Girl white sock gag11/9/2023 ![]() You see?” Dena said, finally ungagging me. Then I’d have to cut you loose, and I’d need new jump ropes. Mostly their my jump ropes, and it’s always possible I could tie you up too well and have to cut you loose. “Unfortunately, I’m not happy with the ropes I use to kidnap you anymore. More mmphing from me into my hand while Dena tickled me for a few more second, then stopped. “Well, tonight is a good night for a kidnapping! I’ll tie you up good! Whether I torture you is up to you!” “Just as ticklish as ever, aren’t we, you bad little boy?” Dena taunted while wiggling her fingers around my ribs while I thrashed, still hand-gagged. I yelled into her hand and giggled like a crazed loon from the rib and stomach tickling, dreading my fate. “Are you going to answer your best friend, or do I have to tickle it out of you?” “Do you!” Dena yelled again, this time tickling me with her free hand. I mmphed into her hand but was helpless, pinned to the ground. ![]() I bet you don’t even fear me, evil Dena anymore, do you?” “Yes, I’ve let you go these past couple weeks. “Silence, kidnap boy,” Dena yelled, and gagged me with her hand. Or should I say,” she stood up and started moving toward me, “KIDNAP BOY!”Īnd with that Dena lunged at me, catching me easily, and pulling me to the floor, where she pinned me and laughed. “We are Jess, but first we need to run an errand,” Dena said. “What do you mean – I thought we were staying here?” I had a windbreaker, red-t-shirt, jeans, socks, and sneakers on. “Hi,” I said, sitting down in the living room where she was. “Hey squirt,” Dena said to me as I walked in, slipping into her shoes. I thought she looked sexy as hell, as always. ![]() He shoes were those white Moccasins that were popular a few years back – dunno what they’re called. Here’s what she was wearing: green cargo pants, green army-like socks, and a black, short-sleeve three button shirt. I got to Dena’s house and saw her putting her shoes on. I was 14 and her frequent tie and tickle victim, mainly because she enjoyed it. I don’t know if I need to recap, but here goes – Dena was blonde, beautiful, 17, a black belt, and my best friend. on a Saturday – her Mom was going out of town and mine was working, so naturally I was to sleep over. This happened about 2 weeks after the time I finally tied Dena up, only to have her escape, capture me, tie me down, torture me with itching powder, foot-gag me, and finally tickle me into craziness. My next Dena story involves her friend Marisa.
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