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Black Market tickling Part 2: Tickle step 1 (Maria's intro tickle)

Tickleslavegirl

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Hey all hope you enjoy this Step 1 tickling of Maria and just know far worse will be on its way soon. This is just the first pf many tortures she will endure!!!

Slowly, Maria woke still consumed in total darkness. She tried to blink to clear her mind and her vision enveloped in darkness. However, the quick fix of a blink lent no aid to her, as darkness still consumed her. All she felt was a tight pressure wrapped around her head. In a jerk reflex, at the consuming darkness, she tried to move but soon found not only had she lost her sight but her limbs would not obey her commands to move. Her muscles flexed and stomach clenched but no movement could be achieved. Breath hot, fast, and panicked filled her lungs and she quietly recited a mantra she learned as a small child to bring her body back from the brink of madness. With long deep breaths she allowed her fluttering heart to slow and began to enlist her sense of touch to flood out of her and fill the room. She came to realize her body was restrained to some contraption. The soft touch of cool padded leather was upon her back. She could feel the warmth of the room around her and came to realize her body had been stripped naked as well. She could also feel the weight of her body causing pressure on her knees though she could still feel restraints around both her legs and ankles causing her to believe she could be in a kneeling position.

Feeling as if she had a minor handle on her situation now, she tried to cry for help only to discover her mouth was full of some sort of gag. Her cry barely registered to her so little sound came out and she tried again and again to scream. Finally she ceased her cries and began a futile attempt to break her bonds. They were as immovable as the gag and the blindfold she realized was around her head.

Questions swirl through her mind but before she could even seek answers, she heard a door open. Heavy footsteps filled the room as a deep firm voice said “finally you're awake.” Maria tried to cry out to the voice to glean some information about who the owner was but all she was given was a deep chuckle and the words, “welcome to the underground flesh trade.” The words brought a madness in Maria as she began to scream and flail in her bonds. They mercilessly held fast as the voice chuckled yet again before taking her face in one strong hand and shoving thick sound canceling earmuffs upon her head. She was left in a world of darkness and deafness still screaming and thrashing as he left the room laughing, “we got a live one this time.”.

She screamed till exhaustion again took her as her body expelled the last of the drugs through sleep. When she finally awoke she felt as if she had remained this way for hours though she truly did not know for how long or if she was ever alone in the room or not. Before she could dwell on her thoughts, she felt the movement of cool air around her and the small vibration of whatever contraction she was tied to being moved from her current prison. On and on, it went. Small vibrations touched Maria's body revealing she was still being moved to a new location to what fate awaited her she did not know. After 5 minutes or so, she finally felt the contraption being locked in place for the small click that sent a shuddering vibration up the machine and then nothing.

If only she knew what was about to happen to her. If only she knew she was currently restrained arms above her head. Straps at her wrist, under and above her elbows, right under her breasts and more straps on her upper leg right above and below her knee and at her ankles. The restraints on her arms expose her entire soft tone upper body. Her shaved underarms, vulnerable sides, her hopeless ribs, and her firm breasts all illuminated by the lights of the stage she was restrained upon. Her body exposed to the touch of anyone or anything. Her lower body was equally restrained. Her knees were bent at a 90° backwards angle allowing easy access to both her upper body, her genitals, her ass, legs and her feet.

But she was equally helpless to see the hundreds of thousands of Spectators in this black market audience gazing upon her as she sat upon the main stage. Locked into the torture device currently bolted to the ground. Tickling and pleasure instruments littered around her on medical tables. Two men walking around her prepared and eager to show the audience why she was worth every last penny in this flesh market. Unexpectedly, a female announcer began to declare who their prisoner was to the audience. “Her name is Maria, she weighs 165 pounds, her shoe size is 9.5, she has B cup breasts, and we have already created a believable cover story concerning her disappearance. Yes ladies and gentlemen. No one will be looking for this girl. So with no further ado we will begin the first round of torture and show you all that she is worth every penny to own and torture daily, monthly, yearly, or gift to another tickle lover!” Turning off the mic she turned to the men “begin with the feathers and we will go through each step one at a time until the audience sees she is worth their money.”

Each man nodded and grabbed slim but stiff feathers off of the medical tables. 1 took up position behind Maria, allowing easy access to your feet, ass, and her entire pelvic region. The other stood in front of her allowing easy access to her entire upper body but more so her soft smooth underarms. With a brief glance at one another the torture of Maria began as if with some hidden signal and the feathers began to descend.

