Cassidy's Big Mistake Pt. 8
“Now now cutie you just lay back and relax…I’m gonna make you feel REAL
good!”
Heather replied as she licked her lips and leaned in towards Reya’s helpless
feet twirling the feather between her fingers.
“NNNNNNNNN!!!!! NNNNMMMPHHH!!!!!!!”
Reya screamed beneath her duct tape gag as she bounced her mummified
body up and down on the bed frantically until she bounced herself right off
the side of the bed and down on the floor with a thud.
“Wonderful.” Heather said with a sigh as she climbed down off the bed and
kneeled down next to a sobbing and very frustrated Reya,
“This is obviously not going to work, so bear with me here for a few minutes
Reya.”
Scooping her friend off the ground and tossing her back on the bed, Heather
then walked over to Reya’s dresser and began looking through drawers until
she pulled out a couple of pairs of pantyhose. Having found what she was
looking for Heather returned to the bed, removed the tape from Reya’s ankles
and knees and rolled the blankets wrapping her legs up to her knees. Almost
immediately Reya tried to roll off the bed and make a run for it, but being the
larger and stronger girl Heather was able to toss her back on the bed again and
quickly tie each of her ankles to the bedposts. Climbing up and straddling her
hips Heather then unwrapped her upper body and quickly pinned Reya’s left
arm beneath her leg and quickly tied her right wrist to the bedpost, her left
wrist then followed suit shortly after.
Climbing off the bed and taking a step back Heather admired her handiwork.
Reya, wearing only an oversized t-shirt, which was now bunched up around
her bellybutton, and her panties lay struggling on bed, tied spread eagle
with her own pantyhose. Glaring down at Heather with eyes full of hate,
Reya tried threatening her friend into releasing her, but nothing except a
small mumbled escaped her gag. With a sinister smile Heather climbed up
on the bed again, slowly crawling towards Reya like a cat about to devour
the canary.
“Ready for some more fun?” Heather asked her struggling friend.
“GRRRRNNNPHHH!!!!! NNNNNMMMPHHH!!!” Reya growled beneath her
gag.
Stopping between Reya’s spread legs Heather lowered her nose to Reya’s
panty covered mound and inhaled deeply.
“Pee-eew! You smell like cum girl!” She laughed sadistically.
Tears welled up in Reya’s eyes as her face burned red with humiliation.
“Awww don’t be sad little Reya” Heather cooed, “Here, let me cheer you up!”
Climbing up and again straddling Reya’s hips Heather pushed her t-shirt up
to her breasts, exposing Reya’s tanned, taught tummy and ribs. Licking her
lips Heather began to softly poke Reya’s sides, stopping briefly to wiggle her
finger at each rib.
“One little ribbie…” Heather sang with a giggle.
“NNNNNNNNN!!!” Reya shrieked, trying to bounce Heather off of her.
“Two little ribbies. Three little….oh fuck it!” Heather laughed as she began
scribbling all ten of her fingers up and down Reya’s exposed sides.
“NNNNNNNNNNNMMMPHHH!!!!!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
“Awwww is poor little Reya ticklish? Is Reya a ticklish little girl?” Heather
taunted.
“NNNNNNNNNMMM!!!!! PPLNNNNMMPHHHHHH!!!!!!”
Reya tried to beg beneath her gag but never succeeded as she would
fall back into hysterical muffled laughter. Looking up and making eye contact
Reya’s eyes were wide and pleading, desperately searching for an ounce of
mercy from her friend. Reya had no idea why Heather was doing this to
her but Heather’s tickling was an unbearable cruelty that she needed to end
as soon as possible before she began to feel that familiar tingle between her
legs again.
“Oh no sweetie” Heather said as if she could read Reya’s mind, “We’re not
stopping until those panties are soaked!”
After about twenty minutes of rib tickling Reya’s hips began to buck and
grind under Heather, but due to the intensity of the tickling she also began
to cough and wheeze beneath her gag.
“Dammit Reya…” Heather said as she ceased her tickling and climbed off
Reya.
Reaching down to remove the tape from Reya’s mouth Heather paused and
leaned in, whispering into her ear,
“I’m going to take your gag off Reya, but if you try making any noise above a
whisper the tape goes back on and I’ll tickler your feet for an hour, understand?”
Reya slowly nodded her head, her eyes filled with fear at the thought of her feet
being subjected to further torment. Wiping a few sweat soaked bangs from
Reya’s face, Heather removed the tape and pulled Reya’s socks from her mouth,
allowing her to gulp down deep breaths of fresh air. Silence filled the air for a
few minutes until Reya spoke, her exhausted voice a little more than a whisper.
“W-why? Why are you doing this to me?” Reya asked angrily, looking directly
into Heather’s eyes.
“Because I can.” Heather replied as she got up off the bed and walked over
to Reya’s closet.
“Well, are you going to let me go now you fucking pervert?” Reya growled as
she tugged at her bonds.
“At some point.” Heather replied as she fumbled through Reya’s closet.
“You know I’m going to kick the living shit out of you when you do right?”
Reya said defiantly.
“Doubt that.” Heather’s voice laughed from inside the closet.
“Heather c’mon now, this isn’t funny. You know I hate this so let me go
already.”
“Patience girl.” Heather replied.
“You get off on this shit don’t you? Fucking pervert…” Reya grumbled.
“So?” Heather replied, sticking her head out of the closet and smiling,
“What’s wrong with that? You did.”
“It’s not the same Heather!” Reya snapped back, “I can’t control that and
you know I hate being tickled you know it! You’re just being a bitch.”
Silence again filled the air as Heather continued combing through Reya’s
closet on a mission. After a few minutes Reya broke the silence.
“So….you’re gay now or what?”
“Why would you say that?”
“Really Heather? After everything you’ve done to me you’re going to play
stupid?” Reya replied annoyed.
“Okay okay” Heather answered laughing, “You got me. Ya I don’t know to be
honest. I think I’m at least bi though, I’m not sure yet though.”
“Well” Reya replied sternly, “I’m not gay, or bi, or even bi-curious understand?
So whatever you’re thinking about doing to me, and I’m sure it’s sick and
perverted, you better think again. Because if your tongue, fingers or any other
part of your body touches my pussy Heather I swear to God I will call the police.”
“Oh I doubt that…AH HA! There it is!” Heather said triumphantly as she emerged
from the closett with a small black box in her hands.
“What the fuck is that?” Reya replied confused.
“It’s the video camera I loaned you fucking months ago dummy. The one you
kept forgetting to give back. I’m actually happy you didn’t now…” Heather replied
smiling as she opened the box.
“W-what are you going to do with it?” Reya replied nervously.
“Duh, I’m going to use it to record every minute of our slumber party. We’re
really bonding now and I think we should capture this memory don’t you?” Heather
replied wickedly as she turned on the camera and began looking for a good place to
set it down.
“No! Don’t you dare Heather! Don’t you fucking dare! Put the camera up and
let me go right now or fuck Lucy I’ll scream loud enough to get the neighbors
over here!” Reya replied angrily as she again tested her bondage.
Frowning, Heather set the camera down and walked back over the bed.
Grabbing Reya’s socks again Heather balled them up and leaned down to
push them back into Reya’s mouth.
“Open wide now…” Heather replied as she grabbed Reya’s jaw and tried to
force her mouth open.
“N-no! Get the fuck away from me!” Reya growled through gritted teeth as
she shook her head back and forth.
Sighing in frustration Heather reached up and pinched Reya’s nose closed.
