Ok fans, time for a new series. This is the final series before the Phase 4 ending series The Deputy and The Outlaw: Sacrifice begins. This is Darby's focused series, and I hope you enjoy this 8 part series. This series is of course about the star of the entire saga, Deputy Darby Reeves. There will be several story threads woven together and setting up for the phase ending series. I did really enjoy writing this series because Darby is such an awesome character. She is the "Captain America" of the saga and she will get pushed. I am excited about her adventures and I hope you are too. Thank you for coming along on this ride and I hope this series doesn't disappoint! As always, your comments are much encouraged and welcomed. On to part 1!!!
PART 1
Time: Summer 1889 (concurrent with Outlaw for Hire 2 – Rivalry Renewed)
It was morning time in Plotsville and the sun started to shine through the window of a woman’s house. The warm rays struck the woman’s face, and it caused her to open her eyes. The temperature was already rising inside the room, and Chief Deputy Darby Reeves woke up. She looked around her room and then to her left in her bed. She took a deep breath and then let out a sigh. It was just recently that someone else occupied that space. As her eyes started to come into focus, she thought about the recent visit by the woman she loved dearly, La Diabla. Spending time with her this past weekend was something she would never forget. It was the first time they had made love to one another in her own house. It would have happened several months ago, but Thalia Laskaris ruined that plan. She wished she could feel her warmth, and her love at the moment. The realization that her lover was now in Mexico, made her heart sad. Darby wished she could hug her and kiss her good morning. She then started to rise from her bed and stretched her body. “I guess I should get up now.” she told herself.
Darby then moved the blanket off her legs and then moved her legs off the bed and planted her big, barefeet on the floor. The floor felt warm on her soles, and she knew today was going to be a hot one. She also had to get ready to report for duty at the Sheriff’s station. She managed to have a few days off because La Diabla, Cheyenne, and Molly had come to visit her. She really did enjoy the company of Cheyenne and Molly and was thrilled that they got to see Plotsville. She still wished La Diabla could walk around the town, but with her past crimes in the town, that would never happen. She walked over to her mirror and could see her hair was a mess. That made her laugh, and she started to fix it. She knew today was going to be a very busy day. There seemed to be a small spike in crime in Plotsville, and she knew her fellow deputies were working extra shifts. She felt bad, but she wanted to stay with her friends and spend that special time with the lady that she loved. She walked over to her bathroom and washed herself. Her focus started to come together. It was time for her to get back to work and help the good citizens of Plotsville. After washing up, she put on her clothes, which consisted of her red and white flannel shirt, her trusty blue jeans, and her brown cowboy boots. She placed her white hat on her head and got her guns. She looked at herself one more time in the mirror and nodded her head. “Time to get back to work. I am sure Salem, and the gals are arriving in Mexico and will have a great time. I miss them already. Please be safe, Salem. Please don’t cause trouble either. Hehehe” she giggled to herself, then left her home.
Darby mounted her horse and headed to the Sheriff’s station. She was looking forward to getting back with her fellow deputies, and especially with her apprentice, Becky Lockhart. She felt bad for Becky. There was a recent spree of break-ins where someone, most likely a small woman, had been breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and tickle torturing them until they gave up their valuable jewels. When she heard the story from Becky, it stunned her that it was happening. It was even more stunning when Becky told her what happened at Donna Prescott’s house. Becky was supposed to keep Donna safe while her parents were in Boston for business. It seemed the tickling thief had broken in, captured both Becky and Donna and poor Becky was tickled tortured in front of Donna. Donna ended up giving up a valuable ruby to the thief and she blamed Becky for everything. That bothered her because she knew just how hard Becky worked, and she had to be mortified that she was tortured. Darby promised to help Becky solve this case of a tickling thief and that way, the woman around Plotsville could be safe. She knew how horrific that kind of torture was. It was her own greatest weakness. Some really tough criminal women delighted in finding all of her ticklish spots and she lost many battles against them. The thought of other women getting tortured like that broke her heart and she could definitely empathize with them. “Those poor ladies. We have to find this thief!” she thought to herself as she continued to ride her horse.
As she rode her horse, she passed by Gertrude Billington’s house. She smiled when she saw the house because so many fun things happened in that same home. Gertrude was such a friendly citizen, and she considered her a friend. She grew close to the woman, especially after the ordeal they faced in Ciudad Del Reina. She was happy that Gertrude got to spend time at Phoebe Wellington’s mansion with the other ladies and it was such a great time. She adored Gertrude but also feared her a little. Whenever she visited Gertrude’s home, she knew the chances of something interesting would happen to her. Gertrude absolutely loved tickling a woman’s feet. She suffered a few times under those tickling fingers. She was very skilled, and she laughed hard each time. She even learned a toe tickling technique from the woman and thanked her for that lesson. A funny memory came to mind because there was one particular woman she wanted to see getting her feet tickled by Gertrude. That was her lover, La Diabla. It would have been the funniest sight to see the dangerous outlaw, laughing her pretty head off when her feet were tickled. She knew just how ticklish she was, and it would have been the memory of a lifetime. However, her plan was foiled because La Diabla figured out that Gertrude would try to tickle her, and she ended up tickling Gertrude instead! That was a memory she would never forget. Seeing Gertrude’s feet get tickled by La Diabla in her own home. Darby laughed over the memory, because everyone blamed her for Gertrude getting tickled. That was such a great memory, and she shook her head as she rode on by. “One day, Salem. I have to see you get tickled by Gertrude. I got to make that happen! Hehe” she giggled to herself.
It wasn’t long before Darby arrived at the Sheriff’s station. It was still morning time, and the town was starting to get active. She loved waving at her fellow citizens, and they always had the biggest smiles. She appreciated that the town really liked her, and she always wanted to make sure they were protected. Once she arrived at the station, she rode her horse to the back and dismounted it. She walked up to the back door of the station and suddenly, the door swung open, and a very familiar face appeared. She saw the person standing stiff like a wooden board and was saluting her. She always loved this person’s enthusiasm and energy. “Good morning, Becky. How are you?” she asked, then saluted her back.
“Good morning, Darby! So glad to see ya! I am very happy ya are back at work!” Becky said, then released her salute. She watched as Darby entered the Sheriff’s station and she followed her in. She was always happy to see her mentor here, and she needed to be in her presence. She was still reeling from the experience at Donna Prescott’s house. She wanted to find that thief because her guilt kept eating at her, and the poor victims the thief attacked needed justice. She could barely sleep thinking about the case and now that her hero and mentor was here, perhaps they could solve it together. “Can I get ya anything?” she asked with a huge smile.
“Hehehe I am fine. Thank you for asking. Ok, let’s go to muh office and see what we can learn about this mysterious thief. I know you are anxious to find her, and we can finally put an end to all those break-ins.” Darby told her. She walked into her office and closed the door once Becky was in there with her. She could see a stack of papers on her desk, and she sighed. “Are those the reports from the previous victims?” she asked.
“Yeah, those are the papers. I brought everything I could find. It also includes, ya know, the Prescott report. Darby, can I ask ya something?” Becky asked, feeling nervous. She saw Darby sit down at her desk and knew it was time to get to work. She felt scared and then sat down in the chair in front of Darby.
“Of course you can, what is on your mind?” Darby asked. She could see the nervous look on Becky’s face and wondered what she was going to be asked.
“Do ya think I will be fired? I can’t stop thinkin’ about what Donna said to me. She said I should be fired because I didn’t stop that thief. I am scared. I didn’t want to tell ya that, but I wanted to be honest with ya.” Becky asked, and she felt herself trembling. She never got Donna’s words out of her head.
“I think you will be ok, Becky. Remember, Donna tried to get you fired when she spoke to the Sheriff. He said he wasn’t going to do it, and you believe him, right? Ya made a mistake, and the thief got the better of you. The next time, you will capture whoever this is and bring them to justice. Donna won’t do anything to you.” Darby replied, trying to reassure her friend. She knew Becky was fearful of Donna, but if the Sheriff wasn’t going to fire her, then she should be safe.
“Yeah, ya are right. He did tell her he wasn’t going to fire me, but she really hates me. I want all the citizens of Plotsville to be confident in me. I let her down.” Becky said, then lowered her head.
“Becky, ignore Donna. Don’t let her get you down. I have confidence in you, and the Sheriff does too. You know what would make Donna Prescott keep her mouth closed about firing you? Solving this case! So, let’s get to it.” Darby said, then smacked her hands together. She wanted to get Becky’s spirit up because she needed her to help her. She then remembered a funny memory and figured it would make her apprentice smile. “If you don’t start feeling better, I could always take you to Gertrude’s. You know she would LOVE to get her hands on your feet. Hehehe” she joked.
Becky couldn’t help but smile when she heard that joke. She had been a victim of Gertrude’s a few times and knew just how talented that woman was when it came to tickling feet. She also remembered that night when La Diabla came to visit that house. “Yeah, she can tickle muh feet really good. I got to keep muh feet away from her! Hehehe But can you believe what our friend did to her? I never knew how ticklish Gertrude was. That was somethin’ else!” she said with a smile.
“I know! I really wish it was the other way around, but in the end, everyone had a great time. I miss our visitors. I hope they are doing ok in Mexico. I am hoping one of them stays out of trouble, ya know?” Darby said with a wink. She then opened up a folder and started to look over the report. She saw Becky move closer to her desk and she handed her a different folder. “Ok, let’s get to work. Let’s look for patterns. Somehow, this thief sneaks into these women’s homes when no one else is around. Somehow, she picks these victims and goes after them. But why them? What is it about each woman, that this thief knows to go after them? Hmmmm….” she mused.
Becky opened up the folder and looked at the report. She had guessed as well that there had to be some kind of pattern that this thief used. She thought about the victims she did know, such as Sandra, Julie, Mia and of course Donna Prescott. They were all different in their walks of life, but there had to be something that stood out. She figured Donna was a potential victim because everyone knew her family was in the jewel business and word got out that Donna’s parents would go to Boston, making her a perfect target. She looked over the incident reports and focused. “I agree. There must be a pattern! I got to find it!” she said, then continued to read the papers.
HOURS LATER - AT THE THIRSTY COWBOY
Mandy was busy walking around the most popular bar in Plotsville, taking orders and serving drinks to many of the customers. It was a busy day and during the midafternoon, many of the men who worked in Plotsville came in for a refreshing drink during their break. She was used to all the men who came to flirt with her. She loved the attention she got, and knew she had a group of men always wanting to be served by her. Many of them would ask her out, but she loved to tease them. There were times someone had to intervene on her behalf when a man would try to touch her where she shouldn’t be touched. Even with those incidents, she loved her job and worked very hard. She walked towards a table with a tray of beers, and she saw someone come in. She was surprised to see this person because it was the middle of the day, and this person was a school teacher for the kids of Plotsville. “Millie? Is that you? What are you doing here?” she asked with her smile.
Millie Pastori walked into The Thirsty Cowboy and looked for a table. She wanted to come in to have a drink and just enjoy herself for a little bit. She knew many men would be in this bar, and sometimes they could get rowdy, but the bar was so popular, and she wanted to get out of her house for a moment. She stood at 5’3” tall, with a slim frame. Her blond hair was perfectly straight and went to the top of her shoulders. She had some light freckles on her face and wore thin eyeglasses. She was one of several teachers in town and she loved working with kids. She found a table close by the window of the bar, and away from the main area where so many of the construction workers were sitting. She was single, and at 25 years old, she still hoped she could start a family one day. She saw Mandy calling her name and she smiled. She liked interacting with Mandy and found her to be very nice. She also admired her looks and wished she could look like her. She waved back and then saw the blond barmaid headed her way. “Hi, Mandy! Always good to see you.” she told her.
“What are you doing here? It is the middle of the day! Aren’t you supposed to be teaching the kids?” Mandy asked. She liked talking with Millie and found her to be very sweet. She knew she was a little shy, but still very engaging. She thought she was cute as well. The woman was very plain but still had this appeal to her.
“I took the day off today. I wasn’t feeling well and decided to just stay home and relax. Being a teacher to young kids can be draining. Hehehe” Millie responded. She did love teaching kids, but after having an upset stomach, she didn’t want to endure a class full of children. “I wanted to get out of the house for a moment. How are you doing today?” she asked.
“I am doing great! Today is really busy. It is quite hot out today and so many of these guys want to drink. Hehehe” Mandy responded. She saw that smile on Millie, and she started to wonder how she would react to a woman flirting with her. She just didn’t like men; she also had a tendency to flirt with women too. There were many lesbian affairs she had in town, and she still prayed one day she could have a sexual encounter with a woman so desirable, she somehow wanted to seduce her. She had been close a few times, but still wanted to ravish the woman’s body. That was Darby Reeves. She did manage to tickle her large, pink, soft feet, and also flirted with her and was very close to seducing her. The deputy was elusive, but she still held out hope. She looked at Millie and even though she was “plain”, she was still very cute. “So, what can I get you to drink?” she asked.
“Hmmmm….I will just have a martini. Just one glass. Hehehe I don’t want to go overboard. I go back to the class tomorrow.” Mille giggled. She started to hear some music playing and saw a man at the bar piano and playing a tune. It made the entire atmosphere more festive, and she felt good. “I always like this place. It has such great energy.” she said.
“That is why we are the best in town! Hehehehe” Mandy shot back. She wrote down Millie’s order and could see how she was sitting there but moving her shoulders to the music. She found it intriguing that she seemed so festive. She always thought she was strait laced and potentially boring. But seeing her enjoying herself was attractive. She wondered how far this woman would go in regard to having fun. “I can see you enjoying yourself. You should let yourself go. Have some fun today!” she told her.
“Hehehe I’m sorry. I just like this tune, that’s all.” Millie smiled back. She suddenly felt shy and stopped moving around. She didn’t like drawing attention to herself, and she blushed a little. She wanted to be a great role model to children and had to conduct herself professionally.
“Millie! There is nothing you should apologize for! You deserve to have some fun! Loosen up! In fact, I want to have fun with you today!” Mandy offered. She could see there was this fun-loving woman inside Millie, just dying to get out. She wondered just how far she could take her out of her shell and see how she was. She always enjoyed the quick conversations with her, but it was always brief, and Millie was the type of person who was very reserved at times. She then thought of an idea, and it got her excited. She wanted to see the reactions of this woman in certain settings. She wondered if down deep, there was a woman who had a great sensual spirit. “Say, what are you doing in a few hours? I get off my shift and I wanted to take you somewhere.” she offered.
Millie’s eyes perked up when she heard the invite from Mandy. She could see a gleam in Mandy’s eyes and wondered what they would do. She had a few friends in town, but she mainly kept to herself. She had no idea what Mandy had in mind, and she felt shy and excited at the same time. “I will just be home. That’s all. What do you want to do?” she asked.
“Well, before you say no, and get all shy and quiet like, I want you to keep your mind open. I want you to just let yourself go. I promise it will be a learning experience. I want to help you expand your mind. Think of me as your teacher. Hehehe” Mandy said, trying to prepare Millie for what she had in mind.
“Well, what is it? Where do you want to take me?” Millie asked. She could see this twinkle in Mandy’s eyes and now wondered what the beautiful blond woman was thinking.
“Before you say no, just hear me out, ok?” Mandy said. She felt a little nervous because with shy people, they tended to say no to certain things. She believed if she could get Millie to go to this location, it would make this woman have a great life experience. She leaned her body closer to Millie, to avoid saying it too loud for others to hear. “I want to take you to Madam Broussard’s Burlesque show.” she told her.
Millie’s eyes popped wide open in surprise. She heard about that place and how it caused great controversy in town. Many men loved the place, as well as some women, but the very conservative folks in town hated that place. She didn’t know what to think of the place, but she felt she was not the type of person that would visit something like that. She was way too shy and reserved for something like that. “What? You want me to go to that show? I-I don’t know, Mandy. I don’t think that is a place I would enjoy.” she replied, then started to blush.
“Millie, I think it is a great place you would enjoy. I know it sounds like all kinds of crazy things happen there, and I know there are people who hate that place, but I have been there many times and I can tell you that it is a very nice place. The dancers there are very nice people! I think you should go for the experience. Do I look like the type of person that would do something bad to you? In fact, I can be very nice to you. I want to see you have a really good time.” Mandy said, trying to persuade her to come with her.
Millie felt her heart beating faster because going somewhere like that would be a lot for her. She felt herself blushing, because the way some people in town described, there would be naked women having sex on stage with any random guy from the audience. She didn’t want to see those types of acts, and it would definitely be too much for her to handle. She saw Mandy’s smile and it was a very beautiful one, but she didn’t know if she could handle that place. “Thank you for the invite, but I don’t think it would be a good place for me to visit. I don’t want to see a bunch of, you know, naked women on stage. I am too shy for that kind of stuff.” she whispered.
“Hahaha is that what you think goes on in there? Millie, Millie, Millie. You might have been listening to people who never went there before. They are just saying those things because they don’t like it that so many men visit there, and the women are very beautiful. I bet the people who told you that are prudes with sticks up their asses. Hahaha” Mandy said, with a laugh. She could tell Millie was on the fence, but her shy nature was preventing her from saying yes to her invite. She started to get a thrill in her body because she saw this as a challenge. She wanted to see what Millie was like because she seemed so nice and sweet. She started to have a little crush on her because of her spirit.
“Mandy! I-I don’t know if I can do it. You know how shy I am and seeing women dance would be a lot.” Millie said, still feeling herself blush. She started to feel a little guilty because she caught herself a few times in her life fantasizing about women. She always dismissed those thoughts, but they would come to her a few times. It was her deepest secret, and she never told anyone she had those thoughts a few times in her life.
Mandy sat down across from Millie and took her left hand into her right hand. She wanted to comfort her and make her feel relaxed. She felt how soft her hand was, and a thrill went through her body. It made her wonder where else on Millie’s body was soft. “Millie, I promise you. You will enjoy it. Besides, you are a teacher, right? Shouldn’t someone who is educated do some research? You can hear from a bunch of idiots who speculate on things, but wouldn’t it be better to find out the facts for yourself. I think it will do you some good. There are some really nice ladies in there. I always enjoyed going there.” she told her.
“You go there often? Wow, so you say this place is a good place to visit?” Millie asked. She could see how persuasive Mandy was and it didn’t surprise her too much that Mandy visited that location. She thought about what Mandy said, and there was some truth to it. She should do her own research and find out what happens there. She thought of the example being Mandy herself. There were whispers around town that Mandy was a ***** and slept with everyone, including women. However, she found her to be a very nice person once you got to know her a little bit. She knew she was very flirtatious, but didn’t think she was a *****. Perhaps there was some validity to what she was saying. She felt Mandy’s warm hand on hers and it felt comforting. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for an adventure she didn’t think was possible. “Ok….I will go.” she said quietly.
Mandy heard those soft words, and she smiled. She could see how shy Millie looked and she loved it. She felt a thrill in her body because she wanted to see if Millie had some sensual areas of her personality and get her to be more open. She made a small clap of her hands and smiled big towards her friend. “I am so glad you will go! Millie, I promise you, it will be a good time. You will see how amazing these dancers are. Who knows, you might even want to be one! Hehe” she told her and giggled.
Millie started to blush at the suggestion that she could be a dancer. She liked Mandy’s energy, but she was far too shy for something like that. She knew she was personable with others, but doing something like dancing at a burlesque show would be way out of character for her. “Mandy! You know I wouldn’t do that. Hehe So, when do we meet?” she asked.
“I get off of my shift in two hours. We could go then. It is better to go during the daytime. Nighttime and the strange men show up. Haha” Mandy joked. It was beginning to be midafternoon and she did not work the late shift this night. She felt a surge of adrenaline because she loved visiting the burlesque show. The dancers always mesmerized her and now she had someone to take with her. “So, stop on by and we can go their together. Thank you, Millie! Now, let me get your martini.” she told her, then walked away.
Millie watched Mandy walked away and she felt nervous. She had never seen anything like the burlesque show and wondered how she would react. It sounded interesting to be there, and she remembered Mandy’s words to keep an open mind. “Well Millie dear, you got yourself into an adventure. Let’s see how this goes.” she told herself, then started to look around the bar and enjoy the music playing.
Darby was walking through the streets of Plotsville and enjoyed the view. It was a warm day, but she didn’t mind as much. She was on patrol and needed to get out amongst the citizens. Those several days off refreshed her and now she was trying to get back into the swing of things. After reviewing those files with Becky, she didn’t see anything that really stood out yet, and she had to take a break. She met with Sheriff Dickerson, and they had a productive meeting. Now, she was out and about while her patrol partner, Deputy George was on the other side of town, doing his part of the patrol. She could see some of the civilians waving at her and she always tipped her hat towards them. Plotsville was growing a lot, and the law enforcement work became a lot busier. She remembered Mayor Hickenbottom brought in a developer who was helping to expand the town. She looked forward to meeting her because she heard good things about her. Then suddenly, she heard a scream. Darby turned her head in that direction, then heard another scream. Her heart started to race, and she started to run in the direction of the scream. When she got closer, she thought she heard a very familiar noise. It sounded like……laughter. That puzzled her and when she rounded the corner of a building, she saw a young woman trying to get up from sitting on the ground, and another one holding her down. She saw them smiling and then the one on the ground started to scream again. “What in tarnation is going on around here?” she asked.
The girl on the ground looked up and saw the legendary Deputy Darby Reeves standing there before her and she froze. She looked at her friend, then back at Darby. “D-Deputy Darby? W-What are you doing here?” she asked in shock.
“I heard you screaming, so I had to come check it out. What are you two doing?” Darby asked, then placed her hands on her hips and stared at the two young ladies. They appeared to be in their early 20s, and they both had these sheepish grins on their faces.
“Um, nothing. We were just playing around. Hehehe” the girl holding the friend down said. She felt really shy at the moment, then stood up. She dusted off her dress and faced Darby as though she was a small child about to be scolded by her parents.
“Playing around? Ya both had me worried that something terrible was happening. Why was she screaming?” Darby asked, raising her right eyebrow. She had a feeling these two were good friends, but she still wanted to know why she was screaming so much.
“It’s nothing really. S-She was being mean to me! She….she….” the young victim started to say.
“She what?” Darby asked, trying to find out what was happening. She was relieved that this wasn’t a true emergency but was curious about the screaming.
“She……she TICKLED ME!!!! hehehehe” the young woman said with a laugh. She got to her feet and now was standing next to her friend and faced the heroic deputy.
“She tickled you?” Darby asked in response. She thought it was cute that they were horsing around with each other, but just hearing the word “tickled” sent a chill in her body.
“Yes!!! She was tickling me, and I am VERY VERY ticklish! She’s evil!!” the woman pointed out. She then stuck out her tongue at her friend, acting silly once again.
“Hehehe she deserved it! She didn’t want to do me a favor, so I had to tickle her to make her do it. hahaha Just some harmless fun.” her friend responded.
Darby couldn’t help but smile when she heard the explanation. These were two young ladies enjoying themselves on a warm summer day. “Ah, ok. Well can you not scream bloody murder next time? I thought you might be getting killed or something. Haha” she joked.
“We’re sorry, Deputy Darby. I am so ticklish, it is frightening. Hehehe It is my greatest weakness.” the young victim said, then felt shy. She saw Darby’s smile and she felt relieved they weren’t going to get into trouble.
“I understand. Ok, ladies. Next time, can you tickle each other in a more private setting?” Darby told them with a wink. She was about to turn away when she heard a question that made her freeze.
“Thank you, deputy. Oh, are you ticklish?” the aggressive young woman asked. She saw Darby pause and then slowly turn around. She was surprised by the shy look on Darby’s face which only got her excited.
“Am I ticklish? Hehe Well, if I was, I sure wouldn’t tell you. Hehehe” Darby joked back. She felt nervous and couldn’t believe these two playful young women just rattled her.
