flightless_me
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THIS IS MY FIRST OFFICIAL STORY. sO THERE WILL PROBABLY BE ALOT OF MISTAKES...AND SINCE IM ONLY 18 ITS NOT SO ...WELL WRITTEN. BUT SOME OF MY FRIENDS think I WRITE WELL. SO JUST TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK. I LIKE IT INTENSE BTW...SO ITS PRETTY INTENSE.
Tara's body shivered in place. She couldn't stop herself from trembling in her confines. It wasn't the bitter cold air that whisped across her naked body; Rather the anticipation for what her master had planned for her. She heard him. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned in place as best she could towards his noise. Her vision was cut off from the blindfold that hugged her face. She was sitting on her bench, her feet placed in stocks at the end of the bench. Her back was supported up by a lare pole behind her seat. Her arms were tied to cuffs, chained...and link up to the pole. This made her upper body vunerable to his touch, for it made her hands stay up high over her head. She tried out of instinct to pull her arms down when a breeze went by but the give from the chain was very little...her arms couldnt be pulled even an inch down.
"Cold?" He asked.
He closed the window, she turned her head to the sound. It wasn't that cold she just wanted him to get this over with. Her body shaking still. He admired his girl. lovely white skin with beautiful long black hair. She was the perfect picture of Snow White; she had even been called that from time to time. He walked up to her and smiled.
"Open your mouth beautiful." She did without question. He placed the ball gag on her and her lips pressed agianst it once it was in place. She moaned a bit, hating this one implement.
"Aw you know its a tease! I love your laughter. Behave it will come off soon." He leaned down to her ear, "I promise." He kissed her neck below her ear. He began to tie her hair up in a bun to keep it out of the way and as he did so he placed gentle soothing kisses on her soft neck. She moaned slightly, falling limp from the soothing kisses. He loved her skin, it was so soft everywhere was softer then the last spot he touched on her. She was perfect in his eyes.
"You cold?" She shook her head. "Can you breathe alright?" She nodded. "No mercy or safe words today Sweet." She moaned in her gag.
Her body shook once agian when silence filled the room. Where was he? Where would he touch her first? How long would he do this to her today? All these thoughts raced in her mind but her heart was beating faster then ever before. She was like a trapped rabbit. And the big bad wolf was out there somewhere. He could see her plight. She couldn't see him. He could touch her all he wanted, she would have no choice but to give in.
She stiffened when she felt his hand touch her right shoulder. He softly rubbed it. He leaned forward and brought his lips right next to her ear. "Calm...relax." He said it slow and quietly. He rubbed her shoulder, her neck, her shoulders agian using his finger tips. It was calming her. She wasn't shaking any longer. His words echoed in her brain.."Calm relax, calm relax." Over and over. She was limp. He rubbed softly, slowly with his finger tips. Her neck up and down with his fingers, down to her shoulders all around her shoulder, back up to her neck up and down up and down, back to her shoulders all around, down to her armpits.
She moaned out loud and began to tense up in her bonds. He softly with his finger tips circled around her right armpit. Around and around very slowly not speeding the pace. She struggled to bring her arms down. Tried to catch her breath, no hold her breath now! She didn't want to laugh. She knew if she laughed she wouldn't stop. She tried pressing her lips to the gag to stop the river of giggles from flowing from her. But it built up like pressure. When he began to skitter his nails slowly ino her right armpit, the pressure broke and she was giggling into her gag.
He loved tickling her. She struggled, he wanted to see her struggle harder. She giggled, he wanted to see her laugh! He loved her so much. He wanted to bring her to the egde and push her off of it...(sounds harsh lol). His fingers skittered and flickered into her under arm slowly. Up and down he tickled her. At times he would tap his fingers from pinky finger to index into her armpit. All over. Tapping tapping skitter and tickling!
She was struggling harder laughing into her gag even more. It sent little shock waves all over her body. She was begiNning to panic in her confines. She couldNT see him but she could feel every part of her underarm being assualted. She felt it more then she ever had with a blind fold off. And the fact that she couldn't even beg made her feel more trapped.
"Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle. Tick--le!" Every time he said that word he skittered his fingers faster into her under arm. He walked to the front still tickling her and brought his other hand to tickle her other armpit. She was swaying side to side trying to escape the feelings. It was easy for him to follow her movements though. Tara was screaming into her gag by now.
