Tae's Ticklish Photoshoot

[CChewy]

This story picks up directly after a previous story of mine, which I'll link here - Makoto's Debt Repayment Plan Part 3

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The sound of laughter had completely filled the room.

Tae Takemi could hardly tell anymore if it was even coming from her, as her three ticklers cackled away at her expense from the sadistic pleasure they were deriving from putting Tae’s soles and toes through the ringer. It became hard to discern whose laughter was whose from the infernal buzzing right next to both of her ears, blurring the lines between the sounds while melting her mind. Club owner and dominatrix Noriko had been spiraling two toothbrushes between each set of Tae’s toes.

It had been a few hours since Makoto Niijima and Tae had switched places within the club’s signature box prison that was used to display models and club girls on the establishment’s Tickle Wall. With her feet now helplessly tied back by her toes against its confines, trapping them near her head, the buzzing and constant tickling was sapping away her will to resist as she resigned to the sensations. Noriko’s right hand assistant and tickle lusting employee, Emma, was still sitting directly in front of Tae’s box and was enjoying having a helpless target to torment. She had switched from running two scalp massagers across Tae’s pale sole to a single wide panel hairbrush allowing her to grip under Tae’s heel with her free hand and move the brush effortlessly and quickly over nearly her entire sole at once with no friction to impede her swipes.

This was because of the bane of Tae’s entire existence right now, her own signature herbal oil. It had been slathered and rubbed into her soles frequently throughout this “negotiation” session. What Dr. Takemi had originally designed as a miracle skin care drug, had the unintentional side effect of permanently strengthening the nerves of the skin it was applied to. This caused each application to drive the applier’s skin to nearly inhuman levels of sensitivity and progressively made them more and more ticklish. As the inventor of the recipe but naïve to what this side effect could be before tonight, the doctor had been making this oil part of her nightly routine for weeks. A simple feather could drive her to ticklish agony now, which made being the star attraction of the Tickle Club a very, very serious nightmare situation for Tae.

But to the third hostess tormenting Tae, Jessica, it couldn’t be any more satisfying. While not as obsessed with tickling as her counterpart Emma, she simply enjoyed establishing her dominance over another. Jessica had also made goth fashion a core part of her identity. So to see Tae Takemi, this gothic beauty, brought down low before her as their tickling caused Tae’s thick eyeliner to run down her face, gave Jessica a bright smile that shined through this red light room of pleasure. Wanting it to get worse for her one-sided rival, Jessica continued to pour applications of Tae’s oil to her soles to make sure Noriko and Emma’s tools would face no resistance in gliding across the doctor’s unbearable ticklish and weak skin, only stopping the slow drip of oil to get a few flicks of her own sharp, matte black nails over the snow white flesh herself, rapid skittering over both her heels or using them to pinch into Tae’s inner arches.

“Awwwwh, who’s just a ticklish little girl?” Jessica laughed as she dug her nails into the balls of Tae’s foot

“Which of my brushes has been your favorite so far tonight, Doctor? Isn’t it fascinating how they all create a different ticklish feeling? Brushie, brush, brushhhhhh.” Emma gleefully continued her routine

“So, what are you thinking about the price of your herbal oil, Dr. Takemi? Are you thinking we can come to an arrangement for my clubs and even my spas too?” Noriko asked Tae, yelling her business demands to make sure she could be heard over the sounds of the electric toothbrushes as she swished them back and forth between Tae’s big and long toe, as they strained against the leather rope holding them still and right up next to her ears from the design of her tightly bound box prison.

“MPHPMHPHMHPMHPH! MPHMHMH!” Tae’s eyes nearly bulged out as she tried to speak through her gag, pointlessly for the dozenth time that night. Anything to put this night of tickling to an end, any deal would be worth it, she’d give up the oil, her whole list of remedies, her own dignity if it meant saving her soles at this point.

This entire negotiation was, of course, a sham. While the club members did want a deal on Tae’s oil, the helpless Doctor had been gagged since the minute she was caught trespassing backstage of the Tickle Wall in the club. Before giving her a fair shot to respond, they had all been wanting to have some fun with the gorgeous doctor with an attitude. They wanted to discover the potential of many applications of the herbal oil on ticklishness to see just how sensitive one person could become if they were using it routinely like Tae. As well as breaking her will so they could bring her into the fold of their ruthless business, they were prominent gang members after all, they thrived off profits and submission.

“I don’t know Noriko, that doesn’t really sound like she’s in a negotiating mood to me, what do you think?” Jessica sneered while lightly scratching at the side of Tae’s ear with her deadly nails as her other hand absentmindedly traced up and down Tae’s sole.

Noriko turned off her toothbrushes, letting Emma’s brushing sound much louder without the high frequency sounds of the electric brushes echoing in the room, “Perhaps, but it is now or never. Let’s give her a breather girls. I think it’s time to settle our terms with the Doctor here.” Jessica and Emma finally relented, with Jessica grinning in anticipation for the results and Emma looking a tad disappointed to have to keep her hands off the silky soft soles for even just a moment as she set the hairbrush in her own lap.

Noriko placed her toothbrushes atop of the box keeping Tae inside that she was also sitting on and leaned back to slowly unclip the ball gag that had been keeping Tae quiet for the last few hours. She gently held Tae’s jaw while she removed the gag from her mouth and placed it on a handkerchief from her jacket pocket alongside the trusty toothbrushes. Finally being able to breathe clearly through her mouth after such an intense tickling session left Tae panting severely during her first few moments without the gag, unable to even get a response out as she looked truly drained from her long night. Noriko’s hand moved delicately across Tae’s face as she ran her hand up and through her hair along the top of her head, feigning a relaxing after care treatment.

While Tae was normally the dominant one in any situation, she had been completely caught off guard by how this night had ended up for her, now in a captured and subservient position. After everything she endured, Noriko’s hand running through her hair felt soothing to Tae, as if her ordeal was finally coming to an end. She relaxed as her breathing began to steady and she finally spoke up, ready to get it over with. Still short of breath but she was eager to make sure Noriko wasn’t waiting long, fearing they wouldn’t give her another opportunity to answer.

“Hahhh…Y-You can have it! My whole stock of it, t-take the formula too! Hahhh… In my clinic patient room, t-to the right of the computer table, on top of the cabinet, there is a blue book. I write all my formulas…hah…for natural medicines in there! It's yours! J-Just p-please, let me go!” Tae breathlessly tried to get through her begging, panting away as she hurriedly tried to give Noriko’s crew whatever they wanted for her release. The formulas themselves didn’t matter much to Tae, she knew them all by heart anyway, being the one who designed them. She had decided after this night she was going to completely rework that damn herbal oil remedy from the ground up anyway. No one should be cursed to be as ticklish as Tae Takemi was right now.

Jessica’s eyes went wide in shock while Emma looked like a kid who just opened their perfect Christmas gift, a wide open mouthed smile that couldn’t be contained. They couldn’t believe their luck as Tae had been successfully worn down by the tickling treatment. She didn’t just skip negotiation to barter the formula or to sign up to be a working co-partner of the Tickle Club for her release, she just gave them everything immediately. While Noriko’s lieutenants were giddy and could hardly contain their surprise and excitement, the hand that had been pleasantly running through Tae’s hair and lightly massaging her head began to tighten at her scalp. It firmly pulled her hair back so her head was against the back of the box, forcing her into looking right up into Noriko’s eyes that were coldly staring back down, like a cat who had just successfully pounced on its prey.

“Ooooh, Dr. Takemi, what a shame. Despite being the languid doctor from the back-alley, you really aren’t very good at these under the table deeds that occur right outside your own doorstep.” Noriko tilted her head and continued to stare right into Tae’s quivering eyes. “You see, if you’ve just outright given us your formula…” She leaned down and cupped her lips against Tae’s ear “...then what is your bargaining chip for getting out of here?” She straightened her back upright again and maliciously grinned down at a stunned Dr. Takemi.

“B-But I-I gave you what you wanted! Y-You can have the formula! The oil is all yours! No one ever has to hear about this and we can just go our separate wa-” Noriko was done hearing Tae’s pleading and gave the nod to Emma who obediently grabbed the ball gag once again and while Noriko pulled Tae’s head farther back to make her mouth open wide, Emma placed the ballgag back into her mouth once again, silencing her pleas.

