Kacey walked into the hospital like she did every day, working in a psych ward was enough to give people pause, she didn’t let on to most that it was also for those convicted of crimes. Still the money was better than working at any other hospital as were the benefits, and with the security there she never felt like she was in danger. Being the pharmacist, she never came into direct contact with the patients and working the night shift things were routinely very quiet.
Like every other night she parked in the same spot and swiped her badge opening the doors and entering the hospital. She took the elevator up to the 8th floor. With her badge still in her hand she walked out of the elevator holding it up for the guard to see and going about her business, not realizing that it was a guard she had never seen before who buzzed her in.
She put her badge back into her purse and opened the door to the offices, her head still down she didn’t realize the predicament she had walked into. She put her small purse down on her desk and flipped the white coat off the back of her chair and put it on. She turned casually when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. What she saw when she turned around stunned her. It didn’t last long as she felt something strike her in the back of the head causing her to black out.
When she came to, she was lying on a circular table that was used for meetings. She saw her co-workers all staring at her in horror, huddled tightly into one side of the office. When she turned her head, she saw 5 people, three of them holding guns, she could tell from the light gray outfits they were wearing that they were all patients. She tried to move and just now realized her arms and legs were tied tightly, her arms were tied above her head and bent at the elbows, so the palms of her hands were just above her head. Her legs were spread wide tied at each ankle. Kacey began to panic pulling as hard as she could and started screaming “please please let me out!” One of the patients moved forward toward her and spoke up. “Well you see when there is a drug problem you don’t go for the pushers” as he said this he looked toward the nurses in the room, “but you go to the suppliers” Kacey began to protest when the patient took his index finger and lay it across her lips in a shushing act. Kacey instantly began to cry.
“Like any good drug dealer you don’t even know my name, it’s Don Andrews by the way. Do you even know why I’m in here my dear Pharmacist Kacey.” Kacey just shook her head no still crying. Don grabbed a folder off the table and handed it to one of the nurses who was huddled in the corner “read this so all can hear.” The terrified nurse began to mumble “Don Andrews convicted of kidnapping 10 women in 7 different states, each one was found almost catatonic and refused to recount their time in captivity. All were found in a similar state of being tied to a table.”
Kacey was beginning to hyperventilate through her tears. She did not want to become one of the women in the file but was afraid it was too late. Don walked up to her head and pushed her long blonde hair away from her face. “My dear, I do not like that you are so upset, please smile.” Kacey replied weakly through her tears “please I can’t, I’m too scared”. This clearly angered Don “he began to yell, then we will put a smile on your face. He motioned to one of the other patients calling her Stacy “would you help prepare our patient.” Kacey began to struggle again in her bonds as she saw the woman grab a large pair of silver scissors off the table and walk toward her neck. Kacey froze in fear as she brought the scissors up to her neck, she dared not to move a muscle. She watched in fear as the scissors opened and waited to feel the pain on her skin. Instead, she heard fabric ripping. In seconds Stacy had cut through Kacey’s blouse and tan bra. Don walked over and in one dramatic motion ripped open both sides of the tattered cloth leaving her completely topless in front of her co-workers and the patients.
Kacey was too shocked to hear the gaps of her female and male coworkers. She was the youngest on the team, only 34 years old and in great shape. Her B cups looked even larger on her small 5-foot frame. For a few seconds Don let her continue to pull in her bonds causing her breasts to shake as he moved down toward her midsection. With a terrifying look still on his face Don said, “now it’s time to put a smile on your face.” Her hazel eyes grew wide as she saw his hands come toward her and the realization of what was going to happen hit her.
