The Balled of Chris and Tina
II
By
Mstr Don
RECAP- Tina one of my laboratory assistants has been kidnapped. The State Police think a drug lord Clopez took her to prevent me from testifying against him. However, during dinner at the Key Club the night before her abduction,
Tina was approached by a man trying to pick her up she rejected him in
favor of having dinner with her friend Chris; my other laboratory assistant.
Chris and I think that the man at the Key Club is linked to Tina's abduction.
Normally the drive to the Key Club would take about twenty minutes; under the circumstances it did not take as long. As we approached the club I noticed a smirk on Chris's face, "what's with the smirk", I asked. "Finally I'm getting involved in an investigation, you have no idea how long I've wanted this. I just wish it was different", she replied. "You mean someone else not Tina" I continued, "yes". I quickly reminded Chris that we were not the police, and that we did not have the power of arrest. Further, no one had to cooperate with us. The best we could hope for; was to identify the man who tried to pick up Tina and feed this information to one of my friends at the State Police. I'd hoped she understood; she did, but I knew better.
As we approached the Key Club I saw two flashing red lights and nothing more; strange for a Saturday night, I thought. As we got closer we found that the Key Club had been reduced to a pile of burnt rubble; the flashing lights belonged to a police car assigned to guard the crime scene. "How could this happen", Chris asked, I'm sure we'll find out", I answered. We approached the police car and as luck would have it, the officer assigned to it was Jules Venadale, a good friend of mine. "Hey Jules what happened here", I asked. Hey doc where's your wife or shouldn't I ask", he teased, " you know my lab assistant Chris", I replied. "Yeah just busting on you doc", he joked, "so Jules what happened here", I asked again.
"The place burnt down; the fire started in the kitchen and spread quickly. By the time the fire company got here the roof collapsed and the Key Club was gone, a total loss", he reported. "Anyone hurt", I asked. Jules continued," No, but two people were trapped inside. Burned beyond recognition, we may never know who they were or what they were doing there". "Jules didn't the kitchen fire system kick in so the fire didn't spread as fast and what about the alarms?" I asked. "Doc all I know is all systems failed. What's your interest here anyway?" He asked. "Jules as you may know my other assistant Tina was kidnapped today", I answered. " Oh yes and Trooper Sanbroomer is rounding up all close associates of Clopez", he stated. "Great just what I need Clopez more mad at me than he is already". "Oh well Doc c'est la vie", Jules teased. There was nothing more Chris or I could do at the Key Club, so we left Jules and headed back to my place for some sleep. Sambroomer did do one good thing he stationed troopers at my home just in case. I slept as well as could be expected.
On Sunday morning we were awakened by the telephone, it was Sanbroomer. He wanted Chris at the barracks to view a line up. Sanbroomer hoped that one of the men he arrested was connected with Tina's abduction. This was a stretch even for Sanbroomer. Chris could not identify any of the men. Therefore, Sanbroomer had to cut them lose.
Although spending a Sunday with the State Police is not on my top ten list of fun things to do, it did serve a purpose. While Chris was looking at bad guys I went to see an old friend, Trooper Lieutenant Vince Proctor. Vince greeted me warmly, and motioned me to a chair. "What's up doc (sorry couldn't resist)", he asked, "you heard about my assistant Tina?" "Yeah bad news, we're doing all we can. I understand you don't agree with Sanbroomer's theory", he stated. "No I don't, Vince it just doesn't fit Clopez's MO", I replied. I explained my theories to Vince, as I asked him to review Sanbroomer's investigation. "Doc you know Sanbroomer is now a member of my team, and it would be inappropriate; at best for me to interfere with his work.? Vince stated. "Vince certainly your right, but, someone's life could be in grave danger. Don't you think Sanbroomer is putting too much faith in his Clopez suspicion?? I asked. "All right doc I'll look into your theory, but you stay out of this one, you?re too close to it and that is dangerous", Vince ordered. "I will", I replied; "you better", he answered. I found Chris and we left the barracks for my home.
Twenty-four hours had elapsed since Tina's abduction and we were no closer to finding her or her abductors. This was a bad situation, one that I did not like being in; However, I was powerless to do much of anything. Fortunately the rest of the day was uneventful.
Monday dawned and Chris and I had to go to our full time jobs. Sanbroomer took care of informing Tina's employer of her status. Before we left for work I made Chris promise me that she would go right to work and not try any heroics. This she did; but why didn?t I believe her?
