TiCKleMaN87
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A while back i was looking through story request, to see if there were any un-answered ones. I found this request by TicklishKimber:
" I'm a big CSI Nut, and I LOVE The Las Vegas one. The Redhead on there is absolutely beautiful!Well, my idea is this... Katherine(The redhead) gets kidnapped by some people and held for ransom, sortof, they want someone in the DA to drop charges on some big crime boss and the CSI Lab is the only ones that can do that by losing key evidence. Now Grissom(The head CSI boss) gets a cassette delivered which has Katherine screaming, laughing hysterical and begging him to do what they want him to do, because they won't stop tickling her, and she is ferociously ticklish, and the tape would be filled up on both sides of her hysterics"
So here is my attempt at filling this request. Please let me know what you think.
Catherine Willows was investigating a 419 (dead body) when an unidentified assailant came up behind her and knocked her out with chloroform. The next thing she knew, she was tied to a chair with her feet in stocks. The assailant then stepped out from behind a curtain.
“Who the hell are you and why am I here?” Catherine added.
“Oh, you’ll see.” The man said. Then he walked behind her and started to tickle Catherine’s feet. She jumped and burst into laughter.
“HEY! HEAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!” Catherine was extremely ticklish. She was squirming in her chair trying to get away from the tickles. The man then moved onto the balls of Catherine’s feet. She burst into fits of giggles.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Catherine was tickled every so often by her ex-husband Eddie and hated it then, but this was pure torture. The man started running his hands from the Catherine’s toes to the heels of her feet as fast as she could. This was too much.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT MY FEET! HEHEHAHAHAHA!” The man then started to scratch her toes with all five fingers. Catherine threw her head back and burst into hysterics. She couldn’t stand to have her toes tickled.
“PLEHEHEHSE! STAHAHAHAP! HEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!” The man wasn’t showing any signs of stopping.
* * *
Meanwhile back at CSI, Gil Grissom, the head of the night shift, was handing out assignments when he noticed that Catherine was not present.
“Where’s Catherine? She never misses assignments.” Grissom said.
“I don’t know, but I can guarantee that something is wrong to keep her from being here.” Warrick Brown said. He then pulled out his cell phone and dialed Catherine’s number. “No answer.” He said as he hung up his phone.
“All right, Sara you come with me. Nick and Warrick, you treat Catherine as a missing persons case. This other case can wait.” Grissom ordered. With that, Nick and Warrick went off in search of any clues leading to Catherine’s disappearance.
* * *
Due to all of the foot tickling, Catherine had passed out and was just coming to. The man noticed this and came back over to her.
“You realize my colleagues will find me and your ass will be in jail for a long time.” Catherine said.
“Oh, we’ll see what will happen.” The man said. Then he started to tickle Catherine’s feet again, but not before setting up a tape recorder.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT AGAGAIN! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” NO MORE! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” The man found the sides of Catherine’s feet to be very sensitive and centered his tickling there.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO MORE! PLEHEHEHESE! HEHAHAHAHA!” Catherine was hoping and praying that it wouldn’t be long before somebody found her.
* * *
The first piece of evidence that Nick and Warrick found was a big one. Catherine’s SUV, parked in a parkade just off of the strip.
“That’s right! She was working the 419. No I remember.” Warrick said.
“Yeah, well unless she forgot she had a vehicle and walked home, I’d say we have a kidnapping on our hands.” Nick pointed out.
‘Hey, a hair.” Warrick exclaimed. He bent over to collect it as Nicks cell phone rang. It was Captain Jim Brass.
“Get back to CSI pronto.” Brass said.
“Hey Warrick, we have to go, now. I’ll have Catherine’s car towed back to the lab.
A brown package awaited Nick and Warrick at CSI. The package had the following label.
TO: Gilbert Grissom
FROM: Roger Tomkees
RE: Catherine Willows. (Female CSI)
“This is addressed to Grissom. Why did you call us?” Warrick asked.
“Because he told me you working Catherine’s case.” Brass answered as Nick slowly opened the package and dumped out the contents: a tape recorder and a sheet of paper. Brass grabbed the paper while Nick played the tape.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! STAHAHAP IT! HEHAHAHA! STOP TICKLING MY FEET! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” That was all Nick needed to hear and he shut the tape off.
