Saturn&Jupiter
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It's been a long time. Too long since I wrote an installment. Some of you asked about new installments ages ago. I got really busy, sorry I never responded to the messages. Still kind of shy about this stuff.
Here are links to the 1st 8 installments.
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?288982-Adventures-of-Kaydee-Kaydee-gets-the-job-F-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...More-Fun-to-Be-Had-(F-F-and-some-foot-fetish)
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...s-of-Kaydee-part-3-Armed-with-the-Teeth-(F-F)
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...t-Force-my-Hand-F-F-F-FF-a-little-foot-fetish
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...ures-of-Kaydee-Part-5-Captain-Overboard!-FF-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...ntures-of-Kaydee-Part-6-Kaydee-and-Lauren-F-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...aydee-Part-7-We-Still-Need-to-Meet-Those-Feet
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...tures-of-Kaydee-Part-8-Teaching-Them-a-Lesson
I'm proud of this most recent one, I hope you all like it.
“AAAHAHAHAAAA!!!! Covered in sweat, Lauren screamed with laughter as several hands with carefully shaped nails skillfully manipulated her stomach and ribs. AHAHAAAAhaAAAA!!!” This newest attack included hands on her sides near her hips. She reached silent laughter within a few seconds, but they didn’t stop. Her face mimed wild laughter, but no sound came out.
The hands stopped. A tired Lauren breathed hard. Her young lungs sucked in air, recovering quite quickly. “Here goes, girly! No mercy this time! You asked for it!”
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18 hours earlier
“Well done ladies!” Kaydee beamed. “You ladies are the reason the special interrogation unit is so special. We are making great strides. In only 3 short months, our other departments are reporting less hospitalizations due to the drug Sense. There is evidence that there is about 60 percent of the original volume being sold of the drug. And better yet, because of the intelligence you all have obtained, we have arrested a high level member of Jordan’s gang. We believe she may actually be second in command.”
Everyone clapped excitedly. “Who gets to interrogate her?” Harriet asked, ever the serious one.
“Well,” Kaydee asked, “Who WANTS to do it?” Almost everyone’s hands shot up into the air.
“I see,” Kaydee chukled. “Well, I’ll need to think about it. Technically, since arresting her is such a big deal, what we’ll do from here will likely be chosen by some higher ups. But I will do my best to pull some strings.”
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“Come on, Captain! Are you kidding? A violent interrogation? We didn’t spend all this time making strides to let her interrogation get bungled by some higher up that hasn’t had a hand in our investigation!”
“I understand, Kaydee, I do!” Said the Captain. “But these are my bosses. I can’t make this happen without more support. And very few of the higher ups have actually seen your brand of interrogation. They are imagining a feather and a silly cartoon.”
“Maybe we can change that. What if you arranged for a demonstration for all the top brass?”
“I’ve tried that many times. They can’t be bothered. They don’t feel like it’s real police work.”
“Ok. Ok, I need to think. We have to prove it to them. We can’t let this investigation get bungled, we’ve come too far!” exclaimed Kaydee, clearly frustrated.
“I’ll contact you if I come up with anything viable.”
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“AAAHAHAAA!!!! Please, I don’t know where the main warehouse is! Ahahaaa…”
Alice easily took Naomi into silent laughter with some gentle rib tickling. The brunette leaned forward hard against the bonds of the interrogation table, instinctively trying to protect her ribcage. Alice had become quite a good tickler. She could now interrogate with the best of Kaydee’s group. She also used her new powers for other pursuits, in a non official capacity, of course.
“Ok. Now I have seen how hard you are pulling your arms down, and I’m only at your ribs. It’s very clear that your underarms are sensitive.”
Naomi’s eyes grew large. She knew she could NOT handle getting tickled under her arms.
“Are you going to make me tickle your armpits, Naomi?” Alice asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I can’t I can’t! No, ok! I’ll tell you.” Alice Reached for her under arms. “NOOOO!” she shrieked. “I’ll tell you!!!”
“You have my attention.”
“Ok, ok, so typically I meet with someone who gives me instructions on where to leave the Sense. A different person every time. Sometimes it’s in a garage in a suburban house, other times a warehouse downtown. There doesn’t seem to be any pattern to it. But, I’ve never seen any main warehouse, I swear!”
“You swear?” Alice put her hands on Naomi's elbows.
“Ahhh!” she shrieked, panickedly. “I don’t know where the bighouse is!”
“The bighouse?!” Alice said, hands on her hips. “Now I’ve never heard that name before. It has a name, but somehow, it doesn’t exist?”
Naomi’s eyes got big.
“Just know, you made me do this!”
“Wait nnooooAAAAAHAHAAAHAAA!!!! AHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAA!!!!!” The moment Alice’s fingers touched Naomi’s armpits she screamed with wild laughter, flopping her body, right to left, up and down. “AAAAAAAAAHHAHHAAAAhhhaha….”
Her laughter went silent, but her face and mouth kept laughing wildly.
She took a big breath. NOOO! HAAAhhaaaha…” Immediately the laughter went silent, her face gleefully laughing away.
