Ok fans, it is time for the next part in this epic adventure in "Deputy's Universe"! First, I do want to thank all of you for voting for me and this series as we won the 2022 Golden Feather award for best fictional tickling story! Thank you, thank you, thank you! It is such a great honor to win this award and I have to thank all of you for your hardcore support. This only motivates me to continue this saga into the future! Now, back to this series. There is a lot of torment some of the ladies have gone through as Thalia is a wrecking machine. We are getting closer to that eventual confrontation between our favorite hero and this Greek freak of nature. So for those of you waiting for that moment, it is coming really soon! The buildup phase of this series is almost over and then all hell breaks loose! I hope you do enjoy this next chapter as we continue on this epic journey. Again, thank you for the support and your comments are most welcomed!
PART 9
Bessie felt those hands softly massaging that right breast and after all the tickling she endured, this massage felt absolutely amazing. She didn’t care if Thalia did sensual type touching on her body anymore. She would much rather have this instead of the constant tickling that was taking place. The hands had a soft touch, but also a pretty firm squeeze. Her laughter finally died down and now the pleasure of having a breast played with started to take over. She started to mewl a little as those fingers did their magic on her. Her body shivered a little as the arousal started to grow. Then she felt the fingers starting to rub against her nipple and felt it go hard. She could not stop that reaction as it felt really good. Bessie did not have any more resistance. She just wanted the tickle torture to stop, so that she could survive this somehow. Then she gasped and opened her eyes when she felt warm air washing over her stiff right nipple. She looked over at her breath and saw how close Thalia’s face was to her breast. It appeared that the Greek bounty hunter was now going back to her sexual teasing. It did feel great, and she started to crave this touch. It felt good and would be willing to have sex with her to avoid the torture. She gently bit her lower lip and stared at that face. Then, she saw Thalia looking right back at her!
Thalia made eye contact with Bessie and a smile formed on her face. She loved the look of pleasure and shock on that face, and she wanted to continue to tease this woman. She continued to gently blow across the nipple and loved how stiff it was. She could see that desperation in those eyes, and it was time to really drive her wild. She put her mouth really close to the nipple, then stuck out her tongue. She wiggled her tongue in the air a few times, then with the tip of her tongue, she licked the nipple. She felt Bessie’s body shudder and she loved it. She licked the nipple again, then again. She let her tongue slowly slide across the bud, making sure her taste buds scraped across that flesh. She did like the taste and continued to lick across it. “Mmmmmmmm….tastes good.” she whispered.
“Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh…..” Bessie moaned as she felt that tongue licking her right nipple. The sensations felt incredible and a surge of pleasure tore through her body. She was surprised just how much those licks pleased her. She was so exhausted physically that any touch was going to be magnified. Her eyes looked at that pink tongue slowly rubbing against her dark brown nipple, and it excited her. Her mind was surprised that she was starting to get wet between her legs, but she couldn’t help it. That warm, wet tongue was doing an amazing job stimulating her by simply licking that nipple. This was a much better treatment of her nipple instead of what happened to the left one. On that nipple, Thalia’s palm rubbed against it firmly, which sent an overload of sensations throughout her body. Now with the right one, she felt a lot of sexual pleasure. She then closed her eyes and let her head hang down and just enjoyed the feelings. That tongue continued to lick her nipple and she started to slightly grind her hips. If Thalia wanted to give her an orgasm, she would not mind at all. This was just a much better feeling than being tickled.
Thalia loved the way Bessie reacted and her plan was working. She could tell Bessie was starting to really get aroused and imagined her pussy was getting very wet. It also meant her sensitivity was still going to be on edge, and it was time to have some more tickling fun. Thoughts of the bottoms of the feet filled her mind and she was anxious to go there. She moved her head away from the nipple and stood up. “That was nice….now, time for more fun.” she told her.
Bessie started to whine a little as that strong tongue went away from her nipple. She could feel how wet her nipple was as it was coated in saliva. That sensation felt so good and wondered if she was going to get more. Then she heard Thalia mentioning more fun and she wondered what that meant. Her body started to get nervous again because that could mean more pleasure, or more tickle torture. She looked over to her right and noticed that Thalia was no longer there. She turned her head to her left, and looked all around as much as she could to find out where her tormentor went. She had no idea where she was and then lifted her head up a little and was able to look between her legs. Her eyes went wide as she saw a body standing there, those black military clothes in her visual path and she had a feeling she had located her. She wondered what Thalia was up to and prayed it would not be more torture.
Thalia started to lower the contraption a little so she could get a really good look at the soles of Bessie’s feet. The contraption lowered and was now low enough for Bessie to still hang in the air, but now she could see the soles of the feet, peeking out from under the wooden board. She liked what she saw and couldn’t wait to touch them. The skin was very pale, and the flesh looked very meaty. Those thick toes were nicely formed, and she had a feeling they were going to be sensitive. She moved her face a little closer to the left foot and could tell the skin looked tender. It didn’t look very callous, which excited her. She loved the soft foot of a woman. “Bessie, did anyone tell you that you have very nice feet?” she asked as she continued to study the foot.
Bessie gasped as she heard that question. Fear started to grow in her body as she realized what the next target was. It was going to be her feet! The thought of her feet being played with frightened her because she knew how ticklish her feet were. It was Phoebe’s favorite target to tickle on her. She remembered the first time Phoebe tickled her. It was when they were at St. Mary’s school for girls where she met the younger Wellington. It was a warm weekend afternoon, and she went to go relax in a barn to read her book and catch up on the news with a newspaper. It was there she saw two students that she knew, Alicia and Riley were making out and even having sex. She watched them having their sexual fun as she was underneath some kind of shelf. Then, Phoebe snuck inside the barn and managed to remove her shoes and her socks and lightly tickle her feet. That drove her wild because she could not laugh, or Alicia and Riley would hear her. Holding in her laughter was one of the hardest things she ever had to do and when the two lovers left, she let all that laughter out and Phoebe really worked her feet over. That was such a memorable event in her life and in the Wellington mansion, there were many occasions where Phoebe tickled her feet. Bessie knew her feet were a major weakness and she really hoped Thalia was not going to torture her. Having her feet tickled by Darby and even Cheyenne was somewhat torturous, but that was in good fun. After enduring the hell this Greek warrior did to her, there was no way she would survive a round of foot tickling.
“Very nice shape. Nice color on the skin. Tell me Bessie, do you have tender feet? Let’s find out.” Thalia mused as she then placed her right hand on the bottom of the left sole. She felt the foot flinch and that excited her because she knew it was going to be a really ticklish foot. She did like how the foot felt on her hand. The skin was tender, but not really soft. It wasn’t calloused at all and figured she must have worn very comfortable shoes and socks. The tender foot really did make her happy because she loved when a woman had nice feet. Her fingers then went and touched those very meaty toes and felt them starting to curl. She chuckled a little because they were already very responsive. “Oooh, you must have some really sensitive feet!” she grinned.
Bessie felt that warm hand on her foot and she already felt those ticklish tremors. This already did not bode well for her and knew Thalia wanted to torture her. She could hear her talking about her foot, and that worried her. She didn’t want this woman to play with her foot. Her toes curled tightly, and she really hoped the woman would come back to her breast and lick it again. “Thalia…….please……” she said, doing her best to not giggle a little because the fingers were pitter pattering lightly on her sole.
Thalia let her fingers pitter patter up and down the sole, trying to test the responsiveness to them. She was thrilled to feel the foot trembling and even started to wiggle around. She figured she would have to hold the toes to prevent the foot from moving around too much. She kept moving her fingers around, trying to gauge where a very sensitive spot was so she could focus on it when she really wanted to torture the foot. The only thing that she kept thinking about was this foot was probably going to be wiggling around wildly. She had to do something, that way she could really put this foot through hell.
“Hey, why don’t you tie her toe to the cuff?” Carissa called out. She loved the way Thalia was testing the foot of Bessie. Tickling a woman’s foot was also one of her favorite places to tickle as well. There were times she was in a certain mood; she would take one of the slaves and just work on their feet. She wanted to push that slave into delirium and loved the reactions she would get from tickling their feet. She also enjoyed sucking on their toes and just having her way with them. She had learned the toe tying technique and always found it effective.
Thalia turned her head and saw Carissa. She smiled and nodded her head. She was the one that taught Carissa about toe ties, and she felt silly that she didn’t just think of it. She then looked around, hoping to find some kind of twine or string. She then noticed Amalia walking up to her. In her hand, she had some twine. She saw the smile on her face, and she nodded her head. “Thank you….” she told her.
Amalia smiled back at Thalia and then got back to where she was standing. She really wanted to see how bad Thalia would tickle Bessie’s feet. She had some twine on her to help bind the prisoners and for any other uses. She got excited because tickling the feet was always the best moment. She had her own feet tickled before, and she would tickle the feet of the sex slaves from time to time. Now, she looked at those big, meaty, pale soles and wanted to see them go through a ticklish nightmare.
Thalia tied one end of the twine around the big toe and with a yank, she pulled the toe away from the index toe and then wrapped the other end of the twine to the cuff that held the ankle. Once she cinched the tie, she looked at her handiwork. With the big toe pulled away from the rest of the toes, it would render that foot completely immobile. It would also expose that very delicate skin between the toes, which was definitely a great spot to inflict a lot of tickling torture. She could see the toes straining to try and get free, but that foot was not going anywhere. She then placed her hand right back on the sole and gently rubbed it. “Yes, that is much better. You were moving your foot too much for me…” she told Bessie.
Bessie desperately tried to move her foot around, but she just couldn’t do it. This made her panic because now she wouldn’t be able to move her foot around. She couldn’t even close her toes! This made her seem a lot more vulnerable and thoughts of ticklish hell filled her soul. She continued to try and move her foot around and was starting to panic. Now she felt that hand on her foot again, and she got really nervous. Just the sound of Thalia’s voice frightened her. Her breathing got heavy, and her heart was beating a million miles per second. She did not want her feet to be tickled, but it seemed as though her ticklish fate was sealed.
“Now, where should I start? Can you tell me where you don’t want me to touch?” Thalia asked. It was time to play mind games with Bessie again.
Bessie heard that question and it frightened her. She didn’t want any part of her foot to be tickled, and now this woman was trying to find a target. She had to think of something fast, or the Greek woman would just torture her even worse. “Please don’t touch my foot! I-I don’t want my foot touched. Please, don’t do this to me. Don’t touch my whole foot!” she begged.
Thalia chuckled to herself because technically the whole foot was a “spot”, so Bessie did answer her question. She then decided to rephrase her question and continue to play the mind games. “How about if I touch your toes? Wouldn’t that be a good thing?” she asked.
Bessie started to panic as she heard that her feet were going to continue to be touched. Her fear of getting her feet tickled grew exponentially and she tried to move her left foot, but it was no use. Her big toe being tied to the cuff prevented her from being able to move it at all. She then felt fingers starting to touch her toe and she felt those ticklish tremors already building. “Please Thalia! Don’t touch my toes! Don’t touch me!” she begged.
Thalia felt a thrill in her body as she heard that begging. She then took the tip of her right index finger and placed it at the very tip of that helpless big toe. She then slid it slowly down the length of the toe and she could see how much the foot was straining to get free already. She loved how reactive the foot was, which was going to make this torture so much fun. Her finger made it to the base of the toe, where the twine was wrapped around it, and then stroked her fingertip right back up the digit. She did like the texture of that toe. It wasn’t too soft, but it wasn’t calloused either. She then started to diddle her finger on the bottom of the toe, and she started to hear giggles. That was a great sign that these feet were going to be really ticklish if the big toe was already making her giggle. Her eyes then looked at the undersides of the other toes as well. With the big toe pulled away from the index toe, it made the other toes vulnerable as well. She really wouldn’t be able to curl them in a natural defense, so it left those delicate undersides completely at her mercy. She decided to do a test stroke and placed her finger on the very tender underside of the index toe and swiped it to her right, making sure she touched each of those meaty toes.
“HHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HEY!!! That tickles!” Bessie laughed as she felt that finger stroking underneath her toes. The touching of her big toe drove her crazy, and now her other toes were being tickled. She also noticed that she couldn’t move her toes at all. That surprised her because every single time her feet were tickled, she was able to at least move her toes around. This time, they weren’t moving at all, which meant she couldn’t even try to protect them. She had been tied up before, mainly by Gloria, but this simple toe tie seemed to make her feel the most vulnerable. She had no idea what she was going to do, then she felt another finger swipe on the bottoms of her toes. “HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!” she laughed.
“Yes, you do have ticklish toes. I love it. I love the way you laugh when I touch these toes. Makes me wonder….” Thalia mused as she continued to stroke her finger side to side on the bottom of the toes and loved watching them do their best to curl. She really liked the tenderness of the skin and also the fact that these were very thick toes. It gave her plenty of skin to tickle. There was always something fun about tickling a woman’s foot. There were many shapes and sizes that she tickled over the years, and each woman had some pretty nice feet. She then placed her finger right at the base of the toes and slowly traced her fingertip along that line, from the base of the index toe, all the way to the baby toe. She loved the laughter coming from Bessie and that made her smile. “Yep, you are really ticklish on this spot of your foot.” she finished.
Bessie felt that slow stroke on the base of her toes and it really drove her wild. She was already exhausted, and every single nerve on her body was on edge. Her toes were always a weakness and now that powerful Greek woman had clear access to that vulnerable spot. The tickling was already driving her crazy and she couldn’t help but laugh. She even wondered how she was still able to laugh after all this time. She had suffered a lot of tickle punishment, and now that Thalia was at her feet, the torment was going to continue.
Babs watched the foot tickling with great interest. Ever since she got to tickle Ruth of Plotsville Bank and her feet, she loved foot tickling. There was just something about a ticklish foot that gave her a thrill. She remembered how much she enjoyed pushing poor Ruth into insanity with her foot tickles, and she also had a wonderful opportunity to torment Mandy from The Thirsty Cowboy and her feet. This was such a great adventure for her in terms of tickling victims and especially their feet. But the crowning achievement was tickling the feet of the Deputy apprentice, Becky. The way she tormented that young woman’s feet was something she continued to think about till this day. She loved the way she tormented those big tender feet and hoped to one day get revenge against the woman. She ended up being captured by Becky, and she found that to be very humiliating. She wanted to torture her again, and if Darby was going to be captured, then surely her apprentice would be with her as well. Babs then looked at Bessie’s foot and loved the design of it. That foot was very meaty, which meant there was plenty of flesh to play with. She loved the idea of the toe tie, making that foot completely vulnerable. She looked on with great lust as the sound of Bessie’s laughter really got her excited. She wondered just how long the woman could hold out. She also hoped she would be able to tickle that foot as well.
Thalia continued her toe torture and moved her finger from the base of the toes, and then to the pads of the toes. She noticed there was a different tone in Bessie’s laughter when she went to the pads of the toes. She was finding all the hot spots on the toes and knew she still had the rest of the foot to play with. She wanted to make sure she touched every single square inch of this foot flesh, and the toes were just the beginning. She did think about how she usually saved the toes for last, but because they were so helpless at this moment, she went after them first. Toes were usually the worst spot on a woman’s foot, she might as well torture poor Bessie. She then moved her finger to the crevice between the big toe and index toe. Since the toe was pulled away, it exposed all that wonderful skin between. She tickled the side of the big toe, went down to the connective part of the ball of the foot, then tickled the side of the index toe. She loved that squeal Bessie gave, and this was becoming more and more fun for her. “You have such ticklish toes! I can do this all night long….” she threatened.
Bessie felt that finger between her big toe and index toe and she couldn’t help but squeal. It really tickled her. Even when her toes were tickled before, they were not touched with this kind of precision. It was as though Thalia wanted to touch every single nerve ending on her toes. She desperately wanted to close her toes, but it was no use. She felt those ticklish tremors tearing through her body again and again and again and she just couldn’t take it anymore. “HAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! Thalia, I can’t take it anymore!!!” she begged.
“Yes you can! You can take it, Bessie. I am being really nice to your toes right now. I must say, I do like them a lot. They are so reactive to the lightest of touches….” Thalia teased as she continued to tickle the sides of those toes. Then she moved her finger to the connective part of the ball of the foot and used the very tip of her finger to tickle that spot. She heard another ticklish squeal coming from her victim and she had a sadistic smirk on her face. This was becoming a lot of fun, so she decided to go after the spaces between the other toes as well. She went between the middle toe and the index toe and found that crevice to be quite sensitive to her touch. She heard that delightful ticklish shriek from her victim and knew she had found a hot spot. She wormed her finger into the crevice point and wiggled it with some pressure. That really got a nice reaction out of Bessie and that only motivated her to keep going.
“HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!” Bessie roared as she felt that finger wiggling in that toe crevice. The intensity started to really drill down into her body, and she really tried to clamp her toes. She had some movement, but her toes were so helpless. Her head started to shake, and her leg was vibrating a lot. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else besides that very powerful ticklish shockwave coming from her toes, all the way through her left leg, into her body and through to her head. She knew her toes were very sensitive and now this woman was going to exploit that very weakness. She tried her best to beg for it to all stop. “THALIA PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT IS TOO MUCH!!! HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
Thalia only shook her head to disregard that begging. She wanted to really punish these toes and make Bessie feel everything. She then pulled her finger away and went after the next crevice, the space between the middle toe and the ring toe. She was rewarded with another ticklish shriek and loved it. She just loved playing with a woman’s toes. She loved the way they wiggled around, but with Bessie at this moment, the toes were just there, not being able to defend themselves. This gave her clear access to play with that sensitive skin anyway she wanted. She then used her right hand to hold the ring toe and pulled it away from the middle toe, opening up that space. She then used her left hand’s fingers to tickle that area in there and once again, heard another ticklish shriek. She was playing Bessie like a puppet at this point. If she wanted her to shriek, all she had to do was apply some pressure in that crevice area. If she wanted a steady stream of giggles, all she had to do was tickle the sides of the toes. She was truly starting to enjoy herself at this moment and had one more crevice to attack. “This is not too much, Bessie. This is only the beginning. I really like your feet…..” she told her.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HA NO MORE!!!” Bessie screamed. The attack on her toes crevices was taking a toll on her body and she was in sheer ticklish agony. She couldn’t handle the way the fingers were applying pressure in that very delicate area of her toes. She kept feeling those intense shockwaves coursing through her body and she had no idea how much more she could take. It amazed her that she even lasted this long. She figured she should have been done for a long time ago, but somehow, she remained conscious and very sensitive. Then her eyes bugged out as a very intense ticklish electricity bolt ripped right through her very core. Thalia was now going after the toe crevice of her ring toe and baby toe. That was definitely the most sensitive spot of her toe crevices and the Greek warrior really applied pressure there. This was very overwhelming for her, and she went crazy.
Thalia loved the reaction she was getting out of Bessie. She loved playing with this specific crevice as it seemed to have drawn out the most intense laughter from Bessie. She wiggled her finger in that crevice, making sure she got deep enough in there to send the most horrible ticklish sensations possible. She watched the other toes tremble helplessly and it delighted her. Normally, the toes would be curling and clenching right now, but these toes couldn’t. This made it very easy for her to inflict the most intense feelings that she could do. As her fingers continued to attack that crevice, her eyes then went to the sole of the foot. She could see the expansive sole and knew that was just an open field of ticklish nerve endings, just waiting to be tortured. Her own desire to tickle that sole was growing and after she finished with these toes, she was going to play with that beautiful pale skin. “Tickle tickle tickle. Does this drive you crazy? I bet it does. Poor, poor Bessie. Her toes are being tickled and there is nothing she can do about it. I just want you to laugh and laugh and laugh.” she taunted.
Bessie’s head fell backwards and down as the ticklish waves continued to wash over her body. This was such a long time of her toes being attacked, that she just didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. Her entire body felt so helpless. Thalia was breaking her down completely all over her body and there seemed to be no end to it. Her precious toes were being tickle violated, and the woman just showed no mercy. She wondered how much longer this entire torture session would continue. Her upper body was tickle ravaged, and now her foot was being tickled. She hoped this was the finale, but she knew down deep, this might have been another beginning. She tried to beg, but she could not form the words because she was laughing so hard as the finger tickle destroyed that crevice.
Thalia truly loved what she was doing to poor Bessie. She kept grinding her finger in that crevice, forcing some of the most horrific ticklish screams she could. Playing with these toes was a lot of fun, but now it was time to play with the rest of the foot. She pulled her finger out from that last crevice and allowed Bessie to recover somewhat. She could hear the residual laughter, and then the heavy breathing. She also loved the way Bessie was babbling her words, which meant she truly pushed Bessie to her limits and perhaps beyond. She then gently patted the sole, her palm touching that tender skin. “There there Bessie, I am not tickling your toes right now. You can breathe….” she told her.
Bessie felt a wave of relief as the toe tickling had finally stopped. She knew she was saying words, but she had no idea what she was saying. She was so tired right now, and those ticklish tremors still kept her nerves on edge. She tried to curl her toes once again, only to confirm they were still trapped. Then she winced and giggled with each soft pat on the bottom of her foot. Her foot was so responsive and sensitive right now that if she were tickled, she figured she just might lose her mind. Her eyes remained closed, and she tried to breathe as best as she could. “Please…..no more….no more….” she wheezed.
“No more what? Tell me, what do you not want more of?” Thalia teased. She really did love torturing her victims and this mental game she played with Bessie was definitely a fun one.
Bessie groaned when she heard Thalia ask her that question. Once again, this cruel woman from Greece was trying to mess with her mind. She didn’t even care. She knew she had to try and beg anyway. Because she did not want Thalia to tell her she would have stopped if only she had begged her. “Please….no more tickling….I-I can’t stand it. I don’t want this anymore.” she begged.
“No more tickling? But think about all the fun we are having right now! You have some wonderfully sensitive toes, and you have the sweetest laughter.” Thalia told her. She really enjoyed the power she had over Bessie. This woman was at her total mercy, and she just wanted to keep trying to humiliate her. She then thought of a fun topic to discuss. “Tell me Bessie, do you know if Darby has ticklish feet?” she asked.
Bessie felt a chill in her body as she heard that question. It reminded her that she was in the position she was in was because of her association with Darby. That’s who Thalia really wanted to torment, her dear friend, and she was being used as bait to capture her. She wondered if she should tell Thalia Darby’s weaknesses. She definitely knew how ticklish those feet were, but should this tormentor know? She thought about the large, incredibly soft, pink feet of Darby and hoped Thalia did not want an answer. Then she felt another pat on the bottom of her foot and it was obvious. If she didn’t answer, she was going to get her foot tickled! “W-Why do you want to know?” she asked nervously.
“Because I want to know. I want to know who will suffer more on their feet. You, or Darby? So, answer my question. Does Darby have ticklish feet?” Thalia asked. She then looked at the helpless ball of the foot and was going to focus on that part first.
Sabrina had a wide grin as she heard the question asked. Out of all the people in this room that knew the answer to that question, she was definitely that person. She loved the fact that she already knew the answer to that question and instead of blurting it out, it would be fun to hear Bessie scream and laugh that information out. She also started to picture those perfect feet in her head. She remembered how big they were, how soft they were, how ticklish they were. It was truly a great experience and she really wanted to get her hands on those feet once again. Her eyes looked at the helpless left foot and she really hoped Thalia would destroy that foot.
Bessie felt those ticklish tremors building up once again and if she wanted to survive, she had better answer the question. She knew just how ticklish her friend was and, in a sense, felt like she was about to betray her. But her mind, body and soul were so tormented that hopefully Darby would understand later. “Yes….she has ticklish feet.” she moaned.
“Good! I love to hear that. Because I cannot wait until she is captured. I will take off her boots and her socks, then I will destroy those feet of hers. Did you ever tickle them?” Thalia asked as she started to lightly circle her finger right in the middle of the ball of the foot.
Bessie felt that finger tickling the ball of her foot and she gritted her teeth. Even that simple touch was driving her crazy. She really hated the fact that her foot was about to be tickled and she heard Thalia’s question. It seemed harmless enough considering they were friends. “Hehehe yes!! I tickled her feet!” she squealed.
Thalia slowly moved her finger from the top of the ball of the foot, towards the outside edge, only to swoop down to the bottom of the ball, then agonizingly slow across the bottom of the ball of the foot, and especially where the arch met the ball. She could see that left leg vibrating and those giggles were like music to her ears. She also loved the answer that was given. It was time to further play with this thought process and then continued to circle her finger all over the ball of that trapped foot. “I bet you liked it, didn’t you? I bet you would love to get your hands on her feet again. Or would you rather it be me?” she teased.
Bessie had an image of Darby’s feet in her head, and it reminded her of when she laid eyes on them for the first time ever. Gloria Wellington had made Darby remove her shoes and socks and played with those feet. Then she was instructed to touch those feet and once she did, it absolutely stunned her that someone could have feet that soft. It was as though they had never touched the ground before and perhaps as soft as they were when Darby was born. She also thought about the times when Darby was sleeping, and she playfully tickled those magnificent feet. She did it in the maid’s quarters and even as recent as a dinner meeting she had about 6 months ago. It was fun playing with those soft feet, so admitting she liked it would not be a big deal. What did concern her was the thought of this woman torturing her friend. She already felt how cruel she was to her; she could only imagine what she would do to poor Darby if she captured her. As the finger continued to stroke all over the ball of her foot, she thought about the second question that was asked. She also figured that was an easier answer because if Darby knew her feet were going to be tickled, she would definitely choose her, a caring, loving friend, and not a ruthless bounty hunter who wanted to really torture her. “I would hehehehehe love to tickle hehehehehehe her feet again...” she giggled.
“I bet you would. Only there is one problem. I will be tickling both of you, maybe at the same time. Hehehe” Thalia threatened. She did like the idea of Bessie’s foot next to Darby’s and tickle the both of them senseless. She started to wonder what the deputy’s feet looked like and was looking forward to capturing the woman. “I changed my mind; I think I will tickle her feet myself. As for you, you can just laugh.” she told her.
