jersey_tickler
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Written by JT & toe2hoes
The reason the story switches to script format later on, is because we both acted this story out to get it done quicker.
Samantha was exhausted, it had been a long day for the tall redhead. She had met with caterers, set decorators, and musicians for the banquet. So she had spent a couple hours outside the museum, and then proceeded to meet with the museum’s accountant to discuss the budget for the next quarter. By the time she got back to her office, it was six o clock and she had two hours before the museum was closed. Plopping down in her desk chair, she sighed, relieved to be off her feet after all the walking she did today. A quick break would suffice. Samantha took off her pumps and propped her feet up on her desk, crossing them as she did so. The cool air felt wonderful on her warm stocking feet, as she closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.
Charlotte glanced from behind her desk and saw her boss’s feet from a distance, and a gleam came into her eyes. Slowly getting up, she quietly lurked into Samantha’s office. Charlotte almost drooled at the sight before her, as she liked feet. She didn’t have an extreme foot fetish, but she did think that feet were beautiful and fun to play with at times. She wondered if Samantha had fallen asleep, and wondered if Samantha would notice if she massaged her feet. Those light blue stockings made her feet look absolutely stunning. That and the fact that Samantha had size ten feet made them all the more adorable. Very quietly, Charlotte staggered over to Samantha’s desk, her manicured fingers got closer, closer, and closer.
Then Samantha slowly began to open her eyes and Charlotte improvised and reached for a pen from the jar. Samantha saw Charlotte standing at her desk and gave her a puzzled look.
“Charlotte, I didn’t even hear you come in, what is it”?
“I just came to borrow a pen, because mine ran out of ink she explained quickly. I noticed you were dozing and I didn’t want to disturb you, Miss”.
“I’m so bloody exhausted sighed Samantha, I’ve been prancing around London all day and my feet are killing me”.
“So you just popped a squat in your chair, removed your shoes and took a load off” asked Charlotte.
“Exactly answered Samantha, I need a masseur to rub me down”.
“Golly, Miss, you don’t need some bloke with big strong hands, when you have a secretary to massage those dogs of yours, let me help”.
“No thank you said Samantha quickly, I don’t think that would be appropriate office etiquette, and it’s about time for you to go home. Is my speech done yet”?
“Not yet said Charlotte, but it shall be on your desk tomorrow morning, guaranteed”.
“Jolly good complimented Samantha, you’re dismissed to go home anytime now”.
“Smashing, Miss, thanks, I will see you then tomorrow, all right”?
“Indeed, goodnight Charlotte”.
Charlotte gave Samantha a big smile before she turned around and walked over to gather her things. Samantha slid her legs off the desk and put her shoes back on, she would have to go down to the lounge and get something to drink and then check through the archives and inspect them for the day.
Two hours later….
Finally, it was time for Samantha to go home. Boy, she couldn’t wait to eat some junk food and soak in a nice bubble bath and wash the stench of stress from her well kempt body and nice figure. Her thoughts traveled back to Jackson, and how charming and handsome he was. He reminded her of the American actor, Brad Pitt, and wondered if he had great biceps and pecs like he did. Suddenly a song just flew into her head, from her favorite pop star, Samantha Fox.
“Maybe, Naughty Girls Need Love Too”!
She gave a chuckle as it was ironic that she was having naughty thoughts at the moment. Gathering up her handbag, and throwing on her coat, she left her briefcase because she knew that she wouldn’t be doing any work when she got home. Tomorrow, she would come into the office at nine o’clock, she earned a few extra hours of sleep after the afternoon she had. Walking out of the office area, she shuffled down the stairs, past the security booth. Not even bothering to notice that the guard wasn’t seated at his post. Samantha couldn’t walk out of the museum’s main entrance, because it was locked at seven when visiting hours were over. So therefore, she would have to walk through a section of the museum and go out the exit from there. Samantha’s leather pumps clucked against the marble floor as she walked towards the Art Gallery. The exit was just up ahead, and she was almost home free.
Then from out of nowhere, two figures leaped out from the shadows and blocked Samantha’s way. The two were dressed all in black, masks covering their faces, but judging from their long hair in ponytails, Samantha knew they were female.
“What the bloody hell are you two doing in here, don’t you know that we’re closed”.
“We’re not here to visit, but here on business said one of them.
“And what sort of business might that be” demanded Samantha.
“We’ve come for the Dragon Scepter, and want to know where you’re hiding it”.
Samantha was nervous now, Jackson was right. Oh how could she be so daft to not take him up on his offer.
“Look, come back tomorrow, and we’ll discuss this matter when I’m in a better mood”.
Samantha tried to walk through them but the two ninjas formed a blockade to prevent her from going any further. This angered Samantha, all she wanted was to go home.
“If you don’t get out of my way, I’ll scream and security will come and arrest you both for trespassing past visiting hours”. And why hadn’t the guard been able to see them on the security monitors, was he too busy watching the telly.
“I don’t think so, said the other ninja, we took him out as well as the security cameras. So, you’re on your own, dearie”.
Samantha was quite nervous now and she began to back up. The ninjas began to circle the tall redhead like a couple of tigers would their prey.
“My name is Yoko said one ninja, and this is Ping”. We know who you are, Miss Hume, now tell us where the scepter is, now”.
“Why don’t you make me dared Samantha, you wenches have a lot of nerve for threatening me like this”.
