Barbara marched me over to the other side of the barn. She had tied my hands behind me after knocking me to the ground. The truth was that I loved strong woman and being tickled so I barely fought back. I looked over and Mary was drawing circles on the soles of Bob's feet. He was laughing and pleading with Mary to stop. Apparently, his wife Barbara had tickled him for about an hour until we discovered them. Mary and Barbara had planned this whole weekend.They had become friends and Bob and I did not know. Bob and I would be tickled for a lot of it. . Barbara was the dominant one in that relationship. I looked over and saw my wife Mary just devastating an ex Navy boat commander by slowly tickling his feet. She took a damp wash cloth and gently scrubbed his soles and toes while laughing at him. . Bob was laughing uncontrollably and Mary told him to quiet down or she would gag him. She had become quite the dominant tickler. Bob pleaded to be spanked instead and Mary laughed and told him later she would apply the strap to him if he wanted. I was incredibly turned on by the fact that in 5 minutes Mary could reduce Bob to such a quivering mess. But soon I would be there myself.
I decided I would make Barbara mad and tried to run. With my hands tied behind me and hard from an erection it was a dumb idea. I got to the middle of the barn where Mary and Barbara converged on me and tackled me to the ground. I was on my back. Mary pinned my shoulders and tickled my pits and Barbara removed my flip flops and slowly dragged her nails across my feet. I realized then she was no stranger to tickling. After 10 minutes and reducing me to a wreck they lifted me up and ushered me to my stocks. My hands had become free and that would be the last time for awhile. "Give it to him good", Mary laughed. "I want to hear screaming and begging. Let me get back to Bob now. He has the most ticklish feet. Your husband is fun to torture".
I could not fight anymore as I was tired. I also wanted to see how good Barbara was at tickling. I had an idea she was an "A" tickler and I was right. I also was very attracted to her though She was far from gorgeous. She had a certain style and carried herself with confidence. She also knew how to dominate men. Barbara smiled as she closed me into the contraption. "I designed these myself", she laughed. I am going to make you cry. I will drive you insane and you know you will love it. Mary yelled across, 'Barbara, I bet you 20 bucks I will have your husband begging and screaming louder than you can make mine." "Your on, Mary. lets go". I heard Bob laughing as Mary began blowing rasberries on his stomach. But I turned to face my tickle torturer. . She had her hands on her hips and smiled.
'When I tickle men I have always found that their worst spots were their feet and toes and their cocks. It really depends on the individual. The scouting report on you is that you are ridiculously ticklish everywhere but your feet and cock are the worst.' Tell me the truth or I will probe you till you scream". Ok, I admit it. Those are the worst spots", I explained. You get no more out of me. Name, rank and serial number only.". I looked over and Mary was tickling Bob's pits. She was a pretty good in that area. I had once seen her and her mother Stella tickle her sister in law Andrea into submission that way. But Barbara began just by running her soft hands along my sides and ribs. I had been tickled by a lot of woman but I was struck how soft Barbara's hands were. It was not unpleasant and then she applied a little more pressure. That got me going. I began laughing and stupidly tried to struggle. 'I'll get you, Barbara" I yelled. Barbara laughed and told me even if she let me out of here she was not in the least ticklish. She told me to stop struggling as I would need my strength. I heard Bob laughing in the background but I had problems of my own.
Barbara continued the tickling of my sides and ribs. She then began blowing rasberries on my stomach. "Poor little baby, all tied up and tickled. No where to go. Barbara is going to tickle you till you pee". I was already dying. Barbara, spank me instead, I admit defeat". I wanted to put in her head that I would like her to do that. 'She smiled down and said. That will be later in the evening. There is way more tickling to be done.. You submissives are all the same. I have a special paddle that I use on Bob. Its padded so it does not mark much .He usually comes very quickly. Now its less talk and more tickling".
Barbara switched back and tickled my ribs. She took her time and again gently increased the pressure. Again, she had me squirming. I could hear Bob laughing again in the background. Barbara smiled and straddled me. She then took fiendish delight in slowly tickling my underarms. Again, she started with slight pressure and increased it. I pleaded for release. "I intend to win my bet with Mary", she laughed. "Barbara no, I can't take anymore, give me a break" I shouted. She smiled down and then gave me 20 minutes straight of underarm tickling. I was nearly out of breath. I heard Bob laughing slowly in the background. Barbara said, I can't be a total sadist. I will let you regain your composure. But the worst is yet to come. I know when I touch your feet you will cry. And then what happens when I touch your balls and cock. If you come when I tickle your cock I will inflict a special punishment. You better toughen up".
After a three minute break Barbara moved down to my feet. The flip flops had been removed and my feet were perspiring. She produced a washcloth from somewhere and cleaned both feet. It was rough to take. I bit my lip to try and not feel the sensations.It really did not help. Barbara cleaned the area to her satisfaction. Over on the other side Mary had produced two white feathers and was beginning the assault on Bob's privates. This whole situation was incredible. Barbara looked down and said. 'I give you 5 minutes and you will beg me to do anything to you'. She began by just touching my feet. She then slowly dragged her fingers up and down my right sole. Women had tickled me before but her hands were just so incredibly soft. She drew circles around the balls of my feet and the torture was in full swing. Then, she changed her tact and just moved her fingers straight up and down. I screamed bloody murder. After 10 minutes, I was just about in tears. She was an incredibly ruthless tickler. A short break was given but then she began rubbing baby lotion into my soles. She looked down sadistically. A small hair brush was produced and she gently scrubbed the lotion in. Thankfully, this lasted only a few minutes. I thought this woman was about the best tickler ever. She smiled and told me that the good part was coming. She put her finger to her lips and said "quiet".
