Chapter #8Losing all strength. by: Cyb   Ms Davis stopped tickling my feet. I inhaled deeply to recover, but wasn't given much time as she simply rotated on my legs and slid up to my upper legs. She than poked me in the sides with her index fingers. "Hey ha stop that." It didn't tickle that much, but made me twitch every time. "Okay, looks like you want it another way." With that she began to tickle my sides again. My teacher used both her strong hands to knead my midriff. "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA!" her tickling brought me right back to my previous state. My tummy was more ticklish than the weak points on my feet so this was even worse. Thankfully she was also too focused on tickling me that she didn't think her position through. Sitting on the back of my upper legs meant that I could bent my knees and thus kick her in the back. I didn't do it coordinated, but her tickling made me do it. The kicks were also not really strong, but Ms Davis felt that I was kicking her. "Oh that's the reaction I expected from a fighter. You can't use your hands, but your legs are still able to attack me. This is really good. You should have done something like this before." I could only answer with my continuous: "HAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHA HAHA" as her hands didn't slow down and just kept tickling my sides.
"Let's see what you do when I take your ability to move your legs from you as well. Shall we?" With that she stopped tickling me, turned me on my back and set back down just above my knees. I didn't even understood what happened all I realized was that my face was more comfortable and my legs couldn't kick anymore. Ms Davis than put her soft hands back on me tummy and continued to tickle it. When she started her hands were rather cool, but the squeezing, scratching and kneading had made them warm. Just getting touched by them would have felt fantastic, but the tickling robbed me of the pleasure of this pretty teacher having her hands all over my body. I laughed: "HAHAHAHAH BREAHAHAHHAHAKHAKK HAHAHAHAHHAHA".
Ms Davis just continued and again added my ribs into her tickling mix. She remembered how well her tickling up and down from my ribs to my sides and back up worked so she resumed with that pattern tickling up and down. I was still laughing like crazy. Tears were streaming down my cheeks, but my struggling became less. Partly because I simply couldn't really move my body. The main reason however was that the teacher had basically tickled every piece of strength and energy out of me at this point. I never was a person with a lot of stamina so I thought it was amazing that I managed to hold out for this long, but my body had become too weak to struggle at this point. I was however still laughing the whole time.
My teacher noticed that my movements died down: "What's wrong? You had so much fight in you and now almost nothing of it is left. Maybe I can bring out a little more." With that she started blowing raspberries on my belly again. First the left side than the right side. It actually worked a little as I started to shake my head again. I also started to drool again. The new movement died down rather fast and so Ms Davis blew the next set of raspberries on my belly "AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOHOHO HAHAHAHAHAHAH NO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA" This time I didn't really move again. So my teacher took the next step and blew the next raspberry right in the center of my belly. This made me shake my head again for a few seconds. But when she did it another time I moved even less and the third time I only reacted but a burst of laughter: "BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA HAHAHAHAHAHAHA"
There I was completely weak and defeated laughing non stop. My lungs hurt. Ms Davis made me activate my last energy reserves just to steal them from me immediately. I could now only laugh while the tears flowed from my eyes. That's when the tickling became less. It didn't stop, how I wished it would have at this point, but the raspberries she was still blowing on my belly stopped and her hands slowed down.
"I'm really amazed at you. It looks like you have no power left in you, but there is one thing that shows me that you still have some remaining energy left. And you are even provoking me the whole time with it. Maybe this is the best way to help you overcome this challenge." I had no idea what she was talking about. My eyes were still closed so I only felt Ms Davis standing up. I didn't even try to move at this point. Maybe I could, but she had tickled all my reserves out of me. I was still curious what she was talking about, but mostly happy for the break.
My teacher put her hands under the rim of my underpants my last remaining piece of clothing, lifted my butt up a little and pulled them down just like my pants in one swift motion. She threw them on my pants and sat back down on the same position as before. I had slightly recovered at this point. I was still unable to move, but I could open my eyes. Ms Davis had a friendly smile one her face. "Don't be afraid, I still want to help you. I think you will really profit from this test.", she told me with a warm smile. I somehow believed her. She had taken me beyond some bounds, but I knew her and exactly this friendly supportive way of her was a big reason why I had a crush on her. I felt her soft, warm hands on my belly again, but now she wasn't tickling she was just caressing it. This did almost not tickle, but felt wonderful. And made my erection grow a little.
She looked back down on my erect member and whispered to it: "You are the big energy source. Let's see how I can get his power out of you." Her hot breath made it twitch excitedly. "Just look at you so big and strong. I will definitely get something out of you.", she continued talking to my member. Ms Davis proceeded by removing her right hand from my tummy. Her left hand still caressed it and sped up a little to compensate for her right hand. She brought her smooth hand close to my penis and started to ...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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