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          I was hesitant to accept my study group invitation because I didn’t know a lot about Brittany and Jessica.  I knew they kept to themselves and were into the Goth seen, but that was about it.  It worried me that they were always seen in the halls tickling one another.  Of course they didn’t know I was ticklish 3;I mind as well just do it. 
 
          After my basketball practice I showered and squeezed into my tight shorts that read, “Team captain” on my ass.   With a half shirt on so I could show off my new belly ring I jumped into my flip-flops and headed out for my study night. 
 
          I could not believe they talked me into going to Jessica’s house for this study night.  It was all the way over on the other side of town!  When I pulled up to the house I noticed there were no cars in the yard.  If they blew me off I was going to mess them up I thought? 
 
          Knocking on the door I noticed the houses on both sides were vacant.  Looking inside I could see a large living room with no furniture.  Did anybody live here?  Don’t tell me they gave me the wrong address. 
 
          Then the door opened and I saw Jessica standing before me in black combat boots and camouflage military pants and a black tee shirt.  Then Brittany appeared wearing black combat boots, black pants, and a black tee shirt.  They looked so much alike it was scary.  Both a little smaller then my 5’7 frame and weighed a little more then my 122 lbs.  Of course they had black hair and finger nail polish to boot. 
 
          We smiled and said hello then I followed them down a long hallway to another room.  Once we went into the room I looked around and was surprised there was no furniture in this room either.  I felt a little uneasy when I noticed several ropes in the corner of the room. 
 
          “Where are we going to study?” I asked. 
 
          They told me to sit on the floor but I was going to wait for one of them to sit first. With them looking at me like a piece of meet I was worried about what they were thinking about.  They kept talking fast as if they were nervous.
 
          “So 3;are you ticklish?”   Asked Jessica.
 
          “Why 3;
 
          “We bet each other that you were,” they both said at once. 
 
           “No 3;I am not ticklish at all,” I said in a confident voice. 
 
          “Well 3;we heard you were, and we will have to see for our selves.”
 
          I could not believe this, I pushed Jessica away from me with a stern look and tried to change the subject but now they both were approaching me.  I was backing up and telling them to stop but they kept walking slowly, which sent me right into the wall. 
 
          “Okay 3;okay 3;just one poke” I said.
 
          They smiled and I held my arms above my head and then I took a deep breath and waited.  Jessica was wiggling her finger at my stomach and just when her finger brushed against me the air in my mouth shut out and I laughed. 
 
          “It seems you lied to us,” scolded Brittany. 
 
          “Look 3;I’m sorry I lied.  In truth I am very ticklish, OKAY.  There I said it.  I hate being tickled and it drives me crazy.”
 
          They looked at me with a blank look and then they asked me how long I was ever tickled for. 
 
          “Maybe a minute” I said which had them both laughing. 
 
          “How long do you think you could last for?” 
 
          “What kind of a question is that 3;not long”! I replied.
 
          “Listen, we have been waiting for a long time to tickle you.  You are so pretty and seem so full of energy.   This is our deal for you, if you can stand getting tickled for five minutes we will stop.  If you can’t we get to keep tickling you.”
 
          “You two are not for real, I am not going to get tickled.  I AM SO OUT OF HERE!”
 
          I was stepping around them when one grabbed at my arms and the other put me into a bear hug.  We fell to the floor and rolled around as I tried to get away.  I found my self on the floor face down with Jessica on my back pinning me to the ground.  My legs were pinned with Brittany’s legs holding then in a scissors hold.  I was a strong girl but two on one was tough.  
 
          My ankles were being tied as I screamed and fought to get free.  With her arm around my legs I could not keep them separated and soon my ankles and legs were tied so tight I could not move them. 
 
          I managed to roll over sending Jessica flying onto the floor.  It was maddening not being able to stand up and fight.  They stood over me pointing and laughing as I tried to punch them in the leg and fight back.  Then when Jessica placed her combat boot on my stomach and pressed down on me I was infuriated.  Trying to reach up and hit her proved difficult with her applying pressure on my stomach. 
 
          “Look 3;my foot is kicking your ass”, she said. 
 
          Brittany was trying to hold my arms but I was pushing at her and was able to keep my arms free.  Then she straddled my upper body and used both hands to pin mine to the floor.  As hard as I tried to free my hands I could not do it, with her putting her weight on me I was doomed. 
 
          They let me struggle so I tired my self out before rolling me over and tying my hands behind my back.  I was catching my breath as my legs were raised and my arms were pulled.  My mind froze when I realized they had me in a hog tie. 
 
          “Why are you tying me up like this 3;Please just stop it.”
 
