jersey_tickler
2nd Level Red Feather
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Las Vegas, Nevada, 1983
Robin was relentless as she tickle tortured Rachel from the base of her neck to the tips of her pedicured toes. Robin paid extra attention to Rachel’s bellybutton, which she licked and kissed with her tongue and lips. Then her armpits, and in between her toes. Rachel wailed and roared with laughter, and didn’t know how much longer she could last being that she had been tickled for almost an hour. But she was relieved a minute later when Robin finally stopped, and she instantly took in a deep breath of fresh air.
“Well, I’d say you learned your lesson, now said Robin. However I also believe the punishment must fit the crime, so you want coke, you shall have it. I just recently purchased half a key of some real high quality Vegas coke and I want to treat you to a line or two”.
“Does that mean, you’re not mad at me anymore asked Rachel softly.
Robin kissed her passionately on the lips and answered her question. Then she cut up a line of coke with a razor blade and held a straw over the drug and offered it to Rachel, who snorted it all in three seconds. Then Robin walked into the bathroom, while Rachel felt the drug take effect. Then ten seconds later, she felt a burning sensation in the bridge of her nose and felt blood gush out and onto the bed. Then she suddenly felt very sleepy and woozy.
Robin exited the bathroom after taking a long shower, wrapping herself in her silk robe, she walked out to where Rachel laid. The former adult film star had blood and vomit all over herself and the bed, and her eyes were open. Robin lit a cigarette and walked over to to dial the downstairs lobby.
The next day, Cal Star Studios
Hugo Poland sat in his office, relaxing at his desk with his head leaned back. Then his phone rang and he cursed before answering it.
“Mr. Poland, there’s a woman named Robin Steele here to see you came his receptionist’s voice.
“Wait two minutes and then send her in” he replied gruffly, and then hung up.
Then he rolled his chair back, and adjusted his dress pants.
“Okay, hot lips, you gotta leave now, I got business to take care of”.
A short blonde girl got out from under his desk, wiping her mouth on her sleeve as she did so. Then got up angriliy and walked out of his office. Robin came in just as Hugo had contained his hard on.
“Hello, Huey, I come bringing good news and bad news”.
“Okay, what’s the bad news” asked Hugo holding his forehead, fearing a headache was on it’s way.
“The bad news is that Rachel sadly met her demise yesterday by overdosing on cocaine, and being her friend for many years, I know that she was a terrible junkie”. “The good news is that she offered me a partnership before she died, and it’s going to bring forth a new generation of perverts and fetishists”.
She handed Hugo a manila folder with documents and photos inside, and Hugo looked quite impressed for the next four minutes as he looked them over.
“This is truly unbelieveable, what do you need from me, Ms. Steele”?
“I just need you to finance my films, and then you’ll get your money back, with interest as well” explained Robin.
“Well, I really do think tickling is quite kinky myself he smiled, but who are you going to have star in these films”?
“Aspiring adult film stars who get turned down, and possibly a few models. Oh and I have the perfect tickler, who is a cross between a villainous and a dominatrix”.
“Really said a curious Hugo, and who might that be”?
Robin’s lips curled into a smile, as she looked into Hugo’s eyes.
“Her name, is The Black Widow”.
Back to the present time….
Robin walked over to the chair she had tied Juliet to. She looked so much like her mother, and had the same body type as well. Then she cradled Juliet’s head and gave her a big smooch on the lips, causing Juliet to wake up.
“Don’t kiss me she protested, I don’t even find you attractive”.
Robin placed a ball gag over Juliet’s mouth, causing her to shut up. Then she patted her on the head and walked over to grab a cigarette from her pack. Lighting the cigarette with a candle, she took a drag and blew the smoke in Juliet’s face, making the girl cough through her tape.
“Did I ever tell you how your mother died, Juliet” asked Robin, taking another drag and exhaling the smoke from her lips.
Juliet didn’t say anything, and nor she did she like where this was going.