“Hehehe hmmmmmm Deputy Darby ticklish? What a fun thought! Let me guess, your weak spot is your feet?” the aggressive one asked. She started to have thoughts of a ticklish reaction from Darby, and it gave her a thrill. She looked at Darby’s boots for a moment, then back towards her face. She noticed that Darby suddenly looked really nervous.
“Hehehehe muh feet? Ladies, you both have a good day. I have to finish muh patrol. Remember, if you are going to tickle one another, please, do it somewhere private.” Darby responded, then tipped her hat. She figured she better leave this situation. She couldn’t believe how nervous she got once they mentioned her feet. She knew she had to leave that conversation, or they would try to completely unnerve her, and she might accidentally reveal her greatest weakness.
The aggressive young woman waved goodbye to Darby and had a smile on her face. She looked at her friend and winked. “I think we just made her nervous! Can you imagine? Deputy Darby is ticklish! You see how scared she looked? I bet her feet are her weakness! I wish I could find out! Take off those boots of hers, and then just tickle away!” she grinned.
“Hehehe stop that! You are not going to tickle her feet. Come on, let’s get out of here before we cause more trouble.” the young victim said. She started to walk away with her friend, and they started to giggle over that interaction.
“Hehehe I really wish we could tickle her feet and other places on her body. I think it would be amazing….” the aggressive one said as she walked away. Thoughts of a tied-up Darby, with her boots and socks removed, filled her mind. She imagined what it would be like if she did run her fingers up and down Darby’s feet and hear her laugh. She looked at her friend and knew that once they were in private, her friend’s feet were going to be tickled, and she would dream of them being Darby’s!
Darby continued to walk her patrol and thought about those two young ladies having fun. She thought about the tickle fight that she lost to La Diabla, and it made her miss her lover. She wondered what she was up to in Mexico and also thought about Cheyenne and Molly. They were such great company and hoped to see them again soon. Then, she heard her name being called and she turned around. She felt her heart sink because someone was approaching her, and she really did not want to deal with this woman at this time. It made her think of Becky, and she felt for her apprentice. The woman appeared before her standing about 5’9” tall with a slim figure. She wore a peach-colored fancy hat to match her peach-colored fancy dress. She saw a look of consternation on her face, and she prepared herself for this conversation. “Donna Prescott. How are you today?” she asked.
Donna Prescott approached Deputy Darby in a huff. She was walking around the town and when she saw the heroic deputy, she wanted to approach her and give her a piece of her mind. She was still fuming over the loss of her family ruby jewel and with her father returning sometime in the next week, she had to get it back. She still remembered that fateful night where she was tied up and tied to a chair in her own home by some jewel thief. She even had a bodyguard, but she was subdued, tied up and saw her get tortured in the most unique way. Becky Lockhart was her protector, and she watched her get tortured. It was such an amazing, yet scary sight watching the thief tickle Becky all over. She saw the apprentice getting her feet tickled, as well as her body. She even saw some of Becky’s private areas and it stunned her. The worst part was the thief told her that the same was going to happen to her. She knew she was deathly ticklish, and once the thief started to go towards her after decimating Becky, she quickly surrendered the ruby. Donna did not want to get tickle tortured because she was very aware of how ticklish she was. Now, after the indignity of surrendering that jewel, she wanted someone to pay. She wanted Becky Lockhart to pay for her failure. Now, she saw Darby and it was time to unload. “DEPUTY DARBY!!! I have been wanting to talk to you!” she shouted.
Darby heard that tone of voice coming from Donna, and she knew this was not going to be a good conversation. She took a deep breath and remembered that she had to be calm. Even though Donna was going to be full of hot air, she was still a citizen of Plotsville and she was a victim of a crime. She deserved that respect, and she tried to smile. “Hello, Donna. How are you today?” she asked with a slight smile.
“Um, I’m fine!” Donna said, a little disarmed from Darby’s demeanor. She was feeling very angry and frustrated and wanted to yell at anyone in law enforcement. Darby’s calm demeanor threw her off a bit, but she had to carry on. “Now, I want to talk to you about what happened to me! I-I was ROBBED!!!! An evil thief broke into my home, tied me up and stole a very precious jewel from my family. What are YOU going to do about it?!” she screamed.
“I heard about that, and I want to tell you how sorry I am that happened to you. Most importantly, I am glad you are ok. That must have been very scary for ya, and I am truly glad that nothing bad happened to you.” Darby said with a slight smile. She wanted to be calm and sympathetic towards her and hopefully she would calm down and avoid a verbal confrontation.
“Thank you for your concern. I am ok physically, but I am still very angry!!!!” Donna shouted back. She saw that look of concern on Darby’s face and once again, it disarmed her. It appeared Darby was being genuine, but she had to continue on her rant. “I was supposed to be under the protection of YOUR apprentice! Aren’t you supposed to teach her everything you know? SHE FAILED MISERABLY!! Now, the jewel is gone!” she huffed.
“I heard about that too. I understand that Becky was captured and tied up in front of you. She feels absolutely horrible that she let you down. I can assure you that she learned from it and that she will be much better in the future. Now, as for the jewel……” Darby started to say.
“SHE IS TERRIBLE!!!! I mean, she is REALLY incompetent. Did she tell you everything that happened?” Donna asked. She could feel her heart beating faster and her anger continued to grow as she thought about what happened that fateful night.
Darby heard that question and wondered if she should acknowledge the torture Becky went through. She knew exactly how humiliating it was to be tickle tortured, so she wanted to try and pretend she didn’t know that part. Just like she didn’t want anyone to know her own ticklish weakness and how criminals exploited it to defeat her several times. She wondered if Donna was the type of person to reveal that humiliating weakness. “She told me she was tied up, and the thief threatened you. Since she was incapacitated, the thief went after you, and you gave up the jewel. She feels so bad that she was rendered helpless.” she told her.
Donna heard that response and she paused. She wondered if she should tell Darby how Becky was tortured. It was a terrible sight for her to listen to those hysterical laughs and see Becky’s body tickled all over the place. She thought about those big, pinkish feet. She thought about some of the more personal spots on Becky’s body that she saw. She thought about how it could have happened to her, which was why she surrendered the precious ruby. She figured she shouldn’t describe the torture, because it would also be an admission of weakness for her. If everyone knew she was extremely ticklish herself and that would be a way to get her to surrender, people might be enticed to do it to her in the future. “That’s right! She was incapacitated!! The thief threatened me too! Well, what are we going to do about it? I have to get that jewel back!” she yelled.
Darby felt a sense of relief that Donna didn’t tell her about the tickle torture. She really wanted to spare Becky that kind of embarrassment. She also remembered when Becky told her that this thief went around tickle torturing all of the victims, which was never in the reports. She knew how embarrassing it would be. It also meant that since the thief threatened Donna with the same kind of torture and made her watch as Becky was tortured, Donna must have been very ticklish herself. She knew she had to spare this woman her dignity even though she was not very fond of her. She focused on what the next steps would be. “We are currently investigating it. We will find this thief and bring them to justice. We will do everything in our power to bring back the jewel to you. I can assure you……” she started to say when she heard a scream.
“HELP!!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!! HELP!!!” a voice cried out.
Darby’s head turned and she heard the noise coming from down the street she was walking. She looked over at Donna and had to excuse herself. She had to go find out what was happening. “I have to go now! We will talk later!” she said, then started to turn around to leave.
“WHAT ABOUT MY JEWEL?!! We are not done!!!” Donna screamed as she saw Darby run off. She felt her body trembling with anger that Darby had to leave her, and then she turned to walk away fuming.
Darby heard Donna’s voice, but she was more concerned about the call for help. She made it down the street and saw a small space in between some buildings. Her eyes caught something happening and she felt her body tense up. She saw an older lady hanging onto a bag and some grizzled man was trying to pull it from her. It appeared he was trying to steal from her, so she ran over to intervene. Her eyes noticed the man wasn’t wearing a gun belt, so he was most likely unarmed. “Hey!!! What is going on over here?!” she yelled out.
The older lady looked over and saw Deputy Darby standing there and she felt confident that this robbery in progress would end. “Deputy Darby!!! He’s trying to steal my bag!!! Help me!” she yelled out.
Darby saw the man looking at her and she furrowed her brow. She did not like criminals attacking the good people of Plotsville and it was time to bring this man to jail. “Hey! Let her bag go and surrender! You are under arrest!” she yelled out.
The man looked at Darby and smiled. He let go of the bag and sized up the deputy. He heard about Darby and seeing her in person was exciting. She was a tall woman, standing about 6’1” with a slim, athletic figure. He heard about her reputation and if he beat her or got away, he would be seen by other criminals as a hero of sorts. “Why don’t ya shut your mouth and let me do what I need to do?!” he spat back.
Darby heard that tone of voice and knew a potential confrontation could happen. She was armed and knew this could all be over by simply pulling her gun, but she wanted to not shoot the man unless it was a last resort. She saw him letting go of the bag, so at least he didn’t succeed in his crime, but it was time to get this man to jail. “Listen to me, you are going to jail. We can do this peacefully, or I can drag your sorry behind to jail! Your choice.” she told him, then winked.
The man felt his adrenaline flowing when he saw that wink. It appeared she was taunting him, and he was not going to let any woman do that to him. “Oh yeah? I like to see you, try. We both know you can’t do it physically because yer a woman and I am a MAN. Hehehe Without that gun, we both know I would beat you down, then….hehehehe take care of your body. You are pretty….hehe” he said, trying to unnerve her.
“Thank you for calling me pretty. You on the other hand, well, I don’t want to be mean, but I don’t think you can…..perform little man.” Darby said, with a slight grin. She knew she could get into this man’s ego and force him into mistakes.
“WHY YOU BITCH! I will show ya who is a real man! Why don’t ya fight me and find out? Or is Deputy Darby going to use her gun to cheat? Yer yellow and ya know it!” the man challenged. He saw that gun and had to goad her into a fight. Because he could beat her down, take her gun and even perhaps take her prisoner and have his way with her. He saw the look on Darby’s face and saw her smiling. That made him even angrier.
“I don’t need muh gun to take you in. This will be too easy. Hehehee little boy.” Darby mocked. She then stood completely loose and not in a prepared fighting stance. It was time to goad this man and then take him down.
The man saw Darby’s body coming loose and that was an insult. She showed no fear and now he wanted to teach her a lesson! “Why you red headed bitch!!!” he yelled, the lunged forward.
Darby saw the man lunging and she wanted to laugh. She had gotten into many fights with the men in town and arrested them all. Most of them relied on their strength, and she knew that if she wasn’t careful, then she would be knocked out. The last few months, she defeated every criminal that tried to fight her with relative ease. She learned a lot from fighting Thalia Laskaris. The woman was so skilled in fighting and those two battles taught her a lot. She saw the man coming and she simply moved out of the way. Once he went a little bit past her, she punched him in the rib and heard that groan. She saw him get upright and hold the ribs she just punched. “Awww…..did I hurt you?” she taunted.
The man heard that taunt and then swung again in wild anger. He then felt punches to his ribs and stomach, then a shot to the side of the head which staggered him. He was surprised about how fast she moved, and he tried another wild swing. He missed and then felt a solid shot to his jaw. That made him fall backwards and onto his ass on the ground. “What the hell?” he asked himself as her felt pain.
Darby saw the man hit the ground and knew she had to end this quickly. There was no time to waste. She then moved quickly and using the top of her boot, she swung her leg and connected to the side of the man’s head, and he collapsed to the ground in a heap, completely dazed. She then stood over him and glared down at him. “Like I said, you are under arrest….” she said, then planted her boot on his chest.
The older lady stood there in total shock as she witnessed Darby take down this man who tried to rob her. She was amazed how easily she conquered the man. She had never seen a woman fight so elegantly and she swelled with pride and respect. She knew who Darby was and heard about all the things she had done. But she had never seen it happen in person, and she was in total awe. “Deputy Darby! Y-You did it. You really beat him.” she said in a shocked voice.
Darby looked over and heard the woman’s voice. She could see the look of surprise on her face, and she loved it. She heard the words and felt good inside. She tipped her hat towards her, then knelt down, so she could handcuff the man and then get him to jail. “Thank you, Ma’am. Just doing muh job.” she said with a wink.
The woman watched with such admiration as she watched Darby handcuff the man, then haul him up to his feet.She saw the look of embarrassment on the man’s face and she felt so grateful. “Thank you, Deputy! You truly are Plotsville’s protector!” she said with a huge smile.
Darby heard that compliment and felt good inside. She always loved doing her job and seeing the citizens give her such respect and praise always felt great. She then started to march the man away and headed back to the Sheriff’s station to place the man in jail. She felt very confident in her abilities and looked forward to stopping others from committing crime within Plotsville!
A FEW HOURS LATER
“Mandy, I-I am kind of nervous. I have never been in a place like this before.” Millie said as she approached the entrance of the burlesque show. She started to have second thoughts about coming along with Mandy as she heard the music coming from inside the place and a lot of cheers.
“Millie! You will be ok. You will enjoy yourself. You need to have some fun tonight. You are not schoolteacher Millie right now, you are ‘I am a gorgeous woman about to have some fun in her life’ Millie right now. So, let’s go.” Mandy said, then grabbed Millie’s hand and walked her to the entrance. She felt excited when she arrived at the entrance and walked in. She loved coming to this place and looked forward to seeing the women dancing provocatively. She went inside the main showroom and looked around. Since it was late afternoon, she knew this was the perfect time to arrive because most of the male crowd would arrive within the next few hours. She saw a table near the back corner and guided Millie towards it. She saw a dancer on stage already exciting the crowd with her provocative dancing and her nipples stiffened. She wished she could go on stage and join the ladies. Once she made it to the table, she sat down and watched Millie sit down and had a look of nervousness on her face. She placed her hand on her knee and tried to soothe her. “Isn’t this place great?” she asked.
Millie looked around and took in the atmosphere. There was a great energy within the showroom, and she saw the men sitting there drinking and their eyes were glued to the dancer on stage. She saw the dancer was a shorter woman with short cropped blond hair. The way she moved was very seductive and appeared to be flexible. Her outfit was very revealing and even though she had a smaller bust, she found her to be very sexy. She saw Mandy staring right back at her and that look of joy made her feel a little better. “I-I can’t believe I am actually here. Wow. It is so……so interesting.” she said.
Mandy giggled when she heard that response. She wanted Millie to relax and enjoy herself. She found Millie to be very cute and wanted to see if she could find her inner “sexual beauty” and let herself go. “Yes, this place is interesting. I love the dancer on stage. That is Ingrid. She is one of the many dancers they have. I am telling you, Millie. You are going to have a great time!” she told her, then gave a gentle squeeze on the knee.
“Hehehehehehe Mandy! That tickled!” Millie squealed when she felt the squeeze on her knee. She was always very ticklish and felt shy. She looked at Mandy’s face and the look she had really made her nervous.
“Ticklish, huh? That is a very nice thing to learn about you. Hehehe It means your body is alive and ready to enjoy pleasures!” Mandy said, then felt a streak of lust in her body. There was something very cute about Millie’s laugh and wondered where else she was ticklish. She then saw a woman approaching her and she grinned. It was one of her favorite people in this establishment and felt her heart beating faster. “Hello Rita!” she said with a large grin.
Rita saw Mandy sitting there at a table with another woman and she wanted to go say hello. She recognized the blond woman and loved interacting with her. She always enjoyed being in Mandy’s presence and could tell the woman had great sexual energy. She enjoyed Mandy flirting with her and the other dancers and that always got her aroused. She looked at the other woman sitting there and she seemed a bit shy and timid. She loved those types of women and wondered if she could get her to loosen up. She arrived at the table and smiled. “Hello Mandy! So good to see you again. Welcome back!” she said with a huge grin.
“It is great to see you again! The place seems alive, and Ingrid is giving one hell of a performance. Hehehe Oh, this is my friend Millie. This is the first time she has been here, and I wanted to show her a good time.” Mandy said, then looked over at Millie.
“Nice to meet you, Millie. Welcome to Margaret Broussard’s Burlesque show. I hope you enjoy your visit here. You are in for a great treat as our dancers are THE very best in the West! I am Rita Wade, the lead dancer here.” Rita said introducing herself and extending her hand.
“Thank you, Rita. It is nice meeting you too. My name is Millie. Millie Pastori. T-This is my first time here and it looks like a nice place.” Millie responded, then shook the extended hand of Rita. She could feel Rita’s energy and she seemed very glamorous. She saw that her brown hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing a blue blouse that exposed her cleavage and a long black skirt that had many sequins on it and black leather boots that peeked out from the bottom. There was something about this woman that felt calming to her.
Rita felt Millie’s hand in hers and could feel just how soft it was. That sent a thrill of lust in her body, and she could see just how cute the woman was. She wondered where else she was soft and looked back at Mandy. “Would you both like to order some drinks?” she asked.
“No thanks, I will pass. I have to teach class tomorrow and drinks this late wouldn’t be good for me. hehe” Millie giggled.
“I will have a martini. Keeping it simple tonight. Heheeh” Mandy giggled. She looked over at Millie and could see she was at least a bit more relaxed. She then looked back at Rita and loved that woman’s pretty face. “So, will you be dancing tonight?” she asked.
“Hehehehe Not tonight, but tomorrow night, YOU better be here Miss Mandy. I will give you a special dance to see!” Rita said in a flirtatious voice. Mandy’s sexual energy gave her a thrill and she talked to her boss a few times about her. She then nodded her head and walked away. Thoughts of a naked Mandy filled her head and thought about perhaps trying to seduce the woman. She and Marge the owner talked about having some fun with the women of Plotsville and Mandy would be a great target.
“See? I told you this place was great! Millie, this is the beginning of a new phase in your life. You will be schoolteacher by day, but sexy and alive Millie by night. Hehehe” Mandy said with a giggle.
“Mandy! Hehehe let’s not get carried away. I mean, this place is not as bad as I thought, but I doubt I will become some sexy woman. Stop that!” Millie said with a giggle. She felt incredibly shy at the moment and saw the look on Mandy’s face. The woman had such a presence on her and she wondered what kind of activities Mandy participated in when she was in private. She then looked at the stage and watched Ingrid get off. The next dancer came on stage, and she watched the dancer starting to perform. It was a fascinating sight and even though all the men were whooping and hollering, she saw a few other women inside the showroom, and they were cheering the dancer on as well. This was a very fascinating place and she started to enjoy it.
Two hours passed by, and Mandy was in arousal heaven. She watched all those performers, and her own arousal was sky high. She also had two martinis, and she felt a little buzzed at the moment. She was having such a great time with Millie and noticed she had loosened up a bit. She was very engaging and the two of them had such fun watching all the dancers. She also noticed that the crowd was much larger, and the atmosphere became electric. She also knew a bunch of drunk men would start to get a bit rowdier and saw one of the show’s bouncers already holding her gun out in case there was trouble. She knew this time of night might be too much for such a shy and reserved woman, and decided it was time to leave. “Ok, Millie. You ready to go home now?” she asked.
Millie could see how the crowd was getting, and she felt nervous. She knew that with all the construction and growth happening in Plotsville, many of the men wanted to exert their sexual energy and she did not want to be a target of harassment. She heard Mandy’s voice, and she agreed. “Yes, I am ready to go.” she replied.
Mandy stood up and took Millie’s hand to guide her out of the showroom before some drunk man would speak to them. Millie wasn’t ready for that yet, so she had to get her out of there. As she approached the exit, she saw Rita heading her way. “Hey Rita, we are headed out of here now. This was a great show, and I will be back tomorrow. I have to see my favorite girl dance! Hehe” she giggled.
Rita smiled when she heard Mandy’s compliments. She could sense that Mandy was a little aroused and she really loved that. “You better show up! Hehehe If not, my heart will be broken. I hope you also enjoyed your time here.” she replied, then looked at Millie.
“It was nice. It was definitely different than anything I have ever seen. It was a nice experience. Thank you for being so nice.” Millie said with a smile. She did appreciate the hospitality of Rita, and the dancers seemed nice. “Maybe I will come here again one day.” she added.
“Yes, you must come visit again soon! Now, I hope you both have a safe journey home and Mandy…..I will see you tomorrow. Hehehe In fact, I might even give you a tour of our backstage area.” Rita said with a seductive smile.
Mandy got really excited when she heard that offer. She would love to go backstage and see all the dancers. She felt her nipples starting to stiffen and knew she had to leave, or she was going to say something very seductive, but Millie was standing there next to her. “That sounds like a deal! See you tomorrow, Rita!” she said, then started to leave the premises.
Rita watched as Mandy walked out with Millie and she licked her lips. She liked the idea of Mandy coming backstage and showing her around. She also knew what she had in mind. She started to giggle at herself and got a little excited about the prospect of Mandy being under her clutches. She then heard a loud roar from the crowd and turned around. It was time to get back to work and entertain the horny, drunk men.
Mandy felt a little giddy as she walked away from the building. She loved the sensual vibe that Rita always gave and the thought of going backstage was exciting. She looked over at Millie who seemed to be processing what she had just experienced. “So, you would be willing to come back to this place one day?” she asked.
“Yes, I think I would. I mean, the dancers are really pretty and the way they move is very nice. That show is not as bad as some people think. I am still a little shy over some things, but I-I liked the show.” Millie responded, then started to blush. The images of the dancers onstage stayed in her mind, and she hoped her own imagination wouldn’t get too far.
“Hehehe I am glad to hear that. Yes, that show is absolutely amazing! The women are very beautiful and seem to care about the women who do attend. The men will always be the men and will pay all of their hard-earned money with them, but with ladies, they are very sweet and caring towards us. I think you will always have a good time and always keep an open mind.” Mandy told her. She started to look at Millie and saw just how cute she was. She realized she was starting to feel an attraction to her, but also considered she was already getting horny and had been drinking. Millie was a much more reserved woman, so she had to be careful not to appear aggressive with her because she might get offended.
“Hehehe yes, I will keep an open mind. Thank you, Mandy, I had a good time. I guess I will head on home now. I had fun today and you are very nice. I hope you get back home safely and get some good rest.” Millie said, then reached forward to give Mandy a hug. She was very appreciative that Mandy did keep her safe and opened her eyes to new experiences. Then she felt something pressing onto her sides and she felt a large ticklish tremor flowing there her body. “hehe” she softly giggled.
Mandy loved the words that Millie told her and when she felt the hug, she felt very happy. She wanted to return the hug and when she pressed her fingers into the sides by accident, she felt Millie’s body react. She let go of the hug and heard that small giggle. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Heheh Nothing. You just tickled me, that’s all.” Millie said blushing. She looked at Mandy and saw her smiling back at her.
“Oh really? Hehehe I am sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. So, you’re ticklish huh?” Mandy asked. She felt a surge of lust flowing through her thinking about the prospect of a ticklish schoolteacher.
“Yes, I am. Hahaha I have always been.” Millie responded with a giggle. She felt a little embarrassed for admitting a fun weakness, but Mandy was such a nice woman.
“That is adorable. Hehehe ticklish women are so much fun!” Mandy responded, then felt her nipples starting to throb. She knew she needed to calm down, but another thought entered her mind. She thought of a fun thing to do and really see how Millie would react in the situation. “Hey, you have been amazing to be around today. You know, I should introduce you to my friend, Gertrude. Gertrude Billington who works at Rob’s Bakery. I think you would enjoy meeting her.” she offered.
“That sounds nice. I think I know who you are talking about because I love Rob’s Bakery. Hehe” Millie responded with a giggle.
“Good! Well, the next time I see her, I will ask if we can visit her and have a good time. I can guarantee you that you will have a good time and laugh yourself silly. Hahaha” Mandy told her with a gleam in her eyes. She thought about what it would be like if Millie had her feet in Gertrude’s clutches. Hearing that sweet giggle would be exciting and she continued to feel her arousal building up again and she had to leave this moment, or she might try something too far. “I hope you have a goodnight, Millie. I am happy you had a good time.” she told her.
