It's been several weeks since then. Here and there there were always small situations where both my girlfriend and Lea got into a ticklish situation, sometimes I was the culprit, but meanwhile the two mostly tickled each other so that I could lean back and enjoy the show. On rare occasions I was drawn in to help one or the other, which of course I did with joy.
For my birthday, the two of them surprised me with a voucher, a weekend and exactly the museum that had closed during the wellness weekend plus a private special tour through the castle museum alone. I was really happy!

Two weeks later it started too, again the three of us drove as the two of them came with us. Three hours later we drove to the parking lot of the museum, the price included two rooms in the castle in which we were quartered for the weekend. We went to the large castle gate, which this time wasn't locked but was completely open. We were presented with a breathtaking sight, because the museum relied on a lot of spectacles, it was like a journey through time. A market was set up in the huge castle courtyard and it was very busy, there were all actors offering goods, guards walking around in armor, we couldn't stop being amazed. The number of visitors was manageable, most of them had thrown their capes on so that the image of this sight was not spoiled.
We walked closed to the little house at the entrance where "Cashier / Registration" was written in gold. Still looking around, I handed the letter to the lady in the house. She entered something into her computer, then gave us an ID with a ribbon to hang on. We put our ID cards on and walked on, still looking around with our mouths open. A man can meet us, grinning, he held out his hand to me: "Hey, I'm Jens, your companion for the weekend! I'll show you everything, explain what to do if you have any questions, and make sure that you get your turn first." "Hi, I'm Falk, this is my friend Lara and her sister Lea!" I answer and hit the hand that he held out to me. My girlfriend and Lea also greeted Jens with a handshake and we received a brochure with the program for the weekend. On the evening of our entry there was a small show with music, food and a small program for the guests to take part in. The next day a complete tour of the castle and the adjoining rose garden, followed by lunch for all guests in the large hall of the castle. In the evening again a small program in the catacombs of the castle with a small demonstration of the individual torture devices. A big breakfast followed by a farewell was planned for Sunday. Jens asked us to follow him, he led us into the castle, up a spiral staircase to our room. We put our things down and went back downstairs to take a closer look at the market. The hours just flew by, in the evening a good hour before the start of the show and the meal, the girls and I went to freshen up. I finished first and went down to our seats. Jens was sitting at our table and got up when he saw me coming: "Nabend! Are you excited?" "Yes! Mega excited!" I answer back with a grin. "Tell Mal Falk, is one of the two girls ticklish by any chance?" Jens asked me thoughtfully. I started to grin: "Yes, both! Quite so! Why?" I saw a flash in Jens eyes, then he replied: "You will see that!" And winked. Lara and Lea came degrees, he said goodbye to us and left. I pulled back the chairs for the girls and they sat down. My girlfriend was wearing a rusty spaghetti top and wide black three-quarter trousers, plus black socks and white Converse. Lea had a white top on short jeans and black sneakers and white socks.
A man from Cologne came and we order our food and drink. Gradually the other guests arrived and sat at their tables, shortly after the last guests had sat down, our meal came and a young man stepped onto the stage. He gave a short speech regarding the program and that participation would of course be voluntary and no one would be injured. Then a band performed and the mood became much more exuberant. After several jugglers, acrobats and a really lousy blend of a magician, the real show began.
It was about the witch hunt, and Jens played one of the inquisitors. There was a lot of laughter, the first witch was an older lady from the audience who was supposed to be put to the stake, but the soldier who was supposed to kindle the fire acted so stupidly that the inquisitor next to him just shook his head. So the woman was acquitted, everyone applauds as she leaves the stage came. After a short break and a stage change, it went on. On the stage there was now a pillory for the feet and one for the head and hands.
It started again several actors went through the rows of spectators, Jens stopped with us and winked at me. "Here are the two witches!" He shouted and everyone turned to us, Lara and Lea were now led onto the stage. Both had a red head, but due to the alcohol that had already flowed to some extent, both of them went along without any problems.
