“Now then my irresponsible little house sitter, what should I do with you?”
Madelyn asked with a sinister smile as she brushed a lock of hair off of
Jenna's forehead.
Jenna was embarrassed and humiliated beyond imagine. Here she was
tied and gagged on her employer's bed in just her bra and panties. She
had been tasked with caring for Ms. Madelyn Walker's mansion as well
as her two twin daughters while Madelyn was out of town for the weekend,
but had so far failed in every aspect. Madelyn had called her daughters
“reckless” but that didn't even begin to describe those two twin demons.
After tricking Jenna into her bondage the two then tickled and tormented
Jenna's helpless body, only the surprise, and timely, arrival of Madelyn
had provided Jenna with a respite from her torment. But now, blindfolded
and gagged, Jenna lay helpless at her employer's mercy, and she had a
feeling that the twin apples did not fall far from their tree.
“Maybe I should give your agency a call hmm? Let them know exactly
what kind of perverted games you like to play while you're on the job.
What do you think about that?”
Madelyn said, shaking Jenna from her thoughts.
“NNNNNN!!! PLNNNNNNN!! NNNMMMMMMMPHHH!!”
Jenna squealed beneath her gag in a frenzied panic. If her boss found
out about his Jenna would be ruined for good. She would be blacklisted
from every agency in the state and all her hard work in establishing her
reputation would be for nothing. And with the cost of books and tuition,
in addition to her living expenses, Jenna knew she'd be forced out of
college and driven back to live with her parents. And she'd rather die
than consider that option.
“I can't understand a word you're saying, here let me get that gag off.”
Madelyn said as she untied and removed the scarf and socks from Jenna's
mouth.
“P-Please Ms. Walker don't call the agency. I'm begging you. This wasn't
my fault. Katie and Krystal wanted to play a game and I agreed and then
they tricked me and tied me up. Please I didn't agree to any of this. Please
believe me.”
Jenna begged, her eyes full of tears behind her blindfold.
“You expect me to believe that my daughters, my two precious little angels,
tied you to my bed, stripped you down to your underwear and tickled your
half naked body? And this was all against your will, is that what you expect
me to believe?”
Madelyn asked with a chuckle.
It was a ridiculous proposal, Jenna knew, but as far-fetched as it
sounded it was also the truth. But truth or not Jenna knew she
faced an uphill battle to convince Madelyn.
“Please Ms. Walker, you must believe me. I would never agree
to such a inappropriate act while on the job. My reputation is
spotless, and you even said I came highly recommended. Please
Ma'am I swear to you I didn't agree to any of this. I hate being
tickled, I would never agree to it. I swear!”
“You hate being tickled?” Madelyn said with an arch of her eyebrow.
“Yes Ma'am, I can't stand it.” Jenna said, a faint glimmer of hope
building within.
“Hmmm.” Madelyn said, feigning deep thought, “I suppose you may
be telling the truth after all. However, how can I be sure you're not
just putting me on to get out of a bad situation?”
“I-I wouldn't lie to you Ma'am, I swear it! I'm telling the truth.”
“Do you know what interrogation is Ms. Myles?” Madelyn asked as
she hopped off the bed and made her way over to her dresser.
Jenna's blood froze. This was not an area she wanted the conversation
drifting to in her current situation.
“I-I'm afraid I-I don't understand Ma'am.” Jenna answered, trembling.
“Interrogation dear, or interviewing. Whichever term you wish to use.
Surely you've seen one of the many police shows in TV before, haven't
you?”
“I-I have. I-It's when the police ask a p-person questions to find out
what they k-know.”
“Or if they may be lying, right?” Madelyn said with a smile as she
retrieved a long stiff feather from her dresser and made her way back
to the bed.
“Y-Yes Ma'am. T-That's right.” Jenna said as her body shook slightly.
“So I have a proposition for you.” Madelyn continued as she hopped
back up on the bed.
“A p-proposition?” Jenna asked fearfully.