“I look forward to meeting Gertrude and having a laughing good time. Hehehe Goodnight Mandy. Rest well.” Millie said with her sweet smile, then started to head home.
“Mmmm…..I got to stop fantasizing about Millie. Hehehe She is very cute though. I wonder if she would play with girls if she was in the right moment.” Mandy thought to herself, then started to walk home. She wondered if she should visit Deputy George because she was feeling horny or just go home and take care of herself.
Millie walked to her house and could feel the temperature starting to cool down since the sun was setting. It was still quite warm, but not as hot during the day. She made it to her house and walked up the walkway. It was such a good day, and she was happy she did go to The Thirsty Cowboy to see Mandy. She was such a nice woman and even though there were whispers around town that she was a *****, she liked how personable she was and a little flirty, but nothing over the top. She really started to like her visit to the Burlesque show. It was very different to her, but also not as bad as some of the angrier folks in towns said it was. The dancers were nice, and it was a good time. She unlocked her door and headed inside. It was very quiet inside her house, and she walked over to her couch and sat down. It felt good to be home and she had to mentally prepare herself to teach class to the kids tomorrow. She leaned her head back for a moment and closed her eyes. Then, she thought she heard a noise. It sounded like it came from her bedroom and that made her open her eyes. “Am I hearing things? Hehehe” she giggled to herself.
Millie closed her eyes again, but now her brain was wondering what the noise was. She was always a jumpy person and now her imagination was getting to the best of her. She opened her eyes and then she screamed! “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
A figure was standing right in front of Millie, with their arms crossed and staring at the woman sitting on the couch. There was a grin on the face but it was hidden under their hooded face. Their eyes lit up when they saw the reaction and felt a chill when hearing the scream. It was time once again to take care of a new victim! The Tickling Thief was back! “Hello there!” she said.
Millie couldn’t believe her eyes. There was someone standing in her living room in front of her. The figure was wearing black clothing and wore this dark grey mask that appeared to be a burlap bag with eyes cut out of them. The person was not very tall and appeared to be very thin. Her heart was racing, and she felt incredibly scared. “W-Who are you?” she asked with great fear in her voice.
“Now, I need you to be very quiet. If you scream, then great harm will come to you!” the thief said with a menacing tone. She approached Millie and knew she had to intimidate her. She was excited about this new victim and couldn’t wait to play with her. After her recent triumph over stealing a very valuable jewel from Donna Prescott’s house, she felt very powerful. She loved the way that entire experience went down, and she wanted to have more fun with this new victim. Her last tickle victim wasn’t even Donna. It was Becky Lockhart, and she really enjoyed that one. Not only did she tickle all the sweet spots, such as the sides, stomach and ribs, she got to tickle those soft, pinkish feet of Becky. Then she started to tickle her more private areas and that sent her confidence through the roof. It was fun sexually teasing Becky, and she would have done it to Donna, but the rich woman surrendered that ruby. She wondered about this latest victim. She was very cute and would probably have a sensitive body. She also considered tickling this poor woman in her most intimate areas.
Millie froze when she heard that threat. This strange person broke into her home and now threatened harm to her. She wanted to scream for help. She wanted to scream to the top of her lungs, but she did not want to be harmed. She started to get emotional because she was nowhere near a fighter and this person could kill her. She didn’t even know if this was a man or a woman, but sensed it was a woman from the stature and could hear some femininity within the voice. “Please….don’t hurt me. I don’t want to be hurt.” she whimpered.
“Good! Keep that in mind. Now, I need you to cooperate with me. I want you to turn your body around a little and put your arms behind your back. Do not make any sounds or…..something bad might happen to you.” the thief demanded. She then took off her satchel and prepared to take out some ropes. It was time to bind this woman and then torture her so she could steal her jewels.
Millie felt her heart nearly popping out of her chest. She could not believe this intruder was in her home and now she faced the prospect of being harmed or even killed. She heard the instructions and even though she didn’t want it to happen, she knew she had to do what was instructed. She sat on the edge of her couch and then turned her back slightly and put her arms behind her back. She then felt the intruder touching her arms and felt rope being tied around her wrists. That really frightened her because this person was trying to tie her up! “Please….don’t hurt me. What do you want from me?” she asked with intense fear in her voice.
“I will tell you what I want soon. Now, be a good girl and stay quiet!” the thief demanded. She continued to tie a knot in the rope and managed to secure the wrists. Then, she took out another rope from her satchel and started to wrap it around the chest and back of Millie and pinned her arms together. She grinned under her hooded mask and then moved back a little and grabbed the ankles from behind. She then forced Millie to lay onto her stomach on the couch and had her ankles in her lap. She started to tie another rope around the ankles, right above the shoe tops. She looked at the shoes and could tell the feet were average size. She thought about the fun she was about to have with those feet hiding inside the shoes and she prayed they were going to be very responsive to her touch. Once she got the ankles tied, she took out one more rope and started to bind the knees together. The way she tied up Millie would allow her to completely incapacitate her, and she could take advantage of her body without the limbs moving around too much. She then used her strength and flipped Millie onto her back onto the couch. She could see that frightened look in her eyes and now it was time to terrify this woman. “Now that I have you all tied up, I will tell you why I am here. I want your valuables. I want all your jewelry. Give them to me.” she demanded in a calm voice.
Millie was stunned that she was tied up. Her wrists were tied together behind her back. Her arms were pressed to her sides as much as they could be, and the rope was wrapped around her torso. Ropes also pinned her knees together and her ankles too. She felt so helpless, and she was scared to death. Whoever this person was, they managed to completely terrify her. She saw that hooded mask and she couldn’t see any distinct facial features. Just those eyes staring at her. When she heard what the intruder wanted, her mind went into a frenzy. She did not own any jewelry except one pair of earrings that were not made of anything valuable. As a schoolteacher, she didn’t have too much money. She wondered if not having any jewelry meant that this intruder would leave her alone. “I-I don’t have any jewelry. I-I am just a schoolteacher for small children.” she told her.
The thief heard that response and she grinned. She loved it when her victims denied they had any valuables because it meant she could torture them until they told her the truth and could take their valuables. “You think I haven’t heard that before? Hehehe Now look, give me the jewels or you will suffer the consequences.” she threatened.
“Y-You got to believe me! I don’t have any jewelry at all! Just some earrings. Made of brass. I have nothing! Please, you got to let me go!” Millie told her. She desperately wanted to get out of this situation and felt that by telling the truth, the intruder would leave her alone and she would be free.
“Fine, you want to do things the hard way. There will be…….consequences.” the thief said, then moved Millie’s ankles off her lap. She stood up and made her way over towards Millie’s head. She reached inside her satchel again and pulled out a black handkerchief. She wanted to gag this woman before she could scream and potentially alert neighbors. This part of Plotsville had homes really close to one another. There wasn’t much space between them so a neighbor could potentially hear screams. She started to move the gag towards Millie but noticed she had shut her mouth. “Open wide….” she said.
Millie saw the intruder getting closer to her face and saw the handkerchief in her hand. She had no idea what was about to happen, but she had to try and remain calm. She then heard those words, and her eyes lit up. That handkerchief was going to be stuffed inside her mouth! She clamped her lips tightly and turned her head away. She did not want some foreign object inside her mouth.
The thief watched as Millie turned her head towards the back of the couch. She loved it when her victims tried to resist her. It gave her the opportunity to now test this woman’s sensitivity. She looked at her chest area and the rib area. She had the handkerchief in her right hand and then used her left hand to start poking at the ribs. She saw the body flinching and then Millie’s head turned right back towards her in surprise. “Hmmm….something wrong? Did I touch a nerve?” she said in a mocking tone.
Millie felt those pokes in her ribs and a strong ticklish reaction hit her body. She turned her head and wondered if it was an accident. It was frustrating to her that she couldn’t see this person’s facial expressions. She watched in horror as the fingers went towards her ribs again. She could see that dainty looking hand getting closer and her fear spiked. She shook her head “no” and started to whimper.
The thief could see that look of ticklish panic in Millie’s eyes and she knew she had a very ticklish victim on her hands. Now, it was time to play mind games. “Hehehe I think someone is…..a bit ticklish. Oh, what is your name by the way? You better tell me or……” she asked, then started to wiggle her fingers in the air.
Millie felt her body go cold when she heard this intruder talking about her being ticklish. She knew she was deathly ticklish, and this person seemed to want to do that to her. She heard the question regarding her name, and she felt nervous. If she spoke, then that handkerchief could be stuffed inside her mouth. If she didn’t, those wiggling fingers could possibly tickle her silly. “My name is….Millie.” she said, then clamped her lips together tight again.
“Millie? Millie. Hmmm, Millie. Nice name. Now listen Millie, I suggest you open your mouth. I have no problem forcing you to open it. In fact, I think your own body will force you to do it when I see how ticklish you are.” the thief said. She knew either way, that mouth would be opened. Either voluntarily, or because Millie would be laughing herself silly.
Millie heard that threat and it all seemed so surreal. This intruder broke into her home, tied her up, wanted to steal jewelry she didn’t have, and now she could be tickle tortured. She figured she should try and cooperate, or she could suffer an embarrassing moment. She opened her mouth and looked at the intruder with pleading eyes. “Please don’t do that to me.” she whined.
The thief saw the mouth open and knew she had an obedient victim. It could only mean she was insanely ticklish and that really delighted her. She then stuffed the handkerchief in the mouth and got it deep enough inside so that Millie couldn’t spit it back out. Now that her mouth was gagged, it was time to torture this woman. “Good girl! Now, tell me the truth. Where are your valuables?” she asked.
Millie felt that cotton handkerchief stuffed into her mouth, and it almost made her vomit because it was stuffed deep inside her mouth. She knew that with her mouth filled, any sounds she had would be muffled. It was apparent to her that this intruder did not want her to scream and alert the neighbors. That really frightened her because it meant this person wanted to make her scream! She also heard that request again and it made her nervous. She didn’t have any valuables and had to make sure this person understood that. “I don’t have any! Please! Let me go!” she pleaded into her gag.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Millie, Millie, Millie. Why do you have to lie to me? I wanted to let you enjoy yourself because you seem like such a nice woman. But no, you are a naughty woman. Do you know what happens when I encounter a naughty woman like you?” the thief asked. She loved this part of her job because the next move was going to be a lot of fun.
Millie felt her entire world come to a standstill when she heard those ominous words. This intruder was not going to give up right now. She wondered what was going to happen to her and she started to tremble. “Please let me go. I don’t have any jewelry, I swear!” she begged into her gag.
“Well, naughty girls who LIE to me get……………….tickled!!!!” the thief said, then started to press her fingertips directly onto the ribcage hiding inside the shirt. She could feel how skinny Millie was because she quickly felt those bones. She grew a huge smile once she saw the body flopping around on the couch and knew she found a very sensitive woman. She could hear the intense screams of laughter that was muffled by the gag, but knew this woman was really ticklish. “Whoa!!! Are you really that ticklish? Oh, this will be FUN!!!!!” she said, then started to tickle the ribs even faster.
Millie exploded into hysterical laughter when she felt those fingers poking and pressing into her ribcage. One of her worst nightmares was coming true. She was always hyper ticklish growing up and so many of her female friends took advantage of that. They would sometimes pin her down and tickle her all over, much to the delight of a crowd watching. Now, she was completely tied up and this stranger was going to tickle her for something she didn’t even have. Her body was squirming wildly, and she prayed this would stop really quickly.
The thief saw how much Millie was thrashing around and she had to get her under control. She quickly got back onto the couch and sat on the thighs of her victim. That forced Millie to remain on her back and now she could tickle away at those ribs. She reached her hands forward and started teasing and poking those exposed and vulnerable ribs. With the arms tied behind the back, there was no way her victim would be able to defend her torso. She could feel how much this was tormenting Millie and she loved it. “I love how ticklish you are! So, I think I will have to keep doing this to you until you decide to be a good girl and tell me where the jewelry you own is located.” she told her.
Millie exploded into another level of laughter when she felt the fingers pressing a little more firmly into her ribs. She got her screaming hysterically and her eyes were shut tight. The ticklish feelings got more intense inside her body, and she started to panic. This intruder was going to keep tickling her until she snapped. She didn’t have jewelry and so far, nothing she has said has convinced the intruder that she did not own any jewelry. She wondered how long this was going to continue and if she would be able to survive. She was also surprised that this woman knew which spots on her ribs to tickle. There was a very sensitive spot on her ribcage close to her stomach area. The intruder kept drilling her finger into that same spot, forcing her to scream even more.
The thief loved the reaction she was getting from Millie. She loved the way her body was moving around, and she had a firm seat on her thighs. The torso moved around wildly, and she loved the look of anguish on her face. She thought the short blond hair was very pretty as it moved all over the place. She really loved it when victims were extremely ticklish. It made her own job easier. She loved it when they got so desperate, they would be willing to do anything, which was why she managed to be successful at every job she did except one. She did not succeed with a Plotsville citizen named Mia, but she got her revenge by tickle humiliating Becky Lockhart at Donna’s house. She hoped no one would come to this house and interrupt her. Her employer was very pleased with her successes, and now it was time to add to it. She slowed down the tickling for a moment, so she could continue to mess with Millie’s mind. “Awwww….someone is SO ticklish! Hehehe so, ready to start talking?” she asked in a teasing voice.
Millie felt her body temperature really high and she felt tingles all over her body. She was already exhausted from the tickling and hoped this person would just believe her. She still felt tense in her body because the intruder’s hands were still resting on her ribs, and little ticklish shockwaves kept making her twitch. She looked at the hooded mask and wondered why this person just wouldn’t stop. It was starting to become torture for her. She closed her eyes for a moment to think about the situation she was in and if there was any chance of getting out of it. She then opened her eyes, and her tormentor was just sitting there, with their arms folded. “Please no more…no more. I don’t…have any jewelry. You have to….believe me.” she panted into the gag.
“I DON’T believe you! You Plotsville women have valuables! Everyone I have stolen from had valuables and that means you will too! Millie, for your own good, I suggest you tell me where to find it and you can be set free. But if you don’t want to tell me, I am going to torture you until you do. Even if it means all night long.” the thief threatened. She then moved her head closer to Millie’s. She could see the fear in her eyes, and she loved it. She wanted the jewels, but she also wanted to have fun. Ever since destroying Becky, she kept daydreaming about it. How she controlled Becky’s body. How she made her suffer. How she played with her in her private areas. It really turned her on and now she wondered if she should do it to Millie. To see how far she could go with this woman and perhaps fulfill her own carnal desires. She found Millie to be really attractive and wanted to explore her. The sight of a schoolteacher under distress was very erotic to her.
Millie heard the threats, and she started to get emotional. The fact that this intruder wanted to torture her frightened her to the depths of her soul. She couldn’t believe this was happening in her own home. After moving to Plotsville from Kansas, she wanted to start a life here on her own and help the children of this growing town. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would be held prisoner by a hooded stranger who wanted to tickle torture her into giving up jewels she did not have. She thought about Becky Lockhart and wished she was here since she was with the Sheriff’s office. Or even having the great Darby Reeves put a stop to this. She closed her eyes and did her best not to let her tears out. “Please…leave me alone. I do not have any jewelry. I swear….” she whimpered.
“Millie…..you are still so naughty! I guess I just have to keep tickling you until you tell me. Now, where should I tickle next? I know! How about your tummy! Hehehe” the thief laughed, then pulled up Millie’s shirt which already came out of the waistband of her pants. She pulled the garment up further and saw the pale skin on the stomach. It was a smooth stomach, and the skin was very pale. It looked really sensitive and now she was about to find out. She took the tips of her fingers and started to lightly drag them down the length of the stomach. She immediately felt the stomach muscles clenching and she smiled. It appeared this belly was going to be quite sensitive.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Millie screamed into her gag in a ticklish panic. Her stomach was perhaps the worst spot on her body besides her feet and she lost it. She started to thrash around as those fingers moved so slowly over her stomach. She could see the intruder was not looking at her face, but at her stomach, probably trying to find the worst spot imaginable. When the fingers got closer to her belly button, the sensations got even stronger. Now she tried twisting her body side to side, but with her legs effectively pinned down, she could move her stomach area from those fingers. She closed her eyes and just let out her steady stream of ticklish giggles.
The thief loved the reaction she was getting. It appeared the stomach area was very ticklish. She watched the body moving around wildly, which was a good sign for her. It meant that Millie would tire herself out soon enough. Once a victim gets exhausted, they broke easily. They would be far more submissive and that was the moment she loved. She could hear that hyper ticklish laugh into the gag and wanted to keep pushing this woman into insanity. She felt that Millie was just like all the others. Lying about what valuables she had. Her fingers then drifted off towards the edges of the stomach and onto the sides. That seemed to get a nice reaction out of Millie, and she loved it. “Hehehe I really do like how ticklish you are. You will definitely be one of the best victims I ever had.” she taunted.
Millie felt those fingers now tickling her sides and back onto her stomach. That produced a fresh supply of intense tickling sensations in her body. She already noticed that her stomach was starting to get sore. She shut her eyes again and started to focus on surviving. It did unnerve her that this intruder said there were other victims. That made her wonder if there were a lot of victims in town. It was surprising that no one mentioned it, but at the same time it made sense. She thought about if she somehow survived this, she would report it to the Sheriff but leave out the fact she was tickled. That would be an embarrassing moment. Then she shrieked again once she felt the fingers traveling back towards her belly button. She tried to kick her legs, but with her ankles, and knees tied, with the intruder sitting on her thighs, she was limited. She couldn’t escape at all. Her emotions really got carried away and she felt like crying even though she was laughing.
The thief started to giggle when she heard another fresh supply of horrific tickle laughter. She was impressed that Millie hadn’t broken yet, but remembered she was probably laughing too hard to answer her. She pulled her arms away and stared right at her helpless victim. She could see her still laughing a bit but also trying to catch her breath. She waited a few moments and then it was time to continue to intimidate this woman. “How are you feeling? Hehehe” she joked.
Millie felt some relief as the hands were finally away from her body. She was trying to catch her breath, but it was hard to do with the gag in her mouth. Her nostrils were flaring, trying to get as much air as possible into her burning lungs. She felt soreness in her body from the thrashing and she also felt beads of sweat coming down her forehead. She looked at the evil intruder and once again, her emotions started to go into turmoil. “Leave me alone…..please leave me alone….I don’t like this.” she whined into the gag.
“If you don’t like it, then START TALKING!! I suggest you do, because the longer you hold out, the worse everything gets! I LOVE tickling pretty women such as yourself. I love the way you laugh. I love the way you react to my touch. I actually like the way you look. Hmmm…where else could I tickle you? Tell me your spots! Tell me, or if I have to find them, you are REALLY going to get it.” the thief threatened. She was having fun torturing Millie and thought of a fun activity she could have. there was something innocent about this woman, and she wanted to take it away from her. She wondered if she would still have fight left in her.
Millie groaned in agony when she heard the words coming from the intruder. This person was playing games with her, and she didn’t know what else to do. She was already done for. When she was tickled before, her friends tickled her good, but they had mercy and didn’t tickle her too long. This was the longest she was tickled, and because it was under duress, it was even worse. She heard the question posed to her and she groaned. There was no end to this woman, and she had to continue to suffer. “I-I don’t know….” was all she could respond with.
“Hehehe you don’t know? Millie, you just keep making it worse! You know your ticklish spots! Hehehe I guess I will help you, you big baby!” the thief mocked. She could sense the desperation in Millie, and it was time to keep pushing her until she broke. “Is it your knees?” she asked.
Millie thought about her knees and remembered when they were squeezed. It drove her through the roof and made her squeal uncontrollably. She had a look of panic in her eyes and shook her head. “No!!! Please don’t touch my knees! I beg you!” she yelled into the gag.
“Ah, so your knees are bad. Hehehe good! Now, how about under your arms?” the thief asked. She loved the expressions on Millie’s face. They were those of abject fear and it really got her excited.
“No!!! Not there!! Please, just let me go!” Millie responded back. She imagined what it would be like if her armpits were tickled right now. The way her body felt so sensitive right now made the thought of that even worse.
“Hehehehe ok, armpits are really bad. Hey, I got a spot! How about…..your feet? Are they ticklish?” the thief asked. She really loved a woman’s ticklish feet. She had a flashback at Becky’s pinkish feet, and she shivered a little. There was something about a woman’s ticklish feet that drove her wild.
Millie heard the threat towards her feet, and she really started to panic. She started to writhe and squirm on the couch, praying that her feet were not going to be a target. She remembered exactly how ticklish her feet were due to an experience she had in Kansas.
“Ooooh!!!! You got ticklish feet! I love ticklish feet! I am looking forward to getting your shoes off, then looking at your sweet, bare feet. I bet they are so ticklish, you would pass out when tickled too long, right?” the thief joked. The mere mention of the feet seemed to get Millie into a state of panic. She felt her nipples stiffening thinking about tickling those feet.
Millie shook her head “No!” rapidly because she definitely did not want her feet to be touched. The thought of her shoes being removed and the stockings she was wearing, drove her wild in panic. Now, she started to cry because this intruder truly frightened her to her core. “Please don’t do this to me sob I don’t like this…” she cried out.
The thief felt a tingle between her legs once she heard that soft cry. Millie was losing her grip and was becoming very submissive. That truly excited her and she had to keep pushing Millie to the edge of insanity. “I really like thinking about tickling your feet. But there are other spots I wonder about. Like…..is your ass ticklish?” she asked.
Millie was stunned when she heard that question. The breath left her body, and she stared at the masked figure. She was in shock that she was asked if her rear end was ticklish. That was something she never contemplated or imagined. She had no idea if she was or not. The more concerning part was why would this intruder ask her that? Her eyes grew big at the prospect of this person tickling her in such a private area for her. “I-I don’t know…..” she asked with shyness.
“Hehehe If you don’t tell me where your jewelry is, I guess we will find out, as well as between your legs. Haha One more question? Now, where would you like to be tickled next? I am sure you will say nowhere, but I am going to tickle you. I am going to tickle you really bad. But I need you to tell me where. You really don’t want me to choose….” the thief said and then clapped her hands. She was excited thinking about all the ticklish things she could do to this woman. She loved the fear on her face. This victim was once again a delight for her, and she hoped she could torture her for quite some time.
Millie’s mind was spinning when she heard this person threatening her with torture. She was still trying to comprehend the fact that her rear end could be tickled but was in total shock and fear when she heard her most private area being tickled. She had no idea if that spot was even ticklish, but it being touched frightened her. She continued to speculate this intruder was a woman, but since her most private spots were mentioned, the possibility of it being a smaller man entered her mind. Either way, it would have been a terrible experience, and she started to writhe. She then heard from the intruder that she had to choose a ticklish spot to be tortured. Millie did not want to be tortured anymore, and she started to shake her head with vigor. This torture had to stop, or she was going to go crazy. “No!!! Please don’t tickle me anymore!! I really can’t stand it!” she screamed out into the gag.
The thief shook her head in a negative fashion when she heard Millie’s responses. Inside, she felt very excited. Every single one of her victims always reacted the same way. The thought of being tickled tortured seemed to frighten them to their cores, and she could take advantage of it. Tickling a woman was such a fun time and now it was time to make poor Millie suffer. “Millie, I thought after mentioning your more private spots being tickled would make you realize your situation. I guess you must enjoy being tickled, because that is what is about to happen to you. You made your choice, now, I have to pick a spot, and I will torture you.” she threatened.
