Tickle Fun, Part 2
(Published on Wednesday, February 6, 2003)
This story was submitted by Tower982002@yahoo.com.

To read the 1st part of this story, click Tickle Fun, Part 1.

My cousin is my second cousin once removed. We think that means we are free to see each other naked and we are not breaking any rules.  Anyway, Amber called me a couple of days after our night of excitement, and a new found thrill of bondage and tickling, to tell me she truly enjoyed herself ( See Tickle Fun, Part 1).

Amber has a bit of a control problem. She always needed to be setting goals and having a plan. I think by being tied up like she was, not being able to dictate the game plan, she was free from herself and could just let go. I couldn’t get her to admit that on the phone, but I know it’s true. The one point she wanted to make was she wanted very badly to be able to tickle torment someone like we did to her. To have so much power over someone like that got her sexually exited.  She'd say, "Just think, I could make someone say or do anything I wanted. It’s so cool."

I told her Joy and I liked to play in the art of bondage, normally to get us turned on for some really good fun. Joy had so much fun, it’s all she talked about all day, every day. Amber kept asking to come over. I was a little hesitant, but finally caved in. I told her she could join us for our girl’s night on Saturday. It was suppose to be nearly 90 degrees out, so I told her to bring a bathing suit and we could hit the pool. Amber worked at a place called Tops as a front-end manager or something, and told me she would be over around five p.m.

Stacey meanwhile called me to get Amber's number. What was that about? I’m afraid to this day I still don’t know if they had more then that one encounter. She wanted to know if I thought it would be fun to do our toenails on Saturday. I asked if that was because my cousin would be there. Joy thinks that Amber licked toes. Stacey told us she sucked her toes for a whole hour. I have to admit that’s not my thing, but I was curious to see how it would feel to have my toes kissed and sucked. I guess I was a little jealous and hurt that Amber didn’t notice my feet. Maybe it’s because my feet are bigger and a little wider. After all, Stacey was tall and skinny, and even her size seven feet had no meat in them. Her toes were long and skinny, too. "That bitch thinks I’m fat!" I thought to myself.

I told Amber that we would just hang out with no expectations. She was begging me for the past 3 days to tie Stacey up so she could show her who the boss is. I told her I didn’t think something like that would happen again. To be honest, I really wanted to hear my cousin scream again, to see her spread out and helpless, begging me to stop, in that frantic-like state. It gave me a rush. Stacey was my friend, after all.

I asked Joy to help me set up some restraints downstairs. She was getting so into it! Can you believe she was up all night looking at bondage and tickling sites on the web? Joy wanted to restrict as much movement as she could. I told her I could care less, and to do it any way she wanted. Joy never tried to figure out all these ways to tie me up. I noticed I was paying more attention to my feet now. There was no way there was anything wrong with my body. "The nerve of her thinking my feet were fat and not as nice as Stacey’s!" I thought again.

Saturday came and we were all out in the pool waiting for Amber. Joy and I told Stacey how badly Amber wanted to tickle her. She thinks we are going to help hold you down while she tickles you into an orgasm. "Joy and I have a surprise for her," I told her.

Now Stacey was a little nervous and angry. "Why does she want to get me?" She asked. "I’m going to kick her ass!"

"Calm down," I told her. "Amber just wants to feel important, and she is experimenting a little. I’m going to let her think we are going to get you. I will tell her I need her help testing the restraints to see if they will work, and we can teach her another lesson. After all, we all have all night."

We waited until 6:00 p.m. and decided to go in and get something to snack on. We were watching MTV for a little bit when Amber finally showed up. There were a couple of calls that she had to return, I guess. None of us wanted to go back in the water. Amber changed and sat on the sofa next to Stacey. Stacey wasted no time. She moved her feet into Amber's lap and asked, "Do you like my new polish?"

Amber began to blush, but Stacey just said, "I could really use a rub."

