BlackJacker
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Read Part 1 before this story to catch up on who Detective Megan is: http://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?289123-Detective-Megan-infiltrates-a-Fetish-Club
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It's been a while since I heard from my sister, Megan. My name is Riley and I am Megan's Twin sister. Despite being twins, we're not particularly close, especially after graduating high school and joining the military. We were assigned different units and had different jobs. She was a combat specialists while I became a medic. After our contracts were done, she joined the police force, then became a private detective while I joined a local hospital in my home town. Even though we really had no interest in each other, we still talk for family sake. However, it has been a while since I heard from her. It's not unusual for her not to call me or answer her phone because of her job, but she hasn't talked to me for quite some time. I still thought nothing of it.
I went home one day and checked my mailbox as usual. Bills, ads, the same old. I was flipping through them as I went on the elevator in my apartment building and one envelope caught my eye. It was completely black with a red feather taped on the middle of it. I arrived at my apartment unit as I separated the black envelope from the rest of the mail as I went through my pockets for my keys. I went inside and put my stuff down and opened the envelope. What was inside shocked me. It was a letter stating in big bold word:
"WE HAVE YOUR SISTER. COME TO YOUR ADDRESS BY YOURSELF WITHOUT TELLING ANYONE. CALLING THE POLICE OR ANY LAW ENFORCEMENT WILL RESULT IN PUNISHING YOUR SISTER EVEN FURTHER. MUCH LOVE, J"
Beneath those letters were pictures of my sister, tied up naked with a gag on her mouth and her teary eyes. One pleading and one that looked like she was out of it. My heart beated really fast as many thoughts race through my mind. It took me a while to calm down and gather my thoughts.
I know my sister very well and if she was captured, these people must be very smart. They would probably read my moves ahead of time and prepare for any scenario. That means i have to be a step ahead of them. I could search their address with my computer, but they must have some sort of tracking device. I can't let them know that I got the letter already. Luckily, I know how to create a proxy and hide myself.
I looked up the address. It was in the very rich part of Los Angeles. You know, where rich producers, actors, and other celebrities are? Shit...
Damn sis, what kind of powerful people did you run in to?
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They must have tortured information about me from my sister in order to get my address. That means they probably know what I look like.
I went to get my hair dyed and put on a ton of make up to make myself look different and nothing like my sister.
The neighborhood where I was told to go had very high security and no cars on the road, so driving wasn't an option. There was also a gate. wall, as well as guards guarding the neighborhood. Luckily, there was a very small forest that would lead me to the location. I travelled through the forest for about 10 minutes until I finally reached the place. To my surprise, there were a ton of cars lined up on the road as well as many people with masks walking to the big home. There must be some sort of event or party. The guards were heavily near the entrance gate of the home, scanning tickets. I decided to flank them and go through the side which meant going 5 minutes to my left.
There was one guard guarding the side. Even though I was a medic, I did have combat training and easily took him out, hiding the body in a nearby bush. The home was easy to climb. I cautiously peaked in the second floor window. It was en empty bedroom. I tried opening it, and luckily, it was unlocked. I climbed inside then slowly walked to the bedroom door, pressing my ears to listen to any movement. There was a lot of talking, probably from downstairs. But I didn't hear anyone on the second floor. I slowly opened the door to find that the second floor was dark. Good.
I pressed myself against the wall, slowly sliding. I could see the main hallway downstairs. The guests in masks were mostly couples, drinking fancy wine and talking to each other. Nobody seemed to look up at the second floor. I slowly tried to open each door to see what was inside. It was mostly empty bedrooms and a bathroom. My sister must be somewhere nearby. Perhaps in the attic or basement. The basement being the obvious choice so I decided to perhaps climb out the window I came in with and somehow look for the entrance to the basement.
I jumped at the sudden booming voice. It was a beautiful women.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TO ANOTHER AMAZING NIGHT AT MY BEAUTIFUL MANSION!"
