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White Tickle Slaves - Julie, Laura, Loraine, Eva and Tania
by Greenfeather
An Adult Fantasy, not to be confused with reality
(This story reflects the author’s fantasy and not a real life situation. Real life involves mutual consent, safety and commonsense. The characters portrayed and the scenario is entirely fictional and written for the fantasy pleasure of adults only)
As Nicola the Tickler left the auction room to settle the financial transaction, Julie was taken down from the auction room tickling frame and led to a small ante room by two tall silent Chinese men who were the paid employees of the Chinese tickle torture brothel to collect girls from around the world to amuse the clients of their firm. Julie was a prime specimen. she was a redhead with fair skin and much prized by the clientele in the far eastern mountains that would soon become her hell home. She would be properly graded for her ticklishness but the two men who had bought her already guessed that they had a near top of the scale girl who would be so sensitive to the tickling she would command the top prices. The only sadness was that girls of this quality could rarely last more than a few days , but her grading and ultimate trading price would have to wait. For now she would need to be wrapped carefully ready to be transported back almost 12,000 miles away to the Shansui mountains high in the Himalayas where she would join a number of other girls in the pursuit of pleasure of the highest and most exquisite degree. A soft cotton shift was handed to her which she put on, then two locking bracelets of silver lined with red velvet were fastened to her wrists and ankles and her wrists bound behind her and her legs fastened. She shrieked as a familiar black sack was dropped over her head immediately cutting out all light and most noise. She struggled as the drawstring at the bottom of the bag was pulled tight and she was pushed gently backwards into the arms of one of the big eunuchs. He lifted her into his arms being careful not to cause any bruising and her only sensation was the sense of colder air swirling around her naked feet poking out at the bottom of the bag as she was carried towards the waiting helicopter together with two other Italian women who had also been bought by the Chinese.
The Shanghai registered freighter was lying ten miles offshore in deep water basking in the hot Mediterranean sun as the helicopter approached her small helipad at the stern. As soon as the rotors slowed Julie was carried quickly from the chopper and down into the lower private rooms of the ship. The other two girls were taken to two separate cages in another part of the ship.
The helicopter lifted off to return to Nicola's castle and the big diesel engines of the freighter slowly grumbled to life , within an hour the ship was steaming at a steady 10 knots towards the Suez canal and then on to the Indian ocean round the South China seas and back into the ancient waters of old Imperial China which had always retained its excellent trading links with the West's drug barons and where money was not an issue.
Julie had been taken to a private suite of rooms where her two captors now unpacked their precious cargo to make a preliminary number of tests. Julie's ankles were freed and a rope passed through a discreet ring on the two ankle restraints. She was laid on the floor and the rope was looped over a small pulley in the ceiling. Quickly she was lifted from the floor and hung upside down, gently swinging with the roll of the ship. The shift fell downwards. One of her captors undid the lock on her wrists and pulled the shift from her naked body. She was a beautiful target and she screamed as one of the men ran his soft fingers down her upturned sides. She writhed and squirmed in her bonds as the two men smiled and moved in to tickle her defenseless body. They ran their fingers over her legs causing her to scream out in laughter. These men knew how to tickle a woman and they played with her like an instrument until she was weeping with laughter at the intense tickle torture. And all the while she had simply been hanging upside down on a hook her arms free to thrash around. The room was warm and she was sweating with the exertion. A little trickle of sweat ran down from her hair free groin and tickled its way across her tummy and onto her heaving breast.
One of the eunuchs pulled her feet apart and began to run a small white feather around her little pussy lips slowly tickling around the lips, stroking the feathers tip back and forth across the smooth skin around her vagina. Then he began twirling it between his finger and thumb across the very sensitive patch of skin between her vagina and anus and Julie went berserk!
The two men smiled as they began to lightly brush this area with their soft powdery fingers and the feather. Julie was cackling and screaming incoherently and her muscles were locked tight as she fought to close her legs whilst at the same time deal with the electric tickling sensations that were spasming from her crotch. The men stopped and let her rest . One of the men went across the cabin to a small wooden case and withdrew a short feather quill, sharpened at the end as all writing quills are. He also took out a small glass bottle containing a dark red ink. He dipped the quill into the ink and walked back to where Julie hung upside down , her legs pulled widely apart, exposing her gorgeous sex organs and soft and extremely ticklish perineum. One eunuch held her steady and the other quickly drew a small Chinese symbol onto her perineum. The red permanent ink marking the center of a deliciously ticklish spot between the bottom of her silky slit and the puckered drawstring of her asshole. Julie lurched forward and laughed but by then she had been marked thus, y .
She did not know it yet but the tattooists would be called once she had reached her destination to permanently tattoo the ink mark onto her skin along with all the others the two eunuchs would patiently and thoroughly discover on this long voyage. However she would need to be buckled up extremely securely before the tattooists would have a hope of doing a good job as the tickle sensations would be so intense special equipment would be needed to hold her still. And as entertainment, her tickling tattoo show would prove very remunerative for the brothel.
She was sweating profusely now and she was panting heavily as the two torturers explored her naked body, tickling her into a frenzy with every stroke and caress, then marking another spot with their incredibly ticklish quill feather.
After a few hours she was lowered until her feet were slightly lower than the men's faces then one leant forward and began to lick her feet. She squealed in ticklish torment as the slippery rubbery tongue licked across her sole and up into the join between two of her toes. The other man did the same to her other foot and she spent a further hour being given a tongue bath by the two men who licked her from head to foot. Finally one ran his tongue across the length of her labia and touched her clit. Julie exploded into an orgasm of such proportions that she passed out. Her limp body was unhooked from the ropes and she was carried to a small bed where her bare feet were secured into a small pair of stocks at the foot of the bed and she was left to sleep in the silk sheets , in the warm room of the torture cabin heading slowly but inexorably towards China and a life as a tickle slave in a special torture brothel.
In another corner of the Mediterranean two American girls were coming round from a drug induced sleep in a cell deep below one of the palaces of the Prince of Iraq. They were dressed in the flight suits of American pilots which had been torn in appropriate places to reveal that they were both quite naked underneath. For some reason they had no flight boots and were barefoot and both were shackled by the ankles to a raised steel bar set into the floor of the cell. Their soft naked soles spread apart slightly.
The door to the cell clanged open and a tall dark haired woman walked in dressed in an immaculate black leather dress carrying a small leather bag.
"Morning girls!!" she said with a smile " time to get you ready for your trial , we want you look your best when we send you to the punishment blocks for crimes against the brave people of Iraq !" she laughed. The American women said nothing recognizing their fate.
"A pedicure first I think" she said laughing as two more women entered the room. The two women pulled in a large chair which looked similar to a dentists chair but had straps around the edges to hold the 'victim' in position. Laura, one of the Americans was hauled upright and stripped of her uniform then thrown into the chair by the two assistants who seemed incredibly strong. Quickly her feet were secured by ankle straps and her wrists were held over her head and fastened behind the chair.
Two padded leather rests were attached to hold her feet steady so that her soles were exposed and facing slightly upwards her toes were fastened to a loop and pulled back making her feet secure and held taut. A thick leather belt was tightened around her waist and her knees were buckled together.
The woman's name was Furina and she was the Princes favorite torturer. She was used to keeping the many women in his harem in line. Most were captured white western women who were subdued into a life of enforced prostitution and her favorite method was to tickle torture the girls on the soles of their feet until they were totally obedient. This did not mark the girls physically but they were all terrified of a tickle session with Furina if any were reported to have stepped out of line or displeased the men who used them.
Furina took some soap and a stiff brush from her back and with a little water from a bottle proceeded to gently wash Laura's feet and soles. Laura wriggled and squirmed trying not to smile but she couldn't make it and burst out laughing as the tickle sensations swept up her legs as Furina's soft tickly fingers stroked across her soapy and slippery feet.
" Stop..oh God..Stopppp Haaaa!" she laughed "NO N000noo.."
But Furina smiled broadly and said
" Oh are you ticklish my dear ?"
She laughed and commenced scrubbing Laura's soles with the small bristle brush. Laura screamed and thrashed as the tickle sensations overpowered her control and she began to pee all over herself.
" Oh this will make great entertainment when you're thrown to the public for punishment" laughed Furina "and we all like to see you big gorgeous American women peeing your pants !!"
Furina continued with a small soapy brush scrubbing between Laura's toes as she gasped for air begging piteously for Furina to stop. Loraine, the other American girl whimpered as she knew what was coming for her and one of the assistants pulled up a chair and simply began tickling her feet whilst attached to the bar. Loraine then also began laughing and squirming as the woman softly tickled her soles, not so much as Laura, but enough to keep her laughing and as a preliminary to her own 'pedicure'.
