Hansgu.9712
Registered User
- Joined
- Apr 30, 2022
- Messages
- 16
- Points
- 3
Hi everyone, so this is the first part of Part 2 of the story. If you haven’t already, I suggest you read the first part to give you some background.
Part 1a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1a.448699/
Part 1b: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1b.448785/
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
The wait was unbearable for many. For Jess, Sarah and the crowd, it was far too long. For Kara and Emilia, every minute felt like a second. Leah had given the two losers a few minutes to regain their breath and build up their energy for the next round. Emilia had spent it fixated on the horizon and skyline of the fair in front of her, avoiding all eye contact and wishing that she was currently somewhere out there on a ride. Kara had however begun to use the energy she had regained by begging to be released. She wasn’t particularly speaking to any one member of staff, just shouting out curses and obscenities like a crazy woman. Sarah and Jess had now taken a seat at the side of the stage and led the crowd’s cheers as Leah, Georgia, Natalie and Megan all walked back on stage, with Leah approaching the microphone.
“Welcome back fairgoers to the wonderful Round 2 of our 4 Endurers Challenge. Wahoooo. Now if you have only just got here and are wondering what the hell is going on, then let me recap. Our poor volunteers, the feisty Kara in white and the beautiful Emilia in black, lost out in Round 1 to their friends who now look very, very happy to be sat over there. Kara and Emilia will now fight out Round 2 to see is crowned today’s ultimate loser. The ultimate loser will of course receive a fair award, well punishment I suppose, and will remain locked up and tormented until the end of the fair today.” Leah explained to the crowd. Both girls wanting to be swallowed whole by the ground with every word they heard.
“Leah can we not have two ultimate losers today?” Sarah asked mischievously to the crowd’s approval. The staff members all laughed at the interruption.
“Unfortunately, we can’t. Even as much as I’d love to see both girlies locked up all day. That is unless… we write up a new contract and you two join us back for Round 1 again?” Leah proposed. She laughed as Jess and Sarah’s eyes widen and both simultaneously refused the proposal.
“Anyway, back to Round 2, now what is Round 2 you may be wondering? So in Round 2 both girls will be tickled on a certain spot at the same time and will receive a point for each full minute that they survive. We will start at the feet and move our way up their bodies, with a final ‘All-Body’ round at the end. The winner will be the contestant with the most points, and these will be released and rewarded with a cash prize. The loser however, well they will be welcomed into our Tent of Laughter Muhahaha.” Leah continued. Both girls had forgotten about the Tent of Laughter during their experience in Round 1, it was just out of sight behind them, but they shuddered at the thought that there were currently other women being tortured inside of it. ‘Poor women, all because they lost a game….Come on Emilia make sure it’s not me in there after this. I don’t care if Sarah and Jess want to torture Kara, I’m going home’ Emilia thought as she tried to calm herself as she could hear the faint laughs being emitted from the tent. Kara on the other hand was experiencing a surge in panic even before anything had started. ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god… I won’t survive Round 2… and to start with the feet…. Why!.... I could have built up some resistance if they started somewhere else. I will not be in that tent, whatever it takes. Why couldn’t we have done the tickle fight instead, that was a smaller time punishment, not a whole bloody day!’
“So as Kara was on the left-hand side during Round 1, we will switch up the ticklers for this Round. Natalie and Megan will handle Emilia and myself, and Georgia will get a go at Kara.” The woman in white did not like that, she had seen how bad Leah’s nails were on Sarah. “So, as I said, we will start off on the girl’s feet for the first round, and like the last round, the tickling will stop once they shout the colour of their respective clothing. Round 1 was all about lasting longer than your opponent, this is all about lasting the most you possibly can to get points. So, who’s ready for Round 2!” The crowd once again cheered at Leah’s question, not a single person offering any support to the two challengers. Many in the crowd looked on eagerly at the two, it wasn’t every day that two women in their thirties were tied up in nothing more than a sports bra and shorts, the summer sun shining on their bodies. The crowd all had their own opinions on who they wanted to lose, some wanted the shy, awkward beauty in black to be given a ruthless torture, whilst others saw through the tough woman’s boyish personality to see a silly little girl in white who was now in a nightmare now out of her control with only one way to freedom.
Leah and Georgia position themselves in front of Kara, Megan and Natalie in front of Emilia. The tension became unbearable for the two remaining contestants.
“PLEASE, PLEASE. DON’T DO THIS, PLEASE LET ME OUT. OOOUUUTTT!” Kara begged as tears began to flow from her eyes down her cheeks. She had never been in a position like this and had always been the one to control other people, with threats if needed.
“Please, let us out it’s too much. Poor Kara can’t take it. It was Sarah and Jess’s idea to do this.” Emilia even started to mumble what sounded like begging.
“Urrrmmm EXCUSE YOU! May I remind you that you were the second of us to sign the contract after Sarah asked you. And Kara, get a grip it’s a bit of tickling you have nothing better to be doing today.” Jess shot back.
Kara was beginning to regret her daily skincare routine. She had never told her friends about it when Sarah and Jess often discussed moisturisers and creams, but she thought that it isn’t illegal for tough girls to have nice skin as well. She just regretted the daily moisturiser she put on her feet now, and the fact she was barefooted, she regretted it even more. Jess and Sarah watched on, trying to remember the last time they saw Kara’s feet. Kara always wore leather shoes without failure.
The thoughts of the two bound girls moved onto their opponent. ‘I can beat her. She’s been begging all day. If I can get more points than her on the feet round, I will beat her. Oh shit, the feet round… Come on Emilia, come on just remember lasting longer is more points, more points is freedom. Freedom is me away from here and Kara… well I will tell her I felt sorry for her” Emilia thought, calculating her exact route to freedom. ‘SHIT, SHIT. Foot round first, oh god what do I do I need points. That fucking brat better give up fast, it looked like she hated her feet being tickled as well. FUCK! I can do this Kara…. I CAN DO THIS…. Em’s weak and meek, I am strong… I WILL BEAT HER… And then I’ll fucking teach her a lesson that she should have forfeited and not make me go through Round 2… I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget the Tent of fucking Laughter.’ Kara’s rage built up. She hoped to use it as a means of strength to get her through the contest. Both women were not looking forward to the foot round as a fifth staff member took over the microphone and Round 2 moved ever closer.
“WAIT! WAIT! I can’t do this, I want to pass the foot round. DID YOU HEARD ME! I WANT TO PASS THE FOOT ROUND!” Kara shouted, the fear now overtaking her. Leah looked up at her and got a hold of a nearby wireless microphone.
“You want to not even attempt the foot section? Is that right?” Leah asked Kara, puzzled by this.
“Looks like someone has working ears!” Kara responded sarcastically.