The crowd starts clapping. Good, another distraction.
"TONIGHT IS TICKLE NIGHT AS YOU ARE ALL WELCOME TO TICKLE MY NEWEST SLAVES, BITCH 1 AND BITCH 2."
The crowd starts laughing with a small amount of applause.
I continued on my way to the bedroom I came out of when at the corner of my eye, I see 2 guards bringing 2 girls with chains around their neck, walking towards the women on all 4's. I didn't see their faces, only their naked butts. Then, another pair of guards brought an X-Frame as well as 2 stocks. The two girls obediently climbed on and sat on the seat, placing their hands up high and their feet inside the stocks, allowing the guards to tie them up and lock their feet in place.
The women then approached the girl on the left, wiping her hair away. I looked at her and my heart sunk as I gasped. It was my sister, Megan!
The women then grabbed her chin and pulled her head up towards her.
"DO YOU LOVE ME?" She asked.
My sister nodded as the women then kissed her passionately. The women then pushed her head away and did the same thing to the other girl. I analyzed my surroundings. There was no way to go down there and save my sister in time without getting caught. There were guards at the entrance and I do not know where the key was.
The women then went behind the X-Frame where my sister was and slowly dragged down her long sharp fingernail down my sister's armpits. She squirmed and pulled away.
When it comes to tickling, my sister loved tickling others and I was her daily victim. She always found a way to tie me up and tickle me, making me spill a lot of secrets I wanted to bring to my grave. That caused her to have leverage on me and made me do whatever she said. I even once caught her tying down one of her boyfriends and tickling him, even though he didn't seem to mine since my sister would sit on top of his groin area while tickling him. But when it comes to getting tickled, she absolutely hated it, which is how I evened up the playing field against her. So seeing my sister squirm, but then giving the women the flirty eyes after getting tickled shocked me. She would normally scowl or yell.
I stood there frozen as my sister's ticklish armpits were being assaulted, then the guests start coming up in pairs as my sister's deadly ticklish feet were being tickled. Her soles were a little bit protected as she had some rope tying her toes to the stocking, restricting movement. But still, her soles were the most ticklish spot on her feet. It wasn't even 5 minutes and tears started rolling down my sister's eyes. It was clear she couldn't handle the tickling. However, for some reason, she seemed to be loving it despite the torture and the taunts of the crowd.
"STOP!" Shouted the women as everyone froze and turned to the women.
"I hope you all enjoyed the show and realize how ticklish she is."
The crowd gave a small round of applause.
"BUT! That was just a warm up. In fact, our main guest of the show is here and I want you all to give a big welcome applause to..."
Suddenly, the women looked up to the second floor.
"MS. RILEY, BITCH'S 1 TWIN SISTER!" She shouted as she pointed at my direction. I tried running but the guards were already on the second floor surrounding me. I tired fighting them but their numbers in strength and physicality overpowered me easily. They brought me down to the first floor. I felt the smiles and smirks of the guest looking at me as I was dragged towards the women. I honestly felt scared as it felt like the predators scoping out the prey.
"Welcome, Riley. Did you enjoy the pictures of your ticklish sister I sent you?"
"You're a SICK BITCH!"
The crowd started laughing as well as the women.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am the "Sick bitch", Jasmine. I own this mansion. I also own your sister, who loves me dearly."
I got up from my eyes and charged at her with my fist pulled back. Before I could punch her, I felt her heels kick me in my face. I fell back, clutching my nose. I looked up to see the women unlock the locks on my sister. My sister fell on her knees, then lifted her head staring at Jasmine.
"Sis, attack her! We can take her down together." But she didn't respond and only stared at Jasmine.
"As I said Riley. She LOVES me and I OWN her." She said as she petted my sister on her head. My sister smiled cutely like a child. "Guards!"
