A Couple of Tickles

“Eheh…s-straight to it, huh? You don’t want a drink of water or…?”

“Yona will drink once Sandbar is tied down!” she declared. “Unless Sandbar scared of a few tickles…!”

Yona’s turnaround from the blushy giggly gal to immediate vengeance made Sandbar’s fur stand on end. “What, me? O-Of course not!”

Not like Sandbar had much of a choice to back out, Yona immediately picked him up and dropped him onto the bed, already getting to work on tying him down.

Sandbar was put in the same restraints and position he put Yona in: Spread-eagle, cuffs around his wrists, elbows, ankles, and knees to keep him from moving. Yona’s knot tying wasn’t quite on the level as Sandbar’s but the simplicity was enough to make sure he stayed in place.

Sandbar let out a quiet whimper as he tried to move his body. But predictably, he could barely move a muscle. And given how Yona struggled to get anywhere, even with all her strength, he wasn’t expecting to make any progress any time soon.

As Sandbar was wiggling around, Yona took it upon herself to get a drink to refresh her throat and finally take a look inside the box. There were so many different tickle toys that she had the opportunity to play with, she started rubbing her hands together in sadistic delight just thinking about it.

While Yona was busy deciding what to use, Sandbar turned to see Yona browsing through the box. He was hoping that he could keep the contents secret for just a little bit longer, but it was only fair that he had his turn. Though it was still a mystery as to what exactly was making Yona giggle so sadistically.

Yona walked over to the bed, her selection of tools hidden behind her back. “Alright, Sandbar ready?”

Sandbar looked up at Yona’s eager grin. “Y-Yeah, I’m ready! I’m kinda excited to see wh-AAAAHAHAAAAHAAAAA?!”

As soon as Sandbar was finished with his first sentence, Yona dropped down and buzzed her lips against his stomach. The yak was quick to take her revenge on her cute pony boyfriend for all those tickles while caught off-guard.

“GAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! N-NO FAHAHAHAHAAAIIIIR!” Sandbar squealed, trying to shimmy his hips away from Yona’s lips.

“Sandbar said he was ready!” Yona replied with a cheeky grin, before plunging back down and delivering more raspberries onto Sandbar’s stomach.

“YAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” Sandbar was already howling with laughter. Yona was starting out strong with long raspberries on his naked belly. The time between her breaths didn’t give him much time to relax. Even with the exaggerated breaths, Yona’s hands gave his sides a few squeezes in-between.

The raspberries kept on coming, with Yona pressing her lips against different parts of his belly, shaking her head in order to keep Sandbar squealing.

“EEEEEEE! WAHAHAHAAAAAIIIIIT! AHAHAHAHAHACK!” Sandbar’s body jolted and curled, but there was no way he could fight back against Yona’s constant buzzing assault. He couldn’t wiggle away when Yona could easily track where he was trying to escape to.

For Yona, the tummy tickles weren’t enough. Her hands crawled upwards to start digging into his pits.

“AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!” Sandbar started to sweat as he desperately tried to protect his pits, but his arms stayed firmly above his head. He had gotten these ropes from Professor Rarity with the intent of properly tying down Yona, a much bigger and much stronger yak. And while he was glad that it did the job, being put under the same restraints was a different story entirely.

Sandbar couldn’t move his arms or legs at all. The most he could do was thrash his midsection around, and even then, he wasn’t about to dodge any oncoming tickles. He was left totally and completely helpless. And that got his heart racing with excitement.

Yona brought her head down close to Sandbar’s body again, but instead of another harsh buzzing, there were pleasant and gentle nibbles to his neck.

Sandbar was hit with conflicting sensations. The nibbling was pleasurable, but Yona was still scribbling away at his armpits, which drew out far more screams than laughs.

“Yona has surprise for Sandbar…” she whispered in his ear, turning her normally excited and boisterous voice down to a seductive quieter tone.

“Eep…” Sandbar could only let out a quiet whimper. Given what he had in that box, whatever surprise Yona had planned could mean anything.

As Sandbar tried to see what Yona was pulling out, his sight was quickly obscured. “O-Oh…” No matter where his head turned, all he saw was the same darkness. It seems Yona found the blindfold.

