Madam_Tickles
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The twin princes of Condoria were enjoying a walk along the beach, the warm sand ozng between thier toes. The touch of the sand on thier bare feet made them laugh as they walked. They finally stopped and sat dwon to have a break and lay in the sun. As they lay on thier backs, relaxed and drowzy, they didn't notice the two men walking behind them and then hiding in the dunes.
The two men watched the princes for a while. "Are they ones? The Princes of Condoria?" The first man seemrd uncertain. the other man nodded. "Yes.. this is them. I've watched and studied them over the years and this is who we are going to capture. They will know where the Relic of Conor is. They hold the key to the map that will lead us to where the Relic is hidden. all we have to do is get them to tell us."
"How will you do that? they aren't going to give up the information willngly" snapped the first man. The second man smiled. "I have been watching the princes for years, waiting for them to become men so I could capture them. they have one weakness that we can use to our advantage... one thin g that the whole royal family has in common. They are horribly, intensely, ticklish. All the royals of Condoria are. I once heard that the King was captured during the War and was tortured for information. His torture was tickling. He was stripped, Stretched on a rack and tickled for hours until he gave up the information. When he got back to his regiment,his punishment for breaking under torture was... Tickling. He was tied to a pole and each member of his regiment was allowed to tickle him for as long as they wanted.
When his time was up in the military, he made sure his "secret" was well guarded. His ticklishness was passed onto his sons."
The two men stayed well hidden until the Princes fell fast asleep. The two men crept softly down to where the princes lay soundly sleeping and carefully tied them both and carried them away to a small cabin on a small, deserterd island. ONce there, they stripped and tied each prince spread eagled to the walls. Then they waited for the princes to wake up.
The two men watched the princes for a while. "Are they ones? The Princes of Condoria?" The first man seemrd uncertain. the other man nodded. "Yes.. this is them. I've watched and studied them over the years and this is who we are going to capture. They will know where the Relic of Conor is. They hold the key to the map that will lead us to where the Relic is hidden. all we have to do is get them to tell us."
"How will you do that? they aren't going to give up the information willngly" snapped the first man. The second man smiled. "I have been watching the princes for years, waiting for them to become men so I could capture them. they have one weakness that we can use to our advantage... one thin g that the whole royal family has in common. They are horribly, intensely, ticklish. All the royals of Condoria are. I once heard that the King was captured during the War and was tortured for information. His torture was tickling. He was stripped, Stretched on a rack and tickled for hours until he gave up the information. When he got back to his regiment,his punishment for breaking under torture was... Tickling. He was tied to a pole and each member of his regiment was allowed to tickle him for as long as they wanted.
When his time was up in the military, he made sure his "secret" was well guarded. His ticklishness was passed onto his sons."
The two men stayed well hidden until the Princes fell fast asleep. The two men crept softly down to where the princes lay soundly sleeping and carefully tied them both and carried them away to a small cabin on a small, deserterd island. ONce there, they stripped and tied each prince spread eagled to the walls. Then they waited for the princes to wake up.
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