It was one day in the middle of summer when my cousin Stephanie came over. She was a brat sometimes and cool other times, but I decided to talk to her anyway no matter what. She was 19 years old, only a year older than me, and I guess because she was so pretty, she thought she could do whatever she wanted. She always got her way.

I laid down by her feet and looked them over. She had perfectly beautiful feet with cute blue toenails. We were talking while she played a video game. She lost horribly. I laughed at her, looked back at her to tease her some more and she kicked me in the lip! It really hurt so I wrapped my arm around her feet to gain control and thought for a moment. I was both pissed off and I wanted some kind of revenge. Plus my libido had kicked in and her gorgeous bare feet got the best of me.

In the middle of my thoughts, she suddenly demanded, "Get off my legs now!"

I said, "Ok." Then I went and grabbed some long ropes that my dad had. A plan quickly formulated in my mind. I closed the door and locked it so that it would be more difficult for her to get out if I needed her trapped. Besides, my parents were still home and I didn't want them bursting in to see me acting out my revenge. I laid by her feet again and waited. She lost another vidoe game, so I laughed. I figured she'd try to kick me again.

She turned around and asked quite sternly, "Didn't you learn your lesson last time?"

I said, "No, I didn't."

She kicked me again, but this time I grabbed her foot and tied 1 rope around it very quickly. I grabbed her other foot and threw the rope around it, too and then tied it before she could really do anything. With her eyes wide open, she exclaimed, "What are you doing? Stop that!"

She attempted to untie herself, so I grabbed her hands and tied them together very quickly. I took my 2nd longest rope and tied it to the rope around her hands really tight. Then I tied that to a screw in my roof where a wooden airplane used to hang. To really make sure she was secure, I gagged her mouth with a rubber ball and put a layer or 2 of tape around it and left.

Luck was with me as my parents soon called out that they were going on some errands and would be a while. My bound cousin and I would be alone. I took the gag off since no one would be home. I wanted to hear her laugh, so I grabbed a feather, took her sandals off, and tickled her mercilessly. She yelled, kicked and screamed, but couldn't move.

I kept tickling and told her, "Don't kick me again!"

"Okay!" She agreed with a desperate cry. But I didn't think of that as being enough. I kept tickling her. She laughed so hard that she cried. I got a pen and on both of her feet I wrote, "Don't kick me!" Then I scribbled on them and picked up the feather and went at it some more. I knew she was ticklish. I knew that she was the most ticklish person that I knew of at the time! So I just kept tickling her for the longest time.

Two hours later my parents finally came home. I quickly untied her as she gasped for breath. I threatened that if she told anyone, anyone at all, this would definitely happen again. I could hardly believe her reaction. As much as she had struggled and tried to get free, a mischievous grin lit up her face. I could see a wet spot on her jeans. Somehow I knew this wouldn't be the last time that I would get revenge on my cousin.