“Harry Potter: Breaking The Order” Part 3 (f/f)
“Harry Potter: Breaking the Order” Part 3
*If any admins are reading this, please understand that I’ve made a point to set this story within the parameters of your rules. This story takes place after the events at Hogwarts. All characters are over the age of 18. Thank you and enjoy.
*Readers - I’ve taken some liberties as far as the characters within the Harry Potter universe. I know some of them were killed during the series; however, we won’t let that get in the way of creating what I hope is a decent tickling story.
The Order of the Phoenix had been reformed after the remaining members heard Bellatrix Lestrange and the Death Eaters were out terrorizing the local wizarding community once again. Bellatrix was hellbent on seeing Voldemort avenged and Harry Potter dead. She and her followers had killed an older, well-off couple and taken over their mansion to use as a hideout while they launched attacks and tried to find the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility that belonged to Harry now. Bellatrix knew if she was able to harness the power of the three artifacts, she would be almost unstoppable. Harry and some of the members of The Order had hidden the wand, the stone, and the cloak so that Bellatrix and her Death Eaters couldn’t get their hands on them. But now Bellatrix was holding Luna Lovegood, Fleur Delacour, Cho Chang, and Lavender Brown captive and subjecting them to tickle torture while she waited for Harry and his resistance fighters to surrender the ancient relics. She had obtained an Enslaving Crystal, which could sense when the person wearing it had broken the will of another person. The crystal would then drain the victim’s magical powers, essentially making them no more powerful or capable than Muggles.
At the Weasley home...
Arthur and Molly Weasley, Percy, Professor McGonagall, Neville, Tonks, and Hermione sat around the dinner table arguing about what to do next. The rest of the members of The Order had still not returned from hiding the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility in a secret location far off in the forest. Their journey back had been severely hampered after Ron had twisted his ankle, forcing the group to carry him back. The members that were left behind at the cozy Weasley home now had to make a decision...should they wait until the others returned and attack Bellatrix’s hideout at full strength or go there immediately? Even with all their members, a full on attack was risky. It would be a hard fight to defeat Bellatrix and her goons. Starting a battle at half capacity was very likely to fail.
As the group was discussing their options, another message from Bellatrix arrived. She had already sent The Order one letter demanding they hand over the relics. Accompanying the first letter was also a magical moving picture that showed Bellatrix tickling Lavender while Fleur and Cho were tied up nearby.
Hermione opened the letter as the group held their breath, praying for the safety of their friends. “All it says is ‘I’m waiting’ with her signature,” Hermione said. There was also another moving picture with the letter. The distraught group leaned in and looked at what the picture showed them. Hermione put a hand up to her mouth as she gasped.
The picture panned across a living room in the Death Eaters hideout. They could see Lavender Brown gagged and sitting on the floor with her hands tied behind her back. Her legs were bent with her bare size 8 feet flat on the floor in front of her. Ropes bound her legs and ankles together and a thin piece of string even tied her big toes together. Lavender let out a muffled, “mmmhhhmmm!!” Cho Chang was near her and also gagged. She too was letting out muffled grunts and whimpers as she struggled with her bonds. Cho was kneeling on the floor. Her arms were tied behind her back and she was looking back over her shoulder at her bound size 6.5 bare feet behind her. Cho’s eyes were wide as she wiggled her toes and feared what was to come next. Luna Lovegood was still bound in the reclining chair. Her bare size 7 feet were sticking straight out in front of her; her big toes were tied together. Bellatrix had also gagged the exhausted blonde cutie. Fleur Delacour was hogtied on the floor laughing wildly as Bellatrix ran her nails over her bare size 7 soles. Fleur was begging, “Hahahahaha!! Help us!! Hahahahaha!! Somebody help us!! Hahahahaha!! Please!! Hahahaha!! I can’t take anymore!!”
The conversation became heated as the group continued to argue. Tonks was the most outspoken of the group. She shouted, “We can’t just let Bellatrix continue to torture them! They would come for us if we needed them to! And now she has Luna! We need to go there now!” Another uproar from the group as they debated on the best course of action. Tonks had heard enough. She wasn’t about to sit around and wait for the others to return when her friends were being tickled mercilessly at the hands of that Lestrange woman. She stood up from her seat and stormed out of the room to go upstairs.
Tonks quickly gathered her things and then opened a bedroom window. She scaled down the side of the house quietly and slipped away without alerting the group of her intentions. Tonks set off in the direction of the mansion with a fiery hatred burning within her. She loved having Luna in The Order but the girl was no super spy. It was no surprise that she went and got caught.
Tonks planned on infiltrating the mansion and freeing the captive girls before the Death Eaters knew she was there. They would be expecting the whole Order; maybe they wouldn’t expect this. And who knows? Maybe she could even get her hands on Bellatrix’s feet and give her a taste of her own medicine while she’s there.
Tonks found the secret hideout exactly where Luna had guessed it was. She quickly slipped inside undetected by the perimeter guards. Tonks paused and listened for any sign of the girls or trouble. She could hear faint laughing coming from upstairs. As Tonks began walking across the hardwood toward the stairs, she was aware of the sound of her heavy footsteps. Her clunky combat style boots were not conducive for creeping around quiet mansions. Tonks slipped them off and tucked them away out of sight. She felt strangely vulnerable leaving her old, familiar boots behind. They were comfortable and broken in and kept her feet nice and warm. “They probably have perfect imprints of my feet inside of them,” Tonks thought as she began sneaking up the stairs.
Tonks’ hair was pink. She wore a black choker around her neck, a red tank top, a thin grey button up sweater, and a thin black hoodie. She also had on a teal skirt with black nylons that were riddled with holes. “I ought to buy some new nylons,” Tonks thought to herself as she glanced down at one of her big toes sticking out of one of the many holes.