“You do know that that is 0 points, don’t you? That’s not a very good start at all.” Leah clarified. Kara angrily nodded to confirm she stuck by her decision. Emilia was confused as much as Leah, although grateful for the head start. ‘What is she thinking? I mean I am more than happy for her to get no points but… I mean I know she isn’t the brightest but that sounds like a very bad mistake’ she wondered. Sarah and Jessica laughed and mocked Kara’s apparent cowardice from the side, sending Kara into a fit of rage but still not changing her mind.
“Well then everyone, this is a first. We’ll leave it to Nat and Meg to see what Emilia has” Leah continued.
There was no countdown from the announcer, just a squeak as the pairs of nails dragged their way down Emilia’s arches. The timer began above her head. Her torment continued, as jolts of sensation shot up her legs and tried to interrupt Emilia’s thoughts. She had given up on remembering the book she was reading and had now gone on to counting sheep in an attempt to block out the sensations. She doubted herself, maybe her feet were her worst spot, but she needed points, even just 1 otherwise if she ended on 0, Kara would have a get-out-of-jail-free card. It was bad. The ticklers mixed their tactics, Megan continued to trace her nails along the light skin of the exposed arch, whilst Natalie had moved onto the toes, remembering how bad it was for Kara. Emilia’s giggles rang out, much too girly for Kara’s liking. She tried her best to look at the timer above her to see if she had gained a point but couldn’t see it. Kara watched on, trying to remind herself that she made the right decision. ‘I can tell that it’s torture for the bitch. I did the right thing Kara, I did the right thing. She’s going to give up and she’ll be no better off than me. Have that you slag, thinking that you’re cleverer than me. We’ll both still be on 0 and you allowed yourself to be tortured!’
Megan had synchronised with Nat as her nails now explored the sensitive skin in between the toes of Emilia’s other foot. Sarah and Jess watched in, as fixed with the action as the crowd. They were both surprised that Emilia was holding on as the clock ticked on 1:23 minutes.
“My money is on Emilia winning. I can’t wait to have another go on Kara in that tent later. Trust me, you’ll love it as well Sarah. Although I might need some earphone to block out hours of her screams” Jess said to Sarah.
“No, you’re wrong. She’s got lucky that Kara is a chicken in this round. But you should have felt her move when I was tickling her Jess. If it wasn’t for that belt over her hips Em would have been squirming everywhere.” Sarah betted. Either way both knew that whoever lost would be receiving their fair share of tickles for the rest of the day. ‘What a nice catch-up this is turning out to be, we should do it more often’ Sarah thought.
Emilia’s giggles had now upgraded to full-blown laughter as 20 nails continued their torment, exploring every inch of her exposed soles. Natalie and Megan had been dragging their nails all the way down her high arches, something that she had decided she hated more than spider-motions. The nails of both girls momentarily stopped tickling her, much to Kara’s objection, whilst the staff ruffled in front of the stocks. Emilia couldn’t see what they were doing but soon felt two firm feathers glid across each of her soles. The soft sensation was in complete contrast to the nails, messing with her perception of what to expect. Kara gasped.
“We did tell you we will use tools in Round 2” Leah stated to both girls.
“Looks like we have a feather-sensitive set of footsies over here” Natalie teased.
Kara watched on, now happier than ever with her decision. Emilia’s face scrunched at the feeling. ‘Feather-sensitive. Is that bad?’ she pondered having heard the phrase for the first time. ‘Come on Emilia… 140 sheep… 141 sheep… 142 sheeeee’ her thoughts were then shattered as she felt many prickles rapidly scrape against her arches.
“BLACK! BLACK” she screamed. The crowd gave her an applause as Natalie and Megan held up a pair of plastic hairbrushes in front of her. She looked over to Kara whose eyes were fixated on the brushes, her thoughts imagining how they must have felt. Sarah looked up at the timer above Emilia. 2:15 minutes.
“Well fought Emilia, with a time of 2:15 that’s 2 points to you. Total score Black 2-0 White. The next round of Round 2 will be the contestants’ legs. Leah, Georgia, Nat and Meg, please take positions.” Each staff member positioned themselves of each side of the two women’s legs. Both gulped again having found the knee tickling bad in the punishment of Round 1.
“Kara, too scared to have a go in this round as well?” Leah mocked. Kara angrily glared at her before confirming she was ready.
With that, the four ticklers began, and Kara got her first taste of a ‘tickle tool’. The ticklers were using feathers to swirl along the soft skin underneath each girl’s knees, leading to a chorus of light giggles. The skin under their knees was stretched taunt by the stocks, only increasing their sensitivity. The feathers soon move away from their knees and began to explore the upper areas of their legs, first swirling across the skin of their outer legs before slowly being dragged up their inner thighs, having been left exposed by the short sports shorts they were wearing. Although still ticklish, both friends had to admit that the soft feathers on their thighs did indeed also feel nice. Kara was even half open to having a day’s worth of feather thigh tickling, so long as it was just that.
Time ticked on as the ticklers laid down their feathers and without warning began to squeeze the kneecaps of both contestants. Giggles turned to screams as neither girl could handle the switch from the gentle feathers along their thighs to the rapid shocks on both of their knees. Nothing they did could get them away from the hands. Laughter poured across the air as Sarah and Jess watched on, both knowing that they would probably have given up once the kneecap torture started. Sarah also making a mental note for her husband to try the thigh tickling in bed tonight. Jess was surprised how well both of her friends were doing as the time neared 4:00 minutes. Four hands continued to fixate on the girls’ knees as one hand would squeeze the kneecap and the other would scribble their nails on the soft underside of the knee. The other tickler repeated this on the girl’s other knee, perfectly synchronized. At the start of the fourth minute, the ticklers’ tactics changed and as one hand continued to pinch at the kneecap in front of them, their other hand reached and began to squeeze the skin right at the top of the girls’ legs. Both girls were shocked with this feeling as nails tormented the skin of their groins, one of the few parts of their legs actually covered by the spandex shorts. This new sensation was too much for Emilia, who shouted out her colour at 4:19 minutes. Kara hung on, herself not enjoying the sensation but determined to make up some points for her previous cowardice. Eventually, Leah and Georgia then moved their second hand from her kneecaps to use both hands to squeeze her groin area whilst pinching at her upper thighs. One hand was manageable, two were not, and with that Kara also screamed her safe word out. Jess clapped as the contest ended and was surprised to a wet patch slightly visible through Kara’s shorts. ‘She must have enjoyed that round very much!’ Jess commented. If Emilia had enjoyed it as much as Kara, Jess couldn’t tell through the black material.
