You don't want to know

Noise and commotion are going on as I get out some explatives, name calling and **** threats. The whole group is giddy and playful and I am angry and determined. I am mid way of demanding them to let me go when I catch a glimps of " The list". It shocks me so much I stop talking mid sentence. They where drowning me out anyway with all of there playful antics. I couldn't read it but saw how long it was. Typed out, the list went down the entire sheet of paper, each line having it's own number next to it.

What the fuck is that? I exclaim. Jennifer picks up the list on a clipboard and everything and says, this is basically your schedual. Laughing out loud with the rest of the commotion. How many fucking things are on that list? A lot. You don't want to know. Hahahaha. She laughs with a devilish and then embarrassed look on her face.

Us four ladies talked to some of our besties and read all of your journal over the last two weeks and each of us came up with one idea to do to you. This list is your inescapable fate as all nine of us friends took a vow to all be a part of doing whatever the group came up to do to you. We did this so that no one of us can rat on the rest of the group. If anyone of us is accused of anything, the hole group will lie and stick up for that person completely. If anyone breaks the vow than the hole group blames everything on that person and they will take all of the heat. And so, we have to do this whole list to you. Jennifer says this smirking as Felisha leans in putting her finger over my mouth as she says, "No matter how embarrassing it is.". She laughs and pokes at my exposed sides knowing how ticklish I am.

You guys can't do this to me! No way! You can't keep doing this to me like this! You have to give me back my clothes right now!

Do I love being naked. Of course. What healthy person doesn't? Do I love being indecent in public like this? God yes! It is my crack! However, fantasy is different than reality...

I would never fucking do this to myself! I would never ask someone else to do this kind of thing to me either... Well, I would have to think about that. But I would definately never go this far. They new in order to get a truly satisfying rise out of me they assumed my fantasies where realities for me but then went way past even those lines. I feel aroused. At times ready to burst even, however, I also go through waves of crippling humiliation and then waves of rage and anger of being so violated. I was going through my rage and anger part when I feel the woman's hands on my chest. Yo! Chill! Felisha says commandingly. Hey everyone, would number 2 on the list be good to get Joseph in a better mood? What is number two I think? My seat leans all of the way back suddenly laying me down. I am still ankle cuffed to the bottom of the seat and handcuffed to the head rest bars laying stretched out naked as the seat locks into place.

Let's do it. The group chimes in with a playful air of agreement as I feel baby oil being dripped all over me. It's cold and wet. I pull but can't move much. I feel hands lathering it all over me. God damn. All eight hands rubbing baby oil all over my body. Suddenly I knew what was coming.

In my fantasies I would write about being tickled always covered in baby oil. They where about to tickle **** me right here driving through the city in the van. Oh fuck. If they tickle me anything like any of my journal entries described, I am in for it. There was always a slow build followed by a prolonged over the top crazy enthusiastic and sadistic even, **** tickling.

I feel Felisha's fingertips gently tickling my neck and ears as she is behind me. The other woman are rubbing the baby oil in and caressing me all over.

I go from anger to melting in seconds.

Tingles. Fingertips. Shivers. Oh God!! Sheer pleasure as Jennifer groped my penis stroking it once and then caressing again. Felisha's fingertips gently tickling my ears and neck where sending shivers through my whole body. Whoa! Oh! Oh God!! Oh my God!! Shit! Shit! Ahhahahaahahah!!!