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KATRINA THE GREAT, Part one.
(F/F, tickling, sexual)
By F_magician4F
The doorbell rang shortly after 1:00 and Kathy barely had time to admire the outside of the mansion before Katrina opened the door to greet her.
Kathy was dressed down, wearing a pair of denim shorts and a simple white T-shirt knotted up in the front to reveal her firm belly. Kathy’s deep tanned skin contrasted nicely with her long curly blond hair which cascaded down around her shoulders.
Katrina answered the door dressed in similar casual wear. Wearing a lime green tank top and matching spandex shorts, the older brunette must have been in the middle of and exercise workout before her young friend arrived. Her skin glistened with a thin layer of perspiration which only added to her sexiness.
“Kathy!” The 30 year older woman exclaimed with a wide appreciative smile. “You found the house.”
The 24 year old blonde’s eyes widened, trying not to stare at Katrina’s sexy attire and instead focusing on the house.
“House?” Kathy giggled sweetly. “Oh my god, this is a castle!” Kathy was genuinely impressed with her new friend’s home.
Katrina invited Kathy inside. As the blonde entered, a wicked smile secretly formed across Katrina’s red lips.
Katrina had met Kathy several days ago at an exclusive bar in the city. Normally, Katrina’s stunning beauty and exhibitionist taste in clothes were enough to insure she never left alone. But Kathy was drawn to the brunette for a third reason. Katrina was a female magician with her own Las Vegas-style act, and Kathy was a model dying to perform on stage (any stage).
The inside of Katrina’s home was even more impressive then the outside. Every square foot of the interior was decorated in rich furnishings: silk drapes, plush carpeting, hardwood floors and a collection of vases, figurines and paintings that belonged in a French museum somewhere.
Kathy also noticed the abundance of feathers throughout the house. Plumes of all shapes, sizes and colors were included amongst Katrina’s more tasteful decoration.
“So, you want to be a Magician’s Assistant?” Katrina remarked to her guest who followed the sexy brunette into a vast living room. Katrina made sure to add a sexy sway to her hips, hoping her blonde friend was enjoying the view.
The embarrassing crack in Kathy’s voice confirmed the blonde’s arousal. “Y-yes, Katrina. I’ve always been interested in stage work.”
Katrina spun around dramatically with a wide smile on her face. But Kathy’s eyes were fixed on the Brunette’s bosom. When Katrina first answered the door, Kathy could have sworn the brunette’s tank top covered much more of her chest then it did now. Katrina’s top was suddenly very low cut, threatening to expose her delectable melons if she leaned forward far enough. The young blonde was puzzled but excited.
“Before you can join me on stage I have to see if you’re ready first.” Katrina grinned, well aware of the young blonde’s gaze. Katrina instructed Kathy to follow her toward the kitchen hallway.
The doorway leading through the living room was tall and curved along the top. A thick metal bar ran across the doorway from one wall to the other; it was the kind of fixture someone might use to perform chin-up exercises at home.
“Can you reach up and grab that bar?” Katrina asked innocently.
The blonde obeyed, stretching her arms well above her head to grasp the metal chin-up bar. Any higher, and she would have been forced to stand on her toes.
The blonde wasn’t paying attention and was totally surprised when Katrina locked a pair of metal handcuffs around both of her wrists and then secured them to the bar.
“What are you doing?” Kathy gasped in genuine shock.
Katrina smiled devilishly at the captured beauty. “Have you ever heard of the old handcuff trick?” The brunette giggled.
“You could have warned me.” The blonde squeaked as she nervously tested the metal bonds that held her hands above her head.
“I’m a magician.” Katrina exclaimed with a shrug. “I have fast hands.” To demonstrate, Katrina poked her finger into Kathy’s exposed underarm with such suddenness that Kathy didn’t see her hand move.
Kathy felt the ticklish sensation and squealed in surprise. A red blush formed across her face as she realized what Katrina had done.
Katrina stepped back to admire her work. “I will be in the kitchen making our dinner, I’m preparing lobsters. You have ten minutes to get out of those handcuffs, or I’ll tickle your ribs.”
Kathy couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. “What?” The blonde gasped.
“I said, you have ten minutes to get out of those handcuffs or I’ll TICKLE YOUR RIBS.’ Katrina giggled as she turned to walk away.
Kathy looked down at her attire, suddenly realizing she’d worn a top that exposed her tummy and sides.
“Oh my god!” She squeaked. Looking up, the blonde frantically shook and twisted her wrists. Her mind raced, how was she going to get out of the cuffs? Katrina never explained the trick.
