Ok fans, it is time for the next exciting chapter in this phase ending series. We are getting close to the end, and now we have hit the point where all the intense and exciting things take place. The conclusion of this series is upon us, and I really hope you enjoy what I have in store. My goal was to make you "feel" these characters and what they are going to go through. I had a lot of fun writing it and I hope you find it enjoyable. Now, it is time for our famed hero to have her experience. She hasn't been the focus as much this phase, but she does go through her experiences as well. So, let's get to it! I truly appreciate all of you that have followed this series. Your comments are most encouraged and welcomed!
PART 17
Becky felt excited that they had an idea where Darby might be. It made sense because if Darby was still in Texas, all of the state would look for her. Taking her to Mexico seemed like a logical move. She was also excited about going to Mexico, but she still had a matter of telling Sheriff Dickerson. She just couldn’t get on a train and not tell him where she was. “Yeah, I am ready! But we have to tell the Sheriff. We have to tell him Darby was kidnapped.” she said.
“Hmmmm….But if we do that, he might make us wait. I am sure he would want to send his entire team to go find her. I don’t think we have that kind of time. An assassin has her, so we need to get going. How about this? We tell him that she went to Mexico in hot pursuit of La Diabla and Sylvia. We are going there for backup. Since it is my home country, I am equipped to help her and need your help.” Rosa said. She knew that if the Sheriff knew Darby disappeared, then time would be wasted. They had to get on a train immediately to make up for lost time. If Maria didn’t know anything, then telling the Sheriff made a lot more sense.
“I-I guess ya are right. But I think we should tell him anyway. I don’t wanna lie to him. That man holds muh job in his hands, ya know?” Becky responded. She knew time was of the essence, but she had to tell the Sheriff. She wanted to do things the right way if she ever wanted to be a deputy.
Rosa understood what Becky was saying, but her own anxiety was getting better of her. She knew precious time was wasting, so she wanted to get it done as soon as possible. “Ok, we still have to get Maria to her cell. We can think of a way to tell Sheriff Dickerson on the way. Ladies, we are going to Ciudad Azteca. It was where I was stationed, so I am very familiar with that town. If Sylvia, La Diabla and Priscilla are there, I will find them. It will be dangerous, so you have to follow my lead. Ready?” she asked Becky and Kylie.
“I am ready! We have to get Darby back and bring the criminals to justice!” Becky said, then her body went rigid and saluted Rosa. She was ready to leap into action and knew this mission was going to be really tough. But it was something she had to do because Darby’s life was in danger.
Kylie finished putting on the shoes and socks for Maria and stood up. She loved adventure and craved excitement. She would think about her adventure in Ciudad Del Reina and now she had another chance to get some action. She looked forward to it and her adrenaline spiked. “Yes! Just give me a gun and I am ready to go!” she beamed.
Rosa smiled when she saw the two women ready for action. She felt proud of them because they had already shown some capabilities. It would also give her the opportunity to show leadership. She rarely got any of those kinds of opportunities when she was with her fellow Rurales. She was always relegated to guard duty and couldn’t participate in any big battles. It was her time to show her superiors what she was made of, and she should be treated as a peer instead of someone lucky to be a woman in the famed Mexican group of soldiers. “Ok, let’s do this. I think it is time we show everyone who we are and what we can do! Vamanos!” she shouted.
La Diabla felt the train slow down and she tried to keep her emotions in check. The last time the trains slowed down, they were crossing the border from the United States into Mexico. From there, it was a straight shot towards the train station close to Ciudad Azteca. She had been an emotional mess the entire time. While Sylvia and Pilar would chat, she kept to herself. She sat in a corner of the train car and focused on what was happening. It was very emotional for her because inside this same train car was the woman she loved. Deputy Darby was lying there completely unconscious and tied up. She saw her face and she adored it. She was also very angry all of this was taking place and there was nothing she could do. The train ride had been long. It was even longer because she had to watch Sylvia knock out Darby several times after the latter woke up. She was told that Darby wouldn’t be conscious again until they got her settled and ready for Priscilla. La Diabla hated Sylvia even more. She knew what she wanted to do with Darby. She heard Pilar and Sylvia giggling about Darby’s weak spots. She really wanted to cry. She wanted to let all of her emotions out because her mother was still a prisoner somewhere and now Darby was captured and sure to be tortured. She never felt so helpless before. Two women that she loved dearly were in danger and she just had to go along with it. She knew once this train stopped and they got off; Darby’s life was going to get really tormented.
“Hey! La Diabla! Wake up! We’re here. Time to get ready to move this body.” Pilar shouted. She really enjoyed watching La Diabla look miserable. She figured that there was a deep connection between the famed deputy and the outlaw. Sylvia had told her that they teamed up to defeat her friends, so she knew right now, the outlaw had to be an emotional wreck. She barely talked to them and noticed she would stare at the knocked-out deputy the entire time. She would talk with Sylvia who described Darby’s weaknesses that she learned from Thalia and could not wait to see for herself. She was also an emotional wreck because her best friend was not here with them. She was worried about her and prayed she escaped somehow. Once they finished with Darby, she was going to ask Priscilla if she could return so she could go look for Maria. But for now, it was all about getting ready to deliver this woman, but she also had to tell Priscilla that the sex trafficking operation failed. She knew that was not going to be an easy task and knew her employer was going to be really angry.
“Hehehehe awwww….you look like you are miserable. Good. I love it when you are. However, I need you to be ready. We have big plans for this woman, and you are part of it. So, if you ever want to see your mother again, I suggest you follow orders, got it?” Sylvia told La Diabla. She noticed how sad the outlaw looked whenever she looked at La Diabla. She knew the outlaw had to have feelings for her. She remembered the story Thalia told her about when that itching cream was going to be shoved inside Darby’s pussy, La Diabla demanded it get put in her instead. That told her there was a deep love between them and she was really going to enjoy making her miserable when she tortured Darby.
La Diabla looked up and her anger was simmering. She really wanted to take Sylvia out, but with her mother’s life in danger, she just could not take that chance. The train had stopped and now it was time to take Darby to Priscilla. She felt terrible and tried to think of a plan to rescue both women. Once they were safe, she was going to unleash hell on those three women. Pilar, Sylvia and Priscilla were all going to pay a severe price for ever touching the women she deeply loved.
“Pilar, go find a carriage. Me and La Diabla will place the body inside and then we can go find Priscilla. You know where she is, so take us there. We have to go quickly.” Sylvia instructed. She watched Pilar leave the train car and then she headed over to Darby’s body. She looked at the unconscious woman and saw that face. She did think Darby was pretty. She had an athletic body, and her face was so pretty, especially asleep. She was going to truly enjoy torturing this woman and breaking her will. She wanted revenge for her bounty hunter friends, and she was going to wreck this woman. The carriage came along after 5 minutes, and she looked over at La Diabla. “Ok, you grab her body, I will grab her feet. Let’s go.” she instructed.
La Diabla grabbed Darby’s booted ankles, and she just felt miserable. Together with Sylvia, she got her lover inside the carriage and now they all rode off into Ciudad Azteca. She was seated across from Darby and Sylvia, and she could see that smirk on the assassin’s face. She knew she was enjoying the misery, and she wished she could destroy her right here, right now. The fiesta was still going on and it was midafternoon. This town provided so many memories for her already. The fiesta was amazing, and she got to perform a successful robbery mission by stealing a very valuable diamond for the crime boss Eduardo Martinez. She even had some fun with a barmaid named Gianna. However, she was going to remember this town in a very different way. Veronica had been kidnapped and rescued. Her mother was captured here with her life being threatened. She was forced to work with Priscilla and now Darby was going to be tortured. She had no idea how she was going to deal with all these emotions. She wanted revenge and she vowed within herself that people were truly going to pay a high price. She had sacrificed herself in order to save others and when she got the chance, she was going to get brutal revenge.
“Ah, we’re here! Hehehe Ok, let’s get this woman inside so we can have some fun. She sure is heavy!” Sylvia gloated once the carriage arrived. She went outside the carriage and looked around. They were in an alley and had to be discreet. The building was abandoned, and it looked like a good hiding place. She wondered if Priscilla was inside already. She then helped Pilar quickly get Darby’s body and get it inside the building before anyone saw them. The inside of the building was dark but still could see enough. She helped Pilar place Darby on a table, and she wiped her hands. “Whew! She sure is heavy as a dead weight.” she grinned.
Pilar went around the room and turned on some lanterns to help illuminate the room. This was the same building where they had brought Isabel to get La Diabla to obey them. She saw that small room up those mini stairs and thought about the way she hid in there with Isabel until it was time. Now, she was back inside and was anxious to see another woman tormented, much like how Rocio, the woman kidnapped, was tormented inside this same building. Now her role was to go to the hotel room where Priscilla was hiding and where Isabel was being held. It made her wonder what happened in that room with those two women. She wondered if Priscilla tortured Isabel at any time during these few days either in this town or back home. During the last train stop at the border, she managed to sneak out of the train and get a telegram sent to Priscilla who had returned home. She told her boss to meet her back in Ciudad Azteca because she had news and a gift. She really hoped Priscilla wasn’t going to be too enraged about the trafficking ring failing. “Hey, let’s get her ready, then I will go get Priscilla. She is going to be really upset, but I hope having Darby will help.” she said.
La Diabla felt the anger building up inside her again. She was going to see Priscilla again and it would only be a bad thing. She watched the two women tying Darby up. She saw them taking off her shirt, then her boots and jeans. She felt her heart beating fast knowing what they planned to do to her. Now, her lover was in her undergarments. She saw the bra, underwear and those white socks on her large feet. She watched with great tension in her body as they lifted Darby up on the table and put her in a kneeling position. Pilar had gotten on top of the table, used rope to tie the wrists and pull them over Darby’s head. She could see they were then tied to a beam above and now Darby’s armpits were exposed. She watched as Sylvia tied each ankle to the side of the table. She knew that table well. It was the same table where she tormented poor Rocio. It was the same table where she tortured Rosa. Now Darby was going to suffer. She was a little grateful that they were not going to kill her, but she still had emotional pain knowing she was going to suffer. They had finished tying her up and she saw how she was displayed. Darby was on her knees, her legs spread apart, with her feet just off the edges of the table inside those socks. Her arms were tied above her head and now she was completely vulnerable. She saw her head slumped forward and she felt the urge to kill both of those women inside the room. This was the most difficult thing she ever had to do. Watching someone she loved to suffer again, but this time it wasn’t as though she was tied down too. She was free to move around but could not do anything at all. “I love you….” she whispered to herself as she watched her helpless lover being strung up.
Sylvia walked around the table and stared at her victim. She finally had Darby right where she wanted her. She was almost naked and tied up with all of her vulnerable spots accessible. She thought about this moment for a long time. It was finally time for her to get revenge for her friends. She wanted to torture this woman and break her. Thalia told her she could be broken, and that is what she looked forward to. She wanted to take the clothes off now to give Darby that shock. She wanted her to be aware how vulnerable and exposed she was. She couldn’t wait to get the undergarments off and truly have some fun with that naked body. She looked over at Pilar and nodded her head. She knew the woman had to go get Priscilla and once she arrived, the sexual humiliation of Darby would take place. But for now, she just wanted her to suffer. She saw Pilar leave and then she locked eyes on La Diabla. Seeing her in such emotional trauma really lifted her spirits. Now it was time to torment her too. “Ready for her to wake up?” she asked with a sinister smile.
“Leave her alone.” La Diabla simply replied. She felt her nerves on edge and her breathing became labored. She knew they were going to torture Darby, and she had to watch it all.
“No, I am afraid I can’t do that. Hehehe” Sylvia giggled. She then looked at Darby’s drooping head and lifted the chin up with her left-hand and she stood to Darby’s right side. She then used her right hand to gently slap the left cheek a few times and saw the eyes starting to flutter open. She knocked Darby out twice on this journey, now she wanted her to stay awake. “Hey there! Good to see you awake.” she said in a teasing voice.
Darby felt the slaps on her cheek, and she started to come to. Her eyes were starting to open, and she heard a familiar voice. Her mind was still fuzzy because she had been out for a long time. She remembered waking up and thought she was on a train. Then she felt something pinching her neck area and she saw blackness again. The last thing she truly remembered was looking at a carriage. Her eyes were now opened, and she tried to adjust her eyes. “Mmmmm….w-what happened?” she asked in a groggy voice.
“You have been unconscious for a very long time! It’s been over 24 hours. Hehehe” Sylvia teased. It had been a long journey, and she was happy she was in Mexico. Now that Darby was in another country, the rest of her deputies wouldn’t be able to find her. She leaned forward and kissed the right cheek, preparing her for her torment.
Darby felt a kiss on her cheek and now she was more conscious. She noticed she was in a room, and she realized that her arms were over her head. She couldn’t pull them down and that made her heart jump. She also noticed she was on her knees and couldn’t move. This was not good, and she started to wiggle around. Her eyes then looked at her chest and saw that she was in her bra. That horrified her. She lifted her head and looked to her right. She was surprised to see Sylvia standing there with a strange smile on her face. “S-Sylvia? Where am I? Why am I tied up?” she asked.
“You are tied up because you are a prisoner now. Hehehe Oh, and you are in Mexico. Far away from home.” Sylvia answered. She loved it when victims realized the predicament that they were in. She could see that confusion in her eyes and she loved it. It was going to be sweet torturing her.
“I am a prisoner? What happened? I am in Mexico? Can ya get me down?” Darby asked. She was still trying to figure out why she was in the position she was. The last thing she remembered was wrapping up the sex trafficking ring and then she saw Sylvia. After that, everything was black. Her mind started to wonder if Sylvia did this to her. She had no idea why she would. They were friends and now she was a prisoner in Mexico.
“You have so many questions. Hehehe Yes, you are a prisoner. You were knocked out so you could be captured. Yes, you are in Mexico. Ciudad Azteca to be exact, and no, I am not getting you down. I think that just about covers it. hehe” Sylvia giggled. She could feel her adrenaline flowing because at long last, she had Darby Reeves in her clutches. She remembered the emotion in Thalia’s voice when she described what happened between them in Ciudad Del Reina. Now, she was going to make this woman suffer. Thalia was never emotional, but the defeat to this woman really got to her. “I am really going to enjoy this…..” she added.
“But why? Why would you do this to me? Aren’t we friends? You were always so nice? Did I do something to you?” Darby asked. She was really confused at the moment and wished she had got some answers. She knew she was in deep trouble but had to know what happened. When she was captured before, she understood why. But this was a friend. This was someone she really liked talking to. Her heart was nervous, and she stared at her in disbelief.
“Hehehe I had you fooled. I befriended you on purpose. You see, I was hired to kidnap you. You have made a lot of people angry over your career. A lot of people want revenge against you. My employer really does hate you because you keep ruining his plans. You also made someone I consider a good friend very angry, and you affected her mentally. I am sure you are familiar with these people. You remember Christos Andino and Thalia Laskaris? They hired me to take care of you.” Sylvia explained. She felt her own emotions rising and wanted to take Darby out. She loved that confused look on her face and when she mentioned the names of her employers, she saw the jaw dropped. That truly excited her.
Darby heard those names, and her heart froze, and her jaw dropped. She thought she might have heard the last of Christos and Thalia and once again, they were after her. This woman was hired to capture her, and she felt terrible for being friendly with her. She knew she was definitely in danger and had to figure out a plan. “Thalia? Christos? They are behind this? Sylvia, you can’t be serious.” she responded in shock.
“Oh, I am VERY serious. You see, I am an assassin. I wanted to kill you. I wanted to take you out, but they convinced me to capture you and bring you to them. They want to fill your holes every day. You are going to be what they wanted you to be. A sex slave. I will admit, I think they should just eliminate you, but they want you to suffer, especially Thalia. She really does not like you.” Sylvia told her. She then gently pinched Darby’s cheek and looked forward to giving her more information that would surely break her heart.
“You got to let me go!! I can’t believe this! I am going to get out of here and I am going to stop you once again. I am going to HAHAHAHAHAHA HEY!!!” Darby squealed when she felt fingers fluttering up her vulnerable sides. It made her realize again that she was in her undergarments, so a lot of her skin was exposed. She also remembered that Thalia knows this woman, so she was sure to talk about her weaknesses. “Just let me go.” she said softly, and hoping she wasn’t going to get tortured.
“Yes, I know your weakness and I am going to have fun with it. You forgot something you imbecile, I have extra motivation to torment you. You ruined Christos’ and Priscilla’s sex ring. We had a good thing going and you once again ruined plans. I see why you are hated so much. You just don’t know when to quit!” Sylvia said. She really liked how Darby reacted to her tickling fingers. Everything Thalia told her seemed to be accurate. Her eyes glanced down to the socks and after learning how sensitive those feet were, she really looked forward to playing with them.
“What? I am GLAD I stopped that sex ring! Those ladies did not deserve that. Any chance I get, I am going to stop that kind of stuff. You tell Christos and Priscilla that they can burn in hell!” Darby said with conviction. She felt her anger rise because she knew she did the right thing. She was not going to let Sylvia try and intimidate her. She started to pull on the chains on her wrists and ankles, but she was stuck. She tried repeatedly but it was no use.
“Hehehe you sound brave, but we both know you are a scared little girl right now. I am going to enjoy torturing you. Plus, I have some surprises for you as we go along. But first, I have been wanting to do this since I first laid eyes on you.” Sylvia said, then slapped Darby’s face as hard as she could. She wanted to destroy the famed deputy and now was the time. She felt her anger rising and was going to systematically break her down. She thought of Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. It was time to make her pay. “I am going to fuck……you…..up.” she said in a very cold tone.
Darby felt that slap on her cheek and it stung a lot. There was a lot of force behind it, and she felt the pain throughout her body. She knew she was in trouble and now this woman wanted to torment her. She wondered if anyone knew where she was. She had to escape somehow. She made it away from Thalia and being shipped to Greece, but that was because she had a lot of help. She looked around the room and then her jaw dropped. Her eyes made contact with a pair of very familiar eyes. “S-Salem? Is that you?” she asked.
“SURPRISE!!!! Hehehehe that I my first one. Yes, it is her.” Sylvia said with glee. She then motioned her hand for La Diabla to come towards the table, and this was truly going to be a great moment.
La Diabla was in emotional pain as she witnessed the entire interaction between Darby and Sylvia. Hearing that gloating voice of the assassin really angered her. She knew Darby was in deep trouble and there was nothing she could do. This was torture for her. She could easily just shoot Sylvia and kill Pilar, but her mother was in danger. Killing those two would certainly mean death to her mother. She had to watch Darby suffer to protect her mother. Now, she saw that Darby looked at her and when Sylvia motioned for her to come forward, she did so with a very heavy heart. She made it close to the table and saw a grinning Sylvia and a stunned Darby.
“Salem???? Why are you here?” Darby asked. In one sense, she was happy to see her because she knew she could escape from this situation, but the other sense was that the outlaw was not helping her. She already had a million questions for her, especially since Rosa claimed she was kidnapping women and traveling to the trafficking operation. “Help me!” she called out.
“She can’t you twit! Hehehe You see, she works for me and Priscilla Montenegro. There is NO ONE to help you and she will see you suffer.” Sylvia taunted. She really loved the idea of La Diabla watching Darby suffer. It would destroy both of the women who defeated her friend.
“Salem? Is that true? You work for Priscilla? Why? What happened?” Darby asked. She felt herself getting emotional because the woman she loved was now working for a woman, she knew she hated with a passion. She saw the sad look on La Diabla’s face and wondered what was happening to her.
La Diabla heard that question and she felt terrible. She had to confirm she worked for Priscilla. Her heart was breaking because Darby was going to learn the terrible things she had done because of Priscilla, and it could mean the end of their love connection. She closed her eyes and realized this was the greatest sacrifice she could make at this moment. It broke her heart, but it had to be done. She looked at Darby and nodded her head. “Yes, I work for Priscilla now. She is my boss, and I am going to do whatever she says.” she said with her voice being heavy with emotion.
Darby was absolutely stunned. She had just heard her lover admit she worked for Priscilla and was going to do whatever she said. That blew her mind because La Diabla was such an independent type of woman. Even when she was with El Guapo, she would march to the beat of her own drummer. Seeing her so docile right now made her wonder if Priscilla had something over her. Judging by her demeanor, there was something different. There was no fire. She seemed sad. She had to find out what happened to the woman she truly loved. “SALEM!! What is going on? What did Priscilla do to you?” she asked.
“Hehehe why do you sound so surprised, Darby. She learned a valuable lesson. Now, there is no one coming to save you. There is no one that is going to stop me from having my way with you. Now, let’s get down to business. Thalia told me so many things about you. She told me you have…..sensitivities. hehehe I am going to exploit those sensitive spots. I just need to figure out where first.” Sylvia threatened. She loved how emotional Darby was getting. She loved the way she reacted to La Diabla telling her that she worked for Priscilla. The moment seemed surreal to her. After all the planning and waiting, she was finally going to get her hands on Darby’s sweet body. She looked at it again as Darby continued to plead with La Diabla to help her. She could see the firm stomach. She could see there was definition on the biceps. The leg muscles were defined and even her ass looked nice inside the underwear. Darby was definitely a fine specimen, and she was going to have a lot of fun. She started to think of a fun way to start! She wiggled her fingers in front of Darby’s eyes to get her attention. “See these?” she teased.
Darby was still pleading with La Diabla to come help her when she suddenly saw wiggling fingers in front of her eyes. That made her stop talking immediately. The threat of being tortured was there and it appeared that moment arrived. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and gulped. She had a smirk on her face, and she knew that woman was truly going to try and torture her. “Sylvia, listen! I thought we were friends! Even if you were hired, you were so good to me. I know you had to at least feel something, right?” she pleaded.
“You know, Thalia did tell me you can be stupid too. I never was your friend. The entire time I was plotting to get close to you. I planned on kidnapping you for a long time. Why do you think it was so easy for me to capture you. You trusted me. I bet you regret that now.” Sylvia told her. Her eyes then looked up and down Darby’s body and when she saw a spot, she wanted to play a game just to torture Darby’s mind. “Hey, what if I were to tickle you……HERE?!” she said then moved her fingers quickly towards the rib area.
Darby saw those hands reaching for her ribs and she panicked! She immediately tensed up her body and screamed. “NO!!! NOT THERE!!! NOT THERE!!!!” she yelled in a panic.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH That was great! You are TOO funny!!!” Sylvia laughed after hearing that panicked scream and the way Darby tried to move her body. She placed her hands to her mouth and just let out her laughter.
Darby started to blush as she realized that Sylvia only pretended to go after her ribs. She was getting nervous and when that happened, the senses in her body amplified. She felt ashamed and knew this woman was trying to mess with her mind. She heard Sylvia laughter, which only made her feel worse. “That wasn’t funny. You scared me.” she said in a soft voice.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA Yes, that was so much fun! Ok, ok. Let’s get serious now. I am going to tickle you right now!!!” Sylvia smiled, then lunged her hands towards the stomach area.
“NOOOOO!!!! NOOOOO!!!!” Darby screamed as those hands quickly made it to her stomach. She tensed up her stomach muscles and then she heard laughter again. It appeared that Sylvia was teasing her once again. She felt silly for screaming, but it was justified. It was now getting really embarrassing because Sylvia was toying with her. “That’s not funny.” she told her.
“Yes, it is!!! Darby!!! You are so pathetic. Hmmmm…. You must be REALLY ticklish to scream like that. I didn’t even touch you and you are already losing it.” Sylvia teased. She was having a lot of fun and knew once she did touch Darby, that woman was definitely going to suffer. She then moved her left hand behind Darby’s back and softly stroked her fingers up Darby’s spine. “How about right here?” she teased.
“EEEEEEEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE Stop that!!! That tickled!!” Darby shrieked as she felt those fingers moving up her spine. That was no trick by Sylvia. The woman actually touched her this time and the ticklish feelings were very strong. She knew this was not going to go well for her and she had to somehow get away from this.
La Diabla saw how Sylvia was toying with Darby, and she felt terrible. It was the most helpless feeling in the world. She was going to watch Darby suffer and she just had to stand there and watch. This was worse than what Thalia did or what Priscilla did in Santa Selena. When Darby was tortured by those two women, she was incapacitated herself. She had been broken by Priscilla and trapped in bondage in that Santa Selena cavern, and she was strapped to a table when Sabrina Alamain brought her into a room to watch Thalia torture Darby in front of her. Now, she was not bound by anything physical. She was bound by the safety of her mother. It was agonizing because she really wanted to help Darby, but she couldn’t. She grimaced when she saw those fingers tickling Darby’s back. She could already hear that desperation in her lover’s voice. She lowered her head and tried to keep her composure. Darby was truly going to suffer.
Sylvia continued to race her fingers up and down the spine. She also discovered that the skin was very soft. For a woman who was rugged and could handle herself physically, Darby was still very soft. She liked that and wanted to push all of her buttons. She felt Darby trying to sway her body around, but she couldn’t get away from her fingers. The fingers slowly moved up and down the spine. She would touch the top of the spine near the neck, then between the shoulder blades, jump over the bra strap, and then continue its path all the way to the top of the underwear. She also saw goosebumps come out and heard those sweet giggles. “You are so ticklish. Hehehe For someone that is the bravest deputy around, you sure are a weak little girl when it comes to being touched.” she taunted.
Darby felt those fingers on her spine, and it was driving her crazy. It didn’t tickle too much, but it was still making her skin crawl, and she giggled a little. She moved her body as much as she could to try and avoid that touch, but she was trapped. She looked over at La Diabla who was now facing the other direction. She could see her head was hanging down and she desperately needed her. The fingers went up her spine again and it really drove her wild. “heheheheheheheh stop that!!!! Salem!!! Help me!!! Help me please!!!!” she yelled.
“Salem! Salem! Help me! Help me!!! You are PATHETIC Darby! Stop begging like a child. She is not going to help you.” Sylvia mocked. She loved the way Darby was reacting and knew she had gotten her really good. Now she wanted to hear the hard laughter. It was time to make her scream. She then moved her fingers from the spine and standing close to Darby, and slightly behind her, she wrapped her left arm around and placed the hand on the left hip, right above the underwear. She then placed her right hand on the right hip and gave both hands a gentle squeeze. “Does this tickle?” she asked.
Darby felt those squeezes on her hips, and she exploded. The ticklish feeling was intense and rocked her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO NOT THERE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOO” she screamed.
La Diabla felt her emotions all over the place as she heard that horrific screaming laughter. She didn’t know where Darby was being tickled, but she knew it had to be one of her worst spots. The sound of her laughter was breaking her heart. She didn’t want to watch. She didn’t want to see the look of ticklish agony on her sweet face. She then noticed Pilar was staring at her. That was someone else she detested and wished she could take her out right now.
“Hey! Watch her suffer! Don’t look away!” Pilar yelled at La Diabla. She was already enjoying listening to Darby suffering. She really liked the exchange between the deputy and the outlaw. She thought it was a great moment to force La Diabla to watch her friend suffer. She hated La Diabla, so seeing her in misery was a beautiful thing.
