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TickleeClaudia
Guest
rebels are welcome
(please note: This is pure fiction, None of the acting persons existed in real)
It is the year 1943. Tromsdalen in the highest level of Norway in the north of Oslo.
The city is under the occupation of German troops. But among all these people there is
small groups of brave, who resist the German occupation
They did everything whats possible to make it a tough life occupy for the Nazis to make her home.
Among these opposition groups there was a female resistance group
under the guidance of the young Norwegian Selma Johansson , she was only 27 years old
real beauty, only 173 cm tall, had long blond hair, green blue eyes and a slender
Figure. She was described by her colleagues as a courageous person.
Now it was a dark night, in Dezember 1943. Selma Johansson was ordered
sent to destroy an important bridge with a small group to make sure that the
Supply of German troops was blocked. She and her companions were busy
to bring the explosive under the bridge. All of a sudden they were from a German
Night patrol discovered. The French were surprised and quickly overwhelmed. In the
Battle, all her colleagues were killed in cold blood. How miraculously her life became
but spared. It was taken to the SS base for interrogation.
(A dark dungeon deep in a basement of an old conquered fortress, somewhere in Norway …)
In the candlelit room were two wooden racks in the stone floor
anchored. This place was reserved for guests, special guests of Mrs. Erna von Braunherr and
now Selma was allowed to take advantage of this hospitality.
The commander was a tall and terrible lady. Practiced in the task, the will of her
Break prisoner.
Selma was brought to German commander by four strong soldiers and forced on her knees in front of the german woman.
Erna looked at Selma with a disgusted face and asked her questions
who they are, who they work for themselves and where the leaders and locations of other
resistance fighters are Selma bravely responded that she was the only survivor and that the rest of her group were killed
She did not want to reveal any secrets to the enemy, she thought that the Germans were her
would kill anyway. The commander nodded to the four soldiers and told Selma that,
Once she was done with her, Not only would tell everything she wants to know, but she herself
wish she was never born ..
The commander was a bad woman. She does not just want to torture her victims for information
to get.
The Germans enjoyed breaking her victims. she saw Selma's miserable condition
Satisfaction. Prepare her. I think she has a lot to tell .........
With that, the four soldiers seized Selma and placed them on a horizontal, narrow wooden plate
connected to an upright frame. and her arms were forcibly stretched upwards
and her wrists attached to a wooden slat the cross was attached to the frame and this one
stabilized. All of a sudden, the soldiers now grabbed Selma's legs as fast as lightning
behind and fixed her ankles with leather cuffs that were on the wooden frame.
The body of the Norwegian was now firmly fixed and she was perfectly prepared so Erna with
the Survey of her new guest could start .. "Let's see what we here
"Erna said sardonically as she began to remove the clothes from Selma. She was skilled
In this activity one could see clearly and so Selma was within a very short time only in
Underwear dressed. "Then let them hear what they have to tell us ..." said
von Braunherr. "I have nothing to tell you" that was all Selma said. "I think, you be, madam. Everyone still talked to me, sooner or later, "Erna said while she was took a chair and sat down next to Selma's legs. Selma knew it was a dangerous Mission, but she swore, whatever happened, she would never betray her group, at no cost.
The German woman smiled and seemed condescending to Selma when she saw on Selma's feet
"It looks like you need a special treatment,isn't it" she said in a somehow childish voice, "but I
have never interrogated prisoners with dirty feet, "she grinned went into the corner of the room where there was a small sink, filled with a bucket, with hot soapy water and took a big with a brush with pretty hard bristles
from a drawer.
Selma looked confused, what had Erna before, then it hit her. Selma's blood wascold and she whimpered a little, suddenly hectic jerking than the Erna, approached fiendishly grin.
She put the bucket on the water and slowly dipped the bucket in, her position
Do not let Selma see what happened. Erna slowly raised the brush and put it on
Selma's bows. Selma eyes widened as Erna paused for the Norwegians her anticipation
to feel. The Norwegian had to wait helplessly for the things to come. Suddenly started
she paints Selma's bare soles, an incredible tingling shot through Selma's body, she
she immediately laughed loudly and bucked, her soles seemed very very sensitive.