          “We will stop now, after all you are tied now.  Oh sweet angel 3;we told you already that we have dreamed of tickling you.  We remember watching your teammates tickling you once and you were going nuts in seconds.  Do you have any idea how long we have waited to tickle someone as ticklish as you?”
 
          I swallowed hard then tried to roll over to see their faces but a foot planted it’s self on my ass pinning me there.   When I felt my ponytail getting pulled I panicked, then grunted when it was tied back to my feet.  I watched them sit in front of me, watching me look at them.   All I could really see was the bottom of their black boots in my face. 
 
          “So 3;where do you want to get tickled first, your feet?”
 
          “NOOOO 3;please not my feet.  Why me!  Just let me goo.”
 
          “Let you go 3;we have waited to long for that.”
 
          They got up and walked on their knees till they were on my sides and then sat down Indian style.  I listened to them asking one another where they should tickle me and how they were going to do it. My skin was crawling as I dreaded them touching me.  Goosebumps were forming as I anticipated the first stroke of their fingers dancing across my skin.
 
          “You don’t seem so tuff to me” replied Jessica.
 
          “She acts tuff but really is a scared little girl.  So how loud do you think she will scream?  What do you say we find out.” Said Brittany in a sassy tone.
 
            I screamed at the top of my lungs 3;”HEEEELLLPPPPP”.  Then I was surprised when they both started screaming right along with me 3;”HELP HER 3;HELP THE TICKLISH GIRL 3;HEEELLLPPPP”
 
          Then they rested their fingers on my sides and I froze.  As they walked their fingers up my sides from my hipbone to my ribs I started flopping around as I laughed.  It was enough to get me laughing but not enough to get me hysterical. 
 
          “It seems she is as ticklish as we thought.  Tickle tickle you silly girl 3;what a fun laugh you have.”
 
          “Please 3;nooo 3;nooo 3;stoooppp 3;.”
          “Why would we do that silly girl 3;we like your laugh 3;your so silly 3;
 
          Their fingers were tracing and drawing along my sides and ribs now.  They scratched their fingers around each of my ribs sending me into loud out bursts of streaming laughter.  Counting out my ribs as they went and giggling as they did drove me insane.  Then they began using both hands to poke and squeeze my sides.
 
          “That’s a good girl 3;keep laughing for us”.
 
          Then I jumped as they dug their fingers into my sides and laughed as they got me to flinch.  
 
          “That was a good spot, do it again, look at her face 3;” they joked.
 
          I tried to turn my head to see what was coming next but my ponytail was tied to my feet keeping my head still.  The feeling of their fingers brushing around my neck had me trying to shake them off, but I could not turn my head all that well.  The tickling and taunting continued for a while before they stopped for a break. 
 
            As I laughed while after they stopped tickling I tried to force my self to stop so I could fill my lungs with air.  I noticed Jessica was sweating as she sat down and took of her boots saying how hot her feet were.  When she looked at me and smiled I new she was going to do something bad to me. 
 
          “Take a whiff 3;do they smell,” she asked
 
          I tried to turn my head but I got my hair pinched from the tie job they did on me.  Jessica held the open part of her boot over my face laughing as I inhaled several deep breathes from her combat boots.
 
          “Not to good hey,” she laughed.
 
          Brittany squatted down and moved with in an inch of my face and said, “Damn girl 3;those things stink.  Do you ever wash your feet?”
 
          Jessica started waving her boot in my face saying, “Yap 3;I don’t think she likes them all that much.”
          My body lurched as the tickling resumed.  All along my waist they attacked my skin.  All I could do was laugh as they lightly dragged their fingers along my waistline.  With every touch of their fingers along my skin I exploded with laughter.  As hard as I tried I could not keep get control of my laughter?  My howls soon filled the small room as they were tickling me relentlessly.  The pace picked up slowly producing more laughter as they went.  Soon they were going so fast and moving all over they turned my once loud laughter silent. 
 
          “Look I think she is spazing out now, Should we slow down” asked Brittany in a sarcastic manner.
 
          “HELL NO” they shouted in my ear.
 
          Then they suddenly stopped and I was praying they were going to give me a break.  However their probing fingers were soon running down my ass.  It was like they were dragging their fingers down a chalkboard.  They started at my waist, ran down over my butt cheeks, and then started again.
 
          “Laugh silly laugh 3;look at her ass jiggle.  Someone has a ticklish ass they sang out over and over again.  
 
          When I felt fingers moving under my shorts I panicked.  The fingers were gliding over my sensitive skin leaving me shaking and screaming with a panicked laugh.  Then suddenly I had fingers lightly probing along the back of my legs sending me into full all out laughter. 
 
