InterrogationAI
TMF Poster
- Joined
- Jul 14, 2021
- Messages
- 108
- Points
- 16
Characters
Samantha: Dominant
Somewhat short with a thin but strong figure due to regular exercise with B cup breasts, dusty colored skin, hazel eyes, and raven hair. Hair is often long and done in a ponytail while she paints her lips, fingernails, toenails chocolate brown. A skillful investment have given her plenty of free time, disposable income, and a comfortable standard of living if not overly extravagant by dominant standards.
Alina: Submissive
Medium height with a what may be described as a slightly plump hourglass figure that give her a soft appearance and double D breasts, light skinned with freckles on her face and across the tops of her breasts, copper hair, and emerald eyes. Her hair is normally in a bobbed cut and she does not wear any nail polish. Friendly but while not vice ridden, she has a significant gambling problem that constantly frustrates her girlfriend.
Morgan: Dominant
Somewhat short with an average figure and pert C cup breasts, chocolate colored skin, hazel eyes, and keeps her heir hair closely shaven. She is a successful business woman and likes to wear fine suits to emphasize this, she was able to open her own casino with startup money from her friends with the biggest doner being Samantha who she is very close to.
Samantha was slowly moving up in the world, nine months ago she had applied to be a dominant with her friends’ encouragement and was surprised to have her request accepted and become a dominant in a matter of days. Her increase in status gave her increased opportunities as she joined several different investment groups and used her skill to significantly increase her wealth and back her income with conservative investments. She was able to move out of her large apartment and get a house of her own, a small two-story chateau with a large basement she converted into a dungeon. Her girlfriend Alina moved in with her but she has not purchased any slaves and continues to save her money, taking things as slowly and cautiously as she always had. The primary friction in her life was unfortunately her girlfriend, while they were in love, they had some personal lifestyle differences. Alina did not want to take tickling as far as Samantha did and would not want to submit herself to full hour tickle sessions in the dungeon, while Alina was fine with Samantha renting slaves for long duration tickle sessions in the dungeon and even floated the idea of her getting a slave but Samantha seldom took this liberty. For her part Alina had a significant gambling problem which had gotten significantly worse since Samantha had become a dominant partially so that she could buy Alina if her gambling reduced her to slavery, Alina had taken to going to a near by casino run by Samantha’s friend Morgan just a little before Samantha became a dominant and keep telling her that her gambling was not a problem and her luck would always turn before she was reduced to the slave class.
Samantha was nearing the end of a thirty-minute tickle session with Alina, currently Samantha was nearly naked with just a set of black silken boy shorts. Alina was even more exposed than her girlfriend, completely naked except for a bright red blindfold and the soft leather cuffs binding her to the four-poster bed in a tight spread eagle. Samantha sat straddling her girlfriend’s hips to stop her from rolling and was teasing her breasts with soft feathers, eliciting a constant stream of soft giggles and moans from the sensitive form beneath her as the feathers circles the erect nipples and occasionally swept along the sides or undersides of the breasts to elect a quick squeak or chortle as her girlfriend strained against her bonds. The session had not started out with this sort of erotic tickle teasing and had instead started out with far more intense tickling, immediately tormenting her soft sensitive belly with aggressive tickling. Sitting astride her girlfriend’s hips Samantha had immediately started to squeeze her sides quickly before dragging and spidering her nails across the sensitive belly and occasionally dipping a nail into the quivering bellybutton, instantly drawing a shriek from her victim that quickly broke into uncontrolled laughter as she fruitlessly tried to writhe out of the way. Samantha continued working across Alina’s helpless belly for just over fifteen minutes until she was gasping and shivering with silent laughter and tears were leaking out from beneath her blindfold, then she switched to slow erotic tickling of Alina’s breasts as she kept her near the edge of climax by tickling around her nipples but never allowed her to reach it as she switched to tickling the undersides of her breasts whenever she got too close. Samantha noticed she had just over a minute left so she switched tasks, she set down her feathers and picked up a pair of electric toothbrushes and turned them on before quickly pressing the spinning brushes directly onto her girlfriend’s nipples. Alina immediately inhaled deeply before breaking into heavy lustful laughter as she strained against her bonds, Samantha quickly turned off the brushes and set them aside then picked up a vibrating wand then pressed it against Aliana’s dripping pussy causing her to start shaking her head back and forth and begging softly. Within a few short moments Aliana’s body shuddered and she cried out as she climaxed then went still as Samantha turned off the want and set it aside as the thirty minutes ended and she moved up to place her mouth by her girlfriends’ ear and whispered.
Samantha “Would you like to go for another thirty minutes or perhaps and hour?”
Alina “N-no thanks, hah ahh, this is enough good.”
Samantha restrained her disappointment as she started to unbuckle her sweating girlfriend, the answer was disappointing but not at all surprising. Now that she had her own dungeon she took the opportunity to work out this desire and one or two times a month when her girlfriend was out gambling she would rent a slave that resembled her and subject them to grueling multi-hour tickle and forced orgasm sessions in her dungeon, she remembered just last week she had stretched a slave bowstring taut on her rack and mercilessly tickled her for five hours straight as she forced nine orgasms from her quivering flesh. For now she was somewhat satisfied as she lay in bed with her girlfriends soft body embraced her murmuring softly, she sighed and settled in for a mid-day nap.
Alina woke up to see she was alone in bed and figured that Samantha must be downstairs, she got up stretched and put on some cloths and prepped for the evening. She put on ruby red lipstick and nail polish, then put on some red silk lace underwear, a short cut red sequined strapless dress, and a pair of ankle strap sandals with one-inch heels. This done she headed downstairs to say goodbye to Samantha before she headed to the casino, she hoped that they would not get into an argument about her gambling due to the session they had just had. When she got down the stairs she saw her girlfriend in the dining room drinking a cup of coffee and reading off a tablet, Alina wrapped her arms around Samantha’s shoulders and kissed her on the cheek leaving a lipstick print on her cheek. Samantha sighed and looked up at her.
Samantha “Your going to the casino right? You know I only bother you about your gambling because I worry about you right?”
Alina “You worry to much my luck always turns, I have had a bit of a losing streak but I have a good feeling about tonight. Wish me luck!”
