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Tried to rename the others with number 1-10 but couldn't, fairly certain this is number 11 it follows THE INTERMISSION ne with the nylons
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The next few days went by uneventfully for Andrea. Helen continued to tease her with her nyloned feet but no folders she needed were put on high shelves and Helen even walked past Andrea’s exposed upper body when she was stretching for one which happened to be up high anyway. As Friday approached both women looked forwards to tickling the other mercilessly….
“See you tomorrow” Helen purred as Andrea left…
Andrea smiled to herself having kept her plans a secret, she was going to another garden party to prepare the castle for the revenge on Helen. With the exception of Cleo all the girls arrived for drinks Natalie was wearing her boots with triple socks. Andrea knew from experience it would be a week or so more until their sensitivity would be increased, however she was sure that some of sensitivity from Tuesday had been retained. Each of the girls took a turn to be tied to the trees or staked out and Natalie’s sensitive feet proved to be a favourite. Lilly had prepared a few leaflets for the beach entitled ‘Miss us?’ with a picture of the tent, the lower part of each one consisted of pull of strip with an e-mail address…
“Just an idea for ticket sales” Lilly explained “Got the idea from Andrea’s story about how Helen waited for us last week”
Saturday arrived and Andrea, Ingrid and some of the other girls waited to pounce on Helen at the arranged rendezvous point. The Van was hidden and the location remote enough that Ingrid and Lilly were confident that they could manage the drag-net successfully. Simon and Betty were waiting at the Van whilst Emily and Natalie were at the castle. Amy had to work but had promised to visit after she had finished for the day. Lilly’s leaflet had been put up at the beach prior to the trap being baited, now the girls played the waiting game. Eventually a car passed them from their hiding place and pulled in down the road. The sound of two car doors closing was missed as were the pair of footsteps, the spanner in the works was truly recognised as both Helen and the petite blonde from the beach walked along. The ambush hadn’t been spotted but the witness changed matters slightly.
Lilly frowned from her hiding place, then grinned as an idea struck. Tapping Ingrid as whispering…
“Go I have got an idea for blondie, focus on the main target!”
Helen turned to spot Ingrid marching towards her, before she could react she was swept off her feet. Her protests were instantly muffled by a tape gag applied expertly by Lilly….
“Hi Helen didn’t say she was bringing a friend! Are you here to bring her abduction fantasy to life too?”
Helen’s protests were muffled as the baffled Nicole stuttered….
“Abduction? She just said the tickling tent had moved here” Nicole looked confused these were some of the girls from the beach but this was an unexpected twist.
“Yeah, she has always dreamed of being kidnapped and tickled mercilessly she contacted us through Andrea here” Lilly gestured towards Andrea who just smiled.
“So are you being abducted too or just helping us tickle Helen?” Lilly asked as Ingrid carried Helen to the van.
“Tickling Helen I guess…. Will I get to tickle the rest of you too?” Nicole was starting to feel less confused.
“On step at a time let’s bring Helen’s fantasy to life first” Lilly grinned handcuffing the helpless Helen.
The girls carried the helpless Helen to the van were she was bound in the back her arms tied above her head and her ankles tied to one of the torture devices that had yet to be unpacked. Andrea and Ingrid climbed in with her positioning themselves safely but so that they could tease and torment Helen’s helpless body during the drive. Ingrid stripped Helen of her boots at re-tied her ankles exposing her socked feet. Nicole was guided into the Van by Lilly who interviewed the potential witness, earning her trust and learning her name.
The Van pulled in close to the castle and Helen was guided blindfolded and bound through the gatehouse. Upon entering the castle Helen’s struggles were rendered hopeless as the girls eased a pole through her bonds and carried her the way hunters would a kill. She hung helplessly as the procession took her to her doom. Nicole tagged along looking around at the castle’s ruins and gardens. She had always liked places like this and wasn’t sure how she didn’t know about it. Upon approaching the central courtyard she noticed the stocks and various torture instruments set up on the grass. There was a rack, a large box like an organ grinder with funnels attached and strange dials on the sides. She wasn’t too sure about the kidnapping story but was too nervous to challenge Lilly.
Helen’s pole was placed across four poles, each pair of which crossed above an A-frame leaving Helen dangling not quite reaching the sheep skin under her. The tickling began with glee eight pairs of hands scratching at her flailing feet before hungrily pulling of her thin white socks and digging into her soft soles. Andrea had been dreaming about tickling these feet for weeks, all the frustration was vented on Helen’s trapped feet: every toe wiggle and teasing show dangle was being repaid. Andrea remembered how Helen had tickled her and increased the intensity of the torture.