          “You have one ticklish ass honey.  Keep wiggling that little old ass of yours.  So when will we stop you must me asking your self.  We never will, so just keep laughing silly”.
 
          Then the sound of a cell phone saved me.  They stopped and were listening to the phone ring wondering what to do.   As I was sucking in air Jessica took me by surprise and shoved her socks into my mouth.  She then used her heal to keep the socks in my mouth and her toes were resting on my nose. 
 
          Brittany then left the room and was talking to someone as I stayed in my hog tie with Jessica’s socks and feet dominating me.  The socks tasted like butter and I smelled a sharp cheddar cheese smell coming from between her toes.  It was worse when she wiggled them, the smell shot through my body leaving me groggy and sick. 
 
          “Do my feet smell better then my boots all-star?  Oh 3;I forgot you couldn’t talk with my socks in your mouth.  Just wink at me if you like my feet.  Come on 3;you know you like them.  Don’t be shy all-star, I wont tell.”
 
          Then the socks came out when her friend returned telling us her sister was wondering where they were.  As they talked Jessica kept my face buried in her feet.
 
          “So 3;where were we 3;
 
          “Please stop 3;I’ll pay you, give you rides anywhere when ever you want.  I can’t take it anymore, Please just stop.”
 
          “Awe 3;you poor thing, you hear that?  She can’t take it anymore.  That’s to bad, DEAL WITH IT.”
 
          They sat down at my feet and I felt my big toes get tied together.  My eyes were closed tight as they began blowing on my feet.  The feeling of their breath hitting my soles sent shivers through my body.   Then each one grabbed a little toe and dusted the tip of my toe with something wet and slimy. 
 
             “Oh my god 3;what is that.  It tickles hee hee hee hee hee 3;.
 
          I could not believe they were licking my feet.  As they licked at each toe I felt the laughter coming from deep inside me come rushing out.  Along the underside of my toes they went.  It was like a sponge with ticklish needles darting along my toes.  At first they went real slow, enjoying the moment I guess, but then they were licking between my toes like a kitten drinking milk. 
 
          My body was on fire as they tickled me over the edge.  With their fingers running up and down the sides of my feet and their tongue attacking my soles I was lost in a bad tickling nightmare. Howls of laughter were flowing out of me faster then Niagara Falls. The tickling was at such a frantic pace I was becoming light headed from the laughing. 
 
          As their tongues licked there way down my soles towards my heal I felt tingling running through my body.  They were taking long slow licks then mixing it up with quick licks but they never stopped. They moved right to left and north and south but they kept moving. 
 
          Then they were nibbling on my heel, their teeth running along the edge of my foot.  They then began nibbling on the end of my toes and I started laughing so hard my body began shaking.   Their teeth were lightly biting my toes and they worked up and down each one lost in what they were doing.  
 
          When they began slurping on my toes I really lost it. As they pulled on my toes with their mouths I thought I was going to die right there.  The warmth of their mouth and the feeling of them sucking on them had me crying it tickled so much.  One toe at a time, then a few at a time they went on torturing me. 
 
         
          I felt them move me onto my side but I was still laughing so hard I could not open my eyes.  Just when I thought it could not get any worse I opened my eyes to find Jessica darting her tongue inside of my navel.  As she swirled her tongue around I thought my mind was going to explode.  
 
          It was too much to take as they tickled my two most ticklish spots.  As she danced her tongue around she brought her hands up and wiggled them all over my belly. Tears were running down my red face as they moved with a lightening pace. 
 
          Then when I thought I was going to pass out the phone rang again.  This time Jessica held her hand over my mouth and told be to be good as she patted my head.  It was not long before she returned and said they would have to leave soon. 
 
          Jessica put her socks back on and laced up her boots as I watched them whispering in front of me. 
 
          “See ya 3;it’s been real” they said.
 
          “Wait 3;don’t leave me like this!”
 
          They stood there and thought for a moment before they said in stereo, “then beg us to let you go”. 
 
          There was no way they were leaving me like this so I was going to play their game. 
 
          “Please let me go 3;I’m begging you two 3;please.”
 
          “No that’s not good enough, try again.”
 
          Would you please let me go 3;I would love it if you would.”
 
          “Well 3;tell us how much you loved getting tickled,” they said.
 
          “I loved it 3;it really felt good 3;please just let me go” I cried out.
 
          “So you really didn’t want us to stop tickling you then?”
 
          “NO 3;I wish you could have kept going”.
 
          “Good 3;we still have an hour to kill”.
 
          What just happened I thought 3;I tried to break free as they sat down on my sides again?  Then I began to cry as I felt the fingers running along my skin again. 
 
          “Lets see if we can go non stop for an hour 3;what you say all-stare?”
 
          NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO 3;

 

 

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