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Taken & Tickled
By Hardyzlita28
Chapter 5
Lita awoke from her ticklish ordeal to find herself in a new position.
Instead of lying down on a table, she was now on her knees tied to a cross of sorts. Her back was against a vertical pole while her arms were manacled to the horizontal one. Her head was strapped to the pole and her knees and calves were cushioned by a pillow and on either side of the vertical pole. Her feet hung off the edge of the table her binds sat on and her ankles were manacled as well.
"Now what are they gonna do to me?........" she moaned.
"We're gonna tickle you of course........" said a voice.
Lita jumped at the sound, instantly recognizing it as Trish's.
"T-Trish.......please let me go.........I said that I would do anything...........and---and I meant it--------"
"Didn't we tell you to be quiet?" asked Stephanie as both she and Trish came into Lita's view.
Lita hung her head.
"Good girl....." said Stephanie.
"Ready to laugh Lita?" asked Trish.
The redhead didn't answer.
"Which do you want?"
"The feet......."
"Good......I'll take the upper body................" said Trish as she stood in front of Lita. Lita wasn't necessarily that high up. Trish's head stopped at the redhead's chest. "Let's get started.........."
Trish placed her nails in the smooth hallows of Lita's armpits.
"Tickle time......." Trish whispered as she slowly dragged her nails across the smooth skin.
Lita bit her bottom lip in an effort to fight the sensations, but knew deep down inside that it would a vain effort.
Trish looked up at the redhead's face. She smiled as she bit her lip. Trish smiled even wider as she picked up the pace and forced Lita to release the death grip she had on her mouth. She'd almost given in to the laughter, but she instead held back.
Trish began to dig into the smooth soft skin of Lita's armpits, delighting in the tears that were pooling in her eyes and the way that her lip quivered as she fought wave after wave of tickling snesation.
The blonde looked down and caught Stephanie's eye, winking at her.
Lita had since screwed her eyes shut, but they suddenly flew open and a squeak of surprise passed her lips when she felt something running along her soles.
She knew that it was Stephanie, but she had no idea what she was using. She did know that it wasn't her nails.
Trish looked down at Steph and nodded her head in approval at what her new found friend was doing.
Instead of using her nails to torture the redhead, Stephanie was using a toothbrush on one foot and a wispy gray and white feather on the other. Slowly she stroked, up and down, back and forth.
Lita's feet flailed and her body jiggled as much as her bonds would allow.
Trish tickled harder and harder.
Stephanie slowly increased the speed of her strokes.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHE HA HA HAHAHE HEAE NOHOHOH STOP! HAHAEHA"
The redhead had finally broken.
While the devious brunette had been stroking the entirety of Lita's feet, she had decided to linger around her toes for a little while to see what kind of reaction she could force from her victim.
She was rewarded with shrieks of laughter and mercy filled pleas.
"BWA HA AHAH AHA PLEASE HAHAHA NO MORE HAHAHAS STOP AHAHAH HA"
Trish worked her way down and played Lita's ticklish ribs like a piano.
"HAHAHA HA AHA YAHAHA NO NO I I HAHAHAHHA PLEASE NO AHAHHNOHOH"
The little blonde kneaded and worked Lita's ribs like it was pizza dough.
Lita laughed and laughed as her feet were stroked and her ribs were attacked. She couldn't even shake her head. Strapped to a pole, all she could do was stay there with her mouth gaped open, laughter being forced out of it. Tears streaming from her tightly screwed shut eyes and down her flushed face.
Stephanie had long since abandoned the gentle strokes on Lita's feet.
She was now scraping the toothbrush as hard as she could over the ticklish flesh of one foot, while she scraped and poked the other foot with the quill end of the feather.
"EEEEEHEHA AH AH EHA HAAHHAHAHAHE HA EHA HE AHHA EHA EHAHEAHE"
Trish, having such a huge playing field and all, finally moved down to the high flyer's ticklish tummy.
She scraped her nails along the slightly muscled surface of Lita's stomach, while she pinched her sides and waist.
The redhead was in agony. She didn't know how much more she could take. If they'd give her the chance, she would take Rikishi's stinkface for an hour in order to stop the tickling. It was that bad for her.
The sensations coursing through every fiber of Lita's being increased 10-fold when Trish licked and nibbled on her navel and Steph gave the same treatment to her toes.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAHAHHAHAHSTEPHAHAHAHANIEEEHEEEHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA TRIHIHIIIHSH HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAYEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA"
The women kept it up for what seemed like hours.
