Story: Sailor Moon--- Darien's Descent
(Note 1: Sailor Moon, and all such characters were created by Naoko
Takeuchi, not by me. I just like the storyline and created a story
based on those characters. I try and give props where they're do!)
(Note 2: The timing of this story would be after the Sailor Moon S
series, after all the Sailor Scouts were revealed, the Sovereign of
Silence was defeated, and Sailor Saturn had 'died' and been
resurrected as a baby, where she disappeared.)
(Note 3: I have written another story before this one, with erotic
tickling, but leaning more towards Dominance/submission and mind
control, other fetishes of mine. This picks up where the other left
off, so any references to the before-mentioned story will be shown
with an @. I may or may not post the original, depends on the general
feedback on THIS serial.)
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Part 1.)
For a long time now, Darien had adjusted to normal life...or as
normal as life could be as Tuxedo Mask, defender of the Earth,
comrade of the Sailor Scouts, and boyfriend to a somewhat ditzy,
slightly hyperactive, crybaby of a girl. The very thought of Serena
made Darien both very proud, and extremely exasperated. Whenever
danger threatened, and the world was in jeopardy, she became Sailor
Moon, the champion of justice, able to overcome any obstacle, fully
willing to put it all on the line.
It was her behavior all the rest of the time, her normal teenager
persona, that troubled him. The most important things in Serena's
life were: A.) him, her boyfriend, B.) pigging out on snacks, sweets,
and other goodies, C.) hanging out with her friends, the other Sailor
Scouts, and D.) going shopping at the mall...though not necessarily
in that order. Strange how she could be so level-headed and unselfish
as Sailor Moon, yet so self-absorbed and petty as Serena!
This particular day, she had called him early in the morning, waking
him, to remind him about their date at the theme park this afternoon.
Half-asleep, groggy, it had taken him a while to even recall who he
was speaking to, let along understand the words she was speaking.
"Hel-looo? Darien?" Serena squealed in her high pitched voice. "Are
you even listening to me?"
*YAWN!* "Huh? Ser...Serena? Huh? Yeah... yeah, I'm awake," he mumbled
rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What is it? Is something wrong? Is
it an emergency? What's happening?"
"I'll say its an emergency!" Serena replied. "It's only six more
hours until our date! You haven't forgotten about taking me to the
new theme park today, have you?"
Six hours?!? "Serena... you woke me up to remind me about that? Do
you have any idea what time it is? The sun hasn't even risen yet!"
"Yeah, well I just wanted to remind you. It's all part of being a
good girlfriend--- to remind the boy not to forget our dates. And its
a very special date, too, remember? It's the anniversary of the first
time we kissed." She sighed softly into the phone, her eyes lit up
with cartoon hearts. "Mmm... I can remember it like it was yesterday.
You pulled me close, looked deep into my eyes, and said...Darien?
DARIEN?!?"
Snoring loudly, coming awake with a start, Darien caught the phone
before it could drop and placed it back at his ear. "Yeah, yeah,
Serena, I got ya. I'll pick you up in six hours, okay? Now, can I
PLEASE go back to sleep? Yesterday was a long hard day."
"Of course, sweetheart," Serena said with a laugh. "Have a good rest,
my darling, and I'll see you in the morning, bright and early!" The
phone clicked, and Darien hung up with a groan. He glanced at the
clock in exasperation. Once he was awake, it took forever to get back
to sleep. Sometimes, Serena drove him so crazy, he felt like teaching
her a lesson... but he loved her. She was his soulmate. So what if
her little.. quirks... gave him migraines? So what if her little
antics grated his nerves? And so what if her petulant behavior, and
her jealous obsessiveness over him gave him rumblings in his stomach
that he knew were the early signs of ulcers?
So what. So what indeed. Swallowing his frustration yet again, he
slid back into bed, pulled up the covers, and went to bed...
Dreaming, asleep, Darien's mind wandered...and an age old battle
resumed once more. His two personalities warred, the good Darien,
the TRUE Darien--- the handsome Prince, the heroic Tuxedo Mask,
the exotic Moonlight Knight--- and the evil Darien--- the dark,
evil version created long ago by Queen Beryl's magic, when he'd been
set loose to destroy the Sailor Scouts and capture the mystical Crystals
for the Negaverse. Awake, the good Darien reigned, his dark side held
in abeyance, submerged by his will. Asleep, however, the two personas
battled for supremacy. His darker side had won, briefly, once before @
and had single-handedly taken down and enslaved all the Sailor Scouts.
