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Sooooo...... This took like four hours to do. So be nice, please?
Also if you know what it's about please let me know.
Also FUCK italics why don';t they copy over???
Annnnnnnnd yeah, happy reading! it's like 6k words or something so good luck with that and if you make it past a hundred of them and work out which bits were Sparkles and which bits were meeee.. i'll have some kinda medal commissioned for you <3
HF peeps o/
Jade had painted her toenails red before she left for the big party because she wanted people to know about how sensitive and ready her feet were after all the pedicuring. Red is the colour of love and loving is what her feet needed. She wore black and shiny strappy heels with a three inch heel, black fishnets with a wide mesh, a white leather skirt with a kinda too long slit on one side, and some sort of black crop top which barely contained her pendulous bazookas. She didn't wear any jewellery except for three toe rings on the left foot and two on the right. It seemed like overkill, but Jade had been awarded them by former lovers for her prowess in the socks department and so she wore them with pride.
Jade didn't know anybody at the party but she went anyway because it was post-Covid days and nowhere had been open for ages and it had been painfully boring and she'd seen it on Facebook and it had been a long time since she'd been tickled at all and the self-tickling just didn't cut it. It sort of tickled and she could get off to it if she tucked one foot underneath a knee and tickled it with one hand while rubbing one out with the other, but it just wasn't that satisfying when she finally got an orgasm. So she went to the party in search of untold heavenliness.
To her dismay it turned out to be a forties night and Glen Miller was playing through the booming sound system, but she hadn't walked four miles to give up now and so didn't turn back despite her wildly incorrect dress. The DJ was spinning the wheels in his trilby and the smell of pipe smoke and denial was overwhelming. She had to shout to be heard over the racket. She kept telling everybody that would listen that she was new in town and didn't know anybody. Nobody cared though. But everybody stared at her feet like they were all dying of foot fever and she had the only cure in town.
Suddenly the needle on the record made that zipping noise and the music cut out and a feminine voice yelled GET THE BITCH!!
Jade threw her hands in the air and screamed and the mojito she'd been served splashed on her shoulder and she turned to run but something wrapped around her ankle and she fell face first into the ballooning chest of a blonde female who happened to be laying on the floor, probably too drunk.
She was suffocating in mountainous tits, the cleavage swallowing her face when her feet were grabbed at and the shoes torn off and tossed onto the fire pit and next thing there were hands on her wrists and elbows and arms and someone leaning their own foot onto her back and hands holding her legs steady and Jade squealed for mercy before they'd even touched her.
PLEASE GO EASY ON ME, THEY HAVE FRESH PEDICURES! She shouted fearfully but nobody listened. Nobody even heard her because some dude and his orchestra was playing and it was really, really loud.
But Jade was thrilled. She was new in town but already about to have the life tickled out of her by a room full of tickle and foot crazy sadists. She couldn't believe her luck.
Someone with piercing nails started scratching her soles through the fishnets and something in Jade's belly sizzled immediately and the tickling got worse with every second that ticked by. She was going to get an orgasm already. It was too quick and would ruin the tickling.
PLEASE SLOW DOWN! I HAD THREE PEDICURES TODAY! She cried out loud but nobody could hear over the booming drums and cymbals and trumpets.
Fingernails carved excruciating paths from the stem bits of her toes down to the heels and back again. Too many fingers it felt like for ordinary human hands. It was like she was tickled by a tickle demon or a witch. It was torture and Jade was hysterical and beside herself. More hands grabbed at her soft sides, her thighs, her jiggling ass cheeks, they burrowed up under the tight leather skirt and drilled into the sides of her foofoo which was getting embarrassingly wet. Even more fingers dug into her armpits which were also wet but with sweat. Tears streamed down her face and made her bright red lipstick glow redder.
DON'T LET HER REST! DON'T STOP UNTIL SHE DIES!!! Somebody yelled over the music.
HEY, IT'S TURNING HER ON! LOOK!! somebody else yelled over the loud music.
Sure enough, the floor underneath her crotch was wet like her thighs were.
SHE AIN'T THE ONLY ONE. Shouted this dude who was tripping over himself trying to get out of his high-waisted blue suit trousers. He was having problems trying to get the waistband down over his raging erection. Then he remembered he was wearing those trouser suspender things too. FUCK. he shouted as he fought his clothes while on the verge of ejaculating from the sheer sight of Jade's ticklish punishment.
SHE'S GOING TO FAINT. shouted the blonde with the cartoon chest. KEEP IT UP.
Jade thought it was weird that nobody cared about her. But then her skirt was being pulled off and it went on the fire with her shoes.
PLEASE DON'T FUCK ME! she screeched but it was reverse psychology because she wanted the D and she wanted it now.
One dude had managed to break free of his costume and while his friends had given up and lay jacking it on the floor around him he leapt onto Jade's backside and ripped down the fishnets and thrust inside her effortlessly and easily. Jade cried in anguished arousal and the tickling sped up in speed and intensity and his hips hammered her into next month.
Seconds later she was exploding all over him and her pussy was clenching and devouring his eleven inches of length like it was desperate for his splooj. She screamed into the blonde chest.
GREAT SCOTT. the man shouted. And he filled Jade with his foamy seed.
DARLING I CAN EXPLAIN. he called after his wife who was leaving and then the next guy stepped forward but he had dancing shoes on with literally zero grip on the sole and he slipped on a puddle of Jade's cum and piss and hit his head on the floor.
The next train of dudes was more competent though and soon Jade had fucked half the town's menfolk all while being tickled by the ladies who were obviously jealous of the attention Jade was getting.
PLEASE STOP I'M REALLY TIRED. Jade shouted into the chest covered with her sweat and spit. But the women didn't stop. They wanted to teach her a lesson on being a hussy. So they tickled for another four hours or so.
After those four hours they'd tickled through the fishnets and they frayed around Jade's soles and they'd sucked the pedicure right off Jade's toes. She hadn't made a sound in ages and could be dead for all they knew. But nobody was too bothered really. Covid life was boring and this wasn't so nobody was really bothered.
The unconscious man appeared to be dead too. He didn't have any family though so it wasn't that bad and he was probably a nonce anyway. Jade had thought he looked like one.
YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON YET MISSY? shouted the one with the ridiculous melons.
Jade thought about it.
THIS IS NOTHING. she shouted back. I'VE BEEN TICKLED BY THE CIA BEFORE.
CIA, DA? asked a Russian sounding voice. Suddenly Jade could smell vodka. The woman standing next to her was nearly seven feet tall in her massive heels and she was wearing a big hat that looked like a sleeping seal pup.
BOOT VOT ABOUT ZE F S B? She asked in definitely a Russian sort of accent.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS!!!! Jade screamed. Someone was sucking her toes again and there were fingernails tickling her moist ass. It was embarrassing.
ZE F S B IS STANDING FOR ZE FUCKING …SEXY… BEACHES!
She threw open her green overcoat and she was wearing nothing underneath except a leather g string. She had tattoos. Jade saw the vague outline of a hammer and sickle on her belly not quite hidden underneath a block of text that said ¡Let's Go Vladdy! And each of her fucking daft tits was tattooed with Putin faces looking at each other and kissing across the cleavage. She took something from the holster on her g string and Jade's eyes widened.
The handle was telescopic like one of those telescopes and extended in sections with clicks each time and when fully extended the blade of a scythe popped out and the Russian woman stood with it planted on the ground and put her other hand on her hip and shouted down at Jade.
A EM ZE ARBINGER OF YOUR DOOM, LEETLE LAIRDY. END NOW, YOU VILL DIE. TEECKLE ER TO ZE DEATH!!
All the women in the room cheered in unison and they tore Jades ticklish body into hundreds of pieces with their nails and teeth. They were angry at what Jade had forced their husbands to do. Some of them were still tossing off even all these hours later and laying on their sides pumping furiously with their mouths bobbing open and shut like those fat fish in lakes.
The tickling was extremely horrible and Jade laughed way harder than during any self tickle session.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAAHAHA
On and on it went until her entire body was ablaze with tickling.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Suddenly there were sirens in the street and the door to the hall exploded and the women except the Russian one screamed as two of the darker skinned dudes were gunned down and seconds later the authorities left without a word. It was alright though because the bullets were rubber and they were shot in the arse. It really hurt but wasn't even a bit deadly. And they weren't even properly black they'd just painted their faces like people did in the black and white days. It was all very weird. The tickling had stopped and Jade wondered who'd pay for the door.
