taragohn
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Something different. A story told from my perspective (I am male so that is why it is M/M)
I walk to the front door of the large mansion feeling a bit nervous. It is the day I am initiated in a very exclusive club. Only a few select people are members and I have proved myself worthy. I have done lots of tests and completed difficult challenges. But in the end they found me suitable to join. I am excited to be a part of this the club offers a lot to me. I ring the doorbell and moments later the butler opens the door.
I am silently led through lots of corridors and through many doors. The invitation had said I had to undergo one final initiation ritual. It said it was not going to be harsh or cruel just a last ritual to make it final. I follow the butler down some stairs to the basement. I enter a small room lit by a lot of torches hanging on the wall. I see that all the members are present standing scattered around the room.
On the far wall opposite the door is a small stage. On it stands a large chair made of wood. It has a footrest attached to it which supports a set of stocks. On the armrests are heavy manacles. I look at it nervously and slowly walk in. The members step aside and the chairman steps forward.
“Welcome friend,” the chairman says. “Don’t be afraid we will not harm you.”
I see they are all formally dressed showing the emblem of the club on their chests. They are all in black jeans and blouse with dark polished shoes. I am dressed less formally just wearing my everyday clothes which are jeans, T-shirt and army boots. The chairman starts his speech and tells the other members of my accomplishments and test scores. I have done very well and receive lots of complements for my results.
“So finally he can now undergo the final ritual: The Chair,” the chairman concludes and indicates the thing on the stage.
I nod and walk over climbing on the stage. Two of the members follow me and climb on stage as well. I sit down on the chair and place my arms on the armrests wrists in the manacles. They lock my arms tight on the chair and I can hardly move them. They open the stocks and I place my ankles on the holes. They pull of my boots and socks and lock my bare feet firmly in the stocks. The footrest is raised stretching my legs in front of me and locked in place. I see the guys take position at my feet the rest watching. The chairman steps forward and looks at me.
“You should know the full name of the device,” the chairman says. “It is actually called The Tickle Chair.”
My eyes widen when I hear him say that. I feel eight fingers rapidly run over each of my bare soles and I giggle and splutter loudly. They guys slide stroke their fingers rapidly all over. I giggle and whimper loudly wriggling my toes heavily flexing my feet. They keep on stroking and brushing their fingers over and over again all over my soles. I giggle and splutter louder and louder biting my lip to hold on.
Their fingers explore every inch of my ticklish soles randomly flickering and stroking over and over. Finally I can’t take it any longer and I burst out into loud laughter. I shriek out laughing hard wriggling my toes fiercely flexing my feet. I try to move my feet away from their fingers but the stocks hold me firmly in place. I tug hard at the manacles legs trembling as I keep on laughing loudly. They tickle my feet for a while randomly trailing their fingers up and down all over my soles. All I can do is laugh loudly as I flex my feet and wriggle my toes fiercely.
They stop and I am gasping breathing deeply feeling tired. They let me pant and gasp for a while and I see the other members smiling broadly. Then I feel two fingertips slowly slide down over my soles. They trail all the way down from my toes to my heels lightly brushing over. I flex my feet and giggle loudly. They slowly drag their fingers back up trailing them all over my soles from heel to toes. Again I giggle loudly and flex my feet.
They keep on stroking their fingers slowly over my bare soles trailing them up and down all over. I giggle and whimper loudly flexing my feet and wriggling my toes. They go on and use more fingers on my soles now. The tips stroke and slide up and down all over my bare soles slowly. I giggle and whimper louder and louder still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes.
Suddenly they rapidly flicker and slide all their fingers all over my soles once more. I burst out in loud laughter once more heavily flexing my feet and wriggling my toes. I howl out loudly in intense laughter gasping for air. I thrash around wildly on the chair legs trembling heavily tugging hard at the manacles. I am exhaling in long loud bursts of pure laughter as I splutter and gasp for air.
I am tickled for quite some time again and all I can do is gasp for air and laugh loudly. I howl and shriek out all the time still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes fiercely trying everything to move away from the fingers. At last they stop and I am gasping and panting heavily feeling tired. The guys get off the stage and the chairman steps forward again.
“These guys wanted to tickle your feet with their fingers,” the chairman says. “The others have chosen other instruments.”
I look at the rest and they are all smiling. Two guys step forward and climb the stage. They position themselves in front of my feet.
“These guys have chosen pencil brushes as their tool.” The chairman says.
