Chapter 9
by 
Blood612
Will Mike now surrender?
Not so soon
Mike landed with a thud. "One more, we think"
Original Tale: Bennie's Torment (F/f)
Original Author: milagros317
Original Author: Feb 1, 2003
Original Source; Ticklingforum.com
Thursday evening, January 16, 2003
Bernadette was contemplating a wonderful long weekend. Takisng Friday as a vacation day, and with Monday being a holiday, she could spend four whole days with Katherine. It would be at her parents' house by the lake, in splendid isolation. Most of the houses up there were fit for the spring and summer only, without central heating. But Kathy's parents had constructed a luxurious four-bedroom house there, fit for year-round residency. They were vacationing in the Bahamas, and Kathy, taking a whole week vacation herself, was already at the lake, waiting for her.
As she got into her car, Bennie thought of her lovely girlfriend. They had been an item for two months now. At 28 years of age, in her second year of residency in dermatology at NY Hospital, Kathy was a real beauty. All 150 pounds of her looked great--standing 5'10" tall, she had flaming red hair, sparkling green eyes, a face like a supermodel, but a bust too large to qualify for modeling. For Bennie’s tastes, her best physical features were her fabulous long legs, and her very lovely feet. She knew that She was lucky to be her girlfriend. Her only fault, as far as She could tell, was that she didn't seem to realize how lucky she was to be her girlfriend. Without false modesty--never a problem for Bennie--she knew that She was quite a catch. Also 28, She believed herself to be quite good looking. More important, she was about to become the youngest partner in the history of her law firm, itself one of the largest and most prosperous in Manhattan, specializing in corporate litigation. her partnership should be announced on the first Monday in February, after the semiannual partners' meeting the week before.
Having been to her parents' house by the lake once before, Bennie anticipated four fine days of hot steamy lesbian sex in the master bedroom suite. There was even a hot tub in the bathroom of that suite, for relaxing between bouts, not that an accomplished nympho like Bernadette needed it. Her nipples got hard just thinking about it.
The three hour drive from NY City done, Bennie parked in the driveway and eagerly rang the doorbell at 9pm. Kathy greeted her with a kiss, and told her that dinner was ready and waiting for her.
Not having eaten since noon, Bennie was very hungry, and devoured the meal that Kathy had prepared. She barely noticed that she didn't drink any of the excellent Australian shiraz that she served her. She drank three full glasses of the wine before She began to feel sleepy. Then She dropped off into a deep, **** sleep.
Friday morning, January 17, 2003
Bennie woke up at 8am with a headache. She wanted to rub her forehead, and discovered that She could not move her arms. She opened her eyes, and couldn't believe what She saw. She was in a small bedroom, one that She had never entered on her previous visit to this house. She was lying on a mattress on the floor. her wrists were padlocked into padded cuffs, the cuffs were locked together, and also locked to a brass ring, beyond the top of the mattress. The ring was very sturdy, and screwed into the hardwood floor. Tugging with all of her might had no effect--the ring did not budge or bend. her thumbs were tied together with a small elastic bandage. her elbows were tied towards each other with a larger bandage. her legs were tied together with yet another bandage, just above the knees. her ankles were encased in a padded set of heavy wooden stocks, just beyond the bottom of the mattress. Ten wooden pegs stuck up from the top of the stocks, and all of her toes were tied back to the pegs. All of her clothes were gone, and She was wearing only a diaper. She realized that it was wet.
Bennie was confused and enraged. She began to scream. She screamed and yelled for help, and then cursed Katherine. This produced no effect, except for making her throat hurt after about five minutes. So, she just stayed quiet, furious at her, and waited.
Kathy entered the room at 8:30am, carrying a tray with some food, and Bennie screamed at her.
"What the &%*(%(()*&*^% hell is going on -"
"That will delay your breakfast one hour," she said, interrupting her. "Shut up, and stay that way, if you ever expect to be fed. You can see that you're staying right where you are until I decide to let you go. Not one word from you when I get back, or you just may starve to **** here."
Kathy left the room, putting the tray down near her feet. She could smell the coffee and scrambled eggs, and She salivated. Then She waited, in her wet diaper, for an hour.
She came back at 9:30 as promised, carrying a shopping bag, and She did keep quiet. The coffee was ice cold, but She drank it down, as she propped her head up and held the cup to her lips. She fed her the eggs, also cold, without a word. Then she held up a sex pill in front of her eyes. Her nipples betrayed her by hardening, her large breasts still despite it.
"Now, you can have just what you've been asking for," she said, "so open wide."
She complied, and swallowed the pill with a sip of water that she gave her.
"I'll help the Addyi do its work," she said, as she began to unlace her sneakers.
Very slowly, she pulled off the sneakers, and then took some time in removing her socks. She waggled her very lovely bare soles right in front of her face, while sitting in a chair near the top of the mattress. As she had expected, her nipples resembled gem cutters they were so stiff.
"Time to clean you up," she announced, rising from the chair.
Taking a package of baby wipes from the shopping bag, she removed her diaper and cleaned her up.
"Wetter than usual," she remarked, tapping her gushing entrance, "so I guess the Addyi does work. But, even though you are clearly in the mood for sex, I have something else in mind. And you're in no position to object, are you? Can you guess what I'm going to do to you?"
Bennie said nothing.
"You may speak, indeed you are required to speak, when I ask you a direct question. Go ahead."
Bennie still said nothing.
"I had been planning to start you off with an hour, but now it's going to be two hours," she said, grinning down at her.
"It's something that you hate. It's something that you forbade me to ever do to you again. Tell me what it is, or I'll double the time again. Speak!"
Bennie trembled in her bonds, and answered her in a low voice.
"You're going to tickle me."
"Why, yes," said Kathy in pleased tone, "I am, in fact, going to spend the next two hours tickling you, without pause and without mercy. Although you obviously want something else," she added, again tapping her pussy with one forefinger.
"Remember," she said, "you are not to speak unless asked a question. You may laugh as much as you need to. Just sit tight, and expect to be tickled insane."
