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Part 7
The crowd would not let up on Anna. Each member wanting to try out the new tickle toy they had found, or wanting to try out the tickling devices that were proven to work. Anna dripped with sweat, groaning into her gag, and completely out of her mind. Even after a few hours had passed, there were still hundreds of ants crawling over every part of Anna's body, their tiny legs natures most evil tickling device.
“Come on people, even criminals need a break.” Anna heard the words but didn't comprehend them. She recognized the voice though. A man approached in what looked like an executioners cloak with the hood pulled. “Give her a break. Just look at her. She can't take much more of this.”
Anna comprehended these words. Her prayers were coming true. Somebody was going to get her out of this! A wave of relief passed over Anna. She suddenly regained her wits, slightly, but enough to comprehend the situation around her. The crowd was thinning, and the man casting them away watched them go with his back turned to Anna.
After the crowd was gone, the man turned around, the hood still up, obscuring his face. “You look beat.” the man said. Anna knew this voice. The man removed the hood from his head, and Anna's heart sank. Anna wished it really was the executioner, because it was Jake.
“I sure did make this stuff strong, didn't I?” Jake said, picking up the half empty jar of itching powder. “I've never made it that strong before. Was it really strong?” Jake gave Anna an inquisitive glance. Anna didn't know how to respond to this question, she just looked at the jar in Jake's hand in terror. “Based on that look of yours, I bet it did work pretty well.” Jake laughed. “Serves you right for turning me down way back when.” Jake said, a little anger in his voice this time. “I really liked you back then. But apparently I wasn't good enough for you. You always seem to think that your are so much better than everyone else, but now look at you. A helpless criminal in the stocks, tormented and exhausted. It's just a shame that they are going to let you out so quickly. But there is plenty of time left to teach you a lesson about what happens when you are a bitch to those around you.”
Jake looked back at the jar of itching powder in his hand. “I should probably save the rest of this for the crowd.” Jake set the jar down and reached into his cloak and pulled out a second jar. “But I can use this entire batch here.”
The look of terror on Anna's face intensified as Jake was telling her this.
“You like my outfit?” Jake said, turning around. “I'm actually off work for the day now. I'm just pretending to still be working. I figured it would be a good way to keep the crowd away so I could have a little time with you all to myself.”
Anna didn't like the sound of this. He may only be one person, but Jake would make sure that Anna suffered to the maximum extent. He must have been dreaming about this day for a long time, and had all day to think about what he was going to do when his shift was over. And that new batch of itching powder in his hand...
“Close you eyes.” Jake said. Anna refused, shaking her head no. “Come on Anna, close your eyes. We can make this as unpleasant as you want it to be.”
Anna didn't know what to do, but eventually decided to just close her eyes. What choice did she have? Once her eyes were closed, Anna felt a soft bristled brush go over her nose, cheeks, forehead, and the rest of her face. Anna's eyes shot open when she realized what had happened. Jake was putting the itching powder on her face!!!
Anna's nose started tingling as Jake continued applying itching powder to Anna's neck, then all over her up stretched arms, her underarms, and her belly too. By now the itching sensation in her face was nearly at its peak. She started licking the portions of her face her tongue could touch, but this just made her tongue itch. She wiggled her nose, but that was all she could do to make the maddening intensity of the itching subside.
Jake had applied the itching powder to most of Anna's upper body. To finish the job, he pulled on Anna's tube top, exposing her beautiful breasts. Jake dumped a large amount of the itching powder onto Anna's breasts, and put the tube top back in place. Jake then lifted up on Anna's pants, and dumped another large amount of the torturous itching powder down Anna's panties.
Anna couldn't stand this new hell. Jake made sure that every square inch of Anna's body crawled with the most intense itching sensation Anna had felt all day. The enormous amount of itching powder put down her pants seemed to be getting inside of her pussy, making Anna itch right to her core.
By now Jake had covered Anna in itching powder from head to toe. Jake stepped back to enjoy the sight of the suffering Anna for a few minutes. Anna's eyes were rolling back in her head as she was forced to endure the full intensity of Jake's strongest batch of itching powder yet. Anna screamed into her gag with as much force as her hoarse throat would allow, shaking in all directions, pulling vainly at her restraints.
As if not satisfied with Anna's current state of suffering, Jake dipped the brush back into the itching powder, and started applying a second layer of itching powder to Anna's body, beginning with her face again. Anna begged for mercy, but Jake took no notice, he only smiled. Anna knew from her experience with Susan that the second layer of itching powder would only intensify and lengthen her itching nightmare.