Reya’s eyes opened wide as she was forced to hold her breath and she
pleadingly stared up at her friend. After a few seconds the need for air
became too great and Reya opened her mouth to take a deep breath, as she
did Heather forced the socks in deeply.
“Noooommphhhh!” Reya cried.
“You always have to be difficult don’t you?” Heather said as she went back
to adjusting the camera.
“Grrrrrmmmmphh…” Reya growled beneath her socks as she continued to
stuggle against her pantyhose.
“Ooookay…I think that’s the best angle.” Heather said as she walked back
towards the bed, stopping at Reya’s dresser along the way, “Just one more
thing…”
Reaching around on the top drawer Heather pulled out a small pink vibrator.
Smiling she turned around and waved it back and forth for Reya to see.
“Well well well what do we have here?”
Reya’s face burned with embarrassment as she turned her head towards the
wall.
“Such a dirty little Reya, and you said I’m the pervert.” Heather teased, “You
know Reya even I don’t have one of these yet, I wonder what Cassidy would
think hmmm?”
Reya’s eyes popped open wide and she frantically shook her head no.
“Don’t worry cutie” Heather continued as she grabbed a pair of scissors
from Reya’s desk, “If you behave everything that happens here tonight
will stay a secret, a secret between friends. But if you keep being difficult
there’s always our little feature film…” Heather said as she pointed to the
camera.
“NNNNNNNNMPHH!! PLLLMMMPHH!!!” Reya pleaded beneath her gag.
That video would end her life as she knew it if it ever got out and Reya
silently swore to herself that she would not let that video leave her house.
“Relax” Heather chuckled as she climbed back on the bed, “Tonight’s your
night to be a movie star Reya. But first, let’s get you dressed for the part.”
Licking her lips Heather used the scissors and began cutting Reya’s t-shirt
from her body.
“NNNNNNN!!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!” Reya screamed beneath her
gag.
“Please. Like I haven’t seen you naked before.” Heather laughed.
Tears of frustration trickled down Reya’s cheeks as Heather removed her
shredded shirt, exposing Reya’s petite b-cup breasts.
“Still got those itsy-bitsy titties huh Reya?” Heather teased.
Reya’s face burned red with anger and embarrassment, her breasts were a
particularly sore subject with her and Heather knew it.
“And last but not least” Heather sang as she began cutting through Reya’s
cum stained panties.
Reya whimpered and closed her eyes as her panties were pulled from her
body.
“Hmmm…slacking off a bit down here huh?” Heather laughed as she ran her
fingers through the stubble surrounding Reya’s pussy.
Reya angrily cursed at Heather through her gag.
“Haha don’t worry Chica” Heather teased as she got up and walked out
of the room, returning a few seconds later with a can of shaving cream and
Reya’s razor.
“NNNNNNNNMMMPHH!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! NNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
Reya screamed beneath her gag, shaking her head no violently.
“Now keep still, I don’t want to cut your pretty little pussy Reya” Heather
said as she squirted some shaving cream on her hands and began to lather
up Reya’s pubic region.
Reya began to sob loudly behind her gag, the humiliation she was being forced
to endure tonight was finally getting to the normally strong young woman.
Reya closed her eyes and tried to let her mind wander as she felt the cool touch
of her razor scraping away her stubble. After a few minutes Heather returned
the shaving cream and razor to the bathroom and returned with a damp hand
towel that she used to wipe the area clean.
“Ooooh yummy!” Heather said licking her lips as she stared down at Reya’s
freshly shaved pussy.
The switch inside Heather was flipped once again as she grabbed Reya’s cum
stained panties and, smiling wickedly, grabbed her jaw and forced the panties
in behind the socks, making Reya gag as she tasted her own cum. Without
saying a word Heather then tore a length of Reya’s shirt and tied it around her
head to make sure she couldn’t spit her gag out. Staring down at Reya’s
trembling, bound nude body Heather felt the rush of lust wash over her as
she grabbed the feather again, pressed record on the video camera and began to
lightly twirl it around Reya’s exposed nipples.
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNMMMMPHHHH!!!!!!” Reya cried beneath her
gag as she squirmed, desperate to avoid Heather’s teasing feather.
“Awww you don’t like that?” Heather said with a sadistic grin, “Well how about
here instead?”
Heather then dipped the feather into Reya’s bellybutton and twirled it around
quickly. Reya’s eyes almost popped out of her head as she bucked her back up off
the bed and began to thrash like a possessed woman.
“MMMMMMNNNNNN!!!!! NNMMMMMPHHH!!! PLLMNNPHHHH!!!!!”
“Ooohhh looks like we have a hot spot here huh?” Heather taunted as she
twirled her feather faster and faster.
Reya was in her own personal hell as she laughed hysterically into her panties.
Her bellybutton was her WORST spot, even worse than her feet, and the secret
was out now as Heather exploited its ticklishness.
“Cootchie cootchi coo little Reya.” Heather teased as she felt herself becoming
lost in Reya’s torment.
Tears began to pour down Reya’s face as the bellybutton tickling persisted.
Bucking and struggling as hard as she could Reya could not make it stop and
in the fleeting moments of her torment she looked up at Heather and a chill
would run down her spine, subdued only by the ticklish sensations in her
bellybutton, as Heather smiled back at her, her smile crazed and borderline
psychotic as she delighted in the perverse pleasure of torturing her friend.
Then, without warning and like a lioness pouncing for a kill, Heather jumped
up and straddled Reya’s hips and began scribbling her nails furiously in her
armpits, across her breasts and sensitive nipples, over her ribs and tummy
and back to her armpits again. Never staying in one spot too long Heather
danced her wicked fingers randomly, not allowing Reya to get used to any
pattern.
Reya fought her bondage like a mad woman; bucking, thrashing and pulling
frantically at her binds, trying with every fiber of her being to free herself
from the maddening torment. Reya’s frantic, hysterical laugh becoming crazed
as her saliva soaked panties began dripping down her throat, allowing Reya
another taste of her cum. Her frenzied laughter taking its toll on her voice
Reya soon fell into silent laughter, her tears and sweat soaking her pillow and
bedspread as she felt herself lose control of her bladder as well, vaguely hearing
Heather’s laughter as her bedspread was soaked with her urine.
But the tickling continued without stop or hesitation and Heather watched
with perverse delight as Reya’s face turned bright red and her upper body
a light shade of pink from her scribbling nails. All sense of time was lost, Reya
was lost in her torment and Heather lost in the lust of tormenting her friend.
Eventually Reya’s body became too tired to struggle or laugh and she lay there
helplessly and sobbed as Heather’s nails danced in the smooth hollows of her
armpits.
When Heather finally ceased her torturous tickling Reya had been subjected to
almost a full hour of nonstop torture and was on the verge of passing out.
Not wanting to have to revive her friend Heather climbed off Reya and looked
between her legs. The smell of urine was in the air but it was mingling with
another potent scent: the smell of sex. Reya’s shaved pussy glistened in the light
and judging by the size of the puddle that she lay in Heather reasoned that she
had had more than one orgasm during her tickling.
“Well that was fun, wasn’t it Reya?” Heather asked as she wiped Reya’s sweat
soaked hair from her face.
Reya didn’t speak, didn’t even try to, and just stared at the ceiling. Embarassed
and humiliated more than she had ever been before in her life Reya felt fresh tears
fall down her red cheeks as the realization that she had been forced to cum not
once, not twice, but seven times for her best friend and was forced to do it while
enduring the most intense tickling of her life.
