Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. >The Tennis Match by TheBlushingPrincess Part 2: A Teasing Start Mike immediately drew back his hands from Kelly -(TM)s smooth and toned belly, as her loud and violent reaction surpassed anything he had imagined. Shit. She was ticklish as hell. Freakishly ticklish. From the one tiny squeeze on her belly, she had let out a ferocious -FFFUUUUCCCKKK!!!! - which stunned the both of them. He stared at her in shock. She stared at him in fear. They looked at each other for a few seconds. Then Mike -(TM)s face slowly turned from shock to glee. He slowly surveyed her entire naked body before him. Mike spoke calmly, but there was a giddy excitement in his voice as well. -Wow, Kelly. You -(TM)re really ticklish. I barely even touched you. - Kelly became shy again. If she were able to cover herself, she would have. -I know. I know. You don -(TM)t have to do this, Mike. - -Oh, but I do. I really do. - -Why? - she pleaded, sincerely hoping he might change his mind. -Because you are so cute when you -(TM)re tickled. - Kelly became even more shy, if possible. Mike continued. -But here -(TM)s what we -(TM)re going to do. I -(TM)m really going to need to take an inventory of where you -(TM)re most ticklish. - -Mike, please -- - -No, really. That -(TM)s what we need to do. - He gently poked her armpits. She squirmed. -We -(TM)ll start at the top -- - He grazed her sides. She writhed in response. -We -(TM)ll work our way down -- - He passed his fingertips over her hips. She continued her twitchy movements, much to Mike -(TM)s visual delight. He gently brought his fingers over her thighs, wiggling them as he went, passing the backs of her knees, down to her calves, and stopping at her ankles. -We -(TM)ll move on down to your thighs and legs -- - He held his fingers there at her ankles. He just stopped and smiled. Kelly looked back in trepidation. She knew there was only one place left. Mike grinned at her and said, -And then, we -(TM)ll just need to finish up -- - He moved his fingers off her ankles and positioned them above the soles of her feet. -With your adorable -- little -- feet. - He brought his fingers down, wiggling them against her soles. Even from this tiny movement, Kelly screamed and cursed repeatedly, shaking wildly against the mattress, doing everything she could to escape. Mike lingered there just about five or six seconds. But that was all it took. He drew back his fingers. Wow. Kelly was spasming in the aftershock of that short, tiny touch. Imagine how adorable and sexy she would be when subjected to the main event! Mike couldn -(TM)t wait. But he wanted to draw out the torture just a bit longer before he began in earnest. Their eyes were locked. Kelly was panting. Mike was smiling. Wow. Was this going to be fun. Part 3: What Have I Agreed To??? Mike looked at Kelly. He was deep in thought. Then he said, -You know, if you -(TM)re really going to get the full treatment, I think I need to change my position. - Not giving her time to respond, he mounted her, straddling his knees on either side of her belly. -Don -(TM)t worry, I won -(TM)t put my full weight on you. But this will give me better access to your armpits. - -Mike, I don -(TM)t know if -- - But Mike didn -(TM)t wait for her to finish her sentence. He immediately moved his hands up to the soft and tender skin around her armpits and he gave a gentle squeeze. It didn -(TM)t make her scream or curse. But it did make her giggle and writhe. Mike preferred this anyway, at least for now. Yes, it was absolutely fun to torture her and make her thrash and yell. And there would indeed be plenty of that coming. But he also melted at the sound of her gentle giggle. So feminine and sexy. And the way her upper body writhed? It was captivating. He dug his fingers in just a little more. Her laugh intensified, along with some cries of -STOP, PLEASE! - He couldn -(TM)t get enough. -Why would I stop? - he asked, teasingly. The combined look of torment and pleading in her eyes -"coupled with the involuntary squealing and laughter -"was almost too much for Mike to handle. Almost. -Wow, Kelly, - he beamed as he continued to tickle her gently. -This is really a feast for the