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Omar, Sultan of Ja'hil looked out the balcony and onto the courtyard. He watched patiently as his Generals assembled his palace guard in the courtyard below. He watched as two men dressed is silk pantaloons, but bare chested walked out and stood near a large pole with a pair of metal cuffs hanging from the top by two chains. The two men had with them a large basket filled with feathers and brushes. They set the basket next to the pole and waited for the prisoner to be brought to the courtyard.
The prisoner was wife of one of the generals. She was caught in an adulterous act with one of the solders of the palace guard. Enraged, the general went to Omar to have judgment passed on them both. The two were brought before Omar and made to confess their crime. The choice of punishment was up to the general. He smiled as he whispered in Omar's ear. A small shiver traveled up Omar's spine when he heard what the general whispered so gently in his ear.
It seems that the generals' wife and the solder were very ticklish. The general knew this about the solder because he passed the barracks one evening and heard giggling. He peeked in the window and saw this solder being held down and tickled by one of his officers.
Omar shivered and wriggled in his seat as the general told him he wanted them both to be publicly tickled. Omar smiled at the thought of a public tickling. He wondered how long he would be able to watch before he would become affected by the laughter. Omar was himself insanely ticklish. even the mentioning of the word tickle made him giggle.
The woman was being brought into the middle of the courtyard. Her arms were pulled up and her wrists slipped into the cuffs. her upper body was exposed. Her lover was brought in between two guards who held him by his arms.
The generals looked at the balcony at Omar who nodded for the charges to be read. The woman shivered as the charges were read aloud. Omar stood up and watched as the two ticklers stood near the woman, ready to tickle her. Omar nodded again, this time at the ticklers.
They ran their nails along the woman's naked ribs, tickling each rib. The woman giggled and pulled at the chains that held her wrists in place. Then the ticklers took a goose feather and began stroking her ribs and belly with the feathers. Soon the woman was thrashing around, giggling madly as the feathers touched her tender, ticklish skin.
Her lover wriggled and struggled against the solders holding him, but could not break loose. Omar giggled as he watched the woman being tickled.It was as if he could feel each feather stroke on his own skin.
The ticklers drew the feathers around her firm, ticklish breasts, then began tickling her nipples with the tip of the feathers, driving her into a ticklish frenzy. The general stood there with an evil grin on his face. He thought back to the many times he had tickled his wife into submission.
The woman struggled as the ticklers ran their nails and feathers over her upper body. She howled with laughter as she threw her head around, whipping her long hair about till it became soaked with her sweat.
As she was being tickled, her lover was being stripped and tied to the other pole, ticklers on him as well, tickling every inch of his bare skin.
Omar, watching intently was squirming around uncomfortably in his chair, feeling every stroke of the feathers on his skin. The tickling punishment was to end at sundown, but both the woman and solder passed out from the intense tickling.
Their limp bodies hung low on the poles as the guards cut them down and took them back to their cells. Omar had also decreed that they both be banished from Ja'hil. Satisfied, the general left for his barracks for a long shower and a drink.
Omar left the balcony stifling giggles from watching the long punishment. He went to his private quarters and began stripping off his clothing. He was wet with sweat from the wriggling around and giggling. He stepped into a steaming bath and let the hot water caress his ticklish body.
He closed his eyes, imagining that it was he who was being ruthlessly tickled. He did not hear Ul'tia slip into the water beside him. She knew that after witnessing such punishments, Omar would need to release his tension. She gently slid her hand along his ribs, gently tickling them under the water. Omar giggled as he tried not to move. Ul'tia ran her long nails down to Omar's hips, kneading and tickling him. Omar began giggling and thrashing in the bathwater.
Ul'tia smiled and pressed her mouth over his ear, tickling inside his ear with the tip of her tongue. Omar giggled louder and pulled himself out of the water, motioning to Ul'tia to follow him into the bed chamber. She got out of the water and followed him into the bed chamber. She tied Omar's feet to the corners of the bed. Then she tied his arms outstretched, each wrist to each corner. Then she took a feather fan and began swirling the feathers across Omar's belly. Omar giggled girlishly and wriggled as the feathers tickled his sensitive skin. Ul'tia ran the feather fan down his legs and around his ankles. Omar began thrashing about and tried to pull his feet away, knowing what was coming next. Ul'tia ran her tongue between Omar's toes. Omar squealed and laughed hysterically as Ul'tia's tongue tickled between his toes, then slide down his arches.
Omar bucked and slammed his body up and down on the bed, giggling and babbling as Ul'tia's tongue wiggled along his inner thighs and around his very ticklish balls. She stopped tickling Omar and whispered in his ear;"Shall I get your other wives to join us?"
Omar, still wriggling smiled. He loved being tickled and to have his other wives join in pleased him even more. "Please.. do !"whispered Omar.
Ul'tia put on her robe and went to her quarters and came back with three of Omar's seven wives. These three wives were his favorites because they were best at tickling him. Ul'tia whispered in each woman's ear. They all smiled as they took up their places around the bed.
