Brian
was my roommate for a few months while he was waiting for some
things in his life to come together. He finally decided to
move back up North, and it was a sudden decision. He had been
trying to make ends meet and he got a job offer he jumped at
the chance to move. He was leaving the next day and just had
enough money for his airline ticket, but he still hadn't paid
me for the previous month's rent. I told him there was a way
that he wouldn't have to pay me. Are you following me here..?
Now
Brian is a really ticklish straight guy, so he had to think
about it for a few mintues. I had tickled him before he moved
in, and he had told me before that he didn't want to do it
again - he was too ticklish and "unconfortable" with
the whole situation. Personally, I think the tickling turned
him on, and that he couldn't deal with that...but I digress.
I told him I wouldn't be too hard on him like last time and
that I would only do it for a few minutes. He finally agreed.
I
strapped him in the tickling chair and it was clear that he
was uncomfortable. What he DIDN'T know was that I had another
plan in mind. I had $60 put away in a cannister in the kitchen
a few weeks ago that turned up missing. I always suspected
that he's the one that took it, but he adamantly denied it
and blamed it on the guys that came in to clean the carpet
one day. This was the perfect time to find out. After all,
he was moving out of town the next day. It was now of never!
He
had on his smelly sneakers and socks that he had been wearing
all day, so when I pulled them off the dirt and the smell were
released. I acted like I thought they stank, but I really liked
it! I went to town on his socked feet with no mercy. "I
thought you were going to be nice..." he managed to get
out between his thrashing. "This is my nice," I answered
innocently. He was already saying that he was ready to be let
out by the time I pulled his dirty socks off. I worked his
bare soles over, getting howls of laughter all the while. I
still hadn't asked him about the money yet. I gave him a break
while I tied his toes back, and he looked REALLY worried at
this point. Once his toes were tied back and his soles were
taut I started to work on my confession. First I pulled his
shirt off, exposing his hairy and toned chest. Then I want
for the pits, saying "Tell me the truth about that $60!" He
still denied it through his laughter. Maybe he didn't take
it after all. I went to his feet and used the stiff end of
the feather to rake his soles and the balls of his feet. I
used the stiff brush and my fingers too. He absolutely HOWLED...but
he still denied taking the money.
When
I went back to his pits and stomach though he changed his tune. "HahahahahAHHAHAHAH!I
TOOK THE MONEY! I'LL GIVE IT BACK!! HAHAAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!! I'LL
GIVE IT BACK! I'LL GIVE IT BACK!" Just as I suspected!
Now that the confession was out, I took the next few minutes
to provide the punishment on his sensitive body... Mission
accomplished!
