BigBlueFeather
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Demon, Part 5
By: Big Blue Feather
An evil, predatory grin slithers across your lips as you observe the four boys laying face down on your bed. Each of them with their arms bound behind their backs, lying side by side, naked; a sea of ticklish flesh for you to devour. The prize you choose to attack, however, lies off the bed. Eight feet all dangle off the end, toes pointed downward and bound together.
Not to their other leg, mind you. You've secured each boy's ankle to his neighbor's, just for fun. You strut from one end of the bed to the other, watching as they all shift under your gaze. First is Cale, your demon slave. He lies there, claws twitching, clearly wishing to be in your position, but having no choice but to lie there next to all this ticklishness and wait.
Next to him, left ankle taped to the demon's right, is Aiden. He had been coming along nicely as a new resident of the Inn, despite initial misgivings. He still hates being tickled, but has come to accept it in his life and is making do. He seems to be trying to shift away from Cale though, for good reason. Doubtlessly the demon would love to do terribly ticklish things to him in this position.
Bound to his right foot is Pete's, just as cute and innocent-acting as always. Still more than happy helping you secure the other boys, provided you promise he gets to be tickled too.
And finally Kyle's long sole joins with Pete's smaller one. While still suspicious about the whole supernatural thing, you and he have had many enjoyable nights together. And mornings. And evenings. The goth sex god seems to be rather attracted to your power over the rest of the boys, and loves it when you make him your slave.
You kneel at the center of the row of feet hanging off of your bed this mid-morning and draw your fluffy feather down, from heels to toes, of the bound-together feet of Pete and Aiden. Both boys squeal and shift on the bed, and Pete's toes start wiggling as Aiden's clench for a moment.
Upon doing it again, Aiden gigglishly begs, "NoohoOHooheheee!"
Pete just giggles, enjoying it immensely. "EHEheheheheee!"
Stroking their joined soles with the feather, you can't help but admire the two boys, so similar yet so different. One a willing slave, the other just happy for a place to stay.
Your feather starts sawing back and forth along all eight soles, four voices giggle and shriek one at a time in a beautifully musical sound. Continuing this for a while, you settle on feathering the black-nailed toes of Kyle, and Pete's small wiggling toes, resulting in louder, more pronounced laughter from the boys.
After a bit more toe tickling, you lean back and give Pete and Kyle a rest, and as they catch their breaths you cut the tape from their ankles and move around the bed. Climbing up, you order Cale to "Roll over Aiden." And having taped the comforter around the dark haired demon, he takes it with him.
Circling around, you lean down and lick Kyle's ear, whispering to him. "Roll over Pete, my Slave." Kyle shivers and does as he is told, and after a bit of jostling and ensuring no one was being squished, you tape the comforter cocoon closed and move back to your kneeling position. Now you have a boy-burrito, with their super sensitive soles sticking out of one end in a mass of ticklish skin.
Dragging the feather across the eight feet, the responding four voices all giggling together in unison sends a shiver down your body directly to your hard-on. You lay the feather down and start dragging your fingers all over the soles at your mercy.
A cacophony of hysterics ensues; the boy-burrito on your bed bucks and bounces; and you don't stop for an instant. No one set of soles gets any more than any other, even though after all this time together, you can easily discern Pete's wiggling feet from Aiden's scrunched soles, and Kyle's long, painted toes distinguish his feet from the others.
All eight soles suffer under your tickle assault until well past noon, as your fingertips play over every inch of the helpless ticklish feet.
After stopping finally, and undoing the blanket and arm restraints, all four boys remain lying there for a while, catching their breaths. Kyle is the first to get up, and he comes over and kisses you firmly before sitting next to you on the edge of the bed. The others soon join you sitting there, and five rumbling stomachs decide its time for lunch.
After a naked picnic in the middle of your bedroom, you leave Pete and Kyle to their own devices as you and Cale take Aiden to Jacob's room. Begging not to, even as you move him through the halls, you merely pat his head. If only he knew what you were going to unleash upon him today...
