jersey_tickler
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Here it is folks, part 4. The story is almost at it's climax. The next part of the story will be about the party guests being tickled and stripped to their underpants (mainly the female guests) But I might have a clean cut young man, getting tickled by the vampire brides and enjoying it because he feels like the outcast.
Friendly reminder of the cast
JM157 as Dr. Handley
Porcelaindoll as Rose Abernathy.
JT as himself lol
Enjoy!!!!!!
INT: Mansion’s Entryway.
Janet stood by the stairs in the entry way while lecturing to Zach and Cat who stood and listened attentively. They had changed back to their human forms and were wearing their cut off jeans and tank tops. That and their feet were bare as well because it was hard to wear shoes when they wolfed out and had their mutated feet burst rip through shoes that were no longer the right size.
Janet: First of all, you both did an excellent job on capturing the girl, thank you.
Zach: Our pleasure.
Cat: Do we still have a deal?
Janet nodded her head solemnly.
Janet: When the clock strikes midnight and Rose is standing by Vladimir’s side as his new bride, I shall use my magic to remove the werewolf curse from both of you.
Zach: Question, do you really think it’s a good idea to have this little ceremony when she’s having a party of her own.
Cat: Her guests should be arriving anytime now.
Janet: That’s where you two come in, I need the both of you to entertain her guests until it’s time for the ceremony to begin.
Zach: Then what?
Janet: Then you simply tell her guests that the party is over and escort every one of them out.
Zach: What if they don’t go willingly? Drunk people don’t usually leave a party before midnight.
Janet: If any of them are stupid enough to get in our way, kill them.
Cat: Whoa, wait a minute, you never said anything about killing anyone.
Janet: I didn’t see the need to bring it up unless asked. Just keep everyone cool and all will be well. If not, then I need you both to take care of business. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I shall go outside and see where we are, concerning our little bride to be.
Janet walked out of the entry way and headed for the back door, leaving Zach and Cat alone with their thoughts. Both of them didn’t seem thrilled about their additional assignment.
Cat: This is bullshit, Zach, and was not part of the deal.
Zach: I know, Cat, I don’t like it either.
Cat: I do not want to kill anyone, especially a bunch of innocent party animals.
Zach: Well, we’re animals now, too.
Cat: Zach, we’ve been werewolves for a year now, and we haven’t killed anyone or anything. Whenever I get any primal urges, I just make love to you. But if I’m provoked, I might get violent on them, like Lon Channey Jr in the Wolf Man. I do not want to hurt anyone, and I’m so afraid of being a werewolf and being forced to terrorize that poor girl.
Zach smiled when she said that, and wrapped Cat in a hug. Stroking her hair, he held his mate close to his muscular body, softly speaking to her as he did so.
Zach: Look, we’ll just play things by ear. We won’t wolf out unless it’s absolutely necessary, but we won’t kill anyone. We’re stronger than any alpha male frat boy, and we can remove them by extreme force. Hell, us wolfing out alone should be enough to make them run like jack rabbits.
Cat: We are pretty scary, I used to scare myself whenever I would look in the mirror.
Zach: And now?
Cat: And now, the only thing that scares me is turning back into a human and not feeling the way I do now. I’m worried that once we change back, we’ll be different and I worry that you won’t love me anymore.
A tear slide down her cheek, and Zach wiped it away and drew Cat in for a deep, passionate kiss. Cat kissed him back with another tear going down.
Zach: Don’t rust up on me, Kitty Cat, because there is nothing or no one that’s going to keep us apart. Werewolves or not, you’re my mate!.
Cat smiled meekly at Zach’s joke, and then embraced him again.
Zach: Come on, let’s raid the pantry and fridge for food, I’m starved.
Meanwhile upstairs, in the far off wing, aka The Master Bedroom.
The three vampire brides laid an exhausted, sweaty, horny Rose Abernathy; down on her bed. Rowan pinned down her arms, not that it mattered because Rose was too exahausted to fight back. Although when Lucy spread her legs, Rose knew what was coming and began to plead with these women
Rose: Please, don’t do this!
Elsa: Relax, dear sister, we’re going to give you what your body is craving.
Rose couldn’t deny that, physically she wanted to cream her shorts, but mentally she wasn’t keen about letting three undead vampire brides make that happen.
Lucy: These bloomers are in the way, let’s take them off.
Rose lifted her up when she heard that, and frantically tried to press her legs together. but Lucy was too strong for her. With both legs spread, Rose looked up at Elsa who caressed her underwear.
Rose: Please, I beg of you, don’t!
