“Halloween Night Hysterics” Part 4
~Hell~
The ticklers backed off, leaving the six exhausted women slouched in their chairs gasping for air. They were still locked in a line of stocks with their hands bound behind their backs. All of them were wholeheartedly regretting ever breaking into the old mansion to sneak around on Halloween night. Had they known a tickle porn video crew was already inside using the abandoned mansion as a makeshift studio for their tickle torture videos, the group never would have come here.
The Bride ordered the cameras be stopped while they set up for the next video, which was titled, “Hell”. The studio lights they had brought were dimmed significantly to help create a darker atmosphere. More pieces from a smashed wooden dresser were thrown into the fireplace to really get the flames high. This helped to light the room with firelight. The women’s arms were re-tied so that they were over their heads. The crew used a support beam in the master bedroom ceiling to secure the ropes. They hoisted the ladies’ arms above their heads until they were taught. Catwoman was given the job of coating the ladies’ soles with baby oil. She took a bottle of it and began applying the oil to their feet until they glistened and shined in the glow of the firelight.
Brittany was on the left end of the line of stocks. The tall, ditzy brunette had come to the abandoned mansion dressed as a sexy teacher. But now her hair was starting to come undone from her tight bun, her blouse and skirt appeared disheveled, and her tan pantyhose were ripped open even further. They hung loosely around her ankles in shreds, leaving her long, size 9.5 soles bare. Brittany wiggled her big, oiled soles about.
Sadie was sitting in the next chair over. The tan, half-Hispanic mixed girl was dressed up in a stereotypical French maid costume. Only now her maid cap was falling to one side, she had mascara rolling down the sides of her cheeks down onto her robust cleavage as her chest heaved up and down, and the tips of her black nylons had been ripped to expose her creamy, size 8.5 feet, which were now shiny with baby oil.
Zoey was the next woman in line. Her head was hung low as she debated whether or not she could even take anymore tickling. The petite blonde had come dressed as a hippie. Zoey wore a headband, a tie-dye shirt that was knotted in the middle, a trendy denim vest, and low-rise jeans that helped show off her exposed midriff. Her sandals had long since been removed, leaving her small, size 6 bare feet sticking out of the stock holes and glistening in the light.
Nikki was seated next to Zoey, her best friend. She was dressed as a Hooter’s waitress this year. Nikki had on the classic Hooter’s tank top, the orange booty shorts, and tan pantyhose. But now her tan hose had been torn down to her ankles, leaving her barefoot and exposed. Her bare size 8’s were shining with oil as Nikki fidgeted in her seat anxiously.
To Nikki’s left was her step-sister, Cassie. She and Nikki had been less than best friends growing up. In fact, that was the whole reason any of them had come to the old, creepy mansion. Cassie had bet her younger step-sister that she and her friends couldn’t last one hour in this place. But none of them had expected to stumble upon a sketchy tickle porn video shoot on Halloween night.
Cassie sat in her chair still breathing heavily. Her impressive cleavage rose and fell quickly as she sucked in air while she still could. The bitchy redhead decided to be an angel this year. Her costume included a gold headband, a white top and short skit, a brown belt around the midsection, small angel wings attached to her back, and white flats that had since been slipped off of her size 9 feet. Cassie’s broad, bare feet hung out in the open on the other side of her stocks and were slicked up with baby oil.
Cassie’s best friend was seated next to her. Alexis was dressed as a devil to be a nice counter to her friend’s costume. She had on little devil horns attached to a headband, a black choker necklace, a red low-cut tank top, black miniskirt, and red nylons that had been ripped open all the way down past her heels. Alexis twisted from side to side trying to find a way to loosen the knots. But she was stuck like the rest of them with her large, size 10 soles oiled and trapped.
Once all of the ladies were re-tied with their arms above their heads and their bare feet were freshly lathered with oil, The Bride ordered her thugs to retrieve several metal pots from the kitchen. While they were busy heading downstairs, The Witch and Catwoman went to each woman and started undressing them a little further.
Brittany’s blouse was unbuttoned slowly. She looked around with confusion and her questions went unanswered as her shirt was pulled open. Then her bra clasp was undone, leaving it loose around her shoulders as she gasped. A few quick snips with a pair of scissors and it fell from her, leaving her lovely B cups and firm, pointed nipples visible. More oil was added to make them slippery.
Sadie had her French maid outfit unlaced in the front. The tight top was pulled open, letting her sizable chest spill out. Sadie cursed and tried to turn away as her breasts were exposed. But all that did was make her gorgeous, tan jugs to jiggle back and forth. She had dark areoles with a dotted texture. Oil was smeared over her large chest, leaving her breasts shiny.
Zoey fidgeted around as her tie-dye shirt and denim vest were literally cut off off her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Zoey was left in a small, tan bra. But even that didn’t last. A few more snips and what little coverage she did have was taken from her. Zoey was nearly flat-chested. Her small mounds were dotted with stiff, pink nipples. Oil was applied to her chest as she squirmed and protested. Her upper body was now completely naked.
Nikki was wide-eyed as her Hooter’s tank top was pulled above her head. Then the blonde cutie gasped as her bra was cut away from her. Nikki’s perky breasts fell out of the bra as it was taken away from her. She whined and pouted as oil was smeared all around her wonderfully-shaped boobs and flawless nipples that rose like pink gumdrops.
Cassie glared back at The Witch as she rested her hands on her shoulders. The woman began cutting her white top in the middle, exposing Cassie’s white bra and smooshed cleavage. Cassie grunted with frustration as her bra was snipped off of her and pulled out from her ruined shirt. Her hefty, perfectly rounded tits were left bursting out of her tattered shirt. Her small, pink nipples both had silver ring piercings through them.
Alexis rolled her eyes and scoffed as her red tank top was pulled up over her head. Next, her silky, black bra was cut off of her. Alexis’ torso was left naked. Her medium-sized breasts and dark pink nipples were left exposed. She demanded, “Aw come on! Pull my shirt back down at least!