Millie’s breath left her body when she heard that threat. There seemed to be no stopping this intruder, and she saw the hands headed towards her body once again. With her hands tied behind her back, there was no way she could protect her upper body at all. She saw the hands spreading apart a bit, then saw them come down really fast and grabbed onto that area just above her hips and on her sides. The grab was very strong, and the tickling feeling was immediately very intense. She screamed into her gag as this moment completely overwhelmed her senses. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA OH GAWD NOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
The thief chuckled to herself over that tortured laughter as she squeezed those hip pocket areas. She always loved this spot because it produced a lot of strong laughter from her victims. She watched as Millie’s face went into sheer agony and she could hear that very powerful laughter. She was also very grateful to herself because she loved to gag victims. With the way Millie was laughing, surely a neighbor would have heard her and probably come to investigate. She saw how red Millie was getting on her face and how her body was thrashing around like a fish out of water. She held on firmly and kept squeezing onto those areas. This particular victim was so very responsive. The sound of the muffled laughter gave her such an erotic thrill. “Hehehe you sure seem ticklish here.” she taunted.
Millie continued to feel those hip squeezes and she never experienced being tickled on this particular spot. That concerned her because this intruder was going to tickle her in her known areas, but also spots she never dreamed of before. She had no idea what was going to happen to her. The fact that she did not have any jewelry made her realize this torture might never stop. This person was intent on torturing her until she revealed where her jewelry was, and now she feared she would suffer all night long. The tickling continued and she started to fall into silent laughter and her body was starting to quit. She was losing air and now she felt like she was going to potentially pass out. She closed her eyes and prayed that she would pass out to get away from this horrible ticklish feeling. Then suddenly, the hands came off her hip area and a rush of relief flowed over her.
The thief knew Millie was losing her air and was falling into silent laughter. That really made her feel good because once a victim fell into silent laughter, it meant their bodies could no longer handle it and reached that stage of true torture. This was usually when victims started to reveal the location of the jewelry. She sensed that Millie was extra receptive to tickling and now she broke her already. She then folded her arms and looked down at poor Millie. She could hear her whimper and cries. She had to wait a little to allow Millie to start breathing again and could be coherent enough to give up the valuables. She watched how she laid flat on her back and was sucking in precious oxygen. She could see her chest moving up and down and knew her lungs had to be on fire. She waited a few minutes and could hear her victim pleading for mercy. Now, it was time to get the jewelry she sought. “Now, you have experienced what I will keep doing if you do not do what you are supposed to do. Be a good girl, Millie and tell me where your nice jewelry is. Tell me, or you will keep suffering.” she threatened in a calm voice.
Millie felt exhausted and her body was in distress. She felt hot all over and she could feel the sweat all over her face and even on her body. That tickle attack really took a lot out of her, and she wished this would all end. She felt her chest moving up and down, trying to get air back into her burning lungs. She kept wondering just how much more she could take. She wanted to submit to this person. Then she started to cry softly because she heard what the intruder said. She had to reveal the location of the jewelry, and she knew what her answer was. The thought of suffering even more really got into her psyche, and she started to cry a little harder. “I don’t have any jewelry….I swear…please….don’t tickle me anymore…I swear to you….I do not have jewelry. Why can’t you believe me?” she cried.
The thief smiled inside her hooded mask because she was going to be able to keep torturing poor Millie. She heard all these same words before and each time, she dragged out of the victims the truth. She started to think there was a very valuable jewel within this home. It must have had great sentimental value because this victim was still trying to protect it. Her adrenaline started to spike because it was time to start playing in more intimate areas. She figured if she were to get this shirt off and expose the entire torso, then Millie would surely die of humiliation and reveal that special jewel. “Millie, why do you lie to me? You must REALLY love being tickled. Hehehe Listen to me and listen to me good! I know you are hiding the location from me. It must be a very special jewel for you to suffer like this. So, I am going to make you reveal it or not only will you suffer, but you will be completely humiliated. Your choice!” she threatened.
Millie just started to cry even harder. This intruder did not believe her at all. It seemed as though they took great delight in torturing her regardless of the jewelry or not. She never thought someone would be so cruel to her and now it was going to continue. This person really thought she was holding out for valuables and this would never end. She then felt her shirt rising up, and now it was over her chest, exposing her bra. She closed her eyes because she could not look anymore. She felt embarrassed that her undergarment was exposed. Then she popped her eyes open when she felt hands starting to softly squeeze her breasts. That was something she never anticipated, and she saw the hands on her chest, gently squeezing and groping her bra covered breasts. They were small breasts, but nonetheless, she didn’t want anyone to touch them except her and a lover. “What are you doing to me?” she asked in shock.
“These are NICE!! Hehehehe A little small, but that doesn’t matter. I bet they are really soft and look really nice. This silly bra is in the way, but since you want to keep defying me, I may have to consider removing it and see what you have underneath. But for now, I really like your stomach and ribs. I will play with them for a bit again, then perhaps take a peek at what you got hiding under that bra. Hehehe” the thief said while still groping the chest. She felt that tingle in her loins as the thought of sexual teasing excited her. After torturing Becky in a sexual manner, she thought about it constantly when she was alone. She masturbated herself a few times a day remembering how she made poor Becky react in a very sensual manner to her touches. She wished she had gotten to sexually tickle her prior victims because some of them were really attractive. Now it was time to get herself ready for that and give Millie the experience of a lifetime. But she had to keep tormenting her further to set the ultimate humiliation up. The thief started to lightly drum her fingers up and down the stomach area. She started from right under the bra and then moved down the stomach and over the navel. Her fingers made it to the hem of the pants, and then when they went back up the body, they drifted towards the sides and then onto the ribcage. She repeated this path several times and once again, her victim was screaming in ticklish terror. She always loved how a light touch could torture someone before she did more aggressive tickling.
Millie felt those fingers moving up and down her stomach area and she exploded in laughter once again. Even though the touch was much lighter, her body was so overworked, any touch at this point was going to drive her crazy. She felt the fingers getting close to her navel and she really started to shake and writhe around. She wished her body could start to get used to the feeling and numb itself to the touch, but instead, it seemed to be getting worse. She still felt a little ashamed that her breasts were groped and the intruder threatened to look at her breasts. That was such a scary thought for her. This person was getting to more intimate spots, and she didn’t know just how far they would go. She shrieked when she felt the fingers probing around in her navel and that sent a very powerful shock wave throughout her entire body. She was also getting frustrated because this person just would not stop torturing her. She felt her body once again slipping into submission and she didn’t know what else to do. She simply did not have any jewelry to give to this person.
The thief loved playing with the navel area. She saw that it gave such a great reaction, and she placed her right index finger into the navel and started to rotate it in that spot. She saw Millie nearly doing a sit up in response to that action and she spun her finger even faster. She wanted to continue to send a message to her victim that she was truly not going to stop until she got what she wanted. This was the beginning of her method to completely break this woman and make sure she would never be the same again afterwards. “Come on! Tell me where it is! Or I will just keep tickling and tickling and tickling and tickling and tickling you. I am never going to stop, Millie. Never going to stop….” she taunted.
Millie felt the finger swirling in her navel and the tickling sensation just kept getting worse and worse. She had no idea how she was even still alive at this point. Her senses were being overwhelmed, and she could not escape. She just lay there on the couch and endured the hellacious sensations tearing right through her body. She wished she could just pass out. Her mouth felt dry, and her tears were still flowing. She already knew she looked like a mess. She looked through her tear-soaked eyes at the masked figure and wondered if this person even had a soul. She wondered how someone could do this to another person. She then shrieked again when she felt another strong swirl in her belly button and there was no way she could stop laughing at this point. Her lungs were burning, and her body was giving itself up. She closed her eyes and prayed for mercy.
The thief saw those closed eyes and that squealing laughter. She found herself mesmerized by the actions happening and wanted to keep it going. She then removed her finger from the navel and then went right back onto the ribs. She knew that area was very responsive and wanted to push this woman to the edge. She drummed her fingers against the bones in the ribs and heard that sweet, muffled squeal. She felt the abdomen trying to clench together and then she started to probe for the weak spots between the ribs. She then laughed herself when she heard that hysterical laughter coming from Millie. She just loved the way she thrashed around. It also made her notice the breasts and that made her fascinated. She thought about what would happen to Millie’s state of mind once she exposed those breasts. It would crush her spirit and perhaps force her to finally reveal the location of the jewelry. She then removed her hands from the ribs and crossed her arms once again. It was time to let Millie breathe again and get her ready for further humiliation and torture.
Millie felt the fingers leave her ribs and she gasped in desperation. The tickle attack on her stomach, especially her navel, really pushed her to the edge. Then the rib attack sent her over that edge. She felt she was truly suffering right now and reached a breaking point. She knew her body could not take much more and she wondered if she should just lie. Maybe the intruder would let her go and untie her. Then when she was free, she could leave her home and find help. She had no idea what to do next and hoped this could end. She felt her heart racing and her body was very hot. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the masked intruder looking right back at her. She saw those folded arms and knew what was going to happen next. They would ask her to reveal the location of the jewelry she didn’t have, then torture her again. This realization made her start to cry a little harder because this just wouldn’t end. “No more…sob no more. Please let me sob go. I beg you.” she cried.
“Millie, Millie, Millie. Why are you asking me to let you go? YOU are the one who can get yourself released. You know the deal. Tell me where your precious jewelry is, and you can go free! It is that simple. So whatever sentimental value you have for that jewel, you may want to just let it go. Is it a diamond? Is it gold? Is it ruby? Is it worth all the suffering you are experiencing?” the thief asked. She loved what she was doing to this woman, and knew she was very close to succeeding in her interrogation.
Millie heard the intruder say those words and she just kept crying. She was so exhausted at this point and knew another round of tickling would probably be the end of her. She had no idea how she could please this person and listening to them talk to her as though she had jewelry broke her heart. She wished she did have some, that way she could tell this thief where it was, and this nightmare would be over. “Let me go….sob I don’t want this….” she cried.
“Millie, then TELL ME where it is! You act like you are suffering, but I have a feeling you are enjoying this. If you were really sad, then you would tell me where it is, and it would be ALL over! I can see how sweaty you are. I can see how tired you are. I bet you are having trouble getting air into your lungs. Luckily for you, I am a nice person and want to help you breathe better. In order to do so, you have to have your lungs and chest expanded to take in more air. Let’s get this bra undone, so your chest can expand. Hehehe” the thief teased. She then reached forward and tried to find the clasp of the bra in the back. Her fingers located it and then she undid it. She couldn’t take the bra off because the arms were tied, but at least she would be able to lift the bra up off the breasts to expose them. It would be perfect because the rope she used to trap the arms to the sides rested just under the breasts and it would make them look perkier.
Millie froze in place when she heard her bra was going to be removed. Out of everything that has happened to her so far, she did not want to have her chest exposed. This intruder was now threatening to go after her very private areas. She was always a modest woman and the only time she ever showed her breasts to another person was a boyfriend in her past. She felt the bra clasp come undone and now she felt the cups of her bra being lifted. Her body went into sheer panic because she was about to show this person what her breasts looked like. “NO!!!! PLEASE DON’T!!! DON’T TAKE IT OFF!!! NOT MY BREASTS!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Someone sounds a little shy. Hehehe I bet these tits will look really nice!” the thief teased as she continued to work the cups of the bra. She lifted them up and then rested the garment on top of the breasts near the collarbones. Then her eyes saw them. She saw the naked breasts of Millie. That excited her because for only the second time in this venture of being a thief, she looked at the naked breasts of a victim. This was such a wonderful and exciting twist to her torture methods. It turned her on immensely and now she was going to savor this moment. The breasts were small, they appeared to be size A, but they still had a nice shape to them. She could see the pink nipples and she licked her lips. The nipples were small, and she knew she was going to enjoy herself playing with them. “These are really cute, Millie. You should be proud!” she told her.
Millie felt her body being filled with shame. She knew her body was getting hot from the embarrassment, and she wanted to just die at the moment. That feeling of humiliation really got into her soul, and she didn’t know what else to do. This intruder crossed a line and now she really wanted to just disappear. The way the intruder talked about her breasts made her feel so embarrassed. “Cover me….” she mumbled softly into her gag.
“I really, really like them! Hehehee They are a bit small but look really fun to play with! Mind if I touch them? Of course you don’t. You have been waiting for this moment the entire time.” the thief taunted, then reached her hands forward and placed them on the breasts. She heard a small squeal coming from Millie and she chuckled. She could see the look of embarrassment on Millie’s face and knew this had to be destroying her mentally and emotionally. “They are so soft! I love your skin.” she teased.
Millie gasped in shock when she felt her breasts being touched. She was in total shock this was even happening. The tickling was absolutely horrendous and now her breasts were being groped. She looked at her chest and saw those dainty hands rubbing and softly squeezing those mounds. It was such a surreal moment. The hands did look feminine, and this blew her mind away. If this person was a woman, then why would they try to embarrass another woman like this. She had a few moments in her own life where she fantasized about being with a woman, but that was more curiosity. She never anticipated she would ever do it. Now, the possibility of a woman touching her breasts right now blew her mind out. “W-Why are you doing this sob to me?” she whimpered.
“Because I want to play with some breasts right now. Unless you want me to tickle you again. I always would love to do that. So, make your choice. Either you let me touch these breasts of yours, or I tickle you for at least an hour non-stop before I let you breathe again. Hehehe” the thief offered. She loved the way Millie was reacting and better yet, she could see the pink nubbins starting to get stiff. That fascinated her because it appeared that Millie’s body enjoyed this touch, but not her brain. That got her excited because she did want to see the ass a little later.
Millie was horrified by the proposal given to her. She had to choose whether to be tickled again for an hour of non-stop suffering or allow this total stranger to touch and rub a very personal spot on her body. It was such an impossible choice because she was so modest of a woman. She could feel the hands softly squeezing and she felt terrible that her body was even reacting to it. She then felt the hands starting to leave her breasts, which meant only one thing. Tickling. She was going to be tickled tortured once again. That was something she did not want to happen. Her panicked mind blurted out her decision. “BREASTS!!!! BREASTS!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe Good choice!!! Ok, I will play with them for a little while.” the thief grinned under her mask. She placed her hands back on the breasts and started to squeeze them softly. She loved the way they felt. She moved her palms over the nipples and started to softly rub them. She wanted to stimulate the breasts and to force another sensation inside of Millie. She wanted to make her feel that sensuality and get her body to be more sensitive. It would also make her mind snap and because she was so modest, she definitely would give up the valuables.
Millie watched in horror as the hands were massaging her breasts and nipples. It was so surreal that this was happening. Those dainty hands moved so softly and lovingly across her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffening and she grew worried. Her body was reacting to this stimulation, but her mind wanted to crawl away and hide forever. She felt the way the palms of the intruder rubbed her nipples and now they were swelling with pleasure. In a way, this was a better feeling. The tickling had worn her down and made her suffer. Her body was tired and feeling this kind of stimulation felt much better. She wondered how it could even happen, but since she wasn’t being tickled, she might as well endure this. Millie was completely embarrassed, but it still wasn’t tickling.
“Yes, I can feel how hard your nipples are. Mmmmm….. I think someone likes this. Maybe you like having your nipples touched by me. This must feel really……really good.” the thief said in a seductive voice. She could see the look in Millie’s eyes and knew that it was a look of confusion. She wanted to practice doing this to women and she felt herself almost slipping up. She liked the idea that no one knew what gender she was for sure. She already guessed that her victims suspected her being a woman, but she wanted to also give the impression she was a smaller man. She wanted to ask Millie if she had ever been with a woman before, but that would reveal her gender. So, she decided to avoid that line of questioning, but still tempt and tease Millie. She then took each nipple between her index fingers and thumbs of both hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. She wanted to keep them throbbing and make Millie start to unravel completely.
Millie felt her nipples being gently squeezed and felt a rush of excitement in her body. This was far better than the tickling she received, but she still wished it wasn’t happening. Her body started to get aroused, and she wanted to desperately fight those feelings. She wasn’t with a lover. She was with some person hell bent on making her suffer. She started to find herself wanting to mewl in pleasure, but she fought that feeling. “Why are you doing this to me?” she asked in her gag.
“Why? Because I like having fun with women’s bodies. I know this feels good. Hehehe You might say no, but your nipples are telling me yes. Hey, how about this? Instead of tickling you silly, how about if you tell me where the jewels are, I will make you feel really, really good? Think about it. You will feel such pleasure within your body. I can even make you have an orgasm!” the thief offered. She loved the way Millie’s body was starting to writhe in sexual heat. She wanted to keep playing with her mind, doing everything she could to make this woman reveal her valuables.
“Noooo….it would be…..wrong.” Millie whimpered back. The nipple play did feel good, but she did not want to get an orgasm from someone trying to torture her. She felt those squeezes on her nipples again and she felt that arousal building. She closed her eyes again, trying to focus on anything but that wonderful feeling. Then she felt something very light touching her breasts. She opened her eyes again and saw the dainty fingers starting to caress the skin on her breasts. It felt nice, but it also….tickled.
The thief saw Millie’s face and knew her very light touch would awaken the ticklish response in her victim. She moved her fingers around the nipple area, then to the outside curve of the breasts. She saw them shaking a little and then moved them underneath the mounds and heard a giggle coming out. This delighted her more because she knew Millie was very responsive to her breasts being tickled. “Is that a giggle I hear? Why Millie! Don’t tell me even your breasts are ticklish!” she taunted.
Millie started to panic when she heard those words. The fingers were definitely starting to tickle her, and she had no idea her breasts were ticklish. When she felt the fingers sliding underneath her breasts, that sent a very strong sensation in her body. She started to squirm again and started to laugh a bit. She shook her chest and tried to avoid the fingers. It was no use because the fingers continued to touch and tease her breasts. When they got to the inside curve, onto the sternum, she let out a cute ticklish squeal and shook her chest. She felt so embarrassed and tried to suppress her giggles.
“Hehehe you can laugh, Millie. I love that your breasts are ticklish. This is going to be fun. Let’s see how much they do tickle!” the thief threatened, then started to flutter her fingertips all around the mounds. She loved the way the chest was shaking, and she felt another tingle between her own legs. She then moved the fingers faster. She wanted Millie to laugh harder and get her going again. She then moved her hands away from the breasts and planted them right back onto the ribs. She then started to press into them and was rewarded with hellacious laughter.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAH NOT AGAIN!!!” Millie screamed when she felt those fingers now back onto her ribs. The breast play drove her wild, then the soft tickling of her breasts got her going again. She was not expecting to be tickled on her ribs, so she was unprepared for it. The sensation hit her like a lightning bolt, and she screamed in laughter. This person continued to torture her, and she just did not know what to do anymore.
The thief really enjoyed that reaction coming from her victim. She loved how she completely stunned Millie by tickling her ribs out of nowhere. She knew that would make the ticklish agony even worse and it was time to take advantage of it. She got excited knowing she was suffering so much. Then an idea came to her mind. The fact that Millie was so very ticklish, and she got some really good spots. Now it was time to explore a place that she always loved to touch on a woman. She prayed that Milie would be very responsive there, so that she could just send her to Tickle Hell. She pulled her hands away from the ribs and folded her arms. It was time to play mind games with her and wondered if she was ready to start talking. She waited a few moments and then started to speak. “Ok, Millie. Time for you to start talking. If you don’t, then I will have to start being mean again. Where are the jewels?” she asked.
Millie was having a hard time breathing after that rib tickle attack. She was in such distress that all she could think about was hoping to pass out so she wouldn’t have to laugh so hysterically ever again. She felt beads of sweat rolling down her face as well as tears. She looked at the masked figure and she wanted to beg. She wanted to beg for her sanity as it was too much for her. She wished she had diamonds. She wished she had gold. Something to give to his figure so this could all end. She still felt embarrassed by having her breasts exposed and groped. This person was driving her wild. “Please! I beg you! Please stop this! I can’t take it! I can’t take it anymore!” she begged into her gag.
“Then you should tell me where your jewelry is. Remember, this is all on you! You are the one making yourself suffer. Is the love you have for some precious heirloom worth you going through all this?” the thief asked. She could understand those muffled words and she felt powerful. Millie had been broken and now she could finish her off. She then looked at those breasts and had an idea. “I bet you want me to cover your breasts, right? Those sweet, sexy tits…..” she asked.
Millie looked at her chest and could still see that her nipples were indeed stiff, and the shame continued to flow over her. She heard that offer from the intruder and she didn’t even hesitate. It was completely humiliating for her to have her breasts exposed. “Yes! Cover me! Let me go too!” she whined into her gag.
“Ok, I will be very nice to you and cover you…hehehehe” the thief giggled. She then got up off of Millie’s body and went towards the tied ankles. She grabbed them and then using what strength she had; she managed to flip Millie over onto her stomach on the couch. She could see the tied-up arms and wrists. She could see the trousers covered rear end, the tied up knees and the ankles. Her eyes saw the soles of the shoes and she felt a thrill going through her body. She then sat on Millie’s knees, which pressed the tops of the shoes into the couch. “There! I can no longer see your breasts! Say thank you.” she playfully demanded.
Mille felt herself getting flipped over onto her stomach and even though she wanted to have her bra back on and her shirt, at least her chest was not in the open. She laid her head onto the right side and could see the backrest of the couch. She felt the intruder sitting on her knees and she wondered what was going to happen next. The fact she couldn’t see the attacker anymore made her nervous, but at least her stomach and breasts were no longer exposed. She heard the demand of the intruder and didn’t care if it sounded strange. She was willing to do anything at this point. “T-Thank you.” she murmured.
“Good girl! Now, not only are you not exposed, I think I will help your body cool down. I bet after a long day; you want to relax. I bet you want to feel more comfortable after all the suffering you went through. You know what helps me after a long day of torturing women? Taking off my shoes and relaxing my feet. So, let me help you with yours.” the thief told her. She then gripped her hands on the heel of the leather shoe and started to tug on it. She felt it pop off the right heel and she got excited. It was finally time to play with this woman’s feet. She really liked tickling feet, and poor Millie was truly going to experience her tickling wrath.
Millie wondered what this woman was talking about when it came to relaxing. What bothered her about this woman was how she would just play the mind games with her. She was still trying to get precious air into her lungs, and she tried to calm herself. Then she heard something about relaxing after a long day and having shoes taken off. Then she felt a tug on her right shoe and felt it come off her heel. She always did like taking her shoes off after a long day and after this experience, it would soothe her. Then it dawned on her. This intruder had been tickling her the entire time and if she was taking off her shoes, that meant only one thing. Her feet were going to be tickled! That sent sheer panic into Millie’s body because her feet were hyper ticklish. A simple touch would send her to the moon. Her friends used to amuse themselves by touching her feet, just to get her strong reaction. After being tortured without mercy, if she was foot tickled now, she would absolutely lose her mind. “NO!!! DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES!!! PLEASE DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES! I AM BEGGING YOU!! PLEAESE DON’T!!!” she screamed into her gag.
The thief heard that panicked sound and she shivered a little. That reaction told her all she needed to know about the sensitivity of the feet she was about to expose. The right shoe slipped off the foot and she held it up in the air. She looked inside and saw the number “7” which was an average size. She then tossed the shoe to the floor, and it made a thud sound when it hit the hardwood floor. She looked down at the exposed foot and saw the black stocking covering it. She thought about the foot that was hidden inside of that sock. Her hands started to tremble thinking about the moment she would tickle these feet. She saw the left shoe now covering the exposed foot. She chuckled a little, then grabbed the heel of the left shoe and gave it a tug. It slipped off the heel and now she pulled the rest of it off and held the shoe up like a trophy. “Nice shoes. Nothing spectacular about them, but I like them anyway. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: The thief wins again, a plan for the town, and Donna makes a spectacle!
Ok folks, how did you like the first part? I hope you enjoyed it and there will be several story lines woven into one in this series. There will be a lot of action and excitement as we prepare for the phase 4 ending series The Deputy and The Outlaw: Sacrifice! I hope you also enjoy the new drawing of a character that has made an impact in Plotsville! As always, your comments are most encouraged and welcomed.