Elsa: As much as I adore these pretty undergarments, they are not fit for a vampire bride.
Then Elsa grabbed hold of the girl’s panties and tore them off with her vampire strength. Rose began to sob now, she was stark naked and humiliated, wide open like a book.
Elsa: Now, sisters, let us quench the fire, raging in Rose’s bloom.
Rose screamed as Lucy and Rowan sucked all ten of her toes, and Elsa ran her feather up and down Rose’s pussy. Within seconds, Rose’s screams hit a lower octive and she began to moan.
Rose: OOOOOHOOOOOOHOOOOOOOH!
Then she felt Elsa’s tongue dart into her holy O, making her pump her love juices like an oil geyser.
Rose: MmmmmmmMMMMMMMM!
Amidst her tears, Rose came and came until she was all out of her love honey. It took three orgasms, but her cum was equally shared by the three women who took turns with her pussy and feet. Her eyes closed, and she began to get goosebumps all over.
Elsa: There, all done.
Lucy: You’ve never had great pleasure, until receiving oral from a vampire.
The three of them chuckled at Elsa’s joke, but Rose was so worn out that she didn’t catch all of what she said. As the three vampire brides gazed down at the naked, spa zing girl, they didn’t bother to look over at Janet, who slowly entered the bedroom.
Janet: Well, I see you’ve had your fun with her, I’m glad.
She bent down and grabbed Rose’s toes and slowly massaged them while speaking to the half conscious young woman.
Janet: Hello there, Rose. My, aren’t you even more pretty without any clothes on. Looks like your sister brides didn’t care too much for your little underwears. Can’t blame them though, aren’t you a little old to be wearing flowery underpants?
Rose was too weak to respond, so Janet paused and then continued on.
Janet: Judging from your wet pussy, I can guess that you enjoyed that. Now, let me get a closer look at these feetsies.
She held both feet to her face and sniffed them, but quickly let them go to pinch her nose.
Janet: Phewwwww, little Rose has stinkfoot. No matter though, we’ll get you cleaned up for your groom.
Janet stood and turned to face Elsa, Rowan, and Lucy.
Janet: Bathe her good, ladies, she stinks of sweat.
The three brides nodded in unison and Janet exited the bedroom. Then the three women picked up Rose and carried her down the stairs. Once down the stairs, they went down to the cellar.
EXT: Catholic Church
Dr. Handley walked out of the church with a duffle bag in his hand. The priest followed him outside, perhaps a little concerned about the professor’s visit.
Priest: I must say, that your request although innocent, did seem a bit unusual.
Handley: I’m sure, Padre, compared to some.
Priest: Do not mistake me, sir, I enjoy helping people very much. It’s just that I don’t get too many people coming to my congregation to have me bless bottled water, and to purchase twelve silver cross necklaces.
Handley: Trust me, you’re doing a wonderful service by helping me on this night.
The priest smiled warmly at the compliment, and then shook the aging professor’s hand.
Then Dr. Handley began to walk away, as the priest trailed after with one more question.
Priest: I don’t mean to pry, but what exactly are you planning to do now?
Handley: Go hunting, Padre, farewell my friend!
Priest: God be with you, sir!
Handley got inside his car and started it up. Of course he would need some help first. The police station would be his next stop.
Back in the mansion’s cellar….
Rose opened her eyes slowly, when she felt her quivering body warm instantly. Looking to the side, she saw what looked like the side of an outdoor wooden hot tub. Save for the jets which were turned off, it was an indoor hot tub. Her uncle must have built it for winter time. Rose was still exhausted but had her eyes open a little bit, noticing that the faucet was still running and that Elsa was pouring bubble bath solution to mix with the running warm water.
Rowan: Look who’s finally awake.
Lucy: There she is. It was my idea to give you a cold shower to stimulate the orgasm you just had. But I was out voted, when our other sisters felt that a hot bath would be more beneficial to washing you.
Elsa: It’s bath time, young sister.
Rose (meekly): No, no, I can bathe myself.
Elsa: Shhhhhh, little sister, you’re exhausted, and we are going to take care of your cleansing. Just sit back and relax while we scrub you clean.
Then Elsa, Lucy, and Rowan armed themselves with brushes and washcloths and went to work. Rose felt like a little kid again, when her mother would give her baths. She felt Elsa scrub her back with a warm wet washcloth. After her back was cleaned, Elsa leaned her back and placed a towel on the end of the tub, so Rose could lay her head down. Lucy pulled Rose’s legs up, so they were hanging out of the tub. Her sudsy size tens were covered in suds, with her high arched soles wrinkled like prunes. Rowan raised both of the young girl’s arms up, so that Elsa could wash her underarms and then her pits. Rose giggled softly at the scrubbing of her underarms, then giggled even louder when her pits were scrubbed. They were tickling Rose and washing her at the same time, and it was puzzling to the chestnut haired girl.