As the men returned with multiple silver pots from the kitchen, The Bride ordered the women be blindfolded as well. Catwoman saw to that. The men were pulled aside and told to fill the pots with hot coals from the fireplace. Then they were to place a pot on the floor under each girl’s feet so that the heat would rise up and warm their soles. This was to help the oil really soak in and get their feet nice and sensitive. The men did as they were told. Without a word, they began filling and placing the pots down at the base of the line of stocks. The glowing red and orange coals smoldered and the powerful heat emitted upward, slowly warming the women’s soles to an uncomfortable degree. Not so much that they were in danger of legitimately being burned, but enough heat that they shifted in their seats, wiggled their soles constantly, and cried out in confusion about why their feet were so hot. Since they couldn’t see what was going on through their blindfolds, the women were starting to panic. Why were their feet so hot all of the sudden?! What was going on?!
The Bride turned on her cameras and instructed their group to split up. Three would be in front randomly tickling the women’s feet and the others would need to go around behind them, tickling their upper bodies. The Clown, Jason, and Catwoman were instructed to handle their feet. The Bride took The Witch and Ghostface with her to the other side.
Sadie felt oily hands smearing the slippery substance across her underarms. She started shouting at whoever was touching her, not being able to actually see Ghostface behind her. There wasn’t anymore time for protesting once Ghostface began wiggling his fingers in Sadie’s outstretched armpits. The tan little firecracker erupted into rapid giggles and then full on belly laughter. The fingertips glided over her pale hollows with ease as she twisted and bucked in her seat. And the man took the liberty of moving his hands around in front of her to grope her impressive chest from time to time. Sadie growled and scoffed. She yelled at Ghostface, “Get your hands off my tits, you creep!”
Brittany was seated just to Sadie’s right and heard her laughing wildly again. She couldn’t see with the blindfold covering her eyes, but she could still hear what was going on. Brittany let out an extremely disappointed sigh and complained, “Aww...more tickling?” It was about that time that Brittany felt a hairbrush start sliding back and forth across both of her arches. She was sent into immediate, unexpected hysterics as the bristles bothered her shiny foot bottoms. Jason silently did his work and showed no mercy as Brittany thrashed and wiggled her feet. The oil and heat from the coals below had indeed made them quite sensitive.
Nikki couldn’t see anything, but she heard The Clown say, “Man oh man! Hubba hubba, beautiful! Where have you been all night? Lovely hooters ya got there. But enough about the goods. Let’s see if these sexy feet are as fun as they look, eh?” The Clown cackled behind his mask and flipped on an electric toothbrush. Nikki was creeped out by the pig of a man talking to her. She blushed as he commented on her breasts. And a cold tingle of fear spread through her body when she heard the dreaded electric toothbrush whirring to life. The bristles made contact with her succulent toes and sent Nikki into immediate hysterical laughter. The feeling of the rotating head swirling over her sensitive toe tips was unbearable.
Alexis shifted her big, oiled feet around uncomfortably. The heat from the coals was making her soles quite warm. Sadie grunted with frustration and yelled out to nobody in particular, “Ugh! God, it feels like my feet are roasting! What the fuck is that?! Somebody answer me!” Alexis got an answer, though it wasn’t the one she wanted. Catwoman had come over to her end and knelt down in front of her large soles. They were trapped dangling over the glowing hot coals and shining in their glow.
Catwoman teasingly said, “Well don’t you look scrumptious. I’m sure you have guys wanting to do this to you all the time but...I don’t think I can help myself.” Catwoman began sucking Alexis’ third and fourth toe on her right foot. Alexis screamed and kicked her feet in disgust. She couldn’t see what was going on, but she thought if felt disgusting. Catwoman flicked her tongue sensually along the undersides of Alexis’ toes. They indeed felt very warm from the heat. And had begun to sweat a little. Catwoman lapped at her toes anyway. She loved it. The crazy tickler took her time sucking Alexis’ long toes and even reached up and began slowly crawling her sharp fingernails along the tall brunette’s moisturized heels.
Zoey heard Sadie laughing to her right and her best friend, Nikki, losing her mind to her left. The small girl feast scared and prayed as hard as she could in hopes that the ticklers would somehow overlook her in all this chaos. Maybe she would go unbothered while they were busy dealing with her friends. She didn’t want to laugh anymore. And she wanted clothes to cover up with. It felt so awkward being totally naked from the waist up in front of so many people. But Zoey’s prayers went unanswered as she felt The Witch start coating her underarms and ribcage with oil as well. Zoey felt like she was going to hyperventilate when The Witch whispered to her, “I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of meeting tonight. But you’re a cute little thing. Let’s see if I can make you scream...” Zoey couldn’t see anything through her blindfold, but she shook her head back and forth desperately and begged for a pass. The Witch ignored her pleas and started giving Zoey a vicious rib tickling.
Cassie was the last one unbothered. She ground her teeth and waited in a silent rage for anyone to dare lay a finger on her. And then The Bride placed her hands on Cassie’s shoulders. Cassie immediately tried to shrug her away and began yelling back at her. The Bride simply told her, “My my...aren’t you quite the fighter. That’s okay, though. I enjoy breaking the strong ones.” Cassie pretended like she didn’t hear that last comment, yet she was very concerned. She felt The Bride smearing oil into her armpits and then she began to flick her nails around in them. Cassie couldn’t help herself. She shouted and bucked in her seat as her tender hollows were stroked.
The terrible tickling experience continued for Nikki’s group. All of their squirming and thrashing around along with the heat from the coals warming their feet so badly they could barely stand it was starting to make the ladies sweat. Small beads of sweat formed on their foreheads and their hair started to dampen.
The Witch continued skittering her long fingernails up and down Zoey’s ribs. The petite blonde’s laughing almost sounded like crying. The Witch worked down to her sensitive sides and then scrunched her nails back up over Zoey’s glistening ribs. She continued working her way up until she was able to scratch her nails in Zoey’s armpits. Her whole body was shaking with laughter as she felt The Witch tickling her sides. All Zoey could do was cry out, “HAHAHAHAHA!! STOP! HAHAHAHAHA!! I CAN’T BREATHE! HAHAHAHAHA!! PLEASE! ANYTHING ELSE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The Witch found her begging to be cute. She reached around and lightly trickled her fingernails over Zoey’s small mounds. She wasn’t laughing nearly as much, but she was still giggling and fidgeting. Zoey twisted around at the unusual sensations.