“I’m sorry Doctor, but it can’t be just that easy.” Noriko released the tight grip on Tae’s hair and began running her hand through it again. “After all, this all started because you were caught trespassing backstage at our little Tickle Club downtown here.” Noriko cupped Tae’s chin while she spoke, leaning into her head. “I have you on the camera’s snooping through the floor of the club all night, surveying and spying on our activities here. You personally claimed to have an arrangement with me, right to my very staff, lying to them and speaking on my behalf.” Noriko gripped Tae’s hair tightly again while sliding her opposite hand down from Tae’s chin to her neck and firmly gripped it, applying the slightest amount of pressure. “And that behavior must be punished.” Her cold glare looking into Tae’s eyes caused her very spirit to tremble.

She released her grip on Tae’s hair but with the hand on her neck, forced her to continue to make eye contact with her, as Noriko firmly addressed her new submissive. “Without that formula, an alluring woman like you has no way to pay her dues to me but with time. I, Noriko Jabami, hereby sentence you to serve out your punishment as one of our Tickling Models, center stage of our very own Tickle Wall.” Noriko licked her lips to prevent the drool from her own sadistic satisfaction from trailing out while she watched Tae squirm and her eyes pop open wide in panic at the news of her sentencing. “You’ll be dropping that silly Doctor title while you're here, you’ll just be Ms. Takemi, star of our show.”

Noriko got up from her position on top of Tae’s box and walked over to the other end of the room, grabbing her jacket, “Alright girls, I will be taking a crew to Ms. Takemi’s Medical Clinic and we’ll be gathering up her supplies, the formula books, and whatever else we might need.” She began to put on her pure, white jacket which contrasted against the red in her dark black hair perfectly. “For your sake, Ms. Takemi, I do hope you were honest with where everything was.” She began to walk out of the room, grabbing the door and pulling it open only to stop back and address Jessica and Emma one last time. “Please, make sure to see Ms. Takemi to where she’ll be staying while she’s here, thank you.” A click echoed in the hall as Noriko stepped out and left, the door leaving a loud bang in the silence left in her wake.

Tae was in full melt down, Tickle Model? Was that what Makoto Niijma was supposed to be last night when she was in the club wall? She frantically tried to struggle once again in the box but she wasn’t the same fighter Makoto was, this box, owned her. There was no shaking of the box around in her struggle, her toes simply turned red as she tried to pull against the leather ropes tying them down to no avail, drool spilling out from the ball gag as she deliriously begged against the back of it. There was no possibility to gain any reprieve of her own standing as she desperately looked back and forth between the two girls sitting before her bare, exposed, ticklish, and vulnerable soles. There was no time for her to get a bearing on her situation before the girls got a grasp on it first.

“Hahahah, oh man! Unlucky Ms. Takemi! Welcome to the crew! We’re very excited to be working with you.” Jessica grinned while flashing her black nails in a wave.

“We can show you to your personal room tonight, butttt, I think we still have to give you a proper introduction now that you’re a member of the Tickle Club team! Right Jessica?” Emma was salivating, yet again she was left to her own devices with a perfect tickle toy for her to tear apart like a dog with a new stuffed animal.

“Nothing like a little new member hazing to cap the night off! We can put Ms. Takemi right to sleep with it! Let her wake up in her new place!” Jessica laughed while she began wiggling her fingers towards Ms. Takemi’s pale soles that looked sheet white against the black of Jessica’s nails while Emma grabbed the toothbrushes, eager to try them out now that Noriko was no longer keeping them for herself.

Tae screamed into her gag to try and get through to the girls but her pleas were soon turned to haggard laughter until she mercifully passed out, her first night of many at the Tickle Club, completed.

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After sleeping the entire following day, Tae slowly began to stir awake to the sound of more giggling. As her vision began to clear up she craned her head up to see Jessica and Emma, her new found keepers sitting in front of mirrors and getting themselves ready for their shift tonight. The stirring turned to a groan as she tried to express her displeasure in being at the club still. Her jaw slightly sore as she discovered the ballgag still was firmly planted into her mouth, gargling anything she said to the girls into gibberish. Still, it was enough to grab Emma’s attention, who turned while still holding her mascara brush and gave her a little wave.

“Hey sleepyhead! You’re finally back with us! You were out all day but we’ll be right with you, kay?” Emma let Tae know while going back to her gossipping with Jessica.

Tae really hated this woman, just the general attitude that came off from her seemed fake. It drove her into restlessness knowing this was the sort of person getting one over on her, as she tried to stretch out her tired soles. She looked to her side and watched the pale flesh try to flex against her toe binds, even without the tickly duress and with her full focus, they were still steadfast. She began looking around the room, clearly a dressing room for the club girls backstage, not too dissimilar from the one she found Makoto in. Tae shivered in regret as she looked back on the last night, how she thought it was so fun to hold power over that girl she watched on the wall, making her helpless to her own sharp red talons. Karma really was a bitch, honey trapped by tickling the shy girl would almost have been worth it if she wasn’t infinitely more ticklish herself.

Tae looked down and eyed the thick padlocks that kept her bondage secure around her. The same locks that contained that fierce girl without any effort. If only she had just broken it open last night when she still had her heels she wouldn’t be in this mess. Without her hands she knew there wasn’t going to be an opportunity to escape, so she began to shift her body around within the box to test to see if she could do anything. As her body wiggled around she could feel there wasn’t too much room within the confines of the box. It wasn’t perfectly fitted to her but she quickly rubbed against the soft inner velvet of the container without much movement. The inner walls were cushioned and padded so she wouldn’t be hurting herself in her twitching reactions to the tickling she was undoubtedly about to face. Tugging at her arms revealed to her they were also bound as they felt stuck together with an armbinder of some kind, the stretched position helped push her head out towards the front while making it difficult to move around much at all. Her only way out was going to be talking her way out, but she had a worrying feeling that the gag still not being removed meant she wasn’t going to get a lot of chances to do that.

Jessica and Emma had finished dolling up and getting ready for the night, as Tae was evaluating her box and surroundings. They turned their chairs around to face the ex-Doctor turned model. Jessica was digging through her make-up bag while Emma was continuing her giddy smile, clearly about to burst with excitement as she got ready to talk with Tae, who could feel her annoyance already boiling to a head.

“Time to get you all ready for your debut night at the club! Are you nervous? Pre-show jitters?” Emma asked, acting completely oblivious to the obvious, bright ball gag in Takemi’s mouth which caused her blood pressure to rise and she bit into the ballgag to try and stay even keeled.

“Let me show you how a real goth does her make up, okay? Try and look in the mirrors across from us while we work and you might learn a thing or two.” Jessica’s jealousy over Tae’s jaw-dropping looks seeped into her words as she handed Emma a makeup brush to begin applying a pale foundation to Tae’s face while Jessica worked her mascara brush to do Tae’s eyes.

They remained silent for the next few minutes as they tackled different types of makeup, layering, and some flashing glitter to make her look right at home at the club. Truly, as cruel and mean as they were as people, you couldn’t deny their fashion talents as Tae continued to look in the mirror and was pleasantly surprised for just a moment at how pretty she looked. Almost letting herself get the same confidence back she had the night before as she admired her new look, it gave her quite the eye-catching mask. Of course, she wasn’t here to be a runway model. And as they were adding the finishing touches, a mischievous Emma couldn’t help herself and struck, swiping her full headed brush right along the sensitive, unsuspecting, restrained sole of Takemi. She yelped out in surprise and suddenly jerked back to reality.

“Damn, I really can’t believe what a number that oil did on you! These are high quality, silky brushes, I mean they’re barely worse than a feather!” Emma looked mesmerized as she fluttered the make-up brush down Tae’s sole once again, causing her to narrow her brow and bite into her gag, releasing a light snarl as she tried desperately not to laugh at such a delicate and teasy motion. She didn’t want to break for something so delicate and risk giving these girls any ideas.

“Hmph, she probably couldn’t even handle the feather either.” Jessica huffed while taking her mascara brush and running it quickly through the exposed gaps between Tae’s big and tall toes.

“Hahahawwwwww, is that true? Could you not even handle a feather Ms. Takemi?” Emma taunted while dusting up her heel with the make-up brush while Jessica continued to go down the row of Tae’s toes, her jealous pout turning to a slight smile as she went deep into each toe gap.