He began to stop skittering and started to dig his fingers into her pits. She went wild with muffled laughter and couldnt even move away. She tried to bring her arms down but couldn't. This tickled Tara so much. She was an extremely ticklish girl! She was ticklish everywhere even the palms of her hands.
"Does this tickle you?" She nodded and screamed. "Do you want me to stop?" She nodded her head and screamed louder. "I'll ask agian, Do you want me to stop?" She screamed and nodded faster. "I'll ask one more time...get it right or else....DO...you...want...me...to...stop??" She shook her head no. "Good girl Tara."
He stopped for a second. She was still giggling. But she was stopped when she felt him somewhere else...behind her a bit next to the pole. He was close to her ear and he whispered,"Since you don't want me to stop, I won't " And he brought his hands around her and tickled her sides, squeezing them up and down.
She screamed really loudly, as loudly as she could through her gag. She was shaking her head constantly and bucking to get away from the tickling. He kept up with her. Squeezing up and down up and down. When he reached her ribs, He would rake his finger tips all over them. Every...single...rib...up and down...he would hit her sides and then squeeze till her reached her waist and he would then poke and squeeze there a bit...then squeeze back up her sides, reach her ribs and repeat.
Thirty minutes of this had passed. Tara was becoming exhausted. She was limp in her chains. her face be came a lovely shade of red .She just sat there with her head hung low and lauging and laughing. muffled laughter was filling the room. He began to feel sorry for Tara, also he loved her and wanted to be a little sympathitic...so to show mercy he brought the tickling to the sides of her breasts. Although it tickled, It didn't tickle as much as what he was doing before. She was reduced to sweet muffled giggles.
"Here's your break my sweet tickle toy. Slow tickling."
He tickled the sides of her breasts slowly. This allowed her to catch some breath even though she was giggling, at least she wasnt laughing hard. He loved touching her. Her breasts were so soft. He kept tickling her there for a while until he felt she had a long enough break from the REAL torture.
He stopped after ten minutes.
She felt his hands touching her face. He was removing the gag. She knew her place not to say anything. She just sat there and caught her breath as best she could.
"Ticklish?" He asked she nodded.
"Tell me to tickle you."
"Please ...t...tickle me."
"I want you to beg me to tickle your feet."
"Please tickle my feet!" She said like a word vomit, real fast to get it over with.
"Beg more! Details! Tell me to tickle them and how! How do i tickle you? Beg me to do what i always do."
"Please tickle my toes with your mouth. Use the feathers on my arches and tickle my feet till i go crazy!" She began to cry. The thought of her feet being tickled scared her. He never made her beg for her own demise. She was shaking.
He became scared at this. He loved her. This wasn't something to see of her. He removed the blind fold and kissed her neck. "Ssshhh...relax....It's ok. I'm sorry I won't make you beg like that agian. Ok? " She nodded. "I'm sorry." she smiled her tears had stopped. "But i will tickle your feet the way you asked." Her smiled faded. "Do you want to have a tickle orgasm? You like those don't you? I'll give you one for being such a good sport? And...for me making you cry..."
"*sigh*...Get it over with!" She cracked a smile.
He put the blindfold back on her and she began to shake with anticipation agian.
Silence consumed her once agian.
She felt his grasp. He grabbed her toes with one hand and she already began to giggle. He waited a while as she giggled herself silly even though all her did was grab ahold of her toes on her left foot. After a few moments of letting her marinate in her own giggles he leaned forward and ran his tongue from her heel slowly up to the ball of her foot. Her toes wiggled like crazy and she laughed herself into hysterics.
"OOOHHHHH MY gaaahaaaad!!!!! Pleeheeeheeease!!!!!! aahhhahahahhahaa!!!!"
He kept this up. He loved how soft her sole was and how sweet her skin tasted. He let the tip of his tongue fall from her ball to the arch. At times he would just run circles in the arch of her foot. This would make her whole leg shake in its bonds. She tried to desperatly shake and wiggle her toes but he now held her whole foot with both hands as his tongue tickled her. He ran his tongue back down to her heel and made quick circles there.
"AAAAHHH!!!!! AAaahahahahahahaa!!!....o...ohhhh!! It ...it tickleS!!! it tihhickles!!! aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhahahahahaa!!!!" She screamed with laughter.
