This is my first story. I Just felt like I had to write it. Any criticism or comments are appreciated. Thank you!
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Natalia had always played by the rules, graduated at the top of her medical school, and was currently in the midst of her post-graduate residency at a very prestigious teaching hospital. It had been six long grueling months of sleep deprivation and thankless patient care, but she was more than happy to do it since she loved learning. Natalia was a short brunette and petite standing at about just 5’0”. She was very soft-spoken, kind-hearted and frequently gave people the benefit of the doubt. She wore her hair in a ponytail at the hospital because she would be running from one place to another constantly. Ava, her co-resident, best friend, and roommate was much taller and much more out-spoken. She worked just as hard as Natalia, if not more, but had a much more rebellion outlook on life. The two were a great duo when it came to challenging therapeutics, but sometimes they pushed their body and minds to the limit just to be outstanding medical residents.
“CODE YELLOW. CODE YELLOW” blared across the hospital PA system, which put every healthcare professional in a state of panic and alert. This signifies that a patient is exhibiting violent behavior.
Jax bursted through the operating room double doors and dashed through the hallway as fast as he could. He was frantically running and searching for any open entrance or door he could find. Quickly, to his far left, he spotted Natalia walking out of the women’s employee locker room. He knocked her to the floor and closed the door with great speed. The room was empty. He needed to hide the gem, but where? He didn’t have much time so he tugged at the closest set of lockers hoping to find one that was unlocked. It only took three lockers before he found an unlocked latch. Jax put the small gem inside someone’s pants pocket, closed the locker, and ran across the various sets of lockers.
Meanwhile Natalia stood up, brushed herself off, and saw a hospital security guard rush to her. She exclaimed, “He ran inside the women’s locker room!” and pointed to the door. Jax attempted to find another way out, but failed. He was apprehended shortly afterwards.
Ava received a text from Natalia and immediately came to comfort her. “Are you hurt, Natalia?” she asked. She examined Natalia from head to toe to see if there were any signs of physical damage. She spotted several bloodstains on her light grey scrubs.
“Oh this isn’t my blood. I just fell in it when that crazy guy pushed me to the floor. I guess have to change into my spare.” Natalia explained.
“Well hurry up and get your spare! We’re going to be late to the conference. We need time to take the train all the way to the park and I am running off of 2 hours of sleep.” Ava demanded.
The two finally left the hospital after both working a grueling 16-hour shift. That’s the life they both chose and were both very proud of their accomplishments. However, they were both extremely sleep-deprived when they boarded the “L” subway train. They were exhausted from today’s shift and reeked of sweat. Both still donned in their light grey scrubs. Natalia loved her comfy New Balance sneakers and wore them since the beginning of her residency. The pair had looked like they have been through several marathons and were brutally beaten up. Her tiny size 5 feet were inside those sneakers for the past 16 hours. Her black socks were plagued with her unique odor from running around all day. Ava, on the other hand, had much larger feet. She didn’t care too much for footwear and wore whatever was most comfortable. Ava’s white socks took a beating today as well.
“Natalia, you keep watch while I rest my head. You know the types of people that are on the subway at this time of night.” Ava muttered as she dozed off into her nap while resting her head on the train’s window.
Natalia agreed and sat right next to Ava. The two were the only ones inside passenger train car and they had a 40-minute ride to their destination. She could barely keep her eyes open, but managed to do so for at least 20 minutes.
She was awakened by a tap on her shoulder in her train seat only to see an unconscious Ava being held captive by a man wearing all black and nylon stockings covering his face. He held Ava with his left arm around her waist and his right hand over her mouth. The man who tapped Natalia’s shoulder was dressed in the same exact outfit. This horrified her and she quickly reached for mace spray inside her purse, but her wrist was intercepted by the nylon-faced figure.
Natalia tried to kick her assailant but was quickly put into a headlock by the man. “We only need the short one, Rodney.” The men conversed with each other. “Yeah well this other one is going to have to come for the show too.
Natalia bit the mans arm and screamed inside his headlock, “Somebody help us!” She was quickly hit over the head with a blunt object and passed out.
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Natalia woke up in a daze and realized that she couldn’t move! She was sitting in a large comfy chair that was bolted to the marble floor. Her arms were tightly bound and aligned to the arms of the chair. She flailed her hands and fingers trying to escape the bondage, but was unsuccessful. However, her major concern was with the lower half of her body. As she groggily peered forward she could only see her legs go into a large set of heavy duty padded stocks. Her legs were supported by a leather ottoman and forced straight forward with leather belt ties around her thighs, knees, and ankles. Both of her legs were bound together and she couldn’t get a glimpse of her shoes, but they were both still on. She couldn’t move an inch of her lower body except for the few millimeters she could rotate her ankles in the stocks.
She was silent and terrified as she surveyed the strange room. It was an enormous bedroom covered with pinkish colored painted walls. A huge bed was about 10 feet in front of her as well as items that you would usually expect inside a mansion’s bedroom; a desk, a nightstand, and various paintings of barefoot women. The room seemed so luxurious and classy. When she finally turned her head completely left she saw Ava motionless in identical bondage. She had silver tape placed tightly over her mouth and seemed to be unconscious. They were about 5 feet apart from one another, side-by-side. She noticed Ava’s black flats on the ground next to her and could see her feet on the other side of the stocks, still in her white socks.
“What the hell the happened to us?!” Natalia thought to herself. She then screamed, “Ava! Wake up! Wake up!” To her surprise, Ava jolted awake, but was trapped in the same situation as her. She could see the panic in Ava’s eyes as she tried to break out of her captivity. Ava tried to mumble to her but it was no use, the tape prevented their communication.
Natalia was about to yell for help when suddenly she heard a door creak open and slam shut behind her. She could hear the clacks of high heels across the marble floor approaching her slowly. When the woman finally appeared within Natalia’s sight she could see a strikingly beautiful tall woman. She was dressed in a stunning tight long red dress, a brown leather half jacket, jet-black high heels.
Natalia could hear best friend struggling in her bonds trying to yell something through her taped mouth though the woman made direct eye contact with Natalia. She stared back with anxiety and anguish in her eyes. After a few seconds of this staring contest that she knew she would lose, Natalia finally unsteadily asked, “Wh-what do you want with us? Why are we tied up like this!?”
“Her feet smell. Don’t you think? The woman pointed to Ava’s white socks that were wriggling as much as they could. She waved her right hand in front of her nose to signify an unpleasant smell. “I can’t imagine the stress she put on those black flats. I had to take them off of her.”
