35 year old Shane thought he had the best job in the world. He worked for the “Alternate Disciplinary Therapy” Company. Under this umbrella we’re Orgasm Denial Therapy, Milking Therapy, Post Orgasm Torment Therapy, and the Department he supervised…Foot & Tickle Therapy.
Judges would send young men to any of these programs that they deemed best fit to correct a pattern or criminal behavior and get the perp to meet their comeuppance.
“Evening boys” Shane said walking in to greet his team.
The 6 men happliy greeted him back.
Among them:
Eric, A 40 year old handsome Asian man and Marcus, A handsome black man in his 50’s. Both had a title labeled “Tickler 🪶” on their shirt under their name tags.
Justin, 25 years old. Short brunette hair. An athlete on the side. Baseball and golf. Young, boyish goodlooks. He was wearing his sneakers with only one foot being socked and the other bare. But we’ll get to that later… His title under his name tag showed as “Foot Pro 🦶🏻”.
The other 3 men were all intentionally fit, muscular men. All trained in BJJ.
Steve a 40 year old BJJ coach, Clean cut, corny but charming married man 38 year old man Tom, and Brock, The 45 year old tatted and beared no nonsense kinda guy. A pretty intimidating bear of a guy. The titles under their name tags read as “Takedown team 💪🏼” Shane was a part of this team as well.
"So today we have a new perp being put into our program, Tommy Jenkins. 24 years old. "
(Tall, Dark, and Handsome. Dark brown curls and what some might decribe as a cocky “hung smile”. Washboard abs.)
“He is accused of leading a welfare fraud scheme. Targeted people in need to fund his work free, vacation heavy life” Shane said flipping through a slideshow presentation on their newest subject.
Pictures of the sexy 24 year old on various vacations on beaches, showing off expensive shoes, surrounded by beautiful woman on yachts. He had amassed close to a million followers showing off and vlogging his lifestyle, unknown to his followers how he got it…
Elsewhere in the building Tommy was being prepared for his sentence. He couldn’t believe they were letting him get off so easily. The judge told him all he has to do is pass one program/test and he is off the hook. That could be over today.
“Hi Tommy i’m Dr.Alec. I’m gonna get you set up for the program now. Hopefully you will be able to pass and be out of here within so many days. You get a shot at passing each weekday” Alec said.
“Ill be out after today, not so many days, thank you very much” Tommy said with a smirk.
Alec had Tommy seated in a wheel chair and placed a VR headset and headphones on his head. Then Alec hit a play button on a remote he was holding.
Tommy was staring at complete darkness until a spiral video started playing in the VR headset.
A deep voice boomed in the headphones.
“You are frozen. You can’t move but are fully present. Focus and memorize the map shown, it will be the only opportunity to do so…”
Tommy realized he really couldn’t move. He could only sit and watch this boring video.
The video playing showed a silent POV of someone at the starting point of some sort of hallway maze. The POV ran through several different wide halls…left, right, all over, before finally reaching a door that said “Exit” above. The man in the POV gave a thumbs up upon reaching the end. It seemed like it took about 5 minuets.
Tommy only paid half attention to the video. He couldn’t care less. He was just here to do the program and get out asap.
The commanding voice came back after the silent POV video.
“I hope in your moment of mental restraint you paid close attention. The video shown is exactly what you need to do to complete the program, Just find the exit. Each weekday you will get to be removed from your room here and have a chance to run the course. You fail the course by being captured. You don’t want to be captured. Especially if you hate feet and tickling…Now hear is an example of a failed course run”
A VR set played a new silent video. This time the view was not POV, but from overhead cameras. A man in a wheelchair is rolled into the starting point of the hallway maze. He is wearing a VR headset and headphones which are taken off of his before the door is closed behind him. The man in the video is wearing boxing gloves on his hands. Text briefly comes on screen:
“Donny, Prolific offender. Course attempt 15”
Some sort of signal seems to snap Donny out of his trance. He hops up and begins running through the maze in different directions. The camera cuts to different cameras showing he is being pursued by 4 men. One of the men eventually catches up with Donny and is able to grapple with him and get him down. The man doing the takedown appears to yell to his team that he got him. Next the men all worked together to carry a reluctant Donny into the middle of a large open room. The 4 men each laid down keeping a hold of his limbs. One on the left arm, one on right arm, One on the left leg, one on the right leg. They had him held spread eagle.
One young man walked up with a small but very heavy box contraption that went over Donnys head. Their was not much room to move the head back or forth. Their was two slots at the top of the box. The man had a chair set up above the head/upper chest area and slid both of his feet into the slots at the top of the box.