After Aiden has been placed in the same position he was when you began this experiment a week ago; arms up to opposite corners of the posts, same with his knees, his feet free behind him, you remove Jacob's blindfold. He was once more bound to the chair, staring at his blond friend's naked body. His cock was purplish and hard, as it hadn't been able to cum since arriving here.
Your plan was simple, Jacob clearly was having impure thoughts about his little friend, and you decided to use this as a way to turn the brunette boy to your favour. Enacting the torture he so wanted to orchestrate, right in front of him, while slowly stroking his cock and not allowing him to partake has driven almost all coherent thoughts from his mind, save the pure and utter need to have Aiden.
Its time to bring your plan to fruition.
You kneel beside Jacob and nod to Cale. The demon's claws start sliding over Aiden's soft torso, squeals of ticklishness pouring from the boy. Jacob bucks and strains in the chair, watching this, desperate to be a part of it, until he howls into his gag. He pulls and writhes as your hand slides up and down his purple dick, electrical impulses to cum being sent to his brain that, thanks to Cale's ownership of this cock, it cannot do.
Cale continues to attack Aiden's sides and hips as the boy squeals and tries to wiggle away and you whisper to Jacob. "You want to do that to him, don't you Jacob? You want to torture him and make him scream and beg and writhe and wiggle and need it to stop. And then you want to cum. Shoot your seed deep into him as you torture his soft skin."
Jacob bucks and strains with all his might, your words ringing in his ears. "I can make that happen, Jacob. I can let you get at Aiden and do everything you want to him. I can even let you cum. Do you want that?" For the first time, Jacob's eyes slide from Aiden's tortured wriggling body, to look in your eyes.
"All you need to do is accept that you are mine, a tool used to tickle and be tickled at my whim. Pledge yourself to me, and you will have Aiden and an orgasm. What will it be?" You rip the tape off Jacob's mouth, not stopping your stroking of his member.
Jacob, eyes still locked with you, opens his mouth. "Master."
Your grin is large and your cock twitches at having another call you that. "Good boy. Now I will let you go, but there is a condition if your want your orgasm. You will cum if you fuck Aiden's cute little ass, but to do so, you need Aiden to beg you for it. And you're not allowed to tell him that, that just ruins the fun. Make him beg you to fuck him, and you'll plant your seed so far up him, he'll be yours forever. Understand?"
"Yes Master." You start untying his wrists and say Cale's name. The demon takes his cue and places a fingertip right between Aiden's butt cheeks. He inter lays a pair of cock unlocks and a verbal barrier onto the blond's entrance, and slides off the bed.
Aiden pants and hangs there for a while, not having heard any of the exchange, but he looks up as you and Cale move off to the side.
The blond boy's eyes widen as he sees Jacob finish untying himself and stand. The short blond whimpers as he stares into his friend's eyes and sees only lust as he approaches him. "J-Jake! C-come on. H-help me, untie me."
But Jacob was long passed the point of any such mercies. He had spent a week watching his deepest, darkest desires unfold before his eyes, without even the simple act of being able to pleasure himself.
Now, being Aiden's friend for so long, Jacob had accumulated a few tidbits of personal information about the boy, one of which he used to torture at this very moment. He leaned down, pursed his lips, and blew cool air over Aiden's large, pink, puckered nipples.
"EEEEAAAHHHNOOHOPLEEASE! NO NO JAKE NO NOT THAT! AHHHHH!" Little Aiden's body writhed and squirmed as Jacob continued to lightly blow over each nipple. As you watched, you could see from where you and Cale were hidden, how those buds of immense sensitivity hardened into sharp points on his chest.
After almost five minutes of this, Aiden's cock pulsing the whole time, Jacob leans back and drags a finger around each nipple.
Aiden doesn't even make a sound, but his whole body tenses, cock twitching furiously - you are certain he would have shot right then and there if he had been able to.
