personal life would ever be likely to see them’
Zoe froze in shock. Unable to utter a word.
Her mother had been a tickle fetish star for years and she had never even remotely knew.
Tracy continued
‘They were all videos that were customs for customers back in the 90s so they never entered the mainstream video catalogues you can find online today, just an indulgence for people looking to get a load off around tickling’
Tom’s cock throbbed in his shorts as Tracy caught her eyes checking him out and let out a smile flattered.
She caught his eyes affixed to one particular video of her having feathers guided through her toes.
‘It seems Tom likes the feathers video, that’s actually a great learning experience thinking about it’
With that Tracy reached under the bondage beds and returned with 2 large ostrich feathers, one in each hand.
She delicately dragged them through Zoe and now Tom’s toes repeatedly, as they both bucked hysterically under this new sensation.
‘HAHAHSBHSHSHSHSHAHHAHAHAHA’
Zoe screamed.
‘OIHHHSHHAHHAHAHAHAHAOOOHHH’
Tom gurgled.
‘It’s quite intense isn’t it, having these little tootsies played with by something so soft, causing such devastation.
They both continued to dissolve under the tickling and mental onslaught.
Laughter echoed through the room.
‘NOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA MUM AHASTOPPPP’
Tracy temporarily ceased.
‘Remember that one, it’s important’
Zoe confused, replied
‘Important for what, what are you talking about?’
‘When you have playtime yourself honey’
‘Mum I’m never gonna be playing with tickling for the last time’
‘Oh but Zoe, you already have and are already having such a good time, can you not feel your nipples hard against your bra’
Zoe hadn’t noticed until now how firm her nipples had become and blushed reluctantly.
‘Tom…well it’s obvious with Tom, just look’
As she pointed towards Tom’s pulsing cock.
‘Let me free those beautiful little boobies so you can see for yourself’
Zoe hated when her mum said that about her chest, she had no retort ever, even though she knew her mum was only teasing.
Tracy branded a pair of scissors from under the bondage bed and cut away Zoe and Tom’s clothing leaving Tom in his grey boxers stained with a little precum at this point and Zoe in just her khaki thong.
‘Look at those nipples on edge for the world to see’
Zoe blushed deeper knowing she’d been outed.
‘This is so creepy mum, I’m your daughter’
Zoe tried to get a handle on the situation.
‘Oh stop it! do you not remember what you two did to my sensitive little body’
‘That’s different you clearly enjoy it mum’
‘Zoe when are you going to admit that you do to’
‘Pffftt never’
‘Oh well, anywayyyyssss, remember how I was talking about amateurs tickling their own most sensitive areas most, well since they’re free’
Zoe trembled in anticipation, she knew her mother was referencing her nipples but this time she hadn’t even tickled there in her amateurism.
It was purely a trial and error that reaped triumphant rewards on her vengeance.
She wasn’t even sure if her nipples were ticklish but knew how sensitive she was everywhere else.
Tracy took both feathers and with expert precision twisted them all around Zoe’s helpless nipples.
‘PFFFFTAGAGAHAHAH’
Zoe realised she was screwed. Her nipples were by far now in her top 3 worst places.
‘STOPPPPHAHSHAHAHAHJAJAHAHAAH’
Tracy retorted
‘Ahh such ticklish little nipples just like mommy’
‘HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA’
Tom had to remember to breathe, accidentally asphyxiating himself through surprise.
This was sending him over the edge.
Through the tickling Zoe noticed her own body reacting.
Her slit was beginning to ache violently and almost tremble under her mother’s devastating feather work, slowly glistening with moisture.
‘STOPPPPPOOHAHSHSHAHAH’
Tracy picked up on her daughter’s hip gyrations and realised she was close to proving her point.
‘You don’t want me to stop, you know you’re enjoying this’
‘NOOOO AHHAHAHAHA IM NOT FUCK YOU AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA’
Zoe flailed around exhausting herself all the more as the sheer helplessness of the situation, the tingling in her erogenous nipples, and her brutal tickling received, engorged her clit.
She was ashamed, brought to desperate hornyness by her own fetish fueled mother.
Tracy eased her nipple torture and let Zoe catch her breath.
‘Honey, the sooner you admit you were wrong, it all stops’
Tracy knew what she was doing, taunting her daughter’s famous stubbornness.
‘FUCK YOU’
Zoe shouted.
Tom was beside himself.
He felt so wrong about the whole situation but the most turned on he had ever felt, he needed release desperately.