“Coochie coochie coo!” Emma sneered as she flicked her wrist up and around the sole of her right foot causing Tae’s head to flinch to the left.

“Coochie coochie coo!” Jessica laughed as she spun the brush along the tops of the toes, Tae scrunched her eyes shut trying to shut out the teasing tickle talk.

“Coochie coochie cooooooooo!” They both said in unison laughing as they sped up for a grand finale to their act. This finally broke Tae’s grimace and she leaned her head back for a full hearted laugh, submitting to the girl’s taunts. Their laughter joined with Tae, mocking how the lightest touches were being so effective on her. Satisfied with a successful teasing, Jessica began to pack up her makeup kit while Emma patted an irritated Tae on the head, who gave a sharp jerk of her neck to show her displeasure.

“Well, I think you’re all dolled up and ready to get out onto the Wall for your debut! Let’sssss gooooo!” Emma cheered as she excitedly picked up Tae’s box while Jessica held the dressing room door open for her.

“MHPMHPMHPHMH!?” Tae mumbled in shock as she felt herself rise up into the air without any movement on her part but also in disbelief that it was really going to happen. They were really going through with making her participate in this crazy wall show she had just seen last night and her struggles to escape the box again resumed as she was walked down the hall.

“Oh, stop it! You knew this was going to happen, we talked about it just last night! Besides, I bet a part of you sort of wanted this anyway, hmmm? After all, you did trespass backstage of the Tickle Club and you were already barefoot leaving your heels at the door! This kinda writes itself, you kinky little doctor! Don’t worry, you’ll stay with me!” Emma teased

“HMPMHPMHPH!” Tae grumbled into her gag again

“Don’t you mean, your secret’s safe with me?” Jessica looked back at the pair as they were walking out onto the club floor.

“Hehehehe” Emma winked at Jessica

After a few minutes of set up, Tae Takemi’s box had been fully mounted into the Tickle Wall. Jessica and Emma had taken a step back to admire their handiwork while conversely Tae trembled inside her box as she looked out onto the club, lines packed to the brim outside waiting to get in. The spotlight showcasing her felt as if it was as hot as the sun, her soles becoming slightly slick with sweat as she could feel the heat making them tender, but her own nerves were just as guilty of making her feel the heat. Jessica looked to see Tae’s nervous eyes darting around the club and smirked, she reached out and cupped the side of Tae’s cheek gently.

“Look on the bright side, while Makoto had to go into this completely blind and be surprised all along the way. You got to watch her all night, so now you have the privilege to know, exactly, what you’re in for!” A glimmer could nearly be seen in Jessica’s eyes as she flattened her hands over Tae’s soles, lightly rubbing them as she played her mind games, eating away at Tae. “You just have to simply brace your soles for it now that you do know! It’ll be super easy!” Jessica licked her lips.

“Pfft” Emma laughed to herself as she was facing the other way, she had taken down the sign that was previously promoting Makoto’s debt repayment sessions, erasing that ad and decorating a whole new promotion, Make the Goth Girl Laugh = Win a Drink on the House!

“Ta-Da! Your sessions won’t be free like Makoto’s were but that doesn’t mean we can’t incentivise the show a little bit, make them think their session will pay for itself!” Emma showed Tae the new sign and waved it around, causing Tae to freak out once again as she read it. Appeased by the fearful reaction Emma had gotten out of her, she leaned over Tae’s head to mount the sign back up above her.

“MPHPMPHPMPMMPM!” Tae attempted to protest again, thinking making a game out of her time on the wall was going a step too far.

“Just be sure not to give in too much tonight and it won’t be a problem! You know what they say, debt begets debt! That’s dangerous in these crowds you’re in with now, Ms. Takemi!” Emma smiled and winked at Tae, as the familiar club music began to pump through the speakers.

“That’s our cue! I’ll go get the doors opened for the night, I think we’re in for a great show! Jessica, could you finish laying everything out for me?” Emma began to hop and skip over to the nightclub’s front doors as the night was now beginning.

“Way ahead of you!” Jessica shouted back, popping open her sturdy steel suitcase of her favorite tools and pulling out just a few feathers. “I think tonight since it's your first time on the wall, we’ll start out with something light. Since we’ve got all the time in the world to give each tool its own night, afterall. I’m curious to see just how much the oil has sensitized you for now, I want to know if it would be possible to do this to anyone! Obviously you’re incredibly ticklish, but can you resist even a feather with a challenge like this? Let’s see~”

Tae glowered at Jessica, who was having fun at her expense, as she laid out a select few different types of feathers out on a barstool next to her. The surprising variety was stressing Tae out as she leaned her head down to see what she would be up against. Some were standard, natural looking tail feathers from a bird, some were extra long and particularly spiked like a turkey. A few were clearly artificial and designed for play, with extra fluff that was made to tease a partner to set the mood. Tae sighed into her gag as she thought about more fun uses instead of being stuck having to face them in the worst potential way to use on her, her soles.

“There you go, grumpy! Keep practicing that look all night and maybe you won’t owe anyone any drinks!” Jessica smirked while quickly spidering her fingers on Tae’s foot, causing her to break her stern composure and yelp before quickly regaining her default, annoyed look. The sound of the crowd started to filter in as Emma had successfully opened the doors for the night, people were rushing to the dance floor, taking seats at the bar and tables, and of course, lining up to visit the Tickle Wall once again.

“Look at that, here they come!~” Jessica whispered into Tae’s ear as she walked away to the front of the line where the entrance area was roped off at the head for customers to pay their entrance fee, attending to the crowd while opening up a register and causing a scene.

Left alone by her two tormentors for a few short moments, Tae finally settled into her position and started to feel the gravity of the situation weigh on her. The butterflies started to work their way through her stomach as the anticipation grew and she stared out into the now packed club. She tried to take deep breaths to calm herself despite the gag blocking her mouth and making things difficult for her. This was really happening, she was about to try and endure the same show she watched Makoto go through last night. Recalling the view, she remembered how hysterical Makoto looked as the club girls worked through her toes with toothbrushes that she could hear the buzzing on from the floor. Reflexively her own toes tried to curl again, just like they did the night before as she watched Makoto’s ticklish suffering with instinctive sympathy.

Again, Tae feet still didn’t move an inch, as if they weren’t even trying to avoid their impending fate. She looked at her sole, stretched taut enough to show the muscles flexing as she writhed, disappointed that there would be no lucky break, she was starring in this show. Tae was suddenly startled with a click of a heel as the first girl of the night had arrived, Jessica was explaining to her the rules of the game and letting her pick from any feather she wanted.

“Five whole minutes she can’t laugh? Oh, that free drink is as good as mine. Gonna start my night off with a top shelf shochu!” The girl grinned as she looked at Tae and ran her finger down the barbs of the feather, spreading them out. “Let me see that smile girlie!”

With an electric jolt, it began, as the feather lightly trailed down the full length of Tae’s sole, sending sparks as it glided within every seam of her skin. Tae’s right eye twitched and she bit down into the gag, determined not to lose. It had been made abundantly clear how ticklish the oil had made her many times over the last night, but she still thought everything that had been used so far, nails, brushes, massagers, and fingers were all tools that would just inescapably tickle, it was just matter of fact. But a feather doing this? It took all of Tae’s pride not to fall into despair on just the first guest.

Completing its first slow trip down her sole, the girl gave a powerful flick of her wrist and brought it right back up to the top, this time adding a slight weave back and forth as she trailed it down, leaning in close to Tae’s foot in an act of extreme focus as she watched for any slight movements or reactions. She finished her second run and this time the girl turned the feather so the tip of the plume was turned onto the sole and fluttered it back up the same path, zigging and zagging as she went, upon reaching the top she quickly swiped the feather across the toes of her opposite foot.

Tae thought she was nearly going to chomp through her gag, the pressure to laugh was intense and the sudden shock of her toes being feathered nearly caught her. Again the girl continued her strokes, up and down, up and down her ghostly pale soles, as the feather began to mark its trail with a slight tinge of red, the nerves were so sensitive the blood rushed to the surface in response to the delicate stimulation.