2 men walked in and sat down at the feet and began to tickle away. Another man sat between the legs and focused on the upper body.
Donnys body seemed to be trying its hardest to thrash and pull but it seemed like the guys in the video had a good grip on him. The men all seemed in good spirits laughing and smiling as the body they were tickling and holding down twitched on the screen.
The video ended. A blank black screen.
Tommy sat frozen and in shock. No fucking way, he thought.
Someone from behind him removed his VR headset and headphones before he heard them quickly disappear behind him and close a door.
His stomach dropped. He was in the same wide hallway starting point from the video.
“Awake” he heard Dr.Alecs voice say through a speaker in the hallway.
Tommy was no longer frozen. He sprung from the chair quickly. He noticed he had the small boxing gloves taped to his hands as well. He went behind him trying to open the door but couldn’t. He began to kick at it to no avail.
At a different starting point in the hall maze the 4 members of the takedown team, Shane Steve, Tom, and Brock, all began to coordinate with each other.
“Okay, let’s go in 2 pairs. Ill go with Tom, Steve and Brock, you go down that hall. Remember to yell if you got him and we’ll meet up with you. Good luck gentlemen, remember we dont make any money if we dont get him so lock in” Shane said.
The 4 men then split up in 2 pairs and took of jogging down different halls.
Shane put out his hand to Tom running behind him and brought his finger up to his own lips as a signal to be quiet. He and Tom stopped for a moment with Shane pulling him against a wall.
“Listen…I can hear footsteps approaching” Shane whispered.
The footsteps were quick and getting louder…which meant getting closer.
Suddenly Tommy appeared coming by.
Shane grabbed his arm and Tommy turned and swung at him as the glove connected with the side of Shanes face.
“Whoa! Easy there buddy” Shane said.
His boxing gloves were designed to be very soft and Shane just laughed it off, keeping his grip.
“Get the fuck off of meeeee!” Tommy screeched, kicking and punching.
Tom jumped in to help get the other arm. His hand grabbed the shirt Tommy slipped out, at the same time giving Shane a kick and leaving Tom holding just his shirt and Shane losing his hold.
“Slippery guy eh?” Tom said.
“Nice try fuckers!” Tommy yelled taking off and flipping the bird behind him.
Tommy didn’t know the halls so he just kept running in a panic and taking random turns. No way was he gonna let them get in a position where they could tickle him or put feet on him. He hated being tickled. It would just about give him a panic attack at the thought. He was sensitive to touch everywhere. And worst of all, their was nothing he hated more than feet! He couldn’t understand how anyone could ever like them.
As Tommy was reaching end of one hall, with Shane and Tom right on his tail, a leg popped out from the wall at the left end of the hall. Steve’s leg tripped Tommy as he was coming by.
Tommy landed on the ground. He quickly got up but Steve went again. Kicking his foot/leg against the back of Tommy’s foot and using his arm to push him backwards.
Tommy fell backwards, being caught from behind and let down safely by Shane, who got him in a rear head and arm lock. Brock straddled his legs quickly. Brock was so heavy Tommy had no chance of getting up.
“Excellent footsweep” Shane said to Steve.
Tom grabbed one arm and Steve grabbed the other as Shane slowly released his grip (once he had confidence both of them had a good hold on Tommy’s arms).
Shane walked over and grabbed hold of one of Tommy’s ankles. Brock got up and quickly grabbed hold of the other before Tommy could kick.
“Okay great job guys, now to the main room” Shane said.
Tommy yelled and tugged as the 4 men carried him through the halls.
“I guess this makes me the superior Tom” Tom said with a chuckle.
Every derogatory and/or curse word in the book came out of Tommy’s mouth.
They made it too the large open room.
Claps and woo’s from Eric, Marcus, and Justin sitting against the wall waiting.
The center of the room had a firm mat that they carried the criminal too.
They slowly brought him down in a spread eagle position before quickly pinning/grappling his arms and legs down.
Each one of the men were laid down on their side holding a limb with both hands and their legs/feet locked around it. It looked like they were all tightly spooning with an arm or a leg.
Justin got up, carrying over the heavy head contraption. Before he put it on, he slipped off his shoes. He was wearing one sockless. He took the slightly damp sock off of one foot and brought it too Tommy’s mouth very quickly sat down with Tommys head between his knees and as Tommy was in the middle of a yelling and cursing fit, stuffed the sock in his mouth. He pulled out some clear tape and sealed the sock in Tommy’s mouth. He then got up and fitted the box over Tommy’s head. Their was no room for Tommy to move his head in any way, up, down, or from side to side. Before Tommy knew it, he saw 2 size 13 smooth white feet slowly slide into the 2 slots at the top of the box and engulf his face. The toes giving a little wiggle before the connected to his skin.