“Yes dear. See, I'm fairly certain you're telling me the truth, however,
I need to be one hundred percent certain. So I'm going to...interview you
for exactly fifteen minutes, and depending on your answers I will either
let you go at the end of the fifteen minutes, or I will call the agency.
Do we have a deal?”
Madelyn asked evilly.
“Y-You're going to interrogate me? Y-You won't hurt me will you?”
“Not at all dear, in fact you may enjoy this just a little bit.” Madelyn
responded.
“C-Can you untie me and let me have some clothes to wear first?
Please Ma'am I'm very uncomfortable like this.”
“But if I untie you, how do I know you won't run away?”
“I promise Ma'am, I won't run.”
“You may be telling the truth dear, but as a prisoner you don't get
to make any requests right now. So, do we have a deal?”
“Y-Yes Ma'am” Jenna replied, defeated, “It's a deal. B-But how
are you going to interrogate me like this?”
“It's very simple my dear.” Madelyn answered as she leaned over
and pulled Jenna's blindfold up just a little bit so the bound girl
could see Madelyn twirling her feather in the air.
“No.” Jenna whispered, her eyes filling with terror, “Please, not
that. Please not again.”
“So, ready to begin?” Madelyn asked cruelly as she pulled Jenna's
blindfold back down over her eyes. Leaving the helpless young
woman in complete darkness.
“Please Ms. Walker, please don't tickle me. I'll do anything, but
please don't do this. Please I told you I don't likAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Jenna immediately fell into hysterical laughter as Madelyn began
to lightly feather Jenna's exposed underarms.
“I want the truth Ms. Myles, how did you end up tied to my bed?”
Madelyn teased as she reached over and began to wiggle her
well manicured fingernails in Jenna's other exposed armpit.
“PLEAAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEAAHAHAHAHHAITAHAHA
HAHAHHWASNAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
MEAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHPELEAHHAHAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!”
Poor Jenna was in hell. Madelyn had a streak of cruelty about a mile
wide running through her. How was Jenna supposed to answer any
questions if she couldn't talk? In fleeting moments of clarity Jenna
couldn't help but feel that she had been tricked...again.
“Cootchie cootchie coo! Is pretty little Jenna ticklish? Hmm”
Madelyn teased as she began twirling her feather in and around Jenna's
helpless bellybutton. Jenna fell into silent laughter, her lungs on fire and
her face turning bright red, and yet Madelyn didn't stop. For twenty
minutes Madelyn tormented her lovely young employee with no mercy
or compassion, only stopping when it seemed that Jenna would lose
consciousness.
“Now then, how did you really end up tied to this bed?” Madelyn asked
as she ceased her torment momentarily.
“P-Please Ma'am, p-please b-believe me! I-I'm telling th-the truth!”
Jenna begged between gulps of air.
“But what proof do you have my dear?” Madelyn asked with a lick of her
lips.
Jenna began to cry hysterically. Proof? What proof. How could she
possibly prove that she was the victim here. Surely Madelyn knew
that there couldn't possibly be...wait. A light bulb went off in Jenna's
mind as she remembered that the twins had cut her clothes from here
body. Surely that would be evidence that she had been bound and stripped
against her will! Madelyn had to believe this!
“W-Wait! I-I have proof! M-My clothes, t-they werEHAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
“Time's up Jenna, but don't worry you'll get another chance...eventually.”
NO! Jenna screamed inside. NO I ALMOST HAD IT! JUST STOP TICKLING
ME! I HAVE PROOF! I HAVE PROOF! JUST LET ME TALK DAMMIT!!
“My my dear, you are a very ticklish young lady.” Madelyn giggled as she raked
her nails all over Jenna's exposed soles.
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHHANOOOAHAHHAHAHAHHAPRROOFHAHAHAH
IHAHAHAHAHAVAHAHAHAHPROOAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
PLEAHAHAHHAHAHAHAPLEAHAHAHSTAHAHAHAHAHHAPAPAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!”
Jenna laughed hysterically.
Then, all of a sudden, the tickling stopped. Jenna began gulping
down fresh air as quickly as she could.