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PART 1
Time: Summer 1889 (concurrent with Outlaw for Hire 2 – Rivalry Renewed)
It was morning time in Plotsville and the sun started to shine through the window of a woman’s house. The warm rays struck the woman’s face, and it caused her to open her eyes. The temperature was already rising inside the room, and Chief Deputy Darby Reeves woke up. She looked around her room and then to her left in her bed. She took a deep breath and then let out a sigh. It was just recently that someone else occupied that space. As her eyes started to come into focus, she thought about the recent visit by the woman she loved dearly, La Diabla. Spending time with her this past weekend was something she would never forget. It was the first time they had made love to one another in her own house. It would have happened several months ago, but Thalia Laskaris ruined that plan. She wished she could feel her warmth, and her love at the moment. The realization that her lover was now in Mexico, made her heart sad. Darby wished she could hug her and kiss her good morning. She then started to rise from her bed and stretched her body. “I guess I should get up now.” she told herself.
Darby then moved the blanket off her legs and then moved her legs off the bed and planted her big, barefeet on the floor. The floor felt warm on her soles, and she knew today was going to be a hot one. She also had to get ready to report for duty at the Sheriff’s station. She managed to have a few days off because La Diabla, Cheyenne, and Molly had come to visit her. She really did enjoy the company of Cheyenne and Molly and was thrilled that they got to see Plotsville. She still wished La Diabla could walk around the town, but with her past crimes in the town, that would never happen. She walked over to her mirror and could see her hair was a mess. That made her laugh, and she started to fix it. She knew today was going to be a very busy day. There seemed to be a small spike in crime in Plotsville, and she knew her fellow deputies were working extra shifts. She felt bad, but she wanted to stay with her friends and spend that special time with the lady that she loved. She walked over to her bathroom and washed herself. Her focus started to come together. It was time for her to get back to work and help the good citizens of Plotsville. After washing up, she put on her clothes, which consisted of her red and white flannel shirt, her trusty blue jeans, and her brown cowboy boots. She placed her white hat on her head and got her guns. She looked at herself one more time in the mirror and nodded her head. “Time to get back to work. I am sure Salem, and the gals are arriving in Mexico and will have a great time. I miss them already. Please be safe, Salem. Please don’t cause trouble either. Hehehe” she giggled to herself, then left her home.
Darby mounted her horse and headed to the Sheriff’s station. She was looking forward to getting back with her fellow deputies, and especially with her apprentice, Becky Lockhart. She felt bad for Becky. There was a recent spree of break-ins where someone, most likely a small woman, had been breaking into women’s homes, tying them up and tickle torturing them until they gave up their valuable jewels. When she heard the story from Becky, it stunned her that it was happening. It was even more stunning when Becky told her what happened at Donna Prescott’s house. Becky was supposed to keep Donna safe while her parents were in Boston for business. It seemed the tickling thief had broken in, captured both Becky and Donna and poor Becky was tickled tortured in front of Donna. Donna ended up giving up a valuable ruby to the thief and she blamed Becky for everything. That bothered her because she knew just how hard Becky worked, and she had to be mortified that she was tortured. Darby promised to help Becky solve this case of a tickling thief and that way, the woman around Plotsville could be safe. She knew how horrific that kind of torture was. It was her own greatest weakness. Some really tough criminal women delighted in finding all of her ticklish spots and she lost many battles against them. The thought of other women getting tortured like that broke her heart and she could definitely empathize with them. “Those poor ladies. We have to find this thief!” she thought to herself as she continued to ride her horse.
As she rode her horse, she passed by Gertrude Billington’s house. She smiled when she saw the house because so many fun things happened in that same home. Gertrude was such a friendly citizen, and she considered her a friend. She grew close to the woman, especially after the ordeal they faced in Ciudad Del Reina. She was happy that Gertrude got to spend time at Phoebe Wellington’s mansion with the other ladies and it was such a great time. She adored Gertrude but also feared her a little. Whenever she visited Gertrude’s home, she knew the chances of something interesting would happen to her. Gertrude absolutely loved tickling a woman’s feet. She suffered a few times under those tickling fingers. She was very skilled, and she laughed hard each time. She even learned a toe tickling technique from the woman and thanked her for that lesson. A funny memory came to mind because there was one particular woman she wanted to see getting her feet tickled by Gertrude. That was her lover, La Diabla. It would have been the funniest sight to see the dangerous outlaw, laughing her pretty head off when her feet were tickled. She knew just how ticklish she was, and it would have been the memory of a lifetime. However, her plan was foiled because La Diabla figured out that Gertrude would try to tickle her, and she ended up tickling Gertrude instead! That was a memory she would never forget. Seeing Gertrude’s feet get tickled by La Diabla in her own home. Darby laughed over the memory, because everyone blamed her for Gertrude getting tickled. That was such a great memory, and she shook her head as she rode on by. “One day, Salem. I have to see you get tickled by Gertrude. I got to make that happen! Hehe” she giggled to herself.
It wasn’t long before Darby arrived at the Sheriff’s station. It was still morning time, and the town was starting to get active. She loved waving at her fellow citizens, and they always had the biggest smiles. She appreciated that the town really liked her, and she always wanted to make sure they were protected. Once she arrived at the station, she rode her horse to the back and dismounted it. She walked up to the back door of the station and suddenly, the door swung open, and a very familiar face appeared. She saw the person standing stiff like a wooden board and was saluting her. She always loved this person’s enthusiasm and energy. “Good morning, Becky. How are you?” she asked, then saluted her back.
“Good morning, Darby! So glad to see ya! I am very happy ya are back at work!” Becky said, then released her salute. She watched as Darby entered the Sheriff’s station and she followed her in. She was always happy to see her mentor here, and she needed to be in her presence. She was still reeling from the experience at Donna Prescott’s house. She wanted to find that thief because her guilt kept eating at her, and the poor victims the thief attacked needed justice. She could barely sleep thinking about the case and now that her hero and mentor was here, perhaps they could solve it together. “Can I get ya anything?” she asked with a huge smile.
“Hehehe I am fine. Thank you for asking. Ok, let’s go to muh office and see what we can learn about this mysterious thief. I know you are anxious to find her, and we can finally put an end to all those break-ins.” Darby told her. She walked into her office and closed the door once Becky was in there with her. She could see a stack of papers on her desk, and she sighed. “Are those the reports from the previous victims?” she asked.
“Yeah, those are the papers. I brought everything I could find. It also includes, ya know, the Prescott report. Darby, can I ask ya something?” Becky asked, feeling nervous. She saw Darby sit down at her desk and knew it was time to get to work. She felt scared and then sat down in the chair in front of Darby.
“Of course you can, what is on your mind?” Darby asked. She could see the nervous look on Becky’s face and wondered what she was going to be asked.
“Do ya think I will be fired? I can’t stop thinkin’ about what Donna said to me. She said I should be fired because I didn’t stop that thief. I am scared. I didn’t want to tell ya that, but I wanted to be honest with ya.” Becky asked, and she felt herself trembling. She never got Donna’s words out of her head.
“I think you will be ok, Becky. Remember, Donna tried to get you fired when she spoke to the Sheriff. He said he wasn’t going to do it, and you believe him, right? Ya made a mistake, and the thief got the better of you. The next time, you will capture whoever this is and bring them to justice. Donna won’t do anything to you.” Darby replied, trying to reassure her friend. She knew Becky was fearful of Donna, but if the Sheriff wasn’t going to fire her, then she should be safe.
“Yeah, ya are right. He did tell her he wasn’t going to fire me, but she really hates me. I want all the citizens of Plotsville to be confident in me. I let her down.” Becky said, then lowered her head.
“Becky, ignore Donna. Don’t let her get you down. I have confidence in you, and the Sheriff does too. You know what would make Donna Prescott keep her mouth closed about firing you? Solving this case! So, let’s get to it.” Darby said, then smacked her hands together. She wanted to get Becky’s spirit up because she needed her to help her. She then remembered a funny memory and figured it would make her apprentice smile. “If you don’t start feeling better, I could always take you to Gertrude’s. You know she would LOVE to get her hands on your feet. Hehehe” she joked.
Becky couldn’t help but smile when she heard that joke. She had been a victim of Gertrude’s a few times and knew just how talented that woman was when it came to tickling feet. She also remembered that night when La Diabla came to visit that house. “Yeah, she can tickle muh feet really good. I got to keep muh feet away from her! Hehehe But can you believe what our friend did to her? I never knew how ticklish Gertrude was. That was somethin’ else!” she said with a smile.
“I know! I really wish it was the other way around, but in the end, everyone had a great time. I miss our visitors. I hope they are doing ok in Mexico. I am hoping one of them stays out of trouble, ya know?” Darby said with a wink. She then opened up a folder and started to look over the report. She saw Becky move closer to her desk and she handed her a different folder. “Ok, let’s get to work. Let’s look for patterns. Somehow, this thief sneaks into these women’s homes when no one else is around. Somehow, she picks these victims and goes after them. But why them? What is it about each woman, that this thief knows to go after them? Hmmmm….” she mused.
Becky opened up the folder and looked at the report. She had guessed as well that there had to be some kind of pattern that this thief used. She thought about the victims she did know, such as Sandra, Julie, Mia and of course Donna Prescott. They were all different in their walks of life, but there had to be something that stood out. She figured Donna was a potential victim because everyone knew her family was in the jewel business and word got out that Donna’s parents would go to Boston, making her a perfect target. She looked over the incident reports and focused. “I agree. There must be a pattern! I got to find it!” she said, then continued to read the papers.
HOURS LATER - AT THE THIRSTY COWBOY
Mandy was busy walking around the most popular bar in Plotsville, taking orders and serving drinks to many of the customers. It was a busy day and during the midafternoon, many of the men who worked in Plotsville came in for a refreshing drink during their break. She was used to all the men who came to flirt with her. She loved the attention she got, and knew she had a group of men always wanting to be served by her. Many of them would ask her out, but she loved to tease them. There were times someone had to intervene on her behalf when a man would try to touch her where she shouldn’t be touched. Even with those incidents, she loved her job and worked very hard. She walked towards a table with a tray of beers, and she saw someone come in. She was surprised to see this person because it was the middle of the day, and this person was a school teacher for the kids of Plotsville. “Millie? Is that you? What are you doing here?” she asked with her smile.
Millie Pastori walked into The Thirsty Cowboy and looked for a table. She wanted to come in to have a drink and just enjoy herself for a little bit. She knew many men would be in this bar, and sometimes they could get rowdy, but the bar was so popular, and she wanted to get out of her house for a moment. She stood at 5’3” tall, with a slim frame. Her blond hair was perfectly straight and went to the top of her shoulders. She had some light freckles on her face and wore thin eyeglasses. She was one of several teachers in town and she loved working with kids. She found a table close by the window of the bar, and away from the main area where so many of the construction workers were sitting. She was single, and at 25 years old, she still hoped she could start a family one day. She saw Mandy calling her name and she smiled. She liked interacting with Mandy and found her to be very nice. She also admired her looks and wished she could look like her. She waved back and then saw the blond barmaid headed her way. “Hi, Mandy! Always good to see you.” she told her.
“What are you doing here? It is the middle of the day! Aren’t you supposed to be teaching the kids?” Mandy asked. She liked talking with Millie and found her to be very sweet. She knew she was a little shy, but still very engaging. She thought she was cute as well. The woman was very plain but still had this appeal to her.
“I took the day off today. I wasn’t feeling well and decided to just stay home and relax. Being a teacher to young kids can be draining. Hehehe” Millie responded. She did love teaching kids, but after having an upset stomach, she didn’t want to endure a class full of children. “I wanted to get out of the house for a moment. How are you doing today?” she asked.
“I am doing great! Today is really busy. It is quite hot out today and so many of these guys want to drink. Hehehe” Mandy responded. She saw that smile on Millie, and she started to wonder how she would react to a woman flirting with her. She just didn’t like men; she also had a tendency to flirt with women too. There were many lesbian affairs she had in town, and she still prayed one day she could have a sexual encounter with a woman so desirable, she somehow wanted to seduce her. She had been close a few times, but still wanted to ravish the woman’s body. That was Darby Reeves. She did manage to tickle her large, pink, soft feet, and also flirted with her and was very close to seducing her. The deputy was elusive, but she still held out hope. She looked at Millie and even though she was “plain”, she was still very cute. “So, what can I get you to drink?” she asked.
“Hmmmm….I will just have a martini. Just one glass. Hehehe I don’t want to go overboard. I go back to the class tomorrow.” Mille giggled. She started to hear some music playing and saw a man at the bar piano and playing a tune. It made the entire atmosphere more festive, and she felt good. “I always like this place. It has such great energy.” she said.
“That is why we are the best in town! Hehehehe” Mandy shot back. She wrote down Millie’s order and could see how she was sitting there but moving her shoulders to the music. She found it intriguing that she seemed so festive. She always thought she was strait laced and potentially boring. But seeing her enjoying herself was attractive. She wondered how far this woman would go in regard to having fun. “I can see you enjoying yourself. You should let yourself go. Have some fun today!” she told her.
“Hehehe I’m sorry. I just like this tune, that’s all.” Millie smiled back. She suddenly felt shy and stopped moving around. She didn’t like drawing attention to herself, and she blushed a little. She wanted to be a great role model to children and had to conduct herself professionally.
“Millie! There is nothing you should apologize for! You deserve to have some fun! Loosen up! In fact, I want to have fun with you today!” Mandy offered. She could see there was this fun-loving woman inside Millie, just dying to get out. She wondered just how far she could take her out of her shell and see how she was. She always enjoyed the quick conversations with her, but it was always brief, and Millie was the type of person who was very reserved at times. She then thought of an idea, and it got her excited. She wanted to see the reactions of this woman in certain settings. She wondered if down deep, there was a woman who had a great sensual spirit. “Say, what are you doing in a few hours? I get off my shift and I wanted to take you somewhere.” she offered.
Millie’s eyes perked up when she heard the invite from Mandy. She could see a gleam in Mandy’s eyes and wondered what they would do. She had a few friends in town, but she mainly kept to herself. She had no idea what Mandy had in mind, and she felt shy and excited at the same time. “I will just be home. That’s all. What do you want to do?” she asked.
“Well, before you say no, and get all shy and quiet like, I want you to keep your mind open. I want you to just let yourself go. I promise it will be a learning experience. I want to help you expand your mind. Think of me as your teacher. Hehehe” Mandy said, trying to prepare Millie for what she had in mind.
“Well, what is it? Where do you want to take me?” Millie asked. She could see this twinkle in Mandy’s eyes and now wondered what the beautiful blond woman was thinking.
“Before you say no, just hear me out, ok?” Mandy said. She felt a little nervous because with shy people, they tended to say no to certain things. She believed if she could get Millie to go to this location, it would make this woman have a great life experience. She leaned her body closer to Millie, to avoid saying it too loud for others to hear. “I want to take you to Madam Broussard’s Burlesque show.” she told her.
Millie’s eyes popped wide open in surprise. She heard about that place and how it caused great controversy in town. Many men loved the place, as well as some women, but the very conservative folks in town hated that place. She didn’t know what to think of the place, but she felt she was not the type of person that would visit something like that. She was way too shy and reserved for something like that. “What? You want me to go to that show? I-I don’t know, Mandy. I don’t think that is a place I would enjoy.” she replied, then started to blush.
“Millie, I think it is a great place you would enjoy. I know it sounds like all kinds of crazy things happen there, and I know there are people who hate that place, but I have been there many times and I can tell you that it is a very nice place. The dancers there are very nice people! I think you should go for the experience. Do I look like the type of person that would do something bad to you? In fact, I can be very nice to you. I want to see you have a really good time.” Mandy said, trying to persuade her to come with her.
Millie felt her heart beating faster because going somewhere like that would be a lot for her. She felt herself blushing, because the way some people in town described, there would be naked women having sex on stage with any random guy from the audience. She didn’t want to see those types of acts, and it would definitely be too much for her to handle. She saw Mandy’s smile and it was a very beautiful one, but she didn’t know if she could handle that place. “Thank you for the invite, but I don’t think it would be a good place for me to visit. I don’t want to see a bunch of, you know, naked women on stage. I am too shy for that kind of stuff.” she whispered.
“Hahaha is that what you think goes on in there? Millie, Millie, Millie. You might have been listening to people who never went there before. They are just saying those things because they don’t like it that so many men visit there, and the women are very beautiful. I bet the people who told you that are prudes with sticks up their asses. Hahaha” Mandy said, with a laugh. She could tell Millie was on the fence, but her shy nature was preventing her from saying yes to her invite. She started to get a thrill in her body because she saw this as a challenge. She wanted to see what Millie was like because she seemed so nice and sweet. She started to have a little crush on her because of her spirit.
“Mandy! I-I don’t know if I can do it. You know how shy I am and seeing women dance would be a lot.” Millie said, still feeling herself blush. She started to feel a little guilty because she caught herself a few times in her life fantasizing about women. She always dismissed those thoughts, but they would come to her a few times. It was her deepest secret, and she never told anyone she had those thoughts a few times in her life.
Mandy sat down across from Millie and took her left hand into her right hand. She wanted to comfort her and make her feel relaxed. She felt how soft her hand was, and a thrill went through her body. It made her wonder where else on Millie’s body was soft. “Millie, I promise you. You will enjoy it. Besides, you are a teacher, right? Shouldn’t someone who is educated do some research? You can hear from a bunch of idiots who speculate on things, but wouldn’t it be better to find out the facts for yourself. I think it will do you some good. There are some really nice ladies in there. I always enjoyed going there.” she told her.
“You go there often? Wow, so you say this place is a good place to visit?” Millie asked. She could see how persuasive Mandy was and it didn’t surprise her too much that Mandy visited that location. She thought about what Mandy said, and there was some truth to it. She should do her own research and find out what happens there. She thought of the example being Mandy herself. There were whispers around town that Mandy was a ***** and slept with everyone, including women. However, she found her to be a very nice person once you got to know her a little bit. She knew she was very flirtatious, but didn’t think she was a *****. Perhaps there was some validity to what she was saying. She felt Mandy’s warm hand on hers and it felt comforting. She took a deep breath and prepared herself for an adventure she didn’t think was possible. “Ok….I will go.” she said quietly.
Mandy heard those soft words, and she smiled. She could see how shy Millie looked and she loved it. She felt a thrill in her body because she wanted to see if Millie had some sensual areas of her personality and get her to be more open. She made a small clap of her hands and smiled big towards her friend. “I am so glad you will go! Millie, I promise you, it will be a good time. You will see how amazing these dancers are. Who knows, you might even want to be one! Hehe” she told her and giggled.
Millie started to blush at the suggestion that she could be a dancer. She liked Mandy’s energy, but she was far too shy for something like that. She knew she was personable with others, but doing something like dancing at a burlesque show would be way out of character for her. “Mandy! You know I wouldn’t do that. Hehe So, when do we meet?” she asked.
“I get off of my shift in two hours. We could go then. It is better to go during the daytime. Nighttime and the strange men show up. Haha” Mandy joked. It was beginning to be midafternoon and she did not work the late shift this night. She felt a surge of adrenaline because she loved visiting the burlesque show. The dancers always mesmerized her and now she had someone to take with her. “So, stop on by and we can go their together. Thank you, Millie! Now, let me get your martini.” she told her, then walked away.
Millie watched Mandy walked away and she felt nervous. She had never seen anything like the burlesque show and wondered how she would react. It sounded interesting to be there, and she remembered Mandy’s words to keep an open mind. “Well Millie dear, you got yourself into an adventure. Let’s see how this goes.” she told herself, then started to look around the bar and enjoy the music playing.
Darby was walking through the streets of Plotsville and enjoyed the view. It was a warm day, but she didn’t mind as much. She was on patrol and needed to get out amongst the citizens. Those several days off refreshed her and now she was trying to get back into the swing of things. After reviewing those files with Becky, she didn’t see anything that really stood out yet, and she had to take a break. She met with Sheriff Dickerson, and they had a productive meeting. Now, she was out and about while her patrol partner, Deputy George was on the other side of town, doing his part of the patrol. She could see some of the civilians waving at her and she always tipped her hat towards them. Plotsville was growing a lot, and the law enforcement work became a lot busier. She remembered Mayor Hickenbottom brought in a developer who was helping to expand the town. She looked forward to meeting her because she heard good things about her. Then suddenly, she heard a scream. Darby turned her head in that direction, then heard another scream. Her heart started to race, and she started to run in the direction of the scream. When she got closer, she thought she heard a very familiar noise. It sounded like……laughter. That puzzled her and when she rounded the corner of a building, she saw a young woman trying to get up from sitting on the ground, and another one holding her down. She saw them smiling and then the one on the ground started to scream again. “What in tarnation is going on around here?” she asked.
The girl on the ground looked up and saw the legendary Deputy Darby Reeves standing there before her and she froze. She looked at her friend, then back at Darby. “D-Deputy Darby? W-What are you doing here?” she asked in shock.
“I heard you screaming, so I had to come check it out. What are you two doing?” Darby asked, then placed her hands on her hips and stared at the two young ladies. They appeared to be in their early 20s, and they both had these sheepish grins on their faces.
“Um, nothing. We were just playing around. Hehehe” the girl holding the friend down said. She felt really shy at the moment, then stood up. She dusted off her dress and faced Darby as though she was a small child about to be scolded by her parents.
“Playing around? Ya both had me worried that something terrible was happening. Why was she screaming?” Darby asked, raising her right eyebrow. She had a feeling these two were good friends, but she still wanted to know why she was screaming so much.
“It’s nothing really. S-She was being mean to me! She….she….” the young victim started to say.
“She what?” Darby asked, trying to find out what was happening. She was relieved that this wasn’t a true emergency but was curious about the screaming.
“She……she TICKLED ME!!!! hehehehe” the young woman said with a laugh. She got to her feet and now was standing next to her friend and faced the heroic deputy.
“She tickled you?” Darby asked in response. She thought it was cute that they were horsing around with each other, but just hearing the word “tickled” sent a chill in her body.
“Yes!!! She was tickling me, and I am VERY VERY ticklish! She’s evil!!” the woman pointed out. She then stuck out her tongue at her friend, acting silly once again.
“Hehehe she deserved it! She didn’t want to do me a favor, so I had to tickle her to make her do it. hahaha Just some harmless fun.” her friend responded.
Darby couldn’t help but smile when she heard the explanation. These were two young ladies enjoying themselves on a warm summer day. “Ah, ok. Well can you not scream bloody murder next time? I thought you might be getting killed or something. Haha” she joked.
“We’re sorry, Deputy Darby. I am so ticklish, it is frightening. Hehehe It is my greatest weakness.” the young victim said, then felt shy. She saw Darby’s smile and she felt relieved they weren’t going to get into trouble.
“I understand. Ok, ladies. Next time, can you tickle each other in a more private setting?” Darby told them with a wink. She was about to turn away when she heard a question that made her freeze.
“Thank you, deputy. Oh, are you ticklish?” the aggressive young woman asked. She saw Darby pause and then slowly turn around. She was surprised by the shy look on Darby’s face which only got her excited.
“Am I ticklish? Hehe Well, if I was, I sure wouldn’t tell you. Hehehe” Darby joked back. She felt nervous and couldn’t believe these two playful young women just rattled her.
“Hehehe hmmmmmm Deputy Darby ticklish? What a fun thought! Let me guess, your weak spot is your feet?” the aggressive one asked. She started to have thoughts of a ticklish reaction from Darby, and it gave her a thrill. She looked at Darby’s boots for a moment, then back towards her face. She noticed that Darby suddenly looked really nervous.
“Hehehehe muh feet? Ladies, you both have a good day. I have to finish muh patrol. Remember, if you are going to tickle one another, please, do it somewhere private.” Darby responded, then tipped her hat. She figured she better leave this situation. She couldn’t believe how nervous she got once they mentioned her feet. She knew she had to leave that conversation, or they would try to completely unnerve her, and she might accidentally reveal her greatest weakness.
