Jaynin
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Random story segment that came to mind at work. Enjoy.
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"Hehehehehe... no, stop. Please. Don't make me do it again, it tickles..."
"Shh." Xsara V'sil's hand walked along Jelex's thigh, up and over her hip, so she could tickle at the tired elf's soft side with her nails, gently teasing them up and down. The exhausted girl giggled, flopping about on her back, but with her hands tied behind her back and her legs trapped between Xsara's, there was little she could do, especially after having endured so much teasing already. It wasn't even that it was full-on tickling torture, Jelex reflected, her face flushed and chest heaving as she panted. It was that Xsara was relentless in teasing her sensitive spots, making her 'exercise' in Xsara's presence so that those wicked nails could explore every inch of the elf's taut, sensitive flesh. She always tickled slowly, but oh so precisely, finding those little creases and corners that drove the elf to hysterics, all while wearing that wicked teasing smile that turned Jelex's insides to jelly and seemed to sap the ability to fight back right out of her.
At least, that's how it felt. At first, Jelex had been her normal self, thrashing and hysterical while getting tickled, but Xsara's cajoling voice had eased her into something far more devastating; gentle tickling that took place while Jelex attempted to hold an exposed position. Jelex had formed an arch, her hands and feet on the ground, and quivered madly while Xsara's fingers raked against her ribs for five minutes, shamelessly rolling her top back so that every delicious inch of Jelex's ribs were exposed, and pulling her shorts and underwear down dangerously low, so low that Jelex feared they might drop off, but only just enough to let Xsara's fingers explore terribly ticklish cracks and lines... That line made by Jelex's hips as they sloped down to her pubic bone was an unbearably weak point, as well as when Xsara's fingers had slipped a slim, soft feather into the crack of her buttocks. The attention in and around her sensitive points was driving Jelex beyond the edge of desire even as her exhausted body slowly lost its strength from the teasing.
Xsara was an enigma, and she knew it, teasing Jelex with her mystique and opaque motives... Seemingly so cold in a public setting, she was still calculating and efficient in private, but capable of fiery desires if she permitted herself to indulge... and even that was controlled and calculated, as if she were teasing herself by only allowing the rush to trickle out at a steady pace and so prolong its euphoric effects on herself. Jelex hadn't changed out of her exercise top and shorts, and Xsara was wearing leggings and a one-piece exercise top, looking for all the world like some fiendish exercise instructor as her raven-black hair fell loosely down her back, not sweaty or tangled, still pristine as it had been earlier in the day during her class. Jelex by contrast was flushed and breathing hard, blonde hair a mess and her face smudged with sweat and tears. And yet somehow she couldn't bring herself to be angry with Xsara... something about this entire situation was setting her off in a big way, dulling her sense of action and making her vulnerable to the precise tweaks and teases of the raven-haired woman. She was always doing something that threw Jelex entirely off...
Such as right now, when she leaned over, kissed the elf on the cheek, and mussed her hair fondly. "You're a mess," she said, in a caring tone. "We're done for today. Go ahead and take a shower, and then come to the kitchen. I'm going to make dinner - I bet you're starving after that workout, mm?"Jelex could only nod, taken aback by the display of tenderness. "Make sure you put these filthy clothes in the hamper so I can wash them. I'll lay out some new clothes for you while you wash down, all right?" Finally, Xsara untied Jelex's wrists, and the elf girl stretched sore limbs before standing up, nodding acquiescence to Xsara's command, and then headed off in the direction of the bathroom, which Xsara pointed her to. Xsara gave her a smack on the behind before heading to the kitchen, struggling to restrain herself and forcing her concentration to focus on the meal she was going to make.
Jelex found the bathroom to be much wider and nicer than the one she was used to using at the school's dormitory. Stripping off sweaty clothes, she leaned into the shower and turned on the water, letting it balance itself out and become warm. Xsara had a stall shower that was about the same dimensions as a normal bathtub/shower combination would have been, so Jelex slid open the door to adjust the water before closing it and leaning back out, waiting for the temperature to adjust... and she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror that was on the wall opposite the door. Jelex couldn't help but grin. Even sweaty and tired, she struck a pose, admiring her tight body and firm C-cup breasts. It was no wonder Xsara had chosen her to chase, Jelex thought, grinning - and then wondering why she was so proud of that. Shouldn't she be trying to escape? But the shower was starting to steam, and Jelex opened the sliding door and shut it behind her, feeling the warm water caress her body, and the bliss it brought washed away all of her other concerns for the moment. Xsara had nice shampoo and body lotion, and Jelex helped herself to it, cleansing her tired form. At one point during her shower, Jelex heard Xsara come in, empty the hamper, and presumably lay out fresh clothes and a towel for her, and so when Jelex had finished and stepped out of the shower, she grabbed for the fluffy pink towel and vigorously started to dry herself off, brushing her hair a little so it laid straight instead of tangled and then considered the clothing...
"What the heck...?" Jelex muttered to herself, looking at what Xsara had given her. A pair of red thong panties, a pair of light blue exercise shorts, and a small sleeveless tank top, no bra. The kind of clothing that would likely have gotten her a detention had she worn it to class. "Where did she get something like this?" The sense of confusion was compounded when Jelex tried them on and found that, while the clothing was obviously tight, it all fit her. Skin tingling with the warm aftermath of her shower, Jelex stepped out of the shower room, finding the relative cool of the outside air to be pleasant, and headed back to the kitchen. There, she saw Xsara bustling over the stove and a few plates of food already on the table, but that wasn't what made Jelex stop and stare. Xsara had changed her clothing as well, and was wearing what Jelex could only assume was a filmy black negligee... her tanned, shapely legs were bare, soft leather slippers on her feet, but aside from that she wore nothing else.