“Aww don’t cry sweetie, we’re almost done.” Heather laughed as she planted a
kiss on Reya’s forehead, savoring the salty taste of her sweat.
Reya only whimpered weakly as she watched Heather crawl down between her
legs to her helpless bare feet.
“Your feet are so yummy baby!” Heather said as she planted a kiss on Reya’s
big toe, eliciting a whimpering moan from her exhausted friend.
“But I shouldn’t have all the fun though right? And since I’m such a good
friend I’m going to help you out a little okay cutie?” Heather said as she
inserted Reya’s vibrator into her still wet pussy, causing Reya to begin
sobbing uncontrollably as she realized her torment wasn’t over just yet.
“Here we go!” Heather sang as she turned the vibrator on high and picked
up her feather again and began to stroke Reya’s helpless left sole from toe
to heel, occasionally stopping to concentrate on the arch before returning
to long, torturous strokes once more. Reya began to laugh again, weakly
this time as she was now completely exhausted, mentally and physically.
After a few minutes Reya fell into pitiful sobbing once more, unable to
laugh or even wiggle in her bondage. Undeterred by her friends crying
Heather continued to feather her helpless bare feet, a smile forming on
her face as Reya’s sobs began to turn to moans. Looking up Heather watched
as Reya began to grind and buck her hips, slowly at first but then began to
pick up speed as her orgasm began to pick up speed. Her mouth practically
drooling at the sight before her Heather dropped her feather, reached up
and removed the vibrator from Reya’s dripping pussy, causing Reya to whimper
in frustration, and began to lap and lick at Reya’s pussy herself. Although she
had never performed oral sex on another girl before, Heather licked, sucked
and nibbled Reya’s trembling pussy with the skilled of a seasoned lesbian and
was greeted by a flood of pussy juice as Reya came hard, squirting all over
Heather’s face. Continuing to lick Reya’s pussy to three more orgasms, Heather
only stopped when she realized that Reya had fainted, her exhausted body finally
giving out.
Standing up Heather took in the sight before her; Reya laid tied spread eagle,
covered in sweat, in a large puddle of cum and piss, an angelic, peaceful look on
her sleeping face. As she stared at the sleeping body of her tormented friend
Heather felt a slight feeling of guilt for what she had done. Silently she untied
Reya and removed the soiled bedspread and sheets from the bed. Grabbing a
fresh bedspread and blanket from the closet Heather also pulled a clean t-shirt
and pair of pajama bottoms from Reya’s dresser and dressed her unconscious
friend.
Laying Reya on the clean bedspread Heather tucked her friend in and then eyed
the camcorder still recording on the desk. Turning off the camera Heather removed
the memory card and climbed into bed next to Reya, snuggling close to her. As she
brushed a lock of hair from her face Reya stirred slowly and, without opening her
eyes, mumbled weakly,
“H-heather….p-p-please..p-please don’t, don’t ever tell anyone…don’t ever….
tell…p-pl…” Reya mumbled before sleep claimed her once again.
Looking down at the memory card in her hand Heather smiled.
“I promise Reya. I won’t tell anyone, ever Reya.”
“Reya?”
“REYA!”
Reya’s eyes slowly fluttered open and she squinted to adjust to the light.
As she looked up she saw Cassidy’s smiling face and her eyes opened wide
in fear.
“Rise and shine sleepy head!” Cassidy sang as she put the smelling salts
back in a drawer, “I guess I was a little rough on you huh?”
Disoriented Reya’s head shook back and forth, her eyes darting all over
as her memories came flooding back. She remembered being abducted
by Cassie and that psycho bitch Heather. She was in Heather’s creepy
dungeon where Cassidy and Heather had been tormenting her and she
remembered that Detective showing up and Heather leaving her in the
small, innocent hands of….Cassidy. Reya began to panic and struggle
as Cassidy approached her, she wanted Cassidy to stay as far away from
her as possible. The tickling that Cassidy had subjected her to was ten
times worse than anything Heather had ever done to her and Reya
was desperate to make sure that it didn’t happen again.
“NMMMMMM!!! MMNNNPHHH!!!! NMMMMMM!!!” Reya screamed
into her ball gag, shaking her head from side to side.
“I can’t understand a word you’re saying my little Reya. Here, let me
get that big ol’ ball out of your little mouth for you. Mistress never said
that I couldn’t take it out, and I absolutely LOVE hearing your cute little
laugh.”
Reaching down Cassidy removed the gag, planting another kiss on Reya’s
cheek as she did so. As soon as the gag left her lips Reya began to beg and
plead all over again.
“C-CASSIDY PLEASE!! PLEASE YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO!! THIS IS INSANE
YOU HAVE TO REALIZE THAT, WHAT HEATHER IS DOING IS CRAZY!! DON’T
LET HER DO THIS TO US!! I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE OF THIS I CAN’T!! YOU
KNOW I CAN’T STAND BEING TICKLED, YOU KNOW I HATE IT!!! PLEASE
CASSIDY LET ME GO, PLEASE LET ME GO!!! PLE….MMMMPHHH!!!”
Ignoring her friends pleas Cassidy smiled as she bent down and kissed
Reya deeply. Reya’s eyes popped open wide in surprise and she tried
to turn her head but Cassidy then cupped her face and kissed her harder,
probing her mouth with her tongue. The kiss seemed to last an eternity
and when Cassidy finally ended it, a small string of saliva connecting the
two until it broke and fell to Reya’s chin, Reya was breathless and stared
into Cassidy’s sparkling blue eyes.
“W-why Cassie? Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were
friends…” Reya whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes as her conflicting
emotions began to clash. Cassidy was an incredibly beautiful girl and Reya
had even started to develop a crush on her a few months before Heather
had kidnapped her, but here, like this, this wasn’t how Reya wanted it, if
she even really wanted it at all.
Wiping a tear from her friend’s face Cassidy leaned in and gave Reya
another small peck on the lips before answering her question.
“Because” Cassidy began, “This is a better life Reya. Heather is so
beautiful and strong, she’ll take care of us. She always has. And she’s rich!
We’ll never want for anything here, no bills, no debt, nothing. We’ve always
been together Reya, all three of us, doesn’t this make sense? For us to stay
together always, to server and please Heather in return for her security and
love?”
As she went on Reya found herserlf becoming increasingly drawn to the petite
young beauty. Was she right? Was this the better life? A life with Cassidy and
Heather? A life to explore whatever…feelings…she may have for Cassidy? Reya
found herself slowly becoming accepting of Cassidy’s viewpoint, slowly falling
for….No! No this isn’t right! Reya thought to herself, shaking her head. As she
looked up at Cassidy again it dawned on her why Heather had left Cassidy to
“entertain” her. Heather knew that Reya would continue to fight her and that
Cassidy could manipulate Reya, slowly start to work on her mind, slowly start
to bring her under the same spell that Cassidy was seemingly under.
“Think about it Reya…” Cassidy continued.
“NO!” Reya roared, cutting off Cassidy and startling her with her tone,
“YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW YOU SICK TWISTED BITCH!”
“R-Reya?” Cassidy replied, shocked. Reya had NEVER talked to her like that
before. Ever.
