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Tickle Torture for Money
Written by Tower98
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The cheerleaders were sitting at Subway discussing their plans for
spring break. The girls were excited as they talked about a week on
the beach, and partying at night. Six good friends all-spending a
good time in Florida was what they were planning. They had their
plans in place and were ready to leave.

The only thing standing in their way was a measly couple hundred
dollar. All of the girls milked their parents for all they could
and saved as much as they could from their jobs at the mall, but
they were still short.

As they discussed their options Jenny jumped to her feet squealing
out in her excitement for the girls to hush up. Jenny's five foot
five frame was jumping up and down realizing she had the perfect
plan to get the money.

"Jessica! Remember your old boyfriend, Henry? We went to his house
once and he made a tape of me tickling you, remember? Guy's…this is
perfect! We made a couple hundred dollars and we were not even
ticklish. Imagine if, we found a really ticklish girl, we would
make more then enough for the trip. A few hours of tape and we have
our money!"

Jessica shifted in her chair as she thought. The five foot six
Jessica smiled as she thought how easy they could make this money.
Playing with her fiery red hair as she thought a slow smile appeared
on her shinny face. Sitting up straight Jessica nodded her head.

"Girl's, I believe we just found our answer. You all remember
Henry? He makes tickle clips and makes some good money doing it.
Jenny and I mad a clip with him and it was kind of fun. Let's do
it!"

Sarah leaned forward and almost in a whisper said.

"Who are we going to tickle? I have to tell you, someone that's
that ticklish will never go along with it. My boyfriend loves to
tickle me, and I can't stand it after just a few seconds."

Sarah slumped back in her chair as her friends all agreed. The five
foot three Sarah was placing her black hair in a ponytail as she
tapped her feet on the floor. A little bundle of energy she was. A
little less then a hundred lbs but she made up for her little size
with a lot of attitude. Sarah's eyes lit up…

"Sue…what's the name of that neighbor of yours? Remember that girl
that's our age. The one that was always laying out in the yard
sunbathing."

As Sue figured out what Sarah was talking about she finished the
conversation. Talking in her sweet shy voice Sue had all the girls
leaning foreword to hear.

"I don't recall her name, I do remember what we saw though. Sarah
and I were in the pool and we saw her get jumped. I believe they
were her sisters that did it. Three girls ran out from the house
and started tickling this girl. You should have heard the screams!
After a few minutes the girls stopped tickling her and this poor
girl fell off her chair and collapsed on the ground where she kept
laughing as her sisters walked away."

The five-foot Sue giggled now as she asked her friends if they
really could torture somebody like that.

Patty pointed at Sue and said, "Hell yes we could! If that gets us
to Florida, Hell Yhea!"

The long legged, five foot five Patty was a real mischievous young
lady. Like her friends she liked her hair long but always wore it
up. At 118lbs she was close in weight to her friends. A smile was
always on her face. Wanting very much to go away on spring break
Patty had no problem tickling someone, even if it was tickle torture.

Brittany put down her cell phone and agreed with the plan. The 5'6
Brittany was always on her cell phone, but now she was all ears.
Ticklish her self she new how torturous it could be. Thinking about
having six girls tickle her Brittany felt her stomach turn.
Thinking about spring break though quickly made her feel better.

The six friends went tanning before they headed over to Sue's house.
As they tanned they closed their eyes and dreamed of the waved
crashing into the beach. Partying all-night and sleeping in the
next day was all they could think about. The girls were tanning
their near perfect bodies. Toned abs and shapely legs, these girls
were the perfect role models for cheerleaders.

Sitting around Sue's house the girl's began to discuss their
tickle torture plans. Getting their recorder they double checked
the batteries and sat down to finalize their plans. No one knew
this girl's name; all they had was a house number. By dumb luck
they discovered she was going to be home alone this weekend.
Apparently Sue's sister was a friend with this girl.

The girl's talked with Sue's sister and discovered she was extremely
ticklish, so much in fact when you wiggled your finger at her she
would burst out laughing. Heather they learned was her name. Once
they discovered Heather kept a spare key in her glove box in her car
they knew they had there way into the house.

The sun was setting as the six friends dressed for the big night.
Decked out in black shorts, tight tee shirts and flip-flops the
girls walked towards the house. A single light was on in the
upstairs bedroom. Jenny retrieved the keys from the car and the
girls moved to the door. Entering the house they removed their flip-
flops so they could tip toe through the house. The girl's were
giggling as they walked through the house wide eyed, wondering if
they could really go through with this.