Jason brought his hairbrush over one spot and began scrubbing it along Sadie’s oiled size 8.5’s. Sadie was already laughing heavily from having her underarms tickled by Ghostface. But now she was going berserk in the stocks as she received it from both ends. Sadie’s swollen breasts jiggled to and fro in her unlaced French maid costume as she thrashed. The heat from the coals had made her soles extremely sensitive after baking the baby oil into her creamy skin. Sadie quickly fell into silent laughter as she continued to kick and wiggle. It was too much for the half-Latina. When Sadie finally got her voice back, she screamed, “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NO MORE!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP IT!! HAHAHAHA!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FEET TO MAKE THEM FEEL THIS WAY?! HAHAHAHA!!” Sadie bucked in her seat and flung her head back as she belted out laughter toward the ceiling.
After The Witch finished with Zoey, she snuck over to Brittany and began tickling the unsuspecting brunette’s sides under her blouse. Brittany jumped and was thrown back into laughter as nails skittered around under her shirt. Her perky tits jiggled and swayed while she tried twisting away. The Witch moved upward. Her dancing fingernails crawled up Brittany’s sides slowly, traveling up her ribs all the way until they worked their way into her sweating armpits. Brittany leaned her head back and let out unbridled laughter. She couldn’t handle the feeling of false security being shattered as her armpits were invaded under her shirt. Brittany screamed, “OH GOD NO!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! GET OUT OF THERE!! HAHAHAHAHA!! OH GOD, WHY IS IT SO HOT IN HERE?! HAHAHAHAHA!! MY FEET ARE ON FIRE!! HAHAHAHAHA!! GOD, IT FEELS LIKE YOU’RE COOKING THEM!! JESUS!!”
All of the women’s feet were getting quite hot dangling out over the pots of blistering coals. The oil had practically seeped into their skin as it warmed considerably, leaving them all unimaginably tender and sensitive. A fact that was not lost on Cassie as Catwoman joined The Bride in tormenting her. Cassie couldn’t see the giddy psychopath sit down in front of her feet. Her blindfold left her oblivious to anything except the feeling of The Bride’s damned fingernails lightly tracing over her oiled armpits. Cassie laughed and made very aggravated and pissed off grunts as she twisted back and forth. Her voluptuous jugs shook back and forth in her cut up angel costume.
Cassie’s laughter hit a new pitch when Catwoman’s claws started swiping across the bottoms of her wide, meaty size 9’s. Cassie shrieked and shook her head back and forth as she slipped briefly into silent laughter. Catwoman squealed with delight and commented, “Ooohhh! I love when the defiant ones finally break! So fun!” Then she crawled her pesky hands down in front and began sliding her nails across Cassie’s glistening breasts. Cassie snorted awkwardly as she laughed and squirmed to try and get The Bride’s hands away from her boobs. But it was a losing battle. Eventually she just resigned herself to the fact that her impressive breasts were going to be groped and tickled by that wretched woman.
Alexis was appreciative of her break from tickling. But whatever was heating up her feet was driving her mad. Alexis’ soles were so toasty that it was making her sweat. She shouted, “Why are my feet so fucking hot?! What are you weirdos doing?! My feet are on fire right now! Fuck, it feels like you’re roasting them! Ugh! They’re so sweaty!” Alexis never saw Ghostface sneak over behind her. She only felt him when he furiously scribbled his fingers along her sides. The tall girl dressed as a devil jumped out of her skin and exploded with raspy laughter. Alexis let loose wild laughter and tossed her long hair around as she flailed. Ghostface moved one hand up to grope her naked, glistening tits and brought the other hand down to play along her tummy and dip into her bellybutton. Alexis laughed and wiggled about. She cried out to him, “NOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP FEELING ME UP, YOU PERV! HAHAHAHA!! SHIT! LEAVE MY BELLY ALONE! HAHAHAHAHA!! I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU PEOPLE ARE FREAKS!!”
The Clown finally stopped buzzing Nikki’s toes with the electric toothbrush and went over to torment Zoey’s feet. Nikki rested her head against one of her outstretched arms and caught her breath. She never thought her toes could be that ticklish, but that heated oil soaking into her feet made them excruciatingly sensitive. However, Nikki’s relief didn’t last long. The Bride had been tickling Nikki’s older step-sister, Cassie, in the seat to her left. When she saw Nikki was free from tickling at the moment, she decided to include her once again. The Bride stood between the two step-sisters. She kept one hand in Cassie’s left armpit and reached over to sneak a hand in Nikki’s right armpit. Both ladies squealed and squirmed frantically as the long nails scratched and teased their oily, unguarded underarms. The blindfolded women both cranes their heads back and let laughter pour out of their open mouths as they suffered through the skilled armpit tickling.
Catwoman relished the sight of them laughing wildly at the hands of her boss. The Hooter’s waitress was crying laughter into her right arm as her body trembled. The angel was bucking in her seat and shaking her head about in protest. Both step-sisters’ bare, shiny breasts shook and jiggled as they laughed and squirmed around desperately. Catwoman followed The Bride’s example and scooted over so she was kneeling between the two sets of stocks. Then she began tickling Nikki’s exposed soles with one hand and Cassie’s meaty arches with her other. Both step-sisters were taken to a whole new level of suffering as they both screamed and then fell into silent laughter. Their bodies shook and their cheeks burned red as they struggled to recover from the agonizing tickling sensations plaguing their bodies.
The firelight danced on the helpless women’s bound, exposed bodies as they screamed with ticklish laughter. Their sweaty, oiled figures shifting one way and then another in a blind panic as they instinctively tried to get away from the tickling. It was a perfect representation of a ticklish Hell, just as The Bride had hoped it would be.
The Bride gave the order to halt the tickling. Then she addressed the line of blindfolded women. She asked, “I’m sure you’re all very tired at this point. So I’ll give you a choice in how the next part of the night goes. I will ask you all a simple question and you all must answer. Trick?...or Treat?”
There was a general confused response by what she meant. The women didn’t want to choose unless they knew for certain what each option entailed. The Bride explained, “It’s quite simple really. What would Halloween night be without a little Trick or Treating? Would you rather have a trick or a treat right now?”
The captive women were anxious, but unanimously replied, “Treat!”
The Bride smiled and replied, “Very well, then.”
The Bride gave secret instructions to her crew. Ghostface, The Clown, and Jason went around behind the line of women. They had a tray of delicious looking caramel apples. They took the apples and made each woman open up their mouth as wide as she could. The brutish thugs firmly stuck a caramel apple in each girl’s mouth and made her bite down on it. Now the women couldn’t see or talk other than some mumbled whining.