"Sit down, Jelex. I made something I think you'll like." Jelex took a seat, and Xsara served her a dish that was unfamiliar but smelled good; it seemed like some kind of spicy beef with noodles, and some salad on the side that Jelex ignored as her suddenly rumbling stomach reminded her that she'd been through quite a lot without eating. It was now dark outside, and so Jelex put aside any misgivings she might have had and ravenously attacked her food. Xsara smiled. "Eat more slowly so you don't get an upset stomach. I don't want you making yourself sick." Jelex slowed down only marginally, and Xsara chuckled, a far smaller portion of the dish on her plate, while she ate the salad first. She watched Jelex eat, the girl's still-damp hair falling down over her ears only to be hurriedly tucked away so she could go back to her feast. When Jelex had finally seemed to have her fill, some time later, Xsara asked her casually, "So, what made you decide to tickle my foot?"
"I didn't tickle you," Jelex replied around a mouthful of food. "I already told you that."
"Nonsense. Why deny it, Jelex?" Xsara asked, a smirk on her face. "Surely you must have been enjoying yourself to bursting, waiting for me to be disabled and distracted with my lecture, and then cleverly disabling my foot so that you'd have full access to it. But I'd imagine things didn't work out for you, did they?" Xsara asked. "Oh, you didn't get to see me squeal like a little girl and embarrass myself in front of the class. You tried, and tried very hard, but it just didn't work." Jelex still seemed nonplussed. Maybe she hadn't done it after all, but Xsara was following a different purpose now. "But I was impressed nonetheless, that you managed to sneak up on me. And then you managed to get away without being seen. Furthermore, your technique was very clever - the massages, the ice, the soft brush... because you did such a good job, even though you failed, I'll tell you a secret." Xsara's eyes were sparkling, but her smile was full of predatory menace. Jelex leaned back in her seat as Xsara spoke, almost a seductive whisper: "You came close. So close, Jelex, to cracking me. You found the right spot to try. How did you figure out it was my feet? How long did you plot this? I'm honestly curious, Jelex... now that you're here with me, I won't punish you. No, I'm not going to be that petty." Her grin widened. "I'm going to train you, because I see your immense potential... so I am going to push you to your limits, little elf, and if you are good, maybe, just maybe..." Xsara let her long leg extend under the table, resting one foot in Jelex's lap.
Jelex had gone stock-still. Xsara had completely gotten the wrong impression as a result of someone else's prank, but she was here now, and that was that. Besides, it wasn't as if Jelex wouldn't have taken the opportunity in a heartbeat if she'd gotten it. Just listening to Xsara describe it had piqued her curiosity, and now her fingers were itching for it, and Xsara's foot was in her lap... Slowly, hardly believing what she was doing, Jelex removed the slipper, letting her finger run against Xsara's sole. Xsara didn't flinch nor twitch, which was slightly disappointing, because Jelex loved the reactions she got above all things... like with Mona. "How much can you take?" Jelex asked, a mixture of curiosity and admiration in her voice as her finger idly rubbed Xsara's foot, observing the other woman for the slightest hint of a reaction. "I mean... say you theoretically got tied up and someone started to stroke your feet with feathers. Can you still take that?" Jelex didn't realize how hard her heart was thudding, didn't see how she was playing right into Xsara's trap:
"I would explode," Xsara said simply, a smile on her face. "I would go ballistic. I would lose control, and probably I would start begging to be let free. I can't stand being tickled on my feet." The truth, when woven together with lies, was stronger than either truth or deceit could be standing alone. Oh, it was the truth; Xsara couldn't stand being tickled on her feet. But it also implied that was the worst spot, when that distinction actually went to her underarms. Oh, and maybe it was true that she'd go ballistic... but no one would ever get the chance that Jelex described, yet with her half-spoken promises and dangles, Xsara had now planted an image firmly in Jelex's head: obediently train, and be rewarded with a chance to work over her butter-soft feet. Xsara could see it in Jelex's eyes, the image dancing in her head, the almost insane desire to see it come true... "Especially, if you brushed a feather just below the ball of my foot..." Juicy specifics. Xsara was certain the girl would go to bed masturbating to this thought, or she would have if Xsara didn't already have other plans for her. "So do you accept to remain here and train with me?"
"Of course," Jelex blurted before she could think, suspicions of why this was happening, the odd clothing, the curious attitude of Xsara... all of it evaporated, with her goal firmly in mind. Dancing in the back of her mind was what she'd done to Mona, and how much that episode had eventually paid dividends... She didn't know that Xsara knew of the incident, knew of it and reveled in it, and that Jelex's training was going to have one very specific end... "I guess I start right away?" Jelex asked, and Xsara nodded, withdrawing her foot and motioning for Jelex to follow her. Jelex did, eagerly trailing after, but when she followed Xsara around a corner, she realized the room they'd entered was dark. "Xsara?"