YOU AV ZE ZPUNK, LEETLE GERL. Said the woman Jade couldn't pin any sort of nationality to.
A VIL BE SEEING YOU AROOND. And she tapped her scythe on the ground three times and to Jade's surprise she turned into a bat and flew away.
The women were picking their husbands up and Jade asked if it was over but nobody replied so she left. And so she walked home in the rain naked from the waist down.
Back home she took a bath and it felt amazing after the like eight or whatever hours of tickle hell.
She put her gown on and sat on the bed and then started to fall asleep.
There was a scratch at the window and then a squeaking that sounded distant because the window was shut and Jade's toes curled. She had immense arches you could rest a coffee cup in.
NOT AGAIN she groaned.
Using magic to open the window the little bat fluttered into Jade's room and with a poof of smoke shifted back into the tall lady form. It was naked because all the clothes had been left at that hall earlier.
PLEASE NO cried Jade as the cord from her dressing gown was removed by the woman and in one very swift motion her ankles and wrists were lassoed behind her back and she lay on the bed naked and shivering with anticipation and terror.
I NEED TO REST PLEASE DON'T DO IT.
DON'T DO VOT LEETLE CABBAGE?
I'M NOT YOUR CABBAGE!!!
YOU ARE ALL MINE, LEETLE SENORITA.
NO! I AM MY OWN WOMAN!! I DEMAND YOU RELEASE ME AT ONCE! I MUST SLEEP TO REST FOR THE REGATTA TOMORROW!
OH, MY LEETLE APRICOT, THE ONLY PLACE YOU VILL BE SAILING TOMORROW IS ON A CLOUD OF HEAVEN.
BUT I CAN'T LET MY TEAM DOWN! NOT AGAIN!
The bat lady pulled out a gun. A big one like an AR15 like on the news. She pointed it straight at Jade's foofoo and shouted angrily.
YOU VIL DO AS I COMMAND! ZE SHIRES COUNTY CUP VIL BE COMING BACK TO HOME, AS ZEY SAY. YOU VIL NOT BE VINNING ZIS YEAR.
Jade was scared. She didn't want to let her team down. But she didn't want to be shot in the twat either. She didn't know what to do.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT. she yelled at the armed bat lady.
VELL, I VILL PLAY A LEETLE WITH YOUR FEET AND ZEN YOU CAN REST. BUT IF A SEE YOU AT ZE REGATTA TOMORROW, YOU VIL BE SORRY. YOU VIL BE PUNISHED ALONG VITH YOUR ENTIRE TEAM.
OKAY, OKAY, JUST PUT THE GUN DOWN. JEEZ. FUCK MY FEET UP AGAIN. JUST GET IT OVER WITH.
So she did. She trapped Jade's knees between her own as she knelt on the bed behind her and sank her claws into Jade's heels and raked them up and down the satiny soles that had moistened a little with fear and exhaustion.
Jade wailed for mercy. She couldn't help it. She wanted so bad to strangle this woman but the tickling was utterly debilitating. It went on for ages and ages.
STOP! I HAVE TO PEE!
ZIS IS NOT SOUNDING LAYK MY PROWBLEM. Said the woman who didn't slow down one jot.
I'VE HAD ENOUGH! HAVEN'T YOU HAD YOUR FILL!?
NEVER! bat lady threw back her head and cackled like a crazy vampire. ZE UNDEAD ARE NEVER SATISFIED.
She grabbed Jade's knees and hauled the despairing girl up and onto her lap and then grabbed hold of the muscular regions of Jade's inner thighs and squeezed the life out of them. Jade flopped and jerked like a fish on a boat and lost her voice. Spit sprayed onto her pillow and her petals had started to get all dewy again. She hated the effect tickling had on her.
It tickled so badly that when the woman started sucking Jade's toes Jade's mind collapsed and folded like an origami flower and she was teleported to a cave by a beach in Cornwall and she recognised it from her fifth honeymoon. Suddenly she was filled with a dread that made her tits vibrate.
She was strung out between the cave walls like a starfish. But she was upside down. And totally nude. And beside herself with the need to orgasm.
She knew it was a hallucination brought on by the demonic tickling back in her bedroom but it was still absolutely awful. She remembered what had happened and what was going on. Her new husband had left her alone to fetch new batteries for the electric toothbrush he'd been working over her asshole and snatch with for almost an hour without a break. Her entire sex region buzzed with excitement like a swarm of bees had landed on her. Tears in her eyes blinded her to the world around. It was insane.
He came back with a shopping bag full of batteries and new brush heads and bottles of lube and Jade's heart sank even as her lady bits gushed with new excitement.
NO MORE TICKLING. I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE!
YOU ARE ALREADY DOING WHAT I WANT. LAUGH, MY LOVE!
Jade let out a despairing scream as the brush plunged deep into her **** and used the juice to lubricate her perineal bits and once more the tickling destroyed her sanity.
There was a roar and rush of water, Jade felt cold spray on her cheeks but still the tickling never slowed. There was canon fire in the distance. A rock fell from the cave's ceiling.
YOU WILL DIE HERE JADE. LAUGH AND ORGASM UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD FROM THE HEART ATTACKS!!!
More cannons shot somewhere outside the cave and lightning struck some object in the distance. It was enormous and golden, triangular like the tip of a knife and a voice boomed so loudly Jade felt it in her pancreas.
YOU WILL NEVER TAKE MY LOVE. It yelled at the ships assaulting it. I, POSEIDON, LORD OF THE SEAS, ALONG WITH MY BROTHER THOR, SMITE THEE AND DRIVE THEE BACK. BACK, I SAY!!!
As the gods of yore went to war with the royal navy the tickling of Jade's most intimate areas intensified. Not a spot of her crotch was free of foamy cum, whipped into a lather by ultrasonic bristles. Jade's eyes blazed the same brilliant white as her teeth and the pedicure she'd given herself in that porn star style white.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Howled Poseidon as a Canon ball ricocheted from one of his prongs and bent it backwards and caught him right on one of his horns. I SMITE THEE! TAKE THAT! AND THAT!
He fired his spear but instead of bullets out came man eating tuna and marlins and they ate the King's sailors.
MY LOVE, YOU WILL BE SAFE NOW. RETURN TO ME WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT.
Back in her bedroom Jade was laying helpless on a mattress too wet to not be soaked with her own wee and the very familiar feelings of tongue wrapping around her toes was shredding the last threads of her sanity.
Almost eleven hours had passed since she arrived at that party. She'd never make the regatta. The girls would be fucking pissed to say the least. Jade had all the oars and shit in the boot of her Lamborghini.
YOU ARE CLOSE TO ZE DEATH NOW, LEETLE PEEGLET. SOON YOU VIL BE MY ETERNAL LOVE SLAVE.
NEVER! I WILL NEVER… SERVE YOU! She squealed even as she floated above the bed with Russian bat lady's magic.
SOOBMIT TO ME, PINEAPPLE. SOOBMIT TO ME, AND YOU VIL LIVE ETERNAL UNLIFE AS MY MINDLESS FUCKTOY.
Jade had to be honest, that did sound amazing. No mortgage or anything. No cost of living worries, no being forced to pay ten quid per carrier bag because it was too hard to remember to bring her own, no more crying on the living room floor because a game needed an eight thousand gig update and she could only afford Mozambique internet speeds, no more being a slave to the foot freaks of Facebook marketplace demanding she do eleven different sole and arch shots with different colour polish on her toes in each one and all for two shillings and sixpence… nothing. Just eternal bliss as a burned out sex zombie.
I'LL DO IT! she yelled at the woman.
The woman gasped in surprise.
SO EASILY? BUT I HAVE NOT EVEN TICKLED YOUR ASSHOLE, YET, LEETLE JELLY CUBE. YOU SOOBMIT SO EASILY!
JUST LET ME REST! PLEASE!!!1
VEL, SO BE EET.
Jade fell back to the bed with such a force her alarmingly heavy breasts nearly burst at the seams. In a flash she was untied. She threw her head around and glared daggers at her assailant.
OH, LEETLE PENGUIN, WHY ZE FROWNING? YOU VIL LOVE YOUR NEW LIFE IN
But she didn't finish the sentence. Jade had leapt like a flea on roids onto the AR15 and squeezed the trigger and was flying around the room as streams of bullets shot in wild frenzied arcs all over it. Seconds later the magazine was empty and the walls were painted red and Jade picked herself up off the floor and stood over bat lady's corpse and blew the smoke from the barrel.