Somehow, in those last few moments before completing his dominance,
his good side had returned, and the two side fought once more, with
the good Darien triumphant again. The Sailor Scouts were returned
to normal, more or less, and they no longer remembered falling under
his spell. Everything was back to normal... except that the conflict was
never settled. Darien's dark side remained, and continued to fight as
before, looking for any weakness in the good side's defense. Any
opening to claw its way through and regain control once more. As
the two sides continued to battle, memories of Serena's voice, her
annoying phone call, waking him in the middle of the night with
silly reminders, played in the background. All of Darien's feelings
of frustration, anger, and annoyance built, suffusing his darker
side's energy, increasing its power. Finally, it found it hole, its
pathway back to ascendance once more. Darien's desire to teach
Serena a lesson...
The alarm clock went off with a buzz, and Darien yawned and stretched.
Grinning, he leaped up from his bed and entered his bathroom, turning
on the shower. "Ah, much better! It's amazing how good you feel after
a good night's sleep." Slipping under the water, he frowned. Of course,
he might have felt even better had his annoying little brat of a girlfriend
not interrupted his sleep. As he considered their trip to the theme park,
a smile slowly replaced his frown. Yes... if he played his cards right, he
would soon be able to teach Serena a lesson she would never forget.
* * *
"I still don't see why we had to bring HER along," Serena sulked
moodily, gesturing behind her, at Rini, tagging along a few feet away.
"This was supposed to be OUR date, Darien."
"Well, we couldn't just leave her home alone," Darien replied between
bites of his turkey drumstick. "Besides, I'd promised you BOTH a trip to
the International Medieval Fair. We'll have plenty of time to ourselves...
but considering how we nearly lost Rini a while back, I'd think you would
enjoy having her around." Darien eyed Serena squarely, causing her to
blush and avert her eyes.
"Yeah, well..." Serena said, uncomfortably. "that's all over now. Rini's
safe and sound, and she's not going anywhere." Darien hid his
amusement. The fact that Rini was the daughter of he and Serena, come
back from the future, always made Serena uncomfortable. Perhaps as a
bit of karma, Rini was every bit Serena's daughter, every bit as childish
and moody, yet still heroic when a crisis arose. Serena and her younger
mirror image often found themselves at odds, arguing, and getting on one
another's nerves.
"OOOH!! Hey guys, look over there!" Rini cried, pointing towards a
display set up to the left. "Can we go see that one, Darien? Please?"
Rini asked, batting her eyes at him. Serena growled, grabbed Rini,
and pulled her around to face her.
"What do you think you're doing, Rini?" she asked angrily. "Don't bat
your eyes like that at my man! Darien is MINE, you understand? Mine,
all mine!"
"Oh, shut up, you big meanie!" Rini retorted, putting her hands on her
waist. "I don't love him that way, silly... for one thing he's waaaayy
older than me... even if he IS a real cutie,"
"CUTIE?!?" Serena yelled. Darien merely stood and laughed.
"You big dummy!" Rini replied. "Why are you so jealous? Darien's my
daddy, remember? I'm not trying to make him into my BOYFRIEND!" She
shook her head. "Boy Serena, you're a complete ditz!"
"Enough, ladies," Darien interrupted, as they made their way to the
display Rini had pointed out. Just the sight he had been waiting to see.
"We're here. This looks like the typical English town square from back
in medieval times. This is where daily life commenced, where wares were
bought and sold, and where all major functions of town life were handled."
Wow, Darien's so smart, Serena thought. Pointing to a sturdy-looking
wooden structure in the center of town, she asked. "Hey Darien? What's
that? That wooden thing, over there? What was that used for?"
Perfect, Darien thought to himself. Give her a little rope, and she'll
virtually hang herself every time. "That's a pillory set, Serena," he replied,
walking over to it. "People that broke the law, or transgressed and were
found guilty were often sentenced to a night in the pillory at the town square.