Elsa: I hope you like the choice of sudsy solution, it’s called Tickle Bubbles.
Rowan: I believe your uncle used it when he had his minxes over to partake in his sexual shenanigans. It makes your entire body ultra sensitive to the touch.
Elsa: Making it more effective for tickling you by barely even touching you.
Feeling curious, Lucy applied her finger to Rose’s big toe and lightly touched it.
Rose: Wahaaahaawooow!
Lucy: Oooh, it does work after all, hehe!
Taking a scrub brush, Lucy dipped it in the water and applied it to Rose’s wrinkly soles. Rose sheepishly tried to pull her feet back in the water, and managed to get one back in. Lucy however, was quicker and secured one foot by holding it steady with one hand. The bristles really tickled, and the more it scrubbed, the more Rose laughed like a hyena.
Rose: EEEEEHEEEEEEEENOOOAAHAAAHAAAA STOP IT!
Lucy: No, no, no, as much as I love your odorous feet, they have to be clean for a fresh pair of stockings.
Rose: NOOOAAHAHAHAHAHAHAEEEHEHEHEHEE I HAAHAHAAAATE EHEHEHEE NYLONS!!!!
Lucy: Well I guess that means you’re opposed to wearing high heels as well?
Elsa: She’ll wear them whether she wants to or not. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Lucy fished out Rose’s other barefoot and held it down to stop Rose from splashing water at her. Rowan washed each breast and copped a feel as she did so. Rose groaned and moaned while she did that, hating it and liking it at the same time. Then she laughed loudly when she felt her remaining foot getting the same treatment as the latter. When she was done, Lucy passed the brush to Elsa who made a point to fiercely scrub each of Rose’s armpits.
Rose: EEHEHEHEEHEEEEE QUUUUUIT USING THAAHAHAHAHAAAT DAMN BRUSH!
Elsa: Hold your tongue, or I’ll yank each one of your vaginal hairs out like petals.
Rose clamped her mouth shut after hearing that. But it was hard for her not to laugh when she was being tickle-scrubbed. Her face turned red, as she held her breath, fearing that any moment, she would get her pubic hairs plucked out.
Rowan: Don’t scare her, Elsa, if she continues holding her breath then she’ll pass out. Go ahead, dear little sister, you may laugh.
Rose exploded her repressed laughter, and began to titter and tatter. Elsa finally stopped scrubbing her armpits, and then moved on to thoroughly scrub her underarms the same way. That didn’t tickle as bad as her pits, but she did giggle lightly at the scrubbing. Rowan washed Rose’s tender tummy, which didn’t really phase the young beauty. However it tickled like hell, when she used a toothbrush to scrub her bellybutton.
Rowan: There we are, getting all the gunk out of your adorable innie hole.
Rose: OHOOOKAAAAY OOOKAAAHAAAAAY, ENOOHOOOOUGHEHEHEHEEHE!
Rowan nodded in agreement and then stopped. Lucy signaled for her to come over to the foot of the tub, where Rose’s feet were still slung over the top, her bare soles still wrinkly.
Lucy: Dear, sister, could you please bend her toes back, so I can clean underneath.
Rowan nodded and used both hands to pull back Rose’s toes, while Lucy brushed the undersides of each toe. Rose groaned and giggled, as Lucy scrubbed underneath each toe, taking her time.
Rose: WAAAHAHAAAHAHAAA WOULD YOU PLEEEEHEEEAAASE HURRY UP, IT TICKLES!!!!!!
Lucy: Jiminey Christmas, you made me lose my concentration. Now, I have to start all over again.
Rose: EEEEHEHEEEEEEEEK, HAHAHHAAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOO!
Finally, she was done, and then she pried the girl’s toes apart, examining the crevices.
Lucy: Oh no, look at all that gunk! I guess I’ll have to scrub in between your toes!
Rowan held each foot steady, as Lucy separated Rose’s big toe from her index toe and ran the brush in between at a fast paced speed. Rose screeched as that was the most sensitive part of her feet.
Rose: WAAAHAHAHAHAAAA OHOHOH NOT THEEEEHEEEEHEHEERE!!!!! OH GOD, PLEEEAAAAAEEHEHEHAASE! I’M REAAAHAHAAAAALLY THE MOST TICKLISH THERE!
