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Hi everyone, here is the final part of the story. Apologies for the long delay, not had much time recently with personal things and this obviously becomes the least important thing for me. I hope you all enjoy it as I've made lots of changes and just never quite got to a point I'm fully happy with it. Let me know what you think.
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/
Part 2a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-2a.448988/
Part 2b: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-2b.449135/
Part 3a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-3a.449787/
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Emilia’s blindfold kept her from seeing where Leah and Georgia were wheeling her to, but she had guessed by the direction that she had been taken backstage. Her three friends had followed behind, constantly reminding her of their disappointment that she was on a break and how eager they were to see what awaited. As she was pushed along, the sound of laughter got louder and for once it was not her own.
“Oh, if you can hear anything, that’s the Tent of Laughter… always fun in there. A lot of women hate being sent in there once they’ve lost but trust me, they deserve it. There’s nothing better than watching someone pay a donation to enter thinking that they can tickle a loser, only for one of us to get them to play a minigame and lose. We’re great manipulators... I mean persuaders. Jess, Kara, Sarah… sure you guys don’t want to play another game in there… it can be arranged?” Leah asked. All three women politely declined, stating that they couldn’t wait to restart the torment.
Emilia listened in to the mixture of laughter and screams inside the tent, questioning why she hadn’t just played a minigame with less punishment than what she was currently going through. They kept on wheeling her chair past the tent as the sounds died down. The next thing she knew, she could hear the flaps of another tent being opened before she was moved again. She assumed she was now inside the tent, it was much more humid and there was a smell of scented candles in the air.
“Welcome everyone… to the dreaded Tent of Despair! I know it’s quite small, but we can all get in.” Leah instructed.
“It’s not as scary as I thought, I love those candles.” Jess remarked.
“Oh, don’t worry… it’s not supposed to be some torture dungeon… it’s the Tent of Despair for the Grand Loser.” Georgia responded.
Leah and Georgia secured the chair into fixings on the floor of the tent and closed the door. The staff members and the three winners all gathered around their victim. Leah decided to get going again. She removed Emilia’s blindfold for a moment…
Leah looked over to Kara who was happily enjoying the scene in front of her, relived that she was not tied up.
“Kara, did you know you had a wet patch before when we tickled your thighs?” Georgia asked her and for the first time today Kara was silent, her face the second to be blushing in the tent.
“Its ok, don’t worry, it’s quite a normal reaction for some people. I mean yes it tickles, but the feeling of dozens of female fingers exploring your body is hot. Anyway friends, normally we leave this part for the last hour…. But I accidently found out that you friend stuck here has also started to display this same behaviour as I was teasing her thighs.” Leah added, Emilia’s face now so red that it was about to burst. “Oh don’t worry… I’m only teasing you”
“Luckily for us, that gives us two hours to give you lots and lots and lots of thigh tickling Em!” Georgia cheered.
“TWO HOURS! No… Please!” Emilia cried, she had thought that the whole thing was almost over.
“Awww surely little sexy Em can handle a bit of thigh tickling… She’s being nice to you, I certainly won’t. You could do with a bit of action for once Em…” Kara chuckled. Leah leaned into Emilia and began to place the blindfold back over her eyes. Staring into her eyes Leah spoke softly.
“Single?”. Emilia just nodded in response before her world went dark again.
Emilia sat in silence, embarrassed by conversation everyone just had, and fearing of what awaited. ‘TWO HOURS! Shit, I didn’t think that there was that much time left! I can’t do this.’ she thought. Her three friends all sat around her, waiting for Leah to get started again.
“So… who wants to play a contest… everyone but Emilia I assume, well tough luck for her but I’m in the mood for another contest… Girlies, let’s find out which of the three of you is the best tickler then. Emilia, I’m going to let each of these have a go at tickling your feet and I want you to tell us which is the best one…. Well, I suppose worst in your case.” Leah explained as she poured a fresh layer of baby oil over the woman’s feet. She pointed at Sarah and gestured her to begin.
Emilia’s laughter filled the tent as her break was over. Sarah had begun by targeting the two pads of her friend’s soles just below her toes before she began dragging all her fingers down the oily soles. The fingers made this trip up and down many times, Sarah’s short sharp nails only heightening the jolts of ticklishness registering in Emilia’s brain. Sarah did every trick in the book to tickle her friend, trying to remember any technique which her tickler had used on herself and then repeating it on the canvas in front of her. Her nails made a few more trips up across the arches before Sarah remember that she was in a contest, well another one. ‘Best tickler remember, I need to pick it up’ she thought to herself. That’s when she looked and saw a box of tools that Leah had placed next to the chair. After getting confirmation from Leah that tools were a fair game, Sarah picked up a plastic hairbrush and began scrubbing it all over the left sole of her friend. Laughter turned to screams as the oil allowed for the firm bristles to easily glide over the sole. Sarah brushed every part of the sole before repeating the whole process on the right foot. Leah and Georgia watched on, impressed at how much Sarah had learnt from her earlier tutoring session.
“Coochie coo Ems, I think you know that I’m the best tickler don’t you. I’m going to tickle you silly!” she teased.
“Hahahahahahaha nooo Sarah stopppp please hahahahahahaha!”
Georgia called time and everyone clapped Sarah for her effort as Emilia regained her breath. Leah topped up the oil on Em’s feet. Emilia liked that Sarah had stopped, what she didn’t like was Georgia telling Kara that it was her turn. Kara wasted no time and soon she was slowly tracing her pointy nails across the taunt arches knowing that Leah had said that slow tickles were her friend’s weakness. Tortured giggles poured out in the tent as Kara kept a perfectly consistent speed, often travelling down the same winkles that Leah had previously visited. Time past and Kara then also decided to adopt the hairbrush as she scrubbed up and down the soles. Tortured giggles became tortured laughter. Kara continued to scrub until something shiny caught the edge of her eye in the toolbox.
“What’s this?” she picked up the object and asked the two staff members.
“Oh… that’s a good one, I was going to use it later. I love using it. If you’re going to use it, do it slowly.” Leah suggested. Emilia sat in confusion, dreading what awaited. Emilia shuddered as four metal points then began to slowly trace across the centre of her arches. Her laughter was that of squeals and giggles, but it was absolute torture to the girl in black. The four prongs traced along the taunt skin in a uniformity that the tracing nails couldn’t match and this was something that made the whole thing worse. For a change, Emilia knew exactly where on her sole would be tickled by the prongs next just by the direction they were travelling and after hours of uncertainty, this drove her mad.
“EEEKKKK hehehehehehe… Ahhhh Kara stop! Hehehehehehehehe”
“Wow, I never knew a fork a fork could tickle someone!” Kara gleefully announced.
“Yeah I hate them, there’s two in the box by the way… one second… ah, here’s the other one.” Georgia added.
“NO PLEASE!” Emilia begged. Kara soon added a second fork to her friend’s other sole. Kara had her fun with the two forks for a bit before her time was over.
Jess was next up and went back to the hairbrush, seemingly to have daydreamed during Kara’s session. She scrubbed the brush up and down the pair of soles to elicit screams from her friend. As she scrubbed one foot, she occasionally used her nails to poke in between the toes of the other foot. Eventually, time was called on her go as well.
Emilia was relieved as Leah took her blindfold off and gave her another drink of cold water. She watched as Georgia went out of the tent as her friends and Leah chatted. She sat there replenishing her lungs. Georgia returned holding some objects that widened her friends’ eyes.
“What the hell are they!” Kara proclaimed.
“These… these are the next part of our little best tickler contest.” Georgia responded as she fixed three small portable foot stocks into the floor fittings of the tent. She placed three cushions on the floor behind them and then attached a metal pole vertically into the ground behind the cushions.
“Ok, so into these you lot.” Leah instructed.
“WHAT! FUCK THAT. No chance.” Kara responded.
“Yeah, you won’t be getting me back into those” added Sarah
“Or me” added Jess. Leah went out of the tent and came back with a blank contract.
“Ok, so let’s see…. You each signed one of these… urrmm… ah here it is. Section 5.4… Any contestant who enters the Tent of Despair and takes part in the tickling of another contestant is eligible to be required to enter back into a bondage frame for further tickling of their own body following any games played within the tent…. More legal jargon da da da… and… failure to follow the instructions of a staff member within the tent is punishable by the removal of any prize money previously won by the affected contestant. In other words… in the stocks or no money, all that hard work before would be all for nothing. And correct me if I am wrong… all three of you nipped into the caravan and put your prize money into the lockers didn’t you. So, it seems to me you have two options, you get in those stocks for a bit, or you lose your prize money and are escorted back to the public area. Besides not all of you will be tickled in the stocks.” Leah explained to the three friends.
“Shit!” Kara added. All three friends hesitated and what to do next. None of them wanted to be tickled again but none of them wanted to lose the cash prize they had worked hard for before. That, and they wanted another chance to tickle their friend. Emilia watched on at the spectacle and for once, her amused giggles were not the result of tickling.
Reluctantly, with the thought of no other option, all three friends sat on the cushions and placed their feet into the portable stocks. They were asked to place their hands above their heads and Georgia tied them with handcuffs to a pole behind each woman. The three friends shuffled around to test out the restraints. They were nowhere near as sturdy as the previous chairs, but they did their job to keep the women in position. They watched as Leah used a wet towel to wipe the oil from Emilia’s feet.
“Soooo… thank you for making the right decision. Now, our tickly Ems here has a decision to make. Emilia, who do you think was the best tickler?” Leah asked her.