Of course the pedicure was totally unnecessary as Nicola had already prepared the women beautifully whilst in her Albanian castle. Both women's feet were soft and tender and beautifully pedicured, but this was an excellent way of warming up the two women pending their show trial as shot down American pilots held as legitimate enemies of the state after the desert war.
Furina and her helpers continued to tickle torture their captive maidens for a further two hours before taking them to a specially built preparation room where the women were thoroughly washed and enema'd , their hair was groomed and a light make up applied to make them very attractive to the general public when they would be taken to the public torture center.
Finally both women were fastened into frames which held back their heads and water tubes were fastened into their mouths. They were forced to drink as water poured slowly into them until their bladders were full then they were taken to the 'courtroom'.
Both Laura and Loraine were dressed in their phony flight suits and the court made up of local politicians, royal, businessmen and assorted wives and daughters listened to accounts of the Americans atrocities to public schools and buildings , of the suffering of innocent Iraqi people and how they were shot down and captured by the brave Iraqi forces. Then both women were convicted of state crimes and sentenced to life imprisonment combined with daily public humiliation until they repented of their anti Iraqi views.
To cheers from the crowd the women were led outside to a large stone slab where both women were stretched out with their wrists and ankles secured by thick leather straps spread-eagling them. The crowd lurched forward but were stopped by the security forces as four Iraqi women stepped from the crowd and knelt at the front of the slab next to each one of the outstretched feet. "We are not a cruel people and these women will be punished but not raped, and no man must lay a finger on these women. I call upon the women of Iraq to punish these western females in a manner befitting their humiliated state, but equally to punish them for their sins" Shouted the Judge.
He stepped back and the four hooded women turned and began to tickle the feet of the two captives, gently at first , but increasing their touch until the girls began to wriggle and giggle as the fingers teased ever more intensely. Laura began laughing out loud pleading with the women to stop and the crowd cheered. Then Loraine also began laughing and suddenly Loraine could contain herself any longer and soaked her flight suit in pee as she screamed in ticklish torment as the women tortures stepped up their tickling, scraping their nails across the women's soft soles. The crowd loved every minute and it was not long before Laura also began to leak pee into her remaining clothes. Two more women moved forward and began to cut away what was left of the clothes until the crowd were able to see both women stark naked, shaved, and fully spread-eagled on the stone torture slab of old Iraq , a stone that had witnessed the tickling of many a recalcitrant wife or concubine over the centuries.
Women moved in to take up position around the girls, stroking a soft inner armpit or running spidery soft fingers across the girls ribs or tummy causing them to shriek with laughter and to gasp for air in the hot desert sun.
Another woman brought a bucket filled with strong brine and began coating the women's feet with the salty substance. Four goats were produced and led to their feet where they were tethered. The goats began to lick the salt from the feet causing both girls to arch up from the stone such was the intensity and unbearablness of the tickling tongues but the crowd only cheered more and the women torturers continued with their task.
By night both women had been driven mad by the insane tickling of the goats tongues and could only cackle feebly as they were dragged away to their cells drooling piteously. They had orgasm many times and their pussies were drenched and soaked in vaginal lubricant as they had thrashed and squirmed under the tickling torture, their engorged clits being squeezed and stimulated between slippery vaginal lips until they passed out only to be revived for more stimulation. They were bathed by the robed women and secured to their ankle stocks awaiting further punishment when they had recovered sufficiently.
Further south in the heart of the African sub continent, in the deepest part of the African jungles, two more of the Italian girls were experiencing their first taste of the tickle terror to come as they were unbundled from the back of a jeep on which they had been lashed for a murderous journey of a thousand miles. They had been shipped from Nicola's castle across the Mediterranean on a small steamer that carried food supplies to Africa. They were landed as cargo in the small port of Said on the Tunisian coast and transferred to a large truck filled with bags of meal. They were transported 1000 miles inland through the jungle to the 'Empire' of one of Africa's last megalomaniac madman rulers, King Amalfi of Trazi. He was rich beyond imagination having the only independent diamond mine in Africa. His pastime was to torture white girls and his palace was filled with over one hundred white slave girls at any one time all held naked and displayed in many cruel and different ways . As Eva and Tania were pushed from the back of the jeep their ears were filled with the most hysterical laughter and turning in horror they saw a naked white woman pegged out onto the ground thrashing and laughing uncontrollably as two of the Kings beautiful black foot maidens sat brutally tickling the girls feet with their fingernails.
The black maidens were stunningly beautiful , fully shaven including their heads, their dark dusky skin waxed and polished . Their eyes were almond shaped and they wore a cruel smile as they continued to torment the staked out girl with their manicured and delicate feminine tickling fingers. The girl was drenched in sweat from the exertion and her pussy dribbled juice into the dusty floor which was stained in a damp pool indicating that the girl had been tickled for some considerable time.
The King's daughters Princess Mandita was responsible for organizing the torture of his slaves and the tall black Princess now came forward to inspect the purchase which had been made by her agents.
"Ah yes" she exclaimed smiling wickedly " you have done well Moussad" turning to her agent "they look eminently torturable, Nicola does produce some of the finest slaves!"
"Your Highness will be pleased, they are soft skinned Italian girls, they scream well and they are excruciatingly ticklish see.."
Moussad poked two fingers into the sides of Eva who jerked forward and let out a bellow.
" Good good, my maids will prepare them and they will be presented to the King in time once they have been tickled into obedience.. take them to be prepared.." she nodded to her servants who came round and took each girl and lashed their wrists and ankles to two poles then they were carried in traditional African captive fashion towards the slave training area from which various sounds of female suffering emerged before dispersing into the African dusk.
Eva and Tania were assigned two women tickle maidens whose job it was to maintain their arousal at all times of the training. Eva was then led away to her training ground leaving Tania with her two tormentors named Kibi and Fibi. Tania was stripped of the cloth that had acted as packaging and restraint for her entire journey . Kibi looked at her white body carefully, studying its shape and curves whilst Fibi ran her palms over some of the rounder parts of Tania's anatomy. It was very sensual and although Tania was terrified of her unknown fate she found herself unable to pull away from the smooth caress of Fibi's hands. Kibi took a small pot from a side table and stuck her finger in pulling out a small knob of perfumed grease. She looked into the eyes of her captive and smiled sweetly as she lowered her hand and very carefully took the fold of skin covering Tania's clitoris and began rolling it between her greased finger. Tania gasped with pleasure and closed her eyes as the beautifully slippery warmth of Kibi's greasy fingers gently kneaded and tickled her sensitive clitoris. She felt the tingling sensations of her sex being aroused and blood beginning to engorge the tender head of her pleasure organ. Kibi smiled, Tania was unaware that Kibi, like all the African women in King Amalfis kingdom, were denied this basic of pleasures on account of them all having been circumcised as young girls , their clitoris removed in a painful ritual that still is often the fate of millions of women around the world. perhaps because of this or maybe just because they had trained so many sex slaves, Kibi and Fibi were especially good at rendering their captives wholly strength less by the power of their sensuality. Tania certainly felt the waves of exquisite pleasure washing over her as Fibi continued to stroke her palms over her glistening body, gliding over her breasts as soft as a swans wing , making her nipples redden and enlarge, stroking her back making her weak with pleasure waves and the incredible warmth of sensations as her clit slipped and slid between Kibi's oily fingers as the perfumed fat mingled with Tania's own secretions and she headed for her first vertical orgasm. Her knees weakened and Fibi walked behind Tania and wrapped her arms around her waist letting Tania fall back into her supporting naked skin, Kibi continued and Tania shuddered as her clitoris exploded in a mind numbing orgasm and her vaginal juices flowed down her naked legs to soak the floor on which they stood. Fibi laid her down on a bed of soft jungle fern leaves and two more handmaidens entered the room with bowls of hot water , soap and towels. Two more girls appeared as Fibi and Kibi grasped one of Tania's ankles each and the other two girls held her arms, then the handmaidens washed Tania from head to foot while she was held spread out by the four women. The handmaidens ran their silky soapy fingers over Tania's body and the tickling sensations were intense.
Tania giggled and writhed against her captors but they held her firmly and she had no strength to pull away. The maidens began soaping under her arms , wriggling their fingers against her silky armpits and Tania laughed and cried out "Nooo..." but she was breathless with weakness and the girls just giggled at their squirming and wriggling target and continued to soap and stroke her naked body. They soaped her belly button and for the first time Tania bucked so hard she screamed as she couldn't bear the tickling at her navel and she pulled the girls off balance by wriggling and twisting so hard as her face contorted into an hysterical mask, squeezing her eyes together and gritting her white teeth.