Amber slowly started massaging her feet. Her eyes were glued to her feet. She was either mesmerized or too embarrassed to make eye contact with us. We all took turns asking Amber questions about work, wanting to keep Amber in the spotlight. Joy got up, sat next to Amber, and placed her feet into her lap as well. "Give me a foot massage, too," she said.

All of the attention was on Amber. Stacey was playing with Amber’s hair, when she moved her toes up to Amber's mouth and asked, "Do they look nice?"

Amber let out a forced nervous laugh. It was getting sticky without the air on, so we hit the pool again.
We talked about TV shows and work during the next hour. Stacey was sitting on the deck. She didn’t want to get wet again, but the three of us swam some laps and laid on the water rafts or whatever they are called. I was getting a little upset with all of the attention my friends were giving Amber. I know that’s childish, but I was normally the center of attention. Joy was pointing to Amber, telling me to get her inside and tied up. I asked Amber if she would mind helping me get dinner started. The plan was after I got her tied up, I would turn on the outside light. I would act like I couldn’t untie her and I would have to get some help.

As Amber and I were drying off, we talked about her feelings. She confided in me that she had been thinking about Stacey in her dreams and she was confused. I told her all women go through this, and that a lot of us have had an encounter with another woman, and that it didn't mean you were gay.

After we were dried off a bit, we went inside. I told her how we were going to grant her the wish of getting Stacey. Amber was telling me we should have our own club. "Amber," I said, "we need your help. You are more like Stacey than Joy or me, so we need you to test the ropes so that we know they will hold."

After much debate and promises from me, she agreed to let me tie one hand and one foot. "I would let you try both hands, but I would never be able to survive another event like the last time," she explained to me. "It took me two hours to regain my composure, you know?"

I asked, "Was that before or after Stacey left your room?"

We made our way downstairs and I showed Amber all of Joy's different devices. She asked me what to do and I started by moving her on her back as I extended her left arm as far as I could get it to the rope and wrist holder that was connected to one of the polls. I asked her if she was comfortable? "So far, so good. Try one of my feet now."  She went on and on about how fun this was going to be. "If we tie her arms just like this, we can get at her armpits no problem."

I let her tell me more about how she was going to get Stacey giggling. "I am going to get her going so good. When I get her to beg us to stop, I will let her think we are done, and then I will keep going. I'll just tell her, stop me bitch, stop me. Ha ha ha."

I finally asked her if she was done. She told ME to hurry up. I took her right foot and tied it to the rope with the ankle restraint and made sure I stretched it like Joy had shown me. Amber told me it was good and said, "It’s not like she will kick off the ropes anyway." Then she asked, "Wouldn’t it be better if she could kick a little? She would think she could get away."

I moved the rope tighter and got it tied really good to the stairs. Amber asked again, "Don’t you think you should loosen the rope? My leg feels like it’s being pulled."

I told her we could experiment a little. "I’ll tie your other foot loose and you can tell me which way you think is better."

"No!" She yelled out! "Just loosen the other leg."

Again I promised nothing would happen. "You can move the other hand."

"But I can’t reach the end of the rope to get myself free." Then she became still. I think she figured out that she was at my will. "Okay," she said. "Try whatever you want. It’s not like I’m the one who is going to be tied up right?"

I got the other foot tied down. I really did well at this. I stood back and admired my work. Amber’s legs were spread out really nicely. There was no way she could move them. "Try to move your legs," I said to her.

Still not sure of my plans, she said, "This is going to work great! I have no movement at all down there. Amber, we might as well try the other arm as well. It looks to me like it won’t reach the rope.  You don’t want the victim to get away, do you? " Amber added, "Hurry up. My swimsuit is getting cold fast."

I asked her to reach as far as she could. "Come on, a little farther." When I got it where I wanted it, I made sure it was not going to come free. I laid down on my side so that I was facing her and said, "Try really hard this time to free yourself."

After a couple of attempts, she was winded. What a sap. I egged her on. "Come on. You didn’t even try." I slowly started running my finger over her exposed tummy.

"Very funny," she said. "Let me go now so we can get them."