“And there is the end of the leg section, well done to Kara who survived to 5:23 minutes, earning 5 points to Emilia’s 4. That leaves the total scores currently standing at Black 6-5 White. Now the next one is always a fan favourite… for this, the contestants will be tickled on their sides and mid-sections. Now for this round, the contestants will be changing their bondage and so whilst we set this up, we will give them both a few minutes rest. Please bear with us and we’ll be back shortly.” The announcer continued. Both contestants were released from their stocks for the first time since they got up on stage, both relieved to stretch out any stiffness in their bodies. Both were led backstage to the campervan whilst Sarah and Jess blew them mocking kisses from the side of the stage. Neither spoke much to each other during the break as they were offered a glass of water to help recover.
After a few minutes, Kara and Emilia returned onto the stage to the sight of their next bondage frame. The frames were side by side once again and were in the shape of a Y. Both girls were directed to climb onto the frame so that they were kneeling on the platform, the feet out behind them facing backwards. They were then told to lift their arms into the Y shape and their wrists were cuffed to the top. Further straps held them down at their waist, thighs and elbows. The two friends had realised that this new position was to stretch their torso out even further.
“The third game of Round 2 is upon us ladies and gentlemen. This one always gets some screams. So, the ticklers will now focus on the contestants’ sides, stomach and ribs. Between these two, I can’t see this one lasting very long… Let’s go…”
Kara screamed almost immediately as Leah and Georgia began by digging their nails into her sides, firm with the muscle she had built up. Leah and Georgia’s four hands competed against each other to see who could dig the deepest into her skin, the deep they got, the louder the screams became. Megan and Natalie follows suit with Emilia, their fingers kneading into the hourglass figure now stretched out in front of them. Both contestants only now truly realised how much more vulnerable they felt in this new position. The crowd cheered at the screams. Jess looked into the crowd to see their reactions knowing how much torture she would be in at this moment. She saw a few husbands poke the sides of their wives before getting a playful slap in response, the affected women now watching on with a small amount of sympathy for the two girls who were also experiencing those pokes but unable to escape. Leah and Megan kept their nails goosing the sides of the contestants whilst Georgia and Natalie had adventured down to the hips, now also squeezing these.
Time ticked on as the four ticklers continued their work, well-trained in the arts of making contestants suffer. One tickler stood in front of each girl, their hands switching between squeezing their hips and moving up to scribble their nails across the exposed tummies facing out to the crowd. The other tickler was stood behind them, determined to make sure that the sides of the friends’ torsos didn’t feel lonely. Laughter poured out as both continued their futile fidgeting to find a way to escape the jolts. ‘Oh god this is horrible…. Arrghhh, I hate this! Give up Kara! Give up!’ Emilia wished to herself. Her giggles continued to ring out as she tried and tried to put something else on her mind to block out the ticklish sensations trying to get in. First, she tried her books again, then she tried to think about what she could eat for dinner after she was free. This only partially worked. Kara had found a new surge of determination, the torment she was going through only spurring her on to win. Unlike Emilia, she had already decided on what to think about to block out the sensations. That was all the different methods she could think of to kill Sarah and Jess after this. Even that still didn’t stop her screams.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…. FUCKKKKKK… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OF ME! EM I’M GOING TO BEAT YOUR ARSE” Kara screamed.
“HEHEHEHEHE…. ARGHHH HEHEHEHEHE” was all Emilia responded, knowing full well that an actual response would break her current chain of thought.
“That’s it girls, don’t slow down. Awwww have my two favourite losers got two ticklish tummies?” Sarah cooed.
“Make sure you count her muscles Leah, I’m sure Kara’s got a six-pack if you dig deeper!” Jess joined in, her sympathy now replaced back with her fun side in the knowledge that her stomach will not be tickled again”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…. FUCKING BITCHES! HAHAHAHAHAHA”
The timer passed the first minute as the ticklers now changed their approach. The tickler stood behind each girl had moved their hands away to give the girls’ sides a much-needed break. Now digging into their ribs, neither were sure if that was any better. The tickler stood in front had introduced some new tickle tools, not to the ticklees’ delight. One hand held a firm feather that slowly dragged up and down their belly, whilst a soft fluffy feather now swirled around inside their navels. Emilia cringed as nails dug back into the flesh of her ribcage and the soft feather swirled in her tummy, a sensation she hadn’t felt before. Anger was even beginning to build up inside of her, although Kara would still win at that contest. ‘Arrgh… Yes! There are 24 ribs! That hasn’t changed since before and it certainly wont change soon so get bloody away from me!’ Kara wouldn’t have known how many ribs there were to curse out at the tickler, instead, the feather teasing her navel had completely broken her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. WHITE! WHITE! WHITE! GET IT OUT” she screamed. Emilia’s tickling continued, as the feather tickler had now replaced the soft feather inside her navel with another firm feather, this one exploring along the hem of her shorts. The clock passed 2:00 minutes and both feathers were retired. This would have been a welcoming feeling if the two hands directing the feathers hadn’t immediately dug into her ribcage as well. Four hands squeezing around soon became unbearable and she also called out her word.
“I knew it, that round was certainly shorter than the last wasn’t it! Kara, you lasted 1:39 seconds, Emilia you lasted 2:21 seconds. Let’s not keep the crowd waiting. Overall scores are Black 8-6 White. Well folks still all to play for as we move onto the next round. Just a quick update, Katherine is nearing the last part of her punishment so if you want to see a hot MILF get her seven minutes in hell, you know where to find her….” The announcer spoke. The summer heat had continued to shine down, leaving both girls now breaking out in a sweat from the torture, moisture gathering on their chest and running down their faces. Kara, well Kara had been covered in much worse in her life to give a damn about a few drops of sweat coming off her face. If she could handle blood, she could handle a bit of this. Emilia had instinctively tried to wipe her forehead on her arm before she came back into reality to remember her predicament. She hated sweat and the voices in her head questioning her appearance to the crowd were almost as tortuous as the tickling. Then reality hit her even harder as she realised where was next.
“So, the final spot before our all-body finally. We’ve had the feet, the legs, the torso and now we have the armpits. Oh, how we all love a good bit of armpit tickling, some of us do just as much as tickling those bare toesies. The two contestants will remain in the Y-Frames for this as well” the announcer continued. As Kara had with her feet, Emilia decided that she hated her arms being exposed thanks to the sports bra, she always wore baggy clothing and wasn’t even sure if she owned a sports bra. Kara was calculating her options, she was two points behind Emilia, and she knew she would have to survive at least an extra two minutes over Emilia to even has a glimmer of winning. That sounded simple enough, but Kara knew that her armpits were very sensitive in the punishment before.
“EM! EM!... You know you don’t want to do this round, just forfeit as I did with my feet. I won’t think of you as a coward. Come on, I gave you a head start you could at least let me catch up.” Kara wanted the response to go only one way.