Natalie was tickling Helen’s upper body whilst Emily used feathers to torment her neck, Nicole watched still unsure until Lilly invited her over, offering her the free space opposite Natalie. Nicole really wanted to tickle Helen’s feet but the crowd there wasn’t letting up. Her soles were receiving a thorough tickling whilst Betty and Simon danced feathers between her wiggling toes. Eventually a second sheep skin was placed under Helen giving her some support. Helen’s knees were tickled through her jeans and eventually the crowd at her feet thinned to allow Natalie and Nicole a turn. Eventually Helen’s tape gag came off to let her screams and laughter escape. The torture was so intense she could only laugh and beg and wasn’t able to reveal the rouse to Nicola who was delightedly dancing her nails over her trapped soles.
“Noo ple-ease sto-op!” was the best she could muster before Lilly produced a ball-gag to silence her, successfully muffling her screams before turning her attention to her upper body.
After around twenty minutes of torture Helen hung tired and exhausted. Lilly knew that the pressure on her ankles and wrists needed easing so suggested…
“I think it is time to stake out poor little Helen!”.
Helen was too tired to resist as the pole was untied from the A-frame and her bound wrists and ankles were eased out. Ingrid carried her to a patch of grass were the second sheepskin was placed by Betty in between four stake sticking up a few inches from the ground. Helen was too tired to resist as her jeans and top were removed and she was tightly tied between the poles spread eagled for torture her soft skin exposed. It was a Sunny day and the girls began by applying sun cream to her pale skin. Lilly hungrily eyed Nicole who was watching, wiggling her toes in her black strappy sandals, she had painted her toes black and her finger nails red. She caught Lilly watching her and Lilly winked, she smiled weakly at the Asian beauty feeling less secure now the joy of tickling Helen had passed.
Lilly remembered the cruel fingernail tickling the petite blonde had inflicted on her and caught Ingrid’s gaze. She glanced back to Nicole who was watching Helen’s struggles, Helen’s eyes were pleading with Nicole as she shook her head. The tickle torture of her clothed body was bad enough now she was in her underwear being oiled by a cute brunette and a woman in 1920s clothing. This wasn’t the weekend she had planned!
Lilly looked back to Ingrid, then looked at Nicole again and then winked. Lilly smiled broadly as Ingrid caught on, quietly fetching the other sheepskin and placing in between another four stakes before sneaking up on Nicole and lifting her off her feet. Nicole shrieked….
“What are you doing!” Nicole struggled helplessly.
“Oh two victims are better than one!” Lilly purred…
“You can’t do this! I don’t want to be tickled!” Nicole begged as the girls stripped her of her denim shorts, sandals and top before tightly stretching her out and tying her spread eagled between the stakes.
“Hmmmm! You seemed to enjoy tickling us, so today you are going to pay for the tickles you talked about earlier, except not with money!” Lilly purred tickling Helen’s feet slowly as Betty and Natalie oiled Nicole with sun cream paying particular attention to her underarms, tummy and feet. Nicole struggled and giggled as the sun cream was applied. To Lilly’s left Andrea was pulling no punches in tickling Helen’s other foot, taking full vengeance for the office tickles earlier that week.
Nicole was gagged as her protests got louder. The girls moved between each victim taking in delight in discovering new tickle spots and coming back to them time and time again. The torture continued as Simon distributed masks to the girls most of which were feathery Mardi Gras style eye masks, although some provided more cover…
“Okay Ladies, masks on” Simon declared producing a video camera and tripod.
Simon positioned the camera to get both Helen and Nicole’s tickle torture in shot whilst Betty prepared a jug of Pimm’s and distributed glasses. It was turning into a perfect afternoon: drinks on the lawn, sunshine, two beautiful women staked out being tickled mercilessly. Helen was being tortured whilst Nicole suffered soft teasing tickles from Emily and Natalie, not having earnt the wrath of Lilly and Andrea. Helen’s feet were being sensitivised with a micropedi whilst a bowl of hot soapy water was standing by along with a pair of travel hairdryers.
In order to keep her feet still during the scrubbing Lilly produced a pair of toe-ties that attached to ankle straps, almost exactly like the ones Helen had used to restrain Andrea’s toes. When Andrea remarked on the similarity Lilly raised one eyebrow and went through Helen’s bag producing Helen’s version of the toe ties and several other tickle tools including the cruel rubber page turners Helen had brought to the beach two weeks previously….
