Tickled Into the Club
It was initiation night at the club. Let me tell you a little bit
about this club. The club was actually a large basement that was
turned into a dungeon. The upstairs was for socializing, but when
you went downstairs, it was strictly for play. Everyone who belonged
to the club played at least some of the time, and if you hadn't
played in the past three months, you had to be initiated again if
you want to continue playing. Not many new people joined the club.
Nobody wanted to be initiated more than once.
Tonight, five people were being initiated. I was one of them. I had
come up to the city to visit a friend, and he had asked me if I
wanted to have some fun.
"Sure," I said, "What do you want to do?"
"I know this great bondage club that is having a party tonight.
You'll have a good time there, and we might pick up a few things."
"Sounds good!" I like bondage, and my friend and I have tied each
other up on occasion in the past. I was glad to see that he was
still interested. I didn't know it then, but he was more than still
interested and had planned for this occasion.
After we got there, my friend said, "Oh, by the way, I forgot to
tell you. The only way you can come in is to go through an
initiation. I'm sure you won't mind though. It's no big deal and we
can play after your initiation."
"What do I have to do?" I asked, wondering what I had gotten myself
into.
"I'm your sponsor, so I'll have to choose your initiation. Don't
worry, I'll make it fun for you. Now, get your ass naked!"
After I removed my clothes, my friend buckled a collar around my
neck that had several D-rings around it, and snapped on a leash.
"Time to go downstairs and get you initiated."
There were about 30 or 40 people downstairs and I could see other
naked men tied up and getting their asses paddled by different
members of the club. Typical initiation, I thought, and wondered how
long my ass would be sore afterwards. I had resigned myself to the
paddling when I realized that we were heading to the center of the
room where a weight bench was sitting. I was told to lie on the
bench with my head at the far end. I did and my arms were cuffed
underneath the bench. My feet were raised up and each one was tied
to one of the stands. I was wondering what my friend's intentions
were until I saw the paintbrush that he pulled out of his back
pocket.
He started going up, down and all around my feet. Quickly, I started
laughing, and as my body got more sensitive, he started tickling me
harder.
Soon a crowd had gathered around. My friend then announced to the
people around, that he was going to show them all the ticklish spots
on me. He proceeded to attack my stomach, my ribs, my underarms,
every place that he could think of to tickle. The crowd watched
intently as my friend took the paintbrush and proceeded to tickle my
ass hole and balls with it. I was going nuts. Finally, he stopped,
and I thought that the initiation was over.
"Does anyone want to tickle my slave?"
Oh shit. Soon there were hands all over my body and I was squirming
and yelling my head off. Somebody started to play with my cock and
got it hard. This just made me more sensitive and made my torture
even worse.
By the time my friend had stopped the action, I was panting hard and
covered with sweat. Even after he had untied my feet and uncuffed my
hands, I was too wiped out to move. My cock was still hard and my
body was quite sensitive.
"You did good," my friend whispered to me as he sat me up, "You put
on a good show for everyone and I'm proud of you." As he talked to
me, he grabbed my right wrist and tied it tightly to the collar. "I
told you that you would have fun, didn't I. However, each of the
members has to welcome you in individually," he said as he started
to do the same with my left wrist, "so, to complete your initiation,
you have to go up to each member and say 'Sir! Would you please
tickle me sir!' Once you have asked everyone here, your initiation
is over."
So, for the next several hours, laughter was heard throughout the
basement as I diligently walked up to each member and requested to
be tickled.
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