Beads of sweat dripped from Kathy’s forehead as she struggled to get free. Having her arms suspended made the “trick” even more difficult.
“If I don’t get free, Katrina’s going to tickle me.” The blonde thought to herself. She was already anticipating the wriggling of Katrina’s long red nails up and down her vulnerable sides.
Then Kathy thought: Would being tickled by the sexy brunette be so bad? The blonde licked her lips as she struggled. Kathy claimed she hated to be tickled, but secretly desired it. The idea of being tickled while helpless made her inner thighs tingle.
“Are you out yet? It’s been exactly ten minutes.” Katrina informed her captive. The Magician had suddenly appeared in front of Kathy without a sound.
Kathy looked down. Katrina’s red fingernails seemed longer then she’d remembered.
Kathy panicked. “Katrina, you never showed me how to get out of these…EEEEAAAAGGGHHHH!”
The blonde screeched wildly as Katrina began running her fingers up and down Kathy’s vulnerable ribs.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA…OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP HAHAHAHAAHAH NOOOO HAHAHAHA”
Kathy shook and screamed with uncontrollable laughter. Kathy’s nerve endings went wild as each wriggle and spider-crawl from Katrina’s fingers came in contact with her sensitive flesh.
“Kitchy coo kitchy coo..kitchy kitchy kitchy…..” Katrina sang pleasantly, oblivious to Kathy’s pleas of mercy.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAA” Kathy’s squealed and laughed so hard she couldn’t even speak. suspended in place by the chin-up bar, the young blonde could only writhe and shimmy helplessly as she was tickled.
“You’re going to have to do better then this.” Katrina scolded with a mischievous smile.
Suddenly, Katrina switched targets and began attacking poor Kathy’s exposed under arms. The sneak attack sent new waves of ticklish shock through her body, sending her further over the edge.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA..OH GOD OH MY GOD HAHAHAHAHAHAH STOOOP!” The blonde screamed with laughter.
Katrina abruptly stopped. It took Kathy several seconds for her overly sensitive skin to stop tingling and another minute before she was able to catch her breath.
Kathy failed to notice what her host was brandishing a long thin silver wand, similar to what a conductor would use to lead an orchestra.
Katrina tapped the wand across the metal chin-up bar. To Kathy’s surprise, she felt herself stretched upward. Looking up, she noticed the chin-up bar was rising by itself. There were no grooves, slots or mechanical devices yet the metal bar was being raised higher and higher. Looking down Kathy saw she was being forced to stand on her tip-toes, the bottoms of her feet completely off the ground and exposed.
“You have another ten minutes.” Katrina warned. “If you can’t get free after ten minutes, I’m going to tickle your feet.” The magician promised with a wicked smile.
During her tickling, Kathy was unable to form a coherent thought or to even speak clearly. She hadn’t asked Katrina how to get out of the handcuffs and the Magician never gave an explanation. The blonde was in the same predicament she was in before, but now her body was stretched much tighter and she was forced to stand on her toes.
“She’s going to tickle my feet.” Kathy whispered nervously to herself. The thought seemed to excite her more then terrify. Kathy fumbled frantically with her handcuffs.
Katrina had returned to the kitchen and was bent over the stove. When Kathy turned her head to watch the sexy brunette, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Katrina’s spandex shorts had become smaller. You couldn’t really call them shorts any more. They resembled the bottom half of a bathing suite: the tight stretch fabric barely covered the curves of Katrina’s ass while leaving her long legs and thighs naked. Was Kathy going crazy, or was Katrina toying with her somehow? Kathy had to admit, she was enjoying the view.
Kathy felt an odd tingling sensation in her underarms and looked to her sides. Two feathers had mysteriously appeared on either side of her body, the tips gently resting inside each hollow of her arm pit. The feathers seemed to have grown out of the frame of the doorway itself.
“What the hell is going on?” Kathy gasped, well aware that the slightest movement of her body caused the feathers to brush her super-sensitive under arms.
Every move she made, no matter how slight, made the cruelly positioned feathers tickle her vulnerable under arms. Kathy was involuntarily tickling herself.
“hehehehehehehheheheeee”. Kathy giggled helplessly as the slightest move of her body resulted in torment. The more she struggled to free herself, the more the feathers tickled.
“heheheehhahahahahahhaa.” Kathy giggled to herself like a mad woman. “hahahahahahahahaaha.” The tickling was driving her crazy.
Even if Kathy didn’t struggle, she’d get tickled. Balancing on her tip-toes forced the her to constantly shift her body weight, resulting in more tickling by the mysterious quills.
