Yelping Yona
“Heehee! Eeheeheeheehee!”
Yona couldn’t stop giggling to herself, she was just too excited for tonight. She was bouncing so much on the balls of her feet, she was ready to start jumping and shaking everything in her dorm room. The fact that she was currently standing by herself in her room late at night did nothing to decrease her volume.
Though she wasn’t entirely alone in her dorm. She kept looking at the door to the bathroom, waiting for the pony on the other side to open it.
Once the knob started to turn and the door creaked open, the grin on Yona’s face grew wider.
The bathroom door flew open to reveal Yona’s boyfriend, Sandbar, wearing nothing but his underwear, but very obviously holding some sort of box behind his back.
“Aaagh, what take Sandbar so long?” Yona’s impatient huff was mitigated by the excited grin that was still on her face.
“Heh, I needed to make sure everything was ready for tonight! Didn’t spend the last week planning for nothing, ya know!” Sandbar chuckled.
“Yeah, last week feel like whole year!” Yona’s natural curiosity led her to keep trying to take a peek at what was inside the box. Though no matter how much she leaned, Sandbar kept turning, making sure most of it was hidden out of her sight.
“Ehehe, I can tell you’ve already gotten ready…” Despite trying his best, Sandbar’s eyes naturally could not stop wandering away from Yona’s eyes. Unlike him, Yona was fully naked and practically flaunting it. “Didn’t even wanna wait to take your clothes off, huh?”
Yona smugly put her hands on her hips, letting her chest puff out. “Yona proud of yak body! Yona would go to class naked if Headmare Twilight allowed it!”
Sandbar had no idea if Yona was joking with that statement, but boy did it give him one hell of a visual fantasy.
Of course, he didn’t need to start daydreaming. Yona was naked in front of him right now. “Well, that’s a shame. Now I won’t get to take off your clothes myself!” Sandbar put the box down and wiggled his fingers right in front of her. “And here I was, hoping to tickle you so much your bra popped off…”
“E-Eeheeheeheehee! Q-Quit it, Sandbar!” The giggles wouldn’t stop coming out of Yona as she wrapped her arms tight around herself, preemptively protecting herself from Sandbar’s fingers.
Seeing Yona recoil only made Sandbar lean in closer, just barely keeping his fingers from actually touching the yak’s sides. “Oh? You’re giggling already? I haven’t even started tickling you yet…”
Yona knew fully well that Sandbar wasn’t touching her at all, and yet the giggles kept pouring from her lips all the same. Just seeing him wiggling his fingers and all the excitement building up was enough to make her squeal with delight. “Aaaahaha! S-Stahahahap!”
Sandbar took a step forward with a mischievous chuckle. “Stop what? I’m not doing anything! You’re the one who’s laughing herself silly!” he teased.
As Sandbar stepped forward, Yona stepped backwards. Her sights were set on those evil wiggling fingers that were so close to attacking her stomach, laughing as if he was actually touching her.
“Gahaha! Sandbar sohohoho mea-Woah-WOAH!”
Yona was so focused on avoiding Sandbar’s tickles that she wasn’t looking behind her, falling right onto the bed with a heavy thud.
Sandbar took the opportunity to pounce on his girlfriend and “pin” her down with the strength he absolutely did not actually have over her. “Well, if you’re so eager to be tickled that badly, how about you go first?”
Yona’s laughter was more sheepish than giddy now. She started to blush as Sandbar had his hands lightly pressing down on her shoulders. “Ehehe…Yes. Yona would love that.”
With a quick kiss, Sandbar slid off to open the mystery box. Yona tilted her head down, but couldn’t see much until Sandbar started pulling things out.
The first thing she saw Sandbar taking out was some large cuffs, with the interiors lined with fuzzy padding. The next was several long, thick bundles of blue rope.
“I asked Professor Rarity to make these even stronger, so hopefully they’ll last longer than one session this time,” Sandbar teased, pulling one of the strands of rope taut.
“With way Sandbar tickles Yona? Yona can’t make promises!” she winked, sliding onto the bed to get into position.
Sandbar brought the ropes and cuffs to the bed, ready to secure Yona in place. Yona had already put herself in a spread eagle position, arms and legs opened wide to reach each corner of the massive bed.
The first thing Sandbar did was put the cuffs on, wrapping them around Yona’s wrists to make sure they fit snugly on before attaching the rope and tying all the knots.
As a bit of an extra precaution, and to add to the kinky experience, Sandbar had another pair of cuffs ready. These went on Yona’s elbows.