senses. Feeling your body. Watching you writhe. Hearing your laughter and futile protests. It only makes me want to intensify the tickling! - And so he did. He squeezed harder around her armpits. Not so hard as to hurt her at all, but hard enough to elicit a significantly more impassioned response. Her back started to arch. Her upper body twisted side to side causing her breasts to shake, oh, so delightfully. Mike -(TM)s eye was drawn to her marvelous breasts. He hadn -(TM)t yet touched them, but it was only a matter of time. Not yet, though. Not yet. -MIKE! PLEASE! PLEASE! - But Mike had no interest in stopping. -Hold tight, Kelly. Just another few minutes right here. Then we -(TM)ll move down to your sides and belly. Wow. This is fun! - -THIS IS NOT FUN!!! - Kelly said through her squealing and laughter. -What are you talking about? I -(TM)m having the time of my life! And look at your smile! You must be enjoying it! - But just then, he released his grip. Instead, he started to cascade his fingers around her armpits and upper sides. Her laughter and squealing subsided, but the squirming only intensified. And this time, the squirming extended down to her pelvis and thighs. Laughter turned to moaning. Eyes wide open went to eyes blissfully closed. Mike smiled. -Oh, you like that? - Kelly moaned a bit more as Mike continued to drift his fingers across her armpits and her upper sides. He was working up the nerve to start cascading them across her chest. As Kelly -(TM)s moaning and squirming continued, Mike started to let his fingers wander. He found the fingers on his right hand gently grazing her upper chest, above her breasts, and his left hand grazing and tracing the area just below her breasts. -Is this a nice break from the tickling? - he asked. Kelly purred and squirmed. She looked so incredibly sexy. And she wasn -(TM)t protesting about his finger placement. Not at all. In fact, she seemed to be craving more. Mike decided to push his luck. With both hands, he started to trace the shape of her breasts. Circling wide and then moving closer to her nipples. Circling and circling. Kelly -(TM)s body started to undulate beneath him. Mike wasn -(TM)t going to abandon the tickling, but he was curious where this was going. So he kept on. He traced lightly, closer and closer to her nipples. Her pelvic movement was getting stronger. Then he decided to go for it. After all, she wasn -(TM)t stopping him. His fingertips descended directly onto her nipples. At his touch, he heard her suddenly and audibly inhale. Just making small circles with his fingertips. Oh, her breasts and nipples felt so amazing to him. He couldn -(TM)t believe that he was there, straddling her naked body, looking at her tied up and helpless, as he gave her what he only assumed was some sort of calming yet sexually charged sensation. He continued circling her nipples for a bit. He would change it up and cascade his fingertips across them. Clearly, she was enjoying it. Her pelvic motion was becoming stronger and more rhythmic. Yes, Kelly was rubbing herself against Mike -(TM)s shorts. He could feel it. She was extending her body upward to make contact so she could find just the right pressure. Now, while that would have been fun to continue in its own way, Mike was feeling a little feisty -"and maybe a bit sadistic too. He suddenly lifted his hands off her nipples. -Kelly? - -Yes? - she replied, a guilty tone in her voice, as though she had been caught doing something she shouldn -(TM)t have been. -Are you rubbing against my shorts? - -Maybe -- - she said, continuing to rub -- and continuing to get closer to orgasm. Mike lifted his body away from her so she could no longer make contact. Feeling the sudden absence of pressure, Kelly asked, -What -(TM)s going on? Where did you go? - At this point, Mike wasn -(TM)t touching her at all. Nowhere. No contact. -Look, Kelly. You -(TM)re not getting away that easy. I -(TM)m not done with the tickling. No. In fact, I -(TM)ve hardly even started. - Kelly, still in a bit of a near-orgasm trance, pleaded, -Mike, please. Let me finish! Then you can tickle me all you want. I promise. - She had been so, so close when he pulled away. She needed to finish. It was maddening. Still