Kacey had instantly started laughing as Don’s hands began to squeeze her naked sides. They moved up and down her midsection covering all her ribs and down to her waist. Her laughter doubled when he rested on her waist and allowed his thumbs to work under the waist band of her leggings and dig into the soft spots around her hips. Kacey was horribly ticklish and was trying anything to stop the ticklish fingers. Nothing worked and her bound limbs could not pull free. She began to buck her waist up and down like a bronco. Don countered by straddling her waist, under his weight she couldn’t move at all. He used his fingers to poke and prod at her flat stomach. It wasn’t as ticklish as her sides, but the slight respite was necessary to keep Kacey awake. Don put the cherry on top as he lowered his head down to her belly button darting his tongue in and out and then alternating with raspberries. Kacey was humiliated she was half naked in front of her coworkers and was being tickled like a toddler and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Kacey had no idea how long he had been tickling her when it finally stopped. Her chest heaved up and down, and she was glistening with sweat. She no longer cared about her nudity but only wanted to be let go. She begged, “please I am smiling, I haven’t stopped you heard me laugh non stop please let me go!” Don laughed “see now you have me smiling, but I don’t see Stacy smiling yet, maybe she should get a turn.” Kacey resigned herself and waited to feel the woman’s hands grab her sides she screwed her eyes shut and waited for the laughter to be squeezed out of her. Instead, she felt nails lightly begin to trail down her biceps. Kacey knew where the nails were headed but could only shake her head no in resistance. It was one of her most ticklish spots, even light gliding over the skin had her hysterical laughing. Don climbed back on Kacey’s waist, reducing any movement to slight should shakes letting Stacy’s nails focus on Kacy’s soft arm pits. Stacy used the same methodical scratching motion in both arm pits in unison. It was maddening for Kacey, however as time went on it became predictable. When Stacy felt Kacey beginning to build up a resistance she switched without notice and used the pads of her fingers to dig deep into her arm pits. Kacey was unprepared, her mouth opened wide, but nothing came out it was as if she were a statue stuck in silent laughter. This was unbearable for Kacey, she couldn’t take much more. Stacey sensed this and moved her fingers slightly lower and began to dig into the soft skin along Kacey’s breasts. Kacey was shocked, she didn’t know she could be ticklish there in between laughs she yelled out “not there too!” The breast tickling didn’t last long and was punctuated as Stacey allowed her nails to flutter over Kacey’s large nipples and areolas. Kacey let out a gasp at the touch along her nipples but it was only a fleeting moment as Stacey removed her hands from Kacey’s body leaving her skin pink.
Kacey was a mess now, her sweaty hair was plastered to her forehead. Dom climbed off her and began to speak when he was interrupted by one of the other nurses that was watching. “Can’t you see this is torture for her, let her go this is enough!” Don looked at her calmly and said, “Yes when you lay on the table and take her spot we will stop. He moved out of the way and cleared a lane for the woman to move to the table. Kacey was unaware of the situation still trying to catch her breath, the nurse settled back into her spot on the floor not wanting to subject herself to the same treatment that poor Kacey was receiving. Dom turned his attention back to Kacey he didn’t address her, or ask any questions this time. Instead, he just reached for the girl. Kacey became frantic fighting as much as she could, but even she knew it was no use.
It didn’t take long for Dom and Stacey to each peel off Kacey’s size 6 shoes and socks revealing a beautiful pair of feet. Her soles were slightly wrinkly, and her red painted toenails were now out for all to see. Kacey was flailing her feet wildly back and forth, trying anything to avoid the fate she knew was coming. With Stacy on her left and Dom on her right they each grabbed one of her dainty feet holding them still. Kacey screamed “Please no, anything anything but this!! You cannnttt ahhhhhhh!” Her cries were cut off as Dom slowly moved his index finger from her heel up to her toes. As his rough finger reached the base of her tiny toes they began to splay out, her sole unable to move away from the maddening feeling. As Dom’s finger began to slowly start back down her foot, Stacy began the same path on the other foot. Kacey was banging her head on the table, trying to distract her from the torturous path the fingers were taking, she knew it was only going to get worse. Nothing she did however prepared her for when at some unseen signal Stacey and Dom unleashed their fingers all over Kacey’s defenseless soles.
Her size 6 soles were pink and were small enough for 4 hands to cover every inch of sensitive skin. As ticklish as the rest of her body was her feet were twice as ticklish. The rest of the people in the room melted away for Kacey, she was only aware of the nails that were now playing with her toes, poking through each one and scratching the soft skin underneath. Her screams just about doubled when she felt each of them grab all 5 toes and yank them back giving them free unfettered access to her soles, rendering her feet completely motionless. Kacey was starting to lose it as the torture on her feet was becoming too much for her to handle. Her co-workers watched on in horror as the naked girl was forced to scream with laughter seemingly without any end.