Trish tortured every inch of Lita's upper body, while Stephanie tongue, feather and toothbrush made sure not to leave any part of Lita's feet untouched.
Lita giggled and cackled.
Screamed and begged.
Feeling lightheaded and on the verge of laughing herself unconcious, in the back of her mind, Lita prayed that her torture would end, even if only for a few moments through passing out.
But then it stopped.
The tickling on both ends stopped.
Lita's entire body relaxed.
She would have collapsed had it not been her binds. She kept her eyes closed and sucked in as much air as she could.
"Ready Trish?"
"Yup....let's do it...."
Lita whimpered and then let out a pathetic moan when she opened her eyes once more.
Instead of seeing a small blonde in front of her, Lita saw that the two women had traded places.
And by the look on Stephanie's face, she was going to give Lita one hell of a tickling.
Especially since the armpits were her favorite place to tickle.
An involuntary smile parted the redheaded diva's lips as Trish began her torturous assault.
She used a single finger, on each foot, to scratch at the spot between the ball of her reddened feet and just below the big toes.
Back and forth Trish's nail went. Adding more and more pressure each time she passed the spot.
Lita tried her hardest to curl her big toes around Trish's finger's hoping to stop her, but all Trish had to do was deftly move her fingers and tickle another part of the bound beauty's foot.
Tiring of the teasing, the blonde cruelly dug all of her fingernails into the silky balls of the redhead's feet.
"HAA AHA HA AH AH AH AHA HAHAHAH AHEHEEH EEEEEEEEEEH AHAHA AHA"
Stephanie, enjoying the show her friend was putting on, jumped at the force with which Lita seemed to posses. The entire frame shook as Lita's struggles to break free began anew.
"How are you doing this to her?" shouted Stephanie. "She didn't laugh like this with me"
"Well, feet are my specialty.....I know exactly where to tickle and how to tickle to get the most laughter......isn't that right Lita?" Trish asked as she scratched Lita's heels forcing more howling laughter from the diva.
"OOOOOOOOHOHOH HAHAHAHHAHA STOP HAHAHAHE PLEASE HAHAHAHHAE"
Lita laughed and screamed as Trish explored every part of her foot flesh. She cackled no matter how the little blonde touched her.
Whether it was scratches at her heels.
The scrabbling of Trish's nails in her high arches.
The vibrating drilling feeling that Trish used on the balls of the ticklish woman's feet.
The light tickles underneath her toes.
But the feeling of all those paled in comparison to the feelings that coursed through her when tickled inbetween each and every toe.
"HAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAH------EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAH HAHAHA"
Lita's laughter, if it was possible, increased when Stephanie decided that she didn't just want to be a spectator anymore.
She never liked being left out of anything anyway.
Lita's tight tummy heaved back and forth as the youngest Mcmahon used her deviously sharp talons to tear a ticklish path all over.
She used light touches, adding pressure here and there, as she tickled the surface.
But when it came to the redhead's slim sides, it was hard squeezes and pinches.
She especially seemed to take a liking to the flesh around Lita's hipbones, as she lingered there for a while, repeatedly kneading.
"EYAHA HAHA AHHAHAHE AHAHE ANO AAHAHAH NO HOEHAOHAHAHHAB EHA"
Lita was being tortured to her limits and beyond.
Never in her life had she ever experienced tickling like this before.
Stephanie slowly began to work her way up to Lita's prominent rib cage. As she placed her hand on the structure, she licked her lips at the sight of Lita's face frozen in tortured agony.
She had all the signs of a tickle tortured victim.
A flushed face that was wet with sweat and tears.
A crazed look in her eyes, when they were open that it.
And a pouty mouth that was gaped open due thanks to torturous tickling.
And she couldn't forget the laughter and screams being forced through that raw throat and past those pouty lips.
Stephanie resumed her tickling, she rubbed the skin along the ribs as well as poked at the soft flesh in between each one.
The brunette didn't know how long she could hold out. She was trying her hardest to save the ticklish diva's armpits for last, but it was becoming more and more difficult to resist.
The smooth, shaven, baby soft pits were just begging to be tickled by long manicured nails.
She stopped tickling Lita in order to retrieve something.
Returning to her place in front of the laughing diva, who was being kept in a constant state of hysterical laughter by the blonde bombshell.
Stephanie leaned over and saw why.