Ping leaped onto Samantha’s back, while Yoko dove at Samantha’s legs. The two tried to take the taller woman down. But at six foot, and weighing a hundred and thirty pounds, Samantha was a force to be reckoned with. She threw her head back and hit Ping in the forehead. The Asian winced in pain and let go of Samantha. Then Samantha used both hands to grab Yoko by her hair and throw her against a garbage bin. Ping got to her feet and tried to fight Samantha, but the redhead seized her by the middle and threw her into the other garbage bin, rear first. Yoko got back up and charged at Samantha again, seizing the Amazon by her coat. Samantha quickly slipped out of her coat and threw it over the Yoko, and kicked her away with her foot. As Yoko staggered backwards, she tripped over Ping who was free of the garbage bin. But Samantha didn’t waste anymore time with them, she raced over to the security office and tried to open the door, but it was locked. She looked through the window, and saw that the guard was tied up and unconscious, he would be no help. Samantha dug into her purse to use her cell phone, but she had no service. Shit, her only hope of escape would be the lower level, there was an exit in there that led out into the parking garage. Giving a small jog, she raced to the elevator and hit the 2nd floor button.
“Slow fucking elevator muttered Samantha with clenched teeth, come on”!
When the elevator doors opened, Samantha walked down the hallway towards a large room called Medieval Times. This certain area contained torture and bondage devices from the Medieval Times, the kind of devices one would find in a dungeon. This wasn’t an exhibit that Samantha saw quite often. In fact it kind of gave her the creeps, being that she wasn’t a big fan of bondage, and refused to have a shag with her last boyfriend when he wanted to tie her to the bed. Freedom was mere seconds away, as she saw the Exit sign a few feet away. She walked quickly, but then out of nowhere two tiny figures each grabbed an arm and tripped her to the floor.
Samantha saw the two petite ninjas towering over her, and they gave a giggle as they gazed down at the stunned redhead. That really made the redhead red with fury, and she pushed both her long legs forward, kicking each girl in the stomach. Then Samantha sprang to her feet like an expert gymnast, while the ninjas held their sore stomachs. Then she grabbed both ninjas by the hair and clunked their heads together. Ping and Yoko both saw stars, as Samantha was now in control. She scooped up Yoko underneath her arms and threw her to the floor. Then she swept one leg at the back of Ping’s ankles, and the tiny ninja fell flat on her back.
“Is that all you got, sodding ninja wannabes scoffed Samantha. “Don’t worry though, I’m sure the police will be impressed with your breaking and entering skills after I contact them. She grabbed her purse, stepped over the two ninjas and opened the Exit door.
But as soon as she opened the door, a large net came down on her. Samantha screamed and tried to get it off, but then she caught her foot in one of the net holes and lost her balance. Falling to the floor, she felt like a wriggling fish trying to get back into the water. She struggled and tried to free herself, but it was no use, as the net was quite tight. Then she heard the sound of clicking on the hard marble floor. Looking straight ahead, she saw a pair of high heeled shoes. She raised her head to see who the owner of the shoes were. And to her horror, it was none other than her secretary, Charlotte Mader.
“You seem, surprised, Hume”.
“Charlotte, what is the meaning of this, why am I in a bloody net”?
“Well, it was a measure of last resort, in case ying and yang over here failed to subdue you. Guess they failed after all. Ugh, you tiny girls call yourselves, ninjas, what bollocks!
No matter, take her over to the stocks, it’s time we had a little chat with Miss Hume”.
Ping and Yoko slowly staggered to their feet, even though they were still bruised and sore. But they seized the top of the net and twisted it into a rope. Then the ninjas dragged Samantha over to a pair of wooden stocks. The three women then picked up Samantha and carried her over into the stocks, as the tall redhead kicked and screamed.
Samantha: NO, what are you doing, don't put me in that silly contraption!!
Charlotte held Samantha’s wrists as the ninjas seated Samantha into the chair that was part of the wooden stocks, and then locked her ankles into the wooden holes in the stocks.
Charlotte: Oh, I’ve waited a long time for this, Hume. I’ve longed for the day when I could have you in my power, and so utterly helpless. The day when I could turn the tables on you”.
Samantha: Why Charlotte, why?
Charlotte: Why ? Because, I hate you, in fact I always have. All you’ve ever done is talk down to me in a curt, dismissive tone. You think you’re so bloody clever, so darn sexy, and so frigging tough. The perfect body, the perfect clothes, the perfect job, you don't deserve it”.
Samantha: How could you align yourself with rogues like this, are you BLOODY MAD!
Charlotte: Mad, oh no, dear. I’m bloody brilliant, because they are wealthy rogues, and are paying me two hundred thousand pounds which is more than I could make in ten years working for the likes of you. All I had to do was give them inside information of how to infiltrate the museum’s security and help them get inside without being noticed.
The money's actually a bonus. Truth is, I'd have paid them, just to have you right where I want you.
Ping: Alright, Miss Hume, tell us where the scepter is!
Samantha: Go to hell, the lot of you!
Yoko takes out a long stiff feather, making Samantha's eyes go wide.
Yoko: Tell us, Miss Hume, or you shall face the feather!
But then Samantha’s eyes returned to their normal size and she glared at the three women.
Samantha: Never, you can't make me!
Ping: Oh, I think we can, Miss Hume
Samantha: I'm warning you three, if you don't let me go, I shall report the lot of you to Scotland Yard. How could you do this to me, Charlotte, after everything I’ve done for you”?
Charlotte: "You fool, don't make me laugh! The way you look down your nose at me, flashing your legs and shaking your tits, I bet you think your shit doesn’t smell.
Samantha: You watch your tongue, madam. When I get out of here, I’m going to kick your ass worse than I did your ninjas for hire.