I felt myself being dragged as I kicked and scream for my sister to no avail. They easily ripped my clothes off as I protested then pulled my shoes, pants, and panties off and placed me in the X-Frame where my sister sat. Jasmine walked up to me as Megan followed on all fours.
"Megan! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I screamed at her. Before I could say anything else, a ball gag was placed around my mouth.
"And one more thing, ladies and gentlemen. I not only brought you all here just to tickle. I also brought you all here as proof of my newest invention working."
She pulled out some sort of liquid.
"Before all of this started, I fed this to this Bitch right here. It is an influence potion where a person will do whatever you say. I only fed her half of it to make sure she is still conscious and aware of what she is doing. It's even hotter for me since this is her sister."
The audience stared at Megan and I in anticipation.
"Now, my pet, anything you want to say to your BEAUTIFUL sister?"
Megan then crawled under the area between my legs and the X-Frame and peeped her head up, just inches away from my groin as Jasmine placed a microphone in front of her mouth.
"Sis, I'm sorry and I love you, but Mistress tickled me and made me cum so much that I HAVE to listen to her. If I don't, I won't get pleasure from her anymore." She said in a cute voice.
The audience laughed and applauded as I tried saying something, but the ball gag stopped the words I wanted to say.
Jasmine then placed my sisters face on my pussy as I jumped from the touch. I had long hours working as a nurse so there wasn't anytime to socialize, and I was too tired to please myself so it's been a while since I felt anything touch me there. I forgot how sensitive I was.
"Eat!" Commanded Jasmine. I felt my sister's wet tongue and lips. I screamed and tried to pull my chains to try to ignore the sensation. It was both a physical and mental struggle as my body enjoyed it but my mind hated it as I wanted my sister far away from me as possible. But the pleasure overpowered the hate as I started moaning through my gag and closed my eyes. I knew I couldn't escape and somewhere deep down inside of me, I wanted to relax and enjoy the feeling. That feeling started to become stronger and stronger.
But before I can totally relax, I felt my feet being tickled by some sharp fingernails. I screeched into my gag and opened my eyes in shock. I looked and saw Jasmine standing my at feet, smirking at me. I then became conscious again as I noticed the audience smirking at me. I became red in embarrassment. She then walked over to my sister and pulled her hair back. My sister then looked at Jasmine again, waiting for instructions.
"Well, I guess now we know these sisters are from Alabama!" Said Jasmine. The crowd laughed. She then turned her attention towards Megan and I.
"Now my slave, the question we have all been waiting for. Where oh where is your sister's most TICKLISH spot?" She then placed the mic on my sisters mouth again. I tried to beg her not to. Megan looked at me, then the mic, then at me again.
"I'm sorry."
"NO!" I tried shouting.
"Under her breasts."
Jasmine walked over towards me and stood at my side and wrapped her free arm around my head and placed her hands on cheek, pushing it to the side towards her.
"Of course, I already knew from tickling it out of your sister. I just wanted all the audience to know and to prove a point." She then removed my gag as I started gasping.
"Anything you want to say?" She said placing the mic in front of me.
"Fuck you you fucking whore."
"A round of applause, everyone. For my newest bitch, Pet bitch!"
The audience started applauding as Jasmine went behind and started playing with my breast.
"My slave, are you ready to tickle the hell out of your sister?"
"Yes, mistress." My sister said, placing her hands on my side.
"NO, PLEASE DON'T!"
I felt Jasmine's hand go lower and under my breast where my most ticklish spot was. I found out that was my most ticklish spot when my previous boyfriend held me down and attempted to tickle my ribcage, but was getting a bit playful and moved near my breast area. I peed my pants after just 1 minute of getting tickled there.
The tickling began as the fingers started tickling my very ticklish body. I thrashed immensely, trying to get the fingers away from my most ticklish spot. But moving side to side didn't help because no matter what side I moved, my sister put a lot of ticklish pressure, causing me to move back to the other side. And because I was getting tickled at my most ticklish spot, I of course started peeing on my sister's upperbody, but that didn't stop her from tickling.
