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Hi everyone, so this is the second part of Part 1 of the story. If you haven’t already, I suggest you read the first part to give you some background. Once again, any feedback is appreciated.
Part 1a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1a.448699/
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The crowd cheered as the girls reacted to the sets of nails that explored their soles. The staff members all matched the speed and intensity of their tickling to keep the contest fair. Once the contest had started, they slowly traced their nails across each of the friend’s toetied feet, gradually increasing their speed. They would scratch at their heels before dragging their nails up the girls’ soles and lightly tickling the soft skin on the bottom of their toes. Each of the girls had reacted differently once they heard “Go!”.
Jess had immediately begun to voice her famous hearty laugh once it started. The speakers broadcast her chuckles, making some members of the crowd think that she might have even been enjoying it. That was only half of the case. ‘Ok breath Jess, breath. Ok, this isn’t too bad is it. I can do this, I can do this.’ Natalie had begun to wriggle her nails on the pad of her feet. Jess looked around the crowd as she continued to laugh, many people smiling back at her in response to her extravagant laughter. ‘Ok ok deep breath. This is starting to get bad now. Come on Kara, give up already.’ She looked over to the set of stocks next to her to see how her opponent was lasting.
‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. Shit, oh god’ were Kara’s first reactions as she felt Megan’s nails hit the centre of her arches. For a supposed tomboy with a rough and tough persona, Megan was surprised at how well-kept her feet were and how quickly Kara had reacted. Kara’s eyes had followed all of Megan’s action during the countdown and yet she still seemed surprised when it began. Her screams echoed across the area to the point where the staff had to lower the speaker volume slightly. No matter what she did, her feet barely budged out of the toeties, leaving her self-proclaimed deathly ticklish feet vulnerable and exposed. Cursing soon joined in with the screams, some of which were so creative that the crowed had to chuckle along with it. Megan began to scratch her nails in-between each of Kara’s toes, only heightening Kara’s agony. ‘I’m going to fucking kill her after this. And Sarah to. And Jess and Emilia for that matter! Shit Jess doesn’t seem to be suffering too bad’.
“Ahhhhhh HAHAHA FUCK YOU. HAHAHAHA OK STOP IT HAHAHA. I HATE IT. PEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
The crowd watched the Jess v Kara match-up as the foot tickling continued, whilst over on the right side of the stage, a similar battle was taking place.
Emilia had closed her eyes when the countdown started, partly due to the terrible suspense and partly due to the crowd, although she wasn’t sure which one she preferred. ‘Crap a countdown. Deep breaths in and out. Remember what I told myself before, maybe I’m not that ticklish anymore.’ Her eyes shot open as Georgia’s sharp nails slowly traced down the high arches of her feet, her thoughts now smashed. ‘Shit. Yeah, well I definitely haven’t grown out of it. Oh god this is bad’. Once it had started, the staff members switched between slow tracing along the girls’ feet and then suddenly moving onto frantic scribbling. Emilia wasn’t sure which one she hated more but she certainly didn’t like either. ‘Kara sounds like she’s in agony already, they’ll hear her across the fair. Oh shit, shit. Remember Emilia, think of something else. Chocolate, or the rides, or the book I just finished. Just don’t think about the sensations!’. Georgia had to admire Emilia’s attempt to hold her laughter in unlike her friends, it was a mixture of huffing and grunts as Georgia traced her nails along the contours of her feet. Emilia hated her laugh.
“Pfft, pfft, arrgh…. Ummmm……. Arrgh arrgh.... oh my hehehehehe”. The shy woman’s initial attempts to hold back had failed and her cute, awkward giggles rang out.
Leah was not giving Sarah an easy time either, she always loved breaking the leaders of a group be it a friend group or the mother of a family. She had seen the nervousness on Sarah’s faces when she was tying her toes to the stocks and felt that this must be the worst spot for her. This guess was confirmed once the contest began. Sarah had immediately burst out into a loud cackle as the tickling sensations shot up her body from her feet. ‘Damn it, these stocks are a bit tighter than I though. 10, 9, 8… Here we go… Shit why aren’t I playing against Kara. Is Em even ticklish, she said so, but I can’t remember the last time I even heard her laugh!’. The countdown continued and Sarah’s nerves rose. She had been playfully tickled by her husband a few times but rarely more than a few seconds on her feet, they were strictly her no-go zone. Once Leah’s nails hit her skin, she could only think about one thing. ‘SHIT… those nails are bad. Very bad. I didn’t notice them in the campervan. Shit’. Sarah tried to think about anything else to block out the horrible sensations, but nothing worked, all she could focus on was the jolts of lightening caused by Leah. She looked around the crowd as she crackled along, from university-aged friend groups to mothers and daughters, there wasn’t an ounce of sympathy for her or her friends. Sarah continued to wriggle around as much as she could, hoping to get away from Leah’s tickling. She knew it was hopeless. During her wriggling, her head twisted, and she managed to get a glimpse of the timer that was displayed on a screen behind the four stocks. '30 seconds. No that can’t be. Only 30 seconds! Oh my god I can’t handle this. How the hell will I last for 10 minutes if I lose?’
“Hahahaha Leah please stop. Hahahahah” was about all Sarah could squeeze between her laughter.
As the clock reached 1:00, the tickling of friends’ feet only continued to worsen. All four staff members began to focus purely on their tied toes, wiggling their fingers in-between each toe, pinching the skin within each toe gap, and scratching their nails against the soft pads of their toes. The staff member who had started the countdown then went back up to the microphone.
“Come on everyone, join in with me. And this little piggy went to the market… and this little piggy stayed at home…” The girls listened as the crowed erupted in a chorus of the well-known song. Each time a new piggy was mentioned the ticklers moved onto the next toe, wriggling their fingers across all the skin. Even though Jess was struggling with the continued tickling, she giddily laughed at the mocking from the crowd. Sarah and Kara had other thoughts. ‘Fuck me, how does a children’s song make this even worse’ Sarah thought to herself.
“HAHAHAHAHA. I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL ALL OFFFF AHHHHHHHHH NOOOOO” Kara tried to scream to the crowd but was cut short as all the piggies had been sung and the ticklers began to rapid scribble their nails across the rest of each girl’s feet.
After the little crowd interaction, the ticklers then slowed down and began to focus on the friends’ heels. Leah looked at Sarah, who’s face had a small shimmer of nervous sweat as she struggled to free herself from the stocks. The slowed pace allowed for the friends to regain some air in their lunges after the constant laughing. It was a welcomed moment for the girls, although each was wishing that the tickling stopped altogether. More sinisterly, Leah knew that the real reason for this was purely to bump the times up for a bit. She decided to tease Sarah a bit.
“Just so you know Sarah, when we do Round 2 for the two losers, we don’t just use our nails, we have loads of tickle tools waiting for you”. Sarah did not like the sound of that, nor did Emilia and Jess who had overheard the conversation.
“That’s right Kara, you probably didn’t hear that over here with all your girly screaming. When you lose this, I have loads of toys waiting to meet you.” Megan ridiculed as she scratched the very bottom of Kara’s hell. ‘Toys? What the hell does this nutjob mean. Well, I really don’t want to find out anyway. Fuck, Jess still looks like she’s coping’ Kara thought after hearing Megan. Despite her outward appearance, Jess had finally broken inside with only one thing now keeping her going and not saying her safe word. ‘Come on Jess, come on. Oh god. Come on you can beat Kara. YOU CAN BEAT KARA! How the hell has she lasted like 5 minutes’ she thought. The timer was on 2:00 minutes.
The tickling continued as the crowd got bigger and bigger, likely from many people following the noise to its source like the friends had previously. Up until this point, the tickling had been what the staff would have called stable and uniform, although the girls would likely not have agreed. Between Jess and Kara on the left side, Jess’s laughter had moved up a notch as she was now truly regretting siding with Sarah. ‘Kara was right, very right. We should have told Sarah to shut up when she suggested this. Stupid me, why did I suggest going to that bloody tent to tickle that family, once it ended, we should have veered far away from it. Idiot Jess, why did I think it would be fun, I should have sided with Kara and got Em on side’ Jess pondered regretfully. Kara continued her screaming, her cursing now fully replaced by death threats to Megan whenever she could get a word in between her laughs. ‘I should have grabbed Em and Jess and dragged them off and out of this bloody fair. Then came back and paid Leah to make sure that Sarah loses EVERY. BLOODY. GAME.’ she thought to herself.