“Alright, that’s one minute passed, keep it up!” Jessica said while showing Tae and the guest the timer on her phone screen, smiling as she shook it. Tae’s eyes felt like they were going to pop out of her head. She tried calling out, Just a minute? Of course, it just came through as mumbling into the gag with a dash of drool flying out. Takemi couldn’t fathom it, the slow and steady strokes of the feather felt like they were slowing down time itself, every nerve burning as it was lighty dragged up and down her sole before bouncing to the next. Her foot desperately strained against the cords on her toes to give her some relief but there was nothing. Tae continued to tense her body to try and resist, her head darting around to distract herself, sweat began to drip from her forehead as she tried her best.

“Two minutes, come on girl you got this!” Jessica once again encouraged the club girl, who stuck her tongue out in a firm focus as she trailed the feather on the outside edges of Tae’s soles that were almost never touched. Tae’s tensing and twitching seemed like small and subtle movements but they were happening so rapidly it might as well have been a cardio workout. She closed her eyes and began to pant as the constant ticklish jolts had full control over her spasming muscles.

“Three minutes, uh oh, the clock is ticking!” Jessica announced. Tae felt like her chest was burning as the urge to laugh was kicking and screaming inside her to be let out, She clamped her eyes shut and her face scrunched together as the girl picked up the pace, wildly moving the feather now.

“Four minutes, you gotta go for it!” Jessica yelled at the girl, the crowd cheered on to motivate the tickler but Tae had drowned it all out. All she could focus on were the damned ticklish sensations and the sound of the feather scratching her skin as the girl moved in for her toes.

-Frikk-Frikk-Frikk-Frikk-Frikk-

One by one, the barbs dragged down the pad of each toe that twitched the tiniest spasm as it hit. A tear came from Tae’s eye due to her sheer focus she was committing to not laughing.

-Frikk-Frikk-Frikk-

The motions of the feather repeated on the toe pads of Tae’s other foot, it made it halfway down the line of cute toes until, with Tae’s guard fully up and braced for impact on her toes, but eyes slammed closed and blinded. The girl pulled her first trick, instead of hitting the next pad she twirled the plume directly in between Tae’s middle toes. Startled and caught by surprise, Tae let out a gasp and a snicker. She lost.

The club girl dropped the feather, threw her hands up, and turned to the crowd who applauded her. Jessica clapped for the girl and pointed her to the bar over at Emma, who waved back as the girl skipped over to the bar, excited to start her partying. Tae was left gasping and trying to recover from her ordeal as she panted against the back of the ballgag, the tear dragging down some of her eyeliner.

“Damnnn Ms. Takemi, losing to the very first guest of the night? Oh, that is certainly not a good omen. You better step your game up or you’re gonna be in trouble!” Jessica smiled as she added a “Goth - 0 - 1 - Clubbers” to the board above Tae’s head. Tae didn’t even try to speak up, just caught her breath as the next sporty looking girl approached. She twirled the fake and fluffy feather between her fingers and then immediately swept it horizontally up Tae’s sole without even making eye contact. Tae’s increased sensitivity made her feel each individual large and silky plume like a wave of static coursing up her leg and directly into her brain.

“Goth - 0 - 2 - Clubbers”

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Emma had been walking around the club floor, making the rounds, welcoming the regulars, showing winners to the bar, and generally managing the shift for the day while keeping an eye out for her new found friends. For the last two nights, Emma and Ann Takamaki were becoming fast friends after their chance encounter at the club through Mika. They had been texting as Emma was trying to convince Ann to take her up on the opportunity to be a model or hostess for her.

So, she had invited Ann and Mika out again tonight to stop by and get Ann more used to the club atmosphere and more familiar with the team she had working most nights. Emma knew from her past work with Mika that she just needed the right pay day to work with her again and they already had a solid friendship over the years. But Ann was going to need a more personal reassurance that it would be worth her time and commitment. That wasn’t going to be a problem for Emma anyway, she did truly like Ann’s secret dominatrix personality that she was keeping so deeply hidden that she might not even be fully aware of it. Outside of that she also just seemed bubbly and fun to hang with. Getting Ann on board for working at the Tickle Club was not only going to be a great time, but she could only dream of how successful it would make them all.

Emma anxiously checked her phone again as she walked through the floor, staring at her group chat with Mika and Ann. They had said they would be at the club awhile ago but she figured they would be running fashionably late for the aesthetic and sure enough, she had just gotten a picture of them both dressed up on the bus heading over. Mika giving a cool glare and Ann with a beaming smile holding up a peace sign announcing they would be there soon on the caption. She smiled and completed her lap around the club to check back in with how her current model was doing.

“Goth - 0 - 6 - Clubbers”

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A 7th contender was biting her nail while thoroughly looking over her feather options, trying to decide on which one to pick for turn before finally just settling in on the regular feather. She flipped her long red hair out of her eyes when she looked back up and held the feather firm in her hand, like a pen and poked the sturdy quill onto her opposite palm a few times before giving a satisfied smile. Then, with the precision of a surgeon, quickly poked into ten spots on the immobile sole in front of her, causing Tae to immediately let out a giggle from the new sturdy touch and losing the match within seconds, a new record for the quickest loss of the night.

“Oh, wow! You look like you really know your stuff! That was incredible, I didn’t even get to start the timer, you won!” Jessica said while clapping in admiration of this latest guest. “You can go on and claim your drink now, the bar will make whatever you want!”

“Sure…but…well, I paid for five minutes...” The red head stared at the feather in her hand while she twirled it around. “So, I would like the whole five minutes, if you don’t mind.” She stated matter of factly to Jessica while turning to look at her.

“Ohohohoho! So it’s like that, huh? That’s why you’re so good.” Jessica smiled at the red head while putting a bratty hand up to her mouth to disguise how much she was enjoying the proposal. “Well, of course, the customer is always right, I hear. Plus, I’m sure she doesn’t mind, she does owe you what you paid for. Right, my little model?” Jessica winked at Tae who only returned a wide eyed stare, so desperate to avoid five minutes of hell with this fiery redhead that she was willing to try and look to Jessica for help, who as usual, would only return with ways to make things worse for Tae out of her petty jealousy.

“By the way, the feather is just for the free drink game. Since you already won, if you want to use your fingers or nails… be my guest.” Jessica waved an inviting hand towards Tae’s soles. “MPHPMPMPHMHPH!” A prompt rejection followed, which was immediately ignored.

The red head dropped the feather and flexed her fingers out as if she was stretching them for a work out. “Perfectttt.” She said, while swiping her two pointer fingers down the two separate feet in front of her. After being feather teased for nearly the last hour, pointed nails renewed her ticklish sensations and she let out a sharp squeal into the gag followed by a real laugh. Which was a mistake, like showing weakness to a predator, the red head went on the attack and began scribbling five fingers into both soles at the same time.

“PLEHEHEHAHEAHEHESEHHEHEHE STMFMPHAHFMPH!” Tae tried to beg with the serious red headed guest but she just grinned as her green painted nails flashed into a blur against Tae’s plush soles, twitching and straining against the ticklish assault. She would spider down the center of the soles while switching to crawling up the outsides of Tae’s feet, to just barely gracing the tops of the foot that was exposed and pushed out by the box’s cushion. Tae responded by trying to violently kick her legs forward to the sensation but the positioning of her body combined against the toe ties that pulled her back made her accomplish nothing but jingling the padlocks on her box.

The girl said nothing and did nothing but tickle, and tickle, and tickle Tae’s soles and outer edges of her foot as she pleased, completely focused and lost in the moment. One minute, two minutes, three minutes, four minutes, passed. The single tear Tae let out earlier trying to resist the feather was now joined by a flood as she tried to ask for mercy from this tickle frenzied girl. It ruined her carefully crafted look that the studious makeup artist Emma had given her and replaced it with the look of a crazed woman as the makeup and tears streamed down her face as she was becoming terrified of the color green. The gagged mewls Tae made were beginning to sound over the club’s music as she became more and more frantic.

Five minutes had arrived but Jessica was mesmerized by the impassioned girl’s work and too intrigued to bother stopping her. Six minutes of torment had befallen Tae now. Jessica continued to watch in amusement, getting a sense of superiority over the once moody doctor as she cried out with laughter. The redhead had changed techniques and was now dragging her fine tipped nails down from the ball of Tae’s foot to the heel in rapid motions like a cat scratching at a post. While Tae’s soles were so soft, the nails left an indentation in the plush skin as they went down, causing a shriek to come out from behind the gag that caught the attention of most people in the club, making all eyes turn on them.