No sooner had the word come from her mouth than she felt the woman's fingers on her ribs, coming from behind, and sending Jelex into a fit of laughter. "Nyeheheheheeheheheheeeh! Shahahahahahahaha!!!" Jelex cried, trying to defend herself, but there was a softly whispered command in her ear: Stop. Jelex stopped as instructed, letting her arms be guided, listening to Xsara's voice as it teased her ear: Don't move. Giggling is all right, but don't squeal like a stuck pig. Keep your arms up and crossed like this until I say you can move. Jelex nodded her submission, noticing that her breasts were ever so slightly exposed in this position... Steeling herself for the incoming tickling, she ended up getting so tense that her muscles started to tire, and yet nothing had happened yet, just the feel of Xsara's breath against the back of her neck, making her hair stand on end. Then the voice started again:
"You're so keyed up by just the thought of being tickled that it makes you weak." Fingernails started to tease from Jelex's elbows down along her biceps, stroking the skin there, teasing over the slight muscle, but not diving into the hollows like Jelex was expecting. A small breathy giggle escaped the elf's lips, making Xsara lick her ear tip. Jelex shivered. "Just light tickling like this puts you so on edge... your muscles get all tense, your body starts shaking... Every sensory receptor in your body lights up. In a very real sense, your body is begging to be tickled, if someone suggests it." Jelex shuddered, then jerked, having to bite her lower lip as slender, long fingers drilled into her underarms, making her back arch, sending unbearable sparks of ticklish sensation jolting up and down her spine. "Don't move. You've got fairly good stamina, Jelex, and so you can take being tickled quite a bit, but you waste so much energy thrashing around... We're going to get that body of yours firm and lean enough to withstand any amount of tickling." To Jelex's ears, this sounded almost like a threat, but she couldn't do anything to resist, not with her insides melting. The tickling had returned to her biceps, light gentle stroking just enough to making her giggle softly and girlishly.
Then, when Xsara's fingers paused and Jelex had tensed up again, expecting another attack into her underarms, they simply jumped from her biceps to her long ears, making Jelex give off a low, frustrated moan and wriggle. "Stop trying to guess where I'm going next... just learn to accept what happens, instead," Xsara whispered. "If you try to guess, it makes you tense up and then you're so easily taken by surprise if what you think is going to happen doesn't..." Jelex didn't hear the last part, because Xsara's fingers suddenly flew into a flurry of motion, tweaking a hip, teasing a rib, scratching on her sides, diving under her shorts, tickling the bottoms of her breasts, all while Jelex giggled and gritted her teeth together, trying not to squeal as Xsara expertly probed her weaknesses... "And when you get to thinking too much, you're never prepared for a real surprise," Xsara whispered. For the next minute, in silence, Xsara let her fingers jump in for quick, five-second tickles on Jelex's body, then jump back out, leaving the elf giggly and wobbling. Xsara simply loved how poor she was at maintaining the same kind of self-control that Xsara herself could... almost as if she exulted in seeing someone else express the urges and longings that she could only manage with effort.
A soft sigh came from Xsara's lips, one of supreme pleasure, as she allowed herself the luxury of peering into the future that she wished to see. Jelex would be toned and fit, able to withstand intense amounts of tickling and teasing without reprieve, but never really able to suppress her reactions to the tickling... Xsara's fingers drifted back into Jelex's armpits and started to stroke there, slowly but surely, not altering her pace nor being particularly devious, yet she could feel the constant assault wear down on the girl's strength, feel the quaking and giggling grow stronger. It was time to tease Jelex yet more. Xsara's voice became heated, the hiss of steam rising from the hot coals of the desire burning strongly in her belly: "You're horny, aren't you? You got aroused from me tickling you, Jelex... whatever am I going to do about that? It's going to be hard enough to train your weak body to withstand tickling... now you expect me to train you to withstand sexual teasing as well? That'll just take so much more time," Xsara whispered, not tickling but stroking the girl's ribs with her palms, feeling the rapid thudding heartbeat and the flushed, tingling skin quiver under her touch. Jelex was breathing shallowly, eyes closed. Xsara moved to press up against her back, letting her full breasts rub on Jelex's skin, covered only by that thin clothing. "Put your arms around my neck." Jelex didn't hesitate, extending her arms backwards, up and around Xsara's neck, and laced her fingers together there.
"C-come on..." Jelex whimpered. "I'm so horny. You've been tickling me all day and now you're teasing me. Please just let me masturbate - " Jelex's soft, begging plea was cut off as the girl burst into squealing laughter, rubbing against Xsara's front, the soft silence of the darkness shattered now by her laughter. Xsara's fingers tickled mercilessly into her underarms and then slipped into the spare top to tickle her ribs, before popping out and walking across her skin to find her toned sides and tickle relentlessly. Her fingernails scratched on the firm skin, already tickled raw from the day's events, but no less sensitive for all of that. Jelex reflected, in her moment of giggling hysteria, that Xsara rarely tickled her feet, focusing much more on the elf girl's tight upper body. "Hehheehehe... heheeheh! Nohoho... hehehee... please don't, not thee... hahaha... hehehe... HAHAHA!!!" This reaction was to Xsara's fingers invading her shorts, wiggling along her pubic bone, tickling at the lines of her thighs meeting her torso, wiggling around the back to tickle the crease just below her ass, fingers gently stroking up the crack now and again. All of the invasions of her sensitive private places caused howls of laughter, and Xsara's fingers so close to her slit made it even harder to resist thinking of...
