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The sequel to Cloak and Feather was my first epic for the forum. Here are the TMF links to the three parts:
Part 1
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4159
Part 2
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4160
Part 3
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4161
Glad you enjoyed the story Raul. Hope it's as good as you remember this time around. I've been toying with doing some more Samantha Storm stories. What do you think?
Part 1
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4159
Part 2
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4160
Part 3
http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?s=&threadid=4161
Glad you enjoyed the story Raul. Hope it's as good as you remember this time around. I've been toying with doing some more Samantha Storm stories. What do you think?
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More Samantha?
Gizzitgizzitgizzitgizzitgizzitgizzit!
*runs for cold shower*
Gizzitgizzitgizzitgizzitgizzitgizzit!
*runs for cold shower*
Wow - quick response Discerning Eye!
OK Sam fans, anything in particular you want (apart from the obvious tickle action of course.)
I also did some artwork to accompany these stories but I never got it scanned. Just to satisfy my own curiosity, if there was ever a Samantha Storm film (unlikely) who would you want to see as our ticklish heroine?
OK Sam fans, anything in particular you want (apart from the obvious tickle action of course.)
I also did some artwork to accompany these stories but I never got it scanned. Just to satisfy my own curiosity, if there was ever a Samantha Storm film (unlikely) who would you want to see as our ticklish heroine?
You're welcome Raul. The artwork will have to wait until I sort out a scanner I'm afraid.
Eliza Dushku is a good choice Shaggy. As Faith on Buffy she was definitely tough and sassy enough as well as being a real hottie. When I first read the original story I envisaged someone a little older like Yancy Butler from Witchblade or Gina Gershon. I'm not sure if Morandilas, the original author, had anyone specific in mind when he did the first story.
As for the idea of a tickle test, that just might fit into something I've got planned. I've also created a few team mates for Samantha as well as some new bad guys.
Watch this space!
Eliza Dushku is a good choice Shaggy. As Faith on Buffy she was definitely tough and sassy enough as well as being a real hottie. When I first read the original story I envisaged someone a little older like Yancy Butler from Witchblade or Gina Gershon. I'm not sure if Morandilas, the original author, had anyone specific in mind when he did the first story.
As for the idea of a tickle test, that just might fit into something I've got planned. I've also created a few team mates for Samantha as well as some new bad guys.
Watch this space!
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Suikoden,
It has been a long time since I first wrote the original "Samantha Storm" story. However if memory serves me correct I do believe it was the lovely Diana Rigg of "Emma Peel" fame from the TV show "The Avengers"that I had in mind when creating the character.
Suikoden has done a fantastic job with his continuation of the original story.Here is a repost of the original story...
CLOAK & FEATHER
By Morandilas
Samantha Storm , CIA operative, covert operations specialist, and international playgirl. She was the best the agency had to offer for field operations. She saw action around the globe including Iraq, Bosnia, the Soviet Union, and numerous third world countries. She was a trained specialist in espionage and counter espionage techniques, she had experience in covert and black ops operations, and was a skilled seductress. Miss Storm was a professional and trained elite operative, she simply was the very best.
Standing 5'7" and of slender but athletic build, Miss Storm was an attractive woman. She had beautiful blue-gray eyes, with a gorgeous mane of shoulder length blue-black hair. Her smile could overcome the most ill-tempered of people, and her charms could win over any she chose.
Samantha Storm was one of the most successful agents the CIA had, her record was untarnished and she always delivered the goods, no matter what the odds, except for maybe this time......................
Somewhere Near Bogota, Columbia
0615hrs Dec 18, 1995
A simple recon mission goes haywire, and Samantha Storm finds herself at odds with the local Colombian drug lords. Out gunned and out numbered Miss storm is captured after a running gun battle in the Colombian jungle, just a few miles west of Bogota.
Samantha Storm sat strapped to a wooden chair in the interrogation room of Colombian drug lord Carlos Santiago Chavez's drug plantation. She had leather restraints across her chest, waist, and legs. Also her hands were bond behind her back and to the back of the chair.
Samantha having just revived from a skull splitting blow to the back of her head during her capture in the surrounding Colombian jungle. Inspected her present surroundings. She was in a filthy windowless room located probably somewhere in Chavez's villa which overlooked his sprawling drug plantation. She was securely bound to a sturdy wooden chair in the center of the room. Only one other piece of furniture adorned the room, and that was a similar, yet unoccupied chair across from her.