This response confused Natalia in her ever-hopeless situation. She thought to herself. Why was she talking about Ava’s feet? Why were her shoes off but not mine? She struggled in her bonds and questioned the woman again, “What do you want with us? We’re both medical residents at Valley West Hospital! We’re both broke!”
The woman thought about Natalia’s questions for a moment and reached into her right jacket pocket and pulled out a tiny green gem. The gem was about the size of rolling die, but with 16 equally cut sides. It shimmered majestically in her hands.
“I’ve been searching for this gem for ages and finally found it.” The woman paused for a few seconds to see if that would elicit a response from the trapped and bound girl, but the woman broke the few seconds of silence, “… and I found it in your pocket.”
“That isn’t mine. You’ve got the wrong person!” Natalia shouted defensively back at the woman.
The woman walked from the foot of Natalia’s stocks and stopped directly on to right side of her. She leaned down very closely and looked Natalia directly in the eyes for a few seconds. She then moved her mouth closer to her right ear and whispered, “Tell me where the other gem is.”
Natalia quickly diverted her head as far as she could from the woman’s lips and panicked, “What other gem? I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
The woman stepped around and over to the left side of Natalia, just to the right of Ava, and leaned over again to Natalia’s ear again. She whispered, “You’re going to tell me where it is.” Natalia subsequently moved her head to the right side. She felt so helpless in this situation. She was clueless on how to correctly respond. She wished Ava’s mouth wasn’t taped up right now. Ava would definitely be yelling back at this woman and not showing any type of fear.
The woman walked over to the bed, sat down, and leaned back facing both of them. She spoke with certainty, “You’ll tell me everything I want to know young lady. I am what you call an ‘extraction specialist’. I simply get women to talk. I can get them to tell me anything I want to know! It just takes time and patience.” She smiled chuckled a little bit after this statement.
Natalia looked over to Ava who looked very angry at this whole ordeal. Natalia’s heart rate rose in response to the woman’s taunts. How could this situation get any worse? She spoke with an concerned tone, “What are you going to do to us?! Please, don’t hurt us! Look we don’t know anything! Why do you ha-“
She was interrupted by the woman who seemed more increasingly upset, “Silence! I will be the one conducting this interview! I will be the one asking the questions from here on out,” She kneeled down to grab large silver brief case from under the bed and carried it over to the two trapped girls.
Natalia wondered what was inside the case and abruptly cried, “Please don’t hurt us!”
“Oh no no no. I would never harm two beautiful ladies such as yourself. I merely just want an answer from you. I won’t leave a scratch on either of you. I am really just going to convince you to tell me want I want to know. No harm done!”
Natalia was even more confused by this woman’s statement. What could she be talking about? Convince? No harm done? How did she end up here? She really just wanted this nightmare to end. “Wh-what are you going to do t-to us?!” She pleaded.
The woman kneeled down in front of Natalia’s shoes and was out of her sight. She could hear the metal briefcase latch open. The woman was out of her sight for what seemed like an eternity. What Natalia saw come into her vision completely shocked her; a single long stiff white feather with a very sharp and pointed tip.
“Coochie coochie coo.” The woman playfully teased both girls; She wafted the feather from left to right in the air.
Tickling?! Natalia would have never guessed in a million years that would be tickle tortured. She hated to be tickled for even a second. The stocks had finally made sense to her. The feet. Natalia couldn’t bear to think of that soft white feather making contact with her feet. She shrieked, “Look we don’t know any-“
“Sush!” the woman said as she brought the tip of the feather inches away from Ava’s socked feet. Ava tensed up at this situation and blabbered something through the tape across her mouth. The woman stopped the feather mere millimeters from Ava’s socked feet and paused and then looked Natalia right in the eyes and ridiculed, “Can you imagine having your bare feet stroked with this feather? The way it would be able to travel up and down and across the soles of your feet? Your friend doesn’t look so pleased, but she’s not the one I want answers from.” The woman took a few steps toward the foot of Natalia’s stocks and began to untie her shoelaces
“Hey wait a minute! That gem isn’t mine! You’ve got the wrong girl!” Natalia flailed as much as her bonds would allow. The laces of both shoes were quickly undone.
“You have one last chance to tell me where the other gem is or else you’ll be very very sorry” The woman smirked with assurance as she slowly pulled off both of her sneakers. The smell of Natalia’s hard-working feet began to fill the room. The 16-hour shift she had just finished was starting to become apparent. Her two warm black-socked feet were exposed to the cool air of the room. This feeling filled her with pure horror.
“My my my what stinky feet you have! Actually, I’m very fond of the aroma. Such cute shapely feet and nowhere to go.” The woman playfully stated. She observed Natalia’s feet for quite some time. The look in her eyes was so passionate; almost as if she were looking at a piece of fine art.
Natalia tried to cover one foot with the other, but could barely do so. She struggled to get loose, but the padding around her ankles allowed her feet to rotate about 20 degrees inward.
“Aww is my little gem thief scared of a little feather?” The woman mocked her in a baby-like voice, which made her feel even more humiliated. The woman took the feather in her hand and blatantly showed it to Natalia’s face and then towards her trapped feet within the stocks. “Are your feet ticklish my dear?” She inquired as she slowly lowered the feather lower and lower until it was out of Natalia’s sight. Once the feather disappeared from her vision, Natalia tensed up her entire body. The anticipation was driving her crazy. She couldn’t see the feather or the woman at all.
Natalia closed her eyes and tried to imagine a happy place of hers; an island with a cool summer breeze with a tropic temperature. Seconds later she felt the agonizing stroke of the feather against the surface of her socked left sole. She jolted as from this electrocuting feeling. Again, she felt the tip of the feather lazily trace from her heel upwards to the toes on her right foot. The brief sensation sent Natalia into a frenzy. She bit her lip and tried to hold her breath.
“I must say you have very ticklish feet. Even with these thick black socks on. Your feet are very sensitive. Don’t you think so?”
She couldn’t answer because she was concentrating so hard on maintaining her composure. Again, she felt the stroke of the feather trace her left socked foot in maddening circles. The torture was tormenting. Maybe if she could resist and not show any signs of distress, the woman would stop! This was her only hope. She then felt the feather slowly move up and down continuously and sensually on the sole of her her right foot. She became increasingly more concerned with her predicament. If the sensations were this strong with her socks on, what would it feel like with her socks off? That thought drove Natalia wild.
The woman paused her feet feathering torment and peeked her head to speak to Natalia, “You’re very good at holding back your reactions. I think this will be fun for both of us!”
