Random Tickling Story (Part 5)
…my feather continues traveling slowly up your thighs as your naked, bound, gagged body trembles with anticipation. The torment your entire body has endured has rendered you helpless and virtually lifeless. The sensations the feather has caused was too much long ago, yet there’s no hope to end it. I watch your body jerk slightly as the tip of the feather eventually lands at the crease that separates your left thigh and your pussy. The feather begins slowly sliding up and down the crease causing you to jerk and give muffled giggles at the sensation. The sensitivity of the area tickles like crazy, however, I’ve got much more devious plans in mind.
Suddenly, I slide the feather slowly across your exposed pussy lips and land at the crease near your right thigh. As the feather slides over your pussy, I hear a quick frantic yelp which quickly returns to laughter as the feather slowly resumes to tickling up and down near your thigh. I continue tickling your thighs, however, I am fully aware that for the first time in your prolonged ordeal since your nipples were tickled, I’ve planted a small seed of hope. Hope that this torment might eventually turn into pleasure…
These thoughts however are clouded by the stiff feather that I have slowly tickling your thighs ever so closely to your pussy, but just far enough for it to be torture both physically and mentally… I slide, twirl and twist the feather as I listen to your muffled giggles and watch your squirming, sweating body for several minutes before sliding the feather back over your pussy lips and simply holding it in place. I watch you gasp and your body tense as the feather is finally in the one place you’d secretly hoped it’d go. The frustration in your body is apparent as I hear your scream through your gag and desperately buck your hips in an effort to create friction as I hold the feather to your pussy, not allowing it to move.
“Calm down and you MIGHT get a small taste of what you want” I say to you with a smirk…
I watch your body slowly relax as you let out a soft groan and lower yourself back down. After you’ve come down, I very slowly trace the feather up the middle of your pussy and slowly up your clit, causing a long soft moan and your body to tense.
I look down at your face and see your eyes closed in bliss as the feather slowly makes its way up your clit. I keep my eyes watching yours as I see them open wide quickly and you let out a squeal as you realize that my feather has made it’s way past your clit and is now sliding over your lower stomach just under your belly button. The transition from short-lived pleasure to the torture you’ve become all too familiar with sends shock waves throughout your body and only gets worse as you feel every individual fiber from the feather swirl slowly around your belly button.
I observe your body shiver and squirm and can hear your muffled pleas of “NO! NO!” to no avail as I eagerly slide the feather into your belly button and twist it around causing no part of your inner belly button walls to be missed. I continue twisting the feather deep inside your belly button as I watch your body squirm and contort in an attempt to lessen the torture. After several minutes the feather exits your belly button and slowly makes its way back down your lower stomach. The laughter lessens to giggles and I can sense your anticipation as you can sense where the feather is returning to. Once again your body tenses as the feather makes contact at the top of your sensitive clit. The moan you let out is music to my ears as the feather slowly makes its way down your clit and all the way to the bottom of your pussy before making its way back up to your clit.
“Hmmmm…… I bet you like that don’t you?” I tease while sliding the feather slowly back down and up, focusing solely on your clit…
“YES!!!” I can make out your muffle through your gag as your hips rise and buck with the movements of the feather, enjoying every moment…
“And I bet you’d just love to cum wouldn’t you?” I ask while twirling the feather over your clit while still sliding it up and down…
“YES!!!” I hear you attempt to yell out while nodding your head frantically as your hips continue to buck up and down at the movements of the feather…
“How bad do you want to cum?” I implore as the feather begins to move faster….
I can hear you attempt yell out “BAD” even louder than your previous answers as your hip movements begin to go faster…
“How bad??” I ask once more as the feather is now moving rather quickly over your extra sensitive clit which is now dripping wet and looking as if it is ready to explode…..
I don’t hear a response to my question as I look up to your face and see your eyes squeezed tightly shut with the look of impending pleasure…. You’re moaning and shaking grows stronger by the moment as your pussy is just a few moments from orgasm….. When suddenly…… The feather ceases…… I see you quickly open your eyes in confusion and see a look of horror as you discover me standing at your feet once again.