Lita's upturned soles were glistening, Stephanie assumed that Trish used the baby oil on the redhead's peds. She was now running a fine toothed comb between the toes of her right foot, while she ran a shaving brush back and forth over the arch of her left foot.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH AHAHAHEHAHEHAHEHAE"
Stephanie leaned back and poured a generous amount of baby oil in her hands, and after rubbing htem together, she massaged them into Lita's already soft armpits making them even softer.
The brunette also picked up the other item she had retrieved.
The gray and white feather.
Wanting to give Lita's armpits a little time to soften up a bit, Stephanie traced meaningless patterns along her taut tummy, dipping into her navel every so often.
"HAHAHAH YAHAHAHAHHA BWAHAHAHHA HEHEHRHHA HEHEHAHHEA HEHAE"
Not being able to take it anymore, Stephanie stroked Lita's right armpit with the feather, while she drummed her fingernails in the left one.
Lita's hazel eyes popped open and she fell into a new level of tickl torture.
Two of her most ticklish spot being exploited by two incredibly evil women.
The redhead was in complete agony. She was a complete mess. She was broken and was ready to do anything that these women wanted her to, just so long as it meant no more tickling for her.
But there was more.
Stephanie had changed tactics and was now digging in with her fingernails and the quill end of the feather.
"EEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHEHAHEHAHHAHOOHOHOHOAHOHOHOHHAHAHAOAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH"
Lita was completely consumed with the tickling as well as the laughter that went along with it. In her weakened state of body and mind, there was nothing she could do to break free and stop the torture.
Stephanie looked up and seemed to notice the look of recognition on Lita's face.
She then noticed that the redhead seemed to finally and completely succumb to the tickling. She just closed her eyes and laughed and laughed.
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHEHEHEHHEEYAHAHHAHHAHAHAAOHAOHAOHAOHAOHAOAHOHAEOHAHEHOAHEHAEHEHHEHEHEHEHOAHOHAOEHAOEHEHEHOA"
The two women continued to tickle, slowing down and speeding up the tickling in order to draw it out for as long as possible. They didn't care about anything other than making Lita laugh.
And laugh she did.
She laughed for hours, up until her final gasp and she mercifully passed out.
*************Hours later******************
She awoke with a start, very nearly thinking that she would be trussed up in yet another position, bound by her wrists and ankles. Ready for another tickling session.
But to her relief, none of things was done to her.
She was in a different room, and fully clothed. Wearing a set of shorts and a tank top.
'Probably something from Stephanie'.
"Are you okay?" a voice asked.
Lita jumped, not even realizing that someone else had been in the room with her.
Two someone elses to be exact.
"What are you two doing here? What happened? Where are Trish and Stephanie?" she asked the two women.
"Well," started Stacy Keibler. "Torrie saw when you were taken by Test and Albert...."
Lita looked over at the other blonde woman.
"She told me and we went and told Matt and Jeff......"
"Yeah," Torrie continued. "When T&A came back, Matt and Jeff, and a few other guys beat them down until they confessed and told everything....It took us a while since no one had seen them for a couple of days...."
"As soon as we knew where you were, we rushed right over......"
"We got inside and we heard you laughing and screaming.....when the guys broke the door down, you were unconcious...."
Lita blushed.
"What were they doing to you Lita?" Torrie asked tentatively.
"Um,....well, they were tickling me."
"What?...why?" asked Torrie
"They were trying to get rid of me....they were gonna force me to sign a contract and quit...."
Not to fond of being tickled, the girls nodded in sympathy.
"Wait?.....Where are they?"
Stacy smiled deviously, something that almost made Lita rethink the whole situation with her, Stacy and Torrie.
"Come with us...." the leggy blonde stated.
"Where?"
"Just come on...."
"We've got a surprise for you..." said Torrie.
"Yeah, you'll love it...." finished Stacy.
Giving in, Lita went with the two blondes.
As they got closer and closer to their supposed destination, their ears were filled with peals of hysterical laughter.
The women stopped in front of a door.
Stacy opened it and Lita's face filled with shock at the scene before her.
Strapped to the table, in nothing but her underwear and being tickled out of her mind
by Jeff Hardy was non other than Trish.
And strapped to the pole and tickled, as Lita had been only moments before, by Matt Hardy was Stephanie.
The guys briefly stopped their tickling to hug and check on their friend. They apologized for everything she had to go through. They did, however, say that she could get her revenge, with a little help, of course, from her friends.
Smiling, the redheaded diva looked between the two bound women and asked:
"Who's first?"
End.
By Hardyzlita28
Chapter 5
Lita awoke from her ticklish ordeal to find herself in a new position.