Samantha stiffened briefly then nodded and waved Alina goodbye; Alina felt a twinge of guilt but brushed it off as she knew she would show her girlfriend that she could trust her luck. After all it would only take a few good spins of the roulette table before she had made her money back.
Alina arrived at Morgan’s casino, the Friendly Die, and went in through the front door and saw the open floor before her and proceeded to the roulette tables as her favorite. For a while her bets were good and she was making money as lady luck was on her side and the ball always seemed to land where she needed it to, but then fortune started to turn against her as she lost her winnings and the chips she bought with the money she brought in with her. Part of the reason she liked the Friendly Die is their policy on chips, while you could purchase chips from the counter as normal they also offered loans on chips so you could gamble with more money than you entered or get back in the game when you were out of chips. She had taken advantage of this policy from time to time and been able to win big or recoup her losses for the night to leave with near what she had entered with, this is a policy she had already taken advantage of twice tonight. She watched the table as a bead of sweat dripped down her forehead as she decided what bet she wanted to place as she was far behind and needed to get ahead and quick, she thought of an inside bet but quickly decided to put everything on the first dozen instead as a 2:1 bet to give her some breathing room. She held her breath as the wheel spun gasped as the ball landed on the result, seventeen and she just lost what she had. She quickly turned away and started to head to the cashier.
Alina: “Shoot, shoot, shoot. Ok, calm down. I’ve been in worse situations; I just need to get a new round of chips and make back what I have lost.”
She quickly weaved her way through the crowd and paced up to the cashier, while she had not been to many other casinos this ones cashier stand was unique. The “cage” that separated the cashier from the cliental looked normal at first glance but on closer examination was divided in half with one side containing the cashier who was separated from the other side which contained a richly upholstered chair, the client would sit in the chair and make their purchases or cash out. She approached the cage and at a nod from the cashier entered into the client side of the cage.
Cashier: “So what would you like to do today, purchase chips, cash out, or purchase chips on loan?”
Alina: “I would like to purchase a new round of chips on loan.”
Cashier: “Hmm, Oh. I’m sorry; however, slaves are not allowed to purchase chips.”
Alina started in confusion as the clerk grinned at her but before she could react straps in the arm and leg rests shot out and held her down, when she started to cry out in shock a bit gag came out from behind her and secured itself into her mouth. The casher stood up and entered a door that lead out of the back of the cage and out of sight as panic slowly rose in in her gut, she knew she was now a slave even if she was not when she first but she could not figure out why. The cashier entered into her side of the cage from a door in the back and bent down beside her to whisper into her ear as Alina made muffled noises.
Cashier: “Now then slave I will explain some things for you then give you some orders. Firstly, you are now a slave because you tried to get a loan when you were already deep into debt, you already had a tab with us and next to nothing in the bank yet you still tried to get a loan on money to gamble away so its no surprise you lost your status as submissive and are now a slave. Now when you are released from your restraints you will quietly and calmly get up and enter the open door to the lower section of the casino that will open at the back of the cage. Once you are through you will then take off all of your clothing besides you underwear and put it in the available bin then wait quietly for further instructions from me.”
Alina did as she was instructed and walked through the door before closing it behind her and stripping off all of her cloths before placing them in the provided cubby, her mind was somewhat blank from shock due to what happened and she could do nothing but dwell on the stress coiling in her gut. Soon the cashier was with her and clipped her hands behind her back with the padded restraints before guiding her down some stares and through a door, what was before her was the lower casino that was exclusive to dominants. She looked around her and saw fine tables, food, and liquor being enjoyed by dominants who were eating, chatting, and enjoying the provided shows, the shows in question featured slaves being tickled with various opportunities for betting like set timers or competitions between two slaves. As she was marched across the room the closest game she could make out featured two of what she assumed were slaves due to being on a stage and both of them being naked, one large and plump slave with white hair and skin like a starfield was strapped to an x-frame with a timer counting down in blue numbers and she was struggling not to laugh while another short slave with white skin and electric green hair was trying to tickle her as hard as she could. Their was a board with various bets for this particular show with bets being placed on weather the slave would make it to the end of the tickling without cracking or how soon her resolve would break and she would no longer be able to contain her laugher. As she was marched across the room Alina became a figure of conversation for various dominants but soon enough she stood before a door that said management in gold lettering, after a brief pause she was marched through the door.
In the room she was not shocked to see Morgan sitting behind a large desk with a small smile and her hand steepled In front of her, what did surprise her is that sitting at on of the three chairs in front of the desk was her girlfriend Samantha. Aliana wanted to call out to her but could not due to her standing orders. The cashier had her sit down in the chair next to Samantha then quietly left the room.
Morgan “So Aliana due to your reckless behavior you have been reduced to a slave with a minimum duration of two years, now normally we would either put you to work within the casino, give you as a gift to one of our members, or most likely auction you off to turn a profit. However, Samantha here has been in contact with me and arranged things in advance as she preferred it to the uncertainty of auction, as she is a founding donor we at this casino of mine decided to give you to her in exchange for a substantial investment. Now Samantha, do you have any orders you would like me to give Aliana before I transfer ownership?"
Samantha “Yes, tell her to remain quiet and not to speak until we get to my home.”
Morgan “Ok, slave Aliana you are to remain quiet and not speak until you have been taken to Samantha’s home after your ownership has been transferred. Now I officially transfer ownership of slave Aliana to dominant Samantha.”
Samantha “Thank you very much for making this so easy, I apologize for any trouble she may have caused you.”
Morgan “No major trouble and your contribution covers the expenses she incurred fully, thank you for your generosity and agreeableness.”
Samantha stood up and directed Aliana to follow as they left the office and walked across the lower casino to the exit in silence, Aliana felt slightly nervous because even though her girlfriend was calm their seemed to be a simmering level of frustration in her posture. Aliana notice that in the game she had previous seen the plump slave with white hair had switched places on the x frame with the skinny slave with electric green hair; however, the timer’s countdown was now in red and the skinny slave was blindfolded and gagged, the slave was whipping her head back and forth while shrieking and laughing into her gag as the chubby slave tickled her skin which glistened with a mixture of sweat and some kind of lotion or oil. Eventually they reached the exit and Samantha uncuffed her before ordering her to into a waiting hovercar that she recognized as Samantha’s then handed off the cuffs to one of the casinos staff before sitting down in the seat next to her and ordered the hover car to take them home. The trip home was done in complete silence.
