Bank On It (fff/f)

CollaredKid05 · Sep 9, 2019

“Sasha? SASHA?!” Bayley hollered backstage near the top of her lungs, but still no response. Where on earth was her partner? Her and Banks had a tag team match scheduled tonight at Elimination Chamber for the Woman’s Tag Team championships, and if they had any hopes of winning, they would need to BOTH be there for the match at least.

Regardless, Bayley kept searching, though she would never find Sasha Banks. Little did “The Hugger” know, her tag team partner was kidnapped by their opponents earlier in the night.

Sasha was taken and restrained in The Riot Squad’s locker room, arms bound above her head and legs placed firmly in stocks. She was completely immobile as she awoke.

“Urgh. What the hell is going on? Where am I?” Banks growled as her head was still spinning. The last thing she remembered was heading in through the parking lot before everything went black. There were a few bits of broken memory that played in her head though. Being grabbed from behind, the smell of the rag, the soreness of her voice as she screamed. Saying things looked bad was an understatement.

“Well hello there Sasha! Wakey wakey haha!” The pinked haired Liv Morgan skipped merrily into the room, followed shortly by Sarah Logan. The Viking like woman took her place on the left side of the room. Her arms were crossed, she was as stoic as ever, except for that small smile she couldn’t hide no mater how much effort was put in.

Liv took her place on the right of the trapped Banks, except she had no concept of personal space. She condescendingly leaned on her, smiling wide like a child who knew a BIG secret.

“Wipe that smile off your face before I smack it off, bitch.” Banks growled at the smug looking ditz.

Liv let out a fake gasp. “So mean! Don’t you think my smile is nice though? I happen to think YOURS is REALLY nice Sasha.” The pink haired woman bounced and gave a wide grin with her index fingers pointing at her mouth.

“You best do yourself a favor and shut up. Don’t think for a minute I won’t get out of this. And when I do I’m putting the hurt on your and then “Amazon” over there.” Sasha’s voice got louder as her anger grew like an inflating balloon.

“Aw what? Nothing for me?” And just then Ruby Riot walked into the locker room, Sarah then walked to the door and pressed an entire locker over it, so no one else would come in.

Banks glared at the tattoo clad super star as she walked forward and grabbed her face by the cheeks.

“Well I have something for you. A warning. Stay out of our way Banks. You want out? We’ll let you out, but only if you STAY out. Get me? Run as long and as hard as you can or we’ll make an even bigger fool out of you.” Ruby spoke as clear and authoritative as possible for the message to get through, but Sasha wasn’t unimpressed.

“Get out of my face, get me out of this thing, and most importantly GET in that ring so I can kick the ever loving crap out of you! YOU GOD DAMN COWARDS!”

Ruby only rolled her eyes at the tough talk. “Well then we’ll just have to break The Boss. Get her girls.”

Live and Sarah took their place on each side of the infuriated ex Woman’s Champion. Liv giggling like a school girl and Sarah with a smug grin.

“GET AWAY FROM ME!” Sasha barked on last time on def ears.

“Shhh shh shhhhhhh Sasha. We aren’t gonna hurt you. In fact it’ll only just tickle hehehe!” And with that both members began tickling the underarms of their victim.

Banks eyes widened, feeling the nerves being ignited in her bare underarms. It was a duality of sensations, Liv with soft teasing tickling and Sarah with rough dominant strokes.”

“Pffff... you think...... haha.... you think that’s gonna...... urgh scare me? Haha! Tahahaanks for showing you’re nothing but littleheheh girls!” The purple haired superstar was shaken for sure, but still in control. The two women poked and prodded all they could but no matter how much they tried Banks wouldn’t break. After five minutes they relented.

“Giving... ha.. ha.. up? Your torment is worse then your promos.” Sasha started to laugh condescendingly at the three of them only to be joined in hysterics by Ruby.

“Awww you think that’s it? What do you think we are, stupid? We see you Banks. We see you fighting and if there are any women who love getting under people’s skin, it’s us. Try her legs girls. GET her!” And with that the two wrestlers got back to it.

Their fingers explored every visible piece of flesh that was available to them. Liv nimbly scratched around Sasha’s thighs while Logan kneaded her tanned sides like a roll of dough. Meanwhile, Banks did her very best and successfully was able to hold it together. True, the sides of her mouth were shaking like a leaf, but she wouldn’t break. She had taken too much punishment over the years to bitch out from something so childish.

Ruby looked on with her in-control demeanor slowly being chipped away by Sasha Banks’ resilience. This wouldn’t do, not one bit. She tried walking up to her captive’s ear and egging her on.

“Come on Sasha. Laugh for us. You know you want to. Don’t you want to show that pretty smile? Coochie Coochie coo....” Ruby teased as her hot breath caressed Sasha’s ear. It made Bank’s body shiver but still she wouldn’t give in, causing all the squad members to take a break.