“Urrmmm… Urm………. Kara” she muttered. Kara cheered at her second victory of the day.
“Well congratulations Kara, and now for you two Jess and Sarah, well I think you know what the forfeit is for losing.”
“Do I… urm… Do I get to tickle them….” Emilia squeaked up.
“You?... Oh no silly haha… No you’re in the Tent of Despair remember… Now me and Georgia can’t tickle you and them at the same time but luckily for us we have a solution!”
The three friends watched on as Leah placed the blindfold back over Emilia’s eyes and put some gloves on. Confused, they watched as Leah opened a bottle of white powder and began to rub it all over Emilia’s taunt soles and in between her toes. Leah took the gloves off and everyone watched for a few seconds before Emilia began to twitch.
“Ahhhh… shit it itches… ah take it off…. Ahhhh”
“Well of course it does silly, what do you think itching powder does!” Georgia added
“Yep, enjoy that for a while Ems, we have some other tootsies to punish.” Leah added.
“WAIT NO! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS… EMS TELL THEM I WAS THE BEST! NO PLEASE!” Sarah pleaded.
“I WON.. I WON BEFORE… DON’T TICKLE ME!” Jess also pleaded.
“Sorry girls, you lose this contest and besides we gave you a choice.” Georgia responded.
Kara watched in content as the pleading of three voices filled the air of the tent. She had decided that it wasn’t the Tent of Despair to herself, but instead it was the Tent of Victory as her friends suffered on. Jess and Sarah had one benefit that Emilia hadn’t had for her tickling session and that was that they had no blindfold so could see when Georgia and Leah began their attack. This didn’t stop the instant squeals of laughter that were emitted from them as both women truly began to remember what the ticklish sensations that they had been inflicting on their friend felt like. There were no toeties on the portable stocks, so the four feet did their best to shoot out of the way of the nails. No matter where the feet moved, the nails of Leah and Georgia seemed to home in on them. Sarah frantically tried to free herself and squired around as much as possible, even trying to break the pole behind her. Leah knew that this was a useless effort and that the fittings would hold. Sarah’s frantic scrunching and shifting of her feet led to Leah having to hold one foot taunt at a time whilst using her other hand to scribble across the sole. Georgia had managed to lock her nails into each gap between Jess’ toes and scratched around on the soft skin. This foot tickling continued for several minutes, with no sign of the laughter dying down.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKKKKK HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Sarah screamed.
“HAHA NOT MY TOES, GEORGIA PLEASE STOPPPP. HAHAHAHA” Jess joined in.
“Ahhhhh get it off… take it OFF!” Emilia pleaded in the background.
“Sorry guys, you three truly are LOSERS!” Kara teased.
Eventually the tickling stopped with Sarah and Jess now sweating and gulping down air. Emilia was also relieved of her torment as Leah used a wet towel to wipe the powder off her feet. Georgia brought out a mini spinning wheel, eager to start the next game.
“Ok… so who wants to play a new game? Kara… Jess... Sarah… No? Well, me and Georgia do! So, we’re going to spin this wheel twice and Em here will have a choice to make. Out of the two spots, where does she want to be tickled and where will one of you be tickled.” Leah explained. Emilia, Sarah and Jess began pleading, all wanting to be released.
“WAIT! You said that not all of us would be tickled if we agreed to get in these stocks!” Kara added.
“Yeah… about that… somewhere in that contract is a clause about us staff members maybe not always telling the truth… anyway… let’s begin!” Leah responded with a smirk on her face.
“FUCKING BITCHES!” Kara shot back.
“Careful now Kara, we were going to go down the line, but we can always just do every round on you!” Georgia teased.
“OK! OK… just get on with it.”
“So, lets spin for the first two spots… And the first spot is…. Legs/thighs… oooo I’m sure everyone would want that one. And the next spot is…. Stomach. So, Em, legs or sides… where do you want to be tickled and where do you want Jess to be tickled?” Georgia asked.
“NO, NO, NO! Em please I’m sorry I tickled you. NOT MY SIDES!” Jess begged her friend. There was silence until Em made her first choice.
“Urmmm…. I want the legs.”
Two sets of laughter began to compete against each other as the tickling started. Georgia was more than happy to begin digging her fingers into Jess’ sides as her victim tried to squirm out of the way. Eventually, due to Jess’ squirming, Georgia had no choice but to wrap her arms around Jess to keep her in place and then began kneading into the soft skin. Occasionally, she would swirl a finger around in Jess’ bellybutton. Emilia had been shocked when Leah first started her tickling. Emilia had expected for Leah to begin gently teasing her thighs and was taken by surprise when ten fingers began to squeeze her knees.
“Sorry Em, I can’t be nice all the time to you.” Leah joked before moving down to the kneecaps. She was more fortunate as her ticklee was locked up far more securely than Georgia’s. After a few squeezes of the kneecaps, she decided to treat her ticklee and spent the rest of the time gently teasing the thighs. Jess was not as fortunate and received a full treatment on her sides.
Once the tickling stopped, Georgia span the wheel twice again for Emilia’s second choice. What Emilia heard sent a shiver down her. Everyone baring Sarah laughed at the choice Em had to make.
“Ooooo sorry Ems, that’s very bad luck. So, the choice for you and Sarah is armpits and armpits. I would just get into it but I’m going to need you to say it” Leah explained.
“Urrmmmm…”
“Say Please tickle my armpits and I’ll be nice to you.” Leah teased.
“Urm…………. Urm…….. Please tickle my armpits.”
“With pleasure!”
Georgia and Leah dived straight into it again as both ticklees once again screamed. For Sarah, this was her first time truly having her underarms tickled for more than a few seconds. Georgia’s nails began to scribble over the wet skin to a reaction of pleads. It wasn’t as bad as the foot tickling for Sarah, but with her arms locked over head there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her pits had a slight stubbly feel to Georgia’s fingers compared to Emilia’s, but the sweat allowed for her nails to glide over them. Leah had told Emilia that she would be nice. Emilia was not sure what Leah’s definition of nice was as she felt Leah’s hands enter her hallows with a fresh set of baby oil on them. Leah’s nails scribbled around inside of Em’s hallows, having already expertly mapped out the skin in order to unleash havoc. Georgia was digging her nails into the skin between Sarah’s pits and breasts, eliciting screams as Sarah did her best to shake of her tormenter. The underarm tickling continued for several more minutes, with Sarah finding it unbearable as Georgia teasingly traced her nails along Sarah’s biceps several times before dipping into the pits. Eventually, both ticklees were relieved once the tickling stopped.
“Holy shit! That was bad! I can’t remember the last time I had my armpits tickled that bad.” Sarah said.
Georgia spun the wheel for the third time, with Kara and Emilia both nervous for what awaited.
“Ok…. So, the first spot is…. ooo ribs. Now let’s spin to see the second choice………. And it is……. o oh, it’s the dreaded feet. Ok, Em, whose having what?” Georgia asked.
“NO! NO! NO! Let me out! I don’t care about the money! I want out!” Kara pleaded.
“Sorry Kara, all decisions are final until the game is over.”
“Urmmm…. Urm…. Are Kara’s feet toetied?” Emilia asked.
“EM!”
“They aren’t sadly, but yours are… so do you really want to pick feet for yourself? To me that sounds a bit silly having your feet tickled.” Leah questioned.
“NO! PLEASE EM. I’M SORRY. I PROMISE I WON’T TICKLE YOU ANYMORE. PLEASE NOT MY FEET”
“I’m sorry, I can’t take it on my feet…. I’m sorry, I want the ribs”
Kara’s screams burst her friends’ eardrums as the sensations that she thought she had escaped had returned to her sensitive soles. Georgia’s nails wriggled over the two soles and followed them to wherever they moved to in an attempt to escape. Kara’s only saving grace was that the toe ties were not there holding her feet in place and for the next few minutes, she was determined to make it as hard as possible for Georgia to get her feet. Leah on the other hand had two taunt soles at her disposal and she had decided to subject her own ticklee to slow nail tracing over her soles. After a few minutes, Georgia decided to truly remind Kara of her fears with the screams only increased as Kara felt Georgia grab hold of one foot and begin to scrub a hairbrush over her arch. Fairgoers across the fair may have even hear the guttural screams of Kara. Eventually time was up, and Jess, Kara and Sarah were relieved when Georgia and Leah began to release them from their bondage.
“Ok guys, I hope you had fun playing those games. Me and Georgia certainly did! So let’s no waste any time, we still have a Grand Loser at our disposal. Kara, you can help Georgia on her underarms, I have a feeling you want some revenge after her recent decision. Sarah and Jess, you guys focus on her ribs and tummy. I’m going to give her a second dose of the itching powder.” Leah instructed.
“NO! No please, no itching powder… No tickling….” Emilia cried out.
“Awww I’m sorry Ems, you heard Leah, you’re the Grand Loser.” Sarah reminded her.
Emilia was not given anymore time to compose and prepare herself as her eager friends closed in like vultures and 20 fingers explored her upper body. The sensation of these nails was soon joined by the feeling of a soft makeup brush travelling up and down her soles. Compared to the fingers attacking her sides and armpits, the brush felt like an act of mercy whilst the woman momentarily forgot what Leah had just said. That act of mercy soon became another act of despair and soon the pleads to stop the tickling were joined by more pleads to take the powder off.
“Ok everyone, feet are off-limits for now whilst our magic powder does it’s stuff” Leah instructed.