“Ahahahahaha, KARA PLEASE GIVE UP. HAHAHAHA. You know you won’t last much longer just save yourself some energy now. HAHAHA” Jess shouted. Kara just made eye contact, shook her head to reject the offer and went back to her torment.
On the other side of the stage, things weren’t much better for the other two. Emilia continued to squirm around as Georgia’s nails had once again begun to focus on her taunt arches. Leah had likewise followed suit on Sarah who looked more exhausted and desperate with each passing second, her feet still trying to break free of their prison as she tried to ignore her internal voice of reason telling her it was a futile attempt.
“Hehehehehe Hahaha no, no, pffft, pfft ….. hehehehe” Emilia cried, still trying her best to hold her laughter in.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, HAHAHAHAHAHA. WHAT TIME ARE WE ON? HAHAHAHA”. Sarah didn’t see the point in trying to hold it in, not that she could anyway.
“There’s no point in telling you, it doesn’t matter does it, you’re not getting released once it hits magic o’clock are you? The only way you’re getting out of this thing is if she gives up before you. Anyway, enough of that, lets get back to these ticklish flippers hey.” Leah responded.
“Emilia… hahaha…. EMILIA LOOK AT ME… Please just give up. I’m sorry for every time I embarrass you in front of people… HAHAHAHAHAH LEAH FUCK OFF NOOOOOO… EM… Please I promise I will look after you in social situations if you just say your word. PLEASSSEEEE HAHAHAHA” Sarah begged. Emilia didn’t look at Sarah as she begged. “EM PLEASE I HATE THIS… A BIT OF LAUGHTER MIGHT DO YOU GOOD”
“FUCK YOU! Hehehehehehe… You deserve this more than any of us…. Arghhhh…. Hehehehe… Trust me I will look forward to getting some revenge on you!” Emilia threw back at Sarah. Sarah was so surprised at her timid friend’s outburst that she almost forgot about the tickling for a moment. Almost. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever heard Em swear before. She must be struggling, come on Sarah, oh god this is bad’. The crowd loved the battle of words going on between the friendemies, their agony only spurring each of them into their outbursts. Immersed in the shouting battle, the crowd soon turned their heads back over to the left-hand side as they heard something.
“GREEN. GREEN. GREEN. GREEN. GREEEEN!”
‘Jess? I wouldn’t have put my money on that, she must have been lying to us. Oh come on Georgia, give me a break whilst they untie her’ Emilia thought. Despite her continued laughter, Sarah seemed disappointed at the sound. ‘Green? That’s Jess isn’t it? How the hell has Kara managed that? Oh well, 25% of my prize money goes to her, I just have to win now. I’ll have to coerce Em into giving up if fucking Leah doesn’t stop in a min’. Both girls on the right were confused as they continued to hear two sets of laughing over on the other side. ‘Wait Leah said the winner gets released.’ Emilia thought. Sarah was question whether Leah maybe really was a criminal. The staff member went back up to the microphone to bring the situation to light.
“Well good fairgoers, you may have just heard a scream of Green. As you can see, Jess is wearing our lovely green sports set so she will proceed into Round 2 after her punishment”
“NO! HAHAHAH WHAT THE FUCK” Jess interrupted.
“Megan can you please release Kara as she has won” the announcer continued. Instead, Kara’s laughter only reached an even higher level of despair. “Well folks, normally the four ticklers match their intensity for fairness. But… someone isn’t playing fair. That shout you heard was actually from Kara and not Jess.” The crowd booed at the apparent unsportsmanlike behaviour. “Megan, Natalie, please continue. The game goes on. Now do we think that Kara deserves it a little worse than Jess everyone?” The crowd erupted in a cheer of agreement.
“NO, NO HAHAHAHAHA FUCK ALL OF YOU! FUCK ALL OF YOU. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I WILL GET EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU IN THESE STOCKS AND SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE I’M SORRY…. I’M SORRY I WAS DESPERATE” Kara screamed in reaction to Megan’s torture.
Jess was furious with Kara’s attempt at deception ‘That bitch! Yeah that’s right, scream, go on Megan don’t feel any sympathy. Ok ok, Natalie maybe you can lay off‘ she thought. ‘Well, there goes that option of getting Em to lose, don't shout of her colour Sara. What an idiot Kara is, did she really think that would work? Oh god’ thought Sarah as Leah began to trace her nails down the outsides of each foot. Sarah didn’t think that she had ever been tickled on the side of her feet, only remembering the odd nail across her sole or a few gentle strokes on the top of her feet. It didn’t feel any better. Emilia, still angered by Sarah’s earlier outburst was also experiencing Georgia’s nails fluttering along the sides of her feet. ‘Poor Kara, she hates it. I suppose she was just trying to get a way out. And that bitch Sarah, how dare she bring our social lives into this, she’s already embarrassed me enough today!... Oh my, oh my Georgia’s nails are horrible. Think Emilia, urmmm urmm… what happened in the last chapter of that book I’m reading…”
Whilst the other three girls were having the sides of their feet and arches targeted, Megan had moved back to Kara’s toes, digging her nails into the soft flesh in the gaps between each toe. Megan had decided that this was one of Kara’s worst spots on her feet when they had sung the little piggies’ song earlier. Kara squeezed her eyes shut as she was in her own personal hell. No matter how much she begged, laughed or tried to free her feet, nothing helped. She fell into silent laughter and as all ten off Megan’s fingers dug in, Kara took a deep breath…
“WHITE. WHITE OK FUCKING STOP!”
“There we are folks, the first loser. You’ll all be glad to hear that I can confirm that this definitely came out of the correct mouth. Naughty Kara, you lasted 2:35 minutes. Congrats Jess, now remember, you’re tickling will continue until you say your safe word so you can be nice and give up now…. Or…. You could carry on and build up some extra punishment time for one of your friends.” The crowd cheered as this was announced over the speakers, some egging Jess to carry on. All three remaining girls were shocked to hear it had only been 2:35 minutes, it had felt like an hour already.
“Jess say it… JESS!” Kara commanded.
Jess’s laughter continued to flow and the screen above her continued to tick on. ‘Ok Jess, I’ve won, I’ve bloody won haha. Serves her right. Let’s go for a bit longer. Kara’s going to get the longer time anyway for the punishment so let’s add some onto one of the other two’s times. I don’t care now, I’ll be free soon’ Jess thought, a little evil springing up inside of her.
The tickling continued with the three remaining staff members changing their method. They were using their right hand to scribble their fingers on the arches of one sole, and their other had to lightly tease the other ankle. The three girls were surprised with this, having gotten used to similar sensations on each foot. Kara and Megan watched on, Megan with a cheerful smile on her face, Kara sat in defeat. ‘Why the fuck is that bubbly slag still going on, it’s torture.’ Kara wondered. Now not being tickled, she took in more of the show and looked down the row to Sarah and Emilia. ‘Emilia looks like she’s ate something sour. Fuck it why am I being nice to any of them. She said she wasn’t sure if she was ticklish, well I bloody hope that she is in absolute agony at the minute. And Sarah, Sarah… If there are gods up there, I hope that every single devil drags her into their hell at the same time. Fucking bitch. Go on Leah, make her suffer and if you do, I don’t care if it makes me mentally unstable after this, I will make sure that she loses Round 2.’
Only a few seconds had past since the announcement and Sarah was at her own breaking point. The ankle tickling wasn’t horrendous, but Leah’s sharp claws were continuing to wreak havoc on her sole. She couldn’t take it much longer and between Emilia’s huffs and puffs, she wasn’t sure how long it would take for Em to give up herself.
“EM PLEASSSSE! PLEASSSSSSE! HAHAHAHA. I’m sorry ok and I mean it. HAHAHAHA. Not just about today but about everything, including when I told that guy in the pub that you were a geek! HAHAHAHAHA PLEASE JUST GIVE UP”
“FUCK. YOU!” was the response. Sarah blew up at the answer.