Moving up the stairs water could be heard, Heather was in the
shower, and she was singing loudly.

"Are you kidding me?"

"Sshhh!"

"Move to the bedroom…"

Walking single file past the bathroom door the six friends entered
the bedroom where they would set their trap. Hiding in the room
they were ready to make their money.

Heather enjoyed the hot water hitting her face as she sang the songs
being played on the radio. Not a care in the world she slowly
rinsed her hair. Staying in tonight she was going to enjoy her
favorite movie. It was a long time since she had the house to her
self, and she was looking foreword to being alone.

Stepping out of the shower Heather stretched and yawned. As she
dried herself she would giggle and shiver when she moved to slow
with the towel and it tickled her sensitive skin. It was easier
blow-drying her hair, which took awhile. Tossing the towels into the
tub Heather opened the door and smiled as she walked naked into the
hallway. It felt good, the cool air from the air conditioner
hitting her bare skin.

Heather attended a private school for girls, which she played
volleyball for. The 5'9 senior just celebrated her ninetieth
birthday. Working out every day left her in great shape. All of
her 130lbs body was shapely and very pretty. Long dangly arms became
weapons when she played volleyball. Off the court Heather was very
calm and easy going, but on the court a mean streak came out.

Poking her toe as she walked Heather reached down and rubbed her big
toe. Stomping her size ten feet on the floor Heather shook off the
feeling and stood in the hall deciding if she wanted to grab her
bathrobe or just stay naked. Heather began dancing and singing in
the hall.

Jenny began recording as she had a good view of Heather from under
the bed. All of the girls were trying hard to keep from laughing as
they watched this freak show. Heather was rocking as she screamed
out the song and even played some air guitar. After a few songs
Heather walked into her room and jumped onto her bed headfirst.

"AAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!" Heather screamed as she saw the strange girls
emerge in front of her.

"Who the fuck are you" Heather demanded as she jumped to her feet on
the bed.

Jenny was recording from across the room and Heather was staring at
the camcorder.

"This is Heather everyone…the most ticklish girl on the block.
Tonight we will bring you the most torturous tickling you have ever
seen."

"What?" Heather asked as the girls were laughing at Heather's
reaction.

Heather suddenly felt very vulnerable standing naked in front of the
strange girls. A panic filled heather as she thought about the
words "tickle torture". Filled with panic Heather acted, kicking at
Sarah she jumped off the bed. Landing wrong Heather stumbled and
was pounced on by five of the girls. Using all of her strength
Heather fought to get them off of her but could not do so.

Heather's arms were pulled above her head and were tied with leather
ropes. Brittany sat on the tied arms leaving Heather unable to move
them. Still kicking her legs and screaming Heather fought to get
free. From the ankles to her knees she was wrapped tight with ropes
leaving her unable to move her strong legs.

Sarah tied Heather's big toes together and then sat on Heather's
naked chest. Sue sat at Heathers feet, and Patty and Jessica sat on
Heather's sides. Standing above Heather's face was Jenny recording
everything.

"Heather, that is your name right? We will be tickling you tonight,
feel free to laugh and scream for us okay."

"What…get off me you freaks…please…just leave me alone!"

"Sorry Heather…this might tickle a little."

"Hhhhahaaaahahahahahehehhehehehheehahhahahehehhehehehehhhahaaaaaahhha
hahahhahhaaheeeeee"

Brittany was tickling Heather's armpits as her friends joined in.
Using her fingers like a rake Brittany soon had Heather laughing
really well. Circling her fingertips deep in Heather's pits proved
too much for Heather.

"Please…don't tickle meeeeeee…PLEASE…
hehhhheeheehehehehehehhehhehhehehhehehehhhehhhheheheheheeeehehhehehhe
hhehe"

"That's why were her Heather, to tickle you like no one ever
has our ticklish friend."

"Jenny…get this! Look at her breasts wiggle as she laughs.
Her freaking breasts are ticklish! Look at her tits shake! This is
so funny…oh my…are you getting this?"

"Yes, I got it. Keep tickling her breast! This is hilarious, does
that tickle bad Heather?"

"Stttoopppppp…heheheheheheheeee…please…heehhahahhaaaaa…"

"Answer the question Heather, does it tickle?"

"Yyeeeesss…hhehehehehehheheee"

Sue watched her friends tickling and found Heather's reaction
funny. Watching Heather's big feet twitch and her toes wiggling Sue
decided to have some fun of her own. Digging her fingers under
Heather's toes she began tickling the tips of Heather's toes. The
laughter went off the scale, the room filled with desperate
laughter, which pleased the girls.