Soon enough they arrived home and went inside and Alaina was finally able to speak up.
Aliana “Thank you for this Samantha, I was very worried what would happen until I saw you. In two years everything should be back to normal when my minimum duration is up, now if you excuse me I need to get some cloths.”
Samantha “You do not need cloths yet we are not done here also who said I will release you after two years?”
Aliana “Eh, what?”
Samantha “I love you but I cannot trust to keep yourself safe, so I will not be releasing you until I feel you have enough self-control to not just immediately get yourself into this mess again. Also, our relationship is going to be changing, in the past you really called the shots and things happened at your leisure but things are different now. I still love you and care about you which is why I went so far to make sure you did not go of to some unknown fate, but you REALLY messed up this time and now that their can be consequences their will be consequences for your actions.”
With that Samantha stepped up to the confused and slightly shocked Aliana and kissed her passionately on the lips.
Samantha “I love you so very much which is why I warned you constantly and took steps to make sure I could protect you and take care of you in this eventuality so you would not wind up in some slave breaker dungeon or in the hands of some dominant who has their fun tickling their slaves beyond on conventional limits. Now that that’s out of the way come with me down to my dungeon for the first time so we can have a night of pleasures like you have never had before as I partake of you for the entire evening.”
Alaina followed Samantha as she marched her to the dungeon door, Samantha opened the black and silver door to reveal a well-lit hallway with a touchpad console on one side and a plain white door at the end. They walked to the console as Samantha started to enter information, the hallway turned a soft peach color and the lighting turned a warm orange color as the sound of low soft ambient music could be heard.
Samantha “I know that orange is your favorite color so that is going to be the primary backdrop, also the soothing music is based off stuff from your calming playlist. I spent quite a bit on this little dungeon of mine but its worth the price, smart fog programable matter can assume whatever shapes and restraints I input and there are mobile hidden shelves that retract into the floor to hold all my toys!”
Alaina was nervous but also excited as her girlfriend’s, well mistress’s now, excitement was infections as she was led through the door and beheld the 9-meter by 9-meter and 4-meter-tall dungeon before her. Its coloration and lighting were the same as the hall with the music uninterrupted, the centerpiece of the room was a large rack flanked by a shelfs containing various tickle paraphernalia. The rack itself was a straight rack rather than a x shaped that rested at a 30 degree incline one and was a bright orange in color comfortably padded, on the bottom was a set of stocks with soft maroon padding at the top was a large wheel operated drum with silvery chains wrapped around it that ended in padded shackles that matched the padding on the stocks. Alaina had seen racks before but never actually had the courage to let herself be put in such strict bondage, behind her Samantha eagerly guided her towards the rack smiling widely. Alaina obediently sat down on the rack while feeling slightly apprehensive as Samantha locked her feet into the stocks, while there were toe ties on the stocks they were not used as while her feet were ticklish her upper body was significantly more sensitive. Samantha eased her down onto the rack and guided her wrists into the shackles and was soon standing at the racks head with her hands on the wheel. As Samantha began to turn the wheel Alaina felt her arms being pulled straight soon felt a her ankles tug on the stocks as the pulling of her arms continued, throughout the process Samantha would leave her position at the racks wheel to tickle her body briefly then tighten the rack one or two more clicks as she noticed any wiggle room. By the time the process was done Aliana’s body was as taut as a piano string, her armpits had become deep hallows pressed against her ribs and while figure was too full for her belly to concave or her breasts to be pulled flat against her ribs the skin across her entire torso was pulled drum taut with Samantha resting her head by Aliana’s ear to whisper into it.
Samantha “You know this session will be very different from any you have had previously, the first difference being its length. Previously you have restricted me to half hour sessions even though you could have given me one-hour sessions as a submissive, now that you are my slave no such time restrictions need apply and while I could keep you laughing on this rack for days or even weeks so long as you needs were taken care of I think I will ease you in with two hours. Another difference will be the pacing, seeing as I have much more time to work with we can handle things a bit differently in that respect as I have all the time I need to toy with your body as I please.”
Alaina giggled nervously as Samantha pulled out a pair of long soft feathers and positioned them over the soft belly.
Soon Alaina was not giggling from nerves but from soft teasing tickles and had no idea how long had passed as the teasing kept going on and on and on, soft strokes traced patterns across her entire torso. Both feather’s would sometimes sweep down from the hollows of her armpits and all the way down her sides to her hips or instead swept up to her breasts to sweep along the sensitive globes sides and undersides or teasingly circle and cross her erect and sensitive nipples. Most of the time the feathers remained on her the sensitive flesh of her belly and moved in circles, spirals, and figure eights that would occasionally dip into and spin around her quivering belly button, whenever she would try and find her voice to speak up the pace of the tickling would speed up and whatever she tried to say would be swallowed by continual giggles. Samantha new the truth about how long it had been as they neared the half hour mark and the end of the first phase, the soft teasing tickles would serve not only to arouse and excite her slave but also make her keenly aware of the sensitivity of her skin as well as wear away at her will to resist so that the next stage of more intense tickling would have a greater impact. Samantha soon stopped and moved to straddle her former girlfriend and current slave and moved in to passionately kiss Alaina on the lips which she reciprocated as they kissed for almost thirty second before Samantha broke away and looked down at the panting girl beneath her.
Samantha “Now lets take things up a notch shall we.”
Samantha switched from using her feathers to the use of her fingers to dig into the sensitive body before her as Alaina threw back her head in loud and unrestrained laughter. It started out with squeezing and pinching her side with crab claw like motions that moved up and down continuously for some time moving up to be replaced with the prodding and counting of ribs that would occasionally be interrupted by a few minutes of fingers scrabbling and skittering inside sensitive and exposed underarms. Swiftly after this Samantha’s hands moved to her slaves belly as they raked, prodded, and skittered across the soft and helpless canvas before her with fingers moving to occasionally in the deep belly button or ceasing to use her hands entirely to plant long raspberries directly on her belly button. Next she moved up to the breasts that had so far been spared this more intense round of tickling, she quickly started to work over the sensitive orbs as she paid special attention the venerable undersides with racking fingernails as well as the slightly less sensitive sides or spider fingers across their tops or to gently pinch and roll the aroused nipples. Throughout this entire process Alaina continued a stream of almost uninterrupted laughter with her eyes closed tight as tears started to leak from their corners and as sweat started to bead across her skin. After this initial focus on each spot the tickling became more chaotic as Samantha quickly switched from position to position as she relentlessly exploited the sensitive and helpless flesh beneath her, the only breaks Alaina’s continual laughter where when her tormenter changed the position she was focusing on where instead of laughter there was desperate pleading. As the one hour mark came up Samantha slowed then stopped her tickling then one again straddled her girlfriends body and enjoyed the sound of her thanks and pleading as she moved into kiss her passionately once more.
