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Repost: Celestial Tickling: Part 2 (FF/FF, Upperbody+Feet, Nudity)

Ticklerdes

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Here's part two of my wonderful, spectacular series! Enjoy!


Celestial Tickling
Part II
Enter the Vixens


The war between Olympus and The Underworld was rising heavily in the favour of Hades, Lord of the Underworld. His servant Matalyus had captured an Olympian angel, (a disciple of the Goddess of beauty, Aphrodite) and tickled her relentlessly until she gave him the location of a secret entrance into Aphrodite’s realm.


Unfortunately for him, Matalyus had caved in to the overwhelming power that an Angel possessed through her beauty, and pitied her, allowing her to go back to Olympus and warn her people. Once Hades had the information, he incinerated Matalyus’ body for almost ruining their big chance to tip the scales of the war.


Hades sent legions of warriors to Aphrodite’s realm, capturing Angels and bringing their spirits to the underworld, either to serve him, or to become condemned souls, feeding him power. However, they would not be brought willingly, and their angelic powers were enough to prevent abduction. It was at this point, that Hades learned from his annihilated servant, and commanded his legions to bind angel captives, and tickle them ruthlessly until their will was broken, and would go to the Underworld. For this “search and tickle” mission, he sent the Vixens.


Vixens look just like female humans. Beautiful female humans, at that. They have delicate features, and lean athletic bodies; the type any man would love. However, they have a few differences from human women. They have cat tails, covered in short red fur, cat ears, and instead of hands and feet, they have slender cat-like paws, also covered in short red fur. In addition, they have beautiful cat eyes (either green or yellow) and have two horizontal red stripes across the bridge of their nose.


The first wave of Vixens was fought off by Artemis’ disciples, nicknamed the “Valkyries” . Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, had the perfect disciples to trick the Vixens. The Valkyries, were extremely attractive, but also cunning and fierce in battle. They would act as decoys for the Angels, luring Vixens into their traps. Since the Valkyries and Vixens were so evenly matched, both forces were wiped out in the battle.


The Angel Elysia was standing there, looking around. Things were barren. No noise, no people, no nothing. Aphrodite’s realm had never looked so abandoned. All the Angels had gone into hiding knowing that a second wave of Hades’ troops would already be on their way.


“This is madness..” Elysia said, “I never should have given in to Matalyus...look what I’ve done..”


Elysia, even in her moment of panic was beautiful, just like all others of her kind. Dark blonde hair, emerald coloured eyes, with a flawless figure and perfect curves. She was wearing her usual aqua coloured cloth around her chest, which tied together in the front, and wrap around cloth as a long skirt. Her majestic white wings were folded neatly against her back.


She wished that Hades wasn’t also directly attacking Olympus from the gateway between the two worlds, or Zeus and the other gods would be able to help them.


“I must see if I can find some people.” she decided to herself, and began to wander around, hoping to stumble across some other angels, or better yet, some Valkyries. They could protect her. She stopped when she thought she heard a noise.


“Who’s there?” she yelled aloud, looking around at the once beautiful realm of Aphrodite, now a barren battleground.


“Who’s there?!” she repeated louder, when no answer came.


She cautiously moved forwards, warily looking about. What was she going to do? She was alone and helpless. What if she were captured? Would they tickle her, as Matalyus did? She hoped not, she couldn’t stand being tickled like that.


Her train of thought was interrupted, as something quickly bounded out from behind a statue, and pounced on her, knocking her to her back. It was a vixen! They weren't all defeated after all. Just hiding, like the Angels were.


“Well...look what the cat drrrrragged in, hm?” the vixen asked Ely, as she lay pinned on her back.


She looked just like a pretty human female, aside from her feline features. She had dark red hair (which matched the colour of her furry paws and tail) down to her shoulders, with green cat eyes, and wore a bikini top, and a cloth that wrapped around her like a mini skirt, both the green colour of her eyes. She also had a whip that wrapped around her skirt like a belt. Her arms and legs look weak, but they posessed extreme strength, and her abdomenal muscles were slightly defined.


“Who..who are you?” Ely asked, both startled and confused. Her mind was racing with desperate thoughts of how to escape. There was no way she could overpower a Vixen, that’s what Artemis’ disciples were sent for.