Naomi’s armpits were the kind that begged to be tickled. And the lightest touch sent her into hysterics. Alice knew she’d need to cool it with the tickles, or else the laughing woman would pass out within the next breath or two of laughter.
Alice stopped tickling, put her manicured fingertips gently against Naomi’s ribs without tickling, and leaned in, to look directly into her eyes.
Naomi quickly stopped laughing and breathed panickedly and quickly, with a large smile on her face. “5300 South London St! 5300 South London St!”
“Are you sure?” Alice inquired, stroking ever so gently with her nail.
“eeeheheHHEHEEEE!!” AHHH!! yes I promise pleeeease!!” Naomi begged.
“Well, your underarms are legendarily ticklish,” said Alice, matter of factly.
Naomi stared back with big eyes, intensely waiting for the Alice’s verdict.
“And I think you know I could just keep tickling,”
Naomi instinctively began to giggle, and tried to slink down off the table.
“And I am veerrry tempted to explore just how ticklish they actually are…” Alice grinned and advanced slowly, pointing her index fingers toward Naomi’s delicate armpits.
Naomi began to laugh harder, twisting right and left, watching Alice’s hands like a monster’s claws.
“But… I don’t believe someone as ticklish as you is capable of lying to me at this point.”
Naomi breathed heavily, staring unflinchingly at Alice’s dangerous, beautiful fingernails. She giggled and flinched every time Alice made any hand movements while she spoke.
“Listen carefully, Naomi.”
Alice wrapped her hands around Naomi’s ribcage.
“EEEE!” she squealed.
“If this info is wrong, I will find you. I will find you, and I will make this tickling look like nothing. You will beg me to go back to the sweet, kind tickling I gave you today!”
“I swear! It is correct!! Please!!!!”
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Kaydee quietly wiped down her feet, and pensively put on her socks and her sneakers.
“You know,” Lauren said, in a quiet voice. “I kind of knew I’d have fun with the foot fetish thing, and the tickling thing, but...”
“Oh, oh we don’t have to push it. Sorry, we kind of always use you for the test subject since you volunteered that time. I’m sorry.”
“No, no that’s not it at all. Hey why so glum, Kaydee? Is everything all right?” Lauren inquired, changing the subject.
“Yeah, I’m pretty stressed. We have that high level member of the gang, and the top brass wants to use the traditional violent interrogation method, cutting us out of it! And on top of that, I still don’t know how we’ll infiltrate the gang. It’s a dangerous endeavor!”
“Yeah, I heard the same thing. I’m sorry Kaydee. But part of that is kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Okay, what’s up?” said Kaydee, A little more chipper.
“Well, as hard as I’ve been pushed with the tickling, I have never really felt like I was near my limit.”
“You do recover from breathlessness pretty quickly. Probably because you exercise every day.”
“Well, I feel like my stamina is only part of it. I feel like I want to be pushed harder.”
Lauren leaned in to whisper, “A lot harder. I am kind of craving it.”
“Really?” Kaydee smiled.
“Yeah, I feel like I could take anything, and enjoy every second.”
“I see,” said Kaydee. “It’s rare, but I have met a couple of women like that.”
“What if I were the mole? I could infiltrate the gang!”
“Lauren no! It’s so dangerous!”
“Well I’m a desk jockey. We could pretend I’m new in town. They won’t know me. And if they discover me and do their typical punishment, I’ll be able to take it.”
“Gang tickling is really intense, Lauren. And you are really ticklish. And it’s not like they don’t also have guns.”
“Well, let’s at least consider it. I want to stop Sense as much as anyone. And we need a mole. I mean how bad could gang tickling really be?” said Lauren, raising an eyebrow. “ If only there were a way to find out…”
“We’ll, I suppose we could at least see how you like it…”
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The next morning
The crew was excitedly chattering with anticipation.
As expected by, well, everyone that knew them, Harriet and Alice’s relationship had grown into a fairly intense, but productive rivalry. The beautiful Alice was a phenomenally talented tickler. She was no stranger to hard work, but her incredible natural skill at it, and fun and outgoing nature made her a terrifyingly good tickler.
Harriet had different qualities. She didn’t initially possess any special skill. She had a natural, plain look. But she was, hands down, the smartest, hardest working individual anyone had ever met, seen, heard of, or read about. Tickling didn’t come naturally to her, but she was determined to be the best at it. And when Harriet decided to be the best at something, Harriet became the best at that thing. No number of setbacks, no failure, absolutely nothing would make her stop working. If Harriet decided it was worthwhile, it was only a matter of time before she obtained mastery. And even mastery wasn’t quite enough for her.
Savannah’s quiet nature did not slow her down. It kind of made her intimidating. She was pretty good.
“Good morning, ladies,” said Captain Banks. “We have good news.”
The women quieted down and gave Captain Banks their attention.
“One of the top brass, Jean, an old military buddy, she heeded my request to look closer at our methods yesterday. Alice, please stand up.”
Alice stood up, looking puzzled.
Captain Banks continued. “She saw your work yesterday, Alice. It was phenomenal. I watched the recording myself. Phenomenal.”
Alice smiled.