Eric and Marcus rubbed their hands together as they excitedly walked over.
“You get left and ill get right?” Eric said.
“Sounds good to me” Marcus said.
They each sat at a foot and began to tickle with their fingers.
Eric did an agonizing light tickles with the tip of his fingernail and just gave little scratches/tickles on the sole in different areas. Holding the foot in place by the big toe. Tommy’s feet were size 11 and very soft and sensitive.
Marcus was more aggressive with his tickling. Giving very fast tickle fingers or scraping up and down the soles with his nails. He pulled out a small bottle of oil and rubbed his hands before rubbing the foot. Then he pulled out a hairbrush and went to town.
Tommy’s body jerked and buckled with every scrape.
“Come on guys! Hold him more still! Your letting him mess up my work” Marcus commanded.
The 4 men from the take down team strengthened their holds tighter.
“You can take the other foot as well” Eric said.
Eric got up and walked up just a bit to sit between Tommy’s stretched out legs.
Eric tickled lightly right in the groin area and thighs. You could see the muscles tense up when his fingers ran through.
Eric then gave light tickles on the stomach before jamming his finger firmly into the belly button.
“Ergghhh!” Tommy tried to yell through his sock gag as his body spasmed like he was just electrocuted.
The belly button/ finger jam move took him by such suprise and was so sensitive that the men holding him almost lost their grip.
Eric just kept his fingers firmly pressed down. He didn’t even need to move it. Just Tommy’s light twitching and jerking was enough to make it worse, he was the one doing all the moving.
Marcus got bored of tickling both soles and moved to one of the hands of Tommy. He removed the glove.
“Bet you didn’t know just how underrated this tickle spot is!”
Marcus held Tommy’s hand/fingers down with one of his hands and tickled the palm of Tommy’s hand with his fingers.
Tommy was laughing, trying to curse, screaming, and crying through his sock gag all at once. Anytime he got a moment of relief to get a deep breath it was just of Justin’s feet, his toes curled around Tommy’s nose. His other foot rubbing and exploring Tommy’s face.
Justin slid his feet out of the box.
Tommy was laughing out loud now and swearing.
“Ahahahhaha get the fuck off! Hahahaha”
Justin’s hand slid into the box with some sort of item he quickly shoved into Tommy’s mouth. It was an open mouth gag.
Now Tommy’s mouth was stuck spread open and his head stuck in place.
To Tommy’s horror he saw Justin’s foot slide back in the box and slide right into his mouth. It took a minuet but Justin was able to fit all 5 toes and almost the top half of the whole foot in Tommy’s mouth. The other foot slid into view rubbing Tommy’s nose.
Eric now moved onto the armpits. Very quick unrelenting fingers.
The other 4 men were sweating just trying to hold Tommy in place at this point. Tommy was using all his strength to pull away or get up. Eric was sitting on top. Went it got too tense it was like Wric was riding one of those mechanical bulls.
Marcus went for more hidden spots. Tickling under the knees with his fingers. The neck…before finally going back to his favorite…the soles of the feet.
Tommy began to lose his bladder and pee from being tickled so hard. Eric hopped up quickly.
30 minuets passed from when they had started the tickling in the big room. A bell went off.
The men all loosened their holds and got up.
Justin removed the heavy box off of Tommy’s head.
Tommy laid in the middle of the mat. Shaking a bit. Panting and catching his breath. His hair and body sweaty.
He had no energy to get up and throw hands or even talk shit at the men. He just laid there, physically demolished.
The other men all smiled at each other. Fist bumps and high fives all around.
“Great job today guys, All day everyday” Shane said.
They all excited the room, leaving Tommy laying alone.
Soon the guards at the facility would come in to take him back to his room. He would get a try at finding the exit again tomorrow for round 2…
Back at his Office Shane posted an offer online for new positions available.
The program has been such a success that he wants to put together more teams at the facility that do the same as his group he supervised.
The AD read that they are looking for:
Strong, fit men to be a part of the takedown team. Preferably having experience in BJJ. Can take someone down and keep hold on them without doing damage.
Experienced and merciless ticklers to be a part of the tickler positions.
And of course, the easiest job you’ll ever have, Bring a Foot Pro. Just sitting and relaxing with your soles on a perps face.
Shane smiled as he hit enter to post the AD.
Do you want to be apart of our team?