The tickling finally subsided, Dom stood up and once again grabbed the silver scissors. Starting at cuff of her right pant leg he began to cut, not stopping until the cut the waist band to her leggings and underwear. He followed a similar trail down her left leg. In moments he was able to pull her ripped pants and underwear off, leaving Kacey completely nude. Dom began to walk up in between Kacey’s spread legs. Stacy never removed her fingers from Kacey’s feet now almost massaging instead of tickling. Kacey still hadn’t recovered and was still laughing from the previous onslaught. Her hair was a sweaty mess, and her eyes were swollen from tears. All she could muster through her phantom laughter was a meager “please.” Dom who was now kneeling on the table between Kacey’s legs said to her “there is only one way for a break, would you like to stop the tickling for a little?” Kacey, didn’t stop to ask what it was that would stop the tickling nor did she realize he said for a little. She only focused on getting a break from the infernal tickling. Dom smiled, and Kacey’s co-workers gasped in further horror as they were able to guess his intentions by his next move. Kacey was still unable to grasp the situation. Dom slid his legs out from under him, so he was now laying on his stomach, he allowed his hands to slowly slide up from her knees and then to her thighs. Even then Kacey was shocked as she felt his warm tongue part her lips. Kacey’s eyes popped open wide as it dawned on her what was happening. She was unable to move at all to stop the sensation, which felt as though it was doubled after the tickle torture she just endured. Her body was weak and tired, and it didn’t take long until the feelings started over taking her. She had no resistance left in her, and resigned herself to giving it all away to this monster in front of her co-workers. Dom moved his hands slowly from her thighs and up her body, using his fingers to slowly play with her nipples causing Kacey to let out a loud gasp. Stacy was caressingly using her lips and tongue on Kacey’s feet.
Kacey was breathing heavy now, her hips were beginning to gyrate, again her co workers melted from her mind, she was about to go over when it happened again. Dom allowed his fingers to slide from her nipples back into her underarms, Stacey switched back to using nails on Kacey’s feet. Kacey exploded again, her body didn’t know what to expect, not only did the break from the tickling give her body some much needed energy for the current onslaught it also made her 100 times more sensitive. Kacey’s was in agony her entire body was burning with ticklishness, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
She begged and pleaded for it to stop and got no response from her captors. Without warning, as suddenly as it had started Stacey began kissing Kacey’s feet and sucking her toes, Dom’s fingers moved back to her nipples and again lowered his head. All of her resolve was gone now, Kacey was instantly gasping through shallow breaths. It only took a few moments but the orgasm crashed through her, wave after wave of pleasure wracked her exhausted body. Stacey removed her lips from Kacey’s feet and Dom took his fingers off of her nipples. Kacey had no time to come down from her orgasm, Dom was still licking and sucking her now incredibly sensitive clit. Kasey screamed for him to stop, before she devolved into hysterical laughter once more.
It was still three hours before the morning shift arrived and subdued the criminals. Stacey and Dom had spent the remaining time switching places tickling Kacey through orgasm after orgasm. When she was finally released Kacey was borderline catatonic, unable to put her experience into words. As he was being led out of the room Dom just looked over his shoulder smiling at Kacey.
Like every other night she parked in the same spot and swiped her badge opening the doors and entering the hospital. She took the elevator up to the 8th floor. With her badge still in her hand she walked out of the elevator holding it up for the guard to see and going about her business, not realizing that it was a guard she had never seen before who buzzed her in.
She put her badge back into her purse and opened the door to the offices, her head still down she didn’t realize the predicament she had walked into. She put her small purse down on her desk and flipped the white coat off the back of her chair and put it on. She turned casually when she felt a light tap on her shoulder. What she saw when she turned around stunned her. It didn’t last long as she felt something strike her in the back of the head causing her to black out.
When she came to, she was lying on a circular table that was used for meetings. She saw her co-workers all staring at her in horror, huddled tightly into one side of the office. When she turned her head, she saw 5 people, three of them holding guns, she could tell from the light gray outfits they were wearing that they were all patients. She tried to move and just now realized her arms and legs were tied tightly, her arms were tied above her head and bent at the elbows, so the palms of her hands were just above her head. Her legs were spread wide tied at each ankle. Kacey began to panic pulling as hard as she could and started screaming “please please let me out!” One of the patients moved forward toward her and spoke up. “Well you see when there is a drug problem you don’t go for the pushers” as he said this he looked toward the nurses in the room, “but you go to the suppliers” Kacey began to protest when the patient took his index finger and lay it across her lips in a shushing act. Kacey instantly began to cry.
“Like any good drug dealer you don’t even know my name, it’s Don Andrews by the way. Do you even know why I’m in here my dear Pharmacist Kacey.” Kacey just shook her head no still crying. Don grabbed a folder off the table and handed it to one of the nurses who was huddled in the corner “read this so all can hear.” The terrified nurse began to mumble “Don Andrews convicted of kidnapping 10 women in 7 different states, each one was found almost catatonic and refused to recount their time in captivity. All were found in a similar state of being tied to a table.”