“This is boring!” Liv huffed. “You said we’d make her squeal and I barely hear a peep!

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“Now THIS is what I’ve been looking for!” Liv sang as she grazed her fingertips ever so lightly down the bottoms of Bank’s feet. Her entire body reacting to the tickling as if she was being shocked!

“OH MY GOD! That’s AMAZING! Your SO ticklish Banks it’s INSANE! It feels so good doesn’t it? Haha! Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle!!! Coochie coo, Coochie coo, Coochie Coochie Coochie coo!” The pink haired superstar continued to get more and more excited at this new revelation. The other two members allowing Liv to enjoy herself so long as Banks was still a laughing mess, and by the sounds of the cackles that bounced off the walls...

“AHAHAHAHABOH GOAHAHD! HA! HA! HAAah oh god oh god! LIV! S-s-s-STOP!” Bank’s arms shook violently in an attempt to get herself free, but more then ever she was aware how trapped she was.

“Stop? Oh no no no no No! Why would I stop now that things are getting fun! Awww are you embarrassed?~ You should be. Ticklish feet? How lame.” The verbal teasing never seemed to end much like the touch of her fingers as they traced her and there.

The most tormenting thing about Morgan’s touch was the sensual air to it. Her fingers would dance and flutter around her arches and instep, all while barely making contact. It made Sasha think for a second she would gain back control, but all too soon she would break again. All to the delight of the crazed diva and her friends.

“AHAHAHAHAH! AH GHHAHAHAD! Liv you STOP! STOP RIGHT NOHAAHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHW!!”

“MA-AHAHA-AKE me! Also, sorry about the blue on your feet.~” Liv winked, leaving Banks confused. She caught her breath as she thought about the comment.

“B-blue on my...... whaaha.. what the hell are you talking about BAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA! NO! NO! GET YOUR TONGUE AWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHah! AWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH!!! STOHAAHAHHAHAHAAHHA!” But it was no use. Banks nearly went cross eyed as Morgan’s blue covered tongue wiggled and worked its way threw every wrinkle of her bare feet. She took special care to softly nibble her arches and even suck her long tanned toes.

“Oh no!” Ruby gasped. “Looks like The Boss’s all licklish! I don’t think she’s screaming enough Sarah, get her! Try those pits again.” Riot patted her team mate’s back, driving home her command.

“Yea Sarah come on! It’s sooooooooo much fun! Isn’t Sasha?” The pink haired super star asked right before placing her tongue at the bottom of her feet and licking all he way up to her toes.

“HAHAHHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH NOOOOOOOOOAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAAHAHHABNO PLEEHEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!” Banks couldn’t keep her body still for even a second while the tickles ravaged her helpless body. She tried again and again to answer the sick diva’s question but every time it would be interrupted by that damn tongue, licking and snaking around her feet with reckless abandon.

Finally after a good two minutes Banks got a chance to reply, only for Logan’s powerful fingers to dig there way once again into her underarms.

“NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOIOOOO!!! PLEASE HAHAHAHAAH IM BEGGING YOHOHOHHHHOAAHAHAHAHAHAAAHAHAHHAHAOOOOOO! NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NO NOOO! PLEEEEEHEHEHEHEHASE! HAHAHHAHAHAHA YOU BITCHES! YOU NO GOOD DIRTY BITCHES ILL KIHEHEHEHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHHAAHAHEHEHHEHAHAHEHHAHAHE!!!”

It tickled so much worse now that Sasha’s armor had more then a few cracks in it. Over and over again, Sarah’s fingers scribbled their way into Bank’s hallows while still her feet were so cruelly tormented.

“Please tickle you more?~” Liv asked poking her head out from the spent feet before her.

“That’s what I heard.” Sarah Logan added from behind the slowly fading victim.

“Either that or she’s asking us to stop. What about it Banks? If you fuck off for tonight I’ll make them stop tickling you.” Ruby calmed closer and leaned on the stocks. “So how about it?”

Sasha responded by spitting in Riots face. It caught Liv and Sarah so off guard that they stopped their assault.

“Oh you’re in trouble now!” Sang Liv as she covered her mouth in surprise. Ruby meanwhile wiped the spit from her cheek and only smiled.

“Oh you’re fucking dead now!” The leader of the Riot squad went to grab two red hair brushes and imminently started scrubbing the pads of Banks feet. It was at that point Sasha learned true tickling torture. The bristles dragged across her skin while her nerves raged. All the while the two lackeys went back to their work at her underarms.

Riot used a brush on each foot and ran them up and down in counter directions. It ensured that no matter how hard the former champion tried she couldn’t adapt to the sensation. It didn’t end with her soles either.

Both Morgan and Logan had different methods of attack. While Liv prided herself on delicately tracing around the hollows and upper body of Banks, Sarah would tickle away with no real relent. If Sasha was a weaker woman, it probably would’ve hurt.

