Going To Get Tickled
(Posted on Thursday, March 15, 2001)
This story was submitted anonymously by Casey C.

To read Part 1 of this story called, "Called For Help and Got Tickled," click here.

To read Part 2 of this story called, "Paybacks Can Be Fun," click here.

I had slept well the previous night and couldn't wait to have some more fun. The ringing phone woke me up. It was Antinette. "Good morning. I couldn't wait any longer to call you. I have a great idea. How would you like to come over to my house for lunch, if you know what I mean. That would give me a little more time to do some stuff to you."

"I don't see why not as long as Bill is at work and your mom has your kid," I told her.

"Great. I left a key on the window ledge around back and a present for you on the couch downstairs. I'll be at home between 11 and noon, so be ready when I get there."

I got out of bed and took a shower. Then I gathered up the things that I'd need to bring over. I put a new pair of nylons on for the ride over and put sweats on over them. I arrived at Antinette's house about 10:00 o'clock in the morning and parked down the street a few houses away. I walked up, got the key and let myself inside. I yelled to make sure that nobody else was there. Then I went downstairs to get ready.

I got downstairs and found my surprise. It was a big red ballgag, a blindfold, and a set of headphones hooked to the CD player. I guess she didn't want me telling her what to do. I never wore a ballgag before, so I was kind of excited. She also left me a note that read, "I left two chairs that you can kneel on. Tie your legs to them, and pull your hands up and over your head. Don't forget to put on your high heels and nylons. I can't wait to see how you look. I can't wait to tickle you, Antinette."

I started to get ready. I put on my high heels and attached the ropes to the ceiling. I tied one of my ankles to the far side of the chair and my knee to the other end. Then I did the same with the other leg. Next I raised the ballgag to my lips, put it in, and found that  it filled my mouth very well. I buckled it right away before I could change my mind about it. It was 10:30 a.m. as I put the blindfold on to cover my eyes. Next came the headphones. I would not be able to hear anything when she got home. Next I clicked the cuffs to the pulleys and pulled them to raise my hands up and away from my sides. Now all I had to do was towait.

As I kneeled there all tied up, I noticed that the CD had no breaks in between songs. I couldn't hear anything at all. I was starting to get hard at the thought of being tickled by Antinette again, and with the ballgag in my mouth, I was a little tense about not being able to tell her to stop. "What have I done?" I thought to myself.

I didn't have to wait much longer to find out. I jumped as I felt a hand grab my rock hard dick. She stroked it while her finger dragged up and down my chest. I tried to talk, but all that came out were muffled grunts. The way I had tied myself to the chairs, my knees were about 3 feet apart from each other. All of a sudden, her hands were gone and I felt her making the ropes that held my hands tighter. I shook my head, "no," but that didn't matter. Now my arms couldn't move even an inch. She dragged her fingers down my arm from my wrist over to my armpit and stopped there to tickle me there. It tickled so badly without me being able to move at all, that my dick was as hard as a rock.

It was harder to breath with such a big ballgag, but I started to like not being able to stop her. Her hands moved down to my legs and then down to my feet. She got her fingers into my shoes and tickled. I just wiggled my feet, hoping that she would give me a break, but she didn't. She tickled them for what seemed like 10 minutes straight. Now I was ready for some relief for my cock, but I had no way of letting her know.

I felt her hand on my face and she pulled back one of the headphones. "I hope you're enjoying yourself because it's only going to get better. I see that he is having fun, so that means you are too."

After she said that, she put the headphones back on and started to lick and suck on my dick. I was so close to cumming that it was driving me mad. She slowed down and just kept tickling the head of my dick while using her other hand on my balls. I was thinking, "Please just finish me off! I want to cum!"

Then I suddenly felt someone touching my legs. "Oh my God! Who else is here?" I thought to myself. "I Can't believe that Antinette would bring someone else over!" I tried to get away, but it was no use. Someone was still working on my dick while someone else was tickling my legs! Then I felt a set of fingers working my ankle straps loose on my high heels, first the left one and then the right one. They took off my left shoe only and dragged their nails up and down my foot. I couldn't stand it! It tickled so much!

With the sucking and the tickling going on by two people at the same time, I wasn't going to last much longer. That's when they pulled off my right shoe. Now both feet were being tickled up and down with those nails! I was moaning like crazy! That's when one of them took my dick all the way down. She was going nuts. I was going to cum at any second. Suddenly they just stopped sucking, but someone kept tickling my feet!

I couldn't take much more. Then my chest started to get tickled also. I was thrashing around, trying to get them to stop, but it was no use. They had a plan of their own. Their hands were driving me mad! Then once again, my dick was being serviced. It only took a couple of seconds until I shot my load. I could feel that every drop was swallowed as the whole time my feet were being tickled. I couldn't wait for it all to stop and to be let down. My feet were finally given a break and the headphones were pulled off.

"I bet you never would have guessed that would have happened to you." I could hear Antinette tell me.

I asked her who was here with her and that's when she told me the story. "Do you remember at your house? When I was on the way over, I forgot that my sister was going to meet me for a drink after work. But I got your call and because it sounded so urgent, I forgot all about her. She saw me leave the parking lot, so she followed me on the way over. After I let myself into your house, she came up to the window to see what was going on. She saw everything that went on and told me that if she couldn't help tickle you,  she was going to tell my husband. Bill. He'd never understand, so that's why I had you come over to my house. I hope you're not too mad?"

I told her that I would get over it if I could have her sister Kathy and her tied up together.

"I don't care," Antinette said. Then turning to her sister, she asked, "What do you think Kathy?"

"I guess that would be okay," she answered back. "Just don't tickle me too much."

I agreed. They finished untying me and I had them sit down so that I could get to work tying them up.