The girls continued and for several minutes Tania struggled as the giggling handmaidens made the most of washing her navel. Eventually they moved on and tenderly washed her pussy and groin area paying special attention to her clitty as Tania moaned in pleasure as little soapy fingers slid and tickled over her hairless slit and engorged clitty. Her legs and knees received equal treatment but this was nothing to her desperation when they began to soap her feet. The combination of the soap and her desperate struggles to escape the tickling fingers meant she kept slipping from everyone's grasp, so two loops of rope were passed round her ankles and these were tied to two stakes in the floor. Then the screaming and the begging began as the tickling became unbearable. She had always been unable to bear having anyone touch her feet but this was so deliberately intense and yet she couldn't pass out. She peed herself laughing and the girls laughed and tickled her some more till she had no more to pee and she was crying with laughter and drooling from exhaustion. Finally her hair was washed and combed till it was dry. She was powdered from head to foot to enhance her whiteness and led out into the courtyard to be displayed with the other captives.
In all there were over 80 captive white females held in the palace. Each one was displayed in some part of the grounds. The courtyard had a shaded terrace all around and along its walls several females were strung. Each was attended by an arousal maiden and most were tied by their wrists to a cross beam in the roof so that their naked bodies were totally exposed for cruel tortures. the arousal maidens were well paid volunteers from the villages that surrounded the jungle palace and they were happy with their work which, in the main consisted of feathering their allotted captives pussy to keep them in an almost continuos state of arousal. Tania was tied to her post and immediately Fibi produced a blue exotic feather from her hair band and began stroking it along the length of Tania's vaginal lips and anus. She tried to squeeze her legs together to stop the maddening itch but found that her ankles had been restrained at each side so that she had to maintain a position on her tiptoes whilst keeping her legs wide open. And so the feathering continued, Kibi meanwhile began kissing the back of Tania's neck with light little kisses as soft as a butterfly's wing, but increasing in intensity as her mouth moved around her lower neck and shoulders.
Tania could hear more giggling and laughter. She looked around but it took her eyes some time to adjust to the brilliance of the sunlit courtyard compared to the shade of the covered way in which she was suspended. Other white girls were there. Around the edges of the courtyard girls were tied and tickled gently to prolong their torture . every now and then the laughter would become more desperate as a maiden intensified her tickling caress or a new part of the girls ordeal became apparent. Tania could see a girl in the distance whose feet were tied to a horizontal pole and two tame leopards were lazily licking her feet causing her to writhe and scream softly. She was obviously close to exhaustion but the leopards didn't care as they lazily licked the salt from their squirming and desperate captives toes. The feather maiden meanwhile remained with her feather stroking the girls dripping vagina. As the maddening feather stroked up and down her slit it glistened as the sun caught on the shiny liquid which coated the feather but still kept up its impossible tickle torment.
In the center of the courtyard spread-eagled and tied to stakes in the ground lay a naked sweating girl. Her feather maiden dipped her feather in a pot of watery honey then dragged it across her captives tummy painting a trail of sticky sweetness' across her midriff then watching her captive squirm and writhe as a host of small tickling ants crawled across the trail . By the late evening the girl was covered in honey and ants and the insects of the night were descending in swarms on their sweet and sticky prey.
Across the courtyard several pairs of female feet poked out from a box in which five hot and sweating girls were secured, their soles outside the box pointing up to the midday sun gently roasting in the African heat. Their only respite being the feather maidens oiling their ticklish soles with white cream and grease teasing their soles with tickling fingers. They were laughing and panting begging for the tickling to stop, for them to be brought into the shade. The girls could drink as much water as they wished from a hose that continually dripped into the box . But the feather maidens just carried on tickling their feet, oblivious to the pleading and giggling as they tickled and told each other stories.
Two more girls were secured to the ground and while the feather maidens tickled their pussies a group of trained chimpanzees tickled their outstretched armpits. The girls were frantic as the chimps seemed to enjoy their work and appeared aware of the sensations they were causing. The girls had tears running down their faces with laughter as the chimps relentlessly tickled the girls .They dug their furry cunning fingers into the soft flesh or scraped their nails teasingly over the naked armpits until the girls were hysterical with laughter.
She now saw Eva, her friend, tied to a bamboo frame, squirming and laughing as six or seven handmaidens licked her body into a tickle frenzy, whilst one sucked on her clitoris.
Clearly she had been treated to the same tickle torments as her friend, her body glistened with sweat and there was a damp patch on the ground below her where she had peed herself laughing.
Kibi moved round and Fibi slipped a pair of small Ivory balls into Tania's wet vagina which rubbed and knocked together every time she move or squirmed sending deep soft pleasurable tickling sensations from within her sensitive ****. Then Fibi recommenced her feathering whilst Kibi began sucking her earlobes and poking her soft wet tongue into Tania's ears. It tickled her so much she began laughing aloud and pulling away , but Kibi simply waited a few seconds then did it again .
It was early evening and the girls had been tickle tortured for several hours, and whilst they had screamed at their captors to stop, and they had torn at their bonds in a desperate attempt to get away from their tormentors fingers and feathers, nevertheless their womanly bodies tingled with sexual excitement, wanted or not, and they were all dripping with lubrication as a result of the enforced sexual torture. It was for exactly this reason that they had been made to endure such torment as Princess Mandita now made clear..
" now that you are all prepared I am delighted to announce that you will become the Kings pleasure slaves for this evening. Your preparation has been carefully engineered to bring you to a state of high excitement in order to please his most gracious majesty King Amalfi of Trazi. Your personal guards will now bring you to his Majesty's pleasure chambers where you will entertain the King by being what we call Tickle Fucked.."
".. for the new girls here I will briefly explain the procedure so that there is no unnecessary whimpering when we are before the King, first, you will be held in special positions and you will continue to be tickled to entertain his Majesty with your special pleadings, then each of you will be selected to perform for his Majesty. This means you will be hung by your wrists over the Kings most wonderful manhood, and your legs will be held outstretched by the Kings own tickle maidens. It is to be hoped that by then your pussies will be so wet and ready that when you are lowered you will not split on my masters enormous tool..." Mandita stopped and smiled a cruel smile as she watched the faces of the captured women picturing their fate. " ..once you are 'spitted' then the tickle maidens will commence a gradual but increasingly intense tickle torture across your whole body making you writhe and wriggle most delightfully on the Kings mighty organ, no mercy will be shown and you will only be released once the King had exploded his hot seed inside so it is in your interests to give the King much pleasure that only a woman can give.
The King will then witness certain entertainment's and when he is ready again he will call for the next girl and so on until he is satisfied for the night.
Only then will you be taken back to your cells where you will rest until called upon to perform again. Many girls come to like it, only a few have gone completely insane and had to be thrown to the lions."
The women shuddered with horror at their fate as they were lead away by their guards to the Kings Tickle Torture chamber to be Tickle Fucked for entertainment.
The room was laid out in a circle with the women's feet mainly being locked in stocks that were set in a circle around a huge bed. The guards knelt by the captives feet and began gently tickling their captives feet until the room was filled with the sound of giggling and laughter.
At one end of the room two enormous gold curtains swung open and a bower made of dark mahogany and embossed with gold leaf and rich silks was carried into the room by twelve enormous male slaves, naked and oiled. Each was adorned only with a long pointed goose feather , dyed red, and hung from his penis by a thin silk thread.
Lying sprawled across the top of the bower in the fashion of a Roman Emperor was a huge man, beyond fat, his black naked skin gleaming in the soft lights of the room, his head, shaved and gleaming was almost twice the size of the big men who carried him, his torso and legs were more like a small elephant than a human and , lying between his legs and being carefully oiled and licked by maidens was the largest set of genitalia that any of the captive women had ever seen . A group of small naked women attended him one feeding him grapes, the others engaged in licking, sucking and tickling the enormous organ which stood proudly forward of the torso, its big veins and arteries visibly pumping blood to maintain its hard state and a purple head that was being waxed and polished by giggling chattering tickle maids. Each tickle maid had a similar red goose feather dangling between their legs secured to two ivory balls which were cunningly inserted into their vaginas which, as they moved and squeezed rolled deliciously inside creating waves of pleasure. King Amalfi of Trazi, also smiling as the licking and tickling of his enormous dick and balls continued, held on of the women by her wrists with one big hand locking her backwards over his huge frame and making her cackle with insane laughter as he ferociously tickled her belly with his other hand.
The Kings bower was carefully lowered onto the massive bed and music began from a small group of court musicians who always accompanied an evenings ticklish hysteria with a matching cacophony of sound to match the hysterical laughing and screaming of the tickled girls which was to come.
The twelve men spread around the room each taking one of the captives. They were all big men all completely shaved of body hair in the same way as the king and with large polished dicks, if not quite the size of the Kings own. Most had unhooked their feathers and were amusing themselves beside their allotted captive by stroking them with their feathers. Tania , who was giggling and gasping from the attentions of Fibi and Kibi who were gently stroking the soles of her feet managed to look up into the cruel eyes of one of the men. He took her bound wrists in one hand and lifted them above her head and then proceeded to enjoy tickling Tania's armpits until she was wriggling and squirming beyond control unable to speak as the fingers tickled her pits.