Charlotte: I’d like to see you, try. I mean, just look at the big boss lady, out-smarted by her humble assistant, ha ha ha!
Then she turned to the ninjas, and gave them a small nod.
Charlotte: Off with her jacket, then grab her arms and hold them still.
The ninjas remove Samantha’s navy blazer,, much to Samantha’s dismay. Ping and Yoko each grabbed one of Samantha’s arms and raise them up, holding them in tight iron grips.
Samantha was cut off as she felt Charlotte dig her fingers into her sides, slowly tickling her. Samantha gave a slight giggle, but then firmly shut her mouth.
Charlotte: "Oh my, she's ticklish....she's ticklish"
Samantha: Bollocks, I’m not ticklish, you just caught me off guard. You cheeky minx, this is your plan, to tickle torture me. You’re wasting your sodding time.
Charlotte: We’ll see about that, Miss Hume.
Charlotte keeps tickling her sides for a bit, with little reaction from Samantha. Then moves up into her covered armpits. Samantha tries desperately to bring her arms down, but the ninjas hold her arms so tight that it’s impossible.
Charlotte: Come on, Hume, laugh for me.
Samantha: I’ll never give you the satisfaction, bitch. You can’t break me.
Charlotte: Oh, Hume, you misjudge me. I don’t want to break you, I want to make you suffer until you barely have a single breath in your Amazon body.
Charlotte digs her fingers deep into Samantha’s armpits, as the redhead bites her lip and tries her best to hold it in. A few tee hee hees escape her lips, but they are quite low. So Charlotte ups her game and tickles her sides, then her armpits, then her sides again. She rotates this charade again and again, until finally Samantha can’t hold it any longer and opens her mouth to let the laughter out.
Samantha: Heeeeheeeeeheeeheeeeheee OH NOOOOOOO!
Charlotte: Ha, all too easy. Who would have thought the mighty Samantha Hume would be so damn ticklish, Yes, that's it, come on, wriggle for me.
Samantha laughs more as Charlotte tickles her neck and ears. She stops tickling, then she starts again. Samantha gives a loud yelp when the tickle starts again. Then Charlotte starts to tickle again, stopping, and then continues.
Ping: What a ticklish girl she is!
Yoko: Hehe, oh yes, and there’s nothing she can do to stop it.
Samantha finally gets a break five minutes later after a combination of rib, armpit, and neck tickling. The ninjas let go of her arms, letting them fall to the side. While they let the gasping redhead catch her breath, the ninjas want to know when they can have a turn.
Ping: You’ve had enough fun for now, take a break.
Yoko: Yes, let us torture her for a bit.
Charlotte: Be patient, you'll have your turn soon enough, but i've waited to long for this and I’m not quite ready for a break just yet.
The three women look at Samantha, who has her eyes closed, and is breathing in and out very slowly. As the tall redhead regains her regular breathing pattern, she hears the three of them whispering and giggling in a huddle. Something told Samantha that it couldn’t be good.
Her eyes opened when she felt Charlotte take a seat on her lap, so that her legs are on each side of the stock device. Charlotte starts to untuck her blouse, while the ninjas bind Samantha's wrists together
Samantha: Wha, wha, what are you doing?
Charlotte: "Let's just see what we've got under here, shall we?
Charlotte then starts to unbutton Samantha's blouse, slowly popping each button, revealing more of Samantha's soft pale skin as she does so.
Samantha: No, leave my blouse alone. I mean it, Charlotte, you wench!
Charlotte: "Wench, there you go again, talking down to me. Oh, you'll be so sorry for that.
The last button gets undone, and the front of Samantha's shirt is open, revealing her flat stomach, her big boobs snug in her cream colored bra, and her huge cleavage.
Charlotte Wow, you could turn a straight girl into a dyke with those jugglies.
Charlotte starts to run her hands along Samantha’s exposed belly, caressing it gently.
Charlotte: Blimey, you have such nice skin, it’s so soft. Mmmmm, and so pleasing to the touch as well.
Samantha: No, don't touch me
Charlotte: Awwww, I just love this little belly button, choochy coochy koo, ha ha ha "
Samantha roared with laughter as Charlotte found her bellybutton and started to swirl her fingers around it. The ninjas watched on with amusement, watching the redhead crack up again. Samantha felt so vulnerable as her exposed skin was being prodded and poked with sharp red fingernails. The favorite area on Samantha's upper body to Charlotte was her stomach. Charlotte especially loved Samantha's little innie bellybutton, it was too cute. Charlotte used five fingers to tickle all over Samantha's bare belly.
Charlotte:"Got you boss lady, feel this, oohhhh that ticklish are we?
Samantha: EEEEHEEEEEEEAAAHAHAAAAA NOOOOOOOO!
Charlotte:"Ooh tickie tickie tickie, come on scream boss lady"
Next, Charlotte tickled her bare ribs and sides, her nails digging into them roughly.
Then after she grew tired of the sides and belly, Charlotte instructed the ninjas to lower Samantha's chair, so that she was laid back a bit. Then she ordered them to raise Samantha's arms so that they were over her head and hooked them to a latch on the back of the chair. Now Samantha couldn't put her arms back down, and the ninjas didn't have to hold onto them anymore. Samantha thrusted in her bonds, and tried to get free.
Samantha: Get me out of here, you sodding bitches!
Charlotte started started to tickle the redhead once again, only harder. Samantha giggled once more as she was forced back into hysterics. Charlotte was now tickling her ribs, going up and down like an elevator. Then she tickled Samantha's hollow shaven armpits, making circles with her fingers. Samantha had tears in her eyes now, as her laughing increased, and even her face was turning a wee bit red
Samantha: HAAHHHAAAAA STAAAAHAAAAAAAP TICKLING MEEEEHEEEEHEEEEEE!