“NO! Come on get it over with!” Emilia responded, knowing full well she would already last less than Kara. ‘One point… One point… come on Em, I can do this… just get one point’ she promised herself.
The announcer was not lying when she said she didn’t want to keep the crowd waiting. Both girls went crazy as four hands descended on their underarms. Georgia and Megan stood behind the contestants and slowly trace their nails around inside of the exposed hollows, Natalie and Leah began by slowly tracing their own nails across the girls’ biceps. Emilia hated the slow tracing of the nails on her skin, Kara found it manageable. Like she had with Kara’s feet in Round 1, Megan couldn’t believe how soft Emilia’s underarms were as she traces her pointy claws in each pit, the skin so smooth from its lack of exposure to the elements. Emilia regretted shaving them that morning before she left her house, not of course expecting for her blouse to be replaced with a bra and her arms stuck well above her head. The ticklers now shared the pits between them, Megan and Georgia taking over each girl’s left one and Leah and Natalie getting a go at the right one, only after one last teasing motion from their elbows all the way down their biceps. One tickler continued with the slow motions, dragging their nails across the exposed flesh, whilst the other frantically wiggled their nails around. Kara continued her screaming, truly hating every second which passed by. For the first time, the crowd now heard Emilia well and truly begin to beg, nothing she tried to put her mind to worked to block out the ticklish thoughts. Its volume could never match that of Kara’s, but the horrible sensations had utterly broken her in this game.
“EEEEEKKKKK HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I CAN’T TAKE THIS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she pleaded. Jess and Sarah laughed, shocked at the sudden outburst of begging from their mousy friend.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT’S IT EM, GIVE UP!” Kara’s screaming now also in a battle of loudness.
“I’ll tell you what Emilia, if you can lower your arms then we’ll stop the tickling” Natalie proposed.
“HAHAHAHA I CAN’T! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT’S TOO MUCH… PLEASE…. PLEASSSEEEE!” escaped her mouth as Emilia tried desperately to pull at the bondage holding her arms up high much to everyone’s amusement.
Emilia’s situation didn’t get any better as the four hands tormenting her now all slowed down, tracing along the lines of her skin where it would usually be folded. She squirmed around trying to avoid the nails as small strands of hair now stuck to her wet forehead. She hated every second, her thoughts now even laughing at her. ‘OH GOD… I can’t take this its torture!.. No come on I just need one point. One point. Kara doesn’t sound like she’s doing much better. Come one think… Right so what do I think will happen next in that book… I think… oh god I can’t take this…’. Emilia’s thoughts weren’t wrong about Kara either. Kara’s screams echoed out as Leah and Georgia begun to dig deep, their hands kneading into the flesh between her underarms and breasts. It drove her crazy, she herself hoping that her arm strength would break her free of the cuffs so that she could take up Natalie’s offer. She had found the lighter touches manageable, but these deeper pokes sent a chill to her bones despite the fact she was boiling hot as she thrashed around. There were only two small glimmers of happiness that she got out of the armpit tickling. The first was that Em was suffering more than her, the second, that she had a small chance of biting the fingers that had tormented her.
The contest continued as all four hands dug into the flesh of the girl’s hollows until Natalie and Georgia decided to introduce a firm feather to their allocated armpit. Kara was relieved to have only half of the fingers digging into her. Emilia cringed, the firm feather swirling in circles around her skin. Megan decided that Emilia wasn’t being punished enough, her scribbles now slowing back down to teasing slow drags. The return to slow tickling on both of her underarms drove her insane, she could no longer take it.
“BLACKKKKK! PLEASE STOP! PLEEEEAAASSSE!.... Thank you” she screamed, closing her eyes to forget about the torture.
Following this Kara’s torture continued, both ticklers now adopting long firm feathers to swirl in her underarms and then drag up her biceps. Although not as bad as the digging motions, Kara was not a fan of the feathers. She took pride in the muscles of her arms, often tensing her biceps to remind her friends of her strength during arguments or to get something out of people she found weaker than herself. The fact that two stupid feathers could produce giggles from her muscles angered her. She looked out into the crowd hoping for some indication on if she had got a few points to get ahead of Emilia. ‘Surely, I’m ahead of her now! It must be at least four minutes. Keep on going Kara, get some more… Oh fuck this is bad, this is bad ahhh… I’m strong I can do this… and then I’ll teach that little bitch a lessooOOOONN AHHHHHH!’ her thoughts were interrupted as she hadn’t seen the ticklers drop their feathers and shoot back to digging their fingers deep into the flesh above her breasts at the bottom of her pits.
“WHITE! FUCKING HELL! WHITE!”
“Well, there we have it again folks, another short round” came the announcer. Short round, both girls felt that that was much longer than the torso round. “Ok, so Kara as the longer-lasting contestant, you came in at 3:39 minutes earning you 3 points. Emilia, you managed to break the minute mark just about at 1:03 minutes. A well-earned point for you, although we’ll need a bit more armpit tickling for you to overtake Kara in the Scream Queen contest. That leaves the total scores at 9-9. Wahoo, a tie going into the final all-body round to end off Round 2. It’s been a while since we had one of these ties and so to explain what happens, I’ll pass over to Leah”
“Wow, those four rounds were fun, weren’t they. This is my favourite part next. All-body, no safe spots, only pure ticklish agony. Now in cases of a draw going into it, we move away from the points for each minute. It will purely be a contest of endurance, that is who can survive with the longest time. As you can see, my helpers are rolling out the next piece of equipment.” Leah stated as the other ticklers brought out a padded table with straps at each corner and across the hips. “The contestants will be tickled one at a time and will be in what we in the tickling world call a spread-eagle position. Now, now, no need to worry, you guys will see everything. The screen above us will not display the time in this round but will give you a bird’s eye view of the contestant. Once both contestants have had their go, we will announce the results and crown our Grand Loser for today. Now, who will go first?... As Emilia lasted the longer time in Round 1, she will go first with a chance to set the time for Kara to beat. Kara will head backstage into out van with a staff member so that she cannot work out the time. Once Emilia has given up, their positions will be swapped.” Leah informed the crowd that the two contestants would once again be given a small break backstage whilst final preparations were made.
Emilia grimaced at the prospect of being first, Kara grimaced at the prospect of having to spend more time in that furnace of a campervan. Both girls grimaced at the thought of being spread out on that table. Both girls knew that losing was not an option…
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
There we are, the end of Part 2a. Once again, any feedback is appreciated. Thank you to everyone who had already commented.
So do we think that Kara will regret her decision not to do the foot round, or will her comeback be completed, leaving Emilia to suffer for her failures?