“Now what on earth is that sound?” Madelyn said as she got up
and walked over to her trash can.
Pulling out Jenna's tattered Jeans Madelyn retrieved her cellphone
from the back pocked. Looking at the phone Madelyn smiled.
“Looks like someone sent you a text dear.” She said as she walked
back to the bed and hopped up next to Jenna's wheezing form.
HEY JENNA SO HAPPY YOU GOT THE WALKER JOB!
I HAVE ANOTHER JOB FOR YOU CLOSER TO CAMPUS
IF YOU'RE INTERESTED. IT STARTS ON MONDAY.
LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT IT.
MELISSA
“Seems you're a very busy girl Ms. Myles.” Madelyn said after
she finished reading the text out loud.
“Please Ma'am, that's my boss. I need to reply to her, can you
please untie me now?”
Jenna pleaded.
“Don't worry dear, I've got it taken care of.” Madelyn replied with
a evil laugh.
MELISSA
THANKS! I'M HAVING A GREAT TIME HERE AND MS.
WALKER HAS EVEN ASKED ME TO STAY FOR THE NEXT
WEEK!
JENNA
“No, please no.” Jenna whimpered as fresh tears began to fill
her blindfolded eyes.
HEY JEN THAT'S AWESOME NEWS! I'LL GO AHEAD AND
LET SERENA HAVE THAT CAMPUS JOB. DO YOUR BEST!!
CONGRATS!
MELISSA
“Well then, I believe that takes care of that.” Madelyn said with a
chuckle as she finished narrating the cellphone conversation for her
captive.
“Please Ma'am, I don't want to do this anymore. Please just let me
go, I promise I won't tell anyone. Just please let me go now, please.
“Hmmm...I'm a fair woman Jenna and I believe you've been telling
me the truth. So here's what I'm going to do, I have one more
proposition for you...care to listen?”
Madelyn asked evilly as she walked over and retrieved a stack of
papers from her desk.
Jenna whimpered softly, would this nightmare ever end?
Madelyn asked with a sinister smile as she brushed a lock of hair off of
Jenna's forehead.
Jenna was embarrassed and humiliated beyond imagine. Here she was
tied and gagged on her employer's bed in just her bra and panties. She
had been tasked with caring for Ms. Madelyn Walker's mansion as well
as her two twin daughters while Madelyn was out of town for the weekend,
but had so far failed in every aspect. Madelyn had called her daughters
“reckless” but that didn't even begin to describe those two twin demons.
After tricking Jenna into her bondage the two then tickled and tormented
Jenna's helpless body, only the surprise, and timely, arrival of Madelyn
had provided Jenna with a respite from her torment. But now, blindfolded
and gagged, Jenna lay helpless at her employer's mercy, and she had a
feeling that the twin apples did not fall far from their tree.
“Maybe I should give your agency a call hmm? Let them know exactly
what kind of perverted games you like to play while you're on the job.
What do you think about that?”
Madelyn said, shaking Jenna from her thoughts.
“NNNNNN!!! PLNNNNNNN!! NNNMMMMMMMPHHH!!”
Jenna squealed beneath her gag in a frenzied panic. If her boss found
out about his Jenna would be ruined for good. She would be blacklisted
from every agency in the state and all her hard work in establishing her
reputation would be for nothing. And with the cost of books and tuition,
in addition to her living expenses, Jenna knew she'd be forced out of
college and driven back to live with her parents. And she'd rather die
than consider that option.
“I can't understand a word you're saying, here let me get that gag off.”
Madelyn said as she untied and removed the scarf and socks from Jenna's
mouth.
“P-Please Ms. Walker don't call the agency. I'm begging you. This wasn't
my fault. Katie and Krystal wanted to play a game and I agreed and then
they tricked me and tied me up. Please I didn't agree to any of this. Please
believe me.”
Jenna begged, her eyes full of tears behind her blindfold.
“You expect me to believe that my daughters, my two precious little angels,
tied you to my bed, stripped you down to your underwear and tickled your
half naked body? And this was all against your will, is that what you expect
me to believe?”