Glancing at her watch, Kathy began at her lower rib cage, digging all ten fingers into it. Bennie screamed and laughed, as She thrashed in her bonds. But She could only wiggle a bit from side to side, not escape her dancing fingers, as she moved very slowly upward, digging in all the way. Her breasts jiggled, while her womanhood kept leaking.
When her fingers reached her armpits, She began to howl.
"I'll be back here, it's probably your best spot, but with a surprise," she said, as she began to move back down her ribs.
After reaching her short ribs again, she took some time to tickle her lips, and gave one stroke across her entrance.
"So eager to screw me, aren't you? No way, Bennie-baby, not today. You've been clamoring and nagging for the Addyi, and now you've got it, and you'll get more of it, all day. But I can promise you only frustration and longing, and no relief. All day. It will keep you in a state of frustrated desire, yes it will."
Bennie groaned, her gushing approaching deluge, as she went back to tickling her ribs, leaving the sobbing pussy in the empty air. her face was red, and her laughter was now weak and choked. her wrists ached from tugging at the cuffs, and her ankles from pulling at the stocks.
She got a 30-second pause when Kathy got up to get something from the shopping bag, and She gulped some much needed oxygen. Positioning herself astride her large chest, she gleefully waved two toothbrushes in front of her face.
"Now for some _serious_ work under those arms," she said, smiling at her with a big sadistic grin.
Bennie howled like a banshee as the toothbrushes poked into her sensitive armpits. With new energy, She thrashed so violently that the whole mattress shook. Kathy began to taunt her, as she tickled and tickled.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle. We're only half an hour into your ****, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Such an urgent need to screw me, and no hope of doing it. Tickle, tickle, tickle. The **** sure does its job, keeping your clitty fully erect with no need for me to stroke it. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Your engorged entrance and clit, there, is going to get _no_ attention from me, none. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Just your very sensitive armpits. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And when the whole two hours are up, you'll get another Addyi pill. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Just to keep you in a state of maximum frustration. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Oh, my, your armpits are turning quite red. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I do believe that I am getting to you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. You're in for it now, baby girly wirly! Tickle, tickle, tickle. I didn't realize just how much fun this would be. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Look at your nipples, they are about to burst. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
Kathy kept at her armpits for a full thirty minutes, until She was in the stage of silent laughter, her mouth making agonized laughing motions, but with insufficient breath for any sound. She just quaked and quivered, her throbbing clitty still pointing straight upwards, as she poked the toothbrushes around under her arms.
Bennie got a one minute pause when Kathy was finally done with her armpits, as she went over to get more things from the shopping bag. She sat down on the floor near her feet.
With her ankles in the heavy stocks, and her toes tied back to the pegs, her soles were taut, immobile, and helpless before her. It took her but five minutes of experimenting with the toothbrushes, chopsticks, combs, pens, hairbrushes, and forks to discover the best implement to use on her: The tines of a fork, dragged unpredictably across the balls of her feet, her arches, or her heels, drove her mad.
She had never realized just how ticklish her feet were, she concluded, because She had always been able to kick away from her fingers at the first touch. And, on their third date, She had made clear that she was never to tickle her again. But now, she did realize, her helpless soles were even more ticklish than her armpits. They were more ticklish than she had even imagined possible for an adult. And it was so very _easy_ to keep her in ticklish agony, just slowly gliding two forks, one in each hand, in long, lazy, irregular arcs all over her soles. She soon had her in the stage of silent laughter again, what she now called the jelly state, because She was reduced to a quivering jelly, a blob of ticklish flesh, unable to make a sound, too weak to move much, just her utterly helpless **** victim. With a huge gushing, just standing up tall, ever frustrated. How amusing. She kept her in the jelly state, and began to taunt her again.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle, baby Bennie! Tickle, tickle, tickle on your little feet. You always tease me because my feet, size 10, are just a bit bigger than your size 9. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Now, it's payback time. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Your feet, so little and cute, compared to my big feet, turn out to be very ticklish indeed. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I can't believe how ticklish your feet are, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. So they're really going to get it, now. Tickle, tickle, tickle. No mercy, no stopping. Tickle, tickle, tickle. My, that Addyi does do its job. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Such a wet and stiff clitty witty, and no-one to touch it. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Just sexual frustration for you, and 'de agony of de feet.' Hah, I made a pun. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Poor ticklish little Bennie. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Forty minutes left, and I'll spend all of it on your super ticklish soles. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
Bennie thought She would die, and wished She would faint, but the tickling went on and on. Every minute seemed like forever to her, as her diaphragm now ached from laughing so much, and her sexual frustration continued with no relief. Her nipples and clit felt like they would burst.
Friday afternoon and evening, January 17, 2003
At long last Katherine glanced at her watch, and put down the two forks. She waited a minute, as She kept quivering and crying, until she was sure that She had realized that she had stopped tickling her soles.
"It's noon," she announced, "and your two hour tickling session is over. Time for more Addyi now."
She got up and got another pill, and poured mineral water from a bottle into a glass. Bennie swallowed the pill that she put in her mouth, although her still full gushing belied the need for more of the ****.
"And now," said Kathy, "I do believe that I'll postpone your lunch, and just tickle your feet for another hour. It was so much fun!"
"No!" said Bennies, in a panic, momentarily forgetting her orders to her.
"You're not allowed to speak, baby," said Kathy firmly, "so just for that, I'll make it two hours. Each word that you utter will double it again, smart-ass."
Ben remained in silent despair, as she sat again by her feet, and glanced at her watch. She once again began to trace furrows in her helpless soles with the two forks, as She howled and tugged helplessly at her bonds.
Inside of twenty minutes, her laughter and her struggles became weaker and weaker. In ten more minutes, She was again just a mass of ticklish jelly, laughing silently, unable to escape the forks, which she carefully traced over her reddening soles. She began to taunt her again.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle, Bennie-baby. I've got you right on the edge, just barely able to breathe. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And that's just where I'm going to keep you--conscious and suffering, in tickle hell, erect and frustrated, for two full hours. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Part of the fun is knowing that you hate it, that you can't stand it, but that there's nothing you can do about it. Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle."
Kathy, never missing a stroke with the forks, swung one leg up and poked her pussy with her big toe. She retracted her leg, and resumed taunting her.
