It’d only been two days since the upperclassmen had tickle tortured Patrick into becoming their spy but these two days were the longest of his life. Trying to seem casual and like nothing was going on around the other freshmen, relaying information, and starting the new semester all at the same time was harder than he’d imagined. That Tuesday evening Patrick sat in Devon’s room while he and Aidan played video games but he could barely enjoying hanging out with them knowing that he was playing both sides. “Yeah yeah yeah!! Haha eat shit, Raiden!” Devon shouted with obnoxious victory after beating Aidan in Mortal Kombat again. “I’m picking another player next time; this guy sucks” Aidan added just as Troy walked into the room with Zack and closed the door behind them. “Alright, listen up. We have a new plan” Troy Valdez, the brains behind the freshmen operation announced. 

“What do you mean?” Devon asked. “We’re gonna make a real change to Alpha Phi and officially shift the power in the house” Troy explained with an excited grin on his face and Patrick could feel himself getting red with nerves. “I overheard Tommy and Duke talking about a party off campus tomorrow night that they always go to but Devon you’ll need to give Tommy some kind of chore to do to keep him from going. We’ll wait until everyone else has left and ambush Tommy; we tie him up and force him to sign over the Alpha Phi presidency to Devon so we will actually have control of the house” Troy explained. “Holy shit! That’s a great idea” Devon answered. “What if he doesn’t agree to it?” Zack asked. “We’ll tickle him until he doesn’t have a choice” Troy answered, having grown a little more devious since overthrowing the upperclassmen and maintaining their upper hand. 

“This way there is no more power struggle; we’ll really be in control” Troy added. “This could work” Aidan agreed as a shared excitement grew among the group. “Patrick, you in? You look like you’re out in space somewhere” Devon questioned. “Oh, yeah. For sure” Patrick answered with a forced smile. “So it’s settled; tomorrow night when I give the signal we pounce on Tommy and take control of the house for good” Troy concluded, knowing he would really be the one pulling the strings even if Devon was president and could make some good changes to the dated frat system. The fear of being tickle tortured so intensely again by the upperclassmen was enough motivation for Patrick to follow through and deliver the new information and when he had time alone later with Duke and Chad in the kitchen, he spilled the beans. 

“I said I wanted a banana smoothie, not strawberry!” Patrick fake reprimanded to get Duke blending again to make some noise while he leaned closer to the second in command. “They’re planning to force Tommy to give over the presidency tomorrow night when everyone is at the party” “What? That’s crazy” Chad replied through the blender whirring. “I know but they’re gonna tickle him until he agrees while he’s the only upperclassman here” Patrick elaborated and Chad’s wheels began to turn. “Those little fuckers” Chad added with a look of disbelief that they’d try something so bold. “I’ll let the other guys know; we’ll be ready” Chad assured. “What about me? Can I just be somewhere else?” “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure you don’t get in the line of fire; you’re too valuable” Chad made clear with an almost friendly smirk just as Duke finished the smoothie. “Alright, here you go” Duke said as he handed the glass over. “That’s better” Patrick answered and drank the smoothie with his stomach in knots, unsure what exactly what coming down the pipeline. 

Just like as planned by 8 p.m. the next night the house was half-empty. The freshmen hung around watching TV or gaming while Tommy, the only upperclassman left was busy cleaning the house per Devon’s instruction. “Alright, I think everything’s ready” Troy explained as the freshmen huddled in the kitchen. “What if we can’t overpower him?” Zack questioned. “It’s five against one; he’s not that strong” Devon assured. “Shit, I forgot the cuffs! I’ll be right back” Aidan added before running back to his bedroom. The boys were ready to go but after a few minutes with no sign of Aidan, they started getting restless. “What the hell is taking him so long?” Devon asked. “I’ll go find him. He probably had to pee or something” Zack suggested before leaving the kitchen but after a few minutes, he seemed to have disappeared too. “What the fuck is going on??” Devon demanded to know with growing impatience before the remaining three walked into the living room to see what was going on.

Aidan and Zack were tied to the couch with their arms over their heads and their ankles to the coffee table in front, surprising the freshmen but they had no time to make a move before Perry, Duke, Chad, Tommy, and Jamal appeared from the wings and snagged them. “What the fuck is this?!” Devon shouted as he fought against Tommy’s hold. “This house isn’t really big enough to keep secrets” Tommy answered as he forced him into a chair and Perry helped tie his hands over his head and his ankles to the legs of the chair. “You can’t do this! We have the videos!!” Troy reminded while he struggled to avoid getting tied to the stair railing but couldn’t prevent his wrists from being tied in a Y position and one ankle tied to the lowest railing out to his side. “Patrick – do something! Go get the flash drive!” Aidan shouted as Patrick just stood there awkwardly like he wasn’t sure what to do. “Oh, I almost forgot. Patrick’s working for us; that’s how we knew about your plan tonight” Chad volunteered. 