The door to the tiny room suddenly swung open, and Carlos Santiago Chavez stepped in followed by an offish looking guard and a pretty young Hispanic woman. Chavez was a tall lithe man, with a pock marked face and wirery thin mustache.
"So your the trouble maker that managed to dispatch a dozen of my men, blew up two of my trucks, and set fire to half of my plantation." Chavez mused.
"OOPS" Storm smirked.
" Such a pretty little spy you are Miss?" Chavez questioned.
" Storm, Samantha Storm" She replied.
"Ah the illustrious Samantha Storm, what interest does your capitalist government have in me? " Chavez asked.
"Your a filthy drug dealing murderer Chavez, what other reasons do you need?" Storm answered.
"I'm sure there is more to your little mission here Miss Storm, and I shall find out, one way or the other." Chavez barked.
Chavez was paranoid, and the simple fact was that was all the U.S. government was interested in, his drug running operations. But in his paranoid mind there was a more complicated answer to the mystery of Samantha's presence, and he was determined to find out.
"Miss storm I would like you to meet Miss Ramirez" Chavez said while gesturing towards the Hispanic woman beside him.
"The pleasure is all yours." Samantha cracked.
Miss Rameriez has roughly the same frame and build of Samantha, but sported short cropped black hair, and dark brown eyes. She grinned evilly at Miss Storm.
"Miss Ramirez's is my chief interrogator, she will try to persuade you to cooperate, I must warn you her methods are quite unusual but often get the desired results." Chavez said.
"Your wasting your time Chavez, there's nothing to tell" Samantha said.
" I think you are gravely mistaken Miss Storm, now I'll leave you two to get aquatinted." Chavez said as he left the room.
"Bartolo, bind her feet to the other chair." Miss Ramirez ordered the offish looking guard.
The guard followed his orders and undid the leather straps binding Samantha's legs to her chair and then stretched her legs out rebinding them to the other chair, her feet protruding through natural holes in the chairs designed backing.
Samantha wore her jungle fatigues and ankle high jungle boots, all her gear had been confiscated . She sat bound and prepared for her interrogation., wondering what to expect from her new found friend and torturer Miss Ramirez.
"Bartolo thank you. You are dismissed." Ramirez said.
"Let me tell you something Miss Storm." Ramirez chuckled.
"I believe your story, its a cut and dry sabotage or recon mission you were on. But I'm afraid my fearless leader is a bit paranoid and needs the assurance of this interrogation to sleep better knowing you have spilt all of your secrets." Ramirez said.
Ramirez bent down at Samantha's bound feet and began to slowly unlace Samantha's boots as she spoke.
"You see I don't care what you have to say, I just want to torture you" Miss Ramirez laughed as she tugged at Samantha's shoes pulling them off.
Samantha became a little uneasy at Ramirez's statement and began to wonder what she had in mind.
Ramirez smiled and slowly began to tug at each of Samantha's socks pulling them off as well exposing Samantha's lovely bare feet with their hot pink painted toe nails.
Samantha was sure what the torture was going to be, either the horrible bastinado, or perhaps cigarettes being put out on the soles of her feet. Her feet were very sensitive and this torture would be unbearable, but there was nothing she could do to stop, not even confess for this sadist just wanted to delight in her torture.
"What's so unusual about what your about to do to me?" Samantha asked.
Ramirez looked at Miss Storm and began to laugh aloud.
"You think I shall torture you with the bastinado or some other unsavory and painful foot torture don't you" Ramirez laughed.
Samantha looked puzzled at her amused captor.
"Sorry but guess again my lovely, I'm going to tickle torture you!" Ramirez said gleefully.
A shiver ran down Samantha's spine as she absorbed the full impact and implication of Miss Ramirez's words.
"Tickle Torture?" Samantha said in bewilderment.
"Yes tickle torture!" Ramirez laughed and began to wiggle her right hand's index finger at Samantha's right foot.
Samantha had been an agent for awhile and had never heard of tickling being used as a legitimate form of torture. Rumor had it that the ancient Chinese often used tickling as a form of punishment and torture. But modern day society, it was absurd. Nevertheless the threat scared her plenty, Samantha was unbearably and hopelessly ticklish.