Charlotte:"Ha ha, feel this, tickie tickie tickie, now i'll have these arm pits, tickie tickie tickie"
(she tickles the underarms again, and switches back and forth between them and the armpits.)
Samantha: PLEEEEEHEEEEAAAAASE CHARLOTTE NOHOHOHOOOOH!
After awhile, the tickling stopped, and Samantha felt somewhat relieved. Laying her head back, she closed her eyes and concentrated on regaining her breath.
Charlotte looked over to see the ninjas admiring Samantha's expensive pumps, and thought it was pathetic that they matched her suit perfectly. Then she got off of Samantha’s lap and walked over to her bound feet. Kneeling down with her head in between Samantha’s feet, she grinned evilly at Samantha.
Charlotte:"Now, here comes the best bit, hee hee"
Samantha: No, don't you dare!
Samantha looked on in horror as she felt Charlotte remove her left pump. The shoe hit the floor with a thud, and then it's partner landed right next to it. Samantha curled her toes in her stockings defensively. Her feet were the worst part on her body, they were so ticklish.
Charlotte remembers that Samantha turned her down earlier for a foot massage, so she decides that now is her chance to touch her boss's feet.
Charlotte:"And what have we got here. I think it’s time I give you that foot massage that you turned down earlier, eh?
Samantha: Don't touch my feet, leave my feet alone!
Charlotte:"You have no idea how long i've waited for this.
Samantha has wide size ten feet, with high arches. Charlotte can't believe how big they are and decides to tease Samantha about her big feet.
Charlotte: Good lord, big feet for a big boss lady. Just look at the size of these submarines, ha
Samantha: Shut up, don’t mock my feet.
Samantha was embarassed about her big feet, but she was so tall that if her feet were smaller, she wouldn't be able to walk properly. She felt Charlotte take one foot in her hands and slowly start to massage it with both hands
Charlotte:"Oh, this is just heaven, does that feel good, dear?
Samantha wanted to say yes, but she didn’t want to give Charlotte the upper hand. Then after a minute or two of massage therapy, Charlotte dragged a finger up and down Samantha's stocking sole and Samantha bit her lip again, trying to hold in the laughter. Charlotte is amused by this, and uses two fingers to tickle Samantha's sole. After a minute, Samantha's face is red again, and Charlotte uses five fingers to tickle her foot and then Samantha loses it.
Samantha: HAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA NOT MY FEEEEHEEEEEEEET!
Charlotte:"Ooo not so tough now are we, tickie tickie tickie. What say you, boss lady , losing control"
Samantha: PLEEEEHEEEEEEEEAAAASE MY FEET ARE SOOOHOOOHOOH TICKLISH!
Charlotte then holds Samantha's foot close to her face and gives it a small sniff
Charlotte: Gawwwd, stink foot, she's got a case of the stink foot girls, ha ha ha"
The ninjas joined in with laughter, as Samantha grew more angry at her feet being teased.
Samantha: No, stop, how dare you insult my feet!
Charlotte continues to tickle Samantha's foot, tickling the arch, the heel and even her stocking toes. Then she tickles both feet with five fingers on each foot. Samantha shakes her head from side to side and blabs like a laughing loon.
Charlotte: "Oh, don’t worry, I’ll see to these smelly stocking feet of yours, and make sure they get a thorough tickling. Tickie tickie tickie, that's it, scream....tickie tickie tickie, tickie tickie tickie, oh yes!"
Samantha: NAAAHAHAAAAAAAHEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEEEAAAAHAAAAAAA!
Then the ninjas want a turn, and they tell Charlotte that they love feet, especially British female feet. This amuses Charlotte and she then walks over to Samantha's upper body and folds her arms
Charlotte: So, my dear boss lady, are you ready to tell us about the scepter, or would you like more tickling?
Samantha: No, please, no more tickling. I beg of you, please!
Charlotte: Then tell me where the scepter is!
Samantha paused for a moment, thinking that this could all be over if she just gave them what they wanted. But she knew how wicked and conniving Charlotte was, and that she would just tickle her more anyway.
Samantha: Absolutely not, I won’t.
Charlotte: Good, I’m glad you’re not ready to loosen your tongue yet. Especially, since you’re still over-dressed, I’ll fix that.
Charlotte gave a clap and the ninjas sprang at attention.
Charlotte: Get rid of that itchy blouse, let’s give Miss Hume a little more comfort. If you do that, you can tickle her feet.
Samantha: NO, get away you bitches!
Ping and Yoko nodded and seized the hems and collar on Samantha’s blouse and pulled as hard as they could. The blouse came off with a loud rip, and was torn apart like tissue paper.
Samantha: Ahhhhhhhhhh, no, you ruined my blouse. That cost me eighty five pounds!
Charlotte: Like I care, Red. I don’t care if this whole suit costs you a year’s salary, because you won’t be wearing it when you leave, he he.
Samantha’s eyes widened at that, would they really tear the rest of her clothes up and leave her completely starkers. The thought of that happening sent shivers down her spine.
Charlotte stands up and lowers the chair back, so that it goes down into laying position. Samantha gave a shriek as she found herself laying on her back with her arms still above her head. She looked up at Charlotte and began to quietly whimper as the woman took a seat in between Samantha’s legs and kicked off her own pumps so she could relax while doing this.
“Now let's play with these soft toned arms shall we ? Tickie tickie tickie"
To be continued….