Lucy: Hmmhmm, I can tell, dear sister. But at least you no longer have foot odor.
Rose’s legs were spread apart with Rowan still holding her feet firmly. Lucy continued to brush in between Rose’s toes, taking her time like she did with the undersides. Rose babbled incoherently, and giggled while continuing to beg for the vampire brides to stop.
Elsa began washing Rose’s hair with shampoo. After a fast paced scalp scrub, she dunked Rose’s head into the water. Then she continued to three, and pulled her head back up. Rose coughed and caught her breath. Then she dunked her head a second time, to make sure all the shampoo was washed away. Rose’s head emerged, and she was truly pissed now.
Rose: Will you STOP THAT!
Elsa: No
And she dunked Rose’s head a third time, and continued to three. Rose came back up, shaking her full head of hair in frustration. Then before she could cuss and complain, she erupted into a new fit of laughter, when she felt Lucy brush each one of her toes.
Rose: EEEHEEHEHEAAAHAAAAA NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOOOES!
Lucy grinned with delight as she scrubbed Rose’s big toe. She gave each toe a ten second scrub, on the girl’s size tens. When she stopped, the vampire wiggled all ten of the poor girl’s toes with the help of Rowan
Lucy: That’s right, little piggies, you’re all nice and clean.
Rowan: Now that her feet are clean, I say we add some polish to her cute little toes.
Elsa: I agree, sister, but there still is one spot on her body that we haven’t cleaned yet.
Winking at her sisters, they all looked down at Rose and then shifted their eyes to in between her legs. Rose looked at them in horror, knowing what they had planned.
Elsa picked up a washcloth and dipped it in the tub water, to get it all soapy.
Elsa: Oh yes, Rose, your precious bloom is all dirty from pumping your delicious love honey. Now, be a good girl, and this won’t take long.
Getting to her knees, Elsa knelt so that she was in between Rose’s legs. Lucy held her feet in place, and Rowan grabbed the girl’s wrists so that she couldn’t wriggle out of the tub. Rose whimpered, as she didn’t think she could withstand another forced orgasm.
The washcloth traveled under the sudsy water and found it’s way into Rose’s holy O. Rose stuttered her giggles as she felt Elsa masturbate her with the washcloth.
Rose: OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOH THAT FEELS GLOOOOORRRRRIOOOOUS!!!!!
EXT: The open road
JT and Megan sat in the driver’s seat of JT’s White Chevy Impala. In the backseat, sat a young man named Daniel. He was a freshman in college, thin, not one hair on his body, save for the top of his blonde tow head. Daniel was a little withdrawn, and spent too much time on the Internet and playing his X-box. Not that he didn’t have friends, because JT and Megan were his closest friends. Still, he wasn’t exactly a social butterfly and was in fact a virgin. But Megan assured the sweet boy, that all good things in life are worth waiting for. JT however had plans to get Daniel laid at the party.
JT: You ready to party down, Danny Boy?
Daniel: I guess so, I mean, I’m not much of a drinker.
Megan: That’s okay, honey, you don’t have to let those boys peer pressure you. Girls really like guys who don’t get drunk and blow up pumpkins with shotgun shells.
JT: Funny you said that, because Rose told me uncle has a case cabinet full of guns. And I just saw a sign for a pumpkin patch up ahead. Are you feeling adventurous, tonight, Danny?
Megan: Don’t listen to him, Daniel, he’s not serious. Are you, James?
JT looked over and saw that Megan meant business, after all she called him by his real name. But he quickly covered up his brilliant idea with a white lie.
JT: Of course, I was getting, what kind of moron would shoot guns in the house, ha ha!
Megan rolled her eyes, if you gave JT enough beers, he’d attempt to skee shoot dishes with a BB gun.
Megan: Are we almost, there?
JT: We will be in about an hour.
Megan: I hope I have plenty of time to change before the guests arrive.
Daniel: JT, I’m not sure about my costume.
JT: Trust me, the ladies will love it, buddy.
Daniel: But what if I meet a girl and she finds out that I’m allergic to latex. What if no one has a non latex condom. What if I go without protection and I get a girl pregnant. My parents will kill me, I’m Catholic.
JT: Whoa, Danny, you’re thinking too much! Just chill-ax, buddy, I’m gonna take care of ya tonight, and I won’t let you hook up with some skank. Just leave everything to me, and you’ll be hunky dory like David Bowie.
