So my stupidly long titles once again run into the character limit and keep me from throwing in all of the tags. I should probably work on that. This is another upperbody focused chapter.
I recommend going back to read Part 1 for some context.
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"What's up with this city? Is everyone here just a complete pervert?" Hikari muttered to herself. It'd been a long day. A giant squid-like monster with more tentacles than she could count had been let loose in the middle of the city. For reasons only its creator could explain, or possibly someone who watched a good deal more of that type of porn than she did, the monster had immediately begun grabbing whatever legally-aged women it could reach, using its special mucus to strip them naked, then put its tentacles to use expertly masturbating them to one orgasm after another out in the middle of the street. Hacking her way through the mass of tentacles on her way to destroy its core while simultaneously defending against being captured and subjected to the same treatment had been exhausting. On top of that, the sizable crowd of onlookers who couldn't have more completely failed to hide their disappointment that she hadn't become its latest victim and not-inconsiderable number of women who had been serving as its playthings that'd been upset that it was over was the headache-inducing icing on the cake.
The white-haired magical girl was currently taking a shortcut through the back alleys on her way back home. All she wanted was to get to her apartment as quickly as possible, take a shower, and get back to playing the new game she'd just bought. Though she had to say that there was one benefit of being utterly drenched in monster blood and casually carrying around a large sword: nobody wanted to get in her way. Shady businessmen, prostitutes, and even some groups of yakuza who would normally harrass a young woman found alone in a back alley like her were practically tripping over themselves in order to get out of her way. She was just about to pass by the latest conman, one of those shabby little fortune telling setups that pop up every once in a while in the shadier parts of town, when she stopped and did a double take.
"Oh my. Did something about my humble little stand catch your attention? Are you, perhaps, interested in the strange... and mythical?" asked the woman sitting behind the crystal ball. The stand was more "sad" than "humble" by Hikari's estimation. The woman was wearing a rather shabby looking black hooded robe and sitting at a small table covered by a table cloth that reached all the way to the ground. The table was just large enough to house the two metal folding chairs placed around it and the crystal ball so cheap it was obviously plastic even in the back alley's poor lighting. But Hikari didn't care about any of that. What caused her to stop was that the woman was clearly her archnemisis Hilda.
"...Hilda, is that you?" she asked in bewilderment.
"Hi, Hikari," Hilda replied with a sheepish grin.
"What's with this? Is the pay in your organization so crap you have to take sketchy side jobs like this to make ends meet or something?" The magical girl had to hand it to the busty blonde career criminal. She'd been convinced that she was too irritated by the debacle with the tentacle monster to put up with anything else for today, but the mere sight of the villainess was getting her to at least throw out some snark. There was something about the woman that compelled her to engage in banter.
"Nah, you see... It's because..." Hilda averted her gaze in embarrassment, then sighed. "Look, it's because the kidnapping bots we bought from another villain group turned out to be pieces of junk. A total waste of the money we spent on them. They're made out of some pretty good materials and can restrain even some of the stronger heroes, but the software they came with is so impractical it kinda kills the entire point of the things. Turns out you have to have whoever you're going to nab stand still within their range for a good minute or two while it grabs them. I needed to do something to convince you to stand still for a bit so the one I brought along could properly lock on to you." Hikari barely had time to process what she'd just heard when she felt metal hands wrap around her wrists and ankles.
"What the!? Hey, that hurts!" she cried as the hands twisted her wrist hard enough to make her drop her sword. She looked down to see sets of flexible metallic appendages snaking out across the ground from underneath the table to where she was standing. Hilda was sighing with exasperation when she looked back up.
"I'll admit, I'm honestly kinda surprised this worked. Of all of the ideas my coworkers helped me come up with, this was easily the worst of them all. The only reason I gave it a shot was because Brandon from HR bet me lunch that I couldn't get you with it. Kinda makes me wonder why I bother trying when it's possible to beat you with something like this."
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Hikari soon found herself standing naked in a bathtub. It had turned out that Hilda's kidnapping robot was strong enough to lift her into the air and the villainess had had her carried straight to what she presumed was Hilda's apartment, where she'd been forcibly stripped naked and chained up. Her wrists were locked in manacles dangling from the ceiling and her ankles were similarly shackled to the floor of the tub. The setup was just the right length to leave her completely stretched out with barely any room to bring her arms down or kick. While being forcibly stripped naked and tied up by her archnemisis had been mortifying, and her place of bondage being in a bathtub of all things was certainly confusing, what currently had her blushing and trying to find something interesting to look at was that Hilda was currently disrobing right in front of her.