“45 minutes of Catherine being tickled? This guy is torturing our CSI, but where? And why?”
“I have the why” brass said as he finished reading the demands. “he wants Don Marchielli released from prison.
“Who?” Warrick asked.
“Don Marchielli. A mob boss. He was found guilty of twelve counts of first degree murder four years ago. He helped turn in two of his colleagues, that’s why he avoided the needle.” Nick explained.
“So this bastard is going to keep tickling Catherine until we release this guy?” Warrick asked.
“Or find out where he and Catherine are.” Grissom said as he came around the corner. “Is there a return address on the envelope?”
“No.” Brass answered. “But if there is no return address, the package has to be given directly to the mailman. Let’s see if we can’t track down the mailman who picked up this package.”
* * *
Meanwhile, Catherine was sitting alone in the dark room, enjoying one of the few moments where she was not being tickled. Unfortunately, the man came back into the room.
“Here we go again.” The man said as he started to tickle Catherine’s feet again, this time with a feather. This tickled a lot more then the mans fingers. Catherin once again burst into hard laughter.
“NOOOOOOOO! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHSE! HEHEHEHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine was laughing too hard to notice that there was another man standing in the corner video recording all of this. The ticking man then used the feather to tickle between Catherine’s toes, causing her to laugh even harder.
“STAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! IT TICKLES! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine then started to feel somebody lightly tickling her ribs, and this caused her to laugh even harder.
“HAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAP! NOOOOOO! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine could not stand much more tickling.
* * *
Brass had brought the mailman into an interrogation room where Nick and Warrick were waiting.
“Where did you get this package from?” Nick asked as he showed the mailman the package the cassette tape came in.
“A man came to me while I was emptying a mailbox and handed it to me. I but it in my bag and didn’t think anything of it. But that reminds me, the same guy gave me this.” The mailman pulled out a box. There was a label on it similar to the first one:
TO: Gilbert Grissom
FROM: Roger Tomkees
RE: Your missing CSI.
Inside was a video cassette. Nick and Warrick released the mailman and headed to Grissom’s office, to play the tape. The tape was full of Catherine being tickled by the feather.
“NOOOOOOO! STAHAHAHAHAP! HEHEHAHAHAHAHA! IT TICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!” Came Catherine’s laughter out of the TV.
“They’re trying to mess with us.” Warrick said.
“Yeah. Hey what was that?” Nick said as he noticed something. “Let’s get this to the AV lab and see if Archie can help us figure out what that was. Archie, Nick and Warrick, watched the tape slowly until Nick spotted it again. When he did, Archie blew it up and made it clear.
“It is a poster, advertising for the Tangiers Casino.” Warrick said.
“Let’s head won there, I’ll call Brass on the way. Thanks Arch.” Nick said.
* * *
Catherine had been tickle for the last 2 hours straight before she passed out. She was just coming too, when the man started to tickle her feet again.
“OH GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD! HEEHEHEHEHELP! HEHHEHAHA! SOMEBODY! HEHEHEHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHA!” Catherine was screaming at the top of her lungs, hoping somebody would hear her, and they did.
* * *
Nick and Warrick were wondering around the Casino with there guns drawn. They were in the lounge when they heard laughter.
“That is definitely Catherine’s laugh.” Nick said.
“Yeah, and he picked the perfect place. Two hundred drunks, the laughter fits right in.” Warrick added. They followed the laughter into a back hallway. They located the door where the laughter was the loudest, and on the count of three, burst trough it. Startled, the man stopped tickling Catherine.
“Oh <gasp> thank God.!” Catherine said.
“Get down, Now!” Warrick said as he pointed his gun at the tickler. Meanwhile, Nick untied Catherine.
“Let’s get you out of here.” He picked her up and carried her out of the room as Brass and tow cops entered.
“You under arrest for assault.” Brass said, as he led the man out of the room.
* * *
The next, day all five CSI’s were present and accounted for during assignments.
“Good to have you back Cath.” Nick said. Sara, Warrick and Grissom agreed.