Instead of lying down on a table, she was now on her knees tied to a cross of sorts. Her back was against a vertical pole while her arms were manacled to the horizontal one. Her head was strapped to the pole and her knees and calves were cushioned by a pillow and on either side of the vertical pole. Her feet hung off the edge of the table her binds sat on and her ankles were manacled as well.
"Now what are they gonna do to me?........" she moaned.
"We're gonna tickle you of course........" said a voice.
Lita jumped at the sound, instantly recognizing it as Trish's.
"T-Trish.......please let me go.........I said that I would do anything...........and---and I meant it--------"
"Didn't we tell you to be quiet?" asked Stephanie as both she and Trish came into Lita's view.
Lita hung her head.
"Good girl....." said Stephanie.
"Ready to laugh Lita?" asked Trish.
The redhead didn't answer.
"Which do you want?"
"The feet......."
"Good......I'll take the upper body................" said Trish as she stood in front of Lita. Lita wasn't necessarily that high up. Trish's head stopped at the redhead's chest. "Let's get started.........."
Trish placed her nails in the smooth hallows of Lita's armpits.
"Tickle time......." Trish whispered as she slowly dragged her nails across the smooth skin.
Lita bit her bottom lip in an effort to fight the sensations, but knew deep down inside that it would a vain effort.
Trish looked up at the redhead's face. She smiled as she bit her lip. Trish smiled even wider as she picked up the pace and forced Lita to release the death grip she had on her mouth. She'd almost given in to the laughter, but she instead held back.
Trish began to dig into the smooth soft skin of Lita's armpits, delighting in the tears that were pooling in her eyes and the way that her lip quivered as she fought wave after wave of tickling snesation.
The blonde looked down and caught Stephanie's eye, winking at her.
Lita had since screwed her eyes shut, but they suddenly flew open and a squeak of surprise passed her lips when she felt something running along her soles.
She knew that it was Stephanie, but she had no idea what she was using. She did know that it wasn't her nails.
Trish looked down at Steph and nodded her head in approval at what her new found friend was doing.
Instead of using her nails to torture the redhead, Stephanie was using a toothbrush on one foot and a wispy gray and white feather on the other. Slowly she stroked, up and down, back and forth.
Lita's feet flailed and her body jiggled as much as her bonds would allow.
Trish tickled harder and harder.
Stephanie slowly increased the speed of her strokes.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHE HA HA HAHAHE HEAE NOHOHOH STOP! HAHAEHA"
The redhead had finally broken.
While the devious brunette had been stroking the entirety of Lita's feet, she had decided to linger around her toes for a little while to see what kind of reaction she could force from her victim.
She was rewarded with shrieks of laughter and mercy filled pleas.
"BWA HA AHAH AHA PLEASE HAHAHA NO MORE HAHAHAS STOP AHAHAH HA"
Trish worked her way down and played Lita's ticklish ribs like a piano.
"HAHAHA HA AHA YAHAHA NO NO I I HAHAHAHHA PLEASE NO AHAHHNOHOH"
The little blonde kneaded and worked Lita's ribs like it was pizza dough.
Lita laughed and laughed as her feet were stroked and her ribs were attacked. She couldn't even shake her head. Strapped to a pole, all she could do was stay there with her mouth gaped open, laughter being forced out of it. Tears streaming from her tightly screwed shut eyes and down her flushed face.
Stephanie had long since abandoned the gentle strokes on Lita's feet.
She was now scraping the toothbrush as hard as she could over the ticklish flesh of one foot, while she scraped and poked the other foot with the quill end of the feather.
"EEEEEHEHA AH AH EHA HAAHHAHAHAHE HA EHA HE AHHA EHA EHAHEAHE"
Trish, having such a huge playing field and all, finally moved down to the high flyer's ticklish tummy.
She scraped her nails along the slightly muscled surface of Lita's stomach, while she pinched her sides and waist.
The redhead was in agony. She didn't know how much more she could take. If they'd give her the chance, she would take Rikishi's stinkface for an hour in order to stop the tickling. It was that bad for her.
The sensations coursing through every fiber of Lita's being increased 10-fold when Trish licked and nibbled on her navel and Steph gave the same treatment to her toes.
"HEEEEEEEEEEEEHAHAHHAHAHSTEPHAHAHAHANIEEEHEEEHAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAHA TRIHIHIIIHSH HAHAHAHAHHAAHHAYEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHAHHAHAHA"
The women kept it up for what seemed like hours.