As Yona was lying still to be tied down, she couldn’t help but look back at the box. She knew there had to be more inside than just cuffs and rope. She started to lean and turn to try and peer inside. She could make out the handle of something, and some pieces of fabric, but she’d have to get closer to get a better look…
Sandbar noticed the obvious attempt to sneak a peek, and sitting right on Yona’s stomach gave him the perfect opportunity to quickly skitter his fingers against her ribs.
“Yaaahahahaha!” Yona instinctively pulled her arms down to protect herself, immediately putting her focus back onto Sandbar, who had a cheeky grin on his face as he got his fingers between her ribs.
“No peeking!” Sandbar playfully chastised as he stopped the tickling.
“Hmmph, fine. Yona will wait for surprise then,” she said with a huff, putting her arms back up into position, albeit with some hesitation.
After putting the cuffs on Yona’s wrists and elbows, Sandbar turned around to place the rest on Yona’s ankles and knees.
As Yona felt Sandbar tightening the cuff around her right ankle, she saw how close he was to her foot and smirked. She slowly started to wiggle and flex her toes in front of his face, letting out a few light, innocent-sounding giggles.
Sandbar noticed Yona’s wiggling foot, practically begging to be tickled. His hands raised for just a moment with his fingers clawed, but he found enough restraint to put them down. As tempting as it was, tickling Yona’s feet while he was on her legs wouldn’t go over well if she decided to start kicking, whether on purpose or out of reflex.
Even though Sandbar continued to put the straps on her, Yona knew that Sandbar wasn’t entirely ignoring her feet. She kept curling and wiggling her toes, tempting her boyfriend with her massive soles.
Sandbar forced out an exhale through his nostrils as he tried to focus on finishing up the cuffs. Every time his eyes wandered to Yona’s toes, he’d just mentally remind himself he’d get his revenge in a few minutes.
Once all the cuffs were on Yona’s arms and legs, it was time to use the rope. Sandbar put the ropes through the rings in the cuffs, and dragged them underneath the bed to the opposite side, making tight knots along the way.
“And there we go! All comfy, Yona?”
Yona did a few test tugs against the rope. With the expert knots and sturdy rope, the yak was secure on the bed, hardly able to lift any limb more than a few inches off the mattress. Despite the lack of mobility, the padded fuzzy interiors of the cuffs made sure she was still comfortable. “Mmhm! Yona ready!”
“Perfect!” Sandbar grinned and hopped up onto the bed, looking over at the fully exposed body of his yak girlfriend, wondering where to tickle first.
The impish smirk on Sandbar’s face gave Yona a chill. She could see his wiggling fingers approaching, and this time, there was no backing away from them.
Sandbar’s eyes gleamed as he found his first target. He gently sat himself down on Yona’s thighs, looking down at her massive frame. There was no better time than now to see if the ropes made by Rarity and the knot skills he learned from Applejack were of any use to him tonight. His fingertips rested on Yona’s body, letting the anticipation build up before making a further move.
“Mmm…nnnf…!” Yona puffed up her cheeks to try and keep the giggling inside. She knew that if she started laughing again, Sandbar would keep teasing her relentlessly about it. But the evil look in his eye and his fingers just resting on her sides, making her squirm around ever so slightly…That evil pony was making “nothing” tickle so much!
“Naaahahahahaha! Eeheeheeheep!” The moment that Sandbar’s fingers started tapping her sides, Yona immediately burst out into a giggling fit. Any semblance of a defense from the yak quickly broke down.
“Hehehe, there it is! Didn’t take long for the laughter to come out!” Sandbar teased. Hearing Yona’s bubbly and excited laughter made him grin ear to ear. It made him all the more excited for what he had planned next to make her really start squealing.
Yona kept wiggling her hips as the giggles kept pouring out from her lips. She could feel Sandbar’s fingers only going lightly against her sides, though the simple taps were enough to get her to squirm.
Of course, Sandbar wasn’t going to be satisfied with just a few pokes and prods. He gradually upped the tickles. His fingers moved faster, skittering up and down, now hitting her sides, ribs, and her hips.
“Yaaaahahahahaha! Aaaahahaaa! It tihihihihihickles!” Yona giggling picked up in volume. She began arching her back as Sandbar’s nimble fingers went up and down her body, digging just a little deeper to make her jolt.