The Bride supervised as The Witch and Catwoman went down the line placing tiny sweets between each lady’s toes. Some had M&M’s nestled between their tootsies and some had miniature marshmallows wedged between their sweaty toes. The women couldn’t talk, but they whined and grumbled with confused grunts as they felt things placed in the gaps of their toes. The Bride explained, “Now don’t try to wiggle these little candies out from between your toes or you’ll regret it. I promise you. I want you all to concentrate on keeping those candy apples in your mouths for as long as you can. No matter what happens. If you drop your apple, you’ll be staying here for a while. But if you manage to keep it in your mouth, you’ll be set free. Is that understood?” The women didn’t like the sound of that, but they all nodded their heads in agreement.
By now, the treats that had been placed between the women’s toes were starting to warm up considerably from the considerable heat rising up from the coals below. Brittany, Zoey, and Cassie all had milk chocolate from melty M&M’s starting to rub off on their toes. Sadie, Nikki, and Alexis could all feel the warm mallow fluff starting to squish between their clenched toes as the heat continued to roast their soles like s’mores over a campfire.
Every tickler sat in front of a woman and then the order was given to begin the next phase of the “Hell” video. The men took off their Halloween masks. Not being able to see what was going on, the captive ladies were completely taken off guard when they felt mouths begin to engulf their toes and tongues starting to lick them.
Zoey’s toes were already starting to get messy from the melted chocolate rubbing off in the gaps. Then she felt Jason’s mouth slide down over her right foot. Since her feet were only a size 6, he could fit all five of her adorable toes in his mouth at once. Jason took powerful sucks and stroked his tongue along the bottoms of her toes with firm, strong licks. Zoey made a startled noise behind her giant apple and shook with muffled laughter as her tiny foot was sucked on. The sensations jarred her and were so unexpected, that shortly after Jason began sucking, Zoey’s apple fell from her mouth as she laughed and giggled. Zoey gasped at the fact that she already dropped it, but there wasn’t much she could do as Jason kept licking chocolate out of her toes.
On the far end, The Clown was enjoying tormenting the tall Alexis and her big size 10 feet. The marshmallows crammed in the crevices of her long, sweaty toes were now warm and sticky. The Clown was having a ball licking gooey mallow from her clenched tootsies. He teasingly told her, “Mmm sweet AND salty!” Alexis groaned behind her apple and bounced in her seat like she was throwing tantrum each time one of her toe crevices was licked clean. By the time The Clown made his way to her second and big toe, Alexis was frantically shaking her head back and forth. But that didn’t stop the sadistic clown. He wormed his strong tongue between her toes and tasted the marshmallow core inside. The candied apple fell down the front of her body as raspy laughter shot out of her mouth like a dam had broken open.
Sadie was shouting behind her apple as much as she could without it falling out. Her tan, lollipop toes had white marshmallow fluff seeping up out of them as she curled her tootsies down firmly. The heat was dissolving any rigidity the tiny mallows had, so now they pressed into every nook and crevice around her shapely toes. Sadie made disgusted grunts as she felt the goo squishing between her toes and along the undersides. The Witch loved it however. It gave her so much delicious fluff to lick and suck off. Sadie wailed and mumbled protests into her apple as drool tricked down the shiny skin of the fruit and dripped down onto her supple breasts. The Witch snuck a hand up and began to lightly flick and trace her long fingernails over the tender heels of Sadie’s size 8.5 feet. The captive half-Latina shook with suppressed laughter until eventually, the apple fell out of her mouth. Sadie managed to say through her girlish laughter, “Hahahaha! Hey! That’s not fair! Hahahahaha! You tickled me with your nails! Hahahaha!”
Brittany was pouting and whining loudly into her apple as she squirmed her size 9.5 feet around. Ghostface was enthusiastically sucking her long toes, making sure to lap up the melted milk chocolate from between her glistening tootsies. Brittany was laughing into the apple and couldn’t sit still in her seat. She hated the feeling of having candy eaten from between her toes. And it was especially hard to get enough air while she was laughing and had a huge apple shoved in her mouth. Ghostface commented, “Hey, you’re dressed as a teacher. I thought teachers liked getting apples?” As Ghostface made his way down to the gap between her fourth toe and pinky toe, Brittany was going crazy. She didn’t know why, but that toe crevice was just much more sensitive. As Ghostface flicked his tongue sloppily between her two trembling toes, Brittany felt like she would pass out if she didn’t get more air between her laughing fits. The sexy teacher dropped the apple out of her mouth and let herself laugh freely as she gasped for more air.
Cassie couldn’t stand Catwoman’s playful tongue flicking and lapping at the undersides of her size feet. In fact, Cassie was so determined to hold out and be set free that she curled her toes down as tight as she could to try and keep Catwoman’s tongue out from between them. Cassie couldn’t see the M&M’s that had been placed between her toes, but she felt the fragile candy shell give way and the warm milk chocolate squeeze between her scrunched toes. But regardless of how tightly Cassie curled her toes, Catwoman’s curious tongue was able to work its way into the toe gaps and tease out some of the chocolate. Eventually, Cassie lost her grip on her laughter and accidentally bit through her apple. A small chunk was taken out of it as it rolled down to the floor, leaving Cassie on the losing end of the bet.
Nikki knew what was at stake. She was trying her hardest not to lose her apple as she felt The Bride sensually sucking her toes and sliding her tongue around between them. Nikki’s toe crevices were stuffed with marshmallows, which by now had melted into gooey fluff from the warmth of the coals. Nikki was holding strong for the moment. But the slow, thorough toe sucking was agonizing. Nikki laughed behind her apple and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her jittery size 8 feet could barely tolerate the warm tongue licking between her toes.
The Bride was licking the mallow from between Nikki’s tootsies when suddenly, she started giving her toes playful little nibbles as well. Nikki could barely handle the toe sucking to begin with, but the feeling of teeth gently scrunching over her tender toe tips was surprisingly sensitive. Nikki jolted and cried out with laughter. In a moment of weakness, her apple fell to the floor. Nikki was crushed. She wanted to cry.
The Bride looked around and announced to the group, “Well, doesn’t look like we have any winners. Guess you’ll all be staying for my last video!”
TO BE CONTINUED...
