Chuck's Ticklish Plight
by Christopher Trevor and Adam H.
Dedicated to: Wayne C. (for extra “Ticklish” pointers…)

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Author’s Note: Before I begin relating “Chuck’s Ticklish Plight” I want to first thank my internet buddy “Adam H” for his support, ticklish imagination and inspiration over the time of our friendship. When he had sent me some “joke” pictures and I saw the one following I somehow envisioned the guy depicted as being a tickle victim…

The way he is depicted, looking real gullible I think is part of what set my ticklish and evil imagination soaring. Now granted in the picture he is wearing a wedding band but for the purposes of this story he is not yet married to the young lady beside him, her name being Daisy for the purposes of the forthcoming tale. The setting where the above picture was taken is also superb for a playful tickle abduction. It looks like a nice quiet area in the woods by a lake with some mountains in the background. It’s the sort of place, very remote and out of the way where young lovers would think that no one would find them…how wrong Chuck is. So, with all these elements pulled together I, Christopher Trevor, (Author), Adam H. (Poet and writing consultant) and Wayne C. (for input and “Ticklish” pointers) give you our first writing collaboration entitled, “Chuck’s Ticklish Plight.”

The Story:

It was a warm and sultry afternoon when Chuck, groom to be, found himself in the very oddest of situations. The sun was beating down warmly and almost affectionately it would have seemed on the somewhat handsome but definitely rugged and muscular bearded Southern guy and his fiancé Daisy. The young couple was lying side by side on a large sheet set up on the grass by the tip of the lake where they’d just shared an afternoon together having a romantic lunch.

“Oh Daisy, I just cain’t believe that in less n’ a week now you and me is gonna be man and wife baby,” Chuck drawled passionately as he rolled over and wearing just a pair of black tight fitting spandex boxer shorts now lay atop his bride to be, his sexy spandex clad ass pointing up at the heavens as he squirmed sexily and boned up against Daisy. “Like they used to say back in them olden golden days, we is gonna be hitched baby! Yee Haw!!!”

Underneath him and with her scrawny arms around his bull-sized neck Daisy looked adoringly upwards at her groom to be. She felt his hardness against her bikini (which for the record was about two sizes small for her) clad crotch and his manliness made her swoon.

“I know Chuck; it seems like only yeserday that you and me started a datin’” Daisy said breathlessly and kissed Chuck on his bearded chin. “Married, we’re a gonna be married Chuck. Why…the word itself just gives me the willies and the a chillys when I says it…”

Daisy smiled a smile so wide and passionate that it stretched from ear to ear. She kissed Chuck again on his bearded chin and he saw tears of joy in her eyes. He considered himself beyond lucky to have met such a young lady who loved him the way she did. He only wished that she would let go of the “I want to wait for our wedding night” hogwash to get down and do the dirty nasty deed, as the Southern redneck guy referred to it.

“Yeah, I know what you mean Daisy girl; the time since we got engaged just seems to have flown by like an eagle…” Chuck drawled in a man’s passion, the look of a wild animal in his eyes.

“We’s gonna have a lovely life together Chuck,” Daisy whispered.

Smiling with that same man’s passion in his chestnut shaped dark eyes Chuck hefted himself upwards a bit to relieve the pressure on his stalked up erection in his spandex shorts. He had agreed; he had given Daisy his word that they would wait until their wedding night to do the deed. And seeing as the wedding date was now just days away he had purposely started saving himself up. He had not shot a load in nearly four to five whole days. By the time their wedding night rolled around Chuck figured he would be filling his bride with his good stuff all the live long night…as he so comically stated it. Looking down at his fiancé, thinking days ahead to their wedding night Chuck grinded his naked toes into the soft earth as he lay back down atop the woman he loved. She again swooned at the feeling of his iron-like stem when she felt it pulsing against her crotch. She was so glad that Chuck had agreed to wait until their wedding night to make love to her. The way she figured it she would be riding his manhood all the live long night…as Chuck usually said it. She ran her fingers through his thick black hair and kissed him lovingly and passionately on the lips, kissed him on his eyes and cheeks and then his lips again. Chuck held Daisy tight in his muscular arms and did his damned best to hold back the impending eruption. More than anything he didn’t want to soil his spandex shorts with his man juices. The couple’s picnic lunch basket finished over an hour ago or so lay beside them along with the small pile of Chuck’s clothes. As they lay there hugging, snuggling and kissing each other neither of them heard the large van as it came to a halt down by the road.

