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SAMUEL'S OBSESSION PART 1 (M/F and FFF/F)
Samuel was sitting on his porch, with a drink in his hand. thinking fondly about the good old days. He was a retired chief of police staff, and had become infamous due to all the sexual harassment claims made against him. But Samuel did not care.
He loved the act of tickling, loved that he had so much power in the tips of his fingers. For him, tickling was not equivalent to sexual harassment, and if men had to take women's permission or consent before tickling them, then this country would go the dogs. Do warriors take permission before invading another country? Did Julius Caesar take permission before the conquest of Gaul? Did George Bush take permission before his orders to invade Iraq? America was one of the superpowers, because they did not believe in taking permission. Samuel believed the same principles applied to life as well. You do not take permission, you grab the opportunity by her fucking throat.
Samuel was also one of the top interrogators before his promotion. He loved interrogating criminals, especially women.
There was a law that a female criminal could only be interrogated by a female officer, but inside the four walls of the police station, who knew what happened in reality?
Samuel was drinking buddies with his former Chief of Police Staff , and so had been given unquestioned authority by him to perform interrogations on anyone and anyway he wanted.
He still remembered when a woman named Mary had been arrested for killing her husband. A voluntary written confession was required from her to make sure that she gets convicted. She was coerced, threatened, even abused by Samuel's female colleagues to have her sign the confession papers, but Mary was not ready to confess anything. Samuel knew he had to do something.
"Switch off the fucking cameras. I'll force the confession out of her." ordered Samuel.
He burst into the interrogation room, where Mary was sitting in the chair with handcuffs.
"This is your last chance Mary. Just confess to your crimes, sign the confession papers or else you'll face the consequences." said Samuel sternly.
Mary just laughed "Or what?"
Samuel ordered her female officers standing in the room "ASHLEY, CAITLIN , CAROLINE. HOLD THIS BITCH DOWN. I'LL SHOW HER THE MEANING OF OR WHAT."
The Female officers did as they were told, they pushed her to the ground. Ashley and Caitlin pulled her hands above her head, Caroline sat on her legs.
Mary tried struggling with all her might, but she knew she wasn't going anywhere.
"GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING BITCHES, THIS IS A VIOLATION OF HUMAN RIGHTS. THIS IS A VIOLATION OF THE 8TH AMENDMENT. I'LL HAVE YOU ALL SUSPENDED." Mary kept shouting.
Samuel just smiled and kept looking down at Mary struggling, trying to get away. He bent down towards her, raised her t-shirt up to reveal her milky white chubby tummy. Mary had extremely pale complexion, and Samuel wanted to take advantage of her creamy skin every way possible.
He removed the shoe and sock of his right foot, put his barefoot right on the middle of her tummy, and started rubbing it violently back and forth. He had rough feet with calluses, and rubbing that rough skin of her foot on her soft tummy caused ticklish sensations to occur all over her tummy.
Mary's eyes widdened, and she started giggling.
"WHAHAHAHAHAHAAHT AHEHEHRHRHEHEE YOHOHOHOHOH DOHOHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Ashley, Caitlin and Caroline also started laughing at her predicament, and this seemed to anger Mary further.
"YOUHUHUHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO ASHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOLHEHEHEHEHEHE ! YOU MOTHAHAHAHAHAHAAHERFUCKAAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Samuel loved to see women withering under him. He had occasionally tickled Ashley and Caroline too, though those were only
occassional pokes and prods. This was something else entirely. Mary was deathly ticklish, and he had known that the first
time he saw her. Mary was extremely chubby, and from experience Samuel knew that all chubby women were ticklish on their
tummies.
"Confess and I'll stop" Samuel told Mary very sternly, while increasing the sensations of his foot. Mary kept laughing.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NEVEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Mary knew what was happening to her right now would be nothing compared to what would happen to her if she gets sent to a
woman's prison. She had heard countless stories of rape and sexual assault behind the prison walls, and since she was
extremely ticklish, there was no way she would be able to survive when all female prisoners would gang up on her and tickle
her to death.
Samuel gritted his teeth "Do it the fucking hard way then. Ashley, Caitlin, tear off this bitch's T-shirt. Caroline, remove
her shoes and socks. Let's give her something to really laugh about now."
The female officers did as they were told, and Mary suddenly found herself barefoot, wearing only her track pants, totally
nude from the waist up.
"ASHLEY, CAITLIN. START TICKLING HER ARMPITS. CAROLINE, ATTACK HER FEET. THIS WOMAN IS A FUCKING MURDERER. MAKE SURE YOU
KEEP TICKLING HER, WITHOUT ANY REMORSE. TONIGHT EITHER SHE WILL CONFESS, OR SHE WOULD FUCKING DIE !!!" ordered Samuel.
Ashley and Caitlin started tickling Mary's armpits using their manicured fingers, and Caroline started tickling her feet
using her long nails. Marcus removed his foot, and started tickling Mary's ribs using his strong fingers.
