I Serve You - Tickling Fiction & Art

I SERVE YOU
by Twisted Sister

"Damn this depression, anyway. Damn the lack of money and parts." Abby was really upset when her cruiser blew an accelerator valve. She was out in the middle of nowhere, running on fumes, and with no money whatsoever for repairs. She had off-loaded her cargo at a remote space station a few hours ago,so she had no payload to sell to get the needed equipment. Her crew of three (all robotic) were no real help. She had thought she'd be saving money by having an android crew, but they were only programmed for specific tasks and were no good at all for helping out in a pinch like this one.

Abby was able to land the cruiser, but she could not hit the landing pad. She took out the upper corner of a building on her way in, and on this planet, she knew she'd be in for some serious cell time for it. It was a wretched place...merely an outpost at the far reaches of the known universe. She allowed herself to be arrested, and went peacefully to the holding cell to await her trial. She didn't even argue when they impounded her androids - they were no good to her at this point anyway. She resolved to try and get some sleep before trial in the morning. She knew she would be found guilty, she knew she would do time, she wanted to be well rested before the crap hit the fan.

They came for her early the next day, and took her before the local prelate. She was summarily found guilty of mayhem & damage to public property, and flying an unsafe vehicle. It came as no surprise to her, so she was able to maintain her composure while her verdict was read. She stood up straight and waited for the sentencing which would immediately follow.

There was a very long pause as the judge looked Abby up & down...she WAS an unusual sight for that outpost. She was tall for a woman, probably close to 6 feet. She was very athletically built, with long blond hair braided in the multiple-braid style so popular throughout this region. The judge knew she was strong enough to probably escape if she really wanted to, but she did not. She merely stood very still, quiet and straight while awaiting her fate.

"Abigail, I know you are not a criminal, yet you have broken several of our laws", the judge intoned.

"Yes, Your Honor," Abby agreed.

"I am willing to offer you a choice. You may spend 5 years in our prison, which is the minimum sentence for your transgressions. Or, you may sell yourself into indentured servitude to the highest bidder for 2 years. Your fate is in your own hands. What say you?"

Abby tried very hard not to let the surprise she felt show on her face. Two years? Versus five? How hard could someone make her work for two years? It HAD to be easier time than the prison on this barren rock. She realized that she really couldn't bear the thought of pushing boulders from one side of a compound to another for five years.

"With Your Honor's permission, I elect servitude," was her simple response. She looked him straight in the eye; no flinching, no apologies.

"Very well then, it is done. Prepare her for the auction."

Abby almost let her surprise show when her own androids came marching into the courtroom, and took her by the arms. They unceremoniously lifted her off her feet and carried her toward the door. She was immediately hauled out to the courtyard in front of the civil building, and plopped down on the ground. Her own crew quickly stripped her down to her underwear, then hoisted her onto a platform set up in the middle of the square. One of them leapt up after her, and tied her by the wrists, with her arms secured up over her head to the pole in the center of the platform.. A second android tied a belt around her waist, lashing her to the pole. Her ankles were strapped to stakes on either side of the platform, leaving her legs spread apart. She was aware that she was half-naked & vulnerable...as the crowd gathered below her.

The judge seemed to appear out of nowhere..."Here for your bidding is Abigail. Her crimes are minor, but she is a criminal nonetheless. She has elected two years of servitude in lieu of five years in the municipal prison. I hereby open the bidding for this servant."

No bidding occurred...Abby was beginning to worry. If she wasn't "bought", prison was her destiny. Suddenly, two figures pushed their way to the forefront of the crowd.

"Your Honor, may we more closely examine this subject?" one of them asked. Abby was struck by the calm, peaceful air of these two. They had an almost beatific look in their eyes, and seemed warm and gentle in every way.

The judge agreed, and the larger of the two came up onto the platform. It looked deep into Abby's eyes and whispered, "Fear not, we will not harm you". Abby almost immediately calmed.

