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GOD, I LOVE MY JOB- Part 2

jaymoney

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Upon seeing my first story posted I was mortified to see that I actually spelled the word "love" wrong, Jesus, what a talentless hack. Anyway, here's part 2. Enjoy.


GOD, I LOVE MY JOB by jaymoney


Upon her graduation Robin Reynolds returned to her beloved California, ready to begin her adult life forgetting about the strange job offer she received while she was a student. After months of searching for a job Robin finally found work in a large engineering firm. She couldn't have been more unhappy. The 9 to 5 or later work schedule was a real drag. She no longer had time to go to the beach, except for the weekends and then they were so crowded that she couldn't enjoy herself. One day while Robin was trying to get over her case of the blues, she was going through some boxes of pictures and other momentos of her youth in an attempt to cheer herself up when she came across a business card that she had been handed months earlier. She remembered the events of that night fondly, she smiled at the memory. Robin flipped over the card and saw the phone number that was written on the back, " What the Hell", she sighed as she dailed the number not really knowing who would answer or what she would say when they did. Robin nearly hung up the phone as it was ringing. On the third ring a male voice answered " Hello Robin. I thought you might be calling. How's the engineering career coming? Is it everything you always wanted? Of course it isn't or you wouldn't be calling me now would you?" Robin was stunned. many questions raced through her mind-How did he know it was me calling?,How did he know about my job? and lastly, how did he know how unhappy I am? But before she could verbalize these questions the man answered them for her. " It wasn't an accident that I ran into you at that party. We have been aware of your special talents for some time. I can offer you a job that will pay you an extraordinary amount of money and still offer you all the leisure time you would like. If you are interested in working for us a car will be in front of your apartment in 15 minutes. It will stay parked there for 5 minutes, and 5 minutes only. If you do not get in we will assume you are not interested and the car will drive away. The number on the card you have will no longer be connected and we will never contact you again. Do you understand? This is your only opportunity." Robin mumbled yes after the man finished and hung up the phone. She sat in shock for a few moments wondering just what she was getting herself into. Robin stood, somewhat dazed and slid her flip-flops on her bare feet and headed out to the front of her apartment to wait for her destiny.


( THREE YEARS LATER)

Robin strode confidently toward her work station. As she was walking she read over the dossier that she received three weeks earlier.

TARGET: KAREN THOMAS
POSITION: VICE-PRESIDENT OF RESEARCH & DEVELOPMENT
INFORMATION REQUIRED: ROBOTICS MICRO CHIP
URGENCY: EXTREMELY IMPORTANT TO COMPETITION
COST OF CONTRACT: $250,000.00

There was other information in the file as well, Ms. Thomas was single, age 35, parents deceased no siblings or known relatives. Robin smiled to herself, this was going to be too easy. For the previous three years Robin had been employeed as an "Infirmation Extraction Specialist", basically, when the situation was warrented, Robin would tickle torture her victims, either male or female, until they surrendered the information. Sometimes it would only be a matter of hours, or other times it might take weeks, but in the end Robin always got the information she wanted. The set-up was simple, she would receive a coded e-mail when her services were required, she would fly to the specified location, and she would torture her targets. Robin didn't have to kidnap her targets, the company did that for her. Robin didn't have to restrain her targets, the company had them restrained, to Robins exacting specifications upon her arrival. This time was no exception. Upon opening the doors to her work space she spied an attractive women secured to a fur-covered examination table. The woman was clad in only her bra and panties. Her arms were tied above her head, bound at the wrists and attached to a hook that desended from the ceiling. Her ankles her placed in padded stocks, leather straps at her knees, thighs and just under her breasts completed the bondage. A leather strap across her forehead kept her head perfectly still. The table was hinged in the middle and the top half was raised to a 90 degree angle. Headphones and a blindfold completed the sensory depervation of Karen Thomas. Robin sat the dossier down a a table that was next to Karen's head.
A wry smile crossed Robins lips as she starred at the delicious women laid out before her. " The torments I am going to enjoy putting you through" Robin thought to her self as she pulled the blindfold and headphones off Karen. Karen's eyes struggled to adjust to light in the room. Soon they were fixed on the pretty blonde standing in front of her " Who are you and what is the meaning of all this? Do you know who I am? I am going to the police!" yelled Karen. Robin smiled." Let me go this instance!" demanded Karen. Robin just continued to smile. " What do you want!!!" screamed Karen." That's the million dollar question now isn't it?" Robin replied. " What I want is the secret to the micro chip that you are working on." " What good would it do you?" snorted Karen spitfully at Robin. " You wouldn't know what to do with it even if I knew what you were talking about." " Well, you are not going to leave this room until you tell me what I want to know" Robin said matter-of-factly to the bound babe." Karen, for the first time, realized her situation: she was bound tightly to a table, she had no idea where she was, how long she had been there or who was this girl standing in front of her and most importantly what would she do to her to get the information she was asking about. Robin looked Karen directly in th eye and said " Well I guess it's time I started then."
" Starrrt what." Karen stammered. " Why torturing you." Robin replied.