Arrived at the top of the stage, my friend was fixed in the foot pillory and Lea in the other. My friend's arms were also tied to a stake over her head. Now the negotiations began and the two should now defend themselves that they are not witches. Both of them lost the negotiations, of course, and Jens began to take off my friend's shoes while the verdict was being pronounced. She was visibly horrified, I saw Jens run his finger over my friend's socked feet as a test, she immediately shrugged her foot and grinned in agony. Lea was poked in the sides by someone else as a trial, she immediately squeaked loudly because she hadn't expected it. Now the show began, Jens sat down at my girlfriend's feet and began to scratch and poke her, my girlfriend kept her laughing back, but I saw that she would give up soon. When a second one began to explore her ribs from behind, she burst out laughing, which was greeted with laughter and applause from the audience. Leah fared no better. Two people were standing behind her, one of them tickling her sides while the other always gave her gentle slaps on the bottom when she tried to kick, Lea suddenly screamed: "SHE IS THE WITCH !!!" The torturers all stopped. Before my friend could even begin to reply, her body was shaken by another volley of salmon, the torturer behind her had both hands on his unprotected armpits and let his hands wander up and down. In the meantime Lea would be freed from her socks, as would my friend's feet. Jens skilfully threaded small cords around her toes and then tightened them on the pillory, then took a long feather and let it slide slowly through the gaps. The laughter of my friend got even louder and she reared up as far as she could when a third person started to knead her stomach and ribs and only shook her head while laughing loudly. Laughing tears ran down her face, Jens started the finale and took two horse brushes and let them fly over the soles of my friend. She cried out with laughter, after about 15 minutes the spectacle was over. My friend, breathing heavily, was freed and everyone bowed to the audience in farewell. My friend came to our table, still barefoot, with her shoes in her hand, grinning slightly, and dropped into her chair. " Stupid cow!" She said with a grin to her sister, this stuck her tongue out. "We need something like that too!" I said to my friend and pointed to the pillory that had just been carried off the stage. She hit me on the arm, stuck her tongue out and replied: "You would like that!" I grinned at her and gave her a kiss. The rest of the evening a band played and there was a lot of dancing and laughing, later Jens joined them and we teased the girls a bit. At the end of the evening we all went to bed satisfied, my friend fell asleep drunk from the alcohol and exhausted from the tickling as soon as her head touched the pillow. I lay down next to her and fell asleep quickly too.

The next morning I woke up very early. I checked my cell phone, it was half past six. I looked over at Lara who was cuddled up in her blanket next to me and was still deeply asleep. I got up and got dressed, I saw that her bare foot peeked out from under the covers. I ran one finger lightly over her sole, she twitched in her sleep, giggled and spread her toes, with the second stroke she twitched again and pulled her foot under the covers. I took the key from the room, wrote a message on a piece of paper that I had already got up and left the room.
When I came into the inner courtyard I was given a pleasant cool breeze, I lit a cigarette and wandered around the courtyard. When I got to the opposite side of the courtyard I saw Jens leaning next to a door, in one hand a coffee in the other a cigarette and Herzhaft am Kähnen. "Hello!" I said and he looked in my direction. "Tomorrow, slept well?" He asked, looking at me with small eyes. "Yes, but I get up early!" " Not me!" He answered with a grin. "Would you like a coffee?" He asked me, "Gladly, I won't say no!"
He put out the cigarette and said: "Come on." And went in, I followed him. We walked a short distance and came into the kitchen where cooks diligently prepared breakfast. He took a cup from a shelf and poured it for me. Then we went out and sat down at one of the tables in front of the stage. I took a sip of the hot brew and sighed, then I said to Jens: "Great program last night! The tickle insert at the end was awesome."
He looked over at me: "Yes, the reaction from your friend and her sister was really good! Often we don't have such young and ticklish women by the hand." "Yes, I'm already blessed!" I replied with a smile. Jens leaned back and folded his hands behind his head, he thought for a moment and said: "If you want, I can give you the opportunity to let off steam yourself afterwards! If you like !?" He looked at me questioningly, I lit a cigarette, leaned back, took a sip and asked: "How?" A diabolical grin spread "Since your friend had to suffer so how about her sister now? On the tour today you are the only one allowed into the torture chamber because you booked it to try it out! How about that?" "Mhhh, and the other guests? They would hear if we were absent and hear how she laughs!" I replied with a frown. His grin broadened: "The room is at the end! And through the rose garden the guests are not led by me but by a colleague, so you would be undisturbed! In addition, the door and the walls to the torture chamber are very thick and quite far down! " Slowly I started to grin at the idea of ​​being able to let off steam down there alone with Lea and Lara. "OK!" I said, "I'll tell my girlfriend so that the plan will work better!" Jens nodded and lit a cigarette, still grinning. After that we chat about everything and even swapped our numbers. Then I went upstairs because my friend had written that she was awake.