“Your mother was quite the junkie back in the day, just like me, only worse explained Robin. The weekend we went to Las Vegas Nevada, was going to be a big opportunity for us. Having been fired from porn films, we decided to do tickle fetish films. Only your mother stole all my cocaine, and I decided to see to it that the punishment fitted the crime. Have you ever seen the movie Pulp Fiction, Juliet”?
Juliet shook her head no, as she wasn’t much of a movie buff.
“Well, it’s a classic explained Juliet, with John Travolta, Samuel L. Jackson, Uma Thurman, and Bruce Willis. Anyway, during the movie, Uma Thurman does about four or five lines of coke, while she goes out with John Travolta. Then later on, after he drops her off, she finds a bag of white powder in his coat, and snorts it while thinking it’s cocaine. Turns out that it’s actually heroin, well not just heroin, but rather high quality powder called Madman”. Naturally because it’s from a drug dealer’s private stash, it’s quite powerful stuff, and even more so when said junkie has already snorted lines of cokey coke. Now, the stuff I gave your mother wasn’t Madman but speedball, so it has about the same effect. Your mother decided to steal my coke, so I felt that the punishment fit the crime, and I let her have it all for taking her fucking, miserable life away”!
Then Robin started to unravel her sinister laughter, and then her eyes got wide as she lunged down at Juliet and started to attack her chest and sides, causing the girl to laugh along against her will.
“WAAHAHAHAAHEEEEEEHAAAHAAAHAHAHAAHHAAHA YOU’RE INSANE EHEHHHAAAAHAAAAAA” bellowed Juliet.
“That’s where you’re wrong said Robin, I’ve been trying to convince girls like you since the 80s, that the world is insane and I’m just keeping it in balance by making you all laugh like the very lunatics that made me what I am today”.
“That’s bullshit cried Francine from the other room, it’s people like you that make the world a scary place for innocent women like us”.
Robin was amused by this, and gave Juliet’s cheek a pinch before walking back into the room where Francine was held. Looking down, she adored the sight of Francine, who was lying on an X frame table. The table was electronic and could elevate to six feet off the ground. Francine’s bra was off, and all she had left on were her maroon colored panties, which were made of satin. Robin caressed the band of Francine’s underwear and felt the material, which she found pleasing to the touch.
“Interesting choice of undergarments, Franny cooed Robin. I thought sexy nerdy girls like you all wore granny panties. Unless, you’re trying to impress a man, is that it? Do you fancy yourself a big strong stud, hmmm”?
Francine bit her lip, she told Robin she didn’t have a boyfriend. Still she never knew when her next sexcapade was going to be, and she always liked to be prepared. Truth be told, she hoped it was Johnny, because she did secretly have a crush on him but never acted on it.
Johnny….
Francine realized that soon enough, Johnny and Dom would be heading back to pick her up. When they would discover how long she had been inside Robin’s house, they would wonder what was up and go inside. And there was no way, a single inept guard could outfight two repo men. All she had to due was endure more tickling and it would all be over soon. She breathed a sigh of relief but still kept the mask of fear on her agile face.
“Hmmmm, no matter stated Robin, let’s continue on with your gonzo journalism experience, eh Franny”!
Francine bit her lip as she felt Robin take a feather duster and lightly brush it against her ample breasts. It tickled quite a bit, but she held it in. She didn’t want to give Robin any more satisfaction if she could help it. Robin noticed this and thought it was funny to see Francine resist the urge to laugh, which was inevitable in her opinion. To take care of that, Robin used her index finger to tickle Francine’s bellybutton while using the feather duster on the redhead’s already hard nipples. Francine’s face began to turn red, it was too much for her to take. Soon she began to titer every so softly, and her voice began to gag loose a snicker or two. Then when she thought she was going to explode, the tickling stopped. Relieved, Francine breathed normally and her body began to feel less tense and more relaxed. Then she heard Robin’s boots clink against the floor as if she were walking away.
“Robin, where are you going quivered Francine.
The boots stopped clinking, and then Robin spoke up.
“Why Franny, I’m going somewhere I haven’t been in a little while. I’m going to FEET STREET, MUAH HA HA HA HA she exclaimed.
Then Robin attacked both Francine’s soles at the same time with all ten fingernails tickling away at any inch of skin they could prod and poke. Francine roared with laughter, shaking her head from side to side.