On her way to work Chris decided to check out Tina's condo, she had no idea what she was looking for; but at least she was doing something. She called her job and headed for Tina's place, getting in wouldn't be a problem; she had a key. Chris felt a little strange entering Tina's home without Tina's knowledge, but under the circumstances she was confident Tina would not mind. As she closed the door behind her three men overpowered her. They handcuffed her and pushed her into a chair. One of the men remarked "this is the chick we left tied up in that laboratory the other day, what's she doing here?" "Who cares", another of the men replied. Chris was too scared to even speak but she did recognize one man; the same man who tried to pick up Tina at the Key Club. "Hey guys take a look at this", one of them yelled; they found Tina?s special room. Tina had one bedroom set up as a tickle room, it was personal just for her and Chris, but now these men knew their secret. Worse yet they found the ultimate tickle torment device.
This device consisted of two turn tables with eight quill feathers fastened to each one. The turntables were plugged into a control box; this box controlled the speed of rotation, and the time of rotation. It could be set to a constant pattern or a random pattern the ultimate agony. Chris remembered many a night when she had Tina bound to the bed and tickled her to tears with this device. "You and you bring the woman in here and tie her to the bed", the man from the bar ordered; his men obeyed. They placed a ball gag in Chris's mouth, removed her shoes and positioned the turntables so the feathers grazed Chris's feet. "Now my dear this should keep you occupied after were gone", the man from the club chuckled; with that he took out a knife, cut, and pealed back Chris's stockings exposing her bare feet to the feathers. He set the control box to random and they left Tina's condo.
Chris knew she was in trouble; she made two mistakes; first going to Tina's condo alone, and second not telling anyone. She wasn't sure what would be worse, hearing doc's lecture on rookie mistakes or the tickling she was about to endure. Either way this was her worst nightmare.
With a click the feathers began to stroke Chris's bare soles. She felt a giggle building up from the pit of her stomach, but unlike Tina, she was going to fight. However, Chris's body began to relax as the feathers stroked her soles, a warmth like the caress of a trusted lover began to spread over her body. Her body craved this warmth making her want more; it was getting harder to suppress the laughter. She felt a tingling as the feathers teased her feet. This tingling began to move up her legs to her knees, Chris knew what was next; but then the feathers stopped.
Chris still felt the warmth, but the tingling began to fade; but as before with a click the feathers began again. The tingling began immediately and moved to her knees quicker than she expected. Chris tried valiantly to escape the feathers, but no matter how she flexed or turned her feet there was no escape. The tingling had traveled up her legs to her groin. She was now being stimulated against her will, by a silicon chip that knew nothing of mercy. Chris lost control of her laughter, but through a ball gag, who would know. The tingling spread over her body and she began to sweat as she felt the orgasm building.
Chris tried every trick to control her body for she knew once she reached climax the agony begins. The feathers stopped.
Chris still felt the tingle; she had to keep control; but with a click it began. In spite of her best efforts her body continued to build up to climax. Every stroke of these feathers was like electric shocks going strait to her groin; Chris was quickly losing control of her body as she lost control of her laughter. She felt betrayed by her own body, she did not want this orgasm but her body needed it. Chris could not hold on any longer the orgasm began to sweep over her body. Just then the feathers stopped.
Chris was in agony although she still felt the tingling it was not intense enough to cause an orgasm. This was maddening she wanted the feathers to start. Her body was screaming to climax, and those feathers were her only relief. The tickling began again; again an orgasm swept over Chris's body; this time nothing stopped it. Chris was riding an orgasmic high, she wanted desperately to relax in the after-glow, but as long as the feathers tickled her soles this high would continue; causing orgasm upon orgasm each one becoming more difficult to endure then the last. Her only hope was that someone would miss her soon.
I was wondering how Chris was holding up so I called her about nine AM. I was shocked when her technician told me that Chris had called in sick. Quickly I called Chris at home; no answer. I called Cathy in case she went to my home, again no luck. I called Lt. Proctor. Vince agreed with me and issued a bulletin.
Christine had lost all track of time; she was weak from the many orgasms caused by Tina's tickling machine. Yet she felt one more building up inside her. She was almost numb from these feather strokes; but still once more it was happening her body shook her laughter ceased and she climaxed. She heard the door open, the tickling stopped and someone was releasing her. Chris felt two arms raise her to a sitting position, these arms were familiar. She was so weak and high she had know idea who was holding her until she heard "Chris it's me doc your safe now we found you". "Doc", she whispered, "yes it's me". She melted in my arms.