I feel the soft tips of pencil brushes slowly slide over my soles one over each sole. Slowly they trail down from toes to heels. It tickles intensely and I giggle loudly flexing feet and wriggling toes once more. They are brushing over again slowly sliding up this time. I giggle sharply flexing feet and wriggling toes heavily.
They keep on teasing my soles with these brushes trailing their soft tips up and down over and over my bare soles. I giggle and whimper louder and louder this tickling intensely. The brushes stroke and slide all over trailing randomly. I flex my feet and wriggle my toes as I giggle and splutter whimpering loudly. They add another brush and I feel two tips slide and stroke all over each of my soles. I whimper and wail loudly giggling and spluttering heavily. I am fiercely flexing my feet and wriggling my toes trying hard to hold on as they keep on stroking and sliding the brush tips all over slowly.
Then they really fiercely scribble and flicker the pencil brushes rapidly all over my soles. It tickles heavily and I burst out into loud laughter again. I shriek and howl out laughing hard. I thrash around wildly once more legs trembling tugging hard at the manacles again. I laugh loudly gasping for air once more as four pencil brushes scribble flicker and stroke rapidly all over my soles.
As before I keep on flexing my feet and wriggling my toes as much as I can trying hard to move my feet away. But the stocks hold my feet firmly in place and all I can do is laugh hard and gasp for air. They tickle my feet a long time again. I laugh loudly and desperately gasp for air face red and warm. The pencil brushes scribble and stroke over and over relentlessly. I can only take deep breaths and exhale in long loud salvos of intense laughter.
They stop briefly and I try to catch my breath panting heavily. I am exhausted face red and damp. I feel the pencil brushes scribble swiftly once over both my soles and I let out a sharp giggle flexing feet briefly. I feel it again soft brush tips sliding and flickering swiftly over my bare soles once. I let out another sharp giggle flexing feet briefly again.
They tease my soles like this for a while all the time letting the brushes scribble and flicker up and down briefly. I let out sharp giggles as I flex my feet each time the brushes slide over. Suddenly they flicker and scribble my soles constantly again letting the soft tips brush and stroke over and over again all over my bare soles. I burst out in loud laughter once more again heavily flexing my feet and wriggling my toes.
I laugh and gasp for air thrashing wildly again legs trembling. Again I am reduced to just taking deep breaths and exhaling in long loud salvos of intense laughter. They tickle me for a long time once again and I am only able to laugh loudly. Eventually they stop and I am breathing deeply trying to catch my breath. I gasp and splutter heavily face red and damp. I feel exhausted and weak as I watch the guys walk off the stage. They are replaced by two other members who position themselves at my feet.
“These guys picked out toothbrushes as their toll of choice,” the chairman says.
I feel stiff brush heads scrub and scrape swiftly over my soles brushing intensely on one spot on my arches. I giggle and splutter loudly whimpering and wailing out. It tickles heavily and again I flex my feet heavily wriggling my toes fiercely. They scrub and scrape the stiff hairs all over my soles scrubbing every inch intensely. It tickles very much and I burst out in loud laughter already.
They keep on scrubbing my soles intensely focussing on different spots brushing all over. I squeal and howl out in intense laughter wildly thrashing around on the chair. My legs tremble intensely and my whole body shakes. I try desperately to move my feet away from the brushes. They scrub and scrape the brushes over my soles for a long time and all I can do is exhale in long loud squeals of pure laughter. It is agony as the stiff hairs relentlessly scrub intensely all over.
Eventually they briefly stop and I take deep breaths gasping for air. I am feeling exhausted panting face red and damp from tears. After a few moments of panting and deep breathing I feel the brushes on my big toes. They scrub and scrape over my toes fiercely brushing very inch. I giggle and splutter loudly flexing feet as much as possible. It tickles lightly and I keep on spluttering and giggling as they keep on scrubbing my big toes.
They switch to my other toes scrubbing and scraping over all my toes now. It feels horrible and I giggle and splutter louder and louder. I flex my feet again wriggling toes fiercely. It tickles but not as heavily as before so I just keep on spluttering and giggling.
They go back and scrub and brush my soles again. I burst out laughing straight away legs trembling heavily body shaking. I howl and shriek in loud laughter as they keep on brushing and scrubbing over and over again all over my bare soles. They scrub my soles intensely scraping the stiff hairs of the brushes over every inch. I keep on laughing loudly gasping for air once more. I am again taking deep breath exhaling in long loud bursts of pure laughter. I struggle heavily on the chair legs trembling body shaking feet flexing and toes wriggling. I am tickled for a long time once more howling out in loud laughter all the time.
