by Mike Mann
So, this excerpt was shared with me as a reminder of the type of power and control I exert over my
ticklish submissive tickle slave. I thought it might be a good time to share this, and hopefully you readers
will find it as interesting as it is arousing for me to recall the details. Don’t be concerned about the names
and location, which I’ve modified to protect identities.
My ticklish slave (we’ll call him Jason) responded to an ad on email from me (call me Trev), and my
partner (Sam) when we lived in Dallas, Tx a few years back. We played with Jason quite a few times
privately, when he would visit us in our part of the US. Since he was based in the Midwest, it was
difficult for him to meet us more frequently. But from the first time we met, I knew he would do whatever
he could to come visit us during business trips. I think he sometimes even pushed clients to have him
come to them, just so he could have a session with us.
Sam is my super ticklish husband who mostly bottomed for me and others, but Sam loved working with
me to tag-team or gang tickle one of my other ticklish submissives. I am a total Top tickler, and tickling
has always been a primary fetish for me, so although tickling wasn't a main interest for Sam, he was
always game for anything that made subs horny and out of control. Jason, on the other hand, loved
submitting to my control and the way we exploited his ticklishness and horniness. Jason is one of those
guys whose natural response to tickling is to get really hard (giving his dom more to have fun with!) Sam
& I are highly skilled in dominating a ticklish sub together, and always fantasized about expanding our
experiences. The first few times we met up, Sam and I enjoyed getting Jason disoriented, horny, laughing
(which once actually reduced him to screaming), and finally exploding. After a few times, Jason and Sam
would switch roles for me, each of us in teams (Team Trev & Sam or Team Trev & Jason), which would
develop into some elaborate bondage and tickling, with me always in charge! There were a couple times
that I would secure Jason and Sam together, and work them over simultaneously, to challenge them to
“who can take what I have to dish out the longest?!” I always enjoyed changing the rules, and causing
them both to go insane with my double tickling techniques. One of my favorites was tying them so that
one man’s squirming would tickle the other guy!
There was once a Tickle Fest here in Dallas (arranged by another tickling afficiando & good friend of
mine). Arrangements were made for all three of us to attend together during one of Jason’s visits, but after
Jason’s travel was confirmed, he was given the impression that Sam & I weren’t able to attend, as we had
another obligation that weekend. Little did Jason know that Sam & I had worked out being there separate
from him, and were hatching a devilish plot to surprise him.
At the first part of the Ticklefest night, the festivities were worked out to encompass an elaborate
fraternity initiation scene. Various stations had been setup for the initiates to work their way around the
various locations, and be teased and foot-tickled throughout while blindfolded. This event was setup at a local
sex club with all sorts of equipment was placed at varying stations which housed slings, beds. stocks, and
all sorts of other fiendish bondage equipment. For this part of the evening, the organizers didn’t allow
nudity--the bottoms wore underwear, and Sam and I got a kick out of watching Jason and a number of
other guys getting boners that tented out their underwear.
Sam & I didn’t make our appearance yet, as we were masked, and watching from various vantage points.
There was then a break... and the second half of the night was considered “free form” tickle play, with
nudity allowed. During the break in the courtyard, Sam and I made our appearance, and let Jason know
we were able to attend after all.
The three of us smoked some grass, which makes Jason even more sensitive, as well as extremely horny.
After the smoke, the three of us went inside for some foot-tickle play. Jason and I secured Sam to a St.
Andrew's Cross and began to play with him, but when others started to gather and look, Sam became shy
and uncomfortable, so I let him down, to get a break from the scene. I then made the suggestion that Jason
take Sam’s place on the cross, and since Jason was high, and trusted me and Sam, Jason was fine with it...
at first (here is where the plot thickens, as did Jason’s arousal).
Jason had taken off his blindfold during the break in the evening, but after we tied him up, I replaced it.
Jason was still wearing his boxer briefs, secured firmly to the St. Andrew's Cross. Sam & I knew good
and well how Jason’s bodily sensitivity made him more sexually vulnerable, so we took advantage of
exploiting every highly vulnerable spot on his body. Especially his feet. As we did, Jason was laughing loudly and straining
to almost pop out of his boxer shorts. Of course, others in the club were enjoying watching how Sam and
I played our victim and gathered around; we noticed that Jason wasn’t the only one with a giant boner!