Jacob continues this for a minute, leaving Aiden rigid and at the edge for a torturous amount of time. Once the fingers are removed, Aiden starts begging again. "OH PLEASE JAKE OH FUCK OH PLEHEEHEASE DONT, NOT THIS OH FUCK PLEASE AH AH AHHH AHHHH!"
Jacob meanwhile resumed blowing air onto the nipples of his best friend, keeping their sensitivity to the max, before he presses his wet tongue to the left one and wiggles it.
Aiden bucks harder than you'd ever seen him, the bed groaning as he suffers. A minute later, he slows down, only to have Jacob's tongue start lapping at his other nipple, causing him to redouble his attempts to get away.
It is no use of course, and another minute or two pass as Aiden gets weaker and weaker. Jacob stops and plants a kiss on each nipple.
"EE! AH! NUH NO PLEASE JAKE ENOUGH. LEAVE THEM ALONE YOU KNOW ITS TORTURE PLEAASE! JAKE DONT AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" This time, Jacob knelt down and started blowing a light breeze over the straining cock of his blond victim. It bounces and twitches and clearly, desperately needs release.
"AHHH STAAAP JAAAKE AH FUCK AHH ITS SO GOOD FUCK AHH I CANT TAKE IT OH FUCK MAKE ME FUCKING CUM! AHHH JEE AAAAHHHHHH AH AH AHHHHH!"
Shaking your head at the swearing coming from the usually timid, docile boy, you thoroughly enjoy the show, and learn something new. Apparently little Aiden gets more sensitive under cool air. Another devilish idea springs to mind, but you set it aside, noticing Kyle and Pete having joined you and Cale, watching this unfold.
Jacob didn't stop his air-blowing however, he seemed to know the best way to torture Aiden was with it, driving him so horny.
This continued for a full five minutes before he placed another kiss, this one to the dribbling tip of Aiden's cock. "AHHH FUCK SUCK ME!"
Impressed at how quick Aiden was begging to be sucked off under Jacob's ministrations, you watch as Jacob moves behind the bound boy. He skitters his nails over Aiden's feet for a moment, before putting his lips together and blowing a current of air down his spine all the way to his ass.
Aiden squeal and squirmed, ending up thrusting forward, his cock sticking way out as it dribbles precum. "OOOOOOOHFUCKKKKK!"
This is repeated over and over, sending Aiden into a hip-thrusting fury of need and desire. Eventually he manages to squeak out between his moans, "OOHH JAKE FUCK MEEE! OH FUCK OHHHHHHHHHH!"
Jacob straightens himself, kisses Aiden on the cheek before turning to lock eyes with you. He grins, causing you to blink and almost miss it as Jacob rams his thick purple cock into Aiden in one quick move. His fingers pinch and poke the blond's nipples as both cocks are unlocked, only to both cum immediately, Aiden shooting well across the room and Jacob claiming his own torture toy.
Their orgasms lasted a long while, Aiden stretched out totally, eyes shut, screaming, and Jacob clenched tight around his conquest, still torturing his nipples, but staring straight into your eyes. As it ends, he mouths 'Master' to you, before kissing Aiden on the cheek and pulling out.
You move forward and hand Jacob a glass of water, helping Aiden drink his. "Very nice boys. Very nice." Aiden is summarily untied and left to sleep, curling into the equally exhausted Jacob.
You shrug as you leave them to their rest, you figured Jacob would want to take more time in his torture of Aiden, but suppose that the need to cum was overriding any meticulous torture desires. For the time being.
Meanwhile, the rest of you return to your bedroom and you ask Cale, "So, how much more energy do you need to free the both of us?"
Cale closes his eyes a moment, before staring at you. "Not much at all, Master. With all the tickling going on here, it should only take another day or so."
You smile wide, and kiss each boy one at a time. "Perfect news Cale, do everything you can to make sure we reach that goal and by this time, two days from now, we shall both be free." And suddenly your world spins, and you find yourself on your stomach, wrists and ankles bound, and tape over your mouth. On either side of you, Kyle and Pete are much the same way, and Cale whispers into your ear.
