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It felt weird writing stories based in the summer so I have skipped ahead several months and written a one off story for the characters from the Andrea Saga/ Castle tickling event. It is longer than I planned and got a bit more sexual but here it is...
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Andrea shivered as she approached Simon & Betty’s. It was a crisp December day, dry but cold. Andrea wore a patterned Woollen Tunic and thermal leggings, her boots were a gift from Lilly and came up to just below her knees accentuating her shapely calf muscles. The boots were brown suede with darker brown fur around the top, thicker leather straps criss-crossed the boots. Andrea was greeted at the door by Betty and was welcomed in. Whilst Andrea was removing her boots Lilly emerged grinning broadly. Andrea was wearing the thick Christmas socks under the boots she had also bought her. Lilly had been truly spoiling Andrea, but it was worth it; the Sandy Blonde looked so pretty. The socks were really a gift for Lilly since they kept Andrea’s feet super soft and sensitive, for months the Sandy Blonde had been wearing three pairs of socks over frequently lotioned soles. The result had raised Andrea’s sensitivity to its absolute maximum.
In the living room all the Girl’s sat and chatted drinking mulled wine and eating minced pies and gingerbread men. On the TV a slide show of pictures from the many tickling events kept them entertained. After the first show had been such a success the team worked hard to make it a monthly thing, naturally in the winter the show had to be downsized. Interspersed amongst the pictures of tickle torture from the summer a few from the recent Winter-Tickle Wonderland popped up on the TV screen. Beautiful women dressed as Santa’s elves sat with their stocking feet locked in the stocks.
Andrea giggled, remembering tickling their soft feet in their stripy silk stockings. Her favourite had by Esther who had worn red and white stockings, Andrea remembered the cute Goth squirming under her fingertips. Andrea looked around and noted Ester’s absence, she made sure she spoke to Emily and Natalie who were occasionally shy. Andrea had been shy once but found her confidence through this group. She always tried to ensure other shy women weren’t left alone. As Andrea complemented Emily’s new earrings Simon called for order….
“Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen!....” He began in his circus master’s tones.
“We have a special present for one of our guests, without whom all our recent tickling fun at the castle would not have been possible. He continued.
Andrea looked around, expecting Amy or Ingrid to be summoned; both had worked so hard, Amy had quit her job and Ingrid had spent long hours gardening and maintaining the castle grounds. Simon and Betty smiled at Andrea.
“Andrea would you like to accompany us to the basement?” Simon asked.
Andrea squirmed; ‘Was this a trick? Were they going to tickle her? Would it be an enjoyable tickle session?’ she wondered to herself as Betty offered her blindfold.
The blindfolded Sandy Blonde giggled as she was guided down the steps to the basement. The rest of the team chuckled as the followed her downstairs. Andrea’s breathing increased, the blindfolded procession had peaked her anxiety. She could hear her friend’s giggle and wondered what they had in store for her. Lilly slowly slipped off Andrea’s blindfold loving her friend’s nervous shivers, the basement was not cold and bathed in warm light from the replica lanterns and heaters that had been relocated from the castle.
Andrea’s eyes adjusted and as she looked around she noted the arrangement of torture devices. Most were packed away for the New Year; but a rack was visible and cleared of clutter, were they going to rack her again? Eventually she noticed a large box wrapped in Christmas paper. All the discarded wrapping paper was wrapped around the familiar box. The top seemed soft and a bulge was visible in the front…
“Go on!” Amy beamed…
Andrea slowly approached and peeled the wrapping paper from the quivering twitching bulge in the front of her present, she had guessed what they had given her but enjoyed slowly revealing her prize. A soft pale pair of soles twitched as they were exposed to the air. Andrea marvelled at the soft treasures with their dark toenail polish. She lightly traced her fingertips of the taut arches, held in place by full toe-ties. Instantly the toes curled against their bonds and Andrea delighted in the muffled squeals and giggles from the top of the box. Andrea had to see the rest of her present and ripped the already tatty paper from the top of the box secured around the four rods used to disguise Cleo that first night at the beach.
Esther was both blindfolded and gagged but could not have been more beautiful to Andrea. Her fingers curled and flexed as the sandy blonde returned to her soles, using a feather this time. Andrea breezed the feather between her victim’s toes and drew the quill end the length of the soft pale arches in deliberate well practised strokes…
“We have more toys if you want to play with them” Amy chimed in, handing Andrea a jug of water.
Andrea eyes widened, the joy of Esther’s bare feet had made her forget about the devilish design of the torture box…
“Really?” She asked, ecstatic with her present.
“You keep tickling her feet and we will work the dials!” Lilly beamed taking the jug of water and pouring it into the funnel that powered the mainwheel.
Esther’s struggles intensified as the feathers inside the box began tickling her. Amy opened the inspection hatch for all to marvel at the device’s cruel brilliance. The main wheel turned two rows of feathers that breezed across Esther’s most sensitive regions. Inside the box the gentle Goth girl’s arms and legs were held by straps that in turn caused more feathers to brush against her underarms and the backs of her knees. Andrea meanwhile had stepped up the tempo using her long fingernails to torment Esther’s silky soft arches. She agreed to share her present with Cassie and Nicole who used electric toothbrushes between Esther’s toes, Cassie held one in each hand whilst Nicole kept her left hand free to make full use of her short but effective nails. The foot alone tickling was enough to drive Esther insane but the feathery administrations of the box pushed her into tickle hell. Three sets of nails and three electric toothbrushes tormented her, some of the other girls had join with flossers and feathers since her feet were the only available flesh to torment. Simon, Betty and Amy had begun adjusting the controls to the box. At the first the feather wheel had felt good to Esther but it had been encouraged to roll back on its axis to the teasing point where the feathers just grazed the soft skin to either side of her pussy. Her initial arousal had raised her sensitivity and Amy beamed at her mastery of the device, she knew that when aroused her slave became twice as ticklish and relished the cruel torments she now suffered.
Simon and Lilly instructed the other girls in the working of the tickle box, one of the most devious of their many creations. Eventually all had taken a turn at adjusting the dials and assisting Andrea at Esther’s soles.
“Okay I think Andrea would like a these soft feet to herself now!” Lilly announced to the disappointment of those sharing in her present.
“How about if she gets to play with these too!” Betty declared, holding up a pair of small devices.
“Ooh! Yes Please!” Andrea beamed, recognising the devices.