When I got upstairs in the room, I told them about the plan, the more I told them, the more diabolically she would grin. She agreed with a malicious twinkle in her eyes and said, "Honey! Let no mercy!"
After we cleared that eyes we went to breakfast where Lea was waiting for us at the table. She was wearing a short gray top where you could see some skin from her stomach and dark green shorts, on her feet she had her sneakers and gray socks.
After breakfast the tour began, after 45 minutes we had reached the end of the tour and stood at the beginning of a staircase upstairs, to the right in front of it was an iron-studded door.
"No access" could be read there in old letters. "So my dear!" Jens Laut said to draw attention to himself. "Upstairs my lovely colleague Julia is waiting for you, who will show you the rose garden! I say goodbye to you here and now show those who have booked this to the old torture chamber! Thank you for your attention and have fun! " Everyone clapped loudly, he had designed the tour brilliantly and his knowledge of the castle was enormous. Slowly the first went up the stairs until only Jens the girls and I were standing at the foot of the stairs.
"Well! A time in the parlor." Jens said and opened the door with a large key. We were faced with a spectacular sight, the room was quite large and some places were also higher. Chains and shackles hung on the walls everywhere, old torture devices were partly free and partly distributed behind plexiglass in the room. In the middle of the room there was an old stretching bench, at the foot end there was a pillory, except for the padded holes, the thing looked terrifyingly real. Jens worked his way slowly from device to device, explaining something to each one, and some we are allowed to pick up or try out, to a certain extent. At the end we came to the rack, he explains what has been done with it and asked Lea for a little demonstration. Of course, she was a little intimidated by this monster of torture instruments, but after good persuasion from Lara, she lay down on the rack. Jens continued to tell and put her feet in the pillory and her hands in the shackles that were at the head end and could be pulled taut with a big wheel. Lea did not feel well in her skin when Jens operated the wheel, she drew in a sharp breath as her body stretched. Lea was now so stretched that she could not move but not so that it hurt her, her top had slipped up so that you could easily see the roots of the ribs. "Now it's your turn!" Said Jens and looked over at us. "How on?" Lea asked unsuspectingly and alternately looked from us to Jens. Jens opened a hidden drawer under the Bench and just said: "Toys!" And looked at us with a grin. "Well, my dear sister, since yesterday you delivered me ruthlessly, you will now come to the medieval torture pleasure!" While my friend said that, her grin got bigger and bigger and Leah's horror got bigger and bigger. "D..d ... I can't do that to you!" Her voice was full of horror. "Mhh, I think we can!" I thought aloud. Lea started to pull her bonds as best she could. It didn't help, then she pleaded: "Please don't! I'll do anything! Anything you want, Lara, Falk, I can't take it!" I went to the head end and as I passed I saw feathers of all sizes, brushes, paintbrushes, pipe cleaners, electric toothbrushes with a spare battery and baby oil in the drawer. When I stopped at the head end I leaned forward and breathed softly into Lea's ear: "Come on, you don't think it's that bad at all!" A shiver ran over Lea and she got goose bumps. I took a long white goose feather out of the drawer, slowly starting to stroke from her elbows down towards her armpit. She followed my movement and pressed her lips together firmly. When I got to her armpit I let the quill slowly circling in it, Leah made a slow giggle, her lips began to twitch and she tried to escape the quill. She peeped, but quickly pressed her lips together again and shook her head. I took a second feather and began to explore her stomach with it, Lea tried to pull in her stomach as a countermeasure, but it didn't work. Meanwhile she was shaking and she had to giggle again and again when the feather brushed her navel, she gave a short laugh. I raised an eyebrow with interest and concentrated more on the area. Now she could no longer suppress the easy laugh. Chuckling softly and laughing, she walled herself on the table in front of me, suddenly Lara said: "This is taking too long for me!" With the words she swung herself on the table, sat on her sister's thighs and began to work on her ribs, Lea screamed with a laugh and writhed under her sister's fingers. Lara obviously had fun watching her suffer, again and again her right or left hand crawled into Lea's armpits, which always resulted in a jerk in the other direction where the other hand was already pissing the ribs expectantly.