“Oh I bet it does!” Sandbar chuckled, alternating between squeezes to Yona’s hips and sides. “I can’t wait to see how you react once the real tickles start…”
Yona felt another chill shoot down her spine. “Aaaaahaha! Eeeheeheek! R-Real tickles?” Sandbar’s low, seductive tone and the smirk on his face made Yona just as excited as she was worried.
Sandbar began walking his fingers up Yona’s body, starting with her hips, then onto her sides, up her ribcage, making sure to poke the spots between each rib, finally stopping right at the top rib.
There was a fleeting instant of hesitation on Sandbar’s end, where he silently prayed that the ropes would hold as he plunged his fingers into Yona’s armpits.
“GYAAAHAHAHAHAHA!” Yona reflexively fought against the ropes to try and put her arms down at her sides, but her bonds held strong. Thanks to the additional cuffs on her elbows that were also being pulled down towards the mattress, Yona’s arms only moved a few inches downwards, her armpits were still plenty exposed for Sandbar’s fingers to explore.
Sandbar’s smug look broke just for a moment to let out a sigh of relief. It was only a few tugs, but seeing how the ropes held firm gave him the confidence he needed to get even meaner.
Yona felt Sandbar raking his fingers inside her armpits. The speed of his wild scribbling got faster and faster once he was sure that they were left wide open. No matter how much she tried pulling her arms down, the ropes made sure that she was left defenseless. “AAAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”
“Heheheh…Trying to pull your arms down? Why?” Sandbar taunted, leaning in closer as he slid his index and middle fingers up and down the hollows of her pits. “Could it be that your armpits are…ticklish?”
“Y-YEHEHEHEHES! ARMPITS TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLISH!” Yona could hardly look Sandbar in the eyes with that sinister look that he was giving her.
Though Yona’s limbs were firmly tied down, the rest of her body had a bit more freedom to wiggle and bounce around on the bed. And it’s that wiggling that gave Sandbar his next idea to strike.
“Mmhm? And are you ticklish…here?”
Yona arched her back as she gasped in shock. She felt a skittering under her breasts, and an immediate burning in her ears and on her cheeks. “A-Aaaahaaaah! S-Sandbar!”
“I’m not hearing an answer…!” Sandbar chuckled as his fingers delicately danced across Yona’s chest.
“Nnnnf! Y-Yehehes! Oooooh! Yona’s breasts tihihihickliiiish!” Little gasps and moans mixed in with all of Yona’s giggles. “Eeeheehee! T-Tihihihickle Yona thehehehere!”
Sandbar leaned in closer, gently rubbing Yona’s nipples between his thumbs and index fingers. “Come again? I didn’t quite catch that…”
Yona tried to force a frustrated scowl, but the way Sandbar was pinching her nipples made a moan come out of her lips instead. “Naaaah! T-Tickle Yona’s breasts! P-Please!”
“With pleasure!” With a soft chuckle, Sandbar planted a kiss on Yona’s cheek before rolling off.
Yona watched as Sandbar walked to the box, where she finally saw a bit more of what he was hiding inside. The room was dimly lit, but she still clearly saw him pull out two rather large feathers. One blue, and one yellow.
Sandbar hopped back onto Yona’s stomach, pointing the feathers towards Yona’s now erect nipples. He thought about making her wiggle and squirm in anticipation again, but he was far too eager to start doing the actual tickling.
Once the feathers touched down onto Yona’s breasts, they soon went on separate journeys. The blue feather made short strokes up and down against Yona’s nipple, while the yellow feather trailed against the underside of her breasts. “A-Aaahahahaa…oooooohooohoo…aaaahaaa…”
It took a bit of concentration to have the feathers do two different tickling motions, but it was worth it to draw all those moans and giggles out. “Does Yona liiiike?”
“Nnnnf! Yes! Yona like sooooohohohoho muuuuuch!” Yona started to drool from the corners of her lips. Her head rocked from side to side as the blue feather swept across both nipples. Meanwhile, the yellow feather circled around Yona’s breasts, though she did feel it sneaking its way into her armpits every so often, which would always get a jolt and a squeak out of her.
Just to be extra mean, Sandbar kept the yellow feather at Yona’s armpits, while he slipped the blue feather between her breasts, sawing it right in her cleavage.
“Aaaah! Eeeheeheeheeheep! H-Hehehehehey!” Yona gasped in mock protest, now being tickled more than pleasured. Not that she was complaining of course.
“Whaaaat? I’m doing what you asked!” Sandbar said in mock-innocence, completely ignoring the feather he was stroking in the hollows of her pits.