The reason the story switches to script format later on, is because we both acted this story out to get it done quicker.
Samantha was exhausted, it had been a long day for the tall redhead. She had met with caterers, set decorators, and musicians for the banquet. So she had spent a couple hours outside the museum, and then proceeded to meet with the museum’s accountant to discuss the budget for the next quarter. By the time she got back to her office, it was six o clock and she had two hours before the museum was closed. Plopping down in her desk chair, she sighed, relieved to be off her feet after all the walking she did today. A quick break would suffice. Samantha took off her pumps and propped her feet up on her desk, crossing them as she did so. The cool air felt wonderful on her warm stocking feet, as she closed her eyes and leaned back in her chair.
Charlotte glanced from behind her desk and saw her boss’s feet from a distance, and a gleam came into her eyes. Slowly getting up, she quietly lurked into Samantha’s office. Charlotte almost drooled at the sight before her, as she liked feet. She didn’t have an extreme foot fetish, but she did think that feet were beautiful and fun to play with at times. She wondered if Samantha had fallen asleep, and wondered if Samantha would notice if she massaged her feet. Those light blue stockings made her feet look absolutely stunning. That and the fact that Samantha had size ten feet made them all the more adorable. Very quietly, Charlotte staggered over to Samantha’s desk, her manicured fingers got closer, closer, and closer.
Then Samantha slowly began to open her eyes and Charlotte improvised and reached for a pen from the jar. Samantha saw Charlotte standing at her desk and gave her a puzzled look.
“Charlotte, I didn’t even hear you come in, what is it”?
“I just came to borrow a pen, because mine ran out of ink she explained quickly. I noticed you were dozing and I didn’t want to disturb you, Miss”.
“I’m so bloody exhausted sighed Samantha, I’ve been prancing around London all day and my feet are killing me”.
“So you just popped a squat in your chair, removed your shoes and took a load off” asked Charlotte.
“Exactly answered Samantha, I need a masseur to rub me down”.
“Golly, Miss, you don’t need some bloke with big strong hands, when you have a secretary to massage those dogs of yours, let me help”.
“No thank you said Samantha quickly, I don’t think that would be appropriate office etiquette, and it’s about time for you to go home. Is my speech done yet”?
“Not yet said Charlotte, but it shall be on your desk tomorrow morning, guaranteed”.
“Jolly good complimented Samantha, you’re dismissed to go home anytime now”.
“Smashing, Miss, thanks, I will see you then tomorrow, all right”?
“Indeed, goodnight Charlotte”.
Charlotte gave Samantha a big smile before she turned around and walked over to gather her things. Samantha slid her legs off the desk and put her shoes back on, she would have to go down to the lounge and get something to drink and then check through the archives and inspect them for the day.
Two hours later….
Finally, it was time for Samantha to go home. Boy, she couldn’t wait to eat some junk food and soak in a nice bubble bath and wash the stench of stress from her well kempt body and nice figure. Her thoughts traveled back to Jackson, and how charming and handsome he was. He reminded her of the American actor, Brad Pitt, and wondered if he had great biceps and pecs like he did. Suddenly a song just flew into her head, from her favorite pop star, Samantha Fox.
“Maybe, Naughty Girls Need Love Too”!
She gave a chuckle as it was ironic that she was having naughty thoughts at the moment. Gathering up her handbag, and throwing on her coat, she left her briefcase because she knew that she wouldn’t be doing any work when she got home. Tomorrow, she would come into the office at nine o’clock, she earned a few extra hours of sleep after the afternoon she had. Walking out of the office area, she shuffled down the stairs, past the security booth. Not even bothering to notice that the guard wasn’t seated at his post. Samantha couldn’t walk out of the museum’s main entrance, because it was locked at seven when visiting hours were over. So therefore, she would have to walk through a section of the museum and go out the exit from there. Samantha’s leather pumps clucked against the marble floor as she walked towards the Art Gallery. The exit was just up ahead, and she was almost home free.
Then from out of nowhere, two figures leaped out from the shadows and blocked Samantha’s way. The two were dressed all in black, masks covering their faces, but judging from their long hair in ponytails, Samantha knew they were female.
“What the bloody hell are you two doing in here, don’t you know that we’re closed”.
“We’re not here to visit, but here on business said one of them.
“And what sort of business might that be” demanded Samantha.
“We’ve come for the Dragon Scepter, and want to know where you’re hiding it”.
Samantha was nervous now, Jackson was right. Oh how could she be so daft to not take him up on his offer.
“Look, come back tomorrow, and we’ll discuss this matter when I’m in a better mood”.
Samantha tried to walk through them but the two ninjas formed a blockade to prevent her from going any further. This angered Samantha, all she wanted was to go home.
“If you don’t get out of my way, I’ll scream and security will come and arrest you both for trespassing past visiting hours”. And why hadn’t the guard been able to see them on the security monitors, was he too busy watching the telly.
“I don’t think so, said the other ninja, we took him out as well as the security cameras. So, you’re on your own, dearie”.
Samantha was quite nervous now and she began to back up. The ninjas began to circle the tall redhead like a couple of tigers would their prey.
“My name is Yoko said one ninja, and this is Ping”. We know who you are, Miss Hume, now tell us where the scepter is, now”.
“Why don’t you make me dared Samantha, you wenches have a lot of nerve for threatening me like this”.