SKIDADDLE, SKIDOODLE, MUDDERFUCK ERRRRRRRRRRR.
Jade could see the woman's magic slowly starting to heal her. The blood on the walls was disappearing and the bullet holes in it and her body were also vanishing from sight. She had to act fast. She threw open the ottoman beneath the window and picked up three forty five metre rolls of cling film and proceeded to wrap the woman up mummy style like a possessed fiend. She was sweating by the time she was done and when she was done the woman lay there wrapped up ankles to face. Then Jade got some rolls of tape and wrapped it around the ankles and knees and waist and elbows and round and round the head until nothing of the face could be seen except two pink little nostrils. Then she picked the woman up and carried her downstairs into the garden like she was nothing. Jade's thousands of hours hitting the rowing machines and weights was paying off even more than usual.
Before the woman fully regained consciousness and the full use of her powers Jade thrust a bible against her heart and taped that in place too so that the powers wouldn't work. She got a spade from the shed and started to dig a little trench and then rolled the woman into it then refilled the hole with the dirt she'd taken out before.
Soon all that could be seen was two bare feet, easily a size ten or something, and they were glorious. Jade salivated at the arches in particular. They were wrinkling and wriggling, clearly she had woken up and was shocked to find she was buried alive and with something hot against her chest. It started to rain. Jade looked to the skies and two clouds parted and a sun shaft speared the ground around her and a dude with wild hair, a bushy beard and angry face rested a hammer on his shoulder and gave her a thumbs up and a wink. Jade smiled back and waved,
She then remembered something her ex ex ex girlfriend had done one night and ran back inside to the pantry. On one of the shelves was a huge jar of white cream with stringy white fibres inside. She put on a pair of shoulder length gloves and a battery powered respirator and she put on the backpack bit and the hood and pulled down the visa and she took the jar into the garden. She sat down by the bare feet and opened the jar and slathered the white stuff all over the feet, worked it thoroughly between the toes and coated the ankles until they looked like two very heavily iced cakes.
She then stood back and admired her handiwork. She swore she could hear the screams even through the many inches of heavy dirt and the layers of tape and wrap. The feet twitched and writhed a bit but not much. She put a large plant pot over them and abandoned the fiendish woman to her itchy fate. She felt remorse for a few seconds because she could still feel an itch every now and then as one of the fibres her ex had slathered her with had got caught underneath her middle toenail on the left foot and couldn't be removed, but then she remembered how the bat lady wanted her to be a literal slave and didn't feel bad anymore.
She checked the time and saw it was too late for the regatta. They would probably have subbed her by now and the girls would be pissed to say the very least. She could only imagine what they'd do to her later tonight. Especially the more angry ones like Gabi the thick Hungarian chick. Just the thought made Jade's ovaries shake.
It was time for another pedicure. Jade filled the foot spa with warm water and turned it on and relaxed for thirty minutes or so while watching YouTube and while her feet soaked in hot lavender water her phone kept buzzing. It was Gabi sending texts.
YOU'RE DEAD FUCKING MEAT BITCH.
WE'RE FUCKING DONE WITH YOUR FUCKING SHIT ****.
WHEN WE'RE THOUGH WITH YOU YOU'LL BE FUCKING SCREAMING FOR FUCKING DEATH.
And other mean things like that.
Jade replied with a GIF of Sonic kissing Shadow and laid back to enjoy the bubbles bursting between her toes. It tickled a bit but not enough to satisfy her ever present needs. After half an hour she took out one foot and massaged it with exfoliating cream then did the same with the other foot. She rinsed them off in the water and then let them air dry on a towel on the floor. She didn't change the polish on her nails, it was still red and a little chipped so she could remember the wicked hell the women put her through at that weird party.
When they were dry she moisturised them and put her ankle socks on and went to get dressed. She chose black fishnets with suspenders attached to a very high waist thong, a black dress that showed loads of scandalous cleavage and across the tits in the dress was a pentagram, the dress also had a big split right up her right hip, she kept her bed hair look and she wore these nylon arm sleeves with half gloves and holes for the thumb to go through and then put on a little necklace. It was a simple black string with a frog face cartoon character an ex had got her off the interweb and on the reverse side was a snake in a figure right eating its own tail. She looked in the full length mirror in the walk-in fridge where she often went to relax and chill a bit after a hard night's tickling and could barely control the urge to masturbate to the sight of herself. She looked so fucking hot it was actually painful.
Suddenly there was a terrible banging on the front door. Jade opened her phone and in a shaking hand she opened the Ring app and almost dropped her phone with the terror. It was one of the women from the party. She was wearing a dusty apron and a weird sort of shower cap on her head and she was banging the door with a rolling pin. She was screaming at the camera.
I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE YOUNG LADY. SHOW YOURSELF!!!
Jade wondered what she could want with her. Surely she'd put Jade through enough already? Her feet started to sweat in the fishnets.
AWAY WITH YOU, HAG. BE GONE! She shouted into her phone.
Then shouted it again because it had been on mute.
COME AND FACE ME, PIGWHORE! MY HUSBAND IS IN THE EMERGENCY ROOMS BECAUSE OF YOU!!!
Must have been the guy that fell and banged his head, Jade thought. Then she thought another thing: it would be soooooo fucking bad if Gabi were to show up right now.
Jade almost dropped her phone with horror.
There she was, marching toward the rolling pin woman in all her eastern European glory. She was wearing the tracksuit of the regatta team and it was fighting to restrain her muscular thickness.
OUT OF THE WAY GRANDMA, THE BITCH IS MY PROPERTY TO DESTROY AS I AM SEEING FIT.
YOU WAIT YOUR TURN, MISSY! SHOW SOME RESPECT!!!
As they fought over the rights to Jade, Jade thought quickly. But not quickly enough because Gabi kicked the door down with one powerful roundhouse kick and she and the other lady stormed the threshold like a well rehearsed swat team.
YOU ARE DEAD BITCH!!!!!!
I WILL RESTORE MY FAMILY'S HONOUR!!!
Jade heard them crashing up the stairs like a pair of very angry rhinos and made to run to the bedroom window and make a jump for the oak tree just outside but her knees were weak with the panic and she collapsed into a ball and kept perfectly still so they wouldn't see her.
But it didn't work and they set upon her like wolves on a very tasty looking sheep and in seconds they stretched Jade out on the bed to the point of pulling her arms and legs out of their sockets and Jade's dress was lifted high until it smothered her face and she screamed for mercy but they just laughed and snarled.
The older woman had strong hands and they latched onto Jade's ribs and squeezed for all Jade was worth and then some. She thrashed like she was electrocuted but secretly was thrilled at the experience. The woman clearly knew how to punish a ticklish woman. Gabi meanwhile was shifting forward to sit directly on Jade's face and burying her own fingernails into Jade's sweating armpits hollows. The weight of the two was crushing the air from her and the tickling was painful. Soon she felt like she'd breathed in a litre of gasoline and swallowed a box of lit matches.
But it didn't stop and the fire was spreading to her vagine.
PLEASE STOP YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!
WE UNDERSTAND ALRIGHT, MISSY. YOU'RE GETTING OFF ON THIS AREN'T YOU? FILTHY HUSSY!!! WE KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH YOUR TYPE!!!!!!1
The woman grabbed hold of Jade's bosoms and squeezed until the nipples popped up like little cherries on buns and held them fast. She motioned to Gabi and Gabi took the hint. She used her fingernails to gently dust the nipples and shockwaves of ecstatic terror rocked Jades world.
In seconds she was getting major orgasms that tore her in two and soaked her mattress.
I'M TOO TIRED PLEASE STOP!!!!
NEVER BITCHDOG, WE WILL NOT STOP UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD!!
suddenly the rest of the regatta team showed up and started to take pictures of the action while high-fiving each other and demanding they each had a go on Jade.
Jade was beside herself with horniness and dread. There were so many people waiting in the queue and she was so tired having not slept in what felt like weeks and the fresh pedicure promised to be too tempting for anyone to resist.
Right on cue two of the girls knelt at the end of the bed and began to feast on Jade's fishnets. They sucked the toes until Jade saw stars, all while the woman massaged her ribs into next week and Gabi worked over the armpits with remorseless intensities.