The being put its fingertips on her waist, and slowly drew them up to her armpits. Abby was INSANELY ticklish, and this innocent touch sent shockwaves through her body. Giggles escaped her in spite of her attempt to hold them in.

"Exactly what I wanted to see", the being said with a a wry smile. It turned toward the judge, and whispered in his ear.

"Uh....sold!" the judge said. It was obvious the being had offered far more than anyone ever expected for Abby. Her androids unfettered her, and then she was injected with a sleep drug. She fell unconscious almost immediately.

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Abby awoke slowly, feeling as though she had a mouthful of cotton. She blinked but felt as if her eyes were full of sand. She licked her lips and tried to get some moisture going.

"There is water right next to you" a voice said, seemingly from inside her own head.

Abby tried to sit up, but the pain in her head was too intense. She lifted her hand to her head, and felt some sort of metal stick coming out of her forehead. She immediately sat up with a jolt. The pain almost made her pass out.

"Easy, easy! You don't want to do too much too quickly!" the voice said. "You'll get used to the projections, don't touch them or you might do damage."

Abby groped for the water, and found a bottle within reach. She raised it to her lips and drank deeply.

"Ah, good!" the voice said, "you need to rebuild your strength slowly. Don't rush anything."

Suddenly, Abby became angry at the voice. "Who are you!? What the heck is all this?"

The voice chuckled softly and answered, "We bought you. You are ours for the next two years," it said, almost kindly. "You may find your service here to be pleasing, if you are open-minded".

Abby immediately tried to get out of the bed she was in. Suddenly she was hit with the intense sensation of having her feet tickled! Abby screamed in surprise.

"Who is doing that! Where are you?" She could see no one in the room with her, yet the tickling of her feet continued. As the sensation intensified, Abby could do nothing except fall back on the bed and laugh hysterically.

"No, stop, PLEASE!! I'm too ticklish, PLEASE stop it!!!"

"Hmm..." the voice was inside her head again. " I apologize. You haven't yet become accustomed to the attachments. I fear I have done too much too soon".

Abby started to form a question, then fainted before she could ask.

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As Abby awoke, she saw two faces looking down at her with some apprehension. She moved her head slightly, and realized the pain was gone.

"You've been out for two days, we've been concerned", one of the beings said. Abby raised her hand to her head and gingerly felt the three projections coming out - one from her forehead and one over each ear.

"What the...." Abby sat bolt upright in the bed and looked at the two aliens. "What the hell are these? What are you doing to me?"

The smaller of the two beings looked at her kindly, much as one would look at a child...or a beloved pet. "You have been purchased by us to serve your two years of indentured servitude per your choice of sentencing. You will serve us by amusing us whenever, however we wish. To refuse will cause pain..."

Suddenly Abby felt a sharp pain in her head, but it was gone in a millisecond. "That was just a brief demonstration of the pain we can cause you if you do not obey. But it is not our intention to harm you. You will serve us as stated, and then after your two years is done, we will provide you transport and funding to go wherever you wish. That is, should you WANT to leave us."

Abby thought to herself, "what do you mean IF I want to leave"...and a voice in her head said "You may find this servitude to be a pleasing arrangement". Abby snapped her head toward the other alien, and it was smiling a knowing smile at her.

"Now, Abby, shall we begin? No time like the present to get you settled into the routine. Just lie back and relax. Don't fight it, it will be much more pleasant for you if you acquiesce."

The suggestion to lay flat on her back rang strong in her head, and she did so, raising her arms over her head. She became aware that she was totally naked, but realized she could not bring her arms back down to cover herself. The two aliens took seats, one on either side of her, and folded their hands in their laps, looking as though they were about to be spectators of some event.

The tickling sensation began almost immediately. It was a light, brushing motion under her arms, not intense at all but still enough to make her jump slightly. The pressure deepened on her armpits, and she was overcome by the feeling. She began to giggle, softly at first, but the longer it went on, the harder she laughed. Her armpits were tickled mercilessly for several minutes - there was nothing Abby could do to stop it or block the feelings, and she laughed hysterically, finally dissolving into tears and gulping for air. The tickling stopped suddenly. Abby gasped and panted, trying to catch her breath.