Tonks crept upstairs and began silently treading down the hallway toward a bedroom where she heard laughter. Tonks had her wand out; she wasn’t going to take any chances. No way was she going to let someone tie her up and tickle her until she was screaming. She peaked around the corner into the bedroom and saw Cho and Luna lying on their backs on a bed. They’re hands were tied to the headboard and their ankles were secured down near the foot of the bed. They were both barefoot and laughing like crazy while Daphne Greengrass tickled their soles with a feather. Daphne was sitting on a stool at the foot of the bed within easy reach of both pairs of feet. Tonks also saw that the girls’ shirts had been folded up to expose their tummies. She suspected Daphne had been tickling their upper bodies already and had moved on to their feet now.
This was her moment. She could surprise Daphne and knock her out. She would free Cho and Luna and then find the other girls quickly before they all made their escape. Tonks readied her wand and then a blast knocked her sideways off her feet. She slid down the hallway and her wand slid even further. Tonks was seeing stars but immediately sat up and assessed the situation.
Tonks saw Bellatrix walking toward her with her wand extended out. She had one of Tonks’ boots in her other hand. Bellatrix was grinning as she held the opening of the boot up to her nose and inhaled. “I thought I smelled an intruder.” Another flick of her wand and Tonks was knocked out cold.
Tonks awoke tied spread eagle on a bed. Bellatrix was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her to regain consciousness. Tonks shifted uncomfortably as she tested her bonds for weaknesses. Bellatrix asked her, “Well well if it isn’t Tonks. Care to tell me where I can find the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility?” Tonks looked defiant and furious; she proudly declined to betray The Order and her cause.
“I assume you know what happens now,” Bellatrix said as she smiled wickedly. Tonks’ mouth tightened as she glared back at Bellatrix. She was tough but absolutely did not like the thought of being tickled by a mad woman. Bellatrix crawled across the bed toward Tonks like a leopard stalking its prey. Bellatrix stopped right between Tonks’ legs and started running her fingernails along the inside of her thighs.
At first there was no reaction but Bellatrix was a patient tickler. She knew that sooner or later, her victims always started to giggle. She continued scratching her fingernails over Tonks’ thighs and around her knees, running them over the shredded nylons. Bellatrix slipped her fingers into some of the larger holes around Tonks’ inner thighs. The pink-haired beauty fought hard to keep her legs perfectly still and the corners of her mouth from curling upward. Bellatrix’s fingers poked and prodded, itched and scratched, rubbed and caressed the tender flesh of Tonks’ thighs through the holes. Finally, she started to smile a little.
“Oh come on, girly. There’s no need to act so tough. Just give in and let your body do what it wants to do. Go ahead and laugh. This tickles, it’s ok to laugh,” Bellatrix said as she taunted Tonks. She began to squeeze the tender areas just above the knees. Tonks couldn’t help herself and instinctively jerked her legs and let out an unexpected giggle. Bellatrix squeezed harder, really digging her fingers into the quivering thighs as she forced a reluctant laugh. Tonks was trying to keep her teeth clenched together but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Bellatrix moved her hands further up under Tonks’ teal skirt and started wiggling them in the hip creases at the top of her thighs. Tonks didn’t realize how sensitive she was there and let out a string of wild laughter.
Tonks had never been tickled there before and was completely taken off guard by the sensations. Bellatrix kept wiggling her fingers in the fleshy creases of her upper thighs, making her squeal and kick her legs desperately. Bellatrix climbed on top of Tonks’ legs to help pin her down. She shouted angrily and started bucking wildly in hopes of getting Bellatrix off of her. Tonks got a small break when Bellatrix paused to unzip her hoodie and push her shirts up to expose her toned stomach. Tonks looked away from her tormentor and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Tonks broke back into laughter as Bellatrix started digging her fingers into her sides. She pulled at her ropes and bucked her hips up as Bellatrix skittered her nails all over her tummy. Bellatrix gripped her legs tighter either side of her captive and stayed right on top of her as she screamed and writhed. “Hahahahaha!! Get off of me!! Hahaha!! No!! Get off!! Hahahahaha!! Get away from me!!” Bellatrix traced her fingers over the faint abdominal muscles. Tonks giggled and shook her head from side to side as she was tormented like a helpless girl. “Oh this has been fun, sweetie, but it’s time to move on to something else? Don’t you agree?” Bellatrix asked right before she knocked Tonks unconscious with her wand.
Tonks started to wake up to the sound of laughter. She blinked her eyelids to clear her vision. Tonks noticed she was lying on a couch with her hands tied in front of her and her ankles tied together. She looked over and saw Lavender Brown was seated on another couch nearby. Lavender’s arms were pulled tied over her head and secured to the back of the couch, leaving her smooth, tender underarms vulnerable. Bellatrix was sitting on the couch beside her scratching her long fingernails in Lavender’s armpits. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she howled laughter, unable to stop Bellatrix’s merciless assault in her ticklish hollows.
“Oh, looks like somebody’s ready for her turn again,” Bellatrix teased as she winked at Tonks. She stood up and walked over to where Tonks was laying, leaving Lavender to recover. Bellatrix sat down at the end of the couch where Tonks’ feet were resting. Tonks instinctively pulled her legs up to get her feet away from the cruel witch. “Oh now, come on sweetie. Play nice. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be,” Bellatrix said as she patted her lap. Tonks felt like she was betraying herself but she slowly and begrudgingly put her feet down in Bellatrix’s lap. She knew that resisting was going to get her nowhere and only make Bellatrix angry. Bellatrix gripped the nylons and began ripping them until both of Tonks’ feet were bared. “There, that’s more like it.”
Bellatrix started lightly running her nails along Tonks’ size 9 soles. The pink-haired beauty tensed up and started wiggling her feet around. Bellatrix kept gently tracing her fingernails over the bottoms of Tonks’ feet. She watched the subtle struggle Tonks’ was having as she fought to keep from making any noise. Then Bellatrix encircled Tonks’ ankles with one arm as she began increasing her tickling intensity. She frantically scribbled her fingernails over the poor girl’s arches and soft heels. Tonks broke down and lost her battle to keep her giggles in. She let out a stream of girlish giggles as she jerked her feet about.