The aggressive young woman waved goodbye to Darby and had a smile on her face. She looked at her friend and winked. “I think we just made her nervous! Can you imagine? Deputy Darby is ticklish! You see how scared she looked? I bet her feet are her weakness! I wish I could find out! Take off those boots of hers, and then just tickle away!” she grinned.
“Hehehe stop that! You are not going to tickle her feet. Come on, let’s get out of here before we cause more trouble.” the young victim said. She started to walk away with her friend, and they started to giggle over that interaction.
“Hehehe I really wish we could tickle her feet and other places on her body. I think it would be amazing….” the aggressive one said as she walked away. Thoughts of a tied-up Darby, with her boots and socks removed, filled her mind. She imagined what it would be like if she did run her fingers up and down Darby’s feet and hear her laugh. She looked at her friend and knew that once they were in private, her friend’s feet were going to be tickled, and she would dream of them being Darby’s!
Darby continued to walk her patrol and thought about those two young ladies having fun. She thought about the tickle fight that she lost to La Diabla, and it made her miss her lover. She wondered what she was up to in Mexico and also thought about Cheyenne and Molly. They were such great company and hoped to see them again soon. Then, she heard her name being called and she turned around. She felt her heart sink because someone was approaching her, and she really did not want to deal with this woman at this time. It made her think of Becky, and she felt for her apprentice. The woman appeared before her standing about 5’9” tall with a slim figure. She wore a peach-colored fancy hat to match her peach-colored fancy dress. She saw a look of consternation on her face, and she prepared herself for this conversation. “Donna Prescott. How are you today?” she asked.
Donna Prescott approached Deputy Darby in a huff. She was walking around the town and when she saw the heroic deputy, she wanted to approach her and give her a piece of her mind. She was still fuming over the loss of her family ruby jewel and with her father returning sometime in the next week, she had to get it back. She still remembered that fateful night where she was tied up and tied to a chair in her own home by some jewel thief. She even had a bodyguard, but she was subdued, tied up and saw her get tortured in the most unique way. Becky Lockhart was her protector, and she watched her get tortured. It was such an amazing, yet scary sight watching the thief tickle Becky all over. She saw the apprentice getting her feet tickled, as well as her body. She even saw some of Becky’s private areas and it stunned her. The worst part was the thief told her that the same was going to happen to her. She knew she was deathly ticklish, and once the thief started to go towards her after decimating Becky, she quickly surrendered the ruby. Donna did not want to get tickle tortured because she was very aware of how ticklish she was. Now, after the indignity of surrendering that jewel, she wanted someone to pay. She wanted Becky Lockhart to pay for her failure. Now, she saw Darby and it was time to unload. “DEPUTY DARBY!!! I have been wanting to talk to you!” she shouted.
Darby heard that tone of voice coming from Donna, and she knew this was not going to be a good conversation. She took a deep breath and remembered that she had to be calm. Even though Donna was going to be full of hot air, she was still a citizen of Plotsville and she was a victim of a crime. She deserved that respect, and she tried to smile. “Hello, Donna. How are you today?” she asked with a slight smile.
“Um, I’m fine!” Donna said, a little disarmed from Darby’s demeanor. She was feeling very angry and frustrated and wanted to yell at anyone in law enforcement. Darby’s calm demeanor threw her off a bit, but she had to carry on. “Now, I want to talk to you about what happened to me! I-I was ROBBED!!!! An evil thief broke into my home, tied me up and stole a very precious jewel from my family. What are YOU going to do about it?!” she screamed.
“I heard about that, and I want to tell you how sorry I am that happened to you. Most importantly, I am glad you are ok. That must have been very scary for ya, and I am truly glad that nothing bad happened to you.” Darby said with a slight smile. She wanted to be calm and sympathetic towards her and hopefully she would calm down and avoid a verbal confrontation.
“Thank you for your concern. I am ok physically, but I am still very angry!!!!” Donna shouted back. She saw that look of concern on Darby’s face and once again, it disarmed her. It appeared Darby was being genuine, but she had to continue on her rant. “I was supposed to be under the protection of YOUR apprentice! Aren’t you supposed to teach her everything you know? SHE FAILED MISERABLY!! Now, the jewel is gone!” she huffed.
“I heard about that too. I understand that Becky was captured and tied up in front of you. She feels absolutely horrible that she let you down. I can assure you that she learned from it and that she will be much better in the future. Now, as for the jewel……” Darby started to say.
“SHE IS TERRIBLE!!!! I mean, she is REALLY incompetent. Did she tell you everything that happened?” Donna asked. She could feel her heart beating faster and her anger continued to grow as she thought about what happened that fateful night.
Darby heard that question and wondered if she should acknowledge the torture Becky went through. She knew exactly how humiliating it was to be tickle tortured, so she wanted to try and pretend she didn’t know that part. Just like she didn’t want anyone to know her own ticklish weakness and how criminals exploited it to defeat her several times. She wondered if Donna was the type of person to reveal that humiliating weakness. “She told me she was tied up, and the thief threatened you. Since she was incapacitated, the thief went after you, and you gave up the jewel. She feels so bad that she was rendered helpless.” she told her.
Donna heard that response and she paused. She wondered if she should tell Darby how Becky was tortured. It was a terrible sight for her to listen to those hysterical laughs and see Becky’s body tickled all over the place. She thought about those big, pinkish feet. She thought about some of the more personal spots on Becky’s body that she saw. She thought about how it could have happened to her, which was why she surrendered the precious ruby. She figured she shouldn’t describe the torture, because it would also be an admission of weakness for her. If everyone knew she was extremely ticklish herself and that would be a way to get her to surrender, people might be enticed to do it to her in the future. “That’s right! She was incapacitated!! The thief threatened me too! Well, what are we going to do about it? I have to get that jewel back!” she yelled.
Darby felt a sense of relief that Donna didn’t tell her about the tickle torture. She really wanted to spare Becky that kind of embarrassment. She also remembered when Becky told her that this thief went around tickle torturing all of the victims, which was never in the reports. She knew how embarrassing it would be. It also meant that since the thief threatened Donna with the same kind of torture and made her watch as Becky was tortured, Donna must have been very ticklish herself. She knew she had to spare this woman her dignity even though she was not very fond of her. She focused on what the next steps would be. “We are currently investigating it. We will find this thief and bring them to justice. We will do everything in our power to bring back the jewel to you. I can assure you……” she started to say when she heard a scream.
“HELP!!!! SOMEONE HELP ME!!!! HELP!!!” a voice cried out.
Darby’s head turned and she heard the noise coming from down the street she was walking. She looked over at Donna and had to excuse herself. She had to go find out what was happening. “I have to go now! We will talk later!” she said, then started to turn around to leave.
“WHAT ABOUT MY JEWEL?!! We are not done!!!” Donna screamed as she saw Darby run off. She felt her body trembling with anger that Darby had to leave her, and then she turned to walk away fuming.
Darby heard Donna’s voice, but she was more concerned about the call for help. She made it down the street and saw a small space in between some buildings. Her eyes caught something happening and she felt her body tense up. She saw an older lady hanging onto a bag and some grizzled man was trying to pull it from her. It appeared he was trying to steal from her, so she ran over to intervene. Her eyes noticed the man wasn’t wearing a gun belt, so he was most likely unarmed. “Hey!!! What is going on over here?!” she yelled out.
The older lady looked over and saw Deputy Darby standing there and she felt confident that this robbery in progress would end. “Deputy Darby!!! He’s trying to steal my bag!!! Help me!” she yelled out.
Darby saw the man looking at her and she furrowed her brow. She did not like criminals attacking the good people of Plotsville and it was time to bring this man to jail. “Hey! Let her bag go and surrender! You are under arrest!” she yelled out.
The man looked at Darby and smiled. He let go of the bag and sized up the deputy. He heard about Darby and seeing her in person was exciting. She was a tall woman, standing about 6’1” with a slim, athletic figure. He heard about her reputation and if he beat her or got away, he would be seen by other criminals as a hero of sorts. “Why don’t ya shut your mouth and let me do what I need to do?!” he spat back.
Darby heard that tone of voice and knew a potential confrontation could happen. She was armed and knew this could all be over by simply pulling her gun, but she wanted to not shoot the man unless it was a last resort. She saw him letting go of the bag, so at least he didn’t succeed in his crime, but it was time to get this man to jail. “Listen to me, you are going to jail. We can do this peacefully, or I can drag your sorry behind to jail! Your choice.” she told him, then winked.
The man felt his adrenaline flowing when he saw that wink. It appeared she was taunting him, and he was not going to let any woman do that to him. “Oh yeah? I like to see you, try. We both know you can’t do it physically because yer a woman and I am a MAN. Hehehe Without that gun, we both know I would beat you down, then….hehehehe take care of your body. You are pretty….hehe” he said, trying to unnerve her.
“Thank you for calling me pretty. You on the other hand, well, I don’t want to be mean, but I don’t think you can…..perform little man.” Darby said, with a slight grin. She knew she could get into this man’s ego and force him into mistakes.
“WHY YOU BITCH! I will show ya who is a real man! Why don’t ya fight me and find out? Or is Deputy Darby going to use her gun to cheat? Yer yellow and ya know it!” the man challenged. He saw that gun and had to goad her into a fight. Because he could beat her down, take her gun and even perhaps take her prisoner and have his way with her. He saw the look on Darby’s face and saw her smiling. That made him even angrier.
“I don’t need muh gun to take you in. This will be too easy. Hehehee little boy.” Darby mocked. She then stood completely loose and not in a prepared fighting stance. It was time to goad this man and then take him down.
The man saw Darby’s body coming loose and that was an insult. She showed no fear and now he wanted to teach her a lesson! “Why you red headed bitch!!!” he yelled, the lunged forward.
Darby saw the man lunging and she wanted to laugh. She had gotten into many fights with the men in town and arrested them all. Most of them relied on their strength, and she knew that if she wasn’t careful, then she would be knocked out. The last few months, she defeated every criminal that tried to fight her with relative ease. She learned a lot from fighting Thalia Laskaris. The woman was so skilled in fighting and those two battles taught her a lot. She saw the man coming and she simply moved out of the way. Once he went a little bit past her, she punched him in the rib and heard that groan. She saw him get upright and hold the ribs she just punched. “Awww…..did I hurt you?” she taunted.
The man heard that taunt and then swung again in wild anger. He then felt punches to his ribs and stomach, then a shot to the side of the head which staggered him. He was surprised about how fast she moved, and he tried another wild swing. He missed and then felt a solid shot to his jaw. That made him fall backwards and onto his ass on the ground. “What the hell?” he asked himself as her felt pain.
Darby saw the man hit the ground and knew she had to end this quickly. There was no time to waste. She then moved quickly and using the top of her boot, she swung her leg and connected to the side of the man’s head, and he collapsed to the ground in a heap, completely dazed. She then stood over him and glared down at him. “Like I said, you are under arrest….” she said, then planted her boot on his chest.
The older lady stood there in total shock as she witnessed Darby take down this man who tried to rob her. She was amazed how easily she conquered the man. She had never seen a woman fight so elegantly and she swelled with pride and respect. She knew who Darby was and heard about all the things she had done. But she had never seen it happen in person, and she was in total awe. “Deputy Darby! Y-You did it. You really beat him.” she said in a shocked voice.
Darby looked over and heard the woman’s voice. She could see the look of surprise on her face, and she loved it. She heard the words and felt good inside. She tipped her hat towards her, then knelt down, so she could handcuff the man and then get him to jail. “Thank you, Ma’am. Just doing muh job.” she said with a wink.
The woman watched with such admiration as she watched Darby handcuff the man, then haul him up to his feet.She saw the look of embarrassment on the man’s face and she felt so grateful. “Thank you, Deputy! You truly are Plotsville’s protector!” she said with a huge smile.
Darby heard that compliment and felt good inside. She always loved doing her job and seeing the citizens give her such respect and praise always felt great. She then started to march the man away and headed back to the Sheriff’s station to place the man in jail. She felt very confident in her abilities and looked forward to stopping others from committing crime within Plotsville!
A FEW HOURS LATER
“Mandy, I-I am kind of nervous. I have never been in a place like this before.” Millie said as she approached the entrance of the burlesque show. She started to have second thoughts about coming along with Mandy as she heard the music coming from inside the place and a lot of cheers.
“Millie! You will be ok. You will enjoy yourself. You need to have some fun tonight. You are not schoolteacher Millie right now, you are ‘I am a gorgeous woman about to have some fun in her life’ Millie right now. So, let’s go.” Mandy said, then grabbed Millie’s hand and walked her to the entrance. She felt excited when she arrived at the entrance and walked in. She loved coming to this place and looked forward to seeing the women dancing provocatively. She went inside the main showroom and looked around. Since it was late afternoon, she knew this was the perfect time to arrive because most of the male crowd would arrive within the next few hours. She saw a table near the back corner and guided Millie towards it. She saw a dancer on stage already exciting the crowd with her provocative dancing and her nipples stiffened. She wished she could go on stage and join the ladies. Once she made it to the table, she sat down and watched Millie sit down and had a look of nervousness on her face. She placed her hand on her knee and tried to soothe her. “Isn’t this place great?” she asked.
Millie looked around and took in the atmosphere. There was a great energy within the showroom, and she saw the men sitting there drinking and their eyes were glued to the dancer on stage. She saw the dancer was a shorter woman with short cropped blond hair. The way she moved was very seductive and appeared to be flexible. Her outfit was very revealing and even though she had a smaller bust, she found her to be very sexy. She saw Mandy staring right back at her and that look of joy made her feel a little better. “I-I can’t believe I am actually here. Wow. It is so……so interesting.” she said.
Mandy giggled when she heard that response. She wanted Millie to relax and enjoy herself. She found Millie to be very cute and wanted to see if she could find her inner “sexual beauty” and let herself go. “Yes, this place is interesting. I love the dancer on stage. That is Ingrid. She is one of the many dancers they have. I am telling you, Millie. You are going to have a great time!” she told her, then gave a gentle squeeze on the knee.
“Hehehehehehe Mandy! That tickled!” Millie squealed when she felt the squeeze on her knee. She was always very ticklish and felt shy. She looked at Mandy’s face and the look she had really made her nervous.
“Ticklish, huh? That is a very nice thing to learn about you. Hehehe It means your body is alive and ready to enjoy pleasures!” Mandy said, then felt a streak of lust in her body. There was something very cute about Millie’s laugh and wondered where else she was ticklish. She then saw a woman approaching her and she grinned. It was one of her favorite people in this establishment and felt her heart beating faster. “Hello Rita!” she said with a large grin.
Rita saw Mandy sitting there at a table with another woman and she wanted to go say hello. She recognized the blond woman and loved interacting with her. She always enjoyed being in Mandy’s presence and could tell the woman had great sexual energy. She enjoyed Mandy flirting with her and the other dancers and that always got her aroused. She looked at the other woman sitting there and she seemed a bit shy and timid. She loved those types of women and wondered if she could get her to loosen up. She arrived at the table and smiled. “Hello Mandy! So good to see you again. Welcome back!” she said with a huge grin.
“It is great to see you again! The place seems alive, and Ingrid is giving one hell of a performance. Hehehe Oh, this is my friend Millie. This is the first time she has been here, and I wanted to show her a good time.” Mandy said, then looked over at Millie.
“Nice to meet you, Millie. Welcome to Margaret Broussard’s Burlesque show. I hope you enjoy your visit here. You are in for a great treat as our dancers are THE very best in the West! I am Rita Wade, the lead dancer here.” Rita said introducing herself and extending her hand.
“Thank you, Rita. It is nice meeting you too. My name is Millie. Millie Pastori. T-This is my first time here and it looks like a nice place.” Millie responded, then shook the extended hand of Rita. She could feel Rita’s energy and she seemed very glamorous. She saw that her brown hair was up in a bun, and she was wearing a blue blouse that exposed her cleavage and a long black skirt that had many sequins on it and black leather boots that peeked out from the bottom. There was something about this woman that felt calming to her.
Rita felt Millie’s hand in hers and could feel just how soft it was. That sent a thrill of lust in her body, and she could see just how cute the woman was. She wondered where else she was soft and looked back at Mandy. “Would you both like to order some drinks?” she asked.
“No thanks, I will pass. I have to teach class tomorrow and drinks this late wouldn’t be good for me. hehe” Millie giggled.
“I will have a martini. Keeping it simple tonight. Heheeh” Mandy giggled. She looked over at Millie and could see she was at least a bit more relaxed. She then looked back at Rita and loved that woman’s pretty face. “So, will you be dancing tonight?” she asked.
“Hehehehe Not tonight, but tomorrow night, YOU better be here Miss Mandy. I will give you a special dance to see!” Rita said in a flirtatious voice. Mandy’s sexual energy gave her a thrill and she talked to her boss a few times about her. She then nodded her head and walked away. Thoughts of a naked Mandy filled her head and thought about perhaps trying to seduce the woman. She and Marge the owner talked about having some fun with the women of Plotsville and Mandy would be a great target.
“See? I told you this place was great! Millie, this is the beginning of a new phase in your life. You will be schoolteacher by day, but sexy and alive Millie by night. Hehehe” Mandy said with a giggle.
“Mandy! Hehehe let’s not get carried away. I mean, this place is not as bad as I thought, but I doubt I will become some sexy woman. Stop that!” Millie said with a giggle. She felt incredibly shy at the moment and saw the look on Mandy’s face. The woman had such a presence on her and she wondered what kind of activities Mandy participated in when she was in private. She then looked at the stage and watched Ingrid get off. The next dancer came on stage, and she watched the dancer starting to perform. It was a fascinating sight and even though all the men were whooping and hollering, she saw a few other women inside the showroom, and they were cheering the dancer on as well. This was a very fascinating place and she started to enjoy it.
Two hours passed by, and Mandy was in arousal heaven. She watched all those performers, and her own arousal was sky high. She also had two martinis, and she felt a little buzzed at the moment. She was having such a great time with Millie and noticed she had loosened up a bit. She was very engaging and the two of them had such fun watching all the dancers. She also noticed that the crowd was much larger, and the atmosphere became electric. She also knew a bunch of drunk men would start to get a bit rowdier and saw one of the show’s bouncers already holding her gun out in case there was trouble. She knew this time of night might be too much for such a shy and reserved woman, and decided it was time to leave. “Ok, Millie. You ready to go home now?” she asked.
Millie could see how the crowd was getting, and she felt nervous. She knew that with all the construction and growth happening in Plotsville, many of the men wanted to exert their sexual energy and she did not want to be a target of harassment. She heard Mandy’s voice, and she agreed. “Yes, I am ready to go.” she replied.
Mandy stood up and took Millie’s hand to guide her out of the showroom before some drunk man would speak to them. Millie wasn’t ready for that yet, so she had to get her out of there. As she approached the exit, she saw Rita heading her way. “Hey Rita, we are headed out of here now. This was a great show, and I will be back tomorrow. I have to see my favorite girl dance! Hehe” she giggled.
Rita smiled when she heard Mandy’s compliments. She could sense that Mandy was a little aroused and she really loved that. “You better show up! Hehehe If not, my heart will be broken. I hope you also enjoyed your time here.” she replied, then looked at Millie.
“It was nice. It was definitely different than anything I have ever seen. It was a nice experience. Thank you for being so nice.” Millie said with a smile. She did appreciate the hospitality of Rita, and the dancers seemed nice. “Maybe I will come here again one day.” she added.
“Yes, you must come visit again soon! Now, I hope you both have a safe journey home and Mandy…..I will see you tomorrow. Hehehe In fact, I might even give you a tour of our backstage area.” Rita said with a seductive smile.
Mandy got really excited when she heard that offer. She would love to go backstage and see all the dancers. She felt her nipples starting to stiffen and knew she had to leave, or she was going to say something very seductive, but Millie was standing there next to her. “That sounds like a deal! See you tomorrow, Rita!” she said, then started to leave the premises.
Rita watched as Mandy walked out with Millie and she licked her lips. She liked the idea of Mandy coming backstage and showing her around. She also knew what she had in mind. She started to giggle at herself and got a little excited about the prospect of Mandy being under her clutches. She then heard a loud roar from the crowd and turned around. It was time to get back to work and entertain the horny, drunk men.
Mandy felt a little giddy as she walked away from the building. She loved the sensual vibe that Rita always gave and the thought of going backstage was exciting. She looked over at Millie who seemed to be processing what she had just experienced. “So, you would be willing to come back to this place one day?” she asked.
“Yes, I think I would. I mean, the dancers are really pretty and the way they move is very nice. That show is not as bad as some people think. I am still a little shy over some things, but I-I liked the show.” Millie responded, then started to blush. The images of the dancers onstage stayed in her mind, and she hoped her own imagination wouldn’t get too far.
“Hehehe I am glad to hear that. Yes, that show is absolutely amazing! The women are very beautiful and seem to care about the women who do attend. The men will always be the men and will pay all of their hard-earned money with them, but with ladies, they are very sweet and caring towards us. I think you will always have a good time and always keep an open mind.” Mandy told her. She started to look at Millie and saw just how cute she was. She realized she was starting to feel an attraction to her, but also considered she was already getting horny and had been drinking. Millie was a much more reserved woman, so she had to be careful not to appear aggressive with her because she might get offended.
“Hehehe yes, I will keep an open mind. Thank you, Mandy, I had a good time. I guess I will head on home now. I had fun today and you are very nice. I hope you get back home safely and get some good rest.” Millie said, then reached forward to give Mandy a hug. She was very appreciative that Mandy did keep her safe and opened her eyes to new experiences. Then she felt something pressing onto her sides and she felt a large ticklish tremor flowing there her body. “hehe” she softly giggled.
Mandy loved the words that Millie told her and when she felt the hug, she felt very happy. She wanted to return the hug and when she pressed her fingers into the sides by accident, she felt Millie’s body react. She let go of the hug and heard that small giggle. “What’s the matter?” she asked.
“Heheh Nothing. You just tickled me, that’s all.” Millie said blushing. She looked at Mandy and saw her smiling back at her.
“Oh really? Hehehe I am sorry. I didn’t mean to do that. So, you’re ticklish huh?” Mandy asked. She felt a surge of lust flowing through her thinking about the prospect of a ticklish schoolteacher.
“Yes, I am. Hahaha I have always been.” Millie responded with a giggle. She felt a little embarrassed for admitting a fun weakness, but Mandy was such a nice woman.
“That is adorable. Hehehe ticklish women are so much fun!” Mandy responded, then felt her nipples starting to throb. She knew she needed to calm down, but another thought entered her mind. She thought of a fun thing to do and really see how Millie would react in the situation. “Hey, you have been amazing to be around today. You know, I should introduce you to my friend, Gertrude. Gertrude Billington who works at Rob’s Bakery. I think you would enjoy meeting her.” she offered.
“That sounds nice. I think I know who you are talking about because I love Rob’s Bakery. Hehe” Millie responded with a giggle.
“Good! Well, the next time I see her, I will ask if we can visit her and have a good time. I can guarantee you that you will have a good time and laugh yourself silly. Hahaha” Mandy told her with a gleam in her eyes. She thought about what it would be like if Millie had her feet in Gertrude’s clutches. Hearing that sweet giggle would be exciting and she continued to feel her arousal building up again and she had to leave this moment, or she might try something too far. “I hope you have a goodnight, Millie. I am happy you had a good time.” she told her.
“I look forward to meeting Gertrude and having a laughing good time. Hehehe Goodnight Mandy. Rest well.” Millie said with her sweet smile, then started to head home.
“Mmmm…..I got to stop fantasizing about Millie. Hehehe She is very cute though. I wonder if she would play with girls if she was in the right moment.” Mandy thought to herself, then started to walk home. She wondered if she should visit Deputy George because she was feeling horny or just go home and take care of herself.