Erna seemed pleased with the reaction. "Wonderful ... wonderful, miss Miss I'm mine
sure you will talk to me sooner or later, believe me. All have sometime with me
spoken, all ......
"HAHHAHAHAHHAHA NO NO NOOHOHOHOHOHOOHO !!!" Selma screamed as she so much
laughed, as the sadistic clitoris held her back, balking and humming to herself as if she were
Selma could not hear, and she scrubbed a dirty floor. Selma bucked so much and so
tried to drag her feet out of the stocks, but to no avail.
"Hahahahha PLHEHEHEHEHEHESE STAHHAHAHAHHAP" Selma asked how on, but
you are begging for death's ears, as Erna began the instep of the right foot to the
Sole now clean and pink to scrub as it used to be. Selma gave up her fight when she knew
that it wastes breath, that it is really needed. Tears began to stream down his cheeks
Selmas, her fur began to be scrubbed as her toes and toenails wetting, she tried
to lure her toes, but Erna's with her claws just withdrawn among them
get stretched, which causes all toes Selma. After 10 minutes, the right foot was from
Selma cleaned up, she was sweating and Erna gave her a rest panting and grinned at Selma.
Now tell me who you are and what your mission is? "
"My ... name ... is ... Selma" Selma managed to wheeze when she won.
Erna grinned, knowing that she had broken the first barrier to information
"Why are you here? - What is your mission?" She asked.
Selma's eyes widened as she shook her head, slowly recovering and refusing to
To give information. Erna smiled, wanting her as she scrubbed her left heel, suddenly closed
refuse to cause Selma to be caught unprepared and scream with laughter.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NO HAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHT MOHOHOHRE
HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAH "Selma laughed as hard as she bucked and tried again
flee, but not to a length success. that held Erna and go on, even if Selmas
whole foot was clean, hold it up. Selma slid slowly into quiet laughter, closing her mouth
open, but no noise coming out. Selma began to feel weak, so close by, her
Vision a little out of focus. that Erna saw this happening and stopped, not Selma
when she fainted, she wanted to get up. Selma slumped forward a little as she coughed so hard
and to breathe. The Erna got up and walked slowly around Selma's attempted body, her body
look everywhere, to assess where to go next. she then stopped behind Selma, who sat down
slowly, ears pricked up with a little anxiety and anticipation. Erna slowly
reached forward and gently stroked Selmas armpits. Selma immediately bit her lip and
this time trying to resist the urge to laugh at her, little squeaking and a few giggles
escape. Erna did not give up loving prisoners more than those who were watching
laugh immediately.
"I see I have found a point where you do not always have to laugh" she taunts as
Resistance to the tickling became more and more of a challenge. Erna slowly raised her
Tempo, digging her long claw nails deeper into the Selma helpless armpits. Tears started in
Selma's eyes appeared as her resistance was broken.
Erna tickled as fast and hard as she could.
"HAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHESA STAHAHAHHAP
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA "Selma laughed, fought and resisted as well as she did
could. She tried desperately to close her shoulders, but to no avail.
Erna now tickled Selma's armpits for 5 minutes before her fingers down to Selmas
Page and her bare bottom slid, in between the German touched every single rib
her prisoners which again gave the Norwegian a violent uncontrolled laugh attack,
10 min later, Selma laughs became weaker and weaker and her eyes heavier. she had
reached her physical stress limit
She allowed the Norwegian a short break, but not out of grace, but out of pure calculation. you
Did not want that she fainted here. Because 5 minutes later Erna came back. The
German woman now took a sharp, white feather to hand and stroked specifically on Selmas far
open ball of foot, which the Norwegian with a wild laughter acknowledged. "Koochi,
koochie ....., did we find a weak spot of our little spy? .... Koochi,
koochie ... "mocked the German, which Selma again tore to a violent laugh attack. "Want
Let's see how long these sensitive soles withstand my tools
can ..... Koochi, koochie ... "teased the German. "Hihhihiii, hohhoooo ..." was all Selma
brought out. "I think it's time to give us some information, what do you think?"