“hehehehehehheeee.” She giggled with her eyes shut tight. “heheheheeheee oh my god…hehehehhee…s-s-s-top..hehehehehehe.”
“Your still not out of those cuffs, Kathy?” Katrina said with a giggle in her voice. Kathy looked down. The brunette was already lounging on the floor bellow Kathy, deciding which vulnerable foot she would punish first.
“No fair!” Kathy protested nervously.
Katrina grasped Kathy’s left leg by the ankle and began running her long red fingernails up and down the bottom of her foot.
“N-n-n-no..heheheheheheheheh.” Kathy struggled. Her attempts to kick away were futile. She was suspended off the floor on her tip-toes and absolutely no leverage.
“Koochie koooo” Katrina sang from bellow. The Magician spider tickled the blonde’s helpless soles with slow torturous circles and caresses.
“Hahahahahahahhaaaa…s-s-s-stop!” Kathy begged. The blonde hung in mid-air, shaking and quivering helplessly.
“Tickly tickly tickly.” Katrina teased as she wormed her fingers in between Kathy’s toes.
“Hahahahahahaa oh my god stoooop! Hahahahahahahhaa.” Kathy cried with laughter. Katrina had begun running her fingers up and down the backs of her bare legs, the shorts she’d worn providing no protection.
And then there were the feathers pointing into her under arms! The terrible plumes teases and caressed her under arms every time she shook from Katrina’s tickling.
Kathy was reduced to a quivering wreck of ticklish flesh. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA….OH GOD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!”
Katrina was skilled at tickling, knowing exactly where to tickle by listening to her victim’s reactions as her fingers moved from one spot to another. For example: when Katrina wiggled her fingers across the ball of Kathy’s big toe with tiny circles, the blonde would simply giggle but when the Magician began to glide her fingertips up and down the length of her arch…
OH GOD! Hahahahahahhahahaha…Noooooooo! Heheheheheheheee. The Blonde could only beg and laugh hysterically.
Just as suddenly as the tickling began, it stopped. Kathy was panting too heavily to notice Katrina freeing her from the chin up bar until she felt her feet firmly touch the floor. Regaining her senses, Kathy’s body tingled all over from over-stimulation.
“Yes Kathy,” Katrina smiled warmly, “I think you’ll make an excellent Magician’s Assistant.”
“B-but I couldn’t get out of the cuffs, and you never showed me how.” Kathy stammered, standing defensively in case the brunette decided to continue tickling her.
“What would be the fun in letting you get out of your cuffs?” Katrina pouted. “Besides, if you knew how the trick was done then you’d have your own magic show.”
They both laughed and Katrina took a bright yellow cloth from off the dinning room table. Wrapping it tightly around her like a cocoon, the magician announced that dinner was ready and that they should both dress accordingly.
Katrina whipped open the cloth cocoon and stepped out wearing a beautiful dark blue gown. The dress was scandalously sexy. Katrina’s breast were revealed by a plunging neckline that went far bellow her sexy naval and two long slits up the sides of the dress showed off her entire legs from ankle to hip.
“You turn.” Katrina giggled as she wrapped the yellow cocoon around Kathy. Moments later, Kathy was clad in a very short bubblegum-pink mini dress that barely went bellow her hips. Her arms and baby-smooth shoulders were totally bare and the draft across her bottom informed her that Katrina had neglected to give her any panties.
Katrina savored the bright red expression of embarrassment across the blonde’s face, chuckling to herself every time Kathy had to stop to tug-down the hem of her skimpy dress. Katrina made it a point to walk in front of the blonde. Not only did Katrina’s dress plunge deeply in the front, it did so in the back as well! The plunging “V” that revealed her baby-smooth back barely stopped before exposing the tops of her sexy ass-cleavage.
Katrina escorted her guest to the dinning room table and pointed to a high-back chair with soft velvet cushioning. Dinner was already laid out: the lobsters were already cracked and swimming in warm butter and the soup appetizer was steaming hot.
“What, no handcuffs at the dinner table?” Kathy joked, but only half-heartedly. She let out a nervous giggle as she checked her seat for any restraints. All she could detect were two metal rings attached to the front chair legs and a third fixed atop the high-back seat.
“Don’t be silly.” Katrina giggled. “How are you going to eat dinner if your hands are bound?”