Bessie started to laugh harder as the fingers started to move faster on the ball of her foot. It really started to get more intense, and her laughter started to pick up. The way the finger tickled and teased that skin really sent her into convulsions. After the toe tickling, any other spot on her foot was going to be ticklish as well. When she felt that finger slowly moving across the ball of her foot, from the inside edge, all the way across the surface area, and finally off the outside edge of her foot, she couldn’t help but squeal a little harder. Then the finger moved right back across that area, and it was like Thalia was using great precision. She again tried in vain to move her foot, but it just would not budge. Then, the finger slowly started to creep into the arch of her foot and that sent a new, more powerful wave of ticklish agony throughout her entire body. “NOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T STAND IT!” she screamed.
Thalia smirked when she heard that reaction as her fingers started to slowly move into the arch of the foot. It was such a great delight touching this skin and wanted to savor every single moment. She saw her fingers now in the arch area and she just moved them around with no specific pattern, just random touches all over. She felt the foot shaking as much as it possibly could as she got close to the instep area and then moved it back to the center of the arch. There was just something magical about a woman howling in laughter as she was getting her feet tickled. She started to get lost in her thoughts as she continued along her ticklish path on this very nice foot. She then moved her fingers up over the ball of the foot, going towards the toes, and then looped right back down and went back into the arch, and she heard another shriek. She started to chuckle to herself as the sounds Bessie was making sounded like a wounded animal in sheer desperation. She just wanted to keep inflicting as much tickle torture as possible.
Bessie felt those fingers traveling up and down her foot and she started to get lightheaded. The feeling was becoming so overwhelming that she slipped into silent laughter and her body started to go limp. She did not know if she had reached her breaking point or not, but she was dangerously close to going over. Her fight to try and resist was starting to wane and now she prayed that she would lose consciousness and just end this torment. Her head went limp and hung down backwards and her mouth was just wide open, but no sound came out.
Thalia noticed that Bessie was now in silent laughter and wanted to push her just a little bit further, but not over the edge. She did not want this woman to pass out on her. She wanted her alert so that she could keep tormenting her body and her mind. She then moved her hand away from the foot and to give just a moment to stop the continuous tickling she was performing. She waited a moment to see if Bessie would just resume either heavy breathing or her pathetic begging. She could hear faint sounds coming from her victim and smirked again. She then put her hand high into the air, paused for a moment, then slammed the palm of her hand downwards with great force and smacked the sole of the foot as hard as she could. The sound echoed throughout the room and now she heard Bessie’s voice again.
Bessie’s mind went active again as she felt that very hard slap on the bottom of her foot. It wasn’t agonizing pain; it was just a slap that really jolted her back to the realm of the conscious. She felt one wave of slight pain, but now she was alert again. She groaned because she was so close to slipping into dreamland, and now she was back in this cruel world Thalia put her in. Her foot felt really sensitive, and she thought she felt the flesh on the sole thumping a little. “Please Thalia…..please let me go…..” she whimpered as the feelings in her foot seemed to really be active.
“Bessie, we have been over this a few times now. You are not getting set free. You have to suffer, remember?” Thalia responded. She then reached her hand up high into the air again, paused, then slammed her hand back down and struck the sole of the foot as hard as she could with the palm of her hand, making another loud echo in the room. She heard those whimpers coming from Bessie and it delighted her. She remembered this technique that she learned from her friend Helga. The bastinado was such an effective way to break a woman down. But their style was not about the pain aspect, unlike what men would do to others. Their version was to inflict enough pain and contact to increase the sensitivity in the foot, so when they do tickle them, the feet would be much more responsive. She looked at that vulnerable sole and knew that it was going to be a lot more responsive to her tickle attack. She then raised her hand one more time and prepared to strike that helpless sole. “One……more…..time.” she said aloud, so even Bessie could hear it.
Bessie felt those strikes on her foot and even though there was initial pain, it quickly subsided, and she felt the nerve endings on her feet really were on fire. She then heard Thalia mention it one more time, and even though she tried to brace herself subconsciously, when that hand hit her foot again, she couldn’t help but yelp in pain. Then the pain subsided and now she really could feel her foot being sensitive. It was as though the air touching her foot set her off. She still could not move her foot and she started to panic again. This woman would not stop torturing her. She was going to tickle her again, maybe hit her foot again, and would not let her pass out. The emotions ran high again as she was feeling really desperate. Then she felt fingers scrabbling all over her foot and that made her go into shock. The sheer intensity of those feelings was enough to shatter her mind and she howled in ticklish agony. “HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHNOOOOOOOOOOOOO OH GAWD!!! JHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHA STOOOOOP!!! STOOOOOOOOPPPP!!” she wailed.
Thalia ran her fingers as fast as she could on that arch area and loved the reaction she got out of Bessie. She could tell that this round produced even stronger ticklish feelings and she was going to drive her wild. Just using this technique made her think of Helga. She thought about the fun they sometimes had with each other as they would tickle and torture a few women for fun. She smiled over those memories, especially about a time where they each had the foot of some barmaid they kidnapped and tickled her until she was a broken pile of goo. They then laughed about it, threw the woman into a compost heap and went back into the bar to drink about it. It was memories like that that made her miss her Russian friend and even strengthened her resolve to capture the woman who put her into prison. She truly wanted Darby to suffer because of that, and because she broke up Christos’ purchase and even indirectly challenged her. Now that she had a close friend of that deputy, she wanted to make sure she tortured her. There was also one more technique she learned from Helga and poor Bessie here was going to learn it. For now, she continued to run her fingers up and down the foot, and then went to the instep.
Bessie felt those fingers on her instep and her screaming of ticklish laughter went up another level. Her feet were always maddingly ticklish, but after those slaps on her feet, they seemed even worse than before. This was something she wished she had never found out about. The way Thalia was being aggressive with her helpless foot really frightened her deep into her soul. This woman was showing her no mercy and all she could do was laugh. She felt her body going limp again, because she was tired. She was tired of fighting this. She was tired of the torture and the mind games. She was just tired. She did not want any more of this torture and the thought of being a sex slave started to really seep in. There was nothing she could do, and she was starting to resign herself to her fate.
Thalia continued her cruel, ticklish path on the bottom of this foot and even went towards the heel. She found it to be very responsive as well. Not as much as the arch, the ball of the foot or the toes, but was expected. The heel generally wasn’t as responsive as the more tender spots. But she still got a good reaction from it. Bessie was still screaming, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She then looked at those toes again and remembered how much fun it was to play with them. She reminded herself to thank Carissa for reminding her about the toe tie, and now the thought of the right foot entered her mind. There was still another foot to play with and torture. She then stopped tickling this left foot, because there was a new fresh foot to play with! She then lowered her head and gave a soft kiss right in the arch of that tormented left foot. “All done…” she said.
Bessie felt the fingers stopping on her foot and she felt some relief. There were still some residual ticklish feelings going through her body, but at least the primary attack was over. Then she felt a soft kiss on her sole, and that sent a small tremor of pleasure in her body. She always loved it when her feet were kissed, especially when Phoebe would do it. It was always so soothing for her, and she hoped that like her nipples, Thalia would at least give her that pleasure. The ticklish feelings started to dissipate, and her breathing was still very heavy. She could still feel the ticklish tingles in her left foot and really hoped it was over. Then she heard Thalia say she was done, and now she felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps she had been tortured long enough and the Greek warrior had her fun. She wondered if she was finally going to be set free. “Thank….you….” she wheezed.
Thalia shook her head, then started to move over to the right foot. She stared at that foot and could see those meaty toes wiggling involuntarily. She then looked back over at Amalia who then walked up to her with another string of twine. She was definitely going to tie that toe as well, so she could have unfettered access to the right foot. “Bessie, Bessie, Bessie….. Are you doing ok? Hehe” she asked sarcastically.
Bessie groaned as she heard Thalia’s voice. It did sound like perhaps she was done, and she did not want to give her any reason to keep torturing her. Being asked if she was ok would probably be the chance she needed to finally end this tickling nightmare. “I’m not……Please Thalia….I can’t take it anymore…. I think I am about to die….” she whimpered.
Thalia let out a very loud laugh as she heard that response. She knew Bessie was in pure desperation and was trying to appeal to her heart. She knew she had no heart when it came to torture, and it amused her. She then tried to look over at Bessie’s face. She moved away from the foot and walked to the head area. She then knelt down a little to stare at that sweaty face. It looked as though Bessie went to hell and back, and she was about to go right back to hell. “Stop being so melodramatic, Bessie. You are not about to die. You will wish you were dead as I am not done with you, but the good news is that I won’t let you die. You have a new purpose in life, and I am going to do everything I can to make sure you fulfill it.” she told her.
Bessie heard Thalia’s voice coming from her right side and she looked over at her. She saw that cold stare, with that evil smirk and it touched her soul. Just hearing that her torture was not over yet, and this woman was not going to show her any mercy. This got her very sad as she just could not take any more of this torture. “Please Thalia…you have to stop this. I-I will die. I don’t want this anymore…” she started to cry.
“Did I ever tell you that I like to see you cry? Keep crying because it will be the first of many times where you will shed tears. Shed them now because when my employer has his dick inside you, he doesn’t want anyone crying. So, cry now, but I will make you laugh very shortly. I need you to be a bit more festive. I truly enjoyed tickling your foot just now and I have some wonderful news for you. You have another foot…..” Thalia told her, then stood back up and walked back towards that right foot. It was now time to tie the toe to the cuff, then torture poor Bessie for another round.
Bessie almost lost all control of her emotions when she heard Thalia mention her other foot. She really wished the foot tickling would stop, but it appeared her other foot was going to suffer as well. She wondered how much longer all this torture end would. She had been in this same bondage position for quite some time and her limbs were completely exhausted from all the straining and pulling. Her neck was sore, her body temperature was really warm, and she just wanted to be free. She even considered just submitting herself and telling Thalia she would be a willing sex slave in order for all this torture to stop. The idea started to gain steam because if she continued to be tickled, she truly feared she would lose her mind. Then she felt her right big toe being grabbed, and that fear increased again. “Thalia…please don’t do this to me anymore…..I am begging you….please don’t….” she whimpered.
Thalia started to whistle as she tied one end of the twine around the right big toe. This was becoming a chore of love for her as she wanted to inflict another round of foot tickling on poor Bessie. She could hear her pathetic cries and ignored them. It was time to put her through another hellacious round of tickling, as she prepared to finish the woman off. Once she finished the feet, it would be time to destroy the rest of Bessie’s body by taking an orgasm from her, and then, completely break her mind and her will. Bessie wasn’t Darby, but she was close enough to the deputy to really torture her further than she did to the previous women this day. Once the twine was tied around the base of that toe, she pulled on it towards the cuff, and the big toe started to separate from the index toe. She loved looking at that exposed space between the toes and was going to have a lot of fun playing with it. She then tied the other end of the twine to the cuff and made sure it was tight. Her eyes then looked over at the foot and it was completely helpless. The toes tried to curl but they couldn’t. The foot tried to move around, but it couldn’t. That pale skin was inviting her to tickle all over it and she licked her lips. Thalia heard those whimpers again and she knew poor Bessie was frightened out of her mind. She wondered where she should tickle first. Should she go after the toes first, like she did with the left foot, or should she work her way up the sole. She decided on the latter and placed the tips of her four fingers minus the thumb of her left hand directly on the heel. She felt the foot try to twitch and it was delightful because this foot was just as sensitive to her touch. “You seem jumpy! I guess this foot is just as ticklish as the other. I love ticklish feet. I really could play with these feet all night. Wouldn’t you love for me to play with your feet all night?” she asked.
Bessie groaned as she felt those fingers resting on her heel. The ticklish feeling started to grow in her body, and this was just a simple touch. That really concerned her because she was going to really feel this torture again. Then the fingers slowly moved around the heel, sending more and more ticklish jitters all throughout her body. The thought of this happening to her all night petrified her. She would not be able to stand that much sensory torture. She didn’t even know what to do anymore. She begged, pleaded, and even offered to perform sexual acts to have this torture stop, but Thalia just would not relent. It was a total nightmare for her, and her body started to tremble as the ticklish sensations increased. Bessie didn’t know what else to do but just to keep begging. “Please hehe don’t tickle my foot. I am begging you hehehee what do you want me to do?” she asked in a whining voice.
“What do I want you to do? That’s a great question….” Thalia responded. Her fingers slowly moved over the heel area and could feel the foot desperately trying to move around. Her fingers moved in a circle on the heel, covering the entire heel area and even that spot where the heel flows into the arch area. She really did like this thick, meaty sole, with so many wonderful nerve endings. She then moved her fingertips in an up and down motion on the heel and the sweet giggles coming from her victim started to increase. She absolutely loved when a woman had very ticklish heels because it meant the other parts of the foot were even more ticklish. The left foot was such a fun time, she looked forward to really going after the right one. Now, it was playtime! “….I think you know the answer. I want you to…….laugh.” she told her in a calm voice.
“Hahahahahahahahahaha it tickles!!! Stop tickling meeeeeeee!!!” Bessie laughed as the fingers started to move faster on her heel. The ticklish feelings continued to go through her body, and she felt the rest of her body twitching around again. The way the fingers stroked across that skin sent many shivers in her body and she just couldn’t help but laugh. She was also still aware that this was just her heel and once the rest of her foot got touched, she was going to lose it. She let out a ticklish squeal when the fingers really went after the center of her heel. She shivered and writhed a bit when the fingers would stroke on the outside edges of the heel and even near her Achilles tendon. She really wasn’t touched there as much, and it drove her wild.
Thalia could tell Bessie was very responsive when her fingers tickled that exposed Achilles tendon. That gave her a great idea as she wanted to continue to throw Bessie off and make her react to unexpected things. She stared at that very delightful sole, and she loved it. But she also thought about the skin on the top of the foot. That area wasn’t tickled as much, and she figured that she should test it out. Her finger slowly moved from the heel and the Achilles tendon and slowly moved their way up the side of the foot, but on the top part. She could feel the foot really trying to move around and that delighted her. It meant the skin was very reactive and it was time to send Bessie into a new fresh hell of tickle torture. “Hmmm….you have such soft skin. The bottoms of your feet are very soft, but I noticed that the skin on the top of your foot feels really nice. Let’s play with it…” she threatened.
Bessie felt a very powerful surge of ticklish sensations tearing through her as she felt that very light touch on the top of her foot. That feeling of the fingers on the side of her foot on the top side sent an incredible amount of feelings and she tried to desperately moved her right foot and right leg. She felt even more helpless because her toes on the right foot were also rendered helpless. Her left foot was still immobile as well. This knowledge made her feel completely vulnerable because she could not move her feet at all. They were trapped and at this woman’s mercy. Now that the skin on the top of her foot was being touched, that seemed to make her even more responsive. Her laughter started to increase as the fingers continued to stroke and tickle that skin and it drove her wild. She never really had the tops of her feet tickled as much and had no idea how to react. She could only laugh. Now, the fingers started to really move around faster and that feeling hit her like a ton of bricks. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THALIA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THALIA!!!!” she screamed.
“I am glad you know my name….” Thalia joked as she continued to stroke her fingers on the delicate skin on the top of the foot. It also gave her a chance to look at the bottom of the foot. She really did like the shape and design of Bessie’s foot and figured she would put it in her top 5 of the sex slave’s feet. She had her favorites, and each slave had something to offer. Bessie had a lot to offer with her sexy, athletic body, this insane amount of ticklishness, the very soft and beautiful mocha colored skin, and these thick, tender feet. Tickling her and ravishing her sexually was always going to be a great treat. She then moved her fingers to the base of the toes and felt the foot really trying to move around as much as it could. That brought a smile to her face as she really hit a nice spot it appeared. “Oooh!! Is that a ticklish spot? I like this….” she told her.
The feeling of those fingers at the base of her toes on the top of Bessie’s foot proved to be a very sensitive spot on her foot. Bessie really started to laugh harder, and she tried everything she could to move her toes to try and get away from those evil fingers. She even started to feel a little pain in her big toe because she was really using all of the strength she had left in getting her foot away that she pulled on that twine. It was a futile effort because her foot was not going anywhere at all. Those horrible ticklish feelings continued to destroy her mind piece by piece and she just laughed. Then she shrieked again as the fingers started to tickle directly on top of the toes. That feeling was really bad for her, and she just could not move her toes away.
Sabrina continued to watch with great interest as she saw how Thalia was tickling that right foot. She liked the way the Greek bounty hunter was methodically tormenting the trapped foot. She remembered tickling a victim of hers on the top of the foot and knew how deadly it could be. The top of the foot was not tickled as much because the soles were always the main target. But the top of the foot could be as equally ticklish if focused upon. She wished she could touch Bessie’s foot. Thalia was having a lot of fun breaking down poor Bessie, and all she could do was watch. She started to get antsy and wanted to tickle someone. She also felt her lust growing and she was going to have to rub an orgasm out when she went to sleep later. This was such an amazing day of tickle torture and sexual humiliation that she was about to burst. She then looked over at Babs who seemed to be mesmerized by the foot tickling. She thought it was cute her partner enjoyed tickling feet. Now that they were no longer in prison, they could resume their criminal activity and tickle the feet of many helpless women and the rest of their bodies. There was something she did want to learn from Thalia, however. Sabrina had confidence that she could tickle a body just as well as the Greek bounty hunter, but she did notice that the orgasms that Thalia ripped from her victims seemed to be extra powerful. That she wanted to learn more about. That thought made her look towards Bessie’s exposed pussy and she got even more aroused by the sight. The pussy was right there, open and ready to be touched. Those dark folds contrasted with the pink interior that was peeking out of the pussy. She then leaned towards Babs and whispered into her ear. “I am ready for that pussy to be played with. I don’t know about you, but I am so horny right now. Hehehe”
Babs chuckled a little as she felt the same way. Watching all of this torture made her own arousal rise and she wanted some sexual action as well. She loved the way Thalia tickled the top of the foot and stared at the bottom of those meaty toes unable to wiggle around because of the strong toe tie. Her eyes then wandered down the right leg and then she saw that same exposed pussy. Hearing how horny her partner was made her hornier and she also had a desire to tickle that pussy. She turned towards Sabrina and smiled. “Yeah, I am horny too. I wonder when she is going to play with that sweet looking pussy. I want to see her cum….” she whispered back.
Thalia was really enjoying herself tickling the top of this foot and it got some really great reactions out of Bessie. Her eyes never left the sole of the foot and now she craved it. She wanted to play with that sole and try to bring out the worst ticklish feelings possible. She then stopped tickling the top of the foot and paused for a moment. She chuckled under her breath as she heard a desperately begging woman trying to recover from the foot tickling. She was delighted to see the foot not being able to move as typically a foot would move around to shake off the ticklish sensations. With the helpless foot, it just had to stay in place and the ticklish feelings would take a little longer to go away. She started to hear a few cries between Bessie’s heavy breathing and words of desperation. She then turned around to the other women in the room and winked. It was time to really push Bessie further into hell. She then raised her left hand high into the air and focused her eyes on the bottom of that vulnerable foot. It was really time to wake up the nerve endings, and she slammed the palm of her hand down onto that exposed skin. A loud slap echoed through the room, and she even felt slight pain sensations in her own hand. She knew she hit that foot really hard. The skin turned pink for a moment, then returned to the pale color. It was time to do some bastinado on this foot, so she could really tickle it.
Bessie continued to feel those very hard slaps on the bottom of her right foot. Which each slap, she would hear the sound of it and feel the slight pain from it. It didn’t hurt too bad, but it made her yelp with each strike. Her brain remembered when this happened to her left foot, so she knew what was about to happen to her. Her foot was very much more sensitive after those strikes on the other foot and that ticklish fear grew even more inside her. She looked towards Thalia and could see her face. She looked so focused on striking her foot and it just amazed her that this woman was so tactical on how she tortured her. Then the strikes stopped, and she groaned in misery. The inability to even move her foot really affected her emotions because of that feeling of total helplessness. She instinctively kept going with what she knew was ineffective. Begging Thalia to stop. “Please Thalia….stop this. That hurt me….” she whimpered.
Thalia shook her head and ignored Bessie’s pleas. She loved how the pale skin turned a very light pink as her strikes hit the mark. That flesh was going to be really responsive and now it was time to have some fun. She then took the tips of her index and middle fingers and placed it right on the crease where the index and middle toes were connected to the ball of the foot. Then with a little pressure, she slowly slid those fingers down the length of the foot, going across the ball of the foot, into the arch and then off the heel. She could feel the foot desperately trying to move, but it didn’t move at all. Then she started to hear those giggles. The giggles started to get stronger as her finger moved across the tender flesh, and she continued her path. When her fingers made it to the arch, she lingered there for a moment, which really seemed to make Bessie laugh even harder. “I love how ticklish you are….I bet I could tickle these feet all night long and you never lose sensitivity…” she teased.
Bessie continued to laugh as those fingers continued their cruel tickling path on the bottom of her foot. She also heard Thalia’s teasing words and that seemed to increase her sensitivity. She shook her own head, trying to do anything she could to shake off those horrible ticklish feelings, but it was no use. Those fingers were destroying her and all she could do was laugh about it. Then the fingers went closer to her instep and that produced another round of loud ticklish laughter. This Greek bounty hunter just seemed to know where all her hot spots were and was trying to touch them all. The ticklish energy in her body was overloading her nervous system and she felt herself slipping into that uncontrollable laughter again. Then the fingers started to circle around in her arch, touching the edges and then the center and there was just no mercy from this woman.
Thalia loved the reactions she was getting from Bessie and wanted to keep pushing this woman. Tickling the arch proved to be the best spot, but she wanted to tease the ball of the foot as well. She then moved her four fingers minus the thumb and drummed them all across the wide expanse of the ball of the foot. There was a ticklish squeal coming from her victim that made her smile. The foot was quivering a lot, completely helpless to her touches and she focused on that area of the foot. Her fingers would move to the outside edge of the ball of the foot, then slowly scraped across the width of the ball of the foot, all the way to the inside edge of the area and even stimulated a little part of the instep. That seemed to really drive Bessie wild, and she started to form a satisfied grin on her face. She knew the finishing touches of this victim were coming soon, and it was time to push her over the edge. Her eyes then looked at those completely helpless toes. It was time to play with them and send her prisoner straight into insanity. “Poor Bessie…do you want me to stop tickling your foot?” she asked.
“YES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!” Bessie screamed as she felt those fingers still tormenting the ball of her foot. Then the fingers stopped tickling there and she took in a large amount of air and then groaned very loudly. She was so tired at this moment and wished it would all stop. She could feel herself sweating a lot more and her body was very hot. She was breaking down physically and she could barely hold on. “Please no more tickling…” she moaned.
Thalia loved hearing that sound. Bessie was falling apart, and she felt her adrenaline surging. Now, it was time to play with some toes! She didn’t respond to Bessie’s words and started to use the tip of her index finger and made circles on the pad of the right big toe. She felt the foot jerk a little and she grinned. She just loved sensitive toes. When she tormented the toes on the left foot, it got her very excited as they were so reactive. Now, it was time to play with this other set of toes. She continued to draw small circles on that pad of the toe and loved hearing the soft giggles coming from Bessie. “You have such cute toes. I really like playing with them…” she said.
Bessie felt the touches on her big toe, and she felt those ticklish shocks going through her body again. She realized her toes were about to be attacked, and she really started to resign herself to her fate. This woman was like a machine. She wanted to make sure she tickled everywhere on her foot, even though she was already devastated by that sole attack. Then the fingers started to go towards the tip of her toe and then slid right down into that exposed crevice. That made her squeal loudly and now her tears started to come from her eyes again. “Hahahahahahahaha Thalia!!! Stop tickling me!” she screamed.
Thalia ignored Bessie and continued to move her fingers into that exposed crevice between the big toe and index toe. She slid it all the way down the inside of the big toe, made it to the crevice where the toes connected, then slid right back up the side of the index toe. The laughter from Bessie kept getting louder and she wanted to make her scream. She then saw the rest of those meaty toes and those delicate undersides. She moved the tip of her index finger along the undersides and now the laughter got stronger, and the foot was straining to try and curl the toes. It was very amusing to her to see just how badly Bessie wanted to curl her toes to protect the undersides, but she couldn’t. When her fingers finally made it to the baby toe, she heard a high-pitched squeal and that made her chuckle.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! STOP! STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!!!” Bessie screamed in laughter as that finger went all along the underside of her helpless toes. That sensation was very powerful and when it got to her baby toe, she just lost it. She started to move her entire body as much as she could in response to those horrible ticklish sensations, but her foot still did not move. Neither foot could move because of those toe ties, so she was defenseless to stop the tickling of her toes. The finger then crept into the crevice between her baby toe and ring toe, and it sent another crushing wave of ticklish feelings into her body, and she just howled in laughter. This was so terrible for her, and she was losing it. Then the fingers went into the next space between her toes, and it only continued to push her to the brink of her mind snapping. “IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!!!” she screamed.
Thalia was starting to feel very aroused as the sounds Bessie was making were telling her this woman was about to snap at any moment. She loved how soft and delicate the skin was between the toes and let her finger linger in the crevice between the ring toe and middle toe. It was time to finish these wonderful toes off, so that she could push Bessie completely over the edge. Her finger then slipped out of that crevice and made it to the space between the middle toe and the index toe. With this crevice, she drilled the tip of her finger directly into that connecting joint on the ball of the foot and that really got a reaction from her victim. The screaming got really loud, but then it drifted into silent laughter. Her eyes looked downwards and saw the look of sheer ticklish agony on Bessie’s face. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound was coming out. She saw her head and arms trembling and knew she was going to pass out at any moment. She continued to drill her finger in that spot, trying to really make Bessie feel it and when she saw the head slumping backwards, she quickly removed her finger and stared.
Bessie felt the finger leave the crevice of her toes and she started to just surrender. She knew she could not take any more of this punishment and wanted it all to stop. She was tickled beyond her limits and her entire body felt like a sensitive ball of nerves. Air started to return to her lungs and the intense ticklish sensations died down a bit, but she could still feel those residual sensations. Her feet were tingling, and her body was going limp. She began to think that if Thalia continued to go after her ticklish feet, or tickle her anywhere else, she was going to die from exhaustion. She took this moment to try and think about anything but her torture. She thought about how she may never see Phoebe again. She just wanted this to stop and the acceptance of being a sex slave was building inside her. “No more…….*sob*…..no more….” she cried.