"What are you doing?" the bound magical girl asked. She was too embarrassed watching Hilda disrobe to look at her, but at the same time couldn't keep herself from constantly stealing glances at the busty blonde's increasingly exposed body.
"Getting in with you. No offense, but you kinda reek right now and I'm not too into the whole 'blood-splattered' aesthetic to begin with," Hilda explained.
"Can't you just untie me and let me bathe myself?"
"Yeah, no." Hilda finished tossing her underwear in a clothes hamper alongside Hikari's bloodstained outfit and stepped into the tub behind the magical girl. The villainess grabbed the detachable shower head and began rinsing Hikari off. The bound magical girl eventually relaxed feeling the hot water wash over her. She'd been expecting Hilda to do something to her as revenge for tickle torturing her the last time they'd met, but it was looking like this really was just a quick bath to wash off the blood.
Her hopes were dashed at the sensation of a set of nails oh so lightly making contact on her forearm right beneath her manacles. She tensed up feeling the nails slowly begin to trace their way down her arm. When the nails inevitably made their way down to her armpits and began lightly tracing circles around the outer perimeter of her pits she was left gritting her teeth. It only grew worse when Hilda put the shower head back in its holder and repeated the process with her other hand on Hikari's other side. The magical girl was left trembling in her bondage by the time the second hand joined in in gently teasing her pits.
"Hilda... please, no. Not that," she begged.
"Not what? All I'm doing is helping wipe you down." The amusement in her tormentor's voice was almost palpable. Hikari squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to block the ticklish sensations out. It didn't help. If anything, it only made things worse since she was now only focusing on the sound of Hilda's voice and the sensation of the nails gently scratching, fluttering, and tracing around her pits.
She utterly hated how the villainess was toying with her. Hilda seemed to be making a game out of slowly spiraling her nails inwards towards the depths of her armpits only to randomly go in reverse to slowly work her way back out. The building tension was quickly becoming worse than the ticklish teasing. Hikari was left torn between wanting the hard tickling to begin immediately to get it over with and praying that it never went past the teasing phase so she wouldn't have to discover how badly Hilda was going to make her suffer once she started torturing her in earnest.
But as she expected, she didn't actually have a choice in the matter. Her mind was going wild trying to remember how she'd tickle tortured Hilda the last time they'd met. She was trying to predict how the villainess would tickle her based on what she'd done before, but ultimately failed to predict where Hilda's hands were going next. Hikari squealed with surprise, then broke out chortling with laughter when Hilda's nails unexpectedly jumped forward to start spidering across her breasts.
"You had so much fun with my breasts, didn't you? Too bad you didn't treat them right. THIS is what you should've been doing," taunted Hilda's voice in her ear. The villainess' nails spidered all across Hikari's shapely breasts. They poked, tapped, and fluttered around before lightly tracing down the sides. Once they reached the bottom, her tormentor brought her hands up to squeeze and roll her nipples in between her thumbs and forefingers. Hikari couldn't believe how badly it tickled. She'd never had anyone touch her privates before, but from the porn she'd seen and the testimonies of her classmates she'd been expecting having her breasts touched to feel amazing. Instead she was soon beside herself with laughter, letting out a shriek before descending into maddened cackling whenever she felt her nipples get squeezed or tugged.
"OH GOHOHOHD! NOHOT THEHEHERE! PLEAHAHAHASEHAHAHA NOT THEHEHEREHEHEHEHE!" she screamed. She attempted to pull back to get away from the fingers, but soon found herself pressing against a pair of delightfully firm mounds of flesh. Despite how nice she found it, the tickling was too much for her to concentrate on the feeling of Hilda's E-cup breasts pressing into her back. Hilda took advantage of her position to use her chest to push Hikari forward as far as she could. The captive magical girl soon found herself leaning forward, pushing her ticklish tits forward into her tormentor's fingers with no room to struggle back away from them. The apartment was completely dominated by her agonized laughter.
Their position also left Hikari's taut stomach stretched tight. Hilda took advantage of that to roam her fingers down to explore across the sensitive expanse. Hikari found that it didn't tickle nearly as much, but feeling those nails scratch all across her tummy still left her guffawing in agony. She screamed whenever the nails slipped inside her bellybutton to tease the super-sensitive walls within before dipping back out to resume tickling around for the next few minutes. She prayed that the torture was finally over when she felt Hilda take her hands away.