La Diabla heard that command and she really wanted to pull her gun out and just empty all of her bullets into Pilar’s body. She knew that once she finished Pricilla, Pilar was going to be next. The problem was that her mother was still in that danger. That was literally the only thing preventing her from killing everyone who she hated at the moment. She wanted to yell something back at her but realized it would be pointless. She slowly turned around and saw Darby laughing her head off. She could hear that powerful laugh and her heart felt so bad. She knew that laughter very well. She loved playing tickling games when they were intimate. It had been a long time since she heard the laughter of torment. It brought her back to that fateful moment when Thalia tortured her. She felt her nerves on fire, and her pulse quickened. She really wanted to do something, but she just couldn’t. La Diabla saw Sylvia’s hands squeezing that hip area and knew it was destroying the deputy. Her eyes watered a little, but she maintained her composure.
Sylvia continued to squeeze those hips, and her own desires grew. She wanted to really torture this woman. She thought about how she tickled several women on this mission. She tickled Phoebe and Kylie. She enjoyed those two because she utterly humiliated them, especially Phoebe, the owner of the largest cattle company around. She thought about how she tormented Ingrid, the same woman that went around tickling other women for their jewelry. That was a fun moment breaking her, but she ended up becoming friends with her. She hoped to see her again and even thought about making her a partner. Then there were the sex slaves. The way she had fun with Alice stood out to her. The young, blond woman was so delightfully ticklish and very pretty. Breaking her was a great time, she and wondered if she should somehow try to find her again. But this target, the one she was currently tormented, she wanted to make this moment special. She wanted to torture Darby until she was an obedient sex slave. Thalia had broken her, so she definitely had to do the same. The more she thought about breaking her, the more aggressive her hands got, and she kept squeezing. That horrific laugh was making her happy and she just wanted to keep going. “That’s right, Darby Laugh. Laugh your pathetic brains out. I am going to break you. You will never be the same again….” she told her softly.
Darby continued to feel those squeezes and she couldn’t help but let her laughter out. She knew she was already in trouble, but what bothered her was that La Diabla was just standing there. She felt her heart breaking, which only made her body feel more responsive. She had to know why her lover was not helping her. Then she felt the fingers leave her hips and gently stroke her stomach. She looked down and saw them lazily touching her skin and it drove her wild. “Stop hehehehe tickling me!!! Why do you have to torture me???” she yelled.
Sylvia loved Darby’s reactions, and she really loved the touch of her skin. She paused her tickling for a moment because she still wanted to play some mind games. “Why do I have to torture you? I already told you, sweetie. It’s called…..revenge.” she told her.
“But why does it have to happen? I am a prisoner. I am already trapped. I am not going anywhere. Why do I have to be tortured? It is humiliating.” Darby said. She tried to pull at her binds again, but it was no use. She wanted to prevent the tickling as long as she could. She looked at Sylvia and had to try and convince her not to torment her. “Just send me to Greece. I-I don’t have to be tortured.” she told her.
“Oh, you are going to Greece, there’s no doubt about that. But you DESERVE to be tortured. How about this? If you answer this question honestly, I might consider avoiding torturing you. But you need to pay attention to the question. Because it will also answer why I have to torture you. Ready?” Sylvia teased. She formed a wry smile on her face and looked at the stomach area again. She figured it was time to truly start the torture. She had been doing fun games up till this point, but now it was time to really start making this woman suffer.
Darby saw the wry smile and knew the assassin was up to something. She had a feeling it was not going to help her but for the moment, she wasn’t getting tickled. She swallowed hard and then took a deep breath. She had to play Sylvia’s game and prayed she could avoid her torment. “Yeah, I am ready. What do you want to ask me?” she asked.
“Tell me Darby, did you torture Thalia? Did you, you know, tickle her?” Sylvia asked with a grin. She saw the look on Darby’s face and loved it. She knew she just hit a nerve and couldn’t wait to see how she answered. It would spell her own doom
Darby heard that question and now she understood what was about to happen. Her head fell forward, and she closed her eyes. She knew she was about to get tormented. She could only hope that Sylvia was not as brutal as Thalia was. “Yeah….I did.” she answered truthfully.
“Yes, you did! She told me all about it. Frankly, I was quite shocked that she is ticklish. That woman is like a machine. She is so stoic, you can barely tell her emotions other than destroying someone with sadistic glee. But she told me that you and that bitch over there tickled her. She never felt so embarrassed in her entire life. You left a mark on her, Darby. You really did. She told me that once I find you, that I am to give you the worst tickling of your life. That’s why you are being tortured. It is called……revenge.” Sylvia told her. She loved how Darby accepted her fate. She felt excited and then looked at La Diabla. She could see how emotional she looked, and it made the moment even better. Now it was time to mess with her mind as well. “As for you, this is also revenge against you. I want you to watch closely. I want you to hear and see how much this bitch is going to suffer. Thalia told me how you participated and even though you got your grubby hands on her, she didn’t think much of you. You were more of a pest than anything. But Darby? She is truly going to suffer.” she told her.
La Diabla heard the exchange between Sylvia and Darby and her heart went out to the deputy. She remembered how they both tortured Thalia and even got the woman to laugh. Sylvia was right. Thalia rarely showed any true human emotion except sadism. Now, they were both paying a price. Darby was going to be tortured, and she had to watch it all. She saw Sylvia’s fingers heading towards that exposed stomach and knew she was about to hear some tortured screams. She closed her eyes for a moment and prepared for the loud screaming.
Darby saw the fingers heading towards her stomach and she desperately tried to move it out of the way. She already started giggling because the fingers were starting to wiggle. She saw them getting closer and she reactively sucked in her gut as far as she could. Then she felt the fingers touch her stomach and started to wiggle right there. “Hehehehehehe hey!!! Don’t do this to me!!! hehehe it tickles!!!” she giggled.
“I know it does. Kitchy kitchy koo!” Sylvia teased as she started to scrabble her fingers over the stomach area. She loved how firm the abdominal muscles were and how soft the skin was. Her fingers moved across the stomach, going from the left side, across the middle of the belly and then off the right side. She repeated the move a few times and Darby had that ticklish look on her face. She could see her eyes were shut and her mouth was open. She heard those very cute giggles, and it got her really excited. She started to pitter patter her fingers on the belly and that provided a great reaction.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP IT!!! HAHAHAHAHA MY TUMMY IS TICKISH!!!” Darby laughed as the fingers got more aggressive. She could feel how they moved across her skin and her body was very sensitive. It always amazed her how more ticklish she had gotten over all this time. Ever since that first moment when La Diabla had kidnapped her and tickled her in that barn, every tickling moment seemed to make her more sensitive. She could tell the fingers weren’t really pressing into her, but once they did, she would absolutely lose it. She felt the laughter getting stronger as the fingers now went up and down her belly. When it got close to her navel, she let out a ticklish squeal.
“Someone is VERY ticklish on her tummy! Hehehe That’s right, Darby, just laugh. Laugh your pretty head off. You are going to be doing that for a while. I am going to find ALL of your ticklish spots.” Sylvia threatened. She noticed that Darby got more vocal in her laughter when her fingers got close to the navel. She looked at the small “innie” belly button and licked her lips. She softly moved her fingers around that button and loved how soft the skin was. It also seemed to make Darby a lot more reactive. “Does it tickle right here?” she teased.
Darby felt the fingers around her navel, and it drove her crazy. The fingers then moved to that very delicate skin below the navel and above her underwear. That made her jerk her rear end outwards, and she tried to get away from those fingers’ tickling touch. “EEEPP!!! DON’T TICKLE THERE!!!!” she screamed.
“Why not? It is FUN! Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she continued to touch that sensitive region. She then smacked Darby’s ass and watched her body go upright. Once she was more upright, she then went back to the navel tickling. That sent another cute scream of laughter coming from her prisoner and she enjoyed it. She futtered her fingers across the area and loved the reactions. It was a beautiful thing to see this woman laugh herself silly. She glanced over at La Diabla and smiled. “Isn’t this a beautiful sight to see?” she asked her sarcastically.
La Diabla heard that laughter and it was getting to her. She tickled Darby enough times to know all of her weakest spots. She knew the belly button was one of the worst spots. She saw that look of ticklish agony on her face and her heart went out to her. It was the greatest challenge of her life watching Darby get tickled and she just stood there. She heard Sylvia’s question, and she got angry. “Leave her alone already. If you keep making her scream, you are going to alert the entire town.” she said.
Sylvia heard that answer and it made her pause. She realized that Darby was screaming her laughter because she was extra sensitive. They were in an abandoned building but not in an isolated part of Ciudad Azteca. Someone COULD possibly hear the deputy laughing hysterically and could investigate it. When she tickled the sex slaves at the facility, or when she tormented Phoebe, they were in isolation. The victim could scream all they wanted, and it didn’t matter. Now, she had to keep Darby from screaming. She winked at La Diabla and smiled. “Thank you for saying that! You are right. She is so damn loud, she might alert people outside. I think it is time we gag her. Hehehe” she laughed.
Darby felt relief after the tickling around her navel stopped. She could still feel some tingles in her body, and she was already getting tired. Her mouth was dry, and her lungs were starting to burn. She lifted her head and looked over at Sylvia. “You….you got to stop. No more tickling….why does it always have to be tickling?” she panted.
“Hehehe why does it have to be tickling? You already know that answer, silly woman. You know it is the greatest torture of all. No marks on your sweet body. It is agonizing and can break your will. Christos doesn’t want to see your body marred. He doesn’t care about your will and your brain. He wants to have his way with your body, and so does Thalia. Now, let me find something to gag you with. Since I am not interrogating you, I really don’t care what you have to say. You can just suffer.” Sylvia told her then walked away from the table. She needed something to gag Darby with. She passed by La Diabla and tapped her on the shoulder. “Thanks for the idea….hehehe” she told her.
La Diabla watched as Sylvia looked for a gag. She looked back at Darby and could tell she was already feeling the effects of prolonged tickle torture. She wanted to help her. She wanted to do something so that she didn’t suffer as much. She knew she couldn’t stop it but wanted to help in some kind of way. “Hey, while you look for that gag, let me give her some water at least I am sure her throat is dry.” she said, then walked towards Darby.
Darby was trying to recover and hoped her torment was over. She knew it wasn’t but tried to keep a positive spin within her own mind. She then saw La Diabla walking towards her and holding a cup. She didn’t know what was going to happen and she felt nervous. The outlaw arrived at her location, and she felt extremely nervous. “Salem? What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
“Just drink the water. You are going to need it.” La Diabla told her. She placed the cup near Darby’s lips and watched her start to drink. She felt terrible that her lover was going to keep suffering. She saw her dribbling some of the water down her chin and she wiped it away. She then pulled the cup back and allowed Darby to swallow and feel some refreshment. “Are you ok?” she asked.
Darby felt the refreshing water going down her throat and it felt wonderful. After screaming so hard, her throat got dry, and she was very happy to receive the water. She looked at La Diabla and she felt sad. She was still being so loving to her. It made her think that there was just so much more to the story than the outlaw just deciding to go back to her criminal life. She figured this was her opportunity to get the truth out of this woman. “Salem….tell me. Why are you working for Priscilla? Why? That is not you.” she said softly.
“I can’t tell you right now, but I hope to soon….” La Diabla answered. She wanted to tell Darby the entire story, but with Pilar and Sylvia in the room, there was no way to have this conversation. She heard Sylvia saying she found something, and she knew her time was short. She looked at Darby’s face and felt her heart breaking. “I love you…” she said just using her lips and no sound, then walked away.
Darby read the lips, and she really felt horrible. There definitely was more to the story and now she might never know. Knowing that she was still loved made her feel confident that the outlaw did not actually return to her evil ways but perhaps was forced to. Then she saw Sylvia walk up with what appeared to be some kind of cloth like material The woman had an evil smirk on her face, and she shivered. “Leave me alone…..please.” she begged.
“Darby, Darby, Darby. You are too cute. You are not getting free. Now, I hope you realize I am not a total monster. I allowed that bitch to give you some water. I didn’t want you to have any, but I guess it was ok. Now, open your mouth so I can put this inside it.” Sylvia commanded. She saw Darby closing her mouth and it appeared that she was going to resist placing the gag inside her mouth. She chuckled a little because she thought it was adorable that Darby was still trying to resist her. She simply reached her left hand forward and pinched Darby’s nose shut. She saw her struggling and finally, when the mouth opened, she shoved the material inside her mouth. She knew she was going to make it more secure once she got to the deputy’s feet by taking her socks. She saw Darby wincing and she laughed. “Hehehehe something wrong You don’t like the taste?” she asked teasingly.
Darby felt her nose getting pinched and she was forced to open her mouth in order to breathe. Then before she could gather her senses, she felt something getting stuck inside her mouth. It filled her mouth, and it tasted salty and really weird. It was warm and she started to gag a little since Sylvia stuffed it deep inside. She started to shake her head and wondered what it was. The way the material felt reminded her of when her socks were stuffed inside her mouth. However, her socks were still on her feet, so she had no idea what this was. She heard Sylvia’s question and was perplexed.
“Hehehe it is a sock, silly! Hehehehe The best part is, it is not your sock, or my sock. It is Pilar’s sock! Hahahahaha She had been wearing her socks for well over a day now. In this warm temperature, I can only imagine what that sock tastes like. She has some big feet too, so plenty of gag for your sweet mouth. Hahahaha” Sylvia told her. She loved the shocked look in Darby’s eyes and felt a chill in her body. She was about to go into pure tickle torture mode and really looked forward to it. She then glanced over at Pilar who had a smile on her face. She looked down and the woman still had her shoe off, displaying her naked right foot. She was grateful that Pilar wanted to humiliate Darby. “Thank you for your sock. I hope your foot doesn’t get too lonely without a sock on. Hehehe” she giggled.
“It is my pleasure! Make that bitch suffer!” Pilar said with a huge smile. When Sylvia asked her for her sock to use as a gag, she felt a little weird because she would only have one sock left. But knowing that it was going to be stuffed inside Darby’s mouth made it worth it. She glanced over at La Diabla and grinned. “I hope your friend likes the taste of my toes. Hehehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla felt tremendous anger and also sympathy for poor Darby. She didn’t know Pilar gave up a sock and as she stared at the large bare foot, she wished she could strap that woman down and make her pay for everything. She then looked at Darby and the look of sadness was etched all over it. It would be bad having your own sock used against you, but to have someone else’s sock inside the mouth, especially a worn sock, had to be horrible. She felt her hands trembling because Darby wasn’t even truly tortured yet, but this was already too much for her. She closed her eyes for a moment and prayed this would end soon.
“Now, where were we? That’s right! I am finding your spots, and you are not going to alert all of Ciudad Azteca.” Sylvia said, then started to softly run her fingers across the belly again. She loved how responsive it was, and a ticklish stomach was always a fun spot to play with. She moved her fingers across that skin and felt the body jerking. She could hear those muffled giggles and knew the sensations were getting worse. The more she made Darby helpless, the more she was going to be ticklish. She moved her fingers in a circular motion and loved hearing those muffled giggles. She then made the circle smaller and smaller and then went to the belly button. Once again, Darby started to roar in laughter, but with that sock gag inside her mouth, it was muffled. She saw the look of ticklish panic in her eyes, and she kept tickling. She wondered what it was like when Thalia had her hands on this same woman. She knew her friend broke this woman, and she hoped she could do the same. “This must really tickle! Hehehe” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers on her stomach again and it drove her wild. The sensations were very powerful, and she couldn’t help but laugh. She could feel tiny traces of the nails and that sent intense sensations throughout her body. She couldn’t get away and she still felt humiliated from having Pilar’s warm sock in her mouth. She could taste the sweat, and it made her miserable. She had no idea how many days that woman wore that sock, which made her situation worse. Then the fingers were at her navel again and she exploded. She was feeling really sensitive and that was one of her weakest spots. “STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA GET AWAY!!! STOP!!!! HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into her gag.
“Why would I stop? Huh? I love the way you laugh. I love hearing you suffer. I bet you thought defeating Thalia was the best thing in your life, right? I am sure you felt invincible. How do you feel now? How do you feel now knowing that Thalia, Christos and ME are going to get the last…..laugh? hehehehehe” Sylvia teased. She continued to go after the belly button and wanted to force Darby into horrible ticklish nightmares. She started to use her nails more and that got a really good reaction out of her victim. She could see those eyes widened with sheer ticklish terror and then closed because she was laughing so hard. The nails were on the outer edges of the navel, and it had to be driving her crazy. She wanted to keep pushing. She wanted to keep making Darby suffer. She waited for this moment for quite some time, and she was going to use every single minute of it to make sure she suffered greatly.
Darby felt those nails circling around her delicate belly button and it really got to her. She always hated that helpless feeling when she was tickled. Every time she was tortured, it took away more of her soul. She was a little used to tickle torture since it happened so often for her throughout her recent years. However, it always was humiliating, and it always chipped away at her own self confidence because this was the one weakness so many villains exploited. It was the one weakness that embarrassed her the most. She had lost physical fights before, most recently to Thalia, and that always hurt her ego. But being tickled was even worse. There was absolutely nothing she could do, and it just got worse. The nails poked inside her navel, and she really started to squirm around and exploded in hysterical laughter. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! STOP PLEASE!!!! MERCY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Mercy? Hehehehe you’re cute. There is NO mercy! I told you. I am going to break you once and for all. There will be no escape. There will be no future for you. Your fate will finally be sealed. No miracles for you. You will be a sex slave and when I do come visit Christos and Thalia in the future, I think I will ask them to let me play for you for a night. I just love how sensitive you are. The best part? I haven’t found all your spots yet.” Sylvia teased as she continued to tickle the navel. She then poked her right index finger into the navel and dug around inside. That really got Darby’s body to vibrate, and she felt a rush of adrenaline in her own body. Hearing that horrific muffled scream started to turn her on and she wanted to just punish her. She swirled her finger faster and the reaction was beautiful.
La Diabla watched what was happening and she just could not help but feel so sad. Darby was suffering and she couldn’t stop it. She just had to stand there and take it. She saw how the belly button was being probed, and she knew all about that spot. She wanted to kiss it and make it feel better, but the assassin’s finger was still inside and torturing the woman who had her heart. She balled her fists in frustration and felt herself getting emotional. She wanted to go rescue her and then comfort her. She was grateful that she did get to tell Darby that she loved her. She really hoped that it helped ease Darby’s mind a little about why she was working for Priscilla and not becoming what she used to be during El Guapo’s days in the gang. She looked to the heavens and prayed there was something she could do to help save poor Darby.
“hehehe are you enjoying this as much as I am? Wow, she really is ticklish. Listen to her scream. Look how red her face is. hehehe I wish I could tickle her too.” Pilar taunted. She walked up next to La Diabla and figured she would not only keep her company, but to make her feel miserable as well. It was such a great feeling knowing that she had some control over this woman. From what Priscilla described, La Diabla was a feared outlaw who was twisted and ruthless as they came. Now, she had power over her which only elevated her own ego. She was going to enjoy every single moment of it.
“Listen to me and listen good. I am going to get out of this. Darby is going to get out of this. When we do, I highly suggest you find a good hiding place. Because I will personally hunt you down, torture you, then end you. I don’t like you. I hate you. I will make you pay for having a knife to my mother’s throat. We are not friends. We never will be. Your sock is in her mouth, and I want to tear your foot off and beat you with it. Am I making myself clear?” La Diabla said without even looking at Pilar. She knew this woman was trying to get under her skin and she was doing it. She didn’t want to be friends with her, and she only had to follow what she said because Isabel was in life threatening danger. She continued to stare at Darby screaming in ticklish misery and her emotions were already high. She definitely did not want to hear this woman taunting her and gave her that message.
Pilar heard that threat and she was shocked by it. The tone of the voice was in cold blood, and she knew La Diabla was in fact a very dangerous woman. However, she had her own ego and was not going to let that woman say nasty things back to her especially when she was in charge of her. “Well, you listen to me, bitch. One more outburst like that and I will see to it that your mother gets punished. I know where she is right now and let’s just say that if something happens to me, there will be a terrible price to pay. I could just have her suffer right now. I should notify Priscilla of what you said to me and then perhaps we can punish you by torturing her. She really does have a delicate body….” she whispered to her.
La Diabla’s anger was near a breaking point, and it took everything she had within her not to wrap her hands around Pilar’s throat and choke the life out of her. She knew that if she did, Isabel would be harmed. She thought about that look of fear on Isabel’s face when Pilar had that knife to her throat and it broke her heart. “Just stop talking to me, ok?” she told her.
“Then you need to apologize to me. Do it, or perhaps your mother’s feet need some special attention.” Pilar threatened. She loved the feeling of power she had right now and after Maria disappeared, she needed to distract her own emotional pain.
La Diabla felt her anger boiling again, but she had to maintain her composure. These women were testing the very limits of her patience, and it took a lot out of her not to lash out. She looked towards Pilar and saw that sarcastic smirk on her face. She did not want to do it, but she had no choice. “I’m sorry.” she said and then turned away.
“Much better! Watch your mouth next time! Now, let’s enjoy watching your sexy friend over there get tortured. Hehehehe” Pilar laughed. She felt really good at the moment, then looked back at poor Darby. She could see Sylvia’s fingers swirling inside the belly button and loved the reaction Darby was giving. She could see how her eyes were bugging out and how loud she was screaming into her sock. That made her giggle to herself as she wiggled her naked toes inside her shoe. It was delightful knowing that her sock was inside Darby’s mouth. She chuckled to herself when she thought about the fact she had to get a new pair of socks when this was over. She couldn’t use that same sock because it would be drenched in saliva. “She is so ticklish! Listen to her. Screaming and begging. Hehehehe Did you know she was this ticklish?” she asked in a teasing voice.
La Diabla’s eyes started to water because she could see how much ticklish agony Darby was in. The way Sylvia was probing and tickling the navel was very upsetting. She knew how sensitive her lover was. The tickling games they had with each other were always a great time, but this was about pure torture. She knew Darby couldn’t handle being tickled for too long. She knew her lover would break, and she wanted to cry. “Dammit…..” she said to herself.
Darby continued to scream into her gag as she felt that finger inside her navel. There was no relenting of the attack. It just kept happening and there was no stopping. That constant shockwave of agonizing ticklish sensations overwhelmed her body, and she prayed it would all be over soon. No matter how many times she had been tickle tortured, it was always a terrible time, and she would never get used to it. She hated that enemies knew of her ticklishness and exploited it. She felt embarrassed and tried her best to break her arms free. She moved her socked feet around and swayed her hips. She was trying anything and everything she could to get away from this woman’s tickling fingers. Then the finger pressed just a little deeper inside her navel and she lost it. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!! MERCY!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE HAVE HAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!!” she screamed into the gag.
“Hehehe No. No mercy. Just laughter.” Sylvia responded. She moved her fingers inside that navel, trying to bring out the very worst sensations that Darby could feel. She wanted to wear her down quickly, so that she could suffer more. She could see how red Darby’s face was and knew her body was in distress. It didn’t even matter to her. She just wanted to make this woman suffer. She got more excited as she tickled that navel. She wanted Darby to completely break. That way there would be no resistance when she went to Greece and became a sex toy to a brutal woman, and a sex-addict man. She thought about those two in Greece and smiled. “As you are laughing your pretty head off, I want you to think about Thalia. I want you to know just how angry she is at you. I bet you never met Christos, but when you do, at least he is a handsome man. He will fuck you a lot. But he is not brutal, and you might enjoy yourself. But Thalia……..that will be a different story. She really does not like you. She talked about how much she will enjoy playing with you on a daily basis. I had never seen her so angry before. The best thing is, I don’t feel bad for you at all. In fact, I might even visit on a few occasions just to watch her have her way with you. Wouldn’t that be fun? You will always remember me. hehehe” she taunted.
Darby visualized Thalia in her mind again. When the finger moved out of the navel and tickled around the outer edges, she could picture the Greek warrior’s long, thick auburn colored hair. That look of sheer sadism on her face. The way her presence commanded attention. She was unlike any other woman she met before, including the woman she loved dearly. She then shrieked again as she felt fingers sliding up and down her stomach area again. It was such an agonizing feeling, and she already started to feel desperate. This did not seem like this would end anytime soon. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on anything but the tickling. Then as soon as she did that, the tickling stopped. She opened her eyes again and saw that Sylvia was no longer in front of her. She turned her head to the right and saw a glimpse of the blond assassin. She tried to turn her body towards her, but she couldn’t. Now she sensed that Sylvia was behind her body and fear tore through her. She couldn’t see the woman, or her hands and it made her nervous. “Let me go! Please! Stop tickling me!” she whined into her gag.
Sylvia was behind Darby and off to the right side. She could see her back, the ass and the backs of her legs. Her eyes traveled all the way down to the big, socked feet and giggled. She couldn’t wait to examine Darby’s bare feet, especially after all the praise that Thalia told her about them. She then reached forward and went towards the rubber band that held Darby’s ponytail. She wanted to let her hair down because she wanted to see her hair whipping around when she tickled her. She removed the band, and the long red hair flowed freely. She saw the hair reach towards the middle of the area between the shoulder blades and was curious. Every single time she saw Darby, she was in her ponytail. Now, her hair was loose, and she wanted to see how she looked. She did a quick smack on Darby’s rear end, then headed back to be in front of her. Once she got there, she looked at Darby’s face and the long red hair flowing down the sides and past the shoulders. Even though the face was red, the eyes were watery, and she was making desperate panting noises, she found her to be very beautiful. Darby was always very pretty to her but seeing her like this really made her admire the beauty she had. “Wow…..I don’t really like you, but you really are a beautiful woman, Darby. Really beautiful.” she told her, then started to run the fingers of her left hand through that red hair on the right side of Darby’s face.
Darby was still trying to get air into her lungs via her nostrils. Her body temperature was high, and she could feel that stress. She felt miserable and the torture had just begun. She felt something grabbing at her ponytail and in moments, her hair fell down and now it was loose. She always loved having her hair up in a ponytail. She only took it down before she went to bed or bathed. She felt a hard slap on her ass, and she winced, then she saw Sylvia in front of her again. The woman had this look on her face, and it gave her chills. She had seen that look before on an enemy’s face before and she knew what it was. Sylvia was probably starting to feel lust and it frightened her. She felt those fingers stroking through her hair and heard the compliment. It made her sad because it appeared there was going to be some sexual humiliation sometime during this ordeal. ”Let me go…..please let me go.” she whimpered.
“Silly! The answer is still……no. I am admiring you though. You are very pretty. Hmmmm….. I bet your body is absolutely stunning naked.” Sylvia told her. She did feel a sexual attraction to her prisoner and even though it was already planned to do so, she did like the feeling of lust she was having. Playing with Darby’s sexual areas was definitely going to be a great bonus for her. She could see the heaving chest and wondered what the breasts would look like. Thalia told her, but until she saw them herself, she was going to be really curious.
“Nooooo……please no.” Darby reacted to what she heard from Sylvia. She knew it was going to happen, but just hearing the woman talk about her being naked put fear into her. She felt the fingers leave her hair and wondered where she was going to strike next.
“Hehehe you sound so scared! I love it. Hmmmm….where should I tickle you next?” Sylvia mused then headed back towards being behind Darby. She loved the way Darby’s body was really starting to squirm around and being in true fear. She loved the effect she was having on her. This was getting to be a lot more fun than what she did to Phoebe Wellington. Darby was a hero. Someone that people thought was strong. Now she was just another ticklish woman that was going to be broken. She then placed her own body close to Darby’s from behind and placed her head to the right side of Darby’s. She pressed her head close so that when Darby started screaming, she minimized the potential headbutt that could happen. She then placed her hands on the ribcage and started to massage her fingers directly on that area. “Ticklish here?” she teased.