Part 1a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1a.448699/
Part 1b: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-1b.448785/
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
Summer Fair Nightmare (Part 2a)
The wait was unbearable for many. For Jess, Sarah and the crowd, it was far too long. For Kara and Emilia, every minute felt like a second. Leah had given the two losers a few minutes to regain their breath and build up their energy for the next round. Emilia had spent it fixated on the horizon and skyline of the fair in front of her, avoiding all eye contact and wishing that she was currently somewhere out there on a ride. Kara had however begun to use the energy she had regained by begging to be released. She wasn’t particularly speaking to any one member of staff, just shouting out curses and obscenities like a crazy woman. Sarah and Jess had now taken a seat at the side of the stage and led the crowd’s cheers as Leah, Georgia, Natalie and Megan all walked back on stage, with Leah approaching the microphone.
“Welcome back fairgoers to the wonderful Round 2 of our 4 Endurers Challenge. Wahoooo. Now if you have only just got here and are wondering what the hell is going on, then let me recap. Our poor volunteers, the feisty Kara in white and the beautiful Emilia in black, lost out in Round 1 to their friends who now look very, very happy to be sat over there. Kara and Emilia will now fight out Round 2 to see is crowned today’s ultimate loser. The ultimate loser will of course receive a fair award, well punishment I suppose, and will remain locked up and tormented until the end of the fair today.” Leah explained to the crowd. Both girls wanting to be swallowed whole by the ground with every word they heard.
“Leah can we not have two ultimate losers today?” Sarah asked mischievously to the crowd’s approval. The staff members all laughed at the interruption.
“Unfortunately, we can’t. Even as much as I’d love to see both girlies locked up all day. That is unless… we write up a new contract and you two join us back for Round 1 again?” Leah proposed. She laughed as Jess and Sarah’s eyes widen and both simultaneously refused the proposal.
“Anyway, back to Round 2, now what is Round 2 you may be wondering? So in Round 2 both girls will be tickled on a certain spot at the same time and will receive a point for each full minute that they survive. We will start at the feet and move our way up their bodies, with a final ‘All-Body’ round at the end. The winner will be the contestant with the most points, and these will be released and rewarded with a cash prize. The loser however, well they will be welcomed into our Tent of Laughter Muhahaha.” Leah continued. Both girls had forgotten about the Tent of Laughter during their experience in Round 1, it was just out of sight behind them, but they shuddered at the thought that there were currently other women being tortured inside of it. ‘Poor women, all because they lost a game….Come on Emilia make sure it’s not me in there after this. I don’t care if Sarah and Jess want to torture Kara, I’m going home’ Emilia thought as she tried to calm herself as she could hear the faint laughs being emitted from the tent. Kara on the other hand was experiencing a surge in panic even before anything had started. ‘Oh god, oh god, oh god… I won’t survive Round 2… and to start with the feet…. Why!.... I could have built up some resistance if they started somewhere else. I will not be in that tent, whatever it takes. Why couldn’t we have done the tickle fight instead, that was a smaller time punishment, not a whole bloody day!’
“So as Kara was on the left-hand side during Round 1, we will switch up the ticklers for this Round. Natalie and Megan will handle Emilia and myself, and Georgia will get a go at Kara.” The woman in white did not like that, she had seen how bad Leah’s nails were on Sarah. “So, as I said, we will start off on the girl’s feet for the first round, and like the last round, the tickling will stop once they shout the colour of their respective clothing. Round 1 was all about lasting longer than your opponent, this is all about lasting the most you possibly can to get points. So, who’s ready for Round 2!” The crowd once again cheered at Leah’s question, not a single person offering any support to the two challengers. Many in the crowd looked on eagerly at the two, it wasn’t every day that two women in their thirties were tied up in nothing more than a sports bra and shorts, the summer sun shining on their bodies. The crowd all had their own opinions on who they wanted to lose, some wanted the shy, awkward beauty in black to be given a ruthless torture, whilst others saw through the tough woman’s boyish personality to see a silly little girl in white who was now in a nightmare now out of her control with only one way to freedom.
Leah and Georgia position themselves in front of Kara, Megan and Natalie in front of Emilia. The tension became unbearable for the two remaining contestants.
“PLEASE, PLEASE. DON’T DO THIS, PLEASE LET ME OUT. OOOUUUTTT!” Kara begged as tears began to flow from her eyes down her cheeks. She had never been in a position like this and had always been the one to control other people, with threats if needed.
“Please, let us out it’s too much. Poor Kara can’t take it. It was Sarah and Jess’s idea to do this.” Emilia even started to mumble what sounded like begging.
“Urrrmmm EXCUSE YOU! May I remind you that you were the second of us to sign the contract after Sarah asked you. And Kara, get a grip it’s a bit of tickling you have nothing better to be doing today.” Jess shot back.
Kara was beginning to regret her daily skincare routine. She had never told her friends about it when Sarah and Jess often discussed moisturisers and creams, but she thought that it isn’t illegal for tough girls to have nice skin as well. She just regretted the daily moisturiser she put on her feet now, and the fact she was barefooted, she regretted it even more. Jess and Sarah watched on, trying to remember the last time they saw Kara’s feet. Kara always wore leather shoes without failure.
The thoughts of the two bound girls moved onto their opponent. ‘I can beat her. She’s been begging all day. If I can get more points than her on the feet round, I will beat her. Oh shit, the feet round… Come on Emilia, come on just remember lasting longer is more points, more points is freedom. Freedom is me away from here and Kara… well I will tell her I felt sorry for her” Emilia thought, calculating her exact route to freedom. ‘SHIT, SHIT. Foot round first, oh god what do I do I need points. That fucking brat better give up fast, it looked like she hated her feet being tickled as well. FUCK! I can do this Kara…. I CAN DO THIS…. Em’s weak and meek, I am strong… I WILL BEAT HER… And then I’ll fucking teach her a lesson that she should have forfeited and not make me go through Round 2… I’ll make sure she doesn’t forget the Tent of fucking Laughter.’ Kara’s rage built up. She hoped to use it as a means of strength to get her through the contest. Both women were not looking forward to the foot round as a fifth staff member took over the microphone and Round 2 moved ever closer.
“WAIT! WAIT! I can’t do this, I want to pass the foot round. DID YOU HEARD ME! I WANT TO PASS THE FOOT ROUND!” Kara shouted, the fear now overtaking her. Leah looked up at her and got a hold of a nearby wireless microphone.
“You want to not even attempt the foot section? Is that right?” Leah asked Kara, puzzled by this.
“Looks like someone has working ears!” Kara responded sarcastically.