“YOU’RE JUST AS CRAZY AS HEATHER IS! YOU’RE NOT EVEN CASSIDY ANYMORE,
YOU’RE JUST SOME SICK, PERVERTED PSYCHO NOW BRAINWASHED BY THAT
QUEEN BITCH UPSTAIRS!! AND I SWEAR THAT IF I EVER GET OFF OF THIS TABLE
CASS I WILL BEAT YOU UNTIL YOU’RE BACK TO YOUR OLD SELF!! AND I SWEAR
TO GOD CASS THAT THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY ONCE I GET FREE! DO YOU
UNDERSTAND ME YOU FUCKED UP BLONDE BIMBO!?? BOTH OF YOU, I AM
GOING TO FUCK YOU BOTH UP SO BAD THAT YOU’LL BE UNRECOGNIZABLE!
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, OR WHAT YOU SOUND LIKE YOU. ARE.
NOT. CASSIDY!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE NOT THE …..MMMMMMPPHHHHHH!!!!!”
“Mistress was right, you talk too fucking much…” Cassidy said as she shoved
the ball gag back into Reya’s mouth, buckling it tightly.
“The Cassidy you knew was a confused, timid, lost little girl Reya” Cassidy
continued, “But look at me now Reya!! Look at me now you ticklish bitch!!”
Cassidy laughed as she began scribbling her fingers in Reya’s ticklish armpits.
“MMMMNNNPHHH!!!! NNMMMPHHHH!!! NNMMMMMMM!!!!! NNNNNNNNNN!!”
Reya screamed into her gag as she began to buck and thrash in her bondage, laughing
hysterically.
“That’s right Reya laugh for me!! Cootchie cootchie coo Reya! LAUGH FOR ME!!!”
Reya struggled as hard as she could against the leather straps holding her down.
Cassidy’s fingers ticked WAAY more than Heather’s ever did and Reya would’ve
given her soul to make the torture stop. Hysterical laughter poured into her gag
as Reya tried to find the words to beg for mercy, to apologize, to do anything that
would stop the tickling. Tears streamed down her face as she slammed her head
into the padded table, trying to knock herself out.
“That isn’t going to work Reya” Cassidy coldly whispered into her ear, “I should
know…I tried it too.”
“Does this tickle Reya? Are you a ticklish little girl? Say it! Say I’m a ticklish little
girl!” Cassidy demanded as she reached up and pulled the ball gag out of Reya’s
mouth.
“AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHPLEAHHAHAHAHHCASSAHAHAHAHHHAPLEAAHAHANOOOAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAPLEAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAPORFAVOR
HAAHAHAHAHHANOMASAHAHAHAHAHHAHANOMAAHASSAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA”
“SAY IT BITCH!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAOKAYAHAHAHAHAHHOKAYOKAYAYAHAHAHAHAHI’MHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHI’MATICKLISHAHAHAHAHHATICKLISHLITTLEHAHAHGIRLHAHAHAHAHI’M
ATICKLISHLITTLEHAHAHAHGIRLHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEAAHAHAHSTAAPAHHAHA
PLEAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“That’s better!” Cassidy said as she stopped her assault on Reya’s armpits.
“T-THANK YOU! *SOB* T-THANK YOU!! *SOB* *SOB* P-PLEASE NO MORE!
*SOB* PLEASE P-PLEASE D-DON’T TICKLE ME ANYMORE!” Reya begged as she
bawled.
“Now then” Cassidy began as she started lightly dragging her fingernail over
Reya’s exposed tummy, not enough to induce hysterical laughter, but enough
to make Reya giggle,
“What are you little Reya? Tell me?”
“I-I don’t *giggle* understand…”
“Yes you do.” Cassidy replied as she dipped her finger into Reya’s bellybutton,
“Tell me.”
“*GIGGLE* O-okay! *giggle* Okay! I’m-I’m a *giggle* slave! I’m a slave!”
“And who do you belong to little slave?”
“Y-you! *giggle* I-I belong to you! P-please! *giggle* Please stahahap!”
“So close Reya, so close. Try again.”
“W-wha? *giggle* I *giggle* I d-don’t understand haha..”
“Yes you do! Now tell me, who do you belong to! Who is the Mistress here!?”
“*snort* *giggle* N-no! No I-I won’t say it! Hehe…n-never!”
“Say it Reya! Say it or it’s your feet again!” Cassidy threatened as she moved
down to Reya’s helpless bare feet.
“N-no! Y-you won’t make me! B-both of you can go straight to hell!” Reya
barked, her will returning.
“Fine! I warned you bitch!” Cassidy replied angrily.
As her nails made contact with Reya’s soft soles a loud clapping noise startled
both girls. Looking up Cassidy saw Heather leaning against the doorframe with
a large smile across her face. Elated, Cassidy ran to Heather, throwing her arms
around her and kissing her hard, Reya closed her eyes and whimpered softly.
“Mistress you’re back!” Cassidy chirped.
“Easy princess.” Heather replied smiling.
“So” Heather continued, taking Cassidy’s hand and leading her back into the
room, the door closing behind them automatically, “Did you have fun with our
little Chica while I was gone?”
“Oh yes Mistress! Oh yes!”
“Well you’ve been at it for about three hours now, tell me…how many times did
you get our little Reya here to cum?” Heather asked, smiling at Reya.
“None Mistress.” Cassidy replied, dejected.
“Haha it’s okay Princess, you’ll learn. It takes skill to get hot sauce from this little
taco…right Reya?”
“Just fucking die already bitch..” Reya muttered, refusing to make eye contact.
“But I noticed how far you were able to break Chica here down Princess and I am
very, VERY proud of you.” Heather said kissing Cassidy deeply.
“Thank you Mistress!” Cassidy beamed, breathless.
“But here, sit back and I’ll show you how to REALLY break someone” Heather continued,
“In fact, why don’t you watch a little movie while I work Princess…” Heather said pulling
out a small remote and pressing a button, a large flat screen TV descended from the ceiling.
Pressing another button the screen came alive and Reya’s jaw dropped.
“Oh my god…” Cassidy mouthed, her eyes wide with shock.
Looking at the screen Reya watched herself being tortured and forced to orgasm, her bottom
lip began to tremble as the memory of that night returned.
“Y-you sick...sick…b-bitch…” Reya stuttered.
“Enjoy the movie Cass, Rey and I have some catching up to do…”
“N-no! S-stay away from me Heather! I-I-I mean it! Stay away!
I don’t want to do this anymore! Just stay away an….MMMNNPH!!”
Heather silenced Reya by shoving her panties deep in her mouth
and sealing them in with three strips of duct tape.
“Just like old times huh Reya?” Heather teased sadistically.
“Nnnnnnnmmm!! Plllnnnnmmmphh!! Pllmnnnnphh!!!”
“If you thought that night was bad” Heather whispered in Reya’s
ear, “Then you’ve only experienced the tip of my iceberg Reya.
Ready for the rest?”
“Nnnnnnn! NNNNNNNNNNNMMM!!!” Reya pleaded, shaking her
head no as her body shook.
“Oh Mistress” Cassidy interrupted.
“Yes Princess?”
“What happened to that police lady?”
“Funny you should ask Cass.” Heather said as she looked over at
her slave and smiled, “I think we have another addition to our little
list.”
“REALLY!??” Cassidy responded, excited.
“Oh yes…but let’s not get ahead of ourselves slave. Little Reya
needs our full attention right now. Now then…what was it you refused
to say earlier Reya?”
Heather asked as she looked down coldy at Reya’s tremdling body.
As Heather reached for the baby oil, Reya began to cry hysterically…
“Now now cutie you just lay back and relax…I’m gonna make you feel REAL
good!”