The tormentors continued their work across the exposed flesh as laughter continued to ring out on deaf ears, or maybe happy ears. Minutes and minutes passed as nails scribbled along the warm flesh of armpits, and fingers poked at the taunt skin of the woman’s torso. Leah, satisfied with the effects of the itching powder, had joined back in and had decided to give some attention back to the woman’s thighs. Minutes and minutes passed as Leah switched between squeezing the groins and tracing her nails softly across the thighs, Emilia’s laughter heightening when Leah performed the former action. Minutes and minutes passed as the ticklers eyes fixated on their target spots.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA STOOOPPPP PLEAASSSE!..... HAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT!.... ANYWHERE…. FUCK IT ITCHES SO BAD…”
“Awww does Ems want here feet scratching?... Coochie coochie cooo!” Sarah taunted as she reached over and began to scribble her nails over one of Emilia’s soles, now a white blanket of powder.
“Ahem…. Sarah…. I said that the feet were off-limit… You seem to be forgetting that.” Leah reminded her tickle trainee. Sarah immediately stopped.
“NO PLEASE! KEEP SCRATCHING” Emilia pleaded.
“Shit… sorry I forgot…. Urmmm… sorry, I’ll go back to her sides… Forgive me, my mistake” Sarah responded, her wild side now timid in the face of the situation.
“I’ll forgive you….. for now….” Leah cautioned her.
The torment of Emilia continued as Kara and Georgia’s fingers continued to scurry around inside of the warm, oily hollows and Jess and Sarah’s hands treated her torso. The screams continued as Leah’s nails slowly traced along the exposed skin of the woman’s thighs. Leah looked at the woman’s friends, all engrossed in the torture without an ounce of sympathy.
“Hey… so I was wondering if any of you were missing being on the receiving end… anyone fancy joining out little loser here?” Leah asked, quieter than the screams being emitted.
“No… I’m good thanks” Jess responded, her brush not stopping as she answered.
“Same here, I’m having too much fun and deserve this reward” Sarah added.
“Kara?.... Hello… Earth to Kara” Leah asked as Kara was fixated on the torment of her friend’s underarm.
“Sorry… what?”
“What do you say… yes or no?” Leah asked again, keeping things simple.
“Oh… yeah sure I guess… whatever works.” Kara responded
“Brilliant… Georgia… Sarah… Jess... could you do the honours, I’ll be back in a moment.” Leah ordered. Kara was taken by surprise as her friends pounced on her and held her. Her eyes popped open as Leah returned with the second dental chair that she had previously been released from. Kara was strong and could easily take on each of the four women, but when together, she was no match. A few moments later, she was tied back up as Emilia was, her toes were tied and her arms above her head.
“LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW! I SWEAR TO GOD…. I DIDN’T HEAR YOU THIS ISN’T FAIR! THIS IS ILLEGAL” Kara pleaded. She thought that Leah was asking if she wanted to torment Em even more, not volunteer to be back in this blasted chair. Leah wasn’t sure able the exact contractual legality of what she just did but she could always bluff her way out with legal jargon and some far-flung hidden clause somewhere on the contract if needed.
“Sorry Kara… You were very clear with your answer… And thanks for being so kind to keep your sports clothes on, we all know it isn’t as fun if you tickle spots are covered up. Now one issue… this tent sadly isn’t big enough to lock two chairs down… Georgia, any suggestions?” Leah asked.
“I mean… the main stage is looking rather lonely so I guess we could give the crowd a surprise encore.” Georgia suggested.
“What a good idea! Sarah, Jess could you accompany Georgia and entertain the crowd for a bit, I’ll stay here to ensure our Grand Loser still gets what she deserves. Anyway, Kara enjoy your gift for the remaining hour.” Leah ordered.
“ONE HOUR!” both bound women shouted in unison.
“I thought it was almost over” Emilia added, she just wanted this nightmare to end.
“Oh shush… enjoy your break because trust me, I’ll be doing fair worse than what those three will with Kara.” Leah teased.
With that, a begging Kara was wheeled out of the tent by Georgia, with Jess and Sarah following close behind. Leah giggled as moments later she could hear Georgia in the distance explaining on the microphone to a gathering audience. Leah went back to her bound victim, happy to have some alone time to torture the exposed flesh. She went behind the back of Emilia and placed her face in the gap between one of Emilia’s arms and head, resting her own head on Em’s shoulder.
“So… I’ve got you all alone now, trust me… by the end of this you truly will regret losing that contest... Did you enjoy all that teasing on your thighs? You can thank me for that… Now, one more hour of tickle torture, where do you want me to start?”
“No please! Please, just let me out…. I can’t take anymore tickling…. Please let me out, we can go and join in with Kara! She deserves it.” Emilia pleaded.
“My my, you have changed your tone. I thought you wouldn’t have tickled Kara if she had lost. Maybe you’re a little minx. Tell you what if you want a break from the tickling, there is one more option for you in the contract, hidden away on the last page for special occasions.”
“In… In the contract… what?” Emilia stuttered. She needed the tickling to stop but nothing good had come out of that contract. She shivered as Leah leaned in and whispered.
“Sometimes… well let’s say sometimes our losers can get quite worked up with all the sensations. Add in the heat and these wonderful candles… surely after all that thigh tickling you must be begging for someone to excite you…” Leah teased, a risky move but one she had pulled off before with some other losers.
“WHAT! Are you insane! What if someone sees!” Emilia snapped back.
“Hehe don’t worry. Now that Kara is being tickled, nobody is coming this far back and like I said, this is a private area. Nobody will hear us. I completely understand if you don’t want it, in that case, lets get back to the tickling… now I’m a master at using a hairbrush on both soles…. And those armpits look a bit sweaty again, I think I need to lick them clean again.”
“NO! NO! NO! NO TICKLING…. OK…. Just do it!”
“Ok what… spit it out sweety, it’s in the contract but I still need you to clearly agree”
“Just… just… just… anything but tickling.” Emilia responded, once again bright red with embarrassment.
“Awww, thank you. You’ll love it trust me. I mean there will be tickling but it saves you a bit of tickle time. Anyway, I’ll be blunt… I’m going to unlock both of your feet stocks and remove your pants. Don’t be shy, I’ve seen it all before… it’s just me and you, no judging at all.” Leah comforted her bound loser. Emilia reluctantly nodded and didn’t fight back as Leah removed her sports shorts before locking both her feet back up and tying each toes back.
“Oh my… it’ll be ok won’t it… you promise less tickling?”
“Don’t worry sweety, there will be a bit less tickling for now I promise. And don’t worry, Georgia put a Do Not Disturb sign up when she left with Kara before. We’re experts remember. I must say, you looked hot and now you look super hot. Did you enjoy my thigh teasing before?”
“I…. urm… I… It… It was nice… Only because of the tickling being worse everywhere else.” Emilia responded, for the first time she was almost glad she had the blindfold one, the situation would have killed her if she made eye contact with this sultry tickler.
“Sure… ok, just because of that… well my super sexy ticklee, I’m going to show you why we are truly in the Adult Zone. Remember if you want it to stop at any point should ‘Black’ and we’ll just go back to normal tickling”
Back on the main stage the crowd had returned en masse after hearing Georgia’s announcement and cheered as Kara’s chair was locked in place. Nobody knew why she was back in the chair having won but they weren’t complaining. Georgia had wasted no time and wanted to make the most of this hour. Lotion was poured all over Kara’s toetied soles and Jess and Sarah were instructed to have no mercy. The result was immense as screams echoed out from the stage, so loud that any noise coming out of the Tent of Laughter and Tent of Despair could have been drowned out. Kara despised the feeling of the plastic bristles rapidly gliding across her taunt soles, the oil only heightening her sensitivity. Kara only now began to feel a hint of sympathy for what she had just made her friend go through, somewhere there was a God laughing at the well-deserved karma being handed out. At her upper body, Georgia had started with a few playful pokes of Kara’s sides before she rubbed lotion across Kara’s stomach and ribs. She decided to give Kara a dose of underarm treatment that Emilia had classified as a war crime. Georgia leaned in and began licking Kara’s left armpit. It wasn’t as smooth as Emilia’s, but she continued to lick, knowing it was only adding to Kara’s torment. She used her hands to playfully poke again at the toned flesh of Kara’s torso.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD STOOOOPPPPP. NOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I WON! I WON! EM LOST NOT ME. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
“Maybe you should have listened harder then Kara. Sarah, I think we need to pick up the pace don’t you think?” Jess joked.
“NO… HAHAHAHAHA. DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I’LL KILL YOU ALL…. URGHHH STOP LICKING ME AS WELL!” Kara screamed, nobody listened.
Back in the Tent of Despair, Emilia truly was starting to understand why it was in the Adult Zone, although Leah had already gone back on her promise of no tickling. Emilia couldn’t see what it was but something cold was moving backwards and forwards inside of her, its vibrations only adding to the gently tracing of Leah’s nails on her thighs. Leah was in paradise at that moment; she had wanted to do this all day.
“You seem to be liking it. I love this part, I always consider it an experiment. You’ll be moaning soon, and I want to see what my super sexy victim does. Do you try to hold it in, or do you let it all out? You know, this vibrator is only on 50% and you’re already squirming.”
“No… Leah stop… No….” Emilia muttered
“Stop? You seem to be enjoying it? Say the word and I stop, but remember…” Leah reached down from Emilia’s thighs and began to slowly trace her nails over one of Emilia’s soles.
“HEHEHEHEHE… NO… NO… Tickling… no… oh god…” Emilia begged. Leah tickled her soles for a few more seconds before moving back to the thighs and groin as Em edged closer and closer to a release to the point where for the first time in hours her laughter and begging had turned into moans. She squirmed in her chair as Leah continued stimulate her with the vibrator and her nails traced gently along her thighs. Leah changed the angle of the toy and Emilia’s back began to arch in reaction.