At last they stop and I slump on the chair exhausted gasping for air. My face feels hot and is bright red. The guys leave the stage and the last two members climb up and position themselves at my feet.
“These last two guys wanted to use feathers to tickle your feet,” the chairman says.
I swallow hard and watch with wide eyes how these guys are handed two large feathers each. I feel soft feather tips slowly slide down over my bare soles. They trail the tips from toes to heels slowly brushing over. I giggle loudly wriggling my toes fiercely flexing my feet. This tickles heavily and I giggle and splutter loudly once more when they brush the feather tips over again slowly trailing them over my bare soles.
They keep on stroking my bare soles with the feathers trailing randomly all over. The tips slide and brush slowly exploring every inch of my soles. I keep on giggling and spluttering loudly still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes fiercely. I struggle on the chair again tugging on the manacles legs trembling.
As they tease my soles for a long time it is getting harder and harder to hold on and I giggle louder and louder. They add the other feathers and start to slide and stroke over my soles slowly with these as well. Four feathers now brush and stroke over and over slowly trailing random patterns. They tease my soles like this for a while letting the feather tip constantly stroke all over my bare soles. I whimper and wail giggle and splutter loudly trying hard to hold it in.
Suddenly they flicker and stroke the feathers rapidly all over my soles. It tickles very intensely and I burst out in loud laughter once more. I howl out laughing again flexing my feet heavily and wriggling my toes fiercely. I am thrashing wildly on the chair legs trembling whole body shaking as before. They keep on tickling my feet like this for a long time. I am again laughing loudly gasping desperately for air. The feathers stroke and flicker rapidly sliding over and over my bare soles. It is unbearable and once more I can only exhale in long loud salvos of intense laughter.
When they stop I am panting hard taking deep breaths feeling exhausted. I feel the feathers slide over my toes swiftly and I let out a sharp giggle. The feathers stroke the tips of my toe once more and I giggle sharply again. They keep on teasing my toes stroking them one by one swiftly soft tips brushing over lightly. I keep on giggling and spluttering wriggling toes as much as I can. The feathers stroke and slide over and over my toes sometimes prodding and twirling between my toes now as well. I giggle and splutter louder and louder whimpering loudly.
Then they flicker and stroke the feathers rapidly over my soles again. I howl out in loud laughter once more wriggling toes heavily and flexing feet fiercely again. Again I am reduced to exhaling in long loud bursts of intense laughter. They tickle my feet a long time once more and all I can do is laugh hard. When they finally stop I am desperately trying to catch my breath. I am exhausted face red and damp. The guys get off the stage and the chairman climbs up.
“Now I am going to give my special input to this ritual,” the chairman says. “I will let everybody go again but this time his toes will be tied back preventing any flexing or wriggling.”
My eyes widen and I whimper softly as the chairman ties a string around each of my big toes. The strings are pulled back stretching my soles smooth and tight. The strings are tied firmly on top of the stocks. I try to move my toes or feet but they are rendered quite immobile. The first two guys climb on stage again and sit by my feet.
They stroke my smooth soles rapidly with their right index finger briefly. I giggle loudly trying to move my toes. But they are held tight making it tickle intensely. Slowly they run four fingers all the way down over my bare smooth soles. I whimper and giggle loudly desperately trying to move my feet or toes. They keep on stroking and sliding their fingers up and down all over my soles. It tickles heavily and I giggle and whimper louder and louder.
They flicker and stroke over my soles faster and faster running their finger tips over and over again. I finally break and burst out in loud intense laughter once more. I howl and squeal out loudly laughing hard. As I can hardly move my feet my legs tremble even heavier than before. My whole body shakes wildly and I tug hard at the manacles. Again eight fingers are now trailing random patterns swiftly all over each of my soles stroking and flickering rapidly. I let out long loud bursts of intense laughter gasping for air the whole time they tickle my feet. I am howling out laughing hard as they relentlessly go on and on.
But at last they stop and the guys leave the stage. I am breathing heavily and feel very tired. The next two guys walk on stage and sit at my feet. I feel the soft tips of pencil brushes slowly slide from my toes to my heels. Again I try desperately to flex my feet or wriggle my toes as I giggle and whimper loudly. The pencil brushes stroke over my soles again slowly dragging their tips from heels to toes. I giggle and splutter loudly once again.