“I am called Fareel, though you’re in no position to demand answerrrrrs....” she paused, her feline eyes scanning over Ely’s body. “Who are you?”


“My name is Elysia.”

“Elysia? The little angel who gave our master important information?”

“Yes.”

“Stand up.” Fareel demanded, as she got up off of Elysia.


Elysia did what she was told, knowing there was nothing she could do at the moment. Fareel ripped a piece of cloth off of Ely’s wrap, and tied it around her eyes like a blindfold, and guided her around for quite some time.


Ely tried to just figure out her position from her familiarity with the area, but the route was full of so many turns and twists, that she soon got disoriented. After a few minutes of this blind travelling, Fareel took her blindfold off. Ely was standing in an area that she didn’t recognize, as it had been fashioned into a little hideout. There was a large wooden frame in the shape of an X with numerous straps on it, and chains and handcuffs were scattered all over the floor. Many statues had been moved into a perimeter around the small area to act as walls, and there was a large purple cloth that acted as a makeshift ceiling. The thing Ely noticed the most, was another Vixen standing there, looking at her.


This Vixen looked just like the one who captured her, though her hair, paws, and tail were a lighter red. She wore the exact same clothing as Fareel, though yellow in colour, the same yellow colour of her eyes.


“Fareel...you found another angel. You’re getting to be quite the little huntrrrress.” the new Vixen said.

“This is the same angel that Matalyus captured, Jera.” Fareel responded, sounding proud.

“Poor, poor Matalyus...” the yellow eyed Vixen, Jera, responded with mock sympathy.

“What happened to Matalyus?” Ely said, finally bringing up the courage to speak.


Jera looked at her apprehensively. Apparently, she wasn’t expected to speak. It didn’t seem to matter that much, because Jera answered.


“He was robbed of his flesh and his soul was condemned, for letting you go.” She said, smirking somewhat. “But enough of this. Fareel, we have to prepare this one for her trip to the underworld.”


Fareel and Jera moved Ely over to the large frame, and strapped her to it before she could even think of resisting. One strap for each of her wrists, one just beneath each elbow, one on each ankle, one just above each knee.


“Wait, what do you mean by..prepare?” Ely asked, beginning to understand her current situation.


“You must not resist being brought to the underworld, little Angel, Fareel said, as she extended one claw from the tip of her forefinger. “We have to break your will.”

“No! Please don’t tickle me! Anything but tickling!” Elysia begged, but Fareel had already begun to lightly trace her claw up and down Ely’s side.

“Tickle tickle little angel..” she taunted as Ely immediately burst out into girlish giggles and laughter.

“Heeehee! N-no, stahahahahaa!!!”

“Oooooh..she’s so ticklish Fareel.” Jera said, “I’m going to join in the fun.”


Jera started to prod Ely’s finely toned stomach, while Fareel had retracted her claw, and began to wiggle her furry paws in the smooth hollows of Ely’s underarms. The feeling of four furry hands on her almost totally bare body made Ely go crazy with beautiful ticklish laughter.


Both of the Vixens were laughing as well, seeming to enjoy administering the tickling.


“Have to make sure she’s completely willing to go to Hades!”

“Can’t have her resisting her trip down!”

“Kitchy kitchy koo!”


Such things were all Ely could her through her own desperate laughter and pleading. How could she go down to The Underworld? Who knows what horrible things were there? But she just couldn’t STAND being tickled, especially not by two expert Vixens.


“HAHAHAHA! PL-EAHEEHEEHEESE STAHAHAHAHAP! HEEEHAAAHAAA!” Elysia’s laughter was enchanting and beautiful, and if her begging accomplished anything, it was to encourage the two Vixens to continue.


Ely’s lower area was now being tormented by all four hands, as the two Vixens knelt down in front of her. Jera gently traced the tips of her claws around her tummy, while Fareel clutched at the sides of her waist, squeezing to her delight.


Ely’s wings were tightly pressed against her back, as she thrashed her head around, even less mobile than she had been with Matalyus.