I smiled at her and just kept my finger moving all over her cute tummy. After a couple minutes of her trying to talk her way out of the predicament that she was in, she was visibly getting turned on. I told her, "This is what you wanted. You like it. I know it’s true."

With her little moans and groans, I started moving my fingers up and down her stomach like a rake. It was wild. Her breathing was short and exited. I asked her why she liked Stacey’s toes so much, but she had her eyes closed and didn't answer. "No answers from you, okay."

I moved my hands to her breasts. Her nipples were at attention, as I took both hands and started pinching them. She loved it. Again she tried moving her waist as best she could to meet a penis, which would not be there. Amber was begging me to eat her. I stopped and sat up. She looked me in the eye and said, "I’m sorry. It’s burning me. Please help me out. Do something!"

I sat on her stomach and moved my feet up to her face. "I will help you if you tell me why my feet are not pretty," and, "What is it about toes that you like so much?" I put my toes all over her forehead, saying, "What’s wrong with them? Amber you like this! HA HA HA!"

I started laughing so hard, I thought I would piss my pants. With her body beginning to shake with sexual energy, I decided to test how much power I held with my toes. "Kiss each toe as I put them in front of you."

She kissed my little toe, then the next, and then she jolted her head forward and took all my toes into her mouth. At first I just watched her. She looked funny. She was trying to French kiss my toes. I took my other foot and slapped her in the head. I told her, "Say you're sorry. Kiss my big toe and say you are sorry, Master Maria."

"I am sorrt, Master Maria," she replied.

"Say it again!"  I commanded her. Then I decided that she needed to be naked after all this. I ripped off her swimsuit and gave a couple of playful licks to her clit. When I saw her really beginning to enjoy it, I stopped. This took a good hour and I could hear my friends getting loud upstairs. "Sorry, Amber, but I have to go now."

"Finish me, please." She pleaded.

I got up and stood over her. I looked into her eyes and told her in a tone, as if I was talking to a child, "This is fun, but there are other people who want to play." Again I moved my foot over her face. I moved all of my toes into her mouth, and she sucked and sucked like she was milking my feet. Now I know why Stacey liked it so much. It felt good having your toes in a warm mouth. The pulling feeling was getting me turned on. I told her I would be right back and ran upstairs before she could say a word.

My friends were in the kitchen drinking a Labat's Blue and getting themselves ready. One of them asked, "What took so long?"

Joy said, "Lets leave her down there awhile!"

Then it me. I had never put her clothes back on.

Stacey grabbed a couple of beers and said, "Let’s do it."

I wanted to stop her from going down, so I could get my cousin dressed, but Joy grabbed me from behind and gave me a playful bear hug. Then I heard Stacey scream out, "MY GOD! SHE'S NAKED!"

Joy asked, "What did you do to her!" Joy ran faster then she ever has I’m sure.

When I got downstairs, Stacey was on all fours over her captive, teasing her. "Bark like the dog you are! Bark, bitch, bark loudly!" Stacey pulled a feather out and started tickling her under the chin.

I told Stacey we would each get 15 minutes with her, and then we would all get her at once. Amanda was just laying there completely exposed to all of us. It was fun watching Amanda squirm every time she was touched.

Stacey said, "Whoever gets her to pee first gets an extra 30 minutes with her."  Stacey took both of her hands and started getting her ribs. Amanda started snorting at this point, and I was getting very wet just listening to her let out these little cries for help. Stacey kept yelling, "Who’s going to help you bitch?" Stacey was moving from her ribs to her armpits and stomach so fast, poor Amanda didn’t know where it was coming from.

Joy yelled out, "You only have five minutes left."

Amanda was laughing hard, but she was going strong, I’d give her that. Stacey was sweating just as hard as Amanda! Stacey stopped laughing. She looked like she was in a race against time to get this poor girl to pee. I didn’t even feel badly for my cousin. I just wanted my turn. I finally yelled out, "STOP! Your time is up."