The brunette escorted Kathy to her seat. With the same dexterity used to handcuff Kathy to the chin-up bar, Katrina took several thin leather straps and wrapped them to each of the blonde’s ankles before attaching them to the iron rings set in the chair legs. A third leather strap was carefully placed around Kathy’s neck and attached to the iron ring on the high-back seat. Before Kathy new what had happened, Katrina had immobilized her. The blonde’s ankles were bound to the chair legs, forcing her to remain seated and the neck collar prevented her from moving her torso. Her movement was restricted to her arms and head.
“You’re as cute as a button.” Katrina grinned as she tweaked the nose of her blonde captive.
Finally, Katrina pulled away at something under Kathy’s seat and the blonde felt a draft across her nude bottom. The bottomless chair made Kathy sink deeper into her seat and exposed her bare ass even further.
The young blonde felt embarrassed dinning on lobster while bottomless and sitting in a chair with a hole in the seat. She wondered how much longer the sexy Magician was planning to toy with her.
“To be a proper Magician’s Assistant you have to play the classic –Damsel in Distress-. I see you have no problem with such a role.” The brunette giggled slyly.
As Katrina spoke, an unusual tingle crept between Kathy’s bare thighs and across her nude bottom. The tingle soon turned to an arousing tickle and the blonde suddenly realized that a feather must be poking up through the hole in her seat.
Kathy’s face went flush with embarrassment as she slowly squirmed and shifted in her seat. With her ankles and neck bound to the tickle-chair, there was no way to avoid the feathers torment as it brushed and teased her inner thighs.
“D-does this mean I have the job?” Kathy asked nervously. She spoke slowly and carefully, worried that any waver in her voice would reveal her arousal from the feather tickling her naked pussy.
Knowing full well her guests embarrassing predicament, Katrina grinned and nodded in approval.
“After tomorrow nights show, you’ll be living here with me.” Katrina said seriously. “I already have your suite prepared.”
“I get a suite?” Kathy chirped pleasantly. The sudden shift in her body made the feather poke deeply into her naked loins, sending a new wave of ticklish pleasure through her already over-stimulated body.
“You’ll have to sell your apartment.” Katrina continued. “Don’t worry about any contract you signed. I keep a team of high priced lawyers on speed-dial that can help anyone get away with murder. You’re not planning to commit murder, are you?” The brunette joked.
“N-nope!” Kathy gasped. The slow random teasing of the feather across her naked bottom was driving her crazy. Having no way to escape made the sensation ten times worse. Every shift of her body brought new tickling sensations. Kathy wasn’t sure how long she could last before cracking under the arousal.
“Is something bothering you?” Katrina giggled. Getting up out of her seat, the Magician bent across the table and gave Kathy a heavenly view of her breast.
Kathy’s teeth were clenched in an attempt to silence the flow of giggles welling up inside her.
“Oh no, you’ve spilled some lobster on you.” Katrina scolded as she flicked a long red fingernail across Kathy’s bare shoulder.
The gentle stroking of her finger felt like an electric shock. Too much to bare, Kathy lost control and began to giggle and shake uncontrollably.
“Heheheheheehhhhahahahahhahahaa…s-s-s-stop!” The helpless blonde begged. The tickling from Katrina’s finger competed with the mystery feather between Kathy’s legs. Both sensations drove her mad.
“And look, You’ve spilt some butter on your dress too.” Katrina smiled as she flicked her fingers across the front of Kathy’s skimpy pink dress, her fingertips focusing on her belly with small playful circles.
“OH MY GOD! Hahahahahhahahahahaahahhahaa” Kathy erupted with laughter. Bound to the chair, she rocked back-and-forth. Each twitch and grind made the feather between her legs dance. Every stroke from the devilishly placed plume brought new waves of tickle-pleasure.
“Kootchie koooo.” Katrina teased as her fingers moved around the captive blonde’s body from shoulders to ribs and across her stomach.
“Hahahahahahahaha” Kathy screamed between moans of ecstasy. “Hahahahahahahahahahhaa. P-please stop! Hahahahahahaah”
But Kathy didn’t want the tickling to stop. The more she resisted the more ticklish she felt. The more ticklish she felt, the more pleasure she experienced.
Knowing it would only frustrate and arouse her more, Katrina obeyed Kathy’s request and stopped tickling her. The dinner was over and Katrina freed her new assistant from the tickle-chair, a long stiff green feather poked out from a large hole cut out of the seat.
Katrina escorted Kathy to the front door, still dressed in her ridiculously short dress (and nothing else).
Kathy didn’t realize it yet but tomorrow night’s show would mark the beginning of a new life.
TO BE CONTINUED.