“Came prepared huh!” Lilly teased as she waved the devices in front of Helen.
“Well we have a few tickle tools of our own!” Lilly purred producing two hairdryers and passing the other to Andrea.
The hairdryers were used to heat Helen’s wet pink feet as Lilly and Andrea used long soft feathers to tease her thighs and legs. Helen’s upper body was still being tormented by the other girls, Betty had taken a permanent position tickling her neck with her soft feathers serenely enjoying the torment on her victim’s face and sipping a tall glass of Pimm’s. Other cocktails and drinks were being served from a cool box, the ice from which was used to trace over the underarms and knees of the stretched out women. Helen’s toe ties had been put to good use on Nicole who was thrashing around despite the gentle torture, Ingrid smiled at her victim and wondered how much torture this little blonde could take.
Helen’s feet had been brought to the peak of their sensitivity, she took good care of her soles but had previously had slight rough patches on her heels and the balls of her feet. These had now been removed along with her dignity and she thrashed around as much as her bonds would allow and screamed futile protests and pleas for mercy into her ball gag. The tickling was bad enough but Helen was humiliated also, she had longed for a weekend of torturing other women enjoying their feeble struggles and the feeling of dominance it gave her, instead she was stripped to her bra and panties and being tickled mercilessly herself. Lilly and Andrea had identified her toes as her most ticklish spot and after exploring them with an assortment of brushes and feather decided it was time to apply the vibrating feather devices. Helen desperately wiggled her toes to escape the attentions of the evil vibrating feather but her attempts only made the torture worse. Inches below Lilly and Andrea used the rubber page turners from her handbag to explore her outstretched arches.
Helen collapsed in silent laughter no longer having the energy to struggle hopelessly and descending into tickle hell, suffering like she had never suffered before. Nicole still had the energy to struggle not having endured the torment Helen had when hung from the pole.
Her tormentors discussed this position alongside numerous others that the petite blonde should have the pleasure of experience. They delighted in her quiet pleas for mercy as she giggled and squirmed but ignored her completely and continued their gentle feather tickling of her trapped body paying particular attention to her underarms, neck, feet and toes. Ingrid would occasionally drop her feathers and deliver a brutal finger tickling mixed with gentle strokes of the back of Nicole’s knees enjoying the way the unpredictability of sensations kept her victim in a constant state of anxiety that was heightened by a blindfold. After an extremely pleasant torture session Nicole began to beg too be allowed to go to the toilet, Ingrid played the guard and escorted the blindfolded blonde to the castle’s small archaic toilet in the gatehouse, enjoying the nervous giggles of her victim as the grass tickled her bare feet.
Now the other girls all focused on Helen whilst Simon repositioned the camera so only the mousy haired victim was in shot. Emily and Natalie replaced Betty at Helen’s neck, she quickly joined her husband to torture the staked out victim’s upper body and tummy. Lilly and Andrea continued their merciless assault on Helen’s trapped pink soles using hairbrushes and oil to break the grip of exhaustion and drive her into hysterics.
Ingrid returned and asked for help securing Nicole to a tree, nobody wanted to help so as a compromise Nicole was hung from the pole and left to dangle, awaiting torture and nervously wondering what was happening to Helen. She could hear her new friend’s muffled protests and a faint buzzing sound and her mind raced imagining the cruel devices that would no doubt shorty be used on her. She also heard the familiar sadistic laughter of Helen’s torturers and was reminded of the many videos she had watched online, why was it those delivering the tickling sometimes laughed too?
Eventually there was a change in the nature of Helen’s muffled protests and guessing the reason Simon and Betty removed her ball gag….
“Please stop! I need to pee!” Helen begged quietly utterly exhausted by her ordeal
“Okay, arch your back so we can untie you” Lilly purred a sadistic gleam in her eyes
Helen obediently obliged, too exhausted to question the logic. Lilly slid the sheepskin from under her and placed it under Nicole and giving the dangling blonde a quick tickle before turning back to her quarry. Helen giggled as she was gently tickled, without the sheepskin the grass tickled the backs of her knees as she kicked and squirmed. She begged to be released by Lilly was relentless, the other girls had stopped and Andrea had switched off the vibrating toe ticklers….
“C’mon Lilly! Let her pee…” Betty implored not wanting to watch Helen wet herself.
