Lady Feathers
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Leo DaVinci is a modern day artist living working in a sea port city of Florence in upstate New York. He is historically linked to Leonardo DaVinci by family. Leonardo is his grandfather four generations removed. Leo is very much like him in his artistic flair and sense of adventure. Leo works for a gallery owned by Lance De Medici whose family is linked to the great De Medici from the 1400 hundreds. Leo is also friends with Lance's brother Jeromy. Jeromy has a darker faction to his soul. He works as his brother's "enforcer" when money owed is not paid. In Leo's case, it is to coerce him into painting the odd forgery. Leo's art is genius, but his forgery's are even more genius.
From time to time, Jeromy will ask Leo to paint a forgery so he can sell it to get money when he needs it. In the beginning, Leo refused saying that his work was to be legitimate art. Jeromy dropped it for a while, until one night, after the two men had been drinking. They went back to Jeromy's apartment. Leo collapsed on Jeromy's couch, drunk and asleep. Jeromy hadn't had as much to drink as Leo, so he sat in the chair and watched and plotted while Leo slept off his drunkenness.
Jeromy removed Leo's shoes and socks and tied his feet together with nylon rope. Then he opened Leo's shirt and removed it and tied his arms up, careful not to wake him just yet. When Leo started to stir, Jeromy took a large goose feather and began stroking it along Leo's ribs. Leo was still half asleep, but soft giggles slipped out of him. Jeromy smiled. "Just as I had suspected! He is ticklish!" Jeromy stroked the feather back and forth on Leo's ribs then moved to his belly. Leo's soft giggles turned to harder giggling as he woke up.
"Jeromy! NO! Stop! Please! You don't want to do this!!" pleaded Leo. Jeromy laughed. "So the great Leo DaVinci is as ticklish as a little girl!"
Leo struggled against the ropes, but couldn't break free. Jeromy set the feather down and began tickling Leo's ribs with his fingertips, sending Leo into hysterical laughter and wild pleading for him to stop.
"Do the forgery for me and I will stop all this madness!" Jeromy whispered in a sinister tone. Leo knew he would soon break under Jeromy's skillful tickling. Jeromy was a skilled tickler and could break anyone who was even mildly ticklish. Leo refused. His art was genius and he wanted no part of using it for illegal gains. Jeromy laughed. "Ok. Then we'll see how long it takes to break you!" Leo began trembling as Jeromy pulled the rope tighter. Jeromy ran his nails along Leo's ribs.
From time to time, Jeromy will ask Leo to paint a forgery so he can sell it to get money when he needs it. In the beginning, Leo refused saying that his work was to be legitimate art. Jeromy dropped it for a while, until one night, after the two men had been drinking. They went back to Jeromy's apartment. Leo collapsed on Jeromy's couch, drunk and asleep. Jeromy hadn't had as much to drink as Leo, so he sat in the chair and watched and plotted while Leo slept off his drunkenness.
Jeromy removed Leo's shoes and socks and tied his feet together with nylon rope. Then he opened Leo's shirt and removed it and tied his arms up, careful not to wake him just yet. When Leo started to stir, Jeromy took a large goose feather and began stroking it along Leo's ribs. Leo was still half asleep, but soft giggles slipped out of him. Jeromy smiled. "Just as I had suspected! He is ticklish!" Jeromy stroked the feather back and forth on Leo's ribs then moved to his belly. Leo's soft giggles turned to harder giggling as he woke up.
"Jeromy! NO! Stop! Please! You don't want to do this!!" pleaded Leo. Jeromy laughed. "So the great Leo DaVinci is as ticklish as a little girl!"
Leo struggled against the ropes, but couldn't break free. Jeromy set the feather down and began tickling Leo's ribs with his fingertips, sending Leo into hysterical laughter and wild pleading for him to stop.
"Do the forgery for me and I will stop all this madness!" Jeromy whispered in a sinister tone. Leo knew he would soon break under Jeromy's skillful tickling. Jeromy was a skilled tickler and could break anyone who was even mildly ticklish. Leo refused. His art was genius and he wanted no part of using it for illegal gains. Jeromy laughed. "Ok. Then we'll see how long it takes to break you!" Leo began trembling as Jeromy pulled the rope tighter. Jeromy ran his nails along Leo's ribs.
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