Esther’s toes were briefly freed only to be re-secured it a different pair of toes-ties that attached to vibrating feathers that ran between her toes. Andrea knew how dreadfully ticklish the spots in between Esther toes were, and that her victim would not be able to resist activating the device. As Betty helped secure the devices Lilly cruelly leaned in and explained Esther’s plight slowly, taking a sadistic delight in the Goth girl’s trembles.
It was a cruel game, Esther kept her toes flexed back, dreading the first horrible sensations on her outstretched arches. Andrea blew slowly on her prize and marvelled at the way Esther’s feet trembled, she paused to take a mental snapshot, never wanting to forget these pretty feet and their plight. She started gently, wanting to torment Esther. She slowly traced on index finger up and down each arch slowly, occasionally making small circles around the most sensitive spots. Esther desperately tried to keep her feet still. Andrea began to scratch slightly with her nails on Esther’s heels, any other part of Esther’s feet would have resulted in an instant activation of the devices between her toes but Andrea wanted to let her know what was coming and watch her squirm, the Sadistic Sandy Blonde drew her fingertips up and down the length of the soft arches again and again only to return to Esther’s heel with her sharp nails. Esther squirmed and pleaded into her ball-gag desperate to escape her situation;
‘Why had she agreed to this?’ she thought…
‘Oh yeah that’s why!’ Esther thought imagining her present’.
Andrea could no longer stand keeping her victim in a state of agonised anticipation and fluttered her nails up the soft arches driving Esther insane. The Goth instantly curled her toes in an instinct, but futile attempt to escape the tickle torture. Her toes were instantly pulled back tight as the feathers between them began to buzz and vibrate, sending her into a hysterical fit. As Esther lost control she trashed in her bonds which caused the feather inside to add to her torment.
Andrea continued her merciless assault of Esther soles with fingernails, scrubbing and hairbrushes before deciding to ‘reset the trap’. Esther was given a brief respite in which the buzzing feathers were switched off and the toe-ties reset to trip the trap again. Andrea delighted in keeping her victim in suspense and played this fun game three or four times. The Sandy Blonde lay face down on a sheepskin, completely fascinated by Esther’s quivering soles. As she teased the soft arches with a feather she twirled her own socked feet in the air. Her friend’s had grown bored of waiting and quickly seized her ankles, enticed by the wonderful display. Soon the Sandy Blonde was giggling herself as her socked feet were explored. As she was gang tickled those not tickling her took a last turn at Esther’s soles before the exhausted Goth was released. Ingrid scooped the squirming Andrea up in her arms…
“So did you enjoy your present?” The gentle giant teased as her friends crowded around to tickle the struggling captive.
Andrea just nodded and tried to escape the ticklish administrations of her friends.
“Good! I thought you would enjoy a session with my slave!” Amy beamed.
“Now it’s time for our present!” Ingrid grinned carrying Andrea to the rack.
“What?” Andrea screamed.
“Oh yes! I knew you would want Esther at your mercy, but everyone else asked Father Christmas for that devious Sandy Blonde stretched out on the torture rack.
“Nooo!” Andrea screamed as she struggled.
“Shall we strip her naked?” Nicole cruelly asked.
“To her bra and panties!” Lilly replied grinning evilly.
Andrea was stripped and secured to the rack. As she was slowly tightened she grinned, she knew what delicious torture would follow and half dreaded, half anticipated the fun ahead. Esther had dressed herself and was wearing the black and white striped socks Andrea loved. The shy Goth also wore a long tatty black dress and an old band T-shirt, something about her scruffiness turned Andrea on and she wished she could have session tickling the Goth after her turn at being stretched out.
“So all at once or one at a time?” Lilly asked.
“Oh I think Esther should have the first crack at her, then we will slowly join in!” Amy answered.
Esther had only agreed to the torture box if she could tickle Andrea naked on the rack. For now her victim was still clothed but she knew that wouldn’t last. Esther slipped the blindfold she had worn over Andrea’s head, she used a fresh ball-gag to silence her victim and took delight in her helpless squirms…
“Is she as tight as she can be?” Esther asked.
“Yes, and this rack doesn’t have the safety catch” Simon answered from the wheel.
“Good, then we shall begin!” Esther cruelly whispered.
The Goth began at Andrea’s upper arms and slowly drew her fingertips down Andrea’s body, she paused slightly at her victim’s underarms and the ticklish spot in each elbow. Andrea squirmed and giggled knowing this trick but suffering the build-up of anticipation all the same. Esther playfully teased her upper body as she made her way slowly down to swirl both hands across Andrea’s tightly stretched tummy. Esther skilfully teased Andrea by tracing her fingertips from her hips to upper thighs, bringing her hands in to create the illusion she would cross them over Andrea’s pussy but turning them back to squeeze the tops of her thighs instead, she used this technique until she reached Andrea’s knees at which point she dropped both hands and found the ticklish spot underneath each knee. After tormenting this soft helpless tickle spot for a few seconds Esther reversed direction and traced her fingertips up the backs of Andrea’s thighs, bringing her hands inwards to finds the devilish at the top of the inner leg.
Andrea was in hell, there was only one tickler but she was playing her like an instrument. Esther changed direction again and worked her way back to the soft spot stretched out behind each of her knees. Esther loved tickling this spot and the rack truly made it vulnerable to tickle torture. She returned to Andrea’s thighs again as well as teasing her calves only to come back to the torture spot unexpectedly. Eventually Esther could resist the call of Andrea’s feet no-more and made her way to the stocks at the end of the rack. Andrea’s big toes had already been tied back and Esther repaid Andrea for the foot tickling she had received in the torture box. She used her fingertips, nails, feather and brushes to torment Andrea’s perfectly soft soles. Month after month of pampering and triple socks had brought these treasures to the peak of their sensitivity. Lilly joined Esther in tormenting the helpless skin. Emily meanwhile had taken her position at Andrea’s neck.
As the serene blonde made her usual feathery tease of Andrea’s neck she slipped off the blindfold, wanting to see the suffering in her victim’s eyes….
“We all asked for you as our present, you know?” The serene Princess testified with a tranquil serenity at odds with the cruel sadism of her message.
Andrea’s eyes widened as Emily continued.
“That means you are going to be on this rack for a loooo-ong time….!” Emily continued
Andrea mumbled into her ball-gag.