“HAHAHAHA LEAH, LEAH LEAH, please stop. It’s been like five minutes and all you’ve tickled is our feet. HAHAHA. Please just give me a rest a second.” Leah just smiled at Sarah’s request and looked up at the timer. 2:50 minutes gone.
Kara watched as three other staff members walked from backstage and positioned themselves behind each of the girl’s stocks. She wasn’t sure if any of her friends had noticed them as they had come from behind. The timer hit 3:00 and the three poor remaining contestants all reached a new level of torment.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Jess cried as the second girl began to squeeze her sides, sometimes running her fingers into the middle of Jess’s tummy before spidering back and poking each side. Jess’s flamboyant, albeit frantic, laughter had now turned into screams of that to match Kara’s. She hated it. ‘Come on Jess, oh god, oh god. Just a few more seconds to build it up. They deserve it’
“Please no, please not my sides. I HATE IT”
Emilia faired no better. The foot tickling was horrendous, the added upper body tickling was just as bad if not worse, but the combination of the two was pure torture. She had squealed in shock when she felt a new pair of hands unexpectedly began to knead her slim sides. No matter which way she twisted, there was always a hand waiting on the other side to poke at her. Her arms being held above her head only made her upper body feel more vulnerable. When the foot tickling had started and she realised her feet were still ticklish, she had hoped that her upper body wasn’t ticklish as she couldn’t remember if she had ever been tickled there. The first squeeze of her sides told her all she needed to know. Her only hope now was that Sarah would finally blow.
“EEEEEKKKK no please hehehehehe. Ahhhh hehehehehe” Emilia’s high-pitch giggles ringed out.
“AHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA LEAH THIS ISN’T WHAT I FUCKING MEANT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. JUST ONE TICKLER. NOT ON MY FEET. NOT TWO. YOU’RE BOTH BITCHES. HAHAHAHAHA”. Sarah had had her sides tickled playfully when she flirted with her husband, but with her body stretched out and a belt over her hips, she couldn’t escape the fingers. She was concerned that she was about to fracture either her ankles or wrists trying to escape the bondage. It was pure hell. The girl behind continued to squeeze her sides whilst Leah dragged her nails slowly over the length of her soles, from the tip of her toes all the way down to her heels. Regret was now all she felt. ‘Fuck, why hadn’t I asked the details of the tickling before. I should have just taken us to that bloody balloon challenge. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.’
“GREEN. OK NO MORE ON MY SIDES” Jess cried out.
“Everyone, give Jess a round of applause, Jess you held out 3:30 minutes. The sides got to you ay? Natalie, please release Jess from her chair. Jess if you want to help with Kara’s punishment after this, stay on the stage with us, if not you can go and get changed and enjoy the rest of the show” the announcer explained.
“Thank you, I assure you that I will be staying on stage. Kara deserves it for her little attempt at deception”. Jess responded. Kara looked at her with regret in her eyes.
On the right side, Georgia and Leah continued to wriggle their fingers over the soles of the two girls. The staff working on their upper bodies had began squeezing the girls’ hips, allowing them some rest from the tickling of their sides.
“Why don’t you count their ribs, make sure both of them are healthy.” Leah suggested.
“HAHAHAHA… WE’RE HEALTHY TRUST ME… HAHAHA” Sarah confirmed
Both girls shuddered as the sets of fingers began to poke their way around their ribcages, easily accessible through the thin material of the sports bras. Sarah felt like she was about to die, Leah now focusing on the pad of her foot between her arches and her toes. ‘SHIT OH MY GOD.OH MY GOD. SHIT. SHIT. At least I’ll be famous. First woman to die from tickle torture. Nice one Sarah.’
“YES, YES all my ribs are there, just like my toes” Sarah explained, hoping that a calmer tone might sway her torturers.
Emilia’s attempts to think about other things had now failed. Trying to block out a set of sensations on one part of her body was doable, well attemptable, but tickling sensations across two parts of her body were much harder. ‘Well done Jess I suppose. Right, so yeah the book. Last chapter. Prince Adrian was on his way to the elves to… to.. come on think… oh fuck no this is too much. Why is she still on my feet! Noooooo’. The rib tickling was very new to Emilia, she had experienced some foot tickling when she was younger and had had the occasional poke of her side from the odd attempts at dating she had tried, but for a woman who didn’t like exposing her body, this was something new. Something horrible.
“HEHEHEHEHE. AHHHHH. Leah get her good, all she does is torment people. She deserves it. Hehehehe…. Pffft… pfft. Hehehehehehe.” Leah continued her assault of Sarah’s bound feet.
“FUCK OFFFF NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! PLEASSSEEE JUST STOP” Sarah cried.
“Sarah honey, you asked why it was just foot tickling, so we obliged”. Leah stated calmly.
“THAT DIDN’T MEAN MORE TICKLERS! IT MEANT MOVE SOMEWHERE ELSE! HAHAHAHAH!
“Georgia…. Please stop… and you behind me!..... Sarah said to us that if you can’t handle some tickling, you deserve to be punished so punish her….. hehehhe” Emilia muttered.
“I’m not sure you’re handling it much better than Mrs Bossy over there, are you?” Georgia butted in.
As the clock reached 3:50 minutes, the four staff members looked at each other and Leah winked. The tickling intensified. At their feet, Georgia and Leah dragged their nails, focusing on the taught bare arches in front of them. The girls working on the upper bodies had gone back down to their sides to knead their skin even more. The crowd loved it and cheered the ticklers on hoping to get as much suffering out of the women as possible. Why would they sign up to this if they hated it many of the onlookers thought. ‘Fuck I can’t take this anymore. Come on Sarah, a punishment of a few minutes and then beat Kara, that’s my best chance now. I can choose my feet as off-limits during the punishment’ Sarah thought to herself. The hands moved onto her ribs once again counting them, starting and the bottom and moving upwards.
Emilia was holding on with her life as the clock ticked on, all eyes were on her and Sarah now. She wondered how much longer Sarah could take. The girl’s hands continued up her ribs and dug into the bits of flesh between each one. Kara and Jess watched on, interested in how the battle would end. Emilia glimpsed over to Sarah who was in sheer agony as Leah continued to scribble in her toes. ‘FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I tried my best, I can’t take this anymore. What colour am I again… Red’ Sarah conceded defeat. ‘She’s about to give up! Come on, I can do this’ Emilia thought now with a final surge of determination to beat Sarah. The nails on the girls’ ribs moved and gently skimmed the bare skin of the two thirty-odd year-old women’s armpits.
“BLACK!” was what the crowd heard first.
“RED! RED! FUCKING RED!” followed milliseconds later.
“Congratulations Sarah! There we have it, well fought. Our second loser Emilia lasted 4:06 minutes, Sarah you lasted 4:07 minutes. Leah, please release Sarah from her chair, and Sarah, I imagine you will also be remaining up on stage with Jess. As promised to the girls, here is £50 to each of our winners. Once again, please give Jess and Sarah a big clap” came the announcement. Sarah’s smile now one of relief rather than torture, Emilia, as quiet as before with dread on her face. Leah looked at Emilia and grinned.
“I saw you smirk when I sat down in front of Sarah, now I’ve got loads of time to give you a taste.” Emilia pretended not to hear her.
“Thanks Emmy Emsss. That was a close one, I already had the 'red' rolling off my tongue to give up. Looks like you were ticklish all along.”
Emilia fumed inside at hearing Sarah now gloating, a few moments ago she was basically begging to die. ‘Fuck sake…. Idiot…. Stupid Idiot…. I can’t believe it….. why….. why didn’t I just hold on few seconds longer….. Why did she have to go for my underarms when Sarah was about to give up?”
As the two empty sets of stocks were moved off the stage, the signs above Emilia and Kara’s heads now changed. Jess gasped causing both losers to shuffle anxiously, unable to see what they said.
Leah went back to the microphone.