“Dude! What the hell?!” Patrick objected at the admission. “It’s not really his fault though; we tickled the shit out of him until he agreed” Tommy added with a cocky grin as Perry and Duke forced Patrick to the floor. “Hey! I thought I wasn’t in this?!” “Yeah well I guess we lied” Duke answered while they finished hogtying him close to the middle of the living room between his buddies. “The hell do you want, Tommy?” Troy challenged with a jerk against the railing. “We want those videos of us gone for good; flash drive destroyed, YouTube videos deleted, everything wiped clean” Tommy answered so everyone could hear him. “Fuck that! We’re not doing shit!” Devon answered for the group. “How did I know you’d say that?” Tommy replied as if he wanted to have to make them change their minds. 

“Ya know, after a semester of doing your homework and your dirty ass laundry I’m really gonna enjoy this” Tommy pointed out as each of the upperclassmen set their sights on one of the bound freshmen. “Fuck off, asshole!” Devon barked once Tommy zeroed in on him and pulled his t-shirt over his head around his neck to expose his toned upper body. “Look at those itty bitty muscles” Tommy taunted before sinking into Devon’s stomach with his wide hands, digging in and all over the abs to get the mouthy pledge bucking against the chair. “AAoohAOhAohAFFuUCCkKOoOfF!! AohAoAOHAaoAAYYooUURreEeDDEeAADdWWHHEenNiiGGEETTOOoUUTT!!” “What are you gonna do, tough guy?” Tommy teased with a humored smile while happily dominating his stomach. He laughed at Devon’s attempts to break free of the rope and just vibrated his fingers in a little harder to derail his pointless efforts and fuck with him more but he wasn’t the only upperclassmen enjoying the group tickle torture. 

With one leg tied to the railing, Troy had to balance on just one foot which seemed to leave him even more susceptible to Chad’s antics. “I had shoes like these…when I was seven” Chad teased as he tugged off the red high-top sneaker of his trapped foot. “We’re not getting rid of the videos; you can forget it” Troy tried to convince. “All we need is one of you to crack so don’t be too confident” Chad pointed out before tugging off the tube sock and leaving Troy’s size 11 foot totally vulnerable. “You’re wasting your time” Troy added. “Oh yeah?” Chad challenged as he launched onto the fresh sole with a sharp raking all the way down. “OooHoHohShiIIT!” “Haha come on, laugh for me” Chad taunted before dragging down the soft foot again to see Troy flounder against the railing and bouncing around in place. Chad smiled at the initial reaction and quickly stepped things up by holding his big toe in one hand and raking down again and again, faster than before like he was revving up a car until Troy was bumbling like an idiot. “AAohAonNONNoOOHoAohAA! AoHAAOhAGGEETtoOOOFFmMYYFFOOOT!! HAOhAoAOohAoAAhoAoAAOhA!!” “Destroy the videos and I will” “NNnNnoOO!!” “Have it your way, nerd” Chad replied as he started scratching in random directions all over his velvet sole. 

Aidan was bucking on the couch like a raging bull but with Jamal straddling him, he had nowhere to go. “AhoAohaAohASsTtooOOOpPPiiITT!! AhoAHAIIMMFFUUCckKIInnNgGgSSEERriIOooOuUuSs!!” “Are you ‘fucking serious’? Haha I’m shaking in my boots” Jamal mocked while drilling into his armpits after having torn holes in his long sleeve t-shirt for better access. His long fingers were excellent for really getting into the depths of such tender underarms, perfect for acute yet brutal tickling. “You could just give up now and get rid of the videos, make it easy on yourself” Jamal suggested without stopping. “AAhoAohAohAAEEeAaTTSshhiiiT!!” “I guess you want more, huh? I can do that” Jamal assured before suddenly working in harder than before and even using his chin to dig into Aidan’s chest at the same time. “OOOohAohAoAHoahAOAOAohOOOohOhFFUUucCKK!” barreled out of Aidan from his side of the couch as he tried to endure the focused tickling but only a cushion away Zack wasn’t doing much better. 