"Did you know that I have one of those adjustable shower heads? It turns out one of the settings is one of the super concentrated jets straight out the middle. I never use it. The last time I did I felt it hit my armpit, and it tickled so bad I had to turn off the shower." Hikari froze hearing Hilda's next words. She looked down and realized to her horror that the villainess was holding the center of the shower head barely an inch away from her bellybutton.
"Oh god, no. Please. Have mercy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I tickled you before. Please! NOOOOHOHOHOHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hilda took some time to enjoy Hikari's frightened begging for her not to do it, then used her free hand to turn the water back on. The resulting screams of laughter were music to her ears. Hikari struggled as hard as she could to get the concentrated spray of water out of her bellybutton, but Hilda's wrapped her arm around her waist to hold her still. The resulting several minutes of non-stop bellybutton torture was pure hell for the magical girl. Her ear-splitting screams and laughter continued for several minutes thanks to Hilda carefully changing up the angle of the shower head to randomly concentrate on the walls or center. Hikari was reduced to a gasping, wheezing, trembling wreck when she finally turned the water back off.
"Such a naughty little thing," Hilda chuckled. Hikari gasped feeling one of the hands slowly move down to begin stroking her pussy. She felt the other hand creep around to seize one of her breasts. The touch tickled like before, but accompanied with the whole hand deeply kneading it became an exciting, electric feeling. The naked, captive magical girl shivered at the sensation. The words cut deeper than she'd have liked. She'd taken enough of an interest in tickle torture since she'd tickled Hilda to know that becoming involuntarily turned on from being tickled was completely normal, but the torture had left her mind in shambles. She couldn't help but feel shame for having gotten wet from being tortured by her archnemisis or how that very same woman was reducing her to a gasping, moaning, trembling ball of desire under her skillful ministrations.
"You want, this don't you? You want me to go inside of you," Hilda huskily whispered in her ear.
"Yes... please. Please touch me." Despite her shame, Hikari found herself begging for more. It simply felt too good to resist. She snuggled back against the giant breasts rubbing against her back, happy to finally get to enjoy the sensation now that the tickling was over, while pushing her hips forward as far as her bondage would allow into those heavenly fingers. Hilda nuzzled her face up against her and practically purred.
"No..." Hikari groaned with disappointment feeling the hands suddenly leave, then broke out screaming at the sensation of a pair of brushes making contact to madly scrub inside the depths of her armpits. Hilda had grabbed a pair of soft-tipped shampoo brushes and was putting them to work utterly destroying her ticklish pits. Having gone from experiencing being masturbated by someone else for the first time to even worse tickling than before broke the poor girl. She was left her too consumed with howling and screaming with agonized laughter to even bring up the concentration to beg. Her entire world was consumed by the hell of being completely dominated with tickling.
"You were oh-so-kind to leave me unfulfilled last time, so I figured I'd return the favor. How does it feel, being tickle tortured instead of allowed to cum? I'm going to make certain that this feeling is engraved so deeply into you that you'll never, ever forget it."
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Hilda had spent the next couple hours torturing her with a combination of the brushes, focused spray of the shower head, and her fingers, making certain to wind her back up by loving stroking her pussy to resume the tease-and-denial torture whenever Hikari was too overwhelmed by the tickling to cum. The magical girl was so worn out she couldn't even stand by the end. After a final rinse and quick towel down, Hilda had untied her only to carry her to the bedroom to be restrained spread eagle to the bed with leather cuffs. Hikari could only squeeze her eyes shut in fear watching her tormentor's wicked hands begin to reach towards her breasts again, fully expecting the horrible tickling to start over.
"Don't worry, I won't tickle you anymore." Hikari shrieked feeling the nails give her one last flick across her nipples. "For now, at least." Nails began teasingly poking down her legs, across her ankles, and come to rest gently on the arches of her feet. "Tomorrow, I'm going to explore the rest of you. These soft, tender soles of yours must be oh-so-jealous of having been left out today. I'm going to have to make it up to them. With interest." Hikari felt a blanket get tossed over her body, followed by Hilda's mocking laughter as the villainess left the room. Hikari was left in the darkened room with only her own sobs of misery to accompany her to sleep.