That, was what Daniel was afraid of. He put on his headphones and listened to his I-pod. Soon “Heartbeat” by Red 7 came on and he began to relax a bit.
To be continued.....
Friendly reminder of the cast
JM157 as Dr. Handley
Porcelaindoll as Rose Abernathy.
JT as himself lol
Enjoy!!!!!!
INT: Mansion’s Entryway.
Janet stood by the stairs in the entry way while lecturing to Zach and Cat who stood and listened attentively. They had changed back to their human forms and were wearing their cut off jeans and tank tops. That and their feet were bare as well because it was hard to wear shoes when they wolfed out and had their mutated feet burst rip through shoes that were no longer the right size.
Janet: First of all, you both did an excellent job on capturing the girl, thank you.
Zach: Our pleasure.
Cat: Do we still have a deal?
Janet nodded her head solemnly.
Janet: When the clock strikes midnight and Rose is standing by Vladimir’s side as his new bride, I shall use my magic to remove the werewolf curse from both of you.
Zach: Question, do you really think it’s a good idea to have this little ceremony when she’s having a party of her own.
Cat: Her guests should be arriving anytime now.
Janet: That’s where you two come in, I need the both of you to entertain her guests until it’s time for the ceremony to begin.
Zach: Then what?
Janet: Then you simply tell her guests that the party is over and escort every one of them out.
Zach: What if they don’t go willingly? Drunk people don’t usually leave a party before midnight.
Janet: If any of them are stupid enough to get in our way, kill them.
Cat: Whoa, wait a minute, you never said anything about killing anyone.
Janet: I didn’t see the need to bring it up unless asked. Just keep everyone cool and all will be well. If not, then I need you both to take care of business. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I shall go outside and see where we are, concerning our little bride to be.
Janet walked out of the entry way and headed for the back door, leaving Zach and Cat alone with their thoughts. Both of them didn’t seem thrilled about their additional assignment.
Cat: This is bullshit, Zach, and was not part of the deal.
Zach: I know, Cat, I don’t like it either.
Cat: I do not want to kill anyone, especially a bunch of innocent party animals.
Zach: Well, we’re animals now, too.
Cat: Zach, we’ve been werewolves for a year now, and we haven’t killed anyone or anything. Whenever I get any primal urges, I just make love to you. But if I’m provoked, I might get violent on them, like Lon Channey Jr in the Wolf Man. I do not want to hurt anyone, and I’m so afraid of being a werewolf and being forced to terrorize that poor girl.
Zach smiled when she said that, and wrapped Cat in a hug. Stroking her hair, he held his mate close to his muscular body, softly speaking to her as he did so.
Zach: Look, we’ll just play things by ear. We won’t wolf out unless it’s absolutely necessary, but we won’t kill anyone. We’re stronger than any alpha male frat boy, and we can remove them by extreme force. Hell, us wolfing out alone should be enough to make them run like jack rabbits.
Cat: We are pretty scary, I used to scare myself whenever I would look in the mirror.
Zach: And now?
Cat: And now, the only thing that scares me is turning back into a human and not feeling the way I do now. I’m worried that once we change back, we’ll be different and I worry that you won’t love me anymore.
A tear slide down her cheek, and Zach wiped it away and drew Cat in for a deep, passionate kiss. Cat kissed him back with another tear going down.
Zach: Don’t rust up on me, Kitty Cat, because there is nothing or no one that’s going to keep us apart. Werewolves or not, you’re my mate!.
Cat smiled meekly at Zach’s joke, and then embraced him again.
Zach: Come on, let’s raid the pantry and fridge for food, I’m starved.
Meanwhile upstairs, in the far off wing, aka The Master Bedroom.
The three vampire brides laid an exhausted, sweaty, horny Rose Abernathy; down on her bed. Rowan pinned down her arms, not that it mattered because Rose was too exahausted to fight back. Although when Lucy spread her legs, Rose knew what was coming and began to plead with these women
Rose: Please, don’t do this!
Elsa: Relax, dear sister, we’re going to give you what your body is craving.
Rose couldn’t deny that, physically she wanted to cream her shorts, but mentally she wasn’t keen about letting three undead vampire brides make that happen.
Lucy: These bloomers are in the way, let’s take them off.
Rose lifted her up when she heard that, and frantically tried to press her legs together. but Lucy was too strong for her. With both legs spread, Rose looked up at Elsa who caressed her underwear.
Rose: Please, I beg of you, don’t!
Elsa: As much as I adore these pretty undergarments, they are not fit for a vampire bride.