“HEY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!! HAHAHAHHAA NOT THERE!!!” Darby screamed as she felt those fingers massaging her ribs. That area was always extremely sensitive, and she immediately broke out into hysterical laughter. The fingers seemed to be well placed on her body. The fingers were directly in the spaces between the ribs and that really tickled her. She started to thrash as much as she could, but Sylvia’s own body was close to hers. It felt like she was being hugged from behind and she was trapped. The fingers moved even faster, and she exploded again. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA NOOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!” she wailed away.
La Diabla winced as she witnessed Sylvia tickling the ribs. She heard that agonizing laughter and her heart was hurting. She always loved the sound of Darby’s laughter, but this was not about fun. Her lover was being tortured, and she just had to watch it. She saw how Darby’s hair was let down and she always loved that look. Darby always wore that ponytail, so when her hair was down, it was always a special moment. Now she was in terrible ticklish agony and those fingers on her ribs had to make her feel miserable. She watched intently as the fingers moved from one spot to another, surely driving the deputy crazy. She felt so much agony in her heart that she wanted to cry. This was without a doubt one of the most difficult moments she ever had in her life. Watching a loved one suffer and even though she could put a stop to it, she actually couldn’t. “Darby…..Darby.” she whispered to herself as she heard that terrible muffled laughter.
Sylvia loved the muffled laughter coming from Darby. She loved how reactive she was to her rib probing and wanted to keep drawing out the worst sensation. She moved her fingers to the tops of the rib bones and slowly circled them on the bones, as though she was giving them a massage. She made the body close to her really start to tremble and she loved it. She could feel Darby’s head bumping into hers, but she kept their heads close, so Darby couldn’t headbutt her. She loved how much stronger the laughter got and just wanted to keep punishing her. There was always this amazing feeling of dominance she felt when she tickled her victims. She had tickled so many different ones, but this one was much more special. Not only because she was a target at the highest levels, but because of her very athletic and fit body. Even with her pressing into the ribs, she could tell Darby was in such good shape. This woman really was a tough individual, and it was sweet listening to her laugh. That was the thrill. Making a woman as skilled as the deputy howl in tortured laughter. Finding her greatest weakness and tormenting it. She knew there were other spots on the body to play with, and it made her nipples tingle just thinking about it. “Hehehe Isn’t this fun? You are just SO ticklish! Who knew that you were this weak? I know you intimidate others, but we know your cute little secret. Deputy Darby is just a ticklish little girl. Just tickle her cute ribbies and she falls apart completely. Some hero you are. hehehehe" she taunted while whispering in Darby’s ear.
Darby heard those teasing words, and it seemed to make everything much worse. She hated it when her captors taunted and teased her. It always made the tickling much worse. She felt helpless and with those strong fingers pressing into her ribs and now massaging them, it sent very intense sensations throughout her entire body. She could feel Sylvia’s body on hers, with her head right next to her. It was as though they were cuddling, but instead, she was being completely tortured by this woman. She felt that helplessness starting to wash over her and that really made her panic. She didn’t want to become completely submissive. She had nowhere to go or hide. She just had to endure this tickling feeling. Then she felt the fingers probing the lower parts of her ribs and she lost it. “HAHAHAHAHAHA LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!” she screeched into her gag.
“Hehehehe leave you alone? That is not happening anytime soon. I got you, Darby. I GOT YOU! You are mine! Now, suffer!!!!” Sylvia teased back. She felt Darby’s body really starting to squirm around and rub against her body. She heard that horrific ticklish squeals and it continued to motivate her even more. She wanted to just keep tickling this woman and find all of her spots. She placed her fingers deeper into the ribs and the laughter just kept getting more intense. “Tickle, tickle, tickle! Kitchy kitchy coo!!!” she teased.
Darby heard those ticklish taunts, and it made the tickling feel even worse. She realized that this was not going to end soon, and her mind was in turmoil. She tried to pull on her wrists binds again, but noticed she wasn’t pulling as hard. That made her realize she was getting weaker and that spelled doom for her. Once she got physically weaker, the tickling would be much, much worse. She hated knowing that in a way. It meant that she was tortured so many times, she knew how her body would react and how it would break down from prolonged tickling. Even when she had the tickle fights with La Diabla, if she started to feel weaker, it meant the end of her, and she would lose the battle. She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about how her life would be once she was broken. If she did not survive this, then she would be a play toy to a man she never met, Christos Andino. She was not sexually attracted to men, so that would be a nightmare to be touched by him. She also thought about what would happen if Thalia got her in a weakened state. She remembered how bad she was tortured by that woman and if she wanted revenge, it would be much worse. She felt a squeeze into her ribs on the upper areas, and she let out a ticklish shriek because the intensity caught her of guard. “EEEEEEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!” she begged.
“No….I want to keep tickling you and tickling you and tickle you forever! Hehehehe Here is the best part. You don’t know how long I will do this. I could stop tickling you in five seconds. I could tickle you for another hour straight. You have NO idea when I will stop. So, you might as well accept your fate. You. Are. Mine.” Sylvia said into Darby’s right ear, trying to break her mentally. She moved her fingers up and down the ribs faster, trying to keep changing the way she tickled to keep Darby off guard. She didn’t want her to get used to a particular stroke. She wanted to keep changing it up to keep her guessing and to keep doing those cute ticklish squeals of hers. She then looked forward and saw the look on La Diabla’s face. There was something very satisfying about looking at the outlaw who had a very sad look on her face. She knew these two were lovers because of what Thalia told her, and she decided to tease her a little. She slowed the tickling down a little and then kissed the side of Darby’s neck. She was intending to make La Diabla react, but she loved how soft that skin was on her lips. She kissed the side of the neck again and she felt her own arousal starting to build. She didn’t like Darby and wanted to torture her, but she was a very attractive woman, and her skin was very nice. “Mmmm…..you are so soft.” she cooed a little.
“Mmmmmmm nooooo…..hehehehehehe please don’t do that…..” Darby giggled and felt the urge to moan. She felt some relief because the tickle attack slowed down. It was still happening but not at the intense pace. She felt those kisses on the right side of her neck, and she felt something she did not want to feel at the moment. Pleasure. Sensual pleasure. It meant that Sylvia was intending on humiliating her sexually and that really messed with her mind.
La Diabla was in a lot of emotional turmoil. She had been watching Sylvia tickle those ribs of Darby’s and it drove her crazy knowing she couldn’t stop it. She knew how ticklish she was there and knew she was going to break soon. She listened to that tormented laughter and prayed that somehow Darby could fight it off. Then she saw the fingers slowing down and wondered if Darby was going to get a break. Her eyes widened when she saw what Sylvia did next. She saw her lock eyes for a moment with her and then kiss the side of Darby’s neck. She knew what kissing Darby’s neck would do to her. She loved doing it herself and it meant only one thing. The assassin was going to get Darby’s sexual feelings built up, so she could sexually conquer her. That really bothered her because she really loved the sex she and Darby had. She knew her spots to drive her wild and watching someone else do it was always hard to see. Just like when she saw Thalia playing with Darby’s womanhood. It was heartbreaking then, and now she was witnessing it again. “Leave her alone…..” she thought to herself.
“Listen to how cute you sound right now. Hehehe Do you like my kisses, Darby? Or do you like my tickles? Pick one and I will do it right now.” Sylvia offered. It was time to start truly playing with Darby’s mind. She needed to be broken so that she would be such a submissive slave to her employers in Greece.
Darby felt goosebumps on her skin when she heard that voice and felt the warm breath in her ear telling her a choice she had to make. She didn’t want either. Neither one of them was going to be good for her and she felt a little emotional. Her torture was nowhere near ending, and she was going to have to endure so much more. She groaned a little and shook her head slightly. “Please….don’t touch me.” she whimpered.
“I am going to touch you. Heheheh that’s for sure. So, last chance to tell me. Do you want me to kiss you, or tickle you? If you don’t tell me, I am going to touch your pussy.” Sylvia said in Darby’s ear then gave the ear lobe a gentle lick. She felt her own loins starting to be on fire when she told Darby that choice. The thought of touching that sweet pussy really excited her and it would be her greatest moment when she did.
Darby shuddered when she heard the threat. Now she was in a desperate situation. This woman was going to tickle her or kiss her. If she did not choose, then her most private spot would be touched. That was something she did not want to happen at all, so she decided to pick the less torturous option. Even though she knew what Sylvia was up to, she did not want to be tickled, or have her vagina touched. “No!!! Don’t touch me there. Kiss me….You can kiss me…” she said in submission.
“Good girl!!! I thought you would choose that. You are really a ***** underneath your brave demeanor. You love this even though you want to deny it. I know you want me to make you cum eventually. Don’t worry, you will. Hehehe” Sylvia teased. She then started to kiss the side of Darby’s neck. She loved how her lips touched the neck area and moved down to the collarbone area. She felt like an intimate lover at the moment. She loved kissing the neck of a woman as she sat behind her and made her lover feel so good. Her sexual instincts were taking over, and she kissed that area and her own nipples got hard. She then kissed the top part of the shoulder blade and heard a very soft moan coming from Darby. That was the sound she was waiting for. To get this woman aroused, so every nerve in her body was ripe for more tickle torture and eventually be sexually conquered.
“Mmmm….noooo….please….” Darby moaned a little. She felt those warm, soft lips kissing her skin around her neck, collarbone and top of the shoulder blade and it drove her wild. She felt her nipples starting to stiffen and her brain was in anguish. She definitely recognized this moment and knew they were heading down that path to her complete submission and humiliation. She closed her eyes for a moment and imagined La Diabla being behind her and kissing her like this. She loved those intimate moments with her and wished it really was her right now. The way the lips kissed her made her body react and even if her mind didn’t want it, her body surely loved it. She then opened her eyes slowly and looked forward. She saw La Diabla looking right back at her with those sad eyes and wished she could save her. The soft kisses continued, and her body was really starting to get sexually excited.
La Diabla witnessed that kissing on Darby and she felt terrible. She knew how Darby’s body reacted to such stimulation and her lover was going to go through a lot of sexual humiliation soon. The way Sylvia kissed the neck was very erotic, but she wanted to stop her. She wanted to beat that woman down for torturing Darby but also kissing on her. She knew Darby didn’t really want that to happen, but she also realized that the body was going to respond. This was such agony for her, and she felt the anger still simmering within her.
“Isn’t this so erotic? Wow, Sylvia really knows how to please a woman. Look at her. Darby looks like she is enjoying this so much. I think she really does love having sex with women rather than men. I bet her pussy is really wet! Hehehehe Hey, have you ever seen her pussy?” Pilar teasingly asked La Diabla. She really loved what she was seeing and hoped it would continue. There was so much erotic intensity in the room and she was excited to see Darby eventually get naked. She also wanted to torment La Diabla at the same time just to make the outlaw miserable.
La Diabla heard those comments, and she had to calm herself. She knew Pilar was trying to get under her skin, and she was doing a very good job of it, but she knew her situation. She felt terrible seeing Darby getting sexually teased. She could see that mixture of pleasure and ticklish agony written all over her face. She wished it was her doing it because then it would be all pleasure. She wanted to hold her. She wanted to protect her. But she was going to get tortured, and this other woman was truly irritating her with her voice and words. “No….” she simply responded to the question posed to her.
“Hehehe well, you will soon! She is VERY good at making her prisoners suffer and feel good at the same time. You saw for yourself back at that facility.” Pilar continued to tease. She looked at Sylvia’s lips being placed all over the neck skin and felt her own lust building. She wished she could sexually tease Darby. She would love to see how soft she was and how her body would respond to her sexual advances. She also wished to not only tickle torture La Diabla but also dominate her sexually. Tormenting Veronica was a lot of fun but doing it to La Diabla would have been even better. She hated her, but she did find her very physically attractive. She looked at the outlaw one last time, then looked at Darby. “Yeah, she is going to cum harder than she ever had. Hehehe” she teased.
Darby felt the kisses getting more passionate and her body reacted. Sylvia had been kissing her hot spots on her neck, and she kept trying to fight the feelings of lust. The woman had very soft and sensual lips, and it was much better than being tickled, but it also spelled her sexual doom. Her head tilted back in pleasure, and she let out a soft moan. The feelings were starting to take over despite her knowing what it was all going to lead to. “Mmmmm…..please don’t do this to me.” she moaned.
“Why not? I could just tickle you. Instead, I want you to have a break. I want you to love my kisses. I plan to kiss you in several places on your sweet body. Including that pussy of yours. Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she continued to kiss the neck. She had moved her body over to the left side and started to kiss that skin on the left side of the neck. She could feel the body trembling and those moans sounded very nice. Darby was indeed a very sexy woman, and she was going to savor it. She loved how the head was starting to tilt backways, which exposed a lot of her neck. She then wrapped her arms around the torse and started to lightly caress her fingers across the stomach. She heard a very cute giggle coming from Darby and her own nipples got really stiff. This woman was very sensual. “You’re just so ticklish. Hehehe” she teased.
“Hehehehe please don’t tickle me….” Darby softly giggled as she felt the fingers once again tickling her stomach area. The combination of kissing and very light tickles set off her sexual arousal and she started to panic a little. Once she was aroused, her body grew very receptive to touch and wondered when that tickle attack was coming.
Sylvia couldn’t stop lightly tickling that stomach area and hearing those giggles were driving her crazy. Then her desire to hear her scream grew again. She slowly pulled her own body away from Darby’s and looked then faced her. She wanted to look at the terror on Darby’s face when she started to torture her again. Her eyes looked at the exposed armpits and she smiled. They were right there, completely exposed and vulnerable. “Darby…..Oh, Darby! Look at me for a moment dear.” she said in a teasing voice.
Darby felt the kisses stopping and grateful that the tickling stopped as well. She heard that voice and she moved her head forward again and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Sylvia’s pretty face and she had this smile on it. She wondered what was about to happen and her body was really starting to tingle. “Let me go…..” she murmured into her gag.
“I absolutely love turning you on. I think you are one sexy woman. I like how you respond to my kisses and my touches. There will be more of that coming. But right now? I want to hear you……..SCREAM!!!” Sylvia told her, then reached her hands forward and ran her fingers on both hands all over both armpits. The reaction from Darby was immediate and it was very intense. It was time to drive this woman nuts, then resume sexually dominating her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO!!!! NOT THERE!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!!” Darby screamed into her gag. That ticklish sensation was very strong and after her body was turned on sexually, the tickling sensations were so much worse. Her armpits were definitely a weak spot for her, and she tried to sway her body, but the hands never left her armpits. She could see that look on Sylvia’s face and it unnerved her. It was that look of someone hell-bent on torturing her. She wished she could be free, but there was no escape and no way to protect her very sensitive armpits.
“Hehehehe that’s right, scream as hard as you can into that gag. You are all mine!” Sylvia said with intensity. She felt her adrenaline spiking and her desire to torture this woman was very strong. She raced the pads of her fingers all over that helpless skin. She noticed just how soft it was, and it still amazed her that with the type of work that Darby did for a living, her skin was so incredibly soft. That made her think of all the soft spots she was going to explore and have fun with. Which made her think about Darby’s feet. That was a spot she definitely could not wait to get her hands on. From the way Thalia described the feet, and how Marge and her girls described Darby’s feet, they were something to behold. They talked about how soft they were and how pink the color was. Everyone told her that these were the most perfect pair of feet they had ever seen. She glanced to the sides a little and saw Darby’s socked left foot resting on the tabletop and couldn’t wait to strip the sock off and finally getting her hands on those famous feet. Then she looked at the left armpit and figured she would focus on one pit at a time. She stood off a little to the left side of Darby and placed her fingers on both hands on the pit and scrabbled them. “Does this tickle?” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers focusing on her left armpit and she roared again. They were moving all over that delicate skin and she just let her laughter pour out. She felt those very intense ticklish sensations really tearing through her body and she had to find a way to escape. Her body was already starting to get tired and because of the arousal, she was getting much weaker. She was frightened because she knew this whole ordeal was about to get so much worse. “PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla watched as Sylvia focused on the left armpit of her lover. She truly could hear the ticklish agony in Darby’s muffled screams and knew she was going through a lot. She looked at Sylvia and saw how she was tickling with such precision in the armpit. After watching her play with sex slaves, she was aware of the assassin’s tickling skills, but it just seemed like she was being extra focused on the woman she loved. She knew how delicate that body was. She absolutely loved tickling Darby herself. Seeing her go through this was really breaking her heart and she wanted to help her. She knew what Sylvia was going to do and knowing that Darby was going to suffer even more got her very anxious. She thought about going over to that table and beating the hell out of Sylvia. She really wanted to beat the hell out of Pilar. It was a no-win situation and then she heard a soft knock! Her head snapped to the side, and she saw Pilar who also heard the noise.
“Hey, Sylvia!!! Stop tickling her! I thought I heard a knock.” Pilar called out. She heard a faint knock, that went three soft knocks, a pause, then a stronger knock. She wondered if someone could hear Darby outside and were coming to investigate. This could mean they would have to perhaps eliminate someone else, which could make the entire situation much worse.
Sylvia paused her tickling when she heard Pilar’s voice. She was so focused on tormenting Darby that she did not hear anything. She looked over at Pilar and when she heard that someone knocked, she had to prepare herself. If this was someone coming to investigate, then she would have to eliminate them. “Go see who it is.” she instructed.
Pilar nodded her head and then went to the door. It was a risky situation because she didn’t know who it was. She felt her own heart beating faster and her hand trembled a little. She prepared herself to knock out whoever this was and then would take care of the body. She opened the door slightly and her eyes went wide.
Sylvia stood directly in front of Darby and prepared herself for potential fighting. She saw La Diabla had her hand on her gun and they both got ready. Then she saw Pilar walking back towards them and had a person next to her. She saw that it was a woman, who was tall, had long blond hair in a ponytail and had a smirk on her face. She smiled when she recognized who it was and felt a sense of relief. “Priscilla! Glad you could make it. So good to see you!” she said with a smile.
“It is a joy to be here! I got the message from Pilar and let me see what we have!” Priscilla said as she went further into that room. She had received a telegram from Pilar when they entered Mexico, and she couldn’t wait to see the greatest prize of all. She was concerned as to why Sylvia and Pilar were back in Mexico when they should have been operating the sex trafficking ring, but when told they had a gift, she couldn’t wait to see it. She then noticed La Diabla standing off to the side to her right and she grinned. “Oh, you’re here too.” she said, then rolled her eyes.
“Well, damn. Look who it is. Queen Bitch herself. I should have figured with that stench of death coming inside that it was you.” La Diabla shot back. She knew she had to work for Priscilla, but it never meant she had to like her.
“How come you are not dead yet? You annoy me…..” Priscilla said then looked at Sylvia. Her eyes widened as she could see someone behind the assassin. She saw the raised arms and saw that flowing red hair. Her heart skipped a few beats because that face was very familiar to her. She felt a surge of adrenaline flowing through her because she finally had someone else that she truly hated. “You got Darby????” she asked with excitement in her voice.
“Yes! I have the famous deputy here. Hehehehe she is my great prize. I am already making her suffer, so you made it just in time!” Sylvia bragged. She could see the look of happiness on Priscilla’s face and that was exciting. She knew how much Priscilla hated Darby, so this torture session was now going to be even better. She knew Priscilla wanted to see Darby suffer, which fueled her own desires and now she was really going to put Darby through a lot. She also knew that they were going to have to tell her that the sex trafficking ring was stopped by Darby and her reaction was not going to be a good one. They spent a lot of time, energy and money on creating that operation and now it was gone.
Priscilla smiled as she heard that Darby was a prisoner. She knew Sylvia had targeted her and she hoped she would succeed. She looked at the trapped deputy and a huge smile formed on her face. She walked up to her and could see the torture had already started. She could see the sweat starting to glisten on her face and body. She could see her hair was completely free flowing and not in that ponytail she typically had. She could see how watery her eyes were. She grinned when she saw the pale skin, but with pink areas which meant those were where she was tickled. She noticed she was still in her bra, underwear and socks, so she didn’t miss the really good stuff. She remembered when she had a chance to tickle Darby. It was in that cavern in Santa Selena. She had Helga with her and they both tickled Darby into total suffering, shaved her pussy and even made her orgasm. It was a great memory for her because they broke her and La Diabla. However, she also remembered when they got their revenge on her. She remembered how they had her tied up and on the floor in that secret home in Santa Selena. La Diabla did most of the dirty work, but Darby had tormented her feet. It was a horrific tickle torture, and she hated Darby ever since. She saw her again in Ciudad Del Reina when she was a broken prisoner, and then when she and the outlaw were tormenting Thalia. La Diabla was her most hated rival, but Darby was next on the list. She got closer to her and a sinister smile formed on her face. “Well, well, well. Isn’t it that idiot deputy from Plotsville. Good to see you again, Darby.” she said, smiling.
Darby heard another voice inside the room and as she recovered, she slowly opened her eyes and then her heart nearly stopped. She saw who was now in the room and her emotions started to flow. It was Priscilla Montenegro, perhaps the most twisted and evil woman she had ever met. Even though she never saw La Diabla’s most evil crimes when she was in El Guapo’s gang, she surely saw the evil that Priscilla had committed. She was tickle tortured by this woman, but to her, the most evil and cruel thing she ever witnessed wasn’t even a physical moment. It was mental and verbal torture. She was there when Priscilla was tied up and being arrested in Santa Selena. Cheyenne was sitting on top of her and tickling her. It was fun watching the young Native American getting a measure of revenge against Priscilla, but it was what Priscilla told Cheyenne that really broke her heart. Priscilla told Cheyenne that she wished she was dead, because she didn’t mean anything to anyone. That was terrible to hear, but it was Cheyenne’s actions that made it far worse. The young tribal princess was one of the greatest human beings she had ever encountered. Her heart was pure, and she had a beautiful soul. Thos words from Priscilla must have cut Cheyenne so deep, that she nearly killed Priscilla. She remembered when that knife came out and Cheyenne, who was extremely emotional at the time, was about to plunge that knife deep into Priscilla and she would have if she didn’t stop her. Darby remembered that moment a few times because after Cheyenne discarded that knife and realized what she had nearly done, she embraced Darby and let all of her pain out. It was the most painful crying she had ever heard. When she asked Priscilla afterwards why she would be so cruel to Cheyenne, the blond woman simply told her it was because Cheyenne merely existed. That really angered her and ever since then she wanted justice to be served to this same woman. Now, she was in front of her and she was still trapped and already being tortured. She could see that evil smile and knew her own situation was going to be much worse. “You…..It’s you….” she told her.
“Yes, it is me! Hehehehe You are in the position you are supposed to be in! Tied up and being tortured. You truly deserve it. I made it just in time. I am really going to love watching you suffer.” Priscilla gloated. She had control over not only La Diabla, but now Darby was going to suffer as well. She then looked around the room and saw La Diabla standing there. She noticed that she appeared to be emotional, and she knew why. She knew those two had feelings for one another and she had to be suffering seeing Darby get tortured. It gave her a tingle between her own legs knowing that La Diabla was in turmoil. She also knew how she had complete control over her. She had also brought Isabel back to Ciudad Azteca to keep that bargaining chip nearby. When she had Isabel back in her hometown of Ciudad Zopilote, she kept her in a room and told her cruel things about her daughter. Knowing that she was coming back to this town, she brought her prisoner with her. La Diabla’s mother was a complete emotional wreck. She wanted to torture her again a few times but had to attend to other matters. She wondered if she should torture Isabel in front of the daughter, but that would be too much and everyone would be killed. Right now, however, she could still torment the outlaw mentally and emotionally. “How does it feel seeing your lover getting tortured? Huh? I bet you are turned on watching her laugh her head off. Hahaha” she taunted.
“Hello Priscilla. I can see you’re as ugly as ever. Where is my mother?” La Diabla asked. She wanted to make sure Isabel was safe or it would be some severe hell to pay.
“She is safe and sound somewhere if you wanted to know. Well, she is still a mess mentally though. I love seeing her cry. Hehehehe” Priscilla shot back knowing it would get a rise out of the outlaw. She knew she had to be a little careful with her taunting because she could see those guns that La Diabla had.
La Diabla’s anger started to rise hearing those words. There was some relief knowing her mother was alive, but hearing about her crying was too hard for her heart. She wanted to shoot that woman right now, but her mother was still in danger. She could not risk killing Priscilla and having her mother killed in revenge. “Just let her go. You have me. You have Darby. What more do you want?” she asked her.
“Hehehe you are right. I have YOU and I have that red headed bitch. What I want is to torture both of you. In fact, I think I will…..wait. Why are all of you here? Sylvia, I can understand, but why are you and Pilar here? And where is Maria? Are those burlesque dancers guarding the facility or something? That is YOUR job.” Priscilla asked as she looked at La Diabla. She had placed the outlaw in charge of securing the facility to make sure the sex slaves were obedient and to prepare for the eventual auction. She felt her own emotions starting to rise because this was not a good sign.
“Well…..” Sylvia started to say. She knew the news she was about to give was not going to sit well, and it also angered her that the sex trafficking ring was destroyed before it really got going. “…..our red headed bitch here found out about the operation and led a raid on it. The sex slaves were rescued, and the burlesque dancers were arrested.” she explained.
“WHAT??!!!! ARE YOU SERIOUS????!!!!” Priscilla reacted in total shock. Her prized sex trafficking ring was busted, and all that effort just went up in smoke. She could feel anger rising to new levels and she turned to La Diabla. “YOU!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING WAS SECURE!!! HOW COULD YOU LET THAT HAPPEN???? ARGH!!” she yelled.
La Diabla felt a sense of joy within her body seeing Priscilla reacting that way. Knowing that she was pissed off and in some emotional pain delighted her. She looked at her with a straight face and scowled. “Well, I wasn’t there when it happened. Your assassin over there took me to scout some train routes when they invaded. So, it is not my fault. But do you know who WAS there? Pilar……” she said, then pointed towards Pilar.
Pilar’s jaw dropped when she heard La Diabla blaming her and then pointing at her. She looked at Priscilla’s face and saw how enraged she was. She had witnessed this woman’s temper before, and it was always a scary thing. She saw Priscilla now staring at her and she got really scared. “Priscilla! It was a surprise attack! We had no idea they were coming. I swear!!! I don’t even know where Maria is!!” she pleaded.
Priscilla was seething as she heard those reactions. She started to tremble with anger knowing all her planning and hard work was gone. She turned towards Darby and her anger soared. Somehow, someway that woman had foiled her again. What made it worse was that she didn’t even get help from La Diabla. She slowly walked towards the deputy with each step a angrier feeling and she stood there in front of her. She then reared her right hand back and then slapped Darby as hard as she could across her left cheek. The sound of the slap echoed off the walls and she was really angry. “YOU?????? YOU DID THIS TO ME AGAIN??? YOU BITCH!!!!!! HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW????” she screamed.
Darby winced hard when she felt that slap across her cheek. There was a lot of power behind that slap, and she felt the pain. But she also felt a large matter of satisfaction within her. She and her friends saved some innocent women from a cruel fate and pissed off Priscilla at the same time. She knew she was going to suffer for it, but it was good seeing Priscilla so angry. Before she was slapped, she was absolutely stunned to hear the conversation between the woman she loved and this evil woman. She was stunned to hear that somehow, La Diabla’s mother was involved in all of this. It was the way La Diabla asked about her and Priscilla answered that bothered her. It also made her wonder if that was the reason for the alliance between Priscilla and La Diabla. If that was the case, she definitely wanted to get free so they could take this woman down once and for all. She heard Priscilla’s question and with a slight smile, she tried to answer. “I have a gag in my mouth.” she murmured through that gag.