“Hi folks me again. Well, I thoroughly enjoyed my time tickling Sarah. Sadly, she just about managed to survive. So, before we started, we told all the girls that the two losers would receive a punishment before moving into Round 2. As Kara gave up first, she will receive the longer combined time of a pair. This was Emilia and Sarah’s times which were 8:14 minutes in total. Emilia with the shorter times of Kara and Jess will be 6:05. That is of course on top of the standard 10 minutes so as you can now see, here are their remaining times” Leah pointed to the electronic signs above each woman. ‘Shit, oh no I forgot about that. Wait that means…. 16:05 minutes! Oh no' Emilia calculated. She began to shuffle again in panic to the amusement of the crowd. Kara was too destroyed from her ticking and hadn’t recovered. She didn’t care about the time above her head, everything had just merged into one single hell now. Maybe this was her purgatory.
“Now to give each girl at least a small glimmer of kindness, we did promise that the two losers can choose on spot to be off-limits during the punishment. Losers, please have a very good think about where you will choose. What ever spot is chosen will not be touched during the punishment and Jess, Sarah, I will warn you that if you do touch these spots during the time, the contract does state that we will drag you back into the stocks to replace the loser. And trust me, we will! Now we’ll let the girls think for a minute whilst we move their stocks.” Leah continued.
Both girls’ stocks were now released from the fixtures holding them secure to their part of the stage and were rolled over to the centre of the stage with the girls still locked-up. They were then bolted back down to the centre so that Kara and Emilia were now side by side. The girls thought about what Leah had just said. Kara’s decision was an easy one, she was not about to allow several sets of fingers to torment her feet for 18 minutes, although she was nervous about the upper body tickling that she would experience, having given up before it had started and so not having a taste of what to expect. She knew one thing though, she was deathly ticklish, and she doubted much would change anywhere else on her body. ‘Please God, if you do exist, please strike all these sinners down and rescue me. I will be your most loyal servant after this.’ Kara awaited a miracle to change her situation.
For Emilia, the decision was much more difficult and as she was being moved, she was deep in thought. At this point she almost wished she was Kara, at least Kara knew her feet were her worst spot. Emilia had found the foot tickling to be torture and wasn’t sure if she could endure another 16-odd minute of it so soon after the first round. ‘Feet? I don’t know…. Sides? Bad but bearable… Ribs? Probably the ‘best’ spot….. Underarms?... Are they ticklish? Yes Emilia of course they will be’ she methodically went through each one. The minute she had felt the nails touch her armpits, a surge of panic had flowed through her causing her to give up in fear before the tickling had started. Something just felt so horrible about them. She rued her decision now and wished that she had allowed for a few seconds of underarm tickling. That way she would have know if this was a worse spot or whether she should choose her feet. That, and the fact that it would have been Sarah in this seat now.
Leah stood in front of both of the women with the microphone.
“So girlies, now is the time to make your decision. If you don’t pick, I’ll pick for you and it’ll be your nose…. Hehehe” she joked to herself, remembering the time she had done that to a poor victim previously. She looked over to Kara first, already knowing the answer.
“It’s my FUCKING FEET! Please just let us go, pleeeasee…. This was all Sarah and Jess’s idea. Please just let us go.” Kara pleaded.
“Careful now Kara, I have 18 minutes with you” Jess reminded her. It was Sarah’s idea, she had only agreed to go along with it as she reminded herself, now eager to work her way over the hunk of flesh sat in front of her.
“Feet for Kara” Leah confirmed, the crowd booing at the decision. “And for you Emilia?”
“My armpits” She mumbled, hoping she had made the right decision.
“For those that can’t hear whispers, she said her armpits” Leah confirmed, eager to give her a taste of the foot tickling she had dished out on Sarah. Sarah stood behind Emilia and like Jess with Kara, she was eager to torment her friend.
“Ok guys, now that that was sorted out, the punishment shall begin. Me, Georgia and Sarah will remind Emilia of her decisions, and Natalie, Megan and Jess will make sure that Kara doesn’t wake up from her nightmare. If you wish to get some drinks or food before Round 2, now’s your time and don’t worry if you miss some of this punishment, there will be plenty more for these young women in the next round!”
With Leah’s final words into the microphone the long-awaited, or long-dreaded, punishment began. Sarah worked on Emilia’s upper body, squeezing her sides and poking her ribs before moving down make sure she didn’t forget the hips. Georgia and Leah adopted one foot each and began to scribble their nails across the canvas of skin, their patterns and intensities varying. Emilia was going mad; she didn’t even attempt to hold her giggles back this time as laughter poured out of her. Getting a taste of Leah’s nails on her right foot was making her regret her decision not to choose her feet, never violent in life, she truly wanted to kick Leah as hard as she could to make sure it hurt.
Kara was not lucky enough to get any more sympathy. Unable to target her feet, the three ticklers all attacked her upper body. Kara became paralysed in shock as the first hands dug into her sides and scribbled over her belly. She screamed as she now truly remembered that it wasn’t just her feet that were deathly sensitive, it was the rest of her body as well. She pleaded with Natalie as nails vibrated across her taunt ribs, desperately trying to get her arms down to protect them. Unlike the other girls who had experienced some upper body tickling, Kara had forgotten how bad it was as she screamed out loud. Jess had worked her way up to Kara’s armpits, an act which made Kara question if Jess could truly be considered a friend. She hadn’t realised how sensitive her bare armpits would be in this position as Natalie’s nails also altered between her ribs and her biceps, noticing several cuts and scars from the tomboy’s previous adventures and scuffles. Kara was certain that if she could get out of these stocks, she would end up with a few more scars on her body, but certainly less than her three tormenters once she had finished with them.
The minutes rolled by and both girls experienced some leg tickling with Georgia and Megan being the privileged givers for this. Emilia squealed at the goosing motioned Georgia made on her kneecaps, whilst Kara passionately hated Megan’s slow scribbling of the skin under her knees, a contrast to the fast wriggling of fingers by Natalie and Jess on her upper sections. Emilia’s time came to an end, and she was given a break, much to Sarah’s disappointment. Emilia now sat in her stocks, breathing heavily to make up for all the lost air, her eyes soon shooting out into the sky as she came back into the real-world and realised the situation with her in front of the crowd. Sarah had enjoyed her reward of making her always stoic friend squeal with laughter, noting her soft skin. ‘I can confirm that I definitely prefer being a tickler’ Sarah chuckled to herself.
All eyes now watched the final minutes of Kara’s punishment. For the first time since the whole contest began, no screaming, cursing or begging was coming out of her. Instead, her head hung down and noises that some might have called cries where being voiced as Megan, Natalie and Jess relentlessly continued their assault on her twitching body. ‘God that could have been me looking like I’m half dead. Maybe I have pushed it all a bit too far today…. No what am I saying to myself… Should I ask if I can join in’ Sarah thought, not willing to feel empathy for her friend now that she herself was out of the stocks. Kara knew she was extremely ticklish, she’s an adult and is responsible for two children, if she couldn’t have the guts to walk away herself when we suggested this, then that’s her fault. This line of though was shared similarly between Sarah and Jess. Eventually Kara’s punishment also came to an end, the opportunity to regain some breath allowed for Kara to resume her pleading and begging to be released. Originally, she had begged for both herself and Emilia to be released, now all she pleaded for was anything to stop the contest, even if that meant a meteor destroying the Earth.
“Right my wonderful fairgoers, if you have watched for this long, then you must truly want to see some suffering, don’t you?” The crowed cheered in response to Leah’s question. “I’m going to give these victims…. I mean remaining contestants… a few moments to get their energy back before we move on to the dreaded Round 2”
Both girls dreaded what awaited them…
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So there was Part 1b of the story, with it now moving onto Part 2. The rough storyline and ending already planned, I am just working on the final clean-up of Part 2a so hopefully won’t be too long away. Once again, this is my first go at a story, so any comments are welcome.
Will Emilia regret her decision to give up so easily just before Sarah, or will Kara’s hellish nightmare finally well and truly destroy the tough mother? Maybe the contract states that both can lose Round 2? Let us know in the comments and find out who will be the loser receiving the ultimate punishment at the end of Part 2.
