BlackJacker
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Theena is your stereotypical kind of Kingdom. Stone Walls, Small shops, the rich, the poor. But what makes this Kingdom and this world different than the other ones you may have read about or played in, is that this Tickling is the culture here. It’s used for love and punishment. And sure, money is definitely involved determining a person’s hierarchy in society, but even so, the power of tickling rivals the power of money.
But let’s introduce some of the characters and let them talk about their story from their own perspective so you can get a sense of what the world is like.
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Name: Cassie
Occupation: Knight Commander
Physical Features:
Short red hair
5 foot 8
36B
Size 8 feet
My name is Cassie. I have been a Knight Commander for 3 years. I was promoted to this position after defeating and capturing many enemies. As a Knight Commander, I am to protect one of the noble families. I got…lucky and was assigned to our precious Princess Marie. There are rumors that Princess Marie picked me herself, but I do not dare question her decision. The last time I did that I was put into the torture chamber. Stripped naked in front of the torturers (who were known bullies in the training academy) and tickled mercilessly. I hate being tickled and it’s embarrassing for me, a Knight Commander with the reputation of being tough.
Despite being embarrassed and humiliated, I do not hate the Princess for doing that. In fact, I may even have a little crush on her. She has a very blunt personality and isn’t shy to show what she feels. Sometimes she’s aggressive, sometimes she’s submissive. But overall, she’s just a happy person. I am honored to be her bodyguard and will support her to become the next Queen. Or at least, that was the plan. Now, I’m not so sure how this will work. This is what happened that made me in doubt:
It was near afternoon time. I was standing by the Princess’s door waiting for her to come out. All the nobles in the Kingdom were to have a meeting of a big potential threat.
“My lady, are you done?” I asked while knocking on the door.
“Just a minute. Come in though.”
I walked in to see the Princess already dressed. What’s the problem?
“Cassie, turn around.” I did what I was told, a little bit confused.
I heard a giggle then suddenly-
“OH MY GOD!” I yelled while going down on my knees. She just tickled the area behind my knees, one of the few places where the armor doesn’t cover.
“Should a bodyguard be this ticklish?” She asked with a raised up eyebrow and a cocky smile.
“No, my lady.”
“Then why are you so ticklish?” She said as she lunges forward and tickles my armpits, another area where the armor doesn’t cover.
“EEEEEEK! Mercy! Mercy!” I screamed as I fell to the floor trying to squeeze my armpits from her fingers.
She giggled
“Come on, Cassie, get up.”
“Yes.” I said with my face red with embarrassment and gasping for air.
We entered the throne room where all the nobles were getting ready for the meeting. I escorted the Princess to the seat next to the Queen on the left. To the right was the Princess’s brother, Prince Mark. Prince Mark has a similar personality to his sister, except he’s more ruthless and arrogant. He does occasionally abuse his powers and force whatever girls he wants to get tickled or worse. A good leader, just not someone to be safe around.
“Oh look, it’s sis and her lesbian slave.”
“Shut up! At least I don’t rape my people.”
“What ever are you talking about, my dear sis? My servants LOVE me.” He says as he slaps his bodyguard, Celene in the butt.
“ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!” Yelled Queen Iris. The two immediately quieted down and sat. Queen Iris is their mother and the Queen of this Kingdom. She has a very strong personality which is probably where the kids got their strong mentality from. A beautiful woman that looks like a human goddess. She has respect of many others.
As soon as everyone sat, the Queen began to speak.
“Several weeks ago, we have had travelling merchants from our Kingdom and other Kingdoms gone missing. We have sent scouts to go investigate, but none of have returned. Except for one just yesterday…”
The Queen stays silent for a few seconds. Concern and anger is shown on her face.
“The scout says that the Barbarians and Demons are working together.”
The whole room is filled with gasps and murmurs. Even I was caught by surprised. The barbarians are no friends of ours or to anyone really. They are dark skinned and they live in the wild, usually in deserts or in caves. They are strong fighters with speed and agility, but they’re super dumb and don’t have modern day tools like we do. Even so, no groups of humans would side with the demons (who take on various forms). Why would they?
“What else did the scout say?” Ask one of the nobles.
“They were captured and dragged away in a caravan. That’s all.”
“That is troubling. But why set a big meeting for this? The Queen has can send a patrol unit off, yes?”
The Queen shakes her head.
“You don’t understand. They’re near. Our army can maybe hold off either the demons or the barbarians separately, but not together. I trust
you nobles to go to different Kingdoms and try your best to get some help as soon as possible.”
Crap, that’s true. This is very bad. Very bad. Nobles look to each other nervously, some quickly raise up and try to leave. But before anyone
can do anything else-
“YOUR HIGHNESS! WE’RE BEING ATTACKED NOW!” Yells a soldier.
“WHAT? ALREADY?” Yells the Queen. A Barbarian jumps the soldier from behind and tackles her to the ground. The Queen panics for a quick second, but her leadership instincts take over.
“NOBLES! YOU KNOW YOUR ROLES. LEAVE NOW WITH YOUR BODYGUARDS. SOLDIERS! WITH ME! DEFEND THIS PLACE WITH YOUR LIVES!”
The nobles scream and run with their guards right behind them. Soldiers draw their weapons and stand ready in front of the Queen.
“Mom? Mom! What do I do?” Princess Marie yells in panic.
The Queen turns and faces her.
“My daughter, I love you much so. Go to my sister’s Kingdom. You know where it is, right? Ask for help.”
“Yes, mom.” Princess replies. Tears stream down her face.
“I’m ready to stand and fight, mother.” Prince Mark says. His posture and voice isn’t like a kid anymore. In fact, he seems like a true leader, like those of the knight commanders.
“No my son. I have a different role for you. Your elven girlfriend, Evelyn, was it? Ask her for the Elven army. We need their help too.”