“That’s it, go on I’ll be nice and let you cum” Leah said. Just as it looked like Emilia was about to blow, she screamed out something that Leah wasn’t expecting.
“PLEASE! BLACK! I’ve never cummed before!”
Leah stopped everything. Even under the blindfold Emilia could feel more eyes on her now than when she was first on stage. Then she felt her blindfold being removed and saw Leah’s face in shock, hers bright red and ashamed.
“You’ve never had an orgasm? You? I’m mean look at you, yeah you’re a bit shy but probably the hottest girl I’ve ever had the pleasure to torture. Your friends said you had a boyfriend in the past?” Leah explained.
Emilia looked at her in embarrassment. “We did have sex but he never managed to excite me like that”. Her face now the colour of the brightest red tomato. Everyone again went silent at this next shocking admission.
“Well, maybe I can let the contract slide for once, I suppose you’ve been tortured a lot today. Maybe for once I’ll go nice on a loser and let you out.” Leah reassured Emilia, placing her hands gently on Em’s thighs.
“NO! Just get on with it…. Please” Emilia responded timidly. After some further reassuring to Leah that she was ok, Leah got back into position.
“My sweet Emmy, as this is your first time I have something special which I don’t normally do.” Leah said teasingly, her warm breath making Emilia shiver. As one of Leah’s hands once again began to tease her thigh, Em felt Leah’s other hand slowly spread her labia and a warm tongue begin to explore her womanhood.
Kara was not given the pleasure of being pleasured. Her torment had only ramped up since she was first wheeled back onto the main stage. It had only taken a few minutes before her attempted squirms had led to her being another sweaty mess as her skin glistened from the mixture of sweat and lotion. Her two friends had been ordered to slow down their scrubbing of her soles and had now instead given Kara a first-hand experience with forks as the prongs glided across her vulnerable, oily soles. Kara screams left her mouth, only interrupted by the odd gasp for air or words of begging but nothing stopped the metal monsters from dragging across her arches. For the first time truly today, Kara regretted what she had put her friend through who was still stuck in the Tent of Despair. She couldn’t handle the brushes and forks after only a small dose of them, never mind the previous hours which she had eagerly encouraged for Emilia. She also knew one more thing, her friends were not going to show her any mercy for this final hour of tickling and unless she broke the restraints, she was going to have to endure the suffering.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHHHHHHHHH STOP! STOP! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT! NOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHA” she roared.
“Coochie coo Kara, do you honestly think these toes are wriggling out of these ties any time soon? I’m going to tickle, tickle, tickle them all night long” Sarah jested.
“I think we should go back to the brushes. Shouldn’t we Sarah?” Jess added.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
Georgia, more restrained then the two free friends, knew that everyone had a limit, even tough women like Kara. She had ordered the two others to stop tickling and give Kara a quick break. Only a quick one. She too liked to play mind-games like Leah and Kara was about to be given a test. Kara was thankful that the foot tickling had stopped, she was less thankful to hear about her game. Georgia had instructed Jess and Sarah to position themselves at Kara’s upper body with Jess next to her tummy, and Sarah behind her, ready to attack her armpits. Georgia’s instructions were simple, she would trace letters with her nails onto Kara’s soles and if she guessed the word correctly, she’d get a quick break but if she guessed wrong, well Kara understood that part. Georgia stated off easy, and Kara guessed it correctly despite the sharp sensations of Georgia’s nails. Georgia ramped things up with some trickier words but Kara continued her streak. Georgia, expecting this, then ordered Jess and Sarah to lightly begin tickling her upper body whilst she spelled the words out. This ended Kara’s streak and soon she failed on the next word, resulting in an order for Jess and Sarah to dig in for several minutes. Her friends didn’t hesitate.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HOW AM I SUPPOSRED TO GET IT RIGHT WHEN THEY’RE TICKLING ME. ITS NOT FUCKING FAIR AHHHHHHHHH” Kara shouted, as the crowd cheered to her failure.
Kara failed several more times and her tickling continued. Jess decided that she punishments she include raspberries across her tummy, whilst Sarah began to play with Kara by wriggling her nails over Kara’s biceps several times before diving back into the underarms. Both repeated this several times, now doubting whether their friend could spell at all. Georgia knew that their time with Kara was soon coming to an end and decided to treat the crowd to one last display of why any woman would be a fool to volunteer for these games.
“Ok guys, stop please. Kara, I’m giving you one last round. To make it fair to you, Jess and Sarah won’t tickle you whilst I trace the letters on your soles. Be very careful though, if you fail this one, well, Jess and Sarah will spend the last 10 minutes with the dreadful hairbrushes.” This made Kara squirm and plead again but she calmed down when Georgia began to spell the word out. Kara gave everything to get the answer right and when Georgia stopped, Kara gave her answer.
“Pulchindous? Sounds like something out of a spelling bee but that was it.” She answered confidently. Moments later, her screams echoed out as the hairbrushes were told to give a final farewell to her soles.
“Sorry Kara, it was Pulchritudinous… it means beautiful.” Georgia informed her.
“I FUCKING SAID THAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
“Not quite, girls… give the crowd their encore.”
Pulchritudinous is a word Leah would have used to describe Emilia, her face was now fully wedged between Emilia’s thighs as she licked and licked. Leah loved the feeling of Emilia’s soft thighs on each side of her face, acting as cushions for her own cheeks. She licked and licked as her hands made gentle, playful tickly teases of thighs and knees of her bound loser. Leah’s experiment was proven correct again as the giggles of ticklish laughter soon made way to moans. Emilia didn’t know how to feel, she had never experienced her body reacting like this and she felt betrayed by how her body made her react in front of what was nothing but a stranger several hours ago. Down in her womanhood, something was building up and building up as a warm tongue teased her. Eventually, the teasing and excitement of the past few hours of thigh tickling soon collapsed her world and her head fell back into a blissful paradise. It wasn’t how she expected to experience her first orgasm, and definitely not from a woman, but at that moment in time, she forgot about everything. Leah lifted her head and began to kiss along Emilia’s groins and thighs before leaning into Emilia and surprising her with a long kiss, the tongue that had tormented Em now tasting the inside of her mouth. Between the orgasm and the kiss Emilia was speechless, and not in her usual shy way. That was until Leah leaned into her ear and whispered something that sent a chill down her spine.
“My, my I think I enjoyed that almost as much as you… I forgot to warn you though, orgasms can make you quite sensitive for a bit…”
Some in the crowd may have suggested that they heard a faint scream mixed in with Kara’s, that may have been the case when Leah once again began to tickle the taunt soles of the woman bound in front of her. Emilia’s pleasure paradise was soon teleported back to her hell as the tickling sensations shot up her body. Leah slowly worked her way up her body tickling every inch of skin available. After a few pokes of her ribs, the tickling stopped, and Emilia finally knew that her torment was over. She felt the toeties be undone and the foot restraints released as Leah placed her sports shorts back on her. Her eyes readjusted as the blindfold was removed, and Leah smiled directly into her eyes. Her torment was finally over.
“Almost there sunshine, but there’s still 5 minutes left, and I must say, those underarms look like they need one more final tickling…….”
Georgia, Jess, Sarah, and a now-released albeit slightly fuming Kara finally entered the Tent of Despair and were greeted by Leah. Oblivious to what had just happened in the tent, they saw their friend, now free from her bondage, and fast asleep on the very chair that had exhausted her.
“She’s been asleep for a few minutes, I think it’s best not to wake her for a bit, she’s had a hell of a day thanks to you guys. There’s a shower in the campervan, feel free to use it and then get changed back into your clothes, leave these clothes on the table…. Oh, and don’t forget your cash prizes from your lockers.”
Emilia woke back up sometime later to see her friends, showered and changed speaking with Leah and Georgia. All hugged her and teased her about her lively day before Leah told her to get a refreshing shower, an offer which she was very much happy to accept. For a second bliss of the day, Emilia was so relieved when the cold water of the shower finally washed all of the sweat and lotion off of her tormented body. After drying herself and changing back into her normal clothes, she exited the campervan to see her friends still speaking with Leah and Georgia.
“Hey Em, I think we’re going to go to a nice bar after this to get a well-deserved drink.” Kara informed her.
“Yeah, hey do you to want to come as well. Leah? Georgia?” Sarah added.
“Thanks for the offer, guys, I’d love a cocktail but unfortunately we’ve got to help tidy up the Tent of Laughter.” Leah politely declined.
“Yeah, maybe some other time. Besides, we have another show to put on tomorrow, never a good idea if you’re hungover. Maybe you four could give us your numbers, we’ll definitely take up your offer sometime” Georgia asked. The six women exchanged their numbers, and the four friends began to leave the area until Kara decided to make one last closing remark.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you Em, we’ve had so much fun today that we’ve signed you up for the main event again tomorrow!”
Emilia’s eyes widened, she couldn’t tell if Kara had just made a joke or if it was true, either way this really was her summer fair nightmare…
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So there we have the finale to the story. It was my first one but I have a few more ideas about two potential follow-up stories if people would be interest about other people taking on the challenges at the fair. Although I don't want to do too many stories of this as it's already quite a 'well-done' situation.
Happy to hear feedback about what you think of this story, or if you have any suggestions for other stories.