Then Elsa grabbed hold of the girl’s panties and tore them off with her vampire strength. Rose began to sob now, she was stark naked and humiliated, wide open like a book.
Elsa: Now, sisters, let us quench the fire, raging in Rose’s bloom.
Rose screamed as Lucy and Rowan sucked all ten of her toes, and Elsa ran her feather up and down Rose’s pussy. Within seconds, Rose’s screams hit a lower octive and she began to moan.
Rose: OOOOOHOOOOOOHOOOOOOOH!
Then she felt Elsa’s tongue dart into her holy O, making her pump her love juices like an oil geyser.
Rose: MmmmmmmMMMMMMMM!
Amidst her tears, Rose came and came until she was all out of her love honey. It took three orgasms, but her cum was equally shared by the three women who took turns with her pussy and feet. Her eyes closed, and she began to get goosebumps all over.
Elsa: There, all done.
Lucy: You’ve never had great pleasure, until receiving oral from a vampire.
The three of them chuckled at Elsa’s joke, but Rose was so worn out that she didn’t catch all of what she said. As the three vampire brides gazed down at the naked, spa zing girl, they didn’t bother to look over at Janet, who slowly entered the bedroom.
Janet: Well, I see you’ve had your fun with her, I’m glad.
She bent down and grabbed Rose’s toes and slowly massaged them while speaking to the half conscious young woman.
Janet: Hello there, Rose. My, aren’t you even more pretty without any clothes on. Looks like your sister brides didn’t care too much for your little underwears. Can’t blame them though, aren’t you a little old to be wearing flowery underpants?
Rose was too weak to respond, so Janet paused and then continued on.
Janet: Judging from your wet pussy, I can guess that you enjoyed that. Now, let me get a closer look at these feetsies.
She held both feet to her face and sniffed them, but quickly let them go to pinch her nose.
Janet: Phewwwww, little Rose has stinkfoot. No matter though, we’ll get you cleaned up for your groom.
Janet stood and turned to face Elsa, Rowan, and Lucy.
Janet: Bathe her good, ladies, she stinks of sweat.
The three brides nodded in unison and Janet exited the bedroom. Then the three women picked up Rose and carried her down the stairs. Once down the stairs, they went down to the cellar.
EXT: Catholic Church
Dr. Handley walked out of the church with a duffle bag in his hand. The priest followed him outside, perhaps a little concerned about the professor’s visit.
Priest: I must say, that your request although innocent, did seem a bit unusual.
Handley: I’m sure, Padre, compared to some.
Priest: Do not mistake me, sir, I enjoy helping people very much. It’s just that I don’t get too many people coming to my congregation to have me bless bottled water, and to purchase twelve silver cross necklaces.
Handley: Trust me, you’re doing a wonderful service by helping me on this night.
The priest smiled warmly at the compliment, and then shook the aging professor’s hand.
Then Dr. Handley began to walk away, as the priest trailed after with one more question.
Priest: I don’t mean to pry, but what exactly are you planning to do now?
Handley: Go hunting, Padre, farewell my friend!
Priest: God be with you, sir!
Handley got inside his car and started it up. Of course he would need some help first. The police station would be his next stop.
Back in the mansion’s cellar….
Rose opened her eyes slowly, when she felt her quivering body warm instantly. Looking to the side, she saw what looked like the side of an outdoor wooden hot tub. Save for the jets which were turned off, it was an indoor hot tub. Her uncle must have built it for winter time. Rose was still exhausted but had her eyes open a little bit, noticing that the faucet was still running and that Elsa was pouring bubble bath solution to mix with the running warm water.
Rowan: Look who’s finally awake.
Lucy: There she is. It was my idea to give you a cold shower to stimulate the orgasm you just had. But I was out voted, when our other sisters felt that a hot bath would be more beneficial to washing you.
Elsa: It’s bath time, young sister.
Rose (meekly): No, no, I can bathe myself.
Elsa: Shhhhhh, little sister, you’re exhausted, and we are going to take care of your cleansing. Just sit back and relax while we scrub you clean.
Then Elsa, Lucy, and Rowan armed themselves with brushes and washcloths and went to work. Rose felt like a little kid again, when her mother would give her baths. She felt Elsa scrub her back with a warm wet washcloth. After her back was cleaned, Elsa leaned her back and placed a towel on the end of the tub, so Rose could lay her head down. Lucy pulled Rose’s legs up, so they were hanging out of the tub. Her sudsy size tens were covered in suds, with her high arched soles wrinkled like prunes. Rowan raised both of the young girl’s arms up, so that Elsa could wash her underarms and then her pits. Rose giggled softly at the scrubbing of her underarms, then giggled even louder when her pits were scrubbed. They were tickling Rose and washing her at the same time, and it was puzzling to the chestnut haired girl.
