The Long Way Home from Costa Rica

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THE LONG WAY HOME FROM COSTA RICA

‘I just called the airline to confirm our flights going back
to Canada,’ Mike told his wife,
Bobbie, as he sat down in the lounge of the Costa Rica Plaza,
‘and all I got was a damn
answering machine that told me the airline had gone out of
business and we would have
to find another way home.’

‘My God, Mike, what are we going to do,’ she replied, ‘we
don’t even have enough
money to survive for more than a few days, let alone pay for
another flight to Canada.’

‘That means we’re screwed, too,’ said Brandy, one of the two
other young women at the
table, who had been talking with Bobbie - Samantha and I were
on the same airline and
we don’t have a lot of money left either.’

‘This really sucks,’ said Samantha, ‘I think I’ll just go and
call the airline and see if I can
get through,’ rising up and leaving the lounge.

Brandy started to cry - ‘My parents are on vacation in Europe
and Samantha’s are away
camping in Alaska - and it’s Friday night so we can’t even
call the bank until next week -
damn, I don’t have anything there either - I spent nearly
everything on this trip.’

‘Mike, I have to be back at the office by Tuesday for sure,’
Bobbie said, ‘I’ve already
been away longer than I’m supposed to be - they gave me two
extra days since you’re
always away working and we hardly get to see each other.’

‘Yeah, honey, me too,’ he told her, ‘if I’m not on that
company plane to the north this
Wednesday, I’ll lose two weeks work, maybe even more - there’s
got to be a way that we
can get another airline and get home - what about our credit
cards.’

‘We’re already up to the limit,’ Bobbie said, ‘well, pretty
close anyway - there’s no way
we can get two airline tickets back to Canada on them.’

Samantha came back to the table with tears streaming down her
face, saying ‘it’s true, we
are stuck in Costa Rica, the airline’s gone bankrupt’.

‘Damn, we’re really stuck,’ said Brandy, ‘we have hardly any
money and there’s nobody
we can phone for help.’

‘Wait a minute,’ Bobbie said, ‘we could try the Canadian
embassy - they could help us.’

‘They’ll be closed for the long weekend,’ Mike pointed out,
‘they won’t even see us until
Tuesday and that’ll be too late - we have to be home by then.’

‘Excuse me,’ a voice with a latino accent interrupted,
‘perhaps I could be of some help
with your dilemma - forgive me, I couldn’t help but overhear
your conversation as I was
at the next table - I might be able to help you raise the
money to get home even today -
my employer is a wealthy and influential man here in Costa
Rica - I think that he might
be willing to help you.’

The latino man returned after some fifteen minutes and sat
down at their table - ‘my boss,
Don Ricardo dela Rosa, is willing to invite you to his
hacienda this evening and he will
have airline tickets for all of you - the only catch is that
you will have to play one of his
special games - at least, the three women will.’

‘Yeah, right,’ said Samantha, ‘so we’ll have to screw some
latin millionaire to get our
plane tickets home - no thanks latin man!’

‘No, that’s not the case at all,’ he said, ‘there are many
beautiful women in Costa Rica
and my boss is very handsome - he could have any of them - he
will only ask the three of
you to play a gambling game - if you win you’ll have some
money as well as your plane
tickets - if you lose he’ll tickle you but at least you’ll
still have your plane ride home.’

‘Wait a minute,’ said Mike, ‘this guy you work for, this dela
Rosa, will play a game with
these girls and if they lose they get tickled but if they win
he pays them - and for sure we
get four plane tickets home - is that right?’

‘No way Mike,’ Bobbie said, ‘you know how ticklish I am - what
if he tries to get at my
feet?’

‘Yeah, me too,’ Samantha said, ‘nobody touches my feet and
lives to talk about it - that is
the most ticklish spot I’ve got.’

‘For me it’s my belly and my breasts,’ added Brandy, ‘I can’t
take it there.’