“How did you kn-“
“I’m not stupid. Now go! Both of you! Your mother didn’t become Queen by being weak. I WILL prevail!”
More barbarians and demons storm the throne room as the soldiers numbers seem to grow dimmer by the second. Prince Mark turns his head away in anger and goes.
“My lady, we MUST go.”
“I-I know.”
“NOW, My lady.” No choice, I must forcefully carry her.
“MOM!” She screams as the backdoor closes behind her. I turn and around and the last thing I see before the door closes are barbarians on top of the Queen, ripping her clothing to shreds and tickling her sides as the Queen laughs with tears in her eyes.
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Name: Dylan
Occupation: New Recruit Soldier
Physical Features:
5 foot 4
120 Pounds
Short black hair
Size 7 feet
My name is Dylan. Born in raised in a poor family. Farmers mostly. Despite being a farm where the tools are heavy and the main diet is protein, I’m a very skinny guy. Sure, I have abs but I’m very bony. I’m not a special guy and I wanted to change that. I didn’t want to be a farmer forever. I decided to become part of the army. I could move my class up and maybe help my parents out will bills and stuff. The army does pay well. At the age of 13, I tried out for the academy. When I got there, all the males and females seem tougher than I. Many gave me stares, a lot gave me smirks. I passed the written test, but the physical test, didn’t do so well. My hopes and dreams were crushed, but that changed when I met my teacher, Commander Brown. Commander Brown is probably the worst thing a person can encounter. He’s big, fat, and mean with a curly mustache. But he did offer to take me in and make me a soldier. Even sent my parents a
good amount of money.
Training with the Commander was rough but I felt like I made progress. But the hard training wasn’t the uncomfortable part. It was the aftermath of the training. See, after training, the Commander would tell me I need to work on my endurance. He would tie me up on a rack, get a bunch of the homeless kids and tell them to tickle me. I am deathly ticklish but for some reason, I didn’t mind. It’s not that I liked it, but I didn’t hate it. The commander would watch me be tickled with a smile on his face. When I became an adult, that’s when the Commander confessed he founded me attractive. Ever since then, he would snuggle with me in his bed, and give me a tickling session for fun. Again, I didn’t really have a reaction to all of this. I didn’t like it, nor did I hate it. It was just the way things are, I felt.
Now the commander and I are in sort of a separate group of the army. See, most of the soldiers are paid salary. The commander and I are paid by contract. In other words, we’re basically mercenaries that are part of the army if that makes sense. We do join battles if called upon and my commander’s rank does apply, but most of the time, we’re away from the castle and stay at the tavern where the Commander lurks around for cute guys to tickle and asks me to help out.
It was an early morning at the academy. We were there to help train some of the young recruits and decided to sleep over. Can’t guess why the Commander would want to do that (sarcasm). We were in the classroom and the Commander was discussing strategy plans and explaining it to the kids. But just then, one of the soldiers came in.
“Everyone, please take your stuff and follow me.” Demanded the soldier with a serious tone. The kids looked shocked, but quickly followed the instructions.
“What’s going on?” Asked my commander.
The soldier talked quietly. “Orders from the Minister. A bad feeling she says.”
“Seriously? Taking my students away because of her feelings? Fuck her feelings.”
“You know personally that her intuition is never wrong.” Says the soldier.
The commander sighs and obliges.
“Kids, remember the strategies I taught you so far. They can help you in the future.” Says the commander as the kids empty of the classroom.
He closes the door behind him and turns to me.
“Now that we’re alone, I want you to place your hands on the desk and bend over.”
“Seriously, right here right now? Shouldn’t we leave too?”
“Nah, whatever happens we’ll deal with it. Now do as I say.”
I place my hands on the desk and bend over. The commander comes up behind me. I could feel his thighs on my butt and his tummy on my lower back. I feel his fat fingers poke my ribcage as I squirm and giggle. Not enjoying this, but not hating it either, despite what my body is telling me. He continues poking me as I feel his hard on rub up and down on my butt. And suddenly, screams.
He stops what he’s doing and we turn and face the door.
“RUN!” We hear. We rush towards the door and open it and we see a group of barbarians run towards us. Before we can close the door, all of the barbarians jump on me and starts tickling me causing me to laugh hard.
“I would be enjoying this if you were men or young kids but you’re all women, so get off!” Says the commander as he throws them at the wall 1 by 1. He pulls me up and I try to get into fighting stance as the they start to recover and more start to rush in the classroom. The commander turns around and points to the window.
“JUMP!” He says.
“What?!”
“JUMP!”
I look at the window and back at the barbarians then back at the window again. I suddenly feel myself being grabbed and thrown out.
“WOAHHHHH!” I screamed. The last thing I remember was the commander was the sunny sky before all turned black…
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Name: Lily
Occupation: Thief
Physical Features:
Dirty blond hair in a ponytail
5 foot 6
36B
Size 5 feet
Is it weird that my mom, who is a prostitute, is also my role model? Wait, why am I asking? I don’t care what anyone thinks. I am proud of my mom for being able to live as long as she did and doing her best to give me a good life. She got scammed for her prostitution money which led to her committing suicide. She saved that money to get me a small home to live in. I cried when my mom died, but I also learned the dirty secrets of living in this society; How to steal and trick people. How to use to their own secrets against them. How to physically fight. I learned how to enjoy the company of both men and women. It’s not all too bad. The tickling is fun too, except I enjoy it from the women more than the men. It’s hard to find women who want some fun services in this part of town but it does happen and I capitalize on it. From the men, it’s usually ugly guys that can’t get a girl or some old guy whose wife lost interest. But there are occasion when a cute guy comes in and that too, I capitalize on. I’m not the sexy or beautiful type, but in this part of town, I’m pretty up there and can get pretty
much whatever I want with just my looks.