“You do know that that is 0 points, don’t you? That’s not a very good start at all.” Leah clarified. Kara angrily nodded to confirm she stuck by her decision. Emilia was confused as much as Leah, although grateful for the head start. ‘What is she thinking? I mean I am more than happy for her to get no points but… I mean I know she isn’t the brightest but that sounds like a very bad mistake’ she wondered. Sarah and Jessica laughed and mocked Kara’s apparent cowardice from the side, sending Kara into a fit of rage but still not changing her mind.
“Well then everyone, this is a first. We’ll leave it to Nat and Meg to see what Emilia has” Leah continued.
There was no countdown from the announcer, just a squeak as the pairs of nails dragged their way down Emilia’s arches. The timer began above her head. Her torment continued, as jolts of sensation shot up her legs and tried to interrupt Emilia’s thoughts. She had given up on remembering the book she was reading and had now gone on to counting sheep in an attempt to block out the sensations. She doubted herself, maybe her feet were her worst spot, but she needed points, even just 1 otherwise if she ended on 0, Kara would have a get-out-of-jail-free card. It was bad. The ticklers mixed their tactics, Megan continued to trace her nails along the light skin of the exposed arch, whilst Natalie had moved onto the toes, remembering how bad it was for Kara. Emilia’s giggles rang out, much too girly for Kara’s liking. She tried her best to look at the timer above her to see if she had gained a point but couldn’t see it. Kara watched on, trying to remind herself that she made the right decision. ‘I can tell that it’s torture for the bitch. I did the right thing Kara, I did the right thing. She’s going to give up and she’ll be no better off than me. Have that you slag, thinking that you’re cleverer than me. We’ll both still be on 0 and you allowed yourself to be tortured!’
Megan had synchronised with Nat as her nails now explored the sensitive skin in between the toes of Emilia’s other foot. Sarah and Jess watched in, as fixed with the action as the crowd. They were both surprised that Emilia was holding on as the clock ticked on 1:23 minutes.
“My money is on Emilia winning. I can’t wait to have another go on Kara in that tent later. Trust me, you’ll love it as well Sarah. Although I might need some earphone to block out hours of her screams” Jess said to Sarah.
“No, you’re wrong. She’s got lucky that Kara is a chicken in this round. But you should have felt her move when I was tickling her Jess. If it wasn’t for that belt over her hips Em would have been squirming everywhere.” Sarah betted. Either way both knew that whoever lost would be receiving their fair share of tickles for the rest of the day. ‘What a nice catch-up this is turning out to be, we should do it more often’ Sarah thought.
Emilia’s giggles had now upgraded to full-blown laughter as 20 nails continued their torment, exploring every inch of her exposed soles. Natalie and Megan had been dragging their nails all the way down her high arches, something that she had decided she hated more than spider-motions. The nails of both girls momentarily stopped tickling her, much to Kara’s objection, whilst the staff ruffled in front of the stocks. Emilia couldn’t see what they were doing but soon felt two firm feathers glid across each of her soles. The soft sensation was in complete contrast to the nails, messing with her perception of what to expect. Kara gasped.
“We did tell you we will use tools in Round 2” Leah stated to both girls.
“Looks like we have a feather-sensitive set of footsies over here” Natalie teased.
Kara watched on, now happier than ever with her decision. Emilia’s face scrunched at the feeling. ‘Feather-sensitive. Is that bad?’ she pondered having heard the phrase for the first time. ‘Come on Emilia… 140 sheep… 141 sheep… 142 sheeeee’ her thoughts were then shattered as she felt many prickles rapidly scrape against her arches.
“BLACK! BLACK” she screamed. The crowd gave her an applause as Natalie and Megan held up a pair of plastic hairbrushes in front of her. She looked over to Kara whose eyes were fixated on the brushes, her thoughts imagining how they must have felt. Sarah looked up at the timer above Emilia. 2:15 minutes.
“Well fought Emilia, with a time of 2:15 that’s 2 points to you. Total score Black 2-0 White. The next round of Round 2 will be the contestants’ legs. Leah, Georgia, Nat and Meg, please take positions.” Each staff member positioned themselves of each side of the two women’s legs. Both gulped again having found the knee tickling bad in the punishment of Round 1.
“Kara, too scared to have a go in this round as well?” Leah mocked. Kara angrily glared at her before confirming she was ready.
With that, the four ticklers began, and Kara got her first taste of a ‘tickle tool’. The ticklers were using feathers to swirl along the soft skin underneath each girl’s knees, leading to a chorus of light giggles. The skin under their knees was stretched taunt by the stocks, only increasing their sensitivity. The feathers soon move away from their knees and began to explore the upper areas of their legs, first swirling across the skin of their outer legs before slowly being dragged up their inner thighs, having been left exposed by the short sports shorts they were wearing. Although still ticklish, both friends had to admit that the soft feathers on their thighs did indeed also feel nice. Kara was even half open to having a day’s worth of feather thigh tickling, so long as it was just that.
Time ticked on as the ticklers laid down their feathers and without warning began to squeeze the kneecaps of both contestants. Giggles turned to screams as neither girl could handle the switch from the gentle feathers along their thighs to the rapid shocks on both of their knees. Nothing they did could get them away from the hands. Laughter poured across the air as Sarah and Jess watched on, both knowing that they would probably have given up once the kneecap torture started. Sarah also making a mental note for her husband to try the thigh tickling in bed tonight. Jess was surprised how well both of her friends were doing as the time neared 4:00 minutes. Four hands continued to fixate on the girls’ knees as one hand would squeeze the kneecap and the other would scribble their nails on the soft underside of the knee. The other tickler repeated this on the girl’s other knee, perfectly synchronized. At the start of the fourth minute, the ticklers’ tactics changed and as one hand continued to pinch at the kneecap in front of them, their other hand reached and began to squeeze the skin right at the top of the girls’ legs. Both girls were shocked with this feeling as nails tormented the skin of their groins, one of the few parts of their legs actually covered by the spandex shorts. This new sensation was too much for Emilia, who shouted out her colour at 4:19 minutes. Kara hung on, herself not enjoying the sensation but determined to make up some points for her previous cowardice. Eventually, Leah and Georgia then moved their second hand from her kneecaps to use both hands to squeeze her groin area whilst pinching at her upper thighs. One hand was manageable, two were not, and with that Kara also screamed her safe word out. Jess clapped as the contest ended and was surprised to a wet patch slightly visible through Kara’s shorts. ‘She must have enjoyed that round very much!’ Jess commented. If Emilia had enjoyed it as much as Kara, Jess couldn’t tell through the black material.
