Well, I was able to orchastrate a plan of action with Sean and we have emerged victorious! His sister Megan got gotten by the two of us, and, to my surprise, she did it WILLINGLY!!!!! Here's the story.
Sean and I were just hangin' out again as usual (There's nuthin' else to do around there, anyway) when GUESS WHO came walking down the stairs. She didn't know I was there, and hugged me when she saw me. Sean gave me a look, and I said to her "come on downstairs with us, we want to show you something". She went down into the basement with us and gasped at what she saw. A long table, padded leather, and small built in thingies to hod her ankles and wrists. We built in in about two days, and it was a masterpiece!!! It was a black table, and the cuffs for her feet were at the end of the table, so her feet would hang off of the end. After she recovered from the sight of it, she got this devilish grin and said, "Is that for little ol' me?" Sean and I looked at each other as she hopped up on it AND LOCKED HER OWN FEET INTO IT!!!! she said, "tie me up masters, and do with me as you wish!" Needless to say, she was soon locked into a spreadeagle position and her shoes were takes off immediately. she had on those really thin designer socks, and we took full advantage of it. she also had on a tshirt, and as I tickled her feet (with both hands), sean got her sides and underarms. Her screaming laughter was delicious (and loud). She was tickled for about an hour and a half before she PASSED OUT and we released her and I carried her up to her bed. The table is locked in Sean's garage....for futher use. After she woke up, and when sean wasn't in the room, she told me that after a while, she wished sean weren't there so it would have been just me an' her.....then she winked at me. I'm gonna see if I can get that story up there too.
Sean and I were just hangin' out again as usual (There's nuthin' else to do around there, anyway) when GUESS WHO came walking down the stairs. She didn't know I was there, and hugged me when she saw me. Sean gave me a look, and I said to her "come on downstairs with us, we want to show you something". She went down into the basement with us and gasped at what she saw. A long table, padded leather, and small built in thingies to hod her ankles and wrists. We built in in about two days, and it was a masterpiece!!! It was a black table, and the cuffs for her feet were at the end of the table, so her feet would hang off of the end. After she recovered from the sight of it, she got this devilish grin and said, "Is that for little ol' me?" Sean and I looked at each other as she hopped up on it AND LOCKED HER OWN FEET INTO IT!!!! she said, "tie me up masters, and do with me as you wish!" Needless to say, she was soon locked into a spreadeagle position and her shoes were takes off immediately. she had on those really thin designer socks, and we took full advantage of it. she also had on a tshirt, and as I tickled her feet (with both hands), sean got her sides and underarms. Her screaming laughter was delicious (and loud). She was tickled for about an hour and a half before she PASSED OUT and we released her and I carried her up to her bed. The table is locked in Sean's garage....for futher use. After she woke up, and when sean wasn't in the room, she told me that after a while, she wished sean weren't there so it would have been just me an' her.....then she winked at me. I'm gonna see if I can get that story up there too.