Natalia desperately responded, “Please, you have to believe me! That gem isn’t mine! Please don’t tickle my feet!” Just five feet away from her, Ava was observing this sensory torture. She didn’t want to know what that feather felt like on her own soles. Ava was completely distraught in this situation. She was helpless and could only watch as her best friends ticklish feet were being teased.
Natalia’s pleas were not addressed as the woman went back out of her sight and continued to slowly caress the feather across Natalia’s socked soles. The feather was mainly tantalizing the heel and soles of her feet. Natalia scrunched her face and continued to bite her lip in an attempt to hold in any giggles. She was concentrating very hard on visualizing herself on a happy island. She could feel the breeze, the sun on her skin, and her toes in the sand.
Her imagination was rudely interrupted as she felt the tip of the feather gently stroke horizontally across the base of her toes. She puffed heavily at this motion and shock the stocks a bit. Her feet twitched severely as much as this could from this. Her torturer was fond of this reaction and stroked the feather across the base of her toes again. Natalia nearly jumped out of her seat when this happened. Natalia scrunched her toes tightly in an attempt to block another attack but the feather sensually and vertically stroked in-between her pinky toes.
She squealed out loud, but didn’t laugh, “Oh please! No!” She said this in a high-pitched and very girly voice. She was angry at the fact that she just told torturer her weakest spot. She felt more vulnerable and began to adjust herself to more tickle torture, but was surprised when she felt her socks being pulled away from feet. Her pretty bare feet were now unprotected to this madwoman. Her tiny soft feet made contact with the atmosphere of the room. Ava admired Natalia’s feet from a distance, but also pitied Natalia because she knew what was coming next. The feet of a goddess she thought to herself. Long luscious toes extending from an immaculate sole. Ava was kind of jealous of the perfect pair of feet laying to the right of her. Natalia’s head was down knowing she gave her tormentor more information than she should have. She then tilted her head up and saw that the woman pulled out a padded stool next to her bare feet.
The woman took a big whiff of both her socks and smiled accordingly; the next sensation that tantalized her senses stunned her. A tiny soft felt string was being tied around each of her big toes and then firmly pulled back to the islets on the top of the stocks. Both of her feet were forced in an upright position and she could no longer scrunch her toes. She tried so hard to scrunch either big toe, but it was useless. The stems of her toes were completely vulnerable. Natalia’s heart started to race at this fact. She wished her socks were still on protecting her feet. Now they were practically immobile.
She seemed so fascinated by Natalia’s now immobile feet. The look in her eyes was of astonishment and appreciation. The woman was basically talking to Natalia’s feet when she spoke. “Now your little ticklish toes have nowhere to go! They’re all mine. I’m going to tickle your tiny toes until you talk. Now giggle for me.”
There it was again, but a thousand times worse. This was the most unbearable feeling Natalia had ever felt in her lifetime. The edge of the feather lightly scraped her toes stems continuously. She was helpless and hopeless in this entire situation. She shook her head trying to regain her composure, but her ponytail became undone. She began to lose her ability to think rationally and was consumed by the soft feather lazily tracing horizontally across the base of all of her toes. A very slow and methodical torture that was moving from left to right and then back again. Over and over and over again… It tickled and teased her so much. She didn’t know what to do anymore.
Natalia pursed her lips as tight as she could while shaking her head. She was trying to distract herself from this devastating feeling, but the ticklish sensation continued relentlessly. Each methodical stroke was striking away her insanity and she gave out a little snort though her nose. Her torturer heard this and continued to waft the long devious white feather across her toes. The woman had her right where she wanted her. Natalia desperately whispered, “please….please….wait….wait”
Her assailant loudly mocked her, “Wait for what?! Is my little gem thief ticklish? OH COOCHIE COOCHIE COO! I’m going to tickle your toes until you tell me what I want to know! Tickle, tickle, tickle!”
Natalia couldn’t stand this anymore. The woman was obviously very skilled and it was clear she was enjoying herself. The sensation that traveled from her toes throughout her body was something she had never experienced before. All she could think about was that nonstop stroking feather which was traveling very slowly from left to right on her bare and immobile toes. She could hold out no longer and took a big gasp.
“OH Pl-ahahahaha Pleessss-hehehehehe ahhhh! Hahahahaha PLEASE! OH PLEASE! Not Ma-ahahahaha Na-hahahaha NOT MY HAHAHA NOT MY TOESSSS HAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHE!!”
It was over for Natalia. She could no longer hold her composure and laughed as hard as she could. The sensation continued uninterrupted as body and her hands were flailing around violently in her bonds as much as they could. She had the biggest smile across her face with her mouth wide open to laugh as loud as she possibly could. She couldn’t gather her thoughts to say any words, only laugh and laugh and laugh. This once soft-spoken girl was filling the entire room with ticklish screams of laughter. It would seem like her sexy pleas and laughter could be heard for miles, but who knows. This continued for what seemed like an eternity for Natalia.
As the clock winded down, the slowly stroking feather on the base of her toes slowly decreased in frequency and eventually stopped. Natalia continued to chuckle and giggle for minutes after the torture had stopped. She had never thought she could laugh so loud and so long. Her stomach was aching from the constant laughter, but she finally began to quiet her giggles.
The assailant then demanded, “The gem!”
Natalia was still giggling, but began to weakly speak, “I-I heheheeee. I don’t know what hahahaha you’re talking about. Oh heeheee hahahahaha.”
The assailant spoke again, “Aw poor baby can’t handle a gentle little feather? Would you like the torture to stop and for me to tickle your friend?” She taunted and directed her feather towards Ava’s white-socked feet.
“Yes. Oh yes! Tickle her! Please don’t’ tickle me anymore.” Natalia immediately answered. She felt terrible about giving her friend up, but she could no longer take this type of torture. She would need any break possible. Natalia and Ava locked eyes and you could see the disappointment within Ava’s eyes. Natalia was relieved that she was given this option and slumped back in her chair to rest, but suddenly…
Natalia screeched at the sensation she felt. Ten fingers lightly caress both of her bare soles. The woman had lied! She wasn’t going to tickle Ava’s feet at all! She was merely mocking Natalia’s desperate situation.
Natalia wailed even louder than before as the woman spoke, “I can’t believe you would give up your friend like that! What a naughty girl. You deserve to be punished just a little bit longer now.” The woman teased as she was gently stroking her nails across Natalia’s immobile soles.