“Hey! She made her laugh already, it’s our turn!” Takemi’s shriek had given the game away and snapped Jessica back into work mode as someone from the line of eager ticklers shouted at them. Jessica approached the redhead and rested a hand on her shoulder.

“Okay, okay, sorry your five minutes are up. Tell you what though sweetie, if you go grab your drink and wait in line again, I’ll let you back up for another turn, on me.” Jessica winked at the redhead as she finally slowed down. The girl simply nodded her head in agreement before walking away. Tae gasped in relief and drooped her head in exhaustion, sweat dripped off her forehead and glistened her soles after her short but intense session of real tickling, taking her back to the feelings of her initial abduction at the hands of Noriko’s crew. Was she going to be faced with this again and again?

Jessica looked down at a recovering Tae and leaned into her ear and whispered “Buck up girl, you’re 0-7 and your next challenger is coming up! It’s getting embarrassing!” Tae looked up and sighed, blinking her makeup and tears out of her eyes to clear up her vision as another blonde stood in front of her, clapping with excitement.

“Goth - 0 - 8 - Clubbers”

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Emma had pulled two drinks off the bar, freshly poured from the bartender and was excitedly moving back to her newly sat table. Ann and Mika were chatting to each other as Emma slid back down onto her seat, giving the two friends their drinks. Emma’s drink was already at the table as she had been anticipating their arrival the whole night and had the VIP table reserved for them in advance. Mika stirred the straw of her strawberry sake as she greeted her friend Emma joining them, while Ann smiled brightly and licked her lips before her sugary umeshu, the aroma of plum making her drool as she tried a sip. The girls had got to talking about how their days had gone, Emma made sure her guests were comfortable as she drank her vodka cranberry, a more worldly drink from her time at cosmetology school in America. She let the conversation flow naturally before each of them were coming up on the end of their drinks, Emma called a coworker over to make sure a refreshment for all three of them would be on the way.

Finishing off her drink, Emma leaned over to Ann nudging up close to her new friend, “Soooo, Ann, have you thought a bit more about my offer? Do you want to do that modeling shoot at the club like Mika did?” A blush went across Ann’s face as she tried to not spit out her drink from the startling question. “H-Huh!?” Ann asked, turning back to Emma, setting her drink back down.

“Yeah! Come on, it’ll be a lot of funnn! You were having a blast just the other night!” Emma gave Ann a teasing push on the shoulder. Ann nervously finished her drink, “I’m sure it’d be fun, but I really couldn’t be up on that wall! I-I’d never get any serious promo done up there myself! So, it just wouldn’t be worth your time at all!”

A waitress came by interrupting the conversation and bringing the ladies each a 2nd glass of their chosen drinks. Ann looked and politely thanked the woman as she handed them out while Mika and Emma shared a look with each other. Mika raised both her eyebrows at Emma while sipping the last bit of her first drink, egging her to go on. As they all started on their second drink, Emma reassured Ann. “No, don’t be silly! That modeling job was only for Mika since she’s a long time friend, I had to mess with her a bit. For you, no! I want you to star as the tickler, you were working it on the stage with Makoto last night. The aura you had, teasing her very sole and soul, you were a natural!”

“Oh, really? You think so?” Ann’s eyes had turned to stars at the praise of her dominatrix instincts and the buzz from the sugar and alcohol and warmed her up to the idea, as she continued to enjoy both the compliment and the plum drink.

“Definitely! I’ve already thought of the scene, so you’ll come in as this expert tickler, right? We’ll have a barbie-doll like model up on the wall for you to play with, matching your whole peppy and vivid blonde vibe. Then we can shoot sort of a how-to video for our club’s page, where you’ll go step by step and demonstrate how to tickle someone! Really sell it, dig into that sultry vibe you got when you’re in the zone and I think it’ll double as a marketing video and a nice staple for our club that introduces everything we do here!” Emma enthusiastically explained her idea. She had been thinking of it all night since the moment she set her eyes on Ann and watched her work, she felt like she was looking at another version of herself and knew she was perfect for the role.

Emma, despite her own beauty, knew the video wouldn’t work with herself as she was too obsessed with tickling. She’d get carried away with any model but Ann was just the right mix of dominant and naive to genuinely tickle a model without mercy but also stop to strut her stuff and sell the shoot.

Ann looked down at her drink, circling the glass a bit in her hand and watched it swirl, considering it. “Well, I for one think it would be a great idea, Ann! Regardless of how… eh hem, my shoot went.” She glared daggers at Emma “It was a great boost for my career, plenty of gigs followed. Repping a major club in downtown Tokyo is a big deal, it’ll really send the message that you’re on the big stage now to big photographers. With me here to guide you along, it’ll go smoothly! Should be an easy payday and free publicity!” Mika straightened out her back as she finished her proposal pitch, both girls looked at Ann earnestly.

“Wellllll, it does sound like fun.” Ann slammed the rest of her second drink and shot her hands out in the air with the empty glass in hand. “Let’s do it!” she shouted out to the table. Mika and Emma followed suit, slamming their drinks and throwing their hands up in excitement.

“Perfect, I’ll get everything scheduled, we can do it before the club opens! Oh, it’s going to be so much fun!” Emma excitedly clapped

“I’ll handle all the paperwork with our agency to get you a contracted agreement with the club Ann, so we can have it be official.” Mika nodded, her experience letting them help move the plan forward quickly.

Ann brought her hands together in front of her chest, “Awesome! I can’t wait!” The waitress returned bringing another round for the table as they went back to talking the night away with plans and ideas for their collaborations, now that they were all on board, a real team!

“Goth - 0 - 27 - Clubbers”

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As the club was shutting down for the night, Emma walked back over to the tickle wall as Jessica was packing up the feathers from the game. “Geez, Takemi, you didn’t win a single round tonight?” That’s not great for your tab here at the club.” Emma gloated while shrugging her shoulders. Tae lowered her head at the jab, too tired from her night of intensely fighting her instincts to laugh had worked her core and made her fatigued. “Don’t worry, I think I’ve worked out the perfect way for you to pay it off, it’ll work perfectly with your new job here!”

Tae perked up when hearing about her supposed new job, “Whphhhpft?” She tried to question, drool pooling out from behind her gag as she raised her eyebrow up at Emma.

“What do you mean, what? Noriko already told you, you’re one of our club’s tickle models now! That’s how you’re going to serve your sentence for trespassing and now it can work off your tab too! When you do a few shoots, I’ll make sure you get a little kickback for that tab. Okay?” Emma smiled brightly at Tae who’s eyes opened wide, the picture was becoming more clear. This wasn’t a one night punishment, they were planning on a full time gig for her here!

“It’ll be an interesting test for the new role, we’ve all done shifts on the tickle wall but you’re our first full time model! So, we’ll have to work out your compensation… but just like how we get money taken off our checks for dropped glasses or plates I think it’s only fair you get money taken when you cost the bar a drink!” Jessica laughed at Tae while she finished locking up the suitcase of tickle tools and undoing the latches that kept Takemi’s box in the wall.

“Thmphphphs Nhphphphpt ffftttahphr!” Tae tried to dispute this rigged system, if they could decide how much she was paid and how much she owed, it wasn’t fair! Her struggles renewed in anger as she waved her head back and forth, struggling futility once again in the box while Emma slided her out of the wall, preparing to carry her back to the dressing rooms, steam nearly coming out of Tae’s ears.

“You lost your shot at fair play when you decided you could play naughty with us!” The criminal club workers cackled at their teasing as they returned behind the stage, all the way back to the same room they started the day in and the room Tae spent her last night in.

“I decided during the night, we’re just going to turn this into your room Tae! The girls will use our other dressing rooms. You’ll be here for a while, so we’ll just keep your things in here and we can put a little name plate on the door for our big star! It’ll be perfect!” Emma excitedly explained to Tae as she set the box back onto the bed, waving goodbye to Jessica who winked at Tae on her way out.

“We’ve got a busy day tomorrow for your morning shoot before the club opens up, so let me help you get comfy for sleeping!” Emma had gotten up to the sink and was filling up a small basin of hot water, setting a jar of Tae’s oil in the heated water to help bring it up to above room temperature, then with the still running water, wetted a hot towel and came back over to Tae to help wash her up.