As Chuck did his best to simply cuddle with Daisy his eyes rolled in his head and he jokingly howled like a werewolf. He was raised up on the palms of his huge hands, looking down at Daisy and then up at the sky as he howled again. Daisy giggled and marveled at the sight of the colossal muscles in his arms. His biceps were the size of bowling balls and she loved how they seemed to flex involuntarily. His huge chest, what she called his rock hard male cleavage stared down at her, his chest adorned with two of the fleshiest and meatiest man nipples she had ever seen. Daisy swooned and her head spun as Chuck again held her in those huge arms of his, feeling his steel-like manhood pressing against her crotch. It amazed Daisy how Chuck’s cock was always erect. He didn’t seem to ever be soft in the private’s area. His jeans seemed to always be tented with his erection. Sometimes maybe he thought she didn’t notice that, but she did, she sure as hell did. She figured she was marrying a twenty-four hour a day sex machine. She gasped for breath in his tight masculine embrace. Chuck leaned down further and kissed Daisy on one of her bikini covered erect nipples. She whispered his name breathlessly as he kissed and tongued her nipple through her bikini top. It was one of the small favors she had granted him. On their wedding night he swore that he would suck her tits right off her chest, that’s how horned he would be… As Daisy moaned sweetly and as Chuck howled again like a werewolf neither of them heard the sounds of the doors of the van opening and then closing. The driver stepped stealthily from his seat and his buddy, a guy named Sam stepped down from the passenger seat. The driver’s other buddies, Jack and Victor stepped out from the back seat. The four burly men stretched their legs and looked upwards at the area where Chuck and Daisy were having their afternoon romantic lunch. The four men smiled fiendishly, donned ski masks and started making their way toward their prey…

After Chuck and Daisy finally let go of each other they sat up. Sitting there in her two sizes small for her bikini Daisy watched as Chuck dressed, pulling on his black tee shirt and then his black gym shorts over his tight spandex ones.

“I suppose we best be headin’ on a home at this point Daisy,” Chuck said as he sat getting his socks on.

“Yeah, I suppose we should at that,” Daisy replied, adjusting her bikini top as she spoke. “I’m a glad I came here a wearin’ this here bikini. I enjoyed the swim earlier… Watching you swim all sexy like in them there spandex shorts of yours really set my heart a racing.”

“Glad you appreciated the show baby, you all didn’t look all that bad in that there sexy bikini you’re a wearin’” Chuck drawled, the look of a man stupefied by love etched on his face as he pulled his first sock on. “Good thing that these sexy spandexes of mine dried up though Daisy…wouldn’t want to show up at home with wet lookin’ unnerwears on now…”

While Chuck was sitting, looking lovingly at his fiancé with one sock on and the other held in hand ready to be put on his other foot the driver of the van, Sam, Jack and Victor had made their way silently and slowly to the picnic area. Neither Chuck nor Daisy were the wiser for what was about to happen. The four men quickly huddled behind a large bush. The driver whispered instructions to his three buddies and then they were off and running at top speed toward Chuck and Daisy, just as Chuck was pulling his other gray ribbed sweat sock on.

“Well, I guess we best start a headin’ on back then eh Daisy baby?” Chuck asked again and as he pulled his sock up, his back turned to the four approaching men, looked into his fiancé’s adoring eyes. He saw her look of adoration suddenly turn to a look of terror.

“Hey, whassamatter baby?” Chuck asked.

“OH MY GOD, Chuck!!” Daisy screamed loudly as Chuck was reaching for his sneakers and she involuntarily gripped the back of his huge neck with one hand.

Suddenly, as he sat there on the grass, from behind him Chuck felt his socked ankles grabbed and he was being pulled roughly and meanly from his fiancé’s grip, him sliding on his stomach on the grass.

“H-HEY!!! HEY!!! WHAT THE FUCKING FUCK???” Chuck snarled as his feet were then hoisted a few inches off the ground and he was dragged further away from Daisy, yet she held tight to his strong neck.

“CHUCK, what’s a goin’ on???” Daisy screamed.

She held to Chuck’s big neck for as long as possible but then, as the van driver and Sam dragged him off her by his socked ankles her hold was snagged off. Chuck then held to Daisy’s legs, his body squirming as he was dragged roughly further in the grass by his ankles. When he was unable to hold onto her any longer he was pulled away from his loving fiancé.