Ava was relieved at this gesture, but still felt horrible for her best friend who was being tickle tortured just five feet next to her. She couldn’t help, but admire her soft feet twitching as the nails of the woman that were moving methodically across her sensitive skin. Ava glared at the torturer and could see she had a giant smile on her face. She was definitely enjoying this entire process. Ava thought inside her head over Natalia’s consistent maddening laughter, “Who would do such a thing to us? We were innocent. Why tickling feet? Oh well, at least my socks are still on. Poor poor Natalia. I wish I could do something!”
After an hour of mindless sole tickling, the woman began to slow the speed of her fingers and eventually reduced the torture to a single index finger. Lazily tracing circles on Natalia’s left sole. She was able to almost think logically again. The woman didn’t completely stop tracing her finger across Natalia’s soles, but allowed her to catch her breath more efficiently through her giggling.
“Oh hahahahaha. No-no more tickling! Pl-please… Not my bare fehehehehehe feet!” Natalia chortled in an exhausted soft voice. She slumped back in her chair. She almost had no energy left. How long could she take this tickle torture?
The woman stood up and had Natalia’s socks in her hand. She took another big sniff of both of her smelly black socks. “Such a delightful scent, my dear. Two little socks from my tiny gem thief. So stinky, but so pleasant!” This woman was continually taunting Natalia, but she could only mindlessly stare back at this woman. She had been defeated almost an hour ago and could not gather the energy to respond. The woman stepped closer to her and stuffed the two socks into Natalia’s mouth and wrapped tape around her lips and head; essentially gagging Natalia. The musk of her own socks stuffed into her mouth was an odd feeling. No more odd than the feeling of each of her little toes being tied back with a felt string. Natalia giggled through her sock-gag as her remaining toes was being looped around and eventually tied back and then spread apart. The spaces between each of her toes were wide open and vulnerable to whatever her torturer was planning. The woman then stood behind her and wrapped a bandana from her pocket across Natalia’s eyes. She was completely blind now! Blindfolded. Gagged. Barefoot. Toe-tied; a lethal combination that Natalia surely was not ready for.
“You little brat! I don’t even want to hear your pleas and cries for help anymore. Although I do love to hear you beg, I want some quiet time with these toes. These have to be the most perfect feet I have ever experienced. So soft and so sensitive. This must be excruciating for you to endure. All you can do is just sit there and take it.” She now held two long white stiff feathers. One in each hand. “You’re going to tell me EVERYTHING I want to know after this hour of mind numbing torture. You’re going to be verrrrrry sorry you lied to me.” The woman sat back in her stool and admired the helpless immaculate soles in front of her; just waiting to be touched, teased, and tickled.
“I already am sorry! Please don’t do this! I’ll do anything you want! Anything! Just no more feet tickling! PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING!!” Natalia franticly slurred through her own socks. None of her words were comprehensible. All that Ava and the woman heard was, “MMRPHH MMRPHH MMRPHH!!!!!”
And there it was again. The soft tips of each feather slowly tracing the inside flesh of her little toes. Every single area was covered ever so lightly. The stiff feathers whisked in-between each of her tied toes relentlessly.
The chair almost ripped from the floor it was bolted to. Natalia’s entire body was in complete shock as the feathers were caressing the bottoms, insides, tops, and tips of her beautiful little toes. She felt like she was going to pass out from this torture. She could barely catch a breath through her nose and was forced to breath in her own stinky sock scent. She tilted her head back, looked to the celling though blindfolded, and just was stuck in completed forced gagged laughter. She was in pure hell.
The woman finally stopped the aggressive feathering of Natalia’s precious toes. She got up and removed the gag from her mouth. Natalia was still cackling from the after effects of the tickle torture that traveled throughout her body. The woman was also undoing her toe bondage and giving her feet slightly more freedom. She even put her sock and shoes back on. This all occurred in an instant as Natalia was still blindfolded. She was still giggling from the previous torture.
There was a loud on the floor below them. They must have been on the second floor of the mansion. The woman knew something that Natalia did not. The woman quickly stated, “They’ve found us and I’m afraid we have to go. I’ll take both of you-“
The door of the room broke open with two women dressed in police uniforms pointing their guns forward. There torturer had already planned for this invasion and was already through the shattered window. There was no trace that she was here. The two policewomen holstered their guns and slowly walked over to Ava and Natalia, whom were still both trapped and bound in their seats.
The first policewoman stepped in front of her stocked shoes and the other behind her. They removed her blindfold. The light of the room nearly blinded her but, she was so relieved to see a policewomen standing in front of her to rescue them. This was the moment of relief she had been hoping for. It was over. Finally over. She would never ever feel that horrific sensation across her naked skin again. This thought completely delighted her and she was ready to leave this wretched mansion.
The two women questioned recently conquered Natalia; “The gem pointed us to this location. Who was that woman that jumped out the window?” The policewoman calmly spoke to Natalia and ignored a struggling Ava.
Natalia was still weak from the grueling session she had just experienced. She was very confused about this whole ordeal, but still glad it had come to an end. “Oh thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for saving us! I don’t know much longer I could have lasted with that woman. Spoke about this green gem that-“
“Green gem? Where is it?! Who was that woman!!” The policewoman shouted furiously at her.
Natalia was frightened by the policewoman’s reaction to her explanation and questioned, “Aren’t you the police? Can you untie us now? We’ve both been under a lot of stress for the past few hours.” She was interrupted once again.
“Ha! Police? That’s funny. Ah but no. We’re not the police …and we’re not here to save you” The woman said with a smile. “But we do have several questions to kindly ask each of you. The woman pointed to Ava, “She looks like she’s preoccupied now so I’ll start with you.” The woman quickly tore off Natalia’s shoes leaving her black socks intact. Natalia almost cried from this action. The memories of the torture she had to endure for an eternity just recently plagued her mind. Her feet began to twitch and she began to lightly giggle from just the thought. The torture. The suffering. The feet. The tickling. She quieted her laughter eventually after just a few chuckles.
Natalia couldn’t believe what was happening. “Wa-wait. What are you going to do to us? We don’t know anything! That’s what we told the other woman! Please! You have to believe me!” She shouted with all her might, which was not much. She thought to herself, “They couldn’t possibly... They wouldn’t dare… Would they? … Oh no… No No No… Not again. NOT AGAIN!”
Natalia helplessly gazed at the “policewoman” who reached into her jacket pocket and removed a tool that Natalia was all too familiar with. Her jaw dropped. The feather; a long stiff brown turkey feather. It looked even more ticklish than the last one. The “policewoman” slowly wafted the turkey feather just inches from of Natalia’s face, which was completely twisted in horror. She began to weep at this new scenario.
The policewoman playfully teased her, “Coochie coochie coo!”