Just like with Makoto before her, the hot towel felt incredible against her sweat covered face and she immediately felt cleaner as the make-up that had run down her cheeks from the constant laughter was wiped away. Emma was, to Tae’s surprise, actually quite gentle and delicate when she was cleaning her up, putting the right amount of pressure onto her face helping her let the tension flow out of her, she closed her eyes and let herself give into the small comforts.

Tae could hear Emma get up but still tried to remain in her tranquil state and not worry about what she was getting up to, though she already had an idea. To her surprise, she felt the clasp open from the back of her head, allowing her to let go of the ball gag deeply lodged into her mouth. She immediately opened her eyes again and flexed out her jaw from the stiffness in her mouth, all the while Emma had begun to drip the heated oil down Tae’s soles slowly from the jar she had left in the hot water while cleaning her up.

“I figure since we’re getting the formula, I can try and experiment with this stuff a bit more! I wanted to see if heating it up helps it soak into the skin more and make you even moreeeee ticklish!” The twinkle in Emma’s eye shined while she talked about increasing Tae’s sensitivity even more, if such a thing was even possible at this point.

“Why are you doing this? …I’m already…” Tae’s statement trailed off

“Hmm? Already what Ms. Takemi?” Emma had a cheesy grin as she set down the empty jar and began messaging it into Tae’s right sole first.

“Hahmmmm…” Tae moaned slightly as the ex-cosmetologist’s massage worked in the heated oil, firmly applying pressure to the right spots on her sole. “Damnit, already ticklish, you know that…you don’t need…hmmmm” Another moan escaped from her lips, the heat, pressure, and increased sensitivity in her skin was causing her to be unable to hold back on how good it felt. She could feel the tingle of the oil trickling up her leg through her nerves as she became more and more sensitive yet again, the heated treatment working wonders, soaking the oil deeper into the skin than before.

“To answer your question why I’m doing this, it’s because I want to, that’s all! I just love to see the sights of soft, ticklish skin, squirming beneath my fingers. The power it lets me feel, the intoxicating laughter, god it’s still a rush every time. Seeing the tendons flex in that instinctive response as they try to get away from your every stroke.” Emma described her intense passion during the erotic massage, emphasizing the final word with a quick flutter of her nails over Tae’s feet causing her to gasp and come back to reality from her heavenly massage. “Why are you asking me? Don’t act like you don’t understand, I sawwww you playing with Makoto.” She leaned into Tae’s ear “You likeddddd it too.” As she whispered she pressed into Tae’s left sole, causing her to let out another moan of equal parts pleasure and acknowledgement. “You just hate that it’s you being tickled, but when it was Makoto laughing under your red nails, it made perfect sense then as to why anyone would do this.” Tae kept her eyes closed and stayed quiet, succumbing to the massage and too embarrassed to acknowledge the truth.

Emma smugly smiled to herself as she finished up her massage on Tae’s left foot, making sure to press deeply and extract every moan she could out of the sexy doctor as she overwhelmed her nerves and rubbed the oil in. “Alright, let’s see how that worked…” Emma leaned in while Tae was dozing off and sharply blew onto Tae’s sole, rewarding Emma with the slightest snicker of a laugh, waking Tae back up. “Ohohoho my god, no way! Your oil continues to amaze me Ms. Takemi! There might be no limit to how sensitive it can make the skin.” Emma skipped back over to the sink, carrying her basin, towel, and empty jar. She put the basin and towel away while rinsing out the jar, then filling it back up with water.

“Here, have a little drink before we call it a night? I’m sure you’re nice and relaxed now!” She held the jar up and slowly tilted it back for Tae as she gulped down the whole jar.

“Egugh” Tae panted after she finished her drink “Alright, can you let me out of the box for the night then at least?” She tried to see how much freedom she could get.

“Ha! That’s a good one, don’t think we’re gonna make it that easy for you. But don’t worry, you’ll be able to sleep no problem, I put a little sleep aid in the water. Should make your position no problem to sleep in and it should relax you enough to not wake up stiff. You’ve got a longggg day ahead of you, want to make sure you’re rested and ready! Good nighttttt!” Emma kissed Tae’s sole teasingly, giggled to herself at the lipstick stain left on the sole, then walked out of the club for the night. “W-Wait!” Tae tried to call Emma back but she was already gone.

Silence and with that came the dread flowing up through Tae’s body as she thought about what a full shoot would go like. She could barely stand just random club goers feathering her soles, did a tickle shoot mean there was a tickler model? Someone they paid to tickle people? She shuddered at the concept, lost in her thought, she stopped for a moment and saw her reflection in the mirror, her long soles raised at attention while her toes were hung by purple ropes and her eyes carried bags from the long night.

Somehow, an ember of excitement kindled as she continued to look at the box’s mirrored image. Whatever Emma had given her to sleep was clouding her mind and the spark of excitement came from the sight reminding her of finding Makoto in this very box as she crept backstage the other night. The thrill of seeing the vulnerable woman’s soles trapped and how amazing it felt to have them at her mercy. She closed her eyes and remembered the twitch of the feet against her nails with the same passion Emma described. She recalled the helpless giggling as she teased Makoto for being so ticklish and the rush of adrenaline when she tried to beg to be let out…

Eyes too heavy to open back up now, she realized that must be what Emma was seeing as she looked upon Tae in this box. Guilt washed over her again as she saw that moment of pleasure was coming back to haunt her, then fear returned as she began to think about who was going to let her out? That fear carried her off into her dreams.

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A slight tingle began to stir her back awake, hours had passed while Tae had slept. She groaned as she tried to fall back asleep, she was never an early riser. But the tingle came through more clearly a second time and she could feel it pulsing throughout her head, nearly itching. Followed by words coming into her ears, sounding muffled as she was too tired to process their meaning, a few bangs from a door opening and closing.

Another wave of tingles ran through her head, helping her mind reach wakefulness. The irritation caused her to instinctively reach to try and scratch at her head, only to be reminded of the armbinder keeping her hands together. She slowly opened her eyes and looked around the room again. She could see suited men bringing in boxes and setting them down into the room; some were taped shut but others creaked open with visible contents. Tae recognized them as belongings from her clinic, it looked like Noriko’s crew had decided they needed more than just the oil formula but as much info as they could get from her. Her eyes continued to wander as she realized it wasn’t just books, as she saw her favorite pair of thick heeled, black, gladiator sandals she would proudly stomp around in, propped up against one of the dressers.

“Morning Princess! You’re up just in time, we’re almost finished with your make-up! We want you looking your best for your first big shoot this afternoon!” Emma greeted Tae as she scoffed at the pair of girls getting her ready. Moving her head around a bit as she was fully alert now, she continued to look around and she saw that surprisingly, instead of being fully pulled back and restrained, her feet had been freed in her sleep, with the ropes around her toes pulled out for the time being.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, she rolled her ankle and scrunched her toes for the first time in nearly two days. The stretching motion felt great. A bright glare caught her eye as she wiggled her foot around, she noticed her normal, blood red nail polish on her toes had been replaced with a bubble gum pink. She pouted as she glanced over at her other foot and saw it was the same.

“Like it? We figured it was more your style since you’re all bubbly and giggly now! You needed a color more like Emma, red is a mean girl’s color.” Jessica had a satisfied look on her face as she described Tae’s new style change.

“We match now, like a couple of besties! It’s sooooo cute on you Tae, everyone needs to change things up every once in a while. Sometimes, really just a full body make-over can do you some good, wouldn’t you say?” Emma explained while Tae tried to ignore the girls, continuing to say nothing to her new bosses. She decided to look in the mirror to see the new make-over in question and that was when her heart skipped a beat.

The woman looking back in the mirror was not who she recognized, instead of her dark and mysterious hair, with her gloomy expression highlighted by her shadowed make up. Tae was looking at a brightly illuminated… doll. Her hair had been bleached blonde, shattering her goth aesthetic, the tips of her hair flaring pink. For the first time in her life, color had been brought to her pale skin with a light blush applied to her skin, and sparkling pink eyeshadow made her eyes pop, her dark-winged eyeliner replaced with an expressive hot pink to top it off.