She moved over quietly to other side of the barn where Mary was tickling Bob. She knocked Mary onto her stomach and began tickling her sides and ribs. Mary, caught by surprise, was in hysterics. I wondered how this was going to end.
part 3 to come.
I decided I would make Barbara mad and tried to run. With my hands tied behind me and hard from an erection it was a dumb idea. I got to the middle of the barn where Mary and Barbara converged on me and tackled me to the ground. I was on my back. Mary pinned my shoulders and tickled my pits and Barbara removed my flip flops and slowly dragged her nails across my feet. I realized then she was no stranger to tickling. After 10 minutes and reducing me to a wreck they lifted me up and ushered me to my stocks. My hands had become free and that would be the last time for awhile. "Give it to him good", Mary laughed. "I want to hear screaming and begging. Let me get back to Bob now. He has the most ticklish feet. Your husband is fun to torture".
I could not fight anymore as I was tired. I also wanted to see how good Barbara was at tickling. I had an idea she was an "A" tickler and I was right. I also was very attracted to her though She was far from gorgeous. She had a certain style and carried herself with confidence. She also knew how to dominate men. Barbara smiled as she closed me into the contraption. "I designed these myself", she laughed. I am going to make you cry. I will drive you insane and you know you will love it. Mary yelled across, 'Barbara, I bet you 20 bucks I will have your husband begging and screaming louder than you can make mine." "Your on, Mary. lets go". I heard Bob laughing as Mary began blowing rasberries on his stomach. But I turned to face my tickle torturer. . She had her hands on her hips and smiled.
'When I tickle men I have always found that their worst spots were their feet and toes and their cocks. It really depends on the individual. The scouting report on you is that you are ridiculously ticklish everywhere but your feet and cock are the worst.' Tell me the truth or I will probe you till you scream". Ok, I admit it. Those are the worst spots", I explained. You get no more out of me. Name, rank and serial number only.". I looked over and Mary was tickling Bob's pits. She was a pretty good in that area. I had once seen her and her mother Stella tickle her sister in law Andrea into submission that way. But Barbara began just by running her soft hands along my sides and ribs. I had been tickled by a lot of woman but I was struck how soft Barbara's hands were. It was not unpleasant and then she applied a little more pressure. That got me going. I began laughing and stupidly tried to struggle. 'I'll get you, Barbara" I yelled. Barbara laughed and told me even if she let me out of here she was not in the least ticklish. She told me to stop struggling as I would need my strength. I heard Bob laughing in the background but I had problems of my own.
Barbara continued the tickling of my sides and ribs. She then began blowing rasberries on my stomach. "Poor little baby, all tied up and tickled. No where to go. Barbara is going to tickle you till you pee". I was already dying. Barbara, spank me instead, I admit defeat". I wanted to put in her head that I would like her to do that. 'She smiled down and said. That will be later in the evening. There is way more tickling to be done.. You submissives are all the same. I have a special paddle that I use on Bob. Its padded so it does not mark much .He usually comes very quickly. Now its less talk and more tickling".
Barbara switched back and tickled my ribs. She took her time and again gently increased the pressure. Again, she had me squirming. I could hear Bob laughing again in the background. Barbara smiled and straddled me. She then took fiendish delight in slowly tickling my underarms. Again, she started with slight pressure and increased it. I pleaded for release. "I intend to win my bet with Mary", she laughed. "Barbara no, I can't take anymore, give me a break" I shouted. She smiled down and then gave me 20 minutes straight of underarm tickling. I was nearly out of breath. I heard Bob laughing slowly in the background. Barbara said, I can't be a total sadist. I will let you regain your composure. But the worst is yet to come. I know when I touch your feet you will cry. And then what happens when I touch your balls and cock. If you come when I tickle your cock I will inflict a special punishment. You better toughen up".
After a three minute break Barbara moved down to my feet. The flip flops had been removed and my feet were perspiring. She produced a washcloth from somewhere and cleaned both feet. It was rough to take. I bit my lip to try and not feel the sensations.It really did not help. Barbara cleaned the area to her satisfaction. Over on the other side Mary had produced two white feathers and was beginning the assault on Bob's privates. This whole situation was incredible. Barbara looked down and said. 'I give you 5 minutes and you will beg me to do anything to you'. She began by just touching my feet. She then slowly dragged her fingers up and down my right sole. Women had tickled me before but her hands were just so incredibly soft. She drew circles around the balls of my feet and the torture was in full swing. Then, she changed her tact and just moved her fingers straight up and down. I screamed bloody murder. After 10 minutes, I was just about in tears. She was an incredibly ruthless tickler. A short break was given but then she began rubbing baby lotion into my soles. She looked down sadistically. A small hair brush was produced and she gently scrubbed the lotion in. Thankfully, this lasted only a few minutes. I thought this woman was about the best tickler ever. She smiled and told me that the good part was coming. She put her finger to her lips and said "quiet".
She moved over quietly to other side of the barn where Mary was tickling Bob. She knocked Mary onto her stomach and began tickling her sides and ribs. Mary, caught by surprise, was in hysterics. I wondered how this was going to end.
part 3 to come.
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