‘Have it your way, I have one more trick that you need to learn that will change your life but first I need toms permission’
‘What the fuck mum!’
Tom gulped hearing this, quickly realising he had a part to play in what was to unfold.
‘Tom, I need your permission to let me make Zoe cum’
‘Don’t you fucking dare Tom’
Tracy circled his increasingly throbbing penis while cooing
‘Come on big boy, I know you want to see that happen, that’ll be your wet dream for years’
Tom knew she was right but couldn’t betray the love of his life.
‘I…..i…..can’t’
Zoe felt relieved and smirked as she thought she gained an upper hand on her mother.
‘Very well’
Tracy frantically dug her hands into Tom’s inner thighs much like he did with her and as Tracy had remembered very well, that this would in turn be a devastating place for him.
‘BOOKOJWNWNHWHAHAHAHAHHAHAHS’
Tom nearly broke the bonds as he pulled with all his might to escape, laughing louder than ever as Tracy’s sharp nails glided effortlessly around his inner thighs.
‘NOOOOOHSHAHAHAHHA’
‘All you have to say is please make Zoe cum’
Zoe now distressed he may fold began to beg.
‘Tom please don’t’
Watching Tom gave her a sense of excitement, seeing her tough man be brought to a babbling mess by tickles.
‘ZOE HAHAHAHHAHAH I FANT HAHAHAHAHHA TAKE IT HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA’
Tracy laughed hysterically
‘Oh you’re such a hero Tom, what a dreamboat’
She teased.
Tom after only a few more seconds of this crumbled.
‘PLEEWASSSEEE MAKE HAHAHAH ZOE CUM
AHAHAHHA’
Zoe panicked and shook her bonds violently.
‘TOMMMMM WHY!!!!!!!’
Tom caught his breath and refused to look in her direction.
Tracy tutted as she walked towards her daughter.
‘It’s what your man wants honey’
She picked up the pair of scissors and with one quick stroke cut Zoe’s khaki thong away from her body.
Zoe trying to gain her composure and find some willpower laid still when she felt her legs tighten.
Tracy had clicked a button on her remote and it was tightening Zoe’s bondage until she couldn’t move at all besides her head.
Zoe’s panic went into overdrive.
‘See Zoe, the most ticklish place on all women, is only made ticklish enough when excited’
Tracy delicately lowered an ostrich feather around Zoe’s now visibly wet pussy pretending not to notice.
‘Let’s find out if all that tickling got you excited’
She twirled the feather slowly up and down Zoe’s slit.
Zoe shook her head and let out a whimper.
‘ohhhwhsbahahahooohhhhh’
She was a mess, she had never had her pussy tickled before, and her mother was right, it was by far her most ticklish spot, but was also giving her an unnerving sense of satisfaction.
‘Hahahahahahah stop ohhhh pleasaeee’
Tracy like a surgeon carefully danced the feather closer to Zoe’s swollen clit.
‘Ohhhhh shahahahshahahahah fuckkk’
‘See you were excited all along, it’s okay to be wrong honey’
‘I wasn’t wrong’
‘But you have such a tickly little pussy, you must have got excited from all the tickles you got’
‘Hahahahahah ohhhhhhhhh’
Zoe blushed deeply.
‘Just admit you like being tickled and I’ll stop’
Zoe stayed silent besides her sporadic laughing and moaning combination.
‘Ohhhhh ahahaha hhshhaoooo’
‘I can do this all day’
Zoe felt her insides burning, her stomach clenched and she knew she was getting closer to orgasm, she couldn’t let her mum win and had to get her to stop. She had to admit or she would never live it down. But desperate to hold on.
‘Hahahaha ooohhhhahahahahooohhhh’
Zoe rambled like a mad woman.
Tracy’s teasing was sending her over the edge
‘Such a tickly little girl so helpless and so scared to admit she likes it’
Zoe couldn’t take anymore.
‘Okayyy hahahah I admitooohh it, I like being hahah tickled’
Tom almost seized like a defibrillator had struck his chest at that exact moment.
‘See was that so hard’
‘hahahaha now please stop’
‘Hmmm, no, you’re going to cum for me Zoe’
‘That’s the final part of your lesson’
‘Learning to cum from being tickled’
Zoe couldn’t even argue, just lay there now tears streaming from her eyes.
Her nipples stood to attention, almost as if watching her mother on top of her.
Tracy continued to glide and caress the feather over Zoe’s clit.