‘Let’s just see what his boss has in mind,’ Mike suggested,
‘if it’s a game that we can win
fairly easily it shouldn’t be a problem - you wouldn’t be
taking much of a risk.’

‘It’s easy for you, Mike,’ Bobbie said, ‘they don’t want to
tickle you - you’ll just get to sit
and watch.’

‘My employer, Don dela Rosa, is a very nice and fair man,’ the
man pointed out, ‘he only
has a great love of tickling young women - he loves the sound
of their laughter - I suggest
that the four of you take him up on his offer to have dinner
at his hacienda tonight - at the
dinner he will explain exactly what he has in mind and you can
then decide if you would
like to accept his challenge or return to your hotel -
meanwhile, if you’ll provide me with
your names, I can see that the airline tickets are prepared
for you this afternoon.’

‘Okay,’ said Bobbie, ‘I’m willing to have dinner with him and
see what he has to say as
long as I’m not obligated in any way.’

‘Yeah, me too,’ Samantha added.

‘Okay, me too,’ Brandy conceded, ‘but I’m trusting you guys.’

The four stranded tourists then provided their names to Don
dela Rosa’s assistant and the
arrangements for a pickup at six o’clock that Friday evening
were made.

At the hacienda, the four met Don Ricardo dela Rosa, an
elegant and handsome Latin
gentleman in his early sixties - the man reminded them of Mr.
Roarke, the owner and host
of Fantasy Island on television - in fact, Mike remarked
quietly to Bobbie ‘I wonder
where Tattoo is’ for which she gently slapped him - Samantha
said softly, ‘never mind
Tattoo, it’s the plane, the plane I’m after’.

The four were seated with Don dela Rosa and his assistant,
whose name turned out to be
Jose (go figure), for a wonderful steak and lobster dinner
with all the trimmings and fine
Mexican wines - apparently Don Ricardo owned several of the
wineries - dinner was, of
course, accompanied by great conversation in which everyone
got to know each other a
little better and Don dela Rosa was able to learn of the four
young peoples life and work
in Canada - the social worker, the bank teller, the store
clerk and the oilfield mechanic.

‘Well, my friends,’ Don dela Rosa began, ‘I have a proposition
for you - all four of you
must accept my offer or it will not be completed - to
demonstrate my good faith I have
had Jose purchase four tickets on the American Airlines flight
to Dallas on Sunday, and
the connecting flight from there to Canada - here they are’ -
he placed them on the table
for all to see.

 

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‘The game I propose to play is solitaire - by Las Vegas rules
of course - the deck will be
randomly selected and dealt on a computer terminal - it will
consist of 52 cards and the
opening score will be a negative 52 points - each card that is
placed on one of the home
piles will credit 5 points to the score - thus, negative 47,
negative 42, and so on - if the
score at the end of the game is negative, the young ladies
will be tickled for that number
of minutes - if the score is positive, each will receive ten
dollars in cash for each point - if
all the cards are placed on the home piles, each will receive
a flat ten thousand dollars
placed directly into her bank account for that round.’

‘Well, that’s pretty easy,’ said Mike, ‘solitaire is a cinch
to play - everbody knows it.’

‘I am happy that you feel that way,’ said Don dela Rosa, ‘you
will be the one to play the
solitaire on the computer terminal - for your efforts, you
will receive all of the money that
each girl receives - so your winnings will be the same as the
others - only that you will
not be tickled as they will.’

‘It still sounds complicated to me,’ said Samantha.

‘It is quite simple,’ explained Don dela Rosa, ‘my four
servants will take the three of you
to another room where you will be prepared for the game - they
will then escort you into
the tickling chamber where the three of you will be secured to
the three tables - once you
have been properly secured, Mike will play the first of the
five games.’

‘So we can’t back out if we accept,’ asked Bobbie, ‘is that
the way it works?’

‘You will be able to back out until the game commences - once
the game is started the
tickling chamber will be sealed and nothing can stop the
system until all five rounds of
the game are completed - the system is completely automatic.’