Bellatrix tweaked and played with her long toes. Tonks had painted her toenails maroon. They looked adorable as she scrunched them down tightly when Bellatrix ran a finger under them. Tonks shouted at her, “Tssshhsss knock it off! Hehehehe! Leave my feet alone, you creep! Tsssshhsss! You’re going to pay for all you’ve done!” Bellatrix laughed at her threat and focused back on the lower arch just above the heels. She found it to be a very sensitive area and it make Tonks belly laugh and kick desperately to break free from her hold.
Bellatrix held Tonks’ feet firm in her lap and started raking her long, pointed fingernails all the way down her captive’s soles. She placed them at the base of her toes and traced them down over the pads just below her toes and the balls of her feet. Then they made their way across her tender arches and finally over her heels to finish their route. And as soon as her nails trickled over the edge of Tonks’ heels, she would place her fingers back below her toes and start the slow, grueling journey all over again and again. Tonks’ feet trembled the whole time and she laughed and begged her to stop.
Tonks squirmed and kicked on the couch. Her bare soles sticking out of her ripped nylons were flailing and crossing over each other desperately as Bellatrix had her way with them. “Tickle tickle tickle...” Bellatrix teased as she continued to wiggle her nails across her arches. Lavender Brown looked over helplessly at Tonks. She knew there was nothing she could do at the moment but she still felt compelled to yell, “Hey! You leave her alone!” Bellatrix paused and looked over at Lavender. “Or you’ll what?” Bellatrix asked her in an amused tone. Lavender suddenly lost any courage she had possessed only a few seconds before. Bellatrix’s icy glare cut right through her. “Actually...I think your friend Tonks has had enough for now. What do you say I give you some more attention, Ms. Brown?” Bellatrix asked with a devilish grin. With that, she flicked her wand and knocked Tonks out. Lavender begged and pleaded as Bellatrix came over and sat next to her again. She started wiggling her fingernails towards Lavender’s exposed underarms as the poor girl whimpered and begged her not to tickle her again.
Tonks jolted awake at the sound of Cho Chang’s screaming laughter right next to her. Cho and Tonks were seated in a set of stocks. Cho was locked in beside her to her left. Both women had their toes tied back to rings atop the stocks. Bellatrix had applied oil to Cho’s tiny size 6.5 soles and was using a hairbrush to scrub just below her short toes. The evil witch had a devilish grin on her face as she watched Cho writhe around and throw her head back in laughter as she felt the unbearable hairbrush explore her slippery soles.
Tonks was exhausted. She felt awful as Cho called over to her for help. She had come to rescue Cho and the others and now...here she was overpowered with one flick of a wand and being tickled right alongside them. How humiliating to expect to be the hero and wind up just another tickle slave, laughing and giggling against her will like a little helpless girl. Tonks didn’t think she had it in her to handle another ruthless bout of tickle torture from Bellatrix. The woman was pure evil and quite adept at finding people’s weaknesses and exploiting them until they were in absolute agony.
Bellatrix finally set the brush down and gave Cho Chang some much needed relief. The bottoms of her feet were now a bright pink from all the scrubbing. Bellatrix picked up her bottle of baby oil and poured a generous portion into her palm. She smeared the oil onto Tonks’ soles, making her big size 9 feet all slick. Tonks did her best to remain mentally tough and not say a word but as Bellatrix picked up the hairbrush, she blurted out, “Wait!” Bellatrix paused and looked at her quizzically. “Wait? Something to tell me, darling?” Bellatrix inquired as she nonchalantly played with the hairbrush between her hands.
Tonks’ heart was beating out of her chest. She knew that if she didn’t tell Bellatrix something about the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility, then she was going to have her feet mercilessly tickled for god knows how long. And who even knew how long she would be here until the others came? It could be days of nothing but horrible tickling. She was tough but didn’t think she could hold out against Bellatrix and her Enslaving Crystal forever. But then Tonks thought of her friends and everyone in The Order. How could she betray them? She knew she couldn’t live with the thought of getting them enslaved or killed because of her weakness. Tonks broke eye contact with Bellatrix and looked downward in dread of what was about to happen.
“Suit yourself,” Bellatrix hissed as she began viciously rubbing the hairbrush back and forth across Tonks’ arches. The pink-haired hottie erupted in laughter and shouts. She twisted this way and that in her seat, trying with all her power to pull her hands and feet free from the stocks. Bellatrix made little circles with the brush on the ball of Tonks’ right foot. Overcome with horrible sensations, Tonks started to plead and beg desperately. Her pride had left her as she shouted at Bellatrix asking for mercy.
“That’s it, beg for me dear,” Bellatrix taunted as she scrubbed the hairbrush over the shiny pair of soles before her. Tonks’ long toes strained against the ties but were left held back and vulnerable as the bristles rubbed along their undersides. Tonks fell into a torrent of uncontrollable giggles as her toes were scrubbed. When Bellatrix suddenly jumped back down to her tender arches, Tonks again exploded with laughter. Bellatrix knew just how to rotate around the ticklish spots of her feet so that she never really got used to the tickling sensations. Tonks’ laughter sounded more like banshee screams at this point. “AAAAHHAHAHA!! BELLATRIX!! HAHAHAHAHA!! STOP IT!! HAHAHA!! NOOO!! BAAHAHAHAHA!! THAT BABY OIL IS AWFUL!!” Tonks screamed as she rattled the stocks.
Bellatrix kept up the tickling for a while. Tonks was going crazy from the unrelenting hairbrush. The Enslaving Crystal was starting to grow a brighter shade of purple as it sensed Tonks’ distress. But then Pansy Parkinson walked into the room. Bellatrix stopped scrubbing Tonks’ feet and addressed the Death Eater. Pansy told her, “The Death Eaters are gathered and ready for the raid tonight.” Time had gotten away from Bellatrix. She looked slightly annoyed that her fun had to come to a stop but she would need to lead her followers in a raid on a nearby village as soon as it was dark. “Very well. But I want these two taken down to the basement and secured. And then bring up Ms. Delacour and Ms. Lovegood. I want you to personally see they have a nice, long turn in the stocks while I’m gone,” Bellatrix ordered. With that, Bellatrix left Tonks to be taken to the basement.