They tease my soles a while slowly trailing random patterns all over my smooth soles. The soft tips stroke and slide over and over again and I keep on giggling and whimpering loudly. They add their second brush and go on teasing me two tips now stroking slowly up and down over each sole. I whimper and wail loudly biting my lip trying to hold it in. As they go on and on I giggle and whimper louder and louder.
Then they flicker and scribble the pencil brushes rapidly all over once more. The soft tips stroke and slide swiftly over and over my bare smooth soles. I burst out in intense laughter once more futilely trying to move feet or toes. I howl and shriek out in loud laughter while I again thrash around wildly on the chair. It tickles intensely as I can hardly move my feet. I laugh and gasp for air legs trembling heavily whole body shaking. They keep on tickling me for a while the pencil brushes constantly stroking and flickering rapidly all over my bare soles. Again I am taking deep unsteady breath exhaling in long loud salvos of intense laughter. They go on and on and I am laughing loudly gasping for air until they finally stop.
The guys leave the stage and I am breathing deeply gasping for air. The next two guys climb on stage holding the toothbrushes. They sit in front of my feet and start to scrub over my arches fiercely. They scrub and scrape the stiff hairs constantly on that one spot of my soles. I howl out in loud laughter immediately again trying desperately to move my toes or feet. It tickles heavily and I laugh loudly gasping for air. They scrub and brush the toothbrushes fiercely all over the centre of my soles vigorously scraping over and over. I laugh out loudly squealing out legs trembling heavily as before whole body shaking.
Slowly they move the toothbrushes over my soles constantly scrubbing and scraping rapidly. They explore every inch intensely scrubbing and brushing my smooth soles over and over again. It tickles heavily and I let out long loud bursts of pure laughter. They scrub and brush my soles for a while again and I am once more reduced to taking deep breath and exhaling in loud laughter. I am trashing around wildly legs trembling heavily as I am desperately trying to move any part of my feet.
They stop briefly and I am breathing deeply gasping for air whimpering softly. They place the brushes on my big toes again and start to scrub over their tips. I giggle and splutter loudly as they scrub over every inch of my toes vigorously. They go on and scrub and brush over each of my toe tips fiercely. I giggle and whimper loudly still trying to move my toes desperately.
When they have brushed all my toes they resume scrubbing and scraping over my smooth soles. Again they explore very inch thoroughly scrubbing intensely. Again I let out long loud bursts of pure laughter taking deep breaths. Finally they stop and I try to catch my breath panting face red and damp.
The last two guys climb on stage feather in hand. They sit in front of my feet and start with slowly sliding one feather tip over each of my soles. The tips slide slowly all the way down over my smooth soles brushing lightly. I giggle and whimper loudly still not able to move my feet or toes. They stroke my soles again letting the feather tips slide from heels to toes trailing randomly up. I let out a long loud giggle again whimpering loudly. They go on and slowly trail the feathers up and down over and over my smooth bare soles again and again. I giggle and whimper louder and louder again biting my lip to hold it in.
My legs tremble heavily again and I shake and thrash around on the chair. They add their second feather making it four soft tips that are now teasing my feet by stroking over and over my bare soles. It is agony and I wail and whimper loudly giggling uncontrollably. I splutter and whimper loudly until they start to flicker and stroke over my soles rapidly again.
I burst out in intense laughter once more legs trembling heavily. As I still can’t move my feet or toes it tickles very intensely. They keep on stroking and flickering the feathers over and over my smooth soles rapidly. Once more I am taking deep breath exhaling in long loud bursts of hysterical laughter. I howl and shriek out laughing loudly gasping for air. I thrash around wildly tugging hard at the manacles legs trembling vigorously.
They tickle my feet a long time again. I am howling out loudly letting out long loud bursts of hysterical laughter all the time as they relentlessly flicker and stroke those feathers over and over my smooth bare soles. At last they stop and I am breathing deeply gasping for air. I am exhausted slumping on the chair face red and wet from tears.
The chairman unties my toes and release my feet from the stocks. The manacles are unlocked and I step out of the chair. I put my socks and boots back on and walk off the stage. I am congratulated by the other members and receive the official clothes with club emblem. The rest of the evening is as a reception with drinks and food. I feel quite at home already and feel that it has been worth it.