(F/F, tickling, sexual)
By F_magician4F
The doorbell rang shortly after 1:00 and Kathy barely had time to admire the outside of the mansion before Katrina opened the door to greet her.
Kathy was dressed down, wearing a pair of denim shorts and a simple white T-shirt knotted up in the front to reveal her firm belly. Kathy’s deep tanned skin contrasted nicely with her long curly blond hair which cascaded down around her shoulders.
Katrina answered the door dressed in similar casual wear. Wearing a lime green tank top and matching spandex shorts, the older brunette must have been in the middle of and exercise workout before her young friend arrived. Her skin glistened with a thin layer of perspiration which only added to her sexiness.
“Kathy!” The 30 year older woman exclaimed with a wide appreciative smile. “You found the house.”
The 24 year old blonde’s eyes widened, trying not to stare at Katrina’s sexy attire and instead focusing on the house.
“House?” Kathy giggled sweetly. “Oh my god, this is a castle!” Kathy was genuinely impressed with her new friend’s home.
Katrina invited Kathy inside. As the blonde entered, a wicked smile secretly formed across Katrina’s red lips.
Katrina had met Kathy several days ago at an exclusive bar in the city. Normally, Katrina’s stunning beauty and exhibitionist taste in clothes were enough to insure she never left alone. But Kathy was drawn to the brunette for a third reason. Katrina was a female magician with her own Las Vegas-style act, and Kathy was a model dying to perform on stage (any stage).
The inside of Katrina’s home was even more impressive then the outside. Every square foot of the interior was decorated in rich furnishings: silk drapes, plush carpeting, hardwood floors and a collection of vases, figurines and paintings that belonged in a French museum somewhere.
Kathy also noticed the abundance of feathers throughout the house. Plumes of all shapes, sizes and colors were included amongst Katrina’s more tasteful decoration.
“So, you want to be a Magician’s Assistant?” Katrina remarked to her guest who followed the sexy brunette into a vast living room. Katrina made sure to add a sexy sway to her hips, hoping her blonde friend was enjoying the view.
The embarrassing crack in Kathy’s voice confirmed the blonde’s arousal. “Y-yes, Katrina. I’ve always been interested in stage work.”
Katrina spun around dramatically with a wide smile on her face. But Kathy’s eyes were fixed on the Brunette’s bosom. When Katrina first answered the door, Kathy could have sworn the brunette’s tank top covered much more of her chest then it did now. Katrina’s top was suddenly very low cut, threatening to expose her delectable melons if she leaned forward far enough. The young blonde was puzzled but excited.
“Before you can join me on stage I have to see if you’re ready first.” Katrina grinned, well aware of the young blonde’s gaze. Katrina instructed Kathy to follow her toward the kitchen hallway.
The doorway leading through the living room was tall and curved along the top. A thick metal bar ran across the doorway from one wall to the other; it was the kind of fixture someone might use to perform chin-up exercises at home.
“Can you reach up and grab that bar?” Katrina asked innocently.
The blonde obeyed, stretching her arms well above her head to grasp the metal chin-up bar. Any higher, and she would have been forced to stand on her toes.
The blonde wasn’t paying attention and was totally surprised when Katrina locked a pair of metal handcuffs around both of her wrists and then secured them to the bar.
“What are you doing?” Kathy gasped in genuine shock.
Katrina smiled devilishly at the captured beauty. “Have you ever heard of the old handcuff trick?” The brunette giggled.
“You could have warned me.” The blonde squeaked as she nervously tested the metal bonds that held her hands above her head.
“I’m a magician.” Katrina exclaimed with a shrug. “I have fast hands.” To demonstrate, Katrina poked her finger into Kathy’s exposed underarm with such suddenness that Kathy didn’t see her hand move.
Kathy felt the ticklish sensation and squealed in surprise. A red blush formed across her face as she realized what Katrina had done.
Katrina stepped back to admire her work. “I will be in the kitchen making our dinner, I’m preparing lobsters. You have ten minutes to get out of those handcuffs, or I’ll tickle your ribs.”
Kathy couldn’t believe what she’d just heard. “What?” The blonde gasped.
“I said, you have ten minutes to get out of those handcuffs or I’ll TICKLE YOUR RIBS.’ Katrina giggled as she turned to walk away.
Kathy looked down at her attire, suddenly realizing she’d worn a top that exposed her tummy and sides.
“Oh my god!” She squeaked. Looking up, the blonde frantically shook and twisted her wrists. Her mind raced, how was she going to get out of the cuffs? Katrina never explained the trick.