~Hell~
The ticklers backed off, leaving the six exhausted women slouched in their chairs gasping for air. They were still locked in a line of stocks with their hands bound behind their backs. All of them were wholeheartedly regretting ever breaking into the old mansion to sneak around on Halloween night. Had they known a tickle porn video crew was already inside using the abandoned mansion as a makeshift studio for their tickle torture videos, the group never would have come here.
The Bride ordered the cameras be stopped while they set up for the next video, which was titled, “Hell”. The studio lights they had brought were dimmed significantly to help create a darker atmosphere. More pieces from a smashed wooden dresser were thrown into the fireplace to really get the flames high. This helped to light the room with firelight. The women’s arms were re-tied so that they were over their heads. The crew used a support beam in the master bedroom ceiling to secure the ropes. They hoisted the ladies’ arms above their heads until they were taught. Catwoman was given the job of coating the ladies’ soles with baby oil. She took a bottle of it and began applying the oil to their feet until they glistened and shined in the glow of the firelight.
Brittany was on the left end of the line of stocks. The tall, ditzy brunette had come to the abandoned mansion dressed as a sexy teacher. But now her hair was starting to come undone from her tight bun, her blouse and skirt appeared disheveled, and her tan pantyhose were ripped open even further. They hung loosely around her ankles in shreds, leaving her long, size 9.5 soles bare. Brittany wiggled her big, oiled soles about.
Sadie was sitting in the next chair over. The tan, half-Hispanic mixed girl was dressed up in a stereotypical French maid costume. Only now her maid cap was falling to one side, she had mascara rolling down the sides of her cheeks down onto her robust cleavage as her chest heaved up and down, and the tips of her black nylons had been ripped to expose her creamy, size 8.5 feet, which were now shiny with baby oil.
Zoey was the next woman in line. Her head was hung low as she debated whether or not she could even take anymore tickling. The petite blonde had come dressed as a hippie. Zoey wore a headband, a tie-dye shirt that was knotted in the middle, a trendy denim vest, and low-rise jeans that helped show off her exposed midriff. Her sandals had long since been removed, leaving her small, size 6 bare feet sticking out of the stock holes and glistening in the light.
Nikki was seated next to Zoey, her best friend. She was dressed as a Hooter’s waitress this year. Nikki had on the classic Hooter’s tank top, the orange booty shorts, and tan pantyhose. But now her tan hose had been torn down to her ankles, leaving her barefoot and exposed. Her bare size 8’s were shining with oil as Nikki fidgeted in her seat anxiously.
To Nikki’s left was her step-sister, Cassie. She and Nikki had been less than best friends growing up. In fact, that was the whole reason any of them had come to the old, creepy mansion. Cassie had bet her younger step-sister that she and her friends couldn’t last one hour in this place. But none of them had expected to stumble upon a sketchy tickle porn video shoot on Halloween night.
Cassie sat in her chair still breathing heavily. Her impressive cleavage rose and fell quickly as she sucked in air while she still could. The bitchy redhead decided to be an angel this year. Her costume included a gold headband, a white top and short skit, a brown belt around the midsection, small angel wings attached to her back, and white flats that had since been slipped off of her size 9 feet. Cassie’s broad, bare feet hung out in the open on the other side of her stocks and were slicked up with baby oil.
Cassie’s best friend was seated next to her. Alexis was dressed as a devil to be a nice counter to her friend’s costume. She had on little devil horns attached to a headband, a black choker necklace, a red low-cut tank top, black miniskirt, and red nylons that had been ripped open all the way down past her heels. Alexis twisted from side to side trying to find a way to loosen the knots. But she was stuck like the rest of them with her large, size 10 soles oiled and trapped.
Once all of the ladies were re-tied with their arms above their heads and their bare feet were freshly lathered with oil, The Bride ordered her thugs to retrieve several metal pots from the kitchen. While they were busy heading downstairs, The Witch and Catwoman went to each woman and started undressing them a little further.
Brittany’s blouse was unbuttoned slowly. She looked around with confusion and her questions went unanswered as her shirt was pulled open. Then her bra clasp was undone, leaving it loose around her shoulders as she gasped. A few quick snips with a pair of scissors and it fell from her, leaving her lovely B cups and firm, pointed nipples visible. More oil was added to make them slippery.
Sadie had her French maid outfit unlaced in the front. The tight top was pulled open, letting her sizable chest spill out. Sadie cursed and tried to turn away as her breasts were exposed. But all that did was make her gorgeous, tan jugs to jiggle back and forth. She had dark areoles with a dotted texture. Oil was smeared over her large chest, leaving her breasts shiny.
Zoey fidgeted around as her tie-dye shirt and denim vest were literally cut off off her. She couldn’t believe this was happening. Zoey was left in a small, tan bra. But even that didn’t last. A few more snips and what little coverage she did have was taken from her. Zoey was nearly flat-chested. Her small mounds were dotted with stiff, pink nipples. Oil was applied to her chest as she squirmed and protested. Her upper body was now completely naked.
Nikki was wide-eyed as her Hooter’s tank top was pulled above her head. Then the blonde cutie gasped as her bra was cut away from her. Nikki’s perky breasts fell out of the bra as it was taken away from her. She whined and pouted as oil was smeared all around her wonderfully-shaped boobs and flawless nipples that rose like pink gumdrops.
Cassie glared back at The Witch as she rested her hands on her shoulders. The woman began cutting her white top in the middle, exposing Cassie’s white bra and smooshed cleavage. Cassie grunted with frustration as her bra was snipped off of her and pulled out from her ruined shirt. Her hefty, perfectly rounded tits were left bursting out of her tattered shirt. Her small, pink nipples both had silver ring piercings through them.
Alexis rolled her eyes and scoffed as her red tank top was pulled up over her head. Next, her silky, black bra was cut off of her. Alexis’ torso was left naked. Her medium-sized breasts and dark pink nipples were left exposed. She demanded, “Aw come on! Pull my shirt back down at least!
As the men returned with multiple silver pots from the kitchen, The Bride ordered the women be blindfolded as well. Catwoman saw to that. The men were pulled aside and told to fill the pots with hot coals from the fireplace. Then they were to place a pot on the floor under each girl’s feet so that the heat would rise up and warm their soles. This was to help the oil really soak in and get their feet nice and sensitive. The men did as they were told. Without a word, they began filling and placing the pots down at the base of the line of stocks. The glowing red and orange coals smoldered and the powerful heat emitted upward, slowly warming the women’s soles to an uncomfortable degree. Not so much that they were in danger of legitimately being burned, but enough heat that they shifted in their seats, wiggled their soles constantly, and cried out in confusion about why their feet were so hot. Since they couldn’t see what was going on through their blindfolds, the women were starting to panic. Why were their feet so hot all of the sudden?! What was going on?!