"Masturbate?" Xsara said finally, a note of harshness in her voice, but one that was laced through with lusty teasing. "I won't have you doing something so vulgar while you're undergoing my training. Make an arch." This was a command that Jelex had heard more than a few times up until now. Xsara enjoyed it when she formed the arch, as it required all of her focus to balance, and Jelex knew it meant that teasing was coming, but she had no choice but to flex her back, plant her feet on the floor, and slowly bend over backwards... "So you're horny from being tickled all day, is that it?" Xsara asked, a fierce gleam in her eye. "Do you get turned on when you're tickled mercilessly? Maybe you need my training more than I thought. But maybe I'm just going to make the problem worse... if I tickle you endlessly, you'll be getting horny too often. Now what can I do about that?" Jelex didn't answer; Xsara's fingers, once Jelex had formed her arch, had hooked into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them, along with her panties, swiftly to her ankles. Supporting Jelex slightly, she raised one foot and then the other, slipping the shorts and panties off, then tossing them to the side before sliding up to her top and doing the same, tugging it up over her head and arms, then helping her work it off. Now she was naked, all of that wonderful firmness exposed for her, including the glistening little slit between her legs and the stiff nipples...
Jelex gasped, a sound somewhere between a moan and a soft giggle. Xsara's fingers had shamelessly delved in between her legs, tickling all around the sensitive wetness, just enough to hit the places which made her shiver in pleasure, but definitely not enough for that to develop into anything bigger. It was just another tease; Jelex felt trapped, breathless, quivering as her tired body maintained one last arch for her trainer and tormentor. Xsara's fingers found the stiff clit and tickled it gently, pulling back ever so slightly to make it peep out before running one gentle fingernail across it, just niggling it in that slight way which nearly made Jelex's legs buckle and send her to the floor. Xsara's finger turned one of Jelex's lips back, tracing against the inside slowly, making the elven girl laugh weakly and raise her hips even further, and it seemed like her unasked question would be answered as Xsara's finger shifted its angle and started to slide in towards her opening... "That's enough for tonight, time for bed," Xsara said suddenly, maliciously, as she pulled her finger back and stood. "You can release now." Since they had come to Xsara's bedroom in the first place, there was little distance for her to cover before she turned down the sheets and slipped into her bed.
Jelex, shocked, took almost a full minute to bring herself back from the brink of... whatever it was, and stand, asking forlornly, "Where do I sleep?"
"With me, of course," Xsara answered. "Aren't you going to go to sleep now? I have to keep an eye on you, after all, or you might do something dirty, like sneak off to the bathroom and frig yourself while thinking of getting tickle tortured." Jelex whimpered softly, climbing naked into bed next to Xsara, and rubbed her thighs together in frustration... She had no idea that Xsara was just about as desperately horny as she was, but keeping that emotion under tight control, checking her desire and finding a part of herself that reveled in the grinding frustration of the both of them, sleeping together and immensely aroused, but not permitted to do anything to relieve their desires. Time for a deliberate tease... rolling over slightly, Xsara wordlessly let her hand shift beneath the sheets and start tickling Jelex's rib with one finger, slowly and delicately letting the nail trace along the firm ridge, and she was delighted when Jelex raised her arms above her head to make way. "You're coming along so well already," Xsara whispered, her hand resting on Jelex's side as she closed her eyes...
Morning found Jelex awakening suddenly and finding herself the only occupant of the bed. How strange. It was light outside, but she couldn't see a clock anywhere... that was, she realized a minute later, because she couldn't move any of her limbs. Naked, and spread eagled on the bed, Jelex found that her limbs were firmly restrained by strong leather cuffs on each wrist and ankle. "Xsara?" the elf called out, looking left and right as far as she could. "Xsara? What's going on? Where are you?" A moment's struggling at the restraints showed that they were not likely to budge from being tugged upon, and so Jelex had to wait, which was difficult for the girl, who was antsy and impatient.
Xsara came through the bedroom door some time later with a breakfast tray. Jelex was squirming her hips against the bed, distracted, and only noticed her when she sat down beside Jelex with a tray. "Here's breakfast," Xsara said, indicating a plate with eggs and toast, and a rather large glass of orange juice. The reason for it was clear after a few mouthfuls; in Jelex's current position, swallowing was a little difficult, and so Xsara provided a swallow of juice with each bite for her. Or at least, that's what the elf assumed... when breakfast was eaten and digesting, Xsara put the tray back in the kitchen and came back, immediately kneeling down to stroke a finger on one of Jelex's bare feet. "Now then, we'll begin for today," she said with a smirk. Jelex was so gullible. "Your first task will be to last for one hour without being released from the bed," she said cryptically to the giggling elf. Her fingers stroked the firm soles gently up and down, reveling in the look of sudden panic on Jelex's face as she squirmed around in dismay.
"Well, um, I was kinda hoping that, y'know, I could make a pit stop before we start, I mean, I just woke up and then I drank that gallon of orange juice..."
"It was a liter," Xsara correct, with a malevolent grin. "And yes. I'm fully aware of how much orange juice you drank..." The implication slammed home to Jelex with the force of a baseball bat, but before she could raise her voice to protest, Xsara's fingers had found her hips and had commenced tickling...