Part 1a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1a.448699/
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Summer Fair Nightmare (Part 1b)
The crowd cheered as the girls reacted to the sets of nails that explored their soles. The staff members all matched the speed and intensity of their tickling to keep the contest fair. Once the contest had started, they slowly traced their nails across each of the friend’s toetied feet, gradually increasing their speed. They would scratch at their heels before dragging their nails up the girls’ soles and lightly tickling the soft skin on the bottom of their toes. Each of the girls had reacted differently once they heard “Go!”.
Jess had immediately begun to voice her famous hearty laugh once it started. The speakers broadcast her chuckles, making some members of the crowd think that she might have even been enjoying it. That was only half of the case. ‘Ok breath Jess, breath. Ok, this isn’t too bad is it. I can do this, I can do this.’ Natalie had begun to wriggle her nails on the pad of her feet. Jess looked around the crowd as she continued to laugh, many people smiling back at her in response to her extravagant laughter. ‘Ok ok deep breath. This is starting to get bad now. Come on Kara, give up already.’ She looked over to the set of stocks next to her to see how her opponent was lasting.
‘Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. FUCK. Shit, oh god’ were Kara’s first reactions as she felt Megan’s nails hit the centre of her arches. For a supposed tomboy with a rough and tough persona, Megan was surprised at how well-kept her feet were and how quickly Kara had reacted. Kara’s eyes had followed all of Megan’s action during the countdown and yet she still seemed surprised when it began. Her screams echoed across the area to the point where the staff had to lower the speaker volume slightly. No matter what she did, her feet barely budged out of the toeties, leaving her self-proclaimed deathly ticklish feet vulnerable and exposed. Cursing soon joined in with the screams, some of which were so creative that the crowed had to chuckle along with it. Megan began to scratch her nails in-between each of Kara’s toes, only heightening Kara’s agony. ‘I’m going to fucking kill her after this. And Sarah to. And Jess and Emilia for that matter! Shit Jess doesn’t seem to be suffering too bad’.
“Ahhhhhh HAHAHA FUCK YOU. HAHAHAHA OK STOP IT HAHAHA. I HATE IT. PEASE HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
The crowd watched the Jess v Kara match-up as the foot tickling continued, whilst over on the right side of the stage, a similar battle was taking place.
Emilia had closed her eyes when the countdown started, partly due to the terrible suspense and partly due to the crowd, although she wasn’t sure which one she preferred. ‘Crap a countdown. Deep breaths in and out. Remember what I told myself before, maybe I’m not that ticklish anymore.’ Her eyes shot open as Georgia’s sharp nails slowly traced down the high arches of her feet, her thoughts now smashed. ‘Shit. Yeah, well I definitely haven’t grown out of it. Oh god this is bad’. Once it had started, the staff members switched between slow tracing along the girls’ feet and then suddenly moving onto frantic scribbling. Emilia wasn’t sure which one she hated more but she certainly didn’t like either. ‘Kara sounds like she’s in agony already, they’ll hear her across the fair. Oh shit, shit. Remember Emilia, think of something else. Chocolate, or the rides, or the book I just finished. Just don’t think about the sensations!’. Georgia had to admire Emilia’s attempt to hold her laughter in unlike her friends, it was a mixture of huffing and grunts as Georgia traced her nails along the contours of her feet. Emilia hated her laugh.
“Pfft, pfft, arrgh…. Ummmm……. Arrgh arrgh.... oh my hehehehehe”. The shy woman’s initial attempts to hold back had failed and her cute, awkward giggles rang out.
Leah was not giving Sarah an easy time either, she always loved breaking the leaders of a group be it a friend group or the mother of a family. She had seen the nervousness on Sarah’s faces when she was tying her toes to the stocks and felt that this must be the worst spot for her. This guess was confirmed once the contest began. Sarah had immediately burst out into a loud cackle as the tickling sensations shot up her body from her feet. ‘Damn it, these stocks are a bit tighter than I though. 10, 9, 8… Here we go… Shit why aren’t I playing against Kara. Is Em even ticklish, she said so, but I can’t remember the last time I even heard her laugh!’. The countdown continued and Sarah’s nerves rose. She had been playfully tickled by her husband a few times but rarely more than a few seconds on her feet, they were strictly her no-go zone. Once Leah’s nails hit her skin, she could only think about one thing. ‘SHIT… those nails are bad. Very bad. I didn’t notice them in the campervan. Shit’. Sarah tried to think about anything else to block out the horrible sensations, but nothing worked, all she could focus on was the jolts of lightening caused by Leah. She looked around the crowd as she crackled along, from university-aged friend groups to mothers and daughters, there wasn’t an ounce of sympathy for her or her friends. Sarah continued to wriggle around as much as she could, hoping to get away from Leah’s tickling. She knew it was hopeless. During her wriggling, her head twisted, and she managed to get a glimpse of the timer that was displayed on a screen behind the four stocks. '30 seconds. No that can’t be. Only 30 seconds! Oh my god I can’t handle this. How the hell will I last for 10 minutes if I lose?’
“Hahahaha Leah please stop. Hahahahah” was about all Sarah could squeeze between her laughter.
As the clock reached 1:00, the tickling of friends’ feet only continued to worsen. All four staff members began to focus purely on their tied toes, wiggling their fingers in-between each toe, pinching the skin within each toe gap, and scratching their nails against the soft pads of their toes. The staff member who had started the countdown then went back up to the microphone.
“Come on everyone, join in with me. And this little piggy went to the market… and this little piggy stayed at home…” The girls listened as the crowed erupted in a chorus of the well-known song. Each time a new piggy was mentioned the ticklers moved onto the next toe, wriggling their fingers across all the skin. Even though Jess was struggling with the continued tickling, she giddily laughed at the mocking from the crowd. Sarah and Kara had other thoughts. ‘Fuck me, how does a children’s song make this even worse’ Sarah thought to herself.
“HAHAHAHAHA. I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL ALL OFFFF AHHHHHHHHH NOOOOO” Kara tried to scream to the crowd but was cut short as all the piggies had been sung and the ticklers began to rapid scribble their nails across the rest of each girl’s feet.
After the little crowd interaction, the ticklers then slowed down and began to focus on the friends’ heels. Leah looked at Sarah, who’s face had a small shimmer of nervous sweat as she struggled to free herself from the stocks. The slowed pace allowed for the friends to regain some air in their lunges after the constant laughing. It was a welcomed moment for the girls, although each was wishing that the tickling stopped altogether. More sinisterly, Leah knew that the real reason for this was purely to bump the times up for a bit. She decided to tease Sarah a bit.
“Just so you know Sarah, when we do Round 2 for the two losers, we don’t just use our nails, we have loads of tickle tools waiting for you”. Sarah did not like the sound of that, nor did Emilia and Jess who had overheard the conversation.
“That’s right Kara, you probably didn’t hear that over here with all your girly screaming. When you lose this, I have loads of toys waiting to meet you.” Megan ridiculed as she scratched the very bottom of Kara’s hell. ‘Toys? What the hell does this nutjob mean. Well, I really don’t want to find out anyway. Fuck, Jess still looks like she’s coping’ Kara thought after hearing Megan. Despite her outward appearance, Jess had finally broken inside with only one thing now keeping her going and not saying her safe word. ‘Come on Jess, come on. Oh god. Come on you can beat Kara. YOU CAN BEAT KARA! How the hell has she lasted like 5 minutes’ she thought. The timer was on 2:00 minutes.
The tickling continued as the crowd got bigger and bigger, likely from many people following the noise to its source like the friends had previously. Up until this point, the tickling had been what the staff would have called stable and uniform, although the girls would likely not have agreed. Between Jess and Kara on the left side, Jess’s laughter had moved up a notch as she was now truly regretting siding with Sarah. ‘Kara was right, very right. We should have told Sarah to shut up when she suggested this. Stupid me, why did I suggest going to that bloody tent to tickle that family, once it ended, we should have veered far away from it. Idiot Jess, why did I think it would be fun, I should have sided with Kara and got Em on side’ Jess pondered regretfully. Kara continued her screaming, her cursing now fully replaced by death threats to Megan whenever she could get a word in between her laughs. ‘I should have grabbed Em and Jess and dragged them off and out of this bloody fair. Then came back and paid Leah to make sure that Sarah loses EVERY. BLOODY. GAME.’ she thought to herself.