Ping leaped onto Samantha’s back, while Yoko dove at Samantha’s legs. The two tried to take the taller woman down. But at six foot, and weighing a hundred and thirty pounds, Samantha was a force to be reckoned with. She threw her head back and hit Ping in the forehead. The Asian winced in pain and let go of Samantha. Then Samantha used both hands to grab Yoko by her hair and throw her against a garbage bin. Ping got to her feet and tried to fight Samantha, but the redhead seized her by the middle and threw her into the other garbage bin, rear first. Yoko got back up and charged at Samantha again, seizing the Amazon by her coat. Samantha quickly slipped out of her coat and threw it over the Yoko, and kicked her away with her foot. As Yoko staggered backwards, she tripped over Ping who was free of the garbage bin. But Samantha didn’t waste anymore time with them, she raced over to the security office and tried to open the door, but it was locked. She looked through the window, and saw that the guard was tied up and unconscious, he would be no help. Samantha dug into her purse to use her cell phone, but she had no service. Shit, her only hope of escape would be the lower level, there was an exit in there that led out into the parking garage. Giving a small jog, she raced to the elevator and hit the 2nd floor button.
“Slow fucking elevator muttered Samantha with clenched teeth, come on”!
When the elevator doors opened, Samantha walked down the hallway towards a large room called Medieval Times. This certain area contained torture and bondage devices from the Medieval Times, the kind of devices one would find in a dungeon. This wasn’t an exhibit that Samantha saw quite often. In fact it kind of gave her the creeps, being that she wasn’t a big fan of bondage, and refused to have a shag with her last boyfriend when he wanted to tie her to the bed. Freedom was mere seconds away, as she saw the Exit sign a few feet away. She walked quickly, but then out of nowhere two tiny figures each grabbed an arm and tripped her to the floor.
Samantha saw the two petite ninjas towering over her, and they gave a giggle as they gazed down at the stunned redhead. That really made the redhead red with fury, and she pushed both her long legs forward, kicking each girl in the stomach. Then Samantha sprang to her feet like an expert gymnast, while the ninjas held their sore stomachs. Then she grabbed both ninjas by the hair and clunked their heads together. Ping and Yoko both saw stars, as Samantha was now in control. She scooped up Yoko underneath her arms and threw her to the floor. Then she swept one leg at the back of Ping’s ankles, and the tiny ninja fell flat on her back.
“Is that all you got, sodding ninja wannabes scoffed Samantha. “Don’t worry though, I’m sure the police will be impressed with your breaking and entering skills after I contact them. She grabbed her purse, stepped over the two ninjas and opened the Exit door.
But as soon as she opened the door, a large net came down on her. Samantha screamed and tried to get it off, but then she caught her foot in one of the net holes and lost her balance. Falling to the floor, she felt like a wriggling fish trying to get back into the water. She struggled and tried to free herself, but it was no use, as the net was quite tight. Then she heard the sound of clicking on the hard marble floor. Looking straight ahead, she saw a pair of high heeled shoes. She raised her head to see who the owner of the shoes were. And to her horror, it was none other than her secretary, Charlotte Mader.
“You seem, surprised, Hume”.
“Charlotte, what is the meaning of this, why am I in a bloody net”?
“Well, it was a measure of last resort, in case ying and yang over here failed to subdue you. Guess they failed after all. Ugh, you tiny girls call yourselves, ninjas, what bollocks!
No matter, take her over to the stocks, it’s time we had a little chat with Miss Hume”.
Ping and Yoko slowly staggered to their feet, even though they were still bruised and sore. But they seized the top of the net and twisted it into a rope. Then the ninjas dragged Samantha over to a pair of wooden stocks. The three women then picked up Samantha and carried her over into the stocks, as the tall redhead kicked and screamed.
Samantha: NO, what are you doing, don't put me in that silly contraption!!
Charlotte held Samantha’s wrists as the ninjas seated Samantha into the chair that was part of the wooden stocks, and then locked her ankles into the wooden holes in the stocks.
Charlotte: Oh, I’ve waited a long time for this, Hume. I’ve longed for the day when I could have you in my power, and so utterly helpless. The day when I could turn the tables on you”.
Samantha: Why Charlotte, why?
Charlotte: Why ? Because, I hate you, in fact I always have. All you’ve ever done is talk down to me in a curt, dismissive tone. You think you’re so bloody clever, so darn sexy, and so frigging tough. The perfect body, the perfect clothes, the perfect job, you don't deserve it”.
Samantha: How could you align yourself with rogues like this, are you BLOODY MAD!
Charlotte: Mad, oh no, dear. I’m bloody brilliant, because they are wealthy rogues, and are paying me two hundred thousand pounds which is more than I could make in ten years working for the likes of you. All I had to do was give them inside information of how to infiltrate the museum’s security and help them get inside without being noticed.
The money's actually a bonus. Truth is, I'd have paid them, just to have you right where I want you.
Ping: Alright, Miss Hume, tell us where the scepter is!
Samantha: Go to hell, the lot of you!
Yoko takes out a long stiff feather, making Samantha's eyes go wide.
Yoko: Tell us, Miss Hume, or you shall face the feather!
But then Samantha’s eyes returned to their normal size and she glared at the three women.
Samantha: Never, you can't make me!
Ping: Oh, I think we can, Miss Hume
Samantha: I'm warning you three, if you don't let me go, I shall report the lot of you to Scotland Yard. How could you do this to me, Charlotte, after everything I’ve done for you”?
Charlotte: "You fool, don't make me laugh! The way you look down your nose at me, flashing your legs and shaking your tits, I bet you think your shit doesn’t smell.
Samantha: You watch your tongue, madam. When I get out of here, I’m going to kick your ass worse than I did your ninjas for hire.
Charlotte: I’d like to see you, try. I mean, just look at the big boss lady, out-smarted by her humble assistant, ha ha ha!