“She tickled my Andrea! I want her tortured I want her humiliated!” Lilly insisted
The other girls focus their attention on Nicole, teasing her soft body with feathers and fingers enjoying her squirms and giggles, her feet were still stretched out for torture by the toes ties Helen had brought and Andrea enjoyed dancing her nails over the soft outstretched skin, mimicking the pattern the blonde liked to use herself and smiling as her victim went insane. Emily and Natalie ran soft feathers between Nicole’s toes occasionally breezing them across the exposed line of toes and joining Andrea in tickling the arches underneath with their fingers. Nicole was going insane, her upper body was being spared no torture except that which could have been delivered by Ingrid who was too busy trying to persuade Lilly to release Helen.
After several minutes Ingrid produced a timer, giving Lilly ten minutes to humiliate Helen before she would come and play her guard routine. Meanwhile Nicole was lifted up by the pole on which she dangled and carried over to a small tree. The sheepskins were placed either side of the tree’s trunk and Nicole was encouraged to kneel with a leg either side of the tree. She resisted at first but between her blindfold and a few tickles to her ribs she accepted that she was outnumbered and allowed herself to be tied hoping her compliance would bring mercy from her unseen captors. Her arms were stretched high above her head to one of the lower branches and her feet were still stretched out by the toe ties exposing her arches and making her feel vulnerable. She nervously awaited the tickling she knew was coming, anticipating the first feather strokes.
The tickling began gently with soft feather being traced in the hollows of her underarms and across her soles. Soon her neck was explored and Nicole guessed that Emily had waited to find a place amongst the circle of girls. At her soles at least three of her tormentors had gathered to lightly trace the pointy end of the feathers up and down her exposed soles, her position just allowed a feather to be drawn across her toes and she was thankful that further access was not possible. She soon regretted her optimism as a faint click and whir preceded a horrible sensation between her toes. She guessed an electric flosser was being used to explore her toes from the top and began to lose control. Her screams were muffled by a ball gag as her upper body torment was taken up a notch. All except for Emily the girls abandoned their brushes and feathers to use their fingers on the helpless blonde’s stretched out body.
Nicole hung helplessly and squirmed, quivering with dread as she heard the faint click of a second flosser. Smiling Betty sat at Nicole’s side placing the flosser between two of her outstretched toes whilst gently teasing her exposed underarms, she relished the increase in the blonde’s squirms and muffled protests. She pondered Helen’s torment, she had only seen Lilly like this twice before when Cleo had trapped Emily in the stocks with the itching powder. It was best to let Lilly’s wrath run its course however it would be bad to scare away the mousy petite woman. Helen looked good for a woman in her mid-thirties and Betty relished the opportunity to tickle her more.
Ingrid was delivering a merciless tummy tickle to Nicole’s helpless torso, she was reluctant to stop when she heard the timer sound, but she had to stick to her word. She was on an equal footing with Lilly despite the Geisha’s skills in crafting cruel devices and didn’t want to lose ground. She departed along with Simon and Betty. They had made it clear that they would have no part in Lilly’s cruel game, or cleaning up after it, but as the three most senior members of the group present they left to see whether or not Helen had managed to resist somehow. She had sounded pretty desperate before she was gagged and Nicole had been relocated for the sensibilities of Emily and Natalie.
At present the shy submissive Emily and Natalie were thoroughly enjoying torturing Nicole however. Emily using her feathers on her exposed underarms and neck whilst Natalie joined Andrea in using one flosser to explore her toes and some of the rubber page turners to scribble all over her stretched out soles. Nicole was going insane. The reduction in torturers hadn’t resulted in an easing up of torture rather just increased variability in the sensations produced, a ticklish spot would be discovered, tortured, abandoned but remembered only to be returned to again and again as she squirmed and giggled unable to guess what cruel trick or torment would be inflicted on her next.
The torture was unbearable but at the same time Nicole was starting to enjoy it. She had always wanted to tickle the women in the videos she watched but sometimes wondered what it would be like to be as helpless as them. She remembered Lilly’s words and wondered if she would get to deliver more tickling later. She would make Andrea laugh like never before if she did. The sandy blonde had always be her favourite and she would make her suffer if she ever got the chance. Nicole was sure that she was one of the girls at her feet, remembering the feel of her nails from before and noting how she was using some of her own favourite tricks. She wondered what had happened to Helen, she was sure she had been guided into a trap and this was not Helen’s abduction fantasy. Would Lilly really make her wet herself just for tickling Andrea?