Millie walked to her house and could feel the temperature starting to cool down since the sun was setting. It was still quite warm, but not as hot during the day. She made it to her house and walked up the walkway. It was such a good day, and she was happy she did go to The Thirsty Cowboy to see Mandy. She was such a nice woman and even though there were whispers around town that she was a *****, she liked how personable she was and a little flirty, but nothing over the top. She really started to like her visit to the Burlesque show. It was very different to her, but also not as bad as some of the angrier folks in towns said it was. The dancers were nice, and it was a good time. She unlocked her door and headed inside. It was very quiet inside her house, and she walked over to her couch and sat down. It felt good to be home and she had to mentally prepare herself to teach class to the kids tomorrow. She leaned her head back for a moment and closed her eyes. Then, she thought she heard a noise. It sounded like it came from her bedroom and that made her open her eyes. “Am I hearing things? Hehehe” she giggled to herself.
Millie closed her eyes again, but now her brain was wondering what the noise was. She was always a jumpy person and now her imagination was getting to the best of her. She opened her eyes and then she screamed! “AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
A figure was standing right in front of Millie, with their arms crossed and staring at the woman sitting on the couch. There was a grin on the face but it was hidden under their hooded face. Their eyes lit up when they saw the reaction and felt a chill when hearing the scream. It was time once again to take care of a new victim! The Tickling Thief was back! “Hello there!” she said.
Millie couldn’t believe her eyes. There was someone standing in her living room in front of her. The figure was wearing black clothing and wore this dark grey mask that appeared to be a burlap bag with eyes cut out of them. The person was not very tall and appeared to be very thin. Her heart was racing, and she felt incredibly scared. “W-Who are you?” she asked with great fear in her voice.
“Now, I need you to be very quiet. If you scream, then great harm will come to you!” the thief said with a menacing tone. She approached Millie and knew she had to intimidate her. She was excited about this new victim and couldn’t wait to play with her. After her recent triumph over stealing a very valuable jewel from Donna Prescott’s house, she felt very powerful. She loved the way that entire experience went down, and she wanted to have more fun with this new victim. Her last tickle victim wasn’t even Donna. It was Becky Lockhart, and she really enjoyed that one. Not only did she tickle all the sweet spots, such as the sides, stomach and ribs, she got to tickle those soft, pinkish feet of Becky. Then she started to tickle her more private areas and that sent her confidence through the roof. It was fun sexually teasing Becky, and she would have done it to Donna, but the rich woman surrendered that ruby. She wondered about this latest victim. She was very cute and would probably have a sensitive body. She also considered tickling this poor woman in her most intimate areas.
Millie froze when she heard that threat. This strange person broke into her home and now threatened harm to her. She wanted to scream for help. She wanted to scream to the top of her lungs, but she did not want to be harmed. She started to get emotional because she was nowhere near a fighter and this person could kill her. She didn’t even know if this was a man or a woman, but sensed it was a woman from the stature and could hear some femininity within the voice. “Please….don’t hurt me. I don’t want to be hurt.” she whimpered.
“Good! Keep that in mind. Now, I need you to cooperate with me. I want you to turn your body around a little and put your arms behind your back. Do not make any sounds or…..something bad might happen to you.” the thief demanded. She then took off her satchel and prepared to take out some ropes. It was time to bind this woman and then torture her so she could steal her jewels.
Millie felt her heart nearly popping out of her chest. She could not believe this intruder was in her home and now she faced the prospect of being harmed or even killed. She heard the instructions and even though she didn’t want it to happen, she knew she had to do what was instructed. She sat on the edge of her couch and then turned her back slightly and put her arms behind her back. She then felt the intruder touching her arms and felt rope being tied around her wrists. That really frightened her because this person was trying to tie her up! “Please….don’t hurt me. What do you want from me?” she asked with intense fear in her voice.
“I will tell you what I want soon. Now, be a good girl and stay quiet!” the thief demanded. She continued to tie a knot in the rope and managed to secure the wrists. Then, she took out another rope from her satchel and started to wrap it around the chest and back of Millie and pinned her arms together. She grinned under her hooded mask and then moved back a little and grabbed the ankles from behind. She then forced Millie to lay onto her stomach on the couch and had her ankles in her lap. She started to tie another rope around the ankles, right above the shoe tops. She looked at the shoes and could tell the feet were average size. She thought about the fun she was about to have with those feet hiding inside the shoes and she prayed they were going to be very responsive to her touch. Once she got the ankles tied, she took out one more rope and started to bind the knees together. The way she tied up Millie would allow her to completely incapacitate her, and she could take advantage of her body without the limbs moving around too much. She then used her strength and flipped Millie onto her back onto the couch. She could see that frightened look in her eyes and now it was time to terrify this woman. “Now that I have you all tied up, I will tell you why I am here. I want your valuables. I want all your jewelry. Give them to me.” she demanded in a calm voice.
Millie was stunned that she was tied up. Her wrists were tied together behind her back. Her arms were pressed to her sides as much as they could be, and the rope was wrapped around her torso. Ropes also pinned her knees together and her ankles too. She felt so helpless, and she was scared to death. Whoever this person was, they managed to completely terrify her. She saw that hooded mask and she couldn’t see any distinct facial features. Just those eyes staring at her. When she heard what the intruder wanted, her mind went into a frenzy. She did not own any jewelry except one pair of earrings that were not made of anything valuable. As a schoolteacher, she didn’t have too much money. She wondered if not having any jewelry meant that this intruder would leave her alone. “I-I don’t have any jewelry. I-I am just a schoolteacher for small children.” she told her.
The thief heard that response and she grinned. She loved it when her victims denied they had any valuables because it meant she could torture them until they told her the truth and could take their valuables. “You think I haven’t heard that before? Hehehe Now look, give me the jewels or you will suffer the consequences.” she threatened.
“Y-You got to believe me! I don’t have any jewelry at all! Just some earrings. Made of brass. I have nothing! Please, you got to let me go!” Millie told her. She desperately wanted to get out of this situation and felt that by telling the truth, the intruder would leave her alone and she would be free.
“Fine, you want to do things the hard way. There will be…….consequences.” the thief said, then moved Millie’s ankles off her lap. She stood up and made her way over towards Millie’s head. She reached inside her satchel again and pulled out a black handkerchief. She wanted to gag this woman before she could scream and potentially alert neighbors. This part of Plotsville had homes really close to one another. There wasn’t much space between them so a neighbor could potentially hear screams. She started to move the gag towards Millie but noticed she had shut her mouth. “Open wide….” she said.
Millie saw the intruder getting closer to her face and saw the handkerchief in her hand. She had no idea what was about to happen, but she had to try and remain calm. She then heard those words, and her eyes lit up. That handkerchief was going to be stuffed inside her mouth! She clamped her lips tightly and turned her head away. She did not want some foreign object inside her mouth.
The thief watched as Millie turned her head towards the back of the couch. She loved it when her victims tried to resist her. It gave her the opportunity to now test this woman’s sensitivity. She looked at her chest area and the rib area. She had the handkerchief in her right hand and then used her left hand to start poking at the ribs. She saw the body flinching and then Millie’s head turned right back towards her in surprise. “Hmmm….something wrong? Did I touch a nerve?” she said in a mocking tone.
Millie felt those pokes in her ribs and a strong ticklish reaction hit her body. She turned her head and wondered if it was an accident. It was frustrating to her that she couldn’t see this person’s facial expressions. She watched in horror as the fingers went towards her ribs again. She could see that dainty looking hand getting closer and her fear spiked. She shook her head “no” and started to whimper.
The thief could see that look of ticklish panic in Millie’s eyes and she knew she had a very ticklish victim on her hands. Now, it was time to play mind games. “Hehehe I think someone is…..a bit ticklish. Oh, what is your name by the way? You better tell me or……” she asked, then started to wiggle her fingers in the air.
Millie felt her body go cold when she heard this intruder talking about her being ticklish. She knew she was deathly ticklish, and this person seemed to want to do that to her. She heard the question regarding her name, and she felt nervous. If she spoke, then that handkerchief could be stuffed inside her mouth. If she didn’t, those wiggling fingers could possibly tickle her silly. “My name is….Millie.” she said, then clamped her lips together tight again.
“Millie? Millie. Hmmm, Millie. Nice name. Now listen Millie, I suggest you open your mouth. I have no problem forcing you to open it. In fact, I think your own body will force you to do it when I see how ticklish you are.” the thief said. She knew either way, that mouth would be opened. Either voluntarily, or because Millie would be laughing herself silly.
Millie heard that threat and it all seemed so surreal. This intruder broke into her home, tied her up, wanted to steal jewelry she didn’t have, and now she could be tickle tortured. She figured she should try and cooperate, or she could suffer an embarrassing moment. She opened her mouth and looked at the intruder with pleading eyes. “Please don’t do that to me.” she whined.
The thief saw the mouth open and knew she had an obedient victim. It could only mean she was insanely ticklish and that really delighted her. She then stuffed the handkerchief in the mouth and got it deep enough inside so that Millie couldn’t spit it back out. Now that her mouth was gagged, it was time to torture this woman. “Good girl! Now, tell me the truth. Where are your valuables?” she asked.
Millie felt that cotton handkerchief stuffed into her mouth, and it almost made her vomit because it was stuffed deep inside her mouth. She knew that with her mouth filled, any sounds she had would be muffled. It was apparent to her that this intruder did not want her to scream and alert the neighbors. That really frightened her because it meant this person wanted to make her scream! She also heard that request again and it made her nervous. She didn’t have any valuables and had to make sure this person understood that. “I don’t have any! Please! Let me go!” she pleaded into her gag.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Millie, Millie, Millie. Why do you have to lie to me? I wanted to let you enjoy yourself because you seem like such a nice woman. But no, you are a naughty woman. Do you know what happens when I encounter a naughty woman like you?” the thief asked. She loved this part of her job because the next move was going to be a lot of fun.
Millie felt her entire world come to a standstill when she heard those ominous words. This intruder was not going to give up right now. She wondered what was going to happen to her and she started to tremble. “Please let me go. I don’t have any jewelry, I swear!” she begged into her gag.
“Well, naughty girls who LIE to me get……………….tickled!!!!” the thief said, then started to press her fingertips directly onto the ribcage hiding inside the shirt. She could feel how skinny Millie was because she quickly felt those bones. She grew a huge smile once she saw the body flopping around on the couch and knew she found a very sensitive woman. She could hear the intense screams of laughter that was muffled by the gag, but knew this woman was really ticklish. “Whoa!!! Are you really that ticklish? Oh, this will be FUN!!!!!” she said, then started to tickle the ribs even faster.
Millie exploded into hysterical laughter when she felt those fingers poking and pressing into her ribcage. One of her worst nightmares was coming true. She was always hyper ticklish growing up and so many of her female friends took advantage of that. They would sometimes pin her down and tickle her all over, much to the delight of a crowd watching. Now, she was completely tied up and this stranger was going to tickle her for something she didn’t even have. Her body was squirming wildly, and she prayed this would stop really quickly.
The thief saw how much Millie was thrashing around and she had to get her under control. She quickly got back onto the couch and sat on the thighs of her victim. That forced Millie to remain on her back and now she could tickle away at those ribs. She reached her hands forward and started teasing and poking those exposed and vulnerable ribs. With the arms tied behind the back, there was no way her victim would be able to defend her torso. She could feel how much this was tormenting Millie and she loved it. “I love how ticklish you are! So, I think I will have to keep doing this to you until you decide to be a good girl and tell me where the jewelry you own is located.” she told her.
Millie exploded into another level of laughter when she felt the fingers pressing a little more firmly into her ribs. She got her screaming hysterically and her eyes were shut tight. The ticklish feelings got more intense inside her body, and she started to panic. This intruder was going to keep tickling her until she snapped. She didn’t have jewelry and so far, nothing she has said has convinced the intruder that she did not own any jewelry. She wondered how long this was going to continue and if she would be able to survive. She was also surprised that this woman knew which spots on her ribs to tickle. There was a very sensitive spot on her ribcage close to her stomach area. The intruder kept drilling her finger into that same spot, forcing her to scream even more.
The thief loved the reaction she was getting from Millie. She loved the way her body was moving around, and she had a firm seat on her thighs. The torso moved around wildly, and she loved the look of anguish on her face. She thought the short blond hair was very pretty as it moved all over the place. She really loved it when victims were extremely ticklish. It made her own job easier. She loved it when they got so desperate, they would be willing to do anything, which was why she managed to be successful at every job she did except one. She did not succeed with a Plotsville citizen named Mia, but she got her revenge by tickle humiliating Becky Lockhart at Donna’s house. She hoped no one would come to this house and interrupt her. Her employer was very pleased with her successes, and now it was time to add to it. She slowed down the tickling for a moment, so she could continue to mess with Millie’s mind. “Awwww….someone is SO ticklish! Hehehe so, ready to start talking?” she asked in a teasing voice.
Millie felt her body temperature really high and she felt tingles all over her body. She was already exhausted from the tickling and hoped this person would just believe her. She still felt tense in her body because the intruder’s hands were still resting on her ribs, and little ticklish shockwaves kept making her twitch. She looked at the hooded mask and wondered why this person just wouldn’t stop. It was starting to become torture for her. She closed her eyes for a moment to think about the situation she was in and if there was any chance of getting out of it. She then opened her eyes, and her tormentor was just sitting there, with their arms folded. “Please no more…no more. I don’t…have any jewelry. You have to….believe me.” she panted into the gag.
“I DON’T believe you! You Plotsville women have valuables! Everyone I have stolen from had valuables and that means you will too! Millie, for your own good, I suggest you tell me where to find it and you can be set free. But if you don’t want to tell me, I am going to torture you until you do. Even if it means all night long.” the thief threatened. She then moved her head closer to Millie’s. She could see the fear in her eyes, and she loved it. She wanted the jewels, but she also wanted to have fun. Ever since destroying Becky, she kept daydreaming about it. How she controlled Becky’s body. How she made her suffer. How she played with her in her private areas. It really turned her on and now she wondered if she should do it to Millie. To see how far she could go with this woman and perhaps fulfill her own carnal desires. She found Millie to be really attractive and wanted to explore her. The sight of a schoolteacher under distress was very erotic to her.
Millie heard the threats, and she started to get emotional. The fact that this intruder wanted to torture her frightened her to the depths of her soul. She couldn’t believe this was happening in her own home. After moving to Plotsville from Kansas, she wanted to start a life here on her own and help the children of this growing town. Never in her wildest dreams did she ever imagine she would be held prisoner by a hooded stranger who wanted to tickle torture her into giving up jewels she did not have. She thought about Becky Lockhart and wished she was here since she was with the Sheriff’s office. Or even having the great Darby Reeves put a stop to this. She closed her eyes and did her best not to let her tears out. “Please…leave me alone. I do not have any jewelry. I swear….” she whimpered.
“Millie…..you are still so naughty! I guess I just have to keep tickling you until you tell me. Now, where should I tickle next? I know! How about your tummy! Hehehe” the thief laughed, then pulled up Millie’s shirt which already came out of the waistband of her pants. She pulled the garment up further and saw the pale skin on the stomach. It was a smooth stomach, and the skin was very pale. It looked really sensitive and now she was about to find out. She took the tips of her fingers and started to lightly drag them down the length of the stomach. She immediately felt the stomach muscles clenching and she smiled. It appeared this belly was going to be quite sensitive.
“HEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!” Millie screamed into her gag in a ticklish panic. Her stomach was perhaps the worst spot on her body besides her feet and she lost it. She started to thrash around as those fingers moved so slowly over her stomach. She could see the intruder was not looking at her face, but at her stomach, probably trying to find the worst spot imaginable. When the fingers got closer to her belly button, the sensations got even stronger. Now she tried twisting her body side to side, but with her legs effectively pinned down, she could move her stomach area from those fingers. She closed her eyes and just let out her steady stream of ticklish giggles.
The thief loved the reaction she was getting. It appeared the stomach area was very ticklish. She watched the body moving around wildly, which was a good sign for her. It meant that Millie would tire herself out soon enough. Once a victim gets exhausted, they broke easily. They would be far more submissive and that was the moment she loved. She could hear that hyper ticklish laugh into the gag and wanted to keep pushing this woman into insanity. She felt that Millie was just like all the others. Lying about what valuables she had. Her fingers then drifted off towards the edges of the stomach and onto the sides. That seemed to get a nice reaction out of Millie, and she loved it. “Hehehe I really do like how ticklish you are. You will definitely be one of the best victims I ever had.” she taunted.
Millie felt those fingers now tickling her sides and back onto her stomach. That produced a fresh supply of intense tickling sensations in her body. She already noticed that her stomach was starting to get sore. She shut her eyes again and started to focus on surviving. It did unnerve her that this intruder said there were other victims. That made her wonder if there were a lot of victims in town. It was surprising that no one mentioned it, but at the same time it made sense. She thought about if she somehow survived this, she would report it to the Sheriff but leave out the fact she was tickled. That would be an embarrassing moment. Then she shrieked again once she felt the fingers traveling back towards her belly button. She tried to kick her legs, but with her ankles, and knees tied, with the intruder sitting on her thighs, she was limited. She couldn’t escape at all. Her emotions really got carried away and she felt like crying even though she was laughing.
The thief started to giggle when she heard another fresh supply of horrific tickle laughter. She was impressed that Millie hadn’t broken yet, but remembered she was probably laughing too hard to answer her. She pulled her arms away and stared right at her helpless victim. She could see her still laughing a bit but also trying to catch her breath. She waited a few moments and then it was time to continue to intimidate this woman. “How are you feeling? Hehehe” she joked.
Millie felt some relief as the hands were finally away from her body. She was trying to catch her breath, but it was hard to do with the gag in her mouth. Her nostrils were flaring, trying to get as much air as possible into her burning lungs. She felt soreness in her body from the thrashing and she also felt beads of sweat coming down her forehead. She looked at the evil intruder and once again, her emotions started to go into turmoil. “Leave me alone…..please leave me alone….I don’t like this.” she whined into the gag.
“If you don’t like it, then START TALKING!! I suggest you do, because the longer you hold out, the worse everything gets! I LOVE tickling pretty women such as yourself. I love the way you laugh. I love the way you react to my touch. I actually like the way you look. Hmmm…where else could I tickle you? Tell me your spots! Tell me, or if I have to find them, you are REALLY going to get it.” the thief threatened. She was having fun torturing Millie and thought of a fun activity she could have. there was something innocent about this woman, and she wanted to take it away from her. She wondered if she would still have fight left in her.
Millie groaned in agony when she heard the words coming from the intruder. This person was playing games with her, and she didn’t know what else to do. She was already done for. When she was tickled before, her friends tickled her good, but they had mercy and didn’t tickle her too long. This was the longest she was tickled, and because it was under duress, it was even worse. She heard the question posed to her and she groaned. There was no end to this woman, and she had to continue to suffer. “I-I don’t know….” was all she could respond with.
“Hehehe you don’t know? Millie, you just keep making it worse! You know your ticklish spots! Hehehe I guess I will help you, you big baby!” the thief mocked. She could sense the desperation in Millie, and it was time to keep pushing her until she broke. “Is it your knees?” she asked.
Millie thought about her knees and remembered when they were squeezed. It drove her through the roof and made her squeal uncontrollably. She had a look of panic in her eyes and shook her head. “No!!! Please don’t touch my knees! I beg you!” she yelled into the gag.
“Ah, so your knees are bad. Hehehe good! Now, how about under your arms?” the thief asked. She loved the expressions on Millie’s face. They were those of abject fear and it really got her excited.
“No!!! Not there!! Please, just let me go!” Millie responded back. She imagined what it would be like if her armpits were tickled right now. The way her body felt so sensitive right now made the thought of that even worse.
“Hehehehe ok, armpits are really bad. Hey, I got a spot! How about…..your feet? Are they ticklish?” the thief asked. She really loved a woman’s ticklish feet. She had a flashback at Becky’s pinkish feet, and she shivered a little. There was something about a woman’s ticklish feet that drove her wild.
Millie heard the threat towards her feet, and she really started to panic. She started to writhe and squirm on the couch, praying that her feet were not going to be a target. She remembered exactly how ticklish her feet were due to an experience she had in Kansas.
“Ooooh!!!! You got ticklish feet! I love ticklish feet! I am looking forward to getting your shoes off, then looking at your sweet, bare feet. I bet they are so ticklish, you would pass out when tickled too long, right?” the thief joked. The mere mention of the feet seemed to get Millie into a state of panic. She felt her nipples stiffening thinking about tickling those feet.
Millie shook her head “No!” rapidly because she definitely did not want her feet to be touched. The thought of her shoes being removed and the stockings she was wearing, drove her wild in panic. Now, she started to cry because this intruder truly frightened her to her core. “Please don’t do this to me sob I don’t like this…” she cried out.
The thief felt a tingle between her legs once she heard that soft cry. Millie was losing her grip and was becoming very submissive. That truly excited her and she had to keep pushing Millie to the edge of insanity. “I really like thinking about tickling your feet. But there are other spots I wonder about. Like…..is your ass ticklish?” she asked.
Millie was stunned when she heard that question. The breath left her body, and she stared at the masked figure. She was in shock that she was asked if her rear end was ticklish. That was something she never contemplated or imagined. She had no idea if she was or not. The more concerning part was why would this intruder ask her that? Her eyes grew big at the prospect of this person tickling her in such a private area for her. “I-I don’t know…..” she asked with shyness.
“Hehehe If you don’t tell me where your jewelry is, I guess we will find out, as well as between your legs. Haha One more question? Now, where would you like to be tickled next? I am sure you will say nowhere, but I am going to tickle you. I am going to tickle you really bad. But I need you to tell me where. You really don’t want me to choose….” the thief said and then clapped her hands. She was excited thinking about all the ticklish things she could do to this woman. She loved the fear on her face. This victim was once again a delight for her, and she hoped she could torture her for quite some time.
Millie’s mind was spinning when she heard this person threatening her with torture. She was still trying to comprehend the fact that her rear end could be tickled but was in total shock and fear when she heard her most private area being tickled. She had no idea if that spot was even ticklish, but it being touched frightened her. She continued to speculate this intruder was a woman, but since her most private spots were mentioned, the possibility of it being a smaller man entered her mind. Either way, it would have been a terrible experience, and she started to writhe. She then heard from the intruder that she had to choose a ticklish spot to be tortured. Millie did not want to be tortured anymore, and she started to shake her head with vigor. This torture had to stop, or she was going to go crazy. “No!!! Please don’t tickle me anymore!! I really can’t stand it!” she screamed out into the gag.
The thief shook her head in a negative fashion when she heard Millie’s responses. Inside, she felt very excited. Every single one of her victims always reacted the same way. The thought of being tickled tortured seemed to frighten them to their cores, and she could take advantage of it. Tickling a woman was such a fun time and now it was time to make poor Millie suffer. “Millie, I thought after mentioning your more private spots being tickled would make you realize your situation. I guess you must enjoy being tickled, because that is what is about to happen to you. You made your choice, now, I have to pick a spot, and I will torture you.” she threatened.
Millie’s breath left her body when she heard that threat. There seemed to be no stopping this intruder, and she saw the hands headed towards her body once again. With her hands tied behind her back, there was no way she could protect her upper body at all. She saw the hands spreading apart a bit, then saw them come down really fast and grabbed onto that area just above her hips and on her sides. The grab was very strong, and the tickling feeling was immediately very intense. She screamed into her gag as this moment completely overwhelmed her senses. “HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHA OH GAWD NOOOOOOOOO HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA” she screamed.