“HEY you fucking assholes, leggo of my danged feet!!!” Chuck snarled like a trapped bear as he managed to turn his head to see the ski masked men as they dragged him along on the grass. “FUCKING fucks, who the hell are you jokers and what is this shit???”

“OH MY GOD, Chuck, what do they want??? What do they want baby??? Who are they???” Daisy screamed as when she tried to get to her feet she was dutifully grabbed by the arms by Jack and Victor.

They pulled her upwards till she was standing between the two men. They held her firmly by her scrawny arms and she watched helplessly and with her heart rending as her fiancé pounded his huge fists against the grass as he was dragged further away.

“Let’s go honey,” Jack said to Daisy, disguising his voice, as he and Victor began moving her along. “You and your brawny fiancé there onna the ground are about to receive your first weddin’ present, yuk, yuk, yuk and yum!”

“You let go of me, and you two unhand Chuck!!” Daisy screamed.

The driver of the van and Sam, each holding Chuck by one of his socked ankles walked along the grass back toward their van, Chuck’s legs raised high as he was dragged along helplessly, not in any position whatsoever to be of any use to himself or his terrified fiancé.

“How, how do you know we’s getting married???” Daisy fumed as she kicked her legs forward as the two men half carried and half dragged her along.

Looking down she watched miserably as Chuck tried to pull himself free of the driver’s and Sam’s awful tight grips on his ankles. Chuck dug his long fingers into the dirt and tried to get a grip, hoping it would cause the two men to lose their hold on him, sadly it was for naught.

“Let’s just say we know of your impending nuptials and leave it at that eh honey, honey?” Jack replied. “Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum!!!”

“You bastards, you fucking shit heads!!!” Chuck snarled from the ground as the driver of the van and Sam now faced forward as they walked along, Chuck’s ankles raised high off the ground and under their strong arms. “You guys leggo of Daisy!! I swear by all that’s holy and all that’s not if you as much as lay a finger on her I’ll kill ya!! I’ll kill ya to death that’s what I’ll do, I swear that I will!!”

By now Chuck was moving along on the palms of his huge hands, practically being carried along by the driver and Sam.

“What in the fucking fucks is this all about???” Chuck garbled. “What the hell kinda weddin’ present could four lowlife kidnappers have for us???”

“Chuck, please…do somethin’ please…” Daisy pleaded as Jack held her arm tight with one hand and grabbed a handful of her chunky ass with the other.

“PERVERT!! Get your filthy paws offen my fiancé!!” Chuck ranted miserably, pounding the grass with his fists, his macho pride feeling horribly deflated at not being able to help Daisy.

When Daisy saw the parked van she let out a blood curdling scream. The horrid realization that she and her fiancé were about to be kidnapped hit her hard, consumed her almost.

“OH GOD, what do you rascals want from us??” Daisy shrieked as they were herded toward the opened back doors of the large van.

“It ain’t much we want from you lady, lady,” Victor giggled, he also disguising his voice when he spoke, sounding like a sadistic school boy as he forced Daisy along. “But your fiancé there on the ground is soon gonna learn the first tribulations o’ bein’ a hubby…”

From the other side of her as he dragged her along Jack said, “Yuk, yuk, yuk, and yum…”

“WH-what do you mean? What tribulations??? Chuck, what do they want from you baby?” Daisy squealed.

When they reached the back of the van Daisy was the first to see the huge thick net dangling from the ceiling of the inside of it. It looked like it was supported by two strong nail-bolts of some kind. The driver of the van and Sam grabbed Chuck’s socked ankles tighter and literally hoisted him up off the ground in an upside down position. Chuck’s arms flailed out uselessly.

“OHHHHHRRRR FUCKING fuckers put me down you guys!!” Chuck roared as he waved his arms helplessly.

Daisy screamed again as she watched her fiancé as he was hoisted into the van and then deposited bodily into the giant net, as if he were a large caught fish. Chuck let out a loud huffing sound and a smelly fart as he became tangled up in the dangling net. His muscled weight caused the net to hang down a bit and then he was hanging in it in the back of the van. The men all laughed at the sound and scent of Chuck’s fart.

“OH FUCKING fucks, I’m all a trapped and tied up in this danged net Daisy!!” Chuck grumbled as he struggled to no avail.