The feathers weren’t quite as tickly as Sandbar’s fingers, but they were much more effective at getting her all flustered. She still fought to close off her armpits, but the ropes weren’t even showing signs of fraying.
Of course, all the little verbal teases from Sandbar were also contributing to her red cheeks. The constant switch of tones between playful teasing and seductive left Yona constantly blushing and squirming.
“Heh, would ya look at that!” Sandbar chuckled, moving the blue feather onto Yona’s stomach. “These big strong arms and these rock solid abs…and yet they’re still no match for these soft, soft feathers…”
“Gyaaahahahaha! S-Sandbar! Thahahat not tickling-EEEHEEHEEHEEK!” Yona was about to point out how far Sandbar moved away from her request, only for the feather to dip into her navel.
“Whaddya mean? The way you’re laughing, it looks like it’s tickling a lot!” Sandbar smugly chuckled, moving the feather alongside the grooves of her abs.
“Aaahahahaa yoooooouuuuu!” Yona gave a tug against the ropes in an actual attempt to break free, but still got nowhere.
Yona’s loud squeal filled Sandbar with glee. He was determined to get Yona into a totally flustered, hysterical state. And as fun as using these familiar feathers was, he had a whole box full of toys to utilize, and an idea on how to use some of them quickly hatched in his mind.
After a few brief strokes to her breasts for good measure, Sandbar started off his plan. “Hey Yona, you wanna try a new position?”
“Ahhh...hah…n-new position?” Yona raised an eyebrow as she was cooling off. “Yona not tied down tight enough?”
“Oh, I don’t need more rope or anything like that! Just wanna try something with you on your stomach.”
Yona was curious, but not suspicious. “Hmm…okay!”
Thankfully, all Sandbar had to do was unlatch all the cuffs to free Yona, and then reattach them once she flipped over.
Yona briefly sat up straight, stretching her body and shaking off all the tingles before turning onto her stomach. “Nnnf. New ropes strong! Yona not sure if even she can break them!”
“Hmhmhm, well, that’s promising, at least! It means that we can get a lot of use out of them!” Sandbar grinned as he started putting the cuffs back on.
“...Though I’ll be sure to really put them to the test, just in case…” he quietly whispered to himself with a smirk.
Soon, Yona was back to being tied down onto the bed, with a pillow under her chin for comfort. The only other major difference aside from her orientation was that Sandbar moved her ankles closer together so that they touched.
Now on her stomach, Yona’s field of vision was much less engaging than before. She turned her head as far as she could, but couldn’t see where Sandbar was. “So why Yona have to be like this?”
Yona only heard Sandbar’s voice and felt a slight shift on the mattress as he spoke.
“Well, you and I know that I’ve tickled your sides, stomach, sides, armpits plenty of times…” he said, digging his fingers into each spot as he named them off.
Even as Sandbar was telegraphing where his fingers were going to go, not being able to see them moving kept catching Yona off-guard, making her jolt and squeak with each squeeze and wiggle.
“I’ve pretty much tickled you everywhere! …Everywhere but…”
Yona felt Sandbar’s fingers lightly pressing down between her shoulder blades, slowly walking down her back.
“Everywhere but…”
Yona shivered. Sandbar’s fingers were in that frustrating state of almost tickling her to get giggles out.
Once Sandbar reached Yona’s tail, he got both hands to start spidering all over Yona’s rear. “Everywhere butt…”
“YAAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!” The sudden jump in intensity and Sandbar’s terrible joke left Yona squealing.
“Oh, so it is ticklish! Interesting…” Sandbar chuckled, giving Yona’s cheeks plenty of squeezes and wiggling fingers.
“AIIIEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEE! SAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAR! IT REALLY TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Yona’s hips wriggled from side to side, trying to knock Sandbar off, but her attempts did little to deter him.
Sandbar chuckled as he let up on the tickling. “Heheh, never crossed my mind until now, glad we found out together!”
“That whole reason why Sandbar want Yona to turn over?” Yona huffed.
“Well, that and it was a better position for what I wanted to do with these…”
Yona felt a single poke against her sole and immediately froze up. “Wh-What Sandbar do with Yona’s feet?” she asked, the excitement shaking her voice.
Sandbar shifted himself over to the foot of the bed, kneeling in front of Yona’s massive soles. “Oh, I promise you’ll love it!”
