Mother-in-Law Tied Up For Tickles
(Published on Tuesday, June 17, 2003)
This story was submitted by Bob C.

It was six months ago when I was tied up on the couch and tickled by my mother-in-law (Tickled By Mother-in-Law & Leslie), and I'm still waiting for the chance to get to pay her back like she told me I could.

Today I got a phone call from my wife, Kelly telling me that her Aunt from Texas had called and was going to be moving up to Boston and wondered if it wasn't a huge problem if we could fly down to keep her company on the drive up. I told her that with how busy we are at work, I couldn't possibly take the time off, and told her that she could go by herself if she wanted to. I told Kelly to think about it, and we would "talk about it when I got home.”

"I think a few days away might be a good break for me if you don't mind me being gone," Kelly said.

When I got home, I told her I would miss her a lot, but it would go by fast. It was Friday morning as I woke up Kelly before I left for work so that she would be ready when her mom came over to drive her to the airport.

"I'm really going to miss you when you're gone. Have a good time," I told her as I left for work.

It turned out to be not too crazy of a day at work for a Friday after all, and I was going to get home early then I normally would. I got home and opened the door to the garage. I was very surprised to see my mother-in-law, Diane's car in there. I walked towards the back, and got my key out to let myself in when I saw a note taped to the door. It read, "I found out that you father-in-law had to go to his sister's cottage up north because the power went out up there, and she can't make it until Monday, so I thought I would give you that chance to tickle me like I told you before. I'm tied up and ready to be tickled. Tickle me for as long as you want. I can take it .P.S.  I left a new pair of nylons and high heels for you to wear. I hope you like them."

I felt my face getting red from the blood rushing to it, and my dick getting hard at the thought of tickling Diane, tied up and not able to get away. I opened the door to find a box with brand new jet black nylons, and a pair of red five inch high heel pumps. I started to get undressed right in the laundry roo,m and began to put on the nylons and red pumps. I walked out into the kitchen, loving the click-clack of high heels on the hard wood when I saw another note.

"I am wearing a set of headphones, a blindfold, and a new black ballgag. I won't be able to hear or see when you are in the room."

I looked around the rest of the first floor, and then walked to the stairs to go up. I started up slowly on my five inch pumps, and I noticed a light on in my room. I walked in the door to see Diane dressed in a black pvc corset, five inch black pvc pumps, a black ballgag, and a blindfold. I got hard as a rock, looking at how she had tied herself, and how much of her I would be able to tickle. Each of her ankles were tied to the posts of our bed about ten inches off of the mattress, leaving all sides of her feet available to tickle. Her knees were tied off to the side of the bed frame. There would be no way of her getting her legs loose, let alone doing much wiggling. Each of her arms were outstretched towards the headboard, and were locked into cuffs that were pulled tight by a rope pulley for each wrist.

I looked around the rest of the room and everything else looked in place. I could hear a noise, but couldn’t figure out what it was at first. Then I noticed a wire coming from under her panties. It was the remote for her vibrator. I moved  a little closer to the bed, and I could tell she didn't know I was there, so I decided to head back downstairs to get the digital camera. I wanted to take some pictures to remember this by. I could hardly wait to tickle those nyloned covered feet, rub those ribs, and to get her under her arms. I was in a hurry to get to tickling, but I took about twenty pictures before I put the camera away and came back into the room to let her know that I was finally there.

I first walked down to the foot of the bed and bent over to get a closer look at her new shoes. I couldn't help myself. I just had to lick the instep of her foot, which was easy to get to because her black pumps had the sides of them opened. I had no problem getting my tongue up and down the sole of her foot. She flinched in shock, not even having a clue that I was there until she felt my tongue. Her feet started to wiggle like crazy with no way of getting and moaning and screaming into the ballgag very loud. I was in heaven.

