What had he been thinking?
Why did he cave in to their suggestion?
And why in god's name had he allowed them to strip him of nearly all his clothes, spread his limbs, then tie him down so he had no chance of escape?
It was too late to answer those questions now. The time for that would've been earlier this afternoon when he was hanging out with the girls next door.
Scoffing when somehow the conversation had been steered toward tickling. More specifically, erotic tickling. The kind of tickling that both of them confessed they found to be a hot, sexy fetish.
"Seems silly, doesn't sound all that hot to me," he'd said.
The two girls shared a brief, but conspiratorial glance at one another. They spoke casually, intentionally underselling their ploy as much as possible.
"Oh, I don't know.... it's sexier than it sounds..."
"... and it's pretty closed minded of you. You really shouldn't judge something before you try it..."
They could see they were getting to him, but still he was hesitant. They continued their persuasive tactics, now also preying upon his male ego.
"He's probably afraid to try it...."
"Yeah, he looks a little worried... like he's not sure if he could handle it..."
Both girls fought back triumphant grins when within moments he'd agreed to their terms.
"Ok fine, we'll try it the way you two want, but only for one hour. But when the hour is up and you've not been able to get me to beg, then the next hour I get to make the rules on what we do... deal?"
"Deal." They both nodded in agreement.
Tara threw her head back and laughed when after less than ten minutes had passed before Maddy's softly tickling fingers had him begging for mercy.
"Oh sweetie," she teased. "Begging already? But we've barely even started with you..."
"Please, please, please?? You were right... you were right! I can't take it!...."
"Mmm, but of course you can," Maddy purred. "In fact, you have no choice to take it because you can't get away from us...."
"....and we're not going to stop..."
"... not until the hour is up..."
They smiled and purred with delight, loving the way his body writhed and squirmed in his bonds, the sounds of his laughter... his gasps... his pleading.
And the longer they continued their torment of their helpless captive, the thrusting of his hips and the swelling in his shorts revealed yet another deliciously obvious truth to them.
He had no prayer of keeping from becoming desperately aroused from what they were doing to him. Perfect.
They grinned knowingly at the way his thrusting became more frantic when their fingers approached where he wanted to feel them most.
"Is there something you want? I thought you said it didn't sound all that hot to you?..."
He was already a wrecked, quivering, desperate mess... putty in their hands. And they absolutely loved it.
With every nerve ending in his body feeling ultra sensitive from their gentle, merciless tickling the one part of him that was now aching for attention was still being cruelly neglected.
"Please?? I'm begging you! Please touch me??..."
The two vixens shared a triumphant smile. While Maddy settled in above his head, pinning him between her thighs, Tara shifted to the opposite end. His body quivered helplessly when their hands went back to work, resuming their tickling torment.
"But we are touching you sweetie, can't you feel it?...."
"... and we won't be stopping for a long time..."
"... we're going to touch you everywhere..."
The voices paused briefly, then resumed in a wickedly mischievous tone.
"... well, almost everywhere...."
".... everywhere except for that one place you want us to touch the most..."
They grinned at his muffled whimper, then resumed their soft, gentle torment from which he had no escape.