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Natalia had always played by the rules, graduated at the top of her medical school, and was currently in the midst of her post-graduate residency at a very prestigious teaching hospital. It had been six long grueling months of sleep deprivation and thankless patient care, but she was more than happy to do it since she loved learning. Natalia was a short brunette and petite standing at about just 5’0”. She was very soft-spoken, kind-hearted and frequently gave people the benefit of the doubt. She wore her hair in a ponytail at the hospital because she would be running from one place to another constantly. Ava, her co-resident, best friend, and roommate was much taller and much more out-spoken. She worked just as hard as Natalia, if not more, but had a much more rebellion outlook on life. The two were a great duo when it came to challenging therapeutics, but sometimes they pushed their body and minds to the limit just to be outstanding medical residents.
“CODE YELLOW. CODE YELLOW” blared across the hospital PA system, which put every healthcare professional in a state of panic and alert. This signifies that a patient is exhibiting violent behavior.
Jax bursted through the operating room double doors and dashed through the hallway as fast as he could. He was frantically running and searching for any open entrance or door he could find. Quickly, to his far left, he spotted Natalia walking out of the women’s employee locker room. He knocked her to the floor and closed the door with great speed. The room was empty. He needed to hide the gem, but where? He didn’t have much time so he tugged at the closest set of lockers hoping to find one that was unlocked. It only took three lockers before he found an unlocked latch. Jax put the small gem inside someone’s pants pocket, closed the locker, and ran across the various sets of lockers.
Meanwhile Natalia stood up, brushed herself off, and saw a hospital security guard rush to her. She exclaimed, “He ran inside the women’s locker room!” and pointed to the door. Jax attempted to find another way out, but failed. He was apprehended shortly afterwards.
Ava received a text from Natalia and immediately came to comfort her. “Are you hurt, Natalia?” she asked. She examined Natalia from head to toe to see if there were any signs of physical damage. She spotted several bloodstains on her light grey scrubs.
“Oh this isn’t my blood. I just fell in it when that crazy guy pushed me to the floor. I guess have to change into my spare.” Natalia explained.
“Well hurry up and get your spare! We’re going to be late to the conference. We need time to take the train all the way to the park and I am running off of 2 hours of sleep.” Ava demanded.
The two finally left the hospital after both working a grueling 16-hour shift. That’s the life they both chose and were both very proud of their accomplishments. However, they were both extremely sleep-deprived when they boarded the “L” subway train. They were exhausted from today’s shift and reeked of sweat. Both still donned in their light grey scrubs. Natalia loved her comfy New Balance sneakers and wore them since the beginning of her residency. The pair had looked like they have been through several marathons and were brutally beaten up. Her tiny size 5 feet were inside those sneakers for the past 16 hours. Her black socks were plagued with her unique odor from running around all day. Ava, on the other hand, had much larger feet. She didn’t care too much for footwear and wore whatever was most comfortable. Ava’s white socks took a beating today as well.
“Natalia, you keep watch while I rest my head. You know the types of people that are on the subway at this time of night.” Ava muttered as she dozed off into her nap while resting her head on the train’s window.
Natalia agreed and sat right next to Ava. The two were the only ones inside passenger train car and they had a 40-minute ride to their destination. She could barely keep her eyes open, but managed to do so for at least 20 minutes.
She was awakened by a tap on her shoulder in her train seat only to see an unconscious Ava being held captive by a man wearing all black and nylon stockings covering his face. He held Ava with his left arm around her waist and his right hand over her mouth. The man who tapped Natalia’s shoulder was dressed in the same exact outfit. This horrified her and she quickly reached for mace spray inside her purse, but her wrist was intercepted by the nylon-faced figure.
Natalia tried to kick her assailant but was quickly put into a headlock by the man. “We only need the short one, Rodney.” The men conversed with each other. “Yeah well this other one is going to have to come for the show too.
Natalia bit the mans arm and screamed inside his headlock, “Somebody help us!” She was quickly hit over the head with a blunt object and passed out.
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Natalia woke up in a daze and realized that she couldn’t move! She was sitting in a large comfy chair that was bolted to the marble floor. Her arms were tightly bound and aligned to the arms of the chair. She flailed her hands and fingers trying to escape the bondage, but was unsuccessful. However, her major concern was with the lower half of her body. As she groggily peered forward she could only see her legs go into a large set of heavy duty padded stocks. Her legs were supported by a leather ottoman and forced straight forward with leather belt ties around her thighs, knees, and ankles. Both of her legs were bound together and she couldn’t get a glimpse of her shoes, but they were both still on. She couldn’t move an inch of her lower body except for the few millimeters she could rotate her ankles in the stocks.
She was silent and terrified as she surveyed the strange room. It was an enormous bedroom covered with pinkish colored painted walls. A huge bed was about 10 feet in front of her as well as items that you would usually expect inside a mansion’s bedroom; a desk, a nightstand, and various paintings of barefoot women. The room seemed so luxurious and classy. When she finally turned her head completely left she saw Ava motionless in identical bondage. She had silver tape placed tightly over her mouth and seemed to be unconscious. They were about 5 feet apart from one another, side-by-side. She noticed Ava’s black flats on the ground next to her and could see her feet on the other side of the stocks, still in her white socks.
“What the hell the happened to us?!” Natalia thought to herself. She then screamed, “Ava! Wake up! Wake up!” To her surprise, Ava jolted awake, but was trapped in the same situation as her. She could see the panic in Ava’s eyes as she tried to break out of her captivity. Ava tried to mumble to her but it was no use, the tape prevented their communication.
Natalia was about to yell for help when suddenly she heard a door creak open and slam shut behind her. She could hear the clacks of high heels across the marble floor approaching her slowly. When the woman finally appeared within Natalia’s sight she could see a strikingly beautiful tall woman. She was dressed in a stunning tight long red dress, a brown leather half jacket, jet-black high heels.
Natalia could hear best friend struggling in her bonds trying to yell something through her taped mouth though the woman made direct eye contact with Natalia. She stared back with anxiety and anguish in her eyes. After a few seconds of this staring contest that she knew she would lose, Natalia finally unsteadily asked, “Wh-what do you want with us? Why are we tied up like this!?”
“Her feet smell. Don’t you think? The woman pointed to Ava’s white socks that were wriggling as much as they could. She waved her right hand in front of her nose to signify an unpleasant smell. “I can’t imagine the stress she put on those black flats. I had to take them off of her.”
