The large room was silent except for what sounded like muffled whimpers and cries from the lone individual standing in the center of the spacious chamber. The woman in question was curiously silent for a person who made her living talking on TV. The woman's name was Brooke Baldwin, the tall CNN news anchor. She could not talk due to a form-fitting gag that only allowed her to emit smothered responses of total fear.
Brooke was completely nude with her arms bound to secure brackets above her head, keeping her arms in a fixed touchdown signal in a football game. Her ankles were fastened to an iron spreader bat that her legs apart with a span of about two feet. She struggled but her efforts were proving impossible.
She heard a sound from behind her and her struggles doubled as she saw four women now standing before her. They smiled with a grin that was hellish to see as they looked over her nude form.
"Hello, Miss Baldwin," said a slender redhead now gazing at her. "I am sure you are concerned about why you are here. I used your cell phone to contact CNN and told them you were taking a few personal days. They bought what I told them. I also called your new husband posing as your assistant and informed him you were covering a story and would not be available to chat for a few days. Like most men, he is stupid and swallowed my story hook, line and sinker."
Brooke was stunned as well as scared to death. She doubled her efforts to break her restraints but it was futile.
"Relax, Slave Brooke." said a slender brunette who smiled evilly. "I would stop squirming if I were you. Besides, you will soon be squirming a great deal so take it easy."
Brooke stopped. Did she hear the woman right? Slave Brooke? It was not possible. The woman seemed to read her mind.
"You heard right. You are Slave Brooke now. Not only are you Slave Brooke, you have the distinct honor of being Slave Brooke Baldwin: Tickle Slave. Hope you love to laugh and squirm!"
Brooke almost fainted. She could feel her ticklish underarms cringe and her unbearably ticklish thighs quivered. They could'nt tickle her! They would not dare tickle her! Her fear increased as she saw the women move toward her, wearing smiles like demons in the nethermost regions of hell! Brooke was incredibly ticklish and these four women were about to destroy her sanity! (more later)
Brooke was completely nude with her arms bound to secure brackets above her head, keeping her arms in a fixed touchdown signal in a football game. Her ankles were fastened to an iron spreader bat that her legs apart with a span of about two feet. She struggled but her efforts were proving impossible.
She heard a sound from behind her and her struggles doubled as she saw four women now standing before her. They smiled with a grin that was hellish to see as they looked over her nude form.
"Hello, Miss Baldwin," said a slender redhead now gazing at her. "I am sure you are concerned about why you are here. I used your cell phone to contact CNN and told them you were taking a few personal days. They bought what I told them. I also called your new husband posing as your assistant and informed him you were covering a story and would not be available to chat for a few days. Like most men, he is stupid and swallowed my story hook, line and sinker."
Brooke was stunned as well as scared to death. She doubled her efforts to break her restraints but it was futile.
"Relax, Slave Brooke." said a slender brunette who smiled evilly. "I would stop squirming if I were you. Besides, you will soon be squirming a great deal so take it easy."
Brooke stopped. Did she hear the woman right? Slave Brooke? It was not possible. The woman seemed to read her mind.
"You heard right. You are Slave Brooke now. Not only are you Slave Brooke, you have the distinct honor of being Slave Brooke Baldwin: Tickle Slave. Hope you love to laugh and squirm!"
Brooke almost fainted. She could feel her ticklish underarms cringe and her unbearably ticklish thighs quivered. They could'nt tickle her! They would not dare tickle her! Her fear increased as she saw the women move toward her, wearing smiles like demons in the nethermost regions of hell! Brooke was incredibly ticklish and these four women were about to destroy her sanity! (more later)