“And there is the end of the leg section, well done to Kara who survived to 5:23 minutes, earning 5 points to Emilia’s 4. That leaves the total scores currently standing at Black 6-5 White. Now the next one is always a fan favourite… for this, the contestants will be tickled on their sides and mid-sections. Now for this round, the contestants will be changing their bondage and so whilst we set this up, we will give them both a few minutes rest. Please bear with us and we’ll be back shortly.” The announcer continued. Both contestants were released from their stocks for the first time since they got up on stage, both relieved to stretch out any stiffness in their bodies. Both were led backstage to the campervan whilst Sarah and Jess blew them mocking kisses from the side of the stage. Neither spoke much to each other during the break as they were offered a glass of water to help recover.
After a few minutes, Kara and Emilia returned onto the stage to the sight of their next bondage frame. The frames were side by side once again and were in the shape of a Y. Both girls were directed to climb onto the frame so that they were kneeling on the platform, the feet out behind them facing backwards. They were then told to lift their arms into the Y shape and their wrists were cuffed to the top. Further straps held them down at their waist, thighs and elbows. The two friends had realised that this new position was to stretch their torso out even further.
“The third game of Round 2 is upon us ladies and gentlemen. This one always gets some screams. So, the ticklers will now focus on the contestants’ sides, stomach and ribs. Between these two, I can’t see this one lasting very long… Let’s go…”
Kara screamed almost immediately as Leah and Georgia began by digging their nails into her sides, firm with the muscle she had built up. Leah and Georgia’s four hands competed against each other to see who could dig the deepest into her skin, the deep they got, the louder the screams became. Megan and Natalie follows suit with Emilia, their fingers kneading into the hourglass figure now stretched out in front of them. Both contestants only now truly realised how much more vulnerable they felt in this new position. The crowd cheered at the screams. Jess looked into the crowd to see their reactions knowing how much torture she would be in at this moment. She saw a few husbands poke the sides of their wives before getting a playful slap in response, the affected women now watching on with a small amount of sympathy for the two girls who were also experiencing those pokes but unable to escape. Leah and Megan kept their nails goosing the sides of the contestants whilst Georgia and Natalie had adventured down to the hips, now also squeezing these.
Time ticked on as the four ticklers continued their work, well-trained in the arts of making contestants suffer. One tickler stood in front of each girl, their hands switching between squeezing their hips and moving up to scribble their nails across the exposed tummies facing out to the crowd. The other tickler was stood behind them, determined to make sure that the sides of the friends’ torsos didn’t feel lonely. Laughter poured out as both continued their futile fidgeting to find a way to escape the jolts. ‘Oh god this is horrible…. Arrghhh, I hate this! Give up Kara! Give up!’ Emilia wished to herself. Her giggles continued to ring out as she tried and tried to put something else on her mind to block out the ticklish sensations trying to get in. First, she tried her books again, then she tried to think about what she could eat for dinner after she was free. This only partially worked. Kara had found a new surge of determination, the torment she was going through only spurring her on to win. Unlike Emilia, she had already decided on what to think about to block out the sensations. That was all the different methods she could think of to kill Sarah and Jess after this. Even that still didn’t stop her screams.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…. FUCKKKKKK… HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OF ME! EM I’M GOING TO BEAT YOUR ARSE” Kara screamed.
“HEHEHEHEHE…. ARGHHH HEHEHEHEHE” was all Emilia responded, knowing full well that an actual response would break her current chain of thought.
“That’s it girls, don’t slow down. Awwww have my two favourite losers got two ticklish tummies?” Sarah cooed.
“Make sure you count her muscles Leah, I’m sure Kara’s got a six-pack if you dig deeper!” Jess joined in, her sympathy now replaced back with her fun side in the knowledge that her stomach will not be tickled again”
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA…. FUCKING BITCHES! HAHAHAHAHAHA”
The timer passed the first minute as the ticklers now changed their approach. The tickler stood behind each girl had moved their hands away to give the girls’ sides a much-needed break. Now digging into their ribs, neither were sure if that was any better. The tickler stood in front had introduced some new tickle tools, not to the ticklees’ delight. One hand held a firm feather that slowly dragged up and down their belly, whilst a soft fluffy feather now swirled around inside their navels. Emilia cringed as nails dug back into the flesh of her ribcage and the soft feather swirled in her tummy, a sensation she hadn’t felt before. Anger was even beginning to build up inside of her, although Kara would still win at that contest. ‘Arrgh… Yes! There are 24 ribs! That hasn’t changed since before and it certainly wont change soon so get bloody away from me!’ Kara wouldn’t have known how many ribs there were to curse out at the tickler, instead, the feather teasing her navel had completely broken her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. WHITE! WHITE! WHITE! GET IT OUT” she screamed. Emilia’s tickling continued, as the feather tickler had now replaced the soft feather inside her navel with another firm feather, this one exploring along the hem of her shorts. The clock passed 2:00 minutes and both feathers were retired. This would have been a welcoming feeling if the two hands directing the feathers hadn’t immediately dug into her ribcage as well. Four hands squeezing around soon became unbearable and she also called out her word.
“I knew it, that round was certainly shorter than the last wasn’t it! Kara, you lasted 1:39 seconds, Emilia you lasted 2:21 seconds. Let’s not keep the crowd waiting. Overall scores are Black 8-6 White. Well folks still all to play for as we move onto the next round. Just a quick update, Katherine is nearing the last part of her punishment so if you want to see a hot MILF get her seven minutes in hell, you know where to find her….” The announcer spoke. The summer heat had continued to shine down, leaving both girls now breaking out in a sweat from the torture, moisture gathering on their chest and running down their faces. Kara, well Kara had been covered in much worse in her life to give a damn about a few drops of sweat coming off her face. If she could handle blood, she could handle a bit of this. Emilia had instinctively tried to wipe her forehead on her arm before she came back into reality to remember her predicament. She hated sweat and the voices in her head questioning her appearance to the crowd were almost as tortuous as the tickling. Then reality hit her even harder as she realised where was next.
“So, the final spot before our all-body finally. We’ve had the feet, the legs, the torso and now we have the armpits. Oh, how we all love a good bit of armpit tickling, some of us do just as much as tickling those bare toesies. The two contestants will remain in the Y-Frames for this as well” the announcer continued. As Kara had with her feet, Emilia decided that she hated her arms being exposed thanks to the sports bra, she always wore baggy clothing and wasn’t even sure if she owned a sports bra. Kara was calculating her options, she was two points behind Emilia, and she knew she would have to survive at least an extra two minutes over Emilia to even has a glimmer of winning. That sounded simple enough, but Kara knew that her armpits were very sensitive in the punishment before.
“EM! EM!... You know you don’t want to do this round, just forfeit as I did with my feet. I won’t think of you as a coward. Come on, I gave you a head start you could at least let me catch up.” Kara wanted the response to go only one way.