“HahahahahahahhHAHAHAHAHAHHAH OH GHAGAGAGAGAGAGAG OH GOOOAHAHAHAHAHEHDDHHAHAHAHHAAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH FUCUUUUAHAHAHAHCK YOUAHHAHAAHHAHAHA!” Sasha was going damn near out of her mind but still wouldn’t break. Her eyes would cross every now and then and she would cough more often. The torment was for sure taking an effect, but she still hung in there.

“Are you going to do what we say bitch?!” Riot barked while brushing even faster. All three of the Riot squad members all began to tickle her more earnestly.

Somehow, Banks was still holding on, still saying no. Her tongue was nearly hanging out of her mouth at this point, but still she refused to give up. All the while her toes were now falling victim to the brush and no matter how much she wiggles them there was no escape. Couple that with the constant jabbing of Logan’s finger into her ravaged armpit, and even more licking from Liv on the other, it was a wonder how Banks was able to scream.

“NOAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAH! NEEEVEVEVEVEGHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAVEAHAHAHAHAAAAAR! WELL BBEHEHE BBWEBBABABABAAN ONONONONONO NO AHHAHAAHHAH NOAHAHAH! ILL AHAHAHHAA WELLLHAAHAHHHHAHSHAH AHHAAH STAAHHAAHAHAHHAP!”

You’d think at this point the evil stable would get bored or even a bit tired. They had been at it for hours and though Banks would look more and more worse for wear, she was never giving up. It was time to get serious. While using the brushes her soles Riot commented.

“Really? Still? Damn Banks you must really love our tickles. And if you love them that much then why should we hold back.” All the tickling stopped while all the members showed and even wider grin. Then before she knew it her toes were being tightly tied back by Sarah Logan, being a farm girl she knew just how to make the knots.

Soon enough Sasha banks became even more trapped then before, unable to even wiggle her despite toes. The trio stood in front of them, all admiring their work and the site before them.

“All right ladies. Time to stop messing around. This is your last chance before we drive you crazy. Give up?” They didn’t even wait for an answer before all three jumped into action.

Liv was in charge of teasing the long stems of the toes while Logan kept her fingers teasing at the very bottom of banks’ heels. Meanwhile the evil Ruby Riot continued her horrible work with the brushes on the center of the soles. Left right, left right. It never stopped moving left to right while the raven-haired superstar watched, the tickling drove the ex-woman’s champion completely inside out.

Banks’ entire body was sweating profusely. Her hair was practically drenched and she rattled her head uselessly with laughter. Her volume would raise and fall in accordance to the torment on her tanned feet. Without any warning she would scream her already burning lungs out, then suddenly would be held back to a point she could again curse them out over her laughs, just to again be taken back to mass hysterics.

All three worked in unison on those already worn out soles. Even Ruby eventually tossed away the brushes and used her own sharp nails. She loved the way the wrinkles bundled under her one finger as it ran its way up to the top where Liv was now sucking as many toes as she could fit in her mouth. It was then Riot licked her lips and demanded they all switched.

They had it set to a timer. Thirty minutes then switch, and every time they did it took that much more out of their victim. She was fading fast, soon unable to respond. Just shake her head.

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It was now 2 hours before Elimination Chamber began, and whether Sasha Banks gave up or not was now irrelevant. Her body, mind, and soles were now completely broken. She just sat there shaking and silently laughing, while the three again admired their handy work.

“Wow Banks. You must really like our tickles if you held out this long.” Ruby said.

“What a naughty girl! Just wanting to get tickled senseless from us! Mmmm, it’s kinda hot. I can get used to doing this forever.” Liv bounced still very much willing and able to go for longer.

“Like a tickle pet? Suit yourself. She’s too weak for me.” Sarah rolled her eyes. “She’s useless now anyway. We can stop wasting time.”

“Oh no. I still want to hear her say it~” Ruby said walking back up and setting her fingers loose on those feet again.

Even now Sasha couldn’t even react fully. Her body uselessly flailed but not even with the same spirit as before.

“GIVE BANKS! GIVE! Or I’m going to spend the rest of the night tickling these feet till you’re nothing but goo!” Riot kept going like a woman possessed.

“HA..hahah..hahah (cough cough) p-please!” Sasha fried but it was too much.

“I don’t want your laughs anymore Banks. I want you to say it! SAY IT! Tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle tickle...”

It kept going and going and going and going until it finally happened. She gave up. Her body completely passed out much to the delight of the three delinquents.

“YOU WIN! Uuuuurgh you w-win! I… I won’t go. I-I won’t! O-o-oh god.” The former woman’s champion said in a dizzy like state.

“Good.” Ruby looked on, pleased with all of this. “Now you girls go and win those belts. I’ll stay behind with our little friend here. You know, I could get use to this.~”

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