" I'm a big CSI Nut, and I LOVE The Las Vegas one. The Redhead on there is absolutely beautiful!Well, my idea is this... Katherine(The redhead) gets kidnapped by some people and held for ransom, sortof, they want someone in the DA to drop charges on some big crime boss and the CSI Lab is the only ones that can do that by losing key evidence. Now Grissom(The head CSI boss) gets a cassette delivered which has Katherine screaming, laughing hysterical and begging him to do what they want him to do, because they won't stop tickling her, and she is ferociously ticklish, and the tape would be filled up on both sides of her hysterics"
So here is my attempt at filling this request. Please let me know what you think.
Catherine Willows was investigating a 419 (dead body) when an unidentified assailant came up behind her and knocked her out with chloroform. The next thing she knew, she was tied to a chair with her feet in stocks. The assailant then stepped out from behind a curtain.
“Who the hell are you and why am I here?” Catherine added.
“Oh, you’ll see.” The man said. Then he walked behind her and started to tickle Catherine’s feet. She jumped and burst into laughter.
“HEY! HEAHAHAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAHAP!” Catherine was extremely ticklish. She was squirming in her chair trying to get away from the tickles. The man then moved onto the balls of Catherine’s feet. She burst into fits of giggles.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!” Catherine was tickled every so often by her ex-husband Eddie and hated it then, but this was pure torture. The man started running his hands from the Catherine’s toes to the heels of her feet as fast as she could. This was too much.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT MY FEET! HEHEHAHAHAHA!” The man then started to scratch her toes with all five fingers. Catherine threw her head back and burst into hysterics. She couldn’t stand to have her toes tickled.
“PLEHEHEHSE! STAHAHAHAP! HEHEEHAHAHAHAHA!” The man wasn’t showing any signs of stopping.
* * *
Meanwhile back at CSI, Gil Grissom, the head of the night shift, was handing out assignments when he noticed that Catherine was not present.
“Where’s Catherine? She never misses assignments.” Grissom said.
“I don’t know, but I can guarantee that something is wrong to keep her from being here.” Warrick Brown said. He then pulled out his cell phone and dialed Catherine’s number. “No answer.” He said as he hung up his phone.
“All right, Sara you come with me. Nick and Warrick, you treat Catherine as a missing persons case. This other case can wait.” Grissom ordered. With that, Nick and Warrick went off in search of any clues leading to Catherine’s disappearance.
* * *
Due to all of the foot tickling, Catherine had passed out and was just coming to. The man noticed this and came back over to her.
“You realize my colleagues will find me and your ass will be in jail for a long time.” Catherine said.
“Oh, we’ll see what will happen.” The man said. Then he started to tickle Catherine’s feet again, but not before setting up a tape recorder.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NOT AGAGAIN! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” NO MORE! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” The man found the sides of Catherine’s feet to be very sensitive and centered his tickling there.
“AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! HEHHAHAHAHAHAHA! NO MORE! PLEHEHEHESE! HEHAHAHAHA!” Catherine was hoping and praying that it wouldn’t be long before somebody found her.
* * *
The first piece of evidence that Nick and Warrick found was a big one. Catherine’s SUV, parked in a parkade just off of the strip.
“That’s right! She was working the 419. No I remember.” Warrick said.
“Yeah, well unless she forgot she had a vehicle and walked home, I’d say we have a kidnapping on our hands.” Nick pointed out.
‘Hey, a hair.” Warrick exclaimed. He bent over to collect it as Nicks cell phone rang. It was Captain Jim Brass.
“Get back to CSI pronto.” Brass said.
“Hey Warrick, we have to go, now. I’ll have Catherine’s car towed back to the lab.
A brown package awaited Nick and Warrick at CSI. The package had the following label.
TO: Gilbert Grissom
FROM: Roger Tomkees
RE: Catherine Willows. (Female CSI)
“This is addressed to Grissom. Why did you call us?” Warrick asked.
“Because he told me you working Catherine’s case.” Brass answered as Nick slowly opened the package and dumped out the contents: a tape recorder and a sheet of paper. Brass grabbed the paper while Nick played the tape.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAA! STAHAHAP IT! HEHAHAHA! STOP TICKLING MY FEET! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” That was all Nick needed to hear and he shut the tape off.