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"Hehehehehe... no, stop. Please. Don't make me do it again, it tickles..."
"Shh." Xsara V'sil's hand walked along Jelex's thigh, up and over her hip, so she could tickle at the tired elf's soft side with her nails, gently teasing them up and down. The exhausted girl giggled, flopping about on her back, but with her hands tied behind her back and her legs trapped between Xsara's, there was little she could do, especially after having endured so much teasing already. It wasn't even that it was full-on tickling torture, Jelex reflected, her face flushed and chest heaving as she panted. It was that Xsara was relentless in teasing her sensitive spots, making her 'exercise' in Xsara's presence so that those wicked nails could explore every inch of the elf's taut, sensitive flesh. She always tickled slowly, but oh so precisely, finding those little creases and corners that drove the elf to hysterics, all while wearing that wicked teasing smile that turned Jelex's insides to jelly and seemed to sap the ability to fight back right out of her.
At least, that's how it felt. At first, Jelex had been her normal self, thrashing and hysterical while getting tickled, but Xsara's cajoling voice had eased her into something far more devastating; gentle tickling that took place while Jelex attempted to hold an exposed position. Jelex had formed an arch, her hands and feet on the ground, and quivered madly while Xsara's fingers raked against her ribs for five minutes, shamelessly rolling her top back so that every delicious inch of Jelex's ribs were exposed, and pulling her shorts and underwear down dangerously low, so low that Jelex feared they might drop off, but only just enough to let Xsara's fingers explore terribly ticklish cracks and lines... That line made by Jelex's hips as they sloped down to her pubic bone was an unbearably weak point, as well as when Xsara's fingers had slipped a slim, soft feather into the crack of her buttocks. The attention in and around her sensitive points was driving Jelex beyond the edge of desire even as her exhausted body slowly lost its strength from the teasing.
Xsara was an enigma, and she knew it, teasing Jelex with her mystique and opaque motives... Seemingly so cold in a public setting, she was still calculating and efficient in private, but capable of fiery desires if she permitted herself to indulge... and even that was controlled and calculated, as if she were teasing herself by only allowing the rush to trickle out at a steady pace and so prolong its euphoric effects on herself. Jelex hadn't changed out of her exercise top and shorts, and Xsara was wearing leggings and a one-piece exercise top, looking for all the world like some fiendish exercise instructor as her raven-black hair fell loosely down her back, not sweaty or tangled, still pristine as it had been earlier in the day during her class. Jelex by contrast was flushed and breathing hard, blonde hair a mess and her face smudged with sweat and tears. And yet somehow she couldn't bring herself to be angry with Xsara... something about this entire situation was setting her off in a big way, dulling her sense of action and making her vulnerable to the precise tweaks and teases of the raven-haired woman. She was always doing something that threw Jelex entirely off...
Such as right now, when she leaned over, kissed the elf on the cheek, and mussed her hair fondly. "You're a mess," she said, in a caring tone. "We're done for today. Go ahead and take a shower, and then come to the kitchen. I'm going to make dinner - I bet you're starving after that workout, mm?"Jelex could only nod, taken aback by the display of tenderness. "Make sure you put these filthy clothes in the hamper so I can wash them. I'll lay out some new clothes for you while you wash down, all right?" Finally, Xsara untied Jelex's wrists, and the elf girl stretched sore limbs before standing up, nodding acquiescence to Xsara's command, and then headed off in the direction of the bathroom, which Xsara pointed her to. Xsara gave her a smack on the behind before heading to the kitchen, struggling to restrain herself and forcing her concentration to focus on the meal she was going to make.
Jelex found the bathroom to be much wider and nicer than the one she was used to using at the school's dormitory. Stripping off sweaty clothes, she leaned into the shower and turned on the water, letting it balance itself out and become warm. Xsara had a stall shower that was about the same dimensions as a normal bathtub/shower combination would have been, so Jelex slid open the door to adjust the water before closing it and leaning back out, waiting for the temperature to adjust... and she caught a glimpse of herself in the full-length mirror that was on the wall opposite the door. Jelex couldn't help but grin. Even sweaty and tired, she struck a pose, admiring her tight body and firm C-cup breasts. It was no wonder Xsara had chosen her to chase, Jelex thought, grinning - and then wondering why she was so proud of that. Shouldn't she be trying to escape? But the shower was starting to steam, and Jelex opened the sliding door and shut it behind her, feeling the warm water caress her body, and the bliss it brought washed away all of her other concerns for the moment. Xsara had nice shampoo and body lotion, and Jelex helped herself to it, cleansing her tired form. At one point during her shower, Jelex heard Xsara come in, empty the hamper, and presumably lay out fresh clothes and a towel for her, and so when Jelex had finished and stepped out of the shower, she grabbed for the fluffy pink towel and vigorously started to dry herself off, brushing her hair a little so it laid straight instead of tangled and then considered the clothing...
"What the heck...?" Jelex muttered to herself, looking at what Xsara had given her. A pair of red thong panties, a pair of light blue exercise shorts, and a small sleeveless tank top, no bra. The kind of clothing that would likely have gotten her a detention had she worn it to class. "Where did she get something like this?" The sense of confusion was compounded when Jelex tried them on and found that, while the clothing was obviously tight, it all fit her. Skin tingling with the warm aftermath of her shower, Jelex stepped out of the shower room, finding the relative cool of the outside air to be pleasant, and headed back to the kitchen. There, she saw Xsara bustling over the stove and a few plates of food already on the table, but that wasn't what made Jelex stop and stare. Xsara had changed her clothing as well, and was wearing what Jelex could only assume was a filmy black negligee... her tanned, shapely legs were bare, soft leather slippers on her feet, but aside from that she wore nothing else.