writhing, she continued to implore, -Okay? You can tickle me all afternoon. Just let me finish. Please! - Mike could hardly believe his ears -"and his good fortune. He could tickle her all he wanted? It was now coming clear to Mike. If he kept her on edge, she would agree to just about anything. Anything in the world. Heck. Might sexual favors even be on the table? Perhaps. Perhaps. No, there was no point in fully satisfying her this early in the day. Keep her on edge. Go back and forth. Intense tickling. Light caressing. Gentle rubbing. But no. No release. Ever. She would plead and plead. She would be willing to negotiate -- but in a very poor negotiating position. And all he had to do was keep her close. Keep her on edge. If he could successfully do that, he would own her for as long as he wanted. And boy, did he want to own her. Just keep her as his naked plaything forever. Wow. Mike smiled at her. Part caring and part sadistic. He moved his hands back onto her body, grasping her sides just below her ribs, but not moving his fingers. She jumped a bit at his touch. -Well, Kelly, I don -(TM)t want you to get too carried away. We -(TM)ve got a lot more tickling to do before I let you go all the way, if you know what I mean. - -Mike, come on. Please. I -(TM)m begging you. - -I know you are, Kelly. I like it. Keep on begging. You -(TM)re really cute when you beg. - And with that, Mike squeezed his fingers around her sides, just below her ribs. Kelly screamed, -NOOOO! PLEASE!!! COME OOOOONNNNNNNN!!!!! - Mike couldn -(TM)t help but smile broadly as he relentlessly tickled Kelly -(TM)s sides. He watched with sadistic jubilation as her pre-orgasmic squirming instantaneously transformed into uncontrollable writhing and desperate attempts at escape. As her moans of pleasure suddenly gave way to screams of torment and fits of involuntary laughter, Mike dug into her sides even further. Pulsing and twisting. Wiggling and worming. The sound of her laugh was intoxicating. He couldn -(TM)t get enough. He watched her body squirm and struggle. Anything she could do to escape the intensity of the tickling. He had never seen anything sexier -- and he had never been more turned on. Never ceasing his horrid finger movements, Mike decided to lay it on thick with some verbal tormenting as well. -Kelly, wow. And we haven -(TM)t even gotten to your upper-inner thighs yet! That's what you said was the worst, right? Your upper-inner thighs? Oh, boy. If this is how you're reacting now, I can't imagine what's going to happen when we get to the good parts! Oh, and the feet, right? Let's not forget about those cute, tickleable soles of yours. Wow. I could just spend hours tickling them. - -MIKE!!! PLEASE!!! I -(TM)LL DO ANYTHING!!! - -Anything? - -ANYTHING!!! - Mike started to work a little lower, moving his hands and fingers between her belly and her hips. This was even more intense than her sides. The laughing and screaming grew -"as did the cursing. -FFFUUUUCCCCCCCCCKKK!!! SSSSTTTOOOOOPPPPP!!! SSSHHHHHHIIIIIITTTT!!!! - Mike smiled bigger than he had in a long time. -Oh, but Kelly. This is waaaaaay too much fun. I don -(TM)t think I -(TM)ll ever stop. - -NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!! PPPPPLLLLEEEEEAAAASSSSEEEEEEEE!!! - Mike escalated his efforts, wiggling his fingers deeper into her belly. And it paid off. Her cursing and twisting and laughing only grew. -Mike! I -(TM)m begging you! SSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTOOOOOOOOPPPPP!!! I -(TM)ll do ANYTHING!!! You can play with my nipples again!!! Anything!!! - Mike chuckled out loud as he continued his assault on her belly. -Play with your nipples? Isn -(TM)t that what you want me to do? No, if you -(TM)re negotiating for a break -"and let -(TM)s be clear, it is just a break -"you -(TM)ll need to offer me something much more interesting than -~playing with your nipples. -(TM) - -SHIT! SO TICKLISH! PLEASE! - -Make me an offer. - The tickling continued, unabated. -FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! - -Make me an offer. - More relentless tickling. Mike was having so much fun. -FUCK! STOP! FUCK! YOU CAN SPANK ME! OKAY? YOU CAN FUCKING SPANK ME!!! - Mike froze. The tickling stopped