“They are keeping your bra and panties on for my benefit, but they are going to strip you naked and tickle you mercilessly for hours….” Emily continued.
“And when you pass out you will wake up on another tickling device to fulfil another fantasy” Cassie interjected, beginning a soft underarm tickle that brought Andrea to screaming panic.
Andrea thrashed helplessly. All of her tormentors poured over her eager to find her most sensitive spots. The blindfold was reapplied and Andrea begged hopelessly into her ball-gag. This was her present too…
After the last tickling event at the castle she had admitted to Lilly that she wanted to be tickle tortured for a long time. She described in detail to her girlfriend a fantasy where her tormentors just didn’t stop and kept tickling her for days giving her only brief breaks for food, sleep and bathroom breaks. Lilly had listened quietly not truly believing what she was hearing. Andrea had grown both in confidence and the potency of her desires tickle and to be tickled. Andrea’s torture continued, her tormentors varied their techniques keep her on edge. After the initial assault the tickling slowed to give her a chance to breathe…
“Would those toe-tie things work on these stocks?” Esther asked.
“Probably we can always try!” Lilly replied.
Andrea’s torture continued as Lilly and Simon adjusted the toe-ties from the torture box to fit the stocks at the foot of the rack. Esther then took a turn playing the cruel game Andrea had used to torment her soft soles. Apart from Emily the rest of the group took a break for food a drink. The Princess knew that when they returned they would want to strip Andrea. Nicole also lingered, joining Esther at Andrea’s soles when it was time to push her over the edge. Nicole’s nails were especially effective on Andrea’s arches and usually heralded the buzzing of the feathers between her toes. Eventually the torture party returned to drive Andrea into tickle hell once more.
“You know I think it’s time to lick this woman silly!” Nicole declared, rolling her tongue.
“No, Nicole sweetie! She really doesn’t like that!” Lilly replied.
“Well then perhaps we should make her choose” Amy chimed in loosening Andrea’s ball-gag.
“No! Please not that!” Andrea begged her voice hoarse from helpless futile screaming.
“So either we lick honey from your soles or you let us expose those pretty breasts” Amy teased.
“Okay I will take my bra off but I need a bathroom break too!” Andrea replied.
The Sandy Blonde was release and re-socked by Lilly who guided her to the bathroom.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Lilly asked, concerned.
Andrea nodded shyly.
“Okay will be interesting to see just how much you can take”. Lilly concluded.
Andrea returned to the rack. Emily and Natalie had taken their cue to leave but the rest of the group watched as Andrea slowly removed her socks and unbuckled her bra. Andrea was stretched out again and her tormentors marvelled at the way her breasts bounced the limited amount she could buck. Soon her nipples became the centre of attention for feathers and soft make-up brushes. The tickling soon caused them to stiffen, Amy got an evil idea and slipped away. Andrea screamed into her ball-gag as her torture continued full pace. She could not believe she had consented to this, she could have taken the opportunity Lilly offered but secretly wanted to be pushed further than she had ever been pushed before. Over the winter holidays she could spend days being tickled mercilessly, not having to go to work meant a 48 hour session was not the minimum. True she had to see her family at some point but she had all their presents sorted and she had at least a three or four day gap in her schedule to be tickled to madness for hours on end.
Amy returned with a large ripe orange she had cut in half. She handed one half to Lilly and took a make-up brush to swirl around Andrea’s sensitive Areola. Lilly was confused until Amy gestured with the Orange. Lilly followed suit and soon Andrea’s nipples had hardened to their maximum. Her gag & blindfold were removed as her tormentors wanted her to see this next trick. The orange halves were slowly juiced on her hard, stiff nipples until the sweet juice covered her breasts and chest. Andrea sighed and squirmed, the tickling had begun to arouse her and she longed for an orgasm. Both Lilly and Amy began to flick their tongues…
“Nooo! You said you wouldn’t!” Andrea begged.
“No Sweetie! We said we wouldn’t lick honey from your feet!” Amy replied.
“Yeah! I can’t leave my slave’s breasts covered in orange juice and pulp!” Lilly added leaning in to kiss Andrea’s right nipple.
“No Please Don’t!” Andrea continued to beg.
“You never know you might like it!” Amy teased.
The two women began lapping at Andrea’s breasts before circling their tongues in circles around her nipples. Andrea sighed and moaned, she hated having her feet licked but this was different. The tickling had slowed and Esther and Ingrid began massaging her feet instead of tickling them….
“I’ve got to get in on this!” Nicole grinned and joined Amy and Lilly at Andrea’s chest. The three women writhed around Andrea, chasing the bittersweet juice all over her chest, tummy and neck. Apart from when Nicole explored her belly button Andrea enjoyed the experience. The licking continued until all the juice was gone. Andrea’s usual disgust was replaced by an intense arousal.
“I think we should do that again with ice cream!” Nicole declared remembering her little contest with Andrea at the first tickling event.
“Then go and get some!” Amy declared, returning to tickle Andrea.
Andrea sighed and moaned, the intense tickling had aroused her, especially due to Lilly’s close proximity and familiarity with her turn-ons. Esther was a quick learner and followed Lilly’s examples to bring Andrea to the boil. Somehow they had bypassed her revulsion at being licked and her desires had only multiplied. Amy meanwhile tickled her helpless soles with wild abandon. Lilly gentle tickled and began to kiss her slave. Esther followed suit and Andrea writhed and struggled. Lilly signalled for Amy to slow down her frantic tickling…
“Now I’m going to make a deal with you!” Lilly whispered in Andrea’s ear.
“If you can resist until all the ice-cream has gone I will let you swap placed with either me or Esther or both!” Lilly continued.
Andrea exhaled; “Aaaah!” as Lilly’s exploring hand slipped under her kickers and found her sweet spot.
“If you climax before though, these undies are coming off and what is underneath them is getting tickled and tormented” Lilly continued.
Andrea sighed and moaned, she knew she would not be able to resist as she was teetering on the edge of an orgasm even now.
“Nod if you agree?” Esther whispered.
Andrea nodded, wanting the torture she knew would follow the sweet release she craved. The ice cream was applied to her breasts and licked slowly from her naked body. Lilly’s teasing was expertly balanced to keep her on the edge. Andrea knew she would not be allowed to resist forever. Her torture party had been reduced to an intimate three, Nicole had eventually left suspecting a purer tickle torture was in progress upstairs where she heard laughter.