The End
I walk to the front door of the large mansion feeling a bit nervous. It is the day I am initiated in a very exclusive club. Only a few select people are members and I have proved myself worthy. I have done lots of tests and completed difficult challenges. But in the end they found me suitable to join. I am excited to be a part of this the club offers a lot to me. I ring the doorbell and moments later the butler opens the door.
I am silently led through lots of corridors and through many doors. The invitation had said I had to undergo one final initiation ritual. It said it was not going to be harsh or cruel just a last ritual to make it final. I follow the butler down some stairs to the basement. I enter a small room lit by a lot of torches hanging on the wall. I see that all the members are present standing scattered around the room.
On the far wall opposite the door is a small stage. On it stands a large chair made of wood. It has a footrest attached to it which supports a set of stocks. On the armrests are heavy manacles. I look at it nervously and slowly walk in. The members step aside and the chairman steps forward.
“Welcome friend,” the chairman says. “Don’t be afraid we will not harm you.”
I see they are all formally dressed showing the emblem of the club on their chests. They are all in black jeans and blouse with dark polished shoes. I am dressed less formally just wearing my everyday clothes which are jeans, T-shirt and army boots. The chairman starts his speech and tells the other members of my accomplishments and test scores. I have done very well and receive lots of complements for my results.
“So finally he can now undergo the final ritual: The Chair,” the chairman concludes and indicates the thing on the stage.
I nod and walk over climbing on the stage. Two of the members follow me and climb on stage as well. I sit down on the chair and place my arms on the armrests wrists in the manacles. They lock my arms tight on the chair and I can hardly move them. They open the stocks and I place my ankles on the holes. They pull of my boots and socks and lock my bare feet firmly in the stocks. The footrest is raised stretching my legs in front of me and locked in place. I see the guys take position at my feet the rest watching. The chairman steps forward and looks at me.
“You should know the full name of the device,” the chairman says. “It is actually called The Tickle Chair.”
My eyes widen when I hear him say that. I feel eight fingers rapidly run over each of my bare soles and I giggle and splutter loudly. They guys slide stroke their fingers rapidly all over. I giggle and whimper loudly wriggling my toes heavily flexing my feet. They keep on stroking and brushing their fingers over and over again all over my soles. I giggle and splutter louder and louder biting my lip to hold on.
Their fingers explore every inch of my ticklish soles randomly flickering and stroking over and over. Finally I can’t take it any longer and I burst out into loud laughter. I shriek out laughing hard wriggling my toes fiercely flexing my feet. I try to move my feet away from their fingers but the stocks hold me firmly in place. I tug hard at the manacles legs trembling as I keep on laughing loudly. They tickle my feet for a while randomly trailing their fingers up and down all over my soles. All I can do is laugh loudly as I flex my feet and wriggle my toes fiercely.
They stop and I am gasping breathing deeply feeling tired. They let me pant and gasp for a while and I see the other members smiling broadly. Then I feel two fingertips slowly slide down over my soles. They trail all the way down from my toes to my heels lightly brushing over. I flex my feet and giggle loudly. They slowly drag their fingers back up trailing them all over my soles from heel to toes. Again I giggle loudly and flex my feet.
They keep on stroking their fingers slowly over my bare soles trailing them up and down all over. I giggle and whimper loudly flexing my feet and wriggling my toes. They go on and use more fingers on my soles now. The tips stroke and slide up and down all over my bare soles slowly. I giggle and whimper louder and louder still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes.
Suddenly they rapidly flicker and slide all their fingers all over my soles once more. I burst out in loud laughter once more heavily flexing my feet and wriggling my toes. I howl out loudly in intense laughter gasping for air. I thrash around wildly on the chair legs trembling heavily tugging hard at the manacles. I am exhaling in long loud bursts of pure laughter as I splutter and gasp for air.
I am tickled for quite some time again and all I can do is gasp for air and laugh loudly. I howl and shriek out all the time still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes fiercely trying everything to move away from the fingers. At last they stop and I am gasping and panting heavily feeling tired. The guys get off the stage and the chairman steps forward again.
“These guys wanted to tickle your feet with their fingers,” the chairman says. “The others have chosen other instruments.”
I look at the rest and they are all smiling. Two guys step forward and climb the stage. They position themselves in front of my feet.
“These guys have chosen pencil brushes as their tool.” The chairman says.