von Braunherr said as she continued to torment Selma's vulnerable, highly sensitive feet
"Mmm, smell the miss? I love that smell of sweaty bare soles,
mixed with some of this wonderful oil .... "the word oil became the Norwegian
lightning fast. ... She would not, NO that could not ..... Selma already had something
heard about the interrogation methods of the Germans but never in life would have believed
that ..... well she suddenly realized. There were no rumors that were spread about it, and as one
lukewarm liquid ran down her delivered, defenseless soles she knew, a hard Fight would be imminent.
But Selma had a strong will. She had sworn herself never betray friends, no prize in the world.
She had no idea how high the price would beshe would pay for it.
Selma raged and screamed now uncontrollably, as von Braunherr now her pen on her shiny soles
wander up and down. The whining of the Norwegian was particularly violent as the spring
was passed between her toes. Erna spread her with her slender fingers
Toes of the Norwegian to get a better access. It was clear that
von Braunherr knew exactly what she was doing, because Selma was not the first "guest" of her
"hospitality"got to feel. von Braunherr especially remembered Jelena.
Jelena was a big Russian woman she got her hands on during her time in Siberia.
Would she like to have as much fun with Selma? - There was a lot to suggest, because she was
first at the beginning of her work with the little Norwegian .......
"So I think you are a tough girl, so we have to go the hard way," said
Erna as Selma noticed a door opening. She could not see what was happening, but
suddenly another German woman stood in front of her. "May I introduce, this is Sylvia, she is
my personal assistant and she is an expert in tool tickling. Selma was surprised and not
pleased about it, because Sylvia had not come alone ....... she had a strange device with her.
When Selma saw what it was, she shuddered. The second wife had a kind of pendulum
themselves. The device consists of a wooden frame with two parallel A-frames over 70 cm
away from each other on a base. The triangle sides are one in the middle by one
Carriers are connected, of which support a bearing of the pendulum. If you ever
seen a grandfather clock this equates the pendulum with a long arm and a circle
Weight that oscillates back and forth. On the top of the arm are two rows of three
Feathers. When the arm swings back and forth this is given in the opposite direction
Movement they cause the soft skin of Selma's thighs and crotch
tease. ..... Selma guessed nothing good .... "So I think you are a tough girl, so we have
to do this the hard way, "said Erna as Selma noticed the door opening slowly ...
She could not quite see what was going on, but another German woman dipped something
Wood and unusual wear.
"And now I may introduce you, Sylvia, is my personal assistant and an expert in the
Interviewing our guests, Erna murmured as Sylvia a wooden triangular frame in
maneuvered the look of the Norwegian.
Selma was surprised and worried that the device Sylvia had brought was frightening.
Selma was herself not sure how it works, but shuddered at the sight of the device sports
two sets of three evil feathers. Selma was not sure which part of her body the
tormenting touch of long, soft feathers would be experienced, and she dreaded to
out. The device resembled the base of a catapult consisting of two A-frames at the
Base joined with a single beam connecting them at the top. In the middle of the beam was a
long arm like the pendulum of a grandfather's clock, swinging and swinging clearly back and forth
Sylvia to transport most problems in the device. The weight at the end of the pendulum
made the device awkward to move and Sylvia regretted the springs rather appropriate
leave as attached, when the device was in place.
"Well, to experience the joys of this device, we need you to be in a kneeling position too
move "Erna ordered.
"But let 's first finish her soles particularly sensitive" Sylvia the
Newcomer interrupted.
Selma whimpered as Sylvia produced a box that looked like black stones.
The stones were running over her taut bows, first the warmth on her silky soft
Skin felt fine, but soon it began to cause discomfort.