Despite what people think, I don’t feel ashamed about anything. I just do what I can to live. But there is another thing I want to do. Confront my father, whoever he is. Why did he leave us? The coward. I always ask my mother about him, but all she says is that my father is a nice person, but not a safe person to be around. Never knew what that meant, but one day, I did find a letter that was sent to mom from father. He lived in a small town called Temis. Heard very few stories about that place, none of them were good. Seemed like a very shady town. Meh, maybe someday, but not today! I got customers.
Pretty rough night. I don’t usually do multiple guys but they did have the money and…ouch! It hurts to walk. I walked out of the Inn I was staying in and decided to walk around town to see what potential customers I can get today. Maybe I can get a middle class worker or
OOOOO, a noble, perhaps?...Nah. Not happening. I walk past by a couple of guys who give me a staredown.
“Hey cute stuff, how much you charging?” Says one of them.
“Not interested in your type today, ugly. Fuck off.” I say as I flip them the finger and walk away.
“Hey come back here!” Says one of them and he grabs my waist and starts tickling me.
“Hehehe, Hey, GET OFF ME!” I scream in laughter as I try to wriggle out of his grasp.
I feel the other two take off my shoes and start tickling my feet.
“What cute feet she has. Smelly too.”
I shriek in laughter and try my best to pull my feet while trying to loosen the grasp around my waist. But to no avail. This is way too early for this.
“STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY!”
Everyone stops and turns around. It was a nobleman…wait, boy…no, teen…eh, young adult. Behind him were the guards of the castle. The men tickling me got off me and backed away.
“You okay?” He asks. Wow, he’s cute. Has the looks of a prince.
I take his hand and get up.
“Not dead.”
He looks left and right, observing these streets. Shakes his head.
“Wow, you have to live here?”
“No, not really. Sometimes I sneak into other people’s houses and sleep under their beds, or in their closets.”
“I’ll pretend you didn’t say that. I’m Ronaldo de Marque, a nobleman from the Kingdom of Lyon. I’ve come to visit this Kingdom to see if I should ask my father to lend a hand. We are looking at places to invest.”
Trying to think of a smart remark. Can’t.
“Anyways, would you like to accompany me while I walk around the Kingdom?”
What a gentlemen.
“Sure. But why?”
“Well…you’re…”
*THOOOOOM*
The…War horn?
“What’s that?” The noblemen asks.
“A loud sound.”
He turns and gives me a displeased look.
“Ser, we must escort you to the castle immediately!” Says one of the guards.
“You! Come with me!” He says and grabs my hand.
The part of town I live in is near the front gates. Barbarians and…Demons? Oh boy. They’re breaking in, like…now. Andddd they’re coming this way.
“RUN!” He says. He picks up easily and starts running with quick speed. I think I’m in love. I give him a quick peck on the cheek.
“Hey! DON’T-“ We hear screams from behind, the guards are trying to defend us from the enemies but are quickly over run.
“Shoot, no choice but to do it.” Do it? Nice.
I turned my head around to see the demons and barbarians headed towards us. Always wanted to try it with a barbarian. Must be wild and fun.
The next thing I know, we’re in the middle of a forest. The noblemen collapses on the floor, arms and legs spread out and panting.
“Sorry, we must wait here for a while.”
“What did you do?”
“I’m a…mage of some sort. I can teleport.”
“Ah, so your kind does exist. So you’re laying down because you’re out of mana or something?”
“No, it’s just this damn move takes a lot out of my body. Give me like an hour and we can move again.”
Can’t move huh? Perfect chance.
“Soooo…do you like me?” I ask as I get on top of him
“Huh?” He asks, clearly blushing.
“Is that why you saved me? Am I pretty or something? The rich man marries the poor girl. What a cute drama!”
“No that’s not it!”
“Say…are you ticklish?” I ask as I drag a finger down his chest, towards his tummy.
“No, please don’t!” He whimpers.
I take off his royal clothing. Wow, nice abs. Nice chest too.
“Cootchie cootchie coo!” I say as I start tickling his ribcage.
All he does is laugh with his eyes shut. He doesn’t even move his head. Well, the head with the face on it doesn’t move but the other one does. Do I get a cookie for that joke?
“Aww, is the rich guy ticklish?”
“Pleas-he-he-he-se. I’ll do anything!” Better stop. Don’t want to seem like a person…though it’s kind of too late for that.
“Anything?” I say with an evil grin on my face
“Yes, anything!”
Hmm, what do I want? Money? A home? Sounds nice but…
“Bring me to Temis.”
He stops panting and gives me a serious look.
“Why there?” He says
“Why not?”
“Do you know what happens there?”
“No.”
“It’s better for you not too.”
I start tickling his nipples with one hand the ribs with the other.
“GA-HAHAHAHAHA! STAHP! STAHP!”
I stop
“Will you bring me there then?”
“I can’t.”
I put my fingers in a claw motion, like a hawk about to grab his prey.
“ALRIGHT! DEAL!”
I smiled and snuggled next to his motionless body and closed my eyes.
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Name: Barry
Occupation: Freelancer/Spy
Physical Features:
5 foot 7
Spiky short brown hair
Size 8 feet
What a beautiful morning. Sun is shining, birds are chirping, cows are mooing, and-
“GET BACK HERE, BARRY!”
A crazy woman is chasing after me. I jump from roof top to roof top and she easily follows. Maybe I’ll try going down below. Hmm, this abandon house looks like a good hiding spot. Well, since I’m resting for a bit. I’m Barry, part time freelancer, part time spy. As a freelancer, I learn many things. I then turn to the spy guild and sell whatever information I get while performing the freelancer jobs. Those idiots will buy anything! What food does someone like to eat, what panties she is wearing today, what-
“I KNOW YOU’RE IN HERE, BARRY!”