This response confused Natalia in her ever-hopeless situation. She thought to herself. Why was she talking about Ava’s feet? Why were her shoes off but not mine? She struggled in her bonds and questioned the woman again, “What do you want with us? We’re both medical residents at Valley West Hospital! We’re both broke!”
The woman thought about Natalia’s questions for a moment and reached into her right jacket pocket and pulled out a tiny green gem. The gem was about the size of rolling die, but with 16 equally cut sides. It shimmered majestically in her hands.
“I’ve been searching for this gem for ages and finally found it.” The woman paused for a few seconds to see if that would elicit a response from the trapped and bound girl, but the woman broke the few seconds of silence, “… and I found it in your pocket.”
“That isn’t mine. You’ve got the wrong person!” Natalia shouted defensively back at the woman.
The woman walked from the foot of Natalia’s stocks and stopped directly on to right side of her. She leaned down very closely and looked Natalia directly in the eyes for a few seconds. She then moved her mouth closer to her right ear and whispered, “Tell me where the other gem is.”
Natalia quickly diverted her head as far as she could from the woman’s lips and panicked, “What other gem? I have no idea what you’re talking about!”
The woman stepped around and over to the left side of Natalia, just to the right of Ava, and leaned over again to Natalia’s ear again. She whispered, “You’re going to tell me where it is.” Natalia subsequently moved her head to the right side. She felt so helpless in this situation. She was clueless on how to correctly respond. She wished Ava’s mouth wasn’t taped up right now. Ava would definitely be yelling back at this woman and not showing any type of fear.
The woman walked over to the bed, sat down, and leaned back facing both of them. She spoke with certainty, “You’ll tell me everything I want to know young lady. I am what you call an ‘extraction specialist’. I simply get women to talk. I can get them to tell me anything I want to know! It just takes time and patience.” She smiled chuckled a little bit after this statement.
Natalia looked over to Ava who looked very angry at this whole ordeal. Natalia’s heart rate rose in response to the woman’s taunts. How could this situation get any worse? She spoke with an concerned tone, “What are you going to do to us?! Please, don’t hurt us! Look we don’t know anything! Why do you ha-“
She was interrupted by the woman who seemed more increasingly upset, “Silence! I will be the one conducting this interview! I will be the one asking the questions from here on out,” She kneeled down to grab large silver brief case from under the bed and carried it over to the two trapped girls.
Natalia wondered what was inside the case and abruptly cried, “Please don’t hurt us!”
“Oh no no no. I would never harm two beautiful ladies such as yourself. I merely just want an answer from you. I won’t leave a scratch on either of you. I am really just going to convince you to tell me want I want to know. No harm done!”
Natalia was even more confused by this woman’s statement. What could she be talking about? Convince? No harm done? How did she end up here? She really just wanted this nightmare to end. “Wh-what are you going to do t-to us?!” She pleaded.
The woman kneeled down in front of Natalia’s shoes and was out of her sight. She could hear the metal briefcase latch open. The woman was out of her sight for what seemed like an eternity. What Natalia saw come into her vision completely shocked her; a single long stiff white feather with a very sharp and pointed tip.
“Coochie coochie coo.” The woman playfully teased both girls; She wafted the feather from left to right in the air.
Tickling?! Natalia would have never guessed in a million years that would be tickle tortured. She hated to be tickled for even a second. The stocks had finally made sense to her. The feet. Natalia couldn’t bear to think of that soft white feather making contact with her feet. She shrieked, “Look we don’t know any-“
“Sush!” the woman said as she brought the tip of the feather inches away from Ava’s socked feet. Ava tensed up at this situation and blabbered something through the tape across her mouth. The woman stopped the feather mere millimeters from Ava’s socked feet and paused and then looked Natalia right in the eyes and ridiculed, “Can you imagine having your bare feet stroked with this feather? The way it would be able to travel up and down and across the soles of your feet? Your friend doesn’t look so pleased, but she’s not the one I want answers from.” The woman took a few steps toward the foot of Natalia’s stocks and began to untie her shoelaces
“Hey wait a minute! That gem isn’t mine! You’ve got the wrong girl!” Natalia flailed as much as her bonds would allow. The laces of both shoes were quickly undone.
“You have one last chance to tell me where the other gem is or else you’ll be very very sorry” The woman smirked with assurance as she slowly pulled off both of her sneakers. The smell of Natalia’s hard-working feet began to fill the room. The 16-hour shift she had just finished was starting to become apparent. Her two warm black-socked feet were exposed to the cool air of the room. This feeling filled her with pure horror.
“My my my what stinky feet you have! Actually, I’m very fond of the aroma. Such cute shapely feet and nowhere to go.” The woman playfully stated. She observed Natalia’s feet for quite some time. The look in her eyes was so passionate; almost as if she were looking at a piece of fine art.
Natalia tried to cover one foot with the other, but could barely do so. She struggled to get loose, but the padding around her ankles allowed her feet to rotate about 20 degrees inward.
“Aww is my little gem thief scared of a little feather?” The woman mocked her in a baby-like voice, which made her feel even more humiliated. The woman took the feather in her hand and blatantly showed it to Natalia’s face and then towards her trapped feet within the stocks. “Are your feet ticklish my dear?” She inquired as she slowly lowered the feather lower and lower until it was out of Natalia’s sight. Once the feather disappeared from her vision, Natalia tensed up her entire body. The anticipation was driving her crazy. She couldn’t see the feather or the woman at all.
Natalia closed her eyes and tried to imagine a happy place of hers; an island with a cool summer breeze with a tropic temperature. Seconds later she felt the agonizing stroke of the feather against the surface of her socked left sole. She jolted as from this electrocuting feeling. Again, she felt the tip of the feather lazily trace from her heel upwards to the toes on her right foot. The brief sensation sent Natalia into a frenzy. She bit her lip and tried to hold her breath.
“I must say you have very ticklish feet. Even with these thick black socks on. Your feet are very sensitive. Don’t you think so?”
She couldn’t answer because she was concentrating so hard on maintaining her composure. Again, she felt the stroke of the feather trace her left socked foot in maddening circles. The torture was tormenting. Maybe if she could resist and not show any signs of distress, the woman would stop! This was her only hope. She then felt the feather slowly move up and down continuously and sensually on the sole of her her right foot. She became increasingly more concerned with her predicament. If the sensations were this strong with her socks on, what would it feel like with her socks off? That thought drove Natalia wild.
The woman paused her feet feathering torment and peeked her head to speak to Natalia, “You’re very good at holding back your reactions. I think this will be fun for both of us!”