"Wonderful!" exclaimed the larger of the two aliens. "I KNEW she would be a good subject!"

Without warning, the tickling resumed, this time on her sensitive feet. It began as soft strokes up and down her soles, then intensified into harder tickling under her long toes, and what felt like hundreds of fingers dancing over her soles and heels. Feathery touches passed between her toes, and something was scraping her ankles lightly at the same time. Abby was beside herself, laughing so hard she was sure she would burst something. There was no let-up in the tickling, it went on for what seemed like forever. Abby's feet were EXTREMELY ticklish, and the aliens seemed to realize this, smiling with amusement as the tickling became even more intense. Abby laughed louder and harder than she ever had, until she was so without air that she laughed silently, tears streaming down her cheeks. Once again, the tickling ceased completely. Abby gasped, and between gulps of air she tried to ask questions of her tormentors, but no coherent syllables came out.

She suddenly turned onto her stomach (at the suggestion of the voice inside her head) and laid there, arms over her head again, her naked legs and rear extremely vulnerable. It began so suddenly she almost screamed. The stroking started at her heels, and ran up the backs of her legs, pausing to tickle her behind the knees. It then ran up her thighs to the bottom of her rear, at that sensitive spot where the thighs join the buttocks. It lingered there, stroking and teasing, tickling lightly, then more firmly, then lightly again. At the same time, her sides were being probed and the backs of her knees were still being tickled. It was all too much for Abby, she was screaming hysterically and the tickling seemed to be not only outside of her on her skin, but also inside of her, so deep in her brain that there was no relief to be had.

Finally, Abby could take it no more and she passed out. Although, in her sleep, she dreamed of being tickled, so it was no rest for her at all. After what seemed like hours, she finally slipped into a deep sleep.

When Abby awoke, she was alone in the room. There was food and water next to her. The voice in her head said, "Time to eat and drink, now. You need to keep up your strength". Abby couldn't choke anything down but water, and she laid back on the bed to ponder her predicament.

Suddenly, the tickling of her feet started again. Abby looked up to see the two aliens in the room with her, smiling as she once again dissolved into hysteria. But as she was being tickled to madness, she suddenly became aware of the thoughts of the aliens. She could feel their enjoyment and excitement at watching her experience this intense tickling. Apparently these projections in her head were like two-way transmitters, and they were using her own brain against her.

Knowing this did not diminish the intensity of the tickling, however, and Abby soon was beyond any conscious reasoning as she suffered another long bout of intense foot-tickling. This was worse than the last one, as it seemed every square inch of each foot was being stroked and probed by nimble fingers, every nerve ending being paid attention. Abby was in total hysteria, but she willed herself to concentrate on the aliens. Both were in a nearly orgasmic state, as they were obviously experiencing everything Abby was feeling. Everything they were causing HER to feel, they in turn were feeling as well.

Suddenly, Abby realized what was going on, and mustered every ounce of strength she possessed. In her mind, she concentrated all the tickling feelings she was experiencing, and consciously thrust them outward, not exactly sure where they would go. Both aliens immediately dissolved into their strange laughter, and fell out of their seats, curling into little balls of hysterical giggles. They both immediately sent massive tickling sensations to Abby, who nearly exploded from the overload of laughter and torment. She tried with all her might to send what she was feeling outward again, and soon all three of them were rolling around, laughing and absorbed in the hysteria of intense tickling.

After a seeming eternity of the exchange of tickling and laughter, all three of those involved mercifuly passed out, sleeping peacefully and deeply.

This was going to be a LONG two years......

Please Note: This story originally appeared on the MTJ Publishing website. It has been awhile since it appeared there and I thought I would share it with you here.

Now that's what I call sci-fi!

Excellent story and cool art work. Thanks for sharing.