Madelyn asked with a chuckle.
It was a ridiculous proposal, Jenna knew, but as far-fetched as it
sounded it was also the truth. But truth or not Jenna knew she
faced an uphill battle to convince Madelyn.
“Please Ms. Walker, you must believe me. I would never agree
to such a inappropriate act while on the job. My reputation is
spotless, and you even said I came highly recommended. Please
Ma'am I swear to you I didn't agree to any of this. I hate being
tickled, I would never agree to it. I swear!”
“You hate being tickled?” Madelyn said with an arch of her eyebrow.
“Yes Ma'am, I can't stand it.” Jenna said, a faint glimmer of hope
building within.
“Hmmm.” Madelyn said, feigning deep thought, “I suppose you may
be telling the truth after all. However, how can I be sure you're not
just putting me on to get out of a bad situation?”
“I-I wouldn't lie to you Ma'am, I swear it! I'm telling the truth.”
“Do you know what interrogation is Ms. Myles?” Madelyn asked as
she hopped off the bed and made her way over to her dresser.
Jenna's blood froze. This was not an area she wanted the conversation
drifting to in her current situation.
“I-I'm afraid I-I don't understand Ma'am.” Jenna answered, trembling.
“Interrogation dear, or interviewing. Whichever term you wish to use.
Surely you've seen one of the many police shows in TV before, haven't
you?”
“I-I have. I-It's when the police ask a p-person questions to find out
what they k-know.”
“Or if they may be lying, right?” Madelyn said with a smile as she
retrieved a long stiff feather from her dresser and made her way back
to the bed.
“Y-Yes Ma'am. T-That's right.” Jenna said as her body shook slightly.
“So I have a proposition for you.” Madelyn continued as she hopped
back up on the bed.
“A p-proposition?” Jenna asked fearfully.
“Yes dear. See, I'm fairly certain you're telling me the truth, however,
I need to be one hundred percent certain. So I'm going to...interview you
for exactly fifteen minutes, and depending on your answers I will either
let you go at the end of the fifteen minutes, or I will call the agency.
Do we have a deal?”
Madelyn asked evilly.
“Y-You're going to interrogate me? Y-You won't hurt me will you?”
“Not at all dear, in fact you may enjoy this just a little bit.” Madelyn
responded.
“C-Can you untie me and let me have some clothes to wear first?
Please Ma'am I'm very uncomfortable like this.”
“But if I untie you, how do I know you won't run away?”
“I promise Ma'am, I won't run.”
“You may be telling the truth dear, but as a prisoner you don't get
to make any requests right now. So, do we have a deal?”
“Y-Yes Ma'am” Jenna replied, defeated, “It's a deal. B-But how
are you going to interrogate me like this?”
“It's very simple my dear.” Madelyn answered as she leaned over
and pulled Jenna's blindfold up just a little bit so the bound girl
could see Madelyn twirling her feather in the air.
“No.” Jenna whispered, her eyes filling with terror, “Please, not
that. Please not again.”
“So, ready to begin?” Madelyn asked cruelly as she pulled Jenna's
blindfold back down over her eyes. Leaving the helpless young
woman in complete darkness.
“Please Ms. Walker, please don't tickle me. I'll do anything, but
please don't do this. Please I told you I don't likAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
Jenna immediately fell into hysterical laughter as Madelyn began
to lightly feather Jenna's exposed underarms.
“I want the truth Ms. Myles, how did you end up tied to my bed?”
Madelyn teased as she reached over and began to wiggle her
well manicured fingernails in Jenna's other exposed armpit.
“PLEAAHAHAHAHAHAHAPLEAAHAHAHAHHAITAHAHA
HAHAHHWASNAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHA
MEAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHPELEAHHAHAHAHAH
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!”
Poor Jenna was in hell. Madelyn had a streak of cruelty about a mile
wide running through her. How was Jenna supposed to answer any
questions if she couldn't talk? In fleeting moments of clarity Jenna
couldn't help but feel that she had been tricked...again.