‘OooooOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK’
Zoe climaxed hard.
Her toes clenched and her hips attempted to buck into the feather maddeningly, almost craving the touch of it.
She was defeated. She could hide it no more.
Her tickling fetish had been revealed, even to her.
Tom almost dribbled at the sight before licking his lips longingly.
Tracy leaned into Zoe’s ear and said
‘I told you, you needed this, now when you’re done here come see me, I have a job for you’
Zoe lay exhausted and satisfied before she realised what her mother had said.
‘What do you mean when I’m done here?’
She swung her head to see her mother unbuckling the last restraint on Tom as his eyes glared back at Zoe wanting.
‘NOOOOOOOO’
‘Have fun you guys’
Tracy walked out of the room with a devilish grin before closing the door.
I’m new to writing so if you have any notes/advice or ideas of where this can lead please let me know.
Thoroughly enjoying this writing hobby and hope others are enjoying it too.
A mothers lesson
It had been just over a week since the intense day Zoe had tortured her mother.
It was fruitful and worked exactly to plan but left Zoe with a burning lack of something.
Like a vacant void lucidly slipping in and out of her mind.
Just as a mafia boss may obliterate their son’s killer giving them liberation.
It only opens their eyes to the emptiness they are left with.
Tom on the other hand was walking on sunshine, like a kid in a never ending candy store, his happiness couldn’t be tainted.
It was Saturday but Tracy wasn’t due to visit for another week, although Zoe doubted whether she would come back for a while after her cold blooded hands had invaded her mother’s naked flesh for what would have been well over an hour.
It left a fluctuating itch in her.
How could they go back to normal after all that happened?
It was 11am when Zoe decided to drive into town to fetch some essentials.
The shops were a varying degree of invasive for her.
Almost as though everyone she passed was aware of what she had done.
Impossible, but in a sense as if they could read her thoughts.
She scurried through the crowds wanting to be home and away from civilisation as soon as possible.
She finally reached the car and after plotting herself into the drivers seat and breathing a sigh of relief she heard a rustle behind her.
Zoe turned her head as though in a horror movie trying to avoid having to look.
Before she turned her neck more than a few centimetres she felt something cover her mouth and disintegrated into slumber.
Zoe awoke, desperately gasping and confused. She struggled immensely but couldn’t budge more than a couple centimetres.
She was tied again in the infamous spread eagle position she had become accustomed.
She squinted her eyes trying to adjust to the faint red light of the eerie room she had never seen before.
Looking around she noticed emptiness, a large room full of nothing except one thing.
Tom.
He was tied up in the exact same position she was although passed out.
Nothing in the room except 2 bondage beds that were cold on Zoe’s back.
Zoe inspected her body.
At least she was clothed she thought.
Still wearing her yellow crop top and high waisted white skirt.
Tom in his usual oversized grey t shirt and trackie shorts.
click clack click clack
A walking sound from what felt like the other room that was creeping closer to herself.
Zoe shuddered at the thought of what was to come.
The door creaked open to a dimlit silhouetted figure in the frame.
‘Hey honey’
Zoe instantly sweat.
It was her mother, she had tied her up again and this time alongside Tom.
‘Mum what the fuck are you doing’
Tracy laughed
‘Come on Zoe, you must of known I’d want a little fun myself, besides I think you can learn a thing or two for your own playtime’
Zoe gulped
‘What do you mean my own playtime?
I only did this as you did it to me, I don’t play with tickling’
‘Zoe, there’s a lot you’re going to learn about me and yourself today, something I should have told you a long time ago’
With that she perched herself atop of Zoe. Knees at Zoe’s legs, comfortably positioned to inflict what she intended.
Zoe flinched impulsively.
‘You see the thing is Zoe, amateur ticklers like yourself give the game away without realising, they instinctively tickle where they’re most ticklish to get the best reaction’
She edged her fingers under Zoe’s skirt towards her hyper sensitive inner thighs.
Delicately tracing her long nails with intense deliberation.
Zoe panicked as she squirmed, her mum had been taking notes throughout her entire act of vengeance. Plotting her own course of events to use against her and to make things worse, she was right.
‘Ttststststs mum please don’t sksksksj do this!’
Tracy began to pick up the tempo gliding her expert fingers all over Zoe’s bare inner thighs.
Zoe’s resolve had faded and she burst into a hearty laugh.