The Bride turned on her cameras and instructed their group to split up. Three would be in front randomly tickling the women’s feet and the others would need to go around behind them, tickling their upper bodies. The Clown, Jason, and Catwoman were instructed to handle their feet. The Bride took The Witch and Ghostface with her to the other side.
Sadie felt oily hands smearing the slippery substance across her underarms. She started shouting at whoever was touching her, not being able to actually see Ghostface behind her. There wasn’t anymore time for protesting once Ghostface began wiggling his fingers in Sadie’s outstretched armpits. The tan little firecracker erupted into rapid giggles and then full on belly laughter. The fingertips glided over her pale hollows with ease as she twisted and bucked in her seat. And the man took the liberty of moving his hands around in front of her to grope her impressive chest from time to time. Sadie growled and scoffed. She yelled at Ghostface, “Get your hands off my tits, you creep!”
Brittany was seated just to Sadie’s right and heard her laughing wildly again. She couldn’t see with the blindfold covering her eyes, but she could still hear what was going on. Brittany let out an extremely disappointed sigh and complained, “Aww...more tickling?” It was about that time that Brittany felt a hairbrush start sliding back and forth across both of her arches. She was sent into immediate, unexpected hysterics as the bristles bothered her shiny foot bottoms. Jason silently did his work and showed no mercy as Brittany thrashed and wiggled her feet. The oil and heat from the coals below had indeed made them quite sensitive.
Nikki couldn’t see anything, but she heard The Clown say, “Man oh man! Hubba hubba, beautiful! Where have you been all night? Lovely hooters ya got there. But enough about the goods. Let’s see if these sexy feet are as fun as they look, eh?” The Clown cackled behind his mask and flipped on an electric toothbrush. Nikki was creeped out by the pig of a man talking to her. She blushed as he commented on her breasts. And a cold tingle of fear spread through her body when she heard the dreaded electric toothbrush whirring to life. The bristles made contact with her succulent toes and sent Nikki into immediate hysterical laughter. The feeling of the rotating head swirling over her sensitive toe tips was unbearable.
Alexis shifted her big, oiled feet around uncomfortably. The heat from the coals was making her soles quite warm. Sadie grunted with frustration and yelled out to nobody in particular, “Ugh! God, it feels like my feet are roasting! What the fuck is that?! Somebody answer me!” Alexis got an answer, though it wasn’t the one she wanted. Catwoman had come over to her end and knelt down in front of her large soles. They were trapped dangling over the glowing hot coals and shining in their glow.
Catwoman teasingly said, “Well don’t you look scrumptious. I’m sure you have guys wanting to do this to you all the time but...I don’t think I can help myself.” Catwoman began sucking Alexis’ third and fourth toe on her right foot. Alexis screamed and kicked her feet in disgust. She couldn’t see what was going on, but she thought if felt disgusting. Catwoman flicked her tongue sensually along the undersides of Alexis’ toes. They indeed felt very warm from the heat. And had begun to sweat a little. Catwoman lapped at her toes anyway. She loved it. The crazy tickler took her time sucking Alexis’ long toes and even reached up and began slowly crawling her sharp fingernails along the tall brunette’s moisturized heels.
Zoey heard Sadie laughing to her right and her best friend, Nikki, losing her mind to her left. The small girl feast scared and prayed as hard as she could in hopes that the ticklers would somehow overlook her in all this chaos. Maybe she would go unbothered while they were busy dealing with her friends. She didn’t want to laugh anymore. And she wanted clothes to cover up with. It felt so awkward being totally naked from the waist up in front of so many people. But Zoey’s prayers went unanswered as she felt The Witch start coating her underarms and ribcage with oil as well. Zoey felt like she was going to hyperventilate when The Witch whispered to her, “I don’t believe we’ve had the pleasure of meeting tonight. But you’re a cute little thing. Let’s see if I can make you scream...” Zoey couldn’t see anything through her blindfold, but she shook her head back and forth desperately and begged for a pass. The Witch ignored her pleas and started giving Zoey a vicious rib tickling.
Cassie was the last one unbothered. She ground her teeth and waited in a silent rage for anyone to dare lay a finger on her. And then The Bride placed her hands on Cassie’s shoulders. Cassie immediately tried to shrug her away and began yelling back at her. The Bride simply told her, “My my...aren’t you quite the fighter. That’s okay, though. I enjoy breaking the strong ones.” Cassie pretended like she didn’t hear that last comment, yet she was very concerned. She felt The Bride smearing oil into her armpits and then she began to flick her nails around in them. Cassie couldn’t help herself. She shouted and bucked in her seat as her tender hollows were stroked.
The terrible tickling experience continued for Nikki’s group. All of their squirming and thrashing around along with the heat from the coals warming their feet so badly they could barely stand it was starting to make the ladies sweat. Small beads of sweat formed on their foreheads and their hair started to dampen.
The Witch continued skittering her long fingernails up and down Zoey’s ribs. The petite blonde’s laughing almost sounded like crying. The Witch worked down to her sensitive sides and then scrunched her nails back up over Zoey’s glistening ribs. She continued working her way up until she was able to scratch her nails in Zoey’s armpits. Her whole body was shaking with laughter as she felt The Witch tickling her sides. All Zoey could do was cry out, “HAHAHAHAHA!! STOP! HAHAHAHAHA!! I CAN’T BREATHE! HAHAHAHAHA!! PLEASE! ANYTHING ELSE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!” The Witch found her begging to be cute. She reached around and lightly trickled her fingernails over Zoey’s small mounds. She wasn’t laughing nearly as much, but she was still giggling and fidgeting. Zoey twisted around at the unusual sensations.
