I Was Tickle Tortured

I was maliciously tickled! Let’s just say, I almost cried, was on in good fun though. This was also my first time being tickled in nylons. I was not prepared enough, lol. The little backstory behind this is that I got tickled for an hour by a close family friend, therefore was delayed in texting another good friend back. He dared me to ask Joe ( the family friend ) is that all the tickling he has for me. After going back & forth, he ( You Know Who You Are 😝 ) challenged me to let Joe tickle me again BUT, this time, I can’t fight back like I usually do & if I do, I’d get tied down. In addition, we made it more interesting & I accepted the challenge to wear nylons & a crop top cause he just had to make it worse for me, lol. Anyway, after I got changed, Joe got in & settled down. I teasingly told him that the previous hour was nothing & is that all he’s got. He said no & mentioned that now that I have nylons on, he can make it much worse. I than broke the news to him that I will let him tickle me without a fight & if I fail to not fight, then he can feel free to tie & tickle me. His eyes lit up like he just one the lottery & said he’s very happy to oblige. I got on comfortable in the recliner as he got his “ tool “ out, which was a hairbrush & put it on the little table behind him. He kneeled down by my feet & wiggled his fingers above them & said “ You Ready? “ I giggled at that & squeezed the arm rests while shaking my head. He than started to lightly scratch at my feet which got me laughing already. The nylons make it tickle SO much more. My reflexes kicked in & I curled my toes but, he caught them in time & went all out with rapidly tickling them both at the same time. I screamed & laughed while squirming a little bit. He said “ Aw, does that tickle, does the little feet tickle? “ I covered my face while laughing & said yes. He than wiggled his pointer finger across my toes causing me to kick up & down a tiny bit. He said “ Tickle, Tickle, Tickle. “ He said I’m really trying to be nice but, that won’t save me. He did something that made me scream laugh so hard that I couldn’t sit up. He held my feet in place & I gigglingly told him he was dead. I couldn’t resist a threat, lol. He said that wasn’t very nice, gently rubbed his knuckles up & down my soles & I squealed & giggled loud as he kept going. He told me this is so much fun for him & he knows for me too. He stopped & said “ That was really nice but, I think in know where you’re at your weakest. “ He wiggled his fingers down the sides of my feet & it turns out that’s my second weakest spot next to my toes. I tried to hold in laughing but, squealed & went into a fit of giggles. He moved on to a “ dreaded “ spot, my tummy. He saw me tense up & said “ I haven’t even started yet. “ I told him I know but the anticipation is ridiculous. He just smile & gently started giving me little pokes to one side which made me curl up, kick & laugh. He laughed too as he tried to gently get me uncurled. He achieved that after squeezing the one side of my hip that was showing. Clever rascal made me roll on my back & as I was laughing I told him he’s so dead after this. He asked if I was sure about that. I nodded yes & squealed at the same time. I must admit, it tickles more when you don’t fight back. After a good 30 minute session, he said he was surprised that I didn’t fight back after the first 10 minutes, lol. I did just fine & it was so much fun for the both of us. A little side note to my messenger pal: I can handle anything so, watch it ya brat, lol.