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This is the second installment on the Molly...The Slave series.
Molly woke on a bed in a dimly lit bedroom, but this time her arms were not bound above her head but were handcuffed behind her back. Her legs were shackled together by leather cuffs attached by a twelve inch chain. Around her neck she bore a collar with a 10 foot chain attached to an eye ring on the wall. The chain was connected to her collar with a padlock. She was still wearing the leotard and tights she had been tortured in hours before, but now she was able to move about the room.
Molly sat up in her bed and looked around the room figuring out that she was no longer in the room that Liz tickle tortured her. This room was no ordinary bedroom though. This room was larger than the previous room and had different bondage furniture scattered about the room. This bedroom was a dungeon.
Molly laid back down on the bed, thinking to herself what Liz was going to do to her. Molly lie on the bed and trying not to recall the torture she endured just hours ago. She had been Liz's slave for less than a 10 hours and she knew that her will to resist her was broken. Tears streamed from Molly's eyes as she remembered the torture from the previous night.
[Flashback to First Torture]
"Looks like you caught your breath. Took you long enough, it was just the first two minutes of torture, haha, afterall you won't get another break for at least another twenty minutes." Liz teased Molly who had just experienced the worst Two minutes of her life.
Liz grabbed Molly's left foot's toes with her left hand and bent them back to stretch her left sole taught just as she did to her right foot minutes ago. Molly's eues screw shut again, her jaw clinched, and she gripped the chains connected to her wrist tightly. Liz used her right hand to tickle the nylon clad left foot of Molly's. She started by raking her long fingernails down her sole.
"EEEEEEK HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA," screeched Molly as the torture started up. Liz continued to rake and scatter her nails across Molly's helpless sole. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA," continued Molly, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHa." After a few minutes of this torture, Liz started probbing her fingers into the nylon webbing between Molly's toes. "Your little toessies are just so ticklish its just so much fun for both of us." Liz teased Molly as she continued probbing in between her toes.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe," Molly continued, "STOP hahahahah I Can't hahahahahaha TahahaKE hahaha Any EEEEEEEEEEEEEK." Liz began scratching Molly's sole with her nails. Liz spidered away at her streched sole. Nothing but silent laughter could escape from Molly and she tried desperatly to plea for mercy. Liz released Molly's toes and began tickling both of her feet at the same time with Liz's spidering nails scattering across both nylon clad soles.
"Your soles are just so soft, they feel so nice under my fingers. i just love how little girls like you squirm so much when my fingers touch your nylon soles" Liz teased as her relentless assault on Molly's feet continued. Molly could resist just a little more since Liz released her toes from her clutches and changed up her technique to tickling both feet at the same time, but she could still not escape the relentless assault. Molly continued laughing silently trying to gasp for air as the torture continued on her feet.
"I told you the nylons would make you more ticklish. They act like little stimulators across your feet intensifying the torture." Liz began teasing. Molly was trying aimlessly to get a breath of air as her head began to get light. Just before Molly had the chance to pass out, Liz stopped the torture to allow her helpless victim to regain her composure. Molly gasped as hard as possible to get as much air as she could but the tingling that was left in her feet, that were not actually being tickled, continued to force laughter from her. After about a minute, Molly regained her composure but her jaw, stomach, and shoulders were extreamly sore.
"How are you feeling my little tickle slave? You lasted the first 30 minutes, although I was worried you were going to ruin the rest of todays fun by passing out." Liz spoke to Molly with a smirk creaping through her lips.
"I'm really sore, please just stop. I can't stand it anymore; my jaw, stomach, and shoulders are really really sore." Molly pleaded hoping that Liz would show sympathy for her sympathy.
"I'll tell you what, I'm going to start tickling your upperbody including your under arms and stomach non-stop until you faint, that will mark the end of todays session. You should feel greatful that I'm not fulfilling my original plan of a 3 hour session. Now slave, thank your mistress."
"....Thank you." Molly stated. 'Smack' a hard slap landed across Molly's face from the flat hand of Liz "Thank you, what?"
"Thank you, Mistress Liz for showing mercy." Molly said while rubbing her slapped cheek against the inside of her arm.
"Good girl," Liz stated as she moved behind her tickle toy. Molly waited in anticipation as she could hear Liz shuffling behind her. Liz returned to Molly with a roll of surran wrap. She then proceeded to wrap Molly's legs to the table by running the roll underneath the table and above her legs.
After Liz made over fifteen passes around Molly's legs, she ripped off the rest of the roll and tucked the end safley away between layers of wrap. Liz returned to the supplies located behind the table and retrieved a red ballgag. The fear in Molly's eyes was visible as Liz approached her with this new device.
"Open your mouth, and do not make me ask twice." Liz declared as she readied the gag to be inserted. Molly hesitanly opened her mouth to recieve the gag. Liz forced the gag deep into Molly's mouth and buckled the straps tightly behind her head.
Liz once again returned behind the table, but this time it was because she was ready to continue Molly's hell. She started her finger nails at Molly's exposed arm pits due to the leotards sleeveless cut. Without warning Liz started scattering her fingers around Molly's Pits. This produced an immediate muffled shriek into the red ballgag. Liz continued torturing her victims pits, sides, hips, and ribs. It took Molly just fifteen minutes of tickling to fall into unconsciousness.
[end flashback]
"Wake up slut," Liz screamed at her sleeping toy. "Its time for breakfest. Eat up, you're going to need your strength."
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What do you think so far, should I continue or just end it here?