“I’ll tell ya buddy boy, you struggle, you struggle real good up there ya hear?” the driver laughed, disguising his voice as his buddies had done already. “Because I’ll tell ya Chucky ol’ Chuckles, the more you struggle the more tangled up in that net you’ll be…”

“WHO the fuck are you guys???” Chuck screamed from within his netted prison.

It was when Daisy screamed the words, “NO, NO, don’t do that!!” that Chuck’s attention was suddenly riveted to his fiancé. Looking down from where he was trapped and dangling he saw that the two men who had her in their grip were now busy tying her up.

“HEY, leave her alone you bastards!!” Chuck pleaded as he watched them tie Daisy’s hands behind her and her naked feet together at the ankles. “Don’t be tyin’ her up you bastards!!! OH GOD, DAISY!!! Daisy!!”

“Chuck, make ‘em stop, oh no, they’s a tyin me up Chuck,’ Daisy screamed frantically.

When they were done tying her Jack meanly slid two fingers down the front of Daisy’s bikini bottom and gave her pussy a quick flick.

“OHHHHHHHH!!!” Daisy panted and then she was hoisted up into the back of the van along with her poor trapped fiancé.

“You bastard, I’ll getcha for that…” Chuck threatened as he watched the men sit Daisy on the floor of the van, a few feet from where he was trapped and hanging in the net.

“Now you two behave yourselves back here for the duration of the ride ya hear?” Victor laughed.

“Where you takin’ us???” Chuck asked angrily as he struggled in the net, the confines of it snaring him tighter and tighter in its mesh.

“You’ll see soons enough,” the driver said and grinned in his ski mask.

The grin looked somehow familiar to Chuck but with the state that his mind was in he could not put his finger on why. The back doors of the van were slammed shut and only the light from the sultry afternoon through the two small windows on the doors lighted the interior now.

“OH GOD, oh Chuck, we, we been kidnapped…” Daisy said, crying now, terrified. “What do they want from us Chuck? It cain’t be ransom they a want… We’s ain’t rich, we’s ain’t rich by a short long shot…”

“Now you hush Daisy, we’s got to figure some way outen this mess,” Chuck rasped. “FUCKING fucks, lookit how they got me all netted and packaged up here, fucking totally fucks…”

They heard the sounds of the four men climbing into the front section of the van and then the van started moving along the road. Daisy cried harder… The only evidence that Chuck and Daisy had been at the lip of the lake were their lunch basket, the sheet they had been lying on and Chuck’s sneakers, which he had not gotten onto his feet before his abduction…

”I’m a scared Chuck,” Daisy whimpered.

“Daisy, Daisy, listen to me baby…” Chuck panted, his fingers gripping the tiny holes of the net he dangled in. “You’re in a better position than me to get free, ya hear?”

“WH-what???” Daisy asked, sniveling.

“Somehow baby, somehow, you gots to get untied Daisy,” Chuck panted. “You gots to get untied and then get me outen this here net they lifted me into…I cain’t do jack shit in the position they got me in up heres! Double damn man!! And remember what that joker said, iffen I struggle in this danged net the more tangled up I’ll get! You got more leverage freedom down there than I do up here…”

“H-how am I supposed to get free?” Daisy asked miserably. “The way they gotten me all tied tight like I cain’t move…”

Chuck mulled on it for a moment and then his eyes lit up, the way Daisy loved it, his eyes lit up. Looking up at her trapped fiancé Daisy suddenly felt a tingling and a slight wetness at her crotch.

“Daisy, the floor of the van is metal right?” Chuck asked, sounding desperate.

“I-I suppose so it is, why?” Daisy asked.

“Lie down on your back and feel around for a sharp edge,” Chuck said instructionally. “When you find a sharp edge start a rubbing the ropes around your wrists against it.”

“Oh, oh yes, good idea Chuck,” Daisy said happily and did as her fiancé said.

Watching her squirm on the floor of the van Chuck then felt a tingling at his crotch too… He could not seem to take his eyes off watching how her tits jiggled in her bikini top and her crotch squiggled around as she squirmed on the floor of the van.

That’s a it Daisy, that’s it baby, we’s gonna be okay, we’s gonna get outen this, you mark my words baby…” Chuck drawled happily as his erection pounded in his shorts.