‘Okay, I’ll try it,’ said Bobbie, ‘if Samantha and Brandy are
willing to do it.’ - the other
girls agreed.

‘Please Mike, don’t screw this up,’ Bobbie said, ‘I don’t want
to be tickled anymore than
I absolutely have to.’

‘Yeah, Mike, don’t screw it up,’ taunted Samantha as she
passed Mike.

‘Have fun,’ he responded.

The three girls escorted Don dela Rosa’s servants, four young
Mexican women, to a nice
dressing room - it had baskets for clothing, baths and other
amenities - they were told to
remove all of their clothing and jewelry except for their
panties - the girls complied - each
of them developed gooseflesh as the coolness of the air hit
her skin.

Their eyes went wide and Brandy’s mouth fell open as they
passed through the steel door
and saw the three large light-blue x-shaped tables in the
middle of the room - the top of
each was padded and finished in soft blue leather - there were
foam-lined stainless-steel
restraints for the wrists, neck, abdomen, knees and ankles on
each table.

‘My God,’ said Bobbie, ‘this is for real!’

‘Senorita,’ said Maria, one of the servants, to Bobbie,
‘please lie down on the table.’

Bobbie took a deep breath and sat up on the side of the table
- she turned and lay down on
her back as Maria instructed - she saw Brandy and Samantha do
the same on their tables -
Brandy lay down on her side with her knees drawn up and up on
one elbow - ‘how do I
look,’ she taunted the others, ‘maybe I’ll get my picture
taken here.’

The latino girls drew each of their arms up beyond their heads
and placed their wrists in
the stainless steel restraints which promptly snapped shut -
the girls then pulled their
ankles to stretch their bodies - they then drew their legs
apart and placed them onto the
leg portions of the x-shape where the restraints snapped
tightly about their knees and
ankles - the girls then carefully secured the restraints
around their abdomen and then
around their necks - the three girls found their heads held
perfectly back and down into a
recessed portion of the tables - the four young latino girls
then left the chamber and
closed the heavy steel door.

‘Wow,’ said Bobbie, ‘do you two ever look sexy in that
position.’

‘So do you - you look good enough to eat,’ taunted Brandy,
‘like a cute little blonde
buffet - I wonder if Mike is hungry.’

‘Yeah, but you don’t have a guy with you, maybe you’ll just be
a treat for our host - or
maybe you like other girls better than boys and you’ll be a
treat for Samantha,’ taunted
Bobbie as she tried to move her feet.

‘Ha! Ha!,’ Brandy responded.

‘Damn, this is scary,’ said Bobbie, ‘I’m helplessly strapped
down, stretched out to the
fullest length of my body and I can’t even lift my head to see
my feet.’

‘At least we can still wiggle them,’ Samantha pointed out,
then whispered ‘I’m really
getting excited - I’m already wet.’

‘Me too,’ whispered Bobbie, ‘that’s probably why they left our
underpants on - if we get
really wet it’ll show.’

In the meantime, Mike had been seated at the computer terminal
- he was alone at the
special computer station - the room was locked, of course, so
that he would not be able to
leave in an effort to rescue the three girls - the start of
the game only required the push of
the enter button - Don dela Rosa pushed an electrical switch
and the upper portion of the
wall on one side of the room slid open to reveal the inside of
the tickling chamber.

‘Wow,’ said Mike, ‘how’d you ever get them to allow you to
strap them down like that - I
think Bobbie’d kill me if I ever even so much as suggested it
to her.’

Don dela Rosa pushed another switch and addressed the three
young women in the
tickling chamber, ‘ladies, we are ready to proceed - this will
be the last chance you have
to back out and decline my offer - Brandy, are you willing to
proceed with the game.’

‘Yeah, I guess,’ she responded, as she tested the restraints
that held her.

‘Me too,’ said Bobbie, ‘just get on with it before I change my
mind - hey Mike, I’ll bet
you’re really enjoying this aren’t you - just wait till I can
get you back.’

‘And I’m ready too,’ said Samantha.