Thalia loved listening to those cries. It was always beautiful to her ears to listen to a victim breaking down completely. She then leaned down and placed her lips directly onto the arch of Bessie’s foot. She felt it quiver in response to the touch, then she kissed it. She liked how tender the skin was on her lips. It wasn’t too soft, but definitely not coarse and she loved it. “Poor Bessie……you sound miserable right now. I hope my kiss made you feel a little bit better.” she told her.
Bessie let out a small squeal when she felt the kiss on her foot. It was more of a surprise and any touch on her foot at this point would make her laugh. She heard Thalia’s words and even though the kiss wasn’t bad, she just did not want to be touched anymore. She started to cry some more as it was hard to hold it back at this point. She was defeated and broken down. This woman tickled her everywhere without mercy. Just the fact that a kiss made her almost scream let her know she was truly finished. “Please…..*sob* I’m sorry….” she cried.
Thalia then walked towards the area where she could look between Bessie’s legs. It was now time to have some fun with that wonderful looking pussy. But she wanted to put her in perfect position. She then went back towards the left foot and started to untie the toe tie. Once she removed that tie, she then started to uncuff the ankle, setting the leg free. It hit the ground softly, and then she went over to the right foot to repeat the same procedure. She wanted Bessie to be upright on this final part of the torture, so she could stare her in the eyes and truly destroy her mind. Now that both feet were on the ground, she then started to pull on the chair to lift the entire wooden board higher into the air. Because the wrists were still cuffed, it made her arms go higher into the air and soon, she was hanging by her wrists, her feet barely touching the ground. Her body drooped down, and she felt so exhausted. Her head then slumped forward, and she was so tired.
Thalia looked at her prisoner now hanging down by her wrists. She could see her entire body and loved the sight. The mocha colored skin was glistening with perspiration and just hung there. Those beautiful size C breasts were hanging down, but still looked perky. She could see that stomach and then the groin area. She licked her lips knowing what she was about to do to that sweet, sweet pussy. Her eyes then looked down at those toned, athletic legs and finally to the tops of the feet. She felt good about herself that she was able to tickle all over that body. She knew she pushed it far past what Bessie could probably take. Now, it was time to collect her prize. It was time to make her body really sensitive, more than it currently is. In order to do that, she was going to tear an orgasm out of her, then she had some very special plans to break this woman completely. This was her final preparation for her soon to be prisoner, Deputy Darby. She walked up to Bessie and placed her right index finger under the chin. She gently lifted the head, so she could stare into the eyes. “Awww….poor Bessie. You look absolutely terrible right now. Hehehe” she taunted.
Bessie looked at Thalia through her tear-filled eyes and started to feel a depression washing over her. Now that she was upright, she wondered what was about to happen next. The Greek tormentor was in her face right now and she heard those words. Those words hung on to her because she knew she was a complete mess at the moment. Her body was still on fire from the tickle torment she endured, and her breathing was still very heavy. She saw those cold eyes and wondered what was about to happen next. She mouthed the words “let me go please…” to her tormentor, but it didn’t change the facial expression at all.
“You really do like tired, Bessie. I do have good news for you though. Your torment is almost over. You see, you still have some will left in that body of yours. I want to remove it. I know your body can’t take it anymore, and I do not care. Haha but, I will give you a small gift. I will give your body something it will actually enjoy. Then, I will finish you…” Thalia threatened. She then moved her body even closer to Bessie’s and while she stared into those soft brown eyes, her right hand started to softly touch Bessie’s hips. She could feel her starting to wiggle a little as this touch was sure to slightly tickle her. She started to see the lips on Bessie’s face starting to form into a smile. Her hand then moved its way to the inner thigh on the right leg, the top of her hand touching the left thigh. She started to wiggle her fingers across that very delicate skin, and she started to hear the giggles coming out.
“Hehehehehehe” Bessie giggled as she felt fingers lightly stroking and teasing her right inner thigh. She could feel those ticklish feelings coursing through her body again and she wondered if this nightmare would ever end. Thalia’s fingers were now tickling some very sensitive areas and she wondered how much more she could endure. The fingers then moved to her left thigh, and she let out a ticklish squeak. She could still stare into those cold eyes but started to shift her weight from one leg to the other. “T-That tickles hehehehehe” she giggled.
“I know it does….I love how ticklish you are. Now, how about if I tickle somewhere more…pleasant?” Thalia asked then winked at her prisoner. She then took her right index finger and did a very slow stroke right down the slit of Bessie’s pussy. She was pleased that the pussy was very moist at the moment. It meant her earlier nipple play and even the tickling got Bessie ripe for this moment.
Bessie gasped as she felt that finger stroke her right between her legs. It dawned on her what was about to happen next. Her most private area was about to be tormented now! The finger continued to glide up and down her lips and even though it felt amazing, it also slightly tickled her. “Hehehe Thalia hehehe please don’t touch me…” she pleaded.
“I want to touch you there. I bet your pussy wants me to touch it. Yeah, you are wet for me. I know you want this, and I will give you some pleasure. But I want something from you. I want you to cum….” Thalia whispered to her. She then started to circle her finger and tease the clit area and she felt Bessie’s body shivering. She loved how her prisoner was so helpless at the moment. Her legs were not bound, but with Bessie exhausted, she knew there would be no resistance. She continued to slide her finger over that pussy area, and she started to hear the wetness of the pussy as her fingers now started to rub the sweet pussy.
Bessie’s mouth opened up in pleasure as she felt how those fingers started to rub her vagina. The feeling was incredible at the moment, and after all the tickling torment she went through, her body really loved this feeling. She was surprised how aroused and wet she was but remembered when Thalia played with her breasts. There was this mixture of sexual teasing and tickle torture that she was experiencing, and it appeared the sexual part was going to be done to her. Her mind started to spin as her entire body was so responsive and sensitive that this rubbing on her mound really got her going. Her hips now started to writhe around as the pleasure started to increase in her body. She then let out a small moan and her eyes started to close. This was far better than being tickled, so she welcomed this touch. Her sexual body temperature started to increase, and she knew she would have an orgasm soon. She was too on edge to not have one.
“That’s right….enjoy me touching you. Give me that cum…” Thalia said softly as she could see the look of pleasure on Bessie’s face. She knew she had this woman right where she wanted her and was going to keep pushing those buttons to pull out a massive and mind shattering orgasm. As she continued to rub between the legs, she could feel just how wet this woman was. She knew Bessie was ready, and now she took her index finger and started to slowly slide it inside the pussy. She heard Bessie whimpering in pleasure, and she then moved her own body to the right side of Bessie, so she could get a good angle with her finger inside the pussy. Her finger slid in and out at a faster rate and could hear the love honey sloshing around on her finger. This made her very happy as she knew she was really working this woman up to a major release.
Sabrina watched in awe as she saw Thalia sexually pleasing Bessie. Even after all the other women she saw Thalia sexually conquer in this day, this one seemed particularly erotic. After watching the tickling nightmare Bessie went through, seeing her in sexual heat was very exciting. She could see how Thalia’s hand was ravishing the pussy and she could even hear the love honey sloshing around. She loved the sounds of pleasure coming from Bessie’s mouth and now she was getting really horny. She wished it was her having her way with Bessie’s sexy body right now. She even wondered what it would be like to have that hand on her own body. The way these prisoners were getting their orgasms torn from their bodies, it must have felt incredible. She softly bit her lower lip and felt her nipples throbbing. She couldn’t wait until she heard the moans of sexual release from Bessie.
Bessie felt that finger sliding in and out her pussy as though she was being fucked. It felt absolutely amazing and after all the physical torment she went through with the tickling, feeling this pleasure was very welcomed inside her body, although her mind knew there must be a reason she was being made to have an orgasm. She started to feel the finger now hitting a spot inside her pussy that sent an incredible amount of pleasure that sent her entire body in heavenly orbit. She could feel the finger pressing on that spot and her knees started to buckle from the pleasure. She was no longer thinking about her predicament, she was only thinking about the intense physical pleasure she was feeling right now. She closed her eyes and her body really started to writhe around in erotic pleasure. Her eyes opened again but started to roll into the back of her head. “Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh yeeeesssssssssss” she moaned.
Thalia had a satisfied smile as she heard those sounds coming from Bessie. She knew her finger really hit that G-spot and now she moved her thumb into position and started to rub the clit. The combination of clit and G-spot stimulation would make any woman succumb to the pleasure. She planned to do this to Darby as well. Her fingers continued to manipulate those spots and she could feel Bessie’s body really starting to tense up. She could hear her moans getting louder and even stronger and knew an orgasm would sure to hit very soon. “That’s right Bessie, give yourself to me….give me your cum.” she whispered.
Bessie heard those words and she really started to get into sexual heat. That feeling on her clit and inside her pussy was turning her inside out and now she felt that tidal wave of an orgasm forming, and it was building fast. Her eyes closed again and now she surrendered herself to the pleasure. She did not think about the fact she was a prisoner. She did not think about this was cruel woman tormenting her. She did not think about her life as a sex slave. All she could think about was this very powerful orgasm that was building up inside her body and about to crash over. She could feel tingles in her body from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. These fingers were very good at bringing out her sexual pleasure and she started to stand on her tippy toes as the wave of pleasure was starting to crest. “Oooohhhhh Ooooohhhhhhhhhh OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!! !” she screamed as the orgasm finally hit!
Thalia smiled as she heard those moans of pleasure. She could feel Bessie’s body convulsing and knew she just had a monstrous orgasm. She left her fingers in place to try and drag out every single ounce of pleasure from this sexy, athletic body. She even lowered her head a little and kissed the top of the right breast, trying to continue the sexual pleasure. She heard Bessie mewling, grunting and moaning as the orgasm continued wash over her body. She then slowly started to slide her fingers away from the pussy and she looked at them. She loved how much they glistened as poor Bessie was soaking wet between her legs. She lifted her hand to her face, then took a sniff. She liked what she smelled, then stuck the fingers in her mouth and sucked that love honey off of it. “Mmmmmmm….you taste delicious.” she teased.
Bessie continued to feel like she was floating on air as that monstrous orgasm continued to wash over her body. The feeling she felt was absolutely incredible. All that tension and all that release really made her feel good. Her mind wanted this release. She was still so tired and now she felt really good. Her breathing was still heavy and let her head hang down. She moaned in pleasure and started to think this was a great way to end her torture. Then she heard Thalia tell her how delicious she tasted, and that sent a thrill throughout her body. She remembered when Phoebe would tell her that after they had sex together. She really wished she was with Phoebe at this moment because she was completely spent and wanted to cuddle.
“Yes, you have been such a great delight….” Thalia whispered to Bessie. She then looked over at Carissa and nodded her head. It was now time for the final part of her attack on Bessie to take place. She then started to softly rub her hands across the breasts. She felt Bessie shivering under her touch and noticed her nipples got hard again. That was exactly what she wanted to happen and then saw Carissa approaching her. She saw her holding a jar and also some gloves. She then kissed Bessie on the cheek and smiled. “Now, you will break. Now you become mine…..” she threatened.
Bessie shuddered when she felt the kiss on her right cheek, and loved the way her breasts were rubbed. Then she heard Thalia tell her that she would be broken. She felt she was already broken, and what else could this woman do? She looked up and saw another woman walking towards her. That woman had a jar in her hand, gloves in another and even she was wearing them. She started to wonder what was in that jar and then saw Thalia moving to the woman. “W-What is that?” she asked.
“Something you will never forget….” Thalia responded. She then made it to Carissa and smiled. She then put the gloves on her hands as she did not want to touch the contents in that jar. She loved this jar as it always broke even the strongest of slaves. She definitely planned to use this on Darby when she was finally captured. She had gotten this jar from her friend Helga, and when she learned what it was, she loved it! Now it was Bessie’s turn to experience it. “I got something for you. I think you have been such a bad girl. You are pathetic, and I am going to break you, you miserable bitch.” she told her with a change in tone in her voice.
Bessie looked over at Thalia and saw the look on her face. It looked like she meant business and her words were very harsh. After enduring so much tickle torture, then having one of the greatest orgasms of her young life, now she was with a woman who seemed really angry at her. She didn’t know how to react, and she was stunned. “What?” was all she could say.
“Now that I have your body nice and ready for me, now I am going to make sure you are an obedient slave. I know you still have some of your free will in you, but now, I am going to take that away from you. This jar will make sure of it….” Thalia warned, then turned towards Carissa and looked at her hands. She saw the jar and then she saw the label on it. She loved the simplicity of the name, as Helga told her that was all they needed to have. The label read “Cream” and the contents were devastating to anyone who had the unfortunate opportunity to have it on their body. She opened the jar, and that white creamy substance was now available to her. She couldn’t help but smile because the way Bessie’s body was so reactive, this cream was going to absolutely destroy her. She dipped her right index finger into the substance and scooped some out. She was very happy she had gloves on because this substance on skin was not a good idea. She then looked at Bessie and could see the confused look on her face. It was now time to make her scream. “I bet you are wondering what this is….” she grinned.
Bessie looked at Thalia dipping her finger inside the jar and scooping out what appeared to be a white substance. She had no idea what it was, but judging by the looks on Thalia’s and even Carissa’s face, it couldn’t be anything good for her. She saw the Greek tormentor approach her and her eyes were very focused on that substance. She saw the finger now close to her right nipple and then she looked at Thalia’s grinning face. “W-What is that?” she asked.
Thalia grinned as she saw that look of surprise on Bessie’s face, and this was her favorite part of this moment. When a victim was about to get the surprise of their life. She got her finger a mere centimeters away from that stiff brown nipple and then looked into Bessie’s confused eyes. “This will ensure you obey me. You will find out soon enough why I love this cream so much…” she told her.
Bessie then gasped as she felt that substance being rubbed onto her nipple. Thalia’s fingers were rubbing a good amount of it on that nipple, then went over to her left nipple and rubbed some on that one. The cream felt cool on her nipples and wondered what was about to happen to her. How could a cream make her “obey” Thalia as that woman said? The cream was now firmly being rubbed in and she did feel pleasure from the nipple play.
Thalia made sure she rubbed the cream over both nipples and massaged it into that skin surrounding the nipples. She then looked over at Carissa to let her know she can put the lid back on the jar. She then took off her gloves and was very careful not to touch the finger of the glove that had the cream residue on it. She then folded her arms and stared at Bessie. She knew at any moment; this woman was going to be screaming in terror. Sweaty skin made the itching sensation even worse, and she smiled. “Now, you will be a good slave. You will do everything asked of you without hesitation. Disobeying me, or any of my friends will result in this punishment….” she told her.
Bessie was still confused as she had no idea what that cream had to do with her obeying or not. Then she felt a tingle on her right nipple, and she reflexively tried to scratch it, but her wrist was still tied above her head. Then she felt an itching feeling on her left nipple. She figured it was all part of her mind since Thalia did touch both of them. But then the itching sensation grew stronger, and she was now starting to fidget in place. That smile on Thalia’s face really started to unnerve her and it dawned on her. Whatever her tormentor rubbed on her nipples, that was the cause of her really feeling this itching sensation. The sensations started to get worse, and she started to writhe her body a little. “Hey, what was that you put on me? I-I feel itchy.” she asked.
“Just a little itching cream...hehehe works beautifully as you will soon discover.” Thalia told her with a giggle. She could see Bessie’s body really starting to writhe around and felt a thrill inside her body.
Bessie really started to feel the itching sensations and it got really intense in a hurry. Now she was in a panic as she desperately wanted to have something rub her nipples. Then a large surge of that itching feeling kicked in and now she was really frightened. She heard Thalia call it an itching cream and now she was going to suffer. “THALIA!!! GET IT OFF!!! GET IT OFF MEEEEEEE!!! IT ITCHES!!! OH GAWD, IT ITCHES!!!” she screamed.
“No…..” Thalia responded in a cold tone. She could see how Bessie was now shaking all over in place, including those beautiful breasts swinging around in agony. She knew poor Bessie was suffering right now and figured she would keep it on there for quite some time. She did notice Carissa returned to her right side and she had in her hand a special aloe cream that would soothe the itching cream. It wasn’t time for that just yet. She wanted this woman to lose her mind, so she could be broken.
Bessie really started to scream as the cream really took effect. It was unlike any other sensation she had ever experienced before in her life. She was already so exhausted from the tickle torture and the orgasm she had, so her body could feel this cream and its deadly effects. She started to hop on each foot, doing anything she could to make these sensations stop. Her screams started to get louder as the horrible feeling really started to burrow into her flesh. Her eyes were watering, her heart was racing, and she was in sheer agony. “GET IT OFF!!! PLEASE!!! I AM BEGGING YOU!!! IT ITCHES!!! IT ITCHES!!!!” she continued to scream.
Sabrina’s jaw dropped as she witnessed what was taking place. She never heard of an itching cream, but watching how it was destroying Bessie got her very interested in it. She could hear those desperate screams and the way Bessie was moving her body, she must have been in sheer agony. She would never admit it now, but what Thalia just did to poor Bessie, that would definitely make her the winner in this subtle competition they were having. Those screams reverberated in her soul as they were loud, and they were terrifying. She could see how hard Bessie was starting to cry and, in a way, she started to feel for her. This was really destroying her.
Bessie continued to scream as the cream was really setting her entire nervous system on fire. She started to convulse as that itching feeling just kept thumping inside her skin. She started to feel like gnawing her own arm off and use her other arm to somehow scratch this itch. She looked at Thalia and that woman’s face was expressionless. It was as though she enjoyed her suffering and that really made her feel sad. She screamed as loud as she could, and the Greek warrior didn’t change her expression on her face. Now she was really becoming desperate because the itching feeling was not subsiding. It was only increasing, and she couldn’t do anything about it. All she could do was scream and scream and scream. The feelings really started to overwhelm her, and her body really started to shut down. The feeling was absolutely maddening, and she wanted mercy. “THALIA PLEASE!!!! I’M DYING!!!” she screamed in terror.
“You’re not dying. Stop being melodramatic. It is just a little itch.” Thalia told her. She started to get aroused watching Bessie suffer the way she was. She then saw her victim starting to hang limp with her body and knew this was the moment she was waiting for. The screaming was starting to come down in volume and it meant poor Bessie was done for. The longer the cream stayed on, the more it destroyed a person. She then saw the tears flowing freely from the eyes and it was time to drive her crazy. “You really are pathetic. Look at you. Just a quivering mess. You disgust me actually…” she told her.
Bessie felt very weak even though the itching sensation continued to drive her absolutely crazy. The feeling of surrender filled her very soul as she just could not take it anymore. She could hear Thalia calling her pathetic and she started to feel that way. She wished she could die at this moment because this itching feeling really broke her spirit. She was willing to do literally anything to have it stop. Her body convulsed as she hung there and felt the agony of surrender.
“You know why you disgust me? It is because you are a whore.” Thalia told her with a very harsh tone.
Bessie started to cry harder when she heard Thalia insult her. She looked up and she had this look of disdain on her face. She still could not understand why Thalia wanted to treat her like this. Tears were flowing freely, and she just wanted it to end. “Please…..it itches so bad…” she whimpered as her nibbles were throbbing.
“No, you whore. You will suffer. I think me bringing you back to Greece is a good thing. We have a harem full of whores like you. We will ravish your sweet pussy every day. If not by Christos, then by me, or any of my friends. Welcome to your new world, whore.” Thalia told her. She wanted to break Bessie’s mind down.
Bessie heard the insults and being called a whore right now, really started to affect her. She always took great pride in herself and was really becoming someone in the cattle industry by working with Phoebe. Thalia only saw her as a sexual toy. “Why are you calling me that?” she asked.
“Because you ARE a whore. Think about it, you were willing to eat all of our pussies in here. You were willing to allow all of us to eat your pussy! I already know you probably fucked Darby in your lifetime. Your body is only good for sex it seems. I made you cum your brains out, remember? Such an easy task. Only whores like you cum like that….” Thalia berated her. This was part of her plan to get Bessie to submit completely.
Bessie heard those insults and, in her mind, she knew Thalia was right. She did want to do sexual favors for the women and have them also ravish her body sexually. She also started to think about her own personal history. She was first introduced to lesbian sex by her friend Bertha in her hometown of Brusheville. Then, she had sex with Phoebe multiple times. She had sex with Phoebe’s mother, Gloria, multiple times. She had sex with Cheyenne. She had been forced of an orgasm from Thalia and she wanted to pleasure all of them to get away from the horrible tickling. It started to sink into her mind that she was indeed a whore. That thought broke her heart. She always figured she was such a wonderful woman and a good human being. But in reality, she used her body sexually with so many different women, and none of them knew she had sex with each of them. She hid her sexual dalliances from all the lovers, and the fact Thalia called her a whore realized just how much she resembled one. That crushed her heart and now the tears really started to flow.
“What are you crying about? You’re a whore. You’re a slut. Your destiny is to be a sex slave.” Thalia told her, repeating the insults over and over again. Judging by Bessie’s reaction, she knew she hit a nerve and wanted to drive her insane.
Bessie’s heart was broken as she realized her past behaviors did resemble that of a whore. Those thoughts along with this horrible itching broke her. Her mind and spirit were now broken, and she suffered. Her sobs became very heavy, and her body started to perspire more. That made the itching of her nipples completely unbearable, and the agony only got worse. “PLEASE!!! STOP THE ITCHING!” she called out.
Thalia then put her face into Bessie’s and loved the sight of her misery. She looked at the helpless nipples and knew that cream had been on there for quite some time. Now it was time to humiliate Bessie. “You want me to get the cream off of you?” she asked.
“YES!!! YES!!!” Bessie screamed. She just could not take it anymore and now she was willing to do anything to make it stop.
“Ok, I will take it off. But first, I want you to admit you are a whore. Go ahead, admit it.” Thalia told her. She loved this moment. This was how she would finish this woman off once and for all.
Bessie heard the request and even though the thought of saying those words was horrific, the itching on her nipples were truly agonizing and she wanted it to stop desperately. With a heavy heart, she knew what she had to do. “I’M A WHORE!!! I’M A WHORE!!! PLEASE MAKE THE ITCHING STOP!!” she screamed.
Thalia had a wry smile on her face as she heard those desperate screams. She loved the fact that Bessie was screaming she was a whore and now it was time to get the cream off of her. She took a towel that Carissa held and placed some of the aloe cream on the towel. Right before she applied it to the nipples, she wanted to humiliate Bessie one more time. “Ok, but you also have to admit you are a slut.” she requested.
Bessie broke down upon hearing that request as this woman truly humiliated her to her core. The itching was very torturous, and she had to do what she had to do. “I’M A SLUT. THALIA, I’M A SLUT!” she screamed.
“Good girl…..” Thalia told her, then started to apply the aloe cream onto the right nipple, massaging it into that skin and grinned. Bessie was now a complete mess and she felt very accomplished. She knew with Bessie screaming she was a whore and slut; the woman would be very broken. She then went over to the left nipple and started to wipe away the cream with the aloe. She managed to wipe it off and she heard a sobbing and breathing heavily victim. “Rest for now whore, I got one more thing for you.” she told her.
Bessie hung limply from her bonds, and she felt an incredible sense of relief at the moment. Having that itching stopped felt like the greatest feeling someone could ever have. Her body trembled with relief, and she was very happy the itching went away. The thing that still bothered her was her screaming that she was a whore and a slut. That really bothered her, and she was now having an emotional breakdown. The tears were falling heavy, and she wished she could just go. She was now accepting her fate that her special talent was sex, and going to Greece to be a sex slave was an appropriate destiny.
Thalia loved the way Bessie’s body was slumping down. She knew she was a broken mess and now it was time to finish the job. She looked over at Carissa and winked, then nodded her head. “Get me my paint.” she instructed.
Sabrina walked up to where Thalia was standing as she wanted to congratulate her on an impressive showing. She saw Bessie hanging there, weeping and trembling in her bonds, similar to a rag doll. She loved the way the former maid was such an emotional wreck. She loved how that cream tortured Bessie and how she was using the words “whore” and “slut” to continue the mental anguish. “I must say Thalia, that was very impressive. That cream, it….it is amazing. Where did you find that stuff?” she asked.
Thalia turned her head slightly and saw the impressed look on Sabrina’s face. She liked the fact that the outlaw was so impressed by what she did to Bessie. She looked at her and noticed how attractive she really was. It was probably the way her body felt after decimating Bessie, as she was very aroused, but her new partner in this mission was looking better and better. She dismissed those thoughts as she knew it was time to continue the final part of her plan for Bessie. “Yes, it is a special cream designed to produce the worst itching feelings. Contact with human skin makes an itching sensation so powerful, it can bring any person to their knees. Sweaty skin makes it even worse. Water cannot make it go away, only a special aloe cream can do it. That is why you saw me wearing gloves. I do not want to touch it myself. As you can see, it is quite effective. Look at her…” she pointed towards Bessie.
“I see…..I love it.” Sabrina grinned as she continued to hear those sobs coming from the prisoner. She looked at that very sexy body and wondered if she could play with it before they headed back to Greece.
“Ah, Carissa has my paints. You will love this.” Thalia told Sabrina as she then took a small paintbrush, and a jar of black paint from Carissa. She then walked up to Bessie’s body and smiled. This was a moment she loved to do, just to further humiliate her victim. “Bessie, look at me.” she commanded.
Bessie still felt incredibly sad and embarrassed as she hung from her bonds. She heard Thalia’s voice, and she looked up at her. She did not want to upset this woman, or she may experience that cream again. Her vision was a little cloudy from the tears, but she was still able to see that face again. She continued to mewl in agony and wondered what was about to happen next.
“I am glad you admitted that you are a whore. It is who you are. I don’t even know your entire sexual background, but just by looking at you and you screaming that we all should eat that sweet pussy of yours, I know you are a whore and a slut. So, I figured you will be forever branded that way. Now, hold still while I mark you….” Thalia told Bessie. She then quickly opened the jar of paint and held it in her left hand. In her right hand, she had a small paintbrush that was designed for wall painting, but not as broad. She dipped it into the black paint and then went towards the stomach area. She planted the brush on the skin and then began to paint. She smiled as she saw Bessie’s body shaking. “Tickles?” she asked.