PLEASE IM GOING TO DIE!!!
WORK HER HARDER, LADIES. HARDER, FASTER, YES, YEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!
With nowhere to go and no end in sight Jade's mind fled.
She was in her first home with her third husband. The bathroom was humid and steamy, all the mirrors were dripping with droplets of water. Desmond was using a very long wooden spoon to stir the bath water. It was an off yellow colour and smelled of vanilla.
GET IN THE TUB, SLUT! He yelled at Jade.
Jade turned to run but something snatched her hair and she fell back squealing. She realised she was totally nude. Seconds later and she was thrown into the tub of custard. It was warm and thick and viscous between her toes and in her feminine crevices.
GOOD, GOOD. Said Desmond in a husky snarly way. He stood and spooned the custard all over Jade until she was totally off yellow all over her head.
YOU WILL REMAIN HERE FOR SEVENTEEN MINUTES AND EIGHT SECONDS. NO MORE AND NO LESS. OTHERWISE THEY WILL BE ANGRY.
Jade didn't know who they were, but the thought of angry people ravaging her drenched and ticklish body caused her uterus to crackle and splutter like an old car trying to start on a foggy morning.
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? She asked.
THIS IS WHAT IS WRITTEN IN THE TEXTS, WENCH. THE GOLDEN EGG SHALL BE LAIN BY THE WOMAN BATHED IN THE SOUP OF THE GODS.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!
WENCH!!! OUR PLACE IS NOT TO KNOW. ONLY TO DO.
Seventeen minutes and eight seconds later he fished Jade out of the tub and stood her in the middle of the bathroom on a towel they only used for such occasions. He clapped his hands and whistled and the bathroom door opened.
Jade screamed in horrified alarm.
Three women all a head taller than her raced in on all fours, they had tails and ears like cats and were otherwise totally au naturel except for rainbow print leather g strings. They were so tight and snug you could see they were all meticulously shaven down there. They pounced upon Jade and brought her to the ground and pinned her down.
FEAST, MY PRETTIES. EAT YOUR FILL.
Jade squealed with ticklish hell at the sensation of three tongues working her over. They were at her feet, her belly and armpits all at once. They lapped at her ears and neck, her knees and hips, they cleaned every inch over the course of thirty painful minutes and then rolled Jade onto her front and kicked her legs wide open. One of them slapped her hands onto Jade's ass cheeks and spread them as wide as they'd possibly go and dove face first between them.
NOT THERE! NOT THAT! SURELY THERE'S ANOTHER WAY!
But there was no other way and the tongue seemed to get longer and longer until it was tickling Jade from the inside out and she swore she could feel it licking at her own tongue like a really passionate lover. She tried to beg for mercy but her tongue was feeling tied. Then the other two started to eat her toes and Jade erupted in the first of a series of mind shattering orgasmic feelings.
Desmond turned to light the candles.
NOW, TREACLE, WITNESS THE FRUITS OF OUR ENDEAVOURS.
The pentagram cloth in between all the candles started to float and glow in the air. The cat women stopped what they were doing and knelt in respectful prayer positions while Jade gasped and wheezed for air and Desmond raised his hands high and wailed a language Jade didn't understand. Then after a minute he spoke the English again.
WE WELCOME THEE, OH GREAT ONE, TO OUR NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Desmond was lifted in the air and thrown into the tub face first and something invisible held him there until the bubbles stopped and the three cat women started to hiss at something. Then they ran away.
YOU ARE SAFE NOW. Said an invisible voice.
WHO ARE YOU??? Jade asked.
SHE WHO IS UNKWON AND UNKNOWABLE, ESPECIALLY TO MEN.
DO YOU HAVE A NAME?!
NONE THAT MORTALS MAY PRONOUNCE WITHOUT GOING INSANE.
Then a figure appeared before Jade. A towering woman with wings and a body with such athleticism Jade felt frightened and drunk by it. She was so tall she had to stoop to avoid hitting the ceiling, like a too big Christmas tree. She was naked except a pair of gladiator sandals and her feet were beyond exquisite. Jade reached out to touch them.
UNWISE, LITTLE MOOSE. BUT YOU ARE A FASCINATING CREATURE. I SHALL BE SEEING YOU AROUND SOME TIME. YOU WILL KNOW ME WHEN YOU SEE ME. THIS I VOW.
BUT WAIT, I MUST... I MUST HAVE YOU!!
But the figure dissipated into golden dust as if it were never there.
Suddenly Jade was back on her bed and the woman had unscrewed the end of her rolling pin and revealed the vibrator head attachment and was brutally working over Jade's love box while the others stood around and watched and smoked drugs. Jade was lost in a sea of orgasm and then a scream was heard downstairs. The women raced down to see what was happening but the apron woman continued in her quest to reduce Jade's cookie to nothing but a beaten pulp.
More screams from downstairs and a strangled sound from one of the girls and they ran from the house in tears of terror. Then there was stamping on the stairs, slow and full of suspense. Thud, thud, thud, and Jade could just see through her orgasmic haze the tip of a wing.
The woman looked over her shoulder and screamed in horror. She threw her rolling pin at the creature and made a mad dash to the window. Without a second of thought she hurled herself through it and landed perfectly on her motorcycle and sped into the sunset, leaving Jade to her fate.
YOU ARE RUTHLESS, LITTLE OYSTER.
LEAVE ME ALONE! I'VE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY!
I MAKE THE RULES HERE, AND I CAN SEE THAT YOUR DELIGHTFUL SQUISH MITTEN STILL HAS SOME GO IN IT.
The winged woman screamed something incomprehensible and Jade floated above the bed in a starfish position. Suddenly her feet were lifting up and being pressed down beside her ears and then crossed behind her head. Her elbows were tucked snug into the pit of her knees and Jade had the perfect view of her own genitalia.
YOU! YOU KILLED MY DESMOND!!
HE ENDED HIS OWN LIFE THE MOMENT HE GOOGLED MY NAME, LITTLE HADDOCK.
WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS!?
But the creature did not respond to Jade's interviewing. Instead it traced the tip of its magical wing right in the centre of poor Jade's exhausted cunny and started to vibrate. Jade began to orgasm like never before and one of her feet unhooked from its position and made its way to her own lips. With zero conscious control, Jade began to worship her own foot as the goddess figure ravaged her. The nail of her big toe was scratching the roof of her mouth and making her eyes stream water.
I HAVE GIVEN YOU MANY CHANCES, LITTLE CUCUMBER. ALL OF WHICH YOU HAVE FAILED TO RECOGNISE. NOW, YOU WILL NEVER FORGET ME. YOU WILL SERVE FOR ALL ETERNITY AS MY
SENSELESS FUCKTOY AND FOOTBITCH.
NEVER! Jade spluttered though her own pedicure. I SHALL NEVER... SERVE YOU!!!
the thing threw her head back and laughed and such was the booming it made the air vibrate and it tickled Jade's bare skin.
SO BE IT. DIE IN TICKLISH AGONIES!!
suddenly every single nerve ending in Jade's body was assaulted by the feeling of those magical feathers and Jade was struck utterly dumb by the sensations. Minutes later she was on the verge of unconsciousness but some force kept her from slipping away.
I WILL KEEP YOU IN THIS STATE FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAYS!!!
Jade was cracking. It was too much even for one with such a powerful tickling fetish as hers. It was tickling underneath her toenails, in the tiny spaces between each tooth, underneath her eyelids, everywhere. It was too much for a mortal to handle.
And then there was an explosion. The roof of the house burst into a million pieces and the clouds parted once more.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO screamed the winged creature and Jade fell to the bed in a heap of sweaty ticklish flesh.
YOU SHALL CEASE YOUR MEDDLING, HARPEE. Yelled a figure in the sky Jade recognised from old story books, and the winged beast disappeared from sight.
I MUST SLEEP. I MUST SLEEP!! Jade screamed with tiredness.
The house was put back together again in mere seconds before any of the neighbours saw anything had happened and the guy in the sky hushed Jade.
THERE, THERE. SLEEP NOW, MY LOVE.
Jade just had enough energy to look up at the sky out the window and notice a twinkle at the tip of a golden spear as the clouds returned.
THANK... YOU... she said.
And she fell asleep for a long time.
Ecks Dee.
Also if you know what it's about please let me know.
Also FUCK italics why don';t they copy over???
