Joined: Mon Feb 01, 2010 1:38 am
Location: Chester UK
2 Manchester teams also wear Red and Blue. I was red again with my mum while carol and Lotte were in Blue.
I came home from work on Saturday and found the other three already there. Being at work I couldn't be in shorts but had work black leggings, a red t-shirt and flat black shoes with black cardigan. I had taken my shoes off at the door and went into the lounge. Mum wasn't wearing a red t-shirt either. Charlotte and Carol were though, Carol had blue knee socks on and Charlotte was barefoot , both wearing cycling shorts.
Mum was wearing a pair of lycra shorts and not much else despite her ropes. She was in a strict hogtie. Wrists tied behind her back to oposite elbows and her forearms bound parallel. Her upper arms were also tied to her sides. Her legs were bound at the ankles, mid calves, above and below knees, thighs and toes. Her ankles were tied to her forearms and toes to the strap on her gag. she had a bright red ball gag in her mouth and a black blindfold over her eyes.
"Not wearing shorts" shouted Carol.
"Get em off her" shouted Charlotte.
I was jumped and with Carol sat on my shoulders and Charlotte on my legs it was not long until my leggings, t-shirt, bra and knickers were removed. i was put into a simple hogtie with rope. Hands tied to feet with wrists and ankles crossed. I had a sock stuffed into my mouth tied in place with a scarf then a piece of tape stuck over the top followed by a black sleep mask over my eyes.
You can guess what happened next as I was tickled. First on my feet . Having my feet tickled and laughing as much as i can into a gag had a strange effect on me and made me more sensitive to tickleing so soon, as the fingers spread over the remainder of my body (sides, tummy, neck, breasts and even between my legs.
Next I heard mum suffering the awful tickle torture as she gasped through her gag. I thought i was getting a rest until i had the most hideous tickle torture imaginable. Someones tongue went between my toes as my toes were sucked. "MMMMMMMMmmggggggnnggg" I could not escape the sweet torment.
Mum and i were left all tied up as Carol an Charlotte went to get food ready. after a while we were ungagged and fed some sandwiches. When food was over i was re-gagged and then heard some mmpphhing and grunting as my mum was taken up stairs. A little while later i was released from my hogtie and half carried a=half dragged to the stairs and forced to climb them backwards by sitting on the stairs, raising myelf with my legs, putting my bum on the next stair up and then lifting my feet.
I got to the top and was taken to the bathroom for a break before being tied spreadeagled to my bed for the night.
It was a wonderful night in the company of Charlotte but in addition to feeling her body against mine there was a fiar amount of tickle torment, ice, pinching, slapping and denial....just to keep me on edge.