The head and arms were placed in there, and the feet went in there, and
when the locks were closed, the prisoner was forced to stay in that position
until their sentence was served."
Right on cue, Rini replied, "Huh? They had to be locked in that thing the
whole night? Wow. That sounds just awful, No way I'd ever be able to
stand that!"
Eager to show up Rini, Serena chuckled. "Ah, too bad, little girl. I guess
you're lucky that they don't use these things anymore. Now me... this
wouldn't have bothered me one bit. A night locked into those things?
No problemo for yours truly!"
"Oh really?" Rini said with a smirk. "Then why don't you get into it now
and show us?"
Serena paled. Despite her habit for sticking her foot in her mouth, she
apparently hadn't seen this coming. "You...you want me to... get into
that thing? Now? Right here?"
"Sure, Serena, why not?" Darien said, an evil smile on his face. "After all,
being trapped in that position wouldn't bother you, would it? Besides, it's
not like you'd be stuck there for a whole night or anything. And we're
right here. So, go on. Show us all how brave you are."
Whining, whimpering, wondering how she had gotten herself into this
predicament, Serena knelt into position, sliding her head and wrists
into the upper set of stocks, panicking slightly when Darien closed them
with a loud bang. Likewise, she felt her ankles being slid into place
in the lower stocks below her. She adjusted herself to the padded seat,
and wiggled her now helpless feet, getting used to the feeling of being
totally helpless.
"It...it's not... so bad, actually," she stated after a few moments. "Yeah.
Not too bad. I've been in worse spots than this before," she said with a
grin. "See? Told ya! Nothing to it!"
"Ah, but that's because the actual punishment hasn't started yet," Rini
said with a grin. "Right Darien?"
"The actual punishment?" Serena asked, with trepidation. She didn't like
the sound of that. "What do you call all this?"
"Oh, Serena," Rini giggled, as she knelt down and removed Serena's
sneakers, and slid off her white socks, revealing a pair of pristine pale
slender feet. "Of course the punishment hasn't started yet. You know
what sometimes happened to the prisoners that spent the night in the
pillory back in the old days."
"Um, uh, no... I don't," Serena gulped. She didn't know for sure, but she
had a very good idea where this was heading. Her bared feet wiggled
slightly, and she pulled at her bonds, testing them. They were quite solid.
"Um...so, w-w-what is this... p-p-punish-m-m-ment anyway?"
Darien knelt close to Serena, flashing his most devilish smile. "Tickling, of
course, sweetheart," he said with a chuckle. Serena's eyes went wide in
disbelief, then in horror. Tickling? Her? While she was bound tight and
helpless?
"NO! Darien, no, you can't!" she shrieked. "I'm way too ticklish for you to
do this to me, not while I'm helpless like this! Please, Darien, no, let me
go, please!"
"Sorry, Serena," Rini teased, kneeling down at her trapped feet. Rini
stroked the soft tender pale soles, from heels to arch, wasting no time
taunting or warming up. From brief tickle fights at home, she knew well all
of Serena's weak spots on her feet. Within seconds, Rini's tiny fingers
stroking her arches had Serena screaming in laughter, and occasional glides
along the under curl of her tiny pudgy little toes made the older girl shake
her head wildly in panic.
"NOOOOO!!! AAAIIIEEEE!!! My feeeeehehehehehehehehee ahaahaha
hahahah no no no no! Riiiiiniiiiieeeehehehehehehe... please stop, Rini,
pleeehehehehehehesseeeehehehee..staaahhahahapp it tiiicklesss!!! Oh
Gaawwwdd!! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!" she screamed between gales of
laughter. The young pink-haired demon at her feet was driving her crazy.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd been reduced to such a level
of helpless hilarity @--
(Literally, she couldn't remember, as the last time she'd been tickled this
much, she had been broken, utterly and completely tickled into submission,
then enslaved, mind and body, to Darien, who had erased that memory upon
returning to his senses... but that's another story!)
--but worst of all was the fact that her boyfriend, Darien, was standing
there watching with an amused look on his face. Serena managed to
sputter, "D-d-don't just stand there... AAAAhhhahahahahaa.. no no not
my TOOOHOHOHOHOOHHHESSSS!!! Ahahahaha.. Darien! Don't
just stand there.. help meeee!! Ahahahahhh ahhah ahha hahahahha haha
hahahaaa!!!"