"Careful now, if we are not careful, our Selma will be hurt rather than the sensibility of her
to reinforce pretty soles, and we must not let that happen ... "the German whispered
Mrs. "Our goal is to make her pretty, sweaty-smelling soles so ticklish,
that she can not even run! ... let alone run away ... Ha ha ha ha ... "Erna laughed devilish.
Selma was horrified, her feet were delicate enough! Soon the hot stones were gone and hers
Feet tested. She cried out as her tormentor's nails and soft pads teased her
pink bows. The sensations were unbearable, it had increased tenfold like her sensitive ones
was. She was a giggle wreck as the soldiers released her from the holdings and grabbed her
and forced her to kneel on the other device, a peculiar table covered in shackles.
Leather strap held her calves and ankles while her arms stretched high above her head
ticklish ribs and underarms suspend. A band was fastened around her diaphragm and on
four chains attached, which restricted her movements. Just like her freshly sensitive
Bows tied back stretched felt they were even more helpless to get her toes could.
"Now the device is examining the most sensitive part of your anatomy!" Sylvia the wooden frame
positioned between Selma's spread legs.
"... And for them to be effective we need to expose these parts!" interrupted
Erna swinging a pair of scissors.
Selma panties were cut off and the feathers raised on the top of the pendulum arm, so
that her tips are just reaching her crotch. The pendulum arm was set in motion and the
six feathers brushing cruelly back and forth until rustling against Selma soft lower body always
rehired. The two rows of feathers did not touch her pussy lips, but grazed
gently the sensitive skin where her inner thighs met her vagina. Selma sighed and turned
Desperate the infernal sensations and tried to the raging of excitement escape.
"Oh yes, the sensations are pleasant at first, but you will not be tonight
no climax, but the promise of gentle touches instead boost your
Sensitivity even further, "Sylvia teased, lightly fingering Selma's helplessly Soles.
Erna took control of Selma's other foot, turning Selma into hysterical laughter.
The foot rhythmically combined with the feeling of feathers tickle stroking her crotch was unbearable
Selma wailed and begged in Norwegian as the soldiers tickle her upper body with hers calloused rough fingers were offered.
"Annnaaaa Olsen aahhhhhhh ..." shouted Selma now completely helpless, as the pen of the
merciless German woman now touched her most intimate places. "..... nooohhhhooo" she cried
desperately.
"... and how next? The other names ... I hear! ..... "Erna was merciless now, she knew
that she was close to cracking the Norwegian and getting her information. she was
determined not to give in now. Selma screamed her feelings out loud,
"Ohhhhhh ... haahhahahahahha ...... nooooohhhhhhhhhhh ..... Friiiidddaaaa ....." shouted Selma
desperately. She was unable to resist and she knew that hers
Had to reveal information. "..... Annnaaaa Oooooolsen ...." she screamed helplessly and
straight when Annas name fell, the door was pushed open. "Did someone call my name here ???"
All of a sudden, the two Norwegians Anna and Frida stood in the middle of the room.
Before anyone realized what was going on there were shots ..........
After Erna's death, Selma was freed and taken to the Norwegian base.
But not only the Norwegians were back in the basement of her secret base, because they had
a Guest brought along ...... "Hei Hei Mrs. Sylvia, welcome to our little playroom"
Anna said while looking at the captive German woman. "Unfortunately, I do not know her yet
full name, Most Gracious "..." but I think that will surely change soon, which
do you think? "scoffed Selma
Since the day of her first meeting in the dark dungeon of the Nazis,
Selma had to waiting for this moment. And she was convinced to enjoy it to the fullest.
"You will never hear from me!" Snarled the German.
"But you know, these feathers are unyielding and very enduring.
But I have to Don't tell them Sylvia, do you? "Selma replied. But her last word was no longer valid
heard, because a sharp scream filled the small room, as the goose feather Sylvia's oily,
shiny soles touched .....
