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the last of the series for the lovely and friendly, Anna and Heather Smith. And yes girls, i am currently working on the grand finale of survivor. I will also post on this thread my ideas on your next Charmed story as soon as i gather them.
here ya go! enjoy!
A Blast With The Cast
Starring the cast of Buffy
Part 4: Revenge So Sweet
Alyson let loose the three anxious babes. They commenced to lock Alyson in the stocks and tie her arms and toes up. " Sarah, you tickle her right
side, and Michelle can get her left side." commanded Amber. " Who put you in charge mi........" started Sarah. " GODDAMNIT! JUST DO WHAT I
FUCKING SAY!" shouted Amber with her all impowering authority. " All right, ya don't gotta be so bitchy about it." replied Sarah backing down while
Amber just rolled her eyes. Amber, now taking control, and clearly one not to be fucked with, opted for the two long, stiff feathers, while both Sarah and
Michelle chose the feather fan and an electric toothbrush each. " Let the revenge begin!" teased Amber.
And they were off, tickling like they were in the Kentucky Derby. Michelle and Sarah applied the fans to Alyson's soft, succulent breasts,
while "cleaning" her armpits vigourisly with the toothbrushes while poor Alyson bucked with intense laughter. Amber attacked her soft soles like
Michael Myers gutting his latest victim. She stroked the feather up and down and all around her helpless high arches, while arcing the intense
torture device under the curl of her defenseless toes, and scrubbing in between her spread toes like a housewife during spring cleaning. Alyson
felt as defenseless as a newborn lamb and loved every second of it as her brain was racked with ticklish agony like a tiger thrashing around it's
prey like a rag doll.
"GEHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOO YHEHES! DOHONTT STOHOPP! HHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHOHOHO((GASP*)
OOOOHOHOHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEEEE!" laughed Alyson, hysterically. Sarah and Michelle were now fanning her taught tummy, while sucking
and savouring her sweet, sensitive breasts and rock hard nipples. In fact, her nipples were so damn hard, you could hang a white flag on each,
like king of the soft bouncy hill. Amber decided to screw the feathers and dived in to suck on each her lucious toes like a child with a sweet tooth and the last
lollipop in the world, or like a hungry lioness finally devouring her prey after days without sweet meat. After about ten minutes, they decided to give
their tickle slave a small break. " OK ladies I think I had about enough tickling for one day, I just can't stand to be tickled so intensely anymore."
said Alyson, panting like a furry dog in the middle of the summer in the Sahara Desert. " Oho no, I don't think so, that was just for Michelle's little
ordeal, you still gotta pay for Amber's and my sweet tickle torture, not to mention your reward." teased Sarah. Alyson, then and there realized
that she had seriously fucked up. She was so blinded by her lust for the three babes, she forgot they would tickle torture her for more than she could
possibly endure.The shit has hit the fan, she thought with tears in her beautiful eyes. She loved tickling, yes, but too much was just too fucking much,
but she knew with all her schemeing heart she could not beg for her freedom, but she would have to sit tight and endure the pure torture. But a voice
deep inside her told her that she was going to have the most fun ever. The three ticklers decided to rotate tickling positions every ten minutes,
so that meant Michelle was at Alyson's bare feet, ready to brush them with both electric toothbrushes like the two best pieces of canvas a painter
could have in the world. Sarah was at her left with the notorious fan and a feather and Amber was at her right with the same tools as her partner.
Michelle just decided to ditch the toothbrushes, and use the most agile, sleek, and torturous tickle weapon in her arsenal, her tongue. And round two
began with, after just ten seconds, Alyson was thrown over the edge into hysterical silent laughter, like a mime, letting her body play out the ticklish
agony she was enduring with all the bucking, and twitching and the sweet smile on her porcelin doll like face in between her gasps for air made you
think she loved being in such horrible agony.........almost. Like a malfunctioning robot, she twisted, twitched, and bucked, and to sum it up, she was going
buck wild. Michelle's tongue seemed as agile as a snake's as she whipped it between Alyson's toes, and almost miracously bending over backwards to
tickle the tops of her toes. Michelle was truly devoted to her cause. the other two babes were dragging their feathers every square millimeter
of Alyson's hyper-sensitive tummy, drawing imaginary pictures and twirling it in her bellybutton,and also switching to lick and blow in her hollow pits
making loud farting sounds, causing the three girls giggle, definitely not to mention the poor Alyson.