Just the words he had been waiting for. "Well, sweetheart, if you insist,"
he said, slipping up behind her, and placing his hand into her underarms.
Serena's pits were smooth and silky, without the slightest trace of hair.
Darien remembered her hot spot, and stroked his thumbs in the soft
hollow of each pit and began rubbing briskly.
Serena's eyes rolled back into her head and she began to scream and
scream in laughter. Darien increased her torment by verbally teasing her.
"Poor Serena, is this too much for you? Poor dear... well you DID ask for
this? 'Not too bad, nothing to it' huh? You really should learn to do your
homework sometime, darling. If you'd studied a bit more, you would have
guessed what happened to people in this position. But then again, you're a
super hero, you're tougher than the average girl. Surely you can stand a
little tickling?"
"Ahahahahahahaaa... no please no more... ahahahahaaa... please stop,
stop, AAHHHH no, not my ribs, Darien.. ahahahahahhaahaaaa AHAHAHA
HAHA EEEIIIEEEE!! NOT *THERE!* Ahahahahahahahaha," Serena cried,
wriggling as much as possible. She was in torment. Helpless, immobile,
defenseless, at the mercy of the two people she trusted the most... and who
knew her ticklish body the best. When Darien's nimble fingers reached
her navel, and Rini began exploring the ultra-ticklish spaces between her
spasming toes, Serena's laughter went silent, so the two ticklers
concentrated on those spots.
Serena was in the tenth level of hell. Rini's vigorous toe-tickling, and the
occasional arch scrape, had her on the ropes. As usual @ having her toes
stimulated caused a stirring within her, a slight tingle in her loins that signaled
the promise of something bigger, but Darien's upper body torture was too
intense, overriding the pleasant torture of her feet. As the tickling went on, her
arousal became more pronounced, and more potent, but it still couldn't
compete with the delicate teasing of her ticklish armpits and the relentless
probing of each and every rib.
"Ohhhhahha...*wheeze* hahahaha.. *pant* please.. please.. no more.. no..
hahahaha... more...*gasp* I can't take... any.. more... God PLEASEE!!"
Serena pleaded, spots dancing before her eyes. She was close to passing out,
battling for every single breath, when suddenly the tickling stopped. What little
part of her mind remain lucid thanks God for the respite, but as the tears
left her eyes and sight returned, she gasped in horror, to see a large crowd
gathered around her.
"Yes, everyone, isn't she lovely?" Darien said with a smirk. "My lovely
girlfriend has been found guilty of thievery... of ROBBING me of my sleep
with early morning phone calls.. and STEALING the fun from our times
together with her petty arguing and jealousy, and generally being a pest." The
crowd chuckled at his clever words. "As her punishment, she is required to
spend two hours in this pillory, receiving her just reward for her actions.
Who among you would like to take your turn punishing this naughty
young girl?" Several hands went up, to Serena's horror.
Darien smiled. "Well, you will all get a chance. Each of you will get five
minutes to tickle her silly. Trust me, she's VERY ticklish all over, as you
just saw, but especially on her small slender bare feet, and under her arms.
Everyone line up, and you'll get a turn."
Serena cursed silently under her breath. Now I know why he asked me to
wear this blouse and those shorts! 'Wear the pink sleeveless one, the
short blouse that just barely covers your navel. I love that one.' Creep!
He had this planned all along! And Rini was in on it! Just wait till I get
her back home alone! I'll make sure she pays for this! Just then, the first
person in line stepped up. Serena gasped, eyes wide in surprise.
"Raye? What are YOU doing here?" Serena asked.
"What else, meatball head?" the raven haired beauty replied, kneeling
down at Serena's vulnerable feet. "I came to enjoy the fair and have a few
laughs." She flexed her long crimson fingernails. "But I see you've gotten
yourself into a... ticklish situation, so I've come to help you out."
A glimmer of hope shone in Serena's eyes. "Really? You're going to help
me?"
"Sure!" Raye replied, grabbing Serena's big toes, and pulling them back,
stretching her pale white soles. "I'm here to HELP you have a few laughs."