A few minutes of tickling her heels and arches with his tongue he let go of her foot and allowed his tongue to make a dash to her toes. He put her big toe in his mouth and held her foot in his hands and began to suck. Although this tickled her it didn't tickle as much as it felt so good. This always turned her on. She began to giggle and moan loudly. She wasnt struggling as much anymore in her confines. She arched her back at times when she felt an orgasm build up. Whenever he sensed this he would stop and apply his nails to her arches and tickle like mad.
He did this and she was reduced to hysterical loud laughter and screaming. He would continue this for a few minutes...then repeat the tongue tickled and back to the toe sucking. Agian her orgasm almost came...and agian he stopped and tickled her with his nails.
"Pleeheeheasse!!! Let me cum!!! " she screamed with frustration. After an hour of this tickling torment on her feet he brought her toe to his lips. He began to kiss the tops of each toe. Slowly he kissed them one by one. All ten. Softly and slowly. His lips would sometimes stop and he would bring her toe in his mouth and lick it. Then stop. and back to kissing. She was becoming turned on. Her womenhood throbbed and ached. She wanted release. She was so sexually frustrated she felt she would explode.
"..pl..please!! " She begged and whimpered. he stopped and waited a few seconds...and sucked her toe agian and brought her to the egde once agian. But he didnt stop. She began to scream out in an orgasm and he then applied his fingers to both her feet but kept sucking. he made sure to tickle her feet lightly and suck harder. She was laughing and moaning so loudly he thought she would bring the roof down.
"Tickle me!!! Please!! ohh God tickle me!!! yeehees!! ohhh!!!! " She screamed. Her back arched in her bonds and she had an explosive orgasm. Her mind was in bliss in heaven. Her body her whole body from toe to head had fireworks of pleasure exploding. When it was finally over...she passed out. He untied her. washed her up with a warm wash cloth. He brought her to the couch in his "tickle room" and proceeded to wash every inch of her body lovingly with a warm wash cloth. She was half awake through out this and had a nice smile of her face. She felt too tired to react to any loving touch her husband gave her during this cleaning. After he was done he took her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He layed her down and covered her naked body up with the soft blankets. He undid her hair and touched his beautiful girl on the cheek.
"God i love you." he whispered.
"I love you too master."
"Babe don't call me that now. We aren't playing tickle master anymore. Your not my tickle slave now..."
"Ok sweet heart." She said and immediatly was asleep.
He smiled and kept rubbing her head and whispered to her before he turned the lamp next to the bed off, "Bet you can't wait for you to be master tomorrow."
Adam kissed his wife, And turned the light off.
Tara's body shivered in place. She couldn't stop herself from trembling in her confines. It wasn't the bitter cold air that whisped across her naked body; Rather the anticipation for what her master had planned for her. She heard him. Her heart skipped a beat as she turned in place as best she could towards his noise. Her vision was cut off from the blindfold that hugged her face. She was sitting on her bench, her feet placed in stocks at the end of the bench. Her back was supported up by a lare pole behind her seat. Her arms were tied to cuffs, chained...and link up to the pole. This made her upper body vunerable to his touch, for it made her hands stay up high over her head. She tried out of instinct to pull her arms down when a breeze went by but the give from the chain was very little...her arms couldnt be pulled even an inch down.
"Cold?" He asked.
He closed the window, she turned her head to the sound. It wasn't that cold she just wanted him to get this over with. Her body shaking still. He admired his girl. lovely white skin with beautiful long black hair. She was the perfect picture of Snow White; she had even been called that from time to time. He walked up to her and smiled.
"Open your mouth beautiful." She did without question. He placed the ball gag on her and her lips pressed agianst it once it was in place. She moaned a bit, hating this one implement.
"Aw you know its a tease! I love your laughter. Behave it will come off soon." He leaned down to her ear, "I promise." He kissed her neck below her ear. He began to tie her hair up in a bun to keep it out of the way and as he did so he placed gentle soothing kisses on her soft neck. She moaned slightly, falling limp from the soothing kisses. He loved her skin, it was so soft everywhere was softer then the last spot he touched on her. She was perfect in his eyes.
"You cold?" She shook her head. "Can you breathe alright?" She nodded. "No mercy or safe words today Sweet." She moaned in her gag.
Her body shook once agian when silence filled the room. Where was he? Where would he touch her first? How long would he do this to her today? All these thoughts raced in her mind but her heart was beating faster then ever before. She was like a trapped rabbit. And the big bad wolf was out there somewhere. He could see her plight. She couldn't see him. He could touch her all he wanted, she would have no choice but to give in.