The End!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(please note: This is pure fiction, None of the acting persons existed in real)
It is the year 1943. Tromsdalen in the highest level of Norway in the north of Oslo.
The city is under the occupation of German troops. But among all these people there is
small groups of brave, who resist the German occupation
They did everything whats possible to make it a tough life occupy for the Nazis to make her home.
Among these opposition groups there was a female resistance group
under the guidance of the young Norwegian Selma Johansson , she was only 27 years old
real beauty, only 173 cm tall, had long blond hair, green blue eyes and a slender
Figure. She was described by her colleagues as a courageous person.
Now it was a dark night, in Dezember 1943. Selma Johansson was ordered
sent to destroy an important bridge with a small group to make sure that the
Supply of German troops was blocked. She and her companions were busy
to bring the explosive under the bridge. All of a sudden they were from a German
Night patrol discovered. The French were surprised and quickly overwhelmed. In the
Battle, all her colleagues were killed in cold blood. How miraculously her life became
but spared. It was taken to the SS base for interrogation.
(A dark dungeon deep in a basement of an old conquered fortress, somewhere in Norway …)
In the candlelit room were two wooden racks in the stone floor
anchored. This place was reserved for guests, special guests of Mrs. Erna von Braunherr and
now Selma was allowed to take advantage of this hospitality.
The commander was a tall and terrible lady. Practiced in the task, the will of her
Break prisoner.
Selma was brought to German commander by four strong soldiers and forced on her knees in front of the german woman.
Erna looked at Selma with a disgusted face and asked her questions
who they are, who they work for themselves and where the leaders and locations of other
resistance fighters are Selma bravely responded that she was the only survivor and that the rest of her group were killed
She did not want to reveal any secrets to the enemy, she thought that the Germans were her
would kill anyway. The commander nodded to the four soldiers and told Selma that,
Once she was done with her, Not only would tell everything she wants to know, but she herself
wish she was never born ..
The commander was a bad woman. She does not just want to torture her victims for information
to get.
The Germans enjoyed breaking her victims. she saw Selma's miserable condition
Satisfaction. Prepare her. I think she has a lot to tell .........
With that, the four soldiers seized Selma and placed them on a horizontal, narrow wooden plate
connected to an upright frame. and her arms were forcibly stretched upwards
and her wrists attached to a wooden slat the cross was attached to the frame and this one
stabilized. All of a sudden, the soldiers now grabbed Selma's legs as fast as lightning
behind and fixed her ankles with leather cuffs that were on the wooden frame.
The body of the Norwegian was now firmly fixed and she was perfectly prepared so Erna with
the Survey of her new guest could start .. "Let's see what we here
"Erna said sardonically as she began to remove the clothes from Selma. She was skilled
In this activity one could see clearly and so Selma was within a very short time only in
Underwear dressed. "Then let them hear what they have to tell us ..." said
von Braunherr. "I have nothing to tell you" that was all Selma said. "I think, you be, madam. Everyone still talked to me, sooner or later, "Erna said while she was took a chair and sat down next to Selma's legs. Selma knew it was a dangerous Mission, but she swore, whatever happened, she would never betray her group, at no cost.
The German woman smiled and seemed condescending to Selma when she saw on Selma's feet
"It looks like you need a special treatment,isn't it" she said in a somehow childish voice, "but I
have never interrogated prisoners with dirty feet, "she grinned went into the corner of the room where there was a small sink, filled with a bucket, with hot soapy water and took a big with a brush with pretty hard bristles
from a drawer.
Selma looked confused, what had Erna before, then it hit her. Selma's blood wascold and she whimpered a little, suddenly hectic jerking than the Erna, approached fiendishly grin.
She put the bucket on the water and slowly dipped the bucket in, her position
Do not let Selma see what happened. Erna slowly raised the brush and put it on
Selma's bows. Selma eyes widened as Erna paused for the Norwegians her anticipation
to feel. The Norwegian had to wait helplessly for the things to come. Suddenly started
she paints Selma's bare soles, an incredible tingling shot through Selma's body, she
she immediately laughed loudly and bucked, her soles seemed very very sensitive.