Perry had positioned himself at the coffee table in front of Zack’s now bare feet and wasn’t holding back either, focusing his energy on the silky teen toes. One hand was nestled right against the undersides of the right row for easy scratching along the terribly ticklish toe pads while he used only a couple fingers to wiggle between and tease the other set of toes at the same time. “Fucking with you is easier than intro to Math” Perry teased with a pearly smile of wicked glee as the dark haired pledge thrashed around on the couch. “AhAOAhAAOSSTToOoHOHAoPP! AHoAHoAohAohaAAAOhALlLEeEEAAVVEeMMYyFFEEETAALLoOOONNEE!!” “You know the deal; delete the videos and you’re free” Perry reminded. “AhOhAOhAAIIiCCAANNNT!” “Sure you can…or I guess I’ll just stay down here doing this until you’re crying like a little bitch” Perry answered as he took out his frustration of being a personal servant all those months in his own frat house. 

In the middle of the whole thing was Patrick, fighting to get loose and bubbling over with the same kind of helpless laughter while Duke wrecked the double-crossed ginger. “OohAoAOhAohAAOhAoAhoAAGGEETttHHEEFFuUuCCkKOoOFFmMmEee!!” Patrick shouted as he rocked back and forth on the floor but Duke couldn’t be swayed, having way too much fun torturing their spy. “You did good on screwing over your friends but at least this way they can’t be too pissed at you” Duke added as if it made it any better while he clawed down both pale pink soles with one hand and squeezed into his side/flank with the other. “ahoAAOWEeErRR’EeNNOOoTTDDeeELLEETTTiINNgTTHheEVVIiddEEOoSS!!” Patrick refused as if he wasn’t already a mess. “You turned on them once, I’m sure with a little encouragement you’ll do it again” Duke suggested, happy to help him see things their way as he worked over the upturned soles and took advantage of the fact that they’d been baking in his sneakers all day. Patrick couldn’t believe he was right back getting tickled like this after what he’d gone through days earlier but Duke tickled him like this was another chance to get out his personal frustrations, scratching and squeezing with a permanent smile on his preppy face as Patrick laughed his ass off. 

“Do you really want me to make you pee yourself in front of all the other pledges?” Tommy threatened while now pile driving into Devon’s armpits. “AAhoAoAHAOOhAOHaAsSSuuCCkKMMyYdDiICcK!” Devon refuted with a flare of teenage attitude but Tommy just flashed another pearly smile toward him like he knew Devon couldn’t outlast him. “Boys, I think it’s time for the tools” the actual Alpha Phi president announced before grabbing one of the massagers from his back pocket and tipping over the chair so Devon’s feet were in the air. “What the fuck?!” Devon complained at the sudden drop but quickly became more concerned about Tommy taking off his shoes and socks. “I hope they’re fucking rank” “I’ve smelled worse” Tommy assured as he fired up the handheld massager he now knew worked liked a charm, grabbed Devon’s left bare foot, and started running it up and down his ripe sole. “OOOhoHOHOSsshHIIIT! AHoAHWWHhAATTiIissSsTTTHHAHATT?! AhOAHaOhAhoAA!!” Devon tried to figure out with wide eyes of surprise as the vibrating device got acquainted with his defenseless foot. 

“Oh you’re gonna love this” Perry teased with a sharp grin as he too turned on the massager he’d seen reduce Duke to a giggly mess days earlier. “No! Come oONANAohoaOhAOhAAOHAA!!” Zack erupted on the couch once the massager was buzzing along his foot, following the contour of his arch and across the blush balls as if tickling was its actual purpose. “I told ya” Perry added while making sure Zack wasn’t able to squirm or jerk away from it. Jamal had left Aidan’s upper body in favor of his handsome feet to unleash the massager on him as well but Aidan fought him every bit he could, even holding onto his ankle socks with his toes but he was only stalling the inevitable.  “You’re asking for it!” Jamal made clear after struggling to get at his bare feet but once the socks were off he wrapped his arm around the ankles for even better control and fired up the wicked tool on both of his lush soles. 

“AHAHAFFUuUCckKMmMmEEEHAOhaohAAOA! AohTTUURRNNIITTToOoOoFF!!” Aidan demanded with a similar freak out to Zack’s but Jamal was even more vicious with it somehow, going in every direction across both feet to make Aidan regret giving him a hard time. The metal balls of the massager probably felt nice on your back or neck but having them vibrating all over your feet, especially ones as sensitive as Aidan’s was pure torture and Jamal loved every minute. “Just get rid of the videos and I’ll stop” Jamal reminded while focusing the massager along the smooth arches. “AAHoAhoAhoNNnEEevVVveEERRR!!” Aidan refused to give in, hoping all of them would be able to resist and keep the only real leverage they had over the upperclassmen. However, the desire to save themselves from the tickle attack was beginning to undermine their united front as each of the freshmen howled and bucked around like they could crack any second. 