Oh boy, let me deal with this first. I jumped from my hiding spot and get on top her, pulling her hands behind her back and locking them up with these handcuffs I stole from the guard.
“LET ME GO! LET ME-!” Gonna gag her to shut her up. Now let me introduce this crazy women, Jenny. My girlfriend back in my childhood, sort of. See, Jenny is an interesting woman. Born and raised in a noble household, but left the kingdom to train as a spy with the best spies out there, now came back to join the Sentinels, the guards with the fastest and strongest skills. How we know each other is not an interesting story. I was a young lad, wild and free. Didn’t care for anything really. Climbed trees, buildings, you named it. Spy guild showed interest in me and asked If I wanted to join them. I refused. I don’t like listening to others, but they told me I didn’t have to commit to anything so I took a few classes…well, many classes actually and used those skills I learned for a good cause. I stole from others and played pranks. This got the attention of Jenny. She would always chase me and I would let her catch me, but somehow I always end up on top. Just like now.
“Whatever happened to us, Jen Jen? You use to fall allllll over me.”
It may sound like she’s protesting, but she’s secretly angrily agreeing.
I start poking her sides. She screeches on her gag.
“You thought I was funny, till your parents found out. Boy, were they not happy.”
Not happy is kind of an understatement but that’s not the point.
“Now you come back and try to kill me. Why? I’m sad now.” I say, making a sad face but still poking her sides.
“MMM! MHMM!” She tries to swing her body side to side, whatever that does. But I would like to hear her reason though. Let me take off her gag.
“YOU TOOK OFF MY UNDERWEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREETS, ASSHOLE!”
“Righttttt. And?”
“THAT’S WHY I CHASED YOU!”
“Ah. Makes sense. I think.”
“GRRR, TAKE OFF THESE HANDCUFFS!”
“Can I get a kiss in return?”
“NO!”
I think Jenny secretly likes being tickled. So let’s give her what she likes. I poke her sides and her cute butt.
“AHHH! NOOO!” She starts slamming her head on the floor.
Uh…never seen her do that before. I think I should let her go.
I unlock the handcuffs.
She immediately gets up in anger.
*SMACK!*
I can’t feel my left cheek. But I can feel her grab me by the throat and slam me on the wall. She’s pissed and squeezing kind of hard now…
I look into her eyes. It’s anger, shocked, normal, now sad. She let’s me go. Tears start forming in her eyes.
“Why, Barry? I told you I can help. Why did you refuse?”
Hoo boy. Another long story and leaving y’all clueless. Lucky for you, I won't tell it now cause…
I point at the door. An ugly, ugly goblin. 3 of them, actually.
“Oh shit.” Says Jenny
Oh shit is right. Jenny just wasted all her weapons in trying to capture me. Fists only I guess. Square up!
Maybe 1 on 1, she could win, but 3 of them, no way. Jenny grabs the hands of the first Goblin but that leaves her sides defenseless, The other 2 Goblin flank her and jab her side, causing her to lose grip of the first Goblin. They easily take her down and raise her arms above her head and sit on top of her body.
“No no no!” She screams in a frightening tone. The Goblins use their sharp claws and tickle her armpits, tummy and feet. She screams with an occasional laughter. She does her best to wiggle but can barely move. She’s tired from all the chasing she did. And as much as I’m enjoying this, I better step in or I won’t stop enjoying it.
“Hey buttheads!” I yell as I get up. I put my fist in a boxing position. Now to use my special skill I learned as a spy. I jump forward with the speed of a bullet and throw a punch to one of the Goblins. He flies backwards into the wall. I grab my wrist.
“Owwwww, what is your face made of?”
The other Goblins let Jenny go and focus their attention on me.
“Hey now, 2 on 1, that’s not fair. How about-“
I don’t get to finish my sentence. They both rush me. Lame, trip one of them and punch it on the back of his head. Boom. The other one, startled, runs towards the door and yells something. Probably back up since I hear more coming. Time to go. I pick up Jenny.
“Oof, what have you been eating?”
She’s too tired to answer, but gives me a dirty look.
“Oh, hey, before I set off, can you take this packet in my breast pocket, blow on it, and throw it towards the Goblin?”
She does what I ask without question, knowing what I want happen.
“Fart bomb!” I yell as she threw it towards the Goblin. I start running and turn my head back to see that reinforcements come right on time when the fart bomb exploded. I start laughing and looked at Jenny. Could have sworn she had a smile on her face too. She looks at me and glares. Guess not.
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Hey everyone! Thank you for making it towards the end. I haven’t written anything for a while which explains why it’s written poorly. So to sum up the story:
The Kingdom is attacked by the Barbarians and Demons.
Cassie the warrior escapes with the Princess. (F/F)
Dylan and his commander escapes (M/M)
Lily and a Noble Mage escapes (F/M)
Barry and Sentinel Jenny escape (M/F)
Personality explained:
Cassie is a loyal servant. Despite on what you all think. Cassie is not the shy type, but the quiet type. She’s not submissive, but obedient (if that makes sense, since she’s a commander and takes command, but she follows the Princess’s orders whatever they are.) This part I will make clear and is set in stone. Though further back story might be included.
Dylan, while did question his commander’s order, IS the submissive type. No other secret personality. His background is pretty much explained and most likely there won’t be much changes to his character.
Lily is the outspoken type that get’s distracted a lot. She’s weird and I was influenced by the character Sera from Dragon Age Inquisition. But is this really her true personality? Continue to read to find out.
Barry is a free minded person. For you Anime fans out there, think of him as Naruto who pulls pranks, but is calmer, collected, and not as loud. His back story with Jenny will definitely be included.
And of course, more tickling! I have some awesome ideas in store for the next chapter but if you guys have any suggestions, let me know and I might put in my next chapter or other future chapters.