The following day, Tonks was led up from the basement and taken to Bellatrix. She had Tonks tied standing against a wooden beam on the main level of the mansion. Her black zip-up hoodie was removed. Ropes around her ankles, knees, and upper thighs held her tight against the square pillar. Her arms were pulled tight above her head, not giving her more than a few inches of slack. The Lestrange woman was going to tickle her again and there wasn’t anything she could do to stop her. “Did you miss me?” Bellatrix teased as she checked Tonks’ restraints. “I’m going to make your stay here miserable unless you start talking.”
Tonks remained silent and only glared back defiantly into the eyes of her captor. Bellatrix was amused and smiled as she pushed Tonks’ sweater up just below her breasts. She did the same with her red tank top so that her belly and ribs were exposed once again. Tonks remained silent, only glaring despite her situation even as Bellatrix poured baby oil into her palm and started wiping it all over her bare stomach and ribs.
Bellatrix rested her hands on Tonks’ tummy, her nails poised and at the ready. Then she suddenly began skittering them all over the slick, taught skin. Tonks jumped and squealed as she let out a stream of giggles and laughter. Bellatrix dug into her sides and squeezed them over and over. Tonks twisted and shifted uncomfortably as she belly laughed. She really lost it when Bellatrix traced a finger over her toned tummy, circling her bellybutton until she was ready to dip her finger in and explore the adorable little innie. Tonks closed her eyes tight and giggled like crazy. She tried to turn away but was hopelessly stuck.
Bellatrix climbed her fingernails upward toward Tonks’ glistening ribcage. She wiggled her fingertips in the spaces between the ribs and sent Tonks into a panicky explosion of laughter and screaming. “BWAAAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP!! STOP!! STOP!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOT THAT!! HAHAHAHA!! OH GOD STOP!!” Tonks begged as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. Bellatrix slid her baby oil-soaked hands up under Tonks’ shirts and found her way into her smooth armpits. Tonks’ eyes nearly popped out of her head as she struggled to breathe, scream, and laugh all at once. Tickle tickle tickle went Bellatrix’s fingernails over her underarms. Tonks tried to pull her hands down as hard as she could but it was futile. Bellatrix had her in overdrive and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to slow the tickling down, much less stop it.
Suddenly, Bellatrix pulled her hands down out of Tonks’ shirts. She gripped the shirts and pulled herself close to Tonks so that only a couple inches were between them. “Please...please no more...Bellatrix please...no moreuuuuummmmhh!!” Bellatrix’s mouth pressed against Tonks’ lips as she went in for a passionate kiss and cut her off. Bellatrix absolutely loved dominating other women and had gotten rather caught up in the moment. Tonks’ eyes lit up in surprise when she felt Bellatrix’s warm tongue slip inside her mouth. There was nothin she could do to pull away or stop the kiss. She just had to go along with it even if she wasn’t reciprocating really.
Then without notice, Bellatrix broke the embrace and gripped Tonks’ sweater near the top by the first button. She yanked down hard and tore all the buttons loose, leaving the sweater hanging open with a couple unraveled buttons hanging by thread. Tonks was still catching her breath as she looked down at her sweater torn open. Her lips were flushed red and slightly wet from the kiss. She looked back at Bellatrix with dread, hatred, and intrigue in equal measure. The Lestrange woman seemed almost strangely attractive in that moment, in a dark sort of way. In a flash, Bellatrix’s hands were gripping Tonks’ tank top. Two hard yanks and the fabric started to tear from the top right down the middle. Bellatrix ripped the tank top open in a messy, shredded line from top to bottom and pushed the torn shirt off to either side. Tonks’ gasped at her sudden vulnerability as she looked down at her exposed chest, which was still heaving up and down trying to catch her breath.
Bellatrix was still for a moment; she studied the pink-haired witch’s lovely breasts and dark nipples. Then she poured another drizzle of baby oil into her hands and rubbed her palms together. Bellatrix caressed and rubbed the newly exposed mounds as she lathered them with oil. Tonks tried to shift around to get away from her but was notably moving back and forth less energetically than before. Bellatrix began to wiggle her fingers over the shiny tits. She trickled her fingers down over the nipples, sides, and bottom curvature of Tonks’ rack. The woman began laughing, giggling, and snorting as she received a lesson in her newly discovered ticklish spot.
Tonks was overwhelmed. Not only was Bellatrix a master at exploiting familiar ticklish areas but she could even find ones that you weren’t even aware of. She let out high-pitched squeals and broken laughter as she bounced around as much as the ropes would allow, which made her small but impressive boobs shake. Bellatrix’s caressing fingers had made her nipples stiff; Tonks was mortified. Her cheeks blushed red as she laughed and begged for mercy. Sharp fingernails lightly tickling along the undersides of her breasts really drove her nuts as well. Tonks let out a hearty laugh that dissolved into throaty giggling as Bellatrix wiggled her fingertips along the bottoms of her slippery breasts. The Enslaving Crystal began to glow brighter as it hung around Bellatrix’s neck. She kept fluttering her fingers over Tonk’s erect nipples, flicking them and rubbing them to produce a mixture of pleasure and agony. Then she would take her nails down the sides of Tonks’ breasts until she reached the undersides again. Tonks laughed like mad as Bellatrix tickled her in a place she had no idea could be ticklish.
Slowly, a pink mist started to drift from Tonks and it floated over to the Enslaving Crystal hanging down around Bellatrix’s neck. Tonks understood what was happening but couldn’t fight her way back past the point of no return. She was in tickle hell. Tonks shouted, “NOOO!!” as her powers were drained into the crystal. She hung there almost limp with exhaustion as Bellatrix stepped back and rubbed the glowing crystal with delight. “There we go. Perfect. One more member of The Order I don’t have to worry about anymore. You’ll be put with the others. Oh...but just one more thing,” Bellatrix said as she turned and picked up an electric toothbrush. She clicked it on and started walking towards Tonks with the vibrating head aimed at her breasts. “Let’s give those adorable nipples a good buzzing before you get some sleep.” Tonks panicked and thrashed against her bonds. She screamed, “NO!! I CAN’T!! BELLATRIX PLEASE!!”
TO BE CONTINUED...