Andrea’s breasts were licked clean of ice cream which had cooled her blood making resistance to the erotic torture possible. Both Lilly and Amy had smeared the remains on her neck and kissed and nibbled the soft skin. As Andrea squirmed and moaned Lilly’s right hand found the sweet spot and Andrea could endure no more ecstasy and embraced the rapture of a full-body Orgasm. She pulsed against her mistresses fingers which were now aided by those of Esther. Her tormentors kept licking, kissing and teasing her until she passed out, completely satisfied and serenely unconcerned about the tortures that would follow.
Andrea awoke a few hours later under a blanket, she was still lying on the rack but now she was totally naked under the scratchy blanket and yet to be stretched taut. She had tried to roll over as she awoke, thinking she had enjoyed a wonderful dream. Two pairs of hands slipped under the blanket and began to tickle her feet, soon the blanket was lifted over the stocks and the toe-ties reapplied. Every time Andrea moved the rack was tightened and the blanket rolled up some more. Soon Only Andrea’s tummy, crotch and breast were covered. She could not resist squirming as her tormentors tickled the recently sleeping beauty. Andrea had no idea how long she had slept, only that she would be full stretched out and exposed soon. Her blindfold was reapplied before one of her tormentors pulled the blanket away like magician. As Andrea squirmed in the cellar’s cool air she heard Lilly’s voice;
“Are you sure you want this?” The soft whispered.
“Yes!” Andrea whispered quietly but firmly.
Andrea struggled as the rack was fully tightened, she heard one of her unseen assailants climb to a position between her legs, the Sandy Blonde twitched as a soft pair of brushes traced along her inner thighs slowly making their way towards the sensitive skin of her crotch. Lilly smiled, she had been waiting for her slave to awaken for more torture. Amy and Esther took their positions at Andrea’s feet and neck. Andrea giggled as Amy’s nails explored her arches and Esther used two feathers to tease her neck. The tickling was starting to turn her on, her ability for further arousal had revived during her short sleep. Lilly kept her on the edge though. Andrea wished her mistress would let her climax but Lilly was a master and knew when to change to target her slave’s tummy, sides and legs. Eventually Andrea could stand it no longer and started down the path to an inexorable orgasm. Lilly slipped from her position and signalled to her accomplices that it was time.
Andrea screamed. She had been fast approaching a second mind blowing barrage of orgasms when suddenly her body went into shock. Cold water and Ice covered her body dragging the orgasm she craved out of reach. Andrea’s muscles went into spasm she screamed into her ball-gag. She was suddenly covered in a heated blanket her tormentors had kept to one side. Andrea was dried off and sent straight back to tickle hell, her tormentors explored all of her worst spots focusing especially on her arches and knees. Lilly returned to her pussy after fifteen minutes of tickle torture, Andrea pleaded into her ball-gag not wanting another unwanted cold shower. Lilly cocked her head and eased her ball-gag out.
“Not the ice again!” Andrea begged.
“Okay we have something else in store for you anyway” Lilly teased.
Andrea sighed as Lilly oiled her pussy, teasing her clitoris until she was wet with her own juices too. Andrea moaned, convinced Lilly was giving her an orgasm on the house. She felt something push against her pussy, it felt smooth and slowly tightened against her.
“Now you’re not allowed to orgasm without my permission do you understand?” Lilly’s voice chimed cruelly.
Andrea’s tickling resumed and slowly intensified until she squirmed and struggled rubbing against the crotch rope. Between her giggles and squirms Andrea began to moan and sigh.
“Not without my permission!” Lilly teased.
“Or else we will lick you silly!” Amy added.
“Please! Please! Give me permission! No Lickle torture!” Andrea begged.
Andrea’s tickling slowed but her pleading remained consistent. Lilly watched her slave squirm, she was so close it was palpable.
“Oh alright then!” Lilly conceded, whilst cruelly detaching the crotch rope.
“Lilly please!” Andrea begged whilst rubbing her crotch against the air.
“What?” Lilly teased.
“I need to cum!” Andrea begged.
“Okay sweetie!” Lilly chimed as she lowered her mouth to Andrea’s engorged pussy and orally pleasured her until every last orgasm was licked out of her shuddering body.
Andrea moaned and drifted towards unconsciousness.
“Do you still want more?” Lilly asked.
“Need sleep!” Andrea replied
“Okay” Lilly conceded letting her off the rack.
The four women went upstairs to the living room where they made a nest amongst the sheepskins. Nicole was already asleep on the sofa awaiting her shift to torment Andrea through the night, she was very disappointed when she awoke to find the foursome snuggled up. In the morning Andrea was given a session in the stocks fully clothed before taking a turn in the torture box. Over the next few days she was tested on every possible device and failed to entertain on none. All the tortures blurred into one, Andrea knelt a Y-frame with a feather wheel slowly teasing her crotch whist four tormentors tickled her feet and upper body. In her mind there was no seam between this memory and her being strapped down to a special device with a paddle for each limb, again a feather wheel turned teasing her pussy. Andrea was given breaks when exhausted or in need of either food or a bathroom break but endured four days of extreme almost non-stop torture. Only twice did she use her safe-word to end the torture. Once when wearing the head-cage used in Lilly’s punishment and once when testing the UV paint used to torture Helen.
To keep Andrea safe her sessions were watched by a nurse named Hailey who had enjoyed a free pass to the castle events in exchange for covering them for first aid. Hailey took the odd turn at tickling Andrea but checked her pulse and upon both safe-word usages recommended a short break. It wasn’t the tickling but the anxiety that left her heartbeat elevated for at least half an hour. The other girls came and went between office parties, Christmas shopping and all their other holiday activities. Andrea became determined to resist for as long as possible and even begged some extra sessions into the cool down period she had set to ensure she had time to return to the real world after her torture session ended.
Lilly had to convince Andrea she needed a shower and some sleep. Andrea could not stand the thought of the tickling ending and begged to be locked in the stocks again, she was addicted to be tickle-torture and the thought of being left un-tormented was unthinkable. Only the offer of a session tickling Esther on the rack for as long as she liked convinced Andrea to get ready. Throughout the time with her family Andrea was distant, she caught up with her many relatives but found it hard to focus on polite conversation. She thought of her next session tickling Esther and smiled. What was it Lilly had whispered in her ear as she released he from her last session?....
‘Oh yes!’
“Next year, Twelve days of Christmas tickling!”