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The next few days went by uneventfully for Andrea. Helen continued to tease her with her nyloned feet but no folders she needed were put on high shelves and Helen even walked past Andrea’s exposed upper body when she was stretching for one which happened to be up high anyway. As Friday approached both women looked forwards to tickling the other mercilessly….
“See you tomorrow” Helen purred as Andrea left…
Andrea smiled to herself having kept her plans a secret, she was going to another garden party to prepare the castle for the revenge on Helen. With the exception of Cleo all the girls arrived for drinks Natalie was wearing her boots with triple socks. Andrea knew from experience it would be a week or so more until their sensitivity would be increased, however she was sure that some of sensitivity from Tuesday had been retained. Each of the girls took a turn to be tied to the trees or staked out and Natalie’s sensitive feet proved to be a favourite. Lilly had prepared a few leaflets for the beach entitled ‘Miss us?’ with a picture of the tent, the lower part of each one consisted of pull of strip with an e-mail address…
“Just an idea for ticket sales” Lilly explained “Got the idea from Andrea’s story about how Helen waited for us last week”
Saturday arrived and Andrea, Ingrid and some of the other girls waited to pounce on Helen at the arranged rendezvous point. The Van was hidden and the location remote enough that Ingrid and Lilly were confident that they could manage the drag-net successfully. Simon and Betty were waiting at the Van whilst Emily and Natalie were at the castle. Amy had to work but had promised to visit after she had finished for the day. Lilly’s leaflet had been put up at the beach prior to the trap being baited, now the girls played the waiting game. Eventually a car passed them from their hiding place and pulled in down the road. The sound of two car doors closing was missed as were the pair of footsteps, the spanner in the works was truly recognised as both Helen and the petite blonde from the beach walked along. The ambush hadn’t been spotted but the witness changed matters slightly.
Lilly frowned from her hiding place, then grinned as an idea struck. Tapping Ingrid as whispering…
“Go I have got an idea for blondie, focus on the main target!”
Helen turned to spot Ingrid marching towards her, before she could react she was swept off her feet. Her protests were instantly muffled by a tape gag applied expertly by Lilly….
“Hi Helen didn’t say she was bringing a friend! Are you here to bring her abduction fantasy to life too?”
Helen’s protests were muffled as the baffled Nicole stuttered….
“Abduction? She just said the tickling tent had moved here” Nicole looked confused these were some of the girls from the beach but this was an unexpected twist.
“Yeah, she has always dreamed of being kidnapped and tickled mercilessly she contacted us through Andrea here” Lilly gestured towards Andrea who just smiled.
“So are you being abducted too or just helping us tickle Helen?” Lilly asked as Ingrid carried Helen to the van.
“Tickling Helen I guess…. Will I get to tickle the rest of you too?” Nicole was starting to feel less confused.
“On step at a time let’s bring Helen’s fantasy to life first” Lilly grinned handcuffing the helpless Helen.
The girls carried the helpless Helen to the van were she was bound in the back her arms tied above her head and her ankles tied to one of the torture devices that had yet to be unpacked. Andrea and Ingrid climbed in with her positioning themselves safely but so that they could tease and torment Helen’s helpless body during the drive. Ingrid stripped Helen of her boots at re-tied her ankles exposing her socked feet. Nicole was guided into the Van by Lilly who interviewed the potential witness, earning her trust and learning her name.
The Van pulled in close to the castle and Helen was guided blindfolded and bound through the gatehouse. Upon entering the castle Helen’s struggles were rendered hopeless as the girls eased a pole through her bonds and carried her the way hunters would a kill. She hung helplessly as the procession took her to her doom. Nicole tagged along looking around at the castle’s ruins and gardens. She had always liked places like this and wasn’t sure how she didn’t know about it. Upon approaching the central courtyard she noticed the stocks and various torture instruments set up on the grass. There was a rack, a large box like an organ grinder with funnels attached and strange dials on the sides. She wasn’t too sure about the kidnapping story but was too nervous to challenge Lilly.
Helen’s pole was placed across four poles, each pair of which crossed above an A-frame leaving Helen dangling not quite reaching the sheep skin under her. The tickling began with glee eight pairs of hands scratching at her flailing feet before hungrily pulling of her thin white socks and digging into her soft soles. Andrea had been dreaming about tickling these feet for weeks, all the frustration was vented on Helen’s trapped feet: every toe wiggle and teasing show dangle was being repaid. Andrea remembered how Helen had tickled her and increased the intensity of the torture.