Bessie had no idea what Thalia was up to, but when she felt that brush stroking on her belly, she couldn’t help but feel the ticklish sensations. The brush was making a path on her skin, and she wondered what was happening. Her body was extremely sensitive, and she started to giggle, despite the fact she was so sad. The brush would move up and down her skin, then lift up, then plant down on the skin again and made its cruel ticklish path on her. When it went around her belly button like a circle, she let out a ticklish shriek as that area was really ticklish. Then the brush continued to make its way over her belly, and she really felt incredibly ticklish. “hehehehehe” she giggled.
Thalia was amused by the reactions but wasn’t surprised about it. She knew Bessie was still incredibly responsive and loved how the body twitched. She then finished up what she was doing and then had a sadistic grin on her face. She then turned and looked at the other women in the room. She stood next to Bessie and faced them. “Ladies, we now can confirm what this woman is…..a whore.” she said proudly.
Sabrina gasped as she saw what was on Bessie’s belly. Thalia had painted the word “WHORE” across the belly region. The letters were perfectly formed, and she thought it was a nice touch that the “O” was around the navel itself. She found herself starting to laugh and heard others in the room laughing as well. Her laughter grew and she started to clap her hands. “Hahahahaha that is amazing! Yes, she is a whore!” she laughed.
Bessie looked up and saw all the women in the room starting to laugh and even point at her. She had no idea why they were laughing so hard, but she did hear Thalia calling her a whore once again. She then looked down and noticed the paint on her belly. Her eyes made out the letters and that made her break down completely. She saw the word “whore” on her body and now she started to really feel like one. It was like a “scarlet letter” and now everyone knew she was a whore. She looked up again at the women, seeing those smiles on their faces, hearing their laughter and how everyone was having a good time at her expense and that truly broke her heart. Her head lowered again, and she sobbed heavily. “I’m sorry *sob* I’m sorry…” she cried.
Thalia had a perplexed look on her face hearing Bessie’s words, and then decided to do one more thing. She then lifted Bessie’s head up with her left hand, and with the paint jar still in that palm, she dipped the brush in the paint once again, and then put the brush on the forehead of Bessie. She started to write a new word and figured it would be appropriate as well. She formed the four letters on the skin and when she was done, she moved her body, so everyone could see the new word.
Bessie continued to let the tears stream out of her eyes and she cried hard. Now she saw the women laughing again and they were really having a good time at her expense. Then she heard one of them call out a name.
“SLUT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA That’s right, she is a SLUT!!!” Carissa called out.
Bessie heard that and realized that was what Thalia must have written on her forehead. Hearing that word crushed her. Now she had the words “Slut” and “whore” on her body, and she started to feel like she was in fact those names. That really got to her emotionally and she let it out. She just cried very hard and wished she could crawl into a hole and just die at this moment.
Thalia loved hearing poor Bessie cry and she felt proud of herself for painting those words on her. She put the cap back on the jar and then walked away from Bessie. She then took a bow and smiled. She knew she put on a performance and utterly destroyed Bessie in the process. She then looked at Peta and Amalia. “Ok ladies, take her back to her cell. I am done with her.” she instructed.
Carissa walked up to Thalia and shook her hand. She loved it when her superior destroyed sex slaves and seeing how Bessie was completely humiliated really got her excited. She looked forward to seeing what would happen to deputy Darby when she was finally captured. “That was amazing my friend. That bitch will never be the same again. I can’t wait to get her back to Greece, so I can fuck her at least twice a week. She is such a slut. Hahahaha” she joked.
“Hahahaha right. Yes, she is definitely a slut.” Thalia responded. She then watched as Peta and Amalia managed to free Bessie from her bonds and carried the naked and humiliated woman out of the room. She heard Bessie’s cries and knew she would never be the same again. “Now, today was a very productive day. I think we all deserve a nice meal tonight. I have a feeling our guest of honor will be here by tomorrow. I can finally get my revenge. I look forward to Darby being here. We will destroy her. We will break her. We will torture her out of her mind. Tomorrow, our mission will be accomplished and then we leave for Greece the day after. Let’s enjoy ladies…” she said as she then started to head out of the room.
Sabrina looked at Babs and felt excited. They both started to walk out of the room, and she could feel the excitement in the air. “Tomorrow Babs, we will get our revenge too. Thalia may think she will be the only one to get Darby, but she will learn just how great we are too. I am looking forward to destroying that big footed deputy and make sure she suffers!” she whispered to her.
“Yes! And I am sure her big footed, dim-witted apprentice will be here too. Oh, I am looking forward to that revenge as well!” Babs responded.
Sabrina and Babs both left that torture room full of confidence. After watching five women get utterly tortured and humiliated, tomorrow was going to be the main event! They knew the chances of Darby arriving were high and it was a moment they both were going to savor as they finally got their revenge!
Becky sat on her bed in the hotel room she shared with Darby, and she felt really nervous. She looked around the room and it was just her inside this room. She was trying to relax after a very delicious meal a few hours earlier and it was getting late. Her mind was running wild because tomorrow was the beginning of the mission here in Ciudad Del Reina. This was such a big test for her, and she did not want to let Darby down. The adventure to stop Sabrina and Babs was a great test, but this mission had more on the line. She looked up to the heavens and took a deep breath. “I hope I do muh job tomorrow. I have to help Darby rescue her friend, as well as those other ladies.” she said to herself. Then she heard a knock on the door.
“Becky are you in there?” a voice called outside of the room.
Becky took another deep breath and got up from her bed. She walked over to the door, and slowly opened it. She looked out and saw someone standing there. She smiled as she saw the pretty face standing there. “Hi Kylie!” she said with a smile.
“Hey, what are you up to?” Kylie asked. She looked at Becky standing there and thought she looked adorable. After having dinner, she was hanging out in the room with Phoebe, but then got restless. She wanted to enjoy this night before they began their great adventure the next day. She thought about Becky, who was the same age as her, and also found her very attractive. She wanted to see if the apprentice wanted to hang out and get to know one another.
“Nuthin’ much. I was just hangin’ out here in muh room. I am trying to not make muhself so nervous. Hehe” Becky responded.
“I know what you mean. I am a little nervous. I have never been on a mission like this before. I am sure everything will be fine, even if it is a little dangerous.” Kylie told her. She could see the nervous smile on Becky’s face, and she figured she might as well try to help her relax as well. “Say, how about we hang out for a bit? You know, try to make each other relax. Are you any good at cards?” she asked.
Becky smiled as she heard Kylie’s offer. She was such a friendly woman and she figured she might as well try to find a way to calm her nerves a bit. Darby told her she was going to speak with La Diabla and wouldn’t be back for a bit. She thought the idea of playing cards might be fun. “Yeah, I like to play cards. I am a pretty good poker player if I say so muhself. Hehehe” she boasted.
“Oh really? A poker player? Well, you may have played with amateurs, because I am the best poker player you will ever meet. Hehehe” Kylie bragged. It appeared she would have a great time with Becky and was looking forward to spending some time with her.
“Yer on! I am gonna beat ya really good. Hahaha” Becky joked. She felt a thrill in her body as she had someone to have a good time with.
“You think so? Well, let’s go downstairs and play then. Don’t get sore at me when you lose every hand. Hehe” Kylie challenged. She saw Becky perk up her body, then exited out of the hotel room. She couldn’t help but smile as she knew she could beat this woman. Her family taught her all about poker and she was really good at it. She then also thought of a way to have a little fun with Becky as well. “Follow me….” she told her.
Becky grinned and then followed her new friend. She walked through the hallway with Kylie, and they made their way down the stairs. It was late evening, around 9pm, so there weren’t many people walking in the lobby area of the hotel. She loved the décor of the lobby as it had many fancy paintings, as well as a huge fountain in the middle of the foyer. She looked to her left and saw the hotel dining room where she had been earlier, and then to her right were several private rooms that guests could use to hold meetings and any other events in. She saw Kylie go into one of the smaller rooms and she followed her in there. The room had a small table, with a few chairs, and a couch. This appeared to be some sort of private room where one could take a nap, or have a meeting in. She saw Kylie sit down in a chair at the small table, and then she joined her. Becky grinned at her new friend and felt excited to play. “I like this room. So cozy and private. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Yeah, I like it too. The good news is, because it is private, no one will see how badly you will lose to me. hahaha” Kylie told her, then reached inside her vest pocket and pulled out a deck of cards. She started to shuffle the cards like a pro. She loved playing cards and her grandfather taught her a lot of amazing tricks. She started to show off shuffling the cards with a few trick moves, so she could impress Becky.
“Haha I am not gonna lose. I am too good for ya. But I promise I will take it easy on ya. I may even let ya win a hand.” Becky said with a silly grin. She did find it impressive with the way Kylie was shuffling that deck of cards, but still felt confident in her own card playing skills. Her brother Rory taught her how to play poker and she remembered some of the fun times she had with her friends back home in Sticksville. She did win many of those contests and her friends were all impressed with her ability. Now she had a chance to show off her skills to this woman, who seemed really confident. She then leaned back and put her hands behind her head. “I sure am gonna enjoy this….hehehe” she said with confidence.
“Hahaha you’re cute. Since you are so confident, how about we make small little wagers on each hand? Let’s see how confident you really are.” Kylie told her as she finished shuffling the deck.
“What kind of wagers? I don’t have any money with me.” Becky asked. She liked the idea of wagering on each hand but didn’t bring any money with her.
“The loser of each hand has to do what the winner says. It can be fun things. Like when you lose this first hand, I may have you standup and bark like a dog. Hahahaha” Kylie told her. She started to get excited as she had a plan behind these wagers. She thought about what she intended to do to Becky, and now her arousal grew.
“Hmmm…which means I could have ya hop around like a bunny rabbit. Hehehe” Becky responded. She figured a game of dares and commands could be fun. She sat back upright in her chair and rubbed her hands. “Ok, let’s do it. Deal!” she said with confidence.
Kylie could only grin as she saw that look on Becky’s face. She started to deal the cards and soon they were beginning the game. She looked at her hand and felt confident. She looked over at Becky and could tell she was not confident. She figured this woman probably did not have a poker face and she would be able to tell what she was feeling. “Ok, you ready?” she asked.
Becky looked at her cards and didn’t like the hand she was dealt. She took new cards, and she liked what she had. She then looked over at Kylie who had this smirk on her face. She didn’t know if the woman was bluffing her or actually had a great hand. It didn’t matter. She then looked at her with a confident smile. “Ya ready to fold? Hehe” she said with a giggle.
“I am fine. So, ready to lose? Show me what you go….” Kylie told her, and then had her eyes turn to slits.
Becky threw down her cards and had a huge smile. “I got a full house! Read em’ and weep. Hehehe” she laughed.
Kylie took a deep breath and sighed. She saw Becky’s hand and it was indeed a full house. She then paused for a moment, then put her cards down. “Haha straight flush silly girl.” she said with a huge grin on her face.
Becky saw the cards and she was in shock. She just lost! She then looked up at Kylie’s face and saw that grin. She felt silly and now she wondered what was about to happen to her. She figured it was probably going to be something embarrassing, but a wager was a wager. “Ya won??? Talk about dumb luck! Hehehe so what are ya gonna make me do?” she asked.
Kylie felt her body tremble with excitement as this was the first hand that she had won and was going to use it to her complete advantage to have her way with Becky. She figured she would send her a message first. “Stand up and turn around. I want to see your rear end….” she commanded.
Becky’s jaw dropped when she heard the command. She wanted to see her butt? She had no idea what she was up to, but a wager was a wager. She slowly stood up from her chair and turned around. “Why do ya want to look at muh butt?” she asked.
Kylie got up from her chair and leaned over the table. She could see that nicely shaped rear end of Becky and she loved it. Now she started to get ideas about seeing that butt naked. She shook her head and then lifted her right hand into the air. She then swung the hand downwards and smacked Becky right on her ass! It was a hard smacking sound and she smiled. “There! You are such a bad girl….” she told her.
“EEP!!!” Becky squeaked as she felt that hand smacking her rear end. She did not expect it and it was a solid strike. She turned around and saw the mischievous grin on Kylie’s face. It seemed like she really enjoyed smacking her butt. She started to rub that right butt cheek and looked at Kylie in shock. “Ya wanted to spank muh butt?” she asked.
“I sure did….now, ready for the next hand? I got plans for you, Becky Lockhart.” Kylie told her. She started to get really excited as she thought about what she wanted to do to Becky. She remembered how she seduced Vera, and now the possibility of having some fun with Becky seemed realistic. Smacking that ass got her excited, and now she plotted to somehow get this woman naked. She started to wonder if she could dominate Becky, the same way she dominated Vera.
“I can’t believe ya smacked muh butt. But now I see what I am dealing with. Prepare to lose!” Becky responded. She had an idea that Kylie was going to do her best to embarrass her a little, so she could gloat at beating her in poker. Now, she had to win. She started to think that maybe she would hit Kylie on her ass to see how she liked it.
Kylie sat back down at the table and watched as Becky did the same. She shuffled the deck again and started to deal the cards. Thoughts of what she did to Vera filled her mind and she wondered if Becky would react the same way. She then looked at her hand and got excited. She really wanted to beat her new friend and put her in a compromising position. She then showed her hand, and then watched as Becky did the same. She clapped her hands as she won this next round! She had a huge smile on her face and saw the look of concern on Becky’s. “Awww…you lose again! I thought you were good at this game. Hahaha” she gloated.
Becky saw that she had lost and now she was concerned. Kylie could not just keep winning! She had to do something! She took a deep breath and then looked at her friend. “Are ya gonna smack muh butt again? If ya do, please be gentle.” she said in a soft voice.
“No, I won’t smack your butt. Hehe This one is a lot easier. How about you take off your boots? I like them, and I think you need to be more….comfortable. Once you take them off, hand them to me.” Kylie commanded. She had to calm herself as she kept thinking about her plan to have her way with Becky’s body.
“Ya want muh boots? Ok….” Becky responded. She then lifted her right ankle up and yanked the boot off her foot. She saw her white cotton sock and wiggled her toes inside of them. Then she did the same with the left boot and now, she was in her two socked feet. She looked over at Kylie who had this very big smile on her face. She wondered what she was up to as she handed over her boots to her.
“Nice boots! Kinda big too. Hahaha” Kylie laughed as she took possession of the boots. She then put the boots down on the floor next to her and it was time for another hand. She really wanted to play with Becky and if she in fact played her cards right, she might have another sexual toy to play with, even when they returned back home. “Ready for the next hand, or do you want to quit already?” she asked.
Becky started to feel her competitive juices starting to flow. She got her rear end smacked, and now her boots were now in Kylie’s possession for the rest of the game. She heard the playful insult about her big feet, and now she wanted to get revenge. She saw how Kylie was smirking at her and now she had to focus. She had to win this next hand, or she might end up losing more clothes, or something humiliating would happen to her. “Yeah, I’m ready. Draw!” she said with tension in her voice.
Kylie had a sly grin on her face as she dealt the next hand of cards. She could tell Becky was getting fired up, and that made her feel really good inside. She wanted to really tease this woman. She then looked at her hand and even though her face didn’t show it, she was concerned. She looked over at Becky and the woman just did not know how to hide her emotions as well. She could see a grin starting to form on her face and figured she had a really good hand. She took more cards and knew she had an issue. “Well, what do you have?” she asked.
“Ya first. Or do ya want to fold?” Becky told her. Her eyes started to squint and felt like she was in some dirty saloon, about to face off with an outlaw.
Kylie prevented herself from giggling looking at Becky’s face. She found her adorable and really wanted to know more about her. She then took a deep breath and threw her cards down. She knew she had a bad hand. “I’ll fold…” she said.
“HA!!! I won this round! I am glad ya folded. Because I had a royal flush! Hehehe” Becky said as she showed her cards. She felt excited as she finally won a round. Now, the contest could truly begin.
Kylie heard the happiness in Becky’s voice, and she smiled. Seeing her so excited made her want to play with her more. She then leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. “Well, what do you want me to do? Are you going to take my boots? Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky had a huge grin on her face and rubbed her hands together. Now she had to think of something funny for Kylie to do. She then thought of something, and she chuckled. “I want ya to hop on one leg and howl like a wolf!” she instructed.
Kylie looked at Becky funny and then chuckled. She was hoping she would be able to remove some clothing, but Becky didn’t seem like the really sexually aggressive type. She did love her smile as that gap between her front teeth she adored. She then stood up from her chair, lifted her leg behind her bent at the knee and started to hop. Then she put her hands to her mouth like a megaphone and howled. “OOOOOOOOOOWWOOOOOOOOO OOOOOWWW OOOWWW OOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!”
“Hahahahaha that was great! You are such a wolf! Hahahahahaha” Becky laughed as she watched Kylie. She was really starting to enjoy the moment and looked forward to winning more hands at poker.
Kylie laughed at herself and nodded her head. Seeing Becky laughing and happy delighted her. She then sat back down, and it was time for another hand. “Ok, I hope you got a good laugh. I have a feeling, you will be laughing quite a bit soon…” she told her, now thinking about dominating her.
“I am glad ya admit I will be winnin’! hahahaha Now, next hand!” Becky said. She was starting to have a lot of fun and then she saw the next hand of cards come to her. She looked at them and felt somewhat confident. She had to win this next hand otherwise Kylie would start to have a bigger lead. She even wondered if after the mission, perhaps they could have a large poker party with the other ladies in the mission. That would be a lot of fun!
Kylie looked at her cards and she kept her emotions in check. She felt really good about this hand and when it came time to display them, she discovered she had won again! She pumped her right fist a little and then looked at Becky. Her new friend had a shocked look on her face, and she wanted to gloat. She also had her next move in mind. “Hahaha Lost again! You got lucky with that last hand, now you will be on a losing streak my beautiful friend…” she told her.
Becky banged her fist on the table and knew she was in trouble. She lost again, and now she wondered what Kylie was going to make her do. She was guessing she would have to sound like an animal, just like she made her do just moments before. “Ok, what do I have to do?” she asked.
“Hmmmmm I got an idea. How about I take those socks of yours? Place those big feet of yours on my lap, and I will take them from your feet myself.” Kylie suggested. She felt really excited about what was about to happen and started to feel her arousal building.
“Ya…Ya want muh socks? But why do ya want them? I’m gonna be barefoot.” Becky asked. She felt really nervous about exposing her barefeet in front of this woman. They just met each other, and she didn’t want to expose her feet to her. After what happened in her recent history, her exposed feet usually led to embarrassing situations.
“Because, with you barefoot, you will feel a lot more vulnerable. You won’t be able to concentrate, and you will keep losing. Now, a deal is a deal. Put those big feet of yours on my lap.” Kylie instructed. She then moved her seat back a little, so Becky could place her feet on her lap. She saw how nervous she was and then she saw two socked feet coming from underneath the table and now rested on her lap. She could see the bottoms of those socks and she grinned. She was going to see Becky’s feet in moments, and this red headed apprentice was about to be dominated. “Ok, let me get these socks off!” she declared.
Becky felt really nervous as her feet were now resting in Kylie’s lap. She could see the tops of her feet sticking up from the table and now she started to tremble as she felt Kylie’s hands reaching under her jeans and touching the top of her sock. Flashbacks of several different moments in her life started to flood her mind and she prayed that the same result was not going to happen. She felt the sock sliding down her leg and then it came off her heel. Her heart started to beat faster as she was soon going to have her bare foot exposed. “I can’t believe ya want muh socks…” she mumbled.
“Yep, I want your socks. Maybe you should be better next time. Hehehe” Kylie taunted as she continued to peel that sock from Becky’s right foot. She could see the tender light pink skin on the heel, and she got excited. She really wanted to have her way with these feet and that moment was getting closer. The sock came off the arch and then the ball of the foot was exposed. She liked the creamy color skin on the arch, the light pink on the ball of the foot and heel. Now, the moment she was waiting for. The sock rested on the toes and with a quick tug, she exposed Becky’s foot! She felt giddy as she saw those long thick toes, with creamy skin on the undersides. “Wow, you have a really cute foot!” she said as she continued to gaze at the naked foot.
Becky felt really shy as her foot was being examined. She could see her toes and her face started to turn red from embarrassment. She was a little happy that Kylie thought her foot was cute. She looked at Kylie’s face and could see how happy she was. “Ya made muh foot nekkid….” she said in a shy voice.
“Yes, I did! Haha And now, might as well get the other foot naked too!” Kylie said with glee. She reached her hands under the jeans and found the top of the left sock. She started to peel down that sock and she felt her adrenaline really flowing at this moment. She could not wait until she exposed this other foot. The sock then came off the heel, then up the arch. She was pleased to see that light pink skin on the heel and started to see the creamy skin color on the arch. These were some very nice soles so far, and then she saw the ball of the foot. Her hand started to tremble a little as she was about to see the toes as well. She then pulled the sock off the toes, and looked at those long, thick digits. Becky was now completely barefoot. “Ta da!!! Wow, you sure have some nice feet!! Hehehe Big too.” she joked.
Becky felt herself blushing as her feet were being complimented. She involuntarily wiggled her toes and hoped that she wouldn’t have to stay barefoot. “Can ya please stop lookin’ at muh feet?” she asked.
“I like your feet. So cute! Now, I have your socks and your feet are on my lap. Are you ready for the next hand? Hehehehe when you lose this next round, I have a wonderful surprise for you that you are sure to love!” Kylie told her. She then started to shuffle the deck of cards again, getting excited about her next move on those big, tender feet.
Becky gulped as she heard Kylie talk about the next hand and that there was going to be a surprise. She felt really nervous with her feet being completely vulnerable and Kylie was right about her feeling vulnerable. She wondered if she would be able to concentrate on winning the next hand with her naked feet in Kylie’s lap and at her mercy. She saw the cards being dealt to her and she knew she had to win the next hand. If she didn’t, she might lose more of her clothes! She also figured out what she would do if she won this next hand. She will ask for her boots and socks back! She lifted her cards and she saw it was not a good hand at all. She started to get really nervous because of the pressure she faced to win this particular hand. She looked over at Kylie who was staring right at her barefeet. “Um….do ya wanna fold?” she asked with nervousness in her voice, hoping that Kylie folded, so she could win this hand.
Kylie heard the nervousness in Becky’s voice and knew that woman had a bad hand. She didn’t have a great hand herself but felt confident enough that she could still win this round. After exchanging a few cards, she noticed her hand got worse! She figured she would have to bluff her way out of this, or she might lose the chance to play with Becky’s large feet. She then looked at Becky and put on a very confident face. “No, I definitely do not want to fold. You can if you want to. Hehehe” she giggled, hoping her ruse would work.
Becky gulped and felt her hand shaking. It appeared that Kylie had a very strong hand and it meant she was going to lose again. The thought of losing more clothing petrified her, but it looked like she was going to lose anyway. Her hand simply was not good enough and Kylie looked like a ravenous wolf, brimming with complete confidence. She figured she would take her losses and hoped she would just perhaps have something simple done to her. “I-I fold….” she said, then dropped her cards.
“Hahaha I win again! Here’s my hand….” Kylie said, then showed her cards.
Becky looked at those cards and her jaw dropped. Her hand would have beaten that one! She would have been the winner, but she folded. Now she was mad at herself for falling for Kylie’s bluff. “Muh hand was better! Why did I have to fold?” she said in exasperation.
“Because Becky, I am just a better poker player. You lose again! Now, I think we will have some fun!” Kylie told her. She felt really excited as she was now going to begin her plan to hopefully sexually dominate Becky and give them both an amazing Mexican adventure to remember.
“What are ya gonna do to me?” Becky asked. She could see that look in Kylie’s face and knew the woman was up to something. She wondered if she would have to remove more clothing or something. She remembered that time in the barn where her rival Peggy managed to remove her boots and socks, and even pulled down her jeans. That was a humiliating moment and now it could be happening again.
“I want you to hold still. Brace yourself….” Kylie said with a wink. She then placed her left hand on the right ankle and held it firmly. She then took the tips of her fingers and slowly stroked them in the center of the arch of the right foot. She felt the foot immediately flinching and knew Becky was definitely ticklish. She continued to stroke her fingers on that arch, and loved how tender the foot was. They were even softer than Vera’s, her fellow maid. The foot started to really flinch, and she saw Becky’s head snap back. “Something the matter?” she asked with a large grin.
Becky immediately felt those ticklish sensations as those fingers were stroking her arch. She was shocked that Kylie was about to tickle her! Her feet were her weakness and now this woman was going to tickle her very vulnerable barefeet! “Hehehehehe hey!! That tickles!!” hehehehehe” she giggled.
“Ooooh!!! So the strong and brave Deputy’s apprentice is a bit ticklish on her feet? That is really good to know….” Kylie teased as she continued to stroke her fingers on the arch area. She loved the way Becky was writhing her foot and could see her moving around a lot in her chair. She loved that beautiful grin on her face and now the giggles were coming out faster. Her fingers then went to the ball of the foot and near the base of the toes. That got her a great reaction from Becky.
“EEP!!! Hahahahahahahaha” Becky laughed as she felt the fingers at the base of her toes. Her feet were always very ticklish and now this woman wanted to tickle her. She wondered if she should just stand up and knock over the table. Because if she continued to have her foot tickled, she was going to completely lose it. She placed her hands on the table’s edge, trying to grip it as she continued to feel those ticklish strokes on the bottom of her foot. She then started to use her left foot to try and kick away at the hands tickling her right foot. “Ya got to stop ticklin’ me!” she cried out.
“You naughty, naughty, girl!! Keep that foot still! Since your left foot is jealous of the right one, I think maybe that one should be tickled!” Kylie declared. She did like how the left foot was desperately trying to protect the right one, but now she had an excuse to tickle that one. She grabbed the top of the left foot with her right hand, and then used the fingers on the left hand to stroke the sole of that foot. She heard another loud squeaky giggle coming from Becky. She loved how soft the foot was and figured she would play with it for a few more moments as they did have to get to the next round of poker. She didn’t really want to torture Becky but get her weak enough so that she wouldn’t be able to concentrate on the next hand, and lose that one too. Then, she would go after other parts of her body.
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Ok fans, how did you like that part? Yep, Thalia is very ruthless and poor Bessie may never be the same. Now we are entering the fun, playful tickling side in this part of the series, so I hope you like that too. The epic confrontation is coming soon! Thanks for the undying support and your comments are most welcomed!