After that, there was silence from Sandbar’s end, which started to get Yona worried. Not being able to see what he was doing left Yona alone, with her mind wandering to all sorts of possibilities as to what Sandbar might be planning. Her first thought was that Sandbar was getting a massive, elaborate machine out from inside the box. One that would analyze and target all the most sensitive spots on her feet, and then tickle them all at once with lasers. Another idea that went in her head was that Sandbar was getting even more restraints for her feet so that she couldn’t do so much as wiggle her toes. What was Sandbar planning to do?
Yona eventually got her answer as she felt something getting squirted onto her soles. While it was slightly cold, it didn’t exactly feel like a liquid, she couldn’t feel it running down her feet.
Yona then felt Sandbar’s hands pressing against her feet, rubbing all over. Another squirt onto her feet, and then more rubbing. It quickly became clear what Sandbar was doing.
With the size difference between them, Yona’s feet were huge. He could easily bury his entire head into her sole. The length from heel to toe on Yona’s foot was almost the length from Sandbar’s waist to the top of his chest. He had a lot of space to cover, which is why he was thankful he got the biggest bottle of lotion he could find. Even though it was a very eyebrow-raising purchase to make as a young adult stallion shopping alone.
“Ooooh…ohhhh yes…Rub Yona’s feet…” Yona hummed happily as Sandbar was rubbing the lotion into her feet. Her toes slowly curled and uncurled, practically melting into bliss as she felt those hands kneading into her tired soles.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Sandbar cooed, continuing the massage and lotion rubdown on Yona, making sure to get the rose-scented lotion into every bit of her feet. “Your feet must be aching from all the running and stomping you do…”
“Hnnn…yeah…Ohhhh! Sandbar’s hands…so good…” Sandbar was doing far more than just rubbing Yona’s feet, he was making sure to press his thumbs and knuckles into the tired and sore spots on her feet. There were firm presses to the balls of her feet, or knuckles rolled into her arches to make her moan and drool. All the tension she had from anticipating all the tickles and from the long and tiring day were fading away.
Sandbar was right, Yona was loving this.
Though just covering the soles wasn't enough. Sandbar made sure to rub the lotion all over Yona’s feet, sticking his fingers between her toes, running his hands on the tops of her feet, even the ankles got their fair share of loving rubs.
Yona was practically melting away in total bliss. More and more happy, aroused moans left her lips as she felt Sandbar’s thumbs pressing right underneath her big toes. Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier…
Sandbar’s ears picked up the sleepy yawns hidden in Yona’s moans. Perhaps it was time for a little wake-up…
Yona was slowly drifting off to sleep due to all the ways Sandbar was making her relaxed. The gentle squeezes to her toes, the kneading to her arches, the brush that was now scrubbing against her soles-
“WAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!” Yona’s eyes immediately shot wide open as she struggled to turn around or kick her legs.
“Oooh, that got you up!” Sandbar chuckled as he kept sweeping the hairbrush across Yona’s feet. “Maybe I should wake you up like that every morning!”
“AAAAHA! AAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOHOHOHOHO! S-SAHAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAHAR!” Yona struggled to try and pull her feet away, but even as she tugged against the ropes, she couldn’t lift her feet up off the mattress.
Thanks to the lotion, the rounded bristles easily glided across Yona’s soles. Hearing Yona scream with wild laughter got Sandbar’s blood pumping, he had no intention of slowing down.
“EEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEK! STAHAHAHAHAHAP! BRUSH TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES! BRUHUHUHUHUHUSH TIHIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Yona pounded the bed in frustration. That evil Sandbar! The lotion massage was all a front to make her drop her defenses, and it worked! She’d be more furious if she wasn’t laughing so hard.
“I bet it does! It must tickle soooooo muuuuuch! After all, I know how your soles are suuuuper ticklish…” Even with the hairbrush making great speeds across Yona’s feet, there was still a lot to cover with each swipe. Though he could see his efforts were paying off. Her dark green soles were starting to show a very dominant blush of red. It was only a matter of time until he made her feet look as rosy as they smelled.
Sweat dripped down Yona’s face as she made legitimate efforts to try and break out of the ropes. But each time, she’d never get farther than pulling her arms or feet a few inches away before being forced back into position. The extra ropes to hold her elbows and knees were really holding their ground.
Sandbar’s arm was starting to feel the fatigue from all the intense scrubbing, his solution was to put the brush in his left hand to handle the scrubbing duties. His right hand decided to tickle under and between Yona’s toes, just so that they didn’t feel neglected by the brush.