After about five minutes I decided to stop and give her a rest, and thought I might undo her ballgag. I walked up to the head of the bed, kneeled on it, and leaned over to find the straps on the gag to let her loose when I felt her hand reaching to find my dick. I moved closer so she could get to it, and then she started to fondle my balls and stroke me. I was enjoying it very much, and thought I should give her a little more pleasure, so I reached over to turn up her vibrator. I turned it up to medium and watched as her body got stiff as a board as she came.

I finished undoing the ballgag. She stretched her mouth and said, "Please, don't, just let me go. I've changed my mind. Just turn off the vibrator and untie me. I just came. There is no way I can be tickled now. I’m way too sensitive to be tickled."

I just slid my hand over to her wrist and slid a finger down to her side as she laughed. "Please HA hA ha. I can't. Just let me go. I'll do whatever you want. I just need a break! HE hE he!"

"Just wait until I take off your shoes," I told her. "Then you'll really be laughing." Then I thanked her for my new shoes and nylons.

"I'm glad you like them. I can't wait until you take off my blindfold so I can see them on you."

I told her it would be a little while until I took off her blindfold because she is much more ticklish when she can't see where I’m going to tickle her next. As I was telling her that, I reached out and tickled her sides with both hands.

"Ha ha ha ha ha heeeee PPPlease stop! He ehe he I can't take it anymore. Ha ha ha! Just let me suck you rock hard cock. I can't take being tickled anymore," Diane screamed out. "I want to make you cum in my mouth!"

But I wasn't ready to stop just yet. "I haven't even taken off your shoes and tickled your nyloned covered feet yet, let alone let you go," I told her as I walked over to the foot of the bed and knelt down to take a close look at her feet.

"What are you doing now? You're so quiet, I can't hear where you're at. Please untie me, pleaseeeee!"

As she was begging, I slid my finger up and down her legs real slowly. Her feet were wiggling, and she was trying to pull away from the ropes, but it was no use. She had tied herself too tightly to get away.

"If you want, I can take off both of your shoes. That should make you more relaxed, won't it?" I coyly teased her. "Like when you come over to visit, and you let your shoe dangle on your nyloned covered toes. You know that drives me crazy, but you do it every time, don't you?" I told her as I removed that strap of her shoe from around her ankle, and started to pull off one of her high heels, slowly dragging it along the sole of her foot. It was driving her mad.

"PPPLeeasseee sssstoppppp! I'm way too ticklish to take this! You must let me go! I don't know what I ... ha ha ha he he ehe ... was thinking when I tied myself up," Diane said to me as I moved over to her other foot and did the same thing. "Please just let me get you off, and you can let me go. Is that a deal?" Diane asked in desperation.

Then she burst into laughter as I tickled both of her feet at the same time. I tickled both of her feet for sixty seconds exactly, and then I gave her a break. "I might need to give you a few more tickles so I can think about it. Is that okay?" I asked her without giving her a chance to reply. Then I tickled both of her feet madly.

"I can't take much more," I thought to myself. I was so hard that I was more than ready to cum.

"Ok, I think you're ready to make a deal," I told her. "I'm going to untie one of your legs, and if you can get me off with just one foot, then I'll let you go. Is that a deal?"

"Okay, but please just don't tickle me any more," Diane said to me. I then climbed onto the bed and reached over to untie her right foot. In a matter of seconds her foot was rubbing my dick up and down, trying to get me to cum. I laid back to enjoy it. Then I noticed that her other foot was in reach of my hand. "Please. Don't tickle me ... HA HA HA HA ... anymore. I'm having a hard time using just one foot. Don't tickle my other one. HA HA ha."

"The longer it takes you, the more I'm going to tickle you, so you better get busy," I told her as I kept tickling her foot real slowly. I told her I was starting to get close to cumming, and she gave all she had until I shot my load all over her nylon covered foot.

"Please, let me lick you clean. That's not too much to ask, is it?" She said.

"How can I say no when you say please," I told her, as I brought my dick to her lips to clean me off. "I can't wait to see how you get me back after this," I told her.

"We still have Saturday and Sunday to play," she reminded me with a smile on her face.

To be continued ...