In the Dungeons of the Tickle Queen
You remain tight lipped, refusing to give the woman any satisfaction by hearing you beg. Plus, your honor demands that you remain silent to protect your people.
"Ooh," hisses the woman. "A strong one. Don't worry, my dear. I have just the thing to break you."
And with that, she steps towards you and begins stroking you under you arm, drawing circles with her long fingernails. You squeal and giggle.
"No!" you plead. "Not that! Anything but that!"
She doesn't stop however and soon you are laughing hysterically, unable to even move under her tickling nails. You continue to laugh and beg. Finally, she stops, then moves over to your other side and repeats the procedure.
"Stohahahahahop! Noohoho! Pleahehehehese!" You scream for mercy, the laughter pouring out of you now. Through tear-filled eyes, you catch movement on the floor. Shuana was stirring. Surely she would wake up and come to your rescue.
The woman stops tickling you under the arm and you pant heavily for breath. Never in your life have you experienced anything so excruciating.
Shuana stirs again, but the woman in black doesn't seem to notice. She moves down to your belly and begins raking her nails across your tender flesh there. You buck wildly against your bonds to no avail, your laughter filling the small space of the hut where you are being held.
Suddenly, behind the woman in black, a form rises from the floor. Shuana! You are saved! Shuana moves closer and closer to your captor. You are still screaming for mercy and laughing when Shuana reaches the woman in black. She reaches out her hand and places it on the woman's shoulder.
Your captor is startled, and spins quickly to confront Shuana, but Shuana holds up a hand to stop her.
"Please, Mistress," Shuana says. "Allow me. Her most ticklish spot is the soles of her feet. She never could stand it when we were younger."
"Shuana, no!" you scream, but your best friend merely looks at you blankly as though you are a stranger to her eyes.
The woman in black smiles evilly again and motions for Shuana to take up a place at your feet. You thrash and squirm until you are out of breath, but you make no progress against your bonds. Then you feel a light scratching on your left sole. You elicit a high pitched squeal that would break glass were any present.
Shuana begins earnestly stroking the arch of your foot with her fingernails. You think you are going to die. The laughter comes freely from you now, all hope gone at Shuana's betrayal. Shuana brings her other hand up to your right foot and begins tracing circles around the ball of your foot.
Then without warning, the woman in black begins again on your tummy, working her way to up under your breasts before scritching her nails back down your sensitive flesh again.
Your laughter becomes silent then, your voice having expended itself from the previous onslaughts and your helpless body shakes and trembles beneath their torturous fingers.
Before you black out, you hear the woman in black whisper, "You now belong to the Tickle Queen! You are going to be my tickle slave for the rest of your life!"
Your quest ends here.
"Ooh," hisses the woman. "A strong one. Don't worry, my dear. I have just the thing to break you."
And with that, she steps towards you and begins stroking you under you arm, drawing circles with her long fingernails. You squeal and giggle.
"No!" you plead. "Not that! Anything but that!"
She doesn't stop however and soon you are laughing hysterically, unable to even move under her tickling nails. You continue to laugh and beg. Finally, she stops, then moves over to your other side and repeats the procedure.
"Stohahahahahop! Noohoho! Pleahehehehese!" You scream for mercy, the laughter pouring out of you now. Through tear-filled eyes, you catch movement on the floor. Shuana was stirring. Surely she would wake up and come to your rescue.
The woman stops tickling you under the arm and you pant heavily for breath. Never in your life have you experienced anything so excruciating.
Shuana stirs again, but the woman in black doesn't seem to notice. She moves down to your belly and begins raking her nails across your tender flesh there. You buck wildly against your bonds to no avail, your laughter filling the small space of the hut where you are being held.
Suddenly, behind the woman in black, a form rises from the floor. Shuana! You are saved! Shuana moves closer and closer to your captor. You are still screaming for mercy and laughing when Shuana reaches the woman in black. She reaches out her hand and places it on the woman's shoulder.
Your captor is startled, and spins quickly to confront Shuana, but Shuana holds up a hand to stop her.
"Please, Mistress," Shuana says. "Allow me. Her most ticklish spot is the soles of her feet. She never could stand it when we were younger."
"Shuana, no!" you scream, but your best friend merely looks at you blankly as though you are a stranger to her eyes.
The woman in black smiles evilly again and motions for Shuana to take up a place at your feet. You thrash and squirm until you are out of breath, but you make no progress against your bonds. Then you feel a light scratching on your left sole. You elicit a high pitched squeal that would break glass were any present.
Shuana begins earnestly stroking the arch of your foot with her fingernails. You think you are going to die. The laughter comes freely from you now, all hope gone at Shuana's betrayal. Shuana brings her other hand up to your right foot and begins tracing circles around the ball of your foot.
Then without warning, the woman in black begins again on your tummy, working her way to up under your breasts before scritching her nails back down your sensitive flesh again.
Your laughter becomes silent then, your voice having expended itself from the previous onslaughts and your helpless body shakes and trembles beneath their torturous fingers.
Before you black out, you hear the woman in black whisper, "You now belong to the Tickle Queen! You are going to be my tickle slave for the rest of your life!"
Your quest ends here.