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/
Part 2a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-2a.448988/
Part 2b: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-2b.449135/
Part 3a: https://www.ticklingforum.com/threads/summer-fair-nightmare-part-3a.449787/
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Summer Fair Nightmare (Part 3b)
Emilia’s blindfold kept her from seeing where Leah and Georgia were wheeling her to, but she had guessed by the direction that she had been taken backstage. Her three friends had followed behind, constantly reminding her of their disappointment that she was on a break and how eager they were to see what awaited. As she was pushed along, the sound of laughter got louder and for once it was not her own.
“Oh, if you can hear anything, that’s the Tent of Laughter… always fun in there. A lot of women hate being sent in there once they’ve lost but trust me, they deserve it. There’s nothing better than watching someone pay a donation to enter thinking that they can tickle a loser, only for one of us to get them to play a minigame and lose. We’re great manipulators... I mean persuaders. Jess, Kara, Sarah… sure you guys don’t want to play another game in there… it can be arranged?” Leah asked. All three women politely declined, stating that they couldn’t wait to restart the torment.
Emilia listened in to the mixture of laughter and screams inside the tent, questioning why she hadn’t just played a minigame with less punishment than what she was currently going through. They kept on wheeling her chair past the tent as the sounds died down. The next thing she knew, she could hear the flaps of another tent being opened before she was moved again. She assumed she was now inside the tent, it was much more humid and there was a smell of scented candles in the air.
“Welcome everyone… to the dreaded Tent of Despair! I know it’s quite small, but we can all get in.” Leah instructed.
“It’s not as scary as I thought, I love those candles.” Jess remarked.
“Oh, don’t worry… it’s not supposed to be some torture dungeon… it’s the Tent of Despair for the Grand Loser.” Georgia responded.
Leah and Georgia secured the chair into fixings on the floor of the tent and closed the door. The staff members and the three winners all gathered around their victim. Leah decided to get going again. She removed Emilia’s blindfold for a moment…
Leah looked over to Kara who was happily enjoying the scene in front of her, relived that she was not tied up.
“Kara, did you know you had a wet patch before when we tickled your thighs?” Georgia asked her and for the first time today Kara was silent, her face the second to be blushing in the tent.
“Its ok, don’t worry, it’s quite a normal reaction for some people. I mean yes it tickles, but the feeling of dozens of female fingers exploring your body is hot. Anyway friends, normally we leave this part for the last hour…. But I accidently found out that you friend stuck here has also started to display this same behaviour as I was teasing her thighs.” Leah added, Emilia’s face now so red that it was about to burst. “Oh don’t worry… I’m only teasing you”
“Luckily for us, that gives us two hours to give you lots and lots and lots of thigh tickling Em!” Georgia cheered.
“TWO HOURS! No… Please!” Emilia cried, she had thought that the whole thing was almost over.
“Awww surely little sexy Em can handle a bit of thigh tickling… She’s being nice to you, I certainly won’t. You could do with a bit of action for once Em…” Kara chuckled. Leah leaned into Emilia and began to place the blindfold back over her eyes. Staring into her eyes Leah spoke softly.
“Single?”. Emilia just nodded in response before her world went dark again.
Emilia sat in silence, embarrassed by conversation everyone just had, and fearing of what awaited. ‘TWO HOURS! Shit, I didn’t think that there was that much time left! I can’t do this.’ she thought. Her three friends all sat around her, waiting for Leah to get started again.
“So… who wants to play a contest… everyone but Emilia I assume, well tough luck for her but I’m in the mood for another contest… Girlies, let’s find out which of the three of you is the best tickler then. Emilia, I’m going to let each of these have a go at tickling your feet and I want you to tell us which is the best one…. Well, I suppose worst in your case.” Leah explained as she poured a fresh layer of baby oil over the woman’s feet. She pointed at Sarah and gestured her to begin.
Emilia’s laughter filled the tent as her break was over. Sarah had begun by targeting the two pads of her friend’s soles just below her toes before she began dragging all her fingers down the oily soles. The fingers made this trip up and down many times, Sarah’s short sharp nails only heightening the jolts of ticklishness registering in Emilia’s brain. Sarah did every trick in the book to tickle her friend, trying to remember any technique which her tickler had used on herself and then repeating it on the canvas in front of her. Her nails made a few more trips up across the arches before Sarah remember that she was in a contest, well another one. ‘Best tickler remember, I need to pick it up’ she thought to herself. That’s when she looked and saw a box of tools that Leah had placed next to the chair. After getting confirmation from Leah that tools were a fair game, Sarah picked up a plastic hairbrush and began scrubbing it all over the left sole of her friend. Laughter turned to screams as the oil allowed for the firm bristles to easily glide over the sole. Sarah brushed every part of the sole before repeating the whole process on the right foot. Leah and Georgia watched on, impressed at how much Sarah had learnt from her earlier tutoring session.
“Coochie coo Ems, I think you know that I’m the best tickler don’t you. I’m going to tickle you silly!” she teased.
“Hahahahahahaha nooo Sarah stopppp please hahahahahahaha!”
Georgia called time and everyone clapped Sarah for her effort as Emilia regained her breath. Leah topped up the oil on Em’s feet. Emilia liked that Sarah had stopped, what she didn’t like was Georgia telling Kara that it was her turn. Kara wasted no time and soon she was slowly tracing her pointy nails across the taunt arches knowing that Leah had said that slow tickles were her friend’s weakness. Tortured giggles poured out in the tent as Kara kept a perfectly consistent speed, often travelling down the same winkles that Leah had previously visited. Time past and Kara then also decided to adopt the hairbrush as she scrubbed up and down the soles. Tortured giggles became tortured laughter. Kara continued to scrub until something shiny caught the edge of her eye in the toolbox.
“What’s this?” she picked up the object and asked the two staff members.
“Oh… that’s a good one, I was going to use it later. I love using it. If you’re going to use it, do it slowly.” Leah suggested. Emilia sat in confusion, dreading what awaited. Emilia shuddered as four metal points then began to slowly trace across the centre of her arches. Her laughter was that of squeals and giggles, but it was absolute torture to the girl in black. The four prongs traced along the taunt skin in a uniformity that the tracing nails couldn’t match and this was something that made the whole thing worse. For a change, Emilia knew exactly where on her sole would be tickled by the prongs next just by the direction they were travelling and after hours of uncertainty, this drove her mad.
“EEEKKKK hehehehehehe… Ahhhh Kara stop! Hehehehehehehehe”
“Wow, I never knew a fork a fork could tickle someone!” Kara gleefully announced.
“Yeah I hate them, there’s two in the box by the way… one second… ah, here’s the other one.” Georgia added.
“NO PLEASE!” Emilia begged. Kara soon added a second fork to her friend’s other sole. Kara had her fun with the two forks for a bit before her time was over.
Jess was next up and went back to the hairbrush, seemingly to have daydreamed during Kara’s session. She scrubbed the brush up and down the pair of soles to elicit screams from her friend. As she scrubbed one foot, she occasionally used her nails to poke in between the toes of the other foot. Eventually, time was called on her go as well.
Emilia was relieved as Leah took her blindfold off and gave her another drink of cold water. She watched as Georgia went out of the tent as her friends and Leah chatted. She sat there replenishing her lungs. Georgia returned holding some objects that widened her friends’ eyes.
“What the hell are they!” Kara proclaimed.
“These… these are the next part of our little best tickler contest.” Georgia responded as she fixed three small portable foot stocks into the floor fittings of the tent. She placed three cushions on the floor behind them and then attached a metal pole vertically into the ground behind the cushions.
“Ok, so into these you lot.” Leah instructed.
“WHAT! FUCK THAT. No chance.” Kara responded.
“Yeah, you won’t be getting me back into those” added Sarah
“Or me” added Jess. Leah went out of the tent and came back with a blank contract.
“Ok, so let’s see…. You each signed one of these… urrmm… ah here it is. Section 5.4… Any contestant who enters the Tent of Despair and takes part in the tickling of another contestant is eligible to be required to enter back into a bondage frame for further tickling of their own body following any games played within the tent…. More legal jargon da da da… and… failure to follow the instructions of a staff member within the tent is punishable by the removal of any prize money previously won by the affected contestant. In other words… in the stocks or no money, all that hard work before would be all for nothing. And correct me if I am wrong… all three of you nipped into the caravan and put your prize money into the lockers didn’t you. So, it seems to me you have two options, you get in those stocks for a bit, or you lose your prize money and are escorted back to the public area. Besides not all of you will be tickled in the stocks.” Leah explained to the three friends.
“Shit!” Kara added. All three friends hesitated and what to do next. None of them wanted to be tickled again but none of them wanted to lose the cash prize they had worked hard for before. That, and they wanted another chance to tickle their friend. Emilia watched on at the spectacle and for once, her amused giggles were not the result of tickling.
Reluctantly, with the thought of no other option, all three friends sat on the cushions and placed their feet into the portable stocks. They were asked to place their hands above their heads and Georgia tied them with handcuffs to a pole behind each woman. The three friends shuffled around to test out the restraints. They were nowhere near as sturdy as the previous chairs, but they did their job to keep the women in position. They watched as Leah used a wet towel to wipe the oil from Emilia’s feet.
“Soooo… thank you for making the right decision. Now, our tickly Ems here has a decision to make. Emilia, who do you think was the best tickler?” Leah asked her.
“Urrmmm… Urm………. Kara” she muttered. Kara cheered at her second victory of the day.
“Well congratulations Kara, and now for you two Jess and Sarah, well I think you know what the forfeit is for losing.”
“Do I… urm… Do I get to tickle them….” Emilia squeaked up.
