The Winner Takes It All

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The latest gameshow on an obscure adult channel had barely been noticed by a mainstream audience. It was very kind and generous to the winner but undeniably cruel to the loser.

Nonetheless, a number of students entered in the knowledge that the prize would pay off all their debts; they tried not to think too much about the prospect of losing.
The jeopardy was simple: a £50,000 prize for the winner, with the loser going away empty-handed but with the 'opportunity' to make a 2 hour video for the more discerning subscribers of the channel. It was this video that funded the winner's prize. The loser was at least promised that no permanent injury or bodily harm would befall them.

The rules were simple: forty general knowledge questions scored between the two contestants. A score of twenty-twenty was always regarded as particularly fun as this meant a little tie-break play off which set the scene nicely for the loser.

Ella had been trying to enter for weeks - desperate to win the jackpot prize which would mean a debt-free life after graduating from university this coming summer. She was twenty-four and about to qualify as a junior doctor. Her partying lifestyle at university meant that she would certainly be able to use the cash. Petite and with shoulder-length blonde hair, she was popular amongst the young guys in the university campus.

When Sophia got the call that she was due to play the gameshow that weekend, she had essentially forgotten about her entry. Nineteen years old, she was fairly tall with long brunette hair but with a gorgeous shy smile. Shy summed her up - she'd had very little experience with boys and generally preferred studying for her sociology course.

"How difficult can it be", she thought to herself, confident in her general knowledge. "And even if I lose, there is the promise that I won't be harmed". Sophia reassured herself and set off to the filming studio.

The studio lights were bright and the audience was animated, giving Sophia an extra sense of nervousness. The liveliness of the event suited Ella and she chatted confidently to the host. Both girls had signed a waiver saying that the accepted the outcome of either winning the prize or starring in a two-hour video as the loser. They assumed it might be a bit flirty and embarrassing but didn't think too much of it.

The host entered onto the stage and explained that due to some previous misunderstandings and breaches of contract, the girls both needed to be handcuffed during the contest. A few weeks ago, the general knowledge round had gone to 32-8 and the losing girl had fled from the stage knowing that she had lost the cash but unwilling to embrace the forfeit. The host reminded the contestants the forfeit essentially funded the prize and so this was a key part of the contract.

The questions progressed rapidly with the scores neck and neck. Both Ella and Sophia were studious despite their contrasting personalities and had a good command of general knowledge. The crowd roared with delight when the scores got to 19-19, then 20-19 and finally 20-20. It meant the tie-breaker play-off which hadn't yet been used in the format.
The host explained that the tie-breaker was in essence a warm-up for the main forfeit and a way of finding out who might find it more, in his words "challenging". It would involve a little bit of light feather tickling on different parts of the body and the first contestant to make any sort of noise would automatically lose the game. This was a hammerblow to both girls as they both regarded themselves as unbearably ticklish.

Ella looked aghast as a 'wheel of fortune' was brought onto the stage - there were four segments: feet, belly button, arm pits and nipples. The host spun the wheel. It landed on feet.
Both girls were already handcuffed in their seating position but some feet stocks were then brought onto the stage and clinically locked around their ankles, before a couple of assistants removed their trainers and socks. "Your feet are going to be tickled for two minutes and if neither of you make a sound then we will respin the wheel for another round. If one of you makes the smallest noise then you immediately lose the game."

A microphone and detector box was brought near to both girls' faces and it was then demonstrated how the smallest noise would light up the screen indicating that they had lost.
Sophia wasn't sure if she would cope. Her feet were beyond sensitive and her heart sank when she saw an assistant nearing her with two long feathers.
The grimmacing on the girls' faces as the feathers were slowly stroked around their feet and in between their toes delighted the audience. Both of them struggled with all their might to suppress any sound, focussed on the incredibly prize money and the desperate desire to avoid the forfeit. Now that they had an inkling of the forfeit this felt even more important.

"Well done, you managed two minutes", said the host. "Very impressive". He spun the wheel again as they both watched with impending dread. "One of you will have to give in shortly", he chuckled. It landed on 'nipples'.