‘HahahahhHhahahahahahahha mujuuuuuhunnnnmmmmm hahahahahahahaha’
Tracy smirked back at her
‘Yes honey’
‘Youksksjsksksk have gogigogttt to hahahahahsh stop hahahahhahahahahaha’
Tracy kept up the intensity, magically working her clearly experienced fingers all over Zoe’s legs for a number of minutes.
Zoe felt just as intense as when 3 guys were scribbling their fingers all over her.
She flushed a deep red as she twisted and turned.
‘You also targeted mummy’s poor armpits didn’t you’
‘NOOOOOOOOO’
Zoe screamed in anticipation.
Tracy struck gold and rhythmically scratched all around Zoe’s deep hollows.
‘HAHAHAHSHHAHAHAVSVSJDJDBSVAHAHAHAH’
Zoe was in agony.
She couldn’t believe her own mother was torturing her like this.
In front of her partner too.
She looked over at Tom despite her struggles and he was still asleep.
Unaware of what was to come.
Tracy teased Zoe further
‘My poor little girl all grown up and still as tickly as ever ahh Cootchie cootchie cooooooo’
‘HAHAHAHAHHAVSVDHDJSBBSBSBSV’
Zoe’s broken laughter pounded the room under the mind games as she strayed as far as her bonds would allow her to escape the torture.
Tracy stopped and jumped off Zoe as she lay there panting.
She grabbed water to pour for Zoe and swept her now sweaty messy hair away from her face.
Zoe never said a word as she caught her breath and drank but she was shocked at the gesture.
‘Mum I don’t understand what you get out of this tickling stuff?!?’
Tracy sniggered
‘Honey, do you remember when you were a little girl, your father wasn’t in the picture, we had no money, hardly any food and I would have to leave for work for hours every weekend’
‘Of course I remember what does that have to do-‘
A screen lowered from the ceiling as if encased to be a secret like a spy might have in their chambers.
Tracy clicked a button and a video began to play.
‘So what is your name?’
‘Tracy’
‘How old are you Tracy’
‘I’m 21’
‘And how ticklish are you Tracy from 1-10’
‘Like an 11 hahahah’
‘And do you like being tickled’
‘Errmmm sometimes’
Zoe was bewildered at what she was seeing.
Tom coughed at that exact moment and began to regain consciousness shackling in his bonds.
‘Just in time Tom, you get to see my history come to life’
Tracy introduced herself as Tom, adjusting to the situation, couldn’t take his eyes off the screen.
A beautiful young brunette was being tickled by a brute of a man wearing nothing but a swimsuit and chained to a x bondage apparatus.
As his eyes adjusted he realised he was looking at a young Tracy.
Tracy clicked a few more buttons and the screen split into various different sections all showcasing different videos of tickling.
Tom’s eyes flickered like a pinball.
One was of Tracy having her bare stretched out belly feathered teasingly.
One was of Tracy having her feet tickled by an equally attractive blonde.
One was of Tracy being tickle fucked by an impressive looking man.
One was Tracy flipped over having her bare bum raked by teasing fingernails.
One was of Tracy tickling the blonde that had tickled her in the other video, all over her nipples.
One was even of Tracy stark naked in all her glory with 3 different women tickling all over her body while a 4th held a vibrator to her clearly throbbing pussy.
The videos changed endlessly after a few seconds highlighting how many of these videos Tracy had been involved in.
Tom didn’t know where to look as his cock enraged in his shorts.
‘You see honey, jobs weren’t easy to come by for a 17 year old part time worker with no qualifications and I had to sacrifice school and put you through it all by myself. That was hard enough and when i found out i could make money from tickling, i had no choice, we had no money and I couldn’t even afford rent one month, I couldn’t see us on the street and be a failed mother. So I started appearing in these videos knowing it was so niche nobody from my personal life would ever be likely to see them’
Zoe froze in shock. Unable to utter a word.
Her mother had been a tickle fetish star for years and she had never even remotely knew.
Tracy continued
‘They were all videos that were customs for customers back in the 90s so they never entered the mainstream video catalogues you can find online today, just an indulgence for people looking to get a load off around tickling’
Tom’s cock throbbed in his shorts as Tracy caught her eyes checking him out and let out a smile flattered.
She caught his eyes affixed to one particular video of her having feathers guided through her toes.
‘It seems Tom likes the feathers video, that’s actually a great learning experience thinking about it’
With that Tracy reached under the bondage beds and returned with 2 large ostrich feathers, one in each hand.
She delicately dragged them through Zoe and now Tom’s toes repeatedly, as they both bucked hysterically under this new sensation.