After a while Daisy was half standing as she leaned against one of the side walls of the van, rubbing her wrists there, trying now to find a sharp edge along the wall. As the van plowed on she was jostled and nearly lost her balance. She stumbled and her face landed against the side of Chuck’s crotch in his netted prison. She involuntarily took a deep breath and the scent of musty sweat emanating from her fiancé’s most private area filled her nostrils. She shuddered in ecstasy and returned to the task at hand of trying to find a sharp edge to break her bonds with. She leaned back against the other side wall of the van. After a long while Daisy found a sharp edge and began sliding the rope tied around her wrists against it. It was slow and tedious work. As she tried her best to get untied Daisy was again knocked against her dangling fiancé. This time her nose collided with one of his ass cheeks…

The van came to a halt about a half hour later in front of a large cabin set by itself in an isolated area of the wooded road. Two more men, Chris and Adam looked out the window of the cabin.

“They’re here, fuck, I can’t believe it, they really did it, it looks like,” Chris said to Adam and the two men looked at the large oak table dominating the center of the cabin and all the rope piled up next to that table.

“They have to have done it,” Adam added. “If they didn’t they wouldn’t be back here…”

Outside the cabin the driver of the van and his three cohorts disembarked from the vehicle and headed towards the back of it.

“I want him blindfolded from here on out,” the driver said sternly. “It’s too damned hot to keep these ski masks on while we work ol’ Chuckle Chuck over.”

“But then Daisy will see who we are man…” Jack said. “And you said that half the fun of this was them not knowing who it was that nabbed them…Maybe we should blindfold her too.” “I don’t give a rat’s ass if Daisy knows who we are…” the driver said as they sidled up to the back doors of the van. “She cain’t be blindfolded, seeing as we want her to watch while her fiancé gets his before the wedding present. If she decides to give us away to her soon to be blindfolded beau then “he” suffers more…it’s that simple…the choice is hers really…”

“Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum, you think of everything man…” Jack snickered as the driver opened the van doors. “HOLY SHIT!!!”

“OH NO!!” Daisy screamed as she was still working at trying to get Chuck freed from the net after having taken an inordinate amount of time to get herself freed first.

“She’s loose, she’s fucking loose!!” the driver barked angrily. “Grab her before she frees…”

But, as the driver was about to end his sentence Daisy managed to get the ends of the net untied and Chuck rolled free of the binding mesh.

“FUCK!!” the driver yelled. “Get them!!”

“CHUCK!!!” Daisy screamed as her fiancé was getting himself to his socked feet and she was dutifully grabbed by Jack and Victor and hustled roughly out of the van, her breasts almost falling free of her bikini. “CHUCK!!!”

“Come on Daisy baby, yuk, yuk, yuk and yum,” Jack trilled meanly.

“LEGGO of my fiancé you perverts!!” Chuck reeled and came plowing out of the van like a madman.

With his enormously muscular arms outstretched he reached for the driver’s neck, only to be ambushed from behind by Sam. Sam meanly kicked Chuck’s legs out from under him, sending the groom sprawling.

“AAARRRRHHH no man…” Chuck garbled as the driver then reached down to grab his wrists.

He hauled poor Chuck upwards to his socked feet, dancing him around stupidly in the grass.

“You ain’t getting outa this all that easily buddy boy…” the driver said and as Chuck struggled in his grasp the driver pulled Chuck close to him and pecked the groom to be on the cheek.

“SLOB!!!” Chuck spat in the guy’s ski masked face and as his fiancé watched helplessly the driver lifted Chuck over his shoulders in a fireman’s carry so that his arms and legs were pinned as he was then lugged toward the cabin.

Perched up there on the huge man’s shoulders Chuck looked down at his fiancé as the other two men moved her along toward the cabin as well. Chuck’s cock was (fear) hard in his shorts.

“Daisy, Daisy, I swear, I have no idea what the fucking fucks they want baby…” Chuck called out helplessly. “I have no clue what this is all about Daisy!!”

As they walked into the cabin Chris and Adam quickly donned their ski masks and then turned to the other four men and their captives.

“Shit, shit, thanks so much for the help out there you two!!” the driver grumbled at Chris and Adam. “It would have been real fun chasing these two through the woods had they gotten away huh? You saw us struggling with them! The bitch somehow got untied in the van and nearly caused us to lose the groom! Why didn’t you two come out and help us round them back up again???”

“You seemed to be doin’ okay out there,” Adam said with a fiendish looking grin on his ski masked face as he approached the driver, taking in the sight of Chuck draped and pinned over his shoulders.

