tickling birds

a ticklish injury

I was on my way to a good friend of mine's house. I was wearing a red t-shirt, blue jean shorts, white socks, and red and black shoes, had white skin, brown eyes and brown curly hair. He had broken his leg so I decided to come over and keep him company. I walked up to the door of his house knocking on the door. He had told me the door would be unlocked so I entered the house into the living room. 

"Hey Grant I'm here." I call. 

"My bedroom is to your right." Grant replied. 

I walk into the bedroom to find Grant laying on his bed looking bored out of his mind. His attire only consisted of a black shirt and blue shorts. He happily smiled and tried to get up, it seemed the movement was causing him only mild pain, but still I have to think about safety. I walk over and push him back down. 

"Ah ah no unnecessary movements." I explain. 

"Yeah your right, my parents made you a drink of pepsi. Can you sit on the bed with me and drink it?" Grant asked. 

"Sure no prob." 

I grab the drink and sit down next to him. As I drank my pepsi I began to feel sleepy, realizing the trap I walked in to I just drank the rest. I got myself comfy as I fell asleep the last thing I saw was Grant pulling rope from under his bed. 

I awoke to find that my shirt had been removed, my wrists were tied together secured to what must've been the headboard of the bed, my ankles were tied together, and there was a roped tied around my belly securing me to the bed. Grant was right beside me grinning. 

"Did you like my little trap?" Grant smiled. 

"Pretty clever of you, of course how do you intend to get fed and stuff?" I smirk. 

"Oh about that, I can actually walk on crutches just fine. Guess I should've mentioned that." Grant replied. 

I just chuckled to myself. Of course with him having to tie the knots without moving his leg to much, I noticed there was a little bit of slack in my wrist ropes. Though for now I'd let him have his fun with me. Grant held up a red cloth with a grin. As I suspected he tied it around my eyes to blindfold me.  

"I really just wanted to make sure you wouldn't leave, besides I do have a question for you. Where's the pizza money my mom left?" Grant asked. 

Of course I knew he just wanted to order the pizza as a thank you for coming over, but confessing now would defeat the purpose of the set up for an interrogation.  

"I don't know where its, torture me all you want you won't get it." I smile. 

I felt fingers start to poke at my belly causing me to giggle. He then rested them on it trying to get me to sweat, even though this was a game I still began to sweat from the suspense.  

"So then I guess I'll have to introduce your belly to the tickle hands huh?" Grant asked. 

"You would'nt." I say playfully. 

Of course he would as I felt his fingers start to skitter along my belly making burst out into adroable laughter. Those tickly hands attacked every inch of my defensless belly, I squirmed and wiggled my belly out of reflex. I felt two fingers stroking inside my belly button causing me to squeal madly. My laughter only fueled my captor's attack as he quickened his pace 

"Coochie coochie coo, who's got a ticklish belly?" Grant teased. 

"MEHAHAHAHAHAHA!" I laughed. 

Finally I was given a break, but I was to determined to see if he could actually make me talk. I gapsed my breath my rising belly looked cute to my tickler. I could hear Grant grabbing something from under his bed, of course I could'nt tell what it was. 

"Feel like talking?" Grant asked. 

"Never." I reply. 

I caught my breath just in time to feel a feather stroke on my belly sending me back into cute laughter again. Grant was showing no mercy as I felt that feather brush on my sensitive skin. I felt a second feather twirl in my belly button making me squeal hard my laughter increasing. 

"Want to talk?" Grant grinned. 

"NOTHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHA HAPPENING!" I laughed 

He moved the feather torturing my button to attack just bellow it then blew a raspberry in it. I squealed even harder my back arching from the intensity of my interrogation. That only made it easier to torment my belly. He blew raspberry after raspberry each one stronger than the last while dancing the feather's on my belly as well.  

"OKAYHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH YOU WIN I'LL TALKAHHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAA!" I surrender. 

I feel my torture stop, I gasp for breath though have a smile on my face assuring I enjoyed it. I felt Grant's hand on my belly still, obviously to remind me to provide him with an answer or it starts again. 

"Well?" Grant smirked. 

"It's in my right front pocket all twenty dollars of it." I pant. 

Grant pulls out the money as I finally regain my breathe. Naturally he decides to leave me blindfolded. I hear him grab what must be his crutches from under the bed, obviously he needed to hide them so I wouldn't catch onto his trap. 

"Well I'll go call Pizza hut, your not going anywhere right?" Grant joked. 

"Nah I'm a bit tied up right now." I reply. 

I relax a bit, after hearing him walk out the door I ponder whether I should turn the tables on him. I thought it over for several minutes and came to the conclusion that he needs to be off of his feet. So I began to untie my wrists from the head board. I remove the blindfold and then work on my belly and ankles. Luckily he didn't put my shirt to far as I put it back on. I hide behind the door as I hear him coming back. 

"Alright the pizza will be here in thirty minutes." Grant explained. 

I quickly snatch one of his crutches so he becomes unbalanced, I let him fall into my arms and then take the other one. I place them on the ground with a smirk. Grant knew he could'nt walk without his crutches so he simply surrendered. I help him sit on the bed. 

"Alright first remove your shirt and them lay on your back hands above you." I order. 

He removes his shirt handing it to me then lays onto his back. I tie his wrists to his bed posts, then I tie his right ankle to the right bed post. I then tie a rope around his belly securing him to the bed. He was in an x position. 

"Now that your off your feet, time for a little payback." I smirk 

I grab a toothbrush from the tickle tool bag under his bed, then proceed to brush it in Grant's belly button, right off the bat he's squealing laughing madly. I smile as Grant squirms around on the bed, I grabbed the feather he used on me before, then began stroking it along his belly. Grant's laughter increased as well as his squirming. Finally I decide to give him a break. I smile as I watch his belly rise and fall as he tries to catch his breath. 

"So how'd you break your leg anyways?" I ask. 

Grant finally regained his breathe and then looked at me. 

"I tripped and fell down the stairs." Grant explained. 

"Ah well I think you need to stay off that leg, and I'm just not sure you'll stay in bed." I chuckle 

"You think your funny huh?" Grant grinned. 

I turn on the tv with the remote and then put it on Grant's belly. I skitter my fingers along his belly for a few more minutes making him laugh madly. I stop and smile at him. 

"Thanks for coming over, I needed this." Grant smiled 

"Anytime." I reply 

the end