Beads of sweat dripped from Kathy’s forehead as she struggled to get free. Having her arms suspended made the “trick” even more difficult.
“If I don’t get free, Katrina’s going to tickle me.” The blonde thought to herself. She was already anticipating the wriggling of Katrina’s long red nails up and down her vulnerable sides.
Then Kathy thought: Would being tickled by the sexy brunette be so bad? The blonde licked her lips as she struggled. Kathy claimed she hated to be tickled, but secretly desired it. The idea of being tickled while helpless made her inner thighs tingle.
“Are you out yet? It’s been exactly ten minutes.” Katrina informed her captive. The Magician had suddenly appeared in front of Kathy without a sound.
Kathy looked down. Katrina’s red fingernails seemed longer then she’d remembered.
Kathy panicked. “Katrina, you never showed me how to get out of these…EEEEAAAAGGGHHHH!”
The blonde screeched wildly as Katrina began running her fingers up and down Kathy’s vulnerable ribs.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA…OH MY GOD OH MY GOD HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP HAHAHAHAAHAH NOOOO HAHAHAHA”
Kathy shook and screamed with uncontrollable laughter. Kathy’s nerve endings went wild as each wriggle and spider-crawl from Katrina’s fingers came in contact with her sensitive flesh.
“Kitchy coo kitchy coo..kitchy kitchy kitchy…..” Katrina sang pleasantly, oblivious to Kathy’s pleas of mercy.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAAA” Kathy’s squealed and laughed so hard she couldn’t even speak. suspended in place by the chin-up bar, the young blonde could only writhe and shimmy helplessly as she was tickled.
“You’re going to have to do better then this.” Katrina scolded with a mischievous smile.
Suddenly, Katrina switched targets and began attacking poor Kathy’s exposed under arms. The sneak attack sent new waves of ticklish shock through her body, sending her further over the edge.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA..OH GOD OH MY GOD HAHAHAHAHAHAH STOOOP!” The blonde screamed with laughter.
Katrina abruptly stopped. It took Kathy several seconds for her overly sensitive skin to stop tingling and another minute before she was able to catch her breath.
Kathy failed to notice what her host was brandishing a long thin silver wand, similar to what a conductor would use to lead an orchestra.
Katrina tapped the wand across the metal chin-up bar. To Kathy’s surprise, she felt herself stretched upward. Looking up, she noticed the chin-up bar was rising by itself. There were no grooves, slots or mechanical devices yet the metal bar was being raised higher and higher. Looking down Kathy saw she was being forced to stand on her tip-toes, the bottoms of her feet completely off the ground and exposed.
“You have another ten minutes.” Katrina warned. “If you can’t get free after ten minutes, I’m going to tickle your feet.” The magician promised with a wicked smile.
During her tickling, Kathy was unable to form a coherent thought or to even speak clearly. She hadn’t asked Katrina how to get out of the handcuffs and the Magician never gave an explanation. The blonde was in the same predicament she was in before, but now her body was stretched much tighter and she was forced to stand on her toes.
“She’s going to tickle my feet.” Kathy whispered nervously to herself. The thought seemed to excite her more then terrify. Kathy fumbled frantically with her handcuffs.
Katrina had returned to the kitchen and was bent over the stove. When Kathy turned her head to watch the sexy brunette, she couldn’t believe her eyes. Katrina’s spandex shorts had become smaller. You couldn’t really call them shorts any more. They resembled the bottom half of a bathing suite: the tight stretch fabric barely covered the curves of Katrina’s ass while leaving her long legs and thighs naked. Was Kathy going crazy, or was Katrina toying with her somehow? Kathy had to admit, she was enjoying the view.
Kathy felt an odd tingling sensation in her underarms and looked to her sides. Two feathers had mysteriously appeared on either side of her body, the tips gently resting inside each hollow of her arm pit. The feathers seemed to have grown out of the frame of the doorway itself.
“What the hell is going on?” Kathy gasped, well aware that the slightest movement of her body caused the feathers to brush her super-sensitive under arms.
Every move she made, no matter how slight, made the cruelly positioned feathers tickle her vulnerable under arms. Kathy was involuntarily tickling herself.
“hehehehehehehheheheeee”. Kathy giggled helplessly as the slightest move of her body resulted in torment. The more she struggled to free herself, the more the feathers tickled.
“heheheehhahahahahahhaa.” Kathy giggled to herself like a mad woman. “hahahahahahahahaaha.” The tickling was driving her crazy.