“Harry Potter: Breaking the Order” Part 3
*If any admins are reading this, please understand that I’ve made a point to set this story within the parameters of your rules. This story takes place after the events at Hogwarts. All characters are over the age of 18. Thank you and enjoy.
*Readers - I’ve taken some liberties as far as the characters within the Harry Potter universe. I know some of them were killed during the series; however, we won’t let that get in the way of creating what I hope is a decent tickling story.
The Order of the Phoenix had been reformed after the remaining members heard Bellatrix Lestrange and the Death Eaters were out terrorizing the local wizarding community once again. Bellatrix was hellbent on seeing Voldemort avenged and Harry Potter dead. She and her followers had killed an older, well-off couple and taken over their mansion to use as a hideout while they launched attacks and tried to find the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility that belonged to Harry now. Bellatrix knew if she was able to harness the power of the three artifacts, she would be almost unstoppable. Harry and some of the members of The Order had hidden the wand, the stone, and the cloak so that Bellatrix and her Death Eaters couldn’t get their hands on them. But now Bellatrix was holding Luna Lovegood, Fleur Delacour, Cho Chang, and Lavender Brown captive and subjecting them to tickle torture while she waited for Harry and his resistance fighters to surrender the ancient relics. She had obtained an Enslaving Crystal, which could sense when the person wearing it had broken the will of another person. The crystal would then drain the victim’s magical powers, essentially making them no more powerful or capable than Muggles.
At the Weasley home...
Arthur and Molly Weasley, Percy, Professor McGonagall, Neville, Tonks, and Hermione sat around the dinner table arguing about what to do next. The rest of the members of The Order had still not returned from hiding the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility in a secret location far off in the forest. Their journey back had been severely hampered after Ron had twisted his ankle, forcing the group to carry him back. The members that were left behind at the cozy Weasley home now had to make a decision...should they wait until the others returned and attack Bellatrix’s hideout at full strength or go there immediately? Even with all their members, a full on attack was risky. It would be a hard fight to defeat Bellatrix and her goons. Starting a battle at half capacity was very likely to fail.
As the group was discussing their options, another message from Bellatrix arrived. She had already sent The Order one letter demanding they hand over the relics. Accompanying the first letter was also a magical moving picture that showed Bellatrix tickling Lavender while Fleur and Cho were tied up nearby.
Hermione opened the letter as the group held their breath, praying for the safety of their friends. “All it says is ‘I’m waiting’ with her signature,” Hermione said. There was also another moving picture with the letter. The distraught group leaned in and looked at what the picture showed them. Hermione put a hand up to her mouth as she gasped.
The picture panned across a living room in the Death Eaters hideout. They could see Lavender Brown gagged and sitting on the floor with her hands tied behind her back. Her legs were bent with her bare size 8 feet flat on the floor in front of her. Ropes bound her legs and ankles together and a thin piece of string even tied her big toes together. Lavender let out a muffled, “mmmhhhmmm!!” Cho Chang was near her and also gagged. She too was letting out muffled grunts and whimpers as she struggled with her bonds. Cho was kneeling on the floor. Her arms were tied behind her back and she was looking back over her shoulder at her bound size 6.5 bare feet behind her. Cho’s eyes were wide as she wiggled her toes and feared what was to come next. Luna Lovegood was still bound in the reclining chair. Her bare size 7 feet were sticking straight out in front of her; her big toes were tied together. Bellatrix had also gagged the exhausted blonde cutie. Fleur Delacour was hogtied on the floor laughing wildly as Bellatrix ran her nails over her bare size 7 soles. Fleur was begging, “Hahahahaha!! Help us!! Hahahahaha!! Somebody help us!! Hahahahaha!! Please!! Hahahaha!! I can’t take anymore!!”
The conversation became heated as the group continued to argue. Tonks was the most outspoken of the group. She shouted, “We can’t just let Bellatrix continue to torture them! They would come for us if we needed them to! And now she has Luna! We need to go there now!” Another uproar from the group as they debated on the best course of action. Tonks had heard enough. She wasn’t about to sit around and wait for the others to return when her friends were being tickled mercilessly at the hands of that Lestrange woman. She stood up from her seat and stormed out of the room to go upstairs.
Tonks quickly gathered her things and then opened a bedroom window. She scaled down the side of the house quietly and slipped away without alerting the group of her intentions. Tonks set off in the direction of the mansion with a fiery hatred burning within her. She loved having Luna in The Order but the girl was no super spy. It was no surprise that she went and got caught.
Tonks planned on infiltrating the mansion and freeing the captive girls before the Death Eaters knew she was there. They would be expecting the whole Order; maybe they wouldn’t expect this. And who knows? Maybe she could even get her hands on Bellatrix’s feet and give her a taste of her own medicine while she’s there.
Tonks found the secret hideout exactly where Luna had guessed it was. She quickly slipped inside undetected by the perimeter guards. Tonks paused and listened for any sign of the girls or trouble. She could hear faint laughing coming from upstairs. As Tonks began walking across the hardwood toward the stairs, she was aware of the sound of her heavy footsteps. Her clunky combat style boots were not conducive for creeping around quiet mansions. Tonks slipped them off and tucked them away out of sight. She felt strangely vulnerable leaving her old, familiar boots behind. They were comfortable and broken in and kept her feet nice and warm. “They probably have perfect imprints of my feet inside of them,” Tonks thought as she began sneaking up the stairs.
Tonks’ hair was pink. She wore a black choker around her neck, a red tank top, a thin grey button up sweater, and a thin black hoodie. She also had on a teal skirt with black nylons that were riddled with holes. “I ought to buy some new nylons,” Tonks thought to herself as she glanced down at one of her big toes sticking out of one of the many holes.
Tonks crept upstairs and began silently treading down the hallway toward a bedroom where she heard laughter. Tonks had her wand out; she wasn’t going to take any chances. No way was she going to let someone tie her up and tickle her until she was screaming. She peaked around the corner into the bedroom and saw Cho and Luna lying on their backs on a bed. They’re hands were tied to the headboard and their ankles were secured down near the foot of the bed. They were both barefoot and laughing like crazy while Daphne Greengrass tickled their soles with a feather. Daphne was sitting on a stool at the foot of the bed within easy reach of both pairs of feet. Tonks also saw that the girls’ shirts had been folded up to expose their tummies. She suspected Daphne had been tickling their upper bodies already and had moved on to their feet now.