Sylvia heard that reply and she knew Darby had to be gloating. Priscilla was in a rage right now and knew egging her on would be something the deputy would do. “Here, let me get this gag out of her.” she said.
Darby felt the sock coming out of her mouth and felt some relief. She was also recovering enough and hoped that somehow, La Diabla could take all of them out, free her and they both could finish the job. Once the sock came out, she felt it being wiped on her face. That was humiliating as her own saliva was being rubbed on her. “Hey!” she shouted.
Priscilla saw the gag being removed and even though it was amusing that the sock was wiped all over Darby’s face, she was still very angry over what had happened. She saw that slight smile on her face and it only made her more angry. “Tell me…..how did you even know?” she said with a calm angry tone.
“Hehehe I am glad your plan went up in smoke. You are very cruel to try and do another sex trafficking ring. As long as I am around, I will make sure you never succeed in that ever again.” Darby said with pride. She felt even better knowing those innocent women, including Donna Prescott, were not going to be in Priscilla’s clutches ever again. She looked at the very enraged woman and her own confidence grew. “As for how I knew, we arrested all those burlesque dancers and even your associate, Maria. Let’s just say they were quite willing to talk since they were headed to jail. Your plan is done for Priscilla…..” she told her.
Priscilla heard that news and her body filled with rage. All of her planning and hard work just went up in smoke and Darby appeared to be gloating. She grew angrier by the second and thought about torturing that woman for eternity. She still couldn’t believe that Darby once again foiled her plans. She looked over at Sylvia and then back at Darby. She reached her hand back and then slapped the deputy once again. “YOU MISERABLE BITCH!!!!!! YOU RUINED MY PLANS!!!!” she yelled.
Darby felt that strike against her cheek and even though it hurt, she found some satisfaction over ruining Priscilla’s day. She also felt good that those innocent women would not have to deal with this woman ever again. “Hehehehe it truly was muh pleasure…..” she told her with a cocky smile.
Priscilla saw that smile and she almost lost it. She wanted to tear Darby apart. That woman seemed to ruin all the best plans. Then she remembered why she was captured. She knew Christos Andino and Thalia Laskaris wanted revenge against her. She knew Darby’s fate was not death. Her fate was going to be suffering as a sex slave every single day for the rest of her life. She wondered if she could have some fun with her too. She looked at Darby and stared into her eyes. “I am really going to enjoy watching you suffer now. I hope you’re happy. You saved some worthless bitches. Now, you will take their place. Sylvia? Wreck her…..” she said in a menacing tone.
“With pleasure….” Sylvia responded. She enjoyed watching Priscilla slapping Darby and now it was her turn. This moment only reminded her of why she had to kidnap the deputy in the first place. This woman ruined plans. All the hard work that went into establishing these crime rings all ended up destroyed mainly because of this one woman. It even made her upset at herself for working with the burlesque dancers. They were not fighters; they were petty criminals. That mistake cost her the mission, but she could still salvage it. Christos never ran his own sex slave ring. He would simply purchase the slaves. So, losing the sex trafficking ring would bother him, but not destroy him. It was Priscilla who was ruined. She didn’t care much for her anyway, and she still had what she came for. Deputy Darby Reeves was captured and was going to be broken. In the end, her mission would still be successful because she was hired by Christos, not Priscilla. Sylvia got in front of Darby and could see the smug look in her eyes. It delighted her because it meant she was defiant again. Breaking her will would be extra satisfying now. She was already on her way to doing it, but Priscilla made her recover a little. She then reached forward and gripped Darby’s cheek together, forcing her mouth to open and she grabbed the damp sock that was once in there. She pushed it back into the mouth and heard Darby gag a little. She got it in there, and she released the hold on the cheeks. It brought her a smile seeing her gag and struggle again with the sock in her mouth. “You think you won, huh? Oh no, you lost. You might have saved some others, but you will not save yourself. I hope you think it was worth it.” she told her.
Darby groaned when that sock was put back in her mouth. Her moment of glory was now over, and she knew what was going to happen next. That thought made her a little sad because now that Priscilla and Sylvia were enraged, they were really going to torture her past her limits. She hated it, but she still felt the satisfaction of rescuing those poor women. She heard Sylvia’s words, and she wanted to be defiant one last time. She looked at the pretty blond woman and had a slight smile. “Do your worst…..” she told her through the gag.
La Diabla’s emotions were all over the place. She truly enjoyed watching Priscilla get angry about her sex ring blowing up. That woman’s misery always made her happy. However, she did not like seeing Darby getting slapped. That hurt her emotions a lot and it continued to build her hatred towards Priscilla. She was abusing two women she loved deeply. She did enjoy watching Darby be defiant, even in the face of being tortured. Her lover was very brave and strong. But she was about to suffer greatly. She watched as the sock was forced back into her mouth and knew the torture was about to begin again. This was going to break her heart knowing that Darby was about to suffer, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Oh, I will. Hehehehe trust me, I will.” Sylvia giggled when she heard the defiant muffled words coming from Darby. She then looked at the armpits and figured she could play with them. She got her hands in the air and slowly moved them to the outstretched pits. She saw the look of worry in Darby’s eyes and that made her smile. She could see her body already trembling and squirming in her bondage. “Now, let’s see how I can make you suffer. Should I use my nails, or no?” she teased.
Darby saw those fingers heading for her armpits and her nerves grew intense. Her armpits were always a deadly ticklish spot on her and it was going to tickle a lot. She started to try and move her body away, but it was a futile effort. She saw the fingers wiggling and she braced herself. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for those ticklish sensations that were surely going to wreck her body. Then she felt the slightest touch in the center of her right armpit. It tickled immediately and she really started to squirm. “Hehehehehehehehehe don’t!!!! Don’t tickle hehehehehe meeeeeee” she laughed into her gag.
“Hehe I am barely touching you! Oh, this is going to be lots of fun!!!!” Sylvia smiled when she got that kind of an intense reaction. She grazed the armpit, and her victim was already losing it. She then wiggled her fingertips a little faster and Darby really started to shake around. This amused her and she kept on wiggling her fingers. They moved towards the top of the pit and then fluttered all the way down. They went through the center of the armpit all the way to the bottom edge. She heard those very strong giggles, and she wanted to punish her. An idea came to her head, and she grinned. It was time to systematically destroy this woman. “Does this tickle?” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers fluttering in her armpit and she really started to feel the intensity of the ticklish sensations. Her body was already tired from the earlier tickling assault and now her very sensitive armpit was on ticklish fire. She could feel how strong the fingers were, and she growled as much as she could in her gag. She was trying to do anything she could to fight the sensations, but they were very strong and when the fingers started to move even faster, even stronger laughter came out. She was hopelessly ticklish, and she was trapped. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Priscilla watched as Sylvia’s fingers were stroking that very exposed right armpit. She still felt a lot of anger and wanted to see her suffer. Even though it appeared Sylvia and La Diabla had nothing to do with the failure since they were not at the facility, she was still angry at them for letting it happen. She looked towards the outlaw and could see she was emotionally affected by what was taking place. She knew she had La Diabla in a compromising position and figured she would continue to exploit that advantage. “Enjoying watching her suffer? You do realize that bitch is going to pay, right?” she asked with a grin.
La Diabla heard Priscilla’s question, and she fumed. She knew what the woman was trying to do, and she had to maintain her composure. She knew Priscilla was in a very angry mood after hearing about Darby’s heroics and wanted to take it out on her as well. She had to remember to stay calm because until her mother was safe and away from this woman, she had to do whatever she told her and endure whatever craziness she was up to. “Yeah, she will suffer. But probably not as much as you. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that all of your hard work just blew up like that? It must be so frustrating finding good help these days. The people you work with just can’t seem to get the job done.” she responded and had a slight smile.
Priscilla heard the response and could see the slight smile on her face. She knew La Diabla was now trying to get her even more upset, and she had to calm herself down. It was a battle of egos at this point. She did not want the outlaw to unnerve her when she had the advantage still. “That is true. I mean, I have you and you failed me. I guess your mother was right. You are a failure. She told me so when she was screaming for mercy.” she lied.
La Diabla felt her anger go right through the roof when she heard Priscilla’s comments. Even with Darby screaming in the background, she could only imagine her mother right now. Hearing that she suffered was unforgiveable in her eyes and she wanted to end Priscilla right now, but she couldn’t. She took a very deep breath and stared at the woman. She knew she was lying and trying to get under her skin. “Is that so? Well, knowing my mother, I am guessing she told you to go fuck yourself as well. Did you tell her how I made you beg and cry like a little girl?” she retorted.
“No, but she begged and cried like a little girl. I didn’t think a woman her age could also cum as hard as she did. She is quite the looker and boy, did she ever cum her brains out when I touched her.” Priscilla responded. She then immediately felt regret over that statement because it could mean her literal death at the moment. She was not armed and La Diabla was. Even if Isabel was killed later, she would be dead as well and she did not want to die.
La Diabla heard that response and her rage hit a whole other level. She instinctively reached for her gun but saw the look on Priscilla’s face. She didn’t have a look of anger on her face at the moment; it was a look of fear. It made her pause because it could have meant that Priscilla actually regretted telling her those words. It made her very angry, but it was still a battle of wills, and she still did not want her mother to die, no matter how angry Priscilla made her with her words. “Be careful what you say to me about her. I want to kill you, but I will let that slide right now.” she told her in a very tense voice.
Priscilla saw the hand leave the gun and she felt some relief. She knew she went too far, but now it was time to regain control. She wanted to emotionally abuse La Diabla, but she did have certain limits. Sylvia, a trained assassin, was too busy tormenting Darby. Pilar was unarmed. There would be no one to stop her from getting killed at the moment. She had to use those types of comments when others were armed as well. However, she still wanted to let the outlaw know she was in charge. “Even with all that, she is still safe for now. You know, I think I have a special plan for you. You are watching your idiot girlfriend getting tormented right now. Yeah, I got an idea for you.” she said with a smile, thinking of a way to punish La Diabla.
La Diabla heard the ominous threat and wondered what that woman was thinking. Once she heard Darby’s name, she knew that something bad was about to happen to her. Her heart was aching as she could still hear that tortured laughter even through that gag. She looked past Priscilla and saw how red Darby’s face was from laughing. She could see those fingers stroking and futtering all over that right armpit. She prayed that somehow, they could fight their way out of this situation. It just had to be the right moment. She looked over at Priscilla again and saw that smirk. “What are you up to?” she asked her.
“You shall see….” Priscilla replied ominously. She loved the idea she had in mind and when the time came, it was going to be sweet. “I will truly enjoy it.” she said, then faced Darby again.
Sylvia was enjoying herself as she continued to tickle Darby’s right armpit. She was now making slow circles with her fingers in the center of the hollow and that muffled laughter was soothing for her. Darby’s eyes were closed, and she was laughing her head off as her fingers continued their cruel path. She focused on touching that delicate skin., It was still very amazing to her that this woman was very soft and delicate to touch. She really enjoyed how ticklish she was and when she returned to Greece with a broken deputy, she wanted to celebrate with Thalia and tickle her all night, then let Christos have his way with her. “Does this tickle, Darby? If it does, then I have a way for you to make it stop. I want you tell me that you are a worthless bitch, and you deserved to be tickled. Then I will stop. But if you can’t……..well, let’s just say you won’t get a break for quite some time.” she told her.
Darby felt those small circle motions in her aarmpit,and it drove her mad. The way Sylvia was touching her was maddening. It was very consistent and there was no stopping. She closed her eyes and tried her best to focus on fighting the ticklish feelings. It was very difficult to do because her body was so very sensitive. She heard what Sylvia asked her to do, and she desperately wanted a break. The words she had to say would be humiliating for her, but after being tickled for this long, she needed that break. She felt some sadness within her, but her body needed it. “I’M HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WORTHLESS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA TICKLED!!!” she laughed, not getting even close to the specific sentences.
Sylvia chuckled when she heard Darby’s attempt to try to repeat what she said. She looked at her and saw the desperation on her face. She shook her head because she now could keep tormenting her. “I have no idea what you were saying. I guess I just keep tickling….” she teased then fluttered her fingers faster in that helpless pit.
Darby groaned in ticklish agony when she felt the fingers moving faster in the armpit. They were now fluttering up and down and it sent a large tidal wave of ticklish sensations throughout her entire body. She desperately tried to pull at her binds, but they would not budge. She was trapped and completely helpless. The fingers then started to slowly go down the length and width of her armpit in a zig zag motion. The way the fingers grazed her skin was a lot. She looked over at Sylvia and she tried to plead with her eyes. She felt the intensity increasing and she needed mercy. “HAHAHAHAHAHHA PLEASE STOP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH STOP!!!” she screamed.
“What are you looking at me for? You were supposed to admit you are a worthless bitch and deserved to be tickled. That’s all you had to say, but noooooooooooooooooooooo!! Someone had to try and be a hero. Well, guess what, Hero? You deserve to go through hell!” Sylvia said the pitter pattered her fingers in that armpit even faster. She loved how her fingertips would press into that tender flesh, surely sending horrific ticklish shockwaves throughout Darby. She could feel that surge of power within her and she loved it. She wanted to keep pushing this woman and break her. She had been told that Darby could be broken, and she was not going to stop torturing her until she was. She looked at her fingers moving up and down that armpit and then side to side. She truly loved how she was destroying Darby and then her eyes looked at the left pit. It was just about time to torment that one as well. She then removed her hand from the pit and wanted to let Darby breathe for a moment. “You better take advantage of this break….” she warned, then walked towards Priscilla.
Priscilla was feeling really good as she watched Darby screaming in agonizing ticklish suffering. She loved watching how the fingers were moving in that armpit and the reactions the deputy was giving. She truly wanted to keep watching her suffer. It was always a fond memory for her that she had tickled Darby twice. She remembered tickling her in that cavern, and then also when they confronted one another in the secret house. She wished she had got to see Thalia destroy her, but at the moment, it felt good. She saw the fingers stopping the tickling and she wondered what was going to happen next. Then she saw Sylvia walking towards her, and she smiled. Once the assassin reached her, she clapped her hands. “You are doing great! That bitch is really suffering. Hehehe” she grinned.
“Yes, she is. I am enjoying every single moment of it as well. She deserves it. However, I feel bad. I am having all the fun. How about you have some fun too? I mean, this woman has destroyed the sex trafficking ring and foiling your plans. Do you want a crack at her?” Sylvia asked. She wanted someone else to help her double team Darby and really push her beyond her limits. She missed being with Ingrid who would have been an excellent partner for her. She hoped one day they could reunite and cause havoc anywhere they went.
“Oooh!!! I would LOVE to join you! But I want to play with one specific area of hers first. They are covered by her socks right now, but when you get there, I will surely join you.” Priscilla said, as she looked forward to tickling Darby’s feet. She remembered how perfect they were and tickling them would be a great treat for her before she moved onto the deputy’s vagina.
“You know, I keep hearing great things about her feet. I look forward to seeing them and seeing why everyone loves them. Thalia raved about them a lot.” Sylvia responded. She heard how perfect the soles were and how ticklish they were. She decided after she destroyed the left armpit, she would go after those feet. She then headed back towards Darby and saw the woman’s head hanging down and could tell she was breathing hard. Her hair was a mess, and it was getting a bit sweaty. She liked the look on Darby because she was wearing her down. Now it was time to torment the other armpit. She stood off towards the left side of Darby and peered at that vulnerable pit. It just looked so inviting and she gently touched it to alert her captive. “Ooooh!!!! What do we have here?” she taunted.
Darby grimaced when she felt something touching her left armpit. She lifted her head and looked towards her left. She saw Sylvia standing there and she tried to move her left arm, and it wouldn’t move. She was still trapped and now that pit was going to be attacked. “What are you trying to do to me?” she asked within her gag.
“What am I trying to do to you? You have got to be kidding me. What do you think I am trying to do to you? I am trying to TORTURE you. Wow, I guess intelligence is not needed to be a deputy. Or I got you so shook up mentally, you have no idea what to do or say anymore. Hehehe I love it.” Sylvia responded. She liked the fact that Darby seemed disoriented. She wanted her body and mind to weaken so she could really torture her. It was time to torture that left armpit and with this one, she wanted to use her nails. “Let me know if this feels any different….” she said.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA IT TICKLES!!! IT TICKLES!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!! OH GAWD THAT TICKLES!!!!!” Darby screamed when she felt those nails now scraping inside her armpit. The sheer intensity overwhelmed her, and she rocked her body as much as she could. The sensations were tearing right through her body and her eyes nearly came out of her head.
Priscilla grew an evil smirk on her face when she heard that horrific muffled screaming. She knew Darby was really feeling the torture and it made her feel good inside. She wanted her sex slave operation still intact, but at least the person responsible for ending it was suffering. The person responsible would end up being a sex slave herself, so she wanted to truly enjoy it. She also felt excitement in her own body as she thought about what she was going to do to poor Darby’s feet. She couldn’t wait to touch those tender feet again. In that secret house in Santa Selena, she got that chance to tickle her feet. Darby tried to stop her from escaping and fell through a trap door on the floor. She was hanging upside down and a rope was around her ankles. Priscilla managed to pull the boots off and the socks and saw those very tender feet exposed to her. She absolutely loved tickling those feet and her opportunity to do it again was very near. She watched as the nails were now slowly dragging through the armpit and knew Darby was in sheer hell. She turned towards La Diabla and winked. “Isn’t this fun? Listen to her scream. She is so ticklish. Hehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla watched in horror as Darby was getting her left armpit tickled. She knew how ticklish they were and when she saw Sylvia using her nails, she knew her lover didn’t have a chance. The moment seemed so surreal to her. Darby was being tortured right in front of her by two women she did not like. She wasn’t tied down herself and not being able to do anything just didn’t feel right. She really wanted to save her but felt even more helpless standing there. This was worse than herself being naked and tied down and watching Darby suffer. She was fully clothed, free from any bondage, and was armed. But she was unable to do anything. She kept thinking about how she could get her mother free, but first she had to find her. She heard Priscilla’s taunts, and she grimaced. “You had your fun, just let her go.” she replied.
“Hehehe nope. Just wait until I join in. Then you will definitely hear some screaming. Hehe” Priscilla giggled, then looked at Darby once again. She saw the nails moving faster and Darby’s red hair was flying all of the place as her head was shaking wildly. She could tell Darby was in distress and she couldn’t help but feel good.
Darby felt those nails moving all over her armpit at a rapid pace. They scraped from the top of the pit, near her biceps, and then drag all the way down into the center of the pit which sent such intense feelings in her body. Then the nails went to the bottom of the pit, near the top of her breasts and it was such great ticklish agony. She was shaking her head, causing her hair to whip around and her limbs were straining to get free. Her lungs were burning, and she desperately needed the tickling to stop. She looked over at Sylvia with desperate eyes and begged her through them. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU HAVE TO STOP!!! I CAN’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHA TAKE IT ANYMORE!!” she screamed.
“Nope. Not yet. I still got some tickling to do to this armpit. You are not at the point of desperation I want yet. I will stop once I get you to that point.” Sylvia told her. She loved how desperate Darby was becoming but it was still necessary to push her further. She could tell that Darby was getting very exhausted and then she would be a lot easier to break. They haven’t even gotten to Darby’s feet or her private parts just yet, and this woman was already getting desperate. Her nails moved up and down the outside edge of the pit and that forced Darby into a shrill sound of laughter.
Darby felt those nails on the outside edge of her armpit and that really drove her wild. She tried to arch her back, doing anything she could to avoid being tickled, but she was stuck. Those nails were now dragging back through the armpit and that made her squeal again. She did enjoy being defiant, but the constant tickling was now taking its toll. Memories of her previous torture moments were returning to her memory, and she got a little emotional. She didn’t know how she was going to survive another one. What made it worse was that Priscilla was in the room, and she knew that woman was pure evil. The nails then made very rapid circles in her armpit, and she screamed. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! NO MORE!!!! NO MORE!!!!!”
Sylvia had a wry smile on her face as she heard that extra loud scream. She loved how Darby’s body was thrashing around in ticklish agony. She was enjoying herself because of how sensitive Darby was. This athletic and brave woman was quite ticklish and that made her giggle. She was very happy Thalia, Helga and Svetlana showed her this method. Ever since she started using it, she had wrecked so many women. Some of them were expected to be destroyed, such as poor women or women that were not in any position of power. The ones that were, were a lot of fun to break. The most recent one to break that had power and influence was Phoebe Wellington. Making her break was one of her most favorite torture moments. Now, she had her hands on Darby Reeves. The way she touched her body was thrilling. The way she was laughing and swaying her body was mesmerizing. She moved her nails closer to the inside edge and that brought about a fresh squeal of laughter. “That’s right, Darby. Just laugh. Laugh yourself silly. We still have so much more torture to do to you. So, if I were you, I would prepare for the worst time of your life. You will suffer, bitch.” she told her in a calm voice.
Pilar watched the entire moment, and she felt a thrill in her body. She loved the way Darby was in agonizing tickle torture and wanted to see more. She was definitely looking forward to seeing her naked. She also couldn’t wait to see her feet. So many people mentioned the deputy’s feet, and she was curious. She was also watching the interactions between La Diabla and Priscilla. That was interesting to watch because she knew just how much they hated each other. She didn’t like the outlaw as well and seeing her in such an emotional state was such a high point for her. She wasn’t part of this confrontation, but she hoped she could see a great show.
Darby felt the nails going in rapid circles and she was about to lose all sense of reality. There was no wavering in Sylvia’s fingers. They just kept going and going. She was definitely hitting some very responsive spots, and she started to feel a little lightheaded. She had been tickled for a while now and her lungs were also burning. She needed a break. The more those nails tickled her, the weaker she was getting. The exhaustion was growing, and she felt her limbs turning to jelly after all the straining she had been doing. Then she felt a single fingernail dragging down the length of her armpit and it really tickled her. She gritted her teeth, then let out an explosive squeal. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!” she yelled into her gag.
“Awww……Darby can’t take it anymore? Hehehe do you really want me to stop tickling your armpit? I mean, you better think about it. Because if I stop, it will be very bad for you shortly after….” Sylvia taunted as she continued to scrape her index fingernail up and down that vulnerable skin. She started to feel excitement within her because she knew what her next target was. She set the trap for Darby, and it was time to have some fun.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA YES!!!! HAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MUH ARMPIT!!! I NEED A BREAK!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!!” Darby screamed as all the fingers were scrabbling in her armpit. She felt that agony destroying her slowly, then suddenly it all stopped. That rush of relief filled her body, and she felt an incredible sensation of peace. She tilted her head back in exhaustion and let out a groan. This was so much on her and she needed that break. Her lungs were on fire and with her only being able to catch her breath through her nostrils, she felt herself in such agony. She could feel some sweat trickling down her forehead and her body temperature had risen. “Mercy…..mercy….” she pleaded as she tried to recover.
Sylvia looked at an exhausted Darby and she shuddered. She was breaking her down and now it was time to really have some fun. She had thought about the next target for so long. Ever since she was given a vivid description of them from Thalia, she had waited for this moment for such a long time. Even when she befriended her, she always had the same thought. What was inside those boots. What would her feet really look and feel like. Even Priscilla seemed anxious to get to that spot. It was finally time. She rubbed her hands together and felt a jolt of sexual energy too. There was something erotic about tormenting her victims and it was time to push this one to the brink of insanity. “Darby, Darby, Darby. You don’t sound so bold now. You don’t sound so cocky now. I guess your armpits are REALLY a weakness for you, huh? Hehehe” she told her.
Darby continued to try and breathe as much as she could and felt her body aching. She tilted her head back and saw the look on Sylvia’s face. It was the same kind of face all her tormentors would have. A sense of satisfaction was on their faces. Sylvia had really pushed her body, and she was trying to get her bearings straight. She knew there was more torture coming and she had to prepare herself. She looked forward and saw an evil grin on Priscilla’s face. Her eyes also caught sight of La Diabla, and she had a worried look on her face. She was still amazed that the outlaw was obeying Priscilla, and she wondered what all that was about her mother. La Diabla had never talked about her family before, so it was a really strange situation. She then saw Sylvia again and she rubbed her hands. That wasn’t a good sign, and she braced herself. “Let me go……Stop tickling me….” she panted through the gag.
“Hehehe Wasn’t it just moments ago you were so bold and brave? Hehehe changed your tune, huh? Yep, such a ticklish deputy. Thalia wasn’t lying. You ARE ticklish! Well, I will stop tickling your armpits. Is that, ok?” Sylvia asked in a teasing voice. She was getting really excited and wanted to get to this next moment. The look on Darby’s face was sure to be priceless.
“Yes…..Please. Stop tickling me. You had your fun……” Darby panted. She felt herself getting a little better and prayed that somehow, they would let her go and just be a prisoner. The tickling was breaking her will and she did not want to feel helpless.
“Ok, but I am not going to stop tickling you. You see, you have been a major nuisance to a lot of people. You heroes always piss off the wrong people. You walk around as though you are in charge and make others obey you. Well, I am definitely going to take care of you. You must walk a lot. Which means your……..feet……must get tired. Poor thing. I guess I have to take care of them.” Sylvia teased. She then looked at Darby’s eyes go really wide, and it gave her a strong tingle between her legs. She saw fear in them, and she was truly going to enjoy this moment.
Darby heard that veiled threat to her feet and it caused her to panic. She knew where the next target was, and it was in the worst place possible. She definitely did not want her feet tickled. Her entire body was frozen in time, and she started to feel every single nerve in her body on edge. ”No…..No…..not there! Ya can’t do that to me!” she yelled in her gag.
“I can, and I will!!! Now, I have heard so many great things about your feet. From what I heard, anyone who has seen and touched them is in awe. I have wondered about them, and I will see for myself why your feet are legendary. This will be………FUN!!!!” Sylvia said with excitement in her voice. She looked towards Priscilla for a moment and winked. She then turned back around and headed behind Darby. The feet were sticking out and resting on the table, since Darby was on her knees. She saw the socked feet, and she was close to the left one. She saw it moving around in ticklish anticipation and she felt excited. She was finally going to see these feet and reached her hands forward. She grabbed the top of the sock and started to pull it down the calf. She could see that pale skin getting exposed and she felt so giddy. She could even hear the pathetic whimpering of Darby and knew she was in ticklish agony. When the sock got to the rope that was wrapped around the ankle, she started to try and slid it under that rope. “Let’s see if we can get this sock off your foot. Give me a moment. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: Darby continues to suffer, and Rosa makes her move!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby is going through a lot, and will continue to suffer. You can only imagine the pain La Diabla is in watching all of it and not being able to do anything about it. We are really getting into the deep waters of this series and I have some good stuff coming up. We have now have five chapters left! It will be a great ride! As always, your comments are encouraged and welcomed!
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PART 17
Becky felt excited that they had an idea where Darby might be. It made sense because if Darby was still in Texas, all of the state would look for her. Taking her to Mexico seemed like a logical move. She was also excited about going to Mexico, but she still had a matter of telling Sheriff Dickerson. She just couldn’t get on a train and not tell him where she was. “Yeah, I am ready! But we have to tell the Sheriff. We have to tell him Darby was kidnapped.” she said.