“45 minutes of Catherine being tickled? This guy is torturing our CSI, but where? And why?”
“I have the why” brass said as he finished reading the demands. “he wants Don Marchielli released from prison.
“Who?” Warrick asked.
“Don Marchielli. A mob boss. He was found guilty of twelve counts of first degree murder four years ago. He helped turn in two of his colleagues, that’s why he avoided the needle.” Nick explained.
“So this bastard is going to keep tickling Catherine until we release this guy?” Warrick asked.
“Or find out where he and Catherine are.” Grissom said as he came around the corner. “Is there a return address on the envelope?”
“No.” Brass answered. “But if there is no return address, the package has to be given directly to the mailman. Let’s see if we can’t track down the mailman who picked up this package.”
* * *
Meanwhile, Catherine was sitting alone in the dark room, enjoying one of the few moments where she was not being tickled. Unfortunately, the man came back into the room.
“Here we go again.” The man said as he started to tickle Catherine’s feet again, this time with a feather. This tickled a lot more then the mans fingers. Catherin once again burst into hard laughter.
“NOOOOOOOO! STAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEHEHEHSE! HEHEHEHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine was laughing too hard to notice that there was another man standing in the corner video recording all of this. The ticking man then used the feather to tickle between Catherine’s toes, causing her to laugh even harder.
“STAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAP! IT TICKLES! HEHEHEHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine then started to feel somebody lightly tickling her ribs, and this caused her to laugh even harder.
“HAHAHAHAHA! STAHAHAP! NOOOOOO! HEHEHAHAHAHAHAHA!” Catherine could not stand much more tickling.
* * *
Brass had brought the mailman into an interrogation room where Nick and Warrick were waiting.
“Where did you get this package from?” Nick asked as he showed the mailman the package the cassette tape came in.
“A man came to me while I was emptying a mailbox and handed it to me. I but it in my bag and didn’t think anything of it. But that reminds me, the same guy gave me this.” The mailman pulled out a box. There was a label on it similar to the first one:
TO: Gilbert Grissom
FROM: Roger Tomkees
RE: Your missing CSI.
Inside was a video cassette. Nick and Warrick released the mailman and headed to Grissom’s office, to play the tape. The tape was full of Catherine being tickled by the feather.
“NOOOOOOO! STAHAHAHAHAP! HEHEHAHAHAHAHA! IT TICKLES! HEHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHA!” Came Catherine’s laughter out of the TV.
“They’re trying to mess with us.” Warrick said.
“Yeah. Hey what was that?” Nick said as he noticed something. “Let’s get this to the AV lab and see if Archie can help us figure out what that was. Archie, Nick and Warrick, watched the tape slowly until Nick spotted it again. When he did, Archie blew it up and made it clear.
“It is a poster, advertising for the Tangiers Casino.” Warrick said.
“Let’s head won there, I’ll call Brass on the way. Thanks Arch.” Nick said.
* * *
Catherine had been tickle for the last 2 hours straight before she passed out. She was just coming too, when the man started to tickle her feet again.
“OH GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAD! HEEHEHEHEHELP! HEHHEHAHA! SOMEBODY! HEHEHEHAHAHAAHAHAHAAHAHA!” Catherine was screaming at the top of her lungs, hoping somebody would hear her, and they did.
* * *
Nick and Warrick were wondering around the Casino with there guns drawn. They were in the lounge when they heard laughter.
“That is definitely Catherine’s laugh.” Nick said.
“Yeah, and he picked the perfect place. Two hundred drunks, the laughter fits right in.” Warrick added. They followed the laughter into a back hallway. They located the door where the laughter was the loudest, and on the count of three, burst trough it. Startled, the man stopped tickling Catherine.
“Oh <gasp> thank God.!” Catherine said.
“Get down, Now!” Warrick said as he pointed his gun at the tickler. Meanwhile, Nick untied Catherine.
“Let’s get you out of here.” He picked her up and carried her out of the room as Brass and tow cops entered.
“You under arrest for assault.” Brass said, as he led the man out of the room.
* * *
The next, day all five CSI’s were present and accounted for during assignments.
“Good to have you back Cath.” Nick said. Sara, Warrick and Grissom agreed.