“Ahahahahaha, KARA PLEASE GIVE UP. HAHAHAHA. You know you won’t last much longer just save yourself some energy now. HAHAHA” Jess shouted. Kara just made eye contact, shook her head to reject the offer and went back to her torment.
On the other side of the stage, things weren’t much better for the other two. Emilia continued to squirm around as Georgia’s nails had once again begun to focus on her taunt arches. Leah had likewise followed suit on Sarah who looked more exhausted and desperate with each passing second, her feet still trying to break free of their prison as she tried to ignore her internal voice of reason telling her it was a futile attempt.
“Hehehehehe Hahaha no, no, pffft, pfft ….. hehehehe” Emilia cried, still trying her best to hold her laughter in.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA, HAHAHAHAHAHA. WHAT TIME ARE WE ON? HAHAHAHA”. Sarah didn’t see the point in trying to hold it in, not that she could anyway.
“There’s no point in telling you, it doesn’t matter does it, you’re not getting released once it hits magic o’clock are you? The only way you’re getting out of this thing is if she gives up before you. Anyway, enough of that, lets get back to these ticklish flippers hey.” Leah responded.
“Emilia… hahaha…. EMILIA LOOK AT ME… Please just give up. I’m sorry for every time I embarrass you in front of people… HAHAHAHAHAH LEAH FUCK OFF NOOOOOO… EM… Please I promise I will look after you in social situations if you just say your word. PLEASSSEEEE HAHAHAHA” Sarah begged. Emilia didn’t look at Sarah as she begged. “EM PLEASE I HATE THIS… A BIT OF LAUGHTER MIGHT DO YOU GOOD”
“FUCK YOU! Hehehehehehe… You deserve this more than any of us…. Arghhhh…. Hehehehe… Trust me I will look forward to getting some revenge on you!” Emilia threw back at Sarah. Sarah was so surprised at her timid friend’s outburst that she almost forgot about the tickling for a moment. Almost. ‘I don’t think I’ve ever heard Em swear before. She must be struggling, come on Sarah, oh god this is bad’. The crowd loved the battle of words going on between the friendemies, their agony only spurring each of them into their outbursts. Immersed in the shouting battle, the crowd soon turned their heads back over to the left-hand side as they heard something.
“GREEN. GREEN. GREEN. GREEN. GREEEEN!”
‘Jess? I wouldn’t have put my money on that, she must have been lying to us. Oh come on Georgia, give me a break whilst they untie her’ Emilia thought. Despite her continued laughter, Sarah seemed disappointed at the sound. ‘Green? That’s Jess isn’t it? How the hell has Kara managed that? Oh well, 25% of my prize money goes to her, I just have to win now. I’ll have to coerce Em into giving up if fucking Leah doesn’t stop in a min’. Both girls on the right were confused as they continued to hear two sets of laughing over on the other side. ‘Wait Leah said the winner gets released.’ Emilia thought. Sarah was question whether Leah maybe really was a criminal. The staff member went back up to the microphone to bring the situation to light.
“Well good fairgoers, you may have just heard a scream of Green. As you can see, Jess is wearing our lovely green sports set so she will proceed into Round 2 after her punishment”
“NO! HAHAHAH WHAT THE FUCK” Jess interrupted.
“Megan can you please release Kara as she has won” the announcer continued. Instead, Kara’s laughter only reached an even higher level of despair. “Well folks, normally the four ticklers match their intensity for fairness. But… someone isn’t playing fair. That shout you heard was actually from Kara and not Jess.” The crowd booed at the apparent unsportsmanlike behaviour. “Megan, Natalie, please continue. The game goes on. Now do we think that Kara deserves it a little worse than Jess everyone?” The crowd erupted in a cheer of agreement.
“NO, NO HAHAHAHAHA FUCK ALL OF YOU! FUCK ALL OF YOU. HAHAHAHAHAHA. I WILL GET EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOU IN THESE STOCKS AND SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE I’M SORRY…. I’M SORRY I WAS DESPERATE” Kara screamed in reaction to Megan’s torture.
Jess was furious with Kara’s attempt at deception ‘That bitch! Yeah that’s right, scream, go on Megan don’t feel any sympathy. Ok ok, Natalie maybe you can lay off‘ she thought. ‘Well, there goes that option of getting Em to lose, don't shout of her colour Sara. What an idiot Kara is, did she really think that would work? Oh god’ thought Sarah as Leah began to trace her nails down the outsides of each foot. Sarah didn’t think that she had ever been tickled on the side of her feet, only remembering the odd nail across her sole or a few gentle strokes on the top of her feet. It didn’t feel any better. Emilia, still angered by Sarah’s earlier outburst was also experiencing Georgia’s nails fluttering along the sides of her feet. ‘Poor Kara, she hates it. I suppose she was just trying to get a way out. And that bitch Sarah, how dare she bring our social lives into this, she’s already embarrassed me enough today!... Oh my, oh my Georgia’s nails are horrible. Think Emilia, urmmm urmm… what happened in the last chapter of that book I’m reading…”
Whilst the other three girls were having the sides of their feet and arches targeted, Megan had moved back to Kara’s toes, digging her nails into the soft flesh in the gaps between each toe. Megan had decided that this was one of Kara’s worst spots on her feet when they had sung the little piggies’ song earlier. Kara squeezed her eyes shut as she was in her own personal hell. No matter how much she begged, laughed or tried to free her feet, nothing helped. She fell into silent laughter and as all ten off Megan’s fingers dug in, Kara took a deep breath…
“WHITE. WHITE OK FUCKING STOP!”
“There we are folks, the first loser. You’ll all be glad to hear that I can confirm that this definitely came out of the correct mouth. Naughty Kara, you lasted 2:35 minutes. Congrats Jess, now remember, you’re tickling will continue until you say your safe word so you can be nice and give up now…. Or…. You could carry on and build up some extra punishment time for one of your friends.” The crowd cheered as this was announced over the speakers, some egging Jess to carry on. All three remaining girls were shocked to hear it had only been 2:35 minutes, it had felt like an hour already.
“Jess say it… JESS!” Kara commanded.
Jess’s laughter continued to flow and the screen above her continued to tick on. ‘Ok Jess, I’ve won, I’ve bloody won haha. Serves her right. Let’s go for a bit longer. Kara’s going to get the longer time anyway for the punishment so let’s add some onto one of the other two’s times. I don’t care now, I’ll be free soon’ Jess thought, a little evil springing up inside of her.
The tickling continued with the three remaining staff members changing their method. They were using their right hand to scribble their fingers on the arches of one sole, and their other had to lightly tease the other ankle. The three girls were surprised with this, having gotten used to similar sensations on each foot. Kara and Megan watched on, Megan with a cheerful smile on her face, Kara sat in defeat. ‘Why the fuck is that bubbly slag still going on, it’s torture.’ Kara wondered. Now not being tickled, she took in more of the show and looked down the row to Sarah and Emilia. ‘Emilia looks like she’s ate something sour. Fuck it why am I being nice to any of them. She said she wasn’t sure if she was ticklish, well I bloody hope that she is in absolute agony at the minute. And Sarah, Sarah… If there are gods up there, I hope that every single devil drags her into their hell at the same time. Fucking bitch. Go on Leah, make her suffer and if you do, I don’t care if it makes me mentally unstable after this, I will make sure that she loses Round 2.’
Only a few seconds had past since the announcement and Sarah was at her own breaking point. The ankle tickling wasn’t horrendous, but Leah’s sharp claws were continuing to wreak havoc on her sole. She couldn’t take it much longer and between Emilia’s huffs and puffs, she wasn’t sure how long it would take for Em to give up herself.
“EM PLEASSSSE! PLEASSSSSSE! HAHAHAHA. I’m sorry ok and I mean it. HAHAHAHA. Not just about today but about everything, including when I told that guy in the pub that you were a geek! HAHAHAHAHA PLEASE JUST GIVE UP”
“FUCK. YOU!” was the response. Sarah blew up at the answer.