"As you command, Master."
By: Big Blue Feather
An evil, predatory grin slithers across your lips as you observe the four boys laying face down on your bed. Each of them with their arms bound behind their backs, lying side by side, naked; a sea of ticklish flesh for you to devour. The prize you choose to attack, however, lies off the bed. Eight feet all dangle off the end, toes pointed downward and bound together.
Not to their other leg, mind you. You've secured each boy's ankle to his neighbor's, just for fun. You strut from one end of the bed to the other, watching as they all shift under your gaze. First is Cale, your demon slave. He lies there, claws twitching, clearly wishing to be in your position, but having no choice but to lie there next to all this ticklishness and wait.
Next to him, left ankle taped to the demon's right, is Aiden. He had been coming along nicely as a new resident of the Inn, despite initial misgivings. He still hates being tickled, but has come to accept it in his life and is making do. He seems to be trying to shift away from Cale though, for good reason. Doubtlessly the demon would love to do terribly ticklish things to him in this position.
Bound to his right foot is Pete's, just as cute and innocent-acting as always. Still more than happy helping you secure the other boys, provided you promise he gets to be tickled too.
And finally Kyle's long sole joins with Pete's smaller one. While still suspicious about the whole supernatural thing, you and he have had many enjoyable nights together. And mornings. And evenings. The goth sex god seems to be rather attracted to your power over the rest of the boys, and loves it when you make him your slave.
You kneel at the center of the row of feet hanging off of your bed this mid-morning and draw your fluffy feather down, from heels to toes, of the bound-together feet of Pete and Aiden. Both boys squeal and shift on the bed, and Pete's toes start wiggling as Aiden's clench for a moment.
Upon doing it again, Aiden gigglishly begs, "NoohoOHooheheee!"
Pete just giggles, enjoying it immensely. "EHEheheheheee!"
Stroking their joined soles with the feather, you can't help but admire the two boys, so similar yet so different. One a willing slave, the other just happy for a place to stay.
Your feather starts sawing back and forth along all eight soles, four voices giggle and shriek one at a time in a beautifully musical sound. Continuing this for a while, you settle on feathering the black-nailed toes of Kyle, and Pete's small wiggling toes, resulting in louder, more pronounced laughter from the boys.
After a bit more toe tickling, you lean back and give Pete and Kyle a rest, and as they catch their breaths you cut the tape from their ankles and move around the bed. Climbing up, you order Cale to "Roll over Aiden." And having taped the comforter around the dark haired demon, he takes it with him.
Circling around, you lean down and lick Kyle's ear, whispering to him. "Roll over Pete, my Slave." Kyle shivers and does as he is told, and after a bit of jostling and ensuring no one was being squished, you tape the comforter cocoon closed and move back to your kneeling position. Now you have a boy-burrito, with their super sensitive soles sticking out of one end in a mass of ticklish skin.
Dragging the feather across the eight feet, the responding four voices all giggling together in unison sends a shiver down your body directly to your hard-on. You lay the feather down and start dragging your fingers all over the soles at your mercy.
A cacophony of hysterics ensues; the boy-burrito on your bed bucks and bounces; and you don't stop for an instant. No one set of soles gets any more than any other, even though after all this time together, you can easily discern Pete's wiggling feet from Aiden's scrunched soles, and Kyle's long, painted toes distinguish his feet from the others.
All eight soles suffer under your tickle assault until well past noon, as your fingertips play over every inch of the helpless ticklish feet.
After stopping finally, and undoing the blanket and arm restraints, all four boys remain lying there for a while, catching their breaths. Kyle is the first to get up, and he comes over and kisses you firmly before sitting next to you on the edge of the bed. The others soon join you sitting there, and five rumbling stomachs decide its time for lunch.
After a naked picnic in the middle of your bedroom, you leave Pete and Kyle to their own devices as you and Cale take Aiden to Jacob's room. Begging not to, even as you move him through the halls, you merely pat his head. If only he knew what you were going to unleash upon him today...