Elsa: I hope you like the choice of sudsy solution, it’s called Tickle Bubbles.
Rowan: I believe your uncle used it when he had his minxes over to partake in his sexual shenanigans. It makes your entire body ultra sensitive to the touch.
Elsa: Making it more effective for tickling you by barely even touching you.
Feeling curious, Lucy applied her finger to Rose’s big toe and lightly touched it.
Rose: Wahaaahaawooow!
Lucy: Oooh, it does work after all, hehe!
Taking a scrub brush, Lucy dipped it in the water and applied it to Rose’s wrinkly soles. Rose sheepishly tried to pull her feet back in the water, and managed to get one back in. Lucy however, was quicker and secured one foot by holding it steady with one hand. The bristles really tickled, and the more it scrubbed, the more Rose laughed like a hyena.
Rose: EEEEEHEEEEEEEENOOOAAHAAAHAAAA STOP IT!
Lucy: No, no, no, as much as I love your odorous feet, they have to be clean for a fresh pair of stockings.
Rose: NOOOAAHAHAHAHAHAHAEEEHEHEHEHEE I HAAHAHAAAATE EHEHEHEE NYLONS!!!!
Lucy: Well I guess that means you’re opposed to wearing high heels as well?
Elsa: She’ll wear them whether she wants to or not. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.
Lucy fished out Rose’s other barefoot and held it down to stop Rose from splashing water at her. Rowan washed each breast and copped a feel as she did so. Rose groaned and moaned while she did that, hating it and liking it at the same time. Then she laughed loudly when she felt her remaining foot getting the same treatment as the latter. When she was done, Lucy passed the brush to Elsa who made a point to fiercely scrub each of Rose’s armpits.
Rose: EEHEHEHEEHEEEEE QUUUUUIT USING THAAHAHAHAHAAAT DAMN BRUSH!
Elsa: Hold your tongue, or I’ll yank each one of your vaginal hairs out like petals.
Rose clamped her mouth shut after hearing that. But it was hard for her not to laugh when she was being tickle-scrubbed. Her face turned red, as she held her breath, fearing that any moment, she would get her pubic hairs plucked out.
Rowan: Don’t scare her, Elsa, if she continues holding her breath then she’ll pass out. Go ahead, dear little sister, you may laugh.
Rose exploded her repressed laughter, and began to titter and tatter. Elsa finally stopped scrubbing her armpits, and then moved on to thoroughly scrub her underarms the same way. That didn’t tickle as bad as her pits, but she did giggle lightly at the scrubbing. Rowan washed Rose’s tender tummy, which didn’t really phase the young beauty. However it tickled like hell, when she used a toothbrush to scrub her bellybutton.
Rowan: There we are, getting all the gunk out of your adorable innie hole.
Rose: OHOOOKAAAAY OOOKAAAHAAAAAY, ENOOHOOOOUGHEHEHEHEEHE!
Rowan nodded in agreement and then stopped. Lucy signaled for her to come over to the foot of the tub, where Rose’s feet were still slung over the top, her bare soles still wrinkly.
Lucy: Dear, sister, could you please bend her toes back, so I can clean underneath.
Rowan nodded and used both hands to pull back Rose’s toes, while Lucy brushed the undersides of each toe. Rose groaned and giggled, as Lucy scrubbed underneath each toe, taking her time.
Rose: WAAAHAHAAAHAHAAA WOULD YOU PLEEEEHEEEAAASE HURRY UP, IT TICKLES!!!!!!
Lucy: Jiminey Christmas, you made me lose my concentration. Now, I have to start all over again.
Rose: EEEEHEHEEEEEEEEK, HAHAHHAAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOO!
Finally, she was done, and then she pried the girl’s toes apart, examining the crevices.
Lucy: Oh no, look at all that gunk! I guess I’ll have to scrub in between your toes!
Rowan held each foot steady, as Lucy separated Rose’s big toe from her index toe and ran the brush in between at a fast paced speed. Rose screeched as that was the most sensitive part of her feet.
Rose: WAAAHAHAHAHAAAA OHOHOH NOT THEEEEHEEEEHEHEERE!!!!! OH GOD, PLEEEAAAAAEEHEHEHAASE! I’M REAAAHAHAAAAALLY THE MOST TICKLISH THERE!
Lucy: Hmmhmm, I can tell, dear sister. But at least you no longer have foot odor.