‘HAHAHSBHSHSHSHSHAHHAHAHAHA’
Zoe screamed.
‘OIHHHSHHAHHAHAHAHAHAOOOHHH’
Tom gurgled.
‘It’s quite intense isn’t it, having these little tootsies played with by something so soft, causing such devastation.
They both continued to dissolve under the tickling and mental onslaught.
Laughter echoed through the room.
‘NOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA MUM AHASTOPPPP’
Tracy temporarily ceased.
‘Remember that one, it’s important’
Zoe confused, replied
‘Important for what, what are you talking about?’
‘When you have playtime yourself honey’
‘Mum I’m never gonna be playing with tickling for the last time’
‘Oh but Zoe, you already have and are already having such a good time, can you not feel your nipples hard against your bra’
Zoe hadn’t noticed until now how firm her nipples had become and blushed reluctantly.
‘Tom…well it’s obvious with Tom, just look’
As she pointed towards Tom’s pulsing cock.
‘Let me free those beautiful little boobies so you can see for yourself’
Zoe hated when her mum said that about her chest, she had no retort ever, even though she knew her mum was only teasing.
Tracy branded a pair of scissors from under the bondage bed and cut away Zoe and Tom’s clothing leaving Tom in his grey boxers stained with a little precum at this point and Zoe in just her khaki thong.
‘Look at those nipples on edge for the world to see’
Zoe blushed deeper knowing she’d been outed.
‘This is so creepy mum, I’m your daughter’
Zoe tried to get a handle on the situation.
‘Oh stop it! do you not remember what you two did to my sensitive little body’
‘That’s different you clearly enjoy it mum’
‘Zoe when are you going to admit that you do to’
‘Pffftt never’
‘Oh well, anywayyyyssss, remember how I was talking about amateurs tickling their own most sensitive areas most, well since they’re free’
Zoe trembled in anticipation, she knew her mother was referencing her nipples but this time she hadn’t even tickled there in her amateurism.
It was purely a trial and error that reaped triumphant rewards on her vengeance.
She wasn’t even sure if her nipples were ticklish but knew how sensitive she was everywhere else.
Tracy took both feathers and with expert precision twisted them all around Zoe’s helpless nipples.
‘PFFFFTAGAGAHAHAH’
Zoe realised she was screwed. Her nipples were by far now in her top 3 worst places.
‘STOPPPPHAHSHAHAHAHJAJAHAHAAH’
Tracy retorted
‘Ahh such ticklish little nipples just like mommy’
‘HAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHHA’
Tom had to remember to breathe, accidentally asphyxiating himself through surprise.
This was sending him over the edge.
Through the tickling Zoe noticed her own body reacting.
Her slit was beginning to ache violently and almost tremble under her mother’s devastating feather work, slowly glistening with moisture.
‘STOPPPPPOOHAHSHSHAHAH’
Tracy picked up on her daughter’s hip gyrations and realised she was close to proving her point.
‘You don’t want me to stop, you know you’re enjoying this’
‘NOOOO AHHAHAHAHA IM NOT FUCK YOU AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA’
Zoe flailed around exhausting herself all the more as the sheer helplessness of the situation, the tingling in her erogenous nipples, and her brutal tickling received, engorged her clit.
She was ashamed, brought to desperate hornyness by her own fetish fueled mother.
Tracy eased her nipple torture and let Zoe catch her breath.
‘Honey, the sooner you admit you were wrong, it all stops’
Tracy knew what she was doing, taunting her daughter’s famous stubbornness.
‘FUCK YOU’
Zoe shouted.
Tom was beside himself.
He felt so wrong about the whole situation but the most turned on he had ever felt, he needed release desperately.
‘Have it your way, I have one more trick that you need to learn that will change your life but first I need toms permission’
‘What the fuck mum!’
Tom gulped hearing this, quickly realising he had a part to play in what was to unfold.
‘Tom, I need your permission to let me make Zoe cum’
‘Don’t you fucking dare Tom’
Tracy circled his increasingly throbbing penis while cooing
‘Come on big boy, I know you want to see that happen, that’ll be your wet dream for years’
Tom knew she was right but couldn’t betray the love of his life.
‘I…..i…..can’t’
Zoe felt relieved and smirked as she thought she gained an upper hand on her mother.
‘Very well’
Tracy frantically dug her hands into Tom’s inner thighs much like he did with her and as Tracy had remembered very well, that this would in turn be a devastating place for him.