“You?... Oh no silly haha… No you’re in the Tent of Despair remember… Now me and Georgia can’t tickle you and them at the same time but luckily for us we have a solution!”
The three friends watched on as Leah placed the blindfold back over Emilia’s eyes and put some gloves on. Confused, they watched as Leah opened a bottle of white powder and began to rub it all over Emilia’s taunt soles and in between her toes. Leah took the gloves off and everyone watched for a few seconds before Emilia began to twitch.
“Ahhhh… shit it itches… ah take it off…. Ahhhh”
“Well of course it does silly, what do you think itching powder does!” Georgia added
“Yep, enjoy that for a while Ems, we have some other tootsies to punish.” Leah added.
“WAIT NO! PLEASE DON’T DO THIS… EMS TELL THEM I WAS THE BEST! NO PLEASE!” Sarah pleaded.
“I WON.. I WON BEFORE… DON’T TICKLE ME!” Jess also pleaded.
“Sorry girls, you lose this contest and besides we gave you a choice.” Georgia responded.
Kara watched in content as the pleading of three voices filled the air of the tent. She had decided that it wasn’t the Tent of Despair to herself, but instead it was the Tent of Victory as her friends suffered on. Jess and Sarah had one benefit that Emilia hadn’t had for her tickling session and that was that they had no blindfold so could see when Georgia and Leah began their attack. This didn’t stop the instant squeals of laughter that were emitted from them as both women truly began to remember what the ticklish sensations that they had been inflicting on their friend felt like. There were no toeties on the portable stocks, so the four feet did their best to shoot out of the way of the nails. No matter where the feet moved, the nails of Leah and Georgia seemed to home in on them. Sarah frantically tried to free herself and squired around as much as possible, even trying to break the pole behind her. Leah knew that this was a useless effort and that the fittings would hold. Sarah’s frantic scrunching and shifting of her feet led to Leah having to hold one foot taunt at a time whilst using her other hand to scribble across the sole. Georgia had managed to lock her nails into each gap between Jess’ toes and scratched around on the soft skin. This foot tickling continued for several minutes, with no sign of the laughter dying down.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA FUCKKKKK HAHAHAHAHAHAHA” Sarah screamed.
“HAHA NOT MY TOES, GEORGIA PLEASE STOPPPP. HAHAHAHA” Jess joined in.
“Ahhhhh get it off… take it OFF!” Emilia pleaded in the background.
“Sorry guys, you three truly are LOSERS!” Kara teased.
Eventually the tickling stopped with Sarah and Jess now sweating and gulping down air. Emilia was also relieved of her torment as Leah used a wet towel to wipe the powder off her feet. Georgia brought out a mini spinning wheel, eager to start the next game.
“Ok… so who wants to play a new game? Kara… Jess... Sarah… No? Well, me and Georgia do! So, we’re going to spin this wheel twice and Em here will have a choice to make. Out of the two spots, where does she want to be tickled and where will one of you be tickled.” Leah explained. Emilia, Sarah and Jess began pleading, all wanting to be released.
“WAIT! You said that not all of us would be tickled if we agreed to get in these stocks!” Kara added.
“Yeah… about that… somewhere in that contract is a clause about us staff members maybe not always telling the truth… anyway… let’s begin!” Leah responded with a smirk on her face.
“FUCKING BITCHES!” Kara shot back.
“Careful now Kara, we were going to go down the line, but we can always just do every round on you!” Georgia teased.
“OK! OK… just get on with it.”
“So, lets spin for the first two spots… And the first spot is…. Legs/thighs… oooo I’m sure everyone would want that one. And the next spot is…. Stomach. So, Em, legs or sides… where do you want to be tickled and where do you want Jess to be tickled?” Georgia asked.
“NO, NO, NO! Em please I’m sorry I tickled you. NOT MY SIDES!” Jess begged her friend. There was silence until Em made her first choice.
“Urmmm…. I want the legs.”
Two sets of laughter began to compete against each other as the tickling started. Georgia was more than happy to begin digging her fingers into Jess’ sides as her victim tried to squirm out of the way. Eventually, due to Jess’ squirming, Georgia had no choice but to wrap her arms around Jess to keep her in place and then began kneading into the soft skin. Occasionally, she would swirl a finger around in Jess’ bellybutton. Emilia had been shocked when Leah first started her tickling. Emilia had expected for Leah to begin gently teasing her thighs and was taken by surprise when ten fingers began to squeeze her knees.
“Sorry Em, I can’t be nice all the time to you.” Leah joked before moving down to the kneecaps. She was more fortunate as her ticklee was locked up far more securely than Georgia’s. After a few squeezes of the kneecaps, she decided to treat her ticklee and spent the rest of the time gently teasing the thighs. Jess was not as fortunate and received a full treatment on her sides.
Once the tickling stopped, Georgia span the wheel twice again for Emilia’s second choice. What Emilia heard sent a shiver down her. Everyone baring Sarah laughed at the choice Em had to make.
“Ooooo sorry Ems, that’s very bad luck. So, the choice for you and Sarah is armpits and armpits. I would just get into it but I’m going to need you to say it” Leah explained.
“Urrmmmm…”
“Say Please tickle my armpits and I’ll be nice to you.” Leah teased.
“Urm…………. Urm…….. Please tickle my armpits.”
“With pleasure!”
Georgia and Leah dived straight into it again as both ticklees once again screamed. For Sarah, this was her first time truly having her underarms tickled for more than a few seconds. Georgia’s nails began to scribble over the wet skin to a reaction of pleads. It wasn’t as bad as the foot tickling for Sarah, but with her arms locked over head there was nothing she could do to stop it. Her pits had a slight stubbly feel to Georgia’s fingers compared to Emilia’s, but the sweat allowed for her nails to glide over them. Leah had told Emilia that she would be nice. Emilia was not sure what Leah’s definition of nice was as she felt Leah’s hands enter her hallows with a fresh set of baby oil on them. Leah’s nails scribbled around inside of Em’s hallows, having already expertly mapped out the skin in order to unleash havoc. Georgia was digging her nails into the skin between Sarah’s pits and breasts, eliciting screams as Sarah did her best to shake of her tormenter. The underarm tickling continued for several more minutes, with Sarah finding it unbearable as Georgia teasingly traced her nails along Sarah’s biceps several times before dipping into the pits. Eventually, both ticklees were relieved once the tickling stopped.
“Holy shit! That was bad! I can’t remember the last time I had my armpits tickled that bad.” Sarah said.
Georgia spun the wheel for the third time, with Kara and Emilia both nervous for what awaited.
“Ok…. So, the first spot is…. ooo ribs. Now let’s spin to see the second choice………. And it is……. o oh, it’s the dreaded feet. Ok, Em, whose having what?” Georgia asked.
“NO! NO! NO! Let me out! I don’t care about the money! I want out!” Kara pleaded.
“Sorry Kara, all decisions are final until the game is over.”
“Urmmm…. Urm…. Are Kara’s feet toetied?” Emilia asked.
“EM!”
“They aren’t sadly, but yours are… so do you really want to pick feet for yourself? To me that sounds a bit silly having your feet tickled.” Leah questioned.
“NO! PLEASE EM. I’M SORRY. I PROMISE I WON’T TICKLE YOU ANYMORE. PLEASE NOT MY FEET”
“I’m sorry, I can’t take it on my feet…. I’m sorry, I want the ribs”
Kara’s screams burst her friends’ eardrums as the sensations that she thought she had escaped had returned to her sensitive soles. Georgia’s nails wriggled over the two soles and followed them to wherever they moved to in an attempt to escape. Kara’s only saving grace was that the toe ties were not there holding her feet in place and for the next few minutes, she was determined to make it as hard as possible for Georgia to get her feet. Leah on the other hand had two taunt soles at her disposal and she had decided to subject her own ticklee to slow nail tracing over her soles. After a few minutes, Georgia decided to truly remind Kara of her fears with the screams only increased as Kara felt Georgia grab hold of one foot and begin to scrub a hairbrush over her arch. Fairgoers across the fair may have even hear the guttural screams of Kara. Eventually time was up, and Jess, Kara and Sarah were relieved when Georgia and Leah began to release them from their bondage.
“Ok guys, I hope you had fun playing those games. Me and Georgia certainly did! So let’s no waste any time, we still have a Grand Loser at our disposal. Kara, you can help Georgia on her underarms, I have a feeling you want some revenge after her recent decision. Sarah and Jess, you guys focus on her ribs and tummy. I’m going to give her a second dose of the itching powder.” Leah instructed.
“NO! No please, no itching powder… No tickling….” Emilia cried out.
“Awww I’m sorry Ems, you heard Leah, you’re the Grand Loser.” Sarah reminded her.
Emilia was not given anymore time to compose and prepare herself as her eager friends closed in like vultures and 20 fingers explored her upper body. The sensation of these nails was soon joined by the feeling of a soft makeup brush travelling up and down her soles. Compared to the fingers attacking her sides and armpits, the brush felt like an act of mercy whilst the woman momentarily forgot what Leah had just said. That act of mercy soon became another act of despair and soon the pleads to stop the tickling were joined by more pleads to take the powder off.
“Ok everyone, feet are off-limits for now whilst our magic powder does it’s stuff” Leah instructed.