II
By
Mstr Don
RECAP- Tina one of my laboratory assistants has been kidnapped. The State Police think a drug lord Clopez took her to prevent me from testifying against him. However, during dinner at the Key Club the night before her abduction,
Tina was approached by a man trying to pick her up she rejected him in
favor of having dinner with her friend Chris; my other laboratory assistant.
Chris and I think that the man at the Key Club is linked to Tina's abduction.
Normally the drive to the Key Club would take about twenty minutes; under the circumstances it did not take as long. As we approached the club I noticed a smirk on Chris's face, "what's with the smirk", I asked. "Finally I'm getting involved in an investigation, you have no idea how long I've wanted this. I just wish it was different", she replied. "You mean someone else not Tina" I continued, "yes". I quickly reminded Chris that we were not the police, and that we did not have the power of arrest. Further, no one had to cooperate with us. The best we could hope for; was to identify the man who tried to pick up Tina and feed this information to one of my friends at the State Police. I'd hoped she understood; she did, but I knew better.
As we approached the Key Club I saw two flashing red lights and nothing more; strange for a Saturday night, I thought. As we got closer we found that the Key Club had been reduced to a pile of burnt rubble; the flashing lights belonged to a police car assigned to guard the crime scene. "How could this happen", Chris asked, I'm sure we'll find out", I answered. We approached the police car and as luck would have it, the officer assigned to it was Jules Venadale, a good friend of mine. "Hey Jules what happened here", I asked. Hey doc where's your wife or shouldn't I ask", he teased, " you know my lab assistant Chris", I replied. "Yeah just busting on you doc", he joked, "so Jules what happened here", I asked again.
"The place burnt down; the fire started in the kitchen and spread quickly. By the time the fire company got here the roof collapsed and the Key Club was gone, a total loss", he reported. "Anyone hurt", I asked. Jules continued," No, but two people were trapped inside. Burned beyond recognition, we may never know who they were or what they were doing there". "Jules didn't the kitchen fire system kick in so the fire didn't spread as fast and what about the alarms?" I asked. "Doc all I know is all systems failed. What's your interest here anyway?" He asked. "Jules as you may know my other assistant Tina was kidnapped today", I answered. " Oh yes and Trooper Sanbroomer is rounding up all close associates of Clopez", he stated. "Great just what I need Clopez more mad at me than he is already". "Oh well Doc c'est la vie", Jules teased. There was nothing more Chris or I could do at the Key Club, so we left Jules and headed back to my place for some sleep. Sambroomer did do one good thing he stationed troopers at my home just in case. I slept as well as could be expected.
On Sunday morning we were awakened by the telephone, it was Sanbroomer. He wanted Chris at the barracks to view a line up. Sanbroomer hoped that one of the men he arrested was connected with Tina's abduction. This was a stretch even for Sanbroomer. Chris could not identify any of the men. Therefore, Sanbroomer had to cut them lose.
Although spending a Sunday with the State Police is not on my top ten list of fun things to do, it did serve a purpose. While Chris was looking at bad guys I went to see an old friend, Trooper Lieutenant Vince Proctor. Vince greeted me warmly, and motioned me to a chair. "What's up doc (sorry couldn't resist)", he asked, "you heard about my assistant Tina?" "Yeah bad news, we're doing all we can. I understand you don't agree with Sanbroomer's theory", he stated. "No I don't, Vince it just doesn't fit Clopez's MO", I replied. I explained my theories to Vince, as I asked him to review Sanbroomer's investigation. "Doc you know Sanbroomer is now a member of my team, and it would be inappropriate; at best for me to interfere with his work.? Vince stated. "Vince certainly your right, but, someone's life could be in grave danger. Don't you think Sanbroomer is putting too much faith in his Clopez suspicion?? I asked. "All right doc I'll look into your theory, but you stay out of this one, you?re too close to it and that is dangerous", Vince ordered. "I will", I replied; "you better", he answered. I found Chris and we left the barracks for my home.
Twenty-four hours had elapsed since Tina's abduction and we were no closer to finding her or her abductors. This was a bad situation, one that I did not like being in; However, I was powerless to do much of anything. Fortunately the rest of the day was uneventful.
Monday dawned and Chris and I had to go to our full time jobs. Sanbroomer took care of informing Tina's employer of her status. Before we left for work I made Chris promise me that she would go right to work and not try any heroics. This she did; but why didn?t I believe her?