She was stunned for a moment and the girls quieted for a bit to anticipate the reaction before Tae screamed out “What the FUCK! What did you do?”

“We’re getting you ready for your shoot! We’ve got you a beautiful blonde counterpart and Jessica and I felt you should match for the video! A brooding goth really isn’t someone people expect to laugh like crazy, if you’re blonde, people will believe it!” Emma explained while Jessica stifled her laugh behind her hand.

“This has gone FAR enough! Let me the hell out of here, right NOW!” Tae spoke firmly, her toes scrunching along with her words as her feet flexed back out.

“Sorry, no can do Tae, you need this modeling shoot to cover your tab now!” Emma shrugged her shoulders as she continued to style out Tae’s newly blonde hair, indifferent to her rage.

“Fuck your tab, I didn’t sign up to pay for that.” Tae spat while she spoke.

“Oh? Than who should?” A voice came from behind a stack of boxes, followed by loud heel clicks. Noriko had walked into the front of the mirror Tae was looking at while holding an open binder. From the position of the box, Noriko’s legs looked like they went on for days along the length of her white pants, propped up by her fiery red heels.

Tae was about to interject that she didn’t care but she didn’t even get the chance before Noriko spoke again. “Should it be Abe Suzuki?” Noriko was reading off the binder in her hand, Tae gasped in shock as she realized she was reading through her patient files. “Or how about, Ren Amamiya? Maybe Futaba Sakura? These are just some of your most recent patients, I could go on, or do you think one of them can afford it?”

“I-I have money, I can pay it and we can be done with this already. You have my formula, I can pay the protection money, whatever you want, ju-” Tae desperately wanted to protect her patients, it gave her meaning as a doctor.

Noriko knelt down to Tae’s eye level and without missing a beat Jessica and Emma parted out of the way like the red sea. “No, Takemi, I don't want your money. You cost me nearly 54,000 yen last night on top of breaking into my establishment but truthfully, that amount is nothing to me now.” Noriko took her reading hand off the binder and held Tae’s chin. “You’re going to earn my money back how I want you to, because I own you, is that understood?”

“Y-Yes, just don-” Tae wanted assurances about her patients but was granted none.

“Look at me.” Noriko’s grip tensed on Tae’s chin “Nothing else, do you understand?”

“...Yes” Tae submitted

“Good and you’re going to start with this first modeling shoot here and then we’ll see how you stand.” Noriko released Tae’s chin and clamped the binder shut, tossing it back aside into one of the open boxes before taking another item off the dresser and turning back around. She stepped one of her heels onto the top of Tae’s box and raised the item before her.

“I got you a new personalized ball gag for your debut, I don’t need you distracting everyone with your complaints all afternoon. Take a look and tell me what it says.” Noriko held it up to Tae and it dangled between her fingers. It was a Barbie-esque pink to match her new look and written front and center on it was…

“Ticklish” Tae read off her ball gag like she was told.

“Correct, because you’re a..?” Noriko questioned Tae

“...Ticklish Model.” Tae’s submission continued.

“Good girl, now, open” Noriko commanded as Tae opened her mouth to accept the gag in, Noriko firmly buckled it behind Tae’s head, confirming it was on securely with a pat on the side of the head. Takemi gritted her teeth into the gag, silenced once again but it was perhaps for the better this time as her anger boiled over her words would only write checks her soles couldn’t cash. Noriko let her leg off the top of the box and checked her elegant diamond watch.

“Girls, I need to be going. Remember, I need this going smoothly. I want to add production to our list of revenue streams. Take Dr. Gyaru here and give her a nice debut. You’ve got her going with that Ann woman, right?” Noriko placed her hand on her hip while addressing her girls

“Yes, Ma’am. She’s quite the rising star, so I thought it would be good to tie her into a deal with us as she’s making it big, and it should work out perfect for both of us!” Emma explained her rationale.

“Perfect, thank you for your help getting this together as well Jessica. I know you two have done well owning this, please continue.” Noriko complimented the two girls and as they bowed in their praise, she walked out of the dressing rooms, likely exploring yet another of her ticklish business ventures.

A ding rang out as Emma’s phone went off, she read the text. “Looks like the camera crew is all set to go, Ann and Mika are here now too! I’m gonna go out and prep with them if you want to bring Dr. Gyaru out!” Emma and Jessica laughed as she went to the lobby to meet with the crew, leaving Jessica and Tae alone for just a bit longer.

“Ooooh, you’re going to have so much fun out there! I heard this Ann is a real sadist, she made Makoto cry in like no time at all! Oh, but I’m sure you’ll be fine though.” Jessica picked up the box and brought Tae up to the mirror one last time to see her new look, her regrets stared back at her.

Outside in the lobby of the club, cameramen and supporting crews were chatting, positioning microphones and lights. Emma was talking with Mika as they were both coaching Ann to get her ready for the video. Emma imparting her ticklish wisdom while Mika was preaching for demeanor and posing. Ann was nodding along and taking mental notes, Jessica had brought up Tae and was working with the crew to get her perfectly centered into frame.

The girls had come extra stylish and dolled up as well, though they got to show off their lovely legs as they were free to move around, unlike Tae. Mika was wearing a silk and skin tight blue dress with matching stilettos and Ann had an inverse look, they had the same dress on but Ann was wearing it in her signature red but stuck with knee high boots. Jessica, having gotten Tae all set up on the wall with the crew, came over to the three girls, with another pair of boots in hand.

“Hey Ann! It’s nice to finally meet you, I’m Jessica and Emma’s told me all about your meeting! I had these killer boots brought in for your shoot today, I thought they would really help you sell that large and in charge look you guys are going for.” Jessica was holding out Tae’s gladiator sandal boots, and gave Mika a small wave as they greeted each other.

“Oh! Yes, yes! Oh my god, those will really kill on you Ann! Plus, it’ll really mess with your ticklee model, trust me!” Emma laughed, knowing they were Tae’s favorite pair of shoes and how that would be the last straw for her, unbeknownst to Ann.

Ever the shoe-fiend and fashionista with dozens of her own pairs at home, Ann eagerly agreed. “Thanks Jessica! Sure, they look cute and I’m always ready to try on a new pair! Mika, can you hold these for me?” Ann took Tae’s boots in her hand and sat down, she unzipped her own long boots and gave them over to Mika as she slipped into her new, tough girl boots. All three girls looked over and sized up Ann’s feet to see how they would look for a “photoshoot” themselves. Much like the rest of Ann, they were effortlessly flawless. The luxuriously soft skin glided against the leather straps of the boot, the slightly tanned skin glowed against the black and led up to her perfectly shaped toes topped with a glossy red paint to match with her dress and iconic red latex. Slightly on the bigger side, the toes just edged on the rim of the open shoes, but not needing to walk around for the shoot, they were the perfect set.

“Wow.” Emma simply stated as Ann stood back up and posed for the group with them

“Ehehe, what do you guys think? They do make me feel a bit tougher, might have to really show this crew whose boss tonight!” Ann said giggling as she continued to practice her posing. The cameraman interrupted the show to let them know they were waiting for them to get started.

“Alright Ann! It’s gonna be great, just like we talked about. Let yourself get into that same zone when you were teasing Makoto and just have fun! Walk the viewer through everything you’re doing and thinking!” Emma clapped

“Remember, look at the camera when you’re talking. Emphasize your words, use your hands when you need to capture their attention!” Mika lectured

“Uh huh, uh huh. I got this! Don’t worry!” Ann waved them both away while the crew showed her to her starting position and mic’d her up. The three girlfriends all took a seat and got ready to watch from behind the scenes.

Tae watched as Ann approached, looking her up and down. She could see the beauty and energy she radiated and her mind screamed at her to pull her feet away, she could tell that this girl was just waiting for a reason deep down to unleash a hidden dom, the cheerfulness was just slightly off kilter. She was trying to process the reasoning for the thought that echoed in her mind but got distracted as she saw that Ann was wearing her own boots! At first, it was the spiteful anger that took place, how dare she wear her boots! But quickly, it faded away as she watched the crew work to get her set up to begin the shoot, she realized what it really meant. That the club did own her, down to her very shoes. Her toes trembled against the ropes in anxiety as it hit her, she was fucked.