"Sit down, Jelex. I made something I think you'll like." Jelex took a seat, and Xsara served her a dish that was unfamiliar but smelled good; it seemed like some kind of spicy beef with noodles, and some salad on the side that Jelex ignored as her suddenly rumbling stomach reminded her that she'd been through quite a lot without eating. It was now dark outside, and so Jelex put aside any misgivings she might have had and ravenously attacked her food. Xsara smiled. "Eat more slowly so you don't get an upset stomach. I don't want you making yourself sick." Jelex slowed down only marginally, and Xsara chuckled, a far smaller portion of the dish on her plate, while she ate the salad first. She watched Jelex eat, the girl's still-damp hair falling down over her ears only to be hurriedly tucked away so she could go back to her feast. When Jelex had finally seemed to have her fill, some time later, Xsara asked her casually, "So, what made you decide to tickle my foot?"
"I didn't tickle you," Jelex replied around a mouthful of food. "I already told you that."
"Nonsense. Why deny it, Jelex?" Xsara asked, a smirk on her face. "Surely you must have been enjoying yourself to bursting, waiting for me to be disabled and distracted with my lecture, and then cleverly disabling my foot so that you'd have full access to it. But I'd imagine things didn't work out for you, did they?" Xsara asked. "Oh, you didn't get to see me squeal like a little girl and embarrass myself in front of the class. You tried, and tried very hard, but it just didn't work." Jelex still seemed nonplussed. Maybe she hadn't done it after all, but Xsara was following a different purpose now. "But I was impressed nonetheless, that you managed to sneak up on me. And then you managed to get away without being seen. Furthermore, your technique was very clever - the massages, the ice, the soft brush... because you did such a good job, even though you failed, I'll tell you a secret." Xsara's eyes were sparkling, but her smile was full of predatory menace. Jelex leaned back in her seat as Xsara spoke, almost a seductive whisper: "You came close. So close, Jelex, to cracking me. You found the right spot to try. How did you figure out it was my feet? How long did you plot this? I'm honestly curious, Jelex... now that you're here with me, I won't punish you. No, I'm not going to be that petty." Her grin widened. "I'm going to train you, because I see your immense potential... so I am going to push you to your limits, little elf, and if you are good, maybe, just maybe..." Xsara let her long leg extend under the table, resting one foot in Jelex's lap.
Jelex had gone stock-still. Xsara had completely gotten the wrong impression as a result of someone else's prank, but she was here now, and that was that. Besides, it wasn't as if Jelex wouldn't have taken the opportunity in a heartbeat if she'd gotten it. Just listening to Xsara describe it had piqued her curiosity, and now her fingers were itching for it, and Xsara's foot was in her lap... Slowly, hardly believing what she was doing, Jelex removed the slipper, letting her finger run against Xsara's sole. Xsara didn't flinch nor twitch, which was slightly disappointing, because Jelex loved the reactions she got above all things... like with Mona. "How much can you take?" Jelex asked, a mixture of curiosity and admiration in her voice as her finger idly rubbed Xsara's foot, observing the other woman for the slightest hint of a reaction. "I mean... say you theoretically got tied up and someone started to stroke your feet with feathers. Can you still take that?" Jelex didn't realize how hard her heart was thudding, didn't see how she was playing right into Xsara's trap:
"I would explode," Xsara said simply, a smile on her face. "I would go ballistic. I would lose control, and probably I would start begging to be let free. I can't stand being tickled on my feet." The truth, when woven together with lies, was stronger than either truth or deceit could be standing alone. Oh, it was the truth; Xsara couldn't stand being tickled on her feet. But it also implied that was the worst spot, when that distinction actually went to her underarms. Oh, and maybe it was true that she'd go ballistic... but no one would ever get the chance that Jelex described, yet with her half-spoken promises and dangles, Xsara had now planted an image firmly in Jelex's head: obediently train, and be rewarded with a chance to work over her butter-soft feet. Xsara could see it in Jelex's eyes, the image dancing in her head, the almost insane desire to see it come true... "Especially, if you brushed a feather just below the ball of my foot..." Juicy specifics. Xsara was certain the girl would go to bed masturbating to this thought, or she would have if Xsara didn't already have other plans for her. "So do you accept to remain here and train with me?"
"Of course," Jelex blurted before she could think, suspicions of why this was happening, the odd clothing, the curious attitude of Xsara... all of it evaporated, with her goal firmly in mind. Dancing in the back of her mind was what she'd done to Mona, and how much that episode had eventually paid dividends... She didn't know that Xsara knew of the incident, knew of it and reveled in it, and that Jelex's training was going to have one very specific end... "I guess I start right away?" Jelex asked, and Xsara nodded, withdrawing her foot and motioning for Jelex to follow her. Jelex did, eagerly trailing after, but when she followed Xsara around a corner, she realized the room they'd entered was dark. "Xsara?"