With his sight taken away, Sandbar had to rely on his other senses to make sense of what Yona was planning, which only made him even more on edge. He could still feel the weight on the mattress to indicate a general sense of where she was, and the soft chuckling that came from her lips. He figured out where Yona was, but not what she was doing.

Yona’s fingers wiggled above Sandbar’s body, but only just above. She never actually brought her fingers down, just hovered above his stomach, hips, ribs, and armpits.

Sandbar couldn’t see the fingers wiggling above him, but he sure could feel them. Though they didn’t touch him, it was like Yona was slowly dancing her fingers across his stomach, poking his ribs, squeezing his sides… “Aaah! Eeheehee! Nnnf! Aahaaah!”

Yona couldn’t help but chuckle at Sandbar’s squirming. “Why Sandbar laughing?” Yona cooed. “Yona not tickling!”

“I-I knohohohow! But! But! Aaahahaa!” Sandbar blushed furiously. He couldn’t stop himself. He tried to ground himself, but it was like he was being tickled all over by ghosts. No matter how much he wiggled around, he felt fingers very faintly wiggling against his body.

“If Sandbar laughing this much, maybe Yona start tickling for real…”

“Nnnnnf! Eeheeheehee! J-Just tickle meeheeheehee!” Sandbar was frustrated at being tickled by absolutely nothing, he’d rather just have the real thing to get it over with.

“Well, since Sandbar asked…!” Yona winked. She started the tickling, though still kept the teasing intent.

“Aaaaah! Waaaugh! Eeeheeheep!” Sandbar finally felt Yona’s fingers touching him. A poke to his navel, a scratch to his armpits, a squeeze to his hips, a scribble to his stomach. “Ohohoho nohohohoho!”

Yona smirked. “What’s wrong? Sandbar wanted Yona to tickle, right?”

“Gyahaha! Yonahahaha! I-I cahahahan’t! Aaaaaahaha!” He was finally getting tickled, just like he asked, but now the problem was he was getting attacked from all angles, and with the blindfold on, he had no idea where the next one was going to be.

“Heehee, Yona think Sandbar can!” Yona was quick with her hands, always changing up where and how she struck. A single finger stroking down the hollows of his armpit, a long squeeze to his sides, gentle drumming against his chest, and a raspberry or two for good measure.

Each attack made Sandbar squeal and jolt. His heartbeat was pounding in his ears at this rate. Not being able to anticipate what Yona was going to do, and having no way of moving to protect himself made the earth pony giddy with excitement.

Yona decided to be a bit more merciful and focus on just one spot on Sandbar, taking a few seconds to adjust her position.

Sandbar was left in anticipation once more, breathing heavily as he moved his hips as much as he could to try and dodge Yona’s hands, not knowing that she was nowhere near his upperbody.

The moment he felt a finger touching his foot, Sandbar let out a gasp. “Wait! No no nohohohohohohoho!”

“Yona didn’t forget about pretty pony feet!” Yona slowly traced figure-eights on Sandbar’s soles, just to let the helplessness sink in.

“Nnnnfff! Heeheeheehee…” Sandbar tried to pull his feet away, but just like his attempts at pulling his arms down, he was stuck in place. The most he could do was curl and wiggle his toes, and it proved a poor defense against Yona’s slow-moving fingers.

Yona took Sandbar’s wiggling toes as an invitation. Her fingers went right from the heels directly up to Sandbar’s toes.

“AIIIEEE! NOOOHOHOHO!” Sandbar’s body tensed up, now trying to kick his legs out instead of pulling them back, though the results were still the same.

“Aww, so cute!” Yona giggled, watching Sandbar’s feet struggle and his toes wiggle. “Ohhh, Yona’s gonna have lots of fun with this…” She continued to toy with her boyfriend, lightly poking his toes.

“Nnnnf! Eeeeeheehee! Ohohoho gosh!”

Each little reflexive curl of Sandbar’s feet gave Yona joy as she skittered her fingers across his soles. “Sandbar’s feet soooooo ticklish!”