The room filled with sounds of hysterical laughing and screaming and then subsided briefly as Princess Mandita entered with her own escort of Tickle Maids to select the first girl to be Tickle Fucked.
" Your most Excellent Majesty.." she began " these women have been specially selected and trained to fulfil their duty to you as loyal and willing subjects to satisfy your most Gracious Majesty's pleasures.. I am pleased to say that we have two new fresh Italian captives for you .. bought from our good friend and supplier Countess Nicola Kolstoiova and specially shipped and prepared to await your command.." She paused and looked at the King who smiled a cruel smile and raised one of his big hands in a gesture for Mandita to continue..
Mandita turned to Tania " I think we will begin with you girl.." she said pointing at Tania and signaling to the guards to have her brought over.
Kibi and Fibi unlocked the stocks securing Tania's feet and she was picked up and carried gently in the arms of the big bearer to a spot at the edge of the great bed. Tania could smell the strange and exotic perfumes and scents that came from the King and was totally entranced by the spectacle of his enormous penis. Mandita held a cup of spiced wine to Tania's lips and she drank without question then her bound wrists were secured to a silk rope which came down from the ceiling and her arms were pulled up to leave her standing on tip toes, naked and white and vulnerable to the tickling fingers which would ravage her body over the next hour.
The King leant forward and admired Tania. She was indeed a beautiful looking girl with soft light brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Soft dark brown eyes were offset with a full mouth and lips which had been slightly made up to give her a moist pout. Her breasts were soft and full but firm and her pale nipples were semi erect from the stroking and tickling which had aroused her all day. Her armpits were creamy smooth and their little hollows showed only the slightest pinkish glow where cunning feminine fingers had stroked and tickled earlier in the day, her wrists tapered to small nice hands that would be capable of arousing any male organ lucky enough to have these cool female fingers wrap around it. Her waist was nicely tapered and she wasn't too thin having full womanly curves in her sides, her waist and strong hips. Her totally hairless mons veneris was nice and plump and their was just the tip of her little folds of skin showing as a small slit below her padded mons tempting the eye to the pleasures under and between her legs in that little V shape at the center of a woman's body. Her thighs were slightly moist from her secretions and her knees were dimpled leading to a tapered set of ankles and small beautifully manicured white marble feet with soft toes and excruciatingly ticklish soles.
Slowly but surely she was hoisted off the ground by the rope and lifted over the body of the King who now rolled over onto his back propped by large silk cushions. He released the maid he had been tickling and she and the other maidens reached for Tania and began positioning her. Her ankles were grasped by cool fingers and gently pulled apart. Loops of silk rope hung down from the ceiling on either side and her ankles were placed in these which were then raised spreading and separating her legs, her pussy was a long creamy slit with full outer lips and smaller inner lips, her clit was only just encased in a little folded hood, but was again swelling with anticipation as her sex was put on full display by the forced opening and tying of her legs. She now dangled over the King in the fashion of an upturned Y as she was slowly lowered towards the King and the enormous prong on which she would be impaled. Two of the tickle maidens positioned themselves at either side and began kissing her feet, soft delicate little kisses on the tops and sides of her feet.
Tania closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as the kisses continued around her feet then up her ankles and down to her toes.
Meanwhile two more girls had moved in-between her legs and began gently kissing her inner thighs moving down to her knees, kissing the backs of her knees, she squirmed as the little kisses began to tickle her in her most sensitive spots. Another girl began kissing her bottom , just touching the flesh, feeling the little downy hairs making her bum tingle and jingle as the tickling kisses intensified, two more girls began kissing her sides, drifting their slightly opened mouths over her taut skin up to her delicious armpits and down her flanks to her hips.
A trapeze bar appeared in front of her and one of the girls jumped onto it , looping her knees over the bar and then hanging upside down as she was positioned in front of Tania's face. The girl pulled Tania's head slightly forward with her outstretched hands and planted a warm delicate kiss on her lips , her flowery spicy scent heavy in the air. She began to kiss her full on the lips letting her tongue just tickle round Tania's lips, another trapeze girl was lowered behind her to plant delicious kisses all over her back. Tania laughed and writhed as the tickling sensations mixed with orgasmic pleasure and her pussy juices began to drip down onto the Kings twitching organ. Finally a girl dragged a long blue ostrich feather across her pussy and puckered asshole, flicking her sensitive flesh and making her jump and giggle.
The girls at her feet began to suck and lick her toes causing her to shudder and wriggle slightly, and the silk rope began to lower onto the giant penis below. As the tip approached her now open slit, the King reached up and guided her onto the point and then the rope was lowered further. Tania gasped as the hot tip slipped between her oiled pussy lips and began to push its way into her. She gasped and wriggled as the huge head of the Kings prick was slowly swallowed and her flesh was stretched tight pulling back the hood onto her clitoris. She could feel the warmth of the organ inside her now and the veins pulsing inside the velvet smooth vaginal passage, she would surely split in two as her vagina opened and stretched further to accommodate its new guest. The kissing girls began to intensify their torments by licking and sucking as the King raised his hands and quickly ran his fingers down her sides. Tania bolted as the tickling sensations broke, she shouted and the King laughed as he began to tickle her sides furiously causing her to try and arch away, wriggling and squirming as she shrieked and laughed out loud. The rope was lowered further and she forgot the pain that was being caused by the mighty organ stretching her pussy as many small cunning female finger began to tickle her body from all directions. She thrashed around in her bonds trying to escape the exquisite tickle torture but she was firmly impaled on the Kings penis and her wrists and ankles were held taut by the silk ropes. Her laughter became hysterical now and the court musicians began to build their music up to a frenzy. The King had not had a fuck like this in ages and could barely contain his pleasure as he and the tickle maidens kept up their sadistic tickle torture on the thrashing, twisting, laughing, hysterical naked woman that danced on the end of his knob. The other girls, secured in their stocks around the room had watched the scene transfixed by the sensuousness of it all but were brought laughingly back to reality as their own tickle maids began to tickle their secured feet, and the men ran their fingers over their bodies until the room was filled with sweet noise of tickled women laughing hysterically, mingled with begging for the tickling to stop and gasping for air amidst giggling tickle maidens and laughing men with huge erections that stood upright almost to their chests such was their hardness. Princess Mandita signaled that the men could proceed to have their way and the captive women were almost immediately taken from behind by huge hard shafts, whilst being insanely tickled by their captors.
But Tania was oblivious to all around her now. She had never known such powerful sensations as she shrieked and writhed under the Kings tickling fingers and the tickle torture of the maids. The two girls at her feet were now running their fingers over her soles and licking between her toes. An orgasm of immense force began to build in her and her pussy began to spasm and suck at the giant knob which had penetrated deep and hard against her battered cervix, the King groaned and closed his eyes as Tania's **** seemed to take on a life of its own and pull his giant prick inside then grip it so tightly that he bellowed out loud like a giant elephant as both their orgasms were suddenly released with such power that Tania gave an almost death like scream before passing out with pleasure as her body shook with a tickle orgasm of atomic proportions.
The music slowed to a gentle rhythmic beat as men and women orgasmed around the room. The tickle maids reverting to a gentler stroking and tickling of the feet keeping the girls writhing and giggling, but not screaming laughter.
The Kings own maidens were wiping his brow and greasing his aching balls as Tania slowly came round from her swoon, still gently swaying and squeezing the big dick as it slowly deflated inside her whilst giving little shudders of pleasure of aftershock.
Tania was hauled up by her ropes and the giant cock plopped out of her gaping ****, and then lowered onto the bed and the Kings tickle maids rewarded her by recommencing the sensual kissing all over her body whilst cool oil and lotion was lovingly rubbed into her pussy. The King was taken back to his private chambers by the bearers still carrying their genital feathers, and the eleven women were released from their stocks. All were exhausted and Mandita left instructions for them to be watered and left to sleep and to recover before their tickle torture could recommence. Tania was carried back to her cell with Eva, accompanied by Fibi and Kibi, to be patched up in case the King called for her again.
Moussad slipped away quietly into the dark African night. He had a journey back to Iraq, and the promise of two American girls. The Prince would be finished with them now and they could be bought or traded for a few thousand dollars. He would arrange for them to be rested for a few weeks at his special hidden camp, maybe fucked, no, he wouldn't fuck his stock, then brought down here to Trazi. The King liked American women, particularly ticklish ones and he would get a good price.
Meanwhile, a large Chinese freighter was nearing the end of the Suez canal and making ready for crossing the Indian ocean. A redheaded white girl slept, her body increasingly covered with little red marks stirred uneasily in her sleep perhaps at her torments still to come.
But that's another story......