“Jean was impressed, and she showed some of the other members of the top brass, who decided to change their tune. They were still split on it, but, they took a vote, and…” the Captain paused. “We will be allowed to interrogate the high level member of Jordan’s gang!” she announced smiling broadly.
The room erupted into applause! They all hugged each other. Harriet clapped, looking slightly annoyed. But, inside she was still impressed with her rival. And ready to watch the recording that evening to study how she did it.
After the room settled, the Captain made a second announcement. “As for the second announcement.
Captain Banks cleared her throat and paused.
“Lauren has bravely put her hat in the ring to be the mole.”
People got quiet. They looked concerned.
“We are concerned too,” continued the Captain. “And nothing is set in stone. We would like to find another way of getting the intel we need, but as a plan B, having a mole in the gang, albeit dangerous, is a tried and true way to get good intel, and lots of it.”
“How will we keep her safe?” asked Savannah.
“Well,” the captain continued, “Lauren is already very physically fit, and she will begin studying to perfect her firearm work, hand to hand combat, and everything else that can keep her safe.”
The concerned looks didn’t change.
“But we all know that gang tickling is a very real danger.”
Everyone’s head nodded.
“So, we need to do some stamina training.”
“Like lots of cardio?” asked Savannah.
“Well, Lauren already has a pretty good handle on cardio training. She probably has the best stamina of the whole group. As Kaydee has informed me, the only way to test natural tickle stamina and to build more of it, is well, to tickle.”
“I’ll do it,” said Harriet, raising her hand high. “I need the practice, and I believe I am capable of pushing you pretty hard.”
“Yeah right,” came a voice from the back. “You don’t need practice, you’re the best. I need the practice!”
Harriet frowned. “Second best. For now…”
“Well, Captain said, we actually need several of you...”
Several women raised their hands, grinning at each other.
Harriet and Alice raised their hands high, glaring at each other.
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“Are you really sure you want us to strap you like this, Lauren?”
“I’m sure! I’m ready when you are,” she replied
“This is really brave of you,” said Harriet.
Lauren tried to hide the smile on her face, and the twinkle in her eye.
She lay face down, in a loose shirt, and workout shorts. She was tied with her hands together, over hear head. Her elbows were bound too, limiting movement. She had ties at her knees, and her ankles. Her amazing smooth feet were bare. Her loose shirt allowed for easy access for hands up her shirt. She didn’t tell them that she saw this in an amazing tickling fetish video she saw online.
“Ok, here goes nothing!” Alice said, with a sly smirk, and began to tickle Laurens sides with her nails.”
“Hhahaaa!!! HAHAA!!!”
The other women joined in, tickling the backs of her calves, sides and ribs.”
“HAHAHHA!!!!! Oh my gosh!!! AAAAAHAAAAHHAAA!!!!!
AAAAAHAHAHAA!!!!!”
Alice switched to tickling Lauren’s sides underhand style, with her fingernails exploring near her navel, and her thumbnails tickling her back.
Her already loud laughter reached new heights.
“AAHAHAHHAAA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
The women stopped tickling.
Within three breaths, Lauren was composed and breathing normally.
“What gives? Jeez, I thought you were good at this!”
“You were laughing pretty hard, there tough girl,” teased Alice.
“Not THAT hard,” smirked Lauren.
“Oh I see! I see!” said Alice playfully, beginning the onslaught anew.
“AAHAHAHAA!!!”
The rest joined in.
Lauren layed there laughing deeply, beautiful smile on her face.
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20 mins of tickling, with a few breaks, initiated by concerned ticklers, and Lauren was beginning to sweat. She was laughing like a wild woman, but she hadn’t begged or even asked them for a break.
Harriet was tickling and playing with different spots, strategically. Back of knees. Neck. Feet. Toes.
Toes! Those got a great reaction from Harriet and her nails that she had strategically had done at a salon. Acrylic nails.
Alice organised a new onslaught. Ok, you, on this side, you over there, get her ribs, you get her underarms. Go!”
“AAAHAHAHAAAA!!!! Covered in sweat, Lauren screamed with laughter as several hands with carefully shaped nails skillfully manipulated her stomach and ribs. AHAHAAAAhaAAAA!!!” This newest attack included hands on her sides near her hips. She reached silent laughter within a few seconds, but they didn’t stop. Her face mimed wild laughter, but no sound came out.
The hands stopped. A tired Lauren breathed hard. Her young lungs sucked in air, recovering quite quickly. “Here goes, girly! No mercy this time! You asked for it!”
“Wait!” said Harriet.
“She asked for it. She said this time no break, let’s keep going!”
“No, I know, but this time I have a strategy,” said Harriet, circling the tickle table, studying Lauren like a math problem.
“Ok, you two here at the hip bones. You’re really good at that. You over here, under her arms. Alice, you get her midsection with that rapid claw thing you do so well, and anything else that comes to you. I’ll get her feet and toes.”
Harriet sat Savannah on Lauren’s butt. “Wait here.”
She bent Lauren’s knees, and positioned herself pressing her with her own chest against Lauren’s shins. Lauren looked like she was hogtied, but with her hands up and her armpits exposed.
“Savannah, you get the backs of her thighs, and reach around and get her bent knees, too. We’ll all start at once, slowly at first, then build to our best.”