‘Best Christmas Present Ever!’ Andrea thought as she cut up her turkey.
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Andrea shivered as she approached Simon & Betty’s. It was a crisp December day, dry but cold. Andrea wore a patterned Woollen Tunic and thermal leggings, her boots were a gift from Lilly and came up to just below her knees accentuating her shapely calf muscles. The boots were brown suede with darker brown fur around the top, thicker leather straps criss-crossed the boots. Andrea was greeted at the door by Betty and was welcomed in. Whilst Andrea was removing her boots Lilly emerged grinning broadly. Andrea was wearing the thick Christmas socks under the boots she had also bought her. Lilly had been truly spoiling Andrea, but it was worth it; the Sandy Blonde looked so pretty. The socks were really a gift for Lilly since they kept Andrea’s feet super soft and sensitive, for months the Sandy Blonde had been wearing three pairs of socks over frequently lotioned soles. The result had raised Andrea’s sensitivity to its absolute maximum.
In the living room all the Girl’s sat and chatted drinking mulled wine and eating minced pies and gingerbread men. On the TV a slide show of pictures from the many tickling events kept them entertained. After the first show had been such a success the team worked hard to make it a monthly thing, naturally in the winter the show had to be downsized. Interspersed amongst the pictures of tickle torture from the summer a few from the recent Winter-Tickle Wonderland popped up on the TV screen. Beautiful women dressed as Santa’s elves sat with their stocking feet locked in the stocks.
Andrea giggled, remembering tickling their soft feet in their stripy silk stockings. Her favourite had by Esther who had worn red and white stockings, Andrea remembered the cute Goth squirming under her fingertips. Andrea looked around and noted Ester’s absence, she made sure she spoke to Emily and Natalie who were occasionally shy. Andrea had been shy once but found her confidence through this group. She always tried to ensure other shy women weren’t left alone. As Andrea complemented Emily’s new earrings Simon called for order….
“Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen!....” He began in his circus master’s tones.
“We have a special present for one of our guests, without whom all our recent tickling fun at the castle would not have been possible. He continued.
Andrea looked around, expecting Amy or Ingrid to be summoned; both had worked so hard, Amy had quit her job and Ingrid had spent long hours gardening and maintaining the castle grounds. Simon and Betty smiled at Andrea.
“Andrea would you like to accompany us to the basement?” Simon asked.
Andrea squirmed; ‘Was this a trick? Were they going to tickle her? Would it be an enjoyable tickle session?’ she wondered to herself as Betty offered her blindfold.
The blindfolded Sandy Blonde giggled as she was guided down the steps to the basement. The rest of the team chuckled as the followed her downstairs. Andrea’s breathing increased, the blindfolded procession had peaked her anxiety. She could hear her friend’s giggle and wondered what they had in store for her. Lilly slowly slipped off Andrea’s blindfold loving her friend’s nervous shivers, the basement was not cold and bathed in warm light from the replica lanterns and heaters that had been relocated from the castle.
Andrea’s eyes adjusted and as she looked around she noted the arrangement of torture devices. Most were packed away for the New Year; but a rack was visible and cleared of clutter, were they going to rack her again? Eventually she noticed a large box wrapped in Christmas paper. All the discarded wrapping paper was wrapped around the familiar box. The top seemed soft and a bulge was visible in the front…
“Go on!” Amy beamed…
Andrea slowly approached and peeled the wrapping paper from the quivering twitching bulge in the front of her present, she had guessed what they had given her but enjoyed slowly revealing her prize. A soft pale pair of soles twitched as they were exposed to the air. Andrea marvelled at the soft treasures with their dark toenail polish. She lightly traced her fingertips of the taut arches, held in place by full toe-ties. Instantly the toes curled against their bonds and Andrea delighted in the muffled squeals and giggles from the top of the box. Andrea had to see the rest of her present and ripped the already tatty paper from the top of the box secured around the four rods used to disguise Cleo that first night at the beach.
Esther was both blindfolded and gagged but could not have been more beautiful to Andrea. Her fingers curled and flexed as the sandy blonde returned to her soles, using a feather this time. Andrea breezed the feather between her victim’s toes and drew the quill end the length of the soft pale arches in deliberate well practised strokes…
“We have more toys if you want to play with them” Amy chimed in, handing Andrea a jug of water.
Andrea eyes widened, the joy of Esther’s bare feet had made her forget about the devilish design of the torture box…
“Really?” She asked, ecstatic with her present.
“You keep tickling her feet and we will work the dials!” Lilly beamed taking the jug of water and pouring it into the funnel that powered the mainwheel.
Esther’s struggles intensified as the feathers inside the box began tickling her. Amy opened the inspection hatch for all to marvel at the device’s cruel brilliance. The main wheel turned two rows of feathers that breezed across Esther’s most sensitive regions. Inside the box the gentle Goth girl’s arms and legs were held by straps that in turn caused more feathers to brush against her underarms and the backs of her knees. Andrea meanwhile had stepped up the tempo using her long fingernails to torment Esther’s silky soft arches. She agreed to share her present with Cassie and Nicole who used electric toothbrushes between Esther’s toes, Cassie held one in each hand whilst Nicole kept her left hand free to make full use of her short but effective nails. The foot alone tickling was enough to drive Esther insane but the feathery administrations of the box pushed her into tickle hell. Three sets of nails and three electric toothbrushes tormented her, some of the other girls had join with flossers and feathers since her feet were the only available flesh to torment. Simon, Betty and Amy had begun adjusting the controls to the box. At the first the feather wheel had felt good to Esther but it had been encouraged to roll back on its axis to the teasing point where the feathers just grazed the soft skin to either side of her pussy. Her initial arousal had raised her sensitivity and Amy beamed at her mastery of the device, she knew that when aroused her slave became twice as ticklish and relished the cruel torments she now suffered.
Simon and Lilly instructed the other girls in the working of the tickle box, one of the most devious of their many creations. Eventually all had taken a turn at adjusting the dials and assisting Andrea at Esther’s soles.
“Okay I think Andrea would like a these soft feet to herself now!” Lilly announced to the disappointment of those sharing in her present.
“How about if she gets to play with these too!” Betty declared, holding up a pair of small devices.
“Ooh! Yes Please!” Andrea beamed, recognising the devices.