“Hmmmm….But if we do that, he might make us wait. I am sure he would want to send his entire team to go find her. I don’t think we have that kind of time. An assassin has her, so we need to get going. How about this? We tell him that she went to Mexico in hot pursuit of La Diabla and Sylvia. We are going there for backup. Since it is my home country, I am equipped to help her and need your help.” Rosa said. She knew that if the Sheriff knew Darby disappeared, then time would be wasted. They had to get on a train immediately to make up for lost time. If Maria didn’t know anything, then telling the Sheriff made a lot more sense.
“I-I guess ya are right. But I think we should tell him anyway. I don’t wanna lie to him. That man holds muh job in his hands, ya know?” Becky responded. She knew time was of the essence, but she had to tell the Sheriff. She wanted to do things the right way if she ever wanted to be a deputy.
Rosa understood what Becky was saying, but her own anxiety was getting better of her. She knew precious time was wasting, so she wanted to get it done as soon as possible. “Ok, we still have to get Maria to her cell. We can think of a way to tell Sheriff Dickerson on the way. Ladies, we are going to Ciudad Azteca. It was where I was stationed, so I am very familiar with that town. If Sylvia, La Diabla and Priscilla are there, I will find them. It will be dangerous, so you have to follow my lead. Ready?” she asked Becky and Kylie.
“I am ready! We have to get Darby back and bring the criminals to justice!” Becky said, then her body went rigid and saluted Rosa. She was ready to leap into action and knew this mission was going to be really tough. But it was something she had to do because Darby’s life was in danger.
Kylie finished putting on the shoes and socks for Maria and stood up. She loved adventure and craved excitement. She would think about her adventure in Ciudad Del Reina and now she had another chance to get some action. She looked forward to it and her adrenaline spiked. “Yes! Just give me a gun and I am ready to go!” she beamed.
Rosa smiled when she saw the two women ready for action. She felt proud of them because they had already shown some capabilities. It would also give her the opportunity to show leadership. She rarely got any of those kinds of opportunities when she was with her fellow Rurales. She was always relegated to guard duty and couldn’t participate in any big battles. It was her time to show her superiors what she was made of, and she should be treated as a peer instead of someone lucky to be a woman in the famed Mexican group of soldiers. “Ok, let’s do this. I think it is time we show everyone who we are and what we can do! Vamanos!” she shouted.
La Diabla felt the train slow down and she tried to keep her emotions in check. The last time the trains slowed down, they were crossing the border from the United States into Mexico. From there, it was a straight shot towards the train station close to Ciudad Azteca. She had been an emotional mess the entire time. While Sylvia and Pilar would chat, she kept to herself. She sat in a corner of the train car and focused on what was happening. It was very emotional for her because inside this same train car was the woman she loved. Deputy Darby was lying there completely unconscious and tied up. She saw her face and she adored it. She was also very angry all of this was taking place and there was nothing she could do. The train ride had been long. It was even longer because she had to watch Sylvia knock out Darby several times after the latter woke up. She was told that Darby wouldn’t be conscious again until they got her settled and ready for Priscilla. La Diabla hated Sylvia even more. She knew what she wanted to do with Darby. She heard Pilar and Sylvia giggling about Darby’s weak spots. She really wanted to cry. She wanted to let all of her emotions out because her mother was still a prisoner somewhere and now Darby was captured and sure to be tortured. She never felt so helpless before. Two women that she loved dearly were in danger and she just had to go along with it. She knew once this train stopped and they got off; Darby’s life was going to get really tormented.
“Hey! La Diabla! Wake up! We’re here. Time to get ready to move this body.” Pilar shouted. She really enjoyed watching La Diabla look miserable. She figured that there was a deep connection between the famed deputy and the outlaw. Sylvia had told her that they teamed up to defeat her friends, so she knew right now, the outlaw had to be an emotional wreck. She barely talked to them and noticed she would stare at the knocked-out deputy the entire time. She would talk with Sylvia who described Darby’s weaknesses that she learned from Thalia and could not wait to see for herself. She was also an emotional wreck because her best friend was not here with them. She was worried about her and prayed she escaped somehow. Once they finished with Darby, she was going to ask Priscilla if she could return so she could go look for Maria. But for now, it was all about getting ready to deliver this woman, but she also had to tell Priscilla that the sex trafficking operation failed. She knew that was not going to be an easy task and knew her employer was going to be really angry.
“Hehehehe awwww….you look like you are miserable. Good. I love it when you are. However, I need you to be ready. We have big plans for this woman, and you are part of it. So, if you ever want to see your mother again, I suggest you follow orders, got it?” Sylvia told La Diabla. She noticed how sad the outlaw looked whenever she looked at La Diabla. She knew the outlaw had to have feelings for her. She remembered the story Thalia told her about when that itching cream was going to be shoved inside Darby’s pussy, La Diabla demanded it get put in her instead. That told her there was a deep love between them and she was really going to enjoy making her miserable when she tortured Darby.
La Diabla looked up and her anger was simmering. She really wanted to take Sylvia out, but with her mother’s life in danger, she just could not take that chance. The train had stopped and now it was time to take Darby to Priscilla. She felt terrible and tried to think of a plan to rescue both women. Once they were safe, she was going to unleash hell on those three women. Pilar, Sylvia and Priscilla were all going to pay a severe price for ever touching the women she deeply loved.
“Pilar, go find a carriage. Me and La Diabla will place the body inside and then we can go find Priscilla. You know where she is, so take us there. We have to go quickly.” Sylvia instructed. She watched Pilar leave the train car and then she headed over to Darby’s body. She looked at the unconscious woman and saw that face. She did think Darby was pretty. She had an athletic body, and her face was so pretty, especially asleep. She was going to truly enjoy torturing this woman and breaking her will. She wanted revenge for her bounty hunter friends, and she was going to wreck this woman. The carriage came along after 5 minutes, and she looked over at La Diabla. “Ok, you grab her body, I will grab her feet. Let’s go.” she instructed.
La Diabla grabbed Darby’s booted ankles, and she just felt miserable. Together with Sylvia, she got her lover inside the carriage and now they all rode off into Ciudad Azteca. She was seated across from Darby and Sylvia, and she could see that smirk on the assassin’s face. She knew she was enjoying the misery, and she wished she could destroy her right here, right now. The fiesta was still going on and it was midafternoon. This town provided so many memories for her already. The fiesta was amazing, and she got to perform a successful robbery mission by stealing a very valuable diamond for the crime boss Eduardo Martinez. She even had some fun with a barmaid named Gianna. However, she was going to remember this town in a very different way. Veronica had been kidnapped and rescued. Her mother was captured here with her life being threatened. She was forced to work with Priscilla and now Darby was going to be tortured. She had no idea how she was going to deal with all these emotions. She wanted revenge and she vowed within herself that people were truly going to pay a high price. She had sacrificed herself in order to save others and when she got the chance, she was going to get brutal revenge.
“Ah, we’re here! Hehehe Ok, let’s get this woman inside so we can have some fun. She sure is heavy!” Sylvia gloated once the carriage arrived. She went outside the carriage and looked around. They were in an alley and had to be discreet. The building was abandoned, and it looked like a good hiding place. She wondered if Priscilla was inside already. She then helped Pilar quickly get Darby’s body and get it inside the building before anyone saw them. The inside of the building was dark but still could see enough. She helped Pilar place Darby on a table, and she wiped her hands. “Whew! She sure is heavy as a dead weight.” she grinned.
Pilar went around the room and turned on some lanterns to help illuminate the room. This was the same building where they had brought Isabel to get La Diabla to obey them. She saw that small room up those mini stairs and thought about the way she hid in there with Isabel until it was time. Now, she was back inside and was anxious to see another woman tormented, much like how Rocio, the woman kidnapped, was tormented inside this same building. Now her role was to go to the hotel room where Priscilla was hiding and where Isabel was being held. It made her wonder what happened in that room with those two women. She wondered if Priscilla tortured Isabel at any time during these few days either in this town or back home. During the last train stop at the border, she managed to sneak out of the train and get a telegram sent to Priscilla who had returned home. She told her boss to meet her back in Ciudad Azteca because she had news and a gift. She really hoped Priscilla wasn’t going to be too enraged about the trafficking ring failing. “Hey, let’s get her ready, then I will go get Priscilla. She is going to be really upset, but I hope having Darby will help.” she said.
La Diabla felt the anger building up inside her again. She was going to see Priscilla again and it would only be a bad thing. She watched the two women tying Darby up. She saw them taking off her shirt, then her boots and jeans. She felt her heart beating fast knowing what they planned to do to her. Now, her lover was in her undergarments. She saw the bra, underwear and those white socks on her large feet. She watched with great tension in her body as they lifted Darby up on the table and put her in a kneeling position. Pilar had gotten on top of the table, used rope to tie the wrists and pull them over Darby’s head. She could see they were then tied to a beam above and now Darby’s armpits were exposed. She watched as Sylvia tied each ankle to the side of the table. She knew that table well. It was the same table where she tormented poor Rocio. It was the same table where she tortured Rosa. Now Darby was going to suffer. She was a little grateful that they were not going to kill her, but she still had emotional pain knowing she was going to suffer. They had finished tying her up and she saw how she was displayed. Darby was on her knees, her legs spread apart, with her feet just off the edges of the table inside those socks. Her arms were tied above her head and now she was completely vulnerable. She saw her head slumped forward and she felt the urge to kill both of those women inside the room. This was the most difficult thing she ever had to do. Watching someone she loved to suffer again, but this time it wasn’t as though she was tied down too. She was free to move around but could not do anything at all. “I love you….” she whispered to herself as she watched her helpless lover being strung up.
Sylvia walked around the table and stared at her victim. She finally had Darby right where she wanted her. She was almost naked and tied up with all of her vulnerable spots accessible. She thought about this moment for a long time. It was finally time for her to get revenge for her friends. She wanted to torture this woman and break her. Thalia told her she could be broken, and that is what she looked forward to. She wanted to take the clothes off now to give Darby that shock. She wanted her to be aware how vulnerable and exposed she was. She couldn’t wait to get the undergarments off and truly have some fun with that naked body. She looked over at Pilar and nodded her head. She knew the woman had to go get Priscilla and once she arrived, the sexual humiliation of Darby would take place. But for now, she just wanted her to suffer. She saw Pilar leave and then she locked eyes on La Diabla. Seeing her in such emotional trauma really lifted her spirits. Now it was time to torment her too. “Ready for her to wake up?” she asked with a sinister smile.
“Leave her alone.” La Diabla simply replied. She felt her nerves on edge and her breathing became labored. She knew they were going to torture Darby, and she had to watch it all.
“No, I am afraid I can’t do that. Hehehe” Sylvia giggled. She then looked at Darby’s drooping head and lifted the chin up with her left-hand and she stood to Darby’s right side. She then used her right hand to gently slap the left cheek a few times and saw the eyes starting to flutter open. She knocked Darby out twice on this journey, now she wanted her to stay awake. “Hey there! Good to see you awake.” she said in a teasing voice.
Darby felt the slaps on her cheek, and she started to come to. Her eyes were starting to open, and she heard a familiar voice. Her mind was still fuzzy because she had been out for a long time. She remembered waking up and thought she was on a train. Then she felt something pinching her neck area and she saw blackness again. The last thing she truly remembered was looking at a carriage. Her eyes were now opened, and she tried to adjust her eyes. “Mmmmm….w-what happened?” she asked in a groggy voice.
“You have been unconscious for a very long time! It’s been over 24 hours. Hehehe” Sylvia teased. It had been a long journey, and she was happy she was in Mexico. Now that Darby was in another country, the rest of her deputies wouldn’t be able to find her. She leaned forward and kissed the right cheek, preparing her for her torment.
Darby felt a kiss on her cheek and now she was more conscious. She noticed she was in a room, and she realized that her arms were over her head. She couldn’t pull them down and that made her heart jump. She also noticed she was on her knees and couldn’t move. This was not good, and she started to wiggle around. Her eyes then looked at her chest and saw that she was in her bra. That horrified her. She lifted her head and looked to her right. She was surprised to see Sylvia standing there with a strange smile on her face. “S-Sylvia? Where am I? Why am I tied up?” she asked.
“You are tied up because you are a prisoner now. Hehehe Oh, and you are in Mexico. Far away from home.” Sylvia answered. She loved it when victims realized the predicament that they were in. She could see that confusion in her eyes and she loved it. It was going to be sweet torturing her.
“I am a prisoner? What happened? I am in Mexico? Can ya get me down?” Darby asked. She was still trying to figure out why she was in the position she was. The last thing she remembered was wrapping up the sex trafficking ring and then she saw Sylvia. After that, everything was black. Her mind started to wonder if Sylvia did this to her. She had no idea why she would. They were friends and now she was a prisoner in Mexico.
“You have so many questions. Hehehe Yes, you are a prisoner. You were knocked out so you could be captured. Yes, you are in Mexico. Ciudad Azteca to be exact, and no, I am not getting you down. I think that just about covers it. hehe” Sylvia giggled. She could feel her adrenaline flowing because at long last, she had Darby Reeves in her clutches. She remembered the emotion in Thalia’s voice when she described what happened between them in Ciudad Del Reina. Now, she was going to make this woman suffer. Thalia was never emotional, but the defeat to this woman really got to her. “I am really going to enjoy this…..” she added.
“But why? Why would you do this to me? Aren’t we friends? You were always so nice? Did I do something to you?” Darby asked. She was really confused at the moment and wished she had got some answers. She knew she was in deep trouble but had to know what happened. When she was captured before, she understood why. But this was a friend. This was someone she really liked talking to. Her heart was nervous, and she stared at her in disbelief.
“Hehehe I had you fooled. I befriended you on purpose. You see, I was hired to kidnap you. You have made a lot of people angry over your career. A lot of people want revenge against you. My employer really does hate you because you keep ruining his plans. You also made someone I consider a good friend very angry, and you affected her mentally. I am sure you are familiar with these people. You remember Christos Andino and Thalia Laskaris? They hired me to take care of you.” Sylvia explained. She felt her own emotions rising and wanted to take Darby out. She loved that confused look on her face and when she mentioned the names of her employers, she saw the jaw dropped. That truly excited her.
Darby heard those names, and her heart froze, and her jaw dropped. She thought she might have heard the last of Christos and Thalia and once again, they were after her. This woman was hired to capture her, and she felt terrible for being friendly with her. She knew she was definitely in danger and had to figure out a plan. “Thalia? Christos? They are behind this? Sylvia, you can’t be serious.” she responded in shock.
“Oh, I am VERY serious. You see, I am an assassin. I wanted to kill you. I wanted to take you out, but they convinced me to capture you and bring you to them. They want to fill your holes every day. You are going to be what they wanted you to be. A sex slave. I will admit, I think they should just eliminate you, but they want you to suffer, especially Thalia. She really does not like you.” Sylvia told her. She then gently pinched Darby’s cheek and looked forward to giving her more information that would surely break her heart.
“You got to let me go!! I can’t believe this! I am going to get out of here and I am going to stop you once again. I am going to HAHAHAHAHAHA HEY!!!” Darby squealed when she felt fingers fluttering up her vulnerable sides. It made her realize again that she was in her undergarments, so a lot of her skin was exposed. She also remembered that Thalia knows this woman, so she was sure to talk about her weaknesses. “Just let me go.” she said softly, and hoping she wasn’t going to get tortured.
“Yes, I know your weakness and I am going to have fun with it. You forgot something you imbecile, I have extra motivation to torment you. You ruined Christos’ and Priscilla’s sex ring. We had a good thing going and you once again ruined plans. I see why you are hated so much. You just don’t know when to quit!” Sylvia said. She really liked how Darby reacted to her tickling fingers. Everything Thalia told her seemed to be accurate. Her eyes glanced down to the socks and after learning how sensitive those feet were, she really looked forward to playing with them.
“What? I am GLAD I stopped that sex ring! Those ladies did not deserve that. Any chance I get, I am going to stop that kind of stuff. You tell Christos and Priscilla that they can burn in hell!” Darby said with conviction. She felt her anger rise because she knew she did the right thing. She was not going to let Sylvia try and intimidate her. She started to pull on the chains on her wrists and ankles, but she was stuck. She tried repeatedly but it was no use.
“Hehehe you sound brave, but we both know you are a scared little girl right now. I am going to enjoy torturing you. Plus, I have some surprises for you as we go along. But first, I have been wanting to do this since I first laid eyes on you.” Sylvia said, then slapped Darby’s face as hard as she could. She wanted to destroy the famed deputy and now was the time. She felt her anger rising and was going to systematically break her down. She thought of Thalia, Helga and Svetlana. It was time to make her pay. “I am going to fuck……you…..up.” she said in a very cold tone.
Darby felt that slap on her cheek and it stung a lot. There was a lot of force behind it, and she felt the pain throughout her body. She knew she was in trouble and now this woman wanted to torment her. She wondered if anyone knew where she was. She had to escape somehow. She made it away from Thalia and being shipped to Greece, but that was because she had a lot of help. She looked around the room and then her jaw dropped. Her eyes made contact with a pair of very familiar eyes. “S-Salem? Is that you?” she asked.
“SURPRISE!!!! Hehehehe that I my first one. Yes, it is her.” Sylvia said with glee. She then motioned her hand for La Diabla to come towards the table, and this was truly going to be a great moment.
La Diabla was in emotional pain as she witnessed the entire interaction between Darby and Sylvia. Hearing that gloating voice of the assassin really angered her. She knew Darby was in deep trouble and there was nothing she could do. This was torture for her. She could easily just shoot Sylvia and kill Pilar, but her mother was in danger. Killing those two would certainly mean death to her mother. She had to watch Darby suffer to protect her mother. Now, she saw that Darby looked at her and when Sylvia motioned for her to come forward, she did so with a very heavy heart. She made it close to the table and saw a grinning Sylvia and a stunned Darby.
“Salem???? Why are you here?” Darby asked. In one sense, she was happy to see her because she knew she could escape from this situation, but the other sense was that the outlaw was not helping her. She already had a million questions for her, especially since Rosa claimed she was kidnapping women and traveling to the trafficking operation. “Help me!” she called out.
“She can’t you twit! Hehehe You see, she works for me and Priscilla Montenegro. There is NO ONE to help you and she will see you suffer.” Sylvia taunted. She really loved the idea of La Diabla watching Darby suffer. It would destroy both of the women who defeated her friend.
“Salem? Is that true? You work for Priscilla? Why? What happened?” Darby asked. She felt herself getting emotional because the woman she loved was now working for a woman, she knew she hated with a passion. She saw the sad look on La Diabla’s face and wondered what was happening to her.
La Diabla heard that question and she felt terrible. She had to confirm she worked for Priscilla. Her heart was breaking because Darby was going to learn the terrible things she had done because of Priscilla, and it could mean the end of their love connection. She closed her eyes and realized this was the greatest sacrifice she could make at this moment. It broke her heart, but it had to be done. She looked at Darby and nodded her head. “Yes, I work for Priscilla now. She is my boss, and I am going to do whatever she says.” she said with her voice being heavy with emotion.
Darby was absolutely stunned. She had just heard her lover admit she worked for Priscilla and was going to do whatever she said. That blew her mind because La Diabla was such an independent type of woman. Even when she was with El Guapo, she would march to the beat of her own drummer. Seeing her so docile right now made her wonder if Priscilla had something over her. Judging by her demeanor, there was something different. There was no fire. She seemed sad. She had to find out what happened to the woman she truly loved. “SALEM!! What is going on? What did Priscilla do to you?” she asked.
“Hehehe why do you sound so surprised, Darby. She learned a valuable lesson. Now, there is no one coming to save you. There is no one that is going to stop me from having my way with you. Now, let’s get down to business. Thalia told me so many things about you. She told me you have…..sensitivities. hehehe I am going to exploit those sensitive spots. I just need to figure out where first.” Sylvia threatened. She loved how emotional Darby was getting. She loved the way she reacted to La Diabla telling her that she worked for Priscilla. The moment seemed surreal to her. After all the planning and waiting, she was finally going to get her hands on Darby’s sweet body. She looked at it again as Darby continued to plead with La Diabla to help her. She could see the firm stomach. She could see there was definition on the biceps. The leg muscles were defined and even her ass looked nice inside the underwear. Darby was definitely a fine specimen, and she was going to have a lot of fun. She started to think of a fun way to start! She wiggled her fingers in front of Darby’s eyes to get her attention. “See these?” she teased.
Darby was still pleading with La Diabla to come help her when she suddenly saw wiggling fingers in front of her eyes. That made her stop talking immediately. The threat of being tortured was there and it appeared that moment arrived. She then looked at Sylvia’s face and gulped. She had a smirk on her face, and she knew that woman was truly going to try and torture her. “Sylvia, listen! I thought we were friends! Even if you were hired, you were so good to me. I know you had to at least feel something, right?” she pleaded.
“You know, Thalia did tell me you can be stupid too. I never was your friend. The entire time I was plotting to get close to you. I planned on kidnapping you for a long time. Why do you think it was so easy for me to capture you. You trusted me. I bet you regret that now.” Sylvia told her. Her eyes then looked up and down Darby’s body and when she saw a spot, she wanted to play a game just to torture Darby’s mind. “Hey, what if I were to tickle you……HERE?!” she said then moved her fingers quickly towards the rib area.
Darby saw those hands reaching for her ribs and she panicked! She immediately tensed up her body and screamed. “NO!!! NOT THERE!!! NOT THERE!!!!” she yelled in a panic.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH That was great! You are TOO funny!!!” Sylvia laughed after hearing that panicked scream and the way Darby tried to move her body. She placed her hands to her mouth and just let out her laughter.
Darby started to blush as she realized that Sylvia only pretended to go after her ribs. She was getting nervous and when that happened, the senses in her body amplified. She felt ashamed and knew this woman was trying to mess with her mind. She heard Sylvia laughter, which only made her feel worse. “That wasn’t funny. You scared me.” she said in a soft voice.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA Yes, that was so much fun! Ok, ok. Let’s get serious now. I am going to tickle you right now!!!” Sylvia smiled, then lunged her hands towards the stomach area.
“NOOOOO!!!! NOOOOO!!!!” Darby screamed as those hands quickly made it to her stomach. She tensed up her stomach muscles and then she heard laughter again. It appeared that Sylvia was teasing her once again. She felt silly for screaming, but it was justified. It was now getting really embarrassing because Sylvia was toying with her. “That’s not funny.” she told her.
“Yes, it is!!! Darby!!! You are so pathetic. Hmmmm…. You must be REALLY ticklish to scream like that. I didn’t even touch you and you are already losing it.” Sylvia teased. She was having a lot of fun and knew once she did touch Darby, that woman was definitely going to suffer. She then moved her left hand behind Darby’s back and softly stroked her fingers up Darby’s spine. “How about right here?” she teased.
“EEEEEEEEEEEHHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE Stop that!!! That tickled!!” Darby shrieked as she felt those fingers moving up her spine. That was no trick by Sylvia. The woman actually touched her this time and the ticklish feelings were very strong. She knew this was not going to go well for her and she had to somehow get away from this.
La Diabla saw how Sylvia was toying with Darby, and she felt terrible. It was the most helpless feeling in the world. She was going to watch Darby suffer and she just had to stand there and watch. This was worse than what Thalia did or what Priscilla did in Santa Selena. When Darby was tortured by those two women, she was incapacitated herself. She had been broken by Priscilla and trapped in bondage in that Santa Selena cavern, and she was strapped to a table when Sabrina Alamain brought her into a room to watch Thalia torture Darby in front of her. Now, she was not bound by anything physical. She was bound by the safety of her mother. It was agonizing because she really wanted to help Darby, but she couldn’t. She grimaced when she saw those fingers tickling Darby’s back. She could already hear that desperation in her lover’s voice. She lowered her head and tried to keep her composure. Darby was truly going to suffer.
Sylvia continued to race her fingers up and down the spine. She also discovered that the skin was very soft. For a woman who was rugged and could handle herself physically, Darby was still very soft. She liked that and wanted to push all of her buttons. She felt Darby trying to sway her body around, but she couldn’t get away from her fingers. The fingers slowly moved up and down the spine. She would touch the top of the spine near the neck, then between the shoulder blades, jump over the bra strap, and then continue its path all the way to the top of the underwear. She also saw goosebumps come out and heard those sweet giggles. “You are so ticklish. Hehehe For someone that is the bravest deputy around, you sure are a weak little girl when it comes to being touched.” she taunted.
Darby felt those fingers on her spine, and it was driving her crazy. It didn’t tickle too much, but it was still making her skin crawl, and she giggled a little. She moved her body as much as she could to try and avoid that touch, but she was trapped. She looked over at La Diabla who was now facing the other direction. She could see her head was hanging down and she desperately needed her. The fingers went up her spine again and it really drove her wild. “heheheheheheheh stop that!!!! Salem!!! Help me!!! Help me please!!!!” she yelled.
“Salem! Salem! Help me! Help me!!! You are PATHETIC Darby! Stop begging like a child. She is not going to help you.” Sylvia mocked. She loved the way Darby was reacting and knew she had gotten her really good. Now she wanted to hear the hard laughter. It was time to make her scream. She then moved her fingers from the spine and standing close to Darby, and slightly behind her, she wrapped her left arm around and placed the hand on the left hip, right above the underwear. She then placed her right hand on the right hip and gave both hands a gentle squeeze. “Does this tickle?” she asked.
Darby felt those squeezes on her hips, and she exploded. The ticklish feeling was intense and rocked her. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO NOT THERE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOO” she screamed.
La Diabla felt her emotions all over the place as she heard that horrific screaming laughter. She didn’t know where Darby was being tickled, but she knew it had to be one of her worst spots. The sound of her laughter was breaking her heart. She didn’t want to watch. She didn’t want to see the look of ticklish agony on her sweet face. She then noticed Pilar was staring at her. That was someone else she detested and wished she could take her out right now.
“Hey! Watch her suffer! Don’t look away!” Pilar yelled at La Diabla. She was already enjoying listening to Darby suffering. She really liked the exchange between the deputy and the outlaw. She thought it was a great moment to force La Diabla to watch her friend suffer. She hated La Diabla, so seeing her in misery was a beautiful thing.
La Diabla heard that command and she really wanted to pull her gun out and just empty all of her bullets into Pilar’s body. She knew that once she finished Pricilla, Pilar was going to be next. The problem was that her mother was still in that danger. That was literally the only thing preventing her from killing everyone who she hated at the moment. She wanted to yell something back at her but realized it would be pointless. She slowly turned around and saw Darby laughing her head off. She could hear that powerful laugh and her heart felt so bad. She knew that laughter very well. She loved playing tickling games when they were intimate. It had been a long time since she heard the laughter of torment. It brought her back to that fateful moment when Thalia tortured her. She felt her nerves on fire, and her pulse quickened. She really wanted to do something, but she just couldn’t. La Diabla saw Sylvia’s hands squeezing that hip area and knew it was destroying the deputy. Her eyes watered a little, but she maintained her composure.