*Here is an example of how the driver has Chuck slung over his shoulders.*

“Man, you really did manage to snag him,” Adam said, grinned over at his buddy Chris and snapped the elastic in one of Chuck’s socks as he lay across the muscleman driver’s shoulders.

“Let me down you bastard!!” Chuck ranted and realized how the men’s conversations all pointed to the fact that they had wanted him especially in their clutches and not really Daisy. “And tell that guy to leave my danged socks alone huh?”

“Get his pesky fiancé tied to a chair and lets get this side of beef prepared for his wedding present…” the driver said and slammed Chuck down on the huge oak table on his back.

“UHHHHHHH!!!” Chuck grunted as his back hit the table.

He tried to quickly get up off the table but his arms and ankles were grabbed by Chris, Adam, the driver and Sam. Chuck was held tight and fast in a spread eagle sort of position as he watched helplessly while Jack and Victor lashed his bikinied girlfriend to a straight back chair.

“What in Sam hell do you bastards want? Talk to me here!!” Chuck grumbled as he squirmed in the four men’s grasps.

“Okay, she’s goin’ nowhere soon, lets get started on our groom over there, yuk, yuk, yuk and yum,” Jack joked when he and Victor were done tying Daisy to the chair.

While the driver, Sam, Chris and Adam held Chuck tight Jack and Victor began stripping their victim.

“H-hey, HEY!!! What are you perverts up to here???” Chuck crowed loudly as his shirt was pushed up and over his arms, baring his huge hairy muscular chest and two of the fattest and plumpest nipples any of the guys had ever seen.

“Damn, double damn, he’s got better fucking tits than some women I’ve dated…” Chris stated and gave one of Chuck’s jutted up nipples a squeeze and twist.

“HEY, what are you guys faggots?” Chuck spat up at Chris as his spandex shorts and the ones over them were being pulled down his legs toward his socked feet. “Keep your hands off my danged tits buddy boy!”

The men all snickered gleefully as Chuck’s shorts and spandex were taken off him…

“DAMN, he’s stalked up to full mast,” Jack said, reaching over and grabbing a handful of Chuck’s manhood, twirling the monster-sized cock in his fist.

“FUCKER, DANGED SICKO!! Leggo my cock man!!” Chuck panted as Adam did the honors of peeling the angry groom’s socks off his feet. “Fucking guys are a handlin’ me like I was some Saturday night proteetute or something there abouts…”

“Looks to me likes he’s really enjoyin’ all this huh guys?” Jack asked as he whirled Chuck’s hard crust some more. “Yuk, yuk, yuk, and yum…”

Chuck’s eyes rolled in his head as he felt the crown of his cock tingle and his stored up man juices cooked hotly in his kiwi-sized balls… He knew that just a tad more and whoever the fuck this guy was that had his erection in hand would have him spewing what could very well be the first of many hefty loads.

A short while later Chuck was tied to the table on his back, his muscular arms pulled up and over his head, his hands joined at the wrists, tied tightly together and the short slack of the rope extended over and tied off to one of the table legs. His legs were spread wide across the table and his ankles were each tied off to one of the table legs at the other side.

“Damn it all Daisy, lookits the way they got me all trussed up here like some Thanksgivin’ turkey and whatnot!” Chuck groaned and squirmed miserably, his cock embarrassingly erect, his head turned and looking at Daisy as she struggled tied to the chair.

Then, a black cloth was placed over Chuck’s eyes, effectively blindfolding him…

“HEY, oh no, no, why this too???” Chuck drawled, sounding panicky. “Coverin’ up my danged eyes…”

”Welcome to your first of what I’m sure will be many wedding presents Chuck ol’ boy,” the van driver said as he and the other five of the groom’s captors began pulling off their ski masks.

“OH MY LORD!!!” Daisy cried out when she saw the van driver’s face, along with the other men’s faces as well. “Y-YOU!! Oh my God, all of you!!”

“Now Daisy, you keep that trap of yours shut,” the driver said, holding up a finger and pointing at the helpless bride to be. “You say a word and your handsome fiancé here suffers even more of what we plan on skirtin’ him through…”

“And just what the fucking fucks are you all plannin’ on skirtin’ me through pray tell?” Chuck said loudly, looking around in blindfolded darkness. “I suppose that kidnappin’ me and Daisy wasn’t enough for you mugs eh?”