Alaina “Has it been two hours yet? This is really intense and I don’t know how much more I could possibly take.”
Samantha “Oh my sweet girl its only been half an hour there is still much more to go; however, I think you will enjoy this next part a lot.”
Samantha moved once more and placed one hand on her slaves belly while the other slid to her pussy, then at the same time she began to softly tickle the wide open belly while her other hand began to stroke and toy with Alaina’s sex. Their was low husky laughter while her body shivered beneath the combined stimulation, within a matter of minutes Alaina’s entire body began to shudder as she moaned deeply as Samantha paused her tickling to allow the orgasm to proceed uninterrupted. After giving a few moments to allow her slave a few moments to bask in afterglow she leapt into motion as she started to aggressively tickle the unsuspecting belly before her, Alaina threw back her head in a shrieking laugh as she closed her eyes and started to desperately shake her head back and forth as if to try and escape the exploitation of her post orgasm sensitivity. After a minute of intense tickling Samantha relented and returned to a combination of gentle tickling along with sexual stimulation, bringing the desperate laughter down to low husky tempo as was slowly brought to another orgasm. This pattern continued on with each orgasm being followed by a solid minute of post orgasm tickling, at first Alaina would beg for more stimulation and orgasms but after several she changed her toon as she switched for begging for Samantha to at least slow down but near the end of the third half hour se stopped even that and simply accepted and endured the pleasure she was being made to feel. Eventually after nearly twelve orgasms that hour and a half mark was reached and Samantha relented as she once again straddled Alaina and gave her a passionate kiss once again.
Alaina “Its over now right? I can’t take this any more, I feel like I am going to come to pieces.”
Samantha “Shh, sorry sweetie but their still one half hour left before we are done. Sadly this will be the most intense yet and I still need to attend to myself after attending to your pleasure.”
Alaina “What?”
Alaina sat their trying to clear the cobwebs out of her head and focus herself as Samantha started to retrieve some objects and placing them next to Alaina but out of her sight, after this she started to strip off all of her cloths until she was as naked as her slave stretched upon the rack. Then Samantha picked up a remote and pressed a few buttons and seven objects floated into the air and positioned themselves around Alaina’s torso, Alaina was confused for a moment and her confusion turned to panic as she realized what the objects were. Each was a palm sided circular brush covered in soft bristles designed for automated and long duration tickling and each hovering an inch from her body, one at each armpit, one over each nipple, one at each side of her belly, and one positioned directly over her belly button. As the brushes started to spin in midair she started pleading.
Alaina “WAIT! Samantha please don’t, we can work something out. You don’t need to do this, you can’t do this. This is too much, there’s NO WAY I can take this. I JUST CAN’T!”
Samantha “Ahh Alaina you would be amazed at the sort of tickling a slave can endure, not that they have any choice but to endure; as a matter of fact, this is actually VERY mild compared to the sort of tickling I could subject you to and the sort you would likely already be enduring if you had been auctioned to someone else. And as for me not having to do this, I am afraid that I have to do this. You see I tried SO MUCH to warn you, to guide you, to persuade you, and to kindly help you and now look at where you are."
Alaina “PLEASE NO. Ok, look. I’m sorry I did not listen to you; I promise I will from now own. Now we can stop this and move on from here, you don’t have to go this far. YOU DON’T!”
Samantha “Talk is cheep but actions are not, now its time for you to face some consequences because warning and advise do not work it appears.”
Before Alaina could get in another word Samantha pressed a button on her remote, for a moment Alaina was completely silent with her eyes and mouth wide open in shock. Then in an instant her eyes snapped shut as her let out a howling torrent of laughter as tears started to stream from her eyes and sweat started to pour from her body; however, the laughter soon became quiet as she was reduced to silent laughter. Samantha seeing her slave reduced to this state she quickly moved to straddle Alaina’s legs so she could see her entire torso and what was being done to her and began to pleasure herself, she has always had fantasies of seeing her pushed to these sorts of extremes and now it was happening right before her eyes. Although she would not go past thirty minutes to keep within the two hours, she has stated this would last, the knowledge that this could keep going on and on and the only one who could pull Alaina out of this desperate predicament was her was intoxicating. For Alaina’s part her mind was in turmoil and she could barely think or perceive the world around her, time seemed to slow to a crawl and all she knew was that she was being tickled. By the end of the last half hour segment Samantha had brought herself to climax five times and was deeply satisfied, for Alanine’s part there was little change as she was still stretched taut on the rack, sweating and crying in a state of silent laughter from the continual tickling of the brushes. Finally done Samantha pushed the button to turn off the brushes and send them back to their holder, Alaina’s body was still shaking as laughing softly from the residual sensation. Samantha moved to the head of the rack and started to loosen it, her slaves body was completely limp on the rack as the tension pulling her limbs in opposing directions was removed. Soon enough the cuffs had been removed from her wrists and the stocks holding her ankles had been opened.
Samantha “Ok Alaina, I am going to shower up and put some cloths on then make us dinner. You need to collect yourself then rinse on in the shower in your room before putting on some relaxing cloths before coming down to join me for dinner. Oh, and don’t take to long or I will take you right back down here, put you right back on this rack, and punish you for an hour straight. See you soon.”
With that she left and left Alaina alone with her thoughts who was trying to process what she had just experienced. The first two parts had been the most teasing and tickling than she had ever experienced and the third part had been more numerous and more intense orgasms than she had ever experienced. The fourth part was what was confusing her the most as it was the single most grueling tickling she had ever experienced in her life, within moments she knew she could not stand another second but could do nothing but endure half an hour of it. And yet despite all that their was a part of her that thought about how she had been subjected the most unendurable tickling she had ever experienced entirely at the mercy of Samantha, and part of her felt aroused by the thought of that experience. Alaina could not help but to wonder what else Samantha would subject her to in the future.