Jason brought his hairbrush over one spot and began scrubbing it along Sadie’s oiled size 8.5’s. Sadie was already laughing heavily from having her underarms tickled by Ghostface. But now she was going berserk in the stocks as she received it from both ends. Sadie’s swollen breasts jiggled to and fro in her unlaced French maid costume as she thrashed. The heat from the coals had made her soles extremely sensitive after baking the baby oil into her creamy skin. Sadie quickly fell into silent laughter as she continued to kick and wiggle. It was too much for the half-Latina. When Sadie finally got her voice back, she screamed, “AAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA!! NO MORE!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP IT!! HAHAHAHA!! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY FEET TO MAKE THEM FEEL THIS WAY?! HAHAHAHA!!” Sadie bucked in her seat and flung her head back as she belted out laughter toward the ceiling.
After The Witch finished with Zoey, she snuck over to Brittany and began tickling the unsuspecting brunette’s sides under her blouse. Brittany jumped and was thrown back into laughter as nails skittered around under her shirt. Her perky tits jiggled and swayed while she tried twisting away. The Witch moved upward. Her dancing fingernails crawled up Brittany’s sides slowly, traveling up her ribs all the way until they worked their way into her sweating armpits. Brittany leaned her head back and let out unbridled laughter. She couldn’t handle the feeling of false security being shattered as her armpits were invaded under her shirt. Brittany screamed, “OH GOD NO!! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! GET OUT OF THERE!! HAHAHAHAHA!! OH GOD, WHY IS IT SO HOT IN HERE?! HAHAHAHAHA!! MY FEET ARE ON FIRE!! HAHAHAHAHA!! GOD, IT FEELS LIKE YOU’RE COOKING THEM!! JESUS!!”
All of the women’s feet were getting quite hot dangling out over the pots of blistering coals. The oil had practically seeped into their skin as it warmed considerably, leaving them all unimaginably tender and sensitive. A fact that was not lost on Cassie as Catwoman joined The Bride in tormenting her. Cassie couldn’t see the giddy psychopath sit down in front of her feet. Her blindfold left her oblivious to anything except the feeling of The Bride’s damned fingernails lightly tracing over her oiled armpits. Cassie laughed and made very aggravated and pissed off grunts as she twisted back and forth. Her voluptuous jugs shook back and forth in her cut up angel costume.
Cassie’s laughter hit a new pitch when Catwoman’s claws started swiping across the bottoms of her wide, meaty size 9’s. Cassie shrieked and shook her head back and forth as she slipped briefly into silent laughter. Catwoman squealed with delight and commented, “Ooohhh! I love when the defiant ones finally break! So fun!” Then she crawled her pesky hands down in front and began sliding her nails across Cassie’s glistening breasts. Cassie snorted awkwardly as she laughed and squirmed to try and get The Bride’s hands away from her boobs. But it was a losing battle. Eventually she just resigned herself to the fact that her impressive breasts were going to be groped and tickled by that wretched woman.
Alexis was appreciative of her break from tickling. But whatever was heating up her feet was driving her mad. Alexis’ soles were so toasty that it was making her sweat. She shouted, “Why are my feet so fucking hot?! What are you weirdos doing?! My feet are on fire right now! Fuck, it feels like you’re roasting them! Ugh! They’re so sweaty!” Alexis never saw Ghostface sneak over behind her. She only felt him when he furiously scribbled his fingers along her sides. The tall girl dressed as a devil jumped out of her skin and exploded with raspy laughter. Alexis let loose wild laughter and tossed her long hair around as she flailed. Ghostface moved one hand up to grope her naked, glistening tits and brought the other hand down to play along her tummy and dip into her bellybutton. Alexis laughed and wiggled about. She cried out to him, “NOOO! HAHAHAHAHAHA!! STOP FEELING ME UP, YOU PERV! HAHAHAHA!! SHIT! LEAVE MY BELLY ALONE! HAHAHAHAHA!! I SWEAR TO GOD, YOU PEOPLE ARE FREAKS!!”
The Clown finally stopped buzzing Nikki’s toes with the electric toothbrush and went over to torment Zoey’s feet. Nikki rested her head against one of her outstretched arms and caught her breath. She never thought her toes could be that ticklish, but that heated oil soaking into her feet made them excruciatingly sensitive. However, Nikki’s relief didn’t last long. The Bride had been tickling Nikki’s older step-sister, Cassie, in the seat to her left. When she saw Nikki was free from tickling at the moment, she decided to include her once again. The Bride stood between the two step-sisters. She kept one hand in Cassie’s left armpit and reached over to sneak a hand in Nikki’s right armpit. Both ladies squealed and squirmed frantically as the long nails scratched and teased their oily, unguarded underarms. The blindfolded women both cranes their heads back and let laughter pour out of their open mouths as they suffered through the skilled armpit tickling.
Catwoman relished the sight of them laughing wildly at the hands of her boss. The Hooter’s waitress was crying laughter into her right arm as her body trembled. The angel was bucking in her seat and shaking her head about in protest. Both step-sisters’ bare, shiny breasts shook and jiggled as they laughed and squirmed around desperately. Catwoman followed The Bride’s example and scooted over so she was kneeling between the two sets of stocks. Then she began tickling Nikki’s exposed soles with one hand and Cassie’s meaty arches with her other. Both step-sisters were taken to a whole new level of suffering as they both screamed and then fell into silent laughter. Their bodies shook and their cheeks burned red as they struggled to recover from the agonizing tickling sensations plaguing their bodies.
The firelight danced on the helpless women’s bound, exposed bodies as they screamed with ticklish laughter. Their sweaty, oiled figures shifting one way and then another in a blind panic as they instinctively tried to get away from the tickling. It was a perfect representation of a ticklish Hell, just as The Bride had hoped it would be.
The Bride gave the order to halt the tickling. Then she addressed the line of blindfolded women. She asked, “I’m sure you’re all very tired at this point. So I’ll give you a choice in how the next part of the night goes. I will ask you all a simple question and you all must answer. Trick?...or Treat?”
There was a general confused response by what she meant. The women didn’t want to choose unless they knew for certain what each option entailed. The Bride explained, “It’s quite simple really. What would Halloween night be without a little Trick or Treating? Would you rather have a trick or a treat right now?”
The captive women were anxious, but unanimously replied, “Treat!”
The Bride smiled and replied, “Very well, then.”
The Bride gave secret instructions to her crew. Ghostface, The Clown, and Jason went around behind the line of women. They had a tray of delicious looking caramel apples. They took the apples and made each woman open up their mouth as wide as she could. The brutish thugs firmly stuck a caramel apple in each girl’s mouth and made her bite down on it. Now the women couldn’t see or talk other than some mumbled whining.