‘BOOKOJWNWNHWHAHAHAHAHHAHAHS’
Tom nearly broke the bonds as he pulled with all his might to escape, laughing louder than ever as Tracy’s sharp nails glided effortlessly around his inner thighs.
‘NOOOOOHSHAHAHAHHA’
‘All you have to say is please make Zoe cum’
Zoe now distressed he may fold began to beg.
‘Tom please don’t’
Watching Tom gave her a sense of excitement, seeing her tough man be brought to a babbling mess by tickles.
‘ZOE HAHAHAHHAHAH I FANT HAHAHAHAHHA TAKE IT HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA’
Tracy laughed hysterically
‘Oh you’re such a hero Tom, what a dreamboat’
She teased.
Tom after only a few more seconds of this crumbled.
‘PLEEWASSSEEE MAKE HAHAHAH ZOE CUM
AHAHAHHA’
Zoe panicked and shook her bonds violently.
‘TOMMMMM WHY!!!!!!!’
Tom caught his breath and refused to look in her direction.
Tracy tutted as she walked towards her daughter.
‘It’s what your man wants honey’
She picked up the pair of scissors and with one quick stroke cut Zoe’s khaki thong away from her body.
Zoe trying to gain her composure and find some willpower laid still when she felt her legs tighten.
Tracy had clicked a button on her remote and it was tightening Zoe’s bondage until she couldn’t move at all besides her head.
Zoe’s panic went into overdrive.
‘See Zoe, the most ticklish place on all women, is only made ticklish enough when excited’
Tracy delicately lowered an ostrich feather around Zoe’s now visibly wet pussy pretending not to notice.
‘Let’s find out if all that tickling got you excited’
She twirled the feather slowly up and down Zoe’s slit.
Zoe shook her head and let out a whimper.
‘ohhhwhsbahahahooohhhhh’
She was a mess, she had never had her pussy tickled before, and her mother was right, it was by far her most ticklish spot, but was also giving her an unnerving sense of satisfaction.
‘Hahahahahahah stop ohhhh pleasaeee’
Tracy like a surgeon carefully danced the feather closer to Zoe’s swollen clit.
‘Ohhhhh shahahahshahahahah fuckkk’
‘See you were excited all along, it’s okay to be wrong honey’
‘I wasn’t wrong’
‘But you have such a tickly little pussy, you must have got excited from all the tickles you got’
‘Hahahahahah ohhhhhhhhh’
Zoe blushed deeply.
‘Just admit you like being tickled and I’ll stop’
Zoe stayed silent besides her sporadic laughing and moaning combination.
‘Ohhhhh ahahaha hhshhaoooo’
‘I can do this all day’
Zoe felt her insides burning, her stomach clenched and she knew she was getting closer to orgasm, she couldn’t let her mum win and had to get her to stop. She had to admit or she would never live it down. But desperate to hold on.
‘Hahahaha ooohhhhahahahahooohhhh’
Zoe rambled like a mad woman.
Tracy’s teasing was sending her over the edge
‘Such a tickly little girl so helpless and so scared to admit she likes it’
Zoe couldn’t take anymore.
‘Okayyy hahahah I admitooohh it, I like being hahah tickled’
Tom almost seized like a defibrillator had struck his chest at that exact moment.
‘See was that so hard’
‘hahahaha now please stop’
‘Hmmm, no, you’re going to cum for me Zoe’
‘That’s the final part of your lesson’
‘Learning to cum from being tickled’
Zoe couldn’t even argue, just lay there now tears streaming from her eyes.
Her nipples stood to attention, almost as if watching her mother on top of her.
Tracy continued to glide and caress the feather over Zoe’s clit.
‘OooooOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK’
Zoe climaxed hard.
Her toes clenched and her hips attempted to buck into the feather maddeningly, almost craving the touch of it.
She was defeated. She could hide it no more.
Her tickling fetish had been revealed, even to her.
Tom almost dribbled at the sight before licking his lips longingly.
Tracy leaned into Zoe’s ear and said
‘I told you, you needed this, now when you’re done here come see me, I have a job for you’
Zoe lay exhausted and satisfied before she realised what her mother had said.
‘What do you mean when I’m done here?’
She swung her head to see her mother unbuckling the last restraint on Tom as his eyes glared back at Zoe wanting.
‘NOOOOOOOO’
‘Have fun you guys’
Tracy walked out of the room with a devilish grin before closing the door.