This was her moment. She could surprise Daphne and knock her out. She would free Cho and Luna and then find the other girls quickly before they all made their escape. Tonks readied her wand and then a blast knocked her sideways off her feet. She slid down the hallway and her wand slid even further. Tonks was seeing stars but immediately sat up and assessed the situation.
Tonks saw Bellatrix walking toward her with her wand extended out. She had one of Tonks’ boots in her other hand. Bellatrix was grinning as she held the opening of the boot up to her nose and inhaled. “I thought I smelled an intruder.” Another flick of her wand and Tonks was knocked out cold.
Tonks awoke tied spread eagle on a bed. Bellatrix was sitting on the edge of the bed waiting for her to regain consciousness. Tonks shifted uncomfortably as she tested her bonds for weaknesses. Bellatrix asked her, “Well well if it isn’t Tonks. Care to tell me where I can find the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility?” Tonks looked defiant and furious; she proudly declined to betray The Order and her cause.
“I assume you know what happens now,” Bellatrix said as she smiled wickedly. Tonks’ mouth tightened as she glared back at Bellatrix. She was tough but absolutely did not like the thought of being tickled by a mad woman. Bellatrix crawled across the bed toward Tonks like a leopard stalking its prey. Bellatrix stopped right between Tonks’ legs and started running her fingernails along the inside of her thighs.
At first there was no reaction but Bellatrix was a patient tickler. She knew that sooner or later, her victims always started to giggle. She continued scratching her fingernails over Tonks’ thighs and around her knees, running them over the shredded nylons. Bellatrix slipped her fingers into some of the larger holes around Tonks’ inner thighs. The pink-haired beauty fought hard to keep her legs perfectly still and the corners of her mouth from curling upward. Bellatrix’s fingers poked and prodded, itched and scratched, rubbed and caressed the tender flesh of Tonks’ thighs through the holes. Finally, she started to smile a little.
“Oh come on, girly. There’s no need to act so tough. Just give in and let your body do what it wants to do. Go ahead and laugh. This tickles, it’s ok to laugh,” Bellatrix said as she taunted Tonks. She began to squeeze the tender areas just above the knees. Tonks couldn’t help herself and instinctively jerked her legs and let out an unexpected giggle. Bellatrix squeezed harder, really digging her fingers into the quivering thighs as she forced a reluctant laugh. Tonks was trying to keep her teeth clenched together but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Bellatrix moved her hands further up under Tonks’ teal skirt and started wiggling them in the hip creases at the top of her thighs. Tonks didn’t realize how sensitive she was there and let out a string of wild laughter.
Tonks had never been tickled there before and was completely taken off guard by the sensations. Bellatrix kept wiggling her fingers in the fleshy creases of her upper thighs, making her squeal and kick her legs desperately. Bellatrix climbed on top of Tonks’ legs to help pin her down. She shouted angrily and started bucking wildly in hopes of getting Bellatrix off of her. Tonks got a small break when Bellatrix paused to unzip her hoodie and push her shirts up to expose her toned stomach. Tonks looked away from her tormentor and took a deep breath to calm herself.
Tonks broke back into laughter as Bellatrix started digging her fingers into her sides. She pulled at her ropes and bucked her hips up as Bellatrix skittered her nails all over her tummy. Bellatrix gripped her legs tighter either side of her captive and stayed right on top of her as she screamed and writhed. “Hahahahaha!! Get off of me!! Hahaha!! No!! Get off!! Hahahahaha!! Get away from me!!” Bellatrix traced her fingers over the faint abdominal muscles. Tonks giggled and shook her head from side to side as she was tormented like a helpless girl. “Oh this has been fun, sweetie, but it’s time to move on to something else? Don’t you agree?” Bellatrix asked right before she knocked Tonks unconscious with her wand.
Tonks started to wake up to the sound of laughter. She blinked her eyelids to clear her vision. Tonks noticed she was lying on a couch with her hands tied in front of her and her ankles tied together. She looked over and saw Lavender Brown was seated on another couch nearby. Lavender’s arms were pulled tied over her head and secured to the back of the couch, leaving her smooth, tender underarms vulnerable. Bellatrix was sitting on the couch beside her scratching her long fingernails in Lavender’s armpits. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted back as she howled laughter, unable to stop Bellatrix’s merciless assault in her ticklish hollows.
“Oh, looks like somebody’s ready for her turn again,” Bellatrix teased as she winked at Tonks. She stood up and walked over to where Tonks was laying, leaving Lavender to recover. Bellatrix sat down at the end of the couch where Tonks’ feet were resting. Tonks instinctively pulled her legs up to get her feet away from the cruel witch. “Oh now, come on sweetie. Play nice. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be,” Bellatrix said as she patted her lap. Tonks felt like she was betraying herself but she slowly and begrudgingly put her feet down in Bellatrix’s lap. She knew that resisting was going to get her nowhere and only make Bellatrix angry. Bellatrix gripped the nylons and began ripping them until both of Tonks’ feet were bared. “There, that’s more like it.”
Bellatrix started lightly running her nails along Tonks’ size 9 soles. The pink-haired beauty tensed up and started wiggling her feet around. Bellatrix kept gently tracing her fingernails over the bottoms of Tonks’ feet. She watched the subtle struggle Tonks’ was having as she fought to keep from making any noise. Then Bellatrix encircled Tonks’ ankles with one arm as she began increasing her tickling intensity. She frantically scribbled her fingernails over the poor girl’s arches and soft heels. Tonks broke down and lost her battle to keep her giggles in. She let out a stream of girlish giggles as she jerked her feet about.
Bellatrix tweaked and played with her long toes. Tonks had painted her toenails maroon. They looked adorable as she scrunched them down tightly when Bellatrix ran a finger under them. Tonks shouted at her, “Tssshhsss knock it off! Hehehehe! Leave my feet alone, you creep! Tsssshhsss! You’re going to pay for all you’ve done!” Bellatrix laughed at her threat and focused back on the lower arch just above the heels. She found it to be a very sensitive area and it make Tonks belly laugh and kick desperately to break free from her hold.