“TthiIiisSiIISsBBbuUULlSshHiiIiTT!! ahoHAoaHAaohASstTTOoAoAOPPP!!” “Bullshit is having a fucking freshman order you around for a whole semester. You made me miss three dates! You deserve this shit” Chad answered with the opposite of sympathy for his frat brother as he ran the massager along the balls of his foot and undersides of his toes with a steady back and forth motion. But being Chad, he wanted to be as much of a dick as he could and soon started kneading into his stomach with his other hand, specifically using his thumb to dig in and drive Troy even further up the wall until it looked like he’d lose his balance from laughing so much. “I know you’re some history wiz and shit but if you’re really smart, you’ll agree to get rid of the videos and help yourself out. We could take you under our wing” Chad tried to entice. “AAhohAAOhAYyyeEEAAAhHRRiIiGGHhTT!!” Troy rejected without even considering it and only annoyed Chad more. “Alright, have it your way” Chad answered before turning the massager up to the highest power and quickly returned to the tan foot to get Troy raging even higher against the stairs with desperate laughter. 

The only one of the freshmen to have already endured one of the massagers was Patrick but it tickled like hell just the same and Duke was enjoying himself as if he hadn’t seen it in action either. “Now this is the kind of foot massage I’m alright with giving” Duke added with a smile while holding Patrick’s toes back and buzzing across every inch his taut soles. “AAhoAOHAoaHFFFuUuUuCCKKKYYyYoOOU!! AHohaOAHAGGEETTooOFFF!!” “It’s not very smart to say ‘fuck you’ to somebody while you’re tied up, man. It’s actually pretty stupid” Duke answered before he too turned up the massager and let it wreak all kinds of havoc over the deliciously ticklish feet at his mercy. “AAAAHoahAOHSSHIIIITT!! AHoHAAoAAAOAhHHOooLlLYySshIIIIT!!” Patrick’s laughter shot higher and he jerked in the hogtie but Duke had a firm hold on him and his bound feet, neither of which were going anywhere. 

About that time the front door opened and Logan walked in to see them all having stopped to see who it was. “Sorry, my date ran late. But I’m ready to lend a hand” Logan announced as he whipped out yet another massager from his book bag. “Come over here; he needs two people on him” Tommy instructed as Logan came over to join him at the tipped over chair. “NNoONNOOoFFuUuCCkKTThHhAATT!! NnNoOOmMOOORREE!”  “I thought you were supposed to be the big bad Alpha Phi president, Devon? A president should be able to stand a little tickling, don’t you think, Tommy?” Logan taunted. “You’re right, Logan. I should know” Tommy answered before Logan took the foot not being tickled and landed the massager on his heel to travel all the way up and back down again on a loop while Tommy shifted his focus to the toes after prying them back. “AAAAAhoAHAOHAMmoOOTThHEERRRFFFUUCCKkkkEERRSSS!! AHoAHaoAOHOAHAAOAaGGGEETTToOooFFmMMMYYfFEEEETT!!” Devon roared with zero control over his reaction as the idea of giving them what they wanted looked better and better the longer they tickled him.   

Being one of the brightest of the upperclassmen, Perry soon left Zack and came back with a roll of duct tape. “What is that for??” Zack asked with concern in his eyes. “It’s for making my life easier and yours worse” the preppy blonde answered as he taped the massager to Zack’s satin soles so it could tickle both feet at the same time. “OOhohAOaAWWHhAATThHEeEHhHEELL?! AHoAHohAAhAoHAAnNooNnNOO!!” Zack burst into giggly protests once Perry turned the massager on full blast and straddled Zack’s legs, now able to target two spots at the same time. Zack tried to anticipate where he would go but soon got his answer when Perry hiked his shirt up over his head but left it there so he couldn’t even really see what was happening before diving into both wide-open armpits. “AAAhAOhaoOoOhOhAOhSSHHIITTHoAhONNOOnNOHAOhohAohAAOhAAA!!” Zack let out like a babbling brook with a steady stream of overwhelmed laughter. “If I were you I’d just give up and delete the videos. Maybe Tommy wouldn’t be too harsh on you guys once the dust settled from all this” Perry suggested while digging with an almost playful brutality. “AHoAhoahaaahOAHANNOOOOoWWAaAyYY!!” “We can keep this up as long as it takes; one of you is bound to break at some point” Perry assured as Jamal continued driving Aidan insane on the other end of the couch. 