"No you can't do that", said Ella in her confident spirit, but she realised that in her handcuffed state, having signed a waiver, she was in limited position to object. The assistants lifted up the t-shirts of the girls and gently pulled down their bras. Both Ella and Sophia adjusted their positions in the chair and their breasts slighlty bounced up and down to the excitement of the audience. This time the assistants with the feathers were behind them and the feeling of a slow ticklish stroke going round and round their nipples was quite unexpected.

Sophia let out a small moan that was barely heard by the audience but detected straight away by the special microphone.

"Congratulations Ella", said the host. "You've won fifty thousand pounds", as she was unhandcuffed and started celebrating wildly. She almost felt a small pang of guilt at what lay ahead for Sophia but wouldn't swap places for a moment.

"Sophia, you are going to be led away and your forfeit will be explained to you. Bad luck on losing tonight, but you might enjoy the next couple of hours in your own way!" Sophia didn't share the host's sense of humour.

Sophia was led down a flight of stairs into a sound proofed room where the studio lights were dimmer and there was no longer the roar of the audience. In a strange way she had found the crowd reassuring and now felt a little panicked.

Her handcuffs were briefly taken off and she was instructed to take off all her clothes except her panties and then sit in the special chair in the centre of the room. Having signed the waiver and with several people blocking the exits, she felt unable to object. Barely before she realised it, her hands were re-secured by the handcuffs at the back of the chair. She had never felt so vulnerable but felt reassured by the fact they had left her in her panties and the forfeit perhaps wasn't going to be too sordid or terrible.

She didn't have long to wonder about the attachments protruding from the chair as her legs were secured to them and now in a wide open position. If she felt vulnerable before, she now felt quite terrified.

"The next two hours are going to be a rollercoaster of emotions for you, Sophia" said the host. "You will be tickled in lots of different places, sometimes without mercy, to the point where you will beg for it to stop. But you will also be teased and stimulated to the level where you are simply desperate for the relief of an orgasm and you will almost certainly beg for one. Our advice is not to have an orgasm too early, as we will carry on regardless until the two hours is concluded. You will probably beg to be tickled so that you don't orgasm!""

Sophia felt a pang of terror upon hearing this explanation. She was ticklish beyond imagination but on the few occasions she had come to orgasm, she was unbearably sensitive. She'd had one boyfriend and after a few drinks one night he had caressed her pussy and clit until she had the biggest orgasm in memory. But afterwards she could not bear any touching for about twenty-four hours, such was the sensitivity of her clit. The thought of being in a tormented state between ticklishness, the need for orgasm and post-orgasm sensitivity made her very fearful as she struggled to cope with any of these sensations.

"Please", she begged. "If you let me out now, I'll see if I can come to some arrangement to compensate you from any financial loss". She knew her pleas were useless as she again suddenly felt two feathers gently stroking round her nipples. They were already so hard and yet so ticklish - she simply didn't know how she could cope with two hours of this. The timer started on the film production.

Sophia continued to beg and gently buck her hips - the only part of her body that wasn't restrained - as her nipples were continually stroked. She closed her eyes trying to put the thought of any sensual pleasure out of her mind and was shocked back into full consciousness by the buzz of an electric toothbrush running between each toe one by one. She screamed, thinking she would go out of her mind and started begging hysterically.

"Pace yourself Sophia" said the host ironically. "You've still got 1 hour 55 minutes left to enjoy!".

For nineteen year old Sophia it was not only the incessant stroking of the feathers on her nipples and the electric toothbrush between her toes, it was the humiliation of being spread wide into such a vulnerable and restrained position, not knowing who would be watching the video. The only mercy, she felt, is that she hadn't been made fully naked.

Her hips started bucking with increased vigour as the assistant started stroking the feathers along her thighs. Together with the ones on her nipples, there was now a developing sense of horniness and she wasn't sure whether this pleasure was outweighing the horror of the electric toothbrush on her ticklish toes. She had been determined not to succumb to this stimulation but was now finding it increasingly difficult and the assistants chuckled and pointed as they observed some moisture developing on her panties between her legs.