Sylvia continued to squeeze those hips, and her own desires grew. She wanted to really torture this woman. She thought about how she tickled several women on this mission. She tickled Phoebe and Kylie. She enjoyed those two because she utterly humiliated them, especially Phoebe, the owner of the largest cattle company around. She thought about how she tormented Ingrid, the same woman that went around tickling other women for their jewelry. That was a fun moment breaking her, but she ended up becoming friends with her. She hoped to see her again and even thought about making her a partner. Then there were the sex slaves. The way she had fun with Alice stood out to her. The young, blond woman was so delightfully ticklish and very pretty. Breaking her was a great time, she and wondered if she should somehow try to find her again. But this target, the one she was currently tormented, she wanted to make this moment special. She wanted to torture Darby until she was an obedient sex slave. Thalia had broken her, so she definitely had to do the same. The more she thought about breaking her, the more aggressive her hands got, and she kept squeezing. That horrific laugh was making her happy and she just wanted to keep going. “That’s right, Darby Laugh. Laugh your pathetic brains out. I am going to break you. You will never be the same again….” she told her softly.
Darby continued to feel those squeezes and she couldn’t help but let her laughter out. She knew she was already in trouble, but what bothered her was that La Diabla was just standing there. She felt her heart breaking, which only made her body feel more responsive. She had to know why her lover was not helping her. Then she felt the fingers leave her hips and gently stroke her stomach. She looked down and saw them lazily touching her skin and it drove her wild. “Stop hehehehe tickling me!!! Why do you have to torture me???” she yelled.
Sylvia loved Darby’s reactions, and she really loved the touch of her skin. She paused her tickling for a moment because she still wanted to play some mind games. “Why do I have to torture you? I already told you, sweetie. It’s called…..revenge.” she told her.
“But why does it have to happen? I am a prisoner. I am already trapped. I am not going anywhere. Why do I have to be tortured? It is humiliating.” Darby said. She tried to pull at her binds again, but it was no use. She wanted to prevent the tickling as long as she could. She looked at Sylvia and had to try and convince her not to torment her. “Just send me to Greece. I-I don’t have to be tortured.” she told her.
“Oh, you are going to Greece, there’s no doubt about that. But you DESERVE to be tortured. How about this? If you answer this question honestly, I might consider avoiding torturing you. But you need to pay attention to the question. Because it will also answer why I have to torture you. Ready?” Sylvia teased. She formed a wry smile on her face and looked at the stomach area again. She figured it was time to truly start the torture. She had been doing fun games up till this point, but now it was time to really start making this woman suffer.
Darby saw the wry smile and knew the assassin was up to something. She had a feeling it was not going to help her but for the moment, she wasn’t getting tickled. She swallowed hard and then took a deep breath. She had to play Sylvia’s game and prayed she could avoid her torment. “Yeah, I am ready. What do you want to ask me?” she asked.
“Tell me Darby, did you torture Thalia? Did you, you know, tickle her?” Sylvia asked with a grin. She saw the look on Darby’s face and loved it. She knew she just hit a nerve and couldn’t wait to see how she answered. It would spell her own doom
Darby heard that question and now she understood what was about to happen. Her head fell forward, and she closed her eyes. She knew she was about to get tormented. She could only hope that Sylvia was not as brutal as Thalia was. “Yeah….I did.” she answered truthfully.
“Yes, you did! She told me all about it. Frankly, I was quite shocked that she is ticklish. That woman is like a machine. She is so stoic, you can barely tell her emotions other than destroying someone with sadistic glee. But she told me that you and that bitch over there tickled her. She never felt so embarrassed in her entire life. You left a mark on her, Darby. You really did. She told me that once I find you, that I am to give you the worst tickling of your life. That’s why you are being tortured. It is called……revenge.” Sylvia told her. She loved how Darby accepted her fate. She felt excited and then looked at La Diabla. She could see how emotional she looked, and it made the moment even better. Now it was time to mess with her mind as well. “As for you, this is also revenge against you. I want you to watch closely. I want you to hear and see how much this bitch is going to suffer. Thalia told me how you participated and even though you got your grubby hands on her, she didn’t think much of you. You were more of a pest than anything. But Darby? She is truly going to suffer.” she told her.
La Diabla heard the exchange between Sylvia and Darby and her heart went out to the deputy. She remembered how they both tortured Thalia and even got the woman to laugh. Sylvia was right. Thalia rarely showed any true human emotion except sadism. Now, they were both paying a price. Darby was going to be tortured, and she had to watch it all. She saw Sylvia’s fingers heading towards that exposed stomach and knew she was about to hear some tortured screams. She closed her eyes for a moment and prepared for the loud screaming.
Darby saw the fingers heading towards her stomach and she desperately tried to move it out of the way. She already started giggling because the fingers were starting to wiggle. She saw them getting closer and she reactively sucked in her gut as far as she could. Then she felt the fingers touch her stomach and started to wiggle right there. “Hehehehehehe hey!!! Don’t do this to me!!! hehehe it tickles!!!” she giggled.
“I know it does. Kitchy kitchy koo!” Sylvia teased as she started to scrabble her fingers over the stomach area. She loved how firm the abdominal muscles were and how soft the skin was. Her fingers moved across the stomach, going from the left side, across the middle of the belly and then off the right side. She repeated the move a few times and Darby had that ticklish look on her face. She could see her eyes were shut and her mouth was open. She heard those very cute giggles, and it got her really excited. She started to pitter patter her fingers on the belly and that provided a great reaction.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP IT!!! HAHAHAHAHA MY TUMMY IS TICKISH!!!” Darby laughed as the fingers got more aggressive. She could feel how they moved across her skin and her body was very sensitive. It always amazed her how more ticklish she had gotten over all this time. Ever since that first moment when La Diabla had kidnapped her and tickled her in that barn, every tickling moment seemed to make her more sensitive. She could tell the fingers weren’t really pressing into her, but once they did, she would absolutely lose it. She felt the laughter getting stronger as the fingers now went up and down her belly. When it got close to her navel, she let out a ticklish squeal.
“Someone is VERY ticklish on her tummy! Hehehe That’s right, Darby, just laugh. Laugh your pretty head off. You are going to be doing that for a while. I am going to find ALL of your ticklish spots.” Sylvia threatened. She noticed that Darby got more vocal in her laughter when her fingers got close to the navel. She looked at the small “innie” belly button and licked her lips. She softly moved her fingers around that button and loved how soft the skin was. It also seemed to make Darby a lot more reactive. “Does it tickle right here?” she teased.
Darby felt the fingers around her navel, and it drove her crazy. The fingers then moved to that very delicate skin below the navel and above her underwear. That made her jerk her rear end outwards, and she tried to get away from those fingers’ tickling touch. “EEEPP!!! DON’T TICKLE THERE!!!!” she screamed.
“Why not? It is FUN! Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she continued to touch that sensitive region. She then smacked Darby’s ass and watched her body go upright. Once she was more upright, she then went back to the navel tickling. That sent another cute scream of laughter coming from her prisoner and she enjoyed it. She futtered her fingers across the area and loved the reactions. It was a beautiful thing to see this woman laugh herself silly. She glanced over at La Diabla and smiled. “Isn’t this a beautiful sight to see?” she asked her sarcastically.
La Diabla heard that laughter and it was getting to her. She tickled Darby enough times to know all of her weakest spots. She knew the belly button was one of the worst spots. She saw that look of ticklish agony on her face and her heart went out to her. It was the greatest challenge of her life watching Darby get tickled and she just stood there. She heard Sylvia’s question, and she got angry. “Leave her alone already. If you keep making her scream, you are going to alert the entire town.” she said.
Sylvia heard that answer and it made her pause. She realized that Darby was screaming her laughter because she was extra sensitive. They were in an abandoned building but not in an isolated part of Ciudad Azteca. Someone COULD possibly hear the deputy laughing hysterically and could investigate it. When she tickled the sex slaves at the facility, or when she tormented Phoebe, they were in isolation. The victim could scream all they wanted, and it didn’t matter. Now, she had to keep Darby from screaming. She winked at La Diabla and smiled. “Thank you for saying that! You are right. She is so damn loud, she might alert people outside. I think it is time we gag her. Hehehe” she laughed.
Darby felt relief after the tickling around her navel stopped. She could still feel some tingles in her body, and she was already getting tired. Her mouth was dry, and her lungs were starting to burn. She lifted her head and looked over at Sylvia. “You….you got to stop. No more tickling….why does it always have to be tickling?” she panted.
“Hehehe why does it have to be tickling? You already know that answer, silly woman. You know it is the greatest torture of all. No marks on your sweet body. It is agonizing and can break your will. Christos doesn’t want to see your body marred. He doesn’t care about your will and your brain. He wants to have his way with your body, and so does Thalia. Now, let me find something to gag you with. Since I am not interrogating you, I really don’t care what you have to say. You can just suffer.” Sylvia told her then walked away from the table. She needed something to gag Darby with. She passed by La Diabla and tapped her on the shoulder. “Thanks for the idea….hehehe” she told her.
La Diabla watched as Sylvia looked for a gag. She looked back at Darby and could tell she was already feeling the effects of prolonged tickle torture. She wanted to help her. She wanted to do something so that she didn’t suffer as much. She knew she couldn’t stop it but wanted to help in some kind of way. “Hey, while you look for that gag, let me give her some water at least I am sure her throat is dry.” she said, then walked towards Darby.
Darby was trying to recover and hoped her torment was over. She knew it wasn’t but tried to keep a positive spin within her own mind. She then saw La Diabla walking towards her and holding a cup. She didn’t know what was going to happen and she felt nervous. The outlaw arrived at her location, and she felt extremely nervous. “Salem? What are you doing?” she asked nervously.
“Just drink the water. You are going to need it.” La Diabla told her. She placed the cup near Darby’s lips and watched her start to drink. She felt terrible that her lover was going to keep suffering. She saw her dribbling some of the water down her chin and she wiped it away. She then pulled the cup back and allowed Darby to swallow and feel some refreshment. “Are you ok?” she asked.
Darby felt the refreshing water going down her throat and it felt wonderful. After screaming so hard, her throat got dry, and she was very happy to receive the water. She looked at La Diabla and she felt sad. She was still being so loving to her. It made her think that there was just so much more to the story than the outlaw just deciding to go back to her criminal life. She figured this was her opportunity to get the truth out of this woman. “Salem….tell me. Why are you working for Priscilla? Why? That is not you.” she said softly.
“I can’t tell you right now, but I hope to soon….” La Diabla answered. She wanted to tell Darby the entire story, but with Pilar and Sylvia in the room, there was no way to have this conversation. She heard Sylvia saying she found something, and she knew her time was short. She looked at Darby’s face and felt her heart breaking. “I love you…” she said just using her lips and no sound, then walked away.
Darby read the lips, and she really felt horrible. There definitely was more to the story and now she might never know. Knowing that she was still loved made her feel confident that the outlaw did not actually return to her evil ways but perhaps was forced to. Then she saw Sylvia walk up with what appeared to be some kind of cloth like material The woman had an evil smirk on her face, and she shivered. “Leave me alone…..please.” she begged.
“Darby, Darby, Darby. You are too cute. You are not getting free. Now, I hope you realize I am not a total monster. I allowed that bitch to give you some water. I didn’t want you to have any, but I guess it was ok. Now, open your mouth so I can put this inside it.” Sylvia commanded. She saw Darby closing her mouth and it appeared that she was going to resist placing the gag inside her mouth. She chuckled a little because she thought it was adorable that Darby was still trying to resist her. She simply reached her left hand forward and pinched Darby’s nose shut. She saw her struggling and finally, when the mouth opened, she shoved the material inside her mouth. She knew she was going to make it more secure once she got to the deputy’s feet by taking her socks. She saw Darby wincing and she laughed. “Hehehehe something wrong You don’t like the taste?” she asked teasingly.
Darby felt her nose getting pinched and she was forced to open her mouth in order to breathe. Then before she could gather her senses, she felt something getting stuck inside her mouth. It filled her mouth, and it tasted salty and really weird. It was warm and she started to gag a little since Sylvia stuffed it deep inside. She started to shake her head and wondered what it was. The way the material felt reminded her of when her socks were stuffed inside her mouth. However, her socks were still on her feet, so she had no idea what this was. She heard Sylvia’s question and was perplexed.
“Hehehe it is a sock, silly! Hehehehe The best part is, it is not your sock, or my sock. It is Pilar’s sock! Hahahahaha She had been wearing her socks for well over a day now. In this warm temperature, I can only imagine what that sock tastes like. She has some big feet too, so plenty of gag for your sweet mouth. Hahahaha” Sylvia told her. She loved the shocked look in Darby’s eyes and felt a chill in her body. She was about to go into pure tickle torture mode and really looked forward to it. She then glanced over at Pilar who had a smile on her face. She looked down and the woman still had her shoe off, displaying her naked right foot. She was grateful that Pilar wanted to humiliate Darby. “Thank you for your sock. I hope your foot doesn’t get too lonely without a sock on. Hehehe” she giggled.
“It is my pleasure! Make that bitch suffer!” Pilar said with a huge smile. When Sylvia asked her for her sock to use as a gag, she felt a little weird because she would only have one sock left. But knowing that it was going to be stuffed inside Darby’s mouth made it worth it. She glanced over at La Diabla and grinned. “I hope your friend likes the taste of my toes. Hehehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla felt tremendous anger and also sympathy for poor Darby. She didn’t know Pilar gave up a sock and as she stared at the large bare foot, she wished she could strap that woman down and make her pay for everything. She then looked at Darby and the look of sadness was etched all over it. It would be bad having your own sock used against you, but to have someone else’s sock inside the mouth, especially a worn sock, had to be horrible. She felt her hands trembling because Darby wasn’t even truly tortured yet, but this was already too much for her. She closed her eyes for a moment and prayed this would end soon.
“Now, where were we? That’s right! I am finding your spots, and you are not going to alert all of Ciudad Azteca.” Sylvia said, then started to softly run her fingers across the belly again. She loved how responsive it was, and a ticklish stomach was always a fun spot to play with. She moved her fingers across that skin and felt the body jerking. She could hear those muffled giggles and knew the sensations were getting worse. The more she made Darby helpless, the more she was going to be ticklish. She moved her fingers in a circular motion and loved hearing those muffled giggles. She then made the circle smaller and smaller and then went to the belly button. Once again, Darby started to roar in laughter, but with that sock gag inside her mouth, it was muffled. She saw the look of ticklish panic in her eyes, and she kept tickling. She wondered what it was like when Thalia had her hands on this same woman. She knew her friend broke this woman, and she hoped she could do the same. “This must really tickle! Hehehe” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers on her stomach again and it drove her wild. The sensations were very powerful, and she couldn’t help but laugh. She could feel tiny traces of the nails and that sent intense sensations throughout her body. She couldn’t get away and she still felt humiliated from having Pilar’s warm sock in her mouth. She could taste the sweat, and it made her miserable. She had no idea how many days that woman wore that sock, which made her situation worse. Then the fingers were at her navel again and she exploded. She was feeling really sensitive and that was one of her weakest spots. “STOP!!! HAHAHAHAHAHA GET AWAY!!! STOP!!!! HAHAHAHAHA” she screamed into her gag.
“Why would I stop? Huh? I love the way you laugh. I love hearing you suffer. I bet you thought defeating Thalia was the best thing in your life, right? I am sure you felt invincible. How do you feel now? How do you feel now knowing that Thalia, Christos and ME are going to get the last…..laugh? hehehehehe” Sylvia teased. She continued to go after the belly button and wanted to force Darby into horrible ticklish nightmares. She started to use her nails more and that got a really good reaction out of her victim. She could see those eyes widened with sheer ticklish terror and then closed because she was laughing so hard. The nails were on the outer edges of the navel, and it had to be driving her crazy. She wanted to keep pushing. She wanted to keep making Darby suffer. She waited for this moment for quite some time, and she was going to use every single minute of it to make sure she suffered greatly.
Darby felt those nails circling around her delicate belly button and it really got to her. She always hated that helpless feeling when she was tickled. Every time she was tortured, it took away more of her soul. She was a little used to tickle torture since it happened so often for her throughout her recent years. However, it always was humiliating, and it always chipped away at her own self confidence because this was the one weakness so many villains exploited. It was the one weakness that embarrassed her the most. She had lost physical fights before, most recently to Thalia, and that always hurt her ego. But being tickled was even worse. There was absolutely nothing she could do, and it just got worse. The nails poked inside her navel, and she really started to squirm around and exploded in hysterical laughter. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! STOP PLEASE!!!! MERCY!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA IT TICKLES!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Mercy? Hehehehe you’re cute. There is NO mercy! I told you. I am going to break you once and for all. There will be no escape. There will be no future for you. Your fate will finally be sealed. No miracles for you. You will be a sex slave and when I do come visit Christos and Thalia in the future, I think I will ask them to let me play for you for a night. I just love how sensitive you are. The best part? I haven’t found all your spots yet.” Sylvia teased as she continued to tickle the navel. She then poked her right index finger into the navel and dug around inside. That really got Darby’s body to vibrate, and she felt a rush of adrenaline in her own body. Hearing that horrific muffled scream started to turn her on and she wanted to just punish her. She swirled her finger faster and the reaction was beautiful.
La Diabla watched what was happening and she just could not help but feel so sad. Darby was suffering and she couldn’t stop it. She just had to stand there and take it. She saw how the belly button was being probed, and she knew all about that spot. She wanted to kiss it and make it feel better, but the assassin’s finger was still inside and torturing the woman who had her heart. She balled her fists in frustration and felt herself getting emotional. She wanted to go rescue her and then comfort her. She was grateful that she did get to tell Darby that she loved her. She really hoped that it helped ease Darby’s mind a little about why she was working for Priscilla and not becoming what she used to be during El Guapo’s days in the gang. She looked to the heavens and prayed there was something she could do to help save poor Darby.
“hehehe are you enjoying this as much as I am? Wow, she really is ticklish. Listen to her scream. Look how red her face is. hehehe I wish I could tickle her too.” Pilar taunted. She walked up next to La Diabla and figured she would not only keep her company, but to make her feel miserable as well. It was such a great feeling knowing that she had some control over this woman. From what Priscilla described, La Diabla was a feared outlaw who was twisted and ruthless as they came. Now, she had power over her which only elevated her own ego. She was going to enjoy every single moment of it.
“Listen to me and listen good. I am going to get out of this. Darby is going to get out of this. When we do, I highly suggest you find a good hiding place. Because I will personally hunt you down, torture you, then end you. I don’t like you. I hate you. I will make you pay for having a knife to my mother’s throat. We are not friends. We never will be. Your sock is in her mouth, and I want to tear your foot off and beat you with it. Am I making myself clear?” La Diabla said without even looking at Pilar. She knew this woman was trying to get under her skin and she was doing it. She didn’t want to be friends with her, and she only had to follow what she said because Isabel was in life threatening danger. She continued to stare at Darby screaming in ticklish misery and her emotions were already high. She definitely did not want to hear this woman taunting her and gave her that message.
Pilar heard that threat and she was shocked by it. The tone of the voice was in cold blood, and she knew La Diabla was in fact a very dangerous woman. However, she had her own ego and was not going to let that woman say nasty things back to her especially when she was in charge of her. “Well, you listen to me, bitch. One more outburst like that and I will see to it that your mother gets punished. I know where she is right now and let’s just say that if something happens to me, there will be a terrible price to pay. I could just have her suffer right now. I should notify Priscilla of what you said to me and then perhaps we can punish you by torturing her. She really does have a delicate body….” she whispered to her.
La Diabla’s anger was near a breaking point, and it took everything she had within her not to wrap her hands around Pilar’s throat and choke the life out of her. She knew that if she did, Isabel would be harmed. She thought about that look of fear on Isabel’s face when Pilar had that knife to her throat and it broke her heart. “Just stop talking to me, ok?” she told her.
“Then you need to apologize to me. Do it, or perhaps your mother’s feet need some special attention.” Pilar threatened. She loved the feeling of power she had right now and after Maria disappeared, she needed to distract her own emotional pain.
La Diabla felt her anger boiling again, but she had to maintain her composure. These women were testing the very limits of her patience, and it took a lot out of her not to lash out. She looked towards Pilar and saw that sarcastic smirk on her face. She did not want to do it, but she had no choice. “I’m sorry.” she said and then turned away.
“Much better! Watch your mouth next time! Now, let’s enjoy watching your sexy friend over there get tortured. Hehehehe” Pilar laughed. She felt really good at the moment, then looked back at poor Darby. She could see Sylvia’s fingers swirling inside the belly button and loved the reaction Darby was giving. She could see how her eyes were bugging out and how loud she was screaming into her sock. That made her giggle to herself as she wiggled her naked toes inside her shoe. It was delightful knowing that her sock was inside Darby’s mouth. She chuckled to herself when she thought about the fact she had to get a new pair of socks when this was over. She couldn’t use that same sock because it would be drenched in saliva. “She is so ticklish! Listen to her. Screaming and begging. Hehehehe Did you know she was this ticklish?” she asked in a teasing voice.
La Diabla’s eyes started to water because she could see how much ticklish agony Darby was in. The way Sylvia was probing and tickling the navel was very upsetting. She knew how sensitive her lover was. The tickling games they had with each other were always a great time, but this was about pure torture. She knew Darby couldn’t handle being tickled for too long. She knew her lover would break, and she wanted to cry. “Dammit…..” she said to herself.
Darby continued to scream into her gag as she felt that finger inside her navel. There was no relenting of the attack. It just kept happening and there was no stopping. That constant shockwave of agonizing ticklish sensations overwhelmed her body, and she prayed it would all be over soon. No matter how many times she had been tickle tortured, it was always a terrible time, and she would never get used to it. She hated that enemies knew of her ticklishness and exploited it. She felt embarrassed and tried her best to break her arms free. She moved her socked feet around and swayed her hips. She was trying anything and everything she could to get away from this woman’s tickling fingers. Then the finger pressed just a little deeper inside her navel and she lost it. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!! MERCY!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE HAVE HAHAHAHAHA MERCY!!!!!” she screamed into the gag.
“Hehehe No. No mercy. Just laughter.” Sylvia responded. She moved her fingers inside that navel, trying to bring out the very worst sensations that Darby could feel. She wanted to wear her down quickly, so that she could suffer more. She could see how red Darby’s face was and knew her body was in distress. It didn’t even matter to her. She just wanted to make this woman suffer. She got more excited as she tickled that navel. She wanted Darby to completely break. That way there would be no resistance when she went to Greece and became a sex toy to a brutal woman, and a sex-addict man. She thought about those two in Greece and smiled. “As you are laughing your pretty head off, I want you to think about Thalia. I want you to know just how angry she is at you. I bet you never met Christos, but when you do, at least he is a handsome man. He will fuck you a lot. But he is not brutal, and you might enjoy yourself. But Thalia……..that will be a different story. She really does not like you. She talked about how much she will enjoy playing with you on a daily basis. I had never seen her so angry before. The best thing is, I don’t feel bad for you at all. In fact, I might even visit on a few occasions just to watch her have her way with you. Wouldn’t that be fun? You will always remember me. hehehe” she taunted.
Darby visualized Thalia in her mind again. When the finger moved out of the navel and tickled around the outer edges, she could picture the Greek warrior’s long, thick auburn colored hair. That look of sheer sadism on her face. The way her presence commanded attention. She was unlike any other woman she met before, including the woman she loved dearly. She then shrieked again as she felt fingers sliding up and down her stomach area again. It was such an agonizing feeling, and she already started to feel desperate. This did not seem like this would end anytime soon. She closed her eyes and tried to focus on anything but the tickling. Then as soon as she did that, the tickling stopped. She opened her eyes again and saw that Sylvia was no longer in front of her. She turned her head to the right and saw a glimpse of the blond assassin. She tried to turn her body towards her, but she couldn’t. Now she sensed that Sylvia was behind her body and fear tore through her. She couldn’t see the woman, or her hands and it made her nervous. “Let me go! Please! Stop tickling me!” she whined into her gag.
Sylvia was behind Darby and off to the right side. She could see her back, the ass and the backs of her legs. Her eyes traveled all the way down to the big, socked feet and giggled. She couldn’t wait to examine Darby’s bare feet, especially after all the praise that Thalia told her about them. She then reached forward and went towards the rubber band that held Darby’s ponytail. She wanted to let her hair down because she wanted to see her hair whipping around when she tickled her. She removed the band, and the long red hair flowed freely. She saw the hair reach towards the middle of the area between the shoulder blades and was curious. Every single time she saw Darby, she was in her ponytail. Now, her hair was loose, and she wanted to see how she looked. She did a quick smack on Darby’s rear end, then headed back to be in front of her. Once she got there, she looked at Darby’s face and the long red hair flowing down the sides and past the shoulders. Even though the face was red, the eyes were watery, and she was making desperate panting noises, she found her to be very beautiful. Darby was always very pretty to her but seeing her like this really made her admire the beauty she had. “Wow…..I don’t really like you, but you really are a beautiful woman, Darby. Really beautiful.” she told her, then started to run the fingers of her left hand through that red hair on the right side of Darby’s face.
Darby was still trying to get air into her lungs via her nostrils. Her body temperature was high, and she could feel that stress. She felt miserable and the torture had just begun. She felt something grabbing at her ponytail and in moments, her hair fell down and now it was loose. She always loved having her hair up in a ponytail. She only took it down before she went to bed or bathed. She felt a hard slap on her ass, and she winced, then she saw Sylvia in front of her again. The woman had this look on her face, and it gave her chills. She had seen that look before on an enemy’s face before and she knew what it was. Sylvia was probably starting to feel lust and it frightened her. She felt those fingers stroking through her hair and heard the compliment. It made her sad because it appeared there was going to be some sexual humiliation sometime during this ordeal. ”Let me go…..please let me go.” she whimpered.
“Silly! The answer is still……no. I am admiring you though. You are very pretty. Hmmmm….. I bet your body is absolutely stunning naked.” Sylvia told her. She did feel a sexual attraction to her prisoner and even though it was already planned to do so, she did like the feeling of lust she was having. Playing with Darby’s sexual areas was definitely going to be a great bonus for her. She could see the heaving chest and wondered what the breasts would look like. Thalia told her, but until she saw them herself, she was going to be really curious.
“Nooooo……please no.” Darby reacted to what she heard from Sylvia. She knew it was going to happen, but just hearing the woman talk about her being naked put fear into her. She felt the fingers leave her hair and wondered where she was going to strike next.
“Hehehe you sound so scared! I love it. Hmmmm….where should I tickle you next?” Sylvia mused then headed back towards being behind Darby. She loved the way Darby’s body was really starting to squirm around and being in true fear. She loved the effect she was having on her. This was getting to be a lot more fun than what she did to Phoebe Wellington. Darby was a hero. Someone that people thought was strong. Now she was just another ticklish woman that was going to be broken. She then placed her own body close to Darby’s from behind and placed her head to the right side of Darby’s. She pressed her head close so that when Darby started screaming, she minimized the potential headbutt that could happen. She then placed her hands on the ribcage and started to massage her fingers directly on that area. “Ticklish here?” she teased.
“HEY!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!! HAHAHAHHAA NOT THERE!!!” Darby screamed as she felt those fingers massaging her ribs. That area was always extremely sensitive, and she immediately broke out into hysterical laughter. The fingers seemed to be well placed on her body. The fingers were directly in the spaces between the ribs and that really tickled her. She started to thrash as much as she could, but Sylvia’s own body was close to hers. It felt like she was being hugged from behind and she was trapped. The fingers moved even faster, and she exploded again. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA NOOOOOOOOO!!!! NOOOOOOOOO!!!” she wailed away.