Kacey was beginning to hyperventilate through her tears. She did not want to become one of the women in the file but was afraid it was too late. Don walked up to her head and pushed her long blonde hair away from her face. “My dear, I do not like that you are so upset, please smile.” Kacey replied weakly through her tears “please I can’t, I’m too scared”. This clearly angered Don “he began to yell, then we will put a smile on your face. He motioned to one of the other patients calling her Stacy “would you help prepare our patient.” Kacey began to struggle again in her bonds as she saw the woman grab a large pair of silver scissors off the table and walk toward her neck. Kacey froze in fear as she brought the scissors up to her neck, she dared not to move a muscle. She watched in fear as the scissors opened and waited to feel the pain on her skin. Instead, she heard fabric ripping. In seconds Stacy had cut through Kacey’s blouse and tan bra. Don walked over and in one dramatic motion ripped open both sides of the tattered cloth leaving her completely topless in front of her co-workers and the patients.
Kacey was too shocked to hear the gaps of her female and male coworkers. She was the youngest on the team, only 34 years old and in great shape. Her B cups looked even larger on her small 5-foot frame. For a few seconds Don let her continue to pull in her bonds causing her breasts to shake as he moved down toward her midsection. With a terrifying look still on his face Don said, “now it’s time to put a smile on your face.” Her hazel eyes grew wide as she saw his hands come toward her and the realization of what was going to happen hit her.
Kacey had instantly started laughing as Don’s hands began to squeeze her naked sides. They moved up and down her midsection covering all her ribs and down to her waist. Her laughter doubled when he rested on her waist and allowed his thumbs to work under the waist band of her leggings and dig into the soft spots around her hips. Kacey was horribly ticklish and was trying anything to stop the ticklish fingers. Nothing worked and her bound limbs could not pull free. She began to buck her waist up and down like a bronco. Don countered by straddling her waist, under his weight she couldn’t move at all. He used his fingers to poke and prod at her flat stomach. It wasn’t as ticklish as her sides, but the slight respite was necessary to keep Kacey awake. Don put the cherry on top as he lowered his head down to her belly button darting his tongue in and out and then alternating with raspberries. Kacey was humiliated she was half naked in front of her coworkers and was being tickled like a toddler and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
Kacey had no idea how long he had been tickling her when it finally stopped. Her chest heaved up and down, and she was glistening with sweat. She no longer cared about her nudity but only wanted to be let go. She begged, “please I am smiling, I haven’t stopped you heard me laugh non stop please let me go!” Don laughed “see now you have me smiling, but I don’t see Stacy smiling yet, maybe she should get a turn.” Kacey resigned herself and waited to feel the woman’s hands grab her sides she screwed her eyes shut and waited for the laughter to be squeezed out of her. Instead, she felt nails lightly begin to trail down her biceps. Kacey knew where the nails were headed but could only shake her head no in resistance. It was one of her most ticklish spots, even light gliding over the skin had her hysterical laughing. Don climbed back on Kacey’s waist, reducing any movement to slight should shakes letting Stacy’s nails focus on Kacy’s soft arm pits. Stacy used the same methodical scratching motion in both arm pits in unison. It was maddening for Kacey, however as time went on it became predictable. When Stacy felt Kacey beginning to build up a resistance she switched without notice and used the pads of her fingers to dig deep into her arm pits. Kacey was unprepared, her mouth opened wide, but nothing came out it was as if she were a statue stuck in silent laughter. This was unbearable for Kacey, she couldn’t take much more. Stacey sensed this and moved her fingers slightly lower and began to dig into the soft skin along Kacey’s breasts. Kacey was shocked, she didn’t know she could be ticklish there in between laughs she yelled out “not there too!” The breast tickling didn’t last long and was punctuated as Stacey allowed her nails to flutter over Kacey’s large nipples and areolas. Kacey let out a gasp at the touch along her nipples but it was only a fleeting moment as Stacey removed her hands from Kacey’s body leaving her skin pink.
Kacey was a mess now, her sweaty hair was plastered to her forehead. Dom climbed off her and began to speak when he was interrupted by one of the other nurses that was watching. “Can’t you see this is torture for her, let her go this is enough!” Don looked at her calmly and said, “Yes when you lay on the table and take her spot we will stop. He moved out of the way and cleared a lane for the woman to move to the table. Kacey was unaware of the situation still trying to catch her breath, the nurse settled back into her spot on the floor not wanting to subject herself to the same treatment that poor Kacey was receiving. Dom turned his attention back to Kacey he didn’t address her, or ask any questions this time. Instead, he just reached for the girl. Kacey became frantic fighting as much as she could, but even she knew it was no use.