On her way to work Chris decided to check out Tina's condo, she had no idea what she was looking for; but at least she was doing something. She called her job and headed for Tina's place, getting in wouldn't be a problem; she had a key. Chris felt a little strange entering Tina's home without Tina's knowledge, but under the circumstances she was confident Tina would not mind. As she closed the door behind her three men overpowered her. They handcuffed her and pushed her into a chair. One of the men remarked "this is the chick we left tied up in that laboratory the other day, what's she doing here?" "Who cares", another of the men replied. Chris was too scared to even speak but she did recognize one man; the same man who tried to pick up Tina at the Key Club. "Hey guys take a look at this", one of them yelled; they found Tina?s special room. Tina had one bedroom set up as a tickle room, it was personal just for her and Chris, but now these men knew their secret. Worse yet they found the ultimate tickle torment device.
This device consisted of two turn tables with eight quill feathers fastened to each one. The turntables were plugged into a control box; this box controlled the speed of rotation, and the time of rotation. It could be set to a constant pattern or a random pattern the ultimate agony. Chris remembered many a night when she had Tina bound to the bed and tickled her to tears with this device. "You and you bring the woman in here and tie her to the bed", the man from the bar ordered; his men obeyed. They placed a ball gag in Chris's mouth, removed her shoes and positioned the turntables so the feathers grazed Chris's feet. "Now my dear this should keep you occupied after were gone", the man from the club chuckled; with that he took out a knife, cut, and pealed back Chris's stockings exposing her bare feet to the feathers. He set the control box to random and they left Tina's condo.
Chris knew she was in trouble; she made two mistakes; first going to Tina's condo alone, and second not telling anyone. She wasn't sure what would be worse, hearing doc's lecture on rookie mistakes or the tickling she was about to endure. Either way this was her worst nightmare.
With a click the feathers began to stroke Chris's bare soles. She felt a giggle building up from the pit of her stomach, but unlike Tina, she was going to fight. However, Chris's body began to relax as the feathers stroked her soles, a warmth like the caress of a trusted lover began to spread over her body. Her body craved this warmth making her want more; it was getting harder to suppress the laughter. She felt a tingling as the feathers teased her feet. This tingling began to move up her legs to her knees, Chris knew what was next; but then the feathers stopped.
Chris still felt the warmth, but the tingling began to fade; but as before with a click the feathers began again. The tingling began immediately and moved to her knees quicker than she expected. Chris tried valiantly to escape the feathers, but no matter how she flexed or turned her feet there was no escape. The tingling had traveled up her legs to her groin. She was now being stimulated against her will, by a silicon chip that knew nothing of mercy. Chris lost control of her laughter, but through a ball gag, who would know. The tingling spread over her body and she began to sweat as she felt the orgasm building.
Chris tried every trick to control her body for she knew once she reached climax the agony begins. The feathers stopped.
Chris still felt the tingle; she had to keep control; but with a click it began. In spite of her best efforts her body continued to build up to climax. Every stroke of these feathers was like electric shocks going strait to her groin; Chris was quickly losing control of her body as she lost control of her laughter. She felt betrayed by her own body, she did not want this orgasm but her body needed it. Chris could not hold on any longer the orgasm began to sweep over her body. Just then the feathers stopped.
Chris was in agony although she still felt the tingling it was not intense enough to cause an orgasm. This was maddening she wanted the feathers to start. Her body was screaming to climax, and those feathers were her only relief. The tickling began again; again an orgasm swept over Chris's body; this time nothing stopped it. Chris was riding an orgasmic high, she wanted desperately to relax in the after-glow, but as long as the feathers tickled her soles this high would continue; causing orgasm upon orgasm each one becoming more difficult to endure then the last. Her only hope was that someone would miss her soon.
I was wondering how Chris was holding up so I called her about nine AM. I was shocked when her technician told me that Chris had called in sick. Quickly I called Chris at home; no answer. I called Cathy in case she went to my home, again no luck. I called Lt. Proctor. Vince agreed with me and issued a bulletin.
Christine had lost all track of time; she was weak from the many orgasms caused by Tina's tickling machine. Yet she felt one more building up inside her. She was almost numb from these feather strokes; but still once more it was happening her body shook her laughter ceased and she climaxed. She heard the door open, the tickling stopped and someone was releasing her. Chris felt two arms raise her to a sitting position, these arms were familiar. She was so weak and high she had know idea who was holding her until she heard "Chris it's me doc your safe now we found you". "Doc", she whispered, "yes it's me". She melted in my arms.