Annnnnnnnd yeah, happy reading! it's like 6k words or something so good luck with that and if you make it past a hundred of them and work out which bits were Sparkles and which bits were meeee.. i'll have some kinda medal commissioned for you <3
HF peeps o/
Jade had painted her toenails red before she left for the big party because she wanted people to know about how sensitive and ready her feet were after all the pedicuring. Red is the colour of love and loving is what her feet needed. She wore black and shiny strappy heels with a three inch heel, black fishnets with a wide mesh, a white leather skirt with a kinda too long slit on one side, and some sort of black crop top which barely contained her pendulous bazookas. She didn't wear any jewellery except for three toe rings on the left foot and two on the right. It seemed like overkill, but Jade had been awarded them by former lovers for her prowess in the socks department and so she wore them with pride.
Jade didn't know anybody at the party but she went anyway because it was post-Covid days and nowhere had been open for ages and it had been painfully boring and she'd seen it on Facebook and it had been a long time since she'd been tickled at all and the self-tickling just didn't cut it. It sort of tickled and she could get off to it if she tucked one foot underneath a knee and tickled it with one hand while rubbing one out with the other, but it just wasn't that satisfying when she finally got an orgasm. So she went to the party in search of untold heavenliness.
To her dismay it turned out to be a forties night and Glen Miller was playing through the booming sound system, but she hadn't walked four miles to give up now and so didn't turn back despite her wildly incorrect dress. The DJ was spinning the wheels in his trilby and the smell of pipe smoke and denial was overwhelming. She had to shout to be heard over the racket. She kept telling everybody that would listen that she was new in town and didn't know anybody. Nobody cared though. But everybody stared at her feet like they were all dying of foot fever and she had the only cure in town.
Suddenly the needle on the record made that zipping noise and the music cut out and a feminine voice yelled GET THE BITCH!!
Jade threw her hands in the air and screamed and the mojito she'd been served splashed on her shoulder and she turned to run but something wrapped around her ankle and she fell face first into the ballooning chest of a blonde female who happened to be laying on the floor, probably too drunk.
She was suffocating in mountainous tits, the cleavage swallowing her face when her feet were grabbed at and the shoes torn off and tossed onto the fire pit and next thing there were hands on her wrists and elbows and arms and someone leaning their own foot onto her back and hands holding her legs steady and Jade squealed for mercy before they'd even touched her.
PLEASE GO EASY ON ME, THEY HAVE FRESH PEDICURES! She shouted fearfully but nobody listened. Nobody even heard her because some dude and his orchestra was playing and it was really, really loud.
But Jade was thrilled. She was new in town but already about to have the life tickled out of her by a room full of tickle and foot crazy sadists. She couldn't believe her luck.
Someone with piercing nails started scratching her soles through the fishnets and something in Jade's belly sizzled immediately and the tickling got worse with every second that ticked by. She was going to get an orgasm already. It was too quick and would ruin the tickling.
PLEASE SLOW DOWN! I HAD THREE PEDICURES TODAY! She cried out loud but nobody could hear over the booming drums and cymbals and trumpets.
Fingernails carved excruciating paths from the stem bits of her toes down to the heels and back again. Too many fingers it felt like for ordinary human hands. It was like she was tickled by a tickle demon or a witch. It was torture and Jade was hysterical and beside herself. More hands grabbed at her soft sides, her thighs, her jiggling ass cheeks, they burrowed up under the tight leather skirt and drilled into the sides of her foofoo which was getting embarrassingly wet. Even more fingers dug into her armpits which were also wet but with sweat. Tears streamed down her face and made her bright red lipstick glow redder.
DON'T LET HER REST! DON'T STOP UNTIL SHE DIES!!! Somebody yelled over the music.
HEY, IT'S TURNING HER ON! LOOK!! somebody else yelled over the loud music.
Sure enough, the floor underneath her crotch was wet like her thighs were.
SHE AIN'T THE ONLY ONE. Shouted this dude who was tripping over himself trying to get out of his high-waisted blue suit trousers. He was having problems trying to get the waistband down over his raging erection. Then he remembered he was wearing those trouser suspender things too. FUCK. he shouted as he fought his clothes while on the verge of ejaculating from the sheer sight of Jade's ticklish punishment.
SHE'S GOING TO FAINT. shouted the blonde with the cartoon chest. KEEP IT UP.
Jade thought it was weird that nobody cared about her. But then her skirt was being pulled off and it went on the fire with her shoes.
PLEASE DON'T FUCK ME! she screeched but it was reverse psychology because she wanted the D and she wanted it now.
One dude had managed to break free of his costume and while his friends had given up and lay jacking it on the floor around him he leapt onto Jade's backside and ripped down the fishnets and thrust inside her effortlessly and easily. Jade cried in anguished arousal and the tickling sped up in speed and intensity and his hips hammered her into next month.
Seconds later she was exploding all over him and her pussy was clenching and devouring his eleven inches of length like it was desperate for his splooj. She screamed into the blonde chest.
GREAT SCOTT. the man shouted. And he filled Jade with his foamy seed.
DARLING I CAN EXPLAIN. he called after his wife who was leaving and then the next guy stepped forward but he had dancing shoes on with literally zero grip on the sole and he slipped on a puddle of Jade's cum and piss and hit his head on the floor.
The next train of dudes was more competent though and soon Jade had fucked half the town's menfolk all while being tickled by the ladies who were obviously jealous of the attention Jade was getting.
PLEASE STOP I'M REALLY TIRED. Jade shouted into the chest covered with her sweat and spit. But the women didn't stop. They wanted to teach her a lesson on being a hussy. So they tickled for another four hours or so.
After those four hours they'd tickled through the fishnets and they frayed around Jade's soles and they'd sucked the pedicure right off Jade's toes. She hadn't made a sound in ages and could be dead for all they knew. But nobody was too bothered really. Covid life was boring and this wasn't so nobody was really bothered.
The unconscious man appeared to be dead too. He didn't have any family though so it wasn't that bad and he was probably a nonce anyway. Jade had thought he looked like one.
YOU LEARNED YOUR LESSON YET MISSY? shouted the one with the ridiculous melons.
Jade thought about it.
THIS IS NOTHING. she shouted back. I'VE BEEN TICKLED BY THE CIA BEFORE.
CIA, DA? asked a Russian sounding voice. Suddenly Jade could smell vodka. The woman standing next to her was nearly seven feet tall in her massive heels and she was wearing a big hat that looked like a sleeping seal pup.
BOOT VOT ABOUT ZE F S B? She asked in definitely a Russian sort of accent.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT IS!!!! Jade screamed. Someone was sucking her toes again and there were fingernails tickling her moist ass. It was embarrassing.
ZE F S B IS STANDING FOR ZE FUCKING …SEXY… BEACHES!
She threw open her green overcoat and she was wearing nothing underneath except a leather g string. She had tattoos. Jade saw the vague outline of a hammer and sickle on her belly not quite hidden underneath a block of text that said ¡Let's Go Vladdy! And each of her fucking daft tits was tattooed with Putin faces looking at each other and kissing across the cleavage. She took something from the holster on her g string and Jade's eyes widened.
The handle was telescopic like one of those telescopes and extended in sections with clicks each time and when fully extended the blade of a scythe popped out and the Russian woman stood with it planted on the ground and put her other hand on her hip and shouted down at Jade.
A EM ZE ARBINGER OF YOUR DOOM, LEETLE LAIRDY. END NOW, YOU VILL DIE. TEECKLE ER TO ZE DEATH!!
All the women in the room cheered in unison and they tore Jades ticklish body into hundreds of pieces with their nails and teeth. They were angry at what Jade had forced their husbands to do. Some of them were still tossing off even all these hours later and laying on their sides pumping furiously with their mouths bobbing open and shut like those fat fish in lakes.
The tickling was extremely horrible and Jade laughed way harder than during any self tickle session.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHHAAHAHA
On and on it went until her entire body was ablaze with tickling.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA
Suddenly there were sirens in the street and the door to the hall exploded and the women except the Russian one screamed as two of the darker skinned dudes were gunned down and seconds later the authorities left without a word. It was alright though because the bullets were rubber and they were shot in the arse. It really hurt but wasn't even a bit deadly. And they weren't even properly black they'd just painted their faces like people did in the black and white days. It was all very weird. The tickling had stopped and Jade wondered who'd pay for the door.
YOU AV ZE ZPUNK, LEETLE GERL. Said the woman Jade couldn't pin any sort of nationality to.