And again, I haven’t written in a long time for anything really which explains the poor quality. So I just spent around 2 hours straight through with no edits. Just idea after idea without changing anything.
But let’s introduce some of the characters and let them talk about their story from their own perspective so you can get a sense of what the world is like.
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Name: Cassie
Occupation: Knight Commander
Physical Features:
Short red hair
5 foot 8
36B
Size 8 feet
My name is Cassie. I have been a Knight Commander for 3 years. I was promoted to this position after defeating and capturing many enemies. As a Knight Commander, I am to protect one of the noble families. I got…lucky and was assigned to our precious Princess Marie. There are rumors that Princess Marie picked me herself, but I do not dare question her decision. The last time I did that I was put into the torture chamber. Stripped naked in front of the torturers (who were known bullies in the training academy) and tickled mercilessly. I hate being tickled and it’s embarrassing for me, a Knight Commander with the reputation of being tough.
Despite being embarrassed and humiliated, I do not hate the Princess for doing that. In fact, I may even have a little crush on her. She has a very blunt personality and isn’t shy to show what she feels. Sometimes she’s aggressive, sometimes she’s submissive. But overall, she’s just a happy person. I am honored to be her bodyguard and will support her to become the next Queen. Or at least, that was the plan. Now, I’m not so sure how this will work. This is what happened that made me in doubt:
It was near afternoon time. I was standing by the Princess’s door waiting for her to come out. All the nobles in the Kingdom were to have a meeting of a big potential threat.
“My lady, are you done?” I asked while knocking on the door.
“Just a minute. Come in though.”
I walked in to see the Princess already dressed. What’s the problem?
“Cassie, turn around.” I did what I was told, a little bit confused.
I heard a giggle then suddenly-
“OH MY GOD!” I yelled while going down on my knees. She just tickled the area behind my knees, one of the few places where the armor doesn’t cover.
“Should a bodyguard be this ticklish?” She asked with a raised up eyebrow and a cocky smile.
“No, my lady.”
“Then why are you so ticklish?” She said as she lunges forward and tickles my armpits, another area where the armor doesn’t cover.
“EEEEEEK! Mercy! Mercy!” I screamed as I fell to the floor trying to squeeze my armpits from her fingers.
She giggled
“Come on, Cassie, get up.”
“Yes.” I said with my face red with embarrassment and gasping for air.
We entered the throne room where all the nobles were getting ready for the meeting. I escorted the Princess to the seat next to the Queen on the left. To the right was the Princess’s brother, Prince Mark. Prince Mark has a similar personality to his sister, except he’s more ruthless and arrogant. He does occasionally abuse his powers and force whatever girls he wants to get tickled or worse. A good leader, just not someone to be safe around.
“Oh look, it’s sis and her lesbian slave.”
“Shut up! At least I don’t rape my people.”
“What ever are you talking about, my dear sis? My servants LOVE me.” He says as he slaps his bodyguard, Celene in the butt.
“ENOUGH! BOTH OF YOU!” Yelled Queen Iris. The two immediately quieted down and sat. Queen Iris is their mother and the Queen of this Kingdom. She has a very strong personality which is probably where the kids got their strong mentality from. A beautiful woman that looks like a human goddess. She has respect of many others.
As soon as everyone sat, the Queen began to speak.
“Several weeks ago, we have had travelling merchants from our Kingdom and other Kingdoms gone missing. We have sent scouts to go investigate, but none of have returned. Except for one just yesterday…”
The Queen stays silent for a few seconds. Concern and anger is shown on her face.
“The scout says that the Barbarians and Demons are working together.”
The whole room is filled with gasps and murmurs. Even I was caught by surprised. The barbarians are no friends of ours or to anyone really. They are dark skinned and they live in the wild, usually in deserts or in caves. They are strong fighters with speed and agility, but they’re super dumb and don’t have modern day tools like we do. Even so, no groups of humans would side with the demons (who take on various forms). Why would they?
“What else did the scout say?” Ask one of the nobles.
“They were captured and dragged away in a caravan. That’s all.”
“That is troubling. But why set a big meeting for this? The Queen has can send a patrol unit off, yes?”
The Queen shakes her head.
“You don’t understand. They’re near. Our army can maybe hold off either the demons or the barbarians separately, but not together. I trust
you nobles to go to different Kingdoms and try your best to get some help as soon as possible.”
Crap, that’s true. This is very bad. Very bad. Nobles look to each other nervously, some quickly raise up and try to leave. But before anyone
can do anything else-
“YOUR HIGHNESS! WE’RE BEING ATTACKED NOW!” Yells a soldier.
“WHAT? ALREADY?” Yells the Queen. A Barbarian jumps the soldier from behind and tackles her to the ground. The Queen panics for a quick second, but her leadership instincts take over.
“NOBLES! YOU KNOW YOUR ROLES. LEAVE NOW WITH YOUR BODYGUARDS. SOLDIERS! WITH ME! DEFEND THIS PLACE WITH YOUR LIVES!”
The nobles scream and run with their guards right behind them. Soldiers draw their weapons and stand ready in front of the Queen.
“Mom? Mom! What do I do?” Princess Marie yells in panic.
The Queen turns and faces her.
“My daughter, I love you much so. Go to my sister’s Kingdom. You know where it is, right? Ask for help.”
“Yes, mom.” Princess replies. Tears stream down her face.
“I’m ready to stand and fight, mother.” Prince Mark says. His posture and voice isn’t like a kid anymore. In fact, he seems like a true leader, like those of the knight commanders.
“No my son. I have a different role for you. Your elven girlfriend, Evelyn, was it? Ask her for the Elven army. We need their help too.”
“How did you kn-“
“I’m not stupid. Now go! Both of you! Your mother didn’t become Queen by being weak. I WILL prevail!”