"Please stop", she again begged. "I don't think I can take this for the next couple of hours".

"We'll make it a bit more fun for you then" said the host, as he reappeared with a pair of scissors. Sophia briefly went hysterical as she realised his intention.

"Host's privilege" he said smugly as he lifted the seam of Sophia's panties and cut through them in one snip. The material fell away immediately, exposing her pussy which was certainly not bushy, but had a neat amount of hair surrounding it. As she continued to writhe up and down her lips slightly spread apart of their own accord, revealing her glistening clit.

"Now the best bit of the film can start".

 

[modestryan]

Loved it! What color were Sophie’s panties?

 

[footfan69]

Great setup! Love it so far…

 

[THEDARKTECHIE]

I wanna Part 2 Please

 

[milagros317]

Excellent story!

 

[TT84]

Excellent start - looking forward to how it progresses! Going to be a looooong 2 hours for Sophia!

 

[tickletease2024]

PART TWO

Sophia had just had her red panties snipped away and she felt a surge of embarassment and humiliation as her pussy was displayed to the people in the room.
She bitterly regretted playing the game show although the bid to win £50,000 had been too tempting and she now regretted her greed for a large sum of money. She feared that she was going to more than make the money back for the winner's prize through people watching her terrible predicament.

Handcuffed to the strange contraption she knew that her fate was sealed although to her surprise the host then came up with a key and unlocked her wrists. "Perhaps they've decided to show mercy" she thought to herself, but this idea was quickly dismissed as her arms were secured to beams coming out of the contraption. Three straps were secured around each arm - one near Sophia's wrists, one at her elbow and one nearer her armpits. She realised that the evil plan was to properly expose her armpits which had not yet been on view.

But it didn't stop there as the host also started spreading her legs apart wider and wider, strapping them to similar panels protruding out of the lower part of the chair. Sophia was now becoming quite terrified and started visibly struggling, although there was virtually no room for mobility in her arms or legs.

Sophia looked down her body and could see her legs strapped firmly in place to the contraption, her knees and ankles with the host wrapping a final pair of straps tightly around her spread thighs. Her pussy was splayed wide to everyone in the room and she started struggling with what little mobility she had left in her hips and stomach.

"We'd better add one more strap around her waist" said the host, smirking, "and then my work is done. It'll be over to our professional tickle team."

Sophia bucked wildly at the mention of this but the strap around her waist was then tightened, removing any remaining movement she had. The prospect of a professional tickle team was petrifying and she willed the timer to go down more rapidly. It was now showing 1 hr 50 minutes.

"Yes", said the host grinning, "we have our professional tickle team on tour from Germany. They work on a variety of, let's say, elite member clubs in Berlin and they are extremely good at what they do".

Four people then entered the room and Sophia blinked in terror. They were about twenty-five to thirty years old and introduced themselves as Christoph, Tomaz, Mia and Karoline.

"Myself and Tomaz will focus on the armpits, ribs and feet in the first instance," smirked Christoph. "We generally find that the girls can be a bit more expert on the nipples and pussy - they know how to work these to maximum effect!"

"We've each given ourselves a random number from one to four" said Mia. She had a cute voice but also sounded quite authoritative. "Choose the numbers in whatever order you like and we will introduce ourselves". She laughed.

"Please, please, don't do this," Sophia begged weakly. "I don't think I can take this level of tickling."

"But you knew the forfeit when you entered the game show", said Karoline. "Now choose a number or we'll all start at once".

Sophia realised that she didn't have the bargaining hand and at least by choosing numbers she would only be tickled in one place at a time. She simply couldn't imagine being tickled and stimulated by everyone at once.

"Two" she said rather pitifully.

"That's me" said Christoph proudly. "I'm in charge of the feet".

Sophia gasped as she knew this was one of her most sensitive areas and she saw that the tickle team had brought in a case which was now being opened to reveal a number of implements including brushes of different textures and long feathers.