" You see Ms. Thomas, can I call you Karen, my employer is being paid a fortune from one of your competitors for the information you are going to give me, and believe me,you are going to beg to tell me. My company has already set you up to take the fall if you even think of going to the police. Our computer department has transerred large sums of cash into an account in the Cayman Islands, an account that can be traced back to you. It will look like you sold the information. No one will believe your story." " TTheey will see the ma marks you leave from torturing me." Karen said her voice cracking as she spoke." Oh don't worry about me leaving marks or scarring you in any way. There will be no visable signs of what I'm going to do to you." Robin said, barely able to contain her glee." What are you going to do?"
Karen gasped." I'm going to tickle you senseless. I am going to tickle you until you tell me what I want to know." With that Robin walked over to the table by Karen's head and picked up a hypodermic needle and stuck into a vein on Karens arm." Don't worry Karen I didn't inject you with poison or anything so nasty. One of my other victims was a chemist and I tickled his underarms with feather dusters for three days before he told me his secret. He completed work on a drug that increases the sensitivity in the nerve endings 1000 times. It has been used to treat nerve damage in accident victims, but I find it useful in increasing the ticklishness of my victims." Just then Karen began to feel her skin come alive, she became aware of a soft breeze blowing across her body all the hairs on her arms sprung to life and Karen began twisting in her bondage to escape it. " Now for the finishing touch," Robin said as she placed a mask over Karens mouth and nose," this is a mixer of nitrus oxide and fresh oxygen. It will be constantly pumped into your lungs through out your interagation. The nitrus will keep you laughing and the oxygen will keep you awake." With that Robin began tickling Karen's ribs with a goose feather. Karen exploded in laughter, HOOHOOHEEEHEE HAWW HOOO HOHOHOHO HEEEE. Robin kept stroking the feather over Karen's ribs, slowly from the hips up to just under her bra, again and again, over and over. Karen couldn't stand it, she spent many hours at the gym and her stomach was flat and firm. She could feel the individual parts of the feather pass ever so slowly over her ribs, it was torture. Pure torture. After Robin was satisfied with the torture she had inflicted upon Karens ribs she began circling the feather around Karen's navel. This sent Karen into hysterics, the laughter increased in both volume and intensity. " Karen don't think that your laughter will alert anyone to you dilemma. The room is sound proof and there is no one around for miles. So just keep laughing honey, laugh to your hearts content. Soon all you'll know is laughter." Robin cooed at Karen. Robin ceased tickling Karens navel and retreated to the table that was behind Karen. When she emerged she appeared to be carrying a long belt with suction cups attached. The cups were located every couple of inches up the belt. It resembled an octopusses tenticle. Robin placed the belt along Karens side, suction cups down, from her armpit to the top of her panties, making sure that a cup was positioned on every rib. Robin looked at Karen and said " I'm not going to lie to you, this is going to tickle like nothing you ever felt before." Then she grabbed the top of the belt and began slowly pulling down Karen's body. Karen screamed" NOOOOOOO...Pleeeaasee STOOOP HAHAAAHAA...WHOOOOOO...HEEHEHEHEHEEHHEHEH." When Robin finally reached the end other end of the belt Karen was teetering on the brink of madness. Robin then repeated the process on the other side with equally torturous results. Robin continued to use the belt for what seemed an eternity to poor Karen, finally she stopped much to Karens relief. Karen wasn't sure whether she was happier that Robin put the belt away or that she was receivind a brief respite from the tickling, it wouldn't last long.
" Remember the chemist I told you about? These are the very same feather dusters I used on his arm pits. Now it's your turn" With that Robin began swirling the feathers around Karen's arm pits. Using a circular motion and the reverse direction on the other arm Karen was taken to the next level. Round and round the feather dusters went, each rotation weakening Karens resolve.
"NOOOOOO..... IIIII...CAN'T TAKE THISSSS...." Those were the last audible words that Karen Thomas would utter for the next sereral hours as the feather dusters continued their trail of torture over the brunette's armpits.