A VIL BE SEEING YOU AROOND. And she tapped her scythe on the ground three times and to Jade's surprise she turned into a bat and flew away.
The women were picking their husbands up and Jade asked if it was over but nobody replied so she left. And so she walked home in the rain naked from the waist down.
Back home she took a bath and it felt amazing after the like eight or whatever hours of tickle hell.
She put her gown on and sat on the bed and then started to fall asleep.
There was a scratch at the window and then a squeaking that sounded distant because the window was shut and Jade's toes curled. She had immense arches you could rest a coffee cup in.
NOT AGAIN she groaned.
Using magic to open the window the little bat fluttered into Jade's room and with a poof of smoke shifted back into the tall lady form. It was naked because all the clothes had been left at that hall earlier.
PLEASE NO cried Jade as the cord from her dressing gown was removed by the woman and in one very swift motion her ankles and wrists were lassoed behind her back and she lay on the bed naked and shivering with anticipation and terror.
I NEED TO REST PLEASE DON'T DO IT.
DON'T DO VOT LEETLE CABBAGE?
I'M NOT YOUR CABBAGE!!!
YOU ARE ALL MINE, LEETLE SENORITA.
NO! I AM MY OWN WOMAN!! I DEMAND YOU RELEASE ME AT ONCE! I MUST SLEEP TO REST FOR THE REGATTA TOMORROW!
OH, MY LEETLE APRICOT, THE ONLY PLACE YOU VILL BE SAILING TOMORROW IS ON A CLOUD OF HEAVEN.
BUT I CAN'T LET MY TEAM DOWN! NOT AGAIN!
The bat lady pulled out a gun. A big one like an AR15 like on the news. She pointed it straight at Jade's foofoo and shouted angrily.
YOU VIL DO AS I COMMAND! ZE SHIRES COUNTY CUP VIL BE COMING BACK TO HOME, AS ZEY SAY. YOU VIL NOT BE VINNING ZIS YEAR.
Jade was scared. She didn't want to let her team down. But she didn't want to be shot in the twat either. She didn't know what to do.
TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT. she yelled at the armed bat lady.
VELL, I VILL PLAY A LEETLE WITH YOUR FEET AND ZEN YOU CAN REST. BUT IF A SEE YOU AT ZE REGATTA TOMORROW, YOU VIL BE SORRY. YOU VIL BE PUNISHED ALONG VITH YOUR ENTIRE TEAM.
OKAY, OKAY, JUST PUT THE GUN DOWN. JEEZ. FUCK MY FEET UP AGAIN. JUST GET IT OVER WITH.
So she did. She trapped Jade's knees between her own as she knelt on the bed behind her and sank her claws into Jade's heels and raked them up and down the satiny soles that had moistened a little with fear and exhaustion.
Jade wailed for mercy. She couldn't help it. She wanted so bad to strangle this woman but the tickling was utterly debilitating. It went on for ages and ages.
STOP! I HAVE TO PEE!
ZIS IS NOT SOUNDING LAYK MY PROWBLEM. Said the woman who didn't slow down one jot.
I'VE HAD ENOUGH! HAVEN'T YOU HAD YOUR FILL!?
NEVER! bat lady threw back her head and cackled like a crazy vampire. ZE UNDEAD ARE NEVER SATISFIED.
She grabbed Jade's knees and hauled the despairing girl up and onto her lap and then grabbed hold of the muscular regions of Jade's inner thighs and squeezed the life out of them. Jade flopped and jerked like a fish on a boat and lost her voice. Spit sprayed onto her pillow and her petals had started to get all dewy again. She hated the effect tickling had on her.
It tickled so badly that when the woman started sucking Jade's toes Jade's mind collapsed and folded like an origami flower and she was teleported to a cave by a beach in Cornwall and she recognised it from her fifth honeymoon. Suddenly she was filled with a dread that made her tits vibrate.
She was strung out between the cave walls like a starfish. But she was upside down. And totally nude. And beside herself with the need to orgasm.
She knew it was a hallucination brought on by the demonic tickling back in her bedroom but it was still absolutely awful. She remembered what had happened and what was going on. Her new husband had left her alone to fetch new batteries for the electric toothbrush he'd been working over her asshole and snatch with for almost an hour without a break. Her entire sex region buzzed with excitement like a swarm of bees had landed on her. Tears in her eyes blinded her to the world around. It was insane.
He came back with a shopping bag full of batteries and new brush heads and bottles of lube and Jade's heart sank even as her lady bits gushed with new excitement.
NO MORE TICKLING. I'LL DO ANYTHING YOU WANT! PLEASE!
YOU ARE ALREADY DOING WHAT I WANT. LAUGH, MY LOVE!
Jade let out a despairing scream as the brush plunged deep into her **** and used the juice to lubricate her perineal bits and once more the tickling destroyed her sanity.
There was a roar and rush of water, Jade felt cold spray on her cheeks but still the tickling never slowed. There was canon fire in the distance. A rock fell from the cave's ceiling.
YOU WILL DIE HERE JADE. LAUGH AND ORGASM UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD FROM THE HEART ATTACKS!!!
More cannons shot somewhere outside the cave and lightning struck some object in the distance. It was enormous and golden, triangular like the tip of a knife and a voice boomed so loudly Jade felt it in her pancreas.
YOU WILL NEVER TAKE MY LOVE. It yelled at the ships assaulting it. I, POSEIDON, LORD OF THE SEAS, ALONG WITH MY BROTHER THOR, SMITE THEE AND DRIVE THEE BACK. BACK, I SAY!!!
As the gods of yore went to war with the royal navy the tickling of Jade's most intimate areas intensified. Not a spot of her crotch was free of foamy cum, whipped into a lather by ultrasonic bristles. Jade's eyes blazed the same brilliant white as her teeth and the pedicure she'd given herself in that porn star style white.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!! Howled Poseidon as a Canon ball ricocheted from one of his prongs and bent it backwards and caught him right on one of his horns. I SMITE THEE! TAKE THAT! AND THAT!
He fired his spear but instead of bullets out came man eating tuna and marlins and they ate the King's sailors.
MY LOVE, YOU WILL BE SAFE NOW. RETURN TO ME WHEN THE TIME IS RIGHT.
Back in her bedroom Jade was laying helpless on a mattress too wet to not be soaked with her own wee and the very familiar feelings of tongue wrapping around her toes was shredding the last threads of her sanity.
Almost eleven hours had passed since she arrived at that party. She'd never make the regatta. The girls would be fucking pissed to say the least. Jade had all the oars and shit in the boot of her Lamborghini.
YOU ARE CLOSE TO ZE DEATH NOW, LEETLE PEEGLET. SOON YOU VIL BE MY ETERNAL LOVE SLAVE.
NEVER! I WILL NEVER… SERVE YOU! She squealed even as she floated above the bed with Russian bat lady's magic.
SOOBMIT TO ME, PINEAPPLE. SOOBMIT TO ME, AND YOU VIL LIVE ETERNAL UNLIFE AS MY MINDLESS FUCKTOY.
Jade had to be honest, that did sound amazing. No mortgage or anything. No cost of living worries, no being forced to pay ten quid per carrier bag because it was too hard to remember to bring her own, no more crying on the living room floor because a game needed an eight thousand gig update and she could only afford Mozambique internet speeds, no more being a slave to the foot freaks of Facebook marketplace demanding she do eleven different sole and arch shots with different colour polish on her toes in each one and all for two shillings and sixpence… nothing. Just eternal bliss as a burned out sex zombie.
I'LL DO IT! she yelled at the woman.
The woman gasped in surprise.
SO EASILY? BUT I HAVE NOT EVEN TICKLED YOUR ASSHOLE, YET, LEETLE JELLY CUBE. YOU SOOBMIT SO EASILY!
JUST LET ME REST! PLEASE!!!1
VEL, SO BE EET.
Jade fell back to the bed with such a force her alarmingly heavy breasts nearly burst at the seams. In a flash she was untied. She threw her head around and glared daggers at her assailant.
OH, LEETLE PENGUIN, WHY ZE FROWNING? YOU VIL LOVE YOUR NEW LIFE IN
But she didn't finish the sentence. Jade had leapt like a flea on roids onto the AR15 and squeezed the trigger and was flying around the room as streams of bullets shot in wild frenzied arcs all over it. Seconds later the magazine was empty and the walls were painted red and Jade picked herself up off the floor and stood over bat lady's corpse and blew the smoke from the barrel.
