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Part 7 of my story.
THE REH'TAEF
by clean_kitchen
7: LOTS OF LAUGHS
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"Ah, I trust you had a good rest, Senator," Count Dooku greeted Amidala as she was led into the room. This was a different room than the one she had been in the night before. the room was empty except for Count Dooku, Nute Gunray, a couple of guards, and a table with a contraption that was surely meant for her.
"What's Gunray doing here?" she wondered to herself. It figured that he would be in on this. She hated the thought of being tortured in front of him, knowing the satisfaction he must get from watching her suffer. "Talk about adding insult to injury."
Notably absent were the Reh'taef. Count Dooku sensed her question about her would-be ticklers.
"Don't worry, your friends will join us shortly." He motioned to the guards. "Prepare her for the day's festivities."
The guards removed her pajama pants and bound her arms tightly behind her back at the wrists and elbows. They led her to the table where she sat on the end. A padded belt connected to the end of the table was fastened around her waist.
"Are you enjoying your stay with us?" asked Dooku as the guards rolled what looked like two poles with padded loops at the tops.
"Lots of laughs," replied Amidala as her ankles were secured in the loops at the tops of the poles. The poles were locked in place, and she was now completely immobile from her waist to her ankles with her arms strapped behind her back.
The door to the room opened and in walked the two Reh'taef. Amidala assessed her situation and knew that they were going to tickle her legs. Part of her was glad that her upper body would get a rest, but part of her was nervous. She knew what it felt like to be tickled under her arms, but nobody had ever tickled her legs. Judging from last night, however, she had no doubt that it was going to tickle -- a lot.
"Shall we begin?" asked the Count.
"Bring it on," defied the helpless senator. Gunray was going to get to see these things tickle her, but she wouldn't let him see how nervous she was.
And bring it on they did. The Reh'taef stood on either side of Amidala and traced their delicate, elongated fingers along her slender legs. Each used one hand on top and one hand underneath.
"AAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!..."
Amidala fell back on the table and tossed from side to side, but her legs did not move. Up and down and up and down those horrible digits wriggled on her sensitive thighs and calves. She forgot where she was and just laughed, trying in vain to avoid the tickling.
Dooku was enjoying this, but not as much as Nute Gunray. He realized as he watched last night that this was the perfect torture for one such as Amidala. He was growing to love the sound of her hysterical laughter.
"WOAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!..."
The creatures had now changed tactics and were wiggling their fingers in place on the backs of her thighs and claves. It looked to Gunray as if there was a grey fire under Amidala's legs, licking at her skin. He wondered if a real fire could have elicited so strong a response from its victim. She shrieked and sqealed and laughed as she had done the night before, her torso bouncing on the table as much as her bonds would allow.
"Let her rest," commanded Dooku, and the Reh'taef stopped instantly. Amidala lay on the table, chest heaving, still giggling from the tickling sensations.
"I sense that your Jedi friend has taken our bait," Dooku whispered in her ear. "You are doing a splendid job, my dear."
She didn't want to think about it. She knew that she was helping lure Aniken to this fiend, but there was nothing she could do about it. His taunting just made her mad.
"Just shut up and tickle me." she said sharply.
"As you wish," sighed Dooku, nodding to the creatures.
This time only one of the creatures approached her. It stood between her legs, facing her and danced it's tickling fingers on the insides of her thighs. The effect was a steady gale of laughter that left the senator breathless. The creature stopped. Amidala raised her head just in time to see the fingers return to her inner thighs and tickle her again. Another steady stream of staccato laughter.
Dooku watched the Reh'taef with admiration. This could not be going better.
[to be continued .... next: Finding Neebo]
THE REH'TAEF
by clean_kitchen
7: LOTS OF LAUGHS
-----------------
"Ah, I trust you had a good rest, Senator," Count Dooku greeted Amidala as she was led into the room. This was a different room than the one she had been in the night before. the room was empty except for Count Dooku, Nute Gunray, a couple of guards, and a table with a contraption that was surely meant for her.
"What's Gunray doing here?" she wondered to herself. It figured that he would be in on this. She hated the thought of being tortured in front of him, knowing the satisfaction he must get from watching her suffer. "Talk about adding insult to injury."
Notably absent were the Reh'taef. Count Dooku sensed her question about her would-be ticklers.
"Don't worry, your friends will join us shortly." He motioned to the guards. "Prepare her for the day's festivities."
The guards removed her pajama pants and bound her arms tightly behind her back at the wrists and elbows. They led her to the table where she sat on the end. A padded belt connected to the end of the table was fastened around her waist.
"Are you enjoying your stay with us?" asked Dooku as the guards rolled what looked like two poles with padded loops at the tops.
"Lots of laughs," replied Amidala as her ankles were secured in the loops at the tops of the poles. The poles were locked in place, and she was now completely immobile from her waist to her ankles with her arms strapped behind her back.
The door to the room opened and in walked the two Reh'taef. Amidala assessed her situation and knew that they were going to tickle her legs. Part of her was glad that her upper body would get a rest, but part of her was nervous. She knew what it felt like to be tickled under her arms, but nobody had ever tickled her legs. Judging from last night, however, she had no doubt that it was going to tickle -- a lot.
"Shall we begin?" asked the Count.
"Bring it on," defied the helpless senator. Gunray was going to get to see these things tickle her, but she wouldn't let him see how nervous she was.
And bring it on they did. The Reh'taef stood on either side of Amidala and traced their delicate, elongated fingers along her slender legs. Each used one hand on top and one hand underneath.
"AAHHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!..."
Amidala fell back on the table and tossed from side to side, but her legs did not move. Up and down and up and down those horrible digits wriggled on her sensitive thighs and calves. She forgot where she was and just laughed, trying in vain to avoid the tickling.
Dooku was enjoying this, but not as much as Nute Gunray. He realized as he watched last night that this was the perfect torture for one such as Amidala. He was growing to love the sound of her hysterical laughter.
"WOAHHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! PLEASE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!..."
The creatures had now changed tactics and were wiggling their fingers in place on the backs of her thighs and claves. It looked to Gunray as if there was a grey fire under Amidala's legs, licking at her skin. He wondered if a real fire could have elicited so strong a response from its victim. She shrieked and sqealed and laughed as she had done the night before, her torso bouncing on the table as much as her bonds would allow.
"Let her rest," commanded Dooku, and the Reh'taef stopped instantly. Amidala lay on the table, chest heaving, still giggling from the tickling sensations.
"I sense that your Jedi friend has taken our bait," Dooku whispered in her ear. "You are doing a splendid job, my dear."
She didn't want to think about it. She knew that she was helping lure Aniken to this fiend, but there was nothing she could do about it. His taunting just made her mad.
"Just shut up and tickle me." she said sharply.
"As you wish," sighed Dooku, nodding to the creatures.
This time only one of the creatures approached her. It stood between her legs, facing her and danced it's tickling fingers on the insides of her thighs. The effect was a steady gale of laughter that left the senator breathless. The creature stopped. Amidala raised her head just in time to see the fingers return to her inner thighs and tickle her again. Another steady stream of staccato laughter.
Dooku watched the Reh'taef with admiration. This could not be going better.
[to be continued .... next: Finding Neebo]