On to Part 3
I recommend going back to read Part 1 for some context.
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"What's up with this city? Is everyone here just a complete pervert?" Hikari muttered to herself. It'd been a long day. A giant squid-like monster with more tentacles than she could count had been let loose in the middle of the city. For reasons only its creator could explain, or possibly someone who watched a good deal more of that type of porn than she did, the monster had immediately begun grabbing whatever legally-aged women it could reach, using its special mucus to strip them naked, then put its tentacles to use expertly masturbating them to one orgasm after another out in the middle of the street. Hacking her way through the mass of tentacles on her way to destroy its core while simultaneously defending against being captured and subjected to the same treatment had been exhausting. On top of that, the sizable crowd of onlookers who couldn't have more completely failed to hide their disappointment that she hadn't become its latest victim and not-inconsiderable number of women who had been serving as its playthings that'd been upset that it was over was the headache-inducing icing on the cake.
The white-haired magical girl was currently taking a shortcut through the back alleys on her way back home. All she wanted was to get to her apartment as quickly as possible, take a shower, and get back to playing the new game she'd just bought. Though she had to say that there was one benefit of being utterly drenched in monster blood and casually carrying around a large sword: nobody wanted to get in her way. Shady businessmen, prostitutes, and even some groups of yakuza who would normally harrass a young woman found alone in a back alley like her were practically tripping over themselves in order to get out of her way. She was just about to pass by the latest conman, one of those shabby little fortune telling setups that pop up every once in a while in the shadier parts of town, when she stopped and did a double take.
"Oh my. Did something about my humble little stand catch your attention? Are you, perhaps, interested in the strange... and mythical?" asked the woman sitting behind the crystal ball. The stand was more "sad" than "humble" by Hikari's estimation. The woman was wearing a rather shabby looking black hooded robe and sitting at a small table covered by a table cloth that reached all the way to the ground. The table was just large enough to house the two metal folding chairs placed around it and the crystal ball so cheap it was obviously plastic even in the back alley's poor lighting. But Hikari didn't care about any of that. What caused her to stop was that the woman was clearly her archnemisis Hilda.
"...Hilda, is that you?" she asked in bewilderment.
"Hi, Hikari," Hilda replied with a sheepish grin.
"What's with this? Is the pay in your organization so crap you have to take sketchy side jobs like this to make ends meet or something?" The magical girl had to hand it to the busty blonde career criminal. She'd been convinced that she was too irritated by the debacle with the tentacle monster to put up with anything else for today, but the mere sight of the villainess was getting her to at least throw out some snark. There was something about the woman that compelled her to engage in banter.
"Nah, you see... It's because..." Hilda averted her gaze in embarrassment, then sighed. "Look, it's because the kidnapping bots we bought from another villain group turned out to be pieces of junk. A total waste of the money we spent on them. They're made out of some pretty good materials and can restrain even some of the stronger heroes, but the software they came with is so impractical it kinda kills the entire point of the things. Turns out you have to have whoever you're going to nab stand still within their range for a good minute or two while it grabs them. I needed to do something to convince you to stand still for a bit so the one I brought along could properly lock on to you." Hikari barely had time to process what she'd just heard when she felt metal hands wrap around her wrists and ankles.
"What the!? Hey, that hurts!" she cried as the hands twisted her wrist hard enough to make her drop her sword. She looked down to see sets of flexible metallic appendages snaking out across the ground from underneath the table to where she was standing. Hilda was sighing with exasperation when she looked back up.
"I'll admit, I'm honestly kinda surprised this worked. Of all of the ideas my coworkers helped me come up with, this was easily the worst of them all. The only reason I gave it a shot was because Brandon from HR bet me lunch that I couldn't get you with it. Kinda makes me wonder why I bother trying when it's possible to beat you with something like this."
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Hikari soon found herself standing naked in a bathtub. It had turned out that Hilda's kidnapping robot was strong enough to lift her into the air and the villainess had had her carried straight to what she presumed was Hilda's apartment, where she'd been forcibly stripped naked and chained up. Her wrists were locked in manacles dangling from the ceiling and her ankles were similarly shackled to the floor of the tub. The setup was just the right length to leave her completely stretched out with barely any room to bring her arms down or kick. While being forcibly stripped naked and tied up by her archnemisis had been mortifying, and her place of bondage being in a bathtub of all things was certainly confusing, what currently had her blushing and trying to find something interesting to look at was that Hilda was currently disrobing right in front of her.