The guests then started coming up and tickling my feet as well as the other prisoner to the right of me. I pleaded and begged them to stop, but that seemed to entice them even further. I pleaded and begged so much that I began not understanding what I was saying, then I stopped realizing that I was pleading and begging. For the rest of the night or however I was conscious, all I know is that I threw my head back and just laughed until I couldn't stay awake anymore.
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I awoke, not knowing how long i was out for. I looked up to see my sister on top of me, as well as the other prisoner behind my head. I realized i was tied down to a table and in some sort of dungeon room.
"Sis, please let me go. I can't take the tickling anymore."
But she didn't respond. Just stared at me.
"Finally awake, I see." I turned to where the voice was coming from. It was Jasmine walking towards me.
"Are you ready to behave?"
"Let me go. You know you won't get away with this."
"I've been getting away with this, for quite some time now." She then placed her hand on my naked tummy. "Now, I will ask again. Are you ready to behave?"
My fingers were still available to use so I did. I flipped her off.
"Fuck you, bitch. I will never listen to you."
"My slaves, do you know how much I LOVE girls that fight instead of begging instantly?"
"Yes mistress." They both said.
"My slave, start the process."
Megan lowered her face with mine, then we both locked lips. I tried pulling away, but she used both her hands to hold my face in place. Her tongue pushed through my teeth and tongues touched as she swirled hers around my mouth. She then spent the next 10 minutes, playing with my nipples and pussy, trying to get me horny. To my surprise, I couldn't restrain myself very well and easily gave in.
"Now for the fun part." Jasmine said as she clapped her hands. The tickling began again and very instantly I started begging. And every time Jasmine would ask to be her bitch, I would say no. I knew that saving my sister, and myself, was now hopeless. The process began again after knocking out and regaining conscious. I don't know when, but I was sure I finally agreed to be her bitch, but the tickling still continued from my sister.
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It's been a while since I heard from my sister, Megan. My name is Riley and I am Megan's Twin sister. Despite being twins, we're not particularly close, especially after graduating high school and joining the military. We were assigned different units and had different jobs. She was a combat specialists while I became a medic. After our contracts were done, she joined the police force, then became a private detective while I joined a local hospital in my home town. Even though we really had no interest in each other, we still talk for family sake. However, it has been a while since I heard from her. It's not unusual for her not to call me or answer her phone because of her job, but she hasn't talked to me for quite some time. I still thought nothing of it.
I went home one day and checked my mailbox as usual. Bills, ads, the same old. I was flipping through them as I went on the elevator in my apartment building and one envelope caught my eye. It was completely black with a red feather taped on the middle of it. I arrived at my apartment unit as I separated the black envelope from the rest of the mail as I went through my pockets for my keys. I went inside and put my stuff down and opened the envelope. What was inside shocked me. It was a letter stating in big bold word:
"WE HAVE YOUR SISTER. COME TO YOUR ADDRESS BY YOURSELF WITHOUT TELLING ANYONE. CALLING THE POLICE OR ANY LAW ENFORCEMENT WILL RESULT IN PUNISHING YOUR SISTER EVEN FURTHER. MUCH LOVE, J"
Beneath those letters were pictures of my sister, tied up naked with a gag on her mouth and her teary eyes. One pleading and one that looked like she was out of it. My heart beated really fast as many thoughts race through my mind. It took me a while to calm down and gather my thoughts.
I know my sister very well and if she was captured, these people must be very smart. They would probably read my moves ahead of time and prepare for any scenario. That means i have to be a step ahead of them. I could search their address with my computer, but they must have some sort of tracking device. I can't let them know that I got the letter already. Luckily, I know how to create a proxy and hide myself.
I looked up the address. It was in the very rich part of Los Angeles. You know, where rich producers, actors, and other celebrities are? Shit...
