TickleGiggleS
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My name is Scarlett Miller, and I am here to present my case.
On the 25th of March, 2025, my husband left for a work trip. That same night, his best friend Marcus was supposed to come pick up his laptop that my husband had borrowed a week prior. I have been experiencing some problems with my laptop, so I have decided to use Marcus's to download a movie to watch.
As I was browsing the internet, I couldn't help but notice a bookmark on his browser called "Tickle trade."
I decided to open it, and honestly, now I regret it. It was a chatroom with over 100 members, and all they were talking about was tickle-torturing women. But what was most disturbing was the fact that every member has signed up one of the females from their life to be traded as a "tickle slave." I was shocked to find out that Marcus has signed up his wife, Maya, and in her "slave profile" were 23 videos at the time of her getting tickle tortured by random men and women.
I pressed play on one of them, and it was just her wearing a bra and jeans, barefoot, with her hands tied behind her back and her ankles tied together, getting her ribs tickled by an older gentleman. She was screaming and begging for mercy, but the man ignored her pleas and was enjoying making her suffer.
I did not know what to do, but as I read more, I found out that she was forced to participate in these sessions by Marcus blackmailing her with naked pictures. I was disgusted and felt the need to do something.
I heard the knock on my door, and it was Marcu. He came to pick up the laptop, but I had to copy the evidence, so I started downloading chats and videos and went to let him in so he would not suspect anything. Once I greeted him, he said that he was in a hurry and that he just wanted his laptop back, and he would be on his way. I had to think quick, and knowing that he has a tickle kink, I told him that I stepped on something and that I thought I had a splinter in my sole, and I asked him to look at it.
He gave me a sick smile and agreed. I went to lie on my couch and raised my socked foot into his lap. He slowly took off my sock, enjoying every moment. He looked at a place that I have told him I felt pain, but he said there was nothing. He, as expected, used this opportunity to trap my foot in an armlock and started tickling me. I have extremely soft and sensitive soles, so I started screaming and thrashing around, but he was just laughing. He let me go after about a minute of me begging for mercy, and he just laughed it off, but I have noticed that he had a boner.
I rushed to get his laptop and confirmed that the evidence was on a USB drive.
I could not contact my husband because his line of work does not allow cellphones, so I just sat on the evidence for the night. The next day, when I was sure that Marcus had left for work, I rushed to his house to talk to Maya. As soon as she opened the door, I started telling her that she can escape him and that we can go to the police together, but she seemed angry at me.
She told me to leave, and for some reason she said, "I am a good girl; I don't tell anyone."
I was scared because of her reaction and decided to leave.
While I was driving home, a police car stopped me for what I thought would be a routine traffic stop, but as soon as the policewoman came to my door, she ordered me to get out. Not wanting to make any trouble, I exited my car, and as soon as I did, she threw me against the hood of my car and put handcuffs on me. She put me in the back of her police car and parked my car in a nearby parking lot. She was alone, with no partner. I asked her what I was getting arrested for, but she stayed silent and started driving. I was so scared I did not say a word for the next 15 minutes, until we got to a remote property with a big house just outside the town. She pulled me out of the car and dragged me into the house. Once inside, I was greeted by Marcus and one big biker guy.
I immediately knew what was going on. Mary called him and told him that I knew.
Before I could say anything, the police woman started talking.
She said, "We want the USB, and we want you to forget what you saw. Any sudden movement and I will make sure you regret it. Now, once I take off your cuffs, these two are going to strip you naked, understood?
I tried to say no, but she slapped me hard, and almost like a little girl, I said, "Yes, ma'am."
She took off my cuffs, and Marcus and that other man started ripping off my clothes. I started crying in the process but was too scared to fight back. Once I was naked, they rolled me up in a blanket and tied some ropes around me, so only my feet were sticking out.
With that, the hell began. All three of them started tickling my soles, and I started laughing and begging them to stop. The woman had short but sharp nails, and it made the tickling on my soles feel like hell. Marcus focused on the skin under my toes, which is very sensitive. I was trying to escape, but there was no chance. No matter how much I begged, they were not stopping, and all I could see was them laughing and one clock on the wall. They used oil to make my feet more slippery, and I think the biker used a fork on my arches and heels to make me go crazy. After a full 4 hours of this torture with showing no mercy, my stomach hurt from laughing, and I was crying. They untied me, and while I was still naked and curled up on the floor, the woman came closer and ordered me to raise my hands and not put them down. Then she methodically tickled my underarms while I giggled and squirmed, but I did not put my hands down because I was scared.
I am ashamed to say this, but she made me say, "I am a good girl, and I will not tell anyone." They took the USB and showed me a video of me naked saying that I am a good girl. They said that if I tell a single word to anyone, they will show that video to my family and everyone on the internet.
That is why I stayed silent until today.