PART 9
Bessie felt those hands softly massaging that right breast and after all the tickling she endured, this massage felt absolutely amazing. She didn’t care if Thalia did sensual type touching on her body anymore. She would much rather have this instead of the constant tickling that was taking place. The hands had a soft touch, but also a pretty firm squeeze. Her laughter finally died down and now the pleasure of having a breast played with started to take over. She started to mewl a little as those fingers did their magic on her. Her body shivered a little as the arousal started to grow. Then she felt the fingers starting to rub against her nipple and felt it go hard. She could not stop that reaction as it felt really good. Bessie did not have any more resistance. She just wanted the tickle torture to stop, so that she could survive this somehow. Then she gasped and opened her eyes when she felt warm air washing over her stiff right nipple. She looked over at her breath and saw how close Thalia’s face was to her breast. It appeared that the Greek bounty hunter was now going back to her sexual teasing. It did feel great, and she started to crave this touch. It felt good and would be willing to have sex with her to avoid the torture. She gently bit her lower lip and stared at that face. Then, she saw Thalia looking right back at her!
Thalia made eye contact with Bessie and a smile formed on her face. She loved the look of pleasure and shock on that face, and she wanted to continue to tease this woman. She continued to gently blow across the nipple and loved how stiff it was. She could see that desperation in those eyes, and it was time to really drive her wild. She put her mouth really close to the nipple, then stuck out her tongue. She wiggled her tongue in the air a few times, then with the tip of her tongue, she licked the nipple. She felt Bessie’s body shudder and she loved it. She licked the nipple again, then again. She let her tongue slowly slide across the bud, making sure her taste buds scraped across that flesh. She did like the taste and continued to lick across it. “Mmmmmmmm….tastes good.” she whispered.
“Ooooooooohhhhhhhhh…..” Bessie moaned as she felt that tongue licking her right nipple. The sensations felt incredible and a surge of pleasure tore through her body. She was surprised just how much those licks pleased her. She was so exhausted physically that any touch was going to be magnified. Her eyes looked at that pink tongue slowly rubbing against her dark brown nipple, and it excited her. Her mind was surprised that she was starting to get wet between her legs, but she couldn’t help it. That warm, wet tongue was doing an amazing job stimulating her by simply licking that nipple. This was a much better treatment of her nipple instead of what happened to the left one. On that nipple, Thalia’s palm rubbed against it firmly, which sent an overload of sensations throughout her body. Now with the right one, she felt a lot of sexual pleasure. She then closed her eyes and let her head hang down and just enjoyed the feelings. That tongue continued to lick her nipple and she started to slightly grind her hips. If Thalia wanted to give her an orgasm, she would not mind at all. This was just a much better feeling than being tickled.
Thalia loved the way Bessie reacted and her plan was working. She could tell Bessie was starting to really get aroused and imagined her pussy was getting very wet. It also meant her sensitivity was still going to be on edge, and it was time to have some more tickling fun. Thoughts of the bottoms of the feet filled her mind and she was anxious to go there. She moved her head away from the nipple and stood up. “That was nice….now, time for more fun.” she told her.
Bessie started to whine a little as that strong tongue went away from her nipple. She could feel how wet her nipple was as it was coated in saliva. That sensation felt so good and wondered if she was going to get more. Then she heard Thalia mentioning more fun and she wondered what that meant. Her body started to get nervous again because that could mean more pleasure, or more tickle torture. She looked over to her right and noticed that Thalia was no longer there. She turned her head to her left, and looked all around as much as she could to find out where her tormentor went. She had no idea where she was and then lifted her head up a little and was able to look between her legs. Her eyes went wide as she saw a body standing there, those black military clothes in her visual path and she had a feeling she had located her. She wondered what Thalia was up to and prayed it would not be more torture.
Thalia started to lower the contraption a little so she could get a really good look at the soles of Bessie’s feet. The contraption lowered and was now low enough for Bessie to still hang in the air, but now she could see the soles of the feet, peeking out from under the wooden board. She liked what she saw and couldn’t wait to touch them. The skin was very pale, and the flesh looked very meaty. Those thick toes were nicely formed, and she had a feeling they were going to be sensitive. She moved her face a little closer to the left foot and could tell the skin looked tender. It didn’t look very callous, which excited her. She loved the soft foot of a woman. “Bessie, did anyone tell you that you have very nice feet?” she asked as she continued to study the foot.
Bessie gasped as she heard that question. Fear started to grow in her body as she realized what the next target was. It was going to be her feet! The thought of her feet being played with frightened her because she knew how ticklish her feet were. It was Phoebe’s favorite target to tickle on her. She remembered the first time Phoebe tickled her. It was when they were at St. Mary’s school for girls where she met the younger Wellington. It was a warm weekend afternoon, and she went to go relax in a barn to read her book and catch up on the news with a newspaper. It was there she saw two students that she knew, Alicia and Riley were making out and even having sex. She watched them having their sexual fun as she was underneath some kind of shelf. Then, Phoebe snuck inside the barn and managed to remove her shoes and her socks and lightly tickle her feet. That drove her wild because she could not laugh, or Alicia and Riley would hear her. Holding in her laughter was one of the hardest things she ever had to do and when the two lovers left, she let all that laughter out and Phoebe really worked her feet over. That was such a memorable event in her life and in the Wellington mansion, there were many occasions where Phoebe tickled her feet. Bessie knew her feet were a major weakness and she really hoped Thalia was not going to torture her. Having her feet tickled by Darby and even Cheyenne was somewhat torturous, but that was in good fun. After enduring the hell this Greek warrior did to her, there was no way she would survive a round of foot tickling.
“Very nice shape. Nice color on the skin. Tell me Bessie, do you have tender feet? Let’s find out.” Thalia mused as she then placed her right hand on the bottom of the left sole. She felt the foot flinch and that excited her because she knew it was going to be a really ticklish foot. She did like how the foot felt on her hand. The skin was tender, but not really soft. It wasn’t calloused at all and figured she must have worn very comfortable shoes and socks. The tender foot really did make her happy because she loved when a woman had nice feet. Her fingers then went and touched those very meaty toes and felt them starting to curl. She chuckled a little because they were already very responsive. “Oooh, you must have some really sensitive feet!” she grinned.
Bessie felt that warm hand on her foot and she already felt those ticklish tremors. This already did not bode well for her and knew Thalia wanted to torture her. She could hear her talking about her foot, and that worried her. She didn’t want this woman to play with her foot. Her toes curled tightly, and she really hoped the woman would come back to her breast and lick it again. “Thalia…….please……” she said, doing her best to not giggle a little because the fingers were pitter pattering lightly on her sole.
Thalia let her fingers pitter patter up and down the sole, trying to test the responsiveness to them. She was thrilled to feel the foot trembling and even started to wiggle around. She figured she would have to hold the toes to prevent the foot from moving around too much. She kept moving her fingers around, trying to gauge where a very sensitive spot was so she could focus on it when she really wanted to torture the foot. The only thing that she kept thinking about was this foot was probably going to be wiggling around wildly. She had to do something, that way she could really put this foot through hell.
“Hey, why don’t you tie her toe to the cuff?” Carissa called out. She loved the way Thalia was testing the foot of Bessie. Tickling a woman’s foot was also one of her favorite places to tickle as well. There were times she was in a certain mood; she would take one of the slaves and just work on their feet. She wanted to push that slave into delirium and loved the reactions she would get from tickling their feet. She also enjoyed sucking on their toes and just having her way with them. She had learned the toe tying technique and always found it effective.
Thalia turned her head and saw Carissa. She smiled and nodded her head. She was the one that taught Carissa about toe ties, and she felt silly that she didn’t just think of it. She then looked around, hoping to find some kind of twine or string. She then noticed Amalia walking up to her. In her hand, she had some twine. She saw the smile on her face, and she nodded her head. “Thank you….” she told her.
Amalia smiled back at Thalia and then got back to where she was standing. She really wanted to see how bad Thalia would tickle Bessie’s feet. She had some twine on her to help bind the prisoners and for any other uses. She got excited because tickling the feet was always the best moment. She had her own feet tickled before, and she would tickle the feet of the sex slaves from time to time. Now, she looked at those big, meaty, pale soles and wanted to see them go through a ticklish nightmare.
Thalia tied one end of the twine around the big toe and with a yank, she pulled the toe away from the index toe and then wrapped the other end of the twine to the cuff that held the ankle. Once she cinched the tie, she looked at her handiwork. With the big toe pulled away from the rest of the toes, it would render that foot completely immobile. It would also expose that very delicate skin between the toes, which was definitely a great spot to inflict a lot of tickling torture. She could see the toes straining to try and get free, but that foot was not going anywhere. She then placed her hand right back on the sole and gently rubbed it. “Yes, that is much better. You were moving your foot too much for me…” she told Bessie.
Bessie desperately tried to move her foot around, but she just couldn’t do it. This made her panic because now she wouldn’t be able to move her foot around. She couldn’t even close her toes! This made her seem a lot more vulnerable and thoughts of ticklish hell filled her soul. She continued to try and move her foot around and was starting to panic. Now she felt that hand on her foot again, and she got really nervous. Just the sound of Thalia’s voice frightened her. Her breathing got heavy, and her heart was beating a million miles per second. She did not want her feet to be tickled, but it seemed as though her ticklish fate was sealed.
“Now, where should I start? Can you tell me where you don’t want me to touch?” Thalia asked. It was time to play mind games with Bessie again.
Bessie heard that question and it frightened her. She didn’t want any part of her foot to be tickled, and now this woman was trying to find a target. She had to think of something fast, or the Greek woman would just torture her even worse. “Please don’t touch my foot! I-I don’t want my foot touched. Please, don’t do this to me. Don’t touch my whole foot!” she begged.
Thalia chuckled to herself because technically the whole foot was a “spot”, so Bessie did answer her question. She then decided to rephrase her question and continue to play the mind games. “How about if I touch your toes? Wouldn’t that be a good thing?” she asked.
Bessie started to panic as she heard that her feet were going to continue to be touched. Her fear of getting her feet tickled grew exponentially and she tried to move her left foot, but it was no use. Her big toe being tied to the cuff prevented her from being able to move it at all. She then felt fingers starting to touch her toe and she felt those ticklish tremors already building. “Please Thalia! Don’t touch my toes! Don’t touch me!” she begged.
Thalia felt a thrill in her body as she heard that begging. She then took the tip of her right index finger and placed it at the very tip of that helpless big toe. She then slid it slowly down the length of the toe and she could see how much the foot was straining to get free already. She loved how reactive the foot was, which was going to make this torture so much fun. Her finger made it to the base of the toe, where the twine was wrapped around it, and then stroked her fingertip right back up the digit. She did like the texture of that toe. It wasn’t too soft, but it wasn’t calloused either. She then started to diddle her finger on the bottom of the toe, and she started to hear giggles. That was a great sign that these feet were going to be really ticklish if the big toe was already making her giggle. Her eyes then looked at the undersides of the other toes as well. With the big toe pulled away from the index toe, it made the other toes vulnerable as well. She really wouldn’t be able to curl them in a natural defense, so it left those delicate undersides completely at her mercy. She decided to do a test stroke and placed her finger on the very tender underside of the index toe and swiped it to her right, making sure she touched each of those meaty toes.
“HHEHEHEHEHEHEHE HEY!!! That tickles!” Bessie laughed as she felt that finger stroking underneath her toes. The touching of her big toe drove her crazy, and now her other toes were being tickled. She also noticed that she couldn’t move her toes at all. That surprised her because every single time her feet were tickled, she was able to at least move her toes around. This time, they weren’t moving at all, which meant she couldn’t even try to protect them. She had been tied up before, mainly by Gloria, but this simple toe tie seemed to make her feel the most vulnerable. She had no idea what she was going to do, then she felt another finger swipe on the bottoms of her toes. “HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!!!” she laughed.
“Yes, you do have ticklish toes. I love it. I love the way you laugh when I touch these toes. Makes me wonder….” Thalia mused as she continued to stroke her finger side to side on the bottom of the toes and loved watching them do their best to curl. She really liked the tenderness of the skin and also the fact that these were very thick toes. It gave her plenty of skin to tickle. There was always something fun about tickling a woman’s foot. There were many shapes and sizes that she tickled over the years, and each woman had some pretty nice feet. She then placed her finger right at the base of the toes and slowly traced her fingertip along that line, from the base of the index toe, all the way to the baby toe. She loved the laughter coming from Bessie and that made her smile. “Yep, you are really ticklish on this spot of your foot.” she finished.
Bessie felt that slow stroke on the base of her toes and it really drove her wild. She was already exhausted, and every single nerve on her body was on edge. Her toes were always a weakness and now that powerful Greek woman had clear access to that vulnerable spot. The tickling was already driving her crazy and she couldn’t help but laugh. She even wondered how she was still able to laugh after all this time. She had suffered a lot of tickle punishment, and now that Thalia was at her feet, the torment was going to continue.
Babs watched the foot tickling with great interest. Ever since she got to tickle Ruth of Plotsville Bank and her feet, she loved foot tickling. There was just something about a ticklish foot that gave her a thrill. She remembered how much she enjoyed pushing poor Ruth into insanity with her foot tickles, and she also had a wonderful opportunity to torment Mandy from The Thirsty Cowboy and her feet. This was such a great adventure for her in terms of tickling victims and especially their feet. But the crowning achievement was tickling the feet of the Deputy apprentice, Becky. The way she tormented that young woman’s feet was something she continued to think about till this day. She loved the way she tormented those big tender feet and hoped to one day get revenge against the woman. She ended up being captured by Becky, and she found that to be very humiliating. She wanted to torture her again, and if Darby was going to be captured, then surely her apprentice would be with her as well. Babs then looked at Bessie’s foot and loved the design of it. That foot was very meaty, which meant there was plenty of flesh to play with. She loved the idea of the toe tie, making that foot completely vulnerable. She looked on with great lust as the sound of Bessie’s laughter really got her excited. She wondered just how long the woman could hold out. She also hoped she would be able to tickle that foot as well.
Thalia continued her toe torture and moved her finger from the base of the toes, and then to the pads of the toes. She noticed there was a different tone in Bessie’s laughter when she went to the pads of the toes. She was finding all the hot spots on the toes and knew she still had the rest of the foot to play with. She wanted to make sure she touched every single square inch of this foot flesh, and the toes were just the beginning. She did think about how she usually saved the toes for last, but because they were so helpless at this moment, she went after them first. Toes were usually the worst spot on a woman’s foot, she might as well torture poor Bessie. She then moved her finger to the crevice between the big toe and index toe. Since the toe was pulled away, it exposed all that wonderful skin between. She tickled the side of the big toe, went down to the connective part of the ball of the foot, then tickled the side of the index toe. She loved that squeal Bessie gave, and this was becoming more and more fun for her. “You have such ticklish toes! I can do this all night long….” she threatened.
Bessie felt that finger between her big toe and index toe and she couldn’t help but squeal. It really tickled her. Even when her toes were tickled before, they were not touched with this kind of precision. It was as though Thalia wanted to touch every single nerve ending on her toes. She desperately wanted to close her toes, but it was no use. She felt those ticklish tremors tearing through her body again and again and again and she just couldn’t take it anymore. “HAHAHAHA PLEASE!!! Thalia, I can’t take it anymore!!!” she begged.
“Yes you can! You can take it, Bessie. I am being really nice to your toes right now. I must say, I do like them a lot. They are so reactive to the lightest of touches….” Thalia teased as she continued to tickle the sides of those toes. Then she moved her finger to the connective part of the ball of the foot and used the very tip of her finger to tickle that spot. She heard another ticklish squeal coming from her victim and she had a sadistic smirk on her face. This was becoming a lot of fun, so she decided to go after the spaces between the other toes as well. She went between the middle toe and the index toe and found that crevice to be quite sensitive to her touch. She heard that delightful ticklish shriek from her victim and knew she had found a hot spot. She wormed her finger into the crevice point and wiggled it with some pressure. That really got a nice reaction out of Bessie and that only motivated her to keep going.
“HAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!” Bessie roared as she felt that finger wiggling in that toe crevice. The intensity started to really drill down into her body, and she really tried to clamp her toes. She had some movement, but her toes were so helpless. Her head started to shake, and her leg was vibrating a lot. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on something else besides that very powerful ticklish shockwave coming from her toes, all the way through her left leg, into her body and through to her head. She knew her toes were very sensitive and now this woman was going to exploit that very weakness. She tried her best to beg for it to all stop. “THALIA PLEASE!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA IT IS TOO MUCH!!! HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
Thalia only shook her head to disregard that begging. She wanted to really punish these toes and make Bessie feel everything. She then pulled her finger away and went after the next crevice, the space between the middle toe and the ring toe. She was rewarded with another ticklish shriek and loved it. She just loved playing with a woman’s toes. She loved the way they wiggled around, but with Bessie at this moment, the toes were just there, not being able to defend themselves. This gave her clear access to play with that sensitive skin anyway she wanted. She then used her right hand to hold the ring toe and pulled it away from the middle toe, opening up that space. She then used her left hand’s fingers to tickle that area in there and once again, heard another ticklish shriek. She was playing Bessie like a puppet at this point. If she wanted her to shriek, all she had to do was apply some pressure in that crevice area. If she wanted a steady stream of giggles, all she had to do was tickle the sides of the toes. She was truly starting to enjoy herself at this moment and had one more crevice to attack. “This is not too much, Bessie. This is only the beginning. I really like your feet…..” she told her.
“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA HA NO MORE!!!” Bessie screamed. The attack on her toes crevices was taking a toll on her body and she was in sheer ticklish agony. She couldn’t handle the way the fingers were applying pressure in that very delicate area of her toes. She kept feeling those intense shockwaves coursing through her body and she had no idea how much more she could take. It amazed her that she even lasted this long. She figured she should have been done for a long time ago, but somehow, she remained conscious and very sensitive. Then her eyes bugged out as a very intense ticklish electricity bolt ripped right through her very core. Thalia was now going after the toe crevice of her ring toe and baby toe. That was definitely the most sensitive spot of her toe crevices and the Greek warrior really applied pressure there. This was very overwhelming for her, and she went crazy.
Thalia loved the reaction she was getting out of Bessie. She loved playing with this specific crevice as it seemed to have drawn out the most intense laughter from Bessie. She wiggled her finger in that crevice, making sure she got deep enough in there to send the most horrible ticklish sensations possible. She watched the other toes tremble helplessly and it delighted her. Normally, the toes would be curling and clenching right now, but these toes couldn’t. This made it very easy for her to inflict the most intense feelings that she could do. As her fingers continued to attack that crevice, her eyes then went to the sole of the foot. She could see the expansive sole and knew that was just an open field of ticklish nerve endings, just waiting to be tortured. Her own desire to tickle that sole was growing and after she finished with these toes, she was going to play with that beautiful pale skin. “Tickle tickle tickle. Does this drive you crazy? I bet it does. Poor, poor Bessie. Her toes are being tickled and there is nothing she can do about it. I just want you to laugh and laugh and laugh.” she taunted.
Bessie’s head fell backwards and down as the ticklish waves continued to wash over her body. This was such a long time of her toes being attacked, that she just didn’t know how much longer she could hold out. Her entire body felt so helpless. Thalia was breaking her down completely all over her body and there seemed to be no end to it. Her precious toes were being tickle violated, and the woman just showed no mercy. She wondered how much longer this entire torture session would continue. Her upper body was tickle ravaged, and now her foot was being tickled. She hoped this was the finale, but she knew down deep, this might have been another beginning. She tried to beg, but she could not form the words because she was laughing so hard as the finger tickle destroyed that crevice.
Thalia truly loved what she was doing to poor Bessie. She kept grinding her finger in that crevice, forcing some of the most horrific ticklish screams she could. Playing with these toes was a lot of fun, but now it was time to play with the rest of the foot. She pulled her finger out from that last crevice and allowed Bessie to recover somewhat. She could hear the residual laughter, and then the heavy breathing. She also loved the way Bessie was babbling her words, which meant she truly pushed Bessie to her limits and perhaps beyond. She then gently patted the sole, her palm touching that tender skin. “There there Bessie, I am not tickling your toes right now. You can breathe….” she told her.
Bessie felt a wave of relief as the toe tickling had finally stopped. She knew she was saying words, but she had no idea what she was saying. She was so tired right now, and those ticklish tremors still kept her nerves on edge. She tried to curl her toes once again, only to confirm they were still trapped. Then she winced and giggled with each soft pat on the bottom of her foot. Her foot was so responsive and sensitive right now that if she were tickled, she figured she just might lose her mind. Her eyes remained closed, and she tried to breathe as best as she could. “Please…..no more….no more….” she wheezed.
“No more what? Tell me, what do you not want more of?” Thalia teased. She really did love torturing her victims and this mental game she played with Bessie was definitely a fun one.
Bessie groaned when she heard Thalia ask her that question. Once again, this cruel woman from Greece was trying to mess with her mind. She didn’t even care. She knew she had to try and beg anyway. Because she did not want Thalia to tell her she would have stopped if only she had begged her. “Please….no more tickling….I-I can’t stand it. I don’t want this anymore.” she begged.
“No more tickling? But think about all the fun we are having right now! You have some wonderfully sensitive toes, and you have the sweetest laughter.” Thalia told her. She really enjoyed the power she had over Bessie. This woman was at her total mercy, and she just wanted to keep trying to humiliate her. She then thought of a fun topic to discuss. “Tell me Bessie, do you know if Darby has ticklish feet?” she asked.
Bessie felt a chill in her body as she heard that question. It reminded her that she was in the position she was in was because of her association with Darby. That’s who Thalia really wanted to torment, her dear friend, and she was being used as bait to capture her. She wondered if she should tell Thalia Darby’s weaknesses. She definitely knew how ticklish those feet were, but should this tormentor know? She thought about the large, incredibly soft, pink feet of Darby and hoped Thalia did not want an answer. Then she felt another pat on the bottom of her foot and it was obvious. If she didn’t answer, she was going to get her foot tickled! “W-Why do you want to know?” she asked nervously.
“Because I want to know. I want to know who will suffer more on their feet. You, or Darby? So, answer my question. Does Darby have ticklish feet?” Thalia asked. She then looked at the helpless ball of the foot and was going to focus on that part first.
Sabrina had a wide grin as she heard the question asked. Out of all the people in this room that knew the answer to that question, she was definitely that person. She loved the fact that she already knew the answer to that question and instead of blurting it out, it would be fun to hear Bessie scream and laugh that information out. She also started to picture those perfect feet in her head. She remembered how big they were, how soft they were, how ticklish they were. It was truly a great experience and she really wanted to get her hands on those feet once again. Her eyes looked at the helpless left foot and she really hoped Thalia would destroy that foot.
Bessie felt those ticklish tremors building up once again and if she wanted to survive, she had better answer the question. She knew just how ticklish her friend was and, in a sense, felt like she was about to betray her. But her mind, body and soul were so tormented that hopefully Darby would understand later. “Yes….she has ticklish feet.” she moaned.
“Good! I love to hear that. Because I cannot wait until she is captured. I will take off her boots and her socks, then I will destroy those feet of hers. Did you ever tickle them?” Thalia asked as she started to lightly circle her finger right in the middle of the ball of the foot.
Bessie felt that finger tickling the ball of her foot and she gritted her teeth. Even that simple touch was driving her crazy. She really hated the fact that her foot was about to be tickled and she heard Thalia’s question. It seemed harmless enough considering they were friends. “Hehehe yes!! I tickled her feet!” she squealed.
Thalia slowly moved her finger from the top of the ball of the foot, towards the outside edge, only to swoop down to the bottom of the ball, then agonizingly slow across the bottom of the ball of the foot, and especially where the arch met the ball. She could see that left leg vibrating and those giggles were like music to her ears. She also loved the answer that was given. It was time to further play with this thought process and then continued to circle her finger all over the ball of that trapped foot. “I bet you liked it, didn’t you? I bet you would love to get your hands on her feet again. Or would you rather it be me?” she teased.
Bessie had an image of Darby’s feet in her head, and it reminded her of when she laid eyes on them for the first time ever. Gloria Wellington had made Darby remove her shoes and socks and played with those feet. Then she was instructed to touch those feet and once she did, it absolutely stunned her that someone could have feet that soft. It was as though they had never touched the ground before and perhaps as soft as they were when Darby was born. She also thought about the times when Darby was sleeping, and she playfully tickled those magnificent feet. She did it in the maid’s quarters and even as recent as a dinner meeting she had about 6 months ago. It was fun playing with those soft feet, so admitting she liked it would not be a big deal. What did concern her was the thought of this woman torturing her friend. She already felt how cruel she was to her; she could only imagine what she would do to poor Darby if she captured her. As the finger continued to stroke all over the ball of her foot, she thought about the second question that was asked. She also figured that was an easier answer because if Darby knew her feet were going to be tickled, she would definitely choose her, a caring, loving friend, and not a ruthless bounty hunter who wanted to really torture her. “I would hehehehehe love to tickle hehehehehehe her feet again...” she giggled.
“I bet you would. Only there is one problem. I will be tickling both of you, maybe at the same time. Hehehe” Thalia threatened. She did like the idea of Bessie’s foot next to Darby’s and tickle the both of them senseless. She started to wonder what the deputy’s feet looked like and was looking forward to capturing the woman. “I changed my mind; I think I will tickle her feet myself. As for you, you can just laugh.” she told her.
Bessie started to laugh harder as the fingers started to move faster on the ball of her foot. It really started to get more intense, and her laughter started to pick up. The way the finger tickled and teased that skin really sent her into convulsions. After the toe tickling, any other spot on her foot was going to be ticklish as well. When she felt that finger slowly moving across the ball of her foot, from the inside edge, all the way across the surface area, and finally off the outside edge of her foot, she couldn’t help but squeal a little harder. Then the finger moved right back across that area, and it was like Thalia was using great precision. She again tried in vain to move her foot, but it just would not budge. Then, the finger slowly started to creep into the arch of her foot and that sent a new, more powerful wave of ticklish agony throughout her entire body. “NOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHA DON’T TICKLE MEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T STAND IT!” she screamed.