After ten agonizing minutes, they switched one last time, giving the tortured Alyson a 30 second head start on catching her breath.
Sarah was at her sweet feet, and decided to try something new, she layed down with her bare feet, still red from her torture, at Alyson's equally
red tootsies, and began to tickle Alyson's, heels, soles, and balls of her feet with her own wiggling toes, which totally caught Alyson off guard,
sending her into hysterics. Sarah did this partly because she was somewhat lazy, being so rich, having everybody doing things for her, hence
her ultra-ticklish tootsies. The other two heavenly honies decided to dance all twenty fingers all over Alyson's tummy, breasts, and pits, like one
big, grand, stage for tickle ballet. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOO(*GASP*)HAHAHAHA
HEHEHEHEOHOHOHHEHEHEHEE NOOOOOOOO!" cackled Alyson with a hoarse voice. After ten long minutes, they finally stopped to give
Alyson her reward and also a desert for themselves. They each stuck a finger into her sweet pink pussy, pulling their fingers in and out, twisting
and twirling them slowly in the process. "UNGH OOOOOH AAAAH UNGH MMMMMMM YESS! OHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT!" moaned
Alyson with delight until she squirted like a water fountain while promptly passing out. The three females withdrew their fingers, dripping with
**** as delicious as honey, and sucked it off like the sweetest lollipop ever. And Amber, currently the leader of the pack, bent down to suck up
the leftovers.
Later on, they literally kissed and made up, and decided to create their own little secret tickling club. They called it Buffy's Tickle Torture
Society which met every two weeks, and picked and tickled a member every meeting. And they all lived ( and tickled) happily ever after.
here ya go! enjoy!
A Blast With The Cast
Starring the cast of Buffy
Part 4: Revenge So Sweet
Alyson let loose the three anxious babes. They commenced to lock Alyson in the stocks and tie her arms and toes up. " Sarah, you tickle her right
side, and Michelle can get her left side." commanded Amber. " Who put you in charge mi........" started Sarah. " GODDAMNIT! JUST DO WHAT I
FUCKING SAY!" shouted Amber with her all impowering authority. " All right, ya don't gotta be so bitchy about it." replied Sarah backing down while
Amber just rolled her eyes. Amber, now taking control, and clearly one not to be fucked with, opted for the two long, stiff feathers, while both Sarah and
Michelle chose the feather fan and an electric toothbrush each. " Let the revenge begin!" teased Amber.
And they were off, tickling like they were in the Kentucky Derby. Michelle and Sarah applied the fans to Alyson's soft, succulent breasts,
while "cleaning" her armpits vigourisly with the toothbrushes while poor Alyson bucked with intense laughter. Amber attacked her soft soles like
Michael Myers gutting his latest victim. She stroked the feather up and down and all around her helpless high arches, while arcing the intense
torture device under the curl of her defenseless toes, and scrubbing in between her spread toes like a housewife during spring cleaning. Alyson
felt as defenseless as a newborn lamb and loved every second of it as her brain was racked with ticklish agony like a tiger thrashing around it's
prey like a rag doll.