"What are you doing?" the bound magical girl asked. She was too embarrassed watching Hilda disrobe to look at her, but at the same time couldn't keep herself from constantly stealing glances at the busty blonde's increasingly exposed body.
"Getting in with you. No offense, but you kinda reek right now and I'm not too into the whole 'blood-splattered' aesthetic to begin with," Hilda explained.
"Can't you just untie me and let me bathe myself?"
"Yeah, no." Hilda finished tossing her underwear in a clothes hamper alongside Hikari's bloodstained outfit and stepped into the tub behind the magical girl. The villainess grabbed the detachable shower head and began rinsing Hikari off. The bound magical girl eventually relaxed feeling the hot water wash over her. She'd been expecting Hilda to do something to her as revenge for tickle torturing her the last time they'd met, but it was looking like this really was just a quick bath to wash off the blood.
Her hopes were dashed at the sensation of a set of nails oh so lightly making contact on her forearm right beneath her manacles. She tensed up feeling the nails slowly begin to trace their way down her arm. When the nails inevitably made their way down to her armpits and began lightly tracing circles around the outer perimeter of her pits she was left gritting her teeth. It only grew worse when Hilda put the shower head back in its holder and repeated the process with her other hand on Hikari's other side. The magical girl was left trembling in her bondage by the time the second hand joined in in gently teasing her pits.
"Hilda... please, no. Not that," she begged.
"Not what? All I'm doing is helping wipe you down." The amusement in her tormentor's voice was almost palpable. Hikari squeezed her eyes shut in an attempt to block the ticklish sensations out. It didn't help. If anything, it only made things worse since she was now only focusing on the sound of Hilda's voice and the sensation of the nails gently scratching, fluttering, and tracing around her pits.
She utterly hated how the villainess was toying with her. Hilda seemed to be making a game out of slowly spiraling her nails inwards towards the depths of her armpits only to randomly go in reverse to slowly work her way back out. The building tension was quickly becoming worse than the ticklish teasing. Hikari was left torn between wanting the hard tickling to begin immediately to get it over with and praying that it never went past the teasing phase so she wouldn't have to discover how badly Hilda was going to make her suffer once she started torturing her in earnest.
But as she expected, she didn't actually have a choice in the matter. Her mind was going wild trying to remember how she'd tickle tortured Hilda the last time they'd met. She was trying to predict how the villainess would tickle her based on what she'd done before, but ultimately failed to predict where Hilda's hands were going next. Hikari squealed with surprise, then broke out chortling with laughter when Hilda's nails unexpectedly jumped forward to start spidering across her breasts.
"You had so much fun with my breasts, didn't you? Too bad you didn't treat them right. THIS is what you should've been doing," taunted Hilda's voice in her ear. The villainess' nails spidered all across Hikari's shapely breasts. They poked, tapped, and fluttered around before lightly tracing down the sides. Once they reached the bottom, her tormentor brought her hands up to squeeze and roll her nipples in between her thumbs and forefingers. Hikari couldn't believe how badly it tickled. She'd never had anyone touch her privates before, but from the porn she'd seen and the testimonies of her classmates she'd been expecting having her breasts touched to feel amazing. Instead she was soon beside herself with laughter, letting out a shriek before descending into maddened cackling whenever she felt her nipples get squeezed or tugged.
"OH GOHOHOHD! NOHOT THEHEHERE! PLEAHAHAHASEHAHAHA NOT THEHEHEREHEHEHEHE!" she screamed. She attempted to pull back to get away from the fingers, but soon found herself pressing against a pair of delightfully firm mounds of flesh. Despite how nice she found it, the tickling was too much for her to concentrate on the feeling of Hilda's E-cup breasts pressing into her back. Hilda took advantage of her position to use her chest to push Hikari forward as far as she could. The captive magical girl soon found herself leaning forward, pushing her ticklish tits forward into her tormentor's fingers with no room to struggle back away from them. The apartment was completely dominated by her agonized laughter.
Their position also left Hikari's taut stomach stretched tight. Hilda took advantage of that to roam her fingers down to explore across the sensitive expanse. Hikari found that it didn't tickle nearly as much, but feeling those nails scratch all across her tummy still left her guffawing in agony. She screamed whenever the nails slipped inside her bellybutton to tease the super-sensitive walls within before dipping back out to resume tickling around for the next few minutes. She prayed that the torture was finally over when she felt Hilda take her hands away.