Greenfeather
Continued in Part III (Funnily enough…)
by Greenfeather
An Adult Fantasy, not to be confused with reality
(This story reflects the author’s fantasy and not a real life situation. Real life involves mutual consent, safety and commonsense. The characters portrayed and the scenario is entirely fictional and written for the fantasy pleasure of adults only)
As Nicola the Tickler left the auction room to settle the financial transaction, Julie was taken down from the auction room tickling frame and led to a small ante room by two tall silent Chinese men who were the paid employees of the Chinese tickle torture brothel to collect girls from around the world to amuse the clients of their firm. Julie was a prime specimen. she was a redhead with fair skin and much prized by the clientele in the far eastern mountains that would soon become her hell home. She would be properly graded for her ticklishness but the two men who had bought her already guessed that they had a near top of the scale girl who would be so sensitive to the tickling she would command the top prices. The only sadness was that girls of this quality could rarely last more than a few days , but her grading and ultimate trading price would have to wait. For now she would need to be wrapped carefully ready to be transported back almost 12,000 miles away to the Shansui mountains high in the Himalayas where she would join a number of other girls in the pursuit of pleasure of the highest and most exquisite degree. A soft cotton shift was handed to her which she put on, then two locking bracelets of silver lined with red velvet were fastened to her wrists and ankles and her wrists bound behind her and her legs fastened. She shrieked as a familiar black sack was dropped over her head immediately cutting out all light and most noise. She struggled as the drawstring at the bottom of the bag was pulled tight and she was pushed gently backwards into the arms of one of the big eunuchs. He lifted her into his arms being careful not to cause any bruising and her only sensation was the sense of colder air swirling around her naked feet poking out at the bottom of the bag as she was carried towards the waiting helicopter together with two other Italian women who had also been bought by the Chinese.
The Shanghai registered freighter was lying ten miles offshore in deep water basking in the hot Mediterranean sun as the helicopter approached her small helipad at the stern. As soon as the rotors slowed Julie was carried quickly from the chopper and down into the lower private rooms of the ship. The other two girls were taken to two separate cages in another part of the ship.
The helicopter lifted off to return to Nicola's castle and the big diesel engines of the freighter slowly grumbled to life , within an hour the ship was steaming at a steady 10 knots towards the Suez canal and then on to the Indian ocean round the South China seas and back into the ancient waters of old Imperial China which had always retained its excellent trading links with the West's drug barons and where money was not an issue.
Julie had been taken to a private suite of rooms where her two captors now unpacked their precious cargo to make a preliminary number of tests. Julie's ankles were freed and a rope passed through a discreet ring on the two ankle restraints. She was laid on the floor and the rope was looped over a small pulley in the ceiling. Quickly she was lifted from the floor and hung upside down, gently swinging with the roll of the ship. The shift fell downwards. One of her captors undid the lock on her wrists and pulled the shift from her naked body. She was a beautiful target and she screamed as one of the men ran his soft fingers down her upturned sides. She writhed and squirmed in her bonds as the two men smiled and moved in to tickle her defenseless body. They ran their fingers over her legs causing her to scream out in laughter. These men knew how to tickle a woman and they played with her like an instrument until she was weeping with laughter at the intense tickle torture. And all the while she had simply been hanging upside down on a hook her arms free to thrash around. The room was warm and she was sweating with the exertion. A little trickle of sweat ran down from her hair free groin and tickled its way across her tummy and onto her heaving breast.
One of the eunuchs pulled her feet apart and began to run a small white feather around her little pussy lips slowly tickling around the lips, stroking the feathers tip back and forth across the smooth skin around her vagina. Then he began twirling it between his finger and thumb across the very sensitive patch of skin between her vagina and anus and Julie went berserk!
The two men smiled as they began to lightly brush this area with their soft powdery fingers and the feather. Julie was cackling and screaming incoherently and her muscles were locked tight as she fought to close her legs whilst at the same time deal with the electric tickling sensations that were spasming from her crotch. The men stopped and let her rest . One of the men went across the cabin to a small wooden case and withdrew a short feather quill, sharpened at the end as all writing quills are. He also took out a small glass bottle containing a dark red ink. He dipped the quill into the ink and walked back to where Julie hung upside down , her legs pulled widely apart, exposing her gorgeous sex organs and soft and extremely ticklish perineum. One eunuch held her steady and the other quickly drew a small Chinese symbol onto her perineum. The red permanent ink marking the center of a deliciously ticklish spot between the bottom of her silky slit and the puckered drawstring of her asshole. Julie lurched forward and laughed but by then she had been marked thus, y .
She did not know it yet but the tattooists would be called once she had reached her destination to permanently tattoo the ink mark onto her skin along with all the others the two eunuchs would patiently and thoroughly discover on this long voyage. However she would need to be buckled up extremely securely before the tattooists would have a hope of doing a good job as the tickle sensations would be so intense special equipment would be needed to hold her still. And as entertainment, her tickling tattoo show would prove very remunerative for the brothel.
She was sweating profusely now and she was panting heavily as the two torturers explored her naked body, tickling her into a frenzy with every stroke and caress, then marking another spot with their incredibly ticklish quill feather.
After a few hours she was lowered until her feet were slightly lower than the men's faces then one leant forward and began to lick her feet. She squealed in ticklish torment as the slippery rubbery tongue licked across her sole and up into the join between two of her toes. The other man did the same to her other foot and she spent a further hour being given a tongue bath by the two men who licked her from head to foot. Finally one ran his tongue across the length of her labia and touched her clit. Julie exploded into an orgasm of such proportions that she passed out. Her limp body was unhooked from the ropes and she was carried to a small bed where her bare feet were secured into a small pair of stocks at the foot of the bed and she was left to sleep in the silk sheets , in the warm room of the torture cabin heading slowly but inexorably towards China and a life as a tickle slave in a special torture brothel.
In another corner of the Mediterranean two American girls were coming round from a drug induced sleep in a cell deep below one of the palaces of the Prince of Iraq. They were dressed in the flight suits of American pilots which had been torn in appropriate places to reveal that they were both quite naked underneath. For some reason they had no flight boots and were barefoot and both were shackled by the ankles to a raised steel bar set into the floor of the cell. Their soft naked soles spread apart slightly.
The door to the cell clanged open and a tall dark haired woman walked in dressed in an immaculate black leather dress carrying a small leather bag.
"Morning girls!!" she said with a smile " time to get you ready for your trial , we want you look your best when we send you to the punishment blocks for crimes against the brave people of Iraq !" she laughed. The American women said nothing recognizing their fate.
"A pedicure first I think" she said laughing as two more women entered the room. The two women pulled in a large chair which looked similar to a dentists chair but had straps around the edges to hold the 'victim' in position. Laura, one of the Americans was hauled upright and stripped of her uniform then thrown into the chair by the two assistants who seemed incredibly strong. Quickly her feet were secured by ankle straps and her wrists were held over her head and fastened behind the chair.
Two padded leather rests were attached to hold her feet steady so that her soles were exposed and facing slightly upwards her toes were fastened to a loop and pulled back making her feet secure and held taut. A thick leather belt was tightened around her waist and her knees were buckled together.
The woman's name was Furina and she was the Princes favorite torturer. She was used to keeping the many women in his harem in line. Most were captured white western women who were subdued into a life of enforced prostitution and her favorite method was to tickle torture the girls on the soles of their feet until they were totally obedient. This did not mark the girls physically but they were all terrified of a tickle session with Furina if any were reported to have stepped out of line or displeased the men who used them.
Furina took some soap and a stiff brush from her back and with a little water from a bottle proceeded to gently wash Laura's feet and soles. Laura wriggled and squirmed trying not to smile but she couldn't make it and burst out laughing as the tickle sensations swept up her legs as Furina's soft tickly fingers stroked across her soapy and slippery feet.
" Stop..oh God..Stopppp Haaaa!" she laughed "NO N000noo.."
But Furina smiled broadly and said
" Oh are you ticklish my dear ?"
She laughed and commenced scrubbing Laura's soles with the small bristle brush. Laura screamed and thrashed as the tickle sensations overpowered her control and she began to pee all over herself.
" Oh this will make great entertainment when you're thrown to the public for punishment" laughed Furina "and we all like to see you big gorgeous American women peeing your pants !!"
Furina continued with a small soapy brush scrubbing between Laura's toes as she gasped for air begging piteously for Furina to stop. Loraine, the other American girl whimpered as she knew what was coming for her and one of the assistants pulled up a chair and simply began tickling her feet whilst attached to the bar. Loraine then also began laughing and squirming as the woman softly tickled her soles, not so much as Laura, but enough to keep her laughing and as a preliminary to her own 'pedicure'.
Of course the pedicure was totally unnecessary as Nicola had already prepared the women beautifully whilst in her Albanian castle. Both women's feet were soft and tender and beautifully pedicured, but this was an excellent way of warming up the two women pending their show trial as shot down American pilots held as legitimate enemies of the state after the desert war.