Samantha: Dominant
Somewhat short with a thin but strong figure due to regular exercise with B cup breasts, dusty colored skin, hazel eyes, and raven hair. Hair is often long and done in a ponytail while she paints her lips, fingernails, toenails chocolate brown. A skillful investment have given her plenty of free time, disposable income, and a comfortable standard of living if not overly extravagant by dominant standards.
Alina: Submissive
Medium height with a what may be described as a slightly plump hourglass figure that give her a soft appearance and double D breasts, light skinned with freckles on her face and across the tops of her breasts, copper hair, and emerald eyes. Her hair is normally in a bobbed cut and she does not wear any nail polish. Friendly but while not vice ridden, she has a significant gambling problem that constantly frustrates her girlfriend.
Morgan: Dominant
Somewhat short with an average figure and pert C cup breasts, chocolate colored skin, hazel eyes, and keeps her heir hair closely shaven. She is a successful business woman and likes to wear fine suits to emphasize this, she was able to open her own casino with startup money from her friends with the biggest doner being Samantha who she is very close to.
Samantha was slowly moving up in the world, nine months ago she had applied to be a dominant with her friends’ encouragement and was surprised to have her request accepted and become a dominant in a matter of days. Her increase in status gave her increased opportunities as she joined several different investment groups and used her skill to significantly increase her wealth and back her income with conservative investments. She was able to move out of her large apartment and get a house of her own, a small two-story chateau with a large basement she converted into a dungeon. Her girlfriend Alina moved in with her but she has not purchased any slaves and continues to save her money, taking things as slowly and cautiously as she always had. The primary friction in her life was unfortunately her girlfriend, while they were in love, they had some personal lifestyle differences. Alina did not want to take tickling as far as Samantha did and would not want to submit herself to full hour tickle sessions in the dungeon, while Alina was fine with Samantha renting slaves for long duration tickle sessions in the dungeon and even floated the idea of her getting a slave but Samantha seldom took this liberty. For her part Alina had a significant gambling problem which had gotten significantly worse since Samantha had become a dominant partially so that she could buy Alina if her gambling reduced her to slavery, Alina had taken to going to a near by casino run by Samantha’s friend Morgan just a little before Samantha became a dominant and keep telling her that her gambling was not a problem and her luck would always turn before she was reduced to the slave class.
Samantha was nearing the end of a thirty-minute tickle session with Alina, currently Samantha was nearly naked with just a set of black silken boy shorts. Alina was even more exposed than her girlfriend, completely naked except for a bright red blindfold and the soft leather cuffs binding her to the four-poster bed in a tight spread eagle. Samantha sat straddling her girlfriend’s hips to stop her from rolling and was teasing her breasts with soft feathers, eliciting a constant stream of soft giggles and moans from the sensitive form beneath her as the feathers circles the erect nipples and occasionally swept along the sides or undersides of the breasts to elect a quick squeak or chortle as her girlfriend strained against her bonds. The session had not started out with this sort of erotic tickle teasing and had instead started out with far more intense tickling, immediately tormenting her soft sensitive belly with aggressive tickling. Sitting astride her girlfriend’s hips Samantha had immediately started to squeeze her sides quickly before dragging and spidering her nails across the sensitive belly and occasionally dipping a nail into the quivering bellybutton, instantly drawing a shriek from her victim that quickly broke into uncontrolled laughter as she fruitlessly tried to writhe out of the way. Samantha continued working across Alina’s helpless belly for just over fifteen minutes until she was gasping and shivering with silent laughter and tears were leaking out from beneath her blindfold, then she switched to slow erotic tickling of Alina’s breasts as she kept her near the edge of climax by tickling around her nipples but never allowed her to reach it as she switched to tickling the undersides of her breasts whenever she got too close. Samantha noticed she had just over a minute left so she switched tasks, she set down her feathers and picked up a pair of electric toothbrushes and turned them on before quickly pressing the spinning brushes directly onto her girlfriend’s nipples. Alina immediately inhaled deeply before breaking into heavy lustful laughter as she strained against her bonds, Samantha quickly turned off the brushes and set them aside then picked up a vibrating wand then pressed it against Aliana’s dripping pussy causing her to start shaking her head back and forth and begging softly. Within a few short moments Aliana’s body shuddered and she cried out as she climaxed then went still as Samantha turned off the want and set it aside as the thirty minutes ended and she moved up to place her mouth by her girlfriends’ ear and whispered.
Samantha “Would you like to go for another thirty minutes or perhaps and hour?”
Alina “N-no thanks, hah ahh, this is enough good.”
Samantha restrained her disappointment as she started to unbuckle her sweating girlfriend, the answer was disappointing but not at all surprising. Now that she had her own dungeon she took the opportunity to work out this desire and one or two times a month when her girlfriend was out gambling she would rent a slave that resembled her and subject them to grueling multi-hour tickle and forced orgasm sessions in her dungeon, she remembered just last week she had stretched a slave bowstring taut on her rack and mercilessly tickled her for five hours straight as she forced nine orgasms from her quivering flesh. For now she was somewhat satisfied as she lay in bed with her girlfriends soft body embraced her murmuring softly, she sighed and settled in for a mid-day nap.
Alina woke up to see she was alone in bed and figured that Samantha must be downstairs, she got up stretched and put on some cloths and prepped for the evening. She put on ruby red lipstick and nail polish, then put on some red silk lace underwear, a short cut red sequined strapless dress, and a pair of ankle strap sandals with one-inch heels. This done she headed downstairs to say goodbye to Samantha before she headed to the casino, she hoped that they would not get into an argument about her gambling due to the session they had just had. When she got down the stairs she saw her girlfriend in the dining room drinking a cup of coffee and reading off a tablet, Alina wrapped her arms around Samantha’s shoulders and kissed her on the cheek leaving a lipstick print on her cheek. Samantha sighed and looked up at her.
Samantha “Your going to the casino right? You know I only bother you about your gambling because I worry about you right?”
Alina “You worry to much my luck always turns, I have had a bit of a losing streak but I have a good feeling about tonight. Wish me luck!”
Samantha stiffened briefly then nodded and waved Alina goodbye; Alina felt a twinge of guilt but brushed it off as she knew she would show her girlfriend that she could trust her luck. After all it would only take a few good spins of the roulette table before she had made her money back.