"Did you know that I have one of those adjustable shower heads? It turns out one of the settings is one of the super concentrated jets straight out the middle. I never use it. The last time I did I felt it hit my armpit, and it tickled so bad I had to turn off the shower." Hikari froze hearing Hilda's next words. She looked down and realized to her horror that the villainess was holding the center of the shower head barely an inch away from her bellybutton.
"Oh god, no. Please. Have mercy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I tickled you before. Please! NOOOOHOHOHOHEHEHEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Hilda took some time to enjoy Hikari's frightened begging for her not to do it, then used her free hand to turn the water back on. The resulting screams of laughter were music to her ears. Hikari struggled as hard as she could to get the concentrated spray of water out of her bellybutton, but Hilda's wrapped her arm around her waist to hold her still. The resulting several minutes of non-stop bellybutton torture was pure hell for the magical girl. Her ear-splitting screams and laughter continued for several minutes thanks to Hilda carefully changing up the angle of the shower head to randomly concentrate on the walls or center. Hikari was reduced to a gasping, wheezing, trembling wreck when she finally turned the water back off.
"Such a naughty little thing," Hilda chuckled. Hikari gasped feeling one of the hands slowly move down to begin stroking her pussy. She felt the other hand creep around to seize one of her breasts. The touch tickled like before, but accompanied with the whole hand deeply kneading it became an exciting, electric feeling. The naked, captive magical girl shivered at the sensation. The words cut deeper than she'd have liked. She'd taken enough of an interest in tickle torture since she'd tickled Hilda to know that becoming involuntarily turned on from being tickled was completely normal, but the torture had left her mind in shambles. She couldn't help but feel shame for having gotten wet from being tortured by her archnemisis or how that very same woman was reducing her to a gasping, moaning, trembling ball of desire under her skillful ministrations.
"You want, this don't you? You want me to go inside of you," Hilda huskily whispered in her ear.
"Yes... please. Please touch me." Despite her shame, Hikari found herself begging for more. It simply felt too good to resist. She snuggled back against the giant breasts rubbing against her back, happy to finally get to enjoy the sensation now that the tickling was over, while pushing her hips forward as far as her bondage would allow into those heavenly fingers. Hilda nuzzled her face up against her and practically purred.
"No..." Hikari groaned with disappointment feeling the hands suddenly leave, then broke out screaming at the sensation of a pair of brushes making contact to madly scrub inside the depths of her armpits. Hilda had grabbed a pair of soft-tipped shampoo brushes and was putting them to work utterly destroying her ticklish pits. Having gone from experiencing being masturbated by someone else for the first time to even worse tickling than before broke the poor girl. She was left her too consumed with howling and screaming with agonized laughter to even bring up the concentration to beg. Her entire world was consumed by the hell of being completely dominated with tickling.
"You were oh-so-kind to leave me unfulfilled last time, so I figured I'd return the favor. How does it feel, being tickle tortured instead of allowed to cum? I'm going to make certain that this feeling is engraved so deeply into you that you'll never, ever forget it."
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Hilda had spent the next couple hours torturing her with a combination of the brushes, focused spray of the shower head, and her fingers, making certain to wind her back up by loving stroking her pussy to resume the tease-and-denial torture whenever Hikari was too overwhelmed by the tickling to cum. The magical girl was so worn out she couldn't even stand by the end. After a final rinse and quick towel down, Hilda had untied her only to carry her to the bedroom to be restrained spread eagle to the bed with leather cuffs. Hikari could only squeeze her eyes shut in fear watching her tormentor's wicked hands begin to reach towards her breasts again, fully expecting the horrible tickling to start over.
"Don't worry, I won't tickle you anymore." Hikari shrieked feeling the nails give her one last flick across her nipples. "For now, at least." Nails began teasingly poking down her legs, across her ankles, and come to rest gently on the arches of her feet. "Tomorrow, I'm going to explore the rest of you. These soft, tender soles of yours must be oh-so-jealous of having been left out today. I'm going to have to make it up to them. With interest." Hikari felt a blanket get tossed over her body, followed by Hilda's mocking laughter as the villainess left the room. Hikari was left in the darkened room with only her own sobs of misery to accompany her to sleep.
On to Part 3
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