"GEHAHAHAHAHAHOHOHOO YHEHES! DOHONTT STOHOPP! HHEHEHEHEHEEHEHEEHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHOHOHO((GASP*)
OOOOHOHOHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEEEE!" laughed Alyson, hysterically. Sarah and Michelle were now fanning her taught tummy, while sucking
and savouring her sweet, sensitive breasts and rock hard nipples. In fact, her nipples were so damn hard, you could hang a white flag on each,
like king of the soft bouncy hill. Amber decided to screw the feathers and dived in to suck on each her lucious toes like a child with a sweet tooth and the last
lollipop in the world, or like a hungry lioness finally devouring her prey after days without sweet meat. After about ten minutes, they decided to give
their tickle slave a small break. " OK ladies I think I had about enough tickling for one day, I just can't stand to be tickled so intensely anymore."
said Alyson, panting like a furry dog in the middle of the summer in the Sahara Desert. " Oho no, I don't think so, that was just for Michelle's little
ordeal, you still gotta pay for Amber's and my sweet tickle torture, not to mention your reward." teased Sarah. Alyson, then and there realized
that she had seriously fucked up. She was so blinded by her lust for the three babes, she forgot they would tickle torture her for more than she could
possibly endure.The shit has hit the fan, she thought with tears in her beautiful eyes. She loved tickling, yes, but too much was just too fucking much,
but she knew with all her schemeing heart she could not beg for her freedom, but she would have to sit tight and endure the pure torture. But a voice
deep inside her told her that she was going to have the most fun ever. The three ticklers decided to rotate tickling positions every ten minutes,
so that meant Michelle was at Alyson's bare feet, ready to brush them with both electric toothbrushes like the two best pieces of canvas a painter
could have in the world. Sarah was at her left with the notorious fan and a feather and Amber was at her right with the same tools as her partner.
Michelle just decided to ditch the toothbrushes, and use the most agile, sleek, and torturous tickle weapon in her arsenal, her tongue. And round two
began with, after just ten seconds, Alyson was thrown over the edge into hysterical silent laughter, like a mime, letting her body play out the ticklish
agony she was enduring with all the bucking, and twitching and the sweet smile on her porcelin doll like face in between her gasps for air made you
think she loved being in such horrible agony.........almost. Like a malfunctioning robot, she twisted, twitched, and bucked, and to sum it up, she was going
buck wild. Michelle's tongue seemed as agile as a snake's as she whipped it between Alyson's toes, and almost miracously bending over backwards to
tickle the tops of her toes. Michelle was truly devoted to her cause. the other two babes were dragging their feathers every square millimeter
of Alyson's hyper-sensitive tummy, drawing imaginary pictures and twirling it in her bellybutton,and also switching to lick and blow in her hollow pits
making loud farting sounds, causing the three girls giggle, definitely not to mention the poor Alyson.
After ten agonizing minutes, they switched one last time, giving the tortured Alyson a 30 second head start on catching her breath.
Sarah was at her sweet feet, and decided to try something new, she layed down with her bare feet, still red from her torture, at Alyson's equally
red tootsies, and began to tickle Alyson's, heels, soles, and balls of her feet with her own wiggling toes, which totally caught Alyson off guard,
sending her into hysterics. Sarah did this partly because she was somewhat lazy, being so rich, having everybody doing things for her, hence
her ultra-ticklish tootsies. The other two heavenly honies decided to dance all twenty fingers all over Alyson's tummy, breasts, and pits, like one
big, grand, stage for tickle ballet. "AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEOHOHOHOHOHOHOHHOO(*GASP*)HAHAHAHA
HEHEHEHEOHOHOHHEHEHEHEE NOOOOOOOO!" cackled Alyson with a hoarse voice. After ten long minutes, they finally stopped to give
Alyson her reward and also a desert for themselves. They each stuck a finger into her sweet pink pussy, pulling their fingers in and out, twisting
and twirling them slowly in the process. "UNGH OOOOOH AAAAH UNGH MMMMMMM YESS! OHSHITOHSHITOHSHITOHSHIT!" moaned
Alyson with delight until she squirted like a water fountain while promptly passing out. The three females withdrew their fingers, dripping with
**** as delicious as honey, and sucked it off like the sweetest lollipop ever. And Amber, currently the leader of the pack, bent down to suck up
the leftovers.
Later on, they literally kissed and made up, and decided to create their own little secret tickling club. They called it Buffy's Tickle Torture
Society which met every two weeks, and picked and tickled a member every meeting. And they all lived ( and tickled) happily ever after.