The tormentors continued their work across the exposed flesh as laughter continued to ring out on deaf ears, or maybe happy ears. Minutes and minutes passed as nails scribbled along the warm flesh of armpits, and fingers poked at the taunt skin of the woman’s torso. Leah, satisfied with the effects of the itching powder, had joined back in and had decided to give some attention back to the woman’s thighs. Minutes and minutes passed as Leah switched between squeezing the groins and tracing her nails softly across the thighs, Emilia’s laughter heightening when Leah performed the former action. Minutes and minutes passed as the ticklers eyes fixated on their target spots.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA STOOOPPPP PLEAASSSE!..... HAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT!.... ANYWHERE…. FUCK IT ITCHES SO BAD…”
“Awww does Ems want here feet scratching?... Coochie coochie cooo!” Sarah taunted as she reached over and began to scribble her nails over one of Emilia’s soles, now a white blanket of powder.
“Ahem…. Sarah…. I said that the feet were off-limit… You seem to be forgetting that.” Leah reminded her tickle trainee. Sarah immediately stopped.
“NO PLEASE! KEEP SCRATCHING” Emilia pleaded.
“Shit… sorry I forgot…. Urmmm… sorry, I’ll go back to her sides… Forgive me, my mistake” Sarah responded, her wild side now timid in the face of the situation.
“I’ll forgive you….. for now….” Leah cautioned her.
The torment of Emilia continued as Kara and Georgia’s fingers continued to scurry around inside of the warm, oily hollows and Jess and Sarah’s hands treated her torso. The screams continued as Leah’s nails slowly traced along the exposed skin of the woman’s thighs. Leah looked at the woman’s friends, all engrossed in the torture without an ounce of sympathy.
“Hey… so I was wondering if any of you were missing being on the receiving end… anyone fancy joining out little loser here?” Leah asked, quieter than the screams being emitted.
“No… I’m good thanks” Jess responded, her brush not stopping as she answered.
“Same here, I’m having too much fun and deserve this reward” Sarah added.
“Kara?.... Hello… Earth to Kara” Leah asked as Kara was fixated on the torment of her friend’s underarm.
“Sorry… what?”
“What do you say… yes or no?” Leah asked again, keeping things simple.
“Oh… yeah sure I guess… whatever works.” Kara responded
“Brilliant… Georgia… Sarah… Jess... could you do the honours, I’ll be back in a moment.” Leah ordered. Kara was taken by surprise as her friends pounced on her and held her. Her eyes popped open as Leah returned with the second dental chair that she had previously been released from. Kara was strong and could easily take on each of the four women, but when together, she was no match. A few moments later, she was tied back up as Emilia was, her toes were tied and her arms above her head.
“LET ME OUT RIGHT NOW! I SWEAR TO GOD…. I DIDN’T HEAR YOU THIS ISN’T FAIR! THIS IS ILLEGAL” Kara pleaded. She thought that Leah was asking if she wanted to torment Em even more, not volunteer to be back in this blasted chair. Leah wasn’t sure able the exact contractual legality of what she just did but she could always bluff her way out with legal jargon and some far-flung hidden clause somewhere on the contract if needed.
“Sorry Kara… You were very clear with your answer… And thanks for being so kind to keep your sports clothes on, we all know it isn’t as fun if you tickle spots are covered up. Now one issue… this tent sadly isn’t big enough to lock two chairs down… Georgia, any suggestions?” Leah asked.
“I mean… the main stage is looking rather lonely so I guess we could give the crowd a surprise encore.” Georgia suggested.
“What a good idea! Sarah, Jess could you accompany Georgia and entertain the crowd for a bit, I’ll stay here to ensure our Grand Loser still gets what she deserves. Anyway, Kara enjoy your gift for the remaining hour.” Leah ordered.
“ONE HOUR!” both bound women shouted in unison.
“I thought it was almost over” Emilia added, she just wanted this nightmare to end.
“Oh shush… enjoy your break because trust me, I’ll be doing fair worse than what those three will with Kara.” Leah teased.
With that, a begging Kara was wheeled out of the tent by Georgia, with Jess and Sarah following close behind. Leah giggled as moments later she could hear Georgia in the distance explaining on the microphone to a gathering audience. Leah went back to her bound victim, happy to have some alone time to torture the exposed flesh. She went behind the back of Emilia and placed her face in the gap between one of Emilia’s arms and head, resting her own head on Em’s shoulder.
“So… I’ve got you all alone now, trust me… by the end of this you truly will regret losing that contest... Did you enjoy all that teasing on your thighs? You can thank me for that… Now, one more hour of tickle torture, where do you want me to start?”
“No please! Please, just let me out…. I can’t take anymore tickling…. Please let me out, we can go and join in with Kara! She deserves it.” Emilia pleaded.
“My my, you have changed your tone. I thought you wouldn’t have tickled Kara if she had lost. Maybe you’re a little minx. Tell you what if you want a break from the tickling, there is one more option for you in the contract, hidden away on the last page for special occasions.”
“In… In the contract… what?” Emilia stuttered. She needed the tickling to stop but nothing good had come out of that contract. She shivered as Leah leaned in and whispered.
“Sometimes… well let’s say sometimes our losers can get quite worked up with all the sensations. Add in the heat and these wonderful candles… surely after all that thigh tickling you must be begging for someone to excite you…” Leah teased, a risky move but one she had pulled off before with some other losers.
“WHAT! Are you insane! What if someone sees!” Emilia snapped back.
“Hehe don’t worry. Now that Kara is being tickled, nobody is coming this far back and like I said, this is a private area. Nobody will hear us. I completely understand if you don’t want it, in that case, lets get back to the tickling… now I’m a master at using a hairbrush on both soles…. And those armpits look a bit sweaty again, I think I need to lick them clean again.”
“NO! NO! NO! NO TICKLING…. OK…. Just do it!”
“Ok what… spit it out sweety, it’s in the contract but I still need you to clearly agree”
“Just… just… just… anything but tickling.” Emilia responded, once again bright red with embarrassment.
“Awww, thank you. You’ll love it trust me. I mean there will be tickling but it saves you a bit of tickle time. Anyway, I’ll be blunt… I’m going to unlock both of your feet stocks and remove your pants. Don’t be shy, I’ve seen it all before… it’s just me and you, no judging at all.” Leah comforted her bound loser. Emilia reluctantly nodded and didn’t fight back as Leah removed her sports shorts before locking both her feet back up and tying each toes back.
“Oh my… it’ll be ok won’t it… you promise less tickling?”
“Don’t worry sweety, there will be a bit less tickling for now I promise. And don’t worry, Georgia put a Do Not Disturb sign up when she left with Kara before. We’re experts remember. I must say, you looked hot and now you look super hot. Did you enjoy my thigh teasing before?”
“I…. urm… I… It… It was nice… Only because of the tickling being worse everywhere else.” Emilia responded, for the first time she was almost glad she had the blindfold one, the situation would have killed her if she made eye contact with this sultry tickler.
“Sure… ok, just because of that… well my super sexy ticklee, I’m going to show you why we are truly in the Adult Zone. Remember if you want it to stop at any point should ‘Black’ and we’ll just go back to normal tickling”
Back on the main stage the crowd had returned en masse after hearing Georgia’s announcement and cheered as Kara’s chair was locked in place. Nobody knew why she was back in the chair having won but they weren’t complaining. Georgia had wasted no time and wanted to make the most of this hour. Lotion was poured all over Kara’s toetied soles and Jess and Sarah were instructed to have no mercy. The result was immense as screams echoed out from the stage, so loud that any noise coming out of the Tent of Laughter and Tent of Despair could have been drowned out. Kara despised the feeling of the plastic bristles rapidly gliding across her taunt soles, the oil only heightening her sensitivity. Kara only now began to feel a hint of sympathy for what she had just made her friend go through, somewhere there was a God laughing at the well-deserved karma being handed out. At her upper body, Georgia had started with a few playful pokes of Kara’s sides before she rubbed lotion across Kara’s stomach and ribs. She decided to give Kara a dose of underarm treatment that Emilia had classified as a war crime. Georgia leaned in and began licking Kara’s left armpit. It wasn’t as smooth as Emilia’s, but she continued to lick, knowing it was only adding to Kara’s torment. She used her hands to playfully poke again at the toned flesh of Kara’s torso.
“OH MY FUCKING GOD STOOOOPPPPP. NOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I WON! I WON! EM LOST NOT ME. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
“Maybe you should have listened harder then Kara. Sarah, I think we need to pick up the pace don’t you think?” Jess joked.
“NO… HAHAHAHAHA. DON’T YOU FUCKING DARE. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA. I’LL KILL YOU ALL…. URGHHH STOP LICKING ME AS WELL!” Kara screamed, nobody listened.
Back in the Tent of Despair, Emilia truly was starting to understand why it was in the Adult Zone, although Leah had already gone back on her promise of no tickling. Emilia couldn’t see what it was but something cold was moving backwards and forwards inside of her, its vibrations only adding to the gently tracing of Leah’s nails on her thighs. Leah was in paradise at that moment; she had wanted to do this all day.
“You seem to be liking it. I love this part, I always consider it an experiment. You’ll be moaning soon, and I want to see what my super sexy victim does. Do you try to hold it in, or do you let it all out? You know, this vibrator is only on 50% and you’re already squirming.”
“No… Leah stop… No….” Emilia muttered
“Stop? You seem to be enjoying it? Say the word and I stop, but remember…” Leah reached down from Emilia’s thighs and began to slowly trace her nails over one of Emilia’s soles.
“HEHEHEHEHE… NO… NO… Tickling… no… oh god…” Emilia begged. Leah tickled her soles for a few more seconds before moving back to the thighs and groin as Em edged closer and closer to a release to the point where for the first time in hours her laughter and begging had turned into moans. She squirmed in her chair as Leah continued stimulate her with the vibrator and her nails traced gently along her thighs. Leah changed the angle of the toy and Emilia’s back began to arch in reaction.