Ramirez lightly scratched her index finger along the bottom of Samantha's tightly bound foot. Samantha gasped and struggled to hold back her laughter while Ramirez simply observed her reactions in detail.
Ramirez delighted in this form of torture, her victims, usually macho manly types were always surprised and ashamed of the tickling powerful effects on them, they soon became babbling incoherent fools, begging for mercy. She loved her job and sometimes got carried away often tickling some of her victims into insanity.
Ramirez continued the tickling but began to lightly scratch at the base of Samantha's toes. Samantha's toes twitched, and wiggled and finally Samantha began to giggle and then roar with unleashed laughter.
Samantha fought against the urge to beg for mercy, she didn't want to give the bitch Ramirez the pleasure. But how much of this tickling could she take.
Ramirez laughed along with her captive, totally amused at her captives anguished attempts to stop giggling and laughing. Ramirez started to tickle using both hands, one at each of Samantha's tender soles. Samantha began to scream with laughter and wiped her long black hair from side to side as she shook her head trying to block out of her mind the horrible tickling sensations that shot up through her legs.
"Torture isn't it Miss storm?" Miss Ramirez teased.
"I'm ticklish myself so I can appreciate your predicament, I must say I'm thoroughly enjoying this" Ramirez chuckled.
Tears welled up and began to stream from Samantha's eyes, the tickling was driving her insane and her will to resist was fading rapidly. She laughed and laughed unable to control her mirth. Her sides ached and she felt like she needed to urinate.
"Stop! AHhhhahhahhhhahhahhahahahah" Screamed Samantha.
Ramirez laughed and began to scramble the nails of all ten of her fingers over the ticklish bottoms of Samantha's captive feet.
Samantha struggled against her bonds, unable to budge even a little, all her toe wiggling and foot shaking, could not afford her the slightest break from the awful tickling, Ramirez was relentless following her every movement.
"What's the matter Miss Storm, Ticklish?" Ramirez chuckled, as she raked her nails up and down the soles of Samantha's feet.
Ramirez suddenly stopped and withdrew her tickling fingertips and stood up.
"It's time we removed you from here and brought you to my specially equip dungeon, where I can pay special attention to the rest of your ticklish bottom as well as your ticklish little feet." Ramirez laughed.
"Bartolo!" Ramirez yelled.
Bartolo came rushing into the room. "Yes Madam?' Bartolo said urgently.
"Call out the guard and prepare Miss Storm for transport to my bungalow." Ramirez ordered.
"Yes Madam." Bartolo said as he turned and exited the room quickly.
Samantha slumped her head forward and was grateful for the present respite from the unendurable tickling.
Will Samantha Storm escape the evil clothes of Lady Ramirez? Will Ramirez personally break the will of the heroic Samantha Storm?Stay Tuned for the further adventures of Samantha Storm coming soon!!!
It has been a long time since I first wrote the original "Samantha Storm" story. However if memory serves me correct I do believe it was the lovely Diana Rigg of "Emma Peel" fame from the TV show "The Avengers"that I had in mind when creating the character.
Suikoden has done a fantastic job with his continuation of the original story.Here is a repost of the original story...
CLOAK & FEATHER
By Morandilas
Samantha Storm , CIA operative, covert operations specialist, and international playgirl. She was the best the agency had to offer for field operations. She saw action around the globe including Iraq, Bosnia, the Soviet Union, and numerous third world countries. She was a trained specialist in espionage and counter espionage techniques, she had experience in covert and black ops operations, and was a skilled seductress. Miss Storm was a professional and trained elite operative, she simply was the very best.
Standing 5'7" and of slender but athletic build, Miss Storm was an attractive woman. She had beautiful blue-gray eyes, with a gorgeous mane of shoulder length blue-black hair. Her smile could overcome the most ill-tempered of people, and her charms could win over any she chose.
Samantha Storm was one of the most successful agents the CIA had, her record was untarnished and she always delivered the goods, no matter what the odds, except for maybe this time......................
Somewhere Near Bogota, Columbia
0615hrs Dec 18, 1995
A simple recon mission goes haywire, and Samantha Storm finds herself at odds with the local Colombian drug lords. Out gunned and out numbered Miss storm is captured after a running gun battle in the Colombian jungle, just a few miles west of Bogota.
Samantha Storm sat strapped to a wooden chair in the interrogation room of Colombian drug lord Carlos Santiago Chavez's drug plantation. She had leather restraints across her chest, waist, and legs. Also her hands were bond behind her back and to the back of the chair.