immediately, although Kelly -(TM)s body continued to respond to the aftershocks of the stimuli. His hands still resting on her belly but no longer moving, Mike was dumbfounded. Softly and slowly, as if to confirm for himself what he thought he heard, he said, -I can spank you? - He sure hadn't expected that! Kelly -(TM)s eyes were wide. Had she really offered that he could spank her? She had never been spanked in her life. It wasn -(TM)t a fetish of hers at all. It just had come out of her mouth. Anything to stop the tickling, even for a moment. Fuck. Kelly got quiet and shy again. -I guess that -(TM)s what I said. - Mike needed a moment to process this turn of events. -Let me understand, - he said slowly, now going back to lightly caressing her upper body -"including her breasts -"with his fingertips. He happily watched her body gently writhe as he spoke. -You -(TM)re offering that I can spank you while we take a break from the tickling. And then when the spanking is done, I -(TM)ll go back to tickling you? - Kelly, now realizing this was a horrible deal, wanted to withdraw the offer. But she was too embarrassed to go back on what she had said. She just stayed silent, staring into Mike -(TM)s eyes, wondering what might happen next. Hoping he might take pity on her. Mike, on the other hand, was absolutely intrigued. Earlier, when Kelly had been facing away from him, naked on his bed on all fours, he had been entranced by her ass, remarking to himself how perfectly spankable and squeezable it was. And now he was being given permission? Well, this was far too tempting an offer to pass up. The only question was how to maximize his fun -- and compound her torment and adorable bashfulness. But Mike was clever. He would figure it out. -Deal! - he exclaimed. Kelly thought, Holy fuck. What have I agreed to? What had she agreed to, indeed. Mike was quickly learning there wasn't much she wouldn't agree to in order to stop the tickling. And he was intent on finding out just how far he could take her. But one thing at a time. First, the spanking. Oh, he would have fun with this! Part 4: The Spanking Mike stood up and looked at Kelly -(TM)s body from a distance of a few feet. Wow. He could hardly believe his good fortune. For there she was. Naked. All his. He was learning how to press her buttons -- and how to make the most of the situation. -Alright, Kelly, - he said as he untied her ankles. -I -(TM)m going to have to untie you for your spanking. So you promise to keep your word? When the spanking is done, we go back to the tickling? - Kelly really couldn -(TM)t believe what she had agreed to -- yet again. How was she possibly making one humiliating choice after another? Seemingly willingly? It was truly unbelievable! And now she was about to be spanked? A situation that was completely of her own design? Things were happening much too fast. But she had no idea how to regain control. No idea at all. Before Mike untied her wrists, he gave just a quick little tickle below her armpits. She wasn -(TM)t expecting it and she squealed that delightful and sexy squeal that made Mike so incredibly hard. -Sorry, Kelly. I just couldn -(TM)t resist myself. - He gave her a friendly smile as he undid her wrist restraints. You would think that Kelly would be so used to being naked by now that she wouldn -(TM)t give it a thought. But no. Not sweet, bashful Kelly. As soon as her hands were free, her arms went to her breasts. She swung her feet off the bed and crossed her legs. Ah. Modesty. Sweet modesty, at last. If only for a moment. Mike looked deep in thought. -Okay. Now look, this was your idea. And to be honest, I -(TM)ve never spanked anyone before. So you -(TM)re going to need to be gentle with me, okay? I want to make sure I do it right. - Kelly really didn -(TM)t know what to say. She hadn -(TM)t been spanked before either. She just blurted it out without thinking. Anything to stop the tickling. Anything! But always helpful, Kelly offered, -I could just lay down on the bed? - Mike thought. -Sure. Why not try that. Go ahead and lay down on the bed, face down. Let me take a look. - Kelly laid down on the bed. The perfect, smooth hourglass shape of her back led so gracefully down to her ass. It