The thief chuckled to herself over that tortured laughter as she squeezed those hip pocket areas. She always loved this spot because it produced a lot of strong laughter from her victims. She watched as Millie’s face went into sheer agony and she could hear that very powerful laughter. She was also very grateful to herself because she loved to gag victims. With the way Millie was laughing, surely a neighbor would have heard her and probably come to investigate. She saw how red Millie was getting on her face and how her body was thrashing around like a fish out of water. She held on firmly and kept squeezing onto those areas. This particular victim was so very responsive. The sound of the muffled laughter gave her such an erotic thrill. “Hehehe you sure seem ticklish here.” she taunted.
Millie continued to feel those hip squeezes and she never experienced being tickled on this particular spot. That concerned her because this intruder was going to tickle her in her known areas, but also spots she never dreamed of before. She had no idea what was going to happen to her. The fact that she did not have any jewelry made her realize this torture might never stop. This person was intent on torturing her until she revealed where her jewelry was, and now she feared she would suffer all night long. The tickling continued and she started to fall into silent laughter and her body was starting to quit. She was losing air and now she felt like she was going to potentially pass out. She closed her eyes and prayed that she would pass out to get away from this horrible ticklish feeling. Then suddenly, the hands came off her hip area and a rush of relief flowed over her.
The thief knew Millie was losing her air and was falling into silent laughter. That really made her feel good because once a victim fell into silent laughter, it meant their bodies could no longer handle it and reached that stage of true torture. This was usually when victims started to reveal the location of the jewelry. She sensed that Millie was extra receptive to tickling and now she broke her already. She then folded her arms and looked down at poor Millie. She could hear her whimper and cries. She had to wait a little to allow Millie to start breathing again and could be coherent enough to give up the valuables. She watched how she laid flat on her back and was sucking in precious oxygen. She could see her chest moving up and down and knew her lungs had to be on fire. She waited a few minutes and could hear her victim pleading for mercy. Now, it was time to get the jewelry she sought. “Now, you have experienced what I will keep doing if you do not do what you are supposed to do. Be a good girl, Millie and tell me where your nice jewelry is. Tell me, or you will keep suffering.” she threatened in a calm voice.
Millie felt exhausted and her body was in distress. She felt hot all over and she could feel the sweat all over her face and even on her body. That tickle attack really took a lot out of her, and she wished this would all end. She felt her chest moving up and down, trying to get air back into her burning lungs. She kept wondering just how much more she could take. She wanted to submit to this person. Then she started to cry softly because she heard what the intruder said. She had to reveal the location of the jewelry, and she knew what her answer was. The thought of suffering even more really got into her psyche, and she started to cry a little harder. “I don’t have any jewelry….I swear…please….don’t tickle me anymore…I swear to you….I do not have jewelry. Why can’t you believe me?” she cried.
The thief smiled inside her hooded mask because she was going to be able to keep torturing poor Millie. She heard all these same words before and each time, she dragged out of the victims the truth. She started to think there was a very valuable jewel within this home. It must have had great sentimental value because this victim was still trying to protect it. Her adrenaline started to spike because it was time to start playing in more intimate areas. She figured if she were to get this shirt off and expose the entire torso, then Millie would surely die of humiliation and reveal that special jewel. “Millie, why do you lie to me? You must REALLY love being tickled. Hehehe Listen to me and listen to me good! I know you are hiding the location from me. It must be a very special jewel for you to suffer like this. So, I am going to make you reveal it or not only will you suffer, but you will be completely humiliated. Your choice!” she threatened.
Millie just started to cry even harder. This intruder did not believe her at all. It seemed as though they took great delight in torturing her regardless of the jewelry or not. She never thought someone would be so cruel to her and now it was going to continue. This person really thought she was holding out for valuables and this would never end. She then felt her shirt rising up, and now it was over her chest, exposing her bra. She closed her eyes because she could not look anymore. She felt embarrassed that her undergarment was exposed. Then she popped her eyes open when she felt hands starting to softly squeeze her breasts. That was something she never anticipated, and she saw the hands on her chest, gently squeezing and groping her bra covered breasts. They were small breasts, but nonetheless, she didn’t want anyone to touch them except her and a lover. “What are you doing to me?” she asked in shock.
“These are NICE!! Hehehehe A little small, but that doesn’t matter. I bet they are really soft and look really nice. This silly bra is in the way, but since you want to keep defying me, I may have to consider removing it and see what you have underneath. But for now, I really like your stomach and ribs. I will play with them for a bit again, then perhaps take a peek at what you got hiding under that bra. Hehehe” the thief said while still groping the chest. She felt that tingle in her loins as the thought of sexual teasing excited her. After torturing Becky in a sexual manner, she thought about it constantly when she was alone. She masturbated herself a few times a day remembering how she made poor Becky react in a very sensual manner to her touches. She wished she had gotten to sexually tickle her prior victims because some of them were really attractive. Now it was time to get herself ready for that and give Millie the experience of a lifetime. But she had to keep tormenting her further to set the ultimate humiliation up. The thief started to lightly drum her fingers up and down the stomach area. She started from right under the bra and then moved down the stomach and over the navel. Her fingers made it to the hem of the pants, and then when they went back up the body, they drifted towards the sides and then onto the ribcage. She repeated this path several times and once again, her victim was screaming in ticklish terror. She always loved how a light touch could torture someone before she did more aggressive tickling.
Millie felt those fingers moving up and down her stomach area and she exploded in laughter once again. Even though the touch was much lighter, her body was so overworked, any touch at this point was going to drive her crazy. She felt the fingers getting close to her navel and she really started to shake and writhe around. She wished her body could start to get used to the feeling and numb itself to the touch, but instead, it seemed to be getting worse. She still felt a little ashamed that her breasts were groped and the intruder threatened to look at her breasts. That was such a scary thought for her. This person was getting to more intimate spots, and she didn’t know just how far they would go. She shrieked when she felt the fingers probing around in her navel and that sent a very powerful shock wave throughout her entire body. She was also getting frustrated because this person just would not stop torturing her. She felt her body once again slipping into submission and she didn’t know what else to do. She simply did not have any jewelry to give to this person.
The thief loved playing with the navel area. She saw that it gave such a great reaction, and she placed her right index finger into the navel and started to rotate it in that spot. She saw Millie nearly doing a sit up in response to that action and she spun her finger even faster. She wanted to continue to send a message to her victim that she was truly not going to stop until she got what she wanted. This was the beginning of her method to completely break this woman and make sure she would never be the same again afterwards. “Come on! Tell me where it is! Or I will just keep tickling and tickling and tickling and tickling and tickling you. I am never going to stop, Millie. Never going to stop….” she taunted.
Millie felt the finger swirling in her navel and the tickling sensation just kept getting worse and worse. She had no idea how she was even still alive at this point. Her senses were being overwhelmed, and she could not escape. She just lay there on the couch and endured the hellacious sensations tearing right through her body. She wished she could just pass out. Her mouth felt dry, and her tears were still flowing. She already knew she looked like a mess. She looked through her tear-soaked eyes at the masked figure and wondered if this person even had a soul. She wondered how someone could do this to another person. She then shrieked again when she felt another strong swirl in her belly button and there was no way she could stop laughing at this point. Her lungs were burning, and her body was giving itself up. She closed her eyes and prayed for mercy.
The thief saw those closed eyes and that squealing laughter. She found herself mesmerized by the actions happening and wanted to keep it going. She then removed her finger from the navel and then went right back onto the ribs. She knew that area was very responsive and wanted to push this woman to the edge. She drummed her fingers against the bones in the ribs and heard that sweet, muffled squeal. She felt the abdomen trying to clench together and then she started to probe for the weak spots between the ribs. She then laughed herself when she heard that hysterical laughter coming from Millie. She just loved the way she thrashed around. It also made her notice the breasts and that made her fascinated. She thought about what would happen to Millie’s state of mind once she exposed those breasts. It would crush her spirit and perhaps force her to finally reveal the location of the jewelry. She then removed her hands from the ribs and crossed her arms once again. It was time to let Millie breathe again and get her ready for further humiliation and torture.
Millie felt the fingers leave her ribs and she gasped in desperation. The tickle attack on her stomach, especially her navel, really pushed her to the edge. Then the rib attack sent her over that edge. She felt she was truly suffering right now and reached a breaking point. She knew her body could not take much more and she wondered if she should just lie. Maybe the intruder would let her go and untie her. Then when she was free, she could leave her home and find help. She had no idea what to do next and hoped this could end. She felt her heart racing and her body was very hot. She slowly opened her eyes and saw the masked intruder looking right back at her. She saw those folded arms and knew what was going to happen next. They would ask her to reveal the location of the jewelry she didn’t have, then torture her again. This realization made her start to cry a little harder because this just wouldn’t end. “No more…sob no more. Please let me sob go. I beg you.” she cried.
“Millie, Millie, Millie. Why are you asking me to let you go? YOU are the one who can get yourself released. You know the deal. Tell me where your precious jewelry is, and you can go free! It is that simple. So whatever sentimental value you have for that jewel, you may want to just let it go. Is it a diamond? Is it gold? Is it ruby? Is it worth all the suffering you are experiencing?” the thief asked. She loved what she was doing to this woman, and knew she was very close to succeeding in her interrogation.
Millie heard the intruder say those words and she just kept crying. She was so exhausted at this point and knew another round of tickling would probably be the end of her. She had no idea how she could please this person and listening to them talk to her as though she had jewelry broke her heart. She wished she did have some, that way she could tell this thief where it was, and this nightmare would be over. “Let me go….sob I don’t want this….” she cried.
“Millie, then TELL ME where it is! You act like you are suffering, but I have a feeling you are enjoying this. If you were really sad, then you would tell me where it is, and it would be ALL over! I can see how sweaty you are. I can see how tired you are. I bet you are having trouble getting air into your lungs. Luckily for you, I am a nice person and want to help you breathe better. In order to do so, you have to have your lungs and chest expanded to take in more air. Let’s get this bra undone, so your chest can expand. Hehehe” the thief teased. She then reached forward and tried to find the clasp of the bra in the back. Her fingers located it and then she undid it. She couldn’t take the bra off because the arms were tied, but at least she would be able to lift the bra up off the breasts to expose them. It would be perfect because the rope she used to trap the arms to the sides rested just under the breasts and it would make them look perkier.
Millie froze in place when she heard her bra was going to be removed. Out of everything that has happened to her so far, she did not want to have her chest exposed. This intruder was now threatening to go after her very private areas. She was always a modest woman and the only time she ever showed her breasts to another person was a boyfriend in her past. She felt the bra clasp come undone and now she felt the cups of her bra being lifted. Her body went into sheer panic because she was about to show this person what her breasts looked like. “NO!!!! PLEASE DON’T!!! DON’T TAKE IT OFF!!! NOT MY BREASTS!!!” she screamed into her gag.
“Someone sounds a little shy. Hehehe I bet these tits will look really nice!” the thief teased as she continued to work the cups of the bra. She lifted them up and then rested the garment on top of the breasts near the collarbones. Then her eyes saw them. She saw the naked breasts of Millie. That excited her because for only the second time in this venture of being a thief, she looked at the naked breasts of a victim. This was such a wonderful and exciting twist to her torture methods. It turned her on immensely and now she was going to savor this moment. The breasts were small, they appeared to be size A, but they still had a nice shape to them. She could see the pink nipples and she licked her lips. The nipples were small, and she knew she was going to enjoy herself playing with them. “These are really cute, Millie. You should be proud!” she told her.
Millie felt her body being filled with shame. She knew her body was getting hot from the embarrassment, and she wanted to just die at the moment. That feeling of humiliation really got into her soul, and she didn’t know what else to do. This intruder crossed a line and now she really wanted to just disappear. The way the intruder talked about her breasts made her feel so embarrassed. “Cover me….” she mumbled softly into her gag.
“I really, really like them! Hehehee They are a bit small but look really fun to play with! Mind if I touch them? Of course you don’t. You have been waiting for this moment the entire time.” the thief taunted, then reached her hands forward and placed them on the breasts. She heard a small squeal coming from Millie and she chuckled. She could see the look of embarrassment on Millie’s face and knew this had to be destroying her mentally and emotionally. “They are so soft! I love your skin.” she teased.
Millie gasped in shock when she felt her breasts being touched. She was in total shock this was even happening. The tickling was absolutely horrendous and now her breasts were being groped. She looked at her chest and saw those dainty hands rubbing and softly squeezing those mounds. It was such a surreal moment. The hands did look feminine, and this blew her mind away. If this person was a woman, then why would they try to embarrass another woman like this. She had a few moments in her own life where she fantasized about being with a woman, but that was more curiosity. She never anticipated she would ever do it. Now, the possibility of a woman touching her breasts right now blew her mind out. “W-Why are you doing this sob to me?” she whimpered.
“Because I want to play with some breasts right now. Unless you want me to tickle you again. I always would love to do that. So, make your choice. Either you let me touch these breasts of yours, or I tickle you for at least an hour non-stop before I let you breathe again. Hehehe” the thief offered. She loved the way Millie was reacting and better yet, she could see the pink nubbins starting to get stiff. That fascinated her because it appeared that Millie’s body enjoyed this touch, but not her brain. That got her excited because she did want to see the ass a little later.
Millie was horrified by the proposal given to her. She had to choose whether to be tickled again for an hour of non-stop suffering or allow this total stranger to touch and rub a very personal spot on her body. It was such an impossible choice because she was so modest of a woman. She could feel the hands softly squeezing and she felt terrible that her body was even reacting to it. She then felt the hands starting to leave her breasts, which meant only one thing. Tickling. She was going to be tickled tortured once again. That was something she did not want to happen. Her panicked mind blurted out her decision. “BREASTS!!!! BREASTS!!!” she screamed.
“Hehehe Good choice!!! Ok, I will play with them for a little while.” the thief grinned under her mask. She placed her hands back on the breasts and started to squeeze them softly. She loved the way they felt. She moved her palms over the nipples and started to softly rub them. She wanted to stimulate the breasts and to force another sensation inside of Millie. She wanted to make her feel that sensuality and get her body to be more sensitive. It would also make her mind snap and because she was so modest, she definitely would give up the valuables.
Millie watched in horror as the hands were massaging her breasts and nipples. It was so surreal that this was happening. Those dainty hands moved so softly and lovingly across her breasts. She felt her nipples stiffening and she grew worried. Her body was reacting to this stimulation, but her mind wanted to crawl away and hide forever. She felt the way the palms of the intruder rubbed her nipples and now they were swelling with pleasure. In a way, this was a better feeling. The tickling had worn her down and made her suffer. Her body was tired and feeling this kind of stimulation felt much better. She wondered how it could even happen, but since she wasn’t being tickled, she might as well endure this. Millie was completely embarrassed, but it still wasn’t tickling.
“Yes, I can feel how hard your nipples are. Mmmmm….. I think someone likes this. Maybe you like having your nipples touched by me. This must feel really……really good.” the thief said in a seductive voice. She could see the look in Millie’s eyes and knew that it was a look of confusion. She wanted to practice doing this to women and she felt herself almost slipping up. She liked the idea that no one knew what gender she was for sure. She already guessed that her victims suspected her being a woman, but she wanted to also give the impression she was a smaller man. She wanted to ask Millie if she had ever been with a woman before, but that would reveal her gender. So, she decided to avoid that line of questioning, but still tempt and tease Millie. She then took each nipple between her index fingers and thumbs of both hands and gave them a gentle squeeze. She wanted to keep them throbbing and make Millie start to unravel completely.
Millie felt her nipples being gently squeezed and felt a rush of excitement in her body. This was far better than the tickling she received, but she still wished it wasn’t happening. Her body started to get aroused, and she wanted to desperately fight those feelings. She wasn’t with a lover. She was with some person hell bent on making her suffer. She started to find herself wanting to mewl in pleasure, but she fought that feeling. “Why are you doing this to me?” she asked in her gag.
“Why? Because I like having fun with women’s bodies. I know this feels good. Hehehe You might say no, but your nipples are telling me yes. Hey, how about this? Instead of tickling you silly, how about if you tell me where the jewels are, I will make you feel really, really good? Think about it. You will feel such pleasure within your body. I can even make you have an orgasm!” the thief offered. She loved the way Millie’s body was starting to writhe in sexual heat. She wanted to keep playing with her mind, doing everything she could to make this woman reveal her valuables.
“Noooo….it would be…..wrong.” Millie whimpered back. The nipple play did feel good, but she did not want to get an orgasm from someone trying to torture her. She felt those squeezes on her nipples again and she felt that arousal building. She closed her eyes again, trying to focus on anything but that wonderful feeling. Then she felt something very light touching her breasts. She opened her eyes again and saw the dainty fingers starting to caress the skin on her breasts. It felt nice, but it also….tickled.
The thief saw Millie’s face and knew her very light touch would awaken the ticklish response in her victim. She moved her fingers around the nipple area, then to the outside curve of the breasts. She saw them shaking a little and then moved them underneath the mounds and heard a giggle coming out. This delighted her more because she knew Millie was very responsive to her breasts being tickled. “Is that a giggle I hear? Why Millie! Don’t tell me even your breasts are ticklish!” she taunted.
Millie started to panic when she heard those words. The fingers were definitely starting to tickle her, and she had no idea her breasts were ticklish. When she felt the fingers sliding underneath her breasts, that sent a very strong sensation in her body. She started to squirm again and started to laugh a bit. She shook her chest and tried to avoid the fingers. It was no use because the fingers continued to touch and tease her breasts. When they got to the inside curve, onto the sternum, she let out a cute ticklish squeal and shook her chest. She felt so embarrassed and tried to suppress her giggles.
“Hehehe you can laugh, Millie. I love that your breasts are ticklish. This is going to be fun. Let’s see how much they do tickle!” the thief threatened, then started to flutter her fingertips all around the mounds. She loved the way the chest was shaking, and she felt another tingle between her own legs. She then moved the fingers faster. She wanted Millie to laugh harder and get her going again. She then moved her hands away from the breasts and planted them right back onto the ribs. She then started to press into them and was rewarded with hellacious laughter.
“AAAAAAAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA NOOOOOOO!!! HAHAHAHAH NOT AGAIN!!!” Millie screamed when she felt those fingers now back onto her ribs. The breast play drove her wild, then the soft tickling of her breasts got her going again. She was not expecting to be tickled on her ribs, so she was unprepared for it. The sensation hit her like a lightning bolt, and she screamed in laughter. This person continued to torture her, and she just did not know what to do anymore.
The thief really enjoyed that reaction coming from her victim. She loved how she completely stunned Millie by tickling her ribs out of nowhere. She knew that would make the ticklish agony even worse and it was time to take advantage of it. She got excited knowing she was suffering so much. Then an idea came to her mind. The fact that Millie was so very ticklish, and she got some really good spots. Now it was time to explore a place that she always loved to touch on a woman. She prayed that Milie would be very responsive there, so that she could just send her to Tickle Hell. She pulled her hands away from the ribs and folded her arms. It was time to play mind games with her and wondered if she was ready to start talking. She waited a few moments and then started to speak. “Ok, Millie. Time for you to start talking. If you don’t, then I will have to start being mean again. Where are the jewels?” she asked.
Millie was having a hard time breathing after that rib tickle attack. She was in such distress that all she could think about was hoping to pass out so she wouldn’t have to laugh so hysterically ever again. She felt beads of sweat rolling down her face as well as tears. She looked at the masked figure and she wanted to beg. She wanted to beg for her sanity as it was too much for her. She wished she had diamonds. She wished she had gold. Something to give to his figure so this could all end. She still felt embarrassed by having her breasts exposed and groped. This person was driving her wild. “Please! I beg you! Please stop this! I can’t take it! I can’t take it anymore!” she begged into her gag.
“Then you should tell me where your jewelry is. Remember, this is all on you! You are the one making yourself suffer. Is the love you have for some precious heirloom worth you going through all this?” the thief asked. She could understand those muffled words and she felt powerful. Millie had been broken and now she could finish her off. She then looked at those breasts and had an idea. “I bet you want me to cover your breasts, right? Those sweet, sexy tits…..” she asked.
Millie looked at her chest and could still see that her nipples were indeed stiff, and the shame continued to flow over her. She heard that offer from the intruder and she didn’t even hesitate. It was completely humiliating for her to have her breasts exposed. “Yes! Cover me! Let me go too!” she whined into her gag.
“Ok, I will be very nice to you and cover you…hehehehe” the thief giggled. She then got up off of Millie’s body and went towards the tied ankles. She grabbed them and then using what strength she had; she managed to flip Millie over onto her stomach on the couch. She could see the tied-up arms and wrists. She could see the trousers covered rear end, the tied up knees and the ankles. Her eyes saw the soles of the shoes and she felt a thrill going through her body. She then sat on Millie’s knees, which pressed the tops of the shoes into the couch. “There! I can no longer see your breasts! Say thank you.” she playfully demanded.
Mille felt herself getting flipped over onto her stomach and even though she wanted to have her bra back on and her shirt, at least her chest was not in the open. She laid her head onto the right side and could see the backrest of the couch. She felt the intruder sitting on her knees and she wondered what was going to happen next. The fact she couldn’t see the attacker anymore made her nervous, but at least her stomach and breasts were no longer exposed. She heard the demand of the intruder and didn’t care if it sounded strange. She was willing to do anything at this point. “T-Thank you.” she murmured.
“Good girl! Now, not only are you not exposed, I think I will help your body cool down. I bet after a long day; you want to relax. I bet you want to feel more comfortable after all the suffering you went through. You know what helps me after a long day of torturing women? Taking off my shoes and relaxing my feet. So, let me help you with yours.” the thief told her. She then gripped her hands on the heel of the leather shoe and started to tug on it. She felt it pop off the right heel and she got excited. It was finally time to play with this woman’s feet. She really liked tickling feet, and poor Millie was truly going to experience her tickling wrath.
Millie wondered what this woman was talking about when it came to relaxing. What bothered her about this woman was how she would just play the mind games with her. She was still trying to get precious air into her lungs, and she tried to calm herself. Then she heard something about relaxing after a long day and having shoes taken off. Then she felt a tug on her right shoe and felt it come off her heel. She always did like taking her shoes off after a long day and after this experience, it would soothe her. Then it dawned on her. This intruder had been tickling her the entire time and if she was taking off her shoes, that meant only one thing. Her feet were going to be tickled! That sent sheer panic into Millie’s body because her feet were hyper ticklish. A simple touch would send her to the moon. Her friends used to amuse themselves by touching her feet, just to get her strong reaction. After being tortured without mercy, if she was foot tickled now, she would absolutely lose her mind. “NO!!! DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES!!! PLEASE DON’T TAKE OFF MY SHOES! I AM BEGGING YOU!! PLEAESE DON’T!!!” she screamed into her gag.
The thief heard that panicked sound and she shivered a little. That reaction told her all she needed to know about the sensitivity of the feet she was about to expose. The right shoe slipped off the foot and she held it up in the air. She looked inside and saw the number “7” which was an average size. She then tossed the shoe to the floor, and it made a thud sound when it hit the hardwood floor. She looked down at the exposed foot and saw the black stocking covering it. She thought about the foot that was hidden inside of that sock. Her hands started to tremble thinking about the moment she would tickle these feet. She saw the left shoe now covering the exposed foot. She chuckled a little, then grabbed the heel of the left shoe and gave it a tug. It slipped off the heel and now she pulled the rest of it off and held the shoe up like a trophy. “Nice shoes. Nothing spectacular about them, but I like them anyway. Hehehe” she teased.
UP NEXT: The thief wins again, a plan for the town, and Donna makes a spectacle!
Ok folks, how did you like the first part? I hope you enjoyed it and there will be several story lines woven into one in this series. There will be a lot of action and excitement as we prepare for the phase 4 ending series The Deputy and The Outlaw: Sacrifice! I hope you also enjoy the new drawing of a character that has made an impact in Plotsville! As always, your comments are most encouraged and welcomed.
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