Furina and her helpers continued to tickle torture their captive maidens for a further two hours before taking them to a specially built preparation room where the women were thoroughly washed and enema'd , their hair was groomed and a light make up applied to make them very attractive to the general public when they would be taken to the public torture center.
Finally both women were fastened into frames which held back their heads and water tubes were fastened into their mouths. They were forced to drink as water poured slowly into them until their bladders were full then they were taken to the 'courtroom'.
Both Laura and Loraine were dressed in their phony flight suits and the court made up of local politicians, royal, businessmen and assorted wives and daughters listened to accounts of the Americans atrocities to public schools and buildings , of the suffering of innocent Iraqi people and how they were shot down and captured by the brave Iraqi forces. Then both women were convicted of state crimes and sentenced to life imprisonment combined with daily public humiliation until they repented of their anti Iraqi views.
To cheers from the crowd the women were led outside to a large stone slab where both women were stretched out with their wrists and ankles secured by thick leather straps spread-eagling them. The crowd lurched forward but were stopped by the security forces as four Iraqi women stepped from the crowd and knelt at the front of the slab next to each one of the outstretched feet. "We are not a cruel people and these women will be punished but not raped, and no man must lay a finger on these women. I call upon the women of Iraq to punish these western females in a manner befitting their humiliated state, but equally to punish them for their sins" Shouted the Judge.
He stepped back and the four hooded women turned and began to tickle the feet of the two captives, gently at first , but increasing their touch until the girls began to wriggle and giggle as the fingers teased ever more intensely. Laura began laughing out loud pleading with the women to stop and the crowd cheered. Then Loraine also began laughing and suddenly Loraine could contain herself any longer and soaked her flight suit in pee as she screamed in ticklish torment as the women tortures stepped up their tickling, scraping their nails across the women's soft soles. The crowd loved every minute and it was not long before Laura also began to leak pee into her remaining clothes. Two more women moved forward and began to cut away what was left of the clothes until the crowd were able to see both women stark naked, shaved, and fully spread-eagled on the stone torture slab of old Iraq , a stone that had witnessed the tickling of many a recalcitrant wife or concubine over the centuries.
Women moved in to take up position around the girls, stroking a soft inner armpit or running spidery soft fingers across the girls ribs or tummy causing them to shriek with laughter and to gasp for air in the hot desert sun.
Another woman brought a bucket filled with strong brine and began coating the women's feet with the salty substance. Four goats were produced and led to their feet where they were tethered. The goats began to lick the salt from the feet causing both girls to arch up from the stone such was the intensity and unbearablness of the tickling tongues but the crowd only cheered more and the women torturers continued with their task.
By night both women had been driven mad by the insane tickling of the goats tongues and could only cackle feebly as they were dragged away to their cells drooling piteously. They had orgasm many times and their pussies were drenched and soaked in vaginal lubricant as they had thrashed and squirmed under the tickling torture, their engorged clits being squeezed and stimulated between slippery vaginal lips until they passed out only to be revived for more stimulation. They were bathed by the robed women and secured to their ankle stocks awaiting further punishment when they had recovered sufficiently.
Further south in the heart of the African sub continent, in the deepest part of the African jungles, two more of the Italian girls were experiencing their first taste of the tickle terror to come as they were unbundled from the back of a jeep on which they had been lashed for a murderous journey of a thousand miles. They had been shipped from Nicola's castle across the Mediterranean on a small steamer that carried food supplies to Africa. They were landed as cargo in the small port of Said on the Tunisian coast and transferred to a large truck filled with bags of meal. They were transported 1000 miles inland through the jungle to the 'Empire' of one of Africa's last megalomaniac madman rulers, King Amalfi of Trazi. He was rich beyond imagination having the only independent diamond mine in Africa. His pastime was to torture white girls and his palace was filled with over one hundred white slave girls at any one time all held naked and displayed in many cruel and different ways . As Eva and Tania were pushed from the back of the jeep their ears were filled with the most hysterical laughter and turning in horror they saw a naked white woman pegged out onto the ground thrashing and laughing uncontrollably as two of the Kings beautiful black foot maidens sat brutally tickling the girls feet with their fingernails.
The black maidens were stunningly beautiful , fully shaven including their heads, their dark dusky skin waxed and polished . Their eyes were almond shaped and they wore a cruel smile as they continued to torment the staked out girl with their manicured and delicate feminine tickling fingers. The girl was drenched in sweat from the exertion and her pussy dribbled juice into the dusty floor which was stained in a damp pool indicating that the girl had been tickled for some considerable time.
The King's daughters Princess Mandita was responsible for organizing the torture of his slaves and the tall black Princess now came forward to inspect the purchase which had been made by her agents.
"Ah yes" she exclaimed smiling wickedly " you have done well Moussad" turning to her agent "they look eminently torturable, Nicola does produce some of the finest slaves!"
"Your Highness will be pleased, they are soft skinned Italian girls, they scream well and they are excruciatingly ticklish see.."
Moussad poked two fingers into the sides of Eva who jerked forward and let out a bellow.
" Good good, my maids will prepare them and they will be presented to the King in time once they have been tickled into obedience.. take them to be prepared.." she nodded to her servants who came round and took each girl and lashed their wrists and ankles to two poles then they were carried in traditional African captive fashion towards the slave training area from which various sounds of female suffering emerged before dispersing into the African dusk.
Eva and Tania were assigned two women tickle maidens whose job it was to maintain their arousal at all times of the training. Eva was then led away to her training ground leaving Tania with her two tormentors named Kibi and Fibi. Tania was stripped of the cloth that had acted as packaging and restraint for her entire journey . Kibi looked at her white body carefully, studying its shape and curves whilst Fibi ran her palms over some of the rounder parts of Tania's anatomy. It was very sensual and although Tania was terrified of her unknown fate she found herself unable to pull away from the smooth caress of Fibi's hands. Kibi took a small pot from a side table and stuck her finger in pulling out a small knob of perfumed grease. She looked into the eyes of her captive and smiled sweetly as she lowered her hand and very carefully took the fold of skin covering Tania's clitoris and began rolling it between her greased finger. Tania gasped with pleasure and closed her eyes as the beautifully slippery warmth of Kibi's greasy fingers gently kneaded and tickled her sensitive clitoris. She felt the tingling sensations of her sex being aroused and blood beginning to engorge the tender head of her pleasure organ. Kibi smiled, Tania was unaware that Kibi, like all the African women in King Amalfis kingdom, were denied this basic of pleasures on account of them all having been circumcised as young girls , their clitoris removed in a painful ritual that still is often the fate of millions of women around the world. perhaps because of this or maybe just because they had trained so many sex slaves, Kibi and Fibi were especially good at rendering their captives wholly strength less by the power of their sensuality. Tania certainly felt the waves of exquisite pleasure washing over her as Fibi continued to stroke her palms over her glistening body, gliding over her breasts as soft as a swans wing , making her nipples redden and enlarge, stroking her back making her weak with pleasure waves and the incredible warmth of sensations as her clit slipped and slid between Kibi's oily fingers as the perfumed fat mingled with Tania's own secretions and she headed for her first vertical orgasm. Her knees weakened and Fibi walked behind Tania and wrapped her arms around her waist letting Tania fall back into her supporting naked skin, Kibi continued and Tania shuddered as her clitoris exploded in a mind numbing orgasm and her vaginal juices flowed down her naked legs to soak the floor on which they stood. Fibi laid her down on a bed of soft jungle fern leaves and two more handmaidens entered the room with bowls of hot water , soap and towels. Two more girls appeared as Fibi and Kibi grasped one of Tania's ankles each and the other two girls held her arms, then the handmaidens washed Tania from head to foot while she was held spread out by the four women. The handmaidens ran their silky soapy fingers over Tania's body and the tickling sensations were intense.
Tania giggled and writhed against her captors but they held her firmly and she had no strength to pull away. The maidens began soaping under her arms , wriggling their fingers against her silky armpits and Tania laughed and cried out "Nooo..." but she was breathless with weakness and the girls just giggled at their squirming and wriggling target and continued to soap and stroke her naked body. They soaped her belly button and for the first time Tania bucked so hard she screamed as she couldn't bear the tickling at her navel and she pulled the girls off balance by wriggling and twisting so hard as her face contorted into an hysterical mask, squeezing her eyes together and gritting her white teeth.