Lauren looked back toward Harriet and said, “Don’t do your best. Do your worst.”
With that, everyone began to tickle slowly.
“WOAH!! AAAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHAAaaaaaa…….!!!!! AAAAAAHAHAHHAA!”
Lauren exploded with shrieking laughter!
The now very excited tickler looked at each other with glee as they saw the obvious effectiveness of this new approach.
“Now let’s make it a little worse…” said Harriet, directing the women like a
Lauren responded with screaming laughter that went up in pitch, and thrashed much harder than she had previously done.
“Woah, Harriet,” said Savannah. “You are like a tickle genius!”
Harriet smirked as she deftly stroked the soles of Lauren’s feet. Harriet admired her nails. She had been secretly testing different nail materials and nail shapes at the salon, while keeping careful record of the effects of each change. It might have looked odd to some to see perfectly done fingernails on a plain woman, who typically put little effort into her look beyond being appropriate and professional at work. But this was research. And luckily, these nails she had this time were the best she had developed so far for tickling ticklish feet.
Harriet thought to herself “Ok, now this should open the floodgates!” as she be switched tickling Lauren’s perfect toes with both hands.
“AAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!” Lauren responded with screaming laughter, and thrashed, pulling her feet away harder than ever! “AAAAAAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!”
Lauren took a huge breath. “AHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA……….”
Lauren’s laughter was getting wild, and fell into silent laughter at the end of every breath.
“AHAHHAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAaaaaaaahhaa…...!!!!!!
Alice saw the reaction and knew she had to up her tickle game.
She slid her slender fingers, like claws, around the small of Lauren’s back, around against her sides, up her ribs, and began to gently dig.
AAAHAHAHHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lauren thrashed her midsection hard, to try to avoid the beautiful hands that had it in their clutches.
None of the women in the room had ever seen a woman laugh so hard in their lives!!
Lauren was glistening with sweat.
“She’s gonna give up!” said Alice excitedly, eyes flashing with excitement as she repeated her awful midsection technique.
Savanna looked back and asked, “Stop?”
To everyone’s shock, while laughing like a wild woman, Lauren shook her head no!!!
They dug in again.
“AAAAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA……….”
“AAAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHAAaaaaaa…….!!!!! AAAAAAHAHAHHAA!”
“How is she taking this?!” said Savannah.
“Harriet,” Alice shouted over wild laughter, “Teeth and tongue on the toes, nails on the soles!”
Without hesitation, Harriet put her mouth around Lauren’s long elegant toes. Licking nibbling and gently biting. She used the saliva that was building up to make Lauren’s soles slick and slippery for enhancing her incredible fingernails.
Alice, noticing the sweat, creeped her finger up into Laurens underarms, and back to the ribs. Up into the hollows, and back, using the sweat to make her skin more sensitive and slick.
“HHAHHAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!!” Lauren exploded with an onslaught of laughter that seemed to shake the walls!!
HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!HAHAHAHAHHH!!!! AAA A AHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!”
Alice shouted, “We’ve almost got her! No mercy everyone! Go! Between the toes, Harriet! Between her toes!!!!”
Alice rolled Lauren’s torso a little bit sideways and attacked the center of Lauren’s stomach and ribs with her terrific, terrible claws, with stiffened fingers, creating the worst tickling imaginable to anyone with a nervous system.
Harriet instinctively tickled wickedly with her fingernails on Lauren’s slick soles, wiggled her thumbs between her toes, as well slid her terribly ticklish tongue between Lauren’s sensitive long toes!
Bam! A switch flipped! Lauren absolutely flipped out! Thrashing around with ticklish laughter, screaming and laughing, every few seconds going up in pitch, Lauren became the most ticklish person who ever lived!
“AaHAHAAAAahahahahHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wait AAAAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!
NNAAAAAAA!!!!
NOAHAHAHAAaaaa...
Wait, not there!!!! Not that!!!! AHAHAAAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!! AHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I GIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVEEE! I Give!AHAHAH hahahah!!”
Slowly, her laughter slowed. She had finally conceded.
The women high fived and cheered. And then looked at Lauren, feeling a little guilty.
Sensing this, Lauren looked back at them and said, “That was awesome!” No one has ever tapped me out before!!”
“Really? Never?!” asked Savannah. “You are a beast! That was amazing!” Come on, lets untie her.
Glistening with sweat, Lauren looked exhausted. Exhausted, and glowing with happiness and pride. Lauren curled up on the table.
“I did good?” she asked.
“Yeah, Lauren, you did awesome,” replied Savannah.
Within only a minute, Lauren was curled up, asleep. If you looked carefully you could see a satisfied smile on her face.”
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It was a clear night. The biting cold wind blew the cape that concealed her identity, making flapping noises. He put her game face on, despite wanted to smile, and entered the door to the house.
In a car, a hundred yards away, Harriet, was watching.
“So that’s where you’ve been going, Alice!” she thought to herself. “Maybe now I can figure out what you are up to.”
Here are links to the 1st 8 installments.