((end of Part 1))
(Note 1: Sailor Moon, and all such characters were created by Naoko
Takeuchi, not by me. I just like the storyline and created a story
based on those characters. I try and give props where they're do!)
(Note 2: The timing of this story would be after the Sailor Moon S
series, after all the Sailor Scouts were revealed, the Sovereign of
Silence was defeated, and Sailor Saturn had 'died' and been
resurrected as a baby, where she disappeared.)
(Note 3: I have written another story before this one, with erotic
tickling, but leaning more towards Dominance/submission and mind
control, other fetishes of mine. This picks up where the other left
off, so any references to the before-mentioned story will be shown
with an @. I may or may not post the original, depends on the general
feedback on THIS serial.)
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Part 1.)
For a long time now, Darien had adjusted to normal life...or as
normal as life could be as Tuxedo Mask, defender of the Earth,
comrade of the Sailor Scouts, and boyfriend to a somewhat ditzy,
slightly hyperactive, crybaby of a girl. The very thought of Serena
made Darien both very proud, and extremely exasperated. Whenever
danger threatened, and the world was in jeopardy, she became Sailor
Moon, the champion of justice, able to overcome any obstacle, fully
willing to put it all on the line.
It was her behavior all the rest of the time, her normal teenager
persona, that troubled him. The most important things in Serena's
life were: A.) him, her boyfriend, B.) pigging out on snacks, sweets,
and other goodies, C.) hanging out with her friends, the other Sailor
Scouts, and D.) going shopping at the mall...though not necessarily
in that order. Strange how she could be so level-headed and unselfish
as Sailor Moon, yet so self-absorbed and petty as Serena!
This particular day, she had called him early in the morning, waking
him, to remind him about their date at the theme park this afternoon.
Half-asleep, groggy, it had taken him a while to even recall who he
was speaking to, let along understand the words she was speaking.
"Hel-looo? Darien?" Serena squealed in her high pitched voice. "Are
you even listening to me?"
*YAWN!* "Huh? Ser...Serena? Huh? Yeah... yeah, I'm awake," he mumbled
rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "What is it? Is something wrong? Is
it an emergency? What's happening?"
"I'll say its an emergency!" Serena replied. "It's only six more
hours until our date! You haven't forgotten about taking me to the
new theme park today, have you?"
Six hours?!? "Serena... you woke me up to remind me about that? Do
you have any idea what time it is? The sun hasn't even risen yet!"
"Yeah, well I just wanted to remind you. It's all part of being a
good girlfriend--- to remind the boy not to forget our dates. And its
a very special date, too, remember? It's the anniversary of the first
time we kissed." She sighed softly into the phone, her eyes lit up
with cartoon hearts. "Mmm... I can remember it like it was yesterday.
You pulled me close, looked deep into my eyes, and said...Darien?
DARIEN?!?"
Snoring loudly, coming awake with a start, Darien caught the phone
before it could drop and placed it back at his ear. "Yeah, yeah,
Serena, I got ya. I'll pick you up in six hours, okay? Now, can I
PLEASE go back to sleep? Yesterday was a long hard day."
"Of course, sweetheart," Serena said with a laugh. "Have a good rest,
my darling, and I'll see you in the morning, bright and early!" The
phone clicked, and Darien hung up with a groan. He glanced at the
clock in exasperation. Once he was awake, it took forever to get back
to sleep. Sometimes, Serena drove him so crazy, he felt like teaching
her a lesson... but he loved her. She was his soulmate. So what if
her little.. quirks... gave him migraines? So what if her little
antics grated his nerves? And so what if her petulant behavior, and
her jealous obsessiveness over him gave him rumblings in his stomach
that he knew were the early signs of ulcers?
So what. So what indeed. Swallowing his frustration yet again, he
slid back into bed, pulled up the covers, and went to bed...
Dreaming, asleep, Darien's mind wandered...and an age old battle
resumed once more. His two personalities warred, the good Darien,
the TRUE Darien--- the handsome Prince, the heroic Tuxedo Mask,
the exotic Moonlight Knight--- and the evil Darien--- the dark,
evil version created long ago by Queen Beryl's magic, when he'd been
set loose to destroy the Sailor Scouts and capture the mystical Crystals
for the Negaverse. Awake, the good Darien reigned, his dark side held
in abeyance, submerged by his will. Asleep, however, the two personas
battled for supremacy. His darker side had won, briefly, once before @
and had single-handedly taken down and enslaved all the Sailor Scouts.