Yona’s toes weren’t restricted, so they were free to wiggle and curl as much as she wanted. It wasn’t enough to get Sandbar’s fingers away, though compared to the brush relentlessly scrubbing her softened soles, the toe tickling was a blessing.
“Heheheh, you’re laughing so much now, Yona!” Sandbar’s playful chuckle quickly swerved into a darker tone. “Now how about I really make you squeal…”
If Yona wasn’t laughing so hard, she’d be whimpering.
Sandbar put the brush to the side of Yona’s feet, now just lightly wiggling his fingers up and down her blushing soles. “I’m gonna tickle tickle tickle these big yak feet!”
“EEEEEEEE!” Yona immediately started squealing. Sandbar’s playful tone sent a blush burning across her whole face. “NO! NO! NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO!”
“Yes yes yes!” Sandbar replied, getting right underneath Yona’s toes. “Coochie coo! Yona’s got some ticklish toesies! I loooove to tickle Yona’s big feet!”
“STAHAHAHAHAP! SANDBAR EEEEEHEEHEEHEEHEEHEEVIL! SOHOHOHO EVIL!” Yona’s hands curled into fists as she pounded the mattress, making the whole bed shake, but still her position remained trapped. The pillow that her chin was resting on was getting stained with sweat, drool and mirthful tears.
Sandbar simply laughed at Yona’s accusation. “Oh, so I’m evil now? It’s evil to tickle your biiiiig, sooooft, tiiiiiicklish feet?”
Yona was struggling more than ever, yet the extra restraints made sure that she was held firmly in place, forced to take all the tickles and teases that Sandbar was dishing out. Each word that Sandbar dragged out gave her another chill. “SAHAHAHAHANDBAHAHAHAHAR! NO TICKLE TALK! AHAHAHAHACK!”
“Hmhm, if you say so…” To comply with Yona’s begging, the earth pony pressed his muzzle deep into Yona’s soles, giving her feet plenty of little licks and kisses instead of verbal teases. Though his hands were still plenty busy tickling away at her toes, just to make sure she was still squealing.
“BWAHAHAHAHAHA W-WAHAHAHAHAIT! G-GO BAHAHAHAHAHACK!” Yona’s eyes widened, conflicted with feelings of ticklishness, arousal, and embarrassment.
Without skipping a beat, Sandbar lifted his head up and resumed the tickle talk. “Sure! You must really wanna hear how soft and lovely and ticklish your feet are!” He leaned down to give her big toes a kiss. “And your toes too! They just keep wiggling, but they can’t escape the tickles! Coochie coochie coo!”
“AAAAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHA! NO MOHOHOHORE! NOHOHOHO MOHOHOHOHORE! AHAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHICKLES!” Whenever Sandbar’s lips weren’t teasing Yona with tickle talk, they were teasing her with slow licks and quick kisses to her feet, and Yona couldn’t tell which one was making her laugh more or blush harder.
Sandbar dragged his tongue up Yona’s sole. “How about this, I’ll stop if you say that you’re a ticklish cutie!”
“YONAHAHAHAHA! YONAHAHA TIHIHIHIHIHIII! CUHUHUHAHAHAHA!” Yona was a giggly mess as she struggled to get the magic words out. Each time she tried, Sandbar would nibble her toes or scribble his fingers against her arches to make her squeal. “Y-YOHOHOHONAHAHAHAHA! YONAHAHA TIHIHIHICKLISH CUTIIIIEEHEEHEEHEEHEE!”
Sandbar, satisfied and sure that he turned his big and strong yak girlfriend into a laughing and flustered wreck, leaned forward, gave Yona’s feet some loving kisses from toe to heel, then went to the top of the bed to check in on her. “You alright, my ticklish cutie?”
Yona’s face was partially buried in the drool and tear-soaked pillow when Sandbar made it to her. She lifted up her head, giggling from the lingering tickly tingles that remained on her soles. “Heeheehee…Sandbar so evil…”
“Hey, gimmie some credit, I stopped for you, didn’t I?” Sandbar smirked. “I mean, with these ropes, there’s really nothing stopping me from tickling you all night…” He gave Yona a few pokes to her exposed ribs and armpit to prove his point.
“Eeee! Okay okay okay! Nahaha! Sandbar not eeheeheevil!”
“Aww, thanks, Yona!” Sandbar gave her a kiss on the cheek, wiping some of the tears from her eyes before he got to work untying Yona.
Once Yona was freed, she did a few stretches and wiggles to shake all the tingles out. “Okay! Now Sandbar’s turn!”