If Karen could see herself in a mirror she wouldn't recognize herself, her shoulder lenth hair was now drenched from sweat and was matted against her head, her face was stained with tears and her eyes were red and swollen from all the laughing/ crying. Her ribs ached from all the laughing. Her throat hoarse from the tickling she was receiving. Robin just smiled at her, " Are we having fun yet? I know that I am. How 'bout you?" Robin slowly walked to the end of the table but where Karens size 8 feet were locked in stocks. Robin examined Karen's bare feet. They were very pretty, each toe desending in size from the one next to it down to the pinky toe, her arches were high almost aristicratic." Ohhh, Karen you have very pretty feet. I bet you get weekly pedicures, I mean you work out, I can tell by how flat your stomach is. I bet you pamper yourself as well, from head to toe. I just love your slut red toenail polish, I mean it almost still looks wet. I'm going to enjoy tickling them." With that Robin stuck out her middle finger with it's long nail and began running it up and down Karen's sole. Karen leaped in her binds, streching them to their limit, but to her misfortune they held tight. Robin was now using all five finger nails on Karen restrained sole. Her fingers wiggling all over the ticklish flesh on the hyper sensitive foot. Karen's laughter became almost primal, as if it was originating deep inside Karen and exploding out her mouth into the mask that was keeping her laughing and keeping her from passing out by continually forcing fresh oxygen down her throat. Karen knew she was beat, she could take no more, she would gladly spill her secrets, if only her tormentor would give her the opportunity. Robin was content just tickling the feet of the bound woman. Now she was tickling both soles and Karens toes were wiggling wildly. Robin enjoyed tickling the bound feet of her victims. As Robin progressed in her job she developed a raging foot fetish, perhaps it was inevitable. Robin ceased tickling Karen's feet with her fingers and started applying baby oil to Karen's soles. Karen started laughing again as Robin worked to baby oil into her soft feet. Robin held up a dinner fork for Karen to see, " Now I'm going to take this fork and run it all over your oily feet. You'll love this." Karen shreiked as soon as the tines of the fork came into contact with her foot. The oil acted as a conductor and amplified the sensation. Karen exploded with more laughter, actually Karen hadn't stopped since her ordeal began, but the laughter became more intense, "HEHEHEHE....HAHAHAHAHA....HEEEEHE ..." Robin really didn't care at this point wether Karen was ready to confess or not, Robin just wanted to torture her feet, and torture her feet she did. After the fork Robin used an electric toothbush. The toothbrush whirled to life and when Robin touched it to Karens feet the results were more than Robin could have hoped for. The swirling brissels produced gales of laughter from Karen along with the splaying of Karens toes. Karen had been tickled torture so much that she couldn't even curl her toes in an attempt to protect her soles. Robin suddenly turned off the toothbrush, Karen's laughter subsided into non-stop giggling. Robin went behind Karen to her table. While she was back there she turned off the gas and removed the mask. Karen began coughing, not used to the oxygen that was in the room, and she kept giggling." I'll tell you everything," Karen rasped to Robin, " I'll tell you everything, please don't tickle me anymore. I can't stand it. If you continue I'll die!"" Oh. I know you are ready, but I'm not ready for you to tell me. I'm having too much fun, and just think how ready you'll be in the morning." Robin said. " You can't tickle me all night!!! Oh my God, you wouldn't, I told you I'd talk. Why would you continue, there's no point. You got what you wanted!!!" Karen whinned with fear in her voice.
" Karen I'm not going to tickle you," Robin said reassuringly, " I used to be an engineer in a past life. I like to design and build things. Here, let me show you." Robin produced two identicle boxes, each about a foot tall with four prongs extending from the side. " Karen this is my latest design. It's computer operated. You see these prongs in the front? On each prong I'm going to place a covering, either sheeps wool or felt, or a covering of feathers. Then I'm going to place each prong between each toe, then I'm going to turn the machine on. The prongs will begin to rotate, some will turn one way, some the opposite way. The prongs will also move up and down as well as in and out of your toes. The pattern will continually change, you will never know what each prong is going to do." Karen began to cry, there would be no way to survive this, this pretty young blonde was going to tickle her to death.
" You sadistic Bitch!", Karen spat at Robin. Robin just smiled and proceeded to the end of the table, where she pulled out some soft rope made of velvet. Robin proceeded to tie Karen's big toes together and then tied the bound toes to an eyelet that was on the top of the stocks. Once Robin had the big toes secured she produced two more pieces of the rope. She took one end and tied it around Karens pinky toe and pulled tight, she then tied the end to another eyelet. She repeated the procedure on the other foot. The net effect of this toe bondage was that Karens toes were splayed apart, she had no movement in her toes at all. Robin then placed the two boxes next to Karens feet and began calibrating the machine. After a couple of minutes the machine sprung to life. The prongs began rotating between Karens toes, spinning, moving in and out up and down basically everywhere on her bound piggies. Karen screamed once again as the device began tickling her. With no mask on to muffle the sound the laughter was ear splitting OOOHHHHHHH.....HEEEHEEEHEE .......HAHAHAHAHAHA.....HOHOHHOHOHHOHO....." and on and on it went. Robin leaned close to Karen and said, " I'll leave you to get aquainted with my little friend down there. Don't worry. I'll be back in the morning and you can tell me all your secrets then." " Don't leave me alone with that thing, it's killing me. HAA HAAHAHAHEEE HEEEE...." Robin kissed Karen on her forehead and said," Karen it's late, I've had a busy day. I need to get some sleep.I'll see you in the morning." With that Robin walked out of the room turning the lights off behind her. " Nighty night Karen."

The End Part 2
 
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