“Feet street, feet street, feet street sang Robin. Going down to feet street, crusing around Heel Avenue, getting on the Archway, then stopping for a snack at Toe Boulevard”!
On that note, she took hold of Francine’s big toes and hungrily sucked on them like she was giving a blowjob. Francine just laughed and laughed like a loon from “One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. Robin stopped her shrimping treatment, and then tickled all five of Francine’s toes on the left foot, while her other hand tickled her heel. Then she switched to the other foot and gave it the same treatment.
“Your feetsies are just so much fun, Franny teased Robin, as much as I love tickling feet, I really love tickling big, smelly feet like yours, he he he”!
“TEEHEHEHEEEHEHE MY FEEEHEEEEEEEET AREN’T AHHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAA SMELLEEHHEEHEE protested Francine
“Yes they are insisted Robin, and I am going to have to use my tools to clean them”.
She reached over to her work table and picked up her feather duster and a sonicare toothbrush. Using the feather duster ever so slightly, she brushed all over Francine’s left foot.
“NOOOOHOOHHOH NOT THAAAAHAHAHAAAAAT THING AGAIN, QUIT AAHHAAHAHAHAAHHA DUSTING MY FEET”!
“Oh contraire, Franny, I’m going to clean your feet. I also have another tool that will come in handy, especially between your toes.
On that note, Robin flicked on the sonicare, as the hum noise got the attention of Francine’s ears.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh screamed Francine, when she realized what the device was, NOOOOOOOOOOO”!
And the brush found it’s mark, doing zig zags all over her right foot, making circular motions on her heel and in between each toe. Francine was crying now, tears streaming down from her blindfolded eyes. Robin glared down at her tickle toy and enjoyed every tear that dropped.
Back on the road…..
Francine wasn’t the only one experiencing waterworks. Johnny was still troubled by the slaying of his friend, Dom, and found tears coming to his eyes. But he shook them off and focused on the road and his driving ability. He couldn’t afford to crack right now, he had to go pick up Francine and break the bad news to her.
Robin was relentless as she tickle tortured Rachel from the base of her neck to the tips of her pedicured toes. Robin paid extra attention to Rachel’s bellybutton, which she licked and kissed with her tongue and lips. Then her armpits, and in between her toes. Rachel wailed and roared with laughter, and didn’t know how much longer she could last being that she had been tickled for almost an hour. But she was relieved a minute later when Robin finally stopped, and she instantly took in a deep breath of fresh air.
“Well, I’d say you learned your lesson, now said Robin. However I also believe the punishment must fit the crime, so you want coke, you shall have it. I just recently purchased half a key of some real high quality Vegas coke and I want to treat you to a line or two”.
“Does that mean, you’re not mad at me anymore asked Rachel softly.
Robin kissed her passionately on the lips and answered her question. Then she cut up a line of coke with a razor blade and held a straw over the drug and offered it to Rachel, who snorted it all in three seconds. Then Robin walked into the bathroom, while Rachel felt the drug take effect. Then ten seconds later, she felt a burning sensation in the bridge of her nose and felt blood gush out and onto the bed. Then she suddenly felt very sleepy and woozy.
Robin exited the bathroom after taking a long shower, wrapping herself in her silk robe, she walked out to where Rachel laid. The former adult film star had blood and vomit all over herself and the bed, and her eyes were open. Robin lit a cigarette and walked over to to dial the downstairs lobby.
The next day, Cal Star Studios
Hugo Poland sat in his office, relaxing at his desk with his head leaned back. Then his phone rang and he cursed before answering it.
“Mr. Poland, there’s a woman named Robin Steele here to see you came his receptionist’s voice.
“Wait two minutes and then send her in” he replied gruffly, and then hung up.
Then he rolled his chair back, and adjusted his dress pants.
“Okay, hot lips, you gotta leave now, I got business to take care of”.
A short blonde girl got out from under his desk, wiping her mouth on her sleeve as she did so. Then got up angriliy and walked out of his office. Robin came in just as Hugo had contained his hard on.