“Noooohohoho! It tihihihihickles sohohoho muhuhuhuch!” Sandbar whined, despite how much he was loving it, deep down. There was still plenty of reason to keep squirming and thrashing. Those large fingers of Yona’s were covering a lot of ground.

“Good! Cause it going to tickle a lot more…” Yona chuckled. Just as she was about to get meaner with the tools she brought, inspiration struck. “...After Sandbar flip over, of course!”

“Oh no…” the earth pony whimpered. It seemed like Yona was going to be very thorough in enacting her revenge, right down to the same positions.

After fumbling with the knots, Yona was quick to flip Sandbar over onto his stomach before retying him up.

“C-Can’t you take the blindfold off at least?” Sandbar asked, feeling his movement get restricted one limb at a time.

“Why? Sandbar won’t see what’s coming anyway,” Yona snarked as she pulled on the last knot.

Sandbar could only let out another worried squeak. His legs were still spread apart as he was laid out on his stomach.

“Oh Saaaandbaaaaar…” Yona called out in a singsong tone.

“W-Whaaaat?” Sandbar’s response was also drawn out and wavering, but that was mostly out of fear.

“Sandbar tickled Yona lots…”

Sandbar could feel how close Yona was as she whispered into his ear. “U-Uhuh?”

“But now…Yona going to get Sandbar back…!”

“EEEEEEEP!” Sandbar felt Yona’s fingers touching down on his shoulders, slowly dancing down his back. “Eeeeeheeheeheehee!

“Oooh! Yona didn’t know Sandbar’s back ticklish!” Yona giggled, now speeding up her fingers with more excitement.

“Gyahaha! I! I didn’t eeheeheeheeheeither! Aaaahahahahahahack!” There were some desperate attempts to try and rotate his body, but being flipped over didn’t make Sandbar any less helpless.

Yona was fascinated by this new information. “Yona need to remember this for later!” Her fingers spidered all over Sandbar’s back, trying to see just how ticklish it was.

As concerning as the “later” part was for Sandbar, he was a bit busy being concerned with the now, as Yona’s fingers going up his spine sent chills down it in return.

Yona’s excitement was growing by the second, trying out different techniques in different spots just to see what was the most effective. She tried light brushes with her fingertips, clawed scritching, sudden digging and wiggling, though her default state was just wild scribbling anywhere her hands wanted to go.

With each of Yona’s different techniques, Sandbar’s laughter had quite the variance. The light brushes caused an endless stream of helpless giggles, the scritching got loads of heavy laughs, the digging got a loud yelp every time, but the wild scribbling had Sandbar make constant attempts to call out Yona’s name and beg for mercy, only for his own laughter to interrupt him.

Now that Yona had a good feel for how ticklish Sandbar’s back was, she wanted to see how it compared to the rest of his ticklish spots.

As terrifying and exciting as it was to Sandbar to be blindfolded and tickled, at least it was all staying in one general area. Though that sense of relief quite instantly vanished the moment he felt Yona squeezing his sides. “WAIT NONONOHOHOHOHOHO!”

A warm smile graced Yona’s face as he heard Sandbar let out a familiar yelp. It was just the reaction she was expecting, but how hard would he laugh when she spidered her fingers across his back?

Tears stained the blindfold that obscured Sandbar’s vision. Though at the moment, it served more to heighten all the tickling sensations that Yona was inflicting. “EEEHEEHEE! NOT AGAHAHAHAHAAAIIIIN!”

“Hehehe, Sandbar sooooo ticklish!” Yona teased, now multitasking with one hand dancing across his back, the other one digging into his sides.

“NAHAHAHAHAHA! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Sandbar’s hands clenched into fists, rapidly pounding against the bed with what little movement he was granted.

As Yona gave Sandbar’s sides another dig, her eyes widened in inspiration. Sandbar’s stomach may have been pressed against the mattress, but that didn’t make it totally unreachable…

Sandbar felt Yona’s hands reaching past his sides and lifting him up as much until the ropes were taut, followed by her fingers drumming against his now exposed stomach. “OHOHOHO COME OHOHOHOHOHON!”