Samantha having just revived from a skull splitting blow to the back of her head during her capture in the surrounding Colombian jungle. Inspected her present surroundings. She was in a filthy windowless room located probably somewhere in Chavez's villa which overlooked his sprawling drug plantation. She was securely bound to a sturdy wooden chair in the center of the room. Only one other piece of furniture adorned the room, and that was a similar, yet unoccupied chair across from her.
The door to the tiny room suddenly swung open, and Carlos Santiago Chavez stepped in followed by an offish looking guard and a pretty young Hispanic woman. Chavez was a tall lithe man, with a pock marked face and wirery thin mustache.
"So your the trouble maker that managed to dispatch a dozen of my men, blew up two of my trucks, and set fire to half of my plantation." Chavez mused.
"OOPS" Storm smirked.
" Such a pretty little spy you are Miss?" Chavez questioned.
" Storm, Samantha Storm" She replied.
"Ah the illustrious Samantha Storm, what interest does your capitalist government have in me? " Chavez asked.
"Your a filthy drug dealing murderer Chavez, what other reasons do you need?" Storm answered.
"I'm sure there is more to your little mission here Miss Storm, and I shall find out, one way or the other." Chavez barked.
Chavez was paranoid, and the simple fact was that was all the U.S. government was interested in, his drug running operations. But in his paranoid mind there was a more complicated answer to the mystery of Samantha's presence, and he was determined to find out.
"Miss storm I would like you to meet Miss Ramirez" Chavez said while gesturing towards the Hispanic woman beside him.
"The pleasure is all yours." Samantha cracked.
Miss Rameriez has roughly the same frame and build of Samantha, but sported short cropped black hair, and dark brown eyes. She grinned evilly at Miss Storm.
"Miss Ramirez's is my chief interrogator, she will try to persuade you to cooperate, I must warn you her methods are quite unusual but often get the desired results." Chavez said.
"Your wasting your time Chavez, there's nothing to tell" Samantha said.
" I think you are gravely mistaken Miss Storm, now I'll leave you two to get aquatinted." Chavez said as he left the room.
"Bartolo, bind her feet to the other chair." Miss Ramirez ordered the offish looking guard.
The guard followed his orders and undid the leather straps binding Samantha's legs to her chair and then stretched her legs out rebinding them to the other chair, her feet protruding through natural holes in the chairs designed backing.
Samantha wore her jungle fatigues and ankle high jungle boots, all her gear had been confiscated . She sat bound and prepared for her interrogation., wondering what to expect from her new found friend and torturer Miss Ramirez.
"Bartolo thank you. You are dismissed." Ramirez said.
"Let me tell you something Miss Storm." Ramirez chuckled.
"I believe your story, its a cut and dry sabotage or recon mission you were on. But I'm afraid my fearless leader is a bit paranoid and needs the assurance of this interrogation to sleep better knowing you have spilt all of your secrets." Ramirez said.
Ramirez bent down at Samantha's bound feet and began to slowly unlace Samantha's boots as she spoke.
"You see I don't care what you have to say, I just want to torture you" Miss Ramirez laughed as she tugged at Samantha's shoes pulling them off.
Samantha became a little uneasy at Ramirez's statement and began to wonder what she had in mind.
Ramirez smiled and slowly began to tug at each of Samantha's socks pulling them off as well exposing Samantha's lovely bare feet with their hot pink painted toe nails.
Samantha was sure what the torture was going to be, either the horrible bastinado, or perhaps cigarettes being put out on the soles of her feet. Her feet were very sensitive and this torture would be unbearable, but there was nothing she could do to stop, not even confess for this sadist just wanted to delight in her torture.
"What's so unusual about what your about to do to me?" Samantha asked.
Ramirez looked at Miss Storm and began to laugh aloud.
"You think I shall torture you with the bastinado or some other unsavory and painful foot torture don't you" Ramirez laughed.
Samantha looked puzzled at her amused captor.
"Sorry but guess again my lovely, I'm going to tickle torture you!" Ramirez said gleefully.
A shiver ran down Samantha's spine as she absorbed the full impact and implication of Miss Ramirez's words.
"Tickle Torture?" Samantha said in bewilderment.