“HAHAHAHA LEAH, LEAH LEAH, please stop. It’s been like five minutes and all you’ve tickled is our feet. HAHAHA. Please just give me a rest a second.” Leah just smiled at Sarah’s request and looked up at the timer. 2:50 minutes gone.
Kara watched as three other staff members walked from backstage and positioned themselves behind each of the girl’s stocks. She wasn’t sure if any of her friends had noticed them as they had come from behind. The timer hit 3:00 and the three poor remaining contestants all reached a new level of torment.
“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOOO” Jess cried as the second girl began to squeeze her sides, sometimes running her fingers into the middle of Jess’s tummy before spidering back and poking each side. Jess’s flamboyant, albeit frantic, laughter had now turned into screams of that to match Kara’s. She hated it. ‘Come on Jess, oh god, oh god. Just a few more seconds to build it up. They deserve it’
“Please no, please not my sides. I HATE IT”
Emilia faired no better. The foot tickling was horrendous, the added upper body tickling was just as bad if not worse, but the combination of the two was pure torture. She had squealed in shock when she felt a new pair of hands unexpectedly began to knead her slim sides. No matter which way she twisted, there was always a hand waiting on the other side to poke at her. Her arms being held above her head only made her upper body feel more vulnerable. When the foot tickling had started and she realised her feet were still ticklish, she had hoped that her upper body wasn’t ticklish as she couldn’t remember if she had ever been tickled there. The first squeeze of her sides told her all she needed to know. Her only hope now was that Sarah would finally blow.
“EEEEEKKKK no please hehehehehe. Ahhhh hehehehehe” Emilia’s high-pitch giggles ringed out.
“AHHHHHHH HAHAHAHAHAHAHA LEAH THIS ISN’T WHAT I FUCKING MEANT. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. JUST ONE TICKLER. NOT ON MY FEET. NOT TWO. YOU’RE BOTH BITCHES. HAHAHAHAHA”. Sarah had had her sides tickled playfully when she flirted with her husband, but with her body stretched out and a belt over her hips, she couldn’t escape the fingers. She was concerned that she was about to fracture either her ankles or wrists trying to escape the bondage. It was pure hell. The girl behind continued to squeeze her sides whilst Leah dragged her nails slowly over the length of her soles, from the tip of her toes all the way down to her heels. Regret was now all she felt. ‘Fuck, why hadn’t I asked the details of the tickling before. I should have just taken us to that bloody balloon challenge. FUCK. FUCK. FUCK.’
“GREEN. OK NO MORE ON MY SIDES” Jess cried out.
“Everyone, give Jess a round of applause, Jess you held out 3:30 minutes. The sides got to you ay? Natalie, please release Jess from her chair. Jess if you want to help with Kara’s punishment after this, stay on the stage with us, if not you can go and get changed and enjoy the rest of the show” the announcer explained.
“Thank you, I assure you that I will be staying on stage. Kara deserves it for her little attempt at deception”. Jess responded. Kara looked at her with regret in her eyes.
On the right side, Georgia and Leah continued to wriggle their fingers over the soles of the two girls. The staff working on their upper bodies had began squeezing the girls’ hips, allowing them some rest from the tickling of their sides.
“Why don’t you count their ribs, make sure both of them are healthy.” Leah suggested.
“HAHAHAHA… WE’RE HEALTHY TRUST ME… HAHAHA” Sarah confirmed
Both girls shuddered as the sets of fingers began to poke their way around their ribcages, easily accessible through the thin material of the sports bras. Sarah felt like she was about to die, Leah now focusing on the pad of her foot between her arches and her toes. ‘SHIT OH MY GOD.OH MY GOD. SHIT. SHIT. At least I’ll be famous. First woman to die from tickle torture. Nice one Sarah.’
“YES, YES all my ribs are there, just like my toes” Sarah explained, hoping that a calmer tone might sway her torturers.
Emilia’s attempts to think about other things had now failed. Trying to block out a set of sensations on one part of her body was doable, well attemptable, but tickling sensations across two parts of her body were much harder. ‘Well done Jess I suppose. Right, so yeah the book. Last chapter. Prince Adrian was on his way to the elves to… to.. come on think… oh fuck no this is too much. Why is she still on my feet! Noooooo’. The rib tickling was very new to Emilia, she had experienced some foot tickling when she was younger and had had the occasional poke of her side from the odd attempts at dating she had tried, but for a woman who didn’t like exposing her body, this was something new. Something horrible.
“HEHEHEHEHE. AHHHHH. Leah get her good, all she does is torment people. She deserves it. Hehehehe…. Pffft… pfft. Hehehehehehe.” Leah continued her assault of Sarah’s bound feet.
“FUCK OFFFF NO, NO, NO, NO, NO! PLEASSSEEE JUST STOP” Sarah cried.
“Sarah honey, you asked why it was just foot tickling, so we obliged”. Leah stated calmly.
“THAT DIDN’T MEAN MORE TICKLERS! IT MEANT MOVE SOMEWHERE ELSE! HAHAHAHAH!
“Georgia…. Please stop… and you behind me!..... Sarah said to us that if you can’t handle some tickling, you deserve to be punished so punish her….. hehehhe” Emilia muttered.
“I’m not sure you’re handling it much better than Mrs Bossy over there, are you?” Georgia butted in.
As the clock reached 3:50 minutes, the four staff members looked at each other and Leah winked. The tickling intensified. At their feet, Georgia and Leah dragged their nails, focusing on the taught bare arches in front of them. The girls working on the upper bodies had gone back down to their sides to knead their skin even more. The crowd loved it and cheered the ticklers on hoping to get as much suffering out of the women as possible. Why would they sign up to this if they hated it many of the onlookers thought. ‘Fuck I can’t take this anymore. Come on Sarah, a punishment of a few minutes and then beat Kara, that’s my best chance now. I can choose my feet as off-limits during the punishment’ Sarah thought to herself. The hands moved onto her ribs once again counting them, starting and the bottom and moving upwards.
Emilia was holding on with her life as the clock ticked on, all eyes were on her and Sarah now. She wondered how much longer Sarah could take. The girl’s hands continued up her ribs and dug into the bits of flesh between each one. Kara and Jess watched on, interested in how the battle would end. Emilia glimpsed over to Sarah who was in sheer agony as Leah continued to scribble in her toes. ‘FUCK! SHIT! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! I tried my best, I can’t take this anymore. What colour am I again… Red’ Sarah conceded defeat. ‘She’s about to give up! Come on, I can do this’ Emilia thought now with a final surge of determination to beat Sarah. The nails on the girls’ ribs moved and gently skimmed the bare skin of the two thirty-odd year-old women’s armpits.
“BLACK!” was what the crowd heard first.
“RED! RED! FUCKING RED!” followed milliseconds later.
“Congratulations Sarah! There we have it, well fought. Our second loser Emilia lasted 4:06 minutes, Sarah you lasted 4:07 minutes. Leah, please release Sarah from her chair, and Sarah, I imagine you will also be remaining up on stage with Jess. As promised to the girls, here is £50 to each of our winners. Once again, please give Jess and Sarah a big clap” came the announcement. Sarah’s smile now one of relief rather than torture, Emilia, as quiet as before with dread on her face. Leah looked at Emilia and grinned.
“I saw you smirk when I sat down in front of Sarah, now I’ve got loads of time to give you a taste.” Emilia pretended not to hear her.
“Thanks Emmy Emsss. That was a close one, I already had the 'red' rolling off my tongue to give up. Looks like you were ticklish all along.”
Emilia fumed inside at hearing Sarah now gloating, a few moments ago she was basically begging to die. ‘Fuck sake…. Idiot…. Stupid Idiot…. I can’t believe it….. why….. why didn’t I just hold on few seconds longer….. Why did she have to go for my underarms when Sarah was about to give up?”
As the two empty sets of stocks were moved off the stage, the signs above Emilia and Kara’s heads now changed. Jess gasped causing both losers to shuffle anxiously, unable to see what they said.
| Kara – Age 33. Loser of Round 1 | Emilia – Age 30. Loser of Round 1 |
| Time Remaining: 18:13 Minutes | Time Remaining: 16:05 Minutes |
Leah went back to the microphone.