More barbarians and demons storm the throne room as the soldiers numbers seem to grow dimmer by the second. Prince Mark turns his head away in anger and goes.
“My lady, we MUST go.”
“I-I know.”
“NOW, My lady.” No choice, I must forcefully carry her.
“MOM!” She screams as the backdoor closes behind her. I turn and around and the last thing I see before the door closes are barbarians on top of the Queen, ripping her clothing to shreds and tickling her sides as the Queen laughs with tears in her eyes.
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Name: Dylan
Occupation: New Recruit Soldier
Physical Features:
5 foot 4
120 Pounds
Short black hair
Size 7 feet
My name is Dylan. Born in raised in a poor family. Farmers mostly. Despite being a farm where the tools are heavy and the main diet is protein, I’m a very skinny guy. Sure, I have abs but I’m very bony. I’m not a special guy and I wanted to change that. I didn’t want to be a farmer forever. I decided to become part of the army. I could move my class up and maybe help my parents out will bills and stuff. The army does pay well. At the age of 13, I tried out for the academy. When I got there, all the males and females seem tougher than I. Many gave me stares, a lot gave me smirks. I passed the written test, but the physical test, didn’t do so well. My hopes and dreams were crushed, but that changed when I met my teacher, Commander Brown. Commander Brown is probably the worst thing a person can encounter. He’s big, fat, and mean with a curly mustache. But he did offer to take me in and make me a soldier. Even sent my parents a
good amount of money.
Training with the Commander was rough but I felt like I made progress. But the hard training wasn’t the uncomfortable part. It was the aftermath of the training. See, after training, the Commander would tell me I need to work on my endurance. He would tie me up on a rack, get a bunch of the homeless kids and tell them to tickle me. I am deathly ticklish but for some reason, I didn’t mind. It’s not that I liked it, but I didn’t hate it. The commander would watch me be tickled with a smile on his face. When I became an adult, that’s when the Commander confessed he founded me attractive. Ever since then, he would snuggle with me in his bed, and give me a tickling session for fun. Again, I didn’t really have a reaction to all of this. I didn’t like it, nor did I hate it. It was just the way things are, I felt.
Now the commander and I are in sort of a separate group of the army. See, most of the soldiers are paid salary. The commander and I are paid by contract. In other words, we’re basically mercenaries that are part of the army if that makes sense. We do join battles if called upon and my commander’s rank does apply, but most of the time, we’re away from the castle and stay at the tavern where the Commander lurks around for cute guys to tickle and asks me to help out.
It was an early morning at the academy. We were there to help train some of the young recruits and decided to sleep over. Can’t guess why the Commander would want to do that (sarcasm). We were in the classroom and the Commander was discussing strategy plans and explaining it to the kids. But just then, one of the soldiers came in.
“Everyone, please take your stuff and follow me.” Demanded the soldier with a serious tone. The kids looked shocked, but quickly followed the instructions.
“What’s going on?” Asked my commander.
The soldier talked quietly. “Orders from the Minister. A bad feeling she says.”
“Seriously? Taking my students away because of her feelings? Fuck her feelings.”
“You know personally that her intuition is never wrong.” Says the soldier.
The commander sighs and obliges.
“Kids, remember the strategies I taught you so far. They can help you in the future.” Says the commander as the kids empty of the classroom.
He closes the door behind him and turns to me.
“Now that we’re alone, I want you to place your hands on the desk and bend over.”
“Seriously, right here right now? Shouldn’t we leave too?”
“Nah, whatever happens we’ll deal with it. Now do as I say.”
I place my hands on the desk and bend over. The commander comes up behind me. I could feel his thighs on my butt and his tummy on my lower back. I feel his fat fingers poke my ribcage as I squirm and giggle. Not enjoying this, but not hating it either, despite what my body is telling me. He continues poking me as I feel his hard on rub up and down on my butt. And suddenly, screams.
He stops what he’s doing and we turn and face the door.
“RUN!” We hear. We rush towards the door and open it and we see a group of barbarians run towards us. Before we can close the door, all of the barbarians jump on me and starts tickling me causing me to laugh hard.
“I would be enjoying this if you were men or young kids but you’re all women, so get off!” Says the commander as he throws them at the wall 1 by 1. He pulls me up and I try to get into fighting stance as the they start to recover and more start to rush in the classroom. The commander turns around and points to the window.
“JUMP!” He says.
“What?!”
“JUMP!”
I look at the window and back at the barbarians then back at the window again. I suddenly feel myself being grabbed and thrown out.
“WOAHHHHH!” I screamed. The last thing I remember was the commander was the sunny sky before all turned black…
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Name: Lily
Occupation: Thief
Physical Features:
Dirty blond hair in a ponytail
5 foot 6
36B
Size 5 feet
Is it weird that my mom, who is a prostitute, is also my role model? Wait, why am I asking? I don’t care what anyone thinks. I am proud of my mom for being able to live as long as she did and doing her best to give me a good life. She got scammed for her prostitution money which led to her committing suicide. She saved that money to get me a small home to live in. I cried when my mom died, but I also learned the dirty secrets of living in this society; How to steal and trick people. How to use to their own secrets against them. How to physically fight. I learned how to enjoy the company of both men and women. It’s not all too bad. The tickling is fun too, except I enjoy it from the women more than the men. It’s hard to find women who want some fun services in this part of town but it does happen and I capitalize on it. From the men, it’s usually ugly guys that can’t get a girl or some old guy whose wife lost interest. But there are occasion when a cute guy comes in and that too, I capitalize on. I’m not the sexy or beautiful type, but in this part of town, I’m pretty up there and can get pretty
much whatever I want with just my looks.