“Hello, Huey, I come bringing good news and bad news”.
“Okay, what’s the bad news” asked Hugo holding his forehead, fearing a headache was on it’s way.
“The bad news is that Rachel sadly met her demise yesterday by overdosing on cocaine, and being her friend for many years, I know that she was a terrible junkie”. “The good news is that she offered me a partnership before she died, and it’s going to bring forth a new generation of perverts and fetishists”.
She handed Hugo a manila folder with documents and photos inside, and Hugo looked quite impressed for the next four minutes as he looked them over.
“This is truly unbelieveable, what do you need from me, Ms. Steele”?
“I just need you to finance my films, and then you’ll get your money back, with interest as well” explained Robin.
“Well, I really do think tickling is quite kinky myself he smiled, but who are you going to have star in these films”?
“Aspiring adult film stars who get turned down, and possibly a few models. Oh and I have the perfect tickler, who is a cross between a villainous and a dominatrix”.
“Really said a curious Hugo, and who might that be”?
Robin’s lips curled into a smile, as she looked into Hugo’s eyes.
“Her name, is The Black Widow”.
Back to the present time….
Robin walked over to the chair she had tied Juliet to. She looked so much like her mother, and had the same body type as well. Then she cradled Juliet’s head and gave her a big smooch on the lips, causing Juliet to wake up.
“Don’t kiss me she protested, I don’t even find you attractive”.
Robin placed a ball gag over Juliet’s mouth, causing her to shut up. Then she patted her on the head and walked over to grab a cigarette from her pack. Lighting the cigarette with a candle, she took a drag and blew the smoke in Juliet’s face, making the girl cough through her tape.
“Did I ever tell you how your mother died, Juliet” asked Robin, taking another drag and exhaling the smoke from her lips.
Juliet didn’t say anything, and nor she did she like where this was going.
“Your mother was quite the junkie back in the day, just like me, only worse explained Robin. The weekend we went to Las Vegas Nevada, was going to be a big opportunity for us. Having been fired from porn films, we decided to do tickle fetish films. Only your mother stole all my cocaine, and I decided to see to it that the punishment fitted the crime. Have you ever seen the movie Pulp Fiction, Juliet”?
Juliet shook her head no, as she wasn’t much of a movie buff.
“Well, it’s a classic explained Juliet, with John Travolta, Samuel L. Jackson, Uma Thurman, and Bruce Willis. Anyway, during the movie, Uma Thurman does about four or five lines of coke, while she goes out with John Travolta. Then later on, after he drops her off, she finds a bag of white powder in his coat, and snorts it while thinking it’s cocaine. Turns out that it’s actually heroin, well not just heroin, but rather high quality powder called Madman”. Naturally because it’s from a drug dealer’s private stash, it’s quite powerful stuff, and even more so when said junkie has already snorted lines of cokey coke. Now, the stuff I gave your mother wasn’t Madman but speedball, so it has about the same effect. Your mother decided to steal my coke, so I felt that the punishment fit the crime, and I let her have it all for taking her fucking, miserable life away”!
Then Robin started to unravel her sinister laughter, and then her eyes got wide as she lunged down at Juliet and started to attack her chest and sides, causing the girl to laugh along against her will.
“WAAHAHAHAAHEEEEEEHAAAHAAAHAHAHAAHHAAHA YOU’RE INSANE EHEHHHAAAAHAAAAAA” bellowed Juliet.
“That’s where you’re wrong said Robin, I’ve been trying to convince girls like you since the 80s, that the world is insane and I’m just keeping it in balance by making you all laugh like the very lunatics that made me what I am today”.
“That’s bullshit cried Francine from the other room, it’s people like you that make the world a scary place for innocent women like us”.
Robin was amused by this, and gave Juliet’s cheek a pinch before walking back into the room where Francine was held. Looking down, she adored the sight of Francine, who was lying on an X frame table. The table was electronic and could elevate to six feet off the ground. Francine’s bra was off, and all she had left on were her maroon colored panties, which were made of satin. Robin caressed the band of Francine’s underwear and felt the material, which she found pleasing to the touch.