"Such a big gushing! Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. It amuses me that you're sexually aroused, but totally frustrated, it truly does. Tickle, tickle, tickle. You're so arrogant--you think that you're God's gift to women. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Let me clue you in on something, Bennie-baby. I've never been promiscuous, I've had only five sexual partners in my life. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And you are, by far, the most selfish, unobservant, ineffectual lover of all five. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And the only one who's _never_ given me an orgasm. My first real girlfriend, Tammy, who was a 19-year-old virgin at the time, was a more satisfying lover than you are! Tickle, tickle, tickle. So you deserve this, being tickled, which you hate, and your nipples and clitty being kept constantly erect, with not even the hope of any satisfaction. Tickle, tickle, tickle. It's going to be a very long weekend for you, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And if you think that you're suffering today, I can promise you that it will be worse for you tomorrow. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
Bennie thought that She would go insane, that She couldn't possibly stand it, but it went on and on, with no relief. The maddening sensations went on and on, and She was wet with sweat and tears. her bladder was also becoming painful, but with a leaking, close to bursting pussy , she knew She couldn't urinate. Every minute seemed eternal to her, as Kathy, no longer speaking to her, just hummed to herself as she tickled and tickled her now red soles.
Kathy was so happy tormenting Bennie and watching her suffer, and so intent on keeping her in the jelly state, that she lost all track of time, and went well past the promised two hours. Finally, she looked at her watch, and stopped moving the two forks.
"Goodness, it's already three o'clock, and you haven't had your next pill, or lunch yet. I'd better get the bedpan first, though."
She dropped the forks, and left the room, as Bennie gasped and gasped.
Returning with a lunch tray and the bedpan, she first slid it under her, and then grabbed her pussy. A few tickles and Bennie shrieked released a weak stream, and emptied her bladder.
Kathy carried the bedpan out of the room, and Bennie could hear her dump it and flush the toilet, in the bathroom in the hall nearby. She returned and fed her two sandwiches, and then ate two herself. She gave her another Addyi pill to swallow, and then sat in the chair neaar the top of the mattress. She positioned the sole of her right foot directly on her nose.
"Keep still, or you'll regret it," she said, alternately flexing and pointing her toes, as She stared and stared at her soles, and her pussy once again stood straight up.
"Poor Bennie-baby, you can only look and remember. I'll never let you touch my feet again. Never. But you've rested long enough. It's time to do some serious upper body tickling now."
Getting the two toothbrushes again, she sat on the floor near her chest, and began to poke both of her armpits. As She shrieked and squirmed, she decided to taunt her again.
"Tickle, tickle, tickle. Your armpits are quite sensitive, judging from your screaming laughter. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Still sore from this morning, aren't they? Tickle, tickle, tickle. Too bad, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Your clitty still erect and frustrated, tied and tickled. And tickled, and tickled even more."
Putting down the toothbrushes, Kathy began to dig her fingernails into her collarbones.
"Oh, wow, you're really ticklish on the collarbones! Who knew? Tickle, tickle, tickle. I just tried it because my sister is very ticklish there. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I seem to have struck gold. Tickle, tickle, tickle. You never let me explore your body for more ticklish spots. Tickle, tickle, tickle. So now I will. Dinner won't be served for several hours, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
She reached down and poked her armpits with her nails. The reaction was less than she had hoped for.
"You need to be blindfolded," Kathy said, "so you can't anticipate where I'll tickle you next."
She got up and took a leather blindfold, which had large padded eyepatches, from the shopping bag, and she strapped it onto Bennie. Then she began to tickle all over her upper body, attacking her belly, her ribs, her armpits, her neck, and her collarbones, in random order, so She didn't know where it would come next.
This proved very effective. She jerked in her bonds at each new attack, and soon was once again reduced to the jelly state, unable to make a sound, with her mouth making laughing motions. She continued relentlessly, with only a brief pause at 6pm, to give her another dose of Addyi, and ensure that her gushing would stand undiminished during the tickle ****.
Tired herself by 7:30pm, Kathy went to eat her dinner, leaving her gasping on the mattress, with her gushing still pointing at the ceiling. She returned with the bedpan at 8pm, and, after She managed to urinate through a partial gushing, made her swallow another Addyi. Then she fed her three slices of microwave pizza, and sat down by her feet.
"I'll leave the blindfold on--you're going to sleep in it anyway," she said, picking up the forks.
She attacked her **** soles without warning. She screamed, and laughed, and kept laughing, soon uncontrollably.
"It was quite tiring, jumping all around, tickling you from the waist to the neck. So now I'll just rest here, at your tender little soles, just rest up, as I torment you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Over three hours until I allow you to sleep. Tickle, tickle tickle. Endless tickling for you, Bennie-baby, and no end to your sexual frustration. Tickle, tickle, tickle. It warms my heart to see your pussy leaking juices, always erect, and never to get satisfaction. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Because of the Addyi, I don't even have to stroke your clitty witty to keep you erect. Tickle, tickle, tickle. So I'm going to keep you in just this state. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Endless tickling, and you just can't 'get no satisfaction.' Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle."
Kathy began to hum that song to herself, and kept on plowing furrows with both forks. At midnight, she had her use the bedpan, gave her another Addyi pill, put a new diaper on her, and left her to sleep.
Saturday, January 18, 2003
Bennie woke up at 7am, and She ached all over from the previous day's tickling ordeal. Still blindfolded and bound, She had no idea what time it was. She was grateful not to have the painfully juice filled pussy that She had gone to sleep with. She urinated into her diaper, not having any idea when Kathy would come to allow her to use the bedpan. Despite the discomfort of the wet diaper, She drifted back into a fitful sleep.
Bennie was reawakened at 9am by a brutal two-minute tickling of her armpits, making her breasts jiggle.
"Open wide," She heard Kathy say, and She obeyed.
As expected, She felt a pill being placed on her tongue, another Addyi from the taste of it, and She swallowed when given a sip of water.
"For your own sake, I'm glad that you remembered not to talk," said Kathy, "because I'm sick and tired of your arrogance, your boasting, and your complaining. So even one word from you will be severely punished. I've already eaten my breakfast, and yours is not a priority right now."