wasn -(TM)t the first time Mike was seeing her ass today, but it was absolutely a beautiful view of it. -I -(TM)m sorry, Kelly. Your butt is just so incredibly squeezable. I mean, wow. Can I? Would you mind? Can I just give it a good squeeze? Would that be alright? - Kelly, strangely enough, was genuinely warmed by Mike -(TM)s asking for permission to squeeze her ass. After all, he had been touching her whole body during the tickling. But now he was asking. It was sweet. Kelly turned her head to look at him. She sighed. -If you want to give it a playful squeeze, that -(TM)s fine, Mike. That -(TM)s fine. - Mike walked over and gently lowered his hands. He placed them on her cheeks. She was a little surprised that it felt so nice. He kneaded his hands into her flesh and she writhed in pleasure -- just a little. Mike wanted to kiss her all over. But he resisted. There was spanking and tickling to be had. Mike pulled his hands away. -Alright, Kelly. This looks good. I could certainly spank you here. But I don -(TM)t want to be too hasty. Can I look at some other options first? - Kelly was taken aback. -Options? You want me to pose naked for you so you can decide how you want to spank me? - -Well, yeah. I guess so. I mean, look. This is my first spanking. I want to make the most of it. So how about this. Get off the bed and kneel in front of it with your chest leaning forward onto the bed. - Kelly didn -(TM)t have much fight in her at this point. The best bet was to comply and simply get the spanking over with as soon as possible. She got down on her knees and leaned her chest onto the bed. She turned her head back to Mike for approval. -Like this? - Mike studied her for a moment. And then he said, -No. No. Not there. Let -(TM)s try something else. I know. I know. How about this. Come here. - Mike took Kelly by the hand. She was a little surprised by this, actually. Even after all the touching -- everywhere -- for Mike to hold her by the hand seemed strangely intimate. It actually made her just a bit damp. She took his hand. She felt very safe with her hand in his. She kind of didn -(TM)t want to let go. He led her into the kitchen and waked her up to the kitchen table. -There! - he said, proudly. -Now bend over the table. - -Really? - -Absolutely. Go on and bend over. - She did. And once again, she looked over her shoulder at Mike for approval. -Like this? Does this work for you? - Mike took his time. He looked at her from a distance. He looked at her from close up. He even acted out a single spank in slow motion to get the feel for what it would be like. -Well, Kelly, this is pretty good. I mean, you look so amazing. Maybe just spread your feet shoulder-width apart. - She did, and then immediately realized at that point that he could see her most intimate area as she was bent over. She started to get shy and nervous again. -Okay, - Kelly offered. She closed her eyes tightly. -Do it. Get it over with. - She braced herself. But nothing happened. She opened her eyes and looked back at Mike. -I -(TM)m sorry, Kelly. It -(TM)s just not right. - He thought. Then the light bulb went off over his head. -I -(TM)ve got it! - He took her by the hand once more. This time, the act of holding hands with him made her tingle from head to toe. Add to that the fact that she was naked, and she was so incredibly aroused. Holding her hand the whole time, he led her back to the bed. He sat down and patted his lap. Kelly looked at him, a bit confused. -What? - she asked, now bashfully covering her breasts with her arms again, keeping her legs tightly together and crossed a bit. Mike smiled like the cat that got the canary. -Over the lap! It -(TM)s perfect! Just over the lap! - Kelly froze. This was too much. Okay. To have to strip. To have to be tied up and tickled. To have to pose for the perfect spanking position. But now? To have to go over Mike -(TM)s lap for a spanking? Like she was three years old? No. She couldn -(TM)t do it. She was submissive, but not that submissive. Or so she thought. Mike patted his lap once again, all smiles. -It -(TM)s perfect, Kelly. Come on. Hop on! - -I don -(TM)t know -- - -Now again -- this was your idea! So no backing out now! - Kelly took a deep breath. This