Somehow, in those last few moments before completing his dominance,
his good side had returned, and the two side fought once more, with
the good Darien triumphant again. The Sailor Scouts were returned
to normal, more or less, and they no longer remembered falling under
his spell. Everything was back to normal... except that the conflict was
never settled. Darien's dark side remained, and continued to fight as
before, looking for any weakness in the good side's defense. Any
opening to claw its way through and regain control once more. As
the two sides continued to battle, memories of Serena's voice, her
annoying phone call, waking him in the middle of the night with
silly reminders, played in the background. All of Darien's feelings
of frustration, anger, and annoyance built, suffusing his darker
side's energy, increasing its power. Finally, it found it hole, its
pathway back to ascendance once more. Darien's desire to teach
Serena a lesson...
The alarm clock went off with a buzz, and Darien yawned and stretched.
Grinning, he leaped up from his bed and entered his bathroom, turning
on the shower. "Ah, much better! It's amazing how good you feel after
a good night's sleep." Slipping under the water, he frowned. Of course,
he might have felt even better had his annoying little brat of a girlfriend
not interrupted his sleep. As he considered their trip to the theme park,
a smile slowly replaced his frown. Yes... if he played his cards right, he
would soon be able to teach Serena a lesson she would never forget.
* * *
"I still don't see why we had to bring HER along," Serena sulked
moodily, gesturing behind her, at Rini, tagging along a few feet away.
"This was supposed to be OUR date, Darien."
"Well, we couldn't just leave her home alone," Darien replied between
bites of his turkey drumstick. "Besides, I'd promised you BOTH a trip to
the International Medieval Fair. We'll have plenty of time to ourselves...
but considering how we nearly lost Rini a while back, I'd think you would
enjoy having her around." Darien eyed Serena squarely, causing her to
blush and avert her eyes.
"Yeah, well..." Serena said, uncomfortably. "that's all over now. Rini's
safe and sound, and she's not going anywhere." Darien hid his
amusement. The fact that Rini was the daughter of he and Serena, come
back from the future, always made Serena uncomfortable. Perhaps as a
bit of karma, Rini was every bit Serena's daughter, every bit as childish
and moody, yet still heroic when a crisis arose. Serena and her younger
mirror image often found themselves at odds, arguing, and getting on one
another's nerves.
"OOOH!! Hey guys, look over there!" Rini cried, pointing towards a
display set up to the left. "Can we go see that one, Darien? Please?"
Rini asked, batting her eyes at him. Serena growled, grabbed Rini,
and pulled her around to face her.
"What do you think you're doing, Rini?" she asked angrily. "Don't bat
your eyes like that at my man! Darien is MINE, you understand? Mine,
all mine!"
"Oh, shut up, you big meanie!" Rini retorted, putting her hands on her
waist. "I don't love him that way, silly... for one thing he's waaaayy
older than me... even if he IS a real cutie,"
"CUTIE?!?" Serena yelled. Darien merely stood and laughed.
"You big dummy!" Rini replied. "Why are you so jealous? Darien's my
daddy, remember? I'm not trying to make him into my BOYFRIEND!" She
shook her head. "Boy Serena, you're a complete ditz!"
"Enough, ladies," Darien interrupted, as they made their way to the
display Rini had pointed out. Just the sight he had been waiting to see.
"We're here. This looks like the typical English town square from back
in medieval times. This is where daily life commenced, where wares were
bought and sold, and where all major functions of town life were handled."
Wow, Darien's so smart, Serena thought. Pointing to a sturdy-looking
wooden structure in the center of town, she asked. "Hey Darien? What's
that? That wooden thing, over there? What was that used for?"
Perfect, Darien thought to himself. Give her a little rope, and she'll
virtually hang herself every time. "That's a pillory set, Serena," he replied,
walking over to it. "People that broke the law, or transgressed and were
found guilty were often sentenced to a night in the pillory at the town square.
The head and arms were placed in there, and the feet went in there, and
when the locks were closed, the prisoner was forced to stay in that position
until their sentence was served."