No sooner had the word come from her mouth than she felt the woman's fingers on her ribs, coming from behind, and sending Jelex into a fit of laughter. "Nyeheheheheeheheheheeeh! Shahahahahahahaha!!!" Jelex cried, trying to defend herself, but there was a softly whispered command in her ear: Stop. Jelex stopped as instructed, letting her arms be guided, listening to Xsara's voice as it teased her ear: Don't move. Giggling is all right, but don't squeal like a stuck pig. Keep your arms up and crossed like this until I say you can move. Jelex nodded her submission, noticing that her breasts were ever so slightly exposed in this position... Steeling herself for the incoming tickling, she ended up getting so tense that her muscles started to tire, and yet nothing had happened yet, just the feel of Xsara's breath against the back of her neck, making her hair stand on end. Then the voice started again:
"You're so keyed up by just the thought of being tickled that it makes you weak." Fingernails started to tease from Jelex's elbows down along her biceps, stroking the skin there, teasing over the slight muscle, but not diving into the hollows like Jelex was expecting. A small breathy giggle escaped the elf's lips, making Xsara lick her ear tip. Jelex shivered. "Just light tickling like this puts you so on edge... your muscles get all tense, your body starts shaking... Every sensory receptor in your body lights up. In a very real sense, your body is begging to be tickled, if someone suggests it." Jelex shuddered, then jerked, having to bite her lower lip as slender, long fingers drilled into her underarms, making her back arch, sending unbearable sparks of ticklish sensation jolting up and down her spine. "Don't move. You've got fairly good stamina, Jelex, and so you can take being tickled quite a bit, but you waste so much energy thrashing around... We're going to get that body of yours firm and lean enough to withstand any amount of tickling." To Jelex's ears, this sounded almost like a threat, but she couldn't do anything to resist, not with her insides melting. The tickling had returned to her biceps, light gentle stroking just enough to making her giggle softly and girlishly.
Then, when Xsara's fingers paused and Jelex had tensed up again, expecting another attack into her underarms, they simply jumped from her biceps to her long ears, making Jelex give off a low, frustrated moan and wriggle. "Stop trying to guess where I'm going next... just learn to accept what happens, instead," Xsara whispered. "If you try to guess, it makes you tense up and then you're so easily taken by surprise if what you think is going to happen doesn't..." Jelex didn't hear the last part, because Xsara's fingers suddenly flew into a flurry of motion, tweaking a hip, teasing a rib, scratching on her sides, diving under her shorts, tickling the bottoms of her breasts, all while Jelex giggled and gritted her teeth together, trying not to squeal as Xsara expertly probed her weaknesses... "And when you get to thinking too much, you're never prepared for a real surprise," Xsara whispered. For the next minute, in silence, Xsara let her fingers jump in for quick, five-second tickles on Jelex's body, then jump back out, leaving the elf giggly and wobbling. Xsara simply loved how poor she was at maintaining the same kind of self-control that Xsara herself could... almost as if she exulted in seeing someone else express the urges and longings that she could only manage with effort.
A soft sigh came from Xsara's lips, one of supreme pleasure, as she allowed herself the luxury of peering into the future that she wished to see. Jelex would be toned and fit, able to withstand intense amounts of tickling and teasing without reprieve, but never really able to suppress her reactions to the tickling... Xsara's fingers drifted back into Jelex's armpits and started to stroke there, slowly but surely, not altering her pace nor being particularly devious, yet she could feel the constant assault wear down on the girl's strength, feel the quaking and giggling grow stronger. It was time to tease Jelex yet more. Xsara's voice became heated, the hiss of steam rising from the hot coals of the desire burning strongly in her belly: "You're horny, aren't you? You got aroused from me tickling you, Jelex... whatever am I going to do about that? It's going to be hard enough to train your weak body to withstand tickling... now you expect me to train you to withstand sexual teasing as well? That'll just take so much more time," Xsara whispered, not tickling but stroking the girl's ribs with her palms, feeling the rapid thudding heartbeat and the flushed, tingling skin quiver under her touch. Jelex was breathing shallowly, eyes closed. Xsara moved to press up against her back, letting her full breasts rub on Jelex's skin, covered only by that thin clothing. "Put your arms around my neck." Jelex didn't hesitate, extending her arms backwards, up and around Xsara's neck, and laced her fingers together there.
"C-come on..." Jelex whimpered. "I'm so horny. You've been tickling me all day and now you're teasing me. Please just let me masturbate - " Jelex's soft, begging plea was cut off as the girl burst into squealing laughter, rubbing against Xsara's front, the soft silence of the darkness shattered now by her laughter. Xsara's fingers tickled mercilessly into her underarms and then slipped into the spare top to tickle her ribs, before popping out and walking across her skin to find her toned sides and tickle relentlessly. Her fingernails scratched on the firm skin, already tickled raw from the day's events, but no less sensitive for all of that. Jelex reflected, in her moment of giggling hysteria, that Xsara rarely tickled her feet, focusing much more on the elf girl's tight upper body. "Hehheehehe... heheeheh! Nohoho... hehehee... please don't, not thee... hahaha... hehehe... HAHAHA!!!" This reaction was to Xsara's fingers invading her shorts, wiggling along her pubic bone, tickling at the lines of her thighs meeting her torso, wiggling around the back to tickle the crease just below her ass, fingers gently stroking up the crack now and again. All of the invasions of her sensitive private places caused howls of laughter, and Xsara's fingers so close to her slit made it even harder to resist thinking of...