I feel the soft tips of pencil brushes slowly slide over my soles one over each sole. Slowly they trail down from toes to heels. It tickles intensely and I giggle loudly flexing feet and wriggling toes once more. They are brushing over again slowly sliding up this time. I giggle sharply flexing feet and wriggling toes heavily.
They keep on teasing my soles with these brushes trailing their soft tips up and down over and over my bare soles. I giggle and whimper louder and louder this tickling intensely. The brushes stroke and slide all over trailing randomly. I flex my feet and wriggle my toes as I giggle and splutter whimpering loudly. They add another brush and I feel two tips slide and stroke all over each of my soles. I whimper and wail loudly giggling and spluttering heavily. I am fiercely flexing my feet and wriggling my toes trying hard to hold on as they keep on stroking and sliding the brush tips all over slowly.
Then they really fiercely scribble and flicker the pencil brushes rapidly all over my soles. It tickles heavily and I burst out into loud laughter again. I shriek and howl out laughing hard. I thrash around wildly once more legs trembling tugging hard at the manacles again. I laugh loudly gasping for air once more as four pencil brushes scribble flicker and stroke rapidly all over my soles.
As before I keep on flexing my feet and wriggling my toes as much as I can trying hard to move my feet away. But the stocks hold my feet firmly in place and all I can do is laugh hard and gasp for air. They tickle my feet a long time again. I laugh loudly and desperately gasp for air face red and warm. The pencil brushes scribble and stroke over and over relentlessly. I can only take deep breaths and exhale in long loud salvos of intense laughter.
They stop briefly and I try to catch my breath panting heavily. I am exhausted face red and damp. I feel the pencil brushes scribble swiftly once over both my soles and I let out a sharp giggle flexing feet briefly. I feel it again soft brush tips sliding and flickering swiftly over my bare soles once. I let out another sharp giggle flexing feet briefly again.
They tease my soles like this for a while all the time letting the brushes scribble and flicker up and down briefly. I let out sharp giggles as I flex my feet each time the brushes slide over. Suddenly they flicker and scribble my soles constantly again letting the soft tips brush and stroke over and over again all over my bare soles. I burst out in loud laughter once more again heavily flexing my feet and wriggling my toes.
I laugh and gasp for air thrashing wildly again legs trembling. Again I am reduced to just taking deep breaths and exhaling in long loud salvos of intense laughter. They tickle me for a long time once again and I am only able to laugh loudly. Eventually they stop and I am breathing deeply trying to catch my breath. I gasp and splutter heavily face red and damp. I feel exhausted and weak as I watch the guys walk off the stage. They are replaced by two other members who position themselves at my feet.
“These guys picked out toothbrushes as their toll of choice,” the chairman says.
I feel stiff brush heads scrub and scrape swiftly over my soles brushing intensely on one spot on my arches. I giggle and splutter loudly whimpering and wailing out. It tickles heavily and again I flex my feet heavily wriggling my toes fiercely. They scrub and scrape the stiff hairs all over my soles scrubbing every inch intensely. It tickles very much and I burst out in loud laughter already.
They keep on scrubbing my soles intensely focussing on different spots brushing all over. I squeal and howl out in intense laughter wildly thrashing around on the chair. My legs tremble intensely and my whole body shakes. I try desperately to move my feet away from the brushes. They scrub and scrape the brushes over my soles for a long time and all I can do is exhale in long loud squeals of pure laughter. It is agony as the stiff hairs relentlessly scrub intensely all over.
Eventually they briefly stop and I take deep breaths gasping for air. I am feeling exhausted panting face red and damp from tears. After a few moments of panting and deep breathing I feel the brushes on my big toes. They scrub and scrape over my toes fiercely brushing very inch. I giggle and splutter loudly flexing feet as much as possible. It tickles lightly and I keep on spluttering and giggling as they keep on scrubbing my big toes.
They switch to my other toes scrubbing and scraping over all my toes now. It feels horrible and I giggle and splutter louder and louder. I flex my feet again wriggling toes fiercely. It tickles but not as heavily as before so I just keep on spluttering and giggling.
They go back and scrub and brush my soles again. I burst out laughing straight away legs trembling heavily body shaking. I howl and shriek in loud laughter as they keep on brushing and scrubbing over and over again all over my bare soles. They scrub my soles intensely scraping the stiff hairs of the brushes over every inch. I keep on laughing loudly gasping for air once more. I am again taking deep breath exhaling in long loud bursts of pure laughter. I struggle heavily on the chair legs trembling body shaking feet flexing and toes wriggling. I am tickled for a long time once more howling out in loud laughter all the time.