Erna seemed pleased with the reaction. "Wonderful ... wonderful, miss Miss I'm mine
sure you will talk to me sooner or later, believe me. All have sometime with me
spoken, all ......
"HAHHAHAHAHHAHA NO NO NOOHOHOHOHOHOOHO !!!" Selma screamed as she so much
laughed, as the sadistic clitoris held her back, balking and humming to herself as if she were
Selma could not hear, and she scrubbed a dirty floor. Selma bucked so much and so
tried to drag her feet out of the stocks, but to no avail.
"Hahahahha PLHEHEHEHEHEHESE STAHHAHAHAHHAP" Selma asked how on, but
you are begging for death's ears, as Erna began the instep of the right foot to the
Sole now clean and pink to scrub as it used to be. Selma gave up her fight when she knew
that it wastes breath, that it is really needed. Tears began to stream down his cheeks
Selmas, her fur began to be scrubbed as her toes and toenails wetting, she tried
to lure her toes, but Erna's with her claws just withdrawn among them
get stretched, which causes all toes Selma. After 10 minutes, the right foot was from
Selma cleaned up, she was sweating and Erna gave her a rest panting and grinned at Selma.
Now tell me who you are and what your mission is? "
"My ... name ... is ... Selma" Selma managed to wheeze when she won.
Erna grinned, knowing that she had broken the first barrier to information
"Why are you here? - What is your mission?" She asked.
Selma's eyes widened as she shook her head, slowly recovering and refusing to
To give information. Erna smiled, wanting her as she scrubbed her left heel, suddenly closed
refuse to cause Selma to be caught unprepared and scream with laughter.
"AHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA NO HAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHT MOHOHOHRE
HAHAHAHHAHHAHAHAH "Selma laughed as hard as she bucked and tried again
flee, but not to a length success. that held Erna and go on, even if Selmas
whole foot was clean, hold it up. Selma slid slowly into quiet laughter, closing her mouth
open, but no noise coming out. Selma began to feel weak, so close by, her
Vision a little out of focus. that Erna saw this happening and stopped, not Selma
when she fainted, she wanted to get up. Selma slumped forward a little as she coughed so hard
and to breathe. The Erna got up and walked slowly around Selma's attempted body, her body
look everywhere, to assess where to go next. she then stopped behind Selma, who sat down
slowly, ears pricked up with a little anxiety and anticipation. Erna slowly
reached forward and gently stroked Selmas armpits. Selma immediately bit her lip and
this time trying to resist the urge to laugh at her, little squeaking and a few giggles
escape. Erna did not give up loving prisoners more than those who were watching
laugh immediately.
"I see I have found a point where you do not always have to laugh" she taunts as
Resistance to the tickling became more and more of a challenge. Erna slowly raised her
Tempo, digging her long claw nails deeper into the Selma helpless armpits. Tears started in
Selma's eyes appeared as her resistance was broken.
Erna tickled as fast and hard as she could.
"HAHAHAHAHA PLEHEHEHEHESA STAHAHAHHAP
HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA "Selma laughed, fought and resisted as well as she did
could. She tried desperately to close her shoulders, but to no avail.
Erna now tickled Selma's armpits for 5 minutes before her fingers down to Selmas
Page and her bare bottom slid, in between the German touched every single rib
her prisoners which again gave the Norwegian a violent uncontrolled laugh attack,
10 min later, Selma laughs became weaker and weaker and her eyes heavier. she had
reached her physical stress limit
She allowed the Norwegian a short break, but not out of grace, but out of pure calculation. you
Did not want that she fainted here. Because 5 minutes later Erna came back. The
German woman now took a sharp, white feather to hand and stroked specifically on Selmas far
open ball of foot, which the Norwegian with a wild laughter acknowledged. "Koochi,
koochie ....., did we find a weak spot of our little spy? .... Koochi,
koochie ... "mocked the German, which Selma again tore to a violent laugh attack. "Want
Let's see how long these sensitive soles withstand my tools
can ..... Koochi, koochie ... "teased the German. "Hihhihiii, hohhoooo ..." was all Selma
brought out. "I think it's time to give us some information, what do you think?"