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showthread.php?288982-Adventures-of-Kaydee-Kaydee-gets-the-job-F-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...More-Fun-to-Be-Had-(F-F-and-some-foot-fetish)
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...s-of-Kaydee-part-3-Armed-with-the-Teeth-(F-F)
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...t-Force-my-Hand-F-F-F-FF-a-little-foot-fetish
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...ures-of-Kaydee-Part-5-Captain-Overboard!-FF-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...ntures-of-Kaydee-Part-6-Kaydee-and-Lauren-F-F
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...aydee-Part-7-We-Still-Need-to-Meet-Those-Feet
https://www.ticklingforum.com/showt...tures-of-Kaydee-Part-8-Teaching-Them-a-Lesson
I'm proud of this most recent one, I hope you all like it.
“AAAHAHAHAAAA!!!! Covered in sweat, Lauren screamed with laughter as several hands with carefully shaped nails skillfully manipulated her stomach and ribs. AHAHAAAAhaAAAA!!!” This newest attack included hands on her sides near her hips. She reached silent laughter within a few seconds, but they didn’t stop. Her face mimed wild laughter, but no sound came out.
The hands stopped. A tired Lauren breathed hard. Her young lungs sucked in air, recovering quite quickly. “Here goes, girly! No mercy this time! You asked for it!”
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18 hours earlier
“Well done ladies!” Kaydee beamed. “You ladies are the reason the special interrogation unit is so special. We are making great strides. In only 3 short months, our other departments are reporting less hospitalizations due to the drug Sense. There is evidence that there is about 60 percent of the original volume being sold of the drug. And better yet, because of the intelligence you all have obtained, we have arrested a high level member of Jordan’s gang. We believe she may actually be second in command.”
Everyone clapped excitedly. “Who gets to interrogate her?” Harriet asked, ever the serious one.
“Well,” Kaydee asked, “Who WANTS to do it?” Almost everyone’s hands shot up into the air.
“I see,” Kaydee chukled. “Well, I’ll need to think about it. Technically, since arresting her is such a big deal, what we’ll do from here will likely be chosen by some higher ups. But I will do my best to pull some strings.”
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“Come on, Captain! Are you kidding? A violent interrogation? We didn’t spend all this time making strides to let her interrogation get bungled by some higher up that hasn’t had a hand in our investigation!”
“I understand, Kaydee, I do!” Said the Captain. “But these are my bosses. I can’t make this happen without more support. And very few of the higher ups have actually seen your brand of interrogation. They are imagining a feather and a silly cartoon.”
“Maybe we can change that. What if you arranged for a demonstration for all the top brass?”
“I’ve tried that many times. They can’t be bothered. They don’t feel like it’s real police work.”
“Ok. Ok, I need to think. We have to prove it to them. We can’t let this investigation get bungled, we’ve come too far!” exclaimed Kaydee, clearly frustrated.
“I’ll contact you if I come up with anything viable.”
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“AAAHAHAAA!!!! Please, I don’t know where the main warehouse is! Ahahaaa…”
Alice easily took Naomi into silent laughter with some gentle rib tickling. The brunette leaned forward hard against the bonds of the interrogation table, instinctively trying to protect her ribcage. Alice had become quite a good tickler. She could now interrogate with the best of Kaydee’s group. She also used her new powers for other pursuits, in a non official capacity, of course.
“Ok. Now I have seen how hard you are pulling your arms down, and I’m only at your ribs. It’s very clear that your underarms are sensitive.”
Naomi’s eyes grew large. She knew she could NOT handle getting tickled under her arms.
“Are you going to make me tickle your armpits, Naomi?” Alice asked, raising an eyebrow.
“I can’t I can’t! No, ok! I’ll tell you.” Alice Reached for her under arms. “NOOOO!” she shrieked. “I’ll tell you!!!”
“You have my attention.”
“Ok, ok, so typically I meet with someone who gives me instructions on where to leave the Sense. A different person every time. Sometimes it’s in a garage in a suburban house, other times a warehouse downtown. There doesn’t seem to be any pattern to it. But, I’ve never seen any main warehouse, I swear!”
“You swear?” Alice put her hands on Naomi's elbows.
“Ahhh!” she shrieked, panickedly. “I don’t know where the bighouse is!”
“The bighouse?!” Alice said, hands on her hips. “Now I’ve never heard that name before. It has a name, but somehow, it doesn’t exist?”
Naomi’s eyes got big.
“Just know, you made me do this!”
“Wait nnooooAAAAAHAHAAAHAAA!!!! AHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAA!!!!!” The moment Alice’s fingers touched Naomi’s armpits she screamed with wild laughter, flopping her body, right to left, up and down. “AAAAAAAAAHHAHHAAAAhhhaha….”
Her laughter went silent, but her face and mouth kept laughing wildly.
She took a big breath. NOOO! HAAAhhaaaha…” Immediately the laughter went silent, her face gleefully laughing away.
Naomi’s armpits were the kind that begged to be tickled. And the lightest touch sent her into hysterics. Alice knew she’d need to cool it with the tickles, or else the laughing woman would pass out within the next breath or two of laughter.
Alice stopped tickling, put her manicured fingertips gently against Naomi’s ribs without tickling, and leaned in, to look directly into her eyes.