“3, 2, 1, and Action!” A voice echoed out

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“Heyyyy, everyone! My name is Ann! I’m here with my friend Dr. Gyaru” Ann held up a peace sign, posing for the camera for her introduction. “Today, we’re learning about how laughter is the best medicine.” Ann leaned back against the box, posing up next to the imprisoned foot and taking Tae’s chin in her hand, nodding her head up and down with her opening speech. “So, I want to show you guys the best ways to make a little bit of laughter yourself! Here at the Tickle Club, that’s what we specialize in, let me teach you how to tickle like us!”

Ann released Tae’s chin, who’s eyes were wide with fear staring into the camera pointed at them with both her cheeks burning red from embarrassment of being filmed in such ridiculous pose, being called by such a foolish name, with her new girlish make over, and feeling all eyes being right on her soles. “First, you’re going to want to show your little ticklee exactly what you’re going to be using on them! For me, I like to get a little hands on so I’m going to be using my nails, check them out! Aren’t they pretty?” Ann held the top of Tae’s head to direct her vision while she put her other hand out in front of her, in between Tae and the camera. She wiggled the digits slowly around like a spider’s movement, positioning to strike the prey that landed in its web, letting the light reflect off the sparkling glitter jewels along her bright red nails that matched with her dress.

Tae whimpered as her eyes locked onto the menacingly waving nails, as if they were saying hi to her soles before they met. Hearing even Jessica call out Ann’s tickle skills before the shoot to her, drove her anticipation through the roof. Already an impressive tickler herself, she wasn’t looking forward to learning what Jessica thought was extreme. “Next, you’re gonna want to find a reallllllly good place to start with.” Ann explained as she took her finger and pressed the finger tip against Tae’s sole. “Everyone has a weak spot, so you’re going to want to try all kinds of different areas and see what reactions you get. Our Gyaru here’s feet are one giant weak spot, so when you stop by you won’t have to look too hard.” She said while trailing her finger in an outline around Tae’s foot, her eyes following Ann’s finger everywhere it went. “Coming soon, we’ll have other places and poses for you to try out, so be sure to follow us!” Ann winked for the camera, this was a sponsored video after all.

“Anyway, you’ll really want to play with the anticipation, let them sweat about what is going to happen to them, it’ll get every nerve tense and on edge. Ready to fire off just the slightest touch” Ann leaned in and softly blew on Tae’s sole, causing her to jerk back in shock. “Hehehe, see what I mean? They’ll just be like puddy in your hands.” Takemi started to hyperventilate on camera, Ann had totally dialed in on her and the panic couldn’t be more clear for the viewer, the sensation was palpable. “Once you’ve got them all warmed up like this, now you can really get them good. Are you ready to make some laughter Dr. Gyaru? Ready for a little tickling?” Ann teased, posing her nails like claws. Tae quickly shook her head back and forth, desperate and pleading eyes looked up at Ann, looking for one last out.

“Too bad! I think those pink toes look like the perfect spot!” And it began, Ann dug her nails right under Tae’s toes with one hand and began scratching away at the center of the sole with the other, overwhelming the doctor all at once. She screamed out in laughter, causing the microphone handler to pull it back a bit more. Ann was relentless now that she was finally getting to let loose. She posed for the camera as she worked, sticking out her long legs with her massive, stolen boots, getting her face next to the foot she was working over mercilessly. Tae wildly shook her head with abandon, finally given up any notion of restraint or hope, tears fell and drool spilled out.

Ann swapped over to the next foot and dug in right away, not letting Tae get anymore used to the sensations. Not that the oil would’ve allowed it to happen anyway. The crew watched in amazement and almost shock at how naturally Ann was dominating the doctor, she had turned it into a game that she was clearly an expert at. Emma and Mika smiled at each other, it was clear this was going to be huge for the club and them, they were taking behind the scene shots and preparing posts before the video was even done.

Charitably, the shoot was finally winding down to an end. Ann was giving out a closing plug of social media channels for both herself and the club, while another series of after shots were taken of Ann with the disheveled and broken Tae to show off the ticklish work that had been done on her, newly blonde hair sticking out from the sweat, make up and tears running down her face, and drool running down her chin, she looked almost spaced out next to her reddened soles. The camera crew clapped at the end of a successful shoot and as they closed out, swept in to clean up and re-do Tae’s look with the team as Ann walked back over to her friends.

“Oooooh my God, Ann, that was amazing!” Mika cheered as Emma ran up and hugged her, Jessica stayed behind slightly and clapped for them before walking off, they still had to open up the club for the night and they were going to be running a bit behind due to the shoot.

“You guys think so? I felt like I just kinda winged it up there, hehe.” Ann ran her hand through one of her two twintails as she tried to accept the compliment.

“Absolutely, hell yes! You were so good, just a natural up for the camera! With you on Noriko’s team, we’re gonna do big things if you stay working with us!” Emma was beaming with pride and Mika was thinking with yen signs in her eyes as she thought over their next moves.

“Well, it was really fun. Yeah, I think I could be onboard if we keep doing this sort of thing again!” Ann said, accepting her spot as a model for the up and coming unscrupulous Noriko with the same ease as breathing.

“Perfect, because I already have the next bit we should do in mind. We’re going to post the video online right now, raw and unedited, use it to market that Ann is here, live tonight, and instead of the normal interactive tickle wall, Ann and I put on our own show all night. Live entertainment should really get people in here!” Mika had already coldly calculated, the girls got to work with Jessica in hastily opening the club for the night, putting the latest marketing strategy in action.

Tae had been swiftly cleaned and re-dolled up by the camera crew, her Barbie doll appearance shining like a bright beacon on the center wall as she looked out once again at her new life. The bustling club quickly cleaning up and getting ready for another opening night. It was another check of her new reality, she closed her eyes and dreaded the night to come. She looked back one more time at her chance to turn things around when she came up on Makoto behind the stage and sighed but lingered on the thought once again of tickling her…

A stool popped down in front of her and she reopened her eyes, the crowd was filtering in once again as she glared down at the contents, specifically chosen tools. There was a long horse hair brush, a size longer than Tae’s own foot, a feather with a sharp quill tip, a pinwheel, an electric toothbrush, and another jar of her god damned oil. Ann and Mika were settling down, and sat on opposite sides of each other but claiming a foot each. Mika picked the horse hair brush up and greedily ran her hand down its full length while Ann went with a favorite tool of her’s, the electric toothbrush.

“Hey, Dr. Gyaru! Tonight’s theme is Live Entertainment! Thought you would be excited to hear, since you volunteered to make up for the club’s missing profit from tickle wall tickets tonight. Sorry about the shoot not making you anything though, we posted it online already for free.” Mika told Takemi, she grimaced at the reality shaping around her. Her debts were piling up and the way out was falling farther and farther out of reach, like a key had been thrown out the club doors and it bounced away with each bristle of the brush that Mika swept over.

Ann was untying the toes of Tae’s left foot on every toe besides the big one, letting her scooch as close as possible to the pale sole, one of her twintails gently resting behind the foot, lightly tickling it as the hair waved back and forth. She planted a firm kiss on the ball of the broken doctor’s foot, fully claiming it, as a deep and dark red outline of her lipstick perfectly left an imprint on the sole. “Thanks so much for helping us out though, why don’t we have some fun tonight? Make sure you give the crowd a show, okay?” Ann whispered, clicking on the ultrasonic speed toothbrush at full speed. Mika cradled the bottom of the right foot and brought her hand up along the side, blue nails reflecting the fear in Tae’s eyes. Ann did the same on the left foot, wrapping her arm underneath the heel tight and giving it no room to wiggle as the red nails came up the side, nearly brushing into Tae’s cheek.

Tears blurred Ms. Takemi’s eyes as she looked out into the crowd forming at the roped barricade around the wall and she received a wink from Emma who waved at her as if this was all normal. Then, Mika’s brush fully engulfed her sole with a single firm swipe up, Ann’s toothbrush buzzed into the very center of her arch rotating at a blinding speed, their off hand's nails began scratching, and her mind went white.

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Finally back with another Persona tickling story that is a sequel to one of my previous works! Let me know what you think and give me any feedback you have! I also post more tickling stories on my page over on DeviantArt! So click that link and check my stuff out! Mostly video game character tickles, like Zelda, Pokemon trainers, and Persona characters so far!