Driven Crazy!

Scott was struggling on the couch while his three roommates went to work on his feet, hard and heavy. One with a hairbrush, another with a tooth brush, and the last with a feather, all of them devilishly used their tools for maximum efficiency over the steaming young man's feet. Again hScott's ticklish weakness was being used against him while all he could do was moan and writhe under the sensations he found oh so pleasurable.

The "reason" for this punishment was that Scott had lost in Smash, thought it wasn't as fair as it sounds. He had picked his main, Pitt while the rest of them excitedly use the newly released Piranha Plant. What followed was a lot like real life for Scott. Pitt was tossed from plant to plant and subsequently dominated by each and every one with little to know resistance. It was hard to focus while his roommates talked about what if Piranha had a move that tickle their  opponents. 

This already got Scott to start blushing. Worse still was the friends that weren't virtually pummeling Scott were getting quick little tickles in on him while he was distracted. He lost in no time and was tied, lying down on the couch for his troubles. 

They tickled away with reckless abandoned, all of them making great use of their respective tools on Scott's fleshy feet. It just kept going on for what seemed like twenty five minutes, at this point the young man was hard as a rock, but instead of going forward with humiliating him like they normally do, I.E keep tickling until their submissive little roommate could be repurposed as a naughty park fountain.  Before Scott knew it though, he was released, confused and denied. 

This went on for a full week. The tickle attacks would happen as they alway did, but they always stopped right before Scott lost himself. He'd get his shower interrupted, get lathered on his tickled nipples for a good bit, and then be set free. He'd work on  a car and be caught under the ting while two of them tickled his feet, legs, and thighs, but still he was left with nothing. It frustrated almost as much as it confused Scott.

On Saturday everyone had been setting up for a big party they were throwing. Thats when everything came together. The party started at midnight, so at eight Scott was  asked to tag along with them to pick up more alcohol at a liquor story which parking lot was always abandoned . Thats when they all struck. 

Before Scott knew what was happening his feet were shoved through the head rests of the front seat and his arms were tied behind his back using the seat belt. Unlike all the other "treatments" Scott had gotten though, this was the one were they all explicitly kept the focused on his denied cock. They tickled, teased, stroked, taunted, skittered, brushed, feathered, squeezed, the three pulled out every stop to make sure their cute captive was drowning in ecstasy.

For an hour they kept it up, Scott being lucky (or unlucky) to be one of those guys who can cum as many times as needed without getting tired, though for sure we was really drained now. He had lost count on how many times they made him shoot his ticklish load for them. As they kept the fun going they repeatedly teased the young man for how weak his resistance was, all circling the same theme of them wanting to train him to be "the best tickle toy."

He kept shrugging it off until it became clear that submitting to what they want was the only way for the tickling to stop. Without thinking he promised, promised all three of them that he would be their tickle slave, but only for a bit. Satisfied with their victory, they finally ended his sweet agony, giggling to themselves, keeping their side of the deal and letting Scott free.

"Was that so hard?.... Well now that I say it like that haha." Scott pouted in the back at the comment, his adorable face all read. With that they drove home for the party.

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As people arrived, Scott started to notice the cheshire like grins on all the guest's faces, and the fact that they all had brought their own tickle tools and bondage materials. It was then he put it all together. The party, the week of denial to keep him on edge, all that torment in the car, it was all connected! The party tonight was not just any party, it was a full blown tickle party. And Scott had earlier just signed up to be the star!

Without a doubt by the end of it Scott earned his title as "The best tickle toy".

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