Part 2
EAAHH! H.M. screamed. Queen La jumped back startled. Her look of surprise quickly faded. "My my your jumpy, I was just going to loosen your head".H.M.'s face wrinkled with anger "Why am I chained up? A slave can't be much use all bound up like this". "This is for my protection. Perhaps in the future if you behave, I'll loosen you up a bit". The queen released his head strap, and propped his head up with a pillow. "Comfy?"
"Actually no. I'm stripped to my shorts and tied to a table in the jungle with a stranger about to do god knows what to me!" The queen got up, listening but unaffected by his words. She walked to wall, and grabbed thick red handkerchief.
Calmly, she gagged HM right as he was talking.
"First of all, I told you I'm Queen La, you will address me as "my Queen". Second, you're going to shut your big mouth for a second and calmly ask your questions in a civil manner, or so help me your suffering will be far worse than you can imagine. I'm going to take your gag out now, and you will ask your questions. Nod if you understand".
HM feebly nodded with a look of nervous fear in his eyes. The gag was removed. "What are you going to do to me?" "Simple my dear, I'm going to tickle you". "ti-tickle me? Why?" The Queen's aloof attitude quickly sank into one of grief."My love, Tarzan, has been gone for months. I fear him dead. I have decided to move on, and find someone new". "Well I'm sorry for your loss, but that doesn't explain why you are going to tickle me?".
"Of course it does. I need to see if your worthy of my devotion". The queen's eyes gazed over his near nude body, slim but toned. "Whoever I am to spend eternity with needs to be able to withstand the brutal tickle rape of their whole being. I'm not just going to stimulate their body; their minds will strain under a cloud of laughter and mental turmoil!" She screamed wickedly.
HM's puzzled expression quickly changed to one of rebellion. "Give me your best shot, I'm not afraid of you!" La's eyes faded from their power drunk glaze to a mischievous piercing glaze. "I'd be glad to". The Queen walked toward the bed slowly and seductively, her long hair swaying around her ass and nipples. She secured his head down and climbed on top of his stomach at a tantalizingly slow speed. "Hn-nn-ugh" HM muttered, his face twitching from the gentle touch."hwOAAAH!" La slid her silky smooth leg over his belly. She was now sitting on his stomach, his bare upper body splayed, ready to be thrashed.
The Queen slowly lowered her hands, fingers scratching at the air. "OH! HE! AH! OO! She began lightly poking his torso all over. "Who's your queen?" HM's face winced, his eyes scrunched shut, teeth bared in a big grin. "Is...HA...is that...EYAH...All...you got?" The Queen smiled with cruelty. Her hands rise up again, her fingers scratching the air wildly. They slowly stopped skittering until they were absolutely still. Her arms remained frozen in the air like this for a few moments but what seemed like hours to HM. His eyes watched the hands in petrification. Suddenly, they darted to his armpits.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHA! OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD!"
He exclaimed with his eyes bulging, mouth wide open in a smile. The queen's hands had dug deep into his pits, scribbling furiously across the hollows. HM screamed and screamed, his agony lost in the sounds of the jungle. His body tried to buck and rock, but the straps him immobilized. His fists were tightly clenched, his toes scrunched, feet shaking. "READY TO GIVE UP?" Queen La yelled over his laughter.
In between his screams and gasp for air, he managed to squeak out two words:" f...f..ff.f.fuck..y.yy.y.you". The queen continued her assault on his pits unfazed. "My my, that mouth is getting you into trouble again. We'll just have to give him a time out." She stopped her arms for a minute, instead using her lovely, tanned toes to dig into his sides. HM saw her reach for the handkerchief. His eyes widened yet again "FU-MMPH!MMM!" his screams of distress muffled. The Queen resumed her place on his armpits again, but kept her toes at work on his ribs. She kept this up for a few more minutes, until she felt a hard bump against her backside. She noticed HM was getting quite excited by all this. La turned around, her shapely ass resting right in front of HM's nipples.