Despite what people think, I don’t feel ashamed about anything. I just do what I can to live. But there is another thing I want to do. Confront my father, whoever he is. Why did he leave us? The coward. I always ask my mother about him, but all she says is that my father is a nice person, but not a safe person to be around. Never knew what that meant, but one day, I did find a letter that was sent to mom from father. He lived in a small town called Temis. Heard very few stories about that place, none of them were good. Seemed like a very shady town. Meh, maybe someday, but not today! I got customers.
Pretty rough night. I don’t usually do multiple guys but they did have the money and…ouch! It hurts to walk. I walked out of the Inn I was staying in and decided to walk around town to see what potential customers I can get today. Maybe I can get a middle class worker or
OOOOO, a noble, perhaps?...Nah. Not happening. I walk past by a couple of guys who give me a staredown.
“Hey cute stuff, how much you charging?” Says one of them.
“Not interested in your type today, ugly. Fuck off.” I say as I flip them the finger and walk away.
“Hey come back here!” Says one of them and he grabs my waist and starts tickling me.
“Hehehe, Hey, GET OFF ME!” I scream in laughter as I try to wriggle out of his grasp.
I feel the other two take off my shoes and start tickling my feet.
“What cute feet she has. Smelly too.”
I shriek in laughter and try my best to pull my feet while trying to loosen the grasp around my waist. But to no avail. This is way too early for this.
“STOP THIS IMMEDIATELY!”
Everyone stops and turns around. It was a nobleman…wait, boy…no, teen…eh, young adult. Behind him were the guards of the castle. The men tickling me got off me and backed away.
“You okay?” He asks. Wow, he’s cute. Has the looks of a prince.
I take his hand and get up.
“Not dead.”
He looks left and right, observing these streets. Shakes his head.
“Wow, you have to live here?”
“No, not really. Sometimes I sneak into other people’s houses and sleep under their beds, or in their closets.”
“I’ll pretend you didn’t say that. I’m Ronaldo de Marque, a nobleman from the Kingdom of Lyon. I’ve come to visit this Kingdom to see if I should ask my father to lend a hand. We are looking at places to invest.”
Trying to think of a smart remark. Can’t.
“Anyways, would you like to accompany me while I walk around the Kingdom?”
What a gentlemen.
“Sure. But why?”
“Well…you’re…”
*THOOOOOM*
The…War horn?
“What’s that?” The noblemen asks.
“A loud sound.”
He turns and gives me a displeased look.
“Ser, we must escort you to the castle immediately!” Says one of the guards.
“You! Come with me!” He says and grabs my hand.
The part of town I live in is near the front gates. Barbarians and…Demons? Oh boy. They’re breaking in, like…now. Andddd they’re coming this way.
“RUN!” He says. He picks up easily and starts running with quick speed. I think I’m in love. I give him a quick peck on the cheek.
“Hey! DON’T-“ We hear screams from behind, the guards are trying to defend us from the enemies but are quickly over run.
“Shoot, no choice but to do it.” Do it? Nice.
I turned my head around to see the demons and barbarians headed towards us. Always wanted to try it with a barbarian. Must be wild and fun.
The next thing I know, we’re in the middle of a forest. The noblemen collapses on the floor, arms and legs spread out and panting.
“Sorry, we must wait here for a while.”
“What did you do?”
“I’m a…mage of some sort. I can teleport.”
“Ah, so your kind does exist. So you’re laying down because you’re out of mana or something?”
“No, it’s just this damn move takes a lot out of my body. Give me like an hour and we can move again.”
Can’t move huh? Perfect chance.
“Soooo…do you like me?” I ask as I get on top of him
“Huh?” He asks, clearly blushing.
“Is that why you saved me? Am I pretty or something? The rich man marries the poor girl. What a cute drama!”
“No that’s not it!”
“Say…are you ticklish?” I ask as I drag a finger down his chest, towards his tummy.
“No, please don’t!” He whimpers.
I take off his royal clothing. Wow, nice abs. Nice chest too.
“Cootchie cootchie coo!” I say as I start tickling his ribcage.
All he does is laugh with his eyes shut. He doesn’t even move his head. Well, the head with the face on it doesn’t move but the other one does. Do I get a cookie for that joke?
“Aww, is the rich guy ticklish?”
“Pleas-he-he-he-se. I’ll do anything!” Better stop. Don’t want to seem like a person…though it’s kind of too late for that.
“Anything?” I say with an evil grin on my face
“Yes, anything!”
Hmm, what do I want? Money? A home? Sounds nice but…
“Bring me to Temis.”
He stops panting and gives me a serious look.
“Why there?” He says
“Why not?”
“Do you know what happens there?”
“No.”
“It’s better for you not too.”
I start tickling his nipples with one hand the ribs with the other.
“GA-HAHAHAHAHA! STAHP! STAHP!”
I stop
“Will you bring me there then?”
“I can’t.”
I put my fingers in a claw motion, like a hawk about to grab his prey.
“ALRIGHT! DEAL!”
I smiled and snuggled next to his motionless body and closed my eyes.
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Name: Barry
Occupation: Freelancer/Spy
Physical Features:
5 foot 7
Spiky short brown hair
Size 8 feet
What a beautiful morning. Sun is shining, birds are chirping, cows are mooing, and-
“GET BACK HERE, BARRY!”
A crazy woman is chasing after me. I jump from roof top to roof top and she easily follows. Maybe I’ll try going down below. Hmm, this abandon house looks like a good hiding spot. Well, since I’m resting for a bit. I’m Barry, part time freelancer, part time spy. As a freelancer, I learn many things. I then turn to the spy guild and sell whatever information I get while performing the freelancer jobs. Those idiots will buy anything! What food does someone like to eat, what panties she is wearing today, what-
“I KNOW YOU’RE IN HERE, BARRY!”
Oh boy, let me deal with this first. I jumped from my hiding spot and get on top her, pulling her hands behind her back and locking them up with these handcuffs I stole from the guard.