Naomi quickly stopped laughing and breathed panickedly and quickly, with a large smile on her face. “5300 South London St! 5300 South London St!”
“Are you sure?” Alice inquired, stroking ever so gently with her nail.
“eeeheheHHEHEEEE!!” AHHH!! yes I promise pleeeease!!” Naomi begged.
“Well, your underarms are legendarily ticklish,” said Alice, matter of factly.
Naomi stared back with big eyes, intensely waiting for the Alice’s verdict.
“And I think you know I could just keep tickling,”
Naomi instinctively began to giggle, and tried to slink down off the table.
“And I am veerrry tempted to explore just how ticklish they actually are…” Alice grinned and advanced slowly, pointing her index fingers toward Naomi’s delicate armpits.
Naomi began to laugh harder, twisting right and left, watching Alice’s hands like a monster’s claws.
“But… I don’t believe someone as ticklish as you is capable of lying to me at this point.”
Naomi breathed heavily, staring unflinchingly at Alice’s dangerous, beautiful fingernails. She giggled and flinched every time Alice made any hand movements while she spoke.
“Listen carefully, Naomi.”
Alice wrapped her hands around Naomi’s ribcage.
“EEEE!” she squealed.
“If this info is wrong, I will find you. I will find you, and I will make this tickling look like nothing. You will beg me to go back to the sweet, kind tickling I gave you today!”
“I swear! It is correct!! Please!!!!”
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Kaydee quietly wiped down her feet, and pensively put on her socks and her sneakers.
“You know,” Lauren said, in a quiet voice. “I kind of knew I’d have fun with the foot fetish thing, and the tickling thing, but...”
“Oh, oh we don’t have to push it. Sorry, we kind of always use you for the test subject since you volunteered that time. I’m sorry.”
“No, no that’s not it at all. Hey why so glum, Kaydee? Is everything all right?” Lauren inquired, changing the subject.
“Yeah, I’m pretty stressed. We have that high level member of the gang, and the top brass wants to use the traditional violent interrogation method, cutting us out of it! And on top of that, I still don’t know how we’ll infiltrate the gang. It’s a dangerous endeavor!”
“Yeah, I heard the same thing. I’m sorry Kaydee. But part of that is kind of what I wanted to talk to you about.”
“Okay, what’s up?” said Kaydee, A little more chipper.
“Well, as hard as I’ve been pushed with the tickling, I have never really felt like I was near my limit.”
“You do recover from breathlessness pretty quickly. Probably because you exercise every day.”
“Well, I feel like my stamina is only part of it. I feel like I want to be pushed harder.”
Lauren leaned in to whisper, “A lot harder. I am kind of craving it.”
“Really?” Kaydee smiled.
“Yeah, I feel like I could take anything, and enjoy every second.”
“I see,” said Kaydee. “It’s rare, but I have met a couple of women like that.”
“What if I were the mole? I could infiltrate the gang!”
“Lauren no! It’s so dangerous!”
“Well I’m a desk jockey. We could pretend I’m new in town. They won’t know me. And if they discover me and do their typical punishment, I’ll be able to take it.”
“Gang tickling is really intense, Lauren. And you are really ticklish. And it’s not like they don’t also have guns.”
“Well, let’s at least consider it. I want to stop Sense as much as anyone. And we need a mole. I mean how bad could gang tickling really be?” said Lauren, raising an eyebrow. “ If only there were a way to find out…”
“We’ll, I suppose we could at least see how you like it…”
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The next morning
The crew was excitedly chattering with anticipation.
As expected by, well, everyone that knew them, Harriet and Alice’s relationship had grown into a fairly intense, but productive rivalry. The beautiful Alice was a phenomenally talented tickler. She was no stranger to hard work, but her incredible natural skill at it, and fun and outgoing nature made her a terrifyingly good tickler.
Harriet had different qualities. She didn’t initially possess any special skill. She had a natural, plain look. But she was, hands down, the smartest, hardest working individual anyone had ever met, seen, heard of, or read about. Tickling didn’t come naturally to her, but she was determined to be the best at it. And when Harriet decided to be the best at something, Harriet became the best at that thing. No number of setbacks, no failure, absolutely nothing would make her stop working. If Harriet decided it was worthwhile, it was only a matter of time before she obtained mastery. And even mastery wasn’t quite enough for her.
Savannah’s quiet nature did not slow her down. It kind of made her intimidating. She was pretty good.
“Good morning, ladies,” said Captain Banks. “We have good news.”
The women quieted down and gave Captain Banks their attention.
“One of the top brass, Jean, an old military buddy, she heeded my request to look closer at our methods yesterday. Alice, please stand up.”
Alice stood up, looking puzzled.
Captain Banks continued. “She saw your work yesterday, Alice. It was phenomenal. I watched the recording myself. Phenomenal.”
Alice smiled.
“Jean was impressed, and she showed some of the other members of the top brass, who decided to change their tune. They were still split on it, but, they took a vote, and…” the Captain paused. “We will be allowed to interrogate the high level member of Jordan’s gang!” she announced smiling broadly.