Bellatrix held Tonks’ feet firm in her lap and started raking her long, pointed fingernails all the way down her captive’s soles. She placed them at the base of her toes and traced them down over the pads just below her toes and the balls of her feet. Then they made their way across her tender arches and finally over her heels to finish their route. And as soon as her nails trickled over the edge of Tonks’ heels, she would place her fingers back below her toes and start the slow, grueling journey all over again and again. Tonks’ feet trembled the whole time and she laughed and begged her to stop.
Tonks squirmed and kicked on the couch. Her bare soles sticking out of her ripped nylons were flailing and crossing over each other desperately as Bellatrix had her way with them. “Tickle tickle tickle...” Bellatrix teased as she continued to wiggle her nails across her arches. Lavender Brown looked over helplessly at Tonks. She knew there was nothing she could do at the moment but she still felt compelled to yell, “Hey! You leave her alone!” Bellatrix paused and looked over at Lavender. “Or you’ll what?” Bellatrix asked her in an amused tone. Lavender suddenly lost any courage she had possessed only a few seconds before. Bellatrix’s icy glare cut right through her. “Actually...I think your friend Tonks has had enough for now. What do you say I give you some more attention, Ms. Brown?” Bellatrix asked with a devilish grin. With that, she flicked her wand and knocked Tonks out. Lavender begged and pleaded as Bellatrix came over and sat next to her again. She started wiggling her fingernails towards Lavender’s exposed underarms as the poor girl whimpered and begged her not to tickle her again.
Tonks jolted awake at the sound of Cho Chang’s screaming laughter right next to her. Cho and Tonks were seated in a set of stocks. Cho was locked in beside her to her left. Both women had their toes tied back to rings atop the stocks. Bellatrix had applied oil to Cho’s tiny size 6.5 soles and was using a hairbrush to scrub just below her short toes. The evil witch had a devilish grin on her face as she watched Cho writhe around and throw her head back in laughter as she felt the unbearable hairbrush explore her slippery soles.
Tonks was exhausted. She felt awful as Cho called over to her for help. She had come to rescue Cho and the others and now...here she was overpowered with one flick of a wand and being tickled right alongside them. How humiliating to expect to be the hero and wind up just another tickle slave, laughing and giggling against her will like a little helpless girl. Tonks didn’t think she had it in her to handle another ruthless bout of tickle torture from Bellatrix. The woman was pure evil and quite adept at finding people’s weaknesses and exploiting them until they were in absolute agony.
Bellatrix finally set the brush down and gave Cho Chang some much needed relief. The bottoms of her feet were now a bright pink from all the scrubbing. Bellatrix picked up her bottle of baby oil and poured a generous portion into her palm. She smeared the oil onto Tonks’ soles, making her big size 9 feet all slick. Tonks did her best to remain mentally tough and not say a word but as Bellatrix picked up the hairbrush, she blurted out, “Wait!” Bellatrix paused and looked at her quizzically. “Wait? Something to tell me, darling?” Bellatrix inquired as she nonchalantly played with the hairbrush between her hands.
Tonks’ heart was beating out of her chest. She knew that if she didn’t tell Bellatrix something about the Elder Wand, The Resurrection Stone, and the Cloak of Invisibility, then she was going to have her feet mercilessly tickled for god knows how long. And who even knew how long she would be here until the others came? It could be days of nothing but horrible tickling. She was tough but didn’t think she could hold out against Bellatrix and her Enslaving Crystal forever. But then Tonks thought of her friends and everyone in The Order. How could she betray them? She knew she couldn’t live with the thought of getting them enslaved or killed because of her weakness. Tonks broke eye contact with Bellatrix and looked downward in dread of what was about to happen.
“Suit yourself,” Bellatrix hissed as she began viciously rubbing the hairbrush back and forth across Tonks’ arches. The pink-haired hottie erupted in laughter and shouts. She twisted this way and that in her seat, trying with all her power to pull her hands and feet free from the stocks. Bellatrix made little circles with the brush on the ball of Tonks’ right foot. Overcome with horrible sensations, Tonks started to plead and beg desperately. Her pride had left her as she shouted at Bellatrix asking for mercy.
“That’s it, beg for me dear,” Bellatrix taunted as she scrubbed the hairbrush over the shiny pair of soles before her. Tonks’ long toes strained against the ties but were left held back and vulnerable as the bristles rubbed along their undersides. Tonks fell into a torrent of uncontrollable giggles as her toes were scrubbed. When Bellatrix suddenly jumped back down to her tender arches, Tonks again exploded with laughter. Bellatrix knew just how to rotate around the ticklish spots of her feet so that she never really got used to the tickling sensations. Tonks’ laughter sounded more like banshee screams at this point. “AAAAHHAHAHA!! BELLATRIX!! HAHAHAHAHA!! STOP IT!! HAHAHA!! NOOO!! BAAHAHAHAHA!! THAT BABY OIL IS AWFUL!!” Tonks screamed as she rattled the stocks.
Bellatrix kept up the tickling for a while. Tonks was going crazy from the unrelenting hairbrush. The Enslaving Crystal was starting to grow a brighter shade of purple as it sensed Tonks’ distress. But then Pansy Parkinson walked into the room. Bellatrix stopped scrubbing Tonks’ feet and addressed the Death Eater. Pansy told her, “The Death Eaters are gathered and ready for the raid tonight.” Time had gotten away from Bellatrix. She looked slightly annoyed that her fun had to come to a stop but she would need to lead her followers in a raid on a nearby village as soon as it was dark. “Very well. But I want these two taken down to the basement and secured. And then bring up Ms. Delacour and Ms. Lovegood. I want you to personally see they have a nice, long turn in the stocks while I’m gone,” Bellatrix ordered. With that, Bellatrix left Tonks to be taken to the basement.