“Hi folks me again. Well, I thoroughly enjoyed my time tickling Sarah. Sadly, she just about managed to survive. So, before we started, we told all the girls that the two losers would receive a punishment before moving into Round 2. As Kara gave up first, she will receive the longer combined time of a pair. This was Emilia and Sarah’s times which were 8:14 minutes in total. Emilia with the shorter times of Kara and Jess will be 6:05. That is of course on top of the standard 10 minutes so as you can now see, here are their remaining times” Leah pointed to the electronic signs above each woman. ‘Shit, oh no I forgot about that. Wait that means…. 16:05 minutes! Oh no' Emilia calculated. She began to shuffle again in panic to the amusement of the crowd. Kara was too destroyed from her ticking and hadn’t recovered. She didn’t care about the time above her head, everything had just merged into one single hell now. Maybe this was her purgatory.
“Now to give each girl at least a small glimmer of kindness, we did promise that the two losers can choose on spot to be off-limits during the punishment. Losers, please have a very good think about where you will choose. What ever spot is chosen will not be touched during the punishment and Jess, Sarah, I will warn you that if you do touch these spots during the time, the contract does state that we will drag you back into the stocks to replace the loser. And trust me, we will! Now we’ll let the girls think for a minute whilst we move their stocks.” Leah continued.
Both girls’ stocks were now released from the fixtures holding them secure to their part of the stage and were rolled over to the centre of the stage with the girls still locked-up. They were then bolted back down to the centre so that Kara and Emilia were now side by side. The girls thought about what Leah had just said. Kara’s decision was an easy one, she was not about to allow several sets of fingers to torment her feet for 18 minutes, although she was nervous about the upper body tickling that she would experience, having given up before it had started and so not having a taste of what to expect. She knew one thing though, she was deathly ticklish, and she doubted much would change anywhere else on her body. ‘Please God, if you do exist, please strike all these sinners down and rescue me. I will be your most loyal servant after this.’ Kara awaited a miracle to change her situation.
For Emilia, the decision was much more difficult and as she was being moved, she was deep in thought. At this point she almost wished she was Kara, at least Kara knew her feet were her worst spot. Emilia had found the foot tickling to be torture and wasn’t sure if she could endure another 16-odd minute of it so soon after the first round. ‘Feet? I don’t know…. Sides? Bad but bearable… Ribs? Probably the ‘best’ spot….. Underarms?... Are they ticklish? Yes Emilia of course they will be’ she methodically went through each one. The minute she had felt the nails touch her armpits, a surge of panic had flowed through her causing her to give up in fear before the tickling had started. Something just felt so horrible about them. She rued her decision now and wished that she had allowed for a few seconds of underarm tickling. That way she would have know if this was a worse spot or whether she should choose her feet. That, and the fact that it would have been Sarah in this seat now.
Leah stood in front of both of the women with the microphone.
“So girlies, now is the time to make your decision. If you don’t pick, I’ll pick for you and it’ll be your nose…. Hehehe” she joked to herself, remembering the time she had done that to a poor victim previously. She looked over to Kara first, already knowing the answer.
“It’s my FUCKING FEET! Please just let us go, pleeeasee…. This was all Sarah and Jess’s idea. Please just let us go.” Kara pleaded.
“Careful now Kara, I have 18 minutes with you” Jess reminded her. It was Sarah’s idea, she had only agreed to go along with it as she reminded herself, now eager to work her way over the hunk of flesh sat in front of her.
“Feet for Kara” Leah confirmed, the crowd booing at the decision. “And for you Emilia?”
“My armpits” She mumbled, hoping she had made the right decision.
“For those that can’t hear whispers, she said her armpits” Leah confirmed, eager to give her a taste of the foot tickling she had dished out on Sarah. Sarah stood behind Emilia and like Jess with Kara, she was eager to torment her friend.
“Ok guys, now that that was sorted out, the punishment shall begin. Me, Georgia and Sarah will remind Emilia of her decisions, and Natalie, Megan and Jess will make sure that Kara doesn’t wake up from her nightmare. If you wish to get some drinks or food before Round 2, now’s your time and don’t worry if you miss some of this punishment, there will be plenty more for these young women in the next round!”
With Leah’s final words into the microphone the long-awaited, or long-dreaded, punishment began. Sarah worked on Emilia’s upper body, squeezing her sides and poking her ribs before moving down make sure she didn’t forget the hips. Georgia and Leah adopted one foot each and began to scribble their nails across the canvas of skin, their patterns and intensities varying. Emilia was going mad; she didn’t even attempt to hold her giggles back this time as laughter poured out of her. Getting a taste of Leah’s nails on her right foot was making her regret her decision not to choose her feet, never violent in life, she truly wanted to kick Leah as hard as she could to make sure it hurt.
Kara was not lucky enough to get any more sympathy. Unable to target her feet, the three ticklers all attacked her upper body. Kara became paralysed in shock as the first hands dug into her sides and scribbled over her belly. She screamed as she now truly remembered that it wasn’t just her feet that were deathly sensitive, it was the rest of her body as well. She pleaded with Natalie as nails vibrated across her taunt ribs, desperately trying to get her arms down to protect them. Unlike the other girls who had experienced some upper body tickling, Kara had forgotten how bad it was as she screamed out loud. Jess had worked her way up to Kara’s armpits, an act which made Kara question if Jess could truly be considered a friend. She hadn’t realised how sensitive her bare armpits would be in this position as Natalie’s nails also altered between her ribs and her biceps, noticing several cuts and scars from the tomboy’s previous adventures and scuffles. Kara was certain that if she could get out of these stocks, she would end up with a few more scars on her body, but certainly less than her three tormenters once she had finished with them.
The minutes rolled by and both girls experienced some leg tickling with Georgia and Megan being the privileged givers for this. Emilia squealed at the goosing motioned Georgia made on her kneecaps, whilst Kara passionately hated Megan’s slow scribbling of the skin under her knees, a contrast to the fast wriggling of fingers by Natalie and Jess on her upper sections. Emilia’s time came to an end, and she was given a break, much to Sarah’s disappointment. Emilia now sat in her stocks, breathing heavily to make up for all the lost air, her eyes soon shooting out into the sky as she came back into the real-world and realised the situation with her in front of the crowd. Sarah had enjoyed her reward of making her always stoic friend squeal with laughter, noting her soft skin. ‘I can confirm that I definitely prefer being a tickler’ Sarah chuckled to herself.
All eyes now watched the final minutes of Kara’s punishment. For the first time since the whole contest began, no screaming, cursing or begging was coming out of her. Instead, her head hung down and noises that some might have called cries where being voiced as Megan, Natalie and Jess relentlessly continued their assault on her twitching body. ‘God that could have been me looking like I’m half dead. Maybe I have pushed it all a bit too far today…. No what am I saying to myself… Should I ask if I can join in’ Sarah thought, not willing to feel empathy for her friend now that she herself was out of the stocks. Kara knew she was extremely ticklish, she’s an adult and is responsible for two children, if she couldn’t have the guts to walk away herself when we suggested this, then that’s her fault. This line of though was shared similarly between Sarah and Jess. Eventually Kara’s punishment also came to an end, the opportunity to regain some breath allowed for Kara to resume her pleading and begging to be released. Originally, she had begged for both herself and Emilia to be released, now all she pleaded for was anything to stop the contest, even if that meant a meteor destroying the Earth.
“Right my wonderful fairgoers, if you have watched for this long, then you must truly want to see some suffering, don’t you?” The crowed cheered in response to Leah’s question. “I’m going to give these victims…. I mean remaining contestants… a few moments to get their energy back before we move on to the dreaded Round 2”
Both girls dreaded what awaited them…
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So there was Part 1b of the story, with it now moving onto Part 2. The rough storyline and ending already planned, I am just working on the final clean-up of Part 2a so hopefully won’t be too long away. Once again, this is my first go at a story, so any comments are welcome.
Will Emilia regret her decision to give up so easily just before Sarah, or will Kara’s hellish nightmare finally well and truly destroy the tough mother? Maybe the contract states that both can lose Round 2? Let us know in the comments and find out who will be the loser receiving the ultimate punishment at the end of Part 2.
This is a fine series. 