It didn’t take long for Dom and Stacey to each peel off Kacey’s size 6 shoes and socks revealing a beautiful pair of feet. Her soles were slightly wrinkly, and her red painted toenails were now out for all to see. Kacey was flailing her feet wildly back and forth, trying anything to avoid the fate she knew was coming. With Stacy on her left and Dom on her right they each grabbed one of her dainty feet holding them still. Kacey screamed “Please no, anything anything but this!! You cannnttt ahhhhhhh!” Her cries were cut off as Dom slowly moved his index finger from her heel up to her toes. As his rough finger reached the base of her tiny toes they began to splay out, her sole unable to move away from the maddening feeling. As Dom’s finger began to slowly start back down her foot, Stacy began the same path on the other foot. Kacey was banging her head on the table, trying to distract her from the torturous path the fingers were taking, she knew it was only going to get worse. Nothing she did however prepared her for when at some unseen signal Stacey and Dom unleashed their fingers all over Kacey’s defenseless soles.
Her size 6 soles were pink and were small enough for 4 hands to cover every inch of sensitive skin. As ticklish as the rest of her body was her feet were twice as ticklish. The rest of the people in the room melted away for Kacey, she was only aware of the nails that were now playing with her toes, poking through each one and scratching the soft skin underneath. Her screams just about doubled when she felt each of them grab all 5 toes and yank them back giving them free unfettered access to her soles, rendering her feet completely motionless. Kacey was starting to lose it as the torture on her feet was becoming too much for her to handle. Her co-workers watched on in horror as the naked girl was forced to scream with laughter seemingly without any end.
The tickling finally subsided, Dom stood up and once again grabbed the silver scissors. Starting at cuff of her right pant leg he began to cut, not stopping until the cut the waist band to her leggings and underwear. He followed a similar trail down her left leg. In moments he was able to pull her ripped pants and underwear off, leaving Kacey completely nude. Dom began to walk up in between Kacey’s spread legs. Stacy never removed her fingers from Kacey’s feet now almost massaging instead of tickling. Kacey still hadn’t recovered and was still laughing from the previous onslaught. Her hair was a sweaty mess, and her eyes were swollen from tears. All she could muster through her phantom laughter was a meager “please.” Dom who was now kneeling on the table between Kacey’s legs said to her “there is only one way for a break, would you like to stop the tickling for a little?” Kacey, didn’t stop to ask what it was that would stop the tickling nor did she realize he said for a little. She only focused on getting a break from the infernal tickling. Dom smiled, and Kacey’s co-workers gasped in further horror as they were able to guess his intentions by his next move. Kacey was still unable to grasp the situation. Dom slid his legs out from under him, so he was now laying on his stomach, he allowed his hands to slowly slide up from her knees and then to her thighs. Even then Kacey was shocked as she felt his warm tongue part her lips. Kacey’s eyes popped open wide as it dawned on her what was happening. She was unable to move at all to stop the sensation, which felt as though it was doubled after the tickle torture she just endured. Her body was weak and tired, and it didn’t take long until the feelings started over taking her. She had no resistance left in her, and resigned herself to giving it all away to this monster in front of her co-workers. Dom moved his hands slowly from her thighs and up her body, using his fingers to slowly play with her nipples causing Kacey to let out a loud gasp. Stacy was caressingly using her lips and tongue on Kacey’s feet.
Kacey was breathing heavy now, her hips were beginning to gyrate, again her co workers melted from her mind, she was about to go over when it happened again. Dom allowed his fingers to slide from her nipples back into her underarms, Stacey switched back to using nails on Kacey’s feet. Kacey exploded again, her body didn’t know what to expect, not only did the break from the tickling give her body some much needed energy for the current onslaught it also made her 100 times more sensitive. Kacey’s was in agony her entire body was burning with ticklishness, and there was nothing she could do to stop it.
She begged and pleaded for it to stop and got no response from her captors. Without warning, as suddenly as it had started Stacey began kissing Kacey’s feet and sucking her toes, Dom’s fingers moved back to her nipples and again lowered his head. All of her resolve was gone now, Kacey was instantly gasping through shallow breaths. It only took a few moments but the orgasm crashed through her, wave after wave of pleasure wracked her exhausted body. Stacey removed her lips from Kacey’s feet and Dom took his fingers off of her nipples. Kacey had no time to come down from her orgasm, Dom was still licking and sucking her now incredibly sensitive clit. Kasey screamed for him to stop, before she devolved into hysterical laughter once more.
It was still three hours before the morning shift arrived and subdued the criminals. Stacey and Dom had spent the remaining time switching places tickling Kacey through orgasm after orgasm. When she was finally released Kacey was borderline catatonic, unable to put her experience into words. As he was being led out of the room Dom just looked over his shoulder smiling at Kacey.