Esther’s toes were briefly freed only to be re-secured it a different pair of toes-ties that attached to vibrating feathers that ran between her toes. Andrea knew how dreadfully ticklish the spots in between Esther toes were, and that her victim would not be able to resist activating the device. As Betty helped secure the devices Lilly cruelly leaned in and explained Esther’s plight slowly, taking a sadistic delight in the Goth girl’s trembles.
It was a cruel game, Esther kept her toes flexed back, dreading the first horrible sensations on her outstretched arches. Andrea blew slowly on her prize and marvelled at the way Esther’s feet trembled, she paused to take a mental snapshot, never wanting to forget these pretty feet and their plight. She started gently, wanting to torment Esther. She slowly traced on index finger up and down each arch slowly, occasionally making small circles around the most sensitive spots. Esther desperately tried to keep her feet still. Andrea began to scratch slightly with her nails on Esther’s heels, any other part of Esther’s feet would have resulted in an instant activation of the devices between her toes but Andrea wanted to let her know what was coming and watch her squirm, the Sadistic Sandy Blonde drew her fingertips up and down the length of the soft arches again and again only to return to Esther’s heel with her sharp nails. Esther squirmed and pleaded into her ball-gag desperate to escape her situation;
‘Why had she agreed to this?’ she thought…
‘Oh yeah that’s why!’ Esther thought imagining her present’.
Andrea could no longer stand keeping her victim in a state of agonised anticipation and fluttered her nails up the soft arches driving Esther insane. The Goth instantly curled her toes in an instinct, but futile attempt to escape the tickle torture. Her toes were instantly pulled back tight as the feathers between them began to buzz and vibrate, sending her into a hysterical fit. As Esther lost control she trashed in her bonds which caused the feather inside to add to her torment.
Andrea continued her merciless assault of Esther soles with fingernails, scrubbing and hairbrushes before deciding to ‘reset the trap’. Esther was given a brief respite in which the buzzing feathers were switched off and the toe-ties reset to trip the trap again. Andrea delighted in keeping her victim in suspense and played this fun game three or four times. The Sandy Blonde lay face down on a sheepskin, completely fascinated by Esther’s quivering soles. As she teased the soft arches with a feather she twirled her own socked feet in the air. Her friend’s had grown bored of waiting and quickly seized her ankles, enticed by the wonderful display. Soon the Sandy Blonde was giggling herself as her socked feet were explored. As she was gang tickled those not tickling her took a last turn at Esther’s soles before the exhausted Goth was released. Ingrid scooped the squirming Andrea up in her arms…
“So did you enjoy your present?” The gentle giant teased as her friends crowded around to tickle the struggling captive.
Andrea just nodded and tried to escape the ticklish administrations of her friends.
“Good! I thought you would enjoy a session with my slave!” Amy beamed.
“Now it’s time for our present!” Ingrid grinned carrying Andrea to the rack.
“What?” Andrea screamed.
“Oh yes! I knew you would want Esther at your mercy, but everyone else asked Father Christmas for that devious Sandy Blonde stretched out on the torture rack.
“Nooo!” Andrea screamed as she struggled.
“Shall we strip her naked?” Nicole cruelly asked.
“To her bra and panties!” Lilly replied grinning evilly.
Andrea was stripped and secured to the rack. As she was slowly tightened she grinned, she knew what delicious torture would follow and half dreaded, half anticipated the fun ahead. Esther had dressed herself and was wearing the black and white striped socks Andrea loved. The shy Goth also wore a long tatty black dress and an old band T-shirt, something about her scruffiness turned Andrea on and she wished she could have session tickling the Goth after her turn at being stretched out.
“So all at once or one at a time?” Lilly asked.
“Oh I think Esther should have the first crack at her, then we will slowly join in!” Amy answered.
Esther had only agreed to the torture box if she could tickle Andrea naked on the rack. For now her victim was still clothed but she knew that wouldn’t last. Esther slipped the blindfold she had worn over Andrea’s head, she used a fresh ball-gag to silence her victim and took delight in her helpless squirms…
“Is she as tight as she can be?” Esther asked.
“Yes, and this rack doesn’t have the safety catch” Simon answered from the wheel.
“Good, then we shall begin!” Esther cruelly whispered.
The Goth began at Andrea’s upper arms and slowly drew her fingertips down Andrea’s body, she paused slightly at her victim’s underarms and the ticklish spot in each elbow. Andrea squirmed and giggled knowing this trick but suffering the build-up of anticipation all the same. Esther playfully teased her upper body as she made her way slowly down to swirl both hands across Andrea’s tightly stretched tummy. Esther skilfully teased Andrea by tracing her fingertips from her hips to upper thighs, bringing her hands in to create the illusion she would cross them over Andrea’s pussy but turning them back to squeeze the tops of her thighs instead, she used this technique until she reached Andrea’s knees at which point she dropped both hands and found the ticklish spot underneath each knee. After tormenting this soft helpless tickle spot for a few seconds Esther reversed direction and traced her fingertips up the backs of Andrea’s thighs, bringing her hands inwards to finds the devilish at the top of the inner leg.
Andrea was in hell, there was only one tickler but she was playing her like an instrument. Esther changed direction again and worked her way back to the soft spot stretched out behind each of her knees. Esther loved tickling this spot and the rack truly made it vulnerable to tickle torture. She returned to Andrea’s thighs again as well as teasing her calves only to come back to the torture spot unexpectedly. Eventually Esther could resist the call of Andrea’s feet no-more and made her way to the stocks at the end of the rack. Andrea’s big toes had already been tied back and Esther repaid Andrea for the foot tickling she had received in the torture box. She used her fingertips, nails, feather and brushes to torment Andrea’s perfectly soft soles. Month after month of pampering and triple socks had brought these treasures to the peak of their sensitivity. Lilly joined Esther in tormenting the helpless skin. Emily meanwhile had taken her position at Andrea’s neck.
As the serene blonde made her usual feathery tease of Andrea’s neck she slipped off the blindfold, wanting to see the suffering in her victim’s eyes….
“We all asked for you as our present, you know?” The serene Princess testified with a tranquil serenity at odds with the cruel sadism of her message.
Andrea’s eyes widened as Emily continued.
“That means you are going to be on this rack for a loooo-ong time….!” Emily continued
Andrea mumbled into her ball-gag.
“They are keeping your bra and panties on for my benefit, but they are going to strip you naked and tickle you mercilessly for hours….” Emily continued.