Even if Kathy didn’t struggle, she’d get tickled. Balancing on her tip-toes forced the her to constantly shift her body weight, resulting in more tickling by the mysterious quills.
“hehehehehehheeee.” She giggled with her eyes shut tight. “heheheheeheee oh my god…hehehehhee…s-s-s-top..hehehehehehe.”
“Your still not out of those cuffs, Kathy?” Katrina said with a giggle in her voice. Kathy looked down. The brunette was already lounging on the floor bellow Kathy, deciding which vulnerable foot she would punish first.
“No fair!” Kathy protested nervously.
Katrina grasped Kathy’s left leg by the ankle and began running her long red fingernails up and down the bottom of her foot.
“N-n-n-no..heheheheheheheheh.” Kathy struggled. Her attempts to kick away were futile. She was suspended off the floor on her tip-toes and absolutely no leverage.
“Koochie koooo” Katrina sang from bellow. The Magician spider tickled the blonde’s helpless soles with slow torturous circles and caresses.
“Hahahahahahahhaaaa…s-s-s-stop!” Kathy begged. The blonde hung in mid-air, shaking and quivering helplessly.
“Tickly tickly tickly.” Katrina teased as she wormed her fingers in between Kathy’s toes.
“Hahahahahahaa oh my god stoooop! Hahahahahahahhaa.” Kathy cried with laughter. Katrina had begun running her fingers up and down the backs of her bare legs, the shorts she’d worn providing no protection.
And then there were the feathers pointing into her under arms! The terrible plumes teases and caressed her under arms every time she shook from Katrina’s tickling.
Kathy was reduced to a quivering wreck of ticklish flesh. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA….OH GOD! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!”
Katrina was skilled at tickling, knowing exactly where to tickle by listening to her victim’s reactions as her fingers moved from one spot to another. For example: when Katrina wiggled her fingers across the ball of Kathy’s big toe with tiny circles, the blonde would simply giggle but when the Magician began to glide her fingertips up and down the length of her arch…
OH GOD! Hahahahahahhahahaha…Noooooooo! Heheheheheheheee. The Blonde could only beg and laugh hysterically.
Just as suddenly as the tickling began, it stopped. Kathy was panting too heavily to notice Katrina freeing her from the chin up bar until she felt her feet firmly touch the floor. Regaining her senses, Kathy’s body tingled all over from over-stimulation.
“Yes Kathy,” Katrina smiled warmly, “I think you’ll make an excellent Magician’s Assistant.”
“B-but I couldn’t get out of the cuffs, and you never showed me how.” Kathy stammered, standing defensively in case the brunette decided to continue tickling her.
“What would be the fun in letting you get out of your cuffs?” Katrina pouted. “Besides, if you knew how the trick was done then you’d have your own magic show.”
They both laughed and Katrina took a bright yellow cloth from off the dinning room table. Wrapping it tightly around her like a cocoon, the magician announced that dinner was ready and that they should both dress accordingly.
Katrina whipped open the cloth cocoon and stepped out wearing a beautiful dark blue gown. The dress was scandalously sexy. Katrina’s breast were revealed by a plunging neckline that went far bellow her sexy naval and two long slits up the sides of the dress showed off her entire legs from ankle to hip.
“You turn.” Katrina giggled as she wrapped the yellow cocoon around Kathy. Moments later, Kathy was clad in a very short bubblegum-pink mini dress that barely went bellow her hips. Her arms and baby-smooth shoulders were totally bare and the draft across her bottom informed her that Katrina had neglected to give her any panties.
Katrina savored the bright red expression of embarrassment across the blonde’s face, chuckling to herself every time Kathy had to stop to tug-down the hem of her skimpy dress. Katrina made it a point to walk in front of the blonde. Not only did Katrina’s dress plunge deeply in the front, it did so in the back as well! The plunging “V” that revealed her baby-smooth back barely stopped before exposing the tops of her sexy ass-cleavage.
Katrina escorted her guest to the dinning room table and pointed to a high-back chair with soft velvet cushioning. Dinner was already laid out: the lobsters were already cracked and swimming in warm butter and the soup appetizer was steaming hot.
“What, no handcuffs at the dinner table?” Kathy joked, but only half-heartedly. She let out a nervous giggle as she checked her seat for any restraints. All she could detect were two metal rings attached to the front chair legs and a third fixed atop the high-back seat.
“Don’t be silly.” Katrina giggled. “How are you going to eat dinner if your hands are bound?”