With no further talk, she sat down near her feet, and began to run the forks all over her soles, plowing parallel furrows again on her heels, arches, and the balls of her feet. Knowing her most sensitive spots from the day before, she concentrated on them most effectively. Withing twenty minutes, She was just a quivering mass of flesh, unable to laugh out loud, and fervently wishing to faint.
"These stocks are so useful," said Kathy, "well-padded, so your ankles shouldn't be bruised, but are kept from moving. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And what a great feature those ten pegs are. Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. With your toes all tied back, your ever-so-sensitive soles are totally ****, totally at my disposal. Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle. So hunker down for a _long_ session, Bennie. Tickle, tickle, tickle. I haven't decided how long yet, but here's a clue: You'll know that the first two hours have gone by when I stop to give you another dose of Addyi. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And that will be only a pause. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Because I want you to be fully erect, with no satisfaction, all day long. Just like you were yesterday. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And there's nothing you can do about it! Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle."
Bennie's torment went on and on, but She never did faint. Kathy kept her on the edge, squirming in the jelly state for the full two hours. At 11am, as promised, she paused to give her another pill. Then she proceeded to tickle her ribs and armpits for a full hour, humming 'I Can't Get No Satisfaction' while gleefully observing her constant gushing and leaking.
She finally stopped tickling her at noon, leaving the room without a word. Her lovely bare feet made almost no sound on the carpeting as she walked out.
Having eaten her own lunch, she returned at 12:30 with a meal for her--the first food for her since dinner the night before. It was a three egg ham and cheese omelette. She ate it greedily, as she fed her, wise enough not to speak, with no complaint that She was still bound and blindfolded.
After the meal, she gave her a sponge bath, telling her that She stank. She allowed her to use the bedpan, and then gave her another does of Addyi. At 1pm, just as She feared, she sat down near the stocks, and began to tickle her helpless soles with the forks. In short order, She was once again reduced to a quivering mass of flesh, laughing silently, unable to utter a sound.
Then, in the midst of her agony, something incredible happened. While the relentless tickling of her soles continued, a second pair of hands began to tickle her collarbones. Then a third pair of hands dug into her armpits, a fourth pair tickled her ribs and belly, and a fifth pair tickled behind her knees. The overload of sensation was too much for her in her weak state, and She fainted dead away.
She woke up, not knowing how long She had been ****, and not able to see if the four extra ticklers were still in the room, or if Kathy was there herself. Nobody was touching her, and She decided to take a gamble.
"Help me," She said, "whoever you are, please. I don't know what Kathy told you, but this is _not_ consensual. This is not some sex game. This is unlawful imprisonment and aggravated ****. Please help me now, call the police, and I assure you that only Kathy will be prosecuted. Please I’m begging you, Please help ... "
She stopped talking when She heard many women all laughing at her. Kathy spoke to her.
"Do you think that I'm so stupid as to invite potential allies of yours here? You _will_ be severely punished for speaking. That will come later. For now, open wide."
She did so, expecting a Addyi pill, but Kathy stuffed one of her dirty athletic socks into her mouth, making sure that the grimy sole was wrapped around her tongue. She tied it in place with an elastic bandage around her head and between her teeth. Tears fell down her face.s
"Now you can only listen. I have a tape for you to hear. You didn't know it at the time, but I recorded our dinner conversation on Thursday night. You didn't notice the recorder under the table. You just ate like a pig, drank the **** wine, and kept talking. Here's the tape."
After a click, Bennie heard her own voice on the tape, and then Kathy's:
B: "I really got a lot of work done today. So I won't have to do any office work here, thank God."
K: "Oh, then you didn't spend the whole day flirting with the sexy paralegals in your office?"
B: "Sexy paralegals? Are you joking? Harriet was working with me today. She's as plain as they come. Not downright ugly, but just plain, with no figure, no bosom to speak of, in her mid-30's. She's more likely to win the lottery and be struck by lightning on the same day than to find a spouse. Not to mention the ugly cow is straights."
K: "Isn't there a tall blonde among the paralegals? I have picked you up at your office, remember."
B: "Oh, you mean Jane. She wasn't in today. She's blonde alright, I'll grant that, but she's a freak. I mean, a woman who stands 6'8" tall in her bare feet is a freak of nature. And what gigantic feet! I mean, yours are lovely, but perhaps just a tiny bit large. Hers are huge, just huge, and ugly besides. She has the bad taste to wear sandals in the summer, so I know. And she's the stereotypical dumb blonde, too. 20 years old, and she got the training as a paralegal after she flunked out of college. She is no genius like a woman like us."
K: "But I've seen one real beauty at your office myself. Her name was Alice. You can't deny that she has a pretty face and a stunning figure, can you?"
B: "Alice. Yes, she's got the face and body, and she's young, too, in her mid-20's. But she's even more stupid than Jane, which is saying a lot. She can't do anything right. And she's the office skank. Besides babe, why would I want a brain dead bimbo like her, when a Queen like you is waiting for me."
K: "Office skank? Her? She looks so innocent."
B: "Yeah, she looks innocent, but she's screwed every unmarried partner in the firm, woman or man. She's at our firm just to snag a rich spouse, but who would want to marry a dumb slut like her?"
Ben heard a click as Kathy shut off the tape. She was covered with cold sweat, and trembling. She knew what was coming. She felt the blindfold being removed. She blinked as the light hurt her eyes. They adjusted, and She saw who was standing over her. her heart sank, and She actually began to cry harder.
Barbara, Kathy's younger sister, spoke to her.
"I gave these three women a ride here from the city this morning. Speaking with them on the way here, it was clear that they didn't like you much. It seems that you yell at the paralegals all the time, blame them for things that aren't their fault, and generally treat them like servants. But now that they've heard that tape, well, I don't think that they like you at all, not one little bit."
Harriet, Jane, and Alice smiled down at her in sadistic glee, as She continued to sob. Barbara left the room, remarking that she had to get back to the computer in the study. The other four women took up positions at her feet, ribs, collarbones, and underarms.
"Don't be such a baby," said Kathy, "stop your crying. They've all promised to abide by my rules, and one rule is not to leave any marks on you. So you'll get endless tickle ****, from all of us."