Stacey just collapsed on poor Amanda. She fell back, so her back was between Amanda’s open legs and her heels were resting on Amanda’s face. It took her a couple of minutes to calm herself down.  Amanda was catching her breath now as well. "Please I’ll do anything," Amanda pleaded. "Just stop."

"Joy told me I could go next," I proclaimed, so I pushed Stacey off and sat down between her legs. I started to slowly tickle her inner thigh. My poor cousin new she couldn’t keep from peeing now. I slowly used all ten of my nails to get her crying.

As I picked up the pace, the girls started chanting, "Pee! Pee! Pee!"

I knew she was fighting me now. Her toes didn’t know if they wanted to be curled up or down. She was trying so hard to pull her legs together, or at least up towards her chest. I jumped forward and gave her stomach an all out assault. Amanda could not hold back her tears. She started pissing and I never thought she would stop. I never stopped tickling her though. Her whole body was shaking like a tree in a hurricane, and I just kept on going.

Joy yelled, "Time's up!"

I moved up, put my face right in Amanda’s, and said, "Say thank you, Master Maria!"

My cousin was so pathetic. She said, "I’m sorry, Master," as she was sobbing.

I said to the girls, "Watch this," as I put my toes in her mouth. Then to Amanda I commanded, "Say I’m sorry, Master Maria, and I’ll let you suck my toes for a minute."

Joy said, "This is fucked up! You're making her suck your toes!"

"No, she likes it," I explained. "It’s like a reward."

Amanda said in a weak voice, "I’m sorry, Master Maria."

"Good girl," I told her, "but you can’t have my toes. My time is up."

There was pee all over the floor, so Joy wanted to move the exhausted captive to one of her other locations. On the other side of the room she had some ceiling restraints. We moved a table over and got ready to move her. Stacey was nurturing her and saying, "It’s almost over. It’s okay, don’t cry slut."

Joy picked her up by the legs and I got her by the arms. We tossed her on the table. Joy was very excited. She wanted to try some different positions. Amanda didn’t even put up a fight. Joy took her wrists and tied them to a post that was used for her boxing bag, and took some rope and tied her feet.  I picked her feet up and we moved the table. She was just hanging from the ceiling. This was definitely something new.

Joy said, "Start the clock," and started with her ribs again.

I decided to hold Amanda from behind so that she would have some support. I took her by the waist and dug my fingers into her side to help Joy out. Joy was working her pits and ribs really good, and every time I squeezed her sides, she jumped.

Stacey yelled out, "Three more minutes."

Joy started moving with a vengeance. Amanda was trying to stand on her toes, so I picked her feet up and pulled her a little so that her knees were bent. I told her, "No support. Take it like a warrior."

Joy was making circle figures really fast on her stomach, saying, "Babies got a pee. Cry for me bitch. Baby doesn’t know if she wants to cry or pee."

Stacey chimed in with, "Or beg for help." Just as Stacey called for time she started peeing again.

I let her feet fall and one of the girls said, "She peed twice. Look at her."

Somebody else said, "You're a loser. We're never going to stop!" After a couple minutes we stopped laughing and got her down.

Amanda asked, "Is it over yet?" and we laughed.

"Almost, just another couple of hours." I told her.

I took my cousin in my arms as she let out some more tears and asked, "What did I do?"

Stacey asked her, "Would you like to kiss my toes?"

Amber looked and said, "Okay."

Stacey told her she had to sit on the floor in front of her. This was so much fun! We could do anything to her as long as she could kiss our toes. We told her we all get to tickle her, and then Joy and I had 15 more minutes.

She pushed Stacey out of the way and ran up the stairs, leaving her torn up swimsuit behind. When she got to the door, she noticed that it had been locked with a key, so she couldn't get inside. She sat there for a second before coming back down. I told her that it was going to cost her. Joy practically tackled her from behind, and I grabbed her arms as Stacey sat on her lower legs. Joy yelled, "I like it when they fight."