“LET ME GO! LET ME-!” Gonna gag her to shut her up. Now let me introduce this crazy women, Jenny. My girlfriend back in my childhood, sort of. See, Jenny is an interesting woman. Born and raised in a noble household, but left the kingdom to train as a spy with the best spies out there, now came back to join the Sentinels, the guards with the fastest and strongest skills. How we know each other is not an interesting story. I was a young lad, wild and free. Didn’t care for anything really. Climbed trees, buildings, you named it. Spy guild showed interest in me and asked If I wanted to join them. I refused. I don’t like listening to others, but they told me I didn’t have to commit to anything so I took a few classes…well, many classes actually and used those skills I learned for a good cause. I stole from others and played pranks. This got the attention of Jenny. She would always chase me and I would let her catch me, but somehow I always end up on top. Just like now.
“Whatever happened to us, Jen Jen? You use to fall allllll over me.”
It may sound like she’s protesting, but she’s secretly angrily agreeing.
I start poking her sides. She screeches on her gag.
“You thought I was funny, till your parents found out. Boy, were they not happy.”
Not happy is kind of an understatement but that’s not the point.
“Now you come back and try to kill me. Why? I’m sad now.” I say, making a sad face but still poking her sides.
“MMM! MHMM!” She tries to swing her body side to side, whatever that does. But I would like to hear her reason though. Let me take off her gag.
“YOU TOOK OFF MY UNDERWEAR IN THE MIDDLE OF THE STREETS, ASSHOLE!”
“Righttttt. And?”
“THAT’S WHY I CHASED YOU!”
“Ah. Makes sense. I think.”
“GRRR, TAKE OFF THESE HANDCUFFS!”
“Can I get a kiss in return?”
“NO!”
I think Jenny secretly likes being tickled. So let’s give her what she likes. I poke her sides and her cute butt.
“AHHH! NOOO!” She starts slamming her head on the floor.
Uh…never seen her do that before. I think I should let her go.
I unlock the handcuffs.
She immediately gets up in anger.
*SMACK!*
I can’t feel my left cheek. But I can feel her grab me by the throat and slam me on the wall. She’s pissed and squeezing kind of hard now…
I look into her eyes. It’s anger, shocked, normal, now sad. She let’s me go. Tears start forming in her eyes.
“Why, Barry? I told you I can help. Why did you refuse?”
Hoo boy. Another long story and leaving y’all clueless. Lucky for you, I won't tell it now cause…
I point at the door. An ugly, ugly goblin. 3 of them, actually.
“Oh shit.” Says Jenny
Oh shit is right. Jenny just wasted all her weapons in trying to capture me. Fists only I guess. Square up!
Maybe 1 on 1, she could win, but 3 of them, no way. Jenny grabs the hands of the first Goblin but that leaves her sides defenseless, The other 2 Goblin flank her and jab her side, causing her to lose grip of the first Goblin. They easily take her down and raise her arms above her head and sit on top of her body.
“No no no!” She screams in a frightening tone. The Goblins use their sharp claws and tickle her armpits, tummy and feet. She screams with an occasional laughter. She does her best to wiggle but can barely move. She’s tired from all the chasing she did. And as much as I’m enjoying this, I better step in or I won’t stop enjoying it.
“Hey buttheads!” I yell as I get up. I put my fist in a boxing position. Now to use my special skill I learned as a spy. I jump forward with the speed of a bullet and throw a punch to one of the Goblins. He flies backwards into the wall. I grab my wrist.
“Owwwww, what is your face made of?”
The other Goblins let Jenny go and focus their attention on me.
“Hey now, 2 on 1, that’s not fair. How about-“
I don’t get to finish my sentence. They both rush me. Lame, trip one of them and punch it on the back of his head. Boom. The other one, startled, runs towards the door and yells something. Probably back up since I hear more coming. Time to go. I pick up Jenny.
“Oof, what have you been eating?”
She’s too tired to answer, but gives me a dirty look.
“Oh, hey, before I set off, can you take this packet in my breast pocket, blow on it, and throw it towards the Goblin?”
She does what I ask without question, knowing what I want happen.
“Fart bomb!” I yell as she threw it towards the Goblin. I start running and turn my head back to see that reinforcements come right on time when the fart bomb exploded. I start laughing and looked at Jenny. Could have sworn she had a smile on her face too. She looks at me and glares. Guess not.
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Hey everyone! Thank you for making it towards the end. I haven’t written anything for a while which explains why it’s written poorly. So to sum up the story:
The Kingdom is attacked by the Barbarians and Demons.
Cassie the warrior escapes with the Princess. (F/F)
Dylan and his commander escapes (M/M)
Lily and a Noble Mage escapes (F/M)
Barry and Sentinel Jenny escape (M/F)
Personality explained:
Cassie is a loyal servant. Despite on what you all think. Cassie is not the shy type, but the quiet type. She’s not submissive, but obedient (if that makes sense, since she’s a commander and takes command, but she follows the Princess’s orders whatever they are.) This part I will make clear and is set in stone. Though further back story might be included.
Dylan, while did question his commander’s order, IS the submissive type. No other secret personality. His background is pretty much explained and most likely there won’t be much changes to his character.
Lily is the outspoken type that get’s distracted a lot. She’s weird and I was influenced by the character Sera from Dragon Age Inquisition. But is this really her true personality? Continue to read to find out.
Barry is a free minded person. For you Anime fans out there, think of him as Naruto who pulls pranks, but is calmer, collected, and not as loud. His back story with Jenny will definitely be included.
And of course, more tickling! I have some awesome ideas in store for the next chapter but if you guys have any suggestions, let me know and I might put in my next chapter or other future chapters.
And again, I haven’t written in a long time for anything really which explains the poor quality. So I just spent around 2 hours straight through with no edits. Just idea after idea without changing anything.