She patted her tenderly on the cheek. Then she spoke to the three paralegals.
"The idea is to drive her mad, absolutely insane, but not to let her faint again," said Kathy, "so follow my lead in when to slow up and keep her awake."
They all began to tickle her again. They were relentless, and had her on the edge of fainting in just a few minutes. But they carefully followed Kathy's direction, and did not allow her the relief of unconsciousness.
Bennie was crying again, but now it was from laughing so hard. The filthy sock in her mouth was now soaked with her saliva, as all four of them continued to tickle and tickle. Harriet was running the forks, ever so intensely, all over her soles. Alice, who played the piano, was treating her rib cage as if it were a keyboard. Kathy was poking her underarms with the toothbrushes. Jane, digging her nails into her collarbones, looked into her eyes and spoke to her as she tickled.
"A freak of nature, am I? You're a real bitch, Bennie, and you're in for it now. Tickle, tickle, tickle. God made a giant with giant feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle. If that's not to your liking, then you can climb up on a stool, and kiss my ass! Tickle, tickle, tickle. Actually, I have a better idea. From now on, all of your food will be licked from my bare feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Yes, that's a fitting punishment for your nasty remarks. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Is that alright, Kathy?"
"Sure, Jane, we can do that," said Kathy, "We'll just feed her stuff like peanut butter that can be spread on your soles. And she'll have to thank you for the privilege, too. But now she's overdue for another Addyi."
"But her slutty, little clit hasn't changed since we got here," said Alice, "why another dose? She's fully, ummm, engorged now."
"I want to be sure that She stays that way, with no satisfaction possible," said Kathy.
They all laughed at her, and Alice gave her pussy one stroke.
As the three paralegals continued to tickle her, Kathy untied the bandage around her head, and removed the sodden sock from her mouth. She left the room and came back with a bottle of water and the pill. They stopped tickling her just long enough for her to make her swallow the Addyi. Then they rotated positions, to each get to a different body part, and resumed her tickle ****.
Bennie was going mad, unable to breathe well, unable to think clearly, unable to do anything but suffer, as eight hands tickled and tickled her, without any mercy. It went on for hours, but each minute again seemed like forever to Bennie, as they tickled and tickled and tickled.
Barbara came back into the room, holding a digital camera.
"I succeeded," she said, and the other women all stopped tickling Bennie and moved away from her.
Gratified for the relief, She barely noticed that Barbara snapped a few pictures from close range, and She was too far gone mentally to wonder why she wanted the photos, or what was the meaning of her statement. She left with the camera. She certainly did notice when the four others resumed tickling her. This time Kathy dug her nails into the ball of her left foot, Alice dragged both forks along the sole of her right foot, Jane poked the toothbrushes into her armpits, and Harriet tickled her collarbones with both hands.
Twenty minutes later, Barbara returned to the bedroom, and She have five tormentors--she attacked her ribs with gusto, and began to count them.
"One. Tickle, tickle, tickle. You have one big mouth, Bennie, and it sure has made these women angry. Two. Tickle, tickle, tickle. You are just a wittle twicwish bitch. Three. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Your three coworkers here are out for ****, and they are going to get it, too. Four. Tickle, tickle, tickle. This four-day weekend that you took is going to be no fun for you at all, is it? Five. Tickle, tickle, tickle. The five of us are going to tickle you into madness. We're going to tickle you insane. Six. Tickle, tickle, tickle. It's almost six o'clock now, when you'll get a one minute rest to swallow your next dose of Addyi. We do want you always erect. Seven. Tickle, tickle, tickle. From now on, you'll spend seven days a week regreting how badly you treated my sister. Eight. Tickle, tickle, tickle. The forks that Alice is using have a total of eight tines now scraping your sole. How does it feel? Nine. Tickle, tickle, tickle. If you were a cat, we'd tickle you to **** nine times, instead of just once. Ten. Tickle, tickle, tickle. All ten of your toes are tied back, which makes your very sensitive soles very **** indeed. Eleven. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Damn. I can't think of a good saying for eleven, so I'll just have to go back to one, and start over."
Suiting her actions to her words, Barbara moved her fingers from her 11th pair of ribs, near her armpits, back down to her first pair, near her belly.
"One," she said. "Tickle, tickle, tickle. You have one big mouth, Bennie, and it's gotten into a heap of trouble. Two. Tickle, tickle, tickle. ..."
It was almost 7pm when Barbara got up to her 11th pair of ribs for the fourth time, and they decided to give her her pill, and also her dinner.
With joy on her face, Jane removed her boots and socks, and sat in the chair near the top of the mattress. She thoroughly covered her large soles with peanut butter.
"Lick," she commanded, "lick off every speck!"
Bennie licked and licked, slurping off the peanut butter, making sure that her left foot was clean of the sticky stuff, including her toes, which She sucked. As She began licking Jane's right foot, Alice left the room with an evil grin on her face. She licked Jane's right sole and sucked her toes, until she was satisfied that it was spotless. But she had smeared more peanut butter on her left foot while She was cleaning the right, and She had to start all over again. Amusing herself and prolonging her humiliation, she made her lick each foot three separate times. When Jane was finally satisfied, she spoke to her.
"What do you have to say to me, Bennie?"
Remembering what Kathy had said earlier, Bennie knew what to say.
"Thank you for the privilege of licking my dinner from your feet." She replied, tears flowing openly.
The women laughed at this, and She saw Alice grinning down at her.
"You need something to wash that down with," she said, producing an eight-ounce glass, slightly more than half full of her urine.
"So I'm a skank and a slut, am I? You shouldn't have believed all of the partners' boasting. They lie about me. You'll drink my piss as a punishment, and you'll drink it at every meal!"
"You'd better do it," said Kathy, "or I'll cancel that rule about no marks on you."
As all of the other women hooted in derision, Alice put the glass to her lips, and She drank every last drop.
"Thank you for the privilege of drinking your piss," She managed to say, through her bawling.
The women all laughed at her again, and told her that they would eat their own dinners in shifts, so that at least three of them would be tickling her at all times, until midnight.