‘In that event the game will begin with round one - you may
watch the play on the screen
over the center table - the first round will be for the
tickling of the breasts.’

The girls watched with both dread and excitement as the game
continued on the computer
screen - the cards were carefully moved from place to place as
Mike worked through the
drawing pile - the score went 52/47/42/37/32/27/22/17/12/7 -
and Don dela Rosa stated
over the intercom that the final score for the round was 7
minutes of tickling on the
breasts.

 

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‘Oh, my God,’ Brandy said, as two mechanical arms rose up from
below the tables, two
rotors with stiff colorful feathers unfolded and began to turn
slowly - the computer system
measured the girls’ breasts and located their nippels which
were already hard and erect -
they then lowered the feathered rotors which began to work
across the bottom of each of
their breasts slowly making their way up toward the high point
in the middle - the rotors
then lifted over their nippels and worked from the very tops
of their breasts down toward
the high point again.

Bobbie and Samantha snickered and giggled a little as the
feathers did their work - but
Brandy howled with laughter as she desperately tried to move
her torso from side to side
to get away from the relentless feathers slowly approaching
her stiff, erect and very
sensitive nippels - she really lost it when the feathers were
finally drawn, one after the
other, over the tight little bits of flesh - ‘Aaaaaah,’ she
screamed, ‘oh my Go-o-o-o-d, I
can’t ta-a-a-a-ke this anymore’ - the other two also started
to laugh more intensely, in part
because of the increased sensations on each of their breasts
but also in part because of the
hysterical laughter coming from the table on the right - then
the rotors lifted upward, the
feathers folded away and the arms retracted below the tables.

After they caught their breath, Samantha said, ‘that was
interesting - I wonder what’s
next’.

‘Yeah,’ added Bobbie, ‘that was quite some laughing going on
over there.’

‘I told you guys my tits were ticklish,’ Brandy responded, ‘I
thought I was gonna piss
myself.’

‘That’s probably why they left our panties on,’ observed
Samantha, ‘they’ll see it when
we get them wet.’

‘Now, ladies, round two is about to begin,’ Don dela Rosa
announced, as leather blocks
arose to the sides of each girl’s head to prevent turning from
side to side, ‘the round will
be for the tickling of the soft sensitive area under your
chin.’

‘Oh shit, that’s gonna drive me crazy,’ Samantha pointed out,
‘especially with my head
tilted back light this and the skin of my throat stretched
tightly and totally vulnerable.’

‘I know,’ said Bobbie, ‘this guy really knows female anatomy -
he knows exactly how
and where to get us.’

The girls watched with some trepidation as the cards were
played on the computer screen
- 52/47/42/37/32/27/22/17/12 - then no further - all of the
cards had been drawn - ‘the
result is 12 minutes of tickling under the chin.’

The two arms with the feathered rotors reappeared from beneath
each table and unfolded
almost directly over the faces of the three girls - they tried
desperately to move their heads
but the only possible movement was to tilt it further back and
thereby expose more of the
sensitive skin of their throats.

‘Aaaaaah,’ Samantha cried, as the feathers started stroking
the sensitive skin of her neck
below her chin, ‘oooooooh, shit, ha-ha-haaa,’ she went on -
the other girls also laughed
and laughed uncontrollably as the tickle torture of the small,
vulnerable and highly
sensitive area went on and on - Bobbie desperately tried to
move her torso, clenched her
small fists and flexed her toes repeatedly as the tickling
continued - then it stopped - the
arms again folded away beneath the tables and the clamps
holding their heads folded into
the area below.

‘Jesus,’ Brandy gasped, ‘for sure I’m gonna piss myself before
this thing is over - man,
that’s awful.’

‘Actually,’ Samantha responded, ‘it’s beginning to turn me on
- I can feel it in my belly.’

‘Don’t say belly,’ Bobbie cautioned, ‘he hasn’t touched that
yet - don’t give him any
ideas.’

‘It is time for round three, ladies, for the tickling of the
sensitive area under your arms.’