At last they stop and I slump on the chair exhausted gasping for air. My face feels hot and is bright red. The guys leave the stage and the last two members climb up and position themselves at my feet.
“These last two guys wanted to use feathers to tickle your feet,” the chairman says.
I swallow hard and watch with wide eyes how these guys are handed two large feathers each. I feel soft feather tips slowly slide down over my bare soles. They trail the tips from toes to heels slowly brushing over. I giggle loudly wriggling my toes fiercely flexing my feet. This tickles heavily and I giggle and splutter loudly once more when they brush the feather tips over again slowly trailing them over my bare soles.
They keep on stroking my bare soles with the feathers trailing randomly all over. The tips slide and brush slowly exploring every inch of my soles. I keep on giggling and spluttering loudly still flexing my feet and wriggling my toes fiercely. I struggle on the chair again tugging on the manacles legs trembling.
As they tease my soles for a long time it is getting harder and harder to hold on and I giggle louder and louder. They add the other feathers and start to slide and stroke over my soles slowly with these as well. Four feathers now brush and stroke over and over slowly trailing random patterns. They tease my soles like this for a while letting the feather tip constantly stroke all over my bare soles. I whimper and wail giggle and splutter loudly trying hard to hold it in.
Suddenly they flicker and stroke the feathers rapidly all over my soles. It tickles very intensely and I burst out in loud laughter once more. I howl out laughing again flexing my feet heavily and wriggling my toes fiercely. I am thrashing wildly on the chair legs trembling whole body shaking as before. They keep on tickling my feet like this for a long time. I am again laughing loudly gasping desperately for air. The feathers stroke and flicker rapidly sliding over and over my bare soles. It is unbearable and once more I can only exhale in long loud salvos of intense laughter.
When they stop I am panting hard taking deep breaths feeling exhausted. I feel the feathers slide over my toes swiftly and I let out a sharp giggle. The feathers stroke the tips of my toe once more and I giggle sharply again. They keep on teasing my toes stroking them one by one swiftly soft tips brushing over lightly. I keep on giggling and spluttering wriggling toes as much as I can. The feathers stroke and slide over and over my toes sometimes prodding and twirling between my toes now as well. I giggle and splutter louder and louder whimpering loudly.
Then they flicker and stroke the feathers rapidly over my soles again. I howl out in loud laughter once more wriggling toes heavily and flexing feet fiercely again. Again I am reduced to exhaling in long loud bursts of intense laughter. They tickle my feet a long time once more and all I can do is laugh hard. When they finally stop I am desperately trying to catch my breath. I am exhausted face red and damp. The guys get off the stage and the chairman climbs up.
“Now I am going to give my special input to this ritual,” the chairman says. “I will let everybody go again but this time his toes will be tied back preventing any flexing or wriggling.”
My eyes widen and I whimper softly as the chairman ties a string around each of my big toes. The strings are pulled back stretching my soles smooth and tight. The strings are tied firmly on top of the stocks. I try to move my toes or feet but they are rendered quite immobile. The first two guys climb on stage again and sit by my feet.
They stroke my smooth soles rapidly with their right index finger briefly. I giggle loudly trying to move my toes. But they are held tight making it tickle intensely. Slowly they run four fingers all the way down over my bare smooth soles. I whimper and giggle loudly desperately trying to move my feet or toes. They keep on stroking and sliding their fingers up and down all over my soles. It tickles heavily and I giggle and whimper louder and louder.
They flicker and stroke over my soles faster and faster running their finger tips over and over again. I finally break and burst out in loud intense laughter once more. I howl and squeal out loudly laughing hard. As I can hardly move my feet my legs tremble even heavier than before. My whole body shakes wildly and I tug hard at the manacles. Again eight fingers are now trailing random patterns swiftly all over each of my soles stroking and flickering rapidly. I let out long loud bursts of intense laughter gasping for air the whole time they tickle my feet. I am howling out laughing hard as they relentlessly go on and on.
But at last they stop and the guys leave the stage. I am breathing heavily and feel very tired. The next two guys walk on stage and sit at my feet. I feel the soft tips of pencil brushes slowly slide from my toes to my heels. Again I try desperately to flex my feet or wriggle my toes as I giggle and whimper loudly. The pencil brushes stroke over my soles again slowly dragging their tips from heels to toes. I giggle and splutter loudly once again.