Damn sis, what kind of powerful people did you run in to?
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They must have tortured information about me from my sister in order to get my address. That means they probably know what I look like.
I went to get my hair dyed and put on a ton of make up to make myself look different and nothing like my sister.
The neighborhood where I was told to go had very high security and no cars on the road, so driving wasn't an option. There was also a gate. wall, as well as guards guarding the neighborhood. Luckily, there was a very small forest that would lead me to the location. I travelled through the forest for about 10 minutes until I finally reached the place. To my surprise, there were a ton of cars lined up on the road as well as many people with masks walking to the big home. There must be some sort of event or party. The guards were heavily near the entrance gate of the home, scanning tickets. I decided to flank them and go through the side which meant going 5 minutes to my left.
There was one guard guarding the side. Even though I was a medic, I did have combat training and easily took him out, hiding the body in a nearby bush. The home was easy to climb. I cautiously peaked in the second floor window. It was en empty bedroom. I tried opening it, and luckily, it was unlocked. I climbed inside then slowly walked to the bedroom door, pressing my ears to listen to any movement. There was a lot of talking, probably from downstairs. But I didn't hear anyone on the second floor. I slowly opened the door to find that the second floor was dark. Good.
I pressed myself against the wall, slowly sliding. I could see the main hallway downstairs. The guests in masks were mostly couples, drinking fancy wine and talking to each other. Nobody seemed to look up at the second floor. I slowly tried to open each door to see what was inside. It was mostly empty bedrooms and a bathroom. My sister must be somewhere nearby. Perhaps in the attic or basement. The basement being the obvious choice so I decided to perhaps climb out the window I came in with and somehow look for the entrance to the basement.
I jumped at the sudden booming voice. It was a beautiful women.
"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, WELCOME TO ANOTHER AMAZING NIGHT AT MY BEAUTIFUL MANSION!"
The crowd starts clapping. Good, another distraction.
"TONIGHT IS TICKLE NIGHT AS YOU ARE ALL WELCOME TO TICKLE MY NEWEST SLAVES, BITCH 1 AND BITCH 2."
The crowd starts laughing with a small amount of applause.
I continued on my way to the bedroom I came out of when at the corner of my eye, I see 2 guards bringing 2 girls with chains around their neck, walking towards the women on all 4's. I didn't see their faces, only their naked butts. Then, another pair of guards brought an X-Frame as well as 2 stocks. The two girls obediently climbed on and sat on the seat, placing their hands up high and their feet inside the stocks, allowing the guards to tie them up and lock their feet in place.
The women then approached the girl on the left, wiping her hair away. I looked at her and my heart sunk as I gasped. It was my sister, Megan!
The women then grabbed her chin and pulled her head up towards her.
"DO YOU LOVE ME?" She asked.
My sister nodded as the women then kissed her passionately. The women then pushed her head away and did the same thing to the other girl. I analyzed my surroundings. There was no way to go down there and save my sister in time without getting caught. There were guards at the entrance and I do not know where the key was.
The women then went behind the X-Frame where my sister was and slowly dragged down her long sharp fingernail down my sister's armpits. She squirmed and pulled away.
When it comes to tickling, my sister loved tickling others and I was her daily victim. She always found a way to tie me up and tickle me, making me spill a lot of secrets I wanted to bring to my grave. That caused her to have leverage on me and made me do whatever she said. I even once caught her tying down one of her boyfriends and tickling him, even though he didn't seem to mine since my sister would sit on top of his groin area while tickling him. But when it comes to getting tickled, she absolutely hated it, which is how I evened up the playing field against her. So seeing my sister squirm, but then giving the women the flirty eyes after getting tickled shocked me. She would normally scowl or yell.