The following day, Tonks was led up from the basement and taken to Bellatrix. She had Tonks tied standing against a wooden beam on the main level of the mansion. Her black zip-up hoodie was removed. Ropes around her ankles, knees, and upper thighs held her tight against the square pillar. Her arms were pulled tight above her head, not giving her more than a few inches of slack. The Lestrange woman was going to tickle her again and there wasn’t anything she could do to stop her. “Did you miss me?” Bellatrix teased as she checked Tonks’ restraints. “I’m going to make your stay here miserable unless you start talking.”
Tonks remained silent and only glared back defiantly into the eyes of her captor. Bellatrix was amused and smiled as she pushed Tonks’ sweater up just below her breasts. She did the same with her red tank top so that her belly and ribs were exposed once again. Tonks remained silent, only glaring despite her situation even as Bellatrix poured baby oil into her palm and started wiping it all over her bare stomach and ribs.
Bellatrix rested her hands on Tonks’ tummy, her nails poised and at the ready. Then she suddenly began skittering them all over the slick, taught skin. Tonks jumped and squealed as she let out a stream of giggles and laughter. Bellatrix dug into her sides and squeezed them over and over. Tonks twisted and shifted uncomfortably as she belly laughed. She really lost it when Bellatrix traced a finger over her toned tummy, circling her bellybutton until she was ready to dip her finger in and explore the adorable little innie. Tonks closed her eyes tight and giggled like crazy. She tried to turn away but was hopelessly stuck.
Bellatrix climbed her fingernails upward toward Tonks’ glistening ribcage. She wiggled her fingertips in the spaces between the ribs and sent Tonks into a panicky explosion of laughter and screaming. “BWAAAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP!! STOP!! STOP!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! NOT THAT!! HAHAHAHA!! OH GOD STOP!!” Tonks begged as tears started to form in the corners of her eyes. Bellatrix slid her baby oil-soaked hands up under Tonks’ shirts and found her way into her smooth armpits. Tonks’ eyes nearly popped out of her head as she struggled to breathe, scream, and laugh all at once. Tickle tickle tickle went Bellatrix’s fingernails over her underarms. Tonks tried to pull her hands down as hard as she could but it was futile. Bellatrix had her in overdrive and there wasn’t a damn thing she could do to slow the tickling down, much less stop it.
Suddenly, Bellatrix pulled her hands down out of Tonks’ shirts. She gripped the shirts and pulled herself close to Tonks so that only a couple inches were between them. “Please...please no more...Bellatrix please...no moreuuuuummmmhh!!” Bellatrix’s mouth pressed against Tonks’ lips as she went in for a passionate kiss and cut her off. Bellatrix absolutely loved dominating other women and had gotten rather caught up in the moment. Tonks’ eyes lit up in surprise when she felt Bellatrix’s warm tongue slip inside her mouth. There was nothin she could do to pull away or stop the kiss. She just had to go along with it even if she wasn’t reciprocating really.
Then without notice, Bellatrix broke the embrace and gripped Tonks’ sweater near the top by the first button. She yanked down hard and tore all the buttons loose, leaving the sweater hanging open with a couple unraveled buttons hanging by thread. Tonks was still catching her breath as she looked down at her sweater torn open. Her lips were flushed red and slightly wet from the kiss. She looked back at Bellatrix with dread, hatred, and intrigue in equal measure. The Lestrange woman seemed almost strangely attractive in that moment, in a dark sort of way. In a flash, Bellatrix’s hands were gripping Tonks’ tank top. Two hard yanks and the fabric started to tear from the top right down the middle. Bellatrix ripped the tank top open in a messy, shredded line from top to bottom and pushed the torn shirt off to either side. Tonks’ gasped at her sudden vulnerability as she looked down at her exposed chest, which was still heaving up and down trying to catch her breath.
Bellatrix was still for a moment; she studied the pink-haired witch’s lovely breasts and dark nipples. Then she poured another drizzle of baby oil into her hands and rubbed her palms together. Bellatrix caressed and rubbed the newly exposed mounds as she lathered them with oil. Tonks tried to shift around to get away from her but was notably moving back and forth less energetically than before. Bellatrix began to wiggle her fingers over the shiny tits. She trickled her fingers down over the nipples, sides, and bottom curvature of Tonks’ rack. The woman began laughing, giggling, and snorting as she received a lesson in her newly discovered ticklish spot.
Tonks was overwhelmed. Not only was Bellatrix a master at exploiting familiar ticklish areas but she could even find ones that you weren’t even aware of. She let out high-pitched squeals and broken laughter as she bounced around as much as the ropes would allow, which made her small but impressive boobs shake. Bellatrix’s caressing fingers had made her nipples stiff; Tonks was mortified. Her cheeks blushed red as she laughed and begged for mercy. Sharp fingernails lightly tickling along the undersides of her breasts really drove her nuts as well. Tonks let out a hearty laugh that dissolved into throaty giggling as Bellatrix wiggled her fingertips along the bottoms of her slippery breasts. The Enslaving Crystal began to glow brighter as it hung around Bellatrix’s neck. She kept fluttering her fingers over Tonk’s erect nipples, flicking them and rubbing them to produce a mixture of pleasure and agony. Then she would take her nails down the sides of Tonks’ breasts until she reached the undersides again. Tonks laughed like mad as Bellatrix tickled her in a place she had no idea could be ticklish.
Slowly, a pink mist started to drift from Tonks and it floated over to the Enslaving Crystal hanging down around Bellatrix’s neck. Tonks understood what was happening but couldn’t fight her way back past the point of no return. She was in tickle hell. Tonks shouted, “NOOO!!” as her powers were drained into the crystal. She hung there almost limp with exhaustion as Bellatrix stepped back and rubbed the glowing crystal with delight. “There we go. Perfect. One more member of The Order I don’t have to worry about anymore. You’ll be put with the others. Oh...but just one more thing,” Bellatrix said as she turned and picked up an electric toothbrush. She clicked it on and started walking towards Tonks with the vibrating head aimed at her breasts. “Let’s give those adorable nipples a good buzzing before you get some sleep.” Tonks panicked and thrashed against her bonds. She screamed, “NO!! I CAN’T!! BELLATRIX PLEASE!!”
TO BE CONTINUED...
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