Heather replied as she licked her lips and leaned in towards Reya’s helpless
feet twirling the feather between her fingers.
“NNNNNNNNN!!!!! NNNNMMMPHHH!!!!!!!”
Reya screamed beneath her duct tape gag as she bounced her mummified
body up and down on the bed frantically until she bounced herself right off
the side of the bed and down on the floor with a thud.
“Wonderful.” Heather said with a sigh as she climbed down off the bed and
kneeled down next to a sobbing and very frustrated Reya,
“This is obviously not going to work, so bear with me here for a few minutes
Reya.”
Scooping her friend off the ground and tossing her back on the bed, Heather
then walked over to Reya’s dresser and began looking through drawers until
she pulled out a couple of pairs of pantyhose. Having found what she was
looking for Heather returned to the bed, removed the tape from Reya’s ankles
and knees and rolled the blankets wrapping her legs up to her knees. Almost
immediately Reya tried to roll off the bed and make a run for it, but being the
larger and stronger girl Heather was able to toss her back on the bed again and
quickly tie each of her ankles to the bedposts. Climbing up and straddling her
hips Heather then unwrapped her upper body and quickly pinned Reya’s left
arm beneath her leg and quickly tied her right wrist to the bedpost, her left
wrist then followed suit shortly after.
Climbing off the bed and taking a step back Heather admired her handiwork.
Reya, wearing only an oversized t-shirt, which was now bunched up around
her bellybutton, and her panties lay struggling on bed, tied spread eagle
with her own pantyhose. Glaring down at Heather with eyes full of hate,
Reya tried threatening her friend into releasing her, but nothing except a
small mumbled escaped her gag. With a sinister smile Heather climbed up
on the bed again, slowly crawling towards Reya like a cat about to devour
the canary.
“Ready for some more fun?” Heather asked her struggling friend.
“GRRRRNNNPHHH!!!!! NNNNNMMMPHHH!!!” Reya growled beneath her
gag.
Stopping between Reya’s spread legs Heather lowered her nose to Reya’s
panty covered mound and inhaled deeply.
“Pee-eew! You smell like cum girl!” She laughed sadistically.
Tears welled up in Reya’s eyes as her face burned red with humiliation.
“Awww don’t be sad little Reya” Heather cooed, “Here, let me cheer you up!”
Climbing up and again straddling Reya’s hips Heather pushed her t-shirt up
to her breasts, exposing Reya’s tanned, taught tummy and ribs. Licking her
lips Heather began to softly poke Reya’s sides, stopping briefly to wiggle her
finger at each rib.
“One little ribbie…” Heather sang with a giggle.
“NNNNNNNNN!!!” Reya shrieked, trying to bounce Heather off of her.
“Two little ribbies. Three little….oh fuck it!” Heather laughed as she began
scribbling all ten of her fingers up and down Reya’s exposed sides.
“NNNNNNNNNNNMMMPHHH!!!!!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
“Awwww is poor little Reya ticklish? Is Reya a ticklish little girl?” Heather
taunted.
“NNNNNNNNNMMM!!!!! PPLNNNNMMPHHHHHH!!!!!!”
Reya tried to beg beneath her gag but never succeeded as she would
fall back into hysterical muffled laughter. Looking up and making eye contact
Reya’s eyes were wide and pleading, desperately searching for an ounce of
mercy from her friend. Reya had no idea why Heather was doing this to
her but Heather’s tickling was an unbearable cruelty that she needed to end
as soon as possible before she began to feel that familiar tingle between her
legs again.
“Oh no sweetie” Heather said as if she could read Reya’s mind, “We’re not
stopping until those panties are soaked!”
After about twenty minutes of rib tickling Reya’s hips began to buck and
grind under Heather, but due to the intensity of the tickling she also began
to cough and wheeze beneath her gag.
“Dammit Reya…” Heather said as she ceased her tickling and climbed off
Reya.
Reaching down to remove the tape from Reya’s mouth Heather paused and
leaned in, whispering into her ear,
“I’m going to take your gag off Reya, but if you try making any noise above a
whisper the tape goes back on and I’ll tickler your feet for an hour, understand?”
Reya slowly nodded her head, her eyes filled with fear at the thought of her feet
being subjected to further torment. Wiping a few sweat soaked bangs from
Reya’s face, Heather removed the tape and pulled Reya’s socks from her mouth,
allowing her to gulp down deep breaths of fresh air. Silence filled the air for a
few minutes until Reya spoke, her exhausted voice a little more than a whisper.
“W-why? Why are you doing this to me?” Reya asked angrily, looking directly
into Heather’s eyes.
“Because I can.” Heather replied as she got up off the bed and walked over
to Reya’s closet.
“Well, are you going to let me go now you fucking pervert?” Reya growled as
she tugged at her bonds.
“At some point.” Heather replied as she fumbled through Reya’s closet.
“You know I’m going to kick the living shit out of you when you do right?”
Reya said defiantly.
“Doubt that.” Heather’s voice laughed from inside the closet.
“Heather c’mon now, this isn’t funny. You know I hate this so let me go
already.”
“Patience girl.” Heather replied.
“You get off on this shit don’t you? Fucking pervert…” Reya grumbled.
“So?” Heather replied, sticking her head out of the closet and smiling,
“What’s wrong with that? You did.”
“It’s not the same Heather!” Reya snapped back, “I can’t control that and
you know I hate being tickled you know it! You’re just being a bitch.”
Silence again filled the air as Heather continued combing through Reya’s
closet on a mission. After a few minutes Reya broke the silence.
“So….you’re gay now or what?”
“Why would you say that?”
“Really Heather? After everything you’ve done to me you’re going to play
stupid?” Reya replied annoyed.
“Okay okay” Heather answered laughing, “You got me. Ya I don’t know to be
honest. I think I’m at least bi though, I’m not sure yet though.”
“Well” Reya replied sternly, “I’m not gay, or bi, or even bi-curious understand?
So whatever you’re thinking about doing to me, and I’m sure it’s sick and
perverted, you better think again. Because if your tongue, fingers or any other
part of your body touches my pussy Heather I swear to God I will call the police.”
“Oh I doubt that…AH HA! There it is!” Heather said triumphantly as she emerged
from the closett with a small black box in her hands.
“What the fuck is that?” Reya replied confused.
“It’s the video camera I loaned you fucking months ago dummy. The one you
kept forgetting to give back. I’m actually happy you didn’t now…” Heather replied
smiling as she opened the box.
“W-what are you going to do with it?” Reya replied nervously.
“Duh, I’m going to use it to record every minute of our slumber party. We’re
really bonding now and I think we should capture this memory don’t you?” Heather
replied wickedly as she turned on the camera and began looking for a good place to
set it down.
“No! Don’t you dare Heather! Don’t you fucking dare! Put the camera up and
let me go right now or fuck Lucy I’ll scream loud enough to get the neighbors
over here!” Reya replied angrily as she again tested her bondage.
Frowning, Heather set the camera down and walked back over the bed.
Grabbing Reya’s socks again Heather balled them up and leaned down to
push them back into Reya’s mouth.
“Open wide now…” Heather replied as she grabbed Reya’s jaw and tried to
force her mouth open.
“N-no! Get the fuck away from me!” Reya growled through gritted teeth as
she shook her head back and forth.
Sighing in frustration Heather reached up and pinched Reya’s nose closed.
Reya’s eyes opened wide as she was forced to hold her breath and she
pleadingly stared up at her friend. After a few seconds the need for air
became too great and Reya opened her mouth to take a deep breath, as she
did Heather forced the socks in deeply.
