After taking a moment of reflection, the evil hell goddess Glorificus entered the room of Satsu Shirotori-Summers, ex-girlfriend of her enemy the Slayer General Buffy Summers. Satsu was pulling at her chains, her mouth gagged, her limbs streched sideways dangling from the ceiling (think the picture nude Chelsea and the flying feathers). And she was as exposed as the day she was born.
"So the little snap dragon still has fire, eh? But how quick is she?" inquired Glory. Glory moved at superspeed towards the naked girl, still trying to free herself. "So tell me sunshine, are you a little.... ticklish?" Satsu pulled harder against her chains, using all the Slayer strength she had. Glory smirked and began running her fingers up and down Satsu's underarms, ribcage and sides. Satsu screamed in her ball gag, trying desperatedly to free herself. "Wow little pumpkin, I'd say that was a yes!" taunted Glory, increasing the speed of her hands.
Satsu fought as she was wont to do, trying to strike the monster tormenting her. She could still remember the feel of Buffy's fingers as they explored her ticklish spots. This was far less pleasant and considerably more tortorous. Satsu buckled and struggled and screamed through her ball gag as Glory continued the vicious treatment. Glory smirked as she watched the tiny girl squirm under her fingers. So easy these defenceless little girls. She decided then and there that the powers gained from Karak should be put to use. At once feathers began to levitate against the back of her legs and backside, just gently hovering a little up and down, torturing Satsu further. Glory grinned and using her telekenesis removed the gag.
A well of laughter exploded from Satsu's throat. She screamed, she shrieked, sweat ran down her body and tears ran down her eyes. And yet the tickling continued. The ground shook and began to change into two stone fingers with arms attached. The fingers began to run themselves against Satsu's soles. Satsu was delirious with laughter. Her body was aflame with laughter and Glory seemed relentless. With the many and varied powers of Karak at Glory's disposal, Satsu was little more than a howling pile of contorted flesh.
"So how is Buffy the snapdragon doing? Still scoring with weak, delicate, pretty and pathetic creatures like you eh? She clears seeks people out like herself. Weak little snapdragon, and you sweetcheeks are even weaker than her. Look, a few tickles and you're crying like a little girl. A few underarm tickles, exploration of your ribcage, footsie ticklies and even "gasp" your little bottom and you're ready to give in. That's the problem with humans, too soft!" declared Glory as she continued to torment Satsu.
Satsu thought the battle with the enhanced vampires was difficult but they paled compared to this. The feathers levitated around her ticklish butt, the underknees were being examined, the gentle touch of the rock fingers and the speed of the raking of her underarms, sides and ribcage, it was driving her to breaking point. She thought of Buffy beautiful Buffy who she adored. She tried to fight, she tried to stand tall, she tried everything in her power.
But Glory tickled on, her eyes suddenly grinned as she finished the torment of the underarms, ribcage and sides. Though she laughed on, Satsu felt at last able to breathe as the gentle tickling was less physically tormenting and more of a mental ideal. Glory's eyes darting across the room, deciding how to use what she knew. As she observed, Satsu's eyes closed trying to stem the tears and that was all the time she required.
Soon Satsu erupted with laughter against as a feather duster explored her sensitive tummy and a finger poked her belly button in a maddenign way. A third arm was certainly handy thought Glory as she gave her sensitive 4 hands instead of 2. The power of the ascendant Karak flowing through her veins, only her imagination limited the way she would torment these ladies.
The duster swished and danced across the surface of Satsu's firm abdomen, testing the area as if it were a military expedition of Russia over Georgia rather than a cruel examination of ticklish flesh. The twin sensation of the slow agonising fingers running themselves over quivering arches and tiny toes and the brutal and speedy movements beign infliced over her sensitive belly drove Satsu's head back and forth and side to side as if she could knock herself unconscious to escape the tickling.
This only drove Glory on as she accelerate the speed of the ass tickling to normal speed, providing a cascade of delicate nerve ending being explored at 3 very varied speeds. Such emotions, such intense torment, it was more than little Satsu was made to endure. As feathers levitate into the wells of her pits, she let out a loud cry as her mind broke in twain and her body lost consciousness.
Glory grinned at the dribbling, babbling, giggling mess that was once Buffy Summers' lovers and trusted friend and touch her between her legs. Moans flowed as a light ignited from Glory fingers and Satsu was no longer in chains but absorbed by Glory. Glory's grin was Cheshire like as she left the room. "One down, nine to go!" as she contemplated which room to enter next.
A) BS
b) DS
c) FL
d) EB
e) CB
f) MD
g) MH
h) NS
i) LE