Alina arrived at Morgan’s casino, the Friendly Die, and went in through the front door and saw the open floor before her and proceeded to the roulette tables as her favorite. For a while her bets were good and she was making money as lady luck was on her side and the ball always seemed to land where she needed it to, but then fortune started to turn against her as she lost her winnings and the chips she bought with the money she brought in with her. Part of the reason she liked the Friendly Die is their policy on chips, while you could purchase chips from the counter as normal they also offered loans on chips so you could gamble with more money than you entered or get back in the game when you were out of chips. She had taken advantage of this policy from time to time and been able to win big or recoup her losses for the night to leave with near what she had entered with, this is a policy she had already taken advantage of twice tonight. She watched the table as a bead of sweat dripped down her forehead as she decided what bet she wanted to place as she was far behind and needed to get ahead and quick, she thought of an inside bet but quickly decided to put everything on the first dozen instead as a 2:1 bet to give her some breathing room. She held her breath as the wheel spun gasped as the ball landed on the result, seventeen and she just lost what she had. She quickly turned away and started to head to the cashier.
Alina: “Shoot, shoot, shoot. Ok, calm down. I’ve been in worse situations; I just need to get a new round of chips and make back what I have lost.”
She quickly weaved her way through the crowd and paced up to the cashier, while she had not been to many other casinos this ones cashier stand was unique. The “cage” that separated the cashier from the cliental looked normal at first glance but on closer examination was divided in half with one side containing the cashier who was separated from the other side which contained a richly upholstered chair, the client would sit in the chair and make their purchases or cash out. She approached the cage and at a nod from the cashier entered into the client side of the cage.
Cashier: “So what would you like to do today, purchase chips, cash out, or purchase chips on loan?”
Alina: “I would like to purchase a new round of chips on loan.”
Cashier: “Hmm, Oh. I’m sorry; however, slaves are not allowed to purchase chips.”
Alina started in confusion as the clerk grinned at her but before she could react straps in the arm and leg rests shot out and held her down, when she started to cry out in shock a bit gag came out from behind her and secured itself into her mouth. The casher stood up and entered a door that lead out of the back of the cage and out of sight as panic slowly rose in in her gut, she knew she was now a slave even if she was not when she first but she could not figure out why. The cashier entered into her side of the cage from a door in the back and bent down beside her to whisper into her ear as Alina made muffled noises.
Cashier: “Now then slave I will explain some things for you then give you some orders. Firstly, you are now a slave because you tried to get a loan when you were already deep into debt, you already had a tab with us and next to nothing in the bank yet you still tried to get a loan on money to gamble away so its no surprise you lost your status as submissive and are now a slave. Now when you are released from your restraints you will quietly and calmly get up and enter the open door to the lower section of the casino that will open at the back of the cage. Once you are through you will then take off all of your clothing besides you underwear and put it in the available bin then wait quietly for further instructions from me.”
Alina did as she was instructed and walked through the door before closing it behind her and stripping off all of her cloths before placing them in the provided cubby, her mind was somewhat blank from shock due to what happened and she could do nothing but dwell on the stress coiling in her gut. Soon the cashier was with her and clipped her hands behind her back with the padded restraints before guiding her down some stares and through a door, what was before her was the lower casino that was exclusive to dominants. She looked around her and saw fine tables, food, and liquor being enjoyed by dominants who were eating, chatting, and enjoying the provided shows, the shows in question featured slaves being tickled with various opportunities for betting like set timers or competitions between two slaves. As she was marched across the room the closest game she could make out featured two of what she assumed were slaves due to being on a stage and both of them being naked, one large and plump slave with white hair and skin like a starfield was strapped to an x-frame with a timer counting down in blue numbers and she was struggling not to laugh while another short slave with white skin and electric green hair was trying to tickle her as hard as she could. Their was a board with various bets for this particular show with bets being placed on weather the slave would make it to the end of the tickling without cracking or how soon her resolve would break and she would no longer be able to contain her laugher. As she was marched across the room Alina became a figure of conversation for various dominants but soon enough she stood before a door that said management in gold lettering, after a brief pause she was marched through the door.
In the room she was not shocked to see Morgan sitting behind a large desk with a small smile and her hand steepled In front of her, what did surprise her is that sitting at on of the three chairs in front of the desk was her girlfriend Samantha. Aliana wanted to call out to her but could not due to her standing orders. The cashier had her sit down in the chair next to Samantha then quietly left the room.
Morgan “So Aliana due to your reckless behavior you have been reduced to a slave with a minimum duration of two years, now normally we would either put you to work within the casino, give you as a gift to one of our members, or most likely auction you off to turn a profit. However, Samantha here has been in contact with me and arranged things in advance as she preferred it to the uncertainty of auction, as she is a founding donor we at this casino of mine decided to give you to her in exchange for a substantial investment. Now Samantha, do you have any orders you would like me to give Aliana before I transfer ownership?"
Samantha “Yes, tell her to remain quiet and not to speak until we get to my home.”
Morgan “Ok, slave Aliana you are to remain quiet and not speak until you have been taken to Samantha’s home after your ownership has been transferred. Now I officially transfer ownership of slave Aliana to dominant Samantha.”
Samantha “Thank you very much for making this so easy, I apologize for any trouble she may have caused you.”
Morgan “No major trouble and your contribution covers the expenses she incurred fully, thank you for your generosity and agreeableness.”
Samantha stood up and directed Aliana to follow as they left the office and walked across the lower casino to the exit in silence, Aliana felt slightly nervous because even though her girlfriend was calm their seemed to be a simmering level of frustration in her posture. Aliana notice that in the game she had previous seen the plump slave with white hair had switched places on the x frame with the skinny slave with electric green hair; however, the timer’s countdown was now in red and the skinny slave was blindfolded and gagged, the slave was whipping her head back and forth while shrieking and laughing into her gag as the chubby slave tickled her skin which glistened with a mixture of sweat and some kind of lotion or oil. Eventually they reached the exit and Samantha uncuffed her before ordering her to into a waiting hovercar that she recognized as Samantha’s then handed off the cuffs to one of the casinos staff before sitting down in the seat next to her and ordered the hover car to take them home. The trip home was done in complete silence.
Soon enough they arrived home and went inside and Alaina was finally able to speak up.