During the whole hustle and bustle, I went to the foot of the torture instrument, with skillful fingers I undid my shoelaces and took off Leah's shoes. Which is not so easy in that regard as they twitched wildly back and forth. Your wife's socked feet twitched back and forth in front of me, I got rid of the disturbing material with a clever grip. "NOEEEEIN !!" Lea had apparently noticed that she was now barefoot, but thanks to her sister she couldn't manage more than that, who continued to work on her upper body mercilessly. But now I tapped my friend's shoulder, she let her sister, who was now breathing heavily, from her. She looked at me questioningly, "Now it's my turn!" I said. Lara grinned and nodded to me, she jumped from the table and gave me a kiss, "have fun my darling! Jens show me the rose garden." Jens nodded to me and went out with my girlfriend. Lea's breathing was slowly returning to normal, "Are you okay?" I asked, she nodded, "You are much gentler than my sister !!" She said intermittently. I took that as a compliment and picked up the pen.
I stood in front of her feet, slowly I pulled the feather through one of the spaces between her toes. Apparently she thought it was over because she gasped for air and pulled on her ankles, while repeating the action on my part she began to twitch with her foot and then held the spring tight by curving her toes. I smiled and immediately crawled my fingers over her other foot, it had an immediate effect. She laughed and let go of the pen. But now I had tasted blood too, I grabbed two electric toothbrushes and tucked them in her waistband so that the busts warned heads on their ribs, she skeptically followed my machinations and said: "What will this be?" I didn't say anything and took the baby oil out of the drawer, now I went to Leaa's feet and rubbed them in. Whenever I ran my oily fingers into the gaps, she gave a short laugh and twitched wildly.
Now I took the two horse brushes in my hand, she looked at me in shock, but before she responded, I attacked her feet with the brushes. Lea reared up laughing and screaming, but there was no escape. She shook her head furiously and tried in vain to free herself, when I brushed her toes with the brush, her laughing became silent except for a few single squeaking noises. Then I let go of her feet, her breath came in gaps again and she kept giggling. Her soles now had a very rosy tone, I went around the rum table and gently put a hand on her stomach. Then I looked at her. Lea had closed her eyes and a satisfied smile lay on her face, her head was bright red and her hair was totally disheveled. I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Now comes the finale!" Lea closed her eyes and shuddered, the smile on her face grew a little wider.
I turn on the toothbrushes, beforehand I spread some oil on her stomach so that it would not be uncomfortable.
She immediately giggled Go, but apparently it wasn't too intense and so I stepped back to the foot of the rack. I knelt in front of the pillory, the music of Lea's giggle in my ears, I began to slowly massage one foot. A satisfied sigh crept between the giggles, now I slowly leaned forward and let my tongue slide over my foot. Immediately I grimaced, in all my concentration that it will be a nice end I had forgotten that her feet were full of baby oil! The taste was not particularly intoxicating and so I left my plan and continued pampering her feet with the massage I had started.
In the meantime, over an hour had passed since Lea was fixed, I straightened up and loosened the bonds, opened the pillory and removed the toothbrushes. I helped Lea stand up, like sat on the edge and leaned against me. "I can't put it into words!" Then she said softly, still a gentle smile on her lips. She rubbed her bare feet together, then looked at me. Gave me a breathy kiss on the cheek and let herself slide onto the floor, she gathered up her socks and shoes. She stood with her back to me, then she said: "What do you think if we really show my sister how nice tickling can be like that?" A slightly malicious undertone crept into the statement. "Gladly!" I answer and we went out of the room, Lea still barefoot, and made a plan.

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