Yona quickly stopped caring about comparisons to his ticklish back and was more content to just keep tickling him all over. Her hands started at his back again, slowly trickling and tickling down, all the way to his boxers.

“YAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!?” As soon as Yona’s fingers touched his rear, Sandbar’s cheeks turned a deeper shade of red.

“Ooh, Sandbar make really cute noise that time!” Yona giggled, giving Sandbar’s flanks a flurry of pokes.

“AAAIIIEEE! YOHOHOHOHONAHAHAHA NNNF PLEHEHEHEEAAAASE!” Sandbar let out squeaky, girly laughs as Yona kept teasing his butt. The blush on his cheeks spread throughout the rest of his face, even if the blindfold obscured a good chunk of it.

Yona swore she heard a moan slip out. Though she couldn’t dwell on his cute butt forever, her fingers reluctantly went past Sandbar’s butt, down his thighs, and stopped just shy of his ankles. “And now…back to Sandbar’s feet…”

“Oh no…” Sandbar defensively curled up his feet, clenching his teeth for the inevitable. The seconds slowly passed by, all without Yona doing or saying anything, but Sandbar didn’t dare drop his guard for a second.

The sudden buzzing sound from behind him made Sandbar’s heart skip a beat. He knew exactly what it was, and how nothing he could do would save him now. “AHAHAHASTAHAHAHANOHOHOTHAHAHAHAHAHATHAHAHA!”

Yona pressed down the electric toothbrush, thankfully only used just for tickling purposes, down on Sandbar’s sole, letting the vibrating bristles do their thing, all she did was slowly move it across his foot on a tortuous tickly journey.

Despite the adrenaline surging throughout Sandbar’s body, none of it was helpful. All the struggling wouldn’t get his foot away from that toothbrush.

Yona let out a sinister chuckle as she ran the brush across Sandbar’s right foot, using her other hand to hold Sandbar’s toes down so that he couldn’t curl his foot as easily.

“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YONAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAT MY SOHOHOHOHOHOLES! AAAAHAHAHAHACK!” Sandbar’s tears started to leak through the blindfold and drip onto the pillow below him.

“But Sandbar’s soles are just sooooo ticklish!” Yona taunted. “Sandbar make cutest laughs when toothbrush goes over the soles…”

Sandbar buried his muzzle into the pillow to muffle his screaming laughter. The most he could do in his bondage was rub up against the mattress underneath. Though there was a small pleasure in it, what Yona was doing to his feet took up the vast majority of his focus.

“Does toothbrush tickle, Sandbar?” Yona asked with a singsong tone, making the bristles go in small circles against the center of his foot.

Sandbar popped his head back up to respond. “YEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHES! IT TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHUHUCH!” he howled. His toes kept trying to curl, but he just couldn’t get past Yona holding them back.

“Yona have another surprise for Sandbar…”

“EEEHEEHEEHEEP!” Sandbar’s mind was going through the different things he packed in that box. Not a single one meant good things for him if Yona’s tone was any indication.

Unlike last time, Yona kept the toothbrush buzzing against his foot, so Sandbar at least had something to do while waiting.

Sandbar felt something touching down on his left foot. Something stiff and a bit prickly that swiped down his sole, and then back up, and immediately back down again. “WAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!?” It certainly felt like a brush. But it didn’t feel like any of the ones he packed. He did pack scrubbing brushes and hairbrushes, but they were relatively small so that he could hold them. These felt like they were already covering half his foot, so- “YAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

Unfortunately, Sandbar wouldn’t be able to complete that thought.

"Sandbag enjoying yak hairbrush?" Yona grinned, sweeping the brush up and down Sandbar’s other foot. “Much bigger and stiffer than regular pony hairbrush! Better for tickling right?”

“EEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA! HEHEHEHEHEHELP MEEHEEHEEHEEEHEEHEEEEEHEEHEE!”

“Yona glad Sandbar agree!”

Sandbar’s whole body thrashed as much as it could, trying his best to hopefully summon some hidden earth pony super strength to snap the ropes so that he could pull his feet away. Though in reality, he was just weakly flopping on his stomach, barely getting his body off the mattress.