Thalia smirked when she heard that reaction as her fingers started to slowly move into the arch of the foot. It was such a great delight touching this skin and wanted to savor every single moment. She saw her fingers now in the arch area and she just moved them around with no specific pattern, just random touches all over. She felt the foot shaking as much as it possibly could as she got close to the instep area and then moved it back to the center of the arch. There was just something magical about a woman howling in laughter as she was getting her feet tickled. She started to get lost in her thoughts as she continued along her ticklish path on this very nice foot. She then moved her fingers up over the ball of the foot, going towards the toes, and then looped right back down and went back into the arch, and she heard another shriek. She started to chuckle to herself as the sounds Bessie was making sounded like a wounded animal in sheer desperation. She just wanted to keep inflicting as much tickle torture as possible.
Bessie felt those fingers traveling up and down her foot and she started to get lightheaded. The feeling was becoming so overwhelming that she slipped into silent laughter and her body started to go limp. She did not know if she had reached her breaking point or not, but she was dangerously close to going over. Her fight to try and resist was starting to wane and now she prayed that she would lose consciousness and just end this torment. Her head went limp and hung down backwards and her mouth was just wide open, but no sound came out.
Thalia noticed that Bessie was now in silent laughter and wanted to push her just a little bit further, but not over the edge. She did not want this woman to pass out on her. She wanted her alert so that she could keep tormenting her body and her mind. She then moved her hand away from the foot and to give just a moment to stop the continuous tickling she was performing. She waited a moment to see if Bessie would just resume either heavy breathing or her pathetic begging. She could hear faint sounds coming from her victim and smirked again. She then put her hand high into the air, paused for a moment, then slammed the palm of her hand downwards with great force and smacked the sole of the foot as hard as she could. The sound echoed throughout the room and now she heard Bessie’s voice again.
Bessie’s mind went active again as she felt that very hard slap on the bottom of her foot. It wasn’t agonizing pain; it was just a slap that really jolted her back to the realm of the conscious. She felt one wave of slight pain, but now she was alert again. She groaned because she was so close to slipping into dreamland, and now she was back in this cruel world Thalia put her in. Her foot felt really sensitive, and she thought she felt the flesh on the sole thumping a little. “Please Thalia…..please let me go…..” she whimpered as the feelings in her foot seemed to really be active.
“Bessie, we have been over this a few times now. You are not getting set free. You have to suffer, remember?” Thalia responded. She then reached her hand up high into the air again, paused, then slammed her hand back down and struck the sole of the foot as hard as she could with the palm of her hand, making another loud echo in the room. She heard those whimpers coming from Bessie and it delighted her. She remembered this technique that she learned from her friend Helga. The bastinado was such an effective way to break a woman down. But their style was not about the pain aspect, unlike what men would do to others. Their version was to inflict enough pain and contact to increase the sensitivity in the foot, so when they do tickle them, the feet would be much more responsive. She looked at that vulnerable sole and knew that it was going to be a lot more responsive to her tickle attack. She then raised her hand one more time and prepared to strike that helpless sole. “One……more…..time.” she said aloud, so even Bessie could hear it.
Bessie felt those strikes on her foot and even though there was initial pain, it quickly subsided, and she felt the nerve endings on her feet really were on fire. She then heard Thalia mention it one more time, and even though she tried to brace herself subconsciously, when that hand hit her foot again, she couldn’t help but yelp in pain. Then the pain subsided and now she really could feel her foot being sensitive. It was as though the air touching her foot set her off. She still could not move her foot and she started to panic again. This woman would not stop torturing her. She was going to tickle her again, maybe hit her foot again, and would not let her pass out. The emotions ran high again as she was feeling really desperate. Then she felt fingers scrabbling all over her foot and that made her go into shock. The sheer intensity of those feelings was enough to shatter her mind and she howled in ticklish agony. “HAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHNOOOOOOOOOOOOO OH GAWD!!! JHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHA STOOOOOP!!! STOOOOOOOOPPPP!!” she wailed.
Thalia ran her fingers as fast as she could on that arch area and loved the reaction she got out of Bessie. She could tell that this round produced even stronger ticklish feelings and she was going to drive her wild. Just using this technique made her think of Helga. She thought about the fun they sometimes had with each other as they would tickle and torture a few women for fun. She smiled over those memories, especially about a time where they each had the foot of some barmaid they kidnapped and tickled her until she was a broken pile of goo. They then laughed about it, threw the woman into a compost heap and went back into the bar to drink about it. It was memories like that that made her miss her Russian friend and even strengthened her resolve to capture the woman who put her into prison. She truly wanted Darby to suffer because of that, and because she broke up Christos’ purchase and even indirectly challenged her. Now that she had a close friend of that deputy, she wanted to make sure she tortured her. There was also one more technique she learned from Helga and poor Bessie here was going to learn it. For now, she continued to run her fingers up and down the foot, and then went to the instep.
Bessie felt those fingers on her instep and her screaming of ticklish laughter went up another level. Her feet were always maddingly ticklish, but after those slaps on her feet, they seemed even worse than before. This was something she wished she had never found out about. The way Thalia was being aggressive with her helpless foot really frightened her deep into her soul. This woman was showing her no mercy and all she could do was laugh. She felt her body going limp again, because she was tired. She was tired of fighting this. She was tired of the torture and the mind games. She was just tired. She did not want any more of this torture and the thought of being a sex slave started to really seep in. There was nothing she could do, and she was starting to resign herself to her fate.
Thalia continued her cruel, ticklish path on the bottom of this foot and even went towards the heel. She found it to be very responsive as well. Not as much as the arch, the ball of the foot or the toes, but was expected. The heel generally wasn’t as responsive as the more tender spots. But she still got a good reaction from it. Bessie was still screaming, and she couldn’t do anything about it. She then looked at those toes again and remembered how much fun it was to play with them. She reminded herself to thank Carissa for reminding her about the toe tie, and now the thought of the right foot entered her mind. There was still another foot to play with and torture. She then stopped tickling this left foot, because there was a new fresh foot to play with! She then lowered her head and gave a soft kiss right in the arch of that tormented left foot. “All done…” she said.
Bessie felt the fingers stopping on her foot and she felt some relief. There were still some residual ticklish feelings going through her body, but at least the primary attack was over. Then she felt a soft kiss on her sole, and that sent a small tremor of pleasure in her body. She always loved it when her feet were kissed, especially when Phoebe would do it. It was always so soothing for her, and she hoped that like her nipples, Thalia would at least give her that pleasure. The ticklish feelings started to dissipate, and her breathing was still very heavy. She could still feel the ticklish tingles in her left foot and really hoped it was over. Then she heard Thalia say she was done, and now she felt a glimmer of hope. Perhaps she had been tortured long enough and the Greek warrior had her fun. She wondered if she was finally going to be set free. “Thank….you….” she wheezed.
Thalia shook her head, then started to move over to the right foot. She stared at that foot and could see those meaty toes wiggling involuntarily. She then looked back over at Amalia who then walked up to her with another string of twine. She was definitely going to tie that toe as well, so she could have unfettered access to the right foot. “Bessie, Bessie, Bessie….. Are you doing ok? Hehe” she asked sarcastically.
Bessie groaned as she heard Thalia’s voice. It did sound like perhaps she was done, and she did not want to give her any reason to keep torturing her. Being asked if she was ok would probably be the chance she needed to finally end this tickling nightmare. “I’m not……Please Thalia….I can’t take it anymore…. I think I am about to die….” she whimpered.
Thalia let out a very loud laugh as she heard that response. She knew Bessie was in pure desperation and was trying to appeal to her heart. She knew she had no heart when it came to torture, and it amused her. She then tried to look over at Bessie’s face. She moved away from the foot and walked to the head area. She then knelt down a little to stare at that sweaty face. It looked as though Bessie went to hell and back, and she was about to go right back to hell. “Stop being so melodramatic, Bessie. You are not about to die. You will wish you were dead as I am not done with you, but the good news is that I won’t let you die. You have a new purpose in life, and I am going to do everything I can to make sure you fulfill it.” she told her.
Bessie heard Thalia’s voice coming from her right side and she looked over at her. She saw that cold stare, with that evil smirk and it touched her soul. Just hearing that her torture was not over yet, and this woman was not going to show her any mercy. This got her very sad as she just could not take any more of this torture. “Please Thalia…you have to stop this. I-I will die. I don’t want this anymore…” she started to cry.
“Did I ever tell you that I like to see you cry? Keep crying because it will be the first of many times where you will shed tears. Shed them now because when my employer has his dick inside you, he doesn’t want anyone crying. So, cry now, but I will make you laugh very shortly. I need you to be a bit more festive. I truly enjoyed tickling your foot just now and I have some wonderful news for you. You have another foot…..” Thalia told her, then stood back up and walked back towards that right foot. It was now time to tie the toe to the cuff, then torture poor Bessie for another round.
Bessie almost lost all control of her emotions when she heard Thalia mention her other foot. She really wished the foot tickling would stop, but it appeared her other foot was going to suffer as well. She wondered how much longer all this torture end would. She had been in this same bondage position for quite some time and her limbs were completely exhausted from all the straining and pulling. Her neck was sore, her body temperature was really warm, and she just wanted to be free. She even considered just submitting herself and telling Thalia she would be a willing sex slave in order for all this torture to stop. The idea started to gain steam because if she continued to be tickled, she truly feared she would lose her mind. Then she felt her right big toe being grabbed, and that fear increased again. “Thalia…please don’t do this to me anymore…..I am begging you….please don’t….” she whimpered.
Thalia started to whistle as she tied one end of the twine around the right big toe. This was becoming a chore of love for her as she wanted to inflict another round of foot tickling on poor Bessie. She could hear her pathetic cries and ignored them. It was time to put her through another hellacious round of tickling, as she prepared to finish the woman off. Once she finished the feet, it would be time to destroy the rest of Bessie’s body by taking an orgasm from her, and then, completely break her mind and her will. Bessie wasn’t Darby, but she was close enough to the deputy to really torture her further than she did to the previous women this day. Once the twine was tied around the base of that toe, she pulled on it towards the cuff, and the big toe started to separate from the index toe. She loved looking at that exposed space between the toes and was going to have a lot of fun playing with it. She then tied the other end of the twine to the cuff and made sure it was tight. Her eyes then looked over at the foot and it was completely helpless. The toes tried to curl but they couldn’t. The foot tried to move around, but it couldn’t. That pale skin was inviting her to tickle all over it and she licked her lips. Thalia heard those whimpers again and she knew poor Bessie was frightened out of her mind. She wondered where she should tickle first. Should she go after the toes first, like she did with the left foot, or should she work her way up the sole. She decided on the latter and placed the tips of her four fingers minus the thumb of her left hand directly on the heel. She felt the foot try to twitch and it was delightful because this foot was just as sensitive to her touch. “You seem jumpy! I guess this foot is just as ticklish as the other. I love ticklish feet. I really could play with these feet all night. Wouldn’t you love for me to play with your feet all night?” she asked.
Bessie groaned as she felt those fingers resting on her heel. The ticklish feeling started to grow in her body, and this was just a simple touch. That really concerned her because she was going to really feel this torture again. Then the fingers slowly moved around the heel, sending more and more ticklish jitters all throughout her body. The thought of this happening to her all night petrified her. She would not be able to stand that much sensory torture. She didn’t even know what to do anymore. She begged, pleaded, and even offered to perform sexual acts to have this torture stop, but Thalia just would not relent. It was a total nightmare for her, and her body started to tremble as the ticklish sensations increased. Bessie didn’t know what else to do but just to keep begging. “Please hehe don’t tickle my foot. I am begging you hehehee what do you want me to do?” she asked in a whining voice.
“What do I want you to do? That’s a great question….” Thalia responded. Her fingers slowly moved over the heel area and could feel the foot desperately trying to move around. Her fingers moved in a circle on the heel, covering the entire heel area and even that spot where the heel flows into the arch area. She really did like this thick, meaty sole, with so many wonderful nerve endings. She then moved her fingertips in an up and down motion on the heel and the sweet giggles coming from her victim started to increase. She absolutely loved when a woman had very ticklish heels because it meant the other parts of the foot were even more ticklish. The left foot was such a fun time, she looked forward to really going after the right one. Now, it was playtime! “….I think you know the answer. I want you to…….laugh.” she told her in a calm voice.
“Hahahahahahahahahaha it tickles!!! Stop tickling meeeeeeee!!!” Bessie laughed as the fingers started to move faster on her heel. The ticklish feelings continued to go through her body, and she felt the rest of her body twitching around again. The way the fingers stroked across that skin sent many shivers in her body and she just couldn’t help but laugh. She was also still aware that this was just her heel and once the rest of her foot got touched, she was going to lose it. She let out a ticklish squeal when the fingers really went after the center of her heel. She shivered and writhed a bit when the fingers would stroke on the outside edges of the heel and even near her Achilles tendon. She really wasn’t touched there as much, and it drove her wild.
Thalia could tell Bessie was very responsive when her fingers tickled that exposed Achilles tendon. That gave her a great idea as she wanted to continue to throw Bessie off and make her react to unexpected things. She stared at that very delightful sole, and she loved it. But she also thought about the skin on the top of the foot. That area wasn’t tickled as much, and she figured that she should test it out. Her finger slowly moved from the heel and the Achilles tendon and slowly moved their way up the side of the foot, but on the top part. She could feel the foot really trying to move around and that delighted her. It meant the skin was very reactive and it was time to send Bessie into a new fresh hell of tickle torture. “Hmmm….you have such soft skin. The bottoms of your feet are very soft, but I noticed that the skin on the top of your foot feels really nice. Let’s play with it…” she threatened.
Bessie felt a very powerful surge of ticklish sensations tearing through her as she felt that very light touch on the top of her foot. That feeling of the fingers on the side of her foot on the top side sent an incredible amount of feelings and she tried to desperately moved her right foot and right leg. She felt even more helpless because her toes on the right foot were also rendered helpless. Her left foot was still immobile as well. This knowledge made her feel completely vulnerable because she could not move her feet at all. They were trapped and at this woman’s mercy. Now that the skin on the top of her foot was being touched, that seemed to make her even more responsive. Her laughter started to increase as the fingers continued to stroke and tickle that skin and it drove her wild. She never really had the tops of her feet tickled as much and had no idea how to react. She could only laugh. Now, the fingers started to really move around faster and that feeling hit her like a ton of bricks. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THALIA!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THALIA!!!!” she screamed.
“I am glad you know my name….” Thalia joked as she continued to stroke her fingers on the delicate skin on the top of the foot. It also gave her a chance to look at the bottom of the foot. She really did like the shape and design of Bessie’s foot and figured she would put it in her top 5 of the sex slave’s feet. She had her favorites, and each slave had something to offer. Bessie had a lot to offer with her sexy, athletic body, this insane amount of ticklishness, the very soft and beautiful mocha colored skin, and these thick, tender feet. Tickling her and ravishing her sexually was always going to be a great treat. She then moved her fingers to the base of the toes and felt the foot really trying to move around as much as it could. That brought a smile to her face as she really hit a nice spot it appeared. “Oooh!! Is that a ticklish spot? I like this….” she told her.
The feeling of those fingers at the base of her toes on the top of Bessie’s foot proved to be a very sensitive spot on her foot. Bessie really started to laugh harder, and she tried everything she could to move her toes to try and get away from those evil fingers. She even started to feel a little pain in her big toe because she was really using all of the strength she had left in getting her foot away that she pulled on that twine. It was a futile effort because her foot was not going anywhere at all. Those horrible ticklish feelings continued to destroy her mind piece by piece and she just laughed. Then she shrieked again as the fingers started to tickle directly on top of the toes. That feeling was really bad for her, and she just could not move her toes away.
Sabrina continued to watch with great interest as she saw how Thalia was tickling that right foot. She liked the way the Greek bounty hunter was methodically tormenting the trapped foot. She remembered tickling a victim of hers on the top of the foot and knew how deadly it could be. The top of the foot was not tickled as much because the soles were always the main target. But the top of the foot could be as equally ticklish if focused upon. She wished she could touch Bessie’s foot. Thalia was having a lot of fun breaking down poor Bessie, and all she could do was watch. She started to get antsy and wanted to tickle someone. She also felt her lust growing and she was going to have to rub an orgasm out when she went to sleep later. This was such an amazing day of tickle torture and sexual humiliation that she was about to burst. She then looked over at Babs who seemed to be mesmerized by the foot tickling. She thought it was cute her partner enjoyed tickling feet. Now that they were no longer in prison, they could resume their criminal activity and tickle the feet of many helpless women and the rest of their bodies. There was something she did want to learn from Thalia, however. Sabrina had confidence that she could tickle a body just as well as the Greek bounty hunter, but she did notice that the orgasms that Thalia ripped from her victims seemed to be extra powerful. That she wanted to learn more about. That thought made her look towards Bessie’s exposed pussy and she got even more aroused by the sight. The pussy was right there, open and ready to be touched. Those dark folds contrasted with the pink interior that was peeking out of the pussy. She then leaned towards Babs and whispered into her ear. “I am ready for that pussy to be played with. I don’t know about you, but I am so horny right now. Hehehe”
Babs chuckled a little as she felt the same way. Watching all of this torture made her own arousal rise and she wanted some sexual action as well. She loved the way Thalia tickled the top of the foot and stared at the bottom of those meaty toes unable to wiggle around because of the strong toe tie. Her eyes then wandered down the right leg and then she saw that same exposed pussy. Hearing how horny her partner was made her hornier and she also had a desire to tickle that pussy. She turned towards Sabrina and smiled. “Yeah, I am horny too. I wonder when she is going to play with that sweet looking pussy. I want to see her cum….” she whispered back.
Thalia was really enjoying herself tickling the top of this foot and it got some really great reactions out of Bessie. Her eyes never left the sole of the foot and now she craved it. She wanted to play with that sole and try to bring out the worst ticklish feelings possible. She then stopped tickling the top of the foot and paused for a moment. She chuckled under her breath as she heard a desperately begging woman trying to recover from the foot tickling. She was delighted to see the foot not being able to move as typically a foot would move around to shake off the ticklish sensations. With the helpless foot, it just had to stay in place and the ticklish feelings would take a little longer to go away. She started to hear a few cries between Bessie’s heavy breathing and words of desperation. She then turned around to the other women in the room and winked. It was time to really push Bessie further into hell. She then raised her left hand high into the air and focused her eyes on the bottom of that vulnerable foot. It was really time to wake up the nerve endings, and she slammed the palm of her hand down onto that exposed skin. A loud slap echoed through the room, and she even felt slight pain sensations in her own hand. She knew she hit that foot really hard. The skin turned pink for a moment, then returned to the pale color. It was time to do some bastinado on this foot, so she could really tickle it.
Bessie continued to feel those very hard slaps on the bottom of her right foot. Which each slap, she would hear the sound of it and feel the slight pain from it. It didn’t hurt too bad, but it made her yelp with each strike. Her brain remembered when this happened to her left foot, so she knew what was about to happen to her. Her foot was very much more sensitive after those strikes on the other foot and that ticklish fear grew even more inside her. She looked towards Thalia and could see her face. She looked so focused on striking her foot and it just amazed her that this woman was so tactical on how she tortured her. Then the strikes stopped, and she groaned in misery. The inability to even move her foot really affected her emotions because of that feeling of total helplessness. She instinctively kept going with what she knew was ineffective. Begging Thalia to stop. “Please Thalia….stop this. That hurt me….” she whimpered.
Thalia shook her head and ignored Bessie’s pleas. She loved how the pale skin turned a very light pink as her strikes hit the mark. That flesh was going to be really responsive and now it was time to have some fun. She then took the tips of her index and middle fingers and placed it right on the crease where the index and middle toes were connected to the ball of the foot. Then with a little pressure, she slowly slid those fingers down the length of the foot, going across the ball of the foot, into the arch and then off the heel. She could feel the foot desperately trying to move, but it didn’t move at all. Then she started to hear those giggles. The giggles started to get stronger as her finger moved across the tender flesh, and she continued her path. When her fingers made it to the arch, she lingered there for a moment, which really seemed to make Bessie laugh even harder. “I love how ticklish you are….I bet I could tickle these feet all night long and you never lose sensitivity…” she teased.
Bessie continued to laugh as those fingers continued their cruel tickling path on the bottom of her foot. She also heard Thalia’s teasing words and that seemed to increase her sensitivity. She shook her own head, trying to do anything she could to shake off those horrible ticklish feelings, but it was no use. Those fingers were destroying her and all she could do was laugh about it. Then the fingers went closer to her instep and that produced another round of loud ticklish laughter. This Greek bounty hunter just seemed to know where all her hot spots were and was trying to touch them all. The ticklish energy in her body was overloading her nervous system and she felt herself slipping into that uncontrollable laughter again. Then the fingers started to circle around in her arch, touching the edges and then the center and there was just no mercy from this woman.
Thalia loved the reactions she was getting from Bessie and wanted to keep pushing this woman. Tickling the arch proved to be the best spot, but she wanted to tease the ball of the foot as well. She then moved her four fingers minus the thumb and drummed them all across the wide expanse of the ball of the foot. There was a ticklish squeal coming from her victim that made her smile. The foot was quivering a lot, completely helpless to her touches and she focused on that area of the foot. Her fingers would move to the outside edge of the ball of the foot, then slowly scraped across the width of the ball of the foot, all the way to the inside edge of the area and even stimulated a little part of the instep. That seemed to really drive Bessie wild, and she started to form a satisfied grin on her face. She knew the finishing touches of this victim were coming soon, and it was time to push her over the edge. Her eyes then looked at those completely helpless toes. It was time to play with them and send her prisoner straight into insanity. “Poor Bessie…do you want me to stop tickling your foot?” she asked.
“YES! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA YEEEESSSSSSSS!!!!” Bessie screamed as she felt those fingers still tormenting the ball of her foot. Then the fingers stopped tickling there and she took in a large amount of air and then groaned very loudly. She was so tired at this moment and wished it would all stop. She could feel herself sweating a lot more and her body was very hot. She was breaking down physically and she could barely hold on. “Please no more tickling…” she moaned.
Thalia loved hearing that sound. Bessie was falling apart, and she felt her adrenaline surging. Now, it was time to play with some toes! She didn’t respond to Bessie’s words and started to use the tip of her index finger and made circles on the pad of the right big toe. She felt the foot jerk a little and she grinned. She just loved sensitive toes. When she tormented the toes on the left foot, it got her very excited as they were so reactive. Now, it was time to play with this other set of toes. She continued to draw small circles on that pad of the toe and loved hearing the soft giggles coming from Bessie. “You have such cute toes. I really like playing with them…” she said.
Bessie felt the touches on her big toe, and she felt those ticklish shocks going through her body again. She realized her toes were about to be attacked, and she really started to resign herself to her fate. This woman was like a machine. She wanted to make sure she tickled everywhere on her foot, even though she was already devastated by that sole attack. Then the fingers started to go towards the tip of her toe and then slid right down into that exposed crevice. That made her squeal loudly and now her tears started to come from her eyes again. “Hahahahahahahaha Thalia!!! Stop tickling me!” she screamed.
Thalia ignored Bessie and continued to move her fingers into that exposed crevice between the big toe and index toe. She slid it all the way down the inside of the big toe, made it to the crevice where the toes connected, then slid right back up the side of the index toe. The laughter from Bessie kept getting louder and she wanted to make her scream. She then saw the rest of those meaty toes and those delicate undersides. She moved the tip of her index finger along the undersides and now the laughter got stronger, and the foot was straining to try and curl the toes. It was very amusing to her to see just how badly Bessie wanted to curl her toes to protect the undersides, but she couldn’t. When her fingers finally made it to the baby toe, she heard a high-pitched squeal and that made her chuckle.
“EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! STOP! STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP!!!” Bessie screamed in laughter as that finger went all along the underside of her helpless toes. That sensation was very powerful and when it got to her baby toe, she just lost it. She started to move her entire body as much as she could in response to those horrible ticklish sensations, but her foot still did not move. Neither foot could move because of those toe ties, so she was defenseless to stop the tickling of her toes. The finger then crept into the crevice between her baby toe and ring toe, and it sent another crushing wave of ticklish feelings into her body, and she just howled in laughter. This was so terrible for her, and she was losing it. Then the fingers went into the next space between her toes, and it only continued to push her to the brink of her mind snapping. “IT TICKLES!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!!!” she screamed.
Thalia was starting to feel very aroused as the sounds Bessie was making were telling her this woman was about to snap at any moment. She loved how soft and delicate the skin was between the toes and let her finger linger in the crevice between the ring toe and middle toe. It was time to finish these wonderful toes off, so that she could push Bessie completely over the edge. Her finger then slipped out of that crevice and made it to the space between the middle toe and the index toe. With this crevice, she drilled the tip of her finger directly into that connecting joint on the ball of the foot and that really got a reaction from her victim. The screaming got really loud, but then it drifted into silent laughter. Her eyes looked downwards and saw the look of sheer ticklish agony on Bessie’s face. Her mouth was wide open, but no sound was coming out. She saw her head and arms trembling and knew she was going to pass out at any moment. She continued to drill her finger in that spot, trying to really make Bessie feel it and when she saw the head slumping backwards, she quickly removed her finger and stared.
Bessie felt the finger leave the crevice of her toes and she started to just surrender. She knew she could not take any more of this punishment and wanted it all to stop. She was tickled beyond her limits and her entire body felt like a sensitive ball of nerves. Air started to return to her lungs and the intense ticklish sensations died down a bit, but she could still feel those residual sensations. Her feet were tingling, and her body was going limp. She began to think that if Thalia continued to go after her ticklish feet, or tickle her anywhere else, she was going to die from exhaustion. She took this moment to try and think about anything but her torture. She thought about how she may never see Phoebe again. She just wanted this to stop and the acceptance of being a sex slave was building inside her. “No more…….*sob*…..no more….” she cried.
Thalia loved listening to those cries. It was always beautiful to her ears to listen to a victim breaking down completely. She then leaned down and placed her lips directly onto the arch of Bessie’s foot. She felt it quiver in response to the touch, then she kissed it. She liked how tender the skin was on her lips. It wasn’t too soft, but definitely not coarse and she loved it. “Poor Bessie……you sound miserable right now. I hope my kiss made you feel a little bit better.” she told her.