"Masturbate?" Xsara said finally, a note of harshness in her voice, but one that was laced through with lusty teasing. "I won't have you doing something so vulgar while you're undergoing my training. Make an arch." This was a command that Jelex had heard more than a few times up until now. Xsara enjoyed it when she formed the arch, as it required all of her focus to balance, and Jelex knew it meant that teasing was coming, but she had no choice but to flex her back, plant her feet on the floor, and slowly bend over backwards... "So you're horny from being tickled all day, is that it?" Xsara asked, a fierce gleam in her eye. "Do you get turned on when you're tickled mercilessly? Maybe you need my training more than I thought. But maybe I'm just going to make the problem worse... if I tickle you endlessly, you'll be getting horny too often. Now what can I do about that?" Jelex didn't answer; Xsara's fingers, once Jelex had formed her arch, had hooked into the waistband of her shorts and tugged them, along with her panties, swiftly to her ankles. Supporting Jelex slightly, she raised one foot and then the other, slipping the shorts and panties off, then tossing them to the side before sliding up to her top and doing the same, tugging it up over her head and arms, then helping her work it off. Now she was naked, all of that wonderful firmness exposed for her, including the glistening little slit between her legs and the stiff nipples...
Jelex gasped, a sound somewhere between a moan and a soft giggle. Xsara's fingers had shamelessly delved in between her legs, tickling all around the sensitive wetness, just enough to hit the places which made her shiver in pleasure, but definitely not enough for that to develop into anything bigger. It was just another tease; Jelex felt trapped, breathless, quivering as her tired body maintained one last arch for her trainer and tormentor. Xsara's fingers found the stiff clit and tickled it gently, pulling back ever so slightly to make it peep out before running one gentle fingernail across it, just niggling it in that slight way which nearly made Jelex's legs buckle and send her to the floor. Xsara's finger turned one of Jelex's lips back, tracing against the inside slowly, making the elven girl laugh weakly and raise her hips even further, and it seemed like her unasked question would be answered as Xsara's finger shifted its angle and started to slide in towards her opening... "That's enough for tonight, time for bed," Xsara said suddenly, maliciously, as she pulled her finger back and stood. "You can release now." Since they had come to Xsara's bedroom in the first place, there was little distance for her to cover before she turned down the sheets and slipped into her bed.
Jelex, shocked, took almost a full minute to bring herself back from the brink of... whatever it was, and stand, asking forlornly, "Where do I sleep?"
"With me, of course," Xsara answered. "Aren't you going to go to sleep now? I have to keep an eye on you, after all, or you might do something dirty, like sneak off to the bathroom and frig yourself while thinking of getting tickle tortured." Jelex whimpered softly, climbing naked into bed next to Xsara, and rubbed her thighs together in frustration... She had no idea that Xsara was just about as desperately horny as she was, but keeping that emotion under tight control, checking her desire and finding a part of herself that reveled in the grinding frustration of the both of them, sleeping together and immensely aroused, but not permitted to do anything to relieve their desires. Time for a deliberate tease... rolling over slightly, Xsara wordlessly let her hand shift beneath the sheets and start tickling Jelex's rib with one finger, slowly and delicately letting the nail trace along the firm ridge, and she was delighted when Jelex raised her arms above her head to make way. "You're coming along so well already," Xsara whispered, her hand resting on Jelex's side as she closed her eyes...
Morning found Jelex awakening suddenly and finding herself the only occupant of the bed. How strange. It was light outside, but she couldn't see a clock anywhere... that was, she realized a minute later, because she couldn't move any of her limbs. Naked, and spread eagled on the bed, Jelex found that her limbs were firmly restrained by strong leather cuffs on each wrist and ankle. "Xsara?" the elf called out, looking left and right as far as she could. "Xsara? What's going on? Where are you?" A moment's struggling at the restraints showed that they were not likely to budge from being tugged upon, and so Jelex had to wait, which was difficult for the girl, who was antsy and impatient.
Xsara came through the bedroom door some time later with a breakfast tray. Jelex was squirming her hips against the bed, distracted, and only noticed her when she sat down beside Jelex with a tray. "Here's breakfast," Xsara said, indicating a plate with eggs and toast, and a rather large glass of orange juice. The reason for it was clear after a few mouthfuls; in Jelex's current position, swallowing was a little difficult, and so Xsara provided a swallow of juice with each bite for her. Or at least, that's what the elf assumed... when breakfast was eaten and digesting, Xsara put the tray back in the kitchen and came back, immediately kneeling down to stroke a finger on one of Jelex's bare feet. "Now then, we'll begin for today," she said with a smirk. Jelex was so gullible. "Your first task will be to last for one hour without being released from the bed," she said cryptically to the giggling elf. Her fingers stroked the firm soles gently up and down, reveling in the look of sudden panic on Jelex's face as she squirmed around in dismay.
"Well, um, I was kinda hoping that, y'know, I could make a pit stop before we start, I mean, I just woke up and then I drank that gallon of orange juice..."
"It was a liter," Xsara correct, with a malevolent grin. "And yes. I'm fully aware of how much orange juice you drank..." The implication slammed home to Jelex with the force of a baseball bat, but before she could raise her voice to protest, Xsara's fingers had found her hips and had commenced tickling...