As this was going on, it seemed as though Jason could hear the chuckles within the room, and figured out
that there were onlookers, although Sam & I didn't let any of those hungry ticklers get anywhere near
Jason. This seemed to make Jason even more excited, so I (of course) gently exposed Jason’s hard,
throbbing cock and balls (through the fly of the boxer shorts). The onlookers seemed highly impressed,
but stood back, and gawked (as Sam & I expected they would). Now was the time for Sam and I to put
the rest of our wicked plan to work. Over the times we’d met with Jason we had discussed fantasies and
experiences, and I knew that one of Jason’s most powerful fantasies was being tickled by a group of
expert, horny men. So at that point, I removed his blindfold so he could see the crowd we had attracted,
all just waiting for my permission to join in. Jason’s eyes widened as he saw the circle of 6 guys looking
at him with admiration and lust, and his cock got even harder. I checked in with Jason to see that he was
okay, then smiled at Sam. “Sam, what do you say we look around the rest of the club?” I said as I winked
at Sam. I then winked at Jason, who looked like he didn’t know whether to be afraid or over the moon, I
said “We’ll be back in a little while. In our absence, I think these guys can keep you occupied!” With that,
we walked away, though we watched from a distance to see how my plan was working out.
After the event was over, I ordered my ticklish slave Jason to tell the story from his perspective:
Jason: I was embarrassed but also very excited while Trevor and Sam were tickling me tied up and
blindfolded, because I could hear others giggling madly at my vulnerable situation, as I moaned, and
giggled like a madman. When Trever exposed my boner in front of the other attendees of the Ticklefest
that I couldn’t see, I felt even more embarrassed, even though the comments I could hear just made me
harder. It seemed like everyone was very close, and I could only imagine that it was Trevor’s dom
authority that kept them from touching me. Finally, Trevor and Sam took off my blindfold, and I could
now see about 6 guys standing around at close range, observing the situation with looks of lust and
anticipation. My heart started pounding inside my chest as Trevor said to Sam, "should we look around
the rest of the club?", then looked back at me and stated "we'll be back in a little while. So in our absence,
these guys will keep you occupied." and off went Trevor and Sam, leaving me tied & hard, to the whims
of the crazed, tickle-hungry mob that surrounded me. I couldn’t be more helpless!!
As they moved in, each on a different part of my body, I was nearly panting and begging for a break, but
couldn’t get the words out for laughing and horniness. Well, although my heart was racing, I completely
loved it, as I had only been able to fantasize about this in the past. Trevor and Sam knew what exactly
was flying around in my head, and how to get me good without lifting a finger, so they stayed close
enough to make sure nothing bad happened (and I think it also turned them on to watch from a distance).
My mind has rarely been blown like that, and it just kept getting better.
The first part of the evening had already gotten me super-aroused, and Trevor and Sam edged me for
about an hour during this second part of the evening’s festivities (without letting me cum), so I was
primed and tuned to a high pitch frequency.
Trevor and Sam knew how hard tickling makes my cock, so after they walked away, there was about 4 to
6 guys simultaneously working me over (one working over my pits, another 2 on either side of my torso,
one guy working my neck and another the backs of my knees), 1 or 2 still watching with big grins on their
faces. Next, one master tickler positioned himself at my crotch, pulled my boxer shorts down underneath
my aching balls, proving to be an expert at keeping me just riding the edge but not letting me cum. When
I’d get close he would back off, just until my excitement was manageable, and asked the other guys to
amp up the tickling. This, of course, made me harder… and he would start in again, teasing and tickling
my balls and cock. He managed the intensity of stimulation like a symphony conductor and when he
knew I was really close told everyone to ease off while he sucked my cock, putting me way over the edge,
and I BLEW MY LOAD BIGTIME!! During this orgasmic explosion, I grunted and screamed out loud,
and as soon as the first waves of orgasm started subsiding they all joined in the most intense tickling,
which had me gasping for breath, while still screaming, twisting, and clenching my butt. This felt to me
like it went on for hours, until I was hoarse from laughing, growling, moaning and screaming.
Finally the guy who made me cum said I needed a break, and had the others help let me down from that
forsaken cross. As they were doing this Trevor & Sam came by and winked at me. I said “you Bastards!”
with a big grin on my face. Sam “we knew you’d love it and we saw that you did!” Then together we
wandered off to other parts of the club.
That is an event I will never forget!!!