von Braunherr said as she continued to torment Selma's vulnerable, highly sensitive feet
"Mmm, smell the miss? I love that smell of sweaty bare soles,
mixed with some of this wonderful oil .... "the word oil became the Norwegian
lightning fast. ... She would not, NO that could not ..... Selma already had something
heard about the interrogation methods of the Germans but never in life would have believed
that ..... well she suddenly realized. There were no rumors that were spread about it, and as one
lukewarm liquid ran down her delivered, defenseless soles she knew, a hard Fight would be imminent.
But Selma had a strong will. She had sworn herself never betray friends, no prize in the world.
She had no idea how high the price would beshe would pay for it.
Selma raged and screamed now uncontrollably, as von Braunherr now her pen on her shiny soles
wander up and down. The whining of the Norwegian was particularly violent as the spring
was passed between her toes. Erna spread her with her slender fingers
Toes of the Norwegian to get a better access. It was clear that
von Braunherr knew exactly what she was doing, because Selma was not the first "guest" of her
"hospitality"got to feel. von Braunherr especially remembered Jelena.
Jelena was a big Russian woman she got her hands on during her time in Siberia.
Would she like to have as much fun with Selma? - There was a lot to suggest, because she was
first at the beginning of her work with the little Norwegian .......
"So I think you are a tough girl, so we have to go the hard way," said
Erna as Selma noticed a door opening. She could not see what was happening, but
suddenly another German woman stood in front of her. "May I introduce, this is Sylvia, she is
my personal assistant and she is an expert in tool tickling. Selma was surprised and not
pleased about it, because Sylvia had not come alone ....... she had a strange device with her.
When Selma saw what it was, she shuddered. The second wife had a kind of pendulum
themselves. The device consists of a wooden frame with two parallel A-frames over 70 cm
away from each other on a base. The triangle sides are one in the middle by one
Carriers are connected, of which support a bearing of the pendulum. If you ever
seen a grandfather clock this equates the pendulum with a long arm and a circle
Weight that oscillates back and forth. On the top of the arm are two rows of three
Feathers. When the arm swings back and forth this is given in the opposite direction
Movement they cause the soft skin of Selma's thighs and crotch
tease. ..... Selma guessed nothing good .... "So I think you are a tough girl, so we have
to do this the hard way, "said Erna as Selma noticed the door opening slowly ...
She could not quite see what was going on, but another German woman dipped something
Wood and unusual wear.
"And now I may introduce you, Sylvia, is my personal assistant and an expert in the
Interviewing our guests, Erna murmured as Sylvia a wooden triangular frame in
maneuvered the look of the Norwegian.
Selma was surprised and worried that the device Sylvia had brought was frightening.
Selma was herself not sure how it works, but shuddered at the sight of the device sports
two sets of three evil feathers. Selma was not sure which part of her body the
tormenting touch of long, soft feathers would be experienced, and she dreaded to
out. The device resembled the base of a catapult consisting of two A-frames at the
Base joined with a single beam connecting them at the top. In the middle of the beam was a
long arm like the pendulum of a grandfather's clock, swinging and swinging clearly back and forth
Sylvia to transport most problems in the device. The weight at the end of the pendulum
made the device awkward to move and Sylvia regretted the springs rather appropriate
leave as attached, when the device was in place.
"Well, to experience the joys of this device, we need you to be in a kneeling position too
move "Erna ordered.
"But let 's first finish her soles particularly sensitive" Sylvia the
Newcomer interrupted.
Selma whimpered as Sylvia produced a box that looked like black stones.
The stones were running over her taut bows, first the warmth on her silky soft
Skin felt fine, but soon it began to cause discomfort.