The massive brush made long slow sweeps up and down Sandbar’s foot, easily going from heel to toe with very little effort. On Sandbar’s other foot, the electric toothbrush kept buzzing in little circles, going from one toe to the next.

“AAAAH! AHAHAAAA! PLEHEHEEAASE! I CAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHAHAHAHA!” Sandbar sputtered and squealed as his mind got hazy from all the laughter. Both brushes were a special kind of ticklish torture in their own way. The yak brush felt like his entire foot was being tickled all at once, but the focused bristles scrubbing and vibrating on his toes were driving him wild.

“Tickle tickle, Sandbar!” Yona continued her tickle assault, smirking as she watched Sandbar’s attempts at kicking. “A-tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle…”

The big, stiff bristles tickled poor Sandbar’s soles more than any other hairbrush he had experienced. What it lacked in speed, it made up for with massive coverage. His entire face was red, the blindfold was almost entirely soaked with tears, and Yona showed no signs of giving his tender soles any mercy. “STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! IT TIHIHIHIHICKLES SOHOHOHO MUHUHUHUHUHUHUHUCH! EEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”

"Hmm…” Yona took her sweet time to think, keeping the toothbrush right on Sandbar’s sole the whole time. “Okay! Yona stop if Sandbar say who best tickler is!”

Sandbar immediately tried to spit out the answer he knew Yona wanted to hear, even if he struggled to get the words out. "YAHAHAHAHAHA! BAHAHAHAHAHA! YAHAHAHAKS! YAHAHAHAHAKS BEHEHEHEHEST AT TIHIHIHIHICKLING!"

With a prideful grin, Yona turned off the electric toothbrush and worked to release Sandbar from all the ropes and cuffs.

Now given his freedom back, Sandbar whipped off his blindfold, gulped down an entire bottle of water to soothe his throat, and immediately curled into the most comfortable position he could think of: right into Yona’s arms.

Yona slowly and lovingly stroked Sandbar’s head, keeping him tight in her embrace. “Did Sandbar have fun?”

Sandbar took a few deep giggly breaths, his feet still tingly and his head still fuzzy. "Next time? You’re gonna get it real bad…!" he grinned. “I’m gonna be so mean to those big ticklish yak feet of yours!”

"Heehee, Yona look forward to it!" Yona pulled the covers over both of them.

Their giddy excited breathing started to slow down as the exhaustion finally took hold of both of them. Sandbar’s head rested comfortably against Yona’s bare chest, feeling an extra layer of warmth from her big strong arms wrapped around him. As he started to drift off, his toes very subtly rubbed against the tops of Yona’s feet, something that got a bit of a smile and a quiet giggle from the sleepy yak.

“...I think they’re finally asleep,” Ocellus said, relaying what she was hearing to the other three currently taking shelter in her dorm room.

“Finally!” Gallus grumbled, removing the pillows from his head. “I swear, they just keep going for longer and longer…”

“When do we tell them that the walls aren’t as thick as they think they are?” Smolder chuckled, crossing her arms as she imagined the embarrassed looks on their faces.

“Aww, but it always sounds like so much fun!” Silverstream pouted.

“Well, if you wanna join them, feel free!” Gallus scoffed.

“Aw, come on, Gally!” Silverstream wrapped her arm around Gallus’s shoulder, giving him a few playful jabs to his side. “Wouldn’t it be fun to be tickled for a bit by your friends? Don’t act like you aren’t curious!”

Gallus flinched at the pokes, trying to shoo Silverstream away. “Y-Yeah! I’m curious on how to get them to stop! I just wanna get some sleep!”

Smolder pursed her lip, nervously looking from side to side before speaking up. “I mean…Silverstream might have a point.”

All eyes turned to Smolder. “Wait, what?”

Smolder raised her hands up defensively. “Well, if we’re gonna be up all night anyway, it’d be better than just sitting here doing nothing, right? Besides, from what we hear, they’re having a great time, wouldn’t hurt to at least try it out, right?”

“I…I guess that doesn’t sound…so bad…” Ocellus sheepishly grinned, trying to hide her blush behind pillows.

“Ugh, fine, whatever,” Gallus rolled his eyes. “Can it at least wait until the morning?”