Fareel continued to squeeze her sides, occasionally poking the area just below her navel, but Jera had stopped the light tracing, and slid her hands up to Ely’s chest. She used one claw and sliced at the cloth covering Elysia’s breasts and her top fell to the floor, revealing Ely’s perfect curves. Jera began to lightly wiggle her fingers on the sides of Ely’s breasts, making her squeal loudly amidst the hysterical laughter evoked by Fareel’s squeezing of her waist.


Fareel got an idea.

“This should make it morrrre fun.” she said, as she ran over to where Ely’s blindfold was. She quickly went back over to Ely, and put it on her.

“Good thinking Fareel...now she can’t see it coming.” Jera said, beaming with delight.


Jera got up and walked around quietly to behind Ely, as Fareel started to dig into her tummy. Suddenly, Jera wrapped her hands around Elysia’s underarms, so her fingertips were in the centre of her soft hollows, and she began squeezing to her own liking.


Ely shrieked from this even more loudly, and Fareel decided to abandon her stomach and begin to squeeze the sides of her ribs. Jera continued to mercilessly torment one of Ely’s armpits, and used her free hand to lightly flutter her fingers over her exposed breasts. Having her ribs, underarms, and breasts being ruthlessly tickled was too much for the ticklish topless angel.


“AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOOOO! PLEAHEEHEEHEEHEESE! NOT THERE HAHAHAHAHAHA! DONT TICKLE MEEEEHEEHEEHEEEHEE HAHAHAHAH!!!”


Ely had begun begging through her beautiful laughter again. The tickling was so intense, especially with four hands exploring her ticklish skin. The X position she was tightly bound in gave them full access to sexy half nude body, as they did what they pleased with her. A thin sheen of persipiration coated Ely’s body.


Jera had abandoned her underarms completely, and was now using both hands to lightly squeeze Ely’s breasts, while Fareel massaged each individual rib.


Suddenly, they heard a noise, and the two Vixens stopped instantly.


Ely didn’t know why they had stopped, but was thankful even for any slight pause. All four hands tormenting her body was tickly enough, but not being able to see it coming? It just enhanced her sense of touch, and made it worse. She did wonder why they had stopped though.


Suddenly, an arrow shot past Fareel, who leapt into the air instinctively, and Jera with lightning fast reflexes, tossed her whip forwards, and pulled, just as Fareel gracefully landed on her feet.


Caught up in the whip with her arms pinned to her sides, was a Valkyrie.


“Oooh! You’ve caught a Valkyrrrrrrie Jera. There are still some of them left, I see.”


The Valkyrie was straining her arms to get free of this whip which had trapped her like a lasso. She wore armour; A leather chestpiece covered by dark blue cloth, which covered her front and was held together by straps running across her back. She also wore a very short leather skirt, wrapped in the same blue cloth. On her back was a quiver of arrows, a small sword in a sheath at her waist, and her bow lay on the ground. She wore a black band around her forehead, with a dark blue gem in the center. She had raven black hair which ended an inch below her chin, and had dark brown eyes.


“My name is Shina. I’ve come to free the angel you’ve captured. You will release me immediately, or I will destroy you.” said the Valkyrie, sounding much more confident than she really was.

“You cannot fight the two of us, nor can you even move.” said Jera, and it was the truth. Shina was as helpless as Elysia. Ely had been listening, and was hopeful that somehow she would be saved.


Jera and Fareel chained Shina to the ground after a bit of struggling, in spread eagle position, with cuffs on her wrists and ankles.


“I’ll handle the Valkyrie Fareel, you continue with our little angel.” said Jera, as she crouched down beside Shina.


“Release me at once! Get these chains off of me!” Shina said, but Jera didn’t even respond. Jera removed all of her weapons, and slashed each strap of Shina’s chestpiece off, as well as her skirt and boots. Upon looking at Shina’s exposed body, one would see that she had a physique which could compete with that of even Elysia. Though she wasn’t as enchanting as an angel, her beauty was exquisite and magnificent. Her skin was without blemish, and her chest, stomach, and hips were perfectly shaped.


Shina’s harsh demands of release were quickly replaced with bubbly giggles, as Jera poked and tickled her all over her naked body.


“Can’t have her interfering with our work, can we?” Jera taunted.


It was when she heard laughter, that Ely had given up hope once more. Her self pity was short lived though, because Fareel had begun to unceasingly wiggle and prod her fingertips in Ely’s underarms. Now, two sexy and naked females were bound, and undergoing ruthless tickle torture by the Vixens.