The girls continued and for several minutes Tania struggled as the giggling handmaidens made the most of washing her navel. Eventually they moved on and tenderly washed her pussy and groin area paying special attention to her clitty as Tania moaned in pleasure as little soapy fingers slid and tickled over her hairless slit and engorged clitty. Her legs and knees received equal treatment but this was nothing to her desperation when they began to soap her feet. The combination of the soap and her desperate struggles to escape the tickling fingers meant she kept slipping from everyone's grasp, so two loops of rope were passed round her ankles and these were tied to two stakes in the floor. Then the screaming and the begging began as the tickling became unbearable. She had always been unable to bear having anyone touch her feet but this was so deliberately intense and yet she couldn't pass out. She peed herself laughing and the girls laughed and tickled her some more till she had no more to pee and she was crying with laughter and drooling from exhaustion. Finally her hair was washed and combed till it was dry. She was powdered from head to foot to enhance her whiteness and led out into the courtyard to be displayed with the other captives.
In all there were over 80 captive white females held in the palace. Each one was displayed in some part of the grounds. The courtyard had a shaded terrace all around and along its walls several females were strung. Each was attended by an arousal maiden and most were tied by their wrists to a cross beam in the roof so that their naked bodies were totally exposed for cruel tortures. the arousal maidens were well paid volunteers from the villages that surrounded the jungle palace and they were happy with their work which, in the main consisted of feathering their allotted captives pussy to keep them in an almost continuos state of arousal. Tania was tied to her post and immediately Fibi produced a blue exotic feather from her hair band and began stroking it along the length of Tania's vaginal lips and anus. She tried to squeeze her legs together to stop the maddening itch but found that her ankles had been restrained at each side so that she had to maintain a position on her tiptoes whilst keeping her legs wide open. And so the feathering continued, Kibi meanwhile began kissing the back of Tania's neck with light little kisses as soft as a butterfly's wing, but increasing in intensity as her mouth moved around her lower neck and shoulders.
Tania could hear more giggling and laughter. She looked around but it took her eyes some time to adjust to the brilliance of the sunlit courtyard compared to the shade of the covered way in which she was suspended. Other white girls were there. Around the edges of the courtyard girls were tied and tickled gently to prolong their torture . every now and then the laughter would become more desperate as a maiden intensified her tickling caress or a new part of the girls ordeal became apparent. Tania could see a girl in the distance whose feet were tied to a horizontal pole and two tame leopards were lazily licking her feet causing her to writhe and scream softly. She was obviously close to exhaustion but the leopards didn't care as they lazily licked the salt from their squirming and desperate captives toes. The feather maiden meanwhile remained with her feather stroking the girls dripping vagina. As the maddening feather stroked up and down her slit it glistened as the sun caught on the shiny liquid which coated the feather but still kept up its impossible tickle torment.
In the center of the courtyard spread-eagled and tied to stakes in the ground lay a naked sweating girl. Her feather maiden dipped her feather in a pot of watery honey then dragged it across her captives tummy painting a trail of sticky sweetness' across her midriff then watching her captive squirm and writhe as a host of small tickling ants crawled across the trail . By the late evening the girl was covered in honey and ants and the insects of the night were descending in swarms on their sweet and sticky prey.
Across the courtyard several pairs of female feet poked out from a box in which five hot and sweating girls were secured, their soles outside the box pointing up to the midday sun gently roasting in the African heat. Their only respite being the feather maidens oiling their ticklish soles with white cream and grease teasing their soles with tickling fingers. They were laughing and panting begging for the tickling to stop, for them to be brought into the shade. The girls could drink as much water as they wished from a hose that continually dripped into the box . But the feather maidens just carried on tickling their feet, oblivious to the pleading and giggling as they tickled and told each other stories.
Two more girls were secured to the ground and while the feather maidens tickled their pussies a group of trained chimpanzees tickled their outstretched armpits. The girls were frantic as the chimps seemed to enjoy their work and appeared aware of the sensations they were causing. The girls had tears running down their faces with laughter as the chimps relentlessly tickled the girls .They dug their furry cunning fingers into the soft flesh or scraped their nails teasingly over the naked armpits until the girls were hysterical with laughter.
She now saw Eva, her friend, tied to a bamboo frame, squirming and laughing as six or seven handmaidens licked her body into a tickle frenzy, whilst one sucked on her clitoris.
Clearly she had been treated to the same tickle torments as her friend, her body glistened with sweat and there was a damp patch on the ground below her where she had peed herself laughing.
Kibi moved round and Fibi slipped a pair of small Ivory balls into Tania's wet vagina which rubbed and knocked together every time she move or squirmed sending deep soft pleasurable tickling sensations from within her sensitive ****. Then Fibi recommenced her feathering whilst Kibi began sucking her earlobes and poking her soft wet tongue into Tania's ears. It tickled her so much she began laughing aloud and pulling away , but Kibi simply waited a few seconds then did it again .
It was early evening and the girls had been tickle tortured for several hours, and whilst they had screamed at their captors to stop, and they had torn at their bonds in a desperate attempt to get away from their tormentors fingers and feathers, nevertheless their womanly bodies tingled with sexual excitement, wanted or not, and they were all dripping with lubrication as a result of the enforced sexual torture. It was for exactly this reason that they had been made to endure such torment as Princess Mandita now made clear..
" now that you are all prepared I am delighted to announce that you will become the Kings pleasure slaves for this evening. Your preparation has been carefully engineered to bring you to a state of high excitement in order to please his most gracious majesty King Amalfi of Trazi. Your personal guards will now bring you to his Majesty's pleasure chambers where you will entertain the King by being what we call Tickle Fucked.."
".. for the new girls here I will briefly explain the procedure so that there is no unnecessary whimpering when we are before the King, first, you will be held in special positions and you will continue to be tickled to entertain his Majesty with your special pleadings, then each of you will be selected to perform for his Majesty. This means you will be hung by your wrists over the Kings most wonderful manhood, and your legs will be held outstretched by the Kings own tickle maidens. It is to be hoped that by then your pussies will be so wet and ready that when you are lowered you will not split on my masters enormous tool..." Mandita stopped and smiled a cruel smile as she watched the faces of the captured women picturing their fate. " ..once you are 'spitted' then the tickle maidens will commence a gradual but increasingly intense tickle torture across your whole body making you writhe and wriggle most delightfully on the Kings mighty organ, no mercy will be shown and you will only be released once the King had exploded his hot seed inside so it is in your interests to give the King much pleasure that only a woman can give.
The King will then witness certain entertainment's and when he is ready again he will call for the next girl and so on until he is satisfied for the night.
Only then will you be taken back to your cells where you will rest until called upon to perform again. Many girls come to like it, only a few have gone completely insane and had to be thrown to the lions."
The women shuddered with horror at their fate as they were lead away by their guards to the Kings Tickle Torture chamber to be Tickle Fucked for entertainment.
The room was laid out in a circle with the women's feet mainly being locked in stocks that were set in a circle around a huge bed. The guards knelt by the captives feet and began gently tickling their captives feet until the room was filled with the sound of giggling and laughter.
At one end of the room two enormous gold curtains swung open and a bower made of dark mahogany and embossed with gold leaf and rich silks was carried into the room by twelve enormous male slaves, naked and oiled. Each was adorned only with a long pointed goose feather , dyed red, and hung from his penis by a thin silk thread.
Lying sprawled across the top of the bower in the fashion of a Roman Emperor was a huge man, beyond fat, his black naked skin gleaming in the soft lights of the room, his head, shaved and gleaming was almost twice the size of the big men who carried him, his torso and legs were more like a small elephant than a human and , lying between his legs and being carefully oiled and licked by maidens was the largest set of genitalia that any of the captive women had ever seen . A group of small naked women attended him one feeding him grapes, the others engaged in licking, sucking and tickling the enormous organ which stood proudly forward of the torso, its big veins and arteries visibly pumping blood to maintain its hard state and a purple head that was being waxed and polished by giggling chattering tickle maids. Each tickle maid had a similar red goose feather dangling between their legs secured to two ivory balls which were cunningly inserted into their vaginas which, as they moved and squeezed rolled deliciously inside creating waves of pleasure. King Amalfi of Trazi, also smiling as the licking and tickling of his enormous dick and balls continued, held on of the women by her wrists with one big hand locking her backwards over his huge frame and making her cackle with insane laughter as he ferociously tickled her belly with his other hand.
The Kings bower was carefully lowered onto the massive bed and music began from a small group of court musicians who always accompanied an evenings ticklish hysteria with a matching cacophony of sound to match the hysterical laughing and screaming of the tickled girls which was to come.
The twelve men spread around the room each taking one of the captives. They were all big men all completely shaved of body hair in the same way as the king and with large polished dicks, if not quite the size of the Kings own. Most had unhooked their feathers and were amusing themselves beside their allotted captive by stroking them with their feathers. Tania , who was giggling and gasping from the attentions of Fibi and Kibi who were gently stroking the soles of her feet managed to look up into the cruel eyes of one of the men. He took her bound wrists in one hand and lifted them above her head and then proceeded to enjoy tickling Tania's armpits until she was wriggling and squirming beyond control unable to speak as the fingers tickled her pits.