She stiffened when she felt his hand touch her right shoulder. He softly rubbed it. He leaned forward and brought his lips right next to her ear. "Calm...relax." He said it slow and quietly. He rubbed her shoulder, her neck, her shoulders agian using his finger tips. It was calming her. She wasn't shaking any longer. His words echoed in her brain.."Calm relax, calm relax." Over and over. She was limp. He rubbed softly, slowly with his finger tips. Her neck up and down with his fingers, down to her shoulders all around her shoulder, back up to her neck up and down up and down, back to her shoulders all around, down to her armpits.
She moaned out loud and began to tense up in her bonds. He softly with his finger tips circled around her right armpit. Around and around very slowly not speeding the pace. She struggled to bring her arms down. Tried to catch her breath, no hold her breath now! She didn't want to laugh. She knew if she laughed she wouldn't stop. She tried pressing her lips to the gag to stop the river of giggles from flowing from her. But it built up like pressure. When he began to skitter his nails slowly ino her right armpit, the pressure broke and she was giggling into her gag.
He loved tickling her. She struggled, he wanted to see her struggle harder. She giggled, he wanted to see her laugh! He loved her so much. He wanted to bring her to the egde and push her off of it...(sounds harsh lol). His fingers skittered and flickered into her under arm slowly. Up and down he tickled her. At times he would tap his fingers from pinky finger to index into her armpit. All over. Tapping tapping skitter and tickling!
She was struggling harder laughing into her gag even more. It sent little shock waves all over her body. She was begiNning to panic in her confines. She couldNT see him but she could feel every part of her underarm being assualted. She felt it more then she ever had with a blind fold off. And the fact that she couldn't even beg made her feel more trapped.
"Tickle tickle tickle. Tickle tickle. Tick--le!" Every time he said that word he skittered his fingers faster into her under arm. He walked to the front still tickling her and brought his other hand to tickle her other armpit. She was swaying side to side trying to escape the feelings. It was easy for him to follow her movements though. Tara was screaming into her gag by now.
He began to stop skittering and started to dig his fingers into her pits. She went wild with muffled laughter and couldnt even move away. She tried to bring her arms down but couldn't. This tickled Tara so much. She was an extremely ticklish girl! She was ticklish everywhere even the palms of her hands.
"Does this tickle you?" She nodded and screamed. "Do you want me to stop?" She nodded her head and screamed louder. "I'll ask agian, Do you want me to stop?" She screamed and nodded faster. "I'll ask one more time...get it right or else....DO...you...want...me...to...stop??" She shook her head no. "Good girl Tara."
He stopped for a second. She was still giggling. But she was stopped when she felt him somewhere else...behind her a bit next to the pole. He was close to her ear and he whispered,"Since you don't want me to stop, I won't " And he brought his hands around her and tickled her sides, squeezing them up and down.
She screamed really loudly, as loudly as she could through her gag. She was shaking her head constantly and bucking to get away from the tickling. He kept up with her. Squeezing up and down up and down. When he reached her ribs, He would rake his finger tips all over them. Every...single...rib...up and down...he would hit her sides and then squeeze till her reached her waist and he would then poke and squeeze there a bit...then squeeze back up her sides, reach her ribs and repeat.
Thirty minutes of this had passed. Tara was becoming exhausted. She was limp in her chains. her face be came a lovely shade of red .She just sat there with her head hung low and lauging and laughing. muffled laughter was filling the room. He began to feel sorry for Tara, also he loved her and wanted to be a little sympathitic...so to show mercy he brought the tickling to the sides of her breasts. Although it tickled, It didn't tickle as much as what he was doing before. She was reduced to sweet muffled giggles.
"Here's your break my sweet tickle toy. Slow tickling."
He tickled the sides of her breasts slowly. This allowed her to catch some breath even though she was giggling, at least she wasnt laughing hard. He loved touching her. Her breasts were so soft. He kept tickling her there for a while until he felt she had a long enough break from the REAL torture.
He stopped after ten minutes.
She felt his hands touching her face. He was removing the gag. She knew her place not to say anything. She just sat there and caught her breath as best she could.
"Ticklish?" He asked she nodded.
"Tell me to tickle you."
"Please ...t...tickle me."
"I want you to beg me to tickle your feet."
"Please tickle my feet!" She said like a word vomit, real fast to get it over with.
"Beg more! Details! Tell me to tickle them and how! How do i tickle you? Beg me to do what i always do."