Harriet and Alice went to eat first, and the other three all began to tickle her again. Good to their word, they kept her in agony, laughing uncontrollably, with her stiff nipples pointed upwards, and no satisfaction, until midnight. She again wished to faint, but they were too careful for that, and kept her awake and suffering.
At midnight, they put the blindfold back on her, and also a new diaper. They had her swallow one more dose of Addyi, so She would have to try to sleep with her pussy moist and oozing juices.
Sunday, January 19, 2003
Bennie was awoken at 8am by Jane and Alice. Jane had her swallow her first Addyi of the day, took off her disposable diaper, and wiped her off. Then she sat in the chair, smeared her soles with cold oatmeal, and ordered her to lick it off. As She licked and licked Jane's soles, and sucked on her toes, Alice reminded her just what She would have to drink afterwards.
"I peed quite a lot when I first woke up," she said, "and I had two cups of coffee at breakfast, with a very tall glass of orange juice. So there's a _lot_ more to come."
She laughed, and left the room. Jane smeared more oatmeal on her soles, and had Bennie start licking all over again. It was nearly 9am when she was satisfied that She had sufficiently worshipped her feet, and allowed her to stop licking. She spoke without prompting.
"Thank you so much for the privilege of licking your feet."
Jane left the room to get Alice, and returned with all four of the other women--they were all done with breakfast. Alice, grinning, had two 8-ounce glasses in her hands. One was nearly full of her urine, and the other half full. All the women watched as Bennie drank it all down, Alice holding the glasses for her. She had barely swallowed the last sip, when Kathy barked at her.
"What do you have to say to her, Ben? We don't have all day to wait for you to speak."
"Thank you so much for giving me your piss to drink, Alice," She said, with what She hoped was a sincere tone.
"You're learning to be polite," said Kathy, "but next time, you'll address her as 'Ms. Alice,' and similarly for the rest of us."
Jane and Harriet picked up two forks each, and sat down near her feet. Barbara got in position to tickle her knees and thighs, and Alice sat next to her rib cage. At Kathy's nod, the four of them began to tickle her.
Kathy just watched as they tickled and tickled, enjoying the sight of Bennie’s uncontrollable laughter, her weakening struggles, and her large helpless nipples, bobbing in the empty air, unsatisfied.
After half an hour, Bennie was reduced to the jelly state, just a quaking mass of ticklish flesh, her soles twitching helplessly as the four forks scraped over them, her knees quivering as ten fingers dug in behind them, and her ribs being treated as a piano keyboard by Alice's talented fingers.
Kathy now stood over her head, looking down into her face. She was frowning.
"I've already described to you, Bennie-baby, how inadequate you were as my lover. But maybe that wasn't your fault, maybe you're just totally inept and untalented at screwing."
The other four laughed uproariously at this, but never stopped tickling her.
"Here's what _was_ your fault--entirely your fault, due to your **** selfishness: You were never willing to give me oral sex. Never. Not even after I gave you what you yourself called 'the best pussysuck I ever had.' Your outright refused to reciprocate. 'I just don't do that,' you said. Well, guess what, Bennie-baby? Now, you do do that. Now, you're going to give me head."
Kathy, already barefoot, took off her blue jeans, and then her panties. She first sat on her chest, her legs extended past the top of the mattress. Then she moved forward, and sat on her face, smothering her mouth with her genitals.
"They're going to keep tickling you, without any pause, and you're going to give me five orgasms. Do you hear me? Five! Until I come for the fifth time, I'm going to sit right here. You're going to be tickled insane, while you give me pleasure with your tongue. If you suffocate, then we'll just bury you in the backyard. Lick away, Bennie-baby!"
Bennie was indeed having trouble breathing, but She tried to concentrate on the job at hand, or rather, at tongue. her poor tongue was already sore from licking Jane's large soles so much, but She licked and licked Kathy's clitoris, and the surrounding area, for all She was worth. The minutes passed.
"Yes, that's one! See, you can do it if you try hard enough."
Ben had felt the extra fluid dribble down her chin and onto her neck. She just kept licking, hoping for another climax for her.
It wasn't until 10:30am that Kathy called out, "That's two!"
The other women sometimes took a bathroom break, but only one at a time, so there were always at least three ticklers attacking her. She struggled to keep licking, but She really was barely able to breathe.
"Damn! I think she's fainted," said Kathy at 11am, still waiting for the third climax.
She got off of her, and stood up, apparently unphased by her nudity in front of the others.
"I don't really want to bury her in the backyard, so let her breathe, and we may as well give her another Addyi. She needs to be kept in utter frustration."
In five minutes She woke up, and was **** to swallow another pill, with another glass of Alice's urine. She hadn't even had time to open her mouth to thank her, when Kathy kicked her in the neck, and pointed to her.
"Thank you ever so much for allowing me to drink your piss, Ms. Alice," said Ben, "it was a great honor."
"You are to give thanks promptly, or I will kick you again, harder each time I need to do it," said Kathy, "and I do believe that you still owe me three orgasms."
She resumed her position sitting on her face, and the four others resumed tickling her, with zeal. The break had given Bennie new energy, and She used it to lick with vigor. In just ten minutes, Kathy called out again.
"Three! Very nice, that was the best one yet. Actually, the sight of her degradation had me all excited before I even sat down again. It is so amusing to train her and punish her, I just love it."
The tickling was driving Bennie mad, and her lips ached from the endless unsatisfied leaking and juices inside her that She had. But She desperately kept licking, in the hope that She would get a lunch break if She succeeded in giving Kathy two more climaxes. Thirty more minutes passed.
"Four," Kathy said, "but that one wasn't so great. I'll be honest, though, it was an orgasm, so it has to be counted. Four. Only one to go, Bennie-baby, so go for it!"
But She was exhausted, and barely able to lick at all. She had given up, and was really just waiting to faint again, hoping for it. Kathy grabbed her hair, and firmly yanked her head against herself.
"Oh, no, baby, no more breaks for you," she said. "Either you get me off one more time, or be smothered right here."
At this warning, Bennie began to lick again, in a panic, and kept at it. She licked and licked, and it seemed to go on forever. At 12:15pm, Kathy finally spoke again.