was how it was going to be? How would she live it down. She just hoped he wouldn -(TM)t remember it. But how likely was that? He would remember this moment his entire life. Shit. Shit. Shit. Sweet, bashful, naked Kelly uncovered her chest, lowered her body, and laid down across Mike -(TM)s lap, perfectly presenting her defenseless ass to him. -Okay, Mike. Okay. Here I am. Spank me. - -Kelly, you are just amazing. Just amazing! - -Do it, Mike. You better start. I can -(TM)t promise how long I -(TM)m going to stay here like this. - -Okay. Here I go. Three -- two -- one -- - Kelly closed her eyes and braced herself. Mike raised his right hand and -- SMACK! He didn -(TM)t smack her particularly hard, but it was hard enough for her to make an adorable little gasp and for her cheeks to jiggle just perfectly in response. Mike was surprised, but it was more exciting than he had expected. Such a feeling of dominance. Sure, she had been tied up before while he tickled her. But this time, she wasn -(TM)t tied up. She was just willingly submitting to him while he spanked her. Over his knee! He was feeling all kinds of new emotions. And so was Kelly. The smack on her backside awakened something in her. It didn -(TM)t hurt so much as it stung. But the feel of Mike -(TM)s power over her was exciting. Again, she found herself giving into the submissiveness of the situation -- and enjoying it. She no longer was in control of her own body. She belonged to Mike. And she liked the feel of his thighs below him, of his eyes on her from above, and of his powerful hand on her. It also occurred to her that his other hand had just been resting on her upper thigh. She focused on that for a moment. The warmth. It wasn -(TM)t squeezing her or anything like that. It was just resting there. But she felt his masculinity just through his resting touch. And she was turned on by that as well. It then occurred to Mike that they had never discussed how many spankings she would receive. And as much as he felt comfortable having free reign with the tickling, he was actually quite nervous about the spanking. -Okay, Kelly. Good job, - he said, signaling that the spanking was over. Kelly was shocked. -What do you mean? - -Well, there -(TM)s your spanking. - She paused. Then, and she couldn -(TM)t believe it, but she said, -You just spanked me the one time. - -Right. I know. - She paused again. -I think I need a few more. - Her voice was as timid and sweet as it could possibly have been. She felt Mike -(TM)s erection growing in his shorts. -Again? - he asked, almost as timid as she had requested. -Again, - she said, a bit more confidently. He summoned a bit of courage. -Very good. Again. - And as if in slow motion, he raised his hand and brought it down on her completely vulnerable backside. SMACK. For Kelly too, it was a slow-motion moment. The feel of Mike -(TM)s growing erection, through his shorts, against her privates. The feel of his resting hand on her thigh. Seeing his upside down legs as she presented herself over his lap. Yes, Mike would remember this moment forever. And so would she. Smack. Squeal. Jiggle. Smack. Squeal. Jiggle. Smack. Squeal. Jiggle. The rhythm was intoxicating for both of them. After enough smacks, Mike stopped. He took her hand and laid her back down on the bed. Their eyes were laser-focused on each other. Nobody said a word. Neither of them had experienced a moment of sexual tension quite like this one. He gently but powerfully secured her wrists to the bedposts once again. Then he moved down and secured her ankles. He climbed on top once again, straddling her hips with his knees. -Okay, Kelly. Break -(TM)s over. Ready or not, here it comes: Tickling: Round Two. - And then, Kelly said something that truly surprised both of them. "I'm ready, Mike. I'm ready. Make it a good one." They stared at each other in silence for a moment as Mike started to gently graze his fingertips over her naked body. She smiled and writhed. "I'm waiting..." she sang, all but daring him to give her the tickling of a lifetime. Gradually, the grazing turned to light tickling... slowly growing more and more intense. And before long, the delightful and highly charged sound of squealing filled the air.