Christoph took a wirey brush in each hand and started rubbing it coarsely across Sophia's feet. She thought her soul would almost leave her body, such was the overwhelming sensation and the fact that she couldn't move a limb even slightly. When she'd been tickled in the past by friends at School for fun, she could at least thrash around to try to relieve the sensations. All she could do here was wiggle each foot in desperation but the sensation could not be avoided.

"I'm going to do this for about 2 minutes" said Christoph as though he was being helpful by telling Sophia. "And then it will be time to choose a new person!"

Sophia thrashed and begged as the wirey brushes were rubbed up and down her feet. Christoph then started spreading her toes as she lay there helplessly and took a thinner more wispy brush and started stroking in between them. The nineteen year old squealed out at that point, but Christoph seemed unfazed as he was used to victims protesting.

Sophia saw the clock count down to 1 hr 47 minutes and realised that the two minutes must almost be up. She was gasping for breath and could barely remember which three other numbers were left, but was reminded to choose or else the whole team would simply pile in.

"Three" said Sophia. She wasn't sure how she could cope with this for another hour and three quarters.

"That's me" said Mia. She sounded almost excited to have been chosen. "I'm responsible for your nipples".

Sophia felt that there was more chance she could cope with this episode of the forfeit but she hadn't realised quite how hard they had become. It was a strange mix of feeling absolutely terrified and helpless but also a little bit horny and aroused, and she looked down to see her nipples standing proudly to attention.

"I'm just going to further increase their sensitivity for two minutes", said Mia. "Though they look as though they are doing fairly well already!". Sophia gasped as Mia drew two large feathers from the case and started stroking gently round her areolas. Although this was ticklish, the bigger issue was that it was quite arousing and Sophia felt her already-hard nipples becoming even more pointy. Humiliatingly she also felt a bit of moisture forming around her pussy. Karoline seemed to notice and grin. Sophia realised that this would be her specialist area.

"You did well," said Mia as she finished the two minutes. "No hysterics there. Choose another number."

Sophia knew that she was either going to get attacked in her armpits and ribs or tickle-stimulated on her pussy and clit, depending which number she chose. Although the latter sounded more appealing, she knew that it would be dangerous getting too aroused too early in the countdown. "One", she said with an air of resignation.
"Hello," said Tomaz. "I'm going to look after your armpits and ribs".

Because Sophia was in a semi-sitting position in the contraption, Tomaz was able to move behind her and the sensation on her armpits and ribs came without any warning. Sophia felt as though she was being attacked by fire ants, such was the intensity of the sensation. Tomaz simply used his fingers, dancing a furious symphony on Sophia's upper body. She gasped, squealed, pleaded, begged and thrashed as though she was possessed but Tomaz took it in his stride showing no mercy.

Finally as the two minutes came to a close, Sophia realised that the final phase of this section would be a focus on her most private areas. Again she started begging but quckly realised it was fruitless. Whilst her upper body was being assaulted by Tomaz's intense tickling, she had seen Karoline holding her hands in a bowl of ice cold water on the adjacent table. She now realised the evil purpose of this as Karoline's hands slowly stroked her upper thighs which were fastened in the super-vulnerable wide-open position. Karoline's fingers were ice cold and everything was going to become significantly more sensitive.

"No, no, not there" begged Sophia, as Karoline's fingers skittered around the edge of her pussy. Her ice-cold fingers were devilishly sensitising and Sophia gasped as Karoline's frigid index finger slowly moved to gently stroke the nub of her clit. She groaned in disbelief having never felt such a cold sensation there before but realised that her pussy was betraying her with more and more moisture seeping out.

The countdown clock showed 1 hour 40 minutes and Sophia was unsure as to how she would survive the next one hundred minutes. Might she lose consciousness, she considered and momentarily panicked. The thought was interrupted by Karoline's voice.

"Now that your pussy is creaming, the tickling will feel even more unbearable, but I'm sure you will enjoy us working together as a team".