I stood there frozen as my sister's ticklish armpits were being assaulted, then the guests start coming up in pairs as my sister's deadly ticklish feet were being tickled. Her soles were a little bit protected as she had some rope tying her toes to the stocking, restricting movement. But still, her soles were the most ticklish spot on her feet. It wasn't even 5 minutes and tears started rolling down my sister's eyes. It was clear she couldn't handle the tickling. However, for some reason, she seemed to be loving it despite the torture and the taunts of the crowd.
"STOP!" Shouted the women as everyone froze and turned to the women.
"I hope you all enjoyed the show and realize how ticklish she is."
The crowd gave a small round of applause.
"BUT! That was just a warm up. In fact, our main guest of the show is here and I want you all to give a big welcome applause to..."
Suddenly, the women looked up to the second floor.
"MS. RILEY, BITCH'S 1 TWIN SISTER!" She shouted as she pointed at my direction. I tried running but the guards were already on the second floor surrounding me. I tired fighting them but their numbers in strength and physicality overpowered me easily. They brought me down to the first floor. I felt the smiles and smirks of the guest looking at me as I was dragged towards the women. I honestly felt scared as it felt like the predators scoping out the prey.
"Welcome, Riley. Did you enjoy the pictures of your ticklish sister I sent you?"
"You're a SICK BITCH!"
The crowd started laughing as well as the women.
"Allow me to introduce myself. I am the "Sick bitch", Jasmine. I own this mansion. I also own your sister, who loves me dearly."
I got up from my eyes and charged at her with my fist pulled back. Before I could punch her, I felt her heels kick me in my face. I fell back, clutching my nose. I looked up to see the women unlock the locks on my sister. My sister fell on her knees, then lifted her head staring at Jasmine.
"Sis, attack her! We can take her down together." But she didn't respond and only stared at Jasmine.
"As I said Riley. She LOVES me and I OWN her." She said as she petted my sister on her head. My sister smiled cutely like a child. "Guards!"
I felt myself being dragged as I kicked and scream for my sister to no avail. They easily ripped my clothes off as I protested then pulled my shoes, pants, and panties off and placed me in the X-Frame where my sister sat. Jasmine walked up to me as Megan followed on all fours.
"Megan! What the fuck is wrong with you?!" I screamed at her. Before I could say anything else, a ball gag was placed around my mouth.
"And one more thing, ladies and gentlemen. I not only brought you all here just to tickle. I also brought you all here as proof of my newest invention working."
She pulled out some sort of liquid.
"Before all of this started, I fed this to this Bitch right here. It is an influence potion where a person will do whatever you say. I only fed her half of it to make sure she is still conscious and aware of what she is doing. It's even hotter for me since this is her sister."
The audience stared at Megan and I in anticipation.
"Now, my pet, anything you want to say to your BEAUTIFUL sister?"
Megan then crawled under the area between my legs and the X-Frame and peeped her head up, just inches away from my groin as Jasmine placed a microphone in front of her mouth.
"Sis, I'm sorry and I love you, but Mistress tickled me and made me cum so much that I HAVE to listen to her. If I don't, I won't get pleasure from her anymore." She said in a cute voice.
The audience laughed and applauded as I tried saying something, but the ball gag stopped the words I wanted to say.
Jasmine then placed my sisters face on my pussy as I jumped from the touch. I had long hours working as a nurse so there wasn't anytime to socialize, and I was too tired to please myself so it's been a while since I felt anything touch me there. I forgot how sensitive I was.
"Eat!" Commanded Jasmine. I felt my sister's wet tongue and lips. I screamed and tried to pull my chains to try to ignore the sensation. It was both a physical and mental struggle as my body enjoyed it but my mind hated it as I wanted my sister far away from me as possible. But the pleasure overpowered the hate as I started moaning through my gag and closed my eyes. I knew I couldn't escape and somewhere deep down inside of me, I wanted to relax and enjoy the feeling. That feeling started to become stronger and stronger.