“Interesting choice of undergarments, Franny cooed Robin. I thought sexy nerdy girls like you all wore granny panties. Unless, you’re trying to impress a man, is that it? Do you fancy yourself a big strong stud, hmmm”?
Francine bit her lip, she told Robin she didn’t have a boyfriend. Still she never knew when her next sexcapade was going to be, and she always liked to be prepared. Truth be told, she hoped it was Johnny, because she did secretly have a crush on him but never acted on it.
Johnny….
Francine realized that soon enough, Johnny and Dom would be heading back to pick her up. When they would discover how long she had been inside Robin’s house, they would wonder what was up and go inside. And there was no way, a single inept guard could outfight two repo men. All she had to due was endure more tickling and it would all be over soon. She breathed a sigh of relief but still kept the mask of fear on her agile face.
“Hmmmm, no matter stated Robin, let’s continue on with your gonzo journalism experience, eh Franny”!
Francine bit her lip as she felt Robin take a feather duster and lightly brush it against her ample breasts. It tickled quite a bit, but she held it in. She didn’t want to give Robin any more satisfaction if she could help it. Robin noticed this and thought it was funny to see Francine resist the urge to laugh, which was inevitable in her opinion. To take care of that, Robin used her index finger to tickle Francine’s bellybutton while using the feather duster on the redhead’s already hard nipples. Francine’s face began to turn red, it was too much for her to take. Soon she began to titer every so softly, and her voice began to gag loose a snicker or two. Then when she thought she was going to explode, the tickling stopped. Relieved, Francine breathed normally and her body began to feel less tense and more relaxed. Then she heard Robin’s boots clink against the floor as if she were walking away.
“Robin, where are you going quivered Francine.
The boots stopped clinking, and then Robin spoke up.
“Why Franny, I’m going somewhere I haven’t been in a little while. I’m going to FEET STREET, MUAH HA HA HA HA she exclaimed.
Then Robin attacked both Francine’s soles at the same time with all ten fingernails tickling away at any inch of skin they could prod and poke. Francine roared with laughter, shaking her head from side to side.
“Feet street, feet street, feet street sang Robin. Going down to feet street, crusing around Heel Avenue, getting on the Archway, then stopping for a snack at Toe Boulevard”!
On that note, she took hold of Francine’s big toes and hungrily sucked on them like she was giving a blowjob. Francine just laughed and laughed like a loon from “One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest. Robin stopped her shrimping treatment, and then tickled all five of Francine’s toes on the left foot, while her other hand tickled her heel. Then she switched to the other foot and gave it the same treatment.
“Your feetsies are just so much fun, Franny teased Robin, as much as I love tickling feet, I really love tickling big, smelly feet like yours, he he he”!
“TEEHEHEHEEEHEHE MY FEEEHEEEEEEEET AREN’T AHHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAAAAA SMELLEEHHEEHEE protested Francine
“Yes they are insisted Robin, and I am going to have to use my tools to clean them”.
She reached over to her work table and picked up her feather duster and a sonicare toothbrush. Using the feather duster ever so slightly, she brushed all over Francine’s left foot.
“NOOOOHOOHHOH NOT THAAAAHAHAHAAAAAT THING AGAIN, QUIT AAHHAAHAHAHAAHHA DUSTING MY FEET”!
“Oh contraire, Franny, I’m going to clean your feet. I also have another tool that will come in handy, especially between your toes.
On that note, Robin flicked on the sonicare, as the hum noise got the attention of Francine’s ears.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh screamed Francine, when she realized what the device was, NOOOOOOOOOOO”!
And the brush found it’s mark, doing zig zags all over her right foot, making circular motions on her heel and in between each toe. Francine was crying now, tears streaming down from her blindfolded eyes. Robin glared down at her tickle toy and enjoyed every tear that dropped.
Back on the road…..
Francine wasn’t the only one experiencing waterworks. Johnny was still troubled by the slaying of his friend, Dom, and found tears coming to his eyes. But he shook them off and focused on the road and his driving ability. He couldn’t afford to crack right now, he had to go pick up Francine and break the bad news to her.