"Five! She did it, good, how fitting that she's finally given me some pleasure, while totally aroused and frustrated herself."
Kathy got up, and, picking up her clothes on the way out of the room, went to the bathroom to clean herself up and get dressed again. Bennie had expected a lunch break, but the four ticklers just kept right on going. Harriet began to taunt her.
"You thought we would stop, didn't you? Tickle, tickle, tickle. We don't want to. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Because it's so much fun to tickle you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. We want to tickle you to ****. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Because that's what you deserve. Tickle, tickle, tickle. So you're lucky that Kathy won't let us go that far. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Jane and I have been talking, while we scratched your soles bright red with the forks. Tickle, tickle, tickle. She's going to let me feed you lunch, off my bare soles. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And Alice said that you'll drink my piss after lunch. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Just so I can be part of your degradation. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Isn't that sweet of them? Tickle, tickle, tickle. You said such nasty things about me! Tickle, tickle, tickle. But lunch time is not now, no. I think that you need at least another hour of tickling before lunch. Tickle, tickle, tickle. At least!"
Kathy returned, and joined them, tickling her collarbones with all ten fingers. They were all having so much fun that they tickled her senseless, and didn't stop until 2:30pm.
Harriet sat in the chair at the head of the mattress and removed her boots and socks. Jane handed her the jar of peanut butter, and Harriet spread it all over her soles, and between her toes. She stuck one foot on Bennie’s mouth, and She began to lick the sole. The other women all went to eat their own lunch.
When they returned, half an hour later, Bennie was licking her right sole clean as she applied more peanut butter to her left sole.
"This is quite pleasant," she told them, "very degrading for her, I like the idea of it, and the symbolism, but also pleasurable for me. I mean physically, I love the feel of her wet, soft tongue on my soles, and between my toes."
Satisfied that her right sole was again clean, Harriet switched feet. When Bennie had thoroughly licked the left sole clean again, she very reluctantly got up, and padded to the bathroom in her bare feet.
She returned with a full cup of urine, and Kathy handed her a Addyi pill to give to Bennie. This time, Bennie spoke very quickly after finishing the urine in the glass.
"Thank you ever so much, Ms. Harriet, both for allowing me to lick your feet, and for giving me your piss to drink. It was a great honor."
Harriet planted one foot, in a triumphant pose, on her chest. She pressed down hard. Then she answered her.
"You're welcome, worm. If you'd always been so polite, then we wouldn't hate you so much."
Harriet went off to finally have her own lunch, while the others took up positions at Bennie’s feet, armpits, and ribs.
"It's a return to tickle hell for you, Bennie-baby," said Barbara, as they all began to tickle her.
"Yes," said Kathy, "and we all had late lunches, so dinner time will be 8pm. Tickle, tickle, tickle. More than four hours from now, and all that time you'll be our tickle toy, Bennie-baby. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Are you having fun yet? Tickle, tickle, tickle. You'll get no rest from us, no mercy. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Are you beginning to realize that we're through as a couple? Tickle, tickle, tickle. And after dinner, my dear sister has a surprise for you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Here's a hint: You won't like it. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Such a ticklish baby girly wirly! Tickle, tickle, tickle. Now I know why you forbade me to tickle you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. Because you are _so_ ticklish. Tickle, tickle, tickle. This must really be hell for you. Tickle, tickle, tickle. And it's going to stay that way. Tickle, tickle, tickle."
Twenty minutes later, things got worse for Bennie, as Harriet returned and immediately attacked her collarbones. her torment went on and on, hour after hour, as the afternoon passed into the evening.
At twenty minutes to eight, Alice went off to microwave their dinners, returning at 8pm with Jane's dinner on a tray. Jane sat down in the chair, and smeared her soles with peanut butter. She began to eat from the tray as Bennie began to lick and lick.
The other women left to eat in the dining room. They had wine with their meal, and chatted. It was nearly 9pm when they all returned to the guest bedroom. Jane was standing on Bennie, with one foot planted on her large chest, and the other across both of her thighs.
"Trampling her is quite amusing, I'm glad you did it earlier, Harriet," she said, grinning. "It does take some balance to stand on her with both feet, and I'm sure it's quite painful for her. After She had licked my soles clean twice each, and sucked all of my toes, I decided to crush her like this. My having such big feet is to her advantage now, it spreads out my weight."
They all laughed at the sight of her, barely able to breathe with her size 14 foot pressing down on her chest.
"What do you have to say about Jane's feet now, Bennie-baby?" asked Kathy. "Make it good, if she isn't satisfied with your statement, I can promise you that payment will come out of your hide."
"I am very, very sorry that I criticized your most lovely feet, Ms. Jane," said Ben. "I do apologize most humbly, and beg for your forgiveness. Your feet are very beautiful indeed, and it has been a great privilege to lick them, a very great privilege. And it is a joy to be trampled by them, and most fitting, because I deserve it."
"Are you satisfied, Jane?" asked Kathy, handing her a kitchen knife, "or would you like to take some vengeance out of her hide?"
"I guess that was ... just barely adequate, for an apology," said Jane, handing the knife back to Kathy.
Jane finally stepped off of her, and Bennie breathed a sigh of relief.
Kathy handed another Addyi pill to Alice, who put it in Bennie’s mouth. She cheerfully produced two 8-ounce glasses, both nearly full of her urine.
"I had two glasses of wine, and lots of water, too," she explained.
The women laughed as Bennie drank every last drop.
"Thank you very much for allowing me to drink your piss, Ms. Alice," She said quickly. "I am deeply honored."
"You're welcome, worm," said Alice, and put her foot on her chest, and then pressed down hard.
"Why don't you all trample her, while I get the surprise," said Barbara, as she left the room.
Alice kept her left foot on Bennie’s chest, and Jane put her right foot on the other side of her chest. Kathy put one foot on her left thigh, and Harriet one foot on her right thigh. They all pressed harder and harder, until She groaned in pain. They then eased up a little, and waited until Barbara returned.
"Very amusing," said Barbara, at the sight of all of them trampling her.
She sat down in the chair at the head of the mattress, put her own bare left foot on her forehead, and addressed her.