Natalie was tickling Helen’s upper body whilst Emily used feathers to torment her neck, Nicole watched still unsure until Lilly invited her over, offering her the free space opposite Natalie. Nicole really wanted to tickle Helen’s feet but the crowd there wasn’t letting up. Her soles were receiving a thorough tickling whilst Betty and Simon danced feathers between her wiggling toes. Eventually a second sheep skin was placed under Helen giving her some support. Helen’s knees were tickled through her jeans and eventually the crowd at her feet thinned to allow Natalie and Nicole a turn. Eventually Helen’s tape gag came off to let her screams and laughter escape. The torture was so intense she could only laugh and beg and wasn’t able to reveal the rouse to Nicola who was delightedly dancing her nails over her trapped soles.
“Noo ple-ease sto-op!” was the best she could muster before Lilly produced a ball-gag to silence her, successfully muffling her screams before turning her attention to her upper body.
After around twenty minutes of torture Helen hung tired and exhausted. Lilly knew that the pressure on her ankles and wrists needed easing so suggested…
“I think it is time to stake out poor little Helen!”.
Helen was too tired to resist as the pole was untied from the A-frame and her bound wrists and ankles were eased out. Ingrid carried her to a patch of grass were the second sheepskin was placed by Betty in between four stake sticking up a few inches from the ground. Helen was too tired to resist as her jeans and top were removed and she was tightly tied between the poles spread eagled for torture her soft skin exposed. It was a Sunny day and the girls began by applying sun cream to her pale skin. Lilly hungrily eyed Nicole who was watching, wiggling her toes in her black strappy sandals, she had painted her toes black and her finger nails red. She caught Lilly watching her and Lilly winked, she smiled weakly at the Asian beauty feeling less secure now the joy of tickling Helen had passed.
Lilly remembered the cruel fingernail tickling the petite blonde had inflicted on her and caught Ingrid’s gaze. She glanced back to Nicole who was watching Helen’s struggles, Helen’s eyes were pleading with Nicole as she shook her head. The tickle torture of her clothed body was bad enough now she was in her underwear being oiled by a cute brunette and a woman in 1920s clothing. This wasn’t the weekend she had planned!
Lilly looked back to Ingrid, then looked at Nicole again and then winked. Lilly smiled broadly as Ingrid caught on, quietly fetching the other sheepskin and placing in between another four stakes before sneaking up on Nicole and lifting her off her feet. Nicole shrieked….
“What are you doing!” Nicole struggled helplessly.
“Oh two victims are better than one!” Lilly purred…
“You can’t do this! I don’t want to be tickled!” Nicole begged as the girls stripped her of her denim shorts, sandals and top before tightly stretching her out and tying her spread eagled between the stakes.
“Hmmmm! You seemed to enjoy tickling us, so today you are going to pay for the tickles you talked about earlier, except not with money!” Lilly purred tickling Helen’s feet slowly as Betty and Natalie oiled Nicole with sun cream paying particular attention to her underarms, tummy and feet. Nicole struggled and giggled as the sun cream was applied. To Lilly’s left Andrea was pulling no punches in tickling Helen’s other foot, taking full vengeance for the office tickles earlier that week.
Nicole was gagged as her protests got louder. The girls moved between each victim taking in delight in discovering new tickle spots and coming back to them time and time again. The torture continued as Simon distributed masks to the girls most of which were feathery Mardi Gras style eye masks, although some provided more cover…
“Okay Ladies, masks on” Simon declared producing a video camera and tripod.
Simon positioned the camera to get both Helen and Nicole’s tickle torture in shot whilst Betty prepared a jug of Pimm’s and distributed glasses. It was turning into a perfect afternoon: drinks on the lawn, sunshine, two beautiful women staked out being tickled mercilessly. Helen was being tortured whilst Nicole suffered soft teasing tickles from Emily and Natalie, not having earnt the wrath of Lilly and Andrea. Helen’s feet were being sensitivised with a micropedi whilst a bowl of hot soapy water was standing by along with a pair of travel hairdryers.
In order to keep her feet still during the scrubbing Lilly produced a pair of toe-ties that attached to ankle straps, almost exactly like the ones Helen had used to restrain Andrea’s toes. When Andrea remarked on the similarity Lilly raised one eyebrow and went through Helen’s bag producing Helen’s version of the toe ties and several other tickle tools including the cruel rubber page turners Helen had brought to the beach two weeks previously….