Sophia had felt four very different sensations in the last ten minutes and could not process how they would possibly feel simultaneously but she did not have long to wait to find out. She gasped and wailed as Karoline continued the slow cold massage around her now-swollen clit and panicked as Christoph pulled out two electric toothbrushes which she could see were destined for the spaces in between her toes. She didn't even notice Tomaz and Mia setting up position around her upper body but exploded in a terrified panic as she felt another pair of electric toothbrushes running around her arm pits. Meanwhile, Mia's slow stimulation of her nipples now moved into a more vigorous phase as her fingers rapidly skittered all over her breasts which were now jiggling as much as it was possible for Sophia to move in her straps.

"Please no, please no" she begged as she almost hyperventilated. "How long will this last?" Sophia remembered that she hadn't been given a time value on this section and the unpredictability made it even more terrifying.

"I'm not sure," said Christoph calmly. "For as long as we enjoy it. But I think you might be enjoying it too".

Sophia's gasps and begs were punctuated by longer moans of pleasure as Karoline's fingers tickled lightly around her pussy. Karoline was clearly highly expert in her role and

Sophia looked down to see her outer lips being gently massaged apart whilst Karoline's thumb occasionally flicked over her growing clitoris.

Sophia panicked further as she realised there was a great and imminent danger of having an orgasm and she simply could not imagine further stimulation for another ninety minutes in that state. The post-orgasm over stimulation would simply be unbearable to her. She tried to think unpleasant thoughts to quell her orgasm but noticed that the tickling on her ribs and breasts had subsided, almost as though the team wanted the pussy tickling to have its devasating effect.

"Please don't make me cum," said Sophia, "at least not yet. I won't be able to cope with the sensations afterwards".

Tomaz laughed meanly. "When you cum, Mia and Karoline will focus solely on your pussy for ten minutes solid". This was a terrifying thought for the nineteen year old and she continued to plead and beg to no avail.

The premature orgasm almost took Sophia by surprise in its ferocity, but there was no disguising it. She let out an anguished moan as her hips bucked uncontrollably, Tomaz pointing as some moisture squirted around her opening.

Sophia's clit and pussy felt as though it had been electrified such was the intensity of the orgasm. She had never experienced anything so ferocious and could not imagine having it touched ever again, such was its sensitivity.

"The next ten minutes might be quite unbearable" said Karoline in a matter of fact way.

Sophia looked on in abject terror as Mia gently spread her throbbing pussy lips wide open and Karoline selected a long pointy feather from the case on the table.

As the feather delicately and tortorously drew long slow circles around her hyper-sensitive and helpless clit, Sophia thought she would lose her mind.

 

[purple2306]

Definitely want to read more! Enjoying it so much

 

[tickletease2024]

PART THREE

Sophia was lost in a haze of other wordliness. Time had lost its meaning. Emotions and sensations had become a blur.

When she had signed the contract agreeing to the forfeit if she lost the original gameshow, she could not have possibly imagined her current predicament. She had felt reassured that she wouldn't be injured in any way, but had glossed over the paragraph suggesting that she could be consumed by sensations so powerful that they may take on an almost psychedelic proportions.

She was now lost in these sensations and desperate for the forfeit to end. Another one hour and forty minutes was going to be unmanageable. In fact Karoline's words were ringing in her ears, suggesting that the next ten minutes were going to be unbearable.

Sophia could barely move a muscle strapped securely to the frame with her legs spread wide apart. With further straps around her stomach and thighs she couldn't even buck her hips to relieve the tension. Her eyes grew in fear as she saw Karoline approaching with a long pointy feather.

"Please", she begged weakly. "My pussy and clit are so sensitive now, I don't think I will be able to take it".

The orgasm of a few minutes ago had hit her like an express train and she still felt her body shaking, albeit without any available movement to shake anything.

She saw the long colourful feather moving closer and closer to her pussy until it just grazed round her wet opening. Sophia squealed.