“NOOOOO!!!” I hear you try to yell to no avail as I see terror and disappointment in your face all at once. The orgasm that would have been a reward for all of your torment was a mere seconds away, and was snatched away from you in favor of…..
Before you can gather your thoughts, you can feel the soft fibers of the stiff feather sliding slowly from your left heel and moving its way upward. I drag the feather up your soft, sweaty sole as you try to kick and shake your foot to escape the tingling sensation. The experience becomes all to familiar as the feather makes its way to your toes causing you to scrunch them tightly in defiance. I use my free hand to hold your toes back, stretching your sole in the process as I trace the feather around in circles before dragging the tip back and forth underneath repeatedly. I continue for several minutes, watching your body shake and listening to your muffled screams as my strength is too much for you to protect the undersides of your toes. The longer I torment your exposed toes, I feel the weakness in your body become more and more apparent as your physical defiance slowly begins to cease. The feather continues to torment your helpless feet until your body provides nothing more than helpless giggles as tears stream down your face, as well as an occasional kick here and there.
Your defeated body lays in shambles, unable to fight, just accepting of anything I have to dish out. This continues to be the case as the feather glides from your feet past your calves and thighs… Your body doesn’t tense, however, I can see the desperate plea in your eyes as I look up at you while the feather reaches your clit once again. Your body softly writhes and can only elicit soft moans under my feather as your clit is gently teased by strokes traveling up and down repeatedly.
The feather is then set aside and after a split second of confusion and curiosity, you feel the warmth and wetness of my tongue glide from your clit, down your pussy lips as they briefly slide inside, before coming back out and swirling repeatedly over your clit… The touch seems to rejuvenate your body as your moans increase in volume and you attempt to yell “YES!!!” through your gag.
For the first time you can recall throughout your ordeal, the pleasure increases in speed and intensity along with the response of your body. Your back arches, your eyes close and your moans grow louder all while my hands grip your thighs and my saliva mixes with your pussy juices dripping down while my tongue swirls and flicks quickly across your clit faster and faster before suddenly…
I continue swirling my tongue as I see your body begin to shake and convulse. Your toes curl and you yank strongly at your bonds as you yell out in pleasure as an incredible orgasm overtakes your body. All while the wetness from your pussy covers my face, my tongue continues, ensuring your orgasm has finished to completion. I then raise my head from your pussy as your body collapses and lets out a loud sigh of pleasure as I look at your face and see your eyes closed and what I believe to be a slight crack of a smile from behind your gag.
I then move up to your face, and for the first time in hours, I gently remove your gag which allows your to exhale and breathe heavily before using your last bit of energy to let out a faint “Who are you?”
Your question is ignored as I go back to standing at your feet. “WAIT! NO!” you let out as my fingertips and fingernails begin raking up and down your soles. Your pleas are desperate, yet lazy, as the torture you’ve endured combined with your orgasm has expended you of any energy you would have used to fight back. As your body lays almost still and only your feet squirm to me tickling all over the bottom of your soles in all directions, your laughter becomes more and more faint and you begin to feel lightheaded… “Please….” You meekly let out with your last out of strength as the tickling shows no sign of letting up on your soles which are now squirming only very slowly and perhaps involuntarily… You look up at me and we briefly make eye contact as you try to gather the strength to let out one last plea, but before the sound can come out, your vision slowly fades to black…..
You open your eyes quickly and jolt your body upright. You nervously look around, and your nerves are slightly calmed as you see the familiarity of your bedroom. You exhale as you come to the realization that the entire ordeal was nothing more than a dream. No gags, no blindfolds, no tickling, and no torment. With your mind at ease you fall back onto your bed and turn on your side to go back to sleep as your heart drops and you feel a knot in the pit of your stomach. You look over and see a very familiar looking long, black, stiff feather resting on the pillow next to you….
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