SKIDADDLE, SKIDOODLE, MUDDERFUCK ERRRRRRRRRRR.
Jade could see the woman's magic slowly starting to heal her. The blood on the walls was disappearing and the bullet holes in it and her body were also vanishing from sight. She had to act fast. She threw open the ottoman beneath the window and picked up three forty five metre rolls of cling film and proceeded to wrap the woman up mummy style like a possessed fiend. She was sweating by the time she was done and when she was done the woman lay there wrapped up ankles to face. Then Jade got some rolls of tape and wrapped it around the ankles and knees and waist and elbows and round and round the head until nothing of the face could be seen except two pink little nostrils. Then she picked the woman up and carried her downstairs into the garden like she was nothing. Jade's thousands of hours hitting the rowing machines and weights was paying off even more than usual.
Before the woman fully regained consciousness and the full use of her powers Jade thrust a bible against her heart and taped that in place too so that the powers wouldn't work. She got a spade from the shed and started to dig a little trench and then rolled the woman into it then refilled the hole with the dirt she'd taken out before.
Soon all that could be seen was two bare feet, easily a size ten or something, and they were glorious. Jade salivated at the arches in particular. They were wrinkling and wriggling, clearly she had woken up and was shocked to find she was buried alive and with something hot against her chest. It started to rain. Jade looked to the skies and two clouds parted and a sun shaft speared the ground around her and a dude with wild hair, a bushy beard and angry face rested a hammer on his shoulder and gave her a thumbs up and a wink. Jade smiled back and waved,
She then remembered something her ex ex ex girlfriend had done one night and ran back inside to the pantry. On one of the shelves was a huge jar of white cream with stringy white fibres inside. She put on a pair of shoulder length gloves and a battery powered respirator and she put on the backpack bit and the hood and pulled down the visa and she took the jar into the garden. She sat down by the bare feet and opened the jar and slathered the white stuff all over the feet, worked it thoroughly between the toes and coated the ankles until they looked like two very heavily iced cakes.
She then stood back and admired her handiwork. She swore she could hear the screams even through the many inches of heavy dirt and the layers of tape and wrap. The feet twitched and writhed a bit but not much. She put a large plant pot over them and abandoned the fiendish woman to her itchy fate. She felt remorse for a few seconds because she could still feel an itch every now and then as one of the fibres her ex had slathered her with had got caught underneath her middle toenail on the left foot and couldn't be removed, but then she remembered how the bat lady wanted her to be a literal slave and didn't feel bad anymore.
She checked the time and saw it was too late for the regatta. They would probably have subbed her by now and the girls would be pissed to say the very least. She could only imagine what they'd do to her later tonight. Especially the more angry ones like Gabi the thick Hungarian chick. Just the thought made Jade's ovaries shake.
It was time for another pedicure. Jade filled the foot spa with warm water and turned it on and relaxed for thirty minutes or so while watching YouTube and while her feet soaked in hot lavender water her phone kept buzzing. It was Gabi sending texts.
YOU'RE DEAD FUCKING MEAT BITCH.
WE'RE FUCKING DONE WITH YOUR FUCKING SHIT ****.
WHEN WE'RE THOUGH WITH YOU YOU'LL BE FUCKING SCREAMING FOR FUCKING DEATH.
And other mean things like that.
Jade replied with a GIF of Sonic kissing Shadow and laid back to enjoy the bubbles bursting between her toes. It tickled a bit but not enough to satisfy her ever present needs. After half an hour she took out one foot and massaged it with exfoliating cream then did the same with the other foot. She rinsed them off in the water and then let them air dry on a towel on the floor. She didn't change the polish on her nails, it was still red and a little chipped so she could remember the wicked hell the women put her through at that weird party.
When they were dry she moisturised them and put her ankle socks on and went to get dressed. She chose black fishnets with suspenders attached to a very high waist thong, a black dress that showed loads of scandalous cleavage and across the tits in the dress was a pentagram, the dress also had a big split right up her right hip, she kept her bed hair look and she wore these nylon arm sleeves with half gloves and holes for the thumb to go through and then put on a little necklace. It was a simple black string with a frog face cartoon character an ex had got her off the interweb and on the reverse side was a snake in a figure right eating its own tail. She looked in the full length mirror in the walk-in fridge where she often went to relax and chill a bit after a hard night's tickling and could barely control the urge to masturbate to the sight of herself. She looked so fucking hot it was actually painful.
Suddenly there was a terrible banging on the front door. Jade opened her phone and in a shaking hand she opened the Ring app and almost dropped her phone with the terror. It was one of the women from the party. She was wearing a dusty apron and a weird sort of shower cap on her head and she was banging the door with a rolling pin. She was screaming at the camera.
I KNOW YOU'RE IN THERE YOUNG LADY. SHOW YOURSELF!!!
Jade wondered what she could want with her. Surely she'd put Jade through enough already? Her feet started to sweat in the fishnets.
AWAY WITH YOU, HAG. BE GONE! She shouted into her phone.
Then shouted it again because it had been on mute.
COME AND FACE ME, PIGWHORE! MY HUSBAND IS IN THE EMERGENCY ROOMS BECAUSE OF YOU!!!
Must have been the guy that fell and banged his head, Jade thought. Then she thought another thing: it would be soooooo fucking bad if Gabi were to show up right now.
Jade almost dropped her phone with horror.
There she was, marching toward the rolling pin woman in all her eastern European glory. She was wearing the tracksuit of the regatta team and it was fighting to restrain her muscular thickness.
OUT OF THE WAY GRANDMA, THE BITCH IS MY PROPERTY TO DESTROY AS I AM SEEING FIT.
YOU WAIT YOUR TURN, MISSY! SHOW SOME RESPECT!!!
As they fought over the rights to Jade, Jade thought quickly. But not quickly enough because Gabi kicked the door down with one powerful roundhouse kick and she and the other lady stormed the threshold like a well rehearsed swat team.
YOU ARE DEAD BITCH!!!!!!
I WILL RESTORE MY FAMILY'S HONOUR!!!
Jade heard them crashing up the stairs like a pair of very angry rhinos and made to run to the bedroom window and make a jump for the oak tree just outside but her knees were weak with the panic and she collapsed into a ball and kept perfectly still so they wouldn't see her.
But it didn't work and they set upon her like wolves on a very tasty looking sheep and in seconds they stretched Jade out on the bed to the point of pulling her arms and legs out of their sockets and Jade's dress was lifted high until it smothered her face and she screamed for mercy but they just laughed and snarled.
The older woman had strong hands and they latched onto Jade's ribs and squeezed for all Jade was worth and then some. She thrashed like she was electrocuted but secretly was thrilled at the experience. The woman clearly knew how to punish a ticklish woman. Gabi meanwhile was shifting forward to sit directly on Jade's face and burying her own fingernails into Jade's sweating armpits hollows. The weight of the two was crushing the air from her and the tickling was painful. Soon she felt like she'd breathed in a litre of gasoline and swallowed a box of lit matches.
But it didn't stop and the fire was spreading to her vagine.
PLEASE STOP YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!
WE UNDERSTAND ALRIGHT, MISSY. YOU'RE GETTING OFF ON THIS AREN'T YOU? FILTHY HUSSY!!! WE KNOW HOW TO DEAL WITH YOUR TYPE!!!!!!1
The woman grabbed hold of Jade's bosoms and squeezed until the nipples popped up like little cherries on buns and held them fast. She motioned to Gabi and Gabi took the hint. She used her fingernails to gently dust the nipples and shockwaves of ecstatic terror rocked Jades world.
In seconds she was getting major orgasms that tore her in two and soaked her mattress.
I'M TOO TIRED PLEASE STOP!!!!
NEVER BITCHDOG, WE WILL NOT STOP UNTIL YOU ARE DEAD!!
suddenly the rest of the regatta team showed up and started to take pictures of the action while high-fiving each other and demanding they each had a go on Jade.
Jade was beside herself with horniness and dread. There were so many people waiting in the queue and she was so tired having not slept in what felt like weeks and the fresh pedicure promised to be too tempting for anyone to resist.
Right on cue two of the girls knelt at the end of the bed and began to feast on Jade's fishnets. They sucked the toes until Jade saw stars, all while the woman massaged her ribs into next week and Gabi worked over the armpits with remorseless intensities.