“Noooommphhhh!” Reya cried.
“You always have to be difficult don’t you?” Heather said as she went back
to adjusting the camera.
“Grrrrrmmmmphh…” Reya growled beneath her socks as she continued to
stuggle against her pantyhose.
“Ooookay…I think that’s the best angle.” Heather said as she walked back
towards the bed, stopping at Reya’s dresser along the way, “Just one more
thing…”
Reaching around on the top drawer Heather pulled out a small pink vibrator.
Smiling she turned around and waved it back and forth for Reya to see.
“Well well well what do we have here?”
Reya’s face burned with embarrassment as she turned her head towards the
wall.
“Such a dirty little Reya, and you said I’m the pervert.” Heather teased, “You
know Reya even I don’t have one of these yet, I wonder what Cassidy would
think hmmm?”
Reya’s eyes popped open wide and she frantically shook her head no.
“Don’t worry cutie” Heather continued as she grabbed a pair of scissors
from Reya’s desk, “If you behave everything that happens here tonight
will stay a secret, a secret between friends. But if you keep being difficult
there’s always our little feature film…” Heather said as she pointed to the
camera.
“NNNNNNNNMPHH!! PLLLMMMPHH!!!” Reya pleaded beneath her gag.
That video would end her life as she knew it if it ever got out and Reya
silently swore to herself that she would not let that video leave her house.
“Relax” Heather chuckled as she climbed back on the bed, “Tonight’s your
night to be a movie star Reya. But first, let’s get you dressed for the part.”
Licking her lips Heather used the scissors and began cutting Reya’s t-shirt
from her body.
“NNNNNNN!!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!” Reya screamed beneath her
gag.
“Please. Like I haven’t seen you naked before.” Heather laughed.
Tears of frustration trickled down Reya’s cheeks as Heather removed her
shredded shirt, exposing Reya’s petite b-cup breasts.
“Still got those itsy-bitsy titties huh Reya?” Heather teased.
Reya’s face burned red with anger and embarrassment, her breasts were a
particularly sore subject with her and Heather knew it.
“And last but not least” Heather sang as she began cutting through Reya’s
cum stained panties.
Reya whimpered and closed her eyes as her panties were pulled from her
body.
“Hmmm…slacking off a bit down here huh?” Heather laughed as she ran her
fingers through the stubble surrounding Reya’s pussy.
Reya angrily cursed at Heather through her gag.
“Haha don’t worry Chica” Heather teased as she got up and walked out
of the room, returning a few seconds later with a can of shaving cream and
Reya’s razor.
“NNNNNNNNMMMPHH!!! NNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!! NNNNNNNNNN!!!!!”
Reya screamed beneath her gag, shaking her head no violently.
“Now keep still, I don’t want to cut your pretty little pussy Reya” Heather
said as she squirted some shaving cream on her hands and began to lather
up Reya’s pubic region.
Reya began to sob loudly behind her gag, the humiliation she was being forced
to endure tonight was finally getting to the normally strong young woman.
Reya closed her eyes and tried to let her mind wander as she felt the cool touch
of her razor scraping away her stubble. After a few minutes Heather returned
the shaving cream and razor to the bathroom and returned with a damp hand
towel that she used to wipe the area clean.
“Ooooh yummy!” Heather said licking her lips as she stared down at Reya’s
freshly shaved pussy.
The switch inside Heather was flipped once again as she grabbed Reya’s cum
stained panties and, smiling wickedly, grabbed her jaw and forced the panties
in behind the socks, making Reya gag as she tasted her own cum. Without
saying a word Heather then tore a length of Reya’s shirt and tied it around her
head to make sure she couldn’t spit her gag out. Staring down at Reya’s
trembling, bound nude body Heather felt the rush of lust wash over her as
she grabbed the feather again, pressed record on the video camera and began to
lightly twirl it around Reya’s exposed nipples.
“NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNMMMMPHHHH!!!!!!” Reya cried beneath her
gag as she squirmed, desperate to avoid Heather’s teasing feather.
“Awww you don’t like that?” Heather said with a sadistic grin, “Well how about
here instead?”
Heather then dipped the feather into Reya’s bellybutton and twirled it around
quickly. Reya’s eyes almost popped out of her head as she bucked her back up off
the bed and began to thrash like a possessed woman.
“MMMMMMNNNNNN!!!!! NNMMMMMPHHH!!! PLLMNNPHHHH!!!!!”
“Ooohhh looks like we have a hot spot here huh?” Heather taunted as she
twirled her feather faster and faster.
Reya was in her own personal hell as she laughed hysterically into her panties.
Her bellybutton was her WORST spot, even worse than her feet, and the secret
was out now as Heather exploited its ticklishness.
“Cootchie cootchi coo little Reya.” Heather teased as she felt herself becoming
lost in Reya’s torment.
Tears began to pour down Reya’s face as the bellybutton tickling persisted.
Bucking and struggling as hard as she could Reya could not make it stop and
in the fleeting moments of her torment she looked up at Heather and a chill
would run down her spine, subdued only by the ticklish sensations in her
bellybutton, as Heather smiled back at her, her smile crazed and borderline
psychotic as she delighted in the perverse pleasure of torturing her friend.
Then, without warning and like a lioness pouncing for a kill, Heather jumped
up and straddled Reya’s hips and began scribbling her nails furiously in her
armpits, across her breasts and sensitive nipples, over her ribs and tummy
and back to her armpits again. Never staying in one spot too long Heather
danced her wicked fingers randomly, not allowing Reya to get used to any
pattern.
Reya fought her bondage like a mad woman; bucking, thrashing and pulling
frantically at her binds, trying with every fiber of her being to free herself
from the maddening torment. Reya’s frantic, hysterical laugh becoming crazed
as her saliva soaked panties began dripping down her throat, allowing Reya
another taste of her cum. Her frenzied laughter taking its toll on her voice
Reya soon fell into silent laughter, her tears and sweat soaking her pillow and
bedspread as she felt herself lose control of her bladder as well, vaguely hearing
Heather’s laughter as her bedspread was soaked with her urine.
But the tickling continued without stop or hesitation and Heather watched
with perverse delight as Reya’s face turned bright red and her upper body
a light shade of pink from her scribbling nails. All sense of time was lost, Reya
was lost in her torment and Heather lost in the lust of tormenting her friend.
Eventually Reya’s body became too tired to struggle or laugh and she lay there
helplessly and sobbed as Heather’s nails danced in the smooth hollows of her
armpits.
When Heather finally ceased her torturous tickling Reya had been subjected to
almost a full hour of nonstop torture and was on the verge of passing out.
Not wanting to have to revive her friend Heather climbed off Reya and looked
between her legs. The smell of urine was in the air but it was mingling with
another potent scent: the smell of sex. Reya’s shaved pussy glistened in the light
and judging by the size of the puddle that she lay in Heather reasoned that she
had had more than one orgasm during her tickling.
“Well that was fun, wasn’t it Reya?” Heather asked as she wiped Reya’s sweat
soaked hair from her face.
Reya didn’t speak, didn’t even try to, and just stared at the ceiling. Embarassed
and humiliated more than she had ever been before in her life Reya felt fresh tears
fall down her red cheeks as the realization that she had been forced to cum not
once, not twice, but seven times for her best friend and was forced to do it while
enduring the most intense tickling of her life.