After the second layer of itching powder was applied, Jake picked up one of the brushes, and scrapped it across one of Anna's helpless soles. Anna erupted in laughter for a brief moment, but her exhaustion caught up with her quickly, as she slumped back down, submitting to her bonds and her ordeal.
Jake had a huge grin on his face, and an obvious bulge in his pants, as he moved from Anna's feet to her belly, up her ribs to her underarms. Anna squirmed as much as her strength would allow at this point, which wasn't much.
Jake stepped behind Anna, giving him full access to her belly and under arms. Jake dug deep into Anna's belly, renewing Anna's shrieks and struggles until she ran out of strength again. Jake was having the time of his life. He searched for Anna's most ticklish spots, and found a few good ones, especially her underarms. Jake only focused on Anna's most ticklish spots, moving from one to another frequently so Anna never got desensitized to the tickling.
All the while the itching never subsided. Jake must have been tickling her for an hour at least, and she itched just as much as when it started. Every part of her, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head itched with an unimaginable intensity. Jake's tickling was relentless. He had a natural gift for finding Anna's ticklish spots and getting the most out of them. Anna was far beyond what she thought her breaking point was, but she began feeling like she was being broken on a more fundamental level.
Jake went back and grabbed the now mostly empty jar of itching powder. “Enough for one more layer.” Jake grinned as Anna moaned.
Jake applied a final thorough layer of the itching powder to Anna's body. Jake dumped the remainder of the itching powder at the bottom of the jar down Anna's panties. Anna's pussy was still itching from before.
“That should keep you going for a good long while.” Jake said, satisfied with the torture he just inflicted on Anna. “I think we need to change this sign.” Jake flipped the sign around, and wrote a new message on the other side. He showed it to Anna, “Gates close at 8pm. Use your time wisely.”
Jake put the sign in the ground, and Anna dropped her head down. “It's a little after 5pm. We need to make sure that people make the most out of the short amount of time left.” Jake said with a laugh. “I've been hogging you for a while too, so I'm sure the townspeople will be eager to get back to tickling you.”
Anna couldn't even respond anymore. She was beyond exhaustion. Every bit of her body itched with more intensity than she ever though possible. She couldn't believe that she was still conscious, and wished with every fiber in her body that she no longer was.
The crowd would not let up on Anna. Each member wanting to try out the new tickle toy they had found, or wanting to try out the tickling devices that were proven to work. Anna dripped with sweat, groaning into her gag, and completely out of her mind. Even after a few hours had passed, there were still hundreds of ants crawling over every part of Anna's body, their tiny legs natures most evil tickling device.
“Come on people, even criminals need a break.” Anna heard the words but didn't comprehend them. She recognized the voice though. A man approached in what looked like an executioners cloak with the hood pulled. “Give her a break. Just look at her. She can't take much more of this.”
Anna comprehended these words. Her prayers were coming true. Somebody was going to get her out of this! A wave of relief passed over Anna. She suddenly regained her wits, slightly, but enough to comprehend the situation around her. The crowd was thinning, and the man casting them away watched them go with his back turned to Anna.
After the crowd was gone, the man turned around, the hood still up, obscuring his face. “You look beat.” the man said. Anna knew this voice. The man removed the hood from his head, and Anna's heart sank. Anna wished it really was the executioner, because it was Jake.
“I sure did make this stuff strong, didn't I?” Jake said, picking up the half empty jar of itching powder. “I've never made it that strong before. Was it really strong?” Jake gave Anna an inquisitive glance. Anna didn't know how to respond to this question, she just looked at the jar in Jake's hand in terror. “Based on that look of yours, I bet it did work pretty well.” Jake laughed. “Serves you right for turning me down way back when.” Jake said, a little anger in his voice this time. “I really liked you back then. But apparently I wasn't good enough for you. You always seem to think that your are so much better than everyone else, but now look at you. A helpless criminal in the stocks, tormented and exhausted. It's just a shame that they are going to let you out so quickly. But there is plenty of time left to teach you a lesson about what happens when you are a bitch to those around you.”
Jake looked back at the jar of itching powder in his hand. “I should probably save the rest of this for the crowd.” Jake set the jar down and reached into his cloak and pulled out a second jar. “But I can use this entire batch here.”
The look of terror on Anna's face intensified as Jake was telling her this.
“You like my outfit?” Jake said, turning around. “I'm actually off work for the day now. I'm just pretending to still be working. I figured it would be a good way to keep the crowd away so I could have a little time with you all to myself.”