La Diabla winced as she witnessed Sylvia tickling the ribs. She heard that agonizing laughter and her heart was hurting. She always loved the sound of Darby’s laughter, but this was not about fun. Her lover was being tortured, and she just had to watch it. She saw how Darby’s hair was let down and she always loved that look. Darby always wore that ponytail, so when her hair was down, it was always a special moment. Now she was in terrible ticklish agony and those fingers on her ribs had to make her feel miserable. She watched intently as the fingers moved from one spot to another, surely driving the deputy crazy. She felt so much agony in her heart that she wanted to cry. This was without a doubt one of the most difficult moments she ever had in her life. Watching a loved one suffer and even though she could put a stop to it, she actually couldn’t. “Darby…..Darby.” she whispered to herself as she heard that terrible muffled laughter.
Sylvia loved the muffled laughter coming from Darby. She loved how reactive she was to her rib probing and wanted to keep drawing out the worst sensation. She moved her fingers to the tops of the rib bones and slowly circled them on the bones, as though she was giving them a massage. She made the body close to her really start to tremble and she loved it. She could feel Darby’s head bumping into hers, but she kept their heads close, so Darby couldn’t headbutt her. She loved how much stronger the laughter got and just wanted to keep punishing her. There was always this amazing feeling of dominance she felt when she tickled her victims. She had tickled so many different ones, but this one was much more special. Not only because she was a target at the highest levels, but because of her very athletic and fit body. Even with her pressing into the ribs, she could tell Darby was in such good shape. This woman really was a tough individual, and it was sweet listening to her laugh. That was the thrill. Making a woman as skilled as the deputy howl in tortured laughter. Finding her greatest weakness and tormenting it. She knew there were other spots on the body to play with, and it made her nipples tingle just thinking about it. “Hehehe Isn’t this fun? You are just SO ticklish! Who knew that you were this weak? I know you intimidate others, but we know your cute little secret. Deputy Darby is just a ticklish little girl. Just tickle her cute ribbies and she falls apart completely. Some hero you are. hehehehe" she taunted while whispering in Darby’s ear.
Darby heard those teasing words, and it seemed to make everything much worse. She hated it when her captors taunted and teased her. It always made the tickling much worse. She felt helpless and with those strong fingers pressing into her ribs and now massaging them, it sent very intense sensations throughout her entire body. She could feel Sylvia’s body on hers, with her head right next to her. It was as though they were cuddling, but instead, she was being completely tortured by this woman. She felt that helplessness starting to wash over her and that really made her panic. She didn’t want to become completely submissive. She had nowhere to go or hide. She just had to endure this tickling feeling. Then she felt the fingers probing the lower parts of her ribs and she lost it. “HAHAHAHAHAHA LEAVE ME ALONE!!!!” she screeched into her gag.
“Hehehehe leave you alone? That is not happening anytime soon. I got you, Darby. I GOT YOU! You are mine! Now, suffer!!!!” Sylvia teased back. She felt Darby’s body really starting to squirm around and rub against her body. She heard that horrific ticklish squeals and it continued to motivate her even more. She wanted to just keep tickling this woman and find all of her spots. She placed her fingers deeper into the ribs and the laughter just kept getting more intense. “Tickle, tickle, tickle! Kitchy kitchy coo!!!” she teased.
Darby heard those ticklish taunts, and it made the tickling feel even worse. She realized that this was not going to end soon, and her mind was in turmoil. She tried to pull on her wrists binds again, but noticed she wasn’t pulling as hard. That made her realize she was getting weaker and that spelled doom for her. Once she got physically weaker, the tickling would be much, much worse. She hated knowing that in a way. It meant that she was tortured so many times, she knew how her body would react and how it would break down from prolonged tickling. Even when she had the tickle fights with La Diabla, if she started to feel weaker, it meant the end of her, and she would lose the battle. She closed her eyes for a moment and thought about how her life would be once she was broken. If she did not survive this, then she would be a play toy to a man she never met, Christos Andino. She was not sexually attracted to men, so that would be a nightmare to be touched by him. She also thought about what would happen if Thalia got her in a weakened state. She remembered how bad she was tortured by that woman and if she wanted revenge, it would be much worse. She felt a squeeze into her ribs on the upper areas, and she let out a ticklish shriek because the intensity caught her of guard. “EEEEEEHEHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!” she begged.
“No….I want to keep tickling you and tickling you and tickle you forever! Hehehehe Here is the best part. You don’t know how long I will do this. I could stop tickling you in five seconds. I could tickle you for another hour straight. You have NO idea when I will stop. So, you might as well accept your fate. You. Are. Mine.” Sylvia said into Darby’s right ear, trying to break her mentally. She moved her fingers up and down the ribs faster, trying to keep changing the way she tickled to keep Darby off guard. She didn’t want her to get used to a particular stroke. She wanted to keep changing it up to keep her guessing and to keep doing those cute ticklish squeals of hers. She then looked forward and saw the look on La Diabla’s face. There was something very satisfying about looking at the outlaw who had a very sad look on her face. She knew these two were lovers because of what Thalia told her, and she decided to tease her a little. She slowed the tickling down a little and then kissed the side of Darby’s neck. She was intending to make La Diabla react, but she loved how soft that skin was on her lips. She kissed the side of the neck again and she felt her own arousal starting to build. She didn’t like Darby and wanted to torture her, but she was a very attractive woman, and her skin was very nice. “Mmmm…..you are so soft.” she cooed a little.
“Mmmmmmm nooooo…..hehehehehehe please don’t do that…..” Darby giggled and felt the urge to moan. She felt some relief because the tickle attack slowed down. It was still happening but not at the intense pace. She felt those kisses on the right side of her neck, and she felt something she did not want to feel at the moment. Pleasure. Sensual pleasure. It meant that Sylvia was intending on humiliating her sexually and that really messed with her mind.
La Diabla was in a lot of emotional turmoil. She had been watching Sylvia tickle those ribs of Darby’s and it drove her crazy knowing she couldn’t stop it. She knew how ticklish she was there and knew she was going to break soon. She listened to that tormented laughter and prayed that somehow Darby could fight it off. Then she saw the fingers slowing down and wondered if Darby was going to get a break. Her eyes widened when she saw what Sylvia did next. She saw her lock eyes for a moment with her and then kiss the side of Darby’s neck. She knew what kissing Darby’s neck would do to her. She loved doing it herself and it meant only one thing. The assassin was going to get Darby’s sexual feelings built up, so she could sexually conquer her. That really bothered her because she really loved the sex she and Darby had. She knew her spots to drive her wild and watching someone else do it was always hard to see. Just like when she saw Thalia playing with Darby’s womanhood. It was heartbreaking then, and now she was witnessing it again. “Leave her alone…..” she thought to herself.
“Listen to how cute you sound right now. Hehehe Do you like my kisses, Darby? Or do you like my tickles? Pick one and I will do it right now.” Sylvia offered. It was time to start truly playing with Darby’s mind. She needed to be broken so that she would be such a submissive slave to her employers in Greece.
Darby felt goosebumps on her skin when she heard that voice and felt the warm breath in her ear telling her a choice she had to make. She didn’t want either. Neither one of them was going to be good for her and she felt a little emotional. Her torture was nowhere near ending, and she was going to have to endure so much more. She groaned a little and shook her head slightly. “Please….don’t touch me.” she whimpered.
“I am going to touch you. Heheheh that’s for sure. So, last chance to tell me. Do you want me to kiss you, or tickle you? If you don’t tell me, I am going to touch your pussy.” Sylvia said in Darby’s ear then gave the ear lobe a gentle lick. She felt her own loins starting to be on fire when she told Darby that choice. The thought of touching that sweet pussy really excited her and it would be her greatest moment when she did.
Darby shuddered when she heard the threat. Now she was in a desperate situation. This woman was going to tickle her or kiss her. If she did not choose, then her most private spot would be touched. That was something she did not want to happen at all, so she decided to pick the less torturous option. Even though she knew what Sylvia was up to, she did not want to be tickled, or have her vagina touched. “No!!! Don’t touch me there. Kiss me….You can kiss me…” she said in submission.
“Good girl!!! I thought you would choose that. You are really a ***** underneath your brave demeanor. You love this even though you want to deny it. I know you want me to make you cum eventually. Don’t worry, you will. Hehehe” Sylvia teased. She then started to kiss the side of Darby’s neck. She loved how her lips touched the neck area and moved down to the collarbone area. She felt like an intimate lover at the moment. She loved kissing the neck of a woman as she sat behind her and made her lover feel so good. Her sexual instincts were taking over, and she kissed that area and her own nipples got hard. She then kissed the top part of the shoulder blade and heard a very soft moan coming from Darby. That was the sound she was waiting for. To get this woman aroused, so every nerve in her body was ripe for more tickle torture and eventually be sexually conquered.
“Mmmm….noooo….please….” Darby moaned a little. She felt those warm, soft lips kissing her skin around her neck, collarbone and top of the shoulder blade and it drove her wild. She felt her nipples starting to stiffen and her brain was in anguish. She definitely recognized this moment and knew they were heading down that path to her complete submission and humiliation. She closed her eyes for a moment and imagined La Diabla being behind her and kissing her like this. She loved those intimate moments with her and wished it really was her right now. The way the lips kissed her made her body react and even if her mind didn’t want it, her body surely loved it. She then opened her eyes slowly and looked forward. She saw La Diabla looking right back at her with those sad eyes and wished she could save her. The soft kisses continued, and her body was really starting to get sexually excited.
La Diabla witnessed that kissing on Darby and she felt terrible. She knew how Darby’s body reacted to such stimulation and her lover was going to go through a lot of sexual humiliation soon. The way Sylvia kissed the neck was very erotic, but she wanted to stop her. She wanted to beat that woman down for torturing Darby but also kissing on her. She knew Darby didn’t really want that to happen, but she also realized that the body was going to respond. This was such agony for her, and she felt the anger still simmering within her.
“Isn’t this so erotic? Wow, Sylvia really knows how to please a woman. Look at her. Darby looks like she is enjoying this so much. I think she really does love having sex with women rather than men. I bet her pussy is really wet! Hehehehe Hey, have you ever seen her pussy?” Pilar teasingly asked La Diabla. She really loved what she was seeing and hoped it would continue. There was so much erotic intensity in the room and she was excited to see Darby eventually get naked. She also wanted to torment La Diabla at the same time just to make the outlaw miserable.
La Diabla heard those comments, and she had to calm herself. She knew Pilar was trying to get under her skin, and she was doing a very good job of it, but she knew her situation. She felt terrible seeing Darby getting sexually teased. She could see that mixture of pleasure and ticklish agony written all over her face. She wished it was her doing it because then it would be all pleasure. She wanted to hold her. She wanted to protect her. But she was going to get tortured, and this other woman was truly irritating her with her voice and words. “No….” she simply responded to the question posed to her.
“Hehehe well, you will soon! She is VERY good at making her prisoners suffer and feel good at the same time. You saw for yourself back at that facility.” Pilar continued to tease. She looked at Sylvia’s lips being placed all over the neck skin and felt her own lust building. She wished she could sexually tease Darby. She would love to see how soft she was and how her body would respond to her sexual advances. She also wished to not only tickle torture La Diabla but also dominate her sexually. Tormenting Veronica was a lot of fun but doing it to La Diabla would have been even better. She hated her, but she did find her very physically attractive. She looked at the outlaw one last time, then looked at Darby. “Yeah, she is going to cum harder than she ever had. Hehehe” she teased.
Darby felt the kisses getting more passionate and her body reacted. Sylvia had been kissing her hot spots on her neck, and she kept trying to fight the feelings of lust. The woman had very soft and sensual lips, and it was much better than being tickled, but it also spelled her sexual doom. Her head tilted back in pleasure, and she let out a soft moan. The feelings were starting to take over despite her knowing what it was all going to lead to. “Mmmmm…..please don’t do this to me.” she moaned.
“Why not? I could just tickle you. Instead, I want you to have a break. I want you to love my kisses. I plan to kiss you in several places on your sweet body. Including that pussy of yours. Hehehe” Sylvia teased as she continued to kiss the neck. She had moved her body over to the left side and started to kiss that skin on the left side of the neck. She could feel the body trembling and those moans sounded very nice. Darby was indeed a very sexy woman, and she was going to savor it. She loved how the head was starting to tilt backways, which exposed a lot of her neck. She then wrapped her arms around the torse and started to lightly caress her fingers across the stomach. She heard a very cute giggle coming from Darby and her own nipples got really stiff. This woman was very sensual. “You’re just so ticklish. Hehehe” she teased.
“Hehehehe please don’t tickle me….” Darby softly giggled as she felt the fingers once again tickling her stomach area. The combination of kissing and very light tickles set off her sexual arousal and she started to panic a little. Once she was aroused, her body grew very receptive to touch and wondered when that tickle attack was coming.
Sylvia couldn’t stop lightly tickling that stomach area and hearing those giggles were driving her crazy. Then her desire to hear her scream grew again. She slowly pulled her own body away from Darby’s and looked then faced her. She wanted to look at the terror on Darby’s face when she started to torture her again. Her eyes looked at the exposed armpits and she smiled. They were right there, completely exposed and vulnerable. “Darby…..Oh, Darby! Look at me for a moment dear.” she said in a teasing voice.
Darby felt the kisses stopping and grateful that the tickling stopped as well. She heard that voice and she moved her head forward again and slowly opened her eyes. She saw Sylvia’s pretty face and she had this smile on it. She wondered what was about to happen and her body was really starting to tingle. “Let me go…..” she murmured into her gag.
“I absolutely love turning you on. I think you are one sexy woman. I like how you respond to my kisses and my touches. There will be more of that coming. But right now? I want to hear you……..SCREAM!!!” Sylvia told her, then reached her hands forward and ran her fingers on both hands all over both armpits. The reaction from Darby was immediate and it was very intense. It was time to drive this woman nuts, then resume sexually dominating her.
“HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NO!!!! NOT THERE!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOT THERE!!!!” Darby screamed into her gag. That ticklish sensation was very strong and after her body was turned on sexually, the tickling sensations were so much worse. Her armpits were definitely a weak spot for her, and she tried to sway her body, but the hands never left her armpits. She could see that look on Sylvia’s face and it unnerved her. It was that look of someone hell-bent on torturing her. She wished she could be free, but there was no escape and no way to protect her very sensitive armpits.
“Hehehehe that’s right, scream as hard as you can into that gag. You are all mine!” Sylvia said with intensity. She felt her adrenaline spiking and her desire to torture this woman was very strong. She raced the pads of her fingers all over that helpless skin. She noticed just how soft it was, and it still amazed her that with the type of work that Darby did for a living, her skin was so incredibly soft. That made her think of all the soft spots she was going to explore and have fun with. Which made her think about Darby’s feet. That was a spot she definitely could not wait to get her hands on. From the way Thalia described the feet, and how Marge and her girls described Darby’s feet, they were something to behold. They talked about how soft they were and how pink the color was. Everyone told her that these were the most perfect pair of feet they had ever seen. She glanced to the sides a little and saw Darby’s socked left foot resting on the tabletop and couldn’t wait to strip the sock off and finally getting her hands on those famous feet. Then she looked at the left armpit and figured she would focus on one pit at a time. She stood off a little to the left side of Darby and placed her fingers on both hands on the pit and scrabbled them. “Does this tickle?” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers focusing on her left armpit and she roared again. They were moving all over that delicate skin and she just let her laughter pour out. She felt those very intense ticklish sensations really tearing through her body and she had to find a way to escape. Her body was already starting to get tired and because of the arousal, she was getting much weaker. She was frightened because she knew this whole ordeal was about to get so much worse. “PLEASE!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!” she screamed.
La Diabla watched as Sylvia focused on the left armpit of her lover. She truly could hear the ticklish agony in Darby’s muffled screams and knew she was going through a lot. She looked at Sylvia and saw how she was tickling with such precision in the armpit. After watching her play with sex slaves, she was aware of the assassin’s tickling skills, but it just seemed like she was being extra focused on the woman she loved. She knew how delicate that body was. She absolutely loved tickling Darby herself. Seeing her go through this was really breaking her heart and she wanted to help her. She knew what Sylvia was going to do and knowing that Darby was going to suffer even more got her very anxious. She thought about going over to that table and beating the hell out of Sylvia. She really wanted to beat the hell out of Pilar. It was a no-win situation and then she heard a soft knock! Her head snapped to the side, and she saw Pilar who also heard the noise.
“Hey, Sylvia!!! Stop tickling her! I thought I heard a knock.” Pilar called out. She heard a faint knock, that went three soft knocks, a pause, then a stronger knock. She wondered if someone could hear Darby outside and were coming to investigate. This could mean they would have to perhaps eliminate someone else, which could make the entire situation much worse.
Sylvia paused her tickling when she heard Pilar’s voice. She was so focused on tormenting Darby that she did not hear anything. She looked over at Pilar and when she heard that someone knocked, she had to prepare herself. If this was someone coming to investigate, then she would have to eliminate them. “Go see who it is.” she instructed.
Pilar nodded her head and then went to the door. It was a risky situation because she didn’t know who it was. She felt her own heart beating faster and her hand trembled a little. She prepared herself to knock out whoever this was and then would take care of the body. She opened the door slightly and her eyes went wide.
Sylvia stood directly in front of Darby and prepared herself for potential fighting. She saw La Diabla had her hand on her gun and they both got ready. Then she saw Pilar walking back towards them and had a person next to her. She saw that it was a woman, who was tall, had long blond hair in a ponytail and had a smirk on her face. She smiled when she recognized who it was and felt a sense of relief. “Priscilla! Glad you could make it. So good to see you!” she said with a smile.
“It is a joy to be here! I got the message from Pilar and let me see what we have!” Priscilla said as she went further into that room. She had received a telegram from Pilar when they entered Mexico, and she couldn’t wait to see the greatest prize of all. She was concerned as to why Sylvia and Pilar were back in Mexico when they should have been operating the sex trafficking ring, but when told they had a gift, she couldn’t wait to see it. She then noticed La Diabla standing off to the side to her right and she grinned. “Oh, you’re here too.” she said, then rolled her eyes.
“Well, damn. Look who it is. Queen Bitch herself. I should have figured with that stench of death coming inside that it was you.” La Diabla shot back. She knew she had to work for Priscilla, but it never meant she had to like her.
“How come you are not dead yet? You annoy me…..” Priscilla said then looked at Sylvia. Her eyes widened as she could see someone behind the assassin. She saw the raised arms and saw that flowing red hair. Her heart skipped a few beats because that face was very familiar to her. She felt a surge of adrenaline flowing through her because she finally had someone else that she truly hated. “You got Darby????” she asked with excitement in her voice.
“Yes! I have the famous deputy here. Hehehehe she is my great prize. I am already making her suffer, so you made it just in time!” Sylvia bragged. She could see the look of happiness on Priscilla’s face and that was exciting. She knew how much Priscilla hated Darby, so this torture session was now going to be even better. She knew Priscilla wanted to see Darby suffer, which fueled her own desires and now she was really going to put Darby through a lot. She also knew that they were going to have to tell her that the sex trafficking ring was stopped by Darby and her reaction was not going to be a good one. They spent a lot of time, energy and money on creating that operation and now it was gone.
Priscilla smiled as she heard that Darby was a prisoner. She knew Sylvia had targeted her and she hoped she would succeed. She looked at the trapped deputy and a huge smile formed on her face. She walked up to her and could see the torture had already started. She could see the sweat starting to glisten on her face and body. She could see her hair was completely free flowing and not in that ponytail she typically had. She could see how watery her eyes were. She grinned when she saw the pale skin, but with pink areas which meant those were where she was tickled. She noticed she was still in her bra, underwear and socks, so she didn’t miss the really good stuff. She remembered when she had a chance to tickle Darby. It was in that cavern in Santa Selena. She had Helga with her and they both tickled Darby into total suffering, shaved her pussy and even made her orgasm. It was a great memory for her because they broke her and La Diabla. However, she also remembered when they got their revenge on her. She remembered how they had her tied up and on the floor in that secret home in Santa Selena. La Diabla did most of the dirty work, but Darby had tormented her feet. It was a horrific tickle torture, and she hated Darby ever since. She saw her again in Ciudad Del Reina when she was a broken prisoner, and then when she and the outlaw were tormenting Thalia. La Diabla was her most hated rival, but Darby was next on the list. She got closer to her and a sinister smile formed on her face. “Well, well, well. Isn’t it that idiot deputy from Plotsville. Good to see you again, Darby.” she said, smiling.
Darby heard another voice inside the room and as she recovered, she slowly opened her eyes and then her heart nearly stopped. She saw who was now in the room and her emotions started to flow. It was Priscilla Montenegro, perhaps the most twisted and evil woman she had ever met. Even though she never saw La Diabla’s most evil crimes when she was in El Guapo’s gang, she surely saw the evil that Priscilla had committed. She was tickle tortured by this woman, but to her, the most evil and cruel thing she ever witnessed wasn’t even a physical moment. It was mental and verbal torture. She was there when Priscilla was tied up and being arrested in Santa Selena. Cheyenne was sitting on top of her and tickling her. It was fun watching the young Native American getting a measure of revenge against Priscilla, but it was what Priscilla told Cheyenne that really broke her heart. Priscilla told Cheyenne that she wished she was dead, because she didn’t mean anything to anyone. That was terrible to hear, but it was Cheyenne’s actions that made it far worse. The young tribal princess was one of the greatest human beings she had ever encountered. Her heart was pure, and she had a beautiful soul. Thos words from Priscilla must have cut Cheyenne so deep, that she nearly killed Priscilla. She remembered when that knife came out and Cheyenne, who was extremely emotional at the time, was about to plunge that knife deep into Priscilla and she would have if she didn’t stop her. Darby remembered that moment a few times because after Cheyenne discarded that knife and realized what she had nearly done, she embraced Darby and let all of her pain out. It was the most painful crying she had ever heard. When she asked Priscilla afterwards why she would be so cruel to Cheyenne, the blond woman simply told her it was because Cheyenne merely existed. That really angered her and ever since then she wanted justice to be served to this same woman. Now, she was in front of her and she was still trapped and already being tortured. She could see that evil smile and knew her own situation was going to be much worse. “You…..It’s you….” she told her.
“Yes, it is me! Hehehehe You are in the position you are supposed to be in! Tied up and being tortured. You truly deserve it. I made it just in time. I am really going to love watching you suffer.” Priscilla gloated. She had control over not only La Diabla, but now Darby was going to suffer as well. She then looked around the room and saw La Diabla standing there. She noticed that she appeared to be emotional, and she knew why. She knew those two had feelings for one another and she had to be suffering seeing Darby get tortured. It gave her a tingle between her own legs knowing that La Diabla was in turmoil. She also knew how she had complete control over her. She had also brought Isabel back to Ciudad Azteca to keep that bargaining chip nearby. When she had Isabel back in her hometown of Ciudad Zopilote, she kept her in a room and told her cruel things about her daughter. Knowing that she was coming back to this town, she brought her prisoner with her. La Diabla’s mother was a complete emotional wreck. She wanted to torture her again a few times but had to attend to other matters. She wondered if she should torture Isabel in front of the daughter, but that would be too much and everyone would be killed. Right now, however, she could still torment the outlaw mentally and emotionally. “How does it feel seeing your lover getting tortured? Huh? I bet you are turned on watching her laugh her head off. Hahaha” she taunted.
“Hello Priscilla. I can see you’re as ugly as ever. Where is my mother?” La Diabla asked. She wanted to make sure Isabel was safe or it would be some severe hell to pay.
“She is safe and sound somewhere if you wanted to know. Well, she is still a mess mentally though. I love seeing her cry. Hehehehe” Priscilla shot back knowing it would get a rise out of the outlaw. She knew she had to be a little careful with her taunting because she could see those guns that La Diabla had.
La Diabla’s anger started to rise hearing those words. There was some relief knowing her mother was alive, but hearing about her crying was too hard for her heart. She wanted to shoot that woman right now, but her mother was still in danger. She could not risk killing Priscilla and having her mother killed in revenge. “Just let her go. You have me. You have Darby. What more do you want?” she asked her.
“Hehehe you are right. I have YOU and I have that red headed bitch. What I want is to torture both of you. In fact, I think I will…..wait. Why are all of you here? Sylvia, I can understand, but why are you and Pilar here? And where is Maria? Are those burlesque dancers guarding the facility or something? That is YOUR job.” Priscilla asked as she looked at La Diabla. She had placed the outlaw in charge of securing the facility to make sure the sex slaves were obedient and to prepare for the eventual auction. She felt her own emotions starting to rise because this was not a good sign.
“Well…..” Sylvia started to say. She knew the news she was about to give was not going to sit well, and it also angered her that the sex trafficking ring was destroyed before it really got going. “…..our red headed bitch here found out about the operation and led a raid on it. The sex slaves were rescued, and the burlesque dancers were arrested.” she explained.
“WHAT??!!!! ARE YOU SERIOUS????!!!!” Priscilla reacted in total shock. Her prized sex trafficking ring was busted, and all that effort just went up in smoke. She could feel anger rising to new levels and she turned to La Diabla. “YOU!!! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO MAKE SURE EVERYTHING WAS SECURE!!! HOW COULD YOU LET THAT HAPPEN???? ARGH!!” she yelled.
La Diabla felt a sense of joy within her body seeing Priscilla reacting that way. Knowing that she was pissed off and in some emotional pain delighted her. She looked at her with a straight face and scowled. “Well, I wasn’t there when it happened. Your assassin over there took me to scout some train routes when they invaded. So, it is not my fault. But do you know who WAS there? Pilar……” she said, then pointed towards Pilar.
Pilar’s jaw dropped when she heard La Diabla blaming her and then pointing at her. She looked at Priscilla’s face and saw how enraged she was. She had witnessed this woman’s temper before, and it was always a scary thing. She saw Priscilla now staring at her and she got really scared. “Priscilla! It was a surprise attack! We had no idea they were coming. I swear!!! I don’t even know where Maria is!!” she pleaded.
Priscilla was seething as she heard those reactions. She started to tremble with anger knowing all her planning and hard work was gone. She turned towards Darby and her anger soared. Somehow, someway that woman had foiled her again. What made it worse was that she didn’t even get help from La Diabla. She slowly walked towards the deputy with each step a angrier feeling and she stood there in front of her. She then reared her right hand back and then slapped Darby as hard as she could across her left cheek. The sound of the slap echoed off the walls and she was really angry. “YOU?????? YOU DID THIS TO ME AGAIN??? YOU BITCH!!!!!! HOW DID YOU EVEN KNOW????” she screamed.
Darby winced hard when she felt that slap across her cheek. There was a lot of power behind that slap, and she felt the pain. But she also felt a large matter of satisfaction within her. She and her friends saved some innocent women from a cruel fate and pissed off Priscilla at the same time. She knew she was going to suffer for it, but it was good seeing Priscilla so angry. Before she was slapped, she was absolutely stunned to hear the conversation between the woman she loved and this evil woman. She was stunned to hear that somehow, La Diabla’s mother was involved in all of this. It was the way La Diabla asked about her and Priscilla answered that bothered her. It also made her wonder if that was the reason for the alliance between Priscilla and La Diabla. If that was the case, she definitely wanted to get free so they could take this woman down once and for all. She heard Priscilla’s question and with a slight smile, she tried to answer. “I have a gag in my mouth.” she murmured through that gag.