“Cootchie cootchie coo! Is pretty little Jenna ticklish? Hmm”
Madelyn teased as she began twirling her feather in and around Jenna's
helpless bellybutton. Jenna fell into silent laughter, her lungs on fire and
her face turning bright red, and yet Madelyn didn't stop. For twenty
minutes Madelyn tormented her lovely young employee with no mercy
or compassion, only stopping when it seemed that Jenna would lose
consciousness.
“Now then, how did you really end up tied to this bed?” Madelyn asked
as she ceased her torment momentarily.
“P-Please Ma'am, p-please b-believe me! I-I'm telling th-the truth!”
Jenna begged between gulps of air.
“But what proof do you have my dear?” Madelyn asked with a lick of her
lips.
Jenna began to cry hysterically. Proof? What proof. How could she
possibly prove that she was the victim here. Surely Madelyn knew
that there couldn't possibly be...wait. A light bulb went off in Jenna's
mind as she remembered that the twins had cut her clothes from here
body. Surely that would be evidence that she had been bound and stripped
against her will! Madelyn had to believe this!
“W-Wait! I-I have proof! M-My clothes, t-they werEHAHAHAHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!”
“Time's up Jenna, but don't worry you'll get another chance...eventually.”
NO! Jenna screamed inside. NO I ALMOST HAD IT! JUST STOP TICKLING
ME! I HAVE PROOF! I HAVE PROOF! JUST LET ME TALK DAMMIT!!
“My my dear, you are a very ticklish young lady.” Madelyn giggled as she raked
her nails all over Jenna's exposed soles.
“WAHAHAHAHAHAHHANOOOAHAHHAHAHAHHAPRROOFHAHAHAH
IHAHAHAHAHAVAHAHAHAHPROOAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH
PLEAHAHAHHAHAHAHAPLEAHAHAHSTAHAHAHAHAHHAPAPAHAHA
HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA!!”
Jenna laughed hysterically.
Then, all of a sudden, the tickling stopped. Jenna began gulping
down fresh air as quickly as she could.
“Now what on earth is that sound?” Madelyn said as she got up
and walked over to her trash can.
Pulling out Jenna's tattered Jeans Madelyn retrieved her cellphone
from the back pocked. Looking at the phone Madelyn smiled.
“Looks like someone sent you a text dear.” She said as she walked
back to the bed and hopped up next to Jenna's wheezing form.
HEY JENNA SO HAPPY YOU GOT THE WALKER JOB!
I HAVE ANOTHER JOB FOR YOU CLOSER TO CAMPUS
IF YOU'RE INTERESTED. IT STARTS ON MONDAY.
LET ME KNOW IF YOU WANT IT.
MELISSA
“Seems you're a very busy girl Ms. Myles.” Madelyn said after
she finished reading the text out loud.
“Please Ma'am, that's my boss. I need to reply to her, can you
please untie me now?”
Jenna pleaded.
“Don't worry dear, I've got it taken care of.” Madelyn replied with
a evil laugh.
MELISSA
THANKS! I'M HAVING A GREAT TIME HERE AND MS.
WALKER HAS EVEN ASKED ME TO STAY FOR THE NEXT
WEEK!
JENNA
“No, please no.” Jenna whimpered as fresh tears began to fill
her blindfolded eyes.
HEY JEN THAT'S AWESOME NEWS! I'LL GO AHEAD AND
LET SERENA HAVE THAT CAMPUS JOB. DO YOUR BEST!!
CONGRATS!
MELISSA
“Well then, I believe that takes care of that.” Madelyn said with a
chuckle as she finished narrating the cellphone conversation for her
captive.
“Please Ma'am, I don't want to do this anymore. Please just let me
go, I promise I won't tell anyone. Just please let me go now, please.
“Hmmm...I'm a fair woman Jenna and I believe you've been telling
me the truth. So here's what I'm going to do, I have one more
proposition for you...care to listen?”
Madelyn asked evilly as she walked over and retrieved a stack of
papers from her desk.
Jenna whimpered softly, would this nightmare ever end?