Poor Maria had no warning or time to prepare herself for the descending feathers. Never would she even have considered tickling as part of the flesh trade. But all this changed once the first two feathers slowly and teasingly touched her underarms making small methodical circles centimeters at a time. A silly grin soon spread upon her face as every ounce of determination went into preventing the giggles threatening to rise from her belly. However, the first man’s feather work was masterful. He mixed in variety with every stroke. Targeting a different area of Maria’s soft smooth underarms with each flick of the feather never allowing her body to build up immunity or predict where the feather would strike next. One stroke could be targeting her lower armpit almost stretching to her ribs in small tormenting circles before dragging a line of ticklish torture all the way to her elbow. The feather danced a ticklish path of hell across Maria’s armpit as the audience sat in rapt attention for the first giggle to break from her lips. Maria lasted about 20 seconds under the ticklish assault. What finally broke her resolve was the man began to twirl one feather in slow circles upon her underarms while dragging the other feather in long sensual. The first giggle girlish and filled with reluctant mirth slipped out of her fortress of grinning white teeth and it unleashed the flood. The auditorium began to fill with girlish cackling giggles that broke from behind her gag. Her arms tensed and pulled at her restraints at the maddening gentle tickling of the feathers but no relief could be found as he continued changing each stroke to break her further. The first 30 seconds of giggles finally gave way to the first cackling full bellied laugh that broke from Maria as her stomach tensed and her hands shook in their restraints.

The audience smiled as the first full laugh broke through the gag and echoed around the auditorium through the microphone podium registering all of Maria’s tortures. Some chatted quietly with their friends or loved ones about the potential of buying Maria, while others descended their hands into their pants to imagine how pleasurable tickling Maria would feel to them.

After 5 minutes of musical cackling laughter and many failed attempts to move later Maria was finally given a momentary break as the man removed the feathers from her underarms and set them upon the medical tray they came from. He admired the sweat beginning to shine upon Maria, from the exertion of laughter, and her slowly hardening nipples though he could not yet tell if it was from desire or the cool air circulating within the auditorium. With a small nod to his partner, he steps away from Maria and a bottle filled with baby oil but he does not yet return to Maria, as his partner slowly begins to lower his feathers to Maria’s helplessly waiting feet.

Maria had barely begun to regain her breath when she felt the first soft touch of a feather slide in between her toes and there was no stopping the ticklish feeling it elicited from her. A scream broke from her lips and shot out of the gag before echoing around the auditorium thanks to the microphone placed near her. Her entire body shook and bucked but the restraints allowed her no movement or escape. Each foot twitched with the feather exploring her soles but the skill of her tormentor prevented her struggles to affect his tickling. The feathers slowly explored in between each squirming toe. Slow strokes kept the laughter they elicited long and painful. Every nerve was touched and explored before he would pull the feather out and begin exploring between the next toe. He soon learned Maria was particularly sensitive in between her 3rd and 2nd toe on each foot and he took great relish in sawing the feather between them forcing Maria’s ass to jiggle and shake in front of him and her screams to fill his ears with each stroke.


After 3 minutes of lengthy toe exploration, where Maria was reduced to a gasping wreck that just giggled helplessly through the gag even as the feathers were no longer touching her, he slowly slid the lengths of both feathers down Maria’s feet. He slid the feathers between wrinkles and soft flesh causing another wave of bucking screams and shrieks from Maria even as drool began to cascade from the gag down her face. Tears leaked from her eyes, but those amazing white teeth still flashed before him, fueling his desire to draw every last laugh from her body. He explored in twirls and flutters with the feather as well as long casual strokes that caused her squirming feet to clench and try to jerk away but he predicted such movements and easily pursued her feet with their limited mobility. Cheers from the crowd soon began to ring out as he pushed Maria to another point of hysteria by taking her foot in one hand and slowly dragging the entire feather up and down her sole while allowing it to explore between her toes every 4th stroke. Maria always knew it was coming and fought harder to escape with her feet every time but she never asked just was forced into greater agony through every touch. Finally, 10 minutes later, he slowly withdrew the feathers from her now sweating soles and set them back on the medical tray. He grabbed the towel upon the tray as well and slowly wiped the drool from Maria’s face. He could still hear her giggling into the gag even as he cleaned her off, bringing a smile to his face that this was only step one of the numerous tortured they had prepared for her. Turning to his partner, he put down the towel. “So are you ready to get her off before we really get this show on the road.”
 
Awesome Story and very nice to read! I love dark scenarios and underground tickle communities that kidnap innocent girls to turn them into tickle- and sexslaves 😀
Can’t wait for the next part, hopefully they make her bounce her asscheeks even more once they tickle her baloonknot >🙂
 
Oh it gets worse

Awesome Story and very nice to read! I love dark scenarios and underground tickle communities that kidnap innocent girls to turn them into tickle- and sexslaves 😀
Can’t wait for the next part, hopefully they make her bounce her asscheeks even more once they tickle her baloonknot >🙂

Oh don’t worry. It will get worse. So much worse for Maria by the end of it all. Gotta satisfy those buyers
 
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