Right on cue, Rini replied, "Huh? They had to be locked in that thing the
whole night? Wow. That sounds just awful, No way I'd ever be able to
stand that!"
Eager to show up Rini, Serena chuckled. "Ah, too bad, little girl. I guess
you're lucky that they don't use these things anymore. Now me... this
wouldn't have bothered me one bit. A night locked into those things?
No problemo for yours truly!"
"Oh really?" Rini said with a smirk. "Then why don't you get into it now
and show us?"
Serena paled. Despite her habit for sticking her foot in her mouth, she
apparently hadn't seen this coming. "You...you want me to... get into
that thing? Now? Right here?"
"Sure, Serena, why not?" Darien said, an evil smile on his face. "After all,
being trapped in that position wouldn't bother you, would it? Besides, it's
not like you'd be stuck there for a whole night or anything. And we're
right here. So, go on. Show us all how brave you are."
Whining, whimpering, wondering how she had gotten herself into this
predicament, Serena knelt into position, sliding her head and wrists
into the upper set of stocks, panicking slightly when Darien closed them
with a loud bang. Likewise, she felt her ankles being slid into place
in the lower stocks below her. She adjusted herself to the padded seat,
and wiggled her now helpless feet, getting used to the feeling of being
totally helpless.
"It...it's not... so bad, actually," she stated after a few moments. "Yeah.
Not too bad. I've been in worse spots than this before," she said with a
grin. "See? Told ya! Nothing to it!"
"Ah, but that's because the actual punishment hasn't started yet," Rini
said with a grin. "Right Darien?"
"The actual punishment?" Serena asked, with trepidation. She didn't like
the sound of that. "What do you call all this?"
"Oh, Serena," Rini giggled, as she knelt down and removed Serena's
sneakers, and slid off her white socks, revealing a pair of pristine pale
slender feet. "Of course the punishment hasn't started yet. You know
what sometimes happened to the prisoners that spent the night in the
pillory back in the old days."
"Um, uh, no... I don't," Serena gulped. She didn't know for sure, but she
had a very good idea where this was heading. Her bared feet wiggled
slightly, and she pulled at her bonds, testing them. They were quite solid.
"Um...so, w-w-what is this... p-p-punish-m-m-ment anyway?"
Darien knelt close to Serena, flashing his most devilish smile. "Tickling, of
course, sweetheart," he said with a chuckle. Serena's eyes went wide in
disbelief, then in horror. Tickling? Her? While she was bound tight and
helpless?
"NO! Darien, no, you can't!" she shrieked. "I'm way too ticklish for you to
do this to me, not while I'm helpless like this! Please, Darien, no, let me
go, please!"
"Sorry, Serena," Rini teased, kneeling down at her trapped feet. Rini
stroked the soft tender pale soles, from heels to arch, wasting no time
taunting or warming up. From brief tickle fights at home, she knew well all
of Serena's weak spots on her feet. Within seconds, Rini's tiny fingers
stroking her arches had Serena screaming in laughter, and occasional glides
along the under curl of her tiny pudgy little toes made the older girl shake
her head wildly in panic.
"NOOOOO!!! AAAIIIEEEE!!! My feeeeehehehehehehehehee ahaahaha
hahahah no no no no! Riiiiiniiiiieeeehehehehehehe... please stop, Rini,
pleeehehehehehehesseeeehehehee..staaahhahahapp it tiiicklesss!!! Oh
Gaawwwdd!! Hahahahahahahahahaha!!" she screamed between gales of
laughter. The young pink-haired demon at her feet was driving her crazy.
She couldn't remember the last time she'd been reduced to such a level
of helpless hilarity @--
(Literally, she couldn't remember, as the last time she'd been tickled this
much, she had been broken, utterly and completely tickled into submission,
then enslaved, mind and body, to Darien, who had erased that memory upon
returning to his senses... but that's another story!)
--but worst of all was the fact that her boyfriend, Darien, was standing
there watching with an amused look on his face. Serena managed to
sputter, "D-d-don't just stand there... AAAAhhhahahahahaa.. no no not
my TOOOHOHOHOHOOHHHESSSS!!! Ahahahaha.. Darien! Don't
just stand there.. help meeee!! Ahahahahhh ahhah ahha hahahahha haha
hahahaaa!!!"