One wive at each of Omar's feet and the other wife at the head so she could run her nails down Omar's arms and into his armpits and Ul'tia at his belly and lower body.
Omar saw his wives around him and shuddered in delight at what was about to happen.
The prisoner was wife of one of the generals. She was caught in an adulterous act with one of the solders of the palace guard. Enraged, the general went to Omar to have judgment passed on them both. The two were brought before Omar and made to confess their crime. The choice of punishment was up to the general. He smiled as he whispered in Omar's ear. A small shiver traveled up Omar's spine when he heard what the general whispered so gently in his ear.
It seems that the generals' wife and the solder were very ticklish. The general knew this about the solder because he passed the barracks one evening and heard giggling. He peeked in the window and saw this solder being held down and tickled by one of his officers.
Omar shivered and wriggled in his seat as the general told him he wanted them both to be publicly tickled. Omar smiled at the thought of a public tickling. He wondered how long he would be able to watch before he would become affected by the laughter. Omar was himself insanely ticklish. even the mentioning of the word tickle made him giggle.
The woman was being brought into the middle of the courtyard. Her arms were pulled up and her wrists slipped into the cuffs. her upper body was exposed. Her lover was brought in between two guards who held him by his arms.
The generals looked at the balcony at Omar who nodded for the charges to be read. The woman shivered as the charges were read aloud. Omar stood up and watched as the two ticklers stood near the woman, ready to tickle her. Omar nodded again, this time at the ticklers.
They ran their nails along the woman's naked ribs, tickling each rib. The woman giggled and pulled at the chains that held her wrists in place. Then the ticklers took a goose feather and began stroking her ribs and belly with the feathers. Soon the woman was thrashing around, giggling madly as the feathers touched her tender, ticklish skin.
Her lover wriggled and struggled against the solders holding him, but could not break loose. Omar giggled as he watched the woman being tickled.It was as if he could feel each feather stroke on his own skin.
The ticklers drew the feathers around her firm, ticklish breasts, then began tickling her nipples with the tip of the feathers, driving her into a ticklish frenzy. The general stood there with an evil grin on his face. He thought back to the many times he had tickled his wife into submission.
The woman struggled as the ticklers ran their nails and feathers over her upper body. She howled with laughter as she threw her head around, whipping her long hair about till it became soaked with her sweat.
As she was being tickled, her lover was being stripped and tied to the other pole, ticklers on him as well, tickling every inch of his bare skin.
Omar, watching intently was squirming around uncomfortably in his chair, feeling every stroke of the feathers on his skin. The tickling punishment was to end at sundown, but both the woman and solder passed out from the intense tickling.
Their limp bodies hung low on the poles as the guards cut them down and took them back to their cells. Omar had also decreed that they both be banished from Ja'hil. Satisfied, the general left for his barracks for a long shower and a drink.
Omar left the balcony stifling giggles from watching the long punishment. He went to his private quarters and began stripping off his clothing. He was wet with sweat from the wriggling around and giggling. He stepped into a steaming bath and let the hot water caress his ticklish body.
He closed his eyes, imagining that it was he who was being ruthlessly tickled. He did not hear Ul'tia slip into the water beside him. She knew that after witnessing such punishments, Omar would need to release his tension. She gently slid her hand along his ribs, gently tickling them under the water. Omar giggled as he tried not to move. Ul'tia ran her long nails down to Omar's hips, kneading and tickling him. Omar began giggling and thrashing in the bathwater.
Ul'tia smiled and pressed her mouth over his ear, tickling inside his ear with the tip of her tongue. Omar giggled louder and pulled himself out of the water, motioning to Ul'tia to follow him into the bed chamber. She got out of the water and followed him into the bed chamber. She tied Omar's feet to the corners of the bed. Then she tied his arms outstretched, each wrist to each corner. Then she took a feather fan and began swirling the feathers across Omar's belly. Omar giggled girlishly and wriggled as the feathers tickled his sensitive skin. Ul'tia ran the feather fan down his legs and around his ankles. Omar began thrashing about and tried to pull his feet away, knowing what was coming next. Ul'tia ran her tongue between Omar's toes. Omar squealed and laughed hysterically as Ul'tia's tongue tickled between his toes, then slide down his arches.
Omar bucked and slammed his body up and down on the bed, giggling and babbling as Ul'tia's tongue wiggled along his inner thighs and around his very ticklish balls. She stopped tickling Omar and whispered in his ear;"Shall I get your other wives to join us?"
Omar, still wriggling smiled. He loved being tickled and to have his other wives join in pleased him even more. "Please.. do !"whispered Omar.
Ul'tia put on her robe and went to her quarters and came back with three of Omar's seven wives. These three wives were his favorites because they were best at tickling him. Ul'tia whispered in each woman's ear. They all smiled as they took up their places around the bed.
One wive at each of Omar's feet and the other wife at the head so she could run her nails down Omar's arms and into his armpits and Ul'tia at his belly and lower body.
Omar saw his wives around him and shuddered in delight at what was about to happen.
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