"For the next ten minutes we are going to edge you mercillessly" said Karoline matter-of-factly. "You will almost certainly beg, moan, perhaps squeal but we will not stop. The feather will tickle with maddening lightness all around your pussy and clit but we will not stop. Nor will we let you cum no matter how much you beg. We are experts at this and if we sense you are about to cum, Christoph will run an electric toothbrush in between your toes to bring you down a few levels".

Sophia could not believe what she was hearing, but nor could she imagine any world in which she would need to cum again. In fact she could not imagine voluntarily touching her pussy again for about a week.

The feathery touches began and were almost torturous in their lightness. Sophia wanted to look away but was transfixed in looking down between her legs to see this long colourful pointy feather slowing teasing around her moist slit.

"This is amazing" said Karoline after a few seconds. "Normally I would need to gently spread our subject's pussy open with my fingers, but yours is so sensitised and wet that it is parting open all by itself" Sophia looked down and saw her clit standing to attention.

"Not there, please", she begged. But the feather started making little circles gently around her clit as Sophia squirmed, but unable to move more than a few milimetres.
Inexplicably, she felt a pang of horniness building again. She could not believe she had another orgasm in her after the previous explosion. The feather skittered around, dancing around on her clit and Sophia started to moan softly.

"That's good" said Christoph. "You're starting a new build-up again".

It had only been about two minutes out of the promised ten, and Sophia thought she was going to go out of her mind. The tension between the light feather tickling and the need to cum again was starting to build.

"I can't do this, no". She shook her head but was betrayed by another moan of increasing volume.

She then felt the electric toothbrush whirring around her toes and shrieked out in surprise.

"You were getting a bit close", said Christoph. "There will be time for that in a bit".

"Please take it off my toes, it tickles so badly" pleaded Sophia. "I promise I won't cum".

The toothbrush faded away but the feather was starting to get more and more intense stroking faster and faster. Karoline was an absolute expert in finding the perfect balance to keep Sophia building towards an impossible and unachievable edge. Every time her breathing and moaning increased, the feathers just slowed a little, but then quickly picked up pace meaning that she could find no relief.

A buzzer went to signify that the ten minutes were up and the tickling abruptly stopped. Sophia felt she was going insane. Somehow her clit was aching for another orgasm and yet there was insufficient stimulation to go over the edge.

"For the next ten minutes, we'll spice things up a bit" said Karoline coldly. "You've noticed the striking colour of our long feather? That's because we have coated in a special conductive paint. For your next assignment we're going to attach it to a battery and tickle you with it again. It doesn't conduct well enough to injure you in any way but it is likely to be a virtually unbearable sensation, what with you being on the edge of another orgasm."

Sophia bit her lip.

"We used this on a teenage girl in Mexico once" said Karoline continuing. "The law agencies there have some very odd methods if they need information from someone in custody." She chuckled. "After three minutes, the girl was absolutely begging and pleading with us to tell us everything she knew. Of course we are not looking for information from you - this is just entertainment within your losing forfeit - but to be fair, we'd better give you a get-out option."

"If the stimulation and need for orgasm becomes completely unbearable then we'll give you a codeword to use," said Christoph. "If you use your codeword, Karoline will give you an orgasm, and don't worry she's good!". He laughed at his own understatement. "But of course a second explosive orgasm might make the remaining hour or so rather challenging".

Sophia was starting to panic now. She did not know how she could cope with any more edging, tickling or stimulation. "Please have mercy and let me go", she begged in vain.

"Do you think she needs the conductive gel" said Karoline wryly.

"Well her pussy is absolutely dripping now" said Christoph, "so that's probably sufficient, but I'd better apply a little to be sure".

"Who's your favourite historical figure as that will be your codeword," said Karoline.

"erm.... Florence Nightingale" said Sophia despairingly.

"In the next ten minutes, you'll probably feel more desperate for an orgasm than you've ever felt in your life", said Christoph. "Say Florence Nightgale's name and you will get the relief you need. But it might not be your best long-term strategy". The ticklers laughed in unison as Sophia struggled in desperation and humiliation.

As she saw Christoph dip two fingers into a pot of gel, she thought she would lose her mind. This was surely going to make the diabolical sensation even worse.