By now he’d moved up from Aidan’s soles to his toes and refused to leave them alone, letting the pulsating balls of the massager slowly travel along each row with them still pried back. It was a maddening, wildly effective technique judging by how hard Aidan was laughing and how much he was pulling on the rope around his wrists but he couldn’t shake Jamal’s focus even a little. “AAAhoAHoahADduuUDDEEnNnOOuGGHh! AHoHAohaOAHAOAHAAFFuUUcCKKIiNnGGSSTToOoPPP!!” “The only way I’m stopping is if you get rid of the videos; you’re not getting rid of me until then” Jamal reminded with a stern stance that he wasn’t giving Aidan or his feet a moment’s rest unless he betrayed the other freshmen. Aidan was usually pretty cool and collected but with the massager on his toes, he was anything but. His face was red from laughing so much and he was tiring himself out from fighting it but Jamal seemed like he really could go on for hours, a possibility Aidan hated to even entertain. 

“AAhOAhaoNoOnNOoHAohaOAAohAAPPllLEEAAsEEE!! ahoAHOAHoAACCoOoMmeEEoOoNN!!” Patrick laughed as Duke continued wearing him down. “Is that begging I hear?” Duke taunted with a douchey smile while digging into Patrick’s ribs and letting the massager roam over every bit of his upturned soles. “AHoAohAaJjuuUSSTTSSTTOOopPP!! HAoHAoHAaNNOoMMoOoRrREe!!” “Say the magic words!” “AHAOhaAAOhAAhOaAhOAJJjuUUSTTtuURRnNiiiTTdDOoWWNn!!” Patrick even tried to negotiate just to make his situation a little more bearable. “Those aren’t the magic words so no” Duke ignored and wiggled across his ribs harder as if to match the severity of the massager. Troy was struggling just as much as the rest of his pledge class, well maybe not as much as Devon but still, he wasn’t holding out well and Chad was proving to be a ruthless tickler. “You really want me to keep going, pledge? Because I will” Chad assured as he focused the massager on the middle of his outstretched foot and squeezed into his open thighs, alternating between the right and left. 

“AHoAohAohAAOHAAOHAIiIMMNNoOoTTTHhEeEELLPPPIiNNGGYYoOUuU!! FFoOORRGGEETTiIiTT!!” Troy doubled down but he was already having to concentrate to get words out through the heavy laughter. “Alright but when one of your buddies gives in we’re gonna keep tickling the rest of you until the morning – no breaks, no mercy” Chad pointed out to scare Troy into tapping out first but he knew the freshmen looked to him as their leader of sorts and if he folded, their goal of gaining real control would likely never come to be. He’d just have to endure as much as he could and hope nobody else gave up either but by the sound of it, Devon was inching closer and closer to giving the upperclassmen their first real victory and the key to actually turning the tables.

Tommy now had both massagers and was working over Devon’s feet, moving them up and down and side to side to make sure he never got used to it while Logan dug into his stomach and ribs down at the side of the chair. “AAAhAOHAoAoHAOAoHAAAHoHAohaAOHaaoAHAJJuUSSTSSTTOoAOoahOPP!!” “Give us what we want” Tommy reiterated with a tight jaw of persistence as the tan toes wiggled in the air and the massagers tickled on full power. “AhoAHoHAoaAAHohAOAHANNnEeeEeVVVeEERRR!!!” “You sure about that? You don’t sound very sure” Logan added to get in Devon’s head as he and Tommy pushed him further and further. He may have been a tough, cocky guy but he was way too ticklish to take both of them focusing on him for much longer. Devon hoped they’d get tired of trying or he’d pass out before he broke but a sudden ring from the front door granted all of them at least momentary relief. “HEY! In he-“ Aidan was cut off with Jamal’s hand over his mouth, prompting the rest of the upperclassmen to muffle the other freshmen.

“I’m gonna answer the door but nobody better make a fucking sound” Tommy made clear before walking over and casually opening the door. “Good evening, Mr. Stephens” “Dean Adams, what uhh…what are you doing here this late??” Tommy asked while trying to seem unbothered and charming as ever. “I’m here on school business actually. Mind if I come in…?”