Anna didn't like the sound of this. He may only be one person, but Jake would make sure that Anna suffered to the maximum extent. He must have been dreaming about this day for a long time, and had all day to think about what he was going to do when his shift was over. And that new batch of itching powder in his hand...
“Close you eyes.” Jake said. Anna refused, shaking her head no. “Come on Anna, close your eyes. We can make this as unpleasant as you want it to be.”
Anna didn't know what to do, but eventually decided to just close her eyes. What choice did she have? Once her eyes were closed, Anna felt a soft bristled brush go over her nose, cheeks, forehead, and the rest of her face. Anna's eyes shot open when she realized what had happened. Jake was putting the itching powder on her face!!!
Anna's nose started tingling as Jake continued applying itching powder to Anna's neck, then all over her up stretched arms, her underarms, and her belly too. By now the itching sensation in her face was nearly at its peak. She started licking the portions of her face her tongue could touch, but this just made her tongue itch. She wiggled her nose, but that was all she could do to make the maddening intensity of the itching subside.
Jake had applied the itching powder to most of Anna's upper body. To finish the job, he pulled on Anna's tube top, exposing her beautiful breasts. Jake dumped a large amount of the itching powder onto Anna's breasts, and put the tube top back in place. Jake then lifted up on Anna's pants, and dumped another large amount of the torturous itching powder down Anna's panties.
Anna couldn't stand this new hell. Jake made sure that every square inch of Anna's body crawled with the most intense itching sensation Anna had felt all day. The enormous amount of itching powder put down her pants seemed to be getting inside of her pussy, making Anna itch right to her core.
By now Jake had covered Anna in itching powder from head to toe. Jake stepped back to enjoy the sight of the suffering Anna for a few minutes. Anna's eyes were rolling back in her head as she was forced to endure the full intensity of Jake's strongest batch of itching powder yet. Anna screamed into her gag with as much force as her hoarse throat would allow, shaking in all directions, pulling vainly at her restraints.
As if not satisfied with Anna's current state of suffering, Jake dipped the brush back into the itching powder, and started applying a second layer of itching powder to Anna's body, beginning with her face again. Anna begged for mercy, but Jake took no notice, he only smiled. Anna knew from her experience with Susan that the second layer of itching powder would only intensify and lengthen her itching nightmare.
After the second layer of itching powder was applied, Jake picked up one of the brushes, and scrapped it across one of Anna's helpless soles. Anna erupted in laughter for a brief moment, but her exhaustion caught up with her quickly, as she slumped back down, submitting to her bonds and her ordeal.
Jake had a huge grin on his face, and an obvious bulge in his pants, as he moved from Anna's feet to her belly, up her ribs to her underarms. Anna squirmed as much as her strength would allow at this point, which wasn't much.
Jake stepped behind Anna, giving him full access to her belly and under arms. Jake dug deep into Anna's belly, renewing Anna's shrieks and struggles until she ran out of strength again. Jake was having the time of his life. He searched for Anna's most ticklish spots, and found a few good ones, especially her underarms. Jake only focused on Anna's most ticklish spots, moving from one to another frequently so Anna never got desensitized to the tickling.
All the while the itching never subsided. Jake must have been tickling her for an hour at least, and she itched just as much as when it started. Every part of her, from the soles of her feet to the top of her head itched with an unimaginable intensity. Jake's tickling was relentless. He had a natural gift for finding Anna's ticklish spots and getting the most out of them. Anna was far beyond what she thought her breaking point was, but she began feeling like she was being broken on a more fundamental level.
Jake went back and grabbed the now mostly empty jar of itching powder. “Enough for one more layer.” Jake grinned as Anna moaned.
Jake applied a final thorough layer of the itching powder to Anna's body. Jake dumped the remainder of the itching powder at the bottom of the jar down Anna's panties. Anna's pussy was still itching from before.
“That should keep you going for a good long while.” Jake said, satisfied with the torture he just inflicted on Anna. “I think we need to change this sign.” Jake flipped the sign around, and wrote a new message on the other side. He showed it to Anna, “Gates close at 8pm. Use your time wisely.”
Jake put the sign in the ground, and Anna dropped her head down. “It's a little after 5pm. We need to make sure that people make the most out of the short amount of time left.” Jake said with a laugh. “I've been hogging you for a while too, so I'm sure the townspeople will be eager to get back to tickling you.”
Anna couldn't even respond anymore. She was beyond exhaustion. Every bit of her body itched with more intensity than she ever though possible. She couldn't believe that she was still conscious, and wished with every fiber in her body that she no longer was.
