My Tickling Dom Boyfriend

My Dom BF - Chapter 2

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I laid strapped to the bed, my wrists had ropes tied around them and each was connected to the bars at the head of the bed, pulled taut so I couldn't move them as much as I struggled.

Likewise, my ankles were similarly roped and tied to the foot of the bed so I was going nowhere, spread eagle fully naked on display.

'How does that feel?' Zeyad asked as he stood beside the bed towering over me in a tank top and shorts, his muscular body looking delicious in his outfit. 'You comfortable?'

'Yeah, all good,' I said as I turned my head and moved my limbs as much as I could. There was a slight give so I wouldn't develop a cramp in my position.

'Not too tight or anything?' He asked as he checked the knots in the ropes.

'No, it's ok,' I smiled. 'I'm excited!' I was giddy with

'Me too,' he said, leaning over and kissing me on the lips. He had to do the moving since I was all tied up and secure.

We had arranged a kinky session together where I'd be tied up and he would have his wicked way with me.

'So, safe word is "red" ok?' Zeyad said seriously, making sure we both knew the protocol if either of us wanted to stop.

'Ok, "red", got it,' I confirmed, nodding.

'Let's begin,' he smirked with a devilish grin.

Zeyad reached with tender hands and started circling my nipples with his fingertips, making the sensitive areolas grow to attention.

I squirmed under his touch, my eyes flickering under the pleasure. I took in so deep breaths, trying to avoid the touch but his fingers found the nipples again as he continued the pleasurable torment.

Then, he touched them more intensely, flicking them.

He laughed as he looked down at my crotch.

When I followed his gaze, I could see why.

I hadn't noticed I'd grown hard from the sensual touching. Damn, I was really into it already.

Zeyad decided he had had enough with my nipples and moved to my pits instead.

I was already bracing myself.

He flicked his fingers across the hair under my pits.

I bit my lip, trying not to give myself away.

But, he moved in more, using his fingers to press deep in my armpits and he moved them back and forth into the crook of the pits.

I held my breath until I couldn't help it any longer, bursting out laughing as I wiggled under his grip.

'Ahhhhh,' I screamed and laughed all at once. I pulled my hands to block him but they were secure with the ropes.

'Noooo, stop,' I tossed as he went from the left pit to the right and back and forth, taking advantage of my trapped position.

'That's not the safe word, remember,' he reminded me, laughing.

I laughed and groaned as I wriggled away from him, his large muscular body imposing.

I could feel my erection growing ever harder from the sight of my big, muscular boyfriend being all in control and in charge of me, a helpless, tied up guy for his enjoyment.

He teased me and stopped, giving me a reprieve from the torment.

I relaxed back onto the bed, glad the tickling onslaught was over for now.

My chest rose and fell quickly. I hadn't realised how much energy I was expounding from playing with Zeyad.

'You doing ok?' He stroked my head and looked me in the eyes.

'Aw haw,' I nodded and took a deep breath.

'Good,' he smiled and kissed my forehead. 'Ready for more?' he asked.

I rolled my eyes and said, 'yes, go for it.' I'd probably regret it, but I was enjoying the session, as frustrating as it was.

'Cool,' Zeyad nodded and took a little toy from the bedside locker. It was red and delicate in the air: a soft feather. 'I wonder what fund we can have with this?' he smirked.

I gulped.

He drew the feather down towards my body. It danced lightly as it whooshed through the air.

Zeyad moved it to the side of my torso, caressing the skin along my stomach.

I should probably mention that I'm extremely ticklish, especially along my stomach so the feel of the light feather was doing wonders for my sensitive skin.

I yelped as I felt the feather touch my side, flinching as it made contact.

'Wow, that sensitive are we?' Zeyad laughed.

He passed the feather up and down my sides and along my stomach, swirling it in circles and drawing lines.

I couldn't hold it in. I laughed and squirmed. The anguish of the ticklish sensation was too much to bare.

'Ahhhhh,' I tossed, but the ropes held me to the bed.

'Zeyad used one hand to press on my chest as the other hand painted shapes with the light touch of the feather, driving me crazy.

Shutting my eyes hard, I tried to concentrate and not let the sensation get to me, but it was no use.

'Noooooo,' I laughed, my roars filling the air.

Zeyad lifted the feather from my skin as my torso shook with full body laughter at the tickling.

He joined in on the chuckling, enjoying the fun he was having too. He grabbed the bulge in his shorts, clearing getting a crack out of the torment he was causing.

'Ok, I don't think you're going to last much longer, so let's go for the big finale,' Zeyad decided and moved to the foot of the bed before grabbing my feet. He held them tight in his iron grip, curling a large taut bicep around my ankles and then with his other hand tickled the soles of my feet.

I roared from the sensation.

His fingers dug into my feet, rapidly flicking the soles.

My back arched as I tried to move away, but he had me, using his brute strength to hold me in place. If the ropes weren't enough, his dominant power kept me right where he wanted me.

He drew his fingers in lines and all kinds of shapes along the soles of both my feet.

'Yeah, you like that, boy? All trapped in place, nowhere to go. Your big dom boyfriend is in charge, tickling you. My personal plaything.'

'Uhhhh, fuck,' I whimpered as I squirmed. I was already hard from the torment, but his sexy talk was turning me on also. He knew exactly how to press all my buttons.

'Yeah, you're all mine to use, babe, no escaping my touch. I can do whatever I want with you and you can't do anything about it,' he tickled even harder.

I was screaming at this stage, overwhelmed by the sheer feelings and emotions of it all.

'Ok, "red, red!"' I yelled.

He stopped immediately, letting go of my legs.

I fell back onto the bed, out of breath. I thought I was going to explode from the sensations of it all.

'You alright, babe?' Zeyad asked, coming to sit on the bed by my head.

I nodded, catching my breath. 'I loved it... but I think I've had enough,' I smiled, looking up at him.

'That's ok, I had fun,' he started untying me.

'Thank you,' I said to him for the session. 'I had fun too.'

I hugged him once I was free of the ropes.

'I can tell you enjoyed it,' he chuckled as he pulled back from the hug, looking down at himself.

As I looked down at his top, I could see why.

My dick had smeared precum all over it.

'Whoops!' I said and we both laughed at the situation, enjoying the afterglow of a fun kinky session.