Suddenly, the cabin was filled with the sound of loud and raucous laughter as the six men tickle tortured the tied down groom. The driver of the van and Sam had taken up position at Chuck’s armpits and were digging their fingers in deep, twirling them in his cavernous pits. They were even strumming their fingertips up and down and up and down some more in the groom’s moist and sweaty armpits…

To be sure, Chuck was astounded at this atypical and most unusual turn of events… He could not believe, that of all things, they were tickle torturing him…

Jack and Victor stood on either side of the table tickling Chuck’s ribs and sides, making him squirm in his bondage like a fish out of water atop the table he lay on… Jack had added a torturous feather to the mix, tickling the tip of Chuck’s cock head with it as he tickled his ribs and sides with his other hand… Adam and Chris were each squatting at one of Chuck’s tied up bare feet. They were each lick tickling the bottom of one of the groom to be’s meaty big feet, sliding and slathering their tongues up and down and up and down in a gliding and very ticklish manner…

“OHHHHHHHHHHH HOO, HOO, HOO, HOO, HOO, HOO, oh my Gawd Daisy, I’m, I’m a bein’ a tickle tortured here…of all things honey, honey…” Chuck hyena laughed behind his blindfold. “HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, untie me you bastards, l-let me fucking loose!! HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, g-got me imitatin’ Santa Claus here, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO, HO!!!!”

“Yeah, it sure does a sound like Santa Claus is comin’ to town, yuk, yuk, yuk and yum,” Jack laughed as he feathered the tip of Chuck’s erection and finger tickled his ribs and side.

“HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR, HAR,” Chuck cackled. “You mugs’ll pay for this shit!!”

“Pay for it?” the van driver asked and dug his fingers deeper into the trapped groom’s armpit that he was tickle torturing. “Chuckles ol’ boy my groom to be, we’re not payin’ for shit here! We’re getting it all for free!”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Chuck screamed his laughter. “S-STOP ticklin’ me you all shit heads! Oh my Gods please stop…”

“Stop it, stop it,” Daisy panted from where she sat tied up. “He’s very tickle sensitive! He can’t take that!!”

“Oh he’ll take it Daisy, he’ll take it for sure,” the van driver laughed sadistically. “Call this his initiation to being a married man. “And thank you Daisy dear for bringing it to our evil attention that your fiancé here is so danged tickle sensitive.”

“Yuk, yuk, yuk and yum, but that just makes me want to tickle the life out of him even more…” Jack piped up.

As Chuck laughed and squirmed atop the table his cock bobbed and twitched back and forth, swaying in the wind like a flag on a pole it would have seemed.

“HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH, HAH,” Chuck ranted in laughter. “D-Daisy, I can feel two of ‘em thar perverts lickin’ and ticklin’ my danged stanky feet, talk about slobs!! Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!!”

“And just for the records Chuckles ol’ Chuck,” the van driver said, leaning down and speaking directly into the captive’s ear. “What we’re doing to you here is only the beginning. We have a slew, a fucking slew of devices that we plan to use on you to tickle the livin’ daylights out of you…”

“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” WH-why in Sam hell are you all a doin’ this to me??” Chuck panted.

What he really wanted to ask was why they were doing it to him and not to Daisy. Of course the muscular groom would never want to see his fiancé harmed in any way…or tickle tortured for that matter. But wouldn’t most men who’d gotten the drop on a couple want to torment the female half of that couple? Wouldn’t they? Chuck wondered as he laughed and laughed. But in this case the joke was apparently on him but he just didn’t get the joke. But for a guy who didn’t get the joke he sure as all hell was laughing at the unknown punch line.

“You’ll find out soon enough Chuckles,” the van driver laughed and twirled his fingers in Chucks’ now very sweaty armpit while Sam did the same with the other one.

“When, when you boys, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, when you boys kidnapped me and a Daisy we thought we was bein’ nabbed for, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, HAW, nabbed for ransom!!” Chuck managed to drawl.

“Not as simple as that my groom to be,” the van driver said into the captive’s ear.

All Chuck could do was laugh and laugh and laugh and sweat bullets atop the table…

His cock throbbed huge and beefy between his legs as Jack went on and on feathering the tip of it…

The feelings emanating from his feet as Chris and Adam lick tickled them sent chills up his tree trunks like legs and through his very being… His cock tingled some more as the two guys really licked, licked, and licked his bare feet.

“What a weddin’ present you six are a givin’ us,” Daisy prattled angrily, looking especially over at the van driver. “Wait’ll poor Chuck is untied. He’ll make short work of all of you…”

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