"Get her face, holly crap she is losing it fast Jenny. Look at that
look on her face!"

"That's the look of real tickle torture people. Look at
those tears of horror. Begging us to stop and we have just started,
priceless America, priceless." Jenny said as she recorder it all.

"HHEEEEELLLPPPPPPPP!"

"That's cute Heather, give us more of that."

Patty and Jessica wickedly tickled Heather's stomach and
sides. The two took turns tickling her navel. Using their pinky
finger to tickle her navel the girls found they could make Heather
grunt. Squeezing her sides they also drew heavy laughter. The two
girls were tickling one spot together and then quickly tickling all
over. Patty and Jessica were laughing as they tickled Heather
enjoying themselves.

After her long shower Heather's skin was very smooth, thus her
tickling seemed even worse. The howling laughter was filled with
frantic pleas for mercy, but mercy was not granted. The friends
were actually having fun tickling Heather. Knowing how much money
they were going to make was a bonus at this point.

The girls were trading ticklish spots wanting to explore her body.
Everyone wanted a chance to tickle her feet. Those big feet were
very ticklish. The wide soles on her feet were so ticklish a simple
flick of a finger made Heather scream.

It was a full thirty minutes of all out tickling and Heather was
going nuts. Her naked body was all sweaty as she endured a
punishment like no other. Hr voice had long ago left her, even her
laughter was silent.

"Come on Heather, don't leave us just yet." Jenny said noticing
Heather was fading fast.

Heathers eyes rolled back in her head at the one-hour mark. The six
friends were bummed. Stretching they decided to go down and raid the
fridge. As they snacked they decide to do an exclusive on Heather's
feet. They would all tickle those big feet for an hour worth of
footage.

They were all laughing as they talked about Heather's reactions and
begging. After they were full they were ready for some more fun.

Heather had no energy left. Unable to get free she became teary
eyed when she heard the girls coming back upstairs. When she saw
Sarah and Sue holding electric toothbrushes she became afraid of
what was next.

"Ready for some foot tickling Heather?"

"No…you have to stop! Look, I can't take it any more…PLEASE! Why
are you doing this to me?"

"Come on Heather, you know you like it."

When the girls turned on the electric toothbrushes Heather became
really still. As soon as the brushes touched her soles and went
between her toes that changed. Heather's body seemed to expand
before the laughter came shooting out of her mouth. Heather tried
to pull her feet away from the tickling but could not. The tickling
moved slowly down her big soles and between her toes.

"Such a cute laugh you have Heather."

"Wiggle those toes for us big foot"

"Look at that face…

"Yeah…looks like torture on her face…"

"HELP! STOP! AAAHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhh….

Sarah was laughing so hard she could barley hold her tickling
toothbrush. Moving it slowly she found Heather was able to laugh
louder. Each girl took a few minutes with each foot before moving
to spectator role waiting for another turn. They tried to encourage
Heather to fight it but deep down they loved what they were doing.

Breaking down Heather began crying as the tickling overwhelmed her.
Every muscle in her body was crying out in agony. As much as
Heather tried to hold it back the laughter continued to come.
Sucking in air Heather looked down and saw the girl's smiling back
at her as they worked their fingers and the toothbrushes all over
her feet.

As Brittany and Sarah tickled Heather's feet the other girls became
bored so they decided to tickle Heather's adorable stomach again. It
didn't take long to tickle Heather into deep silent laughter again.
Like any vulture circling it's prey the girls went for the kill. All
out tickling from head to toe was going on as they tried to tickle
Heather so bad she would explode.

Jenny could barley hold the camera still as she laughed so much and
so hard as her friends really dished out some skillful tickling.
Moving the recorder from friend to friend Jenny made sure she
captured their excitement and fun that they showed. Focusing on
Heather again Jenny was glad to see the strain in Heather's face as
she tried to block out the tickling. Jenny figured if she were
enjoying this people into tickling would explode over it.

Up and down her body Heather felt the tickling consuming her.
Unable to fight them off Heather tried to beg her way out of the
tickling, of course the begging fell on deaf ears. Babbling and
screaming, and laughing were all Heather could do as the girls
tickled her well over the edge.

The six friends were tickling every once of laughter from Heather.
They were laughing at Heather's reactions. It never dawned on them
that it could be so much fun watching someone fall apart from
tickling. The girls were free from the stress of life as they
tickled the laughter from Heather.