Fareel had stepped behind Ely with her fingers curled into her armpits as Jera had done earlier, but her tail wrapped around Ely’s waist, and the tip of it was poking in and out of her navel. Ely was beside herself with laughter, while meanwhile Jera’s voice was heard.


“Oooh...will you look at her soft feet?”


After that, Ely heard hysterical uncontrollable laughter. Jera had extended her claws, and was lightly scratching the soles of Shina’s feet. She retracted the claws of one hand, and prodded the skin on Shina’s arch and heel, while the other foot was still being tortured by the light scraping of the tips of Jera’s claws.


“EEEEEEEK!!! N-N-NOOO!!! EEEEHEEHEE! NOT THE FEEEHEEEEE! PLEASE N HAHAHA-ANYWHERE BUT THERE!”

“HAHAHAHA!! N-NO MORE! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! STAHAHAHAHAP! PLEEHEEHEEHEE!”


Jera had now retracted her claws, and begun licking Shina’s feet with her rough tongue. She used her hands to pull Shina’s toes back, so she couldn’t wrinkle up her soles. This drove Shina insane, as she bucked around and arched her back off the ground.


Throughout all of this, Fareel had taken the entire X frame with Ely still on it, and moved it from a vertical position to a horizontal one on the ground, next to Shina. Ely liked this position even less, as being on her back made her feel even more vulnerable.


Once again, her thoughts were answered by the feeling of gentle scraping on the soles of her feet. Apparently, Fareel had got the idea from Jera, and decided to test out the ticklishness of Ely’s feet.


“Aww...look at her wiggle her perrrrfect little feet. Tickle tickle...” Fareel taunted, as she scribbled her fingers over Elysia’s soles.


Ely began to laugh more solidly, now unable to even beg. The scraping sensation on her soles was unbearable. Fareel tickled her heels, then slid her fingers between each one of Elysia’s toes, then began to tickle her arches and soles again.


Jera at this point had left Shina’s feet, and had begun to tickle her all over her perfectly formed torso. Shina was laughing hysterically, as Jera straddled her waist, and clutched at her sides. After a few moments of that, Jera raked her fingers down Shina’s front with one hand, and squeezed her ribs with the other. Her body was thrashing about violently, but she was unable to do anything to prevent the tickling.


Jera didn’t stop at one place. She’d tickle Shina’s underarms for a moment or two, then scrape down to her stomach where she’d prod for a while, then reach down to her feet, tickle her soles for a while, back up to her ribs; it was completely random, which made it even more unbearable for Artemis’s sexy disciple.


“Hey Fareel, why don’t we trrrrade positions?” asked Jera.

“Good idea...I haven’t had time to play with the Valkyrie yet.”


Shina was as thankful as Ely for another pause, but her relief became fear once again, as she saw Fareel kneel down next to her wiggling her fingers.


“N-no, please! Please don’t tickle me anymore! I surrender, no more!” begged Shina, but Fareel had already begun scribbling her fingertips in the warm flesh of Shina’s smooth underarms. Shina’s loud squealing and laughter made it only more inviting for Fareel, who started to flutter her fingers over Shina’s breasts, while squeezing her waist with the other hand.


Jera, had started to lick the toes on Ely’s right foot, while using all ten fingers to scrape and poke her left sole. Ely, still blindfolded, had no idea what was going to happen next, so Jera used this to her advantage. Quickly she jumped over to the side of Ely, and instantly started digging her fingers into Elysia’s silky underarms, evoking more heavenly laughter from the alluring angel.


Shina, on the other hand, was undergoing thorough scribblings and proddings of her stomach, ribs, and chest, while as Fareel began to lick the smooth skin on her underarms.


Jera had straddled Ely’s waist, and was simply scraping her fingers systematically up and down Ely’s underarms and sides, as her beautiful laughter poured out of her mouth.



Suddenly a loud rip was heard, and out of nowhere five Valkyries appeared with their bows drawn, arrows pointing directly at the two Vixens. One of the Valkyries spoke.


“Stop what you’re doing, put your whips aside, and kneel on the ground with your hands on your heads!”
 
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