“Came prepared huh!” Lilly teased as she waved the devices in front of Helen.
“Well we have a few tickle tools of our own!” Lilly purred producing two hairdryers and passing the other to Andrea.
The hairdryers were used to heat Helen’s wet pink feet as Lilly and Andrea used long soft feathers to tease her thighs and legs. Helen’s upper body was still being tormented by the other girls, Betty had taken a permanent position tickling her neck with her soft feathers serenely enjoying the torment on her victim’s face and sipping a tall glass of Pimm’s. Other cocktails and drinks were being served from a cool box, the ice from which was used to trace over the underarms and knees of the stretched out women. Helen’s toe ties had been put to good use on Nicole who was thrashing around despite the gentle torture, Ingrid smiled at her victim and wondered how much torture this little blonde could take.
Helen’s feet had been brought to the peak of their sensitivity, she took good care of her soles but had previously had slight rough patches on her heels and the balls of her feet. These had now been removed along with her dignity and she thrashed around as much as her bonds would allow and screamed futile protests and pleas for mercy into her ball gag. The tickling was bad enough but Helen was humiliated also, she had longed for a weekend of torturing other women enjoying their feeble struggles and the feeling of dominance it gave her, instead she was stripped to her bra and panties and being tickled mercilessly herself. Lilly and Andrea had identified her toes as her most ticklish spot and after exploring them with an assortment of brushes and feather decided it was time to apply the vibrating feather devices. Helen desperately wiggled her toes to escape the attentions of the evil vibrating feather but her attempts only made the torture worse. Inches below Lilly and Andrea used the rubber page turners from her handbag to explore her outstretched arches.
Helen collapsed in silent laughter no longer having the energy to struggle hopelessly and descending into tickle hell, suffering like she had never suffered before. Nicole still had the energy to struggle not having endured the torment Helen had when hung from the pole.
Her tormentors discussed this position alongside numerous others that the petite blonde should have the pleasure of experience. They delighted in her quiet pleas for mercy as she giggled and squirmed but ignored her completely and continued their gentle feather tickling of her trapped body paying particular attention to her underarms, neck, feet and toes. Ingrid would occasionally drop her feathers and deliver a brutal finger tickling mixed with gentle strokes of the back of Nicole’s knees enjoying the way the unpredictability of sensations kept her victim in a constant state of anxiety that was heightened by a blindfold. After an extremely pleasant torture session Nicole began to beg too be allowed to go to the toilet, Ingrid played the guard and escorted the blindfolded blonde to the castle’s small archaic toilet in the gatehouse, enjoying the nervous giggles of her victim as the grass tickled her bare feet.
Now the other girls all focused on Helen whilst Simon repositioned the camera so only the mousy haired victim was in shot. Emily and Natalie replaced Betty at Helen’s neck, she quickly joined her husband to torture the staked out victim’s upper body and tummy. Lilly and Andrea continued their merciless assault on Helen’s trapped pink soles using hairbrushes and oil to break the grip of exhaustion and drive her into hysterics.
Ingrid returned and asked for help securing Nicole to a tree, nobody wanted to help so as a compromise Nicole was hung from the pole and left to dangle, awaiting torture and nervously wondering what was happening to Helen. She could hear her new friend’s muffled protests and a faint buzzing sound and her mind raced imagining the cruel devices that would no doubt shorty be used on her. She also heard the familiar sadistic laughter of Helen’s torturers and was reminded of the many videos she had watched online, why was it those delivering the tickling sometimes laughed too?
Eventually there was a change in the nature of Helen’s muffled protests and guessing the reason Simon and Betty removed her ball gag….
“Please stop! I need to pee!” Helen begged quietly utterly exhausted by her ordeal
“Okay, arch your back so we can untie you” Lilly purred a sadistic gleam in her eyes
Helen obediently obliged, too exhausted to question the logic. Lilly slid the sheepskin from under her and placed it under Nicole and giving the dangling blonde a quick tickle before turning back to her quarry. Helen giggled as she was gently tickled, without the sheepskin the grass tickled the backs of her knees as she kicked and squirmed. She begged to be released by Lilly was relentless, the other girls had stopped and Andrea had switched off the vibrating toe ticklers….
“C’mon Lilly! Let her pee…” Betty implored not wanting to watch Helen wet herself.