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On the 25th of March, 2025, my husband left for a work trip. That same night, his best friend Marcus was supposed to come pick up his laptop that my husband had borrowed a week prior. I have been experiencing some problems with my laptop, so I have decided to use Marcus's to download a movie to watch.
As I was browsing the internet, I couldn't help but notice a bookmark on his browser called "Tickle trade."
I decided to open it, and honestly, now I regret it. It was a chatroom with over 100 members, and all they were talking about was tickle-torturing women. But what was most disturbing was the fact that every member has signed up one of the females from their life to be traded as a "tickle slave." I was shocked to find out that Marcus has signed up his wife, Maya, and in her "slave profile" were 23 videos at the time of her getting tickle tortured by random men and women.
I pressed play on one of them, and it was just her wearing a bra and jeans, barefoot, with her hands tied behind her back and her ankles tied together, getting her ribs tickled by an older gentleman. She was screaming and begging for mercy, but the man ignored her pleas and was enjoying making her suffer.
I did not know what to do, but as I read more, I found out that she was forced to participate in these sessions by Marcus blackmailing her with naked pictures. I was disgusted and felt the need to do something.
I heard the knock on my door, and it was Marcu. He came to pick up the laptop, but I had to copy the evidence, so I started downloading chats and videos and went to let him in so he would not suspect anything. Once I greeted him, he said that he was in a hurry and that he just wanted his laptop back, and he would be on his way. I had to think quick, and knowing that he has a tickle kink, I told him that I stepped on something and that I thought I had a splinter in my sole, and I asked him to look at it.
He gave me a sick smile and agreed. I went to lie on my couch and raised my socked foot into his lap. He slowly took off my sock, enjoying every moment. He looked at a place that I have told him I felt pain, but he said there was nothing. He, as expected, used this opportunity to trap my foot in an armlock and started tickling me. I have extremely soft and sensitive soles, so I started screaming and thrashing around, but he was just laughing. He let me go after about a minute of me begging for mercy, and he just laughed it off, but I have noticed that he had a boner.
I rushed to get his laptop and confirmed that the evidence was on a USB drive.
I could not contact my husband because his line of work does not allow cellphones, so I just sat on the evidence for the night. The next day, when I was sure that Marcus had left for work, I rushed to his house to talk to Maya. As soon as she opened the door, I started telling her that she can escape him and that we can go to the police together, but she seemed angry at me.
She told me to leave, and for some reason she said, "I am a good girl; I don't tell anyone."
I was scared because of her reaction and decided to leave.
While I was driving home, a police car stopped me for what I thought would be a routine traffic stop, but as soon as the policewoman came to my door, she ordered me to get out. Not wanting to make any trouble, I exited my car, and as soon as I did, she threw me against the hood of my car and put handcuffs on me. She put me in the back of her police car and parked my car in a nearby parking lot. She was alone, with no partner. I asked her what I was getting arrested for, but she stayed silent and started driving. I was so scared I did not say a word for the next 15 minutes, until we got to a remote property with a big house just outside the town. She pulled me out of the car and dragged me into the house. Once inside, I was greeted by Marcus and one big biker guy.
I immediately knew what was going on. Mary called him and told him that I knew.
Before I could say anything, the police woman started talking.
She said, "We want the USB, and we want you to forget what you saw. Any sudden movement and I will make sure you regret it. Now, once I take off your cuffs, these two are going to strip you naked, understood?
I tried to say no, but she slapped me hard, and almost like a little girl, I said, "Yes, ma'am."
She took off my cuffs, and Marcus and that other man started ripping off my clothes. I started crying in the process but was too scared to fight back. Once I was naked, they rolled me up in a blanket and tied some ropes around me, so only my feet were sticking out.
With that, the hell began. All three of them started tickling my soles, and I started laughing and begging them to stop. The woman had short but sharp nails, and it made the tickling on my soles feel like hell. Marcus focused on the skin under my toes, which is very sensitive. I was trying to escape, but there was no chance. No matter how much I begged, they were not stopping, and all I could see was them laughing and one clock on the wall. They used oil to make my feet more slippery, and I think the biker used a fork on my arches and heels to make me go crazy. After a full 4 hours of this torture with showing no mercy, my stomach hurt from laughing, and I was crying. They untied me, and while I was still naked and curled up on the floor, the woman came closer and ordered me to raise my hands and not put them down. Then she methodically tickled my underarms while I giggled and squirmed, but I did not put my hands down because I was scared.
I am ashamed to say this, but she made me say, "I am a good girl, and I will not tell anyone." They took the USB and showed me a video of me naked saying that I am a good girl. They said that if I tell a single word to anyone, they will show that video to my family and everyone on the internet.
That is why I stayed silent until today.
Commissions open! Contact me on reddit u/golicljiva03