“And when you pass out you will wake up on another tickling device to fulfil another fantasy” Cassie interjected, beginning a soft underarm tickle that brought Andrea to screaming panic.
Andrea thrashed helplessly. All of her tormentors poured over her eager to find her most sensitive spots. The blindfold was reapplied and Andrea begged hopelessly into her ball-gag. This was her present too…
After the last tickling event at the castle she had admitted to Lilly that she wanted to be tickle tortured for a long time. She described in detail to her girlfriend a fantasy where her tormentors just didn’t stop and kept tickling her for days giving her only brief breaks for food, sleep and bathroom breaks. Lilly had listened quietly not truly believing what she was hearing. Andrea had grown both in confidence and the potency of her desires tickle and to be tickled. Andrea’s torture continued, her tormentors varied their techniques keep her on edge. After the initial assault the tickling slowed to give her a chance to breathe…
“Would those toe-tie things work on these stocks?” Esther asked.
“Probably we can always try!” Lilly replied.
Andrea’s torture continued as Lilly and Simon adjusted the toe-ties from the torture box to fit the stocks at the foot of the rack. Esther then took a turn playing the cruel game Andrea had used to torment her soft soles. Apart from Emily the rest of the group took a break for food a drink. The Princess knew that when they returned they would want to strip Andrea. Nicole also lingered, joining Esther at Andrea’s soles when it was time to push her over the edge. Nicole’s nails were especially effective on Andrea’s arches and usually heralded the buzzing of the feathers between her toes. Eventually the torture party returned to drive Andrea into tickle hell once more.
“You know I think it’s time to lick this woman silly!” Nicole declared, rolling her tongue.
“No, Nicole sweetie! She really doesn’t like that!” Lilly replied.
“Well then perhaps we should make her choose” Amy chimed in loosening Andrea’s ball-gag.
“No! Please not that!” Andrea begged her voice hoarse from helpless futile screaming.
“So either we lick honey from your soles or you let us expose those pretty breasts” Amy teased.
“Okay I will take my bra off but I need a bathroom break too!” Andrea replied.
The Sandy Blonde was release and re-socked by Lilly who guided her to the bathroom.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Lilly asked, concerned.
Andrea nodded shyly.
“Okay will be interesting to see just how much you can take”. Lilly concluded.
Andrea returned to the rack. Emily and Natalie had taken their cue to leave but the rest of the group watched as Andrea slowly removed her socks and unbuckled her bra. Andrea was stretched out again and her tormentors marvelled at the way her breasts bounced the limited amount she could buck. Soon her nipples became the centre of attention for feathers and soft make-up brushes. The tickling soon caused them to stiffen, Amy got an evil idea and slipped away. Andrea screamed into her ball-gag as her torture continued full pace. She could not believe she had consented to this, she could have taken the opportunity Lilly offered but secretly wanted to be pushed further than she had ever been pushed before. Over the winter holidays she could spend days being tickled mercilessly, not having to go to work meant a 48 hour session was not the minimum. True she had to see her family at some point but she had all their presents sorted and she had at least a three or four day gap in her schedule to be tickled to madness for hours on end.
Amy returned with a large ripe orange she had cut in half. She handed one half to Lilly and took a make-up brush to swirl around Andrea’s sensitive Areola. Lilly was confused until Amy gestured with the Orange. Lilly followed suit and soon Andrea’s nipples had hardened to their maximum. Her gag & blindfold were removed as her tormentors wanted her to see this next trick. The orange halves were slowly juiced on her hard, stiff nipples until the sweet juice covered her breasts and chest. Andrea sighed and squirmed, the tickling had begun to arouse her and she longed for an orgasm. Both Lilly and Amy began to flick their tongues…
“Nooo! You said you wouldn’t!” Andrea begged.
“No Sweetie! We said we wouldn’t lick honey from your feet!” Amy replied.
“Yeah! I can’t leave my slave’s breasts covered in orange juice and pulp!” Lilly added leaning in to kiss Andrea’s right nipple.
“No Please Don’t!” Andrea continued to beg.
“You never know you might like it!” Amy teased.
The two women began lapping at Andrea’s breasts before circling their tongues in circles around her nipples. Andrea sighed and moaned, she hated having her feet licked but this was different. The tickling had slowed and Esther and Ingrid began massaging her feet instead of tickling them….
“I’ve got to get in on this!” Nicole grinned and joined Amy and Lilly at Andrea’s chest. The three women writhed around Andrea, chasing the bittersweet juice all over her chest, tummy and neck. Apart from when Nicole explored her belly button Andrea enjoyed the experience. The licking continued until all the juice was gone. Andrea’s usual disgust was replaced by an intense arousal.
“I think we should do that again with ice cream!” Nicole declared remembering her little contest with Andrea at the first tickling event.
“Then go and get some!” Amy declared, returning to tickle Andrea.
Andrea sighed and moaned, the intense tickling had aroused her, especially due to Lilly’s close proximity and familiarity with her turn-ons. Esther was a quick learner and followed Lilly’s examples to bring Andrea to the boil. Somehow they had bypassed her revulsion at being licked and her desires had only multiplied. Amy meanwhile tickled her helpless soles with wild abandon. Lilly gentle tickled and began to kiss her slave. Esther followed suit and Andrea writhed and struggled. Lilly signalled for Amy to slow down her frantic tickling…
“Now I’m going to make a deal with you!” Lilly whispered in Andrea’s ear.
“If you can resist until all the ice-cream has gone I will let you swap placed with either me or Esther or both!” Lilly continued.
Andrea exhaled; “Aaaah!” as Lilly’s exploring hand slipped under her kickers and found her sweet spot.
“If you climax before though, these undies are coming off and what is underneath them is getting tickled and tormented” Lilly continued.
Andrea sighed and moaned, she knew she would not be able to resist as she was teetering on the edge of an orgasm even now.
“Nod if you agree?” Esther whispered.
Andrea nodded, wanting the torture she knew would follow the sweet release she craved. The ice cream was applied to her breasts and licked slowly from her naked body. Lilly’s teasing was expertly balanced to keep her on the edge. Andrea knew she would not be allowed to resist forever. Her torture party had been reduced to an intimate three, Nicole had eventually left suspecting a purer tickle torture was in progress upstairs where she heard laughter.