"Please tickle my toes with your mouth. Use the feathers on my arches and tickle my feet till i go crazy!" She began to cry. The thought of her feet being tickled scared her. He never made her beg for her own demise. She was shaking.
He became scared at this. He loved her. This wasn't something to see of her. He removed the blind fold and kissed her neck. "Ssshhh...relax....It's ok. I'm sorry I won't make you beg like that agian. Ok? " She nodded. "I'm sorry." she smiled her tears had stopped. "But i will tickle your feet the way you asked." Her smiled faded. "Do you want to have a tickle orgasm? You like those don't you? I'll give you one for being such a good sport? And...for me making you cry..."
"*sigh*...Get it over with!" She cracked a smile.
He put the blindfold back on her and she began to shake with anticipation agian.
Silence consumed her once agian.
She felt his grasp. He grabbed her toes with one hand and she already began to giggle. He waited a while as she giggled herself silly even though all her did was grab ahold of her toes on her left foot. After a few moments of letting her marinate in her own giggles he leaned forward and ran his tongue from her heel slowly up to the ball of her foot. Her toes wiggled like crazy and she laughed herself into hysterics.
"OOOHHHHH MY gaaahaaaad!!!!! Pleeheeeheeease!!!!!! aahhhahahahhahaa!!!!"
He kept this up. He loved how soft her sole was and how sweet her skin tasted. He let the tip of his tongue fall from her ball to the arch. At times he would just run circles in the arch of her foot. This would make her whole leg shake in its bonds. She tried to desperatly shake and wiggle her toes but he now held her whole foot with both hands as his tongue tickled her. He ran his tongue back down to her heel and made quick circles there.
"AAAAHHH!!!!! AAaahahahahahahaa!!!....o...ohhhh!! It ...it tickleS!!! it tihhickles!!! aaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhahahahahaa!!!!" She screamed with laughter.
A few minutes of tickling her heels and arches with his tongue he let go of her foot and allowed his tongue to make a dash to her toes. He put her big toe in his mouth and held her foot in his hands and began to suck. Although this tickled her it didn't tickle as much as it felt so good. This always turned her on. She began to giggle and moan loudly. She wasnt struggling as much anymore in her confines. She arched her back at times when she felt an orgasm build up. Whenever he sensed this he would stop and apply his nails to her arches and tickle like mad.
He did this and she was reduced to hysterical loud laughter and screaming. He would continue this for a few minutes...then repeat the tongue tickled and back to the toe sucking. Agian her orgasm almost came...and agian he stopped and tickled her with his nails.
"Pleeheeheasse!!! Let me cum!!! " she screamed with frustration. After an hour of this tickling torment on her feet he brought her toe to his lips. He began to kiss the tops of each toe. Slowly he kissed them one by one. All ten. Softly and slowly. His lips would sometimes stop and he would bring her toe in his mouth and lick it. Then stop. and back to kissing. She was becoming turned on. Her womenhood throbbed and ached. She wanted release. She was so sexually frustrated she felt she would explode.
"..pl..please!! " She begged and whimpered. he stopped and waited a few seconds...and sucked her toe agian and brought her to the egde once agian. But he didnt stop. She began to scream out in an orgasm and he then applied his fingers to both her feet but kept sucking. he made sure to tickle her feet lightly and suck harder. She was laughing and moaning so loudly he thought she would bring the roof down.
"Tickle me!!! Please!! ohh God tickle me!!! yeehees!! ohhh!!!! " She screamed. Her back arched in her bonds and she had an explosive orgasm. Her mind was in bliss in heaven. Her body her whole body from toe to head had fireworks of pleasure exploding. When it was finally over...she passed out. He untied her. washed her up with a warm wash cloth. He brought her to the couch in his "tickle room" and proceeded to wash every inch of her body lovingly with a warm wash cloth. She was half awake through out this and had a nice smile of her face. She felt too tired to react to any loving touch her husband gave her during this cleaning. After he was done he took her in his arms and carried her to the bed. He layed her down and covered her naked body up with the soft blankets. He undid her hair and touched his beautiful girl on the cheek.
"God i love you." he whispered.
"I love you too master."
"Babe don't call me that now. We aren't playing tickle master anymore. Your not my tickle slave now..."
"Ok sweet heart." She said and immediatly was asleep.
He smiled and kept rubbing her head and whispered to her before he turned the lamp next to the bed off, "Bet you can't wait for you to be master tomorrow."
Adam kissed his wife, And turned the light off.