The brunette escorted Kathy to her seat. With the same dexterity used to handcuff Kathy to the chin-up bar, Katrina took several thin leather straps and wrapped them to each of the blonde’s ankles before attaching them to the iron rings set in the chair legs. A third leather strap was carefully placed around Kathy’s neck and attached to the iron ring on the high-back seat. Before Kathy new what had happened, Katrina had immobilized her. The blonde’s ankles were bound to the chair legs, forcing her to remain seated and the neck collar prevented her from moving her torso. Her movement was restricted to her arms and head.
“You’re as cute as a button.” Katrina grinned as she tweaked the nose of her blonde captive.
Finally, Katrina pulled away at something under Kathy’s seat and the blonde felt a draft across her nude bottom. The bottomless chair made Kathy sink deeper into her seat and exposed her bare ass even further.
The young blonde felt embarrassed dinning on lobster while bottomless and sitting in a chair with a hole in the seat. She wondered how much longer the sexy Magician was planning to toy with her.
“To be a proper Magician’s Assistant you have to play the classic –Damsel in Distress-. I see you have no problem with such a role.” The brunette giggled slyly.
As Katrina spoke, an unusual tingle crept between Kathy’s bare thighs and across her nude bottom. The tingle soon turned to an arousing tickle and the blonde suddenly realized that a feather must be poking up through the hole in her seat.
Kathy’s face went flush with embarrassment as she slowly squirmed and shifted in her seat. With her ankles and neck bound to the tickle-chair, there was no way to avoid the feathers torment as it brushed and teased her inner thighs.
“D-does this mean I have the job?” Kathy asked nervously. She spoke slowly and carefully, worried that any waver in her voice would reveal her arousal from the feather tickling her naked pussy.
Knowing full well her guests embarrassing predicament, Katrina grinned and nodded in approval.
“After tomorrow nights show, you’ll be living here with me.” Katrina said seriously. “I already have your suite prepared.”
“I get a suite?” Kathy chirped pleasantly. The sudden shift in her body made the feather poke deeply into her naked loins, sending a new wave of ticklish pleasure through her already over-stimulated body.
“You’ll have to sell your apartment.” Katrina continued. “Don’t worry about any contract you signed. I keep a team of high priced lawyers on speed-dial that can help anyone get away with murder. You’re not planning to commit murder, are you?” The brunette joked.
“N-nope!” Kathy gasped. The slow random teasing of the feather across her naked bottom was driving her crazy. Having no way to escape made the sensation ten times worse. Every shift of her body brought new tickling sensations. Kathy wasn’t sure how long she could last before cracking under the arousal.
“Is something bothering you?” Katrina giggled. Getting up out of her seat, the Magician bent across the table and gave Kathy a heavenly view of her breast.
Kathy’s teeth were clenched in an attempt to silence the flow of giggles welling up inside her.
“Oh no, you’ve spilled some lobster on you.” Katrina scolded as she flicked a long red fingernail across Kathy’s bare shoulder.
The gentle stroking of her finger felt like an electric shock. Too much to bare, Kathy lost control and began to giggle and shake uncontrollably.
“Heheheheheehhhhahahahahhahahaa…s-s-s-stop!” The helpless blonde begged. The tickling from Katrina’s finger competed with the mystery feather between Kathy’s legs. Both sensations drove her mad.
“And look, You’ve spilt some butter on your dress too.” Katrina smiled as she flicked her fingers across the front of Kathy’s skimpy pink dress, her fingertips focusing on her belly with small playful circles.
“OH MY GOD! Hahahahahhahahahahaahahhahaa” Kathy erupted with laughter. Bound to the chair, she rocked back-and-forth. Each twitch and grind made the feather between her legs dance. Every stroke from the devilishly placed plume brought new waves of tickle-pleasure.
“Kootchie koooo.” Katrina teased as her fingers moved around the captive blonde’s body from shoulders to ribs and across her stomach.
“Hahahahahahahaha” Kathy screamed between moans of ecstasy. “Hahahahahahahahahahhaa. P-please stop! Hahahahahahaah”
But Kathy didn’t want the tickling to stop. The more she resisted the more ticklish she felt. The more ticklish she felt, the more pleasure she experienced.
Knowing it would only frustrate and arouse her more, Katrina obeyed Kathy’s request and stopped tickling her. The dinner was over and Katrina freed her new assistant from the tickle-chair, a long stiff green feather poked out from a large hole cut out of the seat.
Katrina escorted Kathy to the front door, still dressed in her ridiculously short dress (and nothing else).
Kathy didn’t realize it yet but tomorrow night’s show would mark the beginning of a new life.
TO BE CONTINUED.
