Tickling

Authors note: The images for this story can be found on my deviantart page Chapter 1: Kidnapping experience Let’s start with a little bit of background. My name is Steve, I’m 21-year-old student living in a small city with my parents. Since my childhood, I always have enjoyed practicing tie-up games, during childhood games with my mother or later with self-bondage experiences as a teenager. I’ve been in few relationships, but not a single one of my girlfriends were up to practicing these kinds of games. ...

(Content warning - young girls playing tie up games) “Emily. Jane. I have put the dinner on. It will ready in an hour.” I called out to my daughter Emily and her friend. Emily had asked to have a friend over for a sleep over this weekend and I had agreed. Jane was a nice kid and treated my husband and I and especially the house with respect when she had played over before. Jane was totally different from some of the other little horrors Emily had invited over to play. ...

Dungeon Of Denial Chapter 1 - The Lamb by Dangermouse Dungeon Of Denial - Chapter 1 - The Lamb The morning began like so many others as Anne sipped her morning coffee and watched the throngs of students file through the cafeteria. It was a conglomeration of individual routines that had gone unchanged at the university for more years than could be remembered. Anne’s divorce had been rough, but she knew that going back to college and completing her degree would be just the ticket to get her life back on track. Financially it was hard, But Anne worked long hours and was adjusting nicely. Still there was a monotonous air to her life. School in the mornings, waitressing in the afternoons, gym in the evening. A hectic schedule to be sure, but worth the effort nonetheless. ...

8 8 Tickled to Be Here! by Ty Knott Tickled to Be Here! by Ty Knott The bindings felt soft against your skin. Soft yet unyielding. You tried to look around but you were unable to see under the dark mask that covered your eyes. The bed was comfortable beneath you and you were naked on top of it. You could feel me watching, could hear my breathing quicken as you shifted on the bed testing your bonds. Your body trembled and your own breathing speeded up, as if you had run a race. You had to calm down. You didn’t know exactly what was in store, but for the moment you had to stay calm. You could feel my entire focus on your body and you could see the view you presented from my eyes. Your arms and legs spread out to the four corners of the bed. Your hair spread out against the pillow. Your breasts rising and falling with every breath. Your nipples hardening under my scrutiny. Much to your embarrassment, you could feel your body responding, the wetness between your legs betraying you. ...