Sylvia heard that reply and she knew Darby had to be gloating. Priscilla was in a rage right now and knew egging her on would be something the deputy would do. “Here, let me get this gag out of her.” she said.
Darby felt the sock coming out of her mouth and felt some relief. She was also recovering enough and hoped that somehow, La Diabla could take all of them out, free her and they both could finish the job. Once the sock came out, she felt it being wiped on her face. That was humiliating as her own saliva was being rubbed on her. “Hey!” she shouted.
Priscilla saw the gag being removed and even though it was amusing that the sock was wiped all over Darby’s face, she was still very angry over what had happened. She saw that slight smile on her face and it only made her more angry. “Tell me…..how did you even know?” she said with a calm angry tone.
“Hehehe I am glad your plan went up in smoke. You are very cruel to try and do another sex trafficking ring. As long as I am around, I will make sure you never succeed in that ever again.” Darby said with pride. She felt even better knowing those innocent women, including Donna Prescott, were not going to be in Priscilla’s clutches ever again. She looked at the very enraged woman and her own confidence grew. “As for how I knew, we arrested all those burlesque dancers and even your associate, Maria. Let’s just say they were quite willing to talk since they were headed to jail. Your plan is done for Priscilla…..” she told her.
Priscilla heard that news and her body filled with rage. All of her planning and hard work just went up in smoke and Darby appeared to be gloating. She grew angrier by the second and thought about torturing that woman for eternity. She still couldn’t believe that Darby once again foiled her plans. She looked over at Sylvia and then back at Darby. She reached her hand back and then slapped the deputy once again. “YOU MISERABLE BITCH!!!!!! YOU RUINED MY PLANS!!!!” she yelled.
Darby felt that strike against her cheek and even though it hurt, she found some satisfaction over ruining Priscilla’s day. She also felt good that those innocent women would not have to deal with this woman ever again. “Hehehehe it truly was muh pleasure…..” she told her with a cocky smile.
Priscilla saw that smile and she almost lost it. She wanted to tear Darby apart. That woman seemed to ruin all the best plans. Then she remembered why she was captured. She knew Christos Andino and Thalia Laskaris wanted revenge against her. She knew Darby’s fate was not death. Her fate was going to be suffering as a sex slave every single day for the rest of her life. She wondered if she could have some fun with her too. She looked at Darby and stared into her eyes. “I am really going to enjoy watching you suffer now. I hope you’re happy. You saved some worthless bitches. Now, you will take their place. Sylvia? Wreck her…..” she said in a menacing tone.
“With pleasure….” Sylvia responded. She enjoyed watching Priscilla slapping Darby and now it was her turn. This moment only reminded her of why she had to kidnap the deputy in the first place. This woman ruined plans. All the hard work that went into establishing these crime rings all ended up destroyed mainly because of this one woman. It even made her upset at herself for working with the burlesque dancers. They were not fighters; they were petty criminals. That mistake cost her the mission, but she could still salvage it. Christos never ran his own sex slave ring. He would simply purchase the slaves. So, losing the sex trafficking ring would bother him, but not destroy him. It was Priscilla who was ruined. She didn’t care much for her anyway, and she still had what she came for. Deputy Darby Reeves was captured and was going to be broken. In the end, her mission would still be successful because she was hired by Christos, not Priscilla. Sylvia got in front of Darby and could see the smug look in her eyes. It delighted her because it meant she was defiant again. Breaking her will would be extra satisfying now. She was already on her way to doing it, but Priscilla made her recover a little. She then reached forward and gripped Darby’s cheek together, forcing her mouth to open and she grabbed the damp sock that was once in there. She pushed it back into the mouth and heard Darby gag a little. She got it in there, and she released the hold on the cheeks. It brought her a smile seeing her gag and struggle again with the sock in her mouth. “You think you won, huh? Oh no, you lost. You might have saved some others, but you will not save yourself. I hope you think it was worth it.” she told her.
Darby groaned when that sock was put back in her mouth. Her moment of glory was now over, and she knew what was going to happen next. That thought made her a little sad because now that Priscilla and Sylvia were enraged, they were really going to torture her past her limits. She hated it, but she still felt the satisfaction of rescuing those poor women. She heard Sylvia’s words, and she wanted to be defiant one last time. She looked at the pretty blond woman and had a slight smile. “Do your worst…..” she told her through the gag.
La Diabla’s emotions were all over the place. She truly enjoyed watching Priscilla get angry about her sex ring blowing up. That woman’s misery always made her happy. However, she did not like seeing Darby getting slapped. That hurt her emotions a lot and it continued to build her hatred towards Priscilla. She was abusing two women she loved deeply. She did enjoy watching Darby be defiant, even in the face of being tortured. Her lover was very brave and strong. But she was about to suffer greatly. She watched as the sock was forced back into her mouth and knew the torture was about to begin again. This was going to break her heart knowing that Darby was about to suffer, and there was nothing she could do about it.
“Oh, I will. Hehehehe trust me, I will.” Sylvia giggled when she heard the defiant muffled words coming from Darby. She then looked at the armpits and figured she could play with them. She got her hands in the air and slowly moved them to the outstretched pits. She saw the look of worry in Darby’s eyes and that made her smile. She could see her body already trembling and squirming in her bondage. “Now, let’s see how I can make you suffer. Should I use my nails, or no?” she teased.
Darby saw those fingers heading for her armpits and her nerves grew intense. Her armpits were always a deadly ticklish spot on her and it was going to tickle a lot. She started to try and move her body away, but it was a futile effort. She saw the fingers wiggling and she braced herself. She closed her eyes and prepared herself for those ticklish sensations that were surely going to wreck her body. Then she felt the slightest touch in the center of her right armpit. It tickled immediately and she really started to squirm. “Hehehehehehehehehe don’t!!!! Don’t tickle hehehehehe meeeeeee” she laughed into her gag.
“Hehe I am barely touching you! Oh, this is going to be lots of fun!!!!” Sylvia smiled when she got that kind of an intense reaction. She grazed the armpit, and her victim was already losing it. She then wiggled her fingertips a little faster and Darby really started to shake around. This amused her and she kept on wiggling her fingers. They moved towards the top of the pit and then fluttered all the way down. They went through the center of the armpit all the way to the bottom edge. She heard those very strong giggles, and she wanted to punish her. An idea came to her head, and she grinned. It was time to systematically destroy this woman. “Does this tickle?” she teased.
Darby felt those fingers fluttering in her armpit and she really started to feel the intensity of the ticklish sensations. Her body was already tired from the earlier tickling assault and now her very sensitive armpit was on ticklish fire. She could feel how strong the fingers were, and she growled as much as she could in her gag. She was trying to do anything she could to fight the sensations, but they were very strong and when the fingers started to move even faster, even stronger laughter came out. She was hopelessly ticklish, and she was trapped. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!” she screamed into her gag.
Priscilla watched as Sylvia’s fingers were stroking that very exposed right armpit. She still felt a lot of anger and wanted to see her suffer. Even though it appeared Sylvia and La Diabla had nothing to do with the failure since they were not at the facility, she was still angry at them for letting it happen. She looked towards the outlaw and could see she was emotionally affected by what was taking place. She knew she had La Diabla in a compromising position and figured she would continue to exploit that advantage. “Enjoying watching her suffer? You do realize that bitch is going to pay, right?” she asked with a grin.
La Diabla heard Priscilla’s question, and she fumed. She knew what the woman was trying to do, and she had to maintain her composure. She knew Priscilla was in a very angry mood after hearing about Darby’s heroics and wanted to take it out on her as well. She had to remember to stay calm because until her mother was safe and away from this woman, she had to do whatever she told her and endure whatever craziness she was up to. “Yeah, she will suffer. But probably not as much as you. Tell me, how does it feel knowing that all of your hard work just blew up like that? It must be so frustrating finding good help these days. The people you work with just can’t seem to get the job done.” she responded and had a slight smile.
Priscilla heard the response and could see the slight smile on her face. She knew La Diabla was now trying to get her even more upset, and she had to calm herself down. It was a battle of egos at this point. She did not want the outlaw to unnerve her when she had the advantage still. “That is true. I mean, I have you and you failed me. I guess your mother was right. You are a failure. She told me so when she was screaming for mercy.” she lied.
La Diabla felt her anger go right through the roof when she heard Priscilla’s comments. Even with Darby screaming in the background, she could only imagine her mother right now. Hearing that she suffered was unforgiveable in her eyes and she wanted to end Priscilla right now, but she couldn’t. She took a very deep breath and stared at the woman. She knew she was lying and trying to get under her skin. “Is that so? Well, knowing my mother, I am guessing she told you to go fuck yourself as well. Did you tell her how I made you beg and cry like a little girl?” she retorted.
“No, but she begged and cried like a little girl. I didn’t think a woman her age could also cum as hard as she did. She is quite the looker and boy, did she ever cum her brains out when I touched her.” Priscilla responded. She then immediately felt regret over that statement because it could mean her literal death at the moment. She was not armed and La Diabla was. Even if Isabel was killed later, she would be dead as well and she did not want to die.
La Diabla heard that response and her rage hit a whole other level. She instinctively reached for her gun but saw the look on Priscilla’s face. She didn’t have a look of anger on her face at the moment; it was a look of fear. It made her pause because it could have meant that Priscilla actually regretted telling her those words. It made her very angry, but it was still a battle of wills, and she still did not want her mother to die, no matter how angry Priscilla made her with her words. “Be careful what you say to me about her. I want to kill you, but I will let that slide right now.” she told her in a very tense voice.
Priscilla saw the hand leave the gun and she felt some relief. She knew she went too far, but now it was time to regain control. She wanted to emotionally abuse La Diabla, but she did have certain limits. Sylvia, a trained assassin, was too busy tormenting Darby. Pilar was unarmed. There would be no one to stop her from getting killed at the moment. She had to use those types of comments when others were armed as well. However, she still wanted to let the outlaw know she was in charge. “Even with all that, she is still safe for now. You know, I think I have a special plan for you. You are watching your idiot girlfriend getting tormented right now. Yeah, I got an idea for you.” she said with a smile, thinking of a way to punish La Diabla.
La Diabla heard the ominous threat and wondered what that woman was thinking. Once she heard Darby’s name, she knew that something bad was about to happen to her. Her heart was aching as she could still hear that tortured laughter even through that gag. She looked past Priscilla and saw how red Darby’s face was from laughing. She could see those fingers stroking and futtering all over that right armpit. She prayed that somehow, they could fight their way out of this situation. It just had to be the right moment. She looked over at Priscilla again and saw that smirk. “What are you up to?” she asked her.
“You shall see….” Priscilla replied ominously. She loved the idea she had in mind and when the time came, it was going to be sweet. “I will truly enjoy it.” she said, then faced Darby again.
Sylvia was enjoying herself as she continued to tickle Darby’s right armpit. She was now making slow circles with her fingers in the center of the hollow and that muffled laughter was soothing for her. Darby’s eyes were closed, and she was laughing her head off as her fingers continued their cruel path. She focused on touching that delicate skin., It was still very amazing to her that this woman was very soft and delicate to touch. She really enjoyed how ticklish she was and when she returned to Greece with a broken deputy, she wanted to celebrate with Thalia and tickle her all night, then let Christos have his way with her. “Does this tickle, Darby? If it does, then I have a way for you to make it stop. I want you tell me that you are a worthless bitch, and you deserved to be tickled. Then I will stop. But if you can’t……..well, let’s just say you won’t get a break for quite some time.” she told her.
Darby felt those small circle motions in her aarmpit,and it drove her mad. The way Sylvia was touching her was maddening. It was very consistent and there was no stopping. She closed her eyes and tried her best to focus on fighting the ticklish feelings. It was very difficult to do because her body was so very sensitive. She heard what Sylvia asked her to do, and she desperately wanted a break. The words she had to say would be humiliating for her, but after being tickled for this long, she needed that break. She felt some sadness within her, but her body needed it. “I’M HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA WORTHLESS HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA TICKLED!!!” she laughed, not getting even close to the specific sentences.
Sylvia chuckled when she heard Darby’s attempt to try to repeat what she said. She looked at her and saw the desperation on her face. She shook her head because she now could keep tormenting her. “I have no idea what you were saying. I guess I just keep tickling….” she teased then fluttered her fingers faster in that helpless pit.
Darby groaned in ticklish agony when she felt the fingers moving faster in the armpit. They were now fluttering up and down and it sent a large tidal wave of ticklish sensations throughout her entire body. She desperately tried to pull at her binds, but they would not budge. She was trapped and completely helpless. The fingers then started to slowly go down the length and width of her armpit in a zig zag motion. The way the fingers grazed her skin was a lot. She looked over at Sylvia and she tried to plead with her eyes. She felt the intensity increasing and she needed mercy. “HAHAHAHAHAHHA PLEASE STOP!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAH STOP!!!” she screamed.
“What are you looking at me for? You were supposed to admit you are a worthless bitch and deserved to be tickled. That’s all you had to say, but noooooooooooooooooooooo!! Someone had to try and be a hero. Well, guess what, Hero? You deserve to go through hell!” Sylvia said the pitter pattered her fingers in that armpit even faster. She loved how her fingertips would press into that tender flesh, surely sending horrific ticklish shockwaves throughout Darby. She could feel that surge of power within her and she loved it. She wanted to keep pushing this woman and break her. She had been told that Darby could be broken, and she was not going to stop torturing her until she was. She looked at her fingers moving up and down that armpit and then side to side. She truly loved how she was destroying Darby and then her eyes looked at the left pit. It was just about time to torment that one as well. She then removed her hand from the pit and wanted to let Darby breathe for a moment. “You better take advantage of this break….” she warned, then walked towards Priscilla.
Priscilla was feeling really good as she watched Darby screaming in agonizing ticklish suffering. She loved watching how the fingers were moving in that armpit and the reactions the deputy was giving. She truly wanted to keep watching her suffer. It was always a fond memory for her that she had tickled Darby twice. She remembered tickling her in that cavern, and then also when they confronted one another in the secret house. She wished she had got to see Thalia destroy her, but at the moment, it felt good. She saw the fingers stopping the tickling and she wondered what was going to happen next. Then she saw Sylvia walking towards her, and she smiled. Once the assassin reached her, she clapped her hands. “You are doing great! That bitch is really suffering. Hehehe” she grinned.
“Yes, she is. I am enjoying every single moment of it as well. She deserves it. However, I feel bad. I am having all the fun. How about you have some fun too? I mean, this woman has destroyed the sex trafficking ring and foiling your plans. Do you want a crack at her?” Sylvia asked. She wanted someone else to help her double team Darby and really push her beyond her limits. She missed being with Ingrid who would have been an excellent partner for her. She hoped one day they could reunite and cause havoc anywhere they went.
“Oooh!!! I would LOVE to join you! But I want to play with one specific area of hers first. They are covered by her socks right now, but when you get there, I will surely join you.” Priscilla said, as she looked forward to tickling Darby’s feet. She remembered how perfect they were and tickling them would be a great treat for her before she moved onto the deputy’s vagina.
“You know, I keep hearing great things about her feet. I look forward to seeing them and seeing why everyone loves them. Thalia raved about them a lot.” Sylvia responded. She heard how perfect the soles were and how ticklish they were. She decided after she destroyed the left armpit, she would go after those feet. She then headed back towards Darby and saw the woman’s head hanging down and could tell she was breathing hard. Her hair was a mess, and it was getting a bit sweaty. She liked the look on Darby because she was wearing her down. Now it was time to torment the other armpit. She stood off towards the left side of Darby and peered at that vulnerable pit. It just looked so inviting and she gently touched it to alert her captive. “Ooooh!!!! What do we have here?” she taunted.
Darby grimaced when she felt something touching her left armpit. She lifted her head and looked towards her left. She saw Sylvia standing there and she tried to move her left arm, and it wouldn’t move. She was still trapped and now that pit was going to be attacked. “What are you trying to do to me?” she asked within her gag.
“What am I trying to do to you? You have got to be kidding me. What do you think I am trying to do to you? I am trying to TORTURE you. Wow, I guess intelligence is not needed to be a deputy. Or I got you so shook up mentally, you have no idea what to do or say anymore. Hehehe I love it.” Sylvia responded. She liked the fact that Darby seemed disoriented. She wanted her body and mind to weaken so she could really torture her. It was time to torture that left armpit and with this one, she wanted to use her nails. “Let me know if this feels any different….” she said.
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA IT TICKLES!!! IT TICKLES!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE STOP!!!!! OH GAWD THAT TICKLES!!!!!” Darby screamed when she felt those nails now scraping inside her armpit. The sheer intensity overwhelmed her, and she rocked her body as much as she could. The sensations were tearing right through her body and her eyes nearly came out of her head.
Priscilla grew an evil smirk on her face when she heard that horrific muffled screaming. She knew Darby was really feeling the torture and it made her feel good inside. She wanted her sex slave operation still intact, but at least the person responsible for ending it was suffering. The person responsible would end up being a sex slave herself, so she wanted to truly enjoy it. She also felt excitement in her own body as she thought about what she was going to do to poor Darby’s feet. She couldn’t wait to touch those tender feet again. In that secret house in Santa Selena, she got that chance to tickle her feet. Darby tried to stop her from escaping and fell through a trap door on the floor. She was hanging upside down and a rope was around her ankles. Priscilla managed to pull the boots off and the socks and saw those very tender feet exposed to her. She absolutely loved tickling those feet and her opportunity to do it again was very near. She watched as the nails were now slowly dragging through the armpit and knew Darby was in sheer hell. She turned towards La Diabla and winked. “Isn’t this fun? Listen to her scream. She is so ticklish. Hehehe” she taunted.
La Diabla watched in horror as Darby was getting her left armpit tickled. She knew how ticklish they were and when she saw Sylvia using her nails, she knew her lover didn’t have a chance. The moment seemed so surreal to her. Darby was being tortured right in front of her by two women she did not like. She wasn’t tied down herself and not being able to do anything just didn’t feel right. She really wanted to save her but felt even more helpless standing there. This was worse than herself being naked and tied down and watching Darby suffer. She was fully clothed, free from any bondage, and was armed. But she was unable to do anything. She kept thinking about how she could get her mother free, but first she had to find her. She heard Priscilla’s taunts, and she grimaced. “You had your fun, just let her go.” she replied.
“Hehehe nope. Just wait until I join in. Then you will definitely hear some screaming. Hehe” Priscilla giggled, then looked at Darby once again. She saw the nails moving faster and Darby’s red hair was flying all of the place as her head was shaking wildly. She could tell Darby was in distress and she couldn’t help but feel good.
Darby felt those nails moving all over her armpit at a rapid pace. They scraped from the top of the pit, near her biceps, and then drag all the way down into the center of the pit which sent such intense feelings in her body. Then the nails went to the bottom of the pit, near the top of her breasts and it was such great ticklish agony. She was shaking her head, causing her hair to whip around and her limbs were straining to get free. Her lungs were burning, and she desperately needed the tickling to stop. She looked over at Sylvia with desperate eyes and begged her through them. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHA YOU HAVE TO STOP!!! I CAN’T HAHAHAHAHAHAHA TAKE IT ANYMORE!!” she screamed.
“Nope. Not yet. I still got some tickling to do to this armpit. You are not at the point of desperation I want yet. I will stop once I get you to that point.” Sylvia told her. She loved how desperate Darby was becoming but it was still necessary to push her further. She could tell that Darby was getting very exhausted and then she would be a lot easier to break. They haven’t even gotten to Darby’s feet or her private parts just yet, and this woman was already getting desperate. Her nails moved up and down the outside edge of the pit and that forced Darby into a shrill sound of laughter.
Darby felt those nails on the outside edge of her armpit and that really drove her wild. She tried to arch her back, doing anything she could to avoid being tickled, but she was stuck. Those nails were now dragging back through the armpit and that made her squeal again. She did enjoy being defiant, but the constant tickling was now taking its toll. Memories of her previous torture moments were returning to her memory, and she got a little emotional. She didn’t know how she was going to survive another one. What made it worse was that Priscilla was in the room, and she knew that woman was pure evil. The nails then made very rapid circles in her armpit, and she screamed. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP!!! NO MORE!!!! NO MORE!!!!!”
Sylvia had a wry smile on her face as she heard that extra loud scream. She loved how Darby’s body was thrashing around in ticklish agony. She was enjoying herself because of how sensitive Darby was. This athletic and brave woman was quite ticklish and that made her giggle. She was very happy Thalia, Helga and Svetlana showed her this method. Ever since she started using it, she had wrecked so many women. Some of them were expected to be destroyed, such as poor women or women that were not in any position of power. The ones that were, were a lot of fun to break. The most recent one to break that had power and influence was Phoebe Wellington. Making her break was one of her most favorite torture moments. Now, she had her hands on Darby Reeves. The way she touched her body was thrilling. The way she was laughing and swaying her body was mesmerizing. She moved her nails closer to the inside edge and that brought about a fresh squeal of laughter. “That’s right, Darby. Just laugh. Laugh yourself silly. We still have so much more torture to do to you. So, if I were you, I would prepare for the worst time of your life. You will suffer, bitch.” she told her in a calm voice.
Pilar watched the entire moment, and she felt a thrill in her body. She loved the way Darby was in agonizing tickle torture and wanted to see more. She was definitely looking forward to seeing her naked. She also couldn’t wait to see her feet. So many people mentioned the deputy’s feet, and she was curious. She was also watching the interactions between La Diabla and Priscilla. That was interesting to watch because she knew just how much they hated each other. She didn’t like the outlaw as well and seeing her in such an emotional state was such a high point for her. She wasn’t part of this confrontation, but she hoped she could see a great show.
Darby felt the nails going in rapid circles and she was about to lose all sense of reality. There was no wavering in Sylvia’s fingers. They just kept going and going. She was definitely hitting some very responsive spots, and she started to feel a little lightheaded. She had been tickled for a while now and her lungs were also burning. She needed a break. The more those nails tickled her, the weaker she was getting. The exhaustion was growing, and she felt her limbs turning to jelly after all the straining she had been doing. Then she felt a single fingernail dragging down the length of her armpit and it really tickled her. She gritted her teeth, then let out an explosive squeal. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MEEEEEEEE HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA I CAN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!” she yelled into her gag.
“Awww……Darby can’t take it anymore? Hehehe do you really want me to stop tickling your armpit? I mean, you better think about it. Because if I stop, it will be very bad for you shortly after….” Sylvia taunted as she continued to scrape her index fingernail up and down that vulnerable skin. She started to feel excitement within her because she knew what her next target was. She set the trap for Darby, and it was time to have some fun.
“HAHAHAHAHAHA YES!!!! HAHAHAHA STOP TICKLING MUH ARMPIT!!! I NEED A BREAK!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA PLEASE!!!!” Darby screamed as all the fingers were scrabbling in her armpit. She felt that agony destroying her slowly, then suddenly it all stopped. That rush of relief filled her body, and she felt an incredible sensation of peace. She tilted her head back in exhaustion and let out a groan. This was so much on her and she needed that break. Her lungs were on fire and with her only being able to catch her breath through her nostrils, she felt herself in such agony. She could feel some sweat trickling down her forehead and her body temperature had risen. “Mercy…..mercy….” she pleaded as she tried to recover.
Sylvia looked at an exhausted Darby and she shuddered. She was breaking her down and now it was time to really have some fun. She had thought about the next target for so long. Ever since she was given a vivid description of them from Thalia, she had waited for this moment for such a long time. Even when she befriended her, she always had the same thought. What was inside those boots. What would her feet really look and feel like. Even Priscilla seemed anxious to get to that spot. It was finally time. She rubbed her hands together and felt a jolt of sexual energy too. There was something erotic about tormenting her victims and it was time to push this one to the brink of insanity. “Darby, Darby, Darby. You don’t sound so bold now. You don’t sound so cocky now. I guess your armpits are REALLY a weakness for you, huh? Hehehe” she told her.
Darby continued to try and breathe as much as she could and felt her body aching. She tilted her head back and saw the look on Sylvia’s face. It was the same kind of face all her tormentors would have. A sense of satisfaction was on their faces. Sylvia had really pushed her body, and she was trying to get her bearings straight. She knew there was more torture coming and she had to prepare herself. She looked forward and saw an evil grin on Priscilla’s face. Her eyes also caught sight of La Diabla, and she had a worried look on her face. She was still amazed that the outlaw was obeying Priscilla, and she wondered what all that was about her mother. La Diabla had never talked about her family before, so it was a really strange situation. She then saw Sylvia again and she rubbed her hands. That wasn’t a good sign, and she braced herself. “Let me go……Stop tickling me….” she panted through the gag.
“Hehehe Wasn’t it just moments ago you were so bold and brave? Hehehe changed your tune, huh? Yep, such a ticklish deputy. Thalia wasn’t lying. You ARE ticklish! Well, I will stop tickling your armpits. Is that, ok?” Sylvia asked in a teasing voice. She was getting really excited and wanted to get to this next moment. The look on Darby’s face was sure to be priceless.
“Yes…..Please. Stop tickling me. You had your fun……” Darby panted. She felt herself getting a little better and prayed that somehow, they would let her go and just be a prisoner. The tickling was breaking her will and she did not want to feel helpless.
“Ok, but I am not going to stop tickling you. You see, you have been a major nuisance to a lot of people. You heroes always piss off the wrong people. You walk around as though you are in charge and make others obey you. Well, I am definitely going to take care of you. You must walk a lot. Which means your……..feet……must get tired. Poor thing. I guess I have to take care of them.” Sylvia teased. She then looked at Darby’s eyes go really wide, and it gave her a strong tingle between her legs. She saw fear in them, and she was truly going to enjoy this moment.
Darby heard that veiled threat to her feet and it caused her to panic. She knew where the next target was, and it was in the worst place possible. She definitely did not want her feet tickled. Her entire body was frozen in time, and she started to feel every single nerve in her body on edge. ”No…..No…..not there! Ya can’t do that to me!” she yelled in her gag.
“I can, and I will!!! Now, I have heard so many great things about your feet. From what I heard, anyone who has seen and touched them is in awe. I have wondered about them, and I will see for myself why your feet are legendary. This will be………FUN!!!!” Sylvia said with excitement in her voice. She looked towards Priscilla for a moment and winked. She then turned back around and headed behind Darby. The feet were sticking out and resting on the table, since Darby was on her knees. She saw the socked feet, and she was close to the left one. She saw it moving around in ticklish anticipation and she felt excited. She was finally going to see these feet and reached her hands forward. She grabbed the top of the sock and started to pull it down the calf. She could see that pale skin getting exposed and she felt so giddy. She could even hear the pathetic whimpering of Darby and knew she was in ticklish agony. When the sock got to the rope that was wrapped around the ankle, she started to try and slid it under that rope. “Let’s see if we can get this sock off your foot. Give me a moment. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: Darby continues to suffer, and Rosa makes her move!
Ok fans, how did you like this chapter? Darby is going through a lot, and will continue to suffer. You can only imagine the pain La Diabla is in watching all of it and not being able to do anything about it. We are really getting into the deep waters of this series and I have some good stuff coming up. We have now have five chapters left! It will be a great ride! As always, your comments are encouraged and welcomed!
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