But before I can totally relax, I felt my feet being tickled by some sharp fingernails. I screeched into my gag and opened my eyes in shock. I looked and saw Jasmine standing my at feet, smirking at me. I then became conscious again as I noticed the audience smirking at me. I became red in embarrassment. She then walked over to my sister and pulled her hair back. My sister then looked at Jasmine again, waiting for instructions.
"Well, I guess now we know these sisters are from Alabama!" Said Jasmine. The crowd laughed. She then turned her attention towards Megan and I.
"Now my slave, the question we have all been waiting for. Where oh where is your sister's most TICKLISH spot?" She then placed the mic on my sisters mouth again. I tried to beg her not to. Megan looked at me, then the mic, then at me again.
"I'm sorry."
"NO!" I tried shouting.
"Under her breasts."
Jasmine walked over towards me and stood at my side and wrapped her free arm around my head and placed her hands on cheek, pushing it to the side towards her.
"Of course, I already knew from tickling it out of your sister. I just wanted all the audience to know and to prove a point." She then removed my gag as I started gasping.
"Anything you want to say?" She said placing the mic in front of me.
"Fuck you you fucking whore."
"A round of applause, everyone. For my newest bitch, Pet bitch!"
The audience started applauding as Jasmine went behind and started playing with my breast.
"My slave, are you ready to tickle the hell out of your sister?"
"Yes, mistress." My sister said, placing her hands on my side.
"NO, PLEASE DON'T!"
I felt Jasmine's hand go lower and under my breast where my most ticklish spot was. I found out that was my most ticklish spot when my previous boyfriend held me down and attempted to tickle my ribcage, but was getting a bit playful and moved near my breast area. I peed my pants after just 1 minute of getting tickled there.
The tickling began as the fingers started tickling my very ticklish body. I thrashed immensely, trying to get the fingers away from my most ticklish spot. But moving side to side didn't help because no matter what side I moved, my sister put a lot of ticklish pressure, causing me to move back to the other side. And because I was getting tickled at my most ticklish spot, I of course started peeing on my sister's upperbody, but that didn't stop her from tickling.
The guests then started coming up and tickling my feet as well as the other prisoner to the right of me. I pleaded and begged them to stop, but that seemed to entice them even further. I pleaded and begged so much that I began not understanding what I was saying, then I stopped realizing that I was pleading and begging. For the rest of the night or however I was conscious, all I know is that I threw my head back and just laughed until I couldn't stay awake anymore.
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I awoke, not knowing how long i was out for. I looked up to see my sister on top of me, as well as the other prisoner behind my head. I realized i was tied down to a table and in some sort of dungeon room.
"Sis, please let me go. I can't take the tickling anymore."
But she didn't respond. Just stared at me.
"Finally awake, I see." I turned to where the voice was coming from. It was Jasmine walking towards me.
"Are you ready to behave?"
"Let me go. You know you won't get away with this."
"I've been getting away with this, for quite some time now." She then placed her hand on my naked tummy. "Now, I will ask again. Are you ready to behave?"
My fingers were still available to use so I did. I flipped her off.
"Fuck you, bitch. I will never listen to you."
"My slaves, do you know how much I LOVE girls that fight instead of begging instantly?"
"Yes mistress." They both said.
"My slave, start the process."
Megan lowered her face with mine, then we both locked lips. I tried pulling away, but she used both her hands to hold my face in place. Her tongue pushed through my teeth and tongues touched as she swirled hers around my mouth. She then spent the next 10 minutes, playing with my nipples and pussy, trying to get me horny. To my surprise, I couldn't restrain myself very well and easily gave in.
"Now for the fun part." Jasmine said as she clapped her hands. The tickling began again and very instantly I started begging. And every time Jasmine would ask to be her bitch, I would say no. I knew that saving my sister, and myself, was now hopeless. The process began again after knocking out and regaining conscious. I don't know when, but I was sure I finally agreed to be her bitch, but the tickling still continued from my sister.