Then she turned to the ninjas, and gave them a small nod.
Charlotte: Off with her jacket, then grab her arms and hold them still.
The ninjas remove Samantha’s navy blazer,, much to Samantha’s dismay. Ping and Yoko each grabbed one of Samantha’s arms and raise them up, holding them in tight iron grips.
Samantha was cut off as she felt Charlotte dig her fingers into her sides, slowly tickling her. Samantha gave a slight giggle, but then firmly shut her mouth.
Charlotte: "Oh my, she's ticklish....she's ticklish"
Samantha: Bollocks, I’m not ticklish, you just caught me off guard. You cheeky minx, this is your plan, to tickle torture me. You’re wasting your sodding time.
Charlotte: We’ll see about that, Miss Hume.
Charlotte keeps tickling her sides for a bit, with little reaction from Samantha. Then moves up into her covered armpits. Samantha tries desperately to bring her arms down, but the ninjas hold her arms so tight that it’s impossible.
Charlotte: Come on, Hume, laugh for me.
Samantha: I’ll never give you the satisfaction, bitch. You can’t break me.
Charlotte: Oh, Hume, you misjudge me. I don’t want to break you, I want to make you suffer until you barely have a single breath in your Amazon body.
Charlotte digs her fingers deep into Samantha’s armpits, as the redhead bites her lip and tries her best to hold it in. A few tee hee hees escape her lips, but they are quite low. So Charlotte ups her game and tickles her sides, then her armpits, then her sides again. She rotates this charade again and again, until finally Samantha can’t hold it any longer and opens her mouth to let the laughter out.
Samantha: Heeeeheeeeeheeeheeeeheee OH NOOOOOOO!
Charlotte: Ha, all too easy. Who would have thought the mighty Samantha Hume would be so damn ticklish, Yes, that's it, come on, wriggle for me.
Samantha laughs more as Charlotte tickles her neck and ears. She stops tickling, then she starts again. Samantha gives a loud yelp when the tickle starts again. Then Charlotte starts to tickle again, stopping, and then continues.
Ping: What a ticklish girl she is!
Yoko: Hehe, oh yes, and there’s nothing she can do to stop it.
Samantha finally gets a break five minutes later after a combination of rib, armpit, and neck tickling. The ninjas let go of her arms, letting them fall to the side. While they let the gasping redhead catch her breath, the ninjas want to know when they can have a turn.
Ping: You’ve had enough fun for now, take a break.
Yoko: Yes, let us torture her for a bit.
Charlotte: Be patient, you'll have your turn soon enough, but i've waited to long for this and I’m not quite ready for a break just yet.
The three women look at Samantha, who has her eyes closed, and is breathing in and out very slowly. As the tall redhead regains her regular breathing pattern, she hears the three of them whispering and giggling in a huddle. Something told Samantha that it couldn’t be good.
Her eyes opened when she felt Charlotte take a seat on her lap, so that her legs are on each side of the stock device. Charlotte starts to untuck her blouse, while the ninjas bind Samantha's wrists together
Samantha: Wha, wha, what are you doing?
Charlotte: "Let's just see what we've got under here, shall we?
Charlotte then starts to unbutton Samantha's blouse, slowly popping each button, revealing more of Samantha's soft pale skin as she does so.
Samantha: No, leave my blouse alone. I mean it, Charlotte, you wench!
Charlotte: "Wench, there you go again, talking down to me. Oh, you'll be so sorry for that.
The last button gets undone, and the front of Samantha's shirt is open, revealing her flat stomach, her big boobs snug in her cream colored bra, and her huge cleavage.
Charlotte Wow, you could turn a straight girl into a dyke with those jugglies.
Charlotte starts to run her hands along Samantha’s exposed belly, caressing it gently.
Charlotte: Blimey, you have such nice skin, it’s so soft. Mmmmm, and so pleasing to the touch as well.
Samantha: No, don't touch me
Charlotte: Awwww, I just love this little belly button, choochy coochy koo, ha ha ha "
Samantha roared with laughter as Charlotte found her bellybutton and started to swirl her fingers around it. The ninjas watched on with amusement, watching the redhead crack up again. Samantha felt so vulnerable as her exposed skin was being prodded and poked with sharp red fingernails. The favorite area on Samantha's upper body to Charlotte was her stomach. Charlotte especially loved Samantha's little innie bellybutton, it was too cute. Charlotte used five fingers to tickle all over Samantha's bare belly.
Charlotte:"Got you boss lady, feel this, oohhhh that ticklish are we?
Samantha: EEEEHEEEEEEEAAAHAHAAAAA NOOOOOOOO!
Charlotte:"Ooh tickie tickie tickie, come on scream boss lady"
Next, Charlotte tickled her bare ribs and sides, her nails digging into them roughly.
Then after she grew tired of the sides and belly, Charlotte instructed the ninjas to lower Samantha's chair, so that she was laid back a bit. Then she ordered them to raise Samantha's arms so that they were over her head and hooked them to a latch on the back of the chair. Now Samantha couldn't put her arms back down, and the ninjas didn't have to hold onto them anymore. Samantha thrusted in her bonds, and tried to get free.
Samantha: Get me out of here, you sodding bitches!
Charlotte started started to tickle the redhead once again, only harder. Samantha giggled once more as she was forced back into hysterics. Charlotte was now tickling her ribs, going up and down like an elevator. Then she tickled Samantha's hollow shaven armpits, making circles with her fingers. Samantha had tears in her eyes now, as her laughing increased, and even her face was turning a wee bit red
Samantha: HAAHHHAAAAA STAAAAHAAAAAAAP TICKLING MEEEEHEEEEHEEEEEE!
