On my 18th birthday, my two best friends Henrietta and Amanda overpowered me and hogtied me face-down on my bed. Then they took my shoes off and tickled the sensitive soles of my bare feet.
It was unbearable. I struggled furiously and curled up my bare toes but it was no use. Between my convulsive bursts of helpless laughter I begged them to stop, but they continued tickling me mercilessly.
Finally, Amanda told me they would cease this painless torture if I agreed to walk around the house completely naked all day. I'm the sort of shy girl who wraps a towel around myself in the swimming pool changing rooms, and I was appalled at the prospect- so I refused at first. But they just carried on tickling and tickling until...
"YES! YES! Anything! ANYTHING!" I cried. "Just stop tickling my bare feet! Please! PLEASE!"
So they untied me and forced me to strip completely bare in front of them. Even though there were only the three of us girls in the place, and Henrietta and Amanda made approving comments about my naked body- especially my boobs and bum- it was a humiliating experience as I padded around the house nude doing my daily chores.
It's Amanda's 21st birthday soon. Her turn to get stripped off...