The cards again appeared on the computer screen and the three
young women watched
anxiously as the scores were tallied after each play -
52/47/42/37/32/27/22/17/12/7/2 - it
then continued on the plus side 3/8/13 - it stopped.

‘Round three has resulted in a win of one-hundred-thirty
dollars for each of you - you will
not be tickled under your arms.’

‘Thank God,’ said Brandy, ‘that’s another bad spot for me.’

‘I think all your spots must be bad spots,’ said Samantha,
‘that’s why you don’t play very
much - I think you’re a little tickle girl.’

‘Haha,’ said Brandy, ‘I’ve got you a few times too, babe!’

‘Ladies, it is time for round four, the tickling of your
stomach area’ - the girls watched the
computer screen again - their celebration coming to an abrupt
end - 52/47/42/37/32/27 -
it stopped at 27 - ‘the result, ladies, is 27 minutes of
tickling on your stomachs - that will
make up for the loss of the last round.’

‘Aaaah, no-no-no,’ Brandy howled, ‘that’s really gonna make me
piss myself - laughing
uncontrollable as the rotors brought feather after feather
across her sensitive tummy.

Samantha was also laughing uncontrollably as the feathers
stroked across her tummy - she
tried to create some little movement by arching her back but
that exposed more of her
hyper-sensitive navel to the feathers - she howled with
laughter as the tickle torture went
on and on - Bobbie just took it as it came - laughing heartily
- she wasn’t as taken by the
sensations as badly as the other girls - then it came to a
stop again.

‘Damn,’ said Brandy, ‘I told you guys I was gonna piss in my
pants - I really let it go, too
- I thought I was gonna die - that’s a hell of a long time.’

‘It’s okay Brandy,’ said Samantha, ‘there’s only one round to
go.’

‘Yeah,’ said Bobbie, ‘and that’ll be our feet - that’s gonna
kill me for sure - God, Mike,
be sure to win this one, please.’

‘It is time for the fifth and final round - the tickling of
your feet’ - the girls watched the
computer screen as the time for their tickling was determined
one card at a time - the
tickling time counted down 52/47/42/37/32/27 and stopped -
‘the result is 27 minutes of
tickling for your feet.’

‘Oh shit,’ Bobbie said, gritting her teeth, squeezing her
eyes, clenching her fists and
flexing her toes as the rotors brought the feathers to bear on
both the upper surfaces and
soles of her feet - she tried to bite into the skin of her
left arm to avoid laughing - but it
was to no avail and she quickly started to laugh
uncontrollably as her feet started a funny
rhythm - flexing her toes and the top of her feet were the
worst - raising her toes and the
soles of her feet got it - and while moving her feet the
feathers ran through the spaces
between her toes.

Samantha fought and fought against her restraints as the
onslaught on her feet continued
without mercy - the laughter was almost a scream at times -
then suddenly she felt the
coming of a sexual climax within her belly and she fell into
the throes of an intense and
almost endless orgasm.

 

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‘The game is completed, ladies,’ Don dela Rosa announced, ‘and
you have won tickets
home as well as a little money - I will now take Mike and Jose
to a cantina in the little
town near here - my servants will release you and help you to
clean yourselves and to
recover from the game - we will return in about two hours’ -
the control room’s wall
panels slid back into place.

The four servants returned to the tickling chamber - instead
of releasing the three young
women, though, Maria, who appeared to be the leader, said ‘now
it’s time for us to get a
little amusement too, senoritas, and we have two hours to play
before Don Ricardo gets
back to the hacienda.

‘Let us go,’ Bobbie demanded, ‘the game is over - this isn’t
part of the deal.’

The other girls also complained and struggled against their
restraints - the latin women
had small bowls with brushes - they applied the contents all
over the breasts, tummies,
legs and feet of the three helpless girls - it didn’t feel
like anything bad, though.

‘This, senoritas, is a very powerful itching powder,’ Maria
explained, ‘that will become
active in only a few minutes - now we can really see you
struggle.’

 

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