Stacey laid down and crossed her legs around Amanda’s legs, and started tickling her soles as Joy got her ribs. I just was pulling as hard as I could so she couldn’t move her hands. Amanda had a lot of fight in her. Her body was jumping and wiggling every which way she could move. Just to tease her, I put my feet on her shoulders for leverage, and she was trying to bite my feet. It was like a puppy nibbling at me. Amanda would let out these long streaks and fits of yells and cries for mercy, but that just encouraged us more. Stacey was moving up and down her feet, and whenever she got to her soles, you could feel her body jump.

After a good ten minutes, she got very silent. At first I thought she had passed out, but then her body tensed up and she was letting out one of those long, "Oohhhh!" sounds. We let her enjoy this and then we moved her onto her back. I whispered in her ear that Joy and I wanted our time.  Stacey will never admit it, but her hand was buried in that swimsuit.

Again we moved her so her hands would be tied up around a poll. We left her there as we sat on the couch in front of her, catching our breath. We were having so much fun! Amanda was still begging us to stop. It was getting embarrassing for her. She was telling us she would clean our house or car if we would just stop.

I asked her, "Do you really want us to stop?"

"Yes, thank you," she cried.

"Then let us keep going until you bore us." I told her.

We gave Amanda a good 20 minute rest before we continued. The entire time we kept our feet on her, moving them all over her body. "Just untie me. I won’t run," she promised.

I moved my foot and started poking her with my toes. She would let out these little giggles, and it was so cute. We all started poking her with our toes. She would roll to the left, then to the right, but our toes followed her on every turn. Before you knew it, she was laughing hysterically again.

Joy went first this time. She lay on her back with Amanda’s legs on Joy’s stomach down by Amanda’s feet, and crossed her legs and squeezed tight. "Start the clock!" Joy started under her toes.

Amanda was screaming again. We didn’t even touch her. Stacey would just put her hand close to her foot and she would laugh. Stacey jumped onto her chest and placed both of her feet in my cousin's face, saying, "Remember this?"

I sat on her upper legs and started tickling the tops of her feet as Joy worked the bottoms. I took my left hand and reached back and started to finger my cousin.  As I did this, she was trying to get some pelvic trust, but she couldn’t move me. I liked the way that felt. It was like I was depriving her of the thing she needed most, or should I say control the thing she needed most, sexual release.

Stacey was still talking trash. "Stop laughing and you can kiss my whole foot. What’s so funny?"

Amanda had a silent laugh going now. When I heard this sucking noise, I looked back to see Stacey’s toes in Amanda’s mouth. A couple of minutes later, we gave Amanda a second orgasm. What a night!  It was five in the morning! Amanda was ready to pass out. We figured we would clean up in the morning. There was just one problem. I wanted to know whose toes she liked better. Joy didn’t want her feet touched. She just wanted me in the worst way. She was upset I would rather find out whose toes are better than be with her. I told Stacey we would each have our toes sucked for two minutes, and whichever got my cousin breathing heavier would win.

Stacey went first. Amanda was too tired to argue. She had no choice in the matter. Joy placed her hand on Amanda’s stomach to judge. Joy said she felt her stomach jump and shake for Stacey. Then it was my turn. I slowly put my toes in her mouth and slowly pulled them out. I wanted to make her work for my toes. I know she wanted mine, but Joy said Stacey had won. That got me pissed off again. I told the girls to go upstairs and I would take care of my cousin. "Let me clean her up." Stacey was going to untie her wrists, but I stopped her. "I want to free her. Go. It’s okay."

I laid on my cousin so that I was looking her into her face. I asked her again why she liked Stacey's feet better. "I took good care of you," I told her. I left her there and went upstairs.

Stacey was wired.  She wanted more.

Joy wanted to go home, and said, "As long as you’re cousin is okay."

"She’s fine. She just wants to be alone." I explained.

After Joy had gone, I asked Stacey if she wanted to watch a video. We went downstairs and Stacey couldn’t believe that I hadn't let Amanda go. I told her, "I'm going to hog tie her and let her stare at my toes the whole time we are watching the movie." I wiped a tear from Amanda’s eye and said, "You know you love it." I retied her hands behind her back, and with Stacey help, I had her hogtied in no time at all.