"Careful now, if we are not careful, our Selma will be hurt rather than the sensibility of her
to reinforce pretty soles, and we must not let that happen ... "the German whispered
Mrs. "Our goal is to make her pretty, sweaty-smelling soles so ticklish,
that she can not even run! ... let alone run away ... Ha ha ha ha ... "Erna laughed devilish.
Selma was horrified, her feet were delicate enough! Soon the hot stones were gone and hers
Feet tested. She cried out as her tormentor's nails and soft pads teased her
pink bows. The sensations were unbearable, it had increased tenfold like her sensitive ones
was. She was a giggle wreck as the soldiers released her from the holdings and grabbed her
and forced her to kneel on the other device, a peculiar table covered in shackles.
Leather strap held her calves and ankles while her arms stretched high above her head
ticklish ribs and underarms suspend. A band was fastened around her diaphragm and on
four chains attached, which restricted her movements. Just like her freshly sensitive
Bows tied back stretched felt they were even more helpless to get her toes could.
"Now the device is examining the most sensitive part of your anatomy!" Sylvia the wooden frame
positioned between Selma's spread legs.
"... And for them to be effective we need to expose these parts!" interrupted
Erna swinging a pair of scissors.
Selma panties were cut off and the feathers raised on the top of the pendulum arm, so
that her tips are just reaching her crotch. The pendulum arm was set in motion and the
six feathers brushing cruelly back and forth until rustling against Selma soft lower body always
rehired. The two rows of feathers did not touch her pussy lips, but grazed
gently the sensitive skin where her inner thighs met her vagina. Selma sighed and turned
Desperate the infernal sensations and tried to the raging of excitement escape.
"Oh yes, the sensations are pleasant at first, but you will not be tonight
no climax, but the promise of gentle touches instead boost your
Sensitivity even further, "Sylvia teased, lightly fingering Selma's helplessly Soles.
Erna took control of Selma's other foot, turning Selma into hysterical laughter.
The foot rhythmically combined with the feeling of feathers tickle stroking her crotch was unbearable
Selma wailed and begged in Norwegian as the soldiers tickle her upper body with hers calloused rough fingers were offered.
"Annnaaaa Olsen aahhhhhhh ..." shouted Selma now completely helpless, as the pen of the
merciless German woman now touched her most intimate places. "..... nooohhhhooo" she cried
desperately.
"... and how next? The other names ... I hear! ..... "Erna was merciless now, she knew
that she was close to cracking the Norwegian and getting her information. she was
determined not to give in now. Selma screamed her feelings out loud,
"Ohhhhhh ... haahhahahahahha ...... nooooohhhhhhhhhhh ..... Friiiidddaaaa ....." shouted Selma
desperately. She was unable to resist and she knew that hers
Had to reveal information. "..... Annnaaaa Oooooolsen ...." she screamed helplessly and
straight when Annas name fell, the door was pushed open. "Did someone call my name here ???"
All of a sudden, the two Norwegians Anna and Frida stood in the middle of the room.
Before anyone realized what was going on there were shots ..........
After Erna's death, Selma was freed and taken to the Norwegian base.
But not only the Norwegians were back in the basement of her secret base, because they had
a Guest brought along ...... "Hei Hei Mrs. Sylvia, welcome to our little playroom"
Anna said while looking at the captive German woman. "Unfortunately, I do not know her yet
full name, Most Gracious "..." but I think that will surely change soon, which
do you think? "scoffed Selma
Since the day of her first meeting in the dark dungeon of the Nazis,
Selma had to waiting for this moment. And she was convinced to enjoy it to the fullest.
"You will never hear from me!" Snarled the German.
"But you know, these feathers are unyielding and very enduring.
But I have to Don't tell them Sylvia, do you? "Selma replied. But her last word was no longer valid
heard, because a sharp scream filled the small room, as the goose feather Sylvia's oily,
shiny soles touched .....
The End!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