Bessie let out a small squeal when she felt the kiss on her foot. It was more of a surprise and any touch on her foot at this point would make her laugh. She heard Thalia’s words and even though the kiss wasn’t bad, she just did not want to be touched anymore. She started to cry some more as it was hard to hold it back at this point. She was defeated and broken down. This woman tickled her everywhere without mercy. Just the fact that a kiss made her almost scream let her know she was truly finished. “Please…..*sob* I’m sorry….” she cried.
Thalia then walked towards the area where she could look between Bessie’s legs. It was now time to have some fun with that wonderful looking pussy. But she wanted to put her in perfect position. She then went back towards the left foot and started to untie the toe tie. Once she removed that tie, she then started to uncuff the ankle, setting the leg free. It hit the ground softly, and then she went over to the right foot to repeat the same procedure. She wanted Bessie to be upright on this final part of the torture, so she could stare her in the eyes and truly destroy her mind. Now that both feet were on the ground, she then started to pull on the chair to lift the entire wooden board higher into the air. Because the wrists were still cuffed, it made her arms go higher into the air and soon, she was hanging by her wrists, her feet barely touching the ground. Her body drooped down, and she felt so exhausted. Her head then slumped forward, and she was so tired.
Thalia looked at her prisoner now hanging down by her wrists. She could see her entire body and loved the sight. The mocha colored skin was glistening with perspiration and just hung there. Those beautiful size C breasts were hanging down, but still looked perky. She could see that stomach and then the groin area. She licked her lips knowing what she was about to do to that sweet, sweet pussy. Her eyes then looked down at those toned, athletic legs and finally to the tops of the feet. She felt good about herself that she was able to tickle all over that body. She knew she pushed it far past what Bessie could probably take. Now, it was time to collect her prize. It was time to make her body really sensitive, more than it currently is. In order to do that, she was going to tear an orgasm out of her, then she had some very special plans to break this woman completely. This was her final preparation for her soon to be prisoner, Deputy Darby. She walked up to Bessie and placed her right index finger under the chin. She gently lifted the head, so she could stare into the eyes. “Awww….poor Bessie. You look absolutely terrible right now. Hehehe” she taunted.
Bessie looked at Thalia through her tear-filled eyes and started to feel a depression washing over her. Now that she was upright, she wondered what was about to happen next. The Greek tormentor was in her face right now and she heard those words. Those words hung on to her because she knew she was a complete mess at the moment. Her body was still on fire from the tickle torment she endured, and her breathing was still very heavy. She saw those cold eyes and wondered what was about to happen next. She mouthed the words “let me go please…” to her tormentor, but it didn’t change the facial expression at all.
“You really do like tired, Bessie. I do have good news for you though. Your torment is almost over. You see, you still have some will left in that body of yours. I want to remove it. I know your body can’t take it anymore, and I do not care. Haha but, I will give you a small gift. I will give your body something it will actually enjoy. Then, I will finish you…” Thalia threatened. She then moved her body even closer to Bessie’s and while she stared into those soft brown eyes, her right hand started to softly touch Bessie’s hips. She could feel her starting to wiggle a little as this touch was sure to slightly tickle her. She started to see the lips on Bessie’s face starting to form into a smile. Her hand then moved its way to the inner thigh on the right leg, the top of her hand touching the left thigh. She started to wiggle her fingers across that very delicate skin, and she started to hear the giggles coming out.
“Hehehehehehe” Bessie giggled as she felt fingers lightly stroking and teasing her right inner thigh. She could feel those ticklish feelings coursing through her body again and she wondered if this nightmare would ever end. Thalia’s fingers were now tickling some very sensitive areas and she wondered how much more she could endure. The fingers then moved to her left thigh, and she let out a ticklish squeak. She could still stare into those cold eyes but started to shift her weight from one leg to the other. “T-That tickles hehehehehe” she giggled.
“I know it does….I love how ticklish you are. Now, how about if I tickle somewhere more…pleasant?” Thalia asked then winked at her prisoner. She then took her right index finger and did a very slow stroke right down the slit of Bessie’s pussy. She was pleased that the pussy was very moist at the moment. It meant her earlier nipple play and even the tickling got Bessie ripe for this moment.
Bessie gasped as she felt that finger stroke her right between her legs. It dawned on her what was about to happen next. Her most private area was about to be tormented now! The finger continued to glide up and down her lips and even though it felt amazing, it also slightly tickled her. “Hehehe Thalia hehehe please don’t touch me…” she pleaded.
“I want to touch you there. I bet your pussy wants me to touch it. Yeah, you are wet for me. I know you want this, and I will give you some pleasure. But I want something from you. I want you to cum….” Thalia whispered to her. She then started to circle her finger and tease the clit area and she felt Bessie’s body shivering. She loved how her prisoner was so helpless at the moment. Her legs were not bound, but with Bessie exhausted, she knew there would be no resistance. She continued to slide her finger over that pussy area, and she started to hear the wetness of the pussy as her fingers now started to rub the sweet pussy.
Bessie’s mouth opened up in pleasure as she felt how those fingers started to rub her vagina. The feeling was incredible at the moment, and after all the tickling torment she went through, her body really loved this feeling. She was surprised how aroused and wet she was but remembered when Thalia played with her breasts. There was this mixture of sexual teasing and tickle torture that she was experiencing, and it appeared the sexual part was going to be done to her. Her mind started to spin as her entire body was so responsive and sensitive that this rubbing on her mound really got her going. Her hips now started to writhe around as the pleasure started to increase in her body. She then let out a small moan and her eyes started to close. This was far better than being tickled, so she welcomed this touch. Her sexual body temperature started to increase, and she knew she would have an orgasm soon. She was too on edge to not have one.
“That’s right….enjoy me touching you. Give me that cum…” Thalia said softly as she could see the look of pleasure on Bessie’s face. She knew she had this woman right where she wanted her and was going to keep pushing those buttons to pull out a massive and mind shattering orgasm. As she continued to rub between the legs, she could feel just how wet this woman was. She knew Bessie was ready, and now she took her index finger and started to slowly slide it inside the pussy. She heard Bessie whimpering in pleasure, and she then moved her own body to the right side of Bessie, so she could get a good angle with her finger inside the pussy. Her finger slid in and out at a faster rate and could hear the love honey sloshing around on her finger. This made her very happy as she knew she was really working this woman up to a major release.
Sabrina watched in awe as she saw Thalia sexually pleasing Bessie. Even after all the other women she saw Thalia sexually conquer in this day, this one seemed particularly erotic. After watching the tickling nightmare Bessie went through, seeing her in sexual heat was very exciting. She could see how Thalia’s hand was ravishing the pussy and she could even hear the love honey sloshing around. She loved the sounds of pleasure coming from Bessie’s mouth and now she was getting really horny. She wished it was her having her way with Bessie’s sexy body right now. She even wondered what it would be like to have that hand on her own body. The way these prisoners were getting their orgasms torn from their bodies, it must have felt incredible. She softly bit her lower lip and felt her nipples throbbing. She couldn’t wait until she heard the moans of sexual release from Bessie.
Bessie felt that finger sliding in and out her pussy as though she was being fucked. It felt absolutely amazing and after all the physical torment she went through with the tickling, feeling this pleasure was very welcomed inside her body, although her mind knew there must be a reason she was being made to have an orgasm. She started to feel the finger now hitting a spot inside her pussy that sent an incredible amount of pleasure that sent her entire body in heavenly orbit. She could feel the finger pressing on that spot and her knees started to buckle from the pleasure. She was no longer thinking about her predicament, she was only thinking about the intense physical pleasure she was feeling right now. She closed her eyes and her body really started to writhe around in erotic pleasure. Her eyes opened again but started to roll into the back of her head. “Ooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhh yeeeesssssssssss” she moaned.
Thalia had a satisfied smile as she heard those sounds coming from Bessie. She knew her finger really hit that G-spot and now she moved her thumb into position and started to rub the clit. The combination of clit and G-spot stimulation would make any woman succumb to the pleasure. She planned to do this to Darby as well. Her fingers continued to manipulate those spots and she could feel Bessie’s body really starting to tense up. She could hear her moans getting louder and even stronger and knew an orgasm would sure to hit very soon. “That’s right Bessie, give yourself to me….give me your cum.” she whispered.
Bessie heard those words and she really started to get into sexual heat. That feeling on her clit and inside her pussy was turning her inside out and now she felt that tidal wave of an orgasm forming, and it was building fast. Her eyes closed again and now she surrendered herself to the pleasure. She did not think about the fact she was a prisoner. She did not think about this was cruel woman tormenting her. She did not think about her life as a sex slave. All she could think about was this very powerful orgasm that was building up inside her body and about to crash over. She could feel tingles in her body from the top of her head to the soles of her feet. These fingers were very good at bringing out her sexual pleasure and she started to stand on her tippy toes as the wave of pleasure was starting to crest. “Oooohhhhh Ooooohhhhhhhhhh OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHH!! !” she screamed as the orgasm finally hit!
Thalia smiled as she heard those moans of pleasure. She could feel Bessie’s body convulsing and knew she just had a monstrous orgasm. She left her fingers in place to try and drag out every single ounce of pleasure from this sexy, athletic body. She even lowered her head a little and kissed the top of the right breast, trying to continue the sexual pleasure. She heard Bessie mewling, grunting and moaning as the orgasm continued wash over her body. She then slowly started to slide her fingers away from the pussy and she looked at them. She loved how much they glistened as poor Bessie was soaking wet between her legs. She lifted her hand to her face, then took a sniff. She liked what she smelled, then stuck the fingers in her mouth and sucked that love honey off of it. “Mmmmmmm….you taste delicious.” she teased.
Bessie continued to feel like she was floating on air as that monstrous orgasm continued to wash over her body. The feeling she felt was absolutely incredible. All that tension and all that release really made her feel good. Her mind wanted this release. She was still so tired and now she felt really good. Her breathing was still heavy and let her head hang down. She moaned in pleasure and started to think this was a great way to end her torture. Then she heard Thalia tell her how delicious she tasted, and that sent a thrill throughout her body. She remembered when Phoebe would tell her that after they had sex together. She really wished she was with Phoebe at this moment because she was completely spent and wanted to cuddle.
“Yes, you have been such a great delight….” Thalia whispered to Bessie. She then looked over at Carissa and nodded her head. It was now time for the final part of her attack on Bessie to take place. She then started to softly rub her hands across the breasts. She felt Bessie shivering under her touch and noticed her nipples got hard again. That was exactly what she wanted to happen and then saw Carissa approaching her. She saw her holding a jar and also some gloves. She then kissed Bessie on the cheek and smiled. “Now, you will break. Now you become mine…..” she threatened.
Bessie shuddered when she felt the kiss on her right cheek, and loved the way her breasts were rubbed. Then she heard Thalia tell her that she would be broken. She felt she was already broken, and what else could this woman do? She looked up and saw another woman walking towards her. That woman had a jar in her hand, gloves in another and even she was wearing them. She started to wonder what was in that jar and then saw Thalia moving to the woman. “W-What is that?” she asked.
“Something you will never forget….” Thalia responded. She then made it to Carissa and smiled. She then put the gloves on her hands as she did not want to touch the contents in that jar. She loved this jar as it always broke even the strongest of slaves. She definitely planned to use this on Darby when she was finally captured. She had gotten this jar from her friend Helga, and when she learned what it was, she loved it! Now it was Bessie’s turn to experience it. “I got something for you. I think you have been such a bad girl. You are pathetic, and I am going to break you, you miserable bitch.” she told her with a change in tone in her voice.
Bessie looked over at Thalia and saw the look on her face. It looked like she meant business and her words were very harsh. After enduring so much tickle torture, then having one of the greatest orgasms of her young life, now she was with a woman who seemed really angry at her. She didn’t know how to react, and she was stunned. “What?” was all she could say.
“Now that I have your body nice and ready for me, now I am going to make sure you are an obedient slave. I know you still have some of your free will in you, but now, I am going to take that away from you. This jar will make sure of it….” Thalia warned, then turned towards Carissa and looked at her hands. She saw the jar and then she saw the label on it. She loved the simplicity of the name, as Helga told her that was all they needed to have. The label read “Cream” and the contents were devastating to anyone who had the unfortunate opportunity to have it on their body. She opened the jar, and that white creamy substance was now available to her. She couldn’t help but smile because the way Bessie’s body was so reactive, this cream was going to absolutely destroy her. She dipped her right index finger into the substance and scooped some out. She was very happy she had gloves on because this substance on skin was not a good idea. She then looked at Bessie and could see the confused look on her face. It was now time to make her scream. “I bet you are wondering what this is….” she grinned.
Bessie looked at Thalia dipping her finger inside the jar and scooping out what appeared to be a white substance. She had no idea what it was, but judging by the looks on Thalia’s and even Carissa’s face, it couldn’t be anything good for her. She saw the Greek tormentor approach her and her eyes were very focused on that substance. She saw the finger now close to her right nipple and then she looked at Thalia’s grinning face. “W-What is that?” she asked.
Thalia grinned as she saw that look of surprise on Bessie’s face, and this was her favorite part of this moment. When a victim was about to get the surprise of their life. She got her finger a mere centimeters away from that stiff brown nipple and then looked into Bessie’s confused eyes. “This will ensure you obey me. You will find out soon enough why I love this cream so much…” she told her.
Bessie then gasped as she felt that substance being rubbed onto her nipple. Thalia’s fingers were rubbing a good amount of it on that nipple, then went over to her left nipple and rubbed some on that one. The cream felt cool on her nipples and wondered what was about to happen to her. How could a cream make her “obey” Thalia as that woman said? The cream was now firmly being rubbed in and she did feel pleasure from the nipple play.
Thalia made sure she rubbed the cream over both nipples and massaged it into that skin surrounding the nipples. She then looked over at Carissa to let her know she can put the lid back on the jar. She then took off her gloves and was very careful not to touch the finger of the glove that had the cream residue on it. She then folded her arms and stared at Bessie. She knew at any moment; this woman was going to be screaming in terror. Sweaty skin made the itching sensation even worse, and she smiled. “Now, you will be a good slave. You will do everything asked of you without hesitation. Disobeying me, or any of my friends will result in this punishment….” she told her.
Bessie was still confused as she had no idea what that cream had to do with her obeying or not. Then she felt a tingle on her right nipple, and she reflexively tried to scratch it, but her wrist was still tied above her head. Then she felt an itching feeling on her left nipple. She figured it was all part of her mind since Thalia did touch both of them. But then the itching sensation grew stronger, and she was now starting to fidget in place. That smile on Thalia’s face really started to unnerve her and it dawned on her. Whatever her tormentor rubbed on her nipples, that was the cause of her really feeling this itching sensation. The sensations started to get worse, and she started to writhe her body a little. “Hey, what was that you put on me? I-I feel itchy.” she asked.
“Just a little itching cream...hehehe works beautifully as you will soon discover.” Thalia told her with a giggle. She could see Bessie’s body really starting to writhe around and felt a thrill inside her body.
Bessie really started to feel the itching sensations and it got really intense in a hurry. Now she was in a panic as she desperately wanted to have something rub her nipples. Then a large surge of that itching feeling kicked in and now she was really frightened. She heard Thalia call it an itching cream and now she was going to suffer. “THALIA!!! GET IT OFF!!! GET IT OFF MEEEEEEE!!! IT ITCHES!!! OH GAWD, IT ITCHES!!!” she screamed.
“No…..” Thalia responded in a cold tone. She could see how Bessie was now shaking all over in place, including those beautiful breasts swinging around in agony. She knew poor Bessie was suffering right now and figured she would keep it on there for quite some time. She did notice Carissa returned to her right side and she had in her hand a special aloe cream that would soothe the itching cream. It wasn’t time for that just yet. She wanted this woman to lose her mind, so she could be broken.
Bessie really started to scream as the cream really took effect. It was unlike any other sensation she had ever experienced before in her life. She was already so exhausted from the tickle torture and the orgasm she had, so her body could feel this cream and its deadly effects. She started to hop on each foot, doing anything she could to make these sensations stop. Her screams started to get louder as the horrible feeling really started to burrow into her flesh. Her eyes were watering, her heart was racing, and she was in sheer agony. “GET IT OFF!!! PLEASE!!! I AM BEGGING YOU!!! IT ITCHES!!! IT ITCHES!!!!” she continued to scream.
Sabrina’s jaw dropped as she witnessed what was taking place. She never heard of an itching cream, but watching how it was destroying Bessie got her very interested in it. She could hear those desperate screams and the way Bessie was moving her body, she must have been in sheer agony. She would never admit it now, but what Thalia just did to poor Bessie, that would definitely make her the winner in this subtle competition they were having. Those screams reverberated in her soul as they were loud, and they were terrifying. She could see how hard Bessie was starting to cry and, in a way, she started to feel for her. This was really destroying her.
Bessie continued to scream as the cream was really setting her entire nervous system on fire. She started to convulse as that itching feeling just kept thumping inside her skin. She started to feel like gnawing her own arm off and use her other arm to somehow scratch this itch. She looked at Thalia and that woman’s face was expressionless. It was as though she enjoyed her suffering and that really made her feel sad. She screamed as loud as she could, and the Greek warrior didn’t change her expression on her face. Now she was really becoming desperate because the itching feeling was not subsiding. It was only increasing, and she couldn’t do anything about it. All she could do was scream and scream and scream. The feelings really started to overwhelm her, and her body really started to shut down. The feeling was absolutely maddening, and she wanted mercy. “THALIA PLEASE!!!! I’M DYING!!!” she screamed in terror.
“You’re not dying. Stop being melodramatic. It is just a little itch.” Thalia told her. She started to get aroused watching Bessie suffer the way she was. She then saw her victim starting to hang limp with her body and knew this was the moment she was waiting for. The screaming was starting to come down in volume and it meant poor Bessie was done for. The longer the cream stayed on, the more it destroyed a person. She then saw the tears flowing freely from the eyes and it was time to drive her crazy. “You really are pathetic. Look at you. Just a quivering mess. You disgust me actually…” she told her.
Bessie felt very weak even though the itching sensation continued to drive her absolutely crazy. The feeling of surrender filled her very soul as she just could not take it anymore. She could hear Thalia calling her pathetic and she started to feel that way. She wished she could die at this moment because this itching feeling really broke her spirit. She was willing to do literally anything to have it stop. Her body convulsed as she hung there and felt the agony of surrender.
“You know why you disgust me? It is because you are a whore.” Thalia told her with a very harsh tone.
Bessie started to cry harder when she heard Thalia insult her. She looked up and she had this look of disdain on her face. She still could not understand why Thalia wanted to treat her like this. Tears were flowing freely, and she just wanted it to end. “Please…..it itches so bad…” she whimpered as her nibbles were throbbing.
“No, you whore. You will suffer. I think me bringing you back to Greece is a good thing. We have a harem full of whores like you. We will ravish your sweet pussy every day. If not by Christos, then by me, or any of my friends. Welcome to your new world, whore.” Thalia told her. She wanted to break Bessie’s mind down.
Bessie heard the insults and being called a whore right now, really started to affect her. She always took great pride in herself and was really becoming someone in the cattle industry by working with Phoebe. Thalia only saw her as a sexual toy. “Why are you calling me that?” she asked.
“Because you ARE a whore. Think about it, you were willing to eat all of our pussies in here. You were willing to allow all of us to eat your pussy! I already know you probably fucked Darby in your lifetime. Your body is only good for sex it seems. I made you cum your brains out, remember? Such an easy task. Only whores like you cum like that….” Thalia berated her. This was part of her plan to get Bessie to submit completely.
Bessie heard those insults and, in her mind, she knew Thalia was right. She did want to do sexual favors for the women and have them also ravish her body sexually. She also started to think about her own personal history. She was first introduced to lesbian sex by her friend Bertha in her hometown of Brusheville. Then, she had sex with Phoebe multiple times. She had sex with Phoebe’s mother, Gloria, multiple times. She had sex with Cheyenne. She had been forced of an orgasm from Thalia and she wanted to pleasure all of them to get away from the horrible tickling. It started to sink into her mind that she was indeed a whore. That thought broke her heart. She always figured she was such a wonderful woman and a good human being. But in reality, she used her body sexually with so many different women, and none of them knew she had sex with each of them. She hid her sexual dalliances from all the lovers, and the fact Thalia called her a whore realized just how much she resembled one. That crushed her heart and now the tears really started to flow.
“What are you crying about? You’re a whore. You’re a slut. Your destiny is to be a sex slave.” Thalia told her, repeating the insults over and over again. Judging by Bessie’s reaction, she knew she hit a nerve and wanted to drive her insane.
Bessie’s heart was broken as she realized her past behaviors did resemble that of a whore. Those thoughts along with this horrible itching broke her. Her mind and spirit were now broken, and she suffered. Her sobs became very heavy, and her body started to perspire more. That made the itching of her nipples completely unbearable, and the agony only got worse. “PLEASE!!! STOP THE ITCHING!” she called out.
Thalia then put her face into Bessie’s and loved the sight of her misery. She looked at the helpless nipples and knew that cream had been on there for quite some time. Now it was time to humiliate Bessie. “You want me to get the cream off of you?” she asked.
“YES!!! YES!!!” Bessie screamed. She just could not take it anymore and now she was willing to do anything to make it stop.
“Ok, I will take it off. But first, I want you to admit you are a whore. Go ahead, admit it.” Thalia told her. She loved this moment. This was how she would finish this woman off once and for all.
Bessie heard the request and even though the thought of saying those words was horrific, the itching on her nipples were truly agonizing and she wanted it to stop desperately. With a heavy heart, she knew what she had to do. “I’M A WHORE!!! I’M A WHORE!!! PLEASE MAKE THE ITCHING STOP!!” she screamed.
Thalia had a wry smile on her face as she heard those desperate screams. She loved the fact that Bessie was screaming she was a whore and now it was time to get the cream off of her. She took a towel that Carissa held and placed some of the aloe cream on the towel. Right before she applied it to the nipples, she wanted to humiliate Bessie one more time. “Ok, but you also have to admit you are a slut.” she requested.
Bessie broke down upon hearing that request as this woman truly humiliated her to her core. The itching was very torturous, and she had to do what she had to do. “I’M A SLUT. THALIA, I’M A SLUT!” she screamed.
“Good girl…..” Thalia told her, then started to apply the aloe cream onto the right nipple, massaging it into that skin and grinned. Bessie was now a complete mess and she felt very accomplished. She knew with Bessie screaming she was a whore and slut; the woman would be very broken. She then went over to the left nipple and started to wipe away the cream with the aloe. She managed to wipe it off and she heard a sobbing and breathing heavily victim. “Rest for now whore, I got one more thing for you.” she told her.
Bessie hung limply from her bonds, and she felt an incredible sense of relief at the moment. Having that itching stopped felt like the greatest feeling someone could ever have. Her body trembled with relief, and she was very happy the itching went away. The thing that still bothered her was her screaming that she was a whore and a slut. That really bothered her, and she was now having an emotional breakdown. The tears were falling heavy, and she wished she could just go. She was now accepting her fate that her special talent was sex, and going to Greece to be a sex slave was an appropriate destiny.
Thalia loved the way Bessie’s body was slumping down. She knew she was a broken mess and now it was time to finish the job. She looked over at Carissa and winked, then nodded her head. “Get me my paint.” she instructed.
Sabrina walked up to where Thalia was standing as she wanted to congratulate her on an impressive showing. She saw Bessie hanging there, weeping and trembling in her bonds, similar to a rag doll. She loved the way the former maid was such an emotional wreck. She loved how that cream tortured Bessie and how she was using the words “whore” and “slut” to continue the mental anguish. “I must say Thalia, that was very impressive. That cream, it….it is amazing. Where did you find that stuff?” she asked.
Thalia turned her head slightly and saw the impressed look on Sabrina’s face. She liked the fact that the outlaw was so impressed by what she did to Bessie. She looked at her and noticed how attractive she really was. It was probably the way her body felt after decimating Bessie, as she was very aroused, but her new partner in this mission was looking better and better. She dismissed those thoughts as she knew it was time to continue the final part of her plan for Bessie. “Yes, it is a special cream designed to produce the worst itching feelings. Contact with human skin makes an itching sensation so powerful, it can bring any person to their knees. Sweaty skin makes it even worse. Water cannot make it go away, only a special aloe cream can do it. That is why you saw me wearing gloves. I do not want to touch it myself. As you can see, it is quite effective. Look at her…” she pointed towards Bessie.
“I see…..I love it.” Sabrina grinned as she continued to hear those sobs coming from the prisoner. She looked at that very sexy body and wondered if she could play with it before they headed back to Greece.
“Ah, Carissa has my paints. You will love this.” Thalia told Sabrina as she then took a small paintbrush, and a jar of black paint from Carissa. She then walked up to Bessie’s body and smiled. This was a moment she loved to do, just to further humiliate her victim. “Bessie, look at me.” she commanded.
Bessie still felt incredibly sad and embarrassed as she hung from her bonds. She heard Thalia’s voice, and she looked up at her. She did not want to upset this woman, or she may experience that cream again. Her vision was a little cloudy from the tears, but she was still able to see that face again. She continued to mewl in agony and wondered what was about to happen next.
“I am glad you admitted that you are a whore. It is who you are. I don’t even know your entire sexual background, but just by looking at you and you screaming that we all should eat that sweet pussy of yours, I know you are a whore and a slut. So, I figured you will be forever branded that way. Now, hold still while I mark you….” Thalia told Bessie. She then quickly opened the jar of paint and held it in her left hand. In her right hand, she had a small paintbrush that was designed for wall painting, but not as broad. She dipped it into the black paint and then went towards the stomach area. She planted the brush on the skin and then began to paint. She smiled as she saw Bessie’s body shaking. “Tickles?” she asked.
Bessie had no idea what Thalia was up to, but when she felt that brush stroking on her belly, she couldn’t help but feel the ticklish sensations. The brush was making a path on her skin, and she wondered what was happening. Her body was extremely sensitive, and she started to giggle, despite the fact she was so sad. The brush would move up and down her skin, then lift up, then plant down on the skin again and made its cruel ticklish path on her. When it went around her belly button like a circle, she let out a ticklish shriek as that area was really ticklish. Then the brush continued to make its way over her belly, and she really felt incredibly ticklish. “hehehehehe” she giggled.