The room erupted into applause! They all hugged each other. Harriet clapped, looking slightly annoyed. But, inside she was still impressed with her rival. And ready to watch the recording that evening to study how she did it.
After the room settled, the Captain made a second announcement. “As for the second announcement.
Captain Banks cleared her throat and paused.
“Lauren has bravely put her hat in the ring to be the mole.”
People got quiet. They looked concerned.
“We are concerned too,” continued the Captain. “And nothing is set in stone. We would like to find another way of getting the intel we need, but as a plan B, having a mole in the gang, albeit dangerous, is a tried and true way to get good intel, and lots of it.”
“How will we keep her safe?” asked Savannah.
“Well,” the captain continued, “Lauren is already very physically fit, and she will begin studying to perfect her firearm work, hand to hand combat, and everything else that can keep her safe.”
The concerned looks didn’t change.
“But we all know that gang tickling is a very real danger.”
Everyone’s head nodded.
“So, we need to do some stamina training.”
“Like lots of cardio?” asked Savannah.
“Well, Lauren already has a pretty good handle on cardio training. She probably has the best stamina of the whole group. As Kaydee has informed me, the only way to test natural tickle stamina and to build more of it, is well, to tickle.”
“I’ll do it,” said Harriet, raising her hand high. “I need the practice, and I believe I am capable of pushing you pretty hard.”
“Yeah right,” came a voice from the back. “You don’t need practice, you’re the best. I need the practice!”
Harriet frowned. “Second best. For now…”
“Well, Captain said, we actually need several of you...”
Several women raised their hands, grinning at each other.
Harriet and Alice raised their hands high, glaring at each other.
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“Are you really sure you want us to strap you like this, Lauren?”
“I’m sure! I’m ready when you are,” she replied
“This is really brave of you,” said Harriet.
Lauren tried to hide the smile on her face, and the twinkle in her eye.
She lay face down, in a loose shirt, and workout shorts. She was tied with her hands together, over hear head. Her elbows were bound too, limiting movement. She had ties at her knees, and her ankles. Her amazing smooth feet were bare. Her loose shirt allowed for easy access for hands up her shirt. She didn’t tell them that she saw this in an amazing tickling fetish video she saw online.
“Ok, here goes nothing!” Alice said, with a sly smirk, and began to tickle Laurens sides with her nails.”
“Hhahaaa!!! HAHAA!!!”
The other women joined in, tickling the backs of her calves, sides and ribs.”
“HAHAHHA!!!!! Oh my gosh!!! AAAAAHAAAAHHAAA!!!!!
AAAAAHAHAHAA!!!!!”
Alice switched to tickling Lauren’s sides underhand style, with her fingernails exploring near her navel, and her thumbnails tickling her back.
Her already loud laughter reached new heights.
“AAHAHAHHAAA!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!
The women stopped tickling.
Within three breaths, Lauren was composed and breathing normally.
“What gives? Jeez, I thought you were good at this!”
“You were laughing pretty hard, there tough girl,” teased Alice.
“Not THAT hard,” smirked Lauren.
“Oh I see! I see!” said Alice playfully, beginning the onslaught anew.
“AAHAHAHAA!!!”
The rest joined in.
Lauren layed there laughing deeply, beautiful smile on her face.
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20 mins of tickling, with a few breaks, initiated by concerned ticklers, and Lauren was beginning to sweat. She was laughing like a wild woman, but she hadn’t begged or even asked them for a break.
Harriet was tickling and playing with different spots, strategically. Back of knees. Neck. Feet. Toes.
Toes! Those got a great reaction from Harriet and her nails that she had strategically had done at a salon. Acrylic nails.
Alice organised a new onslaught. Ok, you, on this side, you over there, get her ribs, you get her underarms. Go!”
“AAAHAHAHAAAA!!!! Covered in sweat, Lauren screamed with laughter as several hands with carefully shaped nails skillfully manipulated her stomach and ribs. AHAHAAAAhaAAAA!!!” This newest attack included hands on her sides near her hips. She reached silent laughter within a few seconds, but they didn’t stop. Her face mimed wild laughter, but no sound came out.
The hands stopped. A tired Lauren breathed hard. Her young lungs sucked in air, recovering quite quickly. “Here goes, girly! No mercy this time! You asked for it!”
“Wait!” said Harriet.
“She asked for it. She said this time no break, let’s keep going!”
“No, I know, but this time I have a strategy,” said Harriet, circling the tickle table, studying Lauren like a math problem.
“Ok, you two here at the hip bones. You’re really good at that. You over here, under her arms. Alice, you get her midsection with that rapid claw thing you do so well, and anything else that comes to you. I’ll get her feet and toes.”
Harriet sat Savannah on Lauren’s butt. “Wait here.”
She bent Lauren’s knees, and positioned herself pressing her with her own chest against Lauren’s shins. Lauren looked like she was hogtied, but with her hands up and her armpits exposed.
“Savannah, you get the backs of her thighs, and reach around and get her bent knees, too. We’ll all start at once, slowly at first, then build to our best.”
Lauren looked back toward Harriet and said, “Don’t do your best. Do your worst.”
With that, everyone began to tickle slowly.
