SlaverTickler
05-23-2005, 08:39 AM
Suddenly, but not unexpectedly, the darkly dressed man rushed from the bathroom, and grabbed hold of his target. The operative could have sworn he saw Angelina’s famous smile part her beautiful full lips, just as he wrapped his arms around her slim waist. The reflection of her face in the mirror showed no fear. It was as if she was looking forward to the challenge that lay ahead for her. Just before Cosmo activated teleportation device, Miss Jolie, gave him a wink so sensual it gave him chills.
The prisoner and her captor rematerialized in the back of a large van. The masked agent took advantage of his captives’ euphoric state, and pinned her face down on the floor. As the actress began to regain her wits, she could feel cold; metal restraints being clamped onto her wrists and ankles. Angelina rolled her eyes, after two failed attempts to capture and tickle torture her. One would think they’d get the hint. The fact was she simply was not ticklish. Nobody had even been able to force a grin from her. Angie smiled her notorious smile and waited for the “fun” to begin.
“Look stud, I don’t know who you are, but I do know what your planning.” said Angelina, in a sultry tone, “Your organization, or whatever it is, has already sent two guys after me, and neither of them got the desired results.” the woman giggled at thoughts of Lee-Boy, “I’m just not ticklish, never have been. So why don’t you just “Scotty” me back up to my hotel room.”
“I know about those other agents!” replied Cosmo, activating the hoist to lift Miss Jolie to the ceiling of the van. “One of them is just behind me in successful missions, and the other… well some say he screws up deliberately.” the agent flushed under his mask at the woman’s laughter, “But as good as those two are, there not me.”
For a few moments Cosmo just laid on his back, and stared up at his beautiful captive. The actress with the arrogant smile honestly believed there was no danger of him succeeding in his mission. Under his mask the operatives smile could not have been bigger, as he took in the view of Angelina’s beautiful body. The actress obviously worked out to keep her body in shape, toned legs, flat belly, and of course her great breasts. The agent gave his head a shake, to bring himself back to reality. It was time to get to work, and how he loved his job.
“What’s that?” asked Angie, seeing her captor pull out a syringe.
“It’s a little something the boy’s in the TMF lab came up with.” he replied, waving it in her face, “You see the consensus in out organization is that everybody is ticklish, and that it’s just harder to fined some peoples’ hot spots.” Cosmo continued, “The idea is that once I fined your hot spot it will sort of activate all your other ticklish spots.”
“And just how will that tell you where my ‘hot spots’ are?” asked Miss Jolie as the chemical was injected into her left butt cheek.”
“You’ll see.” He replied.”
(I wasn't sure if I should post this here or in the story section, but since it's just a sneak peek I put it here.)
The prisoner and her captor rematerialized in the back of a large van. The masked agent took advantage of his captives’ euphoric state, and pinned her face down on the floor. As the actress began to regain her wits, she could feel cold; metal restraints being clamped onto her wrists and ankles. Angelina rolled her eyes, after two failed attempts to capture and tickle torture her. One would think they’d get the hint. The fact was she simply was not ticklish. Nobody had even been able to force a grin from her. Angie smiled her notorious smile and waited for the “fun” to begin.
“Look stud, I don’t know who you are, but I do know what your planning.” said Angelina, in a sultry tone, “Your organization, or whatever it is, has already sent two guys after me, and neither of them got the desired results.” the woman giggled at thoughts of Lee-Boy, “I’m just not ticklish, never have been. So why don’t you just “Scotty” me back up to my hotel room.”
“I know about those other agents!” replied Cosmo, activating the hoist to lift Miss Jolie to the ceiling of the van. “One of them is just behind me in successful missions, and the other… well some say he screws up deliberately.” the agent flushed under his mask at the woman’s laughter, “But as good as those two are, there not me.”
For a few moments Cosmo just laid on his back, and stared up at his beautiful captive. The actress with the arrogant smile honestly believed there was no danger of him succeeding in his mission. Under his mask the operatives smile could not have been bigger, as he took in the view of Angelina’s beautiful body. The actress obviously worked out to keep her body in shape, toned legs, flat belly, and of course her great breasts. The agent gave his head a shake, to bring himself back to reality. It was time to get to work, and how he loved his job.
“What’s that?” asked Angie, seeing her captor pull out a syringe.
“It’s a little something the boy’s in the TMF lab came up with.” he replied, waving it in her face, “You see the consensus in out organization is that everybody is ticklish, and that it’s just harder to fined some peoples’ hot spots.” Cosmo continued, “The idea is that once I fined your hot spot it will sort of activate all your other ticklish spots.”
“And just how will that tell you where my ‘hot spots’ are?” asked Miss Jolie as the chemical was injected into her left butt cheek.”
“You’ll see.” He replied.”
(I wasn't sure if I should post this here or in the story section, but since it's just a sneak peek I put it here.)