Andrea’s breasts were licked clean of ice cream which had cooled her blood making resistance to the erotic torture possible. Both Lilly and Amy had smeared the remains on her neck and kissed and nibbled the soft skin. As Andrea squirmed and moaned Lilly’s right hand found the sweet spot and Andrea could endure no more ecstasy and embraced the rapture of a full-body Orgasm. She pulsed against her mistresses fingers which were now aided by those of Esther. Her tormentors kept licking, kissing and teasing her until she passed out, completely satisfied and serenely unconcerned about the tortures that would follow.
Andrea awoke a few hours later under a blanket, she was still lying on the rack but now she was totally naked under the scratchy blanket and yet to be stretched taut. She had tried to roll over as she awoke, thinking she had enjoyed a wonderful dream. Two pairs of hands slipped under the blanket and began to tickle her feet, soon the blanket was lifted over the stocks and the toe-ties reapplied. Every time Andrea moved the rack was tightened and the blanket rolled up some more. Soon Only Andrea’s tummy, crotch and breast were covered. She could not resist squirming as her tormentors tickled the recently sleeping beauty. Andrea had no idea how long she had slept, only that she would be full stretched out and exposed soon. Her blindfold was reapplied before one of her tormentors pulled the blanket away like magician. As Andrea squirmed in the cellar’s cool air she heard Lilly’s voice;
“Are you sure you want this?” The soft whispered.
“Yes!” Andrea whispered quietly but firmly.
Andrea struggled as the rack was fully tightened, she heard one of her unseen assailants climb to a position between her legs, the Sandy Blonde twitched as a soft pair of brushes traced along her inner thighs slowly making their way towards the sensitive skin of her crotch. Lilly smiled, she had been waiting for her slave to awaken for more torture. Amy and Esther took their positions at Andrea’s feet and neck. Andrea giggled as Amy’s nails explored her arches and Esther used two feathers to tease her neck. The tickling was starting to turn her on, her ability for further arousal had revived during her short sleep. Lilly kept her on the edge though. Andrea wished her mistress would let her climax but Lilly was a master and knew when to change to target her slave’s tummy, sides and legs. Eventually Andrea could stand it no longer and started down the path to an inexorable orgasm. Lilly slipped from her position and signalled to her accomplices that it was time.
Andrea screamed. She had been fast approaching a second mind blowing barrage of orgasms when suddenly her body went into shock. Cold water and Ice covered her body dragging the orgasm she craved out of reach. Andrea’s muscles went into spasm she screamed into her ball-gag. She was suddenly covered in a heated blanket her tormentors had kept to one side. Andrea was dried off and sent straight back to tickle hell, her tormentors explored all of her worst spots focusing especially on her arches and knees. Lilly returned to her pussy after fifteen minutes of tickle torture, Andrea pleaded into her ball-gag not wanting another unwanted cold shower. Lilly cocked her head and eased her ball-gag out.
“Not the ice again!” Andrea begged.
“Okay we have something else in store for you anyway” Lilly teased.
Andrea sighed as Lilly oiled her pussy, teasing her clitoris until she was wet with her own juices too. Andrea moaned, convinced Lilly was giving her an orgasm on the house. She felt something push against her pussy, it felt smooth and slowly tightened against her.
“Now you’re not allowed to orgasm without my permission do you understand?” Lilly’s voice chimed cruelly.
Andrea’s tickling resumed and slowly intensified until she squirmed and struggled rubbing against the crotch rope. Between her giggles and squirms Andrea began to moan and sigh.
“Not without my permission!” Lilly teased.
“Or else we will lick you silly!” Amy added.
“Please! Please! Give me permission! No Lickle torture!” Andrea begged.
Andrea’s tickling slowed but her pleading remained consistent. Lilly watched her slave squirm, she was so close it was palpable.
“Oh alright then!” Lilly conceded, whilst cruelly detaching the crotch rope.
“Lilly please!” Andrea begged whilst rubbing her crotch against the air.
“What?” Lilly teased.
“I need to cum!” Andrea begged.
“Okay sweetie!” Lilly chimed as she lowered her mouth to Andrea’s engorged pussy and orally pleasured her until every last orgasm was licked out of her shuddering body.
Andrea moaned and drifted towards unconsciousness.
“Do you still want more?” Lilly asked.
“Need sleep!” Andrea replied
“Okay” Lilly conceded letting her off the rack.
The four women went upstairs to the living room where they made a nest amongst the sheepskins. Nicole was already asleep on the sofa awaiting her shift to torment Andrea through the night, she was very disappointed when she awoke to find the foursome snuggled up. In the morning Andrea was given a session in the stocks fully clothed before taking a turn in the torture box. Over the next few days she was tested on every possible device and failed to entertain on none. All the tortures blurred into one, Andrea knelt a Y-frame with a feather wheel slowly teasing her crotch whist four tormentors tickled her feet and upper body. In her mind there was no seam between this memory and her being strapped down to a special device with a paddle for each limb, again a feather wheel turned teasing her pussy. Andrea was given breaks when exhausted or in need of either food or a bathroom break but endured four days of extreme almost non-stop torture. Only twice did she use her safe-word to end the torture. Once when wearing the head-cage used in Lilly’s punishment and once when testing the UV paint used to torture Helen.
To keep Andrea safe her sessions were watched by a nurse named Hailey who had enjoyed a free pass to the castle events in exchange for covering them for first aid. Hailey took the odd turn at tickling Andrea but checked her pulse and upon both safe-word usages recommended a short break. It wasn’t the tickling but the anxiety that left her heartbeat elevated for at least half an hour. The other girls came and went between office parties, Christmas shopping and all their other holiday activities. Andrea became determined to resist for as long as possible and even begged some extra sessions into the cool down period she had set to ensure she had time to return to the real world after her torture session ended.
Lilly had to convince Andrea she needed a shower and some sleep. Andrea could not stand the thought of the tickling ending and begged to be locked in the stocks again, she was addicted to be tickle-torture and the thought of being left un-tormented was unthinkable. Only the offer of a session tickling Esther on the rack for as long as she liked convinced Andrea to get ready. Throughout the time with her family Andrea was distant, she caught up with her many relatives but found it hard to focus on polite conversation. She thought of her next session tickling Esther and smiled. What was it Lilly had whispered in her ear as she released he from her last session?....
‘Oh yes!’
“Next year, Twelve days of Christmas tickling!”
‘Best Christmas Present Ever!’ Andrea thought as she cut up her turkey.