The Bride supervised as The Witch and Catwoman went down the line placing tiny sweets between each lady’s toes. Some had M&M’s nestled between their tootsies and some had miniature marshmallows wedged between their sweaty toes. The women couldn’t talk, but they whined and grumbled with confused grunts as they felt things placed in the gaps of their toes. The Bride explained, “Now don’t try to wiggle these little candies out from between your toes or you’ll regret it. I promise you. I want you all to concentrate on keeping those candy apples in your mouths for as long as you can. No matter what happens. If you drop your apple, you’ll be staying here for a while. But if you manage to keep it in your mouth, you’ll be set free. Is that understood?” The women didn’t like the sound of that, but they all nodded their heads in agreement.
By now, the treats that had been placed between the women’s toes were starting to warm up considerably from the considerable heat rising up from the coals below. Brittany, Zoey, and Cassie all had milk chocolate from melty M&M’s starting to rub off on their toes. Sadie, Nikki, and Alexis could all feel the warm mallow fluff starting to squish between their clenched toes as the heat continued to roast their soles like s’mores over a campfire.
Every tickler sat in front of a woman and then the order was given to begin the next phase of the “Hell” video. The men took off their Halloween masks. Not being able to see what was going on, the captive ladies were completely taken off guard when they felt mouths begin to engulf their toes and tongues starting to lick them.
Zoey’s toes were already starting to get messy from the melted chocolate rubbing off in the gaps. Then she felt Jason’s mouth slide down over her right foot. Since her feet were only a size 6, he could fit all five of her adorable toes in his mouth at once. Jason took powerful sucks and stroked his tongue along the bottoms of her toes with firm, strong licks. Zoey made a startled noise behind her giant apple and shook with muffled laughter as her tiny foot was sucked on. The sensations jarred her and were so unexpected, that shortly after Jason began sucking, Zoey’s apple fell from her mouth as she laughed and giggled. Zoey gasped at the fact that she already dropped it, but there wasn’t much she could do as Jason kept licking chocolate out of her toes.
On the far end, The Clown was enjoying tormenting the tall Alexis and her big size 10 feet. The marshmallows crammed in the crevices of her long, sweaty toes were now warm and sticky. The Clown was having a ball licking gooey mallow from her clenched tootsies. He teasingly told her, “Mmm sweet AND salty!” Alexis groaned behind her apple and bounced in her seat like she was throwing tantrum each time one of her toe crevices was licked clean. By the time The Clown made his way to her second and big toe, Alexis was frantically shaking her head back and forth. But that didn’t stop the sadistic clown. He wormed his strong tongue between her toes and tasted the marshmallow core inside. The candied apple fell down the front of her body as raspy laughter shot out of her mouth like a dam had broken open.
Sadie was shouting behind her apple as much as she could without it falling out. Her tan, lollipop toes had white marshmallow fluff seeping up out of them as she curled her tootsies down firmly. The heat was dissolving any rigidity the tiny mallows had, so now they pressed into every nook and crevice around her shapely toes. Sadie made disgusted grunts as she felt the goo squishing between her toes and along the undersides. The Witch loved it however. It gave her so much delicious fluff to lick and suck off. Sadie wailed and mumbled protests into her apple as drool tricked down the shiny skin of the fruit and dripped down onto her supple breasts. The Witch snuck a hand up and began to lightly flick and trace her long fingernails over the tender heels of Sadie’s size 8.5 feet. The captive half-Latina shook with suppressed laughter until eventually, the apple fell out of her mouth. Sadie managed to say through her girlish laughter, “Hahahaha! Hey! That’s not fair! Hahahahaha! You tickled me with your nails! Hahahaha!”
Brittany was pouting and whining loudly into her apple as she squirmed her size 9.5 feet around. Ghostface was enthusiastically sucking her long toes, making sure to lap up the melted milk chocolate from between her glistening tootsies. Brittany was laughing into the apple and couldn’t sit still in her seat. She hated the feeling of having candy eaten from between her toes. And it was especially hard to get enough air while she was laughing and had a huge apple shoved in her mouth. Ghostface commented, “Hey, you’re dressed as a teacher. I thought teachers liked getting apples?” As Ghostface made his way down to the gap between her fourth toe and pinky toe, Brittany was going crazy. She didn’t know why, but that toe crevice was just much more sensitive. As Ghostface flicked his tongue sloppily between her two trembling toes, Brittany felt like she would pass out if she didn’t get more air between her laughing fits. The sexy teacher dropped the apple out of her mouth and let herself laugh freely as she gasped for more air.
Cassie couldn’t stand Catwoman’s playful tongue flicking and lapping at the undersides of her size feet. In fact, Cassie was so determined to hold out and be set free that she curled her toes down as tight as she could to try and keep Catwoman’s tongue out from between them. Cassie couldn’t see the M&M’s that had been placed between her toes, but she felt the fragile candy shell give way and the warm milk chocolate squeeze between her scrunched toes. But regardless of how tightly Cassie curled her toes, Catwoman’s curious tongue was able to work its way into the toe gaps and tease out some of the chocolate. Eventually, Cassie lost her grip on her laughter and accidentally bit through her apple. A small chunk was taken out of it as it rolled down to the floor, leaving Cassie on the losing end of the bet.
Nikki knew what was at stake. She was trying her hardest not to lose her apple as she felt The Bride sensually sucking her toes and sliding her tongue around between them. Nikki’s toe crevices were stuffed with marshmallows, which by now had melted into gooey fluff from the warmth of the coals. Nikki was holding strong for the moment. But the slow, thorough toe sucking was agonizing. Nikki laughed behind her apple and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Her jittery size 8 feet could barely tolerate the warm tongue licking between her toes.
The Bride was licking the mallow from between Nikki’s tootsies when suddenly, she started giving her toes playful little nibbles as well. Nikki could barely handle the toe sucking to begin with, but the feeling of teeth gently scrunching over her tender toe tips was surprisingly sensitive. Nikki jolted and cried out with laughter. In a moment of weakness, her apple fell to the floor. Nikki was crushed. She wanted to cry.
The Bride looked around and announced to the group, “Well, doesn’t look like we have any winners. Guess you’ll all be staying for my last video!”
TO BE CONTINUED...