“WOAH!! AAAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHAAaaaaaa…….!!!!! AAAAAAHAHAHHAA!”
Lauren exploded with shrieking laughter!
The now very excited tickler looked at each other with glee as they saw the obvious effectiveness of this new approach.
“Now let’s make it a little worse…” said Harriet, directing the women like a
Lauren responded with screaming laughter that went up in pitch, and thrashed much harder than she had previously done.
“Woah, Harriet,” said Savannah. “You are like a tickle genius!”
Harriet smirked as she deftly stroked the soles of Lauren’s feet. Harriet admired her nails. She had been secretly testing different nail materials and nail shapes at the salon, while keeping careful record of the effects of each change. It might have looked odd to some to see perfectly done fingernails on a plain woman, who typically put little effort into her look beyond being appropriate and professional at work. But this was research. And luckily, these nails she had this time were the best she had developed so far for tickling ticklish feet.
Harriet thought to herself “Ok, now this should open the floodgates!” as she be switched tickling Lauren’s perfect toes with both hands.
“AAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAA!!!!!” Lauren responded with screaming laughter, and thrashed, pulling her feet away harder than ever! “AAAAAAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!”
Lauren took a huge breath. “AHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA……….”
Lauren’s laughter was getting wild, and fell into silent laughter at the end of every breath.
“AHAHHAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAaaaaaaahhaa…...!!!!!!
Alice saw the reaction and knew she had to up her tickle game.
She slid her slender fingers, like claws, around the small of Lauren’s back, around against her sides, up her ribs, and began to gently dig.
AAAHAHAHHAHAHAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Lauren thrashed her midsection hard, to try to avoid the beautiful hands that had it in their clutches.
None of the women in the room had ever seen a woman laugh so hard in their lives!!
Lauren was glistening with sweat.
“She’s gonna give up!” said Alice excitedly, eyes flashing with excitement as she repeated her awful midsection technique.
Savanna looked back and asked, “Stop?”
To everyone’s shock, while laughing like a wild woman, Lauren shook her head no!!!
They dug in again.
“AAAAHAHAHAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAAAAAAHAHAHHAHAHAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA……….”
“AAAHAHAAHAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHHHAHHAAaaaaaa…….!!!!! AAAAAAHAHAHHAA!”
“How is she taking this?!” said Savannah.
“Harriet,” Alice shouted over wild laughter, “Teeth and tongue on the toes, nails on the soles!”
Without hesitation, Harriet put her mouth around Lauren’s long elegant toes. Licking nibbling and gently biting. She used the saliva that was building up to make Lauren’s soles slick and slippery for enhancing her incredible fingernails.
Alice, noticing the sweat, creeped her finger up into Laurens underarms, and back to the ribs. Up into the hollows, and back, using the sweat to make her skin more sensitive and slick.
“HHAHHAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!!” Lauren exploded with an onslaught of laughter that seemed to shake the walls!!
HAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!HAHAHAHAHHH!!!! AAA A AHAHAH HAHAHAHAHAHAAA!!!!!”
Alice shouted, “We’ve almost got her! No mercy everyone! Go! Between the toes, Harriet! Between her toes!!!!”
Alice rolled Lauren’s torso a little bit sideways and attacked the center of Lauren’s stomach and ribs with her terrific, terrible claws, with stiffened fingers, creating the worst tickling imaginable to anyone with a nervous system.
Harriet instinctively tickled wickedly with her fingernails on Lauren’s slick soles, wiggled her thumbs between her toes, as well slid her terribly ticklish tongue between Lauren’s sensitive long toes!
Bam! A switch flipped! Lauren absolutely flipped out! Thrashing around with ticklish laughter, screaming and laughing, every few seconds going up in pitch, Lauren became the most ticklish person who ever lived!
“AaHAHAAAAahahahahHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Wait AAAAHAHHAHAHA!!!!!!
NNAAAAAAA!!!!
NOAHAHAHAAaaaa...
Wait, not there!!!! Not that!!!! AHAHAAAAA!!!! AAAAAAAAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!! AHAHAHAHHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I GIIIIIIIVVVVVVVVEEE! I Give!AHAHAH hahahah!!”
Slowly, her laughter slowed. She had finally conceded.
The women high fived and cheered. And then looked at Lauren, feeling a little guilty.
Sensing this, Lauren looked back at them and said, “That was awesome!” No one has ever tapped me out before!!”
“Really? Never?!” asked Savannah. “You are a beast! That was amazing!” Come on, lets untie her.
Glistening with sweat, Lauren looked exhausted. Exhausted, and glowing with happiness and pride. Lauren curled up on the table.
“I did good?” she asked.
“Yeah, Lauren, you did awesome,” replied Savannah.
Within only a minute, Lauren was curled up, asleep. If you looked carefully you could see a satisfied smile on her face.”
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It was a clear night. The biting cold wind blew the cape that concealed her identity, making flapping noises. He put her game face on, despite wanted to smile, and entered the door to the house.
In a car, a hundred yards away, Harriet, was watching.
“So that’s where you’ve been going, Alice!” she thought to herself. “Maybe now I can figure out what you are up to.”