"Just relax", said Christoph ironically. He rubbed his two gel-soaked fingers gently around her pussy before slipping them inside.

"Please, please, I beg you - not inside me", said Sophia.

"I didn't really mean to", laughed Christoph. "It's just that you are so wet, they just slipped".

Sophia could feel the gel coating her insides as Christoph gently caressed her g-spot. He did love his work sometimes.

Karoline attached a couple of clips with wires to the long feather and Sophia could hear a gentle buzzing noise. As the tip of the feather lightly made contact with her clit, she thought her mind would leave her body.

"Aagghh", she gasped "not there, please, please no". It wasn't painful in a traditional sense but the sensation was overwhelming and felt as though a couple of fire ants had taken up residence on her clit. The vibrating and electrically-charged feather slowly stroked over her clit and around her pussy as the conductive gel brought the unholy sensations deep inside her.

She could not believe how skilled they were in terms of keeping her on the edge of orgasm. Nor could she believe how her body was betraying her by needing one again so soon. With only a minute into the challenge, she was not sure that she could last for another nine. She watched in anguish as the pointy tip of feather danced across her clit, as though mocking her entire soul. She was desperate for the release which would not come and realised how effective this would be as a means of extracting information. If she had anything to tell them, she would be pleading to tell it now.

Instead she was caught between the competing demands of this nightmarishly hellish edging with an electrically-vibrating feather and another orgasm. She wasn't even sure that her body could take another orgasm, such was the confusing smorgasbord of sensations she was now feeling. The stroking of the feather tip cranked up another notch as Karoline gently spread her glistening pussy lips wide apart with her fingers.

"No, no, no, no please", wailed Sophia in desperation. "I'll do whatever you want if you stop that. It's too intense."

"You've got the codeword if you need it", smirked Christoph. "Karoline will be pleased to help you out".

Five minutes in and Sophia was feeling delirious. She desperately tried to close her legs or wrestle her hips away from the sensation but the straps were unforgiving as was the electrically-charged feather running aimlessly over the conductive gel.

Sophia moaned, screamed, pleaded, begged and fought with her straps. As the clock got to seven minutes, she wondered if she might get through, despite the unthinkable sensations she was currently experiencing. She had never felt so desperate for an orgasm, such was the skill with which Karoline kept her on edge.

"For the last three minutes", said Christoph sternly, "I think you need a blindfold on. It'll be more fun."

That was the last straw for Sophia. Her mind melted once she could not see the cause of the sensations and she struggled wildly but in vain.

Eight minutes, nine minutes, and she was lost in a world of orgasmic need that she could not fulfil. The feather briefly slowed and started running a slow ring round the tip of her clit.

"Aaggh, help, please, no, anything but that.... Florence Nightingale", she screamed out.

The feather stopped and Sophia was subsumed in a world of orgasmic ecstasy that she had never experienced. Although she could not see due to the blindfold, she felt what she presumed to be Karoline's mouth squeezing gently around her burning clit and starting to suck rhythmically.

"No, no, no, no more", Sophia pleaded before "yes, yes, yes, more, faster, harder, don't stop".

It felt as though her world stopped as she exploded in a nuclear-level orgasm. Her thighs were shaking and her pussy lips felt as though they were drenched in juice - although she could not see how extensive it was. Instead it was an ocean of unforgiving sensations. Her clit, which had already undergone the biggest orgasm of her life only twenty minutes previously had now been taken to even more intense heights.

"Aaghh, oh my god, please no more, let me go now", she begged wailing. "I can't take a moment more".

"It's ok", said Christoph. "You've only got just over an hour and a quarter left".

"That long, no way, I can't take another second" protested Sophia, her breathing still ragged and gasping from the unprecedented orgasm.

"And for the next hour", continued Christoph, "we're going to play a little game".

 

[Ladybella23]

Brilliant!!! This is so good I’m so hooked 🔥🔥🔥

 

[Arrowroot]

Great continuation! Excited to see what's next 🙂