Just the words he had been waiting for. "Well, sweetheart, if you insist,"
he said, slipping up behind her, and placing his hand into her underarms.
Serena's pits were smooth and silky, without the slightest trace of hair.
Darien remembered her hot spot, and stroked his thumbs in the soft
hollow of each pit and began rubbing briskly.
Serena's eyes rolled back into her head and she began to scream and
scream in laughter. Darien increased her torment by verbally teasing her.
"Poor Serena, is this too much for you? Poor dear... well you DID ask for
this? 'Not too bad, nothing to it' huh? You really should learn to do your
homework sometime, darling. If you'd studied a bit more, you would have
guessed what happened to people in this position. But then again, you're a
super hero, you're tougher than the average girl. Surely you can stand a
little tickling?"
"Ahahahahahahaaa... no please no more... ahahahahaaa... please stop,
stop, AAHHHH no, not my ribs, Darien.. ahahahahahhaahaaaa AHAHAHA
HAHA EEEIIIEEEE!! NOT *THERE!* Ahahahahahahahaha," Serena cried,
wriggling as much as possible. She was in torment. Helpless, immobile,
defenseless, at the mercy of the two people she trusted the most... and who
knew her ticklish body the best. When Darien's nimble fingers reached
her navel, and Rini began exploring the ultra-ticklish spaces between her
spasming toes, Serena's laughter went silent, so the two ticklers
concentrated on those spots.
Serena was in the tenth level of hell. Rini's vigorous toe-tickling, and the
occasional arch scrape, had her on the ropes. As usual @ having her toes
stimulated caused a stirring within her, a slight tingle in her loins that signaled
the promise of something bigger, but Darien's upper body torture was too
intense, overriding the pleasant torture of her feet. As the tickling went on, her
arousal became more pronounced, and more potent, but it still couldn't
compete with the delicate teasing of her ticklish armpits and the relentless
probing of each and every rib.
"Ohhhhahha...*wheeze* hahahaha.. *pant* please.. please.. no more.. no..
hahahaha... more...*gasp* I can't take... any.. more... God PLEASEE!!"
Serena pleaded, spots dancing before her eyes. She was close to passing out,
battling for every single breath, when suddenly the tickling stopped. What little
part of her mind remain lucid thanks God for the respite, but as the tears
left her eyes and sight returned, she gasped in horror, to see a large crowd
gathered around her.
"Yes, everyone, isn't she lovely?" Darien said with a smirk. "My lovely
girlfriend has been found guilty of thievery... of ROBBING me of my sleep
with early morning phone calls.. and STEALING the fun from our times
together with her petty arguing and jealousy, and generally being a pest." The
crowd chuckled at his clever words. "As her punishment, she is required to
spend two hours in this pillory, receiving her just reward for her actions.
Who among you would like to take your turn punishing this naughty
young girl?" Several hands went up, to Serena's horror.
Darien smiled. "Well, you will all get a chance. Each of you will get five
minutes to tickle her silly. Trust me, she's VERY ticklish all over, as you
just saw, but especially on her small slender bare feet, and under her arms.
Everyone line up, and you'll get a turn."
Serena cursed silently under her breath. Now I know why he asked me to
wear this blouse and those shorts! 'Wear the pink sleeveless one, the
short blouse that just barely covers your navel. I love that one.' Creep!
He had this planned all along! And Rini was in on it! Just wait till I get
her back home alone! I'll make sure she pays for this! Just then, the first
person in line stepped up. Serena gasped, eyes wide in surprise.
"Raye? What are YOU doing here?" Serena asked.
"What else, meatball head?" the raven haired beauty replied, kneeling
down at Serena's vulnerable feet. "I came to enjoy the fair and have a few
laughs." She flexed her long crimson fingernails. "But I see you've gotten
yourself into a... ticklish situation, so I've come to help you out."
A glimmer of hope shone in Serena's eyes. "Really? You're going to help
me?"
"Sure!" Raye replied, grabbing Serena's big toes, and pulling them back,
stretching her pale white soles. "I'm here to HELP you have a few laughs."
((end of Part 1))