We were watching the Horse Whisperer as my cousin was tied up at my feet. Stacey and I were lying on are stomachs. Stacey moved Amanda so her head was right under my feet. I was really turned on with her breathing on my foot. Every now and then I would wrap my toes around her nose, and she would take these deep breaths like she was trying to breathe through my toes. When she finally breathed through her mouth, I would lay my foot back down until she got really close again. I told Stacey I was getting wet, and she started kissing me on my check. When our lips met, it was magical.  Stacey’s foot was resting on top of Amanda’s head, pushing it forward. With her breathing on my foot, and the kissing, I was having an intense orgasm. I actually had a couple.

Stacey told me, "She must be good. I gave you an orgasm by kissing you."

I was too tired to argue. The next thing I heard was my cousin yelling, "No!"

Stacy was sitting next to her and tickling her feet. I loved the feeling I had from the heavy breathing on my foot. After a couple of minutes of intense tickling, Stacey told me she was going to take a cold shower and sleep in my bed. "I’ll see you up there, okay?"

I just lay there with my cousin at my feet. She started kissing my feet and saying, "Please don’t leave me down here, please."

I was enjoying my new power. I let her free from her restraints, kissed her on her forehead, and asked if she was okay.

"Please don’t ever do this to me again. This was humiliating. I don’t mind the tickling so much, but it went on far too long," she explained.

"Tell me you like my toes." I said to her.

"They're okay," she said with a smile. "You are right. I like being tied up."

I helped her upstairs and we got her in my pj’s. Stacey slept on the coach. That was disappointing. Amanda collapsed on the floor in the living room. She was out cold in no time. After I got into bed, I wanted to see if Joy was still up. I peeked into the living room and saw Joy had tied my poor cousin’s hands behind her back, and her legs were tied at the ankle and knees. Stacey was sitting with her feet facing my cousin. She was poking her in the head, and then she woke up.

I heard her say, "Please, I can’t take anymore."

I was pissed this was going on without me, but it was fun to watch. Stacey told her, "My toes are pretty. If you can make it over here and kiss them, I’ll let you go. If not, you will be tickled until you pass out."

I watched my poor cousin struggle. There was just no way she could crawl when she was tied up so tightly. After a good 5 minutes passed, Stacey lowered her toe to be kissed and said, "You like that, don't you, you little coward?" Then she moved and sat on her back with her feet under Amanda’s head. I figured if she didn’t yell for help, she was okay. Stacey pushed her head down to her feet and said, "Kiss, kiss, kiss your masters feet."

Stacey leaned over and picked up Amber's socks that she had changed out of when she first arrived, and stuck them into her mouth. Next she placed tape over her mouth and then she laid the long way, the length of Amber's body, so that her foot was in reach of Amber's head. Then she started running her fingers up and down her long feet, saying, "Kiss my toe if you want me to stop."

Amber tried in vain to reach her feet. The socks and tape prevented her from being able to do so. Amanda tried rolling over, but Stacey’s hands stayed with her. My cousin was flexing her feet like a mad woman. When she was being tickled on the side of her foot, her toes pushed forward. When she was being tickled on the top of her feet, her toes went up. Stacey was moving so slowly, it must have been maddening. This went on for a good 30 minutes.

Again she sat on her back. She used her feet to pull her head back and then she started tickling her sides. Stacey had been holding out on us. She was the master tickler. Amanda’s upper body was shacking violently now. She finally took off the tape. Now she moved to her stomach. She moved her feet so that her soles were crossed at Amanda’s nose as she gently moved her head up just enough to strain her a little. Amanda couldn't even defend herself. Stacey started tickling the sides of her pussy.

I didn’t think Amanda could breath. Her head was buried between her toes. Yuk. The faster Stacey tickled, the more Amanda’s body would shake. Stacey’s head disappeared and I knew this would be ending soon.

When I found them the next morning, Amanda was cuddled up with Stacey’s feet. Again I asked myself why she liked Stacey's feet and not mine.