For a long minute Heather's mouth hung open as she laughed silently
as she tried to suck in air. After an all out tickle assault
Heather surrendered to the tickle assault. Her body went limb, as
her body was able to relax for the first time in hours.
Disappointed the friends sat back and watched Heather's body twitch
and tremble as she slept.

For a while the girl's went through the closets and dresser drawers
as they past the time. Sarah found a small makeup brush and began
to think as she looked at it. An idea formed in her head. With an
enormous smile Sarah untied Heather's legs. With the help of her
friends they moved Heather onto the bed and spread her legs as far
apart as they could. Tying her legs to the corners of the bed they
had her spread eagle.

Sitting between her legs Sarah had the attention of her friends.

"Heather…oh Heather…wake up sweetie. Time to play another tickle
game Heather. Come out to play Heather…WAKE UP BITCH!"

Heather opened her eyes to find Sarah knelling between her legs,
leaning foreword a little. A nervous felling came over her. Jenny
was recording as she stood over Sarah. Brittany and Sue each took a
seat Indian style facing Heather at her breasts. Patty and Jessica
were standing at the edge of the bed anticipating what was about to
happen.

Sarah lowered the little brush and moved it back and forth over
Heather's clit.

"Feel good?

Tickles don't it…?"

HEEHAAHEEHAA

"That's what I thought."

"No! Please…not this…oh man, please not down there."

"No…your voice just cracked, I think you want me to tickle you,
riiight?" Sarah asked with a raised eyebrow

"NO!"

Heather's body seemed to rise up as the light tickling on her clit
went on. Brittany and Sue smiled at each other before they reached
out with their fingers and began to circle their fingers around and
over Heather's nipples.

Patty and Jessica could not believe what they were seeing. Watching
awhile longer they just had to help torture Heather somehow, it was
too much fun to not do. Tickling the tips of Heather's toes as
lightly as they could they were helping now. Heather's toes were
clamped down tight but the girls simply shoved the toes back so they
could tickle under the toes.

This was the worst tickling ever for Heather. The light stoke of
the brush tickling her clit was unbearable. Unable to take the
tickling on her clit Heather began to buck up into the air as if she
was sitting on fire. After holding her waist in the air Heather
dropped back into the bed trying to escape the clit tickling. Once
Heather noticed she could not shake her ass through the bed she once
again sent her hips flying into the air.

On her breasts Heather felt the gentle tickling around and on the
tips of her nipples. Unlike the tickling earlier this was not only
producing laughter but, Heather felt a new tingling deep inside of
her. It was still unbearable for her, but this time she did not feel
like she was going to pass out from it.

"She likes it…were going to tickle fuck her!"

"How's it feel Heather? I bet you love us now?"

"MMMM…Aahhhhhh…heeheee…nooo…"

"Oh yhea, I'll take that as a yes I love it"

Heather was wiggling her toes trying to free them from the
tickling. No matter how much she wiggled them the light, soft touch
from the girls never stopped on her toes.

"Enjoy it Heather…stop fighting it…feel the rush…let it happen…"

"OH MY GOD…PLEASE…"

"That's it…beg for it Heather!"

The six friends were all watching Heather going nuts and were very
amused. Bucking wildly as she rode the roller coaster of tickling
pleasure Heather began darting her head from face to face wondering
who these girls were. Sarah increased her speed, tickling faster
and faster.

The friends could not help but laugh as they watched Heather pumping
away as she tried to get off from the tickling. Tears streaked down
her face and sweat rolled from her forehead into her eyes. Turning
from side to side as best she could Heather tried to stop the
torturous tickling on her nipples. The tickling on her sensitive
clit and nipples was so delicate she felt as if she was being played
like a violin.

Cum shot into the air as Heather erupted in a violent orgasm. The
friends were all looking at one another in disbelieve.

"That was so cool" one friend would say as another would reply, "so
hot".

Heather continued to moan as she caught her breath. Covered in
sweat Heather was still in bed, her chest still heaving as she
breathed quickly. With her body quivering Heather closed her eyes
and actually enjoyed the emotions running through her body.

"HHEHEHHEHEEEEHAAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAA" Heather laughed and screamed as
the girls pounced on her naked body. The tickling was a thousand
times worse then before. Blinking a thousand times a minute Heather
screamed at the top of her lungs for a brief second.

"NO MORE…"

It was a head to toe tickling that lasted all of three minutes.
Heather could not take anymore. Free from her bonds she was left to
sleep it off. The friend's watched the video all night long as they
enjoyed reliving the experience. They now had a ton of extra money
for their trip. The girl's all agreed that they had made money
easily, and they had so much fun earning it.

THE END