Rose’s legs were spread apart with Rowan still holding her feet firmly. Lucy continued to brush in between Rose’s toes, taking her time like she did with the undersides. Rose babbled incoherently, and giggled while continuing to beg for the vampire brides to stop.
Elsa began washing Rose’s hair with shampoo. After a fast paced scalp scrub, she dunked Rose’s head into the water. Then she continued to three, and pulled her head back up. Rose coughed and caught her breath. Then she dunked her head a second time, to make sure all the shampoo was washed away. Rose’s head emerged, and she was truly pissed now.
Rose: Will you STOP THAT!
Elsa: No
And she dunked Rose’s head a third time, and continued to three. Rose came back up, shaking her full head of hair in frustration. Then before she could cuss and complain, she erupted into a new fit of laughter, when she felt Lucy brush each one of her toes.
Rose: EEEHEEHEHEAAAHAAAAA NOT THE TOHOHOHOHOOOES!
Lucy grinned with delight as she scrubbed Rose’s big toe. She gave each toe a ten second scrub, on the girl’s size tens. When she stopped, the vampire wiggled all ten of the poor girl’s toes with the help of Rowan
Lucy: That’s right, little piggies, you’re all nice and clean.
Rowan: Now that her feet are clean, I say we add some polish to her cute little toes.
Elsa: I agree, sister, but there still is one spot on her body that we haven’t cleaned yet.
Winking at her sisters, they all looked down at Rose and then shifted their eyes to in between her legs. Rose looked at them in horror, knowing what they had planned.
Elsa picked up a washcloth and dipped it in the tub water, to get it all soapy.
Elsa: Oh yes, Rose, your precious bloom is all dirty from pumping your delicious love honey. Now, be a good girl, and this won’t take long.
Getting to her knees, Elsa knelt so that she was in between Rose’s legs. Lucy held her feet in place, and Rowan grabbed the girl’s wrists so that she couldn’t wriggle out of the tub. Rose whimpered, as she didn’t think she could withstand another forced orgasm.
The washcloth traveled under the sudsy water and found it’s way into Rose’s holy O. Rose stuttered her giggles as she felt Elsa masturbate her with the washcloth.
Rose: OHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOOOOOH THAT FEELS GLOOOOORRRRRIOOOOUS!!!!!
EXT: The open road
JT and Megan sat in the driver’s seat of JT’s White Chevy Impala. In the backseat, sat a young man named Daniel. He was a freshman in college, thin, not one hair on his body, save for the top of his blonde tow head. Daniel was a little withdrawn, and spent too much time on the Internet and playing his X-box. Not that he didn’t have friends, because JT and Megan were his closest friends. Still, he wasn’t exactly a social butterfly and was in fact a virgin. But Megan assured the sweet boy, that all good things in life are worth waiting for. JT however had plans to get Daniel laid at the party.
JT: You ready to party down, Danny Boy?
Daniel: I guess so, I mean, I’m not much of a drinker.
Megan: That’s okay, honey, you don’t have to let those boys peer pressure you. Girls really like guys who don’t get drunk and blow up pumpkins with shotgun shells.
JT: Funny you said that, because Rose told me uncle has a case cabinet full of guns. And I just saw a sign for a pumpkin patch up ahead. Are you feeling adventurous, tonight, Danny?
Megan: Don’t listen to him, Daniel, he’s not serious. Are you, James?
JT looked over and saw that Megan meant business, after all she called him by his real name. But he quickly covered up his brilliant idea with a white lie.
JT: Of course, I was getting, what kind of moron would shoot guns in the house, ha ha!
Megan rolled her eyes, if you gave JT enough beers, he’d attempt to skee shoot dishes with a BB gun.
Megan: Are we almost, there?
JT: We will be in about an hour.
Megan: I hope I have plenty of time to change before the guests arrive.
Daniel: JT, I’m not sure about my costume.
JT: Trust me, the ladies will love it, buddy.
Daniel: But what if I meet a girl and she finds out that I’m allergic to latex. What if no one has a non latex condom. What if I go without protection and I get a girl pregnant. My parents will kill me, I’m Catholic.
JT: Whoa, Danny, you’re thinking too much! Just chill-ax, buddy, I’m gonna take care of ya tonight, and I won’t let you hook up with some skank. Just leave everything to me, and you’ll be hunky dory like David Bowie.
That, was what Daniel was afraid of. He put on his headphones and listened to his I-pod. Soon “Heartbeat” by Red 7 came on and he began to relax a bit.
To be continued.....