Charlotte:"Ha ha, feel this, tickie tickie tickie, now i'll have these arm pits, tickie tickie tickie"
(she tickles the underarms again, and switches back and forth between them and the armpits.)
Samantha: PLEEEEEHEEEEAAAAASE CHARLOTTE NOHOHOHOOOOH!
After awhile, the tickling stopped, and Samantha felt somewhat relieved. Laying her head back, she closed her eyes and concentrated on regaining her breath.
Charlotte looked over to see the ninjas admiring Samantha's expensive pumps, and thought it was pathetic that they matched her suit perfectly. Then she got off of Samantha’s lap and walked over to her bound feet. Kneeling down with her head in between Samantha’s feet, she grinned evilly at Samantha.
Charlotte:"Now, here comes the best bit, hee hee"
Samantha: No, don't you dare!
Samantha looked on in horror as she felt Charlotte remove her left pump. The shoe hit the floor with a thud, and then it's partner landed right next to it. Samantha curled her toes in her stockings defensively. Her feet were the worst part on her body, they were so ticklish.
Charlotte remembers that Samantha turned her down earlier for a foot massage, so she decides that now is her chance to touch her boss's feet.
Charlotte:"And what have we got here. I think it’s time I give you that foot massage that you turned down earlier, eh?
Samantha: Don't touch my feet, leave my feet alone!
Charlotte:"You have no idea how long i've waited for this.
Samantha has wide size ten feet, with high arches. Charlotte can't believe how big they are and decides to tease Samantha about her big feet.
Charlotte: Good lord, big feet for a big boss lady. Just look at the size of these submarines, ha
Samantha: Shut up, don’t mock my feet.
Samantha was embarassed about her big feet, but she was so tall that if her feet were smaller, she wouldn't be able to walk properly. She felt Charlotte take one foot in her hands and slowly start to massage it with both hands
Charlotte:"Oh, this is just heaven, does that feel good, dear?
Samantha wanted to say yes, but she didn’t want to give Charlotte the upper hand. Then after a minute or two of massage therapy, Charlotte dragged a finger up and down Samantha's stocking sole and Samantha bit her lip again, trying to hold in the laughter. Charlotte is amused by this, and uses two fingers to tickle Samantha's sole. After a minute, Samantha's face is red again, and Charlotte uses five fingers to tickle her foot and then Samantha loses it.
Samantha: HAAAHAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA NOT MY FEEEEHEEEEEEEET!
Charlotte:"Ooo not so tough now are we, tickie tickie tickie. What say you, boss lady , losing control"
Samantha: PLEEEEHEEEEEEEEAAAASE MY FEET ARE SOOOHOOOHOOH TICKLISH!
Charlotte then holds Samantha's foot close to her face and gives it a small sniff
Charlotte: Gawwwd, stink foot, she's got a case of the stink foot girls, ha ha ha"
The ninjas joined in with laughter, as Samantha grew more angry at her feet being teased.
Samantha: No, stop, how dare you insult my feet!
Charlotte continues to tickle Samantha's foot, tickling the arch, the heel and even her stocking toes. Then she tickles both feet with five fingers on each foot. Samantha shakes her head from side to side and blabs like a laughing loon.
Charlotte: "Oh, don’t worry, I’ll see to these smelly stocking feet of yours, and make sure they get a thorough tickling. Tickie tickie tickie, that's it, scream....tickie tickie tickie, tickie tickie tickie, oh yes!"
Samantha: NAAAHAHAAAAAAAHEEHEHEHEEHEHEHEHEEEEAAAAHAAAAAAA!
Then the ninjas want a turn, and they tell Charlotte that they love feet, especially British female feet. This amuses Charlotte and she then walks over to Samantha's upper body and folds her arms
Charlotte: So, my dear boss lady, are you ready to tell us about the scepter, or would you like more tickling?
Samantha: No, please, no more tickling. I beg of you, please!
Charlotte: Then tell me where the scepter is!
Samantha paused for a moment, thinking that this could all be over if she just gave them what they wanted. But she knew how wicked and conniving Charlotte was, and that she would just tickle her more anyway.
Samantha: Absolutely not, I won’t.
Charlotte: Good, I’m glad you’re not ready to loosen your tongue yet. Especially, since you’re still over-dressed, I’ll fix that.
Charlotte gave a clap and the ninjas sprang at attention.
Charlotte: Get rid of that itchy blouse, let’s give Miss Hume a little more comfort. If you do that, you can tickle her feet.
Samantha: NO, get away you bitches!
Ping and Yoko nodded and seized the hems and collar on Samantha’s blouse and pulled as hard as they could. The blouse came off with a loud rip, and was torn apart like tissue paper.
Samantha: Ahhhhhhhhhh, no, you ruined my blouse. That cost me eighty five pounds!
Charlotte: Like I care, Red. I don’t care if this whole suit costs you a year’s salary, because you won’t be wearing it when you leave, he he.
Samantha’s eyes widened at that, would they really tear the rest of her clothes up and leave her completely starkers. The thought of that happening sent shivers down her spine.
Charlotte stands up and lowers the chair back, so that it goes down into laying position. Samantha gave a shriek as she found herself laying on her back with her arms still above her head. She looked up at Charlotte and began to quietly whimper as the woman took a seat in between Samantha’s legs and kicked off her own pumps so she could relax while doing this.
“Now let's play with these soft toned arms shall we ? Tickie tickie tickie"
To be continued….
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