"Greetings, Ben, or should I call you 'Rover 1940 dash 25 dash 6'?"
She laughed as She gasped in horror.
"It wasn't hard to crack your password, not hard at all. I had the advantage of my sister writing down all the names, dates, and places that she knew you thought were important. So your password just turned out to be the name of the dog that you loved as a child, and a version of your father's birthday, written backwards. A pretty lame password for a big shot lawyer to use at her workplace. My fellow computer science majors at Smith College would be ashamed of me--it took me 40 minutes to crack your password, and log into your account remotely. Be that as it may, I _did_ log in as you, Ben. As far as the computer network at your firm was concerned, you logged in from this location, Ben. Would you like to see the email that I sent, from your own account at your own firm, to all of the female employees there? I do mean all, from the women senior partners down to the young woman who sorts the mail."
Barbara then removed her foot from Bennie’s head, and held a sheet of paper in front of her eyes. It was a close-up of Bennie’s erect pussy and her clit and it included the distinctive strawberry birthmark on her right thigh. It did not show any of the bondage that She was in. The text, below the photo said this:
"See what I've got!!! You can have some--call me at 212-555-3141. Sent to you by: The World's Greatest Lover, Queen Bernadette the First"
The phone number was her private line at the firm, the one that rang directly on her desk. Only the most important clients were supposed to have that number. Of course, She realized, Kathy knew that number.
"Oh," added Barbara, "did I mention that I also sent this email to every client in your email address book? Male and female both. The three paralegals here will all file for arbitration for the sexual harrassment that you've committed against them, and I'm sure that many of the other women at the firm will do so, too."
"Yes, yes, yes!" said Alice, and Jane and Harriet made similar exclamations.
"The sexual harrassment," said Kathy, taking over the narrative from her sister, "will give them the excuse to fire you. The angry clients will demand that you be fired. And I suspect that the angriest will some of the older female clients, who might just be a bit homophobic. They'll be highly offended at what you've offered them some of."
She laughed at the thought, and then went on.
"If you try to say that you didn't send the emails, well, keeping your password secret is your responsibility. And both Barbara and I are prepared to testify that you went into the study in this house, quite drunk as a matter of fact, and stayed at the computer for hours. Your goose is cooked, Bennie-baby."
Ben realized that this was true, and began to cry, and then sob uncontrollably. All five women laughed and laughed at her. Alice gave her erect clitty one stroke, and remarked that Addyi certainly did its job well.
They all took their feet off of her, sat down on the floor, and began to tickle her furiously. Kathy looked at her watch.
"Almost 10pm already. But, then, tomorrow is Martin Luther King, Junior's birthday, and none of us has to go to work. So let's give her a really brutal four-hour tickle **** session, to celebrate her coming unemployment."
And so they did, with only a brief pause at midnight, to give her more Addyi, and keep her in an erect but frustrated state.
The women all slept late, waking up between 10 and 11am. They drifted into the dining room for brunch. They took their time, having second cups of coffee, and recounting how much fun it had been, tickling Bennie to within an iota of fainting, but keeping her awake and suffering, until 2am.
Finally, at 12:30, they packed all of their things, put them in the trunk of Kathy's car, and then went to look in on Bennie.
They found her as they had left her, lying on the mattress in bondage, blindfolded and diapered, and gagged, with one of Kathy's dirty athletic socks in her mouth, sealed in by duct tape.
"Are you hungry, Bennie-baby?" asked Kathy.
She nodded yes, unable to speak.
"Too bad," she said, "because none of us wants your foul tongue on our lovely soles today, and that is the only way you're allowed to eat here."
The women all laughed at her.
"But we will let you have a drink," said Barbara, "in fact, we'll insist on your having quite a lot to drink."
Kathy removed the duct tape and took out the gag. Then she gave her a Addyi pill, with a sip of water.
"That's the only water that you'll get," said Jane, "because we've prepared a special pitcher for you. Drink slowly now, small sips. And God help you if you spit any out. Swallow all that we give you, or I will really hurt you. Badly. And Kathy will let me do it. So drink every drop."
Bennie could hear a glass being filled, by pouring, presumably from that pitcher. The glass was held to her lips, and She took a small sip. It was ghastly. Clearly it was mostly urine, but there was quite a bit of **** in it as well. They all laughed as She finished the first glass.
"It's three parts vodka to seven parts piss," said Kathy, "100 proof vodka, that is. That makes it 15% ****, a little stronger than wine. All five of us pissed in the pitcher this morning, and again after breakfast. Keep drinking, we want you quite intoxicated today."
Bennie kept drinking, glass after glass, as Jane kept refilling the glass from the pitcher. She soon became quite drunk. She lost count of how many glasses She had consumed, and She urinated into her diaper. Jane made her drink more and more. Finally, She was so drunk that She passed out, **** in a drunken stupor.
She didn't notice when they removed her diaper and cleaned her up. She didn't notice when they removed all of the elastic bandages, unlocked the stocks and the wrist cuffs, and left her lying there in only a blindfold.
She was still **** when they carried her to her own car, and tossed her down on the back seat, wrapped in a blanket, naked and blindfolded. They threw one set of her clothes, and her wallet, on the floor of the back seat. The rest of her luggage, they put into the trunk.
Jane sat next to her, with one leg over her, keeping her from rolling off the seat. Barbara drove the car, and Kathy drove her own car, following Barbara, with Harriet and Alice as her passengers.
An hour later, on a rural stretch of road with no houses, Barbara pulled off the road, onto some grass, and gently rolled the car into a tree. She and Jane carried Bennie to the driver's seat, poured some straight vodka down her throat, and some all over her. They tossed the empty bottle on the floor near her feet, and belted her in. She groaned, and vomitted, but they got out of the way in time and were not soiled. They took off the blindfold and left her, naked, with the gear shift in 'Park', the engine running, and the heater going full blast.
Then Barbara and Jane got into Kathy's car, joining the other three women. They began the long ride back to NY City, stopping at a pay phone thirty minutes later. They made an anonymous report to the police station of the town where they had left Ben. They said that they had passed a car that had run into a tree, gave the name of the road, and hung up.
Then they laughed and laughed, all the way back to the city.
-The End-