Molly woke on a bed in a dimly lit bedroom, but this time her arms were not bound above her head but were handcuffed behind her back. Her legs were shackled together by leather cuffs attached by a twelve inch chain. Around her neck she bore a collar with a 10 foot chain attached to an eye ring on the wall. The chain was connected to her collar with a padlock. She was still wearing the leotard and tights she had been tortured in hours before, but now she was able to move about the room.
Molly sat up in her bed and looked around the room figuring out that she was no longer in the room that Liz tickle tortured her. This room was no ordinary bedroom though. This room was larger than the previous room and had different bondage furniture scattered about the room. This bedroom was a dungeon.
Molly laid back down on the bed, thinking to herself what Liz was going to do to her. Molly lie on the bed and trying not to recall the torture she endured just hours ago. She had been Liz's slave for less than a 10 hours and she knew that her will to resist her was broken. Tears streamed from Molly's eyes as she remembered the torture from the previous night.
[Flashback to First Torture]
"Looks like you caught your breath. Took you long enough, it was just the first two minutes of torture, haha, afterall you won't get another break for at least another twenty minutes." Liz teased Molly who had just experienced the worst Two minutes of her life.
Liz grabbed Molly's left foot's toes with her left hand and bent them back to stretch her left sole taught just as she did to her right foot minutes ago. Molly's eues screw shut again, her jaw clinched, and she gripped the chains connected to her wrist tightly. Liz used her right hand to tickle the nylon clad left foot of Molly's. She started by raking her long fingernails down her sole.
"EEEEEEK HAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA," screeched Molly as the torture started up. Liz continued to rake and scatter her nails across Molly's helpless sole. "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA," continued Molly, "HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHa." After a few minutes of this torture, Liz started probbing her fingers into the nylon webbing between Molly's toes. "Your little toessies are just so ticklish its just so much fun for both of us." Liz teased Molly as she continued probbing in between her toes.
"Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe," Molly continued, "STOP hahahahah I Can't hahahahahaha TahahaKE hahaha Any EEEEEEEEEEEEEK." Liz began scratching Molly's sole with her nails. Liz spidered away at her streched sole. Nothing but silent laughter could escape from Molly and she tried desperatly to plea for mercy. Liz released Molly's toes and began tickling both of her feet at the same time with Liz's spidering nails scattering across both nylon clad soles.
"Your soles are just so soft, they feel so nice under my fingers. i just love how little girls like you squirm so much when my fingers touch your nylon soles" Liz teased as her relentless assault on Molly's feet continued. Molly could resist just a little more since Liz released her toes from her clutches and changed up her technique to tickling both feet at the same time, but she could still not escape the relentless assault. Molly continued laughing silently trying to gasp for air as the torture continued on her feet.
"I told you the nylons would make you more ticklish. They act like little stimulators across your feet intensifying the torture." Liz began teasing. Molly was trying aimlessly to get a breath of air as her head began to get light. Just before Molly had the chance to pass out, Liz stopped the torture to allow her helpless victim to regain her composure. Molly gasped as hard as possible to get as much air as she could but the tingling that was left in her feet, that were not actually being tickled, continued to force laughter from her. After about a minute, Molly regained her composure but her jaw, stomach, and shoulders were extreamly sore.
"How are you feeling my little tickle slave? You lasted the first 30 minutes, although I was worried you were going to ruin the rest of todays fun by passing out." Liz spoke to Molly with a smirk creaping through her lips.
"I'm really sore, please just stop. I can't stand it anymore; my jaw, stomach, and shoulders are really really sore." Molly pleaded hoping that Liz would show sympathy for her sympathy.
"I'll tell you what, I'm going to start tickling your upperbody including your under arms and stomach non-stop until you faint, that will mark the end of todays session. You should feel greatful that I'm not fulfilling my original plan of a 3 hour session. Now slave, thank your mistress."
"....Thank you." Molly stated. 'Smack' a hard slap landed across Molly's face from the flat hand of Liz "Thank you, what?"
"Thank you, Mistress Liz for showing mercy." Molly said while rubbing her slapped cheek against the inside of her arm.
"Good girl," Liz stated as she moved behind her tickle toy. Molly waited in anticipation as she could hear Liz shuffling behind her. Liz returned to Molly with a roll of surran wrap. She then proceeded to wrap Molly's legs to the table by running the roll underneath the table and above her legs.
After Liz made over fifteen passes around Molly's legs, she ripped off the rest of the roll and tucked the end safley away between layers of wrap. Liz returned to the supplies located behind the table and retrieved a red ballgag. The fear in Molly's eyes was visible as Liz approached her with this new device.
"Open your mouth, and do not make me ask twice." Liz declared as she readied the gag to be inserted. Molly hesitanly opened her mouth to recieve the gag. Liz forced the gag deep into Molly's mouth and buckled the straps tightly behind her head.
Liz once again returned behind the table, but this time it was because she was ready to continue Molly's hell. She started her finger nails at Molly's exposed arm pits due to the leotards sleeveless cut. Without warning Liz started scattering her fingers around Molly's Pits. This produced an immediate muffled shriek into the red ballgag. Liz continued torturing her victims pits, sides, hips, and ribs. It took Molly just fifteen minutes of tickling to fall into unconsciousness.
[end flashback]
"Wake up slut," Liz screamed at her sleeping toy. "Its time for breakfest. Eat up, you're going to need your strength."
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What do you think so far, should I continue or just end it here?