After Aiden has been placed in the same position he was when you began this experiment a week ago; arms up to opposite corners of the posts, same with his knees, his feet free behind him, you remove Jacob's blindfold. He was once more bound to the chair, staring at his blond friend's naked body. His cock was purplish and hard, as it hadn't been able to cum since arriving here.
Your plan was simple, Jacob clearly was having impure thoughts about his little friend, and you decided to use this as a way to turn the brunette boy to your favour. Enacting the torture he so wanted to orchestrate, right in front of him, while slowly stroking his cock and not allowing him to partake has driven almost all coherent thoughts from his mind, save the pure and utter need to have Aiden.
Its time to bring your plan to fruition.
You kneel beside Jacob and nod to Cale. The demon's claws start sliding over Aiden's soft torso, squeals of ticklishness pouring from the boy. Jacob bucks and strains in the chair, watching this, desperate to be a part of it, until he howls into his gag. He pulls and writhes as your hand slides up and down his purple dick, electrical impulses to cum being sent to his brain that, thanks to Cale's ownership of this cock, it cannot do.
Cale continues to attack Aiden's sides and hips as the boy squeals and tries to wiggle away and you whisper to Jacob. "You want to do that to him, don't you Jacob? You want to torture him and make him scream and beg and writhe and wiggle and need it to stop. And then you want to cum. Shoot your seed deep into him as you torture his soft skin."
Jacob bucks and strains with all his might, your words ringing in his ears. "I can make that happen, Jacob. I can let you get at Aiden and do everything you want to him. I can even let you cum. Do you want that?" For the first time, Jacob's eyes slide from Aiden's tortured wriggling body, to look in your eyes.
"All you need to do is accept that you are mine, a tool used to tickle and be tickled at my whim. Pledge yourself to me, and you will have Aiden and an orgasm. What will it be?" You rip the tape off Jacob's mouth, not stopping your stroking of his member.
Jacob, eyes still locked with you, opens his mouth. "Master."
Your grin is large and your cock twitches at having another call you that. "Good boy. Now I will let you go, but there is a condition if your want your orgasm. You will cum if you fuck Aiden's cute little ass, but to do so, you need Aiden to beg you for it. And you're not allowed to tell him that, that just ruins the fun. Make him beg you to fuck him, and you'll plant your seed so far up him, he'll be yours forever. Understand?"
"Yes Master." You start untying his wrists and say Cale's name. The demon takes his cue and places a fingertip right between Aiden's butt cheeks. He inter lays a pair of cock unlocks and a verbal barrier onto the blond's entrance, and slides off the bed.
Aiden pants and hangs there for a while, not having heard any of the exchange, but he looks up as you and Cale move off to the side.
The blond boy's eyes widen as he sees Jacob finish untying himself and stand. The short blond whimpers as he stares into his friend's eyes and sees only lust as he approaches him. "J-Jake! C-come on. H-help me, untie me."
But Jacob was long passed the point of any such mercies. He had spent a week watching his deepest, darkest desires unfold before his eyes, without even the simple act of being able to pleasure himself.
Now, being Aiden's friend for so long, Jacob had accumulated a few tidbits of personal information about the boy, one of which he used to torture at this very moment. He leaned down, pursed his lips, and blew cool air over Aiden's large, pink, puckered nipples.
"EEEEAAAHHHNOOHOPLEEASE! NO NO JAKE NO NOT THAT! AHHHHH!" Little Aiden's body writhed and squirmed as Jacob continued to lightly blow over each nipple. As you watched, you could see from where you and Cale were hidden, how those buds of immense sensitivity hardened into sharp points on his chest.
After almost five minutes of this, Aiden's cock pulsing the whole time, Jacob leans back and drags a finger around each nipple.
Aiden doesn't even make a sound, but his whole body tenses, cock twitching furiously - you are certain he would have shot right then and there if he had been able to.