Natalia desperately responded, “Please, you have to believe me! That gem isn’t mine! Please don’t tickle my feet!” Just five feet away from her, Ava was observing this sensory torture. She didn’t want to know what that feather felt like on her own soles. Ava was completely distraught in this situation. She was helpless and could only watch as her best friends ticklish feet were being teased.
Natalia’s pleas were not addressed as the woman went back out of her sight and continued to slowly caress the feather across Natalia’s socked soles. The feather was mainly tantalizing the heel and soles of her feet. Natalia scrunched her face and continued to bite her lip in an attempt to hold in any giggles. She was concentrating very hard on visualizing herself on a happy island. She could feel the breeze, the sun on her skin, and her toes in the sand.
Her imagination was rudely interrupted as she felt the tip of the feather gently stroke horizontally across the base of her toes. She puffed heavily at this motion and shock the stocks a bit. Her feet twitched severely as much as this could from this. Her torturer was fond of this reaction and stroked the feather across the base of her toes again. Natalia nearly jumped out of her seat when this happened. Natalia scrunched her toes tightly in an attempt to block another attack but the feather sensually and vertically stroked in-between her pinky toes.
She squealed out loud, but didn’t laugh, “Oh please! No!” She said this in a high-pitched and very girly voice. She was angry at the fact that she just told torturer her weakest spot. She felt more vulnerable and began to adjust herself to more tickle torture, but was surprised when she felt her socks being pulled away from feet. Her pretty bare feet were now unprotected to this madwoman. Her tiny soft feet made contact with the atmosphere of the room. Ava admired Natalia’s feet from a distance, but also pitied Natalia because she knew what was coming next. The feet of a goddess she thought to herself. Long luscious toes extending from an immaculate sole. Ava was kind of jealous of the perfect pair of feet laying to the right of her. Natalia’s head was down knowing she gave her tormentor more information than she should have. She then tilted her head up and saw that the woman pulled out a padded stool next to her bare feet.
The woman took a big whiff of both her socks and smiled accordingly; the next sensation that tantalized her senses stunned her. A tiny soft felt string was being tied around each of her big toes and then firmly pulled back to the islets on the top of the stocks. Both of her feet were forced in an upright position and she could no longer scrunch her toes. She tried so hard to scrunch either big toe, but it was useless. The stems of her toes were completely vulnerable. Natalia’s heart started to race at this fact. She wished her socks were still on protecting her feet. Now they were practically immobile.
She seemed so fascinated by Natalia’s now immobile feet. The look in her eyes was of astonishment and appreciation. The woman was basically talking to Natalia’s feet when she spoke. “Now your little ticklish toes have nowhere to go! They’re all mine. I’m going to tickle your tiny toes until you talk. Now giggle for me.”
There it was again, but a thousand times worse. This was the most unbearable feeling Natalia had ever felt in her lifetime. The edge of the feather lightly scraped her toes stems continuously. She was helpless and hopeless in this entire situation. She shook her head trying to regain her composure, but her ponytail became undone. She began to lose her ability to think rationally and was consumed by the soft feather lazily tracing horizontally across the base of all of her toes. A very slow and methodical torture that was moving from left to right and then back again. Over and over and over again… It tickled and teased her so much. She didn’t know what to do anymore.
Natalia pursed her lips as tight as she could while shaking her head. She was trying to distract herself from this devastating feeling, but the ticklish sensation continued relentlessly. Each methodical stroke was striking away her insanity and she gave out a little snort though her nose. Her torturer heard this and continued to waft the long devious white feather across her toes. The woman had her right where she wanted her. Natalia desperately whispered, “please….please….wait….wait”
Her assailant loudly mocked her, “Wait for what?! Is my little gem thief ticklish? OH COOCHIE COOCHIE COO! I’m going to tickle your toes until you tell me what I want to know! Tickle, tickle, tickle!”
Natalia couldn’t stand this anymore. The woman was obviously very skilled and it was clear she was enjoying herself. The sensation that traveled from her toes throughout her body was something she had never experienced before. All she could think about was that nonstop stroking feather which was traveling very slowly from left to right on her bare and immobile toes. She could hold out no longer and took a big gasp.
“OH Pl-ahahahaha Pleessss-hehehehehe ahhhh! Hahahahaha PLEASE! OH PLEASE! Not Ma-ahahahaha Na-hahahaha NOT MY HAHAHA NOT MY TOESSSS HAHAHAHA HEHEHEHEHE!!”
It was over for Natalia. She could no longer hold her composure and laughed as hard as she could. The sensation continued uninterrupted as body and her hands were flailing around violently in her bonds as much as they could. She had the biggest smile across her face with her mouth wide open to laugh as loud as she possibly could. She couldn’t gather her thoughts to say any words, only laugh and laugh and laugh. This once soft-spoken girl was filling the entire room with ticklish screams of laughter. It would seem like her sexy pleas and laughter could be heard for miles, but who knows. This continued for what seemed like an eternity for Natalia.
As the clock winded down, the slowly stroking feather on the base of her toes slowly decreased in frequency and eventually stopped. Natalia continued to chuckle and giggle for minutes after the torture had stopped. She had never thought she could laugh so loud and so long. Her stomach was aching from the constant laughter, but she finally began to quiet her giggles.
The assailant then demanded, “The gem!”
Natalia was still giggling, but began to weakly speak, “I-I heheheeee. I don’t know what hahahaha you’re talking about. Oh heeheee hahahahaha.”
The assailant spoke again, “Aw poor baby can’t handle a gentle little feather? Would you like the torture to stop and for me to tickle your friend?” She taunted and directed her feather towards Ava’s white-socked feet.
“Yes. Oh yes! Tickle her! Please don’t’ tickle me anymore.” Natalia immediately answered. She felt terrible about giving her friend up, but she could no longer take this type of torture. She would need any break possible. Natalia and Ava locked eyes and you could see the disappointment within Ava’s eyes. Natalia was relieved that she was given this option and slumped back in her chair to rest, but suddenly…
Natalia screeched at the sensation she felt. Ten fingers lightly caress both of her bare soles. The woman had lied! She wasn’t going to tickle Ava’s feet at all! She was merely mocking Natalia’s desperate situation.
Natalia wailed even louder than before as the woman spoke, “I can’t believe you would give up your friend like that! What a naughty girl. You deserve to be punished just a little bit longer now.” The woman teased as she was gently stroking her nails across Natalia’s immobile soles.