"Yes tickle torture!" Ramirez laughed and began to wiggle her right hand's index finger at Samantha's right foot.
Samantha had been an agent for awhile and had never heard of tickling being used as a legitimate form of torture. Rumor had it that the ancient Chinese often used tickling as a form of punishment and torture. But modern day society, it was absurd. Nevertheless the threat scared her plenty, Samantha was unbearably and hopelessly ticklish.
Ramirez lightly scratched her index finger along the bottom of Samantha's tightly bound foot. Samantha gasped and struggled to hold back her laughter while Ramirez simply observed her reactions in detail.
Ramirez delighted in this form of torture, her victims, usually macho manly types were always surprised and ashamed of the tickling powerful effects on them, they soon became babbling incoherent fools, begging for mercy. She loved her job and sometimes got carried away often tickling some of her victims into insanity.
Ramirez continued the tickling but began to lightly scratch at the base of Samantha's toes. Samantha's toes twitched, and wiggled and finally Samantha began to giggle and then roar with unleashed laughter.
Samantha fought against the urge to beg for mercy, she didn't want to give the bitch Ramirez the pleasure. But how much of this tickling could she take.
Ramirez laughed along with her captive, totally amused at her captives anguished attempts to stop giggling and laughing. Ramirez started to tickle using both hands, one at each of Samantha's tender soles. Samantha began to scream with laughter and wiped her long black hair from side to side as she shook her head trying to block out of her mind the horrible tickling sensations that shot up through her legs.
"Torture isn't it Miss storm?" Miss Ramirez teased.
"I'm ticklish myself so I can appreciate your predicament, I must say I'm thoroughly enjoying this" Ramirez chuckled.
Tears welled up and began to stream from Samantha's eyes, the tickling was driving her insane and her will to resist was fading rapidly. She laughed and laughed unable to control her mirth. Her sides ached and she felt like she needed to urinate.
"Stop! AHhhhahhahhhhahhahhahahahah" Screamed Samantha.
Ramirez laughed and began to scramble the nails of all ten of her fingers over the ticklish bottoms of Samantha's captive feet.
Samantha struggled against her bonds, unable to budge even a little, all her toe wiggling and foot shaking, could not afford her the slightest break from the awful tickling, Ramirez was relentless following her every movement.
"What's the matter Miss Storm, Ticklish?" Ramirez chuckled, as she raked her nails up and down the soles of Samantha's feet.
Ramirez suddenly stopped and withdrew her tickling fingertips and stood up.
"It's time we removed you from here and brought you to my specially equip dungeon, where I can pay special attention to the rest of your ticklish bottom as well as your ticklish little feet." Ramirez laughed.
"Bartolo!" Ramirez yelled.
Bartolo came rushing into the room. "Yes Madam?' Bartolo said urgently.
"Call out the guard and prepare Miss Storm for transport to my bungalow." Ramirez ordered.
"Yes Madam." Bartolo said as he turned and exited the room quickly.
Samantha slumped her head forward and was grateful for the present respite from the unendurable tickling.
Will Samantha Storm escape the evil clothes of Lady Ramirez? Will Ramirez personally break the will of the heroic Samantha Storm?Stay Tuned for the further adventures of Samantha Storm coming soon!!!
Hi Morandilas - Who can argue with Diana Rigg? Easily the coolest and sexiest female superspy I can think of. Catsuits and karate chops - what else do you want in a woman?
Funnily I though of a lot of Avengers episodes when I was thinking of Samantha Storm stuff, there was always a kinky undertone to a lot of those shows with Mrs Peel and later Tara King frequently getting overwhelmed and tied up by the bad guys. In fact I was thinking of Emma Peel when I did the second sequel featuring the Russian ticklers. That's also somewhere on this forum, I'm not sure where it is but I posted it a few months after the first sequel.
Oh well, back to the writing...
Funnily I though of a lot of Avengers episodes when I was thinking of Samantha Storm stuff, there was always a kinky undertone to a lot of those shows with Mrs Peel and later Tara King frequently getting overwhelmed and tied up by the bad guys. In fact I was thinking of Emma Peel when I did the second sequel featuring the Russian ticklers. That's also somewhere on this forum, I'm not sure where it is but I posted it a few months after the first sequel.
Oh well, back to the writing...
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She is gorgeous, I don't usually think of her as a top favorite but a great choice. Much Kudos for thinking outside the box!!