They tease my soles a while slowly trailing random patterns all over my smooth soles. The soft tips stroke and slide over and over again and I keep on giggling and whimpering loudly. They add their second brush and go on teasing me two tips now stroking slowly up and down over each sole. I whimper and wail loudly biting my lip trying to hold it in. As they go on and on I giggle and whimper louder and louder.
Then they flicker and scribble the pencil brushes rapidly all over once more. The soft tips stroke and slide swiftly over and over my bare smooth soles. I burst out in intense laughter once more futilely trying to move feet or toes. I howl and shriek out in loud laughter while I again thrash around wildly on the chair. It tickles intensely as I can hardly move my feet. I laugh and gasp for air legs trembling heavily whole body shaking. They keep on tickling me for a while the pencil brushes constantly stroking and flickering rapidly all over my bare soles. Again I am taking deep unsteady breath exhaling in long loud salvos of intense laughter. They go on and on and I am laughing loudly gasping for air until they finally stop.
The guys leave the stage and I am breathing deeply gasping for air. The next two guys climb on stage holding the toothbrushes. They sit in front of my feet and start to scrub over my arches fiercely. They scrub and scrape the stiff hairs constantly on that one spot of my soles. I howl out in loud laughter immediately again trying desperately to move my toes or feet. It tickles heavily and I laugh loudly gasping for air. They scrub and brush the toothbrushes fiercely all over the centre of my soles vigorously scraping over and over. I laugh out loudly squealing out legs trembling heavily as before whole body shaking.
Slowly they move the toothbrushes over my soles constantly scrubbing and scraping rapidly. They explore every inch intensely scrubbing and brushing my smooth soles over and over again. It tickles heavily and I let out long loud bursts of pure laughter. They scrub and brush my soles for a while again and I am once more reduced to taking deep breath and exhaling in loud laughter. I am trashing around wildly legs trembling heavily as I am desperately trying to move any part of my feet.
They stop briefly and I am breathing deeply gasping for air whimpering softly. They place the brushes on my big toes again and start to scrub over their tips. I giggle and splutter loudly as they scrub over every inch of my toes vigorously. They go on and scrub and brush over each of my toe tips fiercely. I giggle and whimper loudly still trying to move my toes desperately.
When they have brushed all my toes they resume scrubbing and scraping over my smooth soles. Again they explore very inch thoroughly scrubbing intensely. Again I let out long loud bursts of pure laughter taking deep breaths. Finally they stop and I try to catch my breath panting face red and damp.
The last two guys climb on stage feather in hand. They sit in front of my feet and start with slowly sliding one feather tip over each of my soles. The tips slide slowly all the way down over my smooth soles brushing lightly. I giggle and whimper loudly still not able to move my feet or toes. They stroke my soles again letting the feather tips slide from heels to toes trailing randomly up. I let out a long loud giggle again whimpering loudly. They go on and slowly trail the feathers up and down over and over my smooth bare soles again and again. I giggle and whimper louder and louder again biting my lip to hold it in.
My legs tremble heavily again and I shake and thrash around on the chair. They add their second feather making it four soft tips that are now teasing my feet by stroking over and over my bare soles. It is agony and I wail and whimper loudly giggling uncontrollably. I splutter and whimper loudly until they start to flicker and stroke over my soles rapidly again.
I burst out in intense laughter once more legs trembling heavily. As I still can’t move my feet or toes it tickles very intensely. They keep on stroking and flickering the feathers over and over my smooth soles rapidly. Once more I am taking deep breath exhaling in long loud bursts of hysterical laughter. I howl and shriek out laughing loudly gasping for air. I thrash around wildly tugging hard at the manacles legs trembling vigorously.
They tickle my feet a long time again. I am howling out loudly letting out long loud bursts of hysterical laughter all the time as they relentlessly flicker and stroke those feathers over and over my smooth bare soles. At last they stop and I am breathing deeply gasping for air. I am exhausted slumping on the chair face red and wet from tears.
The chairman unties my toes and release my feet from the stocks. The manacles are unlocked and I step out of the chair. I put my socks and boots back on and walk off the stage. I am congratulated by the other members and receive the official clothes with club emblem. The rest of the evening is as a reception with drinks and food. I feel quite at home already and feel that it has been worth it.
The End