Ava was relieved at this gesture, but still felt horrible for her best friend who was being tickle tortured just five feet next to her. She couldn’t help, but admire her soft feet twitching as the nails of the woman that were moving methodically across her sensitive skin. Ava glared at the torturer and could see she had a giant smile on her face. She was definitely enjoying this entire process. Ava thought inside her head over Natalia’s consistent maddening laughter, “Who would do such a thing to us? We were innocent. Why tickling feet? Oh well, at least my socks are still on. Poor poor Natalia. I wish I could do something!”
After an hour of mindless sole tickling, the woman began to slow the speed of her fingers and eventually reduced the torture to a single index finger. Lazily tracing circles on Natalia’s left sole. She was able to almost think logically again. The woman didn’t completely stop tracing her finger across Natalia’s soles, but allowed her to catch her breath more efficiently through her giggling.
“Oh hahahahaha. No-no more tickling! Pl-please… Not my bare fehehehehehe feet!” Natalia chortled in an exhausted soft voice. She slumped back in her chair. She almost had no energy left. How long could she take this tickle torture?
The woman stood up and had Natalia’s socks in her hand. She took another big sniff of both of her smelly black socks. “Such a delightful scent, my dear. Two little socks from my tiny gem thief. So stinky, but so pleasant!” This woman was continually taunting Natalia, but she could only mindlessly stare back at this woman. She had been defeated almost an hour ago and could not gather the energy to respond. The woman stepped closer to her and stuffed the two socks into Natalia’s mouth and wrapped tape around her lips and head; essentially gagging Natalia. The musk of her own socks stuffed into her mouth was an odd feeling. No more odd than the feeling of each of her little toes being tied back with a felt string. Natalia giggled through her sock-gag as her remaining toes was being looped around and eventually tied back and then spread apart. The spaces between each of her toes were wide open and vulnerable to whatever her torturer was planning. The woman then stood behind her and wrapped a bandana from her pocket across Natalia’s eyes. She was completely blind now! Blindfolded. Gagged. Barefoot. Toe-tied; a lethal combination that Natalia surely was not ready for.
“You little brat! I don’t even want to hear your pleas and cries for help anymore. Although I do love to hear you beg, I want some quiet time with these toes. These have to be the most perfect feet I have ever experienced. So soft and so sensitive. This must be excruciating for you to endure. All you can do is just sit there and take it.” She now held two long white stiff feathers. One in each hand. “You’re going to tell me EVERYTHING I want to know after this hour of mind numbing torture. You’re going to be verrrrrry sorry you lied to me.” The woman sat back in her stool and admired the helpless immaculate soles in front of her; just waiting to be touched, teased, and tickled.
“I already am sorry! Please don’t do this! I’ll do anything you want! Anything! Just no more feet tickling! PLEASE! I’LL DO ANYTHING!!” Natalia franticly slurred through her own socks. None of her words were comprehensible. All that Ava and the woman heard was, “MMRPHH MMRPHH MMRPHH!!!!!”
And there it was again. The soft tips of each feather slowly tracing the inside flesh of her little toes. Every single area was covered ever so lightly. The stiff feathers whisked in-between each of her tied toes relentlessly.
The chair almost ripped from the floor it was bolted to. Natalia’s entire body was in complete shock as the feathers were caressing the bottoms, insides, tops, and tips of her beautiful little toes. She felt like she was going to pass out from this torture. She could barely catch a breath through her nose and was forced to breath in her own stinky sock scent. She tilted her head back, looked to the celling though blindfolded, and just was stuck in completed forced gagged laughter. She was in pure hell.
The woman finally stopped the aggressive feathering of Natalia’s precious toes. She got up and removed the gag from her mouth. Natalia was still cackling from the after effects of the tickle torture that traveled throughout her body. The woman was also undoing her toe bondage and giving her feet slightly more freedom. She even put her sock and shoes back on. This all occurred in an instant as Natalia was still blindfolded. She was still giggling from the previous torture.
There was a loud on the floor below them. They must have been on the second floor of the mansion. The woman knew something that Natalia did not. The woman quickly stated, “They’ve found us and I’m afraid we have to go. I’ll take both of you-“
The door of the room broke open with two women dressed in police uniforms pointing their guns forward. There torturer had already planned for this invasion and was already through the shattered window. There was no trace that she was here. The two policewomen holstered their guns and slowly walked over to Ava and Natalia, whom were still both trapped and bound in their seats.
The first policewoman stepped in front of her stocked shoes and the other behind her. They removed her blindfold. The light of the room nearly blinded her but, she was so relieved to see a policewomen standing in front of her to rescue them. This was the moment of relief she had been hoping for. It was over. Finally over. She would never ever feel that horrific sensation across her naked skin again. This thought completely delighted her and she was ready to leave this wretched mansion.
The two women questioned recently conquered Natalia; “The gem pointed us to this location. Who was that woman that jumped out the window?” The policewoman calmly spoke to Natalia and ignored a struggling Ava.
Natalia was still weak from the grueling session she had just experienced. She was very confused about this whole ordeal, but still glad it had come to an end. “Oh thank you so much! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you for saving us! I don’t know much longer I could have lasted with that woman. Spoke about this green gem that-“
“Green gem? Where is it?! Who was that woman!!” The policewoman shouted furiously at her.
Natalia was frightened by the policewoman’s reaction to her explanation and questioned, “Aren’t you the police? Can you untie us now? We’ve both been under a lot of stress for the past few hours.” She was interrupted once again.
“Ha! Police? That’s funny. Ah but no. We’re not the police …and we’re not here to save you” The woman said with a smile. “But we do have several questions to kindly ask each of you. The woman pointed to Ava, “She looks like she’s preoccupied now so I’ll start with you.” The woman quickly tore off Natalia’s shoes leaving her black socks intact. Natalia almost cried from this action. The memories of the torture she had to endure for an eternity just recently plagued her mind. Her feet began to twitch and she began to lightly giggle from just the thought. The torture. The suffering. The feet. The tickling. She quieted her laughter eventually after just a few chuckles.
Natalia couldn’t believe what was happening. “Wa-wait. What are you going to do to us? We don’t know anything! That’s what we told the other woman! Please! You have to believe me!” She shouted with all her might, which was not much. She thought to herself, “They couldn’t possibly... They wouldn’t dare… Would they? … Oh no… No No No… Not again. NOT AGAIN!”
Natalia helplessly gazed at the “policewoman” who reached into her jacket pocket and removed a tool that Natalia was all too familiar with. Her jaw dropped. The feather; a long stiff brown turkey feather. It looked even more ticklish than the last one. The “policewoman” slowly wafted the turkey feather just inches from of Natalia’s face, which was completely twisted in horror. She began to weep at this new scenario.
The policewoman playfully teased her, “Coochie coochie coo!”