Mary was unbearably ticklish everywhere, but the space between her ribs was her forbidden area. It was where Mary's husband
used to tickle her so that he could overpower her, and force her to have sex with him anytime he wanted. Mary had been
suffering from sexual abuse from her husband for years, and one night when he was sleeping, she took a knife and murdered
him in his sleep. She thought she had escaped her torture forever, but now what was happening to her was way worse than what
her husband did to her.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO I'LL DIAHAHAHAHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Samuel could feel his manhood hardening, and just increased the force of his tickling. The female officers technique was
different. They tickled slowly and calmly, with their fingers just gliding across her ticklish areas.
Mary just kept shrieking, shaking her head like a madwoman, hoping against hope for the tickling to stop. But it seemed to
go on for eternity.
"GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Samuel could see tears forming in Mary's eyes, and just felt a wild exhilaration in his body. He loved seeing women this
helpless, it made him feel alive.
Mary kept laughing and laughing. Her mind had reached the stage where she was ready to confess anything.
"I'LL CONFEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!"
Samuel knew what she was trying to say, but he was enjoying tickling her too much to let her go now.
Mary kept laughing, till her mind couldn't take it anymore. She lost consciousness.
Samuel smiled and stopped tickling her, and instructed others to do the same.
"Ladies, that's how you break a person. When she wakes up, she would be ready to confess anything."
NOW, as Samuel was lost in his thoughts, thinking about the good times, he suddenly saw a car approaching his driveway. It stopped at his neighborhood and a woman got out along with a young girl wearing glasses. Presumably her daughter.
The girl looked no more than 18-19 years old, and was wearing a pink tank top along with blue shorts.
The woman was interesting looking. She was a brunette, with medium length hair and was wearing a pantsuit. She looked like
she was in her early 40's , and had an air of superiority about her the way she walked. She had brown deep set eyes, olive
skin and a slim figure. Most men would describe her as a MILF .
But Samuel couldn't take his eyes off her daughter. God, she was edible. With her honey blonde long hair, pale white skin and creamy legs, she looked like an epitome of budding sexuality. She was wearing sunglasses, and looking at her Samuel could see that she had something all the older women seemed to be missing- innocence.
This girl had an air of innocence about her, and she was walking with her head down. She looked like the exact opposite of her mother. She looked very naive and vulnerable, someone who was even walking shy of talking to boys.
Samuel could feel his manhood rising again. He wanted to possess that innocence, to ravish her, to see her beg for mercy below him.
"Oh this is going to be so much fun !!!"
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
Samuel was sitting on his porch, with a drink in his hand. thinking fondly about the good old days. He was a retired chief of police staff, and had become infamous due to all the sexual harassment claims made against him. But Samuel did not care.
He loved the act of tickling, loved that he had so much power in the tips of his fingers. For him, tickling was not equivalent to sexual harassment, and if men had to take women's permission or consent before tickling them, then this country would go the dogs. Do warriors take permission before invading another country? Did Julius Caesar take permission before the conquest of Gaul? Did George Bush take permission before his orders to invade Iraq? America was one of the superpowers, because they did not believe in taking permission. Samuel believed the same principles applied to life as well. You do not take permission, you grab the opportunity by her fucking throat.
Samuel was also one of the top interrogators before his promotion. He loved interrogating criminals, especially women.
There was a law that a female criminal could only be interrogated by a female officer, but inside the four walls of the police station, who knew what happened in reality?
Samuel was drinking buddies with his former Chief of Police Staff , and so had been given unquestioned authority by him to perform interrogations on anyone and anyway he wanted.
He still remembered when a woman named Mary had been arrested for killing her husband. A voluntary written confession was required from her to make sure that she gets convicted. She was coerced, threatened, even abused by Samuel's female colleagues to have her sign the confession papers, but Mary was not ready to confess anything. Samuel knew he had to do something.
"Switch off the fucking cameras. I'll force the confession out of her." ordered Samuel.
He burst into the interrogation room, where Mary was sitting in the chair with handcuffs.
"This is your last chance Mary. Just confess to your crimes, sign the confession papers or else you'll face the consequences." said Samuel sternly.
Mary just laughed "Or what?"
Samuel ordered her female officers standing in the room "ASHLEY, CAITLIN , CAROLINE. HOLD THIS BITCH DOWN. I'LL SHOW HER THE MEANING OF OR WHAT."
The Female officers did as they were told, they pushed her to the ground. Ashley and Caitlin pulled her hands above her head, Caroline sat on her legs.
Mary tried struggling with all her might, but she knew she wasn't going anywhere.
"GET OFF ME YOU FUCKING BITCHES, THIS IS A VIOLATION OF HUMAN RIGHTS. THIS IS A VIOLATION OF THE 8TH AMENDMENT. I'LL HAVE YOU ALL SUSPENDED." Mary kept shouting.
Samuel just smiled and kept looking down at Mary struggling, trying to get away. He bent down towards her, raised her t-shirt up to reveal her milky white chubby tummy. Mary had extremely pale complexion, and Samuel wanted to take advantage of her creamy skin every way possible.