Jacob continues this for a minute, leaving Aiden rigid and at the edge for a torturous amount of time. Once the fingers are removed, Aiden starts begging again. "OH PLEASE JAKE OH FUCK OH PLEHEEHEASE DONT, NOT THIS OH FUCK PLEASE AH AH AHHH AHHHH!"
Jacob meanwhile resumed blowing air onto the nipples of his best friend, keeping their sensitivity to the max, before he presses his wet tongue to the left one and wiggles it.
Aiden bucks harder than you'd ever seen him, the bed groaning as he suffers. A minute later, he slows down, only to have Jacob's tongue start lapping at his other nipple, causing him to redouble his attempts to get away.
It is no use of course, and another minute or two pass as Aiden gets weaker and weaker. Jacob stops and plants a kiss on each nipple.
"EE! AH! NUH NO PLEASE JAKE ENOUGH. LEAVE THEM ALONE YOU KNOW ITS TORTURE PLEAASE! JAKE DONT AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" This time, Jacob knelt down and started blowing a light breeze over the straining cock of his blond victim. It bounces and twitches and clearly, desperately needs release.
"AHHH STAAAP JAAAKE AH FUCK AHH ITS SO GOOD FUCK AHH I CANT TAKE IT OH FUCK MAKE ME FUCKING CUM! AHHH JEE AAAAHHHHHH AH AH AHHHHH!"
Shaking your head at the swearing coming from the usually timid, docile boy, you thoroughly enjoy the show, and learn something new. Apparently little Aiden gets more sensitive under cool air. Another devilish idea springs to mind, but you set it aside, noticing Kyle and Pete having joined you and Cale, watching this unfold.
Jacob didn't stop his air-blowing however, he seemed to know the best way to torture Aiden was with it, driving him so horny.
This continued for a full five minutes before he placed another kiss, this one to the dribbling tip of Aiden's cock. "AHHH FUCK SUCK ME!"
Impressed at how quick Aiden was begging to be sucked off under Jacob's ministrations, you watch as Jacob moves behind the bound boy. He skitters his nails over Aiden's feet for a moment, before putting his lips together and blowing a current of air down his spine all the way to his ass.
Aiden squeal and squirmed, ending up thrusting forward, his cock sticking way out as it dribbles precum. "OOOOOOOHFUCKKKKK!"
This is repeated over and over, sending Aiden into a hip-thrusting fury of need and desire. Eventually he manages to squeak out between his moans, "OOHH JAKE FUCK MEEE! OH FUCK OHHHHHHHHHH!"
Jacob straightens himself, kisses Aiden on the cheek before turning to lock eyes with you. He grins, causing you to blink and almost miss it as Jacob rams his thick purple cock into Aiden in one quick move. His fingers pinch and poke the blond's nipples as both cocks are unlocked, only to both cum immediately, Aiden shooting well across the room and Jacob claiming his own torture toy.
Their orgasms lasted a long while, Aiden stretched out totally, eyes shut, screaming, and Jacob clenched tight around his conquest, still torturing his nipples, but staring straight into your eyes. As it ends, he mouths 'Master' to you, before kissing Aiden on the cheek and pulling out.
You move forward and hand Jacob a glass of water, helping Aiden drink his. "Very nice boys. Very nice." Aiden is summarily untied and left to sleep, curling into the equally exhausted Jacob.
You shrug as you leave them to their rest, you figured Jacob would want to take more time in his torture of Aiden, but suppose that the need to cum was overriding any meticulous torture desires. For the time being.
Meanwhile, the rest of you return to your bedroom and you ask Cale, "So, how much more energy do you need to free the both of us?"
Cale closes his eyes a moment, before staring at you. "Not much at all, Master. With all the tickling going on here, it should only take another day or so."
You smile wide, and kiss each boy one at a time. "Perfect news Cale, do everything you can to make sure we reach that goal and by this time, two days from now, we shall both be free." And suddenly your world spins, and you find yourself on your stomach, wrists and ankles bound, and tape over your mouth. On either side of you, Kyle and Pete are much the same way, and Cale whispers into your ear.
"As you command, Master."