Trish tortured every inch of Lita's upper body, while Stephanie tongue, feather and toothbrush made sure not to leave any part of Lita's feet untouched.
Lita giggled and cackled.
Screamed and begged.
Feeling lightheaded and on the verge of laughing herself unconcious, in the back of her mind, Lita prayed that her torture would end, even if only for a few moments through passing out.
But then it stopped.
The tickling on both ends stopped.
Lita's entire body relaxed.
She would have collapsed had it not been her binds. She kept her eyes closed and sucked in as much air as she could.
"Ready Trish?"
"Yup....let's do it...."
Lita whimpered and then let out a pathetic moan when she opened her eyes once more.
Instead of seeing a small blonde in front of her, Lita saw that the two women had traded places.
And by the look on Stephanie's face, she was going to give Lita one hell of a tickling.
Especially since the armpits were her favorite place to tickle.
An involuntary smile parted the redheaded diva's lips as Trish began her torturous assault.
She used a single finger, on each foot, to scratch at the spot between the ball of her reddened feet and just below the big toes.
Back and forth Trish's nail went. Adding more and more pressure each time she passed the spot.
Lita tried her hardest to curl her big toes around Trish's finger's hoping to stop her, but all Trish had to do was deftly move her fingers and tickle another part of the bound beauty's foot.
Tiring of the teasing, the blonde cruelly dug all of her fingernails into the silky balls of the redhead's feet.
"HAA AHA HA AH AH AH AHA HAHAHAH AHEHEEH EEEEEEEEEEH AHAHA AHA"
Stephanie, enjoying the show her friend was putting on, jumped at the force with which Lita seemed to posses. The entire frame shook as Lita's struggles to break free began anew.
"How are you doing this to her?" shouted Stephanie. "She didn't laugh like this with me"
"Well, feet are my specialty.....I know exactly where to tickle and how to tickle to get the most laughter......isn't that right Lita?" Trish asked as she scratched Lita's heels forcing more howling laughter from the diva.
"OOOOOOOOHOHOH HAHAHAHHAHA STOP HAHAHAHE PLEASE HAHAHAHHAE"
Lita laughed and screamed as Trish explored every part of her foot flesh. She cackled no matter how the little blonde touched her.
Whether it was scratches at her heels.
The scrabbling of Trish's nails in her high arches.
The vibrating drilling feeling that Trish used on the balls of the ticklish woman's feet.
The light tickles underneath her toes.
But the feeling of all those paled in comparison to the feelings that coursed through her when tickled inbetween each and every toe.
"HAHAHAHHAHAHA HAHAHAH------EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE HAHAH HAHAHA"
Lita's laughter, if it was possible, increased when Stephanie decided that she didn't just want to be a spectator anymore.
She never liked being left out of anything anyway.
Lita's tight tummy heaved back and forth as the youngest Mcmahon used her deviously sharp talons to tear a ticklish path all over.
She used light touches, adding pressure here and there, as she tickled the surface.
But when it came to the redhead's slim sides, it was hard squeezes and pinches.
She especially seemed to take a liking to the flesh around Lita's hipbones, as she lingered there for a while, repeatedly kneading.
"EYAHA HAHA AHHAHAHE AHAHE ANO AAHAHAH NO HOEHAOHAHAHHAB EHA"
Lita was being tortured to her limits and beyond.
Never in her life had she ever experienced tickling like this before.
Stephanie slowly began to work her way up to Lita's prominent rib cage. As she placed her hand on the structure, she licked her lips at the sight of Lita's face frozen in tortured agony.
She had all the signs of a tickle tortured victim.
A flushed face that was wet with sweat and tears.
A crazed look in her eyes, when they were open that it.
And a pouty mouth that was gaped open due thanks to torturous tickling.
And she couldn't forget the laughter and screams being forced through that raw throat and past those pouty lips.
Stephanie resumed her tickling, she rubbed the skin along the ribs as well as poked at the soft flesh in between each one.
The brunette didn't know how long she could hold out. She was trying her hardest to save the ticklish diva's armpits for last, but it was becoming more and more difficult to resist.
The smooth, shaven, baby soft pits were just begging to be tickled by long manicured nails.
She stopped tickling Lita in order to retrieve something.
Returning to her place in front of the laughing diva, who was being kept in a constant state of hysterical laughter by the blonde bombshell.
Stephanie leaned over and saw why.
Lita's upturned soles were glistening, Stephanie assumed that Trish used the baby oil on the redhead's peds. She was now running a fine toothed comb between the toes of her right foot, while she ran a shaving brush back and forth over the arch of her left foot.
"EEEEEEEEEEEEEHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHH AHAHAHEHAHEHAHEHAE"
Stephanie leaned back and poured a generous amount of baby oil in her hands, and after rubbing htem together, she massaged them into Lita's already soft armpits making them even softer.
The brunette also picked up the other item she had retrieved.
The gray and white feather.
Wanting to give Lita's armpits a little time to soften up a bit, Stephanie traced meaningless patterns along her taut tummy, dipping into her navel every so often.
"HAHAHAH YAHAHAHAHHA BWAHAHAHHA HEHEHRHHA HEHEHAHHEA HEHAE"
Not being able to take it anymore, Stephanie stroked Lita's right armpit with the feather, while she drummed her fingernails in the left one.
Lita's hazel eyes popped open and she fell into a new level of tickl torture.
Two of her most ticklish spot being exploited by two incredibly evil women.
The redhead was in complete agony. She was a complete mess. She was broken and was ready to do anything that these women wanted her to, just so long as it meant no more tickling for her.
But there was more.
Stephanie had changed tactics and was now digging in with her fingernails and the quill end of the feather.
"EEEEEEEEEHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHHEHAHEHAHHAHOOHOHOHOAHOHOHOHHAHAHAOAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH"
Lita was completely consumed with the tickling as well as the laughter that went along with it. In her weakened state of body and mind, there was nothing she could do to break free and stop the torture.
Stephanie looked up and seemed to notice the look of recognition on Lita's face.
She then noticed that the redhead seemed to finally and completely succumb to the tickling. She just closed her eyes and laughed and laughed.
"HAHAHHAHAHAHAHHAHAHEHEHEHHEEYAHAHHAHHAHAHAAOHAOHAOHAOHAOHAOAHOHAEOHAHEHOAHEHAEHEHHEHEHEHEHOAHOHAOEHAOEHEHEHOA"
The two women continued to tickle, slowing down and speeding up the tickling in order to draw it out for as long as possible. They didn't care about anything other than making Lita laugh.
And laugh she did.
She laughed for hours, up until her final gasp and she mercifully passed out.
*************Hours later******************
She awoke with a start, very nearly thinking that she would be trussed up in yet another position, bound by her wrists and ankles. Ready for another tickling session.
But to her relief, none of things was done to her.
She was in a different room, and fully clothed. Wearing a set of shorts and a tank top.
'Probably something from Stephanie'.
"Are you okay?" a voice asked.
Lita jumped, not even realizing that someone else had been in the room with her.
Two someone elses to be exact.
"What are you two doing here? What happened? Where are Trish and Stephanie?" she asked the two women.
"Well," started Stacy Keibler. "Torrie saw when you were taken by Test and Albert...."
Lita looked over at the other blonde woman.
"She told me and we went and told Matt and Jeff......"
"Yeah," Torrie continued. "When T&A came back, Matt and Jeff, and a few other guys beat them down until they confessed and told everything....It took us a while since no one had seen them for a couple of days...."
"As soon as we knew where you were, we rushed right over......"
"We got inside and we heard you laughing and screaming.....when the guys broke the door down, you were unconcious...."
Lita blushed.
"What were they doing to you Lita?" Torrie asked tentatively.
"Um,....well, they were tickling me."
"What?...why?" asked Torrie
"They were trying to get rid of me....they were gonna force me to sign a contract and quit...."
Not to fond of being tickled, the girls nodded in sympathy.
"Wait?.....Where are they?"
Stacy smiled deviously, something that almost made Lita rethink the whole situation with her, Stacy and Torrie.
"Come with us...." the leggy blonde stated.
"Where?"
"Just come on...."
"We've got a surprise for you..." said Torrie.
"Yeah, you'll love it...." finished Stacy.
Giving in, Lita went with the two blondes.
As they got closer and closer to their supposed destination, their ears were filled with peals of hysterical laughter.
The women stopped in front of a door.
Stacy opened it and Lita's face filled with shock at the scene before her.
Strapped to the table, in nothing but her underwear and being tickled out of her mind
by Jeff Hardy was non other than Trish.
And strapped to the pole and tickled, as Lita had been only moments before, by Matt Hardy was Stephanie.
The guys briefly stopped their tickling to hug and check on their friend. They apologized for everything she had to go through. They did, however, say that she could get her revenge, with a little help, of course, from her friends.
Smiling, the redheaded diva looked between the two bound women and asked:
"Who's first?"
End.