He removed the shoe and sock of his right foot, put his barefoot right on the middle of her tummy, and started rubbing it violently back and forth. He had rough feet with calluses, and rubbing that rough skin of her foot on her soft tummy caused ticklish sensations to occur all over her tummy.
Mary's eyes widdened, and she started giggling.
"WHAHAHAHAHAHAAHT AHEHEHRHRHEHEE YOHOHOHOHOH DOHOHOHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Ashley, Caitlin and Caroline also started laughing at her predicament, and this seemed to anger Mary further.
"YOUHUHUHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO ASHAHAHAHAHAHAHAOLHEHEHEHEHEHE ! YOU MOTHAHAHAHAHAHAAHERFUCKAAAHAHAHAAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Samuel loved to see women withering under him. He had occasionally tickled Ashley and Caroline too, though those were only
occassional pokes and prods. This was something else entirely. Mary was deathly ticklish, and he had known that the first
time he saw her. Mary was extremely chubby, and from experience Samuel knew that all chubby women were ticklish on their
tummies.
"Confess and I'll stop" Samuel told Mary very sternly, while increasing the sensations of his foot. Mary kept laughing.
"NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO NEVEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!!"
Mary knew what was happening to her right now would be nothing compared to what would happen to her if she gets sent to a
woman's prison. She had heard countless stories of rape and sexual assault behind the prison walls, and since she was
extremely ticklish, there was no way she would be able to survive when all female prisoners would gang up on her and tickle
her to death.
Samuel gritted his teeth "Do it the fucking hard way then. Ashley, Caitlin, tear off this bitch's T-shirt. Caroline, remove
her shoes and socks. Let's give her something to really laugh about now."
The female officers did as they were told, and Mary suddenly found herself barefoot, wearing only her track pants, totally
nude from the waist up.
"ASHLEY, CAITLIN. START TICKLING HER ARMPITS. CAROLINE, ATTACK HER FEET. THIS WOMAN IS A FUCKING MURDERER. MAKE SURE YOU
KEEP TICKLING HER, WITHOUT ANY REMORSE. TONIGHT EITHER SHE WILL CONFESS, OR SHE WOULD FUCKING DIE !!!" ordered Samuel.
Ashley and Caitlin started tickling Mary's armpits using their manicured fingers, and Caroline started tickling her feet
using her long nails. Marcus removed his foot, and started tickling Mary's ribs using his strong fingers.
Mary was unbearably ticklish everywhere, but the space between her ribs was her forbidden area. It was where Mary's husband
used to tickle her so that he could overpower her, and force her to have sex with him anytime he wanted. Mary had been
suffering from sexual abuse from her husband for years, and one night when he was sleeping, she took a knife and murdered
him in his sleep. She thought she had escaped her torture forever, but now what was happening to her was way worse than what
her husband did to her.
"AAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHOHO I'LL DIAHAHAHAHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Samuel could feel his manhood hardening, and just increased the force of his tickling. The female officers technique was
different. They tickled slowly and calmly, with their fingers just gliding across her ticklish areas.
Mary just kept shrieking, shaking her head like a madwoman, hoping against hope for the tickling to stop. But it seemed to
go on for eternity.
"GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!!"
Samuel could see tears forming in Mary's eyes, and just felt a wild exhilaration in his body. He loved seeing women this
helpless, it made him feel alive.
Mary kept laughing and laughing. Her mind had reached the stage where she was ready to confess anything.
"I'LL CONFEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA !!"
Samuel knew what she was trying to say, but he was enjoying tickling her too much to let her go now.
Mary kept laughing, till her mind couldn't take it anymore. She lost consciousness.
Samuel smiled and stopped tickling her, and instructed others to do the same.
"Ladies, that's how you break a person. When she wakes up, she would be ready to confess anything."
NOW, as Samuel was lost in his thoughts, thinking about the good times, he suddenly saw a car approaching his driveway. It stopped at his neighborhood and a woman got out along with a young girl wearing glasses. Presumably her daughter.
The girl looked no more than 18-19 years old, and was wearing a pink tank top along with blue shorts.
The woman was interesting looking. She was a brunette, with medium length hair and was wearing a pantsuit. She looked like
she was in her early 40's , and had an air of superiority about her the way she walked. She had brown deep set eyes, olive
skin and a slim figure. Most men would describe her as a MILF .
But Samuel couldn't take his eyes off her daughter. God, she was edible. With her honey blonde long hair, pale white skin and creamy legs, she looked like an epitome of budding sexuality. She was wearing sunglasses, and looking at her Samuel could see that she had something all the older women seemed to be missing- innocence.
This girl had an air of innocence about her, and she was walking with her head down. She looked like the exact opposite of her mother. She looked very naive and vulnerable, someone who was even walking shy of talking to boys.
Samuel could feel his manhood rising again. He wanted to possess that innocence, to ravish her, to see her beg for mercy below him.
"Oh this is going to be so much fun !!!"
(TO BE CONTINUED....)
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