The room filled with sounds of hysterical laughing and screaming and then subsided briefly as Princess Mandita entered with her own escort of Tickle Maids to select the first girl to be Tickle Fucked.
" Your most Excellent Majesty.." she began " these women have been specially selected and trained to fulfil their duty to you as loyal and willing subjects to satisfy your most Gracious Majesty's pleasures.. I am pleased to say that we have two new fresh Italian captives for you .. bought from our good friend and supplier Countess Nicola Kolstoiova and specially shipped and prepared to await your command.." She paused and looked at the King who smiled a cruel smile and raised one of his big hands in a gesture for Mandita to continue..
Mandita turned to Tania " I think we will begin with you girl.." she said pointing at Tania and signaling to the guards to have her brought over.
Kibi and Fibi unlocked the stocks securing Tania's feet and she was picked up and carried gently in the arms of the big bearer to a spot at the edge of the great bed. Tania could smell the strange and exotic perfumes and scents that came from the King and was totally entranced by the spectacle of his enormous penis. Mandita held a cup of spiced wine to Tania's lips and she drank without question then her bound wrists were secured to a silk rope which came down from the ceiling and her arms were pulled up to leave her standing on tip toes, naked and white and vulnerable to the tickling fingers which would ravage her body over the next hour.
The King leant forward and admired Tania. She was indeed a beautiful looking girl with soft light brown hair that cascaded over her shoulders. Soft dark brown eyes were offset with a full mouth and lips which had been slightly made up to give her a moist pout. Her breasts were soft and full but firm and her pale nipples were semi erect from the stroking and tickling which had aroused her all day. Her armpits were creamy smooth and their little hollows showed only the slightest pinkish glow where cunning feminine fingers had stroked and tickled earlier in the day, her wrists tapered to small nice hands that would be capable of arousing any male organ lucky enough to have these cool female fingers wrap around it. Her waist was nicely tapered and she wasn't too thin having full womanly curves in her sides, her waist and strong hips. Her totally hairless mons veneris was nice and plump and their was just the tip of her little folds of skin showing as a small slit below her padded mons tempting the eye to the pleasures under and between her legs in that little V shape at the center of a woman's body. Her thighs were slightly moist from her secretions and her knees were dimpled leading to a tapered set of ankles and small beautifully manicured white marble feet with soft toes and excruciatingly ticklish soles.
Slowly but surely she was hoisted off the ground by the rope and lifted over the body of the King who now rolled over onto his back propped by large silk cushions. He released the maid he had been tickling and she and the other maidens reached for Tania and began positioning her. Her ankles were grasped by cool fingers and gently pulled apart. Loops of silk rope hung down from the ceiling on either side and her ankles were placed in these which were then raised spreading and separating her legs, her pussy was a long creamy slit with full outer lips and smaller inner lips, her clit was only just encased in a little folded hood, but was again swelling with anticipation as her sex was put on full display by the forced opening and tying of her legs. She now dangled over the King in the fashion of an upturned Y as she was slowly lowered towards the King and the enormous prong on which she would be impaled. Two of the tickle maidens positioned themselves at either side and began kissing her feet, soft delicate little kisses on the tops and sides of her feet.
Tania closed her eyes and moaned with pleasure as the kisses continued around her feet then up her ankles and down to her toes.
Meanwhile two more girls had moved in-between her legs and began gently kissing her inner thighs moving down to her knees, kissing the backs of her knees, she squirmed as the little kisses began to tickle her in her most sensitive spots. Another girl began kissing her bottom , just touching the flesh, feeling the little downy hairs making her bum tingle and jingle as the tickling kisses intensified, two more girls began kissing her sides, drifting their slightly opened mouths over her taut skin up to her delicious armpits and down her flanks to her hips.
A trapeze bar appeared in front of her and one of the girls jumped onto it , looping her knees over the bar and then hanging upside down as she was positioned in front of Tania's face. The girl pulled Tania's head slightly forward with her outstretched hands and planted a warm delicate kiss on her lips , her flowery spicy scent heavy in the air. She began to kiss her full on the lips letting her tongue just tickle round Tania's lips, another trapeze girl was lowered behind her to plant delicious kisses all over her back. Tania laughed and writhed as the tickling sensations mixed with orgasmic pleasure and her pussy juices began to drip down onto the Kings twitching organ. Finally a girl dragged a long blue ostrich feather across her pussy and puckered asshole, flicking her sensitive flesh and making her jump and giggle.
The girls at her feet began to suck and lick her toes causing her to shudder and wriggle slightly, and the silk rope began to lower onto the giant penis below. As the tip approached her now open slit, the King reached up and guided her onto the point and then the rope was lowered further. Tania gasped as the hot tip slipped between her oiled pussy lips and began to push its way into her. She gasped and wriggled as the huge head of the Kings prick was slowly swallowed and her flesh was stretched tight pulling back the hood onto her clitoris. She could feel the warmth of the organ inside her now and the veins pulsing inside the velvet smooth vaginal passage, she would surely split in two as her vagina opened and stretched further to accommodate its new guest. The kissing girls began to intensify their torments by licking and sucking as the King raised his hands and quickly ran his fingers down her sides. Tania bolted as the tickling sensations broke, she shouted and the King laughed as he began to tickle her sides furiously causing her to try and arch away, wriggling and squirming as she shrieked and laughed out loud. The rope was lowered further and she forgot the pain that was being caused by the mighty organ stretching her pussy as many small cunning female finger began to tickle her body from all directions. She thrashed around in her bonds trying to escape the exquisite tickle torture but she was firmly impaled on the Kings penis and her wrists and ankles were held taut by the silk ropes. Her laughter became hysterical now and the court musicians began to build their music up to a frenzy. The King had not had a fuck like this in ages and could barely contain his pleasure as he and the tickle maidens kept up their sadistic tickle torture on the thrashing, twisting, laughing, hysterical naked woman that danced on the end of his knob. The other girls, secured in their stocks around the room had watched the scene transfixed by the sensuousness of it all but were brought laughingly back to reality as their own tickle maids began to tickle their secured feet, and the men ran their fingers over their bodies until the room was filled with sweet noise of tickled women laughing hysterically, mingled with begging for the tickling to stop and gasping for air amidst giggling tickle maidens and laughing men with huge erections that stood upright almost to their chests such was their hardness. Princess Mandita signaled that the men could proceed to have their way and the captive women were almost immediately taken from behind by huge hard shafts, whilst being insanely tickled by their captors.
But Tania was oblivious to all around her now. She had never known such powerful sensations as she shrieked and writhed under the Kings tickling fingers and the tickle torture of the maids. The two girls at her feet were now running their fingers over her soles and licking between her toes. An orgasm of immense force began to build in her and her pussy began to spasm and suck at the giant knob which had penetrated deep and hard against her battered cervix, the King groaned and closed his eyes as Tania's **** seemed to take on a life of its own and pull his giant prick inside then grip it so tightly that he bellowed out loud like a giant elephant as both their orgasms were suddenly released with such power that Tania gave an almost death like scream before passing out with pleasure as her body shook with a tickle orgasm of atomic proportions.
The music slowed to a gentle rhythmic beat as men and women orgasmed around the room. The tickle maids reverting to a gentler stroking and tickling of the feet keeping the girls writhing and giggling, but not screaming laughter.
The Kings own maidens were wiping his brow and greasing his aching balls as Tania slowly came round from her swoon, still gently swaying and squeezing the big dick as it slowly deflated inside her whilst giving little shudders of pleasure of aftershock.
Tania was hauled up by her ropes and the giant cock plopped out of her gaping ****, and then lowered onto the bed and the Kings tickle maids rewarded her by recommencing the sensual kissing all over her body whilst cool oil and lotion was lovingly rubbed into her pussy. The King was taken back to his private chambers by the bearers still carrying their genital feathers, and the eleven women were released from their stocks. All were exhausted and Mandita left instructions for them to be watered and left to sleep and to recover before their tickle torture could recommence. Tania was carried back to her cell with Eva, accompanied by Fibi and Kibi, to be patched up in case the King called for her again.
Moussad slipped away quietly into the dark African night. He had a journey back to Iraq, and the promise of two American girls. The Prince would be finished with them now and they could be bought or traded for a few thousand dollars. He would arrange for them to be rested for a few weeks at his special hidden camp, maybe fucked, no, he wouldn't fuck his stock, then brought down here to Trazi. The King liked American women, particularly ticklish ones and he would get a good price.
Meanwhile, a large Chinese freighter was nearing the end of the Suez canal and making ready for crossing the Indian ocean. A redheaded white girl slept, her body increasingly covered with little red marks stirred uneasily in her sleep perhaps at her torments still to come.
But that's another story......
Greenfeather
Continued in Part III (Funnily enough…)