“NO! Come on get it over with!” Emilia responded, knowing full well she would already last less than Kara. ‘One point… One point… come on Em, I can do this… just get one point’ she promised herself.
The announcer was not lying when she said she didn’t want to keep the crowd waiting. Both girls went crazy as four hands descended on their underarms. Georgia and Megan stood behind the contestants and slowly trace their nails around inside of the exposed hollows, Natalie and Leah began by slowly tracing their own nails across the girls’ biceps. Emilia hated the slow tracing of the nails on her skin, Kara found it manageable. Like she had with Kara’s feet in Round 1, Megan couldn’t believe how soft Emilia’s underarms were as she traces her pointy claws in each pit, the skin so smooth from its lack of exposure to the elements. Emilia regretted shaving them that morning before she left her house, not of course expecting for her blouse to be replaced with a bra and her arms stuck well above her head. The ticklers now shared the pits between them, Megan and Georgia taking over each girl’s left one and Leah and Natalie getting a go at the right one, only after one last teasing motion from their elbows all the way down their biceps. One tickler continued with the slow motions, dragging their nails across the exposed flesh, whilst the other frantically wiggled their nails around. Kara continued her screaming, truly hating every second which passed by. For the first time, the crowd now heard Emilia well and truly begin to beg, nothing she tried to put her mind to worked to block out the ticklish thoughts. Its volume could never match that of Kara’s, but the horrible sensations had utterly broken her in this game.
“EEEEEKKKKK HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. PLEASE LET ME GO! LET ME GO! I CAN’T TAKE THIS! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!” she pleaded. Jess and Sarah laughed, shocked at the sudden outburst of begging from their mousy friend.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA THAT’S IT EM, GIVE UP!” Kara’s screaming now also in a battle of loudness.
“I’ll tell you what Emilia, if you can lower your arms then we’ll stop the tickling” Natalie proposed.
“HAHAHAHA I CAN’T! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT’S TOO MUCH… PLEASE…. PLEASSSEEEE!” escaped her mouth as Emilia tried desperately to pull at the bondage holding her arms up high much to everyone’s amusement.
Emilia’s situation didn’t get any better as the four hands tormenting her now all slowed down, tracing along the lines of her skin where it would usually be folded. She squirmed around trying to avoid the nails as small strands of hair now stuck to her wet forehead. She hated every second, her thoughts now even laughing at her. ‘OH GOD… I can’t take this its torture!.. No come on I just need one point. One point. Kara doesn’t sound like she’s doing much better. Come one think… Right so what do I think will happen next in that book… I think… oh god I can’t take this…’. Emilia’s thoughts weren’t wrong about Kara either. Kara’s screams echoed out as Leah and Georgia begun to dig deep, their hands kneading into the flesh between her underarms and breasts. It drove her crazy, she herself hoping that her arm strength would break her free of the cuffs so that she could take up Natalie’s offer. She had found the lighter touches manageable, but these deeper pokes sent a chill to her bones despite the fact she was boiling hot as she thrashed around. There were only two small glimmers of happiness that she got out of the armpit tickling. The first was that Em was suffering more than her, the second, that she had a small chance of biting the fingers that had tormented her.
The contest continued as all four hands dug into the flesh of the girl’s hollows until Natalie and Georgia decided to introduce a firm feather to their allocated armpit. Kara was relieved to have only half of the fingers digging into her. Emilia cringed, the firm feather swirling in circles around her skin. Megan decided that Emilia wasn’t being punished enough, her scribbles now slowing back down to teasing slow drags. The return to slow tickling on both of her underarms drove her insane, she could no longer take it.
“BLACKKKKK! PLEASE STOP! PLEEEEAAASSSE!.... Thank you” she screamed, closing her eyes to forget about the torture.
Following this Kara’s torture continued, both ticklers now adopting long firm feathers to swirl in her underarms and then drag up her biceps. Although not as bad as the digging motions, Kara was not a fan of the feathers. She took pride in the muscles of her arms, often tensing her biceps to remind her friends of her strength during arguments or to get something out of people she found weaker than herself. The fact that two stupid feathers could produce giggles from her muscles angered her. She looked out into the crowd hoping for some indication on if she had got a few points to get ahead of Emilia. ‘Surely, I’m ahead of her now! It must be at least four minutes. Keep on going Kara, get some more… Oh fuck this is bad, this is bad ahhh… I’m strong I can do this… and then I’ll teach that little bitch a lessooOOOONN AHHHHHH!’ her thoughts were interrupted as she hadn’t seen the ticklers drop their feathers and shoot back to digging their fingers deep into the flesh above her breasts at the bottom of her pits.
“WHITE! FUCKING HELL! WHITE!”
“Well, there we have it again folks, another short round” came the announcer. Short round, both girls felt that that was much longer than the torso round. “Ok, so Kara as the longer-lasting contestant, you came in at 3:39 minutes earning you 3 points. Emilia, you managed to break the minute mark just about at 1:03 minutes. A well-earned point for you, although we’ll need a bit more armpit tickling for you to overtake Kara in the Scream Queen contest. That leaves the total scores at 9-9. Wahoo, a tie going into the final all-body round to end off Round 2. It’s been a while since we had one of these ties and so to explain what happens, I’ll pass over to Leah”
“Wow, those four rounds were fun, weren’t they. This is my favourite part next. All-body, no safe spots, only pure ticklish agony. Now in cases of a draw going into it, we move away from the points for each minute. It will purely be a contest of endurance, that is who can survive with the longest time. As you can see, my helpers are rolling out the next piece of equipment.” Leah stated as the other ticklers brought out a padded table with straps at each corner and across the hips. “The contestants will be tickled one at a time and will be in what we in the tickling world call a spread-eagle position. Now, now, no need to worry, you guys will see everything. The screen above us will not display the time in this round but will give you a bird’s eye view of the contestant. Once both contestants have had their go, we will announce the results and crown our Grand Loser for today. Now, who will go first?... As Emilia lasted the longer time in Round 1, she will go first with a chance to set the time for Kara to beat. Kara will head backstage into out van with a staff member so that she cannot work out the time. Once Emilia has given up, their positions will be swapped.” Leah informed the crowd that the two contestants would once again be given a small break backstage whilst final preparations were made.
Emilia grimaced at the prospect of being first, Kara grimaced at the prospect of having to spend more time in that furnace of a campervan. Both girls grimaced at the thought of being spread out on that table. Both girls knew that losing was not an option…
__________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
There we are, the end of Part 2a. Once again, any feedback is appreciated. Thank you to everyone who had already commented.
So do we think that Kara will regret her decision not to do the foot round, or will her comeback be completed, leaving Emilia to suffer for her failures?
This is a fine series. 