Aliana “Thank you for this Samantha, I was very worried what would happen until I saw you. In two years everything should be back to normal when my minimum duration is up, now if you excuse me I need to get some cloths.”
Samantha “You do not need cloths yet we are not done here also who said I will release you after two years?”
Aliana “Eh, what?”
Samantha “I love you but I cannot trust to keep yourself safe, so I will not be releasing you until I feel you have enough self-control to not just immediately get yourself into this mess again. Also, our relationship is going to be changing, in the past you really called the shots and things happened at your leisure but things are different now. I still love you and care about you which is why I went so far to make sure you did not go of to some unknown fate, but you REALLY messed up this time and now that their can be consequences their will be consequences for your actions.”
With that Samantha stepped up to the confused and slightly shocked Aliana and kissed her passionately on the lips.
Samantha “I love you so very much which is why I warned you constantly and took steps to make sure I could protect you and take care of you in this eventuality so you would not wind up in some slave breaker dungeon or in the hands of some dominant who has their fun tickling their slaves beyond on conventional limits. Now that that’s out of the way come with me down to my dungeon for the first time so we can have a night of pleasures like you have never had before as I partake of you for the entire evening.”
Alaina followed Samantha as she marched her to the dungeon door, Samantha opened the black and silver door to reveal a well-lit hallway with a touchpad console on one side and a plain white door at the end. They walked to the console as Samantha started to enter information, the hallway turned a soft peach color and the lighting turned a warm orange color as the sound of low soft ambient music could be heard.
Samantha “I know that orange is your favorite color so that is going to be the primary backdrop, also the soothing music is based off stuff from your calming playlist. I spent quite a bit on this little dungeon of mine but its worth the price, smart fog programable matter can assume whatever shapes and restraints I input and there are mobile hidden shelves that retract into the floor to hold all my toys!”
Alaina was nervous but also excited as her girlfriend’s, well mistress’s now, excitement was infections as she was led through the door and beheld the 9-meter by 9-meter and 4-meter-tall dungeon before her. Its coloration and lighting were the same as the hall with the music uninterrupted, the centerpiece of the room was a large rack flanked by a shelfs containing various tickle paraphernalia. The rack itself was a straight rack rather than a x shaped that rested at a 30 degree incline one and was a bright orange in color comfortably padded, on the bottom was a set of stocks with soft maroon padding at the top was a large wheel operated drum with silvery chains wrapped around it that ended in padded shackles that matched the padding on the stocks. Alaina had seen racks before but never actually had the courage to let herself be put in such strict bondage, behind her Samantha eagerly guided her towards the rack smiling widely. Alaina obediently sat down on the rack while feeling slightly apprehensive as Samantha locked her feet into the stocks, while there were toe ties on the stocks they were not used as while her feet were ticklish her upper body was significantly more sensitive. Samantha eased her down onto the rack and guided her wrists into the shackles and was soon standing at the racks head with her hands on the wheel. As Samantha began to turn the wheel Alaina felt her arms being pulled straight soon felt a her ankles tug on the stocks as the pulling of her arms continued, throughout the process Samantha would leave her position at the racks wheel to tickle her body briefly then tighten the rack one or two more clicks as she noticed any wiggle room. By the time the process was done Aliana’s body was as taut as a piano string, her armpits had become deep hallows pressed against her ribs and while figure was too full for her belly to concave or her breasts to be pulled flat against her ribs the skin across her entire torso was pulled drum taut with Samantha resting her head by Aliana’s ear to whisper into it.
Samantha “You know this session will be very different from any you have had previously, the first difference being its length. Previously you have restricted me to half hour sessions even though you could have given me one-hour sessions as a submissive, now that you are my slave no such time restrictions need apply and while I could keep you laughing on this rack for days or even weeks so long as you needs were taken care of I think I will ease you in with two hours. Another difference will be the pacing, seeing as I have much more time to work with we can handle things a bit differently in that respect as I have all the time I need to toy with your body as I please.”
Alaina giggled nervously as Samantha pulled out a pair of long soft feathers and positioned them over the soft belly.
Soon Alaina was not giggling from nerves but from soft teasing tickles and had no idea how long had passed as the teasing kept going on and on and on, soft strokes traced patterns across her entire torso. Both feather’s would sometimes sweep down from the hollows of her armpits and all the way down her sides to her hips or instead swept up to her breasts to sweep along the sensitive globes sides and undersides or teasingly circle and cross her erect and sensitive nipples. Most of the time the feathers remained on her the sensitive flesh of her belly and moved in circles, spirals, and figure eights that would occasionally dip into and spin around her quivering belly button, whenever she would try and find her voice to speak up the pace of the tickling would speed up and whatever she tried to say would be swallowed by continual giggles. Samantha new the truth about how long it had been as they neared the half hour mark and the end of the first phase, the soft teasing tickles would serve not only to arouse and excite her slave but also make her keenly aware of the sensitivity of her skin as well as wear away at her will to resist so that the next stage of more intense tickling would have a greater impact. Samantha soon stopped and moved to straddle her former girlfriend and current slave and moved in to passionately kiss Alaina on the lips which she reciprocated as they kissed for almost thirty second before Samantha broke away and looked down at the panting girl beneath her.
Samantha “Now lets take things up a notch shall we.”
Samantha switched from using her feathers to the use of her fingers to dig into the sensitive body before her as Alaina threw back her head in loud and unrestrained laughter. It started out with squeezing and pinching her side with crab claw like motions that moved up and down continuously for some time moving up to be replaced with the prodding and counting of ribs that would occasionally be interrupted by a few minutes of fingers scrabbling and skittering inside sensitive and exposed underarms. Swiftly after this Samantha’s hands moved to her slaves belly as they raked, prodded, and skittered across the soft and helpless canvas before her with fingers moving to occasionally in the deep belly button or ceasing to use her hands entirely to plant long raspberries directly on her belly button. Next she moved up to the breasts that had so far been spared this more intense round of tickling, she quickly started to work over the sensitive orbs as she paid special attention the venerable undersides with racking fingernails as well as the slightly less sensitive sides or spider fingers across their tops or to gently pinch and roll the aroused nipples. Throughout this entire process Alaina continued a stream of almost uninterrupted laughter with her eyes closed tight as tears started to leak from their corners and as sweat started to bead across her skin. After this initial focus on each spot the tickling became more chaotic as Samantha quickly switched from position to position as she relentlessly exploited the sensitive and helpless flesh beneath her, the only breaks Alaina’s continual laughter where when her tormenter changed the position she was focusing on where instead of laughter there was desperate pleading. As the one hour mark came up Samantha slowed then stopped her tickling then one again straddled her girlfriends body and enjoyed the sound of her thanks and pleading as she moved into kiss her passionately once more.
