ticklemepink096
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As promised, here's what happened with the final part of the bet in relation to the first gym tickling story.
Cameron agreed to go for the double or nothin bet and we strapped my feet into the straps for the floor weights. I kidded that I could get out of the velcro easily so what does he do?
Sits on my ankles. Now, I never said that was allowed, but under these circumstances, I didnt necessarily mind 🙂.
Anyway, I was just sitting on my butt with my legs stretched out and my ankles underneath him when he started slowly dragging his fingers up my feet starting at the soles. My whole face scrunched up and I tried to hold in the giggles but as soon as he started stroking the sides of my feet I let go and collapsed into giggles laying on my back. He started taunting me like he had before with, "oh whats wrooong...does that...tickle?" I started spitting out some smart ass comments about how stupid he was or something which apparently called for in his words, "a lesson to be taught about manners" or something like that. I wasnt really listening by that time.
I tried the best I could to hide my feet from his fingers but when he hit the balls of my feet I literally screamed so loud I was just waiting for someone to come rushing in to see what was wrong. I was laughing my ass off and tugging my legs as hard as I could but the fatal blow that weakened my fight was quite possibly the most ticklish thing I have ever felt in my life.
He held my toes back and scratched away at the balls of my feet and under the toes making sure to linger on the real bad spots. I swear I could have died right then but all I could do was lay there and laugh as tears were starting to come down my cheeks.
It was probably when he'd realized he hadnt heard a sound out of me for a good minute or two that he decided I needed to breathe. I immediately told him he had won (I know I know, I'm a weakling) even though I hoped he wouldn't fall for it and keep going 🙂.
He gave me this look that was kind of like, trying to determine if I was really serious about him letting me go or not and with a little smirk turned right back around and started stroking the tops of my feet which I didnt even KNOW were ticklish!
At that point I just laid back and enjoyed the "torture"...
🙂
Cameron agreed to go for the double or nothin bet and we strapped my feet into the straps for the floor weights. I kidded that I could get out of the velcro easily so what does he do?
Sits on my ankles. Now, I never said that was allowed, but under these circumstances, I didnt necessarily mind 🙂.
Anyway, I was just sitting on my butt with my legs stretched out and my ankles underneath him when he started slowly dragging his fingers up my feet starting at the soles. My whole face scrunched up and I tried to hold in the giggles but as soon as he started stroking the sides of my feet I let go and collapsed into giggles laying on my back. He started taunting me like he had before with, "oh whats wrooong...does that...tickle?" I started spitting out some smart ass comments about how stupid he was or something which apparently called for in his words, "a lesson to be taught about manners" or something like that. I wasnt really listening by that time.
I tried the best I could to hide my feet from his fingers but when he hit the balls of my feet I literally screamed so loud I was just waiting for someone to come rushing in to see what was wrong. I was laughing my ass off and tugging my legs as hard as I could but the fatal blow that weakened my fight was quite possibly the most ticklish thing I have ever felt in my life.
He held my toes back and scratched away at the balls of my feet and under the toes making sure to linger on the real bad spots. I swear I could have died right then but all I could do was lay there and laugh as tears were starting to come down my cheeks.
It was probably when he'd realized he hadnt heard a sound out of me for a good minute or two that he decided I needed to breathe. I immediately told him he had won (I know I know, I'm a weakling) even though I hoped he wouldn't fall for it and keep going 🙂.
He gave me this look that was kind of like, trying to determine if I was really serious about him letting me go or not and with a little smirk turned right back around and started stroking the tops of my feet which I didnt even KNOW were ticklish!
At that point I just laid back and enjoyed the "torture"...
🙂