“That’s it, go on I’ll be nice and let you cum” Leah said. Just as it looked like Emilia was about to blow, she screamed out something that Leah wasn’t expecting.
“PLEASE! BLACK! I’ve never cummed before!”
Leah stopped everything. Even under the blindfold Emilia could feel more eyes on her now than when she was first on stage. Then she felt her blindfold being removed and saw Leah’s face in shock, hers bright red and ashamed.
“You’ve never had an orgasm? You? I’m mean look at you, yeah you’re a bit shy but probably the hottest girl I’ve ever had the pleasure to torture. Your friends said you had a boyfriend in the past?” Leah explained.
Emilia looked at her in embarrassment. “We did have sex but he never managed to excite me like that”. Her face now the colour of the brightest red tomato. Everyone again went silent at this next shocking admission.
“Well, maybe I can let the contract slide for once, I suppose you’ve been tortured a lot today. Maybe for once I’ll go nice on a loser and let you out.” Leah reassured Emilia, placing her hands gently on Em’s thighs.
“NO! Just get on with it…. Please” Emilia responded timidly. After some further reassuring to Leah that she was ok, Leah got back into position.
“My sweet Emmy, as this is your first time I have something special which I don’t normally do.” Leah said teasingly, her warm breath making Emilia shiver. As one of Leah’s hands once again began to tease her thigh, Em felt Leah’s other hand slowly spread her labia and a warm tongue begin to explore her womanhood.
Kara was not given the pleasure of being pleasured. Her torment had only ramped up since she was first wheeled back onto the main stage. It had only taken a few minutes before her attempted squirms had led to her being another sweaty mess as her skin glistened from the mixture of sweat and lotion. Her two friends had been ordered to slow down their scrubbing of her soles and had now instead given Kara a first-hand experience with forks as the prongs glided across her vulnerable, oily soles. Kara screams left her mouth, only interrupted by the odd gasp for air or words of begging but nothing stopped the metal monsters from dragging across her arches. For the first time truly today, Kara regretted what she had put her friend through who was still stuck in the Tent of Despair. She couldn’t handle the brushes and forks after only a small dose of them, never mind the previous hours which she had eagerly encouraged for Emilia. She also knew one more thing, her friends were not going to show her any mercy for this final hour of tickling and unless she broke the restraints, she was going to have to endure the suffering.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA AHHHHHHHHH STOP! STOP! HAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT! NOOOOOOOHAHAHAHAHAHA” she roared.
“Coochie coo Kara, do you honestly think these toes are wriggling out of these ties any time soon? I’m going to tickle, tickle, tickle them all night long” Sarah jested.
“I think we should go back to the brushes. Shouldn’t we Sarah?” Jess added.
“NOOOOOOOOOOO NOOOOOOOO AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
Georgia, more restrained then the two free friends, knew that everyone had a limit, even tough women like Kara. She had ordered the two others to stop tickling and give Kara a quick break. Only a quick one. She too liked to play mind-games like Leah and Kara was about to be given a test. Kara was thankful that the foot tickling had stopped, she was less thankful to hear about her game. Georgia had instructed Jess and Sarah to position themselves at Kara’s upper body with Jess next to her tummy, and Sarah behind her, ready to attack her armpits. Georgia’s instructions were simple, she would trace letters with her nails onto Kara’s soles and if she guessed the word correctly, she’d get a quick break but if she guessed wrong, well Kara understood that part. Georgia stated off easy, and Kara guessed it correctly despite the sharp sensations of Georgia’s nails. Georgia ramped things up with some trickier words but Kara continued her streak. Georgia, expecting this, then ordered Jess and Sarah to lightly begin tickling her upper body whilst she spelled the words out. This ended Kara’s streak and soon she failed on the next word, resulting in an order for Jess and Sarah to dig in for several minutes. Her friends didn’t hesitate.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA HOW AM I SUPPOSRED TO GET IT RIGHT WHEN THEY’RE TICKLING ME. ITS NOT FUCKING FAIR AHHHHHHHHH” Kara shouted, as the crowd cheered to her failure.
Kara failed several more times and her tickling continued. Jess decided that she punishments she include raspberries across her tummy, whilst Sarah began to play with Kara by wriggling her nails over Kara’s biceps several times before diving back into the underarms. Both repeated this several times, now doubting whether their friend could spell at all. Georgia knew that their time with Kara was soon coming to an end and decided to treat the crowd to one last display of why any woman would be a fool to volunteer for these games.
“Ok guys, stop please. Kara, I’m giving you one last round. To make it fair to you, Jess and Sarah won’t tickle you whilst I trace the letters on your soles. Be very careful though, if you fail this one, well, Jess and Sarah will spend the last 10 minutes with the dreadful hairbrushes.” This made Kara squirm and plead again but she calmed down when Georgia began to spell the word out. Kara gave everything to get the answer right and when Georgia stopped, Kara gave her answer.
“Pulchindous? Sounds like something out of a spelling bee but that was it.” She answered confidently. Moments later, her screams echoed out as the hairbrushes were told to give a final farewell to her soles.
“Sorry Kara, it was Pulchritudinous… it means beautiful.” Georgia informed her.
“I FUCKING SAID THAT HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA”
“Not quite, girls… give the crowd their encore.”
Pulchritudinous is a word Leah would have used to describe Emilia, her face was now fully wedged between Emilia’s thighs as she licked and licked. Leah loved the feeling of Emilia’s soft thighs on each side of her face, acting as cushions for her own cheeks. She licked and licked as her hands made gentle, playful tickly teases of thighs and knees of her bound loser. Leah’s experiment was proven correct again as the giggles of ticklish laughter soon made way to moans. Emilia didn’t know how to feel, she had never experienced her body reacting like this and she felt betrayed by how her body made her react in front of what was nothing but a stranger several hours ago. Down in her womanhood, something was building up and building up as a warm tongue teased her. Eventually, the teasing and excitement of the past few hours of thigh tickling soon collapsed her world and her head fell back into a blissful paradise. It wasn’t how she expected to experience her first orgasm, and definitely not from a woman, but at that moment in time, she forgot about everything. Leah lifted her head and began to kiss along Emilia’s groins and thighs before leaning into Emilia and surprising her with a long kiss, the tongue that had tormented Em now tasting the inside of her mouth. Between the orgasm and the kiss Emilia was speechless, and not in her usual shy way. That was until Leah leaned into her ear and whispered something that sent a chill down her spine.
“My, my I think I enjoyed that almost as much as you… I forgot to warn you though, orgasms can make you quite sensitive for a bit…”
Some in the crowd may have suggested that they heard a faint scream mixed in with Kara’s, that may have been the case when Leah once again began to tickle the taunt soles of the woman bound in front of her. Emilia’s pleasure paradise was soon teleported back to her hell as the tickling sensations shot up her body. Leah slowly worked her way up her body tickling every inch of skin available. After a few pokes of her ribs, the tickling stopped, and Emilia finally knew that her torment was over. She felt the toeties be undone and the foot restraints released as Leah placed her sports shorts back on her. Her eyes readjusted as the blindfold was removed, and Leah smiled directly into her eyes. Her torment was finally over.
“Almost there sunshine, but there’s still 5 minutes left, and I must say, those underarms look like they need one more final tickling…….”
Georgia, Jess, Sarah, and a now-released albeit slightly fuming Kara finally entered the Tent of Despair and were greeted by Leah. Oblivious to what had just happened in the tent, they saw their friend, now free from her bondage, and fast asleep on the very chair that had exhausted her.
“She’s been asleep for a few minutes, I think it’s best not to wake her for a bit, she’s had a hell of a day thanks to you guys. There’s a shower in the campervan, feel free to use it and then get changed back into your clothes, leave these clothes on the table…. Oh, and don’t forget your cash prizes from your lockers.”
Emilia woke back up sometime later to see her friends, showered and changed speaking with Leah and Georgia. All hugged her and teased her about her lively day before Leah told her to get a refreshing shower, an offer which she was very much happy to accept. For a second bliss of the day, Emilia was so relieved when the cold water of the shower finally washed all of the sweat and lotion off of her tormented body. After drying herself and changing back into her normal clothes, she exited the campervan to see her friends still speaking with Leah and Georgia.
“Hey Em, I think we’re going to go to a nice bar after this to get a well-deserved drink.” Kara informed her.
“Yeah, hey do you to want to come as well. Leah? Georgia?” Sarah added.
“Thanks for the offer, guys, I’d love a cocktail but unfortunately we’ve got to help tidy up the Tent of Laughter.” Leah politely declined.
“Yeah, maybe some other time. Besides, we have another show to put on tomorrow, never a good idea if you’re hungover. Maybe you four could give us your numbers, we’ll definitely take up your offer sometime” Georgia asked. The six women exchanged their numbers, and the four friends began to leave the area until Kara decided to make one last closing remark.
“Oh, I forgot to tell you Em, we’ve had so much fun today that we’ve signed you up for the main event again tomorrow!”
Emilia’s eyes widened, she couldn’t tell if Kara had just made a joke or if it was true, either way this really was her summer fair nightmare…
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So there we have the finale to the story. It was my first one but I have a few more ideas about two potential follow-up stories if people would be interest about other people taking on the challenges at the fair. Although I don't want to do too many stories of this as it's already quite a 'well-done' situation.
Happy to hear feedback about what you think of this story, or if you have any suggestions for other stories.
This is a fine series. 