Alaina “Has it been two hours yet? This is really intense and I don’t know how much more I could possibly take.”
Samantha “Oh my sweet girl its only been half an hour there is still much more to go; however, I think you will enjoy this next part a lot.”
Samantha moved once more and placed one hand on her slaves belly while the other slid to her pussy, then at the same time she began to softly tickle the wide open belly while her other hand began to stroke and toy with Alaina’s sex. Their was low husky laughter while her body shivered beneath the combined stimulation, within a matter of minutes Alaina’s entire body began to shudder as she moaned deeply as Samantha paused her tickling to allow the orgasm to proceed uninterrupted. After giving a few moments to allow her slave a few moments to bask in afterglow she leapt into motion as she started to aggressively tickle the unsuspecting belly before her, Alaina threw back her head in a shrieking laugh as she closed her eyes and started to desperately shake her head back and forth as if to try and escape the exploitation of her post orgasm sensitivity. After a minute of intense tickling Samantha relented and returned to a combination of gentle tickling along with sexual stimulation, bringing the desperate laughter down to low husky tempo as was slowly brought to another orgasm. This pattern continued on with each orgasm being followed by a solid minute of post orgasm tickling, at first Alaina would beg for more stimulation and orgasms but after several she changed her toon as she switched for begging for Samantha to at least slow down but near the end of the third half hour se stopped even that and simply accepted and endured the pleasure she was being made to feel. Eventually after nearly twelve orgasms that hour and a half mark was reached and Samantha relented as she once again straddled Alaina and gave her a passionate kiss once again.
Alaina “Its over now right? I can’t take this any more, I feel like I am going to come to pieces.”
Samantha “Shh, sorry sweetie but their still one half hour left before we are done. Sadly this will be the most intense yet and I still need to attend to myself after attending to your pleasure.”
Alaina “What?”
Alaina sat their trying to clear the cobwebs out of her head and focus herself as Samantha started to retrieve some objects and placing them next to Alaina but out of her sight, after this she started to strip off all of her cloths until she was as naked as her slave stretched upon the rack. Then Samantha picked up a remote and pressed a few buttons and seven objects floated into the air and positioned themselves around Alaina’s torso, Alaina was confused for a moment and her confusion turned to panic as she realized what the objects were. Each was a palm sided circular brush covered in soft bristles designed for automated and long duration tickling and each hovering an inch from her body, one at each armpit, one over each nipple, one at each side of her belly, and one positioned directly over her belly button. As the brushes started to spin in midair she started pleading.
Alaina “WAIT! Samantha please don’t, we can work something out. You don’t need to do this, you can’t do this. This is too much, there’s NO WAY I can take this. I JUST CAN’T!”
Samantha “Ahh Alaina you would be amazed at the sort of tickling a slave can endure, not that they have any choice but to endure; as a matter of fact, this is actually VERY mild compared to the sort of tickling I could subject you to and the sort you would likely already be enduring if you had been auctioned to someone else. And as for me not having to do this, I am afraid that I have to do this. You see I tried SO MUCH to warn you, to guide you, to persuade you, and to kindly help you and now look at where you are."
Alaina “PLEASE NO. Ok, look. I’m sorry I did not listen to you; I promise I will from now own. Now we can stop this and move on from here, you don’t have to go this far. YOU DON’T!”
Samantha “Talk is cheep but actions are not, now its time for you to face some consequences because warning and advise do not work it appears.”
Before Alaina could get in another word Samantha pressed a button on her remote, for a moment Alaina was completely silent with her eyes and mouth wide open in shock. Then in an instant her eyes snapped shut as her let out a howling torrent of laughter as tears started to stream from her eyes and sweat started to pour from her body; however, the laughter soon became quiet as she was reduced to silent laughter. Samantha seeing her slave reduced to this state she quickly moved to straddle Alaina’s legs so she could see her entire torso and what was being done to her and began to pleasure herself, she has always had fantasies of seeing her pushed to these sorts of extremes and now it was happening right before her eyes. Although she would not go past thirty minutes to keep within the two hours, she has stated this would last, the knowledge that this could keep going on and on and the only one who could pull Alaina out of this desperate predicament was her was intoxicating. For Alaina’s part her mind was in turmoil and she could barely think or perceive the world around her, time seemed to slow to a crawl and all she knew was that she was being tickled. By the end of the last half hour segment Samantha had brought herself to climax five times and was deeply satisfied, for Alanine’s part there was little change as she was still stretched taut on the rack, sweating and crying in a state of silent laughter from the continual tickling of the brushes. Finally done Samantha pushed the button to turn off the brushes and send them back to their holder, Alaina’s body was still shaking as laughing softly from the residual sensation. Samantha moved to the head of the rack and started to loosen it, her slaves body was completely limp on the rack as the tension pulling her limbs in opposing directions was removed. Soon enough the cuffs had been removed from her wrists and the stocks holding her ankles had been opened.
Samantha “Ok Alaina, I am going to shower up and put some cloths on then make us dinner. You need to collect yourself then rinse on in the shower in your room before putting on some relaxing cloths before coming down to join me for dinner. Oh, and don’t take to long or I will take you right back down here, put you right back on this rack, and punish you for an hour straight. See you soon.”
With that she left and left Alaina alone with her thoughts who was trying to process what she had just experienced. The first two parts had been the most teasing and tickling than she had ever experienced and the third part had been more numerous and more intense orgasms than she had ever experienced. The fourth part was what was confusing her the most as it was the single most grueling tickling she had ever experienced in her life, within moments she knew she could not stand another second but could do nothing but endure half an hour of it. And yet despite all that their was a part of her that thought about how she had been subjected the most unendurable tickling she had ever experienced entirely at the mercy of Samantha, and part of her felt aroused by the thought of that experience. Alaina could not help but to wonder what else Samantha would subject her to in the future.