“Aww don’t cry sweetie, we’re almost done.” Heather laughed as she planted a
kiss on Reya’s forehead, savoring the salty taste of her sweat.
Reya only whimpered weakly as she watched Heather crawl down between her
legs to her helpless bare feet.
“Your feet are so yummy baby!” Heather said as she planted a kiss on Reya’s
big toe, eliciting a whimpering moan from her exhausted friend.
“But I shouldn’t have all the fun though right? And since I’m such a good
friend I’m going to help you out a little okay cutie?” Heather said as she
inserted Reya’s vibrator into her still wet pussy, causing Reya to begin
sobbing uncontrollably as she realized her torment wasn’t over just yet.
“Here we go!” Heather sang as she turned the vibrator on high and picked
up her feather again and began to stroke Reya’s helpless left sole from toe
to heel, occasionally stopping to concentrate on the arch before returning
to long, torturous strokes once more. Reya began to laugh again, weakly
this time as she was now completely exhausted, mentally and physically.
After a few minutes Reya fell into pitiful sobbing once more, unable to
laugh or even wiggle in her bondage. Undeterred by her friends crying
Heather continued to feather her helpless bare feet, a smile forming on
her face as Reya’s sobs began to turn to moans. Looking up Heather watched
as Reya began to grind and buck her hips, slowly at first but then began to
pick up speed as her orgasm began to pick up speed. Her mouth practically
drooling at the sight before her Heather dropped her feather, reached up
and removed the vibrator from Reya’s dripping pussy, causing Reya to whimper
in frustration, and began to lap and lick at Reya’s pussy herself. Although she
had never performed oral sex on another girl before, Heather licked, sucked
and nibbled Reya’s trembling pussy with the skilled of a seasoned lesbian and
was greeted by a flood of pussy juice as Reya came hard, squirting all over
Heather’s face. Continuing to lick Reya’s pussy to three more orgasms, Heather
only stopped when she realized that Reya had fainted, her exhausted body finally
giving out.
Standing up Heather took in the sight before her; Reya laid tied spread eagle,
covered in sweat, in a large puddle of cum and piss, an angelic, peaceful look on
her sleeping face. As she stared at the sleeping body of her tormented friend
Heather felt a slight feeling of guilt for what she had done. Silently she untied
Reya and removed the soiled bedspread and sheets from the bed. Grabbing a
fresh bedspread and blanket from the closet Heather also pulled a clean t-shirt
and pair of pajama bottoms from Reya’s dresser and dressed her unconscious
friend.
Laying Reya on the clean bedspread Heather tucked her friend in and then eyed
the camcorder still recording on the desk. Turning off the camera Heather removed
the memory card and climbed into bed next to Reya, snuggling close to her. As she
brushed a lock of hair from her face Reya stirred slowly and, without opening her
eyes, mumbled weakly,
“H-heather….p-p-please..p-please don’t, don’t ever tell anyone…don’t ever….
tell…p-pl…” Reya mumbled before sleep claimed her once again.
Looking down at the memory card in her hand Heather smiled.
“I promise Reya. I won’t tell anyone, ever Reya.”
“Reya?”
“REYA!”
Reya’s eyes slowly fluttered open and she squinted to adjust to the light.
As she looked up she saw Cassidy’s smiling face and her eyes opened wide
in fear.
“Rise and shine sleepy head!” Cassidy sang as she put the smelling salts
back in a drawer, “I guess I was a little rough on you huh?”
Disoriented Reya’s head shook back and forth, her eyes darting all over
as her memories came flooding back. She remembered being abducted
by Cassie and that psycho bitch Heather. She was in Heather’s creepy
dungeon where Cassidy and Heather had been tormenting her and she
remembered that Detective showing up and Heather leaving her in the
small, innocent hands of….Cassidy. Reya began to panic and struggle
as Cassidy approached her, she wanted Cassidy to stay as far away from
her as possible. The tickling that Cassidy had subjected her to was ten
times worse than anything Heather had ever done to her and Reya
was desperate to make sure that it didn’t happen again.
“NMMMMMM!!! MMNNNPHHH!!!! NMMMMMM!!!” Reya screamed
into her ball gag, shaking her head from side to side.
“I can’t understand a word you’re saying my little Reya. Here, let me
get that big ol’ ball out of your little mouth for you. Mistress never said
that I couldn’t take it out, and I absolutely LOVE hearing your cute little
laugh.”
Reaching down Cassidy removed the gag, planting another kiss on Reya’s
cheek as she did so. As soon as the gag left her lips Reya began to beg and
plead all over again.
“C-CASSIDY PLEASE!! PLEASE YOU HAVE TO LET ME GO!! THIS IS INSANE
YOU HAVE TO REALIZE THAT, WHAT HEATHER IS DOING IS CRAZY!! DON’T
LET HER DO THIS TO US!! I CAN’T TAKE ANYMORE OF THIS I CAN’T!! YOU
KNOW I CAN’T STAND BEING TICKLED, YOU KNOW I HATE IT!!! PLEASE
CASSIDY LET ME GO, PLEASE LET ME GO!!! PLE….MMMMPHHH!!!”
Ignoring her friends pleas Cassidy smiled as she bent down and kissed
Reya deeply. Reya’s eyes popped open wide in surprise and she tried
to turn her head but Cassidy then cupped her face and kissed her harder,
probing her mouth with her tongue. The kiss seemed to last an eternity
and when Cassidy finally ended it, a small string of saliva connecting the
two until it broke and fell to Reya’s chin, Reya was breathless and stared
into Cassidy’s sparkling blue eyes.
“W-why Cassie? Why are you doing this to me? I thought we were
friends…” Reya whimpered, tears welling up in her eyes as her conflicting
emotions began to clash. Cassidy was an incredibly beautiful girl and Reya
had even started to develop a crush on her a few months before Heather
had kidnapped her, but here, like this, this wasn’t how Reya wanted it, if
she even really wanted it at all.
Wiping a tear from her friend’s face Cassidy leaned in and gave Reya
another small peck on the lips before answering her question.
“Because” Cassidy began, “This is a better life Reya. Heather is so
beautiful and strong, she’ll take care of us. She always has. And she’s rich!
We’ll never want for anything here, no bills, no debt, nothing. We’ve always
been together Reya, all three of us, doesn’t this make sense? For us to stay
together always, to server and please Heather in return for her security and
love?”
As she went on Reya found herserlf becoming increasingly drawn to the petite
young beauty. Was she right? Was this the better life? A life with Cassidy and
Heather? A life to explore whatever…feelings…she may have for Cassidy? Reya
found herself slowly becoming accepting of Cassidy’s viewpoint, slowly falling
for….No! No this isn’t right! Reya thought to herself, shaking her head. As she
looked up at Cassidy again it dawned on her why Heather had left Cassidy to
“entertain” her. Heather knew that Reya would continue to fight her and that
Cassidy could manipulate Reya, slowly start to work on her mind, slowly start
to bring her under the same spell that Cassidy was seemingly under.
“Think about it Reya…” Cassidy continued.
“NO!” Reya roared, cutting off Cassidy and startling her with her tone,
“YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP RIGHT NOW YOU SICK TWISTED BITCH!”
“R-Reya?” Cassidy replied, shocked. Reya had NEVER talked to her like that
before. Ever.