“She tickled my Andrea! I want her tortured I want her humiliated!” Lilly insisted
The other girls focus their attention on Nicole, teasing her soft body with feathers and fingers enjoying her squirms and giggles, her feet were still stretched out for torture by the toes ties Helen had brought and Andrea enjoyed dancing her nails over the soft outstretched skin, mimicking the pattern the blonde liked to use herself and smiling as her victim went insane. Emily and Natalie ran soft feathers between Nicole’s toes occasionally breezing them across the exposed line of toes and joining Andrea in tickling the arches underneath with their fingers. Nicole was going insane, her upper body was being spared no torture except that which could have been delivered by Ingrid who was too busy trying to persuade Lilly to release Helen.
After several minutes Ingrid produced a timer, giving Lilly ten minutes to humiliate Helen before she would come and play her guard routine. Meanwhile Nicole was lifted up by the pole on which she dangled and carried over to a small tree. The sheepskins were placed either side of the tree’s trunk and Nicole was encouraged to kneel with a leg either side of the tree. She resisted at first but between her blindfold and a few tickles to her ribs she accepted that she was outnumbered and allowed herself to be tied hoping her compliance would bring mercy from her unseen captors. Her arms were stretched high above her head to one of the lower branches and her feet were still stretched out by the toe ties exposing her arches and making her feel vulnerable. She nervously awaited the tickling she knew was coming, anticipating the first feather strokes.
The tickling began gently with soft feather being traced in the hollows of her underarms and across her soles. Soon her neck was explored and Nicole guessed that Emily had waited to find a place amongst the circle of girls. At her soles at least three of her tormentors had gathered to lightly trace the pointy end of the feathers up and down her exposed soles, her position just allowed a feather to be drawn across her toes and she was thankful that further access was not possible. She soon regretted her optimism as a faint click and whir preceded a horrible sensation between her toes. She guessed an electric flosser was being used to explore her toes from the top and began to lose control. Her screams were muffled by a ball gag as her upper body torment was taken up a notch. All except for Emily the girls abandoned their brushes and feathers to use their fingers on the helpless blonde’s stretched out body.
Nicole hung helplessly and squirmed, quivering with dread as she heard the faint click of a second flosser. Smiling Betty sat at Nicole’s side placing the flosser between two of her outstretched toes whilst gently teasing her exposed underarms, she relished the increase in the blonde’s squirms and muffled protests. She pondered Helen’s torment, she had only seen Lilly like this twice before when Cleo had trapped Emily in the stocks with the itching powder. It was best to let Lilly’s wrath run its course however it would be bad to scare away the mousy petite woman. Helen looked good for a woman in her mid-thirties and Betty relished the opportunity to tickle her more.
Ingrid was delivering a merciless tummy tickle to Nicole’s helpless torso, she was reluctant to stop when she heard the timer sound, but she had to stick to her word. She was on an equal footing with Lilly despite the Geisha’s skills in crafting cruel devices and didn’t want to lose ground. She departed along with Simon and Betty. They had made it clear that they would have no part in Lilly’s cruel game, or cleaning up after it, but as the three most senior members of the group present they left to see whether or not Helen had managed to resist somehow. She had sounded pretty desperate before she was gagged and Nicole had been relocated for the sensibilities of Emily and Natalie.
At present the shy submissive Emily and Natalie were thoroughly enjoying torturing Nicole however. Emily using her feathers on her exposed underarms and neck whilst Natalie joined Andrea in using one flosser to explore her toes and some of the rubber page turners to scribble all over her stretched out soles. Nicole was going insane. The reduction in torturers hadn’t resulted in an easing up of torture rather just increased variability in the sensations produced, a ticklish spot would be discovered, tortured, abandoned but remembered only to be returned to again and again as she squirmed and giggled unable to guess what cruel trick or torment would be inflicted on her next.
The torture was unbearable but at the same time Nicole was starting to enjoy it. She had always wanted to tickle the women in the videos she watched but sometimes wondered what it would be like to be as helpless as them. She remembered Lilly’s words and wondered if she would get to deliver more tickling later. She would make Andrea laugh like never before if she did. The sandy blonde had always be her favourite and she would make her suffer if she ever got the chance. Nicole was sure that she was one of the girls at her feet, remembering the feel of her nails from before and noting how she was using some of her own favourite tricks. She wondered what had happened to Helen, she was sure she had been guided into a trap and this was not Helen’s abduction fantasy. Would Lilly really make her wet herself just for tickling Andrea?
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