PLEASE IM GOING TO DIE!!!
WORK HER HARDER, LADIES. HARDER, FASTER, YES, YEEEEEEEEEEEES!!!!
With nowhere to go and no end in sight Jade's mind fled.
She was in her first home with her third husband. The bathroom was humid and steamy, all the mirrors were dripping with droplets of water. Desmond was using a very long wooden spoon to stir the bath water. It was an off yellow colour and smelled of vanilla.
GET IN THE TUB, SLUT! He yelled at Jade.
Jade turned to run but something snatched her hair and she fell back squealing. She realised she was totally nude. Seconds later and she was thrown into the tub of custard. It was warm and thick and viscous between her toes and in her feminine crevices.
GOOD, GOOD. Said Desmond in a husky snarly way. He stood and spooned the custard all over Jade until she was totally off yellow all over her head.
YOU WILL REMAIN HERE FOR SEVENTEEN MINUTES AND EIGHT SECONDS. NO MORE AND NO LESS. OTHERWISE THEY WILL BE ANGRY.
Jade didn't know who they were, but the thought of angry people ravaging her drenched and ticklish body caused her uterus to crackle and splutter like an old car trying to start on a foggy morning.
WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? She asked.
THIS IS WHAT IS WRITTEN IN THE TEXTS, WENCH. THE GOLDEN EGG SHALL BE LAIN BY THE WOMAN BATHED IN THE SOUP OF THE GODS.
I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS!!!
WENCH!!! OUR PLACE IS NOT TO KNOW. ONLY TO DO.
Seventeen minutes and eight seconds later he fished Jade out of the tub and stood her in the middle of the bathroom on a towel they only used for such occasions. He clapped his hands and whistled and the bathroom door opened.
Jade screamed in horrified alarm.
Three women all a head taller than her raced in on all fours, they had tails and ears like cats and were otherwise totally au naturel except for rainbow print leather g strings. They were so tight and snug you could see they were all meticulously shaven down there. They pounced upon Jade and brought her to the ground and pinned her down.
FEAST, MY PRETTIES. EAT YOUR FILL.
Jade squealed with ticklish hell at the sensation of three tongues working her over. They were at her feet, her belly and armpits all at once. They lapped at her ears and neck, her knees and hips, they cleaned every inch over the course of thirty painful minutes and then rolled Jade onto her front and kicked her legs wide open. One of them slapped her hands onto Jade's ass cheeks and spread them as wide as they'd possibly go and dove face first between them.
NOT THERE! NOT THAT! SURELY THERE'S ANOTHER WAY!
But there was no other way and the tongue seemed to get longer and longer until it was tickling Jade from the inside out and she swore she could feel it licking at her own tongue like a really passionate lover. She tried to beg for mercy but her tongue was feeling tied. Then the other two started to eat her toes and Jade erupted in the first of a series of mind shattering orgasmic feelings.
Desmond turned to light the candles.
NOW, TREACLE, WITNESS THE FRUITS OF OUR ENDEAVOURS.
The pentagram cloth in between all the candles started to float and glow in the air. The cat women stopped what they were doing and knelt in respectful prayer positions while Jade gasped and wheezed for air and Desmond raised his hands high and wailed a language Jade didn't understand. Then after a minute he spoke the English again.
WE WELCOME THEE, OH GREAT ONE, TO OUR NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Desmond was lifted in the air and thrown into the tub face first and something invisible held him there until the bubbles stopped and the three cat women started to hiss at something. Then they ran away.
YOU ARE SAFE NOW. Said an invisible voice.
WHO ARE YOU??? Jade asked.
SHE WHO IS UNKWON AND UNKNOWABLE, ESPECIALLY TO MEN.
DO YOU HAVE A NAME?!
NONE THAT MORTALS MAY PRONOUNCE WITHOUT GOING INSANE.
Then a figure appeared before Jade. A towering woman with wings and a body with such athleticism Jade felt frightened and drunk by it. She was so tall she had to stoop to avoid hitting the ceiling, like a too big Christmas tree. She was naked except a pair of gladiator sandals and her feet were beyond exquisite. Jade reached out to touch them.
UNWISE, LITTLE MOOSE. BUT YOU ARE A FASCINATING CREATURE. I SHALL BE SEEING YOU AROUND SOME TIME. YOU WILL KNOW ME WHEN YOU SEE ME. THIS I VOW.
BUT WAIT, I MUST... I MUST HAVE YOU!!
But the figure dissipated into golden dust as if it were never there.
Suddenly Jade was back on her bed and the woman had unscrewed the end of her rolling pin and revealed the vibrator head attachment and was brutally working over Jade's love box while the others stood around and watched and smoked drugs. Jade was lost in a sea of orgasm and then a scream was heard downstairs. The women raced down to see what was happening but the apron woman continued in her quest to reduce Jade's cookie to nothing but a beaten pulp.
More screams from downstairs and a strangled sound from one of the girls and they ran from the house in tears of terror. Then there was stamping on the stairs, slow and full of suspense. Thud, thud, thud, and Jade could just see through her orgasmic haze the tip of a wing.
The woman looked over her shoulder and screamed in horror. She threw her rolling pin at the creature and made a mad dash to the window. Without a second of thought she hurled herself through it and landed perfectly on her motorcycle and sped into the sunset, leaving Jade to her fate.
YOU ARE RUTHLESS, LITTLE OYSTER.
LEAVE ME ALONE! I'VE BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH FOR ONE DAY!
I MAKE THE RULES HERE, AND I CAN SEE THAT YOUR DELIGHTFUL SQUISH MITTEN STILL HAS SOME GO IN IT.
The winged woman screamed something incomprehensible and Jade floated above the bed in a starfish position. Suddenly her feet were lifting up and being pressed down beside her ears and then crossed behind her head. Her elbows were tucked snug into the pit of her knees and Jade had the perfect view of her own genitalia.
YOU! YOU KILLED MY DESMOND!!
HE ENDED HIS OWN LIFE THE MOMENT HE GOOGLED MY NAME, LITTLE HADDOCK.
WHAT HAVE I DONE TO DESERVE THIS!?
But the creature did not respond to Jade's interviewing. Instead it traced the tip of its magical wing right in the centre of poor Jade's exhausted cunny and started to vibrate. Jade began to orgasm like never before and one of her feet unhooked from its position and made its way to her own lips. With zero conscious control, Jade began to worship her own foot as the goddess figure ravaged her. The nail of her big toe was scratching the roof of her mouth and making her eyes stream water.
I HAVE GIVEN YOU MANY CHANCES, LITTLE CUCUMBER. ALL OF WHICH YOU HAVE FAILED TO RECOGNISE. NOW, YOU WILL NEVER FORGET ME. YOU WILL SERVE FOR ALL ETERNITY AS MY
SENSELESS FUCKTOY AND FOOTBITCH.
NEVER! Jade spluttered though her own pedicure. I SHALL NEVER... SERVE YOU!!!
the thing threw her head back and laughed and such was the booming it made the air vibrate and it tickled Jade's bare skin.
SO BE IT. DIE IN TICKLISH AGONIES!!
suddenly every single nerve ending in Jade's body was assaulted by the feeling of those magical feathers and Jade was struck utterly dumb by the sensations. Minutes later she was on the verge of unconsciousness but some force kept her from slipping away.
I WILL KEEP YOU IN THIS STATE FOR THE REST OF YOUR DAYS!!!
Jade was cracking. It was too much even for one with such a powerful tickling fetish as hers. It was tickling underneath her toenails, in the tiny spaces between each tooth, underneath her eyelids, everywhere. It was too much for a mortal to handle.
And then there was an explosion. The roof of the house burst into a million pieces and the clouds parted once more.
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO screamed the winged creature and Jade fell to the bed in a heap of sweaty ticklish flesh.
YOU SHALL CEASE YOUR MEDDLING, HARPEE. Yelled a figure in the sky Jade recognised from old story books, and the winged beast disappeared from sight.
I MUST SLEEP. I MUST SLEEP!! Jade screamed with tiredness.
The house was put back together again in mere seconds before any of the neighbours saw anything had happened and the guy in the sky hushed Jade.
THERE, THERE. SLEEP NOW, MY LOVE.
Jade just had enough energy to look up at the sky out the window and notice a twinkle at the tip of a golden spear as the clouds returned.
THANK... YOU... she said.
And she fell asleep for a long time.
Ecks Dee.