"You naughty boy! Well I guess we'll just have to punish you for this. The queen looked down at his belly. Taut and firm, she twirled some of her flowing hair into a stiff braid. HM couldn't see anything except the Queen's ass, which wasn't helping his situation below the belt. Suddenly he felt something soft and feathery jammed into his belly button. His whole body jumped slightly, as much as his bonds would allow, and then returned to it's position. He was beginning to feel light headed. The Queen noticed this. "Aww, running out of steam already? I guess I'll have to jump right to the big finale". She gently flicked his rock hard penis, causing him to whimper in ecstasy though his gag.
HM's face pined with curiosity and dread. The Queen got to her knees at his feet, giving them each a quick skitter with her nails, and HM more muffled screams. Before he could recover from it, he felt a warm, wet sensation in his belly button. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPH! UMMMMMMPH! She'd stuck her tongue in it! Her tongue twisted and twirled, slipping and sliding like a fish right out of the water. HM had no way of expressing these strange, extreme sensations save his muffled squeals and eyes screwed shut, which tears had started streaming from.
She took breaks occasionally, nibbling and kissing the rest of his belly, but always returned to the hollow with her wriggling slimy tongue. She even poured some wine into it and slurped and licked it out a few times. This went on and on, until HM didn't even know what was happening, like how one's mind become just before slumber. La got up and wiped her mouth.
After ungagging her captive, she had discovered he had faded into a tickle trance long ago." He..heheh...aha..*giggle* heehee". His face was beet red, tears streaming down them. Still laughing and giggling, a babbling sweaty mess. The Queen released his restraints, HM not even realizing due to his incoherent stupor. She planted a kiss on his right sole, HM letting out a large yelp.
The Queen walked to her own bed. She sat down with a skin full of oil, and rubbed down her own feet. Slick and shiny at first, she spent a few minutes rubbing it into the skin, letting out small, quiet moans throughout. It was time for bed.
The next morning, HM woke up clueless. It took a moment to remember what had transpired. The kidnapping, the tickling. He noticed that he didn't have on any restraints. It was then he noticed Queen La, eating a breakfast of fruit and wine. His first instinct was to attack. Scanning the room, he noticed his rifle on the floor. Quietly picking it up, He assumed the position for a butt smash and snuck up behind the queen, in position for a grab.
As he inched closer, his foot cracked a small branch on the floor. Queen La swiftly turned and grabbed the rifle. As she raised it up, so did HM's Arms. He could easily overpower her, but she had dexterity on her side. La amazingly raising her leg up to HM's arm, wiggling her toes into his armpits. He laughed and buckled, La executing a leg sweep with HM ending up on his back. She quickly trussed his feet up with vine that was lying nearby. La raised her hand above his feet, and extended a single index finger with long sharp nail centimeters away from his sole.
"Such a naughty boy. Are you going to behave this time?" HM's made a sour look and nodded. "Good". La got the restraints and had him properly bound within minutes his hands tied behind him, and at the ankles. La helped him hop over to a branch coming into the hut from outside. She motioned him to lay down with his feet in the air, He complied. HM's bound feet were hoisted up, hanging taut from the branch. This wasn't so bad he thought. "This is my punishment?" "Humph, of course not!" Suddenly HM felt a cold splash on his sole. "AHHH! What was that?"."Your punishment. I'm going out hunting, so I can't play with you today". "EAHHH!" another drip hit his bare sole. "No you can't leave me like this!". The Queen relished in the alarmed look in his face. "Consent to be my slave, and address me as "My Queen".
"FUCK YOU!" He barked in defiance. The Queen shook her head coyly. "That mouth keeps getting you into trouble." As another freezing drop of water exploded onto his naked arch, she retrieved the all too familiar handkerchief from the table and bent down towards his head. "NO NO NMMMPH!"He remarked as the same fearful expression returned to his face.
"Now I should be back in about 6 hours or so. This type of torture won't zap your energy, just your resolve, so I can play with you plenty tonight my little prisoner! Ta Ta!" and with that, she leaped from the hut to the ground below. HM mulled this over in his head as the maddening droplets hit his soft size nines."Mmhmhmhmph" He whimpered, as he just began to grasp how long the next 6 hours would be.