Thalia was amused by the reactions but wasn’t surprised about it. She knew Bessie was still incredibly responsive and loved how the body twitched. She then finished up what she was doing and then had a sadistic grin on her face. She then turned and looked at the other women in the room. She stood next to Bessie and faced them. “Ladies, we now can confirm what this woman is…..a whore.” she said proudly.
Sabrina gasped as she saw what was on Bessie’s belly. Thalia had painted the word “WHORE” across the belly region. The letters were perfectly formed, and she thought it was a nice touch that the “O” was around the navel itself. She found herself starting to laugh and heard others in the room laughing as well. Her laughter grew and she started to clap her hands. “Hahahahaha that is amazing! Yes, she is a whore!” she laughed.
Bessie looked up and saw all the women in the room starting to laugh and even point at her. She had no idea why they were laughing so hard, but she did hear Thalia calling her a whore once again. She then looked down and noticed the paint on her belly. Her eyes made out the letters and that made her break down completely. She saw the word “whore” on her body and now she started to really feel like one. It was like a “scarlet letter” and now everyone knew she was a whore. She looked up again at the women, seeing those smiles on their faces, hearing their laughter and how everyone was having a good time at her expense and that truly broke her heart. Her head lowered again, and she sobbed heavily. “I’m sorry *sob* I’m sorry…” she cried.
Thalia had a perplexed look on her face hearing Bessie’s words, and then decided to do one more thing. She then lifted Bessie’s head up with her left hand, and with the paint jar still in that palm, she dipped the brush in the paint once again, and then put the brush on the forehead of Bessie. She started to write a new word and figured it would be appropriate as well. She formed the four letters on the skin and when she was done, she moved her body, so everyone could see the new word.
Bessie continued to let the tears stream out of her eyes and she cried hard. Now she saw the women laughing again and they were really having a good time at her expense. Then she heard one of them call out a name.
“SLUT!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA That’s right, she is a SLUT!!!” Carissa called out.
Bessie heard that and realized that was what Thalia must have written on her forehead. Hearing that word crushed her. Now she had the words “Slut” and “whore” on her body, and she started to feel like she was in fact those names. That really got to her emotionally and she let it out. She just cried very hard and wished she could crawl into a hole and just die at this moment.
Thalia loved hearing poor Bessie cry and she felt proud of herself for painting those words on her. She put the cap back on the jar and then walked away from Bessie. She then took a bow and smiled. She knew she put on a performance and utterly destroyed Bessie in the process. She then looked at Peta and Amalia. “Ok ladies, take her back to her cell. I am done with her.” she instructed.
Carissa walked up to Thalia and shook her hand. She loved it when her superior destroyed sex slaves and seeing how Bessie was completely humiliated really got her excited. She looked forward to seeing what would happen to deputy Darby when she was finally captured. “That was amazing my friend. That bitch will never be the same again. I can’t wait to get her back to Greece, so I can fuck her at least twice a week. She is such a slut. Hahahaha” she joked.
“Hahahaha right. Yes, she is definitely a slut.” Thalia responded. She then watched as Peta and Amalia managed to free Bessie from her bonds and carried the naked and humiliated woman out of the room. She heard Bessie’s cries and knew she would never be the same again. “Now, today was a very productive day. I think we all deserve a nice meal tonight. I have a feeling our guest of honor will be here by tomorrow. I can finally get my revenge. I look forward to Darby being here. We will destroy her. We will break her. We will torture her out of her mind. Tomorrow, our mission will be accomplished and then we leave for Greece the day after. Let’s enjoy ladies…” she said as she then started to head out of the room.
Sabrina looked at Babs and felt excited. They both started to walk out of the room, and she could feel the excitement in the air. “Tomorrow Babs, we will get our revenge too. Thalia may think she will be the only one to get Darby, but she will learn just how great we are too. I am looking forward to destroying that big footed deputy and make sure she suffers!” she whispered to her.
“Yes! And I am sure her big footed, dim-witted apprentice will be here too. Oh, I am looking forward to that revenge as well!” Babs responded.
Sabrina and Babs both left that torture room full of confidence. After watching five women get utterly tortured and humiliated, tomorrow was going to be the main event! They knew the chances of Darby arriving were high and it was a moment they both were going to savor as they finally got their revenge!
Becky sat on her bed in the hotel room she shared with Darby, and she felt really nervous. She looked around the room and it was just her inside this room. She was trying to relax after a very delicious meal a few hours earlier and it was getting late. Her mind was running wild because tomorrow was the beginning of the mission here in Ciudad Del Reina. This was such a big test for her, and she did not want to let Darby down. The adventure to stop Sabrina and Babs was a great test, but this mission had more on the line. She looked up to the heavens and took a deep breath. “I hope I do muh job tomorrow. I have to help Darby rescue her friend, as well as those other ladies.” she said to herself. Then she heard a knock on the door.
“Becky are you in there?” a voice called outside of the room.
Becky took another deep breath and got up from her bed. She walked over to the door, and slowly opened it. She looked out and saw someone standing there. She smiled as she saw the pretty face standing there. “Hi Kylie!” she said with a smile.
“Hey, what are you up to?” Kylie asked. She looked at Becky standing there and thought she looked adorable. After having dinner, she was hanging out in the room with Phoebe, but then got restless. She wanted to enjoy this night before they began their great adventure the next day. She thought about Becky, who was the same age as her, and also found her very attractive. She wanted to see if the apprentice wanted to hang out and get to know one another.
“Nuthin’ much. I was just hangin’ out here in muh room. I am trying to not make muhself so nervous. Hehe” Becky responded.
“I know what you mean. I am a little nervous. I have never been on a mission like this before. I am sure everything will be fine, even if it is a little dangerous.” Kylie told her. She could see the nervous smile on Becky’s face, and she figured she might as well try to help her relax as well. “Say, how about we hang out for a bit? You know, try to make each other relax. Are you any good at cards?” she asked.
Becky smiled as she heard Kylie’s offer. She was such a friendly woman and she figured she might as well try to find a way to calm her nerves a bit. Darby told her she was going to speak with La Diabla and wouldn’t be back for a bit. She thought the idea of playing cards might be fun. “Yeah, I like to play cards. I am a pretty good poker player if I say so muhself. Hehehe” she boasted.
“Oh really? A poker player? Well, you may have played with amateurs, because I am the best poker player you will ever meet. Hehehe” Kylie bragged. It appeared she would have a great time with Becky and was looking forward to spending some time with her.
“Yer on! I am gonna beat ya really good. Hahaha” Becky joked. She felt a thrill in her body as she had someone to have a good time with.
“You think so? Well, let’s go downstairs and play then. Don’t get sore at me when you lose every hand. Hehe” Kylie challenged. She saw Becky perk up her body, then exited out of the hotel room. She couldn’t help but smile as she knew she could beat this woman. Her family taught her all about poker and she was really good at it. She then also thought of a way to have a little fun with Becky as well. “Follow me….” she told her.
Becky grinned and then followed her new friend. She walked through the hallway with Kylie, and they made their way down the stairs. It was late evening, around 9pm, so there weren’t many people walking in the lobby area of the hotel. She loved the décor of the lobby as it had many fancy paintings, as well as a huge fountain in the middle of the foyer. She looked to her left and saw the hotel dining room where she had been earlier, and then to her right were several private rooms that guests could use to hold meetings and any other events in. She saw Kylie go into one of the smaller rooms and she followed her in there. The room had a small table, with a few chairs, and a couch. This appeared to be some sort of private room where one could take a nap, or have a meeting in. She saw Kylie sit down in a chair at the small table, and then she joined her. Becky grinned at her new friend and felt excited to play. “I like this room. So cozy and private. Hehehe” she giggled.
“Yeah, I like it too. The good news is, because it is private, no one will see how badly you will lose to me. hahaha” Kylie told her, then reached inside her vest pocket and pulled out a deck of cards. She started to shuffle the cards like a pro. She loved playing cards and her grandfather taught her a lot of amazing tricks. She started to show off shuffling the cards with a few trick moves, so she could impress Becky.
“Haha I am not gonna lose. I am too good for ya. But I promise I will take it easy on ya. I may even let ya win a hand.” Becky said with a silly grin. She did find it impressive with the way Kylie was shuffling that deck of cards, but still felt confident in her own card playing skills. Her brother Rory taught her how to play poker and she remembered some of the fun times she had with her friends back home in Sticksville. She did win many of those contests and her friends were all impressed with her ability. Now she had a chance to show off her skills to this woman, who seemed really confident. She then leaned back and put her hands behind her head. “I sure am gonna enjoy this….hehehe” she said with confidence.
“Hahaha you’re cute. Since you are so confident, how about we make small little wagers on each hand? Let’s see how confident you really are.” Kylie told her as she finished shuffling the deck.
“What kind of wagers? I don’t have any money with me.” Becky asked. She liked the idea of wagering on each hand but didn’t bring any money with her.
“The loser of each hand has to do what the winner says. It can be fun things. Like when you lose this first hand, I may have you standup and bark like a dog. Hahahaha” Kylie told her. She started to get excited as she had a plan behind these wagers. She thought about what she intended to do to Becky, and now her arousal grew.
“Hmmm…which means I could have ya hop around like a bunny rabbit. Hehehe” Becky responded. She figured a game of dares and commands could be fun. She sat back upright in her chair and rubbed her hands. “Ok, let’s do it. Deal!” she said with confidence.
Kylie could only grin as she saw that look on Becky’s face. She started to deal the cards and soon they were beginning the game. She looked at her hand and felt confident. She looked over at Becky and could tell she was not confident. She figured this woman probably did not have a poker face and she would be able to tell what she was feeling. “Ok, you ready?” she asked.
Becky looked at her cards and didn’t like the hand she was dealt. She took new cards, and she liked what she had. She then looked over at Kylie who had this smirk on her face. She didn’t know if the woman was bluffing her or actually had a great hand. It didn’t matter. She then looked at her with a confident smile. “Ya ready to fold? Hehe” she said with a giggle.
“I am fine. So, ready to lose? Show me what you go….” Kylie told her, and then had her eyes turn to slits.
Becky threw down her cards and had a huge smile. “I got a full house! Read em’ and weep. Hehehe” she laughed.
Kylie took a deep breath and sighed. She saw Becky’s hand and it was indeed a full house. She then paused for a moment, then put her cards down. “Haha straight flush silly girl.” she said with a huge grin on her face.
Becky saw the cards and she was in shock. She just lost! She then looked up at Kylie’s face and saw that grin. She felt silly and now she wondered what was about to happen to her. She figured it was probably going to be something embarrassing, but a wager was a wager. “Ya won??? Talk about dumb luck! Hehehe so what are ya gonna make me do?” she asked.
Kylie felt her body tremble with excitement as this was the first hand that she had won and was going to use it to her complete advantage to have her way with Becky. She figured she would send her a message first. “Stand up and turn around. I want to see your rear end….” she commanded.
Becky’s jaw dropped when she heard the command. She wanted to see her butt? She had no idea what she was up to, but a wager was a wager. She slowly stood up from her chair and turned around. “Why do ya want to look at muh butt?” she asked.
Kylie got up from her chair and leaned over the table. She could see that nicely shaped rear end of Becky and she loved it. Now she started to get ideas about seeing that butt naked. She shook her head and then lifted her right hand into the air. She then swung the hand downwards and smacked Becky right on her ass! It was a hard smacking sound and she smiled. “There! You are such a bad girl….” she told her.
“EEP!!!” Becky squeaked as she felt that hand smacking her rear end. She did not expect it and it was a solid strike. She turned around and saw the mischievous grin on Kylie’s face. It seemed like she really enjoyed smacking her butt. She started to rub that right butt cheek and looked at Kylie in shock. “Ya wanted to spank muh butt?” she asked.
“I sure did….now, ready for the next hand? I got plans for you, Becky Lockhart.” Kylie told her. She started to get really excited as she thought about what she wanted to do to Becky. She remembered how she seduced Vera, and now the possibility of having some fun with Becky seemed realistic. Smacking that ass got her excited, and now she plotted to somehow get this woman naked. She started to wonder if she could dominate Becky, the same way she dominated Vera.
“I can’t believe ya smacked muh butt. But now I see what I am dealing with. Prepare to lose!” Becky responded. She had an idea that Kylie was going to do her best to embarrass her a little, so she could gloat at beating her in poker. Now, she had to win. She started to think that maybe she would hit Kylie on her ass to see how she liked it.
Kylie sat back down at the table and watched as Becky did the same. She shuffled the deck again and started to deal the cards. Thoughts of what she did to Vera filled her mind and she wondered if Becky would react the same way. She then looked at her hand and got excited. She really wanted to beat her new friend and put her in a compromising position. She then showed her hand, and then watched as Becky did the same. She clapped her hands as she won this next round! She had a huge smile on her face and saw the look of concern on Becky’s. “Awww…you lose again! I thought you were good at this game. Hahaha” she gloated.
Becky saw that she had lost and now she was concerned. Kylie could not just keep winning! She had to do something! She took a deep breath and then looked at her friend. “Are ya gonna smack muh butt again? If ya do, please be gentle.” she said in a soft voice.
“No, I won’t smack your butt. Hehe This one is a lot easier. How about you take off your boots? I like them, and I think you need to be more….comfortable. Once you take them off, hand them to me.” Kylie commanded. She had to calm herself as she kept thinking about her plan to have her way with Becky’s body.
“Ya want muh boots? Ok….” Becky responded. She then lifted her right ankle up and yanked the boot off her foot. She saw her white cotton sock and wiggled her toes inside of them. Then she did the same with the left boot and now, she was in her two socked feet. She looked over at Kylie who had this very big smile on her face. She wondered what she was up to as she handed over her boots to her.
“Nice boots! Kinda big too. Hahaha” Kylie laughed as she took possession of the boots. She then put the boots down on the floor next to her and it was time for another hand. She really wanted to play with Becky and if she in fact played her cards right, she might have another sexual toy to play with, even when they returned back home. “Ready for the next hand, or do you want to quit already?” she asked.
Becky started to feel her competitive juices starting to flow. She got her rear end smacked, and now her boots were now in Kylie’s possession for the rest of the game. She heard the playful insult about her big feet, and now she wanted to get revenge. She saw how Kylie was smirking at her and now she had to focus. She had to win this next hand, or she might end up losing more clothes, or something humiliating would happen to her. “Yeah, I’m ready. Draw!” she said with tension in her voice.
Kylie had a sly grin on her face as she dealt the next hand of cards. She could tell Becky was getting fired up, and that made her feel really good inside. She wanted to really tease this woman. She then looked at her hand and even though her face didn’t show it, she was concerned. She looked over at Becky and the woman just did not know how to hide her emotions as well. She could see a grin starting to form on her face and figured she had a really good hand. She took more cards and knew she had an issue. “Well, what do you have?” she asked.
“Ya first. Or do ya want to fold?” Becky told her. Her eyes started to squint and felt like she was in some dirty saloon, about to face off with an outlaw.
Kylie prevented herself from giggling looking at Becky’s face. She found her adorable and really wanted to know more about her. She then took a deep breath and threw her cards down. She knew she had a bad hand. “I’ll fold…” she said.
“HA!!! I won this round! I am glad ya folded. Because I had a royal flush! Hehehe” Becky said as she showed her cards. She felt excited as she finally won a round. Now, the contest could truly begin.
Kylie heard the happiness in Becky’s voice, and she smiled. Seeing her so excited made her want to play with her more. She then leaned back in her chair and folded her arms. “Well, what do you want me to do? Are you going to take my boots? Hehehe” she giggled.
Becky had a huge grin on her face and rubbed her hands together. Now she had to think of something funny for Kylie to do. She then thought of something, and she chuckled. “I want ya to hop on one leg and howl like a wolf!” she instructed.
Kylie looked at Becky funny and then chuckled. She was hoping she would be able to remove some clothing, but Becky didn’t seem like the really sexually aggressive type. She did love her smile as that gap between her front teeth she adored. She then stood up from her chair, lifted her leg behind her bent at the knee and started to hop. Then she put her hands to her mouth like a megaphone and howled. “OOOOOOOOOOWWOOOOOOOOO OOOOOWWW OOOWWW OOOOOOOOOWWWWWW!!”
“Hahahahaha that was great! You are such a wolf! Hahahahahaha” Becky laughed as she watched Kylie. She was really starting to enjoy the moment and looked forward to winning more hands at poker.
Kylie laughed at herself and nodded her head. Seeing Becky laughing and happy delighted her. She then sat back down, and it was time for another hand. “Ok, I hope you got a good laugh. I have a feeling, you will be laughing quite a bit soon…” she told her, now thinking about dominating her.
“I am glad ya admit I will be winnin’! hahahaha Now, next hand!” Becky said. She was starting to have a lot of fun and then she saw the next hand of cards come to her. She looked at them and felt somewhat confident. She had to win this next hand otherwise Kylie would start to have a bigger lead. She even wondered if after the mission, perhaps they could have a large poker party with the other ladies in the mission. That would be a lot of fun!
Kylie looked at her cards and she kept her emotions in check. She felt really good about this hand and when it came time to display them, she discovered she had won again! She pumped her right fist a little and then looked at Becky. Her new friend had a shocked look on her face, and she wanted to gloat. She also had her next move in mind. “Hahaha Lost again! You got lucky with that last hand, now you will be on a losing streak my beautiful friend…” she told her.
Becky banged her fist on the table and knew she was in trouble. She lost again, and now she wondered what Kylie was going to make her do. She was guessing she would have to sound like an animal, just like she made her do just moments before. “Ok, what do I have to do?” she asked.
“Hmmmmm I got an idea. How about I take those socks of yours? Place those big feet of yours on my lap, and I will take them from your feet myself.” Kylie suggested. She felt really excited about what was about to happen and started to feel her arousal building.
“Ya…Ya want muh socks? But why do ya want them? I’m gonna be barefoot.” Becky asked. She felt really nervous about exposing her barefeet in front of this woman. They just met each other, and she didn’t want to expose her feet to her. After what happened in her recent history, her exposed feet usually led to embarrassing situations.
“Because, with you barefoot, you will feel a lot more vulnerable. You won’t be able to concentrate, and you will keep losing. Now, a deal is a deal. Put those big feet of yours on my lap.” Kylie instructed. She then moved her seat back a little, so Becky could place her feet on her lap. She saw how nervous she was and then she saw two socked feet coming from underneath the table and now rested on her lap. She could see the bottoms of those socks and she grinned. She was going to see Becky’s feet in moments, and this red headed apprentice was about to be dominated. “Ok, let me get these socks off!” she declared.
Becky felt really nervous as her feet were now resting in Kylie’s lap. She could see the tops of her feet sticking up from the table and now she started to tremble as she felt Kylie’s hands reaching under her jeans and touching the top of her sock. Flashbacks of several different moments in her life started to flood her mind and she prayed that the same result was not going to happen. She felt the sock sliding down her leg and then it came off her heel. Her heart started to beat faster as she was soon going to have her bare foot exposed. “I can’t believe ya want muh socks…” she mumbled.
“Yep, I want your socks. Maybe you should be better next time. Hehehe” Kylie taunted as she continued to peel that sock from Becky’s right foot. She could see the tender light pink skin on the heel, and she got excited. She really wanted to have her way with these feet and that moment was getting closer. The sock came off the arch and then the ball of the foot was exposed. She liked the creamy color skin on the arch, the light pink on the ball of the foot and heel. Now, the moment she was waiting for. The sock rested on the toes and with a quick tug, she exposed Becky’s foot! She felt giddy as she saw those long thick toes, with creamy skin on the undersides. “Wow, you have a really cute foot!” she said as she continued to gaze at the naked foot.
Becky felt really shy as her foot was being examined. She could see her toes and her face started to turn red from embarrassment. She was a little happy that Kylie thought her foot was cute. She looked at Kylie’s face and could see how happy she was. “Ya made muh foot nekkid….” she said in a shy voice.
“Yes, I did! Haha And now, might as well get the other foot naked too!” Kylie said with glee. She reached her hands under the jeans and found the top of the left sock. She started to peel down that sock and she felt her adrenaline really flowing at this moment. She could not wait until she exposed this other foot. The sock then came off the heel, then up the arch. She was pleased to see that light pink skin on the heel and started to see the creamy skin color on the arch. These were some very nice soles so far, and then she saw the ball of the foot. Her hand started to tremble a little as she was about to see the toes as well. She then pulled the sock off the toes, and looked at those long, thick digits. Becky was now completely barefoot. “Ta da!!! Wow, you sure have some nice feet!! Hehehe Big too.” she joked.
Becky felt herself blushing as her feet were being complimented. She involuntarily wiggled her toes and hoped that she wouldn’t have to stay barefoot. “Can ya please stop lookin’ at muh feet?” she asked.
“I like your feet. So cute! Now, I have your socks and your feet are on my lap. Are you ready for the next hand? Hehehehe when you lose this next round, I have a wonderful surprise for you that you are sure to love!” Kylie told her. She then started to shuffle the deck of cards again, getting excited about her next move on those big, tender feet.
Becky gulped as she heard Kylie talk about the next hand and that there was going to be a surprise. She felt really nervous with her feet being completely vulnerable and Kylie was right about her feeling vulnerable. She wondered if she would be able to concentrate on winning the next hand with her naked feet in Kylie’s lap and at her mercy. She saw the cards being dealt to her and she knew she had to win the next hand. If she didn’t, she might lose more of her clothes! She also figured out what she would do if she won this next hand. She will ask for her boots and socks back! She lifted her cards and she saw it was not a good hand at all. She started to get really nervous because of the pressure she faced to win this particular hand. She looked over at Kylie who was staring right at her barefeet. “Um….do ya wanna fold?” she asked with nervousness in her voice, hoping that Kylie folded, so she could win this hand.
Kylie heard the nervousness in Becky’s voice and knew that woman had a bad hand. She didn’t have a great hand herself but felt confident enough that she could still win this round. After exchanging a few cards, she noticed her hand got worse! She figured she would have to bluff her way out of this, or she might lose the chance to play with Becky’s large feet. She then looked at Becky and put on a very confident face. “No, I definitely do not want to fold. You can if you want to. Hehehe” she giggled, hoping her ruse would work.
Becky gulped and felt her hand shaking. It appeared that Kylie had a very strong hand and it meant she was going to lose again. The thought of losing more clothing petrified her, but it looked like she was going to lose anyway. Her hand simply was not good enough and Kylie looked like a ravenous wolf, brimming with complete confidence. She figured she would take her losses and hoped she would just perhaps have something simple done to her. “I-I fold….” she said, then dropped her cards.
“Hahaha I win again! Here’s my hand….” Kylie said, then showed her cards.
Becky looked at those cards and her jaw dropped. Her hand would have beaten that one! She would have been the winner, but she folded. Now she was mad at herself for falling for Kylie’s bluff. “Muh hand was better! Why did I have to fold?” she said in exasperation.
“Because Becky, I am just a better poker player. You lose again! Now, I think we will have some fun!” Kylie told her. She felt really excited as she was now going to begin her plan to hopefully sexually dominate Becky and give them both an amazing Mexican adventure to remember.
“What are ya gonna do to me?” Becky asked. She could see that look in Kylie’s face and knew the woman was up to something. She wondered if she would have to remove more clothing or something. She remembered that time in the barn where her rival Peggy managed to remove her boots and socks, and even pulled down her jeans. That was a humiliating moment and now it could be happening again.
“I want you to hold still. Brace yourself….” Kylie said with a wink. She then placed her left hand on the right ankle and held it firmly. She then took the tips of her fingers and slowly stroked them in the center of the arch of the right foot. She felt the foot immediately flinching and knew Becky was definitely ticklish. She continued to stroke her fingers on that arch, and loved how tender the foot was. They were even softer than Vera’s, her fellow maid. The foot started to really flinch, and she saw Becky’s head snap back. “Something the matter?” she asked with a large grin.
Becky immediately felt those ticklish sensations as those fingers were stroking her arch. She was shocked that Kylie was about to tickle her! Her feet were her weakness and now this woman was going to tickle her very vulnerable barefeet! “Hehehehehe hey!! That tickles!!” hehehehehe” she giggled.
“Ooooh!!! So the strong and brave Deputy’s apprentice is a bit ticklish on her feet? That is really good to know….” Kylie teased as she continued to stroke her fingers on the arch area. She loved the way Becky was writhing her foot and could see her moving around a lot in her chair. She loved that beautiful grin on her face and now the giggles were coming out faster. Her fingers then went to the ball of the foot and near the base of the toes. That got her a great reaction from Becky.
“EEP!!! Hahahahahahahaha” Becky laughed as she felt the fingers at the base of her toes. Her feet were always very ticklish and now this woman wanted to tickle her. She wondered if she should just stand up and knock over the table. Because if she continued to have her foot tickled, she was going to completely lose it. She placed her hands on the table’s edge, trying to grip it as she continued to feel those ticklish strokes on the bottom of her foot. She then started to use her left foot to try and kick away at the hands tickling her right foot. “Ya got to stop ticklin’ me!” she cried out.
“You naughty, naughty, girl!! Keep that foot still! Since your left foot is jealous of the right one, I think maybe that one should be tickled!” Kylie declared. She did like how the left foot was desperately trying to protect the right one, but now she had an excuse to tickle that one. She grabbed the top of the left foot with her right hand, and then used the fingers on the left hand to stroke the sole of that foot. She heard another loud squeaky giggle coming from Becky. She loved how soft the foot was and figured she would play with it for a few more moments as they did have to get to the next round of poker. She didn’t really want to torture Becky but get her weak enough so that she wouldn’t be able to concentrate on the next hand, and lose that one too. Then, she would go after other parts of her body.
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UP NEXT: Becky continues to get played with and Phoebe makes a new friend
Ok fans, how did you like that part? Yep, Thalia is very ruthless and poor Bessie may never be the same. Now we are entering the fun, playful tickling side in this part of the series, so I hope you like that too. The epic confrontation is coming soon! Thanks for the undying support and your comments are most welcomed!