“YOU’RE JUST AS CRAZY AS HEATHER IS! YOU’RE NOT EVEN CASSIDY ANYMORE,
YOU’RE JUST SOME SICK, PERVERTED PSYCHO NOW BRAINWASHED BY THAT
QUEEN BITCH UPSTAIRS!! AND I SWEAR THAT IF I EVER GET OFF OF THIS TABLE
CASS I WILL BEAT YOU UNTIL YOU’RE BACK TO YOUR OLD SELF!! AND I SWEAR
TO GOD CASS THAT THERE WILL BE HELL TO PAY ONCE I GET FREE! DO YOU
UNDERSTAND ME YOU FUCKED UP BLONDE BIMBO!?? BOTH OF YOU, I AM
GOING TO FUCK YOU BOTH UP SO BAD THAT YOU’LL BE UNRECOGNIZABLE!
I DON’T CARE WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE, OR WHAT YOU SOUND LIKE YOU. ARE.
NOT. CASSIDY!!!!!!!!! YOU ARE NOT THE …..MMMMMMPPHHHHHH!!!!!”
“Mistress was right, you talk too fucking much…” Cassidy said as she shoved
the ball gag back into Reya’s mouth, buckling it tightly.
“The Cassidy you knew was a confused, timid, lost little girl Reya” Cassidy
continued, “But look at me now Reya!! Look at me now you ticklish bitch!!”
Cassidy laughed as she began scribbling her fingers in Reya’s ticklish armpits.
“MMMMNNNPHHH!!!! NNMMMPHHHH!!! NNMMMMMMM!!!!! NNNNNNNNNN!!”
Reya screamed into her gag as she began to buck and thrash in her bondage, laughing
hysterically.
“That’s right Reya laugh for me!! Cootchie cootchie coo Reya! LAUGH FOR ME!!!”
Reya struggled as hard as she could against the leather straps holding her down.
Cassidy’s fingers ticked WAAY more than Heather’s ever did and Reya would’ve
given her soul to make the torture stop. Hysterical laughter poured into her gag
as Reya tried to find the words to beg for mercy, to apologize, to do anything that
would stop the tickling. Tears streamed down her face as she slammed her head
into the padded table, trying to knock herself out.
“That isn’t going to work Reya” Cassidy coldly whispered into her ear, “I should
know…I tried it too.”
“Does this tickle Reya? Are you a ticklish little girl? Say it! Say I’m a ticklish little
girl!” Cassidy demanded as she reached up and pulled the ball gag out of Reya’s
mouth.
“AAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHPLEAHHAHAHAHHCASSAHAHAHAHHHAPLEAAHAHANOOOAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAPLEAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAPORFAVOR
HAAHAHAHAHHANOMASAHAHAHAHAHHAHANOMAAHASSAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA”
“SAY IT BITCH!”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAOKAYAHAHAHAHAHHOKAYOKAYAYAHAHAHAHAHI’MHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHI’MATICKLISHAHAHAHAHHATICKLISHLITTLEHAHAHGIRLHAHAHAHAHI’M
ATICKLISHLITTLEHAHAHAHGIRLHAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEAAHAHAHSTAAPAHHAHA
PLEAHAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
“That’s better!” Cassidy said as she stopped her assault on Reya’s armpits.
“T-THANK YOU! *SOB* T-THANK YOU!! *SOB* *SOB* P-PLEASE NO MORE!
*SOB* PLEASE P-PLEASE D-DON’T TICKLE ME ANYMORE!” Reya begged as she
bawled.
“Now then” Cassidy began as she started lightly dragging her fingernail over
Reya’s exposed tummy, not enough to induce hysterical laughter, but enough
to make Reya giggle,
“What are you little Reya? Tell me?”
“I-I don’t *giggle* understand…”
“Yes you do.” Cassidy replied as she dipped her finger into Reya’s bellybutton,
“Tell me.”
“*GIGGLE* O-okay! *giggle* Okay! I’m-I’m a *giggle* slave! I’m a slave!”
“And who do you belong to little slave?”
“Y-you! *giggle* I-I belong to you! P-please! *giggle* Please stahahap!”
“So close Reya, so close. Try again.”
“W-wha? *giggle* I *giggle* I d-don’t understand haha..”
“Yes you do! Now tell me, who do you belong to! Who is the Mistress here!?”
“*snort* *giggle* N-no! No I-I won’t say it! Hehe…n-never!”
“Say it Reya! Say it or it’s your feet again!” Cassidy threatened as she moved
down to Reya’s helpless bare feet.
“N-no! Y-you won’t make me! B-both of you can go straight to hell!” Reya
barked, her will returning.
“Fine! I warned you bitch!” Cassidy replied angrily.
As her nails made contact with Reya’s soft soles a loud clapping noise startled
both girls. Looking up Cassidy saw Heather leaning against the doorframe with
a large smile across her face. Elated, Cassidy ran to Heather, throwing her arms
around her and kissing her hard, Reya closed her eyes and whimpered softly.
“Mistress you’re back!” Cassidy chirped.
“Easy princess.” Heather replied smiling.
“So” Heather continued, taking Cassidy’s hand and leading her back into the
room, the door closing behind them automatically, “Did you have fun with our
little Chica while I was gone?”
“Oh yes Mistress! Oh yes!”
“Well you’ve been at it for about three hours now, tell me…how many times did
you get our little Reya here to cum?” Heather asked, smiling at Reya.
“None Mistress.” Cassidy replied, dejected.
“Haha it’s okay Princess, you’ll learn. It takes skill to get hot sauce from this little
taco…right Reya?”
“Just fucking die already bitch..” Reya muttered, refusing to make eye contact.
“But I noticed how far you were able to break Chica here down Princess and I am
very, VERY proud of you.” Heather said kissing Cassidy deeply.
“Thank you Mistress!” Cassidy beamed, breathless.
“But here, sit back and I’ll show you how to REALLY break someone” Heather continued,
“In fact, why don’t you watch a little movie while I work Princess…” Heather said pulling
out a small remote and pressing a button, a large flat screen TV descended from the ceiling.
Pressing another button the screen came alive and Reya’s jaw dropped.
“Oh my god…” Cassidy mouthed, her eyes wide with shock.
Looking at the screen Reya watched herself being tortured and forced to orgasm, her bottom
lip began to tremble as the memory of that night returned.
“Y-you sick...sick…b-bitch…” Reya stuttered.
“Enjoy the movie Cass, Rey and I have some catching up to do…”
“N-no! S-stay away from me Heather! I-I-I mean it! Stay away!
I don’t want to do this anymore! Just stay away an….MMMNNPH!!”
Heather silenced Reya by shoving her panties deep in her mouth
and sealing them in with three strips of duct tape.
“Just like old times huh Reya?” Heather teased sadistically.
“Nnnnnnnmmm!! Plllnnnnmmmphh!! Pllmnnnnphh!!!”
“If you thought that night was bad” Heather whispered in Reya’s
ear, “Then you’ve only experienced the tip of my iceberg Reya.
Ready for the rest?”
“Nnnnnnn! NNNNNNNNNNNMMM!!!” Reya pleaded, shaking her
head no as her body shook.
“Oh Mistress” Cassidy interrupted.
“Yes Princess?”
“What happened to that police lady?”
“Funny you should ask Cass.” Heather said as she looked over at
her slave and smiled, “I think we have another addition to our little
list.”
“REALLY!??” Cassidy responded, excited.
“Oh yes…but let’s not get ahead of ourselves slave. Little Reya
needs our full attention right now. Now then…what was it you refused
to say earlier Reya?”
Heather asked as she looked